Category: Angst, Adventure, AU, Slave/Master

Pairings: 1x2, 4x3 (eventually), 5x?

Rating: R (?)

Disclaimer: Standard. You know them all by now so I won't bore you with a repeat.

Warnings: This story does show how a lot of people felt about the owning of slaves, a feeling that was very alive in this country not that long ago, as well as in many civilizations down through the ages. There are some good owners and some bad owners, like in everything. If someone owning another person bothers you, you might not like this fic. But then I'm not forcing anyone to read it. There are also M/M relationships in this fic (I'm very much a 1x2/3x4 fan.) so if boys being together (and I do mean together) bothers you don't read.

Additional Warnings: Lemon in this part

Golden Lights Part Twenty-Five

By SilverLady

Fortunately, Sal had known of an inn nearby and had led them directly there. She had also insisted that Trowa send for a doctor to examine the injured, especially Quatre.

Then she had offered to ride back and investigate the site of the fall. She had heard about the previous attempts on their lives and felt it would be wise to find out if this had been an accident or intentional.

Much to Trowa's surprise, Wufei had insisted on going with her.

Now Heero sat on the sofa in the sitting room of the suite Trowa had reserved, watching as Trowa paced back and forth.

Heero's fingers moved restlessly through Duo's hair as the longhaired boy slept, his head resting in Heero's lap. He had hoped this trip would help him come to an understanding on how he felt about his beautiful slave. This wasn't the way he had intended on going about it, though. For the third time he could have lost him. But it had also left him with no doubt at all. He was going to make this man his life mate.

"If you keep that up you're going to wear a hole in the floor and the owners of this place will have to have it fixed," Heero finally said, when he noticed that Trowa's limp was growing more and more pronounced.

Trowa whirled around at the sound of Heero's voice. "I thought you had gone to your room."

Heero indicated Duo's sleeping form. "I didn't want to wake him yet." He paused. "Besides, I figured you'd need someone to talk to." He glanced at the bedroom door. "What did the doctor say?"

"I have to go wake him up in a few minutes and make sure he's all right."

Heero arched an eyebrow. "He's been awake?"

"When the doctor examined him."

"How bad is it?"

"Possible concussion. A lot of bruises and lacerations. A couple of the cuts needed stitches."

"Did he say anything?"

"Not much. Although he wouldn't answer, at first. I had to tell him to answer the doctor's questions."

Trowa suddenly turned and walked over to the fireplace. "He could have been killed, standing out there waiting for me to tell him to move."

"That is what you told him, isn't it. To not do anything without your permission."

Trowa glared at him.

"He was following your orders. You hadn't told him to move."

"But I didn't mean he was to just stand there and get himself killed."

Duo stirred restlessly at Trowa's angry voice, but Heero gently rubbed his hand across his shoulder and he settled back down.

"Then it wouldn't be his fault."

"What?"

"If he died it wouldn't have been his doing. He was simply obeying your orders. His death would be your fault not his."

Trowa's shoulders sagged. "This is getting worse every time I turn around. I'm beginning to understand why my father turned it all over to Felix."

Heero had his own opinion on that subject, but said nothing.

Trowa sighed. "I'd best go see if he'll wake up."

Heero watched him go. What was supposed to have been a relaxing vacation was turning into anything but.

*****

Trowa leaned back against the door for a minute, looking at the small figure in the bed. This incident made him question himself all over again. Was he doing the right thing? Had he been right to punish Quatre on what was really just circumstantial evidence? Was the blonde behind what had happened or was it really someone else? And who exactly was the target?

With a sigh he moved away from the door and walked over to the bed. Sitting carefully on the edge, he reached over to gently shake Quatre.

"Quatre. Open your eyes for a minute and look at me." Trowa kept his voice low.

After a minute, Quatre slowly opened his eyes a little. "Master?" he whispered.

"I'm sorry I woke you up, but the doctor wants to make sure you're okay."

Quatre blinked. "Okay?"

"Does anything hurt?"

"Everything, Master."

 "What hurts the worst?"

"My head, Master."

Trowa shifted forward a bit to check the bandage. He immediately realized that was the wrong move when all the color drained from Quatre's face and he proceeded to loose the contents of his stomach all over himself, the bed and Trowa.

Trowa sighed. The doctor did warn me he might feel nauseous for a while.

*****

Trowa had only been gone a few minutes when Heero heard Wufei's voice, ranting about something.

