Play Your Part, Seto
Chapter 10
Warm Up My Soul
The good thing about holding a housewarming party in early January was that it was still so cold that no one objected to spending their free evening inside. Also, it kept the more energetic guests from trying to go out onto the balcony. That was what Katsuya had told Seto in order to get the brunet to agree on holding the party in the first place after Seto's new apartment had been furnished. The invited guests included Yami, Yugi, Anzu, Honda, and Shizuka. The last one had been a last minute invitation when Shizuka had suddenly dropped by for a weekend visit at her father and brother's apartment. There was only one uninvited guest, and that was simply because that one person did not need an invitation so Katsuya had skipped him. Yup, Bakura was on the scene as well.
"I have to admit that this wasn't exactly what I had in mind when you said that your dad bought you an apartment", Yami commented from his seat on one of the deep blue couch's armrests. It was the only way he could sit beside Yugi without chasing Shizuka and Honda off of the couch. "I really expected some sort of a student apartment, but this is a condo." The star-haired youth spread out one of his arms for emphasis. "No other high school student in Japan could possibly afford this."
"If they had a rich pa who wanted them out of the house they could", Bakura's voice commented from one of the armchairs, the other left for Anzu to take with Katsuya and Seto having taken over the second couch. Well, Seto was simply sitting on the couch; Katsuya was the one who had spread his legs out on top of the cushions.
"It's pretty big for just one person", Yugi spoke out and Anzu let out a sound of agreement before saying: "That's exactly what I was thinking too!" The brunette turned her gaze to Seto. "You sure you'll be fine with just yourself here?"
"I won't be here alone", Seto answered simply, deciding that that would be a better answer than saying that he was used to living in spaces large enough to drown in. Actually, even living alone in the condo would have been an improvement to the Kaiba mansion. But, knowing Anzu's emphatic nature, it was better to stick to the less depressing truth.
"Oh?" Anzu questioned before turning to Katsuya. "You're moving in with Kaiba-kun?"
"How the heck did you get your old man to agree to it?" Honda exclaimed, leaning so far forward in his seat that Seto thought he might tip off. The girl sitting next to him did not share his excitement even though she was clearly equally astonished. Shizuka's expression was almost outraged as she shouted out: "Why didn't you tell me you were moving out?"
"Guys!" Katsuya bellowed, lifting his arms to silence the ruckus. "I'm not moving in with Seto. We wouldn't even dare mention such a thing to my dad." The blond leaned against Seto, huffing. "Seto's cousin is going to be attending Domino University and will be rooming with Seto."
"Really? What's he like?" Yugi asked. Seto leaned towards the coffee table and moved aside the couple of magazines Katsuya had brought along as light reading earlier the same day. There was a picture between two magazines, one Seto had shown to Katsuya when the topic had come up before. He handed it over the table to Yugi, who took it with an expectant smile and looked it over.
"That's Ryou. His mother is my father's sister", Seto explained curtly. He was not about to go over his entire family history with the room full of people. It was enough that he told them what they needed to know and nothing more.
"Hey, he looks familiar…" Yugi commented as he scanned the picture more closely, Yami nodding his head beside him. Honda also leaned to the side to have a peek and laughed.
"He looks just like Bakura!" the brunet added with a couple of chuckles accompanying the statement.
Bakura immediately rose up from his seat and stormed over to grab the picture to look at it critically. Anzu came up beside him a moment later to glance at the photo as well.
"Truly", Anzu breathed out, clearly amazed. "You can't deny that there is a resemblance."
The response from Bakura was a scoff before the albino huffed: "The only feature we share is our hair color. His face and eyes are completely different from mine." The male paused for a moment. "Plus, he's really skinny."
"Well, Ryou isn't a thug like you", Seto spoke out, feeling that he should defend his family member from an unjust judging. "He's always been more interested in books rather than sports." The brunet turned to Katsuya briefly. "He's into literature too."
"Cool", Katsuya said with a smile. "Maybe we can be study partners, or just chat."
"A yet another thing that separates him from me!" Bakura snapped loudly, clearly not liking being ignored. He looked back at the photo he was still holding. "…He has eyes like Jou's."
"They only have the same color", Seto commented off-handedly. He should know such things; he had grown up with Ryou and had spent a lot of time staring at Katsuya's face and eyes. He could tell the two pairs apart anywhere.
"You know, we should really do something about this party", Shizuka spoke out after staying silent for so long. "I mean, we came here for a party and so far we've only been sitting around and stuffing our faces with the treats Katsuya forced Seto-san to buy for us."
"Hey!" Katsuya exclaimed indignantly. "I didn't force him!"
