Chapter Four
Authoress: Keishi
BIG FAT WARNING:
Contains m/m relationships
ONLY read if you are of age and open-minded!!!
Disclaimer
I've done my time.
If I should die, before I wake,
Then you'll know why.
-third verse, "My Lover's Box," Garbage
Seto walked only a few feet before he pressed his back to the wall. He was alone in the hallway, a fact that allowed the brown-haired boy's normally icy demeanor to crack just the tiniest bit. His heart went out to the injured blond beyond the white door he was presently staring at. If he had only known...
'What? Would you have treated him any better?' his mind scoffed at him. 'He's still the puppy you've always known him to be. It really shouldn't come to any surprise that he's been kicked around before.' Seto shook his head to clear his mind of these thoughts, wondering if he always sounded that way, so cynical and... uncaring. Thinking, the CEO set off down the stairwell to see about a late dinner.
Katsuya tentatively slipped out of the giant blue bed, his skin whisping softly against the silky sheets. He padded silently across the spacious room, careful not to accidentally knock into anything and cause more pain for himself. He opened the small white door cautiously and slipped inside, reveling in the feel of the cool floor against his bare feet. He frowned at the identical door opposite the one he had come through, but thought nothing of it.
He stripped himself of his boxers and headed toward the large, spa-like marble tub, fiddling with the various knobs until relatively warm water was spouting out of the gleaming chrome fixture. He lowered himself into the water, careful not to get his dressings wet. Relaxing in the low level of water, Jou let his mind clear itself, and just reveled in the warmth. He grabbed at a washcloth and scrubbed his face gingerly, wincing at the feel of the rough terrycloth on his battered skin.
Seto made his way into the kitchen, nodding to his servants as they passed.
"Mokuba-san has already eaten. Shall I whip something up for you and your guest, sir?" asked the plump cook, smiling gently.
Seto shook his head. "No, thanks though, Shika-chan. I can handle it."
Bowing politely, Shika left the kitchen. Seto paused in the middle of the spacious room, absently chewing on a stalk of celery. 'Now, what kind of things does Jounouchi like to eat? Guess I'd better stay simple.' Seto wrenched open the refrigerator and began extracting sandwich ingredients from it. He slapped together a few roast beef sandwiches and unceremoniously plunked them down onto a glass plate. He grabbed a couple bottles of beer, some pickles, picked up the plate and called it a meal.
Jou sat in the tub, the emotions he had driven down inside him finally bubbling to the surface. He let out an anguished cry as he gave in to the tears, watching them drip off his chin and mix with the bath water below. Everything hurt: his body, his head, his heart, his pride. He raised his hands up to his wet face, massaging his temples.
Jounouchi forced himself not to think about what had happened. Perhaps if he just ignored it, it would all go away? 'Not likely,' he though with some derision. Instead, he focused his mind on where he was and who was nursing him back to health. Seto Kaiba, of all people, treating _Jou_ like a human being, tending to his injuries and acting _concerned_ about him. Now, that was a shocker.
Jounouchi looked down at his hand, lightly stroking the skin where Seto had touched him. It disturbed Katsuya how much that small physical contact had meant to him. Leaning his head back onto the porcelain edge of the tub, Jou half-closed his eyes, his body reacting strangely to the thoughts coursing in his head. He always suspected that there was more than just hate he felt for the icy millionaire, but Jou had always passed it off as jealousy. Now that he had been given a glimpse of the softer side of Seto Kaiba, he wasn't so sure. It felt too much like...
Seto walked in without knocking, plate in one hand, beer in the other, and stopped cold.
Jou lay splayed out in the tub, eyes half-lidded, trained on the brown-haired boy in the sexiest look Seto had ever seen. The bandages stood out starkly against his dark skin, the flat planes of his stomach dipping down into the water that barely concealed a growing erection curling between the golden-haired boy's powerful thighs. The bruises that ran down the blond boy's hips barely registered in Kaiba's mind as he absently set his burden down on the sink counter and made his way further into the bathroom. He stopped at the tub's edge.
Jou looked up, up, up at the towering figure of Seto Kaiba as his heart hurriedly tried to escape from his chest. Suddenly, his motor skills went to complete shit in his nervousness, and he drew his legs up to his chest, covering his battered body. His eyes wavered in anticipation and anxiety, wide as saucers. He fought with his tongue to say something, anything, but it appeared to be permanently lodged in his mouth, quivering in fear. So, he just watched Seto, his emotions plainly marching across his face.
The blue-eyed CEO grabbed at one of Jou's wrists, catching it gently between thumb and forefinger. His other hand reached out, traced the curve of Jou's jaw, passion-filled blue eyes never leaving Jou's honeyed gaze. His fingers began to swirl tiny patterns on the inside of Jounouchi's wrist, making the blond forget how to breathe. He jerked the arm up lightly, silently asking the golden-haired boy to stand up, and Katsuya did as he was bidden. Raising slowly, Jou never left Kaiba's gaze, until they were pretty much level with each other, the tub floor being slightly raised.
