The Heat of Your Touch

AN: I had a writer’s block for some time, but when I finished one chapter of one of my stories on ff.net, the block disappeared (thank God!)

I was listening to “Blood Red Skies” by Judas Priest, so I recommend you to listen to it while reading this chapter.

Anyway, I hope you’ll enjoy this and PLEASE review afterwards.

Love you all,
Yaoi flame
And thanks for being faithful readers and reviewers!

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Joey’s POV

I can still feel the blood in my mouth…It is everywhere! I want to wash my mouth, to scrub every millimeter, but I cannot move…Somehow, a strange force is keeping me down…

I can still feel that awful taste of salt on the tip of his cock. The way his eyes were looking at me from above… I just can’t erase it…

I killed him, but I feel that he will live forever here…in my mind, in my memories…

He…Seto…he loves me…And I can still feel the taste of betrayal in my mouth, the moment I accepted Dan’s false friendship. The moment I doubted in Seto’s love and honesty.

I can remember horror in his eyes and I am still screaming from inside, I want to burn my skin, to decontaminate my body from Dan’s poisonous touch…I want to punish myself for not believing that the cold hearted moneybags was doing his best to protect me…

I never believed him and now I’m ruined, I’m insane…He will never accept me like this. And if he accepts me, I won’t allow myself to give in again. I would only hurt him. The idea I belonged to another man, even if it was by force… It would be better if I leave him for good. I hope he’ll understand one day how I sacrificed.

He sacrificed.

He killed me.

I can still remember Seto’s touches, gentle and rough.

I can feel his harsh movements inside me, hurting me like hell, yet giving me a heavenly joy…

I’d die to be in his arms again, untouched like a virgin girl.

Sometimes I wish he was my first. But things will never change.

Things are always screwed up when it comes to us.

Just…it’s not meant to be…

Like a silent force…something is blocking us and I can still feel his magnetic gaze, his magic hands and his voice that I still hear, somewhere, in the distance…

I can’t move my body…I feel like I’m floating. I wish I was dead because this is pure torture…

I want to move my body, yet somehow I can’t.

I want to call out his name, yet I can’t remember…how to use my mouth that way.

I want to burn my skin, I’m dirty for him now. I’m just a shadow of my former self. I don’t exist anymore…I’m nobody…

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Normal POV

“Is he awake?”

“I think he is not. He always keeps his eyes opened. The doctor said that he’s sleeping with opened eyes.”

“Poor guy. I hope that Kaiba Seto would dump him after all of that.”

“Why? You’re hoping for something?”

“Who knows? Maybe someday, somebody else (and why not me) will conquer his heart. Better than this guy, anyway.”

“Ha, ha! You’re so cruel! Have you ever imagined what he went through? I heard that Kaiba Seto was forced to watch all of that.”

“Poor guy, he’ll refrain from sex for very long…”

“Ok, back to work. Check his vital signs and let’s go.”

A moment of silence.

“He’s fine, let’s go check on Kaiba-sama.”

And the voices were fading in his mind.
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Seto’s POV

Joey? Where’s Joey?! Please let me see him! Dan! Where’s Dan?!

Where am I?!

Please, please! Don’t hurt him…!

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Normal POV

He woke up screaming. Again that dream.

Like he was going through that for the second time. It was so realistic.

The team of doctors surrounded his bed, checking his vital functions, while one of the nurses gave him the sedative.

“I need to see him” he said with unusually low voice. His face was unusually pale and he was still in a state of shock. His eyes were widened, threatening to pop out of his head. He was one tired and desperate young man, unready for the things that happened to him.

There was one thing he had learned during Gozaburo’s torture: You will never get used to cruelties of life.

Gozaburo was right, he had to admit. The man knew perfectly well what he was saying.

After this, both he and Joey would have PTSD, it was for sure. And he was aware of that fact. He was already ready to take care of his fallen lover, to make the ground and the sky touch each other, to make everything possible.

Maybe he was exaggerating with security measures, but it was only out of pure love and worry. It turned out to be wrong.

“Relax, sir. You’ll see Mr. Wheeler when the time for that comes.”

“I want to see him now. How much do you ask? Five hundred bucks? A thousand?” he was very weak and it was funny seeing that kind of a man to bribe somebody.

The doctor smiled and ordered the staff to leave the room.

“Six hundred would be enough” he said when they left.

Kaiba smiled in despise. “Of course. I’ll arrange with Roland, my assistant, to give you six hundred in cash.” They shook hands, much to Seto’s utter disgust. That moment he wished he was dead.

“He should wake up in about an hour. I’ll arrange the visit for you.” The doctor said and left the room.

Seto sunk into the white pillows, feeling tired and exhausted. He closed his eyes.

Flashback

“Touch me…there…” Joey groaned. Kaiba touched him where he said.

They were making love the whole night, with short pauses between each time.

Both of them were insatiable, digging nails into each other’s skin, biting and licking, kissing and teasing the delicate skin.

“Here…” Joey directed his hand.

Kaiba bit his lip, totally turned on.

“Wouldn’t it be nice if we died like this, huh?”

“What do you mean?”

“Like this…we come at the same time and die during the orgasm into each other’s arms. That is the best death ever…No pain, no suffer…Just…endless joy…Ah…Yes, there, touch me…the-there…”

“That would be the best death ever…But it’s too early to think about that…”

“Someday, Seto…I’d love to die together with you…Whenever.”

Kaiba smiled in pain. His heart ached. Why was Joey thinking about something so morbid? They were too young to think about death.

Still, he was glad Joey loved him that much.

He stroked the cock of his beloved eagerly, making him reach his climax very soon.

Joey arched his back, digging nails into Seto’s arms, as the brunette was pumping faster and faster second after second.

