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Chapter 3
Wufei slapped
himself in the face and asked Quatre to pinch him in the arm. Aw! Dammit, that
hurt. Dammit again, he wasn’t dreaming this.
“Why do I always
have to be the black sheep?” he yammered.
Quatre chuckled and
cuddled close against Trowa. “Say Wufei, where have you spent the rest of the
night? You got us worried with your threats to hang yourself.”
Wufei’s cheeks all
of a sudden felt warm, if not burning. “That’s none of your freaking business,”
saidsaid, rummaging between the mess of sheets in search for his clothes and
putting them on when he’d found them. Great, all crumpled up. “Now, if you’ll
excuse me, I have to make a rope.”
“Make a rope…?” Quatre queried.
“Yeah. I
couldn’t find any. So I guess I’m gonna have to make one myself.”
They both sam
dm
disappearing again and looked at each other.
“So now I’m
worried,” Quatre said.
“Oh, so you’re
worried about him after all,” Trowa said on a slightly reproaching tone, crossing
his arms in front of his chest.
“How do you mean?”
“Well, last night
you didn’t really seem to care when he hightailed.”
“Last night I had
you naked and aroused. Besides, he didn’t really seem to mean it.”
“Neither did he
now.”
“I know, but he
keeps on sticking to it,” Quatre said thoughtfully. “I think we should go and
find him.”
“I agree with you
on that,” Trowa said, putting on his clothes. He waited until Quatre got
dressed, ogling his ass as much as he could in the mean time, and together they
went in search for their suicidal friend.
**********
“Heero, what are
you doing?” Duo asked dismayed.
“What does it look
like, baka? I’m getting dressed.”
“Why? Why? Why are
you getting dressed? Why, Hee‑chan? I like it better when you’re naked,
so I can jump you at any given time. Don’t forget, you still have to bottom.
Heero, why are you giving me my clothes? Do I have to get dressed too? Why?”
“Duo, saskiasking
so many questiond pud put you fucking clothes on.”
“But Hee‑chan…”
“I still have other
plans than humping all day long.”
“But we called this
our humping weekend, Hee‑chan. We *have* to hump, otherwise it wouldn’t
be a humping weekend.”
“Correction. *You*
called it a humping weekend. Now, if you don’t mind, I’m hungry and I’m going
to get myself some food.”
“Where?”
“In the forest. I
told you, that’s what camping is all about. I’m going hunting.”
“What?!” Duo
yelled, shooting upright and bumping his head against the upper bars of the
tent. “Hunting like in ‘Killing cute and innocent animals and eating
them’-hunting?!”
“That’s right.”
“Hee‑chan,
you can’t…!”
“Oh, come on now,
Duo! You have been a fucking Gundam pilot and have taken hundreds of innocent
lives in the war. Now don’t go telling me you’re gonna make a fuss about killing
one or two fucking rabbits!”
Duo was taken aback
by Heero’s sudden rage fit. He could’ve picked a better moment to go and play
Perfect Soldier again. Way to go to spoil the mood, Hee‑chan. “Okay,” Duo
peeped meekly. He followed Heero outside and into the forest. “So, what are you
gonna use, Hee‑chan? Are you just gonna sneak up on it and break its
neck?”
“Exactly. My hands
are all I need,” Heero whispered.
Boy, Duo had heard
those words in definitely more interesting situations.
Heero scanned the
ground with eagle eyes. He couldn’t find anything at first. It took a while
before he saw anything that looked remotely like a rabbit, but eventually, he
spotted a little brown furry ball with long ears and a wiggling nose.
“Now, be quiet.”
Duo did his best to
give him his most sullen and angry stare, but Heero didn’t even notice. Just
when Heero was about to grip the little neck, Duo let himself fall on the grass
with a loud thud and whoosh, gone was the rabbit.
Heero turned around
with a jolt and speared Duo to the ground with his eyes. “You did that on
purpose!” he huffed.
“No, I didn’t,” Duo
said quickly, his face a picture of innocence.
“You do realize
that it’s only a matter of time before I get my hands on another one?”
“And before I
accidentally chase it away again.”
“Duo, I swear, if
you do that you’re going to regret it.”
“Oh yeah? What
would you do?”
“You’re going to be
the uke for the rest of the month.”
“But Hee‑chan,
it’s just so cruel!”
Heero frowned. “You
said you like it when I’m cruel.”
“That very much
depends on the situation!” All his charms and trump cards were not enough to
make Heero change his mind. Another rabbit hopped into his field of vision and
this time Duo wasn’t fast enough to do another rescue operation. The poor
animal dangled by the scruff of its neck before Duo had even noticed Heero had
moved.
“No, Hee‑chan!
