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Egg Hunt 2: Over Easy	By : Animom57 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2182 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh is the intellectual property of Kazuki
Takahashi and Konami, and is being used in this fanfiction for fan
purposes only. No infringement or disrespect is intended by this
fanfiction.

This little bit of naughty fluff is a follow-up to the original
"Egg Hunt" story, which is posted on Fanfiction . Net.

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Egg Hunt 2: Over Easy
by Animom

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It's great to wake
up feeling well-rested. It's even better to wake up well-rested the
morning after a night of energetic sex and tender afterglow, knowing
that you're loved.

The only thing that would have
made Joey Wheeler's happiness absolutely complete would have been the
warm body of a certain blue-eyed CEO next to him, but as Seto had
left before dawn Joey threw back the silky white sheets, put his arms
over his head, and yawned and stretched (looking far more feline than
canine).

As he sat up the sight of a small
spun-glass nest on the nightstand made him smile: in it two very
small eggs – a black one studded with tiny red cabochons, and a
silver one studded with blue – lay side by side just as their
owners had hours earlier. The eggs, gifts to Seto and himself from
"The Easter Bunny" (who he suspected of being a conspiracy
between his sister, her husband Tristan, and their friend Devlin),
were actually vibrators, controlled by special rings that he and Seto
wore. But Seto was currently on an airplane flying somewhere far away
for some business meeting.
Which is why it was very strange that Joey's egg began to buzz.
He picked the egg up, thought for a
second, then tossed it in the air with a whoop. Seto had to be nearby
– his flight must have been canceled! Joey grinned as he
contemplated what he might be able to talk the highly-scheduled Seto
into doing with his windfall of free time. He announced loudly,
"Where you hiding, you sneaky sneak you?" as he arranged
himself provocatively on the bed.

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Hours later, he woke up. By the angle
of sunlight on the blinds he could tell that it was late afternoon.
What the heck? Why hadn't Seto pounced?
He fumbled on the nightstand for his
cellphone. After a few rings the familiar voice answered.
"Yes?"

"Heya – where are you?"
"Baggage claim."
"So you made your flight?"

There
was a sigh. "Why else would I be at baggage claim?"

"Oh
yeah. Er – are you wearing your egg ring?"

There
was a pause. "Yes. Why?"

"This is gonna sound
weird, but rub the stones." A moment later the tiny egg in
Joey's hand vibrated. "Holy crap! It's alive!"
"Alive?" The voice was
amused.
"The egg just moved. All
this way."
There was a very long pause – so
long that Joey checked the phone display to make sure that they were
still connected – but then finally Seto said, "That's …
very interesting. I assumed that the remotes were standard infrared,
but that certainly wouldn't function at such a distance. Hmm, I
wonder. Devlin asked for a satellite tightcast channel a month or so
before we got our gifts. If the ring is using that to transmit –"
He cleared his throat. "My limo's here. I'll call you back
shortly." He added, "Don't go anywhere."

Five,
ten, then twenty minutes passed. Joey sat patiently, cell phone in
one hand, egg in the other, but still the ring-tone startled him
enough that he almost dropped both.

Seto spoke quickly and
softly, his voice almost drowned out at times by the background noise
of wind and traffic. "They plan to take me on a tour of the
proposed production facility. I won't be able to say much in the
limo. In the drawer of the nightstand is a package. Figure out what
to do with it. Then put on the hands-free headset and call me when at
least ten minutes have gone by."

"Um, ok. What –"
"I have to go. Remember –
package, headset, 10 minutes." Seto hung up.
A little puzzled, Joey glanced at the clock to mark the time, then opened the drawer. He saw a brown-paper parcel with his name on it. Inside was an T-shaped thing about the size of his hand, a stick figure of flexible black plastic with very short arms, no legs, a bumpy curved torso, and an egg-shaped hollow in place of a head. With a grin, Joey twisted his Easter gift in.
A perfect fit.

