Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Measure of Strength ❯ One-Shot

Authors Note: I do not own GW. *sighs* I merely play with them in fun and interesting ways. Well, enjoy this. Not my first lemon, but my first posted one.

Summary: Duo gets mad at Heero for calling him weak. Duo gets his revenge. And for Duo, revenge might be best served hold, but he makes it ever so hot.

Extra Note: I want to thank G'Vola again, this time for inspiring me. You should read her stuff; it's really good. And her adventure into the land of hentai turned out wonderfully. Very good stuff. Anyway.on with my fic.

A Measure of Strength

Duo was mad at Heero. He had been acting like a jerk all day. Well, more like a jerk than usual. Finally, Duo managed to corner Heero so he could ask what was going on.

"What's going on?" Heero didn't respond.

"What is your deal Heero? Stressed? Important mission? What is making you more like jerk than usual?"

"Nothing."

"Not much of an answer."

"Not in the mood to talk."

"Big surprise there."

"Leave me in peace, I am in no mood to talk to someone as weak as you." With that, Heero walked out of the room, leaving a shocked Duo standing there. A shocked Duo who rapidly turned into a royally pissed off Duo. Seething, he punched the couch, very nearly adding a to hole to it. He would make Heero pay for that weak comment. But how? Suddenly Duo had an idea, and he rushed to get ready.

*** Heero was in an odd mood. He knew that he had been unpleasant to be around all day, but for some reason he just couldn't stop. Everything that he said just seemed to be dripping with malice, as unintentional as it had been. And he knew he had hurt Duos feelings with the last comment. Heero passed it off as having a bad day. Things would be better tomorrow. He went to the room he and Duo shared to get ready for bed, hoping that Duo would at least be speaking to him.

But whatever he was expecting to find when he entered the room was not what he found.

The room was dimly lit, giving it a not a romantic feeling, but a more mysterious and somehow creepy feeling. Heero didn't notice that, at least not at first. He noticed Duo, standing at the foot of the bed across the room. Duo was wearing tight black leather pants and an oversized black silk shirt. The shirt was a button up long sleeved shirt. Only a few of the buttons were actually buttoned and the sleeved were haphazardly rolled up to just between the wrist and elbow. His left hand was behind his back and in his right hand was a leather whip.

Heero just stood there, not sure about what to make of this. He had never seen Duo in anything like this, and he wasn't sure what to do. Part of him wanted to run, either to him or away or both he wasn't sure. But he was frozen to the spot. A few heartbeats seemed like hours as the two just stood there. Then Duo moved to Heero. Standing in front of him Duo pushed the door closed with his right hand and looked up meet Heeros eyes. He saw confusion, and smirked before pulling Heero into a rough kiss. With his left hand he quickly put the handcuffs on before Heero could react.

When Heero realized what had happened he quickly broke the kiss. Duo grinned wickedly as Heero tried to get the handcuffs off. Grabbing the chain between the two wrists Duo pulled Heero to the bed and threw him onto his back. Before Heero had a chance to do anything Duo straddled Heeros waist.

"Hold still," whispered Duo. Heero stopped struggling and looked up at Duo. He smiled down at him and leaned to grab something underneath the pillow. He came back up with a set on manacles. Setting the whip next to him, Duo took the handcuffs off and placed one manacle on each wrist, then attached them to the upper bedposts. He tossed the handcuffs off somewhere to the other side of the room.

"What are you doing," asked Heero. Duo placed a finger on Heeros lips.

"Only speak when spoken too, Heero. Those are my rules." He stopped and looked lost in thought. Then he came back and grinned at Heero. "Let's establish the other rules now. Rule number one I already stated. You only speak when spoken to. Second, if you ever want me to stop, just say something. Lets say.the word weak. Seems to be the word of the day, doesn't it? Anyway, that seems to be it for now. If I come up with anymore later, I'll let you know. Or maybe you'll just have to find it the hard way." He leaned down and kissed Heero again, with a rough, passionate kiss. He broke the kiss and started to kiss downward. Then he came back up with a small pout.

"You're still dressed. A small oversight. You don't need this shirt anymore, right?" Without hesitating, Duo grabbed the colors of Heeros shirt and ripped it down the middle. Heero had a look of shock on his face. He acted as if he was about to say something, then quickly stopped with a small smile.

"Now we can continue," stated Duo. He once more bent down and this time kissed Heeros neck, moving slowly down until he came to a nipple. He suckled it a bit, nipping it here and there. After he was done he made his way over to the other one. After a few moments he stopped, grabbed the whip, and rolled of Heero landing beside the bed on his feet. Standing up straight he let the whip roll out to its full length. He looked at Heero and smiled.

"This whip is specially made for purposes such as this. Leather all the way, hard enough to sting and leave a mark, but not for any permanent damage. Perfect for what I have in mind." With that he lashed out the whip, leaving a red mark across Heeros chest. Heero hissed in surprise at the sting the whip left. He had become mostly immune to pain, but Duo could use the whip just right. And while there was no great pain, Heero was amazed at how the whip affected him. In more ways that one.

Duo laughed as he saw the bulge in Heeros pants. Without missing a single beat as the whip continued to crack down, Duo commented on it.

