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Unexpected Consequences	By : NihilEtNemo Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8370 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I know, the Truth or Dare thing is way overdone. This isn't the run-of-the-mill Truth or Dare game, though. Just look at the warnings. ^^

This was intended as a PWP... but now it has a plot, and I'm thinking, chapters. Later. Maybe. This works as is. Hey look - LEMON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Disclaimer: No Ownee, no claimy, no deletey!

DOUBLE DARE

Joey/Seto

NC-17
Joey pushed him back into the wall. �Come one, Kaiba,� he said, grinning at him. �Pay up.�
Seto turned his head away. �No.�
�Thought you were a man of your word, moneybags.� He turned Seto�s face back toward him. �Was I wrong about you all this time?�
�Obviously.� He tried to push the blond away. �Let me go.�
�Nope; not happening.� He smiled contentedly at Seto�s helplessness. �I�m not moving till I get my kiss.�
�I�m not kissing you, mutt, so you can forget it.� Seto glared at him, wondering how he was managing to hold him.
�Come on,� he said. �You made a deal. A bet. You�re really going to welsh?�
�Welsh?�
�Go back on it. I thought you were smart.� He tilted his head and looked at him. �If you don�t kiss me, I�m telling everyone in the world that Seto Kaiba is a sneaky little snake who can�t be trusted.�
Seto glared into his chocolate eyes. �You�d go to the press and tell them I reneged on a deal � because I wouldn�t kiss you?� His tone implied disbelief � he didn�t think he�d actually do it.
�Yep.� Joey smiled. �Come on; it won�t be that bad. I promise. Actually, I�ve been told that I�m a pretty good kisser.�
�Really.�
�You�re avoiding the issue, Kaiba. Are you gonna kiss me, or not?�
�Not.�
The blond grinned. �You know what happens if you go back on a dare � I get to dare you twice as bad, and you can�t refuse.�
Yugi piped up suddenly, from his seat on the floor between his yami and Ryou. �Come on, Joey, give him a break. I don�t think he�s ever played Truth or Dare before��
Joey glanced down at the others. He�d almost forgotten that they were there� After Kaiba had hopped up to run away and he�d pinned him to the wall, nothing else really seemed important. �You guys really think he deserves a break?�
Yugi and Ryou nodded; Tristan and Yami looked noncommittal; Duke, Bakura, Marik, and Malik all grinned and made a gesture in the negatory. Joey shrugged and looked back to Kaiba with a shrug. �Sorry, Blue Eyes. Majority rules. Or have you never heard of that rule either?�
�I�m not going to kiss you, no matter what all these imbeciles say.� He glared at him. �So you can let me go now.�
�You guys all heard him: he�s backing out on the dare. Right?�
�Right,� Tristan confirmed. �He�s very definitely backing out.�
Bakura leaned forward evilly. �Yeah, he�s backing out. Double dare.� He pulled out his knife and began to clean under his nails with it. �And he�ll do it this time�� The blade glinted in the overhead light.
Malik, the yami, just sat back grinning even more evilly than his paler-haired counterpart.
�All right,� Joey said. �Last chance. Kiss me, or face my double dare, that these psychos back there won�t let you back out on.� He held Seto�s wrists tightly and looked into his eyes with a grin. He hoped it didn�t show that he was hoping he�d go for the double dare.
�I�m not going to kiss you,� Seto said with finality. �Give me your dare.�
Joey sighed with mock reluctance. �Well, you guys all heard: I gave him a chance. So:� He looked up at Seto again. �Turn around and put your hands on the wall, and bend over for me.�
Seto stopped cold, analyzing what he said. After a couple seconds, his eyes went wide. �You can�t be serious.�
Joey grinned. �I told you to take the dare. Really. But you wouldn�t do it. So this is all your fault.�
�I�d rather kiss you.�
�Sorry, that ship has sailed. You�re stuck with the double dare. If you�d only done the original dare when I asked you��
Seto was positively livid, covering his near panic. �You�re not going to ��
Yami stood up. �Joey, I think this has gone on far enough. Kaiba�s obviously not comfortable with this. Just change your dare to something� non-sexual, in nature.� His voice sounded authoritative and his stance backed it up. He was the leader of their little gang; Joey would give in and do what he said. Seto was almost grateful.
