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Kitamura had "suggested" he shower, but Jonouchi had been happy to do it. Especially once he got into bed and Kitamura started putting his mouth everywhere. Best his skin was clean if they were going to do all that.
Jonouchi hadn't really expected so much foreplay. Kitamura hadn't kissed him since the night they'd hooked up drunk, and Jonouchi had thought it wasn't going to happen again, but maybe the mood was different now that they were supposedly dating. Kitamura was still strangely dominating, but he kissed him differently than the first night. He was more measured and sensual, a vast contrast to the harsh and sloppy kissing they'd done while they were both tipsy.
He hadn't bothered getting dressed after the shower. He didn't want to get back into the clothes he'd worn to work, and he knew what was going to happen anyway. So Kitamura had free access to his skin, and trailed his lips over Jonouchi's neck and shoulders. It tickled, and made Jonouchi stir, but somehow he couldn't concentrate. He kept getting distracted by things around the room and random, wandering thoughts. Shouldn't he be a little more engaged if they were having sex?
Fortunately, Kitamura didn't want him to just lie still and take it. Jonouchi held on to him while he went about his work, tangling his fingers into his thick hair. Still, it wasn't until Kitamura had made his way down to Jonouchi's lower abdomen that he really felt much of anything. Jonouchi was starting to wonder what was wrong with him. It was almost like he'd been more sensitive the night he was drunk.
He did get pretty focused on what they were doing when Kitamura started giving him oral. Jonouchi's breath hitched when he felt warm lips wrapped around the head, and the more Kitamura took into his mouth, the more Jonouchi twisted up the sheets in his free hand, biting his lip to stay quiet. There was nothing boring in the slightest about oral sex, even if he was a little too tired to concentrate. He felt half-asleep when he closed his eyes, and through the mind-numbing sensation a few strange images and thoughts passed.
Some looked like memories, except they were playing out differently than they had in real life. Jonouchi opened his eyes when Kaiba started showing up, that being the last thing he wanted on his mind while he was getting a (pretty good) blowjob. When he looked, Kitamura was gazing up at him, but for some reason Jonouchi saw blue eyes rather than the almost-black ones that he knew were correct.
He gasped, blinking to clear his vision, and he must have made a face, because Kitamura stopped and looked at him. He seemed more confused than anything as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and sat up straight.
"Is something wrong?" He asked. Jonouchi felt bad. He knew it was irrational, but he felt guilty about having Kaiba on the brain at a time like this. Especially since Kitamura had actually been doing a good job.
"Uh-
"Too much teeth?" Kitamura was more concerned than he should be, in Jonouchi's opinion. It wasn't like he hadn't been obviously enjoying it up until he had his little hallucination.
"No, no, it's fine. Great, actually. I'm just weird, I had a rough day..."
He didn't know how to explain himself. Sorry, I had an exhaustion-induced hallucination that you were someone else. No, that would spoil the mood completely. Assuming he hadn't already.
Of course he hadn't. Kitamura was a shamelessly horny bastard, and when Jonouchi gave him assurance that nothing was wrong, he seemed to forget all about it. He didn't return to giving oral, but he smiled and kissed him again. Jonouchi allowed it, but he still felt troubled. He tried not to let it make him rigid.
Jonouchi opened his eyes when Kitamura left entirely. He was wandering around the area, searching for something on the floor. Jonouchi was going to ask about it, but Kitamura crouched and fished around in his pants pocket before standing with a triumphant smile on his face. It was because of the way his eyebrows were angled, and the way his lips curved, but he almost looked villainous when he smirked. If not for his warm eyes, it would probably put Jonouchi off.
Kitamura had a condom and a single-serving packet of lube. He tossed them on the bed, laughing and grinning impishly when Jonouchi dodged them. Then he started unbuttoning his business shirt, shortly followed by his belt and slacks. He left them on the floor and climbed back onto the bed in his underwear. Jonouchi wasn't sure why he hadn't taken them off. It wasn't like there was a way to hide the obvious bulge.
