Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Sugar & Whips ❯ Chapter 16 ( Chapter 16 )

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Author's Note:  Well, here we are. Part two of the lemon. I hope you enjoy.

 

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Lemon Warning!!!!!!

Sugar and Whips

Part 16

Treize put down the string of anal beads he was still holding in his hand and turned off be vibrator. Zechs breathed a quiet sigh of relief, while his master reached between his spread thighs, and slowly and gently eased the slender toy from his body.

After setting the device aside the duke began to remove the leather cuffs from Zechs' wrists. As soon as one hand was free the blond reached down between his legs, desperate to remove the restraining ring from around his throbbing erection.

“No!” Treize told him sternly. “Don't touch what's not yours to touch. Your body belongs to me now, remember,” he warned. “And don't you dare to cum before I give you permission, or you really will be in trouble.”

Zechs groaned in frustration, but much to his master's satisfaction, removed his fingers from his shaft without argument.

“Very good,” The duke pressed a brief kiss onto the blonde's heated forehead before releasing his other wrist as well. Sitting on the side of the bed, he ran his fingertips over the sensitive skin on the inside of the young man's thighs.

“Spread your legs further,” he commanded. “There is no reason to hide any part of this beautiful body of yours. I want to see all of it.”

Zechs' already flushed cheeks turned even darker, even as he complied.

His master's fingers brushed over the tip of his erection, wiping away traces of sticky semen before finally moving deeper to slip off the cock ring.

Zechs could have come right then and there, just from that friction alone, but with his master's warning fresh in his mind he tried as hard as he could to suppress the urge. His fingers clawed at the sheets beneath him. Desperate sounds broke from his lips as the duke fondled his heavy, silky balls; cupping and squeezing them teasingly. Then those fingers closed around his throbbing arousal, stroking it slowly and softly.

Zechs moaned in protest. How much longer is he going to torture me?

The quiet rattling of chains suddenly reminded him of something his pleasure clouded mind had almost forgotten. They were not alone in the room. His head snapped around, and once again his eyes met those of Wufei. The younger man was watching him, wide-eyed and seemingly awestruck.

“Are you ready, little pet?” the duke purred.

Ready? … I can't… can't possibly in front of… I….

“It's alright,” the master assured him, as though he was reading his mind. His hand was still stroking Zechs' firm shaft, using the blonde's own seemed for lubrication. “Close your eyes if you must. You may come now, whenever you are ready.”

Wait…I …. , Zechs wanted to protest, but the last rational thoughts quickly escaped his mind under his master's talented fingers. He arched his back, his fingers clenching at the sheets, as he came with a horse cry.

Trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm the young man collapsed onto the bed spent, barely aware that the duke was cleaning the sticky mess he had made from his belly before pulling a blanket over his nude body.

“Rest now,” the master breathed into his ear. “You did well, my fair-haired pet. I'm very pleased.”

Zechs never even moved as Treize rose from the bed and disappeared into the bathroom to clean himself off.

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“I'm sorry, little dragon,” the duke apologized as he returned a few minutes later. “I didn't mean to make you wait for so long. I hope you didn't feel neglected.” He gazed at the figure on the bed. “It will take him some time to recover, so it's just you and me now.”

If this was supposed to comfort Wufei it wasn't working. The young man watched guardedly as Treize walked to the other side of the room.

The duke unhooked the chains that restrained Wufei's arms, extended them by a good two feet and then secured them again to the heavy ring in the wall. He paused to pick up a blindfold from a shelf before he walked over to the young man.

“Hold still,” he ordered as he covered Wufei's eyes with the felt-lined leather-blindfold and secured it behind his head. “The human body is quite amazing,” He remarked in a very casually tone of voice. “When deprived of one of its senses, it responds by amplifying the others, did you know that? In other words, being blindfolded will make you more sensitive to touch.”

The mask left Wufei in total blackness. He could only rely on his ears to figure out what the duke was doing. He could hear footsteps as the man walked away, then came back and stopped behind him.

“Lean forward!” The command was reinforced by a firm hand pushing against his lower back.

Grinding his teeth Wufei reluctantly complied. By the ancestors, you are so going to pay for this, Otto!

Treize smiled softly as he beheld the young man's nude body. His rump was smooth and firm. He slowly spread those perfectly shaped buttocks and squeezed a generous amount of lubricant onto the small puckering hole he found there. “Shall we begin?”

