Captive


"Are you sure we need to be this close?" Heero said, his mouth mere inches away from Duo's groin. Heero eyed the groin - wait, was it twitching?

Duo had a curiously thoughtful expression on his face. He slowly nodded at Heero. "Yes, yes I do. We don't want to be caught by those savages, do we?"

It was twitching, Heero thought, blinking. "Couldn't we?" Heero shifted. How his entire body was half sprawled over Duo, might be comfortable, but Heero wasn't that flexible. "Move?" Oh, shit, it was growing bigger... this wasn't good. It might be, if they weren't in this situation.

"No," Duo said firmly. "If we move, we might make noise. I'm sure we won't be here that long. A couple hours maybe..." Duo murmured.

It could have been a more entertaining and enjoyable prospect if only Heero hadn't discovered that his feet were asleep.

"I thought you liked this position, anyway," Duo said carelessly, however his hips were moving quite deliberately.

Heero then realises that all those not so subtle movements on the ship had not been caused by the swell of the waves, but Duo's desire for touching. It didn't irritate as much as he thought he might.

Heero had met Duo two weeks before Quatre, his employer had been required to set sail. Heero had been set the task of finding a boat. It had been more difficult than he thought it would be.

Quinze, the original captain he had hired, had been arrested for planning revolutionary actions against the government. The boat, or ship as Duo insisted he call it, was no longer viable for travel and Heero had been left without a ship or captain. Heero knew that Quatre wouldn't be pleased.

Perhaps it hadn't been the best idea to hire a man, who while roaring drunk, had kissed him and some how managed to persuade Heero to share the night in his cabin.

But it did lead to the idea that Duo could sail them. Where ever Quatre wanted to go. Which Heero wasn't sure of, because Quatre wasn't sure of where he wanted to go, only that he had to get out of here, quick.

Quatre had taken a quick liking to Duo, and all they had set sail.

And then there was the -

But... Something was poking into his head, and Heero knew that Duo didn't have a gun shoved down his pocket, as the pants were far too tight for pockets. Revealingly so.

"Hey Duo?" Heero whispered.

"Yeah?" Duo answered back lazily.

"What was that? Back there? On the ship? It was huge..."

Duo shifted, his entire body tensing. "Heero... I don't want to talk about that."

"Tell me. It could be vital to saving our lives."

A lung full of air was exhaled loudly through Duo's teeth, making whistling sounds. "You've heard... of the beasts that roam the sea. The giant monsters who can grasp a ship, and swallow the entire crew?"

Heero's mind flashes back to the horrific storm that led them to this moment.

"That was it... A giant squid. It killed everyone, Heero." Duo sounds unusually sombre.

Heero pauses before he says anything, "It didn't look it was killing people, Duo." No, not killing, per se, more like -

"Once you get tentacle rammed up your arse, you can never go back," Duo says solemnly. "That's what my old captain told, Howard, and he had experience."

Suddenly, Heero did just not want to know.

"Do you think... that Quatre might be alive?" He says, just wanting to hope. That, and Quatre still owed him paycheck.

Duo looks away. "I don't think so."

They sit uncomfortably in awkward silence for some moments.

"You know, I heard that a blow job is a really great cure for sadness." Duo murmurs, wriggling his hips.

"It's always sex for you two, isn't it?"

"Quatre?" Duo yelps.

"Duo!" Quatre exclaims.

"Quatre!" Heero shouts, scrambling off Duo.

"Heero!" Quatre gleefully snickers.

"Quatre!" Heero growls.

"Treize!" Says Treize. Everyone stares at him. "What? No one was saying my name!"

"You found us," Duo murmurs, "I can't believe you found us. We were hidden so well."

"You're sitting behind Trowa's hut," Quatre flatly mutters, looking heavenwards. "Do God knows what, you carnal fiends."

"You love us," Duo murmurs happily.

"Yes, well, sacrifice now!" Treize butts in, a frown marring his forehead.

"What?" Heero asks. "What sacrifice?"

"You see, I didn't want to be sacrificed, so Treize volunteered you two." Quatre nods, looking at the sky again.

"Well... that sucks." Duo mutters.