I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters. They belong to their appropriate owners.
It contains yaoi, lemon, kinda bondage, strong language (or maybe not). Duo's POV.
Based on a doujinshi I don't know a title or name of author/s of, but I'll work on it.
Seize
by solange channonix
I could hear someone following me, distant steps in the silence. I stopped and looked around. Nothing. I turned around completely, but whoever it was I couldn't see him, or hear him anymore. Maybe I was just being paranoid. I resumed walking and another sets of steps echoed my own again. I was tired of checking it out again only to find nothing. Maybe it was a coincedence, that two people happened to be looking for something in the school's sports arena builiding, completely empty by that hour of early evening.
It was a bad idea to come here at all, definetely. I checked out another door to the cloak-room, finding nothing. Definetely bad idea... I stopped, I bet I'd walked all over the building, checking all avalaible rooms, at least twice. It was enough as for my liking. I sighed and leaned on the corridor's wall. I could still hear the steps of another person, coming closer. Maybe I'd get to know at least who the fuck it was. And then I'd go to the dormitory and threw Heero and his laptop out and go to sleep, at least. I'd missed two nights because of missions. Nothing was going to stop me from getting a good nigth's sleep this time, or I'm not Shinigami.
I rested my back fully on the wall, dropping my backpack by my feet and draping my arms behind my head. Steps were ceasing to echo loudly in the empty building. And maybe it was whoever had wanted to meet with me here ? I grinned lazily, just for myself, loosening the tie and unbuttoning the top of my school uniform's shirt. Not that I meant anything by that. Just... it was so damned hot in there...
I hoped it was the one who had asked me to come here in the first place, if so, I'd wandered around here for half an hour for a reason, at least. The guy, or maybe a girl, had put a piece of paper in my cabinet in the school's vestibule, so that I'd found it while placing there my sneakers after my classes had ended. The message was that someone wanted to see me here, at the sport's arena building, around 6 p.m. I couldn't recognize the handwriting though it seemed strangely similar to one I knew all too-well, but I'd dismissed the thought, and so, being as curious as I am, I'd wandered around with some girls from my class for a remaining hour and come here at 6, finding no one waiting for me outside or by the door or anywhere in the builiding, just following, and not letting me catch him.
My curiosity reached its peak. Judging by the sound of steps, the person was just behind the corner. I turned in that direction, putting my hands in my pockets instead.
Strangely, the steps stopped then. That was just too much. Leaving my backpack lying where it was, I went in the direction where it could be heard the last time and turned the corner... finding no one there, no one, nothing, just an empty corridor, with a set of little windows high just under the ceiling and no doors at all. If someone was there, he had no chance to hide or escape, so how ?
I was getting fed up with all of that. I wanted to sleep, I had no more time to waste on this. I turned around to go back to retrieve my backpack and jumped, seeing Heero standing just behind me. How ? I hadn't even heard him coming... I... Was it him whole the time ? So how could he be behind me all of a sudden ?
" H... Heero ?" I asked softly, still utterly shocked. Don't tell me it'd been him leaving me that message and following me whole the time. I shook my head to myself. No, it simply couldn't be him. " What the fuck is..."
" Shh. Come on." He told softly and began walking in the direction opposite from my backpack. Never mind... I followed him, led by simple curiosity. I wanted to know what was going on.
" In case you wondered, I left you that message." He said, speeding up.
I simply nodded, rushing to keep up with him.
He stopped then, in the middle of another corridor looking just like the previous one.
" Wait. We're going wrong way." He declared, turning around and nearly bumping in me.
I literally jumped away. As I'd said, I was fed up with whole that comedy. I wanted to know what was going on, now !
" Where are we going anyway ? And why did you leave me that message instead of just talking with me, it isn't like if we weren't meeting each other thousand times each day in school, not counting the fact that we share a room ! If you wanted to talk with me you didn't have to make me come here and lose my precious time while I'll drop dead from sleapiness in a second ! I'm going to the dormitory that instant, I have enough of that... that game, or whatever call it..."
" Will you ever shut up ?" He asked emotionlessly, folding his arms over his chest.
" Not until I get to know what's going on around here and why I know nothing about it while I'm involved !"
