The Seven Year Itch

Title: The Seven Year Itch 3/3

Author: Velvetina

Rating: NC-17

Pairing(s): Seto/Jou, Jou/OC (Slight)

Beta: Daisey **Huggles** I am on my knees for what she has done for this chapter. I adore this lady and you all should too… heh you’re bound to already. But seriously the word ‘Goddess’ springs to mind.

Spoilers: None that I know about.

Disclaimer: Not mine at all…bugger.

Summary: ‘If someone who is in a permanent relationship gets the ~seven year itch~, they become restless with their relationship after about seven years and often want to start a sexual relationship with another person’…Will Jou succumb to the itch?
AN: There we go all done, I had fun with this fic **Blush** However, remind me to never attempt a lemon again.
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Jou stumbled slightly as his eyes locked with Taisuke’s and Seto’s arms came swiftly around his waist, holding him steady.
“Whoa, steady there,” the taller man said in a teasing tone. “You’re already shaky on your feet and you haven’t drunk anything!”
Jou laughed nervously. “Yeah, maybe it would be best if we just headed straight to the dance floor.”
“Katsuya! You know that I’ve got to at least be a little drunk to dance…” The brunette pouted and widened his eyes.
The blonde glared. “You’re acting exactly like Mokuba used to.”
Seto smirked. “And you always gave in to him when he pulled that stunt. So, off to the bar we go.” Without giving Jou time to protest again, Seto caught his wrist and dragged him in the direction of the bar.
As they sat down, Jou nervously looked around. He gave a soft sigh of relief when he saw that Taisuke was at the other end of the bar. Turning to his lover, he dropped a quick kiss on the brunette’s lips. “You know I adore you, right?” he whispered.
“I think I have an idea.”
Jou loved it when Seto’s eyes lit up with that soft warmth, the blue lightening to an almost turquoise colour. He ran his hands through his lover’s long, mahogany hair. “How did I ever get so lucky?”
Seto flashed a quick, cheeky grin. “By being a ~really~ great shag.”
Jou gaped for a moment; whilst the brunette’s personality had certainly mellowed over the years, it was rare for him to be so playful in public. He laughed and gave Seto a light tap on the thigh, which started a teasing fight of soft pinches and smacks.
They were drawn out of their ‘fight’ by a light voice behind them. “And what can I get you tonight?” Jou froze; when had Taisuke come up this end of the bar?
“Double vodka on the rocks for me, please;” Seto said with a light smile at the ebony haired man. Taisuke gave him a cool nod and then turned to Jou.
“What about you, cutie? Anything you would like?” The younger man literally purred and Jou swallowed shakily.
“A single scotch would be great.” Jou had a feeling he’d need the hard liquor to survive this night.
“Coming right up.” Taisuke licked his lips and shot Jou a quick wink. Apprehensively, the blonde shot a look at Seto, who had a confused look on his face. Hopefully, the brunette just assumed that the other man was overly flirtatious.
A minute later the violet eyed male deposited Seto’s vodka in front of him with an unceremonious clatter and then turned to Jou, making the blonde gulp. He definitely didn’t like the glint in those dark eyes.
“Here you go, Goldie.” Taisuke placed the glass down and dipped his index finger in the amber liquid. Bringing the finger to his lips, Taisuke sucked it with a soft moan. “Made sure you got the best we have. It really hits the spot.”
The bartender moved away with an extra wiggle in his hips and Jou slowly turned to his lover, who now had a distinctly sour expression. “I should report that man for acting so disrespectfully. It’s obvious that you’re here with me… not to mention I think nearly everyone in the world has read the articles about us. He’s got to know we’re together.”
Jou sweat dropped. “Now, Set’, he’s probably told to flirt or something. You know, keep the customers feeling good.”
“Maybe, and then again maybe not.” Seto’s eyes narrowed. “He’d better watch it though; otherwise, I’m going to get pissed. And, I’m not fun when I’m pissed, am I, Goldie?”
The blonde twitched at the venom in that last spat word. He hadn’t heard that tone directed at him since their high school days. Not wanting to push it he dutifully replied. “No, dear, you’re not.” There was a brief pause before Jou dared to speak again. “Why don’t we go dance?”