"Ooh, but I bet you persuaded him a bit, eh?" Honda jeered humorously. Katsuya glowered at the male while Seto masked the laugh that threatened to escape by standing up from his seat, the sudden lack of support sending Katsuya sprawling onto the cushions.
"I could put on some music", Seto offered while pointing out a CD-player with his right hand. The device had been the last electronic piece added into the apartment. Seto would have actually preferred not having the thing there at all; it was taking up space from his bookshelf that could have been used for books. But both Katsuya and Mokuba had insisted that Seto needed a player for who knows what reasons.
"Yeah!" Katsuya exclaimed, leaping up from the couch and rushing past Seto to the player. "Let's dance a bit!" The blond turned to grin at the rest of the room. "Any requests?"
"From Kaiba's music?" Bakura balked with a grimace. "Forget it!"
Katsuya clicked his tongue in disapproval before saying: "I brought some of my own CDs over."
"Oh!" Bakura's tone of voice immediately brightened. "Then anything is good!"
"Good", Katsuya murmured and Seto swore he could actually hear the smirk in his boyfriend's voice. The blond shuffled around some and a few moments later a soft tune started to play from the radio.
"What the hell is this shi-?" Bakura started to shout, but was cut off by Katsuya's even louder snap of: "Watch your language around my sister, bastard!" The words were followed by giggles from Shizuka, a sigh from Anzu and some low chuckles from Honda and Yami.
The sounds of laughter had barely faded away when Seto found himself grabbed by his widely smiling boyfriend, who pulled him to the open floor. Seto must have looked lost, since Katsuya started to speak: "I'm going to teach you how we dance on informal occasions." The blond paused to place both of Seto's hands onto his hips before turning to the rest of the room and calling: "Otomya, Yugi! You dance too!" A smirk came to his lips. "And you should take Honda for a spin, Shizuka!"
"Hey!" Honda snapped indignantly as Yami and Yugi stood up from the couch, both laughing and the sounds mingling together in a manner that was so perfect that it made Seto want to puke. "What do you mean take me for a spin? Shouldn't it be the other way around?"
"No way!" Katsuya laughed merrily. "Shizuka is a Jounouchi, and we Jounouchi's are always in control of every situation." The blond placed his hands on Seto's shoulders and leaned in to speak into the juncture between Seto's chin and ear: "Don't you think so too, honey?"
It was unbelievable, but true. Seto actually felt a shiver run up his body at the feel of the other's warm breath on his sensitive skin. The whole day Katsuya had been touching him more than normal, staying unusually close to the brunet at all times. Seto knew to suspect foul play on the blond's part but he was not too worried about it; Katsuya would never harm him in any way.
"Certainly, dear", Seto murmured back, keeping his voice low simply for the reason that he knew it had an effect on Katsuya. Indeed, the blond did huddle closer to him and the two of them started to rock in place to the tune of the music. Yami and Yugi had already started moving in the same manner and Shizuka was dragging Honda to join them.
There were some good sides in dancing this way, Seto mused as he and Katsuya started to move around slightly. Surely this style was dull and boring, but it also required Seto to be much closer to Katsuya than ballroom dancing did. Their long legs slid between and beside the other's with ease and Seto could feel Katsuya's body heat from where their chests met.
It was a very peculiar combination, the mix of soft tunes with the closeness of Katsuya's body. It was peculiar because of the effect it had on Seto; it always made the brunet feel romantic. He slid his arms further forward, grasping his hands together behind Katsuya's back and creating an embrace. The change in their position brought Katsuya's head to Seto's shoulder, close enough for Seto to whisper into the other's ear so that they would not be overheard over the music.
"You're no passing phase, Katsuya", Seto murmured softly, sounding almost seductive without meaning to. "I'm never letting you go."
"Good", Katsuya breathed out gently. "I'll hold on to you just as tight." The blond's arms wrapped around the back of Seto's neck for emphasis and that was what clued Seto to the fact that there was something special here, shared between him and the blond he was sharing an embrace with. That was why the brunet felt so disappointed when the song came to an end and a faster beat began to play as replacement. He let go of Katsuya and moved over to sit on the couch, saying that he had danced enough to get him through the next few months. Of course, Seto could have been persuaded to think otherwise, but that would have been only by another slow song with Katsuya as his partner.
The songs Katsuya played after that were mostly faster ones so that everyone could take part in the dancing. It gave Seto the chance to simply sit back and relax, even though that proved to be difficult with the party going on in the room. But, Seto did not really think there was much for him to do there; Katsuya was handling the role of graceful host much better than Seto could ever hope to.
Soon enough the party slowed down as evening approached and before Seto had as much as a chance to get snappy, Katsuya was already herding the horde out. The blond was very polite about it, though, and everyone agreed that it was time to call it a day.