" That's the whole point." He said with amused smirk tugging at his lips, his eyes looking me all over.
Shiver ran down my spine. Somehow I felt like a prey he was seizing.
I really was being paranoid these times. It was all just an effect of the lack of sleep.
" Come on." He told again, walking in yet another direction.
I followed him again. We were walking for another few minutes, down some stairs to yet another little, dimly lighten corridor. Only then he opened a back door leading to a small room designed for gymnastics classes in small groups, or so I bet, considering the equipement stored along one of the walls, while the other was completely covered in mirrors, and the carpet on the floor.
I looked around the room, while Heero closed the door behind us and approached. He came close, very close, so close I could feel the warmth of his breath on the back of my neck.
" Here's perfect." He whispered.
Question `perfect for what ?` died in my throat as he looped his arms around me from behind.
I turned around abruptly .
" What the fuck are you doing ?! Let me go that instant !"
He didn't. His arms tightened their hold so I couldn't break free and then, when he unzipped my pants and lowered my boxers, and put his hand there, all the strenght simply left me.
He put his head on my shoulder and leaned in to suck at my earlobe, while his hand wrapped around my shaft, stroking it slowly. I was becoming hard, I couldn't stop that and his hand there brought kind of sensation I never knew. Holy shit, another person was touching me there, and a boy, to all of this, him, to all of this. Why him ? Sure I'd thought about this few times before but since when dreams were changing so smoothly into reality ?
I was stopping to think clearly all together. I threw my head back, squeezing my eyes shut as I felt the orgasm approaching. I knew how it was, from the few solo projects I'd had, but it'd never been that good... never...
I strived not to moan for him as I came, one his hand in my pants and the second holding my arms together trapped between my back and his body. I could feel he was hard too, with just the tips of my fingers.
I came just with a silent, startled sound, wetting his hand all over. He took it out then.
Senseing how he relaxed, I used the momentarily opening in his defenses to break free from his hold, pushing him aside with all my might. He barely dodged my elbow, flying over his head.
He looked startled only for the shortest while, then he regained his usual posture.
I backed off, as far away from him as possible. Too bad he was blocking me access to the door. Too bad I might be forced to fight him, because he'd win, I knew that.
I was panting, my legs still weak and unwilling to hold me, my vision blurring a bit, I didn't know, from the lack of sleep or what had happened just seconds ago.
" How dared you ?" I asked softly, trying to regain my composure.
He just smiled, actually smiled, little, knowing smile and not breaking eye contact, put his fingers, drenched in my semen, to his mouth, licking them clean one by one.
" So, how was it ?" He asked casually.
Kind of sight he was making, sucking on his fingers like that, made strange warmth come to my stomach and make it clench in weird kind of anticipation. My cheeks were burning with what felt like real fire, as I composed myself to fight him for as long as I'd be able to.
He finished licking his fingers and made no further moves. I was waiting, but for several minutes, he made no avances. My previous concentration and determination were going straight out the window, I was too tired to stand like that for long. Maybe he'd had enough ? Maybe he'd let me go now ?
" Why did you do that ?" I asked, reaching my hand to brush away single tear that rolled down my cheek. I was angry at him, angry beyond imagination, because he could've asked, I would've let him if he asked, he could've ask, not just come and take.
" Didn't you like it ?" He asked back, turning a bit, like if he was going to go to the entrance.
" If I liked it or not is another matter. You should ask first."
" Ok, I'm asking." He whispered in my ear. Only then I realized he was behind me, again, before I had even time to...
He caught my wrist and restrained my arms behind my back again.
I came through the previous shock and managed to steady my voice as I spoke, almost bitterly.
" No, Heero, you aren't asking, you're taking without my permiss... ion..." My voice broke as he began to nibble at the back of my neck.
" I know you'll give it to me anyway, sooner or later." He whispered in my neck, his warm breath there making me shiver and my legs weak again. " After all, I won't be hurting you, quite the contraty. And I'm sure you'll enjoy it."
He took his tie off then, quickly restraining my wrists with it. I gasped in protest. He took then my tie as well, made a solid knot out of it and used it to tie me to a kind of pipe put there, high over my head, as a part of gymnastics' equipement. I was hanging limply from up there, the tips of my toes barely touching the floor.
