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Pressure	By : StarlitKoneko Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2076 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Uke!Seto warning. don't like? don't read. kthx.

Seto wasn't at school the next day, and that was most certainly notokay. I didn't even go to the bathroom before lunch. When the bell tolled and my classmates took off to get in line, Yuugi noticed that I was trailing behind and encouraged the others to go on without us.

"What're you doin, Yuuge?" I regarded him sternly. He winced against my tone then nodded slightly in the way he does when the spirit of the puzzle talks to him.

"I'm worried about you, Jounouchi," he said plainly. "I let it go yesterday, but now you're acting strange again today and I can't…"

I sighed heavily and interrupted him, "this isn't something you can help with, Yuugi."

His long, black ears hung low. I felt a pang of something that wasn't quite guilt and tried to hide my smirk. He looked up hopefully, one ear rising against its own weight. "Can't I try?"

"No," I said firmly, then scooped him up with an arm under his legs the way one might carry a child. In response, he wrapped his arms loosely around my neck. It was another of our private-moment occurrences that had never felt abnormal, but something about his innocent smile made me blush this time.

"Jounouchi," he said concernedly, pressing the back of one hand to my forehead, "are you feeling sick?"

Another pang; this one was guilt. He might be small and sweet but even Yuugi wasn't thatinnocent.

"Yeah," I resisted the urge to say lovesick, "I think I might be coming down with something."

Yuugi nodded decidedly, "I think you should get something to eat."

I laughed as genuinely as I could and set him down on the floor, then we went to the lunchroom together.

At the end of the day, Yuugi approached me before I could take off again. I caught sight of him as I was changing back into street shoes and he hung his head submissively.

"I guess you can't hang out again today, either, huh?"

I grinned and tousled his hair with a little more vigor than before. "No can do, buddy. I promise we'll do something together soon, though."

If you still want to be friends, that is.

Yuugi sensed the underlying worry, I could tell, but must have figured he'd done enough prying as of late. He nodded firmly and gave a semi-forced smile. "I'll hold you to that, you know."

I closed one eye and gave him a thumbs-up before breaking into a jog again.

I was normally greeted with a smile in private but, that day, Seto was less than thrilled to see me.

"You shouldn't show up here unannounced," he warned. "I gave you that phone for a reason."

I shook my head, keeping a stern gaze, "I didn't want you to tell me I couldn't come."

"Jounou…" he started; I felt my tail bristle. Since he'd started using my given name, he only called me by my surname when he was mad at me.

Firmly, I interrupted. "We need to talk."

One ear cocked to the side carelessly while the other was listening to something in the background. "I'm working," he started to close the door on me. "It can wait."

Angrily, I stepped forward enough to block the doorframe and stare him down. His ears bent back sharply and he began to speak but Mokuba suddenly appeared behind him.

"Seto!" the smaller, raven-haired Kaiba chirped. He was waving some papers in the air and handed them to his big brother, "the workers printed out the schematics for the… oh, hi, Katsu-nii."

I gave the boy a weak smile and gestured toward our shared love. Mokuba nodded slowly, backed away, but could not stop his black tail from swishing interestedly. When he was out of sight, Seto looked to me, his blue eyes holding a cold stare that was not as icy as it'd once been.

"Come back tonight," he said slowly, glancing at the papers in his hand. He reconsidered, "I'll call you."

Though dejected, I knew there was no changing his mind. After being shut out I leaned back against the door, staring at the distant sky above. It was nice enough to enjoy the walk back, but that didn't make it any more inviting. Still, I shoved off the door and began my stroll.

The sun had lowered in the sky enough to rob its pale blue hues of their luster and turn them into something dull that signaled the approaching night. I hadn't gone home, the walk would have been too far just to turn around and go back; instead I went to one of the parks that skirted town. As I sat on a bench and plopped my briefcase in my lap, I debated trying to do some homework. There was a slight breeze, nothing strong enough to take my papers away from me, but I found it difficult to concentrate. I looked up at the sound of voices that stood out from the others and saw a couple sit down on another bench across the field. They looked only a little older than me. They had some kind of frozen treat in their hands and occasionally shared with each other between laughs. My tail waved listlessly and I felt a sad smile cross my lips as I realized there was more to keeping my relationship private than just lying to my friends… it was almost like we were lying to ourselves.

