STRANGERS WHEN WE MEET

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CHAPTER TWENTY: SACRIFICE

Seto whimpered, his back arching up in ecstasy as he was engulfed whole. Two strong hands ran up his thighs, gripping his hips in a tight grasp.

"Oh god, don't stop!" Seto cried, bucking into the wet, heat—that tongue as it swirled around the head of his cock, flicking at the slit, pressing hard against the underside as it slid up and down.

Seto sighed as he was released, smiling as soft lips kissed around his groin, moving up to his navel and on to each nipple, each one lovingly kissed and nipped at before being swallowed up. Seto looked down as that tongue swirled around each hardened nub, threading his fingers through the thick, unruly locks of the other.

Hands ran feverishly over every inch of him, hungry to touch him as they ran and groped at his ass and thighs. Lips pressed needingly against his neck and up to his jawline. Hot breath gave him goosebumps as it crept across his skin. Seto's heart beat faster than it had ever before.

Never had he felt like this….

Never…

Seto tightened his grip on that course hair as lips were pressed bruisingly hard against his own. He let his tongue run against those dry lips, parting his mouth as a tongue swirled around his own. He pulled back only when he couldn't hold his breath any longer, gasping for breath desperately before pulling those lips to his again.

The other smiled against his lips, chuckling deep in his throat. Seto sighed as they pulled back, looking down at him. Seto watched the other, letting the back of his fingers run down their face. He nodded his head, grinning sheepishly as they climbed down their body, pulling his legs apart.

He inhaled sharply as his legs were thrown over their shoulders, feeling a tongue press tentatively against his entrance.

"Go on…" Seto whispered in a desperate plea. His head fell back, groaning as the tongue swirled around his entrance, pushing and jabbing inside him. He pushed against that searing tongue willing to go deeper inside him. It flicked teasingly around the entrance before giving long, languorous licks. He gripped the sheets tighter, his knuckles white and jaw clenched as pleasure assaulted his senses.

He groaned as the other pulled back, taking a deep breath. Fingers lightly ran around his inner thighs, waiting for him to calm down before continuing.

"I want to feel you stretch me." Seto whispered to the other. They looked at him a moment in hesitation.

"Are you sure?"

Seto nodded, shutting his eyes as the other adjusted himself before slowly pushing in with a deep groan.

Seto moaned in delight as he was stretched, taking a masochistic pleasure in it as he felt himself tear slightly. Maybe he felt he deserved a little pain…

The other bent over Seto's body so their sweat-slicked bodies touched, grinding against each other as a tortuously slow pace was commenced. Seto took deep breaths as the other thrusted in and out lazily. He could hear the other quietly moan, starting to speed up. He let his legs drape over their back, impaling himself deeper onto their pulsing cock.

"Faster…" He pleaded. Groaning as the pace multiplied into something harder to manage, driving him into a frenzy. His mouth opened, whining as his bundle of nerves were pressed against, before being slammed into repeatedly, careful attention being paid to that one spot. The bed shook as he was pistoned into, biting his lip.

"Please, stroke me…please…" He begged, whimpering as a hand snaked between their bodies, fingers wrapping tightly around his throbbing cock.

"Fuck…fuck keep going…" He cried, heart racing, his body began to squirm as he felt his climax coming closer, moaning as the other started a frantic pace until with a strangled cry, he came hard over the fist and fingers.

The other groaned as Seto's muscles clamped down, grunting as he came deep inside Seto.

Seto took pleasure in the feeling of the hot cum filling him, letting the other's slickened cock slide in and out with ease. The other looked down at Seto, eyes searching.

"This isn't perfect." Seto spoke.

"No one ever said it was going to be."

"What if they discover you're not really dead?"

"They won't, I promise."

A moment of silence passed, Seto staring at the other, wanting to say so many things that he couldn't figure out how to say.

"I love you Bakura…"

"But are you sure I deserve the pharaoh?"

"Didn't you once say everyone deserves someone?"

Bakura smiled, nodding his head before he lied down next to Seto, wrapping his arms around him to keep him close.

"And a thief is no exception."