Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ After School Practice ❯ Lunchtime Encounter ( Chapter 3 )

Meow... This is Neko-chan first post Yaoi story with explicit sex scene. If boys doing each other offend you, please click the BACK button and leave now!!

 

By the by, Neko-chan has no claim on any of the characters from GW, other than the story and OC. Neko-chan has no money too, so if you chase after Neko-chan for it, Neko-chan can only give you the fish cake of tonight dinner. Unless you love fish cakes like Neko-chan, don't bother coming after Neko-chan, ne?

 

Just in case, all characters are at least over the minimum age of 16, sans flashback if any. Enjoy, meow… =^.^=

 

 

Time flew, and soon it was Wednesday. Duo still couldn't decide what to do. He couldn't bear to cut his hair, but he couldn't give up on his scholarship either. He had seen Yuy sensei watching him with a strange look in his eyes during P.E. before lunch, but he couldn't think of a way to stop the blackmail without losing either his past or his future.

 

He nearly knocked himself flat on his butt when he had unconsciously walked to the storage room during lunch hour, as Yuy sensei walked out of it and caught him in his arms. Duo blushed as the sensei's lips brushed against his forehead accidentally - while the sixteen-year-old was tall for his age, the sensei was still a head taller than he was.

 

He tried to push away from the sensei, but the sensei wouldn't let go until he was sure the star athlete would land on his feet once he let go.

 

“What are you doing here?” Duo demanded angrily, trying to hide his embarrassment for being such a klutz.

 

“That's my line, Maxwell. As for your question, I usually have my lunch here. What are YOU doing here?” Yuy sensei retorted dryly as Duo sputtered incoherently. No wonder he could never find him during lunch hour!

 

“I… I just… I…” Duo couldn't think of any good reasons. He had been wandering aimlessly since lunch hour started, and he didn't even realise where he was until he had run RIGHT into the sensei. His heart skipped a beat when he heard the sensei chuckled lightly. “Wha… what's so funny?”

 

“You are, Maxwell. You are.”

 

“I'm NOT!”

 

“You are.”

 

“'m NOT.”

 

“Are.”

 

“NOT.”

 

“Are.”

 

“NOT.”

 

“Are.”

 

“NOT.”

 

“Are.”

 

“NOT.”

 

“Not.”

 

“ARE. …Damn!” Duo couldn't help turned seven shades of red when Yuy sensei burst out laughing at him for falling into the verbal trap. He was angry at the sensei for the blackmail, but strangely, his heart seemed to flutter when he heard him laugh. Damnit, no way in hell was he falling for this monster, he wasn't even gay for god sake. But the kiss…

 

“…So I see you still haven't cut your hair?” Duo was jolted out of his thought and promptly choked on his breath when he found himself within the sensei's arms again. His knees became wobbly as the sensual lips looming before him getting closer and closer every time he blinked. Duo tried to push away from the sensei, but he felt so weak. All he managed to do was a whispered “Why?” before a gentle hand crept into his hair, holding his head secure, and got lost in a passionate tongue play half a minute later.

 

Duo would have strangled himself with his braid if he hadn't melted into one big puddle of Happy-Maxwell-goo, as he came out of the pleasant, dazzling heaven the sensual lips had sent him to, only to find himself completely wrapped around the sensei's body. A whole body wrap, as in his arms around the swanlike neck, his legs around the slender, powerful waist, chest to chest, hip to hip, with him grinding his groin wantonly against the sensei's bulging crotch!

 

“What the…? Let go!” Duo pushed breathlessly, but the sensei had somehow taken him into the storage room and pinned him against the closed door. “You sure?” A husky murmur sent another pleasant buzz through his body.

 

Duo would have nodded viciously, except an erotic lick to the neck and an arousing earlobe-nibbling had completely and effectively killed that motion. He had tried to stop his moaning, thought to himself that maybe bitting his lips bloody would do him some good, but warm moisten lips had stolen his breath before he could do anything. He would have screamed bloody murder if those lips hadn't been there when a sneaky finger had, somehow, slipped into his pants and rubbed delicately against his opening, and he choked and stopped breathing completely when he felt that very same finger pressed carefully into him after thoroughly rubbing him loose.

