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"The Prince Bride"Written By: ShenLong & DBZVelena Disclaimer: Neither DBZVelena or ShenLong own
in any way, shape, form or matter any rights to the Movie/Book "The
Princess Bride" All rights remain with Act III Communications
and William Goldman, the appropriate copyright owners. This story
is purely for entertainment purposes, no money is being made here.
This fic, "The Prince Bride" is based on this movie/book
but with several twists and Yaoi content. This fic also contains many
direct quotes and scenes from the movie/book. Rating: Since both stories are rated PG.-13 and this fic is based on them. Most of the fic will be PG.-13. However be careful to check individual chapters to be sure. (Shenny might add a lemon, you never know...) Warnings: Violence, romance, lime, fluff, cheesy-ness, AU, OOC, and lots more. Pairings: Lots! *snicker* Authors notes: DBZVelena: I'm the one that gotten
the idea to do this and I nagged Shen until she said, she'd help me.
And if you know me a lil bit, you knew there was no escape. So finally
after she too saw the movie and told me she'd help, I started work
on it right away. A Yaoi story based on the Movie/book The Princess Bride and Gundam Wing. This story is brought to you by the combined efforts of DBZVelena and ShenLong. Archive: www.gundam-wing-diaries.150m.com www.DBZVelena's Madhouse.com Anyone else please ask.
"The Prince Bride" Commenced. 2003 ShenLong & DBZ Velena. Continued & finished by ShenLong 2010 - 2011
Chapter 29 – “True Love At Last” or “Heero Finally Gets Laid” A soft knock came at Zechs' door just as he was about to start reading what his Uncle had omitted and he groaned to himself. “Yes?” he called out. “Honey, it's me,” called his mother from the other side of the closed door. “Shit!” Zechs stuffed the book further down under the bedclothes and sat himself up a little. “Come in mom.” Une entered the bedroom and smiled at her son. “How are you feeling?” “Better,” replied Zechs. “Good. I see Uncle Howard has left.” “Yeah.” Zechs picked at the bed cover. “Did you have a nice time with him?” “Yeah, it was okay. He read me a cool story with fighting, ships and pirates and stuff.” “That was nice. Here, take your medicine and then I'd suggest you have a nap.” Une handed over the aspirin and a glass of orange juice. Swallowing the pills like a good little boy, Zechs passed the empty glass back. “Thanks.” “You're welcome, honey. Now, get some rest, I'll check on you later.” Une fluffed the pillows and made sure the tissue box was close at hand. “If you need anything, just call out, okay?” “Yes, mom.” Zechs snuggled down and pretended to yawn. Une smiled and left the room, pulling the door closed softly behind her. As soon as Zechs heard her footsteps retreating, he dived under the covers again and retrieved the book. Opening it up, he flipped through once more until he located the last chapter. With his torch on so he could see, he began to read... Duo held Heero in his arms and kissed him until air became a vital necessity and the sun had almost sunk completely behind the mountains in the distance. The crickets had come out and were chirping softly, serenading the couple in the growing twilight, the mosquitoes also ventured out and made their presence known. “Ow!” cried Heero as he slapped at his arm. “Shit,” he exclaimed and began to pat at his legs, pushing Duo away in the process. “Damn mosquitoes,” he growled and began to slap at himself from head to foot. “I forgot how much they like your sweet blood,” Duo chuckled. The mosquitoes weren't bothering him at all, but maybe that was because he was dressed from head to toe in his long sleeved, black shirt and form fitting, black pants. “I suggest we move inside before my skin turns into the alphabet for braille,” Heero growled and moved for the front door of the cottage. “That's one language I've not learnt yet. I think I could be persuaded to learn it from your skin if that's the case,” Duo replied with a smirk and lick of his lips. Heero felt the hot shiver run through his body. They entered the cottage and Duo looked around. Everything was the same as he remembered it. The furniture all still in the same place, kettle swinging above the open fire which had died out long ago, the pitcher of lemonade still sitting on the table, although the contents had long since dried up and the dirty dishes in the sink and along the kitchen benches, crusted over with green mold and some sprouting what appeared to be a fungal growth of some description. “Growing mushrooms?” Duo questioned. “Not the kind you'd be into,” Heero replied a little tartly. He'd never really been one for domestic duties, something Duo knew all to well as the man only washed up when he no longer had any crockery or utensils clean to use. Casting his eyes further into the cottage, Duo was relieved to see that the bed at least looked like the sheets had been changed and aside from a thin layer of dust on the coverlet, the bed was reasonably