Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Kindness of Strangers ❯ The Kindness of Strangers ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing and I make no money from this or any other story I write

Pairings: 13x5

Category: AU/General/Romance

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Yaoi, lemon

Title: Kindness of Strangers

Author: yellowhorde

Status: Finished

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Note: This is my entry for the Summer Jubilee 2003 contest at SweetlySour.Net

KINDNESS OF STRANGERS

Grunting with effort, Wufei yanked once again on the starting cord of the mower, but his only reward was a cloud of oily blue smoke and an ominous rattling from somewhere deep in the engine. It just sat there looking smug and with weary resignation he realized that there was no way in Hell he was getting this hunk of junk moving. Not on its own power at any rate.

In angry disgust he stalked across the half mown lawn to the cement porch and threw himself into one of the cheap white plastic chairs the house's former tenants had left behind the night they skipped out of town owning Wufei three months of back rent. He slumped there glaring for several minutes trying to catch his breath and calm his mind.

With every slow, deep breath he took, his chest rose and fell, rose and feel. Rhythmic, relaxing. The red fabric of his tee shirt showed dark patches on his chest and under his arms from his tiring struggle with the overgrown yard and the stubborn lawnmower. The high heat and humidity certainly weren't helping. His long golden arms dangled listlessly over the hard unyielding arm rests and equally long legs stretched out in front. His feet, clad in black sneakers and white socks and covered in half mangled strings of grass, jittered back and forth in agitation but otherwise he was perfectly still.

Sweat trickled sluggishly down his temples as he listened to the distant dim sound of someone mowing their lawn. A ripple of jealous anger threatened to shatter his newly constructed, very fragile calm. Black eyes stared blankly at the jungle of tall grass and weeds that sprawled out before him and he judged that it could easily reach his knees, if not higher. This thought only served to aggravate him more.

"You think they could have mowed the lawn once in a while." He muttered indignantly. "It was in their rental agreement after all!"

A mosquito buzzed past his ear and Wufei swatted at it half-heartedly. Then with a groan he pulled himself to his feet slowly as if every movement pained him. The lawn wouldn't mow itself and sitting idly on the porch wasn't getting the job done. Squaring his shoulders, he grimly prepared himself for battle with the mower.

Ten agonizing minutes later a red faced and panting Wufei admitted defeat after taking on the mower for it had soundly kicked his ass. There was no way he was going to get the stupid thing going. With mounting frustration he turned his eyes to the heavens and groaned as he saw dark thunderclouds gathering on the distant horizon.

"Great, just great." He mumbled, "I'm never going to get this done today. It'll take a freakin' miracle."

Dispiritedly he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of one oil-slicked hand. It left a black greasy stain in its wake. Just as he was about to call it a day he heard a voice coming from behind him.

"Looks like you could use a bit of help."

Startled, Wufei whirled around and was surprised to see a good-looking man several years older than himself leaning casually against the white picket fence that divided the two properties. The stranger, presumably his neighbor, had short ginger hair that framed his handsome face in gentle waves and brilliant blue eyes. He easily stood over a foot taller than Wufei and his body was lithe and muscular. He wore a light blue oxford shirt with the sleeves pushed up to his elbows and a pair of crisp blue jeans that molded themselves to his long legs perfectly. Dark brown loafers completed the outfit.

Wufei felt his heart thud heavily in his chest and an unfamiliar almost electrical tingling deep in his gut. For several seconds he was unable to find his voice. All he could see was the most beautiful pair of eyes he had ever seen staring right back at him. The tingling intensified and he irrationally thought of metal shavings being pulled to a magnet. If shavings were alive, he decided, they would feel the exact same tingling sensation he was experiencing now.

Abruptly Wufei adverted his gaze slightly, feeling the heat of a blush spreading across his cheeks. He had been openly staring at the man leaning against the fence and mentally chided himself for his bad manners.

"Uh, yes. My lawn mower won't start." Wufei stated lamely. He wiped his sweaty palms on his denim shorts feeling suddenly gawky and unsure of himself. The man's penetrating eyes made his stomach feel like it was turning summersaults.

"So I noticed."

The man smiled again and Wufei wondered how long he had been watching him struggle with the stupid machine. The blush intensified until it felt like his face was on fire.

"Would you like me to take a look at it?" The neighbor straightened and slid his hands into his pockets.

Relief flooded through Wufei's body. He wasn't one bit mechanically inclined and would be the first to admit it. "Yes, please, if it's not a bother."

