It took him exactly 45 minutes as he said it would, especially since he didn’t even try explaining why he couldn’t stay to his friends. When he got to Kaiba’s house, before he could knock, the door was being opened to let him in. “You came,” Kaiba’s voice was slightly shaky, showing his disbelief.

"Told you I would.”

“Are you sure about this Jounouchi?” Kaiba asked, letting him in and watching for any sign of dissent.

Jounouchi looked over the tall brunet, imagining the body underneath the school uniform he still wore, and then flushed realizing in a moment how he’d no longer have to imagine. The thought brought a smile to his face as he stepped in closer.

“Yes, and it’s Katsuya...” he said, whispering his name into the ear of the elder boy, sending a shiver through both of them. It was a telling moment, just how far he was willing to go with this. He didn’t know if Kaiba was that intent on what this might become, but he knew that no matter what he was. A returned breathless reply came in his ear, “Seto.” The word fell soft and warm upon his ear, caressing him in its essence. Seto’s hand reached down taking his as he led him upstairs. Somewhere along the way, they lost their coats; further on their shirts had fallen to the floor. As they tried to finish the last of the way, a battle had broken out, fighting with themselves unable to keep their hands and lips off each other. Falling into the room, they shut the door behind them making sure to lock it.

Seto slammed the blond against the wall, pinning him to it as he ravished his mouth, alternating between sucking on Katsuya’s lips and running his tongue over and between them. Seto could feel the hands on his chest tracing his muscles going down lower to his stomach and pants. He broke off his attack lowering his head and licking a path down to Katsuya’s neck, nibbling on the soft white flesh there. A moan escaped the now freed mouth, crying out from pleasure. Seto pulled him over, off the wall, to the bed where both of them reached down to finish undressing. Katsuya felt himself falling, held tight in Seto’s arms, and then laid upon the bed.

Katsuya closed his eyes, trying to etch the scene in his memory for later. The feeling of hands tracing out his chest, the warm wet mouth and tongue running over his nipples making them tingle and harden. His breathing quickened from the excitement, and then it caught in his throat. The blond gasped for air as Seto wrapped his mouth around his erection; the warm caress broke his concentration shattering it to pieces. At that moment, the only thing on his mind was the sensations Seto was creating. Firm hands on his hips, holding him down as the overwhelming urge to thrust up into the tight suction over took him. He tried calling out a warning but it wouldn’t have mattered as his release came and the brunet continued sucking on him.

When he finished, Seto reached up to wipe his mouth but Katsuya pulled him up into a deep kiss. Enjoying the strange mingling of tastes, he licked Seto’s still wet lips. He closed his eyes again, not wanting the moment to end. “Should I stop?” Seto whispered. It was all he could do to shake his head, no, his body desperate for them to continue.

He watched as Seto reached over to the nightstand next to the bed, grabbed a small bottle then handed the bottle to him. He had noticed the blond’s apprehension, and attempted to alleviate some of his fears by keeping him occupied. He moved so he was laying behind his lover, watching as Katsuya poured the liquid into his hand. As Seto rubbed his fingers together, both coating and warming them, he leaned into the blond’s back. “Tell me to stop,” he breathed into Katsuya’s ear, “tell me and I will, anytime.” Again, the boy just shook his head. Seto took Katsuya’s earlobe and sucked on it, then started biting down, keeping his attention away from what was happening.

A low moan escaped his lips, the treatment of his ear sending shivers down his body. He arched back not wanting to have the contact broken off, leaning back into Seto’s touch. He gasped as the slight pressure from Seto’s fingers at his entrance turned into full contact opening his body beneath them. “Just relax; it’s going to hurt a bit.”

A strange mix of pain and pleasure coursed through him telling the stupid voice chanting, in the far back reaches of his head, that this was wrong to ‘shut the fuck up and enjoy it’! Just as he was getting used to the slight single digit working him over another was added. “It gets better...” Katsuya found himself trying to fight back laughter, his head dizzy with what he was already feeling. “Really,” he asked, “how? I haven’t said to stop...”

Seto rolled him over then climbed between the blond’s legs. He bent down kissing Katsuya’s lips again as he reached for the bottle of lube, “This is going to hurt, I’m sorry.” “Just don’t take to damn long, Seto,” Katsuya told him. As he positioned himself to enter the waiting blond, Seto looked down watching his face for signs of too much discomfort. He eased himself into the tight flesh, trying to cause as little pain as possible. It became near impossible for him to keep taking his time allowing Katsuya to get used to everything, especially when it seemed the blond had other ideas. Arms wrapped around his body pulling him in closer, forcing him down deeper into the body below him. “You took too long...” Their bodies came together setting up a pace of thrusts both seemed to enjoy and Seto took careful attention to direct his to just the right position. Katsuya jumped after a very direct hit, shaking all over from the sensation. Knowing it was just a matter of time, Seto took Katsuya’s hand leading it to his neglected organ. As the blond’s orgasm hit, the tightening muscles sent Seto over the edge to his own.

“Are you alright?” the brunet asked. “Yeah, I think so...” came a soft reply. Then they lay there both wondering what the hell they were going to do next.

~~~~~

It continued like that for months, three or four times a week. They would meet before school, after school, during school...when ever they could get away. It became an all out need for them both. The touch of the others body, the warmth of someone else.

Katsuya was no longer hanging out with his friends; half the time he didn’t even realize they were there even when he was with them, his thoughts always were on Seto. They had noticed his absence, missed him being there for them, but still he kept to himself the reasons why. It wasn’t that he was afraid to tell them...he just didn’t want to share. He knew it was stupid, like how his mom hadn’t told him when she was pregnant with his sister years ago until after she started showing. She had told him, “I didn’t want to get your hopes up honey, not until I was really sure and the baby was safe.” He didn’t understand that then, but now...now he got it. He didn’t want to tell anyone in fear that as soon as he did it would be over. He didn’t want to lose what he had.

“Things like this can go bad so quickly,” Seto told him, “let’s enjoy it while we can.” “After all,” he continued, “you’ll probably hate me again in the end. You deserve someone better than me.”

“Like you don’t?” Katsuya asked him.

“No.”
 

~~ Cause nothin' lasts forever
And we both know hearts can change
And it's hard to hold a candle
In the cold November rain

We've been through this such a long long time
Just tryin' to kill the pain

But lovers always come and lovers always go
An no one's really sure who's lettin' go today
Walking away ~~

 

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