inviting. Stepping up behind Heero, he wrapped his arms around the other man's waist and pulled him back against his chest. Feathering kisses along Heero's neck, he murmured softly, “Alone at last.” Heero groaned, a gentle sound full of need and desire and tilted his head a touch to give Duo better access. “I have waited so long for this. You said you would always come for me, Duo. Prove it,” Heero challenged. “Gladly,” Duo whispered and turned his love in his arms so their lips could meet. As they kissed, Duo managed to move them both through the cottage, around the furniture and into the bedroom. A hand slid up Heero's back and caressed his shoulder blades through the fabric of his shirt. Heero allowed his own hand to wander to Duo's shirt and tug it free from the pirate's pants. The kiss broke and Duo gazed into lust clouded blue. Holding Heero's gaze, he reached for Heero's tank top and pulled it up, Heero raising his arms for Duo to pull it completely from his body. The tank top was tossed aside and Duo's eyes left Heero's to take in the man's chest. Muscle rippled under the golden skin, dark brown nipples stood out and begged to be touched. “My turn,” whispered Heero and reached for Duo's shirt. Slowly he pushed the buttons through their holes until the shirt parted and revealed the skin beneath. Unfortunately, it also released Duo's body odor and Heero nearly gagged. “Shit, that's foul,” he muttered. “What's wrong?” asked Duo. He really didn't have a clue. “If you think you're going to touch me or have me touch you whilst you're in that state, you have another thing coming; and it won't be your dick either. How long since you had a bath?” Heero growled. Duo looked thoughtful. “I did tell you that water is at a premium on a pirate ship when you removed my socks. I guess it must be about a month since I last had the chance to shower.” “Smells like it too,” Heero muttered. “Oh, that's ripe,” he added as he got a whiff of Duo's armpits. “I guess I never really noticed as on the ship, everyone is in the same boat so to speak.” Duo chuckled, “Same boat? Get it?” “The only thing I'm gonna get is a bad case of heaving if you don't shower.” “Okay, okay. I get the hint. I'll go shower.” Turning on his heel, Duo left the bedroom and headed for the small bathroom. He stripped off and turned the water on, stepping under the spray – and jumping back out twice as fast a second later. “Fuck that's cold! Hey, Heero? Can you turn the hot water system on?” “Orders, orders,” Heero groused but went to do as his love had asked. He grabbed the insect repellant first though and coated his bare skin liberally with it. No way was he stepping outside with those ravenous mosquitoes without some sort of protection. It would be like advertising a free smorgasbord. At last he was covered and opened the door. He glanced around, no sign of the mossies for now and made a dash for the hot water system. He managed to get the gas turned on and the pilot light lit, shutting the small door with a satisfied smile. Turning to head back to the safety of the cottage, Heero had taken two steps when he spotted the cloud of mossies about to descend on him. He ran like shit for the door, mosquitoes hot on his heels. Bursting through, he slammed the door behind him and gave a satisfied grin. “Beat you all that time,” he smirked to the mossies that hovered in an angry cloud still outside. Meanwhile, Duo stuck his big toe back under the spray and tested the waters. They were warming up. He pulled the curtain back and jumped under the spray – leaping back out again in spectacular fashion moments later. “Fuck that's hot!” he muttered and looked at his almost scalded body. He snuck a hand back in and turned the cold water up. Gingerly he tested the waters again, this time it was just right. ~ An Hour Later ~ “Duo? Duo? Are you okay in there?” Heero yelled as he pounded on the bathroom door. “Yo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum,” sang Duo. “Huh? Heero? Is that you?” “Yes, it's me. Are you okay in there? You're not drowning or pruning or something?” “No, I'm fine. Why do you ask?” “Oh, no reason really. It's just that you've been in there for an hour and the gas bill is gonna be sky high by the time you've finished.” “Oops, sorry,” came Duo's sheepish reply. “It's been so long since I have enjoyed the luxury of a long, hot shower that I guess time got away from me.” “Yeah, well, if you don't hurry up you won't get to enjoy the luxury of a long, hot body in bed with you. I'm tired so I'm gonna go to bed.” Heero hadn't had the chance to move a step from the bathroom when the water was shut off and a towel clad Duo stood before him, clouds of steam billowing out from behind him. “You say something about bed?” Heero shook his head and made his way to the bedroom, a dripping Duo right behind him. This time when they reached the bedroom, Heero found the smell of his lover a lot more appealing and he let him know by kissing the pirate with lots of tongue. Soft groans came from Duo's throat, the towel