Title: Summer Interlude

Author: KohakoShadow

Warnings: NC-17 & Yaoi, not your cup of tea, click away now. Flamers will be laughed at and passed around.

Disclaimer: Considering they aren't having wild monkey sex the characters of YGO, unfortunately, don't belong to me.

Pairing: Seto/Jou

Summary: Mokuba invites Jou to the mansion

Author's Note: This is a result from a YGO Juxtapose Challenge. This is my very first story with lemon in it. So be gentle.

Long limbs lay haphazardly on the cold black couch. A sigh escaped from luscious lips while a hand was lazily stroking the leather. The blond youth arched slightly off the couch to gain a different and more comfortable position. Drowsy honey colored eyes closed again while his lithe body sprawled back to the couch.

It must have been just a couple of minutes that he dozed off, but he knew that there was something different in the room when he awakened. It was like an invisible tension settled in the living room. He could feel it in the air. His skin tingled at the invisible charge that ran through him. He shivered despite of the cool environment. A shifting motion at the edge of his vision made him swivel his head in that direction. His breath caught in his throat.

Kaiba Seto stood in the doorway of his living room, categorizing the entire room and its single occupant. On the outside his blank face gave nothing away; cold blue eyes zeroing on the quivering blond. On the inside was a whole different matter. Seto was bursting with disbelief. He couldn't believe his eyes and wondered amusedly if he wasn't suffering from a sun stroke. Because there was no way that his Puppy was lying delectably on his couch, looking so innocent and sweet while at the same time sensual and provocative.

Kaiba smirked as he made his body advance toward the blond sitting on the black leather couch. He smiled evilly at watching the sexy form squirm under his scrutiny. He finally slowed his pace until he stood looming before his young classmate. A crackling tension fell between them.

The auburn haired CEO watched as his companion gulped audibly. Cold eyes were fixated on a pink tongue rapidly licking sudden dry lips. He watched silently as the youth flushed, making Jou more appealing. He trailed his gaze slowly toward rosy cheeks until reaching twin sets of amber pools. He waited for the blonde's eyes to focus on him before slowly but deliberately slinking forward until he stood between denim covered legs.

Jou gulped loudly again and settled his hands on the back of the couch. Valiantly hoping it wasn't obvious that he was attempting to get away. Taking slow and short breaths he pressed himself more onto the couch, trying to become one with the leather. His breath hitched as two sets of hands gripped his wrist in a strong hold, while the rest of his body was enfolded with a warm and hard body.

A super nova burst between them and their world exploded with it.

Gradually their panting subsided and all that was left was a deep sated feeling of completion. Despite feeling lethargic Seto managed to push himself out of his lover. Kissing away the cry of disappointment he proceeded to lift up Jou and continued on toward his bedroom. He ignored the disarray that encompassed the living room.

'Thankfully I gave the servants the weekend off and that Yughi was willing to accommodate Mokuba. Though I have to think on acquiring a new couch, semen is hard to get out of leather.'

He pushed his way through his bedroom and gently deposited Jou on his large king side bed. For a minute or two he watched the sensual form of his lover. To his shock and embarrassment he grew hard just looking at the blonde on his sky blue cotton covers. He moaned softly to himself as he watched his young lover sprawl provocatively on his back before settling back.

He shook his head and to give his lover some respite, went to his personalized bathroom and set the temperature to freezing cold to kill off his libido. 'I don't want this to be a meaningless fuck, not now, not ever, especially not with Jou.'

Stepping out of the shower he proceeded to brusquely rub himself dry. By now doubt settled in. 'What if he doesn't feel the same way?' His mind refused to give in to the thought that Jou liked his attention, was in fact highly responsive to his every touch. His calculating mind was fixating more on their numerous explosive fights. "There's no way he wants me for just me. He's just like the others, only seeing the money and fame." He resolutely squashed the protests his heart was dishing out to him.

He lost the battle with himself to stay away from Jou the minute he stepped back into his bedroom. Like a moth to a flame he was drawn to the illuminated sight of his lover. Blonde, almost golden hair was streaked with red and orange by the sun that peeked out of his curtains. Jou lay on his side, head pillowed by a pale arm while a loosely clenched hand lay next to his face. He looked like an Angel. 'And I'm the Demon that tainted his innocence.'

He remembered the tight feeling of breaching Jou. His shock at finding out his lover was a virgin faded away at the hot absorbing feeling that washed over him. But now in the aftermath of their coupling he could not ignore it. He remembered subsiding Jou with his wrists. He shivered at seeing the fear in the always brave face. He wondered if Jou was afraid, enough to allow him to use him for his own nefarious pleasure.

The soft groan coming from the bed dislodged his inner turmoil and he directed his attention to the sleeping flirt. Gently settling himself on his side near the blonde he watched the fall and rise of the slender chest. Slowly raising his hand, he gently carded it through the luscious silky strands of gold. 

He marveled at the soft feeling of Jou. He could not wait to touch more of the milky skin that was denied to him for so long. He had to touch him. But the intense feeling of being watched stopped his ministration and he lowered his eyes to meet soft honeyed ones.

He tensed at being caught in action. He watched slender hands raised themselves up and traveled their way to his face. Twin sets of hands stopped an inch to his skin and his skin prickled at the electrified feeling of the ghost touches. He was spellbound as Jou mapped his whole face. He watched silently as Jou's fingers stopped at his lips. Half-lidded eyes stared just as silent back at him.

The silence grew between them. Yet even if Kaiba had the ability to talk, the lump in his throat prevented it. The look of love that shone from the expressive eyes was enough to undo Kaiba's resolve. He was a fool to believe that Jou wanted nothing more than his fame and riches. He was friends with the King of Game for God's sake. He was too innocent and extrovert to be so deceiving.

Everything that the blonde felt was always written in his eyes and body language. And now looking at the form Seto could not deny that Jou was waiting for something, waiting for him. 'What was he waiting for?' He wondered confusedly.

His tight mask must've been cracked because amused eyes sparkled back at him. Soft lips descended slowly on his. He closed his eyes at the velvety feeling and sweet taste of Jou. A warm breath ghosted across his right ear. "Make love to me…Master."

He pushed Jou roughly back on the bed and watched startled eyes look up at him. "I'm not your Master Puppy. You are mine. For it's you that hold my heart, where others, even I, did not thought I possessed one. You've captured my love and I'm not strong enough to take it back. Nor do I want to. I would do anything for you, because you're happiness is like a beam of light in my darkness. I would follow it forever if you asked me to."

And then he proceeded to kiss away the tears that fell from molten brown eyes and kissed his Puppy senseless.

Outside the blazing sun said goodbye to the evening sky and greeted her moon sister and her little children. Laughing silver eyes illuminated two loving forms as they showered each others with love.

To be Continued: Next Chapter contains Doboro Bakura/Yughi