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In The Locker Room	By : AtomBunny Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7396 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This is the last chapter. It's almost as long as the other three chapters put together, but there was a lot of ground to cover and I didn't want to split it up. I just hope I've managed to do it justice.

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Joey Wheeler cursed his luck as he jogged towards the Kaiba mansion. It was a good half hour's jog from Yugi's at the best of times, but about ten minutes out from the Game Shop it had started raining and he'd quickly taken shelter under a convenient awning. However, after a few minutes of sheltering there he'd come to the conclusion that the rain was almost certainly going to be in for the night, so he didn't hesitate to head out towards the Kaiba Mansion once again, despite the way back to the Game Shop being quicker and more sheltered.

Just over twenty minutes later found him stood outside the forbidding gates at the entrance to the Kaiba estate, dripping wet and quite chilled. He hesitated over pressing the button on the intercom for a few moments, then pressed it anyway as he reasoned that he'd come this far – in the pouring rain no less. Surely Kaiba would appreciate that much and hear him out at least. A few more moments passed until his call was answered.

"Joey?" Mokuba's shocked voice came over the intercom. "What are you doing here?"

"I need to speak to your brother," Joey said, quickly coming to the conclusion that there must be a camera somewhere nearby, enabling Mokuba to see who was at the gate. "He is here isn't he?" Joey realised he was going to look like an idiot - and get a hell of a lot wetter - if Kaiba had gone back to his office at Kaiba Corp.

"Yes, he's here," Mokuba said slowly, causing Joey to breathe a sigh of relief. "But he's gone to his room and shut himself in."

"Damn," Joey muttered, frustrated but not ready to leave just yet, "Do you think I could come in and try to talk to him anyway?"

"I... don't know," Mokuba said uncertainly, "I'm not sure that..."

"Look, Mokuba," Joey interrupted, "You know me and Kaiba have never got on." 'Until today,' he added silently. "Do you really think I'd come out here and ask to see him if it wasn't really important?" He shivered as water dripped from his hair and ran down his back. "And it's kinda wet out here you know..."

"Oh! Sorry," Mokuba said a little contritely, "I'll let you in." A buzzer sounded and the gates began to swing open.

"Thanks Mokuba, see you in a mo," Joey said with some relief at having made it over the first hurdle. He entered through the now open gates and began jogging towards the large house, approaching the front door to find that Mokuba was already waiting for him.

"Hey there Joey," Mokuba greeted him as he ran up to the door. "You look like a drowned rat!" he observed, handing Joey a towel as he passed through the door.

Joey panted as he entered the hallway, dripping all over the floor even as he dried his hair off. "Better than being a wet dog I guess," he quipped with a derisory chuckle.

Once Mokuba had closed and locked the door, he turned and pinned Joey with a glare. "Now, I'm guessing that you know exactly why Seto has locked himself in his room so spill," he commanded, every inch a Kaiba.

Joey stopped rubbing at his hair and turned a look of consternation onto the young Kaiba. "It really isn't for me to say," he evaded. He knew better than to tread on Kaiba's toes when it came to the care of his little brother and if Kaiba hadn't said anything to Mokuba, then he certainly wasn't about to.

"Damn it Joey, I'm worried about him," Mokuba pleaded. "He only shuts himself away like this when he's really upset about something. It could be days before he comes out of there!"

Joey blanched at the thought of Kaiba shutting himself away for days, although he did suspect that Mokuba was exaggerating a bit. "Well if he were to listen to the whole sentence instead of only half of it..." he muttered under his breath.

"What was that?"

"Ah, nothing." Joey replied as he flushed with embarrassment. "Look, Mokuba, me and your brother had a... misunderstanding earlier. That's probably why he's upset." Joey held up his hands as Mokuba was about to demand that Joey tell him everything. "I really can't say any more than that, but if you let me try to talk to him..."

"But how do I know that you won't just upset him even more?" Mokuba pointed out.

