Kari: um you all wanted a second chapter too one of my one shots so I
thought about it and here we are
Yami k.: Kari hopes to say that this story may not go farther then two chapters and her writing style is still being modified.
Kari: um...NC-17 yet again s/j Yaoi that covers the warnings
Yami k.: the characters only screw each other like this in our mind aka we own nothing
Kari: before we go on I would like to clear up some soon to be made plot holes. -.- you see I never expected to write another chapter, and this plot just bit me, first they are now in university...well Seto is running his company Jou and co. are in university, Seto and Jou now live together. That and since it wasn't important before I didn't say it but this is an AU
**Start story
Seto had done it again. He had started a big fight; he seemed to be able to rub the blond the wrong was in a spectacular fashion. Sure Jou had been acting strangely lately but he went and blew it. The romantic dinner the night he spent all alone in that bed, it had been all set up to celebrate their anniversary too. He lay alone in the midst of fragrant rose petals, he turned away closing his eyes so he didn't see them. They made him think of Jou, that got him mad again, mad and extremely sad. He wasn't about to cry his eyes out, this wasn't the first time they had ever fought. It still made his seethe though; in this time Jou could be doing anything. He could have run off with one of his friends. Now Jou was fair game, hissing he sat up. The thought of anyone other then him with Jou made his blood boil in rage. More so then remembering the actual fight he had with Jou. Sighing he flopped back down on the bed, he would not go crawling back to Jou, he was the puppy, he should return to his master. Besides if Jou did run off and sleep with some random person he was to far away for Seto to do anything now, he would have to wait till tomorrow. Not that he WAS going to do anything, Seto told himself again. There was no way he was going to go crawling back, begging apologizing. No, no way in hell. Nope. He wasn't going to go. Ten minutes later he was already planning what he was going to say.
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Jou let out a growl that sounded more like a dog, then that pathetic excuse for a dog that belonged to weird little old lady that lived next door. He kicked a random can that had gotten in his way and now faced his wrath. Jou glared as it scuttled from the force of his kick half way across the street where it was promptly hit by a passing car. A malicious grin adorned his face; he was pissed royally pissed. He pretended he did not hope the car would pull over and turn out to be Seto telling him he was sorry, and he wanted him to come home. But alas the car drove straight on down the street, and turned the corner and sped off to some unknown destination.
Finding no handy can Jou let out another growl of frustration. He wanted to vent on something, preferably Seto smirking face, turning quickly he punched a tree. It hurt quite a bit, which caused Jou's anger to rise, bastard. He was going to continue walking, after all he had no destination, he did not want to return home right now. Seto would be there, smirking at him, taunting him into crawling back. For once Jou wasn't going to, he was not going back. He hated the brunette; seeing as he lived with the other there was nowhere else he could go. Currently he had no money on him, he left it at home. Sighing he let his shoulders slump, he was defeated like he always was by Seto. The fire of his anger had dwindled to red-hot coals, out but still warm. He was about to continue his stomping trek through the city, when he heard running footsteps behind him. Whirling around he came face to flushed face with...
I see a familiar figure up ahead; balancing my bags I call out, hoping my voice reaches him. I can see him clearly, my glasses are slipping but I know that's him. He punches a tree; I know something is wrong. Running the final distance he whirls around to face me, his face falls.
"Jou" I ask, my voice is breathy, I'm not what you would call sports inclined. In fact I would go as far as to say I hate sports getting all sweaty, muscles working to hard, I stop that train of thought- okay so there is ONE sport I like.
"Yea..." he sounds unhappy; I've never liked to see my friends unhappy. It's just me but I would rather see Jou happy, that sexy smile in place, not the frown I see now.
"Wanna come over?" I'm a bit shocked he was always more or less forward, always just to throw people off. He also knows I'm in- never mind.
"Sure" maybe I'll regret this, though he is pretty, I've always liked him, such a pretty face. Quite a nice body too, it's a wonder he's not taken.
"You can tell me what's wrong there" Ryou smiled, disarmingly. Inside he was smirking; he knew what Jou had been thinking. It was clear by the confused look his friend wore. He loved playing with people, he felt a little sorry, he was here to help, but that was way to easy. Besides he had someone waiting for him back at home.
"You little" Jou was well aware Ryou had been playing with him. He would be used to it by know, or he should be. Ryou did this quite often; it was a favorite past time of his- how far can he push someone?
"Don't make fun of my height" Ryou mock pouted as he walked down the street, it was a good thing that he was close to home, these bags were heavy. Eyes Jou he put his drama to the test, pretending to struggle with them, as if they were heavier then they really were.
"Need help with those?" Jou asked, being the gentleman he was he offered to carry the bags for the 'damsel' in distress.
"Yes thank you" Ryou handed over the bags, and flexed his fingers they seemed as if they were going numb. Dumb heavy bags. Now of course he got to ogle Jou, who was carrying the bags easily. The muscles in his arm flexing ever so slightly, hardly visible under the coat Jou wore. Ryou pouted, he wanted a good chance to ogle Jou. Maybe he should become a cheerleader then he could be there at sports games; lots of boy's running sweating, lean bodies moving. Damn he needed to get home- now.
