An unusual meeting

Title: An unusual meeting
Author: Maeva
Rating: PWP Nc-17
Pairing: Jono-Uchi x Kaiba
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything related to Yu-Gi-Oh, blah blah blah, you know it…blah blah blah
Notes: I desperately need this to be betaed. Anyone who volunteers?!
Summary: in response to empressme22’s challenge…

The door of Kaiba’s office sprang open and a blonde, tall boy stormed in, glaring menacingly At him. The door slammed on the wall and closed itself behind Jono-Uchi’s back.
Seto rose his gaze form some papers he had been busying himself with and shot him a questioning glance.
“Just to know, how did you manage to get in?” The other boy shrugged.
“Your secretary took a pause.”
Kaiba took a mental note to fire that useless, lazy, annoying girl.
“Well, you’ve proved me that I should choose more carefully my collaborators. Now you may leave.” he pointed at the door and cocked his head on one side.
“No.”
Kaiba forced himself to smile. “You surely are stubborn. Come on, now tell me why you’re here, so we can talk it out, I can prove you’re wrong and you can finally leave me alone, mutt.” He looked straight into his eyes. “Which would be far better than having you around.” Jono-Uchi went behind his desk and dramatically put his hands on the armrests of Seto’s armchair, beside Seto’s body.
“We need to make something clear, Kaiba.” He made a pause to study intensely Seto’s amused face which tu him him furious. “I think you’re hiding something from me.” Seto tilted his head right.
“Iot hot hiding anything from you. What you cannot understand because you’re stupid it’s not my fault, mutt.”
“And I’m tired of this name-calling! Will you please stop calling me mutt in front of my friends? I don’t like it.” Kaiba leaned closer to him so that their nose-tips almost touched.
“Then I’ll call you loser when we’re within your friends’ hear reach, and mutt only in front of complete strangers. Or privately…” He licked his lips and placed a finger on Jono-Uchi’s chin. “…mutt.”
Katsuya mentally counted from 1 to 19,427.
“Feel better now?” Jono-Uchi fought back the irresistible urge to punch that grin away from his face. It made him so angry to see how his rage seemed only to amuse him more and more. And, of course Kaiba had appointed pissing off Jono-Uchi as his favourite pastime.
A bright red light lit on his interphone. He pushed the button and the annoying voice of his secretary bothered him for the last time.
“Mr Kaiba, your brother Mokuba is coming in.” Mentally cursing her for the hundredth time, Seto shot a deadly glance at Jono-Uchi, who was still standing in a compromising position, leaning over him and staring at him at less than two inches from his lips.
“Go away, idiot!” Seto urged him, and Katsuya quickly scanned the room in search for a fitting hiding place, and ended up finding none. When the door clicked and slowly opened, he found himself being unceremoniously pushed beneath Kaiba’s desk.
Mokuba didn’t even notice the tiniest movement and calmly walked up to the chair in front of the desk. Seto, who had stood up to push Jono-Uchi under there, decided to sit back on the armchair to speak to his brother. He pulled it close enough to the desk so that he could rest his forearms on it and allow some room to the boy beneath.
He crossed his legs as usual and smiled.
Jono-Uchi almost got a knee in an eye, so urged him to shift his position by giving him a light slap on an ankle. Seto caught the hint and unfolded his legs, spreading them open so that Katsuya could arrange himself and sit between them rather comfortably.
“Niisan, the main shareholder phoned a few minutes ago. He said that he and the other four main investors need to have a talk with you.” Seto nodded and made a small gesture with his hand.
“When?” he wanted this to end as soon as pole. le.
Mokuba took a quick glance at his clock.
“It could be anytime soon. He said something about starting a video-conference within a few minutes.” Seto’s mind searched through his huge vocabulary in search of the biggest curse he knew.
“Now?!” A little nod from his younger brother, and he swallowed hard.
‘No time to kick the mutt out’ he thought and decided to give a little advice to the blonde boy. He slid a hand under the table and made a clear gesture to him, the meaning of which was approximately ‘mess up my business and die.’
Jono-Uchi understood and quickly nodded, before noticing that the other had no means of knowing what he was doing under there, and decided to touch his hand, instead, to let him know he had fully got the message.