 

“Breathe, chibi. Being dead is NOT an acceptable solution for your problem.” Yuy sensei chided him quietly, as he slipped his hand out of his pants and dumped him on one of the equipment after straightening his clothing. Duo panted, and glared at the sensei, no longer sure whether he was more furious at him for propositioning him or getting him so worked up and left him hanging. “Why me? Why did you do that to me? Why not finish it while you're at it? You know I wouldn't have stopped you in moments of passion. You can have me completely under your mercy before I know it. Why Did YOU STOP?” Unshed, frustrated tears threatened to roll down his face, Duo curled up and dropped his face into his knees in shame. He wasn't even gay for crying out loud! But why did he wish that Yuy bastard had done him a moment ago?

 

He went rigid when he felt a gentle hand combed through his unravelling hair. He would have punched the sensei if he hadn't caught his wrist and pinned him down with his large, yet wiry, body. Oh god, he's going to do him now. Oh god!

 

“No need to cry for god, Maxwell. And no, I'm not about to do you, chibi. So stop worrying that pretty little head of yours. All you have to do is cut your hair and I'll never bother you again.” Duo choked and blushed furiously as he felt the sensei's body pressing tightly against his. He wasn't even rubbing against him, yet he was so turned on he could have died of embarrassment with his erection poking at the sensei's thighs.

 

“Why? What has my braid ever done to you?” he gasped harshly. Oh god. Just move away, damnit! Why did he have to press down on him like that just to talk?

 

“Because this way is more fun than any other ways I could think of? Fun for me, I mean.” Yuy sensei snickered as he let out an indignant yelp of “Not again! I didn't mean to say that out loud!” and laid his head again his neck. Duo froze when the sensei nuzzled against him and licked him playfully. “As for your braid, that's for me to know and for you to wonder.” Bloody… The hell… What…

 

Those lips, now named `killer' by Duo, had once again done its job and killed off any words he meant to say, thoughts he meant to process and sent his libido right into overdrive, by kissing the breath out of him. He wheezed and rumbled nonsense until he felt killer rested lightly against his again, and then everything crystallised. “Why didn't you fuck me just now? I wouldn't have resisted you.”

 

The sensei rested his forehead against his and looked into his eyes, “Is that a thought, or a real question?” Duo sputtered indignantly.

 

“Okay, so you meant to say that.” Duo gave him a death glare. “I didn't fuck you just now because I'm not about to rape someone, however willing he may seem.”

 

“Then why the blackmail? How else do you mean you want me? You just want to fuck me, isn't that the whole point?” Duo hissed angrily.

 

“I didn't say I didn't want to fuck you, and yes, that's the whole point of the blackmail. But you can get out of it just as easily as I can hold it against you. Just cut the braid, chibi, and everything will be alright.” Yuy sensei dipped his head and licked away the lone, escaped tear. He kissed his eyelids so tenderly Duo couldn't stop his tears from running down his cheeks. “Why?” he choked, “Why the blackmail? It didn't make the fuck any less than rape! Why me? What have I ever done to you?”

 

“Shh… calm down. Take a deep breath.” Duo sniffed as the sensei pulled him up and cradled him. He was so exhausted with the emotional rollercoaster he nearly fell asleep in the warm embrace, until the sensei started talking again. “…The blackmail, as you said, didn't make the fuck any less than rape. But if you agree to it, it's going to bind you to me for the rest of your life, or at least, until I'm sick of you and get rid of you, which I doubt, would happen any time sooner than a hundred years. It's not going to be a one-night affair, which is why I didn't fuck you when I had you all set and ready just now. You didn't do anything wrong and the reason for the blackmail is for me to know and for you to wonder…”

 

“Sensei…”

 

“No, I won't say any more than that. I've already said too much as it is. Just… just cut the braid, Duo. One last chance, either you cut the braid or meet me here after the practice today. Feel free to talk to the Headmaster, or any sensei if you want to. But I can tell you now, it won't do you any good. Just think it thorough, it's going to be your life, whichever it is that you decide.”

 

“Senmmfff…” Duo was so completely dazed by the kiss that when he came back to himself, Yuy sensei was nowhere to be found. And he spent the rest of the school hours in the storage room considering his options.