When Kitamura had the lube again, he twisted the top off and squeezed a little onto his index finger before looking up at Jonouchi. After they stared at each other for a few seconds, Jonouchi realized that he was supposed to open his legs and did so quickly. Fuck, he was out of it. It was getting embarrassing.
Kitamura didn't seem to mind. Nothing Jonouchi did bothered him, it seemed. Or, he never showed it if it did. Then again, they'd only scarcely spoken, and Jonouchi was obedient during sex.
Kitamura took his time preparing. It wasn't nearly as painful or invasive as the first time, even though Jonouchi was tense from the memory. He eventually relaxed into it, his mind blank as Kitamura's fingers slid in and out. It was like he couldn't think about anything but that feeling. Which he was grateful for, given where his thoughts liked to go at the worst possible times.
When it was easy to get fingers in, and Jonouchi was actually enjoying it enough that he was arching and clutching the sheets, Kitamura withdrew. Jonouchi opened his eyes to see what was happening, curious to know if they were trying a different position from the last time. Not that it had been a bad position (so far as he could tell), but it was impersonal.
However, Kitamura's thoughts didn't seem to be on the same track. He nudged Jonouchi until he rolled onto his stomach, and then pulled his hips back so he was in downward dog again. Jonouchi felt his face turning red. He'd been able to tolerate it while he was drunk, but now it was just humiliating. He unfortunately recalled words Kaiba had said, calling him a dog in the past, and it was too much for him to handle.
He got away from Kitamura's grip and sat on the bed, disgruntled. Kitamura looked confused and a little dazed. He'd been in the middle of putting on a condom.
"Can't we try a different position?" Jonouchi asked, though his tone spoke more of a demand. Kitamura blinked at him.
"Why?"
"Because I feel humiliated, that's why," Jonouchi snapped. He was more upset than he should have been, and he blamed it on Kaiba. He just couldn't win...
Kitamura didn't speak for a few seconds, and Jonouchi glared at the bed. He was being watched intently, and he didn't like the feeling that he was being childish. If he was the one taking it, he should have a say in it, right?
"Then, what do you want to do?"
Jonouchi glanced up at Kitamura. He wasn't sure, actually. Missionary would work just fine, wouldn't it? That seemed like common sense. Even Jonouchi wasn't ignorant enough to think that two men couldn't do it facing each other.
"Why can't we do missionary?"
"Missionary," Kitamura muttered, as if he wasn't familiar with the term, "I don't really like it as much."
"What? I'm the getting boned, I think my preference has a little more priority!" Jonouchi insisted angrily, and Kitamura raised his hands in obvious surrender. He didn't want to fight about it, evidently, which was good for Jonouchi. He certainly wasn't going to have sex with him tonight if he insisted.
"I can see it's important to you, so we'll change it up this time," Kitamura conceded, crawling between Jonouchi's legs. Jonouchi sighed and tried to relax again. He'd probably spoiled the mood, for himself at least. Damn Kaiba and his dog insults...
Jonouchi drew his knees higher to give Kitamura more space. He was wide in the chest, so Jonouchi had to open his legs further for things to be comfortable. He felt exposed, but it was better than being on his knees, pushing out his ass. Kitamura lubricated the condom even though it was supposed to have its own lube. Not that Jonouchi was complaining; the last time they'd done this, they'd used a condom, and even with the lube it was painful.
He held his breath as Kitamura started to push in. He was holding himself up, his hands braced on either side of Jonouchi's body. His eyes were closed, and he was biting his lip as if he was concentrating. On what, Jonouchi couldn't imagine. Maybe focusing on not just shoving it in.
It was a tight fit. Not as bad as the first time, but still hardly comfortable. Kitamura worked his way in slowly, making short thrusts in and out until Jonouchi's sphincters gave way and he could sink deeper. Jonouchi was gritting his teeth, his eyes squeezed shut as he clutched the bed sheets. It was extremely uncomfortable and pleasant at the same time, but he was grateful that it didn't hurt. He didn't think he'd put up with that again.
He gasped when Kitamura was able to make a full thrust, burying himself entirely and staying there until Jonouchi's breathing evened out. Jonouchi couldn't stop his body from clenching around Kitamura's cock, and every time it did he felt a sensation that he couldn't identify. It was like it bordered the edge of pain, but wasn't quite there.
