Why

Why

~ Chapter 2 ~

Title: KFC: Why - 2/5

Author: Jedi Princess Clarrisani

Rating: NC-17

Pairing(s): Joey/Seto, Duke/Tristan - references to others

Beta(s): Izure, Stalker of Shadows

Spoilers: N/A

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh, although if anyone knows where I can buy Joey, Seto or Yami plushies anywhere…

Final world count: 26,979

Summary: Stuck sharing a room on a school trip, Joey helps Seto discover new things about himself that Seto had never considered. Trick is to keep Tristan, Duke, Tea and Ryou from finding out…

Author Note: Written for the Dragons Lair Kink Fest challenge, so you be warned. It came seventh overall, but trust me, the fics entered were all superior works. Also, this is my first Yu-Gi-Oh fan fic...

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"Morning Joey."

"Mornin’ guys." Joey dumped himself into his chair, setting down his plate as he ran his gaze over the three others seated at the table. "How was your night?"

"Productive," Duke replied, nodding toward Tristan. "Finally convinced him I could actually get my whole fist up his arse if he relaxed enough."

"Not something I want to try again anytime soon." Tristan shot Duke a firm glare. "Nor do I care to try it myself."

"Well, that’s another thing off your list anyway, right guys?" Teá smiled as she picked up a piece of food, her eyes spotting something and causing her to straighten. "Ryou’s heading over."

"Thanks for the warning," Duke whispered as the other approached.

Tristan sighed, eyeing his boyfriend wearily as Duke levelled his gaze on the white-haired teen. Tristan had once made the mistake of letting it slip to Duke that he had several explicit sexual fantasies that involved the darker side of Ryou, Bakura, and ever since Duke had been incredibly jealous. Tristan had a feeling that he would never be able to talk Duke into another threesome now, and Joey, Yugi, Yami and Teá had all agreed when Tristan had voiced this to them.

Interestingly enough, Duke had never been jealous of Joey. Strange, really. But who knew how Duke Devlin’s mind worked. Then again, who would WANT to know.

"Morning," Ryou said cheerfully as he took the fifth spot at the table between Joey and Teá. "Have you heard what is planned for today?"

"Word is something about a hike," Tristan answered.

"What? Another one?" Joey growled, taking his annoyance out on a piece of food as he stabbed it. "I’m gettin’ sick of their crappy walks. I thought we came on this stupid camp for an education."

"Not like you’d learn anything anyway."

"Fuck you, Devlin."

"Oh come on, guys." Teá waved it off, easily falling into the role of mediator in Yugi’s absence, yet at the same time silently wishing that he had come. "You would rather be back at school doing tests?"

Joey sighed, gesturing toward her. "Teá’s got a point."

"Well anyway, I just spoke to one of the supervisors," Ryou spoke up, continuing to eat as if nothing had happened. "They say that we must participate in groups of five or six, and we are to spend one night under the stars. We shall be given a map as to where we are supposed to go and a list of objects we must find and write a description on, and that we are to hand the work in once we return tomorrow afternoon."

"Sounds like a blast," Joey said sarcastically, scowling. "So when do they announce who we’re with?"

"Actually, they are thinking of allowing us to choose our OWN groups."

"Perfect." Tristan grinned, leaning back in his seat and crossing his arms over his chest. "Us five will get it done and handed in before anyone else can work out North from South."

"Oh, did I forget to mention that the supervisors do not wish for mixed groups. In other words, I’m afraid Teá cannot join us." Ryou looked toward Teá apologetically. "I’m sorry."

"It’s okay. I was expecting it." Teá sighed, looked toward the other girls. "I think I know who I will be with. I’ll probably get stuck doing all the work, but it’s better than nothing."

"Question is, who is OUR number five." Duke looked over the other three boys, glaring slightly at Ryou before turning to Tristan. "Ideas?"

"None." Tristan shook his head. "Kinda wishing Yugi was here right now."

"Same."

"I got an idea." Joey looked around them as their attention turned to him, Joey smirking and nodding to the side. "How about Kaiba?"

"You have got to be joking." Duke pointed back over Joey’s shoulder, Duke’s green eyes blazing. "You want us to spend two days and one night stuck in the middle of nowhere with Mr Anti-Social himself?"

