Author note: This is another naughty little something to be added to that supposed-to-be one-shot fic (My muse is soooo going to get it.). It isn’t really deep. Let’s say Joey has a bit of a problem with being neglected because Kaiba’s a workaholic. It ends nicely…if you like this sort of thing. (blush) I’m beginning to think that writing these things might become a hobby. My Muse keeps shooting me more of them!! Ack! What happened to my innocence!
Joey: The internet.
Kaiba: Yep
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugi-oh or any of its characters. I am not making any kind of money from this fic. Please don’t sue because I have nothing to begin with…except my brain, but…YOU CAN’T HAVE THAT!!
Fantasy
#1: At the office
by Maiden of the Blue Moon Everyday I watch him work. For him, work is an endless process and I always seem to be stuck watching him do it. First at school, then he runs to the office, and finally he works at home. He sleeps with his laptop more than he does with me. It’s gotten really annoying, but I wouldn’t dare interrupt. He gets cranky. When working, every moment, every thought and calculation is carried out with slow methodical care to ensure perfection. Unfortunately he doesn’t exhibit the same care with me, at least not at the moment. This new project has him completely ensnared and knowing him, it’ll be completely done three months before the deadline (I wish that I could be completely done before I go nuts!).
“Hey Joey. Are you okay? You’ve got drool running down your chin…” Mokuba muttered in puzzlement, waving a small hand in front of my face. I moved his hand.
“You’re blocking my view.” I stated blankly
“You know, staring at him won’t make him finish faster. I think you can persuade him to stop. He’ll listen to you.”
“So, you’re trying to get me to commit suicide now? And I thought you were a nice kid” I snorted. He frowned.
“No!” He protested, “Seto has to listen to you! You can persuade him in ways that I’ll never be able to!” He argued. My eyes closed halfway and I arched an eyebrow.
“What are you talking about?” I questioned, skeptically. (Just how much does this little kid know about us??)
“You know—”
“Mokuba! What time is it??” Kaiba shouted from his computer, eyes never once leaving the screen.
“Oh! It’s …it’s bedtime! HA! Ha! Gotta go!!” He laughed nervously before darting out of the room, “Oh yeah…Good night!!!” he shouted cheerfully. It’s nearly been a month of this working thing and frankly, I am very frustrated. Kaiba is always working, and I am left alone most of the time, horny and seeking self-gratification. It’s not the same!! It’s nowhere near the same! Okay Joseph calm down. Kaiba was currently knocked out at the computer desk, drooling lightly on the keyboard. I sighed and shut my eyes, slowly sinking back into an old daydream fantasy…
“There’s a special project that I need to work on.” He could say, getting up from his desk and circling around me. He moved in close. His blue eyes clouded with some unfathomable emotion.
“What project? Why the heck are you looking at me like—” He cut me off pressing me back against the desk. I fell backwards against the wood. I was completely vulnerable, pressed against his hot body and the desk, inhaling the heady scent of his cologne (his natural scent: light floral smells with something distinctly woody. He smells like the forest at springtime…)
“It’s something that I’ve been meaning to take care of for a while…” He was now leaning so far forward that I nearly had to bend over backwards to keep our bodies from touching. There was nowhere to go. I was trapped between his arms, which were stationed on either side of me, pressing firmly against the desk. He leaned closer to me, our noses brushes lightly. I could feel his body heat and my effort to keep us the few inches apart left my groin exposed. He promptly slid his thigh between mine.
“Uh….Kaiba…”
“It’s a very important project.” He said in a husky voice, his left hand shifting to allow him to trail his fingers lightly over my inner thigh. I jerked away from the touch as white hot sensations ignited my nerves. “ It’s most unfortunate that I’ve been putting it off for so long, but there were other deadlines to be met.” He almost growled. He now had our bodies pressing against each other. I had run out of room and was now pinned beneath this hot, devilish thing. “Now, the only really pressing one left is this project.” He leaned forward, brushing his lips over my collarbone. I gasped jerking away from his persistent lips in an effort to preserve my tiny bit of control. This thing is that with Kaiba involved, I really didn’t have control at all, I just would like to keep thinking I did.
