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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 " 29) The thrusts were deep. So deep and so powerful Duo thought he would be pushed across the desk and onto the floor on the other side. The perspiration from their lovemaking made his ass slip back and forth, polishing the surface of the desk with each demanding entry his lover made. But he loved it. Loved to be filled and fucked by Zechs this way. He was on the edge of orgasm every moment as his large eyes drank in the ex-OZ colonel banging him in that gorgeous red uniform and thigh high black boots. [He takes everything I give him and wants more,] Zechs thought with amazement as he fucked his beautiful little lover, leaning over so that his hair brushed the boy's chest. [He's so passionate -he takes my breath away! And he draws things out of me that I scarcely knew existed. I can truly let go with him... and he takes it and begs for more!] Duo beneath him was a vision indeed, the long chestnut hair spilling everywhere, sweat giving the pale skin of his face, neck and chest a glistening sheen. The boy's legs, anchored around his waist, were a steel vice, the slender thighs rippling with thin but hard muscle. Duo's mouth was open, his jaw slack, eyes hooded with desire, the picture of wanton, hedonistic youth. Zechs was nearly drooling, the sight fueling his own hunger hotter. [Is it wrong to want him this way?] Duo wondered as he accepted Zechs into him again and again. Could it really be a sin for a Gundam pilot to want to be fucked by his ex-OZ lover wearing his uniform? [No way! I love him too much... It's Zechs I want! He's all I've ever wanted!] "Uhhhhnnn," Duo moaned and tilted his head back, exposing his neck. It was taking every ounce of his will not to succumb to his body's need and climax this instant. [So close,] he thought and then bit back the desire to let himself go into the bright spark waiting for him. [Want more... need this to last...] Zechs shook his head, making a spray of perspiration fly, then hunched over his lover to get a new angle, knowing he was driving them both to higher and higher planes of ecstasy. When Duo threw his head back, leaving the long, lean line of throat exposed, a growl erupted from Zechs's throat at the sight. [He *is* trying to drive me mad!] Accepting the challenge, he leaned far over and bent to his lover's neck, even as he continued his swift pace of thrusts. [This will do it for both of us...] Closing his teeth carefully over a fold of skin on Duo's neck, Zechs bit down... and felt his universe explode. "Ahhhhh!" Duo cried out, in blissful agony. What perfection to have Zechs claim him this way. Mark him and fuck him to perfection. Zechs knew him so well... even in the short time they'd been together, Zechs had quickly learned Duo's body and fed his needs eagerly. "Oh, God, Zechs!" the boy cried out again, seeing stars as Zechs's cock brushed his prostate with each claiming, hungry thrust... sending him spiraling into the white heat of orgasm. Zechs's climax hit him so hard his knees buckled and he had to grab onto the desk before straightening. "D... Duo!" he gasped, still pumping his seed into his lover, his whole body shuddering with the power of his orgasm. He collected Duo up against him and together they shook with the rolling waves of ecstasy as they emptied their passion. Then, as he held Duo tight against him, his knees buckled again and they sagged into a puddle onto the floor in front of the desk, their nerve endings screaming with nearly unbearable pleasure. Even though their bodies were no longer joined intimately from their collapsing to the floor together, Duo clung to his lover with all his might. His hands gripped the red wool fabric of the man's uniform jacket and his legs straddled the naked hips as he lay covering Zechs... never wanting them to completely separate. With his face buried in a mass of sweat-dampened blond hair, Duo spoke softly to his lover between panting breaths. "I saw... stars," he said, recalling his intense orgasm; an orgasm that had left him shuddering in aftershock. "I saw you... among the stars." "My love," Zechs whispered, though he was still breathing hard as well, "you *are* a star... my bright Dancer..." Then, having no more words, he shifted to bring their faces together and covered Duo's mouth with his, reverting to the nonverbal to attempt to express how full his heart was. Duo eagerly accepted the kiss and returned it ten-fold, but reluctantly had to pull away to gasp for breath. "Love... you," he said, as he looked into Zechs's eyes. Eyes filled with beauty and love. [Sometimes I still can't believe my dumb luck... and to think he really