Lost Soldiers Series #11 (cont)
It was strange. Duo couldn't
stop being nervous, or trembling against the larger man, even though Zechs
was gentle and spoke encouragingly. Zechs' hands were smooth, the hands
of an aristocrat. Duo's hands were rough, a laborer's hands. He felt bad
for Zechs, having to feel his harsh calluses as he dared to reach out
and touch the Lightning Count as the man was touching him.
That's all they did for the longest time, just touch, allowing Duo to
relax and to grow comfortable with the man beside him, enough, maybe,
to go further. When Zechs pushed it to the next level, Duo was ready and
waiting. He wanted more. He had an insane desire to taste that smooth
skin under his hands, to nuzzle and breathe in Zechs' scent. He was shy
though. He held back, letting Zechs break the final barrier of reluctance.
Zechs leaned forward and gently took Duo's nipple into his mouth. Duo
felt a tingle go from that nipple all the way through his body. He warmed
and flushed as he felt Zechs' tongue rasp roughly and then the pull of
lips and the hint of teeth. Zechs hummed appreciatively as he suckled,
as if he were tasting honey.
"So good!" Duo managed, tossing his head back and groaning. The motion
caused his body to arch against Zechs. He felt the man's rock hard erection.
He must be in pain, Duo thought, more so than himself. Zechs at least
knew what he wanted and what was in store for him. Duo dared and put his
hand on it. He was surprised and embarrassed, when Zechs pushed his hand
"Not yet," Zechs breathed around his nipple. "I'm saving that for something
special. Let me please you first."
Zechs played. Duo groaned and writhed under his ministrations. The sensations,
the utter feeling of, 'This is right! This is what I've always wanted
without knowing it!' throbbed through Duo's brain and body as he almost
came again and again. Each time though, Zechs backed off, rose to kiss
and to caress his face until the feeling of impeding explosion died, before
"Zechs!" Duo groaned at last. "You're not torturing me for information!
Do something, now, or I'm going to go crazy!"
"One might think you were gay, Duo Maxwell," Zechs chuckled as he squeezed
Duo fumbled for words, fumbled to deny, even after everything he had just
experienced, but then, he let out a long, shuddering breath. "Okay! I'm
gay! I want you! I want you to make me come! Now! Okay? Happy? Man! You
are the King of Tease, Zechs! Not me!"
Zechs frowned mockingly. "Me, a tease? Very soon, you won't think that
Duo grew nervous again. Zechs rose up on his knees and opened a drawer
in the side table. He pulled out a small tube. "Good, still here," Zechs
said and Duo wondered about the other men and women Zechs had tumbled
in the bungalow. It made him feel a little bitter, but then something
inside of him, that was used to disappointment, shrugged. Even if Zechs
had been lying about loving him, at least he was getting this experience
out of the man before he was tossed out as used goods.
"Stop thinking that," Zechs said abruptly. Duo blinked up at him, confused.
He gestured at Duo with the tube. "What did you think this was? It's petroleum
jelly for the lips. I think it will do for my purposes." He leaned down
close to Duo and gave him a deep, tonguing kiss. When he broke it, his
eyes bored into Duo's. "It's true I've been with many people, Duo, but
I didn't lie when I said I loved you. I've never told anyone that. I've
never trusted anyone with my heart before. So, you see, we are on equal
ground. You are a virgin of the body and I am a virgin of the heart. Let's
both be gentle with each other, all right?"
Duo nodded numbly, wondering what purpose Zechs had in mind and beginning
to guess. When Zechs squeezed some of the jelly out onto his fingers,
Duo grabbed his wrist, eyes wide and on the verge of panic.
"I don't think I want to do that, Zechs," Duo said and then added in an
uncertain, begging voice. "I, uh, maybe we could just... I'm not sure
what gay guys do, but I've heard people say things... I could..." he blushed
deeply and looked away. He was afraid to say it and yet he felt a violent
urge to do just what he was thinking.
"Trust me,' Zechs whispered and ran kisses along Duo's neck as his lubed
fingers found Duo's entrance.
Duo tensed at once. "Nn, Zechs! I really don't want - " he stopped protesting
as Zechs' fingers began a circular motion that was half scratch and half
Zechs smiled at Duo's sudden look of intense enjoyment. "I can stop. Is
that what you want?"
"Uh," Duo panted and he found his hips moving back into Zechs' fingers
despite himself. "Nuh, don't - don't stop. 'S okay."
Zechs kept rubbing as he watched Duo's face in the throes of pleasure,
his half closed, purple eyes almost glowing with the intensity of what
he was feeling, the exact color of the flowers strewn under and around
them both. He was beautiful, Zechs thought and he felt a sudden, protective,
possessive, loving mixture of emotions that was both strong and accepted.
