EnsTren: Seto: *sighs* Do you ever not think about sex and money?
Edmondia: Seth: *looks slightly offended* I AM a priest, you know.
EnsTren: Seto: Sooo?
Edmondia: Seth: Sometimes. When I'm praying.
EnsTren: Seto: Only time I've seen you praise Ra is when you are fucking me.
Edmondia: Seth: *glances at him, sudden solemnity on his face* You don't get up very early, little light.
EnsTren: Seto: *suddenly pulled in on himself* Don't call me that.
EnsTren: Seto: *dissatisfied with the closeness of topics raised to each other. Ra, and him, the "little light"*
Edmondia: Seth: *blinks, startled* Why not, pretty light?
EnsTren: Seto: I said don't call me that. I don't need reminders as to what I am.
Edmondia: Seth: *eyes narrow in sudden sharpness* Oh? And what's that, pretty iceling?
EnsTren: Seto: *stiffens* I know it every time you kiss me, you don't want to think about it when I don't have to.
Edmondia: Seth: *very calmly, very slowly* Seto. I do not understand what you are talking about. Will you explain it to me?
EnsTren: Seto: I know I'm a little light already. You don't have to shove it in my face or make me talk about it, okay?!
Edmondia: Seth: *blinks hard a few times, but his eyes fill with tears* But... but I...
EnsTren: Seto: I said I don't want to talk about it, *tucks his arms around his chest and ducks his chin to his chest* I already know what a pathetic light I am.
Edmondia: Seth: *his voice is barely a whisper* I love you.
EnsTren: Seto: So? I love you too but that doesn't change what I am.
EnsTren: Seto: Malik's yami thinks his hikari is the morning and evening star, the sun rising and setting and high noon. One look and Atemu can tell you he thinks the same of Yugi. But me? I'm a little light, so small and withered I'm all but sucked up into your darkness and it hurts.
Edmondia: Seth: *the tears are starting to spill over* Is that really what you think of me?
EnsTren: Seto: It's what I think of me. Because I know I can never be to you what they are to their yamis, because I'm a little light, and I just don't want to remember or think about this failure if I don't have to.
Edmondia: Seth: *shakes his head numbly* But you're not. You're perfect for me. Why don't you believe me? *scrubs at his face, but manages to keep a steady gaze on his hikari*
EnsTren: Seto: Because of the pain, that's why!
Edmondia: Seth: *very quietly* I... I see. *slowly withdraws, eyes on the doors* I... I'll stop. I won't bother you again.
EnsTren: Seto: *hesitates as his yami goes away slowly* ...W-what does it feel like to you? *tucked in tighter on himself* When it hurts me, what is it like for you?
Edmondia: Seth: *is openly crying now* Like... like I'm drowning in the sun...
EnsTren: Seto: *blinks his burning eyes, absently noting the lines of wetness on his cheeks* Then why does it hurt me? Why can't I be right? Why do I feel like I am the moon, only reflecting a dim portion of light?
Edmondia: Seth: *stares at him adoringly through eyes that are flooded with tears* I don't know... I just... I just don't know...
EnsTren: Seto: Because I'm a little light. When you call me that it hurts, sometimes, but not like... not like your touch. I don't want to be reminded of my failures.
Edmondia: Seth: *very quietly* I wish you wouldn't think that way.
EnsTren: Seto: How can I not?!
Edmondia: Seth: I said I didn't KNOW!
EnsTren: Seto: *flinches and takes a step away as if propelled or pushed by the strength of his voice*
Edmondia: Seth: *suddenly looks as though he has been slapped, and shuffles away, staring down at the floor*
EnsTren: Seto: *His yami strips him bare, leaves him open and ready to be hurt. To all that his Yami does to him - there is only the core exposed, a child. Is it no wonder that when confronted with anger from the one who is all that he hates and all that he loves, that can cause him pain with a touch, is it no wonder that this child flinches?*
Edmondia: Seth: *stares at the floor numbly* I'll go now.
EnsTren: Seto: Will you come back? *even frightened by him he wants, needs him back*
Edmondia: Seth: *finally raises his head and meets his gaze, though it hurts* I'll always come back to you.
EnsTren: Seto: Soon? *The child, the hopeful tone that Seth taught him again. Taught him to hope.*
Edmondia: Seth: *quietly* Soon.
EnsTren: Seto: *small smile, hopeful smile*
Edmondia: Seth: *smiles back sadly* I love you.
EnsTren: Seto: Love you too... but sometimes I can't believe you.
Edmondia: Seth: *his smile grows a bit more pained* Maybe you shouldn't.
EnsTren: Seto: *looks up at him, eyes wide* Why?
Edmondia: Seth: *hesitates - he can't tell him the truth, it would only hurt* Because I'm not so wonderful as you seem to think I am. *blows him a kiss and quietly walks out the door*
EnsTren: Seto: *softly to the empty room* But you're my Yami.
