Yuy Style "
Written By: Zazu
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I
own the characters. I have borrowed them here for some fun and creativity,
and this is not for profit. I do, however, own the plot mentioned
here, and any instances that you may find similar to real life events
are purely a coincidence.
Warnings: yaoi lemon alert! A very, very slight
hint of bondage and a brief mention of sex in a public place. Language
Notes: Written for ShenLong Deb's Art of Seduction
2006 contest. This is actually not beta-read, but I have tried my
very best to reduce any errors in it. Alas, although I realize Deb
mentioned we should get our entries beta-read...I didn't *hides*.
/blah/ denotes thoughts.
*blah* denotes emphasis.
Summary: Heero is quite fed up with seeing Duo
apply his Maxwell Charm and flirt with the females in the Preventers
Office. He comes up with Mission Seduction in hopes of giving his
lover a taste of his own medicine, as well as to seduce said lover
into some rougher play by seeking out and manipulating the possessive
and jealous nature within his braided lover.
Written: July 5, 2006
"Mission Seduction: Yuy Style"
"Done yet?" Heero looked over Duo's shoulder at the
mission report that was being finalized.
"Just about...yes. Done." Duo hit the print button and sat back, leaning
his head against Heero's arm. "Let's just hope we can drop this off
real quick. Then I need to go to the store and buy a white t-shirt."
"T-shirt?" Heero looked down at his boyfriend's upturned face. Then
he remembered. Every half a year, Preventer field agents had to do
medical checks, and as a part of those checks was a lengthy obstacle
course that required teamwork and individual stamina to test if the
agents were up to par with the physical standards set for agents.
"The test tomorrow." Duo sighed. "The neighbour's dog got to my shirt,
Heero snorted. "If you hadn't tossed it over the fence, he wouldn't
have gotten to it."
Duo stood and levelled a stare at his lover. "If I recall properly,
you were the one who had me up against the fence and *you*
were the one that pulled my shirt over my head and left it tangled
in my hands!"
"Tangled, yes." Heero felt his blood run a little quicker at the memory.
"But not over the fence." He returned.
Duo grabbed the papers from the printer and stuffed it into a file
that he proceeded to sign before handing the pen over to Heero so
he could do the same. He spoke again as they headed to the elevator
that would take them to Lady Une's office. "Well sorry. The fence
in the yard isn't that tall, remember? I was gripping the fence when
you went down on me and that stupid mutt almost took off my hands
when he snagged my shirt! Why did you have to do that to me in the
Heero remembered that scene with a half-hidden chuckle. He had been
about to enjoy his 'snack' when Duo had yelped and swore before he
had twisted and fallen onto his back with another curse. "It was two
in the morning, Duo. You wanted some air before going to bed, and
I wanted a snack. I doubted the neighbours would have been watching,
and plus, you weren't complaining until the mutt came over."
Duo grinned and placed a hand on Heero's shoulder. "So you do admit
it was the mutt's fault, and not mine. But I wasn't complaining."
He leaned close and licked Heero's ear before he stood properly as
the elevator doors pinged open. Heero mentally calculated the amount
of time it would take for them to drop off the report, go to the mall,
buy the necessary white shirt, go home, and ravish Duo. He cursed
as he remembered that he and Duo had agreed not to make love the day
before the physical tests in order to prevent hindering their top
scores, but he smirked behind Duo as they walked up to the secretary's
desk. They agreed not to make love, but that didn't mean he couldn't
snack off his lover.
"Lady Une's stepped into another office at the moment." The secretary
smiled up at Duo. "You can have a seat and wait for her."
Heero felt his previous good feelings walk out the door as his lover
applied his Maxwell charm in order to convince the secretary to let
him drop the office off on Lady Une's desk; the mission reports were
sensitive and couldn't be passed on through the secretary, but everyone
knew that no one touched what was on Lady Une's desk if they valued
their job, or lives. It only took a moment before the secretary wavered
and agreed to let Duo in to drop off the report. Heero hated how the
girls swooned over his lover even though their couple status was a
wide-known fact. He hated how Duo flirted with the girls -- even if
it meant nice make-up sex on the days that Heero got too frustrated.
Duo had once pointed out that the female population within Preventers
were mostly highly skilled, and when offended, could seriously hurt
one of them, and Duo had no intention of hurting a female even in
self-defence. Heero had agreed and seen the point.
It didn't mean he had to like it.
Plus, Duo seemed to be having too much fun. His lover basked in the
ladies attention, even though a part of Heero informed him yet again
that his lover most certainly basked in his attention. Not just basked,
needed it, begged for it, and as Duo himself said, didn't want to
live without it.
