my best shot
anonymous
October 10 2008, 03:11:48 UTC
Lyle hasn't had a chance to go into space very often. Even though the option to go into space was made cost effective by the AEU, he mainly stayed on Earth, near the ocean and wide open fields. Ireland, his birthplace, was full of open greenery and surrounded by the Atlantic. If space was only inhabitable in small closed satellites, then he was definitely not going to spend his small earnings on an elevator ticket.
But his first trip into space came free of charge. With his luck, though it came with a small catch. Setsuna F. Seiei and Tieria Erde, Gundam Meisters for Celestial Being, were his escorts. It was silent in the elevator ride, with only the rustling of paper as Tieria and Setsuna read over some papers. Lyle knew better to not ask questions and mulled over his fate. They might have felt that by assigning him a code he'd comply with them, but he knew that as soon as they landed on Earth with the Gundams, he would take off. Free from his brother's ghost, again, and he might be able to further Kataron's plans with the new technology he hijacked.
Thinking too much about his plan made him restless, and he idly wondered if they remembered to turn on the oxygen on the Ptolemaios. He was in his room trying to sleep in artificial gravity, but he felt his whole body itch. The standard blanket and mattress were worse than what he had in the orphanage he and Neil stayed in after their family's death. It was a rough time then. It was around that time he picked up the habit of lighting up when he was nervous. Neil hated it, said that it was the best way to squander the rest of his life, but Neil never understood.
He was glad that Neil left the orphanage soon after that. He drove Lyle up a wall sometimes.
It wasn't going to do any good, he thought, pretending to smoke, but he kicked off his blankets anyways and looked in his bag for his pack and light. He walked down the narrow hall to the bathroom.
Or more like floated. Outside of his room and the bathroom, gravity was off. It made him feel like a rubber ball, bouncing off the floor and into the ceiling. He knocked his head once and almost yelled before remembering that everyone on board was sleeping. He was sure no one would approve of a Gundam Meister smoking, especially Tieria.
He could still remember the piercing stare on the ride up. Was he interested? Was he angry, curious, excited? No way of telling in his red eyes, and Lyle wasn't sure if they were contacts or his natural color. You wouldn't wear contacts behind glasses, and the fact that he widened his eyes when they first met told him that his irises were in fact, bright red.
Red irises, purple hair, and a uniquely shaped body underneath baggy clothes. Though Setsuna used male pronouns with Tieria, it didn't do anything to satisfy Lyle's curiosity. Though Felt was very pretty and very definitely female, something about Tieria wouldn't leave his mind.
'Maybe I'll just sneak a peak when he's using the toilet,' he thought as he reached the bathroom. Pushing the button outside the door, he entered and readjusted to the weak gravity. Walking to the only shower stall on board, he held the cigarette between his two fingers and pretended to take a drag.
No. He looked up and noticed a small vent. It wasn't too high up, and he stood on his tiptoes to reach it. He took out his lighter and lit the cigarette. This time he took a long drag. He held it in his lungs, the withdrawal symptoms beginning to leave his body, and blew it into the vent. Once, twice, three times, quickly, slowly.
A small mist fell on his face and he thought he was hallucinating. Just like home on a warm spring day.
He finished blowing out another one when he felt a small draft coming from the direction of the door. He looked quickly and dropped the cigarette at the same time. There was a puddle of water beneath him, and the cigarette went out immediately. He suddenly noticed that he was drenching wet, and looked up. A red light was flashing, and the sprinkler system he failed to see coming in looked like they were turning off. He turned to the door again.
Re: my best shot pt 2
anonymous
October 10 2008, 03:14:19 UTC
Tieria was at there, looking very angry. His red eyes were made more menacing by the downward slant of his brows, the furrowed lines on his forehead, the puckering of his mouth.
Lyle knew he was caught, and he was screwed.
"How..." Tieria began, whispering "...did you not hear the alarm?"
Lyle shrugged, unsure of how Tieria would understand the ecstasies of nicotine. The taste of tobacco, the singing of his veins, the throbbing of his heart. He was unsure Tieria ever had an orgasm. If not, he wouldn't even be able to grasp the meaning of pleasure from a single stick.
