Warnings: Yaoi, NCS and violence later on
Pairings: 1x2, 2x5, 1x5(NCS)
Summary: After the war, Duo and Wufei are living a peaceful life together. However, when Heero returns, things change...
A/N: I've decided to put this back up on FF.net. It was taken down originally I'm sure you know, for the high rating. Sitting and staring at this thing for a while, has made me painfully aware that I'm not capable of doing everything I wanted to do with it and so the rating will not breach the NC-17 mark. Plus I could use some suggestions, and almost no one visits the webpage, so... Anyway, here's a little more.
Things Change
by Amyeyl
Chapter 7
He's in the corner. I know he is. He's watching me, and waiting. Waiting for what I don't know, but I know that's what he's doing. That's what he's been doing since he... No, I don't want to think about that.
I take a deep breath and wince when the motion causes pain to radiate from my chest. I really have gone soft, to let such a thing show on my face.
I don't know how he can be so patient. He hasn't moved in what has to have been hours. Although, it could realistically have only been a few minutes. There is no way to tell time in the confines of the room. There is no clock. There are no windows. Just the walls and the ceiling. Him and me.
My mind tells me that he has been sitting there for hours, but how can I trust it? My body has already betrayed me, why not my mind as well?
There's a rustling sound from the corner he sits in. The sound gets louder, and I assume he is coming towards me. I am right, and soon his face fills my vision. He's smiling, of course, it seems to be all he does of late.
His hands make themselves at home in my hair and his lips brush lightly against my own. His tongue darts out, touching my lips briefly to taste the dried blood that lingers there, but is gone before I have the chance to do it any harm.
He shifts again, moving a leg over my body, and sits lightly on my stomach. I can feel him sitting there. However long I've been here has been long enough for whatever caused the numbness to go away. My heart is beating wildly in my chest. It know it's silly, but I find myself wondering if he can hear it. For some reaon, I'm sure he can.
"05?" I focus on his eyes, offering the best glare I can muster in response. "You're trembling," he whispered, "Are you nervous?" I stare at him, and in my confusion forget that I'd resolved not to speak to him anymore.
"Nervous?" He nods, waiting for an answer to his own question. "About what?" I probably shouldn't have asked, because he seems to brighten when I do. He trails his finger down the side of my face, causing the skin beneath it to tingle. As it moves lower, I strain my neck to continue watching its descent. Even as I do so, I find myself cursing my body and the sensations he's evoking.
"This," he breathes, before brushing his fingers along the waistband of my pants and tracing it outwards to grip my hips. He grins, and holding me still, begins to rub himself against my leg. I lower my head back to the floor and squeeze my eyes shut. What he plans to do is obvious. I don't want this. Duo, where are you?
Suddenly, there's a hand on my face, gripping my chin roughly.
"Open your eyes." I don't, and the hand grips harder, digging into the flesh of my face. "I said open your eyes, 05. Open them, now!" Again, I do not. The hand moves up my face and tangles in my hair, pulling it harshly. He pulls my head up, and I can feel the anger directed at me. Seconds later I am unsure if my eyes are open or not as I see nothing but stars. He lifts my head and slams it back into the hard floor again. Now, even the stars have left me. He's saying something...but I'm not...
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It's cold. I reach for the blanket Duo has probably stolen, but my arm won't move very far. I open my eyes and turn my head... but it hurts, so I end up staring at the ceiling instead. It's very far away. Why is it so cold?
"You're awake."
That doesn't sound like "Duo...?"
"No, it's not Duo." I can hear the vehemence when the voice says his name.
"Where is he?"
"Duo's not here." The anger is gone, leaving a slightly cheerful tint.
Heero's face comes into view, blocking out the ceiling. It's fuzzy, blurred somewhat. He comes closer, kneeling down and leaning over me, so close that I can feel his breath. I lick my lips as I prepare to speak again and his breathing quickens.
"Why are you doing this?"
"Isn't it obvious?" He smiles and moves out of my limited field of vision.
"H-Heero?" What is he doing? I move my head regardless of the pain and search for him. He's crouching down by my feet. As the dizziness wears off, the fear creeps in again. He's naked, and as I look everywhere but at him, I see that I am as well.
I try to calm myself, struggling won't accomplish anything. I close my eyes and lie still, all the while wishing this was a dream I could wake up from. My determination not to move holds out until I feel the first cold touch of his fingers against my skin.
I cringe and try to move my body away from him. I don't get very far, my body has been against me since I was brought here. Gripping my legs tightly, he makes room for himself between them.
"No." I squeeze my eyes shut, but the sound of his voice makes me open them again.
"No?" His voice is hard, deadly; the voice of the boy he was during the war.
"No, I don't want this."
"It's obvious that you want it, exactly how much you want it." His breath flows across my legs, sending a tingling sensation down to my toes. He's smiling, you can tell from his tone of voice. I shake my head in denial. It's not true, I'm not enjoying this. No matter what responses he may draw from my flesh, I don't want it...do I? It's not true...is it?
His tongue is rough and wet as he licks me. He bites gently at my inner thigh, just before it meets the rest of my body. I shiver. He learned what I like the last time he sat there, when my body betrayed its secrets to him.
I'm pulled from those memories as he touches me someplace new, a place only Duo has touched me before.