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"Crisis"Written By: Artemis Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: yaoi lemon including rimming, angst,
violence, language, reference to past NCS involving a minor, death,
angst. Pairings: 6x2, 3x4 Summary: Sequel to Interfacing: Regained. GAIA
prepares to go into space and announce itself to the world; Duo and
Zechs' relationship goes through its own crisis. "Crisis " 27) Treize Khushrenada paused before the doors into the Great Hall of the Romefeller Foundation headquarters, composing himself before entering. At his elbow lingered Rejean Gaspar. Around them, Treize's men ranged on either side of the door and down the hallway in both directions, having replaced the usual security detail. Though no one spoke, their tension could almost be tasted in the air. "Your Excellency," Rejean whispered, clearing his throat. "Rejean." Treize put up a hand, forestalling further comments. "When?" "Sir. Two hours." Treize nodded. "It is well." He did not look at the man, but acknowledged his mission by a light touch to the shoulder. Then he straightened, resting his hand on the hilt of his sword. "God has laid out this path for us. Let us walk on it with pride and nobility." "Sir." Rejean acknowledged their leader's mandate, echoed by a handful of others close enough to hear. The commander-in-chief of OZ laid his hand upon the door, but paused again before entering. [Oh, my Lady, where are you?] he contemplated. [Will you understand what I do here today? Can you forgive me? And my dear Milliardo... so pure like your little Gundam pilots... will you understand as well? We must do this... we must strike hard and fast, then disappear into the forests and mountains of your beloved Sank. I hope you both - my dearest friend and my Lady - may one day soon meet and together embrace the peace that is coming.] Treize took a deep breath, his mouth curving in a slight smile, then entered the hall. The lovers kissed frantically as they tumbled together on the bed. Their attraction, additionally fueled by weeks of frustration and self-control, was now being released into a powerful, passionate frenzy. Somehow, happily, Duo ended up on top of his lover, straddling the man's thighs and laughing between kisses. "Love you," Duo said, as he licked and kissed and laughed a joyous path across Zechs's chest. "Love you for all time." Palming his lover's ass, Zechs nibbled at an earlobe. "Mmmm, going to *have you* for all time..." He made a wolf-growl that caused Duo to laugh again, then his fingers slipped lower. "Ready for me, my randy little fox? Ready to ride your Wolf?" His voice had deepened and roughened as his arousal had built. [So hungry for him... achingly hungry...] Duo's cheeks blushed bright red with the heat of his need and the invitation his lover extended. "Gonna ride you 'til the moon comes up!" he said, howling happily as he reached his hand down to feel the hardness between Zechs's legs. "Oh, Wolf, you're so hard for me!" he said, smiling devilishly. "Only for you, baby," Zechs growled, suckling avidly at Duo's throat as the boy arched his back to feel him. "*I'm* ready, but the question was, are *you* ready?" He worried a second love-bite a little more, then felt at Duo's opening with his fingers. "Say the word and I'll put it in for you... this time," he added, with a wink. A warm shiver raced through Duo's body. "Oh, yeah, I'm ready! Put it in me, big boy!" Duo exclaimed, and got up on his knees and positioned himself over his lover's waiting cock. After a last, hasty application of more lubricant to Zechs's hard length, the older man put his cock to Duo's opening, guiding him down onto it carefully. One hand held the boy by the hip, directing the pace. Zechs released a long sigh as his member was slowly sheathed again by his lover's hot depths. Duo's hands pressed against Zechs's chest as he lowered himself onto his cock. "Oh, Wolf," he said, a little breathlessly from the sensation. The last time they had made love in this position, Duo had been a little frightened at just how deeply he could feel Zechs inside him. As if the man's length had sunk into his belly... his very being. This time he yearned to return to that experience now armed with the knowledge of how incredible that fullness could be and how even more intimate it could make their joining. "Are you okay, baby?" Zechs murmured, his hands now sliding up his lover's back, steadying him. "Take your time... move only when you're ready. Or let me do the moving." Instinctively he'd returned to teaching mode, though unconsciously; what there was left of his active mind was preoccupied with how deep he was within Duo. "I'm okay... let me do it," Duo said, needing to control their lovemaking at least at the start. "It's incredible," he said, marveling once again at just how much more full he was taking Zechs this way. "You're in so deep, Wolf." Duo swallowed, wriggled a little on the cock and then experimentally raised himself