Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Runaway ❯ Runaway Ch 5 ( Chapter 5 )

Title: Runaway
Author: Moffit (mofitstar@yahoo.com)
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Disclaimer: Only this story belongs to me.
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 1x2, 2x4, 3x4 (implied)
Warnings: Evil Duo. Murder of a Pilot(s) and Original Character(s). Extreme Quatre Torture. Switching pov's.
NCS in story, none this part.
Feedback: Printed, posted on wall, and worshipped daily.
Note: Was listening to 'Brackish' by Kittie & 'Slave to the Grind' by SkidRow while writing this, mostly for the beat. ;)

LEMON in this part, dedicated to Presser! (cuz he likes my lemons. ^^)

Chapter 5


Quatre groaned. Wincing, he tried to sit up. Then he flopped back down and glared above him at the trunk lid, which he couldn't really see in the darkness anyway. Although, the pain in his head was almost nothing compared to the pain he felt in lower regions. He tried to stretch out, and was happier than he'd been in a long while when he found that his legs weren't tied together anymore. He'd only straightened them a few inches before running into the side of the car, but he didn't care. It was more than he'd had yesterday.

Now if can just get this off too… Quatre tried once more to get the gag off. He was practically clawing at his face trying to get some leeway. He dropped his hands again in defeat. The damn thing was just too tight. It was like a horse having a bit in its mouth, it dug so far into his jaw. He could taste old blood in one corner.

Quatre almost knocked his head against the side of the car when it came to an abrupt stop. He could both hear
and feel as first one, then another car door slammed shut.

"How's this look, Heero? A real Mom and Pop's Diner!"

"Hn."

Quatre's eyes widened. He frantically began kicking the side of the car, only to stop after a few times to gasp in pain. The sharp movement aggravated his injury painfully. Blinking away a tear, Quatre tried using his fists on the roof of the trunk.

"Do you hear something, Duo?"

"Sure I do Heero. I hear the call of food! C'mon before they close and we have to go to a drive-thru!"

Quatre screamed in frustration. The effect would have been more impressive if he didn't have something digging into his mouth.

**beepbeepbeep**

He jumped, then looked down at his pants, which were emitting the annoyingly loud noise. My beeper! He
quickly dug his fingers into his pocket and pulled out the little black instrument, almost dropping it twice. He blinked at the light as it lit up with a message.

##Where are you? - Trowa##

Quatre's heart started pounding. Trowa was looking for him! He quickly scrolled through the ready-made
replies he had to choose from, wishing his beeper had come with a keypad. Selecting one, he waited anxiously
for Trowa to reply.

***

Trowa looked down at the beeper in his hand as it went off.

##Emergency##

Raising an eyebrow, Trowa quickened his steps to his car. He was on his way to the store where he'd bought
his and Quatre's beepers. He hadn't heard from Quatre in quite a while, and when he'd called his boyfriend's
house he got the disturbing reply that they thought Quatre had been with him.

Climbing in and starting the car, Trowa took off.

***

Heero peered over his menu at Duo. The other teen had been acting much happier lately. He was getting weirder, too. When before he would mostly leave Heero alone unless he was talking, now Duo was practically
playing footsie with him under the table.

Heero wasn't sure what to think. On one hand, his mind was griping about personal space being invaded. On the
other hand, Little Heero didn't seem to mind much at all.

"I'll have the pancakes," Duo told the waitress.

"Pancakes?" Heero asked.

"Well, yeah," Duo grinned at the waitress, "I'm sure at this time of night nobody wants to be here forever
cleaning everything needed for one of the dinners."

"Hn. Same for me then."

While the waitress took their menus and walked off with their orders, Duo sipped his coffee and eyed Heero speculatively. Heero was giving no outward signs that he even acknowledged Duo's foot playing with the hem of his jeans. At least Heero wasn't thwapping him for it. More drastic measures were needed, he decided.

Heero felt Duo's foot back away from his own and had a mild sense of loss. Stop that! he told himself sternly.

He looked up from his milk in time to catch a wicked grin on Duo's face. He barely had time to wonder why
Duo was looking at him like that, before he felt Duo's foot come back to his leg, this time sans shoe.

Duo smirked at the look of surprise on Heero's face as his foot crept up the other teen's pantleg. He looked out the window and acted like nothing was going on.

Heero let his breath out in a whoosh of air as Duo's foot caressed his calf. While Little Heero had been faintly interested before, he was now perking up at the new turn of events. He squirmed in his seat, wishing he'd worn shorts so he could feel that foot…

Duo apparently didn't need Heero to be in shorts for him to move his foot further up Heero's leg. He sipped
his coffee distractedly while he gazed out the window. I should get around to feeding Quatre sometime… Maybe I'll get a doggie bag.

Duo's foot had just crawled into Heero's lap by the time the waitress had returned with their order. Heero
choked on his milk as Duo's toes curled around his crotch, squeezing gently.

"Are you ok?" the waitress asked.

"Uh- y-yes.. I'm fine," Heero replied as Duo snorted from across the table. Heero shot Duo a look that clearly said, Knock that off or omae o korosu!

"Alright then, I'll just refill your drinks. Y'all let me know if you need anything." Duo watched as Heero blushed. Aww.. I bet he's never had someone's foot in his lap before.

Heero quickly tried to finish his meal without thrusting into Duo's foot.

***

Trowa jumped out of the car and almost ran into the beeper store. The owner was about to shoo him out because they were closing, but Trowa quickly stopped him by waving a $50 bill in the air.

"I need to track a beeper I bought here, this is an emergency."

The man's eyes were glued to the money waving in his face. "Sure thing, dude. What's the number?"

