MST of a no plot fic

A/N: This is technically a dark fic,
{Technically? It is or it isn’t }
it does contain M/M sex and murder/suicide with lots of angst. It’s nothing bloodtastic or anything like that. {Is bloodtastic even a word?....nope}

Disclaimer: Don’t own it..

MST: By Griffter male age:24 From: Austria
Author: Oneida

( I'm Gimpy) She did have my name there before

Oneida's info


Right, just so no one can blow a gasket I’m not gonna put a name.. We’ll call the person in question ‘Gimpy’ how’s that? **Ahem** Well, Gimpy has been a complete ass and isn’t even contacting me via e-mail to have a mature conversation. I’m probably take the fic the little bugger has been throwing up on and brush it up a bit and think about the plot a tad longer then re-post. Whatever Gimpys’ problem is they can take it elsewhere. I mean, okay, this person doesn’t like my writing, woopty frigging doo.. I’ve never assaulted anyone who’s work didn’t impress me and Gimpy is being nothing but a childish bitch right now. I’ve sent my e-mails to all involved and that’s all there is to it.

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I wasn’t going to MST this writer. I don’t MST, but she bitched about me telling her about her writing and
told me I’m a whiny bitch. Sweetie I’m a male first off. All I told her was she needs to work on plot since it seems like all sex to me and I didn’t like that she had called another writer shitty in her profile.
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So this is to JoeybelongstoSeto and any other great writers this author has flamed.

My comments {bla bla}

I couldn't MST the whole Lemon or this fic. It was just to boring. This will be my only MST
I was going to do Awakening. Maybe sometime.

In response to Dchan: Thank you for pointing the mistake. I corrected it. Sorry you didn’t find my MST to be quite amusing. I’m not trying to be Hun. I’ve read your MST’s I like them. I don’t do this stuff myself. Your comment on the writer. First off this writer seems to get upset with other’s when they get upset with her because she has flamed them. However, when it happens to her she blows up. She went into her reviews calling me a bitch for not emailing her, and I think she added the comment in her fic. It’s also one thing to flame a writer and then post it around saying the writer sucks. This writer I guess emailed her, upset about her flame. Oneida decided to make it if people read her profile that they know about this with the writers’ name. I’m sorry but I find this writer to be two face. She got upset I didn’t email her my comment but that I reviewed it, and so on. I thought reviews are to comment the writer?


Oneida: No you didn’t flame a friend. As for the site, I support it with my visa do you?
I also had a hard time MSTING the fic, it had nothing to make fun of but sex. You should’ve said it was a PWP.

To the ones I made happy. It was nothing some one had to show this two face Bitch how it feelslamelame me if you like.

Sleeping

“Here baby, I got you a drink.”
{Good because he’ll need one for being in this fan fic. I hope that’s rum}

Jou looked up and smirked before accepting the glass.
{Why is he smirking? I guess we’ll find out}

“Thanks.” He took a drink and set the glass beside the scattering of books and papers. He was in the middle of studying for a test, it was Seto who had requested he stay at his place to do it.

Seto glanced at the open books and meandering notes. He couldn’t read Jous’ handwriting but he figured that as long as the Pup could make them out it was okay.
{Well I hope the teacher can read them}
He put a hand on the blonds shoulder and frowned. “You’re tense.”
{I see sex coming on…but then look who the writer is}


“I’m in the middle of a study crunch, why wouldn’t I be?” Jou asked looking up at him, he seemed amused.
But it was a little strange, usually Seto didn’t bother him when he was studying, he always tried to get him to study more than this.


Seto slipped behind the blonds’ chair and started to rub at the other boys’ shoulders. “Maybe you need a break.” He said lowly, bending over to whisper into Jous’ ear. “What do you say Katsuya?”

{Not like Jou has a choice here}

Jou contemplated this, Seto only used his first name when he was extremely horny or those rare moments when he was being emotional.