Jou distracted himself, ignoring Ryou's eyes on him. He wondered when he would return to Seto. He had given up the notion of not crawling back. It was a simple fact of life- he needed Seto. He hoped that the brunette needed him to. Now it was a matter of when, he wondered how long he could stay with Ryou. Feeling eyes on his back again he decided against the idea, Ryou was nice and all but how long would he be able to remain loyal to Seto living with Ryou?
"Here" Ryou said calling back Jou who had walked right by the little house. This reminded Jou of how little time he had spent with his friends recently. He had walked right past Ryou's house! Only to make it worse he was still living in the same place, Jou really should have known. Jou blushed and walked up the three pathetic stairs to the porch and opened the unlocked door.
"Hey-" Jou was cut off by Ryou calling out.
"I'm home!" Ryou turned and smiled "yes Jou"
"Your dad here?" Jou was puzzled; Ryou had lived alone almost as long as Jou could remember. Every now and then his father would show up, Jou had met him, he was a nice man, if not a bit forgetful.
"No" it was Ryou's turn to look puzzled Jou should know- he gasped as a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist. Pulling him against a strong body from behind. A head appeared beside his, chin rested comfortably on his shoulder.
"What did the cat drag in today?" The voice was deep, causing Jou to blink a couple of times, at first he thought there was something wrong with his eyes, Ryou had two heads for a minute. Then he noticed the arms and examined the second head closer. There were some differences, like the eyes were more reddish then brown unlike Ryou, hair was spikier, though he couldn't see it, it was also shorter.
"Be nice, this is Jou" Ryou grinned at Jou's open mouth, that's right Jou had not been there when he introduced his new boyfriend to the others.
"H-hello" Jou stammered, trying to get himself, the other appearing had scared him. This really was quite embarrassing for, not to know of his friends!
"Mm" Bakura said, what a talkative fellow this was.
"Bakura, go wait for me, I have to talk to Jou now." Ryou turned a little and kissed, Bakura slowly, deeply. Jou looked away it reminded him far too much of Seto. Seto and those sweet soft lips of his, damn him for making Jou love him that much.
"Fine, I'll wait for you," Bakura walked off, leaving Ryou and Jou in the hallway to his little house.
"He seems...nice" Jou said awkwardly, there was nothing really else to say now was there?
"He is" Ryou smiled and grabbed the bags, leading Jou into the small kitchen. "So what's up? Another fight with Seto?"
"Yeah..." Jou looked at his hands, he really didn't want to talk about this.
"I see" Ryou only nodded, he could tell the other boy was uncomfortable. He smiled Jou was so cute, he looked at the clock- 12:00. "You can sleep on the couch, there is a pile of blankets by it" Ryou winked "I'm off the bed now"
"One question" Jou looked at the bags on the counter to the small boy getting up "Why were you shopping so late at night?" If Ryou had faltered due to the out of the blue question he didn't show it. Reaching into the bag he pulled out a can. Winking he held up the can of whipped cream and also pulled a bag of strawberries out of it.
"Ran out" he then turned and skipped off. Jou blinked a couple of times, willing away the mental pictures Ryou had just induced; there was no way in hell he was getting to sleep now.
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He had woken up, not to the usual Seto leering at him but to Ryou gently shaking his shoulder. Large brown eyes looked at him, waking him up from a pleasant dream where Seto was doing that thing with his tongue in his belly button. He woke up to Ryou's amused eyes; he was smirking.
"Damn you" Jou growled; Ryou put his finger to his pink glossed lips.
"Shhh, Baku-chan is still sleeping. You can wear some of his clothes, you two are about the same size anyways." Ryou grinned, at my raised eyebrow. We ate quickly and left. The ride to school was quite uneventful. Ryou told me how he had met Bakura and what had been going on with the old gang. He found out Yugi was dating some Egyptian guy named Yami. Otogi and Honda had finally hooked up, it had taken them far to long in Jou's eyes. Malik was going out with a guy that went to a different school, same one as Bakura (that was how Ryou met him).
Long boring classes filled with boring-ness. Nothing new to him, review, review and some project. He wanted to get out of class and go. Go where? Home? Seto would be there, he had to go back sometime. Now would be as good as any, firm resolve in his mind, he settled for daydreaming all through class.
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Seto left his office early, taking not the limo, but his favorite porche. One of the more expensive ones in his collection, that and it was a personal favorite of Jou's. The car was sleek, dark blue with nice beige seats and a pull down top. Currently the top was down and in the passenger seat in place of Jou was a large flower arrangement. Tires squealing Seto drove off to fetch his puppy. On most days Jou took his own car home, he did not bring his car today though. Seto had never been to Jou's school before though it seemed easy enough to find where Jou would appear. He did have to stop and ask directions from Yugi though.
