Well folks, here's the part you've all been waiting for, and just as I promised in the last chapter, it's gonna be steamy. Well, your definition of steamy might be different from mine, but you may wanna have a few ice cubes handy anyway. This was probably the easiest chapter of the whole story to write, well, until I got to the end, so if it feels a bit rushed at the end, forgive me. I want this finished as soon as possible so I can get back to my other fics. So, without further ramblings from me, here it is.

Chapter 3: Mokuba's Ultimate Sacrifice

(Note: I'm using the last paragraph of the last chapter to begin this one. Why? Because I can! There's also not as much dialogue in this chapter, for good reason.)

Noa's last words rang in Seto's head like a bad migraine. He would actually have to sit there and watch as Noa claimed possession of Mokuba's body, a body he himself had longed to touch for over a year now. It sickened him that that bastard would be able to taste that sweet flesh, those luscious lips, the whole being that was Mokuba--and all he could do was hopelessly lay there in agonizing pain. Who in the hell did Noa think he was, torturing him like that, taking away that which was rightfully his? If Seto had even one iota of strength left, he would've killed Noa right then and there, but the realization of his situation had destroyed every last ounce of hope that he would've had. This was worse than dying a million times over. Seto wanted it all to end, right there and now. His heart shattered at the prospect of never being able to be with his precious Mokie in that way. As far as Seto was concerned, he had already died.

Mokuba (protesting): Never! Never in a hundred, a thousand, or even a BILLION years will I EVER sleep with you!

Noa: You don't have a choice, Mokie.(A/N: AAAAHHH! Now he's doing it!) Don't make me force you into it.

Mokuba: I wouldn't fuck you if you were the last man on earth.

Noa: Oh yeah? Not even if I kill your brother right here and now?

Mokuba: You wouldn't.

Noa: Let me have you, or Seto dies! (pulls out the knife part of the Millennium Rod and waves it under Seto's throat)

Mokuba (pleading): Please Noa, don't! He's already suffered enough.

Seto (wearily): Don't.....worry about me, Mokuba. You.....you'll just have to.....go on without me.

Those words stung at Mokuba's heart harder than an angry swarm of hornets. The thought of having to live life without Seto was killing him inside. He couldn't even fathom life without him. Seto was the only person on the planet who loved him unconditionally, who never hesitated to come to his rescue when he needed it, who always took care of him through good times and bad. If he just sat there and let Noa kill him, he would've never been able to forgive himself.

It was at that instant that he realized just how much Seto really meant to him. He didn't just love him as a brother. He was in love with him. Those feelings had always been there, but it took something like this for him to physically recognize them. Even before he was old enough to understand just what they were, he knew they were there. Every time Seto saved him from a bully, shared something with him, or just cheered him up whenever he had a bad day, his unspoken love for him grew. Now this love was overwhelming him as Noa threatened to end his seme's life. He soon realized that it was now his turn to save Seto. He was not going to lose him--not now, not ever. As he gathered up every ounce of courage he had, he knew what he had to do.

Mokuba (defeatedly): Alright Noa, you win. You can have me.

The look of total pain in Seto's eyes was clearly obvious when he heard those words come out of his uke's mouth.

Seto (to himself): Mokuba, no.....

Noa: Glad you decided to cooperate. I shall spare Seto's life, what's left of it anyway. (throws the M. Rod only a few feet away from Seto *big mistake!*) Now my pretty, shall we begin? (walks over to Mokuba and begins to kiss his neck)

Mokuba (tears rolling down his face): Just know this, Noa--you can have my body, but you can never have my soul. (A/N: I know, corny ass line, but I couldn't think of anything else to put here!)

Noa (sucking on the boy's earlobe): I could care less about your soul. All I want is your body, which I claim now!

At that remark, he wrapped his arms around the young boy's waist and forcefully locked lips with his seemingly unwilling partner. Mokuba moaned in disgust when he did this, but when he figured out that the more he fought Noa the rougher he would get, he talked himself into welcoming the kiss. He soon found himself getting lost in the moment, more willing to participate as Noa became more gentle.

This was Mokuba's first kiss with a boy--actually it was his first kiss ever!--and the longer it lasted, the more he enjoyed it, even though internally he was hating himself for enjoying it as much as he was. He had always hoped his first kiss would be with Seto--hell, he practically prayed it would be with Seto--but life doesn't always go as you would like it to. Mokuba couldn't believe how much he was enjoying this, and from the guy who had just a second ago threatened to kill his brother. The same guy who had him kidnapped, the guy who wanted to torture Seto until his last dying breath. This guy who absolutely repulsed him. But damn could he kiss! Sure, he had no personal experience in this field, but he couldn't deny that, and he unknowingly let Noa know when his moans of disgust turned into moans of ecstasy.

Noa (a little stunned): So, you enjoy the taste of my lips, uke?

Mokuba was still a little drunk from the kiss, so even though he wanted to curse Noa to hell, all he could mutter out was, "I.....I...."

