Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Fraudulant Shadows ❯ Touché ( Chapter 22 )

Chapter 22

 

Touché

 

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It started out with just gentle stroking of the hands. Then it went to kissing. However, that's not all the fourteen-year-old teens wanted.

 

“Are you sure about this, Sugoroku?” Destin asked timidly as he slid his pants off and crawled onto his friend's bed. He lied on his back and waited for his next command.

 

Sugoroku nodded as he also climbed onto the bed and straddled the blonde boy's legs. A faint blush rose to his cheeks when he gazed at Destin's privates and gently stroke against them with his own. He heard a muffled moan and smiled slightly. He enjoyed the pleasured sound and repeated his action. There was another moan, but louder.

 

Destin closed his eyes as he concentrated on trying to keep quite, but having someone stroke against your personal desire made it a little difficult. He felt Sugoroku's fingers lace with his and then tightened together for comfort.

 

“It doesn't hurt, does it?” Sugoroku asked with concern.

 

The blonde teen shook his head and smiled weakly. “I like it.” All the anxiety of being found by the other's parents had diminished, causing him to forget the world around him, except for the taller boy making all of this happen. He gasped when he felt a harder friction to his neither regions. He gazed at Sugoroku's right hand squeezing their members lightly and stroking them together. Destin held out his left hand to help his future lover with their release. He could feel his abdomen tightening and started to wonder if it was a bad omen that he shouldn't be doing this. He groaned in pleasure when he saw hot, white bliss flash before his eyelids and then felt the tight sensation vanquish gradually.

 

Sugoroku stared at his white covered hand and smiled. “So this is semen.”

 

Destin blinked as he sat up and stared at his friend's hand. “That came out of me?”

 

The other teen laughed. “It came out of me too.” He slyly smiled as he stuck two of his seed coated fingers into Destin's mouth.

 

“Ah…” The blonde teen sputtered and pushed the digits out of his oral cavity. “That's salty!” He wiped his lips with the back of his hand and coughed lightly.

 

Sugoroku couldn't help but smile when their combined essence trickled down Destin's chin, causing his manhood to harden again. “You're really sexy like that, you know it.” He leaned in until the tips of their noses and foreheads touched.

 

Destin stared at him dumbfounded. “Um…thanks?” He visibly blushed from the violet embers bearing down into his honey coated irises. He liked the way Sugoroku's eyes appeared, malicious and caring at the same time. “I love your eyes,” he whispered. He actually admired everything about the other teen. His golden, blond locks that resembled Yugi and Raphael's when spiked. His lithe, yet muscular form and the way he moved during soccer practice. Destin enjoyed watching the taller teen on the field, whenever Sugoroku invited him to be a spectator.

 

“Thanks,” Sugoroku chuckled softly. He lifted his hands to wrap them around Destin's jaw line and neck. Before he could kiss his new lover passionately, his bedroom door swung open, revealing both his parents. He automatically leapt from the bed and protectively concealed Destin's bottom half with the sheets. “Dad…father?”

 

Yugi masked his daunted smile as he allowed Raphael to take over the situation.

 

“What the hell is going on in here? You did not just fuck him, did you?” Raphael exclaimed with ire. “What am I going to tell Joey and Seto when they find out?”

 

The shorter man gently patted his husband's arm and smiled warmly. “I don't think they went as far as to have sex, am I right Sugoroku?”

 

Their son nodded nervously. “We just…uh…we just…” He stared at the floor, hoping it would collapse under his gaze.

 

Yugi waved his hand, indicating the teen didn't have to say anymore. “All they were doing was exploring their boundaries. I do believe they're not ready for such extreme decisions.”

 

Destin's face was completely red as he entangled the sheets with his fingers. “You're not going to tell my parents…are you?”

 

“We're going to have to,” Yugi simply stated.

 

“But why?” Sugoroku asked astounded. “We won't do it again, if that's what you're worried about.”

 

“I'm not worried if you are, son,” Yugi smirked. “I could care less.”

 

Raphael stared at his husband flabbergasted. “Say what? What will happen if they decide to go further next time? They aren't going to be ready for it.”

 

“Listen, honey. They'll decide on their own on whether they're ready or not. They're almost adults now. We have to respect their decisions,” Yugi explained.

 

“Then…why are you going to tell my parents?” Destin blinked.

 

Yugi turned away from his son's room and then peered at the blonde teen from over his shoulder. “Cause they'll want to know that their little boy is growing up.” He walked away, commanding his husband to follow.

 

Raphael reluctantly pursued.

 

Destin stared at Sugoroku with amusement. “Your dad is way too open-minded.”

 

“That's because he's a pervert,” Sugoroku slouched and laughed ashamedly. He wasn't sure if he was proud of that about his father, but he loved him nonetheless.

 

0o-o0

 

Destin blushed as Bakura and Mokuba poked fun at him. Unfortunately, they had to come along with Seto and Joey to pick him up from the Moto's house. Seto didn't trust either of them by their selves in his mansion. However, he couldn't trust his son anymore either. “I don't know why you find this so amusing, Yugi. We should punish them. End of story.”

 

“That's what I thought,” Raphael contracted.

 

Joey and Yugi stared at each other for a moment and then stared at their partners.

