KD: Hey peoples! Sorry about taking the chapter down shortly after putting it up. But after going through it again we saw a bunch of mistakes and wanted to make it better. So here it is, renewed and ready to go! Enjoy!
Again, referring back to chapter one (and the beginning of chapter two) will help this make more sense...
Chapter Twelve: Begging for a Bone
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-END LONG FLASHBACK-
That was how he ended up under Seto Kaiba's thumb. Joey thought that after that, things would get easier. Yeah, that was wishful thinking on his part. Not long after that Seto went into a two-week seclusion period where Joey had been unable to get in contact with him. Even when he tried coming over to his house he'd lock himself in his study and not come out. Mokuba had explained that Seto was in designing mode, that this was completely normal, and that it would be over once Seto completed his project. This didn't make Joey feel any better about being ignored, but he had long since learned Seto always put his business (and his brother) first.
Joey, of course, never breathed a syllable of his current involvement with the Kaiba Corp. president to his friends. As far as they knew, he was just an employee working at Kaiba Land, and he wanted to keep it that way; which is why both did their best to avoid each other in school during the rare occasions Seto actually made an appearance. Funny…. That was probably one of the few things they agreed on.
Looking down Joey could truly see that all the euphoria that he had from Seto touch left as quick as it had come. His eyes then drifted to his belt that was tossed upon the floor he got off of the bed for a brief minute to put his belt back on, but was not sure where to go from there.
Joey was trying to decide whether he should stay and wait in hopes that Seto might return (just so that he could rip Seto a new one), or if he should just give up and leave. He laid back down onto the bed and sighed, closing his eyes. "Kaiba's such a pain in the butt," he thought tiredly.
Joey woke up when he felt someone pulling on his hair. "Stay still Joey," Mokuba said, making small braids in Joey's hair.
"Mokuba, what do you think you're doing?" Joey tried swatting at Mokuba's hands to stop him from messing up his hair.
"But Seto will love it. It will go great with your costume too," Joey looked down and saw his bondage Halloween costume, collar, tail, and all.
"How did I get into this again?" Joey quickly shot off the bed knocking Mokuba over. Seto came out of the darkness in the corner of the room, grabbing the leash hanging from Joey's collar.
"I did it." Seto said, pulling Joey in closer to him.
"Kaiba, when did you get here?" Joey looked around the room noticing that Mokuba was gone, it was only him and Seto. "And where did Mokuba go?"
Seto lightly touched Joey's face, "Joey, Mokuba doesn't need to be here right now," there was a lust in Kaiba's voice.
"Did…did...you just call me Joey?" He stuttered out trying to step back from Seto.
Seto pulled hard on the leash, pulling Joey back to him. "You were a very good dog, waiting for your master."
Joey pulled again to Seto, inching closer to his face, only to abruptly fall to the ground.
Joey woke up again, on the floor. He stood up quickly looking around the room, patting down his hair. It was all just a dream. Joey sighed in relief, "That was one crazy dream. I wonder what it was all 'bout." Joey got back on the bed, resting his head against the headboard, trying hard to not fall back asleep, but his mind kept wandering back towards Kaiba.
"You were such a good dog waiting for your master," the brunette's voice echoed in his mind.
"That's it, I can't stand this!" He quickly stood up. "I'm going." He said, clenching his fist. "I'm not some dog waiting for his master to come home." Joey walked to the door and opened the door with vigor.
Much to Joey's surprise there was Seto standing in the door way as if he was about to open the door himself. Seto has a brief moment of surprise, his eyes wide with shock seeing Joey was going to leave. However, that shocked face instantly disappeared and turned into his usual grin. "Going somewhere, Wheeler? I don't remember telling you that you could leave, let alone get dressed." Seto leaned again the doorway with his arms crossed peering into Joey's eyes. He noticed that Joey's face was turning red, but not the one of pleasure, but of a fuming anger for far less pleasurable reasons than earlier.
"Well, Kaiba, if you wanted me to stay, you should have said something. Or you could have not showed up to the meeting! Ever think about that? It's always work work work! Can't you think of anything else!" Joey fumed out at Seto, talking so fast, Seto could only understand bits and pieces with the accent coming out thick as the anger rose. Joey started to pant, out of breath, glaring at Seto, hoping it would add some extra effect. However, Seto seemed unaffected by the blowup. He stays stoic and cool against the door frame.
"Such a noisy little mutt you are," Seto said, moving out of the doorway as if telling Joey to just go. "I don't have time to deal with people like you right now." Seto said nonchalantly. These words hurt Joey a little bit, made him feel wounded.