A few seconds afterwards five monitors lit up and emerged from the wall in front of Kaiba. Seto dismissed his brother in front of the investors and coldly greeted them “Well, it has been a while since the last meeting, isn’t it?” The others stared back at him and agreed with him.y I y I assume that it’s a very important problem what had led you to summon this conference all of sudden, screwing my very plans and bothering me deeply at this unpleasant moment?”
Jono-Uchi already started to feel bored, he guessed this could take hours. And he was forced to endure all this trapped under a stupid desk, sitting on the cold and hard floor between Kaiba’s legs, without any possibility to move even an inch from his position because of Seto’s long legs were on the way and didn’t exactly leave him that much room under there. He didn’t even have anything to do or to look at. Either he stared at the front part of the desk, which was of plain pine wood, or he stared at Kaiba’s crotch, which was at his eyelevel. And, having thought hard, he had decided that coming out now from under Seto’s desk could have been compromising enough to have the other boy lose his position and lead him to a premature and painful death. He turned away from the wood, having already memorized every single dark spot or flaw on it, and looked at Seto’s tight-fitting leather pants.
And he noticed something rather…unusual.
There was a pretty, respectable bulge in his crotch area, and was quite big too.
He grinned like an idiot at his discovery, amused by the fact that his actions had successfully drawn something else other than amusement out from his enemy.
Kaiba was in the middle of a long and complicated phrase, explaining how his investments would only affect positively his company’s balance, when he was forced to a full stop by the feeling of his pants loosening around his waist and crotch as skilful hands pulled down his zip. He swallowed nervously and anxiously examined the five men’ expressions, to see whether they had heard the soft noise or not. None of them seemed to have heard anything out of normal but his unjustified and sudden silence. So they were quite worried because he had stopped mid-sentence in such a crucial moment and had remained silent for over ten seconds. He ‘accidentally’ dropped a thick volume containing the last five years’ balances of the Kaiba Corporation. Apologizing widely to the five men, he knelt down with the excuse of picking it up and decided to take advantage of this to whisper, through clenched teeth, a few words to the blonde boy.
“What do you think you’re doing, mutt? Quit it!” And with the eme emerged from under thek, ak, a polite and ogizogizing smile on his lips and a light flush on his cheeks. Sitting again, he gave Jono-Uchi a small kick and started over his monologue from the beginning, this time succeeding in finishing it, leaving the other men to think over it for some time, in order to value the pros and cons of his idea.
Jono-Uchi, in the meantime, had managed to free Kaiba’s half-erected shaft out from his underwear and trousers. He helped himself with one hand and lazily stroked his erection to full life, and then he licked his lips in anticipation. Now he had a vague idea on how he would have been spending his time.
Above the desk, Kaiba bit his lower lip so hard he actually drew blood out of the cut just to maintain a minimum level of attention to the discussion. He could swear that his face was of a deep shade of red and his expression to be more than enough to betray him, but the others seemed too focused on their debate to notice anything, again.
He almost jumped up in surprise when the main share-holder asked his opinion. He gave them a vague answer and waved his right hand a little. They seemed to be satisfied by this unusual short answer and didn’t question him further, afraid that he could start talking again and keeping them there for endless time. Then they started another debate over the legitimacy of his latest investments, and Kaiba had to fight even harder than before to follow the sense of their discussion.
Jono-Uchi placed is hands on Kaiba’s firm thighs and slowly started to caress them upward. When he reached the hips, he slit his hands a bit under the shirt to have a quick touch at Kaiba’s fine abs. he caressed his sharp hips and pinched the creamy-white flesh. The cae came back to stroke Seto’s thighs down to his knee, before starting over again and gently rub his palms against the lower part of the trousers as far as he could, sending ticklish chills up his spine. Kaiba shifted a bit from his seat, and Jono-Uchi smiled.
Kaiba lowered his gaze to meet the smooth and clean surface of the desk, head between his hands and teeth digging into his lower lip. He didn’t even dare close his eyes, since the last time he did it, his mind had shim him the alluring image of himself fucking senselessly Jono-Uchi on that very desk. Actually, he had tried not to think about Jono-Uchi, or anythrelarelated to sexual matters, but having the above-mentioned blonde sit between his spread thighs under his desk and touch him didn’t really help.
Jono-Uchi then switched to nibble and bite the sensitive flesh of Kaiba’s inner thighs through his pants.
