more evilness
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mikkenekoGundam Wing, furry, tentacle sex. In conjunction with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
windandwater and askerian, other entries to be found here *hits head on screen* If you came here looking for absolute proof that I have no shame and really will write anything, read on. Otherwise, flee for your life.
In case anyone got confused, this section is significantly later in the series -- after they've had a little hot threesome action, and Heero has gotten some sense fucked into him, so to speak. ^^;
Even after Wufei had left, Duo continued to scratch that the elegantly carved wood, relieving his frustrations somewhat. He paused, tilting his ears to the side, but could no longer hear the faint echoing splashes as the dragon moved away.
With a sigh, he gave up on sharpening his claws and settled down, tucking himself into as tight a ball as he could manage. He was still tired, despite a full half-day of sleep, and his normally cheerful spirits were flagging.
At least, for the first time in a while, he was free to move about. Unwillingly, he glanced down to the cave floor, where Wufei had left Heero chained. He felt like he ought to be taking some sort of vicious satisfaction at the sight -- finally, the arrogant dog was getting what he deserved! -- but for some reason, it only made him feel unhappy and oppressed... as though *he* was the one chained down.
He snorted silently at his own foolishness, and hunkered down closer to the wood. Probably it was just one more wrong thing in this unfamiliar place. After all, it wasn't like he gave a damn about what Heero felt! Not after the way that dog had treated him. Whatever gave Wufei the idea that he would stay here just for Heero's sake?
Duo shifted uncomfortably; this wasn't really a good place for a nap. No, the only reason he didn't leave was because... because there wasn't anyplace else to go. It was an unpleasant realization, but an unavoidable one. The only place he had to call home was... Heero's den. That thought was a startling one, but before he could stop himself he found himself thinking longingly of the burrow, with its sturdy, plain furniture and warm nest of furs.
But he could hardly go back there without Heero, Duo thought miserably. The bed would be cold without him, and... and there would be no difference between staying there and wandering homeless through the woods again; either way, he'd be alone.
Fiercely, he pushed the traitorous thoughts away. He'd rather be alone, if that was what it took to be free, then always someone else's slave!
And yet, it seemed that in running away, he'd done no better than to trade one master for another, he realized miserably. Well, it was hardly his fault that they were both stuck here! How was he supposed to know that there was a dragon living on the borders of Heero's Territory? It wasn't like he'd gone looking for him or anything. And it was Heero's own fault if he'd decided to come after him! Now they were both stuck with this arrogant, perverted, oversized lizard.
Stupid butterfly, he thought venomously. I hope a spider ate it.
Thinking of Wufei, not surprisingly, brought a blush to his skin. Much as he'd like to blame Wufei's manipulative skills, he couldn't deny that he had enjoyed what the older man did to him. A lot. Sex with Heero had always been amazing, but this -- was a whole order of magnitude different. Wufei had many more years of experience on him, so that was one advantage he had... but as much as he hated to admit it, he probably wouldn't have responded so well to Wufei if he didn't find him so attractive.
He didn't really like to think that; in some way, it felt uncomfortably like he was betraying Heero. But Wufei was attractive in a different way -- where Heero was all raw power, strength and heat and passion, and even though he was Canine and not Feline, they were still akin, and there was the comfort of familiarity. Much of Wufei's appeal, however, sprang from the very alienness of his nature; everything about him, from his skin to his eyes to his -- Well! Those had taken some getting used to, but already he was coming to see them as natural and normal.
Not to mention very agile. Duo felt his skin heat at the memory.
But in more than just his physical appearance, Wufei was different. He was exotic and mysterious, and much as he tried not to, Duo found himself drawn to the enigma Wufei presented.
Curiosity killed the cat, he thought woefully.
Shifting position again, Duo winced as something sharp dug into his paw. He scowled at the offending splinter, and wished he hadn't been quite so enthusiastic about tearing up the wood. This really wasn't a good place for a nap. He sighed.
"Bored, are you?"
Duo started, muscles tensing as he whipped his head around in the direction of the voice. Heero, however, didn't even look up, his attention still seemingly occupied by the manacle around his wrist.
"It's not like you're the most entertaining of company," he shot back. "I could have a better conversation with the wall."
"So why don't you leave?" He did look up now, and his dark blue eyes pinned Duo to the spot. "There's no chain around your neck to keep you here."
"What, you want me to leave you alone?" Duo bristled slightly at Heero's words, especially since they struck a chord of truth. Why should he stay here?
Heero shrugged indifferently. "Do what you want. But it doesn't make any sense for both of us to be stuck here, waiting on that arrogant bastard's pleasure." Bitterness was clear in his voice. "Unless of course, you want to..."
"Hardly!" Duo snorted, nettled. But his confidence was feigned. Chewing on his lip, he looked from Heero, to the entrance to the cave, back again.
Well. He might not be sure what he wanted, but he knew what he didn't want. All this sitting around and brooding wasn't good for him.
Decision made, Duo jumped down from his perch and headed determinedly towards the hole in the roof.
Heero's heart leapt into his throat as he watched the tip of that chestnut tail disappear through the hole in the roof. In spite of his stoic words, he never expected that Duo would actually go... and leave him here, alone. For a moment, he opened his mouth as though to call after Duo, but no sound would come out for a long moment, and then he slumped back down to the floor, numb. He couldn't do it; he couldn't call out to Duo, because doing so would make plain his weakness and dependance, and... now it was too late, and Duo was surely out of hearing.
Despondent, he curled up on the cold stone floor, trying to conserve as much heat as he could. For no reason at all, the cave felt colder without Duo in it. He didn't think he'd been wrong, in telling Duo to go... there was no reason for him to stay, just so that Wufei could abuse the cat further. He'd already had enough of that, before Heero had found them. A shiver ran down Heero's spine at the thought. No, it was better for Duo to leave.
But still, secretly, he had hoped that Duo would stay... for him. It was a stupid hope, really; Duo had said himself that Heero was no better than Wufei. Why on Earth would he stay, when he could be free of both of them? He'd been hurt enough, humiliated enough already. Heero shivered in his chains. The irony of the situation was not lost on him. Now, he was the captive -- he refused to think of himself as a 'slave' -- and Duo was the free one.
What would happen to his Territory, he wondered, now that he was no longer able to patrol and maintain the borders? No doubt the surrounding Packs would take it over -- it was even odds whether they would tear down his den, or just move a new family in. He wasn't sure which would be worse. But either way, he would be back where he started four years ago; a Loner with no status, no Territory... no pack.
A low whimper forced itself from his throat, before he managed to choke it off. It was funny; he hadn't thought of himself as a Loner in months. Not since he'd met Duo.
Duo was gone now. Just like all the others in his pack; his friends... his family.
Lonely, cold, and miserable, it seemed just the icing on the cake when his stomach began to clamor for attention. He would even welcome some of that disgusting fish now, if it were here. He would even welcome Wufei's presence, if he were here.
Heero didn't know how long he huddled there, aching, when movement from the cave exit caught his eye. His first confused thought was that Wufei was returning, and would be angry to find Duo really gone this time, until he registered that the movement was from the hole in the roof, not the lake.
His head shot up, ears pricking up towards that side of the cave, and he stared incredulously as Duo cautiously picked his way down the steep, unevenly sloped walls. He was using both hands, with the bloodied carcass of a large bird held in his mouth for safekeeping.
