Rating: NC-17, LEMON
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Close For Comfort
Once again, the Preventer's
clinic was closed early for the night. All the doctors had long
since gone home, all the computers powered down, the screensavers
flickering lazily in the dim light. In the silence, only one sound
echoed through the entire lab.
"Just stay over on that side, you pervert!"
Pressed flat against the far wall, away from his companion in quarantine,
Wufei was eyeing the other boy warily, not believing for one instant
the sweet, innocent smile on Duo's face.
"Honestly, I don't know what the hell you're talking about, Chang," Duo
said easily, "Are you sure you don't feel feverish or something?" He
took a step forward, one hand raised as if to touch Wufei's face and
the Chinese boy skittered further away.
"I said stay away from me!" he snapped, and Duo stopped, a wounded look
flashing over his face before he shrugged carelessly and flopped back
onto the bed.
"Whatever. Get sick, die a horrible death. I'll just sit here and
read," Duo sniffed, scooping up a magazine and flipping through it.
Wufei relaxed slightly, still leaning on the wall as he irritably shook
his hair back out of his face. They'd taken his hair band when he'd
been placed in quarantine, and it had seemed petty to ask for another
one, considering the circumstances.
Besides, he had enough to worry about from his companion without adding
annoying the doctors to his list.
This entire incarceration had turned into some surreal kind of nightmare
that had begun with a seemingly innocent goodnight kiss and turned
Wufei had barely been able to sleep the night before, annoyance and
arousal from that damn kiss simmering together within him, and when he
had finally drifted off, his sleep had been restless, and full of
Still, he'd woken the next morning comfortably warm and relaxed as
he'd burrowed deeper into his blankets. No reason to get up early that
morning, there hadn't been anywhere to could go. Until his blanket had
sighed and snuggled closer too.
He'd come abruptly awake to find himself wrapped up in both blankets
and Duo's limbs, and all his efforts to extract himself had been
futile, Duo being half asleep and as pervasive as cling wrap, holding
on stubbornly until their struggles had finally dumped the two of them
off the narrow bed and onto the floor.
That had finally woken the other boy up, and sleepy, violet eyes had
peered up at him through a tangled wisp of bangs. "Hi, 'Fei," Maxwell
had mumbled drowsily, and to Wufei's mingled shock and dismay, Duo had
leaned forward and kissed him.
Much like the night before, Wufei had simply melted under the warmth
and tenderness of the touch. Annoying as Duo was, he was still, well,
he was something, and it was difficult to resist those sweet, coaxing
The sound of someone clearing their throat had torn them apart, and
they had both looked up to see Heero standing at the door, holding a
"I brought you breakfast," said Heero unnecessarily, and he pushed the
tray through slot in the airlock door before he'd turned and walked
away. Wufei had found himself unceremoniously dumped on the floor in
favor of blueberry pancakes as Duo had scrambled away, seemingly
unconcerned about his lover witnessing him kissing someone else.
That had set the mood for the rest of the day. Whenever Wufei had
settled down to do -anything-, Maxwell had been there, full of light,
teasing touches and innuendo. Even when the doctors had wanted to draw
blood from him, Duo had been there and in the instant the needle had
poked him, Wufei could have sworn he felt a warm hand slide down the
curve of his ass. Trapped as he'd been, all he could do was level a
glare at the other boy, and received a look of pure innocence in
It had only grown worse when the doctors had left for the night. With
Duo no longer constrained to innocent gestures, Wufei was nearly to the
point of screaming for help, no matter how humiliating it would be.
Duo seemed to be fixated on him for some reason and the question was
what to do about it. The American blithely ignored any protest Wufei
sent his way, although he could admit with no small amount of shame
that he hadn't been trying very hard to stop him, at first.
It had been oddly flattering, to be pursued so relentlessly, especially
by someone like Duo, even if he couldn't figure out why. Probably Duo
was trying to make Heero jealous, for whatever reason, and it was that
thought that had put a halt on any notion Wufei might have had to allow
himself to be seduced. He wasn't a tool to be used carelessly and set
aside, no matter how pretty the packaging offered to him.
