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"Prince Duo"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/Adventure, Angst, fluff,
sap, lemons… lots of lemons but usually of the non graphic variety,
light language Beta'ed by Mechante Fille ^_^ *snugs* Pairings: 2x4, 1x2x4, 5xM, 5x4, mention of 5x4xM,
1x2, 3x4, 1x2x3x4 Summary: A young slave finds more than his freedom
when he is purchased by the prince of a neighboring kingdom. " Prince Duo" Ch 2 When he had attended the banquet with them he decided the worst part was being forced to sit on the floor at his master’s feet, a position the blond seemed to actually enjoy. The food made up for it, though. They really weren’t allowed to eat while there but Duo kept offering them bites of his meal until they were both stuffed. The night was waning and there had been a good deal of mulled wine passed around, something the blond seemed to be a little too fond of, when he got his first real clue as to who this longhaired boy was. He had pulled the blond into his lap and was comfortably licking his tonsils while his hands re-familiarized themselves with his ass when a snide voice broke through their haze. “You spoil him,” a man with a lacy collar accused. Duo didn’t bother to stop kissing the blond, merely pausing long enough to grin and reply, “It pleases me.” “Perhaps you should be more concerned with the matters of state than that boy’s backside?” Lord Barton added as his lacy collared companion sneered at the couple. The prince stopped and looked at him. “His backside yields far better results,” he smiled, letting the blond slip off his lap to pile on the floor at his feet. He looked a bit dazed as he laid his head in the new slave’s lap and sighed deeply and the blue-eyed boy stared down at him curiously. It made him feel a bit odd to have the blond lying in his lap but it seemed to tickle the prince to no end. “That is the very attitude that undermined these negotiations,” the lacy collared man scoffed. “Now, now, Tsuberov,” Barton mock soothed. “The boy can’t help it if he’s been over indulged. I’m sure Lady Relena will make him see reason.” However, Duo was pretty much ignoring them in favor of stroking the blond’s back with his toes, causing him to purr and snuggle down into the blue-eyed boy’s lap. “I fear you’re overly optimistic,” Tsuberov replied. “Even she is indulgent of his sybaritic whims.” “It may soon be those very whims that see the Countess on the throne instead of our young prince,” Barton grinned, looking at the slave seated on the floor at Duo’s feet. “Your new pet has a nasty habit of turning on his master.” “Fascinating isn’t he?” the prince smiled fondly. “How do you suppose such rare beauty and strength came to reside in King Treize’s stable?” “He is the last in a lot taken from the eastern lands across the sea,” Barton told him, examining his wine glass thoughtfully. “He has proven useless for anything other than the work pits.” “On the contrary,” Duo grinned. “I find him most entertaining. There are few with the tenacity and skill to snap a man’s neck so cleanly.” Barton glared at the slave but was a bit shaken when the boy’s dark blue eyes glared right back. “You see?” Tsuberov spat in frustration. “This is the attitude that breeds ill content and leads to revolution.” Duo laughed and retorted, “Revolution is inevitable wherever there is oppression.” “How dare you speak so freely of such things!” Tsuberov barked, advancing on the young prince. “Your complacent ideas will have us at war with our own servants! The way you spoil that little tramp of yours is a perfect example!” The slave got to see Duo’s eyes harden up close this time. “Perhaps if the good Cardinal would take this away from you, you would see the folly of your ways!” he sneered, reaching down and grabbing the blond by his hair. The blue-eyed boy never even thought about it. The next moment Tsuberov was lying in a heap on the floor and the blond was safely tucked behind his legs as he stood glaring death down at the man. Duo had sat up in his chair and most of the assembly had paused to see what the commotion was as the man got to his feet and tried to regain his dignity. “How dare you!” he snarled, backing away when the slave stood his ground. “I’ll see you hanged out for the crows for this!” “You will apologize to Prince Duo for mishandling his consort,” a smooth voice intoned. King Treize might have had some questionable policies but he had proven to be a man of honor. Tsuberov wasn’t happy but he obeyed and returned to his seat. Duo nodded his appreciation to the King and the slave caught the glint