Perfect

Perfect

Summary: Jou and Varon…and their relationship?
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: ;___;
Author’s Note:*bows* Apologies Purezu….;____;


Jou finished locking up the café and stepped out into the muggy summer night. It was just August now and it seemed like it was only getting hotter. He tossed his apron over his shoulder and started to light a cigarette when the rumble of an engine was heard.

“Thought you were quitting?”

The blond smiled and put the cancer stick away, running his hands through his hair and going over.

“I am…it’s just that every time I go see my dad he’s got a pack and I tell him to quit and we wind up smokin’ together.”

The brunette watched the other boy’s face. “Hard day?”

Jou nodded and reached up to remove the goggles from Varon’s forehead. He put them on and sat behind the boy. “These look better on me anyway…”

Varon laughed and restarted the resting machine, taking Jou with him into the night. When they reached the expensive high rise where Jou was staying with Ryou, they both went up, giving the doormen and elevator man dirty looks.

They went into the penthouse apartment quietly, a bit shocked to see Ryou still awake and in front of the tv. He gave them a wave in greeting and turned back to the television.

“He waitin’ for Dartz?” the Aussie whispered as they approached Jou’s room.

The blond nodded and when they reached his room, immediately got comfortable. Varon plopped down on the bed and turned on the television while Jou got out of his work clothes and headed for the shower.

Fifteen minutes later, the blond came out in a towel and sat near Varon who was reclined on the bed. He looked at the brunette, at the goggles on the night stand, the boy’s scuffed black boots propped up, and smiled.

Yeah, he definitely liked Varon being in his space. He’d been staying at Varon’s house nearly every day and night since the two had “gotten” together two weeks before. It was weird for him, it seemed like over all they were friends first and yeah, they shared hot kisses and touches, but hadn’t had sex yet.

And it didn’t bother him at all.

“Wot ya lookin’ at?”

“Nothin’ much!” he quipped and they both laughed.

“Ready t’go?”

Jou leaned and looked in his face, blocking the Aussie’s view of the tv. “Do ya wanna stay here wit me tonight?”

“Why? Don’t wanna roide?”

“I do, I do, but seein’ ya here like this makes me want ya here tonight. Ya never come in here. Ya usually stay out in da hall.”

“Well you were gonna shower this toime.”

“How’d ya know? Maybe you wanted t’ come in.”

Varon laughed and leaned forward to kiss Jou. “Yeah, Oi did, I was just a bit worried about the whole Ryou thing. But seriously, let’s go. This place ain’t you. This ain’t yer room Babe.”

Jou considered this. Varon was right. In his very weird way, Varon was usually right. He’d been living here for a while now and nothing in this room rang of him. He kept it clean, so clean that it looked like a guest room every time he came back to it. Hell, even stayin’ at Yami’s or Honda’s he’d given the place a little Katsuya Jounouchi.

Varon looked like he was going to get up so Jou stopped him with a kiss. He didn’t want to leave yet, didn’t want to get dressed just yet.

He scooted closer to his boyfriend, pleased when Varon shoved up the towel so the blond could straddle his waist.

It didn’t matter that Jou had been nearly freezing from the air conditioner hitting his skin, but being with Varon this way just turned his dial right up. The other boy’s hands traveled down his back and the blond found himself moaning right into their kiss, rocking against him.

Sure, he wanted sex, but he knew even though they shared kisses and the same bed a lot, Varon wasn’t ready for what he wanted.

He could feel Varon getting hard beneath him and back up on his knees, pulling away from Varon’s mouth. The Aussie kept leaning forward for more, both their face flushed with want.

He unbuttoned the boy’s jeans and bent over, ready to give when Varon stopped him and pulled him into another kiss.

“V, don’t you –”

“Shhh…hang toight Babe…”

Jou yelped in surprise when he felt Varon’s hand around him under the towel. He gripped Varon’s shoulders and thrusted into the hand, moaning like a dying man. Varon never did this, never. He usually did everything, not that he didn’t mind the brunette writhing under his hands or mouth, but this felt so damn good.

