Lightening the Shadows | By : happyonna Category: Gundam Wing/AC > General Views: 2663 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Smoke hung in a thick pall over the common room of the Lion’s Den. The two cloaked figures who had just entered paused just inside the door and one raised a white gloved hand to his face. “This place smells.” he mumbled to his companion.
Zechs coughed delicately. “I know, but this is where he said we had to meet him.” He coughed again.
Treize gently took his lover’s arm and guided him to the table where Chang Maru sat. Obscured by shadows, the man was leaning over the table, his dirty face nearly buried in his cup. The closer the two came to Chang Maru, the worse the stench got. He didn’t look up until they were right next to the table. Treize was suitably unimpressed with his demeanor.
Long straggling black hair fell lankly to the man’s shoulders. Skin that should have been a healthy bronze was instead a sickly yellow and Treize suspected liver trouble. The smell of weeks old sweat and urine wafted up from clothes that clearly had never seen water except maybe a small rain. The Shadow Lord fought a gag and kept his arm firmly around his lover.
Chang Maru grinned up at his visitors revealing blackened teeth. “So you finally made it. Sit, please.” He made a grand sweeping gesture to the rather rickety looking bench opposite him.
Treize would have thought that his breath would stink also but obviously it was obscured by the reek already emanating from him. He felt Zechs shudder under his arm and concluded by the blonde’s nervous state that he would have to conduct this interview. He sighed. *I really didn’t want to do this, but--*
They sat. Treize assured that Zechs was settled before turning to the impatient Chinese man on the other side of the table. He carefully made sure that his expression was composed and his voice would remain calm beforeakieaking. “What news do you have for us, Chang? Where is Wufei?”
“I sold that little brat as a pleasure slave.” The nasty grin grew wider.
“YOU WHAT???”
Treize quickly clamped a hand on Zechs’s arm. That was the only thing that restrained the blond from leaping over the table and strangling their informant. “Zechs darling, please.” He murmured, stroking his hand gently over the arm that he held. Zechs’s ice blue eyes glittered deep within the shadows of his hood but he quieted.
Chang Maru was nervous. That Shadow Lord was angry, and angry Shadow Lords didn’t do wonderful things for the health of the person that they were angry at. His smile faltered but he doggedly continued. “I sold him, my lords.”
Treize sighed again. This was like pulling teeth with no anesthetic. “As a pleasure slave. We heard that. Why did you sell him?”
Maru’s eyes hardened. “I sold him because I was tired of caring for that little bastard. He wasn’t mine and it was time that I was repaid for all the money that I spent caring for him. I would have gotten rid of him sooner if his whore of a mother hadn’t have made provisions for him. And by now he should be bleeding for it.”
Treize carefully controlled himself. He had locked Zechs down in the middle of that little speech. “Bleeding for it?”
The other man laughed again. “It should please you to know that he’s probably been taken more times by more people than he could count by now, Lords. Do you think they’ve killed him yet?” Maru paused, something having just occurred to him. “What did he do to you anyway?”
Zechs trembled with inarticulate rage. He’d sold him? *I’m going to kill him. I’m going to rip his spine from his body and make sure that the quivering heap survives it for many many years. I want him to suffer. So help me, I’m going to—*
*You will stay still.* Treize’s firm voice hissed through his mind.
*But Treize--*
*Hush darling.* Zechs felt his lover’s thumb stroke lovingly over his wrist and he whimpered slightly. *It will be alright.* “To whom did you sell him, Chang?” He continued aloud.
Chang Maru was proud of himself. He hoped that the two Shadow Lords in front of him were happy with the job that he had done them. Except he hadn’t quite finished that job now had he? He shook off his trepidation and answered. “He was purchased by the royal trader. I’m sure that Shinigami would let you try him out if you’d like.”
This time Zechs made it completely out of his seat before Treize caught him. However the auburn haired man’s restraint didn’t extend to his mouth. “You son of a BITCH. You sold my SON to someone you thought would rape him? I swear by all that’s holy, I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!”
Chang’s mouth dropped open and he pushed his bench back quickly. He was out the door before it crashed to the ground.
Treize turned to his lover. “Calmly koishii. He is safe with our prince. Wufei will be returned to us soon.
*****
The library where Wufei was ostensibly reading, was silent. The large book lay open in the boy’s lap but he was looking off into the distance with a soft smile on his face. He could find nothing in his admittedly limited experience to compare with how it had felt to ride Nataku. The wind rushing past his face had been exhilarating, and after he had gotten over his fear of falling, he had ridden like he had been born to it. He thought of the feel of the strong muscles that had bunched under his thighs when the horse had run full out, driven to faster and faster speeds by the sound of his joyous laughter.
Duo watched from the shadows. He gasped softly when his little beauty’se lie lit up in a happy smile. The sound echoed through the still room like a shot. Wufei’s eyes snapped back into focus and he looked around quickly. His searching stopped suddenly when he discovered the slender form of his master nearly obscured the darkness.
Fear sliced through him, though it was more dull than before. When Shinigami stepped from darkness into light he was reminded starkly of demons being sent to earth to temp mortals. Wufei swallowed. Though he was still wary of the man he called master, the boy couldn’t quite ignore the fact that he was beautiful. Nervously he raised a hand to finger the dark metal of his collar, being somehow comforted by it.
Duo couldn’t hold back a grin. He knew that Wufei was still frightened, but it was much less than before. He watched with predatory eyes as one of those long fingered hands raised to caress the collar that still encircled his slave’s neck. *He hasn’t taken it off. That’s good. But there’s something different about it.* he carefully studied the band that marked Wufei as his. Suddenly his eyes were caught by the flash of glittering purple stone. They expanded to an almost comical size when he noticed also the onyx patterned into the amethyst. Slowly his gaze rose to meet eyes of that same dark shade.
