Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Leather and Pearls ❯ chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 03.06.2005 | Pages: 1 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 1.6K | Status: Work In Progress
Heero hadn't known such pain and pleasure in his life.
Ev ery sensitive spot, every quirk and every hidden fantasy he possessed was being mercilessly exploited by his demonic lover. Each knowing caress, kiss and toy was flawlessly planned and executed, leaving him in a state of helpless arousal. His abused body trembled almost as much as his swollen sex ached. It was a juxtpostion of debilitating agony and delectable frustration.
& nbsp;Duo, for his part, was having the time of his life. His lover might not have caved yet, but the sight of him all flushed and flustered was worth the effort in and of itself. And, God, the man was making some of the sexiest sounds Duo had ever heard from him. If Duo had known Heero could whimper so sweetly, he would have suggested playing with the hot candle wax a LONG time ago.
Duo looked down at his partner. They'd already played with the vibrating nipple clamps, shaving, vacuum pump and a slim rod with an electronic tip. The "Wand,” as the thing was called, had produced the most splendid results so far.
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&nb sp; Duo tested the tip of the Wand against his finger. There was a zap and a shudder went through him at the mild, almost-static intensity shock. He could hardly imagine how it would feel on more . . . aware parts of his body.
Bu t it wasn't for him. Heero was eyeing the thing with almost frightened attention while he shifted uncomfortably on the bed, twisting his wrists against the smooth leather of his bonds. Duo caught his eye and grinned wolfishly at him.
"Ju st right" the words were accompanied by another little zap as Duo touched the tip of the Wand to one of his own nipples. He wanted to make sure it would be safe to use on his lover without causing him real pain, but his didn't want to be too obvious about it and break the mood. The electric pulse against the already stiff bud sent a jolt of pleasurable tightness surging through his body. He moaned dramatically for his captive audience, causing a tremor to run through Heero's body.
Du o waved the wand slowly through the air, like a conductor directing a symphony of lust. The tip danced near and away from the shaking sweating body, never touching, but coming withing a hair’s breath. Heero was kept on the edge, never knowing when and where the Wand would make its first strike. The tip glided dreamily over his chest, up his arms and back, down his torso to circle like a vulture over the center of his need. Heero was stiff and swollen with the proof of his lover's attentions, sticking straight out. A tempting target for his lover's evil machinations. The tip of the device hung eye to eye with the tip of his bobbing shaft.
W ithout warning, it struck. Heero cried out in exquisite agony as the electric prongs came in contact with the sensitive crown of his sex. Duo worked his way down and up his lover's shaft, drawing more sweet cries and whimpers from his prisoner. The reaction was splendid. While Heero hadn't been exactly unresponsive during their play so far, he had maintained a minimum of control over his reactions. All Heero's control had now been burned away, leaving Heero squirming and sweetly arching his body against the caress of Duo's toy. Heero moaned, a wordless entreaty for the torture to stop and never end. Duo laid a trail from the tip of the crimson, quivering cock down his shaft to his balls. Duo paid particular attention to his work here, knowing how grossly sensitive they were. Heero let out a series of short, gasping cries at each tap of the Wand. He turned liquid eyes to his tormentor, unable or unwilling to beg but oh so needy all the same.
Du o smiled fondly at his koibito and moved to toy up to give a few cursory shocks to Heero's nipples, still pebbled and aching from the clamps. Heero tipped his head back, eyes shutting as he arched into the touch, crooning at the delicious sensation.
&nb sp;Duo was pleased at the show of submission. Heero was starting to forget his preoccupation with paranoia and reverting to his natural inclinations of submission and sensuality. It was absolutely breathtaking.
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& nbsp; Duo switched off the Wand and laid it aside. If he used it too much, his pretty slave would grow numb to its caress. No point in getting sloppy at this stage of the game.
He ero lay panting, tingling fiercely where the Wand had touched him. His privates were burning particularly sweetly. Heero longed to break free and rub himself there until the ache and tingling disappeared. But Duo wouldn't allow that just yet.