Duo hopped down to the cave floor, and reached up to take the bird from his mouth, spitting out a feather. He smiled over at Heero, though it was a bit uncertain. "Hey... uh... you hungry?"
Dumbfounded, Heero just looked from the bird to Duo's face, not answering. Fidgeting uncomfortably, Duo looked away and started over to his side. Stopping and crouching a few feet away, he held out the bird like a peace offering. "You didn't seem to think much of the fish, so I thought while I was out, I'd get you something."
The smell of freshly killed bird slapped Heero in the face, and it was that which convinced him that this was real and not a figment of his imagination. He found his voice. "You came back!"
"Well... yeah. I figure, where else am I gonna go?" Duo shrugged uncomfortably. "I mean, I apparently have the words 'Fucktoy Free for Claiming' tattooed on my body in some kind of ink visible only to alphas. I've already collected two Masters, the last thing I need is more. So I guess I'll take my chances here."
"Idiot," Heero choked out, before his throat closed up. His chest felt like it was melting. To disguise his lack of words, he picked up the bird and bit into it, tearing out a mouthful of feathers.
Duo smiled, perking up as his offering was accepted. "Yeah, but I'm your idiot," he mumbled under his breath.
Unfortunately, Heero's sharp ears caught it, and he stopped, looking up from the bird. "Only if you want to be," he said, and his voice was devoid of all teasing.
"Heero, you..." Duo seemed about to say more, but trailed off, uncertain what to say. Heero, shaking his head, cut him off.
"Look, Duo..." he looked down, hunching his shoulders uncomfortably. "I mean... I can't make you do anything any more." He tugged on the chains with distaste. "But even if I were free and you weren't, I don't think... I mean... I don't think I could make you stay if you didn't want to. I'm just now realizing that."
He stopped, and looked up into Duo's surprised face with a serious expression. "You were right when you said... you said that I wasn't much better than Wufei. I guess it's my fault that we both got into this mess. But I would still... like it if... you... chose... to stay."
He forced the last words out with a great effort, and his heart beat as fast as it had been after they had faced and defeated Trant. With a great deal of effort, he snuck a glance upwards to see Duo's reaction. It seemed to mostly consist of surprise. That could be a good thing... right...?
Suddenly, in a blur of motion, the still-uneaten bird was snatched out of his hands. He gasped, panic beginning to rise in his throat as Duo grabbed it and pulled it out of his reach. He wasn't...
In a quick flurry of razor-sharp claws, bloody feathers flew everywhere as Duo efficiently plucked and dressed the bird. He ripped out a good piece of meat, much more quickly and efficiently than Heero could have done without a knife, and in another moment held it out in front of Heero's face.
Slowly, uncertainly, Heero glanced up into Duo's face, seeking permission. When he spoke, his voice was suspiciously rough. "Eat up, dog -- it seems that for as long as you're leashed down here, I'm going to be hunting for you."
waaaawwwwwww!!
Next up: sex...
warning -- NC-17 2x1. *grin*
Heero gave Duo his most withering glare as the Feline approached, but Duo ignored it. Less obviously, Heero tried to crane his neck to see what Duo was carrying, but whatever it was, it was too small for Heero to identify.
Then Duo was behind him, and the hair pricked on the back of Heero's neck as he tried and failed to twist around to get a glimpse of him. He nearly jumped out of his skin as the first touch landed, on the backs of his furred thighs. Duo didn't waste any time; his hands moved boldly up over Heero's ass, dipping down between his legs to his groin. His nerves tingled with anticipated, and Heero inhaled sharply as Duo's knowing hands fondled him. So different from Wufei's touch; his hands were warm, soft, familiar, and -- at least to his body if not to his mind -- welcome.
He wouldn't have thought he could have ever had sex again, after last night, and yet... Duo never failed to produce this reaction from him. From his scent, it was obvious that Duo was both aroused and excited, and even as angry as he was, he responded to that scent without meaning to. His breath sped up, skin heating, and Heero felt his sex growing hard and heavy. With only an inch or two of space between his skin and the cold floor, he could feel a slight draft moving across his chest and belly, and shivered again.
A half-purring chuckle sounded from behind him, as Duo increased the speed of his strokes. "You want this too, ne?" he whispered breathlessly. Unable to speak, Heero still produced an emphatically negative growl. Rather predictably, Duo ignored it.
Heero tensed hard as he felt something that wasn't Duo's hand suddenly encircled the tip of his arousal. Something cool and hard slid down his shaft, making him squirm, until it settled snugly around the base of his cock. Too snugly. Heero realized with dismay that he could distinctly feel every pulse of blood in his groin, and his heartbeat was quickly accelerating as he realized what it was. He tried to protest as Duo's hand returned to stroking his aching shaft, but was again stopped by the gag in his mouth.
"Not so dominant now, huh Heero?" Duo said smugly, over Heero's muffled protest. "You want to come, don't you, Heero? You really need to." He paused for a minute, savoring the tortured moan that Heero gave in reply. He leaned forward, bringing his face into Heero's sight range, and the wolf twisted his neck to try and see him. His smile widened. "I'll let you come Heero... if you beg me to."
Heero's eyes widened to the size of saucers as the meaning of Duo's words sank in. With the cock ring on, there was no way he could gain release unless Duo took it off. He would have to beg Duo to let him... but with the gag in his mouth, he couldn't. And that sadistic cat knew it very well.
Duo chuckled evilly, as if confirming Heero's thoughts, and in his head, Heero gave a helpless moan. He was completely at Duo's mercy... and the cat had just proved that he had none.
Duo's head vanished from his field of vision, and Heero took a deep breath, trying to steel himself. There was no way he was going to let Duo get the better of him -- not going to let that cat dominate him!. Anger and resentment rose in him, and he fostered it, letting it distract him from the heat of his skin. Duo had no right to take advantage of him when he was helpless this way! It was bad enough when Wufei did it, that rat-bastard -- but Duo should know better! He'd had that done to him too many times, already, that he shouldn't even consider forcing others like he had been...
With a cold little jolt, Heero realized that he was the one who had been taking advantage of Duo. That Duo was doing no worse to him than -- as he himself had said -- payback. Resentment and anger were washed away by a sudden confused guilt.
But it's not the same, a betrayed little whisper stayed. I trusted him... I told him...
That thought stiffened his resolve, and he deliberately lowered his head, ignoring Duo's presence behind him. He was no submissive slave. Whatever Duo did to him, he could ignore.
Duo glared at the Canine's tensed back, biting his lip to keep from screaming in frustration. It wasn't fair! This was the first chance, might be the only chance, that he could be this way with Heero, and the Canine was being stubborn. Duo had his own stubborn moments, of course, but not even he could compete with Heero in his full alpha-dominant-stubborn mode.
Not that he wasn't going to try his damndest.
He rubbed his body over Heero's, purring in the seductive way that always drove Heero crazy. It was like humping a wall. Heero's body was rock-taut and he didn't react at all to Duo's efforts; Duo found it hard to keep up the purr. He ran his hands over Heero's skin, seeking out all his lover's most sensitive places -- with no more effect than before. The only sound that filled the cavern was Heero's low, constant, furious growl.
Duo scowled. A change of plans was called for. Sliding down off of Heero's back, giving one last wriggle for good measure, he settled in between Heero's legs. He wrapped his arms around Heero's hips, bracing himself against the ground, and pulled.