Seto snarled and downed his drink. “No, I think I’d like to drink a little more.” Jou winced as the glass was slammed down. “Come on, Goldie, drink up.” With a sigh the smaller man gave into his lover’s demand; after all, he really didn’t have a leg to stand on. And, he ~really~ didn’t want Seto to find out about last night.
As soon as Jou’s empty glass touched the countertop, Taisuke again came to stand in font of him. “Can I get a refill for you? Don’t want you going unsatisfied.”
Jou winced as he heard Seto’s sharp intake of breath. He nodded and Taisuke turned to go, but the blue eyed brunette leaned over the counter and tapped him on the shoulder. “Excuse me, but would you mind serving me and getting me two more vodkas?” Though Seto’s words were polite, the dislike in his tone was unmistakable. The younger man actually sent a sneer Seto’s way before flipping his ebony hair and walking off.
A tense silence fell between Jou and Seto while they waited for their drinks. As soon as they arrived, the brunette knocked one back. “Not that I’m saying you ~have~ to in any way, Babe,” the blonde said hesitantly, “But, don’t you think you should take it easy on the vodka? You know it gets you smashed.”
“Maybe I want to get drunk.” Seto growled, and Jou quickly backed off, taking a sip of his own drink.
“So, Goldie, how are you doing today?” Jou’s head shot up and he stared in disbelief at Taisuke, who was standing in front of him. While his mind was scrambling for an answer the cultured tones of his lover rang out.
“So, is it a requirement that you dress like a whore to work here, or do you just enjoy it?”
Violet eyes narrowed as they flittered to the tall brunette. “Just enjoy doing it,” the younger man said flippantly. “Especially as I’m young enough to still look good. Doesn’t take long for someone to get past it, you know.” Jou’s jaw dropped. That had been a seriously unfair comment.
Seto, however, took it in stride. “Yes, yes, you look like a walking wet dream for a pedophile. Are you sure you’re old enough to be working here?”
“I’m twenty one,” Taisuke snapped. “Hardly an age that would catch a pedophile’s interest. Though, I seem to excel at other types of men. Blondes particularly like me… yin and yang I guess.” Jou choked on his drink violently whilst the ebony haired man smirked.
“Or, it could simply be that the phrase ‘dumb blonde’ holds true. Or, maybe they think you are going to be a cheap date; that tacky vinyl outfit doesn’t really say ‘three dates and then a kiss’.”
Taisuke’s face went red. “How dare you? At least I’m not some stuck up, frigid asshole who neglects people.”
Seto paled and then downed his second vodka. “Right, I’ll show you frigid,” he growled. “Come on, Jou.”
The blonde yelped as he was dragged across the club to the dance floor. “Set…“ He was interrupted at the brunette’s lips came crashing down onto his.
After a moment, Seto pulled away and skated his mouth to Jou’s ear. Teeth tugged softly on the fleshy lobe and a husky voice rasped, “Come on, Lover. Let’s dance.” Jou groaned as large hands cupped his ass and roughly pulled him against a lean body. A nameless tune started to play with a heavy beat baseline and a fast melody.
Jou ran his hands up Seto’s back, swaying his hips in time to the melody, giving a quick bump and grind on the lower beat. The brunette groaned and quickly spun the smaller man away from him before tugging him back sharply. Now Jou’s back was pressed against Seto’s chest.
The taller male slipped one long leg between the blonde’s thighs, causing him to gasp and shift his weight. Jou kept up his undulating motions but moaned loudly when his lover started to move porcelain hands under his shirt. A choked cry exited the shorter man’s mouth when Seto started to suckle lightly on the juncture of his neck and long fingers suddenly pinched his nipples.
“Seto!” Jou’s eyes were wide as he arched his back dramatically, trying to get closer to the brunette’s touch.
“Shh, let go,” Jou cried out and bucked his hips up as one of Seto’s hands started to slide down his body. “Do you have any idea how much I want you right now? How do you do this to me?”
“I love you, Set, more than anything.” The last word came out as a high pitched yelp as the blonde’s groin was cupped and squeezed gently.
There was a low chuckle in his ear. “I know.” The hand on Jou’s arousal joined the other at his hips and, as Seto spun him around, he lifted his head, lips parting for the kiss he knew was coming. They continued their dance, rubbing against one another, joined at the mouth.
