So the only excuse I have for not updating when I said I would, is I was plain out lazy.

However, I'm proud to say I'm writing three more chapters right now!!

Chapter Seven

It had been a week since Kaiba had seen Yami left. Neither one's schedule would allow them to be with each other without a possible scene. If Yami was at work, Kaiba was at home or working on work. If Seto was at work, than Yami was usually relaxing and preparing for his next shift. However, before Seto had gone to work the morning after he stayed the night at Yami's they both decided their next date would be at the Kaiba Mansion in a week.

When Kaiba "tried" to leave, Yami grabbed his collar of his trench coat and started a make out session. It was only after his grandfather had come out to get his morning coffee that he told the two too to do that in the bedroom and not the front door. Kaiba only nodded while Yami laughed.

Now a week had past.

Time for "Date #2."

It was around dinner time when the doorbell of the Kaiba Mansion was rung. Earlier this week, Kaiba had told all employees that they were to have the weekend off and that they would still be paid as if they had worked. This way, there were no problems.

Except for Aurora.

Normally, she wouldn't question anything he ordered but this had her saying only one thing.

"Please be careful Mr. Kaiba."

"You're early Yami." The other was shaking his umbrella.

"Well, its pouring out so I thought I'd come early." Yami smirked and yanked on Kaiba's tie to bring their lips together. "Want me to leave and come back in 15 minutes?"

"Let me think about that while I do this." Kaiba grabbed put his hands on Yami's waist and walked the two of them into the mansion, all the while they kissed. When Yami was in the mansion, he pushed the door closed and then roughly shoved him against the door.

Moans came from both men.

"Can you guys find each other's tonsils someone else, besides the front door?" Mokuba voiced out. Yugi stood next to him laughing.

Ripping his lips from Yami, Seto looked behind him but kept the other trapped between his body and the door. Not that Yami seemed to mind. In fact, Yami reached around and grabbed Kaiba's ass. He pulled the other closer so their bodies touched almost everywhere. Smirking at the two younger brothers, Yami enjoyed the closeness.

"You could go through the back Mokuba."

"My keys to the mansion are right on table next to the door Seto." Keys were thrown at his head.

"See ya later Yami!" Yugi said as the two left.

"Now where was I?" Seto turned his attention back to Yami.

"Deciding if you wanted me to come back in," Yami looked at his watch, "10 minutes."

"Right."

The two bodies molded together more; Kaiba lifted Yami up by cupping his ass and felt the other's legs wrap tightly around his waist. It was a good thing their brothers had left because both men's arousals were becoming painfully obvious through their jeans. Yami meshed his hands in Kaiba's combed hair. When air became necessary, the two started to lessen on their kiss. His face lay against Yami's neck-collarbone junction while Yami leaned his head against the door.

"Stay."

"Rrrrright." Yami shuttered out.

"Dinner is going to be ready in 15 minutes if you want to go…"

"Yeah."

"Something smells delicious!" Yami exclaimed when he came into the kitchen. "Do you need any help?"

"No. Mind if we sit here at the island?"

"Not at all." The kitchen seemed to be the size of a classroom. There were counters on every single wall space, that wasn't a door or window. He half expected it to be a dark mansion, but like the bathroom, the counters were a light maple color and the walls were a light blue color. The islands were something else. There were four of them. The one next to the backdoor had a stove in it. Half of the counter was burners, while the other half was a cooling section.

Than there was another counter next to the fridge underneath the counter, there was nothing but mini-fridges. Atop of it were a pop machine and little machines for coffees or ice machines. Hell, there was even an ICEE machine. The one counter next to the dishes appeared to have the fancy china dishes. Than there was the final counter.

Seto had put two plate settings next to each other with a little buffet across it, like a buffet for the two of them. On the counter next to that island, there was a stereo playing music. Yami heard a song and tried to identify it.

"You like t.A.T.u.?"

"Yes."

"Who would have thought."

"You sure like putting me in that 'Who would have thought?' area, don't you?" He asked when he put the finishing touches where they were going to sit.

"Yeah. Who else gets to?"