Joey looked at him. "Got any better ideas?"

"I think Joey may have a point." Teá looked at Duke, smiling as she shrugged it off. "You guys do know Kaiba better than anyone else in class. Anyway, he’s going to need to be put in a group too because I remember the supervisors telling him that he had to participate in the activities whether he wanted to or not."

"So, Kaiba?" Joey asked again. "Unless you’ve got someone else in mind."

"I agree with it," Ryou said, looking to the side.

"Well, I guess it’s fine by me," Tristan agreed.

Duke sighed and nodded. "Fine. But there is no way I’m asking him."

"I’ll do it." Joey set his utensils down, taking a quick gulp from his drink before he stood. "I mean, I’ve been stuck in the same room with the guy for the last few days. He can’t ignore me forever."

"Whatever, man." Tristan raised a piece of food to his lips, watching him. "Your funeral."

Joey felt their gaze on him as he scanned their classmates, eventually finding Seto seated in the back corner. The brunette had somehow managed to procure a newspaper from somewhere, and was reading it as he sipped what was probably a cup of coffee. Sighing, Joey navigated the tables until he came to Seto’s, stopping to look down at the other.

Seto glanced up as the shadow fell over his table, spotting the blond and feeling his breath hitch. That morning he had made a point of avoiding Joey, trying to come to terms with what they had done the night before. It still had not quite set in that he had slept with the mutt and his crush in such an intimate way, just as it still had not set in that he was no longer a virgin. It was odd that it didn’t make him feel any different.

"What do you want, Wheeler?"

"We were just discussing today’s activity." Joey shoved his hands into his pocket, nodding behind him. "Seems we’ve got another hike."

Seto grunted, sipping from his coffee. "As if we haven’t had enough of those."

"This one includes a camping trip. Groups of five or six, a list of things we’re gotta find and write about, ends tomorrow. No mixed boy/girl groups. Thing is, without Yug, there’s only four of us – Tris, Ryou, Duke and me." Joey raised an eyebrow. "So what do you say, Moneybags."

Seto narrowed his eyes. "Are you asking if I want to join your group of losers?"

"So maybe I am." Joey smirked, gesturing over his shoulder with his thumb. "Either us or them."

Seto let his gaze roam their classmates, knowing that unfortunately Joey had a point. He WAS better off with the mutt’s little clique, whether he liked it or not. Besides, Seto knew that as far as Yugi was concerned, Seto and Mokuba were ALREADY part of the group. Sighing, Seto rolled his eyes and looked down at his paper.

"Fine. But only because I have no other choice. And don’t expect me to do all the work, Wheeler."

"Wouldn’t dream of it." Joey glanced back, scowling. "Looks like the teachers are gonna announce it. I better head back to the guys. Catch you later, Rich Boy."

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Teá was the first to notice Joey’s return, looking up and smiled as he slid back into his seat. "So what did he say?"

"Took a little persuadin’, but we’ve got ourselves our fifth member," Joey replied, scooping up his utensils and attacking the rest of his breakfast like a starving man. "Just pointed out his options – us or the others."

"Not much of a choice, really." Tristan sighed, looking toward his boyfriend. "Just means we’re going to have to keep our hands to ourselves for a couple of days."

"Not really." Joey shrugged, swallowing his mouthful. "Kaiba already knows about yas."

Tristan blinked. "Kaiba knows?"

"Mm-hm." Joey shrugged it off. "You only need half a brain to work it out, Tris. Fairly obvious if ya know what to look for."

"Half a brain?" Duke frowned as he looked at Joey. "Then how did YOU work it out?"

Joey growled, amber eyes flashing as he glared up at the other. "Just keep pushin’, Devlin, I dare ya."

Teá sighed as Tristan chuckled, Ryou simply watching them before their attention was called to the supervisors. What Ryou had told them proved to be correct, and the collective groan throughout the group of students showed that more than one was none too pleased with the chosen activity. When the supervisors asked for who was to be in what group, Ryou was the first to raise his hand, counting off himself, Tristan, Duke, Joey and Seto as the first group, causing some shock as their classmates
turned to stare at Seto. Seto never even twitched as he continued to read the paper, silently wondering just what he may have gotten himself into…

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"I suggest we take the road to the north."

