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Thin Line	By : Rroselavy Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8050 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I don't own or profit in way from Yu-Gi-Oh.

Chapter 10
Jou had made Mokuba dinner, and was now preparing a meal for Seto and himself. He had decided on osso buco and risotto. He hadn't cooked it since he'd moved back to Japan, but the recipes were ingrained in his head from all the times he and his grandfather had cooked it together. It was getting late, he was getting anxious waiting for Kaiba's return. He wondered where he was so late on a Sunday evening.
He had everything ready by Mokuba's bedtime. He didn't seem concerned that Kaiba wasn't home yet. Jou figured this mustn't be unusual. Mokuba got ready for bed, then asked shyly if Jou would tuck him in.
"Of course I will," he followed Mokuba up to his room, settled him into his bed, and kissed him sweetly on the forehead as he turned out the light.
Now he was alone with his thoughts. He felt a twinge of worry, wondered exactly what was happening between he and Kaiba. He didn't want to blow it, but was resigned that his mouth, his temper was bound to get him into hot water with the other boy sooner or later. It gnawed at his conscience that in some way it was nothing more than sex. He brushed the thought away, filling his mind with the delightful sounds Kaiba made when he pleasured him, the way Kaiba responded to his needs. It was something deeper than sex. He decided to take a bath in the big tub in Kaiba's bathroom while he awaited his return.
It felt so good to be immersed in the jacuzzi. The jets worked on the knots of pain in his tired muscles. He was feeling better, better than he'd felt in months, but he knew he was far from 100%. Eyes closed, deep in thought, he didn't hear the bathroom door quietly close as Seto slipped in.
He'd come home to a silent house, filled with an incredible, exotic aroma. He was hungry, but dinner could wait. His more pressing need was for Jounouchi. He wanted to have him. Now. He heard the purr of the jacuzzi as soon as he entered the bedroom. He stripped off his clothes and silently entered the bathroom.
Seeing Jou in the tub made his breath catch. His eyes wandered over the other boy's face, noting his fine profile, the exquisite jawline. How his damp hair clung to his face. Jou's eyes were closed, he was unaware of being watched, unaware of the raw hunger displayed on Kaiba's face.
His eyes opened only as the water level changed, displaced by Kaiba's body. He was on top of Jou now, arms on either side of his supine body, kissing him hard, insistently, demanding admission, demanding Jou's unique taste. Jou kissed him back, pulled Kaiba's body closer, electricity sparked as their torsos met, as each felt the other's hardening sex. Jou wrapped his legs around Seto's waist as Seto reached around under Jou's buttocks, index finger searching for his tight hole. He found it and Jou shuddered at its entrance, bucking against him, whispering hotly in his ear, "Fuck me Seto, I want to feel you inside me."
He knew he would not be able to hold back now. He bit at Jou's neck, at the same time pushing another finger in, both pushing deeper, waves of pleasure as Jou arched his body against him. Jou's breaths were ragged now, his head thrown back, eyes half-closed "Please, Seto ... please," he gasped as a third finger worked its way inside, stretching him, readying him for his lover's shaft.
He covered Jou's mouth with his own, drinking up the hot sweetness, the taste of cherry. His fingers rhythmically thrusting, he didn't know how long either of them could last this way. He pulled them out, muffling Jou's cry with a kiss, and maneuvered their bodies so that he was now under Jou. He wanted to impale him, to have Jou ride him. He guided Jou's hips down onto his cock, felt his head at Jou's opening, slowly, deliciously sliding into his velvety hot tunnel, feeling the muscles embrace his sex, Jou crying his name as he pulled Jou's body all the way down the length of his shaft. He was so fucking tight.
"That's it," Kaiba purred, "Take it all, Pup. I know it's what you want." He kept one hand on the small of Jou's back and caressed his sex with the other. He saw a feral quality in Jou's eyes, a hunger that made him wild, and his hips thrust in rhythm with Jou's bucking. Jou's moans of passion urging him on, faster and deeper until he could hold out no longer, grabbing Jou's hips, holding his body immobile as he pumped into him. They kissed madly and deeply, he was stroking Jou's length now, his groans telling Kaiba how close he was to orgasm. His eyes widening but unseeing as his seed spilled into the roiling water. He collapsed on Kaiba, and he cradled Jou close, raining soft kisses on his face.
"So much for dessert," Jou murmured after a few minutes.
"Dessert?" Kaiba replied with a wicked smile, "That was just the appetizer."
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Jou woke up to the sounds of Kaiba gathering up his bags for his trip. He felt uneasy. Last night had been great, awesome, unlike anything he'd ever experienced. But he really wanted, needed to settle where this relationship was going. If this was even a relationship. The thought that he was only a diversion was bothering him, gnawing at him.
"So, umm, Seto?" he asked "This isn't just a game, is it?"
Kaiba was deep in his own thoughts. Lost in their passion last night, he'd neglected to tell Jou anything about yesterday's events -- that he'd secured Jou's freedom. The late dinner followed by more lovemaking had driven all rational thought from his mind. To top it off, he'd forgotten to set the alarm, and was racing against time to make his scheduled departure. He had to get going, he didn't need some psychodrama to unfold before heading halfway around the world.
