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Mokuba: Hell yeah I’m a heartbreaker 👉👉

Also Mokuba: gay panic intensifies

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051. If they knew they would die tomorrow, what would they do today?

"If I knew I was gonna die tomorrow?" Mokuba's mouth pulled down to one side, teeth worrying his helix. "I dunno. Is it like. Fortold fate or like, a medical prognosis or? I guess it depends on the nature of the 'gonna die' part. I'd probably be finding a way to subvert life's expectations and not die." He laughed, but his eyes still bore concern. "I dunno. But uh. If it was seriously unavoidable I--I'd wanna see Seto. Just... One last time. Say goodbye properly. Y'know?"

[seth--kaiba]

“Where am I...?”

Meme I  YOUR MUSE WAS IN AN ACCIDENT AND WAS OUT COLD FOR NEARLY A WEEK. SEND “WHERE AM I…?” FOR YOUR MUSE TO WAKE UP IN THE HOSPITAL WITH MY MUSE BY THEIR SIDE.

The intense blue color of the CEO's pupils held firm on Mokuba. Who knows how long it had been since the last time they saw each other, how long had it been? long enough to see that his little offspring had reached his shoulder?.

He could still see the snow fall through the window and hear the silence of the room adorned with just a couple of sounds from the ventilation. Keeping his composure firm on the edge of the bed and his thoughts appeased. It could have stayed like this for longer until finally, the first words of the other began to rise throughout the room.

   “Mokuba...You finally wake up“. Seto could not contain himself anymore and immediately approached to surround him in his arms asking for forgiveness for what had happened.

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'' Is the gremlin making some trouble today? '' for mokuba.

"Nah man, just been sulkin' n my studio all day. Painting won't turn out the way I really want it to and it's been bumming me out."

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How about penetration while having a sword or dagger upto your throat. Dirty talk. Rough, commanding, dominating.

"Oh my god." His pen slipped from his fingers after a sudden fumble and he slapped the sketchbook on his desk with a dull thwap, turning to the grey being with a wide-eyed expression. His blush had spread over the bridge of his nose.

"Excuse you!"

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So swordplay with fingers in your ass, gotcha

He snorted but his cheeks betrayed him, flushing slightly. "Yeah well. Shuddup." He coukd think of.... Several scenarios.

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It is so a sword kink! You want to get pinned down with a sword up to your throat and a sword/knife handle up your ass.

"See the first part you are spot the fuck on," Mokuba replied languidly, erasing a few graphite marks and resketching them in pen a little differently. Grey eyes looked over at an equally grey form. "But the second part is entirely, wholly, completely wrong."

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So about that sword handle up butts-

"It's not a sword kink fuckoff." He's just straight up ignoring the grey while he sits in his computer chair, fringe clipped out of his eyes with two red crossed bobby pins, end of a pen resting against his lip as he looks over the sketchbook lying against his propped up knees.