The Stranger

A/N: Sorry people. I was at the hospital again. But this time I have good news. They are removing my cast. Yay! Now I can go back to ballet. Oh, how I missed it. (But I can’t really do any of the dances since I am having trouble standing up on both legs. I guess I just have to be satisfied with just being able to be there.) Since I have exactly 111 reviews, it all worked out though (remember how I said I would update every ...1st reviews.) Yay!


jess: Yes, I know. I wish I had someone like Jou to fuck day and night. (I mean my boyfriend does look kind of like Jou, but he has a completely different personality.)

yunasgrace: I’m glad that you made your presence known. Thank you. I’m also glad that you like my story. Thank you for complementing it as well.

Nini: Thank you. That helped a lot. And thank you for reviewing.

shanghanjin: I’m glad I could make you happy. And he is MY Jou pup. Lol jk. I’ll let you borrow him, though. :P

Velvetina: I’m so happy. They finally removed my cast. Yay! But my leg is like super sensitive now, and I still have to walk with a cane. I hate it. However, I no longer have to go back to the doctor every week so I’m happy. As for Seth saving Jono, well… I wanted to write a rape scene, but my conscious wouldn’t let me. Even my unconscious wouldn’t let me. My fingers refused to type it. So yeah… I ended up writing a scene Seth “forced” Jono, though I don’t think you could consider that rape seeing as how much Jono loved it. By that way, where are you from? (Please be specific). It just hit me that I don’t even have a single clue as to where you live.

loverskeeper: I’m glad that you liked the chapter. Hopefully you will like this one as well.

nekoii: You amuse me so much. As for Jono’s wrists being bruised, well, he wasn’t exactly in a standing position. He was in a semi-standing position. He was leaning on the board a bit and besides, he had his feet still on the ground… er… sort of… So I don’t think I’ll make his wrists torn and bloody. Just slightly bruised should be fine. Actually, that comment is what gave me the idea of this one particular scene (I’m sure when you reed, you’ll see which one.)

anon: Yes, I know. Seth is capable of being sweet when he wants to. Or at least he is when I’m the one in charge of him.

rabidsqurl: Meow. ;) Thank you.

MayonakaTenshi: I’m glad that he found him on time, too. Also, I apologize for the long wait. I had my hands full.

amey: Thank you and I’m sure that if you really want to write a Jou and Mokuba or a Jou and Seto fic, you would do a great job at it.

Yuta: Thank you. As for your questions, Yes, Seth is Seto Kaiba. As for Jono, he is neither Yami nor Yugi. Jono is Joseph “Joey” Wheeler if you watch the English version, and Katsuya Jounouchi “Jou” if you watch the Japanese version. (He is the blond duelist who had the brunet sister with the eye problem; Jou/Joey is the one whom Otogi/Duke (the guy with the dice) made wear a dog costume.) I wouldn’t include Yugi in this fiction since he is a hikari (Hikaris are the lights (i.e. Ryou, Malik, Yugi)), and Hikaris didn’t’ exist in Ancient Egypt. As for Yami, he is the pharaoh named Atemu (that’s his real name).

Lavy: I know. Lucky Seth, huh? Don’t you wish you had Jono as your own personal slave? I know I do.

Love,
Kitten


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Chapter 15


Seth just couldn’t sleep. He had almost lost his precious slave. What would he have done then? Probably, he would have killed himself. His slave was very valuable to him. He loved the blond. There was no longer any chance of him denying that.

But that concerned him even more. He couldn’t let his emotions get the better of him. He needed to feel in control of everything again. He needed to feel in charge.

Ra was ready to rise over Egypt once more, and at the first rays of sunshine, Jono started stirring. The blond pleasure slave had had the most incredible dream ever. He had dreamed that his master had freed him and proclaimed him his equal partner. Jono knew that this would probably never happen in real life, but it never hurt to dream.

As the sun fully came out into the blue Egyptian sky, Jono tried desperately to hold on to his dreams. However, he wasn’t complaining when he woke up.

Jono didn't think there were many things in life that were as pleasurable as waking up to Seth’s hand on his ass. Unless, of course, the brunet were to slide his hand a little farther forward… a little lower, just a little more…

"I see you're up," his master said dryly.

The blond smiled, not bothering to turn around. "Part of me is. Why don't you keep him busy while I snooze a little longer?"

Seth smirked. Jono was becoming braver by the day; and he loved his slave’s new fiery attitude.

The hand was now exactly where the blond wanted it. He hummed appreciatively as his master gently squeezed the firming flesh. Warm lips ghosted over his shoulder, making him shiver.

Seth moved over him, his body pushing the frailer form into the soft mattress. Jono groaned, loving the feel of being beneath the other.

Seth took hold of Jono’s wrists to pin them above his head but stopped abruptly as Jono gasped and made a noise of protest. His wrists were still hurting from the day before. The ropes had bruised his wrists pretty badly, though thank gods they hadn’t cut into his skin.

“I’m sorry. Did I hurt you?” Seth asked worried. He didn’t want to hurt Jono. His little slave had been through enough for the past few days.

“No, but you will hurt me even worse if you stop now,” the blond answered, looking as seductive as he possibly could at dawn. He pushed his hips up, brushing his erection against his master’s own, making his point perfectly clear.

