Cages

I think I… allergied myself to sleep, because the next thing I knew Heero had come in and sat down beside me on the bed. I had a moment were I tried to jump up and run, and only managed to snap my bindings painfully tight as I pulled against them and they relentlessly held me back.
See, the thing is, I hadn’t said anything to Heero about my attempt to seduce Zechs. I’d kind of been worried he’d say no, and I was fairly sure that I’d chicken out if I knew it was going to cause a fight with Heero. I’d thought that, at best, he’d never find out about it, and at worst he’d find out and be mad and I could blame the whole thing on Zechs. I’d never thought the bastard would rat me out to my boyfriend.
“Hello, Duo,” he said as he perched himself beside my naked midsection.
“Eh… Hey, ‘Ro. Um… Say, you wouldn’t mind getting me down from here, would you? Do a pal a favor? All you’d have to do is untie that one little knot…”
“No,” he said, not even looking at me. I felt my chest constrict. Why wouldn’t he let me go? Hadn’t I been humiliated enough? What more could they want from me? What were they going to do to me? Who had tied me up anyway? Where was I? What was going on? Why couldn’t I move? Why couldn’t I breathe?
A sharp slap against my face brought me back to reality and I found Heero’s face mere inches away from mine.
“You’re safe. Don’t panic, and don’t breathe so quickly. Relax. I just want to talk to you, and if I let you go you’ll run away,” he said calmly, and his fingers running through my bangs helped to ground me enough to breathe properly.
“Where would I go?”
“To your room or to your games. Where ever you could to get away from talking to me,” he said, and I couldn’t really argue. The last thing I wanted to do was talk about my humiliation now that it was complete. “So we’re going to sit here, and I’ll untie you when I have my answers.”
“What more do you want to know, Heero?” I sighed, staring at the bed sheets. “You can see what happened with your own eyes. I tried to seduce Zechs, and he rejected me.”
“Is that what you were trying to do?”
“Well… yeah. What the hell did you think I was doing?”
“I wasn’t sure. Master thought you might be trying to test him, though.”
“Test…? Are you serious! What the hell kind of test is this?”
“What the hell kind of seduction attempt is this?” Heero replied. “The guy who’s terrified of being restrained and can’t even bottom for me just tied himself down and offered himself to the master that he has not only never slept with, but also spent a large part of his time fighting with. How does that sound to you?”
“Well… sure, if you say it like that it sounds stupid.”
“It is stupid.”
“Hey, shut the hell up. I tried subtle. It wasn’t working. So I tried something more obvious.”
“Did you ever try asking?”
“Did I… what?”
“Asking. As in verbally communicating your intentions with the interested party?”
“Uh… no. That seemed weird. You know, unnatural. I’m supposed to bend over, he’s supposed to jump on me.”
“And that doesn’t seem weird?” he asked, giving me an annoyed look. I just glared, and finally he sighed. “Master sent me up here to find your intentions and make sure you were okay. He said that, if you were serious about wanting to sleep with him, he’d send the rest of us out on a picnic this afternoon and you would have another chance.”
“He said… what?” I couldn’t help but wonder. Heero quirked a lopsided grin and moved so that he could stare directly into my eyes.
“You have another chance, Duo. All you had to do was ask.”
“Fuck! Really?”
“Yes, Duo, you can really fuck.”
“Uh…. Dude, that was awful,” I told him, grinning. He smirked, and we lapsed into silence for a bit.
“Ne… Heero? Are you… Are you really okay with this? I mean, you’re not mad or anything?”
“I wish you would have asked me about it first,” he answered immediately. “It was… unpleasant to have Master approach me concerning your behavior and not have any idea what you had been doing,” he told me, and I knew I’d hurt him with that. Hell, if he’d done it to me I’d have been flaming pissed, but I hadn’t known what else to do. “I wish you would have trusted me not to hold you back from something you truly wanted, even if I didn’t like it. I want you to get closer to Master, and I would have supported you in your attempt, if you had told me. At the very least, I would have convinced you not to attempt something this ridiculous. What were you thinking? What if Master had decided to take up your offer? What would you have done if he wanted to have sex with you in these ropes?”
“Hey! I’ll have you know I was Shinigami. I’ve had sex in ropes tons of times.”
“Yes, with a Master you knew and trusted, and before you experienced years of trauma. It’s different now. You have to be more careful with yourself, and acclimate yourself back into sex. You almost had a panic attack when I refused to release you from the ropes. You can’t expect me to believe that you would have done any better with Master.”
