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Save Me	By : AnonymousTigress Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4754 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 5
- 6
- 7
smint45: If you think you liked my previous material, I am pretty proud of this one. Oh, and you’ll be interested to see just how Seto treats Joey in this chapter.
Disclaimer: Like always, I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh and I make no profit from this story. Kya is my original character.
CHAPTER SIX
Joey sat on the balcony floor outside ‘his’ room. He had discovered he had dropped his backpack before collapsing onto the park bench. He couldn’t even remember having it on him. He had been pleased to find all of his belongings in it when Mokuba had brought it to him; Roland had picked it up.
The blonde had made himself quite comfortable in his little corner on the balcony. His backpack was next to him and partially open. His cell phone sat out on top of his backpack. Joey glanced out through the bars of the balcony.
The balcony sat overlooking the mansion gardens. The gardens were absolutely gorgeous. The gardens were covered with flowers of all kinds and colors with a large fountain erected in the center. The fountain was very special with its twelve frogs on the outside and four turtles on the inside center. Given the position of the sun and the time on his phone, he had deduced that the fountain acted as a sundial of sorts.
Joey returned his gaze to his lap where his sketchbook sat. None of his friends knew but Joey was artistic. His father didn’t know, either. If his father knew he was talented “in the arts,” he would get beaten and far more severely.
His friends didn’t know, but he hadn’t been blowing off Study Hall for the past few months. In reality, he was actually sneaking off to Advanced Placement Studio Art: Drawing. There were only four students in the class, including him. His three classmates and teacher were sworn to secrecy about his presence in the class. So far, they had kept their word.
He was currently flipping through his most recent pages. There were a few light images of his friends, including one of Mokuba. Then the pages started to get a little more edgy. An injured dog hiding in a cardboard box in the pouring rain; a beaten-down room with a curious red liquid dripping down the walls; and more.
One of the more recent images had been an assignment for class. The assignment had been to draw something from your perspective, but to put a personal spin on it. The assignment he had turned in was a long mirrored image of the school cafeteria. The center of the piece had been him and his friends’ table. He had been the only person in the drawing looking straight back at the image.
The image in his sketchbook had been the one he had drawn first. But never intended to turn in.
It was a mirror image of Joey’s face. His normally playful eyes were completely white, void of all other colors. His smile was set down in a deep sulk. There was deep scarring and bruises all over his face. There were distinct scar lines in his face that turned his face into a puzzle. There were several cracks in the mirror, but they did nothing to hide his mirrored image.
Joey knew if he had turned in that particular image, his Art teacher would have thrown his ass into the Guidance Counselor’s office and locked the door behind her. He told himself that it was just a drawing. It didn’t really mean anything.
He flipped to his new page and pulled out a pencil. He started sketching away as he let his mind drift. He went to his quiet, happy place where it was just him and his art. The only sound to be heard was the light scratching of a pencil across the paper.
It was time later when Joey set his pencil down and sat back to look at what he had drawn.
It was a full-body drawing of Kya. It was a side-view of her standing in front of a thin mirror. On the reverse side was what his perception of vampires was before meeting her. The other Kya had tattered clothes with long, wild hair and sharp fangs sticking out from underneath her top lip. There was blood dripping down the front of her mouth. The sun was peeking out of a bay window in the background and the other Kya’s face appeared to be sparkling.
He was jolted from his thoughts by his phone going off. He snatched it up and flipped it open before bringing it up to his ear.
“Hello?”
“Hey, dude! Where have you been? I thought we were going to get together this week.”
Joey sighed as he brought a shaky hand up to his face.
“Sorry, Tristan. I meant to call ya. It’s not going to be happening, man.”
Joey moved the phone away from his ear with a grimace when Tristan shouted.
“WHAT?! Dude, we were going to party all week-long! What happened?” Pause. “Everything okay with your dad?”
Joey cringed. Tristan – his very best friend since forever! – only knew that his father drank a lot. He didn’t know the man was cause of the bruises and other injuries; like everyone else, Tristan thought that Joey got into a lot of fights. If he only knew the truth.
