Title: Catching Duo
Author: Mistress Tsunami (Mistress Tsunami yahoo . com minus the spaces)
Archive: caveofbats dot faithweb dot com
Rating: R
Warnings: AU, OOC, school-fic, angst, 1x5 LEMON in part five, limey in part six (cont. from five), drug-use, Duo-torture (no NCS or BDSM, though), yaoi, shonen-ai, het, get-together fic (is that a warning?).
Opportunity knocked. My doorman threw him out. -Adrienne Gusoff-
The motley group of four hormone-ridden teenagers made their way into their shared apartment after the long, hard, grueling first day back to school. The twins, who were the first to enter the place they all called home, immediately flopped themselves down onto the couch, forming an interesting tangle of limbs. "Man," Alex complained as he reached for the remote to flip on the television, "we didn't find ANYONE to take on after you left, Heero."
Wufei snorted as he followed Meiran in, closing the door behind him and removing his shoes. "Not that you spent all your time looking for anyone, Alex," he snapped playfully, "I seem to remember that someone was asleep during his classes this afternoon. I wouldn't know who, though." Alex grinned sheepishly in response. Sensing that something was afoot with their missing group member, Wufei went in search of Heero. He found the stoic boy in the kitchen - a small room just to the right of the front door that had a small counter separating it from the living room, where his girl sprawled on a chair. He was cleaning a few dishes, which Heero only did when he really needed to think. Snaking his sun-bronzed arms around Heero's waist, Wufei whispered softly, teasingly into his ear, "What's up, love?"
Heero sighed contentedly and leaned into the Chinese man's comforting embrace. "Duo's here," he told the boy holding him, keeping his voice just as soft, yet still revealing the pride he felt in his accomplishment. "He's in my room, in my bed, 'Fei. It's great, but he hasn't eaten yet, as least, I don't think so. After I brought him in, he fell asleep before I could get any food in him. So I just left it there and then I took a shower. When I came out to gather myself and think, just look who shows up," Heero countered, slipping his hands over his sometimes-lover's. He smiled wistfully at his recount of the day. "It could have gone much better, but I'm just glad that it didn't go any WORSE. Which reminds me, you wouldn't happen to have time for a little...private game, would you?" Heero eyed Wufei imploringly, his expression seeming to beg Wufei for some help.
Wufei smiled appreciatively, both of the view and the offer. It wasn't often that the groups sometimes-leader was so inclined as to take one of them. "Of course not. When would you like to play?"
Heero nearly collapsed from relief, instead he was glad that Wufei was there to hold him up. "Now...please, 'Fei."
Guiding the brown-haired man away, Wufei called a warning over his shoulder, "Heero and I need to talk, you guys. Have fun, and Maxwell's sleeping!" Wufei pulled Heero into Wufei and Meiran's shared room before locking the door behind him. Traditional Chinese swords lined the walls; walls that were decorated with red and black dragons on white and violet, and were accented in deep gold and silver. None of the decoration seemed to phase the boys as Heero, none too gently, pushed Wufei onto the familiar red cotton sheets of the bed, kissing the raven-haired boy as he went and tasting the boy who had been submissive only to him. Wufei groaned when Heero bit down lightly on his neck, and then gently kissed and sucked the same place. Wufei felt pleased that Heero would mark him in such a way, and obligingly spread his legs.
Quickly ridding both himself and Wufei of their shirts, Heero could feel himself reacting favorably to the boy beneath him, who had almost casually began to unbutton his pants as his legs rubbed up and down Heero's outer thighs teasingly, almost asking to be ridden. Groaning and kissing the other fully, tongues locked in battle, Heero slid his own hands into Wufei's pants, feathering his fingers along the other boy's crack and tight hole as he pulled off both pants and boxers at once. Wufei gasped at the touch, startled into relinquishing control of the kiss as he pulled Heero's breath into his own mouth.
Pulling away out of the need for fresh air, Wufei took the opportunity to rid the other man of his clothes. He kissed the other along his sides and navel as he his hands began to wander to the other man's growing hardness, teasing Heero's inner thigh but not quite touching his need.
Heero growled deep in his throat, his hips bucking forward as he pulled Wufei up higher on the bed. Once more attacking the mewling boy's neck and collarbone, Heero reached for the lube kept in the first drawer of the night-stand, pulling out a random bottle, and not noticing that it was a bottle of green-glitter lubricant.
Putting a liberal amount of it on his hands, Heero smeared the lotion between Wufei's legs, massaging it into his skin all the way down to his knees before even teasing the other boy. He then teased Wufei's balls with it, also running his hands along the squirming man's hips and sides, but ignoring the submissive boy's arousal completely. Wufei let him, letting the Japanese boy take his time in claiming him.
Heero once more coated his hands with lube, snickering as he saw what it was. Wufei didn't notice Heero's temporary distraction, he was too busy reveling in the feelings that Heero's mouth was causing as Heero's tongue played with one of his nipples.