loves me.] Duo's thoughts made him shake his head in disbelief and tears fill his eyes. He didn't want to cry, but there was something about making love with Zechs that touched his soul. Made the orphan in him sit up and take notice and quake a little in fear. "We're amazing together," he said, ignoring that tinge of fear. He knew he could never bear to lose Zechs, especially now that they'd recovered completely from the disaster at Cairo... and the rest. "I know we'll always be together." "Yes, always," Zechs breathed happily, smiling down into his incredible lover's heart-shaped face and large, expressive eyes. "Always." The boy brushed an unshed tear from his eye and smiled back at his lover. "Now, I want you to make a promise to me. Yeah, *another* promise," Duo said with a wink. "What's that, little fox?" Zechs replied, smiling warmly. "You have to promise me that you'll never get rid of this uniform!" Duo said, laughing as he poked Zechs's chest with his finger. "I want a repeat of that pounding!" To his own surprise, Zechs burst out laughing. "You got it - I promise!" he managed to gasp when he could speak. The sensation of laughing was so freeing that he felt himself relaxing even more despite the orgasm that had just rendered him spineless. "Of course," he added, still smirking a moment later, "it's now badly in need of cleaning!" Zechs took the errant finger and drew it to a darkened spot further down. "Ahem..." A giggle escaped Duo's lips before he could prevent it. "I wondered where I'd shot my load!" he said, laughing happily. Delighted by this teasing between them, Duo bit his lip to swallow another chuckle in order to act at being serious. "Perhaps my prince would like me to clean his uniform?" Duo didn't wait for a response; instead he slid his body down over Zechs's thighs until his lips could brush over the spot in question. He looked back up at his lover and then licked the drying cum. "Mmm, cum and wool... I could grow to like this!" "Uhh, I don't think I'd like the taste of wool," Zechs commented, threading the fingers of both hands into the artless chestnut tresses flowing everywhere. "And your prince thinks we'd better send this lot out to be cleaned, but he does appreciate your efforts." Duo looked up, his eyes wide and bright with his love for this man... the prince of his heart. "Then let's get you out of this thing!" he said, excitedly. Instantly his fingers were fumbling with the gold buttons. Marquis Weyridge, pale from the news of the day, entered his office where a handful of his colleagues were awaiting him. "What is it?" "This, good friend," one of them murmured, handing him an envelope. "Each of us has received one of these. I think, in light of the day's events, that we must engage our plan now." There were six of them now. Since being contacted by his grand-nephew Milliardo some weeks ago, Weyridge had quietly gathered support against Dermail. They'd hoped to confront the Duke in a Romefeller assembly a month from now, but the heart attack had been massive, and Dermail was abruptly no longer in charge. He'd been so prominent that he truly had no-one under him to step to the fore, only many followers who merely agreed with everything he said to keep their status. Romefeller indeed was shuddering, about to topple, leaderless. The envelope contained a letter from Treize Khushrenada. "My good Marquis," it read, "when you read this I will be gone. I have done my work here. It is now your time. I believe you will do the right thing." "Khushrenada was behind the assassination?" Weyridge gasped. "No, we cannot be sure of that," someone else said. "Though it seems possible." "He hated the mobile dolls," another spoke up. "As do we. Perhaps what he has done was his way of clearing the path for us." Weyridge was stunned, feeling his age, but he was hale and understood very clearly what had to be done. For the Earth... for the colonies. "Call the Foundation together immediately," he ordered. Someone rushed to do his bidding. The lovers slept, snuggled in each other's arms on the bed. After their latest round of mind-shattering sex, Duo had helped Zechs out of his uniform and onto the bed. Both were exhausted and ready for a good nap. But now, nearly an hour later, Duo was stirring again. It seemed each time he awoke, his hormones surged to the surface. He likened his sexual drive to a dam. A dam that had been allowed to leak a little over the last few weeks, but was carefully monitored and continually shored up. Once Zechs had made it clear they could be intimate again, the encouragement had burst the dam wide open. Emboldened by his success with getting Zechs to wear his OZ uniform during their lovemaking, Duo considered