“Nah. Everything’s okay with my pops, Tris. I’m just taking a break from everything right now. You know? Giving myself some me time.”
He hoped to the heavens above that Tristan bought the load of bullshit he had just laid out in front of him. A few seconds passed and Joey began to get nervous. He didn’t have it in him to bring up another excuse. Finally, Tristan spoke.
“Okay, man. I understand. I probably should work on my bike, anyway. Think I blew something yesterday. You let me know if you wanna hang out, okay?”
Joey smiled before agreeing.
“Yeah. Yeah, man. I’ll give you a call. Take care.”
“You too, Joey. Talk to you later, man.”
“Later.”
Joey clamped his phone shut after he heard the click from the other side of the line. Since Joey didn’t have his charger on him, he decided to turn his phone off for the remainder of his stay. He glanced down towards the fountain and saw that it was after six in the evening. Now that he looked around him, he realized that it was significantly darker out than when he had come out onto the balcony.
He carefully placed his things in his backpack and zipped it back up. He disappeared back inside where he closed and locked the balcony doors behind him. Joey went into the bathroom and the closet. He hid his backpack in a hideaway space he had discovered when he had been picking out clothes to wear.
He washed his face and hands before leaving his room. He came across Mokuba who was going to dinner, too. As he walked with the young boy, Mokuba told him a lot more about himself and his brother.
“I can eat real food, too. Seto can’t. He has to occasionally drink blood, but not as often as movies make it seem. And his eyes don’t change color, either! We’re quick and strong, but we can control it. We have to so other people don’t find out about us,” Mokuba explained.
Joey nodded his head quietly as he listened. He waited for a break in the kid’s speech to interrupt with a question.

“Does Kaiba have the same gift as you? Could he make me see things from his perspective, too?” Joey asked.
Surprisingly, Mokuba shrugged.
“I don’t know what Seto’s gift is. He hasn’t told me and I’ve never seen him do anything like it. I’m not even sure if Kya knows,” Mokuba replied.
Now Joey’s imagination was working in overdrive. He wondered what special vampire gifts Kaiba and Kya had.
“Can you teleport like Kya?” Joey asked.
Mokuba gave him a confused look. He grabbed Joey by the arm and forced the taller male to stop halfway down the stairs. Joey got another shock when Mokuba placed the back of his hand on Joey’s cheek. Joey watched as the vision of Kya disappearing and reappearing across the room filled his vision.
Mokuba smiled as he dropped his hand.
“That’s called shadow-walking, Joey. It’s called that because vampires that can do it are walking through the shadows to get from one place to another. And me and Seto can’t do it. Seto says it’s a really rare gift for vampires,” Mokuba told him.
The two made it downstairs and joined Kya in the dining room. Joey had been expecting a long table with a ton of seats, kind of like the table in Beauty and the Beast. Funny enough, this was not the case.
The dining room was sizeable with a large glass chandelier above it. It was a nice sized rectangular table with a large feast set out before them. At Mokuba’s insistence, Joey sat at the head of the table with Kya on his left and Mokuba his right.
Mokuba was shocked when Joey didn’t immediately start piling food on his plate. In fact, the older male sat and waited while Kya put some food on her own plate. Following Joey’s example, Mokuba waited, too.
Once Kya put her plate down in front of her, Joey and Mokuba both piled food onto their plates.
“So when you use the back of your hand on muh face, you can see what I’ve seen?” Joey asked.
Mokuba nodded. “I hope I didn’t scare you, Joey.”
Joey grinned while reaching out to pat Mokuba on the arm.
“I’m okay, kid. After hearing some of the crazy stuff that comes out of Bakura and Marik’s mouths, I can handle quite a bit,” Joey told him.
Mokuba chuckled. Kya smiled as she ate her chicken. Joey picked up his fork and knife and cut himself a piece from his chicken. He ate slowly and carefully. He didn’t want to make himself sick by scarfing everything down all at once.
Joey turned his gaze to Kya who returned the look.
“I know what Mokuba can do. Is shadow-walking yer only…gift?” Joey asked, pausing to produce a suitable word.
Kya smiled.