A warm hand brushed over his forehead, and Wufei started, opening his
eyes to find Duo standing directly in front of him.
"Are you sure you're all right, Wufei?"
"Yes!" he nearly screamed. "I'm fine, could you just..." He stopped, only
just realizing that it hadn't been Duo who said it. There was a speaker
attached to the door, and he looked over almost fearfully to see Heero
Yuy standing there in the darkened lab, looking at them with intent
eyes through the glass.
Pushing Duo back, Wufei slid towards the door and whatever protection
Yuy's presence offered. Which seemed to be none as Duo followed, eyes
"Will you tell him to leave me alone!" Wufei blustered, hands held in
front of him as if they could somehow shield him from the young man who
was prowling towards him. He could stop Duo, if he really and truly had
to, but he would also probably hurt him in the process, and that was
the last thing he wanted. He didn't want Duo hurt; he just wanted him
to stop this cruel form of erotic torture.
"I can't do that."
Wufei jerked at Heero's words, mouth dropping open as he stared at the
Japanese boy through the glass. "Why not?" he demanded, sliding to the
left as Duo took a step closer to him. The American was grinning almost
savagely, stalking him with a startling determination and Wufei was
running out of places to go.
He heard Heero exhale loudly over the speaker before he said softly,
"Because I don't want him to." Reaching out, Heero flattened his hand
against the thick glass of the window, and as Wufei watched the skin
whitened from the pressure. "I can't touch him, Wufei, I can't stop
him," he murmured, "Touch him for me."
It was very nearly a command. Shocked, Wufei hesitated for a crucial
second too long, and found himself wrapped in a surprisingly strong
embrace, hot, moist breath caressing his ear as Duo breathed, "You
heard the man. Touch me."
Not waiting for a response, Duo slid his hands underneath the soft blue
pajama top that was identical to his own, fingertips tracing the slight
ridges of Wufei's spine as they drifted upward. Without thinking, Wufei
closed his eyes, sighing at the gentle touch and found again that he
had left himself too vulnerable as his lips were captured tenderly by
Nothing but the lightest pressure against his mouth, an asking kiss not
a demanding one, and cautiously, Wufei allowed himself to be persuaded.
There were a hundred reasons why this was a bad idea, most of them
standing right outside the door and probably watching them, but Wufei
was caring less and less as Duo coaxed his lips to part with the tip of
his tongue before delving inside.
Hesitantly, Wufei responded, letting his own tongue caress Duo's and he
felt the other boy's sudden inhalation, the realization of victory as
Duo's hands slid from his back and lower, cupping Wufei's backside
firmly and forcing him to rock his hips forward.
The thin pajamas were hardly a barrier at all, and Wufei muffled a
groan against Duo's lips as their erections rubbed together through the
"Shh, it's all right," Duo murmured, his soft lips moving down the line
of Wufei's jaw. He nibbled gently, pulling another gasp from the
Chinese boy as he clutched Duo almost desperately, hardly remembering
when he had grabbed the other boy. It had been such a long time since
anyone had touched him like this...no, no one had -ever- touched him like
this, callused, knowing fingers pushing his shirt up and over his head
to fall to the floor with a soft thump.
Those same fingers moved deliberately down Wufei's chest, finding one
bronze nipple and tugging lightly, dragging a startled sound from the
boy before it was smothered underneath another kiss. Hard, deliberate
pressure, sure of the prize won before Duo pulled away yet again, his
head dipping to steal a taste of the flesh his fingers had explored.
"Oh!" Wufei gasped, hands flying up to clutch at the sides Duo's head
as the other boy nipped painfully at the hardened nub before soothing
the tiny hurt with the rough caress of a tongue. The wall was suddenly
cool against his back as Wufei faltered backwards, supporting himself
against the structure. Duo never wavered, following him even as he
shifted down to his knees, pressing wet kisses against Wufei's stomach.
He hadn't lied to Duo before, he wasn't a virgin but neither was he
that much experienced, and the knowledge of where Duo's kisses were
leading was almost enough for Wufei to embarrass himself before Duo
even reached his destination.
