Paid Back in Full

Paid Back in Full


Okay, he had to admit, cutting himself off from the other pilots had not been a very smart thing to do.

In fact, now that he really had the chance to think about it, it was one of the stupidest things he had ever done in his life.

Watching the other pilots on the TV during press conferences or hearing about their latest exploits all done to maintain world peace, Duo Maxwell would just sigh and long for the good ol’ days where he would have joined them and helped save the world over and over again if only just to have that side of him that was excited by dangerous, and potentially fatal, shit.

Then again, he would take a look around and say, “Nah!” After all, he was in his personal heaven, working as the clerk and owner of an adult toy shop that was part of a large chain that spanned both the Earth and the Colonies. Giving other people the means to give pleasure to themselves, or others, was very rewarding, especially since quite a few of his customers asked for his opinion on many of the products.

Hey, why sell people stuff that you don’t even use on yourself? He had never told a lie about anything and he wasn’t planning on starting now.

So yeah, those guys could have their action adventures and whatnot. He was satisfied here, probably more so, than at any other point in his life.

Besides, if he remembered correctly, his relationships with the other pilots were tenuous at best.

With Trowa, not much to say there except that he didn’t trust him around any of his stuff ever since the guy blew up Deathscythe, the rotten little bastard. And what was up with that chick from the circus anyway? He had only stopped in to say hi once and she was throwing knives at him like there was no tomorrow.

With Wufei, at least there was some respect there. At least just enough that they weren’t at each others’ throats every time they met.

Heero…that was a whole other matter entirely. Contrary to what everybody had or told, Duo did not like that guy, at all. Unless hating your guts was a way to interpret that relationship, then yeah, they had a real good one. It didn’t really help that Heero had some big ass crush on him, the one thing that he did not want from the insane bastard. Hey, he had self preservation to think about here and none of that was guaranteed with that guy around.

As with Quatre though, what could he say about that one? Nothing bad of course. Out of all the pilots, he got along with Quatre just peachy. Hell, he would have remained if only to be in that guy’s company more than anything. But Heero just had to mess it all up and he was up a creek without a paddle.

What could he say? After finally getting tired of all the “attention” that Heero was giving him, Duo finally decided that enough was enough, packed whatever he could carry and ran out, disappearing into the shadows and never resurfacing since.

Nowadays, everybody knew him as Dwayne Malachite. No matter what, he couldn’t part with his old name but managed to keep his initials. And thus, here he was, operator of an adult sex toy shop and open for business that day.

Most of his customers trickled in during various parts of the day, the store never full to the brim with customers. Hey, this kind of thing wasn’t something you wanted to advertise to everybody. Both sexes came in, each one of different orientation. Women flirted with him, tried to bribe him with kinky nights at their places using their new purchases. Gay guys did so as well.

What were his answers to such invitations? Hell yes. He was only mortal, just a simple man with simple needs that could be satisfied with some pretty kinky stuff. Not that he accepted every offer, mind you. He didn’t want to pick up anything, like STDs or crabs. That would majorly suck, thank you very much! Plus, the person offering had to be good looking. He didn’t want to wake up next to some ugly ass person after a wild night, no sirree!

Hearing a bell ringing, he was instantly alert to his latest customer. There was a great chance that it was just a regular but he always liked it whenever he had a newbie. It was always fun to watch them squirm…

“Is that you Duo?”

That insignificant question knocked him out of whatever reverie he had been in and back into a cruel reality. Actually seeing the customer for the first time, his eyes had widened to the size of saucers.

What the hell was Quatre Raberba Winner doing in a adult toy store like this?!

“Q-Q-Quatre?” his voice cracked.

“It is you Duo!” the angelic blond cried out, nearly pulling the braided young man across the counter into a bear hug.

“It’s nice to see you too, Quatre,” he wheezed. “You think you can let me go now?”

“Sorry about that,” Quatre apologized sheepishly. “It’s just…wow…do you know how long…?”

“Yeah I do,” Duo said sheepishly. “Been quite some time, huh?”

“It has but enough about that,” Quatre replied. “What are you doing here, may I ask?”

“I work here,” Duo answered. “Been doing it ever since the big wigs at the company headquarters approved of my opening a new branch here. I got to say that I’ve never been happier. What about you? What brings you to a place like this?”

