Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.
Title: Endearment and Enmity
Rating: T-M depending on chapter, M overall
Summary: When you're literally married to the person you despise.
Warnings: Homosexual relationships, vulgar words and adult situations.
Author's Note: I don't know why I wrote this.
WARNING: MATURE CONTENT
Chapter 25: Exposition Interlude
"How does a place this big not drive you insane?" Honda asked Jonouchi, they and the rest of the Yugi-tachi save for Otogi were seated at the dining room table. While Jonouchi reminded him that they had live-in staff who could cook for them, Otogi insisted on cooking breakfast for all of them; reminding them it would be like their high school days.
"You get used to it." Jonouchi dismissed vaguely, having never once mentioned to his friends that he actually lived for the most part in the safe house because of how big and lonely the mansion was.
"You've been checking your phone every five seconds the entire time Jonouchi, are we boring you?" Anzu nudged, her tone slightly teasing.
"It's just that Seto is flying back for Korea, and set to come back any minute now. He should be calling or texting soon to tell me if he made it back safe." Jonouchi said, passively looking down at his phone screen which still had no notifications from his husband.
"Huh. I never thought you'd be such an attentive husband, Jonouchi." Anzu giggled; the sudden implications made the CRNA's ears turn red as he quickly shoved his phone back into his pocket "Aw, look at him. Trying to hide how caring he is."
He mumbled under his breath, and looked away from his friend just as Otogi returned with the food. He had brought them each grilled fish, steamed rice, and tamagoyaki. "You were out of tofu." Otogi chided the blond as he set everyones plates. Jonouchi said nothing; it was the cook who stocked the kitchen, not him.
Once everyone had their plates, Otogi sat next to his partner, Honda pouring them both tea before he would start eating. Jonouchi's mouth dried a bit; despite being from Japan, he actually hated green tea, and after being in the States for so long, he was more hard-pressed for coffee. He would drink it to be polite though, as Otogi had been cooking for them for over half an hour.
He could see a similar look of distaste from Ryou as he drank his own green tea; the English were in fact fond of tea, but their preferred type was black tea.
"Where's Chokichi?" Anzu asked the couple, holding her rice bowl close to her to lessen the risk of dropping rice grains with her chopsticks, as this particular type of rice was slightly dry.
"He's with Honda's mother." Otogi replied, resting slightly on the brunet's shoulder. "We wanted it to be just adults today since it's the last day we're all together."
"Ah." Anzu nodded.
"What made you two decide to start a family, anyways? It's nice, but it wasn't entirely expected." Yugi asked, his tone polite.
Honda hummed "It seemed a little early in our lives, I know - but we really wanted to have kids while we still had the energy to keep up with them."
"You never did say how you got a kid, though..." Jonouchi commented, taking a sip of green tea and hiding a grimace.
Ryou spoke up where he was, voicing Jonouchi's thoughts "He doesn't look adopted."
"He isn't." Otogi shook his head "He's from a surrogate. We found an egg donor with black hair and green eyes, and Hiroto supplied the-"
"Got it." Jonouchi interrupted him and lifted his hand up to emphasize the 'please don't' implied.
"Are you guys considering kids in the future?" Otogi asked, looking at Anzu and Yugi.
"We've thought about it..." Yugi trailed off, but then shook his head "But we agreed that it won't be until we're in our thirties at least."
"And it would have to be adopted." Anzu explained, seeing puzzled expressions amongst the group, she elaborated further "I do not want to ruin my body for dancing - nothing against women athletes that have given birth, but I do not want to risk it myself. And, high-risk pregnancies run in my family, my mother had dangerously high blood pressure while expecting me and almost died."
The group nodded, although only Jonouchi probably understood exactly what she meant. She was most likely referring to pre-eclampsia, or maybe even full on eclampsia if Anzu's mother had almost died.
"You don't have to justify not wanting to get pregnant," Jonouchi reminded her "it's up to you how you choose to live your life and what you prioritize."
"How… strangely mature of you." She glanced at him humorously.
"Strangely?" He parroted, fake-offended.
"You don't exactly have the greatest track record for… not being sexist." She reminded him, and rolled her eyes with a smirk.
"I'll have you know I support women's rights one-hundred-precent!" Jonouchi almost explained, much to the amusement of his friends "I am in a mostly womens profession, and I've never looked down on my female peers or patients! I am in full support of equal rights between genders - don't you remember that time in high school I entered that Beauty pageant?"