“Would you like a biscuit, Joey?” Kya asked.
Joey frowned. A quick glance down revealed the biscuits were the furthest thing away from him. It was obvious he wouldn’t be able to reach it on his own.
“Sure, I guess. Can you hand me one?” Joey asked.
Joey’s eyes bugged out of his head when the biscuits lifted up into the air. They floated over the food to stop in front of his face. Kya had her hand partially raised in the air. It was clear that it was by Kya’s power that the biscuits were floating in the air.
“One or two?” Kya asked.
“Umm…” Joey looked at Kya. “One is fine.”
One biscuit floated down to his plate while the others returned to their plate. Kya snagged one out of the air as they went by. She took a bite into it with a smile.
Joey’s face suddenly lit up.
“That was freaking awesome!”
Mokuba chuckled. “That was nothing, Joey!”
Joey shifted from excited to confused. Mokuba explained himself further.
“Kya is telepathic. She can move things with her mind and even float in the air. She spends more time in the air then on the ground!” Mokuba exclaimed.
Joey praised the light-haired female. A sudden thought came to him.
“Hey, how old are you?” Joey blurted out.
Mokuba’s hands flew up to his mouth, even as he fell over sideways laughing. Kya shot him a mildly offended look.
“Don’t you know that’s the rudest thing to ask her a girl?” Pause. “That and how much do you weigh?”
Joey threw his hands up in defense and tried to stutter out an apology. Until he caught the playful look on both Mokuba and Kya’s faces.
“I swear y’all are trying to give me a damn heart attack,” Joey growled.
It seemed he was right, seeing as Kya told him the answer he had been looking for.
“A hundred and thirty-fucking-five?!” Joey yelled.
Kya shot him an annoyed look.
“It is not a hundred and thirty-fucking-five. It’s a hundred and thirty-five,” she corrected him.
After that point, the conversation at the table flowed more smoothly. During this time, Kya asked questions. She asked Mokuba about his schooling and the little boy happily prattled along on what he was learning.
During dinner, Joey also discovered that Mokuba and Seto were actually as old as they looked. According to Kya, vampires lived and grew old, but they were able to control it. They made themselves stop at whatever age they desired. For example, Kya was a hundred and thirty-five, but had the young appearance of sixteen.
Mokuba threw in his two cents, adding that over time they could change it again. If he stopped his appearance at age 18, he could age himself further and make himself look like he was 40. It was all very fascinating.
At one point, Joey asked Kya if she knew what Kaiab’s gift was. All she would tell him is that the brunette didn’t use it often. He usually only used it when he wanted information. Her riddles gave Joey a migraine.
Eventually, the trio finished dinner and left the dining hall. Suppressing a yawn, Joey decided to call it a night and bid the two a good night. Kya followed Mokuba into his game room. The youth started setting up his video games while talking to Kya.
“Are you mad at Seto?” Mokuba asked.
Kya shook her head. She never could hide it from Mokuba when she was angry with his brother.
“Yes, Mokuba. I am very mad with your old dragon,” Kya said.
She floated up into the air and crossed her legs in a crisscross pattern. She crossed her arms over her chest with an annoyed look on her face. Mokuba finished putting new batteries in the wireless controllers. He tossed one to Kya who caught it with very little effort exerted.
Mokuba walked over to where she was and held his arms up like a little child wanting to be held. Kya chuckled before raising her arm and bringing Mokuba up into the air beside her. Once up there, he leaned his knee against her. By touching her knee, he didn’t need Kya to hold a hand up to keep him floating in midair.
“What did big brother do now?” Mokuba inquired, starting the game.
Kya growled angrily. She flipped quickly through the different characters before selecting one. Mokuba was just as quick and started the game.
“Your ass of a brother is withholding information from your newest…guest. He told him that their connection was temporary. He didn’t even tell him what being a vampire’s Link entails.” Pause. “You big-nosed wanker! Get out of my way, Yoshi!”
Mokuba flew past Kya as she spun out of control, courtesy of a lightning bolt aimed at her tailpipe.
“Maybe Seto’s just trying to give Joey time to settle. It has been a lot of information,” Mokuba offered.
