CHAPTER TEN: In Which Wufei Gets What He Wants
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It was dark.
Very dark.
Far too dark to see two small figures slipping along the dock. They disappeared and reappeared among the boats until they reached the elegant white yacht.
"Do you have the disc?" one whispered.
"Yep! and picked out the perfect one! You ready to do this?"
"Of course!"
White teeth flashed in a gorgeous grin. "I know I loved you for more than your hot body!"
"Baka!"
There was a light laugh, followed by the soft sound of a quick kiss.
"Be careful," two voices said in unison, then the shadowy figures separated.
One nearly flew up the boarding ladder, vanishing into the captain's cabin. The locked door didn't even slow it down.
The second was now balanced precariously on an ancient, rotting piling - or it would have been precarious to anyone else. The small figure stood there as easily as it had been standing on the wide dock a moment earlier. It surveyed the pristine white side of the yacht, then pulled out a small metal can.
The tiny 'hsssss' that came next wasn't loud enough to wake anyone up...
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Colonel Hayden Westingham yawned and stretched, luxuriating in the feel of the silk sheets wrapped around his bare body. He was a man who appreciated his creature comforts; old money and a long stint with OZ guaranteed he could keep enjoying them.
He gazed at the ceiling, studying the textured silk that covered it. He was getting a bit tired of burgundy. Perhaps it was time to have his beloved yacht done over.
He sat up and stretched again, his mind switching topics easily as he reached for his blue silk robe. He needed to check on little Tony. He and Robbie had both been quite disappointed yesterday when they went to fetch him and his lovely boyfriend and found the cabin empty. Robbie had pouted the rest of the day.
He had ignored him. When his son was in one of those moods, it was the best thing to do. He knew Robbie was enamored of the little Asian boy, but the kiss he'd witnessed between Tony and Max told him his handsome son had little chance.
It also had him quite interested. He wondered if there was any chance at all of seeing more than just a kiss?
He remembered the sweet warmth of Tony's lips, the way the boy's firm ass had fit in his hands, and he groaned.
He would definitely have to see about getting more.
Tony would balk, of course; he remembered the delicious way the boy had struggled against him. He'd just have to hope that lovely Max was more opened-minded. He wondered how much money it would take to get him to consent?
Hmm... time for some breakfast.
He opened the door to his cabin and padded down the carpeted corridor. Fresh lake air touched his face as he passed an open porthole.
And the sound of laughter touched his ears.
What was going on out there? Ah, well, he'd check it out after he had eaten and got dressed. It sounded like there were a lot of people out there; perhaps there was some sort of dock party today. It would be a wonderful excuse to have Max and Tony over.
Robbie was sitting in the galley already, still pouting as he stirred a spoon in a bowl of cereal. The Colonel still ignored him, starting the coffeepot and reaching out to touch a button on the wall that would start the soft strains of Handel. He preferred gentle music with his breakfast; his grandmother insisted it aided digestion.
He yelped with surprise, and Robbie's chair went over backwards, as rock music blasted out of the speakers instead.
Set to full volume, it rattled the glass in the portholes and knocked dishes off the table.
Westingham slammed his hand down on the button, but the music didn't go off. If anything, it seemed to get louder, and screeching vocals were added to the mix, howling something incomprehensible.
He and Robbie both clapped their hands over their ears and ran from the room. Outside was just as bad; they thundered up the stairs, hoping for some relief on the deck. All of their crew seemed to have the same idea, they were standing at the railing already, puzzled looks on their faces even as their own hands were over their ears.
It looked like half the town was on the dock.
Some had cameras. And they were all pointing and laughing.
At his yacht.
"What the hell is going on?" he cried, employing a seldom-used curse to let his crew know he was furious.
They just shrugged.
He ignored the fact that he was dressed only in a thin silk robe and hurried down the boarding ladder, Robbie and the crew close behind. Once down, they turned to look back at the boat.
And stared.
A very well-executed sketch of a woman gazed back at them. She ran the full length of the boat, her toes at one end and her long hair curling around the stern. She was done in simple black lines, her very skimpy bikini and smiling lips painted in bright red. She was voluptuous, to say the least, one leg outstretched and one kicked into the air, one hand waving while the other braced her in a reclining position.
The name 'Empress' had been blacked out above her feet, and the words 'Hot Mama!' were painted in six-foot, garishly red letters.
All around him, the crowd laughed and laughed.
