Over and over, Again and Again

Disclaimer: “Over and Over, Again and Again” is © Jennifer C Wood (me). YGO and all characters © to the Creator and the company who owns them.

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A man, standing a few feet away from three duelling tables, watched the festivities commence. He was barely even paying attention to any of the fights except one in particular. His eyes were focused on a certain golden fluff ball in the blue square, which represented Domino High. He was the only one remaining from his team, and he would be going up against the pink team, which represented the All Girls Experienced School Of Fine Arts & Technology. Or, ‘Ages of Fat’ for short.

As the oblivious honey eyed dueller stood up to plate, the shadowed figure ducked back into the shadows. A dirty grin plastered on his pale facial features. He disappeared completely from the crowded hall.

The bombshell was barking and raving like mad. Freaking out because he couldn't seem to get the right card he needed to end the tourney. Growling in frustration, he desperately slammed down a Griggle and watched as it was taken over by his opponent. She was a controlling type, and he watched in horror as she claimed her victory early.

This man watched from the shadows, as the duel was coming to its climax. To the cocky women's dismay, the blond laughed in triumph.

The duel had ended, and the blonde had won.

“How!? HOW!?” She screamed and kicked at the air.

"If you read what my card said, you would have noticed, that when you take control of it, it gives me 3000 life points automatically. And now my trap card is activated, sending my Red Eyes back to my hand, and every monster on the field to the graveyard, which in turn, means you loose, while I, have 2650 life points left to spare." The women squealed in displeasure and then threw her deck to the floor.

The dark brunette snickered, watching as the scoreboard highlighted 'Jounichi' as the winner, which in turn, made him the champion of this year's tournament. He watched as his friends came to grant him congratulations. He waited. Quietly, and patiently, for the crowd to leave him all by himself. When Jounichi got up, he gathered his stuff, his prizes and then left out the back door, not even noticing a dark shadow slighter after him as silent as the night.

"Aha, never thought in a million years I win a tourney. And thanks to Yug-mista for not entering this year. Now, where to spend this lovely wad of dough..." He was cut short of his banter as he felt a firm grip on his should slam him up against the dark alley way. He dropped his packages, his deck and his bag. His head spun, and his vision got blurry for a few seconds. When it cleared, he was ready to attack, but unfortunately, his hands were held firmly above his head against the cold stone wall. He couldn't see his attacker's face, but he didn't need to see it to know who it was.

"Seto Kaiba..." And with that, the brunette's firm chapped lips crushed his own, bruising his soft pink flesh. Seto pushed himself onto the smaller man, rubbing himself against the hardened muscles wrigglto gto get free from it's trapped state. The blonde thrashed as the stronger of the two gripped on to his hair, pulling him for a harder more breath-taking kiss. Soon, Jou's head was swimming, and his vision was shut out completely. He thought he was going blind, but then soon realized his eyes had shut somewhere in between Seto cupping his chin, and his left hand ripping his button up shirt open.

He could hear the faint clatter of his buttons fall to the ground and shatter. He could hear Seto's groans of frustration that he was still trying to resist, if only half-heartedly.

"Seto... Stop it... Please" But Seto did not, he persisted, and brought his mouth down onto Jou's with a force that took his breath away. Immediately, Jou stopped thrashing to get away. No, instead, he started to move closer, arching away from the cold wall and into the firm grip of his best friend's rival. When he realized he was actually responding to the overwhelming power of Kaiba, he started to panic. With a strength he never knew he had, he ed Sed Seto away from him and staggered side ways. He fell to the ground and crawled away. He was so confused. His breathing had quickened, and everything was going way to fast for his liking.

He didn't have to wait to long for his confusion to lift, as Seto scooped him up in his grip, along with his bags. He could feel himself being carried for some time. He didn't dare to speak, fearing Kaiba may drop him, shout at him, or hurt him. His heart was beating. Beating so fast, he thought it might explode. He couldn't even see anything, it was too dark. Or, he could have had his face tucked away into Kaiba’s coat because it was chilly. Either way, he figured Kaiba smelled nice. As nice as coffee, cigarette smoke, sweat, and feta cheese could.

