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Chapter 5

Seto frowned as he pulled a book down from a shelf, eying it critically before sighing and shoving it back in place. "No." He pulled another book down and looked at it, then sighed again. "No."

Joey couldn't help an amused giggle. He'd been watching his mate do this for over an hour, and it never stopped being amusing. "What about that one on your left?" He watched the brunet turn toward it and covered his mouth to muffle a snort when he saw his face twist in horror. "Snk!"

"Why the hell would I give my brother a Kama Sutra book?" The brunet frowned. "Why do I own a Kama Sutra?" He leaned forward to look at the book, then glanced at the books surrounding it. He let out a squawk and jerked backward, tumbling from the ladder and falling to the ground in a pathetic heap. "Ow!"

"Seto!" The blond squeaked and ran over to him. "Are you okay? What happened?"

Seto, to say the least, looked appalled. "It's part of a series!"

Despite the seriousness of the situation (Seto had just fallen off a ladder, after all), Joey had to giggle again. "I wonder how you acquired that!"

"I don't know! Stop laughing at me!"

The blond tilted his head, still chuckling as he looked up at the blue leather-bound books. "Well, I'd say we could give 'em t' Yami for his birthday, but I think I wanna look through 'em a little first!"

It was an attempt at humor—hinting that maybe, after they'd gotten to know each other better, they could try to have sex again. It would be safe and consensual and a pleasure for both of them.

Unfortunately, it went right over the brunet's head, as he frowned and raised an eyebrow in puzzlement. "Why would you want to?"

"Because—Never mind," Joey sighed, shaking his head. He held his hands out to help him up. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah, fine." Seto grunted as he stood up and tested his injured wing, still a little tender from the broken bones and piercing. "Just a little bruised."

The blond reached out to stroke his wing in concern; once he was satisfied that it had suffered no further damage, he turned to go sit on one of the comfy chairs. "You should be more careful."

"I'm sorry if a series of sex books just leapt at my face!" the older boy exclaimed, scowling, and motioned at his face. "Especially considering sex is what got you to hate me in the first place! Ra, it's like my library is mocking me!"

Joey stopped in his tracks and frowned as the brunet glared up at the books, then hesitantly walked back to him and placed his hand on the brunet's shoulder. "Seto, it… Ya don't hafta feel bad about it anymore. I forgive ya. I know ya didn't really mean t' do it. Ya… ya couldn't control yourself."

Seto's wings wilted a little at that. "…I still should have tried harder to control myself. I hurt you. I made you hate me. That's no way for a sire to treat a dame."

The younger boy sighed. "…But a dame shouldn't block a sire's attempts to get closer and leave him to fend for himself after making him sick. I had no right t' do that t' ya, no matter how angry ya made me or how much I didn't like ya."

"…You… didn't?" The brunet turned to face him and frowned, brows furrowing together in confusion. "…I don't understand."

The black dragon smiled a little at the expression on the other boy's face, then grabbed his hands and gently led him over to one of the armchairs. Helping him to sit without crushing his still-tender wing, he settled himself carefully on the brunet's lap, wrapping his tail around his waist gently. "Let me explain it to you."

Seto sighed and laid his head on the blond's shoulder, feeling entirely inadequate. "…Okay."

Joey took a few moments to pet his chest, trailing his fingers over the brunet's smooth skin, then turned his head to brush his lips over his ear. "You were entirely sincere when ya brought me t' your castle. You just wanted me t' be happy, and ya tried your best to serve me, but I didn't appreciate any of it, even when it was obvious ya were sufferin' because of me. That wasn't fair." He caught the older boy's earlobe and nibbled on it a moment, then nuzzled under his chin. "I should've allowed ya at least a little benefit of the doubt. Even then, I certainly shouldn't have poisoned ya and then force ya t' fend for yourself."

"…So… so it wasn't only my fault?" the white dragon asked quietly—and with no small amount of hope.

