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"Talk"
'Thoughts'
Tea sat on the throne beside Yami, watching as Seto walked out of the throne room. Away from her once more.
Seto... is going to perform my marriage rituals. It seemed so unreal to her. She blinked, trying to snap her thoughts back into reality. She turned to find Yami standing, offering her his hand. She looked at it and then up to his eyes, blushing and confused.
"If you do not wish to see the gardens, I can escort you back to your room," Yami said after a moment, his risen hand slowly pulling back. Tea beamed. She figured she would have to talk to Seto later. She quickly placed her hand into his and allowed him to lead her down the steps of the throne, out of the large room, down long hallways and finally, outside.
"I hope that you will find my gardens suitable to your tastes," Yami said, smiling back at her over his shoulder. But Tea could barely see him. Or anything for that matter. She was squinting to the point where her eyes were practically closed, and she was using her free hand to make some shade over her eyes. Yami stopped and turned to face her, concern spreading over his handsome features.
"Are you alright, princess Tea?" he asked, not releasing her hand from his own. Tea smiled sweetly and nodded. Although she didn't even want to imagine what she looked like, squinting the way she was and shading her eyes as best she could.
"The sun here is brighter than in Greece, I imagine?" Yami guessed, leading her onwards, but slower. Tea tried not to laugh sarcastically.
"Yes, it is indeed much brighter than in my homeland," she said. Tea blinked quickly, forcing her eyes to adjust to the bright sunlight. As she looked around, she noticed that they were walking across what seemed to be a courtyard. It seemed to be as wide as it was long, with guards posted every so often between the pillars. The sun was quickly making her hot, but she was grateful once again for the thin clothing. Everything shone like gold in the sun. The bits of sand that lay beneath their feet on the hard ground glittered like jewels. Tea smiled as a breeze blew past them, through her hair. She kept on walking, keeping in mind to ask Yami for permission to later have a closer look at his palace. And of Egypt and its people.
'That bastard.' Seto cursed his cousin countless times in his mind. He could hardly concentrate on his translations and his hands shook with fury. Tossing one of the old scrolls aside, he turned and leaned angrily against his wooden desk.
'He thinks he can humiliate me like this?'Seto clearly remembered the look of satisfaction on Yami's face. He wished he could have ripped it right off.
'He doesn't even know Tea. And she doesn't even love him! She loves me.' He stopped short. Memories of their passionate kisses before arriving at the palace flooded his mind. And Seto realized that no matter what, he could never have her. And, as if to drain all doubts of that out of him, he was the one who was supposed to hand her over to Yami. Sighing, Seto ran a hand through his brown hair. Unable to keep his mind on his work, he headed out of the scroll room to look for another task to take up his time. And as he entered the hallway he found one.
Stopping in the stairwell doorway, he raised a brow and watched his little brother hiding behind a large plant in a large pot. As two guards walked by, a head of black hair appeared behind the large green leaves and moved backwards slowly. Mokuba appeared, his back to his brother, tiptoeing his way backwards down the hall. It was anyone's guess that he was keeping his eye on the guards. As he turned around, he collided with Seto's legs and fell back on the ground.
"Oh, h-hello big brother," he said with a grin. Seto only frowned at him.
"Have you been eating too much lately, Mokuba?" His little brother stood up and shook his head, slowly making his way away from Seto. "Your stomach seems to have grown quite a bit," Seto said, pointing to the large and protruding ball in his little brother's clothes.
"Oh, this is nothing," Mokuba laughed, then turned and walked quickly to the stairway.
"Mokuba." There was complete silence, and a black puppy slowly emerged from behind the wall. Seto tried his best not to smile as his little brother's hands placed the puppy down and then the rest of him appeared, his head dropped.
"I thought I already spoke to you about this," Seto said, eying the dog as it sat at his brother's feet, scratching behind its ear.
"I know but..." Seto shook his head and sighed.
