Requested by - yaoirose

Pairing - Kaiba x Joey

Kinks - Leather, Bondage, Table-sex, Public-sex

Title - Table for Two

Note - Whoops, I didn't mean to erase the request for this, I meant to get the one under it and I hit the wrong remove button…graww…Plus, another note, I will be filling out 'Ookami Ardens' request for another Kaiba x Joey and then I'm going to deny that pairing for little while. Just to give you all a heads up. Don't learn bondage from Kaiba, leather is bad for bondage…silk is better .;;

Kaiba certainly had interesting tastes when it came to the nightclubs that he visited. Actually, that statement was completely and totally false, Kaiba wasn't just visiting this particular nightclub in the depths of Domino city, Kaiba owned this nightclub. None the less though, the interior –As well as the exterior- of 'Blue Eyes' was extremely impressive, even for the CEO of Kaiba Corp.

The entire club was nothing but black and ice-blue. The floor was tiled with obsidian, while drapes of pale blue fell in large swoops from the ceiling and all the way to the floor along the walls. Silver candles were held up with sconces and were constantly lit, even if the extra light wasn't really needed. The tables were crafted out of stone and the chairs and couches were covered thickly in plush fabric, smooth to the touch and more than comfortable enough for some questionable activities.

On one side were the tables and lounging area and on the other was the dancing area – which was more or less an excuse to grind against and feel up your date.

With technology leaking in at every corner, it was truly a cyber-goth paradise worthy of the name of Kaiba, and it was dripping with sex. Literally, but that is to be discussed further on.

One question remained, why in gods name had Seto Kaiba of all people sent a VIP pass to Joey for the grand opening of this place?

Joey was skeptical at first…and actually, he was still very skeptical, but after Yugi had started talking to him about missing the chance of a lifetime, Joey had reluctantly decided to go.

But of course, Joey Wheeler didn't know what to wear, so he wore the only real outfit that he had. The white shirt with the blue details and normal jeans. Joey wasn't a fancy-club kind of guy, it wasn't his scene…usually. Naturally, when he arrived at the door, the security guards stared at him in confusion, lifting their brows and sighing reluctantly. Hesitantly, they gave him clearance.

Shortly thereafter, before Joey could get a look around, a young girl popped up in front of him. "You're Joey Wheeler, aren't you? Mr. Kaiba is waiting for you at his special table," She giggled. She was just a little shorter than him, with dark black hair pulled up in twin buns above her ears with tiny wisps framing her face and a few strands dangling across the nape of her neck. Most of her skin was exposed as she wore a skin hugging outfit that cupped her breasts along with her sides and showed all of her leg.

With his jaw half open, Joey nodded and followed after, watching the bunny tail that was attached to the back of her outfit and matched the plush bunny ears on her head.

The girl led Joey to the table in the center of the table-area. Naturally, Kaiba was at one end of the large obsidian table that was dotted with ice-blue colored votive candles and was covered in a black sheet of velvet that Joey didn't know was hiding something under the table.

Of course, Kaiba was as primped and pressed as ever, wearing a finely pressed suit that hugged him just right. At least it was better than one of those goofy coats that he liked so much. Especially the purple one, ew.

"Alright Kaiba, what do you want?"

Kaiba smirked gently as Joey spoke up and as the girl, formally known as Michiko ran off.

"You're always so straight-forward, aren't you Joey?" Kaiba replied back smoothly, not seeming to suffer any feather-ruffling from Joey's comment, "Take a seat," Kaiba offered with a gesture of his hand. Joey wrinkled his brow and sighed out, taking a seat across from Kaiba.

Obviously, Kaiba didn't like this, and thus he shook his head and put a hand on the seat next to himself, "Closer," He insisted.

"Just what're you pulling at?" Joey grumbled as Kaiba continued to stare at him and wait for the blond to move closer.

"We can't really talk when you're so far away," Kaiba insisted.

