Author's Note: Rated K Plus for fluff, since we haven't had that for a few chapters. Maaah, I'll reply to your reviews later because I'm lazy. .

S is for Spine

Seto glanced up from his laptop as he heard Joey trudge in, then frowned and looked up again to watch the blond slump onto the bed and groan. "…Puppy?"

"I'm tired, Seto," the younger boy complained, sighing. "I just wanna fall asleep and never wake up."

Closing his laptop in resignation, the brunet sighed as well and stood, moving over to the bed. "Tell me about your day, puppy."

Joey groaned as he felt his shirt being pushed up and wriggled a little, but didn't put up much of a fight. "Seto, I don't wanna do it toni—aha!" He gasped as he felt the brunet's fingers digging into the knots on his back, then fell into a limp puddle of puppy goo. "Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck!"

"You're so tense, puppy. Why?" Seto asked in concern, brows furrowing together as he rubbed the blond's back. "Did something happen today?"

"G-got in a couple o' fights… Some punks thought they'd beat me up, an' when I t-t-taaaaah right there please!"

The brunet chuckled a little and began to place gentle kisses along the smaller teen's spine, nibbling gently on each ridge as he rubbed all of the tension out of his lover's back. "Ah. Do you want me to send a few bodyguards with you next time you go out?"

"N-no, I just—Seto, please—don't kiss me there, I'm not in the mood—" Joey mewled and closed his eyes tightly. "S-Seto-!"

Seto cooed at him and ran his tongue along his spine gently. "It's okay, puppy. We won't do anything you don't want."

"Mm… Seto…" The blond sighed and relaxed again, then moaned. "Seto…"

"So, what happened after you got in the fight?"

"Mn… Bnt… Fmrmkmm…"

The older boy smiled a little. "…I see. Then what?"

"Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…"

"Ah. And then you came home?" Seto raised an eyebrow when he heard no reply—not even a grunt—and leaned around to look at the blond's face. He nearly awed at the cuteness.

His puppy was asleep.

Stripping the blond of his shirt and pants, he maneuvered him under the blankets and leaned in to place a kiss on his forehead. "Sweet dreams, puppy."

Once again, not even a grunt. His puppy must have been very tired.