#*grits teeth and chants* i'm allowed to write a bad sentence or three

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Nothing comes free (13352 words) by Alecto Chapters: 2/3 Fandom: Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters (Anime & Manga) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Jounouchi Katsuya | Joey Wheeler/Kaiba Seto Characters: Jounouchi Katsuya | Joey Wheeler, Kaiba Seto Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Yakuza, Power Imbalance, Separation Anxiety, Existential Crisis, Sex as Coping Mechanism, Unhealthy Coping Mechanisms, Explicit Sexual Content, Master/Pet, Degradation, Name-Calling, Rough Sex, Anal Sex, Barebacking, Breeding Kink, Dirty Talk, Somnophilia, Semi-Public Sex, Bathroom Sex, Spit As Lube, Masochism, Sex Toys, Butt Plugs, Blindfolds, Predicament Bondage, Spreader Bars, Collars, Rough Oral Sex, Face-Fucking, Deepthroating, Breathplay, Comeplay, Possessive Sex, Possessive Kaiba Seto, Kaiba Seto Being an Asshole, Blackmail

Series: Part 14 of Lure

Summary:

He thought he'd be ecstatic to not be at Kaiba's constant beck and call. And he was, for a short while, until a familiar-new-old worry reared its head.

Adrift and lacking purpose, Jounouchi tries to adjust to life after graduation. "Tries" being the operative word.

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A soft brush against his elbow nearly startled him a second time. He stared at the slender fingers, nails painted with pastel pink polish, that barely touched his skin.

"Since you're friends with Kaiba-san, are you a fellow prince?" she asked and fluttered her long, curled eyelashes. "What's your name?"

"Jounouchi," he could only reply dumbly. His poor brain was still struggling to catch up.

Her smile widened, emphasizing the pout of her ruby lips. "Jounouchi-san, I'm done with classes for the day. Would you like to get coffee together?"

Oh, a "carnivorous woman." He should've known from the way she dressed and talked. While he thought of himself as the furthest from a "herbivorous man," he felt like one now—off-balanced and skittish. In his defense, it'd been literally months since a girl spoke to him in a vaguely friendly manner. Even longer since he last flirted with one.