"How do you figure that? I say we take the road to the south."

"If we go south we’ll be at it longer, and end up stuck in the wetlands at nightfall."

"Well if we go north, we’ll end up amongst the mountains, and I don’t know about you, but I’d rather a soft ground to rocks."

"A suggestion." Ryou smiled, nodding to the side. "What say we take the east road. I have looked at the map, and it covers all the areas we need for our project. There is the added benefit that, come nightfall, we will be beside the lake and still close to the forest."

Tristan and Duke stared at him a long while, Duke eventually turning toward Joey. "What do you think, Blondie?"

"Huh?" Joey blinked, looking up in confusion for a moment until he regained his bearings. "Oh, I reckon we go with Ryou’s idea. That one sounds the best to me."

Tristan raised an eyebrow. "Did you even hear us, Joey?"

"Yeah." Joey shrugged it off, going back to trying to thread the cord back through the hood of his jumper. "Duke said north, you said south, Ryou said east. And personally, the lake sounds better than rocks and mud."

Duke turned again. "Kaiba?"

Seto grunted, opening his eyes where he had his arms crossed over his chest, leaning against a tree. "Go whichever way you want. I don’t even want to be here."

"You aren’t the only one." Joey scowled, finally catching the end of the cord and tugging it through, tucking the ends into the neck so they wouldn’t get caught again. "So we movin’ or what?"

"We’re moving," Tristan said, standing and hoisting up his bag. "South?"

"North." Duke fired back.

"No, I say we go south."

"Well I say we’d be better off heading north."

"Yeah, well…" Tristan blinked, looking over Duke’s shoulder. "Joey!"

"Come on, love birds," Joey called back as he headed down the eastern path, Ryou and Seto following. "If ya don’t get movin’, I’ll make you carry all my stuff."

"Joey…" Tristan sighed, following his best friend. "Hang on, who’s got the map?"

Ryou pointed. "Kaiba does."

"Kaiba?" Duke frowned. "Why give it to Kaiba?"

"It’s simple, Devlin." Seto closed his eyes, smiling slightly. "You and Taylor would fight over it and tear it in half. If Bakura appears, he will most likely burn it. As for the mutt, he would lose it."

"Or eat it," Duke said with a smirk.

"Shut up, the pair of ya." Joey scowled, shoving his hands in his pockets as he continued down the path. "You got the list, Ryou?"

"Mm-hm." Ryou nodded, patting the smaller bag he had over his shoulder and bumping against his hip. "And a pad and pen ready to begin writing."

"You don’t trust him with the map, but you’re giving him our assignment?" Duke frowned. "Why?"

"Bakura won’t destroy the assignment," Ryou shrugged, chuckling. "Not after the trouble we got into last time we destroyed one. He has learnt his lesson."

"Well, let’s get this thing over with." Joey raised a hand to his eyes, looking toward the rising sun. "We’re got a long way ta go, and if we wanna get to the lake by dark, we’d better step on it."

"Agreed." Seto widened his step, easily passing Joey with a flutter of his long jacket, blue eyes intense as they locked on a place ahead of them. "So quit babbling and move along."

Tristan glared after him, dropping his voice. "I hope you know what you’re doing bringing him along, Joey."

"Not like he had a choice, Tris." Joey shrugged, slowing as he waiting for the others to catch up and allowing Seto to get further ahead. "Besides, the guy gets good marks. Maybe he’ll boost our average."

"What? And I don’t do that already?’ Duke looked toward the blond. "This is a team assignment, and I really don’t think Kaiba understands that word."

"Do any of us?" Tristan queried, sighing. "I think Joey has a point. It can’t harm us."

"But it also depends if Kaiba is willing to help work on the project," Ryou reminded them, looking down the path after Seto. "He may have agreed to join our group, but that does not entail him to work with us."

"He’s got a point, Joey." Duke set his jaw as he narrowed his eyes. "He’ll probably piss off on us and take the map with him."

"I’m not so sure." Tristan rubbed his jaw, glancing back and noting they were out of sight of their classmates, many having taken the other paths, or they had left ahead of them. "He IS going to be graded on this too, after all. And I doubt he’d want to lose marks just because he doesn’t like us."

