Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Best Wishes ❯ Part Six ( Chapter 5 )

Title: Best Wishes

 

Author: Vapid B.

 

Genre: Romance, with a bit of Drama

 

Pairings: eventual JoeyxKaiba, JoeyxDuke other- MokubaxMalikxMarik, YamisxHikaris, TristanxDuke

 

Part(s): 6/8

 

Music bounced across the ceiling after blasting through the speakers. Hands flew to the ceiling as hips swayed to the soul riveting beat. Bodies rubbed against each other with each stimulating movement. A few of the other guest move their lips with the words of the song.

 

Yugi stumbled drunkenly from the punch bowl sure to be spiked. Téa danced with practiced ease with one of her old college roommates. In a somewhat secluded corner Bakura pinned his light to the wall. Hungrily caressing his pale neck. Yami sat in a chair trying to keep an eye on Yugi while nursing a throbbing headache. Four people commonly seen were nowhere to be found.

 

“You know we shouldn't be doing this.” Tristan smirked into the milky skin of his lover. He didn't respond verbally, but continued to kiss and lick Duke's neck and collarbone. Devlin moaned softly tilting his head, allowing better access to the heated flesh. The slimmer male shrugged his deep emerald vest from his shoulders and then rid Tristan of his copper jacket. “I see you're trying hard to convince me how much you don't want this.” With his knee, the brunet parted Duke's legs to slip his thigh between them. The CEO moaned accordingly.

 

“S-Shut up.” Duke Devlin's thoughts traveled to another place as the pleasurable sensations carried them away. Grudgingly, he pushed his lover away so that he could unzip their pants. Tristan helped in pulling them down, struggling to step out of them without falling. Once his balance had been gained and Duke had rid himself of his leather pants he attached his hand to the heated flesh of the man before him. The turgid anatomy hardened and seeped beneath his touch. “Ungh. Come on, Tris!”

 

Tristan smiled before reaching towards the ground to find his discarded jacket. After searching through his pocket he retrieved the small tube of lubricant, smiling again as he twisted the top off. The oily substance slid slowly onto his fingers. He then dropped to the ground and, after making sure his fingers were deftly covered, he reached behind his pale lover for the hidden hole.

 

Duke thrust back against the digits gasping with want. His muscles contracted, pulling the brunet's fingers deeper within his body. He hissed quietly as a third finger caused a spark of pain. The tanned lover decided he had been thoroughly stretched and stood facing Duke. “You ready, baby?” Duke nodded his reply, jumped slightly, and wrapped his long legs around Tristan's waist. Without hesitation, Tristan grasped his hips and plunged quickly into his warm opening. Duke's back knocked against the wall with loud thuds and Tristan found a fast paced rhythm only a wall away from another couple of people.

 

“So, what did you want?” Joseph Wheeler sat on a bed of jade colored silk sheets; No covers were seen.

 

“I'm sure you know what I want.” Kaiba kept his calm face, not revealing the nervousness he felt. Joey smirked. Kaiba was actually trying to keep his cool when he gave in so easily only a week ago.

 

“I want to hear you say it.” Kaiba faltered slightly, remembering when Joey had said those words before. The thought of their activities flashed across his mind, causing his heart to beat faster and his manhood to harden. Kaiba remained silent, refusing to release his resolve so soon.

 

“Don't get shy—“ The blond stopped suddenly. He looked quizzically at the tall brunet. “Did you hear that?”

 

Kaiba listened for any sounds. It sounded like a thumping; like someone had fallen or hit something, “It's coming from that wall.” Joey looked behind him and walked to the wall.

 

As Tristan pressed Duke into the wall, releasing his seed, Duke loudly moaned his name.

 

Joey stood still, not fully comprehending what he'd heard. Awkwardly, Kaiba stood off to his side. How could he comfort the blond? How could he help him? Joey's muscles tightened as he clinched his fist. He wanted so badly to shout, stomp, and have an all out fit. His so-called lover was sleeping with his so-called best friend. At least he never slept with Kaiba. Not willing to face the embarrassment, he refused to meet Kaiba's gaze as he stalked out of the room.

 

Duke fell to the ground as his lover released his hold on his hips. Rubbing his mistreated bottom he stood to discover what startled the brunet. “Joey, look, I know what you're thinking. I—.”

 

“I don't want to hear it! To think, I actually felt guilty about what I did.” Duke continued to cover his naked body, ashamed at what he'd done. He still held anger at the therapist, but his own disgrace kept him from speaking. Tristan used his jacket to cover his private body parts with a highly confused expression and not a little bit of regret. “For what it's worth, I'm sorry Jo'.”

 

“No, wait. I should be sorry.” The two looked to him, not understanding. “I knew this wasn't going to work out, Dev'. I care about you. I really do, but obviously we weren't met to be.” With that said, Joey left the room.

 

On his way out he spotted the blue-eyed CEO. “Hey, Kaiba. You want to dance?” Kaiba seemed hesitant and unsure before stepping towards the blond. Joey grinned and pulled him to the dance floor. Joey encircled his hands around the thin waist of his dance partner. Their hips swayed with the music. In a bold movement, Kaiba stepped closer to the dirty blond. As the rhythm of the music picked up so did their movements. Their bodies collided roughly with each sensual grind. Kaiba couldn't help but notice that there was something desperate about the way Joey moved. It was as if he had to feel another body against him. The CEO wondered if this was the only way the blond new how to find comfort after his shock of the previous events. A thin layer of sweat covered their skin. Whether it was because of the crowded room, dancing, or heat of arousal they didn't know.

 

The people around them openly stared and gawked. Most tried to figure out why Joey was dancing so intimately with his long time enemy instead of his boyfriend. Yugi stopped giggling. Yami stopped watching Yugi. Ryou pushed Bakura away to get a better view. Téa tripped in her surprise, bringing her partner down with her. While all this went on, Tristan and Duke appeared from the bedroom. Everyone froze except Joey and Kaiba. They danced together, ignoring the stares and practically humped each other through the floor. “You want to get out of here?” The breathy voice of the therapist brushed across his ear, making him shiver with visible want. He nodded and the two quickly walked out of the room.

 

The music still pounded from the speakers, but still no one spoke. All at once, whispers and nervous chuckles filled the room. Duke and Tristan took that moment to make their leave. Yami directed everyone to the door, sure that the party was now at an end.

 

To Be Continued…

 

End notes: Please review and any and all suggestions are welcome. Thank you so much for reading and reviewing. I truly appreciate each one. Also, I think I will write stories so that the YamisxHikaris, MokubaxMalikxMarik, and TristanxDuke can have lemons.