The entire group blinked at him owlishly.
"...No." Yugi finally answered, slowly, looking at his friend like he was insane.
"You really don't remember? Miho was there too, but then this evil bitch chloroformed her, and also someone in the crowd threw a pie at me." Jonouchi 'reminded' his friends.
"I think the stress of your job is catching up to you, Jonouchi." Anzu said, going back to her breakfast.
Before the blond nurse could retort, his phone suddenly pinged. Instantly, he pulled his phone out of his pocket and was both excited and relieved to see a message from Seto saying he'd arrived safe at his Domino HLZ, and would be returning to the Manor within the hour.
"Hubby home?" Otogi asked teasingly, likely in response to the exuberant expression on his friends face. Jonouchi shot him a small side-glare, which didn't phase him, before returning to his own breakfast.
"He should be home within the hour, hopefully the doesn't decide to kick you guys out." He explained.
"It's not like we're taking up space." Ryou pointed out.
"Yeah, but you know how he feels about the 'geek patrol', since he can't thirst all over Atem anymore, it's not like he feels any sort of connection to this group as a hole anymore."
Yugi choked on his tea. "Thirsting?" He asked, horrified.
Jonouchi looked at his friend, as if asking him if he was being serious right now "Bro… you can't say he wasn't obsessed with the Pharaoh. He literally invented time travel just to see him."
"They're cousins." Yugi reminded him, slightly flustered now.
"Well, actually..." Honda hummed in thought "Preist Set is Atem's cousin, Kaiba is just a reincarnation. Even if Kaiba was descended from Set, that was thousands of years ago. And it's not like you and Kaiba are related."
Yugi huffed; the implication that Kaiba likely had feelings for his former alter ego wasn't settling right with him. After all, Yugi himself was Atem's reincarnation.
"It's not too surprising mate," Ryou said to Yugi, taking a sip of his tea "the evil ring spirit also had a giant hate-boner for the Pharaoh."
A hush fell across the group at the casual mention of the Thief Kings own thirst for Atem.
"A-And how do you know that?" Yugi dared asked.
"Our thoughts were linked - mostly on my end it was open, and usually his was closed. Sometimes he let his guard down and his end of the connection was open; he had these… fantasies of what he would do if he ever defeated Atem. I'll give you a hint; he didn't want to immediately kill Atem, but he did want to dominate him..."
"Please stop." Yugi groaned and put his face into his hands, likely to hide how absolutely red with shame he was. Ryou chuckled at this reaction, and put his cup down.
For the next few minutes the group just ate quietly.
Then Ryou spoke up "Have you and Kaiba considered children?" He asked Jonouchi, who dropped his chopsticks onto his bowl in surprise at the British man bringing up the earlier topic.
"Uhmmm..." Jonouchi blinked, racking his brain for an excuse "We uh… it hasn't come up..." He answered honestly.
"I'm surprised," Ryou commented "with his wealth you could potentially have as many kids as you want."
Being in his mid twenties, he supposed if he was back in the United States he would be the normal age to start a family. However, the problem with that was that he wasn't the US anymore, he was in Japan where people usually started families in their thirties - not to mention, he and Seto got along now, but the longevity or lack thereof of their marriage was still under question, bringing a kid into this now would be irresponsible and cruel.
And… his own parents had started their family early in life. If it wasn't the root cause, it was at least a big contributing factor in the destruction of their marriage. Maybe if they had waited a few years…
He shook his head to get those thoughts out of his head. "If it comes up, it comes up. Right now, we aren't considering children." He explained definitively. Ryou respectfully nodded, and returned to his breakfast.
"I don't remember leasing my manor out for Dorkfest."
Jonouchi looked over his shoulder to see Seto having walked into the living room, looking unimpressed to see the entire reformed Yugi-tachi sprawled out on the several couches of the room, watching television on the giant HD TV.
"Welcome back." Jonouch greeted with a grin, bailing over the back of the couch and walked over his his husband, putting both hands on the sides of his arms and then standing on his tip-toes to reach up and kiss his cheek. "I'm glad you made it back safely."
Outwardly, Seto didn't seem affected by the affection, but Jonouchi knew by now that wasn't inwardly the case. "I thought I told you this was a geek-free zone." Seto warned, although his 'threat' was empty. He was just mildly annoyed more than anything.
