Star Trek: Gundam

Title: Star Trek Gundam – The Lost Episode
Author: Makoto Sagara (makoto_sagara1@yahoo.com)
Archive: Fanfiction-dot-net, Makoto Sagara’s Fanfiction Archive, WufeiDuoyaoiML, Le Ciel Place, The Ventilation Shaft, Forever Fandom; Anywhere else, please ask
Category: Yaoi, Lemon, Part of Series
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 5x2, mention of 3x4
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, AU, language, Fusion, part of STG universe – if you haven’t read Star Trek Gundam, you’ll be lost.
Timeline in series: Episode four, while Quatre and Trowa are off to visit the factor of the Romulan spaceport they are in, and Duo, Wufei, and Heero are alone on the Gundam for a while.

Disclaimers: I own nothing of the GW or ST universes. I am just playing, for fun, and receive no monetary reimbursement for this piece of fanfiction, only the small piece of sanity I lost along the way.

A/N: *sigh* This is what happens when you get a rutting smut muse, a psychotic angst muse, a co-author, and a rabid fan/wonderful fanfiction author all in the same vicinity of my poor sleep-deprived mind. There was much talk of the *wonderful* bite scene between Wufei and Duo in STG, as well as the much asked for, but never received, lemon that we *all* know occurred. And since Pervy-Boi and Neko seem to *like* making my life a living hell, here I am. Enjoy, for I have had to do research to get this correct. *grimaces* Research – evil! End result – magic! Many thanks go to Asuka-sama for making me write this, and to Skeren Dreamera for helping me out when I got stuck.

Symbols: blah – machine voice or Klingon

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Growling, he made his way to the quarters he shared with the missing human, and found the boy sprawled across his bunk, covers tangled around his half-naked body, strands of hair falling out of the normally neat braid, and the bite mark that he received from Wufei earlier on display as he slept. The Klingon felt his blood heat every pore of his body, and his hormones hit him hard yet again.

Walking the short distance to Duo's sleeping form, Wufei stood stock-still as he watched over the human. His mind barely registered when the other slowly and languidly stretched and rolled to face him, but the sudden realization that he was growling once more hit him when lashes pulled apart, revealing sleep-hazed violet eyes staring back at him.

"'Fei?" Duo whispered, reaching out an arm to touch what he was sure was a figment of a very *lovely* dream.

Wufei didn't realize he had reached for the other until he saw Duo shoot fully awake and register that he *wasn't* a dream. Then the fact that he was actually *touching* Duo sunk in, and he pulled Duo up even as he bent down to kiss him, but it wasn't some girly, gentle kiss. It was filled with the months of torture that he had suffered at the human's clothing, teasing, and pheromones. It was hard, demanding, and totally controlling. And Duo was returning it.

Wufei gave no resistance when he was pulled onto Duo's bed.

Duo moaned as Wufei’s leather and silk clad body touched his skin. His hands flew up to remove the neat tail that the Klingon’s hair was in, and moved it around to surround his face. Wufei took the opportunity to plunder the human’s mouth as it was opened, determined to taste every last inch of the normally biting tongue and lips. Duo took a few moments to savor the attention he was finally getting before springing into action and moving his own tongue to stroke and fight with Wufei’s.

He was mildly surprised, but not shocked, when Wufei pulled away and shoved Duo into the mattress roughly. He nearly began purring as Wufei growled, pushing his head to the side and bit the other side of his neck. He cried out faintly as he felt the other’s teeth sink into his skin, and almost sobbed in joy as Wufei began to suckle and kiss at his new wound.

“Wu… fei…” he breathed, letting his hands clumsily undo the few buttons on the Klingon’s shirt and sliding it down the well toned, tense biceps and forearms.

Wufei pulled up, licking tiny crimson drops from his lips for the second time that day. He quickly lifted up his hips, ripping the sheet from between their bodies, and stared at Duo. “Hair. Out. Now.”

