He got undressed slowly, hobbled into the shower and then climbed into bed with a book and a furious sob, waiting for Seto to return.
Opening his book, Yami laid down with a huff and couldn't read because the words kept shifting on the page. He was livid and running revenge scenarios in his head.
Next banquet, he'd poison that man and his stupid dragon.
Thankfully, he heard Seto's footsteps coming through the hallway, and sure enough, a warm hand landed on his shoulder, followed by a soft dip in the bed right by his legs when Seto sat down.
"Hey. I took care of it. You okay?" Seto asked, seeing Yami valiantly trying to pretend like he was fine by reading his favorite book before bed. "I delivered that human back to his region, and the Order gave that dragon a strike for letting his human brandish a weapon at banquets, so you won't see him at the next one. Okay?"
Yami snapped the book shut and threw himself forward to bury his face into Seto's hip, his tears leaking out hot and fast while he clung onto Seto's tight waist and slowly calmed down after taking a few deep breaths.
The warm rubbing on his back helped.
"He was in the wrong for that, yeah?" Seto said gruffly, disturbed that Yami was crying so much for the first time in all their time together. "I should've stepped in when I saw that green-haired freak kiss his toy at the table. He did that on purpose to scare you. You did nothing wrong."
Yami hissed, "I'm not scared. I'm fucking angry!"
Oh, much better, Seto smiled thinly and continued patting Yami on the back, leaning down to press a swift kiss on the shell of his ear, catching a whiff of fresh perfume that made his stomach twist happily, then a strong elbow was looped around the back of his horns, and his head was angled down for a deep kiss with teeth and tongue. Yami was angry. He even kissed furiously, parting his mouth shallowly and baring his teeth more, Seto felt a laugh climbing up his chest.
"Hey." Seto leaned away and rested one hand on Yami's chin, giving him a loving smile. "I'll gore him in the eye on accident next time and heal the wound right after. You can watch."
"His dragon, or the man who stabbed you?" Yami growled, and Seto gave him a cold smile.
"His dragon. The human was made insane by his dragon, so I wouldn't bother hurting him."
"Good," Yami huffed and brought his other arm up to wrap it around Seto's neck, pulling Seto into bed beside him, rolling happily on top so he could straddle Seto's body underneath him and letting that feeling relax him while he prodded his tongue against Seto's sharp fangs, tasting a bit of blood when he accidentally dragged the tip of his tongue over a sharp point too fast. Ow. Worth it.
He shoved his hands into Seto's hair and let it run through his fingers, sinking deeper into Seto's lovely lips engulfing him with sweet love, and Seto's warm arms were locked around his lower back before they inched down and his ass was being kneaded with two, hard squeezes.
"I want it." Yami whispered with his eyes closed, his lips pressed against the soft skin on Seto's neck right where the spray of scales started growing down to his chest. "Do me with your tail first."
"You really like my tail…" Seto choked on his laughter and was silenced with a rough kiss. Alright. He was here to please.
But he had questions!
He jerked his head to the side to catch his breath, but Yami angled his head back around by grabbing his left horn so roughly, Seto felt his neck stretch, and his lungs were tight when his lips were smothered by Yami's skillful tongue, sending shivers down his spine. Hold on!
Breaking out of the kiss again, Seto talked fast because Yami looked annoyed, "why do you like it so much back there? It really makes you…insane?" Because that knife-wielding human's expressions were still stuck with him, even if Yami had seemingly already brushed it off.
Yami framed Seto's face with his elbows and curled his fingers around the base of Seto's horns and gave them both a squeeze, his face heating up as he nodded, "...yes. It's like you're with me, everywhere, close to me, inside me. It's a wonderful, deep orgasm, different from the one I get in the front. It's …I can't describe it–it's a full body experience, Seto."
Seto's chest curled with curiosity and he blinked rapidly, already asking before he could stop himself, "...I want to feel it. Would you do it to me?"
Yami tilted his head, mirroring Seto's curiosity as he shrugged, "I can, if you want? But I still want your tail–"
"Enough about that. You'll have my tail,"fuck, Seto wrinkled his nose and inched up on his elbows to press a soft kiss to Yami's lips, enjoying Yami's hands sliding up and down his chest, grazing his nipples to lightly pinch them while grinding back against his tail which Seto draped over the back of Yami's thighs.
Pants were kicked off and Yami was sitting on his stomach naked, making incredible expressions while Seto smoothed his hands up Yami's toned thighs, marveling a the lovely muscle, while his body shivered and spasmed from the way Yami kept a tight grip on his nipples, it was making his face burn white-hot.
Yami glanced behind himself and saw Seto's shiny tail come prodding up his ass, the wetness applied with magic, and he leaned back to feel it more, throwing his head back while the slender, rounded tip slowly inserted into his heat and began crawling higher up inside him with familiarity, then Seto withdrew and began thrusting into him with a fast-paced rhythm he liked the best, he hung onto Seto's nipples while he let out a gasping shudder, already feeling an orgasm coming on. Ahh, no! Too soon!
Seto enjoyed Yami's sexy faces and reached down to grab the Yami's erection that was poking him in the stomach and received a frantic shout, "don't let me cum–!" So Seto slammed his fist down at the base and gave it a tight squeeze, feeling Yami slowly coming down while still bouncing up and down on his tail, his face red with happiness and his chin shining with a bit of drool as he smirked, "...t-thank you…"
Slightly envious of this feeling he was missing out on, Seto felt the words bursting out of his mouth, "...try putting it in me."
