Alister wrapped an arm around Seto to place a soft kiss on his cheek.
Cuddling up to him he moved closer and, finally, rested his head on Seto's shoulder to catch a glimpse of the laptop in Seto's lap.

"How much longer do you have?" Alister asked, massaging his lover's shoulders tenderly.
"5% battery remaining," Seto replied darkly after checking his computer's status. Closing all windows and saving the progress he shut it down, watching anxiously as the laptop tried to install its final updates.

"Yep," Seto added glumly after the screen had gone dark, "This is the end."

Then panic gripped him again.

Prior to this tragic scene Seto and Alister had spent a lovely and romantic evening together, at least in their opinions. Technically they had sat side by side on Seto's bed in his private study, eagerly working even after their office hours were over.
Alister's determination and stubbornness were, in Seto's view, his most attractive qualities. Once he had chosen his target he kept his eyes on it and kept reaching for the goal with a persistence that Seto could only admire. Even if the goal was making Kaiba Corporation, the company he'd tried to ruin, the most successful player on international grounds.
Yes, he had switched from being a revenge-driven hacking maniac to being a hacking maniac Kaiba Corporation could actually benefit from.
Once they had concluded their contractual bond, which according to Seto was the most intimate bond they could ever share, Alister had been kind enough to let Kaiba Corporation's CEO in on the little flaws he had, back then, discovered in his security system. Fascinatingly none of them had been fixed or noticed, giving Alister a chance to prove his skills once again.

And since Seto's beloved Alister was not only his extremely attractive personal assistance but his hot blooded lover as well they could both spend their evenings together doing the one thing they did best: working at ungodly hours without getting paid. Oh the joy of being your own boss...

And in this calm and routinely scene it happened.
An insignificant technical difficulty inevitably ending in disaster.
A catastrophe.

When 'catastrophe' is mentioned you would expect a blinding flash of light or an explosion to mark the beginning of such harrowing events.
But in Kaiba's case, or specifically his bedroom where he was currently residing with his secretary-with-benefits, it was quite the opposite.

In fact it was in complete silence that everything went dark.

"Short time overload?" Alister asked, "Or do you have a trip switch for your study? Mind you, Seto, you may have showed me around the house but we must have missed out on the fuse boxes."
He looked up from his screen only to discover that the space, where until now Seto had been sitting, was unoccupied.
Seto was already by the window and stared out into the street, his phone in one hand.

"It's not just this room or this floor," Seto replied levelly as his eyes bore out into the darkness, "No lights in the drive either. It must affect my entire estate."
He appeared to be fumbling with his phone before treating it to a long and cold stare.
"The line's gone dead, too."

Seto tossed the phone onto his bed before folding his arms.
"Sabotage?" Alister suggested. He rummaged around the bed but still didn't discover his trousers.

"No. Worse," Seto's voice had taken on a strange cold and calculating edge, "Look."

By now Alister had joined his side.
"It's pitch black outside," Alister mumbled dumbstruck, "No motorway, no skyscraper, no lights. Nothing. Just dead silence and everything's gone.

"Must remind you of your home country," Seto had retorted before he could have stopped himself.

"No, there were always lights in my town," Alister replied, "The nights were pretty bright, too, with all the explosions and the rumbling that shook the buildings. And the smoke. No night without smoke. And the screaming. And the dead people lying in the street. You couldn't miss out on them either."
He cocked an eyebrow at Seto. "Are you insensitive because you're afraid of the dark?"

Only now Alister recognized the nervous twitch in the corner of Seto's mouth. And he'd gone unhealthily pale, too.

"Though technically it would be correct to say I'm afraid of the dark," Seto cleared his throat which, he felt, was tightening by the minute, "it's not the childish fear of any unknown mischief lingering in the shadows but the fear of my company's stock exchange value. No light means no power. No power means..."

"A blackout?" Alister suggested, and, indicating the widespread darkness, added, "A pretty big one too."