Trowa smirked inwardly as the man jumped behind the counter and started bringing up the appropriate program on his computer. He told the man the number, and watched as his fingers practically flew across the keyboard.

"Got it!" the man exclaimed after a minute. "Damn, this is pretty far from here."

"Is it moving?"

"No, right now it's staying in the same area. Whoever stole it must have stopped for the night."

"Good. I need you to print out a map of where it's at right now." Trowa placed the $50 bill on the counter,
and his respect for the other man went up a notch for his patience as he printed and gave the map to Trowa
before snatching it up.

"Nice doing business with you," the man waved as Trowa left the store and climbed back into his black Jeep.

"Hmm," Trowa muttered, "This *is* pretty far from here. It'll take me about a day to get to Quatre, and
that's if he doesn't go anywhere."

***

Duo had barely gotten to the car before Heero grabbed his shoulder and whipped him around. "Wha-"

He was quickly silenced as Heero's mouth descended on his, the other teen's arms coming up on either side of
him to keep him from going anywhere. As if I'd want to leave this delicious spot I've gotten myself into.

He groaned as Heero's body pinned him to the car roughly. He could feel Heero's erection straining from his tight jeans as he rubbed up against Duo suggestively.

Heero broke the kiss to look up at the slightly taller teen he was pressing himself up against.

"I want you," he said succinctly.

Duo grinned and rolled his hips against Heero. "I think that's pretty obvious." Duo glanced back at the diner, which had by now been shut down for the night. Seeing the upper levels that housed the owners, he knew he didn't have to worry about anyone coming into the parking lot they were in, that was on the side of the building. The waitress had already left, waving at them as she turned around the street corner.

"You want to take me right here and now, don't you, Heero? You'd like to fuck me right here in this parking lot for anyone to see?" Duo emphasized his words with another roll of his hips. Heero groaned at the words and nodded, his eyes slipping shut at the wonderful friction Duo was causing.

His eyes popped back open as Duo opened the back door of the car and toppled backwards, pulling Heero with
him.

"Oomph!" Duo grimaced and elbowed his duffle bag onto the floor of the car. He scooted backwards onto the
backseat to give Heero more room.

Heero looked down at Duo lustily, then jerked his shirt over his head wordlessly.

Duo's eyes raked over Heero's chest, taking in the already erect nipples and the trail disappearing into Heero's jeans. He quickly started unbuttoning his jeans and shoved them down and off his legs, trying not to knock Heero to the floor as well.

Heero leaned down and caught Duo's lips again, tongue invading his mouth to sweep over every corner, licking
teasingly over Duo's palate.

Duo's eyes closed as Heero claimed his mouth thoroughly, one hand reaching for his duffle to unzip it and dig inside for the lube he knew was in there *somewhere*. Coming up triumphantly, he passed the lube to Heero.

Heero held himself up with one hand and used the other and his teeth to open the tube. Squeezing some out
onto his fingers, he looked down at Duo. "You sure?"

Duo ground his erection against Heero's jeans impatiently. "Of course I'm sure!" he said, and started working on the button to Heero's jeans with fumbling fingers. Unzipping Heero's pants quickly, he shoved them and the other teen's boxers down Heero's hips and gripped Heero's erection firmly.

Heero's arm was the only thing holding him up as Duo gave him a few quick pumps. Reaching down, Heero
brushed his fingers over Duo's entrance. Looking Duo in the eye, he inserted a finger and watched Duo's face for discomfort. Finding none, he quickly worked to stretch Duo.

Duo waited impatiently for Heero to finish prepping him. When he felt Heero working a third finger in, he caught Heero's attention by tweaking a nipple. "Enough. I'm ready."

Not needing any more encouragement, Heero grabbed the lube again and squeezed some out directly onto his
erection. Gasping at the coolness, he dropped the tube and quickly gave himself a few quick pumps, making
sure to slather the lube everywhere. Stopping before he accidentally brought himself off, he grabbed Little
Heero (who wasn't so little at the moment) and positioned himself at Duo's entrance.

Duo didn't give Heero the chance to enter slowly. Using a foot braced on the floor of the car, he raised himself to swallow Heero in one swift movement. Hissing at the slight burning sensation where he hadn't been stretched enough, he looked up to see Heero with his eyes tightly shut.

Heero panted as he tried to adjust to Duo's tight heat. He had just barely started to get his breathing under control before Duo surged up again, snapping Heero's control. With his right foot braced next to Duo's on the car floor, he started thrusting hard into Duo.

"Oh god.." Duo threw his head back and pushed back against Heero, not caring that the door was still open and they each had a foot dangling outside, Heero's nearly touching the street. Heero grabbed Duo's right leg and tossed it over his shoulder, bringing his leg that wasn't on the floor up to kneel on the seat.

This adjusted the angle he entered Duo with, and allowed him to go even deeper. Duo's head thrashed back and forth, and his hands gripped Heero's shoulder and side tightly as Heero managed to hit his prostate with nearly every thrust.

Heero could feel his release coming quickly, and brought his right hand, still coated in lube to Duo's erection. Gripping Duo firmly, it only took a few pumps before Duo threw his head back and came with a strangled shout, seed splattering all over his black shirt and hitting his chin.

Heero gave into his own orgasm, still thrusting roughly as he pounded his seed into Duo's sweet ass. Collapsing onto Duo in exhaustion, he grinned when Duo patted his bared ass fondly.

***

Quatre glowered. He was just glad the car had stopped bouncing. He knew what those two had been up to, and
had just barely avoided having his head knock into the trunk lid with every bounce.

*beepbeepbeep*

Looking down at the beeper he had in his hand, he quickly turned off the alarm before Duo could hear it.

##On my way. - Trowa##

Thank Allah.. he thought, then lay down to try getting some sleep before those two went at it again.