“I… suppose not. I just… I knew I wouldn’t be able to do this if you didn’t want me to, and I didn’t want to risk it. I… I’m sorry.”
“It… I’m not angry,” he said, leaning over and curling against me. “I thought about this on my way up here. I know Master… I know Zechs is a kind lover. He’ll take good care of you. I want you to be happy, and I know being with Zechs will help you feel like you belong.”
He paused then, and pressed his face against my neck.
“I don’t want this to come between us. I don’t think it will. We won’t let it, will we?”
“No,” I whispered back to him, a conviction in my voice that I knew he needed. “I never would have started this if I thought there was a chance of it splitting us up. I thought you might be angry with me for a while, but I was always sure you’d come back to me. I’m not going anywhere either. You and me? Nothing’s going to happen to that. I don’t lie.”
“Hm,” he said and rubbed his cheek against mine. “I think you’ve earned your freedom then. Let’s get you out of these ropes and I can rub some ointment into the rope burns I’m sure you’ve given yourself.”
“That would be awesome,” I said, squirming excitedly as he began to work on my knots.
Heero ended up having to cut me out of the ropes because I’d pulled the knots so tight. I just wanted the hell out of those things, so I was happy with whatever got me out the quickest. Once that was done Heero made good on his promise and rubbed some ointment on my sore wrists and ankles, which then turned into a massage, and finally resulted in me being dead asleep. I think that might have been Heero’s intent all along, to let me sleep some more and prepare for later, and also to recover from the somewhat emotionally challenging day I’d already had. Whatever he meant to do, it ended up in putting me to sleep until it was almost lunchtime.
When I came downstairs, I found Quatre packing a picnic basket in the kitchen. I found that Zechs had decided to take a more… tactful approach to seduction than I had. I could only surmise that he’d mentioned the picnic to Quatre, and then waited for Heero to reveal that I was sleeping. Once that revelation was made, he began to complain of a headache, and offered that instead of ruining the picnic for everyone, he and I would stay here and the others could go of and enjoy the day. Apparently he’d been pretty adamant about it, but not so decided that Quatre had been tipped off. Anyway it happened, within half an hour of my awakening, everyone was gone and I was alone in the house with the man I’d been throwing myself at all weekend.
Only, now that our coupling was imminent, it was starting to look a hell of a lot less appealing and a hell of a lot more frightening. I mean, hell, Zechs is fucking huge! And I realized when we were standing in the doorway waving goodbye that I have to crane my neck to look up at him. If everything was in proportion (and I’d never seen him naked to dispute it) I was going to be speared! Fuck! What was I thinking? This was all Heero’s fault!
“You don’t have to stare at me like I’m the grim reaper,” Zechs said suddenly startling me out of my panicked haze. I realized I’d been staring and blushed, but Zechs only quirked a lopsided grin. “It’s good to see you’re actually taking this seriously, though. I was worried for a bit that you’d just want to jump on me and be done with it.”
“You’ve got it a little backwards there, but that was the gist of what I was going for, I suppose.”
“Is that what you still want?” he asked, and I thought about it and realized that I really didn’t want the quick, bam and it’s over kind of sex. That wouldn’t really do anything but make us both uncomfortable afterwards, would it? It certainly wouldn’t get me the closeness that I was after.
“No, that’s not what I want.”
“Good.”
“Good?”
“Mm-hm. I was a little worried you just wanted a roll in the hay. I think Heero might be somewhat upset if you were just being… promiscuous.”
“Is that why you turned me down earlier?” I wondered.
“Earlier? Hardly. Honestly, I wasn’t sure what in the world you were thinking. I thought…” he said, then hesitated.
“Thought what?” I prompted curiously.
“Well… All of the other boys are adhering rather strictly to Sally’s orders, even now that her timeframe is over. So they haven’t been as… forthcoming as they usually are. I was starting to wonder if you knew that and you were using it as a creative method of tormenting me.”
I had to pause for a minute to translate Zechs’ words into something I could manage to understand, but when I did it had me howling with laughter.
“Let me get this straight. The rest of your slaves are so upset with you that they aren’t putting out, and you thought I was being a cock-tease? Oh hell! And here I was starting to think you were just stupid.”
“Oh please. That move with the towel? That was the worst acting I’ve ever seen. I thought for a bit that you’d mistaken me for Heero and were just too embarrassed to admit it.”
“Shinigami is never embarrassed about anything!”
“I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised, with the way you and Heero go at it.”
