Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Leather and Pearls ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Leather and Pearls

When Heero walked into the cottage he and Duo were sharing on Quatre's estate that night, he was immediately on his guard. As this was fairly routine by now, Heero typically got ready for an attack each and every time he changed atmospheres, it didn't deter Duo's plans in the slightest. Duo walked into the entrance from where he had been watching TV in the living room to embrace Heero and give him a passionate kiss on the mouth, moving his tongue in deep to brush against every surface of the hot moist cavern. Heero moaned slightly into the demanding kiss and all Duo's fears and doubts about tonight were erased. Heero needed someone to show him how wonderful surrender could be. And Duo was the man to do it.

He had spent hours making a fool-proof plan to catch the Perfect Soldier. Duo smiled a wicked little smile into Heero's mouth as he thought of what was in store for his overly repressed lover.

Heero broke the kiss reluctantly. Duo had been practically eating him alive and he had been surprisingly excited by the show of force. He was slightly flushed and a little dizzy. He swayed on his feet. Duo still had his arms around him and Heero wasn't sure he would be standing if Duo decided to move away. God, could a kiss really be making him react like this?

The soldier part of his brain supplied him with a quick, concise answer. No, a kiss would not be making him about to pass out. Something is wrong. Analyze the situation, locate the threat and eliminate it. Heero's conscious, or semi-conscious as it were, mind tried to wrap itself around these concepts, but everything seemed to be shutting down. He clung to the only stable thing he could. Duo.

"Whatsh goin' on, here? What.."

Duo silenced him with another kiss, spreading the quick-acting, contact sedative that coated his lips and tongue over every surface of Heero's mouth. He pulled back from Heero's mouth to whisper in his ear, giving the lobe a little lick. His violet eyes seemed to catch the moon light coming in through the window and set it aflame.

"It's alright, koi. I'm going to show you just how much I love you."

With those parting words, Heero slipped into fuzzy darkness. Duo caught him as he slumped forward and picked him up to cradle him in his arms. He turned and carried his sweet burden up the stairs to their room.

"Tonight." Duo whispered the single word into the darkness, as much to himself as the still figure in his arms.

Heero returned to consciousness suddenly and was immediately assessing the situation, like any good soldier doll. The first thing he noticed was that he was naked and tied to the bed that he and Duo normally shared. He was tied spread eagle with his limbs secured to the sturdy bars at each corner with silk-lined leather cuffs that had tiny seed pearls embroidered on the outside, attached to the bed with chains. The second thing he noticed was that, while he was in the room he had been sharing with Duo for the past three months, it had undergone some aesthetic changes. Every flat surface had been cleared of its previous occupant and was now covered with lit candles. There must have been at about 50 of them, giving the room a soft, warm glow. In addition to that, in between some of the candles was an incense burner, spreading a heady floral musk into to room. The third and final thing he noticed was Duo.

Duo stood a few feet in front of the bed, looking down at Heero. Heero's eyes traveled up the length of Duo's body. He wore burgundy leather pants, cut low and tight to hug his long, toned legs and slender hips. His chest was bare and he wore a matching leather choker with a gold cross hanging from in. His hair was shining from his customary braid, but on the tie dangled a small charm. Heero recognized it as one Duo had shown him a week ago in a store. It was a Celtic knot that stood for sensuality. Framed in the candle-light and pulsating virility, Duo looked like a god of sex come to life this one night to ravish him.

And Heero wanted to be ravished, wanted it so badly it felt like he was cold and alone in the warm, familiar room without this man leaning over him to fuck him senseless. It scared him how badly he needed it. He pushed the mix of emotions to one side, they were a weakness after all and not to be tolerated, and glared at Duo.

"What is your objective in knocking me out and restraining me in this fashion?" The question was delivered in an emotionless monotone, the soldier voice. It meant Heero felt threatened. Duos graced him with a devilish smile.

"I told you, koi, I'm going to show you how much I love you." Duo leaned against the foot of the bed by grabbing the handle bars, making him look like a jungle cat getting ready to pounce its prey. "I'm going to make you mine."

"For as long as we've been together," Duo had crawled over the end of the bed to crouch at Heero's feet. "It has always been you giving," he started to slowly crawl forward, his head as far as Heero's navel. "And me receiving. You fucking me. It hardly seems fair," to his chest, "since I know you want me to give it to you," to his chin, "but you don't know how to let yourself ask for it." Duo was eye to eye with the trapped youth now, directly in his face, making sure every syllable made its way to Heero's brain. "So I'm going to give you a taste of the business end of the leash."

