Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Lion and the Lamb ❯ Lion and the Lamb Chapter 4: Lament of the Lamb ( Chapter 4 )
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By: DeityofDeath 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Drama / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.28.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 238 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Drama / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 02.28.2008 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.2K | Visits: 238 | Status: Completed
Title: Lion and the LambAuthor: DeityOfDeathArchive: Yes please......Pairings: 3x4. 4x3, 3xOther, 3xTriezexZechsCategory: Drama, romanceRating: NC-17/RSpoilers: Maybe.Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, Rape, Non-conDisclaimers: I never have nor will I ever own Gundam Wing or its chars. They are property of Bandai and a few other major companies.
Lion and the Lamb Chapter 4: Lament of the Lamb
Why does my head hurt? I felt myself roll over and surprisingly pleasant softness caught me. Pillows? Was I lying on pillows? Was I still dreaming? Last thing I remembered was the blinding whiteness and then darkness and those soldiers. Was I still in custody? Of course! But if I was, then why was I laying on what felt like a bed and pillows? I wanted to open my eyes but something told me I wouldn't be happy with what I saw. I shouldn't be such a wuss. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
I opened my eyes and hissed, closing them again. Why the hell did opening your eyes after being knocked out hurt so much? Damn! Someone dim the lights.
When I opened my eyes again they had indeed, been dimmed. I must be bloody insane. What in the hell was going on? Had I said the part about dimming the lights out loud?
"Yes."
WHAT THE HELL!? I looked up and saw the owner of that familiar sounding voice. That honeyed voice oozing generosity and intelligence, an aristocrat’s voice, Trieze Kushrenada's voice. TRIEZE!? I sat up and regretted it. I was going to throw up and must have looked it because I had a bucket placed in front of me which I quickly grabbed just in time. I hated throwing up. It was an awful thing. When I had emptied my stomach I set the bucket on the floor and flopped back onto whatever I was laying on and closed my eyes, letting the cold sweat dry on my face.
"Feeling better Mon' petite?"
I opened my eyes without having a splitting headache attack me and decided that so far so good. I turned my head to look across the room where Trieze Kushrenada sat in a large brown leather arm chair. Next to him in a desk chair sat Zechs Marquise, frowning. What did he have to frown about? He wasn't in drag in front of the enemy?
I cleared my throat and tried sitting up again. Besides a slight nauseous feeling I was fine. No more puking! YAY! I looked at them and straightened out the lace and chiffon skirt. I guess I should feign modesty. Besides, if I couldn't be a gentleman I guess I could be a lady. Strange logic but hey, it worked.
They stared at me, probably assessing my reactions and emotions. Part of me had this urge to yell, "What the fuck are you looking at?" But I didn't.
"I have to say, you treat prisoners well."
They both looked at me surprised and Trieze actually chuckled, "I believe our dragon would despise us if we treated his comrade and friend with anything but our best."
I had to smile at the pet name. Dragon? That certainly suits him. He's like an exotic Asian dragon, dangerous and beautiful.
I smiled, "Well I thank you. What are the chances that I can escape from here without killing anyone?"
Their serious stares returned. Oops. Okay, that can't be good. I should have kept my mouth shut.
"We can arrange it, just like we did for our dragon."
I must have looked as surprised as I felt.
"But we need you to cooperate. The best time to escape is around 4am. If you wait til then, then you and your comrade are free."
"That's all? No costs? I expected at least some sort of payment."
Zechs smiled and leaned over to whisper into Trieze's ear. Trieze blinked and the nodded, smiling. They pressed their lips together in a passionate kiss, pulling apart breathing heavily. They caught their breaths and then turned to look at me.
"We have only one small request. We would you like you to participate in a round of love making."
Had Trieze lost his mind? Okay, it was possible. Maybe.
"What exactly do you count as participation? If I don't like what’s happening will we stop? Can you hold back? And will I have your full assistance in rescuing Trowa?"
Both nodded and smiled.
"You have our word small one", said Zechs grinning.
I looked over at a table next to the bed and saw a glass red of wine. Why not? I might as well be slightly blitzed. I lifted the glass and took a large sip. I swished the wine around my mouth a bit, trying to remove the taste of vomit. I swallowed and took another sip, doing the same thing. It wasn't a tooth brush, but it would have to do. I finished the glass and set it down.
The taste was bitter and yet sweet and almost like the grapes original taste before they were fermented. It was a good wine. Just like Trieze. He keeps the finest men around him, the finest wine and the finest of anything else that life happens to offer.