rising steadily as Duo's hormones hijacked his body. Feeling the towel poking him in the thigh, Heero reached down and wrapped his hand around the thin terry toweling and erection underneath. “My, my, but that is a big sword you have there my pirate friend.” “I know how to use it too,” Duo breathed against Heero's ear. “I've always been fond of sword play.” “You can play with my sword any time you like.” Duo pulled them both down to the mattress and resumed their kissing. Moaning softly, Heero worked his hand over the sheathed sword, his own excitement threatening to burst the seams of his spandex. Luckily the material was quite stretchy. Leaving Heero's mouth, Duo let his lips wander over Heero's neck and across a collar bone to his chest. Locating a nipple he began to lick and suckle. “Yuk! What is that horrible taste?!” he said a moment later and reached for the water pitcher on the night stand. “Ah, that would be the insect repellant I put on when I made a dash outside to turn the hot water system back on,” Heero replied. “Shit, that tastes revolting. No wonder its good at keeping the mossies at bay, one taste of that and they'd be turning up their toes.” “I'll go shower,” Heero said in a sheepish tone. “I think that would be a good idea,” Duo grimaced as he swallowed more water to try and rid himself of the taste. “I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere.” “I'll be waiting right here, warming up my sword for you,” replied Duo and gave himself a couple of pumps. “Oh, shit,” groaned Heero as he watched the tempting display. Forcing himself off the bed, he shot out of the room and into the bathroom. Come hell or high water he was going to have Duo's sword tonight. He'd been promised this for so long and always something got in the way. Not anymore. This time he was determined to be joined with his love. The water was turned on, Heero dived into the shower, grabbed the soap, washed himself in record time, jumped out of the shower and turned the water off. Grabbing a towel, he was back in the bedroom before Duo could blink. “Wow, that was fast,” said Duo. “Love the towel.” Heero looked down and blushed when he realized he'd grabbed the towel with the fluffy, yellow ducklings printed on it. “It was a present years ago,” he mumbled. “Don't worry, I think it's cute,” Duo teased. “But I bet you look much better without it,” he added in a seductive purr and reached for the towel, effectively pulling it from Heero's hips and leaving the young man standing naked before him. “Yep, much better.” Heero flushed from the roots of his hair to the tips of his toes. “Come to bed, Heero,” Duo coaxed and slipped beneath the covers, tossing his towel to the side as he did. Heero shivered and dived under the covers. It was damn cold out there! Immediately he was gathered into a warm embrace, Duo's lips finding his skin and placing teasing touches everywhere he could find. “Oh, Duo. Alone at last and free to discover all about each other,” Heero moaned. Duo's cell phone rang. “Once you get to the large oak, chuck a left and head north. About an hour's ride and you'll see the outskirts of the city. No, no problem, glad to help. Okay, bye.” Duo hung up the phone and turned to Heero who was sitting up in bed, back against the headboard, his arms folded across his chest and look of thunder on his face. “What?” asked Duo. “I don't believe you answered your phone at a time like this,” Heero snapped. “It was Wufei. Seems he got a little lost on his way to the city and needed directions,” replied Duo. “Give me the phone.” “Pardon?” “Give me the phone,” Heero demanded again. “Uh, okay, but I warn you there's only a couple of dollars credit left on it.” Duo handed over the phone. Grasping the phone, Heero turned it off, flipped the back open and removed the battery. “Hey!” “There, now no one else will be able to interrupt us,” smirked Heero as he dropped the phone to the floor and chucked the battery across the room to land somewhere in the vicinity of the doorway. “Now, where were we...” There was a knock on the front door. “I don't fucking believe it,” Heero cried. “Better answer it,” Duo said. “You answer it.” “It's not my place to answer it. You're the one who owns the place so you answer it,” replied Duo. With a scowl, Heero got up and grabbed the towel, storming his way from the bedroom and out to answer the door. Duo reclined on the bed and waited for his love to return. He could hear the murmur of voices, but couldn't make out any specific words. At one point he thought he heard the words, 'gay', 'screwing my boyfriend' and 'fuck off', but he couldn't be sure. The door slammed, opened again and then slammed a second time. Heero's footsteps could be heard coming back towards the bedroom. Duo looked up as Heero stormed back into the room, tossed the towel to the side and shot back under the covers. “Mmm, seems like we have a little shrinkage problem here,” Duo murmured as he reached for Heero's groin. “It's friggin cold out there in case you hadn't noticed,” Heero