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03.24.06 - Mastershipping: Go The Distance
Title: Go The Distance
Word Count: 479
Stuffage: I don't own Yuugioh. Yuugioh is not real. If it was, I would be dead right now.
Added Info: Mastershipping (Seto Kaiba & Ryuuji Otogi)
Warnings: Um. Implied yaoi?
A/N: I got inspired. I don't know from where, but... I did and... so this is what came of it. I don't write these two often - far too scared of ruining their character(s). However, I did manage to dabble this up.
~*~
"Are you sure you're ready?" It sounded like a whisper, but it couldn't have been. Emerald green eyes focused on the male in front of him and he took a deep breath; his hair tied back to keep it out of his face and mouth (or in an attempt, at least).
The CEO's eyes narrowed for a moment; blue eyes examining the other boy for a few moments before answering, "Yes." A single word reply for something so major - something so big. At least by many people's standards it could be considered as such.
Why turn back when they had gone this far? It would be ridiculous to simply stop after everything that had been done in order to get to this point.
If it had been another pair, there would have been obvious fear; except, with them, there was none. There might be lurking behind the gamer's eyes, but there were nothing close to that floating at the surface; nor for the brunette.
Their bodies were already close to each other and every safety precaution had already been taken care of and been made aware.
All that was left was to do it.
It wouldn't be that hard. Couldn't be. They had done everything they could to make sure that nothing could go wrong, so there was no reason to hesitate.
"Okay," Ryuuji finally stated as he leaned forwards and pressed his lips against Seto's; claiming, possessive and reassuring.
It was easily returned by Seto, but there was no more room for delay's.
"Okay," Seto repeated just before pulling Ryuuji as close as he could get and jumping - or falling - out of the plane. Normally, an instructor would have to be with them, but both of them had done this before - though alone. Never just the two of them. Never without someone else attached to them.
This time, it was just them.
Falling - or flying - in the air and attached to each other in a few ways, but also quite free. It was strange that they could feel both at the same time.
Their hair whipped about and there might have been laughter or words or promises that were said, but they were unheard - only seen and felt through the look in each other's eyes or the trust that they had in something that could be potentially fatal.
Everything was done on time and according to plan, even if Ryuuji hesitated in an attempt to have some further fun, as they sailed through the air, caught by their parachutes being released and landing on the ground - harder than they had expected; too lost in each other's eyes and thoughts by that point.
Relaxing and catching their breath, Ryuuji finally shouted, "We have to do that again!" Only after a short pause and laughter did he add, "Except, next time, I get control."
Word Count: 479
Stuffage: I don't own Yuugioh. Yuugioh is not real. If it was, I would be dead right now.
Added Info: Mastershipping (Seto Kaiba & Ryuuji Otogi)
Warnings: Um. Implied yaoi?
A/N: I got inspired. I don't know from where, but... I did and... so this is what came of it. I don't write these two often - far too scared of ruining their character(s). However, I did manage to dabble this up.
~*~
"Are you sure you're ready?" It sounded like a whisper, but it couldn't have been. Emerald green eyes focused on the male in front of him and he took a deep breath; his hair tied back to keep it out of his face and mouth (or in an attempt, at least).
The CEO's eyes narrowed for a moment; blue eyes examining the other boy for a few moments before answering, "Yes." A single word reply for something so major - something so big. At least by many people's standards it could be considered as such.
Why turn back when they had gone this far? It would be ridiculous to simply stop after everything that had been done in order to get to this point.
If it had been another pair, there would have been obvious fear; except, with them, there was none. There might be lurking behind the gamer's eyes, but there were nothing close to that floating at the surface; nor for the brunette.
Their bodies were already close to each other and every safety precaution had already been taken care of and been made aware.
All that was left was to do it.
It wouldn't be that hard. Couldn't be. They had done everything they could to make sure that nothing could go wrong, so there was no reason to hesitate.
"Okay," Ryuuji finally stated as he leaned forwards and pressed his lips against Seto's; claiming, possessive and reassuring.
It was easily returned by Seto, but there was no more room for delay's.
"Okay," Seto repeated just before pulling Ryuuji as close as he could get and jumping - or falling - out of the plane. Normally, an instructor would have to be with them, but both of them had done this before - though alone. Never just the two of them. Never without someone else attached to them.
This time, it was just them.
Falling - or flying - in the air and attached to each other in a few ways, but also quite free. It was strange that they could feel both at the same time.
Their hair whipped about and there might have been laughter or words or promises that were said, but they were unheard - only seen and felt through the look in each other's eyes or the trust that they had in something that could be potentially fatal.
Everything was done on time and according to plan, even if Ryuuji hesitated in an attempt to have some further fun, as they sailed through the air, caught by their parachutes being released and landing on the ground - harder than they had expected; too lost in each other's eyes and thoughts by that point.
Relaxing and catching their breath, Ryuuji finally shouted, "We have to do that again!" Only after a short pause and laughter did he add, "Except, next time, I get control."