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Birthday bone	By : akuchan Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3321 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-Birthday bone
- 2-Chapter 2
- 1
- 2
Title: Birthday bone. 2/2
Author: Akuchan
Rating: N/C 17
Pairing(s): SxJ
Beta: Daisey (Your help on this has been a Godsend)
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I never have and never will own Yugioh
Summary: Jounouchi deals with the fallout following a disastrous incident
at the birthday party his friends had thrown for him.

Freed from
detention, Jounouchi walked the near-empty corridors to his locker. His hangover was long gone, and he was
feeling much better. He had had phys-ed
last period and, as luck would have it, it was the one class in which he was a
favorite of the teacher. A well-timed
groan and a hand to his stomach had gotten him dismissed from class without even having to ask, and, with the teacher�s blessing, he had hit the showers.
As the steaming, hot
water had washed
away the last of his aches and pains, Jounouchi�s hand had automatically
drifted to his semi-erect penis; the other had begun to trace a path across his chest, heading for a nipple. This time he�d imagined that Kaiba was pressed up behind him, the brunet�s hard
cock digging into his rear. He�d pictured that it was his hands that
were making him feel so good and that it was his tongue that was producing the
moisture on his neck. Jounouchi had been on the brink of becoming fully aroused
when someone had called
out his name. It had been just loud enough to reach him over the
sound of the running water. The second
time the voice had called
out to him, it had been closer
and he�d recognized
who it was. He�d automatically turned his back toward
the door and had dropped
his hands to his side as he yelled out, �I�m in the shower, Honda.�

�Coach just
wanted me to check on you, make sure you�re all right.� Honda had said from just outside the shower area. He snorted and then said, �I didn�t bother
telling him that the only thing ailing you was a litre and a half of wine and a
bruised ego.�

�Thanks, bud,�
Jounouchi let the jab slide without comment, he was just relieved that Honda
hadn�t barged in and caught him with his hand wrapped around his cock. He then added, �I�m all right Honda; just tell him I�m going to the nurse�s room when I�m finished here.�

�Will do,
Jounouchi. Say, are you going to Yugi�s
when you�re done with your detention, this afternoon?� He had asked from the other side of the door.

�Nah, I don�t
think so Honda. I think I�m
just going to go home and sleep. I�ll
catch up with you later, Okay?� Jounouchi wasn�t sure if
he was amused or hurt that his friend couldn�t even look at him naked now, which was kind of strange considering he was the
gay one, and not the
other way around. Unless, of course, Honda had just assumed, quite rightly, that the blond was doing
something he shouldn�t have been doing.

�Later, Jou,� Honda said, sounding slightly
relieved as he returned to the gymnasium.

After that, Jounouchi had finished washing up in
ice-cold water, gotten
out of the shower, dried off and then put his uniform back on. He had then headed for the nurses office for a short nap, and
then on to his date with his homeroom teacher. All he wanted to do now was go home to take care of the ache
that had been between his legs all day long.
His father was on the afternoon shift so the house would be quiet. He reached his locker, opened it, dumped his
books inside and then grabbed his coat.
He had done his homework in
detention, so he was free to go home and indulge in his fantasies all night
long, if he so desired. He truly was
pathetic.

As he headed
for the exit, the fantasy he would use to get off was forming in his mind and
he just hoped that his hard on would not grow to painful proportions before he
got home. His imagination was cooking
up a lusty alternative as
to how he would have liked his come-on to Kaiba to turn out, but he didn�t want
to be so worked up that, when he finally ~was~ able to
indulge, he blew his
load straight away. He was startled out
of his thoughts when his walking wet dream grabbed him by the arm and propelled
him backwards down the empty hallway.

�Mutt, we have to talk,� Kaiba growled as he pulled Jounouchi
into a darkened classroom, shut the door, and locked it.

�Kaiba, I know what this is about, and I swear
I didn�t mean to...� his words died on his lips when Kaiba slammed him up
against the door. His arms were pinned
to his side and the dull ache between his legs was now a throbbing
erection. This was the beginning to
fantasy number 23 (yes he numbered his Kaiba fantasies; the birthday one that was forming in
his mind was number 30).

�You were a
very bad dog last night,� he accused in
the blonde�s ear.