Edmondia: Seth: *reaches out a mental tendril to caress his mind* //And you're my light.//
EnsTren: Seto: /But I'm a little light./
Edmondia: Seth: //But you're perfect.//
EnsTren: Seto: /You said it wasn't supposed to hurt. I want... I want to feel as if you're covering me up, swallowing me up in your darkness and keeping me safe from everything./
Edmondia: Seth: //...that's what it's supposed to be.//
Edmondia: Seth: //And if I can't give you that, the failing is mine.//
EnsTren: Seto: /No, it is my flaw./
Edmondia: Seth: //No, pretty one. If I cannot give you what you desire, the fault is mine.//
EnsTren: Seto: /Fault, maybe, but not your flaw. I'm dark, you saw, Atemu saw, hikaris aren't supposed to be dark./
Edmondia: Seth: //Still mine. I failed to protect you when you needed me most. My fault, not yours.//
EnsTren: Seto: /But my flaw./
Edmondia: Seth: //Your flaw caused by my failing. It's mine.//
EnsTren: Seto: /My choice though. You can't claim that./
Edmondia: Seth: //If I had been there for you, I could have helped you. I wasn't.//
EnsTren: Seto: /My will is my own!/ It is good to hear the fire in his voice, reassurance that his hikari wasn't broken. /Help me or not the choice was mine./
Edmondia: Seth: //...you say that and claim darkness?//
EnsTren: Seto: /I say my choice sent me into it, made me into it, chose to take it into me and make it part of me. I defied the prophecy for it./
Edmondia: Seth: //...you have no idea how beautiful you are, do you?//
EnsTren: Seto: /I'm not beautiful./
Edmondia: Seth: //You're only proving my point, pretty iceling.//
EnsTren: Seto: *confusion and curious emotion* /I don't see how./
Edmondia: Seth: *sweetly sad* //I know you don't, pretty one. I know you don't, and I don't know how to make you believe me when I tell you.//
EnsTren: Seto: *sadness, but an impression that he doesn't understand why he's sad* /I'm plain./
Edmondia: Seth: *incredulity* //The hell-? You are not plain.//
EnsTren: Seto: /Am so. Now go to your cousin and cry on his shoulder./ *more sadness, because I'm not enough*
Edmondia: Seth: //No. We clear this up now. If you're plain, I'm plain, and I'm too vain to be plain! Repeat after me: 'I am a sexy bitch.'//
Edmondia: Seth: *trying desperately for a smile*
EnsTren: Seto: *gets one of Seto's cold snorting laughs, but there is amusement* /I never said we weren't sexy, it's all in the clothes and the movements./
Edmondia: Seth: *leering grin* //You're pretty damn sexy when you're naked, too.//
EnsTren: Seto: /I thought it was the Liquid Latex./
Edmondia: Seth: *mental leer* //I do watch when you shower.//
EnsTren: Seto: /Water makes anyone look better./
Edmondia: Seth: *mental rolling of eyes* //Yes, Seto dear.//
EnsTren: Seto: /Go to Atemu./
Edmondia: Seth: *blinksu* //You make it sound like I'm having an affair with him.//
EnsTren: Seto: /You are, in a way, aren't you?/
Edmondia: Seth: //...what exactly are you implying?//
EnsTren: Seto: /I imply nothing./
Edmondia: Seth: //Then explain your previous statement.//
EnsTren: Seto: /None of the others need to go to another, except you, because of my flaw./ *a mental shrug* /It's why people have affairs, their sex and social lives aren't up to par. In out case, it's just me being so fucked up./
Edmondia: Seth: *sighs awkwardly* //My dear Seto, you are a pessimist.//
EnsTren: Seto: /Better that than be disappointed./
Edmondia: Seth: *gives him a thorough mental groping*
EnsTren: Seto: *eeeps over the link and expresses frustration because now he's all hot and bothered*
Edmondia: Seth: *proceeds into a mental makeout session*
EnsTren: Seto: *on the floor whimpering because, ogg, mind is happy, body is not* *rolls over and frotts the floor and is aggravated*
Edmondia: Seth: *gives the mental equivalent to a slutty grin and proceeds from there into a mental blowjob*
EnsTren: Seto: *squealing in his body and his mind. His hikari is only a sometimes squealer, it's vastly amusing when he does*
Edmondia: Seth: *gently loosens his mental hold on his hikari, going from full-on blowjob to teasing*
EnsTren: Seto: *whimpering again, hauling himself into bed so he can jerk off in peace* *twitching his hands though where the ghost caresses are*
Edmondia: Seth: *continues his teasing, sometimes lightly, sometimes more heavily, sometimes taunting and sometimes gentle*
EnsTren: Seto: *going crazy in his head, nearly delirious*
Edmondia: Seth: *practically purring as he drags the torment out*
EnsTren: Seto: *sweating, panting, pleading passes his lips and from his mind into his Yami's*
Edmondia: Seth: *drags it out a little longer, just because he can, before granting his omote what he wishes*
EnsTren: Seto: *howls as he climaxes, wanting it very badly to be his Yami's mouth and not his own fist.*
