A/N: Sorry for the wait! Just warning anyone who's not a yaoi fan:

a) Why on earth are you reading this?

b) This next chapter is a little on the mature side ;)

c) My first time writing anything like this, so be nice!

Jou squirmed in his sleep, twisting and turning, gripping the sheets beneath him as the dream gradually took complete control of his senses.

Hands moved slowly, tantalizingly slowly, over his bare chest, around his waist, gripping his hips roughly.

Jou moaned, arching into the touch, heat coursing through his body, piling in his groin. The brunette's tongue flicked over his earlobe, down his neck, over his collarbones...his chest...Jesus.

"S-seto.."

His fingers clawed at the other's back, and the man above him groaned, losing control and thrusting his hips hard into Jou's erection. Both gasped at the beautiful friction, Jou opened his eyes and could see the face above him, flushed, half-lidded, gorgeous, brown hair falling irresistably over his piercing blue eyes.

Still, those hands insisted on moving, further and further downwards, and Jou clung on for dear life as the CEO's fingers began to draw slow, tantalizing circles over his boxers, never hitting the area he wanted them to. He moaned the man's name, willing him to end the teasing, but still, the circles continued. So close...

"SETO...ffuck."

Jou leaned up to kiss him, anticipating a bruising kiss in return.

For some reason, it didn't come...the other barely moved his lips...it was almost like he was frozen in shock.

Why?

Jou opened his eyes, and found a pair of wide, shocked, blue ones staring straight back at him. Jumping awake, he abruptly disconnected his lips from the other in front of him. They stared at each other for a moment.

"K-kaiba? Wh-why are you? Wh-why were we..." Jou's heart was rocketing in his chest, was he awake or asleep? The pressure in between his legs was certainly awake.

The CEO was clad in a robe and boxers, and still looked completely taken aback.

"I-you, you were dreaming. Calling for me...You were having a night terror...then you-" The CEO moved a hand to his lips, looking as if he couldn't quite believe what had just happened.

Jou blanched. Seto had thought he'd been having a nightmare?

Becoming more and more aware of the tent in his boxers, he pulled the covers defensively around him.

"O-oh, yes, no it wasn't great. R-really disturbing, actually. Thanks for waking me up."

He tried to skirt around the kiss, but it was still fresh on his lips. They felt as if they were tingling. Images from the dream kept plagueing his mind, he tried to push them back in order to have a vaguely civilized conversation.

The brunette's hand was still on his mouth.

"I –erm, sorry about that, I must just have jumped upwards in fright, and...well." Jou couldn't make eye contact with him. He'd just had a wet dream about the fucking guy, how on earth would he be able to talk to him without recalling...images?

"N-no. It's okay." Seto paused, seeming to recover a little. Then, to Jou's horror, he sat on the bed. Oh god, why couldn't he just leave? Jou had just about managed to control himself before, what about now, with Kaiba in close vicinity and a raging erection?

"Do you want me to stay? It sounded pretty bad, I mean."

Jou almost wanted to laugh at the brunette's innocence. Had he genuinely believed Jou had been afraid? But he couldn't ask him to leave...he had to...but he just-

"What was the nightmare about?"

Seto moved closer, sitting next to him on the bed. Jou flushed a deep red, bemused by how innocent the brunette was about...well, that.

"I-uh. Blue eyes white dragon. Chasing me." Jou replied, thinking up the first thing that came to mind.

"Really?" The CEO looked amused.

"Y-yeah. Guess all this work gets to my head sometimes, y'know?" Jou was glad he'd been able to save it. That didn't help the situation in his boxers, but he assumed the brunette would leave soon. He was wrong.

"So, why were you calling for me?"

Jou flushed again, remembering the way he'd been acting in his dream. If he'd been as loud as he thought he'd been, Seto would have heard everything. Fuck. Fuckfuckfuck.

"I-I...don't know. Maybe just 'cause you were here? Last person I saw, made sense you'd be nearby." Jou sighed inwardly, that was a quick save. Now he just needed the guy to leave...

"I see."

Seto wasn't moving. Why was he still here?

"Couldn't sleep, actually." Seto said, quietly. Jou faced him.

"Oh? How come?"

"Thinking too much." The brunette looked a little forlorn. Jou sighed.

He couldn't believe what he was about to say.

"Well, i'm not going to sleep anytime soon after..well...that, so you can stay here if you want."

Seto's expression immediately brightened, clearly that was what he'd been hoping for. He didn't say anything, however.

