Pride and Soul
- Chapter10
The Love of the White Dragon
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Mediums Destroyed: 3 Yami Yuugi�s violet eyes flitted constantly from one direction to the next, trying to locate anything similar to the location of his vision. It was even more difficult a task, because the Sennen Tauk had shown him a future night. However, midday was the only time his other self could wander without arousing his mothers suspicions. Sogoroku could not care less what Yuugi did, day or night, but when it came down to it, his power was minuscule. Honda had volunteered to give him a ride on his bike, but the other Yuugi declined. Trekking on foot would be more of an advantage. So he, Jounouchi, and Honda wandered aimlessly throughout Domino. Yami Yuugi was beginning to seriously consider it all wild goose chase. There was no way they could find Bakura by his vision alone. The brief scene occurred under a moonlit sky, the stars fading against the city lights. Suddenly, a hole literally ripped out of the sidewalk. Bakura used the gateway to float unto the path, stumbling a bit upon landing. He screamed a curse as he hit the light post. Sweat trickled down his forehead, and his hand clenched a Duel Monsters card. It ended abruptly after that. From what little information the vision gave, the ancient entity did gather an important clue. Doubtlessly, that card's magic was the reason behind Bakura's teleportation abilities. Perhaps the Sennen Ring had to light to life to use the card's magic, or may be Bakura used the golden light to trick them into thinking his Ring alone boasted this amazing power. Whatever the case may be, the magic of any Sennen Item would be able to generate a similar effect. �Which means...� Yami Yuugi had concluded. �I should be able to do it, too.� That assumption was what kept him going in this hours worth of wandering. He wanted to find the place Bakura had relocated himself to, and if the teleport magic had any permanent effects on the area. Hopefully, there wasn't, and he would be able to test his own power without fear of damaging someone's property. �Kira-chan? �Yami Yuugi blinked in confusion as he saw Kira playing with a dog in the front yard of a fairly large house. Wasn't she supposed to be at Kaiba's mansion? �Mou Hitori no Yuugi, Jounouchi-kun, Honda-kun!� Kira waved, her smile beaming. �How is everyone?� �Kira-chan!� Jounouchi and Honda called in unison. With that, the threesome sauntered up to their classmate. She introduced the pure white dog at her heels (whom was ironically named Shiro), and the property as her own residence. Yami Yuugi had to blink again. This time at her outfit. The leggy pink dress showed far more cleavage than he'd expect such a shy girl to boast. There was a cute beret adorning her ash blonde hair, and a costly looking pair of pink heels on her feet. �I got to really missing my family,� Kira explained as she tossed a worn chew toy for Shiro. �But when I got here, my parents were gone. So I decided to just hang out with my doggy.� �But it is really dangerous, Kira-chan!� Honda objected, �Shouldn't Kaiba-kun be with you, at least?� �I haven't seen him at all today. Mokuba-kun sent me with a couple of suits though,� she pointed to her driveway. A pair of bulky men in custom Kaiba Corp. attire stood watch, with a huge limousine behind them. �Still I agree with Honda,� Jounouchi argued. �We're investigating a vision Mou Hitori no Yuugi saw, and it took place in a residential district!� �Bakura could be around here?� �Ah. Kira-chan you should go back to Kaiba's mansion,� Yami Yuugi urged. It was likely that Bakura was searching for Kira in the vision. Though it had taken place at night, it was possible the prediction had already occurred. Bakura could be watching them right now, for all they knew. Kira might've been brave enough to risk a visit with her family, but she wasn't stupid. They waited for Kira to lock Shiro inside and then saw her off to the limo. As she slid into the leather seating, Yami Yuugi left her message to give to Seto. �Tell Kaiba that we'll call on him when we find more substantial evidence. And remind him to be careful. Bakura has been quiet far too long. We don't know when he will strike.� �I will,� Kira promised. �You guys be careful too, I don't want anything to happen to you all.� �Hey, Mou Hitori no Yuugi?� Honda drew his attention as the limo peeled off into the distance. �You remember back when you and Kira-chan were dueling?� �Ah.� �What ever to figuring her out through the 'Heart of the Cards' deal?� �Kira's condition brought that to a halt before I could draw any conclusions about her,� the darker Yuugi replied. �But I'm positive she was some deeper connection to the fate of the Sennen Items from three thousand years ago. The fact that the ancient one of the Sennen Ring recognized her is all the proof to my theory I need.� �Well, I'm not saying I don't trust ya,� Jounouchi butted in. �But why did we all feel that we knew her from somewhere before?� �I don't know. But I have to go with my instinct on this.� �So, why do you think Bakura wants her dead?� �You have to remember that the only ones capable of wielding the god cards are those who are tied to the Sennen Items. I think Kira is a Chosen One, and Bakura is planning to eliminate her for it.