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Hearts(Warning: Citrus sighting ahead.)
Noah forces his mind back to task again. He'd been reviewing the talking points for his meeting with the board tomorrow, but his mind kept drifting back to Mokuba.
Or rather to the fact that Mokuba hasn't told his brother about them yet.
He understood the need to wait a while after Yami left because it could have hurt Seto. He even understood Mokuba's need to wait until Seto recovered from his latest chemotherapy treatment. But Seto had gone back to work a month ago! What was Mokuba waiting for now?
At first, Noah thought maybe Mokuba felt ashamed about being in a homosexual relationship as he thought it to be his first one, but Mokuba assured him that he'd dated guys before, so that wasn't it.
He'd wondered if Mokuba's reluctance stemmed from not wanting to be seen in public with him, but then they'd gone to the beach with Wolf and Yuri and Mokuba spent the better part of their stay hanging all over him.
He'd even thought that Mokuba being his employee might have been a factor, until he asked him point blank and Mokuba shrugged with indifference.
"That leaves only one reason," he mumbles to himself, his attention having wandered again.
A reason that hurt him to his core.
"He doesn't care," he scoffs, quietly. That's the only possibility. Despite the fact that Mokuba had practically moved into his mansion, he didn't really care about him.
Taking a calming breath, he resolves to confront Mokuba that evening, and returns to his talking points.
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Mokuba nuzzles into Noah's neck, enjoying the feel of the warm body beneath him.
They'd both had a fairly long day and after a late dinner, he just wanted to hold Noah for a while. His koi had been tense all day and unusually quiet through dinner, so he thought maybe Noah needed this too. It surprises him when Noah seems to tense up even more at the intimate contact.
"Noah, what's wrong?" he finally asks, rolling onto his side and pulling Noah to face him. Noah levels him with an accusatory glare before looking away.
"Noah?"
"Why are you here, Mokuba?" he snaps.
"What do you mean?" Mokuba frowns in confusion.
Noah pulls away and gets out of bed, grabbing a yukata from his closet to cover his nude form.
"I think it's best we end this, Mokuba," he intones, facing away from him. "You don't have to take everything tonight, but you need to go home."
Mokuba sits up in shock. Where the hell is this coming from?
"What the hell are you talking about, Noah?" he exclaims.
"We're through, Mokuba. That's what I'm talking about. This…thing has gone as far as it can and it's time to end it."
"But…why?!"
Noah turns slowly, an unexpectedly icy gaze capturing Mokuba's incredulous one.
"It's been almost five months, Mokuba. The fact that you still refuse to tell Seto about us says it all, don't you think? You don't care about me beyond blowjobs and assisted masturbation and I'm tired of being your live blow up doll! Hell, you don't even care enough to have sex with me! Why would I want to continue this farce?" he turns away angrily.
Mokuba stares guiltily at Noah's back. He hadn't meant to hurt Noah with his actions. He wanted to tell Seto. He'd wanted to tell Seto months ago, but every time he looked into his brother's still distant eyes, he couldn't. It would just hurt Seto too much with Yami gone. And even if there were the possibility that it wouldn't, he couldn't take that chance. Seto meant too much to him.
But it wasn't that he didn't care about Noah. Truthfully, he's never actually loved anyone like he does Noah. Before this relationship, no one had ever mattered to him except Seto. Even though Noah is still not as important as his beloved brother, he can't imagine his life without him.
As for sex…
Mokuba had dated two other guys in high school, but they'd never gone beyond mutual hand jobs and blowjobs. Honestly, he'd never wanted to with either of them because he didn't love them. He wants to with Noah. He wants to feel Noah's smooth skin beneath him, hear his voice calling out Mokuba's name, hear Noah's gasps of pleasure as Mokuba claims him, but he doesn't know how to…to…
And he'd hoped to talk about Seto about it, but then he'd have to confess that he's kept their relationship a secret this long and face the disappointment in his brother's face about that…
And now Noah wants to end it because he's taking so long to figure out what to do.
"I don't want this to end, Noah," he sighs, trying to figure out how to salvage this situation.
"Of course you don't! Who'd want to give up a live blow up doll?" he sneers.
'Maybe it'd be best to go with the truth,' Mokuba surmises.
Climbing from the bed, he slides his arms around the tense form, refusing to let go when Noah tries to pull away.
"You're not a 'live blow up doll', Noah," he breathes into his koi's hair. "The truth is that I'm very much in love with you and can't imagine my life without you."
Noah gasps in surprise. Mokuba continues, holding him tighter.
"I've never…been with a man before, Noah. I don't know what to do. That's why I haven't…" he trails off, nipping lightly at Noah's neck.
"But you said you'd dated --- "
"And I have exhausted all the knowledge I gleaned from those encounters. I'm not a virgin, but my only experience is with a woman. I wanted to talk to Seto about it, but I didn't want him disappointed that I didn't tell him about us in the beginning."
Noah turns around in his arms.
"Why haven't you told him, Mokuba?"
Mokuba sighs heavily before answering.
"Seto's always been alone," he begins. "He never had any friends before the cancer, and after, he didn't want any left to grieve just in case he died. As much as mom and dad loved him, and he them, they could never get inside his shell. Even I've only gotten so far, though I have no doubts about how much he loves me.
"Yami is the only person to ever reach his heart, and when he left, it all but destroyed my brother. He puts on a great mask and has found a way to function so that others don't know how much he's hurting, but I know that he's dead inside. I worry that the strain of his 'I'm fine' façade is going to break him.
