Tea woke up to an empty bed and the smell of coffee. She felt disoriented at first, not being able to tell where she was, but after a few moments she remembered.

"Hmmm," she hummed, smiling as she reminisced how his touch lingered on her skin and the way his kisses had tasted. They had been at it all night long. No fights. No arguments. Just pure, uninterrupted sex.

Sex with none other than Seto Kaiba.

She was still not used to that. Of all people to have sex with… Kaiba? Really? Tea had once believed it would be Yugi, but as time passed her feelings did too. Going back even further, Tea had wanted her first time to be with the pharaoh, but in the back of her mind she knew that would never happen. Never in her wildest dreams would she had thought she'd have crazy sex all night long with Seto Kaiba. Not in a million years.

Jumping out of bed and tip-toeing down the staircase, she peeked around the kitchen corner. Kaiba was standing in the kitchen, wearing only sweatpants, while making breakfast and sipping on coffee.

He was faced away from her, giving her a few moments to gaze at his back. Initially, she noticed his toned body. His arms and shoulders were well-defined, and the muscles in his back moved gracefully along with him as he walked about the kitchen. But when Tea took a closer look, she saw markings, markings that she hadn't seen last night. She could tell a few were scratch marks from their lovemaking, but most looked like deep-seated scars. She must've missed them when the lights were off. In fact, she distinctly remembered Kaiba insisting that the lights stayed off. Maybe it was to avoid his scars…

"Ah!" Liquid splattered onto the floor from Kaiba's coffee mug.

"Ah!" She jumped back, reacting to his reaction.

"Dammit!" He reached for a towel and began wiping himself clean of the coffee. "What the hell are you doing? Why are you lurking around corners? Are you trying to give me a damn heart attack?" He angrily began rubbing the liquid from his sweats.

Tea ran into the kitchen and grabbed another towel, wiping the spilt coffee from the floor. "I'm so sorry, Kaiba! I just woke up!"

He placed the towel and mug down on the counter, "I wasn't expecting you to be up so early."

"What time is it?" She stood up and moved to the sink to rinse out the sopped piece of cloth.

Kaiba snorted in annoyance, "Technically, I have no fucking idea since we're in the virtual world. But if you're looking for the fake time, it's quarter to seven."

She rolled her eyes. "Well, obviously, that's what I meant." She rung out the towel and set it next to the sink.

Kaiba turned away from her, letting silence seep in. Tea noticed his awkwardness, as if he was embarrassed about something. Was it his scars? Was it from everything they did last night? She was almost too embarrassed to ask, but she was a prier.

"Is everything okay?"

"Besides the coffee stains?"

"At least they're virtual." She chuckled uncomfortably to fill the air, in the end it left an even more awkward aura around them. With Kaiba's back still turned to her, she couldn't read his facial features to gauge his reactions. If she were a betting woman, she'd probably bet he felt just as uncomfortable as she did.

He left the kitchen and began heading toward the staircase when Tea stopped him, "Wait, your food is still cooking." She felt dumb. She knew why he was going upstairs, she just felt too nervous to say it.

He didn't look back, proceeding toward the stairs, "I'll be right back."

"Where are you going?"

"Bathroom."

His answer was too generic and short for that to be the real reason. Tea decided to hold off on asking anymore questions until he came back down. In the meantime, she watched over the eggs and bacon he was making. They smelled delicious, and it looked like Kaiba had made plenty for two people. Reaching for the coffeepot, she poured herself a generous cup of coffee, adding the appropriate amount of cream and sugar. After last night, she needed a big breakfast and an even bigger cup of coffee. Sex with Kaiba was exhausting. Exhilarating, but exhausting. The coffee would help get her going and hopefully settle the butterflies she felt in her stomach.

When Kaiba came back down he was wearing a black long-sleeve shirt. He had no problem facing her now, and Tea knew exactly why he'd gone upstairs. He was trying to cover his scars….

"You didn't burn my food, did you?"

"I didn't know it was my responsibility to look after it."

"What does your common sense tell you? Look after a hot stove, or let the place burn down?" There was a light-hearted tone to his voice and Tea could tell he seemed more comfortable around her now that he was covered up. Thinking back, she did find it interesting how neither of them got fully undressed the first time they had sex.

"Well, you're lucky I have great common sense. Your food's almost done."

He chuckled, "You're giving yourself too much credit. Anyone with a brain can see it's completely nonsensical to hang out with Joey Wheeler."

