"You're gorgeous." He says. My face heats up a little at his words. Why is my face heating up? I know that he finds me attractive for some reason or another! What do I say to that? I don't know.

"We should probably go bath, I have to get to work soon." I say climbing off of him to go bath. A small growl comes from behind me. What did I do? I need to bath.

The bath is already mostly full of hot bubbly water, and the bathroom smells strongly of mint. The bath stops by it's self at the right height. Wow, I didn't even know that exists, I wonder if my bath does that. I turn my attention to a smirking Seto leaning against the two-faucet sink, not hiding any of his desires. Why does my heart beat so fast when he looks at me like that?

We're just taking a bath together! What that leads to isn't my concern at this very moment. We're dating god damn it and we've known each other for 4 years. Plus almost everyone thinks that we've done vastly more than this!

Here goes nothing, I grab the waistband and pull off my boxers and pants in one quick motion. I kick them to wall; I can just feel Seto's eyes on me, sinking my overly thin frame into his memory. I'm attractive to him, I have no idea why, but I am.

"You're virtual reality console isn't that good yet. You need a picture?" I smirk at the low growl I get from Seto. Perverting one of his company's toys, only a few people live to tell the tale. I slowly lower myself into the hot tub of bubbly water, having to get used to the heat as I go. Right as I get comfortable with the heat, Seto gets in right behind me in the overly large bathtub. It's as large as a double bed is, plenty of space for two people. He leans against the wall and I lay my head on his shoulder, while he wraps one arm around my back.

"If that was an actual offer, I'll redeem it when you're 18. Even consensual I really don't want child porn allocations on my hands. Also, I really don't want to know the mods people make to my duel disks." My face goes hot at the thought of Seto caring around naked pictures of me in his phone, not unpleasantly hot, just hot. Since I am a minor, any photos of me naked would be child porn, but that works the other way too. I can't have any of Seto. Duel disk mods, I'm not going to ask.

Seto kisses my forehead protectively. "Not that I'd let anyone see them anyway, and they would make long business trips a little more bearable. Wi-fi in hotels always sucks."

He lightly kisses his way down to my lips, his soft lips on mine, tasting 100 times sweeter then sugar, and shooting just as much pleasure downwards. I slowly lick his bottom lip, vainly requesting entrance, which of course is granted without any hesitation. I hand travels downwards, ever muscle and scar delicately brush under my hand on its journey.

My heart beats in my chest like it's trying to get out. What do I do with a penis? How do I give a handjob? How similar is it to masturbating?

Finally my hand's voyage ends as I wrap my hand around Seto's penis, and I start to jerk slowly, almost lazily. While I can't see anything from the bubbles, I can tell he has some girth and length.

A small moan comes Seto throat, but we keep the lazy speed, just enjoying the feeling of Seto's penis in my hand, his tongue in my mouth, his moans in my ear, and small tremors when I touch the head. He starts to buck into my hand; I think that means he getting closer. I think its time I get some pay back for Thursday. He'll have a visual mark by the end of this if I have anything to say about it. I start with light kisses on his upper neck, and soon move to actively trying to give him a hickey right above where his turtleneck stops. His breathing speeds up, and becomes shallower.

"Faster." he pants, and of course I comply. My arm is getting kind of tired. His nails dig slightly into my back, and I offer my lips, which he takes hungrily. His nails dig even harder by the second, his kiss quickens by the milliseconds, and all too soon I hear a gasp, he starts to contract under my hand and his nails stop their progress. When his nails have officially stop digging into my back, I give him one long, deep kiss and then let go. Then I break our kiss. He has a smile on his lips, and gratitude, happiness.

"I wasn't expecting that when I offered a bath, not that I'm complaining. As I expected, my puppy, for some reason, can give the best handjob I've ever gotten." He says with a teasing undertone. I'm male; I do have one of my own. Has this water gotten hotter, or is just me. But I'm still proud of that compliment, if a little embarrassed. To answer my own question, it is pretty similar to masturbating.

"Hey I do have one myself." I say, unsure how to answer that.

"Not going to demand a return favor? It's only fair." His free hand moves up my thigh, requesting permission, which is not something I did. I sort of assumed, opps. His hands on me! My most me screams yes, the hormonal teenage side of my brain screams yes at the top his lungs. The other part of me is now quite sure what to think.

