Seduction and Sex

Seduction and Sex
Part: 1/1
Pairing: J/S (Jounouchi/Seto, Jounouchi/Kaiba, Jou/Kai, Jou/Kai, KJ/SK)
Rating: NC-17
Warning: PWP (Plot-What-Plot), yaoi, and lemon.
Disclaimer: this fanfic is written for entertainment purpose only. No copyright infringement intended. Both characters in this story belong to Kazuki Takahashi.
Illustration: http://www.geocities.com/seinengappi/illust/yu_art022.html
N/A: Nel wants a lemon fic so here you go. The illustration is an extra. Pull down if you prefer to see it before reading the fic.


During their last year in high school, Seto Kaiba had miraculously saved Katsuya Jounouchi from his father and after a bout of hot sex, they had become lovers.

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Jounouchi looked dejectedly at Kaiba’s spacious room. It was lavishly furnished but completely devoid of pers tou touch. He had been staying there for two days but still couldn’t get used to it. His brain rejected the emptiness and impersonality, despising those monotone white walls which reminded him of the stale hospital air. Inside him, there was an insistent urge to spoil that cleanness and neatness, messing over things, spilling colors over it. A dash of red on the always closed window, and some yellow and orange on those walls would be good enough.
He swept his eyes around the room again and stopped at the other occupation of the room who looked small and distant behind a wide table, working tirelessly but quietly on his computer. If he blinked his eyes, probably, Seto would melt into that large swivel chair like some kind of ghosts that kept hiding from people.
He forced a loud sigh, asking for attention to his boredom but it obviously went unnoticed by the CEO. It was both strangely frustrating and exciting at the same time. He felt challenged by thatndatndation of ice.
Pulling off his shirt, he dropped it on the floor and grinned with a slight satisfaction at the slight disorder he had created.
As soon as his arms wrapped around him, Seto tensed visibly but he didn’t attempt to shove Jounouchi away, his long fingers still dancing on the keyboard as if he was a master musician who was perfectly unaffected by uninspiring factors.
How long could he stand him, Jounouchi wondered.
His face buried into Seto’s soft hair, smelling the familiar fresh shampoo and he breathed out, “Let’s go to bed, Kaiba. It’s been too long.”
He lift his head slightly to catch a glance fleetingly delivered from the deep of his blue eyes and then came that nonchalant composed voice.
“Get off, mutt. We just did it in the morning.”
Should he give up that easily? Oh, dream on. He was Jounouchi and if Jounouchi wanted anything, he took it, and if he couldn‘t, the least he could do was to fight for it.
This time, it was not a fight, nor a duel but a seduction.
With one hand tracing lazily down Seto’s back, drawing little shivers from that clean body, he let his mouth wander, nipping on Seto’s lobe, kissing his neck and leaving sloppy traces behind.
“Hush, Kaiba… it’s night now. Come to bed with me and I’ll make it sooooo good. Don‘t you like it when my hands grip you so hard that you scream, or my mouth wraps around you, sucking you off? Don’t you like to feel every inch of my cock inside you, filling you, pushing deeper and yet you still want more and beg for my cock?”
His voice had taken a hoarse tone, carrying his lust on his breath, feeling Seto’s want and need mirror his as the other boy unconsciously shuddered and moaned.
Seto bit back another moan, his fingers grabbing the mouse so hard that his knuckles turned white.
“I’ve prepared a gift for you, Kaiba. Give me your hand, palm up,” whispered Jounouchi, perfectly expecting Seto to do so.
A moment passed. Seto took his time to gain his composure back and weight the pros and cons as if showing some part of his interest in anything other than the Blue Eyes hurt his pride. In the end, his curiosity won and he extended his hand.
Jounouchi smiled, pressing another kiss on Seto’s cheek, dropping the said gift into the waiting hand before resuming his slow caress on Seto’s shoulders and back.
“There.”
“What?” Seto looked confused at the small vial in his hand. He almost laughed. His other hand now had taken another course to slide down Seto’s chest, feeling the little nipples through the thin pajama.
“Lubricant. Cherry flavored. Do you like it?”
And then his groin was pushing against Seto‘s thigh, allowing the other boy to feel his full hardness, long, hard and warm.
Seto struggled to keep his facial, his cheeks blushing furiously at the implication behind the gift. His tongue unconsciously flicked out between small white teeth to wet his lips nervously. That simple action caused Jounouchi loose his control. Cupping Seto’s face with his hands, he pressed his mouth on Seto’s, nipping on the pink lip until Seto moaned and parted his lips, welcoming him in.
Their tongues brushed, sliding over, tasting, entwining in a heated kiss, sending sparks of desire down his spine. Seto tasted like cinnamon but not quite. It was more like some kind of strange and exotic spice he hardly ever heard of. He kissed harder, pressing on, wanting all and everything of Seto.
Their hands were shedding off clothes, baring skin, touching, pulling, rubbing and he thought he would come right there. The pace was too fast for his liking.
He pulled back momentarily, leaving Seto completely shaking and disoriented.
“Don’t stop, mutt…” protested Seto, trying to reach for him again but soon found himself picked up, carried to the bed and dropped down before he was aware of the actions.
And then in a matter of seconds, Jounouchi was on him again, completely nude and hard, pushing against him, hot skin against hot skin, eliciting groans from both of them.
Their lips brushed again. However, Jounouchi didn’t linger but moved down to his chest. His mouth soon found a nipple and opened to take it in, his teeth raking over it.
Seto cried out, his hands clutching Jounouchi’s head, and soon whimpered, accepting some kind of apology as Jounouchi purred, kissing and sucking that red nipple.
Suddenly, Seto’s hands wrapped around him, pulling him up for a searing kiss that burnt and amplified the heat on his lower body.
“Mutt…” breathed Seto as they parted, pushing against each other again, drawing more frictions and Jounouchi was finding it hard to control himself.
“Kaiba… I‘m going to fuck you now,” hushed he and pulled away, feeling his head reel, his breath hot, sweat dripping down his taunt rippling muscles reflecting the faint light.
Jounouchi watched Seto blush and nod briefly and they completely turned him on, his cock engrossed with lust, begging to find home.
Applying a general amount of lube on his fingers, he spread Seto’s thighs apart before pushing a finger in. Seto sucked sharply on his breath and forced himself to relax again the finger which was intruding deeper inside him.
Jounouchi made a few fast thrusting motion into Seto’s entrance with his finger, feeling the muscles clamped down on it. He whimpered, almost lost himself, his eyes closing sliy wiy with lust on their own account.
His second finger entered, meeting little resistance, allowing him to stretch Seto in a hurry. After adding another finger, he withdrew.
Seto turned away to look at the moonlight slithering through the gash of the closed window, his body shaking slightly. He felt faltered when it came to this but his messed-up mind reminded himself that withdrawal was not the way he carried out his business.
Jounouchi made an awkward push then the blunp ofp of his cock penetrated Seto. The other boy gasped, trying to flex his muscles and accommodate that hard erection.
Seto cried again in surprise as Jounouchi pulled his leg up and started pushing steadily in. He was being stretched wider and as he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, Jounouchi pulled back slightly and thrust toward, gaining his way deeper.
He groaned, his hand clawing at the sheet at something, but avoiding Jounouchi’s shoulders because they would leave marks and he didn't like marks on that golden body.


