|Skeren Dreamera (skeren) wrote,|
@ 2005-05-05 00:37:00
|Entry tags:||duo, gw, oneshots, zechs|
Author: Skeren Dreamera
Series: Gundam Wing
The Sabintha Archives: http://gundamwing.fanworkrecs.com/Sabin
Warning: Yaoi, Lemon, PWP
Disclaimer: I do not own these lovely boys, nor the Sabintha challenge. Miss Yarien however, is mine.
Note: I wrote this with the hopes that it would be well enjoyed by the public. Therefor I bid you all, enjoy.
Yarien Winner slipped up next to Sabintha with a wide grin on her face. She was greeted by a curious look. “I finally got my entrance vid, Sabintha darling. Interested?”
The blond woman turned, eyes lighting. Yarien could make it worth her time to look at the prize immediately. “Oh definitely.”
Duo moved out to get his mail, a bit curious and wary all at once as he found a package in the mail addressed to him. He checked the return address and saw Sabintha’s address there. He was over the idea of being caught on tape. He’d started to anticipate them, really, but usually they were addressed to both he and Heero. This one wasn’t.
Heero came out to the living room as he heard the front door close. “Did we get anything?”
Duo nodded, still eyeing the package like it might bite him. He didn’t know what was on it. Why wasn’t it addressed to them both? Sure, they’d gotten a few of his exploits with the other pilots, but he could swear they’d gotten footage for all of them already. Okay, he wouldn’t swear, but this was still disturbing.
Heero moved closer, peering over Duo’s shoulder. “It’s another one from Sabintha.”
Duo nodded a bit, eyes riveted on the package as he set the other mail down and carefully opened it, his eyes scanning over the title before freezing. There was little hope in his mind that he wasn’t seeing what he was seeing. “DM/ZM #1: Playtime.”
Heero plucked the vid from Duo’s fingers, turning it over in his hands to read the title, mouthing it with morbid fascination. Then, he grinned, his dark blue eyes sweeping over to look at Duo, who, to all appearances, looked like a mouse in a trap. “I want to watch it.”
Duo stared at Heero for a few long moments before nodding, a relieved look crossing his face. Heero hadn’t ever *asked* him what happened the first time he’d been captured, and he hadn’t wanted to tell. “Looks like the Hentai squad has struck again.” Duo’s voice had no anger though. He wanted to see what exactly was on the damn vid! He waited impatiently as Heero settled before pushing play, moving back to watch.
The first part of the vid was a teenage girl dressed in a red pantsuit. She had long black hair, and looked incredibly pleased with herself. “Now, I’m not really into the lengthy speeches that I just know some of you put on these things. I am Yarien Winner, and I bring to you this capture, that I have humbly named ‘Playtime’.”
The screen changed then, blurring for a moment before coming back into focus in what could only be a bedroom. There was the sound of scuffling just out of range from the camera’s sight before a black clad form with a long braid was unceremoniously tossed on his ass in the middle of the camera’s view.
“Fuck you too, you bastards! You could have at least been a little nice about it!” Duo’s unmistakable voice was apparently ignored as the sound of locks clicking into place echoed into the room. “Yeah, at least *this* cell has a fucking decent bed.”
“You really shouldn’t be so crude.” The smooth voice came from behind Duo, sending him spinning around to face the person behind him. It turned out to be none other than Zechs Merquise who stepped out from a small doorway that had been concealed by the layout of the room.
“What’s it to you?” Duo crossed his arms, the expression on his face clearly doubting any pure motives for the tall blonde to be in here with him.
“To me? To me it is nothing. I hear far worse every day out among the other soldiers.” Zechs flicked his hand in dismissal of the idea, moving to the visible camera and clicking it off, causing the view of the room to change to one he clearly hadn’t realized was there. “That doesn’t mean I’d care for hearing you speak like that.”
“Then why bring it up in the first place?” Duo sounded scornful, annoyed. He wasn’t in the mood to play games with the famous any more than he’d been with the grunts.
“Merely trying to start on a civil topic. I have a proposition for you. Nothing that you can’t turn down, but it is an offer I wouldn’t normally make.” Zechs ran his fingers over the edge of his mask, considering.
Duo eyed Zechs and spoke with clear distrust in his voice. “And what kind of proposition would it be?”
Zechs took a deep breath, then released it, taking his mask off and setting it aside before moving towards Duo. “You happen to be a gundam pilot, do you not?”
Duo peered into the revealed features, a bit stunned that the man was far from ugly like he’d heard he was. “Of course I am! Why else would I be a prisoner here still?” Duo crossed his arms, shivering a bit as pale blue eyes met his dark blue violet ones.
“Of course, I just had to hear you say it. I’ve had this idea since the gundams descended to Earth that simply won’t leave me be, and I was hoping you could oblige me.” Zechs moved to the side, leaning back onto the bed as Duo watched in apparent bewilderment.
“What would that idea be?” Duo’s voice came out a tad huskier than he’d wanted and he cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably on his feet as he watched the sensuous display going on in front of him.
