Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Please Teacher ❯ Chapter 1

“Mr. Merquise?” Duo Maxwell peeked into the darkened classroom. No movement. A yellow light filtered in from under the office door in the back of the room- tinny, barely bright enough to be a desk lamp. He advanced into the dim room, pushing the door open slowly to avoid its squeak. “Mr. Merquise? Are you there?” He'd come to get help on a paper. Father Maxwell insisted he do it. He could have sworn this was the afternoon he told the man… “Mr. Mer….” He stopped, straining to hear. And there it was again- a sound like a harsh breath being drawn. He crept toward the office door, angling himself to face where he knew the desk would be.

 

“Ahhh…”

 

Duo crouched behind one of the desks. His teacher was sprawled in the desk chair, head thrown back, legs spread wide. His platinum blonde hair cascaded down the back of the chair, back-lit and glowing like the gossamer of angels' wings. His face was twisted in what Duo could only guess was rapture- mouth open, eyes clenched shut. He could see the fine lines between the man's brows. One of his legs was hooked over the arm of the chair, the other stretched in front of him, foot hidden somewhere under the desk. His back arched, the muscles of his stomach taunt under the thin, white oxford cloth shirt. At his waist, the flaps on either side of his fly lay open, peeled back to make room for his cock, which was jutting proudly out from an exposed nest of curls. His hand massaged its length, moving up and down with deliberate slowness, teasing it to full hardness.

 

The tip of his cock was red and weeping, and he ran his thumb over it, smearing the pre-cum and fingering the slit. Then his breath would hitch and a small sigh or muffled curse would escape his open mouth.

 

Duo couldn't take his eyes off the sight before him.

 

“Ahh…” The quiet sound escaped Duo's lips as he watched and he clamped a hand over is mouth. He gave silent thanks to whatever God was out there when the man kept thrusting into his hand, shut off from the world around him, a sure sign that he hadn't been heard.

 

Duo's eyes slid closed as he relaxed again. Palming his growing hardness through the rough fabric of his pants, he bit his lip. He lightened the touches, making himself gasp, and decided he didn't really care if he was caught.

 

“Duo?” He pressed harder again, savoring the friction.

 

“Duo…”

 

A light touch passed across his forehead, brushing his bangs from his eyes. It sent shivers down his spine and he leaned into it, following the cold fingertips. The hand cupped his cheek, thumb running over his lips, and tilting his head upward. His eyes fluttered open.

 

“Mr….”

 

“Shh…” Zechs smiled at the boy kneeling before him. “You've been a bad boy Duo, snooping like that.” He smiled in a way that made Duo feel uneasy. At that moment, the man before him was a mere shadow of the person he thought he knew- more like a fallen angel than a higher being. He put out a hand, helping Duo unsteadily to his feet. “Let's go into the office. No one will hear us there.”

 

“But Mr. Merquise-“

 

“Please call me Zechs.” He pulled Duo into the office and shut the door soundly. Leaning against his desk, he motioned for the boy to take a seat in his chair. “Now Duo, do you have any idea what a naughty boy you are?” He didn't wait for a response. “You should be punished for your actions.”

 

“But Zechs-“

 

Zechs lifted the boy's chin to face him. “No worries, my pet. I'll take care of you.”

 

Duo smiled uncertainly, not knowing what was going to happen next.

 

Zechs moved closer to Duo, smiling in that mysterious way again. “We should take care of this,” He ran his hand down the boy's chest and stomach, stopping at the bulge in his pants, “while we're at it.”

 

Duo's eyes widened in surprise. He could feel himself getting harder at the older man's touch. “Zechs…” He hoped to high heaven that the blonde man would touch him the way he touched himself earlier.

 

“Duo?” Blue violet eyes met blue grey ones. “I'm going to need you take off your belt.”

 

“But Zechs-“

 

“No buts. I did say you would be punished, and punished you shall be. I wouldn't want to be thought a liar.” He looked at the younger boy sagely, as if he'd just explained everything.

 

Duo stood and undid his belt, handing it to Zechs, who eyed it appreciatively. A good leather belt. Perfect.

 

“Now Duo. In order for this to work, I need you to trust me. Will you do that for me?”

