Chapter 4

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Kaiba just wasn't having the best week. He couldn't keep his mind off of the petite redhead. She felt so good... but it was more than that. She kissed him and he didn't feel sick. She pulled him close and he didn't flinch away. Her touch was... comforting. Her voice soothing. And he hadn't gotten a damned thing done because of it. It was another two weeks since he finally took the brunette, and she was less than pleasing.

He was able to break her like the rest of them, but... Serenity... He loved the name... the word. He wanted to say it. To call her. But he couldn't... but... he couldn't? What couldn't he do? He had already explained what he had done, why he had done it, thus removing any impact it could have had on her. He failed with her. He broke her, then fixed her. She was going to dull and hate herself for it, and it was because he was so comfortable just talking to her.

His fists crashed down on his desk. The one girl he truly cared wouldn't end up hating herself, and he ruined it. But that also removed any reason for him not to go to her. He could go to her now if he damn well pleased. Just the thought made him shiver. He wanted her again. It was a dangerous want, but legitimate, and today, he would feed his need.

The spa seemed empty, save for the old man in his proper spot. He looked up at Kaiba as he entered and gave him a sorry confused look.

"We... have no one new, Mr. Kaiba." He informed him. Kaiba smirked. The old man would have a heart attack today, because he was going to do something he never did.

"That's fine. I'm hear for Se-... the redhead I had three weeks ago." Like he had imagined, the man's jaw dropped.

"I... of... of course... um..." He looked over his charts and paled. "She... she's in use." Kaiba's heart sank. He hated the thought of anyone else touching her, but knew it was her job to be touched.

"How much longer?" He asked, not wanting to wait.

"They paid for an hour, and only started about fifteen minute-" Before the man could finished he stopped himself as a certain green eyed boy marched out of the hallway.

"Kaiba?" he said, shocked and Kaiba glared the boy down. "I didn't realize you slummed down here."

"I could say the same about you Devlin." Kaiba responded, already annoyed by his presence.

"I wont say anything if you wont." It wasn't a deal or an offer, the boy knew he was safe. He strolled by Kaiba as he said it, heading for the door.

"As if I would waste my breath." Kaiba muttered loud enough for him to hear before he left entirely.

"Um, well... she is now available." The old man informed him. Kaiba s head shot back, looking in Duke's direction and glaring. Of course it would be him who took her. He had always had a thing for her... "Though we'll need some time to prepare her." The man added, but Kaiba shook his head.

"Now." He demanded, placing his payment on the table. "whatever that gets me." He said and the old man bowed and pulled over the money, counting it as Kaiba marched down the hall. He knew when the girls were done their doors remained slightly ajar, and he peeked into each one. When he got to hers, he didn't even have to look.

He could tell her noises from any of the others easily, even if it was merely a sob. He pushed the door open slowly and everything inside him turned cold.

She sat on the edge of the bed, her legs dangling uselessly off the side, blood smeared across them. Her face was red and raw and he could see her lip was bleeding as well. What the hell had Duke done to her? She moved to cradle her shoulder, which he could see was clearly dislocated. The boy was a monster. He rushed over to her, pulling her hand away from the dislocation to prevent her from further harming herself.

Her eyes shot up to his and and a look of confusion spread across her face. They were watery and puffy, and her cheek was slightly swollen. She was a mess.

"What... what are you doing here?" She asked in a rasp. Her voice sounded hoarse, unlike the soft melodic beauty he had remembered.

"I came back... for you." He admitted. Everything inside him told him to lie. He was here for a new girl- no she would know that a new girl was there. He was just stopping by? That was stupid. Besides it was too late. His pride sat angrily inside him as he took a more honest and open route. He lifted his hand to her face, trying to brush the hair out of the blood that seeped from her mouth. Her head jerked from his touch and he froze. He would never beat her like that. He only ever wanted to make her feel... good.