�Okay, he�s still in denial,� Jounouchi thought to himself. �Maybe he�s going to kick the crap out me and be done with it.�
Jounouchi yelped in surprise when Kaiba clamped his teeth down on his
earlobe, and then ran
his tongue soothingly over the tender flesh.

�You were
drunk, Mutt. How is your hangover by
the way?� He asked as he
began a path of small bites along Jou�s throat.

�Um,
gone? Ah Kaiba, what�re you
doing?� He knew that Kaiba was nibbling
on his throat; he just
couldn�t believe it.

Kaiba ignored
that question, answering
him instead with
a simple yes.

�Kaiba, you�re
not making any sense;
yes� yes, what?�

�Your questions from last night: Have I figured it out? Yes. Do I know why you fight with me? Yes.�
A feral grin took over the brunet�s face with the last question. �Do I want to
do you like a dog? What do you think,
Mutt?� Kaiba asked as he continued to explore the blonde�s
throat.

What did he
think? He couldn�t
think; who ~could~ when Kaiba had him slammed up against the door, making a meal of
his neck, and basically admitting that he wanted to do him doggie style. �Yeah� then� why� so� brutal?� Jounouchi managed to say between
moans.

�You needed to
be scolded." Kaiba said between
bites and licks.

Under normal
circumstances, Jounouchi
would have had a fit in an effort to hide the effect those words had on him,
but here and now, he just
melted into Kaiba. The brunet had
loosened the grip on Jounouchi�s arms and had begun to divest him of his school uniform jacket. Kaiba�s hands slid under the white t-shirt,
caressing his rapidly heating skin. �Oh
God Kaiba.� A growl was ripped from
Jou�s throat as clumsy fingers undid the buttons on Kaiba�s jacket and
shirt. Once that normally simple feat
was accomplished, his hands explored the planes of the chest that he had spent months fantasizing
about. Now that it was a reality, and
not knowing if he would ever have this opportunity again, he wanted to commit
every inch of that stunning chest to memory.

Kaiba�s mouth
trailed away from Jou�s neck and found his mouth. His tongue pushed past the barely parted lips, staking his
claim. Pressed up against the door with
Kaiba�s thigh rubbing enticingly against his groin, there was nothing Jounouchi
could do, nothing he ~wanted~ to do more than to submit totally to the brunet.
As Kaiba�s tongue plundered, Jou was busy stripping him of his jacket,
and pushing his white shirt off his shoulders so that it hung limply from the
waistband of his pants.

Kaiba tore his
mouth from Jounouchi�s, leaving the blond breathless, and again attacked his
neck. A hand cupped his groin and Kaiba
half-whispered, half-growled, �I hope you were serious last night Mutt; if not, leave now.�

Jou ran his
fingers across Kaiba�s naked chest and answered with a husky chuckle, �And they call me stupid. You try to end this now, Kaiba, and I swear to God, I won�t be
responsible for my actions.� To make
his point, he thrust
up into the hand that was cupping him, grabbed a fistful of cinnamon hair and, pulling Kaiba�s head back, proceeded to kiss
him as forcefully as ~he~ had just been kissed.
Satisfied that Kaiba understood, Jou pulled away and locked his lust
filled eyes on equally hungry blue ones and said, �You better have some lube
with you, Moneybags.�

�Don�t worry, Mutt; I won�t hurt you.� An
evil smirk pulled at his lips. �Any more than
you want, anyways.� Jounouchi was
amazed that such a simple statement could have his cock swelling to painful new
heights, but he
didn�t have time to really think about it as Kaiba grasped the waistband of his
pants and pulled him to the teacher�s desk.
Kaiba�s abrupt stop brought Jounouchi crashing into him and only by
instinctively snapping his head back did he prevent a smashing of skulls.

Kaiba�s arm
wrapped around Jounouchi�s waist to steady him and a hand slapped over his
mouth, stopped the impending tirade from spilling from it. �Don�t start yapping, Mutt, unless you want someone coming
in here.�

The blonde�s eyes
flashed fire, but instead of trying to argue with him, he pulled one of Kaiba�s
fingers into his mouth, his teeth scraping against it whilst his tongue wrapped
around it. He worked Kaiba�s finger
like he had his cock in his many fantasies.
As Jounouchi slid Kaiba�s finger between his plump lips, Kaiba rubbed
his arousal against the blonde�s thigh. Groaning now and again to show his appreciation for the
talented tongue work, he slowly moved behind the blond. Then, without warning, he pulled his finger out of Jounouchi�s mouth and shoved him
forward. A pencil holder and calendar
hit the floor as Jounouchi�s arms flailed out to save his face from smashing
onto the desk�s surface.

