There are two kinds of blindness

Chapter eleven;


Vivid Dreams

That night Zechs woke up feeling rather playful. Not the most convenient of emotions if you’re lying next to Chang Wufei, if you don’t like getting beat up in the middle of the night that will say. And that was something Zechs absolutely didn’t want to.

It was then he noticed his young china doll, lying draped over him, rocking gently against his hip. He leaned his head back on his pillow, forced to face his biggest dilemma this week. He should wake the boy up, but then he had to explain why, but if he didn’t and Wufei woke by himself he would have to explain, after a few punches why he didn’t!

He groaned out aloud. This wasn’t doing him any good, and the fact that Wufei was thrusting his hardness against his body wasn’t helping at all. It just brought thoughts to his mind and wishes further down south. And he knew that this time was nothing like yesterday, which meant that he couldn’t simply just reach out and do as he please with the boy.

“Chang?” He whispered shaking the body draped over his gently. “Wufei, wake up.”
“..mnn...”
“Wufei?” He said louder, trying to peal his hands off him, but the young Chinese had him in a death grip. There was no way he could coax the fingers to ease their hold. “Wufei, please wake up.” He said, voice as close to begging as a whine could possible be.

Wufei didn’t wake up as Zechs had hoped he would. No, of course his little china doll just had to shift position and crawl on top of him, and by doing so Wufei’s left knee soon found its way up between Zechs’s legs.

Zechs groaned again as Wufei’s thigh pressed down over his groin. He really shouldn’t have stayed so celibate after Noin...

“No... Wufei, you have to wake up.” He said harsh while he still tried to shake the small body against his to awakeness. “Wake up!” This time he let his voice be a bit harsher then before.

God Lords! And this was a former gundam pilot?! How the hell could it had been so hard to capture them?!

Wufei winced at the tone of his voice and shifted once again, and this time he pressed his thigh even harder against Zechs’s balls.

“Oh god...” The tall blond groaned, and then the small body on top of his stared rubbing itself against his he actually considered if it would be such a bad thing to let Wufei follow his dreams wishes.

He heard Wufei purr into his chest, sending small vibrations down his body.

He moaned and one of his large hands flew up to grip at Wufei’s hip, to steady the slow motion of his body. He knew this was wrong, he knew that that thigh that was pressed so hard over his awakening erection shouldn’t be moving so slowly, it shouln’t be pleasuring him the way it did!

In fact, it shouldn’t be moving at all. Wufei wasn’t supposed to be rubbing himself harder against his body.

It was wrong, the boy didn’t want him.

“Treize, you should be very proud of me,” He muttered aloud and nudged at Wufei’s shoulder. “Wufei!”

The boy dismissed his attempt at waking him.

“Wufei! Wake up!” He squeezed Wufei’s shoulder, way too hard to give the youth any kind of pleasure.

Really how did that boy survive as a pilot?!

“Ah...wha...” Wufei blinked, but didn’t quite wake up, nor did his body still from its movements. Instead one of his hands went straight to Zechs’s blond hair and nestled itself in its locks, pulling slightly.

“WUFEI!”

This time the Chinese youth did arise from his sleep. His obsidian eyes opening as his body became very still.

“Wufei? You have to let go of me.” Zechs said trying to hide his lust from his voice.

For a moment all Wufei did was to stare blindly up at his voice, ‘let do?’ Then, not even a half second later a deep shade of red spread across his cheeks and nose. He rolled off the man and pulled the sheets up to his chin in an attempt to hide his embarrassment.

“Sso.. sowo..wy...” He stammered, with his entire face red as a tomato.
“Ah, I’m not angry with you... actually I’m pretty used to this now. It’s okay.” He stopped when he saw the terror over Wufei’s features. “Oh.. OH no! No, Noin did it all the time.” It was a plain lie. He had never woken to find somebody else jerking off on him in their sleep, especially not Noin.

“I’m going to go and take a shower,” He rose from the bed and walked around to Wufei’s side, opening and closing one of the wardrobe’s drawers.

He moved closer to the boy sitting on the bed.

“If you need to clean up anytime soon there’s a towel lying on your nightstand. Unless...” He placed down the light red cloth and moved his hand in under the covers and let it brush against Wufei’s inner thigh. “If you’d not rather I help-”

The younger body jerked away from his touch, shaking his head violently.

Zechs let a small flash of regret shimmer in his eyes, but stretched and moved to the door.

“I’ll be in the bathroom if you need me, and I’ll keep the door opened.”

A small pause.

“Just in case.”

***


After his cold shower, which proved itself useless, Zechs crawled back into bed, unconsciously drawing his small, sleeping patient closer.

“Wufei?” He murmured.
“..Uhm..”

He hugged his small china doll closer, draping him over his chest.

