There are two kinds of blindness

Chapter thirteen;


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Zechs knew that he was never going to finish reading the damned newspaper if he kept lowering it just to watch the small youth next to him.

It was already past noon and Wufei still hadn’t said a word to him yet.

Not even a grunt, or a growl.

And Zechs really wanted to know.

He let a heavy sigh slip passed his lips before he finally gave up any hope he had about reading, then he folded the paper and tossed it over the coffee table in front of him.

He was silent for a short while, and then he cleared his throat, though that didn’t get him Wufei’s attention.

But the words that came out of his mouth did.

“I meant what I said last night.”

He needed answers. Or at least some of the thousand questions out of his head, and hopefully a ‘yes, please’, as a response from his lovely china doll.

The boy had his head turned towards him now. Confusion almost clearly visible over his features as the realization was more hidden, though it didn’t take many seconds for Zechs to see that too.

“I meant what I said last night,” He repeated himself as he kneeled over the couch and moved closer to Wufei. “About helping.” Now he was close enough to place a hand over the youth’s blanket covered knee, and so he did, feeling how Wufei scotched further back with a snarl.

Zechs smiled and forced Wufei’s legs to stretch out over the couch as he placed down his hands on each side of his dark haired youth’s sides. Trapping the boy right where he was.

“I’d be more then willing to, no reciprocation what-so-ever needed.”

Wufei blinked, and then he froze in shock as the tall blond leaned down, blowing warm air gently in his ear. “Tell me, was it me? Was it I who touched you in that dream, making you feel hot all over, making you scream in wanton as I stroke you from the inside?”

He had no idea why he had whispered just those words into that ear below him, but he was glad that he had, because that rosy color that spread over the boy’s cheeks told him that he was right. Well, it wouldn’t necessarily mean that he had been the once touching him in that dream, but it didn’t matter. He was glad as long as it had been a dream-made male.

Then his little china doll couldn’t deny liking his body.

Unfortunately, he wasn’t allowed to ponder about that more then the short time it took to move an inch, which had been the only reason to why he knew that the boy was blushing slightly. He had just the time to smile before Wufei’s hands came up to his chest, and he pushed hard as he growled in anger at the man.

Zechs let himself be pushed away, as far as his own arms let him, which was conveniently enough placed on each side of Wufei’s shoulders now.

He chuckled and lowered his body again, ignoring the fighting youth underneath.

“Sorry, I won’t ask again.” Soon. His mind added.

The smile broadened over his lips. As long as Wufei was weakened from that attack he was in no condition to throw him off, or any man for that matter!

But apparently the Chinese hadn’t read that book...

“Off!” He screamed. A scream as good as he could manage it.

He had raised his voice a little more then usual, but to him that was more then a raise of one’s voice.

Then, again, he pushed at the chest hovering above him, and when that didn’t work he snarled and moved his hands to the man’s shoulders instead.

And when that didn’t get the man off him either he moved his hands a bit more and used his whole body, no matter the pain it caused, to flip the, very heavy man he discovered, down onto the floor.

And that did work.

...But only because Zechs had, for once been a gentleman and not placed his entire weight on top of him first.

It backfired too.

When Zechs realized that he couldn’t prevent falling he grabbed Wufei’s arms and pulled him down with him. His back hit the coffee table, shooting it backwards with a screeching noise, and then, before Wufei would have any time to react he rolled them over and this time he did use all this weight to keep the small Chinese under him. This time he made sure that he would stay there.

At least for a little while.

“I take that as a yes.” He chucked. “Are you hurt?”

Wufei growled and tried to wheedle away from the man. “Off,” He said again, not as loud, or as strongly as he had before, but Zechs moved off his body anyway.

“Are you sure?” He said before he completely moved off that body under his. “Your legs aren’t injured more then-”
“No, off.”

Zechs smiled and rose from the floor before he helped his adorable little china doll up.

“How about your back?”

Wufei snatched his arm back as soon as he felt himself standing, but stubled back down onto the large couch with an irritated grunt.

“Don- don do ath agan...”
“What?” Zechs answered amused and leaned down over the boy before he could even try and stand on his own again. “This?” He blew a puff of air over one of Wufei’s ears and then once again he let his weight rest on top of the Chinese’s- “Or do you mean this?”

Wufei growled again.

“All...” He muttered and moved his arms to push him away for what seemed for the thousand time.
“Ah, no.” Zechs said with a smile. “I don’t think so Wufei.” He murmured close to his face and grabbed the boy’s wrists and pulled them over his head.

“We’re going to be stuck together for a very long time,” He started. “Don’t you think that we should do the best of the situation then?” He finished whispering huskily into Wufei’s ear.

He felt Wufei trying to flip them over again, but this time he wouldn’t even bulge.

Wufei growled in anger.

He really didn’t want that man to do what he was doing right now.

And he did try to tell him that.

“No, n..no I, I don- don wan,”
“Ssshh...” The tall man hushed him and then bent down to kiss the corner of his mouth. “I know what I am doing, just lay back and enjoy the ride.” He couldn’t help but to smile when he was the terrified look on the Chinese’s face when he said that. Then he leaned closer, letting more of his weight rest upon that small body under his as he kissed those lips lightly.

Wufei gasped in surprise and Zechs surely didn’t spare any time with taking advantage of that mouth opening for him. He thrust his tongue into that warm cavern just as the doorbell rang happily.

He ignored it. What or who ever it was could wait. He was not about to let the, still a bit struggling youth go just because somebody decided to pay him a visit just now.

He, that just had to wait.

He sneaked one of his hands in under Wufei’s back, lifting his body closer to his as he swept his tongue over the roof of his china doll’s mouth.

He snickered.

He bet that Wufei wasn’t even aware of what he was doing, but he was doing a very bad attempt to push the intruding tongue out of his mouth. This, by the way was a failing mission because all he managed to do was to kiss him back in a fierce like way.

And Zechs sure didn’t have anything against rough play.

In fact, he preferred it rough.

He groaned.

Ignore it, ignore the damned bell!



To be Continued...