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Gundam Wing Hentai
Chapter 37: Blindfolded
Author’s Note: Please note,
yes, Atonement was only a one shot, so I’m not going to write more on it.
However, sometime in the future I plan to extend all of those really short
chapters, so Atonement will be a bit longer, but as of now, it was meant to be
short and somewhat dark. However, if anyone wants to extend it, don’t forget
that I’ve offered a challenge for people to work on this anthology as well, all you have to do is send me your chapter at thorperin@pmc.edu and remember that the
only rule is that Duo has to be the uke. If, however, you don’t write
fanfiction, you can just send me plot bunnies. This one, for instance, was a
prompt for sex in a public place with a blindfold,
hence the title. The next one I’m working on, China Boy, was a prompt for
something softer than the darker stuff that I’ve been writing, something more
along the lines of a shounen ai manga. I have no less than twenty plots that I
am working on right now. Not to mention the very, very large fic, Sweets to the
Sweet that is slowly sucking out my soul.
Warnings: Masturbation, PWP,
OOC, language.
Pairings: 1x2, brief mention
of 4x2
Summary:
Heero and Duo work for a small company and Heero is constantly hounded at work.
Heero laments that he will never be good enough for Duo, but one night when
they are all alone might change that.
Note:
While I don’t own the Gundam characters, Nicolao is MINE,
he’s from my original work, Solstice, though that’s not his personality.
For the fifth time that day alone, Heero wondered if he
could get away with murdering his boss. Such thoughts were becoming more and
more commonplace, but he finally came to the conclusion that he would no doubt
be the prime suspect. Besides, Duo would scold him.
“Yuy! We do not pay our employees
to laze about! Get to work!” the slightly overweight man screamed at Heero as
he stared off in space. The other employees at the surrounding cubicles peeked
out of the walls like strange gofers to watch what had become a ritual event.
“I am not slacking,” Heero said with a frustrated
expression, “I have finished my work and I have nothing more to do until
tomorrow,” he tried to explain, however, his words only made the man flush red.
“Yuy, no excuses! That’s bullshit,
there’s no way you could have finished all that work! If I come back here and
see you slacking off again, I’m docking your pay!” The man snarled and stomped
off to his office before Heero could respond. Heero glared at his back, hoping
that a ceiling tile would fall on his head or he would get his eye punctured by
one of his fountain pens or something.
“Got chewed out again, huh?” A voice, accompanied by the
rich smell of hot coffee, came from behind him. Heero spun in his chair to see
that Duo, his ever present pillar, was standing behind him holding a steaming
cup of coffee. Heero somehow found the ability to smile when he looked into
Duo’s violet eyes.
“Here you go,” Duo said, handing the coffee to Heero, “I
just got off my lunch break and I saved you a cup.”
Heero breathed in the aroma of coffee deeply.
“Shit, Duo, you’re a gift from the hypothetical gods.”
Duo laughed sweetly. It was the best sound he heard all day.
Heero’s breath caught in his throat as Duo leaned in close to him. What was
he-?
“Don’t let the asshole get to you,” Duo whispered into his
ear, then spun and ran back to his own cubicle. The coffee in his hand was
nowhere near as hot as Heero’s face and he cherished the ghost feel of Duo’s
breath on his neck. Duo was his saving grace, he was quite sure that he was the
only reason why he was still breathing. It was only a year after the war, but
that they still hadn’t found their calling rankled a bit. Neither Heero nor Duo
had wanted to pick up guns ever again, so they had declined Une’s offer to join
the Preventers, but Heero wondered if maybe that was the only choice left to
them. Quatre had given them a recommendation, so their lack of records hadn’t
been a problem when looking for a job and they had managed to land this one.
However, sitting in a cubicle all day typing up reports for a boss that didn’t
understand what ‘Gundam Pilot’ meant was not ideal. He didn’t know how Duo
managed to keep going, he was sure that his best friend was just as bored as he
was. After all, the only reason why Heero had lasted here was because Duo
hadn’t talked about leaving and there was no way he was leaving him behind. He
had had a crush on Duo Maxwell for a long time; he just hadn’t realized it
until the other boy had claimed that they were ‘in this together, come hell or
high water.’ Now, he was too far under his skin for him to do anything about
it. If Duo left, he left, if Duo stayed, he stayed, that’s all there was to it.
