AN: Order UP! One Lemon Drop shot for the lovelies who requested it! Hope you all like it!
Thanks again to Sitabethel for beta'ing!

Pegasus gave two claps as they stepped into the opulent bedroom and, all at once, the lights dimmed as a fire roared to life in the hearth and Marvin Gaye began playing through the room, as if emanating from the very walls.

Seto snorted and crossed his arms. "Pulling out all the stops, I see. I'm starting to think you planned this."

Pegasus peeked coyly over his shoulder as he removed his suit jacket and placed it over the back of a nearby desk chair.

"Only for the past few years."

Pegasus walked back to where Kaiba still stood by the door. He tugged his arms until Kaiba let them fall to his sides, then he slipped his hands beneath the open front of Kaiba's trench coat to trail down his chest and stomach.

"You're a little overdressed for the occasion."

Pegasus slipped the coat from Seto's shoulders and turned to drape it over his own. Seto gently removed his locket and placed it on the desk next to a small portrait of Cecelia. Making quick work undoing the belts on his arms and legs, he laid them on the desk as well. He made to remove the belt from around his waist, but Pegasus' hands pushed his out of the way.

"Allow me," he purred.

Seto's pulse picked up when Pegasus knelt in front of him, raising his cashmere sweater a fraction in order to kiss along the slim line of hair peeking out above his KC belt buckle. Then the clasp clicked open and a warm tongue teased further down, tracing along the border of his black briefs.

Seto choked back a groan, his hands gripping Pegasus' shoulders in order to steady himself.

Pegasus hummed, glancing up at Seto through his hair. The light from the fire made the faux Millennium Eye gleam, adding to the predatory expression on his face.

Kaiba's pants spilled down to the floor to pool around his long legs and he carelessly kicked them away. Pale, slender fingers teased his shirt up higher, and Pegasus gave a mou of approval at the toned abs he revealed.

"Kaiba-Boy, when do you find the time to work out?"

"Stop calling me that-and you'd be surprised how much you can get done when you only sleep five hours a night," Seto added, tossing the shirt aside.

Pegasus clicked his tongue in disapproval but said nothing, instead turning his focus to Seto's last remaining article of clothing.

Kaiba caught his reaching hands and pulled him to his feet. Pegasus looked a question at him.

"Now you're overdressed."

Seto loosened the strings binding the throat of Pegasus' frilly shirt, his lips brushing along the revealed skin. Pegasus made an appreciative noise as Seto's hands deftly unbuttoned his shirt, sliding under the body-warm silk to explore the chest beneath. Then the shirt was gone, quickly followed by Pegasus' pants and underwear. Wearing nothing but firelight, Pegasus stepped back, unashamed, and did a slow three-sixty as Seto looked him over.

"What do you think?"

Kaiba made a derisive snort, but his eyes were fixated as Pegasus trailed a hand down his own body. "I think you should get on the bed," Kaiba ordered, stripping away his briefs.

Pegasus clicked his tongue again as he climbed onto the king-size bed and sprawled out. "Must you always be so bossy?"

Pegasus' ivory skin glowed against the red satin duvet. Kaiba felt his erection twitch as he joined him on the bed.

"Well?" Pegasus asked, running a finger along Kaiba's chest. "How do you want to do this?"

Pegasus made an undignified yelp when Kaiba suddenly flipped him onto his stomach. Pinning his wrists above his head with one hand, Kaiba used the other to brush Pegasus' abundance of hair to one side. Dipping his head, Seto licked up Pegasus' neck before sucking behind his ear.

"Ah!" Pegasus bucked, his wrists jerking against Kaiba's grip. "Again," he demanded.

Pegasus moaned into the bedspread as Kaiba obliged. He lifted his ass a bit to rub against Kaiba's erection, and Seto growled in his ear, grinding down to increase the friction.

"Oh, yes…" Pegasus moaned. Their combined weight pressed his own erection into the mattress, and the soft satin duvet stroked against him with every roll of Seto's hips.

"Is this what you've wanted, Max?" Seto asked, nosing the shell of his ear.

"It's a start." Glancing over his shoulder with his good eye, Pegasus smirked. "But there are a few things I've been dying to try." He tried to sit up, but Seto held him pinned in place. "Do you mind?" he huffed after a short struggle.

Seto smirked. "You just asked me how I wanted to do this. This is how I want it. Is there a problem?"

Pegasus narrowed his eye. "In case the wine, fireplace, and slow music didn't tip you off, I was hoping for something a little more romantic."