After the door had been closed after the last of the guests, Katsuya walked back into the living room. The blond stopped in the doorway, staring at Seto with an unreadable gaze. It worried the brunet slightly.
"What is it?" Seto asked from the shorter teen, causing the blond to blink like he had been in a daze. Finally, Katsuya spoke out: "I have a gift for you." The blond turned around. "I'll go get it." With that the blond vanished and Seto was left waiting on the couch, wondering what was the cause for Katsuya's odd behaviour.
The blond was back soon, along with a reasonably small wrapped package. It was the size of a chocolate box and Seto wondered what it might contain. Katsuya walked over to Seto's seat and handed the package over. Seto accepted it with a thank you.
"I'll be right back", Katsuya said then, further bewildering Seto. "You open your present." And then the boy turned around to make his way to the room Seto had given for the blond to use that night. It had been planned to be used as the guest room of the apartment, but Seto knew its most usual occupant was going to be Katsuya. It was on the first floor of the condo, along with Seto's room. The upper floor held mostly empty rooms, one of them left empty on purpose so that Ryou could furnish it to his liking upon his arrival.
Seto turned his attention to the package and tore the wrapping paper off, revealing a black cardboard box. It had been taped shut and it proved to be a small struggle to get all the tape off so that Seto could fold the box open. There was some tissue paper wrapped around the items and Seto moved them aside to view the largest item, a bottle.
Lifting the plastic bottle out of the box, Seto turned it over in his hand to look over the tag. What the brunet found written there sent him into such a state of shock that the rest of the box slipped from his grasp, falling to the floor and sending a set of foils spreading across the surface.
"Seto?" a voice queried from behind the brunet and Seto turned his head to stare at Katsuya in shock.
"You bought me lubricant?" Seto questioned incredulously, lifting the item in question. "Why?"
"So that you can use it on me", Katsuya answered deadpan. The blond leaned over the back to the couch and pointed to the floor. "I bought condoms too."
"Damn it, Katsuya", Seto groaned, standing up from his seat to regard Katsuya on a more even ground. The blond straightened himself as well. "What's the deal with doing this without asking what I thought?"
"That's easy", Katsuya said with a smile, clearly convinced that he was in the right. "You'd never be honest with me over this because you're so afraid of forcing me into something I'm not ready for." The blond pointed at the bottle Seto was still holding in his grasp. "That is merely to show you how serious I am about this. I've thought it over and I've decided that this is what I want." The brown eyes looked straight into Seto's blue ones, their gaze even and serious. "I want you to make love to me."
The last four words sent Seto into a blushing frenzy he had not known himself to be capable of. To think it was Katsuya to first ask for this, to call the activity by name. It was not that Seto had not thought about it, he had thought about it a lot; he had fantasized about it. It was that Seto had not expected Katsuya to think about it.
"What do you say, Seto?" Katsuya asked, tilting his head in an alluring way. "Will you sleep with me tonight?"
That was when Seto saw what Katsuya was wearing. He still had his t-shirt on, but he had taken off his pants. And as it that was not bad enough, he had pulled on a tantalisingly short skirt instead. The skirt looked suspiciously alike to the bottom half of Domino High School's girls' uniform. It was almost as if the blond knew that Seto loved the other's long and strong legs and was using them to seduce the brunet.
"Why…are you wearing that?" Seto questioned from the blond, lowering his gaze to the floor. He could not trust himself to control himself if he looked at Katsuya any longer.
"Well, I'm so freaking gorgeous that I figured I had the right to flaunt it around a bit", Katsuya replied cheerfully. "I thought you felt the same way with how you're always staring at my thighs whenever I'm wearing a bit tighter pants.
Apparently he had been found out then, Seto mused as he looked to the right. He tried to focus on one of the paintings there even though he did not think of them as anything great: just something to fill the empty space on the walls.
"Seto", Katsuya's voice gained a sudden serious tone as he spoke the brunet's name. "I'm serious about this. Look at me and see for yourself." There was something about that tone of voice that caught Seto's attention, and so the brunet obeyed.
A sigh came from the blond when their eyes met, and Katsuya gave a small yet smug smile as he spoke: "You want me. It's there in your eyes."
"Katsuya", Seto spoke out but trailed off when he noticed that his hands were shaking. Why…
There were suddenly hands holding onto Seto's own and the brunet lifted his eyes to meet Katsuya's once more.
"We both want this Seto. Why not make it happen?" Katsuya asked gently, and Seto thought he heard a quiver in the blond's voice. It was encouraging to Seto to know that Katsuya also acknowledged what a huge step this would be for them. And it also hinted to Seto that he was not the only one who was slightly troubled by this.
