[A/N]:These mini-drabble series are written for the "Here,There,Everywhere" challenge on another site on my other account. Bishies belong to their rightful owners. If you don't like stuff like this, please don't read. And it's not hardcore, I assure you, it's just my failed attempt at trying a new style like this~ Other than that, enjoy~
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The air is sticky with sweat.
An intense exchange of body temperature is occurring.
"Nngh… Stop…"
Bodily fluids drip onto expensive satin sheets.
"You wouldn't really… want that."
Words uttered between heavy pants and growls.
"M-mokuba will hear… ah… us!"
Fruitless attempts of pushing the strong man back.
"He is with the pilot."
A whisper against swollen red lips.
"He may want to… find us!"
A smug chuckle against a bruised neck.
"He will not bother us here."
A drifting thought about how his cocky smirk never disappears, even during such intimate times.
"Seriously… stop!"
But he doesn't stop. He won't stop, not when he is this close to having his woman back.
Seto needs to make sure that she knows her place, right beside him — or rather, under him.