SilverFang | By : kaibasama Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2796 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Katsuya Jounouchi/Seto Kaiba
Warnings: Author's tongue inserted in cheek during the writing of this fic. Some AU, anthromorphism on Jou’s part, general kink, but nothing too dreadfully scary
Disclaimer: Yu-gi-oh! and all characters from the Manga and Anime belong to Kazuki Takahashi.
Distribution and/or Archival: Please ask author first!
ORIGINAL CHARACTERS: none
SPOILERS: Some for Duelist Kingdom
SUMMARY: Jacked another’s Plot Usagi. See end notes for further rambling. ^.^
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As the moon rose, bloated, on the evening horizon in Duelist Kingdom, its orange glare splashed the edge of the forest, where Mutou and his friends were camping. Kaiba smirked momentarily upon recalling the battering he’d handed Jounouchi a~la his latest dueling prototype. Blinking against the sudden moonlight, he looked down at his briefcase and his jaw tightened in determination. Mokuba. His purpose here was higher than that of the losers he’d left in the trees behind him. Taking a deep breath, he continued his brisk pace to the castle where his kid brother was being held against his will. With each step that drew him nearer to his goal and Pegasus, Kaiba’s resolve grew, his focus narrowing. He would bury the man who dared come between he and his–
THUMP! Thumpthumpthump....finding himself on the ground looking up at the stars, gasping to retrieve the air of which his lungs had been violently emptied due to the force of the blow from behind, did little to improve the Chief Executive Officer’s mood. It took a turn for the worse when Katsuya Jounouchi loomed into his field of vision. Or was that Jounouchi? Forcing his diaphragm to move, Kaiba sucked in a lungful of air, and tried to wrench from the grasp of the blond, who had bent to one knee to help him sit up. Taking another breath, he hissed, “Are you trying to kill me, you imbecile?”
Jounouchi flashed him a wolfish grin, and the hands tightened around his bicep and his waist much harder. “No, money bags, I ain’t tryin’ ta kill ya. But I need ya, and this place...” the street-wise teen broke eye contact for a minute, scowling while he scanned the general landscape, “ain’t private enough for what I got in mind.”
“I’ve heard enough.” Kaiba tried to stand before being yanked back to a seated position. He heard an indignant yelp, and realized with some chagrin that he himself uttered it. Glancing down at the hands which held him in this humiliating situation, he noted with a sense of unreality that they appeared to be growing white-blond fur, and his captor-companion’s nails seemed ever-so-slightly longer. “I’m used to stress. I should not be hallucinating.”
“You ain’t hallucinatin’, Kaiba. We just gotta hurry.” Supernaturally strong hand-paws lifted him to his feet.
“Then it is you who is hallucinating, moron, if you think I’m going anywhere with you,” the CEO said. To back up his statement, he swung the briefcase around with his free hand in an attempt to cold-cock his captor.
Jounouchi ducked, allowing the weight of the briefcase to swing the other teen right into his embrace. Smiling at his luck into the dark hair of his victim, he spied an outcropping of rocks which looked to be perfect for what he had in mind. The blue-eyed duel master in his arms had gone deathly silent. Clutching his prey to his chest, the gangly form loped for his destination. Once he arrived, he stalked the grounds until stumbling upon a shadowed area away from the moonlight and prying eyes. Placing Kaiba on the ground, he shoved him face first up against a rock wall.
“Enough, mutt!” Kaiba shouted. He whirled, cobalt eyes flashing with dangerous rage. The insults he’d been about to hurl died in his throat when he beheld the metamorphosis transforming the body of the other teen. White-blond hair lengthened at an astonishing rate, already having reached the other’s shoulder’s in length and even now the teen stood, eyes clenched shut, with his fingers at his temples as if trying to maintain his present form. Once lean arms gained significant amount of muscular bulk, and he appeared to be good deal stronger than Kaiba. Silvery-white fur covered his body and the blond’s canines lengthened just as his nails had grown into claws. Jounouchi let his arms drop and lifted his gaze. Shocked, Kaiba saw that the other’s former brown eyes glowed red in the shadows.
“That’s right, my Lion, roar for me,” the Jounouchi creature growled.
“There went the other half of your wit. Cease the absurdities, and explain what’s happening to you.”
“What whazzat? Never mind, I got that last part. Listen, it’s the full moon, right? If I don’t get laid, I’m gonna turn into a werewolf.”
“And you dared to drag me into your pathetic situation? Too bad, it’s not my problem, and I don’t have time for this.” The lean brunet bent to pick up his suitcase when a wall of white fury slammed him back against the rocks.
