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Secrets Not To Be Told	By : Shiroma Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4204 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-The Unknown Rape
- 2-The Wanted Abuse
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Secrets
By Shiroma
I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
Seto POV
I�ve been holding a secret for the two years. I�m rather ashamed of the truth, what is really going on in my relationship. Only with those corporate enemies can I be the big bad CEO, but when I am with Jounouchi, my puppy, I dream of being the perfect boyfriend.
Understand that it is a dream, it is impossible with what turns him on, but I guess in an odd way, I�m what he wants. Sometimes, I question our relationships, to the lower levels of who is the abused and who is the abuser. His father had hurt him most of his life, just as my stepfather has done to me, but unlike me who has gotten over it and despises it, it�s a second skin to him. He desires to have it, so I give him what he desires. He could careless for flowers and chocolate, he�d rather have me leave rings around his wrist, to scare him, to make him know I own him.
I do believe that you are thinking just like most people, that I am the abuser. I don�t want to hurt him, he asks me to hurt him. He has asked me to hit him, and when I refuse, he starts a fight with me that has me hitting him. So, to avoid pain on my own, I go to many lengths to do just as he wants. He likes to be pinned down; it sends shivers down his spine to know I own every part of him, that I�m his jealous boyfriend.
I remember how all of this started, to think our relationship had started in such a way. Back then, we argued, he had been the only person who could ruffle my feathers. Around the summer, when everybody (except Jounouchi, from lack of money) was at summer camp, the mutt would come around my place with the excuse �I wanna see Mokie�. I originally thought that had been it, but the days I was home, he�d spend the most time with me. After awhile, I started to believe that he also was seeking company around his own age group. Truth was, he was nice to speak with. We didn�t talk about Kaiba Corp, or school. He didn�t bug me on my grades, or on being world best (didn�t mention Yugi, which I was thankful for). The two of us talked about everything besides that (mostly our family background).
The Brooklyn accent he used was not a phony; he had lived in New York until the sour age of ten when his father was sent to Japan. Domino was a pain to him, it being the cause of his parents to break up. America gave his father time off, the needed time for his parents to keep their relationship going, but Japan failed to help that. Both parents had grown further apart until there was no more.
Soon, I became aware of the abuse that Jounouchi suffered at home. When he was beat and such, with all his strength, he�d come to me, in seek of company. Hurt and comfort I guessed, but each time we met, we had sex. It wasn�t �passionate�, it was the complete opposite. He wanted me to take him hard, to pin him down � I was more than happy to do such.
As our relationship began to work, I pulled him out of his father�s home to give him the perfect relationship. I wanted to be his savior, his lover. But, as soon as he was away from his father, our sex life was not the same. He was often not in the mood. In that time, I read articles, books, and recommendations to replace the spark back into the sex life. Everything thing I did failed. He didn�t like the chance of being caught, he didn�t like dirty sex, it wasn�t working.
After awhile, I began to seek another chance to get him in the mood for our sex again. We laid in bed, in each other�s arms, as I whispered in his ear. Nothing made sense to me any more, I was a genius, but I could not tell what was happening to us. I couldn�t get rid of him, he was my love, I�d die before saying our relationship wasn�t working out (that�d be too much like his past). His lips were moving, uncertainly, before he sat up, staring down at me, and I had the feeling he was going to throw our relationship away.
�Kaiba,� that was it, he never called me that any more, and he always loved using nicknames, �I think I know why our relationship isn�t working�� He whispered.
�Please,� I placed a finger on his lips, silencing him from words I didn�t want to here, �don�t speak like that.� I couldn�t meet his eyes as I stared down upon my blanket.
�I ain�t dumping ya, Kaiba, so let me talk.� He smiled playfully, and I stared up mutely as I held him close once more, satisfied with those words. �I jus� feel that the spark in missing. The abuse is missing. I swore to myself, I was not using you for comfort, but every time I left my dad�s house, I was hard and ready for you. Then, you would take me, as if I were a mere hooker, and I�d get harder, and the sex was wonderful.� He was blushing red, a cute color for his skin, if I do say so myself. �I want that again, Kaiba.�
�What do you want, puppy? To go back home to your father?� I asked, harshly. There was love in my tone, but I was angry that he would even think of returning home.
He shook his head silently, playing with his lips. �No, I want you to do that to me. I want pain�Kaiba. The flowers and sweet kisses are a nice gesture, but I don�t want what everybody else craves, I want what only the cruel Kaiba can give me.� Jounouchi was staring at me with those big eyes, and my anger was rising. I didn�t want him calling me Kaiba, or cruel. He was my love one, only they could see the true side of me � the sweet side that is. �Don�t hold back, Kaiba. Be your old self. Like when we swung them punches at school, you turned me on so much I would jump you.�
What little sanity I had left shot out the window as I took in what he said. Long ago, I had promised myself to never do anything that Gozaburo did to me, but those eyes were staring at me in sincerity, he wanted to be abused. For all my intelligence, I didn�t know what to do. I always wanted to make him happy, and Ra, it looked the only way to make him happy was to do the thing I said I could never do.
