Instant Gratification (cont)

"Nothing." Normally Wufei would have been put off by the wary, suspicious tone of Duo's voice; but today he was feeling bold.

Hormones will do that to a person.

And the gods knew, his hormones were certainly raging today. Besides which, coming home to find Duo watching Asian porn had cemented his tentative decision of a short while earlier and made his confidence soar.

What would it honestly hurt to try?

"That's a damn strange sort of nothing," Duo shot back; Wufei simply smiled to himself and continued rubbing the other's back as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

~Damn him!~ Duo suppressed a groan and gently pushed against the mattress with his hips. He was so damn turned on right now, it wasn't even funny. He desperately needed some sort of relief. ~Great, Duo, just great,~ he chided himself. ~Start humping the bed while he's sittin' right next to ya...he's gotta be laughing his ass off behind that sexy smile...oh, god, I am in such trouble.~

He was so sure Wufei was playing with him, having fun at his expense, that he didn't even consider the possibility that his wet dream of a roommate could seriously be coming on to him.

Wufei, encouraged by Duo's gradual reaction, dared to move further. He swung his body gracefully around and onto the bed, pressing close alongside Duo's. The American, already tense, jerked and stiffened further.

~What the fuck is he doing??~ Duo shied away, though admittedly reluctant to do so, as Wufei's dark head lowered and rubbed at his shoulder in a strikingly feline gesture.

"Relax, Maxwell," Wufei purred, one slender hand moving softly to the back of Duo's neck as he...kissed? Duo's upper arm through the material of his shirt.

The chestnut-haired boy closed his eyes and drew in a shaky breath. ~Ya know what? Screw it. I don't know what the hell he thinks he's up to, but I may as well enjoy it while it lasts.~ His clear-headedness had abandoned him a short while back; he no longer really cared. It was strange to have Wu touching him like this; but it was way too close to too many fantasies for him to even try to make himself move away.

Wufei sighed, barely audible, and began softly nuzzling at Duo's neck. The boy was absolutely intoxicating--the sight, the feel, the smell of him--Wufei inhaled the light, sweet scent of that silky hair before throwing what caution remained to the wind and burying his face in the base of the braid. Pear, a hint of peach...a trace of something else, fleeting and indefinable...that underlying pulse of warmth and life and Duo--he smelled nearly edible, in a terribly arousing way.

Duo couldn't stifle his groan when Wufei's lips brushed against his ear. He no longer cared if he was being jerked around; he just didn't want it to stop. He was silently praying to the god he'd never really believed in to let this last indefinitely. He didn't want to pretend that it had never happened, that it had all been a prank, and return to lusting after the Chinese boy from a figurative distance.

Abruptly Wufei moved again, straddling Duo's hips in one smooth motion and leaning down over his back. Shocked, Duo froze, eyes wide. The tip of Wufei's tongue slid lightly down the edge of one ear and Duo gasped, hips thrusting shallowly before he could stop himself. Pinned as he was beneath Wufei's weight, he was fast on his way to completely losing what control he had left.

"There is a secret I have never told you, Duo," Wufei said softly, breath dangerously warm against the American's skin. He paused, licking gently at Duo's neck again. "Given the choice, I, too, prefer to date men." Duo went still beneath him; the black-haired boy moved his head around so that his lips grazed the American's other ear. "And...I am wildly attracted to you."

No way. No fucking way. He had to be kidding. "Do...do you mean that?" Duo was disgusted with the breathy eagerness of his tone but couldn't help asking. He'd never known Wufei to lie; but the boy had developed a penchant for teasing ruthlessly in the time they'd been living together.

He could practically hear the Chinese youth smirk. "What do you think?" Wufei answered, and rolled his hips forward into Duo's backside.

Yes, he was very definitely erect underneath those jeans.

Duo groaned as he felt what could only be the firmness of Wufei's cock pressing hard against him through their clothing. ~Oh Jesus, I think he's serious! God, please, don't let me be dreaming...~ He let his head drop forward and instantly Wufei's lips were on the back of his neck, moving gently, suckling, arousing him even further.

He moaned, softly. "Wufei..."

The Chinese boy smiled against the nape of his friend's neck, heat simmering in his blood at the way his name trembled from Duo's lips, and thrust lightly with his hips again. Duo pushed back almost hesitantly, emitting a soft whine at the vague friction created.

~Such a beautiful sound...~ Wufei nipped gently at an ivory earlobe and deftly untucked Duo's shirt, splayed hands running lightly up underneath it, fingertips ghosting over sinewy obliques, exploring the contours of the wiry build he'd admired for years. Duo might look skinny as a toothpick to the uneducated eye; but under those dark clothes was a hard, athletic physique that just begged to be properly appreciated...