of a blade as he tucked something back into his boot. The King nodded then leaned back into Zechs who had crawled in his chair and was playing throw pillow for the handsome monarch, a fact that obviously angered the Queen where she sat alone. Duo soon took them back to their chambers and the slave was surprised once again when his master didn’t chain him. The prince had gone to the huge bed and allowed the blond to undress him and prepare him for sleep. The blond had slipped a long white gown over his head and pushed him back on the bed. The slave watched as he knelt and began nibbling at the prince’s thighs drawing small moans of pleasure from him. “Do you have a name?” the prince asked. The slave did not reply. Duo cracked his eyes open and lifted his head to peer at him. “I can make one up if you like,” he sighed as he put one hand on the blond’s head to guide him. The sight was more than a little arousing and it took a minute for the slave to remember he had a name much less offer it but he figured sharing it would be better than enduring something that this boy might make up. “Hiiro.” “Hiiro,” the prince repeated in long sigh as his head lolled on the bed and his hips rose up to meet with his consort’s sweet ministrations. “Would you like to join us, Hiiro?” he asked gently. He did. He wanted very much to join them but he wasn’t about to let him think he had tamed him. He was a free man once and he would be again, just as soon as an opportunity presented itself. “There really is no reason to deny yourself the simple pleasures in life,” the braided boy groaned. Hiiro had taken two steps forward before he realized it and stopped. Duo sat up and pulled the blond to his feet then set about stripping him as he kissed and nibbled his pale body. Hiiro listened to the little sounds of pleasure until the blond stood naked and ready and his eyes widened a little when the prince leaned in and took the boy in his mouth. He had never known anyone, not even in his own country, who was so completely free minded and felt himself take another step forward. Duo didn’t bother stopping what he was doing; his breathless consort was doing all he could just to stay on his feet as his master pleasured him and reached a hand out in Hiiro’s direction. The slave had accepted the hand without thinking and allowed himself to be pulled in behind the blond until he found himself pressed into his back as the prince guided his hands over the pale boy’s skin. The blond leaned back into him, letting his head fall on his shoulder and groaned as the prince took him in. Hiiro wet dry lips as the blond rolled his head until his mouth lay only an inch from Hiiro’s. It was more than he could resist so he turned into him and kissed him deeply. He was still emerged in that kiss when he felt the prince’s hands removing his trousers. Things were very different here than he had ever known before. Perhaps the longhaired boy had been right. There was no reason not to indulge a little before he made his escape. The prince stood up once he had removed Hiiro’s pants and stole the blond’s lips from him as he worked on the buttons of Hiiro’s vest. Hiiro trembled as he watched their mouths gently work together and felt himself drawn into the heat. Duo drank deeply from simmering, pink lips before offering the same to Hiiro but he hadn’t been prepared for the strange heat that filled his belly when the prince kissed him. Even the sweet willingness of the blond couldn’t compare and he groaned deep in his chest as his hunger grew. Duo sat back on the bed, drawing the blond onto his lap and they both groaned as the prince slid inside his body; his hands were wrapped around Hiiro’s hips pulling him tight against the blond’s back but it took a moment for the blue-eyed boy to understand what he wanted. He still couldn’t believe the young prince would allow his slaves this kind of leniency but he wasn’t going to complain. Duo lay back, pulling the blond with him as Hiiro kneeled between his legs. The heat of the invasion echoed in the young prince’s tone and it didn’t take long before the prince was lost to the rhythm. Having the blond on his lap and Hiiro inside his body was clearly enough to challenge even Duo’s sense of fulfillment. Hiiro knew this was the best chance he had to make an escape. All he had to do was break his neck and slip out into the night but he couldn’t make himself do it. He wanted to see the surrender in those violet eyes again. There would be other opportunities to escape. He got his wish. He knew it was time when the prince grasped his consort’s hips, his body tensing as the