"Serenity..." he whispered. Her eyes returned to his, filled with shame and self hatred. He didn't like this at all. He rose his hand, bringing it closer to her slowly. Her eyes followed it, and when it got close enough, she squeezed them shut, but didn't pull away. His fingers gently glided across whatever skin didn't look raw or painful. "Serenity, this... is going to hurt." He said as he slid next to her. He softly wrapped his fingers around the arm that was dislocated, and put the palm of his hand against the middle of her back. "But it'll make it better."

She looked up at him worriedly and he had to look away. A sharp yank pulled a scream from her that he never wanted to hear again. It didn't last long, but as it died out it was replaced with quiet sobs and sniffles. She held the now functioning limb against her as she tried to regain herself. Before he could do anything more, the old woman was in the room.

"Oh! So sorry, I didn't know it-she was already occupied again." the woman said bowing. "But she is not cleaned yet. Not yet ready." The woman held something stern in her voice. She seemed keenly aware that Serenity was sobbing in front of a client, let alone him. Her posture read punishment, but she couldn't handle that right now. No, he wouldn't let that happen to her.

"It's fine. I like them this way." He said, lying. The woman turned to him, smiling and sighing in relief. She believed him. He didn't care. He watched her leave, closing the door on her way out. He put his arm around her and pulled her against him. She fit snugly into him and he felt... warm.

"...Kaiba..." She whispered into his jacket. He looked down at the top of her head, but she didn't look up to him. "I want you." His breath caught in his throat and he pried her off of him to look her in the eyes. She had calmed down a little, but was still in rough shape. "I... I need you." She added, sending his psyche into a tailspin of mixed emotions. Was she ready for that just yet? Could she handle him after all that she had been through?

But he wanted her as well. Her need for him fueled his desires. The way she looked up at him, hopefully, innocently, the way her hand clung to his shirt like an anchor in the ocean. This girl... he couldn't deny her. He found himself nodding to her request and slowly placing her on her back. He could tell she wasn't wearing anything under the overcoat. It was done up as if she scrambled to cover herself and didn't care to check if it was right.

He went over each snap button on the coat slowly, gently, until they were all unclipped. His fingers danced along her skin, stroking what was sore and rubbing out the pain of her last encounter. He didn't want her to remember anything of the boy who had been there before. He wanted her to look down at herself and see him. Only him. She was his.

He unzipped himself, moving against her and slipping his pants down to his knees like he had done before. He was over her, but that didn't matter. She still wanted him closer. She reached up, curling her arms under his and hugged him against her. As she buried her face in his neck, he lowered himself down onto her, hugging her back as he pressed into her.

A quiet whimper sounded next to his ear as he continued deeper. She even sounded beautiful. This girl that had plagued him. That still does. He wanted to be closer, even though it wasn't possible. He was addicted.

He sheathed himself completely inside her and could feel her squeeze him. She wanted him so badly. Her legs tangled around his waist and he pulled out slowly. He was going to make her crazy if he kept teasing her with this new gentle style. The way he was breathing let her know it tortured him as well.

"Ah..." His breath became uneven as her hips jerked into him. He picked up a faster rhythmic motion and she moaned through her lips against his skin. It felt so good. She slipped back a bit, grabbing his collar and pulling her face against his. He looked down at her as she lifted her lips almost to his, but yanked herself away at the last moment. She was trying to follow his rules, but it was obvious that it was difficult. It made him lust for her even more. He pressed farther, faster, harder and she gasped and whimpered, clinging to him.

"Yesss...Seto..." She called and he froze. He looked up at him worriedly and watched as his breathing became rapid. Trying to control himself he turned and his eyes finally met hers.

"You... just broke my last rule." He said between gasps of air. Before she could apologize, he plunged into her, making her cry out. "Do it again." He ordered, but she shook her head. He continued to slam into her making her twist and writhe while he lowered his lips to her ear. "Do it."

"Mmmm...Se-Set-" His lips crashed down on hers before she could finish and she moaned into his mouth. She had been in the middle of crying out when they broke. He pumped into her for an eternity and she was so close he could feel it.

"Come Serenity." He whispered. "Come... come for me." He said over and over as he moved. His whispers turned into low growls as he moved faster still. He needed to feel her close on him. Needed her to wriggle and tense. To call him as she came. He needed it. He needed her.