"Mokuba, you know that animals are not allowed within the palace walls, especially dogs. And you know what would happen to it if another priest finds out." Mokuba nodded slowly. "Now, I want you to go get rid of it. For good." Picking the animal up, Mokuba looked into Seto's eyes, blinking back tears. "Go," Seto said, refusing to be softened by the sight of his brother's sadness.
"Yes, big brother," Mokuba said. As soon as he had gone, Seto turned and headed down the hallway.
What am I going to do with that boy? he thought fondly. And it occurred to him. He had to introduce him to Tea.
Mokuba stood near the back gate and placed the small animal on the ground. The puppy stared at him expectantly with shinning eyes and a small tail wagging behind it. Mokuba sighed and tried to shoo the animal away, but the animal took it as a sign of a new game and began running around Mokuba.
"No, go away," Mokuba said as seriously as he could, hoping his new friend would understand. The dog gave him a blank stare. Sighing, Mokuba turned on his heel and made his way back to the palace.
"I had to do it. Big brother wanted me to." He explained to himself softly. Though there were times when he felt Seto didn't quite understand how lonely and especially boring it was for him here. If there were ever other children in the palace, they spent the majority of their childhoods preparing themselves for whatever role they played to help out the pharaoh until they died, only to be replaced by their future generations. So of course, there was no time for them to play.
As he entered the palace hallways again, he noticed a young woman walking briskly down the long corridor, apparently searching for something. Mokuba smiled and walked up to her. Stopping in her tracks, she stared at him.
"Hello," she greeted him.
"Are you lost?" He asked, never having seen her around before.
"Actually, I am." She admitted, smiling. Mokuba beamed.
"Well then, would you like me to show you around?" He offered, straightening himself up quickly. The young woman looked behind her, as if thinking to turn back, but then grinned down at him.
"Oh! I would love that! Are you sure it's alright?" She asked, looking a bit worried.
"Oh, it's no problem at all." He said. And then, to his surprise, she extended her hand out to him.
"I'm afraid I need to be fully guided around. I know nothing about Egypt or the palace or... anything." She was indeed a very beautiful young woman and Mokuba liked her smile. He shyly took her hand and smiled up at her. A warm feeling flooded his heart. He had never had anyone other than Seto hold his hand. And it somehow felt warm and safe holding this young woman's.
"Well, then I'll start off by welcoming you to Egypt," Mokuba said as they walked together.
Tea listened intently as the boy explained in very rich detail, all about the palace, what many of the markings in them symbolized, the legends of the gods, and then about which cook to get food from secretly if she ever wished for a snack.
"Want to see?" he said with a mischievous grin that brought an image of Seto to her mind for some odd reason.
"Sure," she said, allowing him to lead her to a stairway that led to a lower level of the palace. The entryway to the stairs alone was making her mouth water with the aromas of meats and spices.
"Wait here." He whispered, leaving her at the foot of the steps. She watched him run down the steps with a grin on his face. She looked around again, eagerly fidgeting with her necklace in her hands. She wished desperately to see Seto again. But she was very much enjoying her Egyptian lessons from this boy. Just then, his black hair dashed by her. She spun around to see him running outside. Looking back at her, he beckoned her as best he could with his head.
"Come on." He said, his arms full of food. Laughing, Tea ran with him, towards a grassy patch alongside the palace wall. Sitting side by side, they ate and laughed as the boy explained to Tea more about Egypt and its people.
"You seem to be a very wise boy." She said to him, taking another bite from a delicious sweet biscuit she was eating. He laughed.
"I may know a lot, but I don't know if I'm wise." He said.
"Oh my. I'm sorry. I never introduced myself." She said, feeling quite embarrassed. "My name is Tea," she said. She expected him to become flustered and begin to bow before her, as almost everyone in the palace seemed to be doing at the sight of her. Instead he grinned and replied,
"My name is Mokuba. Nice to meet you." Tea smiled and looked back out to the Egyptian sands. She could see the village far ahead, people seeming so tiny at their distance.
"Can we go exploring in the village as well?" she asked. Looking at him, she noticed a longing look in his eyes.
