Set couldn't breathe, think, or function.
Atem had nuzzled his way up his thigh and underneath his robes, and his spiky hair was tickling him the closer he got to his center, and he wondered if he ought to kick out at him.
A warm hand palmed his erection and gave him a few loving strokes, and Set felt his head spin wonderfully. Hot, delicious shocks of pleasure ran up and down his body every time Atem moved his hand along his girth, and he suppressed a shiver.
He was going to die for this, but he found that he didn't care anymore.
Maybe this was how the foreigner felt. Seto Kaiba wasn't a stupid man. He surely knew that touching the Pharaoh meant death…but if death felt like this…then…he would gladly die a thousand times.
"Still mute?" Atem asked devilishly, giving Seto's balls a firm knead and enjoying the way they melted in his palms. He heard Seto let out a huff of air, clearly trying to hide his happiness.
Set's robe was pushed upwards suddenly, and the fabric bunched at his hips as Atem moved with surprising ease, clamping his mouth down onto his dick, and a tongue swirled thickly in and around his slit, sending more violent jolts of pleasure up and down his entire body.
A-Amazing. The king's mouth…was on his shaft.
Atem bobbed his head gently and gave Seto another powerful suck, thinking that Seto tasted like the herbal bath Set enjoyed using so much. Had…Seto stolen soaps from Set's bathroom? Was that why they had been fighting?!
Strong hands came down into his hair and gripped him tightly, holding him in place while thighs pressed firmly into his cheeks, and Seto's voice came from above, sounding unusually humble.
"Please…don't stop. It feels good…"
Was Seto still insisting they play 'Pharaoh'?
So be it.
Smirking, Atem surged forward and repeatedly ran his tongue roughly along the underside of Seto's dick, enjoying the way his thighs were trembling on either side of him.
Kaiba pushed the bedroom door open and his heart stopped in his chest at the sight of Atem's spiky head buried between Set's legs.
Set was bent forward with his shoulders shaking, and he jerked his head up the second he saw light coming from the door, and his face twisted in shock and horror when their eyes met.
Atem jerked his head back, horrified to see Set standing at the doorway of his room.
"Set!" Atem shouted angrily, his body burning with humiliation and rage. "Get the fuck out!"
Kaiba's mouth dropped open in shock, slowly piecing together the situation.
Atem had called him Set.
And Atem…was sucking Set's dick…thinking Set was him?!
That motherfucking imposter…had fucking lied to him this afternoon, and he had stupidly fallen for it!
He strode across the room towards the light switch, but Atem blocked his way, fuming.
"Get out, get the fuck out!" Atem cried, his chin slick with saliva, and Kaiba grabbed Atem by the arm, dragging him out of the room and into the dimly lit sitting area.
"Look at me!" Kaiba hissed, shaking him viciously and using the side of his arm to roughly wipe the saliva off of Atem's chin, his stomach twisting with a mixture of rage and arousal. "Do I fucking look like Set to you?!"
Atem froze, his heart pounding loudly in his ears as he gazed up into Seto's pale, handsome face which was clouded with rage.
Oh…no.
No. No. No…. Oh no.
"I…" Atem's knees weakened significantly, and he watched as Kaiba stormed into this room, absolutely beside himself.
Set couldn't compose himself to pull his robes over his erection fast enough before Kaiba stalked into the room with murder in his eyes.
"Fuck you," Kaiba hissed, tackling Set down onto the bed, and Set's cheek stung with a vicious slap that made him see stars. "You motherf—"
"Seto, please…please don't fight. They'll hear!" Atem whispered hoarsely, shutting the door behind him and rushing at the bed, attempting to pry Kaiba off of his priest, who was already limp with fear.
Set felt the weight of Seto Kaiba being dragged off him, and he sat up dizzily, thanking the Pharaoh in his mind just as the light flashed on in the room, causing his eyes to sting.
"What did he do to you?" Kaiba demanded, running his palms up and down Atem's arms, raking his eyes across his tanned skin, looking for marks, but finding none.
"N-Nothing…I am fine!" Atem insisted, lacing his fingers through Kaiba's slender ones and holding on tightly, deeply afraid that Kaiba would never forgive him for this mistake. "Please don't be angry."
Set watched this exchange fearfully, his eyes darting between Seto Kaiba's furious expression and Atem's pleading eyes. He had…misunderstood this relationship greatly. Who was in charge here?! It wasn't Atem? Or was it…?
Atem was speaking rapid-fire Japanese, clearly explaining himself, and Set couldn't help but feel a twinge of longing. Why couldn't Atem speak this freely in front of him?! And in their own language?
"So it's his fault," Kaiba said nastily, rounding on the priest. He had heard enough from Atem to know what the fuck had happened.
Set swallowed nervously and eyed the door again, but Kaiba blocked his view, advancing towards him on the bed with a menacing look, speaking Arabic in a terrifying accent.
"You fucking lied to me," Seto said coldly, ignoring Atem tugging anxiously on his arm, and he shook him off with an angry hiss.
This man needed a good pounding to know his place.
"I did not lie, and it was a mistake," Set said hastily in English, inching deeper into the bed, thinking he would back away, and then dart to the side to get to the door.
"No, it was his mistake, but you knew the entire fucking time," Kaiba hissed, feeling Atem's warm hand wrap around his elbow, restraining him from leaping onto the bed to murder his dark-skinned lookalike.
"Let go of me, Atem."
"Don't kill him," Atem said seriously, and Kaiba turned to him, his eyes gleaming strangely.
"How does he taste?" Kaiba asked nastily, watching Atem blink nervously at him.
Nevermind. He could find out himself.
He bent down to kiss Atem deeply, feeling him stiffen momentarily before responding enthusiastically, and Kaiba could taste an odd tang on Atem's breath.
It wasn't semen, but it was something else, and it didn't taste too bad.
Set watched apprehensively, sliding one leg off the edge of the bed, trying his best to make as little noise as possible. If Seto Kaiba wanted to act possessive in front of him, fine. He would quietly escape….
Atem felt Kaiba pull away, and watched him circle the bed like a hungry fox, stalking his prey—Set.
Set swallowed tightly and froze, wondering why Seto Kaiba was blocking his way to the door. He had already been slapped and almost choked to death…was this man trying to kill him?! And why wasn't Prince Atem stopping him?
Kaiba advanced on Set and eased himself onto the bed.
Set backed away nervously on all fours, accidently flashing Seto Kaiba his front, and his heart pounded so fast, his entire body ached with fear.
"Know your place," Kaiba sneered, grabbing onto Set's tanned ankle and feeling the man freeze beneath his touch. "You look exactly like me…but you will never be me."
"I don't want to be you," Set shot back bravely, but his entire body was trembling and he glanced frantically at Atem, who was standing motionless at the foot of the bed. "Pharaoh!"
"Don't fucking talk to him," Kaiba hissed, grabbing Set's other ankle, and Set kicked out at him, causing his wrist to twist painfully. Cursing, Kaiba lunged at Set and pinned him down by the shoulders, enjoying the way his light brown hair mussed up underneath his head. Hot.