"If that were true, you wouldn't be standing here would you?" He chuckled in spite of the glare from the tall brunet.
"Whatever, I'm too jetlagged to bother with geek patrol, just keep it quiet in here." Seto dismissed, before turning heel and leaving, presumably retiring for the day.
"Wow," Ryou said from the couch where he was sitting upside-down "I think that was the friendliest I've ever seen Kaiba."
"Mhmm." Anzu hummed in agreement, her voice thick with fatigue and her crystal-blue eyes barely open. She was sitting in Yugi's lap in the recliner; it was evident she was near sleep.
"Old age must be catching up with him." Honda agreed, unpausing the movie they were watching.
"I'm gonna make sure he settles in so he doesn't bother us later, I'll be right back." Jonouchi told his friends before turning around the leaving the same way Seto had.
By the time he arrived at the room, Seto had already dressed down to just his button shirt and trousers, and was sitting on the edge of the bed, tiredly unbuttoning the cuffs. When Jonouchi entered the room, he flicked his eyes upward; his dark-ringed eyes were still tired, but something akin to warmth flickered in them, something that made the others chest twitch in contentment but also anxiety, for some reason.
"Did you call?" Was the first thing Seto asked, automatically.
"Not even gonna let me bullshit, huh?"
"Your deflection doesn't work on me. Did you call?"
Jonouchi slowly nodded, but he looked slightly to the side. "This doctor… She's one of the best?"
Seto nodded, removing his watch "She wasn't my Psychiatrist, but mine did recommend her. Mine leans into Psychotherapy, while yours is more of a Counseling type. We have similar problems, but our needs are different. If she doesn't work out for you, she can always refer to someone else."
Jonouchi nodded, shuffling slightly where he stood as he looked to the ground. After his recent episode at their anniversary, and both of them revealing their traumas to each other, Seto let Jonouchi onto another little known fact about himself; he was in therapy. More precisely, ever since he'd returned from dueling Atem in the afterlife, he'd been seeing a Psychiatrist at the behest of his brother, who at the time had been freaking out and a nervous wreck because he was afraid Seto would never return.
He had to admit, that was a surprise to him. He never imagined Seto Kaiba to be the type to admit he definitely had issues and needed professional help for it, and actually get that help. Moreover, there was always a stigma against mental health issues, especially for men. Something so deeply and internalized into men for such a long time, that many found it difficult to impossible to un-learn.
Jonouchi himself was a healthcare provider, he knew that mental health issues were very real and had dealt with several patients with those issues, but it didn't stop the shame he was currently feeling for seeking help. He knew things like counseling and therapy were necessary for his mental health, and mental health wasn't anything to be ignored or downplayed, but deep down he couldn't help but feel like he was being weak.
Seto then very firmly requested he start seeing a therapist. Jonouchi reluctantly agreed with some persuasion from the other, and today before his friends had come over he called the Psychiatrist to schedule his first appointment.
"Is it hard?" Jonouchi asked softly "Do you try to open up and… can't?"
Seto set his watch, wedding ring and wallet onto the nightstand before standing up "You should focus on you." He chided gently.
"I know, I know." Jonouchi sighed, closing the door behind him as he strode over to his husband "It's just… I'm nervous, you know? I'm worried I'm going to clam up, or start sobbing, or you know - it's embarrassing."
"This is her profession, Katsuya." Seto reminded him as Katsuya rested his head against his shoulder. "There's very little you can do or say that she hasn't seen or heard, or already trained for. You've had several patients come in with embarrassing issues, yes?"
"Yeah..." Jonouchi confirmed; the patient came to the ER because he got his penis stuck in a camp stove came to mind.
"And you cared for their health issues anyways?"
"Yeah..."
"Then stop worrying about what 'others' will think." Seto finished, looking down before quickly kissing the top of his head, more of a peck really but at least he was trying with the loving gestures.
Jonouchi backed up and plopped onto the edge of the bed where Seto had just been sitting. Seto unbuttoned his white shirt and tossed it aside, walking into the bathroom. Jonouchi got a glimpse of his pale back before the door closed behind him, and felt his ears heat up again.