"A disaster," Seto groaned as he collapsed into Alister's arms who had thrust them forward quick-thinking, "No transmissions, no updates, no progress! The emergency generator hasn't started working either, suggesting the power failure's affecting the whole of Domino City. At least. This could be a nationwide problem. Or it's already affecting the global market!"

"So?" Alister hugged Seto fondly to his chest, "If it affects everyone in this area then no one can make any progress. Which means nobody's going to lose money. It's like time has stopped."

"This is a chance," Alister went on while helping Seto back to his feet, "this is a chance for us. We finally get to spend some time together without having to worry about your company. We are freed from any work related burdens and can just for once focus on ourselves. On our relationship."

Alister stroked Seto's fingers before amicably gripping his hands.
Seto look at him as if he'd gone insane.
Then he turned, a glow arising in his eyes.

"There still ought to be some power left in my laptop," Seto announced triumphantly while retrieving his portable computer, "Alongside a spare charged battery."
Aforementioned spare battery landed in front of Alister on his side of the bed.
Alister looked down on it and sighed crestfallen while sitting down on the mattress next to Seto.

And here we're back where we'd started.
Half an hour later the battery was dead, too, a circumstance to which Seto would only refer to ominously as being "The End."

Alister tucked away their working equipment before cuddling up to Seto.
Seto was oblivious to Alister's tender touch as he stared straight ahead and into the darkness, the damn darkness that caused all his worries. Christ, something needed to be done about this! He couldn't just wait there until problems would happily resolve themselves, they never did. No, first thing he had to do was remember where in his vast mansion his chauffeur resided, no first he had to get Isono's address… damn, damn, damn, they were in his database which he couldn't access right now… No, there ought to be files of some sort, he definitely had to have the important information put down on paper… yes, there used to be a cupboard around here somewhere… Now where could it have gone…?

"You know, there are other battery operated items in here, too," Alister whispered into his ear.

Seto turned to face him, wondering what machine he could have forgotten about.
To his shock a vibrator was thrust under his nose.

"Come on," Alister whispered seductively, "You've got too much on your mind. You need to relax."
"Put that thing away," Seto growled, trying to wrench the sex toy from Alister's hands, "I can't relax right now. And either way this thing isn't going to help."

"I could've hit you over the head with it, at least then you would have found some sleep," Alister suggested while retrieving the vibrator. It vanished inside the bedside table, once again joining the company of the other naughty things that were kept in there.
He snuggled up closer to Seto, tenderly stroking his back.
"You're tense," Alister kissed Seto's neck while his hands patrolled his shoulders, "We both know there's one thing I can do that alleviates all that pent-up pressure."
Seto locked gazes with him.

"Our next 'appointment' is Tuesday," Seto replied, finally willing to hug Alister to his chest.
"Wednesday, I think," Alister corrected him, "Tuesday's oral sex had to be postponed since we're having lunch with a new investor. So why don't we squeeze that in right now?"

"My company is facing a horrendous disaster," Seto explained and pulled Alister closer until his chin rested on his lover's shoulder, "How could I possibly enjoy myself right now?"

Alister sighed and stroked Seto's back.
"Still," he sat up, "there needs to be something done about your back."
He rolled Seto onto his stomach before reaching for the bedside table again.
"I wonder what you have in mind," Seto mumbled, shifting uneasily on the bed, "A violation of my sexual self-determination perhaps?

He felt something warm trickling down his spine.
"A massage," Alister enlightened him. His soft yet strong hands raked across his shoulder blades.

Seto, who had been holding his breath in fear Alister might shove any of his toys into his derriere, moaned softly beneath his lover's touches.
With the excruciating tension slowly draining from his leaden shoulders Seto was reduced to tears by Alister's treatment.

"I don't remember seeing any certificate in your CV indicating your sleight of hand," Seto remarked as soon as he had gained back control over his voice, "… it's simply…extraordinary…"
His face diving for cover beneath the pillows Seto groaned with delight and pleasure as Alister straightened his shoulders.

"Or is it another one of your countless self-taught proficiencies?" Seto went on while lifting his head again a bit.

