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Part 5
They lay in silence for a long time. Duo lay with his head pillowed on Treize's chest, his eyes closed, listening to the other man's heartbeat. Its slow, even pattern, accompanied by the steady rise and fall of Treize's breaths soothed him. Treize played absently with his hair, stroking down the back, curling his fingers around his braid, and tenderly brushing the jagged bangs out of Duo's face. :He probably thinks I'm asleep, or he'd never be doing this,: Duo thought in bemusement. :I guess it's time to let him know I'm not.: He sighed contentedly, wrapping his arms further around the General. Treize's skin was smooth under his cheek, and under the scents of blood and sweat lay a hint of roses, as though he had been surrounded by them for so long it had sunk indelibly into his pores. "Ne, Treize?" Treize's hand stilled momentarily, then continued stroking Duo's hair. "Ah?" "You smell good." The other man chuckled softly. "I highly doubt that; I've been here for weeks without bathing. But thank you." Duo frowned. "Weeks?" "Yes." He tilted his head back, meeting Treize's brilliant sapphire eyes. "Honto? I thought you said days!" "And you believed that? You didn't notice what a state I was in by the time you got here?" Treize seemed truly surprised. Duo, on the other hand, felt the urge to hit him. "You call that a state?!" He pushed himself up onto his elbows so he could glare more effectively at Treize. "You've been going through that kind of torture for weeks, and *that* is how broken you are? You, the aristocratic general who's never even stubbed his toe in his life without servants to fuss over it?!" Treize frowned. "I-I don't know what to say, Duo..." "Baka!" Duo moved up and threw his arms around Treize's neck. "And here I was worried about you. If that's as bad as you get, when you're all alone, I'd like to see them try to break you when I'm here!" Treize made an amused sound. "You were worried about me?" Duo raised his head and smirked. Rather than answering, he cocked his head mischievously. "Ne, Treize?" "Yes, Duo?" "Remember how you kissed me back then, before they took me away?" Treize's eyes widened. "Gomen, Duo. I should have thought-" "Treize?" Treize cut off his apology. "Ah?" "Shut up." Treize blinked and closed his mouth. He didn't look meek - Duo didn't think Treize knew *how* - but he looked at him about as meekly as he was *capable* of looking. Duo blew his breath out in mock frustration. "I was going to say, remember how you kissed me back then, before they took me away?" He waited, looking at Treize significantly. The other man looked back in confusion, then hesitantly said, "Yes?" Duo stretched up and met Treize's lips with his own. Treize seemed startled, but kissed him back hungrily, reaching around to encircle Duo in his arms. The scent of roses was stronger and Treize's lips were soft and velvet against Duo's. When they broke for air, both were breathing hard. Treize was looking at Duo with no small amount of surprise. "I was going to say, that I liked that, and I was wondering if you'd do it again sometime." Treize looked at him for a long moment, a bemused expression on his face. "Why?" he said finally. Duo was taken aback. "Why?" he shrugged. "I dunno. You're sexy, and not such a bad guy after all. And because I want to, that's all." "But, why?" he pursued. "Don't get me wrong, I'm not in love with you or anything," Duo protested. Then a sad expression entered his violet eyes. "I guess, after all that happened, I need to feel safe." Treize traced a line down Duo's jaw and ran his thumb over his lips. Duo leaned into the touch and kissed the pad of his thumb. The pilot's tongue flickered out, once, and tasted it. "Duo?" "Ah?" he said, his lips brushing the digit lightly. "Don't get me wrong," Treize said quietly. "I'm not in love with you, either. But you have been kind to me, far more kind than you had to be. And, after all that's happened, I need the same thing." Duo grinned. "Then let's stop messing around." His tongue flickered out again and drew the thumb quickly into his mouth. He began sucking on it gently, swirling his tongue around it. Treize threw his head back and moaned. "Oh, Duo..." Encouraged, Duo moved onto the other fingers, sucking each of them in turn. When he licked the sensitive web between the fingers, he elicited a gasp from the other man. When he had finished with the last finger, he pulled it out of his mouth with a soft pop. "Holy shit, Treize. You're sensitive!" He exclaimed in amusement, seeing the total abandonment with which the other man had been enjoying the treatment. Treize