Kaiba's Preferences

By: Niiro Yuuyake

Warnings: Lime, Lemon, Yaoi, Shounen-ai, Possible Character-bashing(mainly Anzu, and OC), OOCness.

Disclaimer: Niiro does not own Yu-Gi-Oh, nor any of its characters. Though she does own Kiroko(but you're free to use and bash her!)

A.N.- Ah! I nearly forgot to type this chapter! I've been way to busy! Which is new, because I don't have a life(just barely hanging onto one) and now all of a sudden, I'm Miss Busy-Body! Whew! Luckily I remembered just in time to type this chapter! (It's due to be posted in two days!) Usually I have it done a week before it's due to be posted! Anyhow thanks for all the wonderful reviews! They keep me typing!

Chapter 5: A Moment in Kaiba's room

Kaiba smirked, pushing Yami toward the bed. "Let's hurry up and do this. Bakura has the worst possible timing."

Yami swerved around Kaiba, knocking him on the bed before crawling over him, "Bakura's not here now, so his name shouldn't be mentioned at all. I'll make sure you forget all about the Tome Robber, okay, love?"

Seto squirmed, trying to get comfortable. His leather-tights were getting a bit too tight, if you catch the drift. "Firstly Yami, don't call me love, and secondly, either get moving or reschedule. I'm a very busy man, with many things to do."

Yami smirked, "That's good. Because I'm a very busy man, too, with someone important to do. You."

The brunette rolled his eyes, "Come on, Yami. I don't have all day."

Yami frowned a moment, before getting to work on Kaiba's neck, again. He kissed his way up to Kaiba's jaw, suckling gently then moving over to his cheek, then lips. Forcing Seto's mouth open, and shoving his tongue inside.

Yami decided he didn't have a whole lot of time to make slow, passionate love to Kaiba, but a quickie was just within his time range. And that's what the brunette seemed to want, anyhow.

Forcing Kaiba's tongue into a mutual battle of dominance, Yami ran his hands up and down Seto's sides, tugging gently at the brunette's shirt.

Kaiba smirked into the kiss, twisting so Yami could pull his shirt up over his chest. Just like Yami, the brunette figured, the faster they did this, the less likely their chances were of getting caught . . .

Said brunette jerked, when Yami yanked his mouth away from his, trailing down to latch onto a small nub, flicking it with his tongue.

Kaiba knew there was something he'd forgot to do, something important, and not work-related, but when the ex-Pharaoh's teeth clamped down, gently, on his nipple, Seto moaned out, forgetting instantly what it was he needed to do.

Mokuba tugged insistently at Anzu's arm, trying his best to get her attention. He needed to correct her before she ran up to his 'Niisama and made a fool out of herself.

The raven-haired kid stopped mid-tug, perhaps he'd let Anzu believe what she wanted . . . He smirked evilly, who could it hurt? He thought walking back over to the phone.

But stopping in his tracks again, Mokuba turned back in Anzu's and Kiroko's direction, feeling an intense need to make this right. He couldn't let her wonder around believing his Niisama liked her! That was outrageous. She didn't even like Seto so why would she jump to such a crazy, obviously-not-true theory?

The young Kaiba shook his head, which wasn't something he'd even try to figure out. She obviously hadn't listened to a word he'd said, and now she was going off to spread rumors, that obviously and never would be true; Mokuba figured, once you were gay, you'll forever and always be, so his 'Niisama is gay, therefore Seto will forever and always be.(1)

Taking his place back at Anzu's side and resuming his tugging on her arm, hopefully bruising this time, waiting for Anzu to finish rambling to Kiroko.

But by the time the annoying brunette had finished her lies and deceitful words, Mokuba's tugs had long since stopped. He thought that maybe, instead of bruising her arm, he might've bruised his hand!

"Anzu!" He whined, trying once again to get her attention.

Finally after repeatedly hearing, but ignoring, her name being called, Anzu turned to face the exhausted youth. "What now, Mokuba? I have a lot to do. Getting Kaiba off my back, Yami into my arms, again, and Kaiba into Ki-chan's arms is hard work!"

Mokuba sighed, slightly relieved that Anzu, after an excruciating five(possibly 6) minutes of tugging on her arm, and resisting bonking her over the head with any nearby, blunt object, she acknowledged his presence.

