[He stretches his neck to accommodate the scrape of those fangs and there's that primordial tug again, bringing gooseflesh to his forearms and raising the fine hairs on his nape. But as before, there's arousal too, and that leaves his heart stumbling in his throat and something like electricity zig-zagging its way down his spine.

This really isn't the best time to be getting hard. They need to part before everything wears off, becomes realer than it already is. But Seto's hand closes over his chest, over the thud of his heart - who knew he had one of those - and he sinks into Seto instead of away.

Luckily, Seto's words make his arousal divert briefly into amusement.]

You are extremely unlikable, it's true. [He's teasing. People definitely like Seto. A lot, in fact, and Seto clearly likes people more than he lets on.] Over-dramatic, cranky, mean, and you cause property damage when you're aroused. Just look at what you did to the door. [He closes his hand over the one on his chest, threading their fingers.] Seto Kaiba, forever destined to be alone. Tragic.