Oh Red Eyes!

by theallpowerfullme

Puppyshipping. Seto, a dragon-being, finds a mysterious being in his private cave and, with his brother growing up and him becoming lonely, decides to keep that being with him so he had someone to spend time with, but will he regret it?

2. Chapter 2

"He's adorable!" Mokuba wailed after hours of keeping it in. "Where were you keeping him?"

Seto frowned and took a sip of tea. Mokuba understood why Seto enjoyed the taste of it as much as he understood why Seto picked his human form over his dragon form: not at all. "That is for me and him to know, do not pester him about it."

Mokuba thought of the little creature sleeping in the small human-size nest Seto had made of many pillows and blankets. When the blonde first set his bright brown eyes on Mokuba, Mokuba knew he was going get an attack of 'awww's at least at some point in time. Katsuya was so childish and sweet...a perfect match for his over serious brother. And he fought back! Seto had static flying all around him at multiple parts in time when he and Katsuya started to babble-battle, but the precocious little blonde didn't back off. He just told Seto to back the fuck off and wank himself off or something.

Mokuba had fallen in love with him then and there.

Now, as Seto sipped his human tea, Mokuba tried to squeeze the information out of him. "Seeeetoooooo! You have to tell me where you found him! I want one!"

"You don't even know what he is," Seto murmured. "I don't know where he's from either."

"Did you hear his wailers?" Mokuba exclaimed. "How can you not know where he's from?"

Seto sent him a solid look. "Because he did not tell me...?"

"He's got to be from the Volcano Lands in the South," Mokuba said, "He didn't need much to keep his lungs going."

"We don't know that for sure," Seto said wearily. He knew Mokuba had been around, but to know this much over something so little...Seto invisibly winced.

"No..." Mokuba admitted, "But it's a pretty good guess. I'll see what I can get out of when he wakes up. What did you do to him last night? He was so exhausted!"

"Not much..." Seto said, taking another sip of his warm tea. "Ah, I forgot."

Mokuba was about to denounce Seto's lack of details when he was caught off guard of his brother admitting he had forgotten something. He stopped assaying and finally asked, "What?"

"I'm handing over the Master title to you next—"

"WHAT?"

Seto furrowed his brow, looking at Mokuba. "Be quite, the stupid mutt finally calmed down—"

"What do you mean 'handing over'?" Mokuba hissed. "You're Dragon Master!"

"And," Seto said, "I'm handing it off to you next full moon."

"Seto!" Mokuba squeaked, "That's in two weeks!"

"It's not as if you aren't prepared, Mokuba," Seto condemned. "I feel you have a better...quality for it then me."

"I-I...I can't, Seto," Mokuba whined, lowering his giant head, "You're the Master..."

"What?" Seto said, grimacing. "Because now you can't run off and rut with anyone you want?"

"Because...I could never be ruthless enough to do the things that are good for the seethe, even if it made them unhappy."

Seto flinched at indirectly being called ice-hearted by his own brother. He was sure that Mokuba meant it in the best of ways, but it still stung. "You will find they will follow you, no matter your decision, and later will be glad."

"That...That isn't the point, Seto," Mokuba bleated, "I'm not as easily unpersuaded as you, or smart."

"But you easily sympathize with them," Seto explained, looking directly into Mokuba's big, blue eye. "I cannot do that, and they need that." Mokuba gave another pathetic weep and Seto sighed. "I will still be here to help you, Mokuba, but you'll have to deal with all the paperwork."

At this, Mokuba groaned. He hadn't even thought of the paperwork yet. "Seeeeetooooooo..."

"Deal with it, Mokuba." Seto chided. "It'll be you whether you want it or not..."

.-.-.-.

Katsuya woke up, a heavy arm slung over his waist and his back braced against a warm, fresh smelling body. He blushed, recognizing Seto's scent. How could he not? It was so strong and dominant and masculine. And he had been living with Seto for a while He squirmed and his small breath caught in his throat as Seto's arms really grabbed hold of him and held him close. He wished he could remember what happened! He swore he hated witches and heir stupid spells! He was just gliding through...