But he didn't like the attention on his boyfriend. Duo was his, and
they should have learned that by now. He had once heard the ladies
compare how many times Duo smiled at them in a week, what type of
smile; it was a competition to them! They kept tally!
Yes. Heero Yuy was a possessive bastard when it came to Duo, just
like Duo was when it came to Pocky.
His eyes narrowed in thought as he drove to the mall as a plan formulated
in his mind. Soon, he would have his revenge on his flirty, charming
lover, just so Duo could have a sense of what Heero went through every
day they spent in the office, which was an increasing amount of time.
Heero reminded himself it wasn't a bad thing; it meant fewer terrorists
wanted to try their luck and skills against the Preventers, and that
peace wasn't at threat. The point was, Duo would soon know how he
felt, and if he played his cards right, Duo would want to pound him
into the mattress as an additional perk.
A while later, they had returned home and had changed from their uniforms
into more comfortable shorts and t-shirts. Heero had barely made himself
comfortable on the couch to watch the early evening news when Duo
was upon him, grabbing his feet from where they were stretched out
and swinging them onto the couch before he yanked hard enough to get
Heero flattened on his back. The familiar weight of Duo settled onto
Heero as he gazed up at his lover.
"What were you thinking in the car?" Duo asked, his tongue darting
out to lick Heero's lips. Never let it be said that Duo wasn't observant;
he just wasn't obvious about it.
"About the fact that I wouldn't be allowed to pound you into tomorrow
because of the physicals." Heero replied. He had thought about that,
so it wasn't really a lie. Duo groaned and buried his face into Heero's
"You're not making it easier." Duo moaned, grinding his hips lightly
against Heero's, then a little harder when he felt Heero's arousal
"No fucking." Heero reminded Duo, and himself. "But doesn't mean you
can't taste me and let me taste you."
"Mm." Duo licked Heero's skin. "I love the way your brain works."
Heero smirked since Duo couldn't see his face. If his plans worked
out, he would most likely end up submitting to his lover the moment
the door closed behind them after the physicals tomorrow. Office door,
car door, house door, bedroom door. It didn't matter which one. Heero
knew Duo well, and his plot for revenge, he realized, had suddenly
turned into a plot of seduction with a lesson for Duo to learn. Two
birds with one stone.
His thinking halted there as his mind centered onto the wet warmth
that was Duo's mouth. He lifted his hips lazily. "Baka." He whispered.
"Why did you wait until we got changed?"
Duo let Heero's erection drop from his mouth before he gave a lick
to the head and answered. "Where's the fun if I can't undress you,
Heero?" Duo gave a sly smile.
"Come here, you." Heero reached and pulled Duo's faded t-shirt over
his head, watching as Duo slipped out of his shorts and boxers. "Let
me taste your lips."
"Mm, I love it when you talk like that." Duo slid up Heero's body,
pulling the shirt up along the way and tangling Heero's hands into
it as he kissed his lover and slid his own hand into the chocolate
locks that made up Heero's unruly hair. Their tongues delved and sparred
as their hips ground together to seek friction. Duo pulled back. "Keep
your hands there, Heero." He smiled, his expression one of love and
lust. "And let me relieve you there." His hand snaked down to touch
Heero, and Heero's hips lifted in answer.
Despite the loving look Duo cast him, Heero's mind held the resolve
to follow through with his plan the next day.
Now, he simply enjoyed his lover's soft touches and caresses as they
brought him to completion before they shifted and Heero returned the
favour slowly, torturously, just the way Duo craved it.
Soon, Mission Seduction: Yuy Style, would commence.
Well-rested the next day, Duo was excited to test out the obstacle
course. The fact that Heero had worked his magic until he had pleaded
for release left him thoroughly sated and pleasantly tired. They had
shared a dinner and a movie before they each took a quick shower and
slid into bed. He glanced at his lover, dressed in the white t-shirt
tucked into black combat pants required for their test. Heero was
studying the large warehouse with interest and Duo scanned the sheets
to see which set of partners they were to be grouped with. Ah, Pearson
and Boyd. Duo didn't particularly like Pearson; the man was handsome,
and bisexual. Not that he had a problem with the man's sexuality;
Duo just didn't like the fact that Pearson often sent looks towards
both his way and Heero's way.
Heero, on the other hand, had known that Pearson and Boyd would be
paired with them; he had seen the sheet yesterday but hadn't mentioned
it to Duo. It was part of the reason his particular plan was formed.