Of course, there boss didn’t yell at Duo so much because Duo bribed him with
heavenly made coffee and had created ‘looking busy without actually being busy’
to an art that Heero had not mastered yet. All of this was complicated by the
fact that, until recently, Duo had been dating Quatre. Heero wasn’t sure on the
specifics, but they had broken up mutually, for which he was glad. They were so
strange together, like two puppy dogs. They had been a cute couple, but it had
still hurt to see them together.
“Man, you’re so lucky,” Nicolao, who worked next to Heero,
said. Heero glared at him. Nicolao was openly gay and openly attracted to Duo.
He kept trying to get Heero to give him his number, but Heero would sooner chop
off his hands than let the sleazy man anywhere near Duo.
“Not only are you the only one he talks to like that, he
also gives you coffee, and you didn’t have to ask for
it,” Nicolao sighed heavily.
“He’s easily the most attractive guy in this dump,” Nicolao
whined, “and he’s single! Man, I wish I had a boyfriend like him!”
Heero let the rest of Nicolao’s words pass through him. He
knew that Duo was the most attractive guy here, or
anywhere in his opinion, but just because Nicolao was right didn’t mean Heero
was going to give him any encouragement. Heero watched as Duo emerged from his
cubicle and their boss walked over to him. With his excellent hearing, he
picked up their conversation.
“Maxwell, where are those copies?!” The older man growled.
Heero gritted his teeth. He wanted to tear out the man’s throat for talking to
his friend like that. He watched with a triumphant smirk as Duo handed him the
bundle of papers he had been carrying.
“Yes, sir, I was just about to find you. I already sent
them to accounting and they sent it back to me to give to you. I figured that
giving it to you just so you could send it to accounting personally was a waste
of time, so I did it myself,” Duo said nonchalantly, but Heero could see the
pleasure in Duo’s eyes of having one upped their boss.
“Oh, well, uh, thank you, Maxwell,” their boss sputtered,
obviously not knowing how to handle an employee that did their job well and
without being told.
“No problem, sir,” Duo said with a bright smile that made
the man blush as he scuttled back to his office.
The hours flew by in that same way. People would shuffle in
and out of their cubicles to deliver papers with their boss looking over their
shoulders like some guard dog, occasionally barking orders and reprimands at
them as though he enjoyed watching them sweat. He even popped by Heero’s area
to give him a stack of papers that Heero knew would take hours passed his usual
time to complete. He had to bite back a swear more
than once as he worked on them. Five o’clock rolled around and it was only
Heero and Duo left on their level. Heero knew that Duo was probably just
killing time, since he would not go home to their apartment without him. They
only had one car, but Heero could easily take the bus, but Duo was never one to
leave one of his friends behind. Every time Duo left his cubicle, Heero’s eyes
were on him and he watched as each hour passed and Duo started to act weirder
and weirder. At first, he just looked distracted which, for Duo, was odd
enough. He was energetic, but was still a focused individual. Then, there was a
blush on his face, as though he was too hot. Now, as he shuffled out of his
cubicle, he would occasionally rub his thighs together and look uncomfortable.
“Duo, are you sick?” Heero asked as Duo passed by him. If
at all possible, Duo’s face seemed to flush even more deeply and Heero noticed
how he seemed to have a hard time breathing.
“It’s nothing, Heero, I’m just
going to go to the bathroom, ok?” He said with a smile, than moved quickly out
of Heero’s sight. Heero watched him go, confused.
“Weird,” he murmured.
As soon as Duo was out of Heero’s sight, he made a run for
the men’s bathroom. He couldn’t believe that this was happening again! It was
totally ridiculous, he was supposed to be working, or at least looking like he was
working, but for the past few hours, he had instead been solely focused on the
erection that he just couldn’t will away. He thought that he could handle being
alone at the office with just Heero a few feet away, but it was too much. The
knowledge that the two of them could do just about anything and no one would
know was making him horny. He thought he could last until the end of the day,
but here he was running to the bathroom to handle his little… problem. Damn
Quatre to hell, this was all his fault! No, that
wasn’t true. Duo was sure that if he wasn’t attracted to Heero that this
wouldn’t be such a huge problem. That was the whole reason why they had broken
up. Quatre had realized that Duo was in love with Heero and Duo had realized
that Quatre still held a torch for Trowa; therefore, the only logical
conclusion was that they part ways. Their relationship had been mostly sexual
anyway. They were great friends, but romantically, there wasn’t as much there
as there was with him and Heero. Duo blushed as he made his way into a stall
and put the toilet seat down so he could sit on it. Quatre was the one that had
started this with his obsession of sex at work. Now, he had missed the feeling,
but he was sure that he could ignore his desires if Heero wasn’t around. He
unbuttoned his slacks and took them and his boxers off, folding them neatly and
putting them to the corner of the stall. With shaky hands, he undid his red tie
and tied it around his eyes, the heavy material blinding him. He moaned at the
sensation of being exposed and vulnerable, then
started.