raised his head and looked at Duo. There was a feral, hungry look smoldering in his eyes. "Comes from being a hedonist, deprived too long." He smiled. "Let's see how sensitive *you* are, dear boy." In a quick motion, Duo suddenly found himself flat on his back, with Treize leaning over him. Treize leaned down slowly, placing his lips at the juncture between Duo's jaw and the right side of his neck. He sucked softly, then swirled his tongue, alternately kissing, sucking and licking as he moved down. Duo felt wave after wave of shivers run up and down the right side of his body. He moaned and wrapped his arms around Treize, pulling him down so that they were lying pressed together. "Oh God, Treize, this feels good..." Treize halted his ravaging of Duo's collarbone just long enough to reply. "You haven't seen anything yet." He freed himself from the boy's grasp and began unbuttoning his shirt. The pilot lay, panting, aching for Treize to touch him, anywhere, but the General was careful not to allow his fingers to even brush against Duo's sensitized skin. "Treize, you bastard..." "What have I done wrong now?" He unbuttoned the last button and lowered his lips to one of Duo's nipples. He teased it to hardness and flickered his tongue back and forth over the nub, eliciting a cry. "N-Nothing! You haven't done anything wrong, Treize," Duo panted, thrashing beneath the onslaught as Treize's hand began rubbing his other nipple. Suddenly a thought popped into Duo's head - against all odds, considering how difficult thought was at the moment. He raised his hand to Treize's chest and began giving him similar treatment, but the moment he did, Treize caught the hand and forced it back down to the mattress. Treize raised his head. His eyes were clouded with passion. "No, Duo, let me concentrate. There's time enough for that later." :Don't have to tell me twice,: Duo thought as the waves of pleasure began washing over him again. Treize's hand left his nipple and crept down, slowly. The anticipation was torturous and Duo thrust his hips upwards in an attempt to get him there faster. "Shhhh," Treize admonished him. The hiss of air cooled the skin around his nipple and he thrashed again, hit by another wave of ecstacy. "Let me take my time with you, dear Duo." He couldn't answer. After an agonizing eternity, Treize's hand closed around Duo's hard, aching shaft and the pilot let all the air out of his lungs in a long, heartfelt groan. "Ahhhhhhh, Treize..." The General began slowly pumping. Without breaking rhythm, he sat up and parted Duo's legs, moving between them. With his free hand, he teased the soft skin of Duo's inner thighs, then he moved further down. Duo bucked as Treize slid his hand under his buttocks and then teased the opening there with one finger. The pilot's eyes flew open. "T-Treize?" he panted. Treize continued to tease the opening with one hand, and to pump with increasing fury with the other. "Duo, if you don't want this, let me know." "No, it's not that." Duo squeezed his eyes shut again as the urge to abandon himself and thrust into Treize's hand became more immediate. "I-I just... we don't have any lubricant and..." Thinking was so hard. "Duo, do you trust me?" Treize's voice was serious, and it penetrated the gathering fog. "Y-Yes!" "Then don't worry. I will not hurt you, I promise." Reassured, Duo let himself go. The finger probed gently, pushing slowly past the tight ring of muscle and deep inside him. It moved, probing around, and that, coupled with the delicious actions of Treize's other hand, was enough to push Duo over the edge. He threw back his head with a loud cry and his whole body jerked as he pumped his seed over Treize's hand. He lay for a while, overwhelmed, dimly aware that Treize was doing something, but having no idea what. Finally, full consciousness returned and he opened his eyes. Treize was naked now, his member erect and swollen, and he was still kneeling between Duo's spread legs. He had removed his hand from Duo's shaft, but his other hand still had a finger - no, two fingers - inside him. He was using his other hand to spread Duo's seed over his shaft, lubricating it. Just looking at him, Duo felt himself begin to harden again and he groaned. :I don't know how much more I can take of this. But I want it to go on forever.: At his sound, Treize looked up, his eyes still smoldering. "Ready?" "I-I think so." He dropped his head back on the threadbare pillow. "Hell yeah, I'm ready." The fingers pulled out, eliciting a gasp, then something much larger positioned itself at the opening. Treize began pushing in, slowly, advancing a little, then pulling back, all the