[Fic] Takeover 4
Title: Takeover
Author: Kiarene
Pairings: 1x5
Rating: R
Summary: AU. Corporate raider Heero Yuy has his sights on one Chang Wufei.
Published: 27th June 2004
Disclaimer: I so totally own them. Bwahaha.
Feedback: It keeps the boys panting.
Takeover 4
"Yuy!"
My office door bangs open and Chang strides in wrathfully, a piece of paper crumpled in one fist. "What is the meaning of *this*?"
Behind him, Sally quietly closes the door, an amused smirk on her face.
"What do you mean?" I keep my voice modulated, a similar amused smirk playing on my lips.
"You know what I mean," Chang snarls, waving the piece of paper. "This... notice! Telling me that my family's land in China is being bought over by a certain WingCorp!"
"Oh, that." I shrug and lean back, the padded leather creaking slightly. "Yes, well, WingCorp occasionally does land acquisition."
"Land. Acquisition." Chang's eyes narrows dangerously. "Whatever for?"
"Business. Sometimes to build upon, sometimes because a competitor has his eye on it, sometimes to hold onto and sell again at a later date because of the value of the land..." I explain matter-of-factly.
Sometimes as bait, I think silently.
"How could you? I thought you..." Chang trails off, flushing lightly. I thought you like me, I could fill in smugly. Point to me. Changing track, he asks again. "Did you know I own this?"
"No," I lied. "I accquired a large tract of land in that area - I did not know it included your land."
Standing up, I slid around my desk, planting one hand on the surface as I lean towards him. We're so close; I can *feel* the stiffness of his body as he tenses up.
"Why, did you think that I would give you special treatment because of my interest in you?" I tease, allowing my voice to lower seductively.
"Yes... No!" His blush deepens adorably. "I mean, um..."
Quick as a striking snake, I plant my other hand on the desk on his other side, trapping him against my desk. So close I can feel the heat of his body; if I lean in a *bit* more, we would have been touching. Tempting - sinfully, delightfully tempting - but I keep my distance. Sometimes the promise, the imagination, could be a far better seductive technique than any action.
"You mean...?"
Chang's position surely can't be comfortable, back arched back against my desk like this. Beneath me, I can see/feel the faint trembling in his taut muscles. Shit, and that calls to mind an image of him, on my desk, bowed and quivering under me.
"I mean... that this isn't the best way to... enamor yourself with...Yuy, could you possibly move back?"
It's really, really delicious to see this normally self-assured, gorgeous creature blushing and stuttering, and I really, really shouldn't be enjoying this as much as I am.
"No," I answer simply with a vulpine grin.
I decide that he *really* couldn't be comfortable in this position so I abruptly pushed him down onto my desk. Already off-balanced, Chang lands sprawled out, his temple catching at the corner of my computer monitor.
"The hell?" Chang barks, shifting to get up but I don't give him a chance. I hold his wrists with my hands and pin my body on top of his. "Yuy!"
Pulling his wrists above his head in a swift motion, I capture both with one hand and bring my free hand to rub at his temple. "Sorry. Does this hurt?"
My soft tone and surprising action throws him for a few moments, and he stares up at me, stunned. But he recovers quickly and suddenly I find myself flipped on my back, in his position.
"Dammit Yuy! I'm serious!" Chang snarls in my face, a furious wolf to my teasing fox. "How can you be so... so uncaring? So indifferent? The natural environment is a beautiful, scared gift; why must you despoil it?"
"Advancement is unavoidable-" I say, knowing it would rile him.
"-not at the expense of the environment! Surely there are methods that-"
"-those are less efficient, less-"
"Bullshit, and you know it!" Chang leans closer unconsciously, heated breath ghosting over my face, and my breath hitches. We're now face to face and, well, other things to other things. When had I lost control of the situation? And, why am I not worried?
"It's all numbers! An environmentally friendly process that uses solar energy is perhaps say twenty percent less efficient as compared to one that uses fossil fuels, but that's because you're starting from the wrong baseline. When you add in the cost that went into the making of the fossil fuel, I daresay solar energy is more efficient because energy is not lost along the way in the manufacture of the fossil fuel. But that's not the point - the point is, even if it *is* less efficient, or more expensive, surely the extra cost, be it monetary or otherwise, is worth it!"
"No, I don't know! I don't know how it *is* worth it!"
