Warning: about half of this chapter is smut, so if you don't like, don't read! Enjoy!
"Seto! Seto open the door it's me!" Atem had run straight to Seto's room and began pounding on the door, too swept up in the moment to remember it was late at night. The doorknob finally turned and Atem practically pushed his way inside, but was startled to see one of Seto's servants on the other side of the door. "Oh! Please excuse me, but is Seto here?" It was a good thing it was dark in the room; his face was flushed in humiliation.
"My prince, I am sorry, but Master Seto stepped out. I am not sure when he will return," the servant said as he bowed, a bit of astonishment in his voice.
"He did? I am very sorry to have disturbed you at this late hour," Atem said, thoroughly embarrassed as he stepped out of the room. He started wandering back down the hallway, wondering where the guardian could be. He slipped quietly through the darkened corridors so as not to wake anyone as he continued to search. He couldn't seem to find Seto anywhere. Frustrated, he paused and leaned up against the wall to take a break. Maybe he should just go back to bed and find Seto in the morning. That would be more logical than running around the palace at night with no clue where to go. He started to head back when suddenly a small noise caught his ear. Atem turned and walked in the direction the sound came from. Light was coming from a room just down the hall and the prince quietly peeked inside. There he saw Seto immersed in work, the millennium rod sitting on the desk in front of him as he scribbled notes down on papyrus. The prince stepped inside and cleared his throat, shocking the guardian out of his concentrated state.
"My prince, what are you doing up?" Seto asked, taken aback at Atem's unexpected entrance. He pocketed the millennium rod and walked over to the other boy. "You should be in bed by now."
"I should be asking you the same question," Atem said as he looked up at Seto quizzically. "Do you work this late all the time?" There was a hint of concern in his voice.
"Usually. There is much to be done and I don't like wasting time," Seto replied casually, as if this was perfectly normal behavior.
"But why? All of the other guardians have gone to bed. You deserve to rest as well."
"That is why I am better than them. Even though I have been here less time than everyone else, I have trained harder than anyone and have surpassed them all in power, except for perhaps Mahad…" He spat out the magician's name like it was poison.
"All of my guardians are powerful, Seto. This isn't some sort of contest." Atem was not pleased by the arrogance in Seto's voice, but for some reason he couldn't help but feel it was being used out of insecurity. "I don't wish for you to work yourself so hard."
"You don't understand," Seto's gaze became cold and defensive as he turned away from Atem. "All of your guardians are also nobility. I don't even know who my father was. He abandoned my mother and I and left us with nothing. All I had was my intelligence and it was that which got me here, but no matter how you look at it, I will never be treated with the same respect as the rest of the court. That is why I must work so hard, so the reputation of my skill will precede me, so everyone will know that I deserve to be here."
Atem's eyes widened in understanding; so this was the reason for Seto's constant need to prove his superiority. The prince walked up to his guardian and embraced him from behind, burying his face in his cape.
"My prince, what are you doing?" Seto tensed and immediately spun around, giving Atem a baffled look.
"Seto…you don't have to prove anything to anyone. Don't you see how much everyone in the palace respects you already?" Atem took Seto's hands as he looked him in the eyes, ignoring his question.
"You don't understand. You were born into royalty, with every advantage right in front of you without having to work for it." Seto's eyes narrowed, but he didn't pull his hands away. He may have been frustrated that he was denied the same privileges in life, but he had never once resented the prince or any other member of the court for their station. That would be foolish and weak. Instead of holding grudges against others that would get him nowhere, he trained incredibly hard to make himself worthy of the same privileges.
Atem frowned and held Seto's hands tighter. "No, I don't understand and I won't pretend to. What I do know is that you are one of the strongest, most capable, men I have ever known, and I have proud to have you as my right hand…that is, if you will have me."
"What? You want me as your right hand? I thought…but Mahad…" Seto was completely stunned, sure that Atem had already made his choice.
"Mahad is my dearest friend, and always will be, but you have shown yourself to be more than worthy of the position."A smile spread across Atem's face, knowing his words held a double meaning.
Seto suddenly dropped to his knees, bowing his head. "Thank you for this honor, my prince. I swear I will serve you well." He placed a soft kiss on the back of Atem's hand before looking back up at him. He could feel the blood racing beneath the prince's skin and his lips turned up into a wry smile. "I'm getting the feeling that you didn't come looking for me in the middle of the night just to tell me this. Is there something else I should know?"
"Isn't it obvious? And here I thought you were intelligent," Atem replied, that challenging spirit rising up in him again.
"I have an idea, but I want to hear you say it out loud," Seto said as he stood, looking down at the prince expectantly.
Atem moved close to the guardian, his hands coming to rest on his chest. "I didn't take you seriously, you know, when you told me you loved me. I truly thought you were trying to hurt me."
"I realize that now," Seto responded. "I was humiliated and angry at the way you reacted, but I know there was no way for you to know that my words were genuine. Why would they have been, with the way I was toying around with you? I came to realize that you would never choose me over Mahad, and it was my own fault."
"It is true. I wanted to choose him, I wanted it more than anything, but in the end I couldn't do it. I was already in love with someone else." Atem's hand slid up and he caressed Seto's cheek, fully appreciating how beautiful he was. "I have done a lot of thinking since my father passed away. There are still things I am not certain of, but I know now I could never be with anyone else but you."
"If you really mean that, you must also know that there is nothing to stop me from ravishing you right here and now," Seto replied with a devilish grin.
"I know that." The prince looked at Seto with knowing eyes, amethyst sparkling with both love and lust. He loved this man. He loved him and he never wished to be parted from him. He put his arms around Seto's neck and stood on his tip-toes, kissing him slowly and passionately.
