Destination Eden (revised) | By : Lisachan Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3365 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter
12
“Who’s idea was this again?”
Heero said in a low voice. “Oh that’s right. It was yours. So then, what are
you waiting for… Shinigami?” he added in a low whisper.
A sly grin crossed his lips
as he saw Duo’s eyes narrowing and a blush coloring his cheeks when he was
addressed with the name of his evil alter-ego. “Show me that dark side of
yours…”
Duo yanked him to the desk
and bent over him, his crucifix gliding over Heero’s chest. “I don’t have a
dark side,” he murmured in his ear. “I *am* dark.”
Heero’s eyes rolled back
with passion and anticipation, and he tossed his head back as he felt Duo’s
erection being pressed against his own, letting out a shaky moan in the
process.
All of a sudden, they heard
sounds coming from the office next-door, muffled, but very clear.
“Oh… oh.. Go on… Oh Quatre…
Ah!”
“Ah… Trowa… Oh so good..
Oooh!!”
The three of them looked at
each other in breathless surprise for a few moments and didn’t quite seem to
know how to react, until Heidi’s face at last broke into a wide grin. “I wager
you two can do better than that!” she encouraged them happily.
More of a prompting they
didn’t need, and Heidi could only watch with great delight how Heero drew Duo’s
fingers to his mouth and sucked them lavishly. Duo didn’t linger too long
before he sneaked the moist fingers to the dark shadows between Heero's thighs.
Heero’s breathing was short and quick when Duo massaged his tight entrance
before pushing one finger inside. His other hand slowly moved along Heero’s
slender side up to his shoulder and he let gentle flicks of his soft tongue
dart over Heero’s chest and neck, while slowly inserting a second finger,
making the squirming boy cry out. But his skin tasted bitter from the ointment,
so he moved on to the only part they hadn’t treated.
Heero’s head fogged with
pleasure as Duo softly sucked upon the swollen head and his mind seemed to be
sucked away when Duo took him in to the hilt and on top of that pushed in a
third finger, much to Heero’s delight. Since the two areas were being pampered
at the same time, he had a pretty hard time deciding what felt the best, not
that he had much of his brain left to concentrate with. So he decided to just
try and make the two sensations mingle, to let them flow into one whole. His
climax was growing as Duo proceeded. His muscles were tensing, he convulsed
around Duo’s fingers and his moans grew to screams, but just at that crucial
moment, his mind was brusquely being jerked back out of its blissful pit and
images started to dance in front of his eyes again.
A cry, which Duo could
recognize as everything but rapturous or passionate, gave him a start. Had he
unknowingly bitten something? His curiosity, rather than his concern, enticed
him to let go of the heated shaft and he pushed his own lust aside to look his
demigod in the face.
“Heero? What’s wrong?” he
asked.
The Wing Zero pilot had his
eyes wide open in terror and was trembling all over. If Duo had worn any kind
of clothing, Heero probably would’ve grabbed his collar or something, but he
didn’t, so he reached for the only thing he could get a hold of, that being
Duo’s rosary with the one hand, and his slightly loosened braid with the other.
He was blinded with fright and was oblivious to the fact that he almost snapped
the gem and hurt Duo by clutching his hair like that.
Heidi had leapt off her
chair and tried to console Heero while trying to pry his fingers away from
Duo’s hair, oh his sacred hair, but the boy only tightened his grip.
“Heero, calm down. It’s
okay, you’re with us,” Heidi said calmly, rubbing him gently over his head.
“There’s nothing to be afraid of. Please, calm down and let go of Duo’s hair.”
The normal look was slowly
returning to Heero’s eyes and his fingers finally loosened.
“Very good,” she encouraged
him. “Now, tell us. What’s wrong?”
“I haven’t hurt you, have
I?” Duo asked meekly, reaching behind to rub the sore spot on his head.
“I saw you again,” Heero
said, still panting slightly. “You were tied up, but it lasted longer this
time. I saw more this time. You had a cut, Duo.”
“A cut?” Duo said. “How do
you mean, I had a cut? Where?”
Heero slowly traced his
finger from Duo’s forehead to his chin, perfectly following the shape of his
face while he was doing so. “Right about there,” he whispered, his eyes wide,
almost astonished, as if he was disbelieving that he could actually see such
things in his head.
“Heero, that’s not a cut,”
Duo said. “That’s the beginning of skinning me alive.”
“What?” Heero said startled,
cowering a bit. “Duo, that’s exactly what I saw when I was with Doctor J. All
of your skin was gone, even your eyelids and lips, and the one that was
carrying you in his arms was… It was… me,” he added in a confused whisper. He
backed away even more and made an attempt to escape from between Duo’s arms,
who's mouth had dropped open in absolute astonishment.
“I… I don’t think we should
do this. Maybe it’s… better you two go now and… leave me alone for a while,” he
said, a thin film of cold sweat covering his entire face. Two hands gripped his
arms, hard, but without hurting.
“No, no, no! Don’t run away.
You shouldn’t run away now.”
The surprise Heero had felt
as those two hands seized him changed to aversion. “Why not?” he asked sharply.