"No. It was my fault, too, at least a little bit." The blond rubbed his cheek against the older boy's shoulder. "I'm sorry for treatin' ya so badly when ya were just tryin' t' please me. I'm so sorry." He mewed as he was pulled into a kiss, then slid his arms around the brunet's neck, turning to face him and better attack the older boy's mouth with his own.

He moaned quietly as the older boy reached down to grasp his hips, shivering as his claws gently scratched against his skin, then slid his hands into the brunet's hair as he lifted his tail to gently trace circles with the tip of the large spike at the end of his barb.

Then, he found himself on the floor, startled as the older boy crouched in the chair and glared at his tail. Or, more appropriately, the barb at the end. Joey bit his bottom lip and hugged his tail to his body. "I-I'm sorry, Seto."

"…I'm sure you didn't mean it. I just didn't want to get poisoned again," Seto replied slowly, still giving his barb a dirty look.

"But—Seto, it only—that's not how my barb works!" the blond exclaimed, frowning.

The older boy didn't look convinced. "Oh, really?"

"Yeah, really! It—it—Look, the poison only comes out of this big spike at the end, and even then, it's not like I can control it that much! It just—it just seeps out whenever I'm mad or scared! It's really not that bad!" He stood up and dusted himself off, then looked up at his mate again, frowning. "If ya just looked at it—"

"I don't want it near me!" Seto exclaimed angrily, stepping off the chair and backing away as the blond began toward him. "I mean it, Joey, don't touch me with it—" He squeaked quietly as he backed into a bookcase.

"It's not poisonous right now, Seto!" Joey twisted his tail around so the barb was held out to him. He frowned when the brunet flinched and closed his eyes tightly, as if expecting pain, then looked down at his barb. He supposed he might be afraid of it too if he'd been poisoned by it and forced to fend for himself for most of the illness he suffered.

Tucking his tail back, well away from the older boy, he stepped up to him and gently nuzzled against him. "…I'm sorry…"

The brunet blinked in confusion, then looked down at him. Seeing that the younger boy was honestly sorry, he hesitantly placed his arms around him, then lifted a hand to gently stroke his hair. "It's okay. I'm sorry, too."

Joey bit his bottom lip when the older boy began to stroke his hair, then whimpered quietly. Even after making his mate upset, he was trying to soothe him instead. "I love you…"

Seto smiled and nuzzled his neck sweetly. "I love you, too."

"…'nd… We can get rid of that Kama Sutra series, too, if ya want."

At that, the brunet scowled. "But then I'll have a huge empty space in my library. I don't have enough books to replace them."

Joey couldn't help it. He started to laugh. "A little obsessive-compulsive, are we?"

"It's a big empty space!"

.-.-.-.-.-.

Joey turned his head as he heard the sound of something slamming against thick wood, then looked up at his mate. "Seto?"

The brunet, he'd found, actually did spend most of his time in the library. He was either reading as he sat in one of the comfy chairs, cleaning, or reorganizing. At first, he'd been confused when his sire had insisted that he learn all about his interests and had not offered to show him any of his own, but when he'd finally insisted that he learn his sire's hobbies, he'd suddenly understood.

Seto had been embarrassed. He'd fidgeted, stuttered a few excuses, and then finally sighed in defeat and slowly nodded. Then, he'd shuffled to the library. Once they'd settled in a couple of the comfortable chairs, the brunet had sighed again, glanced around the expansive room (which, he explained later, had actually been a banquet hall before his parents had redecorated), then held his hand out.

"This is my hobby."

Joey, at first, hadn't understood, and had been initially horrified when the white dragon had suddenly stood and began throwing books off a shelf. It was only when Seto had begun looking through all of the displaced books and began replacing them slowly and carefully, muttering about how they'd been out of order, that he realized that there had been any method behind his madness. That was when he truly understood just how obsessive-compulsive his mate was.

Two or three of the books had been out of place, and so he'd had to dump out the whole shelf entirely to fix them.

