Sleeping

A/N: This is technically a dark fic, it does contain M/M sex and murder/suicide with lots of angst. It’s nothing bloodtastic or anything thing like that.
Disclaimer: Don’t own it..

Sleeping

“Here baby, I got you a drink.”
Jou looked up and smirked before accepting the glass. “Thanks.” He took a drink and set the glass beside the scattering of books and papers. He was in the middle of studying for a test, it was Seto who had requested he stay at his place to do it.
Seto glanced at the open books and meandering notes. He couldn’t read Jous’ handwriting but he figured that as long as the Pup could make them out it was okay. He put a hand on the blonds shoulder and frowned. “You’re tense.”
“I’m in the middle of a study crunch, why wouldn’t I be?” Jou asked looking up at him, he seemed amused. But it was a little strange, usually Seto didn’t bother him when he was studying, he always tried to get him to study more than this.
Seto slipped behind the blonds’ chair and started to rub at the other boys’ shoulders. “Maybe you need a break.” He said lowly, bending over to whisper into Jous’ ear. “What do you say Katsuya?”
Jou contemplated this, Seto only used his first name when he was extremely horny or those rareentsents when he was being emotional. “Maybe you’re right. I think I do need a break.” He reached for his glass and took a second drink, eventually downing the rest of the contents. He didn’t notice the strange look Seto was giving him as he did. “Let’s go upstairs.”
They left the study books and notes behind, turning off the lights in library as they left. Seto had his arm around Jous’ waist and Jou had one hand up the brunettes’ shirt. They made a slow assent up the stairs, stopping now and again to see who could deliver the hardest kiss without knocking the two of them over.
Eventually they stopped at one of the bedrooms. Seto just stood there staring.
Jou gave him an odd look the followed his line of sight.
Mokubas’ room. The door had been shut and locked since.. well it had been a while.
“It’s okay baby.” The blond whispered reaching for the doorknob of the room they’d chosen for the night. “He’s sleeping now.” He kissed those silent lips and felt relieved when Seto snapped out of it and returned the affection.
“I’m sorry.”
“I know.” Jou quietly pushed Seto through the now opened door and shut it behind them. He started to undo the buttons of his lovers’ shirt when Setos’ hand came up and took his. Jou looked up at him questioningly.
“Do you love me?”
Jou blinked. “Of course I do. You know I do.”
“Would you vouch for me in heaven?”
Now things weettietting a little weird. “Seto. Maybe, maybe you need to see someone about this.” He really thought this was the wrong time to have this conversation, he was about to get into bed with this man and here he was talking about sending him so see a psychiatrist. He’d taken this death thing pretty hard, it had been two years but still, that boy had been Setos’ entire life.
Seto just looked at him and rubbed his thumbs along Jous’ palms. “You didn’t answer my question.”
“I wouldn’t have to. You’re not a bad man Seto, that accident wasn’t your fault.” Jou pressed in closer. “You’re not a bad man.” He repeated slipping his arms around the blue-eyed male. “Now,” He looked up with a smile. “Take me to bed.”
The brunette nodded as if accepting Jous words and kissed the blond, gently prying his mouth open with his tongue. They shifted quietly on their feet towards the bed, Jou undoing Setos’ white shirt and Seto gently pulling Jous’ up over his head. They broke the kiss long enough for Seto to throw the offending garment to the floor and slip out of his.
Seto sat on the bed holding his Puppy as his waist was straddled. He slowly petted the blonds’ hair letting his lover undo their jeans. He’d learned long ago that Jou liked the simple act of undressing the both of them so he let him do it.
Jou slid of Setos’ lap and onto the floor.
The brunette looked a little apprehensive, he’d intended to make tonight all about Jous’ pleasure, not his own. He moved to stop his Puppy and shook his head when honey eyes met ice. “Not tonight.” He murmured guiding Jou up off the floor.
