Merry-Go-Round by Mooguri Klaine
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Chapter Four:
Yami slapped his hand against his forehead. Too late.
Hikari Yugi stared back at Seto's looming form, his cerulean eyes ablaze, not from lust or anything dirty, but with sheer determination. Hikari had seen those eyes before countless of times. It was like Seto's battle cry more than anything, those eyes. His fire and instinct as a Duelist never fades away. True, Yami and Seto may be lovers, but it doesn't change the fact that they are still worthwhile adversaries when it comes to Dueling.
Hikari could only stare blankly back at Seto. What now, my other self?
Yami didn't anticipate this, yet he recovered quickly. I'll take care of this, he assured Hikari.
Seto glared back at Yugi in earnest, searching the Hikari's eyes for a hint of Yami. He almost jumped in surprise when he realized the flaring crimson eyes that only Yami had were staring back at him. "Yami..." Seto said breathlessly, his voice barely a whisper.
Yami gave Seto an expectant smile, then without warning, he turned his heels and ran.
"What...!" Apparently taken by utter surprise, Seto wasn't able to react at once. He only gaped back at the running figure of Yami in the distance until his feelings came rushing back to him. "Dammit," Seto swore under his breath as he too dashed after Yugi.
Yami went past the stalls, skirting around people, dodging clowns and trash bins as he went. It was as if he meant to pass by all those obstacles, purposely letting Seto lose him. Yet Yami made occasional stops, looking back to flash Seto a misty-eyed look; whether Seto knew about it was no issue for it only conveyed one thing: it was a purely-seductive look. Seto was being drawn helplessly as he continued to follow suit. Ditch that Duel, Seto thought recklessly, shuddering at the thought of Yami's look a while ago. I'll have him for dinner...
Then quite suddenly, Yami made a sharp turn that made Seto thought that he suddenly disappeared. Seto turned that corner just in time to see Yami ran into - Seto could feel his stomach squirm with apparent delight...
Yami ran into an alley.
This cheered Seto greatly, in a twisted, almost lustful sense. What could be more perfect than have Yami trapped in a deserted alley, with Seto ravishing him senseless? A mischievous glint in Seto's sapphire eyes tells so much as he entered the narrow alley. Even from a distance, Seto could make out a brick wall. A dead end, Seto chuckled inwardly. You're trapped.
Seto approached Yami, the latter's back at the former. "Oh, a dead end," Seto began.
He saw Yami slowly turn around. Seto grumbled with impatience and unceremoniously dragged Yami to the wall. "I guess you're trapped." Yami stared back at him, crimson eyes still and rather devoid of emotion.
"Oh..." came Yami's reply, as if the thought of being trapped was just beginning to sink in him.
Holding up his right hand to Yami's face, he traced the contours of his lover's features, his finger trailing past Yami's sharp nose, then gently stopping on his full, red lips. Seto clucked his tongue impatiently. Tilting Yami's neck upward, Seto's lips held Yami's, the young corporate giving Yami a hungry, passionate kiss. Yet Yami was not responding to the sudden move; obviously he was resisting Seto. This annoyed him greatly, so he deepened the kiss, his tongue reaching out at Yami's, who was still putting up quite a fight. The blue-eyed teen pressed his lean figure against Yami's struggling form, closing their distance, keen to stop Yami from moving too much.
As Seto continued to deliver merciless and breathtaking kisses to his lover, Yami fought all feelings just to breathe, if not kiss back just as hungrily; he had to admit, if Seto was not kissing him, Yami could've sworn he was being suffocated. Oh how he'd missed those fiery and breathless kisses, the slender hands roving up and down his lithe form, the soft growl escaping from his aggressive lover's lips, the husky voice whispering on his ear, or those raging blue eyes shining with passion. Yami could not help but let out a soft delirious moan, yet a part of him still fighting all sensations and feverish emotions; his hands were still pushing Seto away.