"So, what were you thinking about?" Jou asked, gathering the covers around his body. He was all too aware of how little clothing he was wearing. His eyes couldn't help but be drawn to the small patch of skin that Seto's open robe was showing.

"Not certain. Everything. Mokuba. Work. Other things." His eyes flicked to Jou, and then back again.

Jou noticed he was sitting awkwardly.

"Why don't you lie down? It's probably not good for your back, sitting at a desk all day."

"If I lie down, it makes it more painful the next day." Seto replied, reaching up to his neck, and trying to push the pain away with his pale fingers.

"Tell you what, let me do that." Jou's raging hormones were still very much alive, and apparently now governing his speech and actions.

"What?"

"Your neck...it looks painful. Maybe then you could sleep better. W-well only if you want me to, I just thought-" Jou stopped, wanting to shoot himself, expecting Seto to recoil in horror. To his surprise, the brunette shrugged, and turned around so that Jou had full access to the back of his head.

Jou tried to keep his excitement at bay. This was innocent. This was just him helping Seto out. This didn't mean anything more-than-friendly.

Gently moving the robe slightly downwards, so Seto's neck and shoulders were exposed, Jou's hands, trembling, moved to lay upon Seto's shoulders. The brunette didn't appear to react too badly. Jou swallowed, slowly moving his fingers over his neck. As the other man relaxed into his touch, he grew more confident, pressing harder. Seto's head lolled forwards, was he actually enjoying this? Jou moved slightly closer, moving his fingers in large circles over the top of the other man's spine.

Slowly, he manoeuvred himself closer, hands moving slightly lower so that they were brushing the tops of the brunette's shoulder blades. Jou's heart rate was increasing rapidly, his body becoming hot and uncomfortable. Really, he should stop where he was going. But slowly, against his will, his hands started to move underneath the robe, so that they were now massaging Seto's back, moving underneath the shoulder blades and finding the stressed muscles there. He should have stopped, he should really have stopped, yet his hands kept moving regardless.

To Jou's shock, the brunette groaned, leaning further back into Jou's touch, head now moving backwards to rest on the blonde's shoulder.

"Sh-shall I stop?"

"N-no." The other man breathed, almost inaudibly. So Jou continued, heat pooling in his groin. He bit his lip, trying to keep control of himself.

His hands began to move faster on the other man's body, pressing harder, as his body grew more excited. He was losing restraint, fast. The brunette's head fell backwards, so that Jou's mouth was now very close to the other man's neck, it would be so easy just to move forward and...

Before he could stop himself, his lips were on the smooth skin at the tip of Seto's spine. He flicked out his tongue, and then stopped, drawing back. The man in front of him froze. Shit. SHIT. He removed himself immediately. What had he just done?

"I-shit. Sorry, I'm tired...I should go back to sleep." He mumbled, trying to move away as far as possible. He wanted to run, hide, die somewhere.

Suddenly, a pair of lips landed on his cheek, and he whipped around to face the brunette, shocked.

The other man was watching him now, almost predatorily. It was like the brunette wanted to do something but...couldn't. Jou realised why. Seto had no idea what he was doing. And yet, his eyes were glazed over, his face flushed, his breathing ragged. Did that mean what he thought it meant?

There was only one way to find out. Moving in closer, watching the blue eyes in front of him, he slowly moved his lips so that they connected with Seto's. Softly, he'd have to start slowly, despite the dull ache between his legs provoking him to speed up.

Suddenly, the brunette took hold of his shoulders and pulled him closer with such ferocity that Jou groaned into the other's mouth. Seto's kissing was by no means perfect, but it was so animalistic and forceful that Jou couldn't help but moan. Jou's arms wound around the other man's shoulders, as Seto's took him by the waist and pushed him slowly onto the bed. Jou didn't have time to think about what was happening, as Seto's knee moved in between his legs and he moaned, as friction began to mount.

"J-jesus." Jou disconnected their lips to breathe, staring the other man in the eyes.

"A-are you sure about this?"

"I don't know." The brunette seemed suddenly uncertain. "I definitely want to continue, but..." he trailed off, looking away.

Jou knew what the issue was. The brunette looked incredibly nervous, despite trying to hide it.

"T-tell you what. We don't have to, well, you know, not tonight. Not if you don't want to. I mean, unless this is just a one time thing. "

Seto looked relieved, then sat back.

"No. It's not." Seto responded, climbing off Jou and lying down next to him.

