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He goes running	By : Aestas Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4803 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Duo POV

italics = email conversation

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My hands shook as I dialed the number. My heart was in my throat as I heard the phone ring. Scared is not a strong enough word.

There was no ‘hello,’ just the sound of the phone connecting and then, “You better have a damn good explanation braid boy, or I’m going to start cutting pieces off you in your sleep.”

Sometimes I wondered what masochistic part of me thought being friends with Hilde was ever a good idea. I heard Noin in the background asking if I was okay. This would have been so much easier if I would have called her first, but I still would have had to talk to Hilde. I decided to just dive straight in.

“I just couldn’t handle being around you two. I’m sorry, Hilde, but you and Noin were being so…so much a couple, and after Heero ditching me like that…it cut too deep to be around you. I’m sorry.”

“That’s bullshit, Duo. We’re your friends, and you pushed us away. You have a whole hell of a lot of groveling to do.” Hilde was pissed. I heard Noin again, more insistent this time.

Then there was a muffled static, the sound of both girls in a bit of a tiff, and then I was on speaker phone with both of them. Apparently, Noin won. As ‘in deep shit’ as I was, I still got a bit of a smirk on my face at the thought of Hilde being whipped.

I heard Lu’s voice for the first time in a month. “How have you been, Duo?”

My heart broke a little at how gentle she was trying to be. I would have bawled my eyes out if this conversation had happened a few weeks back. “I’m doing alright now, thanks, Lu.”

“And Heero, is he treating you alright?” I could tell she was hesitant about asking.

Hilde’s voice broke in. “Because if he’s not, I have a friend whose cousin is a hitman.”

I laughed a little. “Since when?”

“Since I lost my best gay friend.” Hilde spoke the words ‘gay friend’ like the word ‘girlfriend’ and I had to smile.

“You didn’t lose me. I’m still here; I was just in hiding for a while.” For some reason, I reverted back to the cowed feeling I had right after our return from vacation. This was not the way I normally acted around the girls.

And they called me on it. “You don’t sound like you’re alright, Duo.” Noin spoke up again.

“Maybe I’m scared of Hilde.”

“As you should be.” Hilde ‘hmphed’ at the end of it.

“Seriously, I’m fine, and Heero is treating me really great; we’re just taking it really slow. He burned me pretty badly.” My voice got softer, like how much he hurt me was a secret.

So I was surprised with Noin started giggling. “Believe us, he paid for it.” Hilde’s answering chuckle sent chills down my spine.

“What did you do?” I wasn’t sure I wanted to know, but then again…yeah I did.

The giggling continued. “Hilde wanted to make sure his commitment to you was completely genuine, so…before he was given any information on you …he had to agree to be our slave for a weekend.”

I gasped. “He didn’t.”

“He did! Holy crap, Duo! The man must be in love with you to put up with what Hilde put him through.” Fangirl giggles echoed through the line, but it was Hilde’s silence that scared me most.

“Hilde?” I prompted, scared and excited simultaneously.

Hilde’s voice was deceptively calm. “He’s absolutely gorgeous in a speedo, Duo. You can tell him that he’s allowed to be our cabana boy anytime.”

Heero as a cabana boy? Shit! I just went hard. And all the while I heard Noin trying stifle her giggles.

Hilde lived in an apartment complex with a gated pool, and it had been sunny the past few weekends, but it still seemed a little cold out to wear so little. I guess that was part of the point, along with the humiliation of walking around, serving two girls wearing only a glorified slingshot. I was a little flattered that he’d do that for me, but, at the same time, kinda pissed that I missed the view.

Guess I wouldn’t have if I had been calling them regularly. Bummer.

“He didn’t.” I think I was drooling just a bit.

But Hilde never answered me. “He’s a very good cook, even if it is a bit healthier than I prefer. You know I’ve never really enjoyed homemade sushi.”

He can make sushi? They knew just where to hit me to make it hurt. I could have been eating those meals with them as a scantily clad Heero served up the plates. Son of a bitch! This so wasn’t fair.