“Wufei,” he breathed.
Wufei swallowed again, not in fear this time, but in desire. His name spilling from those luscious lips inspired an immediate reaction in his body. Unexpectedly he found himself wanting something that he couldn’t quite put a name to. But he knew that Duo could give it to him.
Duo’s eyes locked onto Wufei’s mouth when his lips parted slightly and his little pink tongue ever so slowly traced over them. He was instantly hard and throbbing. He wanted this mortal boy. But he knew that he wasn’t ready. Wufei was still afraid and if he took him now then he would be no better than what the boy’s father had called him. he squeezed his eyes shut and carefully composed his face as if by doing so he could wipe his desire away just as easily.
Wufei could feel the other heart beating faster and his own struggled to meet it. His cheeks flushed and his already dark eyes deepened further. His breathing deepened and his body unconsciously his body cried out his need to his master.
Duo longed to answer it. Knowing that he couldn’t, his eyes burned into Wufei’s and he moaned. “Go Wufei,” he growled. “Go back to the room.” Visions of the boy on his bed, naked and writhing as he called his name assailed him and Duo used his power to pull the boy from his chair and push him gently toward the door. He knew he couldn’t touch the boy without taking him. “Go on.” He nearly panted, every nerve and muscle in his body pleading for him to stay and assuage the ache he had instilled.
Wufei ran from the library toward, not Duo’s room as he’d been ordered, but Quatre’s. He wanted to ask his friend what it was that he had felt.
*****
Quatre pulled back from Heero’s kiss reluctantly. “Wufei is coming.”
“I want to be coming.” Heero returned and lowered his lips to his lover’s throat. He nipped his way down the tender skin, tongue laving at the sensitive skin. Quatre whimpered softly and buried his fingers in chocolate strands when that talented mouth fastened over his nipple.
Long fingers pinched and twisted the other and Quatre squirmed in pleasure. Sounds of praise poured from his mouth and his head tossed on the sheets while his lover toyed with him. “Onegai Heero. I’ll do anything… just please. I need you, now lover. Take me. Oh gods Heero, please.”
Heero smirked against the skin under his mouth. Quatre was such a passionate little thing and he loved to play with him. “Beg me Quatre.” He commanded in a gravelly voice. “Beg me, and I might give you what you want.”
*****
Wufei paused outside the door to Quatre’s room. He could hear moans and heavy breathing from the other side and he wondered if his friend was ok. Tentatively he pushed open the door. The crack he’d made was just wide enough that he could see what was happening on the bed. He sucked in a sharp breath.
The vision of Quatre writhing under Heero’s hands and mouth caused that sensation in his lower stomach to roil again. Silently he continued to watch while Heero stripped the pants from pale legs and lowered his head to take the little blonde’s straining member into his mouth. The cry that spilled from those swollen lips made Wufei jerk slightly and he wondered if Heero had hurt the other boy.
“He didn’t you know.”
Wufei yelped and flinched enough to make himself fall back against the door and into the room. Trowa laughed and straightened from where he had been leaning nonchalantly against the wall and watching Wufei watch his two lovers. He carefully stepped over the prone boy who was lying in his bedroom floor.
Heero looked at the boy who was covering his face with his hands and blocking the entire doorway with his body. “Come in, Wufei.” He offered wryly.
“Are you alright Wufei?” Quatre was still panting. Both he and Heero had sensed Wufei outside the door and knew that he was watching. Quatre had thought that the experience might be both educational and helpful to his friend. Before Trowa had given the poor boy a heart attack that is.
Wufei peeked out from between his fingers. Quatre was still breathless sounding and he wondered if what Trowa had said was really the truth or not. “Y-yes?” He answered softly.
“You don’t sound too sure about that.” Trowa commented from his new position on the r ner next to the bed. “What were you doing out there anyway?” He asked, knowing full well what Wufei had witnessed.
“I—I was—“ Wufei’s face flamed.
“You were--?” Trowa prompted helpfully.
“Trowa! Stop being mean to Wufei!” The almost recovered Quatre ordered.
Wufei looked at his friend in awe. He’d never have the courage to speak to Trowa like that! He was startled again when the brunette chuckled. “I wasn’t—“
The blonde’s glower was somewhat spoiled by his spread-eagled position under Heero’s glistening naked body. Wufei gulped and quickly turned his attention back to what was being said.
“—you were! Come one Wufei. I’ll take you back to your room and you can talk to me there.” He grabbed Wufei’s hand and pulled him to his feet. Then, with one final glare at his two playful lovers, he pulled Wufei from the room.
Back in duo’s rooms, Quatre pushed Wufei down on the bed and went to dig in the closet for something to put on. He was forestalled by Wufei’s giggle. “What?” He asked.
“You just pulled me down the hall while you were stark naked!” The black haired boy collapsed in laughter.
Quatre giggled and pulled on the first pair of pants he grabbed before joining his friend. “So I did. What brought you there anyway?”
Wufei immediately sobered. “I saw Duo in the library. He was watching me and I felt—something. My heart felt like it was going to beat out of my chest and I wanted him to—“
“To what?”
“Kiss me.” Wufei whispered.
Quatre smiled. “There’s nothing wrong with that Wufei.”
“There’s not?” Wufei’s expression was hopeful.
“Of course not. What else happened?” The Shadow Lord prompted.
“He had this strange look in his eyes. Then he just went blank and ordered me here. Do you know what I felt Quatre?” The boy asked innocently.
“What you felt was desire.”
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