In The Locker Room

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Joey Wheeler looked up at the forbidding structure of the Kaiba Corporation building. He'd come here intending to get some answers out of Kaiba, but he realised that coming to face him on his home territory might not have been the smartest idea ever. He reckoned the odds of actually getting in to see Kaiba were slim to none, but he'd come this far so he may as well at least try. He figured that the worst that could happen was that he would be thrown out by security, so, with some trepidation, he stepped into the lobby and walked towards the receptionist.



"Can I help you?" she asked as she looked snootily at him over her half moon spectacles.



"Ah... I want to see Kaiba," Joey said, the last of the bravado he'd felt before entering the lobby draining away as the woman looked at him coldly. "Nah, nevermind. I guess everyone and their dog wants to see Kaiba," he said as her expression hardened, internally wincing at his unfortunate choice of words. "I'll just catch up with him at school," he said as he turned to leave.



"Hold on a moment," the receptionist called after him, causing him to stop and look back. "Name please?"



"Uh... Joey Wheeler."



"You can go up. Take the lift at the end of the hall to the top floor," She gestured in the direction that he was to go, "He's expecting you."



"What?" Joey's temper flared at Kaiba's presumption that he would actually come here. "That arrogant bastard!" he spat as he stormed past the receptionist, only to stop and turn back. "Uh... thanks," he said sheepishly before starting back off towards Kaiba's office again, muttering under his breath all the way.



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Seto Kaiba placed the phone back in its cradle, having just been informed by the receptionist that Wheeler had arrived and was on his way up. She had also expressed concern over his attitude and had asked if she should have security on standby. He'd told her no, that he was more than capable of handling anything that Wheeler could do. She knew better than to argue, knowing that her job would be on the line if she went against her boss.



He settled into his chair and leaned back, knowing that it would be at least couple of minutes until Wheeler would barge into his office. He let his mind wander for a moment, replaying the events of the afternoon. It was funny, he thought, how he hadn't realised how much he'd looked forward to the altercations with the mutt until Joey had started avoiding him. It wasn't just the fighting he missed either, no, it was the contact, the moment Joey's eyes sparked as he got riled up, the fact that Joey would never bow down to him even though he always came off second best.



If he was totally honest with himself and allowed himself to think of such things, there had always been some kind of attraction for Joey there but he'd shoved it down and treated it as an irritation instead. The fights they'd had were like a pressure release valve, making sure that things didn't boil over, but once Joey started avoiding him that release was gone and things had quickly gone to hell. The question now was, what was he going to do about it? Did he really want to get involved with the mutt? How should he react when Joey inevitably entered his office?



He didn't have any longer to contemplate things as the doors to his office slammed open, heralding Wheeler's arrival. He guessed that he'd just have to see what happened and take things as they came.



"Kaiba!" Joey growled as he entered the room.



"Wheeler," Kaiba said calmly. "Such a good dog, chasing after your master," he sneered.



"Damn it will you quit with the dog comments already!" Joey exclaimed. "I'm here for some answers and I'm not leaving until I get them.



Kaiba looked at Joey who was almost thrumming with anger, and he felt his breath hitch slightly. Not betraying a thing, he leaned forwards, placed his elbows on the desk and steepled his fingers. "Really?"



"Yeah, really." Joey said, sounding slightly less certain. Kaiba smirked slightly as he noticed Joey's confidence begin to waver. "Lets start with your receptionist saying that you were expecting me," Joey continued. "What's that all about?"



"Simple. You are just that predictable, mutt."



"Bullshit"



"You are here, aren't you?" Kaiba raised his eyebrow as he pointed out the obvious.



Joey suddenly lost his nerve. He hadn't been sure about this since he'd first arrived at the building and the only thing that had been keeping him going since almost chickening out at the receptionist's desk was the annoyance at 'being expected.' To have it pointed out that, in this case at least, he WAS that predicable had completely knocked the wind out of his sails so he turned back to the familiar; he made to bolt. "Fine, keep your answers," he spat, "I'm out of here." He turned to leave only for the doors to close right before he got to them. He heard the bolt snap home, but he tried to open them anyway, without success. "Hey, what gives?" he demanded as he turned to face the CEO.



"You really ARE that predicable," Kaiba sighed as he got up and walked over towards the window, keeping his back to Joey. "I knew that you would try to leave so I closed and locked the door. It's set up on an electronic timer and it will not open again for thirty minutes unless I release it beforehand, so I'm afraid that you are going to have to stay for at least that long."



