Chemistry

Title: Chemistry

Author: iChosha

Pairing(s): Seto/Jou

Summary: Seto is back in college to get his MBA. To bulk up his resume he takes on a part time on-campus job. Too bad his superior happens to be the one person he planned on never seeing again.

Author Notes: Anybody got a good fanmix for S/J? I have an ok one and I’m really stuck on one of the songs; Paralyzer by Finger Eleven. I like to rock out to it when I’m walking across campus, it makes me strut all badass. xD Another song I associate with them is Vanilla by Gackt, anybody else do that?

Also, anyone wondering when all of those little aff.net warnings are going to kick in? Soon… soon enough. At least one will show up in this chapter. Probably not what you think though. :3

As I have said before, I have no beta, but I’m pretty good at catching my own mistakes, so if there are any typos. Please forgive me! D:


Chapter Two: It’s My Job

Seto pushed the now cold dinner around on the plate, thinking.

Thinking about the moment he fell in love with Jou.

The brunet always figured that Jou had a troubled home life, the boy was always just a bit too skinny or a bit too tired and he would occasionally show up with visible bruises on his body, a black eye or a bruised face. But sometimes he would even have contusions on his wrists and other wounds peeking out from the sleeves and neckline of his shirt.

Seto had never really thought about it much, he just felt kind of bad for the kid. But then, one day, Jou came to school and he actually had a lunch, but he found out his sister had forgotten hers. So Jou gave Shizuka his whole lunch and lied, saying he wasn’t hungry, even though Seto himself had heard the blond’s stomach growling earlier.

It was at that moment Seto fell in love Jou, the bruise on his left cheek and the smile he gave his sister as he handed over his lunch tugged at Seto and embedded themselves in his heart. After that he started to notice Jou more and more and everything the blond did seemed to only fuel Seto’s fire.

He had always enjoyed their boisterous arguments because it was some kind of stimulation in an otherwise boring environment; but now, he not only craved having those aggressive moments with the blond, he wanted something more.

He started to have dreams; wet dreams, sweet dreams, even nightmares, all having to do with Jou. He couldn’t get the guy out of his mind. That’s when Seto’s insults and harassments towards Jou started to kick into overdrive. The only way to calm Seto’s feelings were by replacing them with malice for his classmate. Every harsh word that escaped his mouth, he instantly regretted, but he knew there was no taking them back as long as anyone else was around.

He had to maintain his façade no matter the cost. The only Kaiba Seto the world could know was the cold, cruel CEO that successfully ruled over one of Japan’s biggest companies.

Seto checked his watch and sighed, he needed to head to the college, it was almost time for him to start work in the Chemistry lab again.

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Jou stared at the same ungraded lab report he had been staring at for the last twenty minutes. His advanced Chemistry II class had turned in their first big lab reports the day before and he needed to have them graded before Thursday and it was already Tuesday night.

For some reason he just couldn’t get his head around it. All the letters and numbers jumbled around like a crossword puzzle he couldn’t decipher.

He laid his head down on the desk, squashing his nose against the stack of reports. At least he didn’t have to deal with Seto until tomorrow. If could get all this grading done now, then he could save his energy for the raging dragon.

Even though they were older and (supposedly) more mature, Jou felt like they could revert back to their high school selves in mere seconds if the right situation occurred.
As he mulled over the best way to get himself into grading mode, a brisk knock assaulted his closed office door.

“Huh?”

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Seto rapped on Jou’s door twice before letting himself in. He was tired and ready to get this over with.

“Seto, what the hell are you doing here?”

The CEO raised an eyebrow and leaned against the doorframe.

“I’m here to clean more dishes. That’s my job isn’t it?”

Jou gaped at him like a fish out of water and then checked his calendar.

“Yeah… tomorrow. You’re supposed to only be here Wednesdays and Fridays. Didn’t the email tell yah that?”

It was Seto’s turn to gape like a fish, but for only a second.

“Then what the hell is today?”

“Tuesday.”

“Oh.”

It wasn’t like Seto to be unorganized like this, Jou wondered if the man was distracted by something.

The two stared at each other in silence, waiting for one of them to move.
“I guess, I could find some work for yah today and then yah wouldn’t have to come in tomorrow…”

Seto nodded in unspoken approval.

Taking that as his cue, Jou got up from his desk and motioned for Seto to follow him down the hall.