“Because you haven’t had the chance to screw me yet?”
“No, of course not!” Duo
exclaimed perplexed. “What do you think I am, a senseless scumbag?”
Heidi, for some reason, went
into a spontaneous coughing fit and Heero quickly looked away. Exactly the
reputation he had.
“Hey!” Duo shouted, getting
all the more pissed off. “I can be sensitive and caring! Who treated your
wounds just now, huh?”
Heero squinted at him.
“You’re right,” he sighed.
“Now, you listen to me,
Heero. It’s obvious to me now that Doctor J has poisoned your mind. You’re
seeing horrible things when I’m trying to do something, but those things aren’t
real. You must try and focus on that when it happens again. He wants to scare
you with those visions, but don’t let that fear defeat you. You are stronger
than that, I know you are. And I will help you to conquer that fear, I swear.”
“You will?” he said, his
voice slightly distrustful.
“Hey, remember what I once
said. I may run, and I may hide, but I never tell a lie,” Duo smiled.
“I see. So what do you
suggest we do about it?”
Duo gave a self-evident nod
with his head. “Doing what we were about to do.”
“You are truly
unbelievable!” Heero cried, trying to push Duo away, but Duo was stronger than
he had expected. “Here I lie, frightened to death, and you can only think about
one thing, you obsessed jerk!”
“Heero, calm down!” Heidi
interfered. “He means well, although it might not come over that way,” she shot
Duo a reproaching glare, “I’m sure he’s only focused on getting you over it. I
too believe that that’s the only way to fight against that fear.”
As much as he tried, he
couldn’t find a double meaning in her voice, nor her eyes, and slowly he was
convinced.
“Come on now, Heero. I’m
just doing this to help you, not because I want to use you. And we can stop any
time you wish, I won’t force anything on you. Kay, Hee-chan?” he asked, puppy-eyes-expression
displayed on his face.
Oh, those puppy eyes.
“Didn’t I tell you just now not to call me that anymore?” Heero asked.
But Duo put on a bright
smile and gave him a swift kiss to his mouth. “Part of the treatment, koi.” He
bent over Heero and gave him a few sweet strokes through his hair. “Now, brace
yourself. It might hurt a little.”
Heero was doing his best to
feel at least a bit excited by Duo’s touches and caresses, but that damn vision
and the fear that it might happen again had wilted his arousal.
“I know, but… Duo… No, I’m
not ready yet,” he stammered.
“My poor love,” Duo
whispered. “Don’t be afraid now. Just relax. I’ll be gentle.”
And very gentle he was
indeed. Heero never knew he could be so gentle. He softly let his hands rove
over Heero's abdomen while his tongue played with a nipple, ignoring the bitter
taste this time, since his mind was only set on pleasing Heero as much as he
could. And he succeeded wonderfully well at that. Much sooner than he had
expected he had him moaning and writhing again. When his frolicking fingers had
reached the inside of Heero's thighs, he kneaded the flesh until Heero’s member
was fully erect again, but as he moved his hand up, he paused for a moment.
“Damn, such a shame I don’t
have any lubricant,” he said softly, looking around to search for anything that
could serve as lubricant. And there Heidi was, back on her chair, but close
enough, a little tube of the gel substance, practically shoving it under his
nose.
“Hey, where did that come
from?” Duo asked sheepishly.
“From my pocket,” Heidi
said.
“Do you always carry that
with you?”
“Pretty often, yes.”
“Oh well, would you look at
that? Who’s being obsessed now, eh? If I didn’t know any better, I’d say *you*
are a…”
“Maxwell, would you take the
freaking lubricant already and fuck the hell out of me,” Heero growled,
clutching Duo’s hair again, an almost murderous glare in his eyes.
“Ow-ow! Alright, I will, as
long as you let go of my hair,” Duo yammered, searching for Heidi’s
outstretched hand and grabbing the tube when he’d found it.
Slightly amused, Heero
untangled his fingers and watched him while he clumsily coated a few fingers
and his member with the lube, and he actually sort of giggled. He giggled about
the startled expression on Duo’s face, probably for the sudden demanding tone
in his voice. Well, Duo after all was the best in getting someone in the right
mood.
Duo squinted up at his face.
“Heero, was that you? Have you been drinking? Heidi, search the room for
bottles of vodka or whiskey or something.”
“Duo, I’m gonna say it to
you one more time! Screw me senseless, no-ooow!”
Duo firmly pressed one hand
to Heero’s chest, while two fingers of the other one were sunk into that
heavenly tight entrance again. “Why, so impatient, my love,” he purred. “I
thought you weren’t ready yet.”
“I… I am now,” Heero
whimpered. “Please, Duo.”
It would’ve been the eighth
wonder of the world if Duo were to obey him at once when it came to this. As
much as he himself ached to let his manhood replace his working fingers, the
longer he could go on with this without Heero screaming blue murder again, the
better. So far, he hadn't and he knew that could only be a good sign, so he
continued stroking him, mercilessly ignoring Heero’s urgent pleas. His roaming
eyes were absorbing every wonderful inch of Heero's sweating body, until they
locked onto a deep-colored source of overwhelming pleasure. How he wanted to
have a taste of that again, but by that time Heero was ferociously pounding his
fists on the desk, and Duo knew he truly was ready to start the final test.
