Part of the Job

Disclaimer: See previous chapters.


Part 3


Heero’s mind swam as Duo led him and the stranger into the hotel room. He had watched quietly in the club as the dark haired boy taunted and teased the other, stealing the bottle of beer and taking little seductive sips here and there. There was no hint of the Duo that had cried and shook beneath him earlier. This Duo was cold, hard, and manipulative. It was a game and he was definitely winning. Now Heero stood inside the hotel room unsure of where things were heading. He wanted to deck the man cold, grab Duo and run, but this was Duo’s mission and he seamed intent of completing it. He’d done enough to screw it up. He had to trust the braided boy.

Duo’s mark pulled a chair beside the bed. He removed his jacket and sat down. Heero stared at the seen. A beautiful stranger seated beside an empty bed in a crappy hotel room, waiting for something. He felt Duo’s hands settle on his hips his hot mouth in his ear.

“It’s ok baby, he’s just going to watch.” Duo’s chest pushed flush against Heero’s back. Hinds nds moved up from Heero’s hips and began roaming his chest. Duo pushed his face under Heero’s hair to the base of his neck. Heero could barely hear Duo’s instructions “Don’t be so pliant.”

Heero hissed as Duo’s fingers twisted his soft nipples until they were hard and sensitive, while Duo nipped at his neck. He drifted between two worlds; the cold world of the mission and the hot world of Duo\'s body. He heard his breathing loud and strong as he reacted to Duo. Hands crept down to the waist of his pants.

“No” he said as he stopped Duo’s hands. Looking at their eager audience. “i..I can’t,” he stammered as he turned away from the stranger’s stare and into Duo’s embrace.

Dou left one hand to rest on Heero’s ass and cupped the boy’s face with the other. He looked deep into Heero’s eyes. It was a good move he thought but the hesitation in Heero’s eyes was real. He smoothed the face gently with his hand. “Trust me,” he seductively drawled.

Heero stayed locked in Duo’s eyes. He was being backed towards the bed. Duo pushed him down and knelt over him. He pulled off his white shirt and undid his pants, before bending down and opening Heero’s.

“Don’t be scared little rabbit. It’ll all be over soon.” Duo sneered. His body collided with Heero’s as he reached for a hungry kiss. Heero slipped again into his body’s pleasure kissing back fiercely, his hands clutching at Duo’s waist pressing up against him for more. He stilled as he heard the sound of a third set of lungs gasping for air. He looked to see the other man slid down in his chair. His hands slowly caressing his erection as he watched the two boys on the bed.
Heero stiffened and tried to push Duo off him and get up from the bed. ‘I don’t… I don’t want to do it.” Duo’s stinging slap caught Heero off guard and sent him faltering back against the bed. He yelped as Duo pinned him down and shoved his hand between their bodies and into Heero’s pants.

“You fucking tease!” He yelled in his ear. “You fucking dance around, making me hard all the god, damn time and never give it up.”

Heero gasped at the rough hand pulling his erection.

“Tonight I’m fucking taking it!”

Duo’s had pulled hard on Heero’s stiff cock and he could feel Duo’s erection rocking into him. He closed his eyes tight. ‘This isn’t real,’ he thought, “it’s not really Duo, he’s not doing this to me.’ Heero could hear the sound of Duo’s panting mixing with the stranger’s deepening moans and groans. He’d never wanted to run from a mission so much in his life. His stomach turned in fear and helplessness while his body sang with forbidden pleasure.

Duo’s weight suddenly lifted from him. Heero realized the room was quiet. He looked to the chair to see the guy completely out. Duo was facing away from him putting his clothes back on.

“Are you ok?” he asked handing back a towel.

Heero sat up trying to recover. He took the towel. “What’s this for?”

Duo looked at him and then nodded down towards Heero’s waist. Heero blushed as he saw his limp member and the semen covering him. He hadn’t even realized he had cum. He cleaned up as best he could before closing his pants.

“Come on, get up.” Duo couldn’t look Heero in the eyes. He kept his head down and his body turned away. He had done what he’d done to complete the mission and yet again he felt pain and aguish for doing it.

Heero stood and watched Dou remove the guys clothing. He helped him pull the dead weight over to the bed. “Go though his pockets and see if you can find it.” Duo instructed. The target’s cock was still hard though the rest of him was unconscious. Duo reached down and took Heero’s used towel. He wrapped around the hard cock and furiously stroked.

“What the hell are you doing?”

“Well he’s got to believe he had a good time and if he wakes up like this he’ll suspect we\'re spies. Did you find the key?” The unconscious man spilled into tow towel in Duo’s hand. He grimaced and threw it at the man’s face in disgust.

“Nothing but his wallet.”

“Shit,” “He’s supposed to have the key on him at all times.’ Duo pondered. He looked at the naked body. “Oh god!”

“What?” Heero watched as Duo lifted one the target’s legs and reached between them.

Duo pushed two fingers inside the tight ass and felt around. He found something hard and moveable. He coerced out a small smooth cylinder. He popped it open and there was the key. Duo reached in his pants and took out a small box of his own. He made an impression of both sides of the key in the firm clay and closed up the box. He then reinserted the key into it’s home.

Heero felt thoroughly disgusted. He couldn’t wait to leave. It felt like the room was closing n hin him. His limbs were going numb. ‘If Duo felt like this after every mission it’s no wonder he blew up at me.’

Duo sauntered back in after washing his hands and picked up the guys wallet taking all the cash. “Useless trash didn’t even have 200.” He threw the empty wallet onto the bed. “Let’s go.”

Duo walked quickly ahead of Heero still unable to face his friend. His mind burned with hurtful thoughts. ‘Let’s hear him say I love you now that I’ve practically rapped him. What a good little soldier I am.’ He wanted to cry but he was too exhausted to manage it.

They were silent all the way back to the safe house. Heero because he was still a little shaken, Duo because he was a wash in shame.

Inside the safety of their makeshift home, Heero started to feel more aware. He felt an uncomfortable stickiness in his jeans. “Duo, do you need the shower?”

“No, I’m good. You go ahead.” ‘ya go scrub the feeling of my hands off your body like I’ve done after every pervert who ever fucked me.’ He opened the door to his room and walked to the bed. He touched the sheets gently remembering that hours ago he had been lying here in Heero’s arms. It seemed like an eternity since then. He walked away from the bed not wanting to dirty the memory with his filth. ‘Stupid fucking war, playing with us like we’re nothing.’ Duo slid down the wall staring at the bed. He listened to the sound of the running water in the next room and sunk his head into his arms.

\"I’m sorry Heero, I’m so fucking sorry.”

~TBC~