"Alright then", Seto agreed and reached down to pick up the box he had previously dropped. When the brunet straightened himself Katsuya had joined him by his side. "Will you be keeping the dress on?" Seto would later on deny any hopeful traces his voice might have held.
"No way", was Katsuya's immediate response. "This skirt isn't mine. It's Anzu's."
"Why are you wearing Anzu's skirt?" Seto questioned while the two made their way to Seto's room. The easy conversation would serve as a good distraction for Katsuya for now. Seto's mind, however, was concentrating on what was to come even as he listened to the blond's response.
"I couldn't exactly go into a store to buy a skirt, now could I?" Katsuya spoke in sarcastic amusement. "This was the one skirt Anzu had that would fit over my waist, since I lack some of the more apparent female shapes." The blond stopped walking when the two came to the door. "Um…"
Seto reached out his hand and opened the door before saying: "I know, I know. Go on in and we can…get undressed." Damn. Why did this all feel so very awkward? Previously everything they had done had been so natural.
The brunet did not look at his boyfriend as he entered the room after the other and started tapping the wall beside the light switch. Deciding that he should leave the lights off, it was not that dark, Seto slid the door closed and moved over to the bed, where Katsuya was sitting. The blond had taken off his socks but not anything else and he was fidgeting with the pair so much that Seto was sure he was going to snap some of the threads.
"It's okay", Seto muttered as he placed the items he was carrying beside the pillows. He then sat down on the mattress beside Katsuya and wrapped his arms around the blond's waist. That was when Katsuya stiffened and Seto's hands immediately flew off of the blond. "Katsuya?" The blond had never stiffened at his touch.
"Turn a lamp on", Katsuya muttered in response. "I nee-, ah, I want to see you."
It was not hard for Seto to understand what was wrong and the brunet flicked the bedside lamp on. Of course Katsuya would not be able to handle this if he did not have a constant reminder of it being Seto with him and not anyone else.
Turning back to the blond, Seto caught sight of Katsuya just as the teen was pulling his shirt over his head. Seto reached over and helped the blond with the article of clothing. He started to fold it on his lap, only to be interrupted from the task by Katsuya's hands that had pressed to his chest.
"You know I won't be wearing that shirt tomorrow", Katsuya muttered as he started unbuttoning Seto's shirt. "Just toss it somewhere. This place just got cleaned up so even the floor is fine."
Seto contemplated Katsuya's words for a moment. Even though Seto had never as much as considered throwing his clothes onto the floor, there was an appeal to Katsuya's words.
After shrugging himself out of his opened shirt Seto quickly got rid of his pants and socks as well. He hesitated a moment in his boxers before shooting another glance at Katsuya, only to see the same hesitation on the blond's face that he was feeling.
"Why is this so awkward?" Katsuya murmured, looking up into Seto's eyes. The brunet released a thoughtful hum before moving closer to the blond.
"Maybe because it's the first time either of us has ever done anything like this", Seto said and knew it to be fact even as he spoke it like a suggestion.
"So you've never-?" Katsuya started and Seto answered: "How many students in our school do you think actually have had sex?"
"Oh, good point", Katsuya said with a nod and Seto decided that they had talked enough. The brunet leaned in the short distance to kiss Katsuya's lips softly.
"Lie down, dear", Seto murmured gently and smiled at the silent huff that came from Katsuya in response. But, the blond did lean back onto the pillows and Seto reached out his hand to caress the other's neck. Katsuya's deep brown eyes were watching him intently, like the blond was trying to catch every little thing Seto did. The brunet turned his gaze away to concentrate on removing Katsuya's underwear even as the blond kept shifting nervously, obviously wanting to do it himself. After the article of clothing was completely out of the way Seto leaned in to plant a determined kiss on one of the blond's thighs, eliciting a startled yelp from his partner.
"Calm down", Seto murmured against the soft skin. "You know I wouldn't harm you. Stop worrying."
"That's not it", Katsuya grumbled and Seto turned his eyes to look at the other's flushed face. "I'm not worried, I trust you." The blond tried to draw his knees together but Seto's position rendered the effort useless and Katsuya continued: "I just don't know how to react when you touch me like that."
"It's alright", Seto spoke in a reassuring manner before straightening himself to remove his own underwear. "I can explore later, when you're more used to being intimate with me." Truth be told, the only reason Seto was so calm at the moment was probably because he was currently calling the shots. He would probably be feeling uncertain too in Katsuya's position.
Seto directed his attention back to Katsuya, running his hands down the other's thighs and marvelling at the combination of the creamy soft skin and the hard muscles hidden underneath. He felt Katsuya's gaze burn at his skin as the blond took in his form and he caressed the soft spots right above the other's thighs with his thumbs. This had the desired effect as Katsuya released a startled sound and shifted again. Seto repeated the gesture, marvelling at the way the blond shivered and started to grow aroused.
