Kaiba almost leapt out of his skin at the pat on the knee, a certain part of his anatomy attempting to leap up in interest as the touch was almost scalding. He was over-sensitive he discovered and was quickly realising he needed to get out of here. He knew whatever was going on with him was not natural right now, and Pegasus... well he believed he wasn't the kind to play those sorts of games and...
Then he saw that smug smirk and he just knew what was going on. Zeigfried and the chocolates, and he had obviously been intending to seduce Pegasus while they were alone. But if he pointed the finger, then he would just laugh it off and he'd lose face. The bastard, evil little git. One day he would get his. He swallowed hard, battling what was in his blood stream as best he could.
"Its going well enough. Alpha phase testing of the new equipment threw up some unanticipated issues, but they were easily enough resolved and we are well into the beta testing phase."
"Really, and how are you handling the signal degradation that leads to the hazing on the duelling field sometimes." Zeigfried asked all eyes and innocence, well aware that Kaiba wanted out of this room as fast as possible.
"A custom designed polymer coating on the fibre optics." Kaiba replied coolly. "One that will not see release to the general world market for a while."
Not until he had it patented in every way he could so he made money off it.
Pegasus had kept his hand resting on Kaibas leg and as the man talked he was absently stroking back and forth over the soft fuzzy pink fabric with his thumb. He nodded attentively to everything Kaiba was saying, only hazily aware of what all the tech talk meant coming from the pink little bunny beside him. "Mmmm, as long as you know what you're doing... you always sound so very sure of everything. So very stoic, and firm. I like that about you, you know. That, you know, you-ness." Pegasus had stopped fanning himself and slid to one side, kaibas side, so that he was all but leaning against his shoulder where he could snuggle into his plushy warmth. He actually giggled a little bit but then had the decency to look slightly worried. "Ah, I'm sorry. I don't think I can get up. But you don't mind being a pillow, do you Kaiba-boi? You are dressed well enough for it!" Pegasus wrapped both his arms around the closest of Kaibas arms and hugged onto him.
Kaiba swore that if Pegasus was in on this and was doing what he was doing to make it worse, he would wring his scrawny little neck for him. The soft stroking of his thumb was sending shocks down his spine, and then...Kami-sama was he really flirting with him?
He did a quick check of the number of choclates in the box and... bloody hell, Pegasus had to have had one, and that explained the touchy feely and almost flirting. He probably didn't realise he was doing it. He had to try and tune out what he was saying, because that, accompanied by the way he was snuggling into his side were giving him visions and the desire to pin him down and ravage the pretty thing in petticoats and lace that was hugging his arm.
Pegasus' gender was a distant concern. He was right there, looking shockingly pretty, and he wanted to do all sorts of carnal things to what appeared to be a warm and willing body. It was only a slight comfort to know that the raging desire was not natural and would fade when his body burned out whatever drug was in his system.
"I already said I am not a cuddly toy." He groused, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
He had to get Pegasus off him, give himself room to breathe.
"Don't be like that Kaiba-boi. I know you can be cuddly if you try!"
Pegasus was playing with one of the floppy ears now and all but breathing against Kaibas neck. If the other man moved away from him he'd probably fall right off the couch he was leaning on him so completely.
"You're always so tense, there's no one else around for miles but me and Ziggy! If you just relaxed a little it would do you a world of good!"
He tried to get his hands on Kaibas shoulders and massage him. He was trying to be helpful in his own annoyingly clingy and slightly drunk way.
Croquet was back and back to glaring. He knew something was off and if Kaiba didn't make a break for it soon he'd have to find a way to drag his Master off to the safety of his bed. Things were getting much too cozy for a tea party.
Kaiba managed not to groan as Pegasus was so damned close. He probably could be cuddly in the right circumstances, but this was not the right circumstances, both at the mercy of whatever concoction the chocolates were laced with.
Yes damn it he was tense, he was trying not to embarrass himself, though admittedly Pegasus' antics did hide a fair deal from his camp. Though the smug smirk from Ziggy was back to being a death glare of jealousy right now. But that was no comfort for once.
"I'll relax better in my own clothes." An excuse to change would do him good. "As would you no doubt."
Then came the rescue he needed, a clearing of a throat. Isono... he really could kiss him right about now.
