Boiler Room
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Boiler Room
Beta: Jennie B. [*huggles and throws SETO ASSASSIN PLUSHIE (TM) at you*]
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: ...still not mine, damnit.
Summary: Just a little quickie in the boiler room...
A/N: This was written for a challenge at the Yahoo! Group A Dragon’s Lair, where the rules were to write a literal ‘quickie’, Seto/Jou, and keep it under 1500 words. This story won second place! *insert shameless gloating* ^_^;
OoooooooO
Jounouchi felt like he was in heaven, and he was totally convinced that Kaiba gave the best head in Domino City. Ten minutes ago, he’d been bored out of his mind in history class, until a crumpled note had hit him in the back of the head. It had read, simply, “Boiler room?” Jou had recognized the handwriting immediately. Now, here he was, praying that the janitor was on a loooooong smoke break, while Kaiba sat on his knees and sucked him off.
Jou was certain he would be grinning like a madman for the rest of the day, and it was possible that his friends might even start to suspect something. He and Kaiba had been sleeping together for nearly two months now, but it was still a well-kept secret. The past two weeks had been hectic, though. Jou had been involved in planning a surprise birthday party for Yugi, and Seto had been busy at the office – as usual. It would have been difficult for him to escape to Kaiba Manor, and Jou had decided not to risk getting found out by his friends. His two-week period of celibacy had been driving him nuts, and apparently Kaiba was feeling the same strain – as was evidenced by their current position.
“Holy...~fuck~...” Jounouchi swore under his breath, his voice a soft, hoarse whisper. Kaiba was good at everything he did, including blow jobs, and Jou was about to blow his load right then and there. He loosed a throaty growl as the brunet’s tongue massaged along the underside of his cock, the long length slipping into the wet cavern of his oh-so-talented mouth again and again. Seto alternated between suckling like a newborn baby on the head, and deep-throating the entire length like he’d been doing it his entire life. He stiffened his tongue and stabbed at the slit, tasting his salty, bitter pre-cum, and the blond had to bite back a scream. It was a good thing that the boilers were as loud as they were, or they probably would have gotten caught already.
“Man, Kaiba...” Jounouchi panted, watching through heavy eyelids as his lover bobbed his head. “Feels good...feels real good...” he murmured, trying to steady himself further with his weak legs, and grasping desperately at the water tank he was currently leaning against for some sort of balance. Seto looked so damn sexy on his knees with a dick down his throat. His eyes were dark blue with lust, staring up at Jou with a promise of more to come, literally. Jou moaned again as he shifted his hips, and he nearly yelped in surprise as one of Seto’s fingers slid along the cleft of his ass. Somehow, the sneaky brunet had managed to find some lube, his slick fingers penetrating Jou’s body – how long had the bastard been planning this boiler room excursion, anyway? It wasn’t long before the blond was rocking his hips into the wonderful heat of Seto’s mouth while those talented fingers rubbed and tortured his prostate gland relentlessly. His nerve endings were going wild with excitement and pleasure, and Jou saw white as he released his seed down Seto’s waiting throat, his body going limp and slumping to the floor with two fingers still squirming inside his hole.
“Fuck,” he groaned, knowing that his loud, impassioned cry had probably alerted someone in the school. However, at that moment, Jounouchi didn’t give a flying fuck about getting caught. He paused for a minute to catch his breath, watching with glazed, amber eyes as Seto loosened his belt and dropped his pants. “We should start a new tradition,” he finally said as he rolled over onto his hands and knees, his cock stiffening again as Seto’s fingers started massaging and groping the round globes of his ass. “We could do this everyday, y’know? Good stress relief.”
Seto’s deep, rumbling chuckle only served to further his arousal. Jounouchi praised the Gods of Fertility that he was young, and thanked them for a quick recovery. He didn’t have much time to think about anything else as he felt his body being penetrated by a familiar, thick cock that filled him so wonderfully. “Oh, God,” he groaned, spreading his knees a little further apart and arching his back just so, so that Seto’s substantial length would have no trouble brushing against his already sensitive prostate. Jou loosed some more vulgar language as Seto seated himself within the blond’s willing body before stilling for a moment to let his lover adjust.
It had been too long for both of them; Seto was aching for release, and Jou felt deliciously tight and hot in all the right places. Jounouchi was panting, his body stressed from the exertion, and he dropped onto his forearms, breathing heavily. “What the ~hell~ are you waiting for, you bastard?” he growled, glancing over his shoulder and sending Seto a wicked, tantalizing look. “Or maybe you’re just out of practice? I know it’s been a while since we’ve fucked, but gimme a break, Kaiba. Screwing is like riding a bike, right? You never quite forget how to – ohhh yeah, just like that...” he moaned loudly, his teasing cut off as Seto did begin to move within him, holding his hips with a firm grip and rocking their bodies against one another. The rhythm was hard and fast, just the way Jou wanted it, and it felt so damned ~good~. Jou was almost sorry that their relationship was a secret since he wanted to gloat to the world that he was fucking Seto Kaiba – and he was a damned good fuck, too!
