blind round-robin from y-con/gw meet & greet
INTRODUCTION
This story was written by attendees of the Gundam Wing Meet & Greet panel at Yaoi Con 2007. Each attendee received an index card with a transitional word or phrase, and wrote a line or paragraph off that "prompt"; 41 participants wrote simultaneously, without knowing anything that came before their own part. Thank you to everyone who contributed! ♥
ONCE UPON A TIME...: an experimental round-robin
Once upon a time, there existed two boys. Duo and Heero are their names. You can call them complete opposites, but their connection is so much stronger because of this. Duo sauntered into the bedroom, finding Heero sleeping on the bed, so cute. His face looked so soft and Duo couldn't help but stare. He wasn't able to hold back anymore.
Then Duo licked his tender lips, pink tongue gracing over Heero's stomach, the ties keeping Heero's body restrained. "Mnn..." Duo moaned out softly, his body begging to finally get what its been waiting for: Heero. The braid fell from its resting place on his back onto Heero's tummy, ticking his sides with the soft strands.
Suddenly, Heero dropped his gun and pulled out a knife. "You know," he said, "as much as I'd enjoy blowing your brains out, I think I'd rather eviscerate you."
Then he said, "You'd never tell by just looking at it."
Trowa crossed the room and sat on the edge of the table. He raised an eyebrow. "I don't believe you."
Meanwhile, Duo was in the next building, a gambling hall, trying to decide where to start.
"Poker, Black Jack, Poker, Black Jack...," he muttered.
He looked between two tables, trying to decide.
"Black Jack," he decided with a nod.
Curiously, Treize raised his glass. He smiled deviously and set aside his wine in favor of running a gloved fingertip across his lower lip. Something in his breast pocket wriggled.
Following that, Duo turned to Heero and asked, "Tie me up now?"
However, Wufei loves candies.
Indeed, the others had no idea what was going on. Of course, the sounds coming from the other room told everyone...
Next, they went to outer space.
"What the deuce?!" said Wufei as he slowly pulled down someone else's pants.
Ironically, I went to the laundromat that day and fell into the washer and decided since I was all wet to go ahead and...
For some reason, Trowa's bang remained in place, despite Quatre working all night to make a very special hair mousse.
Additionally, Wufei made the mistake of mentioning school uniforms and suddenly the others got the image of the Chinese boy in obscenely short skirts.
"Did you haer that?" Quatre asked, pushing Trowa back from his neck. Trowa blinked and cocked his head to the side as he listened.
"I don't hear anything, but it may be Wufei adamantly denying his affection for Treize while Duo blows him and teases him, Trowa said absently. "Now then, I was busy before," he continued as he returned to the hickey on Quatre's neck.
In the next room, Duo was pushing skittles into the neck of the canteen. "It tastes better this way," he assured Quatre, who was looking on in a mixture of amusement and disapproval.
"Have you asked Heero if he thinks so?" Quatre questioned, voice mild.
"Noooo," Duo grinned, "not really..."
Luckily, Wufei had a chicken handy. He thrust it into the Chamber of Secrets and sealed the portal to Candy Land.
Other than that, it's freaky in the kinky department. And Quatre meant really kinky.
Usually, whips aren't used for that purpose, but none of the boys were picky... It was Duo's idea, actually.
Because of that, Heero found himself stumbling across the hangar floor, clutching onto Duo's arm and laughing hysterically.
Casually, Duo rolled over to face the others. "So, who's next?"
Quickly, Heero shoved Duo to the ground and ravaged his mouth, taking much pleasure in the soft sounds escaping the long-haired boy's mouth as it battled with his own.
In that case, Wufei felt at a loss. Should he tuck him in or finally touch that hair? Giving in, he slowly raised his hand and groaned when he came into contact with those soft tresses.
"Hmm..."
Wufei froze and stared down at the now open Prussian eyes.
Eventually, someone would push the damn button.
Otherwise, the chicken would have become too peckish. His face red from the passion of the excitement from the luscious pounding, Duo was so uncontrolled his Deathscythe exploded in glorious victory.
With a shout, Heero thrust harder into Duo.
At that moment, Heero found Duo's prostate and with a scream of ecstasy, Duo came hard.
Shyly, Heeor blushed and bent down with unusual interest in tying his gloves.
In the middle of that, Heero's thrusting phallus slipped out, with a scream from Duo. "Heero!! It hurts but, oddly, is very exciting!"
"I...luv...u...2...Duo!!"
Without a doubt, Duo had the sexiest ass.
Later that day, Trowa decided to tickle Heero to death.
Then, there was a blinding flash of light as Heero's stash of shiny polished guns were revealed.
"Wow," Quatre gawked.
Then he whispered, "There's a duck in my pants."
In the meantime, Heero slipped the shirt off Duo's shoulders, running his hands in its wake. Slowly, they got closer and Heero pulled the bandage away. "Damn," he said, "That looks like shit."
On the other hand, Heero had no idea why he was craving green tea ice cream and sake.
It might have been the shot that Dr. J had given him.
Or it could be one of the fangirls got him pregnant...again.
Indeed, Trowa thought the idea of Quatre and Wufei shirtless and kissing was almost too much fun for him to bear. Almost.
Next, the butterfly flapped its wings in the Amazon and no one cared.
Coincidentally, across the house Wufei was singing in the shower while Trowa watered the plants.
For some reason, the cheese jar landed in Duo's lap and caused Rashid's face to fall.
In addition, Duo had left their clothes out in time for the spring showers he had sworn up and down would never hit before he took them off the line. That left their clothing count to...whatever the American pilot had shoved under the bed.
"Duo!!" Wufei hissed, sticking his head out from behind the bathroom door. He hadn't even been allowed a towel before his shower.
