Heavy pants and breathless cries filled the darkened room. The lights were dimmed and the grey-white walls glowed with an orange flare. Outside the stars beamed shamefully against the neon city. Jou stood pushed up against the wall with sweat dripping from his brow and cheek. His hair was soaked with sweat and his brown eyes clouded with lust and pleasure. He looked up into cool deep pools of misty ice and shuddered suddenly as the attack on his groin suspended, leaving his throbbing member feeling cold and wanting. His eyes filled with question and his heart pounded. As he opened his mouth to question the motives of his assaulter his mouth was covered by hot lips and a warm tongue slid into the caverns of his mouth. He yelped with shock as the onslaught continued. In seconds his pants were circling his ankles and his bare legs were revealed. His head lolled back against the wall and his hands blindly stroked at the long, damp back in front of him. He gasped as clammy hands gripped onto his throbbing member, pumping harder and harder. Jou stifled a loud moan by thrusting his head into the man's shoulder biting down on the protruding bone. He screamed desperately into the sticky flesh as he could feel himself nearing the edge, his body surging, pulling him closer and closer to the end. He could feel it, and he needed more.

'Ple…please…' he whimpered lightly into the ivory ears, brown hair bristling his yearning eyes. He was desperate and the man before he knew this all too well. He teased a stroke down Jou's penis, his index finger gracefully sliding down before his palm cupped him fully at the end. He gave a gentle squeeze before rubbing the orbs in his hands delicately together. Jou closed his eyes swallowing with anticipation. A grim laugh came from delicate lips before the blond found himself facing the grey wall. Lithe hands stroked his arms upwards until they met at the fingertips. Joey drew a breath, he knew what was coming next. He took a sharp intake of breath as a hot, thick sensation filled him to the brim. Fire roared up through his veins stretching through every fibre of his being, every inch and ounce of flesh was tingling and stretching, smouldering sensually with every forceful thrust. His body reached out and he knew the end was nigh. He placed his wet forehead against the wall and arched his back forcing the other man deeper inside him, the gruff moans caressing his ear softly. His throat burned with sound and ached for more. He could feel his legs loose their strength as all of his blood flowed quickly southwards. He was dizzy, maddeningly dizzy yet he was addicted and needed more. He tossed back his head, the sweat flying off. 'Harder…' was all he could muster as the man thrust harder into him. There it was…his vision was slowly blurring as rapture took over his senses and his being begged for more. His mind was numb and he knew he could take no more. With a few short breaths he stumbled over his own moans as he released freely, his breath catching from his lungs. Within moments the person behind him did leaving Jou feeling cold and damp. He skin was sticky and clotted with red patches, bites and bruises from his rough handling. With a gasp he turned around slowly, his body aching and worn from the session he had just had. His eyes stared up at the man before him who was already dressed and looked perfect. He had moved over to the large oak desk in the centre of the room and was tilting whisky in a glass back and forth not even making eye contact with the blond in corner. Painfully, Jou reached down and pulled up his trousers, fumbling to fasten them. He jumped up and down a few times to rearrange himself before wandering for his shirt. Finding it strewn across the floor he picked it up and pulled it over his messy hair. He brushed down the white shirt and pulled on his jacket, zipping it up half way. He rustled his fingers through his hair removing any major tangles. The room was eerily quiet and he could feel his own awkwardness growing as the blue eyes failed to look at him even once. He felt himself shuddering under the pressure of the silence and his body tingled coldly. He looked over to the brunet who was casually leant against the desk. The whisky was now less and the blue eyes still looked blankly into the cup. His face was of the finest Chinese porcelain and his eyes like sapphires glinting in the golden light of the room. They flared and reflected a burning fire that couldn't be seen anywhere else. Joy looked at him for a few more moments, marvelling in everything he was, everything he had achieved. Slowly he looked up and the fires smoked out and hardened into an icy glare. A few moments passed as Jou felt his own body fall rigid to the emotionless gaze.

'Get out.' Seto Kaiba coolly aimed the words at the flustered blond leaving no room for protest. Angry Jou shot him a look of disdain before marching to the door and slamming it vehemently behind him.

Bastard.

Hello!

Welcome to my new story! Because one at a time is waaay to easy and I just love putting myself under this awesome immense pressure to amuse people. Haha, *sweat drop.* for anyone who doesn't know, my other current affair is 'Duel' which has the whole past live lark going on. It's all very fun and dramatic with swords and crap like that.

Also, for those who haven't tried…please try writing a chapter of this style when your partner is looking over your shoulder…it's not bloody easy. He claims to have been drawing a dragon, but proof that he just said that shows he's reading what I'm typing now.

Anyway I strive to update daily and there is actually a story line…this be no oneshot! Mwahhahaah! So I hope you'll read on. And yes, my ridiculous blog length author's notes full of angry complaints and my hate for the word are back – for everyone who missed them haha.

Anyway, I'll silence myself now,

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