I am so glad you guys liked both scenarios, and I am so happy you're all still reviewing.

I hope you like this chapter. We're moving more into the prideshipping side of things now and the story will focus more on Yami and Kaiba as opposed to Yami and Jou, although Jou's not out of the picture yet. This is a good chpter in my eyes, I am very satisfied with it. It's a little humorous, which is maybe inappropriate for the tone of the fic, but hopefully, it works.

Oh, btw, for those of you who read Scenario A only, I forgot to mention at the very end that when the police are talking to Yami about where he'll go to get away from Jou, he should have mentioned something about finding his own place, but that it can take months, and that his only option was to stay with Kaiba until he did find somewhere. This was a theme in scenario B. It is only crutial because in the next chapter or so, Yami is going to look for a place and Kaiba already knows this is what will happen, but without this note, scenario A readers may be a bit confused. Sorry about that!

And just so you're not disappointed, I may or may not be updating more slowly, simply because I wasn't expecting the fic to go this way and so have to write quite a bit more now.

Anyway, enough blah blah!

Warnings: LIME

Don't own.

Onwards!

INDECENT PROPOSAL - Chapter 8

The air in the limo was tense. Not a word had been spoken since they got in except for Kaiba phoning ahead to the mansion to get the room next to his ready for a long term guest. Yami sat stiff as a board in his seat, as if waiting for Kaiba to make a move on him. He also felt very drained because it felt like all his choices were taken away from him yet again, and all because this man had wanted to sleep with him. He scowled out the window and felt Kaiba's eyes burning a hole in his head, which just made him angry.

"Yami..."

"Don't," he replied, not turning round. "Just don't say anything." He didn't want to hear Kaiba's voice at the moment.

"It's for the best..."

"Don't..." Yami warned, his anger growing.

"You'll eventually come to realise that every cloud has a silver lining..."

He exploded. Red faced, he turned towards Kaiba and began shouting at him, the volume of his voice rising with each passing moment. "Realise what? That you are a manipulative jerk who can't take no for an answer and so you'll ruin people's lives to get what you want? Jou and I were happy before you came alone! Sure, we had debts, and a few family problems and we were just moving along slowly, but we were moving! Then you made your bold move, and look! It worked, because I am once again being forced to do that which I never wanted to do! You made the last few months of our lives hell! You caused a temporary rift between lovers! You brought out Jou's jealous side, which he never had cause to explore because I am faithful! It's all YOUR fault, so excuse me if I don't see a fucking silver lining in this situation just yet!"

When he finished his rant, Yami felt light headed. He'd overdone it, the situation too much for him now. He wobbled in his seat and turned away from a shocked looking Kaiba and leaned against the cool glass of the window. He felt wetness dribble down his face and chin and realised he'd been crying during his heated speech. "Why do I always have to be the one who has no say in the matter?" he mumbled to himself, but out loud. He tongued his lip and realised tears weren't the only thing dribbling down his chin. His cut lip was bleeding again. He put his hand to his mouth and suddenly began to sob.

When Seto snapped out of the shock he was in from Yami's tirade, he leaned over and pulled Yami to him, expecting some resistance, but was surprised when the bawling young man came to him very easily. Still with a hand over his mouth to try and stifle his weeping, the other wrapped around his own waist, Yami tilted into him, his head against the taller male's chest and suddenly let loose, allowing his tears to flow much more freely.

Seto knew not to say anything at this time, even to apologise for anything, everything, would be a bad idea, so he just held the spiky-haired man until he stopped crying, or they got to the mansion, whichever came first.

Yami eventually stopped crying, but did not try to extricate himself from Kaiba's arms, and Seto had no intentions of pushing him away, and so they sat like this until they reached the mansion, Yami shuddering every few moments from his sob session.

They pulled up to the front door and when the driver opened the vehicle door for Yami, only then did the young man move out of Kaiba's embrace. He got out and wobbled on unsteady legs before nearly collapsing. The driver caught him before he hit the floor.

"S...sorry," he apologised weakly whilst trying to steady himself, but for some reason, his legs refused to take his weight.

"Here," Kaiba said behind him, indicating to the driver that he should hand him over. He was lifted into the bridal position and because he felt so weak, he made no protests and let his head lean on Kaiba's shoulder. "Get my physician to come over as soon as he can. Possible head trauma, amongst other things."

"Right away, Kaiba-sama," the driver said as Seto ascended the stairs.

The door was opened for him as usual and he swept inside, immediately heading for the stairs to the first floor. He ignored the head housekeeper who was yelling at him to take off his shoes. If she didn't have age and wisdom as well as years of service, such a thing would never normally be tolerated, but he let it slide, eventually yelling back at her that he would do so once he got his guest settled.

