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"Sacrament"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: Light angst, fluff, non graphic lemons,
AU/Supernatural Romance Pairings: 1x2, 1x(2&3), 1x(2&4),
1x(2&5) or…something but it’s sort of complicated lol,
Implied 3x4 Summary: Hiiro’s life is complicated by the sudden appearance of an otherworldly seduction. "Sacrament"
Part 1 The dreams came every night. I could barely remember them most of the time but it was getting harder to function with so little sleep. I live in a boarder city where I attend college on an advanced scholarship part time while I work on a vocational degree in the metropolis that parallels my home. It took a great deal of work and determination to get where I was before the age of seventeen but I’d managed and it was disheartening to think my achievements might suffer because of a repressed desire I still wasn’t ready to deal with. I sighed and pulled myself from between my damp sheets wishing it wasn’t necessary to visit the bathroom at four in the morning but sleeping with soiled underwear wasn’t very appealing. The dream that had caused my state of unrest was already a distant memory but I recalled being swept away by a passionate tide that ripped the very reason from my mind. It made me laugh while I washed out my shorts and donned new ones because I finally understood why Relena, a girl that had tried relentlessly to gain my affections in high school, had failed. Dating was never top on my priority list but the realization that my partner in the dreams was male opened a few doors in my mind. It also explained why I felt so strange when in the presence of certain people either at work or in class. It was Tuesday and I never got back to sleep so I headed to class later in the morning and was confronted by the first disturbance in my week. His name was Quatre and he had a smile that could light the entire room. I’d never felt comfortable around him but I hadn’t understood the strange feeling until after I started dreaming I was banging some guy. He’s a sweet, little thing with big, blue/green eyes and a heart as big as a whale which kicked my protective tendencies right in the ass. “Good morning, Hiiro,” he offered shying away from the intensity of my gaze and I tried to stop glaring. It wasn’t his fault I suddenly wanted to bend him over the arm of a chair but I couldn’t help the frustration the desire caused inside me. It was completely uncharacteristic of me to think such things so I forced an amiable nod and went about my business. The day went predictably afterward and though I have him in both of my Tuesday classes the work helped deter the unreasonable desires until I turned around to put a book away and almost tripped over a chair. I’d never seen the guy sitting at the table across the room but everything about him screamed ‘fuck me!’ to my mind. He was long and slender, his legs were wrapped in this savory, black denim, his feet adorned with stylish boots and a high necked, form fitting, sleeveless shirt that displayed his perfect physique admirably. I was hard in two seconds flat and looking for a way out but I couldn’t move when his eyes turned slowly my way and I felt it in my thighs when his mouth curled into a comely smile. The dismissal bell rang before my head could implode and convince me that smile wasn’t saying ‘please pound me’ and I used the distraction to break eye contact and gather my things but when I turned back around he was gone. My gaze shifted instantly to Quatre who was looking at me with an expression I’d never seen on his angelic face before, one that tugged at my belly button and forced me to swallow when he moved my way. “Hello, Hiiro,” he greeted but it had never sounded quiet like that before. “Hi,” I returned gathering my bag nervously because he was practically crawling up my chest. “Umm…” “You smell so good,” he breathed and I was suddenly aware the other students had left. “Quatre…?” “I want you so bad,” he whispered then slithered in and kissed me behind the ear instantly setting off a bon fire in my head. “Wait,” I gasped unable to reconcile my sweet classmate with the hungry sex fiend that was licking my ear. “Let me come over tonight,” he insisted backing the request up with a knee to my groin that sent a hot flash down my spine. “All right!” I gasped escaping under the pretence of writing the address down for him. He grinned when he took it and I was left feeling a little like I’d just stepped into the twilight zone. The remainder of the day flew by while my mind played with the possibility that he might actually show up. I had no idea what to do if he did since I’d never actually been with a guy before. I’d never been with a girl come to think of it which left me feeling wholly inadequate and nervous as hell when the doorbell rang later in the evening. “Hi,” I greeted while my mouth went dry. He was wearing this little, pink top with frills along the front and the shortest, reddest hot pants I’d ever seen. “Can I come in?” he smirked leaning his shapely body on one long leg which effectively