Seto gave a lazy shrug, and despite his irritation, Pegasus couldn't help the thrill he felt as the action caused Seto's body to shift against his.

"I don't have the patience for all of that. If you want romance, you'll have to look somewhere else."

Pegasus sighed. "Must you always be so difficult, Kaiba-Boy?"

Kaiba's grip on Pegasus' wrists tightened, becoming painful as he pressed them harder into the mattress.

"Use that ridiculous pet name one-more-time," he growled, "and I will walk out that door and leave you tied naked to the damn bed for your manservant to stumble upon."

Unfazed by his temper, Pegasus chuckled. "Wouldn't be the first time Croquet's caught me in a compromising position." Seto remained quiet, not sharing in his humor, and Pegasus sighed again. "Oh, alright! I won't call you you-know-what anymore-at least for the remainder of the evening."

Kaiba harrumphed and released him, moving back so Pegasus could sit up and face him.

Pegasus made a show of rubbing at his unmarked wrists. "Thank you. You know," he added with a slow smile, "if I can't call you by that nickname anymore, I guess I'll just have to come up with something else."

Seto's eyes narrowed. "You could just use my actual name."

"Mm...but that's boring." Pegasus scooted closer and traced Seto's lips. "How about Kaiba-Man? It makes you sound like a dashing superhero. Then again, I could always go with something like Pookie..."

Seto narrowed his eyes. "Are you trying to seduce me or piss me off?"

"Perhaps a bit of both-you're eyes are beautiful when you get fired up."

Seto's expression softened a tad and he huffed, glancing away. "So...what did you have in mind for tonight?"

Pegasus licked his lips as he openly eyed Seto's cock. "Oh, a few things come to mind." He patted the pillows. "Come up here."

Seto shifted to rest against the headboard and Pegasus crawled on top of him. He claimed Seto's lips in a soft kiss, pulling back when the impatient man tried to deepen it.

"Ah, ah, ah," Pegasus chided, waggling a finger playfully. "Romance means we take things slow, Seto."

He leaned in again, and this time when their lips met, Seto toyed back, his lips lightly brushing against Pegasus' before pulling away. Their noses brushed together as they kissed. After a few minutes of teasing, Seto sucked on Pegasus' lower lip, drawing a groan from the older man.

"That's better," Pegasus praised, breathless. Pulling back, he tossed the hair that had fallen into his face over his shoulder. "Now, let me see if I can melt that icy gaze of yours."

Pegasus moved to straddle Seto's waist. He kissed down Seto's throat and along his collarbone as his hands teased Seto's sides. Inching lower, he nudged one nipple with his lips circling the other with his thumb when he heard a sharp intake of breath. Pegasus took his time, working Seto up as he teased his way down from pectorals to abdominals. He stopped just short of Seto's cock, standing at full attention between his legs.

"My, you are exquisite," Pegasus breathed.

Seto trembled as Pegasus' breath ghosted over him, wanting, needing more.

"Touch me," Seto ordered, his voice gruff.

Pegasus smirked up at him, his streaming hair tickling Seto's thighs. "With pleasure."

Seto moaned at the first stroke. He shifted his body down so he could lay flat on his back, and his hips jerked of their own accord as Pegasus pumped him in a slow, steady rhythm.

"Oh f-fuck…" Seto slung an arm over his eyes as he focused on the sensations flooding through him.

Pegasus hummed, kissing along Seto's hips, thighs, and stomach as he stroked. When Seto's hips began to thrust more urgently, he held them down and sped up his ministrations.

Seto threw his head back and shouted, his hips straining uselessly against Pegasus' weight.

"Oh fuck! Oh, god! Ah, ah…"

Pegasus kept up the increased pace until Seto was clutching at the comforter, then he just as suddenly reverted back to his previous pace. Seto let out a disappointed groan and combed a hand through his hair.

Pegasus chuckled. "Patience is a virtue."

Seto glared at him, but disdained to respond. Then Pegasus sped up again and Seto lost the ability articulate altogether.

"Ah! I-I...mmm-god!"

Pegasus maintained his rhythm until Seto fisted the blanket on either side of him once more, body tensing, then he slowed down again. Seto panted as his cock throbbed in Pegasus' hand.

"M-Max-" He cut off with a choked groan as a warm tongue laved at the precome dripping from his cockhead.

"Yes, Seto?"

Kaiba squeezed his eyes shut as he tried to control his breathing, but another lick up the entire length of his shaft had him panting.

