Devil's Gap

A/N: So I kinda forgot about this story. My bad.

Here's the epilogue.

Thanks to those who reviewed. :]



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The sun was setting on the horizon, and the horses were grazing leisurely in the fields. Some dogs were out running around, barking merrily in the last rays of sunlight, playing with each other and chasing around the local wildlife; birds, rabbits, even a few house cats. A girl smiled and waved at the two figures on the front porch of the ranch house, before she disappeared into a car and drove off down the long driveway to disappear into civilization. The two figures moved to sit on a swinging bench, letting out twin sighs of appreciation.



"I'm surprised things are going so well," Duo said, folding his hands behind his head and reclining fully, a lazy smile on his face as his booted feet kicked at the porch to keep the bench swinging.



"Grams would be proud," Wufei nodded, tucking his legs beneath him as he too watched the sunset, the tiniest of smiles on his lips.



For three years the two men had managed the ranch on their own, Gramma having passed from old age almost immediately after Duo had came into their lives. Wufei wasn't angry, or bitter; she had seen her remaining grandson happy, and apparently that's all she wanted to see before she let the good Lord take her. Since then, Duo and Wufei started a horse boarding business, and offered riding lessons. Their business was small, it wasn't particularly booming, but they were making enough money to live on and be able to afford a few luxuries, so they didn't mind the slowness. It just made for the ideal, lazy, relaxing ranch.



After Duo had become human things had changed a bit, though, for Wufei. The American's skin wasn't cold and clammy anymore; it was soft, supple, and when they occasionally brushed against each other it sent a thrill down the Chinese man's spine. They had established their friendship on the day that Duo had revealed the true nature of his unfinished business, but Wufei knew that Duo had done it all out of love. Which, to the raven-haired man, made no sense at all. He had never loved anyone, and couldn't even fathom how Duo could love someone that he'd never even talked to before in his life. And that was a literal statement, since the first time they exchanged words was after Duo had died.



Even so, Wufei was careful. Maxwell was his first real friend, and he didn't want to do anything that would warrant ruining that. Despite the fact that Duo had told him he loved him, three years ago, the subject hadn't been breached and Wufei wasn't sure if he was ready to contemplate it. But, his mind was working over-time, making his decision for him.



In the years that they lived together, running the ranch and taking care of the business, Wufei had found himself searching for Duo's ever-present smile. For his glittering eyes. For a glimpse of that long braid as he disappeared around the corner. That slim, youthful body as it glistened in the afternoon sun as he baled hay. Duo had died when he was seventeen, and his ghost form hadn't aged at all, but once he turned human his body started to age once again. He was now technically twenty, versus Wufei's twenty-four. But they knew that the physical age was only a number, and that Duo had been growing even after his death, even if his body hadn't.



"Hey, Wu," Duo said suddenly, stopping the swinging of the bench and glancing over at Wufei, who raised a brow in question. "I was thinking..."



"Oh, Lord help us all," Wufei said dryly, rolling his eyes but letting a small smile tug at his lips. He was thankful that Duo could catch his strained humor.



"Be nice," the American chastised lightly, before he grinned and stood up, holding his hand out to Wufei. "C'mere."



The singular raised brow rose a bit higher, but the Chinese man took the pale, strong hand and let himself be pulled up off of the swing, Duo guiding him over to the railing of the balcony. A few moments of silence stretched out as Duo leaned his forearms against the newly refurbished railing, his amethyst eyes hooding slightly as he watched the sunset. Obsidian eyes regarded the brunet, and Wufei grunted before nudging the other with his elbow impatiently.



"What were you thinking about?" the raven-haired man asked, and Duo chuckled as he straightened and turned to lock eyes with the Chinese man.



For a moment, Wufei felt his breath catch. Duo's impossibly hued eyes were reflecting the pinks and oranges of the sunset, making it look like there was a sun of his own setting behind the orbs. He had a soft smile on his lips, and his aura suddenly turned sensual as he took a step forward, letting a hand raise to filter through silky black locks. Wufei had finally started wearing his hair down, and Duo couldn't have been more pleased.



"You," Duo finally said, cupping a tan, hot cheek with his strong palm as he inched closer still.



Dark eyes flickered in mild confusion, and Wufei felt his heart hammering against his chest as the brunet dipped his head down just barely, their lips a hairsbreadth apart.



"I want to kiss you, Wufei," the brunet whispered, his hot breath ghosting over Wufei's lips.



The Asian could only blink a few times in confusion in response, before he finally lowered his lids and let out a small sigh, tilting his head a bit, parting his lips slightly in invitation. Duo took the invite and gently pressed his lips against Wufei's, his thumb stroking the high cheekbone, reveling in the softness of the skin. Wufei sighed once more into the kiss, relaxing as Duo wound an arm around his waist and pulled their bodies closer, chests pressed together as their tongues tentatively started to explore the others' mouth. Teeth nipped, fingers caressed, tongues battled; too soon, Wufei broke the kiss, a pretty flush on his tan features as he regarded Duo, his eyes glittering with curiosity, with underlying lust in the depths.