Since then, he'd watched his mate rearrange the shelves twice, fix the way he ordered the books once, and had been alternating draperies between a floral pattern and blue stripes every Monday (apparently, his parents had never gotten around to choosing and he didn't want to throw one of them out, which he thought was actually rather cute). Any time he wasn't shifting things around, however, he just sat and read; Joey had found quite a comfortable position on the floor, pressed up against his mate's chair and settled between his legs.

Seto boasted that he was already halfway through all of the authors whose last names began with the letter G. Unfortunately, when he read, the rest of the world disappeared.

Scowling, Joey elbowed him in the shin. "Seto!"

"Ow! What!" the brunet exclaimed, sitting up straight and glaring at him in confusion.

"What's that noise?"

Seto froze, brows furrowing together for a moment, before he frowned. "It's someone knocking on the door." Sighing, he began putting a marker in his book so he could find his place again when he got back. "I'll go get it—"

"Oh! No, I'll get it!" Joey exclaimed quickly, tossing his book aside. He flinched when he heard his mate squeak and murmured a timid 'sorry' before getting to his feet and scurrying to the door to the library. Turning, he looked back to see his mate picking up the book and delicately setting it on the table beside the chair. "Do ya wanna see whoever it is in here?"

"That's fine," the brunet replied, picking up the book again and brushing away some imaginary dust.

"'kay. Be back in a jiffy!" As he left, he heard the confused question of 'how long is a jiffy, anyway?'

Chuckling quietly, Joey made his way to the front door as quickly as he could without actually sprinting down the halls. Once he reached the door, he took a few deep breaths to calm his heavy breathing, then opened the door. "Hello? Yugi!"

Yugi smiled up at him and tucked the package he was holding beneath one arm so he could wave. "Hi, Joey. Um, is Seto around, or is he busy?"

"Oh. Uh, he's in the library. Do ya need help with that, Yug'?"

"No, I've got it," he replied, stepping inside so he could shut the door. "So, what have you and Seto been doing all day?"

Joey shrugged and clasped his hands behind his back as he began leading the way to the library. "Oh, not much. First he helped me find some more rubies so I could weld them into one of my lamps, then we had some brunch, and we've been sort of lounging in the library since then."

Yugi looked up at him in surprise. "That's all?"

"…Well, I'll admit we could have been more productive, but we woke up really late this morning," the blond explained. "It's just been a lazy day, I guess."

"Do you have any plans for tonight, then?"

"…Eating dinner…?"

The smaller boy frowned. "You mean you're not going to—"

"Huh? Are we supposed to be doing something?"

"I can't… Oh, Joey." Yugi sighed and rolled his eyes, then looked up as they made their way into the library. "Seto—"

"Yugi. Hmm, I really wasn't expecting anyone today," Seto commented idly, not looking up from his book.

Yugi flinched a little, then walked toward him and forced a smile. "I was friends with you long before I was Yami's mate, Seto. It would take nothing short of a storm or a forest fire to keep me from coming to see you today."

The brunet rested his arms over the back of the chair and finally turned to face him, still holding the book in one hand. "Well, that's true; you're almost disgustingly loyal."

"…I'll take that as a compliment," the smaller boy stated darkly, glaring at him, then forced the package into his arms. "Here."

"Hmm." Seto took it and opened it carefully, then froze when he saw what was inside. Slowly pulling the soft fabric out, he set the box aside and laid it on his lap, idly stroking the softness with his fingers as he took in all of the designs so intricately and thoughtfully woven into it. It had taken a long time, he decided, for his cousin's mate to weave the blue blanket with little red and black polka dots on it. "Thank you, Yugi."

"No problem! Well, I've gotta go now; I've got herbs hanging out to dry and I want to get them inside before tonight's damp can get to them." Smiling, Yugi placed a hand on his shoulder before turning to leave. "Happy birthday, Seto!"

