With the Demons + Part 16 (cont)
"I think Odin's got Sally
in the palm of his hand, which means Catherine, her wolves and the rest
of Sally's group are his too. Lucrezia seems pretty pissed off with what
Mariemeia tried to do, which suggests that she wasn't in on THAT part
of the plan. Mariemeia's gone missing - again. Odin's after me, or more
specifically, my power, and probably wants to off Lucrezia and Mariemeia,
or use Lucrezia for something. She might be involved in some way that
we don't even have a clue about. And Odin's got some serious issues with
Heero, too. So what do we do? Which one do we deal with first?" Duo
stopped, sagging back onto the pillows. Talk about up to your neck in
Duo looked up and saw Heero standing just inside the gauzy curtain. "How
do ya figure that?" He'd decided to deal with Heero later. Of course,
he came to that decision a few hours ago, which made now, later. He felt
his headache stirring up again.
"He tried to kill you," Heero said. Duo kept his mouth shut,
wisely neglecting to mention the fact that Heero had tried to kill him,
too . . . and the fact that he was presently sitting smack dab in the
middle of Heero's bed. The chances that he'd end up in Odin's bed? Not
bloody likely. Attempting to murder him wasn't really Duo's idea of effective
Something must have shown on Duo's face, because Quatre was suddenly standing,
heading out the door. "It's close to dawn," he said by way of
explanation. He closed the door with a soft click, and the sound seemed
remarkably like the clang of prison bars to Duo.
"Shit," Duo said under his breath. He didn't want to be alone
with the damn vamp again. He slipped his hand underneath the pillow, wrapping
his fingers around the Glock's grip for comfort. Duo would have to remember
to thank Wufei appropriately for giving it to him. He wasn't one hundred
percent sure that he wouldn't have to shoot someone. Having the option
made him feel that much better.
Heero remained standing, giving no indication that he knew of the gun's
location. He was unnaturally still, silent, like a stone statue; his face
betrayed no emotion. It was then that Duo realized how animated the vampire
had become. Now, he was the same as before. Cold and quiet. And insanely
"What do you want?" Duo asked quietly.
"Many things. Right now, however . . . ." Heero stalked towards
the bed, moving in his own cloud of barely contained violence.
"Stop." Duo fingered the gun's grip nervously. Could he really
trust him? Now that he was thinking straight, he really didn't want the
vampire to touch him. Every time he did, they managed to get sidetracked.
Sure, he lusted after the vamp. He could admit that much to himself, no
sense trying to hide it. And sure, having sex with the vamp would be all
fine and dandy, in a mildly mind-blowing way. Hell, he could even admit
that being surround by the vamp's body and that really damn arousing scent
that seemed to follow him everywhere would be more than a little bit nice.
And it seemed trying to think of Heero as only 'the vamp' really wasn't
Damned if he was going to tell Heero any of that. Especially now.
"Don't come near me," Duo said. Okay, Heero stopped moving.
Good. Duo was about two seconds away from drawing the gun. Not so good.
If he pulled a weapon on the vamp now, he was pretty sure he would be
aiming to kill. And the little voices in Duo's head were jumping around
Logic: You don't want to shoot the vamp, he protected you . . . wait a
second. He also tried to kill you. Uh oh. We have a problem here.
Lust: You don't want to shoot the vamp, look at him! He's sex on two legs!
Think about it. Four thousand years of life, he's got to know more than
a few good tricks.
Practicality: You want to shoot the vamp. He's dangerous.
Hmm . . . tie. Also not good.
"Duo?" Heero was looking at him oddly.
Whoops, forgot he was there for a moment. Right. Vampire, gun. To kill,
or not to kill, that is the question. For surely, 'tis nobler-
"Duo?" Heero said again.
Looking up, Duo realized that Heero had somehow made it to the side of
the bed and was staring down at him with a puzzled expression on his face.
Ever get the feeling your own mind had started working against you?
"Yeah, yeah, waddaya want?" Duo asked, his hand relaxing around
the gun for the moment.