Heero didn't have the leverage to resist the movement; with a startled yelp, he slid backwards, claws scraping against the stone. Duo nudged his knees apart, taking up the slack in the chain by spreading his legs wide, and Heero's hands stretched out in front of him as he was pulled to the end of the chain.
Duo draped himself over Heero's back, pinning the Canine down in the new position. He purred a little with smug satisfaction, as he felt the shiver running down Heero's spine. The Feline slowly made his way down Heero's back, rubbing his cheek along the line of bones beneath the skin. Reaching the small of Heero's back, he ran his tongue on a line between Heero's hips to the base of his thick, bushy tail. Heero arched his back, muscles bunching against the chains, when he nuzzled under Heero's tail, purring hard.
Duo took a deep breath, inhaling Heero's scent, and let it out slowly, watching the minute twitches under Heero's skin. No matter how unaffected Heero seemed to be, he couldn't hide the arousal thick in his scent. "You really are liking this," he said, half to Heero, half to himself. He went on, as much trying to convince himself as tease Heero, "In fact, you're almost enjoying it a little too much..."
A sudden increase in the volume of the low, constant growl was Duo's only warning, before Heero suddenly began thrashing, lashing out as best he could. Duo yelped and jumped backwards, his own foot getting tangled in the chain and nearly tripping. Heero's head was craned almost painfully back over his neck, delivering a piercing, fiery glare, and for a moment Duo almost reconsidered.
But then he took another breath of that alluring smell -- fury mixed with lust and just an undertone of fear -- and caught a glimpse of Heero's angry, throbbing erection, and his own resolve firmed. This might be the only chance he got, and damn it, Heero was going to enjoy this too, even if it killed him!
He pounced back on Heero, wrapping his arms around Heero's thighs, restricting his movement. Heero tried to buck his hips, throwing him off, and Duo decided he'd had just about enough of that nonsense. "Stop that," he commanded, trying to put a growl in his own voice. He tightened his grip, burying his face in Heero's lower back, while one hand sought under Heero's body and caught his balls in an uncompromising grip. "Hold still, Heero, unless you wanna tear something loose..."
Heero froze, every muscle tight and quivering, and Duo grinned in triumph. He loosened his grip slightly, changing the pressure of his hands from a threat to a massage, and didn't miss the slight trembling of Heero's legs in response. Still, he kept his grip, holding it as an unspoken threat on Heero's good behavior, as he shifted down to lean against the back of Heero's thighs.
With his free hand, he swiped Heero's bushy tail out of the way, and took just a moment to savor the anticipation, before leaning forward to run his tongue around the skin of Heero's entrance.
His sharp hearing didn't miss the barely-audible moan that fell from Heero's throat, and he smiled again as he moved to a lower target. He could get Heero, he knew he could. There were some things that not even an alpha as stubborn as Heero could resist.
Heero shuddered violently, fighting to regain control of himself, but his tenuous control slipped away as Duo pushed one finger into his ass without warning. He jerked, trying to pull himself forward with the taut chain, but Duo wrapped his free arm around Heero's thighs and pulled him back. He pushed his finger further into Heero, stretching and probing. It was uncomfortable, even with the mind-bending distraction of the heat and suction on his balls, and Heero twisted his body, trying to move away.
Then, abruptly, Duo pulled his finger out and plunged in with two; before the slight pain really registered, though, Heero flung his head back and bucked his hips as Duo found his sweet spot. Through a blank haze of pleasure, he felt Duo's mouth move away, and distantly heard a wicked laugh. His erection throbbed, aching with need for release, and for a moment, he was almost grateful for the gag Duo had forced on him. If not for that, he had no doubt he'd be begging for Duo to fuck him, anything to let him come.
In the next moment, though, that thought was washed away as Duo manipulated his sweet spot ruthlessly. He felt as though he would shake apart, or burst at the seams, and unconsciously he found himself rubbing his cock against the cold floor, trying to work up enough friction to overcome to restraint.
The torment eased for a moment, and Heero had just time to draw a shaky breath before Duo added a third finger to the two he'd been using before. Snarls and unintelligable curses welled up in his throat, muffled and garbled by the gag.
"What are you saying, Heero?" Duo said, the false innocence in his voice betrayed by the husky undertone. "I don't understand you. Why don't you speak up?"
Even if he weren't gagged, Heero didn't think he could have answered; he was too busy trying keep what was left of his sanity. Not that Duo was waiting on an answer. "Oh! Is that all?" He continued, just as though Heero had given him an answer. "Well, why didn't you say so before?"
Finally! -- he removed his fingers, moving his hands over to stroke Heero's hips. Feeling as boneless as if he'd been sick with a fever for months, Heero entertained a moment of hope. Surely he'd be satisfied now, and have mercy...
His hopes were shattered with Duo's next gleeful words. "If you wanted me to fuck you, Heero, all you had to do was ask!" His hands seized Heero's furred hips, and he was pushing himself up and in even as Heero's eyes flew open, making a startled noise of denial.
Duo's hot, throbbing cock rubbed eagerly against the crevice of Heero's ass, proof of just how much Duo himself was enjoying this. His thighs settled between Heero's, nudging them wider and spreading his ass for access. Heero had an instant of fear -- just a flash -- that Duo's inexperience and excitement would do damage, but that was all he had time for before the head of Duo's cock set against his entrance and thrust in.
Heero's muted shout was nearly drowned out by Duo's piercing, exultant cry. There was a moment's stillness, as the echoes bounced off the cave walls and died, (this is when Wufei comes in, though we don't know it until later) when all that could be heard was two harsh, irregular cadences of breathing. Then, with a low groan, Duo pulled out slightly and began to move.
His eyes tightly closed once more, Heero felt for a moment oddly lightheaded and detached. He felt foolish, now, for his instant of fear -- even in his excitement and without lubrication, Duo was being careful. He hadn't gone so far in his revenge as to cause hurt, and Heero felt some knot of betrayal loosen from around his throat. Duo was moving, if not exactly gently, not so roughly as to cause damage, and Heero found that he was excited by the roughness even in spite of his helpless position.
Having Duo inside him was nothing like Wufei's tentacles had been. His pulsing member was stiff, unyielding, almost clumsy in comparison -- but so warm. Heat flared in his groin and spread through him, erasing the lingering chill of cold stone and metal, and for the first time amidst all the tormenting pleasure, Heero began to enjoy himself.
He started moving with Duo, thrusting back in time with Duo's strokes, and by actively doing so it was thought he had regained some measure of control. Duo shifted position behind him, inside of him, stroking his hands over Heero's belly and down to grip his cock; shocks ran up Heero's spine as the changed angle brought a jolt to his pleasure spot.
Duo began to speed up, and Heero shook with every thrust, close to exhaustion from having been denied so long. He almost didn't register when Duo's fingers tightened around that damnable cock ring, tugging it up along his swollen arousal and over the head.
White light flashed behind Heero's closed eyelids, and his body clenched as his climax exploded from him. "Ah... Heero!" Duo cried behind him, thrusting one final time as Heero tightened around his cock. Throwing his head back with an exultant shout, he thrust one more time into Heero's passage, releasing his own come inside Heero's body.
Still in the grips of his climax, a sudden unidentifiable feeling of alarm jangled at Heero's nerves. Even as Duo's seed pulsed into him, his eyes snapped open, and his gaze flew across the cavern straight to the glittering black eyes of the dragon.
This part immedietely follows the previous part of the story.