He gave the two men a nod and let his gaze linger on Pearson's face.
The man was handsome, but not to Duo's standards. Still, he would
have to follow through with his plan and give Duo a taste of his own
"I trust you, Duo." He murmured as he turned back to his lover who
was studying the obstacle course now. Duo looked up at those words.
"You want to make it to the top again?"
"Always, Heero." Duo definitely had a competitive streak. The past
two exams over the last year had shown Heero and Duo at the top of
"Okay." Heero nodded. "We'll switch partners today then, to get through
the paired sections of the obstacle course quickly, and group together
Duo understood that Heero meant for him to help one of the other agents
while he himself helped the other. He nodded, and Heero studied the
course with him.
"Boyd is shorter than me, and Pearson is taller than me." Heero pointed
out. "So you pair with Boyd, and I'll pair with Pearson since you're
taller than me."
"Sure." Duo figured that Heero made that suggestion because he had
calculated the best chances for them to pass the obstacle course efficiently.
They began the course at a brisk jog, and met their first obstacle:
a climb with nothing to help them up. Duo glanced at Boyd.
"I'll go up first." He suggested. "You're smaller than me, so it will
be easier for me to pull you up from the top." Boyd nodded at the
point, and braced himself with his hands against the wall and parted
his legs so Duo could use him as a stepladder and make his way up.
Dimly, Boyd thanked whoever made up the pairing schedule; Heero and
Duo were the best, and working with them would give him a chance to
fully test his own limits. And while the couple were the best, they
were also slim and compact, making any necessary teamwork relatively
easier. Duo's weight barely pressed on him before the lithe agent
was pulling himself up to the top of the climb. Duo then let his left
shoulder rest against the vertical metal bar that would prevent him
from falling back down, and let his arms dangle to give Boyd a lift
This climb wasn't particularly high; the following ones would require
the four of them to work together. Duo glanced out the corner of his
eye to see Heero beside him, reaching down for Pearson. He noted that
while Pearson was taller, Heero had almost inhuman strength, thanks
to Doctor J's tinkering and training. Boyd took a couple running steps
and easily grabbed Duo's two hands, and Duo used the momentum to pull
Boyd up. They waited as Heero did the same.
Duo noted that Pearson grabbed Heero's hand and reached with his other
to grab Heero's shoulder in order to lever himself up. Duo then watched
as his hand came up again to pull himself fully onto the platform,
and said hand proceeded to cop a feel of Heero's ass. What irked him
was that Heero straightened, and gave Pearson a look. Not a glare,
but another look, accompanied with the slightest of nods.
/What the hell?/
There was no time to wonder before they were on their way again, hopping
easily down the other side before they worked together to pass through
the barbed wire and do the required number of sit ups, chin ups, and
push ups at various points of the obstacle course. Duo also noticed
Heero offering his hand to pull Pearson up after sit-ups. That was
something Heero did for Duo, and Duo did not like the fact that Pearson
was being offered the same treatment. Did that mean Heero would offer
that to any of his partners?
And no matter how he tried, he couldn't catch Heero's eyes other than
when they had to work together.
When they met their second climb that would require them to work together,
they stood, deciding who should head up first. Pearson and Heero both
offered, and Duo watched as they discussed for a second among themselves
before Pearson put himself against the wall just like Boyd had in
the first climb. Boyd climbed above Pearson, and Heero easily used
the men as a climbing ladder. Pearson dropped Boyd back onto the ground
before he gestured for them. "Give me a hand up. Then I'll hold Yuy
down for you guys."
They knew that would be most efficient, Pearson was the tallest and
strongest not to mention heaviest of them and could dangle Heero down
and not risk dropping him. Duo stood with Boyd and they used each
other and the wall for balance before nodding to Pearson, giving him
the okay that they were ready for him. It only took a moment before
Pearson was at the top with Heero's help. Duo's eyes darkened at the
thought of Pearson scoring another grope. Heero then slid out over
the platform on his stomach, allowing Pearson to grip him by the ankles.
He stretched out his arms. Duo had to shake himself; they were doing
a physical test, for gosh sakes. Pearson had to be touching Heero.
He didn't like it.
Since Duo was taller, he gave Boyd a leg up so he could grab Heero's
arms and use Heero as a ladder. His lover made no protest as he dangled
down, and their eyes made contact as they waited for Boyd to make
his way to the top. Duo jumped up to grab Heero's hands, reaching
to grab his lover's pants and work his way up the human ladder. He
then watched as Heero pulled himself upwards in a sit-up motion, and
grabbed for Boyd's waiting hand. Pearson offered his hand from where
he was lying on the platform, and Heero accepted it, climbing over
the man once he was on the platform. Pearson moved quicker, lifting
his body in the motion of getting up, only to allow his own body to
touch Heero's crotch. Heero didn't comment, and stood to offer Pearson
a hand up, his touch lingering as the man thanked him.