 

Duo looked at his teacher, eyes flicking to the belt for only a moment before returning to his face. Zechs was backlit, his hair hanging around him, framing him in a golden glow. He eyed the belt again. “Will it hurt?”

 

Zechs barely refrained from laughing, saying instead, “No it won't.”

 

Duo blushed, hands clasped in front of him. He hadn't thought Zechs would hurt him. “…I trust you.”

 

Zechs couldn't hold himself back any longer after this comment. He tilted Duo's head so the boy was looking at him. He leaned down and kissed the boy softly. “I'm very glad to hear that.” You have no idea how happy that makes me, he thought to himself. He kissed the boy again, hand cupping his face, surprised this time to find the boy kissing back. He ran his tongue over Duo's bottom lip, asking entrance form those pink, pouty lips, and it was granted.

 

Duo gasped when he felt Zech's tongue enter his mouth, inadvertently allowing more room for his explorations. It was like an electrical shock when he felt the other man's tongue touch his own. The sensations were overwhelming. He wound his hands in Zechs' long blonde hair, seeking more feeling, more touches, more… something. He never wanted it to end.

 

Zechs broke off, panting and slightly flushed. Duo was a vision- his hair mussed, braid coming undone. His lips were red and swollen from their kissing. His eyes were glazed with passion.

 

“Did you like what you saw, Duo?”

 

“Yes, Zechs….”

 

He ran a hand through his hair, trying to get it out of his face. It was amusing how shy the boy could be, especially after that kiss.

 

“Zechs?” Duo snuck a peak at his teacher through his bangs. He was leaning against the desk, arms folded across his broad chest.

 

“You don't have to be so shy, Duo.” He pushed off the desk, closing the gap between them once more. “Your feelings are nothing to be ashamed of.” Zechs pulled the boy to him, holding him. He kissed his lips, then along his jaw, then his ear. He licked at the crevices and folds, ran his teeth lightly along the outer shell down to the lobe where he pulled slightly.

 

“You are absolutely beautiful.” He breathed the words into Duo's ear and the boy shivered slightly in response. He continued his trail of kisses downward, letting his hands roam.

 

Duo let his eyes slip closed under the assault of sensation. Zechs' touches and constant kisses were slowly driving him out of his mind. He cried out when Zechs sucked at the junction of his neck and shoulder. He could feel his shirt being unbuttoned and he didn't care. Just so long as the touches didn't stop… “Oh Zechs…”

 

He smiled and continued licking a path across Duo's collarbone. When Zechs got his shirt undone, he let his had run over the flat panes of Duo's chest and stomach. He left a trail of butterfly kisses down the slight cleft in his chest before moving to lick one of the pink nipples. He rubbed the other with his hand, lightly at first, making circular motions, then rolled it between his fingers when it became a hardened nub. The one in his mouth he grasped with his teeth, pulling lightly. Duo cried out and fisted his hands in Zechs' hair. Zechs smiled against the boy's soft skin, licking and soothing the nub before biting again. He switched his attentions to the other one, letting his hand wander lightly lower over the quivering muscles of Duo's stomach.

 

When his hand reached the waist of Duo's pants, he stopped and looked up at the boy from his knees. “Duo?” The boy looked down at him, his eyes hooded slits of blue-violet, hand still fisted in his hair. He panted, red lips open and swollen. “Do you want more Duo?” He almost whispered the last part. The boy was unconsciously sensual. It was all Zechs could do to not take him right then and there. He licked at Duo's naval, making the boy moan. “Answer me, Duo.” He undid the button at the top of his pants. “What do you want?”

 

He could almost see Duo's resistance crumble. “I… Oh God, Zechs. Please? I want… Oh please…”

 

“Do you want more Duo?” Zechs took the zipper between his teeth and pulled gently.

 

“Ah! Oh god… Yes! Please? More Zechs… More… Please?” The last of Duo's resistance broke and the words flooded out. He forgot Father Maxwell's warnings and sermons. He forgot society's views. It was suddenly just him and Zechs. Him wanting so badly anything and everything Zechs would give him. He could feel the warm breath on his dick as Zechs pulled the zipper down with his teeth. He looked down and then couldn't look away. Zechs kneeling before him was the hottest thing he'd ever seen. He could feel himself straining against the confines of his pants and boxers.

