Disclaimer: I still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, but I do however own my characters
and this fic.
A/N: READ THIS: As I said before, this chapter is a lemon, and an angry one that. It's probably going to very intense and rather graphic, but it does play a part in the plot. It's not like I'm just going to throw it in there for the hell of it. I'm going to try to keep Seto in character, but it's going to be hard. At first he's childish in the sense that he's playing little stupid games with Demi, but then it gets pretty intense. Remember, this is my first Seto lemon and also he's a hard character to keep on character. *Sigh* I'll try my best. And also I'll give a warning when it's going to start so that you can skip over it if you want. Anyway, enough of my babbling, here it is.
Chapter twenty-two
Hate of all Hate, Passion of all Passion
Demi walked as slowly as she could to her room, trying desperately to delay it for as long as she could, but as she reached the door, she knew she could put it off no longer.
Opening the door as slowly as she could she crept inside.
Kaiba was shirtless, sprawled out on the bed, and Demi fought vainly not to look at his chest. No such luck. She glared at him instead.
"Do you mind?" She said icily. Seto barely lifted his head.
"Mind what?"
"I have to get dressed you shithead."
"So, get dressed."
"Well, could you leave for a minute?" She bit out, already frustrated beyond belief.
"Why?"
"So I can get dressed."
"Go ahead, who's stopping you?" He smirked, god this was fun.
"JUST GET OUT OF HERE!" He said nothing, but leaned back on the bed in an exaggerated act of relaxation and peace. Demi realized he wasn't going to move. "FINE!" She grabbed her shirt and shorts and stomped into the bathroom, fuming all the while.
'That self-centered, irritating, arrogant, egotistical, moronic, rich ass, egocentric, LITTLE ASSHOLE!' She screamed over and over again in her mind as she pulled on her loose fitting clothes that served as pajamas. Letting her hair loose from it's braid she stepped out of the bathroom.
"See, it wasn't that hard." He said lightly, deliberately trying to piss the 'little wildcat' as he had dubbed her off to no end. So far he was doing a great job.
"Fuck off." She shot as she climbed into bed, not liking in the lest the proximity of their bodies.
"Fuck on, you'll get better results."
"Go to hell." She flopped back, expecting to land on soft pillows, instead she landed on nothing but mattress. She looked over to see Seto, a smug look on his face, with two pillows comfortably beneath him.
"Looking for something?"
"Give me my pillow!"
"It's not your pillow, it's mine." He replied calmly, reveling in the fact that she was getting so angry.
"Just give me it!"
"It's not yours, why should I?"
"KAIBA JUST GIVE ME THE GODDAMN PILLOW!!!!!"
"I already said it doesn't belong to you."
"Listen you arrogant little fuck." She bite out harshly, and she knew that what she was about to say was beneath the belt, but she couldn't help it. "The only reason your like this is because you feel so fucking victimized, but listen you jackass, ya, your brother was killed, it's tragic and everything, but you really need to GET THE FUCK OVER IT AND STOP BEING SUCH AN ASSHOLE!" She gasped, knowing full well that she had just crossed the line. She wanted to start spilling out apologizes a mile a minute, but pride would not permit her to.
A flicker of unfathomable pain crossed his navy eyes before clouded over, reveling nothing but anger. Demi back a bit, but in seconds she was pinned under him, anger radiating off him like a poison that threatened to kill her.
She couldn't breath, his weight was crushing her.
(A/N: Hide the children!)
"Kai-"But she cut off as his mouth attacked hers, hard and brutal, demanding with a passion born from rage and sorrow.
She still couldn't breath, and his tongue down her throat didn't help any. She wanted to push him off, to bite his tongue, but instead (and with a shocking horror) she realized that she was kissing back.
This was insane! She wasn't supposed to kiss him back! She was supposed to fight back!
Lack of air demanded their separation, and they pulled back, breathing heavily from the intensity of the kiss.
"I hate you." She spit out, despite the fact that her body was tingling everywhere quite against her will. Her glared down at her, rage and lust pumping hard in his veins.
"I know." He dived down at her lips again, forcing his tongue in her mouth as his hands wondered her body. She hated it. Hated him, and hated that she was actually enjoying this.
Hated the way his hands left her skin searing hot and the way that he was lightly teasing her breasts, but most of all, the wetness between her thighs that his hands created. For this and for so many other reasons, she hated him with all her soul.
Wildly he tore her shirt over her head and threw it to some corner of the room where it lay forgotten. Seto made a hot trail of near-bruising kisses down her neck and collarbone until her made it to her breasts where he began suckling, licking, and even giving bites that made her bit her lip in pain.
"Stop!" She demanded suddenly, what was left of her pride shining through. What the hell was she doing? This was KAIBA that was doing this.
"Why?" He growled huskily, his navy orbs staring at her, freezing her insides with their icy fire. "It's not like you don't like it."
