Lurking in the Shadows [complete]

Duo enjoyed a challenge when it was on his terms, and this one was working out well. Wind seemed to waver and then recovered almost immediately. Maybe he wouldn\'t get what he wanted, but as he\'d said to the man moments before, there was really only one way to find out. One of his hands grazed Wind\'s as he accepted the sullen offering, and he poured himself only half a glass.

He set down the bottle and swirled the liquid in the glass thoughtfully. He had his own policy when it came to telling a story. He never outright lied. He\'d learned that the best way to get people to believe him was to carefully construct the truth. It was as much a game as everything else. Wind was making it almost too easy, as far as the questioning went. More about Heero could cover just about anything. He knew what Wind wanted to know and needed to know and what he thought he needed to know - he was almost sure he knew, at any rate.

His lips caressed the rim of the glass, just for a moment, before he drained it in a single swallow. He set the glass down right where he had the first time, and then slid it closer to Wind\'s groin. \"He doesn\'t drink coffee because I told him it makes his cum taste bad.\" He removed his fingers from the glass and let his hand slide against the tiled floor as he drew it back.

Milliardo bit his lower lip as their fingers grazed, then the long-haired man began to speak. He could play this game just as well as Duo, but he didn\'t know how far he could take it. Deciding to just take baby steps, he shifted his weight and filled the glass with just a mouthful, downed it, and filled the glass again, handing it to Duo.

\"You can take more than half-glasses, I\'m sure. Come on, loosen up a little,\" he said softly, a faint smile playing on his lips as he looked the man in the eyes.

It was taking every ounce of acting he had learned from years of tricking, but he was sure that Duo couldn\'t see the wounds he was opening within Milliardo with each time he spoke.

Wind was beginning to change his tune, it seemed, but Duo wasn\'t willing to trust him just yet. It was far too fast for the alcohol to be \"loosening him\" up as Wind said, and he wasn\'t the one wound as tightly as a watch spring. He would have to tread carefully with this one.

He had a hard and fast rule that he was not one to be played, ever. No matter what the game was, Duo would change the rules as fast as often as he needed.

He accepted the glass and set it down next to him, then unfastened the top button of his pants and stretched out the leg furthest away from Wind. His host had told him to loosen up, after all.

Milliardo cringed inwardly, but to Duo his smile widened and he made an obvious sweep of his eyes from the man\'s feet to his head and back to rest at that undone button. \"That\'s better. So... is Heero the giver or the taker?\" he cooed.

The blonde leaned forward to grab the tumbler, letting his hand come to rest on Duo\'s upper thigh for support as he grabbed the glass. He smiled wistfully up at the brunette once more as he pulled away, letting his fingers drag along the man\'s leg until he was sitting back again, and poured himself another shot. \"And, also, what sort of things does he like? I mean, everybody has a hobby...\"

Duo appreciated the once over Wind gave him, whether it was the whiskey or the fact that Duo was having any sort of positive effect on him - positive in Duo\'s point of view, that was - didn\'t really matter.

Duo\'s needs were pretty simple. A bed to crash on, preferably with willing and capable company, a few simple luxuries - nothing that he didn\'t deserve. He drew his braid over his shoulder and brushed the end of it over his palm, then brought it to his lips and toyed with it there. It had managed to draw Wind\'s attention to his mouth, and that was never a bad thing.

Milliardo sighed, the sigh of relaxing somewhat, and watched as Duo played with his plait.

How many times had he played those very same games? How many men had Milliardo made sweat for their prize, just like this?


The worst part about it was that it was working. With each passing gesture, Milliardo was relating Duo to what he could imagine Heero doing in an ideal world. All he had to keep doing was thinking it was Heero whose pants were undone, and everything became easy.

He licked his lower lip and sat forward, putting his hand around the neck of the whiskey bottle and toying with the rim casually with his thumb. It was everything suggestive and more as he stared at Duo. \"Well?\" he murmured.

Duo had to hand it to Heero, he had good taste. Wind was definitely fuckable, and Duo didn\'t miss the cues he was being given.

Whatever Wind\'s motivations were didn\'t matter to Duo. He snapped the band off the end of his hair and ran his fingers through the bottom couple of inches to unravel the bottom of the braid, then threw it over his shoulder. Gravity would do the rest given some time. Duo wrapped his hand around the blonde’s and brought the bottle to his mouth, but his lips closed around Wind\'s thumb instead.