I look quite handsome like that, Kaiba thought vainly, wrestling Set down to keep him on the mattress. That was probably why Atem enjoyed topping him so much. How could he blame him?
"Get off me…you heathen!" Set yelled, struggling to breathe as Seto Kaiba's weight on top of him grew heavier, and he hoped someone would burst into the room to save him, but a tiny part of him knew that that wouldn't happen. "Pharaoh! Order him to stop!"
Atem blinked steadily, numb all over and rooted to the spot with a mixture of pity and arousal churning low in his chest.
"Yeah, call your Pharaoh," Kaiba jeered, straddling Set tightly down on the bed, panting heavily, his head spinning with adrenaline at his victory. "I think you and I need to have another talk."
"I-there is nothing to talk about," Set managed weakly, propping himself up on his elbows and glaring up into an eerily familiar face. "Let me up and I won't have you killed."
"I want to hear you say three things…" Kaiba continued arrogantly, reaching a hand down and grabbing a fistful of Set's hair, yanking his head back and earning a startled cry. "First, say 'I was wrong'. Second, an 'I'm sorry', and third…"
Atem wavered dangerously on the spot, his blood rushing to his head, clouding his rational thoughts. He was witnessing…something incredibly arousing.
"I won't say such nonsense," Set hissed, wondering if he ought to spit in Seto Kaiba's face to get him to back away, and he turned to Atem again for help. "Please…Prince…"
"Oh, it's 'prince' now, is it?" Seto laughed mirthlessly, and Set's hair raised along his arms. He was in trouble….
"Hey, Prince," Kaiba grinned boyishly at Atem, his teeth gleaming white in the semi-darkness. "Come here and hold his shoulders down."
Set shook his head so hard, his neck ached. Atem was going to help this bastard?!
Horrified, he watched Atem approach the bed silently and obediently climb up behind him. Hot knees grazed along the shell of his ear and warm hands pressed down on his shoulders as Seto Kaiba's weight lifted away from his chest.
"No…w-wait…!" Set cried, confusion blanketing him thickly, and he craned his neck back, seeing Atem's spiky-haired silhouette above him. "Are you going let him kill me?!"
"Why the fuck would I want to do that?" Kaiba asked lightly, only understanding two words from that sentence, and he ran his hand up Set's tanned leg, enjoying the way muscles tensed and rippled underneath his palm.
"Don't…touch me…you foreign germ! Atem! He's touching me!" Set yelped, attempting to thrash himself free, but Kaiba sat firmly on his knees and Atem was still holding him down with surprising strength.
Was this… a prank? A joke? Perhaps Atem was just playing?
Atem was deaf to Set's pleas. His mind was buzzing with a strange sound the second he saw Kaiba's slide his hand up Set's front to grope him shamelessly underneath his robes before bunching the fabric up to reveal a Set's semi-hard penis.
"That didn't do it. He didn't like that," Seto said plainly, addressing Atem and meeting his gaze.
Atem blinked slowly at him, his mouth moving on its own.
"Try using your mouth." And he received a boyish grin as Seto replied, "If he tastes bad, I'll blame you."
Set's chest rose and fell heavily with each breath as he glanced nervously between Atem behind his head, and down at Seto Kaiba between his knees, hovering threateningly above his exposed erection.
He couldn't understand a word they were saying!
What were they saying?
Were they going to cut his penis off because Atem had touched him there?!
"There is one difference," Kaiba said loftily, grazing his knuckles along Set's pubic hair, watching his stomach clench and roll in response. "He's darker here."
And he dipped his head down to take Set's length in his mouth, hearing the man let out a startled shout above him before it was quickly muffled, and he paid that no mind, inhaling deeply and giving Set's dick a powerful suck, letting the strange, herbal fragrance fill his lungs.
What the fuck was this…? This guy smelled like incense and flowers.
There was no way Atem couldn't tell the difference, even in the dark.
He pulled off and made sure to graze his teeth along the slit of Set's dick before looking up to glare at Atem, shocked to see Set's arm raised above his head, locked around Atem's neck, kissing him softly.
His stomach twisted strangely at this sight, and Kaiba continued to stare, ignoring the wet dick twitching underneath his chin.
It was like watching a movie, staring himself kissing Atem.
He spitefully gave Set's balls a rough knead, and was pleased to see tanned knees trembling and jerking upwards in response.
Set wondered if he had died.
His body was betraying him in the worst ways. The moment Seto Kaiba's mouth touched his shaft, his mind turned blank, and Atem's mouth came down heavily onto his, the sweetness of his breath smothering him wonderfully.
Atem was…kissing him! Willingly!
And moments after his mind had that tiny celebration, his entire lower body felt like it was being melted off by every teasing upwards stroke of a silky tongue caressing his slit before swirling magnificently around his head.
Th-That was…Seto Kaiba's mouth…! It was no wonder this man spoke so rudely. His mouth was filthy, and it was making him feel like he was sinning.
A cold hand shoved up his shirt and began pinching and twisting his left nipple, sending violent shocks of heat up and down his chest, but he couldn't shout because Atem's tongue was in his mouth, sensually roaming along the backs of his teeth.
Atem could feel Set twitching and shivering in his arms, and he relished in Set's hesitant kisses, and the soft tongue that kept hiding behind teeth, clearly uneager to meet his. Kissing Set was like kissing a frightened animal. Set needed some more training.
The hot wetness around his shaft had disappeared and Set struggled to pry his eyes open, feeling Atem pull away and give him one last lick along his bottom lip before speaking to Seto Kaiba again. He strained his ears, attempting to understand what they were saying.
"He's frightened," Atem said worriedly, trying not to let the curl of disappointment in his chest grow. "How do I make his tongue meet mine?"
"You force him," Kaiba growled, curling his fingers around Set's dick and giving it a few vicious pumps, seeing his twin throw his head so far back in ecstasy that only his sharp chin was visible. "Yeah, you like that? You slimy…"
"A-Atem…" Set panted, fighting the heavy jolts of pleasure raking through his body coming from Seto Kaiba's hand. He gazed at the Pharaoh above him through half-lidded eyes, seeing his face upside-down in the semi-darkness, the tips of his spiky-hair blurring in his vision.
"Seto, switch with me," Atem said firmly, lovingly brushing the hair out of Set's eyes and meeting Kaiba's dark stare. "My turn."
"No, you've already had your turn," Kaiba replied selfishly, and he heard Atem hiss at him in irritation.
"I said, switch," Atem growled, rising to his knees unsteadily, his mind and body heavy with arousal. "Make him kiss with tongue, and then we will switch back."
Set blinked rapidly, trying to clear his vision of the stars that kept dotting the edges of his vision, feeling exhausted as Atem released him and edged around his body. Wh-Where was he going?
Seto Kaiba moved quick, too quickly, and in a flash, Set found his head immobilized between Kaiba's knees, and a cold thumb rested on his chin, prying his lower lip downwards, and hot mouth pressed against his own once more, but this time felt entirely different from when Atem was kissing him.
