One moment, Yuugi was moaning in Seto's arms as his tongue caressed his neck (Gods, that was going to be one for the spank bank), and the next the man was...
Uh.
Shot. And now on the bed. Semi-conscious.
With Isono apologizing like he'd just killed a man while Mokuba was checking him over for injuries. All while the game was still on the bed and dice were scattered across his blankets.
"Oh, ah. Don't worry about me, Mokuba! He was really hungry, so I had him drink some of my blood. From, uh, the wrist. Not the neck. And then we played some Liar's Dice together. If anything, after drinking from me, he looked a lot better! I feel a lot better too, actually."
And he did look better. Better than he had in days.
His skin had more color and while he was thin...he seemed livelier.
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Okay. So...
One moment, Yuugi was moaning in Seto's arms as his tongue caressed his neck (Gods, that was going to be one for the spank bank), and the next the man was...
Uh.
Shot. And now on the bed. Semi-conscious.
With Isono apologizing like he'd just killed a man while Mokuba was checking him over for injuries. All while the game was still on the bed and dice were scattered across his blankets.
"Oh, ah. Don't worry about me, Mokuba! He was really hungry, so I had him drink some of my blood. From, uh, the wrist. Not the neck. And then we played some Liar's Dice together. If anything, after drinking from me, he looked a lot better! I feel a lot better too, actually."
And he did look better. Better than he had in days.
His skin had more color and while he was thin...he seemed livelier.