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Chapter 24 And the Mystery Of Your Soul
Warning: Contains graphic sex scenes between guys and maybe some vulgar language.
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A fiercely tender passion swelled in Seto until he thought his heart would burst from loving too much. In the hospital, Seto wanted Jou to turn to him for comfort and help and here he was, chocolate-eyed thief of a billionaire’s heart, one moment defending his independence only later to surrender to the arms that longed to keep him near. Seto cupped Jou’s chin in his palm and kissed the honey cinnamon flavored lips of his love.
“Gods…I could hardly keep my hands off of you all day.” Jou moaned. He pulled Seto up with him so they were both on their feet and moved behind the tall dragon master. He pulled the trench coat off Seto’s shoulders and tossed it onto the table.
“Likewise.” Seto mumbled, tense, excited, and uncertain, but mostly hoping that if this was another one of his erotic dreams that he never woke up.
Jou pressed a hand into the small of Seto’s back and guided him into the bedroom. He could feel Seto’s tension and knew that the proud man would challenge him in every way it was possible to be challenged. Jou stood on his tiptoes and sucked on the brunette’s earlobe, one hand at his waist while the other lightly traveled over Seto’s chest.
“We’ll take this slowly, sweet baby blue eyes.” Joey whispered to him. “I want to give you a massage.”
He stepped away from Seto and shut the door. Seto sat on the side of the bed content to watch Joey strip out of his clothes piece by piece with hungry eyes gazing on skin that once he had only been able to desire and now could freely possess.
Jou left only his boxers on and once again pulled the brunet to his feet. He kissed Seto along his jaw line as he untucked the taller boy’s shirt. The dragon master remained passive outwardly, but Jou met twin torches of blue flame and knew that was a fire he would willingly die in. Those incredible eyes, just to look into their unmasked depths and glimpse upon what they kept so well hidden was enough to make Jou want to rip Seto’s clothes off and take him then and there.
His fingers trembled as he worked on the difficult buttons. Long slender fingers reached out and lightly grazed Jou’s tan skin, wonder written in the cerulean abyss of Seto’s eyes. Jou slid the shirt off the brunet’s shoulders and tossed it to his own pile of clothes.
Seto had always thought of himself as attractive, but suddenly he felt self conscious, pale, bony, and far too thin. Years of martial arts training had not given him the physique Joey seemed to have been born with. It was all too obvious to Seto who was the master in the arena of the bedroom.
“Seto,” Joey snapped his fingers, “Earth to Seto…”
He realized he had gotten lost looking at Joey’s body and felt blood rush to his cheeks.
“Lay down so I can give you a back rub.” Joey’s eyes sparkled in amusement. He knew he was pretty to look at. He didn’t flaunt it, but he knew. Seto had a different kind of beauty, sleek and spare, as cool as a chiseled alabaster god, as hot as molten stone. He was a paradox of black and white, all or nothing, divided from his own soul, an extremist in the strictest sense. This rare being that walked the earth as Seto Kaiba wanted this simple boy with simple wants and needs. Jou was powerless to deny the Lord of Dragons. Submission seemed like destiny.
Jou retrieved a bottle of sandalwood massage oil and straddled Seto’s hips. He applied a few drops of the oil to the tightened muscles of Seto’s back and concentrated on working them loose.
“My strong, beautiful Seto.” Jou whispered just enjoying the feel of Seto’s body and his own ability to draw the tension out of it.
“Not.” Seto mumbled.
“Not mine?” Joey asked in a slightly pouty voice.
“Not beautiful.” Seto clarified.
Joey had kept his weight on his knees, his body over Seto rather than on him.
“You’re wrong.” Joey insisted.
“I’m a genius.” Seto replied his voice muffled by the pillow. “I’m never wrong.”
Joey smirked. “I’ll show you how wrong you are.” He whispered into Seto’s ear and let the blue-eyed boy feel his desire as he leaned down over Seto.
Seto had been kind of drowsy when Jou practically laid down on top of him. Jou’s hardness pressing against his backside caused all restraint to vanish. It was far too much for the sexually repressed teenager to handle.
“Jou! Get. Off. Me. Now!” Seto demanded through gritted teeth.
Frustrated and stunned, Jou nevertheless moved quickly. Had he really thought Kaiba was a challenge? More like impossible. The blonde bolted out of one bedroom and was in the other locking the door before Seto had time to blink. Joey had a couple boxes in his old room he was going to use to move his stuff to his new room, but they would work just as well to move out.
He could call Tristan and have his friend help him move his stuff. He could stay with Yugi tonight and contact Pegasus, leave Domino, and start life over as the bitter prince of Duelist Kingdom tomorrow. He dashed away tears in his hurt and anger. Maybe Pegasus would let Joey bring Serenity to the island. He grabbed a box, flung open a dresser drawer and began to throw in his things. There was rude pounding on the bedroom door which Joey studiously ignored.