 

“Nnnn… Zechs. Oh Zechs…” The name came spilling from his lips like a mantra when he felt the lips close on him through the fabric of his boxers, mouthing him. Teeth grazed along the bulge and he never noticed when his pants were pulled down to his ankles.

 

Zechs stopped his ministrations, hands braced on either side of Duo's hips to keep him from thrusting. “Duo. I want you to strip for me. Take off your pants and boxers and come here when I tell you.” He stood and backed up to the desk. His hands shook slightly and he tried to get himself back under control as he searched blindly for the belt and a bottle of lotion. His eyes never left the boy in front of him. He wasn't graceful or practiced about it, but he was eager, so much so that he didn't even bother to take off his shoes or shirt before looking to Zechs for approval. Zechs smiled slow and seductive and he unzipped his own pants before motioning for Duo to come to him.

 

He pulled the boy to him, kissing him hard. Their lengths met for the first time, causing them both to gasp and break away. The white button down shirt still hung onto one of Duo's shoulders and had slipped down his other one, giving him a deliciously rumpled appearance. But no matter how sexy it was to Zechs, he knew it may be uncomfortable for the boy later. “Loose the shirt too.” Duo shrugged his shoulders, the tanned skin contrasting with the white, and it fluttered softly to the ground, forgotten.

 

Zechs grasped the belt in one hand and pulled the boy to him by his wrist with the other. “I need you to hold your hands out for me.” He kissed Duo hard as he obeyed. Marveling at the expanse of skin before him, he let his fingertips trail down Duo's chest, eliciting shivers, before he tied the hands before him with the belt. He tugged at the leather confines briefly before pulling the boy flush against him. He could feel Duo's penis trapped between them, against his stomach. The boy's fingers brushed his hip and threaded themselves through the hair around his cock, touching his sensitive manhood teasingly. “Is it too tight for you?” He asked, kissing the skin behind Duo's ear.

 

Duo's voice was breathy and soft as he replied. “No…. Just right.'

 

Zechs smiled, nuzzling the boy's cheek. “Good.”

 

Zechs dropped to his knees in one swift movement. He placed his hand around the base of Duo's cock, centering the blushing head before him. It was already wet and leaking pre-cum and he closed his mouth around it, sucking lightly. Duo cried out, trying to thrust into his mouth, but he used his other hand to steady the boy.

 

“Duo.” He let it slip from his mouth, saliva glistening in the dim light. “No matter what I do, I don't want you to move until I tell you, and I don't want you to make a sound.” He met Duo's half closed eyes and the boy nodded in return. Zechs saw him bite his lip as he took the head back into his mouth. His other hand moved from the boy's hip, trailing lightly down his pale white thigh. He massaged the boy's sac, the jewels inside heavy with passion. Duo spread his legs wider and Zechs groaned around the cock in his mouth. He squirted a generous amount of lotion onto his fingers and reached back to spread the cleft, exposing Duo's entrance. He sucked harder as he ran a finger around the entrance, slicking it as best he could before pushing one of the fingers past the tight ring of muscle. When he had two fingers in, he stood and kissed Duo again.

 

Duo could taste himself on Zechs' lips and it only served to make him harder. He wrapped a hand around Zech's thick shaft, pumping it a few times as best he could with his arms tied.

 

Zechs moaned into his mouth as they continued to kiss. When he pulled back, he with drew his fingers from the boy. Duo moaned at the loss and Zechs hushed him with a brief kiss.

 

Zechs stepped away from the boy, saying, “I want you to turn around now Duo. I want you to brace yourself against the desk and spread your legs for me.”

 

Duo nodded slightly and turned around to do what he was told. He looked back over his shoulder at the blonde man, his round ass raised in the air, eyes half lidded. His braid fell over his shoulder, hanging in front of him. “Like this?”

Zechs groaned at the sight. He slathered his hardened member with lotion, and moved to stand behind the boy, positioning the head at the prepped entrance. “Are you ready for me Duo?”

 

Duo nodded, not trusting his voice, and bowed his back, raising his ass higher into the air. Zechs gripped the slim hips and pushed past the tight ring of muscle, letting himself sink in slowly. When he was fully seated he ran his hand lightly over Duo's back, giving the boy time to adjust. He needed the time as well- the tight sheath of muscle gripped his cock, the heat of the passage seared him. He needed to regain some of his control before he could continue.