Desires steadily becoming more urgent, Wufei pushed Duo's shirt up as far as he could and fell to exploring Duo's slender back with his mouth, barely noticing as the other boy wrestled the garment off over his head and pulled it free of his braid. Duo's skin was so warm, and surprisingly soft over the firmness of his musculature; and the taste of it...

"Sweet," Wufei murmured, and Duo shivered appreciatively beneath him. "So sweet...Duo..."

The American moaned again, wordlessly this time, and arched his hips back and up into Wufei's. The boy was making him crazy, what with the touching and the tasting and that voice in his ear and the feel of Wufei's silk shirt brushing over his bare skin, the caress of Wufei's mouth and the erotic seduction of those slender fingers, the weight of Wufei against his back and the inescapably arousing scent of him...Duo drew in a shuddering breath.

"I swear to god, 'Fei, if you're fucking with me I am so gonna kick your ass..." His voice was strained, breathless, belying the cocky tone of his words and betraying exactly how vulnerable he was at the moment.

In answer, Wufei bit lightly at the juncture of his neck and shoulder and slid reassuring hands underneath him, teasing his peaked nipples before working lower and inward. Duo whimpered, hips flexing as he realized where those hands were headed.

"No games, Duo," Wufei whispered in his ear, voice little more than a sensual hiss. "I want you..." His hips pushed forward as his fingers found and opened the button of Duo's jeans; the American's stomach clenched in anticipation as Wufei drew the zipper down. The raven-haired boy latched onto an earlobe, sucking gently as he pulled the denim open and slid a hand inside.

~Glad I didn't wear undies--~ The thought flashed briefly through Duo's mind; and then Wufei was touching him there.

"Oh, my god, Wufei--" It was half gasp, half groan; and Duo trembled as those slender fingers stroked him gently--not grasping, not pumping; simply moving back and forth against his raging erection, teasing the sweet ache that filled him into a soft crescendo of pleasure that would somehow never be enough. His head dropped to the mattress and he whimpered, voice muffled by the bedclothes as he lifted his hips against Wufei's above him, wordlessly begging for more.

Wufei closed his eyes, thrilling to the sounds Duo was making beneath him, to the feel of the boy's body supple and strong beneath his own, the feel of Duo's cock throbbing hard and alive in his hand. He grasped it completely, squeezing gently; Duo gave a soft cry and surged into his grip, arching up and thrusting down again with a desperate groan. Wufei groaned softly himself, terribly aroused, and attacked Duo's neck with renewed passion, determined to taste every inch of the boy's skin. His free hand slid up Duo's side while his mouth nipped and sucked and kissed and licked at ears and shoulders alike and everything in between, gentle yet insistent.

Duo moaned, unable to do anything but feel as Wufei lovingly caressed his aching shaft with one hand and lightly stroked his body with the other; and the way that mouth moved over his skin was enough to make a man insane. Hell, any one of those factors alone would have been enough to drive him slowly crazy; combined, they were sending him tumbling rapidly out of control toward the edge of blissful oblivion...

He drew in a shuddering breath and tried to reign himself in. He wasn't ready for that quite yet--after all, there was so much more they could do! But Wufei didn't seem inclined to release him anytime soon.

"'Fei...Wufei...slow down, Babe...don't make me come yet..."

Wufei's response was little more than a muffled groan against Duo's neck, but he slowly released the boy's cock as requested. With one last bite to the American's shoulder, he wriggled his body in a smooth, fluid motion backward off of Duo, parted lips and the tip of his tongue trailing down the other's spine as he went until they reached the waistband of Duo's jeans. Wufei's hands slid to Duo's hips beneath the heavy denim, pushing it down until the fabric lay below the curve of the American's bottom; then his mouth continued on its journey.

Duo gave a startled gasp as Wufei's tongue slid down the cleft of his ass; he nearly choked on his own tongue as he felt his cheeks spread and his entrance gently licked. ~Oh my god, that's disgusss...tiiing ok maybe not...ooh...~ His initial reaction faded quickly as his body decided that it definitely liked what Wufei was doing. He squirmed lightly against the warm wet press of the Chinese boy's tongue, then yelped suddenly when Wufei's teeth sank gently but firmly into the flesh of his right buttock.

"Ow! 'Fei! What was that for?"

Wufei stayed silent a moment, mouth dragging hotly across Duo's skin before answering. "Duo...my Duo...I could eat you alive..."

The audible lust in that tone sent a sharp bolt of pleasure lancing straight to Duo's groin; Wufei's use of the possessive only made it stronger. God, he wanted Wufei inside him...needed it, now...

"Why don'tcha fuck me, instead?" he replied, his tone sassy albeit breathless as he squirmed beneath the other's roving hands. ~God, is he even willing to take it that far?~

Wufei's fingers dug into Duo's hips. "Do you have anything to facilitate that suggestion?"

