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"Mail Order Bride"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: Crazy insane Relena. Cross dressing
Hiiro (Don’t freak! He’s a man with a mission!) AU/Romantic/Adventure Beta’ed by the lovely Mechante Fille ^-^ Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5+all Summary: One young man’s desire for a life
partner prompts him to act on an ad for a mail order bride. However,
the bliss he had dreamed of seems an illusive dream until things start
to heat up and he discovers his bride is not epitome of young femininity
he had thought her to be. " Mail Order Bride" Ch 3 “Are you ok?!” I asked, reaching absently to take her… his hand before recoiling when I recalled she was most definitely a he and my stomach sank again remembering all the time we had shared together. He didn’t speak but I was used to that and for once happy for the silence. I needed to think and fast. We couldn’t go back to my apartment; those people knew my name so I headed for a hotel. It was easy enough to give a false name by using cash, but having a Japanese guy along in a kimono, we weren’t going to be hard to find. Luckily I always keep a set of sweats in the trunk. They were a little tight around the shoulders but at least it wasn’t a kimono. “I’m sorry,” was the first thing he said to me as he emerged from the hotel bathroom, still drying his face where he had washed the make up off. “Why,” was the only thing I could think of to ask. “That girl is Relena Darlian,” he informed me and I wondered where I had heard the name before. “She is the Vice Foreign Minister.” Ah, probably the news then. “What was she talking about? A contract?” “We knew each other as children,” he sighed, plopping down in the only chair in the room while I reclined on the bed. “When we were nine or ten she asked me to marry her,” he told me and my stomach clenched. “We were just kids playing a game, but she took it seriously. Even went so far as to write out a contract.” “And now she’s using it to try and force you to marry her?” I laughed. Oh, come on. I was sure the whole thing must be a joke until he sighed heavily and replied… “Yes.” “Is that even legal?” I asked, appalled by the very idea. “It is in Japan,” he informed me. “Marriage contracts are a common occurrence.” “But you were just a kid!” “It’s still legally binding.” “So you came here to escape her,” I commented and he nodded dejectedly, but all this didn’t explain anything I really wanted to know. “Why did you…?” Man, I couldn’t even finish the question as my face heated up and I remembered all the luscious kisses and impassioned moments we had shared. “I… you wanted to send me back,” he replied, looking as beat red as I knew I was. “Bullshit.” There was no way he did all that just to stay. No way in hell. There had been real heat in his touch, honest passion in his kiss. No way. I couldn’t believe that, I wouldn’t believe it. “I’m sorry,” he said again. “But you’re… very attractive so when you gave me those tickets…” “You’re gay.” Holy shit. He nodded. “Does she know that?” Gods I felt dizzy. “Yes.” “Then why doesn’t she just give up?” Didn’t seem too intelligent to keep after him under the circumstances. “Because she’s insane,” he laughed but it didn’t sound all that amused. “She doesn’t want a husband,” he sighed. “She wants a toy.” “Is that all I was to you?” I know it wasn’t the kindest thing I could have said but I was feeling enormously betrayed and really, really off balance. “No,” he replied softly and my heart did that flip-flop thing again. “I know I shouldn’t have taken it that far but…” “But what?” Why couldn’t I breathe? What was it I wanted him to say? “You were so kind,” he said softly and I felt his voice brush my skin. “And everything was frustrating you so much. I guess I just wanted to give you something but I should’ve realized you’d be grossed out by it.” “I wasn’t…” I began, clamping down on that one before it could get away, but the truth was, I wasn’t. What in the hell was happening to me? “It wouldn’t have been so hard to resist if you hadn’t enjoyed it so much,” he smirked, daring to chuckle softly under his breath and I was taken by the fact that he was just as beautiful as a man as he had been as a woman. “You made it damn easy to enjoy,” I replied, amazed that the conversation, coupled with seeing him sitting there in the hotel bathrobe was causing a heat to pool in my groin. “I thought you would be… angrier,” he chuckled. “Hiiro?” “Hn?” “Do you care for me at all?” My heart