/I trust you, Duo./ He recalled Heero's words. He would trust
Heero; he was just seeing Pearson's touches, and it was making him
over-react and believe that Heero was touching the man in return.
Heero noted the darkening of Duo's eyes as Duo fought with his emotions.
Pearson was making advances; this was no news to them, and he endured
it without complaint. He was giving lingering touches to silently
urge Pearson to keep the touches up. He wasn't good with words like
the Maxwell charm, but if this would get on Duo's nerves and teach
him not to flirt as much, then he would endure it this once.
They came to a checkpoint halfway through the course for drinks and
a towel to wipe their sweat. Duo caught the towel that Heero tossed
carelessly in his direction, and before he could smile and say his
thanks, he watched as Heero tossed another one to Boyd before grabbing
two more and actually walking it to Pearson to hand him the towel.
Heero ran the towel over his face and through his hair, tilting his
head back to wipe his neck before he tugged the white t-shirt from
the confines of the pants and pulled it up, exposing his taut stomach
to sight as he wiped it.
These were things that Heero did for Duo's eyes in the past exams,
and now, the Japanese man was facing Pearson as he did these things.
Duo watched as Pearsonís eyes darkened slightly with lust before he
handed Heero a bottle of water, which Heero accepted and took a long
drink from, again, tilting his head back and exposing his slender
throat. Pearson swallowed as Heero spilt some of the water onto himself
to cool his heated skin, then shook his head to remove the excess
drops of water in a scatter on the ground, and Pearson. Duo watched
as Pearson licked his lips.
Heero was flirting. Duo knew. His eyes narrowed as Heero tossed Pearson
a smirk, paying no attention to Duo at all. The braided man's heartbeats
quickened as he found a strange emotion steal over him.
Jealousy, he realized. He was jealous.
The rest of the obstacle course flew by as Duo worked almost in Shinigami
mode, grabbing his team mates in stronger-than-necessary grips, snapping
a couple of commands, and dropping his grinning facade in general.
Heero noted this with a well-hidden smirk. It would appear that things
were definitely working out.
Pearson clapped a hand on Heero's shoulder as he pointed the way down
the final leg of the obstacle course, then at the large timer ticking
at the top of the finish line before smiling and making comments about
their excellent time. With his frustration and jealousy eating at
him, Duo almost surpassed Heero halfway through the last sprint, only
to see Heero drop back. He turned back in surprise to see Heero matching
Pearson and Boyd's speed. He forced himself to wait with them and
passed the finish together.
He was very, *very* mad now.
Earlier in the morning, he had hidden a packet of Pocky in Heero's
lunch bag. It was his way of inviting Heero for a private lunch and
perhaps some kisses. He knew he couldn't blame Heero for not realizing
the invitation; he hadn't seen it when he accepted Pearson's invitation
to have lunch together after their shower.
"Nice run." Pearson commented. "Even though your time would have been
faster if you didn't drop back for Boyd and I."
"Our times were sufficient." Heero replied, pulling the packet of
Pocky out of his lunchbox with a raise of eyebrows.
"Maxwell doesn't seem too pleased." Pearson added in a low voice.
Duo turned his head to his sandwich, trying to concentrate on the
fact that Heero had made it for him. He blinked and coughed as he
tasted the pickles in his sandwich. He hated pickles and Heero knew
"You all right, Maxwell?" Pearson asked. Duo didn't want to give the
man the pleasure of seeing him make a fuss over pickles, and swallowed.
Something was definitely wrong.
"Fine." He said shortly.
"What's that you got there, Yuy?" Pearson picked up the packet. "Oh,
Pocky." He said, reading the label.
"You can have it if you want." Heero said. "Don't really feel like
Duo hid the gawk. He was surprised, but he wouldn't let Pearson see
it. He was too stubborn, too proud to let Pearson see his surprise.
In his mind, he began to scheme. The moment they were home he was
going to tie Heero up and pound him into the mattress as a reminder
of their couple-status. Then he was going to hold Heero on the brink
of orgasm and demand answers. No. The plan needed revision; he would
have to hold himself off if he wanted to fully tease and torment his
Yes, Duo Maxwell was a possessive bastard that could be sadistic at
times, especially when it came to a flirty Heero.