"No, I'm afraid we can't." He answered softly, which made Tea frown slightly.
"But why not?" she asked curiously. Mokuba smiled sadly up at her.
"Well, for one, hardly anyone in the palace goes to interact with the commoners, except for the high priest. And we'd need permission from the pharaoh. Then we'd have to get guards to accompany us. And unless it's not for some important task, no one bothers to go through all that trouble for a tour. Especially not for fun." Tea sighed. Then she looked down at him and asked,
"Mokuba, what can you tell me about the high priest?" To her surprise he laughed and answered,
"Almost anything you want to know." She blinked a few times in surprise.
"You know him that well?" Mokuba grinned with pride.
"I should. He's my big brother."
Seto's teeth were clenched so tightly together that he thought he might shatter them against each other.
My life gets better with each passing moment, he thought miserably. He was standing in the throne room once again, surrounded by servants, guards, cooks, and a number of other peasant workers who were seeking him for advice on the wedding preparations. Questions and concerns were being thrown at him, opinions were flying everywhere and it was becoming a bit too much for Seto's sanity to handle. He raised a hand and there was absolute silence. "Would someone tell me why you're addressing me with these matters?" A servant cleared his throat and stammered,
"Y-your eminence... the pharaoh said that you would b-be the one to c-carry out the cerem-mony." Seto's expression was frozen solid and his stare unmoving.
"What does that have to do with the preparations for the ceremony?" He asked simply. A familiar voice spoke up, causing Seto to look at its source with an uncaring blank gaze.
"All arrangements made for any occasion are appointed to the person carrying them out."
Serenity's smile reminded Seto of watching a snake hiss its long, betraying tongue out between its poisonous fangs.
"Fine. Then I want a white silk dress for the princess, the purest gold you can find for her jewelry. The traditional white garment for the pharaoh. I want there to be no lack of food or drink. I want music to sound from here to Greece. Do not adorn the entire throne room. I want the back area, especially the balcony, decorated accordingly, as I will preform the ritual there. Prepare ink for the markings on the king and queen's arms. I want water ready to be blessed by Isis and guards posted at the princess' door. Many will stand guard outside the palace, between it and the village, preferably. The others will be guarding at the ceremony." Finishing his instructions, he turned on his heel and headed to the doors. Everyone broke into a running and frantic frenzy, shouting and scurrying about everywhere.
That should keep them busy, he thought.
"Your eminence," Serenity's voice called. Without looking back or stopping Seto said,
"I gave everyone instructions. Shouldn't you be in a kitchen?" Stepping outside Seto made his way back to the scroll room.
Might as well get back now, he figured.
"And this concludes our trip through the palace," Mokuba said in a snobby tone, making the princess giggle with joy.
"Well, it certainly was entertaining, if not much educational." Mokuba smiled sheepishly.
"I know I should pay more attention to my classes, but they are so boring." Tea nodded her head. She had given her father the same reason many times, but regardless had been forced to attend them. Though she would never admit it out loud, she was grateful she had attended those lessons.
"Well, I think I should be heading back to my chambers." She said, standing up. "What would we do with this extra food?" she pointed to the loaf of bread they hadn't eaten. Mokuba shrugged carelessly.
"Leave it here, and the maids will get to it."
"Are you sure?" She seemed uncertain. He smirked.
"After all, they get paid for it." She nodded her head after a moment of deliberation, and began walking down the corridor where Mokuba had said her room was. Mokuba followed her. Suddenly they heard a bark. Immediately, their heads whipped around to spot the source and both were pleasantly surprised to see a small puppy munching on the spare loaf of bread.
"Aww," Tea cooed. "How cute!" Mokuba, however, walked towards the animal.
"What are you doing here?" He said in a panicked voice. "I told you to leave."
"Is this your dog?" She asked curiously, coming to stand beside the adorable creature, who now peeked at her with tiny beady eyes.
