Title: Prideshipping Drabbles
Author: bnomiko
Rating: R
Pairing(s): Seto x Yami
Spoilers: none
Warnings: swearing
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh! is the creation of Kazuki Takahashi. This is a not-for-profit fanwork and I do not own any of these characters.
Summary: Take five randomly assigned words (in this case, dog, hamster, chicken, lunch, scissors) and write a short based on each one. Written for KnY's - LiveJournal Challenge.
Status: 1 / 1
Archived at: http://www.phenixsol.com/Miko/FF/

This is a MILD YAOI fic (male x male sexual situations). If you are offended by homosexual relationships, please do not read this. Flames will be disregarded

Setup for this fic:

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Prideshipping Drabbles

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#1 - Dog

"Let's play a game," Yami said as he strolled casually into Seto's home office.

"A game?"

"Give me a random word... and I'll bet I can think up a sexual connotation for it."

"Don't tell me you're horny again. We already went at it twice today."

"Just a word. One word. You know you want to."

"Fine." Blue eyes locked onto crimson. "Dog."

"Pfft. That's easy. Doggie style."

"Hn." Seto went back to his typing.

"Did you know..."


"... Nevermind."

"If you were about to say that that's Jou's favorite position..."

"Uh... NO. I only know that it's mine."

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#2 - Hamster

"So... what are you watching, Seto?"

"'American Gigolo.'"

Yami cocked his head. "That actor looks familiar..."

"Him? Richard Gere?"

"Ah, yes! Aibou once told me a funny story about him getting a hamster stuck up his butt."

Seto rolled his eyes. "It was a gerbil, not a hamster."

"What's the difference?"

"Gerbils have long tails, hamsters have a stubby one."

"Oh. So gerbils make better sex toys, then?"

"Fuck no... YAMI!"

They sat in silence for a long moment.

"So why didn't he pull it out by its tail then?"

"I don't know! Why do you ask me these things?!"

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#3 - Chicken

Seto practically sprang out of his chair when Yami suddenly walked into the bedroom unannounced.

"Oh... I'm sorry, did I walk in on something?" the former Pharaoh asked with a wicked smirk.

"No, course not!" The brunette hastily yanked his boxers up and kicked something resembling a tissue box under the chair. "Uh... is dinner almost... ready?"


"And... what are we having?"

Yami leaned over his lover and breathed, "Chicken."


"Yes, chicken. As in fowl, bird, poultry. Not as in the thing you were choking just a few seconds ago."

"I wasn't choking a chi... God damn it!"

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#4 - Lunch

Every weekday, precisely at noon, Yami went to Kaiba Corp's corporate headquarters. And every day, he brought a brown paper lunch bag with him.

Seto's secretary thought Yami was too sweet.

Seto thought Yami was too horny.

"So, what's in the bag today, Yami? Another butt plug? A gag? Flavored condoms?"

Yami slid onto his lover's lap and began unbuttoning Seto's dress shirt, purring, "Nipplicious Nipple Arousal Gel in Big Banana flavor."

Seto quirked a brow.

"Don't give me that look, Seto. It's not like you eat lunch anyways."

"But there's no reason why you should deprive yourself, right?"


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#5 - Scissors

"The scissors! Where the fuck are the scissors!?"

"Aren't they in the bathroom? In the top drawer? Argh! My hands are going numb!"

"Shit! No, they aren't there! Fuck, I'm sorry, I'll... I'll chew through the rope if I have to!"

"What?! Geez, just... go to the kitchen and grab a knife or something!"

Seto ran out the door and was back in less than a minute with a knife. Still panting heavily, he threw himself onto the bed and began sawing through the cords restraining Yami's wrists. When the rope finally gave way, both teens gave a huge sigh of relief.

"Are you okay?" Seto asked, carefully examining Yami's abraded wrists.

"I'll survive. You tie the worst knots, I swear."

The brunette made a face. "I guess you'll be wanting those padded handcuffs and clip-on restraints sooner rather than later."

"Most definitely. But... thanks for cutting me loose, Seto."

"Hn. Like I was going to leave you tied up like that. Now how am I going to explain this to Mokuba?"

"What do you mean?"

"He was laughing when he saw me running naked up the stairs with a knife..."

"Ahh. Well... tell him we were practicing... safe sex?"

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August 5, 2005