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It Comes Around	By : NihilEtNemo Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4646 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: Okay, everything concerning the plot of this story, I made up. Seth was not a foreigner, he was Atemu's cousin. I have no flipping idea how they all died, but this wasn't it. I don't even know that Marik, Tristan, Duke, or Joey had past lives in Ancient Egypt (though I think it probable that at least Joey did). I know that Yugi and Ryou didn't have separate bodies as I say they did. Don't use this as a source for any kind of information whatsoever. I barely know anything about Egypt, so don't even take me at my word on any of the incidental info. Basically, I just took Kazuki Takahashi's characters and screwed them up and over royally.
All future pairings: Joey/Duke, Joey/Seto, Joey/Tristan, Joey/Tristan/Duke, Joey/Tristan/Duke/Seto, Marik/Ryou, Tristan/Duke, Bakura/Ryou, Bakura/Marik, Bakura/Marik/Ryou, Malik/Bakura, Malik/Marik, Malik/Bakura, Malik/Marik/Ryou, Malik/Bakura/Marik, Malik/Bakura/Marik/Ryou, Malik/Marik/Seto, Marik/Bakura/Ryou, Malik/Bakura/Marik/Ryou/Seto, Yami/Seto, Yami/Yugi, Ryou/ Seto, and maybe more, like Tristan/Seto or Duke/Seto. That's currently undecided.

It Comes Around
CHAPTER FOUR
Warnings: Lemon, Minor

Pairings: Joey/Tristan
~*~

"Hey, Joey," Yugi chirped, walking up beside his friend.
"Hey Yug."
"So..." Yugi looked up at him. "You think you'd wanna eat supper at my house tonight? Gramps is going out of town for a week for a rare card convention."
Joey shrugged. "Sure. Whatsa matter - don't wanna be alone?" He grinned.
Yugi smiled back. "I've got Yami, but it would be nice to have some other company."
Joey nodded. "Sure, I'll do it."
"Great!" The short teen seemed overly enthusiastic. "I'll see you tonight." He ran off.

~*~
"Hey Tristan." Yugi stood beside him.
"What's up?"
Yugi shrugged. "Nothing much. How'd you like to eat at my house tonight?"
Tristan looked at him. "Why?"
Yugi shrugged again. "Gramps is going to be gone. You want to?"
"Sure, why not. I can't be home too late, though."
"Okay!" He ran off. "See you later!"

~*~
Yugi was breathless when he got home.
"Everything's ready," he panted, leaning on the counter beside Yami. "They're both coming."
"You're still sure you want to do this?" Yami looked at him seriously. "You realize you may be forcing them into something they honestly don't want."
Yugi shook his head. "They want it, Yami. They just don't know the other does."
Yami sighed. "I suppose. You've always been good at reading people. If you think it's a good idea, I trust your judgement."
Yugi smiled, and Yami couldn't help but return it slightly. That happy smile had always made him melt... Unfortunately for him, Yugi was still uncomfortable with the idea of them being lovers, or if he wasn't, he hadn't said anything to the contrary. He was fairly certain he was in love with Yugi in this lifetime as well, but until Yugi reciprocated his feelings, he couldn't do anything except melt.
He hoped what he was feeling wasn't leaking over to Yugi through their mental link.
If it was, he gave no sign. "They'll be here in a couple hours," he said. "I'm so excited! Maybe they'll look just as happy as they used to once they're together again."
"Maybe, Yugi. Hopefully." He smiled slightly and put one hand on top of Yugi's head to ruffle his unruly hair - something he would never do around anyone else, but it felt natural right now. Yugi just smiled.