Milliardo pursed his lips, feeling the tongue on his thumb. Heero, imagine Heero doing this.


\"Talk to me about Heero. Tell me what he likes,\" the blonde whispered, leaning in and putting his hand back on Duo\'s thigh.

Duo closed his eyes halfway and drew the thumb into his mouth, sucking on it and swirling his tongue around it, mimicking actions he was sure Wind was familiar with. He set the bottle as far away as he could and leaned forward, bringing his body up on one knee and supporting the rest of his weight with his free hand.

Some of the hair that had worked itself free of the braid, as if on cue, fell forward, dangling over Duo\'s shoulder and draping over Wind\'s arm.

It was a damned good thing Duo didn\'t much care whether Wind really wanted him or not, otherwise he\'d be flaming pissed to hear Heero\'s name mentioned again. He shrugged mentally. If that\'s what it took to get Wind to open up to him, that\'s what it took.

This wasn\'t how it was supposed to work! Give and take, not just give! Milliardo pulled away slightly, looking Duo in the eyes, demanding more of what he wanted before he gave more of what the brunette wanted.

The thumb slipped from his lips and Duo flashed a bright smile at the challenge in those ice-blue eyes. \"Heero is a very tactile person. You\'d never guess it from his body language,\" he said, running his hand along the outside of Wind\'s thigh. \"He\'s very responsive, did you know that?\"

Half of Duo\'s hair hung loosely between them. \"And he \'loosens up\' considerably after he\'s had a few.\" Duo breathed those last few words into Wind\'s ear then swiped at the lobe with his tongue. \"Your turn, dude.\"

Fair was fair-- that was the most information Duo had given up all night. Milliardo lifted his hands and placed them on either side of the man\'s head, running his fingers through the hair until it was completely undone and draped about Duo\'s shoulders. He leaned in and brushed his lips along the brunette\'s neck and up his jaw line, closing his eyes, thinking of Heero.


It was Heero\'s lips he envisioned as he ran his thumb over the brunette\'s cheek softly and touched his mouth to Duo\'s lips. He kissed at the lower lip at first, nibbling it some, before lapping at it and covering Duo\'s mouth firmly with his own.

This tasted nothing like Heero, but he didn\'t care; as long as he thought about Heero, it was easy. Milliardo\'s arms were around Duo\'s neck now, pulling him closer as he moaned softly. How he had dreamed of Heero\'s kiss again, lusted for it...


He pulled the lean body even closer, opening his mouth to moan again.

Shit, he was good, Duo thought. He\'d only recently found kissing to be anything worthwhile - most of the girls he\'d brought home with him were more of the lip-to-cock sort, and he\'d had no complaints. There had been one girl, though, who\'d kissed him almost shyly, and had rubbed against him the entire time he\'d massaged her tonsils with his tongue.

When he\'d thrust his fingers into her, he\'d been surprised at how wet she was. Up until then, he\'d had no idea that anyone could get that close to getting off from a kiss.

Then there had been the night he\'d cajoled Heero into sharing a drink or two with him, which had turned into six or seven. Heero had glanced at Duo hazily, and Duo pressed his advantage, moving in and capturing Heero\'s mouth. Heero had groaned in response and wrapped his arms around Duo, engaging in a hot and heavy petting session. Duo had barely pulled Heero\'s cock out of his pants when his eyes had closed and his head had leaned back, the beginnings of an arousal gone to waste.

His heart was thumping heavily as he felt the weight of this body against him, and his left hand wandered down Duo\'s back and under the lip of his pants, clutching bare flesh as he took a fistful of the soft hair and slid his tongue into the waiting mouth. This was sheer agony; it was bliss because he was feeling things he had left cold-turkey after the night Treize had died, yet torture because it wasn\'t with the one he desired. Milliardo made a soft noise, almost a whimper, as he lay on his back and brought the man with him.

Wind was an experienced kisser, that was for sure.

He was a lot more aggressive than Heero had been before he\'d passed out and left Duo jerking off in the bathroom. As long as the end result wasn\'t going to be the same, Duo didn\'t mind the kissing.

Loosening his hair had been a good move. He hadn\'t expected to get this far this fast when Wind drew Duo\'s body down on top of him. He didn\'t mind surprises like this.