stole my breath away so I nodded instead of trying to answer and stepped out of the way. “Sweet,” he observed while he looked around my tiny, sparsely furnished apartment. My eyes followed him numbly while my mind tried to find anything of the laughing, young blond I knew in the sultry vision before my eyes but the usual Quatre was completely absent and I felt a shudder run down my spine when he folded into the couch and asked, “Aren’t you going to offer me a drink?” A drink. “Oh, yes,” I nodded wondering where my good sense had gone. “I have vodka and…” “Scrumptious,” he cut in startling me into almost dropping the bottle because he’d followed me to the kitchen and was slinking up beside me. “Let’s share it,” he said pinning me to the counter while he opened the bottle and turned it up then the feeling bled out of my legs when he covered my mouth with his and I felt the burning of it seep down my throat. It was too much, the dreams, the heat and the heady offer he was making weighed me down and suddenly I was kissing him, bending him and his body flexed in my arms. The moment I took control he suddenly came alive wrapping his body around me, his legs enfolding my hips when I lifted him and placed him on the table while I drank the heat dripping from his mouth. I didn’t get it, he didn’t seem like the type and we certainly didn’t know each other well enough for him to have fallen in love but he was like a starving man at the trough. Every time I tried to come up for air he drew me back down, his lips and tongue tasted so good, his skin so hot and salty, the way his hips rotated against mine lit a fire deep inside me that refused to be ignored and the next thing I knew I was stripping him of his pants and diving in for the duration. He hissed when I started to prepare him, his body wriggling with sheer delight and I was taken by the depth of his need. I knew it wasn’t enough, that he wasn’t ready but he wanted it so fucking bad I couldn’t stop myself and pushed slowly inside him. The resultant moan while he arched back, his pale neck shimmering with sweat while his body shook in my arms causing a violent shudder to run through me then he bucked and I was suddenly slamming into him, hooking his leg in my elbow and rutting like a wild animal. “Hiiro!” he hissed and the sound of it ignited inside me, his sweet voice resounding in my mind while I rocked him hard then he trembled and gasped and I felt the incredible heat inside me bubble and rise up just before the world bled to white. He was kissing me hungrily when my mind returned and I drank him in wishing there was some way I could make it last longer but he was apparently thinking along the same lines because his hips were already moving again and I growled when I snatched him up and headed for my bedroom. We spent the night making love in so many different ways I lost count. I couldn’t believe his hunger. It just didn’t seem to matter how hard I was on him or how many times we reached the summit he just kept wanting more. It was early in the morning before exhaustion finally forced us to sleep and when I woke the next day he was gone which left me feeling dubiously odd but I didn’t have time to dwell on it because I was late for work. I thought about him many times during the day but couldn’t figure it out. I wanted to call him but didn’t have his number and laughed at the absurdity of it. I’d spent the night in passionate rapture with him and didn’t even have his phone number. “Hiiro?” “Hn?” I replied to Trowa’s inquiry but the way his hand brushed mine when he laid a folder on my desk jerked my mind back to the present. “Are you ok?” he asked seemingly amused by my nervousness. “Fine,” I assured him beating back the sudden embarrassment when I realized I was looking at his chest. “You seem out of sorts,” he told me going back to his desk but my mind was running circles in my head while I tried to figure out when I started to think of him as sexy. “Just tired,” I evaded jerking my gaze away for fear he might notice the hunger in my eyes but the unease intensified when they lighted on a pair of beautiful, violet eyes outside our office window. “Hiiro?” he inquired when my face bled ghostly pale while I watched the vision of the young man I’d seen the previous day in class slink through the common office outside our window. He was pure poetry in motion, I’d never seen anything more alluring in my life and the way held himself was almost divine. However, the light in his eyes when he turned them slowly to look at me reflected something of a more devious nature and my lap sprang instantly to life. “Hey!” Trowa barked sounding annoyed and I realized I was ignoring him and looked his way. “What is with you today?” he groused. “Sorry,” I offered creasing a brow when I glanced to find the sultry vision outside the window had vanished. “We have a presentation to do?” Trowa prompted tapping his pen impatiently on his desk and I tried to put it out of my mind. It was difficult to function after my night with Quatre because being with him had awakened desires in me that were apparently