Oh, this is gonna suck! I watched as they stood up and approached me like cats stalking a wounded bird. I had this urge to scoot back but nerves and pride alone kept me still. I felt a pair of hands touch my face and only then had I realized I had closed my eyes. I felt them smoothly wander along my cheeks, thumbs rubbing lightly. I then felt those hands pull my face forward and then I felt lips press against mine and with that a tongue trace gently and slowly along my lips. I opened my mouth and let his tongue glide along mine and soon I found myself all to willing to have a duel of tongues. When I opened my eyes I saw beautiful crystal blue eyes starring into mine. I felt his tongue leave my mouth and protested. He grinned and slid his arms behind my back. I felt the material of the top being removed and my torso was exposed to cool air. I then felt a pair of hands touch and caress my chest with and eagerness that caught me by surprise. Another pair of hands worked at my waist, unbuckling and removing the chiffon skirt.
These two were bad enough on their own, but together they were a deadly pair. Whoa~! When had my G string been removed? I was naked and surprisingly no longer cold. Why was I feeling so hot? Maybe it had something to do with the warm lips and hot tongues that caressed my chest and stomach and then focused on my nipples until I began feeling a pleasure I had never felt before. I was desperate for air. For some reason I couldn't keep enough of it in my lungs. What was that noise? It sounds like a kitten mewing.
"Lost in the pleasure are we?" I heard that gruff voice say playfully. That voice alone told me that it was Trieze laying tender and warm kisses along my aching member.
Had Trieze's lips not touched that most private of places I would have answered Zechs. I was gasping and mewling. It was me, that noise was all me. I think that was all the answer that Zechs needed. If it wasn't then my gasp of surprise and pleasure should suffice when those very lips wrapped around my shaft and slowly moved down to the very base of where it joined my hips. They didn't stop there. They moved up and down rhythmically at a slow pace while hands kneaded and caressed my testicles. I had no time to think about where Zechs had disappeared to when he returned a heavy weight behind me on the bed and warm hands that caressed and pinched my nipples with his legs wrapped around my body. I felt some deep urge. It felt like waves were receding inside me as though a tsunami were about to crash some unknown shore inside of me. I felt it building and building as I felt a low rumbling go through my shaft. I began to wiggle my hips in the hopes of something. That’s when that building pressure was released like waves crashing onto some distant shore.
I felt my whole body shake and tremble as my shaft convulsed and released my seed into Trieze's warm mouth. I closed my eyes and collapsed back into a pair of warm, strong, and muscular arms. I felt them wrap around me and for some reason I felt comfortable, more comfortable than I should have felt in an enemies arms.
I was trying to catch my breath and had almost succeeded at gaining a normal breathing rhythm when the hands behind me gently caressed my nipples again. I felt my breathing quicken as my excitement and pleasure grew. I also noted that Trieze's warmth had left my feet, leaving them chilled with drying sweat. I felt the bed give way and then I felt that familiar warmth return to my feet. What surprised me however was that warmth easing its way between my thighs? I felt my legs pulled gently apart and then Triezes body as it knelt between them. I saw a large decorated jar in his tanned hands and watched as his left held the jar while the right unscrewed the lid. He lifted the lid off and a sweet and exotic scent drifted through the room. I had smelt this scent before. It was an old oil and ointment used for many things and it seemed I was about to find another use for it.
Even as I watched his right hand set the lid on the bed and then return to scoop a large handful of the oily concoction out, it didn't seem to register what this oil was to be used for, although I blame Zechs for that. The man was talented with his hands. I now knew what he did for gundams with these hands. No wonder he was an amazing pilot. I wonder if being good with your hands when it comes to a craft leads to you being good with your hands when it concerned the sex craft. Or was Zechs just the exception?
WHOAH! Cold! Warm! Oh, Allah!
That was unexpected. When had those oily fingers found their way to my most private entrance? Right now they were just tracing gentle tickling circles around the entrance but I knew something more was coming. Zechs placed his hands on my face and pulled my face back so that he could easily nibble my neck and ears, which he did with a lavish amount of attention and detail. I could say that he enjoyed his work. I then felt a small pain and jumped as a digit entered that tight entrance. It didn't just enter. It wiggled and thrust in and out slowly until pain had melded into a sensation that was unusual and unique. A feeling that almost resembled pleasure and when the second digit joined the first and both began working together I was still debating what this feeling was.