Joey turned to look after him in confusion, then turned back to his mate sharply. "That's what he meant when he asked if we had plans tonight! Seto, why didn't ya tell me?"

Seto looked up at him in confusion. "Tell you what?"

"That today was your birthday, you idiot!" the blond roared angrily. "I didn't get ya anything, I didn't make anything for ya, I've got nothin'! Were ya just gonna not say anything?"

"…I had not planned on saying anything, no," the brunet replied, frowning, as he was still puzzled by his dame's fury.

"And why not?"

At that, the older boy looked away in shame, reaching up to scratch his cheek anxiously. "…It's just… I'd listened to you damn the day I was born for so long, I just didn't think you'd care. And I didn't think anyone would come by and say anything. Honestly, I'm sort of surprised that Yugi came to give me this. …I expected him to be mad at me, too."

"Oh, Seto." Walking over to kneel in front of him, Joey took the brunet's hands in his own and looked up at him sadly. "That was before I learned ya were my Other. I'm glad you were born now." He sighed when the older boy looked away and lifted the brunet's hand so he could lean his face into it. "And I didn't even give ya a birthday gift."

Seto frowned guiltily as he saw how badly his mate felt. Reaching down so he could pull the blond into his arms, he held him tightly. "All I ever wanted was for you to not hate me. I could be happy never getting a birthday gift again now that you know you're my Other and you love me." He held the younger boy tighter and let out a quiet rumble of remorse. "If I'd known it meant so much to you, I would have told you; I promise."

"Jerk. You should tell me things more. You're always keepin' things t' yourself. How am I s'posed t' help ya if ya won't tell me what's wrong?"

"I'm just… so used to being alone all the time… that sometimes I forget that I have someone to tell," the brunet whispered honestly, then hid his face in the other boy's hair. "I'm sorry. Please forgive me."

Joey didn't have the heart to be mad at him anymore. His poor neglected mate… He needed some serious healing if he ever hoped to be even a little normal.

.-.-.-.-.-.

Yami squawked in alarm as something was thrown at him and ducked just in time to keep the thick book from crushing his skull. "Ack!"

"Joey!" Yugi exclaimed, scowling. "Don't throw things in my den!" He expected an apology, but when he saw that his friend's eyes were more red than brown, he squeaked and scampered for cover—well away from his mate. Screw everyone else; he knew his best friend well enough to know when he needed to hide!

"Happy. Fucking. Birthday," Joey snarled, tail lashing wildly behind him. "But not from me. I couldn't care less what the hell ya do. That's from Seto. He searched the library for days for that. If ya throw it away, I'll beat ya with my tail until ya scream for mercy. He put a lot of time and effort into findin' you a book that you'd like, and I'll be damned if ya just throw all of his hard work away."

"Why are you standing up for him after what he did to you?" Mokuba asked incredulously, standing as Yami bent to pick up the book.

"Well I've forgiven him. I don't see why you two are still so pissed," he hissed, throwing the other package in his arms at his feet. "Happy birthday t' you, too. Sorry it's late, but I had no intention of seein' either of ya more than necessary, since I noticed that Seto only got a birthday gift from Yugi." He slapped his wings together once, causing a loud clapping sound—a way dragons of his species showed animosity; the louder the clap, the more danger a person was in of being hurt. "I'm sorry for throwin' things, Yug'. Ya won't hafta put up with it until next year, I promise." So saying, he huffed and turned to leave. "G'bye."

Yami frowned as he traced his fingers over the golden lettering on the front of the ancient book and sat down. Suddenly, he didn't feel much like celebrating.

Yugi waited until he was sure his friend was gone before stalking over to the two silent boys and slapping them each in the head with his tail. "You didn't even say thank you!"

"Ow!"

"Ngh-!"

The smaller boy crossed his arms and scowled. "Joey's got a point. I could understand you both shunning him if Joey was still pissed, but they've worked it out. Why are you being such pig-headed idiots?"