I leaned back in the bench and closed my eyes. I don't think I fell asleep, but I definitely strayed from consciousness and couldn't say how much time had passed before my cellphone woke me up.

"Seto?" I answered without thinking, putting my effort into not sounding sleepy. There was a long pause.

"Jounouchi?" the timid reply came at last, and all at once I was awake.

"Yuuge? What're you callin' me for?"

He swallowed hard and when he spoke his voice was still small, "I was… worried."

The last word was practically a whisper, but I caught it. I sighed, "Didn't I tell you not to do that?"

There was a sound like he'd brushed on the speaker. "Where are you?"

I tensed up and took the offensive, "where are you, Yuugi?"

"I'm sorry," he said quickly, forcefully, "I went to see you at your house after you left, I just couldn't shake that feeling I had! But then your dad answered and said you hadn't come home yet…" he slowed to a quiet tremble, "he said if you knew what was good for you, you wouldn't bother coming home at all."

A breeze rolled by and I heard that brushing sound on Yuugi's end again. He was still outside. "So, then what? You went looking for me? By yourself?"

He took in a sharp breath. I think he wanted to snap at me for insinuating that he shouldn't be alone, but he must have thought better of it. "Yes, Jounouchi. I'm looking for you, so please, tell me where you are."

I checked my watch. It had been over two hours since I'd last spoken to Seto. "You should go home, pal. I'm fine where I am, and I've got somewhere else to be soon so I won't even be here by the time you would."

"Where are you going?" he all but demanded. Having heard the worry he was trying to mask, I couldn't get mad at him. He was walking now, I could hear that too. "Where are you now? I might be close to you."

"I'm in town," I said sharply. "If you've come that far from home, Yuugi, I'm going to be the one worrying about you."

His footsteps stopped and he sighed. "I'm not, Jounouchi. I looked everywhere between your place and mine before I called you. I'm not that f-" my phone beeped, "home."

"Just a sec, bud," I checked the caller-ID; it was Seto, so I switched lines. "Hey."

"Hi," it was so automatic that it sounded silly. I suppressed a laugh. "I'm coming to get you now."

"I'm not home," I said quickly then explained my location. He either wasn't surprised or didn't want to be on the phone.

"Stay there, pup. Be there soon."

"Seto?"

"Yeah, pup?"

"I love you."

"Love you too, Katsuya."

Even though it had been brief, my chest felt lighter and I couldn't stop smiling. I switched back to the other line and forgot to mask my voice, "still there, Yuuge?"

"Y…yeah," he started, then said rather suspiciously, "you sound happier."

"I told you not to worry, didn't I?"

He sighed. "Are you going to have a roof over your head tonight?"

"If all goes well," I spoke more to myself than to him.

"And if it doesn't?"

"Look, Yuugi, I know you're just looking out for me but you really need to trust me," I lectured more harshly than I'd intended. I smiled and added softly, "If I end up needing somewhere to go, I'll come to you."

I could just imagine his long ears lifting hopefully. "You promise?"

I nodded even though he couldn't see it. "I promise."

A thoughtful pause, but his voice at least held traces of a smile. "Okay, I won't bother you again."

"Not tonight, anyway?" I teased. I thought of him blushing and had an involuntary bodily reaction.

"Not tonight," he trailed off. I thought he was dreading saying goodbye, but there was apparently one more question on his tongue. "Jounouchi, when you answered the phone…"

I jumped and did my best not to stammer, "m-my ride's here, Yuuge. Gotta go!"

I heard him call the first syllable of my name as I hung up, but that conversation couldn't take place over the phone. It just couldn't.