fluttered when his cheeks pinked and he couldn’t look at me when he nodded and I realized that it just didn’t matter if he was a man or a woman, I wanted him just the same. “Could we try again?” “What?” he gasped, gaping and I had to laugh to expel some of the energy that was building up inside me before I burst. “I’m pretty sure I’ve fallen in love with you,” I told him and he gaped some more. “But… I’m a man,” he felt compelled to point out. “Yeah, I know,” I chuckled not at all sure I was sure about that point but, “But I’m not so sure I really care.” He looked so lost as to what to say to that, I decided to help him over the hill. “Want to help me figure it out?” I smiled and he finally blinked and returned the expression. “You don’t have to…” “But I want to,” I cut him off, beckoning him to join me on the bed which he did reluctantly in contrast to the fact that I could feel the heat building in him already. “I like the way your hands felt on me,” I informed him, taking one of his hands in mine. “I should have realized, you’re way too strong for a woman,” I told him, laying that hand on my cheek as I kissed his palm. “Duo,” he rasped, licking his lips as he watched mine intently. “I am not a woman.” “I know,” I chuckled. “No,” he insisted. “I mean I prefer the… dominant role in bed.” “I kind of figure that out,” I smiled and had to draw a deep breath when he shivered. “Do you understand what it is I want to do to you?” he asked, pressing the issue, but somewhere in the back of my mind I had already worked it all out. “I think I’ve got a pretty good idea,” I grinned, sucking two of his fingers into my mouth, and suddenly he was kissing me and pushing me down on the bed and every cell in my body burst into flame. “Are you sure?” he gasped, hovering above me, his eyes so bright with fever I felt smothered in their heat. “What do you think?” I asked, pushing his hand down to show him the rock hard erection I was sporting and he gripped it tightly as he kissed me again and proceeded to rock my world. I was scared, I’ll admit that, but I wanted him so damn bad it just didn’t matter. The fact that he was a guy didn’t do anything to dampen the desire I felt for him; on the contrary, it reached down somewhere deep inside me and ripped open a box of deep, dark secrets I didn’t know I possessed. It was while he was treating me to more of his mind numbing oral skills that the first of these slippery little desires slammed into my mind and I was suddenly scrabbling to reverse our positions. “Duo?!” he gasped. “You don’t have to…” “Shut up,” I commanded, pushing his legs apart. I couldn’t even believe what I was about to do, but I wanted him. I wanted to taste him in my mouth and feel him shudder at my touch. If he had been a woman it would have been the same, the only difference was the equipment and I balked inwardly at the fact that gazing at him was making my mouth water. “Hiiro,” I whispered, laying my palm flat on the hard ripples of his lower stomach. He was so damn gorgeous it took my breath away and I felt the heat inside me bubble and coil when I bent to take him into my mouth. I took the time to memorize the flavor of him, his flesh mingled with the slow secretions my touch was drawing from him only made me want even more of him. I let my hands wander his body, reveling in the firm muscles. He was in great shape; everywhere I touched was composed of steely flesh encased in soft skin, nothing like a girl but so much better. I’d been with a woman before, though my experience was limited and I can’t say I’d ever been all the way, but whereas she was soft and pleasant to the touch Hiiro was setting off charges in my body that were changing the very fabric of my reality. “Is this right?” I wanted to know everything that brought him pleasure. “Wha…?” he groaned softly, blinking dazedly down at me and I chuckled knowing that it was me that had put that expression on his face. Hn. Wonder what would happen if I did this? I grinned when his head rolled back and forth in response to my experimental touch. Well, this was fun, so I spent some time exploring the way different things I did made him react. He was really sensitive just under the head of his cock and gasped softly every time I ran my tongue along the area. Lapping at his balls while I stroked him with my hand brought about long, deep moans and taking him fully into my mouth had him thrusting for more depth while his fingers dug into my hair and all the while I fought to placate the bubbling need inside me until finally I just