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"Contention"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: NCS, rape, (yep, Duo's gonna get royally
raped by Hiiro again ) violence, drug use, mild OCx2 (molestation,
restraint etc.), angst Pairings: 1x2 Summary: Heero and Duo are sent undercover to blow open a sex slave ring in a school. "Contention" Ch 5
Everyone fell silent while the man led his lap boy into center room and made him kneel, the big man couldn't even see his cock but he managed to get it stuffed in the kids mouth and we were forced to watch while he nearly skull fucked him to death. I thought he had killed him when the boy fell limply to the floor, his lips blue from lack of air, his body so frail and small while the Damned laughed and shook the leftover cum from his cock on his silent body but there was just the barest movement to the child’s chest to prove he still lived. I heard the stillness of my own state of mind mirrored in Hiiro's voice when he quietly intoned, "Open your mouth." "You don't need it," I told him calmly standing to move past where he held the Ecstasy in his palm. He didn't question me but I saw the uncertainty, or perhaps, regret in his eyes as he collared me and led me into center room again. Katatsu had vacated returning to his throne while his boy was taken away to be seen to and I made sure he saw my eyes before I pushed Hiiro down into the pillows. "Snapper!" someone yelled making Hiiro squirm when I kneeled in front of him and reached for his pants. "I'll make it quick," I promised but he looked less than reassured. It made me smile to think of him fearing what he wanted so badly from me. I wondered as I ran my fingers up his sack and watched him shudder if he thought I would fumble and waver in the deed. If that was the case he was in for a shock because I had brought him off a thousand time in my dreams. There wasn't a single place on his body I wasn't familiar with in my mind and nothing that could be done to him I hadn't fantasized about. It was almost fun watching his expression shift and change as I grinned and bent to take him into my mouth, my tounge running lazily up the underside of his shaft making him moan throatily and lay back. I stopped at the tip to lick lovingly along the head relishing the flavor of him, the slick, sweet pre-cum that was seeping so readily into my mouth as his hands came to thread fingers in my hair. He gasped raising his hips anxiously when I slipped my lips down over him and drew him inside the heat and I smiled knowingly around his cock just before my fingers slithered up his ass. "Ah!" he gasped arching back, his hands gripping my hair as he tried to get deeper down my throat and I reveled in the sound of his whimpering when I began a low hum. "D...damn!...Duo!?" He was already cresting from the tantalizing licks and nips, my fingers digging around to poke and prod his prostrate as he squirmed beneath me and I felt the thrill explode in my chest when I swallowed him and heard him scream. It was everything I had always dreamed it would be, hot, sticky and plentiful as it ran down my throat and I sucked hungrily to milk him of every last drop. I sucked and stroked and coaxed until he was crying in anguish and desperately pushing my head away and I sat and laughed while he curled up in a little ball and stared at me in shocked amazement. "Son of a bitch!" "How'd he do that?" "Man! I thought for sure he'd end up nubbed!" "He's better than Mya!" "Ecstasy will change their minds every time!" "Shit," Hiiro breathed letting his head fall back into the pillows and I couldn't help but grin when I offered him my hand. We remained at the top of the list for the rest of the day and were the favorites out of the remaining three teams when the third competition rolled around. Hiiro seemed agitated as he led me toward center room where the others were already assembled but I didn't figure out why until the place filled with whispers and quite, awestricken smiles when a door opened beside Katatsu and what I knew at a glance was Mya stepped through. He was remarkable, I have to admit. Thin with striking features and pale skin that was set aglow by his long, raven hair. He looked of Asian decent but it had to be a distant relation because his eyes were big and green instead of almond shaped. He moved with practiced ease sliding by Katatsu who took the opportunity to feel his ass appreciatively since it was barely covered by the little wrap he wore. His eyes swept over the contenders coming to rest on me and I suddenly felt as if I were being sized up. There was no doubt in my mind the guy had been watching from wherever he'd been hiding and knew Hiiro and I were favored to win but he merely looked us over for a moment then seemingly dismissed us and turned to Kanen and his contender Bache. The rest of us were herded out of the center and made to stand by and watch while the first team demonstrated the nature of the final competition by servicing the reigning champion. The goal seemed to be to get him off as hard and as fast as they could which meant each time he changed hands the deed became harder to achieve. I wasn't surprised when we were chosen last as the guy apparently had some sort of god complex going on. I couldn't help thinking he needed to get over himself because Adonis or Homer the body still reacts the same and this guy was going down. I knew I could handle my end of the bargain but thinking about Hiiro