A/N: I decided, hell, why not? Everyone writer needs a drabble series.

Warning: YAOI EQUALS BOYS LOVING OTHER BOYS! Got a problem with that?

Disclaimer: What makes you think I owe Yu-gi-oh and related???

Summary: Song fic moodiness. Interpret it how you will.

Remember:

"Speech"

Emphasis

Memories

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I can't make any other sound then whimpers. Seto often says I remind him of a puppy when I do. I don't understand how he can smirk like that though. He hovers above me and has that I'll-Eat-You-Alive-And-You'll-Enjoy-It smirk. Just then, he swoops down and crashes our mouths together.

(Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all…)

Another whimper escapes me. I pant as he finds my neck enticing. His teeth nip at my Adam's apple and it causes me to writhe beneath him slightly. It brings more tears to my eyes… I hate being this weak sometimes… I didn't mean for Seto to find that stupid letter!

(You're sick of feeling numb)

"Pup, what's this?" he asked with a shaking voice. I gulped when I turned and saw a dirty letter hanging out of his hand. I backed up as he stepped closer. "Is this why you have so many scars?" Seto's voice was close to a growl. I couldn't look him in the eye.

(You're not the only one)

I was up against the bed by now. Kaiba was dangerously close to me… "You think no one knows how it feels?" he questioned quietly. I bit my lips, his hand snatched my chin so his icy eyes could pierce mine… "You are wrong," he breathed. With the he threw me on his bed…

(I'll take you by the hand)

I felt dazed and the room was spinning, I could barely recognize Seto's hand as it clasped over mine. I gasped as I felt his cold, wet tongue trail over my collar bone. It distracted me from the feeling of something rough wrapping around my wrist. I heard a faint grunt and turned to see Seto tie my hand to the bed post.

(And I'll show you a world that you can understand)

I tried to pull away but he kept me down by laying his knee on my stomach. In my sorry state I whimpered as the leather strap tightened over my flesh. Every time I tugged against the restraint Kaiba would grip my wrist just a little harder… Before long my wrists was immovable. Tears and sweat littered the sheets.

(This life is filled with hurt)

I tired to speak, but his knee was causing me to lose my breath. With a light sheen coating his pale skin, Seto had lifted his body and moved to the capture my other hand. I struggled against him, begging almost, to be let go. I tired to tell him I was fine now but he only shook his head. I turned away, fruitlessly trying to laugh him off.

(When happiness doesn't work)

"Stop now…" he had murmured across my wrist. I shook uncontrollably in his hands, under his body, in front of his azure eyes… "Let me… for a moment," he asked. His voice was soft, but it still held that ice in it. I squeezed my eyes tight, surrendering. "Watch me..." he commanded.

(Trust me and take my hand)

I did as he asked. I watched Seto. It was… unnerving. It was slow… but still quick too. A leather strap was around my left wrist now. My eyes had followed his milky colored hands fasten my darker ones. My once free hand was now pulled taunt right above my right hand. I wonder if Seto wanted it to be awkward…

(When the lights go out you will understand)

My gaze came back down, and I realized Seto was lost in his own thoughts. He was so busy staring at my face, at my hands, at me that I grew frightened. I knew I couldn't speak right then. "Close your eyes…" he ordered. I was hesitant but I did as I was told. I felt something cover my eyes and I knew I was blind folded as well.

(Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all)

I cried out as something slimy had slithered its way down my neck. I fingers curled around as they tried to find something to hold on to. I felt the graze of teeth over my vein and I turned my head to inch away, but I was caught. His breath was hard and the push of his torso over mine made me wilt in heat. "Wait…" was all I could say as the smell of his musk overcame me. His nails scratched over my abdomen making the muscles shudder.

(Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all)

"I can't," he whispered against my skin. I felt it more than heard it. The slow misty breath made me grow a little more excited and worried. His palm passed over the fabric of my tight jeans. I bit my lips, drawing blood I'm sure, as he pressed just a little bit closer. I growled now as the button had been pulled free by long, strong fingers.

