Source of Eternal Frustration

[Hello there

This is third chapter. We’ll see how it works :)

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It kept me going!

First try at writing a lemon. (VERY scary!)

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I will have to add warnings to this chapter:

Whatever goes with male-on-male sex, you can paint yourself a picture and figure out if it is something you wish to read ;) .





Surprise



Jou took a slightly shaky breath. Okay.. Practical Joke, Round 2!

He looked at the hand that had previously occupied the door-lock as it traveled across his stomach to his opposite side, bringing the body behind him closer, and making him a great deal more uncomfortable. Unfortunately this not only in the my-limits-are-crossed kind of way, but also in the form of feeling slightly excited. Not that his dick had reacted yet, thank god, but he could feel the excitement like small sparks in his stomach. A quiet voice, so unlike his normal one said



“Kaiba, what are you doing?”



He prick didn’t even answer, he just snorted and began running his other hands fingertips over Jous neck, almost like he was looking for something.



“Where is it Mutt?”



The tone was hard, and Kaiba’s fingers lightly pinched the skin at the nape of Jounoichi’s tender neck, which resulted in goosebumps all over his neck and shoulder. The flood of tingles continued all the way down his arms. Tiny blond hairs could be seen, standing up.



“What it you bastard?”



Kaiba kept running his fingers over a particular spot on his neck, and then it clicked inside Jous head.



‘He’s looking for that damn mark!’



The once forgotten struggling commenced and Kaiba tightened his grip around Jou. He growled warningly in his ear.



“You do know that I can make you experience incredible pain, and nobody would be able to find a trace on your body, right?”



Many people had threatened Jou in this manner in the past, but there was something about Kaibas voice and the underlying cold matter-of-fact way he said it, that made Jou stop struggling.



“Good boy”



An angry growl escaped Jou at that comment, but he made no move. Kaiba never said something like that unless he meant it. But like hell if he was gonna cooperate with him.



“Well, now that we are at our best behavior, why can’t I find that pretty little mark I left on you last time?”



No matter what predicament he was faced with, Jous mouth always outran his brain.



“You’re the genius, figure it out.”



Kaiba growled and grabbed his left arm, twisting it behind his back and pushing in a way that forced Jou against the door. With his left cheek pressed against the door, he good vaguely make out the outline of Kaiba with the edge of his right eye vision.



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The brunette ground against Jou's ass a bit, but restrained himself. Answers first.

He leaned down and bit on a tempting earlobe. Then soothed it with small suckles that earned him a gasp and tensing of the blond beneath him.

 

“How did you get rid of it?” Kaiba demanded.



“Make-up you stupid prick!”



Off course. He let go of the blonds waist with his right arm and grabbed offending arm. Then left hand was free to reach out for some paper, turn on the cold tab and soak it. Then with great care he started soaking the area where his mark should be. After some scrubbing, water, paper and patience the mark was soon back in its full glory.

He smirked and gave it a peck. Maybe he should refresh it, just in case?



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Kaiba pressed him against the door and pressed himself against his ass again. What was this guys thing for his ass?! Suddenly pressure was gone again, and someone was breathing on his ear. Jou let go of a surprised gasp as Kaiba bit his earlobe and the sucked on it. He tensed.



“How?”



Still stuck on that stupid missing mark? He couldn’t very well kick his ass in the position he was on right now. Well, he would have to settle for insulting.



“Make-up you stupid prick!”



And he had, however briefly, outsmarted Kaiba. That made him feel just a tad better.

Suddenly the hold shifted, and he was held with the arm that had been across his stomach before. He was glad for it to be lost, but a side of him which he firmly ignored missed the warmth it had brought, in spite of its faintness.

He heard water running and shockingly cold water on paper was pressed against the part of his neck where the mark resided.

As mr-stick-up-his-ass fought the thick layer of make-up Jou had so generously applied the same morning, small drops of water ran down his neck, past the collar and down his shirt. Cold, wet and made his small hairs in the area stand. Few moments and a lot of water later the mark must have been visible again, for Kaiba stopped his scrubbing, threw the paper away and stilled completely. Then the bastard kissed it.

Jou's brain-function was now limited to ‘?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!!!!!!!!!!...................??’



“Now Puppy, stay put.”



Then he began sucking and biting at the sore spot, and Jou could imagine the intensity of the dark reddish-brown color of it now. Groaning inwardly at the amount of stuff he would have to use to cover it up tomorrow he let Kaiba spin him around and press him back against the door. Now with a view of Kaiba in all his tall glory and anger.



“You do not cover this up tomorrow; you will not do so the day after either. This stays visible, understood?”



“Why the fuck should I? And just what the hell do you expect me to tell the gang when they ask about it?!”



“Tell them you’re my fucktoy, and that I own you. Tell them you got bitten by a fellow dog. Tell them that you ran into something, I don’t care. Make something up Mutt”



Jou didn’t even react to the insult. His brain had stopped at the word ‘fucktoy’.



“…. Fucktoy?!”



Kaiba smirked at him and kissed him. Again, it had the same world-spinning effect. His tongue mapped out Jous mouth and wrestled with his tongue and was making Jou moan despite his will. Fucking moneybags could kiss anyone into the floor!

His knees were going soft, and one part of him cursed himself for it, while the other half loved that Kaiba took hold of him to keep him upright.

Then a hand started tugging on his shirt, lifted it and started exploring his stomach. It wondered across his abs and made small circles around his bellybutton. As it continued its way up to his nipples pinching one, he moaned and placed his hands on Kaibas sides underneath his shirt, reveling in the amount of wonderful soft skin he found there. Suddenly Kaibas hands disappeared from his chest and started taking his shirt and jacked off instead. The jacked went, but the shirt stayed on, open from top to bottom. The metal door behind him urged Jou into Kaibas arms. Jou kicked off his shoes and was all too aware of his raging hard on, which desperately wanted to be freed. He nearly sighed in relief when his pants were taken off and thrown aside along with his underwear. Then a firm hand wrapped itself around the base and started pumping him.

