Author's Note: As a gift for all you yaoi obsessed fangirls out there who just happen to be reading this, this a gift for you. If you are uncomfortable with the subject of this chapter, leave, press the back button, and wait for the next installment. But if this is your thing, then sit back and stay awhile, not my place to judge anybody. So, without further ado, enjoy.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing
Warning: yaoi, lemon
To Sir with Erotica
With the scent of Duo clouding all his senses, Solo could only think that this is what heaven must feel like. Well, if this was heaven, then perhaps what happened next would take him all the way up to cloud nine.
As Duo remained enfolded in Solo's grasp, his heart was pounding within his chest. He had not ever in his wildest dreams begun to think that he could ever be in this position. Now that he had a taste, he wanted something more, something that he was sure that only Solo could give to him at this point in time. Since Solo wasn't making the first move, Duo guessed that he would have to.
So he kissed him.
Solo didn't know when it began but he was pleasantly surprised nonetheless. As soon as Duo began to pull away, Solo dived down for more, capturing the smaller teen's lips gently, tightening the hold he had on his braided victim. As his tongue invaded Duo's mouth, Duo's hands were clenching onto anything they could grab a hold of, namely Solo himself. Not that the blond didn't mind or anything since he was concentrating on more enjoyable activities.
But soon they started getting desperate. Hormones were released and demanded that their bodies receive some sort of satisfaction. Duo may not have been their slave but Solo certainly was as he pulled the braided one off his feet and held him closer, Duo's feet wrapping around the blond's waist to get some leverage.
Pulling away, Solo gasped out, "You want to?"
Being new to this and all, Duo had no clue what Solo meant and voiced his confusion.
Instead of grinning perversely like Duo would have assumed he would, Solo smiled gently and leaned closer so that he was able to whisper in his ear. Duo's eyes widened and he bit his lip in indecision. Did he really want to take it that far when he had only known this guy for such a short time?
Solo kissed the side of his neck lightly to calm the braided one down as he murmured, "You don't have to want to do anything if you don't want to but if you do, then all you have to do is tell me to stop and I will…"
The ball was firmly in his court now but he was still a bit uneasy. This was a big step they were talking about, and he didn't want to stop halfway. Those little pecks on his neck were really making it hard to concentrate, especially when the blond began to suck lightly and leave hickeys in his wake. Damn it, he wanted more! Plus, he wanted to know if what Quatre and Trowa did behind closed doors was really as enjoyable as they made it out to be and Solo here had told him of all his experience so the guy knew what he was doing.
But would he be a different person afterwards? Was it going to be worth going through with something like this? Then again, what was the alternative?
Well, he guessed that settled that question.
"Okay," he whispered. "Can you be…gentle?"
Smiling like a megawatt bulb at him, Solo replied, "Anything you want."
--
The rest of the night had been a bit subdued at the dance; not that Quatre minded. It gave him and Trowa a bit of quality time, especially when the lights dimmed and it was time for the slow dance. Now they were back at the mansion, Quatre ready to bestow another session of lovemaking with his unibanged prize.
He was a bit concerned when they passed Duo's room but found the door wide open and no one inside. He must be with Solo, the blond decided. After this evening's events, that would be the most likely place he would find his friend. He wasn't about to go and interrupt any kind of quality time the two might be having so he went straight towards his own room with Trowa in tow.
Tonight was going to be special.
--
It was a rare occasion indeed whenever Duo found himself in Solo's room but this was where the blond had carried him, setting him on his bed while the taller teen continued to stand and look at him with that gentle smile of his while stroking his hair.
"You are just so cute," Solo commented as he leaned down to brush his lips against Duo's forehead.
"Is that all you have to say?" Duo jested, attempting to hide his nervousness.
It seemed that was all in vain as Solo said, "No need to be nervous Duo. I'll take real good care of you. All you have to do is relax and enjoy."
"Okay," Duo swallowed. "So what do we do first?"
