Seto: Baka! swats
Caren: TT
Again, I'm realy, really sorry! This is finally the chapter where Atemmy-chan and Seto-sama get to consummate there love! Then Akunadin buts in. There's a twist ending too! I hope you all really enjoy it, and don't forget to leave a review! Onegai shimasu!
The fading light of twilight beamed in through the curtained doorway to the balcony, bathing Atemu's fragile frame. His barely-covered chest rose and fell as he dozed on the thin sheets of his lavish bed and dreamed peaceful dreams totally romoved from his demanding live.
Next to him, Seto slept tensely. After it had become clear that his little lover was exhausted, he had ordered that no one disturb them and let his cousin rest. He had taken Atemu into his arms and contented himself with watching the young pharoh sleep.
He came awake suddenly, aroused by something unseen. He shivvered and pulled the sheets tighter arond Atemu.
Atemu's eyes fluttered open and his lashed batted against Seto's chest.
"What's the matter?" he asked softly.
"Nothing...nothing." Seto scannned the room and then turned back to Atemu. "How are you feeling, my phraoh?"
"Very well," Atemu murmured as he sat up pulling the sheet around himself to conceal his bare body. He stepped out of the bed, wrapping the sheet around himself and walked to a small table in the center of the room to pour himself a cup of wine.
"Seto, are you thirsty?" he asked. "I'm always so terribly thirsty when I first wake up."
"It's been a long evening. I would enjoy the chance to share a drink with you." He smiled braodly and tucked Atemu into his arms when his young lover returned to the bed.
Atemu giggled and sipped at his wine and held the cup with both hands like a child. He looked up into Seto's face his whide eyes shinning. "Seto...do you remember what we said last night? Do you still want me?" His voice was hurt.
"Of course I do, my love," Seto purred as he pressed his lips firmly against the softly tanned skin of Atemu's neck. "Always."
Atemu keened and giggled at the feel of Seto against him. "W...what would you have me do Seto-sama?"
"Come and bathe with me," Seto said as he lifted the sheet away from Atemu's shoulder and continued to pepper his delicate skin with kisses. "We can decide what else to do from there..."
"O...okay." Atemu blushed deeply and took Seto's hand. "Lead me to the bath?"
"But of course," Seto purred, setting Atemu's cup aside and sweepign him up into his arms. "Allow me to escort you, my pharaoh."
He carried Atemu through the palaces winding corrodors into the grandious bath. A steaming pool of sweet smelling water invited them tempestuously and many perfumes and oils were arranged on the carved shelves that lined the cold stone walls.
Atemu shivvered, glancing around the glited room. He had only been allowed to use the faclities ajacent to his own rooms during his tenure, and had nearly forgotten about the grand baths. Seto stripped away his own cloths and then as if he were opening a gift, unwrapped the sheet Atem had draped around his body back in Seto's room. The tall man took his hand gently and led him into the water.
"It's so warm," Atemu sighed as he lowered himself into the bath. Goosebumps raised on his arms before he finally callmed, leaning back against the cool stone that encircled the bath. His legs parted slightly as his eyes closed and he went limp. "Don't be shy. Join me."
"As you wish." Seto's low voice sent shivvers down Atemu's spine and he felt ripples though the water as his lover stepped into the water. Seto's long arms encirled him and he snuggled up next to his lover, sighing contently.
"Seto..." Atemu flushed has he felt the heat of the water spread thorough his body. "I don't want to wait any longer. Take me." He pressed up against his lover.
Before Atemu knew it, Seto had him pressed against the stone wall of the bath, the hot water envelopping their bodies in a dizzying heat. Seto's hand migrating between atemu's spread legs, exploring him almost playfully with tender touches that sent wonderful tremers threw him.
"Ready already..." Seto murmured aloud as he pulled Atemu close and complete their union.
The pharaoh cried out and clung to his cousin desperately as they joined, his body wracked with pleasured shivers. The water sloshed around their entertwined forms as their bodies rocked together in harmonious unison. Atemu's shouts of ecstasy were unbridled though he was certain that no one would hear him in this remote area of the palace.
Seto's shouts were mixed with Atemu's own as he felt tesen dissepate thoughout his entire body. He wrapped his arms around Atemu's back and pressed his chest flush against the other boy, reveling in his oil-slick skin and sweat-smelling hair. He presed a kiss to the smaller boy's neck as the water stitled around them.
What seemed like hours passed as the two rested totally unaware of the world around them before Atemu's eyes fluttered open hazily. He looked up at his older cousin, eyes twinkling in amethyst flames.
