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"Offstage"Written By: Clara Barton Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. The following
is an intellectual exercise with no intention of profit. That said,
these characterizations, words, and situations are mine. Please ask
before reprinting. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Angst, language, sex (the usual) Pairings: 6x2, ? Summary: It's Duo's first professional job, at a summer stock theatre company in upstate New York. As an intern, he knows he has a lot to learn. But he didn't count on having to figure out how to deal with THIS mess.
"Offstage" Chapter Two
Zechs parked in front of a house that backed up to the lake. There were a few other cars in the lot, and a few more on the street that Duo didn’t look at closely. The house was large, and a few lights were on despite the late hour. Duo got out of the car and started to walk towards the front door. “No, this way.” Zechs held out his hand and Duo, trying to decide if this made him feel like a child or not, took it. Zechs knitted their fingers together and Duo decided that no, it did not make him feel like a child. He followed Zechs past the house and saw a small, rather neglected bungalow closer to the water. “This is me,” Zechs said, somewhat unnecessarily, as he pulled Duo towards the door. Zechs dropped his hand to unlock the door, and held it open for Duo. He stepped inside the dark interior, but a moment later Zechs flicked on the lights. It was small, and completely without personal effects of any kind. They were standing in a kitchen that was just big enough to turn around in, with a small, two-person cafe table shoved against the opposite wall. There were two doors that led away from the kitchen, both open. Duo could see a bathroom through the door on the left, and straight ahead, through the other door, a bedroom. Zechs stepped past Duo, took his hand again, and pulled him towards the bedroom. The bed, pushed against one wall, was narrow enough that Duo arched an eyebrow at Zechs. “You don’t take up much room,” Zechs pointed out. “True.” There was a rolling suitcase pushed against another wall, beside a dresser, and a small desk with a laptop and printer sat under the room’s one window. “I like what you’ve done with the place,” Duo said, feeling the need to talk as his nervousness got the better of him. Zechs snorted. “I’m only here for the summer.” “Oh.” Duo was actually relieved by that - it meant Zechs was just a tourist, and not a local after all. That meant, if this turned into a complete disaster - which Duo was pretty sure it would any second now - he probably wouldn’t have to see Zechs ever again. Zechs sat down on the edge of the bed, still holding Duo’s hand, and guided him to stand between his thighs. Letting go of Duo’s hand, Zechs leaned over and turned on a small lamp, flooding the room with warm light. Duo bit his lip as he tried to figure out what to do, what Zechs wanted him to do. “You’re doing it again,” Zechs said. “What?” “Biting your lip. What are you concentrating on?” Duo snorted. “Not making a fool of myself.” Zechs arched an eyebrow. “Oh, come on. You-” Duo gestured at Zechs’ body “-have to know how hot you are. It’s intimidating as hell.” Zechs smirked, but some of the arrogant edge was softened by the obvious appreciation in his gaze as he looked over Duo’s body. “I’m not the only one who’s hot as hell,” Zechs said. Duo shook his head. “Don’t-” “Don’t what? Appreciate the view?” Zechs leaned back on his elbows. “It’s my house. If I want to tell a gorgeous guy he’s hot, I can do that.” Duo rolled his eyes. “It’s your house for the summer - and I think calling this place a house is a little insulting to all houses, everywhere.” “Probably,” Zechs agreed. “I have an idea.” Duo arched an eyebrow and waited to hear it. “Kiss me again, and stop worrying about making a fool of yourself.” Duo swallowed hard and looked down at Zechs, spread out on the bed, his thighs bracketing Duo’s. Never climbed into bed with someone before. Check. Duo crawled over Zechs’ body and straddled him, smirking when Zechs’ hands came up to rest on his hips. Zechs smoothed his hands under both of Duo’s shirts, skimming his bare skin. “What’s in it for me?” Duo asked, feeling tentatively emboldened by Zechs’ touch. Zechs arched an eyebrow, but he smirked again, and it was clear he was enjoying this. “What