"We don't HAVE anything to talk about," Joey grumbled but moved closer, "Okay, so what? You've got to have some reason to ask me to come down here, you didn't even ask Yug' to come. Why do you want me here?" But before Joey could rant or complain anymore than he already was, he felt hands curl into the shoulders of his shirt.

Chocolatey-brown eyes widened in surprise, but Joey Wheeler finally shut up.

But only because Seto's lips were now covering his own and making it impossibly hard to say anything else. Joey tried to protest, and his head rang with curse-words, but…somehow, he didn't have the heart to pull away. To Joey's surprise, the thought of pulling away got even harder when he felt Seto's tongue slipping along the flesh of his lips, it wasn't supposed to feel this good. But it was so wet and warm and soft and…and…

Joey's eyes widened when he realized something.

His pants –which had been somewhat loose when he arrived – were now painfully tight. The blond groaned softly against Seto's lips, tilting his head slightly and realizing that one of Kaiba's hands was against the side of his cheek. Joey didn't take much time at all to return the kiss with fervor, practically diving into it and surprising Seto when he sought out the flesh of the CEO's tongue.

"Ngh…Kaiba…"

Seto chuckled at the muffled whimper and bit against the blonde's lip, "Would you just call me by my first name already?" The brunette said somewhat impatiently before Joey caught him off guard with his next action.

Grinning like a mad-man, Joey had grabbed Seto's wrist and forced it down between his legs, "As long as you'll do something about this…and now," He complained as he shifted his hips upward, groaning out at the friction and rolling his eyes.

Seto's eyes flashed in the dim light of the club, one of his hands snapping up and grabbing the cloth that was elegantly draped over the table, fisting the corner, he yanked it quickly. All of the candles fell to the floor and luckily got snuffed out by the cool tiles below. With the now clean table before them, Seto forced Joey up onto it.

Even during all of the commotion, none of the other club-goers dared to look at them. The crowd was far too enthralled in the sound of pounding techno music and heat and warmth and the grinding against their own bodies – not to mention the lucky few who had someone one their knees before them in the various corners and hiding spots.

Joey gasped hard at the cool stone against his back which he now realized was bare. At what point had Kaiba suddenly stripped him of his shirt. As if reading his mind, Seto spoke up as he moved himself over the blond, hovering over the boy easily, "You know, you shouldn't wear such ragged cloths in my club," He pointed out as he slipped a hand under the table and pressed an unseen button, "I think that you just might need to get a little punished for breaking the dress-code," Seto smirked gently as he leaned downward and placed a well aimed nip against the side of Joey's jaw, drawing out a low hiss from the blond-headed boy.

With the button pressed, several long leather straps suddenly fell from the high-ceiling. Surprisingly, none of them tangled as they made their descent and came to a pause as they fell past the two of them.

"Kaiba…what're those for?" Joey cocked an eyebrow as his chest heaved.

"These," Seto said as he pulled one thick leather strap into his hand, "…Are to teach you to call me Seto," He said simply as he suddenly pulled Joey up and forced him onto his knees, with his back to the brunette. Seto pressed his suit-covered torso against the blond's back as he took Joey's hands into his own and looped them easily, securing them with the leather and tugging gently, "Perfect," He murmured softly against Joey's ear as he tongued it softly.

Joey shuddered hard and flexed against the restraints, rolling his head and struggling with his breath as Seto dropped a hand down his front. The blond watched eagerly as Seto's fingers pulled apart the button's holding his pants together. Before Joey knew it, his pants dropped and he was kneeling in the middle of a stone table with nothing on but a leather strap around his wrist and his Flaming Swordsman boxers. He could hear Seto chuckling behind him.

"You know, Joey…I've always wondered…whether or not you're a natural blond," Seto grinned softly as he licked a trail against Joey's bare and trembling shoulder.

Joey swallowed hard and was about to snap some comment or another at the other, but he stopped suddenly when cold air suddenly flew up between his legs. His boxers were gone. They weren't down at his knees or his ankles, but they were totally gone, as were his pants. Joey could faintly register seeing the red and black fabric flying out into the middle of the dry-humping crowd. He groaned internally but his groan became verbal when Seto sneaked a hand between his legs and toyed at his inner thigh.

