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"Sleepless"Written By: Nizuno Mikomi Disclaimer: They’re not mine. I’m just borrowing them for my nefarious purposes, bwahahahaha. They shall be returned intact…and very very happy. *wicked hentai grin* Rating: NC-17 Warnings: some sap, some fluff, OOC, yaoi, shounen-ai,
lemon in later parts Pairings: 1x2x1 & 3x4 (established), 2+/x5 Summary: Sequel to Sleepless. Witching Hour Part 4 “So…” Wufei said, suddenly shy as he leaned over Duo, nestled together against the pillows, “what happens now?” Duo glanced down and grinned appreciatively at his friend’s nude form. “Well, one of us is already naked, so that helps.” Wufei turned a shade of red rarely seen anywhere but on tomatoes. Duo smirked at him and took advantage of his momentary distraction to shimmy out of his t-shirt and boxers. “Damn, Wufei,” he muttered, “why do you have to be so cute and fuckable?” Wufei invented an entirely new shade of red to turn and stared at him. “Um…” Duo Grinned Quite Evilly in reply. “On to Step Two.” With a quick twist of his spine and some creative limb placement, he managed to maneuver the slender Chinese boy onto his back, settling his hips between the long toned legs. Wufei twitched suddenly and yanked on his braid. “Now wait just a goddamn minute, Maxwell!” he spluttered. “Why am I the uke here?!” “Because, Wufei, you silly-head,” Duo grinned broadly, “no one’s allowed in THIS ass except for Heero.” GLARE. “Hm, that was close, but not quite a Heero Yuy Death Glare. Sorry, ‘Fei-love. No cigar.” Ignoring the intensifying glare, Duo attacked Wufei’s throat, deliberately seeking out the sensitive spot that he well knew would cause the other boy to lose control. It worked. In a matter of minutes, he had mapped out Wufei’s neck, shoulders, and chest with his mouth and the Chinese boy was nearly reducing to a squirming bundle of nerves. The low wail he uttered when Duo’s tongue flickered over his navel told the braided boy it was time to stop teasing. He made his way back up to Wufei’s mouth, shifting so that their bodies aligned perfectly and their arousals rubbed together. He brought one hand up, tracing the outline of the boy’s lips with two fingers before slipping the tips into his mouth and growling, “Suck.” Wufei complied, lavishing as much love and attention on those digits as Duo had on him before. Duo bit his lip, barely maintaining his composure as he watched his fingers slid in and out of that delicious mouth. Finally, satisfied that they were wet enough for the appointed task, he withdrew his hand and sent it elsewhere, searching out that tiny hidden pucker…ah, there! “Ah?” Wufei started as he felt one finger, slick with saliva, burrowing for entrance. “Shhh, relax,” Duo murmured, concentrating. “Relax and it won’t hurt.” ‘HURT? No one said anything about it hurting!’ Calling upon his years of meditative exercises, Wufei forced himself to relax, barely noticing when Duo brushed a kiss on his cheek and slid down even as his finger worked in deeper. However, he DID notice when that hot, talented mouth closed on him for the second time that day and he voiced a rather high-pitched gasp. Suitably distracted, he didn’t notice the second finger, or the third, until Duo curled them purposefully, causing a surge of pleasure that nearly made him come. Of course, before he could rock into those stimulating fingers and bring himself off prematurely, Duo withdrew and positioned himself. “Ready, ‘Fei-love?” “I-I think so…” “OK.” Soft gentle kisses rained down over his face. “This might sting a little, but I’ll go slow, I promise…stop me if it hurts too much. And for chrissakes, will you relax?” He tapped the Chinese boy’s nose with a fingertip. “Geez, Wufei, it’s only sex!” This earned him a harsh glare. “That’s better.” And with that, he began to press inside. The dark eyes went wide, then squeezed shut, the lower lip caught itself between strong white teeth. Duo halted immediately, barely half an inch in. “Am I hurting you?” A shake of the black-maned head. “N-No…just…feels strange…” “It’s all right.” Duo took a moment to calm his nervous paramour. “Don’t think about it, Wufei. Just feel…” Deeper…deeper…a bit more… There. “Ohh……” “You’re okay, love, you’re safe…the tough part’s over.” He leaned down to eat