do you want?” “I want to see your hair down.” “You know it’ll just get in the way,” Zechs said, with a meaningful look at Duo’s braid. Duo knew no such thing, and he shrugged. Zechs sighed, but he moved his hands and tugged his hair until it spilled across the comforter on the bed, his blond hair so pale it was almost silver. Duo reached out to touch it, but Zechs caught his hand. “I believe you owe me a kiss,” Zechs said. So Duo leaned down and kissed him, enjoying the way Zechs’ hands wrapped around him and cupped his ass. The kiss was somewhere between playful and aggressive, just like it had been before, with Zechs and Duo fighting for control of it, and while Duo was pretty sure he didn’t win the battle, he definitely enjoyed it. As the kiss continued, Zechs ran his hands over Duo’s back, under his shirts, slowly pushing them upwards. Zechs reached around to rub his thumbs over Duo’s nipples and Duo, who had never even thought to touch himself there, moaned embarrassingly loudly into Zechs’ mouth. He had thought, foolishly he now realized, that only girls had sensitive nipples. Or maybe there was something wrong with him. Maybe he shouldn’t find Zechs’ touch that arousing. Duo shifted his hands over Zechs’ chest, rucking up his sweater and skimming over his taut stomach until he reached Zechs’ chest. He smoothed his hands over the hard nubs and Zechs shifted under Duo, arching into his touch ever-so-slightly. Interesting. Duo took a risk, and rolled one of Zechs’ nipples between his fingers. Zechs groaned, and his hips bucked up against Duo’s groin. Very interesting. Duo couldn’t help but smirk against Zechs’ mouth. Which turned out to be a definite mistake. Zechs pinched Duo’s right nipple, his touch not quite gentle, and Duo felt a rush of pain and pleasure. Never had someone pinch my nipples to make me feel good. Check. He broke away from kissing Zechs and drew in a deep, shuddering breath. “These need to come off,” Zechs said, pushing at Duo’s shirts. Duo completely agreed, and he pulled them off and carelessly tossed them across the room. Zechs chuckled, his eyes gleaming as he looked over Duo’s bare torso. “Still enjoying the view?” Duo asked. “Mmm,” Zechs hummed appreciatively. He shifted his hands, wrapping them around Duo’s waist, and sat up in a smooth motion that made Duo think he probably had incredible abs. Zechs bent his head forward and ran his tongue around Duo’s left nipple in a teasing caress. Duo fisted his hands into Zechs’ loose hair when the other man took the tender flesh into his mouth, sucking and biting down until Duo moaned again. “What do you want?” Zechs asked, pulling away from Duo’s chest to press a kiss to his neck, laving at the pulsepoint until Duo arched his back. “You,” Duo moaned. “I want you.” He felt Zechs’ smirk against his skin. “What me to what?” “Fuck me,” Duo begged. “Please.” “Say it again.” “Fuck me.” “No, say please again.” Duo pulled away from Zechs and glared at him, but Zechs was still smirking, completely unrepentant, completely arrogant. “Please,” Duo said, lowering his voice. “Please fuck me, Zechs.” And then Zechs was kissing him again, his pleasure at Duo’s words very, very obvious from the way he seemed to be trying to swallow Duo whole. Zechs’ hands roamed back to Duo’s ass, squeezing his cheeks roughly, and Duo rocked against him, feeling the hard length of Zechs’ clothed cock under him and trying to rub against it. His own cock, once again hard and aching, felt increasingly uncomfortable trapped in his shorts. Zechs pushed him away. “Let me get a condom, and some lube.” Duo shifted away, standing up and letting Zechs get off the bed. He walked over to the rolling suitcase and laid it down on the floor, and started to unzip pockets in search of supplies. “I’m surprised you didn’t unpack those first,” Duo said. Zechs gave Duo a look over his shoulder. “I didn’t count on meeting you tonight,” he said. Duo chuckled. “Make yourself useful and get naked,” Zechs instructed. Duo swallowed hard, realizing that, yeah, this was going to happen. He fumbled with the fly of his shorts, glad that Zechs wasn’t watching, but then pushed the shorts and his boxers down. He stepped out of them and then toed off his boots and socks. And then he stood there, naked, his cock jutting out in front of him, and tried not to let his nerves get to him. It was another minute before Zechs found what he was