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Overexerted to my Delusion	By : tiarakc Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2759 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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It's so safe to play along

Little soldiers in a row

Falling in and out of love

Something sweet to throw away.

I want something good to die for

To make it beautiful to live.

I want a new mistake, lose is more than hesitate.

Do you believe it in your head?

-Go with the Flow, Queens of the Stone Age

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Seto waited until that Friday to go out with Joey, for the simple fact that he had too much work to complete at his job. His mind wasn’t too focused though, because waiting in anticipation for the Friday was killing him. Joey had been on his mind and Seto was beginning to wonder why. This strange relationship baffled him to some degree.

Could he ever see himself with Joey in the future? It wasn’t out in the press that he was gay and the only three that knew had been Joey, Roland, and of course, Mokuba. Even in the modern day, he couldn’t imagine what would happen to his company if it did come out that he was gay.

It just seemed that Seto was attracted to Joey, because he seemed different. The act, what he did for a living, the way he talked; it all seem to attract him and he wanted more. The night at the club was a different experience and it was one that was unforgettable. The sound of the music that pumped through his veins, still drove through his veins and filled his head with thoughts that happened that night. He had wished that he could remember what remember what happened after all the drinking. He couldn’t imagine what trouble could have happened if the cops knew that Joey was driving plastered.

It still raced through Seto’s mind of what the hell attracted him so much to Joey. He had never had another person try so hard to be with him. They would just have sex and be done with it, but Joey didn’t do that. He even was courteous enough not to take advantage of Seto while he was in such a vulnerable state; almost like a gentleman.

Seto hadn’t thought about drugs since before his night out with Joey, but the more and more that Friday approached he wanted it bad. Cherry would have eased him with that night at the club and maybe he could have possible returned that kiss to Joey. With the dreams and thoughts that he had about the blond, he knew that he was definitely physically attracted to the other and there was something there that made him want him. He didn’t care how he had Joey, he just wanted him.

He never would have guessed that one day, it would be him needing a drug in order to relax.

As Seto was sitting in homeroom, it was Tristan that walked into the door without Joey by his side. Seto thought this was strange considering that the other didn’t do anything without Joey by his side, but Joey must have decided to skip out or was going to be late.

Tristan walked over to Seto’s desk and sat on the edge looking down at him.

“Mind telling me what the fuck you are doing sitting on my desk, Taylor?”

“I’m not the jealous type, Kaiba. I don’t mind him fucking you on the side-”

“What the hell are you talking about? We went to a club and danced. I think you are a little envious. Don’t worry, your master will be in soon enough.”

“He doesn’t own me Kaiba, we have an open relationship.”

“Taylor, I don’t give a shit. Would you please, get your ass-”

“Just listen to me, Kaiba. Don’t hurt him. I’ve been there for Joey for a very long time and I don’t want someone like you getting in the way and ruining what I’ve tried to restore. He was hurting and it was me, that was there for him. If you’re not in this for the long run, the good and the bad, then I would advise you pull out now. It happens again and I’ll be coming after you.”

Seto stood up, so he was now face to face with Tristan.

“I don’t do well with threats.” Seto said with narrowed eyes.

“I don’t make threats.”

“-Yo! What’s going on here?” Joey said waltzing into the classroom with a big smile on his face, sporting a small cut by his eye.

“Me and Kaiba was just having a nice morning chat.” Tristan hopped off the desk walking across the classroom to his seat.

“So am I still seeing you tomorrow?” Joey asked Seto.

“Yes.” Seto was still looking at Tristan amazed at the gall of the other.

“Hey? You okay?” Joey asked looking concerned and Seto nodded before taking his seat.

“I’m fine. You better go over and muzzle your slave. It doesn’t know how to talk to people.”

“I’ll be sure to do that.” Joey smiled once again, leaving Seto to himself and sitting beside to Tristan.

Seto knew what Tristan meant by “through the good and bad” and it was something that Seto thought about as well. If he wanted anything to do with Joey, he would somehow have to try and get over Joey’s drug dealing. But how could Seto convince Joey that it wasn’t necessary to do something so drastic. Joey was in a bad business and Seto could see by the bruises and cuts that were displayed opened on Joey’s face marring the smooth skin. Yet as he glanced over at where Joey was chatting lively with Tristan, nothing seemed to faze him. He didn’t seem bothered by the way he looked when he came in.

