Lightening the Shadows

Lightening the Shadows
By: feisonna@yahoo.com

Warnings: AU, LEMON!!!!, NC-17, mature situations, other stuff

Pairings: 2x5, 1x3x4

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A/N: well what happened to it?? it was here yesterday... hmmm.... well here you go anyway. :):)


Part Eleven

“Why did you not sense this man Quatre?”

The little blonde trembled before his master’s fury. “I-I don’t know master. The only thing I can think of was that he was bespelled.”

Duo’s glower switched from Quatre’s prone form to that of his dark haired lover. “And you Heero? What is your excuse?”

The Japanese boy laid his body nearly flat on the floor. “I have none majesty. Punish me as you will for this lack of foresight.”

Shinigami’s eyes grew thoughtful. He stepped closer to his prostrate Shadow Lords. “Perhaps I will.” He murmured to himself. “But what would be a fitting punishment for your oversight?”

“Master.” The soft trembling voice interrupted his thoughts. While normally Duo would have blasted anyone foolish enough to disturb his reasoning, this was Wufei. And Wufei never, ever said anything without being spoken to first.

“What is it?” Duo’s voice was just short of being a growl.

“Please, master, they didn’t…” Wufei’s voice froze in his throat when he found himself pinned by burning violet.

“They didn’t what, Wufei?” Shinigami’s voice was soft and all the more terrifying for that. “They didn’t put you in danger? They didn’t watch you as they should have? They didn’t do as I commanded them?”

Wufei quailed before Shinigami’s cold anger but one glance at his friends convinced him to at least try. “They didn’t mean to, master. I wandered off.”

“They were supposed to watch you Wufei! They were supposed to protect you!” Duo’s voice had risen slightly but grew nearly silent when he again spoke. “And they failed me.”

Quatre and Heero shivered, knowing that the punishment for this would be harsh and painful. Wufei saw them tremble stly tly and gathered his own faltering courage. He carefully stepped closer to Duo. He tried to make it seem like he’d inserted his body between the enraged Shinigami and his friends by accident. Duo however, while never forgetting about punishing his two Shadow Lords, was watching his slave with interest.

Seeing his master’s attention switch from the two on the floor to him, he breathed a slight sigh of relief. So did Heero and Quatre, though the two were slightly worried about how Duo would react to Wufei’s impudence.

Duo’s eyes narrowed on Wufei’s. “What are you playing at, Wufei?”

The boy gulped. “I play at nothing, master. But if someone must be punished then let it be me. I was the one who left after all.”

A feral grin spread across Shinigami’s face, and he carefully pushed down a wave of jealousy. “What would you do to save your friends, slave?”

Quatre heard the danger buried in his friend’s tone. “Wufei, don’t…” he whispered and once again found himself with Shinigami’s undivided attention.

“You will be silent! Be gone, both of you. I will see what the little slave has to say in your defense. Then I will deal with you.”

Wufei nearly whimpered in terror when the consequences of what he’d done hit him. *Oh kami-sama. He’s furious. Will he do now what father told me that he would?*

Duo carefully ignored the trepidation that he could feel emanating off of his slave. The jealousy and fear inside him clamored for release and he let it have free reign. He was going to show this boy that he belonged to Duo and by god no one else would touch him again.

“Come here.”

Shinigami’s voice sliced into Wufei and his body jerked with the need to run. Duo saw this and smiled frigidly. “You will come now. Or they will be the ones to suffer.”

The black haired boy moved forward on weak legs. All he knew was that he was now alone with a very angry man. A man who could do anything he wanted to him. Still there was something in him that was excited by the danger. It was that feeling alone that allowed him to step closer to his master.

Duo’s body burned when he watched his slave tentatively step closer to him. Black wings ruffled and stretched behind him with his own excitement. *Finally. I will finally taste him.* He beckoned Wufei closer.

When the boy was close enough, Duo lunged forward and pulled Wufei tightly against him. He laid his lips lightly against Wufei’s and rasped quietly, “Show me what you will do to protect them. Do it well and I might just let them go.”

Duo knew that he no longer had intention of punishing either Heero or Quatre, but he had no plans of telling Wufei that. The need to have his little slave was consuming him, and in his already heightened emotional state he could control that need no longer.