He mewled as Seto's crotch was coddled firmly to his pert butt. Someone was having a nice dream! It was funny in a way though, because Seto's arousal didn't match the fact that he was softly snoring at all...

Katsuya rested his finger softly on the muscled arm wrapped around his shoulders. They were strong and comforting, despite the fact Katsuya knew how to twist them around and literally rip them off someone's body. Seto didn't seem threatening at all though, even when static braced Seto's gritted teeth when he was annoyed. It made Katsuya wonder what it would feel like kissing Seto when he was like that.

Speaking of kissing, Seto had only kissed his cheek. Seto hadn't made any move to touch his body either. Did Seto not like him or his body? But that didn't make any sense! Seto had said, Katsuya blushed, that he had done all the work!

Katsuya turned his head to look at Seto sleeping...Seto was really handsome, how did he end up with someone like Katsuya? Katsuya worried his lip and wiggled out of Seto's grip, using his knowledge of pressure points he gained over traveling to make the brunette let go without waking up. Katsuya wouldn't think about it, he was happy and he hoped Seto was too.

The blonde stood, arching his back and stretching. With a last look at Seto he left the little 'room' which wasn't more then a large hollowed hole in the side of the cave. He walked out, remembering his way to the entrance and standing there, watching the moon. The soft moonlight hit his skin and he felt a lift of refreshness. It was just past a new moon and the small amount of light showing was enough that it re-energized him.

He closed his eyes and let the empyrean magic flow through him. The tattoo of wings he was sure the others shrugged off as a tribal mark lifted off his skin into soft, large wings. He sighed as fresh air hollowed his lungs and refilled them. He looked down to the tiny looking trees of the forest beneath them and stepped off, falling until his wings hitched and brought him up.

Maybe he'd find a nice lake to swim in.

.-.-.-.

Seto couldn't remember the last time he had felt so anxious. Well, he could, because it was a feeling you remember when your little brother is taken by an enemy and used as blackmail of sorts. Except it wasn't his brother this time, it was Katsuya.

And that bothered him.

The blonde wasn't even his mate! It was just a way so Seto had someone that would stick near him! He growled as felt like he was dragging his stomach across the floor and his heart bleated so fast he was half-afraid it might explode on him.

"What the hell is wrong with me?"

"Seto," Yugi, one of Mokuba's dearest friends who's mate (a Master of another seethe) was out looking for Katsuya, said. "He's your mate, of course your worried."

"No!" Seto snapped, ready to tell the truth the next time he heard that. He had listened to that same saying over, and over, and over again all morning. He was sick of it. "Shut up."

Ryou, another friend of Mokuba's from Yugi's seethe that had a mate searching for the blond, looked to Yugi and said, "I don't think they've actually mated yet."

"I said," Seto barked, "Sh—"

"One blond minx at your service," Bakura, Ryou's beloved mate, murmured, entering the cave, his wings shuddering of the tense straightenss from flying. He waddled toward them, his lanky body relaxing as he untensed from the flight. A familiar little blond boy was riding his neck, half asleep, and mulling out words like it was the hardest thing he had ever done. Seto wasn't even sure how he hadn't fallen off he was on so Bakura's neck so haphazardly.

"M'llo," Katsuya murmured, smiling lazily and recognizing the area, as well as the fuming brunette. "Set', 'm 'ired."

"Right," Seto said, feeling the nerves wash away in his own faze of exhaustion. "Bed."

Katsuya smiled, and reached out to him, almost falling twenty-five feet to the ground, had Seto not rushed over and caught him. Katsuya bleated and mewp as he wrapped his arms around Seto's neck. "Than' you...mmm..."

"He's a little..." Bakura shifted slightly on one of his cream colored claws, "tipsy."

Seto wrinkled his nose at the smell of the pixie honey on his breath. It was far from a bad smell in general, it was actually very sweet and seductive, but the effects made it a little less then likable to an outside party. "Tipsy? Where was he that he got a hold on pixie honey?"