Slitting his eyes open, Wufei fought for control and found no help with
the vision before him. Duo, on his knees and lapping at the well of
Wufei's navel, edging the waistband of his pajamas lower with his chin
as he moved steadily lower.
Looking up proved even worse as his eyes met Heero's. Wufei nearly
choked on his own breath, staring into the intent eyes of other boy
before his eyes drifted lower and he saw what Heero was doing. The
front flap of Heero's jeans was open, and one hand was deep inside,
stroking himself as he watched his lover tasting someone else.
Beyond erotic, beyond any pleasure-filled dream that Wufei had ever had
and he closed his eyes desperately as he felt the cool brush of air
against his erection before it was enclosed in wet heat. No careful
taking, Duo took him deeply from the first moment, sucking strongly as
one hand slid down to the base of Wufei's shaft, holding it steady.
Crying out, Wufei thrust forward almost frantically, fingers knotting
in Duo's hair as he lost himself and came, hard waves of ecstasy
interspersed with the delicate sensation of Duo swallowing. He whimpered
slightly, hardly believing the sound could have come from him as
Duo pulled away, letting the softening shaft slide from his lips.
Weakly, Wufei slid to the ground as his knees surrendered. He was
tangled in his pajama pants, and trembling almost violently, the floor
hard and cold beneath him and Wufei didn't think he'd ever felt better
in his entire life. He felt Duo shift forward and when his strangely
hot lips pressed against Wufei's, the Chinese boy responded automatically,
opening his mouth to Duo's probing tongue.
He nearly pulled away again in disgust at the bitter taste of Duo's
mouth until he realized what it was and blushed hotly, testing the
flavor again shyly. Bitter, yes, tasting strongly of salt as he
explored Duo's mouth hesitantly, then more boldly as he felt the low
rumble of a moan deep in the other boy's chest. Duo was still aroused,
he realized, shaking his head mentally at his own stupidity. Of course
he was, but...Wufei wasn't sure he could do what Duo had just done.
A peek out of the corner of his eye revealed that Heero was still
watching avidly, although his hand had stilled as he waited patiently
for them to continue. Wufei shivered, his arousal rising again at the
mere knowledge that they were being watched, even as he quailed
inwardly at the thought of Heero watching him do that.
Still, it was dishonorable to even consider leaving Duo in this state
after what he had done, and Wufei slid lower, pressing awkward but
determined kisses against Duo's stomach. The pressure of Duo's fingertips
beneath his jaw startled him, but he followed their silent command,
lifting his eyes to look into amused violet ones.
"It's all right, 'Fei," he said quietly, humor threaded into his voice.
"You don't have to do anything that makes you feel too weird. 'Sides,
I know of a few other things we can try, if you don't mind getting
off the floor?"
Kneeling up, Duo offered Wufei a hand and after a moment, Wufei took it
and was again startled as Duo pulled strongly upward, catching him off
Never one to miss an opportunity, Duo used the moment to tumble Wufei
onto the narrow bed and again captured the other boy's mouth in a
scorching kiss, letting tongue and teeth do his talking for him for
once as he fumbled off both of their pajamas.
Suddenly naked in front of two pairs of rich blue eyes, Wufei resisted
the urge to cover himself, instead shifting to display his body
proudly. There was no shame to be had in the sight of his body, muscles
firm from a lifetime of physical exercise, nearly hairless except for
the dark thatch between his legs. Wufei leaned back on his hands and
watched mutely as both Heero and Duo studied him, their eyes glowing
with something that Wufei was only just beginning to recognize as lust.
"You hide some nice presents beneath those clothes of yours, 'Fei," Duo
said huskily as he stripped away his own clothes negligently, his eyes
never leaving the other boy.
"So do you," Wufei managed, eyes widening at the sight of Duo kneeling
nude before him. By the gods, it wasn't right for a boy to be so
pretty. Slim, pale-skinned, with dusky pink nipples, he was completely
at ease with his nudity. Wufei's eyes lowered to the heavy erection
between the other boy's legs. Slightly different than his own, circumcised
whereas Wufei wasn't, it was flushed a dark crimson with a bead
of fluid glistening at the tip.