But the last thing he wanted was to be grateful to the stupid Pharaoh. And Yami may have been the leader of the little Yugi-tachi, but Seto Kaiba was not a part of the Yugi-tachi, and so he had no authority over him. �I suppose if I refuse a double dare � assuming your pet lunatics don�t gut me � I get a triple dare?� he asked, ignoring the spirit of the Puzzle completely.
�Well, yeah,� Joey admitted, �but you don�t want to get that far. Trust me. How it went from single to double, a triple would probably involve everyone in the room taking a turn riding your ass, and� Yeah.� He looked at Seto, almost managing to look apologetic. �So, I guess I have to change my dare� Then I dare you to ��
�Hold on,� Bakura admitted. �You�re not pharaoh anymore, Atem. We don�t all have to listen to you. I vote that that dare stay right where it is.� He toyed with his knife absently.
Malik grinned, holding his hikari on his lap. �Change it and die.� Marik just nodded in agreement, his grin nowhere near matching his yami�s in terms of pure sadistic glee, but showing traces of it.
Even Tristan nodded in agreement. �I think you should keep it.�
Seto looked at Joey with slightly wider than normal eyes. He really wasn�t going to have a choice in the matter�
�Sorry, Blue Eyes,� Joey said. �Majority rules.� He even managed to look a little sorry.
�I won�t!� he spat, putting at Joey�s grip on his wrists.
�Come on,� Joey said. �Just get it over with. It won�t be that bad. I promise.� Then he leaned closer to him and whispered something in his ear. The others couldn�t hear it at all, but it made Seto relax, a little.
�Swear it,� he growled. Joey caught his serious blue eyes and nodded slowly, gravely. Seto let out a shuddering breath and nodded once, closing his eyes and holding himself stiffly against the wall.
�Do we have to do it here?� he asked, sounding as though he were speaking through clenched teeth.
�Yeah,� Joey told him. �That�s a rule; everyone has to watch the dare being done.�
Seto nodded once, again, and kept his eyes closed.
�Are you going to turn around?� Joey asked after a moment as he just stood there like that, apparently trying to breathe properly.
�You�re still holding my wrists.�
�Oh.� Joey let him go after a moment, to the snorts of the two psychotic yamis, and Marik and Tristan. He looked at Seto as the brunet opened his eyes; for a moment, he looked as though he were about to bolt for the door. Bakura caught his eyes and grinned, though, and he took a deep breath and turned as though he were being forced by several strong men, placing his hands on the wall as he had been instructed. His harsh breathing was clearly audible to everyone in the room.
�Now that,� said Malik, �is the hottest thing I�ve ever seen. Give me your boy-toy, Joey, and I promise not to make you eat any more dead insects��
Seto�s fingers turned white on the wall as they pressed into the drywall, but Joey just smiled. �Nah� I�m okay with eating a few bugs on a dare. Especially if it means that I get this�� He lightly moved a hand along Seto�s clothed back, feeling the taller teen shudder slightly and flinch away from his touch.
�Relax,� he breathed, leaning over him. �It�s not bad. You a virgin?�
Seto tensed, then nodded once.
Joey patted his rock-hard shoulder, feeling the tense muscles there like a slab of marble. �I won�t hurt you,� he promised. �Not if you relax, anyway. But, if you don�t, I won�t be able to help it. It�s for your own good.�
The thought �easier said than done� flashed through Seto�s mind. Relax? At a time like this? He almost laughed. That was like being told to relax when the dentist pulled out a power drill and you suddenly found you were strapped to the chair. Not. Happening.
�Just get it over with,� he ground out.
Joey rubbed his back. �Just try and relax, okay?� Yeah, he realized that wasn�t likely to happen, but he had to keep saying it � he really had no interest in hurting Seto. Plus, it would be harder than hell to try and do this with Seto frozen like a statue and with an opening the size of a piece of spaghetti� if he was lucky.
