Duckie: So sorry it took such a long time to update! I've had a lot to do, with projects, exams, the holidays and such. Please forgive me. ;; In this chapter I present to you my first ever yaoi attempt, and I'm pretty okay with how it turned out.

Notes: This chapter is a lemon (though it wasn't originally intended to be… :sweatdrop: ) so if you don't like that dun read it! Also, I currently have no form of writing tool with a spell/grammar check, so please excuse my mistakes!

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For a long time, Jou just stared at the carefully carved letters, trying to make sense of it. Mokuba was with Kaiba every chance he got; he'd been there at graduation a little over a year ago. There was no explanation that he could come up with - that kid was fucking alive. He had seen him, had seen Kaiba hug his physical form, when the raven haired boy had last came down to the campus. "Kaiba, you gotta lot of explaining to do," he muttered, hopping the gate and taking off in search of the brunet.

It wasn't hard to find Seto – the rain left fresh tracks of mud and where the dirt ended and the pavement leading up an apartment staircase began, dirty footprints guided him. Kaiba's boots and a pair of dripping socks had been abandoned at the doorstep, and tentatively, he rang the door bell. No one answered, not that he'd honestly expected anyone to, and Jou took it upon himself to be his own invitation, carefully twisting the door knob. Though it was a lot cleaner, Seto's house was very bleak compared to Jou's, and it vaguely reminded him of a doctor's office; stark and sterile and nothing out of place. The blonde shuddered. He toed off his high tops, pulled off his soggy socks and roamed the halls, opening doors that led to closets and rooms full of whirring computers, and a guest room for whenever Mokuba came.

The brunet's room was at the end of the hall and was the only one, Jou found, that even began to show Kaiba's true self. There was a massive mural on the ceiling of a Blue Eyes White Dragon, every intricate detail portrayed so that it looked at if it might leap off the ceiling and fly around the room at any second. The queen size bed was covered in navy silk that shimmered under the dim illumination of sky lights. There was a simple but modernistic dresser on the right of the door, and a small hook jutted out with a silver cross dangling from it. Funny, but Jou never suspected Seto as a religious man.

There was one other door he hadn't opened, and unfortunately for an unsuspecting brunet, Jou failed to stumble across the realization it might be a bathroom. The blonde knew when he was hit with a blast of heated steam what was going on, and heat crept into his face. A very naked and very dazed Seto stood in front of him, a towel hanging at a precarious angle on his head. Jou couldn't help but look; he was right in front of him after all. The brunet's chest was water glossed and defined, smooth muscle rippling as he breathed. Dark pubic hair stood out against his pale inner legs, damp and matted, his hair beautifully tousled and seemingly childish with the towel perched on it.

Logic told him it was a dream - and if that were the case it didn't matter what he did. He reached out and one slender digit traced a path down the icy eyed man's cheek to his soft bottom lip. Seto tilted his head and slipped Jou's finger into his mouth, lightly caressing the intricate whorls of his thumb pad with his tongue. Jou gasped and the brunet smirked, sealing his lips over the blonde's. He opened his mouth in protest, only to be silenced by Seto slipping his tongue in the other boy's mouth, gently urging the blonde into response. The puppy shuddered and allowed Kaiba to back him into the wall, their bodies pressed together tightly. Their tongues danced in a battle for dominance until Seto ground his hips against the honey eyed teen's, the boy groaning and thrusting his tongue into the brunet's heated mouth. Seto sucked at Jou's tongue and the boy moaned, dizzied by the throbbing heat pulsing in his groin.

The brunet pulled away and the other whimpered until Kaiba took his hand and led him out of the bathroom. Leisurely, he pushed Jou onto the bed, straddling his hips and placing quick kisses on over scarlet-stained cheeks. His hands slid underneath the blonde's shirt, teasing tender buds of flesh into hardened peaks, loving the way the smaller duelist writhed beneath him. He stripped Jou's shirt, leaving his captive vulnerable. But the brunet paused, the sound of their heavy breathing singled and amplified. Kami, Jounouchi was so beautiful. His fingers lightly trailed over the blonde's exposed chest, entranced by the way stomach muscle shuddered under his delicate touch. It was powerful, overwhelming even. A thumb caressed his nipples teasingly, Jou releasing a sharp hiss between his teeth.

Kaiba grinned viciously, sucking the hollow of his blonde's neck, his hands skimming Jou's hips. Then Seto's tongue went to work, starting on the other boy's pert nipples, biting and licking, leaving a cool trail all the way down to his hips. He shifted slightly, smirking in amusement at the panting moans from his puppy as his hard member brushed Jou's leg. "You are a dog. Submissive and willing to his master's every command."

Jounouchi didn't argue.

In a motion that was painfully slow, Seto tugged down Jou's zipper and slid the wet garments from his legs, throwing them away. He raised an eyebrow slightly at the fact the blonde was wearing no undergarments, but was less then disapproving. His hand ghosted the other's erection and Jou arched his back, longing for contact.

"Seto!"

Seto captured his mouth again, their slick sweaty flesh rubbing together. He stroked between Jou's legs hard, then pumped gently.

"Nnn…Seto…please…"

"Say it. Say it and I'll make it all better." His voice was husky, heavy with desire, breathing warm air over the blonde's face and licking his delicate ear lobe.

"Do it…"

"What?" His lips brushed the tip of member, cerulean irises glancing up.

Maddened with arousal, Jou could only lean forward and whisper between harsh kisses how badly he wanted Seto on him, the other's heat surrounding his painfully hard member.

Seto placed a firm kiss on the blonde lips and went down on him, forcing back his gag reflex. He wanted as much of the honey eyed duelist in him as possible.

Jou's back arched off the bed as he strained not to thrust into Seto's mouth. The CEO took the teen's full length into his mouth and Jou twined his hands into brunet locks, pulling roughly, waves of ecstasy coursing through his body, driving him to the brink of insanity. "Seto….ngh… Oh Kami… please…I'm…I…" Kaiba twirled that skilled tongue around his member and Jou lost it. "Seto!"

The brunet came at the same time, moaning desperately around the blonde's length, licking and sucking away Jou's faintly sweet semen like candy. Seto slid up and lay sprawled across Jou's chest, breathing hard, their legs trapped together in a tangle of sweat. Seto's messy chestnut hair fell over Jou's upper torso, his dark features stark against the blonde's lighter ones.

He wasn't sure how long they remained that way, lying in the pale light glowing from the bathroom door, only that Jounouchi was quickly lured into the peaceful oblivion of sleep, leaving Seto to teeter on the brink between nightmares and the pain of reality. "I'm sorry," he whispered into the abyss, drifting out of consciousness and into his own private Hell of the past he simply couldn't let go of.

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Duckie: Ugh! I'm sorry, that wasn't very good at all, was it? And, being the sneaky authoress I am, gave you no new information! But don't worry. I might piece together a little more of the puzzle next chapter, and I promise my next shot at yaoi will be better! (-hinthint-)

Reviews are appreciated as usual, as are detailed descriptions of what do like and dislike. :3