Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ I'll Be Watching ❯ Prologue

"I'll Be Watching"

by Fallen Saint

Song is "Brick Shithouse" by Placebo

[Meet The Brick Shithouse
This Is The Brick Shithouse
Meet The Brick Shithouse...]

It was never this cold when I went home all those other nights. But tonight it's downright frigid. I feel as stark as all those spindly trees on the horizon. Funny, our little home doesn't look as inviting tonight. All those quaint red bricks make our house look more like an institution than the warm nest we feathered together.

[Don't you wish you'd never met her?]

But I guess it's not my home anymore.

[Lay him down, lie on
Lay him... down]

He's in our bed. You push him down and he smiles, pawing at your shirt. And then you kiss him, running your perfect tongue over his thin lips, grinding yourself into him. He unbraids your luxurious hair, relishing the feel that only I used to experience. Between nips and licks he mumbles something about how beautiful your eyes are, and I try to remember the way they shone for me when we made love, but it was just so long ago, and I've lost so much since then.

[Now your lover went and put me in the ground,
I'll be watching, when he's around.]

You run those pale hands through his black hair and slowly lick his neck from base to chin. Your new man fumbles with the final button of the shirt I gave you and dives in, sucking and blowing on your most sensitive areas. Your eyes are lidded with bliss, delicate lashes just barely touching your cheek. And all I can do is watch. Nothing I say or do will change anything. But I'll always keep an eye on him.

[Now your lover went and put me in the ground,
I'll be watching...]

I don't think you realize what you're getting into with this man. Not when you grope him through his pants, not when he bucks against your hand. If only you knew what really happen. But all I can do is watch through our...your window. Now sweat's trickling down his forehead, egging you on, making you apply more delicious friction until he gasps and flips you over. He unzips and shimmies down your pants until they're just another pile on the floor. You drag his head up to eye level and smile at him so sweetly. So tragically sweet.

[Meet the Brick Shithouse,
Kiss the Brick Shithouse,
Meet the Brick Shithouse,
Kiss.]

And you kiss him with such tenderness. Your mouth always got you in and out of trouble, and we used to joke over its many other capabilities. He tries to speed up the ministrations, one hand reaching back towards your now exposed length, but you keep him captive and slowly torture him. With one fatal swoop your tongue enters his mouth and he moans. I wince. If only you knew what you're tasting.

[Lay him down, lie on
Lay him... down]

I can see your changing mood when you suddenly open your eyes and push him back down on the bed. You have the ravenous, wild look as you practically tear off his pants and undergarments. I barely see his dick before your mouth envelopes it. Now you're concentrating, trying to give him maximum pleasure. I can tell. And I can feel your tongue on me.

[Now your lover went and put me in the ground,
I'll be watching, when he's around.]

You swirl around the tip and plunge back down while he writes on the bed. His almond shaped eyes are as wide as saucers when you abandon his member, smiling wickedly. His hands are still gripping the sheets, not yet staining them with the blood that will never be cleansed from them. I hope you get out alive.

[Now your lover went and put me in the ground,
I'll be watching...when he's around]

I watch every night to protect you, even though you are perfectly capable of doing so, and I could never help you to begin with. I have to watch him and make sure he doesn't cross that line. But I'm powerless. I feel clod every time I think about how you don't know what really happened. You don't really know why I left those two long years ago.

[When you cum you never make a single sound,
I'll be watching, when he's around,]

You slowly lower yourself into him and he gasps yet again. You carefully lift his hips inches off the bed and slowly begin to ease your way in and out, building the tension. He clamps around you and bucks up even further as you both begin to sweat profusely. Within minutes he screams. You bite your lip and close your eyes, but I can tell that you're looking up toward the sky. I appreciate it.

[When he's around, when he's around,
He's around.]

I know he comes over to comfort you. I know that every time he does he ends up fucking you. Fucking with you.

[Don't you wish you'd never met her?]

I wish I could tell you.

[Lay him down, lie on
Lay him... down]

You lie together, spent. You look like an angel with your flushed cheeks and soft breaths. Someday you can join me. But he's already falling asleep, not even touching you. You nuzzle yourself against him, always wanting another immediate round; but he's not responsive. He's out to the world and you feel alone. But you shrug it off and feign sleep.

[Now your lover went and put me in the ground,
I'll be watching, when he's around.]

He always wanted your body. He, the epitome of righteousness only wants your body because it's beautiful and serves well for sex. He lulls you into security with his comforting words. You believe that he's just like me since he's silent and appears so strong. You're still grasping for some shred of something that'll let you know why I really died, and how convenient that he has all the easy answers. But I'm always with you.

[Now your lover went and put me in the ground,
I'll be watching...when he's around]

I wouldn't let him have what he wanted and he took care of me. Now he has you and doesn't know what to do with you except alleviate his urges.

[When you cum you never make a single sound,
I'll be watching, when he's around,]

He always screams out your name when he cums. I can hear "Duo!" all the way up in the heavens. He moans and groans and utters and mumbles, but you remain absolutely silent, even when your passion culminates into an explosion.

[When he's around, when he's around,
He's around.]

But I take comfort in the fact that you always screamed my name, love.