Private Playtoy
Chapter 1
Joey looked at his watch. It was getting late and he wondered with a sigh if he would find another guy or girl to get some money. He hated the life he was living but there wasn't a way around it. Not unless he wanted to become a burden to some of his friends and he hated that thought even more. Joey leaned against a wall and closed his eyes for a second to rest. It was long past midnight and he had already nearly all the money he needed for the rent he needed to pay the next day. But only nearly. His father had found where he stored his money the night before and still not returned from the drinking spree he must have started again.
Three months staying sober, it had been a new record for the old man. Joey wondered if his father was home again he must have spent all the money in a bar somewhere by now.
Joey gave another sigh and opened the top of his plain bottomed red shirt that he was wearing with his black denim pants that were ripped at some parts. In his business he needed to show off his body since it was all Joey had to offer now. He had still had a proper job as a waiter but it hardly covered the rent he needed to pay for the dump he was forced to call his home. One time when his father had stolen his hard earned money to get drunk again, leaving Joey too short to pay the rent for the third month in a row they had been close to lose the roof over their head. Not that it was a good one to begin with, every time it rained Joey had to put buckets all over the place to catch the water that came in but it was better than no roof at all. Joey was in trouble that time and just then some guy had talked him up at work. Some rich guy that was out with his wife and looking for some fun had offered him money to come to a hotel later. Joey had needed the money and even though he had known that he would regret it he went to the hotel and met the guy. That was two years ago now and still Joey remembered that guy and that day. He still remembered the taste he got from throwing up multiple times after he was out of that place. He had managed to keep that down till he was alone but only just about. He felt dirty and used and simply terrible but he had money. Not enough for a whole month´s rent but close. The guy must have talked because not two days later another man talked to Joey with the same request, offering the same amount of money. Together it was just enough to pay the rent. Joey still wouldn't know how to get food but he started to hope that someone would get him that, too.
That was how it had started and by now Joey was getting much too used to this. He went out on the street more nights than he liked, getting a bit of extra money by selling his body to some random stranger. He saved some of it, hoping that if his father ever got sober he could have enough money to maybe go to a college even if it was a bit late. He still wanted to make something more of himself and that hope was all that kept him going through the nights where he had to sell his body. Unfortunately his father always found his savings eventually and everything was gone and he needed to start all over again. He even would get behind with the rent again if he didn't get at least one more guy, maybe two, depending on how rich they looked. If they looked rich enough Joey always raised the price, praying that they hadn't had some other guy some night before that was cheaper they might go to that one then and he lost the gamble. But Joey hated selling his body and at least wanted to get as much out of it as he could.
Joey looked up and down the street but it was quiet. At least he had paid the rent for the last few months on time. Maybe he could afford to be late a few days and thought about going home. There might still be some guys passing later after a few drinks in a night club but many of those were rather rough and the last one already had been painful enough and Joey wasn't sure if he could take another one like that in one night.
He was just about to leave when a huge limousine drove around the corner and stopped close to Joey. A man walked out from the front, he obviously wasn't the owner of the car rather some security guy that followed that rich basterd around. Someone who earned a lot of money keeping his bosses secrets to himself. The windows of the limousine were tainted of course and Joey couldn't see inside but he was sure that whoever was in it was some big shot guy who couldn't afford being seen here. And that meant Joey could spick the price even more. A bit for his body and a bit of money to stay quiet about it. Of course he would say that after he knew who was inside, if he didn't know the guy he would stay quiet anyway, just in case it wasn't a politician or something like that but rather some mafia boss.
"How much?" The man in a black suit with black sunglasses asked.
"100 dollar the hour." Joey said boldly hoping that it wasn't too cocky but tried to smile like he was at least worth that much if not more.
"Get in." The man said and opened the door to the back. Joey went in and heard the man repeat the price to his boss.
Joey sat down and looked at the other. He couldn't see him clearly since it was very dark inside and the others face was hidden by shadows but Joey got a strange feeling that he should make a run for it. The posture the other was holding his slender body in was somehow familiar.