Lifting my hand, I placed all my strength into one blow, backhanding him off my bed. It stung, probably more for me, then to him. He pulled himself off the floor, a hand falling to his cheek with a grin. A sadistic bastard was what I had fallen in love with. I pulled myself out of bed, quickly turning my face from the emphatic look to one of a cold hearted bastard as I grasped his hair, pulling him up to look into my face. �This is what you want, puppy?� I asked him. He nodded, his cheek red from where I slapped him, eyes falling closed from the pain my yank was bringing. Yet, though all this, I could tell he was hardening.
Taking in a deep breath, I tried making another step to our love life, trusting his arms above him and held him down as my free hand grasped his upper thigh. Almost carelessly, I sat on his leg, placing all my weight to pin it down as I stretched his thigh painfully away from covering himself, and he cried out. Deep down I didn�t want to do this, but I wasn�t going to drop our chances together, he was mine.
Jounouchi threw his head back as I pressed my finger into his entrance, lowering my face down towards his. �You like not knowing what�s going to happen, isn�t it, puppy? This is the only way you�ll ever want to stay with me, and the only way I can be the best boyfriend, is to punish you like some whore.� Jounouchi was hardening at my words, my finger pressed into his entrance, giving me the satisfaction to see him cry out in pleasure. In return to being hurt, he wanted my comfort, plain and simple. Well, until someone would find out about us. He no longer looked lost to my passionate touches as I leaned down towards his mouth and attacked his lips with my own. My once chaste kiss no longer there, but a vicious claim to the reaches of his mouth, marking it as mine as I tasted his own velvet reaches.
This was doing a number on myself, I admit, my dick was constrained inside my pants as I stretched his small entrance with two of my fingers before slipping in my third. No mater how much he wanted pain, I could never give it to him with my entrance � it would be to much on my heart to watch him cry on my shoulder due to hard entrance. Almost like a cry from an angel, he lifts his hips to feel the pleasure my fingers on his prostate again.
I remove my fingers from his entrance, and applied lotion to his hand, placing it near my erection. �Prepare me, mutt.� I say harshly, and he whimpers, but it�s not in fear, but in great pleasure to what is the near future. His hand wraps around my cock, slicking the cold substance across me, and I was unable to hold a moan as he leans towards my tip, applying lotion to that as well. With a slap to his wrist, I give him reason to pull away as I position myself against his entrance. �Ready?� I whisper in his ear.
He nods, a soft cry escaping his lips as I push all the way into him, then put my lips on his to cover up whatever escaped his mouth. His stretch legs wrap around my hips, pushing me further into him until I can�t go in any further, and he cries out. Pulling my hips out, I immediately slam back into the warmth of his body, and he cries out again. �Jounouchi,� I touch his face, and he stares at me with great lust.
�I love you, Seto,� He whispered, equaling his trusts back towards me as I slammed into his prostate many times. His inner muscles squeeze around me, his body tensing, and I know he is coming. Grasping his cock between our bodies, I rub his balls, watching his head fall back, lips paling considerably. He�s at the pinnacle of passion, and I can tell as his body completely tenses in a freeze, and he came between us. The weeks of lust no longer haunted either of us for he had solved our dilemma. He�s my smart puppy. I jet my hips back into him, and with a startled moan, I washed his abused entrance with my sperm, before pulling out and staring down at him with a grin.
�Is that what my puppy needed?� I whisper in his ear, and he shudders, pulling me close.
�Abuse me like this, Seto.� His voice was hoarse, like it normally was after our passion � not mattering if he screams or doesn�t. �I want to be dominated. Love to feel helpless.� Those words are what I never thought he�d ever say, the puppy that didn�t let anyone hurt him, had asked me to.

That was how all of this started. Now, I sit under the Sakura tree, Jou in my arms dressed to cover bruises I had given him. I swore I didn�t want to lose him, ever. If beating him was the only way I could ever keep him, so be it. I was going to beat him, show my love, and then shower him with comfort sex. Our odd relationship.
If asked by the police why I�m hitting the ones I love, it�s not domestic abuse. It�s a kinky side of him that I want to fulfill because no one else could ever understand. The people around us, we all have secrets, maybe not like mine, but we have our own problems. Maybe one day we we�ll tell, but today, we only suffer.
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