A/N: Stoicshipping for Ruby of Raven! I told y'all that once I got my laptop, I'd write again. :3 Also, I know the tablet was lost after the final duel but fuck you I DO WHAT I WANT. (kidding.)

Chapter Thirty-Five: Stoicshipping (I fuckin remembered.)

The tablet always drew him back to the hot sands of an earlier time. The actual heat always foretold of the mental heat to come, when familiar lips mapped every inch of his smooth skin. It was nearly hilarious. Everyone had always joked that he could never love anyone aside from himself.

"This is the last time." He declared upon entering the room. A low laugh came from the dimly lit chambers. He scrambled the rest of the way through the window, narrowly avoiding a potted plant. The holder of the laugh did not show themselves.

"So you say every time." The voice sounded like it was coming from his left, but he never knew where he would come from. Seto turned his eyes towards where he thought the voice was coming from, body sliding gracefully to the bed. He arranged himself amongst the brightly colored pillows.

"I mean it." Seto lacked conviction in his voice, however, as the figure slunk from the dark. A near carbon copy of him clad in gauzy red robes that barely concealed a thing. The other man was more muscular, however, and his hair much longer.

"I'm sure." The figure landed on his waist, eyes dancing with amusement. "I suppose I'm doomed to be hard headed in any life." Priest Set trailed his fingers down Seto's cheek. Seto repressed a shudder.

"Mmmm. I'm sure I've fucked the time space continuum up during these little trysts." He closed his eyes and could nearly feel the confusion rolling off the other. He heard him open his mouth to ask what exactly a "continuum" was, but he laid a finger over his lips. "Don't worry about it."

The priest fell silent. "As you wish." Seto's hands rubbed his thighs slowly, eyes vacant. "What have you done today?"

Seto smiled a little half smile as Set pressed kisses down his cheek to his neck and chest. It was one of Set's favorite questions. "Updated systems. Took Mokuba to lunch. Business meetings. Same old."

"I tended to duties as usual, though I'm sure you know all about those." He smiled. He loved hearing about Seto's day, but it disappointed him that he could not tell him anything he did not know about his own. As was expected, Seto hummed in response.

"Yes, I know all about your monotonous life, just as you know all about my own." Seto flipped them suddenly. "Now, can we skip the formalities and get to the good stuff?"

Set felt annoyance spike at the change in position. It ignited the dominance within him. Seto saw it flash through Set's eyes and he grinned.

Set sat up quickly and sank his teeth into Seto's neck. Seto let out a small grunt as he was thrown on his back once more. Set rose above him like a god, skin glowing with passion. The priest cast away Seto's clothing quickly, never one to play around. He let his robes remain, however, as well as his jewelry. Seto always liked how it flashed against his flexing bicep when he was screwing him into the mattress or various other surfaces.

Seto became a mewling mess under Set. He lifted his hips and moaned out when the priest's hands drifted below his waist. He grabbed a silk cloth and gagged Seto, giving him a stern look. He never wanted to have to explain how his futuristic lover came to be.

Seto huffed and moved to take it out but Set stopped him with a firm slap to his bum. He clucked his tongue and grabbed another cloth to secure Seto's hands with. The man let out a small growl, though it was mostly for show. Set knew how he loved to be dominated.

He moved down Seto's body, kissing or nipping where he deemed fit. He eventually faced Seto's straining need. Just him looking at it made Seto let out a desperate moan. "Someone is needy tonight."

Seto growled softly in response and bucked his hips impatiently. He moaned when Set finally took pity on him and began taking several inches down his throat. He closed his eyes and focused on his climax. However, it was ripped from him when Set sat back up.

"Ugh," he groaned through the gag and shot Set a glare, mumbling a muffled, "Cock tease."

Set just blinked innocently and stood, letting his robes fall from his immaculate body. Seto had to turn his eyes away when his need gave an impatient twitch.

Set moved over him, lips parting as though to kiss him. Seto leaned up only to be rejected when Set moved his face away. Seto's eyes blazed with need. Why did Set have to pick now to tease, when he was powerless to do a thing about it?

Set's eyes lowered demurely. "Oh, Seto. That look…" He moaned quietly and ran a hand down his own body, making Seto protest and pull against his bindings. Dammit, those hands should be touching him.

Set took pity and leaned up, kissing along his throat until he reached his mouth. He delved his tongue deep within Seto's mouth. Seto groaned in need and thanks when the gag was removed so Set could complete said actions. Set sat up. "Will you stay quiet?"

Seto nodded eagerly, not wanting that damned gag anywhere near him. Set smirked and flipped him so that his arms were forming an 'x' do to the bonds and his ass was in the air. He gave a muffled cry of indignation into the pillow. Set just ground his stiff need into the supple backside presented before him. He pulled away for a moment, making Seto look over his shoulder as best he could.

Set chose then to slam in, striking the buried spot within him on the first try. That was not surprising. Set probably had it memorized by that point. Seto buried his face in the pillows to stop himself from crying out. Set's fingers wretched his head back from his hair as he thrusted mercilessly. Choked off whimpers filled the room as Seto's eyes filled with tears of need.

"S-S-Set!" He chanted the name softly, eyes rolling back on occasion. Set utterly dominated him, occasionally calling him some derogatory name that only made him inch closer to the ledge.

Set slapped his fingers around his need, hips slapping against his bottom. Seto let his head fall forward once more as he cried his release, hips jerking with each move Set made. Set released soon after, body rolling against his as he finished.

Seto sighed when his arms were freed. He quickly flipped and slapped Set for such treatment but laid against his chest anyways. He knew the sun would rise soon and that he'd be forced back across the sands, back to the place where the tablet rested.

"I mean it… I'm leaving for good…" He picked up the earlier argument, knowing it was futile. His body already craved Set again. Like hell he'd go the rest of his life without him. But why was it this way? Why did he have to go between worlds and times to get to the only man fit to keep up with him.

"No you aren't. Now stop worrying." His lover ran a hand through his hair, reminding him just how well he knew him. "I'll see you tomorrow night, and the night after that, and the night after that, until one of us is not waiting on the other side."

Fear shot through Seto. He couldn't imagine coming across those sands to find Set no longer present. To hear the wails of Egyptian women as they beat their chests for the fallen priest.

"But that won't be for a long time, so be well. I will see you soon." Set kissed Seto hard, reminding him that he was still there, and not going anywhere near the Afterlife. Seto ran his fingers through Set's hair after they'd parted and he'd dressed, just before he slid back out into the night.

This was far from the last time.

A/N: HAY YOU GUISE THIS IS MY FIRST ONE SHOT OF 2014! I'm really glad that 2013 is fucking over. I had a really shit 2013. The end was explosive, literally. My house caught fire and just I had a time. But now everything is okay, and this will be a great year. I love you all. Thank you for standing by me for so long, even when I keep y'all waiting. Stay by me, you smut loving darlings.

~Nightingale.