It hadn’t taken Heero as long as he had thought to finish
the reports and he was left waiting for Duo to get out of the bathroom, but
after ten minutes, Duo hadn’t come out and he was starting to worry. He sighed
and walked into the men’s room. Maybe Duo had gone to get another coffee. He
knew that he hadn’t left the building, but surely he couldn’t have been in here
for so long? Maybe he really was sick. If that was the case, he would have to
check up on him. As he walked into the bathroom, he heard a small, strange
noise.
‘What is that?’ He wondered, perplexed. Was Duo throwing up
or was there someone else here? He heard the noise again, it was low and
pained. What if Duo was hurt? He went to the stall he heard it from and found
that the door was unlocked. He opened it a crack even as a small voice inside
of him yelled at him not to (1). His blue eyes widened at the sight. Duo was
indeed inside and he had been the one making the noises and he was in pain, but
not like how Heero had thought. Duo was sitting on the toilet, without anything
on besides his white, button-up dress shirt, and a red blindfold and he was…
touching himself. Heero stood there, rooted to the spot, enthralled by the
vision. Duo’s hand was wrapped around his dick, which was red, swollen, and
dripping with creamy precum. That hand moved up and down, pumping at his
erection as his fingers caressed his heavy balls. His other hand was under his
shirt at his chest, his long fingers rolling one soft nipple between them. Duo
was making the most erotic sounds Heero had ever heard as he played with
himself.
“Ahh, nooo,” Duo moaned loudly, his hand spreading his cum
on his length, making it glisten. Heero could see everything, his tight balls,
his clenching thighs… he panted with Duo, feeling his own cock rise in his
pants. Of course, the flushed face, the panting… Duo
hadn’t been sick… Heero watched as Duo’s hand quickened on his cock and Duo
tossed his head back, his neck muscles tight as he cried out. Thick semen
erupted from Duo’s penis, covering his hand and he sat limply on the seat,
still panting.
“Heero, oh, god, Heero!” He
groaned in the aftermath of his climax. Heero felt something break deep inside
of him and he flung open the stall door. It banged against the wall. Duo’s head
shot up and Heero almost wished he could see his eyes.
“Who’s there?!” Duo cried and that
spoke to Heero of how out of it he must have been while he had been jerking
off. The Shinigami he knew would have heard him come in the bathroom.
“Baka!” He cried and lunged at
him. Duo was still shaking from his ejaculation and he couldn’t fight back as
Heero wrapped an arm around his waist and tore off his shirt.
“Heero?!” He gasped.
“Shut up,” Heero growled. He swiped his tongue against
Duo’s shoulder, tasting skin and sweat. He ran his fingers over one of Duo’s
peaked nipples.
“You’ve kept this a secret from me? You like me?” Heero demanded. He felt Duo’s
cock hardening against his leg.
“Heero, I-,” Duo screamed as Heero slid two of his fingers
into him.
“Oh, God, yes, yes, I love you!”
Heero gripped his chin and kissed him, feeling the heavy
cloth of the blindfold, but not caring. All he knew was the softness of Duo’s
lips and the taste of his tongue. Duo loved him. Duo was naked and he wanted him. He gently pushed Duo against the
wall and pressed a hand against his ass. His cheeks were gorgeous and perfect.
Duo was perfect.
“So beautiful,” Heero hissed, sliding his fingers in and
out of him. He was so tight and hot, clenching around his fingers, “Naked and
horny, just the way I’ve always wanted you.”
“Heero,” Duo begged, “Please.” He cried out as he felt
Heero moving his fingers deep inside of him.