at those soft caramel lips. “Now comes the fun part. I’m gonna make you feel so gooood…” Wufei’s head dropped back and he began to moan softly under his breath as their hips rocked together, slowly at first, then faster… “Jesus, ‘Fei…you feel so amazing…” …fingers curling, twisting in the sheets… “Mmmm…” “Like that, baby?” “Ohhhhh…gods, Duo, YES…that’s it…” …deeper… “There?” “OH!” “Oh yeah, that’s right…mmm…” …faster still… “M-More…please…don’t stop…” “No way… never stop…” “God, D-Duo…ah…so-ohhh goooood…” “‘Fei… ‘Fei… ‘Fei…” “Ohhhh…” “So hot…so tight…god, ‘Fei, so fucking tight…” …harder… “Feels so good…oh god, don’t stop…oh…so close…” “That’s right, love…tell me…tell me…” “Harder…more…oh please…please…just…” …heads thrashing from side to side, the delicious pressure building within… “I know, ‘Fei, I know…s’okay…” “Ahhhh…” “Just let it go, baby…” “AHHHH…” …thrusting, writhing, practically sobbing with pleasure… “That’s right…that’s it…just feel…god, I love you…” “Wo ai-…oh god…oh god please…I…I’m…AHHH…DUO…!” “I’m with you…come for me, Wufei…” …too much, too much… That low silky voice proved to be his undoing and Wufei came so hard his ears rang. His entire body arched, tense as a bow-string, until only his head and his heels touched the bed, his hands clenching tightly in the sheets. He was pretty sure he screamed. Then everything went black. When he came to, Duo had pulled out and was lying exhausted and panting beside him, cleaning them both off with a towel he’d produced from heaven only knew where. Wufei drifted, completely drained, yet somehow feeling ten times better than he could ever remember feeling before. A light kiss on his forehead pulled him back from the brink of sleep and his eyes fluttered open. Duo smiled at him and stroked his cheek. “Hey,” he said softly. “You okay in there?” Wufei returned the smile and leaned into the caressing hand. “Mm,” he murmured. “That was…wow…I mean, just…wow.” “Feeling’s mutual, kitten,” Duo grinned, flopping onto his back with a contented sigh. “I haven’t come that hard since the time Heero discovered how much fun bondage is.(1) And I thought you were gonna bend in half there for a minute when-…oh shit.” Wufei eyed him askance, then blinked as the braided American suddenly groaned and clapping a hand to his forehead. “What now?” “Oh man,” Duo chuckled ruefully. “Trowa’s gonna kill me.” “What? Why?” Duo sighed again. “Three…two…one…” He pointed at the door. “DUO MAXWELL, YOUR ASS IS GRASS!” “Right on time.” Wufei stared, first at the door, then at his chuckling bedmate. “All right, you’ve lost me.” “After the last time I made you scream he told me to keep it the fuck down or he’d strangle me with my own braid.” One eyebrow arched in disbelief. “TROWA said that?!” “Indirectly, yeah.” “GODDAMNIT, DUO, UNLOCK THIS DOOR SO I CAN PULVERIZE YOU!” (Having just woken up from a bad dream about venomous kangaroos with AK-47’s, Trowa was not his normal quiet congenial self.) Duo snorted and muttered under his breath, “Not bloody likely, Bang Boy.” Quatre’s gentle tenor joined the commotion outside the door. “Trowa, love, please calm down. I’m sure they didn’t mean-…” “My ASS, angel. It’s 6:30 a.m. on a SATURDAY, and I warned him, didn’t I?” Duo was giggling uncontrollably now. “Yes, darling, I know you did, but is it really worth losing what sleep we could be getting now that they’re quiet to break down the door and murder a fellow pilot?” “You bet your cute blonde ass it is. I ought to break them BOTH in half!” A sigh from Quatre. Wufei could practically see the smaller boy tugging his tall lover away from the door. “Trowa, come on, let’s go back to bed. Trowa, come ON.” “Oo, he’s got his commando face on, I can see it now,” Duo snickered. “Just give me two minutes to throttle that idiot and I’ll be right there.” “NOW, Trowa.” “Oi, Barton,” Wufei called out suddenly. “Go back to bed or we’ll start again and this time, I won’t hold it in!” “WUFEI?!” came Quatre’s startled squeak from outside the door. Duo swiftly pulled a pillow over his face to muffle the hysterical laughter that suddenly bubbled up from his chest. “Quatre, will you please get control of your boyfriend?” Wufei continued calmly. “People are going to start thinking you’re the token submissive uke.” Duo nearly fell off the bed laughing. He