Finally, the song came to an end and Seto lifted his head. “I need to tell you something.” Seeing the serious look on his lover’s face, Jou nodded and followed him to one of the booths at the back of the club, trying to ignore the butterflies churning in his stomach.
Once they were sitting Jou leaned forward. “What’s up?”
Seto sighed heavily and ran a hand through his hair. “Jou, I… You know you are my world right? That, if I didn’t have you, my life would be meaningless?”
“I feel the same way about you, so yeah, I know.” Jou’s stomach sank; he definitely didn’t like where this was going.
“Last night you were seen here at this club. One of my business colleagues was here and he saw you.” The brunette had a grim look on his face.
“So you know…” Jou trailed off, unable to say it.
Seto met his gaze. “That you kissed the barman? Yes, I know.”
The blonde’s head reeled. What was he going to do? Feeling sick, Jou stood and dashed out of the club, ignoring Seto’s cry. Frantically, he dove into a taxi and said, “Kaiba Mansion.” As the car took off, Jou pressed the heels of his hands to his eyes. What was he going to do?
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Taisuke stood behind the bar and watched Seto Kaiba run out of the club after his fleeing lover. With a shake of his head, he headed into the staff room to take his break. How had he managed to get caught up in this mad scheme? The ebony-haired man chuckled. Oh that was right; he’d been promised a raise by the manager.
With a pleased groan, eyes fluttering shut, Taisuke sat on the couch and put his feet up on the low table. Why Kaiba had insisted he wore heels he’d never know. Maybe they were Jou’s fetish? Whilst pondering this thought the couch sank next to him as someone else sat down.
“You did well tonight,” came a low voice. Taisuke opened his eyes and gazed at Rush, the manager of Gravitation. Rush was a masterpiece to look at. His golden hair almost bordered on platinum and had lovely straight bangs that hung almost to his chin, nearly obscuring his eyes from sight. Said eyes were a rich chocolate colour, though, in times of overt emotion, they darkened to black. His left ear had five piercings that followed up the curve, and Taisuke also knew that he had a hoop through his right nipple.
“I always do well,” Taisuke said, and then he chuckled. “Though I do have to admit to getting quite concerned. I thought Kaiba was actually going to hit me at one point.”
Rush narrowed his eyes at him. “You were very bitchy. And if it hadn’t been for your flirting yesterday, the situation wouldn’t have arisen at all.”
“If it hadn’t been me, Jou would have found someone else. He was obviously confused about things. If anything, I helped him.” The ebony haired man shrugged and then continued. “Anyway, if you hadn’t been ignoring me recently, I wouldn’t have had to find somebody to flirt with to garner your interest. So, following your train of thought , it’s your fault that it all happened.”
Taisuke yelped as he was dragged onto Rush’s lap. “Well, I’m certainly not ignoring you now.”
‘No you’re not,’ Taisuke thought wildly as his was pulled into a slightly rough kiss.
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Jou stood in the bedroom at the mansion looking around desperately, tears falling from his eyes. There was a half sloppily packed bag sitting on the bed, and the blonde was trying to think of anything else he should take.
The large paneled oak door suddenly came crashing open. “Jou!” Seto staggered in and ran over to the blonde as soon as he caught sight of him. “Oh, Jou, thank god you’re still here.” He crushed him in a tight hug.
Jou pulled back slightly and looked at his lover’s face, which also had traces of tears on it. “Seto, you should let me go. I betrayed you.”
The brunette paid no mind to the other man’s words, and as his knees gave out, he slowly sank to the floor, his tight hold making the other fall with him. Finally, Seto spoke again. “No, Jou, you never betrayed me. You stopped! You realized what you were doing was wrong and you came back to me.”
“But Set…” Jou protested.
Soft lips silenced him and then the brunette caressed his cheek gently. “But nothing,” Seto whispered. “I will admit that, when I first found out, I was seriously pissed. They’re probably ~still~ cleaning up the debris from my office. But then I began to evaluate my behavior, trying to figure out why you’d do such a thing, and I realized that it was partly my fault. I ~have~ been neglecting you. Business has been so hectic recently that I got caught up and forgot that there is a world outside the company… That you were here waiting for me. And I knew that I would do anything to keep you.”
