Fall from Eden

Fall from Eden

Chapter 2

prologue, ch 1-4, epilogue

Warnings: Swearing, sex, ya, the usual. Very casual and random sex. You have been warned.

Exclaimer: I do not own Yugioh, for one thing I am Canadian not Japanese, and not wealthy. This is for fun. not profit. Eee, bleh, bleh, bleh. Eh?

Reviewers: I adore you all. For the record the Japanese phrases in the first chapter mean: Do you understand Japanese? And Jou’s answer is yes, he does. I thought the idea was obvious but then this is clear in my head so I am not exactly unbiased.

On with the show!


“What the fuck?” Jou couldn’t believe what he was seeing. The auburn hair man he had just randomly laid last night was Kaiba, Seto Kaiba. Lord knows it was just Jou’s luck to find out that he had fucked his favorite enemy from High School.

“I don’t believe this,” Seto shook his head in horror. “Get off of me, Mutt.”

“Still name calling?” Jou raised an eyebrow. “What the Hell was with that, Kaiba? Last I checked, you ain’t the type to fuck someone had random.”

“Oh, and you are?” Seto growled. This was a nightmare. No one was ever supposed to know about this. Even Mokuba didn’t know that he was still sleeping around. “Get off of me!”

“No,” Jou shook his head. “This was the first time I’ve just screwed someone at random. And I don’t think I’m gonna get, SETO, not until you tell me what the hell is up with ya!”

“That is none of your business,” Seto glared and forced himself into the sitting position. “I’m going back to my hotel.”

“Shit!” Jou exclaimed and pinned Seto by the shoulders. “This is nothing to you! Do you do this a lot? What kind of an idiot are you?”

“Where do you get off telling me I’m an idiot!?” Seto squirmed.

“Do you know what could happen?” Jou brushed Seto’s hair off of his face. “Someone could really hurt you. What the hell would Mokuba do then?”

“Mokuba does not know about this!” Seto froze. Despite his rage, the old adolescent infatuation he had had with the damn what was brimming in the back of Seto’s might. There was also a strange pleasure in the concern and soft gesture from the pesky duelist.

“He will when I tell him,” Jou countered grimly. “Shit, promiscuity is not a good idea, Seto...”
“You are not telling Mokuba!” Seto basically freaked out. He completely missed the use of his personal name and fought to get Jonouichi off of him.

Jou kept his calm and exerted all of his strength to hold Seto Kaiba down without hurting the struggling executive. After several minutes of fighting, Seto collapsed panting and just glowered up at Jonouichi. For his part Jou gave Seto a weak smile a gave the object of his adolescent affection a gentle stroke on the head.

“I won’t tell the kid,” Jou kissed Seto on the forehead and sat back.. “If you go into therapy. This ain’t healthy buddy.”

“I’m already in therapy!” Seto gaped the second he realized what he had said, and covered his face with his hand.

“What happened Seto?” Jou looked down at his last night’s stand with concern. “And don’t bother bitching at me for calling ya by yer first name, we just had sex that is pretty damn personal.”

Seto gave Jou a very cold look and sighed: “Gozaburo was a bastard. But you already know that after all that shit with Noa.”

“And he worked you like a dog,” Jou nodded and frowned. Seto had paled, and his eyes were shut. To Jou who had watched Yugi’s darker half struggle with a personal darkness. “He didn’t just work you did he?”

“I need to go back to my hotel,” Seto whimpered at the wave of memories that attacked him Gozaburo on him, in him. His adoptive father’s friends taking turns with his pre-teen, then teen body. Finally the very last day of Gozaburo’s life. Seto had still been raw from the last night’s orgy. Now Gozaburo dared to suggest bringing Mokuba into it. After all he had been through, after every promise to leave Mokuba alone. Seto still didn’t remember what exactly what had happened after that final victory over Gozaburo. The last thing he really remembered was Gozaburo on the driveway dead from the fall from the window. Had Seto pushed him? The young CEO still wasn’t certain but he wouldn’t regret it even now if he had.

“Shh. Baby...” Jou wiped the tears that Seto did not even know he was shedding off of his cheeks.

“I need my pills,” Seto shivered and was grateful that Jou had allowed him to roll onto his side. He was starting to hyperventilate.

