Adult-FanFiction.org : Yu-Gi-OH

If It Takes Forever, I Will Find You	By : Rroselavy Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4396 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1
- 2
- 3
Title: If It Takes Forever, I Will Find You (1/6)
Author: Rroselavy
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Seto/Jou
Beta: Akuchan
Final Word count: 2985 (4347 total)
Spoilers: None, AU
Disclaimer: I do not own or profit from Yu-gi-oh!
Summary: It has been almost a year to the day since Kaiba Seto last saw his lover Jounouchi Katsuya. At the realization that Jou may be gone for good, Kaiba sets off on a cruise vacation to begin the healing process.
Chapter 1: Depart
"There is a time for departure even when there's no certain place to go."
-- Tennessee Williams
It had started out innocently enough.
Kaiba Seto had sent an email to his lover Jounouchi Katsuya. It wasn't anything important really, he'd been working far too hard on a rather unimportant deal, and knew his beloved was feeling more than a little neglected. So he'd sent a love note, a little nothing, just to let Jou know that he was thinking of him. Just as the CEO was about to leave the office for the day, he checked his email one last time and noticed his message had bounced. The text of the warning message explained that the mailbox joukat@kaibacorp.com had exceeded quota.
"Damned dog." Kaiba muttered to himself. He still had a habit of calling Jounouchi after the animal he so much resembled in Kaiba's mind, even though the brunet knew how much it annoyed his lover. Or perhaps it was because it annoyed Jou so much, and he was just so much more attractive and far more fuckable with a fire in his eyes and a flush in his cheeks-a combination that Kaiba found to be tantalizingly irresistible. He sighed as he gathered his belongings and made a mental note to remind Jou to do some housekeeping on his email account.
He came home to an empty house. Mokuba was still abroad, having spent the bulk of his summer vacation in Paris, brushing up on his French and gaining a better appreciation of the fine arts. Lately it had become more common than not, and the CEO wondered idly exactly how his lover was occupying his time. He'd assumed that Jou still spent the bulk of his free time with his friends, but on more than one occasion in Jou's absence Yugi had called the house looking for him. Once, after both Yugi and Honda had called looking for Jou, upon his return home, Kaiba had asked his beloved where he'd been. Jou had simply replied, "Out walking. I needed to clear my head." The fact that Kaiba did not catch him in a lie relieved the brunet, and he had pressed the blond no further. He also did not question the gulf that had developed recently between them. It had been nearly a year since Jou had moved into his mansion and bed, and the blond still grew surly whenever he felt Kaiba neglected their relationship. Instead, the CEO had made elaborate plans for a surprise vacation to coincide with their first anniversary, one where they would be able to reacquaint and recommit themselves to each other. They just needed to weather another week of negotiations and business dinners and they would be free to spend three weeks immersed in the nightlife and culture of New York City. The trip would also serve to reunite Jou with his sister Shizuka, who'd moved there with her mother after their parents' divorce. He knew that the extended time spent together in the one place in the world Jou most wanted to visit would heal any rift that had developed between them due to the CEO's commitment to the management of Kaiba Corp. and its board of directors.
The effect that his workaholic tendencies had on his relationship with Jounouchi was not lost on Kaiba. But his habits were deeply ingrained and sometimes the effort to change his ways seemed overwhelming. Often they would lie in bed together discussing different strategies to maintain their close and loving relationship. It seemed that just communication alone made a difference; it helped Jou to understand the forces that drove Kaiba to strive for excellence and Kaiba in turn to understand his beloved's need for attention and boundless quantities of affection.
He dialed Jou's cell, only to be put through to his voicemail. Kaiba shook his head in mock exasperation, wondering why in the hell Jounouchi bothered to carry a cell phone if he never turned it on. He made his way to their bedroom and changed from his business suit into an oversized black T-shirt and a pair of royal blue silk lounging pajamas. He turned on the Jacuzzi in the master bathroom thinking how lovely it would be for he and Jou to share a relaxing dip before eating a late supper. Tonight would be the only free night for Kaiba for the next several days, and he planned to make the most of it. Remembering Jou's full inbox, the brunet sat down at the laptop in the bedroom, logged on as admin, and set about the task of deleting any trashed messages that his lover had inadvertently left on the server. Curiously, Jou's trash file was empty; it was his inbox that had exceeded quota. That was very odd as Kaiba knew for a fact that Jou had checked his mail this morning-he'd seen him at the computer on his way out the door, typing away furiously, composing an email to his sister.
He was loath to pry into his lover's personal mail, but what he was seeing just didn't make sense to the brunet. Somehow Jou's inbox had received over one hundred megabytes of data. Kaiba knew this as he himself had set Jou's mailbox quota to that ridiculous amount because Shizuka often sent him virtual rolls of digital images of scenes she took around her home in New York City. Kaiba chuckled; she must have emailed her brother dozens of high-resolution images. "Baka," he muttered, having little patience for another's ignorance of email netiquette, even when the other in question was his beloved's adored sister. He would just download them to the hard drive and let Jou know what he'd done, and ask him to politely remind his sister that there were better ways to share her images.