Jou felt his heart swell at this speech from his lover. “I love you, love you, love you,” he babbled, pressing himself against Seto’s chest.
The brunette softly pushed him away. “You may not be so happy with me when you hear the rest of the tale.” Amber eyes viewed him curiously. “You see, tonight was a set up. I went to ‘Gravitation’ this afternoon and spoke to the manager. He called Taisuke in, and we all spoke for a long time. I have to admit I was testing you. I wanted you to see me and Taisuke together, and I wanted to see who you’d choose.” A wry smile made its way to Seto’s lips. “I can’t really blame you for being tempted, either. He is an extraordinarily lovely creature.”
Jou blinked. He’d been set up? He supposed that he should feel angry about that but, at the moment, all he could do was feel relief that Seto still wanted him. “You. Every time I would choose you,” he murmured.
They embraced silently for a long time, each savoring the feel of the other. As he held his lover, Seto thought over the past seven years. He and Jou had been through a lot, a large portion of their angst stemming from his own issues and insecurities. Yet, despite everything, his lover had always stood by him… had always forgiven him, even the few times that he’d sworn up and down he wouldn’t. He’d been open, loving and giving, putting his own worries and doubts aside and concentrating on the brunette’s. ‘And, how have I repaid him?’ Seto thought, his arms subconsciously tightening around the other as he nuzzled the silken, blonde locks. ‘By letting my work take over my life again, and neglecting him… ~driving~ him away.’ As he felt Jou nestle into the crook of his neck, a wave of emotion flooded him, the gratitude and remorse eventually ebbing away, leaving only the overwhelming and undying love he held for the one in his arms. “Jou,”, he whispered softly, pulling away so that he could see his lover’s face, “I… I want you to take me.”
The blonde’s eyes snapped open. In their seven years together, Seto had never allowed him to be seme, and he’d always just assumed that it had something to do with the abuse the brunette had suffered at Gozaburo’s hands. He’d never asked about it; he’d just simply accepted it for what it was. And, the truth of the matter was, he loved the brunette too much for it to make a difference either way. Looking into the serious blue gaze, Jou whispered, “Are you sure?”
Hesitantly, Seto nodded, and Jou felt a rush of love run through him. Slowly, he stood up, bringing his lover with him; he gently kissed Seto and started to walk him backwards towards the bed.
Seto felt the edge of the bed bump into his knees and he lost his balance. He fell onto the soft mattress, his breath whooshing out of him as Jou crawled onto the bed after him.
The blonde pushed his partially-packed bag off the other side of the bed before sitting back on his knees to look down at Seto. He wanted to savor this moment; he’d never believed that Seto would actually agree to let him top. He licked his lips in anticipation and, crossing his arms in front of his chest, he grasped the bottom of his shirt, pulling it off in one smooth motion.
Seto bit his lip to hold back his moan when Jou’s chest came into view. He wasn’t really sure what to do; having always taken the dominant role, he felt at sea with his new position. The brunette almost considered backing out but, as he gazed at Jou, he realized how much this meant to his lover.
Jou looked down at him and frowned slightly. “You know, you don’t have to do this.”
Seto turned his head to this side and his eyes fluttered shut. “I know, but I want to.”
Jou watched as, bit by bit, his lover slowly closed himself off. Seto Kaiba, who was known through the world for being a hard ass, was beneath him, looking totally vulnerable. He didn’t know what Gozaburo had done to the brunette, but he wished the bastard was still alive so he could have the pleasure of killing him.
The blonde slid his hands up his lover’s sides until he reached the bottom of the tight tank top. Seto sat up slightly to help Jou slide off the shirt. Once it had been disposed of, the blonde leaned forward and placed a row of kisses along the pale collarbone. The taller man gasped and arched his back off of the bed.
Jou ran his hand softly down the slim torso, smiling as Seto mewled. “Got to love your sensitive skin.”
