Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Seto x Jou lemon ❯ lemon ( Prologue )

A/N: before I begin, I just wanna say I did this as part of Yami-kun's fic Demon Tears, which can be found on ff.net. I havent' been able to find it lately; I'm not sure if it was taken down or what, but it was/is an absolutely lovely ficcie, and I'm posting this as an advertisement, sort of, to get more peops to read the fic. The fic is NOT mine, the lemon however is! If I find out what's going on with the fic, I'll let y'all know!

Ya all don't need to read the fic to enjoy the lemon. You just need to know this: seto is a vampire, and is in love with jou, who is a mortal. Hard to comprehend, ne? (Note: sarcasm)

DISCLAIMER: the fic demon tears is NOT mine; it belongs to Yami-kun. Go check out yami-kun's work on ff.net! totally awesome writer! (I'm only writing the lemon for the fic!) yugioh characters also not mine. The only thing that belongs to me is the lemon.

Once again, I do not know what's up with yami-kun's fic, but I'll try to find out. I'm just posting this for you hentai enjoyment.

WARNING: full blown YAOI, aka male x male sex. Nothing too hard core or graphic (depends on what you're used to reading), but there is actual sex here. Not a lime, but a lemon, which means full sex; it's a soft lemon (give me a break; it's my first lemon!)

This means SETO /JOU getting jiggy wit it! They getting their freak on, doing the nasty, whatever ya wanna call it, they're doing it and doin it and doin it, wow! O_O *drools*

Now, on wit da fic!

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The night was dreadfully dark, reeking with lurking demons and nightmares, waiting to pounce upon unsuspecting mortals. The huge, heavy black rain clouds, which obliterated the moon and stars, crashed against one another; their powerful thunder rumbled the terrified world below, and their jagged, long streaks of lightening lit the sky with a menacing, unholy light.

Thick, fat raindrops pounded relentlessly in a torrent upon the glass, threatening to break the barrier between the sheltered, sleeping boy and the raging weather outside. Jou grumbled and turned over in his sleep. The pounding rain, try as it might, was unable to stir the blonde haired boy; he was blessed with the gift of being a sound sleeper, able to sleep through the loudest of noises and worst of rumbles. The only two things that caused this boy to toss and turn where the constantly flashing lightning illuminating the room because the curtains hadn't been closed, and an intense, sweaty dream of a certain blue eyed, cold creature of the night.

Jou tossed and turned. Sweat flanked his body, and his breath came in swift pants. He arched his back, tilting his head back and exposing his neck, thoroughly lost in his dream.

~~~~~~~ Dream sequence~~~~~~~

He was lying on his back. The room was dark and cold. A tall, lean, and powerful shadow towered above him, pinning him with its weight and otherworldly strength. A chestnut head of hair filled his vision, and there was a warm, wet sensation of someone licking his throat. The tongue action stopped, there was a small pause, then he felt two sharp, quick pricks on his neck. His blood was flowing, and was gently lapped up. Once the creature was finished, the chestnut haired head raised and a pair of usually hard, icy blue eyes stared into his. The vampire's hands slid down his chest, rubbing his nipples, down into his boxers, and grasped-

~~~~~~~end dream~~~~~~~

There was a particularly brilliant flash of lightning and obnoxiously roaring thunder. Jou awoke with a strangled, passionate cry stuck in his throat. He was breathing heavily, heart racing, blood pumping, head spinning, dizzy, disoriented and hard as a rock. He groaned in frustration. The storm raged mockingly outside. He groaned again then reached out to turn on the bedside lamp. Click. Click. The light didn't turn on. "Damn it." He moaned. "Stupid electricity must be out."

He rolled off the bed, clad only in his white boxers with pictures of puppy dogs on them, and made his way in the dark to the window. He had just pulled the blinds shut, blocking out the lightning, when he stiffened as he felt strong, powerful arms grip around his waist and pull him back against a clothed chest. He tilted his head back, resting in on the intruder's shoulder and murmured, "Seto……"

Seto leaned down and nuzzled Jou's neck, his hand rubbing the firm tautness of the mortal's bare stomach. "Hai, love. Did you miss me?" He smirked against the boy's neck as his hands roamed higher, grasping Jou's nipples, tweaking them and causing the boy to gasp and arch his back. His playfully licked and nibbled at Jou's earlobe.

His ministrations caused Jou to become incoherent. "Mm-hmm."

"Do you want me to make love to you?"

Seto's hands went lower, grasping at Jou's front and squeezing his inner thighs. Jou jumped. "Mmmmm-hmmmmm….." he purred.

