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Ruby Passion Inside
[NC-17] [Yaoi] [Slight Bondage] [Seto x Yami] This was my response to AnironLegolas' Seto x Yami challenge on adultfanfiction.net..
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Title: Ruby Passion Inside
By: Kitana
Warnings: NC-17, slight bondage, yaoi, PWP. Seto/Yami. My reply to a challenge by Aniron Legolas, asking for a smutty Seto/Yami ficlet. I needed the inspiration anyway. XD;; I don't think this will be my best though, as I'm not in a good mood while writing it. Hopefully, you all will still like it. ^^;;
Writing Music: Orgy - Blue Monday, Eva, Fiction (Dreams In Digital), Opticon & Stitches.
**
A room of lavish design was one that Seto Kaiba walked into. Though simply furnished, the dark reds and golds of the room roused the senses. Seto smirked devilishly, a look of lust in his eye. In his arms was an naked unconscious boy, known to most as Yami. The boy stirred slightly as Seto sat him up on a chair. He had quite the fit when Seto pulled him aside, so much fire; now he looked positively adorable sedated. The brunette beauty reached over to a drawer chest next to the chair Yami was slumped in. He pulled out a black diamond and ruby studded collar, with leash attached. Seto then placed it around Yami's neck, fastening it closed.
Looking up, Seto was reminded of a set of iron-strong chain restraints. They were easy to reach if he stood on his tip-toes, which he did. He pulled them down, before sliding the chair Yami was under them. He quickly lifted the boy's arms and fastened them in too. Yami only shook his head as he regained consciousness. Bleary-eyed, he looked around, up, and down. His millennium puzzle was gone, he was naked....
And Seto Kaiba was currently hoisting him up into the air. Yami's feet dangled just inches from the floor, now.
"What is the meaning of this, Kaiba? Let me down!" he said, attempting to clear himself of the last remains of fuzzy unawareness. Seto was out of his sight, and instead of an immediate answer, he got a smack across his bottom. "Ouch!"
"For the time being, you will only call me Master Seto, Yami." Seto said cooly, stepping into Yami's view.
Yami's eyes widened. "That's preposter-!" His retort was cut short by a searing kiss and hands caressing his hips.
Seto's lips left Yami slightly speechless as they traveled along his jawline. Yami's eyes slid closed and his lips parted. He asked simply, "Why?"
The brunette boy was licking his earlobe now. "Why? I've had my sights on you for a while, Yami. The rest... explains itself." Seto whispered huskily.
Yami shivered, suddenly feeling very vulnerable and passionate. A feeling he couldn't quite understand... he liked it.. but he didn't. He was not used to showing weakness. His arms were also starting to hurt just the slightest bit, but the warm mouth and smooth lips gliding over his sensitive neck countered it. Seto stopped his ministrations and stepped away from Yami, to look him over. The boy was already slightly flushed and his lips were shining wetly. Seto's brow then creased with indecision. What should he do next? He articulated his thoughts, not intending for Yami to play along.
"Why don't you let me down, Master Seto?" Yami asked, knowing somehow that the other boy wouldn't respond to anything else at this point. Seto's eyebrow shot up, instantly showing that the very idea was ludicrous. "Why would I do that, Yami? The fun hasn't begun..."
The brown-haired boy stalked over to where Yami was. He advanced until their closeness almost created a blur in each other's eyes. Yami blinked for only a fraction of a second, and Seto's lips were on his again. He could feel the other boy's left hand come around and start to stroke the hair at the base of his neck. The other hand was idly caressing the small of his back. Seto was pleased when Yami's mouth parted only enough to let him explore. Seto bit down on the tri-haired boy's lower lip, and Yami made a small sound of pain.
Paying little mind to the stream of blood that followed, Seto left Yami's lips to travel down his body. It was almost as if Seto had a map leading to Yami's erogenous zones as licked and suckled at the sensitive flesh near Yami's collarbone. He nipped his way closer to Yami's small, pink nipples. Seto heard the boy sigh cutely, then a sharp intake of breath as he nipped at the tiny nub.
Yami squirmed slightly, his hardening cock rubbing against the fabric of Seto's shirt. This delighted Seto to no end.
Seto continued licking down Yami's chest, his face coming ever closer to the panting boy's crotch. Yami's eyes were heavy-lidded, barely open as he felt Seto nuzzle the soft hair just above his 'prize'. Gentle fingertips caressed Yami's arousal, and it sent tingles down to the tips of his toes.
"Do you want to come down now, Yami?" Seto said casually, still stroking Yami's erection delicately.
An affirmative sigh.
