100 Puppies and Dragons

Author's Note: I started this as a follow-up to Dead Wrong, but I realize that it could be a stand alone. Think what you will, then.

Only Human

Joey bit his bottom lip and groaned. "Seto, please…"

"Mn." Seto pulled the blond up against him tightly and growled, nuzzling his neck and gently catching the skin of his throat between his teeth. "Mine." He grabbed the younger boy's ass and couldn't keep his tail from wagging as he pressed him up against the wall.

"Ah-! Seto, please, ya promised…!" the human whimpered. "Come on, please?"

The brunet pawed between the younger boy's legs and chuckled quietly as he shuddered in response. "I like foreplay, Joey. Humor me."

Joey blushed and turned his head away. "But you're gonna make me—" His breath hitched in embarrassment, and he thought about taking back what he'd said, but then the werewolf let out a guttural growl that clearly conveyed that he didn't have that choice anymore. "…You're gonna make me come in my pants," he muttered finally.

Seto paused, then hummed and licked the blond's throat lovingly. "I would love to see you come in your pants. And then again on the bed, and against the wall, and probably on the floor—" He smirked. "But definitely again in the bathroom."

"Ngh!" The younger boy shuddered and squeaked, then ducked his head, mortified.

The werewolf blinked and leaned back in surprise as he began to smell the heavy scent of satisfaction-horror-embarrassment. "…It's really nothing to be ashamed of, Joey. I don't understand why you—" He paused as the scent changed to disappointment-disgust, then whined quietly as he finally caught a whiff of jealousy underneath it all. "Joey, you're only human. You'll never have as much control over your body as I do," he began.

"You're sayin' the wrong thing," Joey ground out, before the brunet could begin digging his own verbal grave.

Seto paused, frowning, and tried to figure out how to articulate it without earning a punch in the mouth. After a moment or two, he growled and mashed their mouths together, digging his hands into his hair as he thrust his tongue into his mouth.

Joey mewed weakly and tried to put up some sort of offense, but the werewolf would have none of it and immediately began dominating the kiss, ripping the front of the blond's shirt open and yanking it from his body. "Mngh! Ahn-!" He squirmed as the brunet's claws slid over his skin, panting as the kiss was broken and he was finally allowed to breathe. "Seto…!"

"It makes me happy when you come," Seto stated, not seeming the least bit breathless. "It makes me feel like I'm being a good dominant partner. My base instinct is to see that you are sated before I am." He paused, then leaned in to brush his nose over the younger boy's jaw. "Besides, you smell so good after you come, Joey." A fib, because this time he hadn't smelled as nice because of his embarrassment and disgust, but other times he smelled delicious.

The human blushed a little and began tracing shapes on the brunet's chest, nibbling on his bottom lip nervously. "…What do I smell like that ya like so much?" he asked bashfully, keeping his gaze lowered.

The brunet whined quietly at being shown such submissive behavior by his lover; he loved when Joey unconsciously submitted to him. "You smell satisfied and happy. You smell like… mine." He reached down to unbutton the blond's pants and slide them down his hips. "You smell sweet and sexy when you've been sated but want another round." His tail began wagging fiercely as the blond's scent began to change to the sweet-sexy-mine one he'd just described.

"And just how does someone smell sexy?" Joey whispered, giggling when he saw the brunet's tail whipping wildly back and forth. "Ya really like the way I smell, Seto?"

Seto whined again, ears pressing back against his skull before he slammed the blond against the wall and pressed up against him. "Yessss."

Joey squeaked, startled, then groaned as the brunet ground between his legs. "Seto!" He lifted his legs to wrap around the older boy's waist. "Ungh, Seto, ya really—"

"I believe I promised you something, Joey. What was that again?" the werewolf hissed.

The blond sighed as the older boy began to kiss his neck. "Ya promised t' fuck me so hard I couldn't walk tomorrow."

"Oh, that's right." Seto leaned back and growled, smirking. "Let's get started on that then, shall we?"

Joey moaned and nodded quickly. "Please."