 

Seto grunted as he sat on the sofa beside Raphael in the Moto's living room. They both glowered at Yugi and their sons.

 

Yugi shrugged. “As long as they didn't have sex, I don't see what the problem is.”

 

“That's not it,” Seto stated. “It's what they're GOING to do the next time they meet up with each other.”

 

“Should it really be our choice in the matter whether they do it or not?” Joey asked, stunning anyone in a thirty-mile radius.

 

Seto stared at his lover in alarm. “What? Joey, you don't get it. One of them could become pregnant, or did you forget about the era you're living in now?”

 

They all stared at Joey for a response.

He stared at them in return and flushed. “Y-yeah, I did actually.” He scratched the back of his head in humiliation. “However, I still don't see why they can't decide on their own.”

 

“For one, I'm not ready to be a grandfather,” Seto growled.

 

Joey smirked. “I don't know. If I'm not allowed to get you pregnant, maybe having grandchildren around wouldn't be so bad.”

 

Everyone, including Seto, sweatdropped.

 

“Are you serious?” Bakura blurted. “You're way too young to have grandchildren.”

 

Mokuba nodded to agree. “He's right, you know. You may have been able to take care of Destin, Aurora, and Jeto when they were teens, but taking care of a baby?”

 

“And I obliviously don't want to have any.” Destin's eyebrow twitched, as did Sugoroku's.

 

“Guys. We aren't planning to have sex any time soon. We just want to…explore ourselves a little. Nothing more,” Sugoroku said quietly, giving him the innocence of a fallen angel, which anyone, very well, would underestimate.

 

Yugi smiled at his son sincerely. “I knew you were capable of the right decisions.”

 

Seto and Raphael sighed.

 

“Apparently, we overestimated you both. You are indeed old enough to make the right decisions,” Seto assumed.

 

After everything was settled, Joey walked out of the room when no one noticed and stood in the game shop. He leaned over one of the glass cabinets and sighed in distress. He felt ill when he stared at his lover in the main room, as if he couldn't stand him anymore. On the other hand, that wasn't the case. There was something missing in their relationship. He began to feel forlorn when he was around the man, as if he didn't belong. “I don't understand,” Joey murmured. “I'm not happy like I used to be before I was in the accident. I thought…being back with him would help me forget about the past.” He rubbed his eyes with his fists, wiping the rippling tears away. “I wish I knew what was wrong with me.”

 

“Are you alright?” Mokuba asked as he came up behind the teen.

 

Joey sighed. “I just don't feel well.”

 

Mokuba gazed at him sympathetically. “There's something else…isn't there?”

 

The teen let out a strangled sob and sniffled. He smiled weakly and stared at Mokuba. “I…I just want everything to go back to the way it used to be. When you were a kid. When Yugi was innocent. When Seto was still fighting with is emotions. When…Ryou was still alive. I'm so confused…like I shouldn't be here. As if…I should be in hell right now. Anywhere besides here.”

 

“Don't talk like that,” Mokuba scolded. “Joey, we're here for you. All you have to do is come to one of us. We'll be more than happy to comfort you.” He noted Joey's unyielding tears sliding down his cheeks. He used the back of his hand to wipe them away. “I agree…if you hadn't woken up so far into the future things wouldn't be so perplexing for you. You'd still be happy with Seto.”

 

Bakura stood near the doorway, listening to his lover and Joey's conversation. “What has gotten into your relationship anyways?” He asked, startling them both.

 

Joey stared quizzically at him. “I don't know. Do we seem distant to you?”

 

The x-bandit nodded. “Yes. It's quite disturbing.”

 

“It disturbs me too,” Joey forced himself to smirk. “Maybe…he's tired of me.”

 

“Gawd! It's people like you that make me sick,” Bakura exclaimed, surprising Mokuba.

 

Joey clinched his teeth together. “It could be true,” he growled.

 

“No way!” Bakura frowned. “That man went through hell for nineteen years without you. There is no way he's going to get sick of you, damn it!”

 

“Joey,” Mokuba soothed. “He's just getting older, tired. He can't keep up with you as he used to. It's not his fault though. It happens to us all.”

 

“He doesn't experience the same emotions as he used to either,” Bakura finished. “It's almost as if he can't remember them.”

 

Bakura and Mokuba fell silent as Seto entered the room, appearing distraught. He heard everything they had said and approached the blonde teen. “Joey, I'm sorry that I'm not who I used to be. I really do love you though.”

 

Joey noticed the older man's voice, over time, had become gentler and warmer. It caused him to weep harder. He slowly turned to face his lover and smiled when two strong arms wrapped around his body and hugged him close. The man's lips were just as strong and loving against his own. That's when he felt the empty gap within himself close. It was always in Seto's arms that he felt complete. Why he never realized that until now was beyond him. “I wish you could hold me like this forever,” he whispered against Seto's lips.

 

Seto smiled as he kissed him again with force. “I'm sorry if I have neglected you, pup. I never meant it.”

 

The teen sank further into the man's embrace, enjoying the aromas and warmth. “I know that now.”

 

To Be Continued

 

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A/N: Sappy ending! However, I had to get back to the main couple of the story. I just felt like Joey was being overwhelmed with abandonment from Seto. -sighs- At least he's all lovely dovey again! Review me…nice ones…please? n.n