He went to undress me then, unbuttoned my shirt and pulled my pants and boxers all the way down. I was hanging there, in front of huge mirrors, like if supposed to be watching myself, the tip of my own traitorous braid brushing against my ass almost teasingly.
Heero was standing in front of me, with his arms folded over his chest, watching me with something akin to content in his eyes. He smirked then and kicked my still clad in a sock ankle lightly, making me bounce a few times, till I managed to steady myself with just the tips of my toes touching the floor. Maybe it amused him, I was just uneasy.
" Sure you're pretty..." He muttered under his breath, closing the distance between us.
" What are you doing ?" I gasped out, seeing him kneel down in front of me. I had a vague idea, but...
The mere idea was enough to make my cock drip with cum...
He reached for it then and holding it to his mouth licked just the very tip, slowly swallowing it whole, while his hand moved to massage my balls instead.
It felt too good to even seem real...
I was close again, though he removed my shaft off his warm, wet mouth, he didn't stop touching it. Just for another while and I'd be there...
As he slowed down, I made small whimpers to encourage him to speed back up, against myself, but I made them. But he didn't change his mind, his hand moved slower and slower, until its motion ceased all together and he took it away from my painfully hard cock.
" Selfish, aren't you ? You'd always want to be coming alone."
" And... What else am I supposed to do ?" I asked softly.
" You really don't know, or just playing stupid ?"
He stood up and moved behind me, folding his arms over his chest again and just watching us in the mirror, smirking like a madman again. I was beginning to have very mixed feelings about this particular expression on him.
" Tell me something, Duo. Are you a virgin ?"
He took one his hand to his mouth, putting two fingers inside and covering it in thick saliva.
Fear crept at my insides. I didn't... want to... not like that...
" Tell me."
" Yes, I am ! And I don't want to..."
I cried out in pain as he pushed one of his fingers inside me.
" Why not ? You're old enough for that."
It hurt, worse than any kind of injury I'd ever received, maybe because I was totally, painfully aware, not half-conscious like when you lose a lot of blood. Heero began to massage my cock again with the other hand to distract me. It made it better, much better... though still it was... he was about to rape me...
Still keeping his finger there, which wasn't causing me pain anymore, just dull feeling of fullness, intrusion inside my body, he left my need again and used the other arm to pull one my leg up by my knee, as much up as it was possible. It made his finger go deeper in and the second began to push at my already stretched opening.
" Heero... Be gentle with me..." I whispered pleadingly. This was going to hurt...
He shifted his arm between my legs so that one my leg was supported by his wrist, while he caught the second one under the knee and pulled it up and to my chest, holding it there. Two of his fingers went smoothly in and only then he brushed something inside, that made me feel the pleasure that made the pain and discomfort fade to nothing. I saw the stars at the back of my eyelids. My breath was taken away from me. My head began to thrash from side to side on its own, while I was moaning so loudly it statled me when I heard myself, through the pleasure induced haze that envelopped my brain...
I would come again... just from this. I could tell this by how my cock was throbbing. I was trying hard to think coherently, despite what he was doing to me, what his fingers in there were doing to me, sending waves of pleasure to my brain, paralysing it with its intensity...
I couldn't just hang there limply like that and enjoy whatever he was doing to me, he was going to rape me... I needed to... break free somehow, I needed to think... of a way...
My hands began to work on untying the knots almost on their own, while the rest of me was slowly consumed by pleasure, I couldn't think anymore. Whatever I was doing, breathing, moving, moaning, spasming, it was going on autopilot. My mind wasn't even there anymore...
Then I came. My cock throbbing for the last time and realising flow of semen that impressed even me. I was drenched in sweat and so weak I felt ready to collapse and lose conscioussness that instant.
I'd been in heaven... Heero had brought me there, without my will, but still he had...
I could feel the warmth of his breath travelling down from neck, down my back. He buried his nose in my braid there and I could swear he smiled again, somehow I could feel it.
" How does it feel ?"
" What ?" I asked weakly, only then realizing how dry and raw my throat was from sceaming earlier.