"So it is natural," Seto smirked and stared down over Joey's shoulder, eyes fixated on Joey's lithe figure and the thick length that was beginning to stir and stand at attention. The soft blond curls made him grin and he moved his fingertips to gently stroke at the wiry hair there, not tugging or pulling, but petting ever so softly.

"Ngh, Seto…you…b…bastard, stop teasing," Joey growled lowly as he jerked in the swatch of leather that was holding him still.

"So the puppy can still bark, hm?" Seto slipped his hand around the other's heated length, "Before the night's over…I'll have you howling." Seto suddenly pushed a leg between both of Joey's legs, making the blond straddle an invisible being as his hands were held over his head, turning him into the embodiment of a true porn-star.

All of Joey's frustration suddenly disappeared when his legs were moved and pulled toward Kaiba, forcing his backside up into the air. Suddenly, Joey's breath faltered when his cheeks were spread open and a tongue suddenly slipped between them. Joey could have been choking on his spit at this time, he really couldn't tell, but…but what Kaiba was doing…Oh god, he'd obviously done this before. Seto's tongue was taunting him, rolling around his entrance before slipping inside and retreating, again and again. Joey cried out as his entrance was ravished by the CEO over and over, to the point of driving him mad – not to mention the hand that was still snuggly wrapped around his length and toying at the head innocently.

"S…Seto…" Joey moaned out wantonly, hands flexing against the leather that was now chaffing at his wrists and making him sweat.

"Good…" Seto purred as he pulled away and gave one last lick to the left side of Joey's rump, "You're finally learning," He observed before he pulled his hands away. Seto was soon stripped, bared in all of his naked glory and Joey could now feel a few people staring at the two of them…or, more staring at Seto. Then again, Joey couldn't blame them, Seto's body was pure perfection. However, Joey was growing possessive when some of the men began stroking themselves while watching the two of them.

But again, any sort of protest disappeared and was choked on when Seto pushed himself up behind him, pulling Joey upward until his back was straight. Joey shuddered hard at the feel of Seto's toned chest against his back and the feel of his throbbing length resting right between the cleft of his cheeks. Joey couldn't fight the blush one his face when he registered the fact that the hair dusted testicles beneath Seto's length were pressing gently against him as well.

"Seto….Do it already…will ya?" The blond growled out and slowly ground his rear-end up against the sex god behind him.

Seto only chuckled and mumbled something about his puppy before he dropped both hands away from Joey's waist and pulled two more straps out from under the table, fastening Joey's ankles to the edge of the table and spreading his legs. He didn't say another word as he resituated himself and pressed both hands to each side of Joey's back-side, spreading the other's cheeks, he slipped his tongue against the other's ear before lining himself up and bucking his hips forward.

Joey grunted in pain and stretched against the confines, gnashing his teeth together as his eyes watered and his chest heaved. This certainly wasn't the first time that Joey had been taken, but still, a little more preparation would have been appreciated. But he had no time to think about that as Kaiba's hips pulled back, leaving only the head inside of Joey before he thrust his hips forward, plunging in all the way to the hilt with those firm rounded balls hitting against the flesh of Joey's ass.

The blond cried out, which later turned to screaming as Seto began to piston his hips harder, growling out under his breath and fisting Joey's length.

Joey couldn't remember what song was playing, or who was starting at him, or if cameras had been flashing…

Joey could only focus on the way that Kaiba's length stretched his entrance over and over and assaulted the sex nerves inside of him.

Before Joey knew what was happening and before he could catch his breath, he screamed hard, his vision clouding white as heat washed through him. Joey faintly noticed the white painting his own chest and could feel liquid dripping down his thighs by the time he came again and blacked out.

Joey awoke several hours later to an empty club and complete silence.

No one…

No dancers, no workers, no Kaiba…

Wait…no Kaiba?

"SETO!!!"

Needless to say, Joey was pissed, cold, naked, sticky, and still strapped to the stone table in the middle of the club.