“What would it be like if I were to risk myself serious injury… By having one of you pilots to bed me?” Zechs had slid to the side, legs curled under him as he knelt in place, watching Duo’s reactions closely.
Duo shook his head, trying to clear it of this completely and totally alluring dream that had appeared out of nowhere to nag at his mind. No way one of his most important enemies was asking him to fuck him. “I am awake right?”
Zechs couldn’t help a chuckle, fingers going to his uniform as he undid the buttons there, then brushed the first layer of material aside as near violet eyes watched every action of his hands. “Of course. Before you ask why you, and not one of the others, I saw you, and decided that you were perfect.”
Duo had been moving towards the bed, and suddenly found his hands over Zechs’, stilling his actions before brushing them away to continue them for himself. “You want to be afraid you’ll be hurt?” Duo’s voice lowered, taking on a dark quality. “Then I am perfect.” His fingers abruptly changed from calmly unbuttoning to methodically shredding the clothes. His quick actions left Zechs splayed out over the bed nude before him. “I’ve never done this before.”
Zechs was watching Duo; his breath picked up with the excitement of the moment. That wildness, he wanted it. He may not be able to keep it, but he wanted it for this brief time. He pushed up to his elbows, heedless of his arousal and nudity for a brief moment. “Do you want to do this to me? With me?”
Duo drew in a deep breath as he shoved the larger teen back against the bed, leaning in to speak close to his face before he nipped over his chin, then down the line of his neck. “To you. I don’t trust you enough to do it with you.”
Zechs visibly shivered at the silky tone to Duo’s voice. The smaller teen reached down to undo his fly, eyes intent on Zechs. His other hand threaded into Zechs’ hair and gave a slight pull that brought forth a low purr and an answer when he took too long. “To me then.”
“Yes, to you.” Duo leaned in, kissing Zechs full on the mouth, at last, teeth nipping over his lower lip as he shimmied out of his pants. “Only to you, not with, but that’s what you asked me to do, isn’t it?”
Zechs closed his eyes, hand reaching up beneath the pillows above him for the lube he hoped that Duo would be willing to use. “Yes, that’s exactly what I want.” He arched up into the smaller form as arousal met arousal, a gasp falling from his lips.
Zechs offered the little tube to Duo, and the braided teen took it, watching Zechs closely. He decided it wouldn’t hinder the idea, and set about running the cool oil over himself as he descended for another kiss, his free hand playing over muscle and taught skin. He moved the oil to Zechs seconds later, kneading the sensitive area with his fingers before drawing away, giving Zechs little time to do anything but groan as he was deprived of the sensation much too soon. Duo then placed himself at the ill-prepared entrance, leaning over Zechs with a sound near a growl. “You want me to take you, then beg it from me.” Duo slid a hand down, fingers twisting a nipple slightly. Zechs gasped sharply, eyes closing as the twist was met with a tug to his hair, his own hands ghosting up Duo’s sides only to quickly be restrained at his sides, all other touch abandoned. “Beg.”
Zechs whimpered in the back of his throat, and he peered up at the fierce eyes of the teen above him. “Please. Please, take me now.” Zechs had asked for this to toss away his pride for a little while, so he’d damn well do it properly. He flexed his hips up against Duo, and the braided teen grinned darkly.
“My pleasure.” Duo gave a quick, hard thrust, his eyes closing as he took in the heat around him, a low groan escaping his throat. His eyes flickered open and he met the icy blue of Zechs’. Then he just let go, putting all his passion and strength into his willing captive. His thrusts were sharp and hard, drawing an array of gasps and groans from the blonde as he moved over him. He came in a flurry of shudders that left him gasping. After he spent himself, he could still feel Zechs’ arousal against him, and he found he simply did not care enough to do anything about it.
Odd as it was, Zechs didn’t really care either. “Thank you.”
Duo smirked, rolling away from the blonde and putting his clothes back into place with quick fingers. “Just think of it as playtime, won’t you?”
Zechs pushed himself gingerly up into a seated position, tongue flicking over his lips briefly. “Oh, I will.” After a quick mental debate, the blond inclined his head to the now fully dressed teen before ducking back out of the room the same way he’d entered, taking his tattered clothes with him.
Heero was staring at the screen, and he slowly turned his wide-eyed gaze on Duo. “I’ve never seen you so…” Heero trailed off, gesturing vaguely.
Duo pried his eyes from the screen, and his mind from the memories, to look at Heero. “So..?” He wasn’t exactly eager to face questions at the moment, the reminder of that particular encounter renewed in his mind, leaving him in a very, very aroused state.
Heero shook his head a little, a slow, lecherous grin inching across his face. “So in charge of a sexual situation.”
Duo returned the look, crawling over Heero. “What do you think about me showing you?” The only response he got to that was a pleased smile.
Zechs eyed the package he’d gotten in the mail from Sabintha dubiously before popping it into the tape player. Certainly it wasn’t… “Damn it! I thought I’d gotten all the cameras in there!”