looking for, and he turned around with a triumphant smirk, condoms in one hand and a small, clear bottle of something labeled with Swiss Navy in the other. “Fuck,” Zechs breathed, looking at Duo’s naked body, “you’re incredible.” Duo flushed at the praise. He certainly didn’t think that whenever he looked in the mirror. But Zechs… Zechs definitely seemed to appreciate the view. Duo gestured towards Zechs. “Won’t this work better if you’re naked, too?” Zechs shook himself. “Generally, although now that you mention it, the idea of fucking you while I’m still dressed has a certain allure.” Duo glared and shook his head. “Nope. Get naked. Now.” Zechs smirked and stood up. “As you wish.” He pulled off his sweater and Duo gaped. Zechs was lean, but his torso was muscled, and his abs looked like they belonged in an underwear ad. “Do I pass inspection?” Zechs asked, in a voice that made it clear he knew he did. Duo nodded and forced his mouth closed. Zechs stepped out of his shoes and then unfastened his jeans. He pulled them off slowly, stepping out of them and removing his socks at the same time, until he was standing in front of Duo in just a pair of black briefs. Duo stared at the outline of Zechs’ cock and swallowed hard. Holy shit, what the hell am I doing? Duo had watched porn. He knew, theoretically, what happened next was going to be Zechs fucking him, but Duo had no idea how they got from here to that point. Porn didn’t tend to show the awkward parts between kissing and fucking, and Duo knew there had to be something in between. Duo scratched the back of his neck. “I, um, I… What, um…” Zechs arched an eyebrow, and Duo realized that he sounded like an idiot. Like a virginal idiot. Which was exactly what he was. He drew a deep breath and forced himself to relax. “What you do want?” he asked, borrowing the question from Zechs. Zechs arched an eyebrow. “I want you to look a little less terrified.” Duo laughed nervously. “Yeah, um, about that. I-” “You’re a virgin.” Duo swallowed and looked away from Zechs’ narrowed gaze. He nodded. “Yeah. I… yeah. I am.” Zechs snorted, and Duo looked up at him. Zechs shook his head. “What?” “I’m just glad I didn’t fuck you in the back of my Jeep.” “I thought that was where most people lost their virginity anyway.” “In the back of my Jeep?” Zechs sounded almost offended. Duo rolled his eyes. “No, I meant in the backseat of a car.” “I know what you meant.” Zechs’ expression turned serious. “What do you want?” The question wasn’t playful this time. Duo bit his lower lip, and he considered. “I want you to fuck me,” he said after a moment. Zechs smiled then, a lopsided expression that was so different from his arrogant smirk that Duo found himself staring. Zechs was gorgeous - with a body to match - but that single expression transformed his face into devastatingly handsome. Duo watched as Zechs hooked his fingers in the waistband of his briefs and pulled them down his thighs, and then let them fall to the floor. He wasn’t fully erect anymore - neither was Duo - but the sight of his half-hard cock and the thick, dark blond curls of his groin made Duo’s mouth go dry. Zechs closed the space between them and ran his hands over Duo’s back and down to his ass, resting his hands on Duo’s cheeks. “Now, where were we?” “I don’t know what to do- I mean, how to-” “I do,” Zechs said, and kissed Duo. He sat back on the bed, pulling Duo into his lap again, their position the same as it had been before they had undressed and Duo had made his confession. It was clear, from the way Zechs kept his touch light and almost gentle, that he was afraid Duo would freak out at any second. Duo pulled back from the kiss and glared at Zechs. “You know, I was a virgin five minutes ago, too.” Zechs arched an eyebrow in question. Duo sighed, and decided to just take matters into his own hands. He reached down and pinched Zechs’ nipple, while at the same time kissing him again, forcefully pushing his tongue into Zechs’ mouth. Zechs caught on and kissed Duo back, matching him, fighting him again, and Duo relaxed into it, into Zechs’ hands as they ran over his chest and down to his groin. Duo’s breath caught when Zechs wrapped his hand around Duo’s cock, slowly but surely working him back to a full erection. Zechs pulled back from their kiss, his lips still almost touching Duo’s. “Show me what you like,” Zechs said, his voice a breathy growl. Duo had to