Authoress: Keishi
BIG FAT WARNING:
Contains m/m relationships
ONLY read if you are of age and open-minded!!!
Disclaimer
Jou picked up the impossibly long strand of thin, faux pearls, staring at them in wonder. The salesgirl giggled at him, her face a riot of blonde curls and blushing cheeks.
"I saw this in a bridal magazine once. You should get those, sir, and have your girl use them on you. It's _quite_ the experience," she whispered conspiratorially, leaning towards the blond teen and winking.
"Whaddaya mean?" Jou asked, his face a mask of confusion. The girl giggled some more, then motioned Katsuya down to her. Leaning up on tiptoe, she whispered a few choice words into his ear, making the duelist turn crimson.
"So, do you want them?" A knowing grin.
Jou grinned back, his face nearly splitting in two as a wicked idea came to his mind. "Definitely." He fished around in his back pocket for his wallet.
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Kaiba leaned back in his ergonomically-correct chair, taking a much-needed break. He pinched the bridge of his nose, then flopped his head back down, taking in the blinking computer screen in front of him, but not really paying any attention. He wondered idly where his blond puppy was, and was he thinking of Seto? A small smile worked its way across his lips as he thought about Jou. Or rather, thought about last night... He groaned as he realized that wasn't going to help him relieve any tension, just add more on. If only the blond were here, then maybe Seto wouldn't feel so much like a coiled snake, ready to strike. Ever since they had 'officially' gotten together, Jou had become the only thing that could soothe his jangled nerves, calm his boiling blood, sate his thriving passion... Dammit, this _really_ wasn't getting him anywhere.
Just then, the double mahogany doors to Kaiba's lush office swung open, and in walked his desire, unannounced as always, but Kaiba didn't really mind. At least he had gotten the blond to try on his trench coats; he watched, admiringly, as the warm red material swished behind Jou.
Without saying a word, the blond threw a bag onto Seto's pristine desk, leaped over it gracefully, and sank his mouth down onto the brunet's, claiming it in a heated kiss. Settling his legs on either side of the chair, effectively straddling it, Jou grabbed the top of the chair behind Seto's shoulders and yanked it down, angling it for better access at that oh-so-delectable mouth. He'd been missing this.
Coming up for air only when it was necessary, Seto gasped into Jou's mouth, "Had fun shopping?"
Raining tiny kisses all over the CEO's face and neck, Jou managed, "I hate crowds, and I hate this time of year. So," nip, "damn," lick, "commercialized." BITE.
Seto closed his eyes in bliss, groaning out his appreciation, finally garnering enough sense to wrap his arms around the errant blond. "What did you end up buying?"
Jou rose up, a playful look on his face. "Uh-uh, that's a surprise." He drew away from his lover to lean up against the desk, effectively towering over the brunet. Seto raised his head to look up at Katsuya, drinking in the red-and-gold spectacle in front of him. Could he ever get tired of his tow-headed lover? He didn't think so.
"For someone who hates the Yuletide season, you certainly look like you're part of it." Seto fingered the hem of Jou's bright red turtleneck for emphasis.
"Yeah, well, I didn't say I _totally_ hated Christmas, just the shopping. People are rude and curmudgeonly around this supposedly grand season of cheer, light, and laughter. More sad faces than happy, if you ask me." He said all this while leaning back down and nibbling happily along Seto's jawline, accepting the brunet's own featherlight kisses wherever his mouth happened to land. Eventually, Seto got Jou to shut up completely by snogging him senseless, one hand reaching up to pull at Jou's coat lapel, dragging the blond down further. Soon Jounouchi was straddling Seto's lap, arms wrapped around the CEO as they kissed, tongues warring delightfully.
Immersed completely in the lustful attack of Seto's mouth on his own to the exclusion of all else, Jou didn't feel it when one of Seto's hands inched along the desktop, fingertips searching for that elusive plastic. The millionaire grabbed at the bag triumphantly and raised it over his head, breaking the kiss to cry out in victory.
"Ha!"
Looking above his head, Jou made a grab at the now-suspended shopping bag, Seto's arm dancing to keep it out of his grasp. "Hey! No fair, gimme it back!"
Seto's eyes twinkled. "Come on, let me just have a peek. A small one, I promise."
Jou huffed. "Scrooge!" But he motioned for Seto to look in the bag anyway.
Seto pulled out the long rope of tiny, off-white beads, gleaming in the soft light. "Pearls?" He looked at his lover dubiously.
"Yes, and it was supposed to be a _surprise_," Jou said sullenly, grabbing them and wrapping them around his hand.
"Why would a strand of cheap, fake pearls be a surprise?" Seto arched one eyebrow in question.