“Shit your having panic attack!” Jou rubbed Seto’s back and did his best to calm the soon hysterical CEO. After several minutes Jou half lay over Seto’s stilled body. The blond’s arm was around Seto’s side. He listen to Seto’s slowing breaths. “I’ll give you a lift over to your hotel. But then we need to talk. You have post traumatic stress disorder don’t you?

“Yes,” Seto hung his head, he was humiliated that his secret had come out.

“Don’t worry about it, Baby,” Jou helped Seto to his feet and started gathering their clothing. “I’m not about to tell anyone about yer health concerns.”

“ Since when to you get to call me Baby?” Seto changed the subject and regained his mask of arrogance.

“You get to call me Mutt,” Jou smiled and tossed Seto his pants. “It’s only fair. But before we go, a shower would be a good plan.”

“Fair enough,” Seto found his own shirt. “And I do not mean about the Baby comment. Who goes first?”

“We’re gonna go together,” Jou took hold of Seto’s arm and directed him to the bathroom. “Fer one thing, you just had a panic attack and still aren’t right on your feet.”

“I’m fine...,” Seto argued before Jou cut him off:

“Ya, fine.... Fucked-up, insecure, neglected, entity. Ya, yer just fine.”

“And what pray tell gives you the experience, or knowledge to psychoanalyze me?” Seto regained his trademark glare and leveled it heavily on Jou.

“It’s freakin’ obvious,” Jou took Seto’s clothes from him and helped him into the shower. “No one is invincible, Baby, not even you. I’m amazed that you don’t have even more issues.”

Seto frowned and remained quite. He had always thought that he had too many issues with his past but after some consideration, Seto had to admit that he really was remarkable well balance. Weaker people would have broken under the strain of Seto’s life. But then again, Gozaburo had taught Seto very carefully the consequences of weakness.

While Seto continued his inner monologue, Jou stepped into the shower and turned on the water. It was still at the same temperature as it was when Jou had showered before his night out. Seto straightened at the first impact of the water but quickly relaxed. Without any hesitation, Jou began washing Set’s back. Though the CEO resisted the intimate gesture at first, he in the end could not fine the muscle to complain. Jou had no scruples of where he ran his soapy hands. Seto felt still some what drained from his panic episode and could not prevent his bodies reaction to Jou tender touch. The thinner man shivered underneath Job’s caresses. As Jou gently cleaned Seto’s penis, he could feel it harden as a result of his ministrations. Jou to held himself grow hotter with the submissive position Seto was in.

“Mutt,” Seto released a slow breath. “Stop. Hmm.... Fuck it. If you stop I will shove that soap down your bloody throat.”
“You sure?” Jou paused from his task, and tilted Seto’s head up to face him. “You’re pretty upset...”

“And now you’ve made me hot so keep on with it,” Seto grabbed Jou’s free hand and returned it to his semi-erect member. “Or have you gone chicken on me.”

“So immature, Seto-baby,” Jou purred. He kept his one hand on Seto’s crouch and squeezed and pumped his old nemesis’s penis. At the same time Jou kept Seto’s face tilted up with is other hand and immediately began his attack on Seto’s exposed neck. “But Baby if this is what you want....”

“Yes!” Seto gasped. “This what I want!”

Jou held Seto close and continued his ministrations. Before long Seto was panting and relying totally on Jou and the bath tub wall for support. Soon Seto was begging Jou for release.

“Damn it, Mutt... Please... Kami... Ass... Fuck...”

Knowing Seto was close, Jou flipped him around and lowered Seto to the floor. Kneeling between Seto’s shivering white thights, Jou took Seto’s aching member and began sucking him off.

Seto craned his head back and let off a long moan and cry. There was no doubt in the fogged remains of Seto’s mind that Jou had one of the most talented mouths that he had ever had the pleasure to encounter. The hot wet orifice that sucked, nipped and squeezed his absolutely aching manhood destroyed the last of Seto’s fragmented control. It took no time at all for Seto to reach the edge.

“Oh Kami! Kahh. Kats... Katsuya!” Seto cried. Jou actually smiled as he swallowed Seto’s hot release. He had not ever expected to ever hear Seto crying out his name, let alone his given name, not even in his most erotic and outlandish dreams. Seto went limp beneath Katsuya. The Mutt licked his lips then smiled down at the pile of orgasmic bliss beneath him. He could have just left it there but he now had his own “problem” to deal with and he hoped to deal with it in Seto. Katsuya kissed first Seto’s neck and then took him into a soul rending kiss. Seto still in the afterglow of orgasm reciprocated with enthusiasm.

