Yu-Gi-Oh! Fanfic by Kelly Joanne Preece, aka Lady Melieka

One-shot NC-17

SHOWER

"Oh, fuck, Yami! You're so fucking tight, and hot!"

Yami smiled to himself. He was always amused, and more than a little gratified, when Seto came to him, begging the use of his body.

He really didn't know why Seto had to use him for a sex-toy, when he could easily afford to hire one.

He assumed, grunting under a particularly fierce thrust, that Seto took out all his anger about their duels on Yami, when he fucked him. Not that Yami was complaining. He was deeply and irrevocably in love with Seto Kaiba.

Seto had such…power, Yami reflected.

Seto came, pumping sperm into Yami's anus almost viciously, then pulled out, finally allowing the warm water of the shower to flow over Yami.

The brunette turned Yami around, and nuzzled his ear. "Your turn." He whispered, and knelt down on the floor of the shower, pressing his forehead against Yami's stomach briefly, catching his breath. "You are the sexiest person I know, Yami," he whispered, and took the Pharaoh in his mouth. "You are the sexiest person I know, Seto," Yami whispered back huskily, "especially when you're doing thisssss," the word trailed off in a hiss as Seto grazed his teeth along the bottom of Yami's shaft, a thing guaranteed to make Yami that much more horny, come that much quicker.

Yami cried out as Seto began to deep throat, alternating that with periods where Yami's shaft left his mouth completely, and Seto seemed content to lick it, as one would a lollypop, although no matter what he was doing with his mouth, he was continually fondling Yami's balls, stroking, applying pressure with his fingers.

Seto was using every wicked trick he knew to make Yami come as fast as he could. It worked.

"Seto! Oh my God!" Yami knew better than to attempt to stifle his orgasmic cry, knowing Seto loved to hear his voice cracking with passion, and that the bathroom was soundproofed, so no one could hear him anyway.

The CEO never seemed to have any trouble swallowing his come. 'Must have a bigger mouth than I thought,' Yami reasoned. Still, it didn't stop him from sliding down and planting a kiss on that same unbearably soft mouth, resulting in a ferocious kiss, tongues battling for dominance.

"We're sort of together, aren't we Seto?" Yami was cuddled up against SEto in the CEO's enormous bed. "What are you talking about, Yami?"

Yami's hand tangled in Seto's hair, and he moved onto Seto's lap. "We're sort of a couple, aren't we?"

Seto blinked in surprise, then understanding. "Yes. We are a couple. We have been for a long time."

Yami's brow creased in confusion. "Really? So…why are you still with me?"

Seto was tired, and answered foolishly. "Because you're great to fuck."

Yami's eyes smarted with tears. Seto opened his own eyes to see an incredibly hurt look on the smaller one's face. "that's so, Seto? Because that's not it for me."