Before, he'd been too distracted by his resentment towards Seto to really feel anything positive towards thim, but now that that resentment was gone, he found himself even more attracted to his husband than he had been even when they were younger. Then again, he resented him back then too…
So many things that were easy to hate or gloss over before were so much more difficult to ignore now. The way he walked in a way that managed to be very graceful, but very commanding at the same time. The blue of his eyes that seemed to shift from icy to deep ocean, paradoxically reserved and expressive. The very precise and focused movements of his fingers. His clear and concise choice of words. His near innocence when it came to anything in the romantic department. Almost everything about him was captivating.
There were only a few things about Seto that irked Jonouchi, one of them was the way he stood up slowly from a sitting position to avoid getting dizzy, a clear sign of chronic orthostatic hypotension, and maybe even sinus bradycardia, but that would be a conversation for later.
It wasn't that Jonouchi didn't want Seto. Hell, he wanted him really bad, but it just seemed too soon. That, and, from experiance… having sex with a virgin was always at least a little bit awkward and hesitant. The fact they were both men didn't help either, as safe sex between men required a certain degree of preperation. They couldn't just 'dive' into it.
He'd had more than a few patients, male and female alike, who, in their inexperience, didn't realize the anus didn't lubricate like a vagina. And then had to seek medical help because of tearing and/or subsequent infection.
They both knew there was tension, but currently there was no way of dealing with it… He didn't see Seto as the type to just ask for sex, considering his lack of experiance. And Jonouchi couldn't bring it up without feeling like he was somehow taking advantage of his husband.
So, now it was just a waiting for the right moment, if it came.
Aaaaand now that he spent the past seven minutes thinking about sex with Seto, he now had another certain problem at hand, one that would soon be in hand.
Blushing, he breathed in deeply as he composed himself so he could walk to his own room. A more arduous task than it sounded, considering the distance between Seto's room and his own. They didn't even live in the same wing of the mansion.
He jumped in surprise when the bathroom door opened and Seto exited, in his sleep attire but towel draped over his neck. Jonouchi made sure to be facing away from him. "Are you alright?" Seto asked, obviously noticing the near panic.
"Y-Yeah, I'm just gonna let you sleep, okay? Don't sleep too long or you won't be able to get back to sleep tonight." Jonouch said very quickly as he tried to leave, crouching slightly to hide the tenting. Tried being the keyword, as before he could take more than one step he felt Seto grab his shoulder to turn him around.
"Have a good day." Seto said before pulling him into a kiss. Jonouchi's eyes widened in panic as he stood there frozen. A kiss wasn't new anymore, but Seto grabbed his waist and pulled him over so they were pressed together. It would have been such a nice, sweet gesture if it weren't for the fact that there was no conceivable way that Seto couldn't feel the erection from his partner.
To his horror, he did see Seto's eyes round out slightly from presumably surprise. The horror flashed into confusion when he saw… another emotion crossed his husband's face. One Jonouchi hadn't seen from him before, yet he recognized it.
He gasped when Seto disconnected his lips, just to suddenly wrap his arms over his waist firmly and practically squeezed him against him, holding him close and slamming his lips hard against his again.
Impulsively, Jonouchi returned to kiss with equal force. He couldn't resist this… he didn't want to. He'd needed physical intimacy for so long that his body was now autopilating against his brain.
Seto whirled them around and practically slammed the blond against the bed, somehow not breaking the kiss. Jonouchi went almost slack, summoning just enough bodily control to hang his arms over the back of Seto's neck. He closed his eyes, a warm feeling fogging up his nerves, thoughts, and even his vision unfocused a little.
He hummed happily at the addition of tongue into the kiss, pleasantly surprised at the bold move from the other, sighing when Seto finally pulled away to rest his forehead against his.
Jonouchi opened his eyes again, still so hazy from desire he could barely notice the details of his husbands face. All he could note was that Seto's normally pale face was now flushed, and a strange mix of emotions flashing through his features.
However, Jonouchi's hazy vision became more focused, and so did his mind, when he saw there was apprehension. Seto may have made the first move, but all of this was still new to him.
"W-What are you..." Jonouchi tried negotiating, only for Seto to quickly peck his lips again, seemingly to silence him momentarily.
"I can see you're bothered..." Seto began in a manner that was way too smooth for someone who'd never seduced anyone, it would have been even sexier if it weren't for the fact he'd botched the euphemism 'hot and bothered'. "I can help you with that"
The blond beneath him stared up at him, his heart pounding against his parietal pleura. He, in spite of his more base insincts, shook his head slightly "W-we shouldn't, you haven't-"
"I want to," Seto insisted, shifting closer to him in a way that definitely caused pressure and friction to the erection between them, making Jonouchi quietly groan "will you let me?"