�Bastard; you want to give me a bloody
nose?� Jounouchi yelled at the brunet
over his shoulder. Though he was
startled by Kaiba�s manhandling, he wasn�t upset by it� �Stimulated�, would be a better choice
of words. Desiring to feel Kaiba�s
mouth on his once again, he tried to flip onto his back but was pinned to the
desk by the brunet.

�I�m sorry,� he whispered into Jounouchi�s ear as
he contained the struggling blond.

�You don�t
sound sorry...� fingers that had slipped under his t-shirt and had found their
way to one nipple, were now lightly teasing it. �...Asshole,� he purred. Kaiba was
letting Jounouchi support their upper body weight as his other hand was now
torturing the neglected nipple. His
lips were kissing a trail down his neck, and he was grinding his hard on into
Jounouchi�s clothed,
tight ass. The light whimpers coming from
the blond turned into a
long guttural moan when the fingers
tenderly caressing his nipples began to pinch and twist, and the mouth that was
softly assaulting his throat bit sharply into the juncture where his neck met
his shoulder and then began to suck hungrily.
Jounouchi shuddered involuntarily, and his cock strained painfully
against its cloth prison.

Kaiba�s hands had left the
blonde�s chest and had settled at the waistband of
his pants. �Want these off.� He said gruffly, tugging at the button, making it pop off, and pulling the zipper apart without
any regard as to whether or not Jounouchi would be able to refasten his pants
when they were done. Kaiba pulled
Jounouchi�s pants and boxers down over his hips and let them bunch at his
ankles. Not giving him any room- or time-
to take them off completely, he pulled Jounouchi�s white t-shirt up his
torso. When the shirt could slide no
further due to shoulders, he grasped Jounouchi around the waist, raised him
slightly from the desk and proceeded to pull his shirt over his head and then
pushed the blond back down.

Kaiba�s hands
roamed possessively over the pale skin of Jounouchi�s ass. �Gorgeous� his voice was heavy with his
desire. �Mine� he said, as he leaned
over and placed a light kiss in the center of the left cheek. The moment of tenderness was over before it
even registered in Jounouchi�s mind, and Kaiba was once again assaulting his body with tongue and
teeth.

�Oh god Kaiba,� Jou moaned out as the other�s tongue
traced a trail up his spine from his ass.
Kaiba didn�t just lick; he tasted every inch of the blonde�s heated
skin, savoring the musky
smell of sex radiating from him. In short, he was making Jounouchi�s wildest birthday wishes come true. He bit into Jounouchi�s back and, true to his word, inflicted just enough pain to send the
blonde�s pleasure sensors straight into the stratosphere. Jou was grinding his cock wildly into the
desk�s surface, trying to
relieve some of the pressure that had built up without actually exploding. The result of that grinding motion was his
cheeks rubbing against Kaiba�s erection, eliciting some very pleasured groans
from the brunet. By this time, he was once again feasting on
Jounouchi�s neck, and one
hand had found its way into soft golden tresses and was gently running fingers
through the silky strands.

Jounouchi
purred and nuzzled his head into Kaiba�s hand, enjoying the sensation that he
knew wouldn�t last long. At least, he hoped wouldn�t, and rewarded Kaiba
with another moan ripped from his throat when the brunet tugged hard on the
silken strands, forcing his head back and tonguing the outer shell of his ear
before he growled into it �on your knees, bitch�.

Jounouchi
almost came on the spot with the realization that Kaiba understood his desires
better than he had first thought. He ~got~ that Jounouchi wanted him unrelenting, unromantic, and more of a
bastard than he usually was. However, he had no more time to think about it as
Kaiba, impatient with Jounouchi�s lack of response to his order, pulled his
hair again and smacked him on the ass.
�I said on your knees.�

Struggling not to blow his
load right then and there, Jounouchi tossed Kaiba a glare over his
shoulder. Trying not to appear too
willing as he did as he was told, he kicked his shoes and pants off as he
crawled onto the desk.

