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Medallion: Part the Third
Two Against One
The shrill ringing of his telephone
jolted him instantly awake. The warm body on top of him grumbled and did
its best to bury itself under the sheets. "Five more minutes..." his guest
mumbled, rolling over.
Zechs grunted as an elbow buried itself into his stomach, missing his
groin by inches. He rolled to his side, fumbling for the phone in the
"I'm going to fucking kill you."
Zechs yawned, rolling back against the pillows. "You know, this had better
be a serious death threat, otherwise I'm likely to have you arrested for
phone harassment," he replied, throwing an arm over his eyes.
"Ha. Ha. Get your ass over here right now," the insistent voice on the
other end said.
The body next to his rolled back over, draping itself over Zechs. The
blond let his hand run down the length of his lover's back and down to
the curve of his deliciously rounded ass.
"I'm sorry but I think my ass has other plans at the moment," he replied,
dipping his head to nibble his guest's ear around the phone.
His caller snorted. "Tell your ass to stop letting your dick make decisions
and get over here! This is serious! I need you!"
Zechs raised his head. "Now I know you're serious. You haven't said you
needed me since the last time we fu..."
"Zechs! Jesus, you've got a one track mind. And unfortunately it's located
below your waist. Look, I really need you over here. I think I... ah...
I think I'm in trouble."
Zechs heard another voice on the other end of the line, low and sultry.
He heard Duo turn the phone away from his mouth and whisper, "Stop that!"
"Why, Mr. Maxwell, do you have a 'guest' present?" he asked, amused.
Duo groaned. "Yes, and that's part of the problem. Please, please get
over here as soon as you can, okay? I'm desperate."
Zechs could hear the plea in his friend's voice. He sighed and sat up.
"All right. Give me about twenty minutes."
"God, thank y... eep!" There was a crash and a loud thud.
"Duo? Are you all right?"
Duo moaned and Zechs could hear him fumbling with the phone. "Just get
here soon, okay? Bye."
The phone went dead. Zechs pushed the off button and set the phone on
the night stand. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, only to be
brought short by an arm snaking around his waist. "Where are you going?"
his lover asked, his voice still full of sleep.
Zechs turned and bent over his guest, kissing him deeply. "Go back to
sleep. Don't worry. I'll be back before it's time for you to climb out
With a grunt and a soft snore, his lover turned over and was asleep within
moments. Zechs sighed and stood, dragging his pants on as he headed for
The things he did for former boyfriends.
Duo was thankful he'd managed to pry the incubus off him long enough to
pull on some sweat shorts and a T-shirt. Heero declined the offer of clothing,
which made Duo glad he'd picked a loose pair of shorts instead of his
tight denim ones.
They were at a standoff. Duo sat in his chair, glaring at Heero, while
Heero lounged unabashedly naked on his bed. The man kept running his hands
up and down his body, causing Duo to whimper and clutch the pillow he'd
rescued from the bed tightly to his chest.
When the knock at the door came, Duo flew down the short hall to answer
it, his body shaking in relief. He flung open the door then flung himself
at his former lover.
"Thank god you're here!"
Zechs chuckled. "You haven't been this excited to see me since the last
time we fu..."
But Duo wasn't listening. He grabbed Zechs' hand and pulled him inside
his tiny apartment. "I've got something to show you."
He dragged Zechs down the hall and into his combination living/bedroom.
When Zechs caught sight of the very naked and very aroused man lying on
Duo's bed, he stopped short.
"Why, Duo. You shouldn't have," he all but purred, his eyes raking over
"Asshole. He's not for you, he's for me," Duo replied, punching him in
Zechs frowned at him. "Then why am I here?" He raised an eyebrow. "Unless
you want to try a threesome?"
Duo punched him again. "God, can't you think about anything but sex?"
"What else is there to think about?"
"My feelings exactly," Heero replied, getting to his knees in the middle
of the bed.
Duo rolled his eyes. "Look, this guy just showed up - naked I might add
- in my bed while I was asleep! What was I supposed to do?"
"Not look a gift horse in the mouth?" Zechs asked.
"Argh!" Duo threw his hands in the air and stalked back to his chair.
"Why couldn't it have been you who 'freed' him then? You two are perfect
for each other!"
Zechs shrugged his coat off and threw it into an empty chair. "Duo, I
really don't know what you wanted me here for."
"I wanted you here so you could take *him* back from wherever you got
him from!" Duo said, gesturing wildly at Heero.
Zechs blinked at him. "What makes you think I had anything to do with
"Gee, let's see. A naked man shows up in my bed. Who would have the motive,
means and opportunity to pull this off? Would it be my best friend who
not only has the connections to all the gorgeous men in the city but also
has a spare key and keeps harping on the fact that I need to get laid?"
