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"When Braided Fairies Strike"Written By: Emerald Pillow Pairing: 1+3. ?+1 Warning: Yaoi; Language, lemon, death, POV Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing or it's characters.
You can sue me, but all I have worth taking is my cat that looks like
Trowa, but is named Duo. Rating: NC 17 When Braided Fairies Strike Part 11
"Barton's right. There is a chip present in your
brain. . .but whatever it's made out of is melting and it's spreading.
Every time you black out, it spreads further into your brain. Without
the research files, we don't know what it's made of or if it can be
removed." "Hear that? I'm staying. I'm staying. You have
to put up with me. You big loser. Trowa will be mine. I'll fuck him
every second of the day." "You couldn't get into the files?" Trowa questioned.
"It appears that Winner had them destroyed from
the research facility. . .as well as the asylum." "Can't you at least try?" I wanted to get
rid of this nuisance once and for all. "We could." Sally finally spoke. "But
we're unsure of the out come." "Just do it." "What?" Sally's eyes widen. "Yuy, you can't mean that." "You said that this thing is spreading. I feel
it's getting stronger. It's possible this thing can take over my mind,
and I won't have that. I rather die than let it win over." "Heero, there's another way. I'm sure that if I
talk to Quatre. . ." I looked over at Wu Fei and Sally. I didn't
have to say anything for them to know I wanted time alone with Trowa.
Once they were gone, I turned to face him. "Do you honestly think that he'll just let you
have the files Trowa? After all, this was done to keep us apart."
"There has to be another way." "I don't want to lose you Trowa. . .and if this
chip wins over, that's exactly what'll happen. Ever since it was placed,
it's been begging me to rape, kill, hurt, everything I don't want
to do to people. . .and most of it is directed toward you. I know
that if this chip wins over, you won't be able to beat my body. That's
why I need you to promise me. . . .promise me that you'll be here
when I come out of surgery. Let them know if it's me or not. . . .if
it's not. . .I want you to kill me." "That's stupid. You know he won't. He loves you.
He wants you. He likes your big dick. That's all he really wants.
Me or you, it'll be the same body. Only I'd actually give it to him,
unlike you, you pussy." "What if I can't?" He whispered and bowed
his head in grief. I pulled him into an embrace, which he accepted
and returned. "I believe in you Trowa. You'll find a way. You
don't know how to give up." "Sob, sob. It's like a sad scene in a movie. You
know what happens in movies Heero, but this isn't the movies."
"I know it sounds childish, but I always believed
that you were indestructible. . .that nothing could ever touch you
or hurt you." I couldn't help but laugh at his statement. "Probably because of the way we met." "I just wish I was right. . .I'm so sorry."
"It wasn't you. It's not your fault." "If it wasn't for me, this never would have happen
to you." "He's right. You need to make him pay for it. You can't let him away with this Heero. Kill his ass. After you fuck him, of course. You know that IF he kills you, he'll go running back to little rich bitch boy. Killing you would be like killing a fly to him." ********** I gripped the head board, it was all I could do since
both my wrists were restrained to it. I couldn't hold back any more
as I started to moan. I wanted to touch the source of my pleasure,
but I didn't trust myself. I didn't want to hurt Trowa or even run
the risk of it happening. So, we had searched the Preventer's head
quarters and came up with a pair of hand cuffs that would sufficiently
prevent it. "Fuck that bitch. I know we can break these piece
of shit cuffs. Break them Heero. Make him scream." I hated to
admit it, but my body wanted to agree with the voice. For as far back
as I can remember, I have always enjoyed rough sex; however, I've
never done it with Trowa before. I was glad for the restraints. The voice was right;
I could break them whenever I wanted. . .but they weren't serving
as bondage. . .rather they acted as a reminder. Without them, I would
probably do everything that the voice wanted. Trowa moaned my name,
causing my urge to take control to grow. Somehow, I kept myself calm.
I stared into his face as he leaned back in bliss. My surgery was at noon the next day. I wanted to feel
him one last time, just in case things didn't work out for the better.
I finally got what I wanted for so long, and I couldn't keep him.
It wasn't fair. . .then again, life never was fair to me. He leaned
over and started to kiss me. I returned his gestures, wishing that
the night would never end. For the first time in my life, I was at
total peace and happiness. Not even the voice that was still encouraging
me to rape Trowa couldn't kill the pleasure. "Trowa, slow down." I whispered between the
kisses. I was reaching my peak and I wanted this to last as long as
possible. He full filled my request, but continued to kiss me. After
several more minutes, I felt his semen fall to my stomach. A instant
later, I released into him. . .and the voice returned, louder than
before. "Damn, that was great. No wonder Quatre did everything
he could to keep us from him." I ignored the voice and tried
to focus on kissing Trowa. "Not only can he fuck, but he could
probably suck a golf ball through a garden hose." I massaged
his tongue with my own, wanting nothing more than to touch him. .
.but as he sought to release me from the cuffs, I declined. "Leave me like this." I told him quickly before
he could free me. "Do you honestly think these puny ass cuffs are
going to keep me from him Heero. Tch, tch, tch, tch. You should know
better than that. After tomorrow, I'll have my way with him. So you
better enjoy what you can tonight. . .because tomorrow night, you'll
be sitting on the side lines, watching the play by play." Tears
spilled down my cheeks and he lightly wiped them away. All I ever
wanted was to be with him. I never realized it until I saw him on
the balcony defending me to his spouse. I wish I would have come to
notice it sooner. Maybe then things wouldn't have turned out like
this. "I can't believe you're crying over this little whore.
The sex wasn't even all that great. It could have been better, if
you would have done what I told you. . . .doesn't matter. . .I'll
be able to show you tomorrow. Instead of moaning your name, he'll
be screaming. . .something along the lines of: 'Heero, stop! Please!
Don't do this!'. . .but of course, you will. I will make you."
"Tell him what? That you're in love with him? Go
ahead. Tell him. It'll give him a good laugh before you're gone. Maybe
he'll fuck you again out of pity." I closed my eyes tightly as
the pain was starting to become unbearable. It wouldn't be long before
I would black out again. . .that I was sure of. I tried to fight it.
I feared that if I allowed myself to black out, it would give the
chip a better chance of gaining control. "Heero?" I focused on the worried face. I
had to stay conscious. . .for him. "Heero?" He started to
uncuff me. "Don't." I pleaded weakly. "You can't fight me Heero. I will win. I will make
him mine, and there isn't a damn thing you can do about it." ~ * ~ Chapter
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