“y’ loike it?”

The blond nodded wordlessly, pants increasing.

“Ya wanna come over t’noight?”

“Wanna cum…” he grunted, growling and kissing Varon on the mouth, trying to get the boy to speed his hand up. “Varon –come on!”

The Aussie chuckled and looked into Jou’s lust filled eyes, giving him what he wanted. His hands sped up considerably and the blond threw his head back. “Oi want cha t’ move in Jou.”

He howled as he came, the towel catching it all, purring and nuzzling the hard body in front of him. He finally came down, shivering.

“Wha –what?” he panted, trying to catch his breath even as he kissed at the brunette’s neck.

“Oi want ya with me in moi place. Most of your things are there anyway.”

“Nah, just the things –that –Varon….” He moaned, feeling the boy’s hands on his bare ass. “What are you –ummmm Babe please….”

The blond felt a digit at his entrance, teasing and he sucked on Varon’s neck. God, what was he doing tonight, did he want to have sex tonight?

Oh god, please yes he wants to fuck me. I want to fuck, please Varon…

He began to move against the boy again, speaking softly. “Ya want me t’ move in huh? V?” He moved his hand down and rubbed it over the youth’s erection. “Ya ready to convince me?”

Varon nodded and removed Jou’s towel. “Oi do want ya Jou, Oi do, just had to figure out what the fuck t’ do first…” He kissed down the boy’s body and Jou shuddered, his whole body blushing.

“Well, ya don’t see that everyday now do we Love?”

Jou laughed and shook his head. “Y’ just feel good is all.”

They looked into each other’s eyes and Jou hugged Varon about the head, pressing the boy’s face to his chest.

“Varon, let me get dressed, let’s go.”

“Oi don’t want ya t’ get dressed, Oi’d loike ya now.”

The blond smiled and kissed the spiky head in front of him. He settled back down on his knees. “If I’m going to move in, wouldn’t it be betta there?”

Varon ran his hands up Jou’s back and down over his backside, gripping his thighs. “Jou…”

The blond looked down into his boyfriend’s eyes and saw the poor disguised lust there. Suddenly, he felt very naked.

“Varon?”

He felt the brunette’s hand running up and down his thigh more and more urgent, watching Varon restrain himself.

“Let’s do this…Babe, let’s do this…” Varon looked up him again and Jou swallowed hard.

“Varon…at your place, I promise we can –Ummmmm…”

The Aussie started to lick his chest, working his way over to his nipples. Joumoaned and began to move against him. He realized what was happening and backed off. “No, no no! Varon come on at your place –”

He tried to get over to his dresser and get dressed but was pulled back onto the bed. Varon tickled him, making him lose his focus and was pinned. The brunette kissed him with fire and felt up his sides eagerly.

“Wot ‘bout we do this now an’ you just move in t’noight?”

Jou panted, shaking his head. “How about…how about I move in tonight and we fuck then?”

Varon stepped back and ran his hands through his hair. He gave a laugh and shook his head, sucking in his breath. “Whoa…”

The blond laughed and gave him a kiss. “It’s about time damn it…let me get dressed though for real…”

“Roight…” Varon went back over to the bed and sat with his back to Jou, toying with the goggles on the night stand.

He always wanted Jou, since that first kiss that night, but lately the more Jou came over, the more Jou slept next to him, the more he wanted to be with him seriously. He hated to admit it to himself, but he wasn’t ready to really get past kissing Jou. He was still at odds with the whole “gay” thing.

Think the term is “bi” Mate… He sighed and looked down at his boots. He’d probably need a new pair soon.

He smiled as he felt hands ease up over his shoulders and down his chest. He leaned back and smiled.

“’Ey sexy.”