~*~
Joey walked into the dining room to find two plates of food, but no Yugi.
"Hey Yug!" he called. There was no answer as he walked up to the table. He found a note in Yugi's handwriting.
'Hey, I'll be right back. Go ahead and start without me.'
Joey shrugged and dropped it. "Don't havta tell me twice." He sat down at one of the plates and started shoveling food into his mouth.
Not two bites had passed into his gullet before he heard somebody else coming. He looked back and choked as he saw Tristan.
"What are you doin' here?"
"Yugi asked me. What about you?"
"Ditto."
They looked at each other for a moment, then Joey shrugged. "The note said just to eat. Grab a seat." Tristan rolled his eyes, but he sat down and started eating nonetheless. He didn't wolf it down quite like Joey, but he set a respectable pace.
Joey stopped eating and looked at him. He looked back.
"You know, Tristan," said Joey, "you're fuckin' hot."
Tristan grinned and grabbed Joey, pulling him closer to kiss him. Joey's glass of aphrodisiac-laced water shattered on the floor as they leaned over the corner of the table. They took up their roles as if they'd just been apart for a few hours, Joey exploring Tristan's waiting mouth with his tongue, Tristan welcoming him. Joey pulled Tristan out of the chair, knocking his similar glass off the table. They ignored it as Joey pushed him out of the kitchen/dining room, still kissing him, loathe to lose contact. He did break the contact, though, long enough to push him onto the couch and straddle his hips. They eagerly ripped each other's shirts off to finally inspect bodies they'd only been allowed to see in gym class, where 'inspection' was frowned upon.
Joey kissed Tristan's chest, but Tristan pushed him away.
"Now, Jou," he said, hands already working at Joey's pants.
Joey grinned. "I outrank ya; ya can't order me around like that." He obliged, though, pulling off his friend's pants and boxers as his own were removed. He reached down, between Tristan's legs to play around his entrance, making Tristan gasp.
"Virgin?" the blond asked with a grin.
"Saving myself for you," he said with an answering grin. "You?"
"Don't tell the guys at school."
Then he moved down and took Tristan's erection in his mouth. Tristan gasped again, thrusting slightly to meet it. Joey gagged slighly and removed his mouth.
"Deep throating is Devin's bit," he said sternly.
"I'm sorry, okay?" Tristan breathed. "Just get on with it, you bastard."
Joey grinned and did what was asked of him. He sucked at Tristan, and was thoroughly pleased when he made the brunet moan. He ran a hand lightly up the back of hs thigh, his sensitive spot, and Tristan cried out very quietly as he came. Joey was careful not to swallow too much of his essence.
He spit into his hand and rubbed it over his cock, coating himself, and kissed Tristan again. He inserted one cum-coated finger into Tristan, trying to stretch him, adding a second finger. Tristan gasped slightly and Joey took it slowly, though he was dying to take him, now. He patiently added a third finger to stretch him, ready him. He didn't want to hurt Tristan, though he knew some pain would be unavoidable.
"Come on," Tristan demanded. Joey found him hard again and stroked him once, teasingly. Tristan growled.
"If you think you're ready..." he said, and slowly entered him. He saw the pain that moved across his friend's face and stopped to let him adjust. "Sorry," he said.
Tristan shook his head. "Don't worry about it. Okay; I'm ready."
Joey moved forward, slowly entering Tristan. He slowly thrust into him until he was completely buried in Tristan's so-tight warmth, and kissed him again, waiting for a sign that he was ready.
"Go," Tristan breathed after a moment. Joey nodded and obliged, drawing out of him a little to thrust back in . Tristan was so damn tight - he didn't think he'd last very long.
Despite his resolve not to hurt Tristan, he began to go faster, harder, but that seemed to be exactly what Tristan wanted. "Come on Joey - Jou - I'm so close..." he moaned, and Joey knew exactly how he felt, being so close himself. He lifted one hand to stroke Tristan's straining erection, pumping in time with his thrusts. The brunet's fingers tightened on his shoulders and he thrust himself to meet Joey. With a quiet cry of "Jou-!", he came, arching his back. His already virgin-tight passage constricted around Joey's member, and he came inside of Tristan.
Joey kissed his friend as he lay down with him, making him moan as he drew out of him. "Was that as good for you as it was for me?" he joked.
Tristan grinned and kissed him, encircling him with one arm. "At least."