"I know what color skirt I'm getting you now", Seto murmured and smirked as he watched Katsuya's eyes immediately snap open at the words. Seto leaned his body over Katsuya's to be eye to eye with the blond as he finished: "A golden orange one, to match your golden skin."
Katsuya opened his mouth, to most likely protest, but Seto cut the blond off by covering the other's mouth with his own, plunging his tongue in to run down Katsuya's own. The blond hummed in approval at the gesture and copied the movements and Seto could taste something sweet from the snacks the other had been eating earlier that evening. He pulled back to catch his breath, his lips occasionally brushing against Katsuya's moist ones, before leaning back in for another deep kiss. He then moved his hand to cup Katsuya's half-formed erection, enveloping the member into a soft cocoon that had Katsuya moaning in pleasure. The brunet kneaded the arousal with his palm and Katsuya broke away from the kiss to release a deep, throaty moan.
"Seto", was the only word that came from Katsuya's mouth, but it was spoken with such heat and desire that it got the message across quite clearly. I need you. I want you. I want this. Seto took his hand away from Katsuya's arousal and lowered his body to push their hips together. He drew in a sharp breath at the sensation of immense heat he got from the contact and grinded their arousals together more forcefully. Two moans mingled together and a moment later a wet kiss was pressed to the skin underneath Seto's chin, accompanied by a suckle that immediately told Seto that his partner had lost his uncertainty from before.
"Stop playing around, Seto", Katsuya spoke against Seto's neck between pants. "I won't last much longer if you keep this up." The blond looked up at Seto with eyes that were misted over with lust and Seto could only nod his head in agreement.
It was with a great effort of will that Seto managed to draw back from Katsuya's warm body to grab the bottle of lubricant from the side. Seto would have been very happy to simply grind against Katsuya until they both reached their climax, but the brunet assured himself that that could be done some other time as he covered his fingers in the substance.
Knowing that Katsuya would hit him if he wasted time to ask permission, Seto went ahead and probed Katsuya's entrance with his index finger. The first touch had Katsuya tensing up from what was revealed to be surprise when then blond relaxed immediately afterwards, allowing Seto to push the tip of his finger inside.
Seto proceeded slowly, pushing only slightly inside before retreating some of the way and then pushing in further. With each push Seto's finger sank in a bit deeper as Katsuya's tight cavern loosened. Seto continued the ministrations for a while longer after his entire finger had gone inside. After he was satisfied with the degree Katsuya's muscles had loosened he pulled out. He pushed two fingers in next while Katsuya lifted his hips a bit to make Seto's job easier.
The muscles gave away a lot more easily that time around, accommodating Seto's pushes more easily when the stretching was not completely new. Seto shot a quick glance at Katsuya's face and saw that his partner was fine; Katsuya's expression was lax, almost relaxed, and the blond's whole face was flushed from arousal. As if feeling Seto's gaze on him, Katsuya lifted his gaze and met Seto's look with his half-lidded eyes. A lazy smile pulled at the blond's lips and Seto sank his fingers all the way into Katsuya, scissoring them and pushing against the wet walls insistently. Seto felt his mouth turn dry as Katsuya bit his bottom lip at the feeling a moment before the brunet's finger pressed against something that did not seem to belong with the smooth walls. A new smirk came to Seto's lips and he saw confusion on Katsuya's face before he started caressing that spot, focusing all his attention to pressing and kneading on that spot.
Katsuya's eyes fell shut and the blond head fell back as the teen's lips opened to let out a long moan filled with pleading desire. Seto licked his lips at the sight and lowered his gaze as he pulled his two fingers out only to replace them with three immediately afterwards.
Again Seto had to proceed slowly as he worked his fingers into the blond. One of Katsuya's hands was visible within Seto's line of sight and the brunet saw it close into a tight fist around the bed sheets. Katsuya's laboured breathing rang in Seto's ears and he thought he felt his own breaths quicken as he pushed at the walls that were slowly but surely giving in to him.
A sudden hoarse half-shout from Katsuya had Seto's head snapping up so that he could look at the blond's face for signs of pain. The tightly closed eyes told Seto nothing but the sharp thrust of hips into his fingers certainly did.
"Not just yet, Katsuya", Seto spoke, for a moment not recognizing his own turned-husky voice. He pulled his fingers out of Katsuya and reached to the side for one of the packs Katsuya had purchased. A hand closed around his own and Seto looked up at Katsuya. The blond brought their hands to his face and Seto held on tight as Katsuya's sharp teeth closed around the package, tearing it open. During the entire gesture Katsuya's eyes peered at Seto's own through the damp bangs hanging in front of the blond's face and Seto felt his already almost unbearable erection burn at the sight of the blond.