~Yes! Christ, just the sound of his voice is almost enough to make me come...~ Duo jerked his head toward the dresser. "Yeah; top drawer, on the left, underneath..."

Wufei rose gracefully from the bed; Duo turned his head, watching, helpless to resist the sight of his roommate stripping negligently--the way the white silk shirt slid easily down Wufei's arms and fluttered to the floor; the ripple of movement as the black tee was peeled off to fall carelessly atop it a second later; the smooth glide of muscle under that creamy café-au-lait skin as Wufei stepped over to the dresser...

Duo was practically drooling at the sight. No question about it--Wufei was way beyond sexy--the boy was utter perfection, a wet dream given human form. Gorgeous physique, every contour of his body perfectly defined, broad shoulders, slim waist...and damn, but he still had his pants on, belt slung heavy about his hips. What beauty must lie hidden underneath...

Wufei toed off his shoes, retrieved the lube, and turned back as Duo continued his visual worshipping. Perfect hair, perfect eyes, perfect cheekbones, perfect mouth--god, did he ever want to feast on that mouth! Wufei had to be one hell of a kisser...

Duo's fevered musings cut short as Wufei sank back down beside him on the bed and began pulling his jeans further down. He wriggled helpfully and found himself completely naked in a matter of seconds.

Wufei stretched out alongside him, body molded to his, mouth pressing and pulling at any skin within reach, hand rubbing his backside, fingertips straying down underneath. Duo spread his legs wider and whimpered quietly as Wufei stroked softly just behind his scrotum, lingering there a moment before moving to his tightening balls, toying with them, squeezing gently and setting Duo's pulse racing.

"Ah, god, Wufei--" Just saying that name gave him an immeasurable thrill; he wanted so much more than Wufei's hands and mouth on his body, more than the teasing touches he was currently subjected to. He wanted Wufei's cock inside him, not pressing still-clothed hard into his thigh; wanted Wufei atop him once more, joined with him, a companion in his ecstasy instead of merely its provider.

Wufei's teasing fingers withdrew abruptly; when they returned, they were slick and purposeful, sliding directly to the tight pucker of Duo's anus and pushing carefully inside.

The braided boy held perfectly still, very nearly forgetting how to breathe as Wufei's fingers twisted gently within him. It had been quite awhile since he'd last done the nasty; he'd almost forgotten how good it could feel. There was some slight discomfort, sure; but it wasn't long before the pleasure shivering through his veins washed everything else away. He pillowed his head on his arms with a sigh, simply existing while Wufei's ministrations sent wave after gentle wave of mild ecstasy singing through him.

Beautiful as that sensation was, Duo soon grew restless for more. He arched his hips a bit, pushing back against Wufei's hand, and moaned appreciatively when the Chinese boy responded with a little more force.

"Ah, yeah--mm...god, Wufei--you gonna fuck me or just tease me all afternoon?"

Wufei dropped a light kiss behind one shoulder blade and twisted his fingers again. "Tease."

"Aw, 'Fei, c'mon, man, don't be like that..." Duo pushed against his hand insistently. "I want you--please?"

"Begging will get you nowhere." Again, Duo could hear the smirk in the other boy's voice. "Do you think yourself worthy to be taken by Chang Wufei, last of the Dragon Clan?"

Duo knew his friend was still teasing but was far too distracted to come up with a properly scathing retort and so settled instead for a serious answer.

"Hell no, 'Fei--you're so far outta my league it ain't even funny. You're like super-human sexy, and smart and strong and so damned honorable and good--you're freakin' perfect. I'm just me--ex-street rat, ex-thief, ex-pilot, ex-terrorist, ex-anybody--I don't deserve you. But I want you anyway."

Wufei withdrew his fingers from Duo's body and laid his head against the American's back, all playfulness subsided. "Do not idolize me so, Duo," he said softly, turning his face to press gentle kisses to the silken ivory skin beneath his cheek. He couldn't make himself stop. "It is I who do not deserve you." He kissed again, one hand running over Duo's hip. "You, so alive you have given life back to me...I ought to fall at your feet in worship..."

"No, Wufei, no, no," Duo countered, trying to turn over to face the other; but Wufei's upper body lay half over his and he wasn't going anywhere. "You're more than worthy, and I don't mean to idolize. I just...I feel honored that you want me as much as I want you."

"How do you know?" The teasing tone was instantly back in the other boy's voice, throwing Duo completely for a loop.

"I--what?"

"How do you know I do not want you more?"

Duo smirked. "Huh. Do you?"

Wufei was kissing his back again. "That would depend, my beautiful one, on how badly you want me."

Duo shook his head, grinning. "I'm rock-hard and butt-naked, Wufei. I've got a hot spot for Asians and you are one gorgeous specimen. Not to mention you're built like a god--how bad do you think I want you?"