close his eyes and bite his lip to keep from moaning - he really didn’t think Zechs needed any pointers. He seemed to have figured out what Duo liked all on his own just fine. Zechs leaned forward, nose and lips running over Duo’s throat, and Duo shuddered. Fuck. Every touch felt like fire, felt like electricity singing through Duo’s veins. He opened his eyes and met Zechs’ pale, confident gaze. The arrogant smirk was back, and Duo decided it needed to go. He licked his palm, holding Zechs’ gaze, and then reached down to take Zechs’ cock in his hand. It was bigger than Duo’s, just a little longer but definitely thicker, and Duo forced himself not to think too much about that fact at the moment. Zechs’ eyes went wide, and he made an inarticulate sound. The smirk, Duo was pleased to see, fell away, and Duo felt like smirking himself when Zechs’ free hand clutched at Duo’s braid, as if he was desperate for an anchor. “That’s not what I meant,” Zechs moaned as Duo worked his hand up and down the stiff length. “I know what you meant,” Duo assured him. Zechs’ eyes narrowed, and it was clear that he was trying to decide whether or not to be annoyed with Duo. Duo tightened his hold on Zechs and ran his thumb down to his balls, fondling the sensitive skin there, and Zechs closed his eyes and hissed. It felt good, to have Zechs this off-balance, this far from his smirking, arrogant self, and Duo couldn’t help but feel a little arrogant himself. Until Zechs opened his eyes and, a smirk slowly spreading across his lips, removed his hand from Duo’s cock and licked it, mimicking Duo’s earlier gesture. He wrapped his cool, wet palm around Duo again and matched Duo’s rhythm, copying his every movement as Duo tried his best to get another reaction out of Zechs. It was like playing pool all over again - Duo thinking he had the upper hand and then Zechs very quickly proving that, no, Duo was just playing his game. It felt like a competition, like another race to five, and Duo was determined not to lose again. Zechs’ lips were parted, his breathing just as rough and unsteady as Duo’s, his face and chest flushed and his eyes hooded, and he was, by far, the sexiest man Duo had ever seen. “Stop,” Zechs moaned. “Stop.” Duo stilled his hand and frowned. Had he done something wrong? “I- Sorry, I didn’t-” Zechs pressed a quick, hard kiss to Duo’s mouth. “I was too close,” he explained. Duo grinned. “Oh, really?” He started to move his hand again, but Zechs reached down and wrapped his larger hand around Duo’s, holding him in place. “Really,” Zechs confirmed, “and I’d rather wait and come inside you, if you don’t mind.” There was a careful, questioning tone to Zechs’ voice. “Yeah,” Duo agreed. “That sounds good.” “Then do you mind if I…?” Zechs reached over for the lube. “Or did you want to do it yourself?” Duo blushed, feeling, yet again, like an idiotic virgin. “Um…” Zechs smirked and kissed him again, teasing Duo’s lips with gentle nips, until Duo opened for him and Zechs slid his tongue inside. Duo forgot all about the lube, about the competition to get each other off, about everything except for the feel of Zechs’ tongue as it curled around his. Duo had kissed before - had had a fairly memorable makeout session with Alice Riley in 10th grade that resulted in Duo deciding he didn’t care for boobs all that much; had had an even more memorable, unfortunately so, kiss with one of the senior theatre majors at CSU in the spring, during the Hamlet cast party, and Duo had decided that he really, really didn’t care for being made an object of ridicule when the guy, Tom Scott, had literally swept Duo off his feet and kissed him in front of the entire department while everyone else cheered and whistled. But none of his experiences, the good, the bad or the forgettable, compared to kissing Zechs. It felt incredible, and Duo would be happy to just sit here and do that all night, every night. He felt the cool, slick press of a finger against his anus. Duo froze at the intrusion. “No?” Zechs asked. Duo shook his head. “It’s okay. I just… You were trying to distract me.” “And failing,” Zechs said with a rueful grin. “I don’t need to be distracted,” Duo told him. “I’d rather know it’s coming.” Zechs nodded. “Fair enough. This is just one finger. Tell me to stop, whenever you need me to.” Duo swallowed and nodded. “Okay.” “Try to relax,” Zechs suggested, smoothing his other hand down