"I wish," Mokuba said sadly. "Animals, especially dogs, are not allowed within the palace. So I can't keep it. If the guards find out, they will hurt him to scare him away from here." Ignoring his warnings, Tea sat down to pet the dog.
"He seems so sweet." She scratched the puppy behind the ears and he let out a pleased growl.
"You shouldn't do that," Mokuba warned, "If someone sees you you'll be-."
"What is happening here?" Too late. Someone had discovered them. Mokuba quickly turned around to face Mahado, Yami's ever so loyal servant.
"Nothing." Mokuba said, trying to hide the dog behind his form, but Mahado was smart. He managed to spot the animal easily. After all, Mokuba wasn't big enough to shield it.
"Is that a dog?" Mahado said in a shocked tone. "And what is the princess doing near it?" Panic overcame his voice. "Oh Ra, what blasphemy!" Before Mokuba or Tea could react, he was standing beside them, hauling Tea on her feet and away from the confused animal.
"Mokuba, how could you let that filthy animal touch the princess?" Mahado scolded. Once again, Mokuba tried to speak, but Mahado beat him to it. "Oh, I don't have time to listen to your excuses. I have to get the princess to the purification chambers immediately!" Without another word, he turned towards the direction he had come from and dragged Tea with him, leaving Mokuba and the dog rooted to their spot.
"Please, what are you doing?" Tea asked the worried man.
"You must be rid of that animal's filth!" Mahado said in a disgusted tone, not stopping.
"But that dog is not filthy. He is cute, and such a sweet animal." She tried to explain, but he ignored her and continued his descend down the hallway, until they stood before two great doors. He paused for a moment, and then entered, Tea not too far behind thanks to his grip on her wrist. They seemed to be in a medium sized room.
"Ishizu..." he called out, much to Tea's surprise. "Priestess, where are you?" And not after long, a woman appeared. Tea recognized her as one of the many people Yami had introduced her to. She was the only female priestess in Yami's court. The woman proceeded to come towards them and Tea got an opportunity to get a better look at the female. She was very attractive, with her flowing raven hair and wise blue eyes.
"Mahado, what is the matter?" Ishizu asked in a very calm tone. "Why is the princess here?"
"A dog has touched her. She must be purified!" Ishizu nodded her head and motioned for them to follow her. Completely confused as to why this was such a big deal, Tea let herself be dragged after the two. They entered what seemed to be a giant hall of some kind. Numerous statues of Egyptian gods stood against the walls, intimidating the occupants of the room with their massive heights. In the middle of the hall was a reservoir of water, appearing like a well with stones surrounding it, 6 inches in height. They proceeded towards it. Upon a closer look, Tea gasped in surprise. It wasn't a well like she had imagined. It was a spring. Water was sprouting out from the ground.
"I'll handle this Mahado. You should get back to your duties." Ishizu said, not turning back to look at the priest.
"Um... very well." He finally said and reluctantly turned away, leaving them in privacy.
"Where did the dog touch you princess?" Ishizu asked patiently. Tea held out her hand.
"To tell you the truth, I touched it." Tea said with a smile. To her surprise, the woman smiled back.
"Please, sit at the edge of the stone boundary," Ishizu instructed softly and Tea obeyed. Ishizu took Tea's hand in hers and with the other hand, she poured water over it muttering words Tea didn't understand.
"What exactly are you doing?" Tea asked with much curiosity.
"I am purifying your hand."
"So this is special water?" Tea asked, eying the hall. It was mostly empty besides the statues.
"This water is sacred,. Ishizu said. "It is a gift from the gods to our pharaoh and a proof of his nobility. This hall was not a part of palace until our Pharaoh's birth." As Ishizu explained, Tea's eyes widened. "This is the edge of the palace. Beyond those walls," Ishizu pointed to the walls to Tea's left and her right, "are the villages. As a child, pharaoh Yami loved to play here, so his father decided to include this land in the palace boundary so pharaoh Yami would still be withing palace limits, as royal children are not allowed to go outside the protective boundaries." At this, the princess frowned, but didn't interrupt the speaking woman.
