Chapter 2

As we fell back onto the bed, Joey lips trailed down to my neck. I gasped as he gently nipped, sucked and kissed the skin. I closed my eyes and bit my lip as I tried to hold in a moan. I could feel his hands pulling my shirt up, and then running along my exposed waist. Reaching around I curled one arm around his neck, whilst gripping onto the sheets with my other hand. God this felt good! Joey's hands slowly undid the buttons on my shirt, leaving my pale chest and stomach exposed. He leant back suddenly, and while I let out a whine at the lips leaving me, I turned my head to look at him. I found him looking right back at me with lusty brown eyes. I looked down as he removed his own shirt to reveal smooth bronzed skin, with strong muscles showing beneath. He was beautiful. Once the shirt was gone, I reached up to run my hands along his chest and stomach, feeling the tight muscles tense. I looked back into his eyes to see that his lips had parted as he started to breathe more heavily. He gripped my hands tightly, but not painfully, and as he leant back down he held them on either side of me, restraining me. His lips stopped mere inches from mine, teasing. I tried to lift my head to reach him but he moved just enough so I couldn't. I lay back and looked into his eyes, a small smile playing on my lips. "Joey…" I whispered longingly. I could feel him shudder as the sound of my voice. Not being able to resist anymore, his lips met mine in a passionate kiss, each of us desperate for more of the other. I tried to move my hands back to his body, but his grip was too strong for me to move, and he wasn't about to forego his dominance. I felt Joey move again on top of me and I almost cried out as I felt him rub his crotch against mine. I was already hard, almost uncomfortably so. I could feel through his clothes that Joey felt the same way. I wanted more, so much more, I wanted to feel him inside of me…

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I woke with a jolt, and that annoying feeling when you just want to go back to a dream. In my sleep filled haze, I didn't remember straight away what the dream had been about, just that it had felt reeeally good. Slowly though, it came back to me. 'What the hell!?' I thought to myself. I threw my duvet off and was appalled to see that not only had I been so turned on in the dream, apparently I had been in real life as well. I eased myself out of bed, my unwanted hard on becoming quite uncomfortable. I went into the ensuite attached to my room and slammed the door shut. Why had I had a dream like that? I didn't think of Joey, or anyone for that matter, guy or girl, like that. And him on top? What was that about about? I splashed some cold water on my face in an effort to cool my cheeks down, which had gotten quite red, probably no thanks to the sickening dream I'd just had. Looking down, I realised I still had another problem I was going to have to deal with one way or the other. Stripping off, I stepped into the shower, and turned the cold tap on full. 'This should do it' I thought to myself. However, after a good 5 minutes of standing there, shivering and teeth chattering, my 'problem' showed no signs of disappearing. 'For Gods sake' I thought. I turned the hot tap so the water turned warm, feeling flowing back into my body. Looked like there was only one way I was going to solve this. I reached down and grabbed myself. Argh, this felt dirty! I moved my hand slowly to start with. Despite my underlying disgust at myself, I wasn't going to deny, it felt good doing this with the warm water running down my back. As I built up speed, I leant against the side of the shower and bit my lip to stop a moan escaping. I could feel a weight on my stomach as I neared climax. A few seconds later I couldn't help let out a small moan as I finally reached climax and stars formed in my eyes. I closed them as I rode out the waves of pleasure, but these were short lived as in my minds eye I saw him…Joey…. looking at me smirking. My eyes snapped open and he was gone, but the image of him was still in my mind. I growled in disgust. 'Pull yourself together!' I screamed at myself.

Once I was clean and dried, I got dressed, grabbed my school things and stormed out of the house, yelling 'Bye' to Mokuba as I slammed the door shut. I was glad to see it was a clearer day than yesterday, still warm but not so sticky and humid like yesterday. Usually I'd get driven to school, but today I needed some extra time to clear my head before I got there. I walked down the long driveway, through the large front gates, and out onto the street.

Why had I had such a weird- no, disgusting dream? I thought back to yesterday and the way Joey had been acting. He'd been a lot nicer to me than ever before, we usually just communicated through insults. I don't think either of us actually hated each other, we were just too proud to admit it. It was odd though, especially at the end of the day, that lookhe gave me. 'Argh, stupid mutt!'. It was probably just some dumb joke between him and the others, see who could wind me up the most. Heck I'd probably get to school and I have Yami or someone touching me up today. Ergh!