Kaiba's teeth and tongue were everywhere, sometimes along the shell of his ear, other times, nibbling along his top and bottom lip before traveling down his neck to give his collarbone a sensual lick.
Kaiba gave Set's earlobe and threatening bite, and he hissed in his ear. "Atem wants to kiss with tongue, so you better fucking kiss with tongue."
Why should I believe you?! Set cried in his mind, but he didn't have time to compose himself before a searing heat engulfed his core, and he realized Atem was now the one sucking him down there, because the motions were gentle, and the touches were soft, meanwhile, Seto Kaiba took this chance to shove his tongue thickly in past his teeth, prodding rudely in the corners of his mouth, and a pair of cold fingers pinched his nipples too painfully.
Set thrust his tongue out angrily against the intrusion of Kaiba's tongue in his mouth, and was met with teeth clamping down on his tip, sucking and rolling him firmly so much that his stomach clenched and dipped with a building orgasm as Atem's mouth tightened around the base of his dick, causing a wonderful pressure to rise inside of him.
Too much. It was all too much.
Atem's mouth…was on his privates…and Seto Kaiba's kissing, was somehow even more exquisite….
Was this their plan from the beginning?!
Set felt Kaiba pull away breathlessly and grin at Atem, speaking in a low, excited tone.
"I got him to kiss with tongue." Kaiba smiled evilly, and Atem didn't pause in his motions, bringing his head down against Set's dick so hard, he felt the tip hit the back of his throat, and he could feel Set's thighs tensing mightily beneath him. Delicious. What a wonderful reaction!
"Hey…hey, that's enough," Kaiba snapped, digging his nails into Set's shoulder, thinking Atem was enjoying himself too much. "Switch."
Atem shook his head stiffly, not pulling his mouth away from Set's erection, giving his balls a soft knead before tilting his head to the side to gently suck along the shaft, batting his eyelashes at Kaiba, knowing that the CEO enjoyed watching him.
A rough hand slipped through the back of Atem's hair and yanked his head up and away from Set's dick.
Atem heard Set let out a soft grunt underneath him, and Kaiba's face appeared in his vision before he found himself being kissed deeply and passionately, tasting Set on Kaiba's breath.
Oh…this felt…amazing. Set's dick, and Kaiba's mouth…maybe both of them at the same time would make him orgasm so hard, he would ascend to heaven!
Set narrowed his eyes at the scene above him, trying to calm his pounding heart.
His erection was standing at attention, shining slick with saliva, being neglected by Atem, while his lips swelled and burned at the loss of contact from Kaiba, who was busy kissing Atem.
He felt oddly left out, because the attention had been shifted away from him, and he continued to watch Kaiba's hands roam down Atem's front, finding his nipples through the fabric and pinching them playfully.
Set felt his cheeks burn as Atem steadily moved to straddle him while still connected at the lips with Kaiba and he looked away so fast, his neck ached.
There was a soft rustle, and Atem could feel Set shifting uncomfortably underneath him.
Kaiba could also feel Set squirming impatiently beneath him, and he pulled Atem closer, intent on showing Set that Atem belonged to him.
"Turn around," Kaiba breathed, caressing Atem's toned arm and enjoying the way his muscles tensed excitedly at his touch.
"Around?" Atem asked curiously, his mind on Set flexing and straining underneath him.
Kaiba leaned away and grinned, pointing down at Set's face before saying, "Straddle him the way you do for me, but raise your ass to my mouth."
Atem nodded mutely and unclipped his cloak, and Set watched with increasing horror as the king tossed it aside and let it slide to the floor unceremoniously.
T-The king's cloak…just carelessly…thrown on the floor…! A sin was happening before his very eyes!
Stunned beyond belief, Set watched as Atem padded his way across his body and shifted, turning around until he was sitting with his back facing him, speaking in a questioning tone, and a commanding tone came from behind his head, from Seto Kaiba, and Set watched with increasing trepidation as Atem raised up on his knees and inched his ass towards his chin.
Conflicted, Set turned his head away, his cheeks and ears burning with embarrassment. Such an indecent position for the Pharaoh to be in….
His head was twisted around to painfully to face forward by a pair of cold hands on his chin and forehead, and Seto Kaiba threatened him in English. "You look, and you understand what this is."
"I...understand," Set growled in response. This was the king's ass. He didn't have the right look upon it.
Atem's ass was inching closer to his chin, and Set held his breath as Atem's ass passed over his chin, and rested lightly above his mouth, such that his nose was pressed between his soft assch eeks.
Unsure if he could breathe, Set felt as if his lungs were about to explode from him holding his breath.
Atem's ass…was on his face.
Atem's ass was on his face. Something wonderfully soft was resting on his chin, and the scent of sex was heavy in the air.
Was Seto Kaiba trying to smother him to death using the king's ass?
Atem settled comfortably on Set's face, enjoying the hot breath grazing against his hole between his ass cheeks, and he stared at the tip of Set's erection which was leaking pitifully. Too bad he couldn't reach him with his mouth…
He felt Kaiba's hands spreading him and rolling up the hem of his robe, and he heard Set let out a defiant gasp before Kaiba's voice sounded behind him, "Shut up. You'll enjoy this."
Atem gazed longingly at Set's dick, just out of reach, and he turned around to tell Kaiba. "I want to touch…his…"
"Wait." Came the impatient response, and Set blinked rapidly, still not understanding a word, but he couldn't form a coherent string of thought, because Atem's balls were hanging inches above his nose, and a pale middle finger was thrusting vigorously into his hole, and this was all happening right between his eyes.
Atem sank down onto his elbows and pressed his cheek down onto Set's abdomen, panting excitedly and enjoying the heated waves of pleasure coming from Kaiba's finger inside him, twisting and swirling enthusiastically, and he felt Kaiba press downwards onto his prostate too suddenly, and he spasmed involuntarily, letting out a soft hiss.
Set's eyes began to water, and his body burned with a strange fire as he continued to stare at Kaiba's hand thrusting into Atem's ass. His dick throbbed terribly, aching to be touched, and Atem's weight on top of him was too arousing, he didn't want to move, otherwise he would lose sight of the wonderful action happening above his nose.
He felt the bed dip and shift suddenly behind his head, and he jerked his head up, but Kaiba's hand came down painfully on his forehead, forcing his head back down onto the pillows.
"Stay."
Set blinked, forgetting to breathe as he watched Kaiba's dick appear above his forehead, and slowly ease its way into Atem, and a strange ringing filled his ears, mingling with Atem's pleasurable cries. Atem's hands were gripping his hips so firmly, his skin burned, and a hot, tight mouth came down onto his dick so suddenly, he almost came.
Kaiba smirked triumphantly, barely able to see Set's shocked reaction between Atem's legs, and he rocked his hips forward happily, earning another sharp gasp from Atem, and a wide-eyed stare from Set. Did this guy understand yet?
Atem…was…his….