"Mm. Badly enough. But I still say I want you more."

"Oh yeah?" Duo wiggled his ass a little. "Prove it."

"My my. A challenge." Wufei's erection ground just a little more firmly against Duo's thigh; and then he was gone, standing, shedding the last of his clothing.

Duo lay where he was, breath shallow with anticipation as he heard the jingle of a belt unbuckled, the soft rasp of a zipper, the whispered rustling of jeans dropping carelessly to the floor and being kicked aside...he shivered as Wufei knelt between his legs. He could hear the slight, wet sound of Wufei spreading lube on himself; he was very nearly trembling, heart pounding in his throat, hardly able to believe that this was actually going to happen, waiting breathlessly for that first touch of Wufei's cock to his entrance...

And waiting...

And waiting...

And waiting.

He wriggled again, impatiently. "What're you doing back there?"

"Admiring the view."

Duo snorted. "C'mon, Wufei, quit dawdling. Slide your dick up my ass and plow it for all you're worth!"

He could almost hear the blink. "You are terribly crass when horny, aren't you?"

Duo growled, exasperated. "You drive me to it, Babe--now stick it in! "

"Mm. As you wish."

Wufei's hands settled on his buttocks, spreading him; and then the head of the Chinese boy's cock pushed against him, slick hot and hard as it pressed inside.

Duo groaned at the sensation even as he did a mental happy dance--he was finally having sex with Chang Wufei. What could possibly be better?

"Ahhh, yes...oh my god...ohh--ah--hey--ow! OW!! Holy shit, 'Fei, I thought Asians were s'posed to be small! "

Wufei slapped his rear not-quite-gently and pushed into him just a tiny fraction more; Duo moaned, half pain, half pleasure, all wanton lust.

"I am disappointed in you, Maxwell, for subscribing to such a belief." Wufei's voice was tight, strained, betraying the fact that his self-control was nowhere near as intact as his words indicated. "It is no more than a derogatory cultural stereotype."

"Lucky for me, huh?" Duo managed breathlessly, his body a throbbing ache around Wufei's shaft within him. He held perfectly still, not daring to move, simply trying to adjust. ~My god, he's fucking huge--I had no idea...this is gonna be soooo good...~ His own cock was wonderfully hard, wedged between his pelvis and the mattress, pulsing deliciously as Wufei leaned down over his back. Full lips brushed his skin again; Duo shivered and pushed himself up on his hands, wanting to be closer, to feel the heat of Wufei against him as well as inside him.

Wufei wrapped one arm around him at the shoulder, mouth feasting at the side of his neck again, hand sliding down to pinch at his nipples mercilessly. Duo moaned, tossing his head back, braid trapped between their bodies.

"'Fei--please--"

Wufei bit lightly at his earlobe and began to move, propped up on one arm, the other still tight about Duo.

The American whimpered softly, head falling forward again. It still hurt, yes; but god what a wonderful pain. And it would fade, he knew, as the rhythm of their coupling wore on. He closed his eyes tightly, concentrating on the feel of Wufei's mouth against his neck, Wufei's fingers still toying with a nipple, Wufei's hips undulating against him in a slow, steady, circular rhythm; the gentle slide of Wufei's shaft within him, in and out, in and out, easing the sharp ache until all that was left was mounting pleasure...he tipped his head back and shivered as Wufei's tongue ran lightly up to his jaw.

"Ah, Wufei..." The other boy's name was all he could say.

"How do you like it?" that voice whispered in his ear, lips a silken brush against the delicate skin as that wonderful cock pumped into him again. "Am I everything you had hoped I would be?" That tone, though teasing, held a note of genuine uncertainty.

~What the hell has he got to be insecure about?~ Duo was forced to wonder as he answered.

"You're--oh my god--you're perfect...unh...you feel incredible in there, Babe...ah, 'Fei...don't...don't stop, whatever you do..."

Wufei made a soft whimpering sound and nuzzled a kiss against his cheek, sliding into him with just a little more force. Duo moaned and slid from his embrace, collapsing to the bed and half-kneeling, granting Wufei deeper access to him. The Chinese boy knelt up and took hold of his hips, driving into him firmly but gently still.

"Duo...gods, Duo--"

Hearing Wufei gasp his name in such absolute pleasure only made Duo all the hotter; he shoved backward, impaling himself hard again and again, crying out at the sweet shocks the violent movement sent through him.

"Ah Christ Wufei--god! Harder, please--!"

Abruptly Wufei snaked an arm tightly around his waist, keeping them locked together and pulling Duo upright until he was straddling the Chinese boy's lap backward in a position that would never have worked if his legs weren't so long.

"Show me," Wufei gasped, one arm still about the American's stomach, the other curving up from behind to grasp his shoulder. "Show me how you want it, Duo--"

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