B1: Immoral Behaviour

Part 02

Jounouchi yawned, stretching languidly along the couch upon which he slept through the night, as the warmth of the morning sun settled on his face through a window in the room. Feeling unusually sore, and disoriented, he almost opened his eyes when he felt a slight weight descend upon his frame. Amber eyes snapping open in surprise, he only had a second to coherently register Mokuba's presence, before the diminutive boy placed his lips upon his own. ‘What? You mean the whole thing... It wasn't just a dream?’ The blond thought, growling low in the back of his throat as he closed his eyes once more. Slowly succumbing to the boy's gentle caresses, Jou wrapped his arms around the smaller youth, pulling him against his larger frame as he licked his lower lip in supplication. Gaining permission, Jou slid his tongue into the warm orifice, plundering it shamelessly. He then maneuvered his right hand down the boy's back, caressing the smooth skin as he bypassed the waistband of the boy's pajama bottoms and further to the baby smooth derriere underneath. Feeling the tender flesh beneath his fingers burn with his touch, and hearing the rather pleased moan of the other boy, Jounouchi proceeded to lower the youth's pajama bottoms when his conscience came crashing back into his bewildered mind all at once. ‘What the hell am I thinking? I can't do this; he's just a kid, younger than my sister even,’ Jou thought in confusion and disgust at himself for his actions. Pulling his arms out from around the dark haired youth, Jounouchi pushed him off as if burned by his very presence.

"Oomph...Jou, what's wrong?" Mokuba asked, big doleful eyes locked onto the blond before him.

‘Why is he looking at me like that? Doesn’t he realize the complications and consequences of our actions?’ Jou wondered, as he continued to stare at the boy before him contemplatively.

"Jou, are you alright? Did I do something wrong?" Mokuba asked timidly, while reaching out to touch the blond's knee attentively.

"Huh...Oh, yeah. Um… Mokuba, where are my clothes?" Jou asked as he looked around the room nervously for his discarded garments.

"Seto took them to be cleaned before he went to the office this morning. They should be hung up in the bathroom by now, over there," the boy claimed, pointing in the direction of a door off to the side of the couch where they were sitting.

"Great," he declared, still a little off balance. "What time is it anyways?" Jou asked, raking the long, slender fingers of his left hand through his hair.

"It's six in the morning. Why?" Mokuba asked, a little worried with the way Jou was acting.

"I need to get ready for school," Jou claimed. Wrapping the blanket that covered him securely around his waist the blond got up, vacating his spot quickly, avoiding the boy's protests as he entered the bathroom to the left.

‘What's going on? Could it be that Seto and I were wrong, that Jou doesn't feel the same about us as we do him?’ The raven-haired boy wondered anxiously. Rising from the couch rather shakily, Mokuba began to walk towards the bathroom in trepidation... Hoping beyond hope that he was wrong, and that Jounouchi did feel the same way. Standing in front of the door he raised his fist, getting ready to knock, when he heard the unmistakable sound of the shower running filter through the door. Discouraged, he sighed, dropping his hand to his side. Leaning with his back against the door, Mokuba slid down to sit on the floor, waiting for the blond to finish before asking what was on his mind.


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Closing and locking the securely behind him, Jou turned, heading toward the shower. Twisting the knobs and turning them to the desired temperature, the blond entered the porcelain cavern, washing the remains of the previous night from his pale skin. Sighing, Jounouchi leaned forward against the shower wall, heart heavy with emotion as he sought to figure out just why he had let the events of last night transpire. Truth be told, he already knew the answer as to why. He had to admit that he had desired to be within Seto Kaiba's warm embrace for some time now, taken by the taller teen in ways that no one else could ever imagine.

‘But he's with Mokuba, his little brother of all people. For some reason such a thing should sicken me, but it doesn't. It just seems so right that the two of them are together in such a way.’ Jounouchi sighed. ‘So how do I feel about this? I think I like Mokuba too, I mean the kid can grow on ya after all. Then again, does it really matter? Do they really care for me too? Or am I just a third-wheel in this whole screwed up scenario, just a pawn so to speak?’

