A/N: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh...nuff said...
Chapter 15
"No pizza for dinner Kiddo. You had that garbage for lunch and tonight you will have something nutritious." Kaiba gently took the phone from the boy's hands; he was about to call for a delivery. Kaiba looked at Iolite, wondering if she thought this was mutiny.
"Your big brother is right Mokuba, but I think that he'll compromise and let us make ice cream sundaes for dessert. That is, if you eat your dinner."
Mokuba regarded the two with his puppy dog eyes, but realized it was a futile effort.
"Fine, but I get to make everyone's sundae!"
Kaiba rolled his eyes knowing the concoctions that his little brother would design would be inedible except to a child.
Iolite snickered as she entered the dining room. She took a seat and waited to be joined by the brothers who were still arguing in the kitchen. Despite your best efforts to be a cold-hearted arrogant know-it-all, today I saw it Kaiba. It was just for a few brief moments here and there, but I saw it. Mokuba brings it out in you. I wish I knew the way to heal you...
"You're spoiling him Highness," Kaiba growled as he plopped into the seat beside her. "He's putting a mixture of peanut butter and fluff into the microwave to put on these ice cream nightmares he's creating."
She looked into Kaiba's face and smiled. "He's wonderful."
Kaiba looked surprised for a moment, but then simply smiled at the thought of his brother. Mokuba came bounding in. Iolite shook her head softly and giggled. Cook followed him with dinner. Seeing as he couldn't have pizza, Mokuba decided on spaghetti and meatballs. Kaiba noticed that his wife had finally regained an appetite.
After dinner Mokuba ran into the kitchen to make the 'surprise sundaes'.
"We could run and hide," Kaiba offered with a grimace.
"That's not even funny Kaiba, I'm sure it won't be that bad."
"You've never been a guinea pig for one of his creations. Take it from someone who knows."
She didn't realize how close he was to her until his lips were on hers. His attempts at affection were disarming and delicious. He pulled away too quickly for her to begin responding. He gazed at her half opened eyes, he knew he was getting to her.
Mokuba finally returned from the kitchen with Raine in tow. Mokuba placed a huge bowl of ice cream before Iolite, she let out a small gasped and covered her mouth. The bowl contained about 4 scoops of ice cream and what looked like a mixture of assorted candies, lots of unidentifiable goop, whipped cream, sprinkles, cherries, bananas and only heaven knew what else.
"I'll never be able to eat all of this."
"Is that a refusal or indifference Highness?" Kaiba smirked.
Raine placed Kaiba's bowl down, it was much worse for him. His bowl had twice the ice cream that hers had and even more interesting things. He wrinkled his nose at the mess and growled at his brother, "I think you've outdone yourself."
Iolite played with the soupy mess while Kaiba attempted to taste it.
"Did you put red hots in here?" Kaiba grabbed a napkin and spit the mess out
"Of course Big Brother, and those mints you like."
Iolite was turning red, trying hard not to laugh at the situation.
A cold plop against her cheek snapped her into reality. Mokuba had fired a spoonful of his creation at her. It took a second for it to register, Kaiba looked shocked and was rewarded with a hit of his own.
Iolite looked at the gunk sliding down Kaiba's forehead. "Enough Mokuba." Kaiba warned.
She picked up her spoon and, with dead accuracy, nailed Mokuba in the nose.
"Hey," Mokuba cried out, "That's not fair!"
He was answered by another scoop hitting him in the shoulder fired by his big brother. She looked at Kaiba with astonishment; he was now part of this ice cream fight?
The three started really attacking one another to the point that they each played a duck and cover game around the table. Raine, smartly, had left when it started.
They were each covered in a cold, melting, sticky sweet mess. Iolite finally ran out of projectiles to toss. She looked at the remains at the bottom of her bowl, only ice cream soup and two M&Ms were left. Kaiba took advantage of the opportunity and approached her with his nearly empty bowl.
"You wouldn't," she defied him. She was wrong...he pulled the lip of her shirt forward and then dumped what remained in his bowl down the front. She overturned her bowl on his head. He brushed it out of his face. She giggled when an M&M slid down a lock of his hair and hit the floor.
"I'm sticky," Mokuba announced.
They all stood up and looked at one another. Cook came in at that moment to see how they were enjoying dessert and gasped.
"Did you all miss your mouths? What did you do?" She started laughing.
Iolite looked down at herself, she was coated. She could feel small rivers of cream drip down her shirt.
"I'm going to clean up," she looked at Kaiba, who was staring at her intently. "What?" She asked picking some of the red hots out from her hair.
He knew the nasty dessert would taste amazing on her, but if he told her his seductive thoughts he knew he would deserve the slap he got.