completely out of control. I’d always thought of Trowa as a handsome guy but all I could think of anymore was how good it would feel to be buried between his thighs. I was becoming a sex fiend! There was no other explanation. Trowa and I had been working together for over six months and I’d never felt that way about him before but I couldn’t keep my eyes off his long legs all afternoon. It was pushing four which was when we quit for the day when my world suddenly shifted just slightly to the left. “Maybe I should come by your place and help you work this out,” he offered in a tone I didn’t believe until I looked up to find this hunger in his eyes. “Wh…what?” I stammered leaning away but he followed me and my blood pressure hit the roof! “You have the sexiest eyes,” he whispered just before he kissed me and I’m afraid I jumped clean out of the chair. He laughed at me while I stood there panting and gaping while he gathered his things and headed for the door. “Ten o’clock,” he smirked over his shoulder and I shivered right down to my toes when his eyes raked down my body before he left. I couldn’t believe it. What in the world was going on? I tried to work it out all evening but it didn’t make any sense at all. First Quatre comes on so strong then Trowa of all people? I was feeling guilty over Quatre but we didn’t actually have a relationship so to speak. We’d only done it once, well, one night anyway but the thought of doing that to Trowa was so odd. I couldn’t deny that I wanted to though and grew ever more uncertain as time passed. By the time ten rolled around I was pacing and jumped two inches off the floor when the doorbell rang. “You came,” I deadpanned because my mind had all but checked out when I opened the door to find him decked out in low rider jeans and a denim jacket with no shirt. He’s quite muscular, not like Quatre’s fine curves but sexy in a very masculine sort of way and I felt my thighs flex when he smile and asked, “Can I come in?” “Sure,” I forced past my dry throat stepping out of his way. I though of the vodka Quatre had asked for but he didn’t bother with the pleasantries and my heart beat doubled when he shed his jacket while he headed for my bedroom. “Coming?” he smirked over his shoulder and I shut the door on autopilot and toddled after him. By the time I entered the bedroom he was mostly naked and crawling into my bed but I couldn’t figure it out. “You um… do this often?” I asked feeling uncomfortable about sleeping with a coworker but the way he was looking at me with that burning emerald gaze was making it less important by the moment. “Only for you,” he smiled laying back to spread his long legs and what was left of my reason shattered and blew away on a hot wind. “That’s it,” he breathed accepting me into his arms when I crawled over him. “Come to me,” he whispered then kissed me and everything went away for awhile. When I woke the next morning I was once again alone in my bed but the shower was running so I relaxed and tried to make since of all the sinful things we’d done during the night. Quatre crossed my mind but I didn’t know what to make of that either so I put it aside and got up. “Hey,” Trowa smiled when he exited the bathroom but I was taken aback by his casual attitude. He was acting just like he always had, the heated light that burned so brightly in his eyes the night before completely absent from his gaze. “Thanks for letting me crash here,” he said toweling his hair dry before donning one of my shirts. “I never could hold my liquor.” Liquor? I hadn’t notice the smell of liquor on him but that didn’t mean he wasn’t drunk. Did he even remember what we’d done? “I’ll catch the train to work,” he was saying but something wasn’t right. “You have class today, right?” “Ah!” I gasped when I turned and came face to face with the violet eyed vision from the day before and ended up sprawled all over the floor while I gaped at his smirking face. “Are you ok?” Trowa asked looking at me as if I’d lost my mind. “Who are you!?” I demanded then bit my lip because not only had Trowa looked at the bed then questioned my sanity with a glance but the sultry vision on the bed curled revealing a three feet long, pointed tail attached to his shapely rear. “Are you sure you’re ok?” Trowa asked putting on his shoes. “F…fine,” I replied though I wasn’t sure of the statement because I was looking at something that he obviously couldn’t see. “All right,” he sighed grabbing one of my button ups. “I’ll see you at work tomorrow then,” he said before exiting while I sat on my bedroom floor and stared into the most vivid violet eyes I’d ever seen. “Who are you?” I reiterated hoping like hell I hadn’t actually lost my mind. “You know me,” he smirked rolling over to spread his long legs and my mind recognized the motion instantly. I’d seen it in Quatre’s manor, embraced in my dreams and felt it in Trowa’s body too many times to be mistaken. “You,” I gasped realizing instantly that here was the answer to the riddle. “Damn, you’re incredible!” he praised running his hands down his curvy body to his groin and mine sat