“You’re so hard already,” Heero murmured, wrapping his
other hand around Duo’s arousal and squeezing lightly, making him moan. “Such a slut,” Heero said affectionately. Duo pressed
his cheek against the wall of the stall and rubbed his thighs together as Heero
stroked him from the outside and inside.
“I couldn’t control myself,” he admitted with a heated gasp
as Heero added a third finger, stretching him and pumping his cock. He felt his
balls tighten at the feeling of Heero’s calloused hand on him. He felt like he
was going to explode again. He whined as Heero slipped his fingers off of him
and grabbed his hips, leading him to sit on the floor facing the toilet, the
tiles feeling cold on his legs and butt as he sat there with his legs splayed
and supporting him. Heero sat on the toilet seat and unzipped his pants, taking
out his cock which had grown to an impressive size after fondling Duo so
intimately. He had never thought that something like this would happen and he
wasn’t going to waste a second wondering whether they should be fucking in a
bathroom at work.
“Suck on me, Duo,” Heero asked in a pleading voice,
pressing his cock against Duo’s cheek so he could find it while he was still
blinded. Duo felt Heero’s cock, hard and wet on his face and ran his tongue
over the swollen head. Heero hissed in pleasure at the feeling of Duo’s soft
tongue on him. He smirked as he saw Duo wiggle his hips and moan as lapped at
his length.
“Do you always gyrate your hips
like that when you’re sucking someone off?” He teased.
“Please,” Duo begged, wrapping his lips on the side of
Heero’s cock and sucking lightly. Heero gritted his teeth. It was almost too
much, that light suction and the feeling of Duo’s hand as he gripped his cock.
“I need you to fuck me.”
“Enough,” Heero growled and led Duo to the wall, pressing
him against it. Duo let out a startled gasp as the cold metal was pressed
against his hot skin.
“I’ll be careful,” Heero promised and pressed forward.
Duo wailed loudly as he felt the hot length penetrate him,
stretching his passage as his lover nudged forward. He panted, feeling every
inch of the sweet flesh push into him. He felt like he was going crazy… it felt
too good…
“Heero… so thick…,” he cried, grabbing at the smooth wall
for some purchase, but there was nothing to hold onto as Heero started to pound
into his ass. He felt Heero grab his ass cheeks as he thrust in and out of him
in a wonderful, intense rhythm. He screamed as he felt the other boy slam into
that spot deep inside him that always made him insane. He wished that the
blindfold was off, but at the same time, he was feeling things more intensely
this way. He had no control here, but he was glad to relinquish it to Heero.
Heero squeezed his eyes shut, grabbing Duo’s leg to lift it slightly so he
could go deeper. Duo was so tight and hot. He moved back and forth, his balls
slapping against Duo’s ass. He felt like this one moment would never end, it
would be just him and Duo, connected, forever. But, like all wonderful things,
it did end. Duo’s silken insides squeezed and caressed him until he could take
no more and he exploded deep inside of his lover. He barely heard his lover
gasp, then those inner muscles tightened even further
as Duo came for the second time. The bathroom faded away in a wash of white.
Duo blinked awake to the feeling of thick cream dripping
out of him and found that he could see. Heero was still laying on him, in him,
but he had gotten rid of the blindfold.
“Wow,” Duo breathed. Heero snorted.
“Heero, I’m sorry,” Duo apologized for not having told
Heero of his feelings.
“Don’t,” Heero commanded, wrapping his arm around Duo’s
waist in case he tried to move away. He wanted to stay in him just a little bit
longer.
“The million dollar question,” Heero said, “Is where are we
going to work now?”
Duo craned his neck to look back at him.
“What do you mean? Heero, you know that the only reason I
don’t complain about this job is because I don’t mind as long as you’re here, right?”
“Yes, but there’s no way I can work here and keep my hands off
of you,” Heero stroked his thigh.
Duo laughed.
“I guess you’re right, that wouldn’t be professional, would
it?” Duo squirmed underneath Heero’s weight.
“So, you gonna get off of me anytime soon?” He asked.
“Nope,” Heero said with a grin. After all, they had all
night…
End
Woo hoo, another Gundam Wing
Hentai chapter done! The next one is another little 1x2 ditty I call ‘high
school days’. I’ve got at least fifty plots lined up, so this thing is long
from over… but the fiftieth chapter, yay!
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