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Title: Thirst (5/?)

Author: Ykarzel

Rating: NC-17

Pairings: S/J

Beta: Benniepoo: building my computers, saving my identity,
and proofing my smut. True love.

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: I don�t own any of the characters in this story.
I don�t make any money period, let alone off writing :P

Summary: Sequel to Hunger.�
Though he�s always there to sate Jou�s hunger, Seto finds himself facing
a thirst of his own.

Note: For Blue Lagoon Loon, for giving me the one review I
needed to write this chapter.

�Jou?�

Jounouchi jumped at the sound of Yugi�s voice, coming to his
senses at the lunch table. �What?�

�Are you okay?� Yugi asked, bringing all of their friend�s
attention to settle on Jou.

�Yeah,� Jou replied lamely. He blinked a few times before he
could focus on his friend.

�You haven�t touched your food. Aren�t you hungry?�

Honda made some kind of loud comment, but Jou couldn�t even
focus on his friend�s rescue attempt.

Hungry. The last time he�d been
with Kaiba in the bathroom had been five days ago. Now, five days really wasn�t
that long. They usually met every four. But Jou had been feeling the ache since
the night before after work, and it grew stronger by the hour.

Work had gotten him out of having to deal with the
awkwardness of visiting Kaiba yesterday, but it did not help with the situation
he found himself in now. Sure, Kaiba had said that whatever this new strange
thing they were doing would have nothing to do with what they had been doing
before, but how could that possibly be true?

He thought about two days ago, being pinned under the larger
man while they kissed. The idea still made a warm wave shoot through his
body.� But that warm wave did nothing to
dull the ache in his stomach.

He tried to think back to before Kaiba, early in the
summer.� He was aware of the risks using
the theater created, and he had always waited as long as possible before going
back, letting the hunger build until he was overwhelmed by it. This was just a
tiny little ache.

Jounouchi was spoiled.

The day seemed to fly by, strangely enough. It wasn�t
exactly that he was dreading agreeing to go to Kaiba�s after school, it was
simply that he didn�t know what to think about it yet.� The ache grew stronger steadily, and the idea
of being around him and not on his knees in front of him did not feel
appealing.� However, thinking about
clinging together on the couch, kissing as if the world was ending, did seem
appealing.

When the final bell rang, he took his time gathering his
things, allowing his friends to pull ahead of him. He lingered in the bathroom
as well, ensuring they would start home without him. He figured he�d just go
straight to Kaiba�s, but he really didn�t want to push Honda�s excuse making
too far.

He was only mildly surprised to see Kaiba�s car parked out
front, and the man himself leaning against it. Kaiba�s eyes locked with Jou�s
across the yard, and Jou knew he was caught and had no choice in the matter.

He walked slowly, surreptitiously glancing around to see if
anybody was watching. Most of the students exited the school as quickly as
possible, and those remaining were not paying attention.� When he reached Kaiba he paused, trying to
think of something to say.

�Work?� he asked, trying not to sound hopeful.

The corner of Seto�s mouth quirked, finding Jounouchi�s
awkward reluctance amusing rather than disheartening.

�As you were busy yesterday, I spent most of the night in
the office to clear my schedule for this whole afternoon.�

Jou felt his stomach sink, and frighteningly the hunger in
his gut doubled. It was wrong, for Kaiba to want to spend time with him. He wasn�t
supposed to want to spend time with Jou. He was supposed to be so
far above that, he was supposed to want Jou as a hot mouth, not worth even
getting off the floor. Kaiba should not have even bothered with knowing Jou�s
name, let alone want to spend time with him.

Seto�s eyes narrowed, seeing a far off, desperate look
distract the blonde. �Are you feeling alright?�

Jou nodded without speaking, and slipped around Kaiba to get
into the car. They rode in silence as well, Jou staring pointedly out the
window and wondering if going back to the Tea Room would mean he was cheating
on Kaiba. Did Kaiba have any right over him yet?� Jou knew he�d given in to something two days
ago, but he did not know exactly what.

When they did arrive, Jou let Kaiba take the lead, following
sullenly behind, trying to ignore the ache that was beginning to cloud his mind.
They sat on the same couch, and still the tense silence held.� Jou instinctively wanted to break it, but he
resisted, trying to focus on making the need in his stomach calm down.� Seto seemed content to study him.

�I looked forward to this, yesterday,� Seto said, almost
casually.� His eyes narrowed again when
Jou cringed in what appeared to be near nausea. Something was very wrong.
Seto�s previous advances had caused the other embarrassment, making him shy and
awkward. Nothing seemed shy about Jounouchi now. It seemed as if he was in
pain.

