The Mythology Set

Mischievous Incubus II

Joey gasped as a hand covered his mouth and immediately started to struggle, only to bleat as he was dragged into the stairway to the roof. "Mmf!" He struggled wildly, squirming and kicking frantically, before the door to the roof was thrown open and he found himself shoved through. Stumbling, he found himself quite suddenly acquainted with the cement floor. "Uhn!"

Seto took the time the blond need to recover to point at the door. All of the smokers that had been loitering took one look at the teen they assumed was about to be beaten up, then bolted; if no one saw Seto Kaiba commit murder, they didn't have to worry about being silenced themselves.

Or some logic like that.

Seto slammed the door shut and turned toward the blond as he scrambled to his feet. "Wheeler."

"What the hell, Kaiba? Ya don't just kidnap someone and expect 'em t' be all civil!"

Ignoring the younger boy's splutters of outrage, the brunet scowled and reached up to dig his fingers into the dark purple mark just between his shoulder and neck. "Where did you get this?"

"Hn!" Joey flinched and reached up to grab his wrist. "Ow, what are ya—That hurts, Kaiba-!"

"Where. Did. You. Get. This," the CEO growled, glaring at him.

"None of your fuckin' business, ya—FUCK!" The blond let out a screech of pain as the older boy's other hand slid around to his back, grabbed a handful of his shirt, and yanked. "KAIBA!"

Seto hissed in annoyance. "I knew it."

"Nn! Leggo! Kaiba, that's sensitive!" Joey shuddered as the brunet gave the wing in his grasp a yank. "Kaiba!"

"You were in my room last night." The brunet gave the younger boy's wing an admittedly cruel squeeze. "What was that all about, Wheeler?" He paused when the blond only panted, then frowned in confusion. "…Wheeler…?"

The younger boy let out a helpless sob and looked up at him with teary eyes. "Please let go! Please! Kaiba, it hurts! It feels like you're rippin' it off!"

At that, Seto immediately released his wing, leaving the blond to fall to his hands and knees and pant—but giving the brunet a view of his back. He felt himself gag as he saw the blood beginning to stain his jacket. "Oh, God, Joey—"

Kneeling beside him, the brunet carefully helped him remove his jacket before delicately peeling back his shirt. He was horrified when he found the wet, sticky remains of tape that had been pinning the demonic wings to the blond's back, rendered useless from the blood that had soaked them.

Joey was right. He'd nearly torn one of his wings off. They hadn't looked so delicate when they'd been having sex the night before! They hadn't felt so flimsy, and breakable, and—

…He'd caused Joey pain. He'd meant to, of course; he was angry, and confused, and had wanted to show the blond a little of how he'd made him feel. But he hadn't meant to… to seriously injure him. But he could see now—he'd almost wrenched the bone out of place, and the skin was ripped and hanging limply. He hadn't meant to do that. He hadn't meant to actually hurt him.

"…Why can't you just leave me alone?" Joey sobbed, trembling in agony when he felt the brunet's fingers trying to staunch the blood. "Why can't you let me be? Why do you hafta rub it in then I'll never be as good as you?"

Seto frowned in confusion. "What are you talking about?"

"Nn! Please let go that hurts!" the blond wailed. "Please that hurts let me go I'm sorry I'll never bother ya again!"

The CEO grimaced as the demon began to cry desolately. "…Joey, I… Here…" Pulling the blond into his lap, he sighed and held him tightly as the younger boy automatically turned to snuggle into his chest for comfort. "…Joey, I… I'm… sorry."

Joey sobbed something that sounded like 'liar' but didn't move.

"Here, let me…" Seto pulled the blond's shirt down and covered him with his jacket so that no one else would see the blood, then carefully pulled him into his arms. "Is this okay?"

"Ya ripped my wing!" The demon hid his face. "Ya tried t' rip my wing off!"

"I didn't try to—hmm." Sighing quietly, the brunet lifted him and began toward the door. "I'm not going to argue with you."

"'cause you're a jerk and tried t' rip off my wing!" the younger boy wailed.

.-.-.-.-.-.

"—There. Does that feel better?"

Joey whimpered and looked over his shoulder anxiously into the mirror, examining the delicate stitches before the brunet could cover them with bandages. "Where'd ya even learn t' sew like that, Kaiba-?"

"I decided it was necessary if I was ever injured and had no help on hand. Assassins are surprisingly good at getting their victims alone and then keeping them alone."