"Stop you horse fucking, cocksucking, son of a slut nun, he-whore!" Even in her rage and lust, she stopped to congratulate herself on the insult. It was defiantly one of her better ones.
"Why?" He asked again, his eyes slightly clouded. "I know you like it, even if you are a virgin." She stopped in the middle of coming up with another long insult. How the fuck had he known that? She voiced that question out- loud.
"And just how the fuck do you know that I'm a virgin?" He smirked, fury and desire having all but clouded his mind.
"I just know." And with that he pulled down the rest of her clothing to shoot a finger into her damp folds. Even though she willed her body not to do it, she couldn't help but buck her hips and throw her head back in pleasure as he continued to thrust inside her.
Her hips naturally began to buck in time to his trusts which were coming harder, and soft little whimpers of pleasure were escaping her lips altough she tried damnedest not to let them. It wasn't working so well. Seto smirked the mother of all smirks down at her, making sure that she could see it.
Her pride wanted to rip that smirk right of his face, but she didn't have the willpower to do that at the moment.
She was getting closer, he could tell by the way her hips were pushing against him (courtesy of being in a gang and a LOT of experience.) He forced in deeper, making her scream in pleasure as her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks.
She fell back on the mattress (Still not having got her pillow) panting, and hating him all the more.
"See, wildcat, it's not all bad." She glared hatefully up at him, which only succeeded in making him more aroused as he rid himself of the rest of his clothing.
"Alright, this is going to hurt for a sec." He said gruffly. That was the only warning he gave before he plunged his length into her. Her eyes widened in pain as she gripped her shoulder and bit her lip to keep from crying out.
Surprisingly, he actually gave a few seconds for her body to adjust, and the pain to dull to bearable before making his first thrust.
The feeling in Demi was like shooting stars and springtime, only a hundred times better. Her body moved in perfect time with his, and she really didn't care anymore that it was her sworn pain-in-the-ass as she called him, she was lost in the feelings that he was administrating.
It was only after her orgasm hit her, and he rolled of the side of the bed and turned his back to her without so much of a word, that reality reared it's ugly head.
She had just lost her virginity and her dignity to Seto Kaiba. And the cold black world of utter oblivion and helplessness washed over her.
A/N: So, whatta ya think? Like it, Hate it, What? Ok, I decided to tone down the graphics just in case this story gets taken down for 'Content over ratings' as they call it. Anyway, the next chapter might have some angst because it's the next morning and she comes to grips with what happens.
And DON"T WORRY this is, after all, a Seto/Demi fic, everything will work out in time. Anyway, Ja ne!
A/N: READ THIS: As I said before, this chapter is a lemon, and an angry one that. It's probably going to very intense and rather graphic, but it does play a part in the plot. It's not like I'm just going to throw it in there for the hell of it. I'm going to try to keep Seto in character, but it's going to be hard. At first he's childish in the sense that he's playing little stupid games with Demi, but then it gets pretty intense. Remember, this is my first Seto lemon and also he's a hard character to keep on character. *Sigh* I'll try my best. And also I'll give a warning when it's going to start so that you can skip over it if you want. Anyway, enough of my babbling, here it is.
Chapter twenty-two
Hate of all Hate, Passion of all Passion
Demi walked as slowly as she could to her room, trying desperately to delay it for as long as she could, but as she reached the door, she knew she could put it off no longer.
Opening the door as slowly as she could she crept inside.
Kaiba was shirtless, sprawled out on the bed, and Demi fought vainly not to look at his chest. No such luck. She glared at him instead.
"Do you mind?" She said icily. Seto barely lifted his head.
"Mind what?"
"I have to get dressed you shithead."
"So, get dressed."
"Well, could you leave for a minute?" She bit out, already frustrated beyond belief.
"Why?"
"So I can get dressed."
"Go ahead, who's stopping you?" He smirked, god this was fun.
"JUST GET OUT OF HERE!" He said nothing, but leaned back on the bed in an exaggerated act of relaxation and peace. Demi realized he wasn't going to move. "FINE!" She grabbed her shirt and shorts and stomped into the bathroom, fuming all the while.
'That self-centered, irritating, arrogant, egotistical, moronic, rich ass, egocentric, LITTLE ASSHOLE!' She screamed over and over again in her mind as she pulled on her loose fitting clothes that served as pajamas. Letting her hair loose from it's braid she stepped out of the bathroom.
"See, it wasn't that hard." He said lightly, deliberately trying to piss the 'little wildcat' as he had dubbed her off to no end. So far he was doing a great job.
"Fuck off." She shot as she climbed into bed, not liking in the lest the proximity of their bodies.
"Fuck on, you'll get better results."
"Go to hell." She flopped back, expecting to land on soft pillows, instead she landed on nothing but mattress. She looked over to see Seto, a smug look on his face, with two pillows comfortably beneath him.
"Looking for something?"
"Give me my pillow!"
"It's not your pillow, it's mine." He replied calmly, reveling in the fact that she was getting so angry.
"Just give me it!"