He kept one hand on his rock-hard back and slid the other around the side of his chest to unbutton his shirt. Seto stopped breathing; they could all hear it. Joey rubbed his back reassuringly, making him breathe again, almost against his will.
He slowly unbuttoned Seto�s shirt, trying not to startle him or make him panic. His fingers brushed again his smooth chest, and they both stopped breathing for a moment. The touch was� electric� A tingle ran up Joey�s hand as his fingers made contact. He forced himself to breathe again, hoping no one had noticed, and this time purposefully drew his fingers lightly down Seto�s chest as he moved to the next button. Seto still hadn�t taken another breath.
�Breathe�� He said quietly to him. �It works better that way.�
Seto forced himself to pull in a lungful of air, and Joey opened the last button on his shirt, letting it hang open. He ran his hand across Seto�s flat stomach, feeling tense muscles try, and fail, to flinch.
Joey pulled the shirt back, then pulled on it in such a way so as to make Seto move his arms for him to remove it completely. He leaned against the wall, his upper body exposed, showing pale skin that showed a variety of scars to full advantage, and showed the faint outline of his ribs. Joey hadn�t realized that he was that thin.
Ryou looked at his face from his vantage point on the floor. �He looks like he about to cry,� he said quietly.
�Nah,� said Maik, eyeing him with a predatory gleam in his lavender orbs. �He�s fine.�
�More than fine,� Bakura added. �Mm� Joey, give him to me and I�ll never threaten your life again. My word of honor.� Of course, the sadistic grin plastered to his face showed how much that word was probably worth, but it was still a nice gesture.
Malik snorted. �Hand him over, Puppy. Send that fine ass my way and maybe I won�t send you to the Shadow Realm forever when I take over the world.�
�You�re never going to take over the world,� Marik told his yami absently, watching Seto�s shallow breathing make his sides rise and fall. Malik grabbed his hikari and kissed him, turning his eyes away from the spectacle before them.
Even Yami was staring unabashedly at Seto, though he kept his mouth shut. Seeing the strong, dominant CEO in this position was definitely a turn-on� He had never thought about Kaiba this way before, but he knew now that every time he looked at him, this picture would be in the back of his mind� He wanted him as much as the others did, but he was willing not to torture him with it like the other yamis were doing.
�Hey, Joey,� Tristan said. �I dare you to make it a threesome��
�Foursome,� Duke quipped, leaning against him. �Double-dare.�
Joey glanced over his shoulder at them. �How about you guys all shut up, okay? Unless you want me to dare you to go find Tea.�
Malik glared at him around Marik�s head, and Bakura snorted, still playing with his knife, flicking the blade out, then back in, then out, then back in. Tristan raised his hands slightly to show that he was backing off, and Duke just smiled at him, flicking his hair back. Joey nodded and turned back to his captive dragon.
He kissed Seto�s shoulder lightly, while one hand trailed down his back, tracing a very pronounced scar. Seto felt that hand on the thick, insensitive dead skin as little as he�d let himself feel what everyone else had just said about him. If he let himself consider that, he was sure he would throw up. He�d always thought these people were far too nice for their own good, but he�d been wrong. These people were inconsiderate assholes. They casually talked about him like that without seeming to realize that he could hear them, that he wasn�t just some mindless body waiting to be used�
�Sorry,� Joey said quietly. �You�re going to hate this�� He slid his hand back around, his time dipping lower and going to the front of his pants. Seto heard his own breath catch in his throat; Joey was right � he hated it. He wanted to literally beg him to stop and let him go, and he might have� if not for everyone else there. He wouldn�t show weakness like that in front of all these pricks�
So instead, he showed weakness in letting Joey do this to him, just standing there stoically as he unfastened his pants and pushed them down feeling them slide down his legs to pool on the floor. He kicked them away, aware that he was trembling very slightly, aware that he was standing before an assembled group of his classmates and mortal enemies in only his underwear, waiting for Joey to�
He physically gagged, very nearly threw up, somehow managing to keep it in check. Joey noticed and placed a comforting hand on his shoulder, waiting for him to get past it. For some reason, he felt as though Joey were his ally here, the two of them versus everyone watching them� He didn�t feel that Joey was his enemy here, even though it was obviously Joey forcing him to do this. Well, him and his knife-wielding buddies�
Joey�s warm, rough and firm yet oddly gentle hand rubbed circles on his shoulder, making him relax a little even against his will. The trembling stopped, at least, and he could breathe. �See,� he said quietly, so that no one else could hear, reinforcing the view he had of them as allies against all the others. �I told you it wouldn�t be that bad��
Whatever Joey was smoking, Seto decided that he wanted some. Anything that could turn this into �not that bad� would be greatly appreciated right now, because this was utter torture. He remembered what Ryou had said; he felt like he was about to cry, as well. But he would no more do that than he would turn around and fall to his knees and beg Joey to let him go, no matter how much he wanted to. He�d just stand here and take it like a man, not cry and beg like a little girl.
