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"Bottled Blue "Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: AU/Fantasy, Angst, mild violence, mild
language, fluff, borderline NCS (more like reluctant surrender), non-graphic
lemons, my corky humor lol Unbeta'ed Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5+all Summary: When Duo discovers an ancient bottle
his life his irreversibly altered by the beautiful, blue genie that
resides within. AN: This was written some years ago in response
to a fic I read. I so enjoyed the character dynamic’s I couldn’t
resist borrowing the idea and writing a fic of my own using a variation
of the character profiles. The original fic was Blue Bottled Belly
Dancers... by clarysage ^_^ I liked it so much I wanted more so I
wrote this but that was uh... years before I ever thought to post
anything. I don't really remember how closely mine follows the original
but I hope it's entertaining. ^_^ Thanks everyone! "Bottled Blue " Ch 4
You know it’s not a good day when you wake up feeling as if your head’s been split in half. Every muscle in his body ached. Particularly the ones around his stomach both from heaving up his guts and where Mr. Personality had punched him. The place on his head where the knife had hit throbbed horribly and his vision was slightly blurred when he cracked open one crustily sealed eyelid. The overwhelming aroma of the place was enough to make him dizzy. Incense and perfumes hung as heavily in the air as the misty smoke of their origin. The intensity of the colors alone made him want to close his eyes again. There were clothes of every color and texture hung from the walls of the tent, laid over satiny pillows and furs. Chests of blackwood and teak adding to the aromatic medley held plates of over ripened fruits, pitchers of dark liquids offering their spicy smells to the mix and flat breads and cheeses. The list just went on and on as he found himself in the heart and center of an Arabian dream. Or perhaps it was more of a nightmare since he was all but naked and tied down. The only clothing he had been left with was a small, lion clothe type skirt looking thing that appeared to be made of silk and closely matched his eye color. Great. The guy liked to accessorize. The fact that he lay on a bed of those over sized pillows nestled down in a kind of nest of furs and blankets, his arms bound to the tent poles by golden threads that felt very much like liquid metal, his feet adorned in the same and he wasn’t surprised to find that his long mane of chestnut hair was loose and splayed out beneath him. He became aware of the fresh piercing’s in his ears when he turned his head to look around. Damn... how many were there? It was hard to judge since his hands weren’t free to examine them. How long had he been out? It was night, he could tell but… his thoughts were interrupted by the soft sound of canvas as Hiiro entered the tent. The small oil lamps that hung along the walls dimmed slightly upon his entry as if fearful of his presence and Duo could understand why. He was imposing to say the least. That extra three feet gave him a presence that seemed to take up the whole of the room even after he dropped the massive black fur cape that he’d worn around his shoulders. The helmet was also discarded and still he hadn’t bothered to look at or speak to Duo. Considering the way he was dressed, the state of his attire and the way Hiiro had tried to jump him at every turn before his little trip back in time he had a feeling he wasn’t in for a joy ride with this one. He was scared, frustrated and seriously pissed off. The Jinn had tricked him into this somehow. He’d obviously known him from the start and manipulated him into making that demand. Now, he was stuck there with his former self in a damn loin clothe! “Hiiro,” he breathed in exhausted exasperation hoping beyond hope that he’d be able to reason with him somehow but the look in the Jinn’s fiery, sapphire eyes when he turned them on him held so much promise to the opposite it sent a chill over his skin. “I like the sound of my name on your tongue,” he told him smiling this sexy little smile as he drank in the beauty before him. Duo could almost feel the caress of his gaze as it raked slowly along every curve of his body and cursed himself for craving more. “I want to go home,” Duo replied softly. Hiiro turned fully toward him then and stood considering him for a moment before walking over and kneeling down beside him on one knee, his right hand sinking deep into the bedding at Duo’s left side as he loomed over top of him and Duo’s heart did triple time. The air was so heavy... he couldn’t breathe. “You are home,” Hiiro told him softly bending to nuzzle his ear. Duo gasped and jerked away at the pain in his head and ear lobe as well as the shocking revelation of the Jinn’s touch. Hiiro paused and looked down at him curiously then smiled when a thin line of blood seeped from the larger of the new piercing’s in his ear. Duo cringed when he lowered his head again gently licking away the deep red line and suddenly the pain was gone leaving behind nothing but the impossible heat of Hiiro’s mouth. “Stop... please,” Duo pleaded yet already his body was demanding more. He knew he was squirming, fighting against his own will as he lifted up; striving for more of the delicious sensations. “You don’t want me to stop,” the Jinn chuckled running his left hand slowly up his thigh to grip the proof of his claim. Duo hissed and arched back into the pillows as a blinding heat washed through him to every corner of his being. Hiiro sniggered against his neck as he stroked him slowly and he groaned and tried to burry his shameful face in the pillows under his head. “You are,.. exquisite,” Hiiro told him softly bending to nibble a nipple and seeming very pleased with the wanton reaction it caused in his captive. “I knew you would be as intoxicating as you are beautiful,” he smiled laying little kisses along his jaw. “Say my name,” he whispered just under his ear as he slipped his fingers down