Deviants

© 2014

Written By : Storm

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing in any way, shape, or form. This fanfiction has been written for entertainment purposes only.

Warning: AU, Yaoi, Mature Sexual Themes, Strong Language, Emotional Angst, Strong Adult Themes


Thank you for reading so far! I hope I can live up to everyone's standards. The chapter length won't have a set amount. I will likely just keep them as 'scenes' and they will vary in length depending on the focus for that scene.

Please leave a review if you enjoy it, or follow along! We can all love the yaoi boys together :)

NOTE: Yaoi sex scenes will be included in this fanfiction. You have been warned!


SCENE 3 (SUNDAY)

Triton walked briskly, eager to finally arrive at his destination. It had been a day since Catherine had strictly told him he was forbidden to return and here he was, approaching the sign marked 'Reed Street'. The anger and rebellion that Triton had felt towards his older siblings hadn't faded, even after a day. He'd endured his performances in silence and sulked at home, refusing to talk to Catherine. Today he had rushed through the daily carnival events impatiently until he had finally finished his last act. Then, since Catherine was going to be busy for two more hours with her own acts, he had decided to sneak away.

He was going to see Heero today, whether they liked it or not.

Triton turned down the street and proceeded the short ways down to the flat that Heero and Duo shared. He felt a strange sensation of eagerness in his body, an excitement that was flowing through him. It was going to be a great day, he had decided earlier. Heero would have sex with him and give Triton all those pleasures he'd enjoyed from two nights ago and it would be incredible, Trowa and Catherine's opinions be damned!

Triton rang the doorbell and waited, feeling impatient, as he had been ever since he'd decided to come back. It wasn't as late tonight as it had been on Friday, so Triton was sure someone would be home and awake. After a short moment, the door opened to reveal Duo.

Triton's heart pounded loudly in his chest as his eyes locked onto Duo's face, just like it had the first time. He was just so….so perfect! Today Duo was dressed in a pair of leggings and a long, loose tee, but Triton had seen the muscles beneath that shirt, and he envisioned it easily, even in this baggy outfit. His violet eyes were clear and shining above his rosebud lips and his braid was sporting a decorative chain woven into the plait. Triton felt the heat of attraction rising up in his cheeks as his mind flashed again to what it would be like if it was Duo who was the one who fucked him, not Heero. The thought sent a wave of arousal down to his groin.

"You stare a lot, Triton," Duo smiled at him again. The sight made Triton feel like he was high on something. Something good. "It's kinda sweet."

Triton blushed even more, the red spreading to his chest. He mentally wished for better control over his crush on Duo. It was only going to be mental torture for him if he couldn't suppress these instinctive desires for Duo, and Triton was certain he was already a bit jealous of Wufei.

Triton took consolation with the fact that he would at least be getting his physical desires satisfied tonight.

"Duo," Triton spoke, trying to sound normal. "Is Heero home? I'd like to see him, please."

Duo's smile faltered as his eyes widened for a moment, but then he shook his head and put his smile back. "Yeah, he's here, but he's working, so you probably shouldn't bother him. I didn't think you'd be back again, to be honest."

"Please let me see him, Duo," Triton pleaded. "I've walked all this way to talk to him. Please?"

Duo stared at Triton for a moment, then he sighed and ran a hand through his bangs. "Fine, kid, you can try. But I doubt it will work. Come on in."

Triton stepped inside. He found himself staring at Duo's back in longing for a moment as they took off their shoes, then he cleared his face of the expression before following Duo through the black beaded curtain. His eyes found Heero as Duo pointed, sitting at the table with a laptop open before him. Heero's fingers raced across the keyboard with a natural ease, his eyes fixated on the screen.

"Hey, 'Ro," Duo announced. "Triton is back for you. He wants to talk."

"What? Sweet stuff is back?" Wufei's head appeared from the couch. "Hey, gorgeous!" Wufei smiled at Triton and licked his lips again. Triton really wondered if Duo was okay with such open flirting, but he didn't seem to react to it all when Triton glanced his way. "I didn't think you'd be back so soon after enduring Heero. So, I guess you weren't innocent, hm? That or you just like it a bit rough, don't you?"

"'Fei, shut up," Duo scolded him. Wufei simply blew Triton a kiss before he retreated behind the couch again, chuckling.

Triton decided to ignore his teasing and focus on his objective, which was Heero. He didn't want to wait any longer for more sex! Plus, he really didn't want to see Wufei and Duo start making out or anything again. Triton was sure he would be envious. So he crossed over to Heero as Duo went to Wufei.

"Heero, I'm back. I…," Triton paused as Heero continued to type. When he didn't stop after a moment, Triton continued. "I need to talk to you, Heero. Privately."

There was only silence in reply, accompanied with the rapid clicking of the laptop keyboard. Heero's eyes were locked on the screen. Triton wondered, for a moment, if Heero even realized that he was here, standing beside him.

"Good luck!" Wufei called out. "He's busy working, and practically nothing can distract him. Duo! Hurry up, I need you here!"

