Dreams + Part 3 (cont)
Wufei's head fell back in surrender
as he gave voice to a strangled, breathless whimper of pure need. His
hips slouched forward, away from the wall, thrusting more fully into the
heaven of Duo's mouth. The boy was purring again, hands sliding up Wufei's
thighs and around, firmly clasping his buttocks, pulling him impossibly
deeper before drawing back only to return again and again. Both Wufei's
hands clenched in Duo's hair, urging his fellow pilot on as he struggled
to keep from crying out. The intensity and the ecstasy were driving him
insane. His hips were bucking shallowly, mindlessly, his legs trembling
as Duo worked him rapidly to the edge of release. The boy wouldn't let
up, pleasuring him relentlessly; a few more seconds and Wufei snapped.
His body clenched, thrusting forward one last time as he spilled his offering
into Duo's eager mouth. He bit his lip hard, choking down a fierce cry
of passion that would surely have summoned their fellow pilots as he felt
Duo swallow around him. And then his strength evaporated, his knees buckled,
and he slid weakly down the wall until he was face to face with Duo, legs
sprawled on either side of the kneeling boy. His breath finally escaped
in a long sigh, and he murmured the only words that would come to mind:
"Incredible -- Duo... "
He slowly opened his eyes and met Duo's mischievous violet gaze, gently
disentangling his fingers from the boy's chestnut hair. Duo smiled, lazily
and satisfied, and ran his tongue suggestively over his bottom lip, licking
away and remaining traces of Wufei's seed. He then wiped his mouth with
the back of one hand and leaned forward.
"You taste good, `Fei," he said quietly, voice sultry. Wufei
just shivered. Duo stared at him intently for another few seconds, unblinking,
and shook his head slightly. "You are so goddamn sexy,"
he murmured, and gently pulled the Chinese boy into a kiss.
Too drained to resist or even participate much, Wufei closed his eyes
and parted his lips, vaguely excited by the residual taste of his orgasm
in Duo's mouth. He draped his arms limply around Duo's neck and let himself
simply exist for a moment in the pleasure of that kiss.
Duo pulled away suddenly and stood, drawing Wufei up with him. The black-eyed
boy was still a little unsteady; a second later he was taken completely
by surprise as he was picked up and slung over the shoulder of the chestnut-haired
pilot. He found his eyes on a level with the little black shorts; at the
same time he felt Duo's hand settle over his own bared backside with an
almost imperceptible caress. Had it been anyone but Duo, the position
would have been utterly humiliating;(3) as it was, the situation only
served to arouse him further, reawakening him. And even upside down, the
view was rather nice...
Duo carried him into the bedroom, kicking their discarded clothing inside
before shutting the door. Wufei had a second to observe that they were
in Duo's room and not his own before he was dumped unceremoniously on
He looked up bemusedly at the other boy from his somewhat undignified
position, legs splayed, shirt hanging open around him, hands braced behind
where he'd caught himself from falling flat on his back. Duo stood before
him, fists on hips, eyes raking over him appreciatively. Completely un-self-conscious
(after all, why be shy when the boy had just blown him?), Wufei leaned
back a little more and shrugged his shirt back off of his shoulders, displaying
himself completely to Duo's sight. He returned the violet stare, devouring
the image Duo's lean, pale body and long slender legs made before him.
Duo was pinned by that onyx gaze, momentarily unable to move. Wufei looked
so damn alluring, sitting on his bed like that -- it was unreal,
a snapshot from his most private dreams. Those muscular legs, parted ever-so-invitingly
to reveal the prize laying stiffly between; the tight, flat expanse of
his abdomen, pale golden-bronze skin beautifully aglow in the moonlight;
the sleek, sculpted lines of his chest and shoulders flowing smoothly
down into his arms; the surprisingly delicate curve of his slender neck;
that fine, silken ebony hair falling gracefully around and into his face,
barely wisping down past his shoulders; that round, perfect little face
itself tilted up at Duo, obsidian eyes fathomless in this light and blazing
with heat; the tempting fullness of his mouth, enhanced by a slow come-hither
smile and just begging to be kissed -- Duo found himself mesmerized.