“Awake?” He whispered before he kissed the young one’s neck.

Zechs had hoped that Wufei hadn’t fallen asleep yet, that the boy was still awake, still aroused and hopefully interested in something other then sleep, even if he hadn’t been so keen on the idea before. They didn’t have to do anything other then touch though, unless the boy wanted more.

“Wufei?” He placed a kiss by the young one’s temple.
“..ng..n..no...” Wufei’s forehead showed small lines of concentration. “..go..o... gowa..”
“No?” Zechs said stroking the young one’s dark hair, sliding his long pale fingers through the thin silken strands.
“no..go-hmm... go way... hmmm.. mm..” An innocent smile was beginning to form itself on the small one’s lips.
“Hmm, you like that, don’t you?”

No answer.

“Wufei?”

Asleep. Wufei had fallen asleep, again.

Zechs sighed and pulled the covers up closer around them. Maybe he should take his china doll’s example and fall asleep before he had to get up and take yet another extremely cold shower.

It wasn’t as easy as he had expected though. Every single time he closed his eyelids he saw his young Chinese lying on his back, under him, rocking back against his body in the bolts of pleasure.

“My god Chang! What have you done to me?!” He whispered hoarse.

He flung an arm over his eyes, sighing as he tried to think of something else. But no matter what, he always ended up with the vision of the two of them together, clinging to each other.

I need to ger laid, badly...

Zechs moved to rest on his side, taking his sleeping beauty with him. He kissed the tanned skin exposed to him and whispered lovingly;

“Night, my lovely china doll.”

Maybe he’ll come around, realizing that it is much nicer with someone else, rather then jerking off alone.

Maybe tomorrow.

Yeah...


***


Wufei didn’t move, he didn’t even dared to ease the grip he had on the covers. He had never been so embarrassed in his whole life! He had made sure that he couldn’t do anything like this so he wouldn’t be this embarrassed! This weak...

His heart was hammering so hard that he wouldn’t be surprised if it jumped right out of his body. Zechs was going to kill him!

And there was nothing he could do in his state to prevent him from doing just that!

Well, maybe Sally’s words... warnings, but was that enough?

He was still beating himself up and he was still in a light state of shock, and any words that had been uttered from the tall man had been missed, except from ‘all the time’. He stared up, probably with terror over his face. Was this why Zechs had been so nice to him today?!
Because... because he...

This should not have happened!

It couldn’t have happened...

This was just a dream.

It had to be...

He felt the tall blond’s weight shift off the mattress, his feet padded softly over the carpet floor.

“I’m going to take a shower.” He said in an odd pitch.

Wufei heard the steps come closer to him and shifted over the bed, making sure Zechs couldn’t see what he was hiding. Maybe the blond man hadn’t noticed it yet?

Maybe he had been too tired to?

Wufei’s head snapped up when he heard a draw open and close softly. He moved slowly over the mattress, he didn’t need Zechs to come up from behind him and make a fool out of him for being weak.

...For being human. A light voice whispered in the back of his head.

Then those feet was walking his way again. He could feel the warmth from Zechs’s body, which meant that he was closer then he needed to be. Wufei frowned.

“If you need to clean up anytime soon there’s a towel lying on your nightstand. Unless...”
Wufei didn’t have to be able to see so know that there was a wide grin plastered over the tall blond’s lips.

Zechs had seen.

And now he was mocking him.

“If you’d not rather I help-” A gentle touch at his thigh and Wufei automatically jerked away, shaking his head violently.

Please let me die now...

Please let me die...

“I’ll be in the bathroom if you need me, and I’ll keep the doors opened.”

Wufei didn’t move for along time, not even when he heard a door open he dared to move. Was Zechs still in the room? Waiting for him to start touch himself so he could mock his weakness later? Tell him how pathetic he was, how sick he was for rubbing himself over Zechs’s body?

“Just in case.”

Just in case, what? Just in case he needed that kind of help? Just in case if something happened? If he fell and needed help up?

Just in case what?!

Well, I wouldn’t be in this trouble if I could control my own body!

The shower started running and Wufei beat himself, again, for the thousand time for thinking that Zechs would do something like that to him.

To anybody.

He sighed and closed his eyes, finally letting his body become a dead weight. A relieved sigh escaped from his lips when his back hit the soft mattress.

Zechs did say something about a towel, didn’t he? Wufei turned, reaching for something fluffy over the small nightstand. He didn’t have to poke around his hand long before his fingers brushed by something, not as soft as the bed sheets, but soft nevertheless.

A towel.

And maybe tomorrow he could at least try and kill the man for touching him.

Yes, that would be good news. ‘Man found dead in apartment, killed by towel.’ With a blind man as the only suspect. A crippling...

Maybe killing him wasn’t such a good idea after all?



To be Continued...