"If I wasn't suspicious enough to make sure you weren't doing something idiotic, you would have woken everyone up. You could have shut down the Ptolemaios and forced us to evacuate. We would have had a complete shutdown because of your selfish, drug induced activities."
Lyle noticed how angrily he hissed every word of his last sentence, and then suddenly Tieria rushed in, taking Lyle by surprise. He had Lyle's shirt collar in his hands and slammed him against the wall in the shower stall. He was in Lyle's face, those red irises staring deep into him.
"If you want to go back home like a coward, go ahead. We can send you home. I understand if you don't have the capacity to be a Gundam Meister. You're notworthy to be a Meister!"
Suddenly Lyle knew that this was going beyond his addiction when Tieria slammed him on the floor. He hit his head the second time that night, and felt a weight on his midsection. Tieria pounded on his chest with all his might behind his fists, and let out a low scream.
"No, never will you be one! Never, never!"
What was going on?
Tieria fists reached his head and grabbed his hair tightly. Lyle could see the stars in his field of vision before Tieria had slammed his head onto the tiled floor. Once, twice, four times, the same number of drags Lyle took. Maybe four was the number to stop doing something, because suddenly Tieria stopped.
Lyle lay on the ground, Tieria still on top of him. He heard Tieria's quiet, choked sobs. Angry, muffled, filled with tears. Lyle took the lull in action to gingerly pat his chest and clear his head.
Lyle looked up to see that frown on Tieria’s face.
"Why are you still here? Why are you still alive?" he asked Lyle.
It stole his breath away. That look of desperation also screamed seduction, and although Lyle knew it was not the time to be thinking of sex, he wanted to know who could resist this creature. Whatever caused Tieria to stop attacking was not important now; he just thanked heaven it happened.
"Lockon...Lockon...Lockon..." Tieria said softly, leaning forward. He softly touched Lyle's right brow and planted a soft kiss.
Lyle had never been through such a turbulent night before. He can never remember being treated so roughly or as tenderly as he was being treated right now, and the only thing he had to show for it was a slowly growing erection. Tieria, in his now soaked white undershirt and close fitting pajama pants, was looking at him fondly, those eyes burning red with affection. It was real, it was happening to him, and Lyle knew that addictions were hard to ignore, even new born ones like this. Like the first drag he took that night, he grabbed Tieria and forced his mouth open. Stuck his tongue inside and sucked on his tongue, hard and long. Tieria tried to break away, but Lyle sat up and grabbed him around his waist to keep him from fleeing. It was easy to see Tieria was woefully inexperienced, but all Lyle wanted was him. All of him.
"I don't know the answer to your questions," Lyle said to him. He grabbed Tieria's chest through the wet shirt and began playing with a nipple. Tieria's face turned bright pink, his mouth and eyes shut. "But I know that right now, you look so good. You taste way better than that cigarette, too. So let me ask you some questions. Why are you so irresistible? Do you do this to every man you meet?" Lyle slipped a hand down to Tieria's rear and cupped a cheek. "But most important of all," Lyle leaned close to whisper in his ear, "Am I the only one you do this for?"
Re: my best shot pt 3
anonymous
October 10 2008, 03:15:13 UTC
Tieria wrenched himself free by pinching Lyle's neck. It took him off of his lust induced tour of Tieria's body by delivering a painful shock. Tieria backed off of him and huddled in the corner, catching his breath. His legs were splayed wide open so Lyle could see his excitement. He reached out a foot to playwith him, and Tieria was again caught off guard. He slapped it off and lunged towards Lyle.
"Don't toy with me." he hissed, grabbing Lyle's shoulders and turning him on his belly. He yanked Lyle's pants down and Lyle had to gasp in surprise. If Tieria was planning on doing what Lyle suspected, then he would probably have to brace himself.
"Wait, let me," he said, turning his head over his shoulder to see Tieria pulling his own pants down. Lyle reached behind him and began spreading himself, inserting one finger slowly. It felt uncomfortable, but then it quickly became something he wanted done over and over. He was close to coming, but he knew this was something Tieria wanted to do. It was probably to make up for Lyle's groping, and Lyle found he had no problem with it. Besides cigarettes, Lyle was a sucker for sex.