“Seto…you should stop. We’re in your office. Someone could walk in!” I protested halfheartedly.
“Joey…you should know already that no distraction will stop me from completing this project. Just…relax” He cooed stroking my thigh all the way up to my buttocks. I whined, knowing that I was fighting a losing battle. His naughty hand slid underneath my shirt, caressing what stretches of skin he could reach. His thumb brushed lightly over a nipple and I let out a strangled moan. I was getting so hot.
“Uhn! Seto p-please!” I pleaded, weakly swatting the hand away. I continued to protest and he continued to tease, knowing that all of my protests were feeble and half-hearted. I was really starting not to care if he stripped me naked and fucked me right on top of all that important paperwork. I was mere millimeters from screaming at him to fuck me now, barely hanging on and he knew it. All he had to do was—“AH!” I cried. He smirked down at my flushed face, still gently grinding his knee against my crouch. I panted, letting my eyes drift to half-mast. “Y-you win…”
“I know. Now stop playing games and get up.” His tone suddenly turned serious as he jerked me upright.
I didn’t resist as he yanked down the collar of my shirt and began kissing down my jawline. I cupped the back of his head while he trailed wet kisses down my throat. A low groan came to my throat as he sucked at my pulse. His hands started to run over my body, searching out the tender places through the fabric of my clothes. I squirmed a buried my face in his hair. He released my neck and ventured forth to kiss my lips. His body was hot against mine and his grinding hips kept me slightly distracted as he removed my clothes. Once I was bare he pushed me back down on the desk and began to ravage my chest with teasing bites and licks. He traced the outline of my muscles with his lithe tongue and all that I could do was coo in approval. One of his hands slipped over my skin and ghosted across my hipbone. My hips jerked upward in response to his touch. He let his hand slide lower…lower…
“AH! SHIT!” I yelped as I woke up yet again to stained bed sheets.
I frowned down at the spreading white on the silken sheets and cursed myself. (I’m taking Mokuba’s advice… sort of.) I finally decided to put a stop to these annoying wet dreams. I got up and went to his office after waking up alone for the umpteenth time. It was Saturday and I thought that this would be the perfect surprise on his lunch break. But that secretary of his presented a problem.
“I’m sorry, but Mr. Kaiba isn’t accepting any visitors right now. He’s preparing for a meeting with some more important people.” She said in an annoyingly nasal voice. (Who the hell could be more important than me???)
“But I’ve got somethin’ important to talk to him about! Can’t you let me in for just ten minutes?”
“No. He has only twenty minutes to prepare and he hates interruptions.” She replied snappishly. (Ain’t that the truth.)
“But I really need to speak to him!!”
“And I really need a pay raise.” She droned, “Please just wait in the lobby until he’s finished.” (Okay she’s a bitch. I need a new strategy. Hmmm…)
“B-but it might be too late by then!” I whined pitifully.
“What might be too late.” She said leaning forward (Typical woman, always eager for gossip)
“His puppy* it’s really sick and…and the vet says…he says that he’s not gonna make it!!” I wailed, “That poor little guy. He doesn’t deserve to die without at least seeing Kaiba again once. I really need to talk to Kaiba.” I said in a teary voice. She looked concerned.
“Oh… dear. Well go right in hon.”
I darted in excited by my triumph only to find that he was still in the shower. I considered waiting to grab him as soon as he walked out but I heard several voices at the door. The most convenient hiding place was under Kaiba-boy’s desk. I crawled under and laid low, listening as the secretary argued with the people outside.
“I’m sorry but Mr. Kaiba has a visitor already and you’re early. Please wait in the lobby.”
“You don’t know who you’re talking to do you? We work for the big five. So you’d better let us in!” some man snapped. (Oh just great. Just frickin’ great)
Without any other inhibitions they barged in and started prowling around the office. I could hear them wandering around and I got nervous when one of them sat in Kaiba’s desk. The bastard was talking about how one day that desk and everything in this office would be his one day. (Fat chance! Kaiba would never let you have me!…or his company.) I really wanted to bite him and maybe kill the others…after torture of course. I could hear them touching things that weren’t theirs, but Kaiba chose to come out at that moment.