"I always kind of thought you'd be the kind to enjoy pain, Heero Yuy. Guess I was right. I knew the hard exterior held some kind of dirty secret. It all makes sense." Heero growled, a deep rumble from his throat, half from pleasure and half from anger. That made Duo laugh again, and the next time the whip came down it came down a bit harder.

This caused Heero to open his mouth, whether from pain, pleasure, or some desire to speak didn't matter. No sound came out. This caused Duo to smirk, but he never ceased his whipping. Soon it became a rhythm, and Heero reacted in a way that was quite satisfactory to Duo. And then Duo stopped. It took Heero a moment to realize the whip was no longer falling on his reddened chest. Breathing hard, he looked over at the small pilot. Duo was still holding the whip in one hand, the other hand on his hip. On his face he wore his usual smirk. Stretching, Duo walked back to the side of the bed. Setting the whip down, he sat down next to Heero. Violet eyes flashed to blue ones, and Duo began running his slender fingers along the welts he had caused with the whip. He seemed satisfied, and moved his figures so that they were hooked over the top of Heeros spandex shorts. Slowly he began to pull the shorts down, kissing each new part of flesh that was exposed. Except he completely passed Heeros hard-on, seeming to not notice it at all. Or if he did, not seeming to care. Heero only nearly held back from started to whimper with need.

Soon Heero was wearing nothing, and Duo seemed satisfied. Looking over at Heero he smiled.

"This is the part of you I like to see. All tied up, showing me you're." Duo smirked evilly "Weaker side. I know you had one. How does it feel not being in power, Heero? Being controlled by someone weaker than you? Don't answer that. Completely rhetorical question. But give it some thought.if you have time to think." With that he roughly kissed Heero again, savagely using his tongue and teeth when opportunity came. Duo pulled away suddenly, moving quickly to the other end of the bed. He leaned over and lightly kissed the area around Heeros hard-on. Heero opened his mouth and closed it, determined not to let Duo know the full affect he was having on him. But it didn't seem to matter as Duo teased Heero, getting close to but never quite touching Heeros most sensitive spot. After what seemed like forever to Heero, Duo kissed the tip of his member. After that he quickly spread his affections and kissed it all up and down. In between the kissed Duo spoke.

"Now lets see how loud I can make you moan." Duo lightly bit at Heero, at which Heero let out a loud gasp. "Or scream."

Duo relentlessly kept up kissing and biting. Heero was sure he could manage not moaning or screaming, but all bets were off as Duo opened his mouth and placed it around Heeros hard-on. Heero started to moan as Duo started sucking, gently at first but started sucking harder. Soon Heero was moaning loudly, and Duo loved every minute of it. It wasn't long before Duo realized that Heero was on the edge, and about to cum. With an evil grin, he stopped. Removing his mouth from Heero he leaned over to put his face close to Heeros, who had started whimpering in need and desire.

"Before I finish Heero, you have to tell me something. Who is weak? This one you can answer, in fact, I encourage you to."

"Me," panted Heero.

"Louder. I could hardly hear you." Heero groaned and slightly raised his voice.

"I am weak."

"Louder. Who is weak?"

"I am," screamed Heero. Duo grinned.

"Good, now we understand each other. Now where was I? Oh yes." Lowering his head again he resumed what he was doing. This time, he didn't stop.

Heero came quickly after Duo started again. Duo caught it all in his mouth, not letting any of it getting away. After Heero was done Duo changed position again. Soon he was sitting next to a panting Heero, a sly grin on his face.

"We have a run into a problem. You are facing the wrong way. Now, if I flip you over will you promise to be good and not try anything? No need to speak, just nod. " Heero nodded, still breathing heavily. "Good," smiled Duo. Reaching over he undid the chain on the right and attached it to the left bedpost. He repeated the process until Heero was lying on his stomach. Duo grinned and soon his pants were lying on a heap next to the bed. Leaning over, he whispered in Heeros ear.

"Here comes the best part." Seemingly out of no where Duo produced a tube of lubricant. He quickly undid the cap and squirted a liberal amount onto his hand. Without wasting any time he put the lubricant down and applied what he had in his hand to himself. Getting into position, he lightly caressed Heeros back.

"Are you ready," Duo asked. Without waiting for an answer he thrust himself fully into Heero. Without hesitating he began to move in and out, each thrust becoming harder and more passionate than the last. Soon Heero was moaning, and that encouraged Duo to keep thrusting yet harder. They could both feel it, Heero was ready to come again and Duo just on the verge. After one final, passionate thrust, Duo came. Just a second later, Heero followed. Panting, Duo leaned over to whisper in Heeros ear.

"Think you could handle another go?" *** Afterwards, Duo undid Heeros chains and put them next to the bed. Lying together, both exhausted, Heero looked up at Duo.

"Can I speak now?" Duo smiled.

"Yeah. Playtime is over, my rules no longer apply." Heero nodded.

"What were those manacles and handcuffs made of? I couldn't get out of them."

"Genuine gundamium alloy. Figure that was one metal you would struggle with."

"How long have you had them?"

"For awhile. Just been waiting for the right opportunity to use them." Heero was silent for a moment.

"So that's what I get for being bad?" Duo nodded. "Then what do I get for being good?" With a catlike grin Duo responded.

"Be good, and then you might find out."

Finish!

End notes: So there you have it. I'm thinking of writing a follow up, where we find out what Heero gets when he's good. Any input? Writers love feedback, and I am no exception.