Pulling up to the curb he cut the engine and scanned the people standing there to see if he could find Jou. Sure it was useless he did not get out of class for another half an hour. He knew they were looking at him; he ignored them. He was far to used to ignoring people checking him out; he was hot and he knew it. Just didn't care.
There was a roaring and a bike came tearing along the road. It pulled over behind him; the rider took off his helmet, letting longish silvery hair pour down his leather clad back. The rider gave him a slight smirk and leaned against his own ride. He did not move after that, Seto decided not to puzzle over it.
He leaned against the car, watching all the people casually, his leather coat gave him just enough warmth that he did not need to wait in the car and close the roof. His sunglasses kept the harsh sun out of his blue eyes. If he were to be someone out of these random people walking by he would say he was pretty hot. He looked to the left and smirked slightly, this group of three girls had been there for quite a while now. They were whispering to each other while glancing at him. It was more or less plain what they were talking about, every one in Domino knew who Seto Kaiba was. Grinning he decided to play a bit to keep himself amused, he looked openly at the group making to blush and hide behind the other girl. She was wearing the most revealing clothing out of all of them and had short brown hair. Not Seto's style at all, too female. She smirked and gave him a 'seductive look' he was about to respond when he heard a faint trace of a familiar voice on the wind. Eyes snapped back to the corner where he hoped Jou would walk around any second.
They were play fighting, the clothes that Ryou had given him fit weird. The leather pants were a bit tight; he and Bakura were about the same size not exactly. The shirt was dark blue short sleeve with a white vest over top. Ryou was wearing a long deep red skirt and a white tank top; his hair was pulled back into a braid. He smiled and giggle, it was hard to think of him as a boy sometimes, he made a more attractive girl then any Jou personally knew- hence the fact that he was gay. He rounded the corner and was half way through a sentence when Ryou took off at a run; how he did so in platform shoes will always be a mystery.
"Bakura!" he launched himself when he was about three feet away leaping into the air. Bakura caught his effortlessly, arms around Ryou's slim waist, Ryou's around his neck.
"Hey, angel. Let's go now" Ryou snuggled his face into the crook of Bakura's neck.
"Yeah let's go now" He smiled and grabbed a helmet, hopping on the bike, (his skirt had a BIG slit) he grabbed Bakura around the waist. The movement was practiced, they did not bump into each other at all, it took them only a few moments. "Bye Jou!" Jou smiled faintly, Ryou seemed so in love. He had been absorbed in what was going on he didn't notice the sexy man leaning against the expensive car, large bouquet in hand.
"Jou?" blonde head snapped up, at the sound of his name falling from familiar lips in practiced tones. Jou's heart sped up and he looked for the source of the voice. The car was hard to miss, so was the breathtaking man standing in front of it. Seto held out the flowers, as it seemed a peace offering. Jou ran forward, much like Ryou had done earlier.
"SETO!" he jumped on his lover, wrapping arms around him and holding him close. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he muttered again and again between feverish kisses. Seto reluctantly pushed Jou away; he had worked hard to get this speech ready- Jou needed to hear it.
"Jou it was my fault," he pulled back so he could see Jou but their lower halves were still touching. "Jou, first of all I love you. I love you more then the world its self. You are the sun, the moon, the very air I breathe. What I'm saying is I love you Jou. Will you forgive me for being a bastard?" Seto smiled and kissed Jou again, it was one of those kisses that happens in movies and books, deep and loving. Filled with the fire of passion. He was slightly surprised to find wetness staining his cheeks; it was not him who was crying. He looked into Jou's tear-filled honey eyes.
"I love you too Seto" Jou smiled through his tears, and broke away from their warm embrace. "Shall we go home now?" Jou burrowed deeper into Seto's arms successfully hiding his face in Seto's jacket. Seto grinned despite himself, he couldn't believe this, it was so sappy like something out of some shojo manga.
"Come on then" Reluctantly he let go and opened the passenger side door. Jou smiled, it was sunny and happy, and making Seto glad it had been him who had folded this time. There could most likely be many more times after this as well but this time it had been Seto who gave in first.
Tires squealed as the car shot out of there as fast as it's super powered engine could go. The two boys sped off happy to be together again. Neither bothered to look back at the stunned group of females.
At home the two had quite a hard time getting to the door; it wouldn't open. That was probably because Jou was pressed up against it getting kissed senseless by Seto. They didn't care that everyone that walked or drove by if they looked hard enough could see the back of famous Seto Kaiba with a pair of arms wrapper around his neck, two extra legs as well. At that very moment a tourist family had stopped in front of a huge mansion, the little boy looked bored when he noticed someone standing by the door.
"Momma?"
"Yes honey?"
"Mommy is that Seto Kaiba?" The child asked, very confused.
"Where?" the daughter asked, Seto was after all rated number one hottest richest man in all of Japan.
"There by the door" the child pointed, all eyes looked intently at the blob in the distance...
