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" Head Tripped "Written By: Presser Pairings : 1+2, 2xOC, 3x4 strongly implied Disclaimer : Gundam Wing characters aren't mine Rating : NC 17 Warnings : Lemon, supernatural theme, angst, abuse,
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"Head Tripped" ~6~ "How is he?" Quatre stopped at the door to Duo's room. Heero had taken up residence there, his back against the wall, his legs crossed. A half-eaten apple sat on a plate next to an untouched sandwich Wufei had brought him at dinnertime. "It's been seven hours, Quat. He was only up for a little, just before noon. And he slept all night the night before." Quatre knelt beside Heero, putting his hand lightly on his friend's shoulder. "I know you're worried, Heero; we all are." Heero turned cold blue eyes on Quatre. "I mean, I know how I'd feel if - if something like this happened to Trowa." "What are you saying?" "Nothing, nothing at all," Quatre rushed to say. "He's part of the team, Quatre. He's important to the mission. He's also my friend," Heero said, lowering his eyes. "And you care about him, too, Heero." "Yeah," Heero responded, eyes still cast down, "I guess I do."
The fire in the oval room had gone out. The only light in the room came from a row of small windows high in the massive stone wall. Moonlight shone cold and thin, casting an eerie shadow about the bed. Duo's own shadow seemed transparent, there yet not. He moved his hand slowly back and forth, watching his shadow fingers play on the satin lavender sheets. "This is where my dream happened." Duo peered into the half dark, searching to see what he could make of the place. There was no furniture in the room, only the bed near the fireplace, and the imposing oak bar at the far end. Duo saw no door, the only windows being far above his head. The slate floor was covered in soft animal skins, bear, tiger, cheetah, lion, the heads removed. There was no sign of the boy who had taken him so forcefully. "If it isn't Heero, then who /is/ it?" Duo scratched the side of his face and realized that his braid had come undone. He began to braid his hair, fingers expertly alternating thick strands separated with long practice. As he worked his hair, Duo began to recall what had happened earlier. "He - he was so rough," Duo thought. "He even slapped me. But somehow all I can remember is the pleasure he brought me." Duo reached between his legs, expecting to find swollen tissues and over-sensitive skin. "I'm not even sore!" He gently fingered his anus, surprised to find it seemingly untouched. He slipped off the bed and moved to stand in the beams of moonlight striking the side of the curved wall and floor to the side of the bed. "No bruises," Duo observed, as he examined his thighs and hips. "But I'm sure he was pretty rough with me. I don't understand what's going on here." "Didn't you like it?" Duo jumped, startled to hear a voice close to his ear. He turned to find the boy who had raped him standing but a finger's length away. "Wh - who are you?" "You should relax when I'm doing you, Duo." The boy spoke without answering Duo's question. " .I'll never really hurt you, you know. All the rough play is just that - play. Foreplay, actually." The demon boy laughed softly, the sound echoing eerily through the room. "But why? Where are we? Why have you brought me here? And who are you? You still haven't told me that." "So many questions," the boy said, smiling seductively. "I'd much rather make love to you than answer questions, Duo. Wouldn't you?" "I just want to know who you are and why you've brought me here." Duo's eyebrows were low over his eyes; there was apprehension in his voice. "I brought you here to make love to you, Duo. It's obvious to anyone that you're in love with Heero Yuy. You've had too many dreams about that for me not to notice." "How did you know that?! I've never spoken to /anyone/ about them!" "And since he seems too dense to respond to your not-so-subtle hints," the demon continued, ignoring Duo's interjection, "I wanted to make it up to you. But we've talked enough, Duo. It's time for me to make you forget all about Heero Yuy." The sly smile that spread across the demon-boy's face was accompanied by cold blue eyes that glinted in the moonlight. He bent and put his mouth on Duo's right nipple. Duo gasped. The boy reached for Duo's other nipple with one hand, the other moving to finger his tight pucker. Duo's knees buckled. Both he and the boy sank to the soft skins on the floor. "Good boy," the demon said, releasing Duo's nipples but continuing to probe his ass with a single finger. "Now you just lay here and let me make you feel good. I promise you: this will be the ride of your life tonight."