Heero continued to note the swift and hidden changes of expression
in his lover's face, but again, firmed his resolve. They only had
to report to the medical bay for the results of their tests before
they got rest of the day off. Duo would last that much longer.
"You've got a lot of hidden steel muscles." Pearson said as they made
their way down to the medical bay. Duo walked next to Boyd behind
Pearson and Heero, and had to clench a fist when he saw Pearson grab
Heero's biceps and squeeze them.
He clenched the other fist when he saw Heero return the compliment
along with the squeeze to Pearson's biceps. He counted it lucky that
they had done the medical exam in the morning; his blood pressure
had most certainly gone through the roof by now. The image of a tied
up Heero Yuy at his mercy on their bed made him harden. He watched
as Pearson ruffled Heero's hair and compliment on the softness of
the unruly mass before inquiring about the type of shampoo Heero used.
No one but Duo Maxwell could touch Heero's hair. Duo amended his plan
of having Heero at his mercy to include a very, very thorough shower
for his lover. He half listened as the doctor gave him his report
on his excellent medical conditions, then stepped out of the office
to hear Pearson discussing the mechanics of his car with hints of
inviting Heero over to examine the insides of his car, and perhaps
the insides of his bedroom, and pants. Heero stood when Duo growled
his name, and entered the office for his own medical report. Duo flung
himself down on the chair he had been sitting on before, and Pearson
turned his eyes to Duo. Boyd busied himself with a magazine in the
farthest chair available, conveniently close to the door and the rack
"I was just telling Heero about the horsepower of my car." The way
Pearson said 'horsepower' made Duo realize that the man meant other
things. "Maybe you both can drop by sometime and check things out,
maybe go for a ride." Again, the innuendo. Pearson scribbled his number
and address down before handing it to Duo. "Just be sure to call and
let me know when you and Heero will drop by. The girlfriend doesn't
like the car discussions, and I don't think she would enjoy a ride
with three guys."
The bastard. Duo was out of his seat in a flash, a hand on the armrest
of Pearson's chair, his other hand in a fish dangerously close to
Pearson's face. His violet eyes gleamed in a way that Pearson had
never seen before, and he wisely said nothing; Duo had made his meaning
The door opened behind them, and Duo straightened to see Heero step
out of the office.
"Car. Now." He ground out at his lover. Heero blinked and nodded,
even though the moment Duo turned, he was smirking inwardly.
The car ride home was silent as Duo sped through the highway and threw
their car into park in the driveway. He ignored Heero as he snatched
up his duffle of dirty clothes and marched up to the door before opening
it and entering, leaving it wide open for Heero to follow. Heero made
sure the car was locked before he entered the house and closed the
door, making sure that the apparatus too, was locked. He made his
way upstairs and proceeded to remove his uniform as they usually did
after work each day.
The moment Heero was blinded as he drew his shirt over his head, Duo
was touching him, making sure his lover remained trapped in his t-shirt.
"Duo?" Heero breathed. Hidden in his shirt he smiled. Duo was ready
A growl answered him and Heero felt himself stumbling under Duo's
insistent push before he landed on the bed. Duo bodily lifted him
until Heero's head lay on the pillows, and Heero felt something wrap
around his wrists albeit not too tightly. Duo secured Heero's wrists
over the t-shirt with his tie, then tied his lover securely to the
headboard. He pulled the collar of the shirt from Heero's face until
his nose and mouth were freed even though his eyes were still covered.
That way, he wouldn't have to worry about Heero suffocating, or letting
Heero see his jealous eyes.
"Duo?" Heero ventured again. His answer was Duo's lips against his
own, dominating, seeking, and possessing. Hips ground against his
own as hands traced his torso, easily bringing him into arousal. Heck,
of course he was aroused, he had staged the entire play to get Duo
into this state. He moaned against his lover's lips as his hips lifted
to seek contact with Duo's.
Duo touched Heero's sensitive spots, licking and nipping to bring
his lover into full arousal. They rocked their hips together before
Duo shifted away.
"Duo..." Heero moaned, tugging at his restraints and lifting his hips
to seek contact again. Duo pulled his boxers off, then palmed Heero
as he lay down beside his lover.
"Mine." He whispered into Heero's ear. Heero shivered at the sheer
possessiveness of the voice. "Fucking mine, Heero Yuy." The hand at
his groin was pulling his boxers off, and Heero lifted his hips to
allow the motion. The warmth at his side disappeared and the shift
of the bed told him that Duo was between his legs. The next moment,
his world was centered on Duo's mouth wrapped around his hardened
length. His hips jerked up as Duo teased him, and dimly, Heero noted
a click that indicated the lube was opened. He parted his legs wider
"Yours." He whispered, relaxing as Duo's coated finger traced up his
cock following Duo's mouth before his length was released. Duo heard
the word, but it wasn't enough. He was going to make Heero explain.
