Fall from Eden
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Adult ++
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5
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Chapter 1
Fall from Eden
Chapter 1
prologue, ch 1-4, epilogue
Warnings: Sex. Period end of sentence. Sex.
Exclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, for one thing I am Canadian not Japanese, and not wealthy. This is for fun. not profit.
The dance floor was positively bouncing when Seto walked into Fall from Eden. As usual the club was dimly lit with several dozen people dancing, and grinding against each other. This was what Seto wanted. This was a club where men met to have sex, at least that was what Seto and every previous romp he had gone on had desired. There was a certain anxiety at the base of Seto’s stomach but he shook it off and sauntered over to the crowd of men. Many men hear had multiple piercings, dyed hair, and various other gothic fashions. Fall from Eden was not just the hottest gay bar on the circuit, but it was also aimed to the Gothic man.
“I played the part and took the blame
while you pretend nothing is real
life turned to night as you're asleep
blood flowing down, is this a dream?
Liar, you tempt me
I don't know what to do
no guilt is in my heart
I don't know what to do
I'm not the reason”
Lyrics from Lacuna Coil’s Self Deception set the mood as Seto joined in the close, grinding movement on the dance floor. Seto didn’t look at any of the men; he didn’t want to see the faces of any perspective fling. They would make the move on him; it was a conclusion that Seto had made on his first visits to Fall from Eden, this was the one realm in life where Seto was just not comfortable being in control, he just didn’t know how.
Amongst the men dancing in the complex fashion that is human courtship a blond caught sight of the auburn haired man. There was a familiarity to the lean, pale man; however, Jonouichi simply could not place his finger on it. Without breaking from the rhythm of the dance, Jou strolled over to the familiar auburn haired dancer. Gliding up behind the familiar stranger, Jou grinded against his quarry some how knowing that his random outing with work friends was leading to a great deal more than a simple night out.
Jou smiled down at the thinner man as the auburn haired angel turned his head. If this stranger’s hair had been neater, if his eyes had been blue, this man could have been his old nemesis, Seto Kaiba. A way of primal desire passed over Jou. He had always felt a certain physical attraction to Kaiba and this stranger was having the same effect. Since High School, Jou had filled out considerably and added a few inches to his hide. He was softly muscled and had every bit the feel of not a pup, but a Wolf.
Completely on impulse, Jou put his hands on the slightly shorter man’s hips and ground suggestively against his auburn dance partner. There was a certain primal satisfaction in the purr his partner gave. Perhaps it was the alcohol that Jou had already consumed earlier in the night, but what was one quick tryst?
Seto couldn’t quite see the features of his newest lover in the dim light of the club; it suited him just fine. He shut his eyes and ignored the irritation the contacts always gave him. The anticipation of the night he would spend with the nicely build blond warmed the edges of the empty pit in Seto’s core.
“How’ bout it, Sexy?” The blond whispered ground himself harder against Seto ass, giving Seto a clear understanding of the bulge already forming in the other man’s pants.
“Do you have a room?” Seto almost gasped as the blond with a familiar voice brought a hand around from Seto’s hips and laid it to rest on Seto’s crouch.
“Hell, ya.”
Jou took his prospect’s arm and began to steer him off the dance floor. They were out in the cool autumn air in mere moments. It did not occur to Jou to ask if his new “friend” had a vehicle. Instead he led the auburn haired man around the back of Fall from Eden, and to his waiting motorcycle. The auburn haired man did not hesitate to take the helmet Jou offered him.
“You been on a bike before?” Jou asked as he got on his bike and his companion climbed on behind him.
“Yes, I own one.” Seto replied as he wrapped his arms around Jou waist, not that either of them realized who the other was.
“Back in Japan?” Jou, who had lived in Japan most of his life before he took this job in the U.S., easily recognized the accent.
“Yes,” Seto nodded against Jou’s back. “Nihongo ga wakarimasu ka?”
“Hai, wakarimasu,” Jou replied. “I grew up in Japan.”
The familiarity Seto felt to this stranger was almost unnerving but the businessman did not have a chance to dwell on it. Within a few moments Jou stopped in front of an upscale hotel, actually quite close to Seto’s own. Seto took of his helmet as Jou gave the key to his bike to a valet. Jou gestured for Seto to join him and as Seto came to step beside him, Jou put his arm around Seto’s shoulders and steered him inside the hotel. As Jou concentrated on getting to the elevator and then to his hotel room before he molested his new companion; Seto concentrated on not looking up at his temporary lover, he had no desire to know this man’s face. Even if Seto felt intensely curious, he refused to break his routine.