Edmondia: Seth: *purrs softly, deeply contented*
EnsTren: Seto: *Seto-shaped pile of ooze*
Edmondia: Seth: *ambles into the bedroom and sits down on the bed with a cat-that-ate-the-canary grin* *leans over his omote, eyes dark* //See? Pretty.//
EnsTren: Seto: /Post coitus glow./
Edmondia: Seth: *purrs audibly* //Even prettier.//
EnsTren: Seto: /You only think that because I'm your hikari,/ *even if he only gives a little light* /It's much better than people thinking it because I'm rich./
Edmondia: Seth: *snorts* //Or you could just be beautiful because you are.//
EnsTren: Seto: /Stubborn Yami./
Edmondia: Seth: *chuckles* //Stubborn hikari.//
EnsTren: Seto: /It's why I'm still here, isn't it?/
Edmondia: Seth: *leans over him and presses a soft, quick kiss to his mouth* //...the things I concede to you...//
EnsTren: Seto: *slightly dazed smile* /'cause you love me./
Edmondia: Seth: *a tiny smile curls up his lips, and he settles against his omote, careful to not press skin to skin* //Yes. 'Cause I love you.//
EnsTren: Seto: *curls up into a tight ball in his Yami's arms and against his Yami's chest. Even if he can't feel the darkness covering and protecting him when he touches his Yami, he can still feel surrounded and protected by his Yami*
Edmondia: Seth: *curls up around him, cradling him tenderly* //Now isn't this nicer than arguing?//
EnsTren: Seto: /We weren't arguing./
Edmondia: Seth: //Then what were we doing?//
EnsTren: Seto: /Me being hurt at being reminded of my failure of spirit and you thinking I was assulting you verbally and blaming it on you./
Edmondia: Seth: //...you're always so technical and precise, mry...//
EnsTren: Seto: /If I wasn't I wouldn't be able to buy you all those things you like./
Edmondia: Seth: *nuzzles against his hair* //Serious little iceling, always so practical.//
EnsTren: Seto: /...You don't like it?/
Edmondia: Seth: //Did I say that? No. Think a little before you react, darling, I think it's cute.//
EnsTren: Seto: *slight darkening of his cheeks*
Edmondia: Seth: *smirks* //You're blushing, pretty one.//
EnsTren: Seto: *slightly rebellious and sulky* /So?/
Edmondia: Seth: //So it's hot.//
EnsTren: Seto: *blushes more and tries to act like a turtle and pull his head in*
Edmondia: Seth: *smirks* //Repeat after me: 'I am a sexy bitch.'//
EnsTren: Seto: *blushing horribly and hiding his face though you can see it creep down the back of his neck* *shakes his head no against his yami's chest*
Edmondia: Seth: *chuckles* //Sexy, sexy, sexxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxy!//
EnsTren: Seto: /Filthy, filthy, fiiiiiiiiiiiiiilthy!/
Edmondia: Seth: *with a completely straight face* //Yes, you did make a mess on these sheets. Shall I clean you up?//
EnsTren: Seto: *pokes his yami in the ribs*
Edmondia: Seth: *affects an air of angelic innocence* //Is that a no, then?//
EnsTren: Seto: /Pervert./
Edmondia: Seth: *snicker* //And you mind because...?//
EnsTren: Seto: *mental grumbling*
Edmondia: Seth: *licks his ear* //That's what I thought.//
EnsTren: Seto: *shivers*
Edmondia: Seth: *looks rather pleased. repeats.*
EnsTren: Seto: *squirming, bad and good sensations mingling*
Edmondia: Seth: *wraps his fingers in the sheets and proceeds to trail them along his omote's stomach, nibbling on his ear*
EnsTren: Seto: *gasping for air and forcing himself to stretch out for Seth*
EnsTren: Seto: *squirming* /...tickles... ooh!/
Edmondia: Seth: *slightly perverted grin* //Having fun, my dear?//
EnsTren: Seto: *mews*
Edmondia: Seth: *tilts his head down to suck on his neck, hands still wandering*
EnsTren: Seto: *shivers, hissing once or twice when Seth lingers too long for even his control*
Edmondia: Seth: *murmurs apologetically into his hair and pulls him closer, turning him onto his side and looping a leg around his waist*
EnsTren: Seto: *moving a little and placing his hands lightly on Seth's leg, rubbing it and his ankle* /Why do you love me even if I can't give you everything you want?/
Edmondia: Seth: *purrs contentedly* //I would love you even if you were a celibate monk.//
EnsTren: Seto: /I practically was./
Edmondia: Seth: //Thank the gods that we fixed that problem.//
EnsTren: Seto: /...Have you been getting into the lettuce?/
Edmondia: Seth: *snicker* //What can I say? You're sexy.// *rolls his hips against his backside*
EnsTren: Seto: *gasps and presses his body back against him* /Flatterer./
Edmondia: Seth: *drags his tongue teasingly along his shoulder, flicking his covered fingertips down his thighs* //Can't help it - you're too pretty.//
EnsTren: Seto: *mewling* /Not./
Edmondia: Seth: *gives an amused snort, nipping at an earlobe and palming his chest* //You're trying to tell me that while you're naked and mewling in my arms?//