“What the hell?? Who let you in my office?” he snapped. I could picture the hot steam rising off his damp golden skin. (Oh shit! I’m drooling again!) “And what are you doing in my desk???”
“M-Mr. Kaiba! We have a meeting scheduled with you!!” The guy sitting at the desk yelped, jumping up.
“Yeah. In fourteen minutes and fifty five seconds!! GET OUT!!!” (Ahhh…so assertive)
“But sir—”
“I’m standing here butt ass naked wrapped in a towel!! Do I look anywhere near ready for a meeting????????? GET OUT OF MY OFFICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” (Oooo. He’s so forceful.)
“Mr. Kaiba!! Such language is completely unnecessary!! I’d advise you to sit down and listen to what we have to say!!” Commanded some woman. (She sounds bitchy. Just who does she think she’s talking to??)
“As I recall this is my office not yours. I don’t care if your father is one of the big five; neither you nor him can tell me what to do.” Came Seto’s icy voice. There was a long pause.
“Terribly sorry Mr. Kaiba. I forgot my place. It’s just that we’re pressed for time…” She suddenly turned sweet.
“Why?” Seto asked skeptically. He plopped down in his desk, sitting with his legs wide open. (ooo lala… Nice view…)
“Well…the big five saw that the testing of project Alpha was going well and decided to announce a new release date…for March 20th.” Someone said. I scooted up to Kaiba’s legs and prepared to make mischief.
“What! That’s barely a month from now!! Who told you that you could change the release date??? There’s still at least forty more tests to be performed!!” He silenced suddenly as I trailed a single finger along his bare inner thigh. He peeked under the desk and nudged me back with his foot.
“Well, sir. If we can get the product to our foreign consumer’s sooner then we’ll have money to manufacture Delta 160.” Said someone. I licked his knee in slow swirling patterns. He flinched and huffed.
“I-I already told you that I don’t want that death machine to be made in my factories!! This company doesn’t support the military!!” (aha! His voice is getting shaky)
“Sir…the other nations will pay billions—” I wormed my way closer and took a long gratifying taste of his crouch. His erection jumped to life. (Bingo!!)
“NO!” He snarled as my mischievous mouth trailed wet kisses along the groove connecting his thigh and his groin. (I think that was directed at me more so than them.)
“Mr. Kaiba!”
“NO! I want the release date back where it was!!”
I took his momentary distraction as opportunity to remove that pesky towel and bury y face between his legs. The people in his office were still trying to argue with him but I had rendered him silent. I could feel his body temperature rising. He lowered a shaky, sweaty hand and half-heartedly tried to push me away. He was completely at my mercy. If he made too much of a fuss we’d be found out. I flicked my tongue over his goods and tried not to giggle as a shudder ran through him. Most of the conversation was lost to me as I pulled his legs apart and took his rapidly swelling erection into my mouth. As I sucked the entire length at my leisure he whined pitifully.
“Mr. Kaiba …are you alright?”
“You look flushed.” The woman asked. He gasped a response while I toyed with his nuts in my mouth.
For me the world consisted of three things: darkness, myself and the lower half of Seto’s body. I traced my way around his nuts with my tongue, laving it over each one before taking them both into my mouth and sucking gently. I withdrew, holding his length lightly in my hand while I tickled its tip with my tongue. Seto growled and wiggled in his seat. I held his hips in place and traced patterns down to the base of his shaft. I adjusted the suction of my mouth to provide maximum friction and moved my head over his manhood at a snail’s pace. He groaned in frustration
“Mr. Kaiba! Mr. Kaiba! He doesn’t look so good.” The voices were getting too close for comfort
“He has a fever. Look at him. He’s sweating all over.” Apparently all that chatter pulled him out of my spell.
“We should call a doctor!”
“NO! No. Really I’m FINE! Ahhhh! Shit!!” He wailed suddenly as I scraped my teeth down his entire length.”