nailing the prick was making me ill. Even after everything that had happened I couldn't stop myself from wanting him all to myself, a fact that made me laugh internally since he was only fucking me for the sake of the mission. It was so stupid to let myself think he actually cared but the truth was he was on a very powerful aphrodisiac that would have had him banging a knothole in a fence if that was all that was available. Mya was pretty well worked over by the time he got around to us and sauntered up to grin in my face with cum still dripping off his chin. It was a disgusting sight really, made him look cheap and used which was a shame because he really was a nice looking guy. I had no desire for him however, so I did what was necessary and pulled the tie from the end of my hair. It wasn't what he had been expecting and I grinned when he backed up a step and creased his brow as he watched. The guy had a great mop of black hair all tied up in a high ponytail that looked to have been brushed incisively, there was no doubt in my mind he had a hair fetish. The fact that Katatsu almost fell out of his chair inching forward to see better was a bonus but I was wholly unprepared for Hiiro to be reduced to gaping like a docked fish. I suppose I do look a little different with it down, most people mistake me for a girl because there's so much of it. It certainly got Mya's attention but when he stepped forward to touch it Hiiro almost broke his hand slapping it away. I glared but then he was kissing me and nothing was making any sense anymore. The next thing I knew I was flat on my back with Mya's face in my crotch, his hands in my hair and Hiiro standing behind him slipping on a condom. I blinked because he'd been doing me bareback and it just hit me strange that he'd used a rubber at this point in the game. Mya made me forget about it pretty quick when Hiiro slammed inside him and he groaned and swallowed me whole. I thrust feeling his hands moving as if he were trying to swim in my hair as Hiiro hit him hard. He gasped so hard he lost my cock but before he could regain it Hiiro hit him again and again bending him, pushing him until his face was buried in my hair beside me, his breath coming in ragged gulps and all I could do was stare into Hiiro's eyes. He was fucking Mya, but he was looking at me with a ferocity that took my breath away. Two more hits sent Mya into a convulsive orgasm he was forced to ride out on his own because as soon as it hit Hiiro discarded him and the condom and dove on me. I took him into me with a hunger unlike anything I have ever known before. All that mattered in that moment was feeling him move inside me and drowning in that incredible heat. He took me hard, fast and completely bringing us both off before Mya had time to cool off. I clung to him through the tidal wave and felt him quaking in my embrace. For one wonderful moment in time we were as one, utterly complete in each other and I think I felt what it must be like to be truly at peace. Then came the applause and reality came crashing down shattering the simple perfection. Hiiro was still shaking when he climbed off of me and I could've sworn someone had replaced my legs with jelly when he pulled me to my feet but we stood to face Katatsu side by side. "Well done," the man grinned looking me over with a predators eyes. "Clean him up and bring him to me," he instructed. "Your prize money will be awarded upon his presentation." Money. It had never occurred to me that the winner of this little game would get a reward. It seemed stupid when I thought about it but it just seemed like these people did this shit for fun. Having a monetary prize just made the whole thing even more decrepit. It made me glad to think he and whoever his backers were would soon be dead. Hiiro lead me on collar out of the room toward the showers but I knew the game was over when he dropped the leash and tossed me a gun. His entire demeanor changed in the blink of an eye and suddenly I was standing beside my partner again, the expectance in his eyes that I knew and would perform my job helping me make the shift and put what had happened between us aside. He pulled a bag from a locker while I washed the stink of sex and lube off and almost groaned out loud on pure relief when I saw my regular clothes sitting on the bench when I was done. It felt so good to have pants on again, not to mention the security of my knives and equipment. It was so odd, through it all he hardly looked at me. I hated myself for wanting him to, for missing the hungry expression in his eyes but I could see how hard he was trying to resist the drugs that were still running rampant through his system. It still made my stomach hurt when he turned away and refused to watch me braid my hair. We were ready. He in his usual jeans and I in the simple black garb that had always served me in any occasion. I put the collar back on fastening it loosely for easy removal and held out the end of the leash to him. I could see he wanted to say something, the tension building between us was painful and thick but I knew it wasn't the time for apologies or regret. We had a job to do and had been through hell in order to see it through so I quirked a grin and flipped the leash handle and he took it with a sudden determination that assured the demise of all involved. Katatsu was pleased when we returned. I noticed his lap boy was not among the members as we filed out and were escorted to his