Seto momentarily thought of sweeping Jou up into his arms, but thought better of it; it would take too much time. Instead, he used his powers to levitate them quickly to the bed, and laid Jou down. His unnaturally keen eyesight drank in the view of Jou laying helpless under his spell, head lolled back and offering his neck, his precious life fluid, to him. Seto growled and ripped his clothing off hurriedly. He was impatient with hunger…….but not the hunger for food.

Fully and gloriously nude, Seto climbed on top of Jou and reached down and kissed the young, succulent mortal full and hard on the lips. Jou's mouth opened, and the vampire's tongue slid inside. His fangs were carefully withdrawn as their tongues met with abandon. Jou's eyes closed and he raised his hands, tangling them in Seto's combed, neat locks. Seto broke the kiss to rain a hot, fiery trail of kisses all over Jou's body, starting with his face and ending up at his chest. He captured one flat, hard nipple and sucked. Jou moaned. He bit lightly, and the hands in his hair tightened.

Seto's hunger was coming over him, and he moved lower, ignoring the other hard, lonely nub. He kissed Jou's rock hard length through the thin fabric, then nipped lightly at the tip. Jou yelped and thrust his hips up. Seto moved higher, smirking devilishly as he kissed Jou's navel. He ground his hips against the boy's, causing both of their anxious and ready rods to brush against each other. The electricity coursing through him at the contact made him accidentally bite into Jou's soft flesh harder than he intended.

Jou yelped, twisted and turned. He couldn't take much more of this; his immortal lover was pushing him further and further towards the edge of sweet, exploding release. He was already starting to drip, and the infuriating vampire hadn't even removed his boxer's yet! "SETO!!!!!!" Jou screamed his lover's name and bucked firmly, insistently against him. "NOW!!!!!"

Seto smirked, his own passion coming over him. He couldn't hold back his never sated lust for the sweet mortal any more. His infamous control was slipping, going out the window and into the stormy night as he began to think with his other head. He swiftly lapped up the blood he'd accidentally shed. It was rich, warm, and bittery sweet, much like the boy himself. It trickled down his throat and left a lovely aftertaste in this mouth. But he didn't want the red liquid from this mortal right now.

With a carnal growl and savage intensity, Seto whipped off Jou's boxers, nearly tearing them in his haste to get at the concealed treasure. Jou bucked, growing more impatient. Seto grabbed his slim hips, holding them immobile and frustrating the boy. Hearing a panting plea from his lover, the vampire took his entire length into his mouth, sucking *hard*. Jou shivered, moaned, groaned and wriggled under Seto's administrations.

Seto pulled back and the cold night air hit Jou's sensitive member, making him shiver even more. His mouth was back immediately, but this time it was teasing. He licked the tip once, twice, thrice before engulfing the boy's head and sucking. That was it; Jou couldn't take anymore. He came with a loud cry that wasn't drowned out by the storm and nearly woke his parents and sibling up. Luckily, Seto's power was strong enough to cast a sleeping spell upon the house hold. Previous experience taught him that with a noisy lover, that little spell proved quite advantageous.

The seed was bitter, slick and warm. Seto swallowed it hungrily and licked his lips, wanting more. Jou lay spent and panting, his eyes heavy lidded and begging for more. Rising over his slack body, Seto leaned down close to his ear and nuzzled his neck. Thrusting their hips together, he felt the boy buck, becoming aroused once more. "My turn." Was all he could whisper as their dance began once again.

Jou grabbed his shoulders, too tired and too excited to talk. He wanted action, not words! He gave an insistent buck. Seto smiled to himself before reaching down and grasping the firm buttocks in his strong, capable hands. He squeezed none too gently. Jou shook his head and thrust, taking the encouragement and wrapping his legs firmly around his lover. The immortal untangled himself from the leg lock and rubbed one finger down between the parted cheeks, causing Jou's legs to spread in open invitation.

Seto inserted a finger, stretching his opening, while simultaneously capturing Jou's lips in his own and kissing him passionately. After a few more fingers and deep, heat seared kisses, Seto thrust into his mortal love with abandon. Jou's fists clenched the sheets and his leg muscles tightened around Seto's waist, pulling him in deeper. Seto thrust gently at first, then wildly as his body got the better of him. The spirited boy below him matched him thrust for thrust, grunt for grunt and groan for groan.

The bed scooted back several feet, groaning under their hot, heavy, and wild lovemaking until the headboard was banging against the wall. It was a very good thing Seto knew a sleeping spell.

Unable to contain himself, Seto came in one glorious, head long rush and spilled his seed deep inside Jou, who arched beneath him and met his cry with one of his own. Fully sated, Seto lay down next to his already sleeping, thoroughly exhausted lover. He pulled Jou tight against his bare, muscular chest and settled his chin into his sandy brown hair. Thoroughly content with his slumbering lover nestled in his arms, the vampire admired the beauty of the colossal, violent storm outside and the quiet, untouched darkness inside.

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