and back, the crevice of Duo’s body becoming irrationally wet and slick with hot oils as he brushed along his entrance. “I’d rather not,” Duo ground out defiantly then suddenly gulped for air, his arms straining against their golden restraints as his body was summarily invaded. The oils made it a blissfully painless sensation though a bit uncomfortable at first and Hiiro grinned against his cheek. “You will say my name,” the Jinn told him. “You’ll scream it,” he promised pushing further within the heat of him as he kissed down his chest, across his collar bone and up his chin all the while working him into a breathless panic that had the longhaired boy thrusting back into those delicious digits feverishly. Hiiro’s name was there just as he yearned for it to be but Duo refused to allow it to pass his lips. He would retain whatever small shred of dignity he could under the circumstances even if he was already almost blind from the purity of the passion that had overtaken him. What little remained of his mind wondered at his own vulgarity but then, who knew anal penetration would feel so damn good? He arched back again silently screaming out to the beautiful Jinn as he increased the number of the intrusion and felt himself being stretched and opened to the most divine sensitivity he’d ever known. “Cry out as much as you like,” Hiiro told him smiling down into his flushed face. “No one can hear you while you are within my shelter,” he explained once again pushing deep inside him and instantly a loud, long, sustained groan radiated from the longhaired boy’s dry throat. Hiiro stilled for a moment gazing at him as if he were the most wondrous thing in all of creation then claimed him with a kiss that had him fighting to recall his own name more or less Hiiro’s. It all felt so incredible. The heat of Hiiro’s hands, his mouth so demanding and wet, the smell of his skin like exotic spices on the air and the feeling of those incumbent fingers invading him. His legs wrapped hungrily around the larger body of the Jinn even before he moved fully between them. Hiiro’s hands ran the length of his body having abandoned their earlier explorations as he moved forcefully above him blanketing him in the security of his superior weight. Duo couldn’t get enough. He kissed him, writhing beneath him in utter and complete abandon following his mouth wherever it might go in his need to feed off the other’s incredible energy but Hiiro’s mouth moved to his neck as his hand slid under his body. Duo once again arched back laboring hard for each and every breath, his entire body dripping with sweat from its overexertion as he pulled determinedly at his bindings but they refused to yield and grant him the sublime unification of returning his tormentors embrace. He rasped, groaned and swallowed desperate to keep breathing; to keep his throat from closing off as Hiiro’s big hand rounded the bulbous flesh of his ass squeezing firmly as he pulled him harder into his hips. Duo cried out as their bodies were crushed together, the exquisite pleasure of the pressure causing his trembling to escalate into a quaking that shook him to the core, a feeling that was sustained by the sudden presence of a very hard, very large appendage eagerly seeking its sanctuary within the confines of his body. “Ah! N...no way!” Duo gasped for the first time feeling the need to pull away as his fear mounted. It wasn’t just the pain he knew must accompany such a union but the idea of loosing that part of himself that was primarily male. Males didn’t get penetrated they did the penetrating and definitely not by something roughly the size of a small tree! His plea did nothing to deter the overexcited Jinn however. “Please,” Duo begged even as his hips raised to meet the intrusion “I’ll die,” he claimed feeling tears of frustration, anger and pure need leak from his eyes as Hiiro slowly forged ahead. Duo started to protest again knowing any second now he was going to split wide open but his words were daunted by the hungry mouth of his Jinn lover and suddenly he just couldn’t think of anything that was important enough to say to break that kiss. He groaned again as he was slowly impaled then Hiiro stopped, a low, thunderous rumble emanating from his chest as he pulled back. Duo had just enough time to catch a breath before the pressure returned, the invasion deeper this time filling him up so completely he couldn’t contain himself and shouted out as he thrashed about in the bedding beneath his assailant then stilled as Hiiro once again withdrew. He couldn’t breath. It was too much, too much sensation for one small human to endure. He was going to die like this from the sheer, insurmountable pleasure alone. He cried, tears flowing from his eyes as his emotions all ran together like watercolors in the rain then he felt the gentle pressure of Hiiro’s lips upon his own so sweet and kind reassuring him that all was well. It was like the dawning of the sun, warm and bright and full of promise and his tears ebbed. Hiiro kissed him… long and slow while gently rocking his hips, moving in time with the strong beating of his heart. The shallow depth he maintained felt so far away now, like it wasn’t enough and Duo began to feel like maybe it never would be and pushed back into him. Hiiro shifted. “Your name?” he ground out in a hushed whisper and Duo suddenly realized he was as far gone as the longhaired boy himself. “Duo,” he replied without thought other than to complete the union, to make himself one with this ethereal creature. So beautiful, so strong and confident in his endeavor it was all he could do to gather the strength to articulate his own name. “Duo,” Hiiro said once then suddenly the boy’s world exploded in a fury of pleasure and pain. He didn’t know which way was up at first as Hiiro bit down hard on his shoulder as he impaled him in one strong, sure stroke that ripped a ragged scream from Duo’s throat, his wrists bleeding slightly from the straining as he almost came right off the bed, his convulsion lifting his lovers ample weight into the