Slowly, as though in a dream, Wufei moved forward into the cave, leaving the water behind him. His eyes were fixed on the scene before him, drawn towards it like a moth to a flame. Heero's gaze was locked with his, seemingly frozen in place.
When he first returned to the cave, just in time to see Duo slide into Heero with a shout, he'd been too stunned to move. He had, of course, toyed with the vision of seeing his two pets play together. But the idle fancies of his imagination came nowhere near the reality.
He had not imagined that the pretty neko had it in him to be so aggressive, or the way he would compulsively rub his face over Heero's back, marking him with his scent. He had not imagined that Heero had it in him to submit this way, nor the exquisite expression on his face as he did, nor the strangled moans of pleasure that leaked out from behind the gag.
Heero had never made those sounds for him.
As he'd watched them, frozen in place, an unfamiliar emotion began to stir in him, dark and resentful. Heero had never done that... for him. Even Duo, who was a compliant lover for him, had never taken the initiative with Wufei like he was now with Heero. Why not? He was better than either of them; not to brag, but it was the simple truth... he was far more experienced and practiced than either of these hopeless young mammals could ever dream of being.
What Duo lacked in endurance, he more than made up for in enthusiasm; his cries of pleasure filled the cave, and if Heero's frantic movements were any indication, he would be just as loud if he could. --And where had Duo found that ball gag? Wufei could have sworn he'd locked that chest after he had used it last...
Heero arched his back, crying out through the gag, as he climaxed. The expression on his face was one of such perfect ecstacy that Wufei had found himself almost unconsciously drawn forward. Duo's exultant shouts were the perfect background, ringing in his ears as he moved ever so slightly over the floor.
And then Heero's eyes snapped open, and Wufei had been arrested by the intensity of the color. His eyes were still clouded with lust, but wide and alarmed, and -- for the first time since Wufei had seen the Canine male snarling on his cave floor -- vulnerable.
It was that vulnerability, even more than the sheer erotic artistry of the scene, that drew Wufei forward.
He wanted that vulnerability -- wanted it now -- with more urgency than he'd felt towards anything in a long time. His blood stirred, quickened by the mix of emotions that were running freely through his system. Heero's eyes stayed locked with his, fear showing in them increasingly as Wufei advanced. But for once, instead of warning him to stop and back off, that fear only increased his hunger.
He was close, almost close enough to reach out one tentacle and brush against that skin, when without warning Duo stepped in front of him. Wufei blinked, startled, as the Feline half-stood and half-crouched between him and Heero. "Leave him alone," Duo ordered him peremptorily. His eyes were narrowed and the fur along his spine stood up. "Don't touch him."
Wufei halted, momentarily taken aback. Duo knew perfectly well how strong Wufei was; did he honestly think he could stop him? His eyes narrowed slightly, the only outward change of expression as his emotions surged. What made Duo think that he could give him, Wufei, orders? They both belonged to him, the stubborn Canine and his spirited Feline lover, and if he wanted to take them, then by the Gods he would!
He started to move forward again; Duo flinched slightly but held his ground. Wufei realized, now that he looked more closely, that Duo was trembling sligtly behind his facade of bravado, that the same fear was in his eyes as Heero's. He glanced behind Duo, and saw that Heero had moved as close to Duo as his restraints would allow. And he saw the way that Duo was half-standing over Heero, his arms spread out posessively -- no -- protectively. Even when he knew that he didn't have the strength to physically challenge the Dragon.
That thought was enough to chill his blood again. They were afraid of him, they both were, and yet Duo still stood up to Wufei, because...
Abruptly, Wufei turned away. "Clean up your mess," he ordered Duo coolly. "Unless of course you want him to catch a cold because of your antics."
He slithered away, towards his bookshelf; he hoped that some meditative reading could calm his body and mind. He needed some time to think, to settle himself again. And he hoped that Duo would be able to take care of Heero, because right now he didn't trust himself to go near either of them.
As Wufei turned away, Duo expelled a shaky sigh of relief. Damn, that had been a close one! He'd never seen that expression of... of hunger on Wufei's face before, and it had scared him more than he cared to admit. Yet, at the same time, part of his fear had been because it was Heero that the expression was directed towards. And along with that fear, had come anger.
Still... damn! Duo cursed himself for his inattention, among other things. He turned around and knelt down, in front of Heero. Heero's eyes were closed, and his hands clenched around the chains. Duo could almost feel the fear and anger and shame radiating off him, and a fresh stab of guilt assailed him. This was partly his fault.
"Are you all right?" he said softly as he reached out to undo the buckle on the ball gag. Heero opened his mouth slowly, allowing Duo to take the gag out and toss it behind them; there were deep gouges in the wood from Heero's teeth.
It was a moment before Heero responded. "I've been better."
"I'm really sorry," Duo whispered miserably. Not only had he taken advantage of Heero, but inadvertantly exposed him to Wufei in doing so. Heero opened his eyes and looked up at him, and as he moved Duo noticed a small streak of blood coming from his mouth. He placed his fingers under Heero's chin, and swiped at the blood with his thumb.
"S'ok," Heero muttered. There were more little smears of blood on the inside of his mouth as he talked -- probably, Duo realized, from splinters of wood that had cut into his gums. On an impulse, he leaned down and kissed Heero gently, tongue flicking into his mouth to soothe the cuts and clean out the blood.
He felt Heero's muscles unclench infintesimally, and after a moment Heero's hands relaxed their grip on the chain and came up to take hold of his arms instead. Thinking that Heero might be pushing him away, Duo eased out of the kiss and pulled back a little, only to be surprised when Heero tightened his grasp on Duo's arms, not letting him move away.
"Look, Heero, I know saying sorry doesn't do much good," Duo told him. "But I promises I won't even take advantage of you when you don't want me to again."
Heero gave a long, shuddering sigh that Duo more felt than heard. "It's not that I didn't want you to," he said quietly. "It's just... I didn't want for him to watch."
"Huh?" Duo looked at him, bewildered. Heero laid his head on Duo's knees, hiding his face.
His voice, when it came back again, was muffled. "I might have wanted to do that with you someday," Heero said. "Just... somewhere alone. Where there was just the two of us, without that monster watching us every minute."
"Oh." Duo was momentarily at a loss; he wasn't used to seeing Heero this subdued, and it made him unhappy and uneasy.
He pulled Heero further into his lap and hugged him fiercely. "Well, someday we will," he told Heero fiercely. "When we get out of here, we'll go back to your den, where nobody will ever bother us, and we'll do it again as many times as you like. And I'll stay... for as long as you want."
"I'd like that," Heero whispered. His voice had a note of wistfulness in it that alarmed Duo even more. Did Heero honestly believe they wouldn't get out?
That thought frightened him. Almost without thinking about it, he crawled into the place that had always made him feel safe and secure, in Heero's arms. He felt Heero clutch him in response, almost as hungry for reassurance as he was, and snuggled closer.
For a while, they just stayed like that. The cold stone made Duo shiver, and he wondered if he dared to go pull one of the marvelous blankets off the bed. But the bed was on the side of the cave where Wufei was, and he didn't want to do anything to attract the dragon's attention to them now. So instead, he just cuddled close to Heero, and let them warm each other.
"Go," Heero whispered, after so long that Duo had thought he was asleep. "Leave here and don't look back. You can be free. You don't need all this. Get out of here."
"I can't," Duo told him, just as softly. "Not as long as you're here."
There was a long silence, and then, "Thank you."