Leaving the plug
(he was more knowledgeable about these type of toys now) on the bed,
he went to the desk and got the headset, then called Seto when the
ten minutes were up. As always, he got a kick out of hearing Seto
say, "Kaiba here," in his Badass Businessman Voice. "Ya,
I found the package. Looks like it'll be fun. Can't wait til you get
back."
"How soon could you implement
that?" Since the wind and traffic noises were gone, it seemed
that Seto wasn't outside anymore: he must be in the limo.
"Huh?" Oh, right - Seto had
to speak in code with business associates present. "You mean I
should put it in now?"
"Yes."
"Should I tell you about it while
I'm doing it?"
"That might work. Give me a few
details of your plan."
Joey's eyebrows went up. Seto was
usually quite strict about keeping the more personal aspects of his
private life completely separate from business, so asking for phone
sex while others were present was kinda unusual. Still, first time
for everything and all that. He chuckled, imagining what the faces of
the other men in the limo would look like if they realized that
Seto's "business call" was about vibrating butt-plugs …
it made him wonder how hot and bothered he could get his CEO before
it came down to a choice between hanging up or losing face. "So
you want me to tell you about how I'm going to slide that bad boy in
and jerk off while you buzz me?"
"That sounds about right."
"Well …" Joey took the
lube from the drawer and settled back. Time to open a can of squirms.
"I'm on the bed, naked. My knees are up and I've got my legs
spread really wide. Can you picture that?"
"Yes." Seto sounded very
businesslike.
"I'm about half-way hard. Too bad
you're not here to give me additional encouragement! Now normally I'd
give myself some extra attention, but you didn't say how long your
limo ride was, so I'll skip the opening credits. Chapter 2 starts
off with me putting a big gob of lube on the end of the plug, and now
I'm teasing my asshole with it. The lube is a little bit cold, but
you know I like that. Mmm, now I'm starting to push the plug in. It
feels good, like a tongue." He wasn't sure, but he thought he
could hear Seto swallow. "And now I'm pushing it in more. It
feels better than your fingers, Moneybags, but not as good as your
dick." He gasped a little, partly to torment Seto and partly
because it did feel good. "Now I'm going in and out, in
and out, getting myself lubed up. Just imagine me now, I'm hot and
slick and ready for it."
Seto said, "Interesting idea."
"And now," Joey grunted a
little, "I'm gonna push it in a little more." He did so,
and gave a little groan. A moment later, he could feel the vibrator
kick in and he groaned a second time. "OK, I can feel that. The
little arms are humming my balls."
"There might need to be,"
Seto said smoothly, "some market positioning to get the maximum
impact."
"I see." Joey used the "arms"
to twist the plug until he judged that the curved plug's tip would
just barely touch his prostate if he pushed it past the next bump.
"Try now." The egg went off again, and Joey writhed and
moaned freely. He wasn't ready for the phone call to end yet, though,
so he gathered his willpower and pulled the plug out a bump.
"What do you think?" Seto
asked.
"I'm about to blow and I've barely
touched myself! Are you even hard yet?"
"Somewhat," was the simple
reply.
Joey was almost annoyed that Seto still
sounded so cool: he was obviously in full Control Freak Cold Bastard
Kaiba mode. Joey was practically a puddle, and over there Mr.
Smooth was talking his fake business talk without even breathing
hard. "At least tell me you have your laptop over your lap!"
With a hint of laughter, Seto replied,
"I do at that. Now tell me, what other applications do you see
being developed from this technology?" Before Joey could say
anything, though, he added, "Wait, we're about to go into the
Tunnel. I'll call you back once reception improves."
And just like that, he hung up.
Joey growled. So smug! He'd show him
"other applications" all right! He scowled, thinking of
what he'd do to Control Freak Cold Bastard Kaiba if he wasn't
half-way around the world. By the time the headset bleeped in his
ear, he had his revenge pictured quite clearly.
"So you were saying?" Kaiba