{of course he’s horny, wow, can you see where this no plot is going folks?}

“Maybe you’re right. I think I do need a break.” He reached for his glass and took a second drink, eventually downing the rest of the contents.
{Jou is really taking that drink back, but do you blame the guy? He’s in the worse not bloodtastic fanfic ever}

He didn’t notice the strange look Seto was giving him as he did. “Let’s go upstairs.”

{Ok that made no sense as he did? What did he do take that sip? Confusing}

He left the study books and notes behind, turning off the lights in library as they left
{Seto likes to save his dollar: turn off those lights}

Seto had his arm around Jous’ waist and Jou had one hand up the brunettes’ shirt.
{busy man}

They made a slow assent up the stairs, stopping now and again to see who could deliver the hardest kiss without knocking the two of them over.
{She could’ve used “each other”. Instead of “them over”. This doesn’t make much sense}

Eventually they stopped at one of the bedrooms. Seto just stood there staring.
{He realized what’s happening to him in this fic and the poor guy can’t take it}

Jou gave him an odd look the followed his line of sight.
Mokubas’ room. The door had been shut and locked since.. well it had been a while.

{Oh no!}

“It’s okay baby.” The blond whispered reaching for the doorknob of the room they’d chosen for the night. “He’s sleeping now.”
{Jou just called Seto baby… OOC here} He kissed those silent lips and felt relieved when Seto snapped out of it

{What the hell did he snap out of... huh? I know he was staring. Seto was he in a trance?Once again I don't get this}and returned the affection. “I’m sorry.”


“I know.” Jou quietly pushed Seto through the now opened door and shut it behind them. He started to undo the buttons of his lovers’ shirt when Setos’ hand came up and took his. Jou looked up at him questioningly.

{Of course he’s confused. He’s thinking why the hell did he and Seto have to be the ones in this fic?}
“Do you love me?”

Jou blinked. “Of course I do. You know I do.”

{Poor guy that’s not what he wanted to ask}

“Would you vouch for me in heaven?”
{Hmmm….Seto must be thinking about killing Jou to free him from this fic}

Now things were getting a little weird. “Seto. Maybe, maybe you need to see someone about this.”

{Where the hell have you been? This was weird from the start}

He really thought this was the wrong time to have this conversation, he was about to get into bed with this man and here he was talking about sending him so see a psychiatrist. He’d taken this death thing pretty hard, it had been two years but still, that boy had been Setos’ entire life.

{Let’s send our wishes to Mokuba he’s not in this}


Seto just looked at him and rubbed his thumbs along Jous’ palms. “You didn’t answer my question.”
“I wouldn’t have to. You’re not a bad man Seto, that accident wasn’t your fault.” Jou pressed in closer. “You’re not a bad man.” He repeated [Must be that rum earlier kicking in}slipping his arms around the blue-eyed male.


“Now,” He looked up with a smile. “Take me to bed.”