The Dragon’s and the Wolf’s tongues battled for dominance. Katsuya won the battle and ravaged Seto’s mouth with all due passion. His hands were everywhere and Seto returned to that haze of pleasure. Far too soon the pair had to separate or suffocate. As Seto panted in an attempt to catch his breath, Katsuya knelt above Seto and ran his hands along his lover’s soft, pale thighs. Giving Seto a soft his on the mouth, Katsuya shifted his hand and took hold of Seto’s legs and lifted them up and pressed them down against Seto’s own chest. The CEO’s eyes were wide and dilated, and he was squirming lightly in anticipation. Katsuya covered Seto’s torso and throat and face with kisses, and nips. All the while he was coating his fingers in soap.

“Ohhh.....” Seto moaned like a wanton whore as Katsuya eased first one artistic finger and then another. The blond took great care to prepare Seto thoroughly considering their previous night’s activities. Seto was pushing against Katsuya’s hand still moaning as the Mutt scissored his fingers and added a third. The Mutt wriggled his fingers about brushing that mind numbing of all nerve bundles.

“Hmm, Mutt,” Seto keened. “Please, oh, oh Kami...”

“What do ya want me ta do Baby Dragon?” Jou teased and pushed his fingers deeper into Seto’s hot, tight ass before nearly withdraw his digits completely.

“You God-damn...” Seto groaned. He wanted to resist, he wanted to yell for Jou to fuck of but instead he begged: “Oh fuck me. Kami-sama, Mutt. Mutt fuck me so deep, I won’t be want to walk for a week!”

“Really, Baby?” Katsuya leaned in so he was nearly nose to nose with Seto, while he covered his tool in the thick soap. “Do ya want me to fuck you all day long?”

“Oh, yes!” Seto cried as Katsuya entered him in one hard, deep thrust, Katsuya did not stop until he had seated himself completely in Seto hot gripping core.

“Fuck you are tight!” Katsuya pressed his face into Seto’s neck and held Seto’s thighs firmly against Seto’s chest. Katsuya drove deeper and harder with every thrust, each time striking Seto’s prostate.

“Unhh! Mutt! Katsuya! Oh Kami, deeper. Harder!” Seto cried in the throws of passion. “Fuck me harder! Fuck me faster, Katsuya!”

Not one to disappoint, Katsuya increased the speed and force of his thrusts; at the same time, Katsuya took hold of Seto’s new erection and pumped his lover in time with each deep, mind numbing thrust. Jou felt his climax coming and began driving in and out of Seto like a primal beast. He gripped the CEO’s engorged member and pumped his lover to completion.

“I’m cumming! Oh Kami-sama! Katsuya!” Seto arched his head back and paled. His climax was earth shattering. He felt Jou’s thrusts become almost brutally fast and hard, completely without rhythm or control.

“Seto!” Jou bit into Seto’s shoulder and came hard into his lover in several short, jagged thrusts. “Oh, Baby...”

Katsuya collapsed onto Seto as he released his lover’s legs. So exhausted the Mutt did not even bother to removing his deflating phallus. Seto eased himself back, freeing himself from the Mutt’s tool and then relaxed his legs. Katsuya panted breathlessly against Seto’s white collarbone. Neither moved again as they drifted off. It wasn’t until the water became cold that Jou stirred quickly cleaned them both up before picking Seto up.

“This time we are going to sleep in the bed,” Jou kissed Seto’s neck. The CEO made a soft murmur and exposed his neck further.

“We were supposed to go to my hotel.,” Seto scolded Jou with stern look.
“You said I could fuck you all day,” Jou dropped Seto unceremoniously onto the bed and gave him a feral grin. “And that is exactly what I intend to do.”

End.

A/N: To make this clear, sex is not a treatment for anxiety attacks or for emotional issues. This is just a pleasant distraction for Seto to take before I make him face his demons.

No flames please. Whether the boys are o of c or not is not of great concern to me right now. They are many years older than they were in the series and they are doing what I want them to; so let’s just call it artistic license.


P.S. I'm half done... Scary...