"Wheeler, shut up," said Kaiba, striding confidently down the hall. His trenchcoat flowed out behind him, accentuating his long steps as he swept past the doors, Joey practiacally running after him.
"I was only sayin'" he called, speeding up until he was almost in line with Seto. "I think that we should do it in your office. Just once! Please, Seto?" Kaiba shook his head, still walking, until he stopped suddenly. Joey sped ahead on accident, turning back and running up to Kaiba. He put his hands on his chest, waiting until Kaiba looked into his eyes to begin. As soon as he opened his mouth, Kaiba turned his head again and Joey made an exasperated noise, looking in the same direction.
It was directly into Seto's office, where the windows were open and the desk was basically beconing to them. Joey tugged on the edges of Kaiba's coat, looking with wide, puppy dog eyes at his lover. Kaiba groaned; he always fell prey to the "look". Damn Wheeler and his cuteness. "Once," said Seto, grabbing Joey's collar and pulling him into the office, shutting and locking the door hurriedly before removing his coat and throwing it on the floor. Joey had already taken off his shirt and was starting on his pants, but Seto grabbed his wrists.
"Calm down, Wheeler. Its not that big of an emergency. We have time." Joey nodded, still reaching for his belt buckle. Seto sighed, letting go and stepping back. Joey resumed his rushed stripping, almost slamming into Kaiba's desk while trying to take his pants off. Seto laughed loudly, almost doubling over, and Joey's face screwed up in irritation. "What the fuck are you laughin' at, Kaiba," snarled Joey, jumping at Seto, wrapping his arms around his neck and pulling close. Seto smiled, unbuttoning his shirt, and leaning down and kissing Joey on the nose. "You, Wheeler. What else?" "Stop bein' such a sma't-ass, Kaiba. Bein' nice gets a good fuck."
Seto smiled wider, working on his pants now. "Well, Wheeler, I guess I have to be a little more polite, don't I?" Joey nodded, pushing Kaiba down onto the couch behind him. Seto's pants pooled around his ankles in an uncomfortable position, so while Joey was attacking his mouth, he was shifting his feet to get his pants to come all the way off. Joey made a frustrated sound, pulling away and dropping to his knees on the floor. He grabbed Seto's pant leg, pulling them off along with his socks and shoes. When he lifted his head again, Seto was looking at him with narrowed, navy blue eyes. "So should I top, or you?"
TBC
Please tell me who you want to top, this pairing is new for me so I need a little help!