16-Sep-2000
Title: Demons
Authors: bonnejeanne (bonnejeanne@yahoo.com) and vonceia (vonceia@yahoo.com)
Archive: GW Addiction and if she chooses, Darkflame
Category: yaoi, angst
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 1x2, 6x5, various
Warnings: Lemon in THIS scene. Angst. AU - we do not guarantee that our interpretations of characters or events will agree with yours, so a general OOC warning. Some events and implications may be offensive to the religious. Umm... language warning...
Spoilers: Series, EW
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing characters and universe are the property of the copyright owners. Our stuff is ours. No money being made here. As with all our fics so far, while our goal is to stay as in character as possible, any discrepancies are our mistakes.
Feedback: Any and all comments, feedback, critiques welcome, be they short or long.
Notes: This is part of the Frozen Colony Arc, and takes place following The Hunt. If you are not familiar with the timeline and are curious, you can find the stories on GW Addiction and on DF's site. On GWA on the Bonne&Von page, there are numbers denoting which stories are FC Arc and should be read in what order.
Duo's demons appeared first in Down Time in Hell, and reappeared in Dancin With My Mirror. This is a fic to explore their existence and origins. Liberties are taken with Duo's history and original characters from ESO appear.
Zechs took the steps two at a time, moving to the bedroom. "Lights at half," he said and the voice controls complied. He then walked over to the bed and sat Duo down in the middle of it. Looking up, he saw Heero and Wufei enter the room as well.
Duo bounced as he was dropped on the bed. He felt the mattress and nodded. "Acceptable," he said. Then he kicked off his boots and the next thing Zechs knew, Duo was standing on his bare feet, on the bed, looking down at the blond as well as the other two who were coming in.
"Music, upstairs," Duo said and the room control accepted the order. He winked at Zechs. Then he began pulling his black t-shirt off, moving with the rhythm of the current song.
Zechs looked up at Duo, watching as he danced and stripped off the t-shirt. "New perspective," he said, watching as Duo's body came into view. Zechs licked his lips unconsciously as he looked Duo up and down. He found the long rippling hair, heart-shaped face and everything that was Duo Maxwell to be alluring and alive. His body rose in temperature as his eyes responded to the stimulus.
Wufei was watching also and sighed softly. He could feel the energy coming from Duo and he swore silently that the American pilot would have anything and everything he wanted tonight, if he, Wufei, had anything to say about it.
Heero moved Wufei onto the bed and sat next to him. He watched as his lover danced on the bed. He discarded his shoes, then stretched out on the bed and removed Wufei's as well. Cupping his hands around Wufei's foot, Heero began massaging it as he looked up at Duo and winked.
Duo waved happily to Heero and blew Wufei a kiss. Then he raised his hands over his head, looked at Zechs as if to say, 'watch this', and executed a perfect pirouette on the soft bed, sinking into a graceful 'dying swan' bow to the bed's surface, ending up with his face down and his arms gently curved around his cascading hair.
Zechs looked down at Wufei next to him on the bed. He then raised his hands and gave Duo applause. "Excellent," he said, then slid forward and placed a hand into the blanket of soft hair, finding Duo's chin. Raising Duo's face up, he looked into the violet eyes with new-found appreciation. "I've seen prima ballerinas who could not do better," he said, then leaned forward, kissing Duo.
Duo accepted the kiss, parting his lips and exploring Zech's mouth curiously with his tongue. After a little while he leaned back, his lids drooping ever so slightly. "Umm," he said. "Don't ask me to do it on point, it's been too long," he said, and winked. Then he reached up and began quickly stripping Zechs' shirt from his body.
Heero moved to Wufei's other foot, removing the cloth shoe and massaging it thoroughly. His body ached painfully and glancing up at the Chinese pilot, he wondered just how long he would be able to keep from attacking him. His attention was caught momentarily by Duo suddenly baring Zechs' chest and the tall blond man sliding his hand around the back of his lover's neck and pulling him into a deep kiss.
Oh, just fuck it, he thought, sliding up the bed and to Wufei once again. Looking intently into Wufei's dark eyes, Heero touched Wufei's well-chiseled chest and slid his hand along the length of the Chinese soldier's body. His fingers curled around Wufei's hardened cock, which had tented the loose white pants. He squeezed Wufei, feeling the resonance in his own body as he leaned forward and captured Wufei's mouth once again.