"By the lake, actually," Bakura said, waddling over and settling down next to his mate. Ryou rubbed him with his own light green scaled head and purred. "He was talkin' to them, and they seemed to be enjoying listenin' to him."

Seto frowned, but wasn't sure he wanted to know. He looked at Yugi, "You better find your mate before he decides to start a feud because he was looking for one of my people and no one told him he was found."

"Set'," Katsuya murmured, burying his face in Seto's neck. "Bright."

Seto sighed and gave another groaning look to Yugi, Ryou, and Bakura, all of such that understood the look well. "Tell him, and this follows for you as well," Seto paused, swallowing the lump of pride in his throat. What was the world coming to? Katsuya wasn't even his mate, yet, the back of his mind added uncontrollably, and he was doing this. He gritted his teeth. "Thank you."

He didn't know what was more surprising, the fact that he had said 'thank you' and meant it, or the faces the other dragons wore. "What?" he hissed.

"N-nothing," Yugi said. The purple dragon quickly waddled around and beckoned the others to follow. "Have a nice day, Seto."

"Bye!" Ryou said. Bakura gave him a grunt and a small look at the blond before following the other two out. All three left in haste.

Seto groaned and looked down to the sighing blond in his arms. He should have kicked the blond out when they first met, or told him the truth. Now, Seto was finding out, he was getting attached.

He'd known the blond for a week. Something was wrong with him! He needed a fortune teller! And not one from his seethe. He shouldn't care! Not at all! Not for the way Katsuya had looked so sad when he had spoken about his sister, or that way he had gotten along so well with Mokuba, or the way Seto liked how he fit next to his body (especially in Seto's dream last night!), or that he was warm when they laid in bed together—!

"Crap," Seto murmured, a long weight of distress pulling at Seto's heart. Katsuya was his mate!

Seto suddenly felt like a wolf pup chasing his tail. How, exactly, did he manage this one? He couldn't just go out and say 'hey, I lied to you, but we are really mates, so ya wanna hop in bed with me and I'll be your baby sire?'! He didn't think that would go over top well.

Should he just get Katsuya in bed, which he was doing platonicly right now as he walked into the bedroom, and pretend that he had been telling the truth the whole time? No, that really wouldn't work if Katsuya ever found out the truth. The worse part was, in the small span of a week, it wasn't just Katsuya he had lied to! He lied to people that helped him, he lied to his brother, he lied to his seethe, he lied—He lied to himself when he thought he only wanted Katsuya around for a little company.

He groaned, setting Katsuya down on the bed and willing the blond to unwrap his arms from around his neck, but Katsuya would have none of it, his grip tightening as he bleated. "No, slweep wif me..."

Seto sighed, and started to actually coo to get the blond to let go, but Katsuya pulled Seto's body down onto the makeshift bed with him and snuggled up good and close. Seto sighed in defeat, allowing the tipsy Katsuya to have what he wanted for now. Besides, this didn't feel so bad...

Damnit, it was happening again.

.-.-.-.

It had been three months. Three, miserable, months. Mokuba was now, only slightly against his will, Dragon Master of the seethe, and Seto had yet to do more then cuddle Katsuya in bed at night and kiss him on the cheek!

Katsuya didn't know what was wrong.

He knew he could be...forceful, if that was the right term for it, but had Seto really not wanted to mate with him, the former Dragon Master didn't have to! In the state Katsuya was probably in that night, Seto could have easily fended him off! It wasn't fair.

Hence the reason he wasn't talking to Seto and was now snuggled up under Mokuba's (new) human sized—it was hard to do paperwork in dragon form—desk in Mokuba's (new) human-sized office in a makeshift nest sort of thing made of some blankets and a pillow. He locked the doors and pick-pocketed all the keys before hand so no one could get in as he felt the 'time of year' come around. It was fall, though for some reason it was Katsuya's body's spring, and it was only a matter of time before he went crazy.

And if Seto didn't want to touch him, then fine. He wouldn't ask him to!...Even if he really wanted it.

He teared up—another sign of his coming heat: his mood swings—and bit his lip. Seto must have really not like him, but then, why did he stay in human form and share a bed with Katsuya? Okay, so the blonde couldn't answer that one, but it didn't mean Seto liked him!