“I don’t have any dishes for yah to clean actually. Instead, you’ll help me transfer some liquids to smaller containers, so they can be distributed to the students for tomorrow’s lab.”

Seto didn’t say anything, he was too busy watching Jou’s lithe frame in front of him. The blond didn’t have on his lab coat, just a pair of tight faded jeans and a green t-shirt.

As they entered the room, the brunet almost let out a growl of disapproval as Jou grabbed a lab coat off a nearby hook and slipped it over his shoulders.

Jou turned to tell him he was sorry he didn’t have an extra coat at the moment, but his words stuck in his throat and he felt a blush creep across his face from the way Seto was looking at him.

He cleared his throat and attempted to remain unflustered. “Lab coat… I don’t have any others…”

Jou felt his face flush even brighter at the incoherence of his sentence and whisked himself over to one of the locked cabinets on the wall opposite Seto, afraid to look him in the face.

Seto watched him, unclear about what had just happened. Was Jou’s stutter due to Seto or a possible speech impediment that was just now being discovered?

The CEO smirked; the blond’s reaction had to have been related to him. Maybe fate was smiling on him with a second chance. A very delayed second chance.

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Jou grabbed several different chemicals in gallon containers. Most were harmless by themselves, but a small amount of sodium hydroxide was needed for a strong base and Jou had been very clear with his students that it could damage the skin.

“Kaiba, most of this stuff isn’t dangerous, but we will be handling sodium hydroxide, so can you pull 2 pairs of safety gloves from the top drawer on your right?”

Seto frowned, why did the mutt go back to using his last name all the sudden.

Even though Jou had his back to him, Seto nodded out of habit and went to retrieve the gloves, absent mindedly wondering how long this would take and if this would be all he had to do tonight.

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They spent the next hour dividing each chemical into fifteen smaller containers. Seto would hold the funnel steady and Jou would pour in the correct amount.

Jou saved the sodium hydroxide for last, hoping that by the time they got to it, the brunet would have the hang of things and there wouldn’t be any accidents.

“Ok.” Jou looked at him smiling, “the last one and then yah can go home.”

“About time.” Seto stated, impatience in his voice.

“When I pour this liquid, we’ve got to be really careful, because due to its consistency it is likely to splash if poured too quickly.”

Seto just grunted and put the funnel into the first container. Jou sounded like he was quoting a textbook, he found that weird.

“Ready.”

The first fourteen pours were uneventful, but as Jou poured the sodium hydroxide into the final container, he felt his nose start to itch.

‘Oh crap. I’m gonna snee – ‘

The sneeze was so violent that it rocked Jou’s body causing the sodium hydroxide to splash.

Right onto Seto’s shirt.

“Ah shit!”

Jou slammed the almost empty container down and turned to Seto.

“Quick, take yah shirt off! If it seeps through yah will get burned!”

Seto was about to scoff at him, but when he saw the pressing look in Jou’s eyes, he ripped his shirt off and threw it into the trashcan.

“Better?”

For a moment, it seemed as if time had stopped as Jou took in all of Seto that had been revealed to him. He felt heat rush through his body as his eyes roamed over the dragon’s uncovered chest. Although the skin was pale, he could see the strong muscles underneath and wondered what it would feel like to run his hands over them.

“Geez, mutt. If you wanted me to take off my shirt that bad, you could have just asked.” Seto mocked, smirking at the blond.

The moment interrupted, Jou’s eyes pulled away from the brunet’s body and he felt uncertainty tug at him “What… the hell?!”

Jou tore off his own shirt and threw it at the brunet’s head without looking at him.
“Just wear that home! We’re done for today.”

He took off down the hall, locking himself in his office. Clutching at his chest, he sank to the floor. He could feel heat radiating from his flushed face and heard the pounding of his heart in his ears, but he didn’t understand why.
Or, he didn’t want to understand.

There was no reason a stupid comment like that from Kaiba Seto should make him react in such a way. He felt like a school girl after just being hit on by her crush.

He buried his face in his hands, letting out a deep, irritated sigh. Maybe he should just tell the office it turns out he doesn’t have enough work for Seto to do and that they should reassign him somewhere else. Far, far away.

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Jou wasn’t sure how long he sat there in the dust on that cold floor, but the turning of the doorknob alarmed him back into reality.

‘Seto shoulda gone home a while ago,’ he thought, checking the clock.

