So allusion to a sex here. Not Kaiba and Joey (unfortunately)
Disclaimer: I don't own YuGiOh. I'm not making any money. Nuff said.
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HIKARI STRONG
Chapter Eight
Joey closed the front door as her friends left for the evening, lingering for a bit before she faced her fate. She bit her lip, knowing that Seto would not be merciful. She finally turned around, to find him staring at her with his arms folded.
"Mokuba," the CEO said, eyeing his brother. "Go to your room."
Mokuba looked from Seto to Joey to Seto again. "But big brother-,"
"Now, Mokuba," Seto said firmly. The younger Kaiba sighed in defeat before heading up the stairs. Once he was out of sight, Seto turned to the blonde girl in front of him. Noticing her scared expression, he let out a breath and letting his arms fall to his sides. "I'm not angry at you, you know."
Joey looked up in disbelief. "Yer...yer not?"
Seto rolled his eyes. "Don't get me wrong. I am upset about what you did. But it's not all you. My company is getting some bad press because of today's events. I'm trying to spin it as a public display for a new design for my duel disk, but I have to follow through. Unfortunately my Research and Development department is full of incompetent morons."
Joey shifted uncomfortably. "I'm sorry," she said, looking at the floor. A hand lifted her chin and her eyes clashed with suffocating blue. When had Kaiba gotten so close? Why was her heart pounding so erratically?
"Why did you do it, Pup?" Seto's harsh tone broke Joey from out of her thoughts. She attempted a glare, but even she knew it wavered.
"Look, Moneybags, I was tryin' ta save our skins, a'right?" Joey explained. "Don't worry, it won't happen again."
The smirk that appeared on Seto's face made Joey growl. Why did he always have to mock her? "Is that so, Pup?"
Before Joey could retaliate against the condescending tone, Seto's mouth was on hers, his hand entangled in her hair, his tongue already confronting hers. At first, Joey froze in shocked, but quickly she gave into the opportunity, her tongue awakening to duel with Seto's. Her hands ran through soft brown hair, as one of Seto's hands slide to Joey's waist, bring her body closer to his. She almost didn't notice as she was back into a wall, but silently appreciated it as her knees grew weak. Everything about Seto in this moment, his taste, his touch, set Joey's body ablaze. She felt like she'd been waiting for him for thousands of years.
When they finally broke away for air, Joey could smack the satisfied look right off of Seto's face. "That's how you properly kiss someone, Pup," he breathed.
And with that he walked away, leaving a dazed and confused Joey behind. The blonde watched him got until he was out of sight before falling to her knees on the floor. She had one thing on her mind.
What. The. Fuck?
Of all the people in the world, Joey thought helplessly, why did it have to be him?
Joey finally got up and head for the kitchen, deciding to fix herself something to eat. She found some sandwich stuff and fixed herself one, but only managed to eat half. She threw the rest in the fridge for later before making her way to bedroom. She felt like someone had just forced her to try to solve a rubix cube. A very sexy rubics cube. She was confused at Seto's actions, disappointed that it hadn't gone on, and angry that he had left her so..wanting.
Arrogant bastard! she thought bitterly, That was probably his plan! Messin' wit' me like dat!
She found her new pajamas, cursing Mai and Tea's taste. They were a green spaghetti strap shirt and matching shorts. Joey sighed in defeat as she changed into them and crawled into bed, cursing Seto Kaiba.
Stupid, sexy, rich asshole!
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Juno loved the night in Egypt. It had a raw, romantic feeling to it that Rome never did. Rome felt so proper and structured, where Egypt felt passionate and full of life. If it weren't for some of the locals, she'd feel right at home.
"Miss," one of the serving girls the Pharaoh had given Juno said. "Your bath is ready."
Juno nodded. "Thank you, Arij," she told the girl. She noticed the nervous look on her face. "Is there something else?"
Arij shifted. "The High Priest is here to see you. He doesn't sound happy."
Juno rolled her scarlet eyes. "He is never happy," she said in an amused tone. She walked inside from the balcony, fingering the Millenium Scale on her dresser as she passed it. "Send him in."
Arij nodded, leaving to open the door. Two of Juno's own serving girls were filling the hot water in the tub with different oils and flower petals. Another thing she commended Egyptians for. They were so elegant. For the most part anyway.
The High Priest entered scowling as usual. Juno took pride in the fact that she could get the usually collected priest so angry.
"Leave us," Set commanded. The serving girls exchanged looks before bowing and leaving the room. Once they were gone, he glared at Juno. "Tell me, Roman, what business do you have with that low-life thief, Akefia?"
Juno figured this was coming. It really wasn't her fault some horrid oaf had attacked her, and Akefia had beaten him into a pulp. No one else had tried to save her. They all thought as Set, apparently. She was an outsider and her blonde hair and lighter skin plainly broadcasted it. Not to mention her scarlet eyes struck fear into many them.
"He saved my life," Juno told the priest. "He did so when no one else would. Besides, I'm not one of you. Your quarrels are not mine."
