CHAPTER NINE: In Which Duo Gets What He Wants

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"Hey, koi!" Duo called cheerfully, his eyes flickering over Wufei's own tired, tousled person with barely concealed hunger.

Wufei just kept staring, one hand going out to brace himself on the doorframe. He wasn't sure whether to tackle Duo or to run and hide. Duo was obviously mad at someone; there was no way in the universe he knew about the groping, the swimming, or Robbie's flirting.

That left the email.

...and the little bits of information Wufei had carefully left out of his mission plan.

He was such a dead man.

"Who are you?!" Robbie demanded, glaring at the shorter boy.

"What are you?" Duo asked back, looking the blond up and down. He seemed to read the boy's personality at a glance - his lip started curling.

Wufei was still hanging on to the doorframe.

Robbie opened his mouth - probably to list his 'impressive ancestry' - but his father interrupted.

"Now, son. Let's not be rude. If Tony has visitors, perhaps we should come back later." He turned a glowing smile on Duo, who was visibly unimpressed. That didn't stop the Colonel; he kept right on smiling. "We've invited Tony on another yacht ride. Perhaps you'd like to join us? This afternoon... and we'll have a very nice catered lunch."

"Ah, food..." Duo grinned. "Maybe we will."

The Colonel held out his hand. "I've forgotten my manners. Colonel Hayden Westingham."

"Maxwell," was Duo's single-word reply. He held out his hand in visible reluctance.

The Colonel curled both hands around his, looking the slim boy up and down in obvious approval. "Ah, Max from the email, I presume? It's a pleasure to meet you! You must have been driving for hours; we'll leave you to rest and catch up with Tony." He gave Wufei a beauteous smile and one more quick up-and-down look, then strolled away down the walk, ignoring the fact that Robbie wasn't following him.

"But who are you?" The blond boy demanded, looking determined not to budge.

Wufei found his voice, though he didn't let go of the doorframe. "He's... I told you I had a boyfriend. This is Max."

"Yeah," Duo's grin grew impossibly wider. "He's got a boyfriend, and I'm it. So if you had any ideas, better loose 'em, fast!" He brushed past the boy and advanced on Wufei, who was now frowning at the dominate tone of his lover's voice.

Duo ignored both the frown and the watching boy. He grabbed Wufei and yanked him into his arms, holding him firmly and catching his mouth in a possessive kiss.

Wufei protested for approximately one-tenth of a second, then his arms betrayed him by wrapping around Duo's shoulders. He surrendered willingly to the demanding probe of Duo's tongue, opening his lips and letting the other boy slide past his teeth and into the warm wetness of his mouth.

Duo hummed with pleasure, tightening his arms around the slender body he held. He was still angry at Wufei - was still going to beat the hell out of him - but gods, he had missed this! Just a few days, and he felt like he was starving for the taste of Wufei's mouth, for the warmness of the shorter boy's body pressed against his own.

Both boys completely forgot about Robbie, who was frowning as he watched, or the Colonel, who looked quite interested.

Duo kept kissing Wufei until he had his koi pressed against the doorframe, one hand buried in his soft black hair and the other clutching a handful of the cotton t-shirt. He was absolutely determined not to give him the chance to duck away. Of course, Wufei wasn't trying to get away, but Duo wasn't risking it.

He only barely remembered that they were outside, in broad daylight, and kept his hands from wandering.

Wufei would die of embarrassment if he molested him in public.

The thought almost tempted him to do it - almost. But it was one thing to be angry at Wufei, it was another thing entirely to hurt him that way.

He would never hurt his Dragon.

So, the only thing to do was pull Wufei around, maneuver him into the entrance, and use his own foot to slam the door closed behind him.

There. Out of public, out of the morning sunshine.

Now he could molest him!

His hands immediately let go of hair and t-shirt, and started working their way under Wufei's clothes, searching out smooth, sleep-warmed skin. One stroked its way up a sweetly muscled torso until it found a certain small nub to play with; the other slid beneath the waistband of the shorts to settle on a velvet-skinned, rounded backside, squeezing almost reverently.

Wufei wasn't exactly idle while this was going on.

He'd gone from clutching at Duo's shoulders to keep himself upright under his lover's onslaught, to doing some serious exploring of his own once the door was shut. He already had Duo's shirt untucked; one hand was stroking his lean back while the other was struggling with the button on his pants.

There was another knock on the door, which they both ignored.

Duo lifted his mouth from Wufei's neck long enough to survey the room. Then he started walking the other boy backwards until his knees bumped the couch arm. He had enough presence of mind not to shove him onto the cushions - he lowered him almost gently, instead.

Wufei made a muffled sound of triumph as he finally got the button and zipper undone, but before he could slide his hands inside, Duo's fingers closed around his.

"You lied to me."

"I did nothing of the kind!" Wufei said, flushing slightly.

"You didn't tell me anything about a lake, or boats."

"But I just left it out. I didn't lie!"

"It was a lie by omission."

Wufei frowned, which distracted Duo into another deep, frantic kiss. He worked the shorts off of Wufei's legs and tossed them over his shoulder. Wufei, not passing up the chance, shoved Duo's pants down to his knees. His lover kicked them the rest of the way off while he worked Wufei's shirt up around his armpits.