Kya paused the game for a quick second. She turned to him and said, in plain terms, “Bullshit.” Then the game was back on.
Mokuba shrugged. He knew his big brother and Kya didn’t always get along. In fact, they almost fought more than Joey and Seto fought.
“He didn’t tell Joey anything about being a Link and a Halfling. He’s ignoring the fact that the more time he spends around Joey, the closer he’ll want to be to him. And it gets worse.”
Mokuba let out a cry of protest when Kya paused the game just as he was about to cross the finish line.
“Seto didn’t tell Joey about the Tribunal.”
The Tribunal was a powerful group of elder vampires. None of the vampire covens knew how old the elders were or where they lived. All anyone knew that to go against them was suicide.
“The Tribunal wouldn’t go after Joey, would they?” Mokuba asked, nervously.
Kya shrugged.
“It’s unlikely they would bother with a mere Halfling like him. Plus Seto is quite powerful, especially being of pure blood. So you have nothing to really worry about, but Joey has a right to know,” Kya told him.
Mokuba shrugged. It was his brother’s choice if he decided to tell Joey every little detail.
“Ha! I won!”
Mokuba’s gaze snapped back to the screen where Princess Peach was cheering for her victory. His body suddenly dropped down to the couch underneath them.
“Hey, you cheated!”
“You snooze, you lose, ‘kuba!”

/……/

C-crack!
Joey’s eyes shot open. He stumbled out of bed and into the bathroom. He threw up the toilet seat and dropped to his knees in time to bring up his stomach. The horrible stench and the flash reminder of his nightmare had him bending over again. After a few seconds, there was nothing left to bring up.
Joey coughed a few times and spat up a few more times before pushing himself to his feet. He slammed the toilet lid down and flushed the contents. He was extremely happy to find a cup, toothbrush and toothpaste sitting on the bathroom counter.
Joey spent the next few minutes scrubbing his teeth out and washing down the burning sensation in his throat. He found some mouthwash underneath the sink which got the final taste of throw-up out of his mouth. He was very grateful to whoever had stocked the bathroom with the essentials.
He grabbed a washcloth and cleaned off his face as well. Joey stumbled out of the bathroom to return to his bed. He threw the covers back and flopped down onto the bed. He closed his eyes.
Damn mutt! I’ll teach you a fucking lesson you’ll never forget!!
Joey’s eyes snapped up and he jerked back up into a standing position. Whimpering, he wrapped his arms around his middle as he looked down at the bed mournfully.
There was no chance of him getting back to sleep on his own. Joey decided to wander downstairs and get a glass of milk. That would maybe help sooth his stomach and nerves.
His decision made, Joey set out for the kitchens. Joey padded quietly down the hallway with his head down. He was at the top of the stairs, his hand on the banister, when he stopped. The blonde male could hear something coming from a room further down the hall.
Being the curious male that he was, Joey followed the sound. It was coming from a door almost at the end of the hall. As he got closer, he identified the sound as piano music. It sounded like classical music; its tone and light air reminding him nothing of what he usually listened to.
Finally, he located which door the sound was emanating from. He put his hand on the doorknob, slowly turned it, and poked his head in. He got the shock of his life. Well, in the top five, anyway.
He stood in the doorway watching closely. There was a grand piano in the center of the room and a very familiar brunette was the master playing it. From where Joey stood, he could see that brunette had his eyes closed. This made the piece all the more impressive.
He leaned against the doorframe, afraid to come in and disturb the brunette’s peaceful atmosphere. Unfortunately, he had forgotten how “special” Kaiba was, i.e. him being a vampire with heightened senses.
“Come in or out. I don’t care which, but close the door.”
Joey stepped in and closed the door behind him. He stood in the doorway for a moment before padding quietly across the room. He stopped next to the piano bench. There was enough room on the bench for the two men to sit comfortably, but he was unsure if that movement would be welcome.
He bit his bottom and turned his head away. He shivered as the soft piano music sent shivers down his back. The blonde decided to take a chance and sat down on the edge of the piano bench. Joey laid his hands down in his lap while his gaze fell on Kaiba’s hands.