The brunette let a grin curve up his lips as he nodded in agreement. Groaning at the vision, Jou flipped a leg over his lover’s waist and straddled him. Seto writhed when the blonde attacked his chest with his lips, nipping and sucking anywhere available. Loosing a loud cry, he firmly pushed his feet into the mattress and arched into his lover, both men groaning lowly as their erections brushed together through their clothing.
Again Jou lowered his head, parting his lips as he pressed them against the brunette’s. Eagerly, Seto’s tongue slipped into his mouth, probing every crevice. The blonde’s head spun with pleasure. His right hand found one of his partner’s nipples and he tweaked it gently, smirking when the taller man screamed. He’d been delighted when he’d found out that Seto’s nipples were extra-sensitive. One soft stroke to them and his lover was a pile of goo.
Elegant hands trailed up Jou’s back, caressing the tanned skin, one pausing to stroke the hairs at the nape of his neck. The blonde trembled and removed his mouth from his lover’s, shifting down the body beneath him so that he could take one rosy nipple into his mouth. Seto let out a whine when Jou began to suck, and his nails raked down his partner’s back, leaving faint lines.
Jou pulled back and, grinning lasciviously, he dropped his hands to the waistband of the brunette’s leather trousers. “I think it’s about time these came off,” he rasped. Seto showed his agreement by lifting his hips off the bed, and the blonde flicked the metal button open and carefully pulled the zipper down, mindful of the prominent bulge beneath. Grunting slightly, he proceeded to remove the trousers, finding that he had to literally peel them from Seto’s legs. Finally the brunette was naked beneath him and, with a flourish, Jou threw the pants over his shoulder.
Seto opened his mouth to complain about the fact Jou was still in his jeans, but intended words came out as a soft moan when he felt teeth start to nibble on one of his hipbones. “You need to eat more, Lover,” the blonde chided. “You’re far too thin.”
Again Seto’s response was silenced, this time by a wet heat surrounding his erection. “Oh my god! Jou!” The blonde chuckled in delight, and Seto gasped as the vibrations ran through him. Jou pulled his head back and then tilted it forward again swiftly, making sure his bangs fell down to tickle at the brunette’s thighs. His tanned hands ran up to Seto’s nipples and he tweaked them both slightly roughly. The taller man almost came off the bed as he screamed in pleasure.
Seto felt the loss when, as Jou sat back, the air hit his wet member. “Don’t move an inch,” the blonde commanded, and Seto wildly wondered where, exactly, his lover expected him to go.
Jou rolled off the bed and stretched, his head spinning slightly. He kept his eyes trained on Seto as he worked his jeans and boxers off. His lover made a delectable picture with his porcelain skin delicately flushed, his endless legs spread and his kiss-swollen lips parted in a soft pant. Moving swiftly, he went to the dresser and pulled out a tube of lubricant.
When he reached the bed again, he crawled onto the mattress and settled between Seto’s parted legs. Wanting to make sure he could see exactly what was happening, the brunette propped himself up on his elbows. When Jou popped open the cap, Seto couldn’t help but exhale shakily . Concerned amber eyes looked up. “Are you sure you’re okay with this, Set’? Because now is the time to tell me to stop.”
Seto looked down at the man he loved with all of his heart. The man he knew really would stop if he asked him to. The man he would never ask to stop. “I’m fine,” he whispered.
Jou smiled widely and pulled himself up to give Seto a quick kiss before dropping back down between his legs. “This will feel weird at first and may hurt a bit, but I promise it will also feel great.” He squeezed a liberal amount of lube onto his hand and coated three fingers. With another reassuring glance at his lover, he gently probed the brunette’s puckered entrance before slipping his index finger in.
The taller man held himself perfectly still as Jou caressed his passage. It was an odd feeling to have something inside of him, but it was not necessarily bad. As Seto began to relax his muscles, the blonde started to thrust his finger. Soon a second finger joined the first and scissored inside him. He bit his lip at that sensation and then screamed in surprise and pleasure when Jou crooked his fingers, hitting something wonderful.
“That, Babe, was your prostate.” The blonde grinned cheekily and Seto glared at him. He knew it was his prostate; he’d found it often enough in Jou, hadn’t he? Abruptly, he let out a hiss, his glare melting away when his partner inserted a third finger. Immediately Jou halted his actions. “It’s okay. Just relax, and you’ll be fine.” Soft lips pressed kisses to his thighs.