He started to get his middle finger inside him, and he had to stop while he opened up wider. Playing with himself this way was too much, and he had to hold his balls to hold himself steady. It was worse when Tieria pushed his finger into Lyles anus and started to press against his prostate.
Lyle panted, unable to keep from groaning his delight. It was so good, but he had to admit he'd love to do this to Tieria, to see if his eyes would reflect the lust he induced in Lyle. He slowly took out his fingers with Tieria following suit. Tieria placed his hands on Lyle's hips and slowly thrust inside.
It has been a while for Lyle, and the first thrust took the breath from his lungs. Tieria grunted, and then stared to pant. He thrust shallowly for a few minutes and then began pulling out. Lyle almost felt him slip out but just as quickly, Tieria would thrust back in. Tieria's cheeks were flushed red, his pupils dilated as he kept thrusting in and out. Lyle couldn't keep from scratching at the tile floor and Tieria's hands kept him from thrusting backward. The pressure on his prostate came irregularly but still sent him over the edge. Tieria slapped Lyle's hands away from his balls and at the same time gave a deep thrust that Lyle would remember for the rest of his life. He came and clenched Tieria hard, all the while Tieria kept on hitting his prostate. Tieria finally came hard as well, buried deep inside. Lyle lay on the ground and Tieria pulled out.
Re: my best shot pt 4
anonymous
October 10 2008, 03:15:56 UTC
Catching their breaths, Lyle felt the stickiness within leak out. He winced as he pulled himself to sit on his knees. Catching his breath, he snuck a peek at Tieria.
Tieria had his eyes shut, head laid back against the shower wall. His dick was soft, lying against his thigh, still glistening with his orgasm. Lyle went over and licked it, liking the masculine taste and slight tang of sweetness. So Tieria had a sweet tooth. Not surprising, since he knew Tieria had a sweet mouth.
"Here to mock me?" Tieria asked, his chest heaving after orgasm and his eyes halfway lidded. Lyle decided this was his favorite version of Tieria, eyes half closed and seductive, lips bright red and his breath coming into and out of his mouth fast and hard, smelling like a sweetness not of this mortal realm.
Lyle brought his face close to Tieria's and with a smirk said "Even better," before plunging deep into Tieria's mouth again. Tieria only tipped his mouth back, too tired to resist. He wouldn't admit it, but Lyle sucking on his tongue like it was some kind of irresistible piece of candy made his chest tighten and cheeks redden. It made his toes curl when Lyle licked and sucked his neck, and when Lyle slowly reached behind him to slip a finger into his ass, Tieria only slightly arched his back so Lyle wouldn't notice. He panted, his fingers tingling and the hair on his scalp tightening. Lyle sped up his finger fucking and Tieria contracted the muscles around his entrance, making the sensation more acute when Lyle introduced 2 more fingers. Tieria silently came that time, his scream hitching in his throat as Lyle kissed him again.
"So. Now what?" Lyle looked down at his lap, his erection starting to throb.
Tieria brought his hand to his mouth as he tried to control his breathing and shrugged his shoulders. "I'm returning to my room." He gingerly stood up. His shirt was clinging to his chest and he shivered from the cold water that came into contact with his skin. Finding his pants on the floor, he started to move. Unable to bend down as his knees were sore, he bent over. He was sure Lyle had not been paying attention but as he put on his pants and looked behind him he saw that the man was furiously trying to bring himself to orgasm.
"What?" Tieria asked, flustered. He looked away and stood for a few seconds. He looked at Lyle again, gave him a glare, and left the bathroom.
Lyle smacked his head against the shower stall again, but this time the pain was no match for the pent up sex he let explode. Seeing Tieria bend over with his ass in the air, then watching him turn around to look at him drove him over the edge. For a second, Tieria had a look of reconnaissance and although it was warm and happy it probably wasn't for Lyle. Then that flustered angry look and it was done. He left.