Not like he liked Seto at least.

A small sob broke out of his chest, and it physically hurt the way his body jolted with it. Tears poured like raindrops, and his stomach was all in twists...he hated Seto almost as much as he hated his mood swings and the want to be touched, except he didn't—couldn't—hate Seto at all.

He cried harder.

"Jou," Katsuya heard Mokuba meekly call outside the door. "Jou, please let me in."

"No!" Katsuya whimpered, curling into a little ball and wiping his eyes. "No!"

"Katsuya," it was Seto's voice this time, and Katsuya's entire body tingled from hearing it, "Open the door. Now."

"No!" He yelped again. "You don't even like me!"

"Yes, I do," Seto hissed, but Katsuya felt himself more unconvinced then ready to give in, despite his body. "Open it."

"If you like me, why don't you kiss me, or touch me, or coddle me beside when we sleep!"

There was silence and Katsuya could hear Mokuba ask, "Yeah, why is that, Seto?"

Seto groaned and Katsuya could feel his heart breaking, as well as sobs rip out his chest in painful, short bursts. "Katsuya..." He started and Katsuya braced himself. "There's something...I need to...tell you..."

Katsuya bit his lip and curled up tighter. He knew it. He just knew Seto didn't want him anymore! Just like his mom and dad and original seethe didn't! Not when they found out...

"We never actually mated."

Katsuya paused, and sniffled, "What?"

There was silence and then Katsuya suddenly heard Mokuba screeching and yelling, mostly in a language Katsuya didn't understand, but he knew it was in anger directed towards Seto.

It took a moment, but Seto had gotten Mokuba to calm down and listen. Katsuya chuckled, thinking of the grumpy face Mokuba must have been wearing.

"I," Seto started, "Had wanted a companion. My little brother wasn't so little anymore and you were right there and you didn't mind getting in my face. I liked that, as much as you frustrate me to no end. You were even that way when I first me you and you had been hit by that spell."

Katsuya uncurled and crawled out from under the desk. He hesitated before he walked to the office door and opened it, to see Seto in human form with little brother still a dragon. "Really?" he asked, wiping his eyes and sniffing.

"Yes," Seto admitted.

"Oh," Katsuya said, and realization had his stomach dropping again and the waterworks pouring down. That meant he didn't have anyone. He didn't have anyone to belonged to, or wanted him—even if they didn't want him—or could soothe his body's ache while he was in heat. "Oh, god."

Seto however, had no idea how to deal with this new set of tears. He gaped, looking at Katsuya as the blond broke down again in front of him. At least Seto had a door between them last time, but actually seeing the blond—! His mind went blank and his stomach went numb. What did he do? He looked at Mokuba who gave him a look that told him he was on his own for this one and he looked helplessly back to Katsuya.

"Shut up." Seto said, in his harsh way of caring, "What's wrong?"

Katsuya looked up at him with big, red eyes. Actual red eyes, his usually chocolate brown irises were red! "I don't have anyone!" He bleated, "I don't have someone to help me why I'm in heat, or that wants me, or—or can deal with me while I'm having my obnoxious mood swings before I actually go into heat—!" He sobbed harder. "I don't even have a home, because once the seethe had found out I was a black dragon, they told me I was bad luck and didn't want me!"

Both Mokuba's and Seto's stomach's dropped at this. Was Katsuya serious? Because he was black? Just as if he were a cat in a village?

"And now that you know, you probably really don't want me!"

"No," Seto immediately said, finding his voice and the strength to cuddle Katsuya to him. "I want you. You could be a dog for all I care."

"But we're not mated!" Katsuya reminded him, then frowned, "You lied to me!"

"Yes," Seto admitted. "But I have no regrets."

"But you lied!" Katsuya scolded.

"Yes, again, but I got you from it, so be mad, for all I care, spit in my face, but don't think I'm letting you go now." Seto grounded, holding Katsuya almost painfully tight. "I don't let my things go."

