Lurking in the Shadows [complete]

The trick, Duo knew, was to keep the blond off guard. He took one of the buttons of Wind\'s shirt in his mouth and proceeded to show his would-be lover some of the other things he could do with his mouth. He pushed the first button through the hole with his tongue and trailed his nose along the newly exposed skin to the next one, slowly revealing more of the firm upper body.

He moved his hand from testicles to shaft, wrapping his fingers around it and sliding it along the length until his thumb was able to swirl the bit of precum leaking from the tip.

He rested the side of his face on the blonde’s stomach, his warm breath creating small droplets of moisture on the exposed skin. He lifted the hand that had been partly supporting his weight and hooked a finger into one of the belt loops, tugging on it slightly to reveal part of a smooth skinned hip.

Milliardo moaned as a skilled hand worked over his cock. Again the comparison between Duo and Heero rose, and all he had to do was imagine that to be Heero\'s hand massaging him, making his heart race. The way his clothes were being stripped from him so slowly was maddening as well; yet he wasn\'t about to pull his own clothes off for this man! This was not Heero!


Milliardo was lost, completely lost. His body was rearing to go, but his mind was trying to put on the brakes at every turn.

This is Heero, he told himself, and immediately his hands shifted above his head. Milliardo clutched onto the balcony rail and lifted his face to the sky, panting. \"More!\" he rasped out, barely avoiding saying \'More, Heero!\'

Duo was pleasantly surprised at the sudden verbal plea. The man\'s body had been asking for it for a while, but it seemed his brain was slowly giving over as well. Duo\'s tongue made a few passes over the tip of the blonde’s swollen cock, and he tightened his grip on the shaft as he sucked on the head.

His tongue probed the slit, penetrating it with short jabs, and then Duo removed his hand and took all of it in his mouth, sliding his lips down the length until his nose was buried in the pale curls. While he applied more suction with his mouth, he grabbed the belt loop on the opposite side and as soon as Wind\'s hips rose slightly, Duo pulled the pants down a few more inches.

It was all the progress he\'d needed. Once the pants were past the hips, he didn\'t have as much of Wind\'s body weight providing resistance. Determined to keep the blond distracted, Duo moaned around his cock, and slid his hands up the other man\'s thighs, then he grabbed the waist band and pulled the pants down even further.

Gods forgive me for what I\'m doing, but I\'m loving it, Milliardo begged silently. Heero, you\'re amazing, I want you so badly...


He thrust into the hot mouth engulfing him, clutching harder at the cold metal rails above his head and groaning.


Without even intending it, Milliardo had kicked off his pants, helping Duo, and his entire lower half was exposed to anybody who felt like looking up a few feet from the street below or the buildings across from them.

It was like his first time all over again; he could only moan and whimper with every touch, every deft movement of Duo\'s tongue. \"Don\'t stop, please don’t, H--\"


He clenched his jaw shut and ground out a wordless plea.

Duo\'s breathing grew ragged as the blond finished the job Duo had started, and he was actually begging for it now. The fingers of Duo\'s right hand danced lightly along one bare thigh when Wind clamped down on another of his pleas. Duo pulled his mouth away and quirked an eyebrow at him. \"Please don\'t...what?\" he said, pushing himself off the blond and looking down at him. \"Please don\'t...hold me? Hurt me? Have me?\"

Duo wasn\'t stupid. Heero was the key to getting the guy to give in to him, and if it suited Blondie to pretend it wasn\'t Duo giving his balls a tongue massage, it was no skin off Duo\'s nose. The important thing here was that Duo got what he\'d come here for, and that meant he had to lower his own pants. He was long, but not that long.

It had stopped; Milliardo\'s mind seemed to slowly drift back to reality as he looked up at the expression Duo was making. The man was determined, but there was something else; agitation? He was sure that Duo knew the only reason they were both in the apartment... but now that there wasn\'t a mouth on his cock, it was as though he could see straight again.

He kicked one leg out of his pants with practiced ease before straddling Wind\'s hips. \"Aaaah, but you didn\'t want me to stop, did you?\" he asked, leaning forward until his hair framed both their faces. \"Which is it, \'Wind,\' do you want me?\" He captured the mouth below his again, forcing his tongue in and tasting the coppery tang of blood as his teeth cut into the not-so-pliant lips.