“I’m dressed, let’s go.” Jou kissed the boy on the mouth and they left the room, turning off the light. They left and Ryou was still watching tv, huddled in a blanket.

They went downstairs and hopped on Varon’s bike, speeding off to a dimmer part of town and when they made it, they burst into the apartment joking and laughing.

“Yeah well ya didn’t have t’say it to her face!”

“Wot? She’s ugly!”

“Nah…” Jou turned on the corner lamp and the tv, plopping down on the futon. “Dat bitch was fugly.”

“Fugly?”

Jou grinned and Varon took off his shirt, tossing it in the hamper in the closet. “Fuckin’ ugly.”

The Aussie laughed and came to sit with Jou as they watched tv. Eventually the brunette got up and turned off the lamp so that they were both illuminated by the glow of the television.

“Babe…”

“Hm?” Jou grinned as a man on a motor bike went flying over the curb.

“Would ya really move in with me?”

The blond looked at him. “Why wouldn’t I?”

“Oi dunno…ya got it great ovva there in Ryou’s pad…”

“But you said it yourself, I don’t really live there.”

Varon looked into brown eyes. “yeah…y’ live ‘ere wit me…”

The blond leaned in and they kissed, their hands holding in the places they knew would bring them comfort.

As they kissed, Jou thought that sometimes that’s what he loved about Varon the best, that he was comfort. That they understood each other and the world from their own angles, different, but similar enough to where they never had petty fights. He didn’t know how he felt with Varon, but he knew it felt all right.

He found himself with out his shirt and reaching out for kisses as they both grew impassioned in the tv light.

“V?” he whispered as he felts hands at his fly. “Why wouldn’t I wanna live here wit ya? Why not?”

Varon took off his pants, both of their pants and got them under the covers, turning the volume low.

“Because…Oi live in a one and half room place…and work at a car garage…where Oi make squat and hafta do a semester of senior year ovva.”

Jou sat up and looked at the brunette. “I work two jobs and damn near dropped outta eighth grade cuz my dad. Who cares?”

“You?”

“Babe, I went out with a rich psycho and a whore in suburban clothing. You’re an improvement. An upgrade.”

The looked at each other and Varon laughed softly. “Oi dunno…she just used t’ tell me Oi was nothin’ all the toime.”

“Y’ain’t nothin’ V. You’re mine. That makes ya the best as far as I’m concerned.”

The Aussie nodded and looked over Jou’s shoulder at the tv. “I don’t think I can do this…”

Jou kissed him and turned so that his back was to Varon’s chest. “I’ll live V. I don’t need sex to stay functional.”

The boy leaned over him and kissed his cheek. “Thank god, Oi’m freakin’ out about this all ovva the place. Nevva ‘ad sex wit a gorgeous guy loike you Babe.”

Jou watched the tv, his eyes already failing. “Mmm, me neither. Work tomorrow?”

“Nah…got Monday’s off too. So we can sleep in.”

The blond was already on the hazy brink of sleep, letting out a purr. “Perfect…”


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When Jou work up, his hair was in a million directions and his mouth felt dry. He rubbed his eyes and reached out, a glass reaching his fingers.

He loved it that Varon knew him so well already. Seto never bothered with him or was gone too early and Honda, that jack ass kicked him out right after they fucked.

Good smells came from the small room adjacent to the living room/bed room and Jou smiled flopping back.

“Varon…” he called. “Come back to bed.”

“Nah Love, Oi gotta finish this. You want scrambled eggs again?”

“Whatever.” He yawned and turned on the tv. A talk show was on.

Um…transsexual housewives and their midget lovers?

He changed the channel and perked up. “Ooo! Varon! It’s that plastic surgery show where they show the operations!”

“You’re sick!” came the reply. “Which one is it? The one with the darkie host or the one with the lady?”

“Don’t say ‘Darkie’ V! That’s…wrong!”