Wufei gasped, feeling Heero Yuy's firm grip on his organ. It felt... good. Wufei remembered the first time he'd been with Heero - all they'd done, all he'd known how to do was kiss, and touch. It had been amazing for him. He returned Heero's kiss with heated passion, but kept a corner of his senses turned to Zechs and Duo. He had a promise to keep.
Duo ran his hands over Zechs chest as their tongues dueled. He's big, Duo thought, not even slightly intimidated.
'The bigger they are, the harder they come,' Eligor quipped, leering.
Duo laughed, and it broke the kiss between them. He looked at Zechs with undisguised merriment in his wide eyes.
Reaching down, he began unfastening the metal closure on the jeans Zechs wore, and slowly pulled down the zipper.
Zechs licked his lips, the expression in Duo's eyes only made him hotter. He felt the zipper slide down, releasing the pressure on his groin in small torturous intervals. The hand at Duo's neck slid up and into the impossible cascade of rippling hair and Zechs massaged Duo's scalp, his gaze fixed on the violet pools in front of him. He felt Wufei's presence next to him and the thought of all of them in the bed together drove him brink of madness. The world shrank down to the bed and its occupants. Zechs smiled as he trailed his fingers down Duo's neck, over his bare shoulder and down the front of Duo's chest. He captured the violet-eyed pilot's nipple between his fingertips, slowly rubbing and teasing the taut flesh.
Heero slowly moved his hand up and down Wufei's flesh, pumping him through the pants in long, even strokes. Soon, he would rid both of them of their clothes and there would be no barriers between flesh touching flesh. He remembered the time, his first, on the dying, frozen colony, where he had first felt the touch of Wufei's hand on him. It would be something that he would never forget and always long for. Silently, he hoped that Wufei would remember as well and complete him as he had before.
Wufei reach up to Heero and began pulling the tank top over his head. It was hard to do, while his hips rocked under the other boy's touch, but he managed it quickly. Then he hand shot out, fingers running across the front of Heero's spandex shorts. He smiled, feeling the way the flesh was already swelling, pushing the elastic material out. He danced his fingers across the strained surface, trying not to gasp each breath audibly. Suddenly he did something a lot of people would consider rather daring - he moved one leg, one arm, and flipped Heero onto the bed - thank the gods it was so large - and leaned over the Japanese boy. "Since we aren't going to freeze," he said, his voice a soft growl, "Let's get the clothes off, hmm?"
Duo arched his back as Zechs teased his nipple. His eyes closed for a moment and he looked like he might purr. Then his eyes opened and his hand slid inside the now unzipped jeans, with the deft, light touch of a professional pickpocket. Suddenly the entire set of Peacecraft family jewels was out and displayed, cradled in a very knowing set of fingers. Placing the flat of his other hand over Zechs' chest, Duo pushed the blond into a sitting position on the edge of the bed. Then he did a neat little dive and rolled to his knees on the floor, pushing Zechs' legs wide apart. Coming up between them, he licked his lips, glancing up at the tall man before bending to swipe his tongue over the tip of the upwardly thrusting shaft between Zechs' legs.
As his lips opened, there was a sudden flash in his head and he heard an echo of a voice he had come to loathe... *Pity there's not enough time for you to swallow my cock, like in the olden days, my pet.*
Duo's hand tightened its grip on the hot flesh. No, he growled, the memory answered with a flash of black rage. I won't let you take this from me, you can't, you bastard...
'Who are you?' Astaroth asked.
"I'm Duo Maxwell," he growled aloud. "I do what I want, I take what I see, I give when I choose and no one, no one owns me."
He bent and swallowed the hard flesh of Zechs Merquise' cock greedily, feeling nothing but enjoyment and lust, siphoning the rage back into the horde, who accepted it happily.
Zechs looked down and saw the emotions play across Duo's beautiful face and deep violet eyes. His body was too far engaged and heated to heed the flicker of fear he felt for a short moment. He wanted and needed Duo's touch, whatever it turned out to be. Hearing Duo speak, Zechs was dimly reminded of the pressure that Duo seemed to be under since he had arrived. He watched the split second transformation as Duo conquered his demons and Zechs found his admiration and regard for Duo skyrocket. Yes, he thought, Win, Duo. Zechs gasped audibly and shuddered as he felt Duo envelope him. Having little idea of what Duo faced and desiring to help, Zechs found himself in the middle of battle, if this was what it was and this time he would know completion.