“Damn it, Jou, open the door!”
“Why don’t you go fuck yourself?” Joey screamed at the door. “You’re probably very good at it by now!”
Out in the main room of the apartment, Seto cringed. His lack of interpersonal skills had never backfired on him in such a devastating way before. He hadn’t meant what he’d said to come off the way it obviously had. He hadn’t wanted him to leave. He just wanted him to move so they could face each other and love each other. Seto’s approach was cold and gruff and he just didn’t know how to reach out to his golden puppy.
Seto hated himself for it. Hated the people who had done this to him, purposely narrowing his world and numbing his senses. He allowed his rage to fill him. He stood with his side toward the door and his body fell naturally into the proper stance. He directed all of his intense emotions into a single fluid movement as he brought his leg up in a ninety-degree angle and kicked out. His foot connected solidly with the door. The door never had a chance as it was ripped from its frame and crashed to the floor.
Joey had pulled on a plain white T-shirt before the bedroom door fell to its doom. His chocolate eyes were wide and he held the box he’d finished with out in front of him. The top of the door had landed a few inches from his toes. The box did land on his toes as he dropped it in shock.
But the door wasn’t as shocking as the man on the other end of it. Seto’s face had become a red mask of fury wildly contrasting with frost glazed blue eyes. Eyes that had become demonic, evil, filled with hatred, and a cold Hell would never know. And then Seto walked over the door toward Joey.
Now Joey had experienced some weird things in his life, but he thought that if he lived to be as old as Yami the terrifying vision before him would still haunt his dreams. Seto kicked the box of clothes out of the way, grabbed Joey by his T-shirt and growled, “Damn, Mutt!”
He pulled Joey up against his lean hard body kissing him furiously, forcing his tongue into the blond’s mouth, and trying to physically express the longing he felt. Finally, Seto released Jou.
It was Jou’s turn to blush. He scratched his head and grinned like the fool he had just made of himself. “I sorta overreacted, didn’t I?” He asked sheepishly.
“You planning on moving out?” Seto asked eyeing the box of clothes with suspicion.
“Uh…I was planning on moving to the other bedroom?”
Seto swept the box up and strode back over the door as if the murder of doors was a daily occurrence in his life. Joey followed him into the bedroom the cherry wood monstrosity graced and turned down the quilted bed coverings.
“You wear me out.” Jou complained with an impish glint in his eyes that suggested he was anything but tired.
Seto raised an eyebrow. “You’re overdressed.” He stripped Jou of his T-shirt.
“Me? What about you?” Joey pulled Seto a little closer hooking his fingers in Seto’s belt. But he felt Seto tense up again so he leaned into the brunet, chest-to-chest and cheek-to-cheek. “You told me that I don’t scare you.” Joey reminded him softly.
“I lied.” Seto said bluntly.
“Figures.” Joey kissed him full on the mouth so deeply he may very well have drawn the air out of Seto’s lungs. All Seto knew was that he was suddenly breathless and pantsless. Jou’s hands kneaded his behind through baby blue silk boxers.
“Jou…” Seto’s voice cracked. Joey’s amber brown eyes questioned blue. “Please…”
“What, Seto? What’s wrong?” One hand went to Seto’s waist while the other traveled another path of its own accord. Jou slipped a finger through the silk fly and lightly stroked the swelling it found there.
“Uhh…” Seto moaned startled and needy. “More, Jou…”
“How much more?”
“Anything…everything…just don’t stop.”
“Lay down, Seto.” Joey kissed the brunet’s collarbone and along the ridge of his neck and then pulled back enough to remove the silk boxers.
Seto closed his eyes trying to block out his feelings of vulnerability and exposure, retreating to the sanctuary of his mind.
Joey instantly picked up on Seto’s discomfort, slipped out of his own boxers and laid down beside Seto content for a moment to simply gaze on Seto’s nudity without touching or talking. He rolled toward the brunet and draped a leg over Seto’s thigh. He took Seto’s chin in one hand and whispered, “I love you, baby blue eyes.”
Seto pulled Joey halfway on top of him and Joey settled his thigh between Seto’s legs. Seto rolled so they were facing each other. He ran a line of brief kisses down Jou’s chest and latched on to a nipple. Joey arched into him instinctively and clung tightly to the man he had thought he could never love.
“You taste like cinnamon and honey.” Seto murmured. “Good enough to eat.
“You’re making me hungry, but not for food.” Jou responded in a lust-filled sexy voice as he moved and brought the bare flesh of their desires in contact with one another for the first time.
Seto gasped going back for Jou’s mouth and nearly biting Jou’s lip in the process. “Feels good, doesn’t it, blue eyes?” Joey said drawing back from the attack on his mouth.
“Mmm…” Seto responded.