"You have to listen. No, no, Anzu, you need to listen very carefully, and obey what I tell you. My 'Niisama does not like you. Just like Yami-"

"Who likes me-"

"No!" Mokuba practically yelled, "Yami doesn't like you! Niisama doesn't like you! Gah! No one likes you like that! Anzu, you have to listen carefully, okay? Yami's gay, 'Niisama's g-"

Anzu started to cry, "Jeez, Mokuba. I thought you were nice. But you're just like Kaiba." She sobbed out loud here, "Why can't anyone accept our relationship! Yami and I love one another!" Anzu turned away from Mokuba, and Ryou and Yuugi(who were sitting all the way across the room, looking on in confusion), and covered her face with her hands.

With her mascara-running, hands over her tear-drenched cheeks, Anzu ran off, into the Hall, and down toward the bathroom.

Kiroko looked at a loss for words. "Ano . . . " She blinked a few times, her slow mind finally comprehending what happened. She stared accusingly at Mokuba, "Bad Chibi-chan! How could you hurt Anzu-chan like that? Why do you not want her and Yami-kun to be together, again? Jealously is a bad color on such a cute face!" All the while she wagged her index finger in Mokuba's face, like a mother scolding a child for bad behavior.

Mokuba blushed at being addressed as "Chibi-chan." He was going to be twelve! He should be called "-kun" now! "-chan" is for babies! The raven-haired Kaiba honestly felt like kicking this woman in the shin, but he was raised(though, by his brother) not to hit women, even the annoying, snotty, bitchy ones.

So he held in his outrage, until Kiroko had left the room, running after Anzu. Mokuba exhaled, then took in a deeper breath, releasing it, and continuing on, while counting to ten. "I'm too young for this."

Ryou laughed, placing his hand on Yuugi's knee, calming down, slightly, but not removing his hand. "But if we get silly-string, the cleanup after the party would take forever! Kaiba would have a fit if we dirtied his home with gooey, pasty string in a can!"

Yuugi nodded, vigorously, "Exactly, but making Kaiba angry would ensure one great party for Mokuba! Who knows, Kaiba will probably join in!" He laughed a little, a bit nervous by Ryou's hand on his knee.

Ryou's smile faltered, maybe he was reading Yuugi's signs wrong. The tri-colored-hair teen laughed at everything he said, backed him up on any point he made, and constantly wanted to hang around with him(even when Bakura threatened to kill him for spending so much time at their house). Perhaps, Ryou thought, pulling his hand off Yuugi's knee, perhaps Yuugi just thinks he's good company; likes to spend time with him . . . that all.

The shorter of the two frowned. He kind of enjoyed the Albino's hand on his leather-clad knee. He was just about to ask Ryou what was the matter when Ryou suddenly stood up.

"So, are we done with the list? Everything extra we need, written down?" The Albino said, stretching; avoiding eye contact with Yuugi.

Yuugi turned his head away quickly, trying not to look at the beautiful teen beside him, reaching for the skies. Ryou's shirt rose up a bit, exposing his pale skin, and Yuugi couldn't help but blushed a ferocious red, lifting the notepad up over his face, to block out Ryou's lean, pale body from his sight.

Ryou sighed, turning to Yuugi but looking over his head at Mokuba and Anzu talking. "Wonder what happened . . . " He whispered to himself, sitting back beside his friend.

Yuugi looked over too, at Anzu and Mokuba making a scene, not able to hear all that they were saying, but a few words stood out; like "gay" and "like."

Relaxing in his chair, Yuugi unconsciously placed his hand on Ryou's thigh, the notepad falling into the Albino's lap.

Said Albino blushed, but didn't say anything. This had to be a sign. He put his hand over Yuugi's, returning his eyes back in Mokuba's direction, only to see Anzu run off crying.

Yuugi tilted his head in Ryou's direction, "Hm," He sounded, "Maybe we should go see what happened . . . " He stood up, finally realizing, when he tugged the Albino up with him, that he and Ryou were holding hands.

Ryou blushed, just as Yuugi did, both looking down at their joined hands. Neither released the other's hand.

Kaiba arched his back, grabbing hold of Yami's tri-colored hair, as he thrust his hips up into the warm cavern of the ex-Pharaoh's mouth. Panting out loud at the pleasure that jolted through his body, with each thrust he made, Kaiba's was at a loss for words.

Who would have known Yami was so talented with his mouth and tongue!