up. “I don’t understand,” I confessed though I had a sinking feeling. “How…?” “Possession,” he smiled licking his lips while he rolled over to crawl toward me. “You used them to…?” I couldn’t even say it. “It was delicious,” he grinned laying on the end of the bed to leer at me. “Why would you do that?” I asked at a loss as to how I was supposed to act around Quatre and Trowa. “Because I can’t have you any other way,” he sighed sadly and though I knew it was so terribly wrong for him to have used others in that way I wanted to sympathize. “What…are you?” I asked noting the swishing tail that drifted above him. “Just a demon,” he smiled. “A what?” This was getting way too weird. “You don’t believe in me,” he chuckled rolling over to sit up and I was suddenly confronted with is sinful body. “It’s a little far fetched,” I reasoned levering myself off the floor. “Maybe you’ve just lost your mind then,” he giggled gliding across the floor to light on the dresser I was taking my clothes out of. “Please don’t do that,” I sighed feeling the gravitational pull egging me closer to his sultry body. “What?” he smiled tilting his head just so, his long legs draped over the edge of the dresser while his eyes fanned the flames deep inside me. I was angry with him for using us like that but everything about him begged to be nailed so I thought ‘fuck it’ and reached out to grab him but ended on the floor instead while he laughed his ass of. “See?” he chuckled moving with inhuman grace to the bed while I pulled myself from the floor. “You can’t touch me because I don’t actually exist in your world.” “Where are you?” I asked wholly put out by the development. “The netherworld,” he sighed. “Why can I see you?” “Because I cheat,” he grinned rolling onto my bed to sprawl all over it and I was suddenly very frustrated. “Find a way to come here,” I reasoned sitting beside him while my eyes drank in his long body and set a fire in my belly. “And I’ll be happy to accommodate you.” “You’re insatiable,” he laughed but his eyes were crackling with excitement. “I’m young,” I countered trying to touch his taunt stomach but my hand passed right through. “I can’t,” he sighed closing his eyes. “It’s strictly forbidden to interact with humans.” “This isn’t interaction?” I snorted recalling how he’d used Trowa to rock my world. His smile curled at the corners when he reiterated, “I cheat.” “Cheat some more,” I begged falling on him but ended up with an arm full of sheets. “I can’t enter the human world,” he sighed getting up so he wasn’t within me. “But I’ll come visit you again.” “What’s your name?” I asked wishing with all my heart to hold some part of him as my own. “Duo,” he smiled so softly I felt a tremor in my heart. “Duo,” I repeated loving the sound of it on my tongue. “I’m…” “Hiiro,” he cut me off and I felt a desperation grip me when he started to fade away. “Wait!” I pleaded reaching for him but there was only air then he was gone. By the time I was ready for class I wasn’t sure I hadn’t lost my mind. How could I have actually met a sultry demon who was so intent on having me he’d used two of my colleagues to make it happen? I wondered at the need that simmered inside me and knew on some level my reaction was because Duo had been in possession of their bodies at the time because when I saw Quatre in class the desire to pound him to mince meat was absent from my mind. I hoped he wouldn’t remember like Trowa but he kept glancing at me and staring out of the corner of his eye until I was scared some remnant of our night together had stayed with him. Considering what I’d done to him it was making me so nervous that when he stepped up behind me and softly called my name the beaker in my hand went sailing right over his head. “Are you ok?” he asked wide eyed while I flushed scarlet and tried to compose myself. “Yeah, fine,” I lied praying he didn’t actually remember what I’d done to those supple lips two nights past. “Did you need something?” “Well,” he breathed while his pretty eyes shied away and I felt those protective tendencies reach up and latch onto my ass. “I was wondering if you might like to get a cup of coffee?” “Coffee?” I echoed fighting the fear that he might remember. “Yes,” he smiled. “Why?” I knew I’d cut him the moment I said it because his face flushed and his eyes fell to the floor and I slapped myself mentally for being such a cad. “Sorry,” I soothed. “It’s just we don’t really know each other but sure.” It was the least I could do after having used him like that. He smiled so we stopped after class in the campus coffee shop and talked for a little while. I got the feeling he was fishing and wondered constantly if he would suddenly remember how I’d rocked his world but he just kept telling me of his family, his sisters and the colony he was born on. I returned the favor informing him of my lack of a family and we discovered we had more in common that I originally thought. He was my age which meant he was advanced for his years since he was in the same program as me but his specialty was biomachanics where mine lay in information