Jonouchi exhaled as Kitamura pulled out, and then cried out when he pushed in quickly. He'd expected the sharp ache that he had felt the first night, but this time he seemed to be more limber. Perhaps Kitamura had been testing just that, because when Jonouchi didn't make any pained sounds, he started thrusting rather than just sliding in and out. Jonouchi needed something to hold on to, and settled for Kitamura's forearms. He could feel his muscles shifting as he thrusted, using his arms to pull himself in.
It wasn't bad, certainly. And it did get progressively better, enough that Jonouchi didn't even have to touch himself to feel pleasure from it. His brain was doing weird things, and his thoughts got distracted and muddled between thrusts. Then he blanked when Kitamura pushed in again. It was a constant cycle.
He felt Kitamura's breath on his face, and parted his lips to let him kiss him. It was a more urgent motion now, and they were both breathing heavily out their noses until it wasn't enough and they had to break. Kitamura pulled away, and Jonouchi's mind wandered again. He remembered, vaguely and briefly, the way Kaiba's eyes had looked on the rare occasion that they'd been gentle. It was like the image of those two blue spheres was burned into his memory.
Jonouchi realized he must have somehow dozed off a little, or entered some kind of trance, because when he felt lip contact again, he was convinced that it was Kaiba doing it. He could feel those eyes on him. He had to look to confirm what was actually happening, and after he did, he felt extremely uncomfortable. Even more so when Kitamura looked down at him. He was staring, and it made Jonouchi feel too embarrassed to keep his eyes open. He couldn't blame Kitamura for enjoying the view, but Jonouchi wasn't comfortable with being looked at while he was sprawled out and exposed.
He didn't have long to think about it. Kitamura increased his pace, and lay down on top of Jonouchi rather than supporting his own weight. Jonouchi held on to him, scraping his back with his fingernails and moaning openly when he could no longer stop himself. He was grateful for his inability to think during the last stretch. There was too much sensation for that. The feeling of Kitamura pounding into him, and the way his groin tightened almost to the point of being painful... He couldn't reach down to touch himself, and was starting to vaguely wonder if they would come at the same time.
They didn't. Kitamura finished and stopped moving altogether. Jonouchi was frustrated. He'd thought he was going to make it, too. He was so close...
Kitamura got ahold of himself and pulled out, stripping the condom off before looking at Jonouchi. First at his face, and then his groin.
"Can you take care of that?" Kitamura glanced at Jonouchi's face again. Jonouchi blinked.
"What?" He replied a bit snappily, dazed from almost coming and frustrated about being let down. Kitamura looked apologetic.
"I'm sorry," he stood, his step a little unsteady, "I have to catch a jet."
"You have to- what?"
"Technically, I didn't have time to take you to dinner," Kitamura continued as he got dressed quickly, "But I wanted to talk to you before I left Japan."
"What the fuck?" Jonouchi almost shouted, he was so frustrated. "When are you coming back?"
"No need to be so upset...Probably not for a week or two, but I'll keep you posted. I'll stay in touch better, I promise."
Jonouchi just watched in offense and bewilderment as Kitamura patted his pockets as if ensuring he wasn't missing anything. Shit, he looked like a teenager who was late for school. Then he seemed to remember something, and pulled his wallet out of his back pocket. He haphazardly counted out some bills and left them on the counter of the room's small kitchen before walking to the door for his shoes.
"I left about four grand," Kitamura called from the doorway. Jonouchi just glared at the wall across from him. Surprisingly, Kitamura came back after he got his shoes on and looked down at Jonouchi, who hadn't moved.
"I'm sorry," he apologized again, but Jonouchi didn't feel like forgiving him. His eyes widened when Kitamura gave him a chaste kiss and walked back to the door of the suite. "I'll be in touch! You have the room through the night."
And then he was gone. Jonouchi had no idea what to feel. He was utterly pissed, and felt abandoned. Even if Kitamura hadn't had much choice in leaving, he still blamed him for it. Asshole couldn't even be bothered to help him finish...
