Craving | By : shadowarashi Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4240 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Kaiba glanced at his watch, and tapped impatiently against the small device in annoyance as a sigh escaped his dry lips.
/How long can a movie last damnit?!/
He didn’t even remember the name of the movie or what happened in the first hour, all he knew was that he wanted out. Now. Why did he have to watch this trash again already?
/For Mokuba, I definitely can’t let my little brother watches this. As soon as I get home I’m telling him off. It will rot his brain./
Kaiba let out another long sigh and absently let his eyes wander across the empty seats next to him, and in all the front and back rows. He was alone in the theatre, now he knew why.
The CEO was ready to fell asleep in the comforting darkness of the theater when the sharp noise of one of the revolving doors echoed into the empty room. Raising his eyes in annoyance, the CEO was ready to snap at the fool when a bag was thrown on his laps.
Kaiba’s eyebrows shot up in his hair.
/What the hell?/
He glared at the offending object for a second, then raised his head to turn his glare on the fool who dared disturbed him when his breath caught in his throat.
"Katsuya."
The blonde who had invaded his thoughts was standing in front of him, grinning wolfishly at the breathless tone of voice of the brunette. He had a hand resting on his slim hips and thrown an appreciative to the brunette. He was dressed casually today, Kaiba’s analytic mind noted.
"You seem pretty happy to see me Kaiba. How surprising."
Katsuya cooed teasingly as he leaned over the CEO, his other hand falling casually to rest on one broad shoulder. Kaiba quickly caught the blonde’s wrist and pulled the blonde toward him, making Katsuya fall on his laps. He received a lustful and suggestive glance for his efforts.
"What are you doing here?"
Kaiba whispered into the blonde’s ears, hands not wasting time to dive south, searching and finding the belt of a pair of black jeans, which was quickly opened and cast aside.
"Watching a movie. Or at least I was until I saw you. You seemed so bored, I thought I would help you and come to your rescue, so to speak. Beside I still have to pay you back for the hotel incident, remember?"
Jou moaned gently as a hand roughly stroked his hardening member. He spread his legs wide and raised them to rest on each side of their seats. Kaiba silenced him by a hot; demanding kiss as the CEO pulled the blonde’s jeans downward along with his boxers, baring the blonde’s pale ass for his pleasure. It didn’t matter to him that he had seen the blonde for less than a minute, or that things were going way too fast. He just wanted in.
Kaiba immediately went to free his erection when he felt Katsuya’s hand on his, stopping him.
"What?"
The brown hair duelist growled, in no mood to be denied. He was horny thanks to that punk and he wanted release. A distant voice in the back of his mind warned him that this was going too fast, that this was becoming too much of an addiction but he quickly pushed it away forcefully. A part of him realized that The Game was changing, but it was too hazy for him to properly recognize it and he discarded it.
Katsuya just smirked from his position on the CEO’s laps and gestured toward the bag he had thrown to the CEO earlier, which was now forgotten on the ground.
"You are not screwing me raw Kaiba. The first time I was prepared and the second time the water helped. Now you open that bag, use the lube AND the condom or you will only have your right hand to get off."
Kaiba stared for a second at the blonde in awkward silence, as if Jou’s words were some sort of alien language.
"Since when does the puppy order his master around?"
The brown hair CEO finally whispered, a hint a danger but also amusement in his voice. His hand tightened on the blonde’s erection in a gentle, but firm warning. Katsuya didn’t bat an eyelash.
"Since now. I’m not asking much, am I?"
The street duellist said innocently, giving a clueless expression and blinking his eyes quickly to add to the effect. The fact that Katsuya could pull a stun like that while he was half naked and sitting on a man’s laps and make it work was almost too much for Kaiba. The CEO dived toward the ground and snatched the little bag quickly, furiously looking for the needed objects.
He finally found the lube and condom and thrown the bag aside again.
"Do you always carry this with you? And how come I didn’t notice you before, the theatre is empty. I should have seen you."
Seto growled almost possessively against the heated skin of the blonde’s neck, while working to open the condom.
