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100 Puppies and Dragons	By : ReizOokami Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8456 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! or its characters and I make no money from the writing or posting of this story.

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Author's Note: A follow-up to Unsettling Revelations.

There were sooo many places I could have stopped, but I didn't, and now it leave so many loose ends. OTL *dies*

Picking up the Pieces

Seto brushed his lips over the blond's shoulder and sighed, tightening the grip around his waist and pulling him closer. "How are you feeling?"

"Tired," Joey murmured, yawning, and tangled their fingers together. "So tired, Seto…"

"You said you were going to get significantly better in the first two weeks." The older boy frowned and lifted their hands so he could gently kiss his knuckles. "It's been a week already and I haven't seen any significant improvement in your health."

"Hmm…" The blond shrugged. "You've fed me, helped me bathe, talked t' me, held me, and slept with me. What've we missed?"

"…Well, when you say 'slept with'—" Seto began slowly, then paused, waiting for the blond to huff and mutter that he was in no condition to do anything of the sort.

Instead, Joey paused, blinking thoughtfully. "…Well, no, I guess we haven't done that."

The brunet frowned. "Joey, I was just kidding. You're really not in any state to—"

"But it makes sense. We mated through sex. I was dyin' from lack of physical and emotional contact. Maybe that's what I need," the younger boy whispered thoughtfully. He turned to look back at the brunet and tilted his head. "It wouldn't hurt t' try. I mean, I won't be the most helpful, but maybe you could…?"

Seto stared at him for a few moments, then sighed and leaned in to kiss his neck gently. "Alright. This position is okay, right?"

The blond hummed. "Spoonin' is one of my favorites." He let his eyes drift shut as he felt his pants being pulled down his hips and sighed, arching his hips back weakly. "—Missed this, Seto…"

"I missed this, too," he answered quietly, nipping his shoulder lightly. Reaching down to gently rub the younger boy's stomach, he sighed as he felt the blond reach back and grasp his cock. "But mostly, I missed you."

Joey blushed a little and smiled. "No one as good in the sack, huh?"

"…Among other things," the brunet replied, sliding his hand up to gently pinch one of his nipples. "Where do you keep the lube?"

"Nn… Under the pillow."

Seto raised an eyebrow. "Really? Under the pillow?"

The blond's blush grew darker. "It's the same brand we always used t' use, same scent… Sometimes… Sometimes I'd get lonely and I'd… touch myself."

"…Thinking it was me?" the older boy asked quietly.

The silent but timid nod he received almost broke his heart. Joey had missed him, but still hadn't fought for him. He hadn't called him, hadn't asked to see him, hadn't even thought about talking to him again. He'd just stepped aside, feeling guilty for mating with him without his knowledge, and had comforted himself with memories.

"—Hn!" Joey bit his bottom lip as he felt a slick finger slide into him, forcing himself to relax; he'd forgotten what someone else's fingers felt like. He was almost uncomfortable. "Nn…"

Seto licked his lips and slid a second finger inside of him. "Does that feel okay?"

The blond chuckled weakly. "Feels kinda weird. I'm so used t' it… with mine…" He gasped as the older boy's fingers delved deeper, eyes rolling back as he brushed the spot that made his vision go white as sparks seemed to travel throughout his entire body. "Oh Seto right there!"

"I know where it is," the brunet teased, stimulating that one spot as he wiggled in a third finger and began spreading them. "I didn't forget."

"Hhhn…" Joey tilted his head back and whimpered, tears forming in his eyes. He wanted nothing more than to arch back onto his fingers, but he felt too weak to even try. "Seto—Seto, I'm ready—"

"Don't be so impatient. I don't want to hurt you." Seto nuzzled into his neck and sighed. "Just a little longer, okay?"

"Missed ya," the blond whispered, squeezing his eyes shut. "Seto, please…!" He sighed as he felt the fingers being pulled out of him and leaned his head back as the older boy began kissing his shoulder again. "Mm… Seto…"

Seto lubed his erection, then nudged the head between his cheeks. "Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you."

"Please," Joey whispered, turning his head to brush his lips over his cheek. "Please, Seto."

"…Okay." The brunet leaned in to kiss his mouth and gently slid into him. "—Shit, I forgot how tight you are." He gripped his hip and frowned. "Does it hurt?"

The younger boy shook his head, lifting his hand to place it on top of the brunet's slowly. "No."

"Are you sure?" When the blond shot him a glare, he frowned. "I just don't want to hurt you, Joey. You're so weak, I—"

Joey looked back at him and whimpered, "Please."

Seto frowned. There was something about the way he said it that made him want to stop, but at the same time, he didn't think Joey would accept that. "Okay."

"Ah-!" The blond jerked his head back and groaned, biting his bottom lip as the older boy immediately thrust into that one spot. "Ngh! Ah…!" He reached back to dig his hand into the brunet's hair, gasping quietly as he arched his back. "Seto…!"

The older boy reached around to grasp his erection. "You okay?"

"Yeah, just… Uhn… It's been so long-!" Joey squeaked weakly. "Seto, if ya keep jackin' me off, I'm gonna—" He reached down and mewled as he grabbed the brunet's hand. "Please, just a little longer-!"

Seto sighed and instead rested his hand on the blond's hip. He didn't want to hurt him, but if Joey insisted, he wasn't going to argue. He'd just ignore him when he cried about it later. "I always pictured make-up sex a little… differently."

"Hm…!" The younger boy bit his bottom lip again, gripping the sheets in a white-knuckle grip. "Seto, 'm gonna come-!"

Joey had said that he had had sex with a few other people during the separation, but it had never been as satisfying as it had been with him. The last time he'd had a partner had been years ago, anyway. Joey wasn't going to last much longer now that the mate he'd longed for was touching him.