"I am sorry to interrupt, but an urgent call came for you Mr Kaiba, one that I believe you will want to take."
He didn't care who it was, it could wait long enough for him to be coming down from whatever this was, but he was getting out of here. He took Pegasus by the shoulders to help sit him up on the couch again.
"Excuse me, duty calls."
He was out of the room like a scalded cat, something which only made Zeigfried happy, seeing as it was the two of them now. Oh, and Croquet, if only he could get rid of him too.
Pegasus looked slightly surprised when Kaiba took him by the shoulders and positioned him back on his side of the couch as if he really were just a doll. It was a forceful but perfectly natural thing to do, and yet it sent a spike of heat coiling through Pegasus stomach, and lower, which made his cinnamon eye go wide and his breath all but stop in a gasp.
He was left sitting there looking after Kaibas rapidly retreating form, wondering just what that had been all about and why he so desperately missed the feel of him against him.
Isono was rather shocked as Kaiba was marching back to the beach house at a pace, rattling out orders that he was going to call whoever it was back as soon as he was feeling more himself, and that everyone, and he meant everyone was to leave the little cottage and wait outside till he said otherwise. If anyone asked for him he was indisposed. he was into the cottage the door slammed behind him and into the bathroom so fast he was a pink velour blur. he couldn't get out of clothes fast enough and under the spray of the shower turned down as cold as it went, groaning in relief as it gave him some ease from the heat inside him.
Meanwhile, Zeigfried was smoothly shifting to sit beside Pegasus on the couch. He was obviously feeling the influence, and primed for things.
"Oh dear, Seto never has understood the concept of a work to life balance has he? Well whatever it is, I do hope its nothing serious."
If it wasn't he'd give him something serious to worry about that was for sure.
"Still, I'll keep you company. maybe he'll come back." He said, resting his hand on Pegasus' knee, smiling at him charmingly.
Kaiba wouldn't be back, not for a long while given how he was reacting.
"I'm sorry Ziegfried, but I think it's time I followed dear Setos advice and changed out of this outfit. As pretty as it is, I think it's making me unwell."
Pegasus put his own hand over Ziegfrieds on his knee and politely moved it off. Croquet was at Pegasus side in an instant, offering a hand to help him up. He moaned softly with his other hand at his waist. It took a lot more effort than Pegasus thought it would just to get back on his feet.
Zeigfried all but pouted, but he hadn't given up yet.
"Oh I am so sorry. Perhaps I can help. We can help you to your room and I can help you out of it. I know there are many pieces, and perhaps once we get the corset off you, you'd feel better." he suggested.
And he would be with him in private quarters, maybe with Croquet gone too. Then he could make his move.
Pegasus let Croquet help him towards the door. He felt a little bad for running out on Ziegfried and if he wanted to come along, well, it was a bit unorthadox, but he was the expert on dresses after all.
"Sir, if you are so uncomfortable I can cut the laces here and now."
"Heavens no Croquet! Don't be silly! What if Ziggy-boi here wants the dress back, why I'm sure he put so much thought into it, it could be reused somehow?"
He stopped and waited for Ziegfried to catch up and give them an answer. Normally Pegasus probably would have agreed and stomped on the thing once it was off for good measure the garments were causing him such pain, but not when the designer was still in the room.
Zeigfried was not far behind, of course he wasn't, not with an invitation like that! He did glare at Croquet as he suggested the laces could be cut. They could be replaced of course, but such an action would render his presence and assistance moot.
"Of course it can be. I am sure some girl somewhere would like to attempt to look as lovely as you. Though I doubt anyone could do it justice the way you do."
He followed along close by eagerly, itching to get his hands on Pegasus with any excuse he had. Considering what was in his system, every touch should make him desire more.
Almost out the door Pegasus paused and looked back. "Oops, almost forgot the chocolates!"
He went back and plucked the shiny little box up from amidst the table of sweets and then they were off down the long plush carpeted hallways to Pegasus bedroom.
"Oh, there's only three left, would you like one Ziggy?"
He offered as they went, Croquet sighing all the way at his Masters childishness. He was not happy that the pink haired lolita was coming with them, but he trusted his master would shoo him out when they were done with the outer parts. As many layers as pegasus was wearing there was a lot to peel off before you could glimpse skin.