and then sank back down. "Oh!" he exclaimed and then wrapped his arms around his lover's neck and kissed him fiercely. In fifteen minutes, it was done. Treize Khushrenada had resigned as Commander-in-Chief of OZ. The assembly, of course, had been stunned. Duke Dermail, as he'd expected, had been only deeply disappointed. Treize had been sentenced to house arrest, though Dermail had rather theatrically suggested that the former OZ leader erase the sting of his failure by killing himself. Treize had looked with disdain at the beautifully ornate pistol handed out to him, Dermail's own, then respectfully had declined. The escort was, of course, Treize's own men, who took him to a simple horse-drawn carriage instead of the secured wing for aristocratic criminals where Dermail was expecting him to be placed. In moments, Treize was riding calmly through the streets of Bremen, vanishing into the daily bustle of carriages and automobiles like any other citizen. His carriage would end up far into the countryside where a secret and private airport lay. His shuttle awaited him there to take him to safety in the Sank Kingdom... unseen and unnoticed by the eyes of the Romefeller Foundation. More of Treize's men were on duty in the control tower today. Meanwhile their plans continued to unfold. Others would disappear into the streets to arrive later in the day at yet another private airport - Treize's handpicked team who would also journey to Sank, Taurus pilots and support personnel as well as a small staff for Treize's use. Still others of Treize's network would remain in Bremen at the Foundation headquarters... to finish their specific missions, but mainly to wait, watch... There was no way yet to determine the full effect of the actions of this northern branch of GAIA. [God, I've never been this hungry!] Zechs thought as he ground his hips against Duo's belly as they stood under the streaming spray of the shower. Duo was clinging to him and sucking on one of his nipples... driving him mad. Again. Sometime during Duo's energetic riding of his cock, Zechs had lost all sense of time. And to a certain degree, place, for it no longer mattered where they were... this was *their* Cairo, regained, returned, renewed, resolved... and no matter what would happen in the future, they had this... and it would be deeply imprinted on them. As deep as Zechs's resurgent erection was going to be inside Duo Maxwell very shortly, apparently. The taste of salt and pure Zechs mixed on Duo's tongue as it laved over the toned body. His hands wandered as well... seeming small as they slid over the wet skin of the much larger man. [Deliciously larger,] Duo thought, still feeling the pleasant ghosting of fullness inside him. [I need him again! God, does he know what he's unleashed? I'm mad for him!] The boy slipped down the tall body, licking and kissing and nipping the entire way, until he was on his knees. What sweet supplications he could make from this position! He looked back up his lover's body, tingling all over with the sight of male hardness. "God, you're beautiful," Duo said and then took his lover's cock into his mouth... halfway... gloriously halfway at once. [I'm getting good at this!] "Ahhh, Duo!" Zechs nearly screamed, leaning hard against the tile as the spray needled his back and his lover avidly sucked on his cock. "Damn, you learned this 'lesson' well! Uhhhnnn..." Already his hips were bucking forward, falling into sync with Duo's enthusiastic plunges. [Fuck, this is good!] Duo thought, knowing there was nothing else quite like it in the galaxy for him. His man... in his mouth... like this. Duo felt deliriously happy and impossibly horny as he tasted Zechs's pre-cum and pressed his tongue against the man's hard length. He wanted him and sucked him hard to prove it. "Uhhhhn!!" Zechs gasped. He needed to do something more, so he fit his hand around a large hank of Duo's loose, wet hair. Abruptly he pulled, effectively drawing Duo up off his cock and back to a standing position, then whipped him around to position him against the back of the long shower stall. As Duo emitted an excited "Meep!", Zechs took the boy's hands and placed them against the tile to lean on, then took a stance behind him. "Whoa! I think somebody's got plans for me!" Duo said, chuckling in his exhilaration from the commanding move, but also to dampen a tinge of fear that gave him goose bumps. He'd never experienced Zechs in this way before, but then they'd never had this much emotion and passion built up in them. [It's strange and exciting all at once... I like it!] Though his erection was pressing up Duo's crack, Zechs leaned over, wrapping his arms around the boy's torso as he bent to whisper in his ear. "Sorry, I guess that was a little... intense." He licked at his lover's ear, then added in his most velvet tones, "Tell me you want me to take you like this." Duo's heart was still pounding like a frightened rabbit, but damn if this wasn't the most exciting sex he'd ever had! [It