"Didn't I just tell you to relax?" Solo murmured as his fingers began to deftly unbutton the braided one's shirt. "I'm going to take care of you now, so don't worry about a thing. We can do this."
Duo gulped but said nothing, his eyes focused trustingly on the taller teen.
Solo caught the open look and he knew absolutely that he wouldn't betray it. It would be like kicking a puppy or something if he did so and that was just not right.
Gently, he pushed Duo's dress shirt back and revealed the creamy skin that covered the braided one's body. He sat down on the bed next to Duo and lowered his head to Duo's shoulder so that he could begin to give that area some of his personal attention, planting light butterfly kisses all over it and moving on up towards the neck.
Feeling a light tugging on his shirt, he nearly smirked and whispered, "Go ahead, don't be afraid." That seemed to be the right thing to say as he felt his shirt loosen with each freed button until he shrugged the shirt off, his upper body finally out on display for all to see.
Until now, Duo had not had the good opportunity to get a good look at Solo's natural body. The closest he could get was that little spar they had some time ago but now he could see the well-built torso and the muscles that the blond had refined over the years. He couldn't help but let his hands explore the strong body in front of him, marveling at how soft it was despite the fact that it had been proven that this was all tough.
This time Solo allowed a smirk out, even as pushed Duo gently back and further onto the bed, removing Duo's shirt completely as he did so. Now that Duo's upper body was completely bare and at his mercy, he leaned down and began to manipulate all the areas he could touch to drive his braided captive mad. And mad Duo was as he squirmed beneath the blond, his breathing now heavier as he was assaulted with the sensations that were bestowed on his defenseless body.
Stopping in his ministrations, Solo grinned down at him and asked, "So what do you think about it?"
Leveling a glare at the blond, Duo could only let out a whine to voice his displeasure.
Chuckling, Solo said, "Yeah, that's what I thought you would say." Hands settling on Duo's waist, Solo's thumbs began to fiddle with the hemp of the braided one's pants teasingly, much to Duo's puzzlement. Seeing the look that was now being thrown at him, Solo chuckled goodheartedly. "You are so naïve," he teased. Letting his thumbs drift upward to stroke the skin, he continued, "But that's something I like about you. Now, would you like to move forward or do you want to stay where we're at right now?"
"Move forward?" Duo managed to gasp out. "You mean it gets better?"
"Oh yeah it does," Solo answered, "but you have to decide if you want to go any further. Remember, no pressure."
Pfft, as if there was any other option.
"Take one wild guess what I want you to do," Duo growled.
"You don't want to go any further?" Solo guessed.
"Guess again," Duo muttered audibly.
Chuckling darkly, Solo grinded his hips lightly into Duo's, muffling Duo's gasp of surprise with a hungry kiss. Continuing to grind, Solo asked predatorily, "Are you sure?"
"Just do it already!" Duo pleaded, his hands trying to find some sort of purchase on the blond's body.
"As you wish," Solo purred, a hand snaking out to undo Duo's pants and slowly begin to push them down.
For some reason unknown to Duo, it was quite relieving when his pants were removed. Glancing down, he guessed that it probably had to do with that tent that had sprung up in his boxers. Even that piece of cloth was confining. As he thrusted his hips up, Solo commented, "Eager aren't we?"
It was barely a second later when he had rid Duo of all his clothing, with the exception of his socks, his eyes lavishly examining the nude body of the smaller teen. Damn, he looked so scrumptious that he could eat him alive!
"What about you?" Duo whimpered. "Aren't you going to…?"
"Don't worry your pretty little braid off," Solo teased as he began to work on his own lower garments. "If you want them off, then off they come."
Damn it, Solo had a wonderful physique. What the hell was he doing hiding it with all that clothing that he wore? And what the hell was that?! Was that Solo's…? Damn he was blessed! As Solo slipped back on top of him, he couldn't help but raise an eyebrow at the socks that Solo still wore. Now that he thought about it, he still had his socks on too…
"You forgot the socks," he pointed out.