Seto arrived less than five minutes later, but they were five painfully long minutes. My heart pounded every time I heard a sound that even remotely resembled my ringtone, and my head swam with a variety of emotion. As soon as I saw the car park, I jumped up and approached it. Seto was driving himself and had opted for something a little less flashy than his limos, but it was unmistakably a vehicle that no one else in town would own. I crawled into the passenger seat quickly then we were out of the parking space and heading back to the mansion.

"Aren't you cold, mutt?" he taunted, briefly observing that I hadn't changed.

"Not really," I said. It had gotten chilly when the sun lowered but I hadn't noticed a response in my temperature. He made a short sound akin to a laugh.

"Suit yourself," then, distastefully, "that uniform's filthy. When was the last time you washed it?"

I thought of my dream and blushed, suddenly thankful for the waning light. I looked out the window silently then my phone went off in my pocket. It was just a text message so I took it out but before I could read it or even see who it was from, Seto snatched it from my hand and turned it off.

"You won't be needing that tonight," he decided, dropping it in the compartment between the seats. The corner of his mouth lifted into a smirk as he added, "you probably won't need that uniform either."

When we got to the mansion I reached for my phone but he grabbed my wrist and wagged the other finger in a demeaning, preventative way. He leaned across the seats, kissed me briefly, then backed out of the car and called for me to follow. I glanced at the compartment once more before sighing and doing as he wished.

Walking in from the garage always threw me off as it led to an unimpressive hallway before entering one of the mansion's smaller wings. Still, even thatrivaled the size of my dad's whole apartment (I call it his even though someone else must be paying our rent for us to have continued living there) and it always made me feel trivial. Knowing the halls we now walked made up basically the ass-end of the whole house brought me jealously & shame.

Seto stretched an arm across my back and grasped my waist affectionately. When I looked up, he wasn't even looking at me, but I think he somehow knew the way being here made me feel. I didn't bother asking why he was still with me, that question had never been given a definitive answer. Instead, I asked one I hadn't in a while.

"Seto, what's it like being rich?"

His eyebrows rose quickly and he showed signs of amusement. "It's nice, for the most part."

I knew what those lesser parts were as well as I knew he was lying through his teeth. I glanced up and down the surprisingly bare walls which suddenly disappeared as we crossed into the living room where I'd tended to his illness some time ago. I realized then, feeling stupid for not having noticed before, how utterly empty the whole place felt. I looked at him curiously, "you're not going broke any time soon, right? Why don't you buy more stuff?"

His expression said I'd confused him. "Why should I spend money that can be saved for something else?"

"I'm not saying to blow it all senselessly…" my thought train was interrupted as he pushed me down on the couch rather forcefully and began to crawl over me. My eyes must have widened in shock. "S-seto?"

Nimble fingers worked quickly to unbutton the white shirt which lay exposed beneath my improperly fastened school jacket. "Let's get you out of these rotten clothes, why don't we?"

I fidgeted beneath him while looking around for something to grab onto. Meanwhile, I tried to talk sense into him, "S-soon, Seto! W-we can do this later!"

He darted forward and nipped at my neck, breathing huskily into my ear, "I want to do it now."

I held back a moan, pressed my hands against his chest forcefully as I could, but managed only to jolt him back a bit. He'd been weak the last time I'd resisted him but he was at full strength now and even seemed driven by something more. "S-seto," I pleaded, "stop!"

He growled quite angrily but finally complied. My shirt was completely undone, save the last button, and my lower body was not completely unaffected by his advance. His cat ears laid back in annoyance and his eyes scanned me irately, silently demanding the reason why I'd interrupted him.

I couldn't blame it on Mokuba; even a very horny Seto wouldn't risk exposing his little brother to that. I couldn't say I didn't want it; that could easily be disproven. I decided to take the submissive-partner approach. "I don't want to do it here."

Seto huffed but looked around, swishing his tail as though he was considering it. He stepped neatly off me and stood beside the couch, holding a hand out for me to take. "You're right. You deserve better."