Zeigfried's eyes widened as Pegasus went back for the chocolates. Well he was not going to argue if Pegasus added fuel to the fire. Though as he was offered one he laughed it off.
"Oh no, you enjoy my friend. I can have plenty when I get home, so I'll not deprive you of your treat."
Though he did hope they could lose Croquet in the proceedings. A little more chocolate, a little less clothing... Pegasus would be ripe to be seduced he judged.
Pegasus gave a smile and popped one into his mouth.
"I was just thinking about our trip, have you ever seen any broadway musicals before Ziggy? They don't have too many in Europe, do they? New York is the place for that, we'll have to look up what's playing. My favourite has always been Phantom of the Opera. My wife loved the music from that one."
As they walked along, and as Pegasus talked, he'd automatically polished off the candies and handed the empty box to Croquet. By the time they were pushing open the carved mahogany doors to his room Pegasus was feeling extremly light headed. But it didn't stop him from turning to Croquet and asking him;
"Do you think kaiba-boi will be staying for dinner? Go and see if he needs us to arrange a chopper to the mainland or if he'll be here another night?"
Croquet didn't like leaving Pegasus alone. He could see how pale he was getting even with the make-up. In his opinion he needed rest, but at least getting rid of kaiba was solving half that problem.
"Get some sleep Master Pegasus. I will leave Kemo outside if you find you need any help. And I will return for Mr. VonShroider shortly."
He gave the german his customary stony glare as he exited the room. He never quite looked hostile the way Kaiba did, but he never looked friendly either, and there was always an unsettling air about Croquet that made people want to edge away from him.
Pegasus for his part had gone over to gratefully sit on the edge of his bed and was just staring down at his shoes, wondering if he could somehow get them off without bending over all the way.
"I've seen a couple, I have to admit, I am more drawn to opera. Wagner of course."
Zeigfried had to admit, he wasn't expecting Pegasus to have eaten all the chocolates by the time they reached his room, or for him to be sending Croquet off. He almost squealed with glee. It was enough to make him smile sweetly at Croquet, no matter his demeanour.
Now they were alone he could see Pegasus looking at his shoes and smiled.
"Let me, you just relax." He told him, kneeling down.
Oooh where to start? He gently skimmed his hand down the back of Pegasus' calf to lift his ankle so he could unbuckle the shoe, gently sliding it off, and allowing his hand to slide over the sole of his stocking foot, smiling up at him.
"Are your feet sore?" he cooed in a concerned tone.
He was ecstatic at being able to do this, and was certain he'd soon have Pegasus eating out of the palm of his hand.
"Thank-you, you don't have to... ah, that's very accommodating of you Ziggy."
Pegasus was surprised as Ziegfried all but got down on his knees like a servant infront of him to help with the shoes. He was rethinking sending Croquet away now.
As those hands ran over his his leg Pegasus shivered slightly and felt an odd tingle go straight to his groin. He was feeling overheated now, it was a very good thing he was getting out of this dress, it was doing odd things to him.
"No, they're not sore, though most everything else is at this point. I was hoping Kaiba-boi would stay for dinner. I'm still a bit worried about him after last night..."
The hotter the room became for Pegasus the more his thoughts were cast away from it towards the quaint little beachouse and it's blue eyed occupant. The coolness of those eyes would be sorely welcome now.
Then he saw that smug smirk and he just knew what was going on. Zeigfried and the chocolates, and he had obviously been intending to seduce Pegasus while they were alone. But if he pointed the finger, then he would just laugh it off and he'd lose face. The bastard, evil little git. One day he would get his. He swallowed hard, battling what was in his blood stream as best he could.
"Its going well enough. Alpha phase testing of the new equipment threw up some unanticipated issues, but they were easily enough resolved and we are well into the beta testing phase."
"Really, and how are you handling the signal degradation that leads to the hazing on the duelling field sometimes." Zeigfried asked all eyes and innocence, well aware that Kaiba wanted out of this room as fast as possible.
"A custom designed polymer coating on the fibre optics." Kaiba replied coolly. "One that will not see release to the general world market for a while."
Not until he had it patented in every way he could so he made money off it.
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"Mmmm, as long as you know what you're doing... you always sound so very sure of everything. So very stoic, and firm. I like that about you, you know. That, you know, you-ness."