Somehow, he was still hard. He hadn't really masturbated in about a week, and Kitamura had been more exciting than before. It still hadn't kept Jonouchi interested until they got into the heavy stuff, but that was probably because he was tired.
Jonouchi sighed. He'd probably be over it in the morning, but for now, Kitamura was public enemy number one. Even if he had left him some "allowance", Jonouchi still felt shafted.
He started stroking himself, wondering what he should use for masturbation material. Nothing seemed particularly great in his head, and in a way, he felt too excited to jerk off. After having penetrative sex, it just didn't feel like much.
An idea came to him that he wasn't sure he should act on. He probably only thought of it because he was hard in the first place, and having a boner could make anything seem hot. Still, Jonouchi made up his mind to try. He was desperate to get off. Something had to top off the day right, didn't it?
He picked up the lube Kitamura had left on the bed. He was still stretched enough that he should be able to finger himself pretty easily. It was embarrassing to think about, since he hadn't really done anything like that before, but he didn't even care at this point. He was too tired, and even hornier.
It was as he was trying to squeeze some onto his fingers that he heard the door to the suite open. He looked up, wondering if Kitamura was back and had just been playing some fucked up joke. In which case Jonouchi would probably repay him by making him bend over.
Instead, he ended up staring, frozen in shock when he saw someone else entirely. Kaiba Seto had walked in the room, and not even in business dress. He was wearing his overly-tight black turtleneck and even tighter leather pants. Jonouchi liked those pants more than he should have. It was a rare person that could pull off form-fitting leather, and Kaiba did it whenever the fuck he wanted.
He hoped that somehow Kaiba wouldn't see him, but that was impossible. The lamp was turned on, and Jonouchi was on full display, as it were. Fuck, it probably almost looked like he'd been waiting for him to come in.
So Kaiba ended up looking directly at him the moment he walked into the room. And he already looked smug about it. Jonouchi tried to hide himself. He wouldn't have cared if he was just naked, but he was in the middle of masturbating. In the middle of fingering himself. How had Kaiba even gotten into the suite? Why had he come? Jonouchi didn't even know what to ask first, or if he should ask anything at all. If he was smart, he'd have attacked on sight.
"Kaiba, what the hell are you doing in here?"
"Surprised to see me?" He teased, sitting by the edge of the bed and taking off his shoes before leaning down towards Jonouchi's face, "I should be asking you that. You're the one who called me, loser, and I always keep my phone on.
Did I catch you at a bad time? You look a little... preoccupied."
"I- what?"
Jonouchi thought about that. He hadn't called Kaiba. Had he? Did he even have Kaiba's number? He must have, though. If he'd called him...
"I wasn't expecting you to just walk in," Jonouchi felt like he must be going crazy. How could he have forgotten about calling Kaiba, of all people? He couldn't even remember why he'd called.
"You left the door open, and I saw no reason not to just come in."
He sat up for a minute, taking off his turtleneck before dumping it onto Jonouchi's face and undoing his belt. That, he didn't dump onto Jonouchi, but tossed it to the side of the bed before moving up where Jonouchi had been lying, getting on top of him before pulling off the turtleneck.
"You do want me, right?" He asked, nibbling on Jonouchi's earlobe before grazing his mouth against his neck, "I don't like stopping work over bullshit."
"Of course I want you," Jonouchi grumbled, though he could hardly remain frustrated while Kaiba was tickling his neck with his lips, "Why else would I have called you?"
He didn't even know what he was saying anymore. His thoughts weren't all there due to tiredness. It was a good thing Kaiba obviously wanted to lead. Still, he was taking his sweet time, and Jonouchi had been ready even before he arrived. Rather than say anything, he opened the fastener and zipper on Kaiba's pants and started tugging on them. They were infuriatingly tight.
Fortunately, Kaiba wasn't resistant. With Jonouchi's aggressive assistance, the pants were pulled off and tossed to the floor. It was incredible how quickly they changed from walking sex to a nuisance.
"You're getting pretty good at that," snickered Kaiba, while gently laying on top of Jonouchi, pressing his weight against the man's groin, "Most people aren't so skilled at peeling off leather."