Noa (smugly): I knew that you would.

And with that he proceeded to kiss him again, this time adding a little tongue action. As Noa's tongue playfully caressed Mokuba's, the boy could hardly contain his excitement. He had never felt this way before, and it was quickly overwhelming him. Had Noa not have had his arms firmly around his waist, he surely would've passed out. He soon found himself running his fingers through Noa's bicolored green hair, his hands finding their way down his neck and to his shoulders. Mokuba couldn't believe what he was doing, and with his antagonist no less. He was suppose to hate this guy....or did he? He wasn't quite sure anymore. All he knew was that he didn't want to stop for anything.

Noa then threw Mokuba onto the couch and quickly relieved him of his shirt, exposing the young boy's chest for his enjoyment. He licked his lips at the prospect of being able to ravish those virgin nipples with his mouth, but he settled instead on Mokuba's neck, sucking in just the right places to drive the boy insane. Mokuba felt his sanity slipping away as Noa made his way to his chest and sucked his tender nipples raw. He was so disgusted with himself for allowing such pleasure to overtake him, yet he was in complete euphoria. He became increasingly hungry for Noa's lust, yearning for those warm lips to touch his body in a way that made him shiver with delight. He could contain himself no longer. He just had to release the name of his lover from within him.

Mokuba (loudly moaning): Noa.....

Noa: Yes, uke, say it again, declare your love for me!

Mokuba (moaning louder): Noa....

And from there the lustful dance continued. While this was going on, all Seto could do was lay there on the ground as Noa poisoned his uke with his repulsive lust. He also sensed that the antagonist had managed to possess Mokuba's mind, (A/N: and he didn't even need the M. Rod for that!) causing him to lose every good bit of common sense he had, as evidenced by the way he began to moan Noa's name in delight. This thought thoroughly enraged him. It should be his name spouting out from within Mokuba, his lips covering the boy's body with sweet lust, his mind overtaking his precious uke's!

This rage slowly began to give Seto the strength he so desperately needed. He had to put a stop to this, and soon, before Mokuba lost his innocence as well. Noa might have been able to awaken a dormant horniness from within his uke, but he would NOT let him have that. That honor belonged to him and him alone.

He would have to hurry, for while he was concocting some sort of plan, Noa's lust had continued to overwhelm Mokuba. Noa himself had already stripped the both of them down to just their underwear and proceeded to push Mokuba's excitement to the limit by giving him a tongue bath. Mokuba couldn't help but squeal in ecstasy when Noa paid special attention to his *lower region*, finding his way to his inner thigh. He wanted to kick himself even more for giving in to this insatiable pleasure that Noa was giving him. But for some reason, he couldn't help himself. It was if his lover seemed to know exactly where to touch him, how to send him over the edge. While most of him had given in to this delirium of passion, there was still a small part of him that kept reminding him of why he was doing this in the first place--to save his seme, the true love of his life. And while he was struggling to hold on to his sanity, this was the one thing he could not forget--that he would not forget--lest he lose all control and give in to Noa completely.

The problem was he was dangerously close to doing just that, as Noa had decided to relieve them of their last remaining articles of clothing and dove into Mokuba's center, where he proceeded to give him head. (A/N: If you don't know what that means, then you don't deserve to have it explained to you!) This was more than he could bear. His sanity had all but disappeared as he tried in vain to keep from getting fully aroused, but it was way too late for that. He then did something completely unexpected, something that would stun Noa, Seto, and even Mokuba himself. He uttered the three words that he never dreamed he would be saying, the words that Noa so desperately wanted to hear.

"Fuck me, Noa."

Noa (stupid shocked): What did you just say?

Mokuba (pleading): Fuck me, Noa, fuck me now!

Noa (with a goofy smug smile on his face): As you wish, uke.

Seto could stand it no longer. He could take being called a pompous jackass on a daily basis. He could take being abused by that bastard "father" he had. He could even take being attacked by all three of his Blue Eyes at once. But this---this was more than he could bear. He knew now that Mokuba was clearly not thinking with his head *so to speak*. That pervert had him completely under his spell, and he wasn't sure if he could free him of it. 'Pervert? Look who was calling the kettle black.' He wanted to do the same thing that Noa was doing to his brother. Seto didn't give a damn, though. He loved Mokuba, and nothing on earth was gonna change that. He also knew that he wasn't about to sit there and let Noa take away Mokuba's innocence--that right was to be his and his alone. With that thought, he began to gather every ounce of strength he could, concentrating all his energy towards achieving one goal---killing Noa, or die trying.

Whew! I had to go sit in the freezer after that one, and they didn't even go all the way! (oral sex does NOT count as going all the way in my book!) Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating. This actually turned out better than I hoped it would, but it also turned out to be a little longer also, hence the cliffie. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end, and this is one of them. In the meantime, press that little purple button down there and leave a review, and as always, all flames.....well, you know where the flames are going. (*rubs her hands in anticipation* Soon those bitches will finally meet their doom. Mwahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!)