Then the third joined the first two and with an extended reach those digits managed to find a spot that I myself had never known about. It must be some secret known to those who were experienced. I felt that part of me rise again, ready for more. Moaning was all I could do with those talented fingers entering me and touching a place that seemed to send pleasure up and down my body. In and out, wiggling inside me and with each entrance a deeper reach and a spot that had once been untouched was now being touched. That spot made white spots cloud my vision and caused me to cry out loud repeatedly to the delight of my captors. Warmth built in midsection and lower and tingles traveled to my fingers and toes as a pressure began to form in my groin. I wiggled and bucked with each entrance of those long fingers and soon Zechs' arms were failing in their duty to hold me down. My erection was large and weeping as an ache set into my lower body. An ache unlike any I had felt before. I wanted something.
I felt those fingers leave and I helplessly moaned my displeasure at the loss. My mind had gone on vacation and had left other parts of my body to make the decisions. I watched through half lidded eyes as Trieze sat up and felt those long talented fingers leave me. I felt a loss, as though a part of me needed to be filled. I felt Trieze's arms lift me into a heated embrace against his muscled chest.
When had he gotten undressed? I dared a look down and saw that he was indeed nude and very happy to be so. I would have blushed if it hadn't been for Trieze leaning back with me still wrapped in his embrace. I lay atop him and he took this opportunity to explore me. I felt my hips pulled up and with a passionate kiss on the lips Trieze slipped out from underneath me so that I was "eye to eye" with his straining erection. I knew what was wanted of me and I leaned down to begin and that was when I felt that hot flesh slowly stretch my virgin entrance and then force itself past my muscles. I couldn't keep the tears out of my eyes. I fought to control my shaking, to hide the pain from the two who were doing this to me. Part of me was upset and ashamed and embarrassed that I couldn't hide the pain from them.
They had given me pleasure and even though it was something I wouldn't have chosen to do unless I really had to, they were still trying to make it as comfortable as possible. I could feel Zechs still inside of me and I was surprised to feel not only the smooth and gentle circles along my back and hips but the soft brush of fingertips on my cheeks and around my eyes as they swept away my tears of pain.
"Relax yourself my little Arabian Prince", Trieze softly admonished.
I opened my eyes and saw that those deep blue eyes held sympathy, reassurance and something close to lust or love. I nodded and took a deep breath willing myself to calm. I could feel the pain subside as my body stretched to take the invading force. It felt odd. It felt as though I was filled and yet a part of me wanted more, wanted to be filled completely. I experimentally pushed back and along with the smallest of pain I felt pleasure. A small electric sensation shot through my body when Zechs moaned and gasped at the sudden movement. I found myself more daring than I had ever thought myself to be in such a situation. I did it again and this time I heard a moan and that was when he slowly drew out of me and then slowly back in. I felt him do this a few times and at one point he entered a little farther than he had the others times and I felt him brush against some part of me that sent me moaning and gasping and writhing against him.
"I believe I've found it", said Zechs with what I knew to be a great sense of pride in his voice.
"I believe you have", said Trieze.
I looked up into Triezes eyes as I felt Zechs moving in and out of me at a quicker pace and I leaned up to claim his lips, our tongues dueling and wrestling. At one point I felt his hands pull us apart and then slowly lower my head so that I hovered above his aching need. I grinned took an experimental lick of the clear liquid that had formed at the tiny opening on the tip of his straining erection. I felt him shiver and even as I moaned from the pleasure of being entered I managed to lick around base and I even managed to fit most of him into my mouth as I bobbed up and down I could tell he was near his completion and I was nearing mine as I felt Zechs hand slide over my hip and under to take hold of my own re-awakened erection. He pumped in unison with his thrusts and I tried to keep pace with my mouth and only choked twice for my efforts.
I felt the erection in my mouth strain and start to vibrate as Trieze's breath hitched and he called out as I felt a heated liquid fill my mouth. I fought to swallow as he continued to empty himself in my mouth. I felt him still and I lifted my mouth off of him with popping sound. I watched as Trieze languidly slumped against the bed, his arms and legs sweat soaked and his breath uneven. I struggled to keep from screaming out loud and moaning wildly as I felt myself pushed over the edge. I felt that fire and warmth spread and fly out of my body and coat the now slick hand that still continued to pump me wildly. I felt the warmth inside me grow larger and then it trembled inside me almost in the same fashion Triezes had inside of my mouth. I felt that heated liquid fill me as he continued to thrust inside me and I felt myself cum again as that spot was hit with every deep and long thrust.