The blond frowned and turned to look up at him instead. "…Assassins?"

Seto raised an eyebrow at him skeptically. "You think I can be a successful CEO and not have dealt with assassins?"

"…I thought ya might be too scary for anyone t' risk goin' against," the younger boy mumbled in embarrassment.

The brunet snorted in amusement. "Oh, yes. If only that were true."

Joey twitched his wing. It didn't hurt too badly. "…Well, I guess I'll go now. Ahm—thanks for bandaging me up."

"Hmm." Seto leaned back and crossed his arms. "You're just trusting I'll stay silent? That I won't spread your secret?"

The blond froze as he reached for his shirt, turning to give the older boy a horrified stare. "Ya mean you'd really—but—Kaiba—"

"Of course, I'll keep your secret for you, if you answer a few simple questions." The CEO smirked. "Well, puppy, what do you say?"

The demon's uninjured wing wilted in defeat as his shoulders sagged. "I guess I got no choice, huh? Alright. Whatta ya wanna know?"

The brunet hummed and crossed his arms as he eyed the wing he'd unintentionally harmed. "I'm torn between starting with those or starting with why you slept with me last night."

Joey flinched and instinctively covered his wings with a blanket in shame. "…I… Well, I'm not human…"

Seto narrowed his eyes. "Don't treat me like I'm stupid, Wheeler. Obviously you're not human. Humans don't just disappear through mirrors, nor do they have wings. Stop regarding me like I'm some sort of close-minded moron that won't believe a word you say. I've clearly gotten past that point with the fucking hocus-pocus that seems to follow your midget friend everywhere he goes!"

The blond flinched again, ducking his head in shame. "I-I'm sorry, it's just… Alright. I'll just spit it out then." Taking a deep breath, the demon lifted his teary eyes to meet the brunet's. "…I'm an incubus. Mostly. My dad's a cambion, and he seduced my ma, and she's completely succubus—'nd she got pregnant with me. They tried t' make some sort of relationship work, but then Ma got pregnant with Serenity, and she realized that Dad was just useless, and she left, took Serenity with her. Said it was easier for her t' teach Serenity because they're both girls."

When the demon paused and peeked up at him anxiously, the brunet frowned as he tried to take in the information. "An incubus, hmm? And since you hate me, you wanted to steal my life force through sex?"

"Okay, that is a common misconception! We could survive just fine with consuming the happy energy from laughter or stuff like that! The sex is just more traditional!" Huffing in annoyance, Joey crossed his arms and turned, knocking the blanket from his shoulders and exposing his delicate wings again. "It takes a lot of trainin' t' become a registered incubus or succubus, not t' mention the fuckin' test!"

Seto raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Oh? And you passed that test, I take it."

The blond flinched and looked away again. "Well, no. I failed."

"…But…" The human frowned and tilted his head in confusion. "…You had sex with me."

Joey ducked his head even more. "…You… were my test," he mumbled in embarrassment. He closed his eyes tightly, waiting for condescending laughter or even scorn.

Seto frowned. "But the sex was wonderful. I quite enjoyed it."

The blond looked up at him quickly, blushing; when he saw the truly baffled expression, though, he couldn't help a pleased smile. Unfortunately, the compliment was soon forgotten. "I don't pass or fail on whether or not you like it. It's based on who… on who c-comes first."

"Who comes first-?" He had a flash back to the tears he'd seen, the frustration and anger on the blond's face. The broken 'I should be better at sex' that had been spat at him, the devastated expression on his face. "…When you said that you were born to have sex—I made you fail your test?"

Joey shrugged and began playing with the edge of the blanket. "…I-It was no big deal. My classmates woulda teased me even if I had passed the test."

"Classmates-? You mean—there are classes for incubi?" the brunet spluttered, sitting up straight.

The demon looked up at him in confusion. "Of course. First we learn how to control our powers so we don't accidentally suck the libido right out of people, and then we learn about basic sex between heterosexuals and homosexuals. We take a test to figure out who we're attracted to, and then we go from there."

"A test?" Seto raised an eyebrow. Somehow, classes for incubi and succubae made sense. After all, humans without libidos would be bad for demon health; if they ate the energy from happiness and sex, then humans dying out because of lack of interest would be bad.

"A simple aura and blood test. Demons have had thousands of years to perfect those things, you know." Joey frowned. "We're split up into strictly homosexual, bisexual, and heterosexual classes. Classes aren't unisex, either; boys and girls are taught separately. Then we learned about all the most erogenous zones on humans and ourselves, and then how to safely steal humans' energies. Then we go through the physical courses that teach us how to control our bodies so that we should always have the upper hand during sex. Then we have the endurance training, so we can last longer during sex."