Katsuya sniffled some, looking up to Seto's face and Seto leaned his head down and kissed him smack on the lips. Their first kiss. "Done?" Seto asked. Katsuya nodded and relaxed, flopping his head on Seto's shoulder."Finally."

Katsuya frowned, but let it slide, knowing it was Seto's way of behaving. Mokuba though, snorted and looked at Katsuya, "You shouldn't let him get away so easy."

Katsuya didn't answer back, a wave of exhaustion flowing over him as Seto had to actually support him. He knees went weak and he knew it was another sign his heat would come in the next few days. Mood swings always had worn him out.

He looked up at Seto. "Can I make somewhere to nest here?"

"No," Seto said. "I'll take you to where we met."

Katsuya sighed, liking the idea and nodding, mostly off to sleep...

.-.-.-.

Katsuya mewped, rubbing his body against Seto's as the brunette slept. It had been three days, and he had built a cozy nest on Seto's king-sized bed where they were now. Seto and he had decided to really mate during Katsuya's heat, and Katsuya's body seemed to have no qualms with that as he molested Seto in his sleep, rubbing more and more against the larger male, hoping to get a good reaction that would have himself satisfied as well.

Seto groaned, feeling the smaller body, rub their crotches together. Instinctively, his hands cupped the pert, round butt and rocked their hips together again. He was eagerly complied to with another mewl of pleasure. "Katsuya..."

"Seto..." Katsuya purred, looking down into Seto's blue eyes, his red ones dazzled with arousal and need. "Seto," he purred again, and one harsh thrust had his pretty lashes fluttering in delight. "Ah, ah!"

"Hmmm," Seto hummed, pulling Katsuya's head down, and gliding his long tongue past sexily swollen pink lips. He half wonder if it was from Katsuya's heat that his body enhanced his tributes to attract his mate. Not that it needed to, Seto thought, as Katsuya allowed him to tangle their tongues and flick against the muscle that belonged less to Katsuya than to Seto at that point. He could feel Katsuya whimper helplessly, and Seto continued to plunder him.

Katsuya shuddered, his body growing hotter with Seto's static-y kiss. He didn't care if Seto was doing it on accident or purpose, it felt good and had Katsuya's entire body ready to turn around and flaunt his awaiting, puckered hole. He mewled, feeling too, too hot in his clothes and wanting to take them off, but Seto wouldn't let him. He just ground them in place and sucked Katsuya's soul out of him wholeheartedly.

"S-S'to," Katsuya bleated, tugging at Seto's shorts. "H-hot!"

Seto retracted his tongue and smirked against Katsuya's pretty lips. So pretty, he thought, sliding his hand under Katsuya's shirt over the arched back. And Katsuya had grown to a healthy looking weight, feeling more muscle then bone made Seto groan appreciatively. Katsuya groaned himself, in a loud, open mouthed moan as he arched more with Seto's caress.

Seto gave Katsuya's plump bottom lip a kiss before he slid over to the turn in Katsuya's jaw. The blonde was so adorable, he admitted, purring and moaning wantonly. Why hadn't he molested Katsuya before? And then another thought crossed his mind. Why had Katsuya assumed they had mated when they thought they had had sex?

"Katsuya?"

"Setoooo," Katsuya whimpered, "I..hot..."

"Why did you think we were mated when we you thought we had had sex?"

Katsuya hummed, nuzzling his face against Seto's cheeks, giving Seto a full whiff of the seductive pheromones of a dragon in heat. Seto shuddered, taking in the scent and he about came from just smelling it. Ooooh, he understood why unmated submissives left the valley for their heat, they smelled so nice that anything dominant would want a piece of it. "Seeetooo..."

What was he asking again?

"Katsuya..." Seto purred back, placing his hands on Katsuya's hips. "Hmmmm..."

"My mate," Katsuya claimed, and it made Seto groan and shiver at the thought of Katsuya being possessive. He thought he was the possessive one. "Mine."

"Mine," Seto said back, pressing his lips into Katsuya's, his eyes looking into Katsuya's hazy look. "Mine," he murmured again, against Katsuya's lips.