And Kaiba lost himself in the hot threads of ecstasy running up and down his thighs every time Atem's hole clenched around the base of his dick, and he stared intently at the way Atem's spiky head was dipped down between Set's trembling thighs. He was about to cum, and wished there was a mirror at the end of the bed, so he could see Set's dick in Atem's mouth.
Set couldn't see or think straight, because Atem's tongue was flicking teasingly over his slit, over and over again without mercy, and he could see cum gathering at the rim of Atem's ass as Kaiba came thickly. A drop of semen landed on his cheek, the scent causing his stomach to churn and flip violently with an orgasm.
Kaiba glanced down between his legs, pleased to see Set's flushed expression underneath Atem, and he paused in his motions, feeling Atem squirm, so he gave the pharaoh a few more steady thrusts before carefully extracting himself, fixating on the way Set's chest was heaving up and down with excitement at what he had just witnessed.
Atem collapsed weakly and pressed his cheek down gently on Set's thigh, thoroughly spent but at the same time, mesmerized by the quivering erection Set was still sporting, and it was slick with cum and Atem's saliva.
How surreal. He had just sucked Set dry, while Seto was inside him….
There was a gentle pat on the back of his thigh, and cold hands pulled Atem into an upright position.
Seto had managed to edge off the bed so he could carefully lift Atem off of Set's limp body, and carry him into the bath.
Set struggled to sit up, his head spinning violently the second Atem's weight left his chest, and he watched the pair disappear into the bathroom. The door shut with an audible click! and a ringing silence followed.
The priest thumped his head back onto Atem's pillows, the scent from their sex wafted up around him, and Set rolled over onto his side, trying to hold his breath but failing because his heart was still pounding thickly in his chest, making regular breaths of air hard to take.
Gripping the edge of the sheets, he forced himself to calm down, desperately ignoring the thick wetness that was slowly drying between his thighs.
That was his own essence, which was dripping onto the king's bed.
A sickly-sweet stench blanketed the air, and Set shut his eyes, breathing steadily, realizing he was covered in fluids from head to toe.
Seto Kaiba's semen on was on his cheek and in his hair, also drying quickly.
Atem's semen stained the entire front of his chest, half of it on his skin, the other on the front of his robes.
Unsure of what to do with himself, Set stayed very still and listened to the sounds of running water. Atem's gentle laugh echoing through the walls caused his stomach to turn.
They were carrying on in the bath as usual, as if nothing had happened.
I've been assaulted! Set realized with a cold trickling horror, his heart not slowing a beat as it continued to pound painfully in his chest.
Those two had…used him as a rag for their sexual fluids and forced him to watch them engage in the activity.
Could they have released elsewhere? Yes.
But Set was sure that Seto Kaiba releasing in his hair was intentional.
Breathing shallowly, Set sat up carefully again and inched his legs over the edge of Atem's bed, shivering with a mixture of cold and fear.
He had to leave. If he stayed another second, Seto Kaiba might come out and demand something more from him and….
Set trembled at the thought of Kaiba entering him from behind the way he had done to Atem just moments ago.
I would sooner die, Set vowed to himself, his toes touching the cold floor right as the door to the bathroom swung open and Atem emerged in a cloud of steam, wearing nothing but a towel around his waist.
Atem paused and blinked, registering that Set was still on the bed before he turned to throw a bright smile at Kaiba coming up behind him, also wearing nothing but a towel. "I win, Seto. He is still here."
"Damn," Kaiba hissed, tugging the towel off of his waist and draping it over his head to dry his hair, his cheeks burning with a mixture of humiliation and anger.
So his show of ownership didn't work. That bastard had stayed...probably hoping for more. On top of that, he had lost a bet to Atem.
Set jerked his head away quickly to stare at the opposite end of the room the second Kaiba's towel left his waist and he heard a chuckle from Atem that made the hair rise along his arms.
"Wash up, Set," Atem said carelessly, moving towards the bed and leaning against the side. "I need to sit. Move."
Set leapt off the bed and made a desperate dash for the bathroom, hearing Kaiba insult him as he passed, but he willed himself not to react as he shut the door behind him firmly, feeling like a trapped animal.
Atem sat down gingerly on the edge of his bed and eyed Kaiba headily, noticing the same sour look that he wore every time Set was involved.
"It wasn't good?" Atem ventured carefully, hearing Kaiba let out an arrogant huff of air and remain quiet.
Here it was again, the silent treatment.
"Well, I enjoyed it," Atem shrugged nonchalantly and ran a hand over the bedsheets, checking for stains and patches of wet semen. "…So, as loser of the wager, you will treat him gently."
"Can't do that," Kaiba answered flatly, moving towards the bed and sweeping his gaze over the tousled sheets which looked unusually clean.
Well, he had purposely cum in Set's hair, and Atem had cum on Set's chest…did that imposter even cum? Or was that bastard too busy watching and was now finishing himself quietly in the bathroom?
"There's no wetness!" Atem exclaimed, sounding quite perplexed, but pleased.
Kaiba eased himself onto the bed and snaked his arms around Atem's naked waist, pulling him down beside him into the pillows with a soft pof! and nuzzled his nose into the crook of his neck, inhaling his exotic scent deeply.
"Sleep," Kaiba insisted, throwing one leg over Atem's thighs, pinning him in place. "Forget him. He will walk out when he sees us both asleep."
"Another wager," Atem countered quietly, hearing something clang loudly through the wall, and he could only deduce that Set had probably dropped something in his haste. "He will climb into the bed with us."
"…With no legs because I will have broken them both," Kaiba responded aggressively, curling his fingertips into the soft skin of Atem's hips.
"So you agree?" Atem smiled mischievously in the semi-darkness, his angular violet eyes gleaming enticingly. "That he will climb into bed with us?"
"Do you want that?" Kaiba growled, tensing and feeling all vestiges of sleep leaving his body as anger slowly took its place.
He wouldn't put it past his imposter to try and double-dip for seconds.
But if Atem was fine with it, the he would have to make sure Set really knew his place in this bed, and that was…beneath him.
Set leaned his ear against the door, straining to hear something…anything, but was met with silence. The door was too thick. Had they fallen asleep? Was it safe to sneak past them and exit the room with the last shreds of his dignity?
Because he was no longer wearing the top half of his robes which had been stained with Atem's semen, so he would have to make it back to his room undetected by the maid…or anyone for that matter.
He quietly turned the handle and inched the door open, listening for sounds of movement. Hearing nothing, he stepped out of the bathroom and strode quickly towards the door, his gaze burning into the golden handle at the end of the room.
Ignore the bed. Do not look.
Atem watched Set walk resolutely to the door and rest his hand on the knob, his arm shaking visibly in the dark.
"Set," Atem whispered hoarsely, feeling Seto quietly shift beside him in his sleep and he patted the empty space on the bed. "Come, let's talk."
Set curled his fingers around the door handle and swayed dangerously on the spot, his ears ringing.
There was a long, heavy silence before Atem spoke up again, frowning worriedly.
"Set, please. Are you angry with me? Do you hate me?"
Set blinked, his own hand blurring in his vision as his eyes heated up strangely.