“Aw shut it!” the boy replied. “Ever since you went to that therapy for that ya been no fun! Y’ know Oi ain’t bein’ racist! Soides…He’s dark.”

Jou laughed and scratched his hair, mussing it more. He changed the channel and began watching an animal channel. Varon came in and handed him a plate, the Aussie pulling the low desk over to them so they wouldn’t eat on the futon.

They watched in silence until they saw a segment featuring a woman who’d thrown thirteen newborn puppies in the trash can.

“That’s fucked up…”

Jou frowned. “Hope they send that bitch to jail…who could do that? I know it’s New York, but really! Pups nevva even had a chance!”

“New York dat harsh?”

Jou shrugged. “Some places yeah…I was only there till like…six or so. Then we came here.”

“Hm…”

They finished their breakfast, scowling at the idiots who abused animals and cheering the animal police. Varon washed everything up and rejoined his boyfriend on the futon. He hugged Jou to his chest, putting his chin on his shoulder.

“What’re we doin’ t’day?”

“Sleepin’ all day.”

The brunette kissed Jou’s temple, making the boy laugh. Jou reached up and tugged one of Varon’s spikes.

“Maybe we’ll cut yer hair!”

“Nevva!” he tickled Jou’s sides, delighting in his laughs. This was what he loved. Just being with Jou was wonderful. They didn’t need all that dating, going out, sex every five seconds shit, they had time with each other when it mattered, when they needed it and that’s what counted.

“Gotta tell ya…”

The blond had calmed down and was now emitting only sporadic giggles. “You’re really a man?”

Varon laughed and took the remote from Jou who had put it back on a talk show. “No you fool!” He leaned Jou over in his arms and looked into his eyes. “OI had t’ go get some…advoice.”

“yeah?”

“Yeah.”

“Bout what?”

Varon shrugged, sitting Jou back up and holding him close. “Sex.”

“Y’ coulda asked me. Who’d ya ask?”

“Amelda…”

The blond burst into laughter, tossing his head back even Varon protested.

“Hey!”

He calmed down and pulled away to face the boy. “V, Babe, y’ coulda asked me!”

Varon scratched his head and looked down. “Awkward…”

Jou crawled close and ducked his head to met Varon’s gaze. “Yeah, but how else will you know what drives me insane?”

“Troil and error?” Varon shrugged and let Jou push him on his back. They kissed for a bit and Jou sat up, straddling him. Varon watched him and decided that he liked the way Jou looked in the morning.

“Amelda was a lil ‘elpful, but most of the shit he said was down roight devious. ‘e said if we were ‘avin’ problems, that we should get drunk and fuck.”

“Nah, that leads to really bad hangovers when I do it. I tried it with Seto once. He rarely drinks and after I saw him throwing up, I know why….”

Varon laughed and ran his hands up Jou’s thighs, under the blue material of his boxers. “Mmmm…”

Jou leaned down and began kissing Varon’s neck, letting the boy feel over his back and down inside his boxers. He came to life in the Aussie’s hands and gave a thrum of pleasure when the boy started to fist his erection.

“Varon –babe…”

“Shoulda told me ya liked this so much....”

Jou moaned and sat up, pushing his boxers down. “Y’ know I do…” he groaned and moved closer to Varon’s face. He put his palms down on either side of the boy’s face and panted.

“babe…” he whispered. “it’ll be no big thing if you just –ahhhh”

He whimpered when he felt Varon’s tongue connect with the leaking tip of his manhood. He’d have to thank Amelda for that tip later.

He didn’t resist when he was pulled closer and howled lustily when his erection was sheathed in Varon’s mouth. He immediately began thrusting, trying to be gentle as he wasn’t sure how much Varon could take.

“Ummm Varon!” He leaned over on his forearms and pressed closer, knowing he had to be down Varon’s throat and giving short, fierce thrusts as he felt tongue and throat working to bring him off. He nearly lost it when he felt Varon’s fingers at his backside again and just spread his legs in invitation. They never went in, only teased and he soon found himself screaming in pleasure any way.