The door opened and pushed Seto and Jou back, not to mention closer together, all ready grating bodies pushed even closer. This tore strangled moans from connected mouths. The startled maid blinked for a long time. She turned and left, it was not that unusual to enter a room to see Jou and Seto asleep naked in each other's arms, or in any various stages of undress. Or to just find them playing some games, happily spending time together.
Seto dislodged himself from Jou's death grip and grabbed the blonde's hand raced into the door.
"S-sorry" Jou panted at the fired help, he let himself get dragged through the familiar corridors that led to his and Seto's bedroom. Jou's lust fogged brain barely registered that they had reached Seto's room. The door closed with a click, and Jou found himself pressed against it again. Hungry lips on his own, Seto's hands roaming all over his over heated body.
"I missed you" Jou groaned out, as his swollen lips were finally released, he drew in a shuddering breath that turned to a moan as those same hungry lips attacked his throat.
"I did too," Seto licked and nipped, along Jou's throat, hands finding their way under the t-shirt, playing along the top of tighter pants. Jou had somehow managed to lose the vest in the car.
"Gods Seto I was only gone for a night" Jou was panting breathing heavy now; the teasing hands were going to drive him crazy. He normally did not just sit back and let Seto tease him. Though since it had been Seto who had said sorry, it was time to let him have his way.
"I was cold last night" was the only explanation Seto gave. One hand remained in his shirt and the other went lower, cupping Jou. Jou cried out and Seto had to hold back a moan of his own.
The puppy was sick of not playing too, his hands that had been obediently around Seto's neck, finally moved. One threaded in silken strands, the other caressed the muscles in Seto's back and shoulders; everything he could reach.
Groaning Seto pulled Jou away from the door and led him towards the bed. Stumbling, no matter how much one does this it's hard to get the hang of walking while still more or less wrapped around another person.
"Clothes off" Seto panted, he pulled away he dropped to his knees and started working on the fastenings that held Jou tight pants together. While Jou pulled the troublesome cotton shirt over his own head. Now Seto was kneeling in front of a very naked very aroused moaning Jou. Kissing the moist tip Seto got up and removed his own clothes quickly. When he was done Jou was already on the bed, hand gently touching himself. Seto smirked, Jou was his now.
"Seto" Jou groaned, when Seto did not in stead he only stood there watching Jou, ice blue eyes roaming over Jou's body in place of hands. Seto smirked evilly, now that he had Jou back he was going to have him any way he wanted.
"Roll over" Seto husked, his voice was breathless, but no less commanding. Jou paled slightly, he knew what Seto wanted, he thought this was so unflattering, so undignified. He was already on his stomach, mentally shrugging, hey why not? Seto noted with pride that Jou had obeyed his flawlessly; his strong hand gripped slim hips and raised them up. Jou knew the drill, before long his rear was raised in the air, he was on his elbows, face resting on the bed, he was tense. He could not see Seto. Not knowing what was going on behind him, where was Seto if he wasn't going to do anything soon...
Seto was merely admiring the view. The nicely shaped ass was raised and right there. He licked his lips and kissed one soft cheek then the other, Jou visibly relaxed know that he knew Seto wasn't just going to leave him there as some sort of twisted revenge. Taking on finger that was slicked with cool jelly he slipped it into the waiting body. Jou pushed impatiently back on the finger, wanting more, needing more. Jou moaned loudly, begging.
"Seto please, now just fuck me please" Growling Seto pulled back, quickly slathered some cool liquid on himself, Jou's pleading was always his undoing. Coming so close he waited, holding back, barely touching Jou. He could feel Seto's heat ready, just a little push, he would have pushed back, but the iron grip on his hips would not let him.
"Is this what you want?" Seto pushed gently, almost losing control and slamming into the heat.
"Yes Seto yes" Jou begged, straining his hips to push farther in. all of a sudden Seto snapped his hips and was fully inside Jou. They both cried out, voicing their pleasure. Seto's hands were most defiantly going to leave a bruise, but Jou was beyond the point of caring, Seto pulsing length deep in his body. He was as close to Seto as he could get, now he was truly happy. Seto pulled back and flexing he pushed roughly back in; this movement drew a groan from Seto and a shrieking noise from Jou. "More Seto! More!" Jou moaned as he began to push back when Seto thrust.
Soon the violent rhythm was well under way, neither boy holding back. Seto's hips snapping forward with all the force and speed he could muster, hands of Jou's hips pulling his closer as well. Jou pushed back, as well aiding Seto, who controlled most of it. Jou's shrieks of pleasure and Seto moans and groans filled the previously silent room, along with their harsh breathing and the sound of skin hitting skin.
The pace was quick desperate, it would not last despite what both boys wanted. The dance ended not slowly but surly but with a violent ending. Jou was first to fall of the end of pleasure, screaming. Seto grunted as he to fell, spiraling over the end. Both collapsed on each other, sweaty bodies glimmering in the moonlight.
"Jou" Seto panted rolling off the other boy. He petted the hair, down; it was damp wetted with sweat.
"Yes Set?" Jou tucked his face into Seto neck, eyes falling shut with rapture.