Suddenly the door burst open and Wufei stormed into the room. "Where's Trowa?" he snapped.

"He just went to check on Quatre."

Wufei glanced at Duo's sleeping form. "Is he all right?"

Heero nodded. "Just some bruises."

Giving a brisk nod Wufei moved over to the table on the far side of the room. "How long has this food been here?"

"Not very long."

"And Duo's still sleeping?"

"Amazingly."

Sal stood in the doorway, watching the exchange between the two men. She had learned al lot about them in the past few weeks simply by watching the way they interacted with each other. She could understand how any one of them had managed to get an enemy that would try and kill them. They were the kind of men that would inspire intense loyalty or intense hatred.

She did agree with Duo, though. There was no way the quiet blonde was behind the attacks. It simply wasn't in his nature. He would be much more likely to remove himself, not try and hurt others.

"Did you find out anything?" Heero asked as he watched Wufei place some food on a plate.

"The slidee was deliberate," Sal told him.

"You're sure."

"There were signs that someone had been camping on the ledge above the area. I found traces of a fire."

Wufei glared at her. Heero sensed that Wufei had not been happy that it had apparently been Sal that had found the campsite.

"So it is doubtful that Quatre had anything to do with it."

"Unless he had accomplices," Wufei commented.

Sal threw up her hands in disgust. "I don't believe you. Next you'll be saying that Quatre must be telepathic, since that would be the only way he could have gotten in touch with anyone."

Wufei arched an eyebrow at her. "Meaning?"

"Meaning that Lord Trowa has had him on such a short leash that he's practically up his ass."  She shook her head. "But what else should I expect. You're determined to find fault in everything he does."

"You do not know the whole story."

"I've heard enough to know that boy had nothing to do with it."

Wufei turned his back on her. "I will not listen to the foolish ramblings of a woman."

Sal shook her head again. She had expected something like that from him. He is cute when he gets a riled up like that.

Heero smirked at the exchange. Wufei was retreating into such responses more and more. I do believe he's met his match in our guide.

Suddenly Wufei jumped and spun around. "Woman! What do you think you're doing?"

Sal smiled at him. "I would think that would have been obvious, even to you."

"How dare you touch my butt!" Wufei drew himself up very straight. "Do you know who I am?"

Sal grinned. "No. Who are you?"

Wufei sputtered. "I am Wufei Chang, son of Mitsuma, Lord of the House of Dragon, Guardian of the Seventh Moon, Pro...."

Wufei's rant was suddenly cut off as Sal leaned over and kissed him.

Heero noted that she also got a good grope on his ass again.

When she pulled away, Wufei stood staring at her, his mouth opening and closing but no sounds emerging.

"Now you look like the King of Karp," she told him, before turning and walking out the door. "See you later, Heero."

Wufei stood there for a minute longer. Suddenly he lunged for the door. "Woman!" he bellowed. "Get back here!"

Much to Heero's surprise he realized that Duo's body was shaking with silent laughter.

"How long have you been awake?"

"Long enough."

Heero glanced down at him. "What are you doing?"

"Admiring the view."

Heero swallowed hard when he realized just what view Duo had. "You should be resting."

Duo looked up at him, humor dancing in his eyes. "I have been."

Heero swallowed again. "Are you hungry?"

Duo turned his head back, letting his mouth graze across Heero's groin. "Oh yes," he murmured. "But I have to unwrap it first."

"I meant a sandwich."

"All I want is the meat." Duo leaned forward and pressed an open mouth kiss against the growing swell in Heero's pants.

"Duo!" Heero groaned out, his hips arching into the kiss. He still couldn't believe how fast he reacted to Duo's touch.

Duo smiled at the sound of Heero's voice. He loved to hear him say his name in just that way. He danced his fingers across Heero's hip, tugging playfully at the waistband of his pants.

"You two do have a room to do that in," Wufei complained as he walked back into the room.

Duo laughed as he suddenly rolled to his feet. "Sounds good to me." He reached out a hand to Heero. "How about you?"

Heero looked at the hand then he looked at Duo. Suddenly he came to his feet, rising in such a way that Duo found himself draped over Heero's shoulder.

"I'll take that as a yes," Duo gasped as Heero headed for the door.

Heero lightly smacked his upturned rear, but said nothing.