"Hey, whatch ya mean people like me?" Joey snapped back, trying to get something out of Seto, anything out of him. Seto just stood there, obviously ticked off more than usual. Joey noted this and walked out the room, lightly bumping into Seto, and softly saying, "Remember you gave me a cell phone, so give me a reason to use it." Joey tilted his head down and disappeared out of Seto's sight.
Joey had every intention of leaving. He did. But his footsteps, which had started out long and purposeful, dwindled into reluctant shuffling until he came to a halt in the vast hallway.
No… he couldn't let it end like this. Who knew how long it would be until he saw him again? Ah, who cares? Let him be wrapped up in his precious work. But he really did seem tired there, even though he was acting like he wasn't. Anybody would get tired from acting like a grade-A jerk all day. Maybe if Joey just talk to him… Since when has that ever worked? Ya never know; first time for everything, right?
Knowing he was going to regret this decision, he did an about face and went back to the room he had just left. When he arrived back, Kaiba was sitting on the bed working on his laptop, his long, nimble fingers dancing across the keyboard at a pace Joey knew he could never reach if his life depended on it. He glanced up only once when Joey entered the room before returning his eyes to the computer screen.
"You're still here?"
"Why so surprised? You're the one who brought me here," Joey reiterated.
"That doesn't mean I want you to stay," Kaiba said derisively.
"Well too bad, I'm staying!" Joey snapped back heatedly. He thought he saw the corner of Seto's mouth twitch but it came and went in the blink of an eye. "Look… can't we just talk or something?"
"Talking is for people who have something in common," Seto replied, fingers never slowing their typing and Joey wonder if the guy was writing a novel or something. "But if you want to make yourself useful, then fetch me some coffee."
Joey winced. He knew that he and Kaiba were almost nothing alike. Seto was rich, powerful, and important. He was everything Joey was not. Joey hated how inferior Seto always made him feel, not just in words, but also just being the way he was.
"Listen you!" Joey said marching over to Kaiba. "I'm not some servant that bends to your every will. If you want your coffee get it yourself."
Seto immediately stopped clacking away at the keyboard to look up at Joey. Seto noticed a harshness in Joey's eyes that he had never seen before. It was an uncharacteristic gravity that implied there was something deeper to the blond than what was usually put off. An unexpected edge of bitterness. Seto was taken aback by this a bit, but didn't let his icy stare show any signs of it. He returned to him computer clacking away, not saying a word to Joey.
"What's this, Kaiba? You don't have some lame comeback for me?" Joey said with a mocking voice.
Steam was rising in Seto's head. "Fine, Wheeler, you can stay, but if you bother me for even one second over your pointless problems, I'll have you removed by force." Joey's face was shocked, his jaw dropped wide open. This was the Seto that came out on ever rare occasion, the Seto whose heart was not covered in ice. Joey smiled to himself and sat on the bed next to Kaiba, he was trying to sneak glances at the computer to see what Kaiba was doing. "What do you think you're doing, Wheeler?" he said turning his head to look at him, but still nimbly typing away. Joey's face turned red, but he didn't say a word, remembering what Seto said to him moments ago. Seto chuckled to himself. "Such a good dog you are," he said in a taunting voice, as if he was trying to get Joey riled up.
This comment made Joey forget completely about keeping quiet. "I'm not your dog."
"Then why is it you keep coming to me for a bone?" Seto asked pointedly. "In case you haven't realized, unlike you, I have a life and responsibilities that are more important than catering to your every whim."
"I'm not asking for anything like that," Joey said defensively. "But is it a crime to ask for just a little attention every once in a while?"
"Save the whining for when I have you on the floor."
That did it. Joey grabbed the front of Kaiba's shirt. "Now look here you…"
The look in Seto's eyes made him freeze. He had forgotten, Seto hated being touched without consent. Snap! The sound of Kaiba abruptly shutting his laptop echoed through the empty room. With his other hand, Kaiba grabbed Joey's wrist tightly forcing him to let go of his shirt before flinging him back onto the bed. He calmly set the laptop down onto the floor to save it from getting damaged. Joey was taken by surprised and tried to sit back up, but Kaiba's hands were back on him faster than his Blue Eyes's white lightning attack, forcing him down onto the bed.
"Alright, Wheeler, you got your wish," Kaiba spoke in a low rumble that was anything but kind or loving. "You now have my full attention." Kaiba had a wicked grin on his face, full of lust that surprised and confused Joey. He knew he wanted attention, but not in this way. Joey took a deep gulp not known what to expect from Seto. "What's wrong, Wheeler? You got my attention. Isn't this what you wanted?" Seto's entire body was hovering over Joey's on the bed, creating a deep tension of desire and passion.
