Inflate It | By : Telpei Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3630 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Title: Inflate It - 3/4
Author: Telpei
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Seto/Joey
Beta: Jennie (You are my hero!!! Thanks so much!)
Warnings: Um...slightly ~strange~ fetish in this one...not
really well-known, but kinky all the same ^_^;; It has
~nothing~ to do with pedophiles, even though it has a link to the person’s
childhood. Please don’t confuse that.
Disclaimer: It’s not mine. I did my (limited *blush*)
research at this site: www.bustersworld.com
Summary: Balloons are usually associated with clowns and
birthday parties, but what uses can they serve in the bedroom?
Author’s Notes: People with a balloon fetish call themselves
“Looners”...just a bit of terminology so you can
follow a bit better ^_^;;
Chapter Word Count: 1,326
Total Word Count (to date): 3,889
OoooooooO
Halfway across town, Joey's grin was a mile wide. "I
knew it!" he exclaimed to himself, giddy excitement coursing through him.
"And he hasn't figured out who ~I~ am yet! This is priceless," he
murmured, licking his lips and returning his fingers to the keyboard. His
bedroom was dark, and the only light source was his monitor. He thought
for a few moments, and then replied.
Loonerpup: I've figured you out, SK. Now what're you gonna
do?
** CausticEbOny appears offline and will no longer receive
your messages **
Joey's grin faded into a frown as he read the blinking
message. "Logged off?" he murmured to himself, his brow
furrowing in confusion. "Shit, he's running away from me!" The blond
cursed a few more times and then logged in to his email account. It wasn't too
late to fix the situation, so he quickly composed an email and sent it on its
way. After all, with all their online conversations, he knew Kaiba fairly well
by now, and as such, he knew just what to say to regain the other teen's trust.
OoO
Seto was just about to turn off his computer when the email
notice from Loonerpup flashed on his screen. He'd already decided to cut off
communication with Pup and cease his online ventures to protect Mokuba and KaibaCorp, but surely one more email couldn't hurt…could
it? His reputation was on the line, but the brunet ~did~ trust loonerpup. So
what if he was found out? Loonerpup had called him SK...not
Kaiba, not Seto, not Seto Kaiba...'not moneybags', his mind supplied. Seto
sighed. This was not the time to be wishing for Wheeler, so he turned his
attention back to the situation at hand. If loonerpup had not referred to him
by name, maybe he had realized how important it was to keep his identity
hidden?
With the hope that Pup was that insightful, Seto opened his
email and quickly scanned the Times New Roman, 11pt font script. Slowly, his
right eyebrow disappeared beneath his hairline.
Hiya Caustic,
I don't want you to run away from me. You gotta trust me on
this one (and I know you don't trust easily, but give me a chance, ok?). I
swear that your secret is safe with me, and I promise to you that no one will
find out by my mouth (as big as it may be). And I always keep my promises, you
know that.
Look, I know you're crazy about your puppy, and I think I
can help you out. I just want the two of you to be happy. Joey is...close to
me. I'd like to meet with you in person to talk about it since I have a feeling
you're not going to be online anymore. Tomorrow night, 8:30 pm, at that coffee
shop you always stop at in the mornings before school.
Trust me. You won't regret it.
Don't be late,
Pup.
Seto was frowning by the time he had finished reading. It
would be a gamble to meet with Pup in person, but if his online friend really
did know Joey, was it worth it? For all the brunet knew, he would arrive at the
coffee shop and find reporters and journalists and cameras and microphones
waiting for him. Or maybe, Pup was telling the truth, and Seto would get a
chance to be with Joey.
The young CEO sighed. He would take the gamble. For that
chance...for Joey...it was worth the risk.
OoO
The next evening, Seto found himself in front of the coffee
shop. He'd been doubting himself and questioning his
decision all day long, but he hadn't been able to dissuade himself from coming.
So now, here he was, albeit slightly incognito. His silver trench coat was
conspicuously absent from his body and he felt oddly out of place. His comfort zone
was missing, and for once the cool, calm executive was lost. He stepped into
the coffee shop with his eyes fixedly on the ground, and he quickly seated
himself in one of the booths. Only when he was safely hidden
behind a menu (and feeling extremely childish) did he look up. His deep
blue eyes searched the store for any sign of the media, and he breathed a
little easier when he saw none. Next he looked around for anyone who could be
Pup...and his doubt returned when he saw no one.
Seto did, however, see a mop of blond hair in the back
corner that was all too familiar to him. He wondered briefly what the mutt was
doing at the exact same coffee shop that Pup had suggested, and then it all
clicked into place. Memories flashed in the recesses of his mind, memories of
times Pup had reminded him of Joey. Pup had gone to see his beloved sister. Pup
talked and acted like Joey – he was certainly just as loyal. Pup loved the Red
Eyes Black Dragon. Pup had a close-knit group of friends. Hadn’t Joey been
talking at school last week about visiting his sister?
The CEO’s mind was suddenly flooded with questions, but even
the handle ‘loonerpup’ was a testament to Joey’s feelings. If the blond had
named himself after Seto’s taunts, didn’t that, in itself,
speak louder than words? Pup had mentioned in his email that he was ‘close’ to
Joey...apparently the two were very close. So close that they were the same
person, as Seto had just realized. And, as if the situation wasn’t humiliating
enough, Joey had figured out Seto’s identity long before the brunet had
discovered who loonerpup was.
Kaiba’s thoughts crashed to a halt as warm brown eyes
looked up and spotted him. The brunet barely had time to think before his puppy
was sitting across from him and pulling the menu out of his hands. Seto
immediately felt self conscious and exposed, but he didn’t let that show. He
schooled his expression into one of calm contemplation, and folded his hands on
the tabletop. “Hello, Joey,” he greeted civilly without breaking eye contact.
The blond merely grinned in response. “Hiya,
Seto. It’s alright if I call you that, isn’t it? Seto,
I mean? I figure that we can be on a first-name basis now, since we’ve pretty
near slept together a number of times, huh?”
Seto slowly counted to ten, and only when he was calm did
he reply. “You may call me Seto, if you so wish. I hardly see what difference
it makes.” He then skipped straight to business. “You know a secret of mine,
Joey; a secret I don’t want anyone else to know about under any circumstances.”
Joey’s grin widened. “Ah, so you finally figured out just
how close Pup and I are, huh? Well, Pup made a promise and I’m bound to agree
with him. You’re secret is safe with me, Seto.”
The brunet shivered as Joey’s voice dropped about an
octave, Seto’s name rolling off of the small, pink tongue with the smoothness
of honey and silk. “All right,” he agreed after a few tense moments had passed
between the two of them. “I...I trust you.”
Joey’s foot rubbed at Seto’s calf beneath the table and he
stared at Seto from beneath hooded eyelids. “I’m glad,” he purred, propping his
chin on the palm of his hand, “very glad.”
Seto licked his suddenly dry lips, but he kept his hands
firmly planted on the table. He wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch
his puppy, but he knew that he couldn’t do it here. “Do you want to get out of
here?” he asked, struggling to keep his voice smooth and calm. It was hard to
believe that after so much animosity and fighting between them that Joey was
flirting so blatantly. “We could head back to the Kaiba Manor,” he suggested.
Joey smiled and Seto’s heart skipped several beats. “Sure,
Seto,” the blond agreed, moving to get to his feet. “I’d like that.”
OoO
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