Duo sighed as he let his body go limp. "At least the view is nice." He slide his hand down Heero's back and into his pants.

Heero smacked his butt again, harder this time. "Duo."

Duo laughed and let his other hand join the first.

"Don't bare my ass to everyone in the inn."

"Then move it."

Heero snorted, but fortunately chose not to respond. After another minute, he was opening the door to their room.

As soon as the door was closed Duo was forcing the pants downward to expose the creamy firm flesh of Heero's ass.

Suddenly he found himself upended and looking into Heero's face. He smiled at the fire he saw there, knowing he was the only one to ever see it.

"Duo..."

Duo placed a finger on Heero's lips. "Let me." He leaned forward and replaced the finger with his lips.

At first the kisses were soft as he gently explored Heero's mouth with his own. Then he traced the full lips with his tongue, sighing at the sounds coming from Heero. Finally he pressed his mouth fully against Heero's, his tongue surging forward to demand entrance. With a moan, Heero opened his mouth, silently granting Duo full access to the warm cavern

Duo took full advantage of the silent invitation, exploring every nook and cranny, seeing just what touch brought moans of pleasure from Heero. Though he had done this many times before, every time seemed like the first.

Finally, reluctantly, Duo pulled away. Heero moaned in protest and tried to pull Duo back, but Duo would not be swayed from his goal. "No," he whispered. "Tonight is for you."

Using only his lips, he rained gentle kisses on Heero's neck, slowly tracing a path to the collar of Heero's shirt.

Heero moaned and arched his neck as he felt Duo pressing his lips to point where his neck and shoulder met. A shudder ran through him when Duo bit down gently, then loving lapped at the mark with his tongue. He reached up to run his hands through Duo's hair, urging him to linger.

Duo smiled against the side of Heero's neck. Sighing he slide his hands under Heero's shirt, slideing it up as he traced the flesh beneath with the fingers.

"Duo," Heero whispered again, moaning when Duo began to trace light circles across his nipples, bringing them painfully erect. "Please,"

"Please what?" Duo murmured against his neck.

"The shirt. Take it off."

Duo smiled, but did as he was bid. Swiftly the shirt was flung off and Duo began to explore the newly exposed territory with his mouth.

Heero sighed and press Duo his hand against the back of Duo's head when he felt Duo's mouth slide across an aching nipple. Duo began to lap at it with his tongue, all the time running his fingers lightly across the other.

Heero arched his hips, his groin feeling constricted in the suddenly too tight pants. But he couldn't rub himself against Duo, since every time he tried Duo would dance just out of reach.

What he didn't know is that Duo was slowly but surely pressing him back towards the bed. Suddenly his knees met the edge of the bed and he fell backwards.

Duo smiled down at the sight of Heero sprawled across the bed, with his mouth slightly open as he panted and his arousal swelling the front of his pants.

Heero sat up when he felt Duo run his hand across his aching groin. He was surprised to find him kneeling on the floor in front of him. "Duo."

Duo smiled up at him. "Please. Let me." There was a hint of uncertainty in Duo's eyes.

Heero suddenly understood. With a slight nod he leaned back and spread his legs apart. Tonight he would let Duo set the pace.

Duo sighed as Heero leaned back and watched him through half lidded eyes. He had been a little worried that Heero would insist on taking over, but tonight Duo wanted to be the one who led. He wanted to show Heero he had learned how to be gentle too.

Reaching up he worked his fingers into the waistband of Heero's pants. With gentle tugs he urged the pants down over Heero's hips and past the swollen proof of his arousal. As soon as he had the pants off and tossed behind him, he ran his hands over Heero's legs, tracing the feel of the powerful muscles beneath.

Heero jumped a little when he felt the press of Duo's mouth against the inside of his thigh. Opening his legs more, he granted Duo access to all of him.

Duo smiled at the unexpected offering, knowing that Heero was silently giving him permission to do what ever he wanted. Tempting as the offer was, though, he had other things in mind for tonight. Perhaps some other time.

For the next several minutes, Duo trawled soft kisses across Heero's tight and stomach, purposely avoiding the swollen erection.

Heero groaned in frustration as Duo once again came so close to his aching arousal, only to dance away at the last moment. He was certain that Duo was trying to drive him mad.

Just when he was sure he was going to lose it completely, he found himself engulfed in the warmth of Duo's mouth. He arched his hips off the bed, groaning his pleasure when Duo took him clear to the root, his soft lips pressed into the flesh of his groin.