He pulled away again and rocked his body backwards, rubbing his exposed backside along the still hard cock behind him. \"Which way do you like it, \'Wind\'? Bet you can guess I\'m not really in a bottom kinda mood tonight.\"

\"Heero,\" the blonde managed to force out, in a brief moment after turning his head away. \"I want Heero. You haven\'t even told me much.\" He squeezed his eyes shut. \"None of this will make him stay here! None of this will fix anything!\" He put his hands on Duo\'s shoulders and pushed the man away from his face. \"This was a mistake,\" he whispered, looking up at the face framed with flowing dark hair rather than short, unruly spikes.

This wasn\'t Heero in the least. Milliardo tried to sit up, but his shoulders were pinned by Duo\'s hands.

He ran his hands up Wind\'s sides, turning his hand so the backs of his fingers and tips of his fingernails grazed the short hairs at the blonde’s armpits, then the gentle touch was gone in the blink of an eye as Duo slammed the heels of his hands onto the shoulders of the man beneath him.

\"Listen to me,\" he hissed, \"and listen to me carefully. You. Owe. Me. I coulda let you stand outside haunting the apartment long after Heero was gone, but I\'ve given you fair warning. You want to know anything about Heero, you have two choices. You either ask him your own fucking self...\" Duo\'s fingers clamped down on Wind\'s shoulders and he dug his fingertips into the skin. \"Or you find out from someone who knows.\"

He grinned again. \"I like you, Wind. There\'s something about you that gets the blood pumping. Everywhere.\" He gestured at his own erection. \"I\'d really like to see how good you are with that mouth, but I\'m thinking that wouldn\'t be the best idea I\'ve had tonight. And believe me, I\'ve had some really good ones.\"

He slid down the blonde’s body a bit and pushed his upper body upward so that his back arched a bit. He undulated his hips, grinding his arousal against the one trapped beneath it. \"Ever tried this with Heero?\" He rotated his hips. \"Or this? I\'m willing to bet you didn\'t.\"

This man\'s attitude had changed in a heartbeat; Milliardo didn\'t like the stare he was being given nor the nails digging into his flesh as he was berated, even though the hip grinding against him and the erection rubbing alongside his was excruciatingly amazing. This wasn\'t a game...


\"Get off of me!\" the blonde bit out, lowering his eyebrows and suddenly wishing he hadn\'t drunk the whiskey quite so fast. \"I don\'t care what you think I owe you!\" He bucked to the left, pushing Duo against the rails, and wrenched the hands from his shoulders, scrambling to sit up and managing to get on all fours.

Duo smiled at him. \"You look like an angry cat,\" he said. \"Know what they do to cats like that?\" He pushed away from the balcony rail and dropped into a half crouch, one knee bent and the other poised on the tiles. He started and looked to his right quickly. As soon as the blond turned his head to see what had caught his attention, Duo pounced.

Milliardo barely had time to react; what the hell was all of this? He had slept with dozens of aggressive men and women, but this Duo was reacting strangely...

It was the oldest trick in the book, and yet it worked almost every time. Duo felt the rush of adrenaline, of raw animal lust, at this man\'s pathetic defences. He grappled with Wind, pinching strategic parts of his body before clamping one hand firmly on the blonde’s right buttock. \"Lethal injections,\" he said.

Milliardo snarled in surprise as the man\'s quick hands seemed to bite down on different parts of his body, sending paralyzing pain and then numbness through his arms and legs. He gasped as his chest felt suddenly too tight, and breathing became hard; Milliardo was reduced to panting simply to get enough oxygen as he struggled to move.

\"Get out of my house!\" he roared, trying to get up but failing twice.

\"You fucking slut! I\'ll kill you!\" Milliardo was seeing stars, and he didn\'t know if it was from his rage, the humiliation of being taken down like some sort of animal, or the pinched nerves that were searing inside of him.

\"You\'re making me work for it,\" Duo complained. \"Heero never made me work for it.\" He took a deep breath and tossed his head to the side to get his hair out of his face. He removed the rubber band from his wrist and pulled it back, and let it go. It struck the enraged blond on the cheek. \"You should really think about getting these,\" Duo said conversationally, as if his host weren\'t practically screaming bloody murder at him.

The momentary confusion on Winds\' face gave the advantage to Duo again, and this time there was going to be no sharing of favours. He\'d given up more than he\'d planned as it was. His eyes glittered dangerously. \"And Heero,\" he added, \"knows better than to piss me off.\"


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