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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 16
Kaiba was snoring soundly when Jou woke up. He untangled himself from his lover, slipped on his boxers and padded down to the kitchen to make some breakfast. Twenty minutes later, he struggled into the bedroom with a tray laden with breakfast for two -- French toast, yogurt, orange juice, coffee for him, and tea for Kaiba. The bed was empty. He lay the tray gently down on it. The shower was running, he decided breakfast could wait.
He was rinsing the shampoo out of his hair when he felt a pair of hands gently rubbing down his back, caressing his hips. He leaned back against Jou as he wrapped his arms around his chest. "I missed you," Jou whispered in his ear.
"Mmmmm. I missed you too." Kaiba smiled. There was so much he needed to tell Jou, but his proximity alone seemed to obliterate all sentient thought. When he was near Jou, all Kaiba could think about was fucking him. He turned and pressed his body against Jou. Then, with soap in hand, he slowly began to wash his lover's body.
Jou stood still as Kaiba soaped his back, his arms, his chest. A small gasp escaped as Kaiba's hands trailed down over his lean stomach, caressing his ass, his sex, then his inner thighs. They were both becoming extremely aroused.
"I just have to fuck you right now," Kaiba whispered in Jou's ear, his soap-slicked finger sliding into him. He bit down on Jou's neck, and Jou arched against Kaiba.
He looked into Jou's amber eyes, they were smoldering with desire. He pulled his finger out and kissed him deeply, wrapping his arms around his waist, as Jou's hands traveled over his back, squeezing his ass.
"Come with me," he said, leading Jou out of the shower. He gently toweled Jou off, then wiped his own body of the excess water, under Jou's watchful gaze.
Kaiba pulled him close, his mouth covering Jou's, tongue pressing his lips, demanding entrance. Jou's lips parted and he explored his mouth leisurely, deeply. They were in front of the mirror, and Kaiba stole a glance at their entwined bodies.
"Turn around and bend over," he said huskily, positioning Jou in front of the mirror and vanity counter. "Open your eyes," he urged. "I want you to see how utterly fuckable you are."
Amber eyes blazed at him in the mirror's reflection, he pushed his finger into Jou's tight entrance, watching Jou's desire flush his cheeks. Jou was looking at them both now, drinking Kaiba's expression, the rippling of his muscles as he ground against his prone body and slipped a second finger in. Now he leaned over Jou, face close to his ear, a third finger working its way in his hole. "You make me think of doing things I've never dreamed of," he whispered raggedly, biting Jou's ear, the nape of his neck. Kaiba's other hand slid around, cupping Jou's balls, sliding up his torso to play with his nipples.
Jou had never liked being taken like a dog before, but he could not deny how turned on he was watching them both in the mirror. He saw how Kaiba responded to his movements, and watching that heightened his own arousal. A low guttural growl escaped his lips as Kaiba slammed his dick into him hard, and Jou braced his arms against the counter, pushing back on his heels, meeting Kaiba's thrusts with his own. He was panting in rhythm to the thrusts, all thought focused around the intense pleasure he was experiencing.
As his orgasm neared, Kaiba began to stroke Jou's cock in rhythm. Jou's precum lubricated his hand, he felt Jou's sex spasming as he found his release. He slammed harder into Jou's body as they collapsed together against the vanity. He gently kissed down Jou's spinal column. Clearheaded now, he slowly pulled out and helped Jou ease to a standing position.
He clung to Kaiba, nuzzling against his chest, allowing himself to be held as the afterglow of orgasm washed over them both, wanting the moment to last forever. Wanting to stay here with Seto Kaiba forever.
"Katsuya," Kaiba said softly, "We need to talk. First, let's finish our shower." Jou felt the cold stab through him, and Kaiba must have sensed it, as he added "Don't worry, it's nothing bad. I have news for you from New York." The tension that Jou felt building up inside snapped suddenly, breaking like a wave. He was far more interested in what Kaiba was keeping from him.
"What kind of news?" he wheedled.
"I'll tell you over breakfast. What did you make us?" Kaiba deflected.
"I can't wait that long, Set." Jou whined, running his hands over Kaiba's back, sliding them across his chest.
"Keep that up and you'll be waiting a lot longer, pup." Kaiba smirked.