“You perv. You just like listening,” I replied, but the reminder of Heero and what we were about to do killed off the lighthearted mood and we lapsed back into a strained silence.
“You know…” Zechs said hesitantly. “It’s not too late to back out, if you want to.”
“Shinigami isn’t afraid of anything,” I told him sternly, and wished I felt more like the old Shinigami.
“Well… just keep that in mind. If you want to stop, all you have to do is say so. We’ll can stop and try again some other time. Remember that.”
“I know, I know,” I told him, but it actually had helped me to hear it, although I was pretty sure Zechs would let me go at any time if I asked him. “We should… Can we go inside? I really don’t want to do any of the voyeurism stuff right now.”
Zechs chucked and nodded, guiding me inside without touching me. I wondered if he was worried that I’d bolt at the first contact. I wondered how he thought we were going to manage this if that were the case.
Zechs led me through the kitchen, and we were half way down the hall before I realized we were headed for the stairs. It only then dawned on me that we were headed for his room and I baulked.
“What’s wrong?” Zechs wondered.
“We can’t go upstairs.”
“Why?”
“Because we are not going to fuck in the bed where you screw Wufei, and we’re certainly not going to fuck in the bed where I screw Heero, so unless you’re comfortable doing it where Troaw and Quatre fuck, the upstairs is out of rooms.”
“O-okay. So… where would you like to go?”
“Kitchen?”
“Duo… that’s unsanitary, not to mention gross.”
“Yeah, and Quatre would probably kick both our asses if he found out. Pool?”
“I don’t think it’s a good idea to be that adventurous on our first time. It might not be safe. Besides, don’t you have a problem with large bodies of water?”
“I have a problem with just about everything. Where the hell else are we supposed to go?”
“How about the couch? That’s kind of a traditional place for first times, its safe, and no one’s going to kick our asses about it.”
“Cool.”
“It’s settled then.”
“Yeah.”
“So… we should go there.”
“Yep.”
“Ah…”
“Hmm…”
“Umm…”
“Oh fucking hell!” I cursed, “This is stupid!” I growled, and stormed into the living room, with Zechs trailing quietly behind me. Once in the living room, I tossed myself down on the couch and glared at Zechs, who was standing uncertainly in the doorway. I wasn’t actually mad as Zechs, but I couldn’t understand what was making me so nervous. I’d never been so anxious about sex before. I knew Zechs wouldn’t hurt me, so why was I more upset instead of less?
And why the hell wasn’t Zechs taking control here? He was the master, after all, wasn’t he supposed to tell me what to do? Things would go a lot easier if I just knew where my place was in this situation. Someone had to take the lead, right? But with me being afraid of pissing Zechs off for being too bossy and Zechs being afraid of scaring me off by being too demanding, it seemed pretty likely that we were doomed to stare at each other awkwardly for the rest of the night.
“This isn’t going to work if we can’t settle enough to get close to each other,” Zechs pointed out, finally plopping heavily onto the armchair. “Maybe we should just chalk this up to the both of us being too high strung and try again in a few days?”
“No. Fuck. I know I need to calm down, but… I really want this to work. If we quit now, I’m afraid I won’t get the guts to try again.”
“I see. Well, perhaps we should start by figuring out what’s making you so stressed and remove the issue it. So, what seems to be the problem?”
“You.”
“Unfortunately, we really can’t remove me from this situation.”
“No, I mean… could you stop staring at me?”
“I could try, but I really think I’m going to need to look at you at some point for this to be a success.”
“No, I mean, can’t you stop watching me like I’m going to bolt and you’re going to have to tackle me to keep me from disappearing into the forest?” I asked, and Zechs seemed a little surprised.
“Ah. I’m sorry, but old habits die hard. I’m so used to seeing you cringe at my touch that I guess this is just as strange for me as it is for you.”
“Sorry about that. I never… I mean… it never crossed my mind that you might not be a complete freaking ass-wipe with perverted morals who likes to take little boys and…”
“I think I get it, Duo, thank you.”
“No, that’s not what I mean. I just… I never thought I’d meet a kind master again,” I told him, and I heard my voice soften and hush, but I was powerless to do anything about it. “After Solo died and I started getting passed from master to master… I started thinking that maybe Solo was the only good thing in the world, and I hadn’t been strong enough to hold onto him. It was… it was my penance, what was being done to me.”