Seto leaned over to kiss him softly and sighed as the blond whimpered into his mouth as he came. He grunted as the smaller body clamped around him, reaching his own climax, then broke the kiss and opened his mouth to ask if he was still okay.

The moment he released Joey's lips, he immediately began sobbing.

Seto sat up in alarm, frowning. "Joey, what's wrong? Did I hurt you? I knew we shouldn't have—"

Joey covered his eyes with his arm and continued to cry as the brunet pulled out of him and turned him onto his back. "I was just-! I was so ready t' die! I was ready t' go, and then ya came back-! Ya wanted me back, Seto!" He covered his face with his hands. "I never thought ya'd want me back and even when I told ya that I'd mated with ya for life ya only got a little mad at me! Seto, I never even dreamed that this could work—that ya'd let me stay with ya—I just always knew that ya'd get tired of me and then I'd die-! I—"

He'd never even allowed himself to entertain the idea that Seto would stay with him.

Seto felt his heart break again. Joey had had sex with him knowing that it wouldn't work out, knowing that he would die because Seto would break up with him and demand they never see each other again. He hadn't allowed himself to hope, to dream that maybe Seto might come to like him and want to keep him as his lover.

But even though his heart was breaking because the blond was already broken and hurting, Seto knew that now they had time to piece back together Joey's fragmented heart. He could show him that he had no intention of leaving him now, that he would be by his side from then on.

He could show him that he hadn't needed to worry. That he didn't need to cry anymore for what he thought should have happened instead of what did.

Seto kissed him gently, smiling a little as the younger boy sniffled and managed to kiss him back. Sitting up slightly, his smile grew a little more. "You actually look a bit healthier, Joey."

Joey blushed, unaware that he looked a little less pale and thin. "…I… I guess maybe it was the lack of physical contact then."

"Do you feel a little stronger?" the brunet asked quietly.

"…Maybe." Joey lifted his hand to cup the older boy's cheek and breathed in sharply. "It didn't take as much t' do that." He looked up at him pleadingly. "Again? I'll try and last longer this time—"

"Maybe later," Seto cut in, leaning down to kiss him again when he saw how crestfallen he was. "You need a bath. It's been a while and I didn't exactly help you stay fresh just now." He stroked the blond's cheek. "We'll do this slowly. I don't want to hurt you, and you've been so weak I can't help but worry. I know you're impatient and that you want to get stronger faster, but I want to be careful." He kissed him again. "I'll take care of you. Okay?"

Joey swallowed and bit his bottom lip. He wanted to be healthy again. He wanted to be able to do things on his own rather than have Seto carry him everywhere or feed him or fluff his fucking pillow. He wanted to walk to the bathroom and go by himself. He wanted to feed himself with his own hands, and he was tired of soup even though he was really too weak to chew anything more than necessary. He especially wanted to fluff his own pillow because Seto always made it too fluffy on one side.

And he wanted to be able to wrap his arms around Seto and kiss him until they were both breathless.

But he couldn't.

Because he was too weak.

Seto watched the blond's eyes fill with tears again and gently pulled him up into a hug. "I know. You probably hate me right now, don't you?"

Joey huffed weakly and buried his face in the brunet's neck. "Don't hate ya."

"You just dislike the hell out of me?" the older boy teased, leaning back to smile at him.

"…'m in love with ya," Joey whispered, trembling a little. "Been in love with ya for years, Seto. I just didn't wanna upset ya if I said it t' ya." He ducked his head and lifted a hand to scrub at his eyes, trying to wipe the tears away before they fell. "I thought it would just make ya shove me away faster." He looked up and smiled weakly, the tears he hadn't been able to wipe away rolling down his cheeks. "We were just sex. Right?"

Seto's mouth fell open a little as he saw the tears of heartbreak and the sound of bitterness in the blond's voice. It was as if he was suddenly aware of the damage he'd caused, aware of how much he'd hurt his lover by thinking of him as just sex.

"I should probably get married. It's what everyone's expecting, and I do need an heir to the company." Seto played with the strands of the blond's hair and marveled at how soft it was—like he always did when he played with his hair.

Joey blinked slowly. "Oh. What does that mean for us, then?"

The brunet paused. "…Well, I can't really risk looking like a player and date two people at once." He tilted his head. "And this was all just sex, wasn't it?" He noticed the blond's expression losing the warmth it had, but for some reason, he didn't look upset—just resigned.

Resigned. Because he knew what he'd expected was coming true.

Resigned. Because he knew that even if he'd come to love Seto, Seto hadn't come to love him.

Resigned. Because he knew that it was time. Because he knew that his death, which had loomed just out of the picture, had swept in and he had reached the end of his perceived stolen happiness.

Seto felt as if a knife made of icy cold regret and anguish had been sunk into his stomach. "Joey—"

Joey's breath hitched as the brunet pulled him into a tight hug. "Seto…?"

"I'm so sorry, puppy," the older boy whispered, holding him tightly. "I'm so, so sorry."

The blond blinked slowly, then nuzzled into his neck. "It's okay, Seto. It wasn't your fault. Ya didn't know. I didn't want ya t' know."

And deep down Seto knew he was right, that he shouldn't feel so terrible when Joey had kept these secrets from him in an effort to protect himself. It just felt wrong, though, to not feel guilty, because Joey had been suffering for so long, all alone, with no one to confide in.

Joey let his eyes flutter closed as the older boy began to kiss his neck. "It's okay, Seto. It's okay."

Seto latched onto his pulse with his teeth gently. He wanted to tell him no, it wasn't okay, and he should stop trying to tell him it was, but he knew that Joey never would.

So he continued to nibble, kiss, and lick his neck until the blond melted against him and began to doze, then carried him to the bathroom to give him a bath.
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