Wufei's back arched as that hot, wet mouth settled over a nipple, giving a single smug thought to the anti-inflammatory pills he'd reluctantly swallowed last night. He hadn't wanted to risk a sore back while on a mission; he'd never dreamed that this might be a better reason to take them. His fingers clutched weakly at Duo's shirt while his lover reduced him to a melted puddle of dragon.

Duo gave the delicious little nub one final lick and sat back slightly, studying his flushed koi thoughtfully. Both of them were erect and ready, all he had to do was decide exactly how to go about getting what he wanted...

Wufei gasped when Duo leaned forward and closed his hand around both of their erections, the sudden tight grasp making his body sing with glee. He writhed, his mind and body both close to exploding. It took him a moment to realize Duo was talking.

"...promise me you won't do it again?"

"Huh?" he asked intelligently, struggling to focus on Duo's words instead of his hands.

"From now on," Duo purred, increasing the pressure on their shafts slightly, "I want you to tell me everything about your missions. Everything."

"I... I just didn't want you ...to worry!" Wufei managed, gasping. "You needed ...to concentrate on your ...own mission!"

Duo leaned closer, his lips brushing teasingly against Wufei's. He had to restrain himself from responding when Wufei tried to deepen the kiss. 'Not yet, not yet!' he told his body firmly, concentrating on the slow squeeze-and-stroke rhythm of his hand. It was purposefully not quite enough pressure for either of them to climax. He had to get that promise first.

"D...Duo?" Wufei was writhing beneath him in a very distracting way. "Koi... please!"

"Mmm... not 'til... you promise..." Duo whispered huskily in his ear, his tongue darting out to tease a bronze earlobe.

"Promise what?" Wufei demanded, ready to swear to anything his lover wanted. He'd even promise to paint himself purple if it would get Duo to stop torturing him.

"Tell me... all about your missions from now on..." Duo urged sweetly, rubbing his thumb over the heads of their erections.

"B-but... I ...won't endanger... you!" Wufei tried one last protest.

"It endangers me more... when I don't know... and find out later," Duo said, playing his last card. If this didn't work, he was going to have to give in - his body was shrieking in blissful anger and a squirming, panting Wufei looked good enough to eat. "Do you w-want me... to have nightmares... w-worrying about you?"

Wufei's eyes went wide with concern. "N-no! Did you? I never thought... about that! I-I'm sorry, Duo..."

"I didn't, b-because... because I d-didn't sleep..." Duo replied. "I came... here... instead. Promise me, 'Fei! Promise!" His hand refused to obey his brain, and sped up all on its own.

"All right! I promise!" Wufei wailed, and Duo gave a matching howl of satisfaction, his lips crushing against the other boy's with bruising force as he increased the rhythm further, his hips starting to thrust involuntarily.

Wufei thrust right back, his mind gone blank with passion, his body on autopilot. The heat singing through his body was settling into one powerful coil between his legs. He wrapped a trembling thigh around Duo's hips, forcing them even closer together.

It was enough to set them both off - Duo swallowed Wufei's cry and then tore their lips apart, throwing his own head back for a shout of triumph.

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Robbie scowled, trying to hear anything from inside the cabin. It was solidly built, and though he had heard some muffled noises earlier, there was nothing but silence now. He knocked again, but there was still no answer.

He finally decided that they had fallen asleep, and he turned to walk away, kicking rocks out of his path angrily. He liked Tony - the boy was pretty, and the simmering fire in his eyes and movements was extremely attractive.

He wanted him. And he wasn't going to give up because some rumpled boy with oddly-colored eyes showed up and claimed to be his boyfriend. Tony surely had better taste than that; he would come back later and insist on the yacht ride. Let Tony see the two of them together - he was certain that he'd impress him with his manners and charm. The boy with the braid would look an absolute cretin next to him.

He nodded his head happily. Yes, that would work.

He should go get ready.

He turned his feet toward the docks.

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"You mean you swam all that way? 'Fei - I don't know whether to kiss you or strangle you! Didn't your back hurt?"

Wufei shrugged, snuggling closer to his lover. The couch wasn't the biggest in the world, but neither of them minded the cramped conditions enough to move.

Actually, if Duo held him any closer, their bodies might morph together.

...not that Wufei would mind that.

"No, it's fine. I wasn't going to stay on that boat any longer."

"I don't blame you," Duo replied, scowling. He tightened his arms around the slim shoulders he held, nuzzling his face into tangled black hair. "I'm going to kill that Colonel when I see him."

Wufei's head came up sharply, nearly knocking Duo in the chin. "What do you mean, 'when you see him?!' My mission is over, I emailed Heero the identity of the informer. We can leave!"

"Not until I take care of those two. No one treats you that way and gets away with it!"

"I'm not going back out on the lake, and I'm not going to their lunch!" Wufei grumbled, nestling his face in the crook of Duo's neck. "Swimming here yesterday was enough for a while; even though I did it and I'm glad, I don't want to do it again anytime soon."

"Oh, we don't have to go on the lake. Only the dock. And we won't be here when they come by for the lunch; I want to wait for our little visit until after dark."

Wufei peered up at him suspiciously. "Maxwell... what are you planning?"

Duo told him.

Wufei blinked.

Duo grinned.

Wufei thought for a moment, then answered him with a matching grin.

His lover was so evil.