"W-what would you feel comfortable doing, then?" Jou asked, his body aching for more contact.

The CEO paused, flushing red. He leaned over and began to kiss the blonde, slowly, this time, like he was trying to get the hang of it. Jou wormed an arm slowly around the brunette's waist, and pulled him closer, resisting the temptation to grind against him.

The kiss grew more and more heated, as Seto grew ever more confident, and Jou's hormones began to get the better of him. The blonde slipped a hand over the CEO's chest, dragging it slowly over the brunette's pale, toned, and now exposed stomach. The man arched into his touch, gasping. This was clearly all new territory for Seto, as he seemed to react to every tiny touch that Jou initiated. Jou climbed on top of him, slowly, moving from his mouth over his cheek and down his neck. The brunette's lids began to flutter, his breath hitched, as Jou's hand moved in circles over his chest.

Flicking out his tongue, Jou moved his mouth over the brunette's neck, kissing and nipping at the pale skin, causing sharp intakes of breath from the man beneath him. Seto's hands grasped uncertainly at his back, pulling him closer, making it so difficult not to press himself against the other man. Jou decided to move his mouth lower, brushing his tongue across Seto's collarbone, pushing back the robe to expose more skin. The brunette began to pant, his breath ragged, his eyes half-closed.

Jou couldn't believe what he was doing. A few days ago they had been at each other's necks...and now, well, he was technically at Seto's neck but in a completely different way. And, for some reason, there were no barriers, this wasn't awkward. If anything, the panting brunette beneath him was the most arousing sight he'd ever seen, and, taking a look, he couldn't stop his hand from travelling to rest just above the waistband of the brunette's boxers, tracing slow circles towards its goal...

Suddenly the brunette grabbed his wrist, and he looked up to find a pair of wide cerulean eyes staring back at him in the semi-darkness.

Seto didn't say anything, but Jou got the message. Climbing over him, he lay beside the CEO.

"S-sorry, I got a bit carried away."

"I-It's fine."

They settled into silence, moving under the covers and, whilst not quite embracing, not exactly far apart, either. Jou's mind was aflame with thoughts, confusion, and of course images, but he calmed himself as best he could.

"Sorry."

Jou turned to face the man beside him.

"Why?"

"Well, for being...for not –" Seto trailed off, embarassed.

"It's fine. I should be sorry for jumping you."

"No. I had been considering it before."

"Really?" Jou didn't know why he was so surprised, since he'd felt the same way however much he'd tried to hide it.

"Yes."

Jou didn't expect the brunette to go into detail. There was a pause.

"Katsuya?"

"Yeah?"

"Could we, well, that is to say-" The CEO cleared his throat. "perhaps, do this again?"

Jou didn't even have to think about the answer.

"Yeah, c-course."

The brunette nodded. He watched Jou for a moment, and then leaned over, placing a kiss on the blonde's cheek before retreating, getting up, and leaving the room without a word.

Jou touched his cheek, eyes wide. He couldn't believe what had just happened. Had he just...made out...with his old arch-enemy? No less agreed to have a repeat? Hell had surely frozen over by now.

But by god, had he enjoyed it. The slowly diminishing pressure between his legs confirmed that. That had been...God, what hadn't that been? And with the promise of more to come? God, that made him want to rush the CEO and jump him all over again.

But no, Jou lay back, that would be a bad idea. Even if Seto was ridiculously proud and confident in every day life, this area was clearly not one he was familiar with. Coming on too fast would probably unsettle him, especially if it was his first time, and he wasn't used to normal physical contact, let alone intimacy. And it wasn't exactly a familiar area for Jou, either. Sure, he'd had sex before, but not with a guy. He wasn't even sure how it worked, really. He couldn't say he was averse to it though, this had been ten times more erotic than anything he'd ever experienced with a woman, and they hadn't even really done anything. Imagine what it would be like if they continued...

What was this? Were they...dating? No, surely not. He almost laughed.

Or was it? The CEO had never done this sort of thing with anyone, and he'd trusted Jou alone? Jou felt an unfamiliar warmth in his stomach, there was something incredibly flattering about being the CEO's first. But perhaps Seto was just interested in getting some experience, as opposed to actually liking him. Oh God, this was far too much to think about.

Settling down into the silky covers, Jou decided to sleep on it. With so many thoughts rushing around in his frenzied mind, it was difficult to concentrate on anything.

A/N: Sorry about the delay guys, A Levels interfering and whatnot. Hope you enjoyed :) Review!