"You're ridiculous, 'Fei," Duo chuckled as he fell onto the couch. Triton spared a glance at the TV, which was currently on a Pause Menu from a basic first-person shooter game. "You can use a gun in real life, yet you can't do three rounds without backup."

"Shut up and help me!" Wufei argued. Triton tried to ignore their banter, looking back to Heero as the sounds of gunfire echoed from the TV screen.

"Heero, please," Triton urged. "I want…" He stopped, feeling too embarrassed to admit it openly here, with Duo and Wufei in the room. He hadn't expected to be so nervous when he did this. Triton had been in full confidence on his walk over. "Can we just talk somewhere for a while? I need to ask you something." Silence greeted him. "Heero, please!"

"I'm not kidding when I say it's pointless," Wufei offered advice. "I'd forget about it." Duo told him to shut up and their game continued.

Pointless. It did appear so. Heero hadn't even glanced at him. Triton felt it was very rude. Was it really so easy to just forget, after the way Heero had touched him? After what he'd done to Triton, he could so easily ignore him entirely?

"Heero, look at me," Triton insisted, feeling frustration rising up. Still Heero did not, his attention solely given to his work. Anger flared up in Triton as he considered what a rude jerk Heero was being right now, to be purposely ignoring him. He could at least look at him! Was it such a big problem to acknowledge someone when they tried to talk to you? "Please, Heero!"

Impulse struck Triton as Heero still did not answer, and he reached out a hand, quickly pushing Heero's laptop screen shut, just barely missing Heero's fingers in the process. The moment it clicked shut, Heero's hand shot out, wrapping tightly around Triton's wrist. The grip was so strong that Triton felt his bone aching.

"Heero…," Triton gasped in audible pain as Heero stood up sharply, his chair falling back to the ground with a loud clatter. Silence reigned suddenly as Wufei and Duo paused to check out the noise. Triton looked up at Heero, instinctively shrinking away from the death glare that was being directed down at him. Heero looked murderous!

"Duo, he touched the laptop," Wufei spoke from the couch in a foreboding tone. "Should we…?"

"Heero…let go, you're hurting me," Triton pulled at Heero's iron grasp, his heart beating so rapidly in sudden fear. The look in Heero's eyes was full of rage, his free hand clenched into a fist at his side.

"Heero!" Duo shouted his name over the short distance, his voice sharp and full of caution. "What are you doing?"

A second passed, then Heero looked to Duo. They stared each other down, cold blue eyes glaring into serious violet ones. Heero finally spoke, his voice low and monotone. "He wants to talk," he declared, fire flashing in his eyes. "So I'm going to talk." With a sharp pull, Heero turned and took Triton along behind him towards his room. He held up his hand as Duo moved to come around the couch and intervene. "Don't do it, Duo," Heero snapped sharply.

Duo hesitated, and that was enough time for Heero to get Triton into his room. Duo shouted Heero's name once more before the door was shut and locked. Triton noticed quickly that they had fixed the hinges that Trowa had broken just before Heero pulled sharply on his arm and swung him forward, tossing him against the side of the bed. Triton cringed into it.

"I'm sorry!" he exclaimed in panic, almost expecting Heero to hit him. "I didn't mean to make you angry!"

"You want to talk," Heero growled out, crossing his arms across his chest. "Talk."

Triton swallowed, the fear still washing over him. He looked cautiously up at Heero, noticing the glare was still strong. "I…I wanted...," Triton's voice faltered, his lip trembling unconsciously. What had he wanted? Heero's touch? It seemed an ominous thing in this moment.

"What?" Heero snapped, pushing him on. "You wanted what?"

Triton looked down at the carpet, putting a hand to his face in defeat. "I wanted you to touch me again," he admitted, feeling uncertain about the idea now. Silence followed his words.

Guilt struck him, his hands clutching at the bed sheets hopelessly. What had he been thinking, coming here? Heero was so angry now. Triton flinched as Heero stepped over and grabbed his arm again, pulling him to his feet. He grabbed Triton's chin with his other hand, forcing Triton to look at him directly.

"You want me to claim you again?" he asked Triton in a sharp tone, his expression still in a dark scowl. "Even after what I did to you before?"

"I…," Triton faltered again, his blush returning as Heero spoke, their lips not five inches apart. "Yeah," he admitted, his heart still pounding nervously. "I…I liked it-" Triton was cut off as Heero kissed him. It was a rough, dominating kiss, and Heero suddenly bit him before he pulled back. Triton gasped for air and tasted blood faintly.

"What about Trowa?" Heero asked as he lifted Triton easily and dropped him on the bed.

Trowa. Triton was suddenly reminded of his reason for coming back to Heero, and his fear faded as anger took its place. "Trowa isn't in charge of me, Heero," he declared. "It's my body and it's my choice."

Heero smirked, his scowl clearing, though the dark storm clouds in his eyes did not. "And you're willing to give your body to me, so easily? To let me do as I please with you, like before? You're willing to let me use you, Triton?" Heero chuckled in his throat as Triton instinctively pushed back on the bed as Heero neared.

Triton wasn't so sure he knew that answer anymore. He had thought it would be yes. That was why he was here, right? To have intense sex at the hands of an expert, regardless of age or relationship? Triton wanted to feel that sensual ecstasy again at Heero's hands.