I saw white stars and static bubbles fill my vision and then I saw blackness.
To Be Continued.....
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Lion and the Lamb Chapter 4: Lament of the Lamb
Why does my head hurt? I felt myself roll over and surprisingly pleasant softness caught me. Pillows? Was I lying on pillows? Was I still dreaming? Last thing I remembered was the blinding whiteness and then darkness and those soldiers. Was I still in custody? Of course! But if I was, then why was I laying on what felt like a bed and pillows? I wanted to open my eyes but something told me I wouldn't be happy with what I saw. I shouldn't be such a wuss. Nothing ventured, nothing gained.
I opened my eyes and hissed, closing them again. Why the hell did opening your eyes after being knocked out hurt so much? Damn! Someone dim the lights.
When I opened my eyes again they had indeed, been dimmed. I must be bloody insane. What in the hell was going on? Had I said the part about dimming the lights out loud?
"Yes."
WHAT THE HELL!? I looked up and saw the owner of that familiar sounding voice. That honeyed voice oozing generosity and intelligence, an aristocrat’s voice, Trieze Kushrenada's voice. TRIEZE!? I sat up and regretted it. I was going to throw up and must have looked it because I had a bucket placed in front of me which I quickly grabbed just in time. I hated throwing up. It was an awful thing. When I had emptied my stomach I set the bucket on the floor and flopped back onto whatever I was laying on and closed my eyes, letting the cold sweat dry on my face.
"Feeling better Mon' petite?"
I opened my eyes without having a splitting headache attack me and decided that so far so good. I turned my head to look across the room where Trieze Kushrenada sat in a large brown leather arm chair. Next to him in a desk chair sat Zechs Marquise, frowning. What did he have to frown about? He wasn't in drag in front of the enemy?
I cleared my throat and tried sitting up again. Besides a slight nauseous feeling I was fine. No more puking! YAY! I looked at them and straightened out the lace and chiffon skirt. I guess I should feign modesty. Besides, if I couldn't be a gentleman I guess I could be a lady. Strange logic but hey, it worked.
They stared at me, probably assessing my reactions and emotions. Part of me had this urge to yell, "What the fuck are you looking at?" But I didn't.
"I have to say, you treat prisoners well."
They both looked at me surprised and Trieze actually chuckled, "I believe our dragon would despise us if we treated his comrade and friend with anything but our best."
I had to smile at the pet name. Dragon? That certainly suits him. He's like an exotic Asian dragon, dangerous and beautiful.
I smiled, "Well I thank you. What are the chances that I can escape from here without killing anyone?"
Their serious stares returned. Oops. Okay, that can't be good. I should have kept my mouth shut.
"We can arrange it, just like we did for our dragon."
I must have looked as surprised as I felt.
"But we need you to cooperate. The best time to escape is around 4am. If you wait til then, then you and your comrade are free."
"That's all? No costs? I expected at least some sort of payment."
Zechs smiled and leaned over to whisper into Trieze's ear. Trieze blinked and the nodded, smiling. They pressed their lips together in a passionate kiss, pulling apart breathing heavily. They caught their breaths and then turned to look at me.
"We have only one small request. We would you like you to participate in a round of love making."
Had Trieze lost his mind? Okay, it was possible. Maybe.
"What exactly do you count as participation? If I don't like what’s happening will we stop? Can you hold back? And will I have your full assistance in rescuing Trowa?"
Both nodded and smiled.
"You have our word small one", said Zechs grinning.
I looked over at a table next to the bed and saw a glass red of wine. Why not? I might as well be slightly blitzed. I lifted the glass and took a large sip. I swished the wine around my mouth a bit, trying to remove the taste of vomit. I swallowed and took another sip, doing the same thing. It wasn't a tooth brush, but it would have to do. I finished the glass and set it down.
The taste was bitter and yet sweet and almost like the grapes original taste before they were fermented. It was a good wine. Just like Trieze. He keeps the finest men around him, the finest wine and the finest of anything else that life happens to offer.