Seto growled faintly in his throat, and stepped into the bathtub with Jounouchi, soapy water sloshing at his boots. He pressed the blond to him somewhat violently, reveling in the feel of Jou's naked body molded wetly to his clothed one, and ravaged Katsuya's mouth. He kissed him like he was drinking from the ground up, as if Seto were a dying man and Jou a fountain of water. His arms circled the naked boy's bruisingly, crushing Jounouchi to him, a possessiveness so raw and needful, it hurt.
The pair stayed like that for several moments, briefly coming up for air, then plunging back in again. Jou's mind quit working the moment Seto entered the room, and his body reacted primally, responding to the brown-haired man's carnal advances with his own powerful lust. Seto's hands roamed Jou's back, then lower, grabbing handfuls of the golden-haired boy's backside and squeezing painfully, fingers leaving red welts along his sensitive flesh.
He pushed the blond boy backwards, pressing him to the wall, unaware of the pain lancing through Jounouchi as his injuries were aggravated. The pain served to be an aphrodisiac to the blond, however, and he freed his hands to grab at Seto's shirt, popping most of the buttons in one ripping motion, forcing the material back. Seto ended the kiss as his rival did this, arching his back, making his neck one long, smooth column that Jou didn't hesitate to pillage. He sucked, licked, and bit at the tender flesh there gently, until he heard another growl trickle out of Seto's throat. "Harder," was all the millionaire said, but Jou understood the command. He bit roughly down onto Seto's delicate neck, not stopping until he felt blood trickle into his mouth, the sweet coppery taste tingeing his taste buds.
Seto responded in kind, his tongue working mercilessly at Katsuya's breastbone, hands roaming the naked boy's body. His hips ground painfully into Jou's, the blue-eyed boy's erection plain through his jeans, gyrating against Jou's own fully-hard cock. Jou moaned seductively into Seto's ear, tongue lapping at the wound his teeth had caused. His own hands were busy pulling off the remains of Seto's shirt, then sliding inside his jeans to cup the blue-eyed boy's ample rear. Seto stepped away at this, swatting at Jou's hands as they futilely tried to press the CEO to him again. "Wait, koibito," he said lowly, his voice filled with unchecked lust.
Seto tugged off his boots and unbuckled his pants, sliding them off his lean frame seductively, eyes never leaving Jou's as the blond openly admired Kaiba's muscled body. Once fully naked, Kaiba offered one hand to the shorter boy, who took it hesitantly, part of his brain working again at the loss of sexual contact. Once Katsuya had cleared the tub, Seto pulled the boy roughly to him, turning and pressing the injured body into the wall yet again. His kisses rained onto Jou's slick skin, his body grinding against the darker-skinned boy, velvet erections rubbing together, making both boys pant. Seto's hands gripped Jou's buttocks again as he bucked against the blond boy, completely lost in the sensations.
Their tongues warred with each other, Jounouchi's hands fluttering uncertainly down the other boy's spine, brushing the smooth skin of his ass. Katsuya moaned into Seto's mouth repeatedly as Seto continued rubbing against him, the seductive noises reaching his ears and turning Kaiba on even more. Deciding he'd had enough foreplay, the CEO pulled Jou down on top of him as he lay on the cool bathroom tiles, legs splayed.
Jou obliged, pressing his body gingerly to the brown-haired boy's, wincing as his injuries protested. Oblivious to the golden-haired boy's agony, Seto crushed Katsuya to him, mouth capturing his before Jou had a moment to cry out. He flipped them both over, leaving Jou gasping on the bathroom floor, his eyes shut tight with the delicious feeling of pain. He wanted this, he craved this attention from his brown-haired rival, no matter how much he hurt.
Seto gazed down at his prize, sweeping golden hair back from an angelic face. His own countenance softened as he saw the pain and need warring within the boy beneath him. He began licking and kissing Jou's jawline in silent apology, cradling the boy's broken body to him protectively.
Katsuya let out a lust-filled moan, his fingers raising to twine themselves in Seto's own thick hair, using the strands as leverage to pull the taller boy down to him, pushing his tongue into Kaiba's mouth. Kaiba melted completely at the actions, his heart filling, near to burst, with some unexplained emotion. Tears dripped down onto Katsuya's cheeks and mouth, Kaiba quickly licking them off the sweet-tasting skin. He held the bronzed boy gingerly, tenderly, all earlier traces of violence gone from his mind.
Their bodies rocked together gently, pushing themselves against each other, Jou letting out small moans with each delicious thrust. He dragged his fingernails lightly down Kaiba's smooth back, and the brown-haired boy cried out at the touch, arching his back, instinctively pushing his erection down onto Katsuya's even more. He closed his eyes at the sensation, then snapped them back open, not wanting to miss a minute of Jou's face. He gazed down at Jounouchi, who's own brown eyes looked wonderingly up into Seto's, never-before-acknowledged feelings welling to the surface between them.
Seto got up off Jou abruptly, confusing the blond. He held out his hand yet again, helping Katsuya up from the floor, and lead him into the bedroom Jou had woken in earlier. The naked, beautiful pair walked slowly across the carpet, hand-in-hand, until they came to the rumpled bed sheets. Seto laid Jou carefully in the center of the bed, curling up next to his side, fingertips lightly grazing Jou's bandages. He looked up into warm brown eyes. "Do you want this?" he asked, suddenly serious, eyes brimming with need and... something else.