A sudden urge came to Wufei, to lick that clear liquid away and he
leaned forward hesitantly, eyes never leaving Duo's as parted his lips
and cautiously lapped at the crown of Duo's cock. He was rewarded with
a sharp gasp from the American and he heard the other boy's hands wrap
themselves into the sheets.
Curiosity piqued, Wufei repeated the gesture, opening his mouth further
and taking the hard shaft in a tiny bit. Silky, bitter fluid caressed
his tongue, not unpleasantly, and Wufei took in a bit more, gagging
slightly as Duo arched upwards slightly and pushed himself into Wufei's
It wasn't as difficult or as disgusting as he'd imagined, and Wufei
quickly discovered a rhythm, finding that Duo was just as pleased to be
licked occasionally, with one of the Chinese boy's hands wrapped firmly
around his shaft while he teased the soft rim of the head with the tip
of his tongue.
Hands caught suddenly at Wufei's head, stilling him as Duo gasped,
Freezing, Wufei pulled away, half-terrified that he'd done something
wrong before finding himself suddenly sprawled on his back with Duo on
top of him, stealing greedy kisses as he rubbed the length of his naked
body against his lover's.
"Have you ever had someone inside you?" Duo whispered into his ear, hot
breath tickling, and Wufei felt a sudden surge of both heat and fear.
Was Duo going to...?
A soft chuckle stirred the wisps of hair next to Wufei's ear as Duo
shook his head. "Never mind. That's OK, 'Fei, I'm happy pitching or
'What did this have to do with sports?' Wufei had time to wonder before
Duo slithered down and again took Wufei's erection in his mouth,
wetting it generously before he moved to crouch over the Chinese boy.
Taking Wufei's cock in hand, Duo positioned it at the entrance of his
body, shifting backwards and pressing down. Wufei could feel the
muscles resisting, and Duo was biting his lip, obviously in pain, but
all he could do was watch wordlessly, widened eyes trying to capture
every instant of this moment. The droplet of sweat that trickled down
Duo's chest, beading on the tip of one hardened nipple before it fell
downward, wetting Wufei's skin. Duo's lips tightening into a thin,
whitened line as he pushed down harder, forcing reluctant muscles to
accept the coming invasion.
Duo hissed suddenly, a sharp breath as the head of Wufei's shaft slid
abruptly within, and they both cried out as he sat back hard, seating
Wufei deep within the tight clasp of his body. Duo squirmed slightly,
rising up a fraction and dropping back down, sighing again in something
akin to relief.
"All right," Duo murmured, "All right, now." Almost nonsensical words
of comfort that melted into soft, breathless whimpers as he began to
rock, in careful, deliberate movements.
Wufei bit his own lip, struggling not to move, and by all that was
holy, he'd never imagined anything so wonderful, so tight, so hot and
his hands were moving on their own, sliding upward to clasp Duo's hips
as he arched upward, helplessly.
Laughter, low and husky, and he felt Duo lean forward as he whispered,
"Wufei, open your eyes."
He did, languidly, unable to even consider disobeying. Smokey amethyst
eyes were looking back at him, even now shining with secret amusement.
"He's watching us," Duo whispered, still moving his hips in slow,
shallow rolls that sent ripples of delight dancing up Wufei's spine.
Duo's eyes flicked towards the door and Wufei followed his gaze, once
again his eyes locking with Heero's as Duo sat back, strongly.
Wufei had nearly forgotten the other boy's presence, although he could
certainly see the feeling wasn't mutual. Heero was kneeling on the
floor, breathing heavily, his lips parted as he panted, and as Wufei
watched a pink tongue flicked out and wet them. He was touching himself
again, his jeans pushed down around his hips as he stroked his cock
almost roughly. One of his hands was still pressed against the door, as
if he could reach through the glass and touch the two boys writhing on
Eyes never leaving the kneeling boy, Wufei tightened his grip on Duo's
hips and thrust upward, relishing the other boy's delighted cry. Duo
was moving on him frantically, one hand stealing down to stroke
himself, matching his movements to that of their joining.
Still moving, Wufei watched Heero, keenly aware of who Heero was
Duo, as he rode another person's shaft easily, watching the glide of
Wufei's shaft into Duo, watching everything that he wasn't able to do.