Seto felt Yami gingerly pushing him back. "Stop this silly game and make things easier for both of us" He once again claimed Yami's lips despite the latter's protest, this time, Seto's hands started working on his crimson-eyed lover's clothes. If not those damned belts, it would be some kid's annoying jumper, the impatient CEO grumbled. Why does Yami have to make my life hard? I would appreciate it if he wears nothing. Not being able to understand the underlying mechanisms of that blasted jumper, Seto haphazardly tore it apart, the sound of ripping fabric surprising Yami.
"Seto!" Yami Yugi cried, apparently taken by shock. Ignoring Yami's sudden outburst, Seto went back to planting trails on Yami's lips, slowly edging down to his neck. Yami closed his eyes, mustering all concentration and resistance he had left. The pain somewhere in his legs was beginning to be very hard to ignore; doubtless, his lover was turning him on. He half-grumbled and half-moaned; the sound apparently didn't help the situation for it seemed to encourage Seto regardless. The young corporate smiled as he attempted to nibble a part of Yami's slender neck, but ended up nibbling a bit too hard.
"Ow!" Yami yelped as he held on to the pulsing red part of his neck that would soon be a hickey. He pushed him back again. "Uh, Seto, this is a bad idea. Really. I think -"
But whatever Yami thought, he wasn't able to voice it out. Seto regained his newfound hunger, forcing Yami to the brick wall again. "I know it's a bad idea, letting me wait for so long," Seto slurred, his cerulean-eyes meeting Yami's scarlet ones. Seto saw Yami attempting to speak out again so he silenced him with yet another kiss, this time deeper than the last. This should shut him up, he thought.
Yami fought hard to break the kiss, and apparently turned out to be successful. Yet Seto seemed to tire of Yami's lips, and decided to proceed on to his other body parts. "No, Seto, Set-nngghh!" This time, Seto was now teasing him, instinctively moving down to his chest. "S..s..stop!" pleaded Yami yet Seto did not heed his lover's cries. Yami searched his distracted brain for ideas to halt Seto's merciless teasing. Yet he only managed to blurt out "N..not here.."
Then to Yami's surprise, Seto stopped. His body tensed and relaxed a bit, his knees finally buckling together as he slowly sank to the floor. I guess that brought him back to his senses, Yami thought, relieved to some extent. Seto looked at him, as if realizing something.
"You're right," Seto started, his eyes surveying the alley they had gotten themselves into. Definitely not a place to do erotic exploits. What's the use of that lovely suite I had reserved if we satisfy ourselves in this drab place? And certainly not in a carnival, for heaven's sake. "Not here..." His eyes then returned to where Yami was. Despite the bright afternoon sun, only little sunlight managed to seep its way down the narrow alley. Under the minimal sunlight, Yami seemed to be bathed in an ethereal glow; the light emphasizing his form and the shadows giving him depth and an unfathomable aura. Seto could see his lover through squinted eyes, Yami's lithe body heaving quick gasps of air, his tri-colored hair in a messy state, and his carmine eyes shimmering behind blond locks. God, even with his torn clothes, he still looks so beautiful. Seto tentatively approached, and proceeded to kneel before Yami.
Yami had finally managed to level his ragged breathing and looked up just in time to see Seto's azure eyes glinting malevolently. He suddenly felt himself being pushed roughly on the floor, both his hands clamped down by powerful arms. Seto was now on top of him. Needless to say, it was a very suggestive position. Yami broke out in a cold and nervous sweat.
Whatever realization and rational thoughts Seto had a while ago, it had finally abandoned him.
"To hell with five star suites," Seto smirked all-knowingly, all the while licking his lips.
"I guess this place will have to do..."
***TBC***
Author's Note: Mwahahhaha!!! *evil maniacal laughter echoes in the hall* How's it so far? I guess Seto was a bit on the devious and perverted side, and Yami being such a goody-goody...or is it? Or does Yami have plans of his own? I've written most of Chapter Five, so I guess I'll be updating it in almost at once, if only I snap out of my laziness -_-;; Read and Review, everyone! I have a general picture of what's going to happen in my story, but your inputs and suggestions are most welcome! For private stuff, send them in on my email: mooguri_klaine@yahoo.com ^^ Otherwise, I'll take all your reviews! Many thanks to silver dragongurl, another writer here, for staying in touch! I'll keep updating and you keep reading!