What If?
Chapter Three
By SmileZ
Author's Note: I'm actually getting into this story. Are you? Now for my two beautiful reviewers…
Blader540- OH thank you! I smiled like crazy when I read your review. Actually my smile was so big that the person next to me (I'm at the library) looked at me strangely. Well as for who's behind the door… DARN! How did you know? You caught on didn't you, cuz come on, parents working for a big time company… yep yep. And that's a cool philosophy. I never really thought about it that way. Thank you for your review. I enjoyed hearing your opinion!
LadieAnimeFreak- LOL! Oh that would have been funny, gosh you're really creative. But sorry no… you'll find out who in this chapter. Yeah you're right, I need the tension. But if you like naughtiness. Then this a good chapter. Hehe. Thank you for reviewing. I laughed at picturing it really being the mailman or something. Hehe thanks for making me laugh!
NOW THE STORY CONTINUES! Does it go on? It all depends on YOU! Lol…
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She expected some old creepy lady… NOT SETO KAIBA! What the fuck was he doing here?
Cracking the door open she peeked through it. "Are you lost?"
Kaiba stared at her disbelievingly before double checking the number of the house. What the fuck. "Mitsuki's residence?"
Anzu opened the door all the way and stared at him. "You are not my mom's most 'trusted' friend. OH HELL NO…"
"Indeed." So Anzu was Mitsuki's daughter. What a… coincidence. He stared at her in the black, almost see-through robe. The silky material clung to her like a second skin. He could see her nipples perk as the cool breeze drafted between them. He could feel himself twitch.
Glaring at the oblivious girl, he waited for her to get the hint. It took longer then expected… a couple of minutes passed… Still waiting… he could hear the seconds ticking by… How rude… "Aren't you going to invite me in?"
Anzu blinked at him and shrugged. Moving aside, she leaned on the door and waited for him to pass. He did so, but not before letting himself caress her buds with his right shoulder. She shivered as it hardened. Biting her lip, she waited for him to head towards the living room. He just stood there watching her expectantly.
What am I? His servant? Rolling her eyes at him she lead him towards the room. Everything was still in place because she needed the details from his royal asshole over there. Her father didn't tell her what to do with the furniture and priceless items scattered about.
Sitting down on her dad's favorite comfy chair, she crossed her leg over the other and watched him as he watched how the slit in the robe spilled open up to her thigh. She shot her eyebrows at him and tapped her fingers against her crossed arms.
Kaiba sat across from her on the loveseat. The small glass coffee table was the only thing between them. He saw her luscious smooth thigh and thoughts began to drift away from business. What am I doing here again?
Clearing his throat, he scooted towards the edge of his seat, making it seem like he was closer. Okay… No matter how much I hate him… business is business… "Would you like anything to drink, Mr. Kaiba?"
He watched as her tongue stroked her lower lip at the word mister, and then how her lips puckered up at his last name. He hadn't come for idle chit chat, but found his throat too dry to get through the issue.
"Water would be fine. Miss Mazaki." As she got up, his eyes never strayed from her backside. She's in a thong too… what the fuck. I am NOT thinking about her like that.
Anzu walked into the kitchen and opened the fridge… looking around, she decided she wanted to tease again. Grabbing two wine glasses, she opened the wine fridge and stole one of her dad's white wine collection. Re-entering the living room, she noticed his eyes following her as she moved to sit beside him. First Bakura, and now Kaiba. Yeah I've gone past crazy and now entering insane..
She sat so close, that as she re-crossed her legs, they brushed up against his. Setting the champagne down, she uncorked it and poured for them both. "I only have tap… water. I don't think it's up to your standards."
Kaiba grabbed his glass and sipped it. His eyes slid half closed as he watched her twirl her glass around before taking a light sip. Finishing his, he set it down and continued to stare at the vixen in front of him.
"You have good taste."
Anzu inwardly smirked. The great Seto Kaiba, who just two days ago insulted me, just complimented me. What are you playing at Kaiba? "Oh? And how would you know what I taste like?" Yeah she planted that one. It's all a game right?
Even as she finished that thought, he already moved to grab her chin. Moving it to the side, he stroked her neck with his tongue. He kissed and sucked his way towards her ear and was pleased to see that Yugi's mark disappeared completely. Finishing with her lobe. Seto moved his lips towards hers and slowly leaned on top of her. He pinned her down with his body and slid her robe open.
Anzu couldn't believe it. Seto Kaiba stole her first kiss. But her displeasure disappeared as he parted her lips with his tongue. He plunged into her and was addicted at first taste. She was sweet. So utterly sweet. His tongue swept over hers and he groaned when she tapped hers lightly against his.
Anzu felt his hands parting her robe. His fingers played with the lace of her thong before stroking upwards and touching her breasts. She gasped in his mouth when he rubbed her nipples between his index finger and thumb.
……some time later……
The chime of the grandfather clock brought her out of the haze of ecstasy. By now Kaiba had one hand on her breast and one squeezing her ass. They swapped positions as she was on top this time. Her core was rubbed onto his crotch where she felt his hard, oh so long, member through his pants. Glancing at the clock. Her eyes widened. IT'S ELEVEN? Damn… time flies when you're making out… I guess its faster when you enjoy it… I did not just say I liked it. Shit.
It took a couple of minutes to get off of him because he persisted in not wanting to let go. Every time she tried to get up, he pulled her back down. By the time they bodily separated, it was 11:15. "Oh shit." Snapping her fingers at Kaiba to get his attention she quickly rushed up the stairs. "Explain everything while I get ready."