"Damn it Kaiba, open the door," Joey yelled across the room.



"No." Kaiba said simply. "I didn't clear my entire evening schedule just for you to run out and leave as soon as you got here."



Joey looked at Kaiba incredulously. "You cleared your entire evening schedule? But... what if I hadn't come?"



"I was sure that you would. It's not in your nature to let things go," Kaiba replied, still looking out of the window, "especially as I just... left you there with an insult ringing in your ears." He looked out across the city, not really seeing any of it. "But I will admit that I would have been... disappointed if you had not shown up."



Joey sighed and resigned himself to being here for at least the next half an hour. He didn't like that Kaiba had locked him in, but knowing Kaiba he wouldn't change his mind so he might as well find out what he came here for. "So... why did you run off like that? I didn't think the great Seto Kaiba would run from a worthless mutt like me." Joey said this last with more than a hint of bitterness.



Kaiba flinched slightly at Joey's tone and considered his answer for a moment, knowing that if he said the wrong thing here he might sour things completely. He sighed internally as he realised that he had made his decision and only the truth would be satisfactory in this case. "I was mortified at my utter lack of control," he admitted, causing the other boy to gasp. "I had to get away."



Joey stood there with his mouth open for a moment, amazed that Kaiba would admit to such a thing. "OK, I guess I can understand that," he conceded, "but you really didn't need to insult me. After what happened that really hurt and... what WAS all that about anyway?"



"I don't know," Kaiba admitted, still looking out of the window, not wanting to face Joey at the moment. "I'd only arranged to get you alone in the locker room so that I could find out why you had been avoiding me. After all, I was sure that you enjoyed our... spats as much as I did."



"Well, I guess that explains why I was called to do the clear up alone," Joey said carefully. "But... what about the rest of it?"



"That wasn't planned at all," Kaiba said ruefully, "But you still haven't told me why you were avoiding me to start with." He gave a start as he suddenly realised that Joey was now standing right beside him.



"Geez, jumpy much?" Joey said with a chuckle, then he turned serious for a moment. "I did tell you part of it before; I didn't want to be your stress relief, but the part I didn't tell you..." he took a deep breath, "it's because I like you, OK?" He turned away from Kaiba as he began to turn red and steeled himself for rejection.



"You... like me." Kaiba stated, his eyebrows raising almost to his hairline. "Despite all the fighting and all the insults, you like me?"



Joey let out a rueful chuckle, "On the way here I kinda came to the conclusion that all the insulting and fighting was a twisted form of flirting, even if we didn't realise it at the time." He still couldn't meet Kaiba's gaze. "Weird huh?"



Kaiba, now turned fully to face Joey, put his fingers under Joey's chin and tilted his head up. "No, not at all," he said and he leaned forward to plant a kiss, much gentler than the ones he'd given earlier, onto Joey's lips.



Joey was taken aback for a moment, but then kissed Kaiba back fervently. Although the kiss wasn't as desperate as the ones that they'd shared in the locker room that afternoon, that didn't make it any less potent and he quickly found himself just as hard as he'd been earlier and weak at the knees. "Holy shit!" Joey panted as they broke apart for a moment, "Where the hell did you learn to kiss like that?"



Kaiba smirked, "I guess I'm just a natural."



"Arrogant prick," Joey said as he pulled Kaiba close, both teens letting out groans as their arousals pushed against each other.



"You love it," Kaiba said lowly as he leaned in to kiss Joey again, with more urgency this time.



Soon they pulled back from each other a little and Joey took the opportunity to latch onto Kaiba's neck, intent on leaving a mark, much as Kaiba had left one on his own neck earlier. He finished with a particularly hard nip, which made Kaiba flinch.



"Ow dammit mutt, what was that for?" Kaiba said as he rubbed at his neck to ease the sting.



Joey bristled slightly at being called that hated name again. "Just repaying the favour," he said, pointing towards the mark on his own neck, "And knock it off with the dog comments."



"Sorry Joey," Kaiba said sincerely.



"What?" Joey feigned shock. "Seto Kaiba knows how to apologise? Hold the presses!"



"Very funny Wheeler," Kaiba said with a roll of his eyes. He took Joey's hand and led him over to the large couch that dominated the far side of the room. He sat down and pulled Joey to straddle him. "I think this will be much more comfortable," he said with some satisfaction.