"Not a bother at all, that's what neighbors are for. Just let me go fetch my toolbox."

He disappeared around the corner of the house next door and several minutes later returned carrying a rather heavy looking red metal toolbox easily in one hand. He held it like an experienced milk maid would carry a bucket full of milk, far enough away from his body so it wouldn't hit him as it swung in slow arcs at his side.

As he approached Wufei once again felt the tingle rush through his body. His breath caught in his throat as the feeling intensified. It wasn't an unpleasant sensation, just unsettling. He had never reacted to anyone this way before and it scared him a little.

His neighbor set the box carefully down besides the mower and extended his hand. "My name is Khushrenada. Treize Khushrenada. Nice to meet you."

Wufei took the offered hand and felt a jolt of electricity. Treize's hands were warm and slightly calloused and while his grip was firm, it was not painful. Wufei was grateful for that. Too many men tried to prove how big and manly they were by turning a simple handshake into a battle of strength.

"Pleased to meet you, Mr. Khushrenada." He replied formally. "I am Chang Wufei."

"MR. Khushrenada?" One forked brow rose and he chuckled. It was a nice laugh and it brushed along Wufei's skin like velvet and touched something deep inside. "No need to be all formal. Just Treize is fine."

"Okay... Treize." Wufei rolled the unusual name over his tongue and liked the way it sounded. Very exotic, nice, but distinctive.

Treize squatted next to the mower and opened the lid of the toolbox. Dozens of unfamiliar tools and gadgets gleamed in its metal depths. He carefully selected a few of the instruments. Looking over his shoulder, Wufei noticed that everything was neatly stored and obviously well cared for. His neighbor knew how to take care of his possessions.

"So, are you the new tenant?" Treize asked as he set to work.

Another fierce blush, this time of embarrassment, heated Wufei's cheeks and he was grateful that Treize's back was to him. The yard was in poor condition and peeling paint clung listlessly to the side of the house. The frightful mess shamed him terribly.

"No, I'm the grandson of the owner." He replied slowly. "He used to rent out this property."

"Oh, I see."

A stab of grief slammed through Wufei's heart as he recalled how much work his grandfather had always put into his garden and home, which had been his pride and joy. It was just as well that he wasn't alive to see just how bad the property had gotten. As his grandfather's health failed, the task of keeping things in order fell to Wufei but between college and nursing his grandfather he had had little time to check to see if the tenants were actually keeping up their end of the leasing agreement.

Now three months after the funeral, he wished he had made the time. The place was a wreck. The yard was overgrown with weeds and the exterior of the house was in desperate need of attention. Fortunately, all of the necessary repairs were basically cosmetic. The house was still structurally sound except for the air conditioner, which had died an ugly death two days ago. The entire place needed was some tender loving care.

As Treize worked Wufei found himself talking about his grandfather and how he had raised Wufei after the death of his parents ten years ago. Memories from his childhood spilled out almost without effort. Treize listened quietly, asking gently probing questions every once in a while, and even recounted some of his own teenaged antics, which made both of them laugh merrily.

Finally, Treize stood up with a sigh and a grin. "I think it's safe to say that the operation was a success!" He announced jubilantly, planting his hands on narrow hips.

"You think so?" Wufei asked feeling disappointed that their talk had come to an end.

"I know so. Here, let me show you."

He reached down, wrapped one hand around the handle of the starting chord, and gave a mighty heave. The machine roaring to life immediately. Smiling triumphantly Treize shut down the engine.

"Thanks a lot for your assistance." Wufei said. "How can I ever repay you for your kindness?"

Treize looked at him thoughtfully for several long moments and Wufei felt his eyes on him like a physical weight.

"Well," Treize said speaking slowly, "you could have dinner with me tonight."

Wufei must have looked as surprised as he felt because Treize continued speaking, his tone of voice one of earnest persuasion.

"Nothing too special, just some beer and some take-out from a local Chinese restaurant."

Not wanting to appear too eager Wufei took a few moments to consider the invitation. Dinner with Treize? Tonight? The very idea sent shivers of happiness racing through his heart. He could hardly believe his good fortune.

"Sure, why not?"

"So, I'll see you around, let's say, eight-ish?"

"Eight it is, then. I look forward to it."

"As do I."

The two bid each other farewell and Wufei watched Treize as he walked back to his side of the property. Just before he disappeared behind the house Treize turned and waved cheerfully. Wufei raised his hand in return then reluctantly returned his attention to the task of mowing the lawn.

