Closer

Seto
Two of a Kind

Some people fantasized about seeing their lovers or husbands or wives having sex with other people, got turned on at the prospect. Seto had never been one of those people. And he certainly wasn't the type to get off on controlling someone or sitting back and watching his lover control someone or having someone submit to their will.

He'd never been one of those people. Not at first anyway.

He and Otogi had been together for nearly three-quarters of a year when the problem with their relationship became clear to both of them. They were very similar in character, among other things, and while that had at first attracted Seto to Otogi it proved to be…frustrating later in their relationship.

Neither was willing to give up power and everything seemed to be a constant struggle of sorts between them. While it made things interesting between them, and neither could lie and say the sex wasn't good, it also left both of them wanting.

Seto realized they needed to do something once the problem was evident. He cared for Otogi, maybe even loved him, and wasn't willing to give up on the first real relationship he'd ever had because they couldn't get it together.

The longer they went, trying to pretend nothing was wrong, the worse things got. They began to grate against each other, driving the other to madness and clashing over even the smallest of things. Seto simply couldn't be bothered to handle the so-called little things, including his lover, and he supposed when he and Otogi had gotten involved part of the appeal had been in finding someone he knew would understand and not be put off by it.

It was strange how he became annoyed because Otogi also couldn't be bothered.

To be sure it wasn't as if they had everything in common, because that couldn't have been further from the truth. It was simply that, at the end of the day neither wanted someone who wanted the exact same thing they did, because neither one was that…thing.

It was Otogi who finally hit upon something. They were both Dominate in personality and two Dominates couldn't survive each other without someone dying. As Otogi had pointed out, with more than a small amount of sarcasm lacing his voice, they could barely get through sex without someone getting bruised because neither wanted to give the image of submitting.

They were just…in control people but neither was willing to let the other be in control, and so they clashed terribly, like sandpaper rubbing against each other. It achieved nothing besides wearing the other piece away, while being rubbed away itself.

Seto had considered that, seriously, for a time. He wasn't going to give Otogi up because they were both stubborn and prideful to the point of insanity. They had to work something out.

He just didn't know what.

He lucked out because Otogi was very nearly as brilliant as he was. On Seto's eighteenth birthday Otogi had come up with a solution in the form of a doe eyed waif of a boy more than willing to be played with for the weekend. Seto had resisted, of course.

It seemed…wrong. Unsavory almost, to bring someone into their relationship. He couldn't help but feel that would be the final breaking down of what they had and admitting defeat, and barely a step up from cheating on each other. Otogi had explained if differently.

Since they obviously couldn't be together alone, why not bring in a buffer? Nothing serious or lasting, just someone for a night or two who would submit to them. It was a chance for them to both be in control without having to give up anything. It wasn't giving up; it was simply trying a new tactic.

He'd caved somewhat, agreeing to watch Otogi and the boy before making a final judgment. He doubted he'd be convinced or swayed because he really just wasn't one of those people.

Still he watched.

Watched as Otogi brought the boy home, or Otogi's apartment to be accurate, and ordered him to strip down to nothing but a dog collar. Watched as Otogi teased and tormented the boy, who he only referred to as 'Slave' and did things to him that Seto would have never so much as considered as actual probable, or pleasing things.

At least not until he saw Slave arch into Otogi's touch, so receptive it was almost obscene, and giving over all this power to a man he barely knew as if it were the most normal thing in the world. He let himself be poked, prodded, twisted, stretched, and touched all over and seemed to love every moment of it.

He obeyed every command, hoping to be rewarded.

Stand still, don't touch, bend over, fetch that, beg me, touch me, suck me, don't come yet, scream, don't speak… Everything had come from Otogi's lips like he was some kind of pro and Slave had done it all without a single thought.

Seto had never been one of those people but he'd been harder than he could ever remember and when Otogi ordered Slave towards him and the commanded the boy to suck him off he'd come hard.

He didn't think he'd ever be able to banish the image of the boy, dark brown eyes wide and pleased, as he licked his cum from his face. To say he'd been won over to Otogi's suggestion would have been putting it lightly.

When the weekend was over and Slave was sent away and more or less forgotten he and Otogi had climbed into bed and proceed to fuck each other senseless, before debating whether to do it again. And he meant debate as in talked, because there wasn't much debate.