They walked in silence for a long while, watching as Seto disappeared from view. Every time they came to a fork in the road they would find Seto waiting, checking the map before moving down one path and leaving them to follow. They only stopped to work on the assignment, Seto proving Tristan correct by joining them and participating only as much as he had too, and finding the he seemed to become their walking dictionary.

When they stopped for lunch Seto seated himself some distance away, out of earshot and eliminating himself from the conversation. The conversation was rather basic – movies, sports, duel monsters and gossip – up until Duke finally cracked and lent forward, tugging at Joey’s sleeve to get his attention.

"So how come Kaiba’s avoiding you?"

Joey shrugged. "Moneybag’s is always avoiding me. So what’s new?"

"No, I think I see Duke’s point." Tristan narrowed his eyes, watching Joey’s face. "Usually you two would be arguing by now, but you’ve hardly said a word to each other, man."

"And that’s a bad thing?"

"Look, Joey, what did you two do?" Duke narrowed his eyes, leaning closer. "Did you?"

Joey frowned, feigning ignorance. "Did we what?"

"You know, did you?" Tristan leant closer to Joey, smiling. "Well?"

"Eh…" Joey shook his head, widening his eyes in confusion although he knew perfectly well what they were asking. "Drawing a blank here."

"I believe what they are asking," Ryou said, picking at a piece of grass and not bothering to look up, "is whether or not you fucked Kaiba." Three sets of mouths dropped open as they turned to stare at Ryou, the light-haired teen looking up and chuckling. "So what is your answer?"

"Dude, did you just say ‘fuck’?" Tristan blinked. "Is that you, Ryou? Or is it Bakura?"

"Oh no, it is me." Ryou gave him a reassuring smile. "I guess I’m becoming too loose with Bakura’s vocabulary. But I am curious to hear Joey’s answer as well."

"Well ya not gettin’ one." Joey scowled, looking up toward Seto. "I don’t need you guys insultin’ me anymore than you already do. Besides, it’s bad enough I’ve got to share a room with the guy. Not my fault if he’s impossible, but he could at least TRY to be more humane."

"Stop using big words, Blondie." Duke shuddered. "You’re scaring me."

"Go shove it where it fits, Devlin." Joey placed his things away, standing and hoisting his bag onto his back. "Now let’s go. We’ve still got a shitload to do, and if we wanna get done before it gets dark then we better do it. So come on."

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When darkness did fall they had completed most of the project, Ryou adding to their answers as they settled around a small campfire in a clearing within walking distance of the lake. The weather was dry at this time of year, so they had brought only sleeping bags, spreading them around the campfire. It was Ryou who had been the one to recommend to Seto that he should sleep closer to himself and Joey, and Seto had internally questioned why. However, it didn’t take him long to work it out.

They had been down for the night for what Seto estimated to be an hour. The fire they had used for cooking and light had begun to die down, Joey only topping it up from time to time simply to prolong some of the heat. As Seto lay there he noted that Tristan and Duke’s whispering on the other side of the fire had stopped, replaced by another noise. A noise Seto had heard not too long ago.

Narrowing his eyes, Seto rolled onto his side toward his two comrades. "They’re not seriously doing what I believe they are, are they?"

"Yes," Joey grunted, burying his head under his arms.

"It’s like this," Ryou whispered across to Seto just loud enough for him and Joey to hear. "Tristan and Duke have a rather interesting… well, something that turns them on is… to be perfectly honest-"

"They love doing it in public," Joey finished, raising his head and glaring across the fire toward the others. "Mostly around us. Although they promised us they would stop it."

"Duke simply said he’d consider it, Joey," Ryou sighed, tugging the sleeping bag tighter around him. "I’m surprised they haven’t asked us to join them again."

Seto’s eyes widened. "Join them? You don’t, do you?"

"Only every once in a while." Joey turned his head toward Seto, watching his reaction through the low light. "Stopped doing it a while back. They got too into each other." Joey nodded toward the others. "Ryou and I used to tag team them, but we threw in the towel."

"Indeed we did." Ryou sighed heavily, shaking his head. "Mainly for the reason that we were being excluded, but also I’ve… well, I think I’m developing strong feelings for Malik. And to be honest I’d rather clean up myself just as he has if I wish to have any chance at all."