Wufei was absolutely, unbelievably beautiful; and he was sprawled on Duo's
bed invitingly, promising all manner of carnal delights with just the
faint curve of his lips. Duo stepped forward and leaned down, reaching
for the exotic vision before him, braid sliding down off his shoulder
as he did so.
Wufei drew one hand out of the scarlet silk piled around his wrists and
grabbed the braid, using it to haul Duo almost roughly to him.(4) He kissed
the boy savagely, tongue thrusting out to wrestle Duo's insistently back
into his own mouth. The violet-eyed pilot's performance in the hall had
taken the edge of desperation off of his desire; now he was going to return
the favor and take this chance to revel in fantasy become reality.
Wufei's fierce kiss elicited a soft sound from Duo that conveyed both
surprise and pleasure. The Chinese boy brought both hands to Duo's waist
and all but threw him sideways onto the bed. His fingers slid lower, dragging
the black satin shorts along; Duo's hips lifted eagerly off the mattress
and Wufei drew the silky material swiftly down those long legs and off,
leaving them both completely naked at last.
Duo's equipment was quite impressive in its own right, trembling at stiff
attention; Wufei stared at it with some consideration, suddenly envisioning
that length deep inside of him, filling him, driving him over the edge...
He shivered and met Duo's gaze, further excited by the lust shining in
those violet eyes.
"I want to taste you," he very nearly growled, voice low and
husky, hundreds of dreams about to be fulfilled.
Duo shifted his hips in invitation , hungry for the ecstasy that mouth
could provide. "Do it, `Fei," he whispered, breathless with
Wufei lowered his head and began licking wetly up the length of Duo's
shaft. The boy gasped, his organ twitching and straining at that touch,
needing more. Wufei continued, spurred on by Duo's wordless whimper of
a response, lapping at the head of Duo's cock and savoring the unique
flavor of the liquid already seeping from its tip. His tongue traveled
on, thoroughly bathing the hot hardened flesh before he took it into his
mouth. Slender fingers wrapped around its base, holding it steady as he
began his oh-so-pleasant task in earnest.
Duo's hitching whimpers became full-fledged breathless moans as Wufei
fully devoured him. "Oh my GOD," he groaned, arms bracing against
the headboard as his body trembled. "Don't stop, Wufei... yeesssss...
ohhhh, yeah --god YES... " His hips arched convulsively,
seeking to drive himself even deeper.
Wufei moved with him, maintaining his rhythm as Duo bucked lightly beneath
him. It felt simply perfect, doing this to Duo, knowing that every sound
the boy voiced, every move the slender body made, was because of him.
A low, purring moan rose up in his throat; Duo shuddered and cried out
softly, pushed further into ecstasy by the soft vibration. Aroused even
more, Wufei drew on that length with increasingly rapid strokes, determined
to bring the boy to climax.
Duo's senses were approaching overload, intense pleasure coursing through
him from Wufei's attentions. His head was thrown back, lashing from side
to side, lips parted as strangled cries trembled from his throat. He was
hardly conscious of anything beyond Wufei's mouth, those cries becoming
near-sobs as he writhed helplessly, thrusting urgently into that warmth.
"Aw, fuck!" he whimpered, control unraveling as he neared the
edge. "Oh god, Wufei! Oh god... oh god, oh god... " Abruptly
he yanked the pillow over his face, muffling the shriek that emerged as
he came. His hips bucked weakly once, twice, subsiding as he spent himself.
He shuddered and moaned, pushing the pillow away, unable to believe that
anything could feel so good. All his fantasies about the Chinese pilot
-- they were nothing against the reality.