Jonouchi bit his lip. One one hand, Seto was inexperienced. On the other hand, that meant he needed to gain experience. "Fine..." Jonouchi agreed, unslinging one arm over Seto's neck to instead cup his cheek with his calloused hand "But, p-please, just this… Not further, not yet." Going all the way right now wasn't smart, for several reasons.
Seto nodded in agreement, shifting back slightly just to rub the outside of the others pants. Knowing how loud he could be without control, Jonouchi ducked his head a little so he could catch the neckline of his shirt with his teeth, biting down on it to muffle any noise he might make. After all, the Yugi-tachi was still in the living room even if they were pretty far away.
The CEO stood up before kneeling slightly to undo the button and zipper of the blonds pants, slipping his fingers past the slit of the boxers and gripping the firm arousal housed under. Jonouchi slammed his arms down on the bed to grip the sheets hard, watching as Seto pulled him out, and shivering slightly at the feeling of the room temperature that seemed cold against the engorged organ.
"You're bigger than I thought you would be." Seto mumbled; Jonouchi paused being horny for a second so he could roll his eyes at the back-handed compliment.
'This guy really knows how to pitch woo doesn't he...' Jonouchi thought sarcastically, but the ability to make intelligent thought flew right out the window as soft, slender fingers slowly grasped his shaft. Biting down harder on his neckline, Jonouchi plopped his head back onto the bed, staring up at the ceiling, he had enough sense to figure that Seto might feel self-conscious being watched.
The pumping motion started very slow and deliberate, as if Seto were trying to get a feel for a proper grip and rhythm, as indicated by his grip fluctuating constantly. That was fine though, Jonouchi wasn't picky nor hard to please.
Jonouchi rolled his head back hard when Seto suddenly started jerking him extremely hard and fast, almost as if he was trying to set a fire with friction alone. Normally, Jonouchi wouldn't mind this, but they weren't using any kind of lubricant so the friction wasn't exactly pleasurable. "N-Not so hard-" Jonouchi whimpered through the fabric of his shirt, and Seto immediately stopped.
"Sorry." Seto said, and Jonouchi felt just a tiny bit bad about the guild in Seto's tone.
"He let go of the neckline I've got some hand lotion in my fleece jacket." Jonouchi told him, blushing. Seto nodded and removed his hand, shuffling over to the half-zip jacket on the desk, leaving his partner feeling awkward just lying there with an exposed erection.
Seto quickly returned, squeezing about a quarter-sized dollop of pale orange lotion into his hand, an almost amused expression across his face "You use pumpkin spice scented hand lotion?"
"Oh shut up." Jonouchi huffed, clamming up by biting back down on his shirt as Seto leaned back over him and resumed jerking him off. Jonouchi rolled his head back again as his shaft became coated in the lotion from the motion of the hand around it, the grip was still a bit tight but not unpleasant.
It wasn't long when he started to feel a familiar tightness in his lower stomach, causing him to pant heavily through his nose so he could continue to bite the shirt. "Mnnnff-" he moaned through his clenched teeth "don't stop." He whimpered.
Seto didn't answer, instead pulling the shirt down with his free hand to remove the neckline from the others mouth, and kissing him hard. Jonouchi kissed back, but sloppily, struggling to breath through his nose.
He felt a slight nibble of his bottom lip before his entire body stiffened up all at once, forcing him to jerk his head back again "Ah-!" He gasped, clawing desperately the duvet beneath him for purchase as the pressure reached its maximum, and he came hard in Seto's hand.
Jonouchi went slack; the haze that had engulfed him began to ebb away from the aftershocks running through his body, and he was just barely cognisant of Seto cleaning both of them off with the towel he'd had with him earlier.
"S-Sorry if that was a bit quick for you, it's been a while..." Jonouchi mumbled, Seto simply shook his head. "And you're pretty good..."
"You were fine." He insisted and pecked his lips again, Jonouchi felt himself blush as the other tucked his flaccid cock back into his pants for him.
He noticed the brunet now had the very same problem he had just had "Would you let me return the favor?" He asked, the afterglow giving him a bravado he wouldn't usually have towards his spouse.
