Desperate Times

Desperate Times

by: Telpei

Many thanks to my wonderful Beta, Jennie B. - You work wonders every time ^_~ *huggles*

Spoilers: None

Disclaimer: It’s not mine, so go ‘way, eh?

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The day had started out innocently enough. Seto had thought that it would be a nice gesture to offer Jounouchi a ride into town since he himself wasn’t taking the limo. He had thought that it would be a good chance to spend some time with his boyfriend, since it felt like they hadn’t so much as talked in two weeks. Both had been deeply involved in work as of late. He had been busy trying to find a record label to sign to do the release for the soundtrack to his latest VR adventure game (an innovative marketing scheme, he had to admit), and Jou had been working a lot of hours at a small, family owned bakery in Domino City.

It was bad enough that they hadn’t had a decent conversation in two weeks, but it had been nearly a ~month~ since they had last been intimate. Seto had never imagined just how desperate his lover was for sex when he had initially offered Jou a ride. So, it came as a surprise when, after picking Jou up at his apartment and driving three or four minutes down the road, the blond suddenly grabbed the wheel and sent the car careening into a dark, forgotten alley between two very tall buildings.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?!” Seto yelled as he slammed on the brakes and wrenched the steering wheel back from the crazy blond. “Are you trying to get us both killed?! Jounouchi! What on earth...” His rant trailed off, his voice dying as he noticed both the wicked gleam in Jou’s eyes and the fact that the blond already had his seatbelt undone and was leaning over onto his side of the car. “Jounouchi, what...ah, fuck,” he hissed, giving up on a coherent sentence when his lover’s deft fingers wiggled their way into his slacks.

“I’ve missed ya, Seto...I’ve been desperate...” Jounouchi purred, leaning up to lick a wet trail along the brunet’s throat and to trace the cusp of Seto’s ear with his tongue. “And desperate times call for desperate measures...” he whispered, his hot breath washing over Seto’s skin. His hands were soft, touching the brunet in all the right places with feather-light pressure - just enough to bring his cock to arousal, but hardly enough to satisfy. Apparently, Jounouchi remembered all his little tricks, even though they had been apart for so long. Seto swallowed audibly, hypnotized by the sight of Jounouchi moving his pants out of the way to free his straining erection. The brunet shivered, the sensation running straight down his spine, and his body arched clear off the seat when Jou leaned down and pulled the head of his arousal into his mouth. The suction was incredible, and the moist heat was overwhelming. It ~had~ been too long - for both of them. Seto moaned, gripping the seat beneath him with one hand while his other fumbled with the keys, trying to shut the car off. The engine rumbled to a stop, sending vibrations throughout the vehicle, and the brunet moaned in appreciation.

Jounouchi’s tongue was working wonders on his cock, touching him in all the right places and providing a slick, wet friction that was exquisite torture. Seto groaned again, pressing back against the headrest and hanging on for dear life as his talented lover brought him to the edge of release and kept him dangling just on the precipice. “Too much,” he gasped, sucking in a lungful of air as his hips jerked forward of their own accord. “K-Katsuya...it’s too...too fast!”

His sentence was broken and shaky, interrupted by gasping breaths and rumbling groans, but the blond seemed to get the point. He pulled back slowly, a roguish grin on his lips as he reached for the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out a small tube of lubrication. Seto tried to focus on his breathing, but he only had a moment to regain his control before Jounouchi’s fingers were rubbing the warm gel into the sensitive skin of his cock. Somehow, the blond had managed to remove his own pants in that short period of time, and the garment was now draped across the back of his seat while his shoes and socks had been discarded on the floor of the car. Jou smirked, passing the tube to Seto and reaching down between his knees. Grabbing the lever beneath his seat, Jou pushed himself back as far as he could go. He spread his legs in the process, propping one up on the dashboard and tucking his other around the shift stick. “C’mere, Tiger...” he purred, pulling Seto over by the lapels of his suit jacket.

Seto groaned and fumbled clumsily with his seatbelt, but he managed to disentangle himself from the device before crawling over to Jou’s side of the car. The brunet folded his body into the small space between the seat and the dashboard so that he was kneeling between the blond’s spread legs. Jou had undone the buttons of his shirt, and he grinned wolfishly at Seto, leaning in for a steamy kiss while the brunet struggled with the packet of lube. However, being the CEO of a multi-billion dollar corporation had taught Seto nothing if not how to multi-task. In a minimal amount of time, his fingers, slick and wet, were probing between the blond’s ass cheeks.

Two of the slippery digits disappeared into the depths of Jounouchi’s body, and the blond let out a husky growl that was lost in their kiss. He shifted his hips slightly, spreading his legs a little bit further apart and urging Seto on by sliding his hands into the dark, chestnut hair and tugging impatiently. Seto chuckled, the sound reverberating across their joined lips, and a third finger joined the first two. In no time at all, Jou was ready, panting hard, his cock flushed purple and oozed pre-cum from the tip.

“More, Seto,” the blond murmured, sliding his lips over to the brunet’s ear and delving his tongue inside. “Stop taking your damned time and fuck me already!”

“Mmm, you don’t have to ask me twice,” Seto replied, his voice deep with lust and arousal. He slid his lips down his lover’s throat and suckled at the base, marking Jou’s creamy skin while he lined up his aching cock with the blond’s puckered entrance. He slid inside, burying his erection to the base and growling wantonly as he did so. Jou arched back, his head hitting the headrest and lolling back and forth as he adjusted to the exquisite mixture of pleasure and pain. Seto’s dick was hard and hot inside of him, stretching his muscles to their limit as they expanded to accept his wide girth.

“Ahhh, fuck,” Jou hissed, shifting his hips slightly and groaning again as Seto pulled out just slightly and thrust back in. “Fuck, that feels good!”

“Ready for more?” Seto asked, his voice was breathless and needy as he stared intently at his lover. Jou nodded once, and that was all the confirmation the brunet needed. With a soft series of grunts, he began to thrust in earnest, rocking the car on its shocks and driving Jounouchi mad with desire. His tongue, lips, and teeth all worked their way down the blond’s chest, pulling at a golden nipple ring and laving a circle around the raised bud. Jou cried out, his hands finding purchase at the base of Seto’s neck, and he grasped the brunet’s strong shoulders as his hips bucked up in time with his lover’s deep, hard thrusts.

Neither of them lasted long, due to the combination of too much time spent apart and the heat of the moment. The fact that they were fucking in one of Seto’s favourite cars was exciting in itself, but the semi-public setting of the alleyway had an even greater allure. Seto shifted his angle slightly; one hand slid around to the small of his lover’s back and he pressed Jou’s hips up slightly, while the other hand grasped at the door handle for leverage. The tip of his arousal thrust directly against Jou’s prostate gland, and the blond loosed a carnal scream. The hot, white ribbons of his release splattered against his stomach and the muscles of his inner channel instantly clamped down on Seto’s pistoning cock. The tightening of his lover’s anal passage massaged the brunet’s erection, assaulting him with waves of pleasure that shot straight up his spinal cord. With a shuddering gasp, Seto finally tumbled over the edge with fireworks flashing in his vision.

Slowly, the two men came down from their orgasmic peak, though they were still breathing hard and their hearts were racing. “Man,” Jou gasped, leaning forward so that their foreheads pressed together. “We have ~got~ to do this more often...”

Seto rolled his eyes, leaning up slightly and stealing a short kiss. “Preferably not on the way to work, next time. We’re both going to be late.”

Ooo The End ooO