"I can't guarantee that I won't upset him," Joey admitted, "but if we can clear up this misunderstanding he'll be a lot happier." he stated that last more confidently than he felt. Dealing with Kaiba could be a minefield at the best of times, let alone when he was upset.

"Fine," Mokuba said frustration evident in his voice, "follow me." Joey dropped the now damp towel onto a convenient chair as he complied and followed the black haired boy deeper into the mansion. Soon he stopped a few feet away from a large door. "This is Seto's room, so I guess I'll leave you to it." He turned a steely glare onto Joey, "Just... don't make it any worse," he warned.

"I'll do my best," Joey replied, taking in the sight of the heavy wooden door with some trepidation.

"Good luck," Mokuba said encouragingly, then he turned to leave Joey to try and talk to Seto.

Joey waited a few moments, then crept back the way he'd come in order to make sure that Mokuba wasn't simply hiding around a corner in order to eavesdrop. He held no illusions that Mokuba couldn't listen in if he really wanted to, but he was satisfied that he'd done what little he could to ensure that he wouldn't be overheard and he hoped that Kaiba would appreciate that in the event that the kid did listen in. Finally he crept back to Kaiba's door and prepared to knock.

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Seto Kaiba rubbed at his temples for the fifth time in the last twenty minutes. He just could not find his concentration this evening after everything that had happened since that afternoon. Why the hell had Wheeler rejected him like that? Well, maybe he hadn't been about to reject him, he hadn't let him finish what he was saying after all, but what else could he possibly have to say? This was Wheeler, the boy that he'd called mutt and loser almost ever since he had met him. Of course he would reject him.

Kaiba looked at the door as he heard hushed and muffled voices in the corridor outside his room, only to face a pang of disappointment as the voices went away. What was he thinking, wishing that the mutt would come after him like he had earlier. After all, Joey had rejected him hadn't he?

That brought to mind how Wheeler had confessed that he liked him and then given him the best blow job he'd ever experienced. That made him think of the possibility that Joey hadn't been about to reject him after all. Maybe he should have stayed and let him finish what he was about to say. But it was too late now. He'd run, like a coward. Kaiba slammed his laptop shut and was ready to throw it across the room in frustration and disgust at himself and the loss of control that had ultimately led him to this state when there was a timid knock at the door, followed by a firmer one when he didn't answer.

"Kaiba, you in there?" Seto's hope flared as Joey's voice drifted through the thick wooden door. There was silence for a moment as he still couldn't bring himself to answer, then he heard Joey continue, "Well your brother says you're in there, so..."

Kaiba paled slightly as he thought about his brother. He'd swept up to his room as soon as he'd got home without even acknowledging Mokuba and he knew that the boy must be worried about him. He was pretty sure that he wouldn't even have contemplated letting Joey in otherwise. Of course then there was the issue of just what Joey had said to Mokuba to convince him to let him in. But there was no help for it now; he'd just have to talk to Mokuba later.

"Damn it Kaiba," Joey's voice made Kaiba jump as he punctuated it with what sounded like a fist on the door. "You asked me a question then didn't wait for the full answer. I know I said that it probably wasn't the best idea in the world to come home with you but I was going to add that I wasn't exactly known for doing the sensible thing and I was going to come with you anyway, you ass!" He sighed again, "Now I've had to run all the way across town and you won't even talk to me." Joey went silent as he waited in vain for Kaiba to answer. "Come on Kaiba, we've been running from each other all afternoon on the flimsiest of excuses and I don't know about you, but I've had it with that."

Kaiba's heart lurched as those words sank in. Joey had had enough. He was going to go away and leave him...

"Fine," Joey's tired voice came through the door once more indicating a sense of defeat, "I'm not running away this time, but I'm cold and wet and I'm going to have to get home so I can change before I come down with something, so I guess I'll see you around."

Kaiba snapped out of his pity party with those words. Joey was going to leave, but he didn't want to go and he was wet? Kaiba looked at the window, noting that yes, the rain was pouring down outside. If he'd run across town, of course he'd be wet. He knew that he couldn't let Joey leave in that state, so he flew to the door, opening it quietly, seeing that not only was Joey very wet, just like he'd said, but that he really was going to leave.

