Author's notes: It's been a while, but I'm back again with these two! Hope you guys enjoy some puppyshipping hotness.

P is for Phone

"How long until you get home?" Joey's voice asked in his ear.

Seto rubbed his forehead, his eyes set on the white ceiling of his hotel room. He was laying on the large, comfy bed, still dressed in his business suit.

"I think I've landed it. They should sign tomorrow. So, two more days, if shit doesn't hit the fan."

The CEO sighed.

"And the fan better remain shit-free. I want to come home."

He wasn't lying just to please Joey - he had wanted to come home to him the moment he had stepped out, just like he had for every business trip since the feisty blonde had strutted his way into his heart.

"I'll welcome ya proper," Joey promised, his voice suddenly sultrier. "Kiss you, hold you - I miss your arms around me. I miss your lips on mine. I hate it when you're gone, but I love welcoming you back home - so eager and hungry for me every time."

Seto closed his eyes, his mouth suddenly dry. He could almost feel him in his arms, could almost feel his mouth against his.

"I kiss and hug you and it gets you going every time. I feel you growing hard against me-"

Seto half-repressed a grunt. Fuck, he was getting hard now in real life, not just in Joey's scenario.

"I reach down," Joey's voice was sweet as honey, "I start by rubbing ya, slowly, gently... just teasing for now... just to feel your cock growing harder against my hand..."

The faintest moan came from Seto's throat, and it did not go unnoticed by his boyfriend.

"Are you hard for me, rich boy?"

"Yeah," Seto breathlessly replied.

"Good," his naughty puppy replied, "Touch yourself, like I would... slowly, gently rubbing over your pants..."

There was a discreet but unmistakable sigh of pleasure in Joey's ear, and he knew Seto was following his instructions.

"And then, when you're so hard it hurts, so hard you're about to lose it and bend me over right here and there, I'll undo your belt, unzip your pants..."

Seto got the message and did exactly that.

"Free your beautiful cock and start jerking you off properly... a slow pump at first, still kissing you..."

Seto closed his eyes - his boyfriend's voice was giving him chills. He moaned, throwing his head back in the white pillow of the hotel bed, his back arching against the soft mattress as his hand moved up and down his length.

"Seto-" the blond panted.

His voice was breathless, and that fact did not elude the CEO. He smirked.

"Are you hard, puppy?"

"Mmh-mmh-"

The smirk grew slightly larger on his lips, and his hand was still stroking his cock as he spoke:

"Are you touching yourself?"

Seto could almost hear Joey blush through his confession, and now he was imagining his feisty blond laying on their bed, naked, jerking off for him. He grunted, his hand picking up the pace as the mental image of Joey handling his beautiful cock for his eyes to enjoy grew clearer in his mind. Fuck, that was hot, and he missed him.

Next time he was leaving for business, he was taking him with him.

"When I come home," Seto's voice filled Joey's ears, "You better have made yourself ready for me."

Joey moaned in his ear, and that sound alone nearly made him cum. Seto was a full continent away, but he yearned for his touch immensely.

"I miss you. I need you - I won't waste any time before I bend you over. You won't have time to play around with my cock, I'll be fucking you, making you mine-"

"Seto-!"

The CEO could hear in his pleading voice and the louder, faster fapping noises that he was close to the point of no return.

Good, because so was he. His eyes were still closed, his mind set on the mental image he was creating for Joey as he went on:

"I'll give you the pounding of your life, slap that perfect ass, spread your cheeks so you take it all in. I'll pull your hair and fuck you and make you cum until you can't take it anymore, until you beg me to cum inside of you, and then, only then, I'll cum deep in your tight little ass... you'll feel my cock throb and pump you full of my cum-"

Joey was moaning loudly, whimpering his name, and the mental image Seto had created was wiped away, replaced by the very vivid image of Joey jerking off, his own seed soiling his skin. This picture sent him over the edge as well, and he found himself moaning Joey's name as well, his hips thrusting into his hand as he rode the waves of pleasure. His heart was still pounding in his chest when he heard Joey's voice:

"Rich boy, fuck - that was hot."

Joey could practically hear the smug smirk. Seto looked at the clock - it was fucking late in this time zone, and now he had to take a shower.

"I have to go - I love you."

"Love you too," Joey cooed.