Moving his hand into Duo's hair again, Zechs felt his hips rock to Duo's tune and lost himself in sensation.
Heero looked up at Wufei with a smile so wide that it crinkled his Prussian blue eyes. He quickly assisted in the removal of the form-fitting spandex, then loosened Wufei's pants as well. Once the clothes had vanished, Heero slid his hands around Wufei's waist, pulling the Chinese pilot on top of him. He then moved his hands down and around Wufei's hips, enjoying the press of their two bodies together. "You're right," he said, looking up at Wufei. "It's pretty hot in here in fact."
Wufei smiled and straddled Heero's thighs, reaching down where they were both jutting out, cradling Heero's cock with one hand and moving his own erect shaft along Heero's with the other. He shivered, the sensations of velvet flesh against flesh almost too much. He saw that both their cocks were weeping little tears of joy at the meeting. He touched a finger to the tip of Heero's, gathering a drop of moisture and bringing it to his lips. "Nataku is still with me, Heero Yuy," he said in a low soft voice. "No longer looking at me with your eyes, but whispering approval of your strength."
Duo felt Zechs surrender, felt an energy flow from somewhere inside, somewhere nearby, and recognized it as Heero's energy, and then felt the special fire that was Wufei. He heard the Chinese boy's soft-spoken words and warmth mixed with lust.
Zechs cock was quite a mouthful, but teething on Heero Yuy had accustomed Duo to such large helpings. He devoured it with pure pleasure. Swallowing down, then sucking back up, then down again, squeezing gently at the base, Duo gave the blond man's shaft his full attention, as the demonic onlookers commented, urged, cheered and exchanged ratings and critiques. The crowd sounds were oddly comforting, freeing, pushing the memories that were trying to emerge from the rents in his consciousness back. He'd face them soon enough. For now... Duo grazed the side of Zechs's shaft with his teeth, then swallowed him down again, hair cascading across the tall man's knees.
Zechs clenched his teeth together and fell back against the bed, his fingers fisting in the covers. He had been taken before, but this went beyond anything he'd ever experienced. And I thought Treize was good, he thought. His whole body glistened with a fine sheen of perspiration, the unruly bangs plastered to his forehead. His ice blue eyes opened briefly and he saw the vision of Heero Yuy in ecstasy with Wufei above him in a similar state. Duo's teeth along his aching cock, snapped his eyes shut once more and the ensuing warm, wet sucking mouth pulled him back to his private captivity. For better or worse, at that time he was Property of Duo Maxwell. Groaning, he felt his body stretch on the bed and his aching flesh throb. Suddenly, Zechs' back arched up off the bed and his cock surrendered its precious liquid into Duo's mouth.
Heero looked up at Wufei above him, his expression softening at Wufei's words. Reaching up, he snaked his hand around Wufei's neck and drew the Chinese pilot down to him and kissed him deeply and lingeringly. Heero trembled slightly, hearing and sensing Zechs and Duo nearby. "Where's the stuff?" he growled against Wufei's ear, patting him lovingly on the rear. "I want you.... now."
Wufei felt his heart jump at Heero's words. He smiled hugely and nodded to the small table by the bed, which was in reach of Heero's arm. "Drawer," he said. He couldn't quite control the shiver of pleasure that went through him at what he'd been promised.
Duo felt Zechs tense hard and mentally acknowledged the congratulations from the more excited members of the horde. He prepared quickly and took the spurts of hot, salty liquid, swallowing them until there was no more. He released Zechs from his mouth, licking him clean. Then his hands moved up and gripped the top edge of the jeans on each side of the blond's body. Stronger than he looked, Duo got the jeans off the tall blond in a few quick jerks. Standing up, he looked down at Zechs, smiling at the picture of the spent soldier, his fine hair spread across the bed. Duo's eyes flickered over to Heero and Wufei and his expression softened, feeling the mixture of love and heat that Heero always invoked. He smiled at Wufei, steadying with the knowledge that the Chinese boy would keep them safe, and unfastened, then stepped out of his own jeans, freeing his very aching manhood.
His eyes came back to Zechs and he leaned over the young man, kissing his jaw, then his lips teasingly. Then he reached back down for his own jeans and pulled something out of the pocket - small tube. He twirled it in his fingers, grinning down at Zechs.
Zechs lay boneless on the bed, looking up at Duo. His ice blue eyes blinked up at Duo, moving from the pilot to the tube of lubricant twirling in his hand and back. His mind twisted at the prospect and in curiosity as well. He tried to think of something witty to say, but found that he was too far gone for that, so he spoke the truth. "Why do I feel like a naked virgin on graduation night?" he managed.