� Kira gulped as she rasped on the doors leading to Seto's bedroom, making a silent prayer that she wasn't disturbing something too important. Mokuba was leaving for a sleep over at a friend's house when she had returned from her visit with Shiro. He had been very worried for his brother, who hadn't emerged from his chambers all day. To assure him, she went to check upon Seto herself, with a promise to contact him in case anything really was wrong. Kira had reasoned that she would deliver Mou Hitori no Yuugi's message as well. Mostly, however, she hoped for more fiery kisses like the ones he'd given her in the limousine. Now, as she stood before his looming doorway, she was starting to doubt herself. Seto had only really insulted her once, and the rebuke was hardly the worst she'd suffered. Still, it wasn't an experience she'd care to repeat. If Seto yearned for solitude now, what would he say to make her leave? What if her passion wasn't worth it? If it wasn't her promises most definitely were, right? She chewed her lower lip, about to walk away when the doors creaked open. Seto had left many of the buttons to his violet dress shirt unfastened, his pants snug on his slender legs. It was as if he'd started to get ready that morning, but had decided against it for whatever reason. His cinnamon hair was slightly mused, though he looked clean. Silently, he ushered her in. If she'd been paying attention, Kira would've noticed the way his eyes lit when he saw her. �Nanda?� Seto locked the door shut behind her. �I was...� She was about to tell him that she missed him, but decided a less sultry greeting would be best. �Mokuba and I were worried.� He fought against her slinky dress. Did she wear it just to tease him? �Is that all?� Kira shook her head slightly, �Mou Hitori no Yuugi wanted me to tell you that they have found more about Bakura, but they are waiting to talk to you until they have more information.� Seto had already made it to his desk, �I see.� It was a good thing his voice carried so well, otherwise she would've been able to hear him if his back was turned to her. Kira debated what to do. He hadn't really dismissed her, but he surely wasn't inviting more conversation. Warily, she drew behind him, and glanced over his shoulder. On the desk was Seto's two intact Blue Eyes, as well as the remainders of the third. �Seto...� �I thought that if I just forgot about it for a while, that everything would be okay,� his voice was distant. �But when I found them... My Blue Eyes...� Quietly, she encircled her arms about his neck, his head leaning into her chest. There was something comforting about the way his face was cuddled against her breasts, and he found himself snuggling against her. Kira was so warm and so very soft. �Blue Eyes is my loyal servant,� he continued. �It owns my pride... and my soul. Without it, I feel like a piece of me is missing.� �Seto...� she embraced him tighter. A blissful eternity later, he guided her face to his. She submitted easily to his tongue as he kissed her. Seto sent the chair between them flying halfway across the room as the kiss grew hotter, his hands wandering all over the silky material of her dress. Kira cupped his face, crushing their lips together. �Seto? Ahhh...� Kira relished as he trailed open-mouth kisses down her neck. Her foot bumped against something, and from the corner of her eye, she noticed he had backed her up to the bed. Seto used his teeth to tug her dress strap of her shoulder, and then continued his kisses to where the dress stopped his exploration above her breasts. �Do you want to?� his lust-clouded eyes bore into her own. Kira looked over the man she had lusted over since her first day at school. The desire was scorching now, pulsating new waves with the beat of her heart. Her body was more than ready as she could feel the hot arousal from between her legs, but her mind? Was she really mature enough to handle sex? It was too much to ask of her. After all, they had only had their first kiss a mere night ago. �Do you?� she finally inquired. Seto didn�t even need to think. �More than anything.� He touched the back of his hand against her check, and she felt as if she could die from lust. �But only with you.� It was more of a love confession than she had dared to hope for from Seto. She nodded, and then shuddered in frustration when his hand left her face. Kira kept her eyes on him as he helped her strip out of her clothes, knowing that if they left him she wouldn�t be able to go through with this. Seto gave her more courage than he would ever realize. Cold air beat her relentlessly as she stood naked before him, but her checks radiated heat like miniature furnaces. He halted movement so he look upon her, eyes traveling over her irresistible white flesh. �Utsukushi,� he breathed. Kira�s moonlight golden hair cascaded about her. Those impossibly deep sapphire eyes bore his reflection. He vaguely recalled saying the same thing about his Blue Eyes Ultimate Dragon. Her face was a familiar crimson from the compliment. Then she found herself bashfully sliding him out of his shirt. Seto set his necklace carefully on the nearby nightstand. He steadied her shaking hands as she clutched his belt, and it fell seconds before he wiggled out of his pants and boxers. She gasped at his length. "He is so beautiful," she thought. What had she