“It’s just some vacation time I’m using,” Quatre said. “I have a place near by and I was just looking around the town when I came across this place. Thought I’d take a look and see what this place was all about.”

“You know this is a sex toy shop, right?” Duo asked.

“I’m not that naïve you know,” Quatre said. “I know a thing or two about the wares you sell.”

“Really,” Duo stated, surprised at this revelation. “You use some of this stuff on yourself?”

“Guilty,” Quatre laughed.

“Well, would you like me to show you around?” Duo asked. “I can show you some good stuff, if you want to that is…”

“I think I’ll take you up on that offer,” Quatre said, “as long as you let me buy you dinner tonight.”

“Free food? Be still my heart!” Duo exclaimed. “Sure, Q. Why wouldn’t I?”

“It’s a date then,” Quatre winked at him.

---

“I take it that you are still as rich as hell,” Duo commented as he took in his surroundings with wonder. Crap, this was one of the best and most expensive restaurants in town!

“Stupid, I am not,” Quatre replied dryly. “People may think I have delusional ideas and ideals but even I know that you can’t get on with this world without money.”

“You always were the smartest one of us,” Duo whistled, still trying to comprehend where he was.

Quatre chose not to say anything to that, instead preferring to glance down at his menu, not in the least scared off by the prices listed across from each and every dish. “Order anything you want, my treat,” he said.

Duo’s eyes snapped back over to the blond in surprise. Without a word, his eyes then drifted down to his own menu where they were immediately consumed with the prices.

When he was younger, he wouldn’t have hesitated to have taken advantage of such a generous offer. However, he wasn’t that young anymore; he was a different person now. In all good conscious, he could not order everything he could possibly think he might want, even though he knew Quatre could take it quite easily.

So, he scanned over the items and dishes that the menu held until he settled on something. Gourmet steaks? Huh, maybe he should try that, see what that was all about. He could probably find something similar at a steakhouse but why not find out if this place was up to his standards?

So he ordered his steak and Quatre ordered his lamb chops and wine as a beverage. Duo, though, refused the wine, opting instead to have a soft drink, much to Quatre’s bemusement.

“I hope you don’t take offense but I kinda expected you to try and break me,” Quatre commented.

“I’m not the same person I was back then,” Duo shrugged. “I’ve matured, grown up if you will.”

“You’re not the only one who has changed,” Quatre replied wryly. “That brings me back to something. Why did you leave in the first place?”

“You think I wanted to be a soldier?” Duo answered. “You should know that I prize my independence.”

“Then why did you become one if you don’t mind me asking?” Quatre inquired.

“Revenge,” Duo stated simply. “I guess I was the real terrorist out of all of us. G couldn’t get me to do what he wanted, even with persuasion. I only did things because I felt like doing them, even when in the midst of a war.”

“That still doesn’t answer why you left,” Quatre pointed out.

“It was Heero.”

Quatre blinked. “Heero made you leave?”

Duo snorted. “Not exactly. No, he was obsessed with this idea that me and him would be the perfect couple, you know? That we were meant for one another. He kept pushing it and I finally just said fuck it. He could probably please me in bed but he has the emotional stability of a schizo and the empathy of a brick. Even if he did manage to come out of that shell of his, I’d have to prop him up like a crutch until he got strong enough to stand up on his own, which might be never. Forgive me if I want a partner who’d be my equal.”

As he had mentioned each point, he had caught a sharp glint in Quatre’s aquamarine eyes, a glint that was quickly masked and dissolved completely as Duo gave each and every argument of why he and Heero couldn’t work. He stored that info up, an old habit that he had not gotten over. If Q thought that he didn’t catch it, well, he would be mistaken.

“I wish I had known about that,” Quatre said. “I think I might’ve been able to stop it.”

Duo snorted. “As if anything could stop Heero Perfect Yuy once he set his mind on something. If it was his mission, nothing and no one would stop him from completing it. It’s not that I’m saying you couldn’t do it, it’s just experience talking here.”

“How do you mean?”