"That was woderful," he gasped his face still flushed pink. Then his face took on an almost devilish appearance as he snuggled close to Seto's glistenign chest. "I would do it again sometime?"
Setp laughed aloud and his voice repeated aroun d the room. "So would I." He sooothed as he petted Atemu's spiky hair, which had been weighed down by the water and became straight.
Atemu gasped softly as he was suddenly lifted out of the water and into the chill air of the stone room.
"S-seto! What do you think you are doing?" he cried throwing his arms around the man's neck and clinging like a desperate child.
"We cannot stay here any longer," Seto said sternly as he set Atemu down on a nearby bench. Atemu trembled as his tender flesh made contact with the frigid stone. "I fear that we'll be discovered."
"But..." Atemu started at the other boy, trying to ratschet his brain back into thinking mode. "Seto, you staid you would stay with me. I don't want you to leave me!"
Seto swept Atemu into a large towle and began drying him off tendrely. "I'm not leaving, my love. We just cannot abide by being seen together like this. You must return to your room."
Atemu's violet eyes watered and his hands clenched as Seto dressed him. "Then you must come with me," he sniffed. "Please; I need you."
"I...must make an apearence before Akunadsn. I promise I will return to you for evening meal." He cresssed Atemu's cheek and stared into his violet eyes.
Atemu nodded slowly. "I understand," he said, swallowing back his tears as he gathered up him things.
He padded slowly to the door and began the sorrowful march to his chambers, his tiyn bare feet slapping woefully on the frigid stone floors of the corridors. His eyes were quite damp by the time he reached his room and flung himself onto the bed with a sigh.
"Nothing ever truly works out," he whimpered bitterly. "But at least I'll have Seto with me. Sometimes."
Seto moved through the corridords with measured steps.He was assured that no one had seen him with Atemu but he was still uncertian. His robes clung to his damp bidy attrctively and his footsteps repeated around the bare corridors with their intricate drawings of heroglyphs.
"Just what did I tell you about allowing your loins to get hold of your mind?" a rapy voice behind him asked. He whirled around to find himself face to face with Akunadin. "You've been a bit promiscuos lately, my son."
Seto's hand clencehed into a fist. "I've been no more promiscuos than yourself at my age." He spat. "I am proteting Atemu, am I not?"
"You're certainly spending a lot of time with him," akunadin implied as he circled the younger man with a knowing laugh. "Do you truly care for him?'
"Of course I care for him!" Seto propelled. "He is my king. My whole being is devoted to him!"
Akunadin ran a bony finger across Seto's cheek and laughed coldly before turning away, his robes swashing like fine curtains. "Which part of your being in especially dedicated?" he asked as he walked away.
Seto's eyes narrowed. "FATHER. Why do you address me with such insolence?!" He pointed the head of the millenuus rod at the old man. "I am dedicated to him with my whole being just as you shuld be and if you are not then you should relinqush your millenuim eye and throw yourself from this castle!"
"Try not to be so dramatic, son," Akunadin says smoothly as he continues to walk. A chill draft blew through the corridor, and his form was suddenly swept out of sight.
"It is a derterment to your health."
"Crazy old man." Seto muttered, not even bother glancing after Akundn. He turned on his heal and walked down the hall the other way. It was nearly evening now and he needed to chek up on his little lover.
"Oh...seto." Atemu whinned sadly and he clutched a pillw to his chest. His insides hurt so much and he thought it was because he missed his lover but he did not want to ask anyone for fear that their realtionship would be discovered. His serband had brought dinner, but without Seto, Atemu couldn't bring himself to eat.
He layed their in silence, ocassionally snivelling and tossing about on the bed. He trembled in his sheer nightgown and pulled the blankets close around himself, praying that Seto would arrive soon and that he would have human contact.
Somethign shifted with a soft sound in the cavernously dark room. Moonlight glinted off of a huddled form in the corner of his foggy vision and Atemu clutched his blanket with a soft squeak.
"Who goes there?" he asked, trying to sound commanding and kingly. No answer. Slowly he got to his feet and found the form totally gone. Just the wine, he figured.
He was suddenly grabbed from behind, his arms pinned and a rag held over hsi mouth. "I've been looking for you, brother," a virile voice purred.
Seto threw open the main doors of Atemu's chambers, flanked by two guards. In his hands, he held a plate of strawberries and oranges. Treats for his captive young lover.
"Pharaoh Atemu?" Seto called out. "Cousin, where are you?" He approched the bed and threw back the covers. The bed was stained with blood and another note laid nestlled amouge the pillow Atemu had been clutching.
The Pharoh was gone!