Seto forced himself to not tense and, finally, Jou started to move his fingers again, pushing firmly at his prostate on every thrust. Soon the blonde removed his fingers altogether, and Seto whined at the loss, managing to focus his lust-hazed eyes enough to see his lover spreading lube over his erection.
“Lay back, Set.” Jou’s eyes looked like molten gold and, slowly, he lay back down. The blonde hooked Seto’s legs over his arms and shifted them upwards, letting one leg drop to fully expose the brunette’s entrance. Taking a deep breath, Jou positioned his cock head at the puckered opening. “Just relax, Babe, and everything will be fine.”
As he pushed in, Seto gritted his teeth against the burning sensation. Jou stopped once his head had breached the tight ring, and he waited for his lover’s muscles to loosen up before pushing forward another inch. Soothingly, he stroked Seto wherever his hands could reach whilst the brunette concentrated on breathing and relaxing. Finally, he was completely sheathed inside his lover. “Are you okay?”
Seto winced and, when he spoke, his voice was hoarse. “Yes. It’s not ~too~ bad. Just give me a minute.” Jou nodded, and the brunette took a moment to assess how he was feeling. The burning sensation was starting to wear off, and the uncomfortably full sensation was giving way to joy at finally being joined with his lover in every possible way.
He shifted his hips slightly, and then gasped at the sensation. Jou took the hint and smoothly drew back and then pushed in again, causing the brunette to moan at the resulting friction.
The pair found a comfortable rhythm, Seto lifting his hips up just as Jou thrust in, making a deeper penetration possible. Feral moans and grunts filled the room, and Seto could feel something building deep within him. Just then, Jou angled up as he thrust, and the brunette screamed with pleasure as his prostate was struck dead on.
Noting the cry, Jou made sure to hit that spot with every drive he made. He snaked his free hand to Seto’s erection, giving his lover double stimulation. He began to move harder and faster, and it was all the brunette could do to keep up. The pressure inside him continued to grow and, when Jou gave a particularly hard thrust, he couldn’t hold back any longer.
Seto saw white as he came. He arched off the bed, and his inner muscles clamped down on his lover’s shaft. The blonde groaned and thrust once more before coming deep inside his lover, his body quivering. Weakly, Jou rested on his elbows above Seto, desperately trying to get his breath back.
For a long moment they lay in the aftermath, and then Jou leaned back, withdrawing from Seto’s body. The brunette gave a low whine when he felt the loss; he’d like being connected to his lover. The blonde dropped a kiss on his brow before moving towards the bathroom.
When he returned, Jou was holding a damp cloth, and he’d washed Seto’s seed from his stomach. Tenderly, he cleaned up his lover before dropping the cloth on the bedside cabinet and clambering back into bed. Laying on his side, he pulled Seto to him, nuzzling his neck softly. “I love you, Seto Kaiba.”
The brunette gave a contented sight and murmured back, “I love you too, Katsuya Jounouchi.”
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A year later Katsuya Jounouchi and Seto Kaiba were married in a quiet civil service. Among their groomsmen were Taisuke and Rush. Over the past twelve months, the two couples had become good friends, and the manager and his bartender had just married the week before. The CEO and his partner were reported as looking ‘nauseatingly happy’ and Jou chuckled when he read that. Maybe he was ~nauseatingly~ happy, but he had Seto and that’s all that mattered to him.

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AN: There you go that’s all folks! **Smile** I hope you enjoyed this little fic I. Anyway onto the reviewer replies,

Sammei: Thank you for reviewing all of the way through this and I’m glad that you’ve enjoyed it! **Smile** Yeah, I was going for realistic but cute when I wrote how Seto and Jou got together so I’m glad it was a success. I hope you find this a nice ending!

Anon: Lol, here’s the update… hope you liked

Sekre: Aww come on you just know Jou ain’t gonna keep his cool… oh wait you probably have read the chapter already. Hee. Bless Jou, he really is a sweetie. Thanks for reviewing.

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