The battle was won and he was the victor, but it wasn't a battle any more,
and had never really been one. Instead of fighting and forcing Duo to
his will, he had ended up begging, pleading; a supplicant at Duo's feet.
He had done it willingly, Zechs thought, and he would do it again, and
a lot more, to have Duo in his arms and in his heart.
Zechs felt Duo relax and open. It was time. Very gently, he pushed in
a finger. Duo jumped and started out of his daze of pleasure. Before he
could protest, Zechs began to rub and to move that finger in and out.
"Just that," Duo whispered hoarsely as pleasure hit him again. "D-Don't
do anything else, 'k?"
"Just that," Zechs agreed. He worked Duo with his finger, stopping when
Duo was close to coming. Duo swore at him, growled, even begged, but Zechs
remained deaf, swatting Duo's hands away when he finally sought to relieve
his own need. "Patience," Zechs told him. "Patience, Sweet."
"Nicknames already?" Duo panted. "W-What should I call you? Snowy? Pookie?
Honey Bear! God!"
"None of that," Zechs chuckled as he touched a sensitive spot in Duo.
Duo writhed in his arms, eyes rolling up in his head. "I'm sure you'll
think of something better."
"If I live!" Duo gasped.
Zechs breathed hot air into Duo's ear. Duo shivered. "It's better with
"I-Is it?" Duo stammered. "It gets better?"
Zechs worked in another finger. Duo shuddered and then relaxed. Again
he fell into a daze as Zechs worked him into a frenzy of need. Duo couldn't
believe that he was allowing this, allowing another man to work him with
two fingers in his ass. He couldn't have stopped Zechs though, if his
life depended on it. Zechs had made him utterly helpless with pleasure.
He was at the man's mercy. Keep doing it, his mind screamed, finish it!
Do more! More!
"You can... Zechs..." Duo fumbled against embarrassment, "I think... if
you want to... This feels so good! If two fingers feels like this... If
you want to be on top..."
Zechs smiled. "Do you want me to fuck you, Duo Maxwell?"
"That's blunt!" Duo exploded with what little breath he had left, but
then, in a small voice, he said, "Yeah. Do it. I might as well go all
the way and get it over with."
"You're bold for a virgin," Zechs laughed and then more seriously. "I
think that I am somewhat larger than two fingers. There will be some pain."
Duo's face pinched and he began to reconsider. "Pain?" he echoed.
"There is a tight ring of muscle to pass," Zechs explained simply. "Relaxing
is the key. Once past that and it can be... very... pleasurable." Zechs
licked the curve of Duo's ear.
"But, until then..." Duo turned his head, caught, and held Zechs' eyes
with his own. "How much pain?"
"It depends on your sensitivity," Zechs soothed him. "Not worse than your
ribs, but more than a paper cut."
"You'll stop if I say?" Duo reconfirmed.
"Always," Zechs promised and meant it.
"Okay," Duo agreed in a small voice. "What do I have to do?"
Zechs slid his fingers out of Duo and Duo felt their loss. "Relax," Zechs
told him, "and enjoy."
Duo stared at Zechs' cock, measuring the width with his eyes. He wasn't
sure how it was going to fit. It was wider than two fingers and it look
hard, bobbing between Zechs' legs as Zechs slid down Duo's body and kneeled
between Duo's legs.
"I'm going to hold you up by your hips and slide in," Zechs explained.
"I can't lie on top or I'll hurt your injuries. Remember. Relax. You must
relax and let me in."
"'K," Duo said with a short nod and tried to breathe normally and not
think about this giant step he was about to take. An hour ago, he had
been so sure of his sexuality. An hour ago he couldn't have imagined himself
letting Zechs pull his ass into his lap in preparation to fuck him. Now,
he was assisting Zechs, opening his legs as if he were as loose as Karen
and just as eager for a hot tumble and a man between his legs.
Duo blushed and turned his face into the pillow, suddenly ashamed and
doubting the sanity of what he was doing. Zechs waited, poised. Duo became
aware of it, aware of the man's concern for him and his willingness to
back off if Duo asked.
"Do you really love me?" Duo asked, feeling like a fool, like a young
virginal girl needing the reassurance of some randy boy who's only intention
was to tell her anything necessary to score.
Zechs reached across his body and grabbed his chin. He pulled Duo's head
around and made him look at him. His blue eyes were very intense. "Don't
doubt me. Not now."
"It's just hard to believe," Duo said softly. A tear escaped his eye.
He felt stupid when Zechs brushed it off with the tip of his finger and
then kissed it with his sensuous lips.
"Believe it," Zechs replied. He lifted Duo's ass higher and then Duo felt
it, that impossibly wide, round tip at his entrance. "Let me in, Sweet."