She lightly punched his shoulder, "Shut up!"

He shrugged, "Just telling it like it is."

Tea grabbed two plates from the cupboard and Kaiba served up the eggs and bacon. They set their coffee mugs next to their plates and sat down at the kitchen's island. They began eating in silence, but Tea wouldn't let the air fill up awkwardly anymore.

"Kaiba…"

"Seto."

"What?"

"You can call me Seto."

"… Right," she took a frantic swig of her coffee, scalding her tongue in the process. She waved her hand in front of her mouth, "Hot! Hot! Hot!"

Kaiba laughed, "You idiot. That common-sense argument you had seems to be crumbling."

She swallowed a few times to wash down the heat, "Oh, shut up, you're nothing but a tease."

He smirked, "You would know."

Was he… flirting?

After last night, Tea was convinced she'd never get another emotion out of Seto Kaiba. She had somehow convinced herself it was a one-time thing. Maybe because it was all just too good to be true? A tinge of red washed over her face and she fought for something clever to say.

Kaiba noticed her blush, taking a mouthful of food. He chewed his food slowly while smirking at her, anticipating a response.

Tea decided to turn the tables on him by giving him an honest answer, "You're right, I would know, and I'm thankful for it." She winked before taking a bite out of her eggs.

His smugness changed into a gentle smile. "Me too."

She swallowed, "So, I wasn't the only one who enjoyed myself last night?"

He snorted and rolled his eyes at her. "What a stupid question. Obviously, I enjoyed myself." He bumped shoulders with her, causing her to blush even more. "In fact, I wouldn't be opposed to enjoying myself some more before we get out of this virtual world."

The fact that Kaiba was insinuating having sex with her again completely blew Tea's mind. She wanted to jump his bones right here and now, but she had to make him work for it. She needed to let Kaiba know she wasn't easy to obtain. She refused to be just another trophy to him. She wanted to be his prized possession.

"Is that so?" She whisked away a lock of snarly brown hair from the side of her face. "Are you sure you're not just teasing me?"

He was about to take another sip from his coffee, but he slowly dropped his mug, setting it down on the counter. His eyes were unyielding, penetrating through her, begging with an unmet need. A shiver jolted up her spine, and she knew that he wanted her. And what Seto Kaiba wants, Seto Kaiba gets.

Tea was mid-bite when Kaiba slyly took hold of her, delicately wrapping his long fingers around her dainty arms, slowly resting them on the counter. She dropped her fork, letting it clank onto the plate. She began chewing sluggishly, watching him with careful, wide eyes. A thin finger danced up her thigh, making a trail toward her sweet spot. Kaiba let his finger hover over her pajama shorts, inspecting her vigilantly to test her response.

His finger hooked around her waistband, and the skin-to-skin contact made her shiver. Even though she was familiar with these feelings, every time he touched her, it felt like blissful electricity. How could she say no?

Kaiba was teasing her, taking ages to trace toward her center. Finally, he slid his finger below the waistband, letting it disappear. Unfortunately, it didn't disappear enough for Tea. She felt his finger tap at the tip of her hub, causing her to grow increasingly warm.

With a large gulp, she swallowed her food and glanced up at Kaiba, who was smirking almost uncontrollably. It was the same look he gave to all his opponents when he played duel monsters and knew he was on the verge of winning. She'd seen it a thousand times, but she never thought it would be directed at her.

"Why would I ever tease you, Gardner?" He responded to her earlier question with heavy sarcasm.

Two could play at this game. "I didn't take you as the teasing type, Kaiba. I thought you were a man of business."

With that, his eyes became wicked. He mauled her lips, not letting her speak another word. Their breakfast was thrown onto the floor with one powerful swipe of Kaiba's arm. The dishes shattered onto the floor with neither one of them caring. Kaiba hoisted her onto the freshly cleared countertop and laid her on her back. He tugged off her pajama shorts and underwear in one swift motion. She was open like a spring flower, and Tea felt a rosy flush overcome her facial features.

Kaiba wasted no time removing his sweatpants and boxers. He leaned over her, pinning her arms above her. Tea had quickly learned how overbearing he was. Last night had been a whirlwind of him dominating her any which way he pleased. She didn't argue of course, she just assumed it was his way of releasing pent-up emotion after all these years of hiding it.