Jou swallowed, realizing it was the first real thing Seto had said since he entered the bathroom what seemed a millennia ago. He nodded, clearing his throat before finally managing a weak, "Yes."
Seto embraced the boy next to him, his heart leaping at the blond's one word. He kissed Jou tenderly, tipping his head back as he gently ravished his rival's full mouth. He dipped his tongue inside, actually tasting Jou for the first time. His hands roved across the blond's body slowly. Katsuya's eyes watched Seto's hands as they traced patterns down his chest and stomach, coming to rest briefly at his hipbone. His head swam as he felt long, tapered fingers grasp his cock firmly, yet gently, the tip of one thumb digging lightly into the cleft at the head.
Jou moaned incoherently at Seto's ministrations, eyes closed in rapture. Seto nuzzled Jou's neck as his hand began pumping the shaft up and down, eliciting more noise from the lips of the blond.
"Say my name," Seto growled seductively in Katsuya's ear.
"Seto," Jou gasped out, turning his head and capturing the blue-eyed boy's mouth with his own. Seto's cock throbbed at the sound of Jou's voice, thick as honey with passion, calling out to him.
"Katsuya," he echoed, pressing his body even closer to his captive's. His hand dipped lower, cupping Jou's balls briefly, then continuing downward. One fingertip rested at the entrance to the blond's body, teasing the puckered opening slightly. Jounouchi whimpered at the touch, his body wriggling beneath Kaiba. Seto reached behind himself, stretching his body into one long, taut line. Jou couldn't resist leaning up and biting at one pink nipple, making the blue-eyed boy gasp with unexpected pleasure.
His fingers closing in on what he wanted, Seto shifted his body until he was kneeling before Jou, the blond's long, muscled legs on either side of his hips. He lifted up a bottle of massage oil and tipped it over, letting the sweet-smelling liquid coat his fingers. Tossing the now-closed bottle across the sheets, Seto first slicked his own erection. Katsuya's gaze was locked on the millionaire's hands, one working the shaft and the other stroking his abdomen lightly.
Seto released his cock slowly, languorously, and slid his slick hand between Jou's thighs, teasing him again. One finger entered the battered boy, making him tense just the tiniest bit. Seto's finger shifted in and out of the blond, working his hole wider, slipping another inside when he felt the boy was ready. He scissored his fingers, widening Jou, then retreated. Jounouchi squirmed beneath Kaiba, bucking his hips slightly in invitation, his eyes heavy with want and need.
Seto placed hands on either side of Jou's hips, bringing the boy up to him. He leaned over the blond, the tip of his throbbing cock pushing lightly against Jou's opening. He kissed his angel one last time, licking the blond's bottom lip, then catching it between his teeth, before he pushed past Jou's ringed entrance.
Katsuya gasped, his eyes growing wide as his body tensed with the need to push away. The pain, at first, seemed too great, and Jou's hands pressed on Seto's chest, trying to drive the brown-haired boy from him. Seto caught Jounouchi's hands, automatically making soothing noises as he tried to calm the blond down. He let Jou get used to being filled up, then drove into the boy again, biting his lip hard to keep from pounding the injured body beneath him into the mattress.
A trickle of blood began dripping from Seto's mouth, falling with a wet sound onto Jou's open lips. The caramel-eyed boy's tongue, tiny and pink, snaked out and licked at the blood seductively. That was the end of Seto's restraint. He began bucking his hips wildly, shoving his cock in and out of Jou rapidly, gripping the boy's hips, white-knuckled.
Jou responded in kind, a kind of fierce determination in his eyes, his hips jerking up to meet Seto's hard thrusts into his own body, little moans escaping his kiss-swollen and bloodied lips with each gyration. His hands found their way to Seto's hips, gripping them and forcing the brown-haired boy ever faster. Seto pounded into Jou with all he was worth, eyes squeezed tightly shut with the effort, Jou's distended erection bouncing between the two bodies, rubbing against the blue-eyed boy's stomach. His mind blanked out, and he was completely lost to the amazing feeling that was the blond's body underneath him. He came with Jou's name on his lips.
Katsuya came an instant later, his orgasm wrenching an agonized cry from his lips, face screwed up as tears leaked from his eyes. He sobbed out Seto's name, his inner walls clenching onto Kaiba's cock, milking a second orgasm from the exhausted CEO.
Seto collapsed on top of the blond, cradling the boy gently to him, uttering soothing nonsense into Jou's ear. He stroked Jou's wet hair as he slid out of the boy, shifting to lay beside him. He felt rather than saw Katsuya's distress, and held the anguished boy close, ignoring the cooling liquid pooled at the blond's navel.
The pair stayed like that for a long time, the only sounds being Jou's muffled sobs as he cried into the pillow, Seto's nude form molded to his own racking body. Jou fell asleep with tears drying on his cheeks, still being lovingly held by his most hated rival, Seto Kaiba. ---TBC.
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