Seto paused, he seemed genuinely confused for a minute, but then seemed to realize what he meant. "Are you-" he paused again "sure?" He finished.
He seemed to genuinely want to participate, but his lack of experience was showing through; Seto had never been pleased by another person.
Jonouchi made sure to keep himself open, not trying to seem disappointed or overly eager at either prospect "Hey, heyy," he assured, sitting up and cupping both of his cheeks gently "if you don't want to, we don't have to. If you want to, I'm here for you. There's no rush"
Seto looked him in the eyes, as if trying to reaffirm what the other was saying. "I want to." He nodded. Jonouchi kissed his cheek quickly before switching their positions, which wasn't very graceful given the jelly-like state of his legs.
He looked around for something, and Seto knit his brows together seeing this "What is it?" he asked.
"I can't… Swallow. I need something to spit into." Jonouchi explained sheepishly; he didn't mind giving head, he liked giving head, but he never could get over his aversion to swallowing. Maybe it was his awareness of how much of a biohazard semen was, more likely it was the fact that semen tasted like salty mucus.
"There's a coffee mug under the bed." Seto said; Jonouchi quirked his brow at him but shrugged, quickly ducking onto the floor and grabbing the mug. It was plain black coffee mug with a white KC logo on it, there was dried, syrupy stains inside, indicating that there used to be coffee in it.
Putting the mug down beside him, Jonouchi knelt in front of Seto, gently sliding between his willowy legs and rubbing the outside of his pants gently. Seto was hard, but still about half flaccid. Humming appreciatively, Jonouchi unzipped his slacks and deliberately reached inside, glancing up at his partner every so often to make sure he was okay with what he was doing.
He gripped around the semi flaccid cock and gently drew it out of it's confines; it took every ounce of Jonouchi's self control to not look shocked. Seto was legitimately huge. Jonouchi himself wasn't a decent size, but his husband was on a differently calibre.
'Of fucking course Kaiba Seto is huge,' Jonouchi thought amusingly as he began stroking him to full hardness 'no one can can that full of themselves and be small.' He was also surprised that, besides the occasions hitch in breathing pattern, Seto didn't seem to outwardly react at all; he was way too good at hiding his emotions.
Jonouchi once again glanced up at his husband for confirmation as he scooted closer; there was the faintest of nods from Seto, who must be using an unnecessary amount of self-control to not vocally or facially react.
Closing his eyes, Jonouchi knelt his head down and gently took the tip nto his mouth. The sudden reaction from Seto was almost instantaneous as he suddenly groaned aloud; although, as soon as he caught himself, he slapped his own hand over his mouth, seemingly to shut himself up. Jonouchi didn't know if he was being self-conscious, or if it was because they had guests over, but now wasn't the time to ask.
Jonouchi slid his mouth down slightly, taking in the entire head in his mouth but not much further. He felt Seto's other hand begin to tangle fingers into his thick blonde hair, but not pushing or pulling yet, which was good. It'd been a while, so he really needed to gather his bearing.
Humming for vibration, Jonouchi experimentally ran his tongue around the neck of the glans, before delving the tip into the slit on top. He was delighted to hear a muffled moan, which would have been loud if the hand wasn't there. Emboldened by this, he took in more or more of the shaft, until he'd taken in as much as he could without stimulating his throat.
He stayed in place, humming for vibration again, when the felt the fingers tangled in his hair start to tighten. Jonouchi inwardly winced, feeling the hair pull at the hidden scar on the back of his head, but he ignored it. He reached up and wrapped his hand around the remainder of the shaft, and began bobbing his head, pulling up until he was almost all of the way off, before quickly dipping his head back down.
The bitter taste of precum began to envelop his tongue, so he began bobbing his head faster, making sure to apply his tongue harder against the tip when he came up. He tightened his eyes shut tighter when the felt the hand in his hair begin tugging, the tell-tale sign of an oncoming orgasm.
He pumped his hand in rhythm with his bobbing, and squeezing his hand when he came to the base of the cock. There was a loud, muffled moan from Seto, and Jonouchi's eyes flung open as he mouth filled with warm, sticky cum.
Wincing at the bitter taste, Jonouchi kept his mouth in place and continued pumping his hand to make sure the orgasm was fully ridden out, and when he felt Seto stop spasm he finally pulled up. In almost a rush, he grabbed the coffee mug from the floor and spat the viscous white fluid into it, spitting his own saliva into it at least three times to get the taste out.