They threw the rest of their clothes to the floor amid breathy gasps. The bed made almost no sound as they moved. After a moment Seto regained his control over the situation.
Jou gave him another curious look but let Seto lay him back on the bed. He was used to Seto being pretty dominant throughout the relationship, he did get to be seme enough times to satiate his male ego, but he’d be damned if he could understand what the fuck Seto was doing.
Of course most of that confusion was swept away when Seto began to nip and lick his way down his neck to his nipples. He hissed a little then moaned openly as a hand slid into his open fly. “Ah, gods.. yes, right there.” He bit back another moan but let it loose when a mouth claimed his and the hand applied just the right amount of pressure.
He bit his lip and reflexively spread his legs a bit when Seto began to once again kiss down his neck. He was a bit let down that those perfect little teeth only grazed a nipple on their way down his stomach but he wasn’t one to complain when he knew what was coming.
“Seto, I.” He moved a hand to stop his blue-eyed lover. He was absolutely dumbfounded by the look he received, it was almost.. begging.
“You don’t want me to?” Seto asked, he was inches away from loving his beloved the way he thought he should.
“I.” He found that his arms felt a little heavy and he suddenly forgot why he was objecting. “Never mind. If you want to, go ahead.” He half smirked and slipped the tip of his tongue between his teeth as he relaxed his hips back down.
Seto settled on his knees between Jous’ legs and slid his hands under his thighs, lifting the others knees as he did. He adjusted his position one more time then licked his beloved pet from base to tip in one slow motion.
He couldn’t help but enjoy the half whimpered hiss he pulled from Jou. He put one hand on Jous’ hip and held him down while wrapping the thumb and forefinger of his other hand around the base of the blonds’ already incredible arousal. All that done he licked his lips and slid his mouth over the tip.
Jou whimpered and whined at the feeling. He bit his bottom lip all but writhing under the attention. “Please.. oh gods..”
Seto closed his eyes and slid Jou deeper into his mouth and growled in the back of his throat. The vibration sent Jou into a fit of whimpers and keening sounds, he wouldn’t be able to take it much longer, and Seto knew that.
He let Jou slide out of his mouth and wrapped his fingers around him. He lifted his head and licked his lips. “Come baby.”
Jou looked down at him wine ene eye open, he was already sweating and obviously teetering on the edge of pleasure. “Please.. Seto.”
He lowered his mouth again this time not restraining the low thrusts up Jou gave. He closed his eyes and growled again taking in the high panting sounds again. He felt Jou tense and immediately relaxed his throat.
The sound of that orgasmic scream was music to him. He relished the taste as he licked his lover clean. He crawled up the bed and lay next to him listening to his gasps for breath slow. “Feeling relaxed?” He asked with some amusement in his voice.
“Very.” Jou replied curling up. He felt a little drained, well more than usual. He reached a hand down over Setos’ hip. “You’re still hard.” He murmured.
The brunette nodded and made a sound in the back of his throat when Jou started to touch him.
“You know, I think I’d be even more relaxed if you fucked me into oblivion.” Jou said leaning in enough to nip at Setos’ earlobe.
Blue eyes opened slowly and impassive look crossed his face, but only for a moment. He smirked and sat up. “If that’s what you want.” He said opening the bedside drawer for the lubrication they needed.
Jou gave him an almost drunken look. “If it’s what I want.. then I want to ride you.” He said, his words slightly slurred as he once again straddled Setos’ waist. Immediately he kissed and nipped at the blue-eyed boys neck making a purring soundhis his throat.
Seto tilted his head to the side and did his best to slick two of his fingers without being able to see his hands. He set the tube aside and reached around behind Jou touching and prodding gently until the blonds’ body accepted him.
“Nnn, Seto, a little deeper.” Jou moaned rolling his head back, exposing his neck.
Seto did as Jou directed and buried his face in that warm neck as he felt Jou squirm. He withdrew his hand and retrieved the tube. It took him only seconds to finish the preparation they both needed, he tossed the empty tube aside, it wasn’t needed anymore.