As long as they never got attached and agreed it was just sex there was nothing to be concerned about. They'd have each other everyday of the month and an extra person for two other days. A nameless sub interested in being dominated for a weekend.

It was Otogi who found the group. They meant twice a month and talked about everything from training technique for those into the long-term thing to when demonstrations would be held and where the next Dungeon party would be.

Dungeon parties proved to be a new and interesting experience. There were demonstrations, where Masters showed off their Slaves and training tools, and of course subs and Doms of the unattached variety wandering around. There was the promise of fun and discretion and things between he and Otogi would remain intact.

Seto knew it wasn't exactly safe, taking home a strange person every month, with his public image, the minor in his custody, and the risks involved. That's why they decided to only pick from the group as they knew the man who ran it wouldn't allow any loose tongues inside and insisted on there always being protection when you hooked up with someone through him.

The only problem was that part of Seto wanted something more than weekend fucks. Being around long-term couples and seeing that they were happy and how they worked made him want…that. He and Otogi talked and Otogi had expressed the same desire.

Before they'd mutually picked apart the scenario, coming up with a million and one reasons why they couldn't keep a sub in a 24-7 sense, ranging from where they could have a sub move in to when they'd fine time to train to the risk of exposure to the fact that two Doms and one sub would be…awkward, to say the least.

Do-able, sure, but awkward. Conflicting messages and rules, the risk of the sub using them against each other, or just picking a favorite in general or, and this lurked at the back of Seto's mind though he didn't voice it, the risk of one of them preferring the sub.

So the idea was thoroughly dismissed as something they just couldn't do. At least until the day after Otogi graduated from High School (Seto had gotten out the year before after an incident that involved him deciding he didn't want to go anymore and then springing for a new auditorium.)

They'd gone to the munch like they usually did and sat in a far corner, out of the way, to observe some of the uncolored subs. The ones they'd taken home already were easily and quickly dismissed, as were most of the females. (They had taken a girl home on two occasions and while it'd still been fun their tastes ran mostly to the male gender.)

Then Lisa, the sub of the man who ran things, called attention towards her. They were used to this; she was going to introduce new subs she'd met and invited before her Master introduced the Doms. They rarely paid it much mind, as new subs always needed training and they'd already agreed they couldn't do anything like that.

Seto was watching a teen that looked about their age sitting at a table sipping what looked like tea when Otogi nudged him in the ribs. He turned, ready to say that whoever he'd seen better be damn attractive when the world suddenly tilted on its axis.

Honda Hiroto and Jounouchi Katsuya, two of the friendship groupies, were standing next to Lisa and blushing brightly. They appeared to be completely unaware of the attention they were garnering from the Doms, both male and female, or the jealous looks from some of the subs.

Seto just caught the last of what Lisa was saying. "Now, Jou and Honda are also together, so my Master wants you to A) keep your hands to yourselves unless they both say okay and B) understand they are a packaged deal so don't try to take on what you can't handle."

Seto thought he saw a flicker of surprise in the blond's eyes, but then it was gone and Jou was moving closer to Honda as if trying to drive her point home. Lisa was done and took each by the arm and led them away from the stage. The Munch was always held in the small café the couple owned, complete with a small stage for 'local talent' when they were open for more normal business.

"And here I thought Jou was just trying to be funny when he accused you of being a bondage freak." Otogi said softly, a wan smile quirking his lips as he reached out and fingered one of the buckles of Seto's trench coat.

"I am not a bondage freak." Seto muttered, brushing his lover's hands away. He watched Jou and Honda trail be dragged around by the much smaller Lisa with not a small amount of interest. He had no problem admitting both were attractive and, while he was surprised to see him there, he wouldn't help but want to take advantage.

And that's when the idea that changed everything occurred to him. If one sub could potentially lead to relationship issues between them then perhaps two subs, already involved with each other, could actually work.

He assumed Otogi had gone back to finding their next toy when he was once again nudged in the ribs.

"What're you doing Seto?"

"Thinking."

"About?"