Yami rubbed the back on his head and frowned again. "…I suppose I was just disappointed to find out that he would sink so low as to claim someone against his will. He's had such an iron hold on his emotions since his parents died, I just thought…"

"Well, gee, let me think," Yugi began sarcastically. "He was there to love and nurture Mokuba, but who was there to do the same with him? I think it would be normal to be confused over what to do when you have no experience with emotions you're suddenly slapped with. And I was friends with Seto long before you met me and realized I was your Other, so I know that when I say I didn't really expect any mating he did to be completely consensual, it's the truth.

"He's spent his whole life making sure you've gotten everything you need, and that was very nice of him. But while you two were getting everything you needed—and a lot of things you didn't need but wanted—who was making sure he was getting what he needed? And don't tell me you helped him out much, because I've seen the way he looks at other mated couples! Like he wants what they have but knows he'll never get it! The same look he gives Joey when Joey smiles at him and he doesn't know what else to do but smile back! And to think that he gave you birthday presents and you two couldn't even manage a lousy card!"

Yami flinched. His mate was right; he'd been a jerk. He of all people should have known how emotionally inept his cousin was.

"…But Serenity wants nothing to do with me because of him," Mokuba whispered, frowning.

"Serenity is your Other, and she knows she's your Other. If she still doesn't want to mate with you just because of Seto, then that's her problem, not yours. Her brother doesn't seem to mind anymore, after all." Yugi scowled and crossed his arms, tail beginning to twitch. "Something better be done about this. I'm tired of Joey giving me dirty looks whenever I visit."

.-.-.-.-.-.

"Mm, I like that…" Joey purred, arching into the brunet's hand.

Seto chuckled quietly and paused to focus on one patch of scales. "I know you do. I like it, too."

The blond purred a little louder just to get the point of how much he liked it across, then looked back at the older dragon suggestively. "I could rub some lotion on your scales."

"Lotion makes them itch," the brunet replied absently, pouring some more lotion onto his mate's tail.

Joey blinked. Hadn't… hadn't he hinted at something at least the slightest bit erotic? Wasn't Seto supposed to stiffen, and stutter, then go on as if he hadn't said anything? …Seto was adorably oblivious sometimes. "Well, I could get some scented oil and rub it on ya."

"I do not want to smell like a flower."

The blond giggled quietly; he had a silly mate. "Would you rather smell like a fruit or vegetable? I know Ishizu has some cucumber melon or coconut."

Seto shot him an annoyed scowl. "No, I would not rather smell like a fruit or vegetable!"

"…Apple cinnamon? Raspberry? Cocoa butter?" Joey squealed as this only earned a smack across his bottom from the brunet's ribbed tail, then giggled again. "You're such a curmudgeon."

"I'm not trying to make my mate smell good enough to eat," the brunet mumbled, then frowned. "…Wait."

"I'll ask Ishizu for almond oil. …I think the scent of almond extract is delicious."

Seto rolled his eyes. "If you like it so much, you'll probably eat it on the way home."

"Mm. Sometimes I don't know whether I want to kill you or kiss you," the blond replied lazily, then looked over his shoulder at him again. "Do you know what day it is?"

"December first. You know that, because yesterday you took Yami his birthday gift," the brunet answered, rolling his eyes again.

Joey hummed and opened his mouth to try and flirt with him again, but was cut off by the sound of the knocker banging against the door. Someone was visiting. He moaned quietly as the older boy dragged his hands down his back to get all of the lotion off of his hands, then growled and slammed his fist onto the bed in frustration as he left the room. "Damn it!"

Seto glanced over his shoulder as he heard his mate begin to spit out curses, then turned his attention back to the front door, where the banging was getting more hurried. Opening the door, he raised his eyebrow as he found his little brother with his hand still on the large brass knocker. "…Mokuba."

Mokuba frowned, then slowly lifted his gaze from his feet. "…Seto."