"So, this is what a 'royal mess' looks like?" He asked, snidley. She tossed the assorted candies she had picked out of her hair at him. She winked at him, "I hear I clean up well." With that she left the room. He resisted the urge to suggest he help her.
An hour later Iolite and Mokuba were curled up on one of the couches together. She was reading his Harry Potter book to him and he was enjoying her undivided attention. Kaiba entered the room quietly and sat with a book, away from the two. He tried to read, but found himself listening to her instead. He closed his eyes and rested his head back against the chair he sat on.
She wondered if he was sleeping, some famous CEO...napping.
She looked down and realized Mokuba's eyes were closed and his breathing was steady and even. It had been a long day. She approached Kaiba's chair and her breath caught. In sleep he was even more striking. She started flipping her hair through her fingers.
"Do you know you only do that when you're nervous?" She realized he was awake, but his eyes remained closed.
"How do you know what I'm doing?"
"Excellent hearing Highness." He slowly opened his eyes and took in the sight of her.
"Mokuba is asleep," she managed, his gaze was unnerving her.
He rose and walked over to him. He scooped Mokuba up and the two of them slowly climbed the stairs. They tucked him in, she was amazed at Kaiba's gentleness. A million thoughts raced through her mind, she felt him take her wrist and lead her from the room decorated with duel monsters.
They walked hand in hand to his bedroom. She wondered, faintly, if she could outrun him, the thought of what was about to happen terrified her. They entered the room and he closed the door, and as if reading her thoughts on escape, locked it.
She thought he would approach her, but instead he walked past her and disappeared into the bathroom. She wondered if he had forgotten his promise. The bed seemed too small to be shared, even though it was a king. He came out of the bathroom wearing a t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants. She silently went to the bathroom herself and changed into an oversized shirt and shorts. She brushed her teeth and pulled her hair into a pony tail. Slowly she reentered the room. He was lying on the bed waiting for her return. She sat as far away from him as she could get. She didn't know what to do, and she hated that her hands were shaking.
"You're not afraid of me are you?" He asked, hoping to give her courage with a denial.
She thought for a minute, "No, just nervous."
"I did promise not to touch you and I will keep that promise."
"I know you will," she laid down and then turned on her side to face him. He seemed a lot closer than she originally thought he was.
"I have a confession to make," she stated solemnly.
"I'm hardly a Priest Highness."
"I've never slept with a man before." She searched his eyes, wondering if her inexperience would anger him.
"You had a boyfriend," he nearly choked on the words, the thought of her with someone else was maddening.
"I never did much with Ryan." She acknowledged. "If anything I refused his advances more than I ever accepted."
"Did you give him your heart?" Her answer was meaningless, she was his wife now, but it mattered fiercely.
She could feel his anger, "My heart is my own."
He longed to test that theory.
"So, you won't touch me at all?" She asked, attempting to change the subject.
"Not tonight, you're safe until the morning." He smiled dangerously at her.
She remembered how his kisses felt, she wanted more, and it killed her that she wanted more.
"If I kiss you, will you break your vow?"
A shiver passed down his spine, it would frustrate the hell out of him to lay still while she kissed him. He shook his head no.
She leaned in and pressed her lips to his. It was an innocent kiss, his were far hungrier. She pulled back and store at him, her eyebrow rose in question. She stroked her fingers down his face, rearranging the unruly hair that covered his blue eyes. A wicked smile came across her lips, "roll onto your back," she whispered.
He looked astonished at her, was she being brazen? He locked his fingers together and put his hands behind his head when he rolled over. She wanted to test his promise. She curled her body up against his, she leaned against his chest, resting her chin on her hand. She was only inches from his mouth. She leaned in and kissed him again, his tongue stirred against her closed lips. She pulled back, he smiled at her.
"Why do you always taste like peaches?" he asked in a voice that was filled with lust. She was driving him wild with her innocence.
She shrugged, "It's my lip gloss," she covered his mouth again and let him deepen the kiss. She moaned softly as he ravaged her mouth. When she was breathless she pulled back and looked at him. She was trying to see if any of his self-control was ebbing. "I could change it."
"Change what?" He asked, not being able to follow rational thought.
"The flavor of my lip gloss," she purred against his lips.
"Don't," he whispered as he tried to claim her mouth again.
"Do you like it?" She teased, her mouth lingering a mere inch out of his reach.
"I'm not sure yet, I think you'll have to let me try it again."
She smiled as she closed the distance. This time she deepened the kiss. Pulling the breath out of him and making his head spin. She ran her fingers through his hair, down his shoulders and slowly to his chest. She pulled away and looked down at him, she wondered if she was as flushed as he was.
She wanted to keep pushing him, to see how true he was to his word, besides if he couldn't touch her there was no fear that it would get much more serious than kissing. She slowly straddled his waist and put a hand on either side of his head.
