100 Puppies and Dragons | By : ReizOokami Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8453 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1 |
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Dead Wrong
"I don't understand how you can find werewolves attractive," Joey sighed, leaning back in his chair. "No offense, Yami."
"…None taken?" The werewolf tilted his head, baffled. "How is that not supposed to be offensive to me?"
Yugi laughed awkwardly and patted his hand. "Just ignore him, Yami. Listen, Joey, whatever you've heard about how werewolves kiss is dead wrong. I've kissed tons of people and Yami's the best at kissing back!"
Yami frowned and looked down at his mate. "Tons of people?"
"Okay, maybe a handful," Yugi amended quickly, then rolled his eyes.
Joey chuckled. He knew 'tons' was not just a handful. Yugi was a polite lover—didn't kiss and tell—but he was certainly not a prude. Besides, Téa said he was an excellent kisser, and she wouldn't lie about that.
"Why don't you set Joey up with someone?" the smaller human asked suddenly, looking up at his lookalike.
Yami frowned again. "Yugi, I'm afraid that arranged matings have been unpopular for the past three hundred years—"
Joey and Yugi promptly yelped and lunged backward—away from him. As Joey cursed and stood, propping his chair up again, Yugi stood and glared at him. "I don't want you to find him someone to mate with! I want you to find someone to go on a date with him!"
"…Joey appears perfectly capable of getting his own date…"
"You are hopeless." Yugi glared at him in a way that clearly said 'I've got a lot of work to do on you, buddy' before turning toward his friend with an awkward smile. "I'll find someone who wouldn't mind going on a date with you. I'll call you, okay?"
"If all werewolves are as backward as he is, I don't care how good a kisser they are!" the blond exclaimed in disbelief.
.-.-.-.-.-.
Seto and Joey examined each other skeptically before the brunet turned to his cousin and promptly stated, "I don't see how this was worth my time at all. He's scrawny, he looks like a ruffian, and he's probably not even a good fuck."
Yami smiled brightly. "I was just told to find a good kisser." He paused, then stated, "You're about to get punched in the kisser, anyway."
The brunet turned in surprise just in time to get punched in the mouth so hard he was knocked off his feet. "GAH!"
"Werewolves are all the same," Joey seethed, shaking with rage even as tears flooded his eyes. "You guys are the absolute worst!"
Yugi mouthed wordlessly as he watched his friend storm out of the shop, then spun toward the two werewolves angrily—one still grinning wildly in amusement while the other stood and grumbled to himself, rubbing his jaw. "I thought werewolves were supposed to be polite!"
"You didn't ask for polite." Yami blinked. "You just wanted a good kisser. If you'd wanted someone polite, I'd—"
"No wonder Joey doesn't like werewolves! You're all a bunch of jerks!" the human roared angrily.
Despite being dominant werewolves and feeling like they did nothing wrong, the two werewolves suddenly felt guilt eating up their insides, tails tucking up between their legs like scolded pups.
"You guys are the worst! Now Joey's never going to date a werewolf and he's going to continue dating all of these human creeps that don't have any intention of dating longer than a fuck!" Yugi grabbed his hair in frustration and yanked. "Ooooh! This is just what I needed! Now I have to convince him that he's notscrawny and he doesn't look that much like a ruffian and—THANKS. A LOT," he growled, glaring at the two werewolves, before stomping out of the shop after him.
Sensing that his mate was angry with him and that he'd probably done the wrong thing by just picking the first good kisser that was a werewolf that came to mind, Yami promptly turned his head to glare at his cousin.
The brunet tried to ignore the look he was being given, but eventually, he sighed and rolled his eyes. "Alright, alright, I'm going."
"You really should work on how much of an asshole you are to new people."
"Oh, shut up!"
.-.-.-.-.-.
Joey looked up as someone slid into the seat on the other side of his table, then scowled, turning his attention back to his burger. "Sorry, scrawny ruffians don't like bein' seen with assholes."
Seto frowned as he smelled hurt-sadness-embarrassment. He'd never meant to actual hurt the human, especially since he didn't know anything about him… He must have really struck a nerve when he'd said those things.
Seeing the brunet didn't intend on leaving, Joey huffed and began putting his things back on his tray and went to stand. "Fine. If ya really want this table then—"
The werewolf grabbed his wrist before he could go. "Wait. I… I'm sorry I said those things."
Joey turned to glare at him. "No you're not, otherwise ya wouldn't 've said 'em. Ya think I'm a scrawny little—Well, I don't know exactly what ya think I am, but ya called me a ruffian and ya think I'm scrawny, and ya said—ya said—You don't even know me and ya said those things-!"
Heartbreak-humiliation-loneliness-agony permeated the air. Seto whined in the back of his throat. He didn't know Joey, but he had never wanted to make him feel that way. He just didn't know how to fix it.
Joey scowled at him when he got no response and, considering it as proof of being unremorseful, turned to leave again. "Asshole."
He hadn't wanted to hurt him, but even Seto had to admit that he was a moron when it came to social norms, so he did the only thing he could think of. Grabbing the human by the shoulders, he tugged him toward him and, knocking his food to the ground, pulled him into a tight embrace and smashed their lips together.
Joey squirmed, confused and terrified. "Mm-!" He hit the brunet's shoulders a few times before his brain managed to catch up with his lips, and his brain decided that it quite liked what it was experiencing. He gasped and groaned as the werewolf immediately took it as an invitation, tongue darting into his open mouth swiftly and making short work of what little defenses he may have had left. "Mmn…!"
He shuddered and melted as the brunet lapped gently at his tongue, whimpering quietly as sharp claws danced over his skin. He had no idea that that whimper would only drive the werewolf's instincts into overdrive, telling him to dominate and claim and—if possible—mate. He reeled in that instinct just enough to keep from mating in the middle of the restaurant, but not enough that he didn't maul him.
At least until a pitcher of water was poured over their heads and the manager banned them from the restaurant because it was a family business.
Seto had gotten a whiff of embarrassment-anxiety before he'd heard sneakered feet scampering away and had turned only to find the blond hurriedly vacating the premises. He got the feeling a kiss would not be enough to convey his remorse, especially when he saw the uneaten food on the floor that he'd all but forced him to drop.
Damn.
.-.-.-.-.-.
Yugi looked up as he heard the bell jingle and smiled when he found his friend stepping inside. "Hi, Joey. Hey, you look like you've—What's wrong?"
Joey blushed brightly and bit his bottom lip. "Ya know how ya said werewolves are good kissers, and I disagreed?"
He nodded, baffled. "Yeah, why?"
"…I was dead wrong," the blond whispered, then blushed and covered his face. "So dead wrong."
Yugi blinked, but seeing that his friend was embarrassed, he just shrugged. "You want to see Yami suffer for a while? I have him scrubbing the floor by hand for choosing the biggest dick to be your first werewolf experience."
Joey blushed darker and squeaked, only picking up on 'biggest dick' and 'werewolf' and 'experience' in the completely wrong context. Instead, of dwelling on it, he just nodded.
Maybe that would take his mind off of the kiss that he'd been so dead wrong about.
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