“Oh, and he cleans baseboards and windows. That’s very hard to come by; you should definitely marry him.” Hilde’s voice was still that calm, steady knife sinking into my heart. The bitch knew I wanted to keep him, now she’s encouraging it with such ease it that made me sick.

Lu couldn’t hold back anymore and burst out laughing, and I had a realization. “Hilde, you live on the third floor. Tell me you didn’t.”

I could almost see her shrug over the phone. “We borrowed a ladder from some friends.”

“Seriously?” It was beyond believable.

“Of course.” Hilde sounded completely offended. “He hurt you, Duo. You can’t tell me he didn’t; we both saw you the next day. We both watched you wait for him to come back. We weren’t going to let him off with just a warning. If he wanted our help, he had to earn it.”

“It sounds like he did.” There was a smile on my face as I thought of how much shit Heero went through just to get me back. Maybe he’d be my slave for a little while as well…mmm, yeah. That would definitely be fun, if unoriginal, but whatev. “And now you’re routing for him?”

Noin sighed. “For all the mistakes he made, he is a good guy, and he really does want to make it up to you. He has earned our respect, and we’ll treat him that way. But the final say is and always was in your hands. If you want to take him back, he’s golden. If you can’t forgive him, we’ll be polite but shut the door on him.”

I couldn’t help but smile. “I love you guys.”

Hilde hmphed again. “You’re not off the hook yet, Duo. You made Lu cry, and for that you must pay.”

Well, fuck! “I told you, I’m sorry. Its not my fault seeing you two all cuddly when I was hurting was enough to make me nauseous.” This time I was pouting.

“We’re sorry for that as well, Duo. I told Hilde it was probably something along those lines. Don’t worry, I won’t let her punish you.” There was steel beneath Noin’s words, and I was quietly doing a happy dance that the rational one had such a nice hold over the volatile, vengeful Hilde.

Hilde grumbled in the background, and I had the damndest time trying to keep from laughing.

“So when do we get to see you again, Duo?” Noin continued the conversation.

“I don’t know. I don’t really have any plans for this weekend, but I’m sure Heero has something in mind for part of it. Do you want to do like a movie night or something?” I suddenly had delicious images of Heero being my slave after said movie, when the girls tucked in for the evening. Yummy. After him blowing off work for me and such a good day yesterday, and now with all that I know he did to prove himself to the girls, all of a sudden, I was much more amenable to seeing him, much less nervous.

“I suppose we could, as long as you don’t mind keeping it down.” From the tone in Hilde’s voice, she knew exactly what I was thinking. The girls always shared the guest bedroom afterwards if we didn’t all fall asleep on the floor or couches.

“Yeah, yeah.” I was trying to be sarcastic, but…well, she was right. Meh.

Noin changed the subject. “So how is work going for you?” How this girl is still so modest with Hilde as a partner, I have no idea.

“Actually, I’m a bit busier now than normal. I hired a business associate because W.E.I hired me as a tech advisor. I’m supposed to be involved with meetings and interviews for the first part of the week.” I crossed my feet over the coffee table and sank into the couch. This was more like it between me and the girls. Relief filled me; my chest loosened in a place I didn’t know was tight until now.

I missed them. So much.

“That’s so great, Duo. Congrats!” Noin was genuinely happy for me.

The evil part of me stepped up again, and I decided to recruit a little help. “Speaking of my business associate, I’ve got a little matchmaking project going on. Since you two obviously have so much skill at getting two people together, maybe you wouldn’t mind helping?”

They both laughed evilly, and I knew that if Trowa and Quatre were at all compatible, they had no hope to resist our matchmaking schemes! Dun, Dun, DUN!!

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So Friday was kinda boring because everybody I knew was at work. Ugh, and that meant I needed to do some, too. So I spent some quality time with my computers checking the data reservoirs on my security programs, updating my software against some nasty new viruses that made themselves known in the recent past.

Plus, I found a fun new pastime…sending annoying emails to a certain IT personnel I knew. The first few were spoof emails with ridiculous problems. “I spilled coffee on my keyboard and none of my keys are working now, what do I do?” (Response: Contact resources for a new one, the keyboard will have to be refurbished or scrapped depending on how much was spilled.) Or, “My cube neighbor likes to play pranks, and now the picture on my computer screen is upside down even though the monitor isn’t, how do I fix it?” (Press Ctrl, fn, and the right arrow key simultaneously until the screen is arranged correctly)

The funny thing is, that last question is based on a true story. I pulled that prank on my college roommate. Heheheh. Good times.