"Love ya always"
"Me too"
**dances** I'm finally done this is twice the length of any other chapter!
Yami k.: Kari hopes to say that this story may not go farther then two chapters and her writing style is still being modified.
Kari: um...NC-17 yet again s/j Yaoi that covers the warnings
Yami k.: the characters only screw each other like this in our mind aka we own nothing
Kari: before we go on I would like to clear up some soon to be made plot holes. -.- you see I never expected to write another chapter, and this plot just bit me, first they are now in university...well Seto is running his company Jou and co. are in university, Seto and Jou now live together. That and since it wasn't important before I didn't say it but this is an AU
**Start story
Seto had done it again. He had started a big fight; he seemed to be able to rub the blond the wrong was in a spectacular fashion. Sure Jou had been acting strangely lately but he went and blew it. The romantic dinner the night he spent all alone in that bed, it had been all set up to celebrate their anniversary too. He lay alone in the midst of fragrant rose petals, he turned away closing his eyes so he didn't see them. They made him think of Jou, that got him mad again, mad and extremely sad. He wasn't about to cry his eyes out, this wasn't the first time they had ever fought. It still made his seethe though; in this time Jou could be doing anything. He could have run off with one of his friends. Now Jou was fair game, hissing he sat up. The thought of anyone other then him with Jou made his blood boil in rage. More so then remembering the actual fight he had with Jou. Sighing he flopped back down on the bed, he would not go crawling back to Jou, he was the puppy, he should return to his master. Besides if Jou did run off and sleep with some random person he was to far away for Seto to do anything now, he would have to wait till tomorrow. Not that he WAS going to do anything, Seto told himself again. There was no way he was going to go crawling back, begging apologizing. No, no way in hell. Nope. He wasn't going to go. Ten minutes later he was already planning what he was going to say.
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Jou let out a growl that sounded more like a dog, then that pathetic excuse for a dog that belonged to weird little old lady that lived next door. He kicked a random can that had gotten in his way and now faced his wrath. Jou glared as it scuttled from the force of his kick half way across the street where it was promptly hit by a passing car. A malicious grin adorned his face; he was pissed royally pissed. He pretended he did not hope the car would pull over and turn out to be Seto telling him he was sorry, and he wanted him to come home. But alas the car drove straight on down the street, and turned the corner and sped off to some unknown destination.
Finding no handy can Jou let out another growl of frustration. He wanted to vent on something, preferably Seto smirking face, turning quickly he punched a tree. It hurt quite a bit, which caused Jou's anger to rise, bastard. He was going to continue walking, after all he had no destination, he did not want to return home right now. Seto would be there, smirking at him, taunting him into crawling back. For once Jou wasn't going to, he was not going back. He hated the brunette; seeing as he lived with the other there was nowhere else he could go. Currently he had no money on him, he left it at home. Sighing he let his shoulders slump, he was defeated like he always was by Seto. The fire of his anger had dwindled to red-hot coals, out but still warm. He was about to continue his stomping trek through the city, when he heard running footsteps behind him. Whirling around he came face to flushed face with...
I see a familiar figure up ahead; balancing my bags I call out, hoping my voice reaches him. I can see him clearly, my glasses are slipping but I know that's him. He punches a tree; I know something is wrong. Running the final distance he whirls around to face me, his face falls.
"Jou" I ask, my voice is breathy, I'm not what you would call sports inclined. In fact I would go as far as to say I hate sports getting all sweaty, muscles working to hard, I stop that train of thought- okay so there is ONE sport I like.
"Yea..." he sounds unhappy; I've never liked to see my friends unhappy. It's just me but I would rather see Jou happy, that sexy smile in place, not the frown I see now.
"Wanna come over?" I'm a bit shocked he was always more or less forward, always just to throw people off. He also knows I'm in- never mind.
"Sure" maybe I'll regret this, though he is pretty, I've always liked him, such a pretty face. Quite a nice body too, it's a wonder he's not taken.
"You can tell me what's wrong there" Ryou smiled, disarmingly. Inside he was smirking; he knew what Jou had been thinking. It was clear by the confused look his friend wore. He loved playing with people, he felt a little sorry, he was here to help, but that was way to easy. Besides he had someone waiting for him back at home.
"You little" Jou was well aware Ryou had been playing with him. He would be used to it by know, or he should be. Ryou did this quite often; it was a favorite past time of his- how far can he push someone?
"Don't make fun of my height" Ryou mock pouted as he walked down the street, it was a good thing that he was close to home, these bags were heavy. Eyes Jou he put his drama to the test, pretending to struggle with them, as if they were heavier then they really were.
"Need help with those?" Jou asked, being the gentleman he was he offered to carry the bags for the 'damsel' in distress.
"Yes thank you" Ryou handed over the bags, and flexed his fingers they seemed as if they were going numb. Dumb heavy bags. Now of course he got to ogle Jou, who was carrying the bags easily. The muscles in his arm flexing ever so slightly, hardly visible under the coat Jou wore. Ryou pouted, he wanted a good chance to ogle Jou. Maybe he should become a cheerleader then he could be there at sports games; lots of boy's running sweating, lean bodies moving. Damn he needed to get home- now.