A sharp gasp broke from Seto when he felt Katsuya's hands around his member. The brunet had been too distracted to notice the blond take the condom from him and his partner was now in the process of rolling the rubber over his straining arousal.
"There", Katsuya half-whispered, half-gasped. "It's on." The blond shifted back onto the pillows, pulling Seto along with him and keeping their bodies close. "Now, Seto, I want you in me." There was a strange awareness in Katsuya's eyes as he said that, a desire that had nothing to do with lust. "Fix me. Only you can."
"I think you're already fixed, Katsuya", Seto as he moved the tip of his member to Katsuya's entrance, starting to push in even as he spoke: "But, who am I to deny a request like that?" His words were immediately followed by his partner releasing a drawn-out moan as Seto's entrance to his channel pulled at his already-stretched walls.
Seto pushed in slowly but without pause and he was soon buried completely inside Katsuya. He took a moment to take in the sensation of Katsuya's tight cavern squeezing around him and came to the conclusion that the heat from their groins pressed together was nothing compared to the feeling of heat that Katsuya's walls were giving off.
"You feel good, Katsuya", Seto spoke out with admiration to his partner and watched Katsuya's eyes open slowly. A short laugh came from the blond, followed by the other responding: "So do you." The brown gems vanished from Seto's sight once more as Katsuya closed his eyes to sink into his own sensations. Seto took that as a sign to proceed and pulled back to push back inside. An approving hum came from Katsuya and Seto repeated the action, pulling out almost completely before submerging in Katsuya's heat again.
Katsuya's legs lifted up to wrap around Seto's waist, cutting Seto's movements short. Seto quickly adapted to this change, noticing that the new angle allowed him to keep inside Katsuya more easily. So he kept his thrusts short and quick and Katsuya responded to his movements, meeting Seto with each thrust.
"There! Right there!" Katsuya's voice rose to say and Seto knew that this new angle was providing constant friction to Katsuya's prostate. Spurred on by his partner's desire Seto slammed in harder, spurring short and strangled shouts from Katsuya, who clearly appreciated the new eagerness.
Seto's own huffs turned into groans as he slammed into Katsuya repeatedly with enough force to have his partner's body rocking back and forth as the blond grasped onto Seto's arms to keep himself from being thrown back.
"More, Sseto, more", Katsuya panted repeatedly, slurring Seto's name in his desire. Seto released a hiss own his own in agreement and wrapped his arms around Katsuya's waist to pull the blond onto his thighs while he knocked the pillows behind the blond away with his arm. The action turned violent when Seto felt his body almost quake in pleasure when Katsuya grinded his hips into Seto's own from the new angle, the folds of the blond's muscle tissue pushing and caressing at Seto's member.
The brunet released a delirious curse as he moved his body forward in something akin to a leap, slamming Katsuya against the wall behind the blond as he pushed against the other's body, his lust-filled mind absolutely certain that if he pushed hard enough he could sink even deeper into Katsuya until there was nothing left but the desire brought on by the heat and tightness.
Keeping Katsuya pressed up against the wall, Seto pulled back and thrust back inside. Gravity caused Katsuya to fall back against Seto with force that not even their combined efforts could reach and Seto slammed into the blond repeatedly and in fast succession, unable to have enough of the feeling of moving inside the tight cavern.
While Seto pounded into Katsuya with bruising force, the brunet's mouth was spouting words the young man himself could not grasp. A mixture of curses and praises for his partner reached Seto's ears, along with a mutilated version of the other's name that was always spoken in a repeating mantra. Not that Katsuya was making much more sense, calling out 'more' and 'yes' in between gasps of Seto's name.
Feeling his climax nearing Seto quickened his pace while making sure to keep his thrusts just as powerful. Nothing seemed to be enough as Seto thrust into the heat of his lover over and over again, but it seemed that it was enough after all as Seto felt his release and let out a sound that might have been a scream or a silent whisper. He rode out his orgasm, pounding into Katsuya insistently until he felt hot wetness splatter against his stomach. After that Seto allowed their joined bodies to fall onto the mattress in a heap.
A silence followed, during which both teens tried to catch their breath. Finally a voice broke the illusion, as Katsuya said: "That was…" only to trail off before he could finish.
"Amazing?" Seto offered, because that was how it had felt to him. "Incredible?"
"Not quite", Katsuya replied, taking a few more deep breaths. "Try 'beyond anything I've ever experienced before' and we're on the same page."
