Welcome To My Heaven
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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,757
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Welcome To My Heaven
Title: Welcome To My Heaven 0/12
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Beta: Touzaku`ou
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Kaiba x Jou, Farfarello x Jou, and several implied
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I don’t think even Takehito owns Farfie, and I certainly don’t own Yugi-Oh!
Summary: Farfarello finds himself a new toy...
NOTES: This is dedicated to Jounouchi_chan! It’s Christmas and this is her present! Thanks to Touzaku`ou for the plot bunny!
~*~*~*~
‘I don’t have time for you.’
Those words had hurt. And seriously pissed him off. He was so pissed off that he just turned around and left. Didn’t yell, didn’t grab his jacket, just left.
He can understand that Seto is a very busy guy. Hell, he runs a corporation by himself. But is it so much to ask that his boyfriend spend a little time with him once a week?
Apparently it is.
Jounouchi growls and kicks a beat up can. “Well fuck him! I’ll find someone else to drape on! See how much he likes THAT!”
The blow lifts him off his feet and sends him to slam against a brick wall, knocking both his breath and senses from him. If he didn’t know better, he’d think Seto had just kicked him. Except Seto doesn’t have a reason to kick him and the little fact that the brunet isn’t here but at his office doing paperwork makes that a no.
He doesn’t have a chance to even try defending himself when impossibly powerful arms pin him down. The other man’s face is covered by shadow except for one gold eye.
Then a heavy fist meets his temple and everything is dark.
~*~*~*~
Jou groans and lifts open his heavy eyelids. His ribs ache from where he took that sharp kick from nowhere and he won’t even mention his head. He lifts a hand to brush his golden bangs from his eyes to find the limb too heavy from a rusty, steel manacle. Following the thick links leads to a cold stonewall right out of a cheesy B-movie. “Ah, shit.” A flash of candlelight on metal catches his attention. A dark and obviously insane voice forces a shiver down his spine.
“Welcome to my heaven.”
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Beta: Touzaku`ou
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Kaiba x Jou, Farfarello x Jou, and several implied
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I don’t think even Takehito owns Farfie, and I certainly don’t own Yugi-Oh!
Summary: Farfarello finds himself a new toy...
NOTES: This is dedicated to Jounouchi_chan! It’s Christmas and this is her present! Thanks to Touzaku`ou for the plot bunny!
~*~*~*~
‘I don’t have time for you.’
Those words had hurt. And seriously pissed him off. He was so pissed off that he just turned around and left. Didn’t yell, didn’t grab his jacket, just left.
He can understand that Seto is a very busy guy. Hell, he runs a corporation by himself. But is it so much to ask that his boyfriend spend a little time with him once a week?
Apparently it is.
Jounouchi growls and kicks a beat up can. “Well fuck him! I’ll find someone else to drape on! See how much he likes THAT!”
The blow lifts him off his feet and sends him to slam against a brick wall, knocking both his breath and senses from him. If he didn’t know better, he’d think Seto had just kicked him. Except Seto doesn’t have a reason to kick him and the little fact that the brunet isn’t here but at his office doing paperwork makes that a no.
He doesn’t have a chance to even try defending himself when impossibly powerful arms pin him down. The other man’s face is covered by shadow except for one gold eye.
Then a heavy fist meets his temple and everything is dark.
~*~*~*~
Jou groans and lifts open his heavy eyelids. His ribs ache from where he took that sharp kick from nowhere and he won’t even mention his head. He lifts a hand to brush his golden bangs from his eyes to find the limb too heavy from a rusty, steel manacle. Following the thick links leads to a cold stonewall right out of a cheesy B-movie. “Ah, shit.” A flash of candlelight on metal catches his attention. A dark and obviously insane voice forces a shiver down his spine.
“Welcome to my heaven.”