I blushed and took his hand; his long fingers curled around my wrist and he pulled me to him possessively. His other hand rose to my head and he grazed his fingertips around the base of my ear. My body shuddered and he smirked, satisfied with the response, then he headed for the stairs which would take us to the second floor.

At risk of killing his mood, I spoke up, "Seto, I don't have a place to stay tonight."

"I figured as much," he replied evenly and without hesitation. I waited for more but it didn't come.

When we reached the master bedroom at last, he pulled on my wrist and threw me against the closed door, claiming my lips in a rather needy kiss and rubbing his body against mine in a way he hadn't before. He broke without explanation and I noticed that his ears were cocked back submissively instead of perked up the way they usually are when we kiss like that. Knowing that asking about it would only anger him, I pushed the observation away and allowed myself to be led into the familiar room. He let go of my wrist at the doorway (but not before tugging me slightly in the direction of the bed) and I walked obediently to the large piece of furniture while he clicked the lights on and adjusted them to a dim, romantic setting.

I sat at the foot of the bed, watching him and catching a rather affectionate glance for doing so. He walked toward the bed slowly but as soon as I was in reach his hands were on me and our mouths were together again. This time I couldn't ignore the differences; Seto was never one to be needy, but there was something positively insatiable about his kiss. His tongue explored my mouth as though it'd never been there before, and when I made efforts to return his passion he would utter aberrant whines. The more my sensitive ears tuned into these sounds, the more they resembled the mewling of a female cat.

His hands fluttered down my body instead of gripping and grabbing as they normally would. They found that last button on my white shirt and did away with it, so I rolled my shoulders to aid him in removing my tops without having to break our kiss. He pulled away from me anyway and tossed the clothing items to the side then lifted my hands and placed them on his waist. I glanced up at him curiously (he never cared to have me remove his shirt), but his eyes were a cloud of emotion that I wasn't sure even he understood. I smiled anyway, hooked my thumbs under the cloth and took the opportunity to run my hands up his sides as I lifted the shirt away. Secretly, his sides are very ticklish and even I don't get to touch them often, but this time he just blushed and lifted his arms obediently so I could remove the tight, black cloth. I leaned forward and kissed his waifish stomach, wondering when the last time was that he'd had a proper meal, but saved that thought for another time and undid his pants.

He rested a hand on the back of my head and waved his long, brown tail in anticipation. While sliding his pants down to his knees, I felt the soft fur brush against the back of my hand. His pants were too tight to drop on their own so I continued pushing them down to his ankles before sitting upright again. Instead of taking hold of what he wanted, I rested one hand on his hip and snatched his fluttering tail with the other. He cried out, the fingers in my hair curled tightly and he straightened as though the sensation had shot up his spine. The tail itself trembled in my hand in a very distinct manner and suddenly I understood what he was going through.

I ran my hand up the length of the tail which continued to shudder until I let it slip free from my hold. The tip snapped back and forth quickly before the whole appendage began to move as one and resumed its previous wave. I looked up at him as his posture began to loosen and couldn't help but grin at the bright blush on his face.

"Seto," I lulled, standing up in the miniscule gap between him and the bed. Our exposed chests were pressed together and I could feel his heartbeat. I slunk an arm around his waist and trailed my fingertips up his spine, earning a low but not-quite-happy purr. I rotated our positions until his back was to the bed and leaned over, forcing him to lie down. My discovery had surely embarrassed him and his body needed coaxing to get back to its previous condition, but a single press of the lips confirmed that his longing had not gone away.

I deepened our kiss, this time taking control and excavating his mouth as he had mine. I reached down and grasped his half-hard member, stroking it gently up and down and brushing my fingertips over the head once or twice to tease him. His limber arms wrapped around me, holding me close for as long as his breath would allow until finally he turned his head to the side and broke our kiss. Immediately I moved downward, leaving a trail of kisses down his neck, chest, and stomach before reaching my destination.