“Sir. We’re taking you to the hospital.” They were pulling the chair away from the desk. (Oh no! What’s gonna happen to me??? I’ll be exposed!!) Fortunately the door opened and Mokuba walked in, sounding angry.
“Seto! I thought you’d be here! You should be at home! The doctor said you’re still contagious!!!!” He exclaimed (Seto isn’t sick…)
“Con-contagious??” Came the woman’s frightened voice. “Well…um…this is… I’m-terribly-sorry-Mr.-Kaiba-but-this-meeting-has-really-come-at-a-bad-time-for-me-due-to-some-personal-problems-I’m-afraid-that-we’ll-have-to-reschedule-for-a-later-date-good-bye!” She said in one breath, zooming out the room with the rest of her corporate bastards in tow.
“Okay. I’m going to the movies. I hope you two are done by the time Episode Four goes off. Have fun!” The sneaky little kid chimed and darted out the door.
As soon as the door was closed, Kaiba snatched me from my hiding place. I shifted uneasily under his deadly glare. I grinned at him innocently. After a while he let me go and I breathed a sigh of relief. It was a little too soon. He slapped me across my cheek. I glared at him and he looked angrily back at me.
“Why’d ya—?”
“Do you have any idea what you’ve done?? You could have very well jeopardized my position as a businessman!” He snapped. (Oh ho! Just a minute ago you couldn’t control yourself. Now you’re pissed off! Ingrate!!)
“Well dat doesn’t give ya the right ta haul off and slap me!! I was tryin’ ta surprise ya on yeh lunch break. How was I supposed ta know dat you’d be havin’ a meetin’. As a matter of fact, you should have been eatin’!” I argued my temper was flaring dangerously. I glared at him. After a while he sighed.
“Look I appreciate the thought but this was completely unauthorized. I have work to do. If it’s not too much to ask, would you close the door?” he said nonchalantly as he picked up the phone and pushed a button on the speed dial. I was so pissed.
“You know what? I’m sick and tired of you and your work! I understand that it pays the bills and puts food on the table but this has gone too far!! Your deadline’s months away and you’re in the final stages of productions, but you’re still glued to your computer screen all day everyday! You complain that what I did jeopardizes your career but what you’re doing is jeopardizing us!” I yelled. He blinked at me and hung up the phone.
“Us? There is no us. There is only a mutual agreement to enable you to pay back your debt quickly. I never really wanted to do this in the first place!!”
“Then why did you do it???”
“I didn’t want you to feel like you owed me. It seems that I made a mistake in assuming that you’d understand that. Obviously being Daddy’s little whore has made you delusional. Do you think of all of your regular clients as boyfriends?” He retorted scathingly as he turned toward the window. “The only reason that I allowed this relationship to develop in the first place was to keep you from stooping to something stupid to pay me back!” He finished glaring at me over his shoulder. That really, really hurt. I couldn’t look at him and just stared at the floor. I was trying to keep it together. I forced my face to be blank.
“Do you think…do you really think that I’m incapable of an intelligent thought Kaiba? I could find a way to pay ya back without selling my body. It would take me a while but I could do it!” I said finally, looking up at him. My voice was cracking and my eyes started to burn. “I know you don’t know this but you’re the only reason that I didn’t kill myself, the only reason that I didn’t go crazy from all those bastards shoving themselves up my ass. You were my saving grace! I figured that if you could go from a bad situation to a good one, then I could too!” I said with conviction. By now I was trembling so I shut my eyes.
“It was all that I could do to stay myself. I would close my eyes and pretend it was you instead, kissing me, touching me, making me feel special. All those fantasies…That’s why I agreed to this because…this is what I wanted. I wanted to be like this with you.” I sighed quietly, slowly opening my eyes. Kaiba looked at me quietly. For a while he said nothing but simply stared at me. He slid a hand along the underside of his desk and picked up the receiver to the phone again, dialing. I waited, hoping for some sign while he whispered angrily into the receiver. (Fine Kaiba. That’s just fine. I guess being daddy’s little whore did make me delusional because it seems that you can hurt me…) “Since you’re so busy, I’ll just go home. Sorry I cause so much trouble” I muttered and grabbed the doorknob. I twisted it but it wouldn’t budge.