air as he cried out over and over again until finally the storm subsided and calmed. Hiiro had not taken him fully having only seated himself within the boy’s tight heat and stilled and Duo realized though he already felt as though he’d been pushed beyond his limits this was only the eye of the storm. He wanted to protest again, beg, plead, anything to make this stop... make it go on... more.. enough… yes... no!... but all that came out was a pitiful little sob. “Duo,” Hiiro whispered softly against his jaw as he began to rock them softly. “Say my name,” he told him gradually picking up the pace. Duo’s first inclination was to shout it to the heavens but nothing came out. He knew if he gave in to this one request he’d be lost forever. There’d be no turning back afterwards. He’d belong to him forever imprisoned within his heart and that scared him more than anything else he’d faced in the past few days. He remained silent. How Hiiro felt about this was a mystery as he continued to up the pace and ferocity of his motions until he was moving within Duo’s body. The sweet friction causing uncanny ripples of pure pleasure to wash over and throughout his flesh. The pain was all but a memory which surprised the hell out of Duo considering the size of his lover’s equipment. It had to be a spell. There was no way this wouldn’t be utter agony otherwise but he soon forgot all about spells or soldiers or anything else but the permeating sensations Hiiro was bestowing upon him. It seemed to go on forever and that was just fine with Duo as each and every journey within sent spine tingling euphoria through his body. He hadn’t even realized he’d released during the initial penetration until Hiiro leaned back and ran his fingers through it bringing it to his nostrils and breathing deeply before claiming him in a deep kiss once again. He had no idea how long it had been when he realized he wanted even more as his body moved to beg his lover to comply. Hiiro was only too happy to oblige increasing their rhythm in a steady up beat that soon had Duo breathless and groaning loudly, every fiber of his being shouting out as they strove for their completion together then suddenly Hiiro’s hand slipped in and wrapped firmly around his swollen shaft squeezing tight and Duo screamed. “Say my name!” the Jinn called out in a graveled, straining tenor but the request was in vane. Duo could hardly make out his words more or less form any of his own. He gasped the thin air, his body arched and strung tight as a bow string and all he could do was grunt and pray and then suddenly Hiiro stroked him both inside and out, once, twice and on the third his vision exploded in a brilliant eruption of pure, white stars. He knew his body was shaking horribly but he couldn’t make it stop and then Hiiro had a hold of him so tightly he could hardly move at all. This was it. This was the panicle of his life. That’s what he thought just before the world faded away. * The first thing he remembered was the feeling of spring. Light, new and resplendent then the thick aroma of spices and hot oils, flames and the heady scent of sex overwhelming his senses as his mind recalled the events that had brought him there. The sight of the tent and all its amenities confirmed that it hadn’t been a dream as he cracked open his tired eyes to find Hiiro laying beside him silently watching him from his perch on one elbow. Why didn’t he look happy? He’d taken what he wanted and then some. What right did he have to look so solemn and glum? Absently he realized that his head didn’t hurt like last time. Nor did his wrists which realistically should have been chaffed and bruised or his ass which... well... should have hurt like hell. “I don’t suppose I can go home now?” Duo asked realizing his arms were now free as he wiped the loose bangs from his eyes. “You are…” “Home,” Duo finished for him in a heavy sigh. “I want to go back to the twentieth century,” he explained and Hiiro cocked a brow. “You sent me here you bastard,” he told him. “I was your master and you sent me here anyway.” Ok… laughing wasn’t the reaction he’d have liked. “Just send me back,” he sighed hiding his face in the pillows in his shame. “I cannot,” Hiiro told him. “Can’t or won’t?” Duo retorted. “I cannot send you somewhere that does not yet exist,” he explained. Duo wasn’t so sure whether or not he believed him but if that were true then… “You mean I’m really stuck here?” Hiiro nodded. “Unless the future me decides to retract you,” he informed him bending to kiss the bite mark on his shoulder. “So, my you might call me back?” Duo mused half heartedly wondering why the bite didn’t hurt either. “Mm,” the Jinn nodded moving to nibble at his jaw. “Though I can see no reason why I would do such a thing,” he chuckled. “Did you command me to return you?” he asked as Duo pulled away from his touch sulkily. “I didn’t command you to send me in the first place,” he told him. Hiiro only laughed harder and scooted closer. “You will find commands to be most susceptible to ones own perception,” he chuckled moving to nibble his ear this time. Duo remained defiantly silent at this point though there was little he could do about the impending heat spreading through his loins at the Jinn’s gentle touches. “Say my name,” Hiiro coaxed softly lapping at the shell of his ear. “Jinn,” Duo replied sarcastically. “Willful human,” Hiiro snorted softly and Duo did a double take. “You will say it,” he told him snuggling down beside him. “Don’t flatter yourself,” the longhaired boy forewarned. “I didn’t say it tonight,” he reminded him. “Ah,” Hiiro breathed slipping one arm under him as the other moved down his hip and cupped his firming groin. “But tonight has hardly begun,” he smiled as he began to once again work him into a lather. Duo’s heart instantly resounded as his blood rushed
to respond and he wondered idly if he really would survive the night.
However, after a couple of minutes of Hiiro’s excellent ministrations
he couldn’t find the will to care.
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