limo. If we had had more time we might have been able to root the organizers out without having had to go this route but from what Hiiro had said there were a large group of probably powerfully rich men playing the game. I understood the need for haste, we would take them down now, all of them at once but that wasn't going to bring that boy back to life if he hadn't made it. It wasn't going to change the fact that my body had become used to Hiiro's lavish attentions. My mind swam in a thick fog, memories of Hiiro's brutality, his tender kisses, his scent and flavor still sharp and pungent making the pain of knowing I would never know his touch again tighten in my gut. I let it take me, let it fill me up and move me until there was nothing left but rage and the determination to unleash it on those responsible. Standard procedure was to have activated the signal that would call a hundred Preventer’s agents to our side but I knew Hiiro hadn't initiated it. There was no need because we had no intention of arresting anyone. There are those who can be excavated, removed or relocated but these animals were far beyond rehabilitation. I wondered how many kids had suffered and died for their entertainment, how many young girls had been forced to become sex slaves like Mika, now many teenage boys had been humiliated. The memory of it curdled in my gut but I had the buffer of the fact that I not only liked guys, I had always secretly wanted Hiiro. Those other boys were straight; there was no way to even fathom what they had gone through. We arrived discretely parking in the basement of a high-rise downtown where we took the private elevator to the penthouse. Katatsu kept looking me over, his eyes caressing my flesh but the indecent gaze only fed my fury and he was the first to die when we stepped into the room to find it filled with suited men smug in their confidence that they ruled the world. The depth of the betral toward the students was evident in Prichard's attendence. There is a deep satisfaction in seeing those assured smiles buried under expressions of shocked disbelief when they realize the game is over. There were twelve of them, some already engaged in sexual acts with their captives but it didn't matter. They died just as easily with or without clothes, the bodyguards that were present went down first then one by one they fell. I left mine damaged but alive while Hiiro chose the humane method and simply killed them. When the mayhem ebbed there were groaning men in every corner of the blood stained room, the captives had either fled or were cowering behind the furniture while Hiiro and I stood back to back at center room, guns leveled at the victims and assessed the situation. "Get out!" I barked at a young girl who was shaking like a leaf behind a chair and she, as well as several of her mates, wailed and bolted for the door. I let Hiiro vacate the rest of them while I danced about the room dropping charges next to the men that were still alive and laughing like a lunatic at their terrified faces then we left them there and followed their pets down the stairs. The top floor blew off just as we hit the lobby and I felt the exhilaration of a mission completed when Hiiro initiated the call to our squad. One of the greatest things about being an ex Gundam pilot and A class Preventer’s agent is that your methods are not usually questioned. We had broken just about every rule in the book on that mission. Une took one look at us and sent us home but it didn't feel like home anymore. After what had happened we just couldn't find our way back. The Saturdays we used to spend on the basketball court had vanished. Hiiro never came to watch the late news with me anymore. Everything was different, he was avoiding me, or maybe I was avoiding him. Two weeks passed without us barely saying a word to each other and though I had never felt more off balance in my life it was nothing compared to the utter confusion that hit me when he walked into our living room with a suitcase in his hand. "Hiiro?" I felt like I might hurl on his shoes. "Wh...what's...?" "I'm leaving," he replied in a tight voice. "What?! Why?" I gasped stepping between him and the door. "I can't..." It hurt to hear the anguish inside him. "...stay here." "What? Sure you can," I chuckled hoping to defuse the situation but he wasn't buying it. "Damn it, Duo!" he ground out trying to push past me but I couldn't let him go. "How could you even want me to stay!?" "You're my god damn partner, that's how!" I growled pushing him back. "After I... what I did..." It was killing him that he'd forced me, essentially raped me several times over but I knew it wasn't all his fault. I had been so hurt by it all I'd let him believe his actions had been unforgivable... but they weren't. Not to me. "You did what you had to do," I told him but even I was surprised by the sincerity in my voice. I knew it, but I hadn't actually believed it until that moment. "No...Duo... you don't understand." "Of course I do," I smiled coaxing him to put the bag down. "You gave me a dose of that stuff at one point remember?" His eyes met mine for a moment and though I could see he had to put it together I persisted. "Come on, man. I'll get over it. We did our job, it's no like I didn't do anything heinous myself." "I forced you..." he began but sat down unable to finish. "You completed the mission," I reminded him taking the spot next to him. "It isn't always easy but you've never failed