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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Yu-Gi-Oh!
  Relationship:
      Pharaoh_Atem/Priest_Seto
  Character:
      Pharaoh_Atem, Priest_Seto
  Additional Tags:
      Blow_Jobs, Frottage
  Collections:
      The_Third_Rare_Ship_Swap
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-04-09 Words: 1051
****** I live but to serve you, my Pharaoh ******
by kazesuke
Summary
     He was always kneeling before him whether public or private it made
     no difference. He always aimed to please his Pharaoh.
Notes
     Beta: The usual~
     Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! and its characters belong to Kazuki Takahashi.
     Author's Note: I hope you enjoy the unashamed smut!
Atem was beautiful, he’s a God so he should be, Set mused, the quiet thought
crossing his mind as he worked his tongue along the sensitive underside of the
cock he was worshipping. He drew up slightly and flicked his tongue over the
head, eliciting a soft moan from his Pharaoh, followed by a loud groan of his
name as he quickly took every inch of cock he could down his throat in a rapid,
fluid motion.
Set groaned as fingers tangled in his hair, tugging just enough to serve as a
guide, and pulled him off as his Pharaoh silently requested to last a bit
longer. “Too much for you, Pharaoh~?” he purred, voice dipping into even lower
registers than normal after the rough friction of his Pharaoh's cock against
his sensitive throat. Set relished the burn when he swallowed, loved the
feeling of service. He licked his lips, taking his time to wet every inch. The
action was lewd, inappropriate before a God, unless the God was just as bad.
Atem drew a deep breath to calm his fluttering heart and answered with a smirk
directed down at him while he regained his composure, running his fingers
through thick, brown hair. “I simply wish to enjoy your company more, Set. Do
you really want this over with so quickly~?”
Set's lips twitched into a smirk of his own. He had never unwillingly come to
bed with the Prince, now Pharaoh, though it had perhaps first crossed his mind
that to begin with the young Prince was testing him. At the time of the offer,
Set had thought that he was damned either way. Refuse and he offended the
future Pharaoh, a God. Accept and he risked being thrown out of court for
accepting a position beneath his status.
But Atem had given a little, coy smirk and upped the ante, made it a game, so
Set knew all too well that in fact his options were open.
“Well Set?” Atem asked, a touch of impatience in his voice. Set knew how to
read him, knew when he was pushing his luck just too far.
“I am simply your servant, dear Pharaoh and provide pleasure as you demand.
Either through gesture or words.” Set hummed in reply, seemingly unconcerned
but still smug and obnoxious all the same. He carried his arrogance in his
eyes, his strict posture, whether he was naked and on his knees or commanding
in court.
That very arrogance made their play so much better; equality, or even a show of
it, was preferable to servile sycophancy. Atem tugged him up by his hair,
eliciting a growl from his favourite Priest before their mouths met in a heated
kiss. Like everything between them it was a battle for dominance that involved
Set pushing and testing the limits of his station before backing down. For the
moment, at least.
Set pulled back once Pharaoh was done with their kissing. He didn’t like to
multi task when it came to removing their clothes. Atem wasn’t sure if it was
Set trying to embarrass him, that he just liked to undress a flushed, panting
Atem or if it was just that it was kind of impossible to take their clothes off
whilst attached.
Set had regained that smug look as he slowly removed Atem’s finery, working his
way down the younger man’s body. He even went so far as to draw every single
ring one by one from the fingers they rested on and set them aside. Set’s
fingers brushed down to Atem’s calves, removing the gold there before his lips
retraced the path his fingers had taken. He licked and sucked on the skin,
picking out sensitive spots that had long since been learned.
“Set-“ Atem hissed impatiently, squirming against soft sheets. He was still
impossibly hard, cock straining against his belly, dribbling and desperate.
“As impatient as ever I see,” Set murmured, hands resting on Atem’s hips and
sliding up his chest, deliberately ignoring his cock.
Atem groaned, breath hitching as fingers deftly pinched and tugged at his
nipples. Soft sounds of pleasure dropped from his lips as he arched up wantonly
into the touches, silently begging Set for more.
Set always liked to ignore him though, liked to disobey just to tease and
torment him. Atem’s fingers tangled in Set’s hair, tugging and making his
impatience known as that wickedly clever mouth kissed, teased and licked the
Pharaoh’s neck.
Set rocked his hips down against Atem’s their hard cocks rubbing together and
eliciting moans from the both of them. Atem watched as Set’s eyelids slid half
shut, gaze burning with desire fixed on his Pharaoh with lust as they writhed
and rocked against one another.
Atem happily let his eyes shut, he was so close, so worked up from earlier and
now with all of Set’s teasing… He could barely stand it.
He whimpered and whined when Set slowed again. “S – Set – please-!” Despite
being a Pharaoh he was hardly above begging. “Please – just let me come-“ Atem
breathed.
Set silenced a surprised gasp from him when his lips met his in a bruising
kiss. As Atem made to grip his Priest’s shoulders with his hands, Set caught
them with a deft trick learned from years of practice and pressed them down
into the bed. Their fingers tangled together as Set’s hips twitched and sped up
in their rocking again. Atem was hardly surprised to find himself making those
desperate sounds once more, smirking into the kiss as he wrapped his legs
around Set’s thighs.
He was so close now, they both were and Set was finally willing to relinquish
his control, to let Atem orgasm. Set gasped and moaned just as desperately as
Atem when his Pharaoh came, pulsing and spurting against his own cock. It was
enough to push him over the edge, the both of them continuing to rut against
each other until they were too sensitive and spent.
Set carefully lowered himself down onto the bed, neither of them caring about
the mess they’d made as Atem curled up against his Priest. “You’re a – terrible
tease, Set.” he murmured and Set only smirked response.
“As you wish, Pharaoh~”
Atem snorted. “I most certainly do not wish.” But they both knew he was lying.
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