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Warnings: Teasing, Sexual Reference
Dedication and Major Thanks to Buka2000 (Delt with my rambling while writting this), Drachenaugen (Seto getting angry), and Chibi Chib (Suggested I update this fic today). Each with equally creative ideas that are briefly listed above! If you have an idea for these two leave it in a comment, and I'll do my best. Giving credit of course.
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh))
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Yami stretched his arms high over his head letting out a loud yawn. He was happy the path had come to an end, and before them was the lake. It wasn't that he didn't like walking with Seto, but the heat was making them both cranky. He pulled a leaf from his hair, damn nature. Not to mention they hadn't showered since yesterday… He was so damn ready for the lake.
Seto shook his head as he watched Yami pull the leaf from his hair. "That is what happens to spiky haired men who take nature hikes." He snickered. "You should have worn a hat or bandana." He picked a couple other leaves out of Yami's hair. He had to admit Yami in cut offs sweat slicked skin was a turn on. He sighed knowing Yami would take this as advancement so he stopped, and headed towards the waters edge.
Yami grinned, and chased after Seto. "You know you cannot go swimming in those jeans." Having caught up with Seto, he tackled him, and started working at Seto's button.
Seto squeaked, and squirmed under Yami. "What the hell are you doing?" He rolled them to where he was straddling Yami's waist, his undone pants hanging onto his hips. Yami's breath hitched, and he swallowed hard. Seto rolled his eyes. "Don't even think about going there Pharaoh."
"Going where my Priest?" Yami put on his best innocent act, with the shy voice and large eyes. He even went as far as to blush. Seto crossed his arms and huffed. "I know, I know your 24, a virgin, no lube, middle of the forest." Yami rolled his eyes, and pushed Seto off of him.
"You forgot to add something to the list…" Seto grinned as Yami raised a brow. He pushed Yami into the lake. "Cold shower."
Yami growled, something between angry and playful. "Oh two can play that game." Lucky for him he'd just been pushed into the shallow end. He lunged forward, and pulled Seto into the lake. "I believe it is you who wanted the shower."
"Hardly counts for a shower unless you brought soap and shampoo." Seto splashed Yami not letting the glares or growls get to him.
Yami splashed back. "This is a forest not a store." He made his way in the deeper area of the lake, and wiggled out of his cut offs, throwing them onto the dock. "Take them off Seto, and come and join me.
Seto swallowed the want to whistle as Yami through his shorts onto the dock. He raised a brow at Yami's suggestion to undress and join. He was already undone. What the hell? Why not? He struggled out of his jeans, throwing them onto the dock. "You better not get hard over this."
"As long as you don't, I won't." Yami laughed. "Come on already."
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Yami pulled himself onto the dock and stretched out the heated wood welcoming his cool body. Seto hoisted half his body out of the water, propping himself on his elbows. He laid his head on his crossed arms watching Yami. "Tired already?
"Just a little." Yami yawned and noticed out of the corner of his eye Seto was watching him. "Tell me when I look like a coconut so I can flip over."
"I believe the phrase is 'red as a lobster'." Seto teased, and pulled himself the rest of the way out. He stretched out next to Yami. "But anyways how can I tell you if you're red or brown if I had the same intentions?"
"It is a good thing we aren't basting turkeys… You'd been crispy in two minutes." Yami smirked. "And, I say coconut because I know I'll tan and not burn."
15 minutes later Yami poked Seto. "Turn over." Seto muttered something incoherent as he rolled over. Yami bit his lip, closing his eyes. Taking out the trash, he told himself. Not working… What was worse than trash? An entire landfill; he thought over and over. He sighed, giving up. Who was he kidding? Seto was gorgeous lying there stretched out. "You know we've technically we've had that bath… And, I'm sure Yuugi and Ryuji wouldn't mind sharing their…"
Seto's eyes shot open, as his hand made contact with Yami's cheek. "No! This is still the middle of the forest." He huffed, and sat up. "And, by the time we walked back we'd have to turn and walk back to the lake."
"Save the walk back for after words." Yami rubbed his cheek. "You're going to get sweaty and sticky anyways." He sat up. "Forget I even mentioned it." He sighed.
Seto pulled on his jeans. "I'm heading back."
Yami moved to the edge of the dock, and dangled his legs over the side. "Go on ahead." He sighed. "The sun will set soon. I'm going to watch it from here."
"Alright then." Seto stood, and walked off the dock. He felt bad for having slapped Yami, but the mans mind was wondering places it didn't need to go. He sighed, and stopped just inside the woods. He turned around, and watched Yami who looked lonely. Was he to hard on him? Couldn't hurt to wait for Yami, surprise him, and then they could walk back together.