Don’t kill the bunny!” he cried. “I’ll be the uke for the rest of the year if
you want me to, but don’t kill it!’ He knew how to manipulate him. Cute pouting
lip, sad puppy‑eyes. To his despair, Heero didn’t seem to budge quite
yet. He thought the uke thing would’ve done it, but dammit no!
“Please, Hee‑chan.
Why do you think I brought all the food? I don’t like hunting, it’s cruel. Look
at the bunny, Hee‑chan. Look at it wriggling it’s cute little nose.”
Heero seemed to be
in two minds. Duo watched hopefully how indulgence and stubbornness were
fighting for the upper hand in his eyes. He tried the last argument he could
think of. Something that definitely would do the trick if he was to be
convinced of something: the food. More precisely the quality of the food.
“We can make
sandwiches if we get back to the tent, Hee‑chan. I brought new bread and
loads of tasty sandwich filling. I bet that will taste a lot better than a
rabbit that’s roasted above a fire. It will be too dry and first we’d have to
skin it and then our hands will be full of blood and…”
“Alright, here you
have it!” Heero finally gave in. He shoved the animal in Duo’s hands and knew
he had done the right thing the moment he saw Duo’s face. It seemed to burst
with happiness and relieve.
“Oh Hee‑chan,
thank you! You’re the best! I don’t care having my ass abused for the rest of
yearyear, but please don’t ever kill again,” Duo cheered.
“You don’t have to
be the uke for the rest of the year, you baka. It’s just that the Perfect
Soldier inside of me wakes up every now and then,” Heero sighed.
“That’s not good,
Hee‑chan. You should put it to rest,” Duo said, while he was caressing
his bunny.
“I know. Come on,
let’s go back.”
On their way back
Duo let his eyes wander over the beauty of nature. He’d always loved nature.
Flowers, trees, dew glistening on the grass, Wufei making a rope, cobwebs
shining in the sun…
Hold it, rewind.
Wufei making a
rope?
“Hee‑chan,
look over there,” Duo said, tapping Heero’s shoulder. “Am I seeing things or is
that really Wuffles sitting over there?”
Heero followed
Duo’s pointing finger and indeed saw Wufei sitting against a tree, in effect
making a rope of tiny twigs and grass. As far as he could understand him, he
was mumbling something along the lines of “What in the name of Nataku have I
done to deserve this?” The rope made a funny loop, and alarmed by the thought
of just what he might be making, they both hurried to their friend.
“Wufei, what are you
doing?” Heero asked.
So much
concentrated on the making of his rope, he hadn’t seen Duo and Heero, and he
jumped slightly when Heero addressed him. “I’m making a rope,” he mumbled
without looking up.
“A rope with a loop
in it?”
“Yes. I’m going to
hang myself.”
“You’re going to
hang yourself?! Hee‑chan, did I hear that right? Is he going to hang
himself?”
“Yes Duo, you heard
it right. Wufei, why are you going to hang yourself?”
“Because Quatre had
to go and drag me with him to listen to you guys humping whenever you’re not
too tired, and now Quatre and Trowa apparently found it a good idea to do that
too, with me still in the tent, may I remind you,” he added pointedly, “and
then this morning I wake up and find you two buggering me about Duo having fucked
me yesterday, which I cannot remember, and pestering me about joining you guys.
And Duo, why the hell are you carrying a rabbit with you?” he said, finally
looking up.
“Because Hee‑chan
wanted to kill and eat it and look at how cute it is,” Duo said, shoving the
rabbit under Wufei’s nose.
“Get that animal
away from me!” Wufei sputtered. “For crying out loud, Duo! Are you a man or
what?!”
“Oh, I’m a man
alright. Wanna see?” he grinned, fiddling with one hand at the front of his
pants. “Hee‑chan, hole bue bunny for me. And don’t kill it!”
“It’s okay! It’s
okay, I believe you!” Wufei squeaked, promptly throwing his rope aside. But Duo
already had his pants open and his cock peeking through the flap of his boxers,
and Wufei found himself staring.
Duo grinned maniacally
as he saw Wufei mesmerized. Since they were trying to convince him in joining
them, he didn’t think it was too inappropriate. “Seeing anything you like?” he
sniggered.
Wufei got upright
and backed away as Duo stepped closer, his eyes never leaving Duo’s rapidly
hardening cock. The tree behind him prevented him from going any further.
“You know Wufei, we
weren’t buggering or pestering you this morning. Well, maybe a little. It’s
true that I didn’t fuck you yesterday,” he said, stalking ever closer to his
victim. ‘But what I said about you joining us, that I really meant.” He pressed
himself against Wufei’s trapped body and let his breath ghost over his ear. “So
what do you say? Wanna give it a shot?” he whispered, pushing his hips against
Wufei’s groin. A devilish smile graced his lips at Wufei’s defenseless
whimpers. His tongue flicked out against an ear shell and his mouth prowled
further over flushed cheeks. “Come on, Wufei. It’s really fun.” His lips found
Wufei’s and a questing tongue plunged forth. Another push with the hips, which
caused Wufei to groan his surrender.