Duo wondered how Wufei had known.
windandwater and askerian, other entries to be found here *hits head on screen* If you came here looking for absolute proof that I have no shame and really will write anything, read on. Otherwise, flee for your life.In case anyone got confused, this section is significantly later in the series -- after they've had a little hot threesome action, and Heero has gotten some sense fucked into him, so to speak. ^^;
Even after Wufei had left, Duo continued to scratch that the elegantly carved wood, relieving his frustrations somewhat. He paused, tilting his ears to the side, but could no longer hear the faint echoing splashes as the dragon moved away.
With a sigh, he gave up on sharpening his claws and settled down, tucking himself into as tight a ball as he could manage. He was still tired, despite a full half-day of sleep, and his normally cheerful spirits were flagging.
At least, for the first time in a while, he was free to move about. Unwillingly, he glanced down to the cave floor, where Wufei had left Heero chained. He felt like he ought to be taking some sort of vicious satisfaction at the sight -- finally, the arrogant dog was getting what he deserved! -- but for some reason, it only made him feel unhappy and oppressed... as though *he* was the one chained down.
He snorted silently at his own foolishness, and hunkered down closer to the wood. Probably it was just one more wrong thing in this unfamiliar place. After all, it wasn't like he gave a damn about what Heero felt! Not after the way that dog had treated him. Whatever gave Wufei the idea that he would stay here just for Heero's sake?
Duo shifted uncomfortably; this wasn't really a good place for a nap. No, the only reason he didn't leave was because... because there wasn't anyplace else to go. It was an unpleasant realization, but an unavoidable one. The only place he had to call home was... Heero's den. That thought was a startling one, but before he could stop himself he found himself thinking longingly of the burrow, with its sturdy, plain furniture and warm nest of furs.
But he could hardly go back there without Heero, Duo thought miserably. The bed would be cold without him, and... and there would be no difference between staying there and wandering homeless through the woods again; either way, he'd be alone.
Fiercely, he pushed the traitorous thoughts away. He'd rather be alone, if that was what it took to be free, then always someone else's slave!
And yet, it seemed that in running away, he'd done no better than to trade one master for another, he realized miserably. Well, it was hardly his fault that they were both stuck here! How was he supposed to know that there was a dragon living on the borders of Heero's Territory? It wasn't like he'd gone looking for him or anything. And it was Heero's own fault if he'd decided to come after him! Now they were both stuck with this arrogant, perverted, oversized lizard.
Stupid butterfly, he thought venomously. I hope a spider ate it.
Thinking of Wufei, not surprisingly, brought a blush to his skin. Much as he'd like to blame Wufei's manipulative skills, he couldn't deny that he had enjoyed what the older man did to him. A lot. Sex with Heero had always been amazing, but this -- was a whole order of magnitude different. Wufei had many more years of experience on him, so that was one advantage he had... but as much as he hated to admit it, he probably wouldn't have responded so well to Wufei if he didn't find him so attractive.
He didn't really like to think that; in some way, it felt uncomfortably like he was betraying Heero. But Wufei was attractive in a different way -- where Heero was all raw power, strength and heat and passion, and even though he was Canine and not Feline, they were still akin, and there was the comfort of familiarity. Much of Wufei's appeal, however, sprang from the very alienness of his nature; everything about him, from his skin to his eyes to his -- Well! Those had taken some getting used to, but already he was coming to see them as natural and normal.
Not to mention very agile. Duo felt his skin heat at the memory.
But in more than just his physical appearance, Wufei was different. He was exotic and mysterious, and much as he tried not to, Duo found himself drawn to the enigma Wufei presented.
Curiosity killed the cat, he thought woefully.
Shifting position again, Duo winced as something sharp dug into his paw. He scowled at the offending splinter, and wished he hadn't been quite so enthusiastic about tearing up the wood. This really wasn't a good place for a nap. He sighed.
"Bored, are you?"
Duo started, muscles tensing as he whipped his head around in the direction of the voice. Heero, however, didn't even look up, his attention still seemingly occupied by the manacle around his wrist.
"It's not like you're the most entertaining of company," he shot back. "I could have a better conversation with the wall."
"So why don't you leave?" He did look up now, and his dark blue eyes pinned Duo to the spot. "There's no chain around your neck to keep you here."
"What, you want me to leave you alone?" Duo bristled slightly at Heero's words, especially since they struck a chord of truth. Why should he stay here?
Heero shrugged indifferently. "Do what you want. But it doesn't make any sense for both of us to be stuck here, waiting on that arrogant bastard's pleasure." Bitterness was clear in his voice. "Unless of course, you want to..."
"Hardly!" Duo snorted, nettled. But his confidence was feigned. Chewing on his lip, he looked from Heero, to the entrance to the cave, back again.
Well. He might not be sure what he wanted, but he knew what he didn't want. All this sitting around and brooding wasn't good for him.
Decision made, Duo jumped down from his perch and headed determinedly towards the hole in the roof.
Heero's heart leapt into his throat as he watched the tip of that chestnut tail disappear through the hole in the roof. In spite of his stoic words, he never expected that Duo would actually go... and leave him here, alone. For a moment, he opened his mouth as though to call after Duo, but no sound would come out for a long moment, and then he slumped back down to the floor, numb. He couldn't do it; he couldn't call out to Duo, because doing so would make plain his weakness and dependance, and... now it was too late, and Duo was surely out of hearing.
Despondent, he curled up on the cold stone floor, trying to conserve as much heat as he could. For no reason at all, the cave felt colder without Duo in it. He didn't think he'd been wrong, in telling Duo to go... there was no reason for him to stay, just so that Wufei could abuse the cat further. He'd already had enough of that, before Heero had found them. A shiver ran down Heero's spine at the thought. No, it was better for Duo to leave.
But still, secretly, he had hoped that Duo would stay... for him. It was a stupid hope, really; Duo had said himself that Heero was no better than Wufei. Why on Earth would he stay, when he could be free of both of them? He'd been hurt enough, humiliated enough already. Heero shivered in his chains. The irony of the situation was not lost on him. Now, he was the captive -- he refused to think of himself as a 'slave' -- and Duo was the free one.
What would happen to his Territory, he wondered, now that he was no longer able to patrol and maintain the borders? No doubt the surrounding Packs would take it over -- it was even odds whether they would tear down his den, or just move a new family in. He wasn't sure which would be worse. But either way, he would be back where he started four years ago; a Loner with no status, no Territory... no pack.
A low whimper forced itself from his throat, before he managed to choke it off. It was funny; he hadn't thought of himself as a Loner in months. Not since he'd met Duo.
Duo was gone now. Just like all the others in his pack; his friends... his family.
Lonely, cold, and miserable, it seemed just the icing on the cake when his stomach began to clamor for attention. He would even welcome some of that disgusting fish now, if it were here. He would even welcome Wufei's presence, if he were here.
Heero didn't know how long he huddled there, aching, when movement from the cave exit caught his eye. His first confused thought was that Wufei was returning, and would be angry to find Duo really gone this time, until he registered that the movement was from the hole in the roof, not the lake.
His head shot up, ears pricking up towards that side of the cave, and he stared incredulously as Duo cautiously picked his way down the steep, unevenly sloped walls. He was using both hands, with the bloodied carcass of a large bird held in his mouth for safekeeping.
Duo hopped down to the cave floor, and reached up to take the bird from his mouth, spitting out a feather. He smiled over at Heero, though it was a bit uncertain. "Hey... uh... you hungry?"