On the shower floor, Lyle finished his second orgasm of the night, but if he had to be honest, it was his third with Tieria. The first time he saw the cool pilot, it inspired naughty fantasies in his head. But now that he knew the reality of Tieria, Lyle had decided that maybe he had another drug of choice to depend on while in space. No more night time trips to the shower vent, no more tripped fire alarms.
He rose, cleaned the bathroom and left for his room.
to go into space was made cost effective by the AEU, he mainly stayed on Earth, near the ocean and wide open fields. Ireland, his birthplace, was full of open greenery and surrounded by the Atlantic. If space was only inhabitable in small closed satellites, then he was definitely not going to spend his small earnings on an elevator ticket.
But his first trip into space came free of charge. With his luck, though it came with a small catch. Setsuna F. Seiei and Tieria Erde, Gundam Meisters for Celestial Being, were his escorts. It was silent in the elevator ride, with only the rustling of paper as Tieria and Setsuna read over some papers. Lyle knew better to not ask questions and mulled over his fate. They might have felt that by assigning him a code he'd comply with them, but he knew that as soon as they landed on Earth with the Gundams, he would take off. Free from his brother's ghost, again, and he might be able to further Kataron's plans with the new technology he hijacked.
Thinking too much about his plan made him restless, and he idly wondered if they remembered to turn on the oxygen on the Ptolemaios. He was in his room trying to sleep in artificial gravity, but he felt his whole body itch. The standard blanket and mattress were worse than what he had in the orphanage he and Neil stayed in after their family's death. It was a rough time then. It was around that time he picked up the habit of lighting up when he was nervous. Neil hated it, said that it was the best way to squander the rest of his life, but Neil never understood.
He was glad that Neil left the orphanage soon after that. He drove Lyle up a wall sometimes.
It wasn't going to do any good, he thought, pretending to smoke, but he kicked off his blankets anyways and looked in his bag for his pack and light. He walked down the narrow hall to the bathroom.
Or more like floated. Outside of his room and the bathroom, gravity was off.
It made him feel like a rubber ball, bouncing off the floor and into the ceiling. He knocked his head once and almost yelled before remembering that everyone on board was sleeping. He was sure no one would approve of a Gundam Meister smoking, especially Tieria.
He could still remember the piercing stare on the ride up. Was he interested? Was he angry, curious, excited? No way of telling in his red eyes, and Lyle wasn't sure if they were contacts or his natural color. You wouldn't wear contacts behind glasses, and the fact that he widened his eyes when they first met told him that his irises were in fact, bright red.
Red irises, purple hair, and a uniquely shaped body underneath baggy clothes.
Though Setsuna used male pronouns with Tieria, it didn't do anything
to satisfy Lyle's curiosity. Though Felt was very pretty and very definitely
female, something about Tieria wouldn't leave his mind.
'Maybe I'll just sneak a peak when he's using the toilet,' he thought as he reached the bathroom. Pushing the button outside the door, he entered and readjusted to the weak gravity. Walking to the only shower stall on board, he held the cigarette between his two fingers and pretended to take a drag.
No. He looked up and noticed a small vent. It wasn't too high up, and he stood on his tiptoes to reach it. He took out his lighter and lit the cigarette. This time he took a long drag. He held it in his lungs, the withdrawal symptoms beginning to leave his body, and blew it into the vent. Once, twice, three times, quickly, slowly.
A small mist fell on his face and he thought he was hallucinating.
Just like home on a warm spring day.
He finished blowing out another one when he felt a small draft coming from the direction of the door. He looked quickly and dropped the cigarette at the same time. There was a puddle of water beneath him, and the cigarette went out immediately. He suddenly noticed that he was drenching wet, and looked up. A red light was flashing, and the sprinkler system he failed to see coming in looked like they were turning off. He turned to the door again.
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Lyle knew he was caught, and he was screwed.
"How..." Tieria began, whispering "...did you not hear the alarm?"
Lyle shrugged, unsure of how Tieria would understand the ecstasies of nicotine. The taste of tobacco, the singing of his veins, the throbbing of his heart. He was unsure Tieria ever had an orgasm. If not, he wouldn't even be able to grasp the meaning of pleasure from a single stick.