Yami blinked, his body trembling and hot all over, it was hard to think through the rough pangs of lust, so he nodded, and inched off of Seto's body, seeing a bubble of lubricant being offered to him in Seto's palm, which he swiped up Seto's delicate divide and made sure to generously slather it up and down the ridged length above, enjoying Seto's flushed face.
"Good?" Yami's legs were on fire, and his ass was twitching because Seto had stopped moving his tail, but was still …inside him.
"Yeah…I can heal if it's going to be painful," Seto said with a nervous blink, his chest swirling with curiosity and sparks of electricity while Yami stroked him and even bent down to give him a quick suck, making his head spin briefly. Then he felt two tiny fingers creeping down to touch the base of his tail. The feeling was odd! No one ever touched him there?!
Shifting his legs apart more, Seto was about to say, 'it feels weird', but was left speechless when another weird feeling happened–Yami's fingers, twisting up inside him and stretching his rim, making his knees tremble in a way he'd never seen before while his lower body reacted strangely, with clenching, tensing heaves.
"Relax!" Yami cried, resting his palm atop Seto's sharp knee and then reaching down to touch himself briefly, stroking himself with his fist a few times and working up the nerve to do it. "I'm coming in now?"
"Sure, whatever," Seto said anxiously, glancing down at himself but unable to see anything other than his own erection. Yami's toned stomach was hovering somewhere below, followed by a searing hot hardness that slid into him with a slow thrust, and Seto blinked, not really understanding why this feeling was mind-boggling, mind-blowing, insanity-inducing, worthy of knife-wielding and murder–Yami backed out and thrust back into him, then picked up his pace, changed his angle and grabbed the tops of his thighs to pull him a bit closer, making his back skid across the top of the sheets, and that was when Seto's breath hitched into his throat and it felt like Yami had just…churned his insides into a mush. His toes had gone numb and he gripped the sheets inadvertently, waiting for more of that feeling, and was rewarded with delicious, deep, electric jolts that ran from the tips of his horns to the base of his spine, he had to draw his knees together to hang onto Yami's body between them, and a warm palm landed on his inner knee, keeping his legs spread while Yami stayed on his knees, his brow wrinkled with handsome concentration, a bead of sweat curling down the curve of his jaw while he gave steady, intense pleasure. Seto could only stare in wonder and feel the lovely waves crashing over him everytime Yami connected into him, and he laid his head back to relax and enjoy it, finally understanding why humans would kill for this feeling.
He was melting and completely at bliss, with Yami leaning forward to give the center of his chest a tender kiss before backing out to make his stomach turn inside out with vicious, passionate thrusts that rocked his entire body, the entire bed it felt like was rolling with his orgasmic highs, and at the back of his mind, Seto wondered if he could ever go back. Yami was sitting down on his tail to feel it more, so he made sure to keep the tip stiff while Yami bucked into him with a wide smile on his face, his angular eyes cat-like as he huffed, "...g-good…? Seto?"
"Y-Yes….!" Seto wrapped his palm around Yami's forearm and felt a raw bubble of something enormous coming up with every single forward thrust Yami was giving him, his body behaved on it's own, his back arching as he shuddered and orgasmed with a rough heave, clenching around Yami's hardness inside him as much as he could to ride that high, hearing Yami laughing happily and leaning down to give him a few more hard pounds while teeth grazed his nipple, and Seto let out a strangled gasp, his mind humming, his body floating…
Was this heaven?
Yami somehow wasn't done. A warm hand landed on his chest for support, and Yami moved powerfully up inside him to finish himself, his thrusts slowing down with a loving rhythm, and his breaths quickening while they made steady eye contact until Yami broke it first, his eyelashes fluttering when he shut his eyes to cum, and Seto clenched again when he felt a lovely wetness drip down his asscheek and pool underneath his lower back.
Sore and completely spent, Yami pulled out carefully and enjoyed the buzz from his orgasm while falling forward onto Seto's chest and squashing his cheek down onto the muscular expanse, closing his eyes, feeling much better.
Much less angry.
Fucking was a great stress reliever.
Seto's arms came wrapping around his shoulders again, and he could feel Seto shaking with a laugh.
"I'll want that again," Seto said, hoping Yami wouldn't say 'no'.
"Can't. Dead." Yami replied calmly, wondering if he'd forever ruined his position as a spoiled bed toy who could stay on his back forever.
"Not now. Maybe…later? Tomorrow?" Seto offered hopefully, and Yami lifted his head up to give him a mischievous grin.
"I take it you understand what I was talking about earlier?"
Seto closed his eyes and hugged Yami closer to his chest, his heart pounding with joy as he muttered, "yes. I know." And he drifted off with Yami's deep chuckles echoing in his ears.
Yami was his greatest treasure….
Yami watched Seto doze off and his heart clenched with a strange anxiety. This life was wonderful and amazing. He wanted to spend every second of it with Seto, but Seto was a thousand-year-old being, and would live for millions more.
He'd leave me behind…! Yami realized with a cold fear, and his heart was steadily being crushed at the realization.
Yami lowered his head and stared at Seto's nipples with the linear pattern of scales growing down his muscular chest, tracing the curve with his finger, making a promise to himself.
Time to play catch up.
Time to learn magic.
Time to live as long as Seto, somehow.