"Running away again?" Kaiba said just as Joey reached the end of the corridor.

Joey spun round, eyes sparking, "You're a fine one to talk!" he exclaimed, stalking back towards Kaiba. "You've run more times than I have."

"Technically, you started running first when you started avoiding me," Kaiba pointed out, "But I'm glad that you did, otherwise we'd probably still be fighting." He smirked, "I do believe that makes us even."

Joey was about to argue again, but given the situation he decided that it would probably be for the best if he just let it go. "So... what now?"

Kaiba closed the distance between them and enveloped Joey into a hug, only to let him go and step back. "Damn it Joey, you're soaked to the skin!"

"Well, if someone had listened to me instead of running off, I wouldn't be," Joey pointed out, then he sneezed.

"Come on," Kaiba grabbed Joey's hand and dragged him into his room. "We need to get you out of those wet clothes before you catch a chill," he said looking at Joey critically. "In fact I think you should take a shower and get warmed up. You look frozen."

"Yeah, that's probably a good idea," Joey said, shivering slightly as he gave a sidelong look to Kaiba. "You thinking of joining me?"

Kaiba gave Joey a regretful look. "As much as I'd like to, I really should go and talk to Mokuba."

"Yeah, that's probably for the best," Joey conceded, trying not to look either relieved or disappointed. "The kid did look kind of worried."

Kaiba pinned Joey with a sharp look. "What did you say to him?" he demanded.

"Nothing really," Joey replied a little defensively. "I only said that we'd had a misunderstanding. Besides, I wasn't sure that there was anything to tell, not that I would presume to tell your brother if there was."

"So... is there anything to tell?" Kaiba asked, refusing, at this point, to assume anything.

"There is if you want there to be," Joey said. "I know we've done everything the wrong way round and I'm not daft enough to think that everything will be sunshine and rainbows, but I'd like to try and work things out and see where they go." He looked at Kaiba with a touch of uncertainty. You?"

"I think I'd like that." Kaiba stepped forward again and made to embrace Joey, only to stop as he remembered that he was still soaking wet. Instead he placed a hand on Joey's chilled cheek and leaned forward to kiss him tenderly. "Go and take your shower, we can talk later," he said, indicating the door that led to the bathroom. "You will still be here when I get back?"

"Yeah," Joey confirmed with a smile. "I'm not running away any more, remember?"

"Good," Kaiba said with satisfaction. "I'll be back as soon as I can."

"Don't rush on my account," Joey replied. With that, he turned and walked into the bathroom and Kaiba left to find Mokuba.

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Half an hour later found Joey much cleaner and considerably warmer. He'd taken his time in Kaiba's luxurious bathroom, enjoying the seemingly never ending stream of hot water and expensive bathing products, although he did use those sparingly. Afterwards, as he dried himself on one of Kaiba's massive fluffy towels, he found himself wondering what he was going to wear. His clothing lay sodden on the floor, completely unsuitable and he didn't fancy rifling through the wardrobes and drawers in Kaiba's room without his permission as, despite the events of the day, he knew that they were a long way from being so casual with each other. As he worried over the problem, his eyes alighted on what he assumed was Kaiba's robe, hung on the back of the bathroom door. He picked it off the hook with a little uncertainty, then shrugged as he decided that his only other option would be to walk around naked, definitely making wearing Kaiba's robe the lesser of two evils.

As he slipped the robe on he shuddered with pleasure. It was so soft that he fancied that it was like wearing a cloud and even better, it smelled faintly of Kaiba. He couldn't help but smirk, however, as he noticed the KC logo stitched onto the garment. He snorted as he wondered if Kaiba had that logo stitched onto his underpants. He hadn't even thought about it earlier on when he'd blown Kaiba in his office, but maybe he would get to find out later.