Wufei clenched his fist as a slender, slick finger circled his anus. Then the finger disappeared and something smooth and rounded was pressed against his entrance.

The duke paused for a moment before pushing the little bead through his sphincter. Wufei could barely stop himself from gasping. He felt his body close around the invader.

Treize waited for his pet to adjust before he added a second bead and finally a third. “How does it feel?” he purred as he gently tugged at the nylon string.

Wufei couldn't answer, because he was pressing his teeth into his lower lip hard enough to taste blood. He tried to concentrate on the pain to distract himself, but it wasn't easy. He managed to keep himself from moaning, but he couldn't stop his body from responding. Much to his dismay he could feel himself getting hard as the duke continued his little game, slowly pushing the beads deeper into his body only to pull them out again little by little a few moments later.

“It feels good, doesn't it?” Treize whispered softly. “Tell me, why are you so afraid to admit that you are enjoying it.”

“I'm not… enjoying it.” Wufei pressed through his teeth, with as much conviction as he could master.

“Oh, really? But your body is telling a very different story.”

From the corner of his eyes the duke could see Zechs move on the bed. He turned his head and smiled at his pet. “I see you are back amongst the living.”

The blond blushed. “Master, may I get dressed?” he asked.

“Already?” his master sounded almost disappointed. “I have a better idea. Why don't you come over here and join us?”

Zechs swallowed. “That wasn't just a friendly suggestion, I suppose?”

Treize smiled even as he confirmed. “No, it wasn't.”

“I didn't think so.” The other man sighed.

“Come here, Zechs and kneel down,” the duke ordered.

Wufei could hear the sound of bare feet in the floor. They stopped directly in front of him. The other man was so close that he could almost feel his body heat, and suddenly he was grateful for the blindfold. Just the thought of the tall, fair-haired man kneeling at his feet, wearing not as much as a scrap of clothing, sent a rush of blood straight to his groin.

“Somehow I have the feeling our little dragon might respond a lot better to you then he does to me.” Treize remarked casually. “So, perhaps I'll just stand back and watch for a while, while the two of you have some fun.”

From the sound of his voice Wufei could tell that the duke had abandoned the position behind his back and was now standing somewhere next to his pet.

“Zechs, I'd like you to show us how talented you are with those gorgeous lips of yours.”

Zechs' head snapped around, eyes wide. “You want me to…?”

“Yes,” his master confirmed. “I'm sure this isn't your first time, is it? You surely must have had oral sex before.”

“Um…. Yes…” But not like this, and not in front of an audience. Zechs swallowed as he turned his head back toward Wufei. The young man's cock, rigid and engorged, was just at his eyelevel. As he gazed up he could see Wufei's chest raise and fall. He noticed the faint hue of crimson in the other pet's cheeks, and the fine sheen of sweat on his skin. His lips were pressed together, giving him a determined and somewhat stubborn expression.

“Go ahead, we don't have all night.” His master's voice was encouraging and demanding at the same time.

Zechs swallowed again as he slowly reached out. For a few moments he was just holding the firm shaft in his hand. He could feel it pulsate beneath hid fingertips with every rush of blood. The blond wet his lips. Alright, here we go!

Wufei gasped as a pair of full, hot lips suddenly covered the tip of his throbbing shaft. He shivered in delight as Zechs took him deeper into his mouth. The hot wetness that enveloped him was almost enough to push him over the edge.

“Zechs, hold it.”

The young man pulled back, puzzled. “Master?”

“I can barely see anything,” the duke complained. “Let's move this to the bed where the light is much better.”

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Still blindfolded and slightly disoriented Wufei was being led to the bed, where his wrists were secured to the frame with the same chains used earlier on Zechs. By now he was almost convinced that the duke was trying to drive him mad and this new delay was just another one of his tactics. Why else would he have stopped Zechs after bringing him so close to fulfillment?

“Do I need to tie up your legs as well, or will you behave… like a good little pet should?” Soft fingertips brushed against the inside of his thighs but stopped short of touching where he needed it most.

The young man shivered. “I… I'll behave,” he promised.

“Excellent. Well then, he is all yours, Zechs.”

Wufei could smell roses and sandalwood as the duke leaned over him and breathed into his ear. “Enjoy yourself, little dragon.”

He felt the mattress beneath himself shift as Zechs settled down between his spread thighs. Soft tendrils of hair tickled his abdomen as the blond dipped his head and let his tongue swirl around the weeping tip of Wufei's' manhood, alternating between licking and sucking the firm shaft.

