Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Nocturnal Silver ❯ One-Shot

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, I don't want to own it either.
Warnings: Yaoi, 2x5, Lemon
Notes: I don't know where this came from. I was listening to the DDR track butterfly and got the urge to write. This is what resulted.
Soundtrack: Butterfly, Dragonfly and Mr. Wonderful - Dance, Dance Revolution

Nocturnal Silver
By DragonSoul

Velvet, like midnight, slipped over my eyes, barring my sight as deft, gentle fingers tied the band of cloth around my head. A rustle of cloth alerted me as he moved, and my faced turned in his direction. A cool digit pressed against my lips, silencing me before I could speak. "Wait thirty seconds, then you can come and find me." A soft press of lips against mine, then I hear quiet footsteps falling away.

I wait the allotted time, seconds ticking by in my mind, then pull the cloth away from my eyes, tucking it into the waistband of my jeans as I step past the line of trees that marks the beginning of the wood my love has been swallowed by. The same eternal darkness swallows me as well, etching dappled shadows on the trunks of trees before me.

An owl hoots somewhere, the eerie call skittering through the darkness and grating over my ears. I consume my apprehension and run further from the dim night that lays beyond the trees and farther into an environ as wary of I as I am of it. My eyes are useless in the darkness, so I slow, stepping carefully to avoid injury, one hand raised to ward off branches.

An animal jumps out of the underbrush, startling me. I step back, heel falling on the smooth surface of a branch long stripped of it's bark and tumble backwards. A bush breaks my fall and fleeting laughter echoes around me as I struggle from the branches. "Duo?" I call out, and the laughter stops. There is no sound to give him away, so I continue onwards,: stumbling blindly through the dark. An overhanging branch rakes across my head and rips the band holding my hair away, strand cascading around my face, despite being swiped away. It was always such, always impossible to control.

I stop to gain my bearings, the wind rustling the leaves around me, serpentine whispers that utter my name. I shiver, as I am only clothed in slacks and a thin top, and rub my arms for warmth, listening for a betraying noise. "Fei... Fei..." I shake my head, trying to block out the unearthly sound, but cannot. "Where am I Wufei… Can you find me?" I stop dead, listening for his voice again, absolutely still as I search the wind for more clues, but it dies away, leaving me alone. I tread more carefully through the debris littering the forest floor, completely blind. Moonlight filters dimly through the trees ahead and I quicken my pace. It's unexpected when the tree line vanishes behind me, and I halt, bewildered.

The glade I have emerged in is lit with moonlight from above, gilding the small spring-fed pool with silver. I look around, knowing that he's here, but it's still too dim for my eyes to see properly. A movement in the pool catches my attention as a form rises from it and perches on a boulder that rests partially in the water. Liquid light drips from the slim figure, each line of their-- his-- body gleaming.

"Duo?" My voice seems small to me, and hesitant, afraid that if I speak too loudly the vision before me will vanish into the night again. He turns to me, and beckons, slipping back into the pool gracefully. I walk towards him, then stop again as he speaks. "Just you. Nothing else. No clothes or inhibitions."

I catch my breath, still as stone before my hands rise to my chest, stripping away buttons. The fabric parts and cool wind caresses my skin, raising goose bumps on my arms. I let the garment fall from my shoulders, undoing my belt and letting that drop as well. My jeans pool on the ground, and I step out of them, fingers already hooked in the waist of my last defence. I swallow, and let loose my pride, stripping away the cotton boxers, and leaving them with my jeans. Vulnerable, I stride towards the pool, and watch as he glides away from the shore, sylph-like, his hair floating on the water like a cloak to cover his form from my eyes. I wade into the frigid water, biting my lip against the late October temperature, and dive under, moving towards his pale legs, which are visible in the underwater murk, seemingly illuminated from within. When I surface, he is just out of reach, and smiling at me, neither welcoming nor threatening. It's the final step I must take, to risk everything and let my guard down to him, or to lose this chance forever. I stare into his unguarded eyes, searching for a sign of malice, and find none. My eyes narrow for a moment, then widen again when I realize that he trusts me, trusts the world implicitly, and step forward in reaction, arms pulling him to me and gathering him close. "Masaka... You trusting fool..." He chuckles, looking up as he runs one hand through my wet locks of hair. "Looks good on you, Fei."

I return his comment with a smile, and cover lips that are tinged violet with mine, seeking to warn the delicate flesh. The water laps at our skin as he leans against me, giving up control to me, and I take it gratefully, deepening our embrace as my tongue seeks entrance to his mouth. The inside is warm, such a contrast to the cold that surrounds us, and I shiver again in reflex. His hands are wound in my hair, his grasp unyielding. I bite his lip softly, enough to shock him into releasing me for air, and chuckle as he touches the offended skin with his fingers, eyes accusing. The look soon flees as I nip the side of his neck, working down the pale column, and paying tribute to frail seeming collar bones, wiping away drops of water that cling to the slick skin. A moan escapes his lips and I slip farther down, the water lapping at my neck, the pebbled nipple under my lips and tongue chilled, skin taut over it. His fingers tug on my hair, urging me to stand and I grant his wish, capturing his lips again. Our tongues tangle and duel, his arms wrapping about my neck to lift himself, slim thighs wrapping around my waist and ankles locked behind my back. Duo's erection is pressed against my stomach, and I clench my muscles, feeling my skin slide against it. An answering moan tells me how much he enjoys it. I repeat the action and his legs loosen, letting him slide down my torso slightly, the tip of my arousal nudging his ass. So close, and yet so far... I break the kiss, lips trailing down his neck and suck on a pulse point, raising a wine red bruise on the pale skin. He moves against me, trying to get the friction he needs on his shaft and I laugh, my hands holding his hips still. He whines in disappointment, glaring at me, and I smirk, leaning back slightly into the water. Duo glares down at me, trying to thrust despite the restraint of my hands, and I bite his shoulder in reprisal. "Hold still." The pain shocked him as I had hoped, and I take advantage of that to thrust upwards into him. Duo hisses in pain, but I kiss it away, holding absolutely still.

"I... tai... Wufei..." He grits out, tears in his eyes that are quickly kissed away as well.

"Hush." He glares at me, then quiets when I slid one hand between us to pump his erection, slowly beginning to thrust in time with the movement of my hand. Duo bites his lip, holding back a moan of pleasure-pain. I search for that spot, changing my angle slightly, and smile when he moans again, arching against me. "Nnngh..." I kiss his neck, the pace of my movements increasing. He feels like wet silk encasing me, a groan wrung from my throat as his lips latch onto my neck, sucking hard.

The water splashes against us, violent ripples stirred up by our movements. Steam rises off our overheated skin and dances in the air before dispersing. His hair is tangled around us like ropes, binding us together. Duo's breathing is ragged, his body clinging a bit tighter to mine as he tenses, on the brink of orgasm. He's long since given up on holding his moans, instead filling the night air with his sexual song. I smile, the tip of my thumb running up the slit on the head of his erection and sending him over the edge. His seed splashes onto my abdomen, almost scalding compared to the frigid water that washes it away. The sensation, as well as him clenching down on me drives me to my own release.

I spill myself within him clutching him close, head resting on his shoulder, him slumped against me. It's almost silent in the glade, the quiet broken only by our rough breathing and the occasional call of night birds. I raise my head and gently lift him off me, dunking myself under the water to clear my mind. When I surface, Duo's swimming back to the shore. "Last one back to the house is the other's slave for a week!" He calls, hauling himself up onto the rock and grabbing his clothes. I laugh, and go under again. Being Duo's slave wouldn't be too bad...