Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Runaway ❯ Runaway Ch 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Title: Runaway

Author: Moffit (mofitstar@yahoo.com)

Archive: http://www.geocities.com/mofitstar/Runaway.html

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 worshiped daily. (you think I'm kidding...)

Chapter 10

Heero watched as Duo trailed the needle down Quatre's face to rest on the boy's lower lip. Changing the angle, Duo added more pressure and let the sharp tip of the needle scratch Quatre's lip as he dragged it down slowly. Quatre winced as a thin line of blood welled up and resisted the urge to lick at the wound. He wasn't so sure that Duo wouldn't stab his tongue with the needle.

Duo brought a hand up in what looked to Heero like a caress along Quatre's neck. Duo's eyes narrowed as he located the vein in the blonde's neck. "Heero, come hold him still." Heero came up behind Quatre and wrapped his arms lightly around Quatre's waist, watching Duo with carefully concealed wariness. Duo rubbed his thumb over a spot on the boy's neck, then quickly plunged the needle in.

Heero felt Quatre give a slight jerk and tightened his grip on the boy automatically. Quatre's eyes closed as the serum burned through him, and could feel his heart-rate elevate almost immediately. Heero looked at Duo from behind Quatre. "What was that?"

"Something I cooked up a while ago. While it's in your system you feel no pain. Instead, what would feel like pain registers as pleasure. It doesn't last long though." Duo leaned close to whisper softly in Quatre's ear, "About an hour after being injected your pain receptors are extra sensitive and what felt good even seconds before, will feel like absolute Hell." Duo gave Quatre a Cheshire smile as he pulled away, watching the boy's eyes widen in shock.

Heero was... intrigued. Quatre could feel no pain? As a test, he pinched the blonde boy on the arm, hard. Quatre gave a little sigh and closed his eyes again, but didn't cry out. Heero circled around to Quatre's front, Duo moving out of the way to watch Heero gleefully. Heero leaned in close to Quatre's face and watched for a reaction as he tried again, this time pinching Quatre's side. Quatre squirmed a bit and seemed as though he couldn't make up his mind to try backing away or not.

Duo came back up behind Heero and reached his arms around the teen's sides. He placed a Bowie knife he'd grabbed from the loft in Heero's right hand and grabbed the hem of Quatre's shirt with the other. Catching hold of Heero's hand, Duo guided the blade to start slicing away the shirt, which had become wrinkled and slightly dank from Quatre's sweat from his time in Duo's trunk. The knife sliced cleanly through the soft material all the way up each of the boy's arms, until the shirt was sliced off completely.

The two teens stepped back as one and admired Quatre in their own way. /He's beautiful,/ Heero thought, as his eyes wandered over Quatre's lightly muscled form. Duo guided Heero's hand to rest the knife on Quatre's shoulder. "Go ahead. He'll love it when he feels it cut into his skin, I promise," Duo whispered into Heero's ear.

Heero's breath sped up and he watched Quatre's face, stared at the boy's closed eyes. His hand trembled a little, then his grip firmed and he trailed the knife lightly down Quatre's shoulder and collar bone. It was hardly what one would call deep, but Heero found himself fascinated when Quatre let out a low moan.

"See?" Duo said. "If you can make him feel that good just with a little scratch, what happens when you..." Heero looked down at Duo's hand, which was running up and down his arm seductively. He watched as Duo guided his hand back up to slice cleanly through the skin on Quatre's chest. Quatre's head jerked up, gasping, and gazed at Heero with eyes glazed over with lust.

Heero's eyes widened as Quatre leaned forward into his hand, trying to get more of the feeling. Duo smirked and lifted a hand to twist the blonde's right nipple savagely, eyes lighting up as Quatre's eyes drooped half-closed and his jaw dropped open slightly.

Duo leaned into Heero, pressing the other boy into Quatre, who tried to rub his hips against Heero's for friction. Heero suppressed a groan and squeezed his eyes shut, feeling a shiver run up his spine as Quatre pressed against him from the front and Duo ground into him from behind. /What is wrong with me!?/ Quatre was panicking even as he strove for more of the feelings the two boys were evoking from him. A tear, unnoticed, trailed down his face and fell to the floor.

tbc