Title: Stress Therapy – 4?

Author: Telpei

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: Seto/Jou

Beta: JennieB glomps you're the best!

Spoilers: None. This is AU.

Disclaimer: It's not mine. The idea's not even mine. But I'm going to use it all the same and have fun with it sticks out tongue So there! Muahahahahaha... (Many thanks, though, to calico1019, for offering up this delicious bunny for feasting! presents pocky)

Author's Notes: at bottom.

Summary: Kaiba's work-related stress lands him in the hospital and the good doctor prescribes a month's worth of vacation. The first week doesn't go very well, so Mokie decides to step in and send his brother away so that Seto won't be anywhere near his company. But what kind of 'spa' has Mokuba chosen? Seto's in for quite a sexy surprise...

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Chapter 4 – The Past

Seto knew he was being unfair. He knew that he shouldn't be pressuring Jounouchi into anything, much less something like...like...sex. He shivered as he thought the word, his enthusiasm renewed as he lavished the hollow of the blond's throat with attention. His tongue licked and swirled, and he briefly took Jou's Adam's apple in his mouth, sucking gently before he released it. The blond's response was encouraging; Jou was shivering and he had stopped protesting Seto's advances – mostly because his mouth was suddenly full of said CEO's tongue.

The brunet knew he should stop, knew he should get his body under control and pull away, but he couldn't. He'd wanted the blond from the first time their eyes had met, and now that beautiful body was so close to him. He reached out and touched Jou's chest, his fingers gently rubbing the therapist's nipples through his baby blue shirt, coaxing them to harden beneath his ministrations. The blond was moaning, tossing his head from side to side in rapture, and his reactions were making Seto even hotter.

Screw his conscience. For once in his life, Seto was going to do what he wanted, and right now he wanted to do Jounouchi. God, he needed this, and he needed it bad. It had been so long since his last lover; so long since he'd experienced the touch of another body, the warmth of another body, the feel of another body...Seto moaned, burying his face in the crook of the blond's neck as his fingers abandoned the nipples, traveling lower and feeling Jou's stomach through the material of his clothing. Muscles twitched at his touch, and Seto focused on the blond's ragged breathing. Only then did he realize that his own breaths were coming in pants and gasps.

Jounouchi was trying to talk, still trying to stop what was going on. The guilt rained down on Seto, telling him stop...stop. Stop! But, he readily ignored such rational thoughts. Urgently, he grasped the bulge between the blond's legs, massaging the hardening organ beneath the rough fabric of his jeans and effectively smothering the therapist's protests – for good this time. However, Jounouchi wasn't exactly silenced – his mouth was open as he gave a cry of pleasure, his head thrown back and the muscles in his neck and shoulders tense.

Seto groaned loudly, Jou's vocal response urging him forward. He leaned up to kiss the blond again, steadying himself with both of his hands as his knees urged Jou's legs apart. The CEO slipped between them easily, grinding their groins together and humming in pleasure against the therapist's lips.

Jounouchi couldn't help but respond in kind, his tongue flicking out to press at the brunet's lips and slide past them into the warm, wet mouth. They were bumping and grinding against each other, and slowly the blond's arms came up to encircle Seto's neck. He gently ran his fingers through the soft, chocolate brown hair and moaned into his kiss. The need for air was starting to get to him, and he was starting to sweat from the exertion of their humping.

Jou moaned as he continued to press his body closer and closer to Kaiba's. He was dangerously close to coming in his pants – each time Seto rocked against his groin he was moaning and whimpering and crying out in pleasure all at once. He never, ever wanted this to end because it felt so damn good to have the brunet on top of him, demanding and hot. Their kiss eventually broke off, both men panting for breath as they continued their erotic movements, melding their bodies together in their sensual grinding.

"Oh Fuck..." Jounouchi groaned, writhing and bucking into Kaiba's body and touch. "I'm gonna...gonna come..." he moaned, his body straining for release. "Gonna...gonna...Fucking-aaah..."

Seto managed a smirk, and his lips moved to nip and suck at the blond's neck. "Then do it," he grunted, pressing even harder against the firm body beneath his. The heat between his legs was intensifying, nearly driving him mad with pleasure. His pants were getting damp; he could feel his pre-essence leaking from the tip of his straining arousal. "Do it, whore," he bit out between clenched teeth.

And suddenly, Jounouchi stopped moving. He was snapped back to his senses and immediately pushed Kaiba away. They were both sporting erections large enough to make their pants felt entirely too small and, with a quick glance, Jou confirmed that he wasn't the only one who had been close to release. With a slight frown he got to his feet, not bothering to offer his client a hand up. "No," he said finally.

"No what?" Kaiba demanded, still seated on the floor. He looked up at the blond, completely stunned. One minute he'd been about to reach his sexual climax and the next he was being told 'no'? No one, no one, said 'no' to Seto Kaiba.

"No!" Jounouchi bit back belligerently, moving to sit behind his desk. "My job ain't satisfyin' your needs, Mr. Kaiba. My job is to help you cope with your stress."

Seto growled and got to his feet, ignoring the painful throbbing between his legs and the growing stain on his pants. Apparently Jounouchi had yet to learn his place. "Listen here, mutt-"

But the therapist cut him off again. "No, you listen!" Jou insisted, meeting Kaiba's glare. "I'm the professional here, and you're the one who needs my help. So we're gonna to do things that I say we're gonna do, end of story!"