Shifting, he lifted Heero's hips up by tilting his legs towards the
man's torso, and bent to let his tongue trace against the puckered
entrance, causing Heero to gasp and move his hips. He licked at it
again, then again, the sound of Heero's pants and moans going straight
to his own dripping cock. He touched himself for a moment to relieve
the ache and remind himself what was going to happen. He pushed his
tongue as far into the entrance as he could and clutched Heero's hips
still, enjoying the scent that was male, and purely Heero.
Heero tossed his head from side to side as his senses clouded with
pleasure. They often traded positions in bed, both having their share
of times being top or bottom, dominant or submissive. Now, he wanted
nothing more than to have Duo control him completely. Yes, he had
been flirting with Pearson to get this reaction from Duo, but the
man's touches had not been completely easy to bear. Duo's possessive
touch would erase it all; he was sure of it. His legs were allowed
to lower, and he did so, keeping them parted for Duo.
Duo moved up as he slipped a finger into Heero and worked it in and
out to stretch his lover. His lips captured a dusky nipple as his
other hand played with the other. Heero arched his back at the touch,
feeling the swirls of Duo's tongue around the hardened pebbles. He
worked a second finger in, and worked them together to stretch his
"Gods Duo..." Heero moaned as the tongue traced lazy patterns of wet
trails traced down and around his skin, dipping into his navel and
back up to his collarbones. The fingers left him for a moment as Duo
stretched out beside him and caressed a vertical line up and down
between Heero's navel through the hairs leading to where his cock
was nestled. His tongue traveled up and down the outer shell of Heero's
ear. "Duo..." Heero trembled at the touch, and Duo smiled at the fact
that Heero was now a puddle of sensations next to him. He sucked hard
on the juncture between Heero's neck and shoulder to leave his mark,
then shifted down again to resume the stretching. His mouth lowered
and he licked Heero's shaft as he worked a third finger in and sought
for Heero's prostate.
"Oh fuck!" Heero had been wallowing in what he deemed soft pleasure
when the bright burst of electricity shot through him thanks to Duo's
prod. "Do that again, Duo!"
"Like that, don't you." Duo worked his fingers again until he hit
the spot again, and a third time. Heero's hips worked to impale his
fingers and Duo stopped, letting him move. "That's it, ride my fingers."
"Duo..." Heero growled. What happened to having Duo pounding into
A hand closed over his cock and he sighed, then moaned as Duo slid
his hand up the shaft and rubbed his palm over the sensitive head
before doing a quick pump. He repeated the motion several times.
"In me Duo...please." Heero pleaded. "I want to come with you in me.
I need you in me." He panted, his eyes shut behind his makeshift blindfold.
"Duo...Gods..." He moaned as Duo kissed the head of his cock, tongue
delving into the slit to taste the sweet nectar. The fingers moved
in him again, the thumb of the hand caressing the spot between the
entrance and the twin sacs that Duo now licked and tasted. Heero jerked
his hips at the touches that nudged him closer to completion. He was
loving every moment of it, and Duo would make it complete by taking
He moaned as Duo pulled his fingers out most of the way, leaving just
the tips of his three fingers in.
"What the hell were you doing today?"
Heero could hardly remember. "Duo..." He moaned, trying to move his
"You let Pearson cop a feel. Several feels." Duo's voice was low,
his hand slowing in pumping Heero's cock. Heero shook his head, and
then nodded, trying to form answers.
"The course." He gasped. "He had to touch me to get us through."
"Yea?" Duo resumed the pumping of Heero's cock, alternating each pump
with a thrust of his fingers. "What about the touches you gave him?
The little looks?" Duo knew that Heero was close, and he stopped his
motions again. Heero almost sobbed with need.
"You were flirting with him, Heero." Duo grasped Heero harder, causing
Heero to moan at the touch and wince slightly at the quick pain. "Handing
him his towel when you threw mine at me." He thrust his fingers in,
striking Heero's prostate and causing the man to moan and buck. "Tilting
your head back to show off your slender throat that *I* like
to kiss and lick." He pumped Heero once, slowly. "Lifting your shirt
to wipe your sweat, letting him see the body that only I should see."
He worked the fingers within Heero, but slowly. "You even poured water
over yourself and looked like a fucking wet dream, no doubt to give
him a true vision when he fantasizes about you."
