Apologies are in order…I really wanted to get this up by Christmas, and I know I said I would in a bunch of responses, unfortunately the holidays are unpredictable, and stuff happened. Two, I said we would meet Yubel in this chapter, but the fact is that it's just too long! It's seven pages already, and it's got an emotional rollercoaster in it, and the actual meeting is probably going to take up a lot of space-and I hate super long chapter with a bunch of crap going on. But on the plus side, I gave you smut! (it's in the very beginning- so if you don't like smut, then skip down a bit).

This time I mean it, next chapter Yubel is coming in…but I don't know when that will be out because my muse is currently in California…Blue Bay Harbor, California to be precise (If anyone knows what TV show I'm referencing, don't be afraid to mention it!). So next chapter may take some time. The other good news is that I now know how I'm going to end the story! But I'm not telling anyone yet! Because I'm evil!

Also, I finally caved and posted a poll -_- It might be a silly question considering what I'm already writing, but I honestly want opinions; so it would really help me out if you could go vote.

Okay, on with the story! There's a bit of a time skip here- all will be explained shortly, don't worry.

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! GX, E.T. by Katy Perry, or the character from Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel monsters that I shamelessly inserted into this story. This fiction contains language and sensitive material. Beware Ye Virgin-Eyed People.


Chapter Seven: Captivated

Jesse gripped the sheets tightly in both of his fists and clamped his teeth down on his lip; he was determined not to make a sound, but it was becoming increasingly difficult to do so.

Judai was perched lightly on the backs of his thighs and was massaging his back. It was supposed to have been a simple favor- Jesse had hurt his shoulder carrying Judai's bag after all- but this unassuming shoulder rub was quickly becoming something much more intense.

Judai dragged his fingers along Jesse's spine, pressing down lightly and just skimming Jesse's back with his nails. Jesse leaned his forehead into his pillow and curled inward, half wanting to tell Judai to stop- because it was all too much, and half wanting to tell him to continue- because it wasn't enough.

A hot breeze was the only warning he had before Judai's lips closed over the skin on his lower back. Jesse exhaled sharply as Judai slowly followed the curve of his spine upward- alternating between kissing and licking his flesh.

"Ah! Judai, don't-!" He cried, but he didn't even know how to end the sentence. Don't stop? Don't do that?

Judai pulled his mouth away and curved his own body over Jesse's, pulling him flush against him. He wrapped one arm around Jesse's waist, cupped one hand under Jesse's chin and pulled his head back until it rested against his shoulder.

"Yes?" Judai whispered against Jesse's neck. "Don't what?"

Don't…what? What was he going on about? All he wanted right now was for Judai to keep doing what he was doing!

"Wha- hnn, what do you mean?" Jesse moaned breathlessly, not even knowing what he himself was saying anymore. He felt Judai's lips curl into a smile.

Judai tightened his grip around Jesse's waist and sat back, pulling Jesse onto his lap as he did so. He kept the one arm lightly around Jesse's waist, but now he trailed the hand that had been holding Jesse's head downward, over his chest.

Jesse closed his eyes and a shiver coursed through him. Judai continued to move his hand down, the pads of his fingertips barely touching Jesse's skin. Jesse was breathing heavily now, and his heart fluttered frantically against his ribs. Once again Judai pressed his lips against Jesse's back, this time following the curve of his shoulder blade. Jesse bit down hard on his lip and said nothing, even though he desperately wanted to, but he wasn't going to say it just yet- no, this time he would make Judai work for it, damn it.

As Judai brushed his hand lightly across the waistband of his jeans- as if Jesse needed an indication of what Judai's intentions were, he could figure that out all on his own- Jesse decided that it was time to turn the tables. He pushed Judai's hands away and turned around so that he and Judai were facing each other. Jesse was up on his knees now, and Judai had to tilt his head back in order to look at him. Jesse ran his hands through Judai's hair, tugging gently and making him tilt his head further back. Judai's eyes were glazed over, his lips slightly parted, and Jesse figured that he must have had a similar look on his face. He and bent down, just brushing his lips against Judai's. It barely lasted a second, but Jesse pulled away again, instead dipping his head down further and leaving a long trail of open-mouthed kisses from Judai's jaw to his collarbone. At once, Judai began to breathe a little harder and he moaned softly, wrapping his arms tightly around Jesse's back. Somewhere in that time Jesse settled himself back onto Judai's lap and wrapped his legs around his waist, and they were pressed so closely against each other that Jesse could feel Judai's heart beating against his own chest.

Jesse pulled his lips away from Judai's neck and picked his head up again. Judai wrapped one hand around the back of Jesse's head and pulled him in for another, longer kiss. They'd been at it for so long that Judai's lips weren't remotely cold anymore- in fact they seemed almost too warm. Jesse brushed this fact away and gently scraped his teeth along Judai's lower lip and pressed himself even harder against his body.

