Title: WINGS AND COILS
Author: Vamp
Pairing(s): Heero x Wufei (main) others as background.
Rating: NC-17.
Summary: All my life had led up to this. Damn it's a cold and unfulfilling ending. (Heero)
Warning: Bondage, m/m sex, hand job, oral, master and slave.
Notes: I plan this to be a four chapter story; the boys may change their minds.
Beta: Lass48.
CHAPTER ONE: WANDERING BLIND
HEERO
After the war it was like being lost out in space. My mission was over and a complete success and no real orders had been laid down for me for the life I was expected to lead afterwards. It was not really expected that any of us would survive. My training had only led up to being able to completely focus on the tasks the doctors had sent us. He was gone along with the threat of war, as well as could be achieved. There will always be violence.
After a few months off in a remote place, hiding and licking my mental wounds, word of a new peace keeping force filtered to me. It seemed only natural to go join them. Maybe they could give me whatI could not name, but felt missing from me. In fact Une was most pleased to see my usual cold blue eyes and blank face. Just those few months away had been hell, no rigid form or missions forced on me ever again, nothing I could do would help make sense of the world. So I drifted into her welcome offer deader inside than after a long interrogation session with one of Oz' finest.
Relena tried to capture me as well promising me a body guard job with her, hoping to win my heart. Stiff words about my sexual preferences soon put her straight. So I could have softened the blow, but I am not Duo to hide behind humor, nor Quatre who knows the best way to handle emotional people. No I, in my own usual efficient manner used as few words as possible to explain I was gay, unattached and not looking. It went well I suppose, we talk now and then; the ice she first used to cover her pain has thawed a little.
By the end of the Eve War something was clear to the small group of people I called family. We all did not feel comfortable living apart completely and kept drifting back to Quatre's large house for overnight gatherings, till one day he just gave up trying to send some of us home.
Duo and Quatre made themselves into a couple with the odd addition of Trowa now and then for added kink. Trowa had became the main obsessive interest of Zechs even if they were so blind the two men could not see the attraction growing between them. Something I expect the other two will change at some point. Neither Duo nor Quatre can bear to see any of us lonely and keep playing match maker.
Wufei happened to be cursed for Une to send on long missions; quite often the others gave him space when he did return for short rest periods. Me, I got left alone most of the time, content to sit on the fringes watching as my companions lapped up living.
My life was work or home, a shaky routine at best and still I felt hollow and dull inside. There was no thrill from battle, no adrenalin rush to bring me the high that let me feel like I could fly once again. Like a bird I was now caged by my own desire to see freedom given to the world and mankind.
I received a covert mission to watch a warehouse suspected of being used to smuggle arms to a small group rebelling at the idea of universal peace. Mankind can never be content. The next drop was due within the week but there was no further information. Assuming the cover of a lost and downcast drifter, merging with the shadows of the low lifes' that huddled around the docks like fleas. It was not hard to integrate; I am a master of not being seen and have an aura that keeps most away. This job would be so easy, observe and when the time was right move in. The timing of the mission was just perfect; I was feeling stressed and unfulfilled after months trapped behind a desk doing paperwork Une sent my way, or remote hacking and security work.
Two days I had been at my task, with nothing to report. But the Intel said that this band moved fast and was small hence being able to move under Preventers' radar. How I did not detect my assailant until too late I don't know. Only my fellow ex-pilots had enough skills to catch me off guard when relaxing. There was a strong hand clamping down on my shoulder as the sting of a fast acting drug hit my bloodstream.
"Careless, Heero." I just heard the soft silk purr as deep black unconsciousness took over me.
Steel cuffs held me restrained to what must be a reinforced I-bolt driven in the wall; I felt it, committing everything to memory. Even with my hands pulled up by my head I needed to work on my escape. Another bolt must be holding my similarly restrained feet, keeping me pinned to the palette I lay on, it smelt clean if simple. Other than a thumping head from the dugs used to take me down, I was unscathed and unclothed. Naked except the secure blindfold covering my eyes. Neither bothered me, not with my training.
Movement so very soft that I had to strain to determine the direction it had originated from. Coming closer, then a warm hand stroked my cheek with a soft sigh.
I feel silk brush my chest as nipple weights were attached to my nipples. Pain burst out the buds hard from the cool air in the room. Ignoring the pain and hands touching my body in playful random patterns, I concentrated on gathering more information. His breathing pattern was measured and relaxed. A him, I had found out with an accidental brush on my thigh from their aroused groin. So they liked this, being in control.
Slap.
Hot stinging bit into my left cheek where a hard open palm had split my lip and made me jerk taken by surprise as I had been.
"Stop analyzing the situation. You will not leave here till I get what I want from you." the voice was electronic, but not a recording. My respect for this person went up a notch; they had access to some serious Tec. A small groan escaped my lips. This had been a well set up trap, but designed just for me or any Preventer?
Sharp tugs on my nipples. "You're thinking again Heero." A finger poked me in the side to make the point more clear.
Relaxing my face to further shut off any emotion. I needed to buy time.
Crack! Crack!
Pain bloomed on my upper legs, so he had toys, which were a soft flogger now being applied to me. My captor informed me he would not be stopping until I dropped the world famous mask. He knew all my tricks and they were not going to work this time. The flogger was applied to me, unhurried and even strokes all over my legs and lower abdomen, until I could feel my skin burning.
Ice was applied to quickly cool my super-heated body; still I keep my face composed and hard even if there was a stirring in my loins. Once again I tried to gather information. He was ambidextrous and had long fine boned fingers. There was a faint smell about him I recognised but could not put my finger on.
Plot bunny: *grins while doing back flips*
Fluffy: *roles eyes and gets on with doing other stuff.*