"What do you want, Duo?" Heero countered.
Well. That was unexpected. Lets see . . . what did he want. Happiness?
Security? A really good supernatural fuck? Decisions, decisions.
"That's the sixty four thousand dollar question, isn't it?"
Duo said, glancing up and catching sight of burning blue flames. Oh no,
you don't . . . he looked away quickly, focusing on Heero's shoulder.
"You don't know?"
Amazing deductive powers this vampire possessed. "Nope, not a fucking
clue. Why don't we start with you, huh?" Wait a second. That sounded
like he said he wanted Heero. Time to rephrase. Freudian slip? What's
that? "Why don't you tell me what you want."
"Looking at you now, Duo, and knowing that you have your hand on
the gun, ready to kill me, I think it's too late for what I want."
Well, now that that's taken care of . . . . "I'll just be on my merry
little way, then," Duo said, tossing the sheet off of himself and
scooting over to the other side of the bed.
"No," Heero growled, and suddenly Duo was thrust back against
the bed with one very determined vampire on top of him and the gun lying
abandoned somewhere under the pillows.
"Get the fuck off of me!" Duo shouted, trying to get some leverage
to push Heero away. The vampire had his wrists pinned on either side of
his head and was using his lower body to press Duo into the mattress.
Unbidden, the image of what they had done earlier that night in his own
apartment swam before his eyes. Duo felt his blood rush and body tighten
in response, making him hard. Heero's groin was pressed into Duo's, and
he couldn't stop the moan that escaped his lips.
"I know you want me, Duo, I can taste it," Heero said, softer
Duo heard the words dimly through the rapid beating of his heart. He felt
his power stir inside him, waking in response to Heero. "Yeah, so
"Why are you fighting me?" he asked.
"You tried to kill me," Duo snarled back, pissed off with himself
and his reaction to Heero.
"I tried to protect what's mine," Heero replied. "Quatre,
Trowa . . . Wufei. Everyone."
"You lied to me."
"I didn't know the entire truth."
"You used me against your enemies."
"I tried to protect you from your own."
"I don't need a fucking babysitter!"
"What do you need?"
Duo opened his mouth, ready with a sharp retort before Heero's question
had really sunk in. "A vacation," he snapped.
Heero shook his head. "What do you need?"
"I don't know."
"What do you want?"
I don't KNOW!
What do you want? Heero insisted, his face hovering mere inches
"I want you to shut the fuck up and kiss me, dammit!" Duo's
eyes widened when he realized what he had said. Well, shit.
Heero didn't waste any time in asking if Duo was certain or had realized
just what he had said. The vampire dipped his head down and fiercely captured
Duo's lips with his own. He forced his mouth open with teeth and tongue,
a groan of satisfaction echoing deep from within his throat when Duo responded
by tangling his own tongue with Heero's.
Duo pressed himself hard against Heero, the sharp points of fangs against
his lips. The heat of the vampire's body surrounded him and he felt Heero's
erection hard against his own. Duo groaned as he thrust up against Heero,
his legs unconsciously parting. The vampire's tongue plunged into his
mouth, tasting him. The sharp tip of a fang pricked Duo's bottom lip,
and he tasted his own blood.
Heero groaned, drawing Duo's lip into his mouth. He shuddered, then pulled
back, watching Duo's eyelashes flutter over dazed eyes. The power between
them was muted, still flowing just below the surface, waiting for release.
"What do you want?" Heero repeated.
Tugging one of his hands out of Heero's grip, Duo reached up and curled
his fingers in the soft hair at the base of his neck, pulling Heero's
head down. He brushed his lips over Heero's, then swiped his tongue over
them in a wet line.
"I want you to touch me," Duo whispered against Heero's mouth
before he slipped his tongue between the vampire's lips and the almost
delicate points of his fangs. He brushed his tongue over the line of Heero's
teeth; pressed their mouths harder together and stroked his tongue over
Heero's. He felt his body grow impossibly hot, overcome with the urge
to have everything Heero could offer.