"Well," a slow wolfish grin spread across Jou's features. "The surprise wasn't really the pearls, but what I was planning to _do_ with the pearls."
"Ah," Kaiba retorted, "Well, that does me no good, so I guess your surprise is still safe. I have no clue what you are talking about."
"Good." Jounouchi leaned down, his mouth centimeters from Seto's. "The question is, would you like your surprise now, or later?"
"Hmm." Seto leaned back, steepling his fingers, looking everywhere but at the delectable being perched on his lap. Jou crossed his arms and pouted cutely. "I think..." he drew out his words, toying with Katsuya. "Now. Yes, I think I'd like my surprise now."
A huge grin split Jou's face. "Alright," he said, twisting in Seto's lap to reach at a drawer behind him. He yanked rather hard at the handle, and began rummaging around in the deep compartment. "Raspberry or apple?"
"Oh, so it's one of _those_ kind of surprises." Seto really began to think he was going to like whatever was going to happen next. "Apple," he answered with some deliberation.
Jou extracted the correct tube and put it on the desk; then he leaped up from his perch on Seto's thighs and walked over to the large floor-to-ceiling windows, drawing the blinds and drapes. Seto watched on in curiosity, but said nothing. The blond then began lighting several candles that were strategically placed around the office; this was nothing new, Seto thought, that's why the candles were there in the first place. It was only when Katsuya sauntered over to his liquor cabinet that Seto began to get a little worried.
Picking up the best (and most expensive) bottle of white wine in Seto's collection, Jou came back over to the desk. He uncorked the wine flawlessly after rummaging around for the corkscrew, then motioned for Seto to get undressed. "And I mean everything, moneybags."
When Seto had finally pulled off the last stitch of clothing, he stood before his still fully-clothed boyfriend, waiting, expectant. Katsuya stalked over to his prey on leather-clad legs, pushing him back down into his chair. He leaned back on the desk, picking up the tube of lubricant. Seto arched an eyebrow.
After coating both his hands with the water-based gel, Jou lifted the strand of pearls from where they had pooled on the mahogany desk. Running them through his fingers, coating them with the sweet-smelling lube, Jou crouched down before his dark-haired koibito. He looked up at Seto, just once, eyes brimming with heat and passion, and then took Seto's half-hard length in his mouth, sucking the tip.
Kaiba let his head fall back, eyes heavy-lidded as he moaned whorishly, one hand stroking the blond's gorgeous hair. He watched as his lover sucked him to full hardness, tongue massaging and wrapping around the tip, lapping at the precum pooled there.
Jou drew his mouth away, noting Seto's small gasp of protest, and smiled devilishly at the CEO. He began wrapping the moistened pearls around the length of Seto's cock, until only the head remained visible. Wrapping his own hand around the beads, Jou flicked his wrist, once, then twice, gauging the brunet's reaction.
Seto gasped loudly, then moaned even louder. The premoistened beads felt like heaven wrapped around his cock, sliding silkily along his sensitive flesh. Jou's hand applied just the right pressure, and Seto swore he was going to come then and there. The soft friction of the gently rolling beads made his head spin, and he gripped his chair, crying out in ecstasy. Damn, where did Jou come up with these ideas?!
Reaching behind him, Jou felt for the bottle of wine, sure fingers closing over the base of it and dragging it towards him. He upended the bottle slightly, and the fizzing liquid poured down Seto's belly, pooling in his pearl-adorned crotch. Jou licked up and down Seto's belly for a moment, not once stopping his ministrations to Kaiba's engorged erection, then took a swig of the wine himself. He held the liquid there, resisting the urge to giggle as it bubbled in mouth, then lowered his head.
He took the exposed tip of Seto's cock in his mouth, his hand still fisted around the brunet's base, and let the liquid seep down as he massaged the head with his tongue. He bathed Seto's erection in the bubbly substance.
Between the gorgeous friction of Jou's hand working his pearl-encased cock, and his blond lover's mouth coating him with fizzing wine, Seto was on fire. The oncoming rush of orgasm was all-consuming. He felt his cheeks redden, and the heat slid all the way down his body, igniting him. He arched back in his chair, hands roaming his firm abdomen, sides. The various sensations were too much for Seto to handle, and he came, loudly, crying out his lover's name passionately.
His orgasm subsiding, Seto sat bonelessly in his chair, gasping. "Gods, that was incredible, Katsuya! Where in the world did you come up with such an idea?"
Jou smiled, getting up from off the floor. He cocked his head to one side, much like the blonde countergirl had earlier, and giggled girlishly.
"That's my little secret."
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Owari.
Started 6:31 am, Sunday morning, 23 NOV 2003
Ended 7:09 am, 23 NOV 2003. Thrown to a spellchecker, but otherwise unedited. Oh yeah, baby, flame me.
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