“Well, he started ‘hitting’ on me, if you could call it that, sometime after we first met. Now after self-destructing, spending most of the war separated from one another, and then all that White Fang and Barton Foundation shit, he still thought that we were meant for each other. Now that’s two wars, Q. Two fucking wars and he hadn’t gotten a clue that we aren’t meant to be nor would we ever. So, now imagine going to work with the Preventers and having the Perfect Solider hound you everywhere you went and destroy any and all coworker associations before they were even made in the first place. I’m a people person Q. Heero was killing me and I had to get out of there before I killed myself.”

“Why didn’t you come to one of us for help?”

“It’s not like I have that great of relationship with the other pilots. I barely talked to either Trowa or Wufei and if I was to come to them about Heero, they would have probably told to get over myself or something. Also, I didn’t want to get you involved either. You’re the closest thing I’ve had to a friend in a long, long time.”

“You know, Trowa and Wufei were one of the first to start looking for you,” Quatre told him. “They really do consider you to be their friend. In fact, Trowa once told me he regretted not getting to know you better and Wufei wanted to find out what made you disappear in the first place.”

“I noticed that you didn’t mention yourself,” Duo pointed out.

“You’re my best friend!” Quatre exclaimed. “How could I not worry and try to find you!”

“So let me guess,” Duo picked up. “Seeing me today was an accident?”

“Well, Une wanted to call off the search for you,” Quatre said sheepishly. “The rest of us wanted to continue, though. So yeah, finding you today was an accident.”

“That just leads me to one more question,” Duo said. “Why were you in my shop today, especially since my wares aren’t something most people go out looking for.”

“Hey, I’m not a prude,” Quatre shrugged. “Don’t assume that I’m not subject to human needs.”

“I noticed some of the ‘accessories’ that you purchased,” he commented. “I don’t mean to be nosy but those were some kinky things that you bought. Any particular reason that you needed them?”

“Let’s just say you aren’t the only person that’s changed,” Quatre answered enigmatically.

Duo raised an eyebrow but did not say anything to that. “Can you excuse me for a minute? I need to use the little boys’ room.”

“By all means,” Quatre gestured.

---

Duo stared at himself through the restroom mirror. He felt as if he had just ran a marathon, and it wasn’t just from taken the dump in that restroom stall.

Quatre was still as sharp as ever. If anything, he seemed more older, possibly wiser. Duo couldn’t help but feel that pang of regret about leaving the other pilots so abruptly. He wasn’t sure whether or not Quatre story was the absolute truth but he trusted the blond. Quatre had never given him reason not to but what were those strange looks that the blond kept flashing?

He was probably being paranoid again. The years since he had vanished off the face of the Earth and gone into hiding had mellowed him out a bit. Each time he felt paranoid, he was usually proven wrong and that he didn’t need to be so nervous. Quatre was probably being overprotective or something. Man, he needed to get laid or something. That usually took the edge off when nothing else did.

How long had he been in here again? He should be getting back to the table. Knowing his luck, the food had arrived.

Moping off the light sheen of sweat on his brow and washing his hands off, he returned to the table, not surprised to see Quatre there with their orders sitting on the table.

“I almost thought you ran off again,” Quatre commented dryly.

“Hey, you’re paying, why pass up free food?” Duo retorted as he sat down and took a swallow from his refilled Coke.

“Well, that’s one thing about you that hasn’t changed,” Quatre pointed out.

“The more things change, the more they stay the same,” Duo quoted.

“Indeed, Heero still hasn’t given up on you,” Quatre said. “Even now, he’s still looking for you.”

“I hope that you don’t let slip the fact that you already found me,” Duo replied wryly. “I don’t want to have to disappear again. It was a bitch the first time and I do not want to have to go through that again. Plus, I like it here. It would really be a shame, you know?”

“Your secret is safe with me,” Quatre told him. “I don’t want you out of my life again. It was horrible.”

Swallowing a piece of steak, Duo said, “Can’t live without ol’ Duo huh? I’ll tell you this though, I missed you too. More so than any of the others.”

“Would you like to make it up to me?” Quatre asked, a mischievous glint in his eye, one that Duo caught easily.

“Sure.” He still liked to play it dangerously. Hey, that was where all the fun was.

“I’ll hold you to that,” Quatre said, taking a sip of his wine. “You can start by coming home with me and spending the night. We have quite a bit to catch up on.”