" To be half-way to losing virginity ?"
" You really... don't know ?" I asked even more softly, striving to open my eyes.
Second later, one my eyelid finally moved and I saw my reflection in the mirror, long bangs plastered to sweaty forehead, sweat rolling down my cheeks, slightly parted lips catching the air heavily and a spark to my violet eye, showing clearly that my body was satisfied, despite how much it was tired at the same time. My own body was betraying me...
I closed my eyes. I didn't want to be looking at myself like that, losing that kind of a battle.
Like through a haze, I could hear Heero unzipping his pants. I excepted pain, even worse than before, and pleasure I didn't want, or at least so I was telling myself... but nothing came.
He losened the knot holding my hands in place.
I fell down on my feet, my knees bucking under me. Startled, I opened my eyes, while one my hand began to massage stinging painfully wrist of the other. Was he letting me go ? What was going on again ?
I turned around, away from the mirrors, to where Heero was. He was sitting on a pad, dressed, like I was, just in an unbuttoned shirt. I looked at him questioningly.
" Do whatever you want. I won't stop you from going away."
I didn't move. First, I didn't trust him, second... I wasn't totally sure if I wanted to just go away after all that had happened... I'd excepted something more happening, so that it could actually not happen startled me a bit, to say the least... I didn't know. But whom that situation wouldn't have confused the hell out of ?
" But I..." I whispered uncertainly. I didn't want to just go away... And if Heero was telling me to, then why was he still there himself, putting his body completely on display, making me hard with that again. Why had he laid down and slumped there so invintingly that most likely I would've taken a spoon and eaten him ?
`Do whatever you want`... He meant that if I wanted I could stay ?
My knees gave way almost naturally and I kneeled down on all my fours just next to him. Like if it was the only way it could be, my body moved towards him mostly on its own, my brain paralysed. All I was feeling was increasing confusion and weird, warm feeling in the pit of my stomach. I wasn't thinking of the consequences...
I became aware of the fact there definetely would be some only as Heero's hands took hold of my buttocks, pulling me towards his surprisingly large cock.
All I could do was to grit my teeth as he impaled me on him, searing and pulsing piece of flesh filling me to the hilt. It hurt only for the shortest while. Then I felt just full, then, as he took hold of my hips and moved me back and forth I felt pleasure, blinding pleasure... It was so much better than just with fingers... So much deeper... I wanted this... this feeling... this moment to last forever...
I never wanted to face its consequences...
As my eyes fell on Heero, he seemed for me strangely... unaffected by what was happening... He was looking normally, like every other moment, he wasn't even fucked panting, or anything... Was I really that bad ?
" I've told you you'll give me your permission..." He said softly, his voice not hovering a bit.
I was going nuts with pleasure and he... he was just lying like that. I had to do something about it...
I gritted my teeth and forced my over stretched inner muscles to clench around him, as much as I could. He began to pulse more, so I did it again, beginning to move on my own, meeting his increasing thrusts. I wanted to hear him moaning, all trace of coherent thought to disappear from those blue eyes I was looking into, searching for evidence of reaction.
His fingers dugged in my hip almost painfully as he began to make some little sounds, in the end, his eyes squeezing shut and head thrown back.
I didn't have time to smile trumphally... I came just then, with a loud scream, I had to hold back from screaming his name... not that I could or managed...
His semen filled me with the last bit of warmth, flowing down my thighs, while mine flowed all over his stomach.
I lost conscioussness then, simple as that. I was just too tired to
go on anymore...
I was alone when I woke up, still undressed, lying on my stomach on the pad. As I took my head up and looked around I saw the pile of my clothes and my backpack nearby. No traces of Heero. Where had he gone after all of that ?
I was sore. I realized it as I sat up and reached for my boxers. My thighs were covered in dried semen. I was sore, and I mean really sore, I thought I wouldn't be able to sit for a week. And I was so tired...
So tired I resigned from dressing, taking my things and going to the dormitory. So tired... I just fell back on the pad, hugged myself and went back to sleep.
It'd been one hell of a day... The most tiring day of my entire life...
Heero would pay for that...
Anyway, now I'd go to sleep...
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Maybe there will be another part, or maybe not...