The doorknob kept turning and Jou was pushed up against his desk by the opening of the door.

He turned his head to see a shirtless Seto run a hand down his bare chest, stopping to fiddle with the button that sat above a noticeable bulge in his too tight pants.

“Eh…er Kaiba?!”

“Call me Seto.” the brunet whispered, running his free hand through his hair. “Your shirt was too tight for me Jou…”

“You…yah could use my lab coat…” Jou reasoned, sensing an oncoming attack.

“The tightness of your shirt makes me think that’s not the only tight thing about you.” Seto murmured through lidded eyes, hissing as his hands moved to caress his already alert nipples.

There was not a single coherent thought Jou could muster as he watched the CEO play with himself, arching in pleasure and letting out small moans of satisfaction.

If Seto was trying to turn him on, then he was doing a damn good job. Jou winced at the sudden tightness of his pants, wondering how this would all turn out.

Finally, the blond was able to form a sentence despite the situation, “Is there… something I can help yah with Kaiba?”

Seto stopped his ministrations and turned his full attention to the man still sitting on the floor.

“No… but I’m sure there’s something I can help you with.” he said, his eyes wandering towards Jou’s lower region.

“It is my job after all.”

“Wha – What’s that supposed to mean?!” Jou demanded trying to cover himself with his lab coat.

“Oh, I think you know exactly what it means.” Seto whispered, shutting the office door behind him.

Jou’s body tensed as he heard the lock click into place.

He was alone, in a tight space, with a very horny Kaiba Seto. Not good.

Ignoring his own raging hard on, Jou tried to keep space between them. He crawled around his desk, pulling himself up with his chair, “Since when did you like men anyways, Kaiba?”

“Since you.” He stated, stepping forward and clearing the desk of its contents except for the lamp with the sweep of an arm.

“I want you Jou.”

“EH?” he backed into the bookshelf behind his chair, grappling for some kind of support, but all he did was knock down musty books and old files.

Seto leaned forward smiling with his mouth, but not his eyes. The dim glow of the lamp put his face into shadow, causing Jou to panic even more.

In his opinion, Seto had gone bat shit mad and needed professional help.

“Ah.. eh. I’ll have you know what you’re about to do is illegal!” Jou yelled, weakly chucking a book in Seto’s direction.

“You don’t even know what I’m going to do.” he whispered.

Then in a split second, the CEO was over the desk pinning Jou’s arms above his head.
“Now, be a good dog and obey your master.” Seto commanded, using a free hand to rake across Jou’s chest, stopping to tease and pinch each nipple.

Jou’s face flushed and he felt more heat starting to pool in his groin. “Seto.. ah …this is… so wrong…”

Instead of answering, Jou felt Seto’s teeth clamp down on his shoulder, hard enough to draw blood.

The blond let out a yelp and increased his struggling against the taller man’s hold.

Seto’s free hand wandered down Jou’s stomach, following the blond trail of hair that peeked out of his jeans.

“Mmm. Jou.” he murmured, sucking and licking at the bite mark he made. After he was satisfied it would be there for a long time, he moved his attentions to cover Jou’s entire neck, stopping every so often to run his tongue along the outer shell of the blond’s ear. He smiled into flesh when he felt a shiver run through the shorter man.

He couldn’t deny what his body wanted.

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Jou felt as if the whole world had turned upside down. He was about to be raped by his ex-classmate and yet, he couldn’t refuse him.

He wanted this. No, he needed this.

“Aaah, Seto… I want…”

The brunet pulled away from the soft skin of the blond’s neck and looked into his eyes. They were starting to cloud over with lust. “What is it, pup?”

Jou knew exactly what he wanted, but he refused to say it. Instead he just let out a whimper and thrust his hips forward, grinding his need into Seto’s leg.

Seto smiled and allowed his hand that had been playing with the golden curls spilling out of Jou’s jeans to go further, unbuttoning the pants in a slow, deliberate manner.

As he did this, his eyes studied Jou’s lips, already swollen from desire despite having yet to be kissed.

“Jou,” he breathed. “Can I kiss you?”

He tried to answer the brunet, but instead let out a moan as the man’s fingers opened his fly, toying with the top of his boxers.

“I’ll take that as a yes.” He said, crushing his lips into Jou’s.

The two let out a joyous moan at once, reveling in the taste of the other.