Her entire body gripped him and he collapsed, releasing himself into her. He couldn't stop. His body just wouldn't. The last two weeks of frustration poured from him and into her. She was what he denied himself. It was a mistake he wouldn't make again. It felt like forever before he was finished and could lift himself from her. He looked down at her. She was so delicate. So small beneath him. He engulfed her and she loved it.

He rolled to the side, trying to be more graceful than he was, but ending up flopping down as his arms gave out. He wasn't able to lift his own weight , but she was practically nothing as he pulled her against him. It was where she belonged.

A thought came to mind as he laid there and he glanced at the clock.

"Wake me in an hour." He glanced down at her and watched her nod before letting his head loll back on the pillow. She silently played with his shirt the way he remembered she had done before for at least fifteen minutes, but sure enough, the sound he was waiting for played from her lips.

"You... You're so handsome." He stopped himself from smiling as he pretended to sleep. "I wonder... if you're as pretty under this suit as you are in it." She said, unbuttoning the top button. He wasn't able to stop himself from tensing. He wasn't pretty under the suit. Not at all. His skin itched for him to grab her wrists and stop her but soon that faded as she rebuttoned it. She fiddled with it a little more, unbuttoning and rebuttoning before she spoke again. " I was afraid you wouldn't come back." She admitted sadly. "The girls say you only visit them once and then never again.

"I... I'm glad you came back... and I'm sorry you had to see me like that. I never wanted anyone to see me like that again. But... It wasn't as bad as home." It wasn't as bad as... what was her home like? He had seen her, and it was the most horrid thing... the second most horrid thing he had ever seen. "I... I've never told anyone... but..." He felt her shift and figured she was looking at him. "I trust you..." Yeah, while he was asleep. "My mother... and my father divorced a long time ago. Dad took Joey and Mom... well, obviously she took me." Her head rested back down onto his chest as she continued.

"Life was alright for a few years and I eventually met back up with Joey... that was the first time I saw you. But after that... She met someone. He seemed so nice, at least... until they were married. He used to beat my mom. For a while I would come home and she would be a mess. The first time I saw him actually hit her I tried to stop him... it was the first time … he raped me." Kaiba had to control himself. His free hand clenched but it took everything to keep the rest of him from shaking.

"My mother held me that night and we cried together. She loved me... but that faded as the years went on. She grew to resent me. He stopped hitting her and started hitting me, and she let him. Finally... she couldn't deal with me... stealing her man. She started hitting me... but I never learned. I broke her rules... over and over... just like I break yours. Maybe you should tell on me... maybe this time when they beat me, I'll learn som-" He couldn't take it anymore. He flipped on her, startling her into silence.

"I don't ever want to hear those words from your mouth again. I'm not going to be the cause of your pain. You can break the rules. Break any you want. I'll never tell. Say my name. Kiss me. Grab me, push me, do whatever you want. I'll let you. Every time, I'll let you." Her eyes were wide and she opened and closed her mouth, trying to find words to place to her thoughts.

"You... you were asleep..." she said quietly, still in shock.

"No. I wasn't. I was never asleep. Any of the times." That wasn't entirely true, but he wasn't asleep for when she had opened up to him. Her look of shock multiplied as she moved a hand to cover her gaping mouth. He swiftly took that hand from her face and used his mouth instead. It was a needy kiss, one he wasn't used to giving, but he could do little to restrain himself. He needed her. "I want you to break my rules." He said quietly. "Serenity... do whatever you want. You have the control." He couldn't believe he was saying it, but the words refused to stay inside of him. "You're in control now."

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Happy Easter all! I dont know if I lost some readers, lost some reviewers, or if you guys just didn't have time, but... Sadface. Anyways, as promised, here's the chapter for the day. I take no vacations, I have no holidays off. There will be another chapter tomorrow and the day after and the day after until this fic is done. Let me know what you think about it. I'm always eager to hear thoughts and comments.

Read, Review, Enjoy~ Love!