Chang looks taken aback at my frustrated tone, and I'll have to admit I took myself by surprise too. We're know, intellectually, where the other stand, but emotionally, we're still on different levels. I still do not *see* it from his point of view.
"Show me," I say suddenly.
"What?" He asks, confused.
"Show me what you mean. Show me why it is worth it." It occurs to me that this was a brillant turn of conversation - after all, wasn't my original plan to take him away?
I'm on a roll. "Bring me to China - to the land I just bought from you. Show me why."
"What?" Chang repeats, a lot more feebly this time.
I nod decisively. "I'm free this weekend. Luckily I've a private jet so we don't have to worry about tickets. How's your schedule?"
Realizing that he's still on top of me, I casually wrap my arms around his waist.
Chang scowls. "I'm not going anywhere with you!"
"Why not?"
"Because you're a prevert." At this point, our positions hit him. Pink chases across his cheeks, and he scrambles off hastily. I let him go reluctantly, allowing my hands to trail down the curve of his butt and side of his hips, and his flush deepens in anger.
"And that's why I'm not going with you!"
"Chang, you *know* that I can't do anything to you that you don't really want." I sit up, running a hand through my hair in a furtile attempt to neaten it. "We're the same size and you're stronger than I am. You're in absolutely *no* danger of getting raped by me."
As expected, the jab at his strength, or masculinity, hits home. His scowl becomes darker but he has no easy rebuttal. I have to hide my smirk - he's truly an innocent. Seduction does not require strength.
"Convince me, Chang," I say again disarmingly. "Show me why you do what you do. Show me what drives you."
I can *feel* him weakening.
"Chang, if you can convince me, the land is yours." I can see the exact moment he succumbs at *that* promise. "I'll call off the sale."
"You will?" He asks suspiciously.
When I nod, smiling, he shakes his head in defeat. "I must be crazy but..."
"I'll pick you up on Saturday morning."
~
Saturday morning - very early morning - finds me outside Chang's apartment door. I press the doorbell and wait.
And wait. And ring again.
I hear a curse, muffled by the door, and then the click of a latch. The door swings open to reveal a deliciously rumpled looking Chang, clad *only* in loose white pants that hang so low on his hips I can see the line of very fine, dark hair that starts just below his sexy navel and goes down right to.. god, his morning erection that's tenting the white fabric
Author: Kiarene
Pairings: 1x5
Rating: R
Summary: AU. Corporate raider Heero Yuy has his sights on one Chang Wufei.
Published: 27th June 2004
Disclaimer: I so totally own them. Bwahaha.
Feedback: It keeps the boys panting.
Takeover 4
"Yuy!"
My office door bangs open and Chang strides in wrathfully, a piece of paper crumpled in one fist. "What is the meaning of *this*?"
Behind him, Sally quietly closes the door, an amused smirk on her face.
"What do you mean?" I keep my voice modulated, a similar amused smirk playing on my lips.
"You know what I mean," Chang snarls, waving the piece of paper. "This... notice! Telling me that my family's land in China is being bought over by a certain WingCorp!"
"Oh, that." I shrug and lean back, the padded leather creaking slightly. "Yes, well, WingCorp occasionally does land acquisition."
"Land. Acquisition." Chang's eyes narrows dangerously. "Whatever for?"
"Business. Sometimes to build upon, sometimes because a competitor has his eye on it, sometimes to hold onto and sell again at a later date because of the value of the land..." I explain matter-of-factly.
Sometimes as bait, I think silently.
"How could you? I thought you..." Chang trails off, flushing lightly. I thought you like me, I could fill in smugly. Point to me. Changing track, he asks again. "Did you know I own this?"
"No," I lied. "I accquired a large tract of land in that area - I did not know it included your land."
Standing up, I slid around my desk, planting one hand on the surface as I lean towards him. We're so close; I can *feel* the stiffness of his body as he tenses up.
"Why, did you think that I would give you special treatment because of my interest in you?" I tease, allowing my voice to lower seductively.
"Yes... No!" His blush deepens adorably. "I mean, um..."
Quick as a striking snake, I plant my other hand on the desk on his other side, trapping him against my desk. So close I can feel the heat of his body; if I lean in a *bit* more, we would have been touching. Tempting - sinfully, delightfully tempting - but I keep my distance. Sometimes the promise, the imagination, could be a far better seductive technique than any action.
"You mean...?"
Chang's position surely can't be comfortable, back arched back against my desk like this. Beneath me, I can see/feel the faint trembling in his taut muscles. Shit, and that calls to mind an image of him, on my desk, bowed and quivering under me.