"I-I'll try," Duo gasped and then squeezed his eyes shut and tried to
The tip massaged Duo's entrance, rubbing more lube there copiously. When
it began to push in, Duo squirmed at the sudden, shocking pain, and tried
to back away. Zechs' hands were tight on the globes of his ass, holding
"It's too big!" Duo protested. "THAT is not going in me!"
"It will," Zechs promised and then with a teasing smile, "I haven't even
started, Duo! I thought you were trained to withstand pain."
"Yeah, for a good reason!" Duo shot back, flushing hotly. "To withstand
torture not have a guy stick his cock up my ass!"
Zechs' face hardened and his hands tightened. "I can stop."
Duo swallowed, remembering Wu Fei calling him weak. He said, hesitantly,
"The pain will stop? It will feel good, eventually?"
The hard expression on Zechs' face softened. "Even a virgin woman feels
some pain, Duo, but yes, it will feel good, eventually."
Duo looked at Zechs, at his slim, yet steely strong body. He felt again
that rush of need and want, that desire to bury his nose against Zechs'
silky skin and breathe in his scent. It was all he could do not to crush
Zechs against him, despite his injuries and the pain it would cause.
"I do want you," Duo whispered and then closed his eyes, biting his bottom
lip. "Do it."
"My brave Sweet," Zechs breathed and began pushing in again. Duo bit down
on whimpers. His body cringed and tried to back away again. Zechs held
him in place, pushing, stretching, causing stinging pains and shocking
aches that thundered through every nerve in Duo's body. Finally, that
hard rod of flesh stopped and Duo felt his ass pressed up against Zechs'
Duo felt as if he were strangling on the pain and he felt stretched impossibly
wide. Every instinct within him told him to get the intruder out. "Out!"
he hissed. "Zechs! Please take it out! Hurts!"
Zechs reached up Duo's body and caressed his cheek. Duo knew there were
tears in his eyes. He was on the verge of blubbering like a baby. He was
ashamed of himself, but he couldn't help feeling that he had made a terrible
mistake. This couldn't be right, this pain, he thought, what he was trying
to do was harming him. It wasn't natural. Zechs didn't belong inside of
him like that.
"If I pull out," Zechs replied breathlessly, every muscle clenched as
he tried with all of his willpower not to come inside of Duo's incredible
tightness. "If I pull out, " he repeated, "It will hurt MORE, not LESS,
Duo couldn't help a whimper. "Why is that?"
"I'm through the ring of muscle," Zechs replied. "If you make me back
out now, I'll have to go through it again. Patience, Sweet. Wait. Relax.
I'm going to start moving. It will release your endorphins. You'll stop
feeling the pain then."
"No," Duo panted. "Don't move! Please don't move, Zechs!"
"Trust me," Zechs replied. "Please trust me, Duo."
Duo could only give Zechs a sickly nod, not sure what else he could do.
He felt trapped, invaded. He had an irrational urge to claw at Zechs,
and instinctive impulse to defend himself.
Zechs moved. At first, it didn't lessen the pain. Duo moaned and whimpered,
but, before he could forget all common sense and begin to panic completely,
the pain suddenly took a downward step... and then another... and then
yet another until it was barely noticeable. What replaced it made Duo
shudder and forget all about fighting Zechs.
"Hnn! Zechs!" Duo moaned and felt his cock go rock hard as Zechs touched
something deep inside of him with the tip of his cock. Sudden pleasure
replaced the pain, a rubbing, scratching in a place he could never reach
before, pleasure that had Duo writhing again and clawing at the blanket
as if he needed it as a lifeline.
"Like that, Sweet?" Zechs purred. "See, I kept my word."
Duo's muscles relaxed and stretched, finally, and Zechs was moving in
and out of him more easily. His cock took on a rhythm and Duo found himself
lifting his legs, wanting it to touch that spot within him again. It shocked
him, that involuntary motion. He was being fucked, Duo thought hazily.
He was being fucked by another man and he was loving it. It wasn't wrong
anymore. They fit together perfectly. Duo had never felt so right in his
Zechs found that magic spot again and angled his thrusts to touch it and
rub it with the head of his cock. Duo arched his back and thrashed, crying
out. Zechs held him with a grip that was surely bruising his ass. Duo
didn't care. He only cared about the building pressure within him, a pressure
that felt so strong that Duo was afraid.
Duo tried to push away again, but his body was contrary. While his mind
began to run in little circles, wondering if an orgasm could be strong
enough to kill, his body was opening his legs wider, inviting harder thrusts,
inviting Zechs' pelvis closer and Zechs' slim belly to rub against his
swollen, purple cock.
Zechs ignored Duo's pushing hands and took the invitation of Duo's body.
He leaned forward, pelvis slapping into Duo in a rutting, rapid motion.
