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"One Less Evil "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/Romantic Adventure/Slave Fic Unbetaed Authors note: Poor Duo catches hell every time I get pissy *sigh* But they end up happy believe it or not. This one moves pretty fast since I don’t have time to write much anymore. For some reason my hours were cut in half at one of my jobs recently sooooo… "One Less Evil " Part 2 *AK*COUGH*COUGH*RASP*cough…cough* “Loosen your throat,” Hiiro grumbled forcing Duo’s head back into his lap. “You choke too easily.” “Wait…please,” Duo begged tying to wipe the tears from his eyes while Hiiro insisted he resume sucking his cock. “Let me clear my…” “Why can you not comprehend your purpose!?” Hiiro snarled shoving him onto his back where he proceeded to shove his cock deep in his throat thrusting mindlessly, his hands gripping his hair while he pumped and grunted until reality peeked through the impassioned veil and he realized his victim had passed out. “Duo?” he questioned when he refused to wake. “DUO!” he rasped with the suddenly realization that he wasn’t breathing. “Wake up!” he commanded hitting him hard in the chest whereupon Duo’s eyes popped open and he sucked in a long, rasping breath and curled in on himself in a coughing fit that left him shaking horribly and curled in Hiiro’s arms. “Please,” he cried unable to stop the pitiful sound of his sorrow, “Please…let me die…please.” Hiiro took a deep breath banishing the fear that had gripped his heart and held him possessively to his chest while he confessed, “I can’t.” ** “Hiiro! Where have you been?” the old woman asked looking very happy to see the wayward soldier. “Oh, I see,” she smiled spotting the long haired boy who had accompanied him. “I’ll need two,” he told her dropping a purse on the counter. “This way,” she smiled scooping the purse up before leading them toward a hall with many doors on either side. Duo’s eyes took in the seedy ambiance, his nostrils flaring disdainfully at the thick scent of heady perspiration while his mind screamed for freedom he knew wouldn’t come. They were led into a small room with many pillows, throws and lighted candles then the woman left and Hiiro turned and began disrobing him. It was clear he’d been taken to a whore house but whether or not he was to be left in their employ or not wasn’t understood until Hiiro pushed him back into a big chair and began removing his clothes. By the time the door opened emitting a young boy who was closely followed by another they were mostly naked so it took little effort to begin the day’s sinful tricks. “Spread them wide,” Hiiro instructed Duo forcing his legs apart while he pushed one of the boy’s heads into his lap. They were a little younger than either Duo or Hiiro leaving the long haired boy with a feeling of shameful repulsion but he had little choice and was forced to allow him to suck him while Hiiro bent the other over nearby, his blue eyes watching Duo intently while he shoved his huge cock up his attendant’s tight ass. Duo felt his ass twitch with each cry that fell from the boy’s lips knowing full well what it was like to be hammered by Hiiro’s ample cock. “Fuck him,” Hiiro commanded reaching over to jerk the boy in Duo’s lap up and tossing him into his chest. “Make sure I can see,” he ordered going back to ramming it hard and deep in his attendant’s slippery hole. “I’m sorry,” Duo whispered positioning him on his lap so that he faced Hiiro, his legs spread out to the side where he straddle his thighs and slowly pushed his weeping shaft inside. “Deeper,” Hiiro ordered bending his partner hard while he fucked him faster. “I want to see you cum.” Duo suddenly understood his need and granted his wish wanting to spare his attendant in whatever way he could fucking him fast and steady in the hope of getting off quickly. The action pleased Hiiro mightily causing him to hit his partner viciously, his wailing cries resounding in the small room while blood began to streak Hiiro’s cock but he didn’t let up, his hips pumping harder and faster, his strength straining the smaller boy’s body past it’s endurance until suddenly Duo gasped and arched back and Hiiro let go of his attendants shoulder gripping his ass and nailing him so hard his slender body went limp. The moment he’d lost consciousness he snatched the boy from Duo’s lap spinning him around and shoving his mouth down on the long haired boy’s still pulsating shaft while he shoved his cock deep inside the second boy’s body. It was all Duo could do to keep from screaming while Hiiro fucked him till he cried but he refused to let him give up Duo’s cock, the vibrations of his desperation coursing through him until he was on the edge again, his hands pushing pitifully at the wailing boy’s head in an attempt to free them both but Hiiro denied them shoving the boy’s head down so far he couldn’t breath or scream while he shot hot cum deep in his ass. ** “Why do you look as if you’ve eaten something sour?” “How long does it take a human to heal?” Hiiro grumbled staring intently at the long haired boy that sat quietly staring out the window. “That would depend on the nature of the wound,” Wufei chuckled glancing at the boy as well. “Did you break him?” “Ripped his ass,” Hiiro sighed dejectedly. “Why would that stop