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Red Rover, Bend Over (and Let Seto Take Over)	By : MarikIshtar77 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5311 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Red Rover, Bend Over (and Let Seto Take Over)
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(A/N: Please forgive me.....I couldn’t resist, okay? Seto and Joey lemon. Inspired by the song;
“Treat me like the Dog I am” by *authoress hides* ***coughMotleyCruecough*** (I swear I’ll
put an new CD in today! Maybe some Carcass???) EDIT: 5/25/05: Fixing stuff up from when the AFF database went to shit. Thank you have a great day now. *grin*
***I don’t own Starbucks, Taco Bell, or anything that is owned by somebody else.

Red Rover, Bend Over (and Let Seto Take Over)

            Joey sat alone on the park bench flipping through a sports car magazine he’d just bought
at the store around the corner. His day had been down-right shitty to say the least. At work, he’d
gotten fired for drinking too much coffee. At most other jobs, drinking coffee wouldn’t have
been an issue, except in Joey’s case. He'd picked up a summer job working at Starbucks. Feeling
a bit moody and needing some cheering up, he decided to pay Yugi a visit at the game shop. To
his surprise, (and dismay) Malik Ishtar had gotten there first. Even though Malik was supposedly
a “good guy” now, Joey still didn’t trust him further than he could piss. He didn’t even bother
going into the game shop. He just continued walking. It didn’t take long for him to bump into
somebody else he knew, Mako Tsunami. Somehow Mako talking him into going fishing, which
of course, ended up being pure hell. The boat sprung a leak and they had to swim back to shore.
Now, not only was Joey moody, he was soaked right to the bone! After that little traumatic
event, on his way home, Joey found himself walking past the library. The studious Ryou Bakura
was carrying a tall stacks of books and accidently walked right into Joey! Joey fell down and all
Ryou’s books fell on his head. Ryou apologized up and down, but the fact still remained. Joey
was now moody, wet, AND now banged up! Just to add salt to the wound, he’d ripped the ass of
his new jeans! As a kind gesture, Ryou offered to take Joey out for lunch. Joey could never say
no to free food, so he accepted. They ended up at a place that specialized in authentic Mexican
cuisine -according to Joey. It was actually a famous little place called Taco Bell. Sure enough,
Lady Luck decided to kick Joey in the ass again. His taco decided to “puke out the ass end” all
over his jeans -as he put it. There weren’t any holes to jump into and hide in, so Joey left Taco
Bell moody, damp, banged up and with taco ooze on his new jeans with the hole ripped in the
ass. He knew he needed to get home as quick as possible. All this bad luck was just too much for
him, so he decided to take a shortcut home. He almost made it out of the musty alley when he
was suddenly grabbed from behind. He could feel an arm wrapped around his throat and the cool
barrel of a pistol against his temple.
“Gimmie all your money, kid, or I’ll blow your fucking brains out!”
Joey, of course, emptied his pockets and ran like the dickens away. Yes, he was now moody,
damp, banged up, broke, and left with taco schmutz on his brand new jeans with the cute rip in
the ass. He ran into the nearest building, a small shop called “The Corner Store,” and caught his
breath. He ended up buying a magazine and some pepper spray. Which is what brought him to
his quiet seat in the park looking at his hot rod mag.
            He was minding his own business looking at the pictures in the magazine when he heard
somebody walking by.
“It isn’t Halloween, Wheeler, you can take off the mask now.”
Joey looked up from the pages of his magazine and frowned.
“Why don’t you mind your own business, Kaiba. I’m kinda busy here. You blind or sumthin’?”
Seto stopped to laugh at the brooding blond.
“I see. Did you have a little scuffle when you were escaping from the pound.”
“Just shut up, rich boy.” Joey grumbled, trying to hold back his 50% German temper.
Seto crossed his arms and stood looking down at Joey like he was a little tiny bug.
“Would you talk back to your master that way, pup?
“Why don’t you just go fuck yourself!” Joey snapped sharply in retaliation.
“Make me” Seto challenged him back, grinning like a devil in heat.
Joey hopped up from his bench with his fists clenched so tight his knuckles turned white.
“Maybe I just will!” Joey growled as he pulled his right arm back and went to take a swing at
Seto.
“Did you really think I wasn’t expecting that?” Seto scoffed as he caught Joey’s wrist mid-air.
Before Joey could even think of taking a shot at him with his left, Seto caught his other wrist.
“You’re so predictable, Wheeler. And so feisty!” he grinned as he held Joey at bay.
Joey’s 20% Italian temper exploded.
“Damn it, Kaiba! What’s your problem, eh? I’m havin’ a shitty enough day as it is, I don’t need
your inflated ego making it any worse!”
Seto raised an eyebrow in amusement to Joey’s outburst.
“Oh? You’re having a bad day, are you? What happened? Did they neuter you at the homeless
dog shelter? Is that why you ran away?”
Joey let out a loud, frustrated growl.
“Well, stick a fork in it and call me burned! Damn you, Kaiba! I’m gettin’ really tired of you’re
‘my shit is gold’ attitude! Do you just sit around all day in that big fancy office of your and think
of ways to insult me?”