Heero's arm shot out like one of Atlong's dragon fangs towards the beside table. He opened the drawer, searching and finding what he was looking for. Placing the cap in his teeth, he twisted the tube free, squeezing out the lubricant until it covered the back of his hand. Moving his hand like a palmist, he dropped the tube back on the table then around to the back of Wufei's body. He smeared the slick stuff against Wufei's skin, the covered his fingers with it and glided them down and against the small opening further down. Slowly, he slid one finger inside Wufei's body, closing his eyes briefly as he felt Wufei's body react to the intrusion.
Wufei's back arched, tilting his hips to allow Heero better access. He relaxed almost immediately, then squeezed with his internal muscles, rocking back with abandon. He continued to stroke Heero's cock lightly with his own, making ready to lift up at his lover's signal so he could straddle Heero's cock. In the meantime, he danced his hips, feeling that invasive finger close enough to his pleasure to tease.
Duo laughed at Zechs' words, then one eyebrow went up and he said, in a passable imitation of Astaroth's aristocratic tones, "Because that's an idiom from your Academy-dominated upbringing." He tossed the tube up in the air and caught it. "Did you actually make it to graduation a virgin?" he asked, wickedly. "Nevermind... I never graduated... unless you count the school of hard knocks, shrieks and thumps in the night..." Duo took one of Zechs' hands with his free one and raised it to his lips, kissing his fingers lightly. Then he released it and simply made a circling motion with his finger.
Zechs smiled and took a deep breath. He moved on the bed, turning over as Duo instructed. He had to bite his lip hard as he felt a sudden ache in his groin at the picture of Heero and Wufei nearby. He looked back over his shoulder at Duo, suddenly anxious and eager.
Heero made a low, soft growl in the back of his throat and removed his fingers from Wufei's body. Lifting Wufei slightly, he moved, feeling Wufei adjust as well, until he could feel the opening at the Chinese pilot's rear. Flexing his hips, he slid inside of Wufei, feeling the tight sheath settle around him. Breathing deeply, he looked up at Wufei through lust-filled eyes. "Love you," Heero breathed as he began to move.
Wufei moaned as he felt Heero stretch and invade his body. His head tilted back, feeling Heero's body tense beneath him, driving up, driving deeper. "Heero!" he cried softly.
Duo tilted his head, hearing his lover, hearing both of them as they joined and began rocking together. He smiled sweetly, leaning over to give Wufei a brief, tender kiss.
Turning his attention to Zechs, his smiled widened. He bent over the young man, brushing the long strands of pale hair back so he could kiss the nape of his neck. He heard the gasp and felt the shiver in response. Duo ran his fingers down Zechs' back lightly, surveying the sculpted muscles by touch. He felt the energy, and saw the expression in those ice-blue eyes, turned slightly away from him. It was the same as the expression in his fantasy...
'You were trying to tell me,' Duo thought. The demons rustled and stirred, grinning, but not answering, not admitting anything.
His fingertips reached the swelling curve of Zechs' hips, following that sensuous profile. Then he dipped his fingers into the cleft between, following it down between the blond's legs. Leaning over, Duo licked the pale flesh. He pulled the two hemispheres apart and his tongue danced between them, darting at the tightly puckered opening. He smiled, watching it react, and then opened the tube in his hand. The next sensation Zechs felt was the pressure of slippery digits, pressing against his tight opening, then invading him.
Zechs inhaled sharply closing his eyes to Duo's touch. Swallowing hard as waves of pleasure rolled over him, Zechs rocked back against Duo's hand, surrendering himself once more.
Heero moved his hands around Wufei's hips as he thrust inside of him. He heard Wufei say his name and it only served to drive him further. Soon, he was thrusting up hard and fast into Wufei's body, enjoying the impact as their bodies met. Somewhere beyond, he could sense Duo and Zechs, could hear and smell their scents in the small space of the bed. Opening his eyes wide, he watched as Wufei rocked above him.
Wufei moaned, rocking faster, as Heero's shaft inside him drove over and over into the sensitive spot that flooded his body with waves of intense pleasure. He wanted more - needed more. Gasping, Wufei rode the boy beneath him, his body tightening as he was driven to the edge.