He opened the inbox and was shocked to see that the last three emails Jou received were from ~his~ email address; and each had a sizeable attachment. His first thought was that he was looking at some brand new virus--for though Kaiba Corp.'s security was unparalleled, even the diligence of his security experts was sometimes not enough when devious hackers targeted Kaiba Corp. A closer inspection however revealed that the attachments were not executables, they were movie files.
At this point, his curiosity far outweighed any conscious warnings being set off that he was about to breach his lover's trust; he had to find out what was going on. He rationalized that someone had spoofed his own email address, and in that act had subsequently involved him. He did the unthinkable--he clicked on the attachment to view its contents. The movie opened with a close-up of Jou's eyes. There was something about the expression in them that caused the hair on the back of Kaiba's neck to stand up. They were open wide and had a feral quality, like that of an animal that had been cornered. The camera panned out revealing his beloved's entire face; Jou's mouth was being held open by some kind of gag. He was stripped naked and kneeling on his hands and knees. Kaiba's jaw dropped in shock but he was unable to stop himself from watching the scene unfolding on the screen.
The camera cut to a close-up of Jou's profile as a hardened cock was slowly thrust in and out of his defenseless mouth. Two hands were buried in Jou's silken locks, holding his head immobile. The camera panned out to show that Jou's hands and ankles had been cuffed and the cuffs then fastened to rings protruding from the base of a raised platform. As he was being fucked harder and harder in the mouth, another cock appeared in the frame at his ass; Jou's back arched as he was roughly entered from behind.
"Oh gods you little slut--you are so fucking tight!" Kaiba heard a voice that had been digitized to disguise its owner. "I'll bet you're enjoying every second of this. Does your master, Kaiba Seto treat you this well?"
Jou was being pounded mercilessly from both ends now and Kaiba watched as Jou's own semi-erect sex was fondled and coaxed into full hardness. The same hand then grabbed his hardened shaft roughly and began to jerk him off in rhythm to the cock that was pistoning in and out of his ass. Kaiba could not help but feel the stirrings of his own erection while at the same time a sense that something was horribly wrong began to take hold in his mind.
The camera cut several times between the action that was happening at Jou's mouth, at his rear end and at his own erection, artfully speeding up the length of eat cut, culminating with shots of Jou's face being covered with cum, his own seed arching out of his cock, and ending with his second partner spurting his semen across Jou's back. A hand then slapped him hard on the ass and that same voice said, "What an obedient little dog you are. I can see why he's so possessive of you." Jou's arms and legs gave out then, and the movie ended as he collapsed in a heap, still helplessly bound.
Kaiba could not believe what he'd just seen on the screen, and as if to verify its reality, he clicked on the movie attached to the second email. A cold film of sweat broke out over his body as the next movie loaded.
It opened with a shot of his lover's naked torso that panned out to reveal Jou kneeling on a bed. His pants were undone and had been pulled down to his knees along with his boxers. His arms were stretched above his head and attached by manacles on his wrists to either end of a long bar that was suspended from the ceiling. A black mask covered his eyes, essentially blinding him. A man, fully aroused and naked except for a leather mask disguising his appearance climbed on the bed behind him, and wrapped a hand around his flaccid penis and began to stroke and pull at it, intent on teasing it into an erection.
"Stop it!" Jou hissed through clenched teeth. Kaiba could hear the strain in his beloved's voice and his cock twitched unpleasantly. He felt dirty that he'd been aroused by the other movie, because the longer he watched, the more certain he was that Jou was not a willing participant in what he was seeing. His lover had been raped in the first movie, and as he watched the event of this one unfold, cold fury gripped the brunet. Whoever was responsible for this would regret the day they'd ever crossed paths with Jounouchi Katsuya. By the time that Kaiba was done with them, they would be lucky if they were alive.
"Did I say you could speak?" That same digitized voice from the earlier movie asked. "There's two ways you can have it. As pleasure--" he continued to stroke Jou gently and his free hand slid over Jou's chest and lightly teased a nipple, "or pain." He grabbed Jou's balls roughly and began to squeeze them while simultaneously twisting his nipple away from his body. Kaiba felt a sympathetic twinge of pain in his own balls and nausea swept over him as Jou struggled vainly to escape from what the brunet could only imagine was excruciating pain.
Unmoved by the obvious pain he was inflicting, Jou's captor continued "So tell me, which will it be?" He gave one last squeeze with each hand before releasing the gasping blond.
"P-pleasure!" Jou managed to spit out, which was met by derisive laughter.
"Just like the cheap whore you are. But by the time I'm done with you, you will have forgotten that bastard of a lover's name."