Pegasus had stopped fanning himself and slid to one side, kaibas side, so that he was all but leaning against his shoulder where he could snuggle into his plushy warmth.
He actually giggled a little bit but then had the decency to look slightly worried.
"Ah, I'm sorry. I don't think I can get up. But you don't mind being a pillow, do you Kaiba-boi? You are dressed well enough for it!"
Pegasus wrapped both his arms around the closest of Kaibas arms and hugged onto him.
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He did a quick check of the number of choclates in the box and... bloody hell, Pegasus had to have had one, and that explained the touchy feely and almost flirting. He probably didn't realise he was doing it. He had to try and tune out what he was saying, because that, accompanied by the way he was snuggling into his side were giving him visions and the desire to pin him down and ravage the pretty thing in petticoats and lace that was hugging his arm.
Pegasus' gender was a distant concern. He was right there, looking shockingly pretty, and he wanted to do all sorts of carnal things to what appeared to be a warm and willing body. It was only a slight comfort to know that the raging desire was not natural and would fade when his body burned out whatever drug was in his system.
"I already said I am not a cuddly toy." He groused, shifting uncomfortably in his seat.
He had to get Pegasus off him, give himself room to breathe.
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Pegasus was playing with one of the floppy ears now and all but breathing against Kaibas neck. If the other man moved away from him he'd probably fall right off the couch he was leaning on him so completely.
"You're always so tense, there's no one else around for miles but me and Ziggy! If you just relaxed a little it would do you a world of good!"
He tried to get his hands on Kaibas shoulders and massage him. He was trying to be helpful in his own annoyingly clingy and slightly drunk way.
Croquet was back and back to glaring. He knew something was off and if Kaiba didn't make a break for it soon he'd have to find a way to drag his Master off to the safety of his bed. Things were getting much too cozy for a tea party.
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Yes damn it he was tense, he was trying not to embarrass himself, though admittedly Pegasus' antics did hide a fair deal from his camp. Though the smug smirk from Ziggy was back to being a death glare of jealousy right now. But that was no comfort for once.
"I'll relax better in my own clothes." An excuse to change would do him good. "As would you no doubt."
Then came the rescue he needed, a clearing of a throat. Isono... he really could kiss him right about now.
"I am sorry to interrupt, but an urgent call came for you Mr Kaiba, one that I believe you will want to take."
He didn't care who it was, it could wait long enough for him to be coming down from whatever this was, but he was getting out of here. He took Pegasus by the shoulders to help sit him up on the couch again.
"Excuse me, duty calls."
He was out of the room like a scalded cat, something which only made Zeigfried happy, seeing as it was the two of them now. Oh, and Croquet, if only he could get rid of him too.
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Pegasus looked slightly surprised when Kaiba took him by the shoulders and positioned him back on his side of the couch as if he really were just a doll. It was a forceful but perfectly natural thing to do, and yet it sent a spike of heat coiling through Pegasus stomach, and lower, which made his cinnamon eye go wide and his breath all but stop in a gasp.
He was left sitting there looking after Kaibas rapidly retreating form, wondering just what that had been all about and why he so desperately missed the feel of him against him.
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Meanwhile, Zeigfried was smoothly shifting to sit beside Pegasus on the couch. He was obviously feeling the influence, and primed for things.
"Oh dear, Seto never has understood the concept of a work to life balance has he? Well whatever it is, I do hope its nothing serious."
If it wasn't he'd give him something serious to worry about that was for sure.
"Still, I'll keep you company. maybe he'll come back." He said, resting his hand on Pegasus' knee, smiling at him charmingly.
Kaiba wouldn't be back, not for a long while given how he was reacting.
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Pegasus put his own hand over Ziegfrieds on his knee and politely moved it off. Croquet was at Pegasus side in an instant, offering a hand to help him up. He moaned softly with his other hand at his waist. It took a lot more effort than Pegasus thought it would just to get back on his feet.
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"Oh I am so sorry. Perhaps I can help. We can help you to your room and I can help you out of it. I know there are many pieces, and perhaps once we get the corset off you, you'd feel better." he suggested.
And he would be with him in private quarters, maybe with Croquet gone too. Then he could make his move.
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Pegasus let Croquet help him towards the door. He felt a little bad for running out on Ziegfried and if he wanted to come along, well, it was a bit unorthadox, but he was the expert on dresses after all.