Seto frowned, wondering how to broach the subject. Otogi was really better at such things, with his blunt but not overly abrasive nature. Seto on the other hand knew he tended to get on the nerves of those around him and honestly couldn't bring himself to care most days.

"Do you remember when we talked about doing the twenty-four/seven thing?"

Otogi arched an eyebrow then glanced over at Jou and Honda before frowning. "You can't be serious. Didn't we already talk about this? I mean, we couldn't keep them at either of our places-"

"But we could get another place. An apartment. I know Jou is moving out this summer, so it's not like it'd look strange to anyone and we sure as hell can afford it."

"But…what about the other stuff? Time? Conflict? And those two?"

"If they're already together doesn't that mean they're less likely to try and break us up? They'll understand that part of our relationship better." And Seto wasn't totally abhorrent to the idea of seeing them together either. "And time and conflict…they'd have the other to keep them in line and…compare notes with, somewhat at least." He smiled slightly. "And why not them? Can you honestly not imagine having Jou underneath you, all long lean pale muscle, or Honda, compact and hard."

Otogi licked his lips, pupils contracting slightly, and glanced over at them again. "But they're total…babies. They don't know anything. Look at them."

Indeed both were blushing again, apparently at something Lisa's Master had said to them and looking like complete innocents.

Seto smirked. "All the better. Blank slates."

Otogi sighed. "Or a complete headache. We'd have to teach them everything and we don't even know everything. We've never kept anyone for more than two days."

Seto arched an eyebrow. "Are you saying you can't do it? Backing down?"

"Of course not." Otogi glared at him. "I'm just pointing out the obvious…what if they aren't even really into this? What if it's an experiment? I know you couldn't care less, but I don't want to wreck a perfectly good friendship."

"Not even at the risk of something better?" This was an interesting change, him trying to talk Otogi into something instead of the other way around. The green-eyed man was silent a moment longer then rolled his eyes at him.

"Okay. If you can get those two to be open to the idea we'll try it."

Seto bent down, capturing his lover's lips and happily ignoring the rest of the world. His ran his tongue over the other man's lips before slowly licking his way inside. Otogi's tongue met his own, brushing over it, before the other man suckled on his tongue lightly, the promise of other things in his eyes.

They broke apart and Seto drew in a breath before letting his gaze dart over to Jou and Honda once again. Convince those two that they wanted to belong to them…a little difficult, considering their history, but not impossible.

After all, what Seto Kaiba wanted Seto Kaiba got.

"You know you're a pervert, right?" Otogi asked, leaning against him. He shrugged.

"But you made me this way."

"Very true."

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Jou
Something New

To say that what they found at the Munch surprised him wouldn't have been doing what Jou felt justice. He wasn't sure what he expected exactly; maybe dark lighting and scantily clad people holding whips and leading people around on leashes.

A coffee shop full of normal looking people wasn't it. There were maybe forty people; some in suits, some in jeans, and some in uniforms, sitting at the tables. Some alone, some in pairs, some in groups, all of various age and build and…

They were all different but in a normal way.

Upon closer inspection some of the nicer dressed people had collars and were sitting very still, backs straight but eyes cast downwards. Jou knew they were Slaves, eyes cast down to show respect for their Master by not daring to look at anyone else without permission.

So they were in the right place.

"Hey boys!" A petite redhead popped up in front of them, a wide smile curving her lips. She was practically bouncing with energy, causing red curls to go in every direction. A black collar around her neck had a small silver bell that tinkled softly as she bounced. "Can I help you?"

"Um." Was Honda's of so useful contribution. Jou cleared his throat, seeing he was going to have to be the one to handle things. He opened his mouth to speak

And said nothing. His mind just want blank.

She smiled however, a kind one with less manic energy, and nodded. "You must be Jou and Honda. You two practically scream newbie. You're right on time for me to introduce you two. I'm Lisa by the way, great to finally meet you."

Jou could almost feel the blood draining from his face. "I-introduce us? To…people? I don't know."

"It'll be fine, I promise." She grabbed their hands and, being a deceptively strong woman, managed to haul them over to a small well-lit stage, with a single microphone stand as the only item on it. The crowd got silent and Jou swore he could feel forty pairs of eyes burning holes through him.