Joey felt Seto relaxing under his hand, and was sorry to know that he was going to have to completely destroy it, but better to do it now while he was still tense than to have to start all over again after he had finally made him relax.. Toward that end, he slipped his fingers under the tight elastic of Seto�s boxer briefs, making him gasp and flinch away again. He thought he heard something whispered from Seto�s mouth, but he couldn�t hear what, if anything, it was.
He gently pulled on the elastic down, peeling the brunet�s underwear completely off, leaving him completely naked and visibly trembling. There was a low whistle from someone behind them, and Joey whipped his head around to glare at them, all of them � even Yami, Ryou� even Yugi � staring appreciatively at the slim, lithe body exposed before them. His glare finally settled on the group of three troublemakers sitting together, not sure if it was Marik, Malik, or Bakura who had whistled, but knowing it was one of the three. They all looked entirely too innocent for it not to have been one of them.
He really didn�t know what his problem was. If he�d been sitting back on the sidelines watching this particular scene, he would have been to one doing the whistling and making the lewd comments. Right now, he didn�t want anyone else to be doing any of those things. He knew that they definitely weren�t helping anything � Seto didn�t need or want to be admired or lusted after right at this point in time. He knew the others thought they were being nice to him, complimenting him, but Joey saw that he didn�t want that. He wondered if maybe he could have been nicer and at least taken him out of the room to do it� so what if the rules said that everyone had to see the dare being performed? It wasn�t like they couldn�t be bent or broken every now and then � in fact, Joey didn�t even know why Seto had played with them. Or why he had gone along with it. Maybe he�d just lost sight of the fact that it was a game. He could have refused, if he�d really wanted to�
Of course, there was the psycho brigade over there, playing with knives and smirking evil thoughts. But they could all be controlled, whether by their respective hikaris, the former pharaoh, or just common sense, so they wouldn�t really have killed him. Maybe he didn�t know that, either. True enough, Seto had had precious little interaction with either Bakura or the Marik/Malik pair save when they were at their most violent and psychopathic. Maybe he�d thought they actually would hurt him�? Nah. Seto Kaiba wasn�t afraid of anything, especially something as stupid as being knifed by a however many thousand year old spirit or freak of a hikari.
But, Joey noticed, he did seem to be afraid of him. He doubted anyone else would noticed it, but Seto�s fingers were white as he gripped the wall, his muscles all taught and rock-hard, his entire body trembling very slightly. And, god help him, seeing him that way made him want him so bad� He looked pathetic, pitiful, so weak and defenseless� and that was a beautiful look on him, even though he knew it was despicable of himself to think so when he was quite obviously doing the other teen no favors.
He pressed against Seto�s pale, quivering body, rubbing his upper arms with his large hands, almost forcing him to relax. He slowly stopped shaking, and Joey continued rubbing his tight muscles.
�Relax,� he said softly in his ear. �Relax�� Seto didn�t even really hear the words, but he did relax with the gentle touches and soft speech. He didn�t even really mind when a warm hand started to slowly work its way down his back, dipping slowly lower with every soothing circle motion it made. He couldn�t help but relax a little; it felt kind of good, relaxing muscles that were actually beginning to ache from being so tense for so long. Maybe� maybe it wasn�t all bad� Maybe it wouldn�t be as bad as he thought�
�Hurry up and fuck him already!�
Seto flinched at the words, immediately as tense as he had been before Joey had started his soothing ministrations. Before anything else could happen, Joey swung around and smashed Duke in the side of the face with his fist, making the black-haired teen sprawl out on the floor.