“It is your problem, rich boy, and lemme tell ya why,” the Jounouchi creature rumbled, pacing back and forth. It was hungry for the one which now sat silent with its back to the wall staring icy blue daggers back at him – both enraging and exciting him. He didn’t regret targeting the bastard to unleash his baser natures on. “‘Cause if you don’t let me fuck ya and I do go wolf, then things will turn real nasty, real quick, if ya get what I mean.”
Kaiba rolled his eyes. “What happens if you don’t conveniently have someone around with whom to copulate, you numbskull?” If he was not mistaken, the other teen’s ears had just sprung up into pointed triangles.
“I jack off, a’course.”
“What?” The executive scrambled to his feet, advancing on the hulking white wolf-creature, which was now a good foot taller than he. ”Then why follow me tonight?” Righteous anger swallowed the control Kaiba usually maintained over his emotions and he jabbed Jounouchi’s chest with his finger, blasting, “Has it occurred to you that I’ve other commitments, cretin? Why inflict me with your...problem, when you could masturbate and be done with it?”
The silver-haired creature, which had only moments before been Jounouchi, snatched Kaiba into its herculean embrace and laughed, its smile feral. “Because guys who act like you, rich boy, either need to get their asses kicked or fucked. So what’s it gonna be?”
“Why would I expect anything other than the convoluted logic with which you’ve just presented, cur?” Kaiba muttered.
“Fine, put me down, and I’ll let you...do what you must.”
The silver-hair creature dropped him, whether in surprise or sheer sadism, Kaiba wasn’t sure, but the result landed him on his ass once again. Holding back yet another outburst of rage which screamed to be vented, the dark-haired teen watched the other warily while standing back up and brushing himself off. “Now what?”
He could feel the hackles on the back of his own neck raise at the sight of Jounouchi’s grin. By his Blue Eyes White Dragons, what had he gotten himself into with this promise?
“Face the rock and try to relax. I’ll do the rest,” the creature snarled.
“And let you shred my clothing with those claws?” Kaiba asked, turning to face the rock wall. Planting both hands against it, he looked back to check what the other teen was doing. All he could really see was shadows and the light above from the orange harvest moon. In the farthest corner of his vision, silver-white hair glistened and moved, then he heard the zip and rustle of clothing being shed. Shuddering, he felt both revolted and undeniably excited. Gods, Kaiba knew he, himself, was a kinky SOB, buts was was over the top. His cock throbbed hot and engorged against his belly and his jeans felt way too tight. His voice sounded strangled as he called out, “Jounouchi. Quickly!”
Shrugging out of his duster, the dark-haired executive tossed it on the ground beside him thinking vaguely he was either having the wildest wet dream of his life or had lost his mind. Then all rational thought fled as the light-haired boy wrapped his arms around him, one huge hand landing flat against his abdomen to pull him close and the other first cupping, then kneading his balls through his jeans.
Jounouchi took this opportunity to nip at Kaiba’s neck lightly, watching the dark head arch back and the blue eyes shut tight at the dual sensations he administered. The brunet squirmed in his embrace, pumping his hips in an age old rhythm to fuel the fire of the contact, and Jounouchi laughed, “I knew ya’d be just like a cat in heat once I got my hands on ya, Kaiba.”
“It would be better if you didn’t speak,” Kaiba replied, wrapping his arms around the other’s back to meld his hands against a cheek of each of the other boy’s buttocks. With all his strength, he ground his ass against Jounouchi’s naked hips and felt the other boy’s erection against his jeans. A surprised snarl issued from the street teen, giving Kaiba cause to grin.
“Ya slut!”
“More of your convoluted logic, I take it?”
“Lose the jeans, money bags.”
Kaiba felt a hand plant itself in the small of his back and push. This time, he avoided falling and instead whirled to face the white-haired teen. “Or you’re going to tear me to pieces, am I right? And I’m the slut?” Smirking, Kaiba knelt to remove his boots.
“Did I say to take off yer shoes, Lion? That’s what Peg’s goons call ya, right?”
Slowly, he nodded and rose to his feet, watching the white-haired teen closely. Jounouchi had not yet fully become a werewolf – for instance his cock still appeared human. The CEO unclipped his belt and made quick work of his fly.
“Shove ‘em down to yer ankles,” Jounouchi said, “and hurry, I’m losing it over here.”
With swift movements, Kaiba pushed his pants down as far as he could without removing his boots, leaving his butt and thighs bare. His testes and erection, now freed from their constraints, bobbed in the wi
“No underwear. Very classy, Lion,” Jounouchi said and curled a clawed finger in a come-hither gesture.