Duo nodded absentmindedly as he watched Wufei shed his shoes, pants and unnecessary adornments. He snatched up the end of his braid, unraveling it as fast as he could, all while watching the hasty strip show in front of him. He let out a surprised cry as Wufei yanked on the edge of his boxers, ripping them literally off his body.

He had read many datapads on the subject of Klingon culture and mating rituals, as he had with a few other races that had caught his attention, but reading and doing were two entirely different things. It was hot as hell, and his fully erect cock started throbbing as the cool air in the room hit his heated skin. He barely had time to brace himself before Wufei roughly turned him over and his flushed face hit the pillow with a rush of air.

Wufei growled again at the compromising position he held the human in, and leaned over, biting a soft spot on Duo’s back, next to his spine. He smirked as he heard the longhaired man cry out into the pillow under his head. “Mine,” he snarled, placing a rough, calloused hand on the human’s rear.

Duo moaned again, turning over to look at Wufei. “No,” he breathed, pushing the half-Klingon away.

Wufei pulled back, blinking for a few seconds in disbelief. “No?” he said, barely restraining himself from twitching. He balled his hands into fists, and seriously considered taking his frustration out on the human another way.

”No. If you want me, then you get lube. No lube, no sex,” Duo stated firmly, his eyes meaning business even as his body tried to rebel.

Wufei growled, getting off of the bed, and stomped over to the replicator. “Lubricant,” he growled at the machine.

Please state a preference, the machine said.

“Preference?” Wufei snapped.

Please specify flavor, size, heated or not, the computer voice stated.

Wufei growled and punched the wall. “Large. Plain. NOW!”

Invalid command. Then on the built-in shelf, a large tube of lube appeared with a few motes of blue light. Wufei snatched it up and stalked over to the bed.

Duo snickered, moving suggestively on the bed. “Do you really think we’re going to use all of that?”

Wufei snarled. “We’ll get more if we need it,” he said, pushing Duo back and climbing on top of him. “No more talking.” He then repositioned the human until he was how he wanted him, ass in the air, face buried in the pillows, hair pooling around the lithe, taunting body, and leered.

Quickly, he uncapped the tube and poured some of the amorphous solid onto his left hand’s fingers. He then ran his fingers across Duo’s puckered entrance, his leer growing as Duo shivered and moaned beneath him. Before he knew what he was actively thinking, he had a finger inserted inside of the human, moving it around, in and out. Then, he added a second finger, scissoring them as Duo started to push back on his hand.

Duo gasped at the initial intrusion, his whole body trembling in anticipation. Then, he started to lean into the touch, pulling himself up on his hands so he could breathe without inhaling dust from his pillow. He was surprised when a second finger was added, and he began to moan as he was stretched. He vaguely heard the growl from Wufei, but he cried out in pain and pleasure when the fingers were removed and replaced with something thicker, longer, and much harder.

Wufei grabbed a handful of hair, forcing the other’s head back as he got adjusted to the constrictiveness of Duo’s body. He groaned as he realized that he was fully seated in his lover, and then pulled out, slamming back home. He growled when Duo moaned like there was nothing better in the world.

“Wufei…” Duo managed, trying to get the half-Klingon to establish something, anything, which would let him enjoy the moment. The wait was driving him more insane than the actual courting they’d been doing for the last five months.

Wufei responded by leaning over and biting Duo on his shoulder. The human man let out a low guttural noise from the back of his throat from the way the change in position had his lover putting pressure on his prostate and the way Wufei’s teeth felt against his shoulder. He let out a little gasp as Wufei bit harder, but not enough to break the thin layer of skin.

“Wu… fei, if you don’t move, I’m gonna rip your balls off and save ‘em as a souvenir,” Duo rasped. He was rewarded by a throaty laugh and the sudden rough thrust of his lover’s hips.