Seto smiled against Atem's lips, amused by how much shorter the prince was than him. He swept him up into his arms and carried him over to the nearby sofa, leaning back with the prince straddling his lap. He kissed Atem as if it was for the last time, as if he would wake up and it would all be a dream. He never imagined that he would be the one the prince chose. His hands slid under Atem's tunic and up his thighs, lightly running his fingers across his skin. He grinned as Atem let a pleased sigh escape. "You still haven't told me yet you know," he whispered as his hand moved to touch the prince's stiffening length, his caresses still painfully slow. "Do you want more?" Seto asked, his eyes gleaming mischievously. Atem nodded, his eyes squeezed shut and his hands gripping Seto's shoulders tightly. "Then say it."
The prince opened his eyes and looked at Seto, his heart racing as he gazed into the smoldering sapphire eyes looking back at him expectantly. Not so long ago he would have been far too proud to ever say what he knew Seto was waiting for, but much had changed. He remembered when Seto first admitted his feelings to him; if a man as arrogant as him could bear his soul like that, so could he. The words came to him easily now. "I love you, Seto. I love you more than I will ever love anyone." The words had barely left his lips when Seto grabbed his chin and kissed him softly, at the same time pressing down hard on the head of his now rigid cock. Atem cried out and bucked his hips against the guardian's. He pulled back and began kissing a trail down Seto's neck, pleasure pooling in his groin as the roughness of Seto's touches increased. "Seto…if you keep this up I'm going to come," he said, his breath shaky.
"Then go ahead and come. We have all night," Seto said with a smirk. He was suddenly startled when Atem pushed away and got off of his lap, a challenging gleam in his amethyst eyes. His look of confusion turned into an amused smile as he realized what the prince was up to.
Atem pulled up Seto's robes and kneeled down on the sofa beside the guardian, a bit of hesitation crossing his face.
"You don't have to do this, Atem. The sight of my prince on his knees for me is enough to get me hard," Seto grinned as he ran a hand through Atem's hair, though he truly didn't think the other boy should have to do anything for him. He was his prince, after all, and was happy to service him in whatever way he wanted.
The prince, spurred on by the guardian's words, simply gave him a teasing glare before grasping Seto's length in his hand and taking it into his mouth. He had never done this before, but he knew enough about what felt good after having it done to him. He bobbed his mouth up and down, swirling his tongue around the shaft as he did so.
Seto let a moan escape his lips as he clutched a handful of the prince's hair. "Atem…" The wet warmth of the prince's mouth on him was overwhelming his senses, making him incredibly impatient. He looked down at Atem and saw lustful eyes looking back at him, his gaze so lewd that Seto had to catch his breath. He watched as the prince licked him from base to tip before taking him in the whole way to his throat. He gasped, his hand on Atem's head subconsciously guiding him down onto his hardening cock. "Gods I can't take it anymore," he said as he coaxed Atem's head up and pulled him back onto his lap.
Atem grinned, licking the excess saliva off his lips for Seto to see. It seemed he had won this round. Before he knew it, though, Seto's fingers were at his entrance. He breathed in sharply, his arms wrapped tightly around Seto's neck as he felt a finger go inside.
"Relax," Seto whispered in the prince's ear as he worked to loosen him up, inserting another finger when he thought he could take it. He felt the prince's body press up against him, clinging to him. He needed to be inside of him. Removing his fingers, he lifted Atem's hips and slowly lowered them down onto himself. Seto sighed as tight, hot warmth surrounded him.
"Aaahh." Atem squeezed his eyes shut and buried his face in Seto's shoulder as he entered him, filling him completely. He slowly began to move his hips, Seto thrusting up below him to match his movements. The pain of being plunged into subsided little by little as their rhythm became steady, pleasure gradually taking its place. "Seto," he gasped, raising his head up to look at the guardian. He leaned in and they kissed fervently, as if trying to consume each other.
"I am never letting you go. You belong to me and only me," Seto whispered into Atem's ear as he continued thrusting, his speed increasing. His lips moved lower, leaving a burning trail of kisses to the prince's shoulder. He sucked at the skin there, knowing it would leave a very noticeable bruise. "Now everyone will know that you are mine."
Atem glared at Seto, but he was secretly happy. The guardian loved him enough to mark him as his own in a way that others could see. He wasn't ashamed to be in love with him; in fact he was proud of it.
Seto grinned, seeing past the prince's begrudging look. He shifted the other boy's hips as he thrust in again, eliciting a cry of pleasure from Atem. The guardian aimed for that spot again and again and he felt the prince's body begin to tense. His own body was on the verge of climax as Atem grew tighter around him.
Atem buried his face in the crook of Seto's neck, his body begging for release. Not able to take it any longer, he gave in, waves of pleasure completely consuming him. His fingers clenched desperately in Seto's hair as he came, his head thrown back in rapture. He felt searing heat inside of him as Seto reached his climax as well, a sigh escaping his lips as he dug his fingernails into the prince's hips. Atem slouched against Seto's chest, out of breath and too tired to hold himself up any further. Heaving a contented sigh, he looked up into the other boy's eyes and smiled softly.
Seto smiled back, the two of them not having to speak to know what the other was thinking. Atem had chosen him; never again would he ever give the prince a reason to doubt him. He kissed the prince gently on the forehead and scooped him up into his arms. "I don't know about you, but I could use some sleep. Shall I take you to your quarters, my prince?" he asked as he stood.
Atem hated being carried, but he smiled at the guardian nonetheless. He would indulge him just this once. "Certainly not. You shall take me to yours."
Hey everyone! After a very difficult term at school, I finally got to go home for break and finish this chapter :) Thanks so much for bearing with me. I hope you aren't disappointed ;) Also, thanks so much to all the people who have favorited and reviewed my fic. The story is drawing closer to the end, so more reviews are much appreciated! ^^