blond shook in his arms. The look in his eyes as the slave drove him over the edge, the tension in his body and the sound of his climax all coupled with the delicious heat of his body snatched the blue eyed boy into the void right behind him. He had never felt anything like it in his life. Never had he known such pleasure existed and he suddenly understood why the blond was such a happy slave. They ended up in a pile on the bed with Duo snuggled up to Hiiro’s chest while the blond cuddled under Duo’s arm and something suddenly occurred to him as he listened to the soft, rhythmic breathing of the slumbering blond. “What is his name?” he asked. He had not once heard the prince call the boy by his name. The prince took so long to answer Hiiro wondered if he hadn’t fallen asleep. “Why don’t you give him a name?” Hiiro’s brow furrowed curiously. “How long has he been with you?” he asked. “Two years,” the prince sighed contentedly. “And you don’t know his name?” Duo rolled over and extracted himself to the point he could lay his head on the bed beside him. “I know his name,” he confessed. “However, it is one of the treasures I guard selfishly and savor for my own. Call him whatever you like. His true name is mine to hold.” Hiiro blinked in confusion. He had just shared the blond with the prince in the most intimate way known to man but he wouldn’t tell him his name? He made another note on his ‘puzzle board’ and looked down at the slumbering visage of the bright, little blond. He thought back over the past day and made his decision. “Hikage,” he said softly, brushing a sunny strand of hair from the boy’s peaceful face. Duo crawled up on his elbows and looked down at the blue-eyed boy. “It suits him well,” he smiled, kissing him softly. “You speak my tongue?” “I know this word,” the prince told him as he nibbled on his jaw. “It speaks of the sun right?” Hiiro closed his eyes and savored the warmth that was spreading through him as the longhaired prince nipped at his ear lobe. “Hai,” he replied. “Sunshine... He... reminds me of it.” “As you remind me there are more things in heaven and earth than can be explored in a single man’s lifetime,” Duo whispered as he slipped his hand between Hiiro’s thighs and kissed him slowly. Hiiro clenched his legs shut and pushed his hand away and when the prince pulled back to look at him in question he saw the defiance clearly in the boy’s steely blue eyes. His disappointment was clear but he sighed heavily and retreated. “Get some sleep,” he told him. “We have a long journey to begin tomorrow.” Then he reached over and tugged the blond until he woke enough that he crawled over them both and curled up in the prince’s arms where they fell into a deep slumber together. Hiiro was left to his own. He watched them until his eyes started to fall closed. He knew this was a good chance to escape; his best yet. He wouldn’t even have to kill the longhaired prince but he decided to wait. It would be easier to flee if he were already out of the castle when he made his break. When he woke the next morning he was alone. He was alone, unchained and wearing nothing but the choker that Duo had given him the day before. He found his clothes right where he had left them and a plate of half eaten bread and fruit on the table. Once he had eaten his fill and dressed he packed the rest of the food in a cloth and tried to take off the choker but it wouldn’t budge. He tried again with no better results. He had tried everything from brute strength to the carving knife that he had used to cut the bread before he realized the trinket had to be charmed and then he got really pissed. Duo was in the yard preparing his horse for the trip when he found him. The crowd that was filling the wagons and packing for the journey parted like the red sea when they saw him coming. Duo didn’t bother to turn to face him when he stopped behind him, dark blue lightening dancing in his eyes. “Take it off!” he demanded. “No,” the prince replied. “You tricked me!” Hiiro growled. “Obviously,” the prince agreed. He turned to look at the furious boy then and stopped. Something odd flashed in his violet eyes when he looked into the cobalt depths of his servant. It threw Hiiro off balance just a bit. He didn’t understand it at all but he stabilized quickly. “Is this the real reason Hikage is so obedient? Is that what this thing is?” It suddenly occurred to him that this might be why he was having such a hard time breaking away. If the choker was charmed it was very possible that he had already been coerced without knowing it. The blond popped up from behind the horse. “Who?” he