Duo thrust his fingers into Zechs, watching and feeling him shove backwards. Duo felt the rise of heat throughout his body, and pulled his fingers away. He pushed Zechs' legs wide apart, moving over him on the bed. He placed one knee between Zechs' thighs and straddled his hip with the other. Placing the tip of his cock against the hot flesh, Duo paused, teasing himself. It had been... a long time since he had done this. He wanted it - wanted the man beneath him, wanted to feel the sensation of taking, wanted that hot, tight flesh around his aching cock.
A ripple of dark whispers flirted through his mind. He brushed them away like shadows and flexed his hips, driving deep into the velvet heat.
Zechs bit his lip and he felt his back arch at the intrusion. He opened his eyes, as his hands gripped the sheets on the bed again. He felt Duo's body contact his and moved back against that contact. The sensation of being filled was not new and awakened old memories with Zechs. As he moved on the bed, Zechs felt different, stronger. Old demons that had possessed and tortured him, faded slowly and allowed him space to be who he was. He smiled, finding the monster driven from his soul. Raising his hips slightly, he felt Duo strike the center of pleasure deep within and shivered. He felt his cock tighten and swell as he gave himself over to Duo.
Heero heard and felt Wufei above him. He held on tighter to Wufei's hips, feeling his cock throb within that snug sheath. With a small cry, he pushed deeper and faster into Wufei until he felt his body shudder and release. "Wufei!" he gasped raggedly, holding on to his love and giving a part of his soul in the process.
Wufei felt Heero's body jerk, even as he shuddered, his muscles clenching as wave after wave of pleasure swept through his body and mind. His own cock released milky liquid on his lover's stomach. He dropped down, sprawling across Heero's body, clinging to him for a moment as they merged, hearts pounding together.
Duo laughed happily, hearing his lovers moan their completion together. The sensation of Zechs' tight sheath enclosing him incited a surge of energy that seemed to well up from inside him. His hands closed on Zechs' hips with unusual strength, grasping the flesh and muscle beneath. He drove himself into Zechs body, over and over, the friction sending wave after wave of pleasure through his senses. Another laugh welled up from inside, as the pace of his thrusts increased, pounding directly into the bundle of nerves inside the man beneath him, driving pleasure into him like a hammer driving a nail.
Zechs looked up, seeing the expressions of ecstasy on Wufei and Heero's faces as they released. He felt Duo move relentlessly within him and the dual sensory input caused him to shudder. Zechs moved his hips back impaling himself even more on Duo's cock as he felt himself close to the edge once again. "Oh, Duo," he said through clenched teeth.
Heero's arms fastened around Wufei holding him to his chest as he felt his body calm. He found Wufei's mouth and kissed him deeply and slowly, savoring his taste. "Not freezing at all," he said softly, when they parted.
Wufei smothered a sound before it could be recognized as a giggle. He stretched out on Heero, stroking the Japanese's boy's smooth skin. He traced nearly invisible white lines of scars here and there. Turning, he angled himself so that he could watch what was happening with Duo and Zechs, and made sure not to block Heero's view. "Hot," Wufei whispered.
Duo barely heard Zechs say his name. His eyes roamed over Zechs' back, watching him dance and rock under him. He reached out with one hand and wrapped it in strands of pale hair, pulling back as he continued to pleasure himself inside the tall blond. He pulled the fistful of hair back, forcing Zechs to arch, lifting his head, as Duo's thrusting reached an urgent pace. He felt his body tighten and prepare to release, and bent over, his teeth closing on the straining, arched neck of the former Lightning Count. "Now!" he growled in Zechs' ear as he buried himself deeply.
Zechs heard the word like a command. His body tensed and released on to the bed as he felt his rear tighten around Duo. He groaned feeling himself stretched and pulled in all directions. Soon, he hung between the bed and Duo's grip in his hair, panting wildly.
"Hn," Heero remarked to Wufei, as he watched Duo take Zechs. "You're right ... hot," he added, as his fingers stroked Wufei's back.
Wufei shivered, licking his lips, and nodded his agreement, also unable to take his eyes from the vision.
Duo grinned fiercely, feeling his body release, waves of heat, pleasure and tension flowing through him with shattering intensity. He felt the urge to jerk back on the fistful of pale silk in his hand and instead, opened his hand, freeing it.
Zechs' head dropped forward like a marionette whose strings were suddenly cut. His body was covered in a fine sheen of perspiration and he could feel Duo within him as his long fingers slowly released the sheets on the bed. He felt the liquid essence of Duo's release slide down and co-mingle with his own. He swallowed in an effort to moisten his dry throat and felt his heartbeat slow to a normal pace. He shivered on the bed and waited.