"It's surprisingly easy if you're determined enough," Jonouchi grinned, sliding his hands over Kaiba's bare chest. He was so lean it was incredible. Of course, he ate lightly, and even then he ate slowly. His body probably couldn't store fat if it tried. That was fine, though. It showed off his muscles perfectly.
Jonouchi felt like Kaiba was dawdling just to make him frustrated. He none-too-subtly started groping the front of his boxer-briefs to give him encouragement, but somehow he doubted he'd break Kaiba's will that easily.
The way he kissed was incredible, in Jonouchi's opinion. He wasn't so much domineering as commanding, but Jonouchi was perfectly willing to follow. The contact was passionate, and they had a good rhythm together. Jonouchi felt like they'd had practice, even if he couldn't remember the instances just yet.
He started bucking against Kaiba, trying to grind his hips into him. He didn't want to wait anymore. Maybe Kaiba just got there, but Jonouchi had been waiting for ages.
"Tell me what you want, and I'll give it to you," Kaiba moaned, turning Jonouchi's head to suck on his neck before biting him a little and trailing down his collarbone with his mouth, "I'm not against suggestions."
He had his hands all over Jonouchi, one fisting his blond hair while the other wandered around to grab and feel his firm ass cheek. Kaiba was rough, more than Jonouchi was anticipating, and he was demanding with how he felt him up, yet he held back from going anywhere with it. Teasing him. It made Jonouchi's cheeks burn from embarrassment, but it turned him on all the same.
"If you want me to fuck you, all you need to do is ask."
"What?" Jonouchi knew what Kaiba was asking, and didn't intend to give up that easily. He was desperate, yes, but not that desperate. He wasn't going to lie there and beg for it. No need to give him the satisfaction.
He gasped when Kaiba continued grinding, and immediately his reserve started to waver. He was too horny for this. He couldn't just keep waiting.
"I'm not going to beg," Jonouchi growled, "Just hurry up and do it already."
Like Kaiba ever took orders from him. Jonouchi felt no increase in pace, nor an indication that Kaiba was going to stop dry-humping and actually fuck him. It was infuriating, and Jonouchi probably would have been angry if he wasn't so damn horny. And Kaiba knew it. He was using his arousal against him.
"Kaiba-" Jonouchi cut himself off before he accidentally moaned. Kaiba could probably tell, because he snorted. "Kaiba, just fuck me. Hurry up."
"You shouldn't talk to your betters like that," Kaiba answered, pulling away and flicking Jonouchi's blond hair, "But fine. Since you have no appreciation for pace."
He unceremoniously flipped Jonouchi around, and having him lying on his stomach, he started kissing along his shoulders and neck before actually biting him, almost hard enough to be painful, and making Jonouchi cry out. His hand was tracing along the small of Jonouchi's back before pressing inside of him, and curling his fingers, he started thrusting them in, deep and slow as Jonouchi was already relaxed enough and didn't need much preparation.
"Did another rooster break into the hen house while I was gone?" Kaiba asked, raising one of his eyebrows, "You're already loose. And I can feel lubricant inside of you."
"Maybe this "hen" left the door open," Jonouchi huffed, slightly embarrassed, "Because the rooster he was waiting for wouldn't make up his mind."
He was probably a bad person for doing this. Having sex with Kitamura, who was supposed to be his boyfriend, and then letting Kaiba show up and fuck him again right afterward...Kaiba, who wasn't paying and wasn't dating him, either. Wasn't even nice to him, most of the time.
Why did he have to get stuck wanting him so much?
"Looks like you'll have to try to get here first next time, mister rooster."
"Tch. Or maybe your boyfriend should learn to lock the door."
Kaiba yanked Jonouchi's hips up suddenly, a surge of energy coming over him before he pulled off his boxer briefs and grabbing the left over lube for himself. He smirked while Jonouchi stood on his knees watching, not even embarrassed about preparing himself before getting right behind him, using his free hand to hold onto Jonouchi's hair loosely, so he couldn't peer at him, before pressing into him.