(Anger and agony
Are better than misery)

"What are you doing to me?!" I demanded my body seemed to be weeping. It seemed to be frustrating and partially maddening. The fingers had eagerly plunged into my boxers. "Ahh! S-Seto…" a little more blood had been drawn as I bit back my tongue so I wouldn't beg for more. I felt his wet muscle lap up with spilled crimson leaking out of the corner of my mouth.

(Trust me I've got a plan
When the lights go off you will understand)

I tasted my coppery blood on his tongue as it penetrated my chapped lips. My own tongue began to dance around his, silently pleading for him… "Does this hurt you?" Seto questioned. I was confused for a moment before his digits had a vice like grip on me. I tried to not cry, but I felt the cloth over my eyes grow heavy with brine.

(Pain, without love
Pain, I can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all)

"Why… What are you trying to prove…?" I whimpered. The grip had released me, leaving me feel dejected. I was panting again, I was so disoriented I didn't know until I felt the slide of jeans over my legs that he was slowly undressing me. Suddenly I felt hot in the face, and I didn't want him to see me so… unguarded.

(I know -I know I know I know I know-
That you're wounded)

But there was a cooling hand, placed just on my inner thigh. The thumb stroked over my skin gently. It was oddly… intimate. Very unlike the cold hearted CEO. "So you… would rather…" Seto softly inquired, "… not feel this?" For some reason my legs had spread a little, but his light touch continued.

(You know -You know you know you know you know-
That I'm here to save you)

"I didn't…" I groaned as my sore arms trembled to touch the dark haired man just a little out of my reach. "I didn't mean… for you to find it…" It almost hurt to speak; like fire was scorching my insides and the only person to stop it was… "Seto... it hurts…" My breathing was shaky. I felt Seto shift lightly over me.

(You know -You know you know you know you know-
I'm always here for you)

"I'll make it stop," his words fell over my naked belly. I arched up a bit, but his hands had settled me to the bed. "But on one condition…" I was moaning by now. His hand needed against my pliant flesh. My body didn't register anything but his numbing digits prodding over me.

(I know -I know I know I know I know-
That you'll thank me later)

"Yes… Anything… Anything you want…" I gave in. I couldn't take it anymore. I had to have him now. I need to be put out of this misery. The salt tangy of sweat stung all my bite marks, and the smell of something not quite sex yet, left me straining. "What do you want?" I whispered, voice quivering.

(Pain, without love
Pain, can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all)

"If you want to go… take me with you," Seto confessed. I couldn't find my voice and I twitched, trying to get up, to free myself… but Seto was too quick for me. His leg glided between mine and he held me down by the waist. "If you die… I will not live anymore. I do not want that… I just want you… no matter the pain."

(Pain, without love
Pain, can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all)

I tried to protest but his fingers covered my mouth. I opened my lips still and he slipped two fingers in. My head fell back as my body gave over consent. My tongue swirled over them under they were slick enough. He with drew them so he could tease me in other ways. I was lit a flame as he pushed inside me, readying me for something much more delightful…

(Pain, without love
Pain, can't get enough
Pain, I like it rough
'Cause I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all)

My legs shivered as he pushed into me and our skin met harshly. It hurt more with every thrust. The fire roared in me, waiting to be let free. In a flash, I gasped loudly, Seto grew more ruthless. The fiction increased and my inner flame leapt with joy until… a blinding light shattered behind my eyelids and I trembled as I felt my thighs grow sticky. Shakily Seto laid over me as I tried to regain my breathing. I felt the cloth ripped away and I stared at the man above me…

(Rather feel pain than nothing at all)

His eyes always looked so cold, today they looked so exhausted. I went to brush away his dripping bangs, but my hand was still caught to the bed. Seto stretched up and pulled away his taunt knots. The ice-like eyes darkened as they inspected the violet marks on my wrists. His pale digits wrapped around them, almost afraid if I would brake. "Seto…" I breathed.

And… for that moment… there was no pain.

(Rather feel pain)

OWARI