Wufei gasped as Heero's first lube coated finger entered his body, moaning as it slowly teased it's way higher and further into his tight opening. Wufei's hands - lightly covered in the glitter that had found its way all over his bed - found their way into Heero's hair, touching the other boy with a needy, hungry passion.
Heero complied to Wufei's nearly silent request, pushing another finger in and scissoring to prep him, moving his mouth to the other nipple to make the other boy loose himself in the pleasure. Before Wufei could even ask, there was a third finger in him, pumping and mimicking, but not quite what he wanted, no, needed. Wufei matched Heero's ministrations, rocking his hips to match as Heero coated himself in the shining, glittering lube.
And then Heero removed his fingers, replacing them with something that was much larger and longer. Wufei felt as if he was being ripped apart for a moment, but Heero took it slow, and as Wufei began to relax around him, pushed in further. The splitting pain eased as Wufei felt himself being filled with the very embodiment of Heero.
Wufei wrapped his legs around Heero's waist, getting impatient with his slow, methodical prep. He was fully speared on the other man's cock, and he wanted MORE. He began to increase the pace, rocking and mewling pitifully to show his frustration and need. Heero grabbed a hold of Wufei's hips to calm him, and slow their coupling down, drawing it out for just that much longer. Wufei writhed beneath him, grabbing a hold of the sheets beneath him a vice-like grip and wanting more, knowing nothing but the need to have more of the boy within him.
Heero sped up, unable to resist Wufei's whimpering pleas as he neared his peak. He let go of Wufei's hips to place his hands on either side of the boy, giving him more leverage to move and shifting his position slightly. Heero knew when he first hit the boy's prostrate, Wufei announcing it with a joyful shout that sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. Heero hit the sensitive spot inside Wufei quickly, surely, and often, and after a short while the boy on the bed couldn't hold back anymore, spilling his seed between the two of them. Heero followed with his own orgasm, filling Wufei with himself.
As the two boys fell from their peaks, they relaxed onto the bed, still joined and covered with both essence and glitter. Panting and tired, they were also content, and peaceful.
Wufei kept his legs wrapped around Heero as the other boy quickly slipped into a much needed sleep, and held their fearless leader gently in his arms. He was sure to keep the two of them joined, wanting to wait until Heero woke to remove himself. He liked the feeling of Heero inside him too much to let him go. He knew that he would be sore, and might regret allowing his muscles to relax back to their normal state around Heero, but he didn't mind. He fell asleep securely holding Heero in place.
Author: Mistress Tsunami (Mistress Tsunami yahoo . com minus the spaces)
Archive: caveofbats dot faithweb dot com
Rating: R
Warnings: AU, OOC, school-fic, angst, 1x5 LEMON in part five, limey in part six (cont. from five), drug-use, Duo-torture (no NCS or BDSM, though), yaoi, shonen-ai, het, get-together fic (is that a warning?).
Opportunity knocked. My doorman threw him out. -Adrienne Gusoff-
The motley group of four hormone-ridden teenagers made their way into their shared apartment after the long, hard, grueling first day back to school. The twins, who were the first to enter the place they all called home, immediately flopped themselves down onto the couch, forming an interesting tangle of limbs. "Man," Alex complained as he reached for the remote to flip on the television, "we didn't find ANYONE to take on after you left, Heero."
Wufei snorted as he followed Meiran in, closing the door behind him and removing his shoes. "Not that you spent all your time looking for anyone, Alex," he snapped playfully, "I seem to remember that someone was asleep during his classes this afternoon. I wouldn't know who, though." Alex grinned sheepishly in response. Sensing that something was afoot with their missing group member, Wufei went in search of Heero. He found the stoic boy in the kitchen - a small room just to the right of the front door that had a small counter separating it from the living room, where his girl sprawled on a chair. He was cleaning a few dishes, which Heero only did when he really needed to think. Snaking his sun-bronzed arms around Heero's waist, Wufei whispered softly, teasingly into his ear, "What's up, love?"
Heero sighed contentedly and leaned into the Chinese man's comforting embrace. "Duo's here," he told the boy holding him, keeping his voice just as soft, yet still revealing the pride he felt in his accomplishment. "He's in my room, in my bed, 'Fei. It's great, but he hasn't eaten yet, as least, I don't think so. After I brought him in, he fell asleep before I could get any food in him. So I just left it there and then I took a shower. When I came out to gather myself and think, just look who shows up," Heero countered, slipping his hands over his sometimes-lover's. He smiled wistfully at his recount of the day. "It could have gone much better, but I'm just glad that it didn't go any WORSE. Which reminds me, you wouldn't happen to have time for a little...private game, would you?" Heero eyed Wufei imploringly, his expression seeming to beg Wufei for some help.
Wufei smiled appreciatively, both of the view and the offer. It wasn't often that the groups sometimes-leader was so inclined as to take one of them. "Of course not. When would you like to play?"