A moan escaped from pink lips, and eyelids fluttered shut, as the sensual experience of the kisses combined with the attention his dick was getting almost beginning to overload his awareness of the sitiuation. He kissed back with more enthusiasm and didn’t protest when a hand started feeling up his behind.

The hand disappeared and he heard a snap. Then the hand was back, and then traveling along his cleft. It ghosted along the edged of his entrance. The fingertips were moist and two fingers delved inside. It felt.. weird. But still very good. Then a third was added, and it started feeling like too much, yet still not enough. They scissored and wriggled and suddenly they hit a spot deep inside. Jou yelped and broke the kiss, panting heavily. Kaiba smirked and pumped in and out, making sure to stretch Jou thoroughly. Jou started pushing back, and the hand on his erection disappeared. He made a slight whine at the loss, but was way too wrapped up in sensations and lust to do anything about it. A zip was opened and a second snap was heard. With a particular wide stretch the fingers left his ass and he made a more profound whine. Then there was two hands and they were lifting him, he wrapped his legs around Kaiba and his back was pressed against the door as leverage. One hand left and something much bigger then three fingers poked at his entrance. It started pushing in. It hurt. Pain shot up his spine with the electricity in the nerves, and it continued to go up. Then the movement stopped, but the pain remained. This hurt. He didn’t want this. Hurt bad, where had the pleasurable feeling went?



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When Jou was naked besides the open shirt, he found the lube he had stashed on his person, snapped it open, and started stretching him. Jou was so lost in the kiss that he didn’t even resist. Kaiba couldn’t help but be amused at the amount it took to distract Jou from such an invasion. He twisted, thrusted and stretched. Then added a third finger into the tight heat and scissored. He hid the blonds prostate as he broke the kiss, but made the most erotic sound. Then Jou started pushing back and he knew he had won. Sure, he wasn’t in yet, but Jou was lost now. The blond even whined when he pulled out. He hurried and freed his own erection from its prison, opened the lube once more, coated his almost painful erection and lifted Jou. The legs almost automatically wrapped around him, and he chuckled inside. They had been in this position as well when he had claimed Jou Saturday. He guided himself to Jous entrance and swiftly entered, and didn’t stop until he was in balls-deep. The tightness and heat was unbelievable. He was aware of the pained expression on Jous face, to he stopped. Just stood, holding Jou against the door and kissed him again to distract him from the pain.

Then he snapped his hips a bit and as the blond in is arms made a high-tone noise and closed his eyes in pleasure, he knew he had found it. He started thrusting up with that precise angle, and could tell that he nailed it every time. Soon Jou was pushing back, and demanding a faster pace. Harder, faster, stronger.

The blond was moaning and kissing and panting and scraping his nails on Seto’s shoulders, but that didn’t matter. He took hold of the neglected erection between them, and set a pace to match the other. Soon Jou was coming with the most enticing facial-expression, and a kept-in semi-scream he muffled by biting his own hand. As he came the passage around Seto tightened even more and the pressure made the iron-control falter, and he came in one of the most powerful orgasms ever.



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Kaiba kissed him and it made him forget the top of the pain, but it was still sooo very not good. The idiot was trying to split him in two!

The the other pair of hips snapped, and he hit something deep inside that made him see stars. He made a sound before he could control himself, and his eyes drifted shut. Oh god.



‘Do that again!!’



Soon Kaiba set a rhythm and hit that sweet spot inside over and over again, constantly topping the pleasure, and soon pain wasn’t there anymore. It wasn’t enough, and he started pushing back. More contact, faster, harder and more forceful. He begged something incoherent and the paced was quickened and with much more powerful thrusts. He kissed him again, but breathing became an issue, and to vent something, his hands started scraping and scratching the skin it found close by. A hand closed around his erection and pumped it. The sensations and pleasure overloaded his senses and he came. As not to make a sound he leaned forward and bit his hand hard, drawing blood. But that wasn’t felt, the sudden white in his vision and all-consuming pleasure flooded his nerves and he went limp.

Kaiba followed soon after, biting the same mark on Jous neck.

He sat Jou down on the floor by the stools and next to the discarded randomly thrown clothing. Jou was spent. He was content and happy.



‘If everyone made sure to have sex, then there would definitely be world peace.’



Was the only thought that passed at the moment.

He noticed some noise and movement beside him, and turned his head to look into Kaibas face as he crouched besides him and leaned over, kissing him deeply. When Kaiba pulled back he smirked and petted his cheek.



“Good boy”



Then he stood up straight and walked to the door, unlocked it, and disappeared out into the real world.

Blond eyebrows furrowed, and an angry, yet betrayed expression took what would seem to be a permanent reside on the heated face. He couldn’t be found here, covered in cum. With strength and willpower only before used when fighting gangs or dealing with Anzu for a long time, he lifted himself up, washed at the sinks, picked up all of his clothes and locked him self into a stool.



He would dress, go home, take a scalding bath, work and sleep.

Life goes on, and this would never happen again.

It didn’t mean anything, it was just ..

Even as he tried to convince himself one lone tear made its way down his left cheek. The one Kaiba had touched right before he left.

With an angry movement he brushed it aside and started dressing.



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[AN: This turned out a bit different that expected, but the asshole-ness of Kaiba creeeped up on me. I can’t imagine him as a fluffy sex-partner. At least not yet.

I totally feel like I’ve lost the humor, and turned it dark.

Maybe I can turn it again? xD

Love Mulle]