Anger? Hate?
He wasn't currently experiencing any of those emotions. Instead, he was excited, fearful, embarrassed, aroused, and…extremely unsatisfied.
Atem watched Set turn to smile at him with a strange expression, his blue eyes unusually dark.
"I could never hate you, my prince," he said seriously, and Atem gestured him towards the bed once more.
Set hesitated and contemplated it for one moment before changing his mind.
He wanted to lay in bed with the king, but…he knew it was something highly forbidden, especially considering how he was a member of his court, and they were both males.
But Seto Kaiba could probably get away with it, pleading ignorance as a foreigner.
Shaking his head roughly, Set pulled the door open, letting warm yellow light spill into the dark room, and he heard Atem growl at him from behind.
"Set, close the door. That's an order."
Cold sweat ran down the back of the priest's neck as he stiffened his arm, forcing himself to ease the door shut, throwing the room back into semi-darkness, with nothing but the silvery moon filtering in through the tall windows as light.
"Come here and lay down," Atem insisted, growing excited at the thought of waking up and seeing two Seto look-alikes on either side of him in bed.
Set turned around slowly and eyed the edge of the bed, his mouth growing dry as he swallowed nervously.
He wanted to.
He didn't want to.
He really wanted to.
He really didn't want to.
"…That's an order," Atem added carelessly, patting the spot on the bed with impatience. "Now."
Set tried speaking several times before he found his voice, and he whispered hoarsely, not wanting to wake Seto Kaiba. "My king…you can't…you can't—"
…Order me to sin, Set finished halfheartedly in his mind, but his stomach was already churning with excitement. Maybe...this meant that Atem loved him more than Seto Kaiba, and he could steal Atem away into his own room if he played his cards right.
If this was what Atem wanted…then as his right-hand man, he would happily oblige!
Atem nodded encouragingly, pleased to see Set approach the edge of the bed obediently, watching his knees sink into the soft mattress, and his demeanor changed instantly.
A tanned, ring-adorned hand crept toward Atem's leg and rested lightly on his knee.
Set's eyes were unusually dark, and Atem smiled pleasantly at his priest, secretly pleased at the sudden change of heart.
I can do better than that man, Set thought nervously to himself, doing his best to ignore Kaiba's soft breathing coming from the other side of the bed.
He bravely leaned forward to kiss the pharaoh, holding his breath tightly as their lips met, and his stomach dipped violently when Atem's warm hands snaked through his hair, pulling him steadily closer.
Atem's lips were soft and inviting, and he tasted like a wonderful exotic nectar.
Struggling to breathe, Set shifted uncomfortably on the bed and inched closer to Atem, rising up on his knees and reaching forward with both hands to grab the king's slender shoulders, feeling him tense slightly before he gave them a warm squeeze.
Pulling out of the kiss, he threw his arms around Atem and drew him into a tight embrace, trying to calm his thundering heart which was beating so fast, it was beginning in to hurt.
Set felt Atem push him away lightly, his body shaking with silent laughter.
"Stop that," Atem said playfully, thinking it felt odd to be held so gently, and Set didn't loosen his grip.
"I…you…" Set said quietly, his voice muffled into Atem's shoulder, and Atem frowned, shrugging Set off of him and giving him a firm shove, but Set fought him stubbornly.
They wrestled each other silently before Set was rolled heavily onto his side as Atem pinned him down tightly, his spiky hair outlined wonderfully above him in in the semi-darkness.
"What is the matter with you?" Atem hissed, squeezing his knees threateningly against Set's hips. His priest tensed underneath him, and the arousing feeling was too familiar.
The way his light brown hair fell away from his face was too familiar.
The wide-eyed, slightly desperate look in his blue eyes was familiar.
Unable to help himself, Atem surged forward and kissed Set deeply, gripping his head in both of his hands, holding him firmly in place while his tongue roamed bravely past the fronts of his teeth to sensually lick the roof of his mouth.
Atem pulled away and Set propped himself up on his elbows breathlessly, gazing up into Atem's face and finally managing to speak.
"What do you see in that man? I can do everything he can for you."
Atem blinked and glared hotly. "No you can't," he said bluntly.
"I can!" Set insisted, louder this time. He was no longer afraid of waking Seto Kaiba sleeping peacefully beside them. Atem sitting on top of him was proof that he was being willingly touched!
Atem's expression was unreadable as he dragged a hand up Set's thigh, bunching his robes up around hips and letting the fabric catch on a very visible erection as he responded with conviction, "Seto can do things for me that other no man can."
Enraged upon hearing this, Set reached out and grabbed Atem's arm, pulling him down into a heated kiss with tongue and teeth, eager to prove himself.
Atem smiled into the kiss, enjoying Set's newfound enthusiasm. The way Set kissed was innocent and warm; nothing like the way Kaiba would kiss, often using more teeth. And there were no sweet, lingering moments, like there were now, with Set, who would press himself tightly up against his body and tenderly trail his lips down his chin and across his jawline.
Atem's mind hummed pleasantly as Set's warm breath sent a shiver down his spine, and his priest pulled away to rest his cheek on his chest, listening to the loud beating of the king's heart.
The pace is different, Set though darkly, steadily counting the thumps underneath his ear as he tried to quell his anxiety. His own heart was racing a thousand beats per minute, but Atem's was a steady thrum. The pharaoh was clearly calmer about this than he was, and that thought unnerved him.
"I…adore you…" Set whispered, wrapping his arms firmly around Atem's waist and turning his gaze upwards, meeting the pharaoh's angular violet eyes which were slightly wide with shock.
"I adore you too," Atem answered simply, throwing Kaiba's sleeping form a nervous glance, thinking if Kaiba opened his eyes to witness this scene, there would be hell to pay.
Set felt Atem tense and attempt to push him away, but he held on tighter, his eyes heating up with emotion as he tried to express himself accurately. "I've always been by your side…. even as children, we've—"
"Shut up," Atem interrupted, his expression darkening, and he lowered his voice, reaching down to grab Set's wrist and pressing the palm of the priest's hand against his cheek.
Set blinked rapidly, his voice caught tightly. The pharaoh's skin was hot.
Atem slid his hand down lower on his face before stopping at his throat, his angular eyes narrowed into such threatening slits, he almost unrecognizable, and Set suppressed a terrified shiver.
"You've always treated me like a child, Set," Atem said coldly, forcefully shoving Set's hand higher against his own throat, enjoying the way Set's arm trembled in his grasp. "You would never do this to me, or show me unthinkable pleasure in the most unfathomable ways…"
Unable to speak, Set watched helplessly as Atem maneuvered his hand away from his neck and back up to his face, pressing his lips tightly into the center of his palm, and a silky tongue flicked out to lick him.
Startled, Set gasped and jerked his hand back, seeing Atem smirking knowingly above him.
"But you know who can? He can," Atem nodded at the back of Kaiba's hair splayed out on the mattress, inches away from Set's elbow, and Set shook his head weakly, his erection aching and throbbing painfully between his legs. Why…why did he feel this way…?!