He hung his sodden clothes over the side of the bath, not really knowing what else to do with them and not wanting to leave them in a soggy pile on the floor, then left the bathroom and walked back into Kaiba's room. Once again he found himself uncertain as to what he should do. Kaiba hadn't given him any clues and he didn't think it was a good idea to walk around the mansion in Kaiba's robe lest the staff draw more of a conclusion than Kaiba would want them to. Not that he'd seen any staff, but he didn't want to take that risk. He also didn't want to disturb Kaiba's time with his brother, especially as he wasn't sure what Kaiba was going to tell him. Turning up in a bathrobe may not go down all that well depending on the circumstances.

Sighing again as he decided that the best course of action would be to stay put, he walked over to Kaiba's massive bed and sat down on the edge. Shortly he was lulled by the sheer comfort of the soft bed and he lay down, closing his eyes as thoughts raced through his mind.

Why hadn't Kaiba given him something to wear? A couple of answers came quickly to mind. The first being that it was a way to keep him here; to ensure that he didn't run away again. Not that Joey was going to run anyway. After all, he was the one that had originally said that they'd been running all afternoon and it had to stop. The other reason was that Kaiba simply hadn't thought about it, or that he'd expected to be back before Joey had finished.

Then he thought about what Kaiba might be expecting once he came back to his room. He'd be lying if he said that he wasn't nervous; after all, he'd never done anything like this before. Yeah, he'd fooled around a little, who hadn't? Not that he'd gone any further than kissing and the occasional grope, but he'd done plenty of 'research' on how things worked on the school's computers without getting caught. That research had come in handy today, a day that had already had a number of firsts in it and it had only been a few hours since things had come to a head in the locker room.

Thinking about things in those terms brought on a sudden attack of nerves and he shot up from the bed and began pacing the room. Maybe Yugi had been right and things were moving too fast. But then again, if he'd stayed at the game shop and left things alone, he was pretty sure that Kaiba would have completely iced up and that would have been the end of that. The guy could be as stubborn as a mule once he'd made up his mind about something.

He lay back down on the bed, facing what he thought may be Kaiba's side. That was another thing. Kaiba had started calling him Joey, so why hadn't he started using Kaiba's given name? After a moment's consideration he came to the conclusion that it was a barrier he was keeping up in the event that Kaiba was going to pull the rug out from under him, but while Kaiba may have accepted a blow job and then blown Joey off, there was no way that he would return the favour if that was what he had planned.

He mentally shrugged as he felt himself drifting off towards sleep. He'd just have to take the chance and trust Kaiba. Relationships were supposed to be built on trust after all...

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A short while later, Seto was finally making his way back to his room and, hopefully, Joey. He'd talked to Mokuba for quite a while and had been surprised to find that Mokuba was more than accepting of Joey. In fact he was quite glad that Seto had finally admitted that he liked Joey and he couldn't help but shake his head at the thought that his little brother had known better than he had all along.

Mokuba had suggested that he should go and stay at Yugi's for the night, so that Seto and Joey would have time to 'talk'. Seto had given Mokuba a funny look at the tone he'd put on that final word, but had taken him up on his suggestion, calling Yugi and arranging things to his satisfaction. Of course, he'd had to put up with Yugi telling him that he'd better not hurt Joey, but he'd reassured Yugi then sent Mokuba off in the limo.

Unfortunately, just as he'd been making his way back to his room after seeing Mokuba off, he'd become sidetracked by his personal mobile phone, some moron that worked for him having made some stupid error that he'd felt the need to bother him with instead of fixing it himself. He'd ripped the guy a new one, telling him exactly what would happen to him if he didn't manage to fix the problem without disturbing him at home again, but it had taken longer than he would have liked and he hoped that Joey was still there and that he would forgive him for the delay.