“Duo…”
“No, just listen. In my head, I always knew it wasn’t my fault. Maybe it was chance or a pissed off deity, but I knew it wasn’t my fault that they were doing it to me. In my heart, though, sometimes it felt like I had already had my chance at happiness, and I had lost it. I deserved anything that happened to me, because I had let my happiness get away and it would never return.”
“You don’t feel that way now, do you?”
“How could I? I’m… I might be happier now than I even was with Solo. Maybe that’s because I understand the worth of happiness now, or because I know how precious it is, or because I understand what I want out of life better now. With Solo, I was happy because he bought me things and gave me attention, but now… now I know that I want things for myself, and that I want to do things for myself as well as having others to help and care about me. I don’t know… I really do think Solo loved me, but he was always showing it by buying me stuff. When you’ve never had money, you tend to be pretty damned susceptible to the idea that money equals love. About a hundred masters who bought me shit just to get me to cooperate later and I finally learned the truth. Money isn’t worth shit, but love and respect are the most precious things in the world. I don’t… I’m terrified of losing either.”
“You know this isn’t going to change anything, Duo.”
“Won’t it? Maybe if I do it right it won’t, but what if I can’t? What if Shinigami is useless as a whore? And, even if a do a good job, what if Heero gets upset? What if the dynamics of the household fall apart? You and Heero and the others… this is the only family I’ve ever known. That’s why I’m so afraid of losing it.”
“The only family…? But, certainly you had a family at some point. You weren’t born into Collar, right? I thought that was against the rules, so you had to grow up somewhere.”
“My childhood really isn’t much to talk about. I was born on the streets. Until I was picked up for Collar, I was in and out of orphanages, foster homes, and street gangs. No one ever kept me around long enough for me to form a bond. The orphanages were just trying to get me out, the foster homes only saw a dollar sign on me, and the gangs were always moving and changing so much that it couldn’t really be called a family. The only person I could rely on was myself. I learned to pickpocket, and I found that the more charming I was the easier I got into people’s pockets. That’s probably the reason I got so popular at Collar, since, along with my great looks, I’m really good at manipulating a crowed.”
“I see.”
“So do you understand? I don’t want… I can’t mess this up. I…”
“Come here.”
I hesitated a moment, all of my old fears suddenly rearing up.
“I don’t bite, honestly,” he teased, giving me a non-threatening smile. I relaxed, grinned at him and got up.
“You don’t, but I might,” I joked, then found myself feeling awkward once again as I stood just a few inches in front of Zechs. He opened his arms to me, and I felt my heart beat faster. His eyes were warm and kind, and his hands were lax and unthreatening, but I still couldn’t make myself move. I couldn’t reach for what I so desperately wanted. He was offering me belonging, but I was afraid to take it.
“It’s now or never, Duo,” he told me gently, never moving his body as he waited for me to come to him. “I can’t give you your happiness. You have to reach for it.”
And that was all it took. I reached, and in the next moment I found myself in his lap, on my knees as I faced him and rested on his thighs, panting like I’d climbed an insurmountable wall. I rested my forehead against his, feeling his warm breath against my neck as I tried to get my bearings. Slowly, cautiously, I felt his arms move to hold me, giving me just enough pressure to be reassuring, without making me feel restrained.
I tried to laugh, but all I could manage was something of a smiling cough. I’ve never done well with emotionally charged situations, but my usual witty one-liners had all fled at Zechs’ touch.
“Kiss me,” he whispered against my lips, and I was so grateful for the direction that I didn’t even fight the implied command.
Our lips met, softly at first, and then more desperately as fear gave way to an intense excitement. Zechs’ tongue slipped out and brushed against my bottom lip, and it was all the encouragement I needed to mesh our mouths together and let my tongue sneak out to tease his. My arms came up of their own violation to warp around his shoulders, pulling him closer.
I loved Heero. Zechs wasn’t Heero. Despite this, I found, somewhat guiltily, that being with Zechs was almost as good as being with Heero. There was something arousing about not being the one with the responsibility. It’s hard to describe the feeling of being able to know that you are where you’re supposed to be, doing what you’re supposed to do, and liking it. Now that Zechs had earned my trust, I was able to finally let myself go and gain that feeling again. It wasn’t as good with Zechs simply because I didn’t love him, and I knew I could never love him fully because we weren’t equals. Still, if Heero hadn’t been around, I’m sure I would have fallen for Zechs. Perhaps, in some part of my mind, I was afraid of being with Zechs because I was afraid I’d fall in love with him.