another idea. Each morning, since meeting Zechs, Duo had awakened with a hard-on. Certainly it was a normal occurrence in the life of a young man, but on happy mornings when Zechs was with him to indulge his needs it was so much more pleasant. But then there were many unhappy mornings when Zechs was already gone from their bed when Duo woke or things were too tense between them for such play to occur and Duo had to turn to his own hand and naughty thoughts for relief. [I wonder what he'd think if I told him about those mornings? About what I did to make myself come?] The thought of talking dirty to Zechs... and hopefully having him reciprocate... made Duo's cock jump. He wriggled in his lover's arms, nuzzling his neck. "Are you awake?" he asked, licking Zechs's jaw. "Mmmm, perhaps... perhaps not," came the sleepy response. "D'pends on who's asking. If you're a terrible thief who wants to steal the prince's heart, someone's beaten you to it." A wild tangle of platinum hid the man's eyes as yet. Zechs's voice was low and rough with sleep. "I've lost my heart, you see. Gone. Fortunately, I have the perfect keeper for it." He paused to yawn. "He's got a body like a dancer and the damnest braid..." One ice-blue eye opened and peered out at him after the man shifted. "Hmmm, kind of like you..." Duo thought he would sob from the beautifully spoken words. "Oh, Zechs, please tell me I'm the one who stole your heart!" he said, emphatically, but smiling because he knew the answer all too well. Hearing Zechs speak this way made Duo believe he was living in a fairytale. That hundreds of years from now people would retell the legend of the Prince and the Gundam Pilot. That they would marvel and ache at the beauty of their love, but believe it could only exist in fairytales. [This is the real thing and I'm never gonna take it for granted!] "Well, your hair is long enough to make the right braid, and that gives you away. Yes, you're the one!" Suddenly the sleepy prince woke all the way up and rolled over on top of his lover, smirking down at him as he slid his groin against the other's. "Now, what did you wake me for?" The boy wriggled against his lover, feeding deliciously on the contact of their groins. [I'm half-hard already!] he thought as he looked up with large, sparkling eyes, thrilled with Zechs's playfulness. "I was just lying here thinking," Duo said, with a mischievous grin. "And I wanted to share those thoughts with you." "Oh, it's time to *share*, is it?" Zechs asked mischievously, then dipped down to suckle on Duo's neck, his lips worrying the two hickeys currently there. "Go ahead, share..." "Hnn," Duo whimpered as his Wolf brought the temperature in the room up a few degrees. "I was remembering the mornings I'd be lying here in bed..." he began, swallowing hard as Zechs continued to suckle. [Oh, I love it when he's hungry!] "I'd wake to find you gone, but I was hard and needing you." Abruptly Zechs levered up to look into his lover's eyes. [What made him think of that *now*?] he wondered, but did not ask. He searched Duo's eyes for a long moment, then said quietly, "I guess I should have tried harder to wake you before I left for my office on those mornings. I'm sorry." "No!" Duo cried out, shocked by Zechs's response. "That's not what I meant! I know I'm a deep sleeper... I just wanted to tell you what I did." Duo shook his head, his eyes looking worriedly into Zechs's as he realized how he'd fumbled this game. "I thought it'd excite you to know I was thinking of you... that's all." He turned his face away, grieved that he had hurt his Wolf. Immediately Zechs rolled to his side and pulled Duo tightly within his embrace, pressing kisses over his face. "It's okay, little fox, it's past... let's don't dwell on it. Please, tell me what you did... and I am very glad you were thinking of me, love. Please..." To assure Duo that everything was fine, he separated enough to look at his eyes again, and smiled. "So, needing me made you hard, did it?" A hesitant smile curved Duo's lips. "Yeah, you always make me hard," he said, and then blushed fiercely as a sudden uncharacteristic shyness overcame him. [I can't shake this reaction... It's like we're healed, but we're not.] "I feel funny telling you now," he admitted, looking at Zechs from under heavy chestnut bangs. "Maybe we can do this some other time." "Oh, no, you don't," Zechs breathed, reaching down between them to palm his lover's groin, then fit his hand around the boy's semi-hard cock. "I'm not letting anything get between us again, my randy little fox. And while we're *sharing*, I might as well tell you that waking up with your body in my arms every morning had a certain effect on my body as well." He