* * *
Jou was glad he had used the thermal carafes. Though the french toast had cooled, breakfast wasn't ruined. Between bites, Kaiba began to tell him about the visit he paid to his father.
"I thought you were gonna tell me about New York," Jou interrupted.
"Yes, I am. But I have to start back with your father." Kaiba replied patiently. There was so much to say, yet he was feeling pressed for time. He thought about all the email he'd neglected this past week, felt the need to get to work. But he realized with a start that this was more important. Jounouchi was more important. He couldn't remember the last time his personal life encroached upon his business. He realized that putting Kaiba Corp. second for once wasn't that unpleasant.
"I went to see him personally," Kaiba continued. "Last week, when you took Mokuba to the baseball game."
"Where?" Jou asked nonchalantly, though he was praying that it had been out somewhere, not at the apartment.
He knew Jou would be embarrassed he'd seen where he'd lived, but he had to be honest. It was important they build this relationship on honesty, there could be no secrets.
"At your apartment." He watched the reaction on Jou's face intently. Saw the fleeting grimace as Jou cast his eyes aside.
"How can you even look at me when you've seen where -- how I lived?" Jou stared out over the garden. The sun was shining brilliantly, dancing across the surface of the pool.
"And you had a choice in the matter? You are no more responsible for where you lived than who your father is." Kaiba replied gently. "Look at me." He cupped Jou's chin, turning his face to him, saw the tears sliding down his cheeks. "I love you, you know that. Don't be embarrassed, you have nothing to be ashamed about. Nothing." Jou still would not meet his eyes. "You are not responsible for what your father did to you." Kaiba fell silent, letting his words sink in. They sat in silence.
"Jou, I found some things there that you should have." Kaiba said, getting up to collect one of his bags. He extracted the sheaf of letters from Jou's grandfather and dropped them into Jou's lap. On top was a letter his grandfather had written after he'd read all Jou's letters Kaiba had brought to him.
"Your grandfather never forgot you Jou, he wrote you many letters. Your father kept them from you, just as he kept the letters you wrote to your grandfather."
Jou looked up at him suddenly, and Kaiba noted with relief the anger in his eyes. It was much better for him to be angry than beaten down.
"That sonofabitch! Motherfucker!" Jou was shaking with rage. "It wasn't enough for him to take me away from everything -- everyone I ever loved! He, he ..."
His voice trailed off, his body was wracked with sobs.
"It's okay now," Kaiba soothed. "He's done with. Out of your life. He'll never try to contact you, if he knows what's good for him. Your grandfather knows--" he continued.
"How, Set?"
"I saw him in New York. I gave him your letters. I had brunch at his house. I met your mother's family."
"You did? How'd you find him?" Jou asked incredulously.
He explained about the ad in Time Out New York. How he went to the gallery, and from there was able to track down Guiseppe. He showed Jou his mother's painting, watched as the tears gathered on his eyelashes. He took out the other things Guiseppe had given him for Jou, Inu's collar, an old teddy bear, some photographs. He saw Jou's stricken look as he fingered the collar.
"He found her, Jou. She lived with him until she died last year."
He was completely broken now. The tears streamed from his eyes freely, sobs escaping his lips and wracking his body. All the loneliness he'd suffered at the cruel hands of his father churning through him. The self-hate bubbling to the surface, escaping finally. Kaiba hugged him tight held onto him like an anchor, whispering to him and rocking him, "It's okay. Everything's going to be all right. You're safe now. You're loved, you always have been."
Jou's face was buried in his chest. The tears were subsiding, he could tell Jou was spent. He pulled Jou down on the bed on top of him, rubbing his back, kissing the top of his head.
"You know everything, don'cha?" Jou asked quietly, looking into Kaiba's deep blue eyes. He nodded. "And you still love me?"
He looked into Jou's amber eyes. "You're not the only one who had a lot of time to think this past week. Though I have to admit, I wasn't too happy about all the time you took up in my mind." Kaiba smiled then. "I thought I loved you because in you I saw someone I could never be and I had to possess that. But then I realized we're not that different, you and I. You KNOW. You UNDERSTAND. Because you've lived as I have. And you accepted me for what I am. Plus, you stood up to my bullshit. You and Mokuba are the only people brave enough to do that."
