Author's Note: I decided to give myself a challenge! With the random word generator I found online, I pick one noun and one adjective to make a title for a oneshot or drabble. I'll try to do one about twice a week. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: Seto is the brain child of Kazuki Takahashi, he does not belong to me.

Warnings: None.

Summary: When Seto finds something he likes, it's best to let him invent the terms and conditions.

Maintained Delight

'Harder... harder...'

Seto groaned deeply. He couldn't believe the sensations swamping his body; his breath was hitched and he was light-headed.

'Go lower, left... do it harder...'

There was more moaning, then a small, keening wail. Involuntarily Seto twitched and try to wriggle, but the hands working on him sternly pushed him back into the proper position.

'Stay still, Gospodin Kaiba. I'm trying to work.'

Seto tried to turn his head around to look at the masseuse, but she tutted and scowled, roughly pushing his head back down.

She was a much older woman and was foreign. She didn't really know who Seto was, didn't know he was a big business tycoon and probably would have tried calling the men in white coats if he had attempted to explain Duel Monsters and Duel Disks to her.

Seto liked that she didn't have a clue who he was. He had requested that she be old and foreign. He had an unfortunate mishap with another masseuse, who was not old and foreign as he had requested, but was a simpering, twenty-something-year-old who came from Domino City. He didn't get a good massage that day, and had abruptly left only five minutes into the appointment. His PA at the time was swiftly fired.

Babooshka – that's what she liked to be called – began doing some deeper work on the severe knots around Seto's shoulder blades. He winced, she had fingers like iron.

'Babooshka,' he said, using English, which they both knew.

'Da?'

'If you ever tell anyone about my scars I will have you deported straight back to where you came from.'

She paused, perhaps trembling a little.

'Because I don't want to find another masseuse, Babooshka. I'd like this arrangement to continue.'

She began to tentatively work the knots again.

'I don't pay you double for nothing.'

Gospodin = So far as I can tell, this is the very formal version of 'Mr' in Russian. Please correct me if I'm wrong!

Author's Note: I had about an hour to kill before heading off to help a friend with a photoshoot. Hope you enjoyed! Please leave a review!