Dark Side of the Heart | By : shinigamiinochi Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4564 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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The Dark Side of the Heart
Chapter 4
Author’s Notes: yet another
chapter. Maybe I’ll be able to finish this fic, but
don’t hold your breath. These next two chapters are mostly just sex and were
part of the original plot. 98% of the stuff after that was not part of the
original plot, but since the plot was incomplete and more like a basic idea
four years ago, that’s pretty obvious. Four years ago, I thought that this
thing was only going to be three chapters. Sigh, I was so naive back then. Almost 800 hits on this ficcie.
>.> That’s surprising considering the reviews I’ve gotten on other sites.
Maybe AFF’ers are a
different breed. I’d like to talk about abuse now. I believe that abuse is like
addiction, unless you quit for yourself, you cannot break the cycle. If you try
to quit smoking just because someone asks you to do it, that’s not going to
work. Duo is currently in a very dark, disturbing place and is very confused
about his feelings. He believes that it doesn’t matter, the abuse is going to
continue no matter what and that it is easier just to do everything he is told.
Besides that, he believes that he might still have feelings for Heero and he’s
so cowed and used to the abuse by now, it has actually become part of his
normal life. When someone is in a situation like this, it is very difficult to
break the cycle. Either it continues until the person dies or something
dramatic has to happen for the abused person to see that they have to get out
of the situation. As for Trowa and Wufei, yes, they will be making appearances
soon, but I do not want them to ‘save’ Duo. Like I said, if someone just comes
along and pulls you out of an abusive situation, you haven’t really learned anything
and will probably just fall back into the cycle again. If this fic is to have a happy ending, Duo has to save himself, but
that doesn’t mean that Trowa and Wufei can’t help him out every once in awhile.
I’m always hearing stories from authors from other fandoms
about how, when they write a fic that has a rare
pairing, they get flamed for not writing a popular pairing. I’m glad that the
Gundam wing community is just liberal enough that they can read and fic like this and not complain about the pairings. I mean,
I have read about one or two fics that don’t have
Quatre and Trowa together and maybe one that has paired Wufei with Trowa.
Really, the only flames I get for this fic are people
whining about me bastardizing Quatre, but after Gundam Wing Hentai
and Gundam Wing Fairy Tales, you’d think people would be used to my bastardizing
characters.
Duo awoke Saturday morning with the feeling that something
was very wrong. First off, he had a hard on that was throbbing against his leg painfully,
something that hadn’t happened in a very long time. The shades had been pulled
up and Duo felt a weight on his back. As he woke up all the way, he realized
that someone was straddling him and licking the back of his neck, nipping at the
skin there lightly. But, that wasn’t the worst. His ass throbbed and he
realized that it wasn’t because of last night. There was something inside of
him, something big, larger than Quatre or Heero. Whatever it was, it was cool
and very hard and was stretching him in a way that was quickly becoming
unpleasant. Now he knew why he had an erection at least, but it scared him to
know that they could have put something in him without him waking up. He hadn’t
thought that he had been that tired last night. His hip stung a little, but he
couldn’t feel any blood, so the cut must have healed ok. Suddenly, the person
on his back, most likely Quatre because of the weight and what he was doing to
him, bit down hard on his neck. Duo cried out and wriggled his hips, realizing
that the thing inside of him was also very slick and wet. It didn’t feel like
lube, it was thinner somehow, more like oil. His body automatically tried to
push the offending thing out of him, but someone, Heero he assumed, had to have
a hand on it, because it didn’t move an inch.
“Just a little morning snack for you,” he heard Heero say
from behind him as Quatre got off of him and Duo managed to shakily get his
knees under him and push his body into a sitting, kneeling position. He
whimpered as he felt the large thing shift inside of him. It was uncomfortable
at the same time that it was making him feel things right now that he didn’t
want to feel. His cock burned and felt like a separate thing from the rest of
his body. His balls felt so sore, he hoped that they wouldn’t touch them. He
just wanted to crawl off to a dark corner somewhere and jerk off like he never
had before.