There was barely a moments' hesitation, before they were inside of the house and heading to the master bedroom, which Wufei had tastefully decorated to match his Asian heritage. They collapsed onto the bed, lips still locked, Wufei's body instantly flushing and overheating. He had never been like this with anyone, let alone a man, he wasn't quite sure what to do - but, Duo's skilled mouth was working on his neck, and he figured for once he could let go of the reigns and let someone else handle things. He trusted Duo. He knew that no matter what happened, the outcome would be... bliss.



"Nh~ah," Wufei arched his back into the touches and kisses that were being bestowed in his chest, his shirt bunched up under his armpits so Duo could have his way. Grunting, the Asian pulled the shirt completely off, flinging it towards the side. It wasn't like him to make a mess on purpose, but right now he just didn't care. He wanted Duo to have all of him, without anything hindering his mouth -- oh, God, that mouth.



Duo's tongue traced Wufei's ribcage, circled each of his nipples, and then his mouth placed a kiss in the center of the man's sternum. Wufei's eyes were screwed shut, his mind overloaded with the intense amounts of pleasure that were streaming through his system, and when he peaked open obsidian orbs he nearly died.



The brunet's fingers were toying with his belt, before undoing it completely and pulling it free of the loops only to join his shirt on the floor. Pausing, Duo straightened and pulled his shirt off of his body as well, revealing a body that finally had a chance to develop properly. Wufei licked his lips and sat up, attaching his lips to the collarbone, wanting to taste and feel all of Duo, all at once. With grace that he didn't know he possessed, he turned them over, laying Duo back on the bed as he hovered over the braided man and started to kiss down his abdomen. His tongue dipped and swirled and laved the naval, and with every ragged breath that left Duo's mouth, a pang of pleasure jolted straight to his groin.



His back arched, taut as a bow, as Wufei let his tongue slide along his hip bone and down to the line of his denim. He had no idea what he was doing, no, but he knew that he wanted to run his tongue over every inch of the brunet god laying beneath him. He unbuttoned the jeans and started to pull them down, easily aided by Duo, and as he worked on his own pants, they found themselves both only in their boxers - sweaty, panting, and heavily aroused.



Letting out a predatory growl, Wufei launched himself forward, kissing Duo's lips hungrily as he laid the brunet back against the bed, his hand skating down towards the braided man's groin. He wasn't sure... he rarely touched himself as it was, but he could feel the heat from Duo's hard cock emanating through the cotton of his boxers, and oh God, it was making Wufei impossibly hot. His palm rubbed over the man's crotch headily, their breaths increasing; Duo's from being touched, Wufei's from the hardness that his hand encountered. Dear Lord...



He hooked his fingers in Duo's boxers and pulled them down, freeing the erection and licking his lips. Before this, he had never even considered the cock an attractive part of the male anatomy, but right now it had to be the most delectable thing he had ever seen. The air was thick all around them, sweat starting to form and drip down the crevices of their toned bodies, and Wufei lowered his head to give the tip of the flushed erection a lick. It was tentative and shy, tasting and rolling around the strange sensation on his tongue. Deciding that it wasn't all that bad, Wufei dove down, taking in half of Duo's erection, making the other man gasp and his hands fly into raven locks, gripping at the roots.



"Fuck-! 'Fei..." Duo panted, before he tugged Wufei off of his cock.



The Asian frowned, wondering if he had done something wrong, but when he saw Duo's half-smile and lidded eyes, he figured that the American probably wanted something else.



"That's great, 'Fei, but right now I just wanna fuck you..." Duo's voice was near an octave lower, husky and raw with his need as he pulled the Asian up to his lips, kissing him greedily and reversing their positions. A twinge of panic flew through Wufei's system - he was going to bottom? He wasn't sure if he liked that idea; but, Duo's hands were already pulling his boxers off and shucking them aside, and he didn't really have any time to contemplate about whether he wanted to top or bottom. He just wanted Duo.



Lips teased around his pulsing shaft and he twitched, groaning as his fingers twined in Duo's hair, some of it coming loose from the braid. Duo's mouth went lower, over his balls and giving them a luscious lick, before he cupped the underside of Wufei's knees and spread his legs, exposing the Chinese man fully. Wufei couldn't help the blush that filtered over his features, and instead closed his eyes and dropped his head back. There was a brief second where the only contact on his body from the American was the hands on his legs, but soon he felt something wet and... strange, probing at his entrance. He opened his eyes and glanced down, and immediately wished he hadn't.



Duo's head was bowed between his legs, his eyes closed as his tongue lapped at Wufei's entrance. He looked like he was in rapture; Wufei couldn't find himself disgusted with the act, when it looked so damn good with Duo doing it in the first place. His head dropped back again and he breathed heavily, barely noticing as a finger accompanied the tongue. Though, when the second finger started to probe, he got a little anxious.



"Shh," Duo pulled away from the task long enough to shoot his thousand-watt smile up at his soon-to-be lovers' face. "You'll have to relax, 'Fei."



Nodding his head and biting his lip, Wufei kept his eyes shut as he did his best to relax his body against the invasions. Eventually, with Duo's fingers working, it wasn't so bad, just... an odd feeling. He wriggled a bit and Duo chuckled, before bending his fingers in just such a way that made Wufei's eyes shoot open, fireworks in his vision as his body tingled white-hot, a small cry falling from his lips.