~*~
Jou burst into Hon-da's room.
"I did it," he said. "Your ridiculous challenge."
The captain of the guards smiled. "I know. I'm proud of you. Must've been hard."
Jou sat near him on the bench topped by a straw-stuffed mattress, his luxurious bed, and leaned his head against teh wall. "You have no idea what it was like. You're cruel, evil... I found Seth swimming in the river with his clothes up on the bank and I couldn't do anything"
"I'm proud of you for resisting the temptation. Actually, I didn't think you could go a single day."
Jou looked at him. "Well, I did it. I don't know how, but I managed it, and I can't go any longer." He leaned forward. "I need you now."
Hon-da spread his arms. "Okay."
Jou grinned and kissed him aggressively. The brunet gave way before him, letting him dominate utterly. In truth, he had been celibate this last week in deference to Jou's efforts, and while he wasn't as infamously active as Jou, he was a little starved for willing human contact.
Jou's kisses moved to his neck, while his hands roamed his chest and stomach. "Where's your sweet spot...?" he wondered aloud, and kissed Hon-da's collarbone.
"My what?"
"I've been with more than three hundred people," Jou said, "and everyone of them, men and women, had a spot that could make them go crazy, with a touch, or a kiss.. And I was just wondering where yours was..." He kissed down to his smooth chest.
"Where's yours?"
The blond grinned at him. "That's no fun. You have to find it." he ran his hands down Hon-da's sides, to his hips. The brunet made a quiet noise, and he suspected he was getting close. He pushed his hands up from his knees under his kilt, over his thighs. It got a response, but not quite the response he was looking for, as Hon-da inhaled sharply, and he turned them to the back of his legs, running his hands along the back of his thighs, and Hon-da arched toward him slightly, his breath catching in his throat. Jou smiled. "Right there," he said.
"Oh yeah," the guard panted. "You win." He sat up to kiss the blond, who was still stroking his thighs. Jou kissed him back, then pushed him back down. Hon-da reached back, his arms stretched out over his head, and pulled back a small glass vial, filled with an almost-clear oil. Jou smiled and opened it. It smelled sweet, and he inhaled deeply, one hand still resting immobile on Hon-da's thigh. Then he smiled again and set it down to pull off Hon-da's skirt. His own soon joined it, and he picked up the oil again, pouring some into his hand.
"Not too much," Hon-da warned him. "It was expensive - I think Devin had to go to Seth to get it for me."
Jou coated his member with it while Hon-da watched. It felt good to do - not that he hadn't touched himself this past week, but it was always better with someone else. His other hand gently stroked the top of Hon-da's thigh in a similar rhythm, watching the captian of the guards melt beneath his hand.
Then he moved the hand he had been stroking himself with, still lightly coated with Hon-da's oil, and used it to play around the brunet's entrance, entering him with two fingers, immediately beginning to move his fingers to stretch him out. His other hand moved from his thigh to stroke his already hard erection, as he slipped in the thrid finger. Hon-da finally moaned quietly, which was exactly what Jou wanted. He liked his partners to make noise.
Jou kissed him as he entered him with no trouble. He switched hands, supporting himself with the clean one, the oiled one moving to stroke Hon-da's erection in time with his thrusts. Hon-da's breath was coming heavily, not really looking up at Jou any more than he was looking down at him. They were both too sex-starved to last very long at all.
The blond stroked the back of his lover's thigh again, making him moan low in his throat. With another thrust against that magic spot inside of him he couldn't hold it any longer and arched his back, tightening around Jou as he came. Jou came as well, crying out quietly as he filled Hon-da with his seed.
Hon-da panted quietly as Jou lay on top of him, still inside of him.
"You're not expecting me to only sleep with you, are you?" Jou asked quietly, his breath still fast. "If you are, then it's been fun, but that's about it. So long."
The brunet shook his head. "No. What fun would that be? Go ahead and chase Seth. I'll keep after Devin."
Jou smiled. "Good." He kissed him again and pulled out of him finally, then lay with him.