us before. I wouldn't expect you to..." "Stop it!" he barked surprising me with the intensity of his tone. If I hadn't known better I would have thought he was on the verge of tears. "Just stop," he sighed rubbing at his face with the heals of his hands as he repeated, "I can't do this anymore." I swear my heart stopped in that moment. "What?" "This." "Hiiro..." "Damn it, Duo," he cut me off in a tone that still my blood. I felt the distant beat of my heart slowly thrumming when he quietly confessed, "I can't just... forget." "Forget... what?" There was just no way he was saying what I thought he was saying. His eyes rolled slowly up to meet mine and we had one of those timeless moments when he softly intoned, "You." There is no air in one of those moments but for some reason my body didn't seem to need it, my entire existence was suddenly solely dependant upon his presence. "I never thought I would get the chance to hold you," he confessed. "I should have found another way..." "Like what?" My pulse beat steady and strong under my steadfast control but the explosion was already scratching at the door. "I don't know," he sighed rubbing his eyes again. "Anything but... ... and now... I can't stop thinking about it." "You liked having sex with me." It was a statement he merely nodded his head to acknowledge but his eyes snapped up to gape at me when I asked, "Why is that so bad?" "I fucking raped you!" he gasped. "Do you still want to hurt me?" "Hell no!" I had to laugh at his appalled expression. "Then I think we've established that part was necessary for the mission." He just stared at me for a minute before he asked incredulously, "How could you possibly forgive me after what I did?" "Probably because I know how much it hurt you to have to do it," I shrugged then went out on a limb and confessed, "It's not like all of it was horrible." It was worth it because I had never seen his face do things like that before. "Oh please," I sighed. "You knew it felt good, why else would I have reacted like that?" "Because you're a beautiful, vibrant, passionate man," he replied and I have to admit I was stunned that he'd had a ready answer. I wasn't prepared for the flame that was beginning to dance in his eyes either but I damn well liked it so I smiled when I inquired... "Sounds like you want more?" "Hell, yeah," he breathed all at once invading my personal space as I laughed and welcomed his embrace. His kiss was different, not as primal or desperate as before and I felt my bones turn to jelly. It was our first kiss really, one that wasn't tainted by the presence of drugs or duty, just a intimate joining of our bodies for the pure pleasure of it. When he drew back he was as breathless as me but neither of us wanted to let go even though he continued with the dreaded, "But... I don't want to loose what we had." "We won't," I assured him moving to his neck. "It's not just sex," he went on in a quickly wavering voice as I moved to his jaw and ear. "I know," I whispered relishing the shiver that went down his spine with the heat of my breath. "I love you." I had to pull back and look at him just so he knew I had heard him and understood the words as I let my smile tell him just how I felt about that and kissed him soundly to back it up. He is a much more satisfying lover when he's not high. I thought I would truly loose my mind before he finally seemed to get enough. Without the pressure of the mission and the desperation of the aphrodisiac his attentions were rich and steady and everything I had always dreamed they would be. He was so gentle at times, showering me with soft kisses and tender touches. I was afraid he would be so distraught over his abuse during the mission he would never get to the good stuff but when the time came to lay it on hot and heavy he was more than willing to accommodate our needs. It was pure Heaven and not once during the rest of that day and night did he hurt me in any way. He healed me that day, he healed us both granting us the chance at a new beginning and I found when I lay sated in his arms in the dark of the morning hours I had come to love him more than I had ever thought possible. "Let's go away," he suggested softly and I smiled as his fingertips absently played with the wisps of hair at my temples. "What about work?" "It'll wait," he shrugged. "We're not the only A class agents on the force." I had a feeling he wasn't talking about a weekend trip. "Where should we go?" "Grease," he smiled lifting my chin to kiss me and I sighed happily when I felt the warmth of his gaze. "I want to make love to you on the peak of Mt. Olympus." "Got a Zeus complex?" I snorted. "Seems the appropriate place to worship," he smiled and I shivered deep inside when he kissed me again. I'd have followed him to hell at that point but after a year in Greece it still felt more like Heaven to me. We bought a little house on a cliff that overlooks the ocean and has a dais that is open to the sea where we have spent many, many hours passing time in each others company. It was like that mission broke a wall that had been between us and suddenly the old adage that two's company was our entire philosophy on life. We still went on the odd mission and visited the guys but we were happiest just lounging around our little stone cottage where we spent a good deal of time learing how to forgive and making love under the cover of Grecian stars. owari ^-^
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