Duo’s back, his touch light. Duo nodded again and shifted, spreading his legs a little wider as he continued to straddle Zechs, thinking to give him more room. He shivered when Zechs pushed against him again, his lube-slicked finger feeling so very different than anything Duo had ever experienced before. Once, two years ago, Duo had tried to finger himself in the shower. He hadn’t been impressed with the results, had only managed to work two fingers into himself and had felt awkward and tense, and he’d wondered how the hell this was supposed to feel good. “Let me in,” Zechs said, his voice almost a plea. It was an effort to relax more, to unclench his muscles and let Zechs slide one long finger into Duo’s body. It didn’t hurt, but it felt… very bizarre. Duo could feel the pressure of Zechs’ touch, could feel the movement of his finger sliding deeper. “This okay?” Duo nodded, glad he didn’t have to speak. And then Zechs curled his finger, and it glanced across something in Duo’s body. “Fuck!” Zechs smirked. “Still okay?” “Hell yes,” Duo panted, arching his back in an effort to force Zechs’ finger back to that spot. Zechs obliged him, and Duo moaned. It felt incredible, almost as intense as an orgasm, and Duo suddenly understood why this was a thing. “More,” he demanded. “More what?” Zechs sounded amused. “More than just your finger,” Duo bit out. “I want your cock.” “Not yet,” Zechs chuckled. “But how about two fingers?” Duo glared, but Zechs merely lifted an eyebrow, unmoved by the look. “Yeah, two fingers,” Duo reluctantly agreed. This time, it did hurt, Duo’s muscles burning as they stretched to accommodate Zechs’ fingers, and Duo was glad that Zechs hadn’t let him have his way. “Still okay?” “It hurts, a little,” Duo admitted. Zechs nodded. “It’ll pass, just stay relaxed. Will it distract you too much if I kiss you again?” Duo rolled his eyes. “Has anyone ever told you you’re kind of an asshole?” “No, you’re the first,” Zechs said with a smirk, but he leaned forward and kissed Duo, silencing his comeback for that. By the time Duo had to pull away for air, the two fingers still buried inside of his rectum no longer burned, and he shifted, rocking against them, until he found that spot again. He moaned and wrapped his arms around Zechs’ neck, steadying himself as he moved. “Look at you, fucking yourself on my hand.” Zechs sounded as if he was enjoying watching Duo as much as Duo was enjoying doing it. He tugged on Duo’s braid. “Do you want more?” “Yes,” Duo crooned. “Fuck yes.” He was expecting Zechs to reach for the condom, but instead, he pulled his fingers out and then, slowly, worked three back in. It burned, again, and Duo forced himself to breathe through it, until it was just a dull twinge. “I’m okay,” Duo said, before Zechs could ask. Zechs rubbed his fingers over the knot inside Duo’s body, sending pleasure sparking through him again. Duo lifted his hips and slid back down Zechs’ fingers, feeling full, feeling pressure, feeling incredible pleasure. Duo realized he had been neglecting Zechs, had completely abandoned his cock and focused solely on his own pleasure. He reached between them and wrapped one hand around Zechs’ cock again, stroking it in time to Zechs’ fingers thrusting into his body. Zechs hummed in approval. “How do you want to do this?” Zechs asked him. “Do you want to lay down, or-” “Like this. Can we stay like this?” Duo had seen people fuck like this, in porn, and while he was rapidly realizing that porn and real sex were very different, he was pretty sure this was possible. “Yes,” Zechs agreed, “we can stay like this.” He withdrew his fingers, and Duo was left with the wholly new sensation of feeling open and empty. Zechs picked up the condom with his clean hand and used his teeth to rip it open. Duo watched him roll it down his cock, watched him smooth lube over the slick casing and stroke himself a few times. “Ready?” Zechs asked him, once again serious. “Yeah,” Duo replied, once again nervous. Zechs pushed at Duo’s hips, until he rose up enough for Zechs to slide his cock under and behind Duo. The head of Zechs’ cock was definitely broader than three fingers, and it burned - it hurt - as it passed through Duo’s body. He gripped Zechs’ shoulders, digging his fingers in, and he was pretty sure he was going to leave bruises, pretty sure he might even be breaking the other man’s skin, but fuck. “Shh,” Zechs was running