huffed and then moaned as Duo began to fondle him. “Who was at the door?” asked Duo and began to press kisses to Heero's neck and shoulders. “Ah, oh, just some religious... Mmmm, that's nice, guy.” Heero groaned. “What did you do to get rid of him?” Duo sucked a nipple into his mouth and began to chew on it. “I told him the truth. You didn't think... Ohhh, do that again, that I would lie to a religious person, did you?” “With you, Heero, anything is possible.” Duo stroked his fingers along Heero's awakening erection. “I told him that whatever it was he had to say he'd better say it quick... ahhh, more, as I was in the middle of getting ready to be screwed by my boyfriend.” “What happened?” “He started to rant on about being gay is an abomination and totally against the laws of religion.” “And?” Duo slipped his hand a little further down to cup Heero's balls. “Ohhh, more... I told him I was an atheist. God that feels good.” Heero squirmed a little. Duo raised an eyebrow at Heero's choice of words. “I'm surprised he didn't try to convert you or pray for your soul,” Duo teased and began to slide his finger across Heero's perineum. “He did, then he... ahhh... said my soul would be damned to hell. Keep that up, please.” “You want more of this?” Duo's fingers began to trace from Heero's balls back across the perineum and along his crevice. “Ohhh, yeah.” “Your soul is going to be damned to hell?” “Mmm... that's what he said. I told him to fuck off, I was already in bed with Shinigami.” Heero opened his legs wider. “I shut the door on him then.” Duo chuckled. “Why did you slam the door twice?” “I forgot to put on the do not disturb sign.” “Come here.” Duo wrapped his arms around his love and pulled him close. Kisses were exchanged, the passion and heat building between them until Heero was so hard he hurt. “Please,” he whimpered. “You want me?” Duo teased. “No, I want to go to sleep. Of course I fucking want you!” Heero reached out and grabbed Duo's cock – hard. “Ow! Let go!” Duo yelped. “Stop fooling around, Duo.” “But that's what you call foreplay,” Duo replied as he stole another kiss and nibbled along Heero's bottom lip. “I've had enough foreplay. You said you would always come for me, now put your cock where your mouth is.” There was a deathly silence for a moment, then a strangled, “That didn't quite come out right.” Snickering madly to himself, Duo grabbed a tube of lube he'd slipped from his pocket and under the pillow earlier, opening the cap and squeezing a generous amount onto his fingers. Tossing the tube to the side, he slipped his fingers back along that enticing crevice and teased at Heero's entrance. “Ooohh, that feels different,” Heero moaned. “It gets better,” Duo replied and gently teased one finger inside. “Heero squirmed. “Hurts a bit,” he ground out. “You need to relax.” “I am fucking relaxed.” “Ooohhhkkaayy.” Duo pushed in a little more and wriggled his finger around, beneath him, Heero squirmed again, his body slowly adjusting. After a minute or two of sliding his finger in and out, Duo added a second to the mix. “You okay?” Heero grunted. “Just go slow.” “Of course.” The two fingers were eased in and out, Heero's muscles slowly loosening and making it easier for Duo. Those fingers began to scissor, stretching the muscles further until Duo felt his love was ready for a third finger. “Ouch!” “Sorry.” “Be gentle.” “I'm trying.” “Yes, you're very trying.” “Heero, I need to stretch you otherwise it will hurt when I take you.” “And it isn't hurting now?” Heero's face screwed up into a grimace. “It's not like I”m doing it on purpose.” Duo slipped his fingers in deeper. “Could have fooled... ohhh, now that was nice. Do that again.” “Your wish is my command.” Duo crooked his fingers again and found Heero's sweet spot. Five minutes later, Heero was a writhing mess on the bed, begging Duo to stop the torment and just do it already. Grinning widely, Duo grabbed the lube and coated himself thoroughly. Heero watched through lidded eyes, a touch apprehensive as Duo looked a lot bigger than three fingers. “Ready for me?” asked Duo as he positioned himself. “Uh, I guess so. You'd be the one to know as you did all the prep work.” “Just relax and let me inside.” Heero rolled his eyes. “Just get on with it, will you?” “Impatient, much?” “No. I'm fed up of being promised things only to have them disappear.” “Ready or not, here I come.” “Shit! Already? I thought you'd last a little longer than that.” “It's a saying, Heero.” “Oh.” Nudging against Heero's virginal entrance, Duo carefully pushed forward. The muscles were determined to keep him out. He pushed harder, the muscles stayed stubbornly in place. “Shit, it's like trying to get a square peg into a round hole,” he muttered. “Did you say something?” “Uh, no. I was thinking out loud.” “Is it in yet?” Duo gave a good, hard shove, the head of his cock slipping through the tight muscles and sliding deep inside Heero's passage. Heero gave a howl of pain. “Errr... Yes, it's in,” Duo answered. Glaring up at his now