Ello! I was REALLY bored and this is what happens when you hand me a laptop during such a bored state of mind. This is defintiely a crackfic. I'm trying to get my subconcious to go to rehab, don't worry... Anyways, enjoy!
Mokuba walked down one of the many halls of the Kaiba mansion. He was looking for his brother, but Seto Kaiba was nowhere was to be found.
"Big brother!" There was no reply as the sound of Mokuba's voice echoed down the hall. "Big brother!" He called again. There was no sound of Seto calling out to reply. Mokuba sighed, frustrated, and continued searching for the brown-haired, blue-eyed CEO. Mokuba searched room after room, hallway after hallway. There was no sign of Seto Kaiba and he was becoming angry. Where the heck could his brother disappear to? Sure, they had a big house but he had searched every room. Every room but his bedroom… Mokuba jumped up and bolted for Seto's bedroom. Of course! He thought. Big bro is always in there doing stuff! He beamed happily at his spark of genius and ran even faster towards his destination.
Meanwhile…
Seto straddled the man's waist, chest heaving with every intake of breath. He pointed accusingly at the man beneath him and smirked.
"You," He chuckled. "Are about to get the screwing of your life." The man beneath him looked into his blazing blue eyes and shivered. Those gorgeous blue eyes… Joey enjoyed role-playing with his lover and this particular game was one of Seto's favorites. Seto reached a hand down to unzip the zipper on Joey's grey sweatshirt at an agonizingly slow pace. Joey grunted in frustration and moved to pull up Seto's shirt. Joey succeeded quickly and propped himself up to kiss Seto's lips. Seto smirked into the kiss, about to remove Joey's sweatshirt when the doors to Seto's bedroom were thrown open and a boy about eight or nine years old stormed in.
"Seto!" Mokuba peered into the room, a look of confusion crossing over his features as he took in the position of his brother and the figure beneath him.
"Uh, big bro?" Seto nodded to show that he had heard. Mokuba continued.
"What are you doing?" Seto smirked down on his lover. "Nothing in particular." Mokuba eyebrows shot up to his hairline.
"Doesn't look like nothing to me." Seto growled.
"Can't you see I'm trying to screw the rules?" Mokuba looked to the man sprawled beneath him and cocked his head.
"Joey?" Joey blushed at the mention of his name and nodded. Mokuba noticed the grey sweatshirt he was wearing with the number painted in black. Mokuba sighed in understanding and slowly closed the door. His brother and his weird fetishes…
Very short, I know, but I had no idea how to make it longer. I hope I entertained you! Reviewers and favoriters and given sweatshirts like Joey's! XD Anyways, thanks for reading and I'd love if you left a review on your way out. Bye!