"I see." Seto looked toward the blond. "What about you, Wheeler? Why’d you stop?"

"Wouldn’t you like to know." Joey shrugged, nestling his head into his arms where he lay on his stomach, watching Seto. "I have me reasons. Don’t have the share them, but they’re there. That’s all ya need to know, Moneybags."

"Speaking of stopping," Ryou shifted so he could see Joey. "Yugi was telling me the other day that you told Yami that you no longer wish to sleep with him."

Seto frowned. "Wheeler, didn’t you say last night that you liked screwing that guy?"

"Yeah." Joey shot a glare at Ryou before burying his head once more in his arms. "Again, got my reasons."

"But it’s YAMI." Ryou shook his head, eyes wide. "I’d give anything to go one night with Yami, but he’s so selective over his partners."

Seto looked toward him. "Selective in what way?"

"He will only seduce certain people," Ryou answered, gesturing toward Joey. "Yugi, Teá and Joey are his three favourites. Yugi himself likes Teá, so they share her somewhat."

"Not that she minds," Joey grumbled.

"I see." Seto shot a hard look across the glowing fire toward the shifting sleeping bag, the brunette growling as the noises became increasingly louder. "How can you stand this?"

"You get used to it, eventually," Ryou replied, a slight frown creasing his soft features. "However they are being somewhat loud tonight."

"Tell me about it," Joey muttered, burying himself deeper.

Seto lay in silence for a long while, before eventually sliding out from his sleeping bag and standing, strutting away into the trees and disappearing into the darkness. Ryou pushed himself up on his elbows, watching him go before looking to the side when he saw Joey sit up, a dark look on his face. Joey glared across the fire toward Duke and Tristan before turning toward Ryou.

"I think Kaiba has the right idea. I’m gonna go for a walk. Hopefully they’ll be done by the time I get back."

"Otherwise you’ll go for another walk," Ryou guessed, nodding as he watched Joey stand. "To be honest I may do the same."

"Okay. Catch you later, man."

Joey walked into the trees in a different direction to Seto, moving smoothly until he was out of view of the fire and earshot of the lovers. It wouldn’t have mattered so much if it weren’t for Tristan and Duke’s stamina – they could make love, take a short break, then make love again almost three days straight, barely taking breaks for food and sleep. And it didn’t help matters that Seto had been lying right there nearby either. The last thing Joey needed was an erection when he was
supposed to be so controlled sexually.

Joey stepped through the trees by the lake, stopping at the water’s edge and looking out. Seeing something out the corner of his eye he spotted Seto just down from him in a similar stance, Joey sighing and moving toward him. Joey never said a word as he passed the taller teen, Joey hoisting himself up onto a group of rocks nearby, facing the lake but watching Seto out the side of his vision.

Seto was aware he was there. The brunette never moved, continuing to look out over the water and the way the moon and stars were reflected. The soft lapping of the waves soothed him, Seto letting out a long breath as sapphire eyes closed. He stood for a moment longer before he looked to the side.

Joey was still looking out over the water, the gentle breeze tugging at his golden hair. Seto unconsciously licked his lips, remembering the way the night before those golden strands had stuck to Joey’s flushed face, those eyes filled with lust. And then there had been this morning, Seto waking to find himself tangled in the sheets, entwined with Joey. He had lain there for a long time, staring at the wall, breathing in Joey’s scent as the light increased.

Seto would have stayed there if the alarm on his phone hadn’t gone off. He would have chosen to ignore it if it weren’t for the fact Seto would only have roughly 10 minutes before the alarm on Joey’s watch would go off, and in that time between the alarms Seto would have to have a shower. It was something they had worked out to avoid early morning abuse, and meaning Seto would be able to get out to claim his table before anyone else got up.

And since getting up, they had pretended like nothing had ever happened.

Eventually Seto’s legs grew tired from standing. They had, after all, walked a fair way that day, leaving him somewhat stiff. Sighing, Seto made his way toward where Joey was perched, Seto setting himself down just below him, still looking out over the lake. For a long while there was no movement, Seto feeling a shiver work up his spine in knowing that Joey was so close, and yet still so far away.

