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School Dance	By : DementedGosip Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2480 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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School Dance: Epilogue

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~~oOo~~

Duo wanted to get up and run around the house,
fling himself
into Heero’s arms, and go to the park and play tag with all the little
kids. But there was the one man he loved more than life itself, who
wouldn’t
allow him out of bed. So what if he still hasn’t completely physically
recovered?

“I need to run around Heero!”

“Duo, you *need* you’re rest. How do you expect
you’re
body to recover if you run around all day? You could get sick.”

“NO I wouldn’t, Heero! I need to get out of this
bed!
Fuck, Heero! I don’t even get to have any fun at night; you’re so
scared
of hurting me now you’re almost pushing me away!”

“Is that what you think? Do you think I don’t care
about
you, Duo?”

“Shit Heero . . . It’s not that . . . It’s just
that sometimes
it seems like you don’t know what to do or say and so you push me away
. . . I know you care about me. I love you Heero, and I know you feel
the
same way.”

“Duo . . .”

Heero leaned forward onto the bed, holding Duo in
his
arms. And they just sat there like that for a few minutes until Duo
looked
up. “Heero . . . Would you . . . I mean . . . Would we be able to . . .
Ya know . . . Ummm . . .” Heero leaned down and covered Duo’s lips with
his own, at the same time, leaning them both back onto the bed.
Unbuttoning
Duo’s shirt best he could with one hand, the other hand busied itself
with
caressing Duo at the nape of his neck. Heero stopped as his fingers
brushed
across a still sensitive bruise and Duo gave out a hiss of pain.

“It’s okay, Heero. I want this, even if it means
reopening
every cut on my body.”

“Duo . . . I couldn’t . . .”

“Please Heero . . . I need this” With a slight
nod, Heero
finished taking off Duo’s shirt, his own not far behind. Duo moaned as
Heero worked his way down his neck with nips and kisses, making a slick
path to his left nipple, pinching the other rhythmically with his hand.

“Heero. . . More.” Taking his hand out from behind
Duo’s
neck, Heero undid the tye on Duo’s pajama bottoms, pushing them as far
down his legs as he could without stopping his torture on Duo’s
nipples.
Realizing they weren’t going to get anywhere fast without him stopping
to take both their pants completely off, Heero sat up, first pulling
Duo’s
pants all the way off, then stepping out of his own. Leaning back down
Heero kissed Duo’s lips, scraping his tongue across his teeth, then
moving
his kisses down further, moving past his nipples and navel, only to go
around in circles on his inner thighs.

Stopping to take a breath and looking into Duo’s
eyes,
Heero gave him an evil smirk as he eagled onto Duo’s erect member and
licked
his thighs, purposely avoiding his penis. “Heero!” Duo’s voice sounded
like a pathetic plea, which Heero took mercy on and took Duo’s penis
into
his mouth as far as he could without gagging. It was not as though he
practiced
this every night ya know. Duo started to thrust his hips upwards into
Heero’s
mouth as his climax grew closer, pulling gagging noises from Heero’s
throat.

Duo’s cum dipped out of Heero mouth as he was only
able
to catch a small portion of his love’s seed—not that it was going to do
anything to him.

“More?” Duo whispered in the dark.

“No, not tonight, you’re still weak, remember?”

“But . . .”

“No ‘buts’ about it.”

And with that they both found their way into
dreamland.

(can we say sappy?)

~*~*~*~*~

"I can't believe that all that could happen in
such little
time Quatre. I feel awful that we didn't get there in time . . ."

"Well, how do I make you feel better then?" Quatre
asked
sliding ever closer and wrapping his arms around Trowa’s shoulders.

"I think I might be able to think of a few ways."
Trowa
said, turning into the embrace and inhaling Quatre’s fresh scent of
soap.

He kissed the smaller blond lightly at first and
then
more passionately as Quatre opened his mouth, telling Trowa to go
farther
without words.

"Oh Trowa.... ah... Trowa, more...." Quatre seemed
to
beg and plead with only moans and gasps, which Trowa had no problem
with.
Stripping the small blond and himself down, he straddled the smaller
boy.
"Mmmm, Trowa."

And it was then that Trowa realized what they were
doing,
and suddenly guilt overwhelmed him. "Quatre. Quatre.. no. I'm sorry,
but...
We can't do this, not now. Duo's been raped and hurt terribly and all
we
can do is fuck? No, we can wait Quatre. Our feelings are only going to
grow stronger, right?"

A panting and flushed Quatre smiled as he answered
his
new lover. "Of course, Trowa. But that doesn't mean we can't still
cuddle."