Heero knelt in front of him and brought his fingers to Duo’s
lips. They were wet and as Duo licked them, sucking each finger into his mouth
to clean them, he could taste vegetable oil. It came to Duo then what was
inside of him; something that big, that hard, cool,
and like a rod. He groaned and squirmed harder.
“Don’t,” Heero ordered. Duo stopped squirming immediately.
“Master, it hurts,” Duo pleaded. He gasped as Heero grabbed
the end of the large cucumber that was jutting out of his ass and twisted it.
Duo’s toes curled at the feeling of the smooth skin of the vegetable turning in
the ring of sensitive muscle that was his entrance.
“It will hurt more if you don’t follow my orders, do you
understand?”
“Yes, Master,” Duo responded. His body quivered with the
need to get the cucumber out of him, while his mind struggled to control his
body. He bit his lip as Heero made his ass rise out of its resting place
against his legs so he could thrust the vegetable in and out of him. The thing
was too big for him to ignore, so as it moved in and out of him, Duo couldn’t
help but moan, his dick twitching and wetting itself with precum.
Quatre placed a hand on Duo’s stomach and another grasped
his hip, feeling his muscles clench as Heero fucked him. The hands disappeared
for a second and Duo watched through half lidded eyes as Quatre’s pale, long
fingers dipped into a bowl that was on the bedside table, taking out a dollop
of something that was white and fluffy, possibly whipped cream. Duo gasped as
the blonde put the cream on each of his sore nipples, the iciness of it making
them harden and throb. He felt the cream start to melt with the heat of his
body and drip down his chest.
“Normally I wouldn’t have something so sweet this early in
the morning,” Quatre said with a hungry smile, “but you’re so adorable, I think
this time I’ll just have to indulge myself.” Quatre licked the cream from each
of his nipples, swirling his tongue around them and sucking each into his mouth
to suckle. Duo moaned breathlessly at the feeling of Quatre’s hot mouth on his
chilled nipples, warming them again. Then, Quatre started to suck on them and a
mix of pain and pleasure shot through him and his legs shook.
“I love your nipples,” Quatre said as he attacked the
tender, sore flesh like a man that was starving, making them even more swollen
with his harsh kisses, “they’re so soft, even when they’re hard like this, like
flower petals. And I especially like these,” Quatre said, curling his tongue
around one of the nipple rings and tugging hard. Duo cried out as more of that
strange pain/pleasure feeling hit him. Heero smirked as he saw Duo’s ass clench
down on the cucumber in a strong spasm. Quatre took both nipple and ring into
his mouth and worked at the metal with his teeth. Duo groaned loudly and spread
his legs automatically. His nerves tingled pleasantly and he could feel his
orgasm building up in his groin, begging for some reprieve.
“Master, can I come?” Duo asked desperately.
“No, not today,” Heero said flatly, twisting the cucumber
roughly, drawing it all the way out and slamming it back in, angling it against
his prostate. Duo screamed as pleasure shot through his genitals and thighs,
his body moving forward with the force of Heero’s movement and tiny drops of
cum dripped off of his blood red cock. Duo felt tears pouring from his eyes.
His cock hurt so much. He thought that he could actually feel the cum pooling in his balls, needing to be released badly. Duo
whimpered as Quatre let go of his nipple, giving the nipple ring one last tug
with his teeth as he departed.
Heero forced Duo to lie on the bed, his legs folded under
him and his stomach resting on his knees, spreading his legs as much as he
could. Duo gasped as the cucumber that had been in him for who knew how long
was taken out and Heero thrust in. It was strange, the coolness of the
vegetable replaced by the hard heat of Heero cock, thrusting in and out of him
smoothly.