Seto released Joey’s wrists and grinned.
“Maybe”
Joey rolled his eyes. “Go figure, you sit up there all alone fantasizing about me.”
Seto cleared his throat.“You really put a lot of thought into that last statement, didn’t you?” he
quipped.
The 10% Polish in Joey’s blood boiled, and he took another swing at the pompous CEO. This
fist came unexpected by Seto; When he tried to catch Joey’s fist, he accidently ended up
punching Joey’s shoulder, knocking him back onto the concrete walkway.
The blond grabbed his head and howled in pain.
“Damn it Kaiba!’ Joey winced, holding his shoulder. “Can’t you ever cut me some slack?”
Seto didn’t say anything. He just stood there for a few moments looking mystified at Joey.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer." Joey mused as he got up to leave. During his scuffle with Seto,
Joey didn't notice his shoe get untied. As he stomped away, he stepped on the lace and fell down
to the cement, knocking him out cold.
Next thing Joey knew, he was waking up in the back of a limousine.
“Where.......am I?” he ask, blinking his eyes quickly.
“You’re in the back of my limo, bone brain.”
Joey could feel his head throbbing.
“Owe, fuck, what the hell happened to me?” he ask as he remained still.
“You tripped over your shoe lace and knocked yourself out. It was rather amusing.” Seto
chuckled.
Joey shook his head very slowly.
“This just isn’t my day.”
The two men sat silently for a few minutes until Joey spoke up.
“It’s too quiet in here, got any tunes?”
Seto nodded his head and pressed some buttons on an overhead counsel.
Joey sat up and looked out the window, propping his chin up with his hand.
“So where are you taking me?” he asked curiously.
Seto shrugged his shoulders. “Nowhere in particular, I figured we’d just drive around until you
woke up, than I was going to dump you off back at the dog pound.”
Joey balled his fists and growled.
“Grrrrrr, KAIBA! I AM NOT A DOG! Get that through that thick skull of yours! I don’t have
fleas, I don’t have rabies, I don’t whiz on fire hydrants, and I don’t need to go in for my
distemper shots, got it? I...AM...NOT...A...DOG!”
Seto laughed as he crossed one leg over the other.
“Oh no? Than why are you slobbering all over my leather seats? Is that how your breed shows
dominance?”
Joey wiped his chin with his sleeve and growled under his breath. “Just let me off here, I can
walk the rest of the way, okay?”
Seto burst out laughing.
Joey held his hands up in question.
“What? Was it something I said? Jeez Kaiba! You’re way to complex for me!”
Seto intermittently chuckled as he tried to speak.
“Wheeler, you’re a one of a kind, you know that?”
Joey crossed his arms and nodded proudly. “Of course I know that.”
Seto leaned back and brought his arm up onto the seat behind Joey. “How dominant do you think
you are?” he ask.
Joey made a face and looked at Seto. “I’m as dominant as it gets, Kaiba, you know that.”
“Prove it than” Seto said daringly.
“Name me how and I will.” Joey retorted. Seto nodded his head.
“As you wish.” Seto smirked, “Take off your clothes.”
Say, what? Take off my clothes?” Joey asked, looking a bit bewildered.
“You heard me, take off your clothes.” Seto repeated himself.
Joey pulled away like he’d been burned and shook his head “No fucking way I’m takin’ my
clothes off for you!”
“Why not?” Seto smirked.
Joey turned and started banging on the window. “Let me out Kaiba, I don’t fucking trust you
further than I can piss!”
Seto shrugged his shoulders and he pulled off his long blue jacket, laying it aside.
“Just settle down, boy, good grief. You are so temperamental.”
Joey grimaced as he sat back in his seat. “You got any food in this over-grown Hilton on wheels?
I’m starving.”
Seto shook his head. “Do I look like the kind of guy who eats in the car? Get real.”
Joey crossed his arms and pouted. “Dang it, Kaiba......grrr.....If you’re going to starve me to
death, can you at least answer a question for me?”
Seto nodded his head.
A devilish little smirk crept onto Joey’s lips. “If you’re so tough, why don’t you take your
clothes off first?”
To Joey’s surprised Seto......agreed?
Joey was a bit thrown back! He never expected THAT from the stuck up CEO.
“No way!” Joey exclaimed as Seto went to pull off his black silk boxer shorts.
Seto provocatively tossed the shorts at Joey. “You’re turn.” he grinned, anxiously awaiting
Joey’s reaction.
Joey was obviously in shock.
“Ub-uhhhh-ummmm....right.....um-hmm....” he answered as he fumbled with the bottom button
of his denim jacket.
“I’m waiting, Wheeler.” Seto coaxed the bewildered blond.
Joey slowly slid off his jacket. He felt a little weird doing what he was about to do. But hey, guys
can be weird. It gives them character, right? Besides, this was only Seto Kaiba, almost the
richest guy alive, daring him to strip down. Kaiba didn’t seem to have malicious intentions, so
what could it hurt?
Joey tossed his jeans aside and held up his hands in question. “Now what?” he smirked, seeing
Seto grinning at him.