Heero released Duo's other hand, skimming his own down Duo's arm and leaving
it resting flat on his chest. He rubbed his palm over the silken shirt,
making Duo's nipples pebble hard. He broke away, slipping his hands under
the cloth and dragging it over Duo's head. With the shirt now lost amongst
the sheets, Heero looked down at him. Cobalt eyes gone impossibly dark
with lust, he smoothed his hands over Duo's chest, tracing the sharp planes
and curves, down to where the red silk rested low on his hips.
Duo shivered, and it had nothing to do with being cold. Heero's eyes were
like a weight against his skin, following the invisible trail left behind
by his hands. The vampire lowered his head again, this time licking a
wet path across Duo's body where silk met skin. Moving up slowly, he nuzzled
Duo's stomach, taking in the scent of his skin. He traced a circle around
Duo's navel, dipped his tongue inside with quick, light touches.
Another fine tremble ran though him when Heero started moving up again,
his tongue hot against Duo's skin. He stopped at one of Duo's nipples,
hovering just above it. His eyes rolled up, met Duo's cloudy gaze. Breathing
a puff of warm air over the small bud, he said, "What do you want?"
before closing his mouth over it and teasing it with lips and tongue.
He rolled it between his teeth gently, then bit down with enough force
to make Duo feel the hard tips of his fangs.
Duo had to swallow twice before he found his voice. "I want you to
taste me," he breathed, cupping Heero's face in his hands and pulling
him up. The vampire made a small sound of need, borne of a hunger for
Duo's sex and blood. He laid light kisses over Duo's collarbone, moving
steadily up to the soft skin of his neck.
Heero's scent surrounded him, spicy, hot . . . dark and intoxicating.
He felt Heero's cheek rub against his, then the vampire's hot breath brushed
against his neck. Heero nuzzled him with his nose, tongue darting out
to lick the small marks where he had tasted Duo before.
Power sang through Duo in a rush, no longer buried deep inside him but
reaching to the surface, straining towards Heero. His vision dimmed, stained
a blue that mirrored the fire in Heero's eyes. He felt Heero's fangs sink
into him, suggestive even in that little movement, and Duo arched up,
pressing himself against the vampire. Velvet energy caressed him, inside
and out, touching him intimately. Heero's fangs withdrew, but the power
stayed, growing stronger as he drew Duo's blood and power out of his body
and into his own.
Duo rocked his body against Heero's, small whimpers filling the air around
them. Heero shifted above him, bringing one knee between the braided man's
legs and pressing against his arousal. Duo's mouth fell open in a sharp
gasp. He felt as if he would burn up, caught between the pleasure of his
power and Heero's touch.
Heero slid his arms underneath him, then rolled so that Duo was on top
of him, sprawled over his chest. He laid a gentle kiss over the tiny pinpricks
on Duo's neck, then let his hands slip down to grip Duo's hips. "What
do you want?" he asked as he dipped his hands just inside the waistband
of Duo's pants and ran heated fingers over his skin.
Duo pushed himself up on his arms, hands splayed against the black sheets.
He looked down at Heero and murmured, "I want . . . ." as he
settled back on his knees, tugging Heero's shirt up. The vampire grasped
the hem and quickly stripped it off, tossing it aside.
"I want . . ." he said, leaning forward again and rubbing his
erection over Heero's. Duo pumped his hips slowly, gaining speed as Heero's
breathing became more and more ragged. He felt the energy flowing between
them grow in waves, slacking off then surging upwards again, stealing
Duo's breath and tearing animal sounds from his throat.
Beneath him, Heero rocked up, meeting Duo's thrusts with his own. His
grip tightened on Duo's hips, slowing him down. Dropping his hands lower
to run over Duo's spread thighs, he asked again, "What do you want?"
His voice was low and husky. It sent tiny shivers coursing through Duo.