The sun was making its way steadily towards the darkening horizon when Wufei let the engine die and gazed about him feeling incredibly satisfied with himself. The scent of freshly mowed grass filled the cooling air. A stiff breeze played invisible fingers through the overhead leaves and chilled the sweat that covered his body.

"Wow, looks like you've done one Hell of a job here, Wufei. Congratulations."

Wufei turned and saw Treize strolling towards him holding two bottles of beer. Beads of condensation glittered on the smooth glass and Wufei realized he was very thirst.

"After tackling a job like that, you deserve a break, kiddo." He started to extend one of the bottled beverages but stopped.

"You are legally able to drink this, I would assume." His voice lilted a little at the last word making it a question rather than a statement.

"Four months past legal, thank you very much." Wufei assured him.

Treize made his way across the newly mowed lawn to the porch and settled himself gracefully into one of the less than glamorous chairs. Wufei followed and took the seat next to him, sighing heavily as he accepted the now freely offered beer.

"Good. I wouldn't want to be responsible for corrupting a minor."

Wufei laughed lightly and raised the glass to his mouth. The amber liquid poured down his throat and hit his stomach like a blessing, so cold it was almost painful. He wasn't much of a drinker by nature and didn't normally care for beer but today it was a tiny taste of Heaven. Before he even realized it he had downed nearly the entire bottle.

"This is pretty good stuff." Wufei exclaimed and there was a note of surprised admiration in his voice.

Treize nodded his head slowly in agreement. "It is indeed, my friend." He took a long swig and set the bottle down on the cement. "By the way, I took the liberties of ordering for you, I hope you don't mind."

"Not at all. I'm so hungry I could eat a horse. Besides, I trust your judgment." He set his own bottle down besides Treize's, raised his hand to stifle a small burp, and pardoned himself without embarrassment. "After all, you said yourself that you love Chinese."

"Yes, I do love Chinese." Treize drawled with a lopsided smile. His blue eyes burned with a mischievous glint that made Wufei wonder if his neighbor was talking just about food.

(Get your mind out of the gutter, Wufei.) His mind snapped. (He probably doesn't even think that way about you. He's just being a good neighbor, that's all. No need in making it into something it's not... or never could be...)

Treize retrieved his bottle and stood with a sigh. "Dinner should be here in about thirty to fifty minutes. Why don't you come over to my place and we can toss back a few more cold ones?"

"I'd like to but I need to shower first. I'm all sweaty and I probably stink to high heaven." Wufei stood, picked up his now empty bottle and tossed it into one of the nearby recycling bins. It clattered sharply against the other glass containers within.

Before he knew it Treize was standing right next him, close enough that he could feel the heat of his body against his own, separated only by a breath of air. One hand settled against his shoulder and squeezed gently in a seemingly casual manner but Wufei didn't believe that there was anything casual about the way Treize touched him. He didn't think that Treize was a casual kind of man, despite his outward appearances. Everything he did and said had a purpose. The only question was what was that purpose?

(Is he flirting with me?) Wufei wondered, his mind reeling from the very nearness of the man he had so recently met. (Or is he just a friendly touchy-feely guy? Am I reading too much into his actions? God, I just don't know!)

Wufei caught the faint spicy sent of Treize's cologne and his near proximity made his head spin in a pleasantly dizzy fashion. He tilted his head back and looked up into those dazzling eyes unaware that he how still his breathing had become. A few seconds passed with agonizing slowness and the world seemed to come into brilliant focus. Wufei could feel Treize's pulse throbbing against his shoulder.

"You don't stink." Treize's voice was low and emphatic. Each word sent puffs of warm moist air into Wufei's face, an unusual, but not unpleasant, mixture of peppermint and alcohol. "I rather enjoy the scent of fresh perspiration. I have always associated it with hard work and determination, two things I greatly admire."

Treize dipped his chin and began lowering his head towards Wufei, who, feeling flustered and strangely uncertain, reacted on instinct.

In other words, he panicked.

He pulled back from Treize and felt the warmth of his hand fall away and thought he saw disappointment in his eyes as he hastily backed away towards the screen door.

"Well, that nice of you to say, really, but I would feel a lot better joining you for dinner after I've showered and changed out of these dirty clothes." Wufei hurriedly explained. "I'll see you a bit later then, okay?"

Without waiting for a reply he jerked the screen door open with trembling hands and retreated into the darkened house. When he looked out of the kitchen window that looked down upon the back yard Treize was gone.