couldn’t stand it anymore and moved up his body to kiss him deeply. “Duo?” he breathed as his hands came to rest on my hips and I can’t say I really knew what I was doing but I knew damn well what I wanted. “Is this what you want?” I asked straddling him and his fingers dug into my flesh as he raised his hips and pressed his engorged shaft against my ass. His eyes were so damn beautiful when he looked up at me, my blood stilled in my veins just to look at him. I could see it there in his eyes, the desire, his voracious lust simmering just beyond the boiling blue flames in his eyes. He really wanted me bad and I felt my breath being stolen away. I had to have him. “You’re not ready,” he hissed as my trembling hand snaked down between us to guide him. “I’m ready,” I assured him but even as I felt his heat touch the sensitive flesh of my ass he recoiled and growled as he rolled us over and I groaned as he kissed me and sank his fingers inside my body. It wasn’t what I wanted but I still saw stars, arched back and sank my fingers into his shoulders, as my body was flooded with rolling waves of rapture. He was kissing my neck and chest while his hand worked fervently on driving me utterly insane, then he was kissing my lips, drowning me in his sweet essence and I felt myself shaking as my body worked hard to provide me with enough air to sustain the turmoil going on inside it. “Hiiro… please,” I begged. “I won’t hurt you,” he declared and I wondered how he could stand it because he was just as hot for this as I was. He didn’t take advantage of the situation however, choosing to abandon me instead but before I had mind enough to wonder where he had gone he was back and my heart suddenly slammed into throat when he slipped between my legs. I distantly recognized that he had the lotion from the bathroom in his hand and hissed when he smeared it all over my ass but what working brain cells I had left put it all together and I wrapped my legs around him jerking him down to kiss him as I demanded he get on with it. “Relax,” he rasped, positioning himself but I had had quite enough of this pussyfooting around and thrust my hips upward as I jerked him down, effectively impaling myself in one hard movement and we both cried out. “Son of a… are you all right?!” he gasped and I almost laughed hearing the desperation in his tone. Gods, it hurt so good. “Make love to me,” I begged, rocking my hips upward again and he pulled back to look at me. I’m not sure exactly what happened then, but something in his expression shifted and he slowly bent to kiss me so gently every inch of my skin erupted in goose bumps. Then he wrapped me up in his arms and took me to a place I had never known existed. It was warm and safe and nothing bad could ever happen as long as he was there with me. He stayed with me for a long time. We even talked now and then as odd little questions rose to the front of our minds. He was very curious about my life and what my dreams were and I finally got some answers as to why he wanted to live in the States. Relena was only part of the problem; he also had aspirations of attending school in the U.S. but he had to get her off his back first. Most of this was conveyed through breathless inquires and assumed details but we were so acutely attuned to each other a single word was all it took. He knew exactly what to do and when to do it right down to when it was best for him to back off and let me inflict my desires on him. Then the heat just suddenly overwhelmed us and it all ended in an explosive display of writhing bodies and guttural wails and I felt tears sting my eyes as he held me so tight I was certain he would never let me go. I fell asleep in his arms, in his arms. That still seemed so strange, but the feeling of it was something I wouldn’t have changed for anything in the world. My dreams of holding my pretty little Asian wife had shifted and changed drastically but I was no less awed by the reality of being nestled in his strength. I woke in much the same manner, smiling to myself as I curled tighter to him and breathed deeply of his scent. “I don’t want to leave you,” wasn’t what I had expected him to greet me with but it made me grin all the same. “Good,” I smiled turning up to kiss him and he just about sucked me clean down his throat. God Damn! “Do you really want me to stay?” he asked and I did laugh. “You think?” I chuckled, rolling on top of him. “Even though I’m…” “Sexy?” I cut him off, kissing his chin. “Virile? Scrumptiously hot?” I purred, moving to nip at a