�Have a little respect, would ya?� he demanded. �The guy�s stiff as a board already, I do NOT need you guys yelling at me, or talking about him! Okay?�
They all just looked at him. None of them knew what was wrong with him. Hell, Joey didn�t even know what was wrong with himself. Usually, he�d be the one making the comments when he was up there, entertaining them so they wouldn�t have to. Of course, usually it was just them, just a bunch of friends, and it�d be someone they were friendly and familiar with up here with him, not a trembling, scared-as-hell Seto Kaiba.
And Joey could see that he was scared as hell, even though he wouldn�t admit it. Seeing that just made him want to hug him and hold him, really nothing more � but certainly nothing less.
He took off his shirt and dropped it to the floor as he turned back to Seto with a final glare at them all. He pressed his bare chest to his back as he rubbed his arms again, almost like a shield from the others. �They�re just assholes sometimes,� he said quietly, as he felt the brunet begin to loosen up despite himself. That was certainly going to make this easier�
He pulled a little bottle from his pocket and then slipped his jeans and boxers down, kicking them away as well. He gave one more glare to the others to tell them to keep their mouths shut, and squeezed some of the lubricant from the bottle into his hand, tossing it away as well. �Don�t worry,� he said, spreading the lube over one hand and his erection. �If I hear another sound out of them, I�ll maim them, I promise.�
Seto didn�t react, but he also wasn�t as tense as he would have been if he hadn�t said that when Joey touched him again. He trailed his clean hand down his back, lightly brushing over scars there, until he reached the bottom of his spine, lightly touching the cleft between his pale cheeks. Seto gritted his teeth and bore it.
�You are really going to hate this,� the blond admitted, then quickly but gently, not giving him the time to tense again, thrust one finger into his tight opening. He heard what sounded like a choked sob from the other boy and stopped completely. They could stop now. He could call it off and let Seto get dressed and get out of here. If he wanted to, he could.
But he understood something about Seto that said that that would be no kindness. From the moment he had agreed after Joey�s whispered promise I his ear, not doing it would be more unforgivable than doing it in the first place. He didn�t want Seto to hate him even more for this, and he figured the best way to make sure that didn�t happen would to be sure that he enjoyed it. Stopping halfway through would not accomplish that.
Instead, he added his second finger, slowly, pushing them gently in and out of him, feeling his tense at first but gradually relax, trying to make it easier on himself. Joey heard another noise from him, another almost-sob, and rubbed his side gently. He began to stretch him out, to hurt him as little as he possible could later, making him flinch but accepting it. As much as Seto hated this, Joey was proud of him for taking it. He could have asked him to stop any number of times, and he hadn�t yet. Maybe later�
�I�m sorry about this,� he whispered into his ear as he added his third finger, moving and stretching him. He didn�t make any effort to cause him any real pleasure yet, because that would only be humiliating for him, but he did try to take it easy.
�Just do it�� Seto told him quietly. �No apologies� just do it��
Joey rubbed his shoulder gently and twitched his fingers to hit his prostate. Seto actually moaned at that, stifling it in his throat but obviously getting the intended pleasure from it. Judging that he had done as much as he could, he removed his fingers, hearing Seto release a breath, not quite a sigh or a noise of any kind, but obviously in relief. Even though he had to have known what was coming next.
�Relax�� Joey murmured into his ear as he positioned himself at Seto�s entrance. �Relax�� He slowly pushed himself into him, very slowly, though he was dying to just slam into the helpless body�
He heard another noise from Seto, a groan of pain almost, feeling him tense up. He rubbed his side gently, murmuring the word �relax�� into his ear as he stood motionless. As he felt him relax again, he slowly pushed forward very slowly filling him. Seto gasped and panted, but didn�t make another noise.