Friday night came and Seto had allowed a couple of Mokuba’s friends to stay over for the evening, under Roland’s supervision. He showered and dressed quickly in a white top and medium blue denim jeans, flying down the stairs once he was finished.

“Eagered Mr. Kaiba?”

“Are you?” Seto smirked as he looked at the older male. “You’re going to be dealing with a bunch of preteens.”

“Ice cream and video games should put them out. As for you, try to calm down on the drinking tonight. Don’t want any loud making out to wake the kiddies.”

“Mokuba told you about that, huh? Just make sure those heathens don’t destroy my house. If I come back to my house looking as though a hurricane tore through, I’ll be going on a rampage and destroying someone’s children.”

“Don’t worry Mr. Kaiba, they’ll be in good hands. Go have fun.”

Seto patted down his clothing checking to make sure he had everything, including the two red pills he placed in his back pocket for safe keeping.

“I’m good. Call me if you need anything Roland.” Seto said grabbing a black blazer to wear into the cool night air.

“Yes sir.”

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Seto knocked on Joey’s apartment door and waited for the other to answer. Was he nervous? A little less than the previous time, but the butterflies were still there as he realized this was going to be the second time that he was going out in public with the other.

“Hey.” Joey greeted opening the door. The cut on his eye was a lot more noticeable, as it turned a deep red as it started to heal. “Want a drink before we leave?” He asked.

“As long as its not that piss you gave me at the club.” Seto said walking into the apartment.

“Still didn’t like, eh? I tried. Not everyone can take it. I’ll be sure to make you something less pissy, more fruity.” Joey chuckled walking into the kitchen. Seto followed him sitting on one of the stools at the bar.

“Where’d Bakura stay for the night?”

“He went to Ryou’s house to believe it or not. At first, I thought the little guy was hitting on you,” He sat a bright green drink down in front of Seto. “Until I remembered, he wasn’t as stupid as he looked and he knows Bakura would ring his neck if he ever thought about another man.”

“Possessive much?”

“Just a bit. Drink up. We can talk later.”

“There is one more thing I want to ask you about. You and Tristan…?”

“What about me and Tristan? We fu-”

“Yes, I know that bit of information quite…clearly. What I’m wondering is why is it only that. It’s obvious that he really cares about you.”

“And I really care about him, but don’t go trying to understand the complexity behind us. We don’t even understand it sometimes, but me and him have come to a mutual agreement that it is best we stay and remain friends with benefits.”

“Have you talked about what would happen if you two ever found other people you actually care about other than each other?”

“No sex.” Joey’s lips were forming a smile. “I wont screw around on you if that’s what you’re worried about. With Tristan or anybody else.”

“That’s…not what I meant.” He downed his drink in one shot and stood up from his seat. “Let’s go.”

“I didn’t upset you did I? I’m only trying to make this conversation less awkward than it already is.”

“I said let’s go.” Seto repeated making his way to the door and grabbing his jacket.

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As soon as they entered the club, Seto excused himself from Joey, leaving him at the bar before heading to the restroom. He needed a moment to himself, just for a bit. The restroom was empty and Seto reached into his pocket pulling out the two red pills.

Why did it come to this?

He reached inside the small bag, taking a pill from it and popping it into his mouth. He settled the other one back into his pocket and looked into the mirror straightening his shirt and fixing a stray hair before leaving the room. He was once again absorbed into the scene of the music and flashing lights. Looking over the railing, he spotted Joey, dancing with a blood red headed male who had his arms wrapped around his waist.

“It’s just a dance.” He whispered to himself.

But why didn’t it look like it? Why was the jealousy flaring up through his bones.

He quickly took a detour to the small bar on his floor and demanded the bartender mix him up something strong. He drank swiftly, before dropping a few bills onto the bar and made his way down the stairs and towards Joey. He was still bumping pelvis with the redhead who was licking his lips and staring at Joey like a piece of meat.

Seto pressed against Joey’s back, wrapping his arms around his chest holding him tightly.

“I leave you for five minutes and already you’re enticing guys to bend you over the bar and take you for all your worth.” he slurred into Joey’s ear, making the other laugh.