“Fuck,” Heero groaned through clenched teeth as his cock
was suddenly surrounded by moist, soft muscle, “even after all that you’re
tight,” he growled, feeling Duo’s tense insides gripping him. Duo panted,
feeling Heero’s balls and thick hair against his backside. He was so hot, he
felt like he was melting as Heero started to pound into him, a little bit of
the taller boy’s precum dripping out of his stretched
hole, yet the tension of being denied orgasm was making him tighten around
Heero. Heero grabbed his hips and fucked him rapidly, losing himself in Duo
until he finally came with a choked scream, his semen shooting into the long
haired boy.
Heero panted as he pulled out, shoving his fingers back
into Duo’s slightly slackened hole to keep his cum from dripping out. He licked
his lips as he saw Duo’s balls, heavy and swollen, tight against his body. He
could feel need radiating off of his body in invisible waves. The sight of the
beauty, so tortured, so wanting for something that only Heero could provide,
made the Japanese boy’s cock twitch. He grabbed Duo’s hand and wrapped it
around his cock, making him clean the remaining cum off of him. When Heero
finally let him go, Duo looked at the sticky, white cum on his hand with a flat
expression. His eyes widened as Heero slipped his fingers out of him and shoved
the cucumber back in.
“It stays there until I let it out,” Heero said, the
thought of his cum trapped inside that hot little body by the vegetable made
desire grow inside of him, but he would take care of that later, right now he
was hungry.
“Time for breakfast,” Heero said, swatting at Duo’s full
backside as he left the bed. Duo got on hands and knees shakily. His ass felt
weird. The cum was much thicker than the vegetable
oil, yet the cucumber held it all in a little too well. He had to force himself
not to try to push it all out. He tried not to think too much about his cock, at this point it was all he could do not to rub
himself against the soft sheets for some sort of relief.
“I want an omelet,” Quatre said as he rolled out of bed.
Duo saw that the blonde was also very aroused, which meant that he would
probably take his turn after breakfast. It took a few minutes, but Duo finally
managed to get off the bed and to the bathroom to wash his hand.
As ordered, Duo made omelets, glad to see that they had
everything he needed. It wouldn’t be the first time that Heero would make him
go to the grocery store with a hard on and something shoved up his ass. A long
time ago, he had been nervous about cooking naked, but he was used to it now,
he was just careful about it. He made enough for Heero and Quatre. He was in no
mood for food and he couldn’t sit down no matter how he angled his body.
Rummaging around the kitchen for pans and food had been unpleasant, every
little movement making things inside of him shift around. As his lovers sat
down to eat, Duo went to the laundry room to finish what he had started last
night. He took the clothes out of the dryer, gasping as he had to bend down to
get them all, and put the wet clothes from the washing machine in the dryer. He
dumped the remaining clothes from last night into the washer and put spray and
wash on the bloody towel before tossing that in as well, then
began to work on folding their clothes. He sighed. He was so adept at this now,
the little household chores. He remembered how there had been a time when he
had no idea that these things were done, let alone how to do them. But then he
remembered that it was Sister Helen that had taught him how to cook and fold
clothes and stopped thinking about it. He left the laundry room and went back
to the kitchen where Heero and Quatre were done eating and were talking about
some trade summit they had seen an article on in the newspaper. Duo had no idea
what they were going on about. He didn’t watch TV or read the newspaper
anymore. All that he knew about the outside world was what he heard other
people talking about or what he saw on his way to work. He cleared the dishes
from the table and started to wash them. Unconsciously, he rubbed his legs
together, making the rough material of the thong rub against his balls, not
noticing how Quatre and Heero had stopped talking to look at him behind him.
Heero stood from the table and opened a cupboard, taking
out a cylinder. He popped the plastic top off and took out the glass, old style
thermometer and approached Duo (1). He turned the long haired boy around and
pinned him to the counter. Duo looked up at him with wide amethyst eyes. Heero
loved those eyes, especially when he was aroused and they became slightly
clouded with pleasure or widened like this when he had shocked him and he could
see all the swirling colors, purples and blues. Heero grasped Duo’s standing
cock, making the boy cry out.