And Wufei watched him.
Abruptly, Duo stilled, his body clenching almost painfully tight as he
shuddered, spilling hotly over his hand and Wufei's stomach as he came.
Eyes narrowed, but not closing, Wufei watched Heero watching Duo, until
the other boy's eyes closed, his face tightening. A tinny groan came
through the speaker as Heero gave into his orgasm, creamy fluid
smearing the heavy glass door.
The need to wait finally easing, Wufei gave into the demands of his own
body, thrusting easily into Duo's pliant form and he was losing
control, if he'd even had any in this, losing himself and with a choked
cry, he gave himself over to the firestorm, straining to push deeper
inside, to take more, to simply -have-.
Dimly he could hear Duo speaking, "Yeah...yeah, come on, Wufei, -do- it."
Muttered words of encouragement that went straight to his tightening
groin and with a last deep thrust he simply fell, dragged into orgasm,
into the sweet, darkness of pleasure he gave over to it completely.
Soft lips brushing his own barely registered, and Wufei sighed, sated
and utterly relaxed as he drifted with the tide, sliding without even
a murmur to mark it into sleep.
"'Fei? C'mon, Wufei, wake up..."
Irritably, Wufei swatted at the source of the sound that was conspiring
to drag him out of the most blissful sleep he'd had in ages. Something
tickled his nose, and without thinking, he slapped at it, catching
himself full in the face with the flat of his palm.
Hissing softly in pain, he opened his eyes, thinking only of destroying
whomever it was who had dared disturb his rest. And found himself
staring face to face with a half-dozen doctors and Lady Une through the
Memory flooded back with uncomfortable swiftness, and he flushed
crimson, scrabbling with the blankets before he realized he was fully
"Easy, Chang." A firm hand dropped onto his shoulder, stilling him.
"Our 48 hours is up, remember? We can go now." Somewhat bewildered,
Wufei blinked up at Duo, who was still looking out the door with an
easy smile on his face.
"Well, I'm certain you're nearly as glad to be going as the doctors are
to see you leave, Duo," Une said, a touch of laughter in her voice as
she keyed in the security code that would open the airlock.
Duo rolled his eyes. "Yeah, whatever." He walked out the door, gifting
the doctors with a menacing smile, and they all swiftly found something
else to do on the other side of the lab.
Une shook her head, turning and walking out of the lab, and leaving
Wufei alone, still half-tangled in the blankets as he stared disbelievingly
at the empty corridor.
Without saying a single word. Not a single backwards glance.
Something tightened painfully in Wufei's chest and he ignored it,
struggling out of the bed and stuffing his feet into the slippers that
he'd been provided with. Foolish of him, simply and utterly foolish.
Of course Duo had left. He had a lover to go to, and a life outside the
glass walls of the quarantine chamber and whatever had happened here
had little bearing on that.
Walking quickly past the bored glances of the doctors, Wufei pushed
through the laboratory door, wanting nothing more than to spend at
least an hour in a hot shower. Maybe two.
He'd barely stepped into the corridor when he was suddenly spun around
and pressed flat against the wall, his mouth caught in a painfully
savage kiss. Dimly, he could taste blood, a faint copper tinge although
it wasn't from him. The other had cut his lip, he realized, and Wufei
responded to embrace almost desperately, nipping angrily at the tongue
that was forcefully exploring his mouth. The kiss gentled as quickly as
it had begun, becoming briefly tender before it finally ended.
Wordlessly, Wufei looked up into impossibly blue eyes, glancing down to
see a cut on Heero's lip that he couldn't have possibly made. Heero
pressed one last gentle kiss to Wufei's bruised lips before he'd turned
and walked away, pausing to glance over his shoulder.
A question in his eyes, one that Wufei could plainly read.
*Are you coming?*
Was he? Wufei wasn't sure, and Heero didn't wait, striding calmly down
corridor and leaving Wufei in the hall. Well, he hadn't wanted to be
Smilingly suddenly, in a way that might have made even Duo Maxwell
nervous had he been there to see it, Wufei walked quickly after Heero.
Whatever happened next, he wasn't about to be left behind.
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