“What’d you drink without me?”

“-Hey!”

Seto and Joey turned to the now angered redhead standing in front of them.

“I was dancing with him!”

“Well he thanks you for the warm up, but I’ll be putting in the hard work.” Seto gave a somewhat drunken kiss behind Joey’s ear as he eyed the other male.

“After me!” He growled.

Seto pulled away from Joey and pushed Joey behind him as he stepped in front of the man.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you too well. Say that again.”

The front of Seto’s shirt was grabbed in a tight grip pulling him closer to the man in front of him.

“After-”

Before the man could finished the sentence, Seto delivered a strong kick to the midsection of the other, being released immediately. Pulling back his fist he landed it hard against the red head’s temple knocking him to the floor out cold.

“Holy shit!” Joey laughed aloud grabbing Seto’s hand. Looking up, he saw two other burly men making their way through the crowd. “We better go!” He said pulling Seto towards the stairs just in time to avoid the outstretched hands of the men. They could hear the curses behind them as they quickly ran up the stairs and down the small corridor where Joey fumbled to get the key out and into the lock.

Seto’s eyes widened as he saw the two men just reaching the top of the stairs.

“I think you should hurry up a little.”

Joey threw open the door, running inside and slamming it closed behind him and Seto locking it.

“Fuck…” Seto cursed as he panted, head spinning.

He didn’t know what possessed him to hit the other guy. It was if his he didn’t have control over his body. The adrenaline pumped madly through him when he was downstairs and then his body went numb. Next thing he knew, the man was on the ground unconscious and it was by Seto’s own fist.

It felt amazing.

“You knocked that guy out in a single hit!” Joey said excitedly, but calmed down once he saw Seto’s condition. “You okay?”

“Water…” Seto said making his way to the couch with Joey’s help. Joey sat him down before hopping into the kitchen fetching a drink for him. “Thank you.” Seto began drinking the water to help calm his nerves.

“You all right? I don’t have to take you to the hospital or anything do I?”

“No.” Seto chuckled. “I’m fine.”

“That knock out was sick.” Joey said plopping down on the couch beside Seto. “Kinda knocked some excitement into the place, huh?” He looked at the exhausted brunet.

“That wasn’t me.” Seto sat his glass of water by his foot.

“Calm down, that asshole deserved it. Thanks for it.”

“Don’t expect it to happen again. I was waiting there for that guy to get up from the floor and rip me into two.”

“We could have handled them. Admit, it was a change of pace to what you‘re used to.”

“No, I’m used to uncontrollable messes.”

“I’m just curious as to where it all came from.” Joey raised an eyebrow.

Reaching into his back pocket, Seto grabbed the small bag with the pill in it and tossed it into Joey’s lap.

“Ah…” Joey quickly put two and two together as he analyzed the pill sadly. “You should have probably watched it with your alcohol intake. Its meant to take the place of it, not be taken with it.” He handed it back to Seto.

“You should take it.”

“Nah…not tonight.”

Seto took the bag and emptied it into his hand. He laid the pill on his tongue and closed his mouth, gesturing Joey to come nearer to him. Joey rolled his eyes as he slid down a bit until he was right beside Seto feeling the warmth radiating from the other’s body.

Seto looked into Joey’s eyes finding a deep sadness. Even though his mind was slightly foggy, he could still that Joey was feeling a little dejected. Cautious fingers touch the slowly forming scar below Joey’s eye making Joey wince slightly.

“What are you doing?” Joey whispered.

‘Through the good and the bad’

Seto’s mind repeated. He leaned forward pressing his lips against Joey’s slightly dry ones. For a second, Seto thought he wasn’t going to return it, until fingers began to run through his chestnut hair and a tongue swiped across his bottom lip. He opened his mouth allowing the tongue to explore his mouth, which took the pill that still sat on his tongue before being swallowed.

Joey looked at Seto through half lidded eyes, wondering if he should continue.

“Ready for the hard part?” Seto smirked, sitting up and captured Joey’s lips once more as he pushed him on his back on the sofa. The kiss was invasive and dominated clearly by Seto whose hand spread Joey’s legs so he could lay between and rub his growing clothed arousal against the front of the Joey’s own. Joey gasped, fingers clutching the back his head, tilting his head slightly to deepen the kiss.