"I get cold feet," Solo shrugged as one of his hands casually removed itself from view.
"Cold feet?" Duo repeated.
"Why are you so concerned about my feet all of a sudden?" Solo growled. Feeling something grip onto his manhood, Duo froze automatically until he felt the warm thing gripping him begin to pump. "You need to stop thinking with that head of yours," Solo continued, "and start thinking with this head." He gave a rather firm pump on that one and Duo could only squirm and yip out as the pleasurable sensations he was feeling overloaded his body.
Jesus tap-dancing Christ…
"Yeah, that's right," Solo purred before gently seizing his lips for a light kiss. "That's right. You're in good hands now. Nothing to worry about."
At this point, he wasn't paying attention as he felt a pressure grow in his abdomen. Oh God, he was close…so close…
Then Solo had the gall to stop. However, before Duo could shoot a death glare at the blond, he felt something hot and wet envelop him and once again his mind scrambled. His hands fisted the bed sheets and he gasped for as much air as he could. He had never felt such sensations as powerful as this before and—holy shit! Was it even legal to be that good with your tongue?
He felt like he was going to explode! He wasn't sure if he was going to be able to hold it all anymore. The pressure then uncoiled like a snake and he suddenly felt it rush down to his loins. A flash of white scrambled his mind as he felt the pressure drain away, orgasm overpowering all his senses.
Solo was quick to catch on when Duo's body suddenly tense, thus was ready for what came out. As the braided one came, his back arching as he did so, Solo drank the fluids up greedily, increasing his suction as he did so to get every last drop that he could. When the smaller teen's limp body collapsed onto the bed, Solo let the flaccid organ out of his mouth and crawled up so that he was resting comfortably on the braided one's body.
He noticed with satisfaction that beads of sweat covered Duo's forehead and Duo eyes were clenched tightly as he panted, recovering from his latest experience.
Cupping Duo's cheek with his hand and stroking with his thumb, he commented, "You look like you enjoyed that." Licking his lips, his green eyes gleamed as Duo nodded his head in agreement, his eyes still clenched tightly and panting as hard as ever.
Solo couldn't deny that Duo looked gorgeous as he lied on top of him. His own arousal twitched but his strong willpower managed to keep it in check. There was no sense in rushing anything and he wanted his braided captive to enjoy everything. That meant waiting patiently as Duo sought to recover. That didn't mean that the blond couldn't do anything as he bided his time.
So, in an effort to bring Duo back to a state of calm, he began to lightly kiss Duo's neck lightly, occasionally licking and sucking on the sweat drenched skin. He kept an eye out, observing Duo as the teen slowly calmed down and fell into a relaxed state. Halting his work, he hovered his head over the teen, hands sensually stroking the smaller body.
"So, you think you can go on for one last round?" he quizzed, his eyes not leaving the glowing face of Duo Maxwell.
"You mean there's more?" Duo blurted out.
"Of course," Solo teased, lightly pecking his lips. "The only question is do you want more?"
Wrapping his arms around Solo's torso, Duo squeezed him and replied, "Yeah, I want more. Give me all you got."
"I don't think you're ready for everything I can show you," Solo commented, "But don't think I'm done with you yet. I got a few things up my sleeve that I think you are going to like. A lot."
"Then prove it," Duo challenged.
--
So what was he going to do?
That was the question that now plagued Raberba Winner's mind.
He couldn't lie that his nephew had grown on him. From what behavior he had heard the young man had shown before coming here, he had improved quite a bit. Yet he had told his younger brother that Solomon was hanging by a thread at this point. When had this thing gotten so complicated?
He knew the answer to that one. Duo Maxwell. He didn't begrudge the young man; in fact he actually enjoyed him. He was almost like a son in a way and it was despicable how his life had gone. Allah knew the boy needed a break and he wouldn't change his mind about boarding him here. Plus, he seemed to have a positive affect on Solomon as well, something that added more brownie points to Duo's repertoire.