just keeps getting better and better!] "Yes," he said, swallowing hard. "I want my Wolf... my powerful Wolf to take me! Give it to me just like this!" "You got it, my lusty little fox!" Zechs fairly growled at him, chuckling, and gave Duo a slap to the rump, making him jump and squeal with excitement. Then, one hand firmly on his hip bidding him to hold still, he positioned his cock at his lover's entrance and began to push in. Being their third time so far today, it was a considerably easier entry. "Uhhhh... yessss," Duo gasped and moaned as he was entered. He closed his eyes and pushed his ass back onto that fantastic cock. Never getting enough of this man. He leaned his face against the tiles and found them shockingly cold against his flushed cheek and then wanted to rub his cock against them, too, but he was still being entered... taken. "Need you so bad!" As Zechs started to pump into him, one hand came around in front of Duo to take up the boy's rampant erection and stroke it. His other hand clutched his lover's hip, keeping Duo from dancing around too much, as he was inclined to do. "Need to fuck you, baby," Zechs grunted, and nipped at Duo's shoulder. "Need to claim what's mine!" "Oh, hell, yeah... fuck me!" Duo exclaimed as he flipped his head back, sending his wet, loosened hair swinging behind him. He clawed at the tiles in front of him, needing desperately to dig into something for support as he was pounded from behind. What perfection to have Zechs's sweet, hot length sliding in and out of him. Possessing him. Owning him. "Harder, Zechs!" he cried out, overcome by the intensity of this taking. "I'm yours... all yours!" Despite the wild lust whipping up their passion for one another, Zechs was careful with Duo even as he increased his pace and the force of his thrusts. [I will never hurt him, can never hurt him,] he thought even as his brain melted from the swift approach of their orgasms. Since the unsettling meeting at which Treize Khushrenada resigned as leader of OZ, Duke Dermail had not felt well at all. Treize, his grand-nephew, had been their rising star, beautifully molded into the kind of fierce, commanding, governing presence Dermail sought for their future. He had lauded the boy just days ago on his magnificent work in outer space, that is, OZ's work... but wasn't that the same thing? But now... [The ungrateful wretch,] Dermail thought with a scowl, and pressed the heel of his hand again on his chest as if to relieve the tightness he now felt there. [He could have had it all! I won't live forever - one day Treize would have taken over the Foundation and ruled the Earthsphere! What was he thinking??] The door opened abruptly, and the tall, lithe figure of his granddaughter fairly blew through to his side. "Grandfather!" Dorothy Catalonia exclaimed. "I just heard about Cousin Treize!" Then she flipped her long, cascading blond hair and pulled her delicate features into a pout. "And I was just leaving for the Sank Kingdom... now it will have to wait." "There, there, Dorothy," Dermail sighed, patting her absently on the arm. "You can go tomorrow. Meanwhile, perhaps we can cheer ourselves up by an inspection of the mobile doll facility? Would you accompany me, my dear?" "Oh, Grandfather, I'd be delighted!" she declared. "I just adore those mobile dolls! They're so magnificent! I can't wait to see them in action!" "Indeed," Dermail chuckled. "Well, production has just started in our plant outside Bremen, and Chief Engineer Tsuberov is leaving in the morning for outer space to organize the new production facilities on the Moon. We shall have oodles and oodles of mobile dolls in no time, thanks to the cheap colony labor we'll be getting." The young woman clapped her hands together gleefully. "Oh, I can't wait!" Then she looked thoughtful for a moment. "Grandfather, perhaps I should call the Princess. She's expecting me." "Very well, my dear," Dermail replied, giving his eighteen-year-old granddaughter another indulgent pat on the arm. "You go do that and I'll meet you in the front at the car." "I'll be right there!" Dorothy exclaimed brightly, then sailed out of the room. Once outside, she paused to lean back against the door for a moment. [Grandfather, things are happening... do you know what they are? Cousin Treize has been very, very quiet lately... you know, I don't believe we'll be seeing him again for a while...] Wondering, she slowly walked away. That her tall, handsome cousin had been plotting and scheming was obvious. There had been suspicions of a special group of soldiers devoted only to serving him, but that was breezily waved away. Of course soldiers were devoted to only him. Satisfied, she continued on, whistling. [Treize has too much at stake here to do anything truly foolish. He may have resigned, but he's not going anywhere, the dear man. Soon he'll realize that the mobile dolls are beautiful, too, and he'll be back. Oh, yes, he'll be back...] (tbc)
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