Thing is, I guess he got enough crap questions throughout the day that he didn’t recognize that all the emails were coming from one address. Poor guy. So then the emails became, ‘man, your job sucks if you considered my other emails legit. When are you quitting again?’ And, ‘come on, quit already, then we can go play at NXS.’ And ‘I’m thinking we should go dancing next weekend, that way you have time to find the proper attire. Leather would look so hot on your forever long legs.’

It had been radio silence since I had revealed that I wasn’t some poor, ignorant employee in desperate need of help. After that last one, I finally got a response.

Do you not have anything better to do, Duo?

My response? ‘Not since I hired you. XD Seriously, leather pants, you’d be smokin hot.’

It took a few minutes, but I got another response. If I turn in my resignation today, will you leave me alone for the rest of the day so I can at least pack up in peace?

‘Only if you agree to the leather pants. Seriously, hawtness!’

Fine.

I let out a war whoop of victory when I got his response. My neighbors probably thought I won the lottery or something. But damn, I felt good having won that. Next up, dancing! And…I’m pretty sure that Heero would let me teach Q how to dance.

And what with Q’s generous nature and all, I’m fairly certain the blond one wouldn’t mind giving the tall one some pointers. Insert evil chuckle here. Leather pants. Yeah.

The day passed slowly, but about thirty minutes before quitting time, I called Heero. He was cool with a movie night with the girls, and he sounded a little flustered and excited, but still cautious, when I told him he was welcome to pack an overnight bag and stay with me. Granted, I never said he could stay in my bed, but I had no intention of letting him stay any where else.

Well, he did say my balls would be in good hands…

So that night, I ordered a couple of pizzas (Heero would just have to deal with it), set up a stream for a couple of different movies, and pulled every pillow in the place and a couple of blankets into the main room for maximum comfort. And if I happened to drop the temperature so that covering up with blankets was a bit necessary, it was completely unintentional…umm, yeah.

Heero got to my place a little early, I knew it was him because the girls are always late. I opened the door, grabbed him by the shirt, dragged him inside, shut the door, shoved him against it, and kissed him hard. I think I surprised him because he froze for just a second, then those strong hands wrapped around my waist and pulled me close to him.

I forgot how good a kisser he was. I felt his warmth seep across into me, his mouth was hot on mine, lips wrapping around my tongue and sucking suggestively. I wanted him so badly right then, even moreso when he rocked his hips against me.

Fuck! Lust poured through me, and I shuddered as Heero’s hands slipped down my back and gripped my ass, pressing our fronts tighter together. I pulled back, gasping for air, then let my head drop onto his shoulder.

He was breathing hard, too. I felt Heero shudder as my breath diffused across his neck. “You tempt me so completely.” His voice was dark with want.

And it took more will than I thought I had to not continue kissing the life out of him. “The girls should be here any minute, and I wanted to talk to you before they got here.”

I felt him nod, and I was pulling away when his hands gripped my ass, lifted me up, and began walking towards my living room. I laughed and wrapped my legs tight around his waist. “I can walk, you know.” Damn, but I forgot how strong he was.

He ran his tongue along my neck before replying. “I like you here better.”

I got plopped down on the couch, still bouncing on the cushions as he sat next to me. I turned to look at him; his lips were just the slightest bit puffy and beautifully rosy from our kiss. Heero licked his lips as I watched, and his mouth looked positively juicy, like the sweetest fruit. Fuck, I had it so bad for him.

“So, the girls told me you were willing to enslave yourself for me.” I smirked as he dropped his head and nodded.

“I’d rather not talk about it if you don’t mind.” His face was completely composed when he looked back up.

I felt myself smile, and I crawled over to sit in his lap. “Does that mean you won’t agree to the same for me? After all, I’m the one who got hurt.”