Duo stood and started pacing. "And who came up with the bullshit 'curse'?
Was I really supposed to take that seriously?"
Zechs looked at Heero, who gave him a little shrug. "Uh, Duo, while I
am flattered that you would think this was my brainchild, I can assure
you I had nothing to do with this."
Duo stopped pacing. He turned to look at Zechs. "Truly?" When Zechs nodded,
he whirled on Heero. "Then where the hell did you come from?"
"I told you. I am bound by a curse to the medallion. I am here to pleasure
you for one month."
Zechs whistled. "A whole month? Better stock up on extra lube and some
The blond walked to the bed, studying Heero. "What are you?" he asked.
"Ah. That explains it." He turned for the door. "Have fun, Duo!"
Duo let out a cry of indignation, firmly placing himself between his ex
and the door. "Zechs, please!"
Zechs rolled his eyes. "Fine. Tell me the whole story."
Duo huffed. "It's a long story. You'd better have a seat."
Zechs' eyes brightened and he immediately headed for the bed. Duo grabbed
his arm before he could sit next to the naked man, sighing and guiding
him to a chair. Ignoring his best friend's pout, he sat on the other chair
and began his story.
"It all began when you ditched me for that Chinese guy with the killer
"...and he said I had him for a month." Duo looked from Zechs to Heero,
then quickly back to Zechs again as he realized Heero had stretched out
on his bed with one leg bent up at the knee.
"May I see the coin or do you transform from it?" Zechs asked, staring
unabashedly at Heero.
The incubus shook his head, holding out the coin for Zechs to see. Duo
got up and peered over Zechs' shoulder. He let out a cry of surprise when
he saw that the divan was now empty of the etching of the naked man.
"There was a guy on lying on that couch!"
"And now, it seems, he's lying on your bed," Zechs said, looking at Heero
again. "You said you stole this from my sister's study?"
Zechs shook his head and sighed again. "Heero, who was your last, er...
Heero shuddered, pulling his knees up to his chest as if to protect himself.
"A horrible, demanding woman. Blonde hair. Wore a lot of pink. Called
me her 'Pookie.'"
"Sounds like her." Zechs handed the coin back to Heero before turning
to Duo. "You've got more trouble than just a mystical sex slave in your
bed. Think about it. Relena was the last person in possession of this
coin. Her time wasn't up. She's going to be very pissed off when she finds
her... 'Pookie' ... missing."
Duo sat down heavily in his chair. "I am so fucked."
Heero perked up.
"Look, don't worry about it. Chances are she hasn't noticed he's missing
yet. When I left her party was still going. These events of hers always
last until dawn. When I get back, I'll take care of the surveillance tapes.
In the meantime, I'm going to send you and 'Pookie' here to a hotel. Lay
low for a few days. Have some fun. You've got some vacation time saved?"
Duo nodded, disheartened.
"Call it in. I'll see if I can throw my sister off your trail. Don't come
home until I contact you again, okay?"
"Okay." Duo looked up at Heero. "And what about Mr. Wonderful over there?"
"Take him with you. You don't want Relena to get her claws into him, do
Both Duo and Heero shuddered. "I guess not," Duo replied, reluctantly.
"Please do not make me go back to her," Heero pleaded. "I will do anything
"Don't you have to do that anyway?" Duo asked.
Duo grunted. "Fine."
Zechs looked at the clock on Duo's night stand. "It's almost dawn. Let
me make some phone calls."
Duo blinked at the clock, then walked over to his one, tiny window. Pulling
back the blinds, he was amazed to see the sun just beginning to peek over
the horizon. "Damn. I didn't realize it was so late. Or early I guess.
How long will it take to book a room?" He dropped the blinds to turn back
to the room. "I'm exhausted..." He stopped. Zechs had his back to him,
phone resting against his ear. The bed where Heero had been lounging on
was empty. "Hey! Where did he go?"
Zechs turned around, frowning when he saw the empty bed. He hung the phone
up, moving to the bed. He reached over and picked something up. He tossed
it to Duo, who caught it and gasped when he saw that Heero's image had
returned to the divan. "He's back!"
Zechs looked up to see sunlight pouring in through the cracks in the blinds.
"Ah. Aren't incubi night-dwelling creatures?"
Duo stared at him. "How the fuck should I know?" He sat down heavily.
"You mean, he's really for real?"
"Looks that way."
"Shit, shit, shit." He blinked at the coin in his hand. "I'm too tired
to think about this. Find me a hotel quickly, okay? I need to sleep on
"I think you need to sleep on Heero."
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