Jonouchi felt short of breath. He was more than prepared for full penetration, since he'd just been earlier, and he was able to enjoy the pleasurable part without the unbearable pressure. Kaiba stretched him open and filled him up at an infuriatingly slow pace; sliding with little enough force that Jonouchi was starting to shudder by the time he was buried. When Jonouchi tried to squirm or push back, Kaiba tugged on his hair, and he stopped. So he was stuck now, and it looked like whatever he got would be on Kaiba's terms.
He wished the thought didn't turn him on as much as it did. Kaiba was still taking his sweet time, like he didn't have the same sense of urgency as a normal person. Jonouchi wondered at his own lack of humiliation. He was in downward dog, with Kaiba, and yet that fact did nothing to embarrass him.
Not that he was sorry. The stimulation was at least twice as good from that position as it had been in missionary, and Kaiba seemed to be trying his best to give just a little taste of what Jonouchi actually wanted.
"Dammit," he cursed, his words muffled against the pillow, "Stop screwing with me. Just fuck me already!"
He heard Kaiba chuckling. Obviously, he wasn't going to do as he was told. Jonouchi started growling in frustration, trying to work against Kaiba's grip to start pushing back. He yelped and stopped abruptly when he felt a stinging slap on his ass, and he tried to look back at Kaiba, but he couldn't move his head. His scandalized expression was wasted.
"What did I say about talking to your betters in a raised voice, Jonouchi?" Spat Kaiba, his voice rising as he grabbed Jonouchi's hip with the hand he'd used to slap him, his nails digging in a little before he started thrusting harder, "Shut your mouth before I shut it for you."
Jonouchi had mumbled a little when he felt Kaiba's hands digging into his hips, hard enough to bruise, and for the life of him all he could feel was interested by the idea of Kaiba shutting his mouth for him. How would he do that, exactly? Whatever. Jonouchi wasn't going to be quiet just because Kaiba said to be. Who was he to barge in and give orders?
"Then you'd better get creative," Jonouchi hissed, "Or start fucking me like you mean it. Maybe I wouldn't complain so much if you weren't being difficult."
That elicited getting his hair grabbed even tighter before Kaiba started pounding into him mercilessly. His grip was so tight, Jonouchi couldn't prevent having his head tilted back, gasping and crying out loud each time he felt his body invaded by Kaiba's pulsing dick. He could feel him balls deep, and shuddering in spite of himself, he eventually begged desperately for Kaiba to let up. His head was released, and he started biting the pillow to contain himself.
"That's better, isn't it?" Mocked Kaiba, as he let go of Jonouchi's hair to stroke his back, his thrusting becoming more erratic, "Stop trying to fight it. You know how it ends each time you do. You want me to dominate you, no matter what you try telling yourself."
Jonouchi didn't argue. He couldn't get a word in edgewise while Kaiba was reaming him. Moreover, he didn't want to risk giving him a reason to stop and go back to teasing. He was getting close, and his body was so wracked with sensation that he almost couldn't handle it. He was almost unbearably hot, and he could feel sweat dripping off his forehead, and everything in his groin just felt impossibly tight.
Then he heard Kaiba's voice rising as he made a few more hard thrusts, going as deep as he possibly could while grabbing Jonouchi's hips so he couldn't evade him, before he sighed and released, shuddering and holding on to his partner's back to keep himself from falling over. Jonouchi reached his peak when he felt Kaiba make his last thrust, his cock expanding briefly, and a strangely warm liquid spilling into him. Somehow, it didn't bother Jonouchi as much as he'd thought it would. It didn't bother him at all, actually. It might even have contributed to the fact that he came immediately after Kaiba was through having his way with him.
He felt Kaiba's weight on his back, and panted to catch his breath while he waited for him to move. He realized that something was in his mouth, and it wasn't until he pushed it out with his tongue and closed his lips that he recalled biting into the pillow and tearing it with his teeth when he peaked.
He felt almost paralyzed, like his body was asleep while his mind kept running. Kaiba finally slid off of him and lay down beside him, sweating and panting for breath. Jonouchi lay flat beside him, turned so he could look at him. Shouldn't he be angry or embarrassed? Kaiba had broken into his hotel room and fucked him into submission. And right after his boyfriend had left, too.