"This very spot was pharaoh Yami's favorite. He would sit here and play for hours with high priest Seto. It was during their games that pharaoh Yami fell on the ground, at this very same spot where the water now springs, and scraped his knee. But the gods sprung forth this spring from the barren ground. It healed his knee, and served as a proof of his rightful title as our pharaoh. This stone wall was built to preserve this water, though there is no need for it. As long as the Yami is our pharaoh and the gods favor him , the water will keep flowing." Tea was amazed at the story. These people certainly believed in strange things... though they were quite fascinating.
"There." Ishizu said, handing her hand back to her. "We are finished. But you should be more careful." She chided in a wise tone, reminding Tea so much of Lyna. "I know of your affection towards animals, but Egypt and it's palace rules are different. As a queen, you must abide by certain rules, and know to mind certain boundaries." Tea felt as if Ishizu was talking about something other than just animals, and perhaps even warning her of something, but she just couldn't quite place her finger on what it was. Sighing, she chose to let time be her guide in this matter and nodded at the older woman.
"Thank you," she said graciously. Ishizu nodded her head and Tea took her leave. Inside, Ishizu turned to the giant statue of Ra and knelt before it.
"Please, almighty Ra, protect the palace... protect us from the misfortune that is to befall upon this place. Please... I beg of you..." Her voice broke off ever so slightly. "Let my vision be wrong."
Seto sat in his room, seething as usual. The scroll interpretation was nearly complete but it had taken him much longer than planned. Also, he knew Yami was ready to throw another useless task at him. Plus, the marriage ceremony preparation was up to him as well. And being the perfectionist he was, he wanted it to be perfect. But that wasn't the worst part. The knowledge that he was going to place her hand in his rival's set his blood on fire. But there was nothing he could do about it. With that came depression and heartbreak. The one thing he had wanted so much was taken from him and given to Yami, just like everything else.
"Damn it!" He yelled in frustration. Once again, there was only one thought in his head. It wasn't fair. It just wasn't fair.
"I need to get out of here." He concluded. Maybe if he stepped out and got some fresh air, he would be able to concentrate better and maybe finish this damned task.
One step out of his room, and he was greeted by the hustle and bustle of the palace life. The scrambling servants, the strict guards, the flirting woman... gods , he was regretting coming out here. Before he could turn on his heel and get away from such hell, a mass of brown hair caught his eye.
'Tea.' Before he could process another single thought, his feet were carrying him towards the woman who had robbed him of his peace.
"Te-- Princess." He addressed her formally, adding a bow to show his respect. After all, he didn't want this to be the topic of today's gossip.
"Oh Seto!" she squealed. "I've been looking all over for you." Obviously, she was oblivious to his intentions. "Where have you been hiding?" Her joyful voice got the attention of many passing by servants and guards. Inwardly, Seto rolled his eyes. Didn't these people have anything better to do than to entertain themselves with other peoples' lives?
"I have been interpreting ancient scrolls." He replied, motioning her towards the direction of his study. Catching on, she added,
"Oh, how very interesting. Would you mind if I take a look?"
"Not at all, princess. Please, come this way." He began walking towards his study, Tea following closely.
What she had said was true. She really had been looking all over for him. She wanted to speak to him, to hold him, to be held by him. It was as if she needed him, like an addict needed his daily dose. As they neared his study room, her palms began sweating in anticipation. What would happen inside? What would he say to her? Nervousness coupled by excitement filled the pit of her stomach.
They entered a spacious room, filled with shelves upon shelves of scrolls. Inside was a table covered with scrolls with symbols she recognized, yet didn't understand. Once they were completely inside, Seto slammed the door shut and grabbed her arm, pulling her close to him. Without giving her chance to even gasp in surprise, he pressed his lips against her in hungry kiss. This hadn't been his intention in the beginning, but just the thought of having her to himself if only for a few moments drove him insane with desire.