*****

Dinner turned out to be a spectacular success. The delivery man arrived promptly thirty minutes after Treize had placed the order and the food, while modestly priced and packaged, was piping hot and of excellent quality. Wufei had been right to trust Treize's judgment for the man had unerringly ordered one of his favorite dishes without realizing it.

Treize's home was spacious and decorated in a style that was elegant but also warm and comfortable. Tasteful paintings graced the walls and several framed photographs of friends and family were displayed on coffee and end tables.

With a happy sigh, Wufei leaned back in his chair and smiled at Treize over a wide assortment of empty take-out containers, beer bottles, and a few as of yet untouched fortune cookies.

"You haven't opened your fortune cookie yet, Treize." He gently chided as he reached out and snatched up one of the cookies. "They're fun and sometimes surprisingly accurate."

Wufei unwrapped it, snapped the cookie in two, and plucked his fortune from the middle. It wasn't anything too profound or special, just a cute little saying, `There is no rose without a thorn', and a listing of his lucky numbers. He was surprised to see that the number thirteen was one of them. Who knew that it could represent anything other than bad luck?

He glanced up at Treize who was smiling. The crumbled remains of his own fortune cookie lay on his plate. He held his fortune between his two large hands and it looked absurdly small there.

"So," Wufei prompted, "what's your fortune say?"

" 'Tonight you will meet the man of your dreams.' " Treize replied easily.

Wufei's heart jogged heavily in his chest and tried to leap up his throat but he swallowed it down with some effort. He narrowed his eyes at the man he now considered a close friend.

"Are you sure that's what it says?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.

Warm laughter bubbled past Treize's lips and he reached across the table and placed one hand over Wufei's. His thumb gently stroked the tender golden skin. Waves of heat rushed up Wufei's arm and throughout his body at that gentle, chaste touch.

"No, it doesn't say that, but I wish it did." Treize paused for a moment as if gathering his thoughts. When he continued, he spoke slowly and deliberately, choosing his words very carefully.

"I've really enjoyed spending time with you, Wufei, and I want you to know that I-"

Wufei jerked his hand out of Treize's grasp and stood abruptly. He retreated from the table and crossed the room in a daze and came to a halt besides the large sliding glass door that led the patio. Outside the night stars had been blotted out by dark storm clouds that churned and rumbled ominously. The air was still and heavy with the scent of rain. Dozens of fireflies flitted aimlessly about like tiny lost stars.

He focused on his faint reflection in the darkened glass. Could this flustered young man looking back really be him? No, it couldn't be. He had always been able to keep on top of things, to stay in control. So why did he feel like he was losing control of his thoughts, his emotions, of his very mind?

Confused, he closed his eyes and rested his forehead against the cool glass. The sound of a chair being pushed back and the muffled hush of footsteps against the carpeted floor told him that Treize had left the table. Spicy cologne warmed by flesh wafted to his nostrils and muscles low in his stomach tightened in response to the familiar scent. He sensed Treize behind him and he wanted more than anything to lean back against that firm, muscular body and feel those muscular arms wrap around him.

"Wufei?" The words, so softly spoken, so anxious, sent shivers down his spine. "Did I say something to -"

"No. It's not you." Wufei raised his head and opened his black eyes. He watched the ghost-like reflection of Treize in the glass, unable to turn and look the real one directly in the eyes.

"You've been nothing but kind to me and this evening... it has been spectacular. More than I had any right to hope for." Wufei admitted softly. "I really liked talking to you and sharing with you. It's been a long time since I've been able to speak to anyone so openly. A long time." He paused, his brow furrowing slightly. "It's just that I have been feeling so confused ever since I first saw you this afternoon. I need... I mean... I-I want..."

Wufei faltered as his power of speech failed him momentarily. What was it, exactly, that he wanted?

(Go for it, Wufei!) His mind screamed, (Tell him what you want! Seize the moment!)

Breathing deeply, Wufei turned around and tilted back his head so he could look into the eyes of his host. The uncharacteristic boldness of the next words that slipped from his lips surprised him, and he could only assume that it was due to his inhibitions being lowered by the alcohol he had consumed.

"I want you to make love to me."

(Oh, my God! Did I just SAY that? Help, I think my face is on fire!)

Treize stepped closer, wrapped his arms around Wufei, and pulled him unresisting into his embrace. Hesitantly, Wufei rested his flaming cheek against his chest and inhaled shakily allowing Treize's warm, masculine scent to envelope him. His arms rose and wrapped themselves around the older man's body.

