The Other Side of the Gate Part 2 | By : FlameAlchemist75 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1474 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Jounouchi had just gotten back to his apartment and already he felt terrible. Why had he let himself be tricked? Two manipulative bastards together was a bad combination. He should have realized it earlier. But he couldn’t change the past, no matter how much he wished he could. Knowing his father wouldn’t be home for a few hours helped ease his bad mood however.
He wouldn’t have to endure the drunk’s angry yells at how worthless he was. Smiling faintly, Jou grabbed a soda can from the fridge and sat down on his couch. But sitting around moping was the last thing on his mind. He stood up and made his way to the bathroom. A shower sounded like a nice way to help himself relax. Plus, he wanted to wash himself off. He knew he must have some of Kaiba’s scent on him.
A half hour later, Jou stepped out of the shower, wrapping a towel loosely around his waist. He walked out to find some clothes but noticed something very different about the living room. He blinked a few times to make sure he wasn’t hallucinating.
“You keep blinking like that and your eyes might pop,” the man lounging on the couch mused with a smirk. Golden eyes stared back at him.
“What the...Who...How...” But Jou couldn’t figure out where to start. This complete stranger had somehow found a way into his apartment. He looked vaguely familiar, but at the moment, Jounouchi didn’t care. He was half naked with a strange man (whom he assumed must be some sort of stalker) in his home.
“Speechless? I thought you would be.” The man stood up, his smirk never wavering.
“How the hell did you get in here?”
“I used the door.”
Brown eyes narrowed. “Smartass. Tell me how you got in here or I’ll—”
“What? Call the police? You don’t seem the type that would notify the law enforcement if something bad happened.” He took a step closer.
Jou held onto his towel tightly. “Get out of here. I mean it. I don’t care who you are or why you came, but just leave. I’m in a really bad mood.”
“Awww, did Archer do something to upset you? Poor puppy.”
For once the puppy comment didn’t throw him off the edge. Jounouchi was replaying what he had said about Archer. “You...You’re that guy from before...who bumped into me on the sidewalk.”
“Ah, you remember me. How flattering. Now...do you remember my name?”
Jounouchi squinted his eyes, as if the answer were written in tiny letters on the man’s face. “Kimblee.”
“Bingo.”
“Why are you here?”
“Maybe I wanna cheer you up.”
Jou’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Yeah right.”
“I have to say...blondes aren’t usually my favorite cup of tea but you seem different. You’re not as modest as all the others.” Kimblee walked closer to him, even going so far as to caress his cheek. “You’ve definitely seen your fair share of tough times, kid.”
“Get your hands off me, pervert!”
“There’s not much you can do when you’re in a towel, is there?”
“S-Stay away!”
“Of course, I can name one pleasant thing you can do.”
The blonde backed himself against the wall. Kimblee was now a mere couple inches from his face. Jounouchi was able to stare into his golden amber eyes for a minute before the other man’s lips had crashed down on his. His first instinct was to kick and flail around. He tried to break the kiss but Kimblee’s mouth was sealed tightly over his own and was not about to let go.
Dammit, I can’t give in, Jounouchi thought desperately. He held his towel firmly, not willing to let go no matter what. Kimblee broke the kiss and licked his lips. “Not bad,” he said. He raked his fingers through the blonde’s hair and pulled him closer. “But I don’t play as gently as Archer or his little boyfriend. I’m gonna take you hard and rough...Katsuya.”
“H-How did you know my name?”
Kimblee smiled cruelly. “I have ways of finding out information.” His eyes darted to the towel around Jou’s waist. “Now, about this towel...” Without warning, he pulled it off and watched in amusement as Jounouchi tried to hide himself. Kimblee pinned him against the wall, grinding his hips against the younger man’s heated flesh. “You like that, Katsuya? I’m sure you do.”
“Don’t call me that,” he panted.
“Then what should I call you?”
“Jounouchi.”
Kimblee lifted Jounouchi’s legs to wrap around his waist. Making sure he was latched around him, he carried him to what he assumed was Jou’s bedroom. Kimblee was in no mood for foreplay. He wanted to fuck the blonde senseless and then leave. But Jounouchi’s kisses were like fire to his skin. He had never felt so alive before and cursed himself for wanting this kid so much.
He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. Jounouchi must have heard because he was sitting up and waiting expectantly. As soon as Kimblee released himself, the blonde’s mouth had already closed itself around the head of his erection. “Damn...kid...” he groaned. His hands yanked at Jounouchi’s hair, urging him to continue. He didn’t like being submissive but it felt so damn good that he didn’t want to push him away. When he felt his climax coming, he roughly pushed the blonde away and thrust himself inside him without a warning.
Kimblee was pleased to hear the gasp of surprise and pain at the sudden intrusion. He began to thrust harder, chuckling to himself at how weak and pathetic Jou looked as he took him again and again. But his amusement died as soon as he saw the pleading look in his eyes. He was enjoying himself? He wasn’t in agony from nearly being torn? Kimblee slowed down until finally pulling out, wondering just what was going through the other’s head.