Jou nearly panted with relief when they stepped onto the elevator. His hotel room was on the 16th floor and with time to kill he began kissing and sucking the back of the auburn beauties exposed neck. Seto moaned softly and curved his neck to over more access to the blond.
Though it took an eternity, soon enough they arrived on the 16th floor and Jou navigated his now heated lover from behind toward his room. Seto’s shirt was already opened and his neck already bore the first signs of hickeys. By the time the pair reached Jou hotel room only a short minute later, Jou already had his hand in Seto’s pants. With his free hand Jou fumbled with the card key and a little less than gently shoved Seto into the room. Seconds later Jou had Seto completely naked and himself well on the way.
No one bothered to turn on the light or even to reach the bedroom; Jou was on Seto up against a wall the moment the door shut. The larger blond sucked and nipped along Seto’s neck, as he ground his erection against Seto’s. Seto moaned wantonly, and ran his hands through his lover’s hair.
“Kami...”
“Baby, I don’t know about you but I don’t think I wanna wait...” Jou whispered as he sucked Seto’s ear.
“Get some lube and get on with it!” Seto gasped as Jou squeezed his shaft.
“Hang on baby, I have some right here,” Jou chuckled into Seto ear and continued to play with his uke’s erection. Jou pulled a travel size tube of lube out of his wallet, along with a condom. “Turn around baby, hands on the wall.”
Seto turned and shivered in anticipation. This was what he wanted, no long foreplay that was meant for proper lovers; rather right onto hard, raw sex. Jou kissed Seto’s bare shoulders and removed his own pants and drawers. Without pause he sucked along Seto’s back and squeezed a decent amount of lube onto his fingers and pressed one long digit into his anonymus lover’s anus. He slowly pressed through Seto’s tight spincter muscle and began wiggling his finger around what he already new was a very tight ass. Seto breathed slowly. No matter how many times he did this it always hurt a bit at first but it was a pain he accepted for the sake of the euphoric contentment he would be left with in the end for a few days.
It was only a matter of time before Seto moved back with Jou’s pumps and he moans low in his throat as Jou added a second and then a third finger and began scissoring them about. He brushed that most wonderful of nerve bundles causing Seto to arch in ecstasy and whine with need.
“You think yer ready baby?” Jou licked Seto’s ear and removed his fingers. With deft speed Jou garbed himself in his condom and then thoroughly covered his rock hard phallus with the remaining lube. “Well, baby?”
“Yes, you asshole!” Seto moaned as Jou gripped his shaft. “Baka yaraou!”
“Sukebe!” Jou lined himself up and thrust once and then twice before he was fully seated in the hot shaking body of his lover.
“Kami...” Seto moaned. There was that familiar burn of penetration, but also that familiar warmth that began to spread through his center. “Move or I kill you.”
“Hell ya baby!” Jou set the rhythm thrusting hard and fast and deep into that hot ass as he gripped his lover’s hips.
For the coming hours the only sound that could be heard from Jou’s room were the impassioned groans and cries of the lovers as sweat soaked body hit sweat soaked body in a dance that is older than humankind. After quite some time the lovers came to rest with Jou laying over Seto.
“I should leave.” Seto managed to whisper. It was painfully obvious that there was no energy in any fiber of his being.
“Later, baby,” Jou yawned and rested his head against Seto’s neck. “I ain’t moving.”
Seto gave no further argument. In the afterglow of sex, he no longer felt that familiar ache in his soul. For now he would sleep in peace.
***
The Sun was already high in the sky when Jou stirred. Beneath him Seto, who lay on his stomach, was rubbing at his eyes. So involved with this activity, Seto did not even notice the Jou had moved.
“Kuso...” Seto blinked several times and sighed in relief as his eyes slowly stopped watering. In front of him, his contacts lay forgotten.
“You okay?” Jou yawned and got to his knees. He rolled his lover over and starred gape mouthed in shock.
Beneath him Seto blinked as his vision cleared up. His eyes widened as he recognized the figured who knelt above him. Though he had filled out a bit, and could not have looked better at any moment of his life this was definitely....
“Mutt...!”
“Kaiba!”
End Chapter 1
Author’s note:
As you may have figured out. I use a certain amount of Writer’s Discretion with this fic. It is set at least 6 or 7 years after the end of the series so I can do what I wanna. I would love a review or two but I will probably still write even if no one cares.
