prince of nothing.

What the heck is up my guys who missed me

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sexanax

dont catch feelings you’ll die

#f a c t

@ogyve

Ryo raised his chin to allow Kaiba better access to examine his neck, “I’m fine.. It didn’t hurt a lot.” he offered a small smile. “I mainly just.. Couldn’t breath. But It’s fine, really!”

Ryo gave a reassuring hum, gently brushing back some of Seto’s hair, “I’m not afraid.. Because I know moments like right now exist. Inside you’re a good and beautiful person.. I wouldn’t leave you…” he paid no mind to the tightened grip on his thigh. He trusted Seto, despite all of the red flags.

“That’s a lie…you don’t really think that…” He frowned, but leaned into the others touch. He slid his hand up the others thigh till it rested on his backside. He used it to keep holding the other close to him. “You know that…I’d hurt you again. I’d keep hurting you…till eventually you get fed up with me…but…” He leaned in, kissing him hard. “…I’m not going to let you leave…no one else will ever be allowed to have you…”

Ryo knew he should be terrified…. How familiar all of this sounded.. He should feel sick, he should push away and run, but no.. His arms wrapped around Kaiba, his cheeks tinted pink and his heart raced with excitement, “I wouldn’t want anyone else…” he murmured against the brunets lips, “And I’d never get sick or fed up.”

Ryo Bakura… Had never been good at keeping himself safe. He was self sacrificial, too forgiving…. And he deemed himself weak. He never truly saw thebfighter that he really was.

“I love you.. ~”

Seto reaches up, gripping the others chin tight. He'd allow him to kiss him, but once he was done Seto shoved him back hard till Ryous back hit a wall. "Good boy..." He whispered, forcing his head up to look at him. "...I love you too, Bakura..." He murmured, moving his own hands down to grip Ryous waist. Slowly, he started lifting his shirt up, exposing the others chest. "...I want to see you...all of you..."

@ogyve

Ryo raised his chin to allow Kaiba better access to examine his neck, “I’m fine.. It didn’t hurt a lot.” he offered a small smile. “I mainly just.. Couldn’t breath. But It’s fine, really!”

Ryo gave a reassuring hum, gently brushing back some of Seto’s hair, “I’m not afraid.. Because I know moments like right now exist. Inside you’re a good and beautiful person.. I wouldn’t leave you…” he paid no mind to the tightened grip on his thigh. He trusted Seto, despite all of the red flags.

"That's a lie...you don't really think that..." He frowned, but leaned into the others touch. He slid his hand up the others thigh till it rested on his backside. He used it to keep holding the other close to him. "You know that...I'd hurt you again. I'd keep hurting you...till eventually you get fed up with me...but..." He leaned in, kissing him hard. "...I'm not going to let you leave...no one else will ever be allowed to have you..."

@ogyve

Ryo raised his chin to allow Kaiba better access to examine his neck, “I’m fine.. It didn’t hurt a lot.” he offered a small smile. “I mainly just.. Couldn’t breath. But It’s fine, really!”

Seto glanced down, examining him closely. Once he was satisfied, he stepped away and moved to go get a blanket for the smaller male. He brought it over and drapped it over Ryous shoulders. “…Ryou, I…” He looked down, bangs covering his eyes. “…perhaps you’ll…stay the night with me?” He looked up, trying not to look upset. He was having trouble keeping his emotions in check. “Will you come sit on the couch with me? Maybe…we can talk…”

Lacing his fingers with Seto’s, Ryo nodded, “Yeah~ Let’s go sit down. Maybe we can put on some music, drink some wine, and relax while we talk, how does that sound?”

He wanted to make Seto happy.

He nodded, heading over toward the couch. He sat beside the other, moving to lean against him. "I'm just...I didn't mean to hurt you, Bakura...or scare you..." His hand fell to the others thigh, rubbing him softly. "...why do you let me hurt you? Aren't you afraid? Why don't you leave me?" He tensed at that, gripping the others thigh tight. As if afraid he was going to leave right then and there.

@ogyve

Ryo raised his chin to allow Kaiba better access to examine his neck, “I’m fine.. It didn’t hurt a lot.” he offered a small smile. “I mainly just.. Couldn’t breath. But It’s fine, really!”

Seto glanced down, examining him closely. Once he was satisfied, he stepped away and moved to go get a blanket for the smaller male. He brought it over and drapped it over Ryous shoulders. "...Ryou, I..." He looked down, bangs covering his eyes. "...perhaps you'll...stay the night with me?" He looked up, trying not to look upset. He was having trouble keeping his emotions in check. "Will you come sit on the couch with me? Maybe...we can talk..."

scorpiofactsdaily

Nobody can betray your trust if you never trusted them in the first place

ogyve:

Seth frowned at that, blushing at the embarrassment of misunderstanding. He looked away, turning to his phone to make a call to Roland, and then send a text to Mokuba. It was mostly used as a distraction, trying to gather his thoughts. “We do?” He leaned back against his kitchen counter, dark blue eyes regarding him curiously. “…you make it sound so serious, Atem. Forgive me if I was under….the wrong impression…” He did feel embarrassed, but now he had his guard up again. If this wasn’t a date, then it’d be treated like a meeting. Formal and reserved.