The man who was sitting across from Joey was wearing a completely black tight fitting outfit. Something white that might be a coat was folded up next to him on the seat. His arms were crossed over his chest and Joey wasn't sure what he should do. He didn't look like he wanted Joey to move closer, not the way he was crossing his arms. "Hey sweetie." Joey said, trying to sound cheerful to lighten the mood.
"Don't you dare call me sweetie." The cold voice said and that too sounded familiar. Maybe he was some sort of famous politician that shouldn't be with a whore.
"Sorry." Joey said, still trying to sound happy "What do you want me to call you then?"
It was quiet for a moment and Joey wondered what he was supposed to do until the other uncrossed his arms and said "Just stay quiet and come over." Joey did as he was told, he moved over at first trying to sit next to the other but got pulled onto his lap and didn't even try to refuse that. He got paid after all and needed to satisfy the guy to get the money, no matter how strange he was. Joey felt the other move an arm around his waist while his other hand moved along his back inside of his pants in seconds. One of his fingers was pressed inside of Joey within moments and Joey tried to think of the guy he loved to have an easier time pretending he liked this man´s touch. Joey closed his eyes and tried to picture the brown hair that sticks of in every direction, his stormy blue eyes and the cocky smile. He pictured his hot body covered by his usual biker outfit. "Look at me." The cold voice of the man that was with him in reality broke through and Joey opened his eyes to look into the dark where the others face was hidden. "Move." The other ordered, sounding much too cold for Joey's taste. He did as he was ordered though. The finger stayed in the same position and now that Joey moved it he could feel it more clearly. He kept looking at the unyielding dark, still trying to think of the stormy blue eyes of the guy he loved long before he started to sell his body to some random strangers.
They turned onto a nicer street where the street was lit much better and when they passed the first street light Joey saw blue eyes staring back at him. But not the stormy blue eyes he had imagined. Those were colder and the brown hair much too smooth, this wasn't his Valon, this was his worst nightmare. Joey was currently feeling Seto Kaiba's finger in him. He could feel himself pale but tried to pretend like nothing had changed at all. Kaiba would never touch him if he knew his name, he was sure of that. Joey refused to let Kaiba know who he was and to do that he had to hide his anti-sympathy he felt towards the CEO who had picked a fight with him and looked down on him during his entire time in high school.
"Who were you thinking of just now?" Kaiba asked in the same cold voice.
"No one." Joey mumbled feeling his blood go into his cheeks.
"Don't you dare lie to me." Kaiba said and moved his finger in Joey, touching the spot that made Joey feel like electricity was going through his body. Joey couldn't help but moan a little. Surprised how easy Kaiba had found that spot. "Now let's try again. Who were you thinking of?"
Joey looked into those ice blue eyes and though what he could say without having to say the truth. "I thought of how good your finger feels." Joey mumbled hoping it would please that jerk and shut him up at the same time.
Joey saw a smug smile spread over Kaiba's face and was happy that he seemed to believe it. Joey felt the hand that was around his waist moving up to the back of his neck and felt his head being pulled closer to the CEO. Seto's lips got closer to his ear and he whispered "That lie was better, but don't think for a second that I'm foolish enough to believe it."
Joey could feel more blood rushing to his face. He felt Seto's lips on his neck and shoulder. Felt him nibble on his skin gently until he coaxed a moan out of the blond man on his lap. Joey felt him start to gently bite his skin and moved his head, trying to stop him before he could leave a mark. It would only cause him trouble finding a new client if that happened. "Don't move." He heard Kaiba whisper and felt his grip tighten at Joey's neck to keep him from moving away "I pay extra but don't move." Kaiba's voice sounded even colder while he whispered that but Joey did as he was told and allowed Kaiba to do as he pleased, leaving a mark causing Joey to moan even more. He enjoyed being kissed in that place much more than he thought possible. He felt the hand in his neck moving along his upper body, touching his naked skin under his shirt like it was searching for more places that drove him insane. Joey had never felt this way during sex. He had never had the feeling like someone was actually trying to pleasure him. Usually it was the other way around. His partner tried to get as much pleasure as possible, expecting Joey to give that to him without giving a damn about the blond man. But Kaiba´s hands were different, they were exploring Joey's skin in a different way even though Joey couldn't explain why it felt so different to him.
