Born of Shadows

Affection

The next visit to shadows had to be cut short when Master went to his supplies and realized how low his stock had become. After only a day and a half he stepped through his tear and into Seto’s room to find the brunet sitting up against the pillows dazed.
Jou sealed his rift and walked over to sit beside the irritated looking man.
“What happened, Jou?” Seto asked, using a name that had come to mean business between the two.
“I hadn’t realized how low my supplies were. We were nearly out of food and totally out of fresh water. I have to do some stocking up, again.” He answered.
Seto’s face looked intense, like he was calculating the ways he would take revenge for Jou’s stupidity. Instead he looked up into Jou’s eyes and began asking questions. Jou was too surprised not to answer. Within a few minutes he had relayed the details about quantities of supplies required for daily stays and the different ways he had circumvented some problems.
“So you filled your kitchen to nearly bursting and with the addition of fresh fruits and vegetables from the green house you managed fifty three days of inhabitation with a full house. And if you were to expand the kitchen you could conceivably extend that by twice as long.” Seto rose from the bed and opened his laptop, his fingers typing furiously.
Occasionally, he would ask Jou a question then return to the machine. After thirty five minutes of this, he tapped one last key then looked up.
“There.” He said, leaning back.
Jou crossed to the desk and leaned over the brunet’s shoulder, reading the information before him. His eyes flew open as he stared at the screen and looked up at the CEO.
“What?” Seto said.
“Why do I get the feeling you could plan and organize your own wake from the grave?”
“Very funny, Jounouchi. I planned that, years ago. Does this meet with your approval or not? All I have to do is send it, marked for storage and you could take it tonight.”
“Hit the enter key, and send it already. You do know that I get to put it all away before you get there, right?” Seto nodded. “Geez, a years worth! I won’t have to shop for forever. Now, that is the kind of over-organized shit, that I love you for.” Jou wrapped his arms around the brunet’s shoulders and twined his hands under the loose sleep pants the other wore. “You know, I just realized I’ve never said that before.” Jou stated, his lips pressed to the CEO’s ear, his hair dropping to tickle Seto’s cheek. Seto turned slightly to look the blond in the eyes. “I love you, Kasshoku.”
The normally cold blue eyes clouded up and stared at the tawny haired photographer. Jou smiled lightly as he pressed his chest onto the brunet’s shoulder in a loving hug.
Seto’s lips opened and closed a few times as he tried to form words, to no avail. Jou pulled Seto to his feet and turned the taller man to face him. “Seto, it’s okay. I just wanted to say it, I don’t expect anything from you, okay?” Seto nodded his head, mutely, as Jou continued. “Don’t ever say anything until you are ready. If you do, I will believe you and if you weren’t ready it will ruin the trust and honesty we share.”
The brunet smiled and pulled the shorter man into him, lifting Jou off the floor and into a deep and heated kiss. Jou wrapped his arms tightly around Seto’s shoulders, pressing his lips to the others so hard they were bruised between teeth.
“Perhaps we should take this back to the bed now, eh Kasshoku?” Jou asked when they came apart again. Seto smiled and nodded to the blond as he carried him across the room and set him down next to the large bed.
“I like that idea, Kats. We could do that.” He said, and Jou smirked at him as he pulled the taller man down on top of him in the middle of the mattress. “I um, . . ”
“Shhh, Kasshoku. Kiss me.” Jou said, pulling Seto forward in a firm hug, and angling his lips to meet the others. Seto breeched the space and allowed for their lips to connect, as Jou slid his arms down the brunet’s back to slip under the elastic of his sleepwear. Seto gasped as he felt the strong fingers press into his flesh and Jou held firmly to the soft skin there.
“Ahhh, Kats. I want . . ” he began as Jou pressed him forward and their needs came in contact with each other, making Seto’s semi-hard shaft fully firm and showing him just how much he was desired by the blond under him.
“Yes, Kasshoku, I know just what you mean. I want you, too.” Jou responded, sliding his hands further to push the sleep pants farther down and over the luscious globes of flesh they hid from view. Seto pulled at the hem of Jou’s shirt and as Jou sat up, it worked its way up his chest and over his head, causing him to release the brunet for a brief period of time. Seto wasted no time ridding himself of his clothes and beginning to unclothe Jou’s straining erection.
“Gods Seto, you are quick.” Jou said as his pants went flying across the room and his lap was once more filled with a panting CEO. “You have such passion, my Kasshoku.”
“Less talk, more kissing.” Was all Seto could say as he once more claimed the mouth of his lover in a heated kiss that was returned with vigor.
Jou once more grasped onto that oh so fuckable ass and lifted it over him. He took no time in positioning his lover over his body and letting gravity join them in one steady maneuver. It made Seto gasp, only as the rim of Jou's cockhead passed through the ring of muscles to penetrate his body in a long slow drive.
“Oh Kasshoku, you are so tight. I could take you over and over again, and you’d still be so tight.” Jou gasped as Seto finally landed on his hips and was fully encasing his hard shaft.
“Gods, Katsuya. Move please, I need you.” Seto returned shifting over the blond and allowing his body to beg along with his voice. Jou pressed his finger into the skin of Seto’s hips and began to shift them both in unison. Seto held tightly to his shoulders as he aided the blond in keeping up a good steady pace.
It was almost as if they moved to a mutual beat as the drove into and over each other and they kept up a pace that was like the movements of the tides, powerful and unrelenting. Jou could feel his release coming and was loath to hesitate, but he would not take his pleasure without giving some in return. He reached out to grasp Seto’s previously ignored erection and pulled at it in rhythm to his body’s movements and the CEO gasped out several times before his body tensed and he spasmed in completion.
Jou felt the tendrils of come coating his chest and he was energized by their touch. In no time he was convulsing under the brunet and spewing forth his essence.
Seto fell onto the blond, and clutched at the shoulders that were even now sagging onto the mattress. He should let go, but he couldn’t bring himself to.
Jou let his hands run up and down the taller man’s sides in a gentle caress as the brunet drifted off to sleep, holding firmly to his lover. When Seto was breathing deeply and steadily in his sleep, Jou shifted them and his spent member slid from the other’s body. He shifted again until he had them both curled up under the soft down comforter and was spooned up to Seto as he dropped off to sleep.


:::Well, that was just a shameless excuse to write pure unadulterated smut.