Wufei arched up, whimpering softly, shivering. It felt so good. It seemed that the duke was right and that his body really was compensating for his lack of vision by making him more sensitive.

“Don't stop, please… more…” he breathed.

The blond smiled softly. Those sweet sounds send a rush of blood straight into his groin. Was it really him who was making the young man squirm and beg like that? That realization surprised and amazed him at the same time. He suddenly remembered something Trowa had said: `Zechs, I can take you to heaven and back if you let me.'
His smile turned into a playful smirk. Let`s see if I can take you to heaven too, little dragon.

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Oh god, how stunning they are together. Zechs' pale skin and long, silvery tresses stood in sharp contrast to the younger man's golden tan and raven hair. Like day and night, Treize thought. And yet they are complimenting one another so beautifully.

He was not surprised to see that Wufei seemed much more relaxed around Zechs. It was common for pets to be more at ease with each other. His decision to stand back and watch from afar had definitely been the right one.

The duke had settled down in a comfortable chair by the window, from where he had a perfect view of the bed, with a glass on champagne. The sight was quite enjoyable and not to mention arousing. His hand slid down between his legs and pressed against the bulge that had formed in his trousers. He stroked himself through the fabric of the pants as he continued to watch the scene.

One of Zechs hands had slowly made its way between the other pet's buttocks. One long finger traced the cleft between those firm globes. A soft cry escaped Wufei as that finger pressed against his hot entrance, and he instinctively tried to close his legs.

“Don't!” the blond reprimanded firmly. “Keep them open, unless you want me to stop right now.”

Treize chuckled softly. My, my, I had no idea you had such a dominating streak in you, my dear Zechs.

Wufei whimpered in protest but complied. Satisfied Zechs smiled softly as he licked his lips before taking the younger man's shaft into his mouth again. He went down further and further till his nose brushed against the soft, black curls at the base of Wufei's manhood. For a moment he had to fight the gag reflex but once he managed to relax his throat the unpleasant feeling subsided.

Wufei groaned in sweet agony as the blond gave a soft humming noise. The vibrations sent ripples of pleasure through his entire body.

Zechs pulled back, gazed up and smiled at the look in the younger pet's eyes; dazed, hungry, and clouded by pleasure and need.

“Do you like this?” he purred.

“Oh…. Yes…ah… gods, yes…” Wufei stammered, barely able to form coherent words. “But I need more…ah…please …I need to come... No more teasing” The young man trembled in anticipation as Zechs took him into his mouth again. When the blond began to suck, creating a warm vacuum in the hot cavern of his mouth, Wufei drew a sharp breath.

Oh gods… so good… it feels so incredible… A thin moan escaped him. His muscles tightened, his heartbeat quickened and he reflexively arched up. He was at that point where pain and pleasure merged into one single sensation. He panted, torn between wanting this exquisite agony to continue forever and a desperate need for release. He could feel the pressure build, starting deep within his groin, pulsating and spreading throughout his whole body. Zechs drew back, just as the young man reached his climax and arched upward with a hoarse cry.

Treize moaned as he stroked himself harder. His own arousal was aching by now, demanding attention. Sure, he could take care of it himself, but right now he wanted more than just a hand around his shaft. He set down his glass, rose from his chair and walked to the bed, picking up the tube with the lubricant on the way.

Wufei was still trembling in the aftershocks of his orgasm; Zechs was cleaning the young man's shaft with his tongue. Neither of them seemed to notice when the duke joined them on the mattress.

The blond was still kneeling over Wufei, with his bare butt raised, basically begging to be taken.What a positively delightful sight. Treize moved behind him, gently parting the young man's buttocks.

Zechs almost jumped when he realized what his master was planning to do.

“Relax, Zechs. I'm not going to hurt you.” The duke assured him softly as he spread a liberal amount of lubricant over his own manhood and pressed against Zechs' entrance. He knew there was no need to stretch him; the vibrator had taken care of that.

Oh god, he is large. Zechs squeezed his eyes shut as his master entered him slowly.

The duke managed to keep himself perfectly still he while waited for the young man to adjust. It wasn't easy. His body ached with need, and it took every ounce of self-control that he had. When he felt those tight muscles around him relax, he started to move. At the same time his fingers curled around his pet's erection and he pump the firm shaft in rhythm with his thrusts.