Joey took Seto in one hand and with the other guided Seto’s hand to his own rigid arousal. He laced his fingers through Seto’s so their members were encircled and then moved his free hand up between Seto’s shoulder blades. He kissed the dragon master thrusting his tongue into the brunet’s mouth in time with his rocking hips while he caressed the slits in the tips of their straining erections with his thumb. Seto bucked forcefully against the blond and stiffened as he came, a deep cry trapped in his throat as Joey’s mouth covered his own. Seto’s ecstasy was enough to bring Jou to his own. They lay there for a few moments sweaty and trembling locked in their embrace.
“You made us make a mess.” Seto deadpanned.
Joey looked into the dark blue eyes startled and then grinned. “Mmm…tell me you didn’t enjoy it, lover.”
From where their hands were still laced together, Seto twitched becoming aroused again simply by the way Jou claimed him as his lover. Jou had to bury his face in Seto’s shoulder so the brunet wouldn’t see the amusement written there. At this point he knew Seto wouldn’t understand the humor of the situation.
Jou unlaced their fingers and let Seto lay back. He ran his fingers through their ‘mess’ and over Seto’s stomach mixing the two very different strains of semen together as if he had discovered a new exotic form of finger painting. He leisurely let his hand travel a plotted course downward and in between Seto’s thighs.
“Are you ready to go this far?” Jou whispered, amusement losing out to passion as he caressed the tight sphincter muscle.
Seto jerked, startled by the unexpected touch and turn of events, tensing again, feeling too exposed to this tough and tender boy who was all too willing to stake his claim to more than just Seto’s heart.
“Shhh…it’s okay, sweet dragon master.” Jou pressed the palm of his hand against Seto’s testicles, cupping and lightly squeezing, licking and sucking on Seto’s lips with his mouth at the same time. Seto moaned wordlessly and pushed into Jou’s hand seeking more contact.
“Seto, I want you. I want to be in you…” He locked his molten amber eyes with Seto’s deep blue sea ones. “Oh gods, you’re gorgeous when you’re horny.”
“Take me.” Seto managed to get out, his heart pounding hard but feeling light-headed due to a lack of oxygen getting to his brain-his blood boiling, too busy circulating to the rest of his needy body to be concerned about the large malfunctioning organ in his skull-and another part of his anatomy throbbing painfully.
Jou rolled out of the bed in response to Seto’s demand and Seto menacingly growled his displeasure. Joey retrieved his cargo pants and rummaged through deep pockets until he came up with a lube tube. As he came back to the bed Seto reached out for him, running a hand down the blond’s side and stopping at his hip. He gazed at Jou’s engorged cock then met Jou’s eyes. Whatever held him back, whatever made him feel that he was revealing his weaknesses before, melted under the warm open gaze of the golden beauty before him. He ran the tips of his fingers over Jou’s hot velvety length in wonder. Joey pushed into the feather light touch, both wanting and encouraging Seto. Seto wrapped his long fingers around Joey’s shaft and stroked the head with the fingers of his other hand.
Joey was biting his already abused bottom lip hard enough to break the skin, desperately trying to hold back and let Seto explore. “Seto…” He whimpered.
“Take me.” Seto repeated.
“Are you sure? It’s gonna hurt.”
“I know. Please, just do it.”
Joey squeezed some lube into his hand and coated his fingers. He climbed onto the bed. Seto shifted and spread his legs to give Joey more room, but he still went rigid when Joey touched the tight ring of muscle with his fingertip.
“Relax, Seto, take a deep breath.” With the hand that wasn’t occupied, Jou clasped one of Seto’s hands. He leaned down over Seto and blew on his shaft as he pushed a finger past the tight sphincter muscle.
“We don’t have to do this yet, Seto.” Jou told him when he heard Seto’s hiss of discomfort.
“I’ll tell you when to stop, Mutt.” Seto said forcefully.
“Oh yeah, that’s my Seto.” Jou grinned and started to thrust in and out of him with the single finger. He felt Seto relax and leaned over him a little more, this time brushing over him with barely there kisses as he inserted the second finger and began scissoring them.
Seto hardly noticed as he arced his hips to meet the phantom kisses and started to become terribly impatient. “Jou…please…”
Joey let go of Seto’s hand and tried to restrain his hips. He looked up enough to see Seto’s white knuckled death grip on the sheets. He added a bit of tongue to his ministrations on Seto’s erection as he inserted his third finger, thrusting again, seeking out Seto’s pleasure spot.
“Jou! Take me! Take me now!” Seto screamed when Joey found it.
Joey move into position between Seto’s long legs. Seto had broken out in a fine sheen of sweat, writhing in a passion that bordered on pain. Jou thought his proud lover was quite a sight to behold as he cautiously entered him for the first time. But Seto, for all of his lean build, was incredibly strong. He thrust up taking all of Jou into his virgin body at once and then was suddenly still. He gasped and tried not to cry out in pain as he realized that this was what Joey had tried not to inflict on him.
