100 Puppies and Dragons

Author's Note: Follow-up to Separation.

Memories

Joey snarled and dug his hands into his hair, feeling frustrated and angry and lonely and, above all, horny.

Fuck all of this! Who cared if they didn't want pups? He just wanted to be fucked until he passed out and he didn't mind if the person continued fucking him even if he was unconscious! He wanted this stupid heat to end and he wanted to have his mate's cock up his ass!

He whimpered quietly as the memory of his mate fucking him while he'd been trying to make dinner for them came to mind. The food on the stove had been burned and the whipped cream he'd been making had been used on his body instead. Seto had been ravenous, and it hadn't been for food or blood.

Not that he'd had any problem licking the whipped cream off of him or biting him and suckling the spot while he'd made love to him.

Joey mewled and settled onto the bed, pawing between his legs before he turned and shoved his face into a pillow to muffle his desperate sobbing. He wanted to be taken so badly! Why had he decided to stay here when he could have enjoyed being plowed hourly by his mate?

Seto hadn't wanted children yet, but he'd done such a good job of raising his brother that he probably wouldn't have minded too much, as long as it was just one pup.

"GAAAAAAAAH SOMEONE COME FUCK ME PLEASE!" he wailed desperately, then began to cry even harder. He pressed his face into a pillow again, tail tucking up between his legs. "Uuuhhhh! This is the worst!"

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Seto frowned and leaned his head on his hand, sighing quietly. Joey looked so unhappy. He was glad that he'd had cameras installed before Joey had gone into his room, so he'd be able to watch out for him better; on the other hand, it was really making him horny, watching his mate pleasure himself with his fingers and some of the vibrators that had been provided in the room, along with humping anything nailed down. Of course, if he went to him now, they'd have pups for sure, and he couldn't help but think back to the discussion they'd had.

"Seto, how do you feel about pups?" Joey asked, sitting on the brunet's lap.

"They're sticky, messy, and loud."

The blond stared at him.

Seto frowned. "I'm going to assume that that was not the answer you were seeking."

"I mean us. How would you feel if we had pups?" the werewolf repeated slowly.

"Oh." The brunet tilted his head, giving the question some serious thought. "…I… think that I'm not ready to raise another child yet. I've only just gotten Mokuba out on his own. I'd like at least a little more time for just… us."

Joey hummed and laid his head on the vampire's shoulder. "Oh."

Seto glanced down at him in concern. "Is that not what you wanted to hear?"

"…Well, I'm glad that you're open t' the idea. I won't lie and say I'm not disappointed, but I understand. I'm sorta excited, though. Mokuba's such a good kid, I bet our pups will turn out great, too." Joey nuzzled into his neck and smiled. "If ya want more time before we have a pup, I don't mind. We're still young, I guess."

The brunet hummed. "I promise that we can have pups in a few years. I agree that we're still young, though, and we'll have plenty of time for pups later. I just want to enjoy some time with just the two of us."

Joey smiled. "That sounds good t' me, too. I wouldn't mind pups now, but I'm okay with waitin'. Besides, we can have all the kinky sex we want without worryin' about pups walkin' in on us!"

"Mokuba still apologizes to me for that, you know. He's convinced that he ruined ceiling sex for us," Seto chuckled, kissing the top of his head.

The werewolf giggled. "Are ya kiddin'? Hangin' upside-down from the ceilin', all that blood rushin' t' my head? That was great!"

…His mate was quite fond of different kinks. He wanted to go and sate the blond, especially after seeing him cry and beg anyone to come have sex with him, but they'd both agreed to wait.

He flinched as the blond howled, the microphones in his room picking it up clearly. "Oh God why!"

"PLEASE SOMEONE JUST FUCK MEEEEEEEE!"

Seto stared at the screen for a moment, then reached out to turn the sound on mute. It would be better for his ears and he wouldn't have to hear the desperation and loneliness in his mate's voice.