“You will not come before I give you permission,” he whispered in Zechs ear as he felt the young man tense beneath him. “Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master,” Zechs managed to press through his teeth. The order was hard to follow, though, as the tip of his master's manhood brushed against his with every thrust. He whimpered, desperate for release until the older man finally took pity on him.

“Now, my sweet pet,” the master whispered, his voice deep and velvety soft, as he pumped the young man's shaft faster and harder. “Come for me.”

With a powerful shudder and a cry Zechs spilled his semen. His muscles tensed, constricting around his master's manhood. That was all it took to push the duke over the edge as well. He moaned at each spasm of pleasure that hit him, releasing his hot seed deep inside his beautiful pet's body.

“Magnificent,” he whispered breathlessly.

Zechs collapsed, tired but deliciously sated.

“Zechs?!” his master's voice reached him a few minutes later.

“Hmm?” he didn't even bother to open his eyes.

“Are you alright?”

“I'm fine.”

“Can you move?”

“I think so.”

“Good, then get up. Take Wufei to the shower and help him get cleaned up. Unfortunately it's almost time to return our little dragon to his rightful owner.”

Zechs groaned in protest. He really wanted to bask in the afterglow a little longer. “Ten more minutes.”

“You got five,” the master told him.

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The two pets were still in the bathroom - he could hear the water running - when somebody knocked at the door to the suite. He opened the door and smiled politely at the visitor.

“I take it you are here to retrieve your pet.”

“That's right,” Otto confirmed.

“I'm afraid they are still in the shower, would you like to come in while you wait?”

“Um…Yes, sure. If that's alright?”

The duke stepped aside to allow the younger man to pass. There was a moment of awkward silence before he continued. “We didn't exactly get off on the right foot, did you? I owe you an apology, I suppose.”

“No, not at all,” Otto shook his head. “It was entirely my fault. I shouldn't have just assumed that Zechs was working here. And I assure you, I was definitely not trying to move in on your territory. “

“No hard feelings then?” Treize asked.

“No hard feeling.” The other man confirmed.

“Can I offer you something to drink; Champagne perhaps? Or I can have something else brought up.”

“Champagne sounds fine, thank you.”

The duke nodded. “I was told that you are here on business. How much longer do you think you will be in town?” he asked as he filled a glass for his guest.

“A few more weeks. Three or four maybe.”

“Excellent. Then perhaps you will do me the honor and visit me at my own club. How does next Saturday sound?”

“That…sounds wonderful. I'll be looking forward to it.”

There was another moment of silence, then Treize remarked. “You have a fabulous pet.”

“Yea I know.” Otto smiled.

“A little headstrong though.”

“Oh tell me about it. But I suppose I'm mostly to blame for that. I have been very busy with little time to properly train him.”

“Ah, I see. Yeah, it can be very time consuming if done right. I'm still in the middle of training Zechs myself. Oh, it sounds like they turned off the shower. I'll go tell them that you are waiting.”

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Treize was playfully curling a long strand of silvery hair around his fingertip, while he watched the young man who said hair belonged to sleep peacefully with his head in his master's lap. My poor, little pet, you have totally worn yourself out, haven't you? But I was pleased with your performance tonight…very pleased.

With his free hand the duke pulled out his phone and dialed Trowa's cell number, but it wasn't his assistant who picked up on the other end.

“Hello?”

“Quatre, it's me”

“Master?!” The blonde's voice sounded slightly distorted through the phone.

“Yes. I just wanted to check to see how things are going, and let you know that we are on the way home.”

“Coincidentally so are we.” The other man replied.

“I take it then there were no problems at the club.”

“No problems whatsoever,” Quatre confirmed. “How was your night, Sir? I hope you enjoyed yourself?”

“I most certainly did.”

“How about Zechs?”

“He did well. The evening turned into one big training session for him.” The duke smiled softly as he gazed down at the sleeping figure. “The poor guy is totally exhausted.” He reached out to brush a few tendrils of hair from the peacefully, relaxed face. “Which reminds me… If the two of you by any chance get home before us, please have Zechs personal belongings moved upstairs into my bedroom. He will be sleeping with me from now on.”

There was a moment of stunned silence before Quatre replied. “Yes, Sir. I'll see to it.”

“Thank you. I'll see you later.” Treize turned off his phone and slipped it back into his pocket. When he leaned forward to reach for the newspaper Zechs stirred and moaned in protest. The duke chuckled in amusement. “Well, aren't we a spoiled little pet.”

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