"Kastuya," he breathed, but it was nothing more than a vocal sigh. I cradled his stiffened erection in one hand and ran my tongue from the base all the way up the shaft. He let out a much more appreciate cry than usual and I couldn't tease him any longer. I swallowed his cock obediently and moved slowly up and down, sliding my tongue around and coating every spot I could reach. I felt myself grow painfully stiff as I listened to moans and cries I never knew my Seto could make.

I continued at an increasing pace until his body shuddered lightly and he whispered, "gonna come…"

I couldn't stop the moan that followed but the vibrations they caused brought additional pleasure to Seto and he moaned my name in return. His fingers grabbed at my hair, searching blindly until they found the base of my ear and scratched that sweet spot. I moaned louder and continued the blowjob, anticipating the telltale throbs that came right before he did.

I swallowed compliantly then crawled back up the length of my panting lover's body, lying beside him and brushing a moist lock of hair from his eyes before planting a soft kiss on his lips. Unexpectedly, he turned to kneel over me and remove my pants, casting them to the floor and ignoring me when I whispered his name. He moved slowly and I thought for a moment that he was rethinking his decision but his soft tongue was against my dick before I could question him.

I leaned back and relaxed my body, reveling in the way it felt. When it came to sex, Seto was amazing, but being on the generous end of a blowjob was not something he was familiar with. I made no effort to rush him along as he took me nervously into his mouth, but instead massaged the outer cusp of his cat-ear attentively. In the quiet of the room I could hear his long tail swishing back and forth as he focused on what he was doing, sliding his mouth halfway down my length then moving back up and flicking his tongue across the head in an oddly playful manner. I moaned softly and arched my back, encouraging him to take it further. His lack of a gag reflex made him excellent at deep-throating and when he finally complied I felt an unmatchable bliss.

He continued a minute more until my dick had hardened to the point where its own throbbing hurt. He then crawled over me to his bedside drawer and removed our well-used lubricant bottle. He smiled down at me strangely as he clicked the cap open and drenched his slender fingers then defied my expectations by grasping not his own cock, but mine. My eyes grew wide as I watched him coat my pulsing erection and I felt a burning blush cross my face when he reached around his backside and slipped a finger into himself.

He arched his back slightly and let out a surprised gasp as I watched the healthy skin of his cheeks turn pink. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I could guess from the way his arm moved. I sat up and took the bottle from his hand and he made no effort to stop me as I poured the slippery liquid onto my fingers. As I reached behind him he removed his fingers and rested both hands on my shoulders. The way he knelt enabled me to kiss his stomach and I kept my lips pressed lightly against his skin while gently rubbing his virgin entrance. He breathed my name again then winced and gripped my shoulders when I slipped the first finger inside of him. His body resisted the intrusion and the angle was hard to work with but he remained relaxed as I fingered him gently. Once he'd adjusted I added a second finger though it was considerably more difficult. He cried out and gripped me harder but I hardly noticed the pain. I continued working slowly, patiently, managing to stay aroused by thinking of what was about to happen.

I removed my lips from his stomach and rocked my hand gently back and forth, looking up at his strangely quiet form and smiling when our eyes met. I removed my fingers from their place and he leaned over to kiss me firmly. When he pulled away, his ears were greased back and his eyes were sharp. Despite this defiant stare, he moved forward and knelt over me, lowering his body until the head of my cock was pressed against his ingress. I rested my hands on his hips and he reached beneath himself, wrapping his slender fingers around my cock to hold it still. The sight was enough to rekindle my fire and any stiffness I'd lost while preparing him suddenly returned.

After a moment's hesitation, Seto lowered his body again. His body gave way and he cried out as the head of my erection was suddenly encased by his tight, soft warmth. I grit my teeth against a groan and resisted driving into him but he seemed to adjust quickly enough. He leaned down to kiss me deeply until I was completely inside of him, then he began moving back up and down again. His cock jolted in approval and moments later he was fully erect and riding me like some kind of slut. I found myself gasping his name and gripping his hips tighter in blinding pleasure as his soft walls gripped and released my cock over and over. When he paused, I seized the opportunity to take control. He cried out in surprise and bent forward submissively, calling my name in stammering half-breaths.