It was barely an hour later when the doctor finished examining Yami and exited the room, putting his glasses back on his face and meeting Seto just outside. "How is he?" Seto asked.

The doctor cleared his throat. "Well, the good news is that there's no concussion and from what I can tell, the fact his legs wouldn't work is simply due to stress and exhaustion. I gave him a pill to help him relax and sleep which should be effective within half an hour. He should be up and walking when he wakes up and the bruises from the assault will heal nicely."

"And what's the bad news?"

The doctor frowned. "Well, nothing more than you know already. He was penetrated sexually, quite violently, and he refused the healing salve I recommended."

Seto held his hand out and the doctor put the tube there with a smile. "Thank you doctor. And remember to keep this..."

The doctor held a hand up to stop Seto in his tracks. "My dear boy, you know how much I respect you. You don't have to remind me of my obligations to you and my patient." Seto nodded and the doctor left. "Remember to let him rest and make sure he takes the medicine I've left," he called behind him. "And if you want to talk to him, you should do so before he falls asleep."

Seto waved from the top of the stair and quickly entered the room. He saw Yami turn his head from the window towards him and smile weakly. "Hi," he said dreamily. He guessed the drug was working a little quicker than the doctor described.

Seto smiled back. "The doctor told me you refused this," he said holding up the tube of cream.

Yami scrunched his face. "I don' need tha'," he slurred. "He said I be fine inna few days."

Seto frowned. "How many of those pills did he give you?" Yami held up his hand and lifted four fingers. "How many did you take?" Yami held up two fingers. "And how many should you have taken?" Yami sheepishly held up one finger and Seto sighed. He pulled his phone out and called the doctor to explain the situation. The doctor reassured him taking two meant it would work faster and he would sleep longer, but to keep the other two for the following nights.

Putting his phone back in his pocket, he looked at his house guest. Yami's eyes were closed and his breathing was steady. "Yami?"

Yami didn't open his eyes, but was still awake. "Mmm?"

Seto opened his mouth to say something, but thought better of it. "Nevermind. Just get some rest." He leaned over and gave Yami a kiss on the lips, to which Yami neither protested nor reacted positively. "I'll come and see you in the morning."

Yami nodded his head slowly, eyes still closed, to acknowledge the statement and Seto lifted himself off the bed and left the room, closing the door softly behind him. He stood at the door a moment longer before deciding he would work from home for a few days.

Seto opened his eyes and sat up suddenly when he sensed he was not alone in his room anymore, that there was a figure by his bed. "Who's there?" he demanded, reaching over to switch on his bedside light. The light flooded the room and Seto raised an eyebrow when he saw Yami standing at the foot of his bed. "Yami?"

Yami smiled softly at him. "Seto...I...I need you."

Seto watched stunned as Yami, who was dressed in loose fitting pyjama bottoms and a white tank top, crawled onto the bed and moved towards him slowly, like a cat. "Eh? You need...me?"

Yami didn't stop when he got to Seto's legs, his thighs, and eventually sat himself down on the CEO's lap and put his arms around his neck. "I want you to make love to me."

Something was not right, Seto thought as Yami leaned in to kiss him, but who was he to look a gift horse in the mouth? He eagerly returned Yami's kiss and quickly, his domineering manner overtook him and he took the lead in the kiss. Their pink appendages swirled around each other until Yami had no control whatsoever. Eventually, Seto let him go so they could breathe.

The sight of Yami sitting on top of him, panting softly with wanton need and lust radiating from him was the most beautiful thing Seto had ever seen. It was different from when Yami was begging him to let him come; this was pure sexual desire, a very cute red blush was painted across his flawless face...

Seto found himself flipping Yami over onto his back and perching between his legs. They were both naked and kissing furiously. "Seto, please..." Yami begged wriggling his perfect creamy body beneath him. "I want you to take me now!" Seto reached over for the lube, but Yami grabbed his arm. "No time, just take me. Hard and fast. I want you. I want your hard cock inside me now!"

Seto growled and lifted Yami's knees up and pressed the against the smaller male's chest to reveal the glistening puckered hole, twitching in anticipation of his entrance.

Seto then stopped. "Wait a minute...this is all wrong," he said. He looked at Yami's rear. No damage. He looked at Yami's body and face. No bruises or cuts. And Yami had been calling him 'Seto'. "This is a dream..."

Seto sat bolt upright with a gasp and panted heavily. He looked around quickly and breathed out. It had been a dream, the only evidence was his aching erection. He threw himself backwards onto the pillows in frustration. Why couldn't he just have kept his damn suspicions to himself and let the dream follow through? It promised to be an exhilarating experience, one that he hoped to have for real sometime in the near future. Nothing would make him happier than Yami giving himself willingly to him without deceitful manipulation.

He looked over at his clock and sighed. It was nearly 7am and his alarm had been set for 7.15am, so he decided to get up and take care of his 'problem' before getting ready to face the day.