The brunet frowned at that. "…So you weren't a virgin when I took you?"

"No, ya hafta be a virgin for your first test. In fact, everyone's usually expected t' fail the test the first time, so I really wasn't that different. The others just made fun of me because of my human blood." The blond sighed and tilted his head sadly. "I was so good at my endurance test, too. I lasted for three and a half hours on the last test—and I'd set a record for four earlier in the term!"

Seto was momentarily distracted by the thought of the blond trembling, body begging for release as hours ticked by, but forced his mind back on course. "How did your endurance tests work if you had to be a virgin, then?"

Joey gave him such a deadpanned look that he felt like an idiot. "We've had thousands of years t' develop tests for determining someone's sexuality; I'm pretty sure we've had just as long to develop machines for sex. And if we hadn't, we could always just steal human vibrators. That's actually one of the test instruments—and I didn't particularly like it as much as the machine that actually moved in and out— …K-Kaiba?" The blond couldn't help a blush at the intense look he was being given. "…K-Kaiba, stop lookin' at me like that—"

It took everything he had not to tackle the blond onto the floor and see just how long the blond could go. However, after a moment of thought, the CEO frowned in confusion. "If you can last that long… And I can't… How did you…?"

The blond blushed a little more in embarrassment. "Well, the machines and toys only deal with internal pleasure, and no one really wants t' jack off in class, so, it was homework."

Seto rolled his eyes and sighed. "Let me guess. Just like your homework in the human realm, you failed to do it."

"Well… yeah," Joey answered meekly. He looked down at his lap in embarrassment. "…I-I woulda been fine, but… ya started jackin' me off, and I couldn't… I just…" He blushed again and brought a hand up to cover his mouth. "I couldn't help myself! Somethin' in the way ya did it—I just had to-!"

"Well, that might just be because Gozaburo thought I should be trained in carnal matters so I could better take advantage of people." The brunet ignored the horrified gasp he received for this information and instead leaned back in his seat. "I suppose the reason I'm not surprised about all of this was that the person Gozaburo hired to teach me was an incubus. Except he could actually use his wings. He flew in for my lessons and he flew back out when we were finished. I never saw him use that mirror trick that you used."

The blond frowned and tilted his head. "My wings are basically useless because my human blood crippled 'em when I was developin'. But not all incubi and succubae have wings, anyway. That's why we have that mirror trick." He hesitated before quietly asking, "Ya were taught t' have sex with people?"

Seto hummed and nodded, shrugging a little. "Doesn't matter. That's in the past. In any case, I think my training along with your inability to do homework for any classes is probably what—How do they decide just who your test is with? And why go through all this trouble?"

"…I just…" Joey blushed again. "I figured that since I was born this way, I might be better at it than you. 'nd I just… I wanted t' be better than you for once." He ducked his head in shame. "I know it's petty, but I just… I wanted t' show ya that I could be the best at something, too."

The brunet frowned. "…You… wanted to prove… Joey. You didn't need to do that."

"But ya just showed me up at every turn-! I just wanted t' prove that I could be just as good as you are at somethin'!" the blond exclaimed, frowning. "I just wanted ya t' see that I could be just as good as you, and—"

"Puppy, you have nothing to prove to me. I like you the way you are." Seto scowled. "However, I have no interest in a partner that sleeps around. If you want sex, come to me, and I'll be happy to help you with that."

"Oh. Ok—Partner? Wait, are you sayin' that I'm your lover or somethin' now?" Joey sputtered, confused.

"Yes. And you don't need to retake that test, either. You're mine now."

The blond whined in confusion."…But-! Y-ya can't just demand I be yours-!"

Seto smirked. "I can. And I believe I just did."

"I don't hafta say yes!"

"Hmm, it seems that I know your secret, and I'm actually quite capable of spreading it. Now be my lover or have it known publicly that you're a demon."

"…BLACKMAIL! I swear I'll make your life miserable!" Joey howled, glaring at him.

Seto shrugged. "I'm certain you'll be changing your mind after I pamper you a bit."

The blond let out a pained roar when his wings fluttered in his annoyance. "You make me so mad, moneybags! And now you're making me hurt myself!"

"You'd best get over that if you want your wing to heal."

"UGH!"