Chapter 1
prologue, ch 1-4, epilogue
Warnings: Sex. Period end of sentence. Sex.
Exclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, for one thing I am Canadian not Japanese, and not wealthy. This is for fun. not profit.
The dance floor was positively bouncing when Seto walked into Fall from Eden. As usual the club was dimly lit with several dozen people dancing, and grinding against each other. This was what Seto wanted. This was a club where men met to have sex, at least that was what Seto and every previous romp he had gone on had desired. There was a certain anxiety at the base of Seto’s stomach but he shook it off and sauntered over to the crowd of men. Many men hear had multiple piercings, dyed hair, and various other gothic fashions. Fall from Eden was not just the hottest gay bar on the circuit, but it was also aimed to the Gothic man.
“I played the part and took the blame
while you pretend nothing is real
life turned to night as you're asleep
blood flowing down, is this a dream?
Liar, you tempt me
I don't know what to do
no guilt is in my heart
I don't know what to do
I'm not the reason”
Lyrics from Lacuna Coil’s Self Deception set the mood as Seto joined in the close, grinding movement on the dance floor. Seto didn’t look at any of the men; he didn’t want to see the faces of any perspective fling. They would make the move on him; it was a conclusion that Seto had made on his first visits to Fall from Eden, this was the one realm in life where Seto was just not comfortable being in control, he just didn’t know how.
Amongst the men dancing in the complex fashion that is human courtship a blond caught sight of the auburn haired man. There was a familiarity to the lean, pale man; however, Jonouichi simply could not place his finger on it. Without breaking from the rhythm of the dance, Jou strolled over to the familiar auburn haired dancer. Gliding up behind the familiar stranger, Jou grinded against his quarry some how knowing that his random outing with work friends was leading to a great deal more than a simple night out.
Jou smiled down at the thinner man as the auburn haired angel turned his head. If this stranger’s hair had been neater, if his eyes had been blue, this man could have been his old nemesis, Seto Kaiba. A way of primal desire passed over Jou. He had always felt a certain physical attraction to Kaiba and this stranger was having the same effect. Since High School, Jou had filled out considerably and added a few inches to his hide. He was softly muscled and had every bit the feel of not a pup, but a Wolf.
Completely on impulse, Jou put his hands on the slightly shorter man’s hips and ground suggestively against his auburn dance partner. There was a certain primal satisfaction in the purr his partner gave. Perhaps it was the alcohol that Jou had already consumed earlier in the night, but what was one quick tryst?
Seto couldn’t quite see the features of his newest lover in the dim light of the club; it suited him just fine. He shut his eyes and ignored the irritation the contacts always gave him. The anticipation of the night he would spend with the nicely build blond warmed the edges of the empty pit in Seto’s core.
“How’ bout it, Sexy?” The blond whispered ground himself harder against Seto ass, giving Seto a clear understanding of the bulge already forming in the other man’s pants.
“Do you have a room?” Seto almost gasped as the blond with a familiar voice brought a hand around from Seto’s hips and laid it to rest on Seto’s crouch.
“Hell, ya.”
Jou took his prospect’s arm and began to steer him off the dance floor. They were out in the cool autumn air in mere moments. It did not occur to Jou to ask if his new “friend” had a vehicle. Instead he led the auburn haired man around the back of Fall from Eden, and to his waiting motorcycle. The auburn haired man did not hesitate to take the helmet Jou offered him.
“You been on a bike before?” Jou asked as he got on his bike and his companion climbed on behind him.
“Yes, I own one.” Seto replied as he wrapped his arms around Jou waist, not that either of them realized who the other was.
“Back in Japan?” Jou, who had lived in Japan most of his life before he took this job in the U.S., easily recognized the accent.
“Yes,” Seto nodded against Jou’s back. “Nihongo ga wakarimasu ka?”
“Hai, wakarimasu,” Jou replied. “I grew up in Japan.”
The familiarity Seto felt to this stranger was almost unnerving but the businessman did not have a chance to dwell on it. Within a few moments Jou stopped in front of an upscale hotel, actually quite close to Seto’s own. Seto took of his helmet as Jou gave the key to his bike to a valet. Jou gestured for Seto to join him and as Seto came to step beside him, Jou put his arm around Seto’s shoulders and steered him inside the hotel. As Jou concentrated on getting to the elevator and then to his hotel room before he molested his new companion; Seto concentrated on not looking up at his temporary lover, he had no desire to know this man’s face. Even if Seto felt intensely curious, he refused to break his routine.