But it wasn’t enough, Seto wanted more. He ran his tongue across the seam of Jou’s lips, demanding entrance. Jou obliged and Seto let his hands free.

Jou wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, pulling them both closer to the bookshelf, despite the wood biting into his back.

Their tongues fought for dominance amidst the wet battlefield, but Seto won easily, using his hands to free Jou’s cock which caused the blond to give into Seto’s everything.

His touch, taste, smell, it was all so much more than Jou thought possible.

Seto sucked on Jou’s bottom lip, pulling more moans from the blond’s throat. But then he moved away, looking into Jou’s eyes.

“What do you want me to do, Jou?” he asked, his voice deeper than normal.

“I want… you … to touch me!” he whined, pushing against Seto’s motionless hand that gripped his manhood. “Please…please.”

Seto grinned with a smartass look in his eyes.

“I’m already touching you.”

Jou let out a growl and started to rip at Seto’s pants. Having successfully undone them, he pulled out Seto’s own manhood and started to run his fingers up and down its length, ghosting over it like a summer breeze, hot and wonderful.

“AH JOU.” Seto grabbed Jou’s hands and pinned them above his head again. “Bad…dog. Don’t …do that.” Seto huffed, his body shaking from the excitement.

With his free hand Seto rubbed their cocks together, causing a delicious friction that had them both whimpering and moaning with need.

“Seto.. more. PLEASE.” Jou cried, already feeling a climax curling in his stomach.
The taller man nodded and let go of his partner’s hands so he could pull him closer causing even more friction between their bodies.

“Oh gods. Jou.” he hummed, pushing the blond into the bookcase as hard as he could. He leaned forward captured Jou’s lips, moaning his need into the other’s mouth.

As their tongues danced and wrapped around each other, they could both feel the impending orgasm. They were so close.

Jou came first, screaming Seto’s name, clutching the brunet hair in his fists –

BEEP BEEP BEEP

Jou’s cell phone alarm went off and his eyes shot open. How long had he been out?
He groped around his desk without picking up his head to look for the annoying electronic.

After another minute of its incessant beeping, he found it and turned it off, peering over his arms to see the time.

He had been asleep in his office for over an hour and had probably drooled on his students’ lab reports.

He grunted as he stood up, sleeping in that position was not good for his back. Looking down at his desk and he sighed, there would be no more grading papers tonight, he was going home to sleep.

As he started to move he felt something cold and sticky run down his leg.

That could only mean.

“Tch. Shit.”

He rested his head against the cement wall, reveling in its coolness.

He had had a wet dream. About Kaiba Seto.

Jou sighed; he really needed to take a shower.

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Seto stepped out of his bathroom, toweling his still damp hair. After having hazardous chemicals spilled on you by the object of your desires, a shower does a man good.

When he had come in he had chucked the mutt’s shirt into a corner, it had been too tight on him and he had no interest in washing it before returning, if he bothered to return it all.

But now, as he lay in his bed, he felt himself being tugged towards the stupid shirt.
“I wonder if it smells like him.” he murmured.

Against his better judgment, he went over and grabbed it, holding it up to his face to see if it had any scent it all.

It did. Seto pressed it against his nose, inhaling deeply. Jou still smelled the same, after all this time.

His heart fluttered in an unlike Seto manner and he returned to bed, curling up with the shirt in his arms.

He slept through the whole night, without waking once. A hint of a smile gracing his lips.

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Author’s Notes: First off, the ending to this chapter, let me just say: LOL. If I wasn’t serious about this fic I’d have Seto make the shirt into a teddy bear and carry it around with him in his brief case. But I won’t do it. Seriously. I won’t. D:

So, that was the first sex related thing I’ve written in a while, I hope it’s not TOO horrible. xD And poor Jou, his pants were cold and wet on the drive home. Ew. D<

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Response to reviewers:

Ibelen: I’m so glad you enjoyed it! And I’m also happy to hear that you think I did ok in portraying them. I hope I meet your expectations in this chapter too. D:

KiraRaven: I gotta tell you. I saw this review right before I went off to one of my night classes and it had me smiling through the whole thing. My self esteem has been in the bottom of the bucket lately and you really made me feel better. I’m thrilled you love it and I’m also glad you appreciate my attitude towards fic writing. It’s wonderful when people are on the same level and it encourages me to write more, hence why this chapter got done so fast! And don’t worry, you’re English is fine! :3