Jou distracted himself, ignoring Ryou's eyes on him. He wondered when he would return to Seto. He had given up the notion of not crawling back. It was a simple fact of life- he needed Seto. He hoped that the brunette needed him to. Now it was a matter of when, he wondered how long he could stay with Ryou. Feeling eyes on his back again he decided against the idea, Ryou was nice and all but how long would he be able to remain loyal to Seto living with Ryou?
"Here" Ryou said calling back Jou who had walked right by the little house. This reminded Jou of how little time he had spent with his friends recently. He had walked right past Ryou's house! Only to make it worse he was still living in the same place, Jou really should have known. Jou blushed and walked up the three pathetic stairs to the porch and opened the unlocked door.
"Hey-" Jou was cut off by Ryou calling out.
"I'm home!" Ryou turned and smiled "yes Jou"
"Your dad here?" Jou was puzzled; Ryou had lived alone almost as long as Jou could remember. Every now and then his father would show up, Jou had met him, he was a nice man, if not a bit forgetful.
"No" it was Ryou's turn to look puzzled Jou should know- he gasped as a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist. Pulling him against a strong body from behind. A head appeared beside his, chin rested comfortably on his shoulder.
"What did the cat drag in today?" The voice was deep, causing Jou to blink a couple of times, at first he thought there was something wrong with his eyes, Ryou had two heads for a minute. Then he noticed the arms and examined the second head closer. There were some differences, like the eyes were more reddish then brown unlike Ryou, hair was spikier, though he couldn't see it, it was also shorter.
"Be nice, this is Jou" Ryou grinned at Jou's open mouth, that's right Jou had not been there when he introduced his new boyfriend to the others.
"H-hello" Jou stammered, trying to get himself, the other appearing had scared him. This really was quite embarrassing for, not to know of his friends!
"Mm" Bakura said, what a talkative fellow this was.
"Bakura, go wait for me, I have to talk to Jou now." Ryou turned a little and kissed, Bakura slowly, deeply. Jou looked away it reminded him far too much of Seto. Seto and those sweet soft lips of his, damn him for making Jou love him that much.
"Fine, I'll wait for you," Bakura walked off, leaving Ryou and Jou in the hallway to his little house.
"He seems...nice" Jou said awkwardly, there was nothing really else to say now was there?
"He is" Ryou smiled and grabbed the bags, leading Jou into the small kitchen. "So what's up? Another fight with Seto?"
"Yeah..." Jou looked at his hands, he really didn't want to talk about this.
"I see" Ryou only nodded, he could tell the other boy was uncomfortable. He smiled Jou was so cute, he looked at the clock- 12:00. "You can sleep on the couch, there is a pile of blankets by it" Ryou winked "I'm off the bed now"
"One question" Jou looked at the bags on the counter to the small boy getting up "Why were you shopping so late at night?" If Ryou had faltered due to the out of the blue question he didn't show it. Reaching into the bag he pulled out a can. Winking he held up the can of whipped cream and also pulled a bag of strawberries out of it.
"Ran out" he then turned and skipped off. Jou blinked a couple of times, willing away the mental pictures Ryou had just induced; there was no way in hell he was getting to sleep now.
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He had woken up, not to the usual Seto leering at him but to Ryou gently shaking his shoulder. Large brown eyes looked at him, waking him up from a pleasant dream where Seto was doing that thing with his tongue in his belly button. He woke up to Ryou's amused eyes; he was smirking.
"Damn you" Jou growled; Ryou put his finger to his pink glossed lips.
"Shhh, Baku-chan is still sleeping. You can wear some of his clothes, you two are about the same size anyways." Ryou grinned, at my raised eyebrow. We ate quickly and left. The ride to school was quite uneventful. Ryou told me how he had met Bakura and what had been going on with the old gang. He found out Yugi was dating some Egyptian guy named Yami. Otogi and Honda had finally hooked up, it had taken them far to long in Jou's eyes. Malik was going out with a guy that went to a different school, same one as Bakura (that was how Ryou met him).
Long boring classes filled with boring-ness. Nothing new to him, review, review and some project. He wanted to get out of class and go. Go where? Home? Seto would be there, he had to go back sometime. Now would be as good as any, firm resolve in his mind, he settled for daydreaming all through class.
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Seto left his office early, taking not the limo, but his favorite porche. One of the more expensive ones in his collection, that and it was a personal favorite of Jou's. The car was sleek, dark blue with nice beige seats and a pull down top. Currently the top was down and in the passenger seat in place of Jou was a large flower arrangement. Tires squealing Seto drove off to fetch his puppy. On most days Jou took his own car home, he did not bring his car today though. Seto had never been to Jou's school before though it seemed easy enough to find where Jou would appear. He did have to stop and ask directions from Yugi though.