"Oh!" he exclaimed. "It's the end of the story!"
This story was written by attendees of the Gundam Wing Meet & Greet panel at Yaoi Con 2007. Each attendee received an index card with a transitional word or phrase, and wrote a line or paragraph off that "prompt"; 41 participants wrote simultaneously, without knowing anything that came before their own part. Thank you to everyone who contributed! ♥
ONCE UPON A TIME...: an experimental round-robin
Once upon a time, there existed two boys. Duo and Heero are their names. You can call them complete opposites, but their connection is so much stronger because of this. Duo sauntered into the bedroom, finding Heero sleeping on the bed, so cute. His face looked so soft and Duo couldn't help but stare. He wasn't able to hold back anymore.
Then Duo licked his tender lips, pink tongue gracing over Heero's stomach, the ties keeping Heero's body restrained. "Mnn..." Duo moaned out softly, his body begging to finally get what its been waiting for: Heero. The braid fell from its resting place on his back onto Heero's tummy, ticking his sides with the soft strands.
Suddenly, Heero dropped his gun and pulled out a knife. "You know," he said, "as much as I'd enjoy blowing your brains out, I think I'd rather eviscerate you."
Then he said, "You'd never tell by just looking at it."
Trowa crossed the room and sat on the edge of the table. He raised an eyebrow. "I don't believe you."
Meanwhile, Duo was in the next building, a gambling hall, trying to decide where to start.
"Poker, Black Jack, Poker, Black Jack...," he muttered.
He looked between two tables, trying to decide.
"Black Jack," he decided with a nod.
Curiously, Treize raised his glass. He smiled deviously and set aside his wine in favor of running a gloved fingertip across his lower lip. Something in his breast pocket wriggled.
Following that, Duo turned to Heero and asked, "Tie me up now?"
However, Wufei loves candies.
Indeed, the others had no idea what was going on. Of course, the sounds coming from the other room told everyone...
Next, they went to outer space.
"What the deuce?!" said Wufei as he slowly pulled down someone else's pants.
Ironically, I went to the laundromat that day and fell into the washer and decided since I was all wet to go ahead and...
For some reason, Trowa's bang remained in place, despite Quatre working all night to make a very special hair mousse.
Additionally, Wufei made the mistake of mentioning school uniforms and suddenly the others got the image of the Chinese boy in obscenely short skirts.
"Did you haer that?" Quatre asked, pushing Trowa back from his neck. Trowa blinked and cocked his head to the side as he listened.
"I don't hear anything, but it may be Wufei adamantly denying his affection for Treize while Duo blows him and teases him, Trowa said absently. "Now then, I was busy before," he continued as he returned to the hickey on Quatre's neck.
In the next room, Duo was pushing skittles into the neck of the canteen. "It tastes better this way," he assured Quatre, who was looking on in a mixture of amusement and disapproval.
"Have you asked Heero if he thinks so?" Quatre questioned, voice mild.
"Noooo," Duo grinned, "not really..."
Luckily, Wufei had a chicken handy. He thrust it into the Chamber of Secrets and sealed the portal to Candy Land.
Other than that, it's freaky in the kinky department. And Quatre meant really kinky.
Usually, whips aren't used for that purpose, but none of the boys were picky... It was Duo's idea, actually.
Because of that, Heero found himself stumbling across the hangar floor, clutching onto Duo's arm and laughing hysterically.
Casually, Duo rolled over to face the others. "So, who's next?"
Quickly, Heero shoved Duo to the ground and ravaged his mouth, taking much pleasure in the soft sounds escaping the long-haired boy's mouth as it battled with his own.
In that case, Wufei felt at a loss. Should he tuck him in or finally touch that hair? Giving in, he slowly raised his hand and groaned when he came into contact with those soft tresses.
"Hmm..."
Wufei froze and stared down at the now open Prussian eyes.
Eventually, someone would push the damn button.
Otherwise, the chicken would have become too peckish. His face red from the passion of the excitement from the luscious pounding, Duo was so uncontrolled his Deathscythe exploded in glorious victory.
With a shout, Heero thrust harder into Duo.
At that moment, Heero found Duo's prostate and with a scream of ecstasy, Duo came hard.
Shyly, Heeor blushed and bent down with unusual interest in tying his gloves.
In the middle of that, Heero's thrusting phallus slipped out, with a scream from Duo. "Heero!! It hurts but, oddly, is very exciting!"
"I...luv...u...2...Duo!!"
Without a doubt, Duo had the sexiest ass.
Later that day, Trowa decided to tickle Heero to death.
Then, there was a blinding flash of light as Heero's stash of shiny polished guns were revealed.
"Wow," Quatre gawked.
Then he whispered, "There's a duck in my pants."
In the meantime, Heero slipped the shirt off Duo's shoulders, running his hands in its wake. Slowly, they got closer and Heero pulled the bandage away. "Damn," he said, "That looks like shit."
On the other hand, Heero had no idea why he was craving green tea ice cream and sake.
It might have been the shot that Dr. J had given him.
Or it could be one of the fangirls got him pregnant...again.
Indeed, Trowa thought the idea of Quatre and Wufei shirtless and kissing was almost too much fun for him to bear. Almost.
Next, the butterfly flapped its wings in the Amazon and no one cared.
Coincidentally, across the house Wufei was singing in the shower while Trowa watered the plants.
For some reason, the cheese jar landed in Duo's lap and caused Rashid's face to fall.
In addition, Duo had left their clothes out in time for the spring showers he had sworn up and down would never hit before he took them off the line. That left their clothing count to...whatever the American pilot had shoved under the bed.
"Duo!!" Wufei hissed, sticking his head out from behind the bathroom door. He hadn't even been allowed a towel before his shower.
"Oh!" he exclaimed. "It's the end of the story!"