Colonel Hayden Westingham, heir to a vast fortune, career OZ officer, raised to be a gentleman from his mother's knee - screamed.
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"That's got to be one of the best jokes ever," Duo said proudly, leaning on the jeep and gazing down at the dock below. They had parked on a hill just outside of town to see if the music had started yet.
It was so loud they could hear the words from here.
"It is funny," Wufei agreed, kneeling on the seat and leaning against the frame.
"Funny?! It's freakin' hilarious! And you are one good artist, Wu. She almost looks real." The bathing beauty was easily visible; so was the crowd of people staring at her.
Wufei snickered. Who knew his love of sketching would ever turn out to be so much fun? "Let's go, before he starts thinking about who might have done that."
"All right. I just wish I could have seen the looks on their faces!" Duo turned to get back in the vehicle, and Wufei scrambled back to his own seat.
The Jeep roared away, and neither looked back.
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Wufei was thinking.
He was pretending that he was meditating, so none of the others would bother him, but his mind was far from calm and relaxed.
He was plotting.
It had been over three weeks since he and Duo had come back from the lake; in all that time, he had been as good as gold.
He'd eaten what Quatre set in front of him, slept when Trowa told him to, been cautious with his katas and taken his pills without a murmur.
His back hadn't given him a single twinge for the last two weeks.
Duo still wouldn't go all the way.
Wufei was one very frustrated Dragon.
It wasn't like his lover didn't want to - whenever Wufei mentioned it, Duo looked like he'd love nothing more than to eat him alive - but he was so worried about hurting Wufei that he wouldn't go beyond what they had done already.
Which was all well and good - quite enjoyable - but Wufei wanted more.
He just had to figure out how to get it.
So here he sat, in a tiny clearing outside their current safehouse, pretending to meditate while he tried to think of something that would push Duo over the edge.
What made his koibito lose control? There had been that first night, in the living room of Quatre's favorite safehouse, when Duo had jumped him. Wufei was fairly certain that if Quatre hadn't come down the stairs, he wouldn't still be what Duo called a 'technical-virgin' right now. But this memory didn't help much; he didn't know what had set Duo off then.
Then, there had been the mission.
With the leather.
Duo had certainly seemed to like the leather...
Wufei smirked a little. They were close to a city, and he had his motorcycle. He'd just have to go shopping later.
Was there anything else? Beyond the time at the lake, when Duo had been so angry with him. He'd been much less careful than usual, but Wufei felt it would defeat the purpose if Duo was ticked off. That time, he'd been suffering from abstinence and also wanted the promise.
They'd had a lot of fun last night, so using abstinence was out of the question.
He sighed.
"Wufei? Is something wrong?"
He blinked up to see Quatre gazing at him with worried blue eyes.
"No."
"Your back isn't bothering you?"
"No, Quatre." He'd gotten used to calling the others by their first names.
"Then what's going on? I can tell something is on your mind." The blond sat down beside him, still looking concerned. "Maybe I can help?"
Wufei opened his mouth to deny it, then stopped. Quatre had two lovers, after all, and Duo had always told him that the blond had seduced both of them. Maybe Quatre could help him.
He took a deep breath, and told him, his face turning fiery red as he did.
Quatre just smiled at him. "Ah... well, I can help, then. But I want something in return, later. Okay... first, I'll take Heero and Trowa out this evening, and we'll stay at a nice hotel tonight. So you'll have the house to yourself. Duo should be back from that surveillance by nine - just in time for it to be dark. Here's what you do..."
The little clearing settled into whispered voices.
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Duo breezed into the house at eight fifty-seven. "Who's home?" he shouted as soon as the door closed behind him.
"Hello, Duo!" came Quatre's cheerful voice. He walked down the stairs wearing his coat, a moment later and Heero and Trowa followed, also dressed to leave.
"Where're you guys off to?"
"We're going to see a movie. There's pizza in the kitchen; you're probably hungry."
"Hey, pizza! I love ya, Quat! Where's 'Fei?"
"Sally's in town. Asked to do a check-up." Heero informed him calmly as he stalked past.
"Oh, okay. Any idea when he'll be back?"
"Any minute, I'm sure. He ate before he left, so the pizza is all yours," Quatre said as Trowa tugged him out the door. "See you later, Duo!"
"Yeah, later, Q-bean!" Duo locked the door behind them and ran to the kitchen, attacking the pizza box on the counter.
He'd just polished off the last slice when the door opened again. "'Fei?" he called.
"Where are you?" Wufei's calm voice replied.