The fervent sounds of their current romp suddenly seemed loud to Jounouchi, and he bit his lip to fight back another scream – partly because he really didn’t want to get caught, and partly because he didn’t want to give Kaiba the satisfaction. Their skin slapped together, echoing through the room, accompanied by the rumbling hum of the boilers and their own pants and groans. The daunting risk flooded Jounouchi’s body with adrenaline, somehow increasing the intense pleasure pooling in his groin. His whole body was trembling and sweating, his hair was damp on his forehead and the back of his neck, and he felt like he was going to explode from the inside out. Seto’s passion didn’t sound much more controlled as he rested his body against his lover’s, chest to back, and continued to rock his hips into Jounouchi’s ass. He bit down onto the blond’s shoulder as he found his release, his thrusts turning erratic and unpredictable, the heat of his semen sending Jou over the edge.
Jou’s legs finally gave out, and without their support, they both toppled to the ground in an exhausted heap. Seto lay there for a moment, his body covering Jounouchi’s and his hot breath washing over the blond’s neck. After a few long moments, the brunet finally slid free and got to his feet, tugging his pants up and straightening the rest of his clothes. In a few moments, he looked as good as new – save for the cocky grin on his face as he stared down at Jou. “Playtime’s over,” he teased, his words softened by the extended hand that he used to pull the blond to his feet.
“Yeah, yeah,” Jou replied with a scowl, righting his own clothes but somehow failing to reach the same perfection of appearance as his lover. “See if I ever put out for you again, you bastard,” he said, running his hands through his hair in an attempt to straighten it. He would have said more, too, if Seto hadn’t kissed him, his mouth hot and wet and delicious. Kaiba had one skilled tongue, that was for sure, and his kiss left Jou weak in the knees. He felt like a pathetic, lovesick girl for a moment – until Seto kissed him again and all coherent thought was temporarily lost.
They finally broke apart, but only because the boiler room door had opened and the janitor, his jaw dropped and eyes bulged, had stepped into the room. The old man frowned suddenly, crossing his arms over his chest. “I think you two boys had better head to the principal’s office,” he suggested, but a few bills from Seto’s wallet quickly changed his mind.
“We were just heading back to class,” the brunet replied easily, his arrogant exterior impressing Jounouchi. They’d gotten caught snogging in the boiler room, but it could have been a lot worse. The blond started walking back to his history lesson, knowing that Kaiba would be heading to his office for the rest of the day. As he found his seat in the back of the classroom, he had to hide a wicked grin behind his hand. They’d only gotten caught in a lip-lock, but Jou wondered what the janitor would think of the sticky mess left on the boiler room floor.
Ooo The End ooO
Spoilers: None.
Disclaimer: ...still not mine, damnit.
Summary: Just a little quickie in the boiler room...
A/N: This was written for a challenge at the Yahoo! Group A Dragon’s Lair, where the rules were to write a literal ‘quickie’, Seto/Jou, and keep it under 1500 words. This story won second place! *insert shameless gloating* ^_^;
OoooooooO
Jounouchi felt like he was in heaven, and he was totally convinced that Kaiba gave the best head in Domino City. Ten minutes ago, he’d been bored out of his mind in history class, until a crumpled note had hit him in the back of the head. It had read, simply, “Boiler room?” Jou had recognized the handwriting immediately. Now, here he was, praying that the janitor was on a loooooong smoke break, while Kaiba sat on his knees and sucked him off.
Jou was certain he would be grinning like a madman for the rest of the day, and it was possible that his friends might even start to suspect something. He and Kaiba had been sleeping together for nearly two months now, but it was still a well-kept secret. The past two weeks had been hectic, though. Jou had been involved in planning a surprise birthday party for Yugi, and Seto had been busy at the office – as usual. It would have been difficult for him to escape to Kaiba Manor, and Jou had decided not to risk getting found out by his friends. His two-week period of celibacy had been driving him nuts, and apparently Kaiba was feeling the same strain – as was evidenced by their current position.
“Holy...~fuck~...” Jounouchi swore under his breath, his voice a soft, hoarse whisper. Kaiba was good at everything he did, including blow jobs, and Jou was about to blow his load right then and there. He loosed a throaty growl as the brunet’s tongue massaged along the underside of his cock, the long length slipping into the wet cavern of his oh-so-talented mouth again and again. Seto alternated between suckling like a newborn baby on the head, and deep-throating the entire length like he’d been doing it his entire life. He stiffened his tongue and stabbed at the slit, tasting his salty, bitter pre-cum, and the blond had to bite back a scream. It was a good thing that the boilers were as loud as they were, or they probably would have gotten caught already.