Seto grabbed Joey’s wrists and pinned him back against the seat. He pressed his lips roughly
against Joey’s, causing the blond to try to squirm away. Seto didn’t let up though. He continued
making Joey’s lips his own, and it wasn’t stopping until Joey gave into him, moaning lightly.
Seto chuckled as he pulled his lips away.
“Looks like I have you beat by a mile in the dominance department.”
Joey licked his lips.
“Wanna make a bet?” he grinned impishly
Joey cupped Seto’s cheeks in his hands and pulled the CEO into a bruising kiss. He was gonna
show him who was boss! Joey forced his tongue into Seto’s mouth until it met with Seto’s. The
two men moaned into each others’ mouths as their tongues fought their battle for domination. To
Joey’s surprise, he felt Seto fastening a collar around his neck, tugging lightly to make sure it
wasn’t too tight.
“There, that’s better.” Seto grinned, curing his finger around the cool metal ring normally used
to attach a leash to.
             Joey pawed at Seto’s well-defined chest, rolling Seto’s perky pink nipples in his fingers.
“You know where this is going to go, right pup?” Seto asked in a raspy voice as he nipped at the
blond’s lower lip.
“I’m not stupid, Kaiba?” Joey answered, nipping back playfully.
“Are you up for the challenge?” Kaiba challenged Joey.
Joey felt Seto’s shaft grind against his leg, prodding for his answer. Joey looked into Seto’s
bright blue eyes and grinned.
“Treat me like a dog, Seto Kaiba.” Joey growled back.
Seto chuckled as he used his weight to ease Joey flat on his back on the seat. He cleverly slipped
his hand between their bodies. The breathless blond whimpered as the CEO wrapped his long
fingers around his length.
“That’s right, puppy, whimper for your master!” Seto chuckled.
“Well just see about that...” Joey mumbled as he captured Seto’s mouth with his own.
Seto rolled on top of Joey and pinned his wrists above his head. He pressed their bodies close
together, grinding his hard on against Joey’s. Amidst their nipping and licking, Seto hoisted up
Joey’s hips and grabbed a cleverly stashed tube of lubrication from under the seat.
He coated his fingers with the gel and slowly inserted one of them into Joey.
Joey whimpered as the digit entered him. He dug his nails into Seto’s shoulders and squeezed his
eyes shut as Seto introduced a second digit, stretching him for what was yet to come.
The CEO looked down at the writhing blond beneath him and ran his thumb over Joey’s lips.
“Let me guess.....you don’t like this position, you’d prefer ‘doggie-style,’ am I correct?”
“Just fuck me already!” Joey pleaded as he thrust his hips upward against Seto.
Seto chuckled softly as he removed his fingers. He leaned over and began kissing the area just
below Joey’s belly button.
“I want to hear you beg first.”
“Beg you? Are you nuts?” Joey gasp.
Seto kissed lower down Joey’s stomach and flicked his tongue over the hof Jof Joey’s arousal,
again causing the blond to moan with unfulfilled need.
“Fine! Please fuck me, Kaiba. I need it so bad.”
Seto chuckled as he kissed his way to Joey’s neck.
“You don’t sound very convincing, Scruffy.”
The CEO pressed only the head of his arousal in the blond. Joey tried arching his hips up, but
Seto held him firmly in position.
“Convince me, Wheeler.”
Joey growled viciously as he tried to force the CEO deeper inside of him.
“Gah, fuck me right, or don’t fuck me at all!” Joey growled rabidly.
“That’s a good boy.” Seto snickered as he further penetrated the blond.
Joey grunted as Seto pushed into him, pawing at the leather seat below. Seto grabbed Joey’s
shaft and began to stroke it in rhythm with himself.
“You want more?” Seto asked as he propped himself up with one arm.
Joey whimpered as he nodded his head, peering up into Seto’s hypnotic eyes.
Seto slammed into the blond, hitting his prostrate dead on. Joey reached around Seto and dug his
nails into the CEO’s back, piercing the taught skin.
“Ooh, bad dog!” Seto smirked as he continued brushing against Joey’s sweet spot.
Joey was completely caught up in the heat of the moment. He hung onto Seto for dear life as the
brunette filled him to the hilt.
Seto attacked Joey’s mouth with his own, both of them panting like.....er...dogs. Joey threw his
head back as Seto smacked his ass hard, making a loud cracking sound.
“Oh yeah, Kaiba! Beat me like dog!” Joey exclaimed as he thrust into Seto’s firm grip.
A guttural growl escaped Seto’s lips as he squeezed Joey’s ass with his hand.
Joey bit down on on Seto’s shoulder, leaving red teeth marks in the CEO’s flesh.
“Owe, hey! Bad dog!” Seto remarked.
“Grrrrr.......” Joey grinned as he latched onto Seto’s neck, sucking hard.
Seto took a deep breath.
“I... better not... get rabies......bad bitch!” he panted.
Joey licked his way up to Seto’s ear and chuckled.
“Only for you.......master.”

            After a few hours they couldn’t handle it anymore. They both hit their climaxes around
the same time, collapsing in a heap on the limo seat.
After getting redressed and straightening out a bit, they felt the limo pullover and stop.
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