Heero's eyes widened as he glanced up at Duo. The ghost of a smile crept on to his face as he felt something akin to pride fill his heart. His body reacted to the beautiful picture of Duo and Zechs in full ecstasy, causing his cock to reawaken. Idly, he reached a hand out sliding his fingers into the mass of platinum blond hair, which fanned out on the bed and gently massaged Zechs. Looking up at Wufei, he said, "You get this a lot?"
Wufei looked at Heero, eyes wide. "This?" He looked at Zechs and a flash of warmth filled his dark eyes. "I get this... as much as I can," he answered.
Duo watched Zechs relax, as the last tremors of his climax moved through him, fading slowly. He was breathing deeply, but he felt far from limp, far from spent. A deep relaxation filled his body but energy continued to flow into him from some unknown source. I did it... I took... and didn't loose control... I'm not a monster... not completely...
'No,' Astaroth whispered soothingly, as the horde quieted in the aftermath. 'We are not monsters... once we were gods... heroes... demigods... spirits... even angels... until Man in his fickle nature deemed us inappropriate and consigned us to hell...'
Duo bent and kissed the line of Zechs shoulder gently, appreciatively. "We are not monsters..." he whispered softly. He looked up at met Heero's deep blue gaze... "Even angels... can be consigned to hell..."
Duo shifted, freeing his slightly diminished shaft from Zechs' body, letting his hands trace across the tall man's skin in an arcane benediction for playing, however unknowing, the experimental sacrifice for Duo's rising hunger.
Heero smiled slowly and nodded almost imperceptibly. "Hn," he remarked in confirmation to Duo. Leaning over, he slid his hand behind Duo's neck and pulled him into a deep kiss. "My own personal demon." he said, softly against Duo's ear.
Zechs felt his entire body relax under the combined touch of Duo and Heero. With a touch of regret, he felt Duo move away from him, as his words still rang like bells throughout his soul. Angels in hell, he thought.
Duo responded to Heero's lips against his with a wild surge of sudden hunger. *Those* lips...
*Mine*! He felt everything in him respond.
'So, someone *does* own Duo Maxwell,' Eligor taunted with a silent chuckle.
"Not someone," Duo murmured aloud against Heero's lips. "My angel..." Suddenly he felt dizzy, almost faint... realizing, not for the first time, that he'd long ago surrendered something to this boy that he had fought so fiercely to keep free. 'I give when I choose,' he thought, his hands wrapping around the only anchor he'd allow himself - Heero.
Wufei watched, seeing the play of emotions across Duo's expressive features. A little wiggle and he was beside and above Zechs, bending down to place a kiss on the tall blond's forehead. "You looked... incredible," he murmured, dark eyes slanting down to meet ice-blue ones.
Heero felt Duo's touch and pulled, urged Duo over Zechs and into his arms. He kissed Duo hungrily as if binding Duo to him physically. Breaking the kiss, he held Duo tightly in his arms.
Zechs looked up at Wufei, seeing approval in the dark depths. Zechs' eyes drifted down to Wufei's lips as he rose up, slightly. "Xie xie," he said, softly, moistening his lips. He looked up at Wufei again, letting his eyes pour over every feature of his exotic and beautiful face. "As did you," he added, leaning forward and kissing the corner of Wufei's mouth. Zechs could never remember feeling as he did at that moment. Not all of his experiences of battle and the honors awarded him, could even remotely compare. He felt whole and complete with himself.
Wufei's eyes crinkled at the corners. "As if appearances really matter," he said softly, brushing pale strands away from Zechs' face. He leaned down, feeling very relaxed, and kissed Zechs, deeply.
Duo tried to keep the smile from his face, he really tried. It was a lost cause. He kissed his lover enthusiastically, and then opened his eyes wide, touching his forehead to Heero's and gazing into those deep dark pools of stormy blue. "I didn't... loose it," he said, knowing that his lover probably wouldn't understand, but unable to keep from sharing the discovery. "Nice... with Wu... very nice my lover..."
Heero flashed a smile. "With Zechs, no you didn't," he replied, rewarding Duo with a kiss for calling him lover. "Arigato... And very, hot with Zechs, my demon lover," he said, kissing Duo again.
