"Unknown Attraction"

Pairing: 6x3

Warnings: yaoi, lemon, rape with no complaints

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, but you can try to sue me, but all you'll get is a cat with a half mask like Trowa (But, her name is Duo...)

Notes: This was a fanfic written for my good friend, Thorne, I didn't reall want to write it because my poor Trowa had to get raped so...Here's your frickin fanfic. I hope you're happy. . . .

Rating: NC 17

Unknown Attraction

"You're going out of the way for this Heero Yuy." Zechs observed as he stared at Trowa through his mask. "Not everyone is willing to alter their mobile suit for someone else, let alone a Gundam." Trowa remained silent as he continued his work. Zechs started toward the Heavyarms pilot. He stopped a few feet behind him and stared at him a moment. Without warning, he closed the small gap and began gently rubbing himself against the slightly smaller boy. A grin pierced his lips as he waited for a reaction. And waited. Trowa's eyes were glued to his work and made no effort to acknowledge Zech's presence.

Slightly annoyed, the Lightning Count snaked his arm around the Gundam pilot's waist and crushed their bodies together. He could feel his rock hard sex digging into the other's leg. His eyes were fixed on Trowa, who remained unaffected by the closeness. Determined for the attention, Zechs began lightly kissing the base of the younger's neck. Still no reaction. Anger started to rise within the Lt. A man of his rank should not be ignored by a solider. Though Trowa wasn't a solider of Oz, he should still respect Zech's superiority. No matter, the barer of the Mask of Shame always enjoyed a challenge.

His hands slowly slid down the arms of the other pilot until they reached his busy fingers. Zechs roughly grasp the hard at work hands to prevent them from continuing. He squeezed them tightly before he spoke.
"Look at me Trowa." His voice was thick with lust. Trowa disobeyed, in fact he did the opposite, and kept his eyes downcast. Zechs cupped Trowa's chin in his hand and forced the seduced boy to look at him. Upon seeing the blue orbs, Trowa understood what Zechs had in mind. Before he could react,
Zechs' lips were slammed against his own, and his tongue was presently trying to pry open an entryway. Trowa's defense was strong, but the Lt.'s tongue infiltrated. He searched every inch of the new haven roughly while he forced Trowa into the cockpit of Heavyarms.

Trowa was too exhausted from his last battle and lack of sleep to properly defend himself. He had been in this situation enough to know how to make it go easier. First off he couldn't fight it. Zechs'hands seem to move with such speed, that Trowa couldn't keep track of them and the tongue that was invading deeper into his mouth. As Zechs was pushing him into the cockpit, he lost his balance. They both tumbled into the seat, Zechs landing on top. His knee planted itself firmly in the younger pilot's groin.

Involuntarily, Trowa arched in pain, causing the intruding tongue to plunge deeper, almost causing him to gag. This action seemed to excite the Tallgeese pilot as his kissing became more violent. He ripped the protective turtleneck to expose the Latin's flesh. Zechs discarded the tattered shirt to the side as his lips moved down the opposed boy's neck again. This time was a little more forceful, more rushed.

The offending hands soon removed every other article of clothing that separated him from what he wanted. A bit of a surprise awaited him as he viewed Trowa's exposed body. The Latin was actually becoming aroused. Zechs studied the stoic pilot, completely confused. Could someone really get excited over being raped? Trowa, as usual, was as a statue. No emotion, no sound. Just two empty emerald pools staring at something that only he could see. As if he was expecting something that Zechs couldn't determine. Zechs positioned the boy to better convince himself. Trowa's back was now against the bottom of the seat. His legs were spread and resting on the control panels on either side of Zechs. If he hadn't known any better, Zechs could have sworn that Trowa wanted to be raped as much as he wanted to rape him. He offered no resistance. Without any preparation, Zechs rammed himself completely into the unemotional pilot. Trowa slightly jolted at the sudden impact, but didn't react. There was no sign that the penetration really hurt him. He just closed his eyes and seemed to relax his entire body.

Zechs focused his eyes on Trowa's face. How can anyone not react to being raped? He pulled himself completely out before diving right back in just as deep as the last, but faster. Once again, the force jerked the lean body under his, and the breathing skipped, but Trowa remained the same. Zechs
concentrated on the passage. Trowa was so tight, he thought he would pass out as he pulled himself in and out again. He followed the procedure. Each thrust gained in momentum as the thought of making Trowa react possessed his mind. He wanted, no needed some kind of feedback as to what exactly he was doing to the mysterious pilot. With each entry, it was the same. Only a jolt and a skip in breath, but nothing more. The shorter boy's eyes remained lightly closed, features too relax to reveal pleasure or pain. The thrust grew more fierce as the will for a reaction enhanced. This continued in a maddening pace, neither side willing to give in. Zechs never took his eyes off of Trowa's face, not wanting to miss when the latter did react.

Anger fueled him every time he forced himself in, the only thing that seemed to change was the ease of the entry. Blood was lubricating the passage, making Zechs' attempts not as effective. This only angered him further as he seized Trowa's hips and began pulling Trowa toward him with
every contact. Trowa's head slightly titled backwards at the newfound aid to his rape. His features tighten slightly. A severe study could yet determine if the rapist was hurting or pleasuring. Zechs tighten his grip, as he began to reach his maximum. He slammed Trowa's body against his one last time before his seed spilled into the Gundam pilot. Exhausted, the blonde crashed on top the other. It was then that he finally realized how Trowa truly felt about what had just happen. He had been looking in the wrong place for the reaction. The arousal that he had spotted at the beginning, was now rock hard. He looked down at Trowa.

Trowa hadn't opened his eyes yet, but his breathing was short and quick as if
he had just engaged in the most exotic sexual experience of his life. A
smile plagued Zechs' lips as he realized his victory.

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