Oh, this is gonna suck! I watched as they stood up and approached me like cats stalking a wounded bird. I had this urge to scoot back but nerves and pride alone kept me still. I felt a pair of hands touch my face and only then had I realized I had closed my eyes. I felt them smoothly wander along my cheeks, thumbs rubbing lightly. I then felt those hands pull my face forward and then I felt lips press against mine and with that a tongue trace gently and slowly along my lips. I opened my mouth and let his tongue glide along mine and soon I found myself all to willing to have a duel of tongues. When I opened my eyes I saw beautiful crystal blue eyes starring into mine. I felt his tongue leave my mouth and protested. He grinned and slid his arms behind my back. I felt the material of the top being removed and my torso was exposed to cool air. I then felt a pair of hands touch and caress my chest with and eagerness that caught me by surprise. Another pair of hands worked at my waist, unbuckling and removing the chiffon skirt.
These two were bad enough on their own, but together they were a deadly pair. Whoa~! When had my G string been removed? I was naked and surprisingly no longer cold. Why was I feeling so hot? Maybe it had something to do with the warm lips and hot tongues that caressed my chest and stomach and then focused on my nipples until I began feeling a pleasure I had never felt before. I was desperate for air. For some reason I couldn't keep enough of it in my lungs. What was that noise? It sounds like a kitten mewing.
"Lost in the pleasure are we?" I heard that gruff voice say playfully. That voice alone told me that it was Trieze laying tender and warm kisses along my aching member.
Had Trieze's lips not touched that most private of places I would have answered Zechs. I was gasping and mewling. It was me, that noise was all me. I think that was all the answer that Zechs needed. If it wasn't then my gasp of surprise and pleasure should suffice when those very lips wrapped around my shaft and slowly moved down to the very base of where it joined my hips. They didn't stop there. They moved up and down rhythmically at a slow pace while hands kneaded and caressed my testicles. I had no time to think about where Zechs had disappeared to when he returned a heavy weight behind me on the bed and warm hands that caressed and pinched my nipples with his legs wrapped around my body. I felt some deep urge. It felt like waves were receding inside me as though a tsunami were about to crash some unknown shore inside of me. I felt it building and building as I felt a low rumbling go through my shaft. I began to wiggle my hips in the hopes of something. That’s when that building pressure was released like waves crashing onto some distant shore.
I felt my whole body shake and tremble as my shaft convulsed and released my seed into Trieze's warm mouth. I closed my eyes and collapsed back into a pair of warm, strong, and muscular arms. I felt them wrap around me and for some reason I felt comfortable, more comfortable than I should have felt in an enemies arms.
I was trying to catch my breath and had almost succeeded at gaining a normal breathing rhythm when the hands behind me gently caressed my nipples again. I felt my breathing quicken as my excitement and pleasure grew. I also noted that Trieze's warmth had left my feet, leaving them chilled with drying sweat. I felt the bed give way and then I felt that familiar warmth return to my feet. What surprised me however was that warmth easing its way between my thighs? I felt my legs pulled gently apart and then Triezes body as it knelt between them. I saw a large decorated jar in his tanned hands and watched as his left held the jar while the right unscrewed the lid. He lifted the lid off and a sweet and exotic scent drifted through the room. I had smelt this scent before. It was an old oil and ointment used for many things and it seemed I was about to find another use for it.
Even as I watched his right hand set the lid on the bed and then return to scoop a large handful of the oily concoction out, it didn't seem to register what this oil was to be used for, although I blame Zechs for that. The man was talented with his hands. I now knew what he did for gundams with these hands. No wonder he was an amazing pilot. I wonder if being good with your hands when it comes to a craft leads to you being good with your hands when it concerned the sex craft. Or was Zechs just the exception?
WHOAH! Cold! Warm! Oh, Allah!
That was unexpected. When had those oily fingers found their way to my most private entrance? Right now they were just tracing gentle tickling circles around the entrance but I knew something more was coming. Zechs placed his hands on my face and pulled my face back so that he could easily nibble my neck and ears, which he did with a lavish amount of attention and detail. I could say that he enjoyed his work. I then felt a small pain and jumped as a digit entered that tight entrance. It didn't just enter. It wiggled and thrust in and out slowly until pain had melded into a sensation that was unusual and unique. A feeling that almost resembled pleasure and when the second digit joined the first and both began working together I was still debating what this feeling was.
Then the third joined the first two and with an extended reach those digits managed to find a spot that I myself had never known about. It must be some secret known to those who were experienced. I felt that part of me rise again, ready for more. Moaning was all I could do with those talented fingers entering me and touching a place that seemed to send pleasure up and down my body. In and out, wiggling inside me and with each entrance a deeper reach and a spot that had once been untouched was now being touched. That spot made white spots cloud my vision and caused me to cry out loud repeatedly to the delight of my captors. Warmth built in midsection and lower and tingles traveled to my fingers and toes as a pressure began to form in my groin. I wiggled and bucked with each entrance of those long fingers and soon Zechs' arms were failing in their duty to hold me down. My erection was large and weeping as an ache set into my lower body. An ache unlike any I had felt before. I wanted something.