Soon he was stood outside his room, and his heart dropped as he was unable to hear any noises from the inside. He should have known that Joey wouldn't want to wait for so long and it was a dispirited Seto that opened the door to his room, only to stop short as he took in the sight of the blond wearing his robe and lying on his bed. He wasn't surprised that Joey hadn't been able to resist the large, comfortable bed, one of the few comforts that Kaiba allowed himself. Most of his life was spent in uncomfortable chairs and restrictive clothing and most people would assume that the stiff, unbending CEO of Kaiba Corp would have a firm bed, but he found a soft, springy bed extremely comforting and an aid to the sleep that he needed.

Closing the door carefully behind him, he finally stepped away from it and crossed quietly to the bed, not wanting to disturb the occupant just yet. Joey looked extremely peaceful and innocent in his sleep and Kaiba stood there silently for several minutes, committing the sight to memory in case he never got to see Joey like that again. He did wonder at the mutt's presumptuousness in wearing his robe, but he mentally face-palmed as he quickly realised that he'd neglected to leave Joey anything to wear and he appreciated that Joey hadn't rifled though his drawers and closets in search of suitable attire. Not that he'd have minded seeing Joey completely naked. He gasped as he suddenly had a vision of Joey naked, beneath him on his bed and writhing with pleasure. The vision hit him so hard that he had to sit down with a thump, disturbing Joey as he did so.

Joey blinked awake as he felt the bed lurch beside him. "Oh, hey Seto," he said, coming fully awake as he realised that Seto was staring at him. He made to sit up. "What is it?"

"You called me by my given name..." Seto said slowly.

"Uh... Is that a bad thing?" Joey asked, turning slightly paler.

"No, not at all," Kaiba said with a small smile. "I've been calling you Joey pretty much since you were in my office earlier, so it's only fair."

"Oh good," Joey said, flopping back with some relief. "So... how's Mokuba?" He had to ask. Better to know now if the kid was upset so that he could leave before things became too intense.

"He's fine," Seto said. "In fact he says that he knew that something was going on before I did."

"Somehow I'm not surprised," Joey said. "That is one clever kid."

"He's gone to stay with Yugi for the night," Kaiba informed Joey, who was stunned by the news.

"Really?"

"Yes. It was Mokuba's idea, but I liked the thought of having you all to myself," Seto said, giving Joey a possessive look, "without the risk of interruptions."

Joey suddenly had a thought. "Shit, I should have called Yugi to let him know I'm alright. Was Yugi OK?"

"Yugi's fine. Warned me not to hurt you actually," Seto said, then hummed in appreciation as he leaned over Joey. "But less about Yugi," he said, kissing Joey softly, "more about you and why you are wearing my personal robe."

"Not like I had a lot of choice," Joey gasped as Seto pulled the collar of the robe to one side and latched onto his neck again, nibbling up and down from shoulder to earlobe. "I couldn't very well sit and wait for you naked."

"I wouldn't have minded," Seto breathed into Joey's ear, causing Joey to give an involuntary shudder.

"Seto, what're you doing?" Joey gasped again as Seto kissed his way down his neck and partway down his chest.

"I think that's pretty obvious," Seto replied as he gave Joey a smouldering look that took his breath away. "You look so sexy, wearing my robe and lying on my bed. I want to..." He lowered his head and nibbled on a dusky nipple, teasing the nub into hardness with his teeth.

Joey groaned aloud and his cock fully hardened at the naked want in Seto's voice and the sensations that were coursing through him as Seto continued to tease at the sensitive nub. But as much as he wanted to continue there was one more question that he needed the answer to before he could fully let go. "Seto... this is... more than just sex to you isn't it?" He hoped that he'd managed to keep most of the insecurity out of his voice. "You're not going to run away or throw me out once we're done?"

Seto looked sharply at Joey, "Where on earth did you get that idea?" he said. "I thought we'd agreed to see if things could work between us. You're not having second thoughts are you?"

"God no, it's just that..." Joey gulped, "every time we've seen each other today..."

"I understand," Seto said, leaning forward to kiss Joey. "I promise that I won't kick you out or run away, but if you're worried about it we can stop," he offered.