The kiss made everything right. It was good, but it wasn’t Heero. I would always want Heero, no matter who else I was with. My soul called to him. Still, I was with Zechs now, and since I had nothing left to fear, I let passion take control. I gasped and ground myself against his groin, feeling the heat of his dick even through his pants. We were both hard and ready, and I was tired of waiting.
“Fuck me,” I whispered in his ear, licking the shell and nibbling on the lobe afterwards.
“Ask right,” he demanded in reply, a quiver betraying his otherwise even tone. He was just as ready as I was, so what the hell was he talking about? I wondered for a minute, and then realized it might have been my usually seductive phrasing that turned him off.
“Make love to me,” I asked this time, hoping this time I was right, because I wasn’t sure how much longer I could take this.
“That I can do,” he replied, and lifted me as he stood, then laid me down on the couch and climbed on top of me, sitting astride my legs and pushing up my shirt to kiss his way down my chest.
“Zechs,” I called, feeling like I had to say something before this got out of hand.
“Hmm?” he asked, never leaving his task.
“I love Heero. You know that, right?” I said, and he paused a moment before nodding.
“That isn’t the kind of love I’m talking about. It would be twisted and incestuous to say that this is the family or friend kind of love, but I do care for you. You know that, right? This isn’t just fucking, as you put it. Heero is your lover, but I won’t just be the man that’s screwing you,” Zechs said, never looking me in the eyes. Maybe he had his own fears just like the rest of us. Could a slave be using a master? It seemed almost like that was what he was afraid of. It made me smile.
“Friends with benefits, then? Caring master with equally devoted slave? Male bonding?”
“Eh… I think that first one worked best. Now be quiet while I work,” he told me, and oh did he work! Hell! And I was the sex slave? Zechs knew exactly what to do to get me hot and bothered, pulling my length out and teasing the tip, the shaft, around the base, and back again. It was so hot! Unfortunately, it was way too hot for the kind of encounter I wanted.
“Stop!” I called, and then was shocked as Zechs completely disappeared. I barely felt the wind blow past my face as he literally leapt off of me and back across the room, his hands raised in a non-threatening gesture.
“Are you alright?” he asked, and I could see that he wanted to come back over but didn’t dare. Like his raging hard-on would give me a panic attack or something.
“You asshole.”
“Duo, I’m so-…”
“Get your ass back over here. I wasn’t done yet.”
“Wha-…? But I…”
“You were fine. Actually, you were too fine. Get me? I’d really like to keep this thing going for more than five minutes, okay? So… stop, but don’t stop.”
“Ah,” he said, smiling and finally dropping his hands. “Then perhaps you’d like to take the lead for a bit?”
“Hell yeah!” I said, getting up so that I could drag him back down to the couch. “Now I’ll show you what Shinigami can really do!”
I started by kissing him deeply and hot, then moved into running my hans up and down his body. I tweeked his nipples a bit, but that didn’t seem to be doing it for him, so I began rubbing up against his groin. He was hot and hard within monuments, and I decided it would be prime time to take off his clothes. I figured they’d just get in the way if we left them on, and no one was home anyway. I kissed his flesh as I slipped the separate pieces off, paying special attention as I removed his underwear.
“Thank god,” I whispered as I revealed his manhood.
“What?” Zechs wondered and I blushed.
“Eh… You’re not as big as I thought.”
“Uh… I’m sorry…”
“No, I was actually kind of worried. I didn’t want to get speared.”
“Ah, I see. I’ve gotten that reaction before,” he replied, smiling. “Do you… Do you think you could manage to take off your clothes and switch positions with me? I think this might work best with you on the bottom, but I don’t want to set you off.”
“How many times do I have to say that I’m not going to bolt like a rabbit,” I asked as I climbed off while removing my shirt. “Speaking of which, where are you going?” I wondered as an amazingly naked Zechs flexed his rather lovely ass in the direction of the doorway. I have to admit, Heero might have looked like a Japanese Adonis, but Zechs was a reincarnation of the original. Damn.
“I need to get some lubricant.”
“Nah,” I replied, pulling a tube out from under a stack of magazines inside a nearby end table. “Quatre and Trowa always keep some hidden down here for an afternoon romp.”
“They… what?”
“You know, for whenever they get frisky.”
“I… have no idea, nor do I want one.”
“Jeeze, for a master you sure are a prude,” I replied, tossing him the lube and laying back down on the couch. “Aren’t you the one that said we’re going to have to try the whole orgy-thing after you get back?”
“I didn’t say orgy!”