He withdrew his fingers and
gently pushed the throbbing head inside, knowing that from this moment on, the
chance Heero could snap again grew with every thrust he would give him.
Nevertheless, the only cries he gave now were cries of pleasure and sweet
surrender. Duo let himself grind out a groan of rapture when he pushed further
inside. A burning fire melted their bodies and souls together. The sweat on the
skin of them both seemed to sizzle and evaporate. Except for the passionate
screams coming from the two men, they also radiated an intimate warmth, and it
really was a sight for sore eyes to see how they were taking each other to
their own heaven and hell.
Heidi marveled at how long
it took before Heero lost control again, but just when she thought they would
both dart over the edge, she saw a tear glistening in his eye, and his face
instantly twitched back to extreme terror.
“Oh God, Duo no!!” he
hollered.
Funny. That should’ve been
“Oh God, Duo yes!” It was almost impossible for Duo to hold himself back now
they had come this far. But the little whisper somewhere in the back of his
mind reared its head again, in fact it rather had to holler instead of whisper
to drown out the upcoming roaring beast of his orgasm. It told him it hadn’t
been the “Oh God, Duo yes” he wanted to hear, but the exact opposite.
Reluctantly he forced himself to open his eyes and hold his hips still.
“Heero?” he said, slightly
panting.
“It’s absurd! It’s just
plain absurd!” Heero puffed, his face dripping with sweat, eyes flooding with
tears and hand reaching out for something that wasn’t there.
“I was tearing the skin off
your face, and you were screaming out in pain, and you were crying and trying
to break free, but you were handcuffed and they were red from your blood
because you kept on tugging at them, and it was me… Me! I was tearing… *I* was
tearing your skin off!” he rattled, squeezing Duo’s arm with an incredible
amount of force.
Once again, Heidi jumped off
her seat and helped Duo to break free from his iron grip.
“Heero!” she shouted,
snapping her fingers in front of his glazed eyes, but he didn’t react to it.
Desperate eyes flickered over to Duo. A great help he wasn’t right now. He just
looked at his lover, mouth slightly open, his eyes ready to roll out. Never
before had he seen him crying like this, never in his entire life, not even
that time in his office when he had dumped Relena, not even just now when he
had him sobbing against his chest. Back then it had only been a few tears that
left his eyes. But now, now it was an endless stream of crystal liquid. His
entire body shook from the heavy sobs, and only now and then he could
distinguish a comprehensible word amidst his feverish cries.
“Duo… no… I’m sorry… I…
didn’t mean to hurt you…” he choked. His breath came in wheezes and at an
abnormally fast rate.
A look of utter anxiety
spread over Duo’s face as he realized what was happening. “Oh my God, Heidi.
He’s hyperventilating!” he said, looking from Heero to his girlfriend. “Get a
bag, quickly.”
She looked around in
clueless-ness. A bag. Where the hell do you get a bag in an office as neatly
cleaned up as Heero’s? Her eyes were searching, scanning the entire room, but
she could see anything but a bag.
“Heidi, hurry up! He’s
choking!” Duo urged.
“Duo, you’re exaggerating,”
she said, still looking around. “Hyperventilation doesn’t cause suffocation. In
the worst case he’ll go into a panic fit, but he won’t choke.”
“I don’t want that either.
You found one yet?”
She was getting more than a
little annoyed. She still hadn’t found what she was looking for. Out of pure
despair, she began rifling through the drawers of the desk, until she happened
to look up and saw a squashed, paper bag under Heero’s back.
“Duo, lift him up,” she
said.
“Heidi, I asked for a bag,
why are you talking about lifting him up?” Duo argued.
“Just do it!” she snapped.
Without further questioning
he did so, and she snatched the paper bag away the moment there was enough free
space between Heero’s body and the piece of furniture. She felt something in it
and upended it to remove the contents. On the floor fell a few demolished
sandwiches, Heero’s ruined lunch. So, that was that. Quickly to Duo now.
The surplus of oxygen in
Heero’s lungs was smothering him, everything he saw was a haze, things were
flowing into each other and everything was spinning in the air. Vaguely he
heard two voices fighting but they were drowned out by a loud throbbing in his
head. He felt himself being lifted up a bit by two strong arms, and almost
instantly after that, a paper bag enclosed his mouth. The outrageous draughts
of air he sucked in, bounced back in the bag, and as he used the same air over
and over again, his breathing at last finally returned to its normal pace.
“Heero, are you alright?”
Duo asked worriedly.
The Japanese still stared
blankly in front of him for a few moments until he had collected enough common
sense. His dull look hovered to Duo. When he recognized him, he threw his arms
around his neck, crushing the latter against him in utmost surprise.
“Oh Duo, I’m so glad you’re
still with me,” he cried. “It was only a dream.”
To be continued…
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