Cautiously, Seto began to advance. As he leaned forward,
Jounouchi leaned back, bringing them nearly to the same position they had been
in on this couch two days ago. He brought their faces close and spoke softly.
�Just thinking about kissing you again made work tolerable.�

Curiously, the comment made Jounouchi pale. He didn�t seem
to want to leave, he made no move to protest or hinder, but his actions did not
correspond to the squirming, panting, blonde he�d pinned to the couch on
Tuesday.

Still trying to make sense of it, Seto pressed their lips
together in a soft kiss. When Jounouchi not only did not reciprocate, but
groaned in pain, Seto pulled back slightly, his brows furrowed in confusion.

Jounouchi�s eyes opened and Seto was shocked to see they
were dilated so severely that they appeared dark instead of amber.

Jou thought his insides were about to rip him apart. If
Kaiba did one more nice thing, Jou thought he might
die from it. He wasn�t worth nice. He
didn�t care anymore about keeping this and that and whatever separate, he needed to be filled.

He reached around the arm of the couch to the hard back.

tap � pause
� tap � pause � pause � tap � tap

Seto sat back the rest of the way, his eyes going wide.
Jounouchi did not look up, his previous sickly pale replaced with cheeks and
ears pink with shame. The blonde folded his hands in his lap, his whole posture
changing to submissive.

�Hn,� Seto said, folding his arms. �I�d hoped�� he trailed
off.� He took a deep breath, and stood.

Without a word, Seto grabbed Jounouchi roughly by the arm
and dragged him off the couch. Jounouchi did not utter a sound of complaint,
and did not struggle. Dragging the blonde, he led them through a door to the
bathroom. He pulled Jounouchi through violently, throwing him to the floor. The
blonde did groan then, wantonly.

Hitting the tile, Jou felt the delicious heat of shame flood
through him, making him moan. He pulled his legs under him, digging his knees
into the hard floor. He did not presume to look up at the man in front of him,
though he heard a zipper.

Had he actually thought that Seto Kaiba was being nice to him? To Jou, the
dog, the scum of the earth? He was nothing compared to Kaiba.

A fist gathered his hair and grabbed, using the hold to
shake his head violently. The action made his mouth open, and it was
immediately filled. Kaiba did not give him time to adjust to the intrusion.
Using his grip on Jou�s hair and his other hand on the back of the blonde�s
head, he pushed Jou�s mouth all the way down his shaft, causing Jou to gag
instinctively.

As Kaiba used his face, Jou could do nothing but wrap his
lips around his teeth and take it. He was just a mouth for Seto to abuse.

Jou reached for his own fly with is right hand. Growling,
Kaiba�s foot came up and pushed the hand away, back to the floor, where he
stepped on it soundly.� Jou�s left hand
was already on the floor, and Kaiba stepped on that one with his other foot.
This brought him a step closer to the blonde, and to compensate Kaiba pulled
Jounouchi�s hair, forcing his neck to bend back painfully.

Another hot wave of shame flooded Jou. How had he even dared
to touch himself in front of Kaiba? He did not deserve pleasure. He was only a
tool for Kaiba�s pleasure. He was so hard inside his pants that the pain of it
competed with the pain of Kaiba�s weight on his hands and the angle of his
neck.

Jounouchi was unable to move forward because of Kaiba�s hold
in his hair, not backward because of his trapped arms. When Kaiba used his hair
to pull his head back further, letting Kaiba�s perfect cock fall out of his
mouth, Jou could not move to reclaim it. He strained for it, to have it filling
him again, but Kaiba put his hands on either side of Jou�s head, holding him
still.

He pushed the blonde�s head forward, rubbing Jounouchi�s
cheek against the wet head of his erection.�
Jounouchi clamped his eyes shut, shame building in his stomach. Moving
Jounouchi�s head, Kaiba smeared the blonde�s face with saliva and pre-seed,
making sure to cover both cheeks and both clamped eyes. Once Jounouchi�s face
was slick, he moved back to Jounouchi�s cheek, grinding himself into the
blonde�s face.

Letting go with one hand, but keeping the other fisted
tightly in Jounouchi�s hair, Kaiba grabbed himself and pulled his erection to
the side, then let go and allowed it to swing back and smack Jounouchi�s face
with a satisfying wet thwack.

Jou�s entire body shuddered violently, as the shame flooded
his senses and he came into his pants with a groan. He�d never felt so used in
his life.

Kaiba used his groan as an opportunity to shove his cock
back into the other�s mouth. He thrust a few times, making Jounouchi gag with
each one. Using the blonde hair, he pulled his cock free again, and soundlessly
shot his seed across Jounouchi�s face.

Jou whimpered, the hunger clearing from his head but the
shame and guilt still controlling his actions. Kaiba dropped him all at once,
and Jounouchi had neither the ability nor the desire to hold himself
up. He crumpled to the tiled floor brokenly. The only thing he was really aware
of was Kaiba�s feet coming off his hands and the sound of the bathroom door
closing.
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