"Duo..." Heero whimpered with need. He was close, so close. He groaned
as Duo realized this, and released him to tug at his balls, stalling
his orgasm rather forcefully. "No, please Duo." He pleaded, feeling
his pleasure recede to a more manageable level, but still receiving
Duo's eyes flashed with jealously although inside him, he pat himself
on the back for the good job of teasing Heero. "You put pickles in
my sandwich. You gave him the Pocky I gave you." He let it remain
silent the fact that Duo shared his Pocky with only a certain Japanese
man with unruly hair. "You let him touch your biceps *and*
you touched his, and let him touch your hair. And when I went into
the exam room I don't know what you talked about, but you had him
dropping innuendo all over the place and extending the invitation
to *me* to check out his horsepower and to go for a ride."
Duo released Heero completely, hearing the moan of loss as he touched
himself for some relief, smearing the wetness onto his own shaft.
"I don't like to share. So if I gathered this all correctly, then
you want Pearson. If you want Pearson, then I shouldn't be touching
you now, should I?"
Game, set, and match. Duo waited for Heero's answer.
"No, Duo." Heero moaned. "Touch me, please."
"What was going on, Heero?" Duo stifled his own moan as he touched
himself, watching as Heero's legs widened even more, inviting him
in. His own cock was straining towards Heero's puckered entrance.
He mentally though about his words, and suddenly realized what was
"If I didn't do that today, you wouldn't be doing this to me." Heero
panted, voicing out the thought that Duo just figured out. "Duo..."
Heero lifted his hips. "Take me, Duo. Fuck me...I need you."
Duo shook his head with a grin as Heero confirmed his latest thought.
He leaned forward and let his cock touch against Heero's and he moaned
quietly before he shifted again, letting the head of his cock nudge
"More...Duo..." Heero tilted his head back in his frustration. Perhaps
he did take it too far. Technically, if he had hinted slightly at
Duo, he would have found himself tied to the bed and fucked senseless.
But, he reminded himself, Duo would not have endured what Heero did
every day, which was seeing his lover flirt with others, even if they
were females and Duo was clearly gay.
"Oh Heero." Duo leaned up to kiss Heero thoroughly. Heero returned
the kiss happily, eager for any type of contact. Duo broke the kiss
and shifted, rubbing Heero's shaft a few times to bring his lover
back closer to the brink of orgasm. "You did all of that just to seduce
me so I would tie you down and remind you that you were mine?" He
chuckled, and it turned into a moan as he guided himself into Heero.
"Mm...all you had to do was ask, and I'd be glad to have you tied
"Nnngh...." Heero shifted his hips as Duo filled him. Gods, it felt
too good. "What fun is there in that?" He asked when Duo had seated
himself to the hilt. Duo flexed his hips once, slowly.
"You know, most people seduce with things like a romantic dinner with
flowers, chocolates and a movie. Or a nice dessert, preferably served
a la Heero Yuy. I wouldn't mind having dinner with you as the plate.
Mind if I take a rain check on that?" Duo shifted his hips slowly
"My name is Heero Yuy." Heero gasped. "It is not 'Most People'. Faster
"You're asking so nicely." Duo purred as he let his hands dance over
Heero's thighs before he wrapped the legs around his waist. His hands
moved up to play with Heero's nipples, but he retained the slow pace.
"But you're still hiding something. Why Pearson?"
"To kill three birds with one stone." Heero gasped. The quicker he
told Duo everything, the quicker he would be fucked, right? "First
was to have seduced you as the outcome. Seduce you to play rough with
"I gathered that." Duo rewarded the honest answer with a hard thrust
that managed to hit Heero's prostate. Heero jerked, reminded again
that he was now completely at the mercy of his lover. "What else?"
"Second one came a surprise to me." Heero managed to say as Duo rolled
his hips lazily, letting Heero feel the size of Duo within him. "The
glare you gave Pearson before we left." He took a shuddering breath
as Duo leaned forward to lick his skin, giving him delicious torment.
"He'll never try to touch you, or me, again."
"Good." Duo rewarded that admission with a pump to Heero's cock. "You
most likely saved him from a painful death by Shinigami. Touch, grope,
or even study what is mine," Duo emphasized the words by lifting Heero's
waist and grasping his ass, "and I'll do what it takes to send a clear
message across. Off. Limits." He squeezed the cheeks of Heero's ass
as he said the last words.
"Yours, Duo." Heero whispered. "Please, more Duo. Fuck me Duo."
"You said three birds. The third?"