EnsTren: Seto: /Not trying. Am./ *squirming delicately, finding the sensation of light queasiness to be disturbing but pleasant under the circumstances*
Edmondia: Seth: *dryly* //Forgive me if I fail to believe you, love.// *runs his fingertips along the inside of his omote's thighs*
EnsTren: Seto: *gasps sharply, light zings of pain which he ignores*
Edmondia: Seth: *grins to himself, rewraps his hands in the sheets, and gently strokes between his legs*
EnsTren: Seto: *is soon moaning under his ministrations, soft flesh rubbing against him though fabric*
Edmondia: Seth: *nuzzles against his shoulder, nipping lightly at pale skin, gentle strokes becoming longer and rougher*
EnsTren: Seto: *moaning and opening his legs, leaning back against him and hand up to touch his hair* /How do you do this to me? So quickly, easily.../
Edmondia: Seth: *leans into the caress, continuing his ministrations* //You've been starved for affection forever, pretty love, and you've always needed the attention only I could give you - the completion of souls makes the joining that much sweeter... and I love you.//
EnsTren: Seto: *bleary blue eye opens and gives him a look* *resisting the urge to give in with his iron will, it's difficult* /There is such a thing known as recovery time./
Edmondia: Seth: *smiles sweetly* //I never said I was going to screw you senseless, did I?//
EnsTren: Seto: /I meant for me!/
Edmondia: Seth: *glances over his shoulder and raises an eyebrow* //Should I let you go, then?//
EnsTren: Seto: /Do and die./
Edmondia: Seth: *innocent blink* //But what about your recovery time?// *loosens his grip*
EnsTren: Seto: /I'm saying that it's not there with you and it's strange! Baka!/
Edmondia: Seth: *thoughtful* //I never realized that such things existed. Then again, the first time I had sex was with you, so... huh.//
EnsTren: Seto: *blinks with wide eyes* /I...I didn't know it was your first time too. You seemed to know much more than me,/ *took care of me*
Edmondia: Seth: *blinks back at him* //You - you didn't? But I thought... I thought you knew. I was just going by what I heard from the palace concubines... and whatever felt good...//
EnsTren: Seto: /Have you seen any concubines I could talk to around here?/
Edmondia: Seth: //Um, no, but... you could always talk to Yugi. He's apparently very good with this sort of thing.//
EnsTren: Seto: /I don't like Yugi./ *seems to be deep in thought suddenly*
Edmondia: Seth: *releases him and nuzzles against him, grip tightening* //Hmm?//
EnsTren: Seto: /Just realizing... You and I might be the only ones who were each others firsts. Maybe Malik too, but his Yami didn't have a past life./
Edmondia: Seth: //...how does that work? I don't remember Yugi existing back then... nor the thief's little jewel.//
EnsTren: Seto: /But you remember Atemu, you remember the thief, and you remember you./
Edmondia: Seth: *hisses between his teeth* //...traitorous filth...// *then his expression relaxes* //Yes, I remember us...//
EnsTren: Seto: /Do you remember Malik's Yami?/
Edmondia: Seth: *shakes his head* //The clan of gravekeepers existed, that creature did not.//
EnsTren: Seto: /That's what I ment by him not counting. No past life to get banged in./
Edmondia: Seth: *chuckles* //Ah, but I know for a fact that Atemu never got shagged. He did get snogged, but never shagged. The harem girls were quite distressed by this, but when he ascended the throne, he was twelve - that sort of thing got forgotten when war was threatening...//
EnsTren: Seto: /I was under the impression he was supposed to marry his sister and have quite a few wives./
Edmondia: Seth: //That was the idea. Only he was an only child, and he died when he was eighteen. Not a lot of time to make mini-pharaohs.//
Edmondia: Seth: //And before you start asking about cousins, I'm the only one, and it's physically impossible for a man to bear a child, so forget about it. Just because I snogged him doesn't mean we fucked.//
EnsTren: Seto: *looks stricken*
Edmondia: Seth: *alarmed* //What is it? Have I upset you?// *flips over and looks searchingly into his eyes* //What's wrong?//
EnsTren: Seto: /...You snogged Atemu!?/
Edmondia: Seth: *blushes* //Um... yeah...// *looks somewhere between sheepish and puzzled* //Is that bad?//
EnsTren: Seto: /...Why?/
Edmondia: Seth: *sighs heavily* //...for a lot of reasons. You have to understand, pretty light, that for our time and place, we were both... very strange, even as children. I mean, look at me, do I look like I was born in Kemet?//
EnsTren: Seto: /...No./