He set the mug back down and looked up at his partner. Seto was now basically splayed out on the mattress, breathing heavily with his eyes half-lidded. He was still in the aftershock state, but was coming down quickly from the high of orgasm. However, he had just enough self control to tuck his dick back into his sleep pants.
Feeling uncharacteristically bashful, Jonouchi asked, quite sheepish "How was I…?"
Seto simply hummed, fluttering his eyes closed.
"Seto?"
"Really good..." Seto replied, now sounding exhausted, as if all of the jetlag caught up to him all at once and with a vengeance. Jonouchi crawled back onto the bed and, grunting, dragged Seto up to the pillows. Automatically, the CEO rolled onto his side, sliding one arm under the pillow his head was now resting on.
"Your arm is going to fall asleep like that." Jonouch reminded him, struggling to pull the duvet out from under him and put it over the brunets sleepy form.
"Whatever." Seto grunted in response.
Jonouchi grinned, feeling the bashfulness disappear. He leaned over and kissed the side of his husband's head. "I'll wake you up in a few hours, okay?"
Seto nodded slightly, but didn't answer otherwise. Sighing, Jonouchi carefully slid off of the bed, grabbing the mug from the floor and emptied it into the sink of the adjacent bathroom. In front of the mirror, Jonouchi quickly looked over himself to make sure he didn't have any cum on him.
He had some of the white stuff on his shirt, but that was an easy fix, he had a few of his shirts around the room.
Once changed, he quietly shuffled out of the room, going down the many hallways to return to the living room where his friends were still waiting for him. Anzu had fallen asleep, and now so has Yugi as he was holding her. Otogi and Honda were leaning against each other under a blanket, and Ryou appeared to be texting someone, now sitting right side up.
Honda looked over his shoulder as he heard the blond approach "About time." He scolded.
Jonouchi grinned lopsidedly "Sorry about that, there was something really important we had to talk about." He apologized, jumping over the back of the couch to return to his earlier sitting spot.
"Was that 'something important' a quickie?" Otogi teased all-knowingly; Jonouchi whipped his head at him to attempt a glare, but it just made the Dice Master grin even more cheekily at him, as if him responding was confirmation.
To be continued...
Author's note: The alternate title for this chapter was 'Helping Hand', lol.
Jonouchi has a really good, relaxing day with his friends, this chapter is mostly dedicated to exposition but also there's buildup to boning.
Everyone teases Yugi about how much everyone wanted to the bang the pharaoh. There's a season zero easter egg where Jonouchi brings up the season zero episode where he actually participated in the same beauty pageant/show as Miho. The group doesn't confirm or deny that this actually happened, or Miho's existing, just roll their eyes at their friend.
And the topic of kids. Chokichi wasn't adopted or magically conceived, he was surrogated by an egg donor who had a striking resemblance to Otogi while Honda supplied the *ahem* baby batter. Yugi and Anzu want to be more stable before having children, they're perfectly fine just being a couple for now. If they did have kids, they would adopt. Just because they're a straight couple doesn't mean they have to conceive, adoption is not just a 'fall back option'.
Jonouchi is now going to see a Counselor, Kaiba already sees a Psychiatrist and has been for years. Yes, there's a difference, although they overlap in many aspects; basically one is acute and the other is chronic. Counseling can be more for stress caused by current changes in life (death of a loved one, loss of an opportunity), it is meant to be short-term and focus on specific issues. Psychotherapy is for someone who needs long-term help with their mental health, and usually focuses on a range of issues rather than specific ones, and is typically for people who have a mental disorder. Not to underplay Kaiba, but even on a surface issue this dude clearly has issues.
Some of you might think, well Jonouchi has Kaiba now, so why the therapist? Shouldn't Kaiba be helping him with his PTSD and commitment issues? To which I say, absolutely not. It is not, and should not, be your significant others job to be your therapist. If you have issues that need to be addressed, yes it's important to have a support system, but it's also important to see a professional who is trained and versed in assisting people with their mental health issues.
So, Kaiba instead had Jonouchi referred to a specialist. He is there to love and support his husband, and they work together to adjust their behavior and actions around each other to maintain a healthy relationship and environment, but he is not the sole care provider.