Joey turned his head slightly, looking down at Seto. A small smile played across the blond’s lips, Joey running a hand through his hair as he sighed. No doubt Seto could be rather dominant in bed, and possibly one day even as controlled as HE was, but not yet. Joey’s eyes narrowed. To be honest, the thoughts that had been buzzing through his mind all day were not those that he was used to. Normally, when Joey slept with one of the gang, it was brushed off as just something that
happened and meant nothing but a night of pleasure.

But Seto… Something was different this time. And Joey knew that Ryou knew it. The way the white-haired teen had been questioning him gave that away. Ryou had observed that Joey had become more selective himself, turning away Yami, as well as Tristan and Duke. What Ryou didn’t know was that Joey had also turned away Mai. She was another one who seemed to know there was something else going on with Joey as she had reached out, brushing back his hair and kissing him, whispering into his ear
‘you go, Tiger’ the last time they had seen each other.

Joey decided that he must just be maturing. After all, look at Tristan. Tristan had been as loose with his sexual partners as Joey – perhaps even more so. Tristan had been right into the one night stand scene. And then he had hooked up with Duke, and while the two had experimented with other partners, they had eventually settled down to the point where it was just them and no one else.

Joey shot another look down at Seto, exploring the other’s features with his eyes. Maybe that’s what Joey was doing – looking for a partner to be with exclusively. And maybe that partner was Seto. But he couldn’t really be sure. The way Seto had seemed to be distancing himself… but then Seto had chosen to join him. Seto really was a hard one to read, but he’d always been like that.

Shrugging it off, Joey shifted so he was seated just behind Seto, and leaning forward he slid his arms around the brunette and set his head on Seto’s shoulder. A small smile played across Joey’s lips as he closed his eyes. He did like Seto’s scent, that was for sure. It wasn’t quite addictive, which was good because it meant Joey could keep a clear head. Now all he had to do was wait for Seto’s reaction.

Seto was slow in reacting, stunned by Joey’s move. It was at that moment that he decided that perhaps he WASN’T just another conquest. Seto pondered this for a long while, turning his head slightly so he could look back at the other. For his part Joey’s eyes cracked open, meeting Seto’s as they held each other’s gaze, making no movement. Neither was sure who had moved first, but abruptly lips met in a long, drawn out kiss, Joey granting Seto the upper hand.

The kiss broke momentarily as Seto turned, placing his hands on either side of Joey’s hips, kissing him harder. Joey smiled slightly, shifting so that Seto was seated between his legs. Joey threaded his fingers through Seto’s hair, his other hand sliding down to hook through a belt loop of Seto’s pants, pulling him closer.

Seto broke the kiss as his lungs burned, and panting for air he pulled back, cracking his eyes open to gaze into Joey’s half-lidded, lust filled gaze. The gaze held, Joey bringing his hand around to cup Seto’s face, brushing his thumb over a cheek. The hand Joey had on Seto’s belt released its hold as Joey reached down, making short work of the fasteners on his jeans before reaching for one of Seto’s hands.

Seto narrowed his eyes in silent question, exploring Joey’s eyes as the blond smirked, guiding Seto’s hand down inside his pants. One of Seto’s eyebrows rose marginally, a smirk dancing across his lips as he turned his hand, encircling Joey’s length. Holding Joey’s gaze Seto began to gently pump Joey, noting that the corners of Joey’s eyes tightened.

Leaning forward Seto brought his lips to Joey’s, kissing him firmly. Joey threaded an arm around Seto’s shoulder, kissing him back and keeping his other hand on Seto’s, helping and guiding. Seto tightened his grip, feeling Joey gasp into his mouth followed by a low moan. Seto broke the kiss, bringing his lips to Joey’s neck and worshipping it. He felt Joey’s grip on his shoulders tighten, Joey throwing his head back and allowing Seto more access.

Seto felt his own need pushing against the fabric of his already too tight pants, Seto venting his frustration on Joey as he continued to roughly pump Joey’s erection. Not that Joey seemed to mind, the blond’s hips beginning to rock in time with each movement. Joey was whimpering now, burying his fingers in Seto’s hair, Seto knowing that despite the fact Joey claimed he could go all night, Seto might be able to get him to come rather easily.