"I take it you're well aware of the fact that all skills I've acquire were means of increasing my chance of survival," Alister replied. His hands bore into Seto's body mercilessly, "Indispensable necessities, I may add."

"Giving massages was assuring your survival by means of…?" Seto asked mockingly.

"...keeping Rafael from beating me to death whenever he had technically broken his back," Alister explained while dribbling some more lubricant on Seto's shoulders.
Seto grumbled something into his pillow. Alister, mistaking Seto's mindless groaning for a verbal prompt, acted on presumed suggestion:
"Rafael did have a habit of straining his muscles and disarticulating the rest of his body. But a soft kneading of his back did work wonders on his mood."

Seto raised his head again, breathing through his mouth.
"I wouldn't have expected you two to have touched so intimately," Seto hissed before burying his face in his mattress to stifle his groans.
Alister chuckled. He shoved Seto's trousers further down to attend to his small of the back.

Seto sighed and writhed beneath Alister's relaxing fingers.
God, yes, this was pure bliss...!

"It did nothing for me, really," Alister replied and probably meant it, "Neither did it mean anything to Rafael either. As I said: it was simply a necessity to survive in cramped quarters."

"Ah, of course, the strong male bonding in times of misery and privation," Seto turned his head to one side to have his mouth unoccupied by his fluffy pillow, "Nothing intimate of course. A simple task of mutual genital manipulation in order to keep moral up and aggression low."

Instead of offering a reply Alister decided on raking his fingers violently across Seto's back, thereby eliciting the tenderest moans from him.

Seto felt Alister's hands trailing downwards again as they brushed over his bare skin, blazing a trail with his slick and oily fingers.
Seto gasped.
Alister felt that he'd reached his lover's most sensitive spot as his fingers were unsuccessfully trying to force their way into Seto's tightening anal cavity.

"I'm not tense down there," Seto groaned and reached for Alister's hands to keep them off his delicate entrance.
"You're cramped," Alister replied. He pushed a finger into Seto and palpated his warm velvety tightness cautiously, "A quick rubbing of this sweet spot and you'll have no trouble taking in my cock."
Seto snorted. He thrust his elbow rearward until it made painful contact with Alister's chest before wrestling him down onto the bed.
A quick and rather violent dispute broke out between the two of them as they growled and grunted and yelped while scuffling about the mattress.
Alister's expression was distant with his silver eyes glistening with lust. He lunged at Seto, fiercely and unbridled, fighting his lover with teeth and nails. But even right now in this brutal lover's quarrel he found in Seto a perfect match as he was attacking Alister with 7 year's condensed knowledge of self-defence. Surprisingly being a CEO required detailed knowledge of vital organs and how to rid them of their vitality.

While Seto delivered each punch with sobriety and control, Alister was in some kind of disorganised frantic aggression mode where he thrashed and punched and clawed at everything within reach.

He's fighting now as he's been fighting back then, on the streets he must have called his home, Seto made a mental note of Alister's unexpected strength as he rubbed his hurting chin, fighting for his life. And that's why he'll never win; he's too distressed, too scared of losing.

Their gazes locked. Seto and Alister rolled around on the bed, with their hips grinding and their aroused flesh vibrating and twitching at the merest touch.
Finally Seto had managed to lock his lover into a rather uncomfortable but definitely hurting position underneath him. And while he kissed and sucked at Alister's lips and felt Alister nipping and biting at his in return he sensed that the beast, the feline side of his, was responding.

The beast was Alister. Everything Alister was except being Alister.
Every bit of calculating, sober and boring chartered accountant inside him was buckling it up.
But when the feline friend was unleashed it raged in his skull.
His bewitching wild side, the part of him that was always fighting and never stopping.
His little love crazed tiger.