squeezed his lover's recovering erection. "Despite my fears, I so wanted to fit my length into your sweet ass..." At this last, his voice dropped lower. "You did?!" Duo asked, feeling warm again from his lover's admission and the expert handling of his hardening sex. "That's great!" It really was wonderful for Duo knowing that Zechs had wanted him during that time. [This is what I wanted! To share our desire for each other... in words!] "Every day I wanted you..." Duo said, reaching his hand down over Zechs's muscled stomach to the burgeoning sex that arched against it. "I touched myself like this... thinking of you," he said as he took his lover's cock in hand and stroked it. "Yeah? Like this?" Zechs winked at him, stroking the firm length in his hand. "Is this how you touched yourself, baby?" "Mmm-hmm," Duo nodded, lost for words for a moment as he quivered in their mutual pleasuring. "Then I'd imagine you stripping out of your clothes and joining me on the bed... you'd lay on top of me... kissing me... touching me everywhere...." [Oh, God, I'm getting hot. How far do I want to take this?] "Well, I'm not wearing anything already," Zechs replied, smirking, then rolled back over Duo, lining up their erections. "Mmmm, like this?" As he spoke, his hand caressed his sides and chest, and he dipped down to press kisses along his collarbone and cheek. "What else did you imagine?" [He's going to act it out! Wow!] Duo couldn't believe his good fortune. Zechs was once again surprising him. Making him ever grateful that their paths had crossed. "I'd wrap my legs around you... like this," Duo said, his face flushing with his arousal as he too acted out his imaginings. "Then we'd kiss... passionately... and rub our bodies together." "Mmmm..." Zechs made a noise as he descended to Duo's mouth, dipping his tongue inside. He began to move against the hot, hard erection lined up firmly against his, palming Duo's ass with his hands. In moments, they were locked into a smooth rhythm, kissing deeply as Duo matched him by pulling himself up against him with his legs. [This is better than Cairo!] Duo thought as he writhed against Zechs. Better because in Cairo their relationship had been too new and Duo's knowledge of sex too naive to allow him to make requests of his lover. Now that they knew each other better and Duo had graduated onto advanced training, he was eager to share his burning desire for this man in as many ways as possible. He broke free from the kiss. "Talk dirty to me, Zechs," Duo said, panting and reaching his hands to cup and knead his lover's firm buttocks. "Tell me you want to fuck me... want to make me scream!" Zechs gaped at his little lover for a moment, then a grin spread over his face. "You want that? I shouldn't be surprised... my little fox wants everything." He shifted Duo beneath him so that he could press against him lower. "Mmmm, baby, I want to fuck you hard, make you see more stars..." He accompanied the "dirty talk" with avid thrusts of his hips. "Sink my cock deep into you, mate with you, claim you! Want to fuck you for days, randy fox!" "Oh, yeah, that's what I want," Duo said, wrapping his legs around the other man and meeting each delicious thrust. Zechs's words were making him hot. Setting his body aflame with desire and an insatiable need that made his cock ache. "I wanna ride you," he said, thrusting back again. "Feel your hard cock inside me... feel my Wolf's hot length nail me to the bed." Already they were moving again in a synchronous rhythm that couldn't help but lead them to a natural conclusion. "You're so hot for my cock, aren't you, little fox?" Zechs growled at him, rolling his hips to increase the friction between them. "Going to fuck you so good, fuck you hard, want to make you thrash all over the place, scream for more, God, you are so hot! Then I want you to fuck my mouth like you did yesterday, but this time I want you to come deep in my throat, baby, want you to spurt your load into my mouth..." "Zechs, oh, yeah!" Duo exclaimed, as the friction of their cocks rubbing coupled with their dirty talk was bringing him close to spending himself. "I'll fuck your mouth if you want me, Wolf. Feel you swallow me... suck me off. Feel your hands grab my ass... spread me... fuck me with your fingers while I fuck your mouth. Oh, God, that's what I need, Zechs! Need you!" The image so vividly described was exponentially more exciting than their current round of frottage, and Zechs did not hesitate to take advantage. He lifted off Duo, waving at him to get up, then laid down as he pulled Duo around to straddle his chest. "Want you to fuck my mouth NOW, Dancer! Need to taste you, suck on you, oh, yeah, I want to suck hard on