Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The First ❯ Chapter 4

GW and its characters don't belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency etc. etc.

Okay here's part 4 of The First. It does have LEMON.

"Are you sure he's not answering?"

"No Mistress Relena. Master Quatre has not stirred all night, even for his early mourning cup of tea."

Relena bit her lip confused and worried. Quatre had always been a man early to rise and so when the clock had struck nine in the morning and he was still in bed something had to be wrong. She stood in front of her brother's door, still dressed in her flannel night gown covered only by her robe; unlike her brother she had never liked to get up before eleven." She banged on the door. "Quatre? Quatre, it's me, Relena." There was no sound.

She took a deep breath to calm herself and fumbled with the master keys the butler had gotten for her. Upon finding the right one she slowly unlocked it and opened the door. "Everyone go about your business. If I need you I'll call." She slipped inside the still dark room, locking the door behind her. She saw his form wrapped in blankets and the slow rising and falling of his chest; she breathed a sigh of relief, he was still alive.

She approached his sleeping form and leaning over slightly she stroked his cheek. "Quatre, it's Relena. Are you awake?"

She saw his eyes open and look straight into hers. "What are you doing here?"

She pulled back her hand and walked to the drawn curtains. "Trying to get you out of bed. It's a beautiful day." She said as she flung open the curtains allowing the sunlight to spill in to the room.

"Relena!" Quatre snarled pulling the covers over his head. "Shut out that damned light!"

Relena had never seen such an outburst from her brother; she slowly closed the blinds and walked back to the bed and turned on the nightstand lamp. Sitting down on the edge of the bed she stroked his blanket-covered chest. "That better?" She only heard him growl.

She giggled. "Don't tell me you have a hangover?" She received the same response. Giggling a little again she began to tease. "Now what was it I used to do to get you out of a bad mood?" In a moment she had straddled him and had begun tickling his ribs. "Say it Quatre. Say uncle." She mused laughing when all of a sudden she felt him grasp her wrists with his hands and before she knew it she found herself on her back pinned down by her brother. Her breathing grew quick and raspy as she looked into his eyes again. They were crazed and wild. "Quatre let go of me!" "What are you doing?"

His voice was uncharacteristically gruff and violent as he licked kisses from her earlobe to her jaw. "What am I doing? What am I doing? Something I should have done years ago."

She felt her breath taken away as he covered her mouth with his, nipping at her lips and forcing them apart with his tongue. Her arms were above her held tight by one of hands while the other hand roamed down her body, tearing open her robe and gown and roughly kneading her breasts. Tears welled in her eyes as she squirmed underneath him trying to fight back resorting to the only thing she could think of. She sunk her teeth into him; he momentarily stopped his cruel ministrations and drew his mouth from hers; she spit his blood back into his face.

He looked at her with mere amusement and began to chuckle. "No...no. If any blood is to be drawn this morn it will be the blood of your very innocence." He ripped her night clothing down the rest of the way, exposing her entire front to him. His eyes leered over her form as the hand that had abused her breasts glided down her body, eerily gentle. "In all of my dreams I could never imagine you this beautiful. And believe me, Relena, I have had many dreams of you, and me, like this." He bent over and nipped at her tit. "So many dreams."

"You can't do this Quatre." Relena's voice quivered. "Please. This isn't you."

He stopped suckling and drew his face back up to hers. "No, it isn't is it? I would never be so bold, so cruel. But let's just say in the last few hours my eyes have been opened."

Her eyes searched his face frantically noticing there was something definitely changed about him, they fell down a little further and then she saw on his neck the bite.

Her eyes darted back up to his.

He smile was thin. "Yes, Relena. I am no longer myself. She closed her eyes and tried to block out everything that was happening to her. This had to be a nightmare, Quatre would never...would he?

"No!" She cried out struggling once again as his fingers had invaded her probing her, pressing against her inner barrier. "Quatre for the love of god, don't do this."

"God? God abandoned me the day I was born. Taking away my mother and leaving me weak and sick, a mere mockery of what a man should be. And you so called ladies. Flaunting your bodies in front of my eyes, teasing me with empty words of false flattery and promises of love. Well who is in control now Relena! Who is having the last laugh now!"

He kissed her violently once again and she could feel his sex hard and wanting against her thigh even through his nightshirt. He spoke no more as his mouth bit her body and his fingers continued to stab at her inside hindrance. She held in her cries and tears as adrenaline coursed through her body and a strength she did not know she had over took her. She brought up her free leg and managed to wedge it between herself and Quartre. She pushed with all of her might against his cock with her foot. He yelped in pain and pulled away from her curling himself on the bed. She saw the opportunity and rolled away, falling to the floor but able to get up quick enough to grab the lamp and bring it crashing down onto Quatre's head. He lay still.