/Blasted thing!/
Kaiba almost gave up in frustration when Katsuya took the condom from him, giving him the lube instead.
"Here, I will put the condom on you while you stretch me okay? Now to answer your question, I don’t carry those with me all the time. I saw you, left the theatre through the back door and came back with those after buying them at the nearest store. I’m used to sneaking around so it was no big deal. And you didn’t saw me because one: you were too bored to notice and two: I was laying down on the seats, so you wouldn’t have seen me anyway."
Katsuya explained, his voice hoarse with sexual tension.
/Beside, you don’t need to know that I actually planned this with Mokuba’s help. The kid is dangerous./
The blonde then tensed a bit as he felt Seto’s cold fingers spreading his ass and slipping inside his body. He busied himself by hastily throwing his jacket on his laps and ripping the protective layer around the condom and deftly began the process of putting it on the CEO’s hard length.
The blonde used the opportunity to tease the brunette’s member, tickling, blowing and using his nails, basically doing everything to drive Kaiba almost to the brink before they even started.
The brown hair CEO finally pushed the teasing blonde’s hand away to get his nerves back under control, alternatively cursing and kissing Katsuya. He let his fingers slip free from the confinement of the tight body, before he positioned his waiting (and now safely covered) hard-on at the blonde’s entrance. Pushing the blonde backward so that his back was pressed against the seat in front of them, Kaiba slammed inside, bringing himself to the hilt before the blond had really a chance to adjust.
The scream he managed to pull from Jou was music to his ears, and more than satisfying.
He pondered the risks of actually attracting unwanted attention (and judging by the intensity of Jounouchi’s screams it was more than likely) and thrown the idea out of the window. Nobody was going to stop him from getting what he wanted.
Not losing time, Kaiba found a rhythm he was comfortable in and started thrusting in and out of the warm and welcoming body on his laps. It was quickly getting addicting he finally realised, the idea coming back to the front of his mind, if he was desperate enough to screw his partner in a theatre barely 2 minutes after seeing the blonde. Not that Katsuya was making any complaints. He was quite a willing participant if anything, and who was Kaiba to turn down such pleasure when Jounouchi himself choose to offer?
Quite an addiction indeed. And it seems to work both ways Seto noticed with a smirk.
The CEO intensified the pace until he was literally pounding into the pliant body and Jou gasped loudly at a particularly hard thrust, throwing his head back with a growl. Seto almost winced at the painful grip the blonde’s hands had on his shoulders but he didn’t stop. He couldn’t stop.
Seto grasped Jou’s neglected length in his hand and stroked him harshly, wanting nothing more than to burn away the sexual tension currently making a raging inferno in his lower regions. With the combined motions of Seto's hand stroking him and Seto's sex driving deep inside of him, Jou didn’t last long and came with a chocked moan, spilling his release on his conveniently placed jacket.
Seto followed soon after, but not before giving the blond a pounding to remember, as well as a good love bit on his neck. He just sat there a moment then, trying to catch his breath and wiping sweat from his brow.
Jounouchi was the first to recover as he disentangled himself from Kaiba, quickly pulling his boxers and jeans up again before tossing his stained jacket into his bag. He ran a hand through his hair and grabbed his bag, but not before kissing the CEO hard one last time. Katsuya pulled back smirking and winked before making his retreat.
"Now we are even, see you later Kaiba."
With those parting words Jounouchi left, leaving a slightly breathless but content brunette staring at this back.
Kaiba blinked, before he shook his head and quickly tucked himself back into his pants. He smoothed his shirt back to its original perfect state and checked his watch. Glancing at the screen he noticed the credits were already rolling. Slowly, a smirk grew onto his usually stoic features.
Kaiba left the theatre much happier than when he arrived, startling the employers who wisely didn’t dare ask what was making the famous CEO so happy. When Kaiba reached the streets he took out his cell phone and called his limo, still smirking.
"You are right Jou, but the game is not over yet. And you know I always play to win."
OWARI
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