“Why won’t it open??” I growled frustrated.
“Because. I locked it.” Came a deep voice right by my ear. I jerked and looked behind me, or I tried too. He was so close to me, I was afraid to move.
“Seto…I don’t want to do this right now…”
“This isn’t about you” He growled against my neck. I wanted to fall into his touch but what he said earlier gnawed at me.
“Seto stop.” I jerked away from him. He persisted, wrapping his arms around my waist. twisting myself free of his grasp. I turned around
“Look Seto. We both know that you don’t want me so let’s not force it okay?” I snapped at him and tried to turn away again. He grabbed my shoulders and slammed me against the door so that I faced him.
“Shut up Wheeler.” He groaned and leaned forward to kiss me. I was shocked as smooth lips slid over mine. The hands that had held my shoulders slid down to clasp around my wrists and brought them up to rest on either side of my head. He slanted his lips across mine and teased my lips with his tongue. Finally nudging them apart he slid his tongue in and began to trace along the line of my teeth, moving inward slightly as he caressed over every detail of my mouth. I was torn between letting myself melt into him and pulling away. I found my previous anger and distress ease away as he very carefully tapped the tip of my tongue with his. It was as if he was asking permission to continue.
I stroked the underside of his tongue with mine and he released my wrists, choosing, instead, to clasp his hands behind my head. I whimpered as I was drawn forcibly closer to him, but gave no protest as he devoured my mouth. I wrapped my arms around his neck and thrust my hips upward against his. He gave a groan and I took that momentary distraction to gain dominance in the kiss. I plundered his mouth, mapping every groove and crevice, until he came to his senses and then I had to battle for dominance. Finally we broke the kiss, panting and red-faced.
I gazed into his blue eyes, letting my hands slide over his bare skin. He drew me into another kiss. I was completely lost to those lips as they seared my skin, tracing over my cheeks, against my jaw line, and down my neck. I gasped brokenly as Seto began to lap at my collarbone. He grazed his teeth over that tender hollow between it and my neck and I arched against him, encouraging him to go further. He grabbed my shirt and tugged it roughly over my head. My hands slid down the arch of his spine teasing the sensitive spots between his shoulder blades and at the small of his back. He contented himself to nuzzle at my chest, stroking my nipples with his talented tongue. He bit down on one and I shrieked joyfully at the abuse (Yes. I’m a bit of a masochist). He trailed his hot wet tongue down my abdomen, flicking at my navel. He stopped just above the waistband of my pants (Yes…lower…).
He disappointed me by pressing the whole of his body against me and sliding up my body. The delicious friction was welcome as was the tender kisses that followed. He drank from my mouth as if it contained the sweetest candy. I groaned against his mouth. My knees were turning into jelly as electric shockwaves shot up my spine with every touch. He hooked his elbows under my knees and picked me up, pressing me hard against the door with his chest. He let me slide down his hips until our groins were brushing lightly. I squawked at the sudden jolt. He lapped patterns over the side of my face to nibble on my earlobe. I in turn was covering his necks with little red bite marks. He positioned his hands on my hips and made a slow grinding motion with his hips. I huffed and let out a yelp at the pleasant surprise.
“Ahhhh! Uhn! SETO!” I shouted, throwing my head back against the wooden door. He chuckled and did it again. My legs clasped around his hips as he continued grinding against me in an agonizingly slow rhythm. It felt so good. It was like lightening arching up my back and down to there. My hands tensed on his back and I leaned my head against his shoulder, gasping and moaning tremulously with each thrust of his hips. He pulled my hips hard against his and ground fiercely against my manhood. Each circular rotation got me hotter and hotter, bringing me ever closer to the edge. Suddenly my brain woke up.