The hot tongue of Seto traveled from the lips of Joey, down his jaw, to the slightly tanned flesh of his neck. He loved the sounds that escaped Joey, those same sounds that he heard from his dream haunting him once more. He bit deeply into the skin and sucked hard until a reddening mark began to appear.

“Seto…”

Seto’s insides could have melted from the way his name came from the husky tone. He kissed his way down the chest he began to slowly expose as he unbuttoned the red shirt and shoved it down Joey’s shoulders. He bit hungrily into Joey’s right nipple earning him a frustrated whimper.

Joey sat up throwing his shirt to the side and began to undo Seto’s shirt which he disposed with his own, leaning forward and kissing down to the waistband of his jeans. He pushed Seto back onto the arm of the chair as he undid the pants and yanked them down along with everything else, leaving Seto naked to his gaze.

Seto was getting that feeling. The feeling of the effects of the drug as it took passage through his blood stream, down to his groin. The gaze that Joey was giving him, Seto could tell the same thing was happening to him. His breath soon became heavy as he watched Joey slide back a bit before bending over and wrapping his lips around the aching tip of his cock.

“Shit…” He threw back his head, running a hand through the golden mop as Joey continued his ministrations. He had hoped that this time, he wouldn’t wake up in the middle of it. It couldn’t be a dream; he hoped it wasn’t. This was the best feeling in the world as he felt the tongue giving languorous licks to the base. Seto stopped Joey as soon as he reached the back of the throat and pulled him back slowly. “You’re…going to make…me-”

“-Come? I thought that was point?” Joey grinned leaning forward and pressed a wet kiss to Seto’s lips. “Look at you…the beads of sweat forming on your forehead while you lay here in a spent mess. What to do with you?” The tips of Joey’s fore and middle finger pressed against his mouth. “You should get these nice and wet for me.”

Seto eyed Joey. Was he really going to allow the other to take him? He didn’t know Joey well to have the other be in charge that quickly already. He was so used to being dominant, would he know how to submit.

“Suck.” Joey demanded in a solitary word, egging Seto to open his mouth and accept the fingers.

He did as he was told.

He knew that he could always take Joey if need be, but as the ecstasy worked through him, he needed Joey. He needed to feel Joey inside of him. Joey soon pulled the sopping wet digits from his mouth and moved them between his legs finding that puckered entrance.

“I’m going to assume this is your first time? Sometimes, it comes in handy to be versatile.” He slid a finger carefully inside, moving it in circles to fit deeply to the knuckle.

Seto guessed that Cherry was numbing the pain. The only thing he could feel was the slight uncomfortable pressure of the intrusion. Joey worked the other finger into Seto’s body sliding both of them in and out making him groan.

“Gods you’re tight.” Joey said as he continued to stretch. He made sure not to forget the weeping member of Seto, taking it in his fist and pumping in time with the thrust of his fingers.

“Fuck Joey…I’m going to come.” Seto gasped.

“You should hold it until I’m inside of this hot tight body.” Joey released him, sliding his fingers from the hole and undid his own pants which had became extremely tight from his erection throbbing horribly against the front of his jeans. He kicked them off, along with the rest of his clothing and settled back between Seto’s legs. Reaching down into the glass, Seto was once drinking out of, he dipped his hand down and pulled it out wrapping it around his own shaft until it was dripping wet. “Ready?” Joey warned, teasing the head of his cock at the small opening.

Behind Seto’s closed eyes, bright lights danced in his vision as soon as Joey thrusted deep inside of his body. There, what should have been pain, was unbelievable and immeasurable pleasure. It was as if, Joey hit the special spot in one go.

“Shit, Seto…” Joey stilled his movements waiting for Seto to adjust.

“What the hell are you doing?” Seto said looking up at Joey.

“Trying not to hurt-”

“Fuck me.”

Joey’s eyes widened a bit at Seto’s voice.

“What?”

“You heard me.”

Joey pulled out until the tip was barely inside the ring of muscle. Seto wrapped his arms around Joey’s neck, kissing him roughly as time raced as the two bodies intertwined, moving together as one in perfect rhythm. Seto’s body felt as though it were on fire as the male above him pounded deep within him. Groans and moan, pants and heavy breaths sounded loudly throughout the room echoing as loudly as the music from the downstairs room. Soon enough, the names of the two men in the room bounced from the walls and faded from bruised lips.