Jounouchi was flushing and shaking to control himself from burying his cock into Seto and fucking him into the bed.
He leaned down and soothed Seto with kisses, tanned fingers trailing down to tug on the neglected cock. New waves of pleasure drifted over Seto’s body and he shuddered, tightening his muscles, ripping moans from Jounouchi.
As if taking the cue, the blonde withdrew and pushed towards again, impaling Seto completely. Seto’s eyes instantly widened as his upper body rose up off the sheet, pain lacing pleasure heightening the experience, making him cry out.
“Jou…” He panted helplessly and frantically searched Jounouchi’s mouth again. His lips opened, inviting Jounouchi to suck on his tongue.
As they kissed, Jounouchi started a series of short thrust into that maddening heat, his cock thick and hot, filling Seto over and over, and all Seto could do was and and moan and groan and cry into Jounouchi’s throat.
His hands on Seto’s hips were leaving dark bruises but Seto didn’t seem to mind, the boy's long legs hoisted over his shoulders, creating easier access.
Their kiss broke as he shove his erection in a particularly thr thrust. Seto threw his head backward and screamed and it was Jounouchi‘s name. That knowledge released Jounouchi completely off all restrains and he started setting a rhythm of long and fast fuck, sliding into that welcoming ass, his hand on Seto’s cock speeding up along with his thrust. The frictions and thrusting were driving them both crazy.
The air was dense and thick around them, smelling of sex. The world melt and dissolved in a haze of bright blue and white, centering at the rising heat on his lower body, coiling up, coursing like water. And then there was Seto who was spreading his legs wider for him and rising his hips up to meet his thrust.
“Jou…” cried Seto and came hard, shaking and twisting the bed sheet out of instinct. Jounouchi's stomach in turn spasm as he drove deeper into that tightening ass a few more times, and he screamed, spilling into Seto. Pleasure in the form of white blinking light completely took over his mind.
The first thing Jounouchi was aware off when came back from his sweet release was the heartbeats from the body under him. Seto peered sleepily under the long brown locks and sighed slightly as he pulled out.
"Want to join me in the shower, Kaiba? I have another gift for you.“

------- OWARI

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