"I'll give you that one. You can go ahead and get yourself something to drink. If you want an actually drink, they are under the ICEE machine."

"No way! And your secretary beat the shit out of her? I'm beginning to like this Aurora more and more." Yami lay on the floor of the living room and laughed as Seto told him stories about his secretary.

"If there is anyone I can count on or trust, besides my brother, its Aurora. This entire week has shown that." Seto lounged on the couch, with one leg stretched out on it and the other on the floor. He had his head lean against the arm of the chair while one of his hands held onto a drink. His jacket and had been dropped on the back of the couch along with Yami's.

"What do you mean?" Yami moved to lie on his side.

"I've never done anything like this before in my life. This entire week, I've been unbearable to her. She is one of the few people that I won't question or get rude to."

"Why were you rude to her?"

"I wasn't."

"What?"

"I was taking her to lunch everyday and giving her more compliments than ever."

Yami sat up and looked like he had been slapped.

"You scared her to death."

"Yeah. She actually hit me her book."

"Good."

"Good?" Seto lifted his head up from the arm of the chair and gave a bewildered look at the other.

"You scared the poor girl. Your probably deserved it."

"This bump says either wise." Kaiba pointed to a small bump right above his eyes with his free hand. Yami crawled over to Kaiba and gave it a small kiss.

"Bertter?"

"Yes." Yami went onto his knees and put a hand on each side of Kaiba's head. Seto only smirked at him.

"I'm glad you feel better." Yami's lips lightly brushed over Seto's. Their eyes locked.

"You're not leaving tonight."

His breath was knocked out of him when Kaiba shoved him up and against the bedroom door when the bedroom door was shut and locked. Clothes started to become undone and thrown wherever. Hands rushed to find whatever skin was underneath the clothing. It seemed that Yami's words of wanting to take this relationship at a pace Seto was comfortable was indeed the truth.

Seto wanted speed. He wanted Yami now!

Never in his life did he think he'd be in a position like this. His last "relationship" was a joke. The guy only wanted to use him in anyway possible. Here, with Seto, it seemed that he wanted only to be on equal ground with him.

As if Seto Kaiba, richest man on the planet, was on the same world as Yami, middle class server.

"Stop thinking Yami. And start feeling." Seto demanded. He nipped at the pulsing vein in Yami's neck.

That got Yami's attention.

When both men had their shirts off and pants starting to become undone, Yami stopped Seto's hands from removing the tie.

"Keep that on. I've always imagined you taking me with a tie on." He whispered seductively into Seto's ear. He lightly bit the other's earlobe and smirked when he felt the other groan and shutter.

Taking matters into his hands, he took Yami's ass and lifted him so Yami understood that Seto was taking control now. Yami moved one hand to Seto's hair while the other one went down to Seto's pants. Through the pants, he felt hidden arousal and passion Seto was starting to release onto Yami. And Yami only!

A wicked idea came to Yami's mind. Instead of trying to undo the pants, he began to stroke Seto and had the pleasure of it jumping into his hand. His head came into contact with the door very painfully when Seto jumped at the shock of a hand stroking him. If he lost his control, he knew Yami would give him crap about it, but for how long? It didn't matter, he couldn't lose control.

"That hurt, Seto."

Seto didn't respond. His tongue responded for him instead, He moved his head until it was licking Yami's nipple. As soon as he felt a little control return, he pulled it with his teeth and felt Yami do a little jump. At the corner of his eye, he saw the other nipple become a little erect and decided to latch onto it. The body beneath was breathing quickly and harshly, as if dying from a slow, very slow death. As he continued to "kill" Yami, he moved them from the door and started to walk to the bed. He prayed that they wouldn't hit anything on the way there.

As if life was that kind.

When he felt the comforter from his bed touch his knees, he realized that life could be kind. Immediately, he had Yami go onto the bed with him following him. When he tried to move, his pants didn't give any lee way. Regrettably, he moved from Yami and the bed. Looking down at his boyfriend, he saw he was in as much heat and pain as he was. Both men kept their eyes on each other; mimicking each other. As Seto reached down to remove his pants completely, Yami did as well. When they were finally nude, except for Seto's tie, he came back to Yami.