"I want very much to make love to you, Wufei." Treize whispered softly.

Wufei shivered at the eagerness in Treize's voice and he pulled gently away. More heat crept up to his cheeks. His black eyes locked uncertainly with Treize's, and a waves of desire surged through him as he saw the matching heat that smoldered in the depths of those eyes, the raw, unleashed desire. They reflected his own feelings, which boiled just below his skin.

He wanted Treize to take him into his arms, wanted to feel the sizzle of his passion as it erupted; yet he glanced down and away from the overwhelming emotions in his eyes. His heart fluttered in his chest, a tiny bird trapped and desperate for freedom.

Slowly he raised his head. Large hands cupped his face gently, and the warmth of Treize's skin released the pent up electricity that had crackled between them all evening. It erupted in a white-hot shower of sparks. The lust that heated the air between them was like a force of nature and nothing on Earth could stop it.

Treize leaned forward, and brushed his lips against Wufei's forehead, a gentle caress of skin against skin. He traced the pads of his fingers gently over his smooth skin, tracing lines over his temples, his cheeks, Slowly, delicate as a butterfly, his fingers glided over the flushed face and sent shivers working through Wufei's body. Treize's fingers found their way upward and traced the shell of his ears, and with an almost inaudible sigh Wufei turned his head to allow better access.

Gently Treize took hold of his chin and turned his head until they were face to face. He dipped his head, Wufei raised his, and their lips met smoothly, easily as if they had kissed a thousand times before. Treize's arms tightened about his slender body, his tongue coaxed his mouth open, gently tasting, testing.

After what felt like an eternity Treize broke off the kiss and pulled back. Gasping for air, Wufei scanned his face and read the need, the desire burning in his blue eyes. An answering fire burst to life within him and he was being rapidly consumed, devoured by forces beyond his control. And if felt wonderful.

Wufei reached up and laced his fingers behind Treize's muscular neck, pulling him close. Treize responded immediately, his mouth crushing down against his, now urgent and demanding. Wufei opened himself under the fierce insistence of the kiss. Their tongues met, dueled, parted. Each eagerly explored the other as their bodies melded together and a primitive thrill of excitement shot through Wufei as he felt the press of Treize's arousal against his belly.

This time it was Treize who broke away, then gently disentangled Wufei's fingers from about his neck.

"Maybe this isn't such a good idea."

Wufei stared at him, face flushed, lips red and swollen. His eyes brimmed with the hurt and confusion he felt upon hearing these unexpected words.

"You're drunk," Treize explained gently, "and I don't want to take advantage."

"I'm not." Wufei insisted shakily. "And you're not taking advantage of me. I want you, Treize, I want this to happen."

The intensity of Treize's gaze pressed down upon him, crushing him, squeezing his thumping heart with invisible fingers until it felt ready to burst. The silence stretched out between them and may never have been breached if Wufei had not chosen this moment to act.

His eyes fixed intently on the patch of bare skin visible through the V of Treize's oxford shirt. Long, slender fingers reached out and gently pressed against the warm flesh. He heard a sharp intake of breath and felt Treize stiffen but he did not pull away. Slowly he slid first one hand then the other under the cloth and across the smooth muscular chest and his nimble fingers released the buttons one by one, baring more skin.

"Please," He whispered as he leaned forward and brushed his lips across his chest, ran his hands along his torso, enjoying the feel of his skin. Treize's nipples tightened under his palms and a small smile curved Wufei's lips. With a sigh, he rested his cheek against his chest and listened to the thunder of his heartbeat in his ears.

Treize pressed a kiss against the top of his head and his hands ghosted down Wufei's back, tracing the curve of his spine downward until they cupped his buttocks. He kneaded the soft flesh and lifted the slender body easily and pressed Wufei's lower body against the heat of his arousal, which throbbed and ached with pent up desire.

A soft moan eased past Wufei's lips as his own lust danced through his body. Treize released him and taking him by the hand, led him towards the bedroom. When they entered the spacious room, Wufei faltered for a moment. His breath came in fast little pants and his dark eyes were wide, showing a little too much white.

Treize glanced down at him, his eyes filled with mild concern, his voice so soft.

"Wufei?"

"I'm alright." His voice was whisper soft and breathy but he followed the older man across the room to the massive bed with its scarlet comforter and matching sheets.