He turned his head and was puzzled by the object held in Duo's hand. The feather was about a foot and a half long and luxuriously fluffy, like the feathers he had seen in the hats of pirate costumes that some kids wore on Halloween. What was Duo going to do with that? His question was answered as Duo drug the thing lightly over his chest.
T he shivering, tickling sensation was a thousand times worse than the aftermath of the wand. Heero yanked hard on his chains, desperate to free himself to scratch and rub away the awful feeling. Duo continued to trail the feather over his chest, avoiding his stiff and straining nipples. The tiny buds of flesh hardened even more, very aware of the brush of softness not inches away from them. Heero let loose a soft whining in the back of his throat, breathing gone erratic as the feather slid down his chiseled stomach, tracing each flinching muscle before continuing further.
;And bypassing his cock altogether. Heero gave a chocked cry that drew chuckles from the puppeteer of his torment as he stroked the soft skin of inner thighs. With each pass, the tendrils of the feather whispered closer and closer to Heero's throbbing need. But the feather still maintained the prudish distance, refusing the contact. Heero thought he would go mad soon, he was so desperate for a touch to soothe the raging fire in his cock and balls. He strained toward the teasing feather, trying for any touch he might get, but the feather flowed out of reach to tease the sensitive skin behind his knees. Heero gave a sob of frustration and despair, eyes closing against unwanted tears. He gasped shakily when he felt the feather's kiss against his cheek bone. He opened his eyes to look pleadingly into hot amethyst eyes, willing to do anything for some relief.
"Tell me what you want, my sweet slave"
" Please, I . . . I don't . . . ahh." Heero gave a soft cry as Duo stroked the feather over a pert nipple, enjoying the picture his lover made, squirming beneath his mastery.
;"What was that, pet?" The other nipple was dutifully teased until Heero was reduced to whimpers, unable to voice his needs. Heero thrust his hips up against air, clearly conveying his need and desperation.
& nbsp;Duo decided to grant his lover some leeway. He maneuvered the feather to just brush the base of the jutting prick. Heero mewled tipping his head to the side and nuzzling against the pillow, kittenish and defenseless against the forces of desire and Duo. Duo slowly slid the feather up his love's shaft to gently tease the head of his sex, swirling around it. Heero was moaning continuously now. The feather continued its maddening dance, sweeping up and down the penis before caressing the velvety sack beneath. Heero whimpered. Light fluffy tendrils slipped in and out between straining thighs, teasing burning flesh. Then, the feather glided farther, down past heavy hung balls to caress Heero's most private place. Heero cried out, yanking on his chains as he was tenderly explored where no other person had been before. The wisps of the feather on the soft skin of his crinkled opening left him breathless. He longed for more solid contact, when before he would have killed any who tried to invade him there.
T he feather disappeared so fast, it was as if it had faded into thin air. Heero watched as his lover put the thing away and turned back to him. He trembled, as much from arousal as from dread at what fiendish ploy his love would spring on him next. Duo caressed his cheek, smiling in satisfaction as Heero closed his eyes and leaned into the comforting hand. So very sweet.
" One more act, my love," the other hand came up with a ball gag, "and then we will see." He placed the ball in Heero's mouth and fastened the straps around Heero's head. Heero didn't fight his muting, wanting to aid the quickening.
&n bsp;Duo moved down the bed until he was facing Heero's erection. He gave the turgid flesh a soft, stroking caress. Heero arched into the touch and Duo replaced his hand with his mouth, sucking the tip into his mouth and playing with it with his tongue. Heero's gasping sobs were music to his ears, as he released the head, only to give a slow steamy lick up the underside of the shaft. While he continued his torture, he looked up at his lover's face. Heero had his head thrown back and his eyes shut tight against the onslaught. So he didn't see Duo reach under the bed and pull out a series of objects connected with slim black wires.
to be continued . . .
Hello minna-san! I'm back after a long hiatus. I'm sorry it took so long to get this sequel out. My muse just didn't want to cooperate and I threw out to drafts of this chapter because they sucked. I want my chapters to be all they can yaoifully be for you people. Thanks so much for the support and fuck the bitch who decided to be snitty when I didn't get this up fast enough for their liking. Read and Review, hopefully I'll have the next and probably final chapter up soon.