lover, Heero fought to control his body's natural instinct to push the intruder out. “I know it's in, I can feel every inch of it,” he growled. “Then why ask me?” “I give up.” “Already? I haven't even started yet.” “Duo, I swear, if you keep this up you'll never come again.” Giving his love a sheepish look, Duo began to retreat, his cock sliding out and then plunging back inside. Heero bit his lip to stop from crying out. He still hadn't adjusted properly yet to Duo's size and to say things were uncomfortable would be an understatement. “Ouch, ow, ow, shit, hurts, hurts, fuck, ow...” “You okay there, Heero?” “Just peachy.” “Good. God, this is incredible, you're incredible.” “You're fucking huge! Fuck that hurts.” “It should get easier in a minute,” Duo soothed. True enough, as Heero's body adjusted, so the pain began to fade and was replaced by pleasure. “See, I told you it would get better.” “It took three minutes.” “Eh?” Duo stilled his hips from their gentle thrusting and rotated them in small circles for a moment. “You said it would get better in a minute. It took three minutes.” “One minute or three minutes, what's the difference?” Duo huffed out. “Two minutes to be exact,” Heero growled. “Who cares? It's better now and it will continue that way,” Duo replied and began to build a rhythm. Angling his hips a touch, he managed to find Heero's sweet spot again. “Ooooh, ahhh... More, give me more of that,” Heero begged, his eyes squeezing shut as trembles passed through his body. Duo grinned and began to pound into his lover with abandon. Beneath him, Heero moaned and writhed, his passage coming alive with the sensation, the nerves awakened and demanding more whilst his prostate clamored for attention. “Oh yeah, that's it. Fuck me baby, screw my ass, nail me to the bed, pound me with your thick meat, ram it into me so I can't walk straight, screw me blind...” “Errr... Heero?” Duo's eyes had opened wide and his hips stilled with the words that were tumbling from Heero's mouth. He thought he'd pretty much heard it all; being a pirate will certainly broaden one's mind, not to mention the education one got as well; but Heero...? Where was the innocent, blushing young virgin he'd left behind all those years ago when he went to seek his fortune? Heero cracked open an eye and paused in his monologue. “What?” “Umm.. Since when did you suddenly develop such a vocabulary?” “You try living in that palace with the pink princess, her parents and that evil Lord Treize and see if you retain any innocence.” “Ah, good point.” A low growl came from Heero's throat and Duo looked down at his partner. “You said you would always come for me, Duo; prove it.” Suddenly aware that he'd ceased all movement, Duo grinned and continued. “My pleasure,” he murmured. Hips began to thrust, bodies heaved and rubbed together, legs entwined around a waist, fingernails scraped along the smooth skin of a bare back... continue with all those other colorful ways to describe a pair of gay men in the act of enjoying each others bodies... You get the picture. Unable to continue the pace – due to his fast approaching orgasm and not the fact that he was a little out of condition – Duo wormed his way between their moving bodies and grasped hold of Heero's cock. He began to stroke the organ, erratically, determined to take Heero over the edge with him. It wasn't easy to stroke your partner and continue to thrust and he was damn sure he wasn't going to be falling over any more edges without his love with him to soften the blow. Within seconds the pair found the pinnacle, teetered and then slid down into their respective climaxes. “Ahhhh...” cried Duo. “Ohhh...” screamed Heero. “Shut the hell up!” yelled the neighbors, which was no mean feat considering they lived another ten miles to the north. Collapsing against each other, they clung tightly until the last vestiges had left their systems, leaving them both sated, relaxed, and in Heero's case, sore; in Duo's case, cold from the sweat that was drying on his skin. “I said I would always come for you,” Duo whispered as he slipped from inside Heero's body and rolled off the side, grabbing the bed covers and pulling them over their now shivering forms. “I think I could get used to this,” Heero murmured as he snuggled up close to his love. “Me too,” replied Duo, his voice sounding very sleepy. “That was amazing, awesome, fulfilling, wonderful.....” Duo began to snore. “Fantastic, mind blowing, great...” Heero continued on, oblivious to his partner's slumbering state. And so the pair remained together in Heero's cottage on the farm. Duo passed on his title of the Dread Pirate Shinigami to the young cabin boy, Otto, that had served him well during his reign over the seas. Heero took up breeding rabbits, fascinated by their ability to produce so rapidly. But never a day passed when Heero didn't remind his love of his promise to always come for him. And Duo always replied with “Your wish is my command.” ~ End ~
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