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Title: Consequences, part 7
Author: studyingstones2
Pairing: Seto/Mokuba, Seto/Yuugi, Yuugi/Mokuba
Rating: R overall
Summary: 526 words, each part (excluding the paretheses at the end) is exactly 100 words because I wanted a bit of a challenge.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Previous parts live in tags and memories.
They kiss again after breakfast the next morning.
And it's mostly an accident on Yuugi's part- he'd resolved the night before that this was not something he was going to repeat often or ever. Except that this is something Mokuba needs and something he needs and that makes it all right for the most part.
It's soft and much too gentle, but that's more than okay.
Half a week later and they've kissed in excess of seventeen times these last four days and most of those occasions have been prolonged affairs involving much tongue and a not-so-little amount of grinding.
(Kaiba's coming back in twenty five days.)
___________
Bored and curled together on the sofa once again.
Mokuba pulls Yuugi's shirt off like he knows what he's doing (he doesn't, but he's almost as good a bluffer as his brother when he wants to be) and sucks on Yuugi's neck and nipples until Yuugi squirms under him and twists too-tight hands into Mokuba's hair (like Nii-sama used to) and moans (like Nii-sama never would).
And he pushes his (unasked for, but not unwelcome) hands into Yuugi's pants and Yuugi understands when his touches are awkward and uncertain at first (Nii-sama didn't let him do this) and doesn't complain.
(Nii-sama's coming home in nineteen days.)
___________
Yuugi gets down on his knees after having won some sort of video game against Mokuba for the third or fourth time without even being entirely certain what it was they were playing, so focused were his thoughts elsewhere.
Gets down on his knees between Mokuba's legs and unzips Mokuba's pants slowly and licks until Mokuba's making continuous little sounds in the back of his throat and then works his mouth down Mokuba's cock the way he's done so many times with Kaiba.
He knows this isn't something he should be doing.
Knows it, but not well enough to stop.
(Twelve days. Less than two weeks of this left.)
___________
Mokuba wanders into Yuugi’s bedroom (or at least Nii-sama's bedroom which Yuugi unofficially took over when his brother abandoned it and them) in pajamas and with his teeth freshly minty just as Yuugi's climbing into bed.
And he doesn't say a word, but his expression makes Yuugi turn back the quilt in tacit welcome.
Just as they're falling asleep, both pushing unconsciously into the other's personal space, Mokuba sighs (so softly Yuugi couldn’t have been sure that he’d heard it if not for the breath of the words expelled against his skin), "I used to sleep here. Before you came along."
(Six days.)
___________
Mokuba forgets how exactly they ended up here like this, but it's morning and the sun's peeking in through the curtains and Mokuba's working a third finger into Yuugi's ass, marveling at the way it gradually loosens around his hand, at the slick and slippery of the lube from the bedside table that he knows Nii-sama's used with Yuugi.
He doesn't resent that as much as he knows he would've two months ago.
A week ago, even.
Yuugi spreads his legs wider and cants his hips up and Mokuba complies by pushing a fourth finger inside.
And then a fifth.
(Tomorrow, tomorrow.)
Author: studyingstones2
Pairing: Seto/Mokuba, Seto/Yuugi, Yuugi/Mokuba
Rating: R overall
Summary: 526 words, each part (excluding the paretheses at the end) is exactly 100 words because I wanted a bit of a challenge.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Previous parts live in tags and memories.
They kiss again after breakfast the next morning.
And it's mostly an accident on Yuugi's part- he'd resolved the night before that this was not something he was going to repeat often or ever. Except that this is something Mokuba needs and something he needs and that makes it all right for the most part.
It's soft and much too gentle, but that's more than okay.
Half a week later and they've kissed in excess of seventeen times these last four days and most of those occasions have been prolonged affairs involving much tongue and a not-so-little amount of grinding.
(Kaiba's coming back in twenty five days.)
___________
Bored and curled together on the sofa once again.
Mokuba pulls Yuugi's shirt off like he knows what he's doing (he doesn't, but he's almost as good a bluffer as his brother when he wants to be) and sucks on Yuugi's neck and nipples until Yuugi squirms under him and twists too-tight hands into Mokuba's hair (like Nii-sama used to) and moans (like Nii-sama never would).
And he pushes his (unasked for, but not unwelcome) hands into Yuugi's pants and Yuugi understands when his touches are awkward and uncertain at first (Nii-sama didn't let him do this) and doesn't complain.
(Nii-sama's coming home in nineteen days.)
___________
Yuugi gets down on his knees after having won some sort of video game against Mokuba for the third or fourth time without even being entirely certain what it was they were playing, so focused were his thoughts elsewhere.
Gets down on his knees between Mokuba's legs and unzips Mokuba's pants slowly and licks until Mokuba's making continuous little sounds in the back of his throat and then works his mouth down Mokuba's cock the way he's done so many times with Kaiba.
He knows this isn't something he should be doing.
Knows it, but not well enough to stop.
(Twelve days. Less than two weeks of this left.)
___________
Mokuba wanders into Yuugi’s bedroom (or at least Nii-sama's bedroom which Yuugi unofficially took over when his brother abandoned it and them) in pajamas and with his teeth freshly minty just as Yuugi's climbing into bed.
And he doesn't say a word, but his expression makes Yuugi turn back the quilt in tacit welcome.
Just as they're falling asleep, both pushing unconsciously into the other's personal space, Mokuba sighs (so softly Yuugi couldn’t have been sure that he’d heard it if not for the breath of the words expelled against his skin), "I used to sleep here. Before you came along."
(Six days.)
___________
Mokuba forgets how exactly they ended up here like this, but it's morning and the sun's peeking in through the curtains and Mokuba's working a third finger into Yuugi's ass, marveling at the way it gradually loosens around his hand, at the slick and slippery of the lube from the bedside table that he knows Nii-sama's used with Yuugi.
He doesn't resent that as much as he knows he would've two months ago.
A week ago, even.
Yuugi spreads his legs wider and cants his hips up and Mokuba complies by pushing a fourth finger inside.
And then a fifth.
(Tomorrow, tomorrow.)