Dumbfounded, Heero just looked from the bird to Duo's face, not answering. Fidgeting uncomfortably, Duo looked away and started over to his side. Stopping and crouching a few feet away, he held out the bird like a peace offering. "You didn't seem to think much of the fish, so I thought while I was out, I'd get you something."
The smell of freshly killed bird slapped Heero in the face, and it was that which convinced him that this was real and not a figment of his imagination. He found his voice. "You came back!"
"Well... yeah. I figure, where else am I gonna go?" Duo shrugged uncomfortably. "I mean, I apparently have the words 'Fucktoy Free for Claiming' tattooed on my body in some kind of ink visible only to alphas. I've already collected two Masters, the last thing I need is more. So I guess I'll take my chances here."
"Idiot," Heero choked out, before his throat closed up. His chest felt like it was melting. To disguise his lack of words, he picked up the bird and bit into it, tearing out a mouthful of feathers.
Duo smiled, perking up as his offering was accepted. "Yeah, but I'm your idiot," he mumbled under his breath.
Unfortunately, Heero's sharp ears caught it, and he stopped, looking up from the bird. "Only if you want to be," he said, and his voice was devoid of all teasing.
"Heero, you..." Duo seemed about to say more, but trailed off, uncertain what to say. Heero, shaking his head, cut him off.
"Look, Duo..." he looked down, hunching his shoulders uncomfortably. "I mean... I can't make you do anything any more." He tugged on the chains with distaste. "But even if I were free and you weren't, I don't think... I mean... I don't think I could make you stay if you didn't want to. I'm just now realizing that."
He stopped, and looked up into Duo's surprised face with a serious expression. "You were right when you said... you said that I wasn't much better than Wufei. I guess it's my fault that we both got into this mess. But I would still... like it if... you... chose... to stay."
He forced the last words out with a great effort, and his heart beat as fast as it had been after they had faced and defeated Trant. With a great deal of effort, he snuck a glance upwards to see Duo's reaction. It seemed to mostly consist of surprise. That could be a good thing... right...?
Suddenly, in a blur of motion, the still-uneaten bird was snatched out of his hands. He gasped, panic beginning to rise in his throat as Duo grabbed it and pulled it out of his reach. He wasn't...
In a quick flurry of razor-sharp claws, bloody feathers flew everywhere as Duo efficiently plucked and dressed the bird. He ripped out a good piece of meat, much more quickly and efficiently than Heero could have done without a knife, and in another moment held it out in front of Heero's face.
Slowly, uncertainly, Heero glanced up into Duo's face, seeking permission. When he spoke, his voice was suspiciously rough. "Eat up, dog -- it seems that for as long as you're leashed down here, I'm going to be hunting for you."
waaaawwwwwww!!
Next up: sex...
warning -- NC-17 2x1. *grin*
Heero gave Duo his most withering glare as the Feline approached, but Duo ignored it. Less obviously, Heero tried to crane his neck to see what Duo was carrying, but whatever it was, it was too small for Heero to identify.
Then Duo was behind him, and the hair pricked on the back of Heero's neck as he tried and failed to twist around to get a glimpse of him. He nearly jumped out of his skin as the first touch landed, on the backs of his furred thighs. Duo didn't waste any time; his hands moved boldly up over Heero's ass, dipping down between his legs to his groin. His nerves tingled with anticipated, and Heero inhaled sharply as Duo's knowing hands fondled him. So different from Wufei's touch; his hands were warm, soft, familiar, and -- at least to his body if not to his mind -- welcome.
He wouldn't have thought he could have ever had sex again, after last night, and yet... Duo never failed to produce this reaction from him. From his scent, it was obvious that Duo was both aroused and excited, and even as angry as he was, he responded to that scent without meaning to. His breath sped up, skin heating, and Heero felt his sex growing hard and heavy. With only an inch or two of space between his skin and the cold floor, he could feel a slight draft moving across his chest and belly, and shivered again.
A half-purring chuckle sounded from behind him, as Duo increased the speed of his strokes. "You want this too, ne?" he whispered breathlessly. Unable to speak, Heero still produced an emphatically negative growl. Rather predictably, Duo ignored it.
Heero tensed hard as he felt something that wasn't Duo's hand suddenly encircled the tip of his arousal. Something cool and hard slid down his shaft, making him squirm, until it settled snugly around the base of his cock. Too snugly. Heero realized with dismay that he could distinctly feel every pulse of blood in his groin, and his heartbeat was quickly accelerating as he realized what it was. He tried to protest as Duo's hand returned to stroking his aching shaft, but was again stopped by the gag in his mouth.
"Not so dominant now, huh Heero?" Duo said smugly, over Heero's muffled protest. "You want to come, don't you, Heero? You really need to." He paused for a minute, savoring the tortured moan that Heero gave in reply. He leaned forward, bringing his face into Heero's sight range, and the wolf twisted his neck to try and see him. His smile widened. "I'll let you come Heero... if you beg me to."
Heero's eyes widened to the size of saucers as the meaning of Duo's words sank in. With the cock ring on, there was no way he could gain release unless Duo took it off. He would have to beg Duo to let him... but with the gag in his mouth, he couldn't. And that sadistic cat knew it very well.
Duo chuckled evilly, as if confirming Heero's thoughts, and in his head, Heero gave a helpless moan. He was completely at Duo's mercy... and the cat had just proved that he had none.
Duo's head vanished from his field of vision, and Heero took a deep breath, trying to steel himself. There was no way he was going to let Duo get the better of him -- not going to let that cat dominate him!. Anger and resentment rose in him, and he fostered it, letting it distract him from the heat of his skin. Duo had no right to take advantage of him when he was helpless this way! It was bad enough when Wufei did it, that rat-bastard -- but Duo should know better! He'd had that done to him too many times, already, that he shouldn't even consider forcing others like he had been...
With a cold little jolt, Heero realized that he was the one who had been taking advantage of Duo. That Duo was doing no worse to him than -- as he himself had said -- payback. Resentment and anger were washed away by a sudden confused guilt.
But it's not the same, a betrayed little whisper stayed. I trusted him... I told him...
That thought stiffened his resolve, and he deliberately lowered his head, ignoring Duo's presence behind him. He was no submissive slave. Whatever Duo did to him, he could ignore.
Duo glared at the Canine's tensed back, biting his lip to keep from screaming in frustration. It wasn't fair! This was the first chance, might be the only chance, that he could be this way with Heero, and the Canine was being stubborn. Duo had his own stubborn moments, of course, but not even he could compete with Heero in his full alpha-dominant-stubborn mode.
Not that he wasn't going to try his damndest.
He rubbed his body over Heero's, purring in the seductive way that always drove Heero crazy. It was like humping a wall. Heero's body was rock-taut and he didn't react at all to Duo's efforts; Duo found it hard to keep up the purr. He ran his hands over Heero's skin, seeking out all his lover's most sensitive places -- with no more effect than before. The only sound that filled the cavern was Heero's low, constant, furious growl.
Duo scowled. A change of plans was called for. Sliding down off of Heero's back, giving one last wriggle for good measure, he settled in between Heero's legs. He wrapped his arms around Heero's hips, bracing himself against the ground, and pulled.
Heero didn't have the leverage to resist the movement; with a startled yelp, he slid backwards, claws scraping against the stone. Duo nudged his knees apart, taking up the slack in the chain by spreading his legs wide, and Heero's hands stretched out in front of him as he was pulled to the end of the chain.
