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Thirst	By : Ykarzel Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7051 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title:
Thirst (6/?)

Author:
Ykarzel

Rating:
NC-17

Pairings:
S/J

Beta:
Benniepoo *nom nom nom*

Spoilers:
None

Disclaimer:
I don't own these characters and I don't make money period, let alone
from writing smut.

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

Dedication:
For Nina_Nicky, who helped me hash out character motivation in the
next few chapters.

YCC:
It's starting to look like this is going to be 6/10, but I'm not sure
enough to commit to it yet.

Seto
sat on the couch, focusing mostly on trying to reduce his breathing
to an acceptable rate. Just like at school, he was concerned about
his appearance. A few minutes later the bathroom door opened again,
and Jounouchi reappeared, looking for all the world like he'd just
gone in to pee. Seto supposed he must have composing himself quickly
down to a fine art.

Jounouch
paused, blushing awkwardly. Seto gestured at the seat beside him
minimally with his head. Jounouchi sighed slightly, and sat down.

Seto
studied him carefully. Jounouchi was back to the way he had been the
past few days, embarrassed and awkward. Seto looked for the
differences in his appearance, trying to find the clues that would
worn him the next time that was going to happen. He noted the way the
other seemed more relaxed even if he was embarrassed. He noticed the
tension in Jounouchi's eyes was gone, that his cheeks had a healthy
flush again.

"So,"
Jou said, unable to deal with the awkward silence any longer.

"So,"
Seto echoed, his gaze not faltering.

"You're
staring at me... why?"

"I'm
trying to understand you."

Jou
looked up at Kaiba, and met his eyes briefly. He looked away quickly,
blushing and trying to find something to focus on. A finger under his
chin turned his head back, and Kaiba's lips were on his.

Seto's
breath caught we he could still taste himself on the blonde's lips.
He hadn't really counted on that. He was doing his best to keep the
two things separate. However, he couldn't wait any longer for a sip
of the intriguing puzzle on the couch with him. Jounouchi responded
eagerly, turning his body to face Seto and kissing back with
enthusiasm. Seto leaned backwards on the couch, pulling the other on
top of him.

It
was a slower dance than the first time they'd done this. Both already
sated, there was no urgency in the interaction. Seto's hands
wandered, gently rubbing up and down Jou's back. Jou's left hand held
a fist of Seto's shirt, while his right had slipped behind Seto's
neck.

Necking,
Seto thought, amused. We're necking. It continued for a long time,
both obviously enjoying the affection. Eventually, though, Jou's head
came to rest on Seto's chest. He listened to the other breathe,
feeling himself move with the rise and fall of Seto's chest. Seto's
hand was buried in Jou's hair, caressing the flaxen locks instead of
pulling them for once. They laid in comfortable silence, at one point
hearing Mokuba come home and go straight up to his room.

“Could
you try to explain it to me?” Seto asked softly.

Seto
felt Jou's body tense, then Jou sighed and relaxed again. "Hmm,"
he said noncommittally. He sighed again. “If you want."
He wanted to add that he'd been enjoying simply feeling comfortable
around Kaiba, instead of constantly awkward.

Where
to start? "Look, Kaiba," he shifted slightly to look at the
other, but Seto was staring at the ceiling. Jou went back to
listening to Seto's heart beat. After a few moments he spoke again.
"It's not like I think you're better than me." Jou
hesitated, trying to figure out the words. "Or that anybody is
better than me. I mean, I know that, in my head." He stopped,
his words exhausted for the moment.

"But
not everywhere else?" Seto asked.

"Kinda,"
Jou answered, gratified that the other was genuinely trying to
understand him. "It just, feels good -- well actually, it feels
awful, but that's what is so good about it." Jou shrugged. "But
its not like it goes past the sex."

"Just
a fetish," Seto clarified. "Not some kind of psychological
dysfunction."

Jou
chuckled softly. "Well, lets be honest I'm sure it comes from
some psychological root, but no, it doesn't really effect other
things in my life. The second its over, you try to tell me I'm
anything less than you are and I'll knock your teeth out."

"Hnn,"
Seto answered, petting the blonde's hair again in order to sooth him
back down. "You are extremely fascinating, Jounouchi. There is
nothing less
or even simple
about you." Jou snickered, and Seto rolled his eyes. "Shut
up and take the compliment."

Grinning,
Jou sat up a bit, resting his chin on the crook of his arm so he
could look Seto in the eyes. "I'm not saying this isn't still
the weirdest thing I've ever done, but you're pretty fascinating too,
Kaiba."

Seto
blinked at Jou, caught in his deep brown eyes. "Let me take you
to dinner."

Jou
grinned wider. "Kaiba, did you just ask me out?"

Seto
nodded minimally, and Jou could feel his body tensing. Jou chuckled
and leaned forward to kiss the other on the nose, making Seto's eyes
go wide in surprise at the unfamiliar and almost childish gesture.
"Calm down, like I'm going to say no. Not tonight though."

"Why?"
Seto asked, suddenly eager.

Jou
blushed slightly. "Erm, my clothes aren't exactly clean
anymore. I did my best but it's still very uncomfortable."

Seto
smirked. "Tomorrow, then."

Jou
laughed. "You really aren't afraid to seem desperate, are you?"

Seto
silenced his laughter with another kiss. "I prefer the terms
focused and driven, if you don't mind."

"Whatever
you say, Kaiba."
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