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Obsession	By : Sancta Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 318 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Rating: R

Pairing: Yui & Unknown

Summary: Obsession - an idea or feeling that completely occupies the mind, the
uncontrollable persistence of an idea or emotion in the mind, sometimes
associated with psychiatric disorder

Obsession

Heero Yui had an obsession. It was a deep dark
thing that kept him up at nights and stole away any sanity he had during the
waking hours. He found that his mind was always in constant motion; creating
plans and securing back up strategies, but most importantly, weighing the pros
and cons of his every action. And quite honestly� he was tired. He hadn�t felt
such an adrenaline shock to his system since the wars had ended . . . it was
truly a bitter sweet feeling that he wished would leave him. Though his highly
intelligent military mind reminded him that the feeling wouldn�t leave completely
until he took proper action . . . something he was reluctant to do when he knew
without a doubt that the consequences would be not only high . . . but deadly. A
brief, tired, arrogant smirk crossed his face. An action he would only allow
while being inside of this room. This tiny room filled with the latest in high
tech surveillance equipment. �Special high tech surveillance equipment that
connected his own personalized jacker cord . . . the main surge cord that
connected and uploaded to his laptop whenever he plugged in. ��It was the only
place he felt safe enough to indulge.� Leaning back into the leather desk
chair, he spread his naked thighs a little further, inhaled a deep breath of satisfaction,
and clicked on his favorite recording feed. The laptop screen came to life and
he slowly allowed his left hand to trail down a smooth chest and over rocked
hard abs to grip an half hard erection amongst recently trimmed dark brown
curls.

His obsession had finally walked into
the bathroom, clear exhaustion written across his features as he turned on the
overhead light. He carefully placed his sleeping briefs and pants on the toilet
bowl seat cover and turned on the water at his sink. Quick fingers picked up
the tube of dental paste and smothered a decent amount on the toothbrush before
lathering his teeth vigorously. Hips leaned against the sink while he brushed,
his eyes sweeping over the maroon and white tiles in boredom. When he was
finished he rinsed out his mouth and turned off the water. A stubborn drop of
water clung to the edge of his chin as he turn to put on the water for his
shower; cold first, and then hot. While he waited for the water to jet out in a
constant pressure he started to remove his uniform in fast jerky movements. The
last article to be removed was the band for his hair and a shift shake of his
head scattered the obsidian silk strands from his tight tail. As soon as all
the golden skin was displayed in all of its muscled glory, he moved the shower
door aside and stepped in.

Fingers inched forward and hit a key on the
laptop, the view changed and he leaned back once more with a tighter grip, his
breath hitching quietly has his hand began to move.

A deep and satisfying moan was issued
as the water hit his body. Fingers splayed against the tiles in front of him as
he braced his feet and allowed the water to pound down. His breaths became
heavy as he tilted his head back so that he could breathe amongst the water
rushing down his face, his fingers curling in slowly as his body relaxed. After
a while of standing this way he took a step back, and slicked his wet hair
back. He took another step back, out of the spray of the water in search for
the soap dish. Once found he picked up the bright green bar and began running
it along his arms, down his chest, across his hips, over smooth muscled thighs
and legs and then back up again. The soap slipped from nimble fingers causing a
frown to mar his face. Huffing he bent over to pick back up the bar and rest it
on his dish before stepping back underneath the water spray. Hands and water
both sliced the soap off his skin, slowly rubbing firm muscles back to life as
the dirt was rinsed away.

His hand picked up pace, squeezing tighter as the
pleasure started to numb.

Once he believed that all the soap was
removed he braced himself again underneath the water. So very slowly his right hand
moved down to grasp his penis while the left hand wrenched off all the hot water.
Gripping the knob and hissing under the assault of the now cold stream, his
eyes slid closed as he gulped down both air and water. Fingers tightened over
the half erection even as he began to stroke harder. Goosebumps could be seen
all over his back and arms, but nothing seemed to deter him. Stuttered moans
slipped past lips even as his body slid down the tile wall, now half under the
spray and half out of it. His head tilted forward to rest against the shower
door, his hand moving steadily faster. A hiccup gasp of pleasure escaped as
muscles tensed and his whole body began to arch back. An open palm slammed
against the door; shaking the glass frame as fingers slowly curled in . . . at
last the orgasm was ripped from him. Choked sobs caused him to cough as
some of the water slither down his throat. He groaned as his body curled back
over; the spray hammering down on his back. It seemed like it took forever
before muscles tensed to move; to stand completely underneath the spray. Angry
jerk-like movements turned off the water, and wrenched open the door. He
stumbled out, moving over to yank on the clothes he brought in without even
drying himself off. His breath was heavy as he lifted he eyes to peer into mirror
above the sink. Wavy obsidian silk curled around his softened face as a single
name fell from his lips before he turned and stormed out of the room, turning
the light off behind him.

He groaned softly as the orgasm began to fade from
his system. No matter how many times he saw that feed it always invoked the
same emotions, the same reactions, and even though the feed was starting all
over again from the beginning, the plans inside his head were becoming solid, the
pros and cons of his every action was slowly being dissolved in the baser
reactions of his wants. His highly intelligent military mind reeled even as a
new erection was firming in his hand. He would be very cautious, but he would
take action soon. He had to take action soon, because he was tired, and
when he was tired he could be become sloppy . . . and there was no way in hell
would he let his obsession escape from him. Nor would he let him have anyone
else. . .
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