He realized what Kaiba was saying, that he was telling him about his childhood, how he'd suffered. Jou sensed it was the closest Kaiba would ever get to talking about his miserable past.
"Seto, there's something I need to tell you," Jou hesitated, broke their gaze.
"What is it?"
He found himself at a loss for words. Mokuba's plea for him not to say anything held his tongue. But he knew that the two brothers had to talk about it together. They would never be free of the past otherwise.
"Set, Mokuba knows." He felt Kaiba's body stiffen under him.
"Knows what?" he asked icily.
"Please Seto, don't be angry -- it's killing him inside." Jou pleaded.
"What does he know?" Kaiba repeated tensely.
Jou inhaled deeply. He had a sick feeling in his stomach, a foreboding that he was going to ruin everything. "He saw some things," he replied weakly.
"What things?" Jou felt the walls being erected, sensed the withdrawal.
He looked back into Kaiba's eyes. He saw the pain there, knew Kaiba knew what he was going to say. "He saw you with Gozuboro. Seto, you need to talk to him about it. He feels terribly guilty. He thinks somehow it's his fault. He needs to know it's okay, that you're okay." He felt the tension leave Kaiba's body, saw tears slide down his cheeks.
"Am I, Pup?"
He softly caressed Kaiba's cheek, wiping away the wetness. "Yes, Seto. Together we're okay," He said simply. He put his ear against Kaiba's chest, listened to his heart beating. He was exhausted, yet he felt freer, happier than he'd ever felt. He hoped that Kaiba was experiencing some relief too.
"You're right," Kaiba said finally. "I do need to talk to him. It's worse for him to live with the images he saw, than with me telling him the truth." Jou hugged him tightly.
"I need to get some work done today," Kaiba said.
Jou was disappointed. "I thought maybe we'd spend some more time together."
Kaiba smiled tiredly at him. "Spending more time with you means more fucking."
"Is that what you want to do right now?" Jou teased.
"No, strangely enough, I'm very content lying here with you not doing anything at all. But that could change in a moment." he smirked.
Satisfied, Jou rolled off of him. "Far be it from me to keep you from your work."
"Hmmm. I didn't say I had to do it immediately," Kaiba reached for Jou's hand and entwined their fingers together. They lay side by side, Kaiba's head resting against Jou's shoulder.
He was staring at the ceiling, feeling a bit nervous and shy. There was still one more thing he had to say, to do.
"Katsuya, did you really mean it when you said that you wanted to be with me on any terms?"
Jou sighed. "Yes," he said slowly, "I meant what I said." He wished it otherwise, but couldn't imagine his how empty his life would be without Kaiba as his lover.
"But what do you really want, Pup. From us?"
"Is this a trick question?" Jou asked suspiciously.
"No, I want to know. Really."
"What I really want, is for the world to know that you and I are together. To know that you're not ashamed of me. Embarrassed by who I am."
"Puppy, I'm not embarrassed by you or our relationship."
"I want to be seen in public with you. To know that 'we' extends beyond this bedroom, beyond the Kaiba estate."
"You want to be my boyfriend?"
"Are you asking me?"
"No," Kaiba mused, "that isn't what I want." He heard Jou's breath catch. Then Jou was getting up, swinging his legs over the other side of the bed.
"Katsuya, aren't you going to hear me out before you storm off in anger?"
Jou stopped and sighed. His back was to Kaiba. "Go on."
Wordlessly, Kaiba got up and retrieved a small aqua colored box from his trenchcoat pocket. He came around to the other side of the bed and knelt down in front of Jou.
"I don't want you as my boyfriend," he continued, "because that is so inadequate a description for what I feel toward you." He held out the box for Jou to take.
He looked at Kaiba now, and saw a nervousness in his eyes, a tentativeness in his expression. He opened the box. In it was a perfect golden circle, a ring.
"Puppy, I don't want the world to see you as my boyfriend. I want the world to know you are my partner. Is that all right with you?" Kaiba continued softly. "You don't have to answer me now, just think about it."
He picked up the ring and held it between his index finger and thumb. It was simple and beautiful, the kind of thing Kaiba would appreciate. He looked at Kaiba through the band. In the deep blue of his eyes he saw their lives stretching out in front of him. Imagined them growing old. Together.
"I don't need to think," he said shaking his head. He smiled at Kaiba. "Yes."

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