{Let’s head into the lemon now}

The brunette nodded as if accepting Jous words and kissed the blond, gently prying his mouth open with his tongue. They shifted quietly on their feet towards the bed, Jou undoing Setos’ white shirt and Seto gently pulling Jous’ up over his head. They broke the kiss long enough for Seto to throw the offending garment to the floor and slip out of his.
Seto sat on the bed holding his Puppy as his waist was straddled. He slowly petted the blonds’ hair letting his lover undo their jeans. He’d learned long ago that Jou liked the simple act of undressing the both of them so he let him do it.
Jou slid of Setos’ lap and onto the floor.
The brunette looked a little apprehensive, he’d intended to make tonight all about Jous’ pleasure, not his own. He moved to stop his Puppy and shook his head when honey eyes met ice. “Not tonight.” He murmured guiding Jou up off the floor.
They threw the rest of their clothes to the floor amid breathy gasps. The bed made almost no sound as they moved. After a moment Seto regained his control over the situation.
Jou gave him another curious look but let Seto lay him back on the bed. He was used to Seto being pretty dominant throughout the relationship, he did get to be seme enough times to satiate his male ego, but he’d be damned if he could understand what the fuck Seto was doing.
Of course most of that confusion was swept away when Seto began to nip and lick his way down his neck to his nipples. He hissed a little then moaned openly as a hand slid into his open fly. “Ah, gods.. yes, right there.” He bit back another moan but let it loose when a mouth claimed his and the hand applied just the right amount of pressure.
He bit his lip and reflexively spread his legs a bit when Seto began to once again kiss down his neck. He was a bit let down that those perfect little teeth only grazed a nipple on their way down his stomach but he wasn’t one to complain when he knew what was coming.
“Seto, I.” He moved a hand to stop his blue-eyed lover. He was absolutely dumbfounded by the look he received, it was almost.. begging.
“You don’t want me to?” Seto asked, he was inches away from loving his beloved the way he thought he should.
“I.” He found that his arms felt a little heavy and he suddenly forgot why he was objecting. “Never mind. If you want to, go ahead.” He half smirked and slipped the tip of his tongue between his teeth as he relaxed his hips back down.
Seto settled on his knees between Jous’ legs and slid his hands under his thighs, lifting the others knees as he did. He adjusted his position one more time then licked his beloved pet from base to tip in one slow motion.
He couldn’t help but enjoy the half whimpered hiss he pulled from Jou. He put one hand on Jous’ hip and held him down while wrapping the thumb and forefinger of his other hand around the base of the blonds’ already incredible arousal. All that done he licked his lips and slid his mouth over the tip.
Jou whimpered and whined at the feeling. He bit his bottom lip all but writhing under the attention. “Please.. oh gods..”
Seto closed his eyes and slid Jou deeper into his mouth and growled in the back of his throat. The vibration sent Jou into a fit of whimpers and keening sounds, he wouldn’t be able to take it much longer, and Seto knew that.
He let Jou slide out of his mouth and wrapped his fingers around him. He lifted his head and licked his lips. “Come baby.”
Jou looked down at him with one eye open, he was already sweating and obviously teetering on the edge of pleasure. “Please.. Seto.”
He lowered his mouth again this time not restraining the low thrusts up Jou gave. He closed his eyes and growled again taking in the high panting sounds again. He felt Jou tense and immediately relaxed his throat.
The sound of that orgasmic scream was music to him. He relished the taste as he licked his lover clean. He crawled up the bed and lay next to him listening to his gasps for breath slow. “Feeling relaxed?” He asked with some amusement in his voice.
“Very.” Jou replied curling up. He felt a little drained, well more than usual. He reached a hand down over Setos’ hip. “You’re still hard.” He murmured.
The brunette nodded and made a sound in the back of his throat when Jou started to touch him.
“You know, I think I’d be even more relaxed if you fucked me into oblivion.” Jou said leaning in enough to nip at Setos’ earlobe.
Blue eyes opened slowly and impassive look crossed his face, but only for a moment. He smirked and sat up. “If that’s what you want.” He said opening the bedside drawer for the lubrication they needed.
Jou gave him an almost drunken look. “If it’s what I want.. then I want to ride you.” He said, his words slightly slurred {rum} as he once again straddled Setos’ waist. Immediately he kissed and nipped at the blue-eyed boys neck making a purring sound in his throat.
Seto ti his his head to the side and did his best to slick two of his fingers without being able to see his hands.{Jou seems a little loose}

He set the tube aside and reached around behind Jou touching and prodding gently until the blonds’ body accepted him.
“Nnn, Seto, a little deeper.”
(God Jou. He can’t see his hands anymore. What do you want in there his arm?}


Jou moaned rolling his head back, exposing his neck.
Seto did as Jou directed and buried his face in that warm neck as he felt Jou squirm. He withdrew his hand and retrieved the tube. It took him only seconds to finish the preparation they both needed, he tossed the empty tube aside, it wasn’t needed anymore. {I wouldn’t think so by how loose Jou sounds}

“Just relax baby.” He said guiding Jou into position.
“I don’t think I could if I tried. I feel weird.” The blond said in a breathy voice. “Oh gods..” His back arched slightly as he was lowered.
Seto wrapped his arms around the smaller body keeping him up. He’d never had words suited to how this felt. The warm and tight feeling and those bifuliful little moans and calls to the gods. He would never be able to describe it to anyone.
“Harder.” A whispered plea almost cut off by a pleasured moan.
The taller of the two put one hand back and kept the other wrapped around his lover. He used the leverage given by his legs and thrust up, balancing back on his arm. This move rocked Jou as har he’ he’d asked for resulting in a near scream. Seto did it again absolutely loving every sensation it brought.

