Type: Romance, Humor, Angst, Citrus, AU
Warnings: Yaoi, Language, Citrus
Disclaimer: Not mine
Notes: You guys should all know by now I can't write citrus worth crap...
Arranged Marriage + Part 3
Wufei sighed heavily as he
met his eyes in the mirror. He didn't like what he saw. He saw an angry,
depressed, obedient boy being forced into a marriage he neither wanted
nor sought, to a boy he didn't know and was positive, would never like.
And still...an involuntary moan slipped through his lips as he remembered
Duo. He wanted the sensuous youth more than he wanted anything in his
life. Oh God, what he would do to have the braided boy at his mercy, screaming
his name as he-Wufei stopped and shook his head, not wanting to continue
the thought. His hands trembled as he carefully buttoned the remaining
buttons of his silk shirt and turned to avoid the both sorrowful and wanting
look in his eyes.
Wufei stiffened immediately as he heard the door creak open and the light
sound of slender feet touching the ground. He knew who this was. "Duo,"
he hissed, forcing himself not to turn and gaze at the youth. "You
shouldn't be here."
"Why not?" That voice...oh, it sent chills down his spine! A
shiver descended down his spine as he ached at the memory of Duo saying
his name. A low, husky whisper in his ear, the tone suggesting so much
more than was said.
"Bad luck to see the bride," Wufei answered in a low voice,
his hands curving into fists with self-loathing. Damn himself for wanting
the wanton boy standing behind him!
"But no one ever said the bride couldn't see the groom," Duo
whispered, wrapping his arms around Wufei's waist and pressing tender
kisses along his jaw line. Wufei stiffened at his touch and Duo laughed,
a low mocking sound. "What is it Wufei? Are you feeling guilty now
that the wedding's so close? Are you getting cold feet?" There was
no answer as Wufei did his best to steady his breathing and quickening
heartbeat. Duo laughed again, "You didn't seem to mind my touch last
night when I had you on this very bed, wriggling beneath me and begging
Wufei turned and glared at him, his eyes full of hot, angry fire. "I
hate you," he said clearly. "I hate you so God-damned, fucking
much it hurts."
"But you want me," Duo whispered, his eyes widening, giving
him a false illusion of childish innocence.
"I do. I want you so bad it hurts, too," Wufei agreed, sliding
his arms around Duo, over the boy's muscular thighs, over his firm ass
and up his back to clasp around his neck. Duo inhaled sharply as Wufei
"Um," Duo whimpered as Wufei's lips moved down his jaw line,
down his neck and over his collarbone, nipping fiercely as a sort of punishment
whenever the cries got to loud.
"Shh, don't want our parents to hear, do we?" Wufei asked, his
seemingly tender tone holding and underlying vein of mockery.
"No, we don't," Duo, breathed out as Wufei's nimble fingers
undid the buttons on the bridal gown he was wearing. "No we don't,"
he repeated as Wufei's fingers ravaged his chest and torso, pinching tender
areas hard enough to bring tears and then soothing them with a hot pink
tongue at the hurt area before biting again, drawing both blood and tears
Both boys were highly aroused by then, but it was with great conviction
that Wufei pushed Duo away from him. "Go," he ordered, turning
to hide the sudden, surprising tears that had sprung to his eyes. "Get
out of here."
"Don't you intend to finish?' Duo asked coyly, even as he began to
re-button his dress.
"I said get out of here!" Wufei yelled, whirling around and
reaching his hand out as if he was going to hit Duo.
Duo's own hand flung out and caught Wufei around the wrists, dragging
his hands in between them. "You don't have to love me. You don't
have to like me. But you do have to marry me and because of that,
I want you to respect me," Duo told him quietly. "I can already
tell you're a spoilt brat who's used to people falling over themselves
for you and always having your own way. But I'm also a spoilt brat and
let me assure you, you'll have to search a long ways to find a meaner
and angrier one than me."
Wufei stared at him, his lips twitching as if he were holding back words.
He was shocked, angry and at a lost for words as Duo clasped his wrists
so and gazed directly into his eyes. No one had ever dared look into his
eyes before...it was so unnerving to have this white-faced, tight-lipped
boy look into his eyes. Duo's eyes flashed violet fire and grew harder
as he added, clutching Wufei's wrists tighter, his nails digging into
the tender flesh of his exposed wrist.
"I can guarantee we won't be have the perfect marriage or life,"
Duo promised. "But if you have the tiniest smidgen of respect for
me and I for you, I think we'll be okay." And with that, he shoved
Wufei away and stalked away, slamming the door behind him.
Wufei collapsed immediately onto his bed, visibly trembling as he stared
at his wrists. They were chafed red where Duo had gripped them and white
marks had been left by his nails, marring the perfect caramel tone of
his skin. He embraced himself tightly, trying to stop his trembling as
he spoke out loud, making promises to thin air.
"I do respect you, Duo. I respect you, I'm frightened of you, and
I want you. And mostly...I'm intrigued by you."