Seto stared at her in a daze. He watched her as she rummaged through her briefcase for clothes. "Where are you going?"
"Out."
Anzu was surprised that she actually heard him sigh, if somewhat softly. He sat on her bed as she found her low-rise, hip hugging, tight ass, autographed by Bobby Valentino, seven jeans. Throwing it to him, she went to her closet. okay I said that she finished packing everything, but lets say she left some stuff in her closet Flipping through her hangers, she found a sexy black silk tube top. It was exactly like the robe. It clung to her. "Well aren't you going to tell me?"
"I'll just come by later… at a more convenient time." Yeah so next time you'd want my virginity instead? Please…
She went to the bathroom and touched up her hair and make-up. "I'm sorry to hear that I wasted your precious time this evening. I know how in demand you are."
"I assure you, my evening has been most… satisfying." She snorted.
Coming out of her bathroom, Anzu went to the bed and grabbed her shirt away from his observation. Not caring one bit, she dropped her robe and let it fall to the ground.
Seto watched intently as she struggled into the dangerous shirt. Touching and seeing were very different. But it brought the same reaction. He wanted her. He frowned as the perfect twins disappeared under the tank. Now she grabbed her jeans from his lap and pulled them on. He smirked as he watched her do the jean dance, jumping up and down and making her breasts jiggle hypnotically. As she got it on, he watched as she stretched and leaned forward to adjust to the jeans. Her ass was all up in his face. And he was not complaining. Anzu stared at her heels and her black timberlands. She tried both and looked in the mirror. "Seto… which looks better?"
He shrugged. Transfixed with the way she rolled his name. Would she whisper it out like that when he was banging into her… or would she scream it out? Both sounded really appealing. Seto resumed back to the question. "They both look good, it depends on what you're doing tonight. If you're gonna be on your feet, you'd want the more comfortable one."
Anzu shrugged and took out a pair of black socks. Stepping into her Timberland boots she smiled sexily at Seto who was leaning on her head board. Just as she crawled next to him. Her cell phone went off. "Aww… someone ruined our fun." Giving him a sorry look at his scowl, she picked it up.
"GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!"
"SORRY MAI! I'm on my way out!"
"HURRY UP BEFORE THEY SWITCH BOUNCERS! I know this guy and he'll let us in free."
"Mai you know everyone."
"HURRY!" and she hung up.
"Okay shoo. You have to leave."
"I'm going with you."
"Uh… no you're not."
"Yes I am."
"No."
"Yes."
Anzu smirked in the rearview mirror. True to his word. Seto Kaiba came with her. Except he was following her in his white Lamborghini. So He wants to mess around does he? Taking a left into the high way, Anzu smirked as he followed. Revving her engine, she mentally thanked her father for teaching her how to shift and race. Stepping on the gas, she zoomed away from him. And wasn't surprised when he caught up. They both dodged cars but were neck to neck. She laughed as she turned into the exit while he passed it. LOSER! Hehe…
Driving towards the night club she parked her skyline and stepped out. Her mouth actually dropped open when she noticed Kaiba was leaning against his car, waiting for her. His lips curved into a sexy smirk as he saw her approaching him.
"Did you get lost?" Anzu flipped him off and stomped ahead. He was fine with that. He got to watch her swing her hips back and forth. It's very entertaining.
Anzu saw the LONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGG ASSSSSSSSS LINE! Oh shit, this place is banging then. Heading towards the front, she giggled as she saw Mai in a red mini-skirt, tight tank and black stilettos. "DAMN MAI. You look HOTT!"
As they both entered, you can be sure they turned heads. Run it by Chris brown was playing. Anzu and Mai raced towards the dance floor. Both grinded on each other and went wild. Shaking their asses they dipped low and slowly came back up. Not, one single guy's eyes, strayed from their movements.
'Is your man on the floor? If he ain't, let me know.' Let me see if you can run it run it. I need a girl who can run it. Run it.'
Anzu felt someone from behind and laughed at Ryou… or was it Bakura? Who cares. She noticed Joey popped out of somewhere and stole Mai from her, so she focused all her dancing with Ryou. Her sample with him on DDR was nothing compared to his true skill.
Every time she dipped he followed. It was AMAZING. All the guys she's ever danced with just stood and barely moved. He flipped her so that they were face to face and was really, really astonished to see Bakura. He grounded into her from the front and she felt his hard erection. Damn why are guys always so horny? lol I don't know
She threw her head around, making her hair fly. Bakura thought it made her look naughtier. He caught her head and tilted it up. He was about to kiss her but she ruined it by blowing on him again. Does her breath always smell like mint?
Anzu pulled backwards and silently circled him. She wrapped one leg around him and she leaned back. Her pelvis was rubbing along his length. He wondered how she got into those jeans. His random thoughts were lost when he felt her breath on his face…again.
She smiled seductively at him. Rewrapping his fingers around her chin. He moved towards her at a normal pace. Yami was pretty slow, while Kaiba is hella fast. Bakura seems like the perfect one so far. He wants to, but he isn't rushing. It's a fucken turn on.
She licked her lips as he moved in for the kill. Too bad someone yanked her out of his grasp before he could reach his destination. Wait. was I really about to kiss Bakura? Well I did kiss Kaiba…
Bakura was pissed. He wanted to kill whoever stole her. Actually the thought sounded really appealing. His eyes met glare for glare. Both stared each other down.
"Do not touch her." The possessive hand wrapped tightly around her waist, Anzu stared wide eyed at… (WHO? MIKE JONES? WHO MIKE JONES?) :p
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Author's Corner: Oops did I do that? Or was it the computer? Lol Damn spam.
