Dotted Line

"You're signing after we're down here." Kaiba panted as he struggled to keep his focus.

"How is it that you're always thinking about work?" Pegasus grunted as he lifted the young male's legs higher

"Only because you have a history of forgetting. I don't want to have to come back here." Kaiba shot back as he crawled about the soft sheets underneath his naked body, due to the sudden change of position, "Would you hurry it up already!"

"Oh, you I didn't realized you were in a rush. Why didn't you tell me you had plans today?"

"I just don't want to be here longer than I have to be."

"Oh? Well, I'm nowhere close to being done. It has been a year after all."

Pegasus heard the brunette groan under him, whether it was from annoyance or the pleasure, he tried so hard to act as though he wasn't experiencing, Pegasus didn't let it bother him.

It had been three years since they began this arrangement and because it was only once a year Pegasus made certain that he went for as long as possible. After the events with Dartz, Kaiba Corp's stocks were devastated and needed a huge bundle of freed up cash to pull itself back to the top. The contract with Industrial Illusions was the biggest contract and most expensive, since Pegasus had each and every one of his cards under a strict copy-write. Each made for an extremely long and complicated contract. And with that came with a large pay out, 50 million a year to be exact.

Pegasus knew about the company's rough patch and struck up their current deal. He would have easily paid 500 million for the young brunette. So for the past four years with the exception of the first year Industrial Illusions has been giving Kaiba Corp a 50 million dollar break, at least until everything was smooth sailing again.

Having the stubborn Seto Kaiba agree to such a taboo arrangement was a pure shocker to Pegasus. Writing out the agreement had to have been the most fun Pegasus had had in years. Once he suggested the arrangement to Kaiba he insisted that they both have a hand in writing out the contract to ensure making it loophole proof.

Five years. A min of four hours with the max of twelve and Seto was to bottom every time without complaining.

Pegasus and Seto were approaching the sixth hour of continuous fucking. Three bottles of lubrication and twenty positions later, Pegasus was beginning to feel his completion nearing.

"You took something didn't you?"

"What makes you say that?"

"You're thirty that's why." Seto grunted as he reached over to the nightstand.

"What? Getting rough again?"

"No, my phone lit up." He replied as he put it to his ear, "Hello?"

"Hey Bro, where are you?"

"I'm working. What do you need?"

"Well, I was going to see if you wanted to grab lunch since I had some free time but…..why are you breathing so hard?"

"Am I?" Seto replied, "I hadn't noticed. I think I'll be done soon. How about we have an early dinner?"

"That sounds even better." Mokuba cheered from the other end of the call, "See you at home?"

"Yeah Yeah. I have to go. Bye." Seto hung up quickly and dropped his cell onto the floor before Pegasus decided to assault him again with especially hard thrust. Looked up at the single amber colored eye surrounded by silver hair, "What, there's nothing in the contract that says I can't take personal calls?"

"You were talking to your brother?"

"Yeah?"

"While you're having sex? That's so hot."

"Are you about done yet?"

"Just about but I'm getting tired I am thirty after all." Pegasus said as he round over putting Seto on top, straddling his hips.