I got to school pretty quickly, it didn't take so long if you knew the shortcuts. As I came inside I noticed almost straight away that Joey was standing by the lockers chatting to Yugi. I kept my head down and walked past quickly to the other side. I could hear them laughing about something behind me, but I didn't pay attention. I opened my locker and reached in to get my books. Suddenly though I flinched as I felt a sharp pain in the tip of my finger. "Ouch! Damn papercut!" I groaned, and brought my finger to my mouth to suck on it. The copper taste of blood filled my mouth. I didn't notice it had gone quiet till I suddenly saw in the corner of my eye a familiar mop of blonde hair. I turned around and glared at Joey, who looked concerned. "What?" I said bluntly around my finger. Joey didn't seem fazed by my glare though.

"You ok?" he asked looking at my finger.

"I'm fine" I replied.

Not happy with that answer, Joey reached forward and took my finger from my mouth and brought it closer to his face. I nearly pulled it straight back, but I realised just how bad I was bleeding, how could a simple cut cause so much blood? He inspected it gently and then looked up at me again "This cut looks pretty deep Seto, maybe you should go see the nurse". I shook my head.

"No it's not that bad, just leave it" I replied, pulling my hand away.

"You have some blood on your lips" Joey said. Before I knew what was happening he'd reached up and was running his thumb along my lower lip. I was about to move away, tell him to get off me, but I didn't. I noticed how close he was to me, I could see tiny speck of gold in my eyes. Suddenly the stuff from my dream came back to me, and I was horrified to feel my body reacting down below. 'Shit! Not here!' I shouted internally at myself. I pulled away abruptly and walked away quickly, not looking back. I dived into the bathrooms, into a stall, and waited there till everything was 'back to normal'. I heard the bell go for class, so I left to go back down the hall. Thankfully Joey had gone, so I didn't have to face him again. I tried my best to wash the blood from my hands, but it seemed the cut was actually pretty deep. Grabbing a towel, I wrapped it around the cut, hopefully that'd stop it bleeding.

Wandering into class, History this time, yay, I noticed that somehow, yet again, the only seat left in the class was, you guessed, next to him. I scowled as I made my way over. Joey didn't look at me as I sat down. A book was suddenly slammed on the desk in front of me. I glanced up to see the teacher, Ms Adelberg, a scary ass german lady who was almost as tall as me, glaring down. "Why are you late to class Mr Kaiba? Everyone else has managed to be on time" she demanded. I sighed, I really couldn't be bothered with this. I was just about to reply with some sarky remark, when suddenly a voice piped up beside me "I forgot to tell you Miss, he was in the infirmary". I turned to Joey and saw he was looking at the teacher, a face of complete seriousness. Ok what was up with this guy? Ms Adelberg glared at him.

"Are you sick Mr Kaiba?" she said, half sarcastically. I sighed again.

"No" I replied through gritted teeth. She was about to say something else but then Joey piped in again.

"He got a nasty cut on his hand" he said, not looking at me but pointing to my hand wrapped in what was now a red soaked towel. I heard someone giggle at the back, but a sharp glare from the teacher shut them up. This woman could almost rival me for glares! Seemingly satisfied, but with slight suspicion still evident on her face, she left us and went to the front of the class to start the lesson. I looked over to Joey. He was busy reading his textbook. "Thanks…" I muttered quietly. He didn't reply but just looked back with a hint of smile, before going back to reading.

Thankfully the rest of the day seemed to pass without any more incidents, or any more of Joey's weird behaviour. That is until it came to going home. I hadn't bothered going to see the nurse in the end, seemed a waste of time. My hand had stopped bleeding, sort of, so I just figured I'd leave it to heal itself. As I collected my things from my locker and went to go out the door, Joey suddenly appeared next to me. I looked at him, not glaring this time, but just wondering what he wanted now. "Hi?" I said.

"I know you didn't get your hand checked out" he stated simply, "Promise me you'll get it seen it to by tomorrow?"

"And why do you care so much?" I replied frowning. I didn't get a response though. He spotted that idiot Tristan and left me and went off to wards him.

Shaking my head slightly, I carried on out of the school gates. What was with this guy? Seriously, it was getting weird. Again I thought about my dream last night. What was up with that? Why had I dreamt of him? Doing that to me? Why?

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