~*~*~*~*~

"I've missed you, Treize."

"And I you, Dragon." Wufei held onto the OZ
general’s
uniform front for all he was worth and buried his head in his jacket,
only
sighing in contentment when the general’s own hands reached around him
and hugged him close. "Come Dragon."

"Now?" Looking up, Wufei smiled at his own bad
joke, grinning
evilly when Treize smiled as well.

"Hmmm, no. I think I might make you wait."

"Wha-" The rest of Wufei's words were cut off as
Treize
attacked his mouth with his own, moving the slender youth into his
bedroom
and onto the bed. Gasping for breath, Wufei pulled off his own shirt as
Treize worked on his pants. Then helping the general out of his own
shirts,
and nearly snapping buttons off in irritation.

"Treize! Hurry up!" Onyx eyes seemed to burn as
the general
turned around and rummaged through a droor, presumably fore lubricant.

"Impatient today, aren't we Chang." Turning back
around,
Treize quickly had Wufei pinned under him on the bed he was already
laying
upon, wrapping the younger man’s wrists in a pair of fluffy pink
handcuffs.
(1) Growling, the Asian youth bucked his hips grinding their erections
together as he realized his hands were cuffed to the bed above his
head.
Leaning down and kissing his new prey, Treize laughed into the teen’s
mouth
as he once again bucked his hips, asking for more.

"I told you Dragon, I'm going to make you wait."
Grabbing
a small strip of leather with a few metal studs and clipping on it the
general, he snapped the cock-ring around the Asian’s penis, only
smiling
as he moaned under him. Wrapping his hand around the heated flesh
Treize
began to stoke, only smiling more as Wufei whined and bucked his hips
at
the building pleasure.

While continuing his slow strokes, Treize fumbled
with
a tube, squeezing out some of the lubricant into his hand, and
smoothing
it onto his own erection. When he was satisfied, he once again reached
for the tube, which had inadvertently slid next to Wufei's leg. The
coolness
of the tin tube had caused the teen to wither more under the older man,
putting future ideas in his head. Grabbing the tube and squeezing some
more of the contents out—which was harder now since his hand still had
some—he then dropped the tube next to his leg.

Putting more pressure into his strokes, yet not
speeding
up, Treize slid one finger into Wufei's tight anus.

"Trieeezzze!"

"Yes, Dragon?" They were both panting now, Wufei
more
so than Treize, but that was understandable.

"Faster!" Laughing at his lover, the Oz general
only slowed
down his strokes, adding a second finger while pushing them apart as
best
he could. Satisfied that it was enough when Wufei started to thrust his
hips back onto his fingers, Treize pulled them out, positioning himself
to be able to take his lover the way he so badly wanted. Taking his
hand
away from Wufei's penis, he pushed the teen’s knees up to where they
were
even with his head.

"Are you ready?"

"Fuck. Me. NOW!" Treize’s laughter soon turned
into a
groan as he slowly but surely pushed into his lover. Pulling out just
as
slowly, Treize could only gasp and moan as Wufei pushed his hips
upwards,
driving Treize’s member just as deeply as it was a moment before.
Taking
Wufei's initiative, Treize started to thrust in and out a little faster
each time, soon making Wufei cry out with every thrust as he figured
out
where to aim.

"Treize! I need— *gasp* ahhh....." Reaching down
between
them, Treize snapped the leather off of his lover and wrapped his hand
around his penis, not caring where the strap landed. They both started
to strain and moan louder as their pleasure was building to points they
couldn't see past. Sliding his hand faster and harder down Wufei's
cock,
he was pleased that his efforts had paid off as the smaller man came,
moaning
loudly as they were both covered in warm sticky semen.

Feeling Wufei's muscles clamp down on his penis
and having
a warm fountain of liquid hit his stomach, Treize followed his lover
and
spilled his seed into the wanton body. Gasping and trying to catch
their
breaths, the two men were happy to finally have been able to see each
other
again.

"Treize..."

"Wufei?"

"Treize." Glaring at his lover, the Oz general
finally
figured out what was bothering the young man. Pulling out of the teen,
he gasped as his now over sensitive flesh was freed. Reaching up over
them
both, he clicked the safety notch on the cuffs and smiled as Wufei
pulled
his now feed hand out and undid the other.

"Stay for a while longer, Dragon?"

Smiling at his lover, Wufei was glad that now his
comrades
knew. That he was not shunned, that for the first time, he was able to
say, "Yes."

The End

1) come on, they're a novelty item, ya have to
have ‘em
^.~ besides, they're fun !
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