She fought her instinct to run and neared him as she had had before, but this time more cautiously and slowly, a piece of the shattered lamp in her hand poised to strike at him. But she saw his breathing was shallow and his eyes closed, he was unconscious. Her fingers pressed against the marks on his throat; and tears welled up in her eyes. She tugged at the covers under him and tucked them around his body. She sat on his bed and held him to her bosom and crying softly she rocked him like a child. "My sweetest Quatre. What has he done to you?" There was a gentle rapping at the door as a servant called her name. "I'm coming. Bring my breakfast to my room please." She rose from the bed and gently rolling him on his side she laid his head on his pillow. She kissed his temple. "Rest now dearest brother. I will keep you safe through the day."

Trowa had risen from his sleep and had made himself ready for the night, the night when he would bring his chosen First into the realm of the undead. As Duo had said Treize had been more than pleased and ordered Trowa to bring the innocent boy to him as soon as possible. And so, he had left before all the others to go and fetch the object of his desire and affection. To lead his little lamb to the slaughter, he only hoped that Treize would spare his love any undue pain.

Relena had managed for the entire day to keep the servants out of her brother's room. She had even taken it upon herself to bring him food, though she knew he would not eat it, but it lowered the suspicions of the servants. He had stayed in a deep slumber the entire day and Relena had kept herself quiet for fear of waking him, she knew she had been lucky before but that if he woke up again on her she may not be so fortunate. It was now an hour past sundown and she waited in the dark corner of the room. She had opened the drapes and windows, waiting for the creature that had killed her brother. She wondered briefly if it had been the same one who had attacked her in the garden the previous night or if it was another.

She felt the breeze pick up and chill her skin and a strange odorless vapor floated into the room. Within seconds the smoke had taken form and when it cleared she saw the vampire, but it was not the one she had been hoping for.

She watched in silence, as he seemed to float over to her brother and sat beside him, leaning over his somnolence form. She could hear his voice as he spoke, commanding Quatre to awaken. And so her brother awoke and sat up accepting the kiss that the other man had offered him. She caught her breath, giving herself away, or so she had thought. She saw the shadow of the taller man turn to look at her. "Good evening Relena. I was wondering when you would make your presence known to me."

"If you knew I was here than why did you not acknowledge me?"

"Because I have come for Quatre, though if I had not bound myself with a promise and eternal love I would be sorely tempted with you."

Trowa rose from the bed, and with Quatre in tow the two men began walking to the window. Relena ran over to them both and grabbed the strange man's arm. "Tell me where you are taking him. Please. I wish no harm to come to him. He is dear to my heart and all I have left in the world."

Trowa turned to her and took the hand that she had placed on his forearm and held it. "I will not lie to you Miss Dorlian. There will be some pain with his final transformation, but after that he will be fine and healthy. I have vowed to take care of him and so I shall keep him safe." Tears rolled down Relena's cheeks, her heart was breaking, but perhaps Quatre would be better off, at least he would have someone who could truly love her brother as he deserved.

She suddenly felt a hand on her cheek, wiping away her tears; she looked up to see it was Quatre. "Forgive me sister for my actions earlier this day. I did not know what came over me, I, pray you do not hate me, for I love you."

She took his hand that was on her cheek and kissed his palm. "I forgive you Quatre. I only wish you to be happy and safe." She looked at Trowa but could say nothing. She released Quatre's hand as the vapor cloud became dominant once more transforming their bodies into smoke. But as the gas dissipated she heard Trowa's voice.

"Heero Yuy. Is the name of the one you wait for."

"Heero Yuy." She whispered his name on her lips as she left her brothers room. She knew not what to tell the others about her brother, but at the moment that was the last thing on her mind. She raced to her room; perhaps if she was lucky she too could pass over and not only be rejoined with her brother but also with the one whom she had fallen in love with.

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Heero had wasted half of the night. He had decided to go solo on this night mostly because he wanted to sort out exactly what it was he was feeling. He knew with his soul that tonight would be the night he would see Relena again, but the thought of handing her delicate, innocent soul to Treize made him sick and more furious than he had ever felt. He wanted her for himself and himself alone. He knew by now that Quatre must be in the hands of Treize and he also knew how it was tearing Trowa up inside, it was very rare that you saw a vampire puke his own blood. "But that is the price you must pay for love." He had told Heero. Stoic and silent Trowa of an ever logical mind." He looked up at the moon and released a primal scream that tore from his throat. His ravenous soul could no longer wait, now was the time to go to her.