Wufei pulled back slowly, licking away the last traces of semen as he
withdrew. Duo was sprawled limply on the bed, eyes closed, chest rising
and falling shallowly with each breath. He barely moved as Wufei crawled
over on top of him, fingertips brushing teasingly along ivory skin. The
Chinese boy sighed, loving the feel of Duo against him, beneath him; he
pushed his semi-alert member gently into the braided pilot's softened
flesh, stirring the other boy toward attention again.
Duo smiled weakly at him, violet eyes blinking open. "God, `Fei,"
he murmured, reaching up to brush raven-dark silk away from Wufei's forehead.
"I always knew you were talented, but damn. I never even dreamed
you could be that good." He twined his fingers into the back
of Wufei's hair and drew him down into a languid kiss.
"I am pleased that you enjoyed it," Wufei murmured, pulling
away and trailing his lips down Duo's jaw line. "I've wanted to do
this for a very long time."
"If I'd known that, I'da moved on ya way before now,"
Duo responded, turning his head to the side to accommodate Wufei's kisses.
He shivered pleasantly as that perfect mouth slid along his neck and over
his shoulder while a slender hand moved down his other arm. "I can't
believe I was ever interested in Heero `stead of you."
Wufei pulled back, blinking in surprise. "Yuy?" he asked, a
tiny frown marring his lovely countenance. "What did you ever see
Duo grinned sheepishly. "He's really hot?" he offered.
"Perhaps," Wufei conceded, his expression communicating that
he didn't necessarily agree.
"Well, I used to think so," Duo asserted, one finger
tracing idly up and down Wufei's arm. "But he's so locked up in himself
and his mission -- I lost interest real fast. Then I noticed you
one morning when you were doing katas with your sword." One ebony
eyebrow rose in amusement. "You were out of bed early enough to see
Duo's mouth quirked up at one corner. "Yeah, once or twice --
I only sleep in ninety-eight percent of the time, y'know." He
shifted beneath Wufei so that they were both lying on the mattress, face
to face instead of one atop the other. "But anyway. You were just
so focused, so intent... the way you moved was amazing, all fluid and
graceful but deadly and precise -- I'd never seen anything like
it. And it just made me wonder why I'd never noticed before how sexy you
Wufei opened his mouth to make some response of modest denial; he was
silenced by Duo's long slender fingers pressing lightly over his lips.
"You are," the American boy affirmed quietly. "You're sexy,
pretty, built, fine, hot, gorgeous, comely, good-looking, handsome --
whatever you wanna call it. You're just beautiful, Wufei." He arched
gently against the raven-haired boy, his admiration evident, hands slowly
tracing the lengths of bare golden skin. "And you've got so
much more personality than Mr. Perfect Soldier. You actually responded
when I tried to hold a conversation, get to know you. You let me see your
human side." His lips brushed softly across Wufei's, lingering for
just an instant. "And I got more and more interested the longer I
was around you."
Wufei slipped his arms around Duo, keeping the slender body pressed close
against him. "What, then, made you wait so long to act?"
Duo's fingertips whispered down the Chinese boy's back and over the tight
curve of his buttocks. "I couldn't tell if you were into guys or
not. I mean, I thought you were, but I wasn't sure -- not until
I caught you staring at my ass in the kitchen last month." His words
were punctuated by a quick squeeze. Wufei blushed, the pinkish color barely
visible in the moonlight, and Duo grinned. "Then I had to figure
out that you were into me." He winked. "So how
come you never said anything, Wu?"
"I thought you were straight," Wufei admitted. "I was certain
of it. The girls at those schools were always all over you; you flirt
so naturally I assumed you weren't interested in boys." His fingertips
traced over Duo's face, drawing unruly bangs aside briefly. "It drove
me mad at times, to see you and to know that I would never have you, to
want you so much knowing you could not want me... " He trailed off,
distracted and lost in the wide violet eyes so close to him now. "You
are perfectly breathtaking; do you realize this?" he murmured, barely
aware of what he was saying.
Duo shook his head dismissively. "I'm honored that you'd say so,
`Fei; but really, I'm nothin' special. Pretty average, actually. I still
can't figure out what caught your attention in the first place."