"I never would have guessed you liked being fucked like this, Seto," I spoke near his ear huskily. His only response was to cry out again. I licked my lips and pushed him back so I could sit up. He rocked his hips when he was in my lap, grinding me as deep as I could go. I moaned aloud then asked seductively, "would you let me take you like a dog?"

He made an effort to glare at me but his eyes were coated over in lust. "I guess I owe you for all the times you've taken me like a bitch."

I growled and attacked his neck and he let out another of those mewling sounds. He began rolling his hips, effectively keeping me moving inside of him and rubbing his stiff erection against my lower stomach. He moaned and reached between us to grip his own cock and began stroking himself quickly, grazing his fingers along my abdomen as he did so. As his breath quickened and his body tightened around me once or twice, I pulled from his neck and uttered a rather dark laugh.

"Is the big, powerful Seto Kaiba gonna come all over me?"

He groaned loudly but was too close to stop himself and seconds later his walls constricted as he spilled his load between us. Most of it got on my stomach but as he continued to milk himself tiredly the last of it leaked onto his hand and into his lap. He glared at me before I could say anything and lifted himself off of me.

"Think what you want, mutt," he panted as he turned onto his hands and knees. "You don't usually hold out this long."

I smirked and added a fresh coat of lubricant to my softening erection, rubbing it gently as I did so. As I knelt behind my lover and readied to reenter him, I became aroused again and pressed forward with ease. Once more he gasped when my cock slid inside and I was pleased to find him just as tight as before. His long tail held itself off to the side stiffly and despite having come twice Seto wasn't satisfied yet. I didn't need him to whine as I moved slowly in and out of him to know I was tantalizing him, and I didn't need him to moan my name and beg me to fuck him to know that he wanted it. Our animal extremities said everything we didn't say, and Seto's tail told me he was in heat.

Without warning, I tightened my grip on his hips and quickened my pace. He gasped in surprise and laid his head down, arching his back in a way that made him even tighter. I groaned and gave a few hard thrusts, slamming his firm ass against my body every time I went all the way in. He cried out and gripped the sheets tightly but there was only pleasure in his voice. Finally, as my own release grew near, I draped my body over his, wrapped my arms around his slender frame, and pounded into him like the dog he so often said I was.

In that moment, I saw a side of him I'll probably never see again. Bent forward and burying his face in the sheets, crying out as I dominated him, and loving every minute of it. His name danced on the tip of my tongue but I bit it back until the second our bodies slammed together and I came inside of him. His body jolted in shock but he cried out my name and that made it alright.

Even as I removed myself from my lover to lie down, my body was still shaking from the intensity of my orgasm. Seto stayed in his degrading position a bit longer until he composed himself enough to turn around and lay with me. I smiled and tugged the sheets out from beneath us then covered our bodies and held him close when he cuddled against me. He was warm with afterglow, but shivering slightly. I brushed his brunette bangs aside, kissed his forehead, then smirked and spoke in a low, teasing voice.

"How was I?"

He drew in a shaky breath, looked up at me then quickly captured my lips in a brief kiss. After parting, he tucked his head under my chin and rested sleepily on my chest. "Very good."

I scoffed and ran a hand down his back, teasing the base of tail when my fingertips reached it. He gave a small whine that transgressed to a purr. "Good, huh?"

"I said 'very'," he sighed, burying his face before continuing softly, "you were amazing."

Satisfied with that, I smiled and ran my hand along his tail. It stiffened slightly though only a fraction of as much as before. "How are you feeling?"

He gave a tired moan that told me to stop talking. He turned his head to the side and pressed one soft ear against my chest. "Better…" he answered, then mused, "I can hear your heartbeat."

I let go of his tail and felt it swish beneath the sheets. It dawned on me that we wouldn't be talking about the secrecy of our relationship tonight but I found, at that moment, I didn't care.

"…suya?" he mumbled, half-asleep. I smiled and pet him gently.

"Yes, Seto?"

"Love you…"

I wrapped my arms around him and held him close. "I love you, too."
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