asked. “He means you,” Duo told him. The blond raised his brows thoughtfully for a moment. “He’s given you a name” the prince informed him. “Really?” Hikage grinned, beaming at his irate counterpart while Duo grinned indulgently. “I asked you a question!” Hiiro spat. “Kneel!” Duo commanded suddenly and Hiiro looked at him as if he’d grown a second head. “No? hmmm, how about bark like a dog?” the braided boy went on. When Hiiro just stood and glared at him he walked up close to him and touched his chin thoughtfully. “I see. Perhaps I should have you cluck like a chicken then? Well? Go on. Let’s have it,” he said loud enough for most of the yard to hear. Hiiro could hear the sniggers of the people around him and it was only serving to further enrage him. He was just about to demand he remove it again when he realized what the longhaired boy had done. He had commanded him and Hiiro had openly defied him. Not only did that prove the choker wasn’t an obedience charm but it also meant the braided boy didn’t mind him openly defying him in public. He actually seemed to be enjoying putting on a show for his minions. “Do you ride?” the braided boy asked, still smiling at him. Hiiro wasn’t happy in the least but he had little choice but to grin and bear it for the moment. He needed to find out what that thing was and how to get it off. He nodded and put another note on the ’puzzle board.‘ It was getting pretty full and he still couldn’t make heads or tails of this boy. “Splendid!” the prince crowed. “Mason!” he called. A tall man with a happy face brought over a large, dapple gray stallion that stomped its feet and tossed its head, almost knocking the man off his feet as it cantered sideways and pulled at the bit. “A gift,” the braided boy grinned. Hiiro looked at the beast. It was obviously a challenge. Of all the mounts in the yard this was the only one with the spirit of the west wind. He looked at the prince cautiously. Was he trying to make it easy for him to escape? And if so, why? He turned his gaze on the stallion again. The beast fretted about for a moment before it settled under the boy’s blue gaze. He took the reins and patted its huge head then slipped effortlessly into the saddle without even touching the stirrup. He had half hoped to irritate the prince by showing him he had failed to impress him with the gift. Instead, when he looked down at the violet eyed boy he saw nothing but pure joy on his face as he beamed up at him. The prince did a little hop and turn and mimicked the move, slipping gracefully into the saddle of his huge black gelding. He offered his hand to Hikage and pulled him up to sit side saddle in his lap then ginned at Hiiro and slapped the gelding on the rump, causing him to bolt across the courtyard and out the front gate. Hiiro held the stallion back a moment even though the beast was chomping at the bit to join his fellow in the run then his ego took over and he let him go. It didn’t take long for him to catch up to his master as he discovered it was the finest horse he had ever been on in his life. They let the animals set the pace for a few minutes before reining them in so they could walk off the burst of adrenaline. They rode for a while side by side. Hiiro listened as Duo sang songs with his consort and watched as the hills rolled by. It was the first true feeling of freedom he had felt in a long time. His hand reached up and tugged at the choker. It occurred to him that this wasn’t exactly the best circumstance for a young prince to be in, especially considering the fact that he was on a potential enemy’s land. Duo had given up the song in favor of nuzzling the blond’s ear when he decided to break the silence and ask, “Do you think this wise?” “Hm?” the prince hummed in reply, slipping his hand up the blond’s shirt. Hiiro rolled his eyes. He had never known anyone as self indulgent as this boy. “Do you often travel without guards?” he asked. “You worry too much,” Duo complained. He dropped his reins and let his horse fall into step beside Hiiro’s as he picked the blond up and moved him so he was straddling the steed and his lap at the same time. Hiiro felt his own lap twitch as he watched him kiss the boy and reach around to fondle his ass. “Don’t you ever take a break?” he snorted and was surprised that the question had come out sounding almost affectionate. Duo chuckled. “I have been celibate since late last night as you well know.” “Twelve whole hours,” Hiiro teased. “You must be famished.” Duo’s eyes brightened considerably. “Exactly,” he grinned as if he were glad someone finally understood. “Here,” he added, holding