Seto's eyes narrowed further. "I've had just about enough of you!" he growled threateningly, leaning over the desk and placing both hands on the rich, wooden surface. "I don't know who you think you are, but you'd better watch your step. I can have you fired from this place and out of work for the rest of your sorry little life..."

Jounouchi remained impassive and unresponsive to Kaiba's intimidating tactics, which only managed to tick the brunette off even further. "I'm sorry, Mr. Kaiba, but your threats ain't gonna work here. My job is safe, and we both know it. You may have power in Japan over yer own employees, but here yer money don't make no difference. So, Mr. Kaiba, if you'll kindly have a seat, we'll get back to your therapy."

Fuming, Seto sank into the chair beside the desk. His hair was tousled, his clothes were rumpled and out of place, his pants were stained, and to top it all off, he was still aroused. Of course, it had been the perfect opportunity for someone to open Jounouchi's office door and step into the room – and without knocking, no less. Kaiba's scowl deepened.

"Katsuya," the man greeted, his emerald eyes flashing dangerously. They flicked over to Kaiba for a brief moment, and his thin lips formed a smirk. "I see you've gotten right down to business, haven't you?" he accused, gesturing at Seto. "And with my patient, to boot."

Jounouchi frowned, and Seto noticed that his hands balled into tight fists on top of the desk. "Otogi," he greeted stiffly before turning to the brunet. "Mr. Kaiba, we're done for the day. Have a nice evening and I'll come for you in the morning."

Seto nodded and got to his feet, smirking smugly when he saw that he towered over the raven-haired man but somewhat disappointed that he didn't seem intimidated.

"Maybe I'll see you in the morning, handsome," Otogi cut in smoothly as Seto brushed past him. "Since I was supposed to be his therapist in the first place!"

Seto knew that the second half of the statement had been directed at the blond sitting behind the desk. With one last nod in Jounouchi's direction, he left the office and closed the door behind him. He needed to go back to his room and have a nice, long, cold shower. Then, he'd make a trip to see 'Liz' and see if he couldn't get the facts straight on his own.

Once the brunet was gone, Otogi strode forward and placed his hands on the desk. Without realizing it, he'd taken up the same position that Seto had been in not moments ago, but Jounouchi found that he was maybe a little more apprehensive and a hell of a lot less aroused by Otogi's looming presence.

"Listen, Blondie, I don't know what you think you're up to, but Seto Kaiba was going to be my patient!" Otogi hissed. "You should know better than to step into my territory! You can't handle a case like this. I've got years more experience than you do."

Jounouchi struggled to remain calm, but since he was caught with wet pants and a hard dick, he didn't have much maneuverability. "I hardly think that a year and half counts for very much," the blond replied in a steady voice. "I can do this job just as well as you can."

Otogi smirked. "Listen, Jounouchi. I know we can both screw Seto Kaiba. There's no question there. But when he needs actual therapy, are you going to be able to help him? Or have you forgotten what happened with your last patient?" he sneered, finally stepping away from the desk. "You've got until the morning to back out of this before things get nasty," he warned, his green eyes narrowed dangerously. "And I do mean nasty."

With that said, the raven-haired man turned to leave Jou's office. Pausing in the doorway with his hand on the knob, he glanced over his shoulder. "And, if you think you're hiding the fact that you're aroused as hell, it's not working," he commented before he left the room, and the blond, behind him.

Jounouchi sighed as the door to his office shut with a certain finality, and he dropped his forehead onto the desk in frustration. He was in deep shit now, and if Otogi did get 'nasty', then Jou could very well find himself out of a job...if he was lucky.

Worst case scenario he'd end up in jail.

With a groan, he got to his feet and headed for the suite attached to his office – his own personal area where none of his clients were allowed. The bedroom, bathroom, and small living area were all that he owned, and he wasn't looking forward to losing them. Jou could feel a headache coming on, so he popped a couple of Advil and fell onto his bed. He glanced down at the area between his legs and groaned again when blue eyes flashed in his memory and his cock jumped back to life with renewed vigor. Unable to fight it any longer, his hands drifted downwards and he rid himself of his pants, gasping as the cool air assaulted his heated skin. One thing life had taught him was to live in the moment, and if his previous session was all he was going to get from Seto Kaiba, he damn well wanted to make something of it.

His moaning and panting echoed off the walls of his room before Jounouchi came with a scream of Seto's name. Soon after, he fell into a restless sleep.

Ooo TBC ooO

Author's Notes:

Well, (finally) here's the next chapter, folks! Thanks to Ykarzel for her support (I'm planning that anniversary!) and to a friend of mine, Wishful Thinker, for her help and support as well. I couldn't have done it without you guys!

This is a pretty important chapter. Jounouchi's character gets a bit of depth and I got to play around with Otogi. I love him as an evil guy . Anyway, thanks for reading! Hope you liked the bite of sex at the top. It'll have to hold you off for a while, I think... innocent grin But we'll see how things go. Flattery and begging can get you a long way...

Thanks too, to Jennie for her wonderful beta work! I love you! glomps I was pleased with your reaction, btw, to Jou's secrets...hopefully everyone else will be as keen for more as you were! Thanks for your kind words and support! hugs

Telpei