But Heero's eyes were dark and his presence felt very intimidating. The anger Heero had displayed a few moments before had been frightening. Heero was still looking at him somewhat ominously, and Triton wondered for a moment what would happen this time. Heero hadn't been gentle before, and his painful grip on Triton's wrist had been enough to likely leave a bruise. How far would Heero go, this time, if he was angry, too?

Triton knew he couldn't stop Heero once he started, not physically. Heero was much stronger and could easily hold him down. That was part of the thrill of Heero, but it was also a risky factor. Triton wouldn't be able to back down once he agreed to it.

Heero reached and wrapped a hand around Triton's ankle, pulling him closer. His hands quickly removed Triton's shirt, then his belt. Triton realized that Heero wasn't going to wait for him to say 'yes' this time. Heero had already started. Triton had walked right into this moment, and now it was happening. There was no stopping now. Heero's heavy gaze told Triton this clearly as he tossed Triton's pants aside.

"Heero-," Triton tried to speak, but Heero put a finger to his lips, shushing him.

"Don't talk, Triton," Heero ordered, his voice low and his tone somehow both strict and also entirely sultry. Triton realized that Heero's commanding voice was actually turning him on, where it had frightened him moments before. His cock was hard and ready, swelling with lustful need, and Triton could already feel that intense pleasure welling up, his body eager for Heero's further commands.

"I'm not going to be good to you," Heero explained further as he pulled off his own shirt. "I will claim you again and again until I'm satisfied." He undid his belt, letting his pants fall around his ankles. A heavy blush spread all over Triton's bare chest as he glanced upon Heero's large, hard cock and he averted his eyes instinctively. "And I want you to beg, Triton. I want you to moan and scream and cry for me," Heero came onto the bed, hooking his hands under Triton's knees and pulling him closer. To Heero, Triton was as easy to move as a rag doll. Triton's eyes passed over Heero's defined chest, then he shivered as he felt Heero's hand slide under his ass.

The pleasure was brimming at the peak. Triton already wanted to start begging!

"I-"

"Don't talk," Heero repeated his order sharply, his eyes flashing as his grip tightened on Triton's leg. "Unless you're going to tell me to fuck you harder." Triton flinched and bit his lip, tensing under Heero's increasingly powerful grip. Heero noticed and smirked, leaning in over Triton. "Are you afraid of me, Triton?"

Triton nodded honestly. He was afraid, very much so. Although the desire to have more contact – deeper contact – was much stronger than his fears right now.

"Good," Heero smiled a little in pleasure at this, though his eyes held alternate intentions behind their icy gaze. "You should be afraid. You've made me angry."

Yes, he had. Triton had bothered him, obviously, while he had been working. Heero's reaction, as well as the concerned expressions that Duo and Wufei had shown, had made it clear that he was angry.

"I'm sorry, Heero," Triton exclaimed, before he remembered Heero's order and pressed his lips together tightly. He braced for his consequence, his fingers clutching at the bed sheets beneath him.

But Heero let it pass, in order to express something else. "No," Heero leaned over him, grabbing a bottle of lube from the bedside drawer. The lid opened with a small 'pop'. "You're not sorry enough." Heero coated his fingers. "I'm going to make you beg desperately for me to stop, Triton," Heero lifted Triton's ass off the bed, propping him up. Triton felt him slide two lubed fingers to the knuckle into his entrance, which caused him to gasp loudly. "And then I won't."

Triton held his breath as Heero twisted his fingers, causing him to instinctively squirm. Heero held him tightly so Triton couldn't move away as Heero moved his fingers inside his ass, wiggling and curling his fingertips. A third finger slid into his tight heat, and Triton moaned in his throat, remembering to breathe again. Now Triton was pressing towards Heero and his thrusting fingers, his ass hot and slippery from the lube. The intensity was there, the pleasurable pressure inside, and it was both terrifying and exhilarating.

Heero's words were echoing in the back of his mind, though, echoing ominously.

As Triton became overwhelmed by Heero's nearly brutal touch, he began to unconsciously worry. He was so easily falling to Heero's seductive powers. What was happening to him lately? He'd never imagined he would ever be in such a loveless position, pleasurable as it was, but here he laid, Heero's fingers sliding deep into his ass. Here he was, Heero's willing toy once again.

And it felt so damn good! Like, really, really, really fucking good!

Triton moaned and squirmed, wiggling pointlessly under Heero's iron hold. Heero suddenly stopped, removing his fingers and leaning over Triton again. This time he opened the bedside drawer, reaching in and pulling something out. Triton's eyes widened in alarm as his eyes set upon the thin black ropes dangling from Heero's hand, his heart beat racing even faster.

"You are mine, Triton," Heero smirked. "Mine to use, however I want."


Thanks for sticking with me this far! So, it got a bit descriptive. There will be fuller sex scenes in the future, too, and lots of plot twists and surprises to come! Please review or follow along if you liked it! The next chapter isn't too long either, like this one, so it shouldn't be too long before it's up!
Thanks!


~Sincerely, Storm~