Joey sagged with relief as he saw the sincerity in Seto's eyes, only to frown with confusion as Seto began to move away. Joey quickly surmised that Seto had taken his relief the wrong way, so he reached out and pulled him firmly back.

"I thought you wanted to stop," Seto said, looking at Joey with a little confusion.

Joey smiled, "There you go, jumping to conclusions again," he said "I don't want to stop. Not now." He deliberately brushed his covered arousal against Seto to illustrate his point. "The offer to stop was more than enough to convince me, so," he gave Seto a mischievous look, "What do you say we work some of this stress out of our systems?"

"Hmm, Sounds good to me," Seto said with a smile as he began fiddling with the knot of the robe that Joey was wearing. Soon enough he had it open and his mouth went dry as he took in the sight of the blond sprawled across the bed, completely exposed and very obviously aroused.

"Enjoying the view?" Joey asked playfully after Seto had stared at him for several moments.

"Oh yes," Seto said huskily, unable to move as he continued to gaze at Joey, committing everything to memory. He only came back to himself as Joey lost patience sitting up and pushing him back onto the bed. Joey then straddled him, leaning forwards and attacking his shirt buttons with fervour. The sight of Joey hovering over him, robe hanging open, giving him a perfect view of his arousal was too much and Joey let out a hiss as Seto, unable to resist, reached out to caress his cock and balls.

Joey, however, did not stray from his task and he soon had Seto's shirt open, exposing his pale and creamy skin. He began gently running his fingers over the soft skin, eliciting a sensual shiver, then he pierced Seto with a smouldering look, slowly leaning forwards to lick gently over a taut nipple. The sensations were overloading Seto's brain, causing him to groan out loud and fist his hands into the bed-covers. "You're very sensitive, aren't you Seto," Joey said with a smirk as he bent back to his task, nipping and licking at each nipple in turn until Seto was practically writhing beneath him. He slowly kissed his way down Seto's torso, Seto gasping and bucking as Joey pushed his tongue into his belly button divot, then Joey gently pulled at the hairs of Seto's 'happy trail' with his teeth. But then he could go no lower as Seto's trousers were in the way.

"Hmm, you're still overdressed lover," Joey said as he sat up and began working at Seto's belt, soon having it undone. Moving quickly he divested Seto of his trousers and underwear, (yes, they did have the KC logo on them, he noted with some amusement,) then raked his eyes over Seto's nearly naked form before finally shedding the robe and crawling back up over him. To his surprise, he found himself flipped onto his back, with Seto looming over him and he let out a gasp at the intensity in Seto's eyes. It crossed his mind that he should be annoyed, especially if Kaiba was presuming that he would be on top all the time, but he was to be surprised by Seto's next words.

"You can be on top next time if that's what you want," Kaiba all but growled. "This time I want to see how loud I can make you howl."

"I'll hold you to that," Joey said as he pulled Kaiba down on top of him. They both groaned at the feeling of skin on skin contact and Seto wasted no time in kissing Joey passionately, slipping his tongue sensuously against Joey's own as their arousals brushed together with delicious friction.

"How far do you want to go?" Seto asked breathlessly as he pulled away from the kiss.

Joey was touched that Seto would ask and not just assume that he would go all the way. "I'll go as far as you want to," he said, giving Seto a look that showed his sincerity and need.

Seto shuddered as his cock gave an almighty twitch in response to Joey's words, then he reached into the bedside cabinet and brought out a small bottle of lube. Joey looked at the bottle with some trepidation, the enormity of what they were about to do hitting him for the first time.

Seto noticed Joey's sudden reticence and sought to reassure his soon to be lover. "We don't have to go this far if you don't want..."

Joey put a finger to Seto's lips. "I want to," he said, sincerity and trust blazing from his golden eyes. Yes, he was a little worried about what was to come, but he had to trust Seto.

"I'll take good care of you," Seto said with just as much sincerity, "I'll do my best to make it good, I promise."