Edmondia: Seth: *softly, painfully* //The common people - hell, almost everyone... even those in the palace... well, I was the freak child who looked nothing like a proper priest. And... I had blue eyes. Cursed eyes. And I was a priest's son - that's the only reason I got into the priesthood in the first place. Otherwise, they would have driven me out of the palace... out of the country...//
EnsTren: Seto: *carefully embraces him, holds him*
EnsTren: Seto: /I'm sorry.../
Edmondia: Seth: *snuggles against him, eyes distant, mouthing 'I love you' against his neck* //Atemu... Atemu was born when I was three. The whole kingdom rejoiced that the pharaoh had an heir... but... when I first saw him, he was just this tiny golden thing, and I didn't understand what the fuss was about until he opened his eyes and looked at me... gods, I thought I'd died, and I was nothing more than a babe myself. But... he was... so small and so obviously perfect except for those eyes... he - he reached up and grabbed my hand, and it was barely bigger than his own, and I was so happy that he liked me that I didn't know what to do. ...I cried the first time I heard them whisper about him, just days after he was born. The palace was always full of gossip, especially the servants, and they never bothered to hold their tongues around a child...//
EnsTren: Seto: *rubbing his Yami's back, listening to what he knows, his secrets and keeping them safe for him* *this is something he knows, how to comfort and he murmurs softly that he loves him*
Edmondia: Seth: *continues slowly, voice catching, tears rising in his eyes* //They - they talked about him like they talked about me... they said that demons had snatched him away, that the queen had been stolen and raped by Set, that their prince would lead the kingdom to ruin... they said that the children of the palace had been possessed by darkness. They said we were... that we...// *breaks off, stifling a sharp sob*
EnsTren: Seto: *holds him tight, kissing him, letting him touch though his stomach clenches unpleasantly* "Let it out," *he murmured and tried to embrace him in his small amount of light*
Edmondia: Seth: *sobs quietly, his story coming out in soft whispers* //They were so afraid of us, and we were only children... when he was a toddler, I was old enough to play with him and protect him... I took care of him, I kept him away from the servants who hated us, and he scared me sometimes but there was nobody else who would play with us... I was always alone with my studies until he dragged me out to play... we were both nobles, and none of the others liked us, especially when we started learning how to use the Shadows...// *his lips parted in a cruel, cold chuckle, sudden darkness slicing through the tears* //We made them regret tormenting us. The pharaoh was furious when he found out that we killed them... but by then we were old enough to seal their souls, and as an apprentice, I was charged with protecting Kemet... and we used their souls to strengthen our own magic. They never bothered us after that, but the whispers never stopped.//
EnsTren: Seto: *holds him tighter, holding down the bile and vomit that tried to come up at the sudden darkness.*
EnsTren: Seto: *radiating approval of killing them, understanding, sympathy, for he had to deal with things simular because of his blinding intelligence, though to be fair superstitions never came into it*
Edmondia: Seth: *offers his omote a tight smile and gulps in a few deep breaths to calm himself and banish the shadows before he continues* //...you wondered why I never had any sexual partners...? The palace girls, even the concubines... they were scared of us, and we were freaks anyway - the only reason they would bother was because we were nobles, and neither one of us wanted that. And I... I was a little older than he was, and he was my best and only friend and the only blood relative I could trust... he ascended the throne when he was twelve. I... I spent that night in his bed, holding him. He didn't stop crying until dawn. I... I think I thought - I think that morning... I... I think I must have loved him then...//
EnsTren: Seto: *holding him tight, memories of Mokuba crying in the orphange and the funeral flitting though his mind*
EnsTren: Seto: *not jealous though, not angry or sad or anything. He has been adjusting himself to Mokuba leaving and loving another. It still hurts but he buries it away. Besides, it's in the past*
Edmondia: Seth: *sighs shakily, hiding his face in the curve of Seto's shoulder* //...gods, I loved him so much... after that, I didn't even think of those few serving girls who didn't run when they saw me... and when he made me high priest... that night it was me crying while he held me. We could finally spend all of our time together, and I just kept falling more in love with him... we shared the same goals, the same dreams, and I could tell him anything, trust him with anything... even if he scared everyone else, even if at times he seemed insane... I still loved him more than anything else. He was just... just perfect...//