“I bet we do.”

The rest of dinner mainly consisted of small talk after that, Duo getting back into the groove of speaking with his old friend. Man, he really did miss talking with Quatre. It seemed as if the blond had picked up some pointers or something because now when he talked about things, he didn’t use any of those sophisticated terms that used to drive him, Duo, crazy. But there was also something lurking beneath the surface of this guy. There was something up with him, something that was different. Those occasional glints that his eyes betrayed were the only clues that Duo had received thus far and it was starting to unnerve him. By the time they were done eating, Duo was feeling a bit on the tired side.

He excused it as just the fallout of meeting Quatre again. He hadn’t had something like this happen to him in a long time and he wasn’t as young as he used to be.

As soon as he got into Quatre’s ride, he let a large yawn escape him. He was going to apologize for it except that his mind decided to go to sleep before informing the rest of his body.

As his heavy eyelids drooped and closed, he didn’t see the look that his blond friend gave him.

---

The haze that clouded his mind was slow to lift and Duo groaned as consciousness returned to him.

What was going on? What was he doing? What had he been doing? He blinked his eyes owlishly, not comprehending where he was. The information that would have provided him some sort of comfort was absent.

As he attempted to rub the sleep out of his eyes, he found that something was holding him back. Tilting his head up to look at his offending hand, it took him a minute to realize that the reason why it was disobeying him was the fact that the limb was tied and bounded to something solid. Further exploration informed him that his other hand was in a similar position, along with his feet and legs.

It took about another minute but he was finally able to comprehend where he currently was.

It seemed like he was on a bed and tied up spread-eagle. He was bound down tightly and smugly and he couldn’t move. Also, it felt as if there was something in his ass, something plugging it up as it were.

Huh. This certainly wasn’t a first but it was a first that he woke up like this. But how did he…?

The memory of meeting back up with Quatre and going out to dinner with him popped up. They had just finished eating and he was feeling a bit tired… Had Quatre taken him somewhere? But then why had Quatre tied him up like this?

“Duo…” a voice purred.

His head snapped up and he became aware of his surroundings. The room he was in was barely lit up by the light of candle flame, some sort of smell or incense was flavoring the air, and standing in the middle of it was Quatre who was dressed up in the most provocative outfit the braided one had ever seen him in.

The blond wore tight, black leather pants and exemplified the curves and muscles of his lower body, the blond’s feet encases it knee high, black boots, the front of the pants open and bare, revealing the impressive equipment that Quatre had been blessed with since birth.

Quatre’s upper body was bare and unclothed, showing off the strong muscled body kept up from being physically active and more than likely the mission that it was still put through. His hands were covered with black fingerless gloves and around his neck was a black collar.

Lusty, half-lidded, aquamarine eyes helped to complete the look that the blond seemed to be aiming for. He could see Quatre’s muscles flex and move as the blond sensuously came to the side of the bed, giving him an even better look.

Duo felt as if his heart was hammering and was it hot in here or something? He could feel down below that a certain piece of his anatomy was sure as hell interested in this sight.

“Quatre?” he rasped out, internally wincing at the sound of his own voice.

“Awake at last,” the seductive blond purred, towering over the bound man.

“Quatre?” he asked again.

“Yes Duo?” Quatre acknowledged, his voice husky, his sudden weight pressing onto the mattress and causing it to dip. “What is it?”

“What is this?” he asked, jerking his wrists to emphasize exactly what he meant.

“Just something to hold on to you,” Quatre answered gently, a finger beginning to lazily draw patterns on the bare skin of the bound braided one. “Now that I have you where I want you, I want to make sure that you don’t run and escape me.”

“What…?”

“Do you know how long I’ve looked for you?” Quatre began. “Ever since we reunited in back in space, after I returned to my father’s business, I just wanted to be near you, to feel your warmth, and when I saw you again after the Barton Foundation, I just knew that I wanted so much more. That’s why I joined the Preventers in the first place. But then you just upped and vanished one day and I nearly lost it.

“Can you imagine what it was like? The one person that I cared about more than anything was beyond my reach and I couldn’t do anything to change that, to make things better. Now can you imagine what it was like to stumble upon by accident? I wish you just told me how Heero was acting. I could have made it stop, I would have made it stop…because…”

Duo held his breath, waiting for Quatre to reveal all. He felt an ominous chill run up his spine as Quatre’s eyes refocused and laid on him once again.