Heero shook his head. "Fuck me first." He squeezed his legs, in turn,
squeezing Duo's length within him. "You've punished the both of us
enough, Duo." He tossed his head side to side again, conveying his
need and frustrations. "That one's not important. I just wanted you
to fuck me into the mattress."
"Nuh uh." Duo made the move to pull out. "Tell me, or I'll go jack
of in the bathroom and put some stronger cuffs on you. Then you can
stay here until I feel like coming back for you."
"No, Duo." Heero moaned, finding strength and pulling his lover back
in with a pull of his legs. "The third reason was..." He faltered.
"Heero." There was a touch of warning in Duo's voice.
"I don't like you flirting with the females at the office." Heero
blurted out. "You're mine." He pulled Duo tighter against him, locking
his lover in place with both of his legs. "Mine." He growled. "So
I gave you a taste of what I go through every day."
Duo shook his head with a light chuckle. "Heero, love." He leaned
forward and gently pulled the shirt up so he could look into Heero's
eyes. He waited until the cobalt orbs, filled with lust, need and
desire, blinked open at him. "Tell me something." He rolled his hips,
and watched as Heero moaned. "What do you feel here?"
"Your hard cock. Move it, Duo." Heero levelled a glare at his lover.
He had confessed, hadn't he? By his rights, he should be fucked senseless
now, and well on his way to orgasm if not into it. What was Duo thinking,
still teasing him like this?
"No." Duo flexed his hips again. "The idea that my hard cock is in
you would indicate that I am..."
"Aroused." Heero was desperate for release. "Hard. Feeling lust. Horny.
Fuck, Duo, just tell me."
"You mentioned that I flirt with what sex?"
"Sex?" Heero flexed his hips. "I want it."
"Listen to me." Duo chuckled. "I flirt with females. My hard cock
is in you. You are a male. Therefore, my sexuality points out that
I am...what Heero? Three letters, starting with a G, ending with Y,
a vowel in between."
"Gay." Heero ground out and flexed his hips again. "It doesn't matter.
I don't want you flirting with anyone; you're mine. Now fuck me senseless
Duo Maxwell, or omae o korosu!"
"Okay." Duo shifted for better leverage. "Loosen your legs, Heero."
Heero complied. "Okay, less flirting with the ladies. I'm Heero Yuy's.
Right?" He pulled out and thrust in, moaning with the man under him.
He had been teasing Heero, but teasing himself along the way.
"Yesss." Heero hissed. "Fuck me Duo."
"I'm a jealous and possessive bastard, Heero." Duo leaned closer as
he set his hips into rhythm.
"I know." Heero ground out, moving his hips along with Duo's. "That's
why I played that against you, and that's why you've got me tied up
and are fucking me now." He jerked as Duo's cock hit his prostate
and he moaned loudly.
"Interesting method of seduction, Heero." Duo kissed Heero and leaned
down to whisper into his ear. "I love you, Heero."
"Aishiteru, Duo. I'm a possessive bastard too." Heero turned his head
to nuzzle Duo, his tongue darting out to taste the sweaty skin. "And
what part of 'fuck me senseless' do you not understand?" He asked,
his hips arching with Duo's, and feeling his cock rub deliciously
between them. "Harder, Duo." He gasped. "Fuck me harder!"
"Mine, Heero." Duo whispered, reaching up to untie his lover. Heero's
arms slipped around Duo, clutching the man to himself as Duo began
to pound harder into Heero. "Fuck that feels so good."
"That's it." Heero gasped, then moaned loudly as Duo hit his prostate
twice in a row. "Oh God, I'm going to...Duo!"
"Come on Heero." Duo managed to slide his hand between them and grasp
Heero's cock, taking the wet organ and pumping it rapidly as they
stepped closer to orgasm. "That's it Heero."
Heero thanked the heavens above as he finally reached his orgasm,
and it hit him hard as he clutched onto Duo, riding out the waves
of pleasure as Duo continued to thrust hard into him.
"Gods...mine...Heerooo!" Duo's cry matched Heero's as he toppled over
in his own orgasm, hips stilling as he filled his lover. It took several
moments before their bodies relaxed, sated, and Duo rest on top of
Heero, panting as he tried to regain his breath.
Heero fisted Duo's braid in his hand.
"And you're mine, Duo." He whispered. "Aishiteru."
"Each other's." Duo answered, kissing Heero's neck. "Love you too."
Here it is, my entry for Deb's Art of Seduction Contest. Hope you
all have enjoyed it, and please send feedback if possible, as that
is the best learning tool for writing. Thank you for reading!
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