“Mmmm, Seeeto!” he gasped, releasing his seed into Seto’s hand.

Elegant mouth opened and he shoved the index finger into the mouth, sucking on it seductively.

Joey was looking at that sight all dazed and amazed by the grace of his lover.

When Kaiba finished with that finger, he moved to other fingers, that were covered with Joey’s salt sperm.

Moon was watching them from outside, illuminating their sweaty bodies.

Kaiba hugged his beloved, kissing the back of his neck gently, then he reached to his ear and whispered:

“I’d love to die with you when we become grumpy old men and Mokuba grows enough to be independent.”

Joey smiled. “I never thought you’d say such big words, Seto.”

“You know nothing about me, pup.” he whispered huskily.

Then Joey became aware that Seto was hard as rock and he released himself from Kaiba’s hug, reaching down to satisfy him.

End flashback

And the memory of that night made him think about death and sex. Would he be able to make love to Joey again? Did sex matter so much?

Was he ready to see his boyfriend? He heard that his face was all in bandages, that he was sleeping with opened eyes, still in strong state of shock. His anus has been operated and he’s lost a lot of blood due to the merciless raping. His skin was torn by whip that Dan was using on him. The doctors wondered if he’d ever be able to talk again. But that was completely relative thing.

The most important thing was they remained alive.

Or was it their curse?

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He wasn’t even sure what was real and what was not. He didn’t see the purpose of life anymore, when he recalled all the bad things that happened to him and to ones that he loved.

Life was one big irony, if not the sarcasm. Life was everything dark, something completely unnecessary, according to Seto. But once again, he had to handle the pressure and live for Mokuba and Joey. Once again, he had to sacrifice.

Amber eyes blinked at last.

Then they widened when they saw Seto sitting in the wheelchair beside his bed.

He was completely aware where he was, according to smell and that awful conversation he witnessed.

He was dreaming awake. He was in total state of denial and shock, but in the end, the defeating truth descended upon him, giving him back his memory.

“Your legs…” he whispered.

“They’re fine. Just temporary exhaustion.” said Seto calmly, trying to sound as pleasant as possible.

“The taste…” Joey whispered, “It’s still inside me…I can feel it. I screwed up.”

Kaiba said nothing. It was hard to talk about Dan’s cock in Joey’s mouth, the blood pouring down the blonde’s lips and its awful taste.

“The blood…I need to wash it! I need to…to…to… It burns me…” he was whispering.

Kaiba was afraid Joey would soon fall into hysteria.

He had enough time to read about PTSD. It’s been seven days now, since they had been rescued by Roland and some of his men.

He knew that they would be marked for life, endless agony and sudden flashbacks. More hallucinations than flashbacks.

They would never find their peace.

But there was another good thing Gozaburo had taught him and that was to never give up.

And he was ready to fight, he had to. It was in his blood. He had learned to control everything inside him and around him.

They would be fine, he was ensuring himself. But was his fate in that strong enough?

“There is no taste, Joey. They cleaned your mouth a week ago. Everything is over.”

The blonde looked at him.

“I can’t move…”

“It’s because of sedative. You’ll be able to move again very soon. But I’m afraid you’ll be in serious pain for some time.”

“I know.”

Why did he have to be so realistic? Joey hated him for that.

There was time for little pathetic speeches.

“I’ll take care of you.”

“Yeah, right.” Joey rolled his eyes. “Please leave.”

He couldn’t look in those eyes anymore, the eyes of the man he betrayed.

‘It would be better if I disappear from your life. I’m a lame excuse for a dog.’

“Ok, I’ll visit you tomorrow.”

“No! You don’t understand. Don’t you ever come here again. Or wherever I am.”

“What?”

“The world shattered around us, and the pictures will never fade. Would you like to live with a raped man, who took that cock in his mouth, who bit it off, who was fucked so damn hard, so hard and brutal?”

“Stop it!” Kaiba grabbed his ears, “I don’t want to listen!”

“The truth always hurts you, Seto!” Joey weakly hissed, “But why don’t you try to accept it for a change? Leave me and never look back.”

“Stop saying that!”

“We’re marked for good. I’m just a scum. You don’t need me.”

“Stop it!”

“Please leave.” Joey turned his head to the wall.

He said that so calmly that he enraged Kaiba.

Somehow Kaiba collected the strength in all that chaos, and jumped on Joey’s bed, wrapping his skinny hands around the blonde’s neck.

“Do you still want us to die together?”

“Se….” Joey was gurgling, unable to fight back.

“Don’t you ever say it! Don’t you dare say it! Stop it!”

The nurses heard the screams and called for some men to help them separate Seto from Joey.

“Don’t separate me form him! You’ll never leave me!” Seto was screaming and tossing, “Don’t you dare say it!”

Joey was coughing badly and shaking.

“You won’t be his! I won’t let it, Joey” his mind was in dark, only images of Dan were in front of his eyes, “I won’t let you take him from me!!!” he was screaming as they were returning him back to his room.

Joey was calmed down by another dose of sedatives.

“Why are you drugging me like this…” he asked one of the nurses, “Every time you rape me…Why didn’t you…kill me...when you…?” he rolled his eyes, his voice trailing off. This time he closed his eyes as he was falling asleep.

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The next time he opened his eyes, he was tied to the bed. He didn’t like it. But he was rich enough to get rid of those thingies.

He paid the doctors to release him from the hospital. He couldn’t take it any longer. Why staying when they stopped allowing him to see Joey?

And then he saw the light. The light in shape of a teenage boy that was waiting for him at home.

He grabbed the boy, digging his face into his neck, falling on the porch together with him.

He was crying endlessly, when his barriers finally fell.

The boy wasn’t asking. He just hugged his older brother. He was there to save him. To save him from insanity.

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TBC…?