Feeling the small pulls on his hair only made Yami suckle harder, trying to get Seto right on the edge. One painful tug caused him to pull off Kaiba's weeping cock, only to lick over the head once, wiping the precum onto his tongue.

The Ex-Pharaoh smiled, licking his lips as he watched Seto pant and thrust his hips a few times into the cold air, still hard and unsatisfied. Yami unbuttoned his leather pants, tugging them down. He didn't wear anything under them.

Kaiba panted, still trying to catch his breath, while watching Yami strip. "No underwear?" Seto smirked.

Yami smiled, trying to keep in mind that he needed lube, "Of course not, Blue-eyes. You of all people should know that leather pants as tight as those are hard as hell to put on with something underneath!"

Kaiba rolled his eyes, still smirking as he reached over to the night stand beside his bed, and pulled out a tube of lube. "Now," the brunette said, handing the lube to Yami, "Nothing else is in our way. No clothes, people, or problems. Get to fucking."

Yami smirked, "You don't have to tell me twice." He popped the cap of the tube, squeezing out a few drops on three of his fingers. "Ready?" Yami whispered.

Seto nodded, bending his knees and spreading his legs. He jumped when he felt a cold finger trace around his entrance, shivering a bit in pleasure.

Yami gently pressed his index finger against the small pucker, rimming it but not entering until he felt Seto's body relax. Slowly he pushed his finger in, shuddering at the clenching warmth around his finger. "And you're sure you're not a virgin?" Yami joked, hilting his finger in.

Blue-eyes only moaned, shifting and thrusting against Yami's invading finger. "Positive, now get going." Seto half-panted.

The ex-Pharaoh withdrew his finger, then shoved it back in, wiggling it a bit. He continued to finger-fuck Seto, until he felt confident enough to add another finger. Thrusting in a second finger, Yami was pleased to hear Kaiba cry out softly in pleasure, pushing his ass harder against the fingers.

Seto moaned out, panting as Yami continued to plow his ass with his fingers. He couldn't believe he was being such a slut, letting Yami do this . . . but Yami did say he wanted more out of this than sex . . . but what of Bakura? He couldn't very well have a relationship with Yami and let Bakura fuck him! But, he figured, when Yami's fingers nudged his prostate, that could be thought about another time.

The tri-colored hair male smirked slyly, as he eased another finger in with the other two. He was sure the third finger would hurt, but Kaiba continued thrusting back against the fingers, only tensing once, when the third finger entered.

Still finger-stretching his fantasy, Yami looked over the CEO's quivering, sweat-glazed body, admiring every pale inch of Kaiba's body. "Ready?" He asked, plunging his fingers in as far as he could.

Seto arched his back, spreading his legs slightly wider, "Y-yea."

Yami smiled fully, "Good, 'cause I don't think I could've waited another minute." He pulled his fingers from the tight confines of Seto's ass, and grabbed the Tube of Lube, again. He squirted a reasonable amount in his hand, and rubbed it on his aching erection, moaning mutely.

Seto waited patiently, panting and still erect. Watching Yami stroked his member, covering it in lube was making Seto. He, actually, couldn't wait to get that cock in his ass.

Yuugi stood beside Mokuba, still holding Ryou's hand, while he listened to the young Kaiba mumble (very bad) words under his breath.

"Mokuba . . . I think we should check on Anzu . . . " Yuugi whispered. For some reason he felt, since it was so quiet in the Party-room without Anzu, that he should keep his voice in a whisper.

Mokuba counted to ten again, having learned the stress-relief technique from his elder brother. "I know. Just give . . . me a minute, Yuugi. Why don't you and Ryou go ahead? Kami knows I can't take another minute of her . . . " He trailed off, walking toward a nearby chair.

Ryou, trying his best to stop blushing, decided that Mokuba should be happy on his birthday . . . his birthday's eve.

"Mokuba, why don't we go to the store now? We still need to get the things on the list . . . " The Albino suggested.

Yuugi nodded, "Yea. In fact, why not go get Kaiba? He could drive us . . . and it would keep Yami around . . . Where is Yami, anyhow?"

Mokuba gestured toward the hall. "Bathroom." Then, Mokuba stared off into space as though he had realized something(Yami had been at the bathroom for way too long and Anzu and Kiroko went to the same bathroom), and stood up. "You guys are right. I'll call 'Niisama down, why you guys can go get Anzu and her friend."