"It's not yours, why should I?"
"KAIBA JUST GIVE ME THE GODDAMN PILLOW!!!!!"
"I already said it doesn't belong to you."
"Listen you arrogant little fuck." She bite out harshly, and she knew that what she was about to say was beneath the belt, but she couldn't help it. "The only reason your like this is because you feel so fucking victimized, but listen you jackass, ya, your brother was killed, it's tragic and everything, but you really need to GET THE FUCK OVER IT AND STOP BEING SUCH AN ASSHOLE!" She gasped, knowing full well that she had just crossed the line. She wanted to start spilling out apologizes a mile a minute, but pride would not permit her to.
A flicker of unfathomable pain crossed his navy eyes before clouded over, reveling nothing but anger. Demi back a bit, but in seconds she was pinned under him, anger radiating off him like a poison that threatened to kill her.
She couldn't breath, his weight was crushing her.
(A/N: Hide the children!)
"Kai-"But she cut off as his mouth attacked hers, hard and brutal, demanding with a passion born from rage and sorrow.
She still couldn't breath, and his tongue down her throat didn't help any. She wanted to push him off, to bite his tongue, but instead (and with a shocking horror) she realized that she was kissing back.
This was insane! She wasn't supposed to kiss him back! She was supposed to fight back!
Lack of air demanded their separation, and they pulled back, breathing heavily from the intensity of the kiss.
"I hate you." She spit out, despite the fact that her body was tingling everywhere quite against her will. Her glared down at her, rage and lust pumping hard in his veins.
"I know." He dived down at her lips again, forcing his tongue in her mouth as his hands wondered her body. She hated it. Hated him, and hated that she was actually enjoying this.
Hated the way his hands left her skin searing hot and the way that he was lightly teasing her breasts, but most of all, the wetness between her thighs that his hands created. For this and for so many other reasons, she hated him with all her soul.
Wildly he tore her shirt over her head and threw it to some corner of the room where it lay forgotten. Seto made a hot trail of near-bruising kisses down her neck and collarbone until her made it to her breasts where he began suckling, licking, and even giving bites that made her bit her lip in pain.
"Stop!" She demanded suddenly, what was left of her pride shining through. What the hell was she doing? This was KAIBA that was doing this.
"Why?" He growled huskily, his navy orbs staring at her, freezing her insides with their icy fire. "It's not like you don't like it."
"Stop you horse fucking, cocksucking, son of a slut nun, he-whore!" Even in her rage and lust, she stopped to congratulate herself on the insult. It was defiantly one of her better ones.
"Why?" He asked again, his eyes slightly clouded. "I know you like it, even if you are a virgin." She stopped in the middle of coming up with another long insult. How the fuck had he known that? She voiced that question out- loud.
"And just how the fuck do you know that I'm a virgin?" He smirked, fury and desire having all but clouded his mind.
"I just know." And with that he pulled down the rest of her clothing to shoot a finger into her damp folds. Even though she willed her body not to do it, she couldn't help but buck her hips and throw her head back in pleasure as he continued to thrust inside her.
Her hips naturally began to buck in time to his trusts which were coming harder, and soft little whimpers of pleasure were escaping her lips altough she tried damnedest not to let them. It wasn't working so well. Seto smirked the mother of all smirks down at her, making sure that she could see it.
Her pride wanted to rip that smirk right of his face, but she didn't have the willpower to do that at the moment.
She was getting closer, he could tell by the way her hips were pushing against him (courtesy of being in a gang and a LOT of experience.) He forced in deeper, making her scream in pleasure as her orgasm hit her like a ton of bricks.
She fell back on the mattress (Still not having got her pillow) panting, and hating him all the more.
"See, wildcat, it's not all bad." She glared hatefully up at him, which only succeeded in making him more aroused as he rid himself of the rest of his clothing.
"Alright, this is going to hurt for a sec." He said gruffly. That was the only warning he gave before he plunged his length into her. Her eyes widened in pain as she gripped her shoulder and bit her lip to keep from crying out.
Surprisingly, he actually gave a few seconds for her body to adjust, and the pain to dull to bearable before making his first thrust.
The feeling in Demi was like shooting stars and springtime, only a hundred times better. Her body moved in perfect time with his, and she really didn't care anymore that it was her sworn pain-in-the-ass as she called him, she was lost in the feelings that he was administrating.
It was only after her orgasm hit her, and he rolled of the side of the bed and turned his back to her without so much of a word, that reality reared it's ugly head.
She had just lost her virginity and her dignity to Seto Kaiba. And the cold black world of utter oblivion and helplessness washed over her.
A/N: So, whatta ya think? Like it, Hate it, What? Ok, I decided to tone down the graphics just in case this story gets taken down for 'Content over ratings' as they call it. Anyway, the next chapter might have some angst because it's the next morning and she comes to grips with what happens.
And DON"T WORRY this is, after all, a Seto/Demi fic, everything will work out in time. Anyway, Ja ne!