his hands over Duo’s back, whispering to him, soothing him. “Just relax, Duo.” The pain had passed, when Zechs was using his fingers, but his cock was a lot more substantial than his fingers had been. Duo tried to move, wiggling on Zechs’ lap, and that was a mistake. He winced and sucked in a breath. “Do you want me to pull out?” “It gets better, right? Like before - it gets better?” “Yes, it gets better,” Zechs assured him, running one hand over Duo’s hair while the other continued to stroke his back. “It gets a lot better,” he added. “Okay, then I’m fine. Just- give me a minute.” “I’m in no rush,” Zechs said, smirking again. Duo rolled his eyes. “Do you know how annoying your smirk is?” “It’s my best feature,” Zechs countered. “Well that explains a lot,” Duo muttered, and Zechs laughed, deep and rich, and Duo felt it reverberate through his body. He shifted down, taking more of Zechs’ long cock into his body, and while it was still uncomfortable, it didn’t hurt, exactly. “Fuck, Duo,” Zechs moaned as Duo slowly impaled himself. Duo looked up to see the other man’s eyes were closed, squeezed shut tightly as if he was concentrating, or in pain himself. “You okay?” Duo had to ask. Zechs nodded and licked his lips. He opened his eyes and met Duo’s concerned look. “You feel incredible. God, you’re so tight and so hot. You’re going to burn me away, Duo.” Zechs sounded a little awed, as if he hadn’t expected it to feel this good, and Duo didn’t know if he was just saying it - just trying to make Duo feel better about all of this. But the expression on Zechs’ face seemed genuinely enthralled. Duo seated himself fully, feeling his ass meet Zechs’ groin. He definitely wasn’t feeling whatever Zechs was, but it was… it was a completely unique sensation. “Please,” Zechs rasped, “I need you to move.” Duo frowned. “You want me to get off?” He started to sit back up, disappointed, but- “No,” Zechs reached out and gripped Duo’s hips. “Just- can I?” Duo wasn’t sure what Zechs was asking. “Um, yeah?” Zechs’ hands, still on Duo’s hips, guided him up, and then pushed him back down. “Oh. Oh, fuck.” There it was again - that spot inside Duo’s body, Zechs’ length sliding along it in a way that felt so much more than just his fingers. Duo shifted his hips, adjusted the angle a little, and when Zechs thrust into him again, it was even better. “Oh my god.” Duo wasn’t sure which one of them said it, but judging by the look on Zechs’ face, it could just as easily have been him as Duo. “Kiss me,” Zechs demanded, and Duo leaned over and captured his lips in a wet, open kiss that was more about finding another point of contact than anything else. The wet slide of Zechs’ lips against Duo’s, his harsh, ragged breathing - it just intensified the pleasure Duo felt deep in his body with each move he made. Zechs’ hands were still on his hips, but Duo was moving freely now, rising and falling, riding Zechs’ cock at his own pace, and Zechs seemed more than content to give full control over to Duo. “You’re so impossibly tight,” Zechs groaned. “Sorry.” “No, don’t apologize. Well,” Zechs chuckled, “if I die trying to wait for you to get off before I do, then you can feel a little sorry.” “Oh, I- I didn’t realize that’s what you were doing.” Duo tried to change up the pace, tried to move slower, but while it still felt amazing, it wasn’t bringing him any closer to orgasm. He tried going harder, sitting up and then slamming his ass back down, and that felt - it felt really good, and Zechs certainly enjoyed it if his death grip on Duo’s hips and his grunts were anything to go by. But it wasn’t going to get Duo off. “I don’t think- I don’t think I’m going to get off like this,” Duo confessed, feeling like a failure. “It’s okay,” Zechs kissed him. “Not everyone can. Do you mind if I finish, and then I’ll suck you off?” Duo swallowed hard. Did he mind? “That’s- that’s okay with me.” Zechs smirked again and tightened his grip on Duo, taking over again, and set a fast pace, his thrusts more shallow than when Duo had been controlling things, and Duo watched, fascinated, as Zechs neared orgasm. He was so far from the cool, cocky man playing pool that Duo had first set eyes on hours ago. And this was, Duo decided, an improvement. Zechs’ eyes were open, but only just, and the look on his face reminded Duo of when Zechs had lined up that final, winning shot at the pool table. Zechs was concentrating, and