"I mean... that this isn't the best way to... enamor yourself with...Yuy, could you possibly move back?"
It's really, really delicious to see this normally self-assured, gorgeous creature blushing and stuttering, and I really, really shouldn't be enjoying this as much as I am.
"No," I answer simply with a vulpine grin.
I decide that he *really* couldn't be comfortable in this position so I abruptly pushed him down onto my desk. Already off-balanced, Chang lands sprawled out, his temple catching at the corner of my computer monitor.
"The hell?" Chang barks, shifting to get up but I don't give him a chance. I hold his wrists with my hands and pin my body on top of his. "Yuy!"
Pulling his wrists above his head in a swift motion, I capture both with one hand and bring my free hand to rub at his temple. "Sorry. Does this hurt?"
My soft tone and surprising action throws him for a few moments, and he stares up at me, stunned. But he recovers quickly and suddenly I find myself flipped on my back, in his position.
"Dammit Yuy! I'm serious!" Chang snarls in my face, a furious wolf to my teasing fox. "How can you be so... so uncaring? So indifferent? The natural environment is a beautiful, scared gift; why must you despoil it?"
"Advancement is unavoidable-" I say, knowing it would rile him.
"-not at the expense of the environment! Surely there are methods that-"
"-those are less efficient, less-"
"Bullshit, and you know it!" Chang leans closer unconsciously, heated breath ghosting over my face, and my breath hitches. We're now face to face and, well, other things to other things. When had I lost control of the situation? And, why am I not worried?
"It's all numbers! An environmentally friendly process that uses solar energy is perhaps say twenty percent less efficient as compared to one that uses fossil fuels, but that's because you're starting from the wrong baseline. When you add in the cost that went into the making of the fossil fuel, I daresay solar energy is more efficient because energy is not lost along the way in the manufacture of the fossil fuel. But that's not the point - the point is, even if it *is* less efficient, or more expensive, surely the extra cost, be it monetary or otherwise, is worth it!"
"No, I don't know! I don't know how it *is* worth it!"
Chang looks taken aback at my frustrated tone, and I'll have to admit I took myself by surprise too. We're know, intellectually, where the other stand, but emotionally, we're still on different levels. I still do not *see* it from his point of view.
"Show me," I say suddenly.
"What?" He asks, confused.
"Show me what you mean. Show me why it is worth it." It occurs to me that this was a brillant turn of conversation - after all, wasn't my original plan to take him away?
I'm on a roll. "Bring me to China - to the land I just bought from you. Show me why."
"What?" Chang repeats, a lot more feebly this time.
I nod decisively. "I'm free this weekend. Luckily I've a private jet so we don't have to worry about tickets. How's your schedule?"
Realizing that he's still on top of me, I casually wrap my arms around his waist.
Chang scowls. "I'm not going anywhere with you!"
"Why not?"
"Because you're a prevert." At this point, our positions hit him. Pink chases across his cheeks, and he scrambles off hastily. I let him go reluctantly, allowing my hands to trail down the curve of his butt and side of his hips, and his flush deepens in anger.
"And that's why I'm not going with you!"
"Chang, you *know* that I can't do anything to you that you don't really want." I sit up, running a hand through my hair in a furtile attempt to neaten it. "We're the same size and you're stronger than I am. You're in absolutely *no* danger of getting raped by me."
As expected, the jab at his strength, or masculinity, hits home. His scowl becomes darker but he has no easy rebuttal. I have to hide my smirk - he's truly an innocent. Seduction does not require strength.
"Convince me, Chang," I say again disarmingly. "Show me why you do what you do. Show me what drives you."
I can *feel* him weakening.
"Chang, if you can convince me, the land is yours." I can see the exact moment he succumbs at *that* promise. "I'll call off the sale."
"You will?" He asks suspiciously.
When I nod, smiling, he shakes his head in defeat. "I must be crazy but..."
"I'll pick you up on Saturday morning."
~
Saturday morning - very early morning - finds me outside Chang's apartment door. I press the doorbell and wait.
And wait. And ring again.
I hear a curse, muffled by the door, and then the click of a latch. The door swings open to reveal a deliciously rumpled looking Chang, clad *only* in loose white pants that hang so low on his hips I can see the line of very fine, dark hair that starts just below his sexy navel and goes down right to.. god, his morning erection that's tenting the white fabric