She has seriously lost her mind. She has no idea how she's affecting me. I have a ton of self-control, but I don't know how long I can take this without teaching her what it means to be 'married.'
She was so content with kissing him, stroking his skin, and breathing in his scent that she took no notice of his reactions at her deeds. Her own reactions were becoming too hard to control. She knew she had to stop this agonizingly sweet torture. She slid off his waist and cuddled up against his side. She wished he would drape his arm around her, maybe hold her. No man had ever treated her so righteously.
"I like kissing you Seto..." She absently played with his hair as she rested her face close against his neck.
"I thought you didn't need anymore kissing." He reminded her.
"Sometimes I speak before I realize what I'm saying." She struggled to position herself so she could look into his eyes. "Am I any good at it?"
"At what?" Driving me insane with passion? You're a pro...
"At kissing." She looked so serious he had to smile.
"You'll get better."
"Excuse me?" She folded her arms across her chest, "If I'm not good at kissing then I think it's your fault."
He smirked at his pouting Princess, "How is your shortcoming my problem?"
"Well, you're the only man I've seriously kissed. It's your responsibility to show me how." She raised her chin defiantly.
"Are you asking me to teach you how to kiss Highness?"
Her eyes snapped open, had she really suggested that?! "NO! I never said that."
"Maybe not directly, but you suggested that it is my responsibility to make sure you're good at it."
"You're impossible!"
"You're delightful."
She looked at him sheepishly. "Have you just complimented me?"
"You...yes, your kissing...no."
She looked hurt, he felt bad for taking his jests too far. He liked her spirit and he only wanted to tame her, not break her.
"Well, if I'm that bad maybe you shouldn't waste your time on me." She turned her back on him.
"Kissing you is hardly a waste of my time."
"Why don't you go find someone else to kiss that's better at it?"
"Because I want you."
"Well, then maybe I should find someone else who can put up with my kissing in order to 'train' me." She turned to show her smug expression, but noted the icy cold stare she received.
"I won't share my wife with anyone." He growled, looking very foreboding.
She wanted to remind him that this was just a marriage of convenience, but didn't think it was a good time for that. His scowl wasn't what she had in mind for the end of such a wonderful day. She downcast her eyes and sighed. She had infuriated him again. She was rather good at it, but at the moment she wanted Seto, not CEO Kaiba.
She leaned down, without thinking, and kissed him. At first he didn't respond, but slowly his lips softened at her insistence and he rewarded her with a kiss that drove all thoughts from her head.
A/N: I had this idea and I had to run with it. I hope I haven't disappointed you all with it. I needed to have a little romance in here-I'm still building tension. I just wanted to reinforce their lust for one another. The next chapter will be building on plot, but the mood I'm in needed fluff.
Tenshi: Ryan will get revenge...don't feel too sorry for him...
Frost: Thanks for your concern...We're doing ok in Tampa. I am sooo thankful the electric is on so I can at least write. I've just about had it with the board games and the guys are watching the Star Wars trilogy (no cable) so I can do this to stay sane. Our house in Palm Bay sustained minor damage, shingles, soffet, and screens out of the lanai, plus a flooded backyard. I think we're staying here for a few days until the emergency crews can clean it up enough for us to get home. Living w/o electric will stink...that's why I'm posting now 'cause I may not be able to for awhile. As for your comments...I try reading and re-reading, I try to catch it all, but sometimes I miss. Spell check gets run, but it sometimes misses things as you know. College classes for me are a hassle, I'm in merit classes and usually get bogged down, so I do understand. I'm glad you like the foreshadowing...it will come into play next chapter.
Setolover: I like how Kaiba is coming out as well. He'll be more true to form next chapter. I just like fluff every now and again. I hope I didn't destroy Kaiba too much here. I had to show how their feelings are developing. What do you think?
whitejellO: You got the place right. I should have said he laughed cynically...you know like an 'I don't think so' laugh. Can you imagine Seto Kaiba in a ballet class?! I think that would be a riot. I'm glad you liked the chapter and yes, the games begin in the next chapter. I'm already well on my way to finishing that chapter. Funny how much time you have on your hands when a storm rages and you get cabin fever...lol.
ssp: I was so trying to avoid writing a mary jane. I know I describe her as beautiful, but she is also annoying, argumentative, intelligent, sarcastic, nervous and messy. Please tell me what else you think I need to do to keep her from being a mary jane...I hate that. She's going to show her intelligence more in the next chapter, hopefully that will help. Give me ideas. I would hate to ruin her. As for her and Ryan, she has known him her whole life. She thinks of him more as a friend than a 'boyfriend.' Unfortunately he sees her as more. She never knew she didn't 'like-like' him until Kaiba started kissing her, then she realized what it was suppose to be like. Does any of this make sense? Anyway, thank you for the comment!
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