He kissed her passionately, mashing their lips together so hard as to devour her whole. His hands snaked around her waist, pressing her close enough to feel her skin trembling. She wasn't one to be left behind. She countered back with the same amount of passion, kissing with the same ferocity. Her hands reached for his hair, pulling his head down to press their lips closer, if that was even possible. They kissed for as long as they could, until air made it's importance known. Reluctantly they pulled back, hands remaining on each others bodies to keep the other from moving away. Seto was the first to regain his breath. He smirked at her disheveled form. She noticed his smirk and gave a small smirk of her own, before lacing her head on his chest.
"I missed you." She whispered. He held her tighter and kissed the top of her head. The gods knew he had missed her too. But there was nothing that could be done about what they felt. It was the sad truth. He wondered how to tell her when he himself refused to accept it.
"Seto..." Her sweet voice brought him out of his thoughts and focused back on her. "What are we going to do?" He didn't need her to explain what she meant. He knew that she was talking about the wedding, and to be completely honest with himself, he didn't know.
"I don't want to marry him." There. She had said it. She had said what he wanted to hear from her, but didn't do any good besides making him feel better for the moment? No.
"You have no choice." He said in a defeated voice. "We have no choice. You are his betrothed, and are to be wed to him. It had already been decided, long before we even knew of each other's existence."
"But I don't want to!" she repeated like a spoiled child. "Isn't there anything we can do?" He opened his mouth to speak, but a knock on the door interrupted him. Angry, he shot a glare towards the thick wood, barking a "What?" at whoever was out there.
"Your eminence, the pharaoh requests your presence in the throne room right away." A meek voice spoke. Seto sighed. Damn that man. Turning to Tea, he said,
"I have to leave. Go back to your room." But she grabbed his robe tightly, staring at him with fierce eyes.
"I'm not leaving." He sighed. Why was she being so stubborn?
"Someone will find out." He said.
"I don't care. Maybe then they'll stop this wedding."
"They'll do a lot more than that. You don't understand how things work here." She only stared in defiance and he resisted his urge to roll his eyes.
"Listen to me, I'll talk to you later." He tried to usher her out of the room.
"Meet me in my room tonight." His eyes widened a fraction. "Promise me," she urged him
"Fine." A smile broke across her beautiful face, adding a glow to it that had his heart fluttering. He couldn't wait until tonight.
Tea paced back and forth in her room, eyes darting to the door every once in a while. Where was he? He had promised to meet her tonight, and so she had arrived early to be alone with him. But so far, he hadn't graced her with his presence, and it was frustration her. She didn't know how long she could wait. Letting out a small groan of frustration, she advanced towards the door, ready to drag him away from whatever he was doing. As her hand reached for the door, it opened, causing her to stumble back in shock.
"Seto!" She squealed in delight and threw her arms around him. "I knew you would come." He smiled, shutting the door behind him.
"I promised, and I never break a promise that I make to special people."
"So I'm special to you then?" She said coyly and he let out a small chuckle. It rumbled through his chest, causing a delicious feeling to arise in her body.
"Listen to me Tea." He said, his voice serious, as he pushed her away from his body to stare at her.
"We need to talk." She slowly nodded her head and walked towards her bed.
"Seto, I don't want to marry him." She stated plainly.
"You have no choice." He answered in a platonic tone. "You were betrothed to him. You belong to him now."
"I belong to no one." She said defiantly. "Only to the one I willingly give myself to, and it's you."
"Tea, you don't understand! We can never be. You and I are impossible." His voice rose an octave, mirroring his frustration. He stopped short, hands curled into fists. "I can't be with you, Tea. Please try to understand that."
"You don't want to be with me?" She said, moisture beginning to appear in her eyes. He immediately took her in his arms again and held her close.