"Sir, if you are so uncomfortable I can cut the laces here and now."
"Heavens no Croquet! Don't be silly! What if Ziggy-boi here wants the dress back, why I'm sure he put so much thought into it, it could be reused somehow?"
He stopped and waited for Ziegfried to catch up and give them an answer. Normally Pegasus probably would have agreed and stomped on the thing once it was off for good measure the garments were causing him such pain, but not when the designer was still in the room.
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"Of course it can be. I am sure some girl somewhere would like to attempt to look as lovely as you. Though I doubt anyone could do it justice the way you do."
He followed along close by eagerly, itching to get his hands on Pegasus with any excuse he had. Considering what was in his system, every touch should make him desire more.
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"Oops, almost forgot the chocolates!"
He went back and plucked the shiny little box up from amidst the table of sweets and then they were off down the long plush carpeted hallways to Pegasus bedroom.
"Oh, there's only three left, would you like one Ziggy?"
He offered as they went, Croquet sighing all the way at his Masters childishness. He was not happy that the pink haired lolita was coming with them, but he trusted his master would shoo him out when they were done with the outer parts. As many layers as pegasus was wearing there was a lot to peel off before you could glimpse skin.
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"Oh no, you enjoy my friend. I can have plenty when I get home, so I'll not deprive you of your treat."
Though he did hope they could lose Croquet in the proceedings. A little more chocolate, a little less clothing... Pegasus would be ripe to be seduced he judged.
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Pegasus gave a smile and popped one into his mouth.
"I was just thinking about our trip, have you ever seen any broadway musicals before Ziggy? They don't have too many in Europe, do they? New York is the place for that, we'll have to look up what's playing. My favourite has always been Phantom of the Opera. My wife loved the music from that one."
As they walked along, and as Pegasus talked, he'd automatically polished off the candies and handed the empty box to Croquet. By the time they were pushing open the carved mahogany doors to his room Pegasus was feeling extremly light headed. But it didn't stop him from turning to Croquet and asking him;
"Do you think kaiba-boi will be staying for dinner? Go and see if he needs us to arrange a chopper to the mainland or if he'll be here another night?"
Croquet didn't like leaving Pegasus alone. He could see how pale he was getting even with the make-up. In his opinion he needed rest, but at least getting rid of kaiba was solving half that problem.
"Get some sleep Master Pegasus. I will leave Kemo outside if you find you need any help. And I will return for Mr. VonShroider shortly."
He gave the german his customary stony glare as he exited the room. He never quite looked hostile the way Kaiba did, but he never looked friendly either, and there was always an unsettling air about Croquet that made people want to edge away from him.
Pegasus for his part had gone over to gratefully sit on the edge of his bed and was just staring down at his shoes, wondering if he could somehow get them off without bending over all the way.
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Zeigfried had to admit, he wasn't expecting Pegasus to have eaten all the chocolates by the time they reached his room, or for him to be sending Croquet off. He almost squealed with glee. It was enough to make him smile sweetly at Croquet, no matter his demeanour.
Now they were alone he could see Pegasus looking at his shoes and smiled.
"Let me, you just relax." He told him, kneeling down.
Oooh where to start? He gently skimmed his hand down the back of Pegasus' calf to lift his ankle so he could unbuckle the shoe, gently sliding it off, and allowing his hand to slide over the sole of his stocking foot, smiling up at him.
"Are your feet sore?" he cooed in a concerned tone.
He was ecstatic at being able to do this, and was certain he'd soon have Pegasus eating out of the palm of his hand.
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Pegasus was surprised as Ziegfried all but got down on his knees like a servant infront of him to help with the shoes. He was rethinking sending Croquet away now.
As those hands ran over his his leg Pegasus shivered slightly and felt an odd tingle go straight to his groin. He was feeling overheated now, it was a very good thing he was getting out of this dress, it was doing odd things to him.
"No, they're not sore, though most everything else is at this point. I was hoping Kaiba-boi would stay for dinner. I'm still a bit worried about him after last night..."
The hotter the room became for Pegasus the more his thoughts were cast away from it towards the quaint little beachouse and it's blue eyed occupant. The coolness of those eyes would be sorely welcome now.
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