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How to Raise a Well-Mannered Puppy	By : Rroselavy Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12678 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Disclaimer: I do not own or profit in any way from Yu-Gi-Oh
A/N: Two chapters as a reward for the delay!
CHAPTER 6
They finished to an empty field. The coach and their teammates had long left them behind.
"I win again, Inu. You will never be first at anything," Kaiba taunted. He was barely winded, Jou noted.
"Maybe I don't mind finishing second because I like the view from there." Jou wheezed, then managed to flash an evil grin at Kaiba, just in case his meaning had not been fully comprehended, before heading off toward the showers.
* * *
Kaiba stared after him thoughtfully for a moment, after all, Jou's ass was well worth viewing too. Then he chased after him, catching to him before the entrance tothe gymnasium. He grabbed Jou roughly by the shoulder, spinning him around to face him.
"Ya got something ta say to me, Kaiba?" Jou's eyes flashed defiantly.
"Quit staring at your master's ass, Mutt."
Which is how Jounouchi found himself in this position, one where the playing field suddenly leveled and the action shifted irreversibly into uncharted territory.
"For the last time, Kaiba. YOU. ARE. NOT. MY. MASTER!"
"I think my puppy needs a lesson." Kaiba smirked, closing the distance between them, pinning Jounouchi against the brick wall. Catching both of Jounouchi's wrists in one hand, he slid the other under Jou's shirt, roughly grazing his nipple with a fingernail.
"Kaiba, stop!" Jou gasped. He hadn't expected things to escalate THIS quickly. He didn't expect Kaiba's touch to feel so good, either.
He could hear the alarm in Jou's voice, as he struggled to free himself. "Stop what, Puppy?" Kaiba murmured into his ear. He pressed closer, and his hand began to travel southward, after rolling the hardening nub between index and thumb. "You should know better than to tease your master, to start something you've no intention of finishing."
Jou's eyes widened as he realized what the other boy intended. "Don't--" he managed, as fingers slid under the waistbands of his gym pants and boxers. Kaiba was waaayy too forward, his brain was telling him. But his body, shivering with anticipation, was urging Kaiba's hand on.
"Don't? Puppy, is that really what you mean?" He was fondling Jou's growing erection. "I think your OTHER head would beg to differ."
"Don't. No. I--" Jou managed as fingers slid around his sex. It was becoming increasingly hard to speak coherently, as pleasure radiated out from Kaiba's ministrations.
"Ahh," Kaiba smiled triumphantly. "A double negative. So you WANT me to continue." His hand traveled deeper. Their bodies were touching now, Kaiba's spicy, musky scent filling Jou's nostrils. The aromas of cinnamon and citrus mixing with an earthiness of perspiration that aroused him further.
A long slender perfectly manicured digit slid into Jou's tunnel. "Don't! No!" He exclaimed again, his last feeble line of defense, knowing he was losing this battle to the ecstacy the other boy was generating in him. His body was complete in its betrayal.
Kaiba felt the tension in his captive's body slacken. His actions were having the desired effect. "Perhaps you mean you don't know if I should stop?" Kaiba continued evenly, as he slid a second finger into Jou. He let Jou's wrists go, and slid his arm behind his shoulders, capturing him in an embrace. Jou arched against him, head back, eyes rolling up in pleasure. Kaiba bit down on the offered throat, pleased at the gasp that escaped Jou's lips. He was bucking against Kaiba now, in rhythm to his fingers.
Hands freed, Jou grabbed Kaiba, pulling him tighter against him, feeling Kaiba's erection pressing against his hip. Running his hands over Kaiba's firm ass, under his shirt, tracing arabesques on his muscular back. "God. Please--"
"Oh no, Puppy, I think you mean "Master please.'" Kaiba corrected. In the deep recesses of his brain, Jou noted and was amazed at the other boy's self control.
"Please," he whimpered. Kaiba was tracing the contour of his jawline with his tongue, biting his earlobe. A third finger joined its mates, stretching Jou further.
"Please what, Pup?" Kaiba teased.
"You know--" Jou was finding it impossible to string enough words together to make sense.
"I do," Kaiba chuckled, "But I want to hear you beg me." He slowed his rhythm, pulled his hand back upward, lightly caressing Jou's engorged member.
"Please. Fuck me. Now." Jou whined. The tension that had built up in the weeks of proximity snapped suddenly. He lost sense of place and time. It did not matter that someone could happen upon their intimacy. In fact, that made it all the more exciting.
Kaiba's fingers found Jou's nipple again, teasing it harder. "Please fuck me, who?" he inquired.
Jou's hand slid along Kaiba's sweats, feeling the hardness within. He knew he'd say anything Kaiba demanded at this point. Anything to get what he wanted.
"Please fuck me ... Master," he submitted, rubbing Kaiba's erection, nipping at his collarbone. He wanted, no needed, to feel Kaiba buried deep inside.
"Is that really what you want, Puppy?"
"Stop--Yes!" He wanted Kaiba to stop with the dog jokes, but then thought 'puppy' was certainly a step up from 'mutt' and 'inu,' and much decidedly better than other descriptors that burned across the canvas of his mind. Certainly better than 'whore' which would more aptly describe the slutty way he was responding to Kaiba's touch. But it felt so GOOD, so RIGHT.
"Tsk tsk. You really need to learn how to communicate better. I think we'll leave that for your next lesson." Kaiba broke away from the embrace, leaving Jou alone against the wall.
"Don't leave me like this!" Jou implored. He was aching with need.