Zechs accepted Wufei's kiss, savoring it. There was no rush or desperate battle. He sucked gently, but firmly at Wufei's tongue then allowed his own to be taken by his Chinese lover in exchange. Zechs felt his heart beat increase with heat and passion in the sharing. Now he could give without fear, experimenting with himself by testing his limits of need. His body reacted, as it probably always would to Wufei's presence and touch, but Zechs no longer felt the need to overpower or to keep up as he did before.
Feeling a subtle difference in Zechs' kiss, his touch, Wufei mentally shook his head in wonder. Somehow, Duo had done it again... broken or slipped through barriers most people couldn't grasp, let alone penetrate. In turn, Wufei felt his heart melting yet again. He sighed into the kiss, softening and warming even more to the proud warrior who now sprawled so bonelessly beside him. A little moisture slipped past his closed lids even as he felt a pure spring of quiet laughter tighten his chest. "Welcome back," he whispered in Zechs ear, brushing it with his lips, "From your second dance with Death."
Unaware of his name being invoked by Wufei, Duo tightened his arms around Heero, rubbing his body against the Japanese boy, the heat and wild energy starting to rise again. "My fallen angel," he murmured, answering Heero's last words. The possessive pronoun was emphasized, as he grinned, bending to lick Heero's neck, then nipping and biting the skin, then licking it soothingly.
Suddenly Duo shuddered in Heero's arms as a flash of memory broke free from the raveling confinement in his mind. It was a full sensory flood and it shook him with fear, no, terror, helplessness, despair. Floundering, he pushed at it, not ready to face the experiences it contained. A ripple ran through the horde, but they were still, watching him battle. His eyes clouded, unable to see through the memory, but his hands gripped Heero desperately.
"Duo!" Heero whispered urgently, taking the braided pilot's heart-shaped face in his hand. "What is it?"
"H-he came... to the Church... I... it comes back..." Duo wasn't sure if the words were coming out of his lips or not. He felt Heero's energy even through the flood. Reaching for it, he turned, summoning the black rage he'd let go of earlier, needing that strength.
As one, the horde mantled, hissing and cackling as they fed it back to him. His lips found Heero's somehow and he sought heat, finding it, the taste and scent pushing memories back. Not until I'm ready, you bastard, he growled silently, coming up like a swimmer breaking for air. As his emotions switched gears yet again, adrenaline pumped into his body. His hands moved over Heero's body, reestablishing himself in the here and now with each traced line, each curve, each inch of soft skin or hard muscle.
Heero heard the soft spoken words and felt them fall into place, much as he had when he'd mastered the Zero system. It comes back, he thought, filing it away, but finding that one statement confirming a few things in his head. He felt Duo's hands on his body and re-focused on giving Duo what he needed. He kissed Duo deeply, possessing his mouth thoroughly. Silently, he swore to Duo that this struggle would pass and that he, Heero Yuy would see to it personally. A vision filled Heero's mind of the Monsignor and he felt invisible gundanium slide over him like a second skin. In the darkness of space, Heero took aim and fired. Seeing the image blasted into fiery fragments, he felt that cold, delighted laugh rise from his chest. Mission accomplished.
Leaning back a little, Heero looked into Duo's face. "Let's fuck," he said, simply.
Wide violet eyes focused on cobalt blue, as a wicked smile spread slowly across Duo's face, signaling his complete return. His body was ready - his hips were already grinding his stiff cock against Heero's answering hardness. He licked Heero's ear, then kissed the hollow at the base of his throat, as he stretched out with one hand for something dropped on the bed. Suddenly another hand captured his and he felt slippery substance being spread on his fingers. Duo looked up and Wufei met his eyes, as the Chinese boy capped the small tube, and leaned forward, giving Duo a deep kiss.
A laugh burst from Duo's lips and he reached down between his body and Heero's, between his lover's legs, and unerring placed those slippery fingers at Heero's entrance. He wasn't gentle but he was thorough, pausing only for the barest moment to meet Heero's eyes, granting an option to refuse, if this was not something he would accept, though Duo's body thrummed with spiraling hunger.
Heero took Duo's wrist in one hand then rocked his hips forward slightly impaling himself on one of Duo's fingers. "More," he whispered, urgently to his lover, looking deeply into Duo's eyes.