Kaiba’s hands flew across the keys effortlessly. Joey wondered how long he had been playing to be able to play with his eyes closed. The soft melody of the song soothed away the nightmare in his head and made him sleepy. Yet he knew he still wouldn’t be able to go back to sleep.
Joey let out a small yelp when an abrupt jerk to his waist yanked him further onto the bench. He looked at Kaiba then back down at his hands. There hadn’t been any pause in the song, but judging by the smirk on Kaiba’s face, it had been his doing.
Joey scooted further back, not realizing he was back on the edge of the bench. This time, Kaiba slowed his motions. Taking one hand off the keyboard, he used it to reach out and snag Joey at the waist. He swiftly pulled the blonde further onto the bench.
“You’re going to fall off the bench. Quit it,” Seto told him, calmly.
Joey squirmed sitting closer to the older male, but stopped when a look was leveled at him. Instead he stared down at the keys. The music was soft and hypnotic. It seemed like it was putting him in a trance.
Joey didn’t even realize he had scooted closer and had laid his head down on Seto’s shoulder. Or that Seto smirked when he did this.
“Why are you awake, Joey? I should think you’d be fast asleep.”
Seto’s voice was quiet and comforting. Joey didn’t even jump at the use of his given name; he simply felt this sudden compulsion to tell the brunette the truth.
“I had a nightmare. Can’t go back to sleep,” Joey murmured.
His head moved slightly when Seto pressed a soft kiss to the top of his head. When he glanced up, Seto had his eyes closed. He shrugged. He figured he must have imagined the kiss so he turned his head and eyes back to the keys. As the song continued, his eyes drooped to half-mast.
“What was your nightmare about?” Seto whispered.
Joey fidgeted with his hands in his lap before he brought a hand up to his head. Seto made a shushing sound.
“You’re okay. Take it slow. Tell me about it. Tell me what my puppy sees deep inside his mind,” Seto whispered.
Slowly, the vision of his nightmare flashed before his eyes and he found the words spilling from his mouth.
“It was happenin’ again. He attacked me again. This time, he tied me down.” Joey paused, not wanting to say more.
He whimpered when his head was tilted up and his neck was gently nibbled at. A soft kiss was placed on his pulse point. All the while, the music continued to play.
“Come on, pup. You know you want to tell me more. Want me to understand. It’ll make you feel better. Help me understand, puppy.”
Joey groaned. The gentle voice was right. It would be nice to tell someone. Then maybe the nightmare wouldn’t come back.
“He had the knife. He cut muh jacket and sh-shirt off. Thought he was gonna cut me, too. Then he had a whip.” Whimper. “Tore m-m-my back all to shreds. I y-y-yelled at him to stop, but he wouldn’t.” Sob.
Seto could sense the blonde’s distress starting to deepen. He opened his mouth and took a sizeable bite out of Joey’s neck. The blonde let out a soft sigh as he shifted his body on the bench. Without an audible pause in the music, Seto released his neck and pulled him onto his lap.
Now Joey sat sideways on Seto’s lap with his resting on the brunette’s shoulder. He wrapped an arm around his stomach while the other hand gripped Seto’s shirt. Seto’s hands continued to glide across the keys effortlessly. Joey smiled when a small kiss was pressed to his forehead.
“That feels good,” Joey mumbled.
Seto resisted the urge to chuckle.
“Hmm. Is that right, pup? Your master makes you feel good?” Seto murmured.
Joey frowned while closing his eyes. It helped him to hear the music better.
“Not my master,” Joey murmured back.
Seto did chuckle this time, slightly jostling the blonde’s head from his shoulder.
“Then what am I?” Seto asked.
He expected to be called any number of names. Bastard; ass; anything remotely rated PG and above. Except that wasn’t the response he got.
“Muh dragon.”
Hmm. It seemed Joey had picked up on Kya’s “pet nickname” for him. Even though she was infinitely older than him, she loved referring to him as an old dragon. In all fairness, he referred to her as a half-breed half the time. He tried not to use it too often, but old habits die hard.