"Would you like something?"

"…May I come in?" the younger boy asked after a moment.

Seto stood aside and allowed him in, then shut the door and turned back to him, frowning as he crossed his arms. "Well? You haven't talked to me in months. What reason do you have for coming now? Do you need something?"

"Well, I…" Mokuba fidgeted for a moment, then sighed. "…I came to apologize."

"I see." The brunet looked away for a moment, then looked back at his brother and nodded once. "I accept your apology."

"…But you're still hurt, aren't you?" Mokuba asked quietly, frowning.

Seto turned his head away again, frowning. Before he was forced to answer, however, his mate slid his arms around his neck, leaning in for a quick peck on the lips. "I'm gonna go visit Ishizu and get some almond oil." He paused to run his hand down the brunet's arm. "Be ready to get a rub down when I get hooome…"

The brunet raised an eyebrow, then nodded slowly. "Alright."

Joey pouted a little. "Well, don't I get a kiss goodbye?"

Seto blinked at him in confusion. The blond had been awfully touchy-feely lately. Almost… seductive. But, he'd been a good sire and had ignored everything, tamping down the desire that the blond had tried to arouse in him firmly. He'd already screwed up once, and he had no intention of forcing his mate into anything he didn't want.

So why was he acting so seductive?

"Well?" Joey repeated, brows furrowing together in concern. "…Seto?"

He blinked again in surprise. "What?"

"…Never mind," the blond sighed, rolling his eyes, before lifting his head to press a quick kiss to his cheek. "I'll be back!"

"I'll be here," Seto murmured, before the black-scaled dragon slipped out the door and slammed it shut. He flinched backward as he heard the blond begin cursing again through the door. "…What did I do!"

"…You don't… know?" Mokuba asked after a moment, frowning in concern.

The brunet turned back to him in confusion. "Know what?"

"…Joey and Serenity are from a line of dragons that usually live further south, near the equator; that's why they have such dark scales. Since it's so much colder up here, he needs lots of activity to make sure he stays warm. Once a dragon like him mates, they become a great deal more…" The younger boy blushed and looked away. "…Amorous during the winter, so they can keep their body heat up."

Seto blinked at him for a few moments before asking, "So he's horny and I'm expected to help him with that?"

"…Well, you did mate with him, didn't you?" Mokuba replied, raising an eyebrow at him. "So it's your job to help him keep warm during the winter." When the brunet only stared at him in response to this, he frowned again. "…What?"

"…So he was flirting with me."

The younger boy rolled his eyes. "Seto, it's kind of hard to come from a family like Joey and Serenity's and not know how to flirt. Yeah, he was flirting with you."

"…Because he wants me to do him like a bunny?"

"Dah! Oh, Ra, make me gag! I don't need that mental image!"

.-.-.-.-.-.

Seto blinked as his book was plucked out of his hands, then looked up in confusion, only to find his arms suddenly full of squirming mate as his mouth was attacked by a fervent tongue. "Mm!"

Joey did his best to suck the brunet's breath away and dug his hands into his hair, moaning loudly. He'd been horny for the past week, but Seto had been the dutiful sire being careful to not repeat his past transgressions, and was unwilling to touch him in a sexual manner. He was tired of it. He wanted to be pounded into the bed, the wall, the floor—but Seto was foiling his attempts at getting pounded into anything!

Breaking the kiss, he took a few deep breaths and leaned back to look into the brunet's eyes. "…I got the oil."

"Mm, and I suppose—Ow!" Seto flinched as the blond's tail scraped against his shin. "We need to put more lotion on the end of your tail."

"Oh, did I break the skin?" Joey asked worriedly, frowning as he looked over his shoulder. "I'm sorry, I—"

"Just lay out on the bed and I'll get the lotion," the brunet sighed, rolling his eyes. "You can rub your oil on me some other time."