“I take that as a
yes,” Duo growled. Finding no objection from Wufei, he kneeled down, undid the
button and zipper of Wufei’s pants and slipped his cock into his mouth,
prepared for the sudden upward thrust from Wufei’s hips.
Baka. Baka he had
always called him. Well, there was nothing ‘baka’ about this. This felt like
heaven with a hint of paradise and a touch of Eden. Moan after moan rolled out
of his mouth and he was finally starting to understand why Duo and Heero
couldn’t be quiet for one single moment while they were at it again. It was
damn wonderful.
Still panting
heavily, he cracked an eye open and looked at Heero, who was doing his best not
to squeeze the rabbit to a pulp. His eyes were big, but not with anger of
disgust, but with awe and lust. Frankly, he didn’t seem to mind at all.
Duo let his tongue
work its magic and fervently bobbed his head up and down. He never knew Wufei
could make such sweet sounds, but while this was fun, it wasfun fun enough. He
still had other things in mind. Quite reluctantly, he let go of that delectable
cock, knowing he had left Wufei hungry for more, and straightened again.
“Did that feel
good, Wuffie?” he purred.
“Yes,” Wufei
breathed.
“Do you want me to
go on?”
“Oh… Yes.”
“Do you want me to
fuck you? Do you want to feel my hot, long cock into your tight hole?”
“Dammit… Yes,” he
forced out of his throat.
Duo delighted in
seeing all those different expressions on Wufei’s face, and he could’ve sworn
that the guy would come then and there if he would keep that dirty talk up.
“Very well,” Duo smiled. “But first you have to do something for me.”
“Anything.”
“I don’t want to
hurt you, so we’re gonna need lubricant. The thing is that I don’t have any.
But Quatre and Trowa have lubricant. So do you want to go and get it?”
Wufei’s need for
Duo was searing enough to have run ten times around the forest if he had asked
him to. That need would’ve dropped dramatically by then of course, but if Duo
fucking him would be the reward, he would gladly do it. Compared to that,
robbing Quatre and Trowa from their lubricant would be a piece of cake.
“I’ll be right
back,” he said. He tried to lock the weeping flesh back behind the zipper of
his pants, careful not to catch the sensitive skin between the metal teeth, and
set off at a run.
Duo went back to
Heero with a happy grin on his face and went sitting down in the grass.
“And then you dare
calling *me* cruel,” Heero chided his lover.
“Aw Hee‑chan,
you know it’s for his own good. Poor Wuffles would be in too much pain
otherwise.”
“You got a point
there,” Heero said, sitting down next to Duo and giving him back his bunny.
“But I gotta say, it’s fucking brilliant of you.”
“Why, thank you,
love.”
“Any suggestions
what we could do while we’re waiting?” Heero asked seductively, sneaking his
hand to Duo’s cock.
“Ah, be careful,
love. I still want to be hard when our black beauty comes back,” Duo said,
pulling Heero’s hand away. “But don’t worry. I’ll keep myself busy.” With a
naughty grin and an eye on his lover’s swollen groin, he went sitting behind
him and wormed his hand under Heero’s waistband.
“Duo, oh God,”
Heero moaned.
Duo’s fingers
massaged and rubbed, knowing each sensitive spot on that cock of the boy he
adored so much. A hot tongue swirled in Heero’s ear and proceeded over his jaw
to his neck, where soft lips joined into the game and sucked hard.
“Nnnh… Duo,” Heero
whimpered, thrusting his hips urgently up in the tight channel of Duo’s hand.
His breathing quickened and his moans got louder, and Duo knew he wouldn’t hold
out much longer.
“Found it!” Wufei’s
voice interrupted them. “Oh! I’m so sorry!” He quickly turned around and
kneeled down.
Duo was on fire.
His cock occasionally rubbed against Heero’s back and the sensual sounds his
lover was making sent his hormones into overdrive. He had to be careful not to
come himself by the mere thought of Heero squirming and moaning in his arms.
Well, one arm. The other one was still occupied by the bunny. Heavens, he
needed to come. Wufei returned about just in time, and as much as he wanted to
keep on pleasuring Heero, the boy was again reaching for his rope. He quickly
gave the bunny back to Heero and got upright.
That was the last
straw. He knew Duo had been fooling him after all. He had just turned his back
and there he was, jerking off Heero. Where was that damn rope? The sooner it
would be finished, the better. A hand suddenly took the rope out of his hand
and lay it back in the grass.
“I would lay that
back aside if I where you,” he heard behind him in a voice that made him melt.
Duo felt that Wufei
was surprised and he smiled. He knew how to use his voice to get people to do
what he wants. “Turn around,” he whispered.
Wufei did as he was
told and came face to face with the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen: two
pools of liquefied purple, darkened with lust and clouded with passion.