"Embrace it, pretty slave." Duo punctuated his words with a kiss, hot and sweet, that sent Heero's mind reeling. There was no question about the reality of his reaction now. There were no drugs, no tricks, this was all Duo. Heero had been seduced in the beginning of their relationship, not by the wanton little uke that Duo had flaunted at him for so long. Oh no. Heero had been catching glimpses of something Else in Duo's eyes from the very beginning. Something untamable and ultimately dominant in Duo's nature that had eluded him. He loved the wanton little sprite in Duo, but he craved the calculating master that hid in his lover's eyes.

Heero was so into the kiss, he almost moaned in loss when Duo pulled back. He looked up to see Duo smiling at him in a don't-worry-I'm-sure-you'll-like-this sort of way. Heero had seen that look enough to know that it heralded some new twist or toy in their love-making. Heero regarded him with suspicion.

"What is your intended course of action?" Duo shook his head in a long-suffering manner, customary smirk in place on his gamin features.

"Lover, you need to start talking like a human and not like a computer." The mischief returned to Duo's eyes, along with that untamable seme-ness. "As to your question, I'll show you." Duo trailed his hands down Heero's chest and back up to massage the base of his neck. He leaned forward to nibble on his prisoner's ear, dragging his teeth against the lobe and licking at the shell. Meanwhile, his hands trailed down to trace the contours of Heero's chest with greater care. His dexterous fingers circled the sensitive nibbles, not quite touching. Heero gritted his teeth. Duo was too good at that for Heero's peace of mind. Duo trailed kisses from his ear to his mouth and thrust his tongue in hard. He ate at the cobalt-eyed boy, plundering and claiming every nook and cranny he could find. The treatment made the semi-arousal between Heero's legs harden all the more.

Abruptly, Duo pulled away and sat up, straddling Heero's thighs. He surveyed his work with the eye of an artist. Flushed face, kiss swollen lips and weeping erection. So far so good. He smiled in like a man who finds the craftsmanship of a particular piece of work to his liking and is prepared to own it. He leaned over the side of the bed and opened the plain brown box that sat within easy reach and pulled out a strange device of tiny leather straps and tinier silver buckles. He held it in front of Heero's face for him to see. Heero recognized the thing. They had used it often enough.

"Now, my dear, MY objective tonight is to show you who your master is."

"You mean you want to penetrate me." The look in Heero's eye signified exactly how he felt about this forced surrender of his body. But Duo shook his head.

"No. What I want is for you to stop holding your true desires inside. You're the one who wants me to penetrate you. You just won't let yourself realize that yet." Duo leaned over Heero with his hands braced on either side of his head. "And since you are too stubborn to release yourself, I'm going to have to do it for you." He leaned back into a sitting position once more.

"You've always treated sex like a mission when you're fucking me; initiate, carry out and retreat. You leave yourself open for as short a time as possible and hurry back into your shell when the work is done." Duo gripped Heero's cock in his hand and gave it a few slow, lingering strokes. "This time, we're going slow. And I'm going to be the one fucking you."The last words were a growl, low and shuddering with animal hunger.

Duo trailed his fingers up and down Heero's shaft with deliberate slowness. He paused to rub the sensitive lip under the head and press against the veins. He played with the head for a few moments, dipping a finger into the slit and spreading slippery pre-cum over the reddening flesh. He gave the tip an experimental little pinch, just to see what kind of reaction he would get. Heero's hips arched and he had to stifle a moan that threatened to break past his control. Duo mentally logged the reaction away for use at a later date. His wicked fingers slid down to examine the soft sac below Heero's now stiff sex. He caressed the velvety skin and cupped the firm-fleshed balls in his palm. He squeezed them gently and ran a thumb over them in a circular pattern. He gave one of balls a little pinch and gained a splendid reaction from his captive.

Heero was panting now and trying to hide how much Duo's tender manipulations were driving him insane. He had never let Duo have his way like this before. He had always been the one on top, the one teasing and caressing. He had never lost control of the situation like this during their coupling and it unnerved him. But a soft voice whispered inside his head, but if surrendering control felt this good, why not let it continue. But Heero couldn't let himself surrender. He just couldn't! It went against every bit of training he had, against everything he had become over the years and against everything that kept him safe inside his own head.

His reverie was broken by something wrapping around the base of his cock and balls. Heero looked down to see Duo buckling the little straps that formed two loops; one around his erection and one around his balls. It formed a figure eight of entrapment. He would be unable to reach release until the toy was removed.

"Now, this is how the game will be played tonight. When you feel like admitting how much you want me to take you, I'll see what I can do about this," he palmed Heero's erection once more, "and I'll even consider letting you go." Duo gifted his prey with a dark, sizzling smile.

"Maybe."

...to be continued

Authors note: I started this story this past summer, but have been unmotivated to finish it. If you like it and want me to continue working on it, pleas review and let me know. Otherwise, the story will die a cold and lonely death. And that would suck.