Ryou looked a bit skeptical. "Ano . . . " He pulled his hand from Yuugi's, "Why don't you go get Anzu, while I wait here with Mokuba?"

Yuugi hesitantly nodded. "Well . . . if you're sure? ...Okay."

Ryou noticed that Yuugi felt a bit . . . jealous . . . or left out, so he clarified. "You see, Yuugi, you look more like Yami than I do, so there's a less likely chance Anzu will bite your head off . . . Understand?"

The young Motou visibly relaxed. "Of course . . . right. I knew that." He said as he rushed off toward the bathroom.

Ryou turned to Mokuba, only to see the Chibi smiling, knowingly.

"What?" The Albino asked, innocently.

Mokuba smirked slyly, "Nothing. Why? Feeling guilty for keeping a secret?"

Ryou blushed, "I have no idea what you're talking about." He said, nervously.

Mokuba nodded, saying sarcastically, "Sure you don't." He picked up the phone, "'Niisama should be working-unless he's gotten distracted- and have his cellphone with him."

Mokuba picked up the phone. Instead of walking all the way to his brother's room, he decided to call. It was easier to beg his 'Niisama over the phone where he doesn't have to make puppy-eyes.

Ryou nodded, standing beside Mokuba as he picked up the phone, pressing the Speed-Dial button to Seto's phone. After the first ring, he put the phone on Loud Speaker, and set it on the receiver. The second ring echoed through the room.

Mokuba sighed, "I hope 'Niisama doesn't say anything embarrassing. Maybe I shouldn't have put it on Loud Speaker . . . "

Ryou shook his head. "Oh! There's nothing to worry about. Bakura embarrasses me all the time! I won't say anything if Kaiba says something embarrassing."

Yami pulled Seto's legs over his shoulders, positioning his cock at the brunette's entrance. He really didn't think he'd ever get to fuck Kaiba, but now that it was happening, he didn't really have time-or care- to reminisce.

Seto relaxed his muscles, moaning as Yami slowly slide his lubricated member into his ass. Since Yami had stretched him thoroughly, it didn't hurt too much. In fact, Kaiba moaned, again, it felt really good.

The ex-Pharaoh fully hilted himself inside his newfound lover, taking every clench and unclench of Kaiba's anal muscles in pleasure, groaning out his bliss.

Yami pulled out, until only the head of his cock was in, moaning in unison with Kaiba, as he plunged his cock back into Seto's tight hole. The blue-eyed brunette arched his back, trying to get Yami to go deeper.

The tri-color-haired male pulled back again, only to shove his cock back into Seto's waiting ass. He listened to the brunette as he tried to hold in his moans, groans, and pants of pleasure, groaning himself, as he set a slow rhythm.

Seto tried to hold in his whimpers, gently pushing back against Yami, trying to get him to go faster. He moaned loudly, when Yami aimed one particularly firm thrust against his prostate.

"Shit . . . Yami!" The brunette whimpered, pushing back harder against the ex-Pharaoh, "Harder"

Yami pulled back, firmly thrusting in and out a few times, before obeying, and pounding harder into the CEO. He leaned over Kaiba, his hands on each side of Seto's head, and begin to thrust faster, plowing his way through the brunette's clenching hole.

The elder Kaiba arched his back as best he could. When Yami leaned over, it practically bent his body in half, but it gave Yami better access to his hole.

Yami groaned again, slamming his hips into Kaiba's as hard as he could, feeling his climax coming up. He was panting, sweating, and thrusting almost violently into the CEO's ass, unintentionally forcing Kaiba's cock to rub against his stomach; helping Seto get closer to his peak as well.

Kaiba was thrusting back against Yami's hips as best he could in his position; his thrusts causing his member to rub more firmly against Yami's abs.

Yami felt on the verge of cumming, so he reached down between his and Seto's body, and grabbed hold of the CEO's cock. Still thrusting, he begin to stroke Seto's cock, the precum helping him immediately set a quick pace.

Seto was at a lost for words. Even his moans were confused and intertwined with his groans. The brunette grabbed hold of his satin sheets, clawing at them as his orgasm finally hit. He called out Yami's name, only to be silenced by the ex-Pharaoh's lips.