done to deserve this mans attention? She felt her herself blush more, if it was possible. She could give herself to him. She couldn't not give herself to him. She felt to pulled to him, she wanted, no needed him to do this. She couldn't believe how wonderfully sculpted his whole body was. After all, the only times she'd imagined him naked was from the waist up. Seto tilted her chin to him as his opposite arm snaked around the supple curves of her waist. Her tongue timidly fought with his as he kissed her. Long, freezing minutes later he broke away, and then he tossed her unto the bed. His tongue flickered across his lips as he recognized their position. He left red-marks from his teeth down her skin as he traveled down again. Seto's hand reached down to cup her wet vagina, rubbing roughly as he sucked each of her round breasts. �Se�to�be�gentle�with�me,� she protested. Seto noticed how she trembled beneath him, her blue eyes quaking in fear. He knew better than to be as rough as he had been with a virgin. But as Kira brought out the light in his mind, her scared expressions drew a beast of lust. Still, he could not harm her. He caressed her face in apology, heart truly aching for upsetting her. The last thing Seto wanted was to hurt her. Not Kira. There was no way he could hurt his beautiful, innocent Kira. Seto planted a kiss on her forehead before he thrust his tongue into her navel. �Seto,� she cried as the contact sent shivers of bliss strait to her vagina. �Do you like that?� he distracted her with the question as she shoved her legs apart. �Ughhh�uh-huh.� then she screamed in sweet pleasure as he tongued her pussy, �Ahhhh�Seto� oh�. Seto! Oh!� His tongue flicked across her clit, and faster in response to her moans. She arched desperately, hands tightening in his hair as she fought for air. Her cries abruptly ended as her sweetness flooded from her pussy, and he lapped every bit of it up, allowing her to rest as he did so. Kira pulled her sweat-slick hair from her blood-red face (though finally it wasn�t because she was blushing) panting slightly between Seto�s kisses as he returned to her face. �I bet you liked that even better,� he smirked. �Ye�Yeah,� was her weak reply. He blew into her ear as he positioned himself between her legs. In truth, he had wanted this to last so much longer, but his cock was rock hard and aching. Seeing her body shake as she came was almost too much for him. He needed her now. Seto thrust into her, a pleasured cry escaping his lips. Kira�s cry, however, was one of pain. She squeezed her eyes shut, clenching her teeth as she prepared for the second. He desperately searched her pained face, his words about never hurting her drumming in his ears. He had already screwed this up once tonight, and that was too much failure for Kaiba Seto. Kira�s eyes snapped open when she realized something was wrong. �I can�t�hurt you,� he began to pull out of her when she yanked him back down. Her expression was excruciating for him to bear. Seto yelped in surprise, nearly cumming from the sudden burst of pleasure. �Kira�why?� �I want it to be you,� tears glistened in her exquisite blue eyes. �Ki�ra,� there was nothing he wanted more than to fuck that hot, wet pussy till cum came out of her ears, but� �Please,� she repeated, �I want it to be you.� Seto nodded, thrusting slowly until she seemed to adjust to him, then all-out fucking her, unable to take that agonizing pace any longer. To his eternal delight, Kira began to chant his name. Apparently, she really had grown accustomed to him. She leaned up and danced her tongue around his chest, Biting his nipples. "Oh...Kira..." he moaned. She raked her nails down his back, neither of them caring that it was hard enough to draw blood. She moaned and screamed out incoherent things, and it added more fuel to Seto's fire. He groaned and slammed himself harder into her. Soon the only noises that were heard was the moaning and screaming of them both and smack of flesh against flesh. Seto nibbled on the strawberry peaks of her breasts, sucking on them and somehow unable to stop. Kira could feel his incredible length inside her and it was like nothing she'd ever felt before. The pleasure was so intense she wanted to scream and cry at once. She could feel Seto's incredible strength holding her in place so she couldn't wiggle around. Stars danced in front of his eyes as he drew to the climax. He had never felt anything close to this when he was with other women. She moaned, her voice weak from her earlier screams. "Oh God!...Seto don't...stop...please.." She begged. She made a strangled scream and arched her back in pleasure before collapsing onto the bed, exhausted. He nearly collapsed afterward, not knowing how they managed to crawl beneath the sheets. His heart throbbed in his chest as he desperately gasped for air. She cuddled next to him and he wrapped a weary arm about her. Seto breathed in the smell of her sweat mixed with her shampoo and was asleep in seconds. Kira smiled into his chest. She knew she should regret what she had done. It wasn't proper to give your virginity to anyone but your spouse, and they hadn't even used a condom. But she only needed the unguarded expression of Seto's sleeping face to comfort her. Mediums Destroyed: 3 To Be Continued
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