“You mean like that?” Wufei asked, licking the area he’d just tasted. Duo moaned in response, and Wufei gave him what he wanted. He pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back into the pale body.

Duo threw his head back with a shout, moving back until his ass rested against Wufei’s stomach. “More!”

“Yes,” Wufei growled, pulling on the hair in his hands and thrusting almost violently.

“YES!”

Wufei smirked lazily, and thrusted again, his whole mind lost to the animalistic feeling that he was getting from the cries spilling from *his* human’s lips. Every small sound went directly into his blood stream, making him react by slamming into his lover again.

Duo pushed back into the thrusts, letting out a low groan as Wufei finally started to actually *move*. He'd been half afraid Wufei would continue to tease him. Not that his teasing had been gentle, but he wasn’t going to start to complain about it.

Wufei shoved Duo forward, pushing his face into the pillow, growling. He let go of the hair in his hand and roughly seized Duo's shoulders. "Mine," he snarled, crashing forward again.

Duo nodded a bit once his hair was released, eyes closing in pleasure. "Yes! YES! Yours!"

Wufei growled again, his tone almost pleased, and he began to start a very vicious, fast pace. His hands were situated on Duo's waist, keeping the human from moving much, and the touch wasn't gentle. "All mine."

Duo just groaned his agreement, taking in the sensations as he gave another agreeing nod. He felt lucky he was still able to hold himself up; it just felt too good.

Wufei kept up the hard pace, feeling the muscles in his stomach and groin tighten. Somewhere in the back of his mind he knew that that was a sign that he was close to climax, but he wanted the writhing body underneath his to be sated before he found his own release. As if under a spell, he moved one hand from Duo's hip and wrapped it tightly around the human's erection, which jumped as he touched it. Very pleased with himself, he started to stroke Duo off in time with the fast, hard thrusts.

Duo keened with the new touch, pressing back with his hands as he tossed his head back. It would take barely any time as all to bring him over like that, his body having long outpaced his mind.

Wufei continued to abuse Duo's body, and with a snarl, he leaned over and bit his lover's back again, taking delight as the human cried out again. He was so close, but he wasn't going to come before the other.

Duo shuddered as the newest bite finally overloaded him, and sent him over the edge of the pleasurably painful experience with a shout muffled into his pillows as his arms gave out.

"Duo!" shouted Wufei as the other man's body clamped down around him, allowing him only a few more shallow thrusts before he came. His whole body tingled as his seed spilled into the warm heat of Duo, and he collapsed in a sweaty heap on top of his lover. "Mmmm," he muttered into Duo's hair, moving a hand to languidly stroke the chestnut locks surrounding them.

Duo managed to turn his head a bit, cracking his eyes open as he got some fresh air. He groaned a little, finding himself pinned. He wasn't sure if he minded or not, but he didn't try to move.

Wufei barely managed to roll over, pulling the long hair out of the way as he let his body sink to the bunk with a sigh. "Better," he said breathlessly.

Duo flattened himself out with a relieved sigh, a smile working its way across his face. He was sure he'd be truly sore later, but he felt good now. "Yes."

Wufei pulled Duo to him roughly. "QamuSHa' [1]," he muttered sleepily, knowing that Duo would understand him. "Sleep. Meeting with women in a few hours."

Duo snickered. “Back at you… Hmm, sleep sounds good,” he said, rubbing his head against Wufei’s shoulder.

“Time,” Wufei said to the ship.

The time is eight hundred, thirty-two. There is an important meeting at eleven hundred. All crew is to report, the computer said.

“We knew that already,” Duo mumbled, yawning as sleep started to overtake him. He also knew that once he was left alone with Hilde, he’d have a few questions to answer, but that didn’t mean he was looking forward to that.

Wufei sighed happily, pulling Duo closer, and let sleep, no matter how short, come and take him away for the time being.

Notes:
[1] qamuSHa’ – Klingon, “I don’t hate you” – the closest thing to I love you that they have in their vocabulary.