Obediently Duo's fingers worked inside Heero's tight body, curving and reaching to find the spot. He knew exactly where it was, as Heero had always known how to find his. But he only gave his lover a few quick, deep strikes before withdrawing, reaching out as Wufei quickly squeezed out a little more of the lubricant. Duo reached down to coat himself, hissing slightly at the feeling of the stuff on his aching flesh. In seconds he was ready and began entering Heero's tight entrance with slow deliberation.
Heero inhaled slowly and deeply as he felt Duo slide inside his body. He placed his arms around Duo's neck, adjusting himself to accommodate his love. Inwardly, Heero found himself feeling the closest thing to pure joy he had ever experienced in his life. He felt unspoken barriers lift in places he didn't know they existed. I am his, he thought, distinctly in a feeling reminiscent of the one he'd experienced on Mantasail, when had surrendered his body to Wufei. "Hai," he whispered as he felt Duo fill him completely.
Duo watched the expression on Heero's face, and it melted down into the center of his soul. He understood what the expression meant. He knew it was a mirror of his own each time Heero was inside him. He nuzzled Heero's face and neck wordlessly, sliding his arms around to hold him tightly. The tight heat around him was exquisite torture, yet seemed to fit perfectly, Unable to contain the surge of emotions and energy, Duo began to rock between Heero's legs, hard, deep, unerringly driving his lover to pleasure with each stroke, as his own excitement overflowed. Need, desire, devotion, love...
Heero held on tightly to Duo, losing himself to Duo's touch. His breath caught with each deep stroke and he felt his body alive and electric. Yes, he thought. He needed this, had hoped in small, dark places that it would be possible. Now that it had come to pass, Heero found himself once again believing in the impossible. He felt his chest rise and fall as his hips rocked up to meet Duo's thrusts. In seconds that seemed to stretch into eternity, Heero reached his peak and shuddered, feeling his essence, hot and thick, spill onto his stomach. "Oh, Duo," he growled, holding onto Duo for life.
The shuddering of Heero's body around him, as much as the sound of his name in that beautiful voice, tripped Duo over the edge into pure blind ecstasy. "Ai shiteru, Heero!" he cried softly, releasing the words to the air as if he were freeing a trapped bird that he'd kept caged in his heart for fear it would never return. He laughed feeling the foolish water run down his cheeks. Burying his face in Heero's neck, he lay against his lover, panting, breathing, listening to the heartbeat of the most precious creature in the universe, just next to his ear.
Heero closed his eyes as he gently stroked Duo's hair. He sighed deeply and felt... perfect.
Zechs had felt, rather than saw or heard Duo's distress at first. He had opened his eyes and moved back slightly, looking in Duo and Heero's direction. Settling himself against Wufei, he looked up at him, silently inquiring if there was anything that they could do. A short while later, he felt and saw things shift between the two lovers and nodded as they seemed to resolve.
Wufei stroked Zechs' hair gently. He too had seen the ripple of distress and then seen them pull together. It was correct. It was the way it should be. Watching the two people he loved so deeply, find a new kind of completion together, filled his heart. Whatever Duo was struggling with, it reached to the foundations of the braided boy's soul, that much was clear. It was a kind of battle Wufei understood too well. He silently pledged his strength in whatever way possible.
Duo felt much of the manic energy slip from his body as he rested, fully sated for the moment, and deeply content. Drowsily, he noticed how quiet the horde was. He'd noticed before - they seemed most silent after he and Heero made love. For the first time, he reached out for them, wondering, and found to his amazement that they seemed to be sleeping. Eligor lifted one dark eyelid a fraction, a red glowing orb barely visible. 'Purity is so exhausting,' he growled, and the eyelid shut.
"Hey, Heero," Duo said, nuzzling his lover's cheek. "Did you know that purity was exhausting?"
"Yes you are," Heero replied. "But I like it."
Duo laughed, squeezing Heero a little tighter. "My private miracle," he said softly. " 'M sleepy, Hee-chan..."
"Me too, koi," Heero replied, quietly. "Sleep."
Zechs heard the exchange and smiled. He looked up at Wufei, seeing the emotion in the depths of his dark eyes. Reaching up, he touched Wufei's cheek with his fingertip. He wanted to know what Wufei was thinking, but knew that he would tell him if it became necessary. Leaning up, he kissed the hollow of Wufei's throat. "Are you sleepy too?" he asked quietly.
Wufei yawned. "No," he said. "I'm exhausted. Now shut up and go to sleep...." he finished, kissing Zechs on the mouth.
From Duo's direction there was a smothered giggle.
End of Part 11 - TBC
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