Author's Note: Rated T for… questionable language? I dunno, I feel it should be rated T. I'm not quite sure why. And I'll respond to your reviews from your last chapter later… I just replied to like twenty of them earlier today… I don't know. I'm in this really weird mood right now. Sorry. D:
N is for Neck
Joey blinked in surprise as he found Seto slumped over his desk, then frowned and made his way over to him. "Seto?"
"Shut up. I pulled a muscle in my shoulder and this is the only comfortable position."
"…I didn't even ask ya anything…" the blond mumbled, then gently placed his hands on his shoulders. "Sit up."
"I told you, it hurts," the older boy snapped, only to wince (and whimper in pain as it aggravated his shoulder) when the blond smacked him in the head. "Ow!"
Joey pulled him so he was sitting up straight, then began kneading his shoulders. "Geez, would it kill ya t' just listen t' me once? 'Of course it would, Joey, after all, I'm Seto Kaiba and I'm invincible.'"
Seto scowled. "I didn't say that."
"Ya didn't hafta; I know it's goin' through your head." Hoping to make him feel better about showing weakness, he leaned down and began pressing soft kisses to the brunet's neck. "Mm…"
"Ah… Puppy…" Seto felt like melting—or turning into a malleable goo, either one—as long as the blond kept touching him like that. "Magical hands, magical hands… Ah, fuck, you're so good with your hands…!"
"Yeah, but so are you," the younger boy answered, pausing for a moment to gently nibble on the spinal chord along his neck. "Mm… Like when ya do that thing that I say I don't like but ya know I do."
The brunet growled softly, eyes beginning to darken as he felt the other boy's tongue and teeth nibbling so sweetly. "Mm, so I should do that soon?"
Joey blinked in surprise, then frowned, hands slowing to a stop. "…N-no. I don't want ya to—"
"Should I do that other thing with my hands then? The thing that has you make those cute little noises—" Seto whispered, glancing over his shoulder at him.
The blond blinked at him again, then let out a squeak and turned to run out of the room. "Meep! That's not what I intended when I first started rubbin' ya!"
"Hmm…" The brunet stood, smirking, and followed after him at a leisurely walk. "Oh, but you did rub me, and I want to thank you properly."
"Send me a thank you card! Stop followin' me! I don't want it right now I'm goin' t' Yug's oh WHY do I always do stuff that I know is gonna make ya horny anyway!?"