“Man, Kaiba...” Jounouchi panted, watching through heavy eyelids as his lover bobbed his head. “Feels good...feels real good...” he murmured, trying to steady himself further with his weak legs, and grasping desperately at the water tank he was currently leaning against for some sort of balance. Seto looked so damn sexy on his knees with a dick down his throat. His eyes were dark blue with lust, staring up at Jou with a promise of more to come, literally. Jou moaned again as he shifted his hips, and he nearly yelped in surprise as one of Seto’s fingers slid along the cleft of his ass. Somehow, the sneaky brunet had managed to find some lube, his slick fingers penetrating Jou’s body – how long had the bastard been planning this boiler room excursion, anyway? It wasn’t long before the blond was rocking his hips into the wonderful heat of Seto’s mouth while those talented fingers rubbed and tortured his prostate gland relentlessly. His nerve endings were going wild with excitement and pleasure, and Jou saw white as he released his seed down Seto’s waiting throat, his body going limp and slumping to the floor with two fingers still squirming inside his hole.
“Fuck,” he groaned, knowing that his loud, impassioned cry had probably alerted someone in the school. However, at that moment, Jounouchi didn’t give a flying fuck about getting caught. He paused for a minute to catch his breath, watching with glazed, amber eyes as Seto loosened his belt and dropped his pants. “We should start a new tradition,” he finally said as he rolled over onto his hands and knees, his cock stiffening again as Seto’s fingers started massaging and groping the round globes of his ass. “We could do this everyday, y’know? Good stress relief.”
Seto’s deep, rumbling chuckle only served to further his arousal. Jounouchi praised the Gods of Fertility that he was young, and thanked them for a quick recovery. He didn’t have much time to think about anything else as he felt his body being penetrated by a familiar, thick cock that filled him so wonderfully. “Oh, God,” he groaned, spreading his knees a little further apart and arching his back just so, so that Seto’s substantial length would have no trouble brushing against his already sensitive prostate. Jou loosed some more vulgar language as Seto seated himself within the blond’s willing body before stilling for a moment to let his lover adjust.
It had been too long for both of them; Seto was aching for release, and Jou felt deliciously tight and hot in all the right places. Jounouchi was panting, his body stressed from the exertion, and he dropped onto his forearms, breathing heavily. “What the ~hell~ are you waiting for, you bastard?” he growled, glancing over his shoulder and sending Seto a wicked, tantalizing look. “Or maybe you’re just out of practice? I know it’s been a while since we’ve fucked, but gimme a break, Kaiba. Screwing is like riding a bike, right? You never quite forget how to – ohhh yeah, just like that...” he moaned loudly, his teasing cut off as Seto did begin to move within him, holding his hips with a firm grip and rocking their bodies against one another. The rhythm was hard and fast, just the way Jou wanted it, and it felt so damned ~good~. Jou was almost sorry that their relationship was a secret since he wanted to gloat to the world that he was fucking Seto Kaiba – and he was a damned good fuck, too!
The fervent sounds of their current romp suddenly seemed loud to Jounouchi, and he bit his lip to fight back another scream – partly because he really didn’t want to get caught, and partly because he didn’t want to give Kaiba the satisfaction. Their skin slapped together, echoing through the room, accompanied by the rumbling hum of the boilers and their own pants and groans. The daunting risk flooded Jounouchi’s body with adrenaline, somehow increasing the intense pleasure pooling in his groin. His whole body was trembling and sweating, his hair was damp on his forehead and the back of his neck, and he felt like he was going to explode from the inside out. Seto’s passion didn’t sound much more controlled as he rested his body against his lover’s, chest to back, and continued to rock his hips into Jounouchi’s ass. He bit down onto the blond’s shoulder as he found his release, his thrusts turning erratic and unpredictable, the heat of his semen sending Jou over the edge.
Jou’s legs finally gave out, and without their support, they both toppled to the ground in an exhausted heap. Seto lay there for a moment, his body covering Jounouchi’s and his hot breath washing over the blond’s neck. After a few long moments, the brunet finally slid free and got to his feet, tugging his pants up and straightening the rest of his clothes. In a few moments, he looked as good as new – save for the cocky grin on his face as he stared down at Jou. “Playtime’s over,” he teased, his words softened by the extended hand that he used to pull the blond to his feet.
“Yeah, yeah,” Jou replied with a scowl, righting his own clothes but somehow failing to reach the same perfection of appearance as his lover. “See if I ever put out for you again, you bastard,” he said, running his hands through his hair in an attempt to straighten it. He would have said more, too, if Seto hadn’t kissed him, his mouth hot and wet and delicious. Kaiba had one skilled tongue, that was for sure, and his kiss left Jou weak in the knees. He felt like a pathetic, lovesick girl for a moment – until Seto kissed him again and all coherent thought was temporarily lost.
They finally broke apart, but only because the boiler room door had opened and the janitor, his jaw dropped and eyes bulged, had stepped into the room. The old man frowned suddenly, crossing his arms over his chest. “I think you two boys had better head to the principal’s office,” he suggested, but a few bills from Seto’s wallet quickly changed his mind.
“We were just heading back to class,” the brunet replied easily, his arrogant exterior impressing Jounouchi. They’d gotten caught snogging in the boiler room, but it could have been a lot worse. The blond started walking back to his history lesson, knowing that Kaiba would be heading to his office for the rest of the day. As he found his seat in the back of the classroom, he had to hide a wicked grin behind his hand. They’d only gotten caught in a lip-lock, but Jou wondered what the janitor would think of the sticky mess left on the boiler room floor.
Ooo The End ooO