He felt Varon swallow him and pulled away, the other boy sitting up and coughing a little as Jou fell boneless beside him, panting.

“God…I want that every morning for breakfast…”

Varon wiped his mouth and leaned down to kiss the boy more. “If you’re like this then Oi musta done it roight.”

Jou nodded, taking Varon’s hand. “Lemme show ya…” He sucked on the boy’s fingers and spread his legs. Varon was an interesting shade of red, the blond knowing he was as hard as a rock. He took the fingers out and gave a moan as he guided them between his legs.

“Don’t exactly need that cock of yours to get me off Babe…all I need is you…” He inserted one of Varon’s fingers, watching the Aussie’s face. It contorted in pleasure and the boy gasped.

Jou chuckled breathily and moved on the fingers. “Guess that’s all you needed too…fuck me V…”

The brunette moved his finger in and out with vigor, a little puzzled as to why Jou was still guiding his hand until he hit something and Jou cried out, arching up.

“God yes that do it fuck me Varon yes!”

The boy was taken aback but did as he was told and pushed his digit against the spot again and again, watching as Jou’s cock came back to life and his body flushed the heated pink he’d come to love.

“Loike it?” he breathed, leaning close to the boy’s face.

Jou opened his mouth, ready to speak, but just moaned again, fingers digging into the futon, foot kicking at the sheet.

Varon inserted another finger and Jou giggled huskily, fingers embedding themselves in messy blond hair. He remembered having to beg Seto in a non sexual way to do this, even as a part of preparation and Honda wouldn’t see it, preferring to have Jou do it himself in front of the uni-spike haired boy. With Varon it felt so perfect and he loved it.

He was arching off the bed now, thrusting his hips into the air and moaning. “Varon –Varon –”

“Y’ want anotha y’ dirty tart?”

Jou nodded fast, reaching for Varon’s other hand and putting it on his neglected member.

Varon added a third finger and Jou practically growled in desire. The youth pumped and scissored his fingers, trying to see what sort of sounds he could get out of Jou, wondering why they hadn’t done this before and wondering most of all what it feel like to have his dick in there.

He pulled at Jou, trying to bring him relief, stopping to straddle the boy’s chest. The blond knew what he wanted and pulled down his boxers. They weren’t in a good position so all Jou could do was get at the tip, but that was enough for Varon as he came, feeling Jou’s seed splash against his back again and again as the boy moaned his release.

In this moment, cheeks flushed, mouth open, cum on his check, chin and some in his hair, Jou looked nothing short of erotic to his boyfriend. Varon grabbed the towel he’d brought from the kitchen and wiped Jou’s face, leaning down to kiss him hungrily.

They sat up and Jou wiped Varon’s back, the two boys sitting there kissing quite nakedly until a ringing cell phone jolted them both. Jou crawled over to Varon’s jeans, the brunette getting a prime view of the boy’s assets from the backside.

“Hello?” he asked breathlessly. “…I can’t. Sorry. It’s my one day off a week…Yes. Sorry again…”

Jou hung up and phone and went back to the bed, getting in beside a sleepy looking Varon.

“Loike that?”

Jou turned in his arms and pressed back to him, putting Varon’s arms around him. “Perfect…”

The Aussie placed feathery kisses all over the blonde’s shoulder and nuzzled the back of his neck. “Perfect.”


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*Sorry you guys. Sorry I haven’t updated A home of Our Own or done those One Shots I promised…I just been…I dunno besides, the one shots don’t get lots of readers…and I thought the Rishid/Shadi smut was particularly hot.
*This wasn’t really what I wanted ot probablywhat you wanted but I’m trying to show how their relationship is different…I dunno. I think I need to just….get it back together.
*Better lemon I swear later. Schwarzwald apologizes deeply.