“Naughty boy,” he hissed in Duo’s ear, “you can’t last one
whole hour without wanting it, can you? I should punish you for rubbing like
that.”
Duo whimpered as Heero traced his cock with the cold
thermometer, drawing precum on its metal tip and
smearing it on the head of his length.
“If you’re having such a hard time with a
such a little thing like not coming, I guess I’ll have to help you, won’t
I, slut?”
“Master?” Duo’s next words came
out choked as Heero started to push the thermometer into the slit of Duo’s
cock. Thin precum dripped out as the thin glass tool
slipped inside of him until only an inch of it was sticking out. Heero smirked
as Duo body thrashed against his and the American grabbed at the counter in
order to keep standing.
“Not… there,” Duo gasped out, “please, Master, take it out…
it burns,” Duo cried, feeling tears gathering. Heero wrapped his hand around
his cock and pumped.
“No!” Duo sobbed, his fingers digging into the marble
counter top. His cock pounded with his heartbeat, his balls tightening, yet
nothing came out of him. He couldn’t cum. Heero watched his face as he moved
his fist up and down Duo’s cock, saw his cheeks blushed prettily and his eyes
clouded once more with need, a need that Heero would not give him. Heero laid down on the ground, grabbing Duo’s hand and pulling him
on top of him. He grabbed Duo’s hips and ground his cock up, into Duo’s,
listening to Duo’s cries with a pleased smile. Quatre watched all of this from
his chair with a heated smile. Heero watched him, manipulating Duo’s hips to
bring their groins together over and over. Duo cried as he felt Heero’s hot,
solid cock rub against his, stroking it and wetting it with the precum that Duo himself couldn’t give anymore. Heero
watched as Quatre took something out of the refrigerator, then devoted his
attention to watching Duo as the boy’s hips started to move on their own,
squirming and pressing down on his. The metal of Duo’s nipple rings burned into
his skin.
Duo screamed against Heero’s chest as Heero used one hand
to pull out the cucumber and something icy and harder than anything he had felt
inside of him was thrust into his hole, yet it was oddly slick.
“Too cold!” He cried, struggling
to get off of Heero and dislodged whatever had just penetrated him. Quatre just
laughed as he slipped the cherry popsicle all the way
into Duo’s ass, the heat from the boy’s body melting it a little and bright red
juice ran down Duo’s balls. Duo mewled in frustration. The icy thing was
burning his insides, but Quatre placed a hand on his lower back, forcing him back
down onto Heero. Heero gripped Duo’s hips to keep him still as the boy squirmed
and struggled and Quatre held the popsicle steady deep
inside. Heero stared into Duo’s wide eyes. He had that shocked look that Heero
loved, like the boy couldn’t believe they were abusing his body like this. But,
that was the fun of it, keeping him unbalanced and surprised. Heero rubbed
against him, Duo’s hairless skin feeling silky against him, kept bare for this
reason exactly. There was nothing like the feel of pure, soft skin against his
cock.
Quatre kept the popsicle inside
Duo, watching and listening as the boy cried and wriggled, trying to get away
from the torture they were inflicting on him, but it was no use. Minutes passed
with the icy stick shoved inside of the boy and Heero rubbing against him, until
Quatre finally removed the popsicle’s stick, the ice
treat having completely melted and filled Duo with the red, watery juice.
Quatre licked his lips.
“Cherry’s my favorite flavor, you know,” he grinned,
whispering in Duo’s ear as the boy panted. Heero raised an eyebrow at him,
prodding him on with his eyes and Quatre could tell that his Japanese lover was
eager to have Duo again. He gripped his cock and pressed his head to Duo’s
stretched hole and slid in. Duo grunted against Heero’s warm chest as Quatre
began to slide in and out of him, his insides slick with cherry juice and Heero’s
remaining cum. He found he could only pant inarticulately. It felt too good,
Quatre’s cock rubbing his insides and Heero grinding against his hard penis.
