Seto Kaiba is an apex predator with heightened senses.
He can hear you, Yuugi Mutou.
Here he was, in the middle of working himself past what's an incredibly annoying hurdle in his life, so he can actually play a game that doesn't have anything to do with his shitty life, his shitty work, or the shitty bastard he's going to have to see later today, and now, Yuugi was practically moaning in his ear about it.
The only thing Kaiba can do is bite his free arm to try and get his mind off of it and not make an answering sound as he thumbs the head of his cock while sitting in the bathroom, pajama pants to his ankles in an unfamiliar house.
This is the worst...this is punishment, isn't it? For the cardinal sin of almost killing a man, when he'd sworn off such cutthroat actions years ago.
That's why whenever he hears Yuugi making sounds out there, he feels a shot of fire in his abdomen, swirling around like a flaming salamander inside him and making his arousal worse than ever.
Blood trickles down his arm as he bites harder. Focus. Focus!
(don't think about how nice it would feel if it was yuugi he was biting instead of himself)
"Nnmgh"
A small, muffled sound. A sound only he can hear, but which feels like giving in, and frustrates him further. He takes it out on his cock, working up and down himself more fervently than ever.
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Seto Kaiba is an apex predator with heightened senses.
He can hear you, Yuugi Mutou.
Here he was, in the middle of working himself past what's an incredibly annoying hurdle in his life, so he can actually play a game that doesn't have anything to do with his shitty life, his shitty work, or the shitty bastard he's going to have to see later today, and now, Yuugi was practically moaning in his ear about it.
The only thing Kaiba can do is bite his free arm to try and get his mind off of it and not make an answering sound as he thumbs the head of his cock while sitting in the bathroom, pajama pants to his ankles in an unfamiliar house.
This is the worst...this is punishment, isn't it? For the cardinal sin of almost killing a man, when he'd sworn off such cutthroat actions years ago.
That's why whenever he hears Yuugi making sounds out there, he feels a shot of fire in his abdomen, swirling around like a flaming salamander inside him and making his arousal worse than ever.
Blood trickles down his arm as he bites harder. Focus. Focus!
(don't think about how nice it would feel if it was yuugi he was biting instead of himself)
"Nnmgh"
A small, muffled sound. A sound only he can hear, but which feels like giving in, and frustrates him further. He takes it out on his cock, working up and down himself more fervently than ever.