out his reins. Hiiro took them then watched in wonder as the prince proceeded to rip the blond’s pants open at the seam. He kissed him and lifted him and soon the air was filled with the soft sounds the slight little blond always made when he was at his master’s mercy. Hiiro decided to stop making notes on that part of the ‘puzzle board’; he was already out of room. He was having a difficult time keeping his own arousal under control as Duo continued to pleasure his consort for what seemed like hours on end when the sound of hoof beats approaching from behind them caught his attention. He turned to look and found the man that had brought him his horse galloping up to meet them. He glanced at Duo as he explored the blond’s mouth and moved him around on his lap and wondered just exactly how the boy would handle this situation. Somehow he wasn’t all that surprised when Duo ignored the man as he came abreast of him and cleared his throat. “Highness?” the man prompted nervously after a moment. “Hn?” the prince replied absently. “Highness?” the man repeated, grinning at Hiiro. “HN?” Duo grunted. “Highness, I need to speak...” “WHAT!” the prince barked, lifting his head from the blond’s throat to glare at the man. “Forgive the intrusion, your Highness, but I’ve been asked to deliver this to you with all haste.” “Fine,” the prince snapped, snatching the scroll out of the man’s hand and shoving it down the front of his shirt. He stared at him expectantly for a moment then barked, “Well?” “Countess Relena has requested your presence in her carriage,” the man explained. “Tell her Ladyship that I will join her just as soon as I’ve finished here!” the longhaired boy growled through gritted teeth, indicating the blond on his lap. The man actually had to hide his grin. “Perhaps by the dawn then?” he chided. He laughed and ducked out of the way as the prince swung at him then peeled off and headed back the way he had come. “Are you alright” the braided boy asked his consort in a voice that took Hiiro by surprise. There was something in the tone he didn’t understand. The blond nodded his head but he could tell he was holding back tears. Duo tilted his head up so he could kiss him then looked into his huge, cerulean eyes. “Shall I continue?” he asked gently. The blond shook his head and looked back down. “Damn it,” the prince swore. “Here, take him,” he told Hiiro, moving closer so they could transfer him to Hiiro’s mount. Once he was safely secured in the blue eyed boy’s care the prince reined in his mount, turned it and bolted off in the direction they’d come at top speed without another word. Hiiro watched him go for a moment then turned his attention to the boy in his arms. He wasn’t sure what to do. He could drop the boy on the ground and take off in any direction he liked… or he could hang around and see how this all played out. His eyes lighted on the choker around the blond’s neck for a moment. He would stay, for now. At least until he figured out what it was for and how to get the damn thing off. “It’s only to protect you,” the blond said softly. “What does it do?” the blue eyed boy asked. “It protects you,” the blond reiterated coyly. “How?” Hiiro persisted. “Lots of ways,” Hikage replied, squirming around until he was straddling Hiiro’s lap just as he had been doing Duo’s. Hiiro had a feeling there was more to it than that but he had lost the will to question the blond any further as he had begun to nibble on his neck. “What are you doing?” Hiiro whispered, trying to keep his lurching libido at bay. He wasn’t sure this was ok, to be honest. “You don’t like it?” the blond asked, fingering the tie of his trousers. Hiiro groaned in a way that told him he liked it very much. “He won’t mind?” he asked, then moaned again as the blond extracted him from his pants. “He would be disappointed if we didn’t,” he chuckled. “Why were you crying?” Hiiro asked. “Because,” the blond said, lifting himself up enough to slide Hiiro’s cock inside him. Hiiro hissed and dropped the reins, pulling him tighter as he descended. “He had to leave,” he finished in a small whisper. Hiiro didn’t really take the time to contemplate how the blond had known he needed to leave without his even reading the scroll; he was too preoccupied with the sudden heat in his loins. It was the strangest feeling but it felt good. Really, really good. Too damn good to be real. He pressed deeper into the boy’s willingness and found the more he gave the better it felt. The blond was only too happy to give him whatever he wanted and he wanted it all.
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