began.
"I was thinking about when you get
back," Joey began, keeping his voice very casual, "we'll
come upstairs. I'll make you stand still while I undress you. First
your belt – I'll unbuckle it and pull it out slowly. Then I'll
take off your tie, and undo the buttons of your shirt. Kiss any part
of you that looks especially lonely. I'll pull your shirt out, and
then take it off, then move around to your back. Massage your neck
and shoulders a little, you're always knotted up and tense after
these long flights. With me so far?"
"Um-hm."
"I'll slip my arms around your
waist, maybe nibble the back of your neck a little. Then slowly, real
slowly, I'll button your pants and slide your zipper down. Put my
hands inside to see how you're doing." He heard a nervous cough: that usually meant that Seto was starting to get uncomfortably hard.
"I'll let your pants fall down while I slide my hands inside
your briefs, then I'll slide them down too. Once you step out of the
rest of your clothes, I'll kneel down behind you and, if you bend
over a little, I'll rim you while I play with your balls."
"I see." Seto sounded choked.
"Then, I'm gonna take your necktie
and blindfold you. Still with me?"
"Yes."
"I'll lead you to the bed, where I
will tie you spreadeagled." He heard Seto suck in a sharp
breath. "Once you're good and secure I'll lock up your junk in a
cock ring. Then I'm gonna bite you a few times before I shove this
plug up your ass. For maximum marketing impact."
"We'll," Seto was now clearly
struggling to choose words, "have to run a focus group on that."
Joey grinned. "I'll take your
blindfold off and let you watch me play with myself, just like I'm
gonna do now." He sat up and put extra lube on his hand, then hunched over so that the headset would pick up the squelchy, slapping noises. He threw in a few grunts for good measure.
"You hearing all that? You got a good picture of me standing next to you, and what I'm doing?"
"Yes." Seto gasped.
"Then I'll take my egg ring off, tie something around it to make it vibrate on low, and go play a video game for an hour while you turn purple and fuck the air."
Suddenly he heard what sounded like a knock on a door, followed by Seto saying harshly, "Leave it outside!"
"Outside?" Joey asked suspiciously. "What's going on?"
"Forget it." Seto panted, "And when you're done with the video game, then what?"
"You –" Joey sped up
his hand, deciding to give his story a ninety-degree turn. "And
just when you think your dick is gonna burst, I'll come back and take
off the cockring so you can come all over yourself!" With that his
fantasy came to a three-dimensional end, in time to hear Kaiba's groan of completion over the headset. "You bastard, you're not in a limo with business guys! You're by yourself, in a - hotel room!"
"I was in a limo," came the unrepentant
and now only slightly breathless reply, "when I talked to you earlier. The limo that brought me to the hotel."
" 'Going to tour the factory'
you said! 'Can't say much in the limo' you said!"
"There is a tour. It's tomorrow."
Kaiba was arch. "I didn't say that I was going today - you assumed it, which was
incorrect. And I wouldn't say much in a limo, if other people were
present."
"You – you – lied
to me!"
"I did not." He now sounded
almost frosty. "I stated unrelated facts. You were the one who jumped to conclusions. Which I knew you would."
"You're such an asshole!"
"And you can be very
creative if you think you're going to put me in an awkward situation." He added, "Or am
I wrong? Tell me that you weren't talking that way in hopes I'd embarrass myself?"
Joey muttered; Kaiba could be such a prick about being right.
"I didn't hear you."

"No, you're not wrong,"
Joey repeated sullenly.
"Hn. As a reward for admitting
it," there was a pause (and Seto must have rubbed the blue
gemstones on his ring, for the black toy purred), "perhaps before Room Service comes back to get my plates you
can tell me a little more about how you'll punish me for lying to you …"
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The End
(for now)

A thank you to Jacq for helping me decide on the cooking method for the title.
concept, 13 Apr 10

(03) 27 Apr 10
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