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"My sweet precious young one." Soothed Treize as he peeled the last of Quatre's clothing from his body. "You are truly beautiful." He chuckled a little pulling away the blonde's hands as he tried to cover his nude body. "Show yourself to me in all of your pure innocence." His eyes raked over Quatre's body as he pulled him close to his own naked flesh. Treize kissed him tenderly as one of his hands grasped Quatre's girth and began caressing it gently. The smaller man responded with a moan. Treize pulled his face away but only to draw his lips to his Quatre's ears. "That's it respond to me, do not resist me and I promise you will only know pleasure of the sweetest kind."

Quatre's body drew back a little. "You are thinking of your beloved Trowa? He is the one who gave you to me. He is the one who wants this. By pleasing me you are pleasing him as well." Quatre looked into Trieze's eyes but could say nothing; he could only heed his new master's words. He glided his hands down Treize's body and grasped onto the older man's sex as well. "Good boy Quatre. You are a fast learner. Now place your mouth were your hands now are."

As any puppet having his strings pulled by the puppeteer Quatre knelt down to his knees and took Treize's unholy phallus into his mouth. Almost right away Quatre could taste the salty sharp taste of his masters sperm, but as he had been commanded he continued, taking in Treize's penis as far as he could while his master's powerful hands gripped onto his hair setting the pace of each thrust.

He felt like he had been on his knees forever before Treize finally allowed him to his feet again this time leading him to a bed, the coverings were blood red. He sat Quatre down but allowed his feet to remain on the floor. "So far you have pleased me quite well, now for a little reward my pet." Quatre caught his breath as Treize knelt down before him returning the favor. He gripped the sheets with his hands and cried out a little as the build-up of his orgasm was nearing under Treize's skillful tongue and throat. His legs began to shake and he cried out again, this time only louder as he lost himself and his seed into Treize's mouth. He fell forward, weak but was caught by Treize who chuckled a little.

"Now my Quatre it is time I had my release. He pulled himself up beside the young man and swung him onto the bed pressing him down into the mattress. Quatre found himself almost unable to breath under Treize's weight. The vampire lord brought up his knee and parted Quatre's thighs, rubbing his large swollen member against his leg. "Oh my Quatre." He seethed leaning his head down, biting at Quatre's nipple, his fangs drawing the tiniest bit of blood, which he immediately lapped up with his tongue. He then drew Quatre's legs over his shoulders and peered into his light blue eyes. "Look at me Quatre. For I want you to remember for eternity who it was that took away your innocence of mortal life."

Quatre's eyes locked onto his in a trance. He cried out suddenly as he felt his rear being ripped apart by Treize's monstrous sex, but still even as tears welled up in his eyes he could not break his eye lock on his new master. "Relax my sweet boy," Treize soothed, "for you will soon feel only pleasure." Quatre's head spun wild with the sensation of pain as it somehow turned to pleasure. He found himself bucking upward to meet his lord's every thrust as his own sex was being brought to another orgasm as it was mashed between his and Treize's body.

Treize was reeling in the sensation of Quatre. It had been to long since he had had tight virgin ass, especially from one so beautiful. His eyes fixed on Quatre's neck and the growing climax of Treize's groin told him it was time. He leaned over the fair-haired man planting his fangs into him quickly and unmercifully. He drank the blood as he continued to fuck, relishing the feeling of dominance and control. His shaft began to tighten and ache with needed release. His stomach was growing warm and full from the fresh sweet blood. His eyes rolled in the back of his head as he extracted his fill of blood while flooding his conquered captive with his cum. He released a bestial scream as he tore away from Quatre's throat. His cat eyes bugged out and his fangs still dripped with blood. He hovered over the shaking body beneath him and closed his eyes bringing himself back to normal. He rose off of the boy and wrapped him in the soft velvet. He carried him in his arms to the door of his chambers. Lady Une was on the other side, waiting; Treize handed the almost lifeless man to her. "Bath him and then take him back to his mate, my Lady."

"As you wish my lord." She spoke softly cradling the boy to her.

"And do thank Mr. Barton for me. It was a rare treat in deed." She bowed her head in acknowledgment.

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Relena sat in front of her vanity her heart racing with excitement. She looked at the clock that had just struck two. She rose from her seat and began to pace. "Where was he? Did he not want her? Had he found another? She had slipped into a white silken nightgown and had loosened her hair, which cascaded down her back in loose curls. She had torn the collar of the gown off exposing her neck and shoulders. She wrung her hands as she continued to pace in the dark room, which was lit by only one small lamp. She jumped feeling a cool breeze through her gown. She smiled with excitement and spun around "Heero!" Her smile quickly faded as her eyes set upon the stranger before her.

His eyes were fixed straight at her with an evil gleam and his sly smile was even more menacing. "Afraid not my pretty one. In fact we've not even met. Allow me to introduce myself. I am Duo Maxwell."

TBC...