"You say you can do everything he can do for me?" the pharaoh continued ruthlessly, nodding at the tiny bottle of body oil sitting innocently on the nightstand. "Grab that and give it to me."
Set moved without thinking, reaching out to the side to wrap his fingers around the bottle and handing it to Atem, wondering if he would regret that action later, but this was fine.
Atem…was a gentle lover, right?
Just as that thought left his mind, Set found the hem of his robes bunched up around his hips and Atem had generously coated his hand in the oil and was bringing his hand up and down along his erection, giving his dick a slow, sensual rub, and Set pressed hand to his mouth to suppress an excited gasp that almost escaped from his throat.
Wait…! Set thought worriedly, throwing an anxious glance at the rolled-up lump that was Seto Kaiba, still blissfully asleep beside him.
"I can only show you an inkling of what I've learned," Atem said deeply, no longer whispering. "I am still learning, but here…for you, Set…"
Hot hands padded up his chest and found his nipples, pinching and rolling them playfully while a warm sensation engulfed his lower body, and Set grimaced as something stung underneath his balls. He realized it was Atem's knee, nudging his thighs apart, and his body froze unwillingly.
Wait… wait! It was fine down there with mouth...and tongue…but, was Atem going to enter him?!
"Do you feel strange?" Atem asked heartlessly, knowing exactly what this sensation was. Kaiba would often neglect him below while teasing him above...until he begged for it.
Set shook his head tightly, turning his head to stare at the door before aiming his gaze back to Atem's face, seeing the king grin impishly at him and drag a hand up past his balls to give his front a quick jerk, sending a violent shock of heated pleasure running through his core.
Tense with a mixture of fear and curiosity, Set dimly wondered why he had never felt this sensation with women before.
Atem pried Set's thighs apart and leaned forward between them, dipping his head down to bite, lick, and suck teasingly on one of Set's nipples, enjoying the way his priest was squirming beneath him, his long legs curling over his calves and repeatedly sliding up and down over them in an attempt to grind his dick upwards into his stomach.
Snickering, Atem reached down to palm Set's balls warmly, giving them a firm knead before slipping a finger down to slide sensually over his hole, feeling the oil gather beneath the pads of his fingertips, and he felt Set buck his hip upwards, causing the tip of his penis to rub lewdly along the center of his chest.
Set's musk was very different from Kaiba's, and Atem was enjoying the difference immensely, listening to Set's soft, hiccupping pants beneath him as opposed to Kaiba's even, heavy, excited breathing.
"I want hear you say you want it," Atem said wickedly, lifting his head up from Set's nipple to give it another teasing lick, and Set convulsed stiffly underneath him again. So…sensitive! Was this why Kaiba enjoyed teasing so much? These reactions were so delicious and they made Atem feel powerful.
"I don't know what I want," Set answered weakly, knowing this was the biggest lie he had ever told in his life. Was Atem out of his mind?! He was going to do this blatantly while Seto Kaiba was laying right there?!
"Then we will continue like this," Atem smirked and dove his head back down, alternating between Set's left and right nipples while he slowly slipped one finger into Set's hole, and began thrusting it gently, sometimes pulling out completely to massage Set's balls before shoving his finger right back into Set's heat, until Set was twisting and gasping incoherently beneath him.
"Two?" Atem asked plainly, before giving Set's already-red nipple a firm bite, and he pressed his middle finger into Set's hole with ease while using his thumb to gently massage the base of Set's balls, the way Kaiba often did for him, enjoying the way the delicious softness was sucking him in, and he ached to feel that sensation around his own cock.
Set squirmed, his body uncomfortably hot.
Sweat was gathering along his back and was causing his skin to stick to the sheets, and he could feel different heated jolts of fire every time he attempted to twist away. Atem's fingers were relentless inside him, and every time they left his body, it made him feel strangely empty inside. He wanted release, but Atem seemed to know this, and always kept him at the edge, almost cruelly.
"…No…" Set gasped, wrapping his legs around the backs of Atem's thighs to bring the fingers deeper inside him, but Atem withdrew his hand completely and hovered triumphantly above him, his tanned cheeks flushed visibly.
"You can't take it anymore, can you?" Atem coaxed cleverly, lifting Set's legs up higher, gazing down at the pink hole that was clenching and unclenching eagerly.
"No…" Set breathed, giving in and throwing a hand over his forehead with shame, his chest heaving mightily as a thick, delicious heat pressed enticingly against his hole and stretched him wonderfully.
Atem smiled devilishly in triumph and eased himself into Set with passionate vigor, gripping Set's hips and giving him several, deep, vicious thrusts, feeling the bed rock slightly with every forward motion, and Set felt his own body respond against his will, arching his back and inching his hips downward onto Atem's length, enjoying the way Atem's thighs were flush against the back of his legs.
It was an amazing feeling indeed! And Set curled his fingers into the sheets, bunching them underneath his damp palms as Atem slid thickly into him once more, right up the hilt.
His arm was pried away from his forehead by a warm hand, and their eyes met.
Atem gazed down at him, his spiky blonde bangs framing his lovely face, his brow furrowed with concentration and concern, his lips moving, "Is it painful?"
Set shook his head tightly and shut his eyes, enjoying every new sensation that crashed over his body every time Atem bit his collarbone, kissed his cheek, grabbed his hair or pressed a hand tightly down against the center of his stomach with every heated thrust.
This made him hate Seto Kaiba more, knowing that that man received pleasure like this from Atem nightly, because Atem was attentive and honest in his actions, and this sin was…wonderful…heavenly.
Sinning like this felt like nothing that Set had ever experienced before, and he wanted it to last forever…all night. Was that possible?
Beside him on the bed, Kaiba felt the bed dip down violently, and he kept his eyes tightly shut, cursing Mokuba in his mind. Could his brother stop jumping up and down on the bed?!
He pried his eyes open tiredly and found himself staring at the ornate handle of an unfamiliar nightstand, with the sounds of heavy panting coming from behind him while the bed continued to rock and dip down rhythmically.
His stomach clenched and curled into a solid pit of anger and jealousy, but he stayed still, wondering if he could decipher what was happening behind him without looking.
"You can't cum yet," Atem insisted, reaching down to grab the base of Set's dick and giving it a tight squeeze, earning a frantic gasp and a shake of his head.
I see, Kaiba thought darkly, shifting and sighing audibly, still pretending to be asleep and wondering if they would notice.
They did. There was a silent pause behind him.
Set's heart threatened to explode out of his chest as he frantically eyed the back of Kaiba's hair, noticing that the CEO now had an elbow tucked under his head.
That man was awake! He was most certain of it! That despicable…he was probably listening to them fuck, and he enjoying it! This was all part of a ploy, and he had foolishly fallen for Atem's charms!
Atem waited several heartbeats before looking away from Kaiba's sleeping form and continued to shove himself into Set, pleased with the way Set was clenching tightly around him and earning several more audible gasps. Atem grit his teeth, feeling his thighs ache with effort, and he paused mid-thrust when he noticed a change in Kaiba's breathing.
