Prompt: "As Seto Kaiba left Kaiba Manor, she didn't bother straightening her jacket in the foyer mirror. She was confident she looked more than fine—attractive in a way her enemies would find disarming."
Pairing: Girl!Seto x Ishizu
As Seto Kaiba left Kaiba Manor, she didn't bother straightening her jacket in the foyer mirror. She was confident she looked more than fine—attractive in a way her enemies would find disarming.
And, hopefully, Ishizu Ishtar would find… tantalizing? She shook her head to rid herself of the silly thought, despite the downright graphic, often tender feelings she did find herself having when she thought of the seraphic Egyptian woman.
She slid into the limousine and caught a glimpse of herself in the tinted window. Damn. She was going for imperious and professional, not meltingly, devastatingly attractive. Perhaps the fact that she was meeting the aforementioned curator for lunch (a business lunch, mind you, she reminded herself begrudgingly) had put that flush of crimson in her cheeks, that positively animal glint in her eyes. Yet who was she to complain?
Ishizu, for her part, found it hard to resist the charms of the confident, veering-on-haughty CEO who sat across from her. It was a mite difficult to focus on business matters with that knowing look, that smirk on those reddened lips challenging her at every turn, making her forget herself, her manners.
She squeezed her thighs together under the table, sure her face was bright red. This gesture did not escape Seto's notice, who reached a hand under the tablecloth and brushed it against Ishizu's covered knee.
Ishizu bit back a sigh as thoughts of professionalism and business flew from both their heads.
Both of them knew that Seto Kaiba had laid her trap quite well.
What Seto Kaiba wanted, she got.