Jou nearly panted with relief when they stepped onto the elevator. His hotel room was on the 16th floor and with time to kill he began kissing and sucking the back of the auburn beauties exposed neck. Seto moaned softly and curved his neck to over more access to the blond.
Though it took an eternity, soon enough they arrived on the 16th floor and Jou navigated his now heated lover from behind toward his room. Seto’s shirt was already opened and his neck already bore the first signs of hickeys. By the time the pair reached Jou hotel room only a short minute later, Jou already had his hand in Seto’s pants. With his free hand Jou fumbled with the card key and a little less than gently shoved Seto into the room. Seconds later Jou had Seto completely naked and himself well on the way.
No one bothered to turn on the light or even to reach the bedroom; Jou was on Seto up against a wall the moment the door shut. The larger blond sucked and nipped along Seto’s neck, as he ground his erection against Seto’s. Seto moaned wantonly, and ran his hands through his lover’s hair.
“Kami...”
“Baby, I don’t know about you but I don’t think I wanna wait...” Jou whispered as he sucked Seto’s ear.
“Get some lube and get on with it!” Seto gasped as Jou squeezed his shaft.
“Hang on baby, I have some right here,” Jou chuckled into Seto ear and continued to play with his uke’s erection. Jou pulled a travel size tube of lube out of his wallet, along with a condom. “Turn around baby, hands on the wall.”
Seto turned and shivered in anticipation. This was what he wanted, no long foreplay that was meant for proper lovers; rather right onto hard, raw sex. Jou kissed Seto’s bare shoulders and removed his own pants and drawers. Without pause he sucked along Seto’s back and squeezed a decent amount of lube onto his fingers and pressed one long digit into his anonymus lover’s anus. He slowly pressed through Seto’s tight spincter muscle and began wiggling his finger around what he already new was a very tight ass. Seto breathed slowly. No matter how many times he did this it always hurt a bit at first but it was a pain he accepted for the sake of the euphoric contentment he would be left with in the end for a few days.
It was only a matter of time before Seto moved back with Jou’s pumps and he moans low in his throat as Jou added a second and then a third finger and began scissoring them about. He brushed that most wonderful of nerve bundles causing Seto to arch in ecstasy and whine with need.
“You think yer ready baby?” Jou licked Seto’s ear and removed his fingers. With deft speed Jou garbed himself in his condom and then thoroughly covered his rock hard phallus with the remaining lube. “Well, baby?”
“Yes, you asshole!” Seto moaned as Jou gripped his shaft. “Baka yaraou!”
“Sukebe!” Jou lined himself up and thrust once and then twice before he was fully seated in the hot shaking body of his lover.
“Kami...” Seto moaned. There was that familiar burn of penetration, but also that familiar warmth that began to spread through his center. “Move or I kill you.”
“Hell ya baby!” Jou set the rhythm thrusting hard and fast and deep into that hot ass as he gripped his lover’s hips.
For the coming hours the only sound that could be heard from Jou’s room were the impassioned groans and cries of the lovers as sweat soaked body hit sweat soaked body in a dance that is older than humankind. After quite some time the lovers came to rest with Jou laying over Seto.
“I should leave.” Seto managed to whisper. It was painfully obvious that there was no energy in any fiber of his being.
“Later, baby,” Jou yawned and rested his head against Seto’s neck. “I ain’t moving.”
Seto gave no further argument. In the afterglow of sex, he no longer felt that familiar ache in his soul. For now he would sleep in peace.
***
The Sun was already high in the sky when Jou stirred. Beneath him Seto, who lay on his stomach, was rubbing at his eyes. So involved with this activity, Seto did not even notice the Jou had moved.
“Kuso...” Seto blinked several times and sighed in relief as his eyes slowly stopped watering. In front of him, his contacts lay forgotten.
“You okay?” Jou yawned and got to his knees. He rolled his lover over and starred gape mouthed in shock.
Beneath him Seto blinked as his vision cleared up. His eyes widened as he recognized the figured who knelt above him. Though he had filled out a bit, and could not have looked better at any moment of his life this was definitely....
“Mutt...!”
“Kaiba!”
End Chapter 1
Author’s note:
As you may have figured out. I use a certain amount of Writer’s Discretion with this fic. It is set at least 6 or 7 years after the end of the series so I can do what I wanna. I would love a review or two but I will probably still write even if no one cares.