The younger boy mewled in disappointment but did as he was told, trudging toward the bedroom sadly. "Okay…"

Seto sighed again once he was settled on his stomach on the bed and lathered his hands with lotion, then caught the end of the blond's tail as it twitched in his irritation. "Stop moving. …I wonder if the scales on your barb get as dry as the rest of your tail…"

"I don't have scales on my barb. It's just skin—'nd it's more sensitive than the rest of my tail."

"Ah."

Seto paused. Mokuba had explained that Joey would be more amorous now, more easily aroused, and with the amount that the blond flirted with him, he assumed that soon, he'd be so frustrated he could scream. And Joey had mentioned that his barb was safe as long as he wasn't angry or afraid, and had tried to prove it to him even though he had wanted nothing to do with his barb. So… he could try. He could try to keep him happy.

Joey's breath hitched as he felt the brunet grab the end of his tail and a timid brush against the sensitive skin of his barb. Turning swiftly onto his back, he moaned quietly as he saw the brunet extend his tongue to give the base of his barb a lick as he saw that it wouldn't hurt him and grew more comfortable. "Nn…! Seto, sto—you're makin' me hot, and if you're not gonna—fuck!" He fell back on the bed and let out a sob as the hot, wet muscle rubbed against his sensitive skin and wriggled helplessly. "S'to!"

"You should take your pants off; we wouldn't want to deal with that mess, would we?" Seto commented quietly, before turning his head to suckle at the base of the largest spike on his barb, his fingers rubbing at the other, smaller spikes gently.

"Oh!" Hips jerking upward, he clawed frantically at his pants and sobbed again. "Oh, Ra, you're makin' me so hot—Seto!"

The brunet hummed and lightly dragged his nail over the soft, velvety skin. "Your tail is truly sensitive, isn't it?"

"Oh, Ra, what are ya doin' t' me?" Joey sobbed, tears sliding down his cheeks. "You're tryin' t' kill me, aren't ya?"

Seto moaned quietly and skimmed his teeth over the skin, then reached up to grab his pants and ripped them open, pleased that he'd worn cotton ones instead of denim. As the blond writhed and wiggled, hips jerking upward, he moaned again and reached up to grasp his erection.

Joey jerked his hips upward again, gasping as the brunet's hand began to move up and down. "Fuck! Ra! Seto!"

"Mm… You're so pretty like that, Joey…" The older boy hummed and rubbed his thumb over the head of the blond's shaft, then finally drew the largest spike into his mouth and gave it a hearty suck.

The dual stimulation on two of his most sensitive parts after such a long time without a sexual touch was too much. Back arching as fireworks began exploding in his brain, he let out a high-pitched shriek as he reached his climax. "SETO!"

Seto watched as the blond's cum splattered across his stomach and growled in approval, but didn't release his tail or his cock until he went limp. Letting the spike finally slip from his lips, he leaned down and slowly laved up some of the blond's cum, smiling a little as the smaller boy began to tremble. "Was that good, sweetie?"

"Ah… yes… Did… did ya find out about…?" Joey began feebly. "'bout my body, and how it…?"

"Yes, I'm aware of your body's… delicate state during the winter. I'll try my best to keep you satisfied," the brunet replied, then went back to cleaning his mate's stomach.

"…Nn…" The blond frowned. "…You're… just doin' this t' keep me satisfied? …Don't ya… don't ya wanna do it with me?"

Seto looked up at him for a moment, frowning, then went back to his task of cleaning his mate. "Only if you want to do it with me."

Joey flinched. His mate still had their first time in mind. Maybe that was why he hadn't picked up on his flirtatious innuendos; he was ignoring them so he wouldn't lose control and hurt him again. "…I wanna do it with ya. I wanna do everything with ya. …I promise."

The brunet gave his stomach one last lick before he crawled up and slid his arms around the other dragon's waist. Then, he carefully tucked his wings around him. "I love you, Joey."

"…I love you too…" the blond replied quietly, curling his tail with the white one. "…I promise…"