“You didn’t say it, but… come on. That’s pretty much what the Collar parties are. You can’t take us and not expect us to be asked to have sex with each other. It’s bad enough that you don’t want us to have sex with other slaves.”
“Do you want to have sex with other slaves?” he asked, frowning.
“Hell no! I barely want to have sex with you people. But standing out in Collar is bad, especially for being to prudish, and I like my little home just the way it is.”
“I see,” he said, finally coming to sit at the end of the couch. “And you’re probably right,” he admitted while unscrewing the lid of the tube. “But this is my first year here, and it’s all very hard for me. Now, let’s focus on you, shall we?”
“Please.”
“How… umm… When…?”
“Oh for-! What now?” I snapped as he fiddled with the tube of lube. What the hell could he be worried about now? It certainly wasn’t my raging hard-on.
“How long has it been since you bottomed for someone?”
“Not that long. I’ve bottomed for Heero a couple of times. I wouldn’t be letting you on top if I hadn’t. Now, lube me the hell up and get on. I’m dying here!”
He smiled and lubed his fingers, then leaned up to kiss me while he sank first one, then two fingers into me. Feeling him finger-fuck me, languidly thrusting his digits in and out made a flair of lust hit me right in the gut and I hissed appreciatively when we parted.
“Ready then?” he asked, lubing himself up. I nodded, and he moved forward, putting my legs over his shoulders and pressing forward against my entrance.
Only… there was none. Entrance, I mean. No admittance.
He stilled, feeling my muscles tensing around his tip.
“Duo, you’ve got to relax yourself.”
“I know.”
“You need to relax and let me in or we can’t do this.”
“I know, damnit! I’m trying!”
“Just relax, Duo.”
“I know! I know!” I hissed, but it wasn’t doing any good. I was getting tenser instead of less. What the hell was going on? I’d made it this far, I couldn’t stop now! What the hell was wrong with me?
“Could you… Could you just push through?” I asked desperately. I could hear myself gasping as I tried to force myself to relax, but I was helpless to stop this panicked spiral.
“You know I wouldn’t do that,” Zechs said, and his voice was so damn calm and even that I felt like a lunatic.
“Please! I don’t-… I can’t do this!”
“Why not?”
“Because I’m scared!” I yelled, and was shocked to find my vision swimming. “I don’t want to fuck this up!”
“You won’t,” Zechs soothed, and it seemed like he was back in his element, because all the earlier nervousness was gone and he was back to being Mr. Cool and Confident as he leaned forward, still keeping pressure on my entrance, and kissed my forehead. “You won’t mess this up. I don’t know why you don’t realize this, Duo, but you are one of the family, even without this. Get close to me if you want to, but you won’t ever be pushed out of the family. Nothing will change that. I promise you.”
“I want… I want to be part of the family.”
“You already are. You know that.”
“Yeah,” I said, smiling as I realized it was true. “I guess I do.”
“I that case, do you still want to finish here?”
“Of course,” I replied, somewhat surer and lacking the tearful overtones. “I still want to be close to you, I just… I guess it’s not such a big deal now.”
“Oh no,” Zechs replied, smirking as he thrust into me. I gasped at both the sensation and surprise, as I hadn’t realized I’d relaxed. “I’d say it’s still a pretty big deal.”
I could only wheeze in response. Zechs wasn’t the titan I’d been afraid of, but he was still pretty big. I felt a slight burn as he stretched me further than Heero had, but damn did it feel good to be so full. Zechs gave me a minute to adjust, then pulled out and slammed back in, hitting just the right spot to make me moan and thrash. He continued to hit that spot with every thrust, and it didn’t take long for me to be seeing stars, shouting, “Fuck!” as I came all over myself. I heard Zechs groan and fill with heat. He hovered above me for a minute, panting loudly, then pulled out and fell to the side.
Unfortunately, we were on the couch, so there was no side to fall to, and he wound up on the floor. I couldn’t help myself. I giggled. He laughed. In another minute, we were both half hysterical in a fit of giggling.
As the laughter wound down, I grabbed a blanket from the top of the couch, then toppled down onto Zechs’ chest. He huffed a tired laugh as I snuggled down, wrapping us both in the blanket and ignoring the hard floor beneath us.
It was probably about an hour later when we woke up. It went something like this.
“Duo? Zechs?” I heard Wufei say as the back door slammed. “Where are you… Fuck!”
“Ain’t karma a bitch?” I said, smirking at an aghast Wufei as he gaped at us.
“I don’t know what you’re talk-…”
“Remember how I found you and Zechs? Take that!”