Joey nodded, shivering with anticipation as he settled back to let Seto do as he would. Seto lubed his fingers and reached down to run a finger around Joey's entrance, watching his expression carefully as he slowly slipped the first finger inside.

Joey did his best to relax, knowing that things would go badly if he tensed up, but this didn't feel too bad. It was strange, but not bad. He took a deep breath and forced himself to lie still as Kaiba gently worked his finger in and out of his hole.

"You ok," Seto asked.

"Not... too bad," Joey said uncertainly. "It just feels a little odd that's all."

"As long as it doesn't hurt," Seto said as he prepared to push the second finger home. "Ready?" he asked. As Joey nodded he began to slowly insert the second finger.

Joey breathed out slowly. That... wasn't so bad. He was starting to feel a little better about this. Yeah, he knew there was a little way to go yet, but Seto hadn't hurt him so far.

Seto murmured something that didn't register with Joey, being so focused on the strange, but not unpleasurable sensation of having something inserted into his anus, but as Seto pushed the third finger into him, he couldn't help but let out a pained groan.

Seto leaned in to kiss Joey in an effort to take his mind off the discomfort until he could find the spot that would make everything feel better. He hoped it wouldn't take him too long as Joey continued to whine with distress, even as Seto did his best to distract him.

Joey was about to tell Seto to stop, that he couldn't do this when Seto did something that made all his nerves light up and he let out a loud howling moan. "Oh God, Seto, do that again!" he pleaded.

Seto smirked, relieved. "With pleasure," he said as he proceeded to make Joey howl over and over again. Once Joey was reduced to a gasping heap on the bed, Seto removed his fingers and Joey gave a needy whine. "Patience," he said as he lubed his own erection in preparation to take the panting boy beneath him, "I'll make you howl louder yet." He settled in between Joey's thighs and raised him up into position to be taken, gritting his teeth as his cock head nudged against the softened and lubed ring of muscle. He wanted to be inside Joey's welcoming heat right now, but knew that he had to take this slowly lest he cause Joey pain. "Ready?" he asked, not wanting to take Joey without warning.

"Yes, Seto... please..." Joey gasped then let out a groan as Seto began to push inside him, stretching him even further than he had been before.

"Oh Joey, you are so... tight" Seto ground out lowly, the incredible feeling of sinking inside making it hard to think coherently. He continued to push into Joey agonisingly slowly taking into account the slightly pained look on his face, being ready to stop the moment Joey said so, even if it were to kill him to comply. But soon enough he was all the way in, balls deep in that incredible heat and he held himself still, restraining the instinct to thrust as he buried his face into Joey's neck, breathing harshly.

Joey, for his part, did his best to relax, knowing that if he tensed up now that he would cause pain for both of them. He hadn't expected it to be this uncomfortable. It didn't really hurt all that much, the sensation being more of a burning soreness than actual pain, but it wasn't exactly feeling good right now and he had to force himself to relax.

As Seto buried his face into his neck, Joey realised that he was holding himself back with an amazing force of will and his trust and respect for Seto went up a notch. Thinking back to how uncomfortable he'd felt with just three fingers inserted and how it had felt so much better after Seto had found that spot, he came to the conclusion that things would likely not start to feel good until there was some movement involved so he shifted his hips slightly, causing Seto to give a sharp intake of breath.

Seto moved so that he could look into Joey's eyes. "If you do that again, I don't think I'll be able to stop myself, he said, an almost desperate look in his eyes. To answer that, Joey put his arms around Seto, pulling him in for a toe-curling kiss. He twitched his hips again, with a little more force this time, giving Seto a clear signal that he should carry on and Seto almost sagged with relief, kissing him back in earnest as he began to slowly move, being careful not to cause Joey any more discomfort.

Joey placed his hands on Seto's shoulders, wondering that Seto had become so caught up that he'd neglected to remove his shirt, then promptly forgot all about it when Seto changed his angle slightly, hitting his prostate dead on. Joey gave out a loud, howling cry and surged up against him, gasping at the aftershocks of the sensations running through his nerve endings.