When Seto awoke, he squinted his eyes finding him still in the small room above the club. There was no music, only the sounds of Joey’s heavy snores as he laid on Seto’s chest.

“Joey?” Seto called slightly pushing Joey‘s shoulder. The other growled loudly before turning his head. “Get up.” Seto said hitting him in the arm.

Joey arouse looking down at Seto. He yawned, before pulling his hips back and sliding from inside Seto, who gave a slight hiss from the loss. As Seto went to move, he felt the pain soon shot up his back sending him to lay back down.

“You okay?” Joey asked tiredly.

“Do I look okay? I feel like a train ran into me…literally.”

“I’m sorry.” Joey frowned. “I tried to get you to take it easy. I don’t have anything for you to take that would ease the pain.”

“Its fine…I just need a moment.”

Seto needed longer than a moment. He was feeling so much pain in his lower body beyond very sore.

“Do you regret that it happened?” Joey asked.

“No,” Seto laughed lightly. “It was everything I ever thought about.”

“I’m that good in your dreams? Might have to keep you exhausted more often.”

“I know Mokuba’s probably worried. I need to be getting home.”

“You just wait a bit and then we’ll get back.”

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When Seto arrived home, he limped into the doors, slowly closing them behind him. He hadn’t wanted to wake Mokuba if he had still been sleeping and he didn’t want his little brother catching his new walk. He went straight to the medicine cabinet to grab some ibuprofen and then some water to wash the pain reliever down. He would be so thankful when it would kick in.

Seto had sex with Joey.

It hadn’t been some crazed, drug induced fantasy that was abruptly ended by the climax of emotions; but rather assuaged in a spiraling ending that left both Seto and Joey breathless. Seto had felt something. For the first time, he had feelings for another human that wasn’t his brother or a business associate. Though it felt right, he knew that all of this was moving too fast. They didn’t even know anything personal about one another, besides the constant rumors they heard around school. Seto knew there had to be more than the hard exterior, drug dealing, ditzy blond that most people in that school despised. There was something about Joey that Seto couldn’t put his finger on.

“Seto!” Mokuba cheered running into the room and wrapping his arm around Seto’s waist. Seto was thrown back onto the stool where he winced, yet still held his arm around Mokuba. “I thought I heard you come in! Did you have fun last night?”

“Yes I did. Ah…how was your night? Guest still here?” Seto questioned and Mokuba shook his head.

“Nope. They were picked up earlier this morning.”

“What’d you guys do?” Seto was hoping to diverge their conversation from what happened to him last night.

“Video games, pizza; the usual!”

A long silence began to grow.

“Sooo…” Mokuba started. “Last night…”

“All you need to know is that I had fun and that’s it.” Seto tried to walk as normally as he could to the stairs without having Mokuba wonder why the hell he was walking in such a away. He could see the grin on his brother face’s from behind as he ascended the stairs.

His brother was too smart for his own good.

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For the rest of the weekend, Seto talked to Joey only once after what happened that Friday. Joey had kindly called him while he was at work Sunday morning making sure that everything was okay. Seto told him he was fine before rudely hanging up on him and getting back to work. He was finished with his vacation and now it was time to catch up on business before he was out on the street.

He figured that evening he would be able to call Joey and apologize, but realized that he had to finish the assignments he had due from the days of his absence.

Then he was stressed again. Worrying about trying to finish a five page report on Shakespeare’s Hamlet and a Calculus packet that he had to complete in one day, rather than the five days had he not been at home wondering where the hell time went.

That evening he kept glancing at the drawer which held the leftover pills. Gods, was he tempted to take one to get rid of the massive headache he felt coming on. Instead of something so powerful, he decided a little caffeine would keep him concentrated enough to complete everything. However, even after the warm cup of coffee, sweaty palms tried to grip a pencil that dug deeply into the paper before eventually breaking the point. Dropping the pencil, he stood up walking to the side table drawer next to his bed and reached inside grabbing the bag.

It was 9:00 now.

He could be up in time.
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