Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Yu-Gi-Oh! drabble ❯ no title: Jounouchi/?? ( One-Shot )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: mae 
This ficlet is decidedly NC-17. Jounouchi receives a little "service". References to het and yaoi.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Angst | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.05.2003 | Updated On: 01.06.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 536 | Visits: 539 | Status: Completed
This ficlet is decidedly NC-17. Jounouchi receives a little "service". References to het and yaoi.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Drama / Comedy / Angst | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 01.05.2003 | Updated On: 01.06.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 536 | Visits: 539 | Status: Completed
I'm avoiding real work by writing fic and avoiding working on my WIPs by writing drabble.
This one is decidedly NC-17, and includes an ... er, Jounouchi.
...
Jounouchi nearly bucked off the bed and pushed half of himself down Mai's throat when she tongued the tiny slit on the head of his cock experimentally. A bit bewildered by this onslaught of new sensations, he looked pleadingly down at her, straight into her laughing eyes. She fully intended to play with the mouse before going in for the kill.
Again, her hot breath puffed onto his cock, giving him goosebumps over the tops of his arms and legs. Jounouchi's throat worked as he ground out a hoarse "please" through gritted teeth. Mai swept her tongue upwards on his aching cock, starting from the very base and working slowly up the underside. She finished her journey by again sweeping her hot tongue over the slit at the swollen head.
He longed to bury his hands in that cascade of blond hair and guide her roughly downwards, putting an end to the teasing and taunting. He needed to be in her mouth, now. He reached up to cup Mai's face in an attempt for some handle on his situation, but was slapped away. Small hands held down his own, gentle but determined, forbidding his hands from movement or control.
This time, however, she continued onwards, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock and then plunging down. Jounouchi cried out as the mouth worked his cock in and out. Mai's hands, which had been holding his own down against his sides, fluttered towards the base of his cock. One hand roughly stroked the length of him that she couldn't swallow, her saliva smoothing the path. The other caressed his balls and then crept lower, locating and massaging a point on his body that made him moan loudly and made this feel even better than he thought possible.
Under Mai's skillful manipulation, he knew he wouldn't last long; he was quite close as it was. Looking down again at the sight between his legs, he saw and felt Mai speed up, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked him deep. That was enough to push him over the edge.
"Mai!"
Jounouchi arched his back as he finally came hard, emptying himself deep into Mai's throat in hot, heavy pulses. She swallowed it all. And as Jounouchi fought to regain his breath, she continued to lave his softening cock with her tongue, cleaning him off, before finally tucking him back into his pants.
Jounouchi finally spun down from his high. Opening eyes he didn't realize he had shut, his surroundings swam back into focus. For a moment, he just lay there, staring at the afternoon sky leaking in through the skylight. It was one of those beautiful, perfect, cloudless days.
Finally, he sat up, and his eyes met again with violet ones, cut by a tiny, stray tendril of blond hair that fell between them. Those eyes told him that nothing had changed between them, except perhaps those tiny lips, which looked as though they were a bit red and swollen.
Reassured, Jounouchi looked back into those eyes and smiled.
"Thanks, Yuugi."
This one is decidedly NC-17, and includes an ... er, Jounouchi.
...
Jounouchi nearly bucked off the bed and pushed half of himself down Mai's throat when she tongued the tiny slit on the head of his cock experimentally. A bit bewildered by this onslaught of new sensations, he looked pleadingly down at her, straight into her laughing eyes. She fully intended to play with the mouse before going in for the kill.
Again, her hot breath puffed onto his cock, giving him goosebumps over the tops of his arms and legs. Jounouchi's throat worked as he ground out a hoarse "please" through gritted teeth. Mai swept her tongue upwards on his aching cock, starting from the very base and working slowly up the underside. She finished her journey by again sweeping her hot tongue over the slit at the swollen head.
He longed to bury his hands in that cascade of blond hair and guide her roughly downwards, putting an end to the teasing and taunting. He needed to be in her mouth, now. He reached up to cup Mai's face in an attempt for some handle on his situation, but was slapped away. Small hands held down his own, gentle but determined, forbidding his hands from movement or control.
This time, however, she continued onwards, swirling her tongue around the head of his cock and then plunging down. Jounouchi cried out as the mouth worked his cock in and out. Mai's hands, which had been holding his own down against his sides, fluttered towards the base of his cock. One hand roughly stroked the length of him that she couldn't swallow, her saliva smoothing the path. The other caressed his balls and then crept lower, locating and massaging a point on his body that made him moan loudly and made this feel even better than he thought possible.
Under Mai's skillful manipulation, he knew he wouldn't last long; he was quite close as it was. Looking down again at the sight between his legs, he saw and felt Mai speed up, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked him deep. That was enough to push him over the edge.
"Mai!"
Jounouchi arched his back as he finally came hard, emptying himself deep into Mai's throat in hot, heavy pulses. She swallowed it all. And as Jounouchi fought to regain his breath, she continued to lave his softening cock with her tongue, cleaning him off, before finally tucking him back into his pants.
Jounouchi finally spun down from his high. Opening eyes he didn't realize he had shut, his surroundings swam back into focus. For a moment, he just lay there, staring at the afternoon sky leaking in through the skylight. It was one of those beautiful, perfect, cloudless days.
Finally, he sat up, and his eyes met again with violet ones, cut by a tiny, stray tendril of blond hair that fell between them. Those eyes told him that nothing had changed between them, except perhaps those tiny lips, which looked as though they were a bit red and swollen.
Reassured, Jounouchi looked back into those eyes and smiled.
"Thanks, Yuugi."