"Ah damn it!" The blond declared, banging his head against the tiled wall in frustration. Then squeezing his eyes shut tight, Jou smacked his head off the wall a few more times for good measure. "Owww…," he claimed, rubbing his now sore head, realizing belatedly that his posterior was also sore, and of the events that had caused them. Blushing like a schoolgirl at the thought of the sheer ecstasy experienced at the mercies of the CEO, Jounouchi cursed himself. "Just what in the blazing hells is wrong with me anyways? Sure I lost what little I possessed to the guy..." But the blond knew that self-inflicted argument wasn't true. Not only did he lose his virginity to the more dominant male, but he retired his heart and soul on the spot as well. "Oh yeah, I'm deep up shit creek without a paddle."

Sighing once more, the blond proceeded to wash up quickly before turning the running water off and vacating the shower. Drying off, he dressed quickly, preparing to exit the confines of the room when he heard a small tentative knock at the door.


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Hearing the water of the shower stop, Mokuba got to his feet and once again poised his fist at the door. Knocking softly, the twelve year old waited for any signs of acknowledgement before asking the blond what he needed to know. He jumped with a start as the door before him opened, revealing the object of his desire in full school attire.

"Mokuba, are you alright?" Jou asked with concern, seeing the startled look on the boy's face.

"Yes... Jou, can I ask you something without you getting upset?" Mokuba asked timidly.

"Sure ‘Kuba. You can ask me anything," Jou claimed, ruffling the boy's hair affectionately, while trying to lighten the tension that was seeping into the room's atmosphere.

"Did I do something wrong?" The raven-haired boy inquired, bowing his head to look to the floor as tears started to well in his eyes.

"No, why do you think you did something wrong?" Jou asked, fearing that he already knew the answer.

"Because you're avoiding me like I have the plague. You act as if last night never happened," Mokuba cried, casting his tearful prussian eyes to gaze upon liquid browns. "Or is it that we forced you into something you didn't want?"

Jounouchi's eyes grew wide as he took in a sharp breath at the boy's remark.

"That's it isn't it..."

Before the boy could continue his disparaging tirade any further, Jounouchi grabbed him and pulled him into a firm embrace. Laying his chin upon the boy's shoulder, he spoke in what he hoped was a soothing and comforting tone in his ear. "No Mokuba, it's not your’s or Seto's fault. I just need some time to think over what happened, and how I feel about it is all," the blond placated honestly.

"Are you sure?" Mokuba asked as his shoulders shook softly with the sobs that escaped his throat. "I would just die if I knew that we forced you into something you didn't want."

"I promise you, you didn't force me into anything," Jou stated as he pushed back, looking into the puffy eyes of the younger teen. "We'll talk about this later alright, I have to get to school before I'm late." The blond took his hand to push a few errant raven locks out of the boy's prussian eyes, cupping his cheek tenderly. "Promise not to worry about it for now?"

"Ok, I promise," Mokuba vowed weakly.

"Good. I promise we'll talk later," the blond claimed, leaning forward and kissing the boy softly on his lips before pulling away and backtracking on the path that brought him into the room they were in currently.

Watching as the blond walked down the hall and out the main door to the mansion, Mokuba walked over to the phone that rested upon the small desk in the den. Picking up the receiver, he dialed a well-known number and waited for the other to pick up.

"Kaiba speaking. What is it?"

"Big brother, do you have a moment?" The younger Kaiba asked, crying into the phone in earnest.

"Of course Mokuba, what's wrong?" Seto asked, concerned.


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Walking out the door of the mansion, and closing it softly behind him, Jou gave a heavy sigh as he descended the stairs. Sauntering down the walkway, he prepared for the long trek to school when he heard a voice call out to him.

"Jounouchi-sama, if you would be as kind as to walk this way, your ride awaits you."

"Huh?" Jou thought aloud, intelligently, as he looked to the side to see a chauffer awaiting him with the limo door wide open. "I don't believe him. Kaiba, I swear you are definitely wearing me thin." Walking over to the black stretch limousine, Jounouchi entered the car before the man closed the door and walked around to sit in the driver's seat. Rolling down the window divider, the man began to speak once again.

"We just have to stop long enough to pick up Mr. Kaiba and then head towards the school," the driver informed.

Jounouchi's head snapped up with the acknowledgement of the man's words, knocking him out of his revelry of thoughts. "That's fine, I'm in no hurry anyways," the blond lied. ‘What the fuck? Now I have to deal with him too. What the hell am I going to do?’ Jou thought in dismay as they headed down the driveway and on down the road.