“…because…” he continued, his voice lowering, “you belong to me and no one else.”

Just seeing the possessiveness that clouded those blue eyes, combined with the husky voice that had made a comeback, was enough to send all the blood in Duo’s brain down to his groin in an instant.

Duo could not deny that this was hottest that Quatre had ever been.

Lifting a leg up, Quatre moved to straddle him. “You are mine Duo Maxwell, mine and mine alone. I will not allow anybody to look at you the way I do. Got it?” Punctuating his last words, he thrusted his hips, grinding Duo’s erection.

Duo’s eyes widened and he took a deep breath as pleasure pulsated from his groin. He soon felt Quatre’s chest press up against him and the blond’s face was mere inches from his, sporting a lustful continence.

“You owe me something for all the waiting you have made me do,” Quatre breathed, “and now you are going to pay me back in full.” Leaning closer to his ear, Quatre whispered his next words. “With interest.”

The ticklish sensation that Quatre’s hot breath on his ear sent another shiver through his body.

Then Quatre attacked, his lips claiming his own and his tongue invading his mouth, easily gaining dominance before the matter could even be brought up. Quatre grinded hips into Duo’s rubbing both of their exposed crotches together. Duo felt himself moan into Quatre’s ever talented mouth, his hands clenching and his wrists straining against their bonds.

“You like that?” Quatre stated huskily as he pulled away, his hips continuing their grinding. Duo found he couldn’t answer. “Well, don’t think this is going to be quick, Duo dear. We’re just getting started.”

He had no idea when Quatre did it but suddenly he felt something tight on his cock soon followed by something else that was tight wrapping around his balls. It didn’t take him long to figure out that Quatre had put some sort of cock ring on him, one that not only got his shaft but his scrotum as well.

“We’re far from finished,” Quatre told him as he sat up and revealed that he too was wearing a ring as well. “Before this is over, you’re going to be begging me for release.”

Of that, Duo had no doubts. He felt Quatre’s weight lift from him, causing a moan of protest of emit from his mouth. He clammed up immediately as he felt Quatre grab the base of his dick and the blond’s tongue come out to greet the head of his shaft, licking it like it was a candy sucker. Quatre’s tongue swirled around his head, soft lips squeezing it gently and moving over it so that that wondrous tongue could lavish its attention on his shaft. Duo thrusted his hips up, trying to gain some sort of friction only to be rewarded with Quatre restraining him. Why was Quatre torturing him so? He hadn’t been that bad…had he?”

Feeling the heat of Quatre’s mouth as the blond took him whole caused Duo to gasp and try to thrust his hips again only to be prevented. Jesus Christ, where had Quatre learned to do this? It was fucking fantastic! Quatre hummed hi his throat and Duo felt the vibration travel up into his body. If only that blasted cock ring wasn’t there…shit!

Then Quatre had the gall to stop as he grinned at him. Without a word, the blond abandoned him, much to Duo’s dismay, and headed towards a bedside table where he picked up an object that had previously gone unnoticed by the braided one.

“Hey, isn’t that…?” Duo rasped as he caught sight of the object.

“Yep,” Quatre confirmed as he resettled himself at the end of the bed, applying lubricant to the anal beads that he had retrieved.

“You’re not gonna…?”

“I am.”

That was when Quatre reached towards his ass and removed the anal plug that had been stuck up there, something Duo had been curious about since he had woken up. However, instead of picking up the beads, Quatre leaned in and let his tongue begin to play with the puckered opening it found there.

If there was one thing that Duo enjoyed, it was the feeling of having someone tongue him in that spot. Oh he could just cum at that part and that part alone.

“I think that’s good,” Quatre commented as he pulled away again, much to Duo’s dismay. “Now open wide…”

He frowned in discomfort as the first bead entered him. The thing was bigger than a finger but it was definitely smaller than a…yeah… As a second and third one was pushed in, his discomfort grew as those damn things just laid there, doing nothing but push one another further into him.