could practically hear the vein popping out on Quatre’s forehead. “Submissive?!” Sounds of a small scuffle ensued from the hallway. “Q-Quatre, sweetheart…whoa, slow down, wait a minute…hey!” Trowa’s voice faded as his short blonde boyfriend proceeded to storm back down the hallway to their room, dragging him along for the ride. Literally. “I’ll show you submissive!” *SLAM* (2) “Shit, Wufei, you made him go ZERO!” Duo howled, clutching his aching ribs. “I did nothing of the sort. I merely tweaked him a little bit.” “Tweaked?” This prompted another howl. “Yes, tweaked. And saved your sorry ass in the process, I might add.” He would have said more, but a huge yawn interrupted him and nearly put his jaw out of place. Duo smirked. “You yawn like a cat, did you know that?” “Do I?” “Yep.” Duo imitated, pulling his lips back over his teeth as he faked a yawn that turned into a real one. Now it was Wufei’s turn to smirk. “Duo, you’re such a spaz.” More grinning. “Yep.” Wufei shook his head and vented an exhausted sigh. Duo stretched languidly and shifted over onto his side, curling against his bedmate, now lover. Wufei smiled slightly. The weight of the braided head on his shoulder was comforting and he wrapped an arm around the other boy’s slender shoulders, drawing him closer. “Xie xie,” Duo murmured, nuzzling his neck. Wufei blinked. “That IS how you say it, right?” “Since when do you know Chinese?!” “That’s about all I know, but since a while ago, why?” Wufei couldn’t help but chuckle. “You are just full of surprises aren’t you, Duo?” “Just you wait till Heero gets back, baby. Surprises aren’t all I’m gonna be full of, nyeh heh heh heh.” “You are one sick twisted little bastard, Shinigami.” “And you are one helluva stubborn prude, Chang.” “You wouldn’t have me any other way.” “Mm, true…‘cept maybe doggie-style.” “Duo!” === *Meanwhile, in the room with the yellow duckie on the door…* “Quatre, sweetheart, you know they were just trying to bait youuu…” “Yes, I’m well aware of that.” “You don’t have to-…holy SHIT, that’s COLD!” “Trowa, you’re such a wuss.” “Quat, you don’t have to do this! You don’t have anything to prove!” “Is that the best argument you can muster?” “Well there’s also the fact that this is kind of uncomfortable and…oooooh hang on a minute! Stop that!” “Oh pipe down and take it like a man, you big sissy!” “As soon as you untie me, I’m gonna kick your ass AND Wufei’s after I kill Duo-oh my GOD!” (3) “Told you.” “Damnit, remind me to never let anyone question your role in this relationship again, especially if this is how you’re going to react every time.” “You’re going to change your mind about thirty seconds, love.” “I sincerely doubt tha-aaaaaaaat!” “Don’t be such a whiner. I’m never this bad when you’re doing this.” “Well, you’re used to it! Ah!” “You mean I’m a good little uke?” “No, that’s not…oh!…it. You’re just…mm…so much better at it than I am.” “Are you saying I’m your bitch, Trowa?” “NO! I never said that! OW! Hey that hurt!” “Just cause I’m sensitive and adorable doesn’t mean I’m anybody’s bitch. Entertaining such thoughts will earn you a spanking.” “Jesus Christ, Quatre!” “He’s got nothing to do with it. Now quit talking unless you’re going to start screaming my name.” “Holy hell, QUATRE!” “Good boy.” ~ oOo ~ Footnotes: (1) - Wufei: O.o Bondage...?! (2) Muse: And what, precisely, dear sweet innocent Quatre,
are you going to do with him? (3) Duo: I see Heero's not the only bondage fan in this
household, huh? There now, wasn’t that entertaining? ^.^ I can’t tell you how hard I was laughing as I wrote that last bit. XD MY family was starting to look at me funny. Not that they don’t anyway, but anyway…rejoice 4x3 fans, you got a bonus. ^^ Anyhoo, there it is. My very first REAL lemon. With sore asses in the morning and everything. Whatcha think? Was it nummy, was it ok, or did it suck moose balls from twenty paces? >.< If it’s that last one, lie or keep it to yourself, I’m jittery enough as it is. In accordance with the prophecy (not to mention my promise to Asuka-sama who will surely kick my ass with spiked cleats if I don’t deliver), Heero WILL be returning in the next chapter and there will be FUN FUN FUN for all! *giggles maniacally* Now click the pretty e mail link and make Sa-chan a very happy kitten, ne? =^.^= Chapter 5 |