“Did you get the
lubricant?”
Wufei nodded
slowly, breathless, awe‑struck.
“Perfect,” Duo
smiled. “Now we can get to the real fun.” He undid Wufei’s button and zipper
and slid his pants off. Taking the lube from Wufei, he coated his fingers and
quickly, yet thoroughly prepared him. Then he coated his cock and gently eased
it into Wufei’s waiting ence.nce.
It touched Wufei
how careful Duo was, yet he couldn’t deny a light spasm of pain when he entered
him. He got used to it though, and soon enough, all he could feel was pleasure.
He closed his eyes and gladly surrendered to the steady pushes of Duo’s hips.
They both jumped as
an angry cry tore through the forest.
“Wufei!! You
traitor!”
Wufei’s heart
lurched when he saw the outrageous face of Quatre. Rope! Where was his rope?!
“Quatre, it’s not what you think!” he meagerly tried to explain. Duo chose that
exact moment to locate his prostate, making the boy cry out in sudden pleasure.
“Not what I think?!
Not what I think?!?! I witness Duo taking you up the ass, and you’re telling me
that it’s not what I think?!” Quatre hollered. “You are so going to regret
this, buddy! Come on, Trowa! Trowa, where are you?!” He reached his hand
behind, but couldn’t feel him. Looking around, he spotted him sitting squad
next to Heero, crooning to a rabbit. “Trowa, come back here, you weakling!”
“Quatre!”
“I’m sorry, Trowa.
I didn’t mean that,” Quatre sighed, rubbing his temples. “It was just my anger
running away with me.”
Heero carefully
shifted the rabbit in his arm and crawled to the rope, then offered it to
Quatre with a goofy grin. “If it can be of any help…” He could swear that the
blonde boy would explode with anger and he practically rolled over the ground
with laughter.
“The nerve!! Come
on, Trowa!”
“What are you gonna
do, Quatre?” Trowa asked, meekly following Quatre back to their tent.
“Oh, you’ll see,”
Quatre sniggered. “Wufei’d better start worrying if I were him.”
“Quatre, come back…
I mean… What are you… Oh Duo, what are you doing to me…” Wufei stammered,
alternating between reaching out tatreatre to stop him from doing God knows
what and marveling at the things Duo could do with his cock, his hands and
heavens, his tongue.
“I wouldn’t worry
about it too much,” Duo murmured in his ear. “Heero and I, we won’t allow bad
things to happen to you. Only good things.” Thrust with the hips and squeeze
with the hand. “Wonderful things.”
Heero was having a
hard time. The view he was treated to screamed for it to take his cock in his
hand and jerk it raw, but if he would do that, then he could no longer be responsible
for the spasms his other hand would make on the neck of the little rabbit.
Seeing as to how Duo had been treating it, he’d probably want to keep the
stupid animal, and if he would put it down in the grass it would run away. He
needed a place where he could make sure it would stay around, somewhere whehe che could lock it up…
The tent. The tent
was only a few steps away. All he had to do was throw it in there, sit back and
he would be on his way to his own little paradise. He jumped upright and just
as he was about to turn around, he still looked back and frowned. Something had
been bothering him about this situation ever since the start, and only now it
occurred to him just what it was. Duo’s moans were so different, not only
filled with pleasure, but also with wonder, as if it were his first time. And
in fact he was right, it *was* his first time. His first time as a seme.
**********
“Quatre, what are
we gonna do now?” Trowa asked, fiddling with his shoelaces. “Are we just gonna
sit here and wait until they’re back?”
“Exactly,” Quatre
said, peering through the open zipper of the tent.
“And then?”
A sly grin played
around Quatre’s mouth and he squinted back to his boyfriend. “You don’t have to
worry about a thing, love. Just leave everything up to me. All you have to do
is fuck me.”
“Can I fuck you
nowrowarowa said eagerly, sitting behind Quatre in less than no time.
Quatre shivered at
the sudden contact and for a moment considered throwing the whole plan outside
in the grass. But revenge would be sweet. Bittersweet.
“No sweetie, not
yet,” he giggled. “But I need to be brought on the right temperature first,” he
added as he saw the disappointment on Trowa’s face.
Trowa slowly let
his hands glide underneath Quatre’s shirt and kissed the soft skin of his neck.
“I can take care of that,” he murmured.
“Will you do
anything I want you to do?” Quatre asked in the kind of sultry voice Trowa had
never heard from him.
“Anything,” he
whispered with a quick bite in the earlobe.
“Talk dirty to me,
Trowa.”
“Talk dirty?” Trowa
said, arching an eyebrow. “But I don’t know…”
“Just say what you
would like to do with me. Like I did yesterday.”
“But… I don’t… I
can’t…” Trowa stammered.
“Come on, Trowa.
You said anything.”
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