“Just relax baby.” He said guiding Jou into position.
“I don’t think I could if I tried. I feel weird.” The blond said in a breathy voice. “Oh gods..” His back arched slightly as he was lowered.
Seto wrapped his arms around the smaller body keeping him up. He’d never had words suited to how this felt. The warm and tight feeling and those beautiful little moans and calls to the gods. He would never be able to describe it to anyone.
“Harder.” A whispered plea almost cut off by a pleasured moan.
The taller of the two put one hand back and kept the other wrapped around his lover. He used the leverage given by his legs and thrust up, balancing back on his arm. This move rocked Jou as hard as he’d asked for resulting in a near scream. Seto did it again absolutely loving every sensation it brought.
Jou rocked his whole body with each thrust. He couldn’t remember it ever feeling like this before, he already felt worn out, he was absolutely drenched with sweat already. He couldn’t believe he was already so close to the end, but there was no way he was going to be able to fight this one. “Seto, I.. so close..”
“Just do it baby, don’t hold back.” Seto gasped out rocking the both of them hard again, he thought he heard the headboard hit the wall that time.
“Oh, oh, yes!” Jous’ head went back, sweat soaked hair dripping back. His body convulsed tightly around Seto who came right behind him with a strangled cry.
Seto didn’t mind the mess his pet had made and did his best to hold the blond up. He watched Jous’ eyes roll back in his head and manipulated the suddenly limp body in his arms until he laid the blond down. He swept some hair from his lovers’ pale face and just sat there a moment listening to his slow breath.
Without even picking up a robe he got off the bed and walked across the room to a chest of drawers that held mostly his clothes and a few important documents. He opened a drawer and took out a whole stack of papers then shut it quietly.
He knelt in the middle of the floor and laid the folded papers out in neat lines. One was his will, another couple were the paperwork for two trust accounts. Most of the rest was just legal work and other stupid things needed for later to liquidize the company and to start up a scholarship fund in Jonouchis’ name. The last one..
The last one was his apology, specifically to Honda and Yugi. He didn’t owe the rest of the world anything, just them. Only them. They had been his Katsuyas’ friends through everything and deserved a reason why.
Among the papers had been a picture. It was old and out dated but it was important non-the-less. Gray eyes and unruly black hair, the boy didn’t look that much like his brother, unless you got him mad.
Mokuba had died in a car accident. Seto had been driving, it was nothing he’d done, in fact some quick thinking on his part had kept his small fragile little brother from being completely crushed. The other driver hadn’t been drunk, he’d been on a cell phone and just didn’t see them. Seto had persecuted him to the fullest extent of the law for snatching away his only brother like that. After the fire of avenging his brother had gone out he’d fallen into a deep depression. Katsuya, his Katsuya, had pulled him out of that just long enough for things to make sense.
Seto took the picture leaving the papers where they were and walked over to the little hidden bar he had in the paneling. He poured himself a drink then picked a tiny brown bottle out from the collection of bigger ones. He dumped the rest of what was in it in his glass and tossed it to the side without care.
He’d given Jou half the bottle in that drink he’d handed to him earlier. Normally it would have taken a full hour for him to start feeling the effects but their rigorous activities had sped the process up. His puppy had maybe fifteen minuets left to him. Seto hoped the last thing he’d done for him would be enough to garner forgiveness.
He stood there a moment and stared at the picture as he slowly brought the glass to his lips. Without taking his eyes away from the image he downed the contents and winced at the taste. Not that it would matter in an hour at the longest.
He dropped the glass and made his way back to the bed. He pulled the sheets around and curled up behind his little Puppy wrapping one arm around him and pressing the picture to his pale chest. He could still feel the shallow breaths Jou had left in him.
“Good night Katsuya.” He whispered, he wouldn’t get a response. Not anymore.
Because now he was sleeping, just like Mokuba. And soon Seto would too.