He peered into her soul, making her slightly squeamish. The vulnerability she felt when she was with Kaiba made her feel so free, and yet so dirty. Every time he took her, she felt a piece of her soul latch onto him, as if she were giving herself away. Technically, she was, and while her body felt freer than ever, emotionally she sensed her dirtiness. Was she cheating on Yugi? They were never officially broken up. For the life of her she couldn't remember, but was now the time to try and remember these types of things? With an abrupt jerk of his hips, Kaiba made her forget all she had been trying to recall.

They hollered into the virtual void at the pleasurable contact, their bodies going stiff as the world around them blurred for a moment. Tea felt light-headed. She considered Kaiba's face, knotted in gratification, noticing his haziness as well. These new feelings were just too much for them. Tea couldn't believe Kaiba had created such a dynamic world, filled with so much pleasure. She could've sworn that even he was surprised by that fact.

Once their stiffness and dizziness diminished, Kaiba took control by slowly pushing himself deeper into her. He let out a long groan as he submerged himself fully inside of her.

"You feel incredible." He was practically breathless.

"You do too."

Gripping her hips, he hoisted them higher up to meet his pelvis, and snaked his hands around to her butt, getting a better hold on her. He began thrusting, pounding Tea's body against his own, pushing in deeper and deeper. She wrapped her legs around his waist to pull him in closer, begging to embrace him entirely with every plunge.

Tea reached up to grasp his shoulder blades, feeling them move back and forth underneath his shirt. She wished he hadn't put on a shirt, she liked him better with it off so she could see his scars. Whatever Kaiba had been through, those scars were beautiful marks of battle that they made him who he was. She was tempted to sink her hands toward the lower hem of his shirt and pull it off him before he could protest, but she knew it would immediately cause conflict, and conflict at this very moment was not what she was looking for.

They were both breathing through their mouths, moaning in time to the pace of their lovemaking. The way Kaiba had been looking at her drove an unnerving sentiment through her. He hadn't broken his stare. It was chilling. She recalled his words from the night before….

'You know I won't be able to give you up.'

The recollection of his words rang in her ears. Was he serious? Of course he was. This was Seto Kaiba, the most determined person on the face of the planet. Then why was she so nervous? Did this have to do with her loose ends with Yugi? Was she afraid of Kaiba's willpower and obsessive tendencies? What would her friends say once they returned and found out her and Kaiba had—?

A rough thrust from Kaiba sent butterflies running for her middle, and she naturally shifted her focus to the building pleasure. Her moans deepened along with her breathing. She felt her cheeks begin to burn and her vision blur.

Kaiba quickened the pace, burying himself deeper with every thrust. He groaned loudly and tilted his head back, pausing at her core. A sudden rush of warmth caught her attention as she felt his member pulse inside of her, continuously spilling himself into her. His climax brought on hers and she quickly followed his lead, shuttering uncontrollably.

Tea kept him locked within her for a while, her shaking legs continuously pushing him in as they shook around his waist. Her moans were drawn out while his began to die down, turning into heavy gasps for air. He was still staring at her, almost as if he were hypnotized. Maybe he was? Lust makes a person do crazy things, right?

As Tea's climax faded, she unhooked her legs and pushed herself up into a sitting position, forcing Kaiba to evacuate. He moved to collect his sweatpants and boxers, as well as her pajamas. After getting dressed, Kaiba laid down next to her on the kitchen counter. He placed a hand over his stomach, guiding the other one into his brown locks as he took multiple deep breaths.

"You okay?" She turned around to look at him, still sitting up on the countertop.

"Yeah…. Why do you always ask me that?"

"Maybe because I care," she crossed her arms over her chest and gave him a glare.

He chuckled, "I know. It's one of your redeeming qualities." He gave her a smile and she eased up a bit. "But if you're truly wondering, my stomach hurts."

"Oh, is there anything I can get you?"

He shook his head, "Unless you've found a way to go back in time and change the past ten minutes."

She furrowed her brows, "Why would I want to do that?"

"Because sex and breakfast don't mix," he laughed, and Tea could sense how genuine it was. It wasn't like his typical, malicious laughter, it was light-hearted and sweet.

"Ah," she laid down next to him, "sex is an exercise, and exercising after eating isn't always the best idea."

"Thank you, Einstein," he rolled his eyes, but turned his head to smile at her.

And she did the same.


A/N: Hey guys! I'm back after a two-week break! Sorry to keep you waiting. I know this chapter was a bit fluffy, so I apologize. I'll get to the heart of it next time. Please let me know how I did! I've missed hearing from all of you!