he had victory in sight. He gave a deep, almost brutal thrust, and groaned. “Oh, fuck, Duo. Duo.” He could feel Zechs shudder, could feel his hips give small, reflexive jerks, and he knew Zechs was coming, buried deep inside his body. Never had sex before. Check. Duo held onto Zechs, not knowing if the other man wanted him to move or stay there, and not wanting to ask. But Zechs wrapped his arms around Duo, pulling him close, and kissed him again. Staying had been the right call. Zechs kissed Duo’s jaw, his cheek, and then his mouth again. “I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Duo shook his head. “No. It felt good. Just- sorry I couldn’t get off.” “Don’t be,” Zechs assured him again. “But, I did promise to take care of that, didn’t I?” “Yeah,” Duo agreed, feeling a flutter of anticipation at the predatory look in Zechs’ eyes. The other man pushed at Duo’s hips, gesturing for him to get up, and Duo slowly pulled away, feeling the still-hard length of Zechs’ cock slide out of his body. “Let me get rid of this,” Zechs said, and stood up. He walked past Duo, out of the room, and a moment later Duo heard the toilet flush. Left alone, Duo wondered what he should do, how he should sit on the bed, but before he could figure it out, Zechs came back into the room. He smirked, predictably, at the sight of Duo still kneeling on the bed. “Lay down,” he suggested. Duo shifted over in the bed, to the center, and laid down so that his head was on the pillow. “Like this?” “Perfect,” Zechs said as he crawled onto the bed. He pushed Duo’s legs open and sat on his knees between them, his eyes roaming over Duo’s naked body, and Duo felt very exposed. “I can’t believe someone who looks like you do is still a virgin,” Zechs said. “Well I’m not now,” Duo had to point out. Zechs chuckled. “True. Happy to help you out with that.” “Me too,” Duo admitted. Before tonight, sex had been something he thought about - something he fantasized about - but not something he saw as a realistic possibility. There were a handful of gay guys at CSU, but not many, and none that Duo was very interested in. And it was Georgia. Even if Duo had been interested, it wasn’t as if there was all that much encouragement for gay students to have relationships. This… this went beyond Duo’s wildest dreams. Especially since it wasn’t even over yet. Zechs trailed his hands over Duo’s chest, across the flat planes of his stomach, and down his hips to his thighs. Duo shuddered, and then shied away when Zechs’ fingers glanced over his inner right thigh. Zechs smirked and arched an eyebrow. “Ticklish?” Duo glared at him. “I’ll keep that in mind,” Zechs promised, and Duo wondered if the other man was going to use it against him in the future. Probably. Zechs cupped Duo’s balls in one hand, squeezing slightly, and wrapped his other hand around Duo’s soft cock. “Looks like I’ve neglected you for too long,” Zechs apologized. “S’okay. You had other things on your mind.” “Mm. Fucking you was a lot to handle,” Zechs agreed, and Duo shivered at the casual way he talked about it. He was rapidly growing erect again, and he flexed his hips upwards, meeting Zechs’ hand as it moved over him. Zechs was smirking again, and Duo realized there wasn’t much he could do to stop it - not when he was spread out under him, thrusting his cock into the other man’s hand. “Please,” Duo said, when it was clear Zechs was perfectly content to just stare down at him and slowly jerk him off. Zechs arched an eyebrow. “What do you want?” Duo growled in frustration. “I want you.” “You have me,” Zechs assured him, a warm look in his eyes that somehow made his smirk bearable. “You know what I meant.” “Maybe. Say it.” His smirk was no longer bearable, and Duo debated whether or not getting off again was going to be worth it. Zechs rubbed his thumb over the weeping slit at the tip of Duo’s cock, smearing precum and pushing in just slightly. Duo moaned - he’d never tried doing that before. It felt ridiculous that a total stranger seemed to know how to arouse Duo better than he knew himself. “Please.” “Please what?” “I want your mouth - I want you to suck my cock.” Still smirking, clearly satisfied with getting his way, Zechs lowered his head and slowly, eyes locked with Duo’s, licked the head of his cock. Fuck. And then it got better. Zechs licked along the length, grazing the sensitive underside with his teeth, and Duo