Kaiba…was awake. How long had he been awake?! Had he been listening this whole time?
Set clenched and unclenched heatedly around Atem's dick and hissed at the Pharaoh, "Please…continue!"
Kaiba strained to understand Atem when he replied, and he felt the bed dip and shift again, Set's panting was very audible, and Kaiba crossed his ankles tightly, hating his boner. He wanted to hear more of Set's suffering, but it sounded like his imposter was enjoying himself.
"Seto…" Atem called out to him and Kaiba remained still, realizing he might've been caught. He was facing the other way! How the fuck would Atem know if he was awake?
"…Please, Atem…please," Set's trembling voice sounded scared and pitiful.
What the fuck was going on?
"Owner, I know you are awake," Atem hissed, gripping Set's thighs so tightly the skin whitened, and he finally saw Kaiba react to this and sit up slowly.
O-Owner?! Set thought, paling and he grew cold all over, watching his body-double turn to face them with anger clouded across his handsome features.
Kaiba blinked, lightheaded and dizzy at the sight before him.
Atem was directly behind Set, gripping his tanned legs and holding them up high, exposing his wet hole, and a pitifully leaking erection that was going limp.
"I got you a gift," Atem said, hoping his voice didn't shake and he leaned down to give Set's shoulder a firm bite, hearing Set's frightened shout echo around in the room.
"See?" Atem encouraged, releasing one of Set's legs and reaching down the front of his stomach to give his waning erection a few energetic strokes, and it sprang back to life again, quivering enticingly at Kaiba.
Atem inched his hands lower past Set's balls and splayed his fingers out over Set's hole, stretching his cheeks apart and hearing Set let out another cry while shaking his head.
"I know you like a virgin hole," Atem coaxed knowingly, and Kaiba ran his tongue along the underside of his teeth, his dick itching and throbbing as his resolve slipped.
Perfect. This was actually…perfect.
"Wh-What are you saying to him?" Set cried, craning his head to look at Atem over his shoulder, doing his best to look anywhere but directly in front of him, where Kaiba was advancing on all fours, giving off an aura of a feral fox.
"I told him you'd be good," Atem replied carelessly, his expression lighting up when he saw Kaiba's expression turn dark and gleeful, his blue eyes fixated on Set's nipples which had been tortured deep red.
Kaiba lifted the hem of his own robes and threateningly flashed Set his erection, inching closer towards him and jutting himself right up against Set's hole, tapping the head of his penis against the back of Set's thigh.
"I'm cumming inside of you," Kaiba said devilishly, slowly rolling his own foreskin over the tip of his dick, enjoying the warm threads of pleasure snaking their way up and down his legs.
"I hate you," Set spat venomously, and Atem's arm wrapped tightly around his neck, nearly choking the air out of him, causing his vision to turn green.
"Be…nice," Atem growled, and Kaiba took this chance to press the head of his dick into Set's hole, feeling himself being sucked in quickly and too easily.
Lies.
Atem had had his turn here, but this was fine, because Set's hole was wonderfully hot and tight.
Kaiba let out a low laugh and began pounding relentlessly into Set, watching the man throw his head back against Atem's chest, his cries muffled by a firm kiss from Atem above him, and Kaiba let the image of Atem kissing Set burn into his vision with every thrust.
Nice, very nice. This was better than mirror sex, because he could directly experience this version of himself, being dominated while still enjoying Atem's tenderness.
Kaiba slowed his pace as he felt an orgasm building too soon, but he felt Set's legs clamp down tightly around his waist, forcefully pulling him in closer. Furious, Kaiba realized Set was using him purely as a floating dick for his own pleasure while his mouth was connected to Atem, and since his legs were longer than Atem's, holding him tightly in place was doable.
After a few more vicious thrusts, Kaiba grabbed the base of Set's dick and squeezed, denying Set an orgasm while he came spitefully in his ass, and relished in the way Set spasmed and jerked beneath him.
Atem felt Set bite down on his lower lip, and he pulled away for air, glancing up at Kaiba, who was extracting himself from Set with a satisfied smirk.
"Done," Kaiba said coldly, reaching forward to grab Atem by the arm and pulling him away from Set's limp form. "Come here."
Atem let himself be dragged across the bed and watched with wide eyes as Kaiba straddled him tightly and threw Set a condescending look, speaking quickly in English.
"You clearly haven't learned anything. You're wondering what I can do for him?"
And Kaiba spied the bottle of body oil lying beside Set's ankle, and he snatched it up, trickling a generous amount onto his slender fingers and reaching down between his ass cheeks to give his hole a rub and a light stretch with one finger.
Good, he was still soft back there from their earlier lovemaking.
Set blinked rapidly and looked away, his eyes burning with unshed tears of frustration and jealousy.
Seto Kaiba had denied him an orgasm and now wanted to show off again?!
No.
He was not going to watch this man dirty Atem in front of him again, even though it was arousing to watch….
"I'm ordering you to look here, Set," Atem's commanding voice shocked him back to reality, and Set jerked his head up to meet Atem's unblinking gaze against his own will. Damn…damn it all. He would always obey Atem no matter what….
Set could feel his stomach sinking terribly as he watched with increasing amazement at the way Kaiba spread himself with practiced ease and brazenly rammed his unprepared hole downwards onto Atem's dick.
There were simultaneous cries of ecstasy ringing in his ears, and Set felt his stomach twist strangely again, watching Atem throw his head back with a blissful expression painted across his delicate features as Kaiba had one hand down on the Pharaoh's abdomen to keep himself steady, while the other hand held up the hem of his robes, giving him a full view of what was happening below.
Incredulous and growing aroused once more, Set watched Kaiba let the hem of his robes down and grab Atem's dick through the cloth, giving him a few torturous strokes as Atem's knees trembled and jerked with pleasure.
"Look, he doesn't want it right away," Kaiba said breathlessly, feeling a heightened sense of control at the way Set was watching them enviously. "You gave it to him right away…he gets bored."
Atem turned his head to the side to gaze at Set, dimly aware of Set's envy through his haze of intense pleasure. "Cum…I want to c—"
"Shut up, not yet," Kaiba replied, ramming himself down against Atem's length again and shivering happily at the fresh wave of heat reverberating from the base of his cock. He grabbed Atem's hand and placed two fingers into his mouth, giving the knuckles a firm bite, enjoying the way Atem wiggled and pressed his fingers down on this tongue demandingly.
Set's felt his own fingers twitch and he daringly inched them down between his legs, brushing his fingertips over the wet tip of his dick, aching to touch himself.
Atem saw this movement and snapped out of his pleasurable stupor to glare and snap at Set, "Don't touch yourself. Watch."
Caught off guard, Kaiba also glanced over at Set, and Atem took this chance to throw his legs up around Kaiba's waist to tackle him onto his side, pounding heavily into him and enjoying the way Set's shocked gasps and Kaiba's excited ones mingled in the air.