"Right here, koi!" He said cheerfully, leaving the kitchen. "I was just... just... 'F-fei?!" He stared at the boy who was standing just inside the doorway, shrugging out of his leather motorcycle jacket.
"Yes, Duo?"
"W-why are you w-wearing that?"
"Huh? Oh, Heero said I should wear some sort of disguise." Wufei stretched a little to hang his coat up in the closet; it caused the black and silver vest he was wearing to show a sleek expanse of bronze back.
Duo swallowed. "T-that's not exactly a disguise... everybody who saw you will remember you..."
"You think so?" Wufei said in mock surprise, looking down at the tight, low-riding black leather pants and the vest laced with silver-toned rawhide. "It's not much different from that outfit you bought that time you went clubbing."
"But, 'Fei, I wanted everyone to notice me."
"Oh, that's right. Oh, well, no one followed me back." he yawned, stretching again, this time giving Duo a lovely view of toned tummy. "I'm sort of tired... how about we call it a night?"
"Okay!" Duo said quickly, still staring. He'd call it a night, all right, but there was no way on earth they were sleeping once they got to the bedroom.
Wufei had already turned toward the stairs. Duo was forced to follow him up, giving him an eye-level view of a very pretty backside, flexing under the black leather as Wufei walked.
Duo wasn't the least bit surprised to feel himself already hard, he was only astonished that he wasn't coming in his jeans. His hands itched to grab that lovely ass... and he wanted even more to bury himself deep inside it.
'Can't do that,' he reminded himself firmly, 'can't hurt him.'
"Oh, Duo," Wufei said, not looking around, "did the others tell you I saw Sally?"
"Yeah," Duo said, his voice sounding much too breathless for just walking up stairs. "How'd the checkup go?"
"Good. Sally says as long as I don't take a direct blow to the base of my spine, I'll be fine. I can even go back to my old exercise routine."
"Oh, that's nice," Duo said absently, watching as his dragon turned to go into the room. He loved leather, it clung to everything so nicely. He was ogling Wufei's groin when his words registered. "You - you're fine? Your old routine...?"
"Mm-hmm!" Wufei hummed happily, sliding his hair out of the ponytail and letting the black silk swing down around his face. "Hey, what happened to the bedroom?"
"Huh?" Duo turned to look, and saw that their plain blue comforter had been replaced by red silk sheets. The heavy curtains were drawn, and the room was lit only by candlelight. Some soft, throbbing music was playing from a hidden stereo, a bowl of strawberries sat on the bedside table.
Duo gaped.
"Hmm, Quatre must be redecorating again," Wufei said innocently. He left his boyfriend gaping after him as he moved to the bed and slid a strawberry into his mouth, sucking lightly on his fingers before removing them. "These are good... do you want some?"
"Huh?" Duo replied intelligently, then his violet eyes narrowed. "Chang Wufei - what are you up to?"
"What do you think I'm up to?" Wufei replied, not trying to excuse himself. He stretched out on the sheets and smiled at his lover. "I asked if you wanted some?"
"Are you trying to seduce me?" Duo asked suspiciously.
"Yes. Is it working?" Wufei blinked at him, his eyes completely guileless.
"Yes - gods, yes! But please, 'Fei - stop channeling Quatre..."
Wufei smiled. "All right."
"How'd you get him to help you with all this, anyway?"
"Did you know he wants to see us kiss? Odd man... but it seemed a small price to pay." and Wufei laughed, rich and husky.
That laugh broke the last faint traces of Duo's self-control; he pounced on his lover.
Within seconds, the leather pants were flying across the room, while the vest was gaping open and Duo's mouth was worshiping his lover's chest while his hands were all over the smooth bronze body.
'Well,' Wufei thought, 'this is working out quite well.'
He tried to decide if it would be better to just let Duo go on until he couldn't stop himself, or to let him know right now what Wufei had in mind. Duo's hands and mouth weren't making it easy to concentrate, and besides, Wufei had always been straightforward.
A slim bronze hand slid under a pillow, and came back out with a shiny metal tube. "Duo?"
"Hmm?" Duo glanced up from his avid explorations and Wufei dangled the tube in front of his nose.
Duo swallowed. "Sally said you were all right...?"
"Yes."
"...and ...you're sure you're ready for this?"
"Gods, yes!"
Duo took the tube and sat back on his heels, studying it. "You're positive?"