moaned. He didn’t know what to do with his hands - he wanted to fist them in Zechs’ hair, to pull him closer so that his mouth was engulfing Duo’s cock. Tentatively, Duo put one hand on Zechs’ shoulder, curling one long strand of hair around his finger. “Holy shit!” The cry was drawn out of Duo as Zechs took his heated flesh into his mouth, swallowing Duo’s entire length, and Duo could only stare, could only try not to have a heart attack. It felt spectacular, more intense than anything Duo had ever experienced before, and he was pretty sure he could die, at that moment, and have no regrets in life. But then Zechs started to move, drawing back and letting the cool night air hit Duo’s wet flesh, and then surging forward again, taking him deep. “Oh my god.” Duo clutched at Zechs’ head with both hands, unconcerned now with whether or not it was okay. He held on for dear life, and Zechs continued. Duo could feel his tongue and his teeth, his slick lips and his hum of satisfaction, and it was all so much. It felt so much. “Fuck, Zechs. I-” It felt too soon, felt as though he had lasted an embarrassingly short amount of time, but Duo felt his orgasm approaching, felt pressure and heat build, and he rushed towards that feeling, urging his body onwards. “I’m close,” Duo panted. “I’m so close. I- oh fuck!” He came with a long, low moan, pumping a stream of come down Zechs’ throat while Zechs held him in place, hands on his hips, eyes closed and mouth working around Duo’s cock to swallow all of it. Suddenly the feeling of too much really was too much. “Stop, stop,” Duo begged. He pushed at Zechs’ head and the other man pulled away, releasing Duo’s cock with a wet pop that was somehow erotic. Never had a blowjob before. Check. “Too sensitive?” Zechs guessed. “Yeah.” Duo ran a hand through his own hair, pushing his bangs off his face. “Holy shit, yeah.” Zechs moved over him, stretching out beside Duo and looking down at him with a fond smirk. “See what happens when you tell me what you want?” Duo snorted. “You’re an asshole.” Zechs arched an eyebrow. “Is that how you say thank you?” Duo rolled his eyes, but he supposed that, all things considered, Zechs really did deserve a thank you. Duo was pretty sure fucking a virgin wasn’t the most fun, and Zechs had been patient and kind - if teasing and arrogant - and very generous. “Thank you,” Duo said, just before he leaned up and kissed Zechs. The other man’s mouth was bitter with the aftertaste of Duo’s semen, but Zechs didn’t seem to mind and Duo found it incredibly intimate, sharing this kiss after experiencing all of that together. “Mm. You’re welcome,” Zechs said when they parted. He ran a hand over Duo’s side, skimming over his hip and then stopping, resting his thumb on the scar beside Duo’s navel. “I’d ask if you want to go again, but it’s almost three and I have work in a few hours.” “What?” Duo turned, panicked, and followed Zechs’ gaze to a small alarm clock beside the bedside lamp. 2:52. Holy shit. He hadn’t realized - had been so caught up in Zechs that he hadn’t even thought about the time. Or the fact that he, too, had work in a few hours. “Shit. I’m sorry.” Duo moved to get out of the bed. “I’ll, um, just get my clothes and-” “You could stay, if you want,” Zechs offered. Duo looked over his shoulder at him. “You wouldn’t mind?” “That depends. How badly do you snore?” Duo smirked. “Guess you’re going to find out the hard way.” Zechs’ eyes flickered down to Duo’s ass. “I’ve no problem doing things the hard way with you.” Duo swallowed, wondering if maybe there was going to be a round two after all. He gave Zechs a speculative look. He wouldn’t mind. Hell, all things considered, Duo seriously doubted he was going to get an opportunity like this ever again. But just as Duo started to think of all the things they could try, he yawned, wide and jaw-popping, and Zechs smirked. He shifted on the bed, raising himself up enough to pull the blankets down, and gestured for Duo to join him. Never spent the night in bed with a gorgeous, naked man. Check. Duo climbed in and shifted around, trying to take up as little space as possible. Zechs reached over him and turned off the lamp. “So,” Duo had to ask as Zechs adjusted behind him, pulling him close and draping an arm around his waist, “did I entertain you?” Zechs snorted. “Immensely,” he assured Duo, before pressing a kiss to the back of his neck. -o- ~ * ~ |