while stroking Duo's shaft, his thighs, his taut belly. Duo relaxed into it, raising his hips to encourage Treize, and finally the other man was seated in all the way to the hilt. Treize waited a moment. His fingers, where they rested on Duo's stomach, were trembling with the effort not to move. "Duo, are you ready?" Duo was in agony, at Treize's question, he exploded. "Yes, I'm ready! Fuck me goddamnit!" Treize leaned over him and kissed him. "Such language..." he admonished. He pulled out, almost all the way, then pushed in again. As he did so, he brushed against that sweet spot inside Duo, and the boy cried out. Then he did it again, over and over, building up the fires inside them. Duo reached up and crushed Treize to him, holding him like a lifeline as the General pounded him and cried his name. "Oh god, Treize! Don't stop! Please don't stop, you feel so good!" he cried. Treize held Duo just as hard, moaning endearments. "Oh, dear Duo, beautiful one," he groaned. "I'll never stop, I promise." The fires burned high and both lost the thread of reality. They cried out incoherently and the pounding went on and on. Then, Duo yelled, spurting his seed out between them and clamping down on Treize's shaft. That was too much for the General, and he cried out as well, pumping his seed deep into Duo's body. They lay, intertwined, for a long time. Duo smelled Treize's ginger hair and stroked his ravaged back with tender fingers. Finally Treize withdrew his softening member, eliciting a gasp from the pilot as the head came free, then he curled up next to the pilot. Duo rolled over and threw one leg over Treize's, snuggling into his neck. "Arigatou," he said sleepily. "Not at all," Treize replied. "I'm assuming you mean you enjoyed it?" "Baka. In my next life, I want to be a hedonist." Treize chuckled. "Aren't you?" Duo thought about it, then shrugged. "I don't know." They were interrupted by the sounds of shouting and the cracking of gunfire. Both jumped in surprise, then shot to their feet. "Oh my god!" Duo looked at Treize wildly. "Someone's come to rescue us, you think?" "I hope so," Treize replied honestly, searching for his clothes. Treize had just located them, and Duo was about halfway done buttoning up his shirt, when Wufei burst in. He paused for a moment in shock, his face going several shades of red at once. "W-Wha- Treize!" he exclaimed in shock. Simultaneously, they both hastened to reassure the pilot. "It's okay, Wu-man. Let's just get out of here," said Duo quickly. "I assure you, dragon, I had nothing to do with this," echoed Treize. "We are both prisoners here." Wufei's dark eyes shot from Duo to Treize and back. They blazed with rage and betrayal and he raised a trembling fist, but it looked like he couldn't figure out who he'd rather hit, Treize or Duo. Confused, but figuring Wufei *must* be thinking that Treize had hurt him, Duo took a step forward. "Ne, Wufei, it's all right, really. He was just, uh, helping me with stuff, and I was helping him." Wufei turned the force of his burning sloe eyes on Duo for a moment, then Treize spoke up softly. "Dragon, you understand, don't you?" Startled by his tone, Duo turned to look at Treize, as Wufei's gaze also shifted back to the General. Treize's eyes were soft and bright with pain and supplication. Duo turned back to look at the Chinese pilot. Their gazes met, and Wufei suddenly blinked. At that moment, the anger was replaced by... understanding. The Chinese pilot nodded, then spoke gruffly. "Let's get out of here. There's a change of clothes for you in the van, Duo, if you can wait that long." He paused to receive assent from the half-naked Duo, then he looked back at Treize. "If you'll follow me, General, I'll get you to a place where you can get in contact with your people to take you home." Realization dawned on Duo in that moment, as Treize spoke tenderly. "Thank you, dragon. Your generosity is appreciated." "And General?" Wufei paused, seeming uncertain. "Yes, dragon?" "I did some investigating when Heero turned up evidence that you were here. It may interest you to know that Zechs doesn't know. You were never officially recorded as being rescued." There was undisguised relief in Treize's voice as he replied. "That does interest me, thank you, dragon." As they exited the prison, Duo slapped Wufei on the back jovially. "Great rescue Wu-man." Wufei grunted in reply. "Ne, I won't tell Heero if you don't," Duo continued in the same tone. Wufei looked up for a moment, startled, and met Duo's sparkling gaze. The barest hint of a smile curved his lips. "Agreed," he said softly. | |
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