Nuzzling Joey, Seto felt the blond tense, a strangled cry erupting from the back of Joey’s throat before Seto felt the warm release shoot up into his hand. Satisfied, Seto brought his head up and kissed Joey gently as he waited for the blond to come back down from the euphoria of orgasm. He wasn’t surprised when it didn’t take long, Joey pulling back and staring mischievously into Seto’s eyes.

Reaching out, Joey easily undid Seto’s pants, tapping Seto’s coated hand and gesturing to Seto’s erection in hope that Seto would get the message. Seto did, and as he carefully used Joey’s seed to coat himself, he watched as Joey shifted, turning so he leant against the rock with his back to Seto. Seto caught his eye with curiosity, Joey tossing him a wink as he tugged his own pants lower to reveal his pert rump, wiggling it suggestively.

An amused smile played across Seto’s lips as he pushed himself up, the same fear as the night before returning. Again, a new experience, this time Joey allowing him to be the one to do the taking. Remembering how Joey had painstakingly taken the time to prepare Seto, Seto shot Joey a questioning look. Joey shrugged it off, a seductive smile on his lips as he reached back, grabbing Seto by the front of the shirt and dragging him down against him.

Seto caught himself before he could squash the blond, but got the message. Joey didn’t seem to want to worry about the preparation, this emphasised when Joey pushed himself back, rubbing himself against Seto. Setting his jaw, Seto let out a long breath as he carefully spread Joey’s cheeks, placing the head of his erection against the tight ring and pushing against it experimentally. Joey pushed himself back, Seto feeling an overwhelming sensation as he was taken inside easily, a purring
coming from Joey.

Using Joey’s hips as support, Seto began slowly thrusting in and out of his golden lover, relishing the feeling of that warm passage surrounding his length. He was unaware of the soft moans emitting from deep with him, but Joey heard them, chuckling to himself as he adjusted his position to gain better balance and a way to make Seto thrust deeper inside.

Despite his still relatively new knowledge and experience, Seto proved himself to be a fast learner. Joey assumed quickly that it would not be long before Seto too would be capable of making it through a night, as Seto was able to control the pace and depth, prolonging his release. Joey caught hold of his own erection, using one arm to balance himself as he closed his eyes, focussing on the feel of Seto filling him. Hell yeah he was doing this again.

Seto gritted his teeth, feeling the burning in the pit of his stomach growing. His head fell back as his grip on Joey’s hips tightened, Seto’s back arching as he forced himself in deeper, hearing a slight whimper from Joey before Seto was blinded by his release. He thrust in a few more times reflexively as below him Joey came to his own climax, gritting his teeth to stifle his cry.

Completely drained, Seto pulled himself back, fastening his pants before dropping onto a rock. His chin rested against his chest as he fought to regain control of his breathing, out the top of his eye seeing Joey shift to stand, straightening his own clothing. Feeling a hand under his chin, Seto raised his head to look up at Joey, noting the small smile on the blond’s lips before Joey slid onto Seto’s lap, threading his arms around the taller as he curled against him. Seto set his head
against Joey’s, closing his eyes and simply enjoying the company as they drifted in a wave of satiation.

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Not far from where Joey and Seto were curled together, Ryou slid back into the trees, fastening his own pants. He had stumbled across them accidentally when they had simply been sitting, but just as Ryou had been about to walk out to talk to them he had watched as Joey had threaded his arms around the brunette, things slowly progressing from there.

Ryou had to admit that, despite having seen Duke and Tristan make out on many an occasion, there was something strangely erotic about Seto and Joey. It had been so beautiful and intoxicating, Ryou unable to tear his eyes away and soon finding himself masturbating as he watched them. There was no desire to join in, simply one to observe. Ryou was not that deep into voyeurism, but should he ever be given the chance again, he would watch Seto and Joey make love.

Ryou had to admit he was slightly envious of his friends. After all, THEY were getting some, and HE wasn’t. He came to the conclusion that perhaps it was time to up the anti on Malik. As soon as they got back in fact. Tristan had once commented that Ryou could be rather seductive when he wanted to be, so Ryou would use that natural gift to woo Malik.

In the meantime Ryou would make his way back to camp and to bed. Even if Tristan and Duke were still going at it, Ryou would sink back into his mind and hunt down Bakura. If he did it right, Ryou might be able to jump Bakura and pin him down with no means of escape, at which point Ryou would proceed to ravage him…

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TBC...