technology. It wasn’t until the end of our visit that things took a turn for the worse and he started averting his eyes when we spoke until I knew something was up. “Hiiro,” he said while I inspected the check and my blood ran cold just from the sound of his tone. “What?” I breathed taking a swallow of my water to clear my throat. “I don’t know,” he replied crinkling his brow in a way that reminded me of how he looked when I…”But it’s like I know you somehow.” “Really?” I inquired evasively pulling my wallet to lay down a tip for our waitress. “Yes,” he breathed but seemed at a loss as to why. “Would you mind if I came by to visit?” “Wh…what?” I stammered checking his eyes carefully for any sign of mischievous coercion but there was nothing of Duo within them. “I know it’s forward of me but I can’t shake this feeling that somehow I know you,” he said and the painful confusion in his voice just killed me. “It’s all right,” I soothed wishing there was some other way but I had to help him get through it since I was essentially the cause. He beamed at me in a way that made me regret the tawdry things I’d done to him because his soul was as pure as morning sunshine when he looked at me like that. However, memories of our night together haunted my mind for the rest of the day and though I knew it was Duo’s spirit that had infused my mind with such passion it was definitely Quatre’s body I’d held in my arms. Somewhere in the back of the seedy part of my mind that Duo had awakened I secretly harbored the hope that we might fall into the mire once again. “Hi,” he smiled when I opened the door and any dark desire I’d had about our visit crumbled and blew away. He was Quatre in every aspect of the word and I couldn’t help the stab of disappointment that pricked my heart at Duo’s absence. Guilt over the desire soon followed forcing me to put the unreasonable need aside and invite my new friend in. He kept looking at my apartment oddly noticing the color of the drapes and especially the texture of the table where his hand repeatedly caressed the hard wood surface as if his mind was trying to grasp its familiarity so I suggested we move to the living room and catch the news. Conversation with him wasn’t that difficult since we studied the same subjects but there was an awkwardness between us I knew was caused partly by my inability to banish visions of his impassioned face from my mind. “What is it?” he asked after a time while the news caster droned on and I’m afraid I tensed because I’d been fighting off images of him splayed across my bed. “Hn?” I evaded. “Nothing, just tired I guess.” “It is getting late,” he sighed and I felt something wholly indecent flutter through the air. “I guess I should go.” “Will you be all right on the train?” I asked glad for the reprieve but I didn’t like the idea of him traveling alone at night. “I brought my car,” he explained getting up to gather his things. “Oh,” I replied uncertainly wiping the dampness on my palms on my pants. “I could walk you down.” “I’m not your date,” he chuckled but the comment washed warmly over the images in my mind and before I realized it my eyes had taken a trip south and caught his eye. “Hiiro?” he breathed suddenly flushing prettily. “Damn it,” I sighed running a hand through my hair. “Look,” I began intent on explaining my odd behavior to him but before I could utter another word he was in my arms kissing me so passionately I lost the feeling in my toes. “Quatre?” I gasped but he was all over me, nibbling on my mouth and ears, his hand moving with practiced ease to all the right places to drive me completely out of control and I realized when I forced him back and looked into his eyes they no longer reflected Quatre’s mind. “Duo?!” His lips spread in a decidedly evil grin and the amethyst light in his eyes scorched the very fiber of my soul then he lunged forward and claimed my mouth and a moment later I was doing everything in my power to claim him body and soul. I knew somewhere deep down under the burning desire it wasn’t really Quatre I hungered for because I hadn’t felt that kind of need for him without Duo’s presence but his body was appealing and when coupled with Duo’s sinful personality it was all I could do to keep from breaking him in two. I was once again swept away in an irresistible tide and drowned in his incumbent heat. I couldn’t believe the things I did to him once it was over and wondered at the healing capabilities of the human body. “Are you all right?” I asked knowing by instinct alone that Duo was still in control but it wasn’t his body I’d been creeping with for the past six hours. “Mmm,” he moaned rolling over to snuggle me and I pulled him tight. “I didn’t hurt you?” I persisted because as much as Duo wanted to be pounded through the floor I wasn’t so sure Quatre was up for the after effects. “Don’t worry so much,” he chuckled while he licked at my ear and everything suddenly started over again. “You can’t hurt him while I’m here,” he assured me and for whatever reason I believed him so I rolled him over and nailed him one more time. ~ * ~ tbc... |