This time when Judai traced his fingers across the skin of his abdomen, Jesse didn't push him away; instead he felt a rush of intense heat throughout his body and knew that he couldn't wait anymore. Without breaking contact with Judai, Jesse leaned back until he was lying down on the mattress with Judai hovering over him, keeping his legs wrapped around Judai's waist. He quickly undid the buttons on Judai's shirt and brushed his nails lightly down Judai's chest, but before he could get very far Judai grabbed his wrist and pinned it to the pillow, linking their fingers together. He bent down until his lips were even with Jesse's ear.

"Say it," Judai whispered, nipping his ear. "Tell me what you want."

For a second Jesse thought he wouldn't even be able to get the words out, but then Judai gripped his leg and pulled it tighter around his waist; the subsequent grinding of their bodies together threw Jesse completely over the edge.

"You," he whimpered, squirming against Judai. "I want you. Now."

"You give me a hummingbird heartbeat!"

Jesse gasped and sat up, confused as to why Katy Perry was singing in his room, and realized that it was just his radio alarm waking him up. He leaned over to shut it off, and the events of his dream came rushing back to him.

"Oh my God, not again!" He shrieked, yanking the blankets over his head. His face was on fire, and he lay curled up under the sheets for quite some time before he realized that he was going to be late for school if he didn't hurry up.

"Crap!" He yelled, throwing the sheets aside and grabbing some clothes from his dresser. He didn't have time to eat, and he still needed to take Ruby for her walk…all in the five minutes before Judai got here.

Judai.

The dream.

Jesse stood stock still for about two minutes, slowly analyzing his current state. He was standing in the kitchen, holding a pair of jeans and a slightly wrinkled shirt in his hands. He was barefoot and his hair was probably a mess. His heart raced, partly from adrenaline and partly because he was still recovering from the realization that he'd had a second sexually hyped dream about his boyfriend of almost three weeks.

Exhausted and confused, Jesse let his knees bend and sank to the floor, where he promptly hid his face in the clothes in his hands and screamed- a short scream, after which tears began to form behind his eyelids.

"Why is this happening?" He whimpered helplessly.

There was a knock on the door.

"Jesse? Are you going to come out here anytime soon?"

Speak of the devil, there was Judai now. Jesse walked over to the door, but did not open it. He cleared his throat.

"I'm going to be a bit late," He called. "You go on ahead, I'll meet up with you later."

"Are you alright?"

A few more tears fell out of his eyes, and Jesse didn't bother to brush them away. "I'm perfectly fine," he said. "I just…woke up a little late."

He heard Judai sigh. "You're lying, Jesse."

Jesse leaned his forehead against the door, holding back a sob. "Just go on," he said quietly.

"And leave you all by yourself?" Judai scoffed. "Not likely." Then his tone softened. "Open the door, Jess."

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"I love you."

Jesse felt his lower lip begin to quiver and knew he was on the verge of a sob fest, but Judai had played his best card- there was no way Jesse could turn him away now. He unlocked the door and opened it, stepping back so Judai could get in, but kept his head down and his eyes on his feet.

He heard a thunk as Judai's bag hit the floor, and found himself wrapped in his boyfriend's arms.

"What's the matter?" Judai asked softly. Jesse squeezed his eyes shut, leaning into Judai's shoulder and hugging him tightly around the waist. What to say? Not the truth, that was for damn sure! But Judai always seemed to know when he was lying…

"It's all just too much," he sobbed. "I don't know what to do anymore…" That was true, he really had no idea what he wanted at all.

Judai rubbed his back soothingly and guided him over to the sofa, sitting down with him and holding him close.

"You're probably just a little stressed," Judai said thoughtfully. "Maybe you should take the day off from school."

Jesse sat up and made to wipe the tears from his face. "Yeah, I guess you're right," he mumbled, dragging his sleeve across his eyes, but Judai grabbed his wrist and made him stop. He held Jesse's chin gently and leaned forward, placing light kisses on his still-damp cheeks. Jesse shut his eyes again and allowed Judai to momentarily take his mind off of how crappy he felt, but eventually he gently pushed him away.

"I should go take Ruby out, and you should really get to school," He told Judai in a not-quite stern voice.

Judai smirked. "What? And leave you by yourself? You've got to be kidding!"

Jesse proceeded to try to shove Judai out the door. "You have to go to class, Judai! You can't skip just because I'm having a bad day!"

Judai easily withstood Jesse's attempts at making him leave. "I've skipped for lesser reasons in the past. In fact," he said suddenly, and Jesse stopped pushing him for a moment, "The only reason I even go to school anymore is because you're there, and even then I usually skip the classes you aren't in."

"What? Why?"

Judai shrugged. "Honestly, they can't teach me anything I don't already know." He paused for a second. "That sounded very snobby…what I mean is, my parents are big education freaks, and if it weren't for my lack of motivation I could probably have enrolled in college several years ago."

Jesse wasn't quite sure how to respond to that, so he just said, "Well, I'm glad you didn't, because then I never would have met you." He was afraid that it was cheesy, but then Judai threw him a wide smile and he relaxed.