Yami had been awake for nearly half an hour before he heard the door open and a maid walked in carrying a tray of food. "Good morning, Yami-sama," she said merrily, putting the tray on the side table before moving to help him sit up by adding an extra pillow behind him.

Yami smiled as she fussed over him. "Good morning. It's not necessary for you to do this," he said as she smoothed out his blankets and put the tray on his lap. "And you certainly don't have to call me -sama."

The young lady walked purposefully over to the curtains and flung them open to let in the sunlight. "Nonsense!" she said. "You're Kaiba-sama's guest and shall be treated as such." She bowed. "Is there anything else I can get for you or do for you, Yami-sama?"

Yami looked at his tray. There was a cup of tea, orange juice, a croissant, mini jams and butter, grapes and a small knife. There was also a small tub with some pills in it, presumably his painkillers. "Er, no thank you, although please, don't call me -sama."

"As you wish, Yami-sama," the maid said and left the room quickly, closing the door behind her.

Yami sighed once she'd left and removed the tray from his lap. He wasn't very hungry at the moment, and he'd had a huge glass of water from next to the bed within moments of waking up because his tongue felt like there was a carpet growing on it, so wasn't thirsty either, and decided to take a bath. He lifted the bedding and swung his legs round and touched his feet to the floor. He experimentally stood up and was pleased to find that his legs felt strong again and he limped over to the en-suite bathroom.

He found fresh clean towels folded on a rack and neatly laid out bath things. He drew himself a steaming hot bath and when it was ready, he sank into it with a heavenly sigh ignoring the stinging pain from his rectum. It had been a long time since he'd had a bath; the apartment he had lived in with Jou only having a small shower.

He shook his head. He was too sore and too tired to think of Jounouchi at the moment, the physical pain and mental anguish still too fresh. He felt tears pricking at his eyes and he splashed his face with water to cull them.

After he felt like he'd soaked up enough water and his hands began to look like prunes, he washed himself and got out, drying himself off thoroughly. He checked his ailments in the mirror and cringed. He knew his bruises would look worse as they got better, and at the moment, they were still deep purple, the one on his face was almost black. In a few days, they would be green/yellow, and that was when they looked the worst. He would have to miss some school, he felt, at least until the bruise on his face was faint enough to cover with some concealer.

He was about to wrap his towel around his waist when he noticed the tube of healing cream the doctor had left with Kaiba. Kaiba must have put it in here for him at some point during his medicated black-out, despite his insistence to the doctor that it was not necessary. But, he thought, maybe it wouldn't hurt to try it. When Kaiba had used something similar after 'that night', but in hot water, it had worked wonders.

He took the tube up and read the instruction, blushing furiously when he realised that using it semi-externally in water like Kaiba had wasn't an option. He was going to have to get the cream, as it was, inside him, as deep as possible, to aid in the healing process. Like hell I'm doing that! How am I supposed to even bend that way? He put the tube down and wrapped the towel loosely around his hips and left the bathroom. He stopped when he saw Kaiba sitting on the bed. "K...Kaiba," he said, surprised. "What are you...?" He stopped. This was his place. Of course he could go where he pleased within it, and he was probably only there to make sure he was okay. "...I mean, good morning."

Seto looked up from the tray of food and smiled at Yami, his smile turning into concern when he got a very good look at the bruise on the smaller male's abdomen. "Morning. Why haven't you eaten and taken your medication?"

Yami was a bit put out by the harsh question. "I just wanted to have a bath to feel a bit more human since yesterday," he said. "I was going to take it now."

Seto nodded. "Okay, but you know you're going to have to be more strict with when you take them." He looked at his watch. "You're an hour behind schedule, which means you'll have to stay up an extra hour to take your last dose before you go to sleep tonight."

Yami stifled a chuckle. "Okay, dad," he said, amused.

Seto didn't laugh. "I'm serious," he said seriously.

Yami deflated. "Sorry, I'm just...just trying to keep light hearted at the moment, you know?" He ambled stiffly over to his suitcase and began to dig out some clothes for the day.

Seto frowned at the way he was walking. "Did you use the cream the doctor gave you?" he asked, suspecting not. It was very potent stuff and Yami would not be walking like that if he had used it.

"Um, no, not really," Yami answered, not looking at the CEO. He continued to not look at him, but he could see the man get up from the bed and go into the bathroom. He sighed dejectedly and tried to quickly pull his trousers on with his towel wrapped around his waist. He failed before Kaiba exited the bathroom and took him by the arm. "Hey, wait a minute!" he protested, but Kaiba only let go when they were by the bed.

Seto removed the tray from the bed and looked at Yami sternly. "Get on the bed. Lose the towel."

Yami glared back at him. "No way."