 

Wrapping an arm around Duo's slim waist, Zechs leaned across the braided boy's back to whisper in his ear. “Do you want me to move, Duo?” He pulled out slightly and shoved in again, causing the boy to gasp.

 

Duo gripped the table as Zechs moved again, teasingly. He could feel the vibrations in Zechs' chest when the man spoke in his ear. He could feel the feather light touch of the palm of a hand running in circles over his stomach, always just barely managing to miss his cock. The zipper of Zech's pants rubbed roughly across the sensitive skin of his and when he shoved back against the older man, trying to feel it deeper, to find more friction.

 

Zechs tightened his grip on the boy's hip, using the other arm to pull them even closer together. “I want you to say it, Duo.” The boy shivered as the cool breath washed over his heated skin. “Do you want me to move, to thrust into your willing body, to give it to you deeper, harder, as you cry for more?”

 

Duo's cock surged at the whispered words. “Oh yes….” A strangled cry was torn from his throat as Zechs moved again.

 

“I'll take care of you,” He soothed. “Don't you worry about a thing.” He thrust in again and again, slowly starting to build a pace.

 

Duo cried out when Zechs angled his hips, pushing deeper into the tight channel. He couldn't get enough of the feeling, of being spread and filled. Zechs' dick was long and it seared his nerves as he was thrust into, turning his blood to liquid fire.

 

Zechs angled his hips again, seeking to claim every inch of the beautiful boy beneath him. When Duo practically screamed, Zechs lined up and hit the spot again.

 

“Oh Gods… Zechs! Oh please… Give it to me. Ahh! Just like that, yea, Oh please. Zechs…” He met the older man's thrusts with abandon, crying out and cursing and pleading every time he hit that spot deep inside him, making him see white. There was nothing but pleasure; nothing but the cock that pounded into him over and over. Nothing but Zechs, whom he begged for more. He panted for more, knowing he was close, so close, but to what he couldn't say. He needed something…

 

Zechs could feel the tension in the boy, could feel him getting close to the climax they both so desperately sought. He reached around to grasp Duo's cock, pumping it in time with his thrusts.

 

Duo's eyes flew open and the touch, starring blindly, breath coming in harsh gasps. He could feel his balls tightening, knew he was going to cum, but he couldn't find the words to warn the older man. He came with a cry, his essence spilling from his body, spattering the desk and floor and Zechs' hand, the older man's name on his lips.

 

“Zechs…” He felt the boy tighten around him, heard the whispered word. The last shreds of his control were shattered and he pounded into the boy twice, three times, before he climaxed, spilling his seed into Duo's passage, the spasms of muscle milking him until there was nothing left.

 

Zechs let himself slump to the floor, arms wrapped around the boy, bringing him with him. He held him there, {in/on} his lap, Duo's arms still tied and wrapped around his own neck in return, even as he could feel the various fluids of their love making cooling on {their/his} skin. Nuzzling Duo's ear, Zechs heard him sigh contentedly and wrap his arms tighter around his neck.

 

“Zechs?” Duo asked stirring for the first time since Zechs had pulled him to sit on his lap.

 

“Yes, Duo?”

 

“What am I supposed to call you during class?”

 

Duo's warm breath tickled his neck when he asked this and Zechs took a moment before answering, “How about Sir?”

 

Duo turned his head, looking up at the older man's beautiful face. “Sir?” He toyed with a loch of blonde hair. “I think I could get used to calling you sir.” Zechs groaned, attempting to focus on the situation rather than the beauty in his lap, and steered them to a safer topic. “What was it you were supposed to see me about, Duo?” He ran his hand down the length of Duo's braid.

 

Duo sat up and stretched, trying to force his passion fogged brain to remember where he'd left it. “I was supposed to see you about my paper.” He smiled shyly at Zechs before leaning in and planting a chaste kiss on the older man's lips.

 

Zechs sighed at the mention of the paper, mischief sparkling in his eyes and pulled the boy close, so he was resting against his chest again. “How about you come back and we work on it again tomorrow?”

 

Duo laughed, smiling at his teacher. “Yes sir.”