Seth smirked. He really did love every bit of his slave, inside and out. Not wasting any more time, he flipped the blond over onto his stomach and slid fully on top of him, his heavy body covering his slave in a protective shield. He grabbed Jono’s forearms this time, careful not to touch the blond’s golden wrists, and raised them above his head.

Seth’s erection was pressing against Jono’s ass, making Jono very anxious for more contact. However, it looked like Seth was going to be dragging this out. Holding both golden arms with one hand, Seth slowly made his other trace circles down Jono’s back all the way to the other’s ass and stopped just short of his entrance.

“Beg,” came the command.

Jono whined into the bed before saying, “Don’t make me.”

"But I like the sound of your voice when you beg,” Seth murmured, his own voice low and deep. "So beg me. Beg me like the obedient slave you are. Show me how much you want me." Seth needed his control back. He needed to remind Jono that he was still in control of himself as well as the blond.

Jono trembled. He didn’t like being reminded in bed that he was Seth’s slave, but at the moment, he had more pressing issues at hand.

"I want you. I can't get enough of what you do to me. The way you feel when you're on top of me... when you're in me…" His words trailed off into a groan as his master began to thrust against him, sliding the slick length of his sex back and forth between his buttocks.

The brunet dragged his teeth along the back of Jono’s shoulder. "Tell me more."
The blond grabbed the sheets and arched his back, driving Seth harder against him. "I love the way you smell. The way your skin tastes. The heat of your mouth . . ."

Seth groaned against the back of Jono’s neck. "Tell me how it feels when I'm inside you. Tell me how it feels when I'm sliding into you, filling you with my cock." Seth’s voice was rough showing his need. "Tell me how you feel when I fuck you.”

"Gods." Jono shuddered.

Seth lightly bit his nape. "You like it when I fuck you?"

Jono nodded desperately. What had gotten into his master?

Seth maneuvered his hips to fall between his salve’s legs. "Open for me," he whispered huskily.

The blond eagerly obeyed, spreading his legs wide open. The head of his master’s erection pressed against the pucker of his opening which was still loose from last night.
"I'm open," Jono gasped. "I'm ready for you. Do anything you want to me. I'm begging you, Master."

"You're very persuasive." Seth sounded amused. He hadn’t expected Jono to play along this enthusiastically. "How can I resist my golden puppy?”

The container of oil was dug out from under the bed and liberally applied to the priest’s fingers. A single digit gently circled the flesh of Jono’s opening, teasing him.

Jono twisted beneath his master, trying to encourage his lover to hurry up.

Large hands held his hips, preventing him from moving. Jono whined in frustration. He wasn’t sure he could take any more of this torture.

Seth’s hands slid up to Jono’s arms again, pinning them to the mattress beside his head.
The blond trembled as his master slid his knees up, taking Jono’s with them. This way, the blond didn't have any leverage. He couldn't move except to hump the bed. It was perfect.

Jono gasped when Seth pushed into him in one powerful surge. The swollen length tunneled into him unmercifully, and Jono cried, first in pain, and then in pleasure as Seth struck the exact same spot that made the blond’s vision go white with ecstasy.
"Gods, Master!"

Seth commenced to “love” Jono with no mercy, holding the shorter form underneath him. He would claim his slave as completely his, ONLY HIS.

After an hour, Jono was drenched in sweat from the strain of being held on the cusp of orgasm for so long. His master hadn’t allowed him to come, wanting to drag out the pleasure as much as possible.

Seth was now equally wet, his body sliding against his skin, sending sparks of sensation across the blond’s nerves. Every push opened Jono wider, every stroke out was drawn deliberately over that nub of pleasure inside him.

The blond rubbed his burning face against the sheets, clearing sweat from his eyes.
"Master... please... I can't take it anymore."

"Not yet.” Seth was aroused beyond any bounds he had ever known. Never before had he felt pleasure as intense as what he was feeling now. His slave looked so vulnerable underneath him, unable to move or orgasm.

Seth slammed into him again and again and again. Yes, Jono was his slave, no he was his lover, or even better yet, Jono was his love.

Jono’s sounds of pleasure increased in intensity. He couldn’t take it any longer. With one final groan, he came inside his slave, releasing all of his essence. Yes, Jono was his. All his.

Jono was still painfully aroused. His cock was turning purple. He needed release, NOW!

“Seth… please…”

Seth smirked. He really loved to hear the blond beg.

Not wanting to torture his slave any longer, Seth released his hold on Jono, flipping the blond over onto his back. Without wasting any time, full aware of Jono’s state, he went between the blond’s legs, took a hold of his erection, and started pumping it.

Jono moaned at the touch, arching his back.

Seth locked his eyes with Jono’s, satisfied with the need he saw there. Keeping their eyes locked, Seth slowly lowered his mouth onto the blond’s cock, taking the tip into his mouth. He slowly lowered his mouth further, using his teeth to lightly scrape along Jono’s shaft.

Jono just couldn’t take it any longer. As his master started to run his tongue up and down his cock, with that hungry look in his eyes, it was all Jono could do to keep from coming. With a loud cry, the blond released his essence into his master’s mouth, his whole body shuddering as a wave… no a tsunami of pleasure surged over him. Whatever had gotten into his master was making Jono very happy and he didn’t want it to ever go away.

Seth crawled back up so that he was face to face with Jono before hugging his lover tight and kissing him passionately on the mouth.


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