"No, that's not what I said at all." He said in an urgent whisper. "I want to be with you. The gods know how much I want you... but... I can't. If someone finds out, there will be a Hades to pay far greater than you can ever imagine." She looked up at him with those lively big blue eyes of hers and he explained. "Our relationship is blasphemous, and illegitimate in the eyes of others. You are my queen, to be wed to my cousin. I am not supposed to have any improper thoughts about you what so ever. I... if Yami or anyone else finds out, they'll punish me and you." Her eyes widened in fear but he continued. "I don't know what will become of you or of myself... but I don't want to wait and find out. I want to end this now." He ran his fingers through her hair. "I care about you so much, Tea... and that's why I'm doing this. After tonight, we will not be anything more than high-ranking individuals inhabiting the same living space."
"But... I... I lo--." Seto placed his lips upon hers, stopping her confession before it came out. He knew if he heard those three precious words, he would never be able to let her go, and he needed to let her go for good. Pulling away from her crying face, he turned to leave the room, but her small hands grabbed at his robe.
"Please, Seto... stay with me." Her soft pleading voice made him turn and she buried her face in his chest. "Don't leave me alone...please." Feeling guilty at being the cause of her tears, he decided it was better to stay for the while, at least until she was asleep. Nodding, he led her towards the bed. She followed, sobbing ever so slightly. When reaching their destination, Seto gently pushed her onto the bed and began pulling away but she pulled him back down so that he was leaning on her.
"Stay with me." She begged again, resting her forehead against his. He nodded slowly and watched as she moved away to make space for him at her side. He laid beside her and wrapped his arms around her fragile form.
Silence occupied the room as Seto ran his hands through her hair. Tea's body had stopped shaking, indicating that she had most likely stopped crying. He shifted against her and lowered his face to kiss her on the forehead, but she moved her face up, causing him to to press their lips together. Electricity ran through his body as her soft lips moved slowly against his. Her tongue gently entered his mouth, tugging at the corners, coaxing him to respond. He felt a fire raging within him, engulfing him immediately. His hands wound themselves around her waist, pulling her flush against his now aroused body. Her hands tangled themselves in his hair, sensually pulling at the strands.
"Tea..." Seto whispered against her lips, breathing heavily. "This is not right." Her reply was another passionate kiss on his lips. Seto eagerly kissed back, the thoughts of resistance fleeing from his mind momentarily. But reality struck again, and he withdrew himself from her.
"Tea... stop this." His attempt to sound stern failed due to his raspy voice. Instead of complying, she rubbed her body against his highly aroused one in one sensual motion, causing him to groan in pleasure. Her hand slipped under his robe, rubbing at his chest with eager fingers, while her tongue darted out shyly to taste the skin of his neck, which felt like fire under her wet contact. All rational thoughts flew out of his mind and letting out an aroused growl, he attacked her lips again. He moved so he was on top of her, pressing her soft body down on the mattress.
"Tea... are you sure you want this?" he whispered breathlessly, pulling away to look into her lust filled blue orbs.
"Yes," she said. "I want this. I want you. I love you, Seto." This time he didn't stop her. He wanted to hear her again. He pressed his large body against her own delicate one, pinning her arms above her head as he sucked at the skin of her collar bone. The sound of her sharp intake of breath only sent more waves of pleasure to crash through his insides. "Say it again," he said in a soft voice. She repeated the three words slowly and he smiled. She loved him. He could feel her own deeply aroused body writhing sensually against him. As he released her arms, he slowly removed the thin white fabric covering her chest and his ears took in the sweet sound of her moan. Wanting desperately to hear it again he lowered his mouth to her hot skin. The moan that followed was much louder and more passionate, and Seto felt that he would never hear enough.
Deep into the night, the moon's light shone down and cast dark shadows across two figures that moved slowly and rhythmically together. Every so often, a soft cry would be emitted, followed by a gentle groan and a desperate intake of breath. Soft, passionate whispered words of love were said and Seto's thoughts only confirmed what he felt;
Yami had lost.
Hello. This is Want2BFree. My deepest and most heart-felt apologies to all of those fans who have been waiting for this update. I hope you enjoy this chapter and will read onto the next one when flashchimp, and I, write it.
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