"If I wasn't suspicious enough to make sure you weren't doing something idiotic, you would have woken everyone up. You could have shut down the Ptolemaios and forced us to evacuate. We would have had a complete shutdown because of your selfish, drug induced activities."
Lyle noticed how angrily he hissed every word of his last sentence, and then suddenly
Tieria rushed in, taking Lyle by surprise. He had Lyle's shirt collar in his hands and slammed him against the wall in the shower stall. He was in Lyle's face, those red irises staring deep into him.
"If you want to go back home like a coward, go ahead. We can send you home.
I understand if you don't have the capacity to be a Gundam Meister. You're notworthy to be a Meister!"
Suddenly Lyle knew that this was going beyond his addiction when Tieria slammed him on the floor. He hit his head the second time that night, and felt a weight on his midsection. Tieria pounded on his chest with all his might behind his fists, and let out a low scream.
"No, never will you be one! Never, never!"
What was going on?
Tieria fists reached his head and grabbed his hair tightly. Lyle could see the stars in his field of vision before Tieria had slammed his head onto the tiled floor. Once, twice, four times, the same number of drags Lyle took. Maybe four was the number to stop doing something, because suddenly Tieria stopped.
Lyle lay on the ground, Tieria still on top of him. He heard Tieria's quiet, choked sobs. Angry, muffled, filled with tears. Lyle took the lull in action to gingerly pat his chest and clear his head.
Lyle looked up to see that frown on Tieria’s face.
"Why are you still here? Why are you still alive?" he asked Lyle.
It stole his breath away. That look of desperation also screamed seduction, and although Lyle knew it was not the time to be thinking of sex, he wanted to know who could resist this creature. Whatever caused Tieria to stop attacking was not important now; he just thanked heaven it happened.
"Lockon...Lockon...Lockon..." Tieria said softly, leaning forward. He softly touched Lyle's right brow and planted a soft kiss.
Lyle had never been through such a turbulent night before. He can never remember being treated so roughly or as tenderly as he was being treated right now, and the only thing he had to show for it was a slowly growing erection. Tieria, in his now soaked white undershirt and close fitting pajama pants, was looking at him fondly, those eyes burning red with affection. It was real, it was happening to him, and Lyle knew that addictions were hard to ignore, even new born ones like this. Like the first drag he took that night, he grabbed Tieria and forced his mouth open. Stuck his tongue inside and sucked on his tongue, hard and long. Tieria tried to break away, but Lyle sat up and grabbed him around his waist to keep him from fleeing. It was easy to see Tieria was woefully inexperienced, but all Lyle wanted was him. All of him.
"I don't know the answer to your questions," Lyle said to him. He grabbed
Tieria's chest through the wet shirt and began playing with a nipple. Tieria's face turned bright pink, his mouth and eyes shut. "But I know that right now, you look so good. You taste way better than that cigarette, too. So let me ask you some questions. Why are you so irresistible? Do you do this to every man you meet?" Lyle slipped a hand down to Tieria's rear and cupped a cheek. "But most important of all," Lyle leaned close to whisper in his ear, "Am I the only one you do this for?"
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Tieria wrenched himself free by pinching Lyle's neck. It took him off of his lust induced tour of Tieria's body by delivering a painful shock. Tieria backed off of him and huddled in the corner, catching his breath. His legs were splayed wide open so Lyle could see his excitement. He reached out a foot to playwith him, and Tieria was again caught off guard. He slapped it off and lunged towards Lyle.
"Don't toy with me." he hissed, grabbing Lyle's shoulders and turning him on his belly. He yanked Lyle's pants down and Lyle had to gasp in surprise. If Tieria was planning on doing what Lyle suspected, then he would probably have to brace himself.
"Wait, let me," he said, turning his head over his shoulder to see Tieria pulling his own pants down. Lyle reached behind him and began spreading himself, inserting one finger slowly. It felt uncomfortable, but then it quickly became something he wanted done over and over. He was close to coming, but he knew this was something Tieria wanted to do. It was probably to make up for Lyle's groping, and Lyle found he had no problem with it. Besides cigarettes, Lyle was a sucker for sex.