Seto chuckled at that, knowing very well that he agreed wholeheartedly but saying nothing of the sort, and lifted himself up on his hands. He made to pull out of Katsuya, only to pause halfway and push back inside just to see Katsuya's eyes flutter shut and hear the blond groan. Satisfied with that Seto pulled out of the blond and removed the condom from his slack member, tying the item into a knot before throwing in into the trash bin placed next to the wall nearby.
"Shower?" Seto asked from Katsuya, turning to his lover with a questioning look. The blond released an exhausted sigh before murmuring in response: "Maybe in a short while, when I think my legs will carry me." Katsuya smiled up at Seto before opening his arms in a welcoming gesture. "Cuddle with me in the meanwhile?"
A fond smile came to Seto's face and the brunet moved over to lie half on top of the blond and half beside the other. He moved his arms to wrap around Katsuya's waist while Katsuya's own arm rose to curl around Seto's back. Then the blond proceeded to tuck his head into the curve between Seto's neck and shoulder. A shower really sounded droll in comparison to this, but Seto knew they would need to get it out of the way before they fell asleep. But it could wait for the time being. For now Seto would bask in the afterglow with his lover's body moulded so perfectly against his own.
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Seto woke up slowly the following morning. In fact, the brunet felt such a sudden wave of laziness that he would have stayed in bed had it not been for the smell of coffee that had taken over the room. After recollecting the events of the previous night, Seto turned his head to the side. The spot beside him on the bed was empty.
While briefly contemplating a morning shower, Seto kicked the covers off and rose from the bed to stand on the floor that felt cool underneath his bare feet. The brunet came to the conclusion that he could shower after coffee just as well, maybe even with company, and tugged at his pyjama bottoms, the only thing he was wearing. The brunet wandered out of the room on his journey to the kitchen and hopefully Katsuya.
When Seto made it into the kitchen, his eyes immediately fell on his lover. The blond was wearing one of Seto's dress shirts and was nurturing a large cup of hot chocolate. Seto knew it had to be hot chocolate, since Katsuya was not particularly fond of coffee. However, the brunet could still smell coffee and noticed that there was a pot brewing in the maker, obviously meant for him.
"Morning, honey", Katsuya's sing-along voice spoke and Seto's eyes snapped back to the blond, who had turned to face him.
Seto felt his breath catch. Sunlight was streaming into the kitchen from the window behind Katsuya, and it illuminated the dark blonde locks into a golden halo. And that beautiful smile on Katsuya's face was heartbreaking to watch and yet Seto could not tear his eyes away.
"Morning", Seto answered as well as he could with a suddenly dry mouth. The brunet felt his cheeks redden as he questioned: "Permission to speak freely?"
A bright laugh escaped from Katsuya then, the bubbly quality reminding Seto of a giggle. Only, Katsuya did not have the kind of voice required for giggling, nor would he look kindly to Seto describing his laugh as such. But, it was still the closest comparison.
"Permission granted", Katsuya spoke with laughter evident in his voice. At that moment Seto did not care if Katsuya would indeed punch his face in for his next words. He spoke out completely sincerely: "You're beautiful."
Katsuya did not get angry. On the contrary, the blond blushed a cherry red and reached up to fondle his shimmering golden locks in a self-conscious manner. Suddenly the fiery blond looked almost shy and Seto, encouraged by the fact that his boyfriend did not look threatening, slowly made his way over to the shorter teen. Then he reached out to wrap his arms around the blond's waist.
Again, Katsuya did not react negatively. The blond allowed Seto to hold him, only mumbling a short: "Wait." He stretched his arm to the side and placed his cocoa mug on the counter with a soft clatter. Then the blond's arms came up against Seto's arms and shoulders.
"I could get used to this", Seto murmured as he buried his face into the soft blond mane, the scent of chocolate drifting to his nose.
"To what?" Katsuya queried as he pulled back enough to look Seto in the eye. "Morning hugs?"
"Yes", Seto replied and his thumbs caressed Katsuya's sides. "Among other things."
"Such as?" the blond prompted and Seto answered: "Having you greet me in the kitchen with coffee ready. I would be a very happy man indeed if my every morning was like this."
"I think I'd like that too", Katsuya murmured and snuggled close to Seto again. Seto, on the other hand, was more content to slide his hands down the blond's back to grasp the firm globes hidden underneath the shirt.
It was Seto who ended up exclaiming at that point, whereas Katsuya merely 'meeped' in a precious manner. Seto's eyes looked down over Katsuya's shoulder as the brunet lifted the hem of the shirt up to reveal a pair of boxer briefs underneath.
"Seto?" Katsuya murmured in question, but Seto stepped back and cut him off with a snapped: "This is an outrage! Why on earth are you wearing underwear?"