Heero nearly collapsed from relief, instead he was glad that Wufei was there to hold him up. "Now...please, 'Fei."
Guiding the brown-haired man away, Wufei called a warning over his shoulder, "Heero and I need to talk, you guys. Have fun, and Maxwell's sleeping!" Wufei pulled Heero into Wufei and Meiran's shared room before locking the door behind him. Traditional Chinese swords lined the walls; walls that were decorated with red and black dragons on white and violet, and were accented in deep gold and silver. None of the decoration seemed to phase the boys as Heero, none too gently, pushed Wufei onto the familiar red cotton sheets of the bed, kissing the raven-haired boy as he went and tasting the boy who had been submissive only to him. Wufei groaned when Heero bit down lightly on his neck, and then gently kissed and sucked the same place. Wufei felt pleased that Heero would mark him in such a way, and obligingly spread his legs.
Quickly ridding both himself and Wufei of their shirts, Heero could feel himself reacting favorably to the boy beneath him, who had almost casually began to unbutton his pants as his legs rubbed up and down Heero's outer thighs teasingly, almost asking to be ridden. Groaning and kissing the other fully, tongues locked in battle, Heero slid his own hands into Wufei's pants, feathering his fingers along the other boy's crack and tight hole as he pulled off both pants and boxers at once. Wufei gasped at the touch, startled into relinquishing control of the kiss as he pulled Heero's breath into his own mouth.
Pulling away out of the need for fresh air, Wufei took the opportunity to rid the other man of his clothes. He kissed the other along his sides and navel as he his hands began to wander to the other man's growing hardness, teasing Heero's inner thigh but not quite touching his need.
Heero growled deep in his throat, his hips bucking forward as he pulled Wufei up higher on the bed. Once more attacking the mewling boy's neck and collarbone, Heero reached for the lube kept in the first drawer of the night-stand, pulling out a random bottle, and not noticing that it was a bottle of green-glitter lubricant.
Putting a liberal amount of it on his hands, Heero smeared the lotion between Wufei's legs, massaging it into his skin all the way down to his knees before even teasing the other boy. He then teased Wufei's balls with it, also running his hands along the squirming man's hips and sides, but ignoring the submissive boy's arousal completely. Wufei let him, letting the Japanese boy take his time in claiming him.
Heero once more coated his hands with lube, snickering as he saw what it was. Wufei didn't notice Heero's temporary distraction, he was too busy reveling in the feelings that Heero's mouth was causing as Heero's tongue played with one of his nipples.
Wufei gasped as Heero's first lube coated finger entered his body, moaning as it slowly teased it's way higher and further into his tight opening. Wufei's hands - lightly covered in the glitter that had found its way all over his bed - found their way into Heero's hair, touching the other boy with a needy, hungry passion.
Heero complied to Wufei's nearly silent request, pushing another finger in and scissoring to prep him, moving his mouth to the other nipple to make the other boy loose himself in the pleasure. Before Wufei could even ask, there was a third finger in him, pumping and mimicking, but not quite what he wanted, no, needed. Wufei matched Heero's ministrations, rocking his hips to match as Heero coated himself in the shining, glittering lube.
And then Heero removed his fingers, replacing them with something that was much larger and longer. Wufei felt as if he was being ripped apart for a moment, but Heero took it slow, and as Wufei began to relax around him, pushed in further. The splitting pain eased as Wufei felt himself being filled with the very embodiment of Heero.
Wufei wrapped his legs around Heero's waist, getting impatient with his slow, methodical prep. He was fully speared on the other man's cock, and he wanted MORE. He began to increase the pace, rocking and mewling pitifully to show his frustration and need. Heero grabbed a hold of Wufei's hips to calm him, and slow their coupling down, drawing it out for just that much longer. Wufei writhed beneath him, grabbing a hold of the sheets beneath him a vice-like grip and wanting more, knowing nothing but the need to have more of the boy within him.
Heero sped up, unable to resist Wufei's whimpering pleas as he neared his peak. He let go of Wufei's hips to place his hands on either side of the boy, giving him more leverage to move and shifting his position slightly. Heero knew when he first hit the boy's prostrate, Wufei announcing it with a joyful shout that sent shivers of pleasure down his spine. Heero hit the sensitive spot inside Wufei quickly, surely, and often, and after a short while the boy on the bed couldn't hold back anymore, spilling his seed between the two of them. Heero followed with his own orgasm, filling Wufei with himself.
As the two boys fell from their peaks, they relaxed onto the bed, still joined and covered with both essence and glitter. Panting and tired, they were also content, and peaceful.
Wufei kept his legs wrapped around Heero as the other boy quickly slipped into a much needed sleep, and held their fearless leader gently in his arms. He was sure to keep the two of them joined, wanting to wait until Heero woke to remove himself. He liked the feeling of Heero inside him too much to let him go. He knew that he would be sore, and might regret allowing his muscles to relax back to their normal state around Heero, but he didn't mind. He fell asleep securely holding Heero in place.