Joey closed his eyes again, confused by the feelings he got from Kaiba's hands and tried to think of Valon again. He tried to picture him like he had so many times before. "Look at me." He heard Kaiba's voice forcing him to open his eyes and look into his cold glare. How can anyone try to have sex and look that cold at someone. Joey looked right into Kaiba's death glare while still feeling his fingers in him and his skin tingling where he knew that Kaiba's lips had left a mark. "Look only at me," Kaiba whispered sounding much too seductive for the death glare that was still on his face. "Don't you dare to think of anyone else, only look at me."
Of course he's the possessive kind of guy, Joey thought. But couldn't help but wonder why he was with him then. Why pay a whore for one night if he could have some good looking fan that was always drooling over him and do whatever he wanted more permanently. He could truly possess a fan while a whore would leave him again as soon as the night was over and the money paid.
The limousine stopped and Joey looked out of the tainted windows, seeing the huge mansion that belonged to the man with the cold eyes. Joey felt the finger being removed and slowly got up from the others lap. One of Kaiba's hands stayed on Joey's skin while they got out of the limousine and Kaiba moved it around Joey's waist and lead him gently towards the door and walked in with him. Joey was lead into Kaiba's bed room. Once inside he felt Kaiba pulling him closer and felt his lips on his own. He felt Kaiba's strong and cold hands unbutton his shirt and move it from his shoulders, letting it fall to the ground. Joey started to undress the other slowly, angry at his shaking hands that were giving away how nervous he felt around the cold CEO.
Once the shirt was gone Kaiba looked at the now half naked man in his arms "Who was that?" Kaiba asked, his cold voice layered with anger while his fingers brushed over a fading bruise Joey had gotten a few nights before.
"It's nothing." Joey lied, feeling the blush that never seemed to leave his face darkening again.
"I don't like it when someone lies to my face." Kaiba said icily. "And I didn't ask what it is since I can see that. I want to know WHO it was."
"No one in particular." Joey mumbled.
"Be honest." Kaiba ordered and pulled Joey close to his own body.
"I am honest." Joey said "It was just someone, I don't even remember his name."
He saw the ice cold blue eyes looking even more angry now and heard him mumble "Such a waste." He felt Kaiba's hands moving gently over the bruise while his eyes seemed to examine Joey's skin, taking in every fading bruise as well as the scars he had which mainly came from one of his fathers angry moods when Joey couldn't give him money for booze. There weren't many but Kaiba's eyes seemed to find even the smallest one. His fingers moved over each fading bruise and every one of his scars, gently touching Joey's slightly tanned skin.
Joey tried to ignore the feeling Kaiba's hand left on his skin and continued to slowly undress the man in front of him. He felt himself being pulled even closer to the other man and his lips touched his skin where he already had left a mark again. Another moan escaped Joey's lips and he automatically moved his head to give Kaiba more space to reach the sensitive spot on his neck. Joey had Kaiba completely undressed and gotten out of his shoes himself before the cold CEO opened Joey's pants and pulled them down. Once they were around Joey's feet Joey felt himself being lifted up, leaving his pants on the floor and Joey naked since he hadn't been wearing any underwear. Seto sat down on his bed, pulling Joey on top of him. "Don't dare to leave." Kaiba said "I'll pay you for the whole night but don't leave till I'm up, got it?" Joey gave a nod and tried to think about the man he wanted to be with again. ButKaiba stoped him soon after he tried to think of him again and for the first time even without being able to think about Valon Joey could still feel his body react to the other mans attention. Kaiba's hands moving over his body and his lips that were tasting his skin was enough.
Authors note:
Just to warn you, Kaiba will look really mean and nasty at parts but he isn't really and the reasons for his nastiness will be explained at the end of the story.