The other boy was taken by surprise by this sudden action and wasn’t able to restrain a gasp when Katsuya bit harder. One of the investors noticed his action and apprehensively looked at him. Kaiba discovered just how hard it was to think in such a moment and it took him some efforts to elaborate a fitting excuse. “Bumped my foot on the desk.” He mouthed to the man, see seemed to believe him.
Jono-Uchi trailed a path of kisses and bites on his left thigh, starting right above the knee and ending up mere inches away from Kaiba’s aching erection.
Kaiba was just about to scream in frustration, he wanted tosatisatisfied, and he wanted to be left alone with Jono-Uchi. But he couldn’t dismiss those men without a very good reason, and he couldn’t think properly with the blonde teasing him. He really tried hard to ponder over such an important matter, but all his ability to think flew away from his mind the moment Jono-Uchi wrapped his mouth around him, enclosing his manhood into a wet cave of liquid bliss. He felt as if his brain was being sucked away from him together with his erection and the only thing left for him to do was moan and sigh in pleasure. But a remote part of his brain wtilltill very conscious that he was supposed to be in the middle of an extremely important meeting and that he was to be concerned about his business’s future, and he began another fight to keep down the level of his moans.
Jono-Uchi was truly tasting his revenge, along with the other boy’s cock, and so decided to make him try how frustrating it was to be teased. He withdrew enough just to take the tip in his mouth and gently sucked at it, brushing his tongue against the sensitive flesh and around it, before tucking it into the slit.
Seto suffocated a sharp intake of breath and t to to calm down, digging his fingernails deep in his palm and decided to put an end to all this. He stretched his other arm under the desk and took hold of a handful of blonde hair, gently pulling away Jono-Uchi’s mouth, encouraging him to stop.
‘So Kaiba still has this much self-control’ the blonde thought, ‘bad thing.’ He finally decided and slapped away the hand, eventually going back to lick at his length with renewed enthusiasm, dragging Kaiba back to realm of mental incoherence.
Hight ght hand rested on Seto’s left thigh, squeezing and caressing him, stimulating him even more as his tongue skilfully licked the base of Seto’s prick. He swirled his tongue up Kaiba’s shaft and swallowed him up as much as he could take, helping himself with his other hand, holding him in place.
“…so, what do you think about it, Mr Kaiba?” he raised his head suddenly to meet five pairs of eyes focused on him. He opened his mouth in shock and horror. What could he say now? He hadn’t heard a word in the last five minutes. He cursed under his breath and grasped Jono-Uchi’s hair in a last effort to hold back his instincts.
“I don’t…well…err…I agree with you, sir.” He released the hand and sighed, covering his eyes with the other.
Jono-Uchi left him, but Kaiba was sure he was just teasing him, in fact the boy, smiling to himself, still held his erection in hand and started to smoothly pump it.
Kaiba bit again his lower lip and shut his eyes, focusing only on the hand grasping his manhood, but still firmly decided not to let out a sound.
Jono-Uchi took him in his mouth again and sucked him, Kaiba muffled a final moan into his hand while he came into the blonde’s mouth.
Jono-Uchi swallowed every single drop of Seto’s come, then withdrew and licked his lips, satisfied.
The main investor scrutinized Seto, truly worried, and asked him if there was anything wrong.
Kaiba raised his head, still shaking lightly, and touched his forehead, then sliding his hand down to meet the other, sustaining his chin. His cheeks were flushed, and he could really use some time alone.
“Yes, I mean, I’ve got a temperature... But it’s not important...” He waved his right hand, utterly surprised that he could perform that action again, concrete evidence that his brain hadn’t melt into a puddle of dirt.
The five men murmured something and agreed to end their meeting, leaving him to rest.
The monitors shut down almost at the same time.
Kaiba sighed and moved his chair, leaving some space to Jono-Uchi.
The blonde smiled and crawled out from under the table, he stood up and massaged his back and thigh, sore from the uncomfortable position he had been.
They exchanged a look, Kai Kaiba quickly turned away, blushing more and lowering his gaze.
“Go away.”
Jono-Uchi felt deeply offended and took the door, slamming it behind himself after he had exited.
Then it came to his mind that he could always come back to settle things with the spoiled millionaire.

-Fin-