�Good boy,� Kaiba said. He ran his hands down either side of Jou�s torso, and slid them around to the front to
fondle his balls in one hand and torture the head of his penis with the tips of
his fingers of the other. The pre-cum
that was pooling in copious amounts was soon spread over the whole length of Jou�s cock.
Kaiba�s hand slid over the pulsating veins of Jounouchi�s shaft,
squeezing and pulling in all right places as the blond bucked wildly into the
brunet�s hand.

�Oh fuck
Kaiba, oh damn, I�m gonna cum��

�No Mutt,
you�re not.� He pulled his hand away
from Jounouchi�s cock and, with the other, squeezed the base of his balls, denying the blond the release
that he so desperately craved. �Not
until I�m inside you, you won�t.�

�Asshole.� It was the only thing Jounouchi could mutter
while he tried to regain some semblance of control over his pre-orgasmic
body. He leaned forward onto his elbows
and took deep breaths as he tried to deal with the throbbing between his
legs. He was half tempted to take
matters into his own hands, but the promise of Kaiba�s cock inside him was
enough to stave him off for the moment.
He was in such a daze that he almost missed the fact that Kaiba was
poking at his entrance, unprepared. Jou
hadn�t even been aware that Kaiba had removed his pants, never mind that he had
gotten up on the desk.

�Fuck off Moneybags, don�t
even try it,� he growled in warning.

His only
answer was a low, lusty
chuckle and the disappointing loss of Kaiba�s presence when he hopped off and walked away from the desk. Jounouchi whipped his head around, half expecting to see his wet dream
walking out the door; instead he was met with the somewhat disappointing view
of Kaiba�s completely covered ass as he bent over to retrieve a tube of lube
from his coat pocket. As Kaiba walked
back to the desk, Jounouchi focused on the penis sticking out from the boxers that had been pulled down just
far enough to allow it freedom.
Jounouchi�s eyes grew wide and anger bubbled up inside of him when he
saw just what
that bastard had intended to stick into him without prepping him. He was about to ream the asshole out, but Kaiba stood in front of
him, grabbed him at the back of his head and pulled him into an upright
position. �You�re lucky you were paying
attention, Mutt,� he said,
and then proceeded to kiss the blond senseless.

Jounouchi�s
outburst was lost in the depths of Kaiba�s mouth and he just gave up to the
sensations rocking his body. His
erection was rubbing against Kaiba's stomach, and Kaiba's was poking into his
thigh, the sensations sending a whole new round of shock waves through
him. And, when
Kaiba's kiss became even more forceful, the sensations grew stronger as Jou
imagined the brunet's penis thrusting into his ass much in the same way that
his tongue was thrusting into his mouth.
When the kiss
ended, Jou opened his eyes and was shocked to the core by what he saw reflected
in Kaiba�s. He had half expected to see
some level of contempt, considering what had just been
prevented. But what
was present was a burning desire even more intense than the two episodes
that he had witnessed
earlier in the day, if that was even possible, and something else that was not
loathing. What, the blond was too
far-gone in his lust to contemplate; all he understood was that Kaiba wanted him, and wanted to please
him. It was driven home once again,
that, despite the
roughness, there was
no malice intended. He was only doing what
Jounouchi wanted him to do. Knowing
that allowed the blond to give the CEO a gift of his own.

�Fuck
me.� He lowered his eyes and bowed his
head in submission. �Master.�

�Oh, you slut,� Kaiba groaned, savagely attacking Jounouchi�s mouth again and then pulling away just as quickly to move around behind him.

�Down.� It was the only warning he got before Kaiba
pulled him back and then knocked him down onto the desk. Seconds later he felt a cold blob of lube
land on the crack of his ass. He pressed
his upper body down onto the desk, raising his butt up, allowing Kaiba better
access. One finger was slid in with
little difficulty and stretched the tightness, making room for a second.
As the two fingers widened his passage, Jounouchi was mildly surprised at how gentle Kaiba was
being. The two fingers would press down
gently and then scissor out, and then move a little further in, repeating the same process
over again until he was just millimeters from the blonde�s prostate. At the same time, Kaiba�s other hand was lightly
fondling his balls, driving him insane.
Fingers just out of reach of his prostate, barely there attention to his
sac, the asshole wasn�t being gentle, he was deliberately torturing him. �Well enough of that� Jounouchi thought to
himself as he tried
to force Kaiba�s fingers deeper into him.
A tremor rocked his body as long, slender fingers brushed against his prostate, but only once, because they were pulled back, just out
of reach of what Jounouchi sought. The
teasing hand at his testicles was removed and came down hard on his left
cheek. �Not until I say so; you got that Mutt?�

His only
answer was a strangled whine from Jounouchi as he repeated his thrusting motion
back. This time, Kaiba was prepared, and the blond was left
completely empty when the other�s fingers were removed and placed teasingly over his hole.