"I want to tell him, Noah. I wanted to tell him months ago, but I couldn't take the chance that it would hurt him even more. I knew he'd say that he's glad for me, even if it killed him, but I couldn't do that to him. And then he was so sick after the chemo…
"I've just been afraid to hurt him," he concludes, kissing Noah lightly.
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Noah responds to Mokuba's kiss, deepening it willingly.
He didn't really want to end their relationship either, but he couldn't handle meaning nothing to his raven-haired boyfriend, not with how he's felt about Mokuba all this time.
"I love you too, Mokuba," he smiles into another sensuous kiss.
Untying his yukata, he allows Mokuba to slide it to the floor.
"I'll help you," he whispers into Mokuba's ear before pushing him down on the bed and retrieving a bottle of lavender-scented lube from his master bath.
Climbing into the bed, he crawls on top of his love, fervently kissing him and pressing their bodies together.
From the first time they were together in his bed, Noah's wanted to be claimed by Mokuba. That revelation shocked him at first, since he normally prefers being on top. But with Mokuba, he almost craved being beneath him. Especially after a late growth spurt a few months ago added another three inches of height, a bit more body mass and further angled out any still soft features on Mokuba's beautiful frame.
"Noah," Mokuba moans as their erections grind together.
"I want you to take me, Mokuba," he whispers hotly against the other's neck.
"Yes, Noah. I want to take you. Show me how," he pants, hands grasping Noah's ass and rolling them over.
Noah explains in breathy moans and whispers about using the lube and preparation, his eyes fluttering closed with desire as the first of Mokuba's fingers slowly penetrates him. By the time the third finger joins its brothers, he has found Noah's 'magic spot' and reduced him to a writhing, panting mess, clutching uncontrollably at Mokuba's shoulders.
A wanton cry erupts from his lips as Mokuba slides in his slick arousal. After a few moments of adjustment, Mokuba begins moving slowly, Noah wrapping his legs tightly around his koi's trim waist.
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Mokuba can barely breathe for the pleasure coursing through his body from being buried in Noah's tight heat. It's all he dreamed and more to make love to the one who owns his heart. Why had he waited so long? Oh, Right. Didn't have a clue.
Tightly grasping Noah's hips and sucking his favorite spot on the left side of Noah's neck, he begins increasing his pace, slamming faster against that spot inside Noah that's turning his koi into Jell-o beneath him.
Kami, it felt so right to be there with Noah like that, so perfect! Feeling his end drawing near, his rhythm falters and his thrusts start varying in intensity. He strikes Noah's prostate with a particularly accurate and powerful thrust and Noah gasps loudly with release, panting heavily through the aftershocks of his orgasm.
Crashing through his own barrier a few minutes later, Mokuba grasps Noah's hips hard enough to bruise, pressing him into the mattress with a load moan.
"Wow," he pants lightly a few minutes later, slipping out of his koi and rolling them over, carefully placing Noah's head on his chest.
"Yeah," Noah snuggles against him, "Wow."
Mokuba pulls the covers around them and they hold each other tightly, talking quietly about their future plans for a while before drifting off to sleep.
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Yami tells Seto everything.
About being Yugi's surrogate parent, about he and Yugi being the outcasts in their family, about Anzu usurping him as Yugi's caretaker, about feeling 'cast off' by his beloved little brother, about why he'd never gotten close to anyone again until Seto and finally why he left him.
Yami talks for hours, almost tripping over himself to tell Seto his story. Seto listens intently, not wanting to miss anything his koi discloses. He had hoped they could talk about why Yami left, but he hadn't expected his love to completely open his heart.
"I was afraid, Seto," he confesses into his koi's chest as they lay curled together in the large bed. "Afraid to lose you to the cancer, and afraid to lose you if you got well, like I lost Yugi. I thought if I left while you were still healthy, then I could avoid both scenarios."
He slides up Seto's body to place a soft kiss on his lips.
"I'm sorry, Seto," he whispers.
Seto smiles at him before deepening the kiss. Last night had been a frantic reclaiming of his soul mate. Tonight, he wanted to make love to his beloved.
His hands lightly roam Yami's body, fingers re-mapping every curve and line. He'd missed Yami's warmth beside him at night and his bright spirit around him during the day. Even when they were separated, Seto always felt Yami's presence in his heart and soul.
"I love you, Yami," he nuzzles into his love's neck as he rolls his koi over.
After slowly tasting and touching and teasing Yami, Seto takes his time preparing his love before sliding into the familiar warmth.
"S-Seto," Yami gasps, his pleasure heightened when he clutches Seto's auburn mane in his hands.
As they rock together, Seto nips lightly at Yami's shoulders, knowing that the gentle touch will send Yami over the edge faster.
Yami cries out in release and Seto continues his steady movements a few moments longer before shuddering in climax himself. He spoons himself behind Yami under the covers and they both sleep soundly.
After a shower and a quick breakfast the next morning, Seto heads to work and Yami heads back "home." They decided not to tell Mokuba just yet, Seto worried that he wouldn't understand their reunion and Yami certain that Mokuba would beat his head in for having hurt Seto. So, Yami continues to stay with Mr. Crawford and they meet up whenever they can. However, the unusual situation turns out better than they'd hoped.
In a sense, it was like they were 'just dating' again, which they enjoyed immensely. The third night they meet at Mr. Crawford's place and go out, a couple of times they meet at the restaurant or whatever venue they've chosen for that particular outing, once they even rent a hotel room, pretending for a little while that they are high schoolers out on a forbidden date with each other.
Their fun lasts for almost two weeks before they get caught.