He rolled his eyes and sighed. "Is what just a game?" He asked.
"Us."
"Do we have to do this now, Katsuya? I need to get to the airport. I need to leave."
Jou could tell Kaiba was annoyed, and it fueled his own anger. "Look, I'm not asking you fah some kind of commitment, I just wanna know that this's more than just sex." His eyes flashed his own anger.
"Can't it just be what it is?" Kaiba's voice got louder. "Why can't you just leave it alone, enjoy what we have?"
'I dunno' Jou thought. He knew it would be better right now if he could. But he was falling madly in love, and frightened by the depth of his own feelings. "Because," he continued "I want to know if--"
"What?" Kaiba snarled, "If you're my boyfriend?"
Jou's eyes narrowed at the tone, and he knew he would not be able to stop himself now. "Oh yeah, that's right, I'm just a mutt, right? So, like you're my new master? I could never be anything more than a pet to the great Seto Kaiba," he spat. As the words spilled out, he felt miserable with the revelation.
Kaiba shook with disbelief. Where was this coming from? He'd gone out of his way to be kind and solicitous, spent a fortune to get Jou away from his father, for what, this? Why couldn't he just let it alone?
Jou took his silence for assent. "I get it," he said bitterly, and looked away.
Maybe Jou's father had been right, Kaiba thought. Maybe he did like it rough, needed to be reminded of his place. In some twisted way he was pushing Kaiba's buttons to force a confrontation. He looked at Jou. Even as his anger welled up, so did his desire.
"Just what is it that you want from me, Inu?" he regretted the slur immediately. "Do you want me to take you like Otogi, treat you as my dog? Is that what will make you happy?" He couldn't believe he'd said it. He had promised himself never to throw that in the other boy's face, but his anger had got the best of him. He saw the pain from his words on Jou's face.
He was shocked speechless. Kaiba had known all along, and had never said anything. His deepest embarrassment, a secret kept by his enemy. In the space of the silence, Kaiba crossed the room and slammed Jou against the wall. Pinning him, he grabbed the Jou's slender wrists in one hand. With his free hand, he grabbed Jou's chin roughly, before crushing his lips in a brutal kiss. He tasted blood, Jou's lip had been caught between their teeth.
Jou's first instinct was to fight, fight back hard. How had this spiraled so out of control? He strained against the hand holding his wrists above his head, against the body pinning his, but he had no leverage. Kaiba was ravaging his mouth, he tasted his own blood where his lip had been opened up, but his own desire was escalating, and he realized as he kissed back hungrily, that as much as he hated being dominated in this way, he would have this boy on any of his terms. It was a shameful admittance, and his eyes stung with tears.
Kaiba was ashamed as well. He tried to rationalize that Jou had driven him to this behavior, that it was his smart mouth that always got him into trouble, but he knew that wasn't so. It was his own confusion and ambivalence that sparked his anger, it was just a convenience to blame the other boy. It registered that Jou was kissing him back with equal savagery, and it added to his desire. But he needed to leave. Now. He needed to get away. He needed to think. He broke the kiss, let go of the other boy and wordlessly gathered his bags. As he was heading out the door, he noted Jou motionless, leaning against the wall, a thin line of blood on his lip. Kaiba flushed in embarrassment.
Jou felt dizzy and weak-kneed as he watched Kaiba stalk away. His head was spinning with thoughts of anger and retribution. But what was the use? He was in love, and realized that above all, he just wanted to be with Kaiba. The thought made him miserable, and the loneliness that had been kept at bay during the past couple of days descended on him. Its familiarity was oddly comforting. He should go, but then he'd be leaving Mokuba alone. He'd agreed to stay, and he would stand by his word. Besides, where could he go? 'Maybe Kaiba will cool down, and we can work something out' he thought hopelessly.
Mokuba had heard them fighting, it alarmed him. What was his brother doing? It was obvious that he loved Jou, so why would he say such hateful things? He trailed Seto down to the waiting limo.
"Seto, what is wrong with you?" he said to his brother's back.
"Mokuba," Kaiba turned. "Keep out of this. It's none of your business."
Mokuba could see his brother's eyes glistening. "No Seto, it is my business. Why are you driving him away? You think I'm just a kid, but I can see what's going on."
"Mokuba," Seto warned.
"You love him," he blurted, "and I think you're driving him away because you're afraid. And it's not right, Seto, you deserve to be happy. You're always taking care of me and everything, and never yourself."
"Dammit, Moku! You've got it wrong." he said through gritted teeth.
"No I don't," Mokuba insisted "even if you won't admit it, it's obvious. Now, please Seto, go back and make it okay!"
"I can't," he replied softly as he climbed into the back of the waiting car. "He will stay with you until I get back." his voice trailed off as the door closed behind him.
Mokuba shook his head. What was the matter with his big brother? Why was he so afraid to allow someone other than he close to him. 'He's so lonely.' he thought sadly. Mokuba had to make it right. He had to make Jou understand that Seto didn't mean to say those horrible words, that he was just scared of his own feelings.
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