“Why’d you stop?” Jounouchi mumbled.
“You were happy,” was the reply he received.
“Yeah? What of it?”
“I was causing you so much pain and yet you still wanted more.”
“Oh...well I...Pain isn’t really an issue with me. My old man’s toughed me up over the years. I’ve got the scars to prove it.” He smiled slightly as he touched a few scars on his arms and back.
Kimblee closed his eyes. “Do you want this...Jounouchi?”
“What?”
Golden eyes flew open in irritation. “Do you want me to continue or not?”
“I...yeah.”
“Then hang on for a sec.” Knowing he was going to let himself ignore his reputation and start caring about someone, the former Crimson Alchemist took the hair tie out of his dark hair and let it fall around him. He felt Jounouchi’s hands reach and tug on the long tresses. He allowed himself to be pulled down on top of him. Jou’s lips touched his first and soon the two were in a battle for dominance. Jou wildly tore at Kimblee’s shirt as the two fell back onto the bed, moaning excitedly at the prospect of making love with each other.
Two hours later, Jounouchi was exhausted but extremely happy. Kimblee was asleep beside him, his lean torso pressed against Jou’s back. It hadn’t felt that good when he and Kaiba had fucked. Kimblee was different. He had wanted to continue all night, but he had gotten tired and didn’t want to explain to the neighbors what the loud noises coming from the apartment all night had been. Against his better judgment, Jou ended up falling asleep as well, a content smile on his face.
***
Jounouchi was awoken the next morning by the sound of the apartment door being slammed. He blinked a few times, noticing that Kimblee was still asleep beside him. He was about to sit up when his bedroom door flung open and his very angry, drunk father stood in the doorway.
“What the fuck?” the burly man bellowed.
“Uh...Dad...I can...explain...”
“Shut yer face, ya piece o’ shit! What the fuck is this?”
All the yelling had woken Kimblee from a very peaceful sleep. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the terrified look on Jou’s face. “Hey, what’s—” he began but turned and saw the seething burly blonde man at the doorway, eyes bloodshot and hand holding an empty bottle of beer. “Who the hell are you?”
“I should be askin’ you that question, ya bastard,” the man shot back. “Became a whore now, Katsuya?” he growled. “Always knew you were one. Just didn’t think you preferred men.” The blonde blushed furiously. “I’ll tell ya one thing I don’t tolerate. I ain’t havin’ a queer son! Get the fuck outta here before I kill ya!” He raised the empty bottle, but Kimblee grabbed the man’s wrist, wishing more than ever that he had his alchemic powers again.
“Touch him and I’ll kill you, old man,” the dark-haired man hissed.
“Leave my house!”
“I pay the rent!” Jou shouted. “It’s my apartment, not yours, Dad!”
“I don’t care! Get out!”
“You’re drunk, you’re not thinking logically!”
“Shut up! I’m thinking just fine! Now get out!”
“Those threats are amusing, especially since I could break your arm,” Kimblee said coolly.
The blonde man’s face paled. “Kimblee, let him go,” Jou sighed. “We’ll leave.”
“But—” The look he received was enough to stop his interruption. Kimblee let go of the other man (who left the room swiftly) and reached for his clothes on the floor. “You shouldn’t give in to him,” he mumbled.
Jounouchi took a deep breath. “I know...but...he’s drunk right now and I know he won’t listen to reason no matter how much we beg him. Besides, I was grateful you stopped him from attacking me...but I’m used to it.”
Kimblee was silent as he put on his pants. He thought a moment and brushed his lips against the blonde’s shoulder. “I don’t care how many times he used to hurt you. I won’t let him anymore.”
“T-Thanks.”
“So where will you go now?”
“One of my friends’ houses, I guess. What about you?”
Kimblee frowned. “I don’t exactly have a home here...but I could always room with Archer. Though he’d probably kill me if I suggested it.”
“Why?”
“The guy hates me, but it’s so much fun to piss him off.” He ruffled Jounouchi’s hair playfully. “C’mon, let’s leave and spend the day together.”
“But—” A kiss was all it took to make him stop talking. “I hate that you can control me with a kiss,” Jou grumbled.
“What can I say? I’m a natural.”
The two were sure to gather everything they had and left the apartment. Jounouchi expected odd glances to come their way when Kimblee laced their fingers together as they walked down the sidewalk. But no one seemed to care. He wasn’t sure if he could tell his friends yet about what happened. He was skipping school to spend time with his...boyfriend. Could he call the dark-haired man that? Or did it sound too immature? The blonde shrugged, tightening his hold on Kimblee’s hand. He had strong feelings for him and although he knew they weren’t in love (not yet anyway), he was willing to get to know him. Jou knew that, with the right time, he could come to seriously care for Zolf Kimblee. And that thought was something he didn’t want to ignore.
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