Yami, too, climaxed, thrusting one last, final, rough thrust into Seto's ass, hilting fully before shooting his cum deep into the recess of Kaiba's body. He thought he heard a ringing just before he went over the edge, but he figured it was his mind shutting down completely.

Seto turned his head away from Yami, breaking the kiss, to pant and catch his breath. When he finally recovered enough air to talk, he said, "Did you hear ringing?"

Yami nodded, just barely. He dropped his head onto Seto's shoulder, burrowing his face into the CEO's neck, inhaling his scent. "Maybe."

Kaiba shook his head, shifting around under Yami to pull his legs off his shoulder. "You can't sleep yet. Mokuba and company are still down there waiting for you."

Yami half nodded, half snuggled into Seto's neck. "'Kay." He yawned, pulling the satin blue sheets from on the side of the bed onto him and Seto(though it only barely covered them up, since they were laying on most of it), "We'll go down . . . " He yawned again, "in a minute."

Seto looked around the room, spotting his cellphone on his desk; the red light-signaling a missed call-blinking. "Dammit." He mumbled, half asleep.

Mokuba ended the call a bit disappointed. "Hm . . . " He thought aloud, "He always picks up his phone. You go get everyone from the bathroom, and I'll go check on my 'Niisama."

Ryou nodded. "Sure. We'll wait for you by the door, okay?"

Mokuba nodded as he headed toward the stairs, and Ryou headed toward the bathroom.

Ryou stopped at the bathroom door, unsure if he should knock or not, but just opted for knocking . . . to be on the safe side.

Yuugi opened the door, looking a bit pale. "Ryou!" He practically yelled, relieved.

Ryou entered the large bathroom, completely uncomfortable upon seeing Anzu. It was odd, because she was sitting on the toilet-lid down-and unrolling a wad of tissues.

Blushing, the Albino turned to face Yuugi. "Is . . . er . . . is she alright, now?"

Yuugi shrugged his shoulders. "For the most part. Why?"

Ryou shook his head, turning to everyone in the bathroom. "Are you alright, Anzu?"

She nodded, wiping away imaginary tears. "I''ll be fine once we find Yami." She stood up straightening her skirt, while Kiroko straightened her hair, "Have you seen him?"

Ryou looked at Yuugi, who in turn quickly exited the bathroom, "Yuugi!"

"Not now Ryou, I have to . . . uh . . . I have to . . . do something!" He called from down the hall, rushing as fast as he could away from the Trio in the bathroom.

Ryou looked back at the two girls in the loo with him, blushing. Then frowning. Anzu had an almost evil look on her face. So, doing the sane thing, Ryou took off down the hall after Yuugi, "Wait for me!"

Anzu growled. "You know, Ki-chan, I think they know something." She headed out the bathroom, "Yuugi's really bad at keeping secrets. Let's go find out what he knows!"

Kiroko nodded, "Right! He may know where Yami-kun is!"

Mokuba lightly dragged his hand on the wall, as he headed to his brother's room. He thought to himself where Yami could have been. He obviously wasn't in the bathroom, or else when Anzu went in there, he would have come out.

On that note, Mokuba thought as he reached his brother's room, where had Bakura gone? It's not like he really cared but when two of your friends(one by default-Bakura) goes missing in your big-ass mansion, you can't help but wonder.

"Yami wouldn't have let anyone grab him . . . Bakura, either. So . . . " Mokuba thought to himself, "Where are you, Yami and Bakura?"

Opening his brother's bedroom door, Mokuba's eyes immediately fell on the two, pale bodies, entangled in the satin blue sheets of his 'Niisama's bed. One of those bodies, he noticed almost instantly was his brother's and the other body . . . well . . .

"I guess I found Yami . . . "

TBC

A.N.- Whew! This chapter was longer than I expected! So . . . What did you all think of the lemon? It was my third on ever(after probably the fifth, I'll stop counting)! I thought it was quite good. Especially since it's Saturday night and this is due to be posted on Monday AND I still have to type the 7th chapter of Void and 7th of The Worst Possible Moments.

Anyhow, enough of my feeble complaints! Thanks for the wonderful reviews! I look forward to them every chapter I post! Next chapter should be posted either the 31st of July(Monday) or the first of August(Tuesday). Review and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

(1) A friend of mine believes "once you go gay, ain't no going back." What do you guys think? Once a guy goes gay, is it possible to become completely straight again? Let me know what you think!

-Niiro Yuuyake