Pulling up to the curb he cut the engine and scanned the people standing there to see if he could find Jou. Sure it was useless he did not get out of class for another half an hour. He knew they were looking at him; he ignored them. He was far to used to ignoring people checking him out; he was hot and he knew it. Just didn't care.
There was a roaring and a bike came tearing along the road. It pulled over behind him; the rider took off his helmet, letting longish silvery hair pour down his leather clad back. The rider gave him a slight smirk and leaned against his own ride. He did not move after that, Seto decided not to puzzle over it.
He leaned against the car, watching all the people casually, his leather coat gave him just enough warmth that he did not need to wait in the car and close the roof. His sunglasses kept the harsh sun out of his blue eyes. If he were to be someone out of these random people walking by he would say he was pretty hot. He looked to the left and smirked slightly, this group of three girls had been there for quite a while now. They were whispering to each other while glancing at him. It was more or less plain what they were talking about, every one in Domino knew who Seto Kaiba was. Grinning he decided to play a bit to keep himself amused, he looked openly at the group making to blush and hide behind the other girl. She was wearing the most revealing clothing out of all of them and had short brown hair. Not Seto's style at all, too female. She smirked and gave him a 'seductive look' he was about to respond when he heard a faint trace of a familiar voice on the wind. Eyes snapped back to the corner where he hoped Jou would walk around any second.
They were play fighting, the clothes that Ryou had given him fit weird. The leather pants were a bit tight; he and Bakura were about the same size not exactly. The shirt was dark blue short sleeve with a white vest over top. Ryou was wearing a long deep red skirt and a white tank top; his hair was pulled back into a braid. He smiled and giggle, it was hard to think of him as a boy sometimes, he made a more attractive girl then any Jou personally knew- hence the fact that he was gay. He rounded the corner and was half way through a sentence when Ryou took off at a run; how he did so in platform shoes will always be a mystery.
"Bakura!" he launched himself when he was about three feet away leaping into the air. Bakura caught his effortlessly, arms around Ryou's slim waist, Ryou's around his neck.
"Hey, angel. Let's go now" Ryou snuggled his face into the crook of Bakura's neck.
"Yeah let's go now" He smiled and grabbed a helmet, hopping on the bike, (his skirt had a BIG slit) he grabbed Bakura around the waist. The movement was practiced, they did not bump into each other at all, it took them only a few moments. "Bye Jou!" Jou smiled faintly, Ryou seemed so in love. He had been absorbed in what was going on he didn't notice the sexy man leaning against the expensive car, large bouquet in hand.
"Jou?" blonde head snapped up, at the sound of his name falling from familiar lips in practiced tones. Jou's heart sped up and he looked for the source of the voice. The car was hard to miss, so was the breathtaking man standing in front of it. Seto held out the flowers, as it seemed a peace offering. Jou ran forward, much like Ryou had done earlier.
"SETO!" he jumped on his lover, wrapping arms around him and holding him close. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he muttered again and again between feverish kisses. Seto reluctantly pushed Jou away; he had worked hard to get this speech ready- Jou needed to hear it.
"Jou it was my fault," he pulled back so he could see Jou but their lower halves were still touching. "Jou, first of all I love you. I love you more then the world its self. You are the sun, the moon, the very air I breathe. What I'm saying is I love you Jou. Will you forgive me for being a bastard?" Seto smiled and kissed Jou again, it was one of those kisses that happens in movies and books, deep and loving. Filled with the fire of passion. He was slightly surprised to find wetness staining his cheeks; it was not him who was crying. He looked into Jou's tear-filled honey eyes.
"I love you too Seto" Jou smiled through his tears, and broke away from their warm embrace. "Shall we go home now?" Jou burrowed deeper into Seto's arms successfully hiding his face in Seto's jacket. Seto grinned despite himself, he couldn't believe this, it was so sappy like something out of some shojo manga.
"Come on then" Reluctantly he let go and opened the passenger side door. Jou smiled, it was sunny and happy, and making Seto glad it had been him who had folded this time. There could most likely be many more times after this as well but this time it had been Seto who gave in first.
Tires squealed as the car shot out of there as fast as it's super powered engine could go. The two boys sped off happy to be together again. Neither bothered to look back at the stunned group of females.
At home the two had quite a hard time getting to the door; it wouldn't open. That was probably because Jou was pressed up against it getting kissed senseless by Seto. They didn't care that everyone that walked or drove by if they looked hard enough could see the back of famous Seto Kaiba with a pair of arms wrapper around his neck, two extra legs as well. At that very moment a tourist family had stopped in front of a huge mansion, the little boy looked bored when he noticed someone standing by the door.
"Momma?"
"Yes honey?"
"Mommy is that Seto Kaiba?" The child asked, very confused.
"Where?" the daughter asked, Seto was after all rated number one hottest richest man in all of Japan.
"There by the door" the child pointed, all eyes looked intently at the blob in the distance...
The door opened and pushed Seto and Jou back, not to mention closer together, all ready grating bodies pushed even closer. This tore strangled moans from connected mouths. The startled maid blinked for a long time. She turned and left, it was not that unusual to enter a room to see Jou and Seto asleep naked in each other's arms, or in any various stages of undress. Or to just find them playing some games, happily spending time together.