Atem could see the switch almost immediately and he shook his head. “No, no none of that either.” He chided gently. “I want you to be my friend.” He was well aware that to this day Seto had no idea what that meant. While Yuugi and the gang tired, no one every truly got there with him. That was going to change. “So get your business face off and start the damn coffee.”

Atem opened the fridge and began to rummage about like he owned it. “I’ll find something for us to eat that won’t have me burning down the house.” He promised pulling vegetables and things from the fridge. A stir fry, he could do that. It was simply enough. “What meat do you have?” He asked tugging the freezer open to peer into it.

“...I...don’t eat much meat...” He didn’t eat much in general. And the meals he did eat were usually eaten out. “...I have a turkey breast in the fridge...” That was really it, besides some milk and cheese, and fruits and vegetables.

He started the coffee, putting the water in a machine as well as the coffee beans into a grinder. It could be heard in the background as Seth turned back to Atem, his expression unchanged. “...always so bossy...even in my own home...” He commented, staring at the other. “...Friend?” He questioned, frowning. “...don’t bother...”

#duelingdestiny

ogyve:

Seto blinked at the other, his cheeks turning a faint tint of pink. “…I…certainly…I can send Roland away…” He said softly. “…I…don’t mind at all…making you coffee…” He shifted just a bit, trying to understand Atem’s intentions. “…is this a date then, Atem? Shall I send Mokuba away for the evening as well? I…I don’t have any other plans…” He paused for a moment, his gaze darkening. “…I’m all yours…if you’d like…”

Atem shut that down as quickly as possible. “I don’t mind you sending Roland away and even Mokuba as we have much to talk about, Seto.” He shook his head, eyes locking with the CEO’s. “But this is not a date and there will be no dates for a long time coming. I want to know you before anything happens between us. I care about you and I’m not going to ruin this by you not understanding how things have to work between us.” He looked away. “If we can’t come to an agreement, then we can’t continue forward.”

Seth frowned at that, blushing at the embarrassment of misunderstanding. He looked away, turning to his phone to make a call to Roland, and then send a text to Mokuba. It was mostly used as a distraction, trying to gather his thoughts. “We do?” He leaned back against his kitchen counter, dark blue eyes regarding him curiously. “...you make it sound so serious, Atem. Forgive me if I was under....the wrong impression...” He did feel embarrassed, but now he had his guard up again. If this wasn’t a date, then it’d be treated like a meeting. Formal and reserved.

#duelingdestiny

ogyve:

“I pay Roland for a reason…” He murmured, glancing over to Atem. It would be rude of him to make his guest eat alone. Seto did feel rather bad about that…but normally if he wasn’t hungry his guests didn’t question him. So Atems persistence had him taken aback. “It’s…I guess…if you so desire…” He frowned, feeling the vehicle pull to a stop outside. “…I’ll have someone make something for us…” He sighed, getting out to open the door for the other. His eyes studied Atem, watching every movement of his lithe body.

“THAT man needs a vacation.” Atem said shaking his head. “I want YOU to make me coffee.” He grinned and looked up at Seto. “Is that too much to ask? That you do something personal for me?” After all he was here because Seto asked for him. “In fact…why don’t you send Roland home for the evening and let us just enjoy the company of each other?”

Atem as even willing to go a step further. “I’ll cook dinner.” He wasn’t the best cook, but honestly he wanted to be closer to Seto. These kind of things would aid in that. “Do you have any plans for tonight?” He asked tilting his head. Atem was trying ask in a sideways manner if Seto was planning on working while he was there.

Seto blinked at the other, his cheeks turning a faint tint of pink. “...I...certainly...I can send Roland away...” He said softly. “...I...don’t mind at all...making you coffee...” He shifted just a bit, trying to understand Atem’s intentions. “...is this a date then, Atem? Shall I send Mokuba away for the evening as well? I...I don’t have any other plans...” He paused for a moment, his gaze darkening. “...I’m all yours...if you’d like...”

#duelingdestiny

Anyone interested in a harry potter verse???

ogyve:

Seto felt the car pull to a stop, and he tensed at the question. No doubt Atem was asking on purpose, because he was certain he knew the answer already. “Excellent…Roland makes good coffee…” He murmured, trying to keep himself talking. He didn’t want Atem to bring up his diet. He wasn’t interested in talking about food…he wanted to avoid the subject. “Do you like it black? Milk? What sort?” He moved to open the others car door, leading him inside his large estate and inside a pristine, open living room. “…if you’d like food, I can certainly get something for you, but…” He turned away, heading to the kitchen. He only wanted to keep his expression hidden from Atem’s. “…I’m not hungry.”

“Can’t YOU make coffee?” Atem asked curiously. Surely the great Seto Kaiba could do at least THAT for himself? “Black. Nothing fancy.” He answered and looked away. Unless it was fall then Atem had a rather sad addiction to pumpkin spice lattes. Still he would never admit to liking such a drink. “I’d like to eat with you.” Atem answered honestly. “You don’t have to have much, just. It’s strange to eat by oneself, Seto. So would you do me the honor of sharing a meal?” Seto needed to eat dammit and Atem would pull out whatever guilt trip he had to in order to get him to do so.”