"Stop teasing," Seto grit out.

Pegasus sucked Seto's tip into his mouth for the enjoyment of hearing him groan. His pulse raced as he watched the usually-so-composed CEO unravel beneath his hands.

"Ask nicely and maybe I will."

Seto half-groaned, half sighed. He met Pegasus' gaze. "Max. Please."

Pegasus' heart fluttered. "Yes, alright."

Leaning over to the bed stand, he retrieved a bottle of lube from the drawer. Popping the cap, he drizzled a measure on his fingers. Pegasus sighed, his eyes closing and his head falling forward as he began working first one, then two fingers into himself.

A hitch in Seto's breathing caught his attention, and Pegasus grinned like an imp at the flush painting his cheeks.

"Like what you see?" he purred.

Seto turned his face away. "Just get on with it. I'd like to get to sleep some time tonight."

Pegasus shook his head as he poured another portion of lube into his palm. "You're a hard man to seduce."

Pegasus didn't tease this time, far too eager himself to progress. As soon as Seto was fully coated, Pegasus positioned himself and caught Seto's eye.

"Ready?"

Seto swallowed, nodded-then gasped as Pegasus impaled himself in one swift move.

"Shit, Max."

Pegasus gave a breathless laugh as they both adjusted.

"One would think you'd never done this before."

Seto turned his head and swallowed. "It's been a while," he confessed.

Pegasus leaned down and stroked Seto's cheek, coaxing his face back toward him.

"That's alright."

Leaning further forward, he drew Seto up for a soft kiss before lifting his hips and lowering back down slowly.

Pegasus toyed with the angle for a bit. Not content to merely lay back, Seto thrust up to meet him as he sank back down. A sustained moan slipped out between Pegasus' lips as Seto hit his prostate. He picked up speed, riding Seto with enthusiasm.

Seto let his eyes slip shut, his hands smoothing up Pegasus' thighs and over his ass before settling on his hips, both steadying him and urging him on.

Pegasus' tipped his head back and moaned freely at the ceiling as the pleasure mounted. His hair streamed down his back like a silver cape, and Seto reach up to run his fingers through it. Pegasus leaned into the caress.

"Seto…"

Pegasus sped up a touch, and Seto set to stroking him, earning a desperate groan.

"Yes, yes! Like that. Oh, god, Seto…"

Pegasus near hyperventilated as he raced to finish. Seto added a slight twist on the upstroke and Pegasus gave a final, triumphant cry as he came over Seto's hand and stomach.

Pegasus fell panting to Seto's chest, and Seto brushed the hair from the older man's face.

"Mind if we reposition?"

"No."

Moving out from under Pegasus' weight, Seto settled behind him on his knees. Pegasus sank into the warmth left by Seto's body, breathing a contented sigh when Seto slipped back inside him. Leaning down, Seto kissed along Pegasus' spine as he began to thrust.

Pegasus pressed his cheek into the pillow and moaned without shame. "Seto…"

Seto groaned, burying his face in Pegasus' quicksilver hair. He pistoned into Pegasus' body with desperation as his own pleasure peaked. He finished a short time later, his ecstatic cry muffled against Pegasus' neck.

"Well done...Kaiba-Man."

Seto rolled to the side with an irritated grunt. "I thought you agreed not to call me that anymore tonight."

"I agreed not to call you Kaiba-Boy, not Kaiba-Man. It's completely different," Pegasus murmured, snuggling against Seto's side.

Kaiba sighed. "Just don't call me that in public."

Pegasus propped his chin on Seto's shoulder. "You know, perhaps I'll make that into a trading card."

Seto snorted, his eyes closed as he wrapped one arm around Pegasus' back.

"Yes, and I'll model his design after the real Kaiba-Man." Pegasus ran a finger over Seto's chest as he thought out loud. "And I'll make it compatible with your Blue-Eyes. It would be a fitting addition to your deck, don't you thi-"

Pegasus cut off, realizing Seto was already fast asleep. Laughing quietly to himself, Pegasus reached up and traced the dark circles beneath Seto's eyes.

"Well, I bet you'll be getting more than five hours of sleep tonight."

Pegasus pulled away to manually shut off the fireplace, as well as the light and music still drifting through the room. Crawling under the covers with a sigh, he cuddled close Seto.

"Good night, Seto."

As he drift off himself, Pegasus thought he heard a whispered, "Night, Max," and a joy he hadn't known in years followed him into sleep.