Summary: Puppy Shipping has never been so sweet…But will it last forever?

"Leash and Collar"

A/N: Yeah, that summary is pretty much sarcastic. Take a look for yourself! Though if you find boy/boy love offensive, I don't suggest reading any further. If you happen to be masochistic and enjoy that sort of thing; well to each his own, you go ahead and read on! To everyone else, enjoy~

Disclaimer: …Oh yeah! I own Yu-Gi-oh! I'm making millions off a child's card game! Yeah sure! P.S. This is complete sarcasm, so if you believe a word of it…wow. LOL!

One~

"Dammit Kaiba! I'm gonna knock that talk outta ya one way or another!" yelled Joey, a fist balled in the air in a vain threat at the Kaiba standing before him with a smug smirk crossing his face.

"Big talk coming from a little mutt," Kaiba remarked, sending Wheeler a step back. How often had the Kaiba called him a mutt? Too often to keep track of on anyone's fingers and toes, and he continued with that name to this day even. It was a name he used simply because he knew it thoroughly pissed Joey off.

"Take that back you swine!" Joey growled, his cheeks growing red with fury. "Do you see any dog ears on me, huh? Damn you piss me off!"

Uncrossing his arms from under his white cloak, Seto cleared the space between the two of them in seconds, slipping a thin black collar around Joey's neck that snapped closed under his shoulder length blonde hair. "What the hell?" Joey let out a surprised exclamation, looking down at the hand about his neck as it pulled back to show the small black leash attached to the collar. Clueless brown hues lifted to meet dangerous blue glinting depths that spoke volumes.

"Stop yapping you mutt," demanded Seto with a yank of the leash, forcing Joey to stumble forward. Balancing himself with the flat of his palms braced to the Kaiba's broad chest Joey growled, looking up at him. "I am not a mutt!" he yelled, though in vain as Seto only proceeded to pull the boy against him.

Grabbing the blonde's chin, Seto lifted his face close to his, smirking down into the boy's slowly coming to realization dusty hues. "You are if I say you are." The Kaiba's voice had lowered almost dramatically, a low husky sound that easily pumped Joey's heart into his throat where it so desperately tried to pump blood and oxygen to the rest of his body.

Had he a chance to think clearly, he might have thought differently and pushed away from the older Kaiba, but the blonde's heart stilled at the press of firm demanding lips against his own. A cool damp tongue dipped along his bottom lip before finding its way into Joey's own reserved recesses, exploring his warmth, dancing with his own tongue. A sound much like a moan slipped from his grasp, a sound that had his body succumbing to the other and his knees buckling.

His fingers curled into the cloth of the shirt Kaiba wore, his knuckles white from the strain as he pushed himself up against the millionaire to deepen this kiss that seemed misplaced, yet somehow perfect. How far had he been willing to go with this on the rooftop of Kaiba Corp where they were supposed to have had a duel? How had it come to this when Joey had only challenged him to stop the smack talk and prove he was just a good a duelist as he and Yugi?

A delicious heat shivered down Joey's back and a smaller, thicker moan slipped into the kiss Kaiba had begun to lean into. While the older male held onto the leash he had attached to the collar about his neck, the hand he had free moved down to Joey's shoulder, sliding the open green jacket down his left arm, then his right until it rumpled on the floor of the rooftop, leaving his 'mutt' in his white shirt. Lifting his hand into the boy's shirt, he explored every muscle, every curve until he found a hardened nipple he took great pleasure in teasing, pinching, and rubbing.

The sensation sent a thrill of warm blood between Joey's legs, making his utter arousal more and more apparent by the blue bulge of his jeans. Control and coherent thought and ability had easily left the blonde duelist, leaving him at the brunette's complete mercy, or lack thereof. Pulling back from the kiss that left a thin line of saliva connecting the two sets of lips, Joey felt the leash forcing him down onto his knees. "K…Kaiba…" his voice barely registered above a wanting whisper, and his eyes followed Kaiba kneel to his own knees in front of him.

The white shirt soon followed the green jacket on the floor, leaving Joey with a bare chest and hardened nipples Kaiba took pleasure in tormenting. Each moan he elicited from the blonde duelist proved to arouse him more. When this arousal began to become as apparent as Joey's, Kaiba slid a hand down the button and the zipper of his pants, freeing the throbbing organ just under Joey's parted and panting lips. The feel of his hot breath brushing against the very head had Kaiba letting his head fall back to enjoy such pleasure from his mutt. Twisting the leash around his wrist until there was no more room for it to be tied, he slid his fingers into the blonde trusses of hair, guiding the younger male's head down until he felt himself pushing into his mouth and sighed heavily.