Seeing that Seto was moving to slow, Yami sat up a ways and grabbed hold of Seto's tie.

"Now!"

Their lips began a duel of control only to have Yami lose control when Seto brushed his fingertips over his nipples. As if things couldn't make it more painful for him, Seto brushed his arousal against Yami. Shutters throughout their bodies had them become more excited and wither in pain as well. Trying to lose some of that pain, Yami moved from Seto to lie against the pillows only to have Seto on him in a second. Lying full length with Seto, he had Yami spread his legs to accommodate them both.

Yami heard Seto rummage through the nightstand next to bed.

"Long enough arms for you?"

"Here." Seto dropped the lube onto Yami's chest. Slowly he undid the top and when Seto put his fingers next to it, he squirted some. When Seto started to move his fingers around to make them slick, Yami joined him. Yami leaned up to capture Seto's lips. Seto took this as a sign to begin the true pain that was sure to come. Reaching around Yami, he gently circled the outside of Yami's ass hole. When he felt it begin to quiver, he slowly moved one finger into the hole.

His lips were quickly bitten by Yami. He knew it had to be painful when he started to taste blood. Using his free hand, he began to brush Yami's nipples to avert the attention to something more pleasurable. When Yami didn't seem as tense, he slipped one more in.

This time, Yami released his lips to lightly scream. He knew it was painful and had been taken a couple of times but he didn't think he'd truly get through the pain. When a hand grasped his arousal, he jumped at the sensation. He took this time to move his lube covered hand to begin stroking Seto's arousal. When both hands touched at the arousals, they both took both and stroked them.

Seeing Yami was becoming completely void of the pain at this moment, he added his third finger. Waiting for Yami to do something, he was surprised he didn't.

"Now, Seto." Yami whispered.

Doing what Yami asked, he guided himself to Yami's hole. Deciding to go completely in one move, he whispered an apology and entered. As Yami screamed, Seto covered Yami's lips with his own. He took Yami's head into his hands to try the other from hurting himself.

Below, his arousal could feel Yami's wall tighten beyond words around him. Time moved until he felt those walls loosen around him. Looking at Yami's pained expression; he waited until those crimson eyes looked at him. Tears started to leak out and he slowly moved to kiss them away. With every kiss he gave him, he whispered sorry for what he did.

"Se..to."

"Yami. I love you. I'm so sorry."

"If you go slowly, I'll be fine." When Seto refused to move, one of Yami's hands captured Seto's and gently gave him a reassuring squeeze. "Slowly."

Taking lead, he started to move slowly from Yami and back in. When he felt a little resistance, he took that as a positive sign. Arching up with each movement into him, Yami felt a pleasure move into him. Unlike the past times, he had done this, he had never experienced any pleasure, only pain. With Seto, it seemed all that matter was they were both equal and enjoying it. After several thrusts into Yami, Seto became more confident and gave a single harsh push. Instead of screaming pain, he moaned out Seto's name.

Both bodies moved faster with each thrust Seto gave him. Seto used his free hand to reach between their bodies and stroke Yami's neglected arousal. Pre-cum started to leak out.

"Seto!"

Both men came to realize that their peaks were coming. Seto took this into his mind and tried to have them come at the same time.

"SETO!!!" Yami screamed out and squeezed Seto's hand painfully. When Yami shot his cum between bodies and Seto felt that cum shoot between his fingers, he finally came into Yami. Seto collapsed on Yami.

"That was something." Yami breathed out.

"Yeah." With whatever strength he found, Seto rolled off of Yami and onto his back. Feeling a body straddle his, Seto grinned at Yami when he opened his eyes. Yami had one of his hands up with it covered in white stuff. Seto's cum. He grabbed Seto's hand that was covered with his cum and laced them together. Bringing them and his face together, he licked those fingers and than pushed his tongue into Seto's mouth. He felt Seto's arousal begin to harden once more.

Both men licked their hands to be somewhat clean, but still sticky.

"That was beyond hot, Yami."

"I know." Their lips meshed together.

SO, how was it? Cute or not?

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