At nearly one in the morning, Mokuba came strolling in to find his big brother curled up on the couch and sat beside him.
"Hey Seto, I'm home." He shook his brother awake. "You didn't have to wait up for me."
Kaiba woke slowly and glanced around in confusion.
"When did I fall asleep…?" Kaiba glanced around and saw no sign of a new rug or even any evidence that Pegasus had been there. He brushed past Mokuba and looked in his office—no stain on the floor, no cleaning supplies, no evidence his computer had ever been turned on that day. He grimaced as he felt wetness against his stomach that should have been cleaned up. "None of that happened?" Kaiba touched his lips gingerly. "But it felt so real…"
"Seto? Is something wrong?" Mokuba followed him to his office and blinked.
"No, nothing's wrong." Kaiba refused to look up at his brother. "Go to sleep, I'm going back to work tomorrow."
"Okay," Mokuba frowned. "If you say so."
"Wait…Mokuba. Have you heard from Pegasus today?" Kaiba's voice reduced to a whisper as his hands shook out of Mokuba's sight.
"Public relations said he left the country for San Francisco a little before noon today, why?"
"…no reason." Kaiba frowned. He couldn't have been here then… He wasn't sure at that point if he was truly relieved or not. "Goodnight, Mokuba. " Kaiba once again wandered past his brother as he headed for the bathroom to shower and clean what he had believed was already taken care of.
~*~
Friday morning, Seto Kaiba went to work without waking Mokuba. He spent the entire day in a paranoid frenzy. After his shower the previous night, he refused to fall back asleep. He didn't want to risk another of those dreams while his brother was nearby. He particularly did not want the physical reaction that had accompanied it. The first few hours at his office breezed by, but the white plush winged horse on his desk kept catching his eye. He smiled unconsciously as he stroked the stuffed animal's soft fur. The sound of a phone ringing brought him out of his trance.
"Seto, I don't appreciate being left behind," Mokuba's voice sounded stern. "You've been acting weird since yesterday. Is something wrong?"
"I'm fine. I just thought I'd let you sleep in today after running the company yesterday."
"Liar. I know you don't want to burden me with your problems. You should call in our old doctor since you won't talk to me."
"I don't need anyone's help." Kaiba sighed. "Please don't hate me, Mokuba." His voice reduced to a whisper as he hung up the telephone.
~*~
The more time passed at his desk, Kaiba became restless. The lack of sleep caught up with him as his head bobbed downward, but he refused to let his head meet the desk. The words on his computer screen began to blur together as he typed. A chill ran through his body and he glanced behind him at the window, noting it was tightly shut with the sun shining through. Kaiba froze as he felt the presence of somebody else in the room with him. He felt a hand clamp down on his shoulder while another red-sleeved arm wrapped around his chest.
"Hello, Kaiba-boy…have you missed me?' Pegasus's voice purred in Kaiba's ear.
"How did you get in here?" Kaiba managed breathlessly to ask.
"Does it matter?"
"I guess not." Kaiba closed his eyes briefly as he felt Pegasus's hands tug open the front of his shirt. "What are you doing?"
"I needed to see you…and I wanted to feel your skin against mine…" Pegasus leaned and nibbled Kaiba's neck, causing him to shiver as he felt soft silvery hair tickle him slightly. Kaiba gasped as he felt himself being lifted from his chair and bent over the desk. He knew he should struggle and he knew that he could get away, that someone outside would hear his protests if only he would shout out for help, and yet allowed himself to be completely stripped of his clothing by someone he supposedly hated.
"Pegasus…" Kaiba hissed as he felt soft elegant fingers tracing his skin delicately as they made their way down his back.
"Don't worry, I'll make you feel good, Seto…I promise." Pegasus whispered in his ear. Kaiba stiffened as he felt Pegasus's fingers dip inside him. He stretched his arms over the desk to hold onto it as Pegasus lifted one of his legs. Kaiba's stomach fluttered and churned as he felt Pegasus brush against his backside. Kaiba felt the fingers disappear as something much larger replaced them. He bit his lip hard so he wouldn't scream, but he couldn't prevent at least some noise from his throat. A hand made its way down in front of him and began stroking his erection as Pegasus moved in rhythm behind him. Kaiba moaned softly as he felt Pegasus surrounding him, filling him, nearly suffocating him with his mere presence. He could see everything when he closed his eyes, watching himself as Pegasus violated him on his desk loving every moment of it. He watched as he came closer and closer to completion as the hand stroking his cock pumped him faster while Pegasus lovingly kissed his bare flesh as he moved inside him.
Kaiba's eyes snapped open when he felt his orgasm shoot through his body and onto the desk and floor in front of him. He glanced around behind him and saw only the closed window. He looked up and down his own body and found that he was fully dressed, though his pants were open and slightly sagging downward. Damn it, not again! Kaiba swore under his breath as he worked to clean up his second mess in two days' time. He frowned and picked up the phone to call his secretary.
"Miss Ayamoto, have you heard anything about Pegasus's whereabouts?"
"Ah! Mister Kaiba, Mr. Pegasus was last seen an hour ago attending a meeting in San Franciso. It isn't known if he plans to return to Japan anytime soon."
"I see, thank you Miss Ayamoto." Kaiba hung the phone back on the receiver and held his head in his arms. Pegasus…what have you done to me?
~*~
One thing about being rich, one never has to worry about staying in a second-rate hotel. Pegasus especially appreciated how icy cold the shower could become. He breathed deeply as he leaned against the side of the shower wall. The cold was starting to affect him, but he made no attempt to finish his shower quickly.
"An ocean's length away and I still can't get him out of my mind…" Pegasus sighed as he strove to cleanse himself amongst the frigid spray. I was such a fool to drive him away like I did, and for what? What did I accomplish? Not a damn thing, and lost my left eye in the process. Pegasus had spent his birthday alone, specially creating the plush animal he would later give Kaiba. He knew the young man would never accept a gift from him, so he left it in his office—it had yet to reach the dumpster, he was grateful, he hoped that it meant Kaiba could at least sense his feelings for him through it. After catching sight of Kaiba on the 25th, he had immediately left for the United States, not trusting himself to be around without making the situation worse. Pegasus covered his face with one hand as the other slid down his stomach to take care of the raging hard-on he had accumulated just by thinking of his blue-eyed dragon boy. What's wrong with me? I haven't done this since I was a teenager. He gasped through his fingers as he imagined the object of his affection joining him and helping him with his problem. Tears leaked from his one good eye as he relieved his frustrated libido. He slid to his knees in the shower and cried silently in his hands. I wish I could tell you I love you, Seto Kaiba.