Duo draped himself over Heero's back, pinning the Canine down in the new position. He purred a little with smug satisfaction, as he felt the shiver running down Heero's spine. The Feline slowly made his way down Heero's back, rubbing his cheek along the line of bones beneath the skin. Reaching the small of Heero's back, he ran his tongue on a line between Heero's hips to the base of his thick, bushy tail. Heero arched his back, muscles bunching against the chains, when he nuzzled under Heero's tail, purring hard.
Duo took a deep breath, inhaling Heero's scent, and let it out slowly, watching the minute twitches under Heero's skin. No matter how unaffected Heero seemed to be, he couldn't hide the arousal thick in his scent. "You really are liking this," he said, half to Heero, half to himself. He went on, as much trying to convince himself as tease Heero, "In fact, you're almost enjoying it a little too much..."
A sudden increase in the volume of the low, constant growl was Duo's only warning, before Heero suddenly began thrashing, lashing out as best he could. Duo yelped and jumped backwards, his own foot getting tangled in the chain and nearly tripping. Heero's head was craned almost painfully back over his neck, delivering a piercing, fiery glare, and for a moment Duo almost reconsidered.
But then he took another breath of that alluring smell -- fury mixed with lust and just an undertone of fear -- and caught a glimpse of Heero's angry, throbbing erection, and his own resolve firmed. This might be the only chance he got, and damn it, Heero was going to enjoy this too, even if it killed him!
He pounced back on Heero, wrapping his arms around Heero's thighs, restricting his movement. Heero tried to buck his hips, throwing him off, and Duo decided he'd had just about enough of that nonsense. "Stop that," he commanded, trying to put a growl in his own voice. He tightened his grip, burying his face in Heero's lower back, while one hand sought under Heero's body and caught his balls in an uncompromising grip. "Hold still, Heero, unless you wanna tear something loose..."
Heero froze, every muscle tight and quivering, and Duo grinned in triumph. He loosened his grip slightly, changing the pressure of his hands from a threat to a massage, and didn't miss the slight trembling of Heero's legs in response. Still, he kept his grip, holding it as an unspoken threat on Heero's good behavior, as he shifted down to lean against the back of Heero's thighs.
With his free hand, he swiped Heero's bushy tail out of the way, and took just a moment to savor the anticipation, before leaning forward to run his tongue around the skin of Heero's entrance.
His sharp hearing didn't miss the barely-audible moan that fell from Heero's throat, and he smiled again as he moved to a lower target. He could get Heero, he knew he could. There were some things that not even an alpha as stubborn as Heero could resist.
Heero shuddered violently, fighting to regain control of himself, but his tenuous control slipped away as Duo pushed one finger into his ass without warning. He jerked, trying to pull himself forward with the taut chain, but Duo wrapped his free arm around Heero's thighs and pulled him back. He pushed his finger further into Heero, stretching and probing. It was uncomfortable, even with the mind-bending distraction of the heat and suction on his balls, and Heero twisted his body, trying to move away.
Then, abruptly, Duo pulled his finger out and plunged in with two; before the slight pain really registered, though, Heero flung his head back and bucked his hips as Duo found his sweet spot. Through a blank haze of pleasure, he felt Duo's mouth move away, and distantly heard a wicked laugh. His erection throbbed, aching with need for release, and for a moment, he was almost grateful for the gag Duo had forced on him. If not for that, he had no doubt he'd be begging for Duo to fuck him, anything to let him come.
In the next moment, though, that thought was washed away as Duo manipulated his sweet spot ruthlessly. He felt as though he would shake apart, or burst at the seams, and unconsciously he found himself rubbing his cock against the cold floor, trying to work up enough friction to overcome to restraint.
The torment eased for a moment, and Heero had just time to draw a shaky breath before Duo added a third finger to the two he'd been using before. Snarls and unintelligable curses welled up in his throat, muffled and garbled by the gag.
"What are you saying, Heero?" Duo said, the false innocence in his voice betrayed by the husky undertone. "I don't understand you. Why don't you speak up?"
Even if he weren't gagged, Heero didn't think he could have answered; he was too busy trying keep what was left of his sanity. Not that Duo was waiting on an answer. "Oh! Is that all?" He continued, just as though Heero had given him an answer. "Well, why didn't you say so before?"
Finally! -- he removed his fingers, moving his hands over to stroke Heero's hips. Feeling as boneless as if he'd been sick with a fever for months, Heero entertained a moment of hope. Surely he'd be satisfied now, and have mercy...
His hopes were shattered with Duo's next gleeful words. "If you wanted me to fuck you, Heero, all you had to do was ask!" His hands seized Heero's furred hips, and he was pushing himself up and in even as Heero's eyes flew open, making a startled noise of denial.
Duo's hot, throbbing cock rubbed eagerly against the crevice of Heero's ass, proof of just how much Duo himself was enjoying this. His thighs settled between Heero's, nudging them wider and spreading his ass for access. Heero had an instant of fear -- just a flash -- that Duo's inexperience and excitement would do damage, but that was all he had time for before the head of Duo's cock set against his entrance and thrust in.
Heero's muted shout was nearly drowned out by Duo's piercing, exultant cry. There was a moment's stillness, as the echoes bounced off the cave walls and died, (this is when Wufei comes in, though we don't know it until later) when all that could be heard was two harsh, irregular cadences of breathing. Then, with a low groan, Duo pulled out slightly and began to move.
His eyes tightly closed once more, Heero felt for a moment oddly lightheaded and detached. He felt foolish, now, for his instant of fear -- even in his excitement and without lubrication, Duo was being careful. He hadn't gone so far in his revenge as to cause hurt, and Heero felt some knot of betrayal loosen from around his throat. Duo was moving, if not exactly gently, not so roughly as to cause damage, and Heero found that he was excited by the roughness even in spite of his helpless position.
Having Duo inside him was nothing like Wufei's tentacles had been. His pulsing member was stiff, unyielding, almost clumsy in comparison -- but so warm. Heat flared in his groin and spread through him, erasing the lingering chill of cold stone and metal, and for the first time amidst all the tormenting pleasure, Heero began to enjoy himself.
He started moving with Duo, thrusting back in time with Duo's strokes, and by actively doing so it was thought he had regained some measure of control. Duo shifted position behind him, inside of him, stroking his hands over Heero's belly and down to grip his cock; shocks ran up Heero's spine as the changed angle brought a jolt to his pleasure spot.
Duo began to speed up, and Heero shook with every thrust, close to exhaustion from having been denied so long. He almost didn't register when Duo's fingers tightened around that damnable cock ring, tugging it up along his swollen arousal and over the head.
White light flashed behind Heero's closed eyelids, and his body clenched as his climax exploded from him. "Ah... Heero!" Duo cried behind him, thrusting one final time as Heero tightened around his cock. Throwing his head back with an exultant shout, he thrust one more time into Heero's passage, releasing his own come inside Heero's body.
Still in the grips of his climax, a sudden unidentifiable feeling of alarm jangled at Heero's nerves. Even as Duo's seed pulsed into him, his eyes snapped open, and his gaze flew across the cavern straight to the glittering black eyes of the dragon.
This part immedietely follows the previous part of the story.
Slowly, as though in a dream, Wufei moved forward into the cave, leaving the water behind him. His eyes were fixed on the scene before him, drawn towards it like a moth to a flame. Heero's gaze was locked with his, seemingly frozen in place.