Wufei's brow furrowed slightly. "You are hardly average, Maxwell,"
he admonished firmly. "You have a spirit, a fire, so bright that
it can't possibly escape notice. You are so full of life, even when you're
at your most bitter and disillusioned. And you care so much about people,
about your fellow pilots... " He was unconsciously fingering the
braid as he spoke, tracing over the simple, age-old pattern woven from
the cornsilk strands as he voiced his thoughts. "How could I not
pay attention, not become mesmerized? How could I do anything but fall
and be caught, a willing prisoner of your unconscious appeal?"
Duo ducked his head, visibly embarrassed but pleased. "Such things
you say," he mumbled, face burning, throat oddly tight. He had no
idea that anyone had ever held him in such high regard.
"Of course, I also find you astoundingly attractive," Wufei
said off-handedly, attempting to lighten the conversation and dispel Duo's
"`Astoundingly attractive.'" Duo rolled his eyes, mock- affronted.
"Always with the big words. How `bout, `God, Duo, you're so damn
hot I just wanna rip all your clothes off and make mad steamy love to
you all night long'? Too undignified?"
"God, Duo, you're so damn hot I just want to rip all your clothes
off and make mad steamy love to you all night long," Wufei repeated
softly, perfectly serious. Duo eyed him for a second before releasing
a low, throaty laugh.
"Say whatever you like, `Fei," he breathed huskily, squirming
lightly against his fellow pilot's body. "I love the sound of your
"Mmmmm," was the only response Wufei made, the purr lowering
to a deep growl as Duo's semi-erect member ground against his own. Both
boys were rapidly reheating, wanting, needing a deeper fulfillment of
mutual desire. Wufei's slim fingers sought out the end of the chestnut
braid, discarding the band that held it and unraveling the lustrous length,
working swiftly upward. He caught Duo's mouth with his own, fusing them
together momentarily as the fire of passion flared between them again.
He wanted Duo, now more than ever it seemed; wanted to feel that slender,
sinewy body writhing beneath him, to hear that voice moaning exquisitely
as he entered the boy. Even greater, though, was the need to be taken,
to have Duo inside of him, filling him completely as he surrendered to
the inevitable ecstasy.
He hooked one leg over Duo's and rolled onto his back, bringing the other
pilot's slight weight atop him. Duo rose up, hands bracing gently against
the Chinese boy's muscular chest, unbound hair spilling around him in
silken tendrils and waves. Wufei growled again at the feel of Duo's hardened
flesh pressing against his as the boy straddled him; Duo grinned ferally
and leaned forward, hips rocking teasingly into Wufei's and eliciting
another growl from the Chinese boy.
"God, I love it when you do that," the American breathed, hands
smoothing over sculpted shoulders as he laid himself over Wufei. "It's
damn sexy... makes me want you even more... " He wriggled slightly,
the length of his body shifting enticingly against his fellow pilot's
as he smothered the Chinese boy's mouth with his own.
Wufei arched wantonly beneath the passionate American, abandoning himself
to the impending experience. Duo's hair whispered softly around him in
the moonlight, the light, sweet scent of it an aphrodisiac to his senses.
His hands twined effortlessly into the silken lengths, reaching to hold
the back of Duo's head, seeking the warm skin of Duo's back. He wrapped
his arms around the slender waist, pulling Duo tightly against him as
the boy continued his slow undulations. They were both lost in each other,
tongues dueling sensually in kiss after kiss, hips pulsing together as
their erections slid deliciously against one another.
"Gods, Duo -- " With a low moan, Wufei broke away at
last, shivering as Duo's lips wandered along his jaw and down his neck.
He tilted his head back, offering his throat to the eager American; Duo's
mouth trailed hotly over his throbbing pulse and nuzzled into the hollow
of his collarbone. Wufei twisted beneath the other boy, hands closing
over the tight curves of Duo's rear, pulling the braided pilot's hips
tightly down against his own. His need was becoming unbearable.