Kaiba waddled over, saying, “It seems to me that I’m doing you a favor and the least you could do is stop your tedious
rambling, particularly the Lion references.” Instinct twisted the dark head sharply to the right, avoiding both the sheer rock wall and a bloody nose, as again Jounouchi shoved him. “Kind of a one-trick doggy, aren’t you?” Kaiba asked, and then quieted as he felt the other’s finger pads spread his cheeks apart. Sweat beaded on his forehead and upper lip at the thought of the claws at the end of those fingers, and the idea of taunting Jounouchi seemed suddenly an unwise one.
“I was kinda hopin’ ta break that smart ass mouth of yers,” the clawed-one said, his voice coming from below, as though he were squatting behind him. Closing his eyes, Kaiba rested his forehead against the stone and gritted his teeth, uncertain of whether he awaited ecstasy or disembowelment at the claws of his nemesis.
Cool night air tickled the opened cleft of his ass, and a warm wet tongue encircled his anus. His eyes shot open, shocked. Still, that tongue licked and glided around and around, moving over to the base of his cock and teasing him there, too. His erection throbbed mercilessly. Then the tongue withdrew and went back to its original target, circling hot and wet, and just when Kaiba thought ouldould take no more, he felt it push through the ring of muscle and penetrate him. Stuttering incoherent words of need, he pushed his hips back to try and take more of that canine-like tongue into himself. His lover complied, fucking him with an impossibly long tongue, thrusting it in, pulling out to encircle the puckered opening and pushing it in again, over and over just until he thought he’d come without so much as touching his dick.
When the tongue disappeared, the brunet was reduced to taking broken gasps of air. “That did the trick,” Jounouchi said.
“Wha–?”
“Yer mouth. It ain’t nearly so smart-alecky now,” the white-blond haired creature breathed over his lover’s shoulder.
“It’s a good thing you ain’t no virgin, ‘cause--” Jounouchi grasped Kaiba’s hips and with one swift shove buried his cock deep into the other. Hearing the partially-stifled grunt of pain torn from the throat of the haughty Kaiba both quickened his blood and directed it southward, thickening his rock-hard erection. Eyes glowing red, he fisted a handful of dark, downy hair, pulling the other boy's head back, while mercilessly using his full length to hammer into him. The pounding continued until he saw human hands relax against the stone and felt their owner stagger back against his hips. The glowing dimmed and Jounouchi looked down at the lax head lolling in his hairy grip. Slowly he pulled out, changing his entry angle to ensure he’d hit that spot he knew would send the blue-eyed genius skyrocketing, and pummeled away. Within moments, he saw the hands on the wall in front of them clench into fists, the dark head snapped up and the slick tunnel into which he pounded tightened, pulsating. The white-blond teen came just seconds after trunerunet, the sensation in his cock so exquisite he sank his teeth into the back of his lover’s neck, utterly unable to help himself.
Both teens stood still, panting. Kaiba was the first to break the silence. “I trust I won’t be afflicted with your...problem?” He bent to pull up his jeans.
Jounouchi smiled, all evidence of his Lupine condition wiped clean by their act. “No, ya won’t and thanks.”
“Don’t mention it...to anyone.” the cobalt eyes turned away to look at the castle in the distance. “I’m used to being
used,” he said under his breath.
“Aw...don’t be like that, Kaiba.”
He laughed, the sound dark and bitter. "How should I be?"
"I dunno. Like Kaiba, I guess."
The CEO nodded, retrieving his jacket and briefcase. Jounouchi wondered fleetingly how the man could walk after what had taken place. 'I'm used to being used,' he'd said. Guilt and empathy formed a knot in his gut -- somehow he had added to a burden he hadn't known existed. "Kaiba?"
The executive swerved his head to face Jounouchi, having already returned to the road and his mission. "Yes?"
"Turn up yer shirt collar. Ya wouldn't want anyone to see those marks, wouldja? And maybe ya oughta get a jacket with a stiff collar, ya know, for future...problems."
Kaiba lifted an eloquent eyebrow and the ghost of a smile touched his lips. "Maybe I should."
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Silver Fang is a Duel Monster's Card. For those who haven't had the opportunity to see the subtitled version, during Duelist Kingdom, Seto's name was subtitled "Lion" and Mokuba's "Wooden Horse". XD This ficcie came about due to another's plot bunny, which called for Kats to be a werewolf during the 3 days of each month when the moon is full. Jou’s Lupine urges create emotional and sexual havoc within during this period. The bunny's author preferred plot development to create a reason for Kaiba calling Jounouchi a doggy, but the only time I have seen this is during DK, so this is where I began my fic. I apologize for the PWP, but sometimes they happen. ^.^
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