His mouth dry and his eyes watering, Set watched Atem reach down to wrap his fingers around the base of Kaiba's dick in the same way that had been done to him earlier, denying him an orgasm while relentlessly fucking him without mercy, his hands on the backs of Kaiba's slender, pale thighs, keeping them raised and high over his head.
A-Amazing….
Atem was right. He could not have imagined this….
"F-Fuck!" Kaiba gasped, growing cold all over as Atem torturously brought him down from the brink of an orgasm and pulled out slowly, wearing a mischievous smile.
"I'm not fucking around, let me cum," Kaiba hissed, sitting up weakly and watching Atem reach for Set, and his vision swam with bright dots. He wasn't even sure if feeling jealous was productive anymore…he just wanted to cum, badly.
"Come, Set," Atem said warmly, grabbing his priest gently by the hand and pulling him closer. "He's ready now, go on and put it inside him as much as you want."
Dizzy with a mixture of arousal and revenge, Set clambered eagerly toward Kaiba's open legs and grabbed them with force, digging his nails into his pale skin purposefully, seeing the man throw him a lustful glare and say clumsily in Arabic, "Fool. The more it hurts, the better it feels."
"Good!" Set declared loftily, wasting no time, and inching the head of his dick closer toward Kaiba's hole, and to his displeasure, Kaiba did not look away with shame and instead held his gaze challengingly.
He hesitated for a moment, and he felt Atem's warm, encouraging hand on his lower back, so he thrust himself forward vigorously, pleased to hear Kaiba let out a half-laugh beneath him that made his chest tighten.
This man…showed genuine emotion a lot more this way, and it was unsettling him.
Unable to keep his thoughts coherent, Set lost himself in Kaiba's warmth, enjoying how his hole was tight, and hot, letting his elbows buckle weakly, his chin almost hitting Kaiba's cheek.
To his horror, a pale hand came up to grab the side of his head, pulling him down into a fiery kiss with clashing teeth and tongue, sending wild jolts of pleasure and warmth down his entire body.
Set's mind was buzzing with a mixture of amusement and uncertainty. Suddenly, the warm hand that had been resting on his lower back traveled lower, and a familiar heat crept up along his crack. Two hands planted firmly on his ass cheeks began to spread him.
Set froze and jerked his head up away from the kiss, whipping his head around to gaze anxiously behind him at Atem, who had positioned himself powerfully behind him, his teeth glinting as he smiled widely in the semi-darkness
A strong hand snaked through the back of his hair and yanked his head downward, and Set found himself nose-to-nose with Kaiba. "Look here, and don't fucking stop."
"I…" Set bit his tongue painfully as he felt Atem enter him from behind and rock him forward strongly, so strongly his dick slid deeper into Kaiba's ass, and Kaiba shivered happily, cursing fluently.
"Good, Seto?" Atem asked quietly, his voice almost drowned out by Set's incessant shivering and desperate cries for help.
"…Ph-Pharaoh…" Set struggled to speak, and was silenced once more by Kaiba's lips on his. Long arms came up around his shoulders and pulled him downward with such force, his elbows buckled and he became a limp, ragdoll at the mercy of Atem's relentless pace and Kaiba's teasing pinches at his nipples which were still sore and throbbing.
Kaiba let his breath out in a slow hiss and enjoyed the way Set's dick entered him heavily, and he locked his ankles around the backs of Set's legs, his toes brushing against Atem's thighs. "Stay, don't move…"
Set's dick was quite nice. It wasn't quite as girthy as Atem's but it was longer, and it could hit places higher up inside him.
"I can't anymore…I can't!" Set insisted, trembling and spasming against his will as Atem continued to slide thickly into him so much that the rim of his anus was beginning to burn and chafe, and he was ignored by both Kaiba and Atem.
Every time Atem rocked his hips forward, Set would be entered deeply, and Kaiba would respond by bucking upwards, taking his dick deeper into his ass, clamping around him tightly, wrenching a violent orgasm from him, causing his head to spin and his body to burn.
Feeling drained and helpless, Set cried out every time Atem slid into him and he gave Kaiba's nipple a spiteful bite, watching the CEO throw his head back let out a guttural growl that turned into a laugh as Atem took this as a sign to continue with even more vigor, pounding relentlessly into Set, while Kaiba enjoyed the alternating pace of Set's pitiful squirming every time Atem gave them a particularity hard thrust.
Set couldn't breathe or keep his eyes open anymore. This was either the worst torture, or the highest heaven.
He was growing numb.
Kaiba underneath him had already cum a while ago, because his chest and stomach was slippery and sticky with dried semen, so it seemed that it was clearly Atem who set this relentless, merciless pace.
I'm…going to die like this, Set thought weakly just as Atem dug his hands into the side of his hips and released inside his ass. Hot semen trailed down the backs of his thighs and underneath his balls.
Shivering involuntarily from residual threads of pleasure, Set heard Kaiba let out a satisfied sigh beneath him, and say something in Japanese. He was given a shove, and Atem's heated arms wrapped around his chest, pulling him up off of Kaiba and easing him down onto the bed.
Atem collapsed between Kaiba and Set, his heart thundering in his ears, with both Kaiba and Set's breathless pants alternating on either side of him.
Kaiba shut his eyes and let out a huff of air, smirking to himself as he rolled over to palm Atem's face gently, pulling him into a soft kiss, and heard Set shift on the other side of the bed.
Set clenched and unclenched his fists, waiting for Atem to stop kissing Kaiba so he could have his turn.
Atem pulled away and gazed deeply into Kaiba's eyes which were red at the corners from exhaustion.
"How was that?"
"Fuck," Kaiba groaned, palming his face and shutting his eyes, willing his heart rate to calm down. "Don't wake me up until next week."
Atem let out a laugh and Set made a noise of discontent before the Pharaoh finally turned to smile warmly at him, asking him the same, but in Arabic.
"How was it, Set?"
Set blinked, feeling lightheaded and dizzy all over again.
How was it? Atem was casually asking about it as if they just had a meal?
It had been exhausting! Confusing! His thighs and arms hurt, along with his lower back and hole…!
"I…" Set began, and Atem's hand landed gently on his cheek, pulling him in close for a kiss, and Set kept his eyes wide open, staring at Atem's dark eyelashes, inches from his nose.
"Rest, and we'll help you bathe in a few moments," Atem said warmly, leaning back into the pillows contentedly and smiling at his priest who was still wearing a shell-shocked expression.
"W-We?" Set asked gruffly, and his throat burned strangely. How had he lost his voice when Kaiba was the only one who had been laughing and shouting?
Atem nodded and closed his eyes, patting the pillow beside him.
Disgruntled and confused, Set chose to lay his head down on Atem's shoulder instead, and glanced across Atem's bare chest at the other side of the bed where Seto Kaiba was once again napping peacefully.
What a strange scene.
He had never imagined it to be this way, but this was actually quite nice.
Sleep came quickly, and Set found that he could barely keep his eyes open.
The way Atem's fingers were stroking his hair across his brow was strangely hypnotizing and very pleasing.
Author's note:
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Edited by: setokaibaes
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