The masked man continued his ministrations on Jounouchi's cock, while his other hand caressed his captive's chest and traveled further up to trace Jou's lips. "Lick them, get them nice and wet," he crooned as he forced his fingers into Jou's mouth. As Kaiba watched his lover comply, once again he found himself becoming aroused--watching Jou's hot mouth working over those fingers, he was reminded of the way that soft pink tongue would slide in between his own fingers-he closed his eyes briefly at the sensation. He was brought back to the present by a harsh grunt-he opened his eyes to his beloved's grimacing face, as he and the bar his upper body was suspended from was being pushed forward; the masked man was spreading Jou's legs further apart.
The camera cut to a new angle, and Kaiba was now watching those saliva-slicked fingers sliding in and out of his lover's puckered entrance, as Jou struggled to maintain his balance. The camera panned back to bring into frame the bar Jou was bound to. It was swinging back and forth erratically, pulling his upper body along with it.
Jou arched his back against the intrusive fingers, but the force at which they were being thrust inside him propelled him forward each time, which caused him instinctively to try to regain his balance. It was a losing battle and after several minutes, his body sweating profusely from the exertion, Jou ceased his struggles, allowing those fingers to fuck him with impunity.
"I told you, you would like it that way, but I'm going to like ~this~ even more." The disembodied voice continued. Kaiba watched in horror as he pulled his fingers out of Jou's passage and rubbed what appeared to be lubricant over his entire hand and wrist then clenched his hand into a fist and pushed it in its entirety back into the blond. Kaiba gasped in unison with his lover's agonized scream, and felt the sting of tears in his eyes, as he watched his lover's body contort and twist against the new intrusion until his tormenter's free hand snaked around and grabbed his shaft.
The camera cut back to face Jou as a sob escaped his lips. Despite the torture, his sex was engorged, and the hand that had captured it was now working feverishly on it to bring him to orgasm.
"That's right, show your lover what a dirty whore you are. Show the mighty Kaiba Seto what a cheap slut you are."
"No!" Jou managed, but his body had betrayed him, long ropes of cum spurted from his cock even as his denial escaped his lips. At completion, he swooned and hung limply from the bar. The anonymous man released Jou from his grasp and repositioned himself so that his now-weeping cock could take Jou.
Two hands gripped the listless blond by his hips, steadying him against the erratic thrusts of his captor's shaft pounding into him at a frenzied pace. "Gods you are so loose I could drive a truck through your hole!" The other man gasped and with one final thrust he grunted and pulled out of the semi-conscious blond, and the movie ended focused on Jou's inert body swaying gently in concert with the suspended bar.
Kaiba sat stunned for several minutes. Over and over the images of his lover being raped played out in his mind. Each scene remembered served to stoke his cold rage further. He would destroy whoever had done this to Jounouchi, and everyone that scumbag had ever cared about. There would be no escaping the firestorm of the brunet's wrath, by the time he was through, there would be nothing left to remind the world that the man and his accomplices had ever existed.
He needed to see this to completion. Kaiba clicked on the third movie. Once again he was presented with the image of his naked lover. Again Jou was on his knees, his hands bound behind his back at the wrist and at the elbow. Kaiba watched as his lover was forced to give head to two cocks at the same time. Each man guided his swollen member into Jou's mouth with one hand, and held his head immobile with the other. Slowly, in unison the cocks began to fuck Jounouchi's mouth.
"I told you he had a big mouth." That now familiar voice boasted. "Tell me that this isn't putting it to good use."
Kaiba watched as one of the cocks pulsed in orgasm, flooding Jounouchi's mouth with cum. The other was withdrawn, and Jou was pushed roughly forward. His face connected with the floor in a sickening thud. Without any preparation the still erect penis was slammed into the blond's prone body to its hilt. Jou's back arched against it, and two hands reached out and grabbed his shoulders, pulling his head off the floor. A grunt escaped him as whoever held him began to frantically hammer into his sweet tunnel.
Kaiba heard a noise from behind his back, and turned in surprise to see the shocked face of his lover peering at the laptop screen. All color had drained from Jou, and he was visibly shaking. The rage that had been building within Kaiba spilled over into his words as he growled ferociously at his beloved "Explain this to me, Katsuya."
They were both frozen for several moments; the only sound in the room the impassioned grunts coming from the movie still running on the laptop. Kaiba watched as tears began to stream from Jounouchi's eyes, he saw that he could barely stand he was shaking so hard.
"Tell me, Katsuya." Kaiba said, his voice murderously flat.
Instead, Jounouchi turned and fled the room. Kaiba gave chase, but by the time he made it to the mansion's front door, his lover was nowhere to be seen. The brunet had no clue as to the direction Jou may have headed. He trudged up the stairs, back to their bedroom that now felt soiled from the images he'd witnessed on the screen. He watched as the last movie ended on a close-up of his lover's sobbing face, eyes hidden by the fringe of his beautiful blond hair.
- 1
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

If It Takes Forever, I Will Find You