Quatre moaned as Duo’s insides started to spasm and he
pressed his hands against his pale buttocks. He was so soft down here, the
globes against his hips and balls felt like heaven. The boy who once called
himself the God of Death rocked against his thrusts, his ass trying to swallow
more of Quatre’s cock inside of him even as Quatre slid into him to his balls.
“I’m coming,” Quatre groaned, laying
against Duo’s slim back, his long, silky hair caressing him. The blonde gasped
and felt his balls tighten. He pulled out, his red, swollen cock bouncing
against his stomach and dripping juice and precum. He
straddled Heero’s chest and shoved his cock into Duo’s face. As Quatre’s pert
ass swayed in front of Heero’s face, Heero swiped his tongue against Quatre’s
asshole. Quatre came with a shout, his seed spraying onto Duo’s face in thick
globs.
Quatre turned to glare at Heero angrily. He liked to fuck,
to dominate, but he refused to let anyone dominate him, even Heero.
“Don’t you ever pull that shit again,” he snapped. Heero
just smirked. Quatre turned his attention back to Duo who was looking at him with
clouded eyes, his hips wriggling.
“Clean it,” Quatre ordered, gripping Duo’s hair and shoved
his dick into Duo’s mouth. Duo lapped at it, tasting the bitter cum and the
sweet cherry juice until Quatre’s limp length was completely clean and he
popped it out of his mouth. Quatre rolled off of Heero and watched with a sated
expression as Heero gripped Duo’s hips tighter and moved him further up on his
chest, angling his cock against Duo’s hole and plunging in.
Duo moaned tiredly. He just wanted to cum… it was too much.
He wanted to sleep, he wanted this to stop, even
though it felt good to his body as Heero slowly slid in and out of him.
“Master,” he mewled weakly.
Heero ignored him, sinking into Duo’s heat and moved in and
out, hitting Duo’s spot only once in awhile, keeping him teetering on the edge.
Duo’s insides clenched around him once more, searing with heat and Duo’s hips
started to move up and down on Heero’s ample length.
“Bad boy,” Heero hissed, fingers digging into Duo’s flesh.
He gritted his teeth as he felt his orgasm climbing higher and higher. Cum,
thick and pearly white filled Duo and his whole body twitched, only concerned
with the need to come. He rubbed himself against Heero’s stomach as Heero
continued to thrust, his cock starting to soften inside of him as Duo’s ass
milked him.
Heero panted as he withdrew, lifting Duo
off of him and laid him on the kitchen floor. Duo looked up at him,
desperation clear in his eyes.
“Please, Master, let me come.”
Heero looked back at him, studying his body, the slim
shoulders, shaking, long legs, rubbing against one another, the long cock, hard
and red and twitching, the end of the thermometer peaking out of the head, his
ass, dripping cum and juice. He really was tragically beautiful. It made him
want to break him into little pieces.
“No.”
Duo curled up into a ball of pain, tears marring his pale
cheeks and his cock throbbed against his stomach.
End Chapter 4
One more
smutty chapter then some plot will happen.
(1) About this scene, first
off, I know that many people keep thermometers in their bathrooms, but we keep
ours in a kitchen drawer so =P Also, when a man is aroused, semen builds up in
the epididymus and when ejaculation occurs, the semen
travels through the vas deferens into the shaft of the penis, so before
ejaculation, there isn’t any semen in the penis, so stopping it from coming
this way is very possible, though probably painful for a guy. As for precum, well that’s secreted just to help semen along and
to neutralize bacteria, it’s not really connected with the semen in the epdidymus. If you don’t know how to do
sounding or keeping off male orgasm, please don’t try this stuff. >.<
Like anything else, if you don’t do it properly, pain will result. This biology
lesson has brought to you by memories of seventh grade sex education. See, my
education wasn’t completely wasted!
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