"I want you," Duo said, pushing himself back up. He ran his
hands over Heero's chest, stopping when he came to the barrier of his
leather pants. Unlacing the ties, he pushed the pants down, revealing
Heero's erection to eager eyes. Duo wrapped both hands around him, his
breathing speeding up in anticipation. Heero was almost painfully hard,
heavy in his hands. Duo ran his hand over Heero's arousal slowly, spreading
the small droplets of liquid that appeared at the tip. "I want you."
Heero's grip tightened, his fingers digging into Duo's legs. Duo released
his erection, getting to his knees to push his own pants down. The silk
pooled on top of the sheets, crimson on black. Heero growled, hands sliding
up to caress the skin of Duo's lower back and buttocks. Settling down
over Heero's body again, Duo brushed their naked erections together. The
vampire's breath hissed out.
"I want you," Duo said again, reaching behind himself and grasping
Heero's hands, "to touch me." He drew one of Heero's hands back
around, bringing it up to his mouth. He slipped two of Heero's fingers
into his mouth, licking and teasing them with his tongue. He kept his
eyes on Heero's, watching the power and lust flow through them. Letting
the fingers slip out of his mouth, Duo moved Heero's hand behind him,
pushing it towards the cleft of his ass. "I want you to fuck me."
Heero groaned, running his fingers over the tight ring of muscle surrounding
Duo's entrance. Duo let go of Heero's hand, using his own to spread himself
open. The vampire slid lower on the bed, drawing one hand back around
and slipping it between Duo's legs, pressing on the soft patch of skin
just below his opening.
Duo's legs shook under him. His eyes threatened to close and he fought
to keep them open. Heero started to lazily circle his entrance with a
finger, dipping just the tip inside. Duo pushed back, crying out when
he felt Heero's entire finger inside him. He caught himself on his hands,
bracing himself above Heero. The vampire pushed his finger deep inside,
moving it in and out slowly. Duo spread his legs wider, his head falling
forward. Heero withdrew his finger, then pushed back inside with two.
He massaged Duo's entrance, making Duo moan each time he pressed deeper.
Using the heels of his hands, Heero forced Duo's buttocks apart, then
pushed the tips of two opposite fingers inside and pulled gently, widening
his tight opening.
Hurry up, Duo panted, wetting his lips. He lifted a hand,
making a vague gesture. "Give me - !" his sentence was cut short
by a harsh cry when Heero's fingers plunged into him, making his back
arch sharply. Duo pushed back, rocking his hips into the vampire's hand.
"Lubricant," he ground out from between clenched teeth.
One of Heero's hands ghosted down Duo's leg, leaving a burning trail in
its wake. He stretched out, reaching for the drawer and emerging with
a small jar. He pushed it into Duo's hand. Duo fumbled with the cap, finally
opening the jar and dipping his fingers inside. Reaching between their
bodies, he wrapped his hand around Heero's erection, smoothing the cool
gel over his length. He teased the tip, felt the heated shaft twitch in
his grasp. Duo moved his hips, placing the vampire's arousal resting against
the cleft of his ass.
Heero made a guttural sound somewhere between a grunt and a moan and withdrew
his fingers. The tip of his erection pressed against Duo's sensitive opening,
then pushed slowly inside. Duo rose up, bracing himself on Heero's shoulders,
then pushed down, feeling himself widen and stretch. Heero's eyes were
fixed on Duo's, his kiss-swollen lips parted.
Duo smiled; lust clouded eyes and heavy lids transforming his expression
into something decadent. Tendrils of hair had worked loose from his braid,
spilling down over his neck and chest. He met Heero's gaze and let gravity
take over, dropping his hips and forcing Heero's erection fully inside
him. Duo whimpered sharply, his nails digging into the vampire's heated
Mouth falling open in a cry of pleasure, Heero snapped his hips up to
meet Duo. He gripped Duo's ass, holding him up effortlessly. Without pause,
he started to thrust, pushing himself deep, only to withdraw and then
plunge deeper. Duo's back arched, his head tossed back as his cries escalated
into full-throated shouts. The burning flow of energy surged forward with
a vengeance; passed over and through him. His vision faded at the edges
until there was only Heero and himself, consumed by lust and power.
