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"Pirates of the Cassiopeian"Written By: Asymphototropic Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam wing. Author: Asymphototropic (attracted toward the
light, but never quite arrives there) Summary: The officers of starship 'Coruscate Cepheus'
kidnap an astral pilot from a pirates' crew. The new navigator proves
to be quite a handful. Can he be tamed? Warnings: language, violence, yaoi, bondage Pairings: 2 x Everyone in the galaxy, maybe?
" Pirates of the Cassiopeian"
Part 4. "You sent Barton to me for sex. Why?" "You were both horny as hell. Why not?" Eager for violent conflict, Chang fingered the pommel of his sword. "It was presumptuous interference on your part. I demand retribution." "Ya just got through filling pretty Trowa's hole. And instead of thanks for the referral, you wanna fight me? Go figure." "I will not tolerate your meddling." "Can't help it, buddy. I see stuff in your thoughts, and I just get the urge to act on it." "Oh, I do recall. You claim to be a mind reader," Chang sneered. "Sure thing." "Prove it. Tell me something nobody else on board knows about me." "Dun happen that way. I can't get into your memory. Temporal issues. You gots to be thinking about something at the moment. Ah, wait a sec. This'll work okay. Yer thinking about yer wife. Merry Mary? No, wrong. Hold it. It's Meiran. Thas' it. I mentioned sex and your mind naturally went trailing after yer sweet pussy. Its why yer so horny. Yer used to getting your nookie regular-like when you live at home." With an outraged yowl, Chang slammed him against the bulkhead. "You will regret your crudities, boy. I'll whip you within an inch of your life. Unless you arm yourself at once." "Arm's not the problem," Duo grinned. "It's more the fingers, yer see?" he held up his bandaged hands. "I tried to claw my way out of a locked stasis chamber. Kinda wrecked 'em in the process." "You could handle the bo," Wufei countered, black eyes glinting evilly. "I wouldn't attack all-out, in acknowledgment of your injuries." "Quarterstaff, yer mean? Yeah, I guess I could manage that. But no need to hold-back any. I've got the advantage, watching yer thinker burble forth and all, ya know?" "Balderdash." "We'll see." Wufei grabbed two poles from the wall of the exercise room. He tossed one, which Duo agilely caught. "Defend yourself, dishonorable cur." "Gimme all ya got, buddy." Wufei bit back his anger and commenced a series of calculated swings and back slashes. High, low, high, middle. Duo leaped and dodged, then twirled his bo into a downward arc towards Wufei's head, which was blocked with a great wooden thunk. The two combatants sprang apart. They fought in a more intricate pattern. Chang varied his moves, weaving them dexterously as the two young men danced across the deck. "You are quite skilled with the cudgel, I find," Chang nodded courteously, still keeping his look riveted on the opposition, as he began yet another offensive. "Nope. Its just that I'm reading your thoughts. Nobody gets to be good at fighting without they learn to plan ahead, til it becomes second nature. You attack me, and instantly you think of my most likely counter move. I copy that, and yer easily blocked. I do something different from what you expect, and I gotcha like that." The sneaking stick end caught Wufei hard on his muscular thigh, and tumbled him onto the floor, losing his grip on the bo, which rolled away. Duo straddled him instantly, flinging aside his own weapon, and grabbed him tightly by his throat. The bandages didn't impair his grip, since he used the floor as a brace. "I didn't hurt you too much, did I?" Chang's hands knifed between the boy's elbows, forcing them against the joint to break the throttling grip, and the combatants' positions were suddenly reversed. Wufei pinned his smaller opponent easily. "No, you did not injure me at all," he smiled acidly. He pressed his weight harshly into the boy's ribs, stopping just short of the snapping point. "But I could have, if I'd wanted to, eh?" Duo gasped the reminder between clenched teeth. "Possibly." Wufei reviewed the past series of blows and parries. "Probably," he amended reluctantly. "You are a worthy adversary." "But you still don't credit my mind-reading, huh? How bout I prove it to you?" "What further proof can you offer?" "Physical," purple eyes glowed in a rapscallion _expression. Duo shoved Wufei off of his reclining torso. He sat up and unfastened his trousers, awkwardly through the tape on his fingers. "Come on. Feeling is believing," he coaxed, meanwhile revealing his creamy white dick, arising out of silky amber curls. Chang gathered his legs under him in the pose of meditation. Then he opened his pants with sensitive precision, drawing forth a golden length of swollen cock. Duo clambered onto Wufei's lap, wrapping his limber legs around the sturdier man's waist. He placed his bound hands on the other's shoulders and nuzzled his neck. Wufei gasped harshly. "How is that possible?" He looked down between their bodies. Seemingly of their own accord, the two cocks juxtaposed perfectly along their lengths. Corona to corona, root to root, the balls nestled caressingly together. He groaned over an exquisite jolt of electric sensation. "What is that?" "My nerves conducting onto yours. Axon to axon, sending physiologic messages. Inter corporal synapses. Our cocks are communing chemically. You'll, erm, have to do the honors, though. Doc said not to get my bandages wet." Chang chuckled. "Very well, my little alien friend." He reached his long fingers over their combined lengths, pale and dusky flesh quivering alike at his skilled touch. He moaned his pleasure into Duo's soft hair. "Wonderful. The feedback loop seems to magnify the sensory stimulus until its nearly unbearable." "Uh huh." As they rose toward culmination, Duo glanced at the hidden surveyor. "Are we having fun yet?" he mouthed over the monitor. Despite the distance, Zechs shuddered in response.
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