Still, Duo was at the center of what had happened this evening. Solo had resorted to bestowing violence on a young girl while trying to protect the braided youth. This was something that could not be allowed to go unpunished. But then he had caught the two dancing in Duo's assigned room and he couldn't break the two up.
Not even he was that cruel to do such a thing.
All that led up to where he was now. He was going to have to do something. Maybe he could just wait until he saw Solomon again. By that time, he ought to have come up with some sort of punishment.
A beeping sound interrupted his musings and he looked towards his fax machine. Seeing sheet after sheet of printed paper come out, he reached over and snagged the few papers that had come out and began to look at them.
His impassive face soon grew into a frown with every word that he read. It seemed something bigger was on the horizon, for them all.
What in the world could he possibly want? What was so important that he had to meet one of his representatives anyway? The proposal popped back into his head and he groaned aloud. His time was just as important as theirs, if not more so. Things were about to get real difficult here.
Sigh, this was exactly what he needed…
--
Sweet Jesus, Duo was so tight!
Solo groaned as he slowly pushed himself further into the braided one, reveling in the tight velvet heat that surrounded him. He wanted more than anything to shove himself deeper but restrained himself from doing so. Duo was definitely not used to this, despite the preparation done just seconds beforehand, and the braided one's eyes were clenched tightly as his hands gripped the bed sheets with an iron grip.
Fully seating himself to the hilt, he panted he buried his face into the nook of Duo's neck. It was taking all of his fraying control to not pound the braided one into the mattress and every second that passed brought that reality even closer.
"Solo?" Duo whimpered beneath him. "Is it suppose…to be like this?"
Solo kissed him hungrily before answering. "Yeah, but you should be getting used to it. Just tell me when you are, okay?"
"Can't you do something to take my mind off of it?" Duo pleaded.
Unable to resist, Solo smiled down at him, sweat beading on his brow. "Sure thing. Whatever you need."
His hand snaked downwards to Duo's renewed hardness and he began to stroke it all the while keeping the rest of his body as still as he could. He could feel Duo's tense body begin to relax a bit and he took the initiative in pulling out and slowly thrusting back into that glorious heat. Hot damn, it was so sweet!
Duo groaned and wrapped his arms around Solo again, pressing him up against his smaller frame as if his life depended on it. Rolling his hips back, he thrusted back in gently, keeping up the slow pace as he propped himself on his elbows and lower arms in order to capture Duo's mouth for a heated kissing session.
As Duo's fingers dug into his back, Duo moaned, "Go faster…Solo…please…"
"Please, huh?" Solo purred as he gave a particularly hard thrust, striking a particular spot in the braided one.
Duo cried out loud and Solo felt a wetness between the two. As Duo continued to gasp for air and recover, Solo continued with his gentle but slowly speeding-up rhythm, not letting up for a minute. Hearing Duo groan again, Solo was mildly surprised that he was recovering a bit quicker than before.
When he felt Duo remove one of his hands to try and squeeze it between them, Solo grabbed both of Duo's arms, maneuvering his hands so that he grasped the wrists and pinned them above Duo's head, all the while not letting up, his pace quickening.
"Solo!" Duo pleaded.
"Uh uh," Solo grunted. "I'm not through with you. Not yet… Just a little longer…"
"Oh…God…" Duo moaned as he stretched his neck out and rolled his head on the pillow beneath it.
Striking that spot that made Duo cry out again, Solo got down to business as he adjusted himself so that he hit that spot more frequently. He could feel himself get closer and closer… He just…needed…to…damn it…he was still so tight!
Releasing Duo's pinned arms, he wrapped one arm around the braided one and the other lowered downward to begin pumping Duo's hardened self one more time as he felt himself get closer and closer…
Duo tensed beneath him and the wetness between them grew as more was added. It was enough to finally trigger his own release and with a cry, Solo erupted at long last.
Struck with a white flash of heat, he finally reached magnificent completion.