�Asshole!� Jounouchi screamed in frustration, as he bucked his ass up into Kaiba�s hand.

�Keep it down,
Mutt; and calling
me names isn�t going to get you what you want.� Kaiba�s tightly controlled
words were the only sign belying how close he was to becoming unglued
himself. He gripped Jounouchi�s hips
with both hands, pulled him closer to the edge of the desk, and rubbed his cock
over the crevice of the blonde�s rear, using the remnants of the lube he had dumped there earlier to
coat himself.

As Kaiba teased him, Jounouchi was fighting a losing
battle. On his knees the way he was, he
couldn�t relieve any of the pressure in his cock by rubbing it against the
desk, or against Kaiba, and he knew damn well that if he tried to touch
himself, the shit-head would stop him.
And now, oh damn, now Kaiba was rubbing his hard cock against his balls. It was too much for Jounouchi and any last
remnants of pride were tossed aside as he begged, �Oh God Kaiba, fuck me.�

Kaiba leaned
over so that his chest was pressed against the blonde�s back and he could
whisper in his ear. �Fuck you, what?�

�Please? Please fuck me, Kaiba, please,� the blond begged.

�Um, no, Mutt; nice as that sounds, no.� A hand came up from the desk and roamed
across the heated flesh of Jounouchi�s stomach. �Come now, you already said it once.� Kaiba was breathless and almost pleading himself as he rimmed the
shell of Jounouchi�s ear.

Jou�s cock
was in a painful state of arousal and that bastard was still playing
games? Well so could he. He knew what the other one wanted, no, ~needed~ to hear almost as much as he needed Kaiba�s cock, and he was not about to give in so easily. �Asshole? Fuck me asshole?�
The hand that was rubbing his stomach slid up and twisted a nipple. �Ow, oh, mmm.�

�Very funny,
no.� He continued to torture
Jounouchi�s chest while his erection rubbed against Jounouchi�s sac. �Let me give you a hint, bad dog.�

The minute part of him that still wanted to tease Kaiba was
overridden by the desire that demanded to be sated� NOW. �Master, fuck me, masterrrrrrrr��

He barely got
the words out before Kaiba pushed him forward a bit, crawled up onto the desk,
and slammed his cock in to the hilt. In
sharp contrast to everything else that had happened, he rubbed the small of
Jounouchi�s back in small soothing circles while the blond adjusted to the
sudden intrusion. Slowly, Jounouchi began to rock himself back
onto Kaiba�s cock, his movements
becoming more insistent and his breathing more labored.

�More, Master, need more!� he cried out, to which Kaiba responded by grasping
Jounouchi�s hips and driving into him full-throttle. The blond sank
down to his forearms, his fingers curled around the desk�s edge to support him
as he pushed his butt back to meet Kaiba thrust for thrust. Never one to be quiet, Jounouchi was beyond
caring that they may get caught, and was vocalizing his pleasure to the world.
Inarticulate moaning, peppered with a few �fuck yes�s� and �more, harder�,
streamed out of his mouth as Kaiba plowed relentlessly into his prostate. Kaiba�s �shut up Mutt� lost all meaning
when he roared out his own string of pleasured profanities.

His cock,
purple and weeping,
needed no stimulation other than a few stabs to that most sensitive bundle of
nerves deep inside of him. Jounouchi
screamed out in agonized pleasure and his ass muscles gripped Kaiba�s cock
tighter as he spilled his seed onto the desk below him. With one last vicious thrust Kaiba emptied
himself into the blond.

Jounouchi
collapsed boneless onto the desk below him, barely aware that his cooling
release was now a sticky mess on his stomach.
He didn�t care; Kaiba was laying half on top of him and was gently
stroking his hip and nuzzling his face into his hair.
He whispered something that Jounouchi didn�t hear, because he had almost
fallen asleep. He only came out of his
daze when the heat from Kaiba�s body was replaced by cold, cruel, empty air. The brunet had raised himself off the desk
and Jounouchi could hear the sound of pants being zipped up.

