Puppy

The next day, Saturday, Seto was at KaibaCorp, but I wasn’t sure where the gang was. Seto going to work had been a last minute thing, so thinking I’d have him to myself, I hadn’t paid attention to their weekend plans. I should have known better. Oh well. It was too late now.

I chose the river to walk along and sit by for awhile. Today was warm, swim-able weather, so I wore my swimsuit underneath some clothes in case I wanted to go for a dip. Finding a shady spot to sit in, I began to try the thinking thing, and see if it got me any answers.

Okay. Problem, I think: Seto’s behavior in bed is changing. Slightly. Of course, maybe he was just sleepy last night. No, Seto’s never sleepy. Well, not while I’m under him, at least. There must be something else... What about my testing theory? But would he think he had to test me? Part of me couldn’t help but be a bit insulted. Oh, what was the point in worrying about this?!? So what if Seto’s going easier on me in bed? Shouldn’t that be a good thing? Something told me I wasn’t handling this right. I just hope Seto isn’t doing this just cus he thinks it’s what I want. Cus I don’t! Do I...?

"Jounouchi?" A familiar voice was calling me back to Planet Earth.

"Yami. Hi! Whatcha doing here?"

"Yugi, Honda, and Devlin are playing down the shore a ways. I went for a walk by myself."

So like him. "You didn’t want to play with them?"

"Er, not exactly. Why are you here alone?"

"Seto had to go to work last minute."

"I see."

"I didn’t know everyone else was here too. Well, except Tea."

"Yes, I believe she had a date."

"Oh yeah, she’s dating that kid..." I struggled to remember his name.

"Yes. You seemed to be in thought as I passed. Is there something on your mind?"

Well, he is the only other expert on Seto besides me... "You could say that. Pull up some sand, Yami," I said, patting the ground beside me.

Yami is a hard person, er, spirit to read. Very hard. As I told him about Seto, I tried to figure out what he was thinking of my ‘issue.’ I found myself glad I wasn’t playing poker with him.

"Well, Jounouchi," he said when I finished. "I can’t say I had any similar problem with him in the past. I think this is something you will have to discuss with him."

I hung my head. "I was afraid you were going to say that."

"Come, why don’t you surprise Yugi and the others? I’m sure they would be happy to see you."

"Yeah, ok. That sounds like fun!"

Yami and me walked back to our friends, who were happy to see us. Having fun with my buds was a good way for me to relax, but at the end of the day, my problem was still there.

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Waiting is not a strong point for me. But there I was, running around the Kaiba mansion, waiting. Mokuba had hung out with me for a bit, but the kid had to do his homework sometime. My head was too full to do mine. I briefly wondered when or if Seto did his, then started thinking about his change in behavior again.

I resolved that I would see how tonight went, and maybe a couple more nights before I started accusing him of anything. That helped me concentrate on homework.

When Seto finally came home around 10pm, I decided to welcome him in a nice and obnoxious manner. When I heard the limo drive in, I sat at the top of the stairs and waited (yes, waited!) For him to come inside. When I heard him shut the door, I jumped up on the banister, slid down, jumped off right at the end and into Seto’s arms.

"Hey, Pup," he said, trying to mask the surprise on his face.

"Hi Ma- Seto!" I replied. Old habits die hard. I’d been calling him "Master" for a good year.

"I brought you home a treat, Puppy."

"What is it? What is it?"

"Calm down or you don’t get it!" I sat obediently at the bottom of the stairs. "Good boy," he approved. From a small bag that I hadn’t noticed until now, he pulled out a bag of strawberry frosted pocky. Not that thinly layered stuff, either. The stuff that’s like licking the icing off a cake.

"Seto! For me?" I asked happily.

"Of course for you." He handed me the box and I tore into it. I swear I heard Seto stifle a laugh as he finished discarding his coat. "Come on, Pup," he says, heading up stairs. I trail after him, enjoying my new sugary treat. I love it when he buys me pocky outta guilt.

"Are you gonna be working at your laptop tonight?" I ask.

"I thought I’d work you a bit first."

Niceness.

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"Gods Seto, harder!!"

His pumping went so slow it was almost not existing. "Did the puppy just give an order? Perhaps you should still call me your master, since you seem to be forgetting."

"No, Seto, please..." This was torture.

"Who’s in charge, now?"

"You are, Seto."

Increasing his thrusts with each word, he said, "Yes. I. Am. And don’t you forget again!"

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Again, I’m barely conscious, and it seems Seto notices. "Well, Pup, you must be starting to get used to me," he says. "Now you can clean this mess up sooner."

I barely register his words, but I did hear them. He wasn’t going easy on me, I was getting used to him! I was so happy! Now if only I could move....