nipple and he groaned. “A lot of trouble,” he chuckled, pulling me back up again. “You’re no trouble at all,” I smiled. “She won’t give up that easily,” he sighed. “Oh, well,” I snorted and he cocked a curious brow at me. “I don’t understand you,” he informed me. “You thought you were getting a blushing bride and instead…” “Ended up in love with the sexiest man alive,” I grinned. “I’m not seeing the down side here.” “…………….” “What?” “You… are you serious?” he asked, seeming confounded by something but I couldn’t figure out what. “You don’t honestly think I’m unhappy with how things turned out?” “No, it’s just…” What was his problem? “You just said…” Oh. “That I love you?” “Yes.” “Hn. I did, didn’t I?” I mused, letting my legs spread over his thighs so I could sit up a little. “Freudian slip,” I grinned. “What? You want me to take it back?” “No,” he replied and I was suddenly smothered in sheets and flesh and incredibly hot kisses and the neurons in my brain fried all at once when he invaded my body and took me back to that safe haven we had created the night before. Ch 4 ** “Hey Quatre.” “Duo! Where are you? Are you ok?!” “Quatre? What…?” “Relena Darlian was here!” he gushed. “She said you were in trouble, that you needed to bring Hiiro back to her. She said Iuy was a boy!? Is that true?!” “Slow down,” I sighed. So she had found out who my friends were. This girl had every base covered. No wonder Hiiro had been so desperate to escape. “Duo, she said if he didn’t come back she would have his family arrested.” “What?” I gasped. “Can she do that?” I asked Hiiro, who had been listening in close to my ear, but the solemn expression of resignation in his eyes was answer enough. “But they haven’t done anything,” I reasoned, shocked numb by the woman’s tenacity. “Duo?” Quatre called on the line. “Are you ok? Is he there with you now? She made it sound like he was dangerous or something. He hasn’t hurt you has he?” “No,” I snorted. “Of course not. Listen, this lady is nuts. She’s trying to force him to marry her.” “What has that got to do with you?” Quatre questioned. “I don’t know what this is all about but shouldn’t you just let it go? I can’t believe he deceived you like that. And after you went to all that trouble and you even started to really like him…” “I still like him,” I cut in, offering my new lover a soft smile but he still seemed upset about the news of Relena’s latest tactic. “Duo?” “Nothing has changed, Quatre.” “But…” “She’s not taking him anywhere.” “Duo? I don’t understand. Why put yourself in harm’s way…?” “Because I love him,” I confessed and earned myself a short kiss for my honesty. “Oh, Duo.” “Yeah, well, that’s the good news,” I informed him. “Here’s the bad: we’re going to need a damn good lawyer.” “I have to go back.” The words cut me so quick I dropped the phone. “Duo?!” I heard Quatre calling but I couldn’t make myself care. “What’re you saying?” My entire chest had gone cold. “She means it,” he sighed. “I can’t let that happen.” “So you’re just going to give in?” This was starting to seriously piss me off. “What other choice do I have?!” he snipped. “Fight!” I growled. “With what?!” he shouted. “She’s the Vice Foreign Minister! What do you propose I fight her with?!” “We’ll think of something,” I begged but he only sighed and glared, though I knew it wasn’t really aimed at me. “I will not give up,” he promised, coming to kiss me. “But I can’t let my family pay for my mistake.” “Hiiro?” He never looked back. ** The chapel looked great. I had to admit the lady had a flare for grandeur. It looked perfect for a celebrity wedding as I walked through the courtyard and entered through the tall, double doors. Every head in the place turned to appraise my belated entry save for the couple at the alter. “If anyone here should object to the joining of these…” “Excuse me, Father?!” I called in my loudest, most raucous voice, gaining the undivided attention of everyone, including the bride and groom and half the reporters in Japan. I will never forget the drop-jawed expression on Hiiro’s face when he turned and saw it was me. “I have an objection!” “What is the meaning of this?!” a guy I recognized as Senator Darlian barked. “It’s nothing,” Relena chuckled, turning back to the minister. “Just a lunatic…” “Duo?!” Hiiro called, rising to his feet and I was blessed with the most beautiful smile I have ever seen. “Hello Hiiro,” I smiled, then took him in my arms and kissed him till his knees went weak. Well, that caused quite an uproar but all I really heard was the rush