Joey leaned forward, against his back, and spoke into his ear. �That was the bad part�� he said almost breathlessly. �That wasn�t that bad, was it?� He rubbed his side again, then slowly pulled away from him, just to push as slowly back in. Seto moaned very quietly, and Joey slowly, gently ran his hand over his hip to brush his mostly-limp member, though he couldn�t help but feel some arousal with what Joey was doing to him.
The blond expertly stroked and squeezed, making Seto gasp again, though he head was still hanging and his fingers white on the wall. Relieved that he was finally proving that it wasn�t all bad, Joey picked up his pace slightly, knowing how torturing a slow pace could be. He matched his hand movements with his thrusts, trying to maximize Seto�s pleasure.
Seto moaned, louder. �Faster�� he nearly whispered. �Please, Joey��
Joey smiled and obliged, speeding up his pace again. Seto pushed himself back onto him, hesitantly, as though he didn�t know what to do and was just working on instinct. That made him seem extremely hot, in Joey�s eyes, and he moaned quietly himself as he pushed into him again.
�More�� he heard moaned from the brunet�s throat, and he obliged that as well. He stilled his free hand, not able to pay attention to it anymore as he concentrated on the pleasure Seto�s incredibly warm, incredibly tight passage was giving him, on the pleasure he was trying to give him in return. Through a fog of lust that he hadn�t felt so strongly in a long while, he pushed Seto down slightly to angle his thrust better, to hit his prostate dead on, making him cry out rather loudly. He heard a cheer erupt from a few of those behind him, as though he�d done an impressive sporting feat, but he really didn�t care. Everything was focused on Seto�
Seto was panting, his cries only getting louder as Joey continued with his deadly aim. Joey himself didn�t cry out, but he did moan quietly at Seto�s wanton display of, if not passion, at least pleasure. He felt himself rapidly approaching the end, the brunet virgin around him succeeding at arousing him so much without trying or knowing that he was.
He pulled Seto up, his limp head coming back to rest on his shoulder and his back pressed into his sweaty chest. �Come on, baby,� he moaned. �Come for me��
He felt Seto�s head shift on his shoulder, as if in negation. �Nnngg�� he moaned; if it was supposed to be a refusal, it failed utterly, and he was pushed over the edge as Joey hit his prostate again, squeezing down on his member. His back arched gracefully like a cat�s as he screamed his release and his hands went to around Joey�s neck, holding himself up on suddenly weak knees as his seed spurted all over the blond�s hand and his own stomach.
Joey held him tightly, thrusting into his suddenly painfully tight passage one last time before he also reached his breaking point, the beautiful brunet�s passion making his own that much harder to resist.
Joey put one hand on the wall to hold them up, the other wrapped tightly around Seto as they both rode on the after-effects of their respective climaxes. He buried his face in Seto�s neck, breathing in his scent, as Seto�s head rested on his shoulder.
�I told you it wasn�t all that bad�� he said tiredly. He pulled Seto to the floor by the wall, holding him tightly with his arms wrapped around him. Seto rested comfortably in his embrace.
�That other part�� Seto said quietly, turning his face to his ear. �what you promised� it�s not necessary. I� like this.� Joey smiled and kissed his neck.
�What did you promise him, blondie?� Malik asked belligerently. �Something yummy, no doubt��
Seto pulled his legs up, still held by Joey, still refusing to acknowledge or even look at the others. Joey seemed hesitant, looking back at the brunet�s face, and Seto nodded once. �Tell them�� he sighed. �If you want to�� It really couldn�t get any worse�
Joey looked back at his face, then at Malik. Bakura sat forward with his knife, looking like nothing so much as a demented dog playing fetch with an equally deranged master. �Yeah, Joey� What could you offer that could make him do that for you?�
�I promised he could� return the favor.�
Tristan laughed. �You promised he could fuck you into the mattress, didn�t you? God, you�re such a ho!� He grinned with the light-hearted teasing. Joey grinned back. Then he turned his face to Seto�s neck again and murmured into his ear.
�Yu owe me a kiss, Blue Eyes��
Seto looked into his eyes for a moment, then kissed him deeply.
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