Those dark eyes were hungry as he leaned forward, his mouth brushing against the skin under my chin. “All you have to do is ask, and I’ll do it whether that makes me your slave or not.”

“Yes.” It was just a breath escaping as his hands traveled up and down my back, firm pressure making my skin feel alive with sensation.

And of course that’s when I heard the girls knock on the door. I couldn’t tell if their timing was amazing or terrible.

I stumbled backwards off his lap, grateful that my pants were loose enough to hide the most obvious evidence of our play. But then again, they’d know what was going on as soon as they saw Heero’s mouth. Bah, whatever.

The girls breezed in like a whirlwind. And of course Hilde noticed Heero’s overnight bag sitting by the door, making a snide comment about how far he got into the room before getting frisky. Bitch, I hate it when she’s right. But truthfully, I had completely forgotten that I told him to bring a bag. I was more concerned with re-introducing our mouths to each other.

Movie night began without a hitch. The girls took the loveseat with Heero and I on the couch. He sat in the corner with his arm along the back, and I sprawled across the length with my head on his chest. To tell you the truth, I don’t even remember what movie the girls picked because about four minutes in, I had a blanket across my body, and my hand was teasing the inside of Heero’s thighs.

I felt his body shift a little deeper into the couch, which also conveniently shoved his crotch up into my hand. His breathing caught as I playfully squeezed him through his pants. I was having a lot of fun, but I guess he decided it was his turn, too. His hands gripped my hips under the blanket and pulled me into his lap.

We both heard the girls giggle as one of Heero’s legs came up onto the couch and he pulled me in between them. He rocked his hips again, pressing his hard cock into my low back while his hands trailed down my chest. His lips pressed to the skin behind my ear, putting my head between his face and the girls, hidden.

His deep voice hummed softly, vibrations echoing down my spine, as his lips sucked on the tender skin. My breathing was ragged, and I did my damndest not to arch into his wicked fingers as they splayed across my chest.

I was staying as still as possible so the girls wouldn’t know what was going on under the blanket. Heero’s lips traveled lower, forcing my head to turn slightly. A sharp gasp caught my attention, and I realized the girls were in a very similar position. And Noin was very flushed, lips parted, panting.

God damn, does it make me wrong to be hotter knowing that both couples are desperately holding back, even if I’m not physically attracted to them at all? I’m such a pervert. Then Heero’s hand cupped my groin, and I kinda didn’t care any more. I glanced at the clock, trying to figure out how much time was left in the movie, too much. Way too much.

Heero’s hand slid into my pants, bare flesh wrapped up in his calloused hand. Done.

I grabbed the remote, killed the movie, pulled his hand out of my pants, and stood. The girls jerked in surprise (and potentially something else) as I grabbed Heero’s hand, pulled him off the couch, and dragged him down the hall. “Bed time!” I called back hearing the girls’ laughter follow me into the bedroom.

But I was beyond caring at that point.

I shut the door to my bed room, and was immediately pressed back into it. Heero rocked hard against me, and I was finally able to release the moan that had wanted to surface for the last hour. Yeah, yeah, I was normally pretty vocal during sex. So sue me.

My shirt was removed, and I know I popped at least a few buttons off his shirt as I tried to take his off. Hot, it was so fucking hot I felt like my skin was boiling. My hands went to his chest, his chiseled, bronze, so fucking perfect chest, and pushed him hard backwards. His balance was quickly recovered with a few backwards steps, but I was coming forward, and continued coming forward to shove him onto the bed.

I crawled over him. He was leaning back onto his elbows looking positively tasty. Good idea. “Take your pants off.” I was on all fours, straddling his body. He groaned, and lifted his hips as his hands fumbled with button and zipper. He shoved his pants down, and Lord Have Mercy, his fabulous cock was right there. I should have tried to play it cool, tease him to incoherency, but I wanted it too bad.

Heero groaned my name as I swallowed as much of him as I could, my hands pressing into the flesh of his thighs, supporting my weight as my tongue danced across the shaft. One of his hands came up to run fingers through the fringe of my bangs. He murmured how good my mouth felt, how much he wanted me, and I never felt so cherished as when his fingers slipped down to draw gently across my face.