Wufei leveled his lips over Duo’s and a moan welled up in him. Strong fingers delved into his hair. The dislodged strands fluttered around his face and caressed Duo’s cheeks. Dark eyes fluttered closed in pleasure. *Who knew that kissing felt so good? And Duo tastes so…* When a velvety tongue slid wetly over his bottom lip, it destroyed Wufei’s train of thought and he moaned again, opening his mouth.

Duo skillfully plundered the boy in his arms. Each breathy sound fuelled his raging need. His fingershtenhtened in his slave’s hair and he pulled the boy’s head back to slide teeth and tongue down the exposed throat. A quiet command released the catch on the collar and it fell to the floor, clearing access to Wufei’s lightly tanned skin.

Wufei cried out sharply when his master’s hands moved to his shirt and pulled sharply, splitting the material in two. The sound pushed Duo even further over the edge into passion and he placed biting kisses over Wufei’s shoulders and chest, stopping when he reached a copper nipple. The little nub hardened quickly under his ministrations and slim fingers delved into the loose weave of Duo’s braid to hold the prince’s head close to his heart.

To Wufei’s stunned mind it felt as if his master had ten hands, all of them applying themselves to his pleasure. Breathy sounds of gratified praise poured from his swollen lips. Bruising kisses rained over him and he whimpered his desire, hands clenching rhythmically while his arousal hardened to warm, throbbing steel. Duo pressed closer and deliberately arched his back so that his chest rubbed over Wufei’s straining erection as he lowered himself to his knees before his slave. Wufei almost screamed with the sensation. Incoherently he pleaded for more stimulation and Duo teasingly withheld it.

*Wufei.* The silken voice of Shinigami whispered through his mind.

The pure impression of his master’s mind invading his was enough to send the boy to new heights of want. He groaned and pulled at the man in front of him, wordlessly begging for more.

*No Wufei. Tell me what you want. Open that luscious mouth and tell me what you want me to do. Beg me for it, and I’ll be yours.*

Glazed black slitted open. Lost in a haze of desire Wufei spoke. His voice was husky and Duo shivered when he heard the pure need it contained. “Please, master. Take me. Make me yours. Spread me open anfuckfuck me. I want you to fuck me.”

Lust burned hot in the Shadow Prince. Hearing Wufei stumble over the unfamiliar word the first time told him just how innocent his little slave was. He ached to take that innocence as his own. Growling deep in his chest, Shinigami pulled his slave to him and lowered the boy to the ground. It took nothing more than a thought to remove the cloth hiding Wufei from his hungry gaze.

At the sudden release of pressure, Wufei’s straining erection stood fully upright. Precum leaked from the engorged tip and Duo swooped down to lap up a single drop.

Wufei screamed. He’d never felt anything like this before in his life. He needed more. Desire ruled him and he broke down, mumbling desperate entreaties.

Duo snapped. He quickly conjured light oil out of thin air and applied himself to stretching his pleasure slave. The boy trembled and screamed nearly continuously as stroke after stroke caressed his prostate. Finally unable to hold back any longer, Duo positioned himself and thrust home. He stilled when the boy stiffened under him. However, more rapturous moans poured from his slave and the slim hips rolled up into his. The prince’s eyes rolled back into his head and he started to thrust into the tight body beneath him.

For a long time all that could be heard in the room was the sound of flesh meeting flesh and Wufei screaming “Harder!” each time Duo brushed against his prostate. Knowing that he couldn’t last much longer, Duo wrapped his hand around Wufei’s throbbing member and stroked roughly. It only took a few seconds.

The boy screamed louder than any time before and went limp. Duo followed when Wufei’s already tight sheath clamped down around him and milked the seed from his body. Moments later, still shuddering, Duo raised his head to look down at his unconscious slave.

Once perfect skin was covered in darkening bruises from his fingers and lips and there was a definite bite mark low on the boy’s neck. And when Duo carefully pulled out of him, the braided man saw streaks of blood on himself. He sad heavily back on his haunches and pushed his fingers deep into his hair, pulling harshly on the strands. *Well, shit. I raped him. I raped Wufei. Son of a BITCH*


A/N2: I’ve heard tell that this, while being decent, was not the best Lemon in existence. Know what that means people?? Next time I’ll have to try HARDER!!! lol