"Found it," Seto said smugly as he continued to thrust at that angle, striking Joey's prostate with almost every stroke, over and over again, driving the blond beneath him into a frenzy. Seto was grateful that they had already had two orgasms that afternoon otherwise he was sure that this would have been over already and he wanted it to last. Even with that in mind he knew that it wasn't going to take overly long and he turned his attention to Joey's pleasure, intent on making sure that Joey achieved his release before Seto succumbed to his own climax.

Joey clutched hard at Seto, digging his fingers into his shoulders as Seto continued to brush over his prostate, groaning with every jolt to his nerves. He also knew that he wouldn't last for long, but that didn't stop him from reaching in between them and grasping his twitching erection and pumping it in time to Seto's thrusts. Almost before he could register it, he was racing towards the precipice, moaning Seto's name as his orgasm fast approached.

Seto took in the erotic sight of Joey pleasuring himself with a groan and, knowing that Joey was reaching the end of his endurance, ground hard against him several times, eliciting the loudest howl yet as Joey emptied himself all over his hand and stomach. Suddenly, the feeling of Joey's walls constricting against his straining and twitching cock was too much to take and, with a loud groan he coated Joey's walls with his seed, afterwards collapsing, spent, onto Joey's chest.

"Told you I'd make you howl," Seto said with a smirk, even as he panted with exertion.

"Yeah, you did," Joey gasped in return. "God, that was amazing."

"Thanks, you weren't so bad yourself," Seto replied earning a half hearted swat from Joey who grumbled the word "ass" under his breath. Seto replied to that by raising himself up to give Joey a kiss, finally slipping free from his body as he did so. "Are you feeling alright?" Seto asked with concern as Joey gave a wince.

"Only like I just had a log shoved up my ass," Joey said, shifting slightly uncomfortably.

"A bath might help that," Seto offered helpfully.

"But I don't want to move," Joey almost whined.

"That's OK, you don't have to," Seto said gently, leaning over and kissing Joey softly before getting up from the bed and finally shucking off his now wrinkled shirt. He looked at the garment for a moment, then shrugged and used it to clean up the exhausted blond on the bed before half heartedly wiping at himself. Once he was done, he threw the shirt into a corner, resolving to dispose of it in the morning, then returned to the bed, pulling a quilt over the both of them.

"Hey Seto?" Joey said sleepily as he snuggled into the decadently soft bed, "you know when we were in your office earlier?"

"Yes?" Seto replied, wondering what Joey was going to say.

"Well, I was only in your office for about 20 minutes all told. You told me that the door was on a thirty minute timer," Joey pointed out, "So... what was all that about?"

"I was bluffing," Seto said. "I'd actually unlocked the door before I got up from my desk."

"So, I could have left at any time?" Joey was surprised.

"Yes," Seto confirmed. "I would not have kept you there if you had really wanted to leave."

"Thanks Seto, that really means a lot," Joey said, "but... what if I had tried the door again?"

"I was taking a gamble," Seto said. "I was pretty sure that you wouldn't try the door again, taking me at my word. But if you had, I'm pretty sure that would have given you pause enough for me to convince you to stay."

Joey thought about what his reaction would have been and was forced to come to the conclusion that Kaiba was probably right. "I don't know whether to be impressed or freaked out," he said frankly.

Kaiba pulled Joey close, "Don't feel creeped out," he said in a reassuring tone of voice. "In my line of work it's important to be able to read people and predict what they might do, not that it's worked out every time with regards to you today." He gave a depreciative smile, "There were a couple of occasions I let my emotions get the better of me."

Joey stretched up and gave Seto a peck on the lips. "OK, that's fair enough," he said, then settled back down on his side of the bed and, after giving an expansive yawn, drifted off into sleep.

Seto watched Joey sleeping for a while, marvelling at the changes the day had brought before he too succumbed to the lull of sleep.

There were a lot of issues that they would have to work through in the cold light of day, but one thing was for sure.

Neither of them would run away again.

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