Set folded his arms. "You would not have been attacked in the first place if you had taken the guards offered to you. What were your intention in the market anyway?
Juno shrugged. "It is the only place I can get my favorite meal made just right." she replied casually. Her tone annoyed the priest. "And as for the guards, these people dislike my presence as it is, but they trust the Pharaoh. Seeing a stranger with a horde of soldiers will only frighten them, and fear easily escalates. The Pharaoh is a great leader. I will not jeopardize that."
Set rolled his eyes. "You are just reckless and stubborn. And you trust far too easily."
"And you not at all," Juno retorted, brushing past him toward her bath. She had never been shy about disrobing in front of others, and she certainly was no blushing virgin, so she thought nothing of unfastening her gown in front of the High Priest.
"What are you doing?" Set demanded.
Juno shrugged, amused that Set looked uncomfortable as he tried not to stare at her naked body. "I would like to enjoy my bath while it's still warm, to be honest."
Set made a growling noise as the blonde stepped into the large tub. She really could test his patience, not to mention his control. "I am not through with this discussion."
"Discuss away then," Juno told him casually. "I do not care. I am just not one to take a cold bath."
Set glared. "You are infuriating."
"Really?" Juno said, raising a brow, leaning her back against the wall of the tub as she sat in it, washing her arms and shoulders. She smirked at Set. "I could not possible be tempting you, could I?"
The priest glared intensified. "You do not want to play that game, Roman," he warned her.
"Is that so?" Juno asked challengingly. "And why is that?"
"You will force me to do something you will not like," Set informed her.
Juno turned her back to him, rolling her eyes. "Of course, Priest," she said sarcastically. Set was usually all talk when it came to his threats. Plus the Pharaoh happened to adore her, and normally took her side. "Now if you do not mind, I would like to return to my-," she gasped as she turned around, "bath."
Set was there. In her bath. Completely naked. Blocking any means of escape.
"I warned you," he said in a low voice, putting his hands on either side of her, pinning Juno against the side of the tub.
Juno had to admit, she had not expected this. She had suspected the High Priest was as attracted to her as she was to him, but never thought he would act on it. It had appeared he was still hung up on the love that was stolen from him. "Get out, Priest," she told him. Though he body would rather have him stay, she would not do anything with him if all he thought of was the one before.
"You do not command me, Juno," Set replied, pressing only closer to the blonde. She made to shove him away, only to have her wrists caught in strong hands.
"Go find yourself a servant girl to fuck or something," Juno said harshly, her rage igniting. She wanted Set. She wanted him badly. But she wanted him to want her. "I will not be some replacement."
The priest frowned. "Do you really think that is what this is?" he asked, sounding insulted. He pressed his body flush with hers again, and Juno held back a squeak. "Do you honestly think that with the way you have been throwing yourself at me that I have been able to think of anyone else?"
Juno narrowed her eyes. "Throwing myself? You really are an arrogant bastard," she replied. She gasped as a strong hand entangle itself in her hair, forcing her to look directly into dark blue eyes.
"Stop talking," Set ordered, crushing his lips against Juno's. She would have cursed the betrayal of her body if she had been thinking, but that action went flying out the window. Her body was working on pure animal instinct now. She moaned as she felt Set's hand all over her body. It all happened very quickly from there: hair being tugged, mouths and tongues fighting, quiet moans becoming loud cries of ecstasy.
After they disentangled themselves, Set placed a passionate kiss on Juno's lips.
"Stay with me tonight," he whispered, pressing his forehead to hers.
Juno snorted. "Have you not had enough?" she teased.
Set rolled his eyes. "You know that's not what I meant." He brushed his lip again hers. "However if you want more I'll be quite happy to oblige."
Juno nibbled his bottom lip playfully. "So full of yourself."
"I mean it," Set said seriously. "I want you with me. I want to wake up with you next to me."
Juno was shocked. Her heart fluttered at the thought of Set's feeling going beyond the physical. Apparently, the priest was full of surprises. She smirked slyly. "The palace will whisper."
He smirked in return. "After your performance they will do more than whisper." She glared at him and he chuckled. "I personally do not care if they whisper. None of these servants or mine report directly to the Pharaoh. He's the only one I care about knowing."
Juno's glare became more vehement, shoving Set away. "Are you ashamed of me?!"
Set caught her wrist and pulled her back. "Of course not. Don't be ridiculous. The Pharaoh merely...suspected my feelings toward you. He would never let me live if down." He pulled Juno close, kissing her forehead. "Please stay with me."
Juno smiled, pressing her head to his chest, enjoying how tightly he held her. "Oh course," she answered.
Later that night, as the rest of the palace slept, Juno sneaked off the Set's chambers. Their second coupling was more gentle and sensual, with just a bit of a tussle for who was on top. They pleasured each other just the same, and as the fell asleep Juno could not remember feeling as safe as she did in Set's arms.
She did, however, worry that sneaking around would be far more difficult once the sun was up.
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yeah, dream sequences. I like them.