~*~
Joey stirred, feeling a reassuring warmth in his arms. "Mmm... Hon-da..." he murmured, wrapping his arm tighter around his friends, feeling a like response. He moved his head slightly, nuzzling Tristan's shoulder.
"Do you realize what we did?" he heard Tristan say quietly.
He answered the question with one of his own. "Do you know how long I've been waiting to do that?"
"About 5000 years, I would guess."
Joey looked up to find Yugi leaning on the back of the couch, looking down at them. The blond realized that they were both still naked and turned instantly beet red, Yugi, seeing it, turned around.
"Sorry. Go ahead and get dressed."
They disentangled themselves and hurried to do just that. Neither of them said anything; they were both as red as cherries, and they didn't have anything they could say.
"Yug..." said Tristan when they were dressed. "We... ah..."
Yugi turned around and kind of giggled. "Don't worry about it, it was my fault. Don't hold it against me, though."
Still too embarrassed to effectively comprehend much, Joey could only say "What?"
Yami came into the room and stood behind his hikari. "There's a reason for your sudden for your sudden passion toward one another," he said. "Yugi learned, from me, that you were lovers in your past lives and thought it would be fun to make history repeat itself."
"How'd he do it?" Tristan asked, curious and seemingly a little concerned.
"There was an aphrodisiac in the water," Yami told him. "What you were feeling may very well not have been real. We have to apologize - it never should have happened." Yugi glanced at him; the former pharaoh seemed positively humbled. The hikari felt a little guilty for his attack of conscience.
Joey spoke up, stepping forward. "Now hold on," he said. "I don't know anythin' about Egypt or past lives or afro-whatevers, but I do know that I wasn't feeling anything different from what I've felt every time I've looked at Tristan for the last three years, at least. I love him." Suddenly, he stopped and glanced behind him at the object of his affections. "Erm..."
"I agree," Tristan said. "I've been in love with Joey for years."
Yugi turned to his dark half. "I told you."
Tristan wrapped his arms around Joey's shoulders, and the blond grinned. "What were you saying about our past lives in Egypt?" the darker of the two asked. "Was I..." he closed his eyes. "Was I captain of the guards?"
Yami smiled slightly. "Yes. You're starting to remember. Joey, you were the captain of my personal bodyguards."
"I think I remember that," Joey said slowly, looking slightly up at the ceiling to think. "Jou - hey, that's what Yug called me." He looked surprised. "You knew, huh?"
Yugi nodded. "Uh-huh. But you've been calling me Yug since you met me, and you didn't know that was my name."
"Oh wow." He paused slightly, apparently considering something. "I had a thing for the priest, huh? Seth?"
Tristan nodded to himself as though recalling the fact, and Yami confirmed it. "You were always trying to get him to sleep with you, but I don't think he ever did. You thought I didn't know."
Tristan remained silent and thoughtful, but Joey grinned as he remembered. "It was fun to bait him, though. I guess even the stick up his ass got reincarnated." Yugi giggled slightly, covering his mouth. "Just one more question." Yami raised one eyebrow in question. "Do you think we could have some of that afro-whatever?"
"It's an 'aphrodisiac'," Tristan told him. "Like a lust potion."
"Cool. Anyway, do you guys have any left?"
"What for?" Yugi asked, curious.
"For Duke." Tristan grinned slightly too as Joey said it.
"Sure," said Yugi, giving his yami no say in the matter. He poured some into a little bottle from the container. "Just put only one drop in the food, or you can put like three drops in some water and let it sit out. But don't use any more than that - Malik wouldn't tell us what it would do, but I think it would be bad."
Joey took it from him. "'Kay."
Tristan suddenly looked at the clock. It was midnight. "Crap," he said. "I was supposed to be home an hour ago." He quickly let go of Joey and moved to the door.
The blond followed him. "Wait, I'm coming with you." He turned back in the doorway. "Thanks, you guys. And he says thanks too." He jerked his head back to indicate Tristan.
"Yeah, thanks," he called up from the stairwell. "Come on, Joey." The blond grinned and followed him.
Yugi turned to Yami again.
"See, I told you," he said.
Yami nodded. "You were right, of course. However, I don't think giving Joey that aphrodisiac was a good idea."
"It'll be fine," Yugi said confidently. "Just you wait. They'll all be happy, and everything'll be how it's supposed to be."
Yami smiled at Yugi's assurance. "I'm sure you're right, aibou." Seeing Joey and Tristan together and happy just made him want to wrap his arms around Yugi and give him a big kiss, but out of deference to his light's wishes, he does nothing but smile and want him. Oh, but Ra, he wants him.
Yugi yawned. "I'm tired," he said. "I'm going to bed. You coming?"
"Yes," Yami said, and followed Yugi back to his room, where they went to their sadly separate beds.

~*~
Tristan and joey walked at only a moderate pace, with their fingers entwined. Tristan didn't think he'd veer been happier. Wasn't it every guy's dream to have a cute blond at his side holding his hand?
"Cherries," Joey said suddenly out of nowhere, lifting his head up.
"Huh?" was tristan's intelligent response. "Cherries what?"
Joey grinned. "Your oil smelled like cherries. It must have been expensive."
Tristan nodded slowly. "I think you're right. That's strange. There weren't any cherries in Egypt."
Joey shrugged. "Somebody took a road trip."
They walked on, leaning slightly into each other just to be close. This was all he wanted, just to be able to be close to Joey, the man he loves. He never really thought he'd get the chance, outside of his wierd Egyptian dreams that he realized now were probably memories. Joey seemed to be remembering mor than he was; maybe he could help him fill in the blanks.
They got to Tristan's house and kissed deeply on the porch before Tristan went inside and Joey took off.
It turned out to be a very good night indeed; his parents didn't even notice that he was an hour and a half late, and he went unpunished. A good ending to a perfect night.

~*~
To Be Continued...
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