“How do I make you feel good, Joey? Hmm?” Seto whispered, tilting his head down to lick at an ear.
Joey did him a favor by curling even closer into him and tilting his head, allowing for Seto to not have to crane his neck down too hard. As a reward, Seto found a sensitive spot below his ear and sucked. He licked, nipped, and sucked at the spot. Joey let out a shaky groan. His mind struggled to register what Seto had asked him.
“Umm… I like…Oh...when ya held me. And…umm…*groan*…my hair. I like it being…hmmm…t-touched. Makes me feel like…fuck…feel like someone…someone cares. Feel…*moan*…feel really good. I feel…Kaiba…p-protected.”
During his explanation, one of Kaiba’s hands had drifted up from the keyboard. It had slipped up his leg and stomach to his chest. The thumb had been rotating rough circles around one of his nipples through his shirt, occasionally giving it a squeeze. At the same time, Seto had been paying close attention to his neck and still playing a light song with his one hand.
The man was gifted.
Joey let out a few light groans as Seto moved up and down his neck. Seto found that he couldn’t help himself. His puppy tasted so delicious. If he had known how delicious the blonde tasted, Seto would have marked him a Hell of a lot sooner.
I told you. Seto groaned. He could practically hear Kya cheering in the background.
In the distance, he heard a clock chiming. It was late. The blonde needed his rest and, even though he didn’t need as much rest, Seto needed it, too. With one more nip to the blonde’s throat and a squeeze to his nipple, Seto eased off his prey.
Seto had to stifle another chuckle when Joey buried his face into his neck with a whimper.
“Do you want to lay down with me, pup?” Seto offered.
The hand on the piano began to quiet. Joey lifted his gaze, but not his head.
“The dragon will make the nightmares go away?” he asked, softly.
Seto let a genuine smile slip onto his face. He brought his free hand up to gently pull on the blonde’s hair. The blonde didn’t protest at the rough treatment.
“The dragon will make the nightmares go away,” Seto murmured back in an equally soft tone of voice.
Joey nodded his head to Seto’s earlier question. Seto gently pushed him up to his feet. He let the last note resonate through the room as he himself stood up. He walked over to the door where Joey stood rubbing at his eyes.
It wasn’t any wonder. Seto had kept the blonde under for an extended amount of time. He was a little surprised the puppy had lasted as long as he did.
Grabbing his arm, Seto pulled him out of the room. He pulled Joey gently down the hallway. They weaved past Joey and Kya’s rooms and to a door at the end of the hall. As they walked, Joey found himself leaning more of his tired weight onto the brunette. He was so tired that it didn’t even register in his mind that Kaiba wasn’t pushing him away.
Once inside the CEO’s sacred room, Joey was guided over to the bed where he stumbled to sit down. He looked up tiredly until the brunette knelt down. Joey felt a strong pair of hands rest on his hips with the thumbs hooked under his shirt to touch his skin. Seto smirked at him as he leaned in close.
“May I take your shirt off, puppy?” Seto whispered.
Slowly, Joey furrowed his eyebrows together. He cocked his head to the side in confusion. In Seto’s mind, he resembled a cute golden puppy. Seto brought a hand up to grasp Joey’s chin.
“It has long sleeves, pup. You’ll get hot and might make yourself sick again.”
Joey could already feel himself heating up from the long-sleeved shirt. He wasn’t able to make the connection that it might be the hot brunette in front of him that was turning the temperature up. Seto was surprised when Joey was hesitant to give him an answer.
Perhaps I’m losing my touch, Seto thought.
Joey mumbled something so quietly that Seto didn’t hear it. Frowning, Seto climbed up to kneel on the bed with one knee resting on the bed. It squeezed firmly between Joey’s thighs. It heated Joey’s skin up even more. Joey bit his bottom lip to suppress a sound when Seto leaned down close to his ear.
“Say it again, pup.”
Joey mumbled it in a slightly louder voice, but the words were too jumbled together. Seto rolled his eyes. The blonde was making this entirely too hard. He bit none too gently on Joey’s neck, provoking a sharp cry from the blonde duelist. He held the boys hands down by the wrists, in case he tried to pull him off his throat. After Seto released his neck, he told Joey to repeat himself.