All it took was one flick of Joey's tongue across the sensitive organ for Kaiba to thrust his hips up, sending him deeper into the blonde's hot mouth, curling his fingers tightly amidst the blonde tangles. Each moan from Kaiba was met with a thrust of his hips while his hands pushed Joey's head down to meet each thrust. Each thrust from Kaiba was met with a moan from Joey, sucking eagerly, sliding his hand into the older male's slacks to cup and squeeze what made him moan louder along the rooftop of Kaiba Corp.

Every bit of pre that dripped against Joey's tongue, he lapped it up with the eager patience for more. He could feel the Kaiba kissing the back of his throat with each thrust that seemed to gain more speed. It was audible now, that Kaiba had clenched his teeth together in a process such as this. With a few more thrusts against Joey's sliding tongue, the blonde duelist could feel warmth spreading down his throat, and he knew Kaiba had released himself inside his mouth. He took in ever drop of this warmth, but upon pulling back he was stopped. Kaiba still had the leash twisted around his wrist, with no physical indication he had any intention of letting him go.

Instead he still found Kaiba hard and throbbing under his lips, but it became apparent using his mouth again wouldn't give him the release he wanted. Leaning up on his knees, Kaiba pushed Joey, turning him around so his back was to him before pushing him down on all fours like the mutt he proclaimed he was. With the hand the leash was tied around down at his side to keep him balanced, it forced Joey's head down to the floor flat on his chest. With his free hand Kaiba lifted Joey's hips to him, reaching around to pull apart the button and zipper.

"K…Kaiba…" Joey's voice hoarse and low, he let out a gasp which a moan was in quick succession to when he felt Kaiba's hand readily wrap around his own throbbing organ and squeeze, wiggling out of his pants that dropped to his bent knees. It was so hard to miss, Kaiba's member pressed against his rear, wanting so much more of the boy. Sucking in his bottom lip he grazed his teeth over it, biting down to try in vain to keep his moans down.

He slid his hand away only long enough to push down the elastic holding Joey's boxers in place over his hips in his way, before sliding his hand back to take hold of him. "Aah…!" Joey tried to quickly bite back the small cry when Kaiba's hand blocked the cool air that had wrapped him up in his absence.

Sliding his softly pulsing organ down, Kaiba pressed the head against the blonde's virgin entrance. To this he grinned, undefined to either mischief, lust, greed, or a mixture of all. With his member steadily in place he leaned forward over the boy, pushing the head into him, moaning at the sheer squeeze he felt in doing so. He could hear Joey grit his teeth in hopes to bite back a moan he could still hear. Sliding back he pushed back into him, sliding deeper this time. The deepening thrusts cause the blonde to gasp in ecstasy, arching his back in need of more of the same.

Holding Joey's hip up to him, Kaiba pushed the rest of the way in and began a quick rhythm of his hips, desiring to drive himself as deep into the boy as possible as he leaned his body down against the others. Beads of sweat formed at his brow, feeling Joey's body shuddering under him in such sexual pleasure, his own doing the same in the process. His hand slipped from Joey's hip forward, sliding his palm around the boy's bouncing throbbing organ, stroking as quickly as his hips moved against him. His round cheeks against his hips, smooth; creating an audible smack with each push. Their panting became one breath, their bodies created one sync movement, their hearts pumping blood in their ears as light soon blasted behind their eyes, sending them to a place only thought of before.

Joey's body was the first to slump down against the floor of the rooftop, his cheek pressed to the cold tile with his eyes half closed. Pulling out of him Kaiba untwisted the collar and sat back on his knees to catch his breath, looking over the boy to take a certain gratification from the sight. "Heh, look at that," he chuckled a little breathlessly. "You've already become such a well trained mutt." Positioning himself back in place, the older Kaiba stood, pulling his pants back together. Reaching down to Joey's neck he unsnapped the collar and tied the leash around it. While he had such a position over the boy, he leaned in close to his ear to whisper to him, "Looks like you're my mutt now."

Watching as Joey only closed his eyes in response, Kaiba stood and headed for the elevator to take him away from the roof and down to his office to catch up on whatever work he had missed. Leaning against the wall of the elevator he crossed his arms, a half smirk picking up one corner of his lips. Perhaps Joey wasn't a complete waste of time after all. "Just a waste of a duel disk," he murmured to himself.

He wasn't sure how much time passed after Kaiba left the rooftop, whether it be several minutes to an hour, but Joey finally pulled himself up and took a look around, wiping the dried sweat from his forehead. What…had they done? What had he let him do? How did it even come down to that? More to the point…What was he going to tell Yugi?

A/N: Yeah, not a one-shot, though it did kind of seem like it at first. But more will come, I do assure you. Let me know how my first Puppy-Shipping turned out! Friendly criticism is always appreciated!