Stolen Kisses, Purchased Love

No one had any suggestions.
I guess I'll have to go the distance.
Here is a little bit of Oral action, to please the smut freaks that would probably say this story is going too slow.
Personally, i like to build my stories.

Chapter Eight:Formal


Jou stepped through the library door, his heels clicking on the hardwoods and drawing the attention of the rooms only other occupant.
Kaiba turned to the sound and smiled warmly, causing Jou to freeze.
“You look stunning, Aoshi.” the brunet said, raising his arm to beacon Jou forward.
“Kaiba, I . . .” the blond began.
“Don’t worry, “ Seto cooed, “Do you know how to dance?” he asked.
Jou shook his head slowly, knowing that the music he was hearing would not work for the kind of dancing he had done.
Seto took his hand and led him to the open area behind the three antique chairs. The brunet openly admired his creation.
Jou smoothed down the folds of the navy blue dress, self-consciously aware of the nearly identical colored eyes on him. The plush velour shifted color slightly as he changed the nap and Seto caught his hand.
Jou had left the golden locket outside of the high collared dress and it sparkled back in the rooms flickering gas lights.
When Kaiba slid a hand around his waist and pulled him forward, he could feel the swish of the long skirt around his ankles. The brunet’s finger tips brushing the skin where the back of the dress dipped low.
Jou drew a breath as he saw the intense gaze bearing down on him.
“Just follow my lead,” Kaiba said as he stepped back and then to Jou’s left.
A few missteps later, the two were gliding around the floor until the music ended and they came to a halt.
Jou was suddenly aware of his hand, where it rested on the shoulder of Seto’s tailored midnight blue jacket and he pulled it away, breaking free of the brunet’s arms and stepping back.
“Thanks,” Jou mumbled looking away. “Um, for the lesson.” he inserted.
Seto didn’t speak, he just reached a hand up to brush Jou’s hair away from his cheek and trail the backs of his fingers along the blond’s jaw and down his neck.
Jou looked up at the touch, only to look away again.
“Just when I think I’ve figured you out.” Jou whispered. “You pull something like today.”
“What have you figured out about me?” Seto asked in a low tone.
“I had you pegged as gay.” Jou said. “I was just about sure of it, then you go and say that to Yugi. Do you realize your voice sounded wistful? Like you wish it weren’t true, that I am a male. It floored me.”
“You misunderstood.” Kaiba stated.
“Right! Just tell me you aren’t wishing I was a girl,” Jou begged.
“I am not wishing that you were female,” Seto said, dropping his hand along the halter edge of the bodice that hung loosely across Jou’s very flat chest. “I didn’t mean the statement to sound that way. But I won’t deny that I enjoyed your reaction at the door. I caught a glimpse of the fire I remembered.” Seto said, hooking a finger in the cloth. “Now, let’s go to dinner.” he added, pulling the finger away, quickly
Jou was dragged along as Kaiba hooked his hand into the bend of a jacketed arm and headed out of the room The music had begun again and Jou thought he recognized the song from somewhere.
Before he could place it, they were in the hall and the sound was blocked by a closing door.
“Why the formals, Seto?” Jou asked as they turned a corner. “Are we redoing our missed proms?”
“Perhaps,” Kaiba answered stopping to open the door for Jou.
Dinner was brought and Jou stared at the trays. “It smells like curry,” he said.
“It’s East-Indian,” Seto explained as he lifted his napkin. “And it is curry.”
“Oh,” Jou said taking a spoon and dishing himself a portion.
“Try it with the rice, it’s a little stronger that what you are used to.”
Jou nodded to the brunet as Tanaka held the bowl near him. He scooped out some rice and stirred the curry into it.
A large spoonful went into his mouth and after a few chews, his eyes widened and he looked over at the smiling CEO.
“How do you like it?” Seto asked.
Jou quickly chewed the mouthful and swallowed hard. Then he grabbed his cup and drank deeply.
Kaiba watched as he took a small bite of his own serving.
Jou put his cup down and turned to the now laughing brunet. “Okay, okay. I know. You warned me. Damn, that was strong. . . .but real good.” Jou said, looking down at the remains and considering it.
Kaiba continued to laugh.
“Alright, Asshole! It ain’t that funny!” Jou snarled, picking up his spoon and lifting a tiny bite. He glard at Seto again as he opened his mouth and put it inside.
Seto shifted in his seat as he returned to his own food, still watching Jou out of the corner of his eye.
When dinner was finished, the two settled back in the library with a decanter of peach brandy.
Jou sat on a large leather chair as Kaiba sat on the edge of a low shelf.
“Did you get your little project finished, today?” Jou asked as he sniffed the orangish liquor.
“My project? Oh this afternoon?” Kaiba responded. “Hardly. Saturdays are the only day that I can work on this particular effort.”
“Ah,” Jou said, taking a tiny sip.
Kaiba watched, a smile gracing his features.
Jou made a face as the sweet liquid covered his mouth. “Gyah! How can you drink this?” He shouted out.