"God, I love you like this," Seto groaned as he struggled to control the raving mad figure thrashing around beneath him. He grabbed hold of Alister's cute arse and forced his butt cheeks apart, tentatively penetrating the gaping entrance with two fingers.
Beneath him Alister roared and spat curses as he grabbed the sheets.
Knowing that he was in dire need of lubrication Seto buried one hand in Alister's hair to keep him from escaping under him while patting the mattress around him for the bottle Alister had used for the massage.

Instead of moisturizing Alister's gaping entrance he ran his fingers down his own already oozing cock, coating it in the viscous substance before ramming it home into Alister.
Beneath him Alister convulsed with anger and pain, raising his voice as he let out a bloodcurdling howl.
Seto picked up the pace slowly, enjoying every extra inch he was pressing into Alister.
His hips grinding and pumping rhythmically he ploughed Alister with increasing force, his thrusts vibrating through his body, eventually leading to the bed squeaking and rocking over the floor awkwardly.
But it didn't feel as awkward as it might have looked, to Seto it felt better than anything he'd ever done with Alister before.
He felt him so close, so hot and sweaty underneath him, heard him hissing and snarling with lust.
The sensation of Alister's twitching entrance, his soft and warm flesh quivering at the merest jolt of his pulsating cock... For fuck's sake!
Seto stopped, taking a deep breath while running his fingers down Alister's spine. He had to calm down to ensure their dirty fun's prolonging and it took all of his self-control to allow his intrusive member' a moment's rest.

Underneath him Alister groaned with dissatisfaction. As if beckoning him to keep on, Alister started humping the mattress, thereby forcing Seto's cock to shift and move inside of him on his own accord.
Seto held his breath before pressing further into his lover to elicit one of Alister's sweetest moans.

Alister was a screamer. God, he screamed and begged as Seto picked up the pace again, thrusting fast and mercilessly into the delicate rear entrance propped up neatly underneath him.
Seto buried his fingers in Alister's hair again and yanked his head upwards. He thrust, shoved and groaned as he was practically burrowing Alister into the sheets.
A loud groan followed and Seto retrieved his pulsating member as it sprayed Alister's backside with its thick love juice.

Alister, on the other hand, was still panting and demanding his pleasure from Seto as he thrust his rear end upwards invitingly only to give an excited yelp as Seto's finger dug into his slick hole.
Seto massaged and stretched Alister's soft and pulsing insides until he drew the sweetest moans from his lips.

Finally, having satisfied his demanding urges and caused his beloved secretary to make a mess of his bed sheet, Seto fell back into the bed, next to his panting and shivering lover.

A hand brushing over Alister's face caused him to have Seto's full attention.
"Round number two?" Seto asked wonderingly.

Alister stared back at him, in shock. Though instead of supplying him with a reply he darted for cover under the sheets as the bedroom's door was pushed back with a loud squeak.

"Seto, I've managed to contact Isono and we've looked into the problem considering the emergency generator and it seems to have been resolved, at least for now, and we've managed to contact the primarily malfunctioning power station and they have..."

Mokuba stopped in the doorframe, looking a bit sheepish at the sight of Alister struggling to cover the parts usually not exposed to draught. Quickly Mokuba focussed on the floor, adding a dash quieter: "I'm not interrupting anything, am I?"

Seto sat up, crossing his legs for decency's sake.
"Not at all," he assured Mokuba, "Please, do continue..."

"Since the line has gone dead Isono is working on patching us, that is to say you, through to the station's technician on duty," Mokuba explained before adding wonderingly, "Am I really not interrupting anything?"

"You've only entered after our lover's tryst had ended," Seto replied, leaving Mokuba to wonder how his brother managed to have sex when he didn't even dare talking about it. Then Mokuba felt Seto's eyes drawn to his neck and reached for the black choker with the ring attached which he was still wearing.
He smiled at Seto as innocently as anyone still dressed in their role playing outfit could.

"I expect Isono will have managed to put you through in about half an hour," Mokuba added hastily before vanishing as inconspicuously as possible.

"Half an hour," Seto repeated, toying with his dirty thoughts again.

Beside him, Alister groaned into the pillow.
And started screaming as Seto lunged at him again.