He started to get his middle finger inside him, and he had to stop while he opened up wider. Playing with himself this way was too much, and he had to hold his balls to hold himself steady. It was worse when Tieria pushed his finger into Lyles anus and started to press against his prostate.
Lyle panted, unable to keep from groaning his delight. It was so good, but he had to admit he'd love to do this to Tieria, to see if his eyes would reflect the lust he induced in Lyle. He slowly took out his fingers with Tieria following suit. Tieria placed his hands on Lyle's hips and slowly thrust inside.
It has been a while for Lyle, and the first thrust took the breath from his lungs. Tieria grunted, and then stared to pant. He thrust shallowly for a few minutes and then began pulling out. Lyle almost felt him slip out but just as quickly, Tieria would thrust back in. Tieria's cheeks were flushed red, his pupils dilated as he kept thrusting in and out. Lyle couldn't keep from scratching at the tile floor and Tieria's hands kept him from thrusting backward. The pressure on his prostate came irregularly but still sent him over the edge. Tieria slapped Lyle's hands away from his balls and at the same time gave a deep thrust that Lyle would remember for the rest of his life. He came and clenched Tieria hard, all the while Tieria kept on hitting his prostate. Tieria finally came hard as well, buried deep inside. Lyle lay on the ground and Tieria pulled out.
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Tieria had his eyes shut, head laid back against the shower wall.
His dick was soft, lying against his thigh, still glistening with his orgasm. Lyle went over and licked it, liking the masculine taste and slight tang of sweetness. So Tieria had a sweet tooth. Not surprising, since he knew Tieria had a sweet mouth.
"Here to mock me?" Tieria asked, his chest heaving after orgasm and his eyes halfway lidded. Lyle decided this was his favorite version of Tieria, eyes half closed and seductive, lips bright red and his breath coming into and out of his mouth fast and hard, smelling like a sweetness not of this mortal realm.
Lyle brought his face close to Tieria's and with a smirk said "Even better," before plunging deep into Tieria's mouth again. Tieria only tipped his mouth back, too tired to resist. He wouldn't admit it, but Lyle sucking on his tongue like it was some kind of irresistible piece of candy made his chest tighten and cheeks redden. It made his toes curl when Lyle licked and sucked his neck, and when Lyle slowly reached behind him to slip a finger into his ass, Tieria only slightly arched his back so Lyle wouldn't notice. He panted, his fingers tingling and the hair on his scalp tightening. Lyle sped up his finger fucking and Tieria contracted the muscles around his entrance, making the sensation more acute when Lyle introduced 2 more fingers. Tieria silently came that time, his scream hitching in his throat as Lyle kissed him again.
"So. Now what?" Lyle looked down at his lap, his erection starting to throb.
Tieria brought his hand to his mouth as he tried to control his breathing and shrugged his shoulders. "I'm returning to my room." He gingerly stood up. His shirt was clinging to his chest and he shivered from the cold water that came into contact with his skin. Finding his pants on the floor, he started to move. Unable to bend down as his knees were sore, he bent over. He was sure Lyle had not been paying attention but as he put on his pants and looked behind him he saw that the man was furiously trying to bring himself to orgasm.
"What?" Tieria asked, flustered. He looked away and stood for a few seconds. He looked at Lyle again, gave him a glare, and left the bathroom.
Lyle smacked his head against the shower stall again, but this time the pain was no match for the pent up sex he let explode. Seeing Tieria bend over with his ass in the air, then watching him turn around to look at him drove him over the edge. For a second, Tieria had a look of reconnaissance and although it was warm and happy it probably wasn't for Lyle. Then that flustered angry look and it was done. He left.
On the shower floor, Lyle finished his second orgasm of the night, but if he had to be honest, it was his third with Tieria. The first time he saw the cool pilot, it inspired naughty fantasies in his head. But now that he knew the reality of Tieria, Lyle had decided that maybe he had another drug of choice to depend on while in space. No more night time trips to the shower vent, no more tripped fire alarms.
He rose, cleaned the bathroom and left for his room.
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