Seto dislodged himself from Jou's death grip and grabbed the blonde's hand raced into the door.
"S-sorry" Jou panted at the fired help, he let himself get dragged through the familiar corridors that led to his and Seto's bedroom. Jou's lust fogged brain barely registered that they had reached Seto's room. The door closed with a click, and Jou found himself pressed against it again. Hungry lips on his own, Seto's hands roaming all over his over heated body.
"I missed you" Jou groaned out, as his swollen lips were finally released, he drew in a shuddering breath that turned to a moan as those same hungry lips attacked his throat.
"I did too," Seto licked and nipped, along Jou's throat, hands finding their way under the t-shirt, playing along the top of tighter pants. Jou had somehow managed to lose the vest in the car.
"Gods Seto I was only gone for a night" Jou was panting breathing heavy now; the teasing hands were going to drive him crazy. He normally did not just sit back and let Seto tease him. Though since it had been Seto who had said sorry, it was time to let him have his way.
"I was cold last night" was the only explanation Seto gave. One hand remained in his shirt and the other went lower, cupping Jou. Jou cried out and Seto had to hold back a moan of his own.
The puppy was sick of not playing too, his hands that had been obediently around Seto's neck, finally moved. One threaded in silken strands, the other caressed the muscles in Seto's back and shoulders; everything he could reach.
Groaning Seto pulled Jou away from the door and led him towards the bed. Stumbling, no matter how much one does this it's hard to get the hang of walking while still more or less wrapped around another person.
"Clothes off" Seto panted, he pulled away he dropped to his knees and started working on the fastenings that held Jou tight pants together. While Jou pulled the troublesome cotton shirt over his own head. Now Seto was kneeling in front of a very naked very aroused moaning Jou. Kissing the moist tip Seto got up and removed his own clothes quickly. When he was done Jou was already on the bed, hand gently touching himself. Seto smirked, Jou was his now.
"Seto" Jou groaned, when Seto did not in stead he only stood there watching Jou, ice blue eyes roaming over Jou's body in place of hands. Seto smirked evilly, now that he had Jou back he was going to have him any way he wanted.
"Roll over" Seto husked, his voice was breathless, but no less commanding. Jou paled slightly, he knew what Seto wanted, he thought this was so unflattering, so undignified. He was already on his stomach, mentally shrugging, hey why not? Seto noted with pride that Jou had obeyed his flawlessly; his strong hand gripped slim hips and raised them up. Jou knew the drill, before long his rear was raised in the air, he was on his elbows, face resting on the bed, he was tense. He could not see Seto. Not knowing what was going on behind him, where was Seto if he wasn't going to do anything soon...
Seto was merely admiring the view. The nicely shaped ass was raised and right there. He licked his lips and kissed one soft cheek then the other, Jou visibly relaxed know that he knew Seto wasn't just going to leave him there as some sort of twisted revenge. Taking on finger that was slicked with cool jelly he slipped it into the waiting body. Jou pushed impatiently back on the finger, wanting more, needing more. Jou moaned loudly, begging.
"Seto please, now just fuck me please" Growling Seto pulled back, quickly slathered some cool liquid on himself, Jou's pleading was always his undoing. Coming so close he waited, holding back, barely touching Jou. He could feel Seto's heat ready, just a little push, he would have pushed back, but the iron grip on his hips would not let him.
"Is this what you want?" Seto pushed gently, almost losing control and slamming into the heat.
"Yes Seto yes" Jou begged, straining his hips to push farther in. all of a sudden Seto snapped his hips and was fully inside Jou. They both cried out, voicing their pleasure. Seto's hands were most defiantly going to leave a bruise, but Jou was beyond the point of caring, Seto pulsing length deep in his body. He was as close to Seto as he could get, now he was truly happy. Seto pulled back and flexing he pushed roughly back in; this movement drew a groan from Seto and a shrieking noise from Jou. "More Seto! More!" Jou moaned as he began to push back when Seto thrust.
Soon the violent rhythm was well under way, neither boy holding back. Seto's hips snapping forward with all the force and speed he could muster, hands of Jou's hips pulling his closer as well. Jou pushed back, as well aiding Seto, who controlled most of it. Jou's shrieks of pleasure and Seto moans and groans filled the previously silent room, along with their harsh breathing and the sound of skin hitting skin.
The pace was quick desperate, it would not last despite what both boys wanted. The dance ended not slowly but surly but with a violent ending. Jou was first to fall of the end of pleasure, screaming. Seto grunted as he to fell, spiraling over the end. Both collapsed on each other, sweaty bodies glimmering in the moonlight.
"Jou" Seto panted rolling off the other boy. He petted the hair, down; it was damp wetted with sweat.
"Yes Set?" Jou tucked his face into Seto neck, eyes falling shut with rapture.
"Love ya always"
"Me too"
**dances** I'm finally done this is twice the length of any other chapter!