EnsTren: Seto: *despair rising because he's not perfect but quashed. All for him and everything for him. He has to take care of his Yami, make him feel better and happy and loved.*
Edmondia: Seth: *clutches at him more tightly* //...you asked me why I kissed him? It was... the first time, I was seventeen, and he was fifteen. I don't even remember why... sometimes we would sleep over, when the Shadows got too deep, or when the days were too stressful... and after I'd fought with the rest of the priests, and after he'd waged an unsuccessful battle against the border tribes... we were hanging onto each other like children, and he was so angry that the Shadows were slipping over him, and he's so pretty when he's angry that I just bent down and kissed him.//
EnsTren: Seto: *shivers, imagining, wondering if it was good. Feeling all the terrible pain inside of himself and imagining it turned to beauty and light and happiness.*
Edmondia: Seth: *shivers with him, kissing him briefly, hungrily* //...it was so strange... Atemu... Atemu tastes like Shadows and blood and secrets, and... that was one of the few times when I was terrified of him.//
EnsTren: Seto: *lets him kiss and hold him, listening to him and biting his lip*
Edmondia: Seth: *steals another deep, brief kiss, eyes half-closed and still somewhat vacant with his recollection* //When I let go, he just looked up at me with those wild eyes and asked me why I had done that. I... I guess I realized then that he could never love me. But I loved him so much... I cried again. I was seventeen, and I cried over him... but by the next time I kissed him, the next time I cried over him... he was dead.//
EnsTren: Seto: *shuddering a little but it's forced down* /I love you, and I've survived so much without you, with you what can kill me? You won't ever have to cry over my body, I promise./
Edmondia: Seth: *tears are flooding his eyes again, blinding him* //I loved him and I failed him. I love you and I'm failing you. I... I...// *his breath catches on a sob* //I...//
EnsTren: Seto: "No" *he said firmly with Kaiba stubborness* "I'm failing you. My flaw, my fault, don't argue."
Edmondia: Seth: *stares at him through his tears, reaching a trembling hand up to brush across his lips* //...hikari... I... I... oh gods, I love you so much...// *breaks down completely, sobbing against his chest, repeating it like a mantra* //I love you so much, so much, sosososomuch...//
EnsTren: Seto: *icy pain, needles and fingers, curling around and piercing his lungs and heart* /Love you, Yami mine./
Edmondia: Seth: *gathers enough sense to dazedly pull himself away and yank a sheet between them before he flops down again, still sobbing* //I do love you, I do, I love you so much pretty glorious gorgeous little light, my love, my life, all my precious freezing beauty...//
EnsTren: Seto: *pulls the sheet away and embraces him anyways* /I believe you, Ra-set. Mine forever, love you so much need you, drown in you./
Edmondia: Seth: *hesitates, but can't resist the offer, and clings to him desperately* //...I'll make this better, I promise, pretty morning light, I promise, I can make us better, I'll find a way and I'll make you happy and everything will be beautiful and lovely and you'll smile and laugh and you'll be so pretty when you're whole, I know you will be, I love you so much...//
EnsTren: Seto: *blinking tears out of his eyes, it hurts so much* /I am happy, you make me happy. I love you and you love me and that's more than I ever expected from anyone, more than I deserve./
Edmondia: Seth: *stares at him miserably, lifting his fingers to just barely brush at his tears* //But I'm hurting you... I'm hurting you, pretty light...//
EnsTren: Seto: /And I'm making you feel better. I can stand pain, don't worry./ *pointedly kisses his temple, lingeringly* /I'll protect you./
Edmondia: Seth: *sighs shakily* //But you shouldn't. I can protect myself, lovely light... my duty is to protect you... you shouldn't need to do it for me...//
EnsTren: Seto: /I'm not Yugi, I'm not Ryou, I don't need protecting, Yami./
Edmondia: Seth: *softly* //But you deserve it.//
EnsTren: Seto: /But I don't need it./
Edmondia: Seth: *smiles sadly* //We could argue about this for eternity and never reach an agreement, darling.//
EnsTren: Seto: *kisses him again*
Edmondia: Seth: *leans into the kiss, reaching his hands up to just barely cradle his face and turn his eyes towards him* "Let me try something, pretty light..."