of blood thundering in my ears. “I missed you,” I whispered. “Really?” he grinned dopily. “If you have finished manhandling my husband!” Relena growled and I turned my brightest smile on her. “Good day to you, Minister,” I greeted. “Good bye, Mr. Maxwell,” she snarled, reaching for Hiiro’s arm but I handed her what I had come to give her instead. “What is this?” she sniffed, ripping the envelope open. “As you can see by the information provided, under the laws governing the great state of California it is impossible for you to wed this man on the grounds that he is already married,” I explained and grinned my toothiest grin as I beamed and reminded her, “To me.” “That’s preposterous!” she snarled as the flash bulbs went off like strobe lights. “That was a mail order contract in another country! It has no meaning here!” “On the contrary,” I countered. “As you can see, all that was necessary was my signature on the license to make the marriage legal and binding. Now, if you’re really intent on forcing a gay man,” the flash bulbs doubled on that note, “to marry you then I suggest you get some very good lawyers because it’s not so easy to take on the U.S. judicial system.” She looked like her head might explode but Hiiro was almost beside himself with glee and that’s all I needed. “He is a citizen of Japan!” she shrieked. “Ah, ah ah,” I smiled, waving a finger at her. “As my mate he is also a full citizen of the U.S. and entitled to all that that implies. Including, but not limited to, all laws and regulations protecting said citizen from overbearing letch hounds like you.” ** It was in every paper from Japan to the U.S., but we had no problem fading away as the spotlight landed squarely on Relena’s shoulders. Hiiro and I were able to scuttle back to my little two bedroom apartment and reacquaint ourselves with the finer side of being newlyweds. “I can’t believe you actually came after me,” he chuckled, still holding me tight in our nest among the damp sheets and lube bottles. “What else could I do?” I smiled. Gods, he was just so perfect, and he was there, and that lunatic woman had given up and… “Recovered already?” he laughed, kissing my neck. “You looked like you were ready to eat me alive.” “I just wish I could stay right here forever and ever,” I sighed, ignoring the deep heat that had risen to my cheeks in favor of the one that was pooling in my groin as I wrapped my legs around him tighter. “It’s almost time to go to work,” he reminded me. “I’ll come home at lunch.” I just couldn’t get enough of him. “I have class,” he chuckled, but made no move to let me up. “Maybe we should plan a honeymoon,” I giggled, but the comment made him sit up and grin down at me. “What?” “Why don’t we?” he smiled. Hn. “Where would we go?” I was feeling kind of dizzy all of a sudden. Me and Hiiro, on a romantic holiday where we could… umm… frolic all day long. Heh heh. “A cabin,” he suggested. “With a big hot tub,” I tossed in, whimpering under the heat of his lips on my ear. “And lots and lots of lube,” he purred and I was suddenly confronted with the fact that there had been at least enough left for him to slick my ass down one more time. “I’m going to be late,” I hissed but my body seemed utterly unconcerned by that fact. “Will she be mad?” he asked but the answer to the question was lost in the steam when he made good use of that last bit of lube. “Never mind,” I gasped, lifting to meet him. “She can’t afford to fire me anyway.” I would ask for a week off when Une was finished screaming at me. It wasn’t like she could do anything but give it to me since I had never taken time off before. Besides, I always had at least two other job offers on the table so I knew she would give in. Hiiro could get his assignments early and we could spend some quality time getting to know each other better. I wondered what we might do on our honeymoon as he rocked us steadily in the warmth of the morning and made an amendment to the plan. We were going to need more than a week just to make it out of bed. As much as I loved making love with him I wanted to get to know him outside the bedroom as well. My mind slipped from this to that as he kissed me and held me close. Yes, we’d need at least another week. Then again, considering how often we ended up in each other’s arms maybe it would take three. “Let’s take a month and go to Spain.” I grinned and marked it off on my mental calendar as I kissed him and replied, “Take me to heaven first.” And he did. owari :)
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