When he first returned to the cave, just in time to see Duo slide into Heero with a shout, he'd been too stunned to move. He had, of course, toyed with the vision of seeing his two pets play together. But the idle fancies of his imagination came nowhere near the reality.
He had not imagined that the pretty neko had it in him to be so aggressive, or the way he would compulsively rub his face over Heero's back, marking him with his scent. He had not imagined that Heero had it in him to submit this way, nor the exquisite expression on his face as he did, nor the strangled moans of pleasure that leaked out from behind the gag.
Heero had never made those sounds for him.
As he'd watched them, frozen in place, an unfamiliar emotion began to stir in him, dark and resentful. Heero had never done that... for him. Even Duo, who was a compliant lover for him, had never taken the initiative with Wufei like he was now with Heero. Why not? He was better than either of them; not to brag, but it was the simple truth... he was far more experienced and practiced than either of these hopeless young mammals could ever dream of being.
What Duo lacked in endurance, he more than made up for in enthusiasm; his cries of pleasure filled the cave, and if Heero's frantic movements were any indication, he would be just as loud if he could. --And where had Duo found that ball gag? Wufei could have sworn he'd locked that chest after he had used it last...
Heero arched his back, crying out through the gag, as he climaxed. The expression on his face was one of such perfect ecstacy that Wufei had found himself almost unconsciously drawn forward. Duo's exultant shouts were the perfect background, ringing in his ears as he moved ever so slightly over the floor.
And then Heero's eyes snapped open, and Wufei had been arrested by the intensity of the color. His eyes were still clouded with lust, but wide and alarmed, and -- for the first time since Wufei had seen the Canine male snarling on his cave floor -- vulnerable.
It was that vulnerability, even more than the sheer erotic artistry of the scene, that drew Wufei forward.
He wanted that vulnerability -- wanted it now -- with more urgency than he'd felt towards anything in a long time. His blood stirred, quickened by the mix of emotions that were running freely through his system. Heero's eyes stayed locked with his, fear showing in them increasingly as Wufei advanced. But for once, instead of warning him to stop and back off, that fear only increased his hunger.
He was close, almost close enough to reach out one tentacle and brush against that skin, when without warning Duo stepped in front of him. Wufei blinked, startled, as the Feline half-stood and half-crouched between him and Heero. "Leave him alone," Duo ordered him peremptorily. His eyes were narrowed and the fur along his spine stood up. "Don't touch him."
Wufei halted, momentarily taken aback. Duo knew perfectly well how strong Wufei was; did he honestly think he could stop him? His eyes narrowed slightly, the only outward change of expression as his emotions surged. What made Duo think that he could give him, Wufei, orders? They both belonged to him, the stubborn Canine and his spirited Feline lover, and if he wanted to take them, then by the Gods he would!
He started to move forward again; Duo flinched slightly but held his ground. Wufei realized, now that he looked more closely, that Duo was trembling sligtly behind his facade of bravado, that the same fear was in his eyes as Heero's. He glanced behind Duo, and saw that Heero had moved as close to Duo as his restraints would allow. And he saw the way that Duo was half-standing over Heero, his arms spread out posessively -- no -- protectively. Even when he knew that he didn't have the strength to physically challenge the Dragon.
That thought was enough to chill his blood again. They were afraid of him, they both were, and yet Duo still stood up to Wufei, because...
Abruptly, Wufei turned away. "Clean up your mess," he ordered Duo coolly. "Unless of course you want him to catch a cold because of your antics."
He slithered away, towards his bookshelf; he hoped that some meditative reading could calm his body and mind. He needed some time to think, to settle himself again. And he hoped that Duo would be able to take care of Heero, because right now he didn't trust himself to go near either of them.
As Wufei turned away, Duo expelled a shaky sigh of relief. Damn, that had been a close one! He'd never seen that expression of... of hunger on Wufei's face before, and it had scared him more than he cared to admit. Yet, at the same time, part of his fear had been because it was Heero that the expression was directed towards. And along with that fear, had come anger.
Still... damn! Duo cursed himself for his inattention, among other things. He turned around and knelt down, in front of Heero. Heero's eyes were closed, and his hands clenched around the chains. Duo could almost feel the fear and anger and shame radiating off him, and a fresh stab of guilt assailed him. This was partly his fault.
"Are you all right?" he said softly as he reached out to undo the buckle on the ball gag. Heero opened his mouth slowly, allowing Duo to take the gag out and toss it behind them; there were deep gouges in the wood from Heero's teeth.
It was a moment before Heero responded. "I've been better."
"I'm really sorry," Duo whispered miserably. Not only had he taken advantage of Heero, but inadvertantly exposed him to Wufei in doing so. Heero opened his eyes and looked up at him, and as he moved Duo noticed a small streak of blood coming from his mouth. He placed his fingers under Heero's chin, and swiped at the blood with his thumb.
"S'ok," Heero muttered. There were more little smears of blood on the inside of his mouth as he talked -- probably, Duo realized, from splinters of wood that had cut into his gums. On an impulse, he leaned down and kissed Heero gently, tongue flicking into his mouth to soothe the cuts and clean out the blood.
He felt Heero's muscles unclench infintesimally, and after a moment Heero's hands relaxed their grip on the chain and came up to take hold of his arms instead. Thinking that Heero might be pushing him away, Duo eased out of the kiss and pulled back a little, only to be surprised when Heero tightened his grasp on Duo's arms, not letting him move away.
"Look, Heero, I know saying sorry doesn't do much good," Duo told him. "But I promises I won't even take advantage of you when you don't want me to again."
Heero gave a long, shuddering sigh that Duo more felt than heard. "It's not that I didn't want you to," he said quietly. "It's just... I didn't want for him to watch."
"Huh?" Duo looked at him, bewildered. Heero laid his head on Duo's knees, hiding his face.
His voice, when it came back again, was muffled. "I might have wanted to do that with you someday," Heero said. "Just... somewhere alone. Where there was just the two of us, without that monster watching us every minute."
"Oh." Duo was momentarily at a loss; he wasn't used to seeing Heero this subdued, and it made him unhappy and uneasy.
He pulled Heero further into his lap and hugged him fiercely. "Well, someday we will," he told Heero fiercely. "When we get out of here, we'll go back to your den, where nobody will ever bother us, and we'll do it again as many times as you like. And I'll stay... for as long as you want."
"I'd like that," Heero whispered. His voice had a note of wistfulness in it that alarmed Duo even more. Did Heero honestly believe they wouldn't get out?
That thought frightened him. Almost without thinking about it, he crawled into the place that had always made him feel safe and secure, in Heero's arms. He felt Heero clutch him in response, almost as hungry for reassurance as he was, and snuggled closer.
For a while, they just stayed like that. The cold stone made Duo shiver, and he wondered if he dared to go pull one of the marvelous blankets off the bed. But the bed was on the side of the cave where Wufei was, and he didn't want to do anything to attract the dragon's attention to them now. So instead, he just cuddled close to Heero, and let them warm each other.
"Go," Heero whispered, after so long that Duo had thought he was asleep. "Leave here and don't look back. You can be free. You don't need all this. Get out of here."
"I can't," Duo told him, just as softly. "Not as long as you're here."
There was a long silence, and then, "Thank you."
Duo wondered how Wufei had known.
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Date: 2004-10-19 05:04 pm (UTC)e_e