Oh God. He should have stayed home. This was what he got for looking for internet porn; it was now back to haunt him. He probably deserved this on some kind of strange karmic level.

Lisa tapped the microphone and, satisfied that it was on, smiled her wide manic smile. "Hey everybody! I'm Lisa, Master Yukito's pet. This week we only have two newbies for you, but they're so cute I doubt anyone will be disappointed. Be nice because they are really new and I don't want to hear about anyone harassing them. Now, Jou and Honda are also together, so my Master wants you to A) keep your hands to yourselves unless they both say okay and B) understand they are a packaged deal so don't try to take on what you can't handle."

Jou's gaze jerked up from its study of the stage floor to stare at Lisa. Together? Him and Honda? A packaged deal? That was…they couldn't…could someone really take on both of them at once? Would they? As strange as it seemed now that the idea was in Jou's head he wouldn't mind it.

He knew he'd feel better in Honda's presence doing…anything they may do and it wasn't like he was totally against the idea of doing things with Honda. They had, for a while, until it had kind of fallen apart. Not in a bad way, just in a 'we can't make this work' kind of way.

Maybe, if they were both really subs, that was it.

After all, two subs dating didn't make much sense did it?

He wasn't sure how seriously Honda was taking all of this but something about talking to Lisa and reading what she, and other people, had to say about it had really got him…thinking, he supposed. It just seemed right, in a strange kind of way. He would have never so much as considered it before but now it was all he could think about.

And, more than that, he found himself not wanting the 'game' but the real thing.

He wondered if that meant there was something wrong with him. Should he really know something like that already? Shouldn't he have some kind of…doubts, or something?

Well. Doubts. He had them. Was even a little afraid of what he was considering doing, but not in an 'I wonder if I'm wrong' way, but in a 'man I hope I don't screw up' kind of way.

He wondered how Honda was feeling. He hadn't really said much all day long, or the night before. He couldn't help but feel Honda was just coming along for his sake and if so he was really going to have to come up with a way to repay him. Jou really didn't think he could have come here all on his own, even if it wasn't half as freaky as he'd feared.

Lisa had a hold of them again and was dragging them over to the man standing behind the counter. He was tall and a touch on the heavy side, with shaggy black hair and a full beard. Still he smiled widely and set down two cans of soda on the counter for them.

"It's always nice to see new faces." The man said, smile still in place, before frowning slightly at Lisa. "What have I told you about touching everyone you meet?"

Lisa's hands dropped away immediately and she bowed her head, eyes cast down. "Sorry sir." He reached over and ruffled her hair.

"It's fine. I know how excited you get. I'm Master Yukito by the way and I just want you two to be aware of the rules. Don't talk to collared subs without the permission of their Master, Lisa being the obvious exception. Address Masters as Master and with respect and honor. Always play safely." He paused for a moment and Jou was suddenly reminded of his father. How very disturbing. "I don't need to lecture on safe sex do I?"

Jou knew he was blushing again and shook his head frantically. Honda was doing the same and had actually almost choked on his drink.

"Sorry." Yukito apologized, but his teasing grin seemed to contradict his words. "I like to keep thins safe is all. If anyone messes with you or approaches you let me know. We take the Courting Rules very seriously here and won't have a Dom intimidating or forcing a sub into anything. We take care of the submissives that come in here as best we can."

"Uh. Thanks." Honda said, looking a touch relived. Jou looked at him, wondering what was going on in the brunette's mind. Sometimes he could read Honda like a book and other times he was complexly shut out.

"Not a problem. Now, some advice I give to everyone: I usually advise playing a bit at first, getting a feel for yourself and who you are before you even thing of pursuing a serious relationship with a Dom. Or Doms. It's like the real world; you usually have to go through a few people before you find the right one. But," and he smiled at Lisa here. "Sometimes you luck out the first time around, so don't close yourself to those options either. We meet every two weeks and would love to have you here. It'll be end of the month so more singles will be here. Tonight was really more couples than anything and you can't really get into much of anything."

Jou nodded slightly, feeling a tingle of excitement. "I think we can come back."

A glance at Honda just got him a shrug. He sighed then turned his gaze to his drink. Next week would have more singles and would be more interesting, hopefully. Nothing seemed like it would happen tonight.