***I thought I'd have time to look this one over, but the angst-level at work today was over 9,000, so not so much. This prompt was from supersteffy: "Pegasus and Kaiba during a meeting discussing the newest batch of Duel Monsters cards and integrating them into the Duel Disk card bank."***

Once a golden eye stared out from behind strands of silver hair, but now there was only a white, silk patch with MP embroidered in golden thread. He still wore scarlet, but - like Seto - his jacket was slung around the chair beside him, his tie hung loose around his neck, and the top three buttons on his dress shirt were undone. It was an informal business meeting between the two of them. The remnants of a sashimi dinner and sake sat in the center of the table beside them and it was well past one in the morning; however, there was too much work to be done, so they sat reviewing cards to be added to the Duel Disk's hologram bank for the upcoming fiscal year.

Pegasus tossed the clip board on the table, rubbing his forehead. "Okay, that's all of them."

Kaiba leaned back in his own chair, closing his eyes. "You'd think after all these years we'd have thought of a more efficient system for doing this."

"Remember two years ago when we tried doing it all automatically by networking our systems?"

"I told you to never bring that year up again."

Pegasus smiled. "Yes, you've told me multiple times, which is why I like to remind you." He shook his head. "Kaiba Boy, for all your technological advances, some things need pens and clipboards."

Kaiba wadded up a sheet of scrap paper and threw it at Pegasus for the Kaiba Boy remark. His boyhood, for all it had ever been, was long behind him.

Pegasus poured himself another glass of sake and shot it down in a single gulp.

"That is not the proper way to drink sake."

"It is after working thirty six hours straight."

"Damn, Max, take a nap or something. Even trading-card tycoons need some sleep."

Pegasus sighed. "Jet lag."

Kaiba snorted, standing up and strolling behind Pegasus' chair. He shifted the long, silver strands away from Pegasus' neck and started to knead his shoulders.

Pegasus exhaled and small sound of approval. "Hey Seto, remember two years ago?"

"No. I told you no."

"Not everything was bad about that year." Pegasus smirked.

"Rent a girl."

Pegasus snorted. "I'm not in the mood for a girl."

Kaiba chuckled. "Rent a boy."

He glanced over his shoulder so he could look at Kaiba directly. "I'm not in the mood for a boy either."

Kaiba let go of Pegasus' shoulders to button up his shirt. "Shouldn't have called me 'Kaiba Boy' then."

Pegasus waved his hand in a dismissive gesture. "Don't be catty, Seto."

"Grab your damn jacket and let's go. I want to get at least a few hours of sleep before tomorrow's board meeting." Kaiba shook his head. "Damnit, I hate fourth quarter."

"That's why I'm here to help you relax." Pegasus stood up and slung his jacket over his shoulder. He didn't bother fixing his tie or buttons. Seto rolled his eyes as he put on his own suit coat, smoothing it over so not a single wrinkle showed.

"Do we need to stop by a pharmacy?"

Pegasus flicked his hair behind his shoulder. "When have I ever been unprepared?"

Pegasus' hotel was a block away from the Kaiba Corp main office. Inside Pegasus' room, he fixed two glasses of scotch on the rocks and handed one to Seto.

Seto sipped on the drink as he looked around. "They all look the same, don't they?"

"Hotel rooms?" Pegasus glanced around. "More or less."

"Ever get sick of it?"

"All the time." Pegasus shrugged. "C'est la vie."

"Indeed." Kaiba snorted, finishing his drink and setting the crystal glass on the counter near the sink in the kitchen nook. He undressed and hung his suit in Pegasus' closet.

Pegasus was a little less careful, tossing his clothes over the back of a chair and sitting on the edge of his bed. He reached for the suitcase still on the bed, pulling out a toiletry case and retrieving a 2 oz bottle of lube and a condom. He slid the suitcase off of the bed, set the lube on the nightstand, and beckoned Kaiba forward.

Seto rubbed his shoulders again, standing in front of him while he sat on the bed. As Kaiba massaged Pegasus' shoulders, Pegasus jerked on Kaiba's prick until it was hard. Pegasus opened the condom packet with his teeth, placing the latex circle between his lips and using his mouth to roll the condom down Kaiba's erection. He grinned at Kaiba on his way back up, rolling over to the middle of the bed and pushing himself up on hands and knees. His hair fell down his back and over his shoulders like streams gone silver with late-night starlight.

Kaiba grabbed the lube and knelt behind Pegasus on the mattress. "Want me to prep you?"

"Kaiba, please." Pegasus said the words as if Kaiba had challenged his bottoming prowess. "This is hardly my first time."

Kaiba shrugged as he poured lube over both of them. "Just thought I'd offer."

Pegasus tossed his head back a little. "You're a true gentleman and a paragon of chivalry. Now kindly shove yourself inside me and start pounding."

"You're quite the poet." Kaiba drove his hips forward.

Pegasus cooed as Kaiba moved his hips back and forth. His heat encased Seto's erection, making Seto groan as he felt some of the stress and tension of work melt away. He held onto Pegasus' hips for balance. The bed moaned louder than they did, creaking with their every movement, but neither of them paid attention to the noise. They were too caught up in the act to care. Seto bent forward, grabbing a fist of Maximilian's hair and tugging his head back.

Pegasus' exhales were soft, breathy, and appreciative. Secretly, Kaiba though Pegasus looked debonair with the patch on, but he'd never compliment the fop out loud because Pegasus would never let Kaiba live it down. The hand still on Pegasus' hip wandered down his outer thigh, and then back up his inner thigh. Kaiba squeezed Pegasus' erection, earning another coo of pleasure.

Kaiba pulled Pegasus' hair harder, until he saw Pegasus' nails dig into the sheets below them. His stroking became sloppy, unrhythmic, as his own climax approached. A few more minutes and Kaiba could only squeeze Pegasus' shaft, focusing on his own thrusts. Maxamillion pulled Seto's hand away and stroked himself until Seto pressed his face against Maximilian's back and came. As soon as his trembling stopped, Kaiba grabbed Pegasus' cock again and they both pumped him until he came as well. Only then did Seto pull out.

"Much better." Pegasus exhaled a long breath and eased down into the comforter.

Kaiba disposed of the condom and lay beside Pegasus. He crossed his arms around him and considered the ceiling.

After fifteen minutes or so, Maximilian peeked up with his good eye. "You're not sleeping. Why aren't you sleeping?"

Seto shrugged. "I don't know. I feel wired."

Maximilian laughed. "You must have absorbed my jet lag through osmosis."

"You're an idiot."

"I'm wounded by your harsh words . . . " Pegasus grinned, licking his lips. "Kaiba Boy."