Edmondia: Seth: *gently presses his awareness against his omote's mind, until his own feelings are subdued by the sensations that his other half is feeling*
Edmondia: Seth: *breathes out softly, eyes closed in concentration* //Is this okay, pretty light?//
Edmondia: Seth: *trails his fingertips over his cheek, sending an odd double-echo of sensation down the link, letting his omote feel his own skin beneath his fingertips*
EnsTren: Seto: *shivering, no shuddering* /I...can still feel it, but../ *soft moan* /It's better...is this..?/ *mews, foreign, if distant feeling of being suspended in light*
Edmondia: Seth: *leans heavily against him, trailing his hands through his hair, letting the silken strands sift through his fingertips* //...this is how I feel you, pretty light... this is what I see when I see you...// *brushes his mouth reverently against his forehead, his cheeks, his chin* //Can you feel this...?//
EnsTren: Seto: *trembling a little* /Feel strange,/ *touches his lips*
Edmondia: Seth: *breathes softly over his skin, pressing soft kisses against his throat* //Strange...? How - bad? Am I still hurting you?//
EnsTren: Seto: /...Yes,/ *he admitted only after great deliberation, only a hair away from denying it* /Strange because... it's not happening and the double feeling. Only hurt is the first hurt, and this makes it easier.../
Edmondia: Seth: *his eyes are very dark and intent* //May I kiss you?//
EnsTren: Seto: *pauses, considering it and then nods solemnly*
Edmondia: Seth: *leans forward and very gently presses his lips to his omote's, sucking lightly on his lower lip, then slowly deepening the kiss, keeping his attention focused on the feeling of Seto beneath him and the mental bond between them both*
EnsTren: Seto: *very still, not seized up nor frozen. Just... still, absorbing the sensation, learning it, not quite judging it, simply getting the weight and feel of this new experience, as he did each time something new was introduced* *and slowly melts*
Edmondia: Seth: *feeling him relax, presses closer against him, pushing more insistantly into the kiss, gently rubbing their bodies together*
EnsTren: Seto: *still shuddering, feeling ill and sick but far more europhic as well* *he pauses each time Seth pushes his boundaries and then melts again*
Edmondia: Seth: *hesitates, pulls back, and searches his eyes* //Do you want me to stop?//
EnsTren: Seto: *looks back* /No, don't stop.../ *wants to make him happy, he can tolerate this* /Just... still condoms./
Edmondia: Seth: *shakes his head* //No, little light, my pants are staying right where they are - this is for you.// *grinds against him for emphasis*
EnsTren: Seto: *groans loudly and clings tighter to him* /W-wha-why?/
Edmondia: Seth: *tenderly* //Because you deserve better than this, pretty light. Because I want to see you crying with pleasure, not pain. Because I love you.// *moves against him again, tangling his fingers in his hair*
EnsTren: Seto: *his eyes well up, pain gripping his heart, but it doesn't hurt hurt, he doesn't understand it, he's full of this tender glowing feeling that he doesn't know the word for but makes his chest, his heart hurt and his eyes cry*
Edmondia: Seth: *gazes at him adoringly, his own eyes suspiciously bright as he continues to move against him* //I love you so much, my light... I love you so much more than you can ever know...//
EnsTren: Seto: *it tightens around his heart and there are more tears in his eyes*
Edmondia: Seth: *continues his ministrations, leaning down to lick away his tears* //I love you, pretty light, I love you and I love you and I love you...//
EnsTren: Seto: *can't stop crying and he hates it, loves it, craves it*
Edmondia: Seth: *his hands wander down his omote's sides and carefully lifts his legs, wrapping them around his waist, bending down to press a deep kiss to his lips* //I'll do anything to make you smile, to make you happy, to give you pleasure...//
EnsTren: Seto: *part of it wonders if that all there is, but another part of him knows that that is deep and they can only go deeper when he is healed* /Love you... too... Never thought I'd have this./
Edmondia: Seth: *sucks gently on his tongue, slim hands dancing over his thighs, brushing past him* //...you deserve more than I can give you, my pretty one... I will die for you, I will live for you, I will kill for you... I will do anything for you.//
EnsTren: Seto: /Don't need anything from you but YOU./ *whimpers softly, not pain but pleasure and confusion as his nerves have no idea what to say to his brain.*
Edmondia: Seth: *rocks against him, pressing kisses against his flushed skin, palming his stomach and thighs* //...do you like this?// *thrusts over him, a little more roughly* //Does it... does it feel better like this?//
EnsTren: Seto: *pulls his arms in on his chest and clenches the bedding* /Ye-ees../ *soft keening whining sound, mewling as tears come to his eyes from pleasure, legs parting and back arching* /M-more!/
Edmondia: Seth: *pulls him into a messy kiss, lightly raking his nails down the sensitive skin of his legs, rocking harder against him* //Gods - gods, you're so beautiful...//
EnsTren: Seto: /Love you, need... Ooohhh../ *strange doubling overlapping so much good feeling more than balancing the bad away*
Edmondia: Seth: *nips at his ear, his throat, his jaw, anything he hasn't touched, moving more quickly now, pulling him closer every way that he can, hands roaming his lower body greedily*