"Jesus -- Duo!"



Duo smiled, before he withdrew his fingers, making Wufei pout a bit. He grabbed a pillow and placed it under the Asian man's hips, before he spit in his hand and stroked himself a few times.



"This is going to hurt a bit, 'Fei, but I want you to relax," the American said, lacing his fingers with Wufei, letting him know that he could squeeze when it hurt. He aligned his cock with the stretched entrance and pushed in; no matter how well he prepared Wufei, the man was still a virgin, and therefore unfairly tight. Hissing in through his teeth, Duo slumped a bit, his braid falling over his shoulders as he continued to push in.



Wufei was squeezing his hand, not too hard, his features schooled into concentration with a slight twinge of pain every now and then making his eyebrow twitch. Duo knew it had to hurt, but it was only going to be for a little bit; he seated himself all of the way and paused, taking a moment to gather his breath, and blinked as he felt his braid being messed with. Opening his eyes - when had he closed them? - he saw Wufei fiddling with the hair tie at the end of his braid, taking it out and running his fingers through the kinked locks to get them to fan out over the both of them, like a protective curtain that was shading them from a world, leaving their act private even in their own home.



"Duo..." Wufei breathed, his eyes hooded, pupils dilated and skin flushed. The lusty look was quickly replaced with a look of mild annoyance, "If you don't move, I'm going to do it for you."



Snickering, Duo pulled out just a bit before pushing back in, the angle of Wufei's hips resting on the pillows making it the perfect angle to hit the Asian's sweet spot every time. The pace they set up was alternating fast and slow, deep and shallow, and Wufei's arms wound around Duo's neck, pulling him closer. They rocked in tandem, names falling from the others' lips, and soon enough Wufei felt a burning sensation deep in his gut. His fingertips tingled, his toes went numb, and he panted heavily.



"Duo-- nh~ah, Duo..."



Duo merely picked up the pace in response, hitting Wufei's prostate brutally with each thrust, and finally the Asian man caved under all of the pleasure, letting his body take control while his mind floated off into lala-land. He felt all of the tension gather and release in an explosion of white behind his lids, and he felt his body go limp as he rode out his orgasm; Duo panted Wufei's name before a burning hot sensation filled up Wufei, signalling the other's release. The brunet collapsed on the Chinese man, smearing Wufei's mess on both of their stomachs, but at the moment neither of them cared.



This was what they'd been building up to, for the past three years. Tentative dancing around each other, developing a trust and friendship that neither thought possible. It all ended with this, them uniting in a way they both needed; Duo, to be reminded that he was indeed alive, and Wufei, that he was cared for by someone in a way that hadn't been fathomable before.



It was too sweet.



"Duo, get off, you're heavy," Wufei grunted, and Duo rolled off of the Asian and sprawled on the mattress next to the testy Asian.



He flashed that million-dollar smile, and though Wufei melted internally, outwardly he merely snorted and rolled over.



"Damn 'Fei, I didn't think you had it in you," Duo commented.



"Don't call me that." Wufei said tersely, staring at the window, where twilight had descended onto the Earth.



"Right, right." He felt Duo slide behind him and wrap his arms around Wufei's waist, and despite his harsh words, the Chinese man pressed against the solid, warm chest behind him. "You know that you can't get rid of me now, right?"



Wufei snorted and rolled his eyes, "Wasn't planning on it, I can't run this place by myself."



He heard Duo's mock-pout, "So cruel. You should be out sleeping with the horses tonight."



"At least I'm sure they smell better than you do," Wufei quipped, and Duo's fingers tickled his sides viciously in retort. "Ah! Stop it!"



"No way, I'm insulted!" Duo said, moving over Wufei and tickling him mercilessly.



Wufei was rolling around and gasping for breath, a wide smile splitting his kiss-swollen lips, and Duo slowed down his tickling before he stopped it completely, leaning down to press a kiss to his flustered lover's nose.



"Too cute."



Despite the flush and bright glow Wufei had on his face, he managed to narrow his eyes, "Don't make me drop you off in Devil's Gap..."



Amethyst eyes widened comically, and he instantly got off of Wufei and huddled under the blankets. "You wouldn't!"



It was Wufei's turn to laugh, and he got under the blankets as well, poking Duo in the nose.



"You're way too gullible."



Duo stuck out his tongue and bat Wufei's hand away. The Asian chuckled and pulled Duo to his chest - the American fought for a few moments before giving in - and they settled into a comfortable silence.



Wufei supposed to Duo's business was fulfilled, for now; but, as unfinished business went... he wouldn't mind if Duo still kept at it for a few years. You know, to stay in the Devil's good graces.



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A/N: Hahah. Sorry you had to wait so long, guys.

Here's your epilogue. :] I ALMOST didn't have any smut in it...

But alas, it happened, the end.

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Dedicated to YojiKatO, she's endlessly writing and using that awesome brain of hers.

Me and you should make brain-babies.

And by brain-babies, I mean hot mad crazy lesbian kinky love.

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