Seto smirked. "We can do this the easy way, with you getting on the bed and letting me help you, or the hard way, with me restraining you."

Yami's face broke out into a bright pink tinge of embarrassment at the implication of the threat. Kaiba quickly reminded him that he'd already seen him naked and not to be so worried. So Yami sighed loudly and lay on the bed on his front, then removing the towel. He folded his arms in front of him and rested his chin on them and waited for Kaiba to administer the cream, still with the flush on his face.

Seto's mouth went dry when he saw the bruised but otherwise flawless skin of Yami's buttocks. He just wanted to run his hands over them, and squeeze them. He chuckled lightly when he remembered how fierce his orgasm had been this morning, beating off whilst thinking about Yami and his gorgeous face during the throes of passion, and got on the bed. "Open your legs a little," he coaxed, putting his left hand softly on his thigh. Yami spread them slightly and Seto opened the tube. He squeezed a fair bit onto one of the fingers of his right hand. "Okay, now this will start off cold," he warned and gently touched the greased up finger to Yami's abused hole.

Yami flinched and clenched when he felt Kaiba's finger gently skimming the rim of his sphincter. His eyes closed tightly and he willed himself to relax. Whoever thought that rape victims would want their holes violated with more cream after the act needed to rethink their product! However, eventually Kaiba's finger slipped inside and he hissed as it brushed over some torn tissue, but the pain almost immediately subsided as the cool gel coated him and got to work. He relaxed even more and tried not to think about who was doing this.

Blocking that thought was harder to do when Kaiba removed his finger to add more cream and then replaced it inside him again, this time swirling slowly around to ensure he got the whole area and pressing deeper. He suppressed a gasp when Kaiba inadvertently pressed against his prostate and a pleasurable feeling shot to his groin. He pressed his face into the mattress to muffle his voice.

As Kaiba continued to press against that bundle of nerves, he felt himself growing hard and it got harder to stifle his moans of pleasure. Kaiba couldn't be doing this accidentally. He lifted his head and shoulders and turned to look at the brunette.

Seto knew he'd found the right spot. It had been an accident, but when he'd heard Yami moan quietly, he didn't stop. Then, when Yami had turned to look at him, he recognised the look from his dream...the lust, the desire...the need. Yami's eyes were lidded and he was panting slightly, the blush of innocence still adorning his cheeks, even visible over the bruise. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked, his voice husky. Yami shook his head. Seto nodded and added a second finger.

This time, Yami groaned audibly since the CEO knew his predicament. He dropped his head back onto his arms. There was no pain as the cream worked it's magic, but Kaiba stroking his prostate was making him feel crazy and his body hot. He opened his legs wider although Kaiba did not try to go any deeper now that he'd found that spot, and he raised his hips to allow his erection more space.

Seto, without removing his fingers, coaxed Yami onto his knees. Yami did this without protest or hesitation and this freed his cock to bounce in air. Seto watched the slim young man moan and writhe against his fingers, neither one touching the hard flesh of Yami's manhood. Neither spoke a word either, only the luscious sounds of Yami's melodic appreciation for Seto's ministrations echoed off the walls.

It didn't take long for Yami to suddenly cry out and his erection exploded without being touched. He shuddered and pressed harder against Kaiba's fingers as he dropped his head back to the mattress, he rear still up in the air.

Seto removed his fingers slowly and added a bit more cream to them, finishing the job he started. God, he was so hot and just wanted to pound into the other so much. But he knew that would at least have to wait until he had healed properly. Thankfully, he was still sated from his self-pleasure earlier and although the sight had been arousing, he hadn't become uncomfortably hard.

He got up and quickly went to the bathroom to get a cloth. He doused it with water and brought it back to Yami, who took it gratefully and wiped his face and chest where some semen had managed to get him.

"I'm sorry..." Yami began to say as he lay back on the bed, avoiding the damp patch.

Seto shook his head. "Don't worry. For starters, the maids don't ask questions," he said indicating the bedding, "and secondly, it was my fault you became aroused. That is not to say I didn't enjoy the show and was glad to help out."

Yami turned his head away. He opened his mouth to say something, but it stuck in his throat and he felt those tears threatening again.

Seto thought he read his feelings right. "Yami, if you think I think any less of you because you got off with me touching you after you were raped, that's nothing to be ashamed about. As I said anyway, I'm the one who turned you on." He put a hand on Yami's arm. "Now, how about you have some breakfast, take your pills, get dressed and meet me downstairs in half an half an hour so I can show you around?"

Yami nodded and watched Kaiba get up and head for the door. "Kaiba?" The other turned. "Th...thank you," he said with a wry smile and watched as Kaiba smiled back and left him to his breakfast.

TBC

Yay! Another chapter down. C'mon. Make the start to my weekend something good. Leave a review if you liked this chapter! Thanky!