Gundam Wing (Heero/Duo/Wufei)
“You know,” Duo observed, body consciously relaxed as Heero tightened the black ropes that crisscrossed his slim body, keeping him crouched, knees spread, in the middle of the floor. “This is not exactly how I envisioned spending my Saturday evening.”
A flash of white materalized out the darkness. “We know,” a smooth voice murmured and Duo hissed as Wufei stepped forward, the Chinese boy’s loose pants whispering caresses across his oversensitive skin.
Strong, sturdy hands cupped the sides of his face, deceptively gentle as they bound a strip of dark cloth across his eyes. Duo couldn’t help tensing as the world went black, the electric touch of calloused fingers sliding over his face, nose, lips, throat all the more searing without his eyes to warn him of their approach.
Hot breath ghosted suddenly against his throat and he jerked, feeling the way sensuous lips smiled at the motion. “Calmly Maxwell,” Wufei admonished. “And you know Quatre and Trowa can’t help it if they’ve been called away.”
“I know,” Duo admitted, then his breath caught sharply as Wufei’s mouth closed teasingly over one peaked nipple. “But I can’t - hahh, help but be greedy.”
Heero snorted from somewhere in the blackness. “We’ve noticed.”
There was a shuffling sound behind him and then all the air in his lungs left in a whoosh as something lean and warm and muscular draped over him from shoulders to ass. Chains jangled sharply in the silence, his arms tugging reflexively against the handcuffs binding them as Heero’s hard cock slid teasingly along the valley between his buttocks, nudging against the plug inside him and making him groan.
Arms like steel bands wrapped around him from behind, keeping him from thrashing when Wufei flicked his tongue over the stiff nipple between his teeth. When he arched back Heero was there, hips grinding against him in slow, tortuous circles.
A whimper escaped his throat at the overload of sensation and Wufei hummed against his skin, smugly pleased. Leaving off his torment of Duo’s nipple Wufei moved lower, tongue tracing languidly over quivering muscles and down towards the hardness rising heavy and urgent between spread legs.
A hand slid between his cheeks and Duo swore as clever fingers found the end of the butt plug and twisted it, the plastic toy pressing hard against that spot inside in him that made him see stars.
Heero’s tone was far too amused as he bestowed an open-mouthed kiss on Duo’s straining neck. “I hope we’re enough to keep you occupied until they get home,” he whispered, shoving the plug in hard at the same instant as wet velvety heat enveloped Duo’s cock, Wufei’s talented mouth taking him to the root.
Duo screamed in pleasure and pain and would have collapsed if not for the support of Heero’s arms, keeping him safe even as he eased the plug out and replaced it with his hard, throbbing cock, burying himself in Duo’s willing flesh.
“Fuck, Heero,” Duo groaned, full and breathing hard as Heero began to thrust into him with long, steady strokes that were guaranteed to drive him completely insane.
Wufei paused in his ministrations to watch them together and Duo could practically hear the smirk in that low smoky voice, the words melting like warm caramel across Duo’s senses. “Yes. That’s about what we thought you’d say.”
Bottoming for these two was never going to be the same again.
~owari
A flash of white materalized out the darkness. “We know,” a smooth voice murmured and Duo hissed as Wufei stepped forward, the Chinese boy’s loose pants whispering caresses across his oversensitive skin.
Strong, sturdy hands cupped the sides of his face, deceptively gentle as they bound a strip of dark cloth across his eyes. Duo couldn’t help tensing as the world went black, the electric touch of calloused fingers sliding over his face, nose, lips, throat all the more searing without his eyes to warn him of their approach.
Hot breath ghosted suddenly against his throat and he jerked, feeling the way sensuous lips smiled at the motion. “Calmly Maxwell,” Wufei admonished. “And you know Quatre and Trowa can’t help it if they’ve been called away.”
“I know,” Duo admitted, then his breath caught sharply as Wufei’s mouth closed teasingly over one peaked nipple. “But I can’t - hahh, help but be greedy.”
Heero snorted from somewhere in the blackness. “We’ve noticed.”
There was a shuffling sound behind him and then all the air in his lungs left in a whoosh as something lean and warm and muscular draped over him from shoulders to ass. Chains jangled sharply in the silence, his arms tugging reflexively against the handcuffs binding them as Heero’s hard cock slid teasingly along the valley between his buttocks, nudging against the plug inside him and making him groan.
Arms like steel bands wrapped around him from behind, keeping him from thrashing when Wufei flicked his tongue over the stiff nipple between his teeth. When he arched back Heero was there, hips grinding against him in slow, tortuous circles.
A whimper escaped his throat at the overload of sensation and Wufei hummed against his skin, smugly pleased. Leaving off his torment of Duo’s nipple Wufei moved lower, tongue tracing languidly over quivering muscles and down towards the hardness rising heavy and urgent between spread legs.
A hand slid between his cheeks and Duo swore as clever fingers found the end of the butt plug and twisted it, the plastic toy pressing hard against that spot inside in him that made him see stars.
Heero’s tone was far too amused as he bestowed an open-mouthed kiss on Duo’s straining neck. “I hope we’re enough to keep you occupied until they get home,” he whispered, shoving the plug in hard at the same instant as wet velvety heat enveloped Duo’s cock, Wufei’s talented mouth taking him to the root.
Duo screamed in pleasure and pain and would have collapsed if not for the support of Heero’s arms, keeping him safe even as he eased the plug out and replaced it with his hard, throbbing cock, burying himself in Duo’s willing flesh.
“Fuck, Heero,” Duo groaned, full and breathing hard as Heero began to thrust into him with long, steady strokes that were guaranteed to drive him completely insane.
Wufei paused in his ministrations to watch them together and Duo could practically hear the smirk in that low smoky voice, the words melting like warm caramel across Duo’s senses. “Yes. That’s about what we thought you’d say.”
Bottoming for these two was never going to be the same again.
~owari