I looked up at him. His eyes locked with mine, lust was there, yeah, but there was more present than just that. My chest hurt suddenly. I pulled off with one last kiss to the tip. “If I wake up alone tomorrow morning, I’ll never forgive you.”

Heero sat up wrapping me in his arms. “You won’t, I swear it.”

I felt something ease within me, some tightness I didn’t know was there leave suddenly. Then his mouth was on mine, and his hands were everywhere, and I sank into the heat that was Heero. Bliss coursing through me as his hands made my body their playground.

He rolled me underneath him and stripped me as naked as he was, but when his fingers traveled down to my entrance, I went cold. “Don’t Heero, not tonight.”

He froze and pulled his hands back, eyes turned to me. “Whatever you want, Duo. Do you want to take me?” He sounded uncertain, whether that was because of his offer or the fact that I stopped him, I don’t know.

“No. I don’t want…just surface stuff.” Lust was burning through me, and I wanted him with a ferocity I hadn’t felt since vacation, but it was still hard to give him all of myself again. His offer to bottom helped, but it was still too much too soon. My head knew he had gone through slavery for me, but my heart knew what it felt like to yearn for him for a month without hope.

“Sure.” His mouth was back on mine, hands stroking up and down my arms, soothing, stoking a fire that had calmed somewhat. He claimed my mouth, pressing my head backward causing my neck to kink and my chest to arch into him. When I was wild and writhing beneath him, he rolled us so that we were both lying on our sides.

“Is it alright if I taste you?”

My groin tightened, and my balls clenched with his question. “Yes, but swing around. I want to suck you off, too.”

We ended up with my head pillowed on his bottom thigh, his other leg rolled back and bent at the knee, and me in a very similar position. I was mouthing his cock as his tongue was torturing my balls. I sucked him hard into my mouth, swallowing him down to the root; he groaned as he pressed his tongue into the skin behind my balls. Pleasure flooded me, filled to my throat with the scent of him heavy around me.

When his tongue went farther back, swiping across my entrance, I near screamed, fingers clenching hard on his hips, my hips shoving forward to give him more access.

“Is this alright?” His breath was hot against my most scared place.

“Yes.” It was almost a plea. I’d never been rimmed before. Well, I had always been a top by choice, anyone paying attention to that area got discouraged quickly. Damn, but Heero had enough talent to make me bend over and beg for it.

That wicked tongue swirled and teased, pressure for just enough of the tip to enter, and then shallow again. Never actually breaching, and I was just about sobbing around his shaft. Air was something I wasn’t getting enough of, and I had no choice but to abandon my work on him. Heat, boiling heat, and the slick wetness at my ass was too much, I was pulled tight, arching into every move. Then a slick hand wrapped around my cock, pumping in time with his shallow pressure, and I was gone.

I screamed my release and remembered nothing as my world went white.

When I came back to earth, Heero was lying over me smirking. “You feinted again.”

Bastard. “Your fired.” He quirked an eyebrow at me, still wearing that damn smirk. “You might be better than my hand, sir, but at least my hand lets me enjoy my post-coital bliss. Therefore, you are fired. I’ll go back to using my hand.”

Heero kissed me hard. “I don’t believe you.”

I shook my head, sleepy. “Nope, just you wait, I won’t call you next time I need to get off.” Oh, speaking of getting off, I pressed up against him, trying to stoke his fire enough for him to let me play.

He still looked too damn smug. “Please forgive me, Duo. What can I ever do to make up this appalling grievance I’ve committed against you?”

Sarcasm does not suit him in this instance. “Bastard.”

His lips found my neck again. “It was such a turn on watching you. Your ass clenching around my tongue, your voice begging and pleading and gasping my name. I couldn’t wait for you to wake up; I came so hard just looking at you.”

I shuddered from the words and the feel. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“But it’d be worth it.” His confidence was back, and it was doing really bad things to my already spent libido.

“Yeah, I guess it would.”

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So slave Heero seems a little much, but as committed and determined a man as he is. I can see him going full force to get someone back. And you know the girls would settle for nothing less. But if you're as squicky-feeling about it as I am, don't worry, it won't really be mentioned much outside this chapter.

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