Jonouchi couldn't really wrap his mind around it, so he stopped trying. Kaiba almost looked cute while he lay there exhausted from the sex, and looking just a little smug. Jonouchi decided to just let him have it. He had done a good job, hadn't he? Better than Jonouchi thought sex would get, in all honesty.
"So," he asked when he'd caught his breath enough to speak, "What will you do now?"
Probably leave. Kaiba was important, after all, and had better things to do than stick around.
"I'm going to sleep this off," he said, his eyes still closed and his lashes resting against his face, "And you are going to not kick me while I do so. You can share a bed with another person, right? Because if you do try to knock me out, I will come after you in the middle of the night."
He was joking, which was made obvious from the fact that his mouth was forming a smile, and he turned toward Jonouchi, nuzzling his neck briefly before relaxing and lying down completely to sleep. It was like everything that he'd said was just a joke, because he didn't appear intimidating at all when he was lying like that, nor did he continue ordering him around.
Jonouchi was pleased that he stayed. He'd been hoping he would, but he didn't even know what to expect from Kaiba anymore. The bastard had fucked him twice and done nothing even reminiscent of it in between occasions. And now they were cuddled up in bed.
He could handle that. He was tired, and whatever resolution he needed he could find in the morning. He moved to wrap his arm around Kaiba, but something felt off when he did. He brushed it off, figuring it was just the sensation of sleep coming over him.
"Just don't start calling me a dog again in the morning. I might actually kill you."
"I wouldn't dream of it," mumbled Kaiba, his voice lax and lazy from exhaustion, "I only tell you what you want to hear in bed, you goose. Go to sleep."
Jonouchi didn't reply. He was barely awake as it was, and felt like he was more tired than ever. Kaiba's image started to fade away, and at first Jonouchi thought it was because his eyes were closing, but he realized when he was looking at the empty side of the bed that his eyes had been opening.
He'd fallen asleep in the middle of masturbating.
And had a wet dream about Kaiba.
Jonouchi rolled out of bed, groaning when he felt mess on his stomach. It had been a successful wet dream. He stumbled into the bathroom feeling groggy and disoriented, and turned on the shower without really thinking about it.
Had he seriously done that? Why did it have to be Kaiba, of all people? Sure, he was hot. He wouldn't bother trying to suppress his attraction. But Kaiba was an asshole to him almost all the time. He'd been kind of nice that morning, and tolerable the night before, but that had been a blue-moon occurrence. It hardly warranted an emotionally-charged wet dream.
And he'd just had Kitamura, too. He could have at least had a wet dream about his actual boyfriend.
He got under the hot water and let it run over his skin, washing away his ejaculate. It had been a pretty bad day, in his opinion. All the negative things were starting to pile up, and he was too tired and discouraged to blow it off. He forced himself to look at the good side, so he'd be able to just roll into bed and back to sleep after his shower.
His hours had been cut. But he still had a job, right? It would pass. Kitamura wanted to go steady and still paid him regardless. Which he needed right now, since his hours had been cut. It was a stroke of luck. He could find a second job for his financial security in case he fell out with Kitamura anyway.
And the wet dream...well, at least he'd had the orgasm he'd been trying for. It didn't mean anything. Kaiba was attractive, and Jonouchi had just seen him in concentration that day. His subconscious was fucking with him.
That one didn't go over so well. Jonouchi squinted tiredly as he toweled himself off, realizing that he'd have to do something about that. He couldn't keep having Kaiba pop up in sexual situations, and certainly not in any way that made him feel...anything, really. But hopeful was especially scary. He wanted to avoid that. Being hopeful of anything from Kaiba could only end in tragedy.
He got back into bed and turned off the lamp. He'd have to talk to Kaiba tomorrow. Just to give himself a friendly reminder of what he was actually like. Just a conversation with him would probably be enough, those usually ended badly. He felt like an idiot for sending himself into a bad situation on purpose, but it would have to be done for his sanity. With everything else that was happening, he couldn't afford to have Kaiba invading every intimate corner of his life.
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