Seto chuckled, undoing the restraints easily. All at once, Yami felt blood rushing to his arms, severely affecting his balance. He stumbled slightly, falling into Seto's arms. It looked almost picturesque*, the way Yami had one hand gripping on Seto's shoulder, the other clenched around his open tie. Yami gasped as his arousal rubbed oh-so-lightly against Seto's.
There was a bed only a foot or so away from them, and the brunette of the two half-carried Yami to it. Seto laid down on the bed first, still mostly clothed, only that his shirt and pants were undone. He pulled the other naked boy atop of him, and kissed him yet again. This time though, Yami put more into it, and he felt aflame rekindled. Seto resumed stroking Yami's erection, still only teasingly. Yami moaned softly into Seto's mouth before the kiss was broken.
Yami shuddered, and Seto's smirk widened. "Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked in sultry tones. Yami said nothing, breathing outwards airily. "...Yes."
"Yes what?" Seto replied, squeezing Yami's arousal.
Yami clutched Seto's shoulder.
"Yes Master...," Seto squeezed again. "...Seto."
Seto lazily reached behind the pillow under his head, pulling out a tube of jellified liquid. He asked for Yami's hand, then squeezed on the tube until a sizable amount of the clear lubricant came out. He pulled his own erection out, and Yami began to slather the jelly on with both hands. A slight sigh of pleasure escaped Seto's lips. Seto stopped Yami by grabbing his hips and positioning the boy directly over his member.
He guided Yami's hips downward, and he winced, the pain of entry a slight burning sensation. However, once Seto's head was inside of him, the trip was a smooth ride down. Yami and Seto both breathed heavily, one from being enveloped, the other from being filled. Yami began to move, rocking back and forth on Seto's cock. Seto's eyes fluttered as Yami moved, finally getting what he had craved for so long. Seto began thrusting up in time to Yami's movements, ever holding his hips.
Yami's face was a bright red, head thrown back and his mouth slack with a small trail of saliva coming down at the corner. He could barely voice his thoughts, and the only thing that came out was, "I-I..." before he clamped down around Seto's member, coming all over Seto's shirt.
Seto felt the warm heat tighten, and after a few more thrusts, he too came. Yami laid upon Seto's chest, clearly exhausted.
Inside, Seto was laughing his ass off.
~Owari~
* : There actually IS a picture that gave me the idea for that scene. I can't really upload it to any place, so... if you want to see it, you would have to IM me on AIM to see it. ^^;; I know you all are curious! XD;;;
By: Kitana
Warnings: NC-17, slight bondage, yaoi, PWP. Seto/Yami. My reply to a challenge by Aniron Legolas, asking for a smutty Seto/Yami ficlet. I needed the inspiration anyway. XD;; I don't think this will be my best though, as I'm not in a good mood while writing it. Hopefully, you all will still like it. ^^;;
Writing Music: Orgy - Blue Monday, Eva, Fiction (Dreams In Digital), Opticon & Stitches.
**
A room of lavish design was one that Seto Kaiba walked into. Though simply furnished, the dark reds and golds of the room roused the senses. Seto smirked devilishly, a look of lust in his eye. In his arms was an naked unconscious boy, known to most as Yami. The boy stirred slightly as Seto sat him up on a chair. He had quite the fit when Seto pulled him aside, so much fire; now he looked positively adorable sedated. The brunette beauty reached over to a drawer chest next to the chair Yami was slumped in. He pulled out a black diamond and ruby studded collar, with leash attached. Seto then placed it around Yami's neck, fastening it closed.
Looking up, Seto was reminded of a set of iron-strong chain restraints. They were easy to reach if he stood on his tip-toes, which he did. He pulled them down, before sliding the chair Yami was under them. He quickly lifted the boy's arms and fastened them in too. Yami only shook his head as he regained consciousness. Bleary-eyed, he looked around, up, and down. His millennium puzzle was gone, he was naked....
And Seto Kaiba was currently hoisting him up into the air. Yami's feet dangled just inches from the floor, now.
"What is the meaning of this, Kaiba? Let me down!" he said, attempting to clear himself of the last remains of fuzzy unawareness. Seto was out of his sight, and instead of an immediate answer, he got a smack across his bottom. "Ouch!"
"For the time being, you will only call me Master Seto, Yami." Seto said cooly, stepping into Yami's view.
Yami's eyes widened. "That's preposter-!" His retort was cut short by a searing kiss and hands caressing his hips.
Seto's lips left Yami slightly speechless as they traveled along his jawline. Yami's eyes slid closed and his lips parted. He asked simply, "Why?"
The brunette boy was licking his earlobe now. "Why? I've had my sights on you for a while, Yami. The rest... explains itself." Seto whispered huskily.