Kaiba stepped menacingly back toward him, his nearness flattening Jou against the wall. He tilted Jou's chin up to him, laid his other hand on Jou's hip. "Leave you how, my little Koi? Begging me to fuck you up the ass while you scream out my name wantonly, needing me to pound you harder, thrust deeper into your tight ass? All the while slowly stroking your cock until you can't take it anymore and you beg me to let you come?"
It was the dirty talk that pushed Jounouchi over the edge, he grabbed Kaiba by both arms, slamming their bodies together, biting Kaiba's neck, tongueing down the contour. Hands running over smooth chest and taut stomach, sliding over slim hips, reaching around to feel that gorgeous ass he'd spent hours chasing around the track.
Feeding into Jou's reaction, Kaiba continued, "Or should I force you down on your knees to suck my cock while I fuck you in the mouth and you lap up every last drop of my cum like the obedient puppy you are?" He smiled at Jou wickedly.
Jou gazed back deeply into those smoldering azure eyes, noticed the pupil dilation, seeing for the first time the depth of Kaiba's passion. Had it always been there, simmering below the surface? Had it always been a coin toss, a card flip, that could turn their antagonism into ardor?
"I want all of that ... and more," he responded, pressing their lips together, his tongue asking entrance to explore the depths of Kaiba's mouth.
Kaiba kissed him back with equal urgency, sliding his tongue along Jou's lower lip, then deeper, once again asserting dominance. He pulled back suddenly from the embrace, realizing belatedly that perhaps he had not thought through his actions as thoroughly as he could have, because he was now painfully aware of his own erection, his own need. He had never considered his own raging adolescent hormones as one of the variables in his quest for Jounouchi's submission.
Shit. He turned away wordlessly, heading for the locker room. He hadn't been prepared for the electrifying sparks that raced down his spine when the other boy kissed him. How images of that body naked and prone underneath him would ratchet up the heat quotient in his loins. How was he to get through the hours of office drudgery that awaited him, when his sole focus had become that of getting into the blond's pants again? It would be a long, cold shower.
* * *
Jou watched Kaiba stalk away, yearning again for his touch, his taste. It took him a few moments to pull himself together, to decide he was not about to allow it to end this way. He traced the other boy's steps, vowing to bring to completion what had been started.
He heard the shower running, glanced through the doorway and saw Kaiba's silhouette, noting his erection in relief against the tiled walls. The locker room had long since been deserted by the rest of the track team and coach, all off to enjoy the rest of the spring day. They were alone.
He stripped off his clothes, and triumphantly strode toward the the other boy. He had him cornered. Dead to rights. One good turn deserves another and all that. As he approached, entering the vigorous cascade of water, he announced his presence, uttering "Need some help with tha-- FUCK! COLD!" Shocked by the freezing temperature, he launched himself at Kaiba, seeking any amount of warmth his body might still be able to offer.
Kaiba was shivering miserably under the icy torrent. He turned at the exclamation, nearly knocked off his feet by the sudden appearance of the blond in his arms. Heated skin. His skin. It felt so good.
"WHADDAFUCKSTHAMATTERWITHYOU!" Jou shouted, noticing now Kaiba's blue lips, feeling his body shuddering against him. But there was still heat discernable in the cerulean eyes that fixated on his.
In answer, he pulled the blond tighter and crushed his lips down upon Jou's mouth. The reaction was immediate. He knew now he was in over his head. His heart beating erratically in his chest, that same electric tingling traveling down the length of his spinal column. He had set this chain reaction into motion, and damn it, he would see it to completion.
Jou reached around to add hot water into the mix, certain they both would suffer hypothermia or worse before they were done. The shock of warming water helped bring Kaiba around to his senses. Aware once again of his surroundings, and what he knew was about to happen, he broke free from the kiss and grasp of the other boy.
"Oh, no, I'm not letting ya go that easily," Jou hissed.
He grabbed Jou's arms, pushing him away. "Not here," he managed.
He twisted the faucets off, and kissed Jou again as the trickle above them slowed to a sporadic drip. Both breathing heavily as hands explored wet naked flesh. "Get dressed," Kaiba thought out loud, pushing Jou out of the shower, trailing him back into the locker room.
They scrambled for their clothes, pulling them over wet bodies, cramming books, papers, into backpacks, not caring who had whose belongings.
He grabbed Jou by the wrist, leading him out of the locker room, through the silent gymnasium, out to the parking lot to his waiting limo.
Once inside the limo, Kaiba pulled out his cellphone. He was feeling slightly calmer now, more in control. He was envisioning the afternoon and evening before him, and all the sublimely delicious offerings it held.
"Now that's a mood killer," Jou pouted, snuggling close to Kaiba. He was still shivering from the cold shower.
He shot Jou a glare as he speed dialed his secretary. When she answered the phone, he barked "This is Kaiba, clear my schedule today. I will be in tomorrow." He hung up without waiting for a reply.
He swatted at Jou, who had begun to nibble and lick at his free ear. "You are a very naughty puppy," he smirked. "I think you need to learn some discipline." He grabbed Jou's wrists and held them together, as he speed-dialed the house. He knew Mokuba had planned a sleepover and would be going to school tomorrow directly from his classmate's house. But he wanted to be all alone with his puppy, no one there to interrupt them. He dismissed the staff, explained to his butler to have them leave. Immediately.
Undaunted by the capture of his hands, Jou trailed nips and kisses down Kaiba's neck, gratified by his ragged breathing and the soft moan that escaped his lips. "I think you like me that way," he drawled lazily.
"I can think of better ways to like you, Pup."
"Oooh, I don't think I can wait to find out what they are." Jou replied huskily.
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