Jou rocked his whole body with each thrust. He couldn’t remember it ever feeling like this before, he already felt worn out, he was absolutely drenched with sweat already. He couldn’t believe he was already so close to the end, but there was no way he was going to be able to fight this one. “Seto, I.. so close..”
“Just do it baby, don’t hold back.” Seto gasped out rocking the both of them hard again, he thought he heard the headboard hit the wall that time.
“Oh, oh, yes!” Jous’ head went back, sweat soaked hair dripping back. His body convulsed tightly around Seto who came right behind him with a strangled cry.
Seto didn’t mind the mess his pet had made and did his best to hold the blond up. He watched Jous’ eyes roll back in his head and manipulated the suddenly limp body in his arms until he laid the blond down. He swept some hair from his lovers’ pale face and just sat there a moment listening to his slow breath.
{Oh no…think it was the drink? Hmm, can you say weak plot}

Without even picking up a robe he got off the bed and walked across the room to a chest of drawers that held mostly his clothes and a few important documents. He opened a drawer and took out a whole stack of papers then shut it quietly.
He knelt in the middle of the floor and laid the folded papers out in neat lines. One was his will, another couple were the paperwork for two trust accounts.
[Will? Seto are you getting yourself out of this fic?}

Most of the rest was just legal work and other stupid things needed for later to liquidize the company and to start up a scholarship fund in Jonouchis’ name. The last one..
The last one was his apology, specifically to Honda and Yugi.
[Yugi and Honda aren’t going to be pleased with this. She put their names in this not bloodtastic fic}

He didn’t owe the rest of the world anything, just them. Only them. They had been his Katsuyas’ friends through everything and deserved a reason why.
Among the papers had been a picture. It was old and out dated but it was important non-the-less. Gray eyes and unruly black hair, the boy didn’t look that much like his brother, unless you got him mad.
Mokuba had died in a car accident. Seto had been driving, it was nothing he’d done, in fact some quick thinking on his part had kept his small fragile little brother from being completely crushed. The other driver hadn’t been drunk, he’d been on a cell phone and just didn’t see them. Seto had persecuted him to the fullest extent of the law for snatching away his only brother like that. After the fire of avenging his brother had gone out he’d fallen into a deep depression. Katsuya, his Katsuya, had pulled him out of that just long enough for things to make sense.
Seto took the picture leaving the papers where they were and walked over to the little hidden bar he had in the paneling. He poured himself a drink then picked a tiny brown bottle out from the collection of bigger ones. He dumped the rest of what was in it in his glass and tossed it to the side without care.
{Shit! Did you guy’s see that coming?...I did}

He’d given Jou half the bottle in that drink he’d handed to him earlier. Normally it would have taken a full hour for him to start feeling the effects but their rigorous activities had sped the process up. His puppy had maybe fifteen minuets left to him. Seto hoped the last thing he’d done for him would be enough to garner forgiveness.
He stood there a moment and stared at the picture as he slowly brought the glass to his lips. Without taking his eyes away from the image he downed the contents and winced at the taste. Not that it would matter in an hour at the longest.
He dropped the glass and made his way back to the bed. He pulled the sheets around and curled up behind his little Puppy wrapping one arm around him and pressing the picture to his pale chest. He could still feel the shallow breaths Jou had left in him.
“Good night Katsuya.” He whispered, he wouldn’t get a response. {I should feel sad for them…but I don’t because this horrible fic is over} Not anymore. Because now he was sleeping, just like Mokuba. And soon Seto would too.

{Ok Why did Seto do this? WTF just happened? Seto fucks the Pup started a scholarship fund in Jou's name and kills him did anyone get this?}