"Alright, fine. Don't go to school then," Jesse sighed, throwing his hands in the air in defeat. "I can't force you, so you might as well just do whatever you want."

"Actually, I want you to do something."

Jesse paused in the act of retrieving his clothes from the floor. "And what would that be?"

"I want you to come over to my house and meet my brother."

Jesse dropped the clothes. "What, now? As in, today?"

Judai nodded. "You promised that you would, and that was two weeks ago already."

"It's not my fault that I was busy," Jesse muttered. "That English paper wasn't going to write itself, you know! And anyway, isn't your brother working?"

Judai laughed. "He's a novelist- he works from home. And he really wants to meet you."

Jesse sighed again. "Alright, alright…I guess there's no time like the present."

"That's the spirit!" Judai cried. "Now, you go get dressed, and I'll take Ruby out for you."

Jesse waited until the door had shut behind Judai to get up and go back into his room. He felt like he needed to disinfect it after all the weird stuff that he'd been dreaming about.

'Is it really that weird?'

It was when you'd only known your boyfriend for three weeks! And it was even worse because Judai was being so nice he kept having these freaky dreams about the two of them…

"Where am I getting this from?" Jesse wondered out loud. It wasn't as if he'd watched or read or knew about anything explicit about…that stuff. He had the basic idea, but honestly he was sure that when the time came he wouldn't know how to anything. So, where was he getting the inspiration for the dreams?

And now he had to and meet Judai's brother on top of all of this! Which lead to the next big question- What did one wear to meet their boyfriends older brother? By the time Judai came back Jesse still didn't have an answer, and Judai found him lying on the bedroom floor surrounded by clothes and close to tears again.

Jesse had one arm thrown over his eyes, so he didn't see Judai come in, but he heard the door open and smelled his cologne.

"Um, are you okay?"

"Fantastic. No, better- perfect. I am a perfect disaster," He informed Judai hysterically. "Just leave me here, go do something else today, because I am completely hopeless and all I will succeed in doing today is whining and bitching and being a general wet blanket!"

And now he was crying again! Jesse rolled onto his side and buried his face in a random t-shirt.

"What the hell is wrong with me?" He asked nobody in particular. He'd never acted like this before- this was the closest he'd come to throwing a fit in his life, including the time when he was still a kid.

"This was a bad idea," he mumbled to himself. "This whole thing was a bad idea. I knew I couldn't do this. I don't know why I even bothered to come here in the first place."

He'd completely forgotten that Judai was still in the room, so he nearly screamed in terror when he felt a hand on his arm, he jerked his head up and saw Judai lying on the floor next to him, one hand poised next to Jesse's face and a stern look on his face.

"Jesse," he said seriously. "Breathe."

Jesse took a deep, shaky breath and suddenly realized what he'd just said, and immediately tried to take it back.

"I don't mean that I wish I'd never met you," he said. "Not that I was even thinking that! I just meant that I shouldn't have tried because I-I'm just not the kind of person who can all of a sudden change who they are…"

The whole time he rambled Judai did not make a sound or try to stop him, he just gazed at Jesse with a patient- if not somewhat serious- look on his face, and by this point Jesse wasn't even sure what he was trying to say anymore, so he shut his mouth and scooted closer to Judai, resting his head in his neck and hugging him around the waist.

"I'm a mess," he said, as if Judai really couldn't have figured that out.

"Yeah, maybe you are. But you know what?" Jesse looked up at Judai, a few stray tears falling once more. Judai brushed them away tenderly and kissed his forehead. "I love you anyway. And for the record, I knew that you didn't mean you wished you'd never met me."

Jesse sniffled and rubbed his eyes. "I don't even know why I'm so upset."

"I think it might have something to do with your homesickness."

What? He wasn't-

Oh crap, yeah he was.

"Yeah, I… I guess I have been feeling a little homesick lately," He admitted.

"Hey, I know what that's like," Judai said. "Believe me- I moved here not that long ago, I remember what it felt like to wake up and realize that it doesn't feel like home anymore. You just need to give it some time, don't force yourself to feel like you're at home yet, because you aren't. and if you ever feel like you need someone to talk to, you can always call me. Or, you could probably talk to your friend Jim, I'm sure he could help too."

Jesse nodded and gave Judai a small but genuine smile. "Thanks, Judai. You really have a way with words."

"Must be my brother rubbing off on me," Judai said absently. "Speaking of which…" He sat up, taking Jesse's hand and pulling him to his feet. "Here." Judai picked up a white and blue plaid, button down shirt off the floor and handed it to Jesse. "You should wear this, it really brings out the color of your eyes."

Jesse took the shirt and waited until Judai had left the room to change. Once he was satisfied with the way he looked, he took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down.

"I'm just going to meet his brother," Jesse told himself firmly. "Not going off to my death. There is nothing for me to be scared of."


To be continued…