Suddenly two firm hands pressed against his hips, pinning him to the bed. He tried to arch his hips again, but Duo was having none of that. He pulled back until only the very tip of Heero's erection was in his mouth. Then he opened his mouth and blew lightly against the tip.

Heero twisted his head as he tried to thrust himself back into the warm moist haven he knew was hovering just above him. "Duo," he moaned.

Duo blew light on him again, smiling at the reaction it brought. Suddenly he leaned forward and took Heero completely into his mouth once more. Relaxing his throat muscles he let the thick hard shaft slide into his throat. Then he began to work the muscles, massaging the end of Heero's erection as his tongue traced swirling patterns around the base.

Heero gasped as Duo's talented mouth brought him swiftly to the crest. Duo was using every trick he'd ever learned to give Heero the most pleasure he could. Bobbing his head he licked and sucked the entire length, not following any set pattern or giving Heero a chance to do anything more than gasp his name.

When Duo sensed that Heero had reached his peak, he suddenly plunged his mouth back down as he once again swallowed him to the root. Swallowing hard, he felt Heero's erection jump inside his mouth before a surge of hot fluid was shot down his throat.  Swallowing again and again he coaxed more of the fluid from Heero.

Heero cried out as his climax swept over him, thrusting himself deeper into the tight passage that surrounded him. Forgetting Duo need to breath, he pressed his hand hard against the back of Duo's head, holding him tight against his groin as shot after shot of liquid fire exploded from him.

After several minute he opened his eyes to look up into Duo's shining ones. "I'm sorry," he croaked, his lungs laboring to draw in air.

Duo smiled and shook his head. He knew his throat was going to get him back for the punishment he'd just put it through, but it had been worth it. He could feel Heero's essence as it settled in his belly and was glad that it didn't make him sick, as all the others that had done it to him had.

Slowly he began tracing Heero's form with his hands. He had learned from experience that Heero had great recuperative powers.

Sure enough, within only a few minutes Heero was once again hard and ready. He started to roll over Duo, but Duo pressed his shoulders back into the mattress. He then shifted himself, rising to straddle Heero's body.

Heero looked up at the beautiful boy above him and suddenly had to blink hard. How could he have gotten so lucky? "Duo?"

Duo smiled down at him. "Just lay back and enjoy the ride," he whispered. With a soft sigh, he pressed himself back against Heero's thick erection, moaning in pleasure as he felt it press into him.

Heero groaned as he felt Duo open to take him in, the tight passage cradling him in its delicious heat.  Suddenly Duo leaned back and Heero found himself completely buried in the heat that was Duo.

Duo moaned again, loving the feeling of being so completely filled by his love. Slowly he drew himself off, almost sobbing at the empty feeling it brought, then plunging back down, letting the thick shaft fill him once more.

Heero ran his hands across Duo's hips as Duo continued to move on his shaft.  Then he ran his hands across Duo's buttocks to the point where his body entered Duo's. He ran his fingers around the area, loving the feel of Duo as he took him deep into himself.

Duo moaned when he felt Heero's fingers exploring the edges of his hole. Hanging his head down, his mouth open as he gasped for breath, he looked between his legs to watch as he took Heero again and again. The sight and feeling of being taken by Heero made him arch his back and cry out.

He felt Heero's hands once more encircle his hips, urging him on. Gasping for breath he thrust himself franticly on Heero's erection, taking him as deep as he could with every downward motion.

Suddenly, Heero's hand was grasping as his neglected arousal and it sent him over the edge. With a cry of pure joy he arched his back again as he thrust downward one last time. He heard Heero groan his name and felt his erection spasm within him as Heero reached his own climax.

Duo sobbed as he twisted on Heero's erection, certain he was going to shoot his belly out through his dick. With a low moan he collapsed on Heero, burying his face in Heero's neck as his body continued to jerk with the last his of orgasm.

Heero pressed a hand to Duo's neck, holding him where he was. With a sigh, he shifted rolling them to their sides, but keeping himself buried in the warmth of Duo's body.

"Duo."

Duo whimpered slightly and pressed his face tighter against Heero's neck. "I love you," he whispered. "I love you so much."

Heero smiled as he buried his nose in Duo's hair. "I love you, too," he whispered as he let the exhaustion he felt take him.

Duo sighed against his neck as he too slipped into slumber.