This time, Joey seemed to have realized his mistake. He spoke louder and in a clearer voice.
“Can I have a goodnight kiss?”
Seto almost laughed. That’s what the pup had been so nervous to ask for? He supposed it was to be expected. After all, he had never showed any sign of kindness to the boy. And this was a whole new world to Joey.
“Is that what you want, pup?” Seto whispered in his ear.
His teeth almost cutting his bottom lip open, Joey nodded. He was surprised when a thumb came up and eased his teeth off his lip. He turned his weary brown orbs to lock with a pair of deep azure eyes.
The smirk on his face annoyed Joey to no end and he opened his mouth to tell him so. Except Seto’s mouth covering his mouth put that on hold. His eyes rolled back before closing. A hand slipped up through his hair to hold the back of his head. There was no escaping now.
Seto was not only a master at the piano, but kissing, too. The man’s mouth was pure sin. Joey was treated not to one, but several kisses. They were open-mouthed and wet.
Why the Hell didn’t I ask for one sooner, Joey thought absentmindedly.
On the last kiss, a sharp nip to his bottom lip caused Joey to gasp. A hot, wet tongue slipped in his open mouth. It stayed only for a minute to tap on the inside of his mouth before retreating.
Joey let out a soft whimper as the warm mouth left his. With his eyes still closed, Joey felt his shirt being gently tugged on. Suddenly remembering his end of the bargain, Joey lifted his arms to help the taller male pull his shirt off. He was given another surprise when a small kiss was placed on his lips.
Throwing caution to the wind, Joey threw his arms around the other male’s neck and pressed harder against his rival’s mouth. Joey tried to deepen the kiss, but the brunette wasn’t having any of it. Finally, Joey backed off and relinquished control. He was rewarded with a gentle hand scraping over his scalp and a hot tongue lapping at his lips. Again, he was treated to just a quick sneak of a foreign tongue in his mouth.
Using the hold on his head, Seto pulled the blonde back. The blonde looked up at him with sad eyes while whimpering like a kicked pup. At this rate, the two would never get to sleep and Seto was not about to allow that to happen. He had things to do in the morning.
“That’s enough excitement for one night, pup. Lay down.”
After Seto released his head and stood up, Joey climbed under the covers. He laid his head down on one of the pillows, but didn’t immediately fall sleep. He had lost sight of the brunette but he could hear him making small sounds while moving about the room.
Joey tried closing his eyes and burying his head into the pillow. However, he discovered that the pillow was too soft for him. His face practically sank all the way down to the mattress. He was half-tempted to go grab his pillow from his room, but he was drained of all energy. He wasn’t going anywhere.
Joey felt the bed dip down and the covers move as Seto finally lay down beside him. It was silent for a few seconds before he heard the familiar voice.
“Go to sleep, Joey.”
Joey rolled over to face him. Seto lay on his back with an arm tucked behind his head and the other on his stomach. He was staring up at the ceiling with an annoyed look on his face. Joey wanted to say something, but decided against it.
The blonde started to roll back over. All the sudden, Joey found himself lying significantly closer to Seto with his head resting on the brunette’s bare chest. Joey groaned at the back of his throat.
“Quit doing that,” Joey mumbled.
Seto made a grunt sound while lifting his arm to pull the blanket up. It wouldn’t do for him to let his puppy catch a cold while he was trying to heal. Then he trailed that hand up the blonde’s back to his hair. He weaved his hand through the blonde’s thick yet heavenly soft strands.
Joey sighed. His body relaxed and he allowed his mind to drift off to the land of Nod. He fell asleep listening to the gently beating heart of the CEO.
Vampires have a heartbeat? How odd. He would have to ask about that tomorrow.
END OF CHAPTER SIX
AN: Okay, my lovely readers. I am looking for a ton of feedback. This was my first try with describing a little more intimacy between our two “lovebirds.” Also, I’m trying to come up with a better description on the summary. Any suggestions? Thanks!
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