"Because", Katsuya spoke with an annoyed growl, "I'm only slightly shorter than you, which means that your shirt wouldn't really cover my privates." With that the blond turned his back to Seto to retrieve his cocoa mug. Seto, in the meantime, glared at the blond's covered behind, as if the force of his gaze could remove the obstacle that had foiled him.
"I'm buying a bigger shirt", Seto declared sternly and Katsuya laughed, his good mood restored with that. He took a sip of his drink before speaking out: "You should take some coffee before it gets cold."
"Right", Seto said before walking over to the coffee machine and pouring himself a large cupful of the concoction. He took a deep gulp of the liquid and swallowed it without hesitation after noting that it was not too mild or strong. The rest of the cupful vanished quickly.
"Mm", the brunet hummed before placing the cup onto the countertop with a sigh. "I needed that." He proceeded to pour himself some more coffee, settling this time for half a cup.
"You drink your coffee black?" Katsuya questioned and Seto lifted an eyebrow at that before answering: "In the mornings, yes. I need it to be plain to wake up properly. At other times of the day I put in a bit of sugar." The brunet looked at Katsuya thoughtfully. "Why are you asking?"
Again, Katsuya's cheeks gained a red colour as the blond hurriedly explained: "I want to get to know you. All the little everyday things."
"I'll be more than happy to teach you", Seto answered and the two drank their drinks in silence for a while. All that time Katsuya stared at Seto over his cup, his eyes wide and intense. Seto was almost too distracted by their beauty to pay attention to the unreadable gaze. There was just something about the atmosphere that made Katsuya look so much more amazing than he normally did. Usually Seto could keep himself from staring too much but at that time in that kitchen, he was captivated.
"Is something wrong, dear?" Seto questioned from the blond, the playful nickname spilling from his lips with ease and a bit of actual sincerity. Behind his mug Katsuya blushed for the third time and quickly looked at the floor.
"Katsuya?" Seto queried and stepped closer to his boyfriend, his coffee cup left forgotten on the counter behind him. Katsuya's brown gaze came to meet his own blue one again and the blond lowered his mug to reveal the lower part of his face. Katsuya was biting at his bottom lip as he turned to the side and placed his mug on the table. The blond then lifted his free hand to touch Seto's cheek in a feather light caress, the brown eyes coming to meet Seto's own with more confidence this time. The two stood in silence as they regarded each other.
"I love you", Katsuya spoke softly and, for the briefest of moments, Seto's heart forgot how to beat. Then he started to move, his heartbeat picking up into a wild beat.
A yell echoed in the silent kitchen, followed immediately by a muffled groan. Seto's leap at the blond had been swift and the brunet had crossed the short distance between them too quickly for Katsuya to react before the brunet's arms were already around his body. The sudden embrace had roused a shout from Katsuya, one which Seto had muffled by capturing the others lips in a soul-searing kiss. While the two continued to kiss each other passionately Seto's hands sunk deep into Katsuya's hair and the blond's hands grabbed the front of the brunet's shirt.
It seemed that Seto could not get close enough to the blond. He shoved his tongue into the other's mouth without a warning and Katsuya released the quietest of moans that Seto only felt in the vibrations against his own flesh. The brunet then pulled away, keeping his hands sunken into the soft locks, and looked into Katsuya's half-lidded eyes. They were both panting heavily and Seto quickly licked away the wetness on the blond's lips.
"S-Seto?" Katsuya uttered weakly, questioningly. Seto smiled softly and leaned his forehead against the blond's own before speaking in a low, tender voice: "I love you too, Katsuya. I love you too."
Again, Katsuya laughed, but this time it was not from humour. The short giggle that broke off at the end was one of unadulterated happiness and Seto felt the feeling resonate in him, resulting in an almost goofy grin on his lips.
Seto decided that they needed something special to mark this. But they had already made love, so they needed something else. When Katsuya's lips met his own again, Seto realized that he needed a ring.
The End
Ending Notes: Just try to guess the part of this chapter I'm most satisfied with. No, it's not the lemon. The lemon is actually a bit experimental, so I'd appreciate any feedback. I didn't want to have to raise the story's rating because of the scene so I tried to write the lemon without any of the usual profanities. But, I think that might have reduced the 'sexiness' of the scene. Still, this is how I wanted to write it. I'm a bit rusty and a badly written lemon without profanities is less awful than a badly written lemon with profanities.
Also, sorry about the delay in posting. When you look at the length of this thing, I'm sure you understand. This thing is over seven thousand words long, that makes it almost three times as long as my usual chapter-length. The reason for this was that I wanted to combine the last two chapters, because otherwise chapter ten would have been VERY boring, and I didn't want to give you guys two boring chapters in a row.
The first chapter of Play Your Part, Yami should also be up in my profile by now. It's a it short, but introductions tend to be like that.