Dimly, Duo felt himself being lifted up and turned around; Heero's erection
sliding completely out. He managed a desperate, No! then felt
his back press against Heero's chest as he was set down in the vampire's
lap. Heero lifted him again, his erection slipping easily back inside
Gasping, Duo reached down and tangled his fingers in the sheets. Heero's
arousal pushed so much deeper now, pressing firmly against a spot hidden
inside him that made his entire body pulse and burn with pleasure.
Heero plunged himself into Duo again and again, his breath escaping in
sharp groans. Duo writhed against him, nonsense sounds falling from swollen
lips. Heero groaned loudly, pushing deep inside Duo and wrapping an arm
tightly across his chest. His erection pulsed and Duo felt him come, spilling
heated liquid into him with a strangled cry. Power surged through Duo
in waves, stealing his breath. Heero's other hand found its way to Duo's
arousal even as he bit down on the braided man's neck.
Mouth falling open in a breathless, silent scream, Duo came, coating Heero's
hand with his essence. The burning energy grew larger and still larger,
engulfing him until he couldn't see, hear or think, only feel. Then it
broke, exploding over him in a rush, and finally he found his voice. Duo's
skin burned with power as he cried out; a sound base and primitive, filled
with pleasure. His hand flew to Heero's head, holding him immobile with
lips pressed to Duo's throat.
Duo's head fell back, his chest rising and falling rapidly as he fought
to regain his breath. Heero held him in his lap, face buried in the warm,
soft hair at the base of Duo's neck. He breathed deeply, resting there
for a moment; then gently lifted the exhausted Duo, laying him down on
the cooler sheets.
Duo made a small sound of disappointment, which was cut off abruptly as
he felt Heero slide out of him. He took a deep breath, turning his head
to face the vampire and slowly cracked open an eye, somewhat relieved
and disappointed that his vision was normal once again. A man had a limited
amount of strength, and being with Heero severely taxed Duo's.
"My ne-" Duo's voice was rough and failed him before he could
finish his sentence. He grinned, swallowed and tried again. "My neck
is going to be one big hickey," he stated.
Heero curled himself around Duo, spooning him, and brushed his fingers
over the red-stained skin. His eyes flickered from neck to face and he
smiled. Not a happy smile, although he did look decidedly content, but
a secret little smirk that suggested he was thinking about a repeat performance.
Duo opened his mouth to head off that idea right away, at least until
after a short nap. Ten minutes should do it. That was about as long as
Duo was willing to wait.
The vampire took that opportunity to kiss him, sliding his tongue easily
through Duo's parted lips. Heero's tongue tangled with his own in a slow,
languorous dance, and Duo got the distinct feeling that Heero was quite
pleased with himself. Hell, Duo was quite pleased with him.
Heero pulled back slowly. "It doesn't have to be the neck,"
he murmured, somewhat cryptically.
Duo's brow winged up. "Oh?"
The vampire nodded. "It can be here," he said, touching Duo's
neck, "here," his hand dropped down to brush his fingertips
over Duo's wrist, "or . . . ."
"Or . . . ?" Duo prompted.
Heero's expression remained the same as he dipped his hand down, resting
over a spot remarkably high on Duo's inner thigh. "Or here."
Duo had a quick flash of Heero's head buried between his legs. And what
a nice picture it was. It gave him ideas. Lots of ideas.
Smirking to himself, Duo shifted around a bit on the bed, pushing himself
back into Heero until he found a comfortable position. He just barely
managed to stifle the evil chuckle that threatened to escape when he heard
Heero moan softly.
Lots of very interesting ideas.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Blue: Let's hear some of those ideas, Duo.
Wufei: Yes. Let's.
Duo: You're the writer, you tell me.
Blue: Uh huh. I just wrote the lemon.
Heero: Didn't someone suggest a sidefic to you?
Blue: Yeah, that would be the nibbler lemon.
Quatre: Go write that.
Duo: No, in ten years. Of course NOW!
Blue: Pushy, pushy . . . .
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