"Yeah, I agree," Joey said as he leaned in to kiss Kaiba deeply, Kaiba giving a slight start as Joey reached between them and started fiddling with the fastenings to his trousers.



"Someone's eager," Kaiba gasped as Joey succeeded in opening the belt and top button. "You just can't wait to get a hold of my bone, can you?"



Joey leaned forwards slightly. "You bet I can't," he whispered huskily into Seto's ear, sending shivers down his spine. "Just be careful that I don't bite." He punctuated that last by lightly nipping at Kaiba's earlobe even as he finally slipped a hand inside Kaiba's boxers, eliciting a needy groan.



"You better not," Kaiba warned.



"I'll only bite if you ask me to," Joey said as he leaned in to kiss Kaiba deeply once again. He pulled back slightly so that he could ease Kaiba's cock free from his boxers, eager to see the other's turgid length. His mouth went dry as he took in the sight of the head, already slightly seeping pre-come. He moved off and knelt on the floor in front of the brunet, suddenly wanting to get up close and personal with that impressive length.



"Joey?" Kaiba's voice was questioning as Joey pulled Kaiba's legs apart so that he could settle between them and begin easing his trousers and boxers out of the way to gain access to Kaiba's erection. Kaiba raised himself off the couch slightly to assist in this, then he watched wide eyed as Joey took just the tip of his penis into his mouth. He groaned quietly as Joey licked and sucked at the head before he opened his mouth wide and took in as much of Seto's length as he could manage without choking. Seto did his best to remain still as Joey used one hand to cover the remaining length and the other to gently fondle his balls, but he couldn't help twitching a little as Joey began moving up and down. Kaiba fisted his hands into those blond locks and urged him onwards, revelling in the sensation of that hot, wet mouth pleasuring him, something that, before today, he could never have seen happening in a million years.



Soon he was feeling the familiar tightening in his belly that signified his impending orgasm. "Joey, if you don't stop soon I'm going to...", he gasped. Joey's response was to slow down slightly, to prolong the moment as he tried to give Kaiba the best blow job that he could. He was rewarded with several long breathy moans and a tightening of Kaiba's hands in his hair. The tangy taste of pre-come and the realisation that Kaiba really was enjoying this sent a sharp jolt straight to his own cock and he couldn't wait for Kaiba to return the favour. Even as he was contemplating this, he felt Kaiba's balls tightening under his hands and Kaiba let out a long low moan as he shot his seed deeply into Joey's willing mouth. Joey swallowed every single drop then continued to lave Kaiba's now wilting penis, wanting to make sure that he hadn't missed a single drop of that pearly essence. As he finished, satisfied that he hadn't missed any, he looked up to find that Kaiba was watching him with some amusement.



"Are you enjoying yourself there?" Kaiba asked with a small smile. Joey didn't think he'd ever seen Kaiba give a genuine smile before, at least not in his direction and he found that he liked it.



"Oh yeah," he replied with some satisfaction, "you?"



"You know it." Kaiba leaned back and let out a deep breath. "Where on Earth did you learn how do to that?" he asked.



Joey smirked. "Maybe I'm just a natural," he bragged, unable to resist turning Kaiba's words back on him.



"Idiot," Kaiba said almost fondly. "I'm serious though. I don't think I've felt this relaxed in a long time. It's much more satisfying than simply fighting."



Those words were like a bath of ice cold water to Joey's libido. Wordlessly he stood, turning away from the satisfied teen on the couch. He couldn't let Kaiba see how upset he was.



"Wheeler?" Kaiba asked with sudden concern. "What's wrong?"



"Damn it all Kaiba," Joey said, continuing to keep his back to the other, "I said I didn't want to be your stress relief and I meant it." He stormed across to the door which, to his relief, opened easily under his hand. He didn't think he could have taken Kaiba's mocking if he'd had to stay. He risked a look back at Kaiba who was struggling to tuck himself back into his pants while still sitting on the couch. "Just... stay away from me, OK?"



As the door began to close, Kaiba finally made it up up from the couch. "Joey wait!" he called, but it was too late. Joey was gone. He raced to the door once he'd got his trousers fully fastened, but the lift was already well on it's way down. As he re-entered his office he briefly considered calling the receptionist to ask her to get him to stop, but he was likely to blow straight past her without seeing what she wanted. Calling security and forcing him to come back would likely destroy whatever small trust there was left. No, it would be better to let him leave the building for now and he could track him down later. After all, the most likely place he would run to was the Game Shop.



Where else would the mutt go when he needed someone to talk to?