I start to kiss him all over again, I think he'll get the message. He does, and with the first stroke, I feel like I'm on air. I can't even feel the water around me, and the only things keeping me grounded are Seto's lips and tongue exploring my mouth. I run my fingers through his still dry hair, pulling slightly every time he touches the head. Damn it, even if I can do this myself, it feels about 1000 times better when someone else does it. Its like my old apartment to Seto's house, estate would be a better word. He ends the kiss for a second to catch his breath, and I can just hear my pants, small moans. But as quickly as he stopped it, he resumed the kiss again. Right when my heart was getting a small break, but it speeds back up to almost heart attack level. He speeds his hand up, fuck that feels amazing. My hands shake from the pleasure, so badly I can hardly grasp Seto's hair. Its almost becomes unbearable when he touches the tip, just almost. My muscles start to contract; I have to concentrate on his lips so I don't fly away. I'm on air in the sky and slowly I fall back down to earth, back to Seto's estate and into Seto's arms. He releases his hand, and I give him another long kiss before opening my eyes.

"I think the favored has been redeemed." I say still panting slightly, endorphins course through my body making me a little sleepy again. I get comfortable again; just enjoy his naked, wet body against mine.

I just got a handjob from the CEO of fucking Kaiba corp, in fact, he offered it. How did I get myself in this position? Does it really matter? He wants me to be here and he wanted to do it. So it doesn't really matter how it happen, just that it did.

"Puppy…" He says a little unsure of how to proceed. I look up at him.

"Yes?" I say.

"Lets just say, if I get into something I get a bit obsessed. The cafe was really only a cafe in name, I mean, it didn't make any money and the owners were just ex employees." I guess I should have made the connection when I live in the same house as I used to work that Seto had something to do with the café. Also that is a little understatement right there. Just a little obsessed, maybe.

"Just a little bit obsessed." I tease back and give him a simple peck.

"We should probably shower off and get dressed. You have to be at work at 8 and it's 7:05." I pout, but I unstop the tub and get over to the shower, not before getting a small peck. He shampoos my hair, scratching my head and getting behind my ears, but making sure not to get it my eyes. I think head scratches may be the thing that will be hardest to get over, he just knows the exact pressure that feels the best, Then he conditioned my head too. We wash our faces with his expensive face wash. I get to play with his hair, which doesn't work very well because of the height difference. Instead I get shampoo in his eyes, oops. After apologizing about three or four times, he doesn't trust me to condition it. I pout, and whine but it doesn't persuade him at all. Instead I get something better, another very long kiss. He turns off the shower and grabs a two white with blue trim bathrobes from the cabinet right next to the shower. I used a standard bath towel yesterday, I feel gipped. I feel really gipped when he actually hands me the ultra plush cottony pre-warmed bathrobe. Why don't I have a towel warmer in my bathroom? I put it on and instantly feel a goofy smile come on my face, damn these are nice.

"You know, you have a pair in the master bedroom and the towel heater. Which I notice you don't use." I slightly blush.

"I slept in the downstairs bedroom and just never moved. The fridge was closer." I say as I tie my bathrobe and step on the floor, which is heated! How did I not know about this one?

"The master bed room also has a heated floor doesn't it?" I ask sounding slightly defeated. I get a small laugh from him at that.

"Yes, yes it is heated." Damn it, I really should actually explore the house I'm given.

"You still live there, need I remind you." He says while attacking me with a normal square towel to dry my soaking wet hair. Cottony soft head scratches! I approve. Soon the towel is as wet as my hair, which is still pretty much soaked, but my hair isn't dripping anymore. I glance at Seto's visibly drier hair, slightly curling and a mess. Even Seto doesn't wake up to perfect hair, its nice to know.

"Now I know how thick my puppy's hair is, infinitely. I might have to market it as a great toxic waste remover." He says holding the soaked towel. I smile at his comment; I can't really help myself around him. He throws the towel in the laundry basket, and walks over to the bathroom mirror. He opens it, nothing bad looking, no weird creams that I shouldn't know about. Some Band-Aids, a bottle of painkillers, Neosporin, allergy, cold and flu and then a bottle that is obviously prescription. Is that how he does it? Adderall? He pops a pill out of the allergy, and then takes pour a pill out of the bottle. I don't ask since I don't feel I really need to know or really have any right knowing. I assume that he takes them because he needs them and I'm not about to judge anything that helps him get through the day. He has a tough enough life; a little help is probably needed. He dry swallows both pills and closes the mirror. I can see both of our faces in the mirror, I'm interested and he won't look me in the eye.

"I'll forget." is all he says as explanation. So, this isn't something he shows everyone, more then likely no one knows and that bottle is something he's embarrassed of. I assume he doesn't take baths with any of his exes.

Hope you had fun with that.