Sitting there, hugging himself and trembling, Wufei made a resolution.
He was going to unravel the enigma of Duo Maxwell even if it took him
a lifetime to do so.
Duo chewed his lip nervously only an hour later that afternoon as he knelt
besides Wufei to receive the priest's blessing before their marriage ceremony.
His gaze flitted nervously around the room, only to land on his future
husband. A slight smile touched his lips as he watched Wufei's own nervous
gaze flicker about the room. Suddenly, their eyes met and a slight gasp,
so quiet that the only one who heard it was the small insect fluttering
past him, left Duo's lips. Pig-headed, arrogant, mulish Wufei looked every
bit as scared, nervous, and depressed as he did. The sudden realization
sunk in then. Wufei hadn't wanted to be married either. Wufei would have
been perfectly happy left alone buried beneath his books and schooling.
Wufei wanted this no more than he did...sudden sympathy crept into Duo's
heart as he watched the Asian youth part his lips and lick them nervously.
And suddenly, much to suddenly, the priest was telling them to rise and
the marriage ceremony was beginning. And then, too soon, too quickly,
the priest was telling Wufei to kiss him and he didn't even register the
kiss, didn't hear the priest present the newly married couple, didn't
hear the congratulations or see the terrified look on Wufei's face...he
was just there. Not feeling, not hearing, not registering anything.
The rest of the day passed in a blur. The wedding reception went on for
hours, immediately following the ceremony. When later asked to recount
on their experience, neither one could account for them. They could only
explain that the wedding reception had passed in a haze, that they were
not altogether there.
But they could describe the wedding night in great detail.
"This should be interesting," Duo remarked, watching his new
husband cross the length of their stateroom in nothing but a pair of loose
silk pants. For the first week of their honeymoon, they were on a ship...and
after that, they had no idea where they were going. Their parents had
wanted it to be a 'surprise'...
"What's that supposed to mean?" Wufei asked sharply, spinning
around, his hair fluttering out around him like a black cloud.
"Exactly what I said. Tonight should be interesting," Duo said
"We shouldn't...not when we don't care for each other," Wufei
"You didn't seem to mind feelings last night when you had me su-"
"Shut up!' Wufei cried, whirling around again to face Duo, effectively
ending the sentence. "Just shut up! It was a mistake last night!"
"But..." Duo smirked. "It was a wonderful one." And
with that, he kissed his husband.
Wufei moaned as he felt the rapidly becoming familiar touch of Duo's mouth
against his, his tongue sliding like silk over his lips and into his mouth,
gently worshipping his tongue and lips. And it was as if in slow motion
as their clothing fell quietly to the ground, sounding very slightly like
falling leaves. And then, Duo's kiss became more forceful, driving Wufei
backwards until he fell onto the bed, bringing Duo with him.
The two struggled like that for a long moment, lips, tongue, and hot bodies
invading each other, learning each other, both wanting to dominate this,
neither one wanting to give in. But finally, with a small, sharp cry,
Wufei fell back against the mounds of pillows stacked on their bed, his
hair fanned out about him like black waves; his eyes slightly glazed over
as Duo ravaged his body.
"What?" Wufei wondered out loud as Duo suddenly took possession
of his hand. What in the world could he want with that?
"You know, Wufei," Duo whispered softly, caressing Wufei's hands
lightly as he spoke, "I think your hands are definitely what appeal
to me the most about you."
"What?" Wufei repeated, looking at Duo blankly.
"Your hands. I love them. They're so slender and gentle-looking...I
can easily imagine them playing a stringed instrument like a violin or
a harp...but I can also see them flying out in rage, ready to kill whoever
struck that deep cord of anger within you. And..." Duo's tone leavened
out and became soft as he continued rubbing Wufei hands, exploring his
fingers and palm. "I can see them on my body, making me beg for more."
A soft whine left Wufei's lips as Duo slowly took possession of his fingers
with his mouth, bathing them with soft kisses and suckling on them gently.
A slow smirk spread across Duo's lips as he nipped gently at the pulse
beating beneath Wufei's skin, then moving slowly up his arm and over his
chest, nipping and kissing each smooth bit of flesh he found.
"Duo," Wufei whispered the name in a shaky voice as Duo hands
flew over his body, followed more slowly by a warm mouth. "Duo...!"
he repeated, his voice a low moan as the youth continued his pillage on
his body, down at his thigh by then, kissing and licking at the hot flesh.
"Shhh," Duo murmured, sidling up his body and pressing a fierce
kiss to his lips. "You'll wake the whole ship!"
"I don't care," Wufei growled, reaching out and bringing his
lips to Duo's with a fierce, brutal motion. "I don't care."
"Yes you do," Duo whispered even as Wufei protested vehemently.
"You care too much."
And with that, with a sudden, brisk movement, Duo penetrated the Asian
struggling beneath him and the two raced and fought towards heights that
neither one had ever anticipated.
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