"Who ever said i wanted your attention this way, Kaiba?" Joey shot back, but in reality Joey did want to feel Seto's touch again, try to understand his body's own feelings to it better. Joey struggled to free himself. "If I wanted to I could easily get Kaiba off of me but I don't want him to learn anything that far back about me." Joey thought. "If we are going to do this, then I want to be on top. I wanna show Kaiba I'm not his submissive dog, but how do i do that without hurting him?"
Seto lifted his head up, lightly touching Joey's cheek moving slowly down his jaw line, leaving tingling trails where ever they brushed, making Joey shiver with expectation, wanting more pleasure. Seto's hands were soon on Joey's jacket, yanking it off without caring if it ripped. After his jacket was once again on the floor, Joey knew what to expect, but wanted to shake things up a bit. He placed his own hands on Seto's coat. He looked deep into Seto's eyes, showing him that he did NOT need his approval in order to show some form of intimacy back. Seto, surprisingly enough, allowed Joey the pleasure of removing his jacket, but as soon as it was off, Seto took off his own shirt, showing off his masculine, but slender, body to Joey. A cocky grin was on Seto's face while Joey stared at his body, causing Joey to take off his own shirt in rebellion.
True to his word, Seto was indeed giving his puppy his full attention. Not even thoughts of work strayed into his mind as he focused on his one goal: to break his puppy's resilience and let him know who was in charge. In a way, it was similar to the duel's they shared previously, will against will. Except this time there were no cards involved. The one thing Seto would ensure remain the same, is that he came out on top, always.
Both of them were leaned up on the bed in a dead stare down. Joey moved towards Seto to try to get on top of him, but as soon as he was, Seto flipped him over, as a statement to show dominance in whatever kind of relationship this was. This angered Joey, so he Irritated, Joey aimed for Seto's belt in vengeance, taking it off so fast, Seto didn't realize it was off till he heard the metal clank on the floor. Joey saw how much this angered Seto, but didn't care. Joey was trying to make a point to Seto; he was not a dog, and not begging for a bone, he was the one that was going to make Seto beg for a bone. Seto knew this, and fought back just as hard, yanking Joey's belt off and unbuttoning his pants, sticking his hand deep in. Joey's face flushed, and Seto knew that he had full control once again. In no time Joey's pants and boxers were fully off, and Joey could see the total satisfaction on Seto's face.
Seto enjoyed the challenge that was Joey Wheeler and in this situation Joey didn't let him down. He could see how hard Joey was trying to be on top, which made Seto want the mutt even more. However, he knew to have some sense of restraint, despite his bodies urges. There would be more than enough time in the future for the two, so why rush it now, all he wanted to do was enjoy Joey in the now.
Seto started to move his hand up and down going harsher and harsher down on Joey's warmth. Joey held in every pleasureful moan in resistance to Seto's bold moves. "I can't let him get the best of me," Joey thought in gritted frustration. "If I do, I'll never hear the end of it." He noticed Seto shift, and move lower down on his body. Joey felt the absence of touch on his other self and began to sit up with the intention of gaining back control of the situation. However, suddenly the coolness of Seto's mouth met Joey's warmth and it felt like nothing Joey ever felt before. This move made Joey give out a loud moan of total pleasure and defeat to Seto. Seto was moving oh so slowly on Joey getting out every sound of submission he could get. This show of weakness frustrated Joey, but he could not do anything because his body didn't want to disrupt the others progress, it was too entranced by the pleasure. Seto stopped and moved back up on Joey's body, his hand once again doing all the work.
Seto's face was once again next to Joey's ear, lightly nibbling on the lobe, whispering, "See? You always come back for a bone."
Joey wanted to call him an ass or bastard, but all the pleasure he was receiving was too great for him to handle. Soon Finally, Joey found felt relief once again, all the pressure building up finally let loose. With tired eyes and flushed cheeks, Joey looked at Seto, seeing him lick the salty essence off his fingers with sensual pleasure. Joey's body was too tired to move and Seto notice that and laid next to Joey in bed. Seto noticed Joey's exhaustion and chose to lie down next to him, letting him rest until he was back to his hyper self once again.
KD: And that's scene! Happy belated New Year everyone. We're really hoping to get more reviews in the future. Even though we have people tell us in one chapter that we're doing great, when we don't get any (or very few) reviews for the chapters that follow, that tells us we're doing something wrong. Just food for thought. Until next time!