Suddenly, everything stopped moving, as he was forcibly thrown onto a soft surface. To his surprise, he found it was the silken interior of Kaiba limo. He remembered being in this very same car before. When everyone was brought back from the island. He saw that ketchup stain right above the dark window separating the back from the driver’s seat. His eyes widened as he heard the door shut, then a click of a lock. Immediately he stared to panic again. He tried to stand, but found his legs and arms were tied to the seatbelts. Odd, he didn't recall Seto doing that... But then again, he was so lost in the scent of the over powering man, he really didn't notice anything until he was pried off and thrown into the back seat of the car.

He shivered slightly. Not because he was cold, no, he was warm. Too warm for his liking. He was desperate to know what Kaiba was planning for him. He wanted to know, but deep down, in his heart, he knew full well what Kaiba had planned. He heard the other side of the car being opened, then shut. A nice click of a lock, then a dark looming shadow befell the poor whimpering golden retriever.

He could feel the cool fingertips trace down his chest, around his nipples, then flicked them. Despite himself, he threw his head back, and tried his best to bite back his gasp, but he failed horribly.

"Cheese... n' Rice..." Seto's brow furrowed then rose.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Cheese n' rice? Be a man Jou." With that, Seto ended his conversation with a long bruising kiss. He bit Jounichi’s lip, making it bleed and then moved his talented mouth lower. All the while, poor Jounichi was a wreathing mass of quivering golden flesh. Jou heard his pants being ripped off him. Quite literally. His fly shattered and his zipper flew some where to his left, hitting the window and then disappearing, and his button flew the other way.

"Seto... Seto, what... Why...?" Seto answered him with a nip to his left nub, and Jou saw a white shinning light for a half a second.

"Jesus fucking Christ on a pogo stick! Do that again!" And so, the brunette complied. He nibbled and bit at the soft brown nub. To Seto’s surprise, Jou tasted like mustard. Honey mustard, and fries. Odd. Didn't matter, he liked it, and he kept going down, further and further. His eyes narrowed and he cocked his head to the side. He looked back up at Jou who was desperately trying to rid him self of the seat beat restraints.

"What?" Jounichi managed to breath as Kaiba gave his bellybutton a tweak.

"A belly button ring? Really now Jou-chan. never took you for that sort. Heh, I like it though. And the Red eye's head is a nice touch by the way.” Jou just gritted his teeth. He opened his mouth to say something back, but then immediately stopped. His eyes bulged, and then rolled backwards. His breath hitched again and he bit his already swollen and bleeding lip. Seto's wonderful trashy mouth had found it's way to his pulsing member.

At first, he stayed completely still, his eyes closing slowly. Relishing the wonderful sensations if plan sucking. But then his eyes popped open feeling something cold roll against the crown. He shivered and moaned, then gasped on the dawning of what it was that was rubbing his throbbing cock.

A tongue ring. When the fuck did he, Seto Kaiba, the great duellist card company owner, get a tongue ring!?

"Ugh... Nnnnnaaa..." Seto's mouth came off Jounichi's member with a loud squishy pop. Jou looked down at him, his face was flushed, and his eyes were smoky greyish brown.

"Aren’t we all full of surprises, huh, Kaiba?" Kaiba answered with a simple, one finger stroke down the center of his balls. This elected a wonderful whimper from his new prized show dog.

"Yes, we are, aren't we?" Seto's husky voice lingered in Jou's ears as a fully clothed Kaiba began to rapidly shed his clothing. He could see a dress shirt fly over his head, a blue school uniform jacket fly to the floor. He saw the pair of leather pants ripple to the floor, and then a black silk thong hit him in the face. On impulse, he moved his hand to remove the article of women's underwear and inspect it. He found, to his surprise, his arm was free. He looked up and was a bout to ask something along the lines of "Panties...?" but was cut short as her felt a cold slick substance and two intruding fingers slide inside of him.