“S-seto! We…we have to-to….Take off my pants…uh…ah…Seto…I’m gonna…I’m gonna AH! Oh god! Seto please! I’m gonna AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! SHIT!” I moaned as my body convulsed and spilled my cream all over the front of my pants. Seto chuckled against my neck. He was still rock hard. “You’re so evil Seto…”
“I know.” He smirked, yanking me away from the door. He began kissing me again, his mouth hot against mine. I found myself pressed against his desk this time, while he skillfully undid my pants and tossed them across the room. He twirled me around then grabbed my hips and pulled me against him so that my buttocks was against his big …hard… I pushed myself back against him, rolling my butt around. His hips jerked forward in response and I felt him purr in satisfaction. He pushed me forward so that I was leaning against the desk over the paperwork regarding project Delta 160.
I felt him nudging my thighs apart and trembled in anticipation. He ran his tongue over the planes of my back, while his hands tickled over my chest. They slid down over my hips and tensed slightly. He gave no warning whatsoever. He just plunged into me with no announcement, no preamble, nothing. I screamed, not from pain but from pure shock. A wave of pleasure shot to my groin and I doubled over the desk, spilling myself all over project Delta 160. (oops) Seto kissed my shoulders and nibbled at my neck, chuckling against my skin.
“Naughty puppy.”
I whined in response as he started a slow pounding rhythm that sent me rocking back and forth against the desk, my manhood thumping against the wood. I was unsure of whether to grind against the surface in front of me or against hot hard rod pounding against my prostate. I fell limp against the wood, moaning erratically. Seto, reached forward to toy with my goodies and I eagerly ground myself against his fingers. As I lost myself in pleasure he increased his tempo and tightened his grip around me. After a few more of his well placed thrusts, I came and he followed shortly after.
Both of us fell limply off the desk and onto the floor, panting for breath. I turned to face him. He licked my lips and nuzzled against my neck.
“That was nice…” he said quietly
“What?”
“I said that was nice. You can come to my office whenever you want, okay.” He replied softly. I knew that that was as close to an apology as I would get but it works. I was a bit curious though. If he was angry then why did he change up all of a sudden? He seemed to read my mind.
“I didn’t want to force you into anything you didn’t want, so I tried to keep it as impersonal as possible.” He muttered. I blinked. (So. He thought that I wouldn’t want him. Silly Seto.) I smiled inwardly. “Let’s go get Mokuba.” It was already ten o’clock. We dressed and left his office. I leaned tiredly on Seto’s arm to keep from falling over. The secretary was asleep at her desk. Seto picked up a huge manual off her desk and slammed it down loudly. “Why are you here?”
“Wha?? Oh. Well you told me not to leave until you leave Mr. Kaiba.” She replied hastily. She looked at me. “Is she alright sir?” (She???)
“Yeah she’ll be fine. Good work Marilynn, expect a ten percent raise.”
“Really sir! Thank you so much sir! Have a nice night!!!” She chimed excitedly.
“Why’d she think I was a girl???” I snapped
“You’re at that awkward stage where you look kind of feminine. You being so underweight doesn’t help it either. And whenever we have sex, your voice becomes painfully high-pitched.” He said dryly. I glared at him but he didn’t even glance at me.
“I like it though…” He finished. “By the way, I cleared my schedule for next week. I hope you don’t mind me infringing on your time. Do you?”
“Oh no. We can work on making all my fantasies a reality.” I said sweetly, nuzzling his cheek.
“You two do know that the movie ended over three hours ago and it’s raining outside!!!” Mokuba shouted at us from the elevator, dripping puddles of water everywhere. He scowled at me. “Joey. You know I won’t help you anymore if the two of you decide to just forget about me.” He growled as we entered the elevator.
“Sorry…” I giggled.
A/N: Hi!! It’s me the author. How are ya? Goood? Good!! Okay that little statement that Joey makes about Seto’s puppy being sick has a * by it because he’s actually referring to himself. I hope you guys enjoyed this last naughty installment. I don’t think that this series of lemons will end anytime soon because my Muse is evil . So there’ll be more…I just don’t know how many. I’m also posting my very first fanfiction for your approval. It’s an Inuyasha fic called The Reform of a Demon’s heart. It focuses mainly on Sessho-maru and Naraku’s slow change from their usual unapproachable selves to more normal type people thanks to some original characters. Yah! Read and Review and I’ll make more for you! Mew