Katsuya smiled and led his pink tongue over Seto's lips before Seto opened them lazily and let Katsuya work him. "Yours."

Katsuya's hands gripped Seto's shoulders tightly as he lifted his body a bit off Seto to push harder into the this. He wanted Seto so bad. So so bad. And Seto was his. All his. He was excited and happy and deliriously horny. He'd never had a mate while he was in heat before and he wondered why he had made himself go through that. It felt so nice—so very very nice—to have someone to rub against and play with him.

Seto slid his hands over Katsuya's hips and allowed enough fire magic out of the palms of his hands to burn the clothes off Katsuya. Normally Seto would imagine Katsuya calling him a perv, or finding something to cover himself after giving a good piece of his mind with his fist, but now Katsuya mewped happily and jerked towards him. Seto groaned, feeling Katsuya's erection push right into his stomach. Goddess, Seto thought, if Katsuya was like this every time he went into heat, he would die a happy sire!

Katsuya pulled back and eagerly used the same method—albeit a bit more haphazardly—on Seto's knickers, allowing the large swollen member of the brunette to pop out and join the show. Katsuya bit his lip and groaned, his abdomen tightening at the thought of putting something other that a fruit up him. Something real. He bet it would feel so much better too...He couldn't wait!

And Seto didn't seem on making him wait too long. The brunette muttered ancient words blessing the gods as he took one of Katsuya's dusky nipples into his mouth and inched his fingers to Katsuya's leaking hole. He trailed his finger around the spasming ring as he gently tugged at Katsuya's nipple while the other dragon sobbed. His finger slipped right in, the lubrication of Katsuya's fluids more than enough, and Seto lost control a moment, his finger jabbing into Katsuya and his teeth nipping extra hard at the nub between them making Katsuya howl.

"SETO!" Katsuya sobbed. "Ah! Ha-harder! Please! Oh, please Seto!" He shook, his entire body more ready than Seto was believing, even as Seto's second finger jabbed in just as easily as the first with almost disgusting slops. But hearing that noise had Katsuya writhing in Seto's arms, begging and pleading for more more more.

Seto skirted his free hand from Katsuya's hip to Katsuya's dick to start pumping, wrapping around it as he switched nubs and continued to thrust his fingers into Katsuya. Their angle changed a bit with Seto's shift in movement, but it had apparently been in the right way because Katsuya tensed, his grip on Seto's strong shoulder's tightening, his eyes widening and his voice froze in his throat before he screetched.

"SETO!"

Seto's grip slipped as Katsuya surprised him as he came all over his stomach and Seto's chest. Seto caught him as he fell limp, his fingers falling out of Katsuya's ass as he coddled the weak body against him and allowed Katsuya's body to seep in his grip. Seto didn't know if he want to purr or whine. Katsuya's scent tightened his abdomen and he felt jealous of Katsuya's quick release, but a sense of pride and possessiveness that he had done this and would only ever be the only one to kept the jealously in line until a few moments later when Katsuya was purring and mewing and rubbing against Seto all over again.

"Seto..." Katsuya murmured and pleaded, "Please. I want you...oh, Goddess, please be in me, please."

Seto rubbed his face silently against Katsuya's neck and treated himself to another whiff. Goddess, if only the blond could smell like this all the time, though Seto vaguely recognized that he'd never get anything done if Katsuya did. Not that he would have minded...

Truthfully, though, he wasn't quite sure if Katsuya was completely ready. The blond was a virgin, and even with Katsuya's scent bringing out Seto's animalistic side, Seto's last intention would be to hurt the poor blond.

He leaned Katsuya back onto his back and quickly crawled over him, covering the smaller, quivering body with his own as one hand stayed taught on Katsuya's ass and the other slid up Katsuya's inner thigh over the juices that had leaked out of Katsuya's awaiting hole. Seto leaned forward, giving a light, teasing lick on his dick that had Katsuya writhe a bit harshly, before starting to clean Katsuya's stomach.

"Seto..." Katsuya cried, "Why, why?"