you?” Wufei inquired curiously. “It’s internal.” “What’d you shove up there?” the Chinese boy laughed. “A candlestick,” Hiiro grumbled. “So it’s hard to tell if he’s well.” “Why not just send him to the barracks and find a new one?” The glare Hiiro leveled on him startled him before he informed him, “He’s mine…and I’ll keep him for myself.” “You keep him exclusively?” Wufei asked mildly aghast. “You are a lucky fellow,” he laughed upon Hiiro’s nod but Duo showed no sigh of agreement. “Is he daft?” he asked wondering after his strangely despondent behavior. “He’s always like that,” Hiiro sighed. Wufei considered them for a time then shook his head. “Perhaps his is irrefutably the heart of a free man,” he commented tensing when Hiiro’s cold eyes rounded on him. “He belongs to me,” he told him evenly. “Physically,” Wufei nodded easing clear of the table in preparation for defense. “But a man’s heart can only be true to itself.” ** “AHHHHGGG!!” He couldn’t recall how long it had been but Hiiro seemed intent on making up for lost time. The short reprieve he’d enjoyed during his healing period had ended the moment the healer declared him fit and he’d had Hiiro’s cock up his ass ever since. The day had disappeared in a whirl of sweat and semen, the evening a distant memory of passionate embrace, the nightmare of being subjected to multiple couplings during the night baked by the searing pain and pleasure of his master’s energetic dawn. He was exhausted beyond measure, grown weary of the pain, sickened by the pleasure and on the brink of something he knew instinctively would consume him. “AH! ARHHG!” Hiiro growled feeling him tremble when he crested the hill again, the tightening of his body forcing a cataclysmic eruption that inspired Duo to scream hoarsely while his ass was filled with smoldering heat. It was in that moment that he knew. If he didn’t get away he’d loose himself completely. His mind drifted near the sea of insanity unable to recall itself to his body no matter how desperately Hiiro called. He was distantly aware of being returned to the healer, an argument and fight then all went still. When his mind finally came around he was laying in a bed in the infirmary alone. It was the first time he’d been alone since his capture and his heartbeat quickened when he realized the chance it proposed. Quickly, he stole out of bed and tip toed into the night, his quest for freedom burning brightly in his eyes, the memory of Hiiro’s cruelty and abuse driving him onward until his feet raced swiftly away. “Here now!” NO! It couldn’t be! Not when he was so close! “Settle down!” the guard laughed manhandling him easily as he was quite a bit larger than him. “What’re you doing traipsing around in the middle of the night?” he asked grinning triumphantly when he got a look at him. “You’re Hiiro’s little whore,” he surmised squeezing his cheeks to hold him still. Duo thrashed to no avail while he looked him over, his thin robe revealing much of his slender body but began to cry when his mouth spread in a wicked grin. “What say we find out what’s so good about you he needs to keep you to himself?” he laughed dragging the long haired boy kicking and screaming toward the barracks. ** “What?!” “They’ve found him.” “Where?!” Hiiro snarled having been frantic to find his young slave since he’d disappeared the night before. “He’s…” the page began but froze fearfully and backed away. “He was… they…” “WHERE!?” Hiiro roared snatching the boy up and shaking him hard. “I…in the woods…to the south!” Hiiro dropped him taking little time to acquire a mount and be on his way. When he saw Wufei leading a procession of men from the southern wood his eyes flared with rage spurring his mount faster. “What happened?!” he growled falling from his mount beside the sled that bore Duo’s body. “He’s alive,” Wufei informed him sliding from his steed. “Just barely.” “Duo?” Hiiro called prying his eyes open but the light within had died. “Damn it!” he growled flinging the blanket from him to assess the damage, his body shaking with barely controlled fury when he saw the vile condition of his slaves body while his asked, “Who?” “Who knows?” Wufei sighed advising, “You should kill him and spare him the misery.” His eyes went wide then Hiiro suddenly had hold of him, the rage contorting his face while he roared and slammed him into a nearby tree but the fury was redirected instantly when Duo groaned. The moment he saw one of the guards lifting what remained of Duo’s pants to get a look at him he dropped Wufei and slammed into him so hard they tumbled along the ground. When they stopped he came up punching the guard in the face so hard blood splattered everywhere and didn’t stop until the quiet sound of Duo’s sobs broke through. “Duo?” he breathed skidding to a halt beside his injured slave. “Please,” Duo sobbed piteously trying to hide behind his hand though Hiiro was doing his best to see his eyes. “Kill me,” he choked causing the Japanese boy to relent. “Please,” he coughed curling in on himself while he sobbed harder. Hiiro sat back on his heels watching blankly, his eyes taking in the damaged flesh, scratch marks and particularly the massive amounts of dried semen matting his hair and clothes then looked to Wufei with a new purpose in his eyes.
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