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Stinging Beauty	By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 16925 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Here we go, a little longer, a few surprises and just a pint of lemon to round up the chapter. Enjoy!

Ja ne!^^

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33. Don’t be the one to hurt me

There was no humanly possible way to remove that grin off Jou’s face.

It’s not like they didn’t try, between teasing, fierce interrogations and the inevitable fights, his fellow students gave rather good attempts at making the blond miserable.

Alas, all actions proved fruitless, as Jou's head remained firmly stuck in paradise.

It was not the sex(although that was partially a reason)or the surprise visit, but the fact that Seto had actually swallowed his considerable pride and knelt down before him, begging forgiveness.

And Jou was more than fully aware of the meaning of this act.

Seto had shown that he valued Jou enough to give the blond the one thing, he only deemed himself worthy of: his trust.

It was all and everything and far more than Jou could have ever hoped for.

And he swore to keep that most fragile of gifts safe at any cost.

Toyohashi University achieved a new, unwritten rule:

If you want to live to see life a ripe and happy age, don’t make fun of Kaiba Seto.

At least, not when Jounouchi was within the same prefecture.

I was almost funny, how the very same guy, who would suck up insults like a sponge and brush them off like a duck water, went near-homicidal when somebody even so much as lost a bad word about the CEO.

Who was rather astonished, the following time he visited, that the students wouldn’t dare bother him.

“----“ Jou was baffled.

Well, shell-shocked described it better.

Because Hiroyuki had just broken the news to him first.

“En-gaged? As in…getting married?”

Yukuri blushed cutely and giggled, even as Hiroyuki pulled his jousei* closer.

“Hai. We set the date for June in two years, and it would mean a lot to us, if you would attend the ceremony as well. You will be coming, ne?”

“Err…” Ok, so Jou was neither coherent nor decided. Smiling, Yukuri took the blond’s left hand and, clasping it into her own slender ones, added.
“Onegai, Jounouchi-san, accept our invitation. It would be a great honor for both of us to count you among our guests.”
Slowly, shakily, a warm, grateful smile crept across Jou’s features.
“In contrary. I would be most honored, to witness the happiest day of your lives.”
Both fiancées blushed, as two pairs of equally shining green eyes locked.

Grinning like a madman, Jou descended the Shinkansen at 5.18 pm in Utsonomya Central Station, then ran all the way to the taxi stand. Managing to catch one’s attention, he slipped into the backseat and ordered:
“Kihin Grand Hotel, kudasai, and fast!”
“Hai.”
Eight minutes later, Jou shot out of the cab, tossed a four-thousand yen into the driver’s hand and, without waiting for the change, rushed up the stairs and into the elegant hall.
That’s when he finally tried to catch his breath, as he approached the information desk-
“Sumimasen, Jounouchi-san. I did not mean to let you wait. ”
Smiling, the blond turned to Kaiba’s assistant and shook his head.
“Do itashimashite, I only just arrived as well. ”
Tightening the hold on his duffle bag, Jou followed the bulky man to the elevators, asking:
“Is everything settled?”
His guide nodded.
“Yes, aside of the few..details you wished to take care of personally, everything is in place. ”
It was a good thing, the man did not see Jou’s face, when this one smirked:
“Perfect. ”
He would have sincerely doubted the blond’s good intentions.

Exhaustion.
And annoyance.
And the mother of all migraines.
Kaiba snarled, as he rode the elevator to the penthouse floor.

This had been by far his worst birthday ever.

Not enough, that his stupid associate had to throw a ‘private party’ for him, no, he then had the audacity to invite the press as well.

High-prized journalists, renowned publicists, but reporters nonetheless. Their only topic had been his relationship with Jou, and how it affected him personally. He had never felt so embarrassed in his life.

Needless to say, that Seto had long left the stages of pissed and enraged behind, was momentarily pausing at furious, and if the smallest, slightest thing went wrong now, he would surely turn rabid, stark, hopping mad. Smashing the poor, innocent code key into the slot, Kaiba threw the door open-and fumed anew.

Why the hell were the lights off?

Turning the switch, his blue eyes scanned the generously dimensioned and intricately designed suite, then focused on the large double bed.

And then his jaw fell through all forty-seven stories of the hotel.

Surrounded by maple leaves in all shades of autumn, right hand fixed to the bed with a black leather strip, left hand resting in his lap, loosely holding an emptied champagne flute, Jounouchi wore nothing but a lecherous smile and sandalwood-scented body oil.

“Kon-ban wa, koibito. See something you like?”

He had not though, it was even possible to strip that fast, but Kaiba proved him wrong.

Bypassing the greeting et all, the CEO dove on the bed, whisked away the glass and ravished Jou’s mouth before this one had even time to blink.

Eyelids fluttered and closed over golden orbs, as Seto kissed, licked, nipped and bit his way up and down Jou’s entire body, then paused at the blond’s length and, giving it a long, languid lick, growled:

“I hope for you, you prepared yourself well, because the only thing I’m going to spend time on tonight is fucking you into oblivion and back again. ”

Jou shivered and purred, as he spread his legs invitingly, guiding the brunet’s cock to his entrance.

Seto kissed him, swallowing the somewhat pained grunt escaping the blond, as he forced the tip of his manhood inside Jou.

Slick, hot and tight; the CEO gasped at the feel of his member inside Jou’s body, before pulling out and trusting back in, soon picking up a quick, fluid, almost forceful rhythm.

Groaning, the blond bucked his hips, urging for more, knowing the brunet would understand and follow his request.

Because there was nothing Jou loved more than to be taken hard and fast and as often as possible.

And nothing pleased Seto more than doing exactly that.

Only that the day’s activities had tired him out, somewhat..an idea flashed through the brunet’s mind.

Pulling out of Jou, causing this one to actually snarl in disappointment, he knelt, and, turning him around, pulled Jou up, so the blond faced away from him.

Large hands moved underneath the student’s thighs, spreading his legs as far as they would go, then Seto used his considerable strength, to lift up Jou-and impale him on his member.

The blond screamed in bliss, and the CEO swore, his own heart stopped for all but three seconds.

Reaching around, Seto pumped Jou’s dick several times, until he could feel precum dribble down his fingers.

Then he took hold of his koi’s thighs again, pushing him up and down on his swollen cock.

Again and again, he drove in and out of Jou’s abused rectum, as the blond trembled, panted, gasped, cursed and clawed at anything he could reach.

Finally, with a hoarse cry, Jou bent back and released his seed in a vast spray all over the sheets, the sight alone enough to pull Seto over the edge as well.

Howling out his orgasm, the brunet ejaculated inside the blond, semen rivuleting milk-like out of Jou’s anus.

And then Seto’s world went black.

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Aww, poor Seto, guess he’s the one joining the ranks of the unconscious, ne? This lemon was inspired by a pic from H&H over at gogyoyamja.com-behold the nosebleed(oh, btw, the link’s broken, couldn’t find the site anymore, maybe they moved or closed down). The pic’s title is, I think, ‘Turnend’-a must-see!

* Jap: fiancée

# Jap: dignity

° Jap: if you please/be kind
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