"Ah..." He bucked upwards and purred while angling himself for something he couldn't fully understand. But he knew when he managed to get Seto's deliciously thick and long fingers to hit that spot he was looking blindly for. He saw even more stars then before. A low hiss escaped his lips as Seto growled and instantly replaced his fingers with a heavily lubricated cock.

"Ahhh... Mmm... Jou… Never realized you'd be so easy to conquer.... Hope you don't mind I unrestrained you for this moment..." Seto managed to breath out the words, only to find himself being brutally flipped onto his back. His eyes grew wide as Jou’s back arched, his head tossed backwards, and he rocked on top of his slender form. His beautiful sweat slicked hair covered a bit of his bronzed skin. His blushing cheeks huffed for breath as his body rocked and swayed trying to hit that wonderful spot like before.

"Se... Set--t-tooo... Ahh..." He bucked and kept bending, side to side, backwards, and forwards. Any way to get to that place with shooting stars and wonderful crashing waterfalls. Finally after nearly a millennia of just laying back, watching and wreathing under Jounichi's desperate cries of pleasure, he started to add to the rolling snowball of bliss. He arched his own back, thrusting upwards and directly hitting Jou's mark. Instantly, Jou screamed out. Tears filled his eyes as he released himself all over Seto's chest, and some of his essence managed to land on Seto's turned cheek.

Seto grinned. This was far from over. He would make this boy scream to the heavens above for more. He’d make this wonderful chaste dog into a sex crazed wanton slut. All for his own pleasure at that. He grinned, and let the boy relax, and pant out his tired state. He waited, watching his face contort from sheer bliss pleasure and ecstasy to a calm relaxed demeanour. He watched as Jou's face took on that dumb puppy dog look of happiness. He grinned and leaoverover Seto, nipping his neck. Now it was Seto's turn to gasp in ecstasy. It was as if Jounichi was reading his mind, and turning the tables.

Now, instead of Kaiba continuing with his plan, Jounichi took that away from him and began to suckle at his neck.

"Agh... Jou... Jounichi..." The blonde grinned against the untanned flesh and experimented a bit. First with a few licks, and was rewarded with a wonderful groan. Then, when he focused his entire mouth on Seto's neck, the older man began to violently thrust his pelvis up, signalling to Jou that he wanted more. Jou smiled and kept up his ministrations, enjoying the lovely ride. Considering his sweet spot was getting hit every time he nipped the large vein just under the Adams apple. He grinned. At first, Seto had him on the run, screaming and bucking like a little girl. And now, Seto was the one screaming and kicking one one. He loved it. His eyes darkened as felt Seto burst inside him. The hot fluid coated his insides and burned slightly, but he didn't care.

Infact, he kept on rocking, as Seto’s hand ran up and down his sides. The erotic dance’s rhythm not wavering. Suddenly, Seto flipped them over, and removed himself from a whimpering Jou.

“Hey, I wasn’t finished yet!” Seto cast an evil glance towards the dog-like boy.

“Hush my lil' golden retriever, I’m not finished yet either.” With that, he flipped Jounichi onto stomach and pulled him down to floor.

“Lean on the seat for support.” Jounichi barely had enough time to comply when his rear end was hoisted up and again was filled with Seto throbbing member. He cried out a he pushed his face into Seto’s jacket. He breathed in an out, and hummed deeply. Each time Seto pounded into him, he would feel like he was heaven. At one point, he managed to get the right rhythm to time his response of pushing back when Seto slammed into him.

This kept going on for a while. The elderly driver in the front seat just sat back, head phones in his ears, and listened to some soft music, knowing full well what his young employer was doing back there. His weathered skin crooked up into a smile as he drove the back streets of the city.

"Well, that was the last thing I would have expected from you. Of all people. The cranky assed rich bastard." Seto's chest heaved, and he cracked open a dark eye. They had finished only but moments before, and all ready his little puppy was up and full of energy.