Edmondia: Seth: //I want you to feel like this all the time... I want to do this to you every time we make love...//
EnsTren: Seto: *moaning and heated, whispering to urge him on, faster, he feels as if this is borrowed time.* /loveyouloveloveloveyousomuchneedmorefasterbefore.../
EnsTren: Seto: *words are not at the forefront of his thoughts*
Edmondia: Seth: *thrusts harder against him, speeding up, biting down on his shoulder and pushing him down harder into the mattress*
EnsTren: Seto: *moaning, feeling his world spiral into one light/dark point*
Edmondia: Seth: *slams against him, forcing a bruising kiss onto his mouth with a soft snarl* //Mine! My light! Mine!//
EnsTren: Seto: *perhaps the sentiments he would express would have been a mirror or acceptance of the fact Seth declared. Perhaps. As he existed now there was not enough higher brain function for such things.*
Edmondia: Seth: *growls against his mouth and slams more heavily against him, digging his hands into the bedclothes*
EnsTren: Seto: *moaning, his stomach clenching, friction and pleasure and something more but not less*
Edmondia: Seth: *rubbing roughly against him, stroking his skin, determined to make him scream*
EnsTren: Seto: *he moans, keens, weeps tears of pleasure for once, the tracks of them like diamonds or veins of silver in Alabaster*
Edmondia: Seth: *suddenly reaches an arm out, fumbles in the bedside drawer, and quickly coats his fingers in lube* *lifts Seto's hips move and manuvers his arm beneath his legs, gently sliding inside of him*
EnsTren: Seto: *tightens and screams for him, much pleasure, much surprise and, unfortunately pain.* *rears up off the bed and wraps his arms around him, shivering. Never having skin to skin contact inside, having no corresponding burst of pleasure from Seth's side to banish it*
Edmondia: Seth: *startled, pulls his hands back, then swiftly yanks Seto onto his lap, grinding him heavily against his lap and forcing a deep, drugging kiss to his lips*
EnsTren: Seto: *whimpering a little and then once again gives into the pleasure, letting it block out the surprised pain, erase it from the now and his memory*
Edmondia: Seth: *nips apologetically at his lips, grinding their hips together, trying to recenter his focus*
EnsTren: Seto: *whimpers a little bit but follows Seth's lead, opening back up and untensing for the pleasure*
Edmondia: Seth: *coos against his mouth, arching hard against him, making sure that they rub against each other*
EnsTren: Seto: *mews and his arms relax and he rubs back against him, lithe and naked*
Edmondia: Seth: *groans softly and claws at his back, breath coming roughly* //Gods - so gorgeous - pretty-light-mine-mine...//
Edmondia: Seth: *reaches down and cups his backside, pulling him down harder against him* //Love you - so much...//
EnsTren: Seto: *tightens up slightly at that and then calms, trusting and loving him so much to rub against him and let him try again*
Edmondia: Seth: *squeezes him gently, but makes no move to slip inside him again, continuing to rock against him and press kisses against his throat*
EnsTren: Seto: *making such pretty noises as he tips his head back*

EnsTren: (Seth is a good yami!)
Edmondia: (he is! I'm so proud of him! ^_^)
EnsTren: (Jou talked to me!)
Edmondia: (heh. what did he say?)
EnsTren: ("Damn, what th' hell happened to the bastard to mess 'im up enough that he and his Yami... Shit man, that ain't right.")
Edmondia: (*huggles him* Can always count on that boy for honesty.)
EnsTren: (and then he kinda kicked/scuffed the ground and didn't know if he should feel for Seto or not)
EnsTren: (and I think Anzu actually made a useful comment, if shallow, statement that made Jou think)
EnsTren: ("Oh my! I bet that's why he was always so mean to us and Yugi!")
EnsTren: (and then Jou, instead of just saying it, really wondered about how fucked up Seto was)
Edmondia: (doesn't surprise me - Jou-chan's very perceptive when it comes to emotions, I think - he's not a thinker, he's more intuitive)
Edmondia: (and Jou is Yugi's best friend - he's at least got a vague idea of what the relationship should be like)
EnsTren: (and even slimy bastard Seto Kaiba puking in the stalls is not part of it)
EnsTren: (what does Yami think of Seth getting many shiny things without him?)
Edmondia: (don't think he cares much. he was worried about his gold obsession in the past, remember? I think he may possess a vague fear for his sanity, though)
EnsTren: (should Seto give him shinies?)
Edmondia: (the results could be frightening)

Edmondia: "...why do my trenchcoats always flare up?"
EnsTren: "Magic."
Edmondia: "...I use magic to make my trenchcoats flare up?!"
EnsTren: "You used magic to make yourself look intimidating. Look at Atemu! His coat sticks out and it's short."
EnsTren: "See you have good sense of style so yours doesn't. Atemu always put on whatever was shiny and golden. The only reason why he gets away with it is the leather."
EnsTren: "Or maybe you just don't want people looking at your ass."
EnsTren: *pats said bottom* "Do what I did, have servants sew weights into the bottom hem."
Edmondia: "I don't want people looking at my ass! And... that's... wait. You did that?"
EnsTren: "Yes, it works too."
EnsTren: "Honestly though, maybe it would be a bad idea because the flaring coat is your trademark. Maybe just get a better tailored suit?"
EnsTren: "Something that flatters you, because I can't see your waist at all in that."
Edmondia: "If I do, will you stop bugging me about it?"
EnsTren: "Maybe."
Edmondia: "...I'll consider it."