your hot cock..." And with that, he grasped Duo's hips and pulled his groin toward him, taking his cock in to the root immediately. "Ahhh!" Duo cried out in surprise and sensual delight as every nerve ending in his body sizzled with his lover's hunger. He grabbed Zechs by the shoulders, his hands tangled in long, platinum hair, as he steadied himself and immediately thrust forward into that inviting mouth. "Oh, Zechs," he panted, staring down, wide-eyed and gaping, to see his cock slipping in and out of his lover's mouth. "Oh, yeah, Wolf! Suck me hard!" Though Duo was pumping his hips quite enthusiastically, Zechs's hands on his ass afforded the older man a little control even as he sought and found Duo's opening with his fingers. While he sucked avidly on his lover's slender length, he carefully slipped his two middle fingers inside. "Hnnn," Duo whimpered as his lover penetrated him. The dual sensation made the boy's head spin and his body ache between wanting to fuck and wanting to be fucked. He thrust forward into Zechs's mouth and then back onto his fingers. "Ahh...nnnnn," he moaned again, in exquisite pleasure. "So good! Need you inside me... need to fuck you!" [Tastes so good! Love him so much...] While Zechs expertly worked up and down the hardness thrusting into his mouth, he recalled when they'd done this just a day ago... and the abortive failure that had been the catalyst to keeping them apart long enough for Duo's overactive imagination to do its worst. [Those twinges are blessedly gone,] he thought even as he worked his fingers within Duo's ass, finding and stroking his lover's prostate. [That's over, it's really over, and now we'll just love one another...] There was still the war. Events were taking place in Bremen, possibly even at this moment, which would change the course of history. Ruthlessly Zechs put all that out of his mind, not allowing that to intrude again until absolutely necessary. Barring an attack on the base, "absolutely necessary" wouldn't come for some time. He would see to that. [He's so incredible. He gives me so much!] "Zechs," Duo said, plunging into the man's mouth and then back on his fingers again. Though his lover couldn't answer him in that beloved velvet voice, his moans and grunts were enough to melt Duo's brain. The boy was floating on a sexual high only Zechs could give him. His attraction so strong it could only be likened to an addiction. Once he had gotten a taste, Duo was hooked for life. "Yes, take me," he said, riding his passion. "Fuck me, Zechs!" The distant echo of the words Duo had uttered yesterday in this exact situation did not cause Zechs a moment's pause, and he rejoiced internally at the healing his restored memories had caused. [I could drink gallons of Duo and still come back for more,] he thought, amazed and thrilled at how his diminutive lover created such a hunger in himself. [I know he's in my blood... I just hope he's finally convinced of that...] Giving himself over to their sexual frenzy, Zechs continued to fuck Duo with his fingers and keep pressure with his lips and throat as Duo fucked his mouth. It was a scenario worthy of Cairo, his expertise causing his wanton little fox to thrash and pump, the loose chestnut cascades spilled and flying everywhere. [God, he's magnificent...!] "Oh, Zechs... I'm gonna come!" Duo said, announcing his imminent ecstasy with great pride. They had done well... sharing pleasure like this was a triumph for them both. "Oh, oh... OH!" he cried out, clenching his buttocks to keep Zechs's fingers inside him as he reached the crest of the wave and then let himself be swept away. "YES! Zechs! God, yes!" he exclaimed and pumped and spurted into his lover's mouth. Zechs held tightly onto his spasming lover as he took all Duo gave him. Then, breathing hard, he let him slip from his mouth as he gently removed his fingers and let Duo slide down on top of him, immediately folding his arms around him. "Love you, baby," Zechs whispered sweet and low into his trembling lover's ear, holding him tight. "My darling Duo, my sweet Dancer..." The boy trembled hard, his body weak in his lover's arms. "I love you," Duo said, his cheek pressed to the man's chest. [It keeps getting better... every minute we're together I love him more,] he thought, and rubbed his cheek on the broad chest beneath him. With the little strength he could muster Duo raised his head and looked into his lover's clear eyes. There he saw so much love it made him shiver. [God, he really loves me. How'd I ever get this lucky?] "Love you so much, Wolf. My sweet Wolf." The older man smiled, thinking he had to be the luckiest man in the world. (tbc)
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