Seto hummed as he continued to clean his mate and shoved three fingers into Katsuya's ass. Katsuya jumped a bit in surprise but bleated in rejoice as he rocked his hips on Seto's fingers. God, Seto thought, Katsuya was tight, but so easy. His head smoothed down, his cheek brushing against Katsuya's sensitive thigh on his way down to give a precious kiss to Katsuya's swollen sac.

"Ack!" Katsuya yelped, his hips jerking, "Set'!"

Seto stopped, contemplating cleaning Katsuya's hole before inserting his cock. He chose against it, sliding up Katsuya's body and planting a quick kiss on Katsuya's swollen lips. "Ready?"

"Oh, yes!" Katsuya said. Begged. "Please!"

Seto grabbed Katsuya's hips and he positioned them, held them as he glided into Katsuya and groaned.

Katsuya let out a healthy, happy, throaty groan of his own as he felt himself be filled for the first time by the real deal. It felt so much better that he ever thought! It was so hard yet soe pliant! It was perfect for his throbbing body! "Seto!" he bleated appreciatively. "So good!"

Seto smirked, allowing his inner beast to be stroked as his out one nestled deeply, so so very deeply, into Katsuya. "Kat...suya..." he purred. "So nice."

Katsuya wrapped his arms around Seto, holding the white dragon close to him, even as Seto's hips began to move and he rocked his own in tune. "Seto..."

Seto pumped him, moving in him back and forth, making Katsuya feel so good. So right and accepted since he'd been known as the Red Eyes Black Dragon to his seethe. The blond felt a swell of happiness and joy form in his horny chest. If he had Seto for mate, even if it was only for when he was in heat, he wasn't sure if he could find himself able to complain.

.-.-.-.-

Thirteen days later had Seto in quite the pickle.

"What?" he scowled, "Now that you don't have mood swings or the need for a dick you're mad at me?"

"Yes!" Katsuya said, scowling right back, "You lied to me!"

"How was I supposed to know you would take it so seriously?" Seto defended. "Besides, there was no mate mark! What made you think just because you had sex that you were automatically mated?"

"Because the genes from my seethe pool don't allow submissives to mate with more than on dragon! We're impotent to other dragons once we have sex with one! The whole dominant sperm inside mixing with our fluids and into our body thing!" Katsuya huffed and crossed his arms indignantly. "As a former Seethe master you should know about other territories' dragons so one of your seethe members never ended up like I thought we did!"

Seto had to stop at that. Katsuya did have a point there.

"You wound up being me mate anyways," Seto murmured.

"What?" Katsuya jabbed.

"I said, you insolent moron, that you wound up as my mate anyways!"

"Oh!" Katsuya snapped, "Now I'm the moron? Well, at least I'm not a lying asswipe!"

"You're like a fucking mutt!" Seto hollered, "You think you're all pedigree but you're not!"

"Well, fucking excuse me!"

Mokuba sighed as Katsuya landed a punch across (a rather deserving, in Mokuba's opinion) Seto's face. That was going to bruise. But he shook his head and smiled all the same. His brother, all though scowling now, would be holding ice to his cheek later doing his own version of grinning like crazy. Sure, it looked like a scowl, but it had happened more times than Mokuba could care to remember the four months Katsuya had been living with them, and he knew that that scowl was Seto grinning. Seto loved the blond like no other. He loved the competition, the heated fighting.

However, Mokuba had forgotten that Seto was more intimate now and scowled himself as he watched his older brother's lips take Katsuya's moments later and watched the blond melt and forgive and start to grope as much as Seto was who seemed to find a nice time planting his hand firmly on his mate's pert backside.

Mokuba got up, grabbing his popcorn. The show was over now. He looked over to the two, tearing and burning off each other's clothes, in disgust.

"Oh, Red Eyes," he muttered and rolled his eyes as he walked out of the room. "And I remember when I used to beg him to find a lay."

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HA HA! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Finished! LOL, sorry I haven't been around for a while, but i promise I still exist! I swear! Okay swearing is supposably bad especially when words like FUCK are involved but it such a great stress reliever and and and never mind.