"Didn't ask," Quatre said. "I talked with Heero a little, though. He's really worried about Duo." "I took him a sandwich and an apple a little while ago." "I know. He's eaten half the apple, but hasn't touched the sandwich." Quatre looked so forlorn, standing there, that Wufei left his chair and crossed the room to embrace his friend. He put strong arms around Quatre's shoulders and pulled him close. The young blonde put his head on the Chinese pilot's shoulder. "I wish I could tell you this is all going to work out alright, Quatre; but the truth is that nobody knows how this will end. There is /one/ thing that I /do/ know, however." Wufei gently pulled back from Quatre, his hands on the boy's arms. "There is no one that cares more about what happens to Duo than Heero. And Heero's not alone, either. We all would do anything for either of them. Together we'll find a way to help Duo." Quatre half-smiled and buried his face in Wufei's shoulder again, putting his arms around the taller boy's waist. "Thanks, Wufei. It means a lot to hear you say that."
"You'll tell me if this feels good, right?" the demon spoke seductively, blue eyes half-lidded. Duo whimpered. The demon opened his mouth and took both of Duo's balls into the wet heat there. As he did, he plunged a second finger into Duo's anus, driving both far into the boy's channel. Duo gasped. The demon released Duo's balls. With saliva dripping down his chin, he looked up and spoke. "Can I take that as a "Yes," Duo?" "Gods yes! Yes! It fe - feels so good! "Of course it does." The demon bent to his work again, sucking one ball, then the other while probing Duo's anus with the two fingers of his left hand. Duo continued to twist and moan beneath the boy. After a few minutes, Duo grew more agitated. He reached for his cock, trying to relieve the tension building there. Instantly the demon was sitting on his chest, holding his hands back against the floor. "No! You will /not/ touch yourself without permission! Do you hear me?" Duo whimpered again. "Answer me, Duo!" Plaintive tones came from the boy below the demon. "Ye - yes, I hear you." "And what do you call me now?" "S - sir?" "Wrong!" The demon slapped Duo in the face. "There is only /one/ word, /one/ title that is appropriate here!" The demon-boy growled low and long, waiting for Duo's reply. "M - master?" "Good boy, Duo, good boy. Yes, I am your master when you're here in this room. Don't ever forget that, boy." "Yes, master." Duo squirmed back and forth on the floor, hips weakly pumping against the air. "Would you like to feel good, Duo? Would you?" "Yes, master, please, master." "Right answer. Because you have obeyed me, I will grant your little wish. Feel good, Duo!" The demon raised his hips and positioned himself over Duo's cock, which he grabbed with one hand, raising it. He plunged downward, taking Duo's ample length full in the ass. The demon hissed with delight; Duo gasped at the pleasurable sensation. For a moment all was quiet; neither boy moved. And then the demon's lips curled in an evil smirk. Duo began to tremble. "Gods, what's happening. What are you /doing/?" "I told you this was going to be good, Duo. Just sit back and trust me. I can do things for you that Heero never could, that no man could." The demon threw back his head and howled, a high-pitched screech, rough and loud and long. Inside the demon boy, his passage had molded to fit Duo's cock perfectly. Instead of moving up and down on the boy, or making Duo fuck him, the demon's channel began to move. "Oh, gods!" Duo screamed. "It - it feels like you're sucking me off!" "Doesn't it?" The boy laughed. "Just one of many unearthly pleasures I can bring you, Duo. Enjoy it - while it lasts!" The boy howled again, a sound born in the pit of hell. Duo felt himself soaring, yet he didn't come. Higher, harder, faster. He needed to pump his hips, but the boy's weight on him prevented him from moving. The demon's channel massaged Duo's cock up and down, sliding around it the way a snake crawls over rock. Duo began to tremble violently. The demon-boy's tail - for now he began to let his humanoid appearance slip away - twitched in anticipation of what was to come. He roared. "Who am I, boy? Tell me again!" "Y - you are my master!" Duo cried out in both pain and pleasure. The demon laughed loud and long as his tail, now grown
to it's full length, lashed the black air behind him.
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