"And you were the last thing, and first thing, on my mind when I came to that blasted school. Mmm..." Jounichi sniggered, then, quickly looked around. He was slightly jittery, but a lot more relaxed.

"So, you ruined my clothing, and what shall I do for new ones?" Kaiba just snorted and dragged himself up. He pushed down the window to the front seat, and to Jounichi's surprise, a driver was seated at the wheel. He didn't look the least bit phased that his boss had just brought a man in the car, fucked his brains out and then rolled down the window completely naked. He reached out and grabbed a rather large box with wrapping paper on. By the looks of it, Jounichi guessed it was the expensive type of paper. Ones for weddings and such.

"Here, and stop your bitching." He rolled the window back up, and handed Jou the large flat box. After, Seto crawled over to other side of the limo and then brought out a damp cloth. He started to clean Jou's back, stomach and legs. His nether regions, and his face. He washed everything down and smiled when he was finished. After, he did the same to himself.

"What the hell is this?" Seto glared at him, and so Jou just decided that opening the box was a better thing to do then have the man who just fucked him senseless, kill him for asking a simple question. When he opened it, his eyes lit right up. It was that black leather jacket he wanted so badly for his birthday a weekweeks back, and the t-shirt with the Red Eyes' eyes on it. There was a pair of black silk boxers, and a blue sweater. Underneath it all was a pair of black leather slacks and a plain pair of wool socks. Jounichi chuckled.

"Decided to go all out with repaying me, but the socks you just couldn't be bothered eh?" Seto rolled his eyes and started to dress him self back into his clothes her wore from the start. From the corner of his eye, he watched Jounichi dress himself and decided he would do this again sometime. Only next time he'd take great care into not ripping anything too expensive off the delectable hound dog.

The car stopped, and Jou hadn't realized it was even moving. With out warning, Kaiba opened the door, shoved him out, and threw his packages at him. The door to the stretch limo slammed shut, and then rolled away. Jounichi watched as it disappeared behind a local convince store. He smiled to himself, and blushed. Slowly, he stood and gathered all his things. When he looked up to expect himself to be in the middle of nowhere, he was right in front of Yugi's house. He shrugged and walked towards it.

He rang the doorbell, and waited a few seconds. After hearing nothing from the inside, he rang it again. Soon he heard Yugi’s pitter-patter of small feet followed by Yami's heavy ones. He took a step back as the door flew open. There, Yugi was standing, panting from probably running all the way down stairs from his bedroom, and Yami was still dressed the day's previous attire. Jou stood there and smiled half-heartedly.

"Sorry I'm late Y-chan, Y-kun. I had a... Run in with an old friend." Jou smiled, and blushed at the thought. He was ushered inside the house, and Yugi went about gathering snacks for the three of them. When Yami offered to take his jacket, he refused.

"Nah, I’ll keep it on thanks. Twas a gift from a special friend." He smiled and crossed his legs on the sofa. He was given a few sweets, but decided against eating or drinking anything but water. The taste of Seto Kaiba still lingered on his pallet. He put the sweets into his pocket, and to his surprise, he found a small piece of paper. He took it out, and unfolded it. On it, it said "Happy Birthday, Jounichi, I am terribly sorry it's late. Also, Congratulations on your achievement at this year’s local tournament." His eyes narrowed in amusement, then widened as he saw the tiniest words ever at the bottom of the torn page from a duellist book. It said "Saturday Night, Kaiba corp. Room 4506, floor 37. 19:30 (7:30) Do not miss it, or I'll hunt you down and kill you."

Yugi and Yami both looked over and tried to look at what their friend was reading, but Jou just laughed, and crumpled it up, then put it back into his pocket. He knew he'd go.

Because now, now he was addicted to dark bastard from that moment on.

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Owari

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This was my best shot. I plan to write more for Valentine's Day because that's the date! XD. This was for Chingyfujimi! Hope ya like it!

I own nothing but the fic. No one in the fic is mine.