Yami shivered, suddenly feeling very vulnerable and passionate. A feeling he couldn't quite understand... he liked it.. but he didn't. He was not used to showing weakness. His arms were also starting to hurt just the slightest bit, but the warm mouth and smooth lips gliding over his sensitive neck countered it. Seto stopped his ministrations and stepped away from Yami, to look him over. The boy was already slightly flushed and his lips were shining wetly. Seto's brow then creased with indecision. What should he do next? He articulated his thoughts, not intending for Yami to play along.
"Why don't you let me down, Master Seto?" Yami asked, knowing somehow that the other boy wouldn't respond to anything else at this point. Seto's eyebrow shot up, instantly showing that the very idea was ludicrous. "Why would I do that, Yami? The fun hasn't begun..."
The brown-haired boy stalked over to where Yami was. He advanced until their closeness almost created a blur in each other's eyes. Yami blinked for only a fraction of a second, and Seto's lips were on his again. He could feel the other boy's left hand come around and start to stroke the hair at the base of his neck. The other hand was idly caressing the small of his back. Seto was pleased when Yami's mouth parted only enough to let him explore. Seto bit down on the tri-haired boy's lower lip, and Yami made a small sound of pain.
Paying little mind to the stream of blood that followed, Seto left Yami's lips to travel down his body. It was almost as if Seto had a map leading to Yami's erogenous zones as licked and suckled at the sensitive flesh near Yami's collarbone. He nipped his way closer to Yami's small, pink nipples. Seto heard the boy sigh cutely, then a sharp intake of breath as he nipped at the tiny nub.
Yami squirmed slightly, his hardening cock rubbing against the fabric of Seto's shirt. This delighted Seto to no end.
Seto continued licking down Yami's chest, his face coming ever closer to the panting boy's crotch. Yami's eyes were heavy-lidded, barely open as he felt Seto nuzzle the soft hair just above his 'prize'. Gentle fingertips caressed Yami's arousal, and it sent tingles down to the tips of his toes.
"Do you want to come down now, Yami?" Seto said casually, still stroking Yami's erection delicately.
An affirmative sigh.
Seto chuckled, undoing the restraints easily. All at once, Yami felt blood rushing to his arms, severely affecting his balance. He stumbled slightly, falling into Seto's arms. It looked almost picturesque*, the way Yami had one hand gripping on Seto's shoulder, the other clenched around his open tie. Yami gasped as his arousal rubbed oh-so-lightly against Seto's.
There was a bed only a foot or so away from them, and the brunette of the two half-carried Yami to it. Seto laid down on the bed first, still mostly clothed, only that his shirt and pants were undone. He pulled the other naked boy atop of him, and kissed him yet again. This time though, Yami put more into it, and he felt aflame rekindled. Seto resumed stroking Yami's erection, still only teasingly. Yami moaned softly into Seto's mouth before the kiss was broken.
Yami shuddered, and Seto's smirk widened. "Do you want me to fuck you?" he asked in sultry tones. Yami said nothing, breathing outwards airily. "...Yes."
"Yes what?" Seto replied, squeezing Yami's arousal.
Yami clutched Seto's shoulder.
"Yes Master...," Seto squeezed again. "...Seto."
Seto lazily reached behind the pillow under his head, pulling out a tube of jellified liquid. He asked for Yami's hand, then squeezed on the tube until a sizable amount of the clear lubricant came out. He pulled his own erection out, and Yami began to slather the jelly on with both hands. A slight sigh of pleasure escaped Seto's lips. Seto stopped Yami by grabbing his hips and positioning the boy directly over his member.
He guided Yami's hips downward, and he winced, the pain of entry a slight burning sensation. However, once Seto's head was inside of him, the trip was a smooth ride down. Yami and Seto both breathed heavily, one from being enveloped, the other from being filled. Yami began to move, rocking back and forth on Seto's cock. Seto's eyes fluttered as Yami moved, finally getting what he had craved for so long. Seto began thrusting up in time to Yami's movements, ever holding his hips.
Yami's face was a bright red, head thrown back and his mouth slack with a small trail of saliva coming down at the corner. He could barely voice his thoughts, and the only thing that came out was, "I-I..." before he clamped down around Seto's member, coming all over Seto's shirt.
Seto felt the warm heat tighten, and after a few more thrusts, he too came. Yami laid upon Seto's chest, clearly exhausted.
Inside, Seto was laughing his ass off.
~Owari~
* : There actually IS a picture that gave me the idea for that scene. I can't really upload it to any place, so... if you want to see it, you would have to IM me on AIM to see it. ^^;; I know you all are curious! XD;;;
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