�Better hurry
and get yourself cleaned up, Mutt. And
don�t forget to wipe off the desk.�

He didn�t need
to look to know that Kaiba was walking out the door as he spoke. Jounouchi wasn�t surprised that the he was
leaving now that they were done. He
wasn�t even bothered by it; he hadn�t expected, nor did want a lifetime commitment from
Kaiba. �But a lift home might have been
nice,� he mumbled out to the empty room as he
got off the desk, wincing at the sharp pain in his backside. Not bothering to wipe off, he put on his
pants, did up the zipper, and then cleaned up the mess they had made. �Stupid asshole could have at least stayed
to help,� Jounouchi thought to himself.

A few minutes
later when the teacher�s desk was wiped down with some tissue and the
belongings put back in place, he finished dressing, gathered up his things and
left the room without looking behind him.
He was thankful that he didn�t have any classes in this room. He didn�t think that he would be able to
ever walk past it without blushing, never mind having to actually sit in it and
pay attention to the teacher all the while remembering what had happened on that desk.

He might have
been depressed if he thought that this was all there would be. Though he couldn�t see a longtime
relationship with Kaiba, he certainly saw a hot sordid affair. This was not over, not by a long shot. What
they had may never �be official� and they may never do dinner and drinks, but
this was far from being finished. He
had at least thirty fantasy scenarios to go through and he now knew that Kaiba
was as horny for him as
he was for the billionaire. He figured
he could get jumped from behind at any time, pulled into a janitor�s closet, or
even thrown across a desk again, or, whatever.
Or, Kaiba might find him waiting in his limo one day after school, or
under his desk at the office. Jounouchi
supposed it would be a long time if ever, before he actually landed in Kaiba�s
bed. He would warm a hotel�s bed
perhaps, but not the one in Kaiba�s house.
He didn�t have a problem with that.

As he limped
his way down the hallway leading to the exit, he relived the past, what was
it? Twenty minutes? Yeah only twenty minutes, and he had the
fodder for many hours of fantasy ahead of him.
In fact, he was
going to go home and relive the experience again, albeit all by himself, but
what the hell. He could live with it;
he knew that he and Kaiba would hook up again, he just didn�t know when.

It would be a lot sooner
than he would even dare to hope for.
Jounouchi entered the vestibule where he and Kaiba had shared their
second electric gaze that day, and as he walked
through it, his attention was riveted to the spot where he had been
standing. He was thinking about how
much things had changed since then, and so, when he pushed open the door, he was truly surprised to find Kaiba leaning casually against his
red Ferrari, looking every inch the sex-god that he was.

�Mutt, I was
about to go looking for you; thought you might still be napping on the desk. Get in.�
He motioned to the passenger�s side as he reached behind him to open the
driver�s side door.

�And here I
thought ya had loved me and left me, when you were just being a gentleman and
getting the car,� Jounouchi
joked as he sauntered towards the car, a 1000-watt smile lighting his face.

Kaiba scowled
at that remark, and for a second Jounouchi wondered if he had been just a tad
too honest. �Get in,
Mutt. I guess I�ll have to feed you and
then I want you on your back, and in my bed.
Your limp tomorrow is going to be ten times worse than it is right now,�
he said with a feral grin that set Jounouchi�s groin aflame once more.

Okay, so he had been wrong on more than one
count today, and in this case he was happy to be. He was in the car in two seconds flat and, as soon as
he was settled, Jounouchi
turned to look at Kaiba. He finally had
the opportunity to ask the question he had been meaning to all day. �So why were you at Yugi's last night?�

Kaiba didn't answer him; instead he reached over and hit the play button on the
CD-player.

Jounouchi
didn�t think the question was an unreasonable one, and was a bit put off that
Kaiba was avoiding the answer. He
stewed for a few moments and then realized that the song was an English one. It took Jounouchi a moment or two more to
recognize it, and understand the lyrics.
When the meaning of them finally did register with Jou, he looked to Kaiba
with a raised eyebrow.

"It's why I was at Yugi's last night." The brunet replied to the
unasked question with a
shit-eating grin that only Jounouchi would ever be privileged to see.

The car resonated with Jounouchi's lusty laughter as it
peeled away from the school. The song blaring from the speakers was not
the classical music that Jounouchi knew the brunet preferred, or even a sappy
romantic ballad, but one more fitting their relationship.

Giving the dog a bone�

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Birthday bone