While one strong hand held Duo against him in an iron grip, his other
hand took hold of Duo's cock.
"Uhn!" Duo whimpered, meaning no, a last denial that he didn't mean at
all. It was a last cry against what was about to happen, an exclamation
of fear. The orgasm hit him shortly after that and Duo's 'uhn' turned
into a scream.
The orgasm was indescribable. Zechs had stoked the fire of the volcano
expertly, building the flames until they had become a contained inferno.
The final eruption arched Duo off of the bed as he splattered hot seed
over them both. He collapsed at once afterwards, every muscle loose, ever
nerve singing. Sparks and stars danced in front of his eyes as Zechs came
too, his hot fluid shooting against Duo's outraged flesh and a rubbed
raw prostate. Duo twitched at the new sensation, every nerve overloaded.
"Duo, Sweet?" Zechs said softly into Duo's ear some time later.
Duo pried open an eye. "Did I actually pass out?" he croaked.
Zechs was stretched out beside him on the bed, on his stomach, creamy
ass displaying perfectly rounded globes. Duo found his shaking hand running
over them, marveling at how soft every part of Zechs was despite his muscles
and masculine physique. With his white hair tumbled about him and his
face relaxed and loving, Zechs could have passed for a sensuous woman.
Duo pushed that thought out of his mind. It wasn't a woman he wanted and
he didn't need to think of Zechs that way.
Very slowly, Duo touched a finger to Zechs' entrance. He pushed in, just
a little. Zechs looked at Duo in surprise. Duo smirked. "When I'm healed
up, and my ass isn't feeling like a Gundam flew up it, I'm going to see
what it's like on the other end." Zechs' face went very still. Duo prodded
with his words. "Well, you wouldn't order your men to do something you
wouldn't do, would you?"
Zechs sighed and then smiled. "No, I wouldn't. It's just that it's been
a long time..." he trailed off and went distant.
"Who was it?" Duo asked, feeling a prick of jealousy coupled with his
"Treize," Zechs replied as if the memory were unpleasant. "We've both
done things in our life that we aren't proud of, it seems."
Duo pulled Zechs close to him and he liked the wave of protectiveness
that came over him as he stroked the man's white hair and kissed his lips.
When Zechs put arms around him and responded to the kiss, Duo felt that
he could live forever just like that, forever immersed in passion and
"I just found it," Duo said suddenly, breaking off the kiss.
Zechs almost pouted. "Found what?" he asked and then wickedly, "The will
to try it again?"
Duo winced. His ass was hurting a lot. "No, not that," he said with mock
irritation and then smiled. "I was told that my life would always be messed
up until I found one thing."
"What was that?" Zechs asked, curious.
"The Point," Duo replied and then nuzzled along Zechs' neck. "A reason
for living my life right; a reason for not wallowing in depression and
letting it destroy me."
Zechs felt his heart constrict, not daring to hope. "And you found it?"
he said in a small voice, trying to remain calm. "You found what the point
to you life is?"
"Yes," Duo replied and let it hang.
"Well!" Zechs retorted in exasperation and anticipation. "Tell me what
Purple eyes met blue ones. Zechs felt himself drawn into them, soul touching
soul, as Duo replied, "It's you, Zechs. I-I love you. I want to spend
forever with you, in this moment, in this bed, having our first time together
forever. You can be the point of my life, if you let me, if you can look
past the fact that I'm nobody, an orphan, an ex-thief, a worthless, weak
Zechs put a finger against Duo's lips. "That's not who you are anymore,
Duo. If you can forget that I'm a jaded, spoiled aristocrat and Relena's
poodle, I know we can start fresh and make a new life for ourselves together."
Duo felt the tears. He searched Zechs' face suspiciously, but found only
honesty and an answering tear in Zechs' eyes. "Okay, from now on, two
soldiers from the war are missing in action, lost, never recovered, forgotten.
Duo and Zechs just met on a lovely beach in South America. Duo was sunbathing
in a skimpy Speedo and Zechs was wandering by looking for..."
"Beautiful men in Speedos," Zechs chuckled, falling into the game that
really wasn't a game.
"Uhm, the other half of his soul, his one true love, the other half of
himself," Duo corrected and his eyes told Zechs that he meant those words.
"When he saw the HANDSOME man sunbathing, he knew at once that he had
found that person."
Zechs smiled warmly and cupped Duo's face gently in his hand. Nose almost
touching nose, he finished, "And they fell in love, and were as one, until
the end of their days."
"Until the end of their days," Duo echoed and kissed Zechs for all that
he was worth.
Wahhhh! Kleenex! I'm sobbing like a silly onna. Well, this is the end
of the series. I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did. BWAHAHAHA! On to
the next arc! :)
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