“It is an acquired taste, not for the common mongrel.” Seto said, swallowing a large sip.
“Hey, Asshole!” Jou said, putting the glass aside and crossing his arms around the front of the dress. He didn’t realize that his arm had pulled the front of it and exposed a portion of his chest.
Kaiba had turned to refill his glass and was taking a sip when he turned.
* Cough, cough, cough * Kaiba choked on the swallow as he was confronted by the sight. Jou jumped up to aid him, releasing the dress to fall back into place.
“Gods! Are you alright?” He said, pounding on the brunet’s back.
Seto regained control and grabbed the blond’s arm. “I’m fine.” He said, coughing a few more times to clear the residue but holding tight to Jou’s arm.
Catastrophe averted, Jou watched Seto for a minute longer, allowing his eyes to travel over the other and noting something new.
“So, you are human,” he said, tiling his head as the CEO looked up curiously. “I had a feeling that you got em, but this is the first time I’ve seen it fer myself.”
“What are you talking about?” Kaiba asked.
Jou pulled his still held arm up and pointed down a Kaiba’s lap. “Was it something I said or did?” He asked.
Kaiba’s face flushed lightly as he realized the blond had caught him and he released the arm. “Not likely.” He scoffed.
“Oh, no. C’mon. Just admit it. You got a hard--on over me.” Jou said, stepping to the front of the brunet and placing his hand on the CEO’s knees. “and I bet you were hoping I wouldn’t see, so you could sneak off and take care of it yerself.”
“I hardly think I need your . . .” Kaiba began only to be stopped by Jou sliding to his knees and looking up.
“Ah, C’mon, Seto. I know I said that I never , you know, but Ryuuji and I did do a little. And I’m pretty good at this part. Let me be your good little slave and help you out.” he begged.
Kaiba found a lump lodged in the way of his words and he could only nod at the blond kneeling in a flow of navy blue velvet.
Jou smiled and slid his hands up to the waistband of the pants and began to unzip them slowly. Then, he grabbed the waistband and began to peel the pants away from the skin exposing Seto’s arousal through a pair of tight black briefs.
Jou leaned forward, licking the display through the fabric and bringing a low moan from the CEO’s throat, before releasing the tool from its confines and staring at it, silently.
Seto looked down at the unmoving blond head as Jou contemplated the flesh before him.
Jou knew that his own penis was not lacking in size, he and Ryuuji had actually measured them in a silly contest for who would clean the bathroom one night, and he had won at nearly seven inches in length.
Kaiba’s organ, though not long, Jou estimated he topped five inches at least, was truly impressive for its thickness. Nearly twice that of either Jou or Otogi and the mushroomed head had a defined ridge that was turning a deep purple color as Jou stared at it. “Damn, Seto! You should really warn a guy!” the blond said, causing Seto to pull away perceptibly. “Hey, Don’t take away my candy!” Jou complained, running a finger from the slit to the base along the pulsing vein.
Kaiba gasped at the sensation and relaxed again.
Jou slid the finger under the elastic of the underwear and rolled free the CEO’s dangling sack that contained his thick and heavy balls.
The cock head bobbed slightly in his view, so the blond drew a deep breath before running his tongue over the glans as he opened wide and wrapped his lips around it.
While he and Ryuuji had dated, Jou had only performed this act a handful of times, but the long-haired dice duelist had called him a natural.
Now, as he held the brunet’s massive tool in his mouth, he put to use his previous experience and set about making this a memorable time for Kaiba.
After several firm sucks, he rolled his tongue around the head, cupping the muscle to the shape of the ridges and cap. Rasping over the sensitive places with the rough texture and eliciting a throaty moan from his victim.
Kaiba had some experience with blow jobs, but the circumstances had put him too close and when Jou stretched his jaw to take him deeper, it was all he could take.
His body erupted, sending waves of semen down the blond’s throat as he clutched the soft curls and thrust hard.
Jou, feeling his reputation on the line, suppressed his gag reflex and swallowed as quickly as he could.
Finally, Kaiba let go and shrank back onto the shelf, catching his elusive breath in gasps and pants, while Jou licked a stray drop from his lips and smiled up at him.
Seto looked down at the smiling blond and shied away from his attention.
“Thank you, Aoshi.” he said reaching for his pants.
“Wait, okay?” Jou said, touching Kaiba’s hand “I love to watch them go down, again.”
“Well, um,” Kaiba said and Jou looked up, waiting. “It eh, takes a while to do that. “ Kaiba said as he pulled the fabric over the slowly deflating piece of flesh.
“How long?” Jou said, incredulously.
“About ten minutes.” Kaiba admitted pulling Jou to his feet. “And I think it’s time for bed. Good night.”
“Sure, okay.” Jou said, walking to the door. “Hey, Asshole.” he called and Kaiba looked up. “Thanks for the after dinner drink.” Jou said, lifting his skirt and rushing out of the door.