I felt those fingers leave and I helplessly moaned my displeasure at the loss. My mind had gone on vacation and had left other parts of my body to make the decisions. I watched through half lidded eyes as Trieze sat up and felt those long talented fingers leave me. I felt a loss, as though a part of me needed to be filled. I felt Trieze's arms lift me into a heated embrace against his muscled chest.
When had he gotten undressed? I dared a look down and saw that he was indeed nude and very happy to be so. I would have blushed if it hadn't been for Trieze leaning back with me still wrapped in his embrace. I lay atop him and he took this opportunity to explore me. I felt my hips pulled up and with a passionate kiss on the lips Trieze slipped out from underneath me so that I was "eye to eye" with his straining erection. I knew what was wanted of me and I leaned down to begin and that was when I felt that hot flesh slowly stretch my virgin entrance and then force itself past my muscles. I couldn't keep the tears out of my eyes. I fought to control my shaking, to hide the pain from the two who were doing this to me. Part of me was upset and ashamed and embarrassed that I couldn't hide the pain from them.
They had given me pleasure and even though it was something I wouldn't have chosen to do unless I really had to, they were still trying to make it as comfortable as possible. I could feel Zechs still inside of me and I was surprised to feel not only the smooth and gentle circles along my back and hips but the soft brush of fingertips on my cheeks and around my eyes as they swept away my tears of pain.
"Relax yourself my little Arabian Prince", Trieze softly admonished.
I opened my eyes and saw that those deep blue eyes held sympathy, reassurance and something close to lust or love. I nodded and took a deep breath willing myself to calm. I could feel the pain subside as my body stretched to take the invading force. It felt odd. It felt as though I was filled and yet a part of me wanted more, wanted to be filled completely. I experimentally pushed back and along with the smallest of pain I felt pleasure. A small electric sensation shot through my body when Zechs moaned and gasped at the sudden movement. I found myself more daring than I had ever thought myself to be in such a situation. I did it again and this time I heard a moan and that was when he slowly drew out of me and then slowly back in. I felt him do this a few times and at one point he entered a little farther than he had the others times and I felt him brush against some part of me that sent me moaning and gasping and writhing against him.
"I believe I've found it", said Zechs with what I knew to be a great sense of pride in his voice.
"I believe you have", said Trieze.
I looked up into Triezes eyes as I felt Zechs moving in and out of me at a quicker pace and I leaned up to claim his lips, our tongues dueling and wrestling. At one point I felt his hands pull us apart and then slowly lower my head so that I hovered above his aching need. I grinned took an experimental lick of the clear liquid that had formed at the tiny opening on the tip of his straining erection. I felt him shiver and even as I moaned from the pleasure of being entered I managed to lick around base and I even managed to fit most of him into my mouth as I bobbed up and down I could tell he was near his completion and I was nearing mine as I felt Zechs hand slide over my hip and under to take hold of my own re-awakened erection. He pumped in unison with his thrusts and I tried to keep pace with my mouth and only choked twice for my efforts.
I felt the erection in my mouth strain and start to vibrate as Trieze's breath hitched and he called out as I felt a heated liquid fill my mouth. I fought to swallow as he continued to empty himself in my mouth. I felt him still and I lifted my mouth off of him with popping sound. I watched as Trieze languidly slumped against the bed, his arms and legs sweat soaked and his breath uneven. I struggled to keep from screaming out loud and moaning wildly as I felt myself pushed over the edge. I felt that fire and warmth spread and fly out of my body and coat the now slick hand that still continued to pump me wildly. I felt the warmth inside me grow larger and then it trembled inside me almost in the same fashion Triezes had inside of my mouth. I felt that heated liquid fill me as he continued to thrust inside me and I felt myself cum again as that spot was hit with every deep and long thrust.
I saw white stars and static bubbles fill my vision and then I saw blackness.
To Be Continued.....
WoW~! I'd like to thank Yaoi_Daily on LJ for posting all the yummy stories that inspire me.
Also, keep feeding the author. I get ideas from you guys. You inspire me to keep writing.
More to come.