“Quatre,” he rasped. “I don’t think I can take any more…”

“Nonsense,” Quatre chided, pushing another in. “You can take more, much, much more…”

After the tenth or so, Quatre was done but Duo felt as if he was going to vomit or something. There was just too much inside of him at the moment and he wanted nothing more than to get rid of the ten little intruders within him.

“Quatre,” he complained.

“I think you’re going to like this,” Quatre told him, ignoring any complaint that he tried to make.

Suddenly, the damn beads began to vibrate within him and he immediately forgot about any discomfort that he was feeling.

As a particular moan erupted from him, Quatre chuckled. “I knew you’d enjoy that,” he purred as he went back down on him, his mouth beginning to ravish his cock while a hand gently squeezed his bound balls, gently massaging them.

Just as it felt as if Duo couldn’t take any more and that he was about to release, cock ring or no, a bead was suddenly pulled out of him. It was like hitting a restart button for some reason and Quatre didn’t let up on his relentless assault. The blond was now expanding his ministrations as he pleasured the braided one, periodically removing a bead one at a time.

By the time the final bead was removed, the sheets beneath Duo were drenched with sweat and Duo himself was gasping for breath, moaning his need out to his blond tormentor.

“Duo,” a soft voice said, commanding the writhing man’s attention.

By force of will and will alone, Duo managed to barely look at Quatre was now poised over him, his eyes boring into him.

“Look at me Duo,” Quatre commanded gently, “I want to see your face when I take you.”

Duo nodded, swallowing.

Unexpectedly, a hand caressed his cheek, a thumb rubbing the skin gently. Aquamarine eyes looked down at him with affection, even as the body they were attached to pressed itself up against Duo and something hard pressed against his loose opening. With all the attention that had been given to it, Duo didn’t feel pain as the hot, fleshy rod penetrated him and Quatre was fully seated in him, buried up to the hilt.

“Duo,” Quatre murmured, his eyes shut in bliss and his body beginning to rock, thrusting gently in and out of Duo. “Oh Duo…”

Duo bucked his hips as much as he could, his orgasm close but still held at bay due to the ring around him. He had to get it off, no, needed to get it off. He was so close to completion. He was right there…

Then, like a godsend, Quatre removed the stifling clamp and freed him just as the blond was beginning to move faster and harder against him.

“Yes…yes…yes…” Quatre moaned as his speed continued to increase. “Duo! So good!”

“Quatre…” he rasped and arched his back. “So…close…please…Quatre…”

Quatre heeded him, a hand now pumping him and bringing him so much closer to climax.

He screamed out Quatre’s name as orgasm finally claimed him and his body convulsed. His mind flashed with white and was filled to the brim with fuzz. He had no idea how long it took for Quatre to reach his own climax and bring a wondrous end to their passions.

---

Waking up that morning with his hands and feet free was quite the relief.

“I hoped you enjoyed yourself,” Quatre purred as his body lay against his, the blond’s body free of all garments. “I know I did.”

“I bet you did,” Duo muttered. “Damn my ass is sore.”

“I would imagine,” Quatre chuckled.

Once again, Duo caught a possessive gleam in the blond’s eye and he knew he had to ask. His curiosity wouldn’t let him leave it alone. “What you said last night,” he began, “about me being yours. Were you serious?”

“Deadly,” Quatre answered.

Duo frowned. “I don’t think I’d liked to be considered a possession, Quatre.”

Quatre blinked. “What? Oh!”

“Yeah, oh.”

Quatre shook his head in amusement. “Silly Duo. You know that’s not what I meant.”

“And what did you mean?” Duo challenged.

“You know,” Quatre teased, then grew serious. “Don’t try and put words in my mouth. When I said you were mine, I meant that relationship-wise. Let me tell you now that I don’t want anybody else getting a piece of you.”

“Where’s this all coming from?” Duo inquired, raising an eyebrow.

“Let’s just say I’m very protective of those who I love,” Quatre teased. “And right now, I’m very much in love with you.” He punctuated each of his last three words with a kiss on Duo’s lips.

“Love, huh?” Duo groused.

“Love,” Quatre reiterated. “From now on, I’m never going to let you out of my sights, Heero be damned.”

“Heero be damned,” Duo repeated, a small smile beginning to grow on his face.

“I think I might like this Quatre.”