Heero probably wouldn\'t be too thrilled if and when he found out, but that was his problem, not Duo\'s. Duo became the aggressor in the kiss, sliding his tongue along Wind\'s in its quest for entrance in the blonde’s mouth.

Duo worked his hand between their bodies and unfastened Wind\'s pants, sliding the zipper down slowly and grazing the bulge beneath with his knuckles.

Milliardo gave the brunette free access to his mouth, and eased off on groping the man, having to keep his lust in check.

After all, look where it had gotten him the last time he had allowed lust to rule him.


He gasped as his pants were undone, jerking slightly. \"Wait,\" he panted, pulling away from the kiss and turning away, grabbing Duo\'s wrist before he went further. \"I don\'t think I...\" He squeezed his eyes shut and fell silent. He felt like he was betraying Heero.

Wind was giving him mixed signals, and although Duo had somewhat expected it, that didn\'t make him any less impatient to stop the posturing and getting down to the nitty gritty. Wind wanted it; Duo had felt the evidence just before his wrist was seized. Wind\'s protest died before it really begun, and to Duo, that was as good as saying \"never mind, go ahead.\"

Duo\'s mouth returned to the lips half clamped together, teasing them with the tip of his tongue. All was fair in love, war, and sex, and Duo felt that the least the guy could do at this point was put out. He bit lightly at Wind\'s lower lip, sucking it into his mouth and working it between his lips and teeth gently. \"Let me show you something you should try on Heero,\" he coaxed, working his hand into the open fly of Wind\'s pants.

He was becoming roused quickly, and the temptation was most certainly there, but Milliardo still had his conscience to fight even if his body wasn\'t trying very hard. At the mention of something to do for Heero, another thread holding him to his resistance was snapped. Duo kissed with more skill than anybody Milliardo had ever come across before; resisting was becoming a serious chore, and his body lurched as the brunette\'s fingers grazed his wakening groin.

He gasped, and the long-haired man took the opportunity to put his tongue into Milliardo\'s mouth. Still, the small amount of fight left in him refused to give up; several times he turned his face away, breaking the kiss, but each time, his mouth was caught by Duo\'s in a losing game.

Heero\'s name was like a magic incantation as far as this one was concerned, and Duo had no qualms about using that to his advantage. It was arousing as hell, plying the blond and attempting to weaken his resistance.

He had promised a bit of show and tell, although Wind was making it difficult at times the way he was fighting what they both wanted. No wonder Heero had a major boner for the guy. He plundered his tongue in the tempting mouth again, refusing to give Wind any edge. The ball was in Duo\'s side of the field now, and he planned on keeping it as long as he could.

He nudged the blonde’s legs further part with one of his knees and shifted his weight to gain further access in the open fly, catching both balls in his hand and fondling them gently.

He moved his mouth along Wind\'s jaw line and lapped at his neck, biting gently where the curve of his neck gave way to his shoulder and rubbing his thumb over the tightening sac in his hand.

\"Heero has a few places where he\'s rather ticklish,\" Duo murmured against the blonde’s damp skin. \"Funny thing about those places...\"

Duo nudged the collar of Wind\'s shirt aside with his nose and kissed along his collarbone. \"...they\'re also erogenous zones.\"

As soon as Duo had him in his hand, Milliardo seemed to melt from inside out-- to have somebody else touch him, and want him, was something he had sorely missed.


But this was not the hand he wanted touching him, and these were not the lips he wanted to have upon his neck. He wanted the man who seemed to know nothing in bed, who smelled like winter and looked up at him with large lustful eyes. He wanted to hear moans of \"Zechs!\" in his ear.


Milliardo growled low and pushed at Duo\'s shoulder, but the man had started to talk of Heero again. His grip loosened, and the blonde let his hands fall away from him, leaving them draped across the marble that was still releasing warmth from a day of sunlight.

He felt ensnared in an altogether new form; there was no fear of returning to Treize empty-handed, but now the betrayal he knew he was making far worse with every minute he allowed contact between himself and this long-haired viper.

Just as long as there wasn\'t penetration, he was fine, he told himself. It wasn\'t completely cheating with a bit of fondling. Besides, Heero already hated him enough, right? Milliardo moaned as the cool night air hit his heated skin, and Duo\'s tongue and lips worked devil\'s magic on his senses.


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