"I'm positive that I'm going to kill you if you don't!" Wufei grumbled, his hands tugging at Duo's black shirt.
"Sure you want me to go first?" Duo asked, leering a little, now.
Wufei stopped what he was doing and lay back on the bed. He spread his legs invitingly and gave Duo what he hoped was a sexy smile. "Quite."
Duo attacked him. He was quite sure no one in the universe could have resisted Wufei just then; and he had wanted this for so long... He thrust his hips eagerly against the other boy, who arched beneath him, moaning happily. Duo found a little bronze earlobe and nibbled it for a moment, then whispered, "...as long as you're sure..."
Wufei felt a slick finger trace around his entrance and he gasped. "Oh... I am so very sure..."
"...surprised you don't want to go first," Duo teased, pressing gently inside. His brain felt like it was going to melt at the hot, tight clench of his koi's body.
"Don't know what I'm doing...!" Wufei gasped, "...but I'm definitely... having you... later!"
"And I'm looking forward to it," Duo purred, letting go of Wufei's ear to mouth the sensitive skin on the side of his neck. He slid another finger inside, his cock aching to take their place but he had to be sure Wufei was ready. His koi was giving him an incredible gift; there was no way he was going to hurt him while he took his virginity.
It took a while before he could work enough fingers inside Wufei - the boy was so very tight - but they enjoyed themselves with kisses and caresses and Wufei's startled reaction to the first touches against his prostate, until Duo finally found his fingers could move with relative ease. "Are you ready?"
"I'm about to die." Wufei said in a falsely calm voice. "Come on, Duo!"
"Oh, I'm about to come, all right!" Duo joked, his hands shaking as he slicked his erection. He was so hard he hurt, and Wufei was in no better state.
Wufei rolled his eyes. "How do you want me?" he asked softly, propping himself up on his elbows as he watched Duo prepare to take him.
"In every position known to mankind, and a few I'm going to make up. Lay on your side."
Wufei frowned at him; Duo had to resist jumping him. "My side?"
"It'll be a lot easier that way, trust me. It's gonna hurt a little, 'Fei."
"I'm not afraid of pain. I want you."
Well, that did it! Duo had Wufei on his side, legs arranged, and was pushing his way carefully inside before his Dragon had time to blink.
Not that he could blink - his eyes were so wide he was sure he'd never be able to blink again. Gods, it hurt, but it felt so good, too.
Duo rocked gently against him until he was all the way in, then he held perfectly still, waiting for his lover to adjust. His body screamed at him to just start thrusting, to pound that warm, willing body into the mattress. He was holding on by the barest thread of self-restraint. "R-ready?"
Wufei made an inarticulate, strangled noise, his body rocking back against Duo's pleadingly.
Duo didn't need any other invitation. He started with slow, careful thrusts, but it wasn't long before he found that he had rolled Wufei onto his stomach and was driving hard against him. "Okay?"
"Yes!" Wufei nearly screamed, writhing beneath him.
Duo leaned over his back and caught his chin, tugging him around so their lips met in a desperate kiss. "Love you..." he managed, his free hand working its way beneath the Chinese boy to grasp his neglected shaft.
"Aaahh!" was Wufei's eloquent reply. His body shoved back against the hardness that was impaling him, and Duo felt his inner muscles tighten incredibly even as warmth flooded over his hand.
He screamed in ecstasy and felt his own climax tear through him, more intense than any he'd ever had before. He had just enough wits left to collapse beside of his immobile lover instead of on top of him. His arms reached out on their own, pulled Wufei tightly against him, and then he joined his lover in an exhausted sleep.
Wufei was dreaming.
Violet eyes and warm hands, a familiar voice calling his name...
He didn't want to wake up.
A field of flowers, and a girl who had decided her own destiny, and a boy who had decided his own for him...
He snuggled closer into the warmth next to him, the warmth that meant comfort and safety. Some part of his mind noticing the brief tightening of arms around him, and relaxed even further.
A lake, waves rippling in the cool breeze, laying on the grassy shore with a fishing pole at his feet and a boy at his side and feeling no fear... no pain and no fear...
A tug at the line, and the laughter of his koi as the braided boy struggled to reel in his fish, his own quick dark hands helping, and they let the fish go, and stretched back out on the bank, his lover's head resting against his shoulder...
It was a good dream.
~owari~
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A/N: The revenge Duo plots for Wufei's elders will happen in part 3 of this arc. Sadly, I have not written part 3 yet. I hope to start posting a new story tomorrow.