“Damn…Mutt…big…” Seto choked out.
Joey grinned and stroked Seto’s arousal pressing it up against his dark blond pubic hair. Seto relaxed a little, opened his eyes, and found himself looking directly into the mirrored canopy. He watched in fascination as Jou fondled him. Precum leaked from his tip and Jou wiped it up and sucked it off his fingers. Seto moaned, the sensations of touch and sight overwhelmingly erotic. He looked from the mirror into topaz eyes and reached out to Jou. “Stay close, Puppy.”
“I can’t get any closer…I’m buried inside you.” Jou smirked and started gently rocking his hips.
“Hold me, damn it!” Seto snarled.
Joey shifted so he was laying on top of Seto, Seto’s erection trapped between them getting the full brunt of Jou’s thrusts as he struck Seto’s prostrate. Seto wrapped his legs around Jou with one hand clawing at blond hair forcing their mouths to collide in a bruising kiss, his other arm over Jou’s back clamping him down as if he might actually try to get away.
“Oh Jou! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!” Seto’s inner muscles tightened like a vise on Jou’s length as the blond tried with a tremendous effort to get in one final hard thrust since Seto had him pretty much immobilized. He felt hot liquid jet out between their bodies and hit his own release with an intensity he’d never experienced before. He couldn’t stop kissing Seto, couldn’t get enough of him even now. Seto seemed content to just accept it and wrapped his arms around Jou.
“ No one else will ever be with me like this.” Seto whispered, his voice deepened with a passion that went beyond mere physical lust. “Jou, I want more.”
“I can feel that.” Jou smirked. “ What kind of monster have I created?”
“A very horny one.” Seto answered and attacked Jou’s neck.
“Seto…” Jou gasped. “We have all night…”
“More. Now.” Seto demanded looking at the mark he’d made on Jou’s neck with satisfaction.
Joey used the moment to roll them over in a rather nifty move that didn’t disturb the way their bodies were locked together. “You’re gonna be sore tomorrow.”
“All the more reason to stay in bed.” Seto replied wolfishly.
“I want you to take me instead.” Jou said stopping Seto in his tracks.
“Hmm…” Seto licked the sweat off Jou’s chest starting at his breastbone and ending with a nip on his chin. “I guess I can live with that.” And then he passed out.
“Uh…Seto? I can’t breathe. Seto?” Okay now what? Seto was total dead weight on top of him. “Seto?”
Joey managed to wiggle his way to freedom and grinned at his sleeping love. There was a blissfully peaceful expression on Seto’s face that was beautifully childlike. Jou pulled the covers up over him, retrieved a pair of swimming trunks, cleaned up in the bathroom, pulled the trunks on, and headed out to the pool.
……..
Perhaps an hour later Seto woke up…alone. “Damn Mutt!” He grumbled and extracted his boxers from the clothes littered floor. “Jou?”
Receiving no answer, Seto continued to get dressed all the while ranting under his breath about a dog that needed to be kept on a leash. A quick look through the apartment was enough to confirm Jou’s untimely absence.
Seto went out to the balcony and spotted the object of his desire laying face down on a bright beach towel, the dying light of the sun turning him into the golden boy Seto knew he was. Seto went to the pool and crouched in front of Jou.
The blond smiled, “Took you long enough…”
“You need a collar and a leash.” Seto retorted.
“Mmm…first supper. Gotta keep up my strength you know, especially if you’re gonna start tying me up.” Joey smirked suggestively.
“Supper then bed.” Seto pushed wet blond locks out of his puppy’s eyes. “Supper better be quick.”
“You need to cool off.” Joey easily pushed the slightly off-balance brunette into the pool.
When Seto resurfaced the look of despairing shock on his face made Joey laugh so hard he cried.
“You-pushed-me-into-the-pool-again.” Seto crisply enunciated each word, his blue eyes wide in disbelief at the audacity of the one person on the planet who seemed consistently capable of surprising him. “I will get you for that.”
“Yeah, you will.” Joey dove in. He grabbed Seto by the waist. “You wear too many clothes.” He complained ignoring the buttons and simply ripping Seto’s shirt off. He wrapped his legs around Seto’s waist.
“What happened to supper?” Seto wondered.
“Oh yeah, I forgot.” Jou’s eyes sparkled with orneriness . He detached himself from Seto, grabbed the ladder and started to climb out.
“Oh no, you don’t!” Seto laughed and reached around Jou from behind trying to pull him off the ladder, but Joey hung on for all he was worth. “Let go, Jou!”
“No! No! It’s the attack of the sex-crazed CEO!!” Joey shouted. Without warning he let go and both of them went under. They came up laughing and sputtering, playing like two little kids.
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