"Cherries", said Joey, practically drooling at the pile of cherries in his bowl. Yugi rolled his eyes at Joey's fascination with the fruit. Joey normally stuffed everything in his face when it came to food. But not with cherries. He had to dangle them in front of his face and savor them, then tie the stem in a knot. Sometimes a bowl of cherries could last him a whole hour.
Kaiba was just about to take the first bite of his flan when he felt something brush his neck. It felt vaguely like hair and he turned around to yell at whoever had disturbed his dessert. What he saw made him stop.
It was Joey pulling out a cherry stem, which had been tied into a knot, and put it on a small pile. Then Joey pulled out another cherry and lean back to pop it in his mouth. His hair brushed his neck again and he hastily turned around and studied his flan with great intensity. He couldn't help but to glance at Joey again and the look on his face as he ate the cherry was unnerving in his sheer bliss. He looked as if he was making love to the cherry in his mouth. Then he stuck the stem in his mouth and seconds later it popped out tied, and went into the pile.
The ritual was repeated and he felt the brush of hair again. Certain parts of him were becoming decidedly interested. He cursed his treacherous body. He could admit that Joey was attractive, but he was the enemy. He was also very straight, and therefore unattainable. It made him bitter, and irritable. And if Joey ever found out he would never see the maddening blond ever again. The hair pulled back and he breathed a sigh or relief, but them imagined Joey tying the knot in the cherry stem, and had to suppress a groan. Then it started all over again.
It was a form of advanced torture, exquisite torture, but torture none the less. Then the hair pulled back again and it was now getting painfully tight in his pants. He shifted uncomfortably and then felt the hair brush him again, and had to muffle a groan and a curse, this was just getting ridiculous.
He turned around to complain when the most hopeful, yet crushing thing that had ever happened in his life right then. A tanned and tall dark man came up to Joey and kissed him passionately, and Joey returned that kiss with equal passion. He did the first thing that he could think of, and insulted Joey, which was always the best mechanism, but had left Kaiba alone with his raging erection before.
"I thought dogs had to sit outside", he said, making his voice drip with contempt. Joey froze in the middle of the kiss and spun around, and when greeted with the sight of the CEO couldn't help but to argue back.
"Didn't know you came to such a low class place, did you moneybags? Guess it's rough having more money then god", he said, then spun around to continue the kiss. Kaiba got up and carefully wrapped his trench coat around him and walked out slowly, trying not to be obvious.
He left his untouched flan behind, and enough money as a tip to keep the café open for a solid year. He slid into his waiting limo and sighed with relief, and looked down at his "problem". He closed the divide between him and his driver after telling the man to head home.
He grabbed the base of his erection and started to pump, trying to imagine that it was a certain blond surrounding him with his mouth instead of his own hand, after seeing him eat cherries it became even more vivid. He kept it up as his mind fixated on the blond doing various things to him. When he came with a cry of Joey's name he was able to clean himself and think clearly.