Treize positioned himself gracefully on the bed, still fully clothed, and extended his hand out to Wufei, his eyes dark and inviting. After a moment's hesitation Wufei accepted the outstretched hand and allowed himself to be gently pulled onto the bed. His pulse thudded in his throat as Treize laid his down, and he trembled as Treize slowly pulled the elastic band from his hair then brushed his long, strong fingers through the silky black hair, fanning it out against the scarlet cloth.

Treize gazed down at the youth stretched out on his bed and knew that despite his outward calm he was afraid. An invisible tension sang through his body. He could sense it, almost taste it. He smiled reassuringly down at him then cupped Wufei's face in his hands and kissed his forehead.

Wild anticipation mixed with apprehension fluttered in Wufei's heart. He lay back and closed his eyes, surrendering himself to the feelings that enveloped his body.

Treize pressed his lips against the hollow of his throat and Wufei's body burst into flames. He then kissed the end of his nose, the corner of his mouth. He pressed dozens of butterfly kisses along the line of his jaw, his high cheekbones, and his temples. Treize rested one hand against Wufei's chest and felt his inner tension even through the fabric of his shirt. His young body quivered beneath his hands even as he struggled to hold himself still, waiting, expectant.

Treize sat up and unhurriedly began to unfasten the remaining buttons of his shirt, smiling as Wufei opened his eyes to watch him, his face flushed, his eyes dark and brimming with emotions. The shirt slid away from his skin and was discarded. He then reached out and began to undo Wufei's own shirt. When he raised his hands to help Treize shooed them away.

"Let me do this, Wufei. I've wanted to since the moment I first saw you."

His hands slowly eased each button from its confining hole and when he was done he slid the garment from the bronzed shoulders slowly, nibbling at the boy's smooth throat as he did. A soft moan eased past Wufei's slightly parted lips and he arched his neck and body back. Small shivers shook his body and he dimly wondered how he could possibly shiver so when his body felt like it was housing the very fires of Hell itself.

Treize leaned over the youth and took one firm nipple into his mouth and suckled hard, drawing a gasp of surprised pleasure from Wufei. He reached for the other one and rolled the nub between his fingers. He pinched and tugged gently at first then with more pressure as it became evident that his partner found it very enjoyable.

Wufei gasped and moaned as Treize worked his magic upon his body. His head rolled helplessly from side to side and a thrill of pleasure shot through him to the junction between his legs. The first strong stirrings of arousal crashed through him as Treize nibbled and sucked, licked and pulled at his body. His breath came in hot gasps.

Treize released the sensitive nubs and began to kiss Wufei's neck and throat. He then took his earlobe into his mouth and sucked eagerly. At that moment he realized that he couldn't get enough of Wufei. He wanted to caress him, kiss his everywhere at once. He released the earlobe and as his hands kneaded and stroked down the golden arms and chest, whispered along his sides, and his lower stomach while he drew moist lines and spirals down the length of his trembling body with his tongue.

Wufei tossed his head from side to side helplessly and soft tendrils of his dark, dark hair clung to his sweat beaded face as soft moans and gasps escaped his throat as Treize licked down his flat stomach, then eased his tongue inside the very top of his pants. His lips, swollen from their bruising kisses trembled and his narrow chest heaved with each ragged breath.

"Don't stop, Treize." he gasped, "Please, don't stop!"

Treize raised his eyes to gaze up at the young man who writhed and trembled at his touch. Beads of perspiration glistened on his own forehead and trickled down his temples. Willing himself to move slowly, deliberately, he unzipped the jeans and eased them down and over slender hips, which Wufei raised in a helpful manner. The thick fabric hissed over his thighs, past his knees, to pool at his feet.

Treize reached down to remove them and realized that Wufei was still wearing his shoes. He slid them off, one after another, then removed his white cotton socks. The jeans slid free and were discarded. They fell to the carpeted ground with a small 'whump' sound, joining the growing pile of clothes on the floor. His own jeans followed several moments later and he sat naked near the bottom of the bed.

He took a moment to admire the Wufei's bare feet, which were long and slender, his toes small and graceful. He picked one foot up and cradled it in his hand then traced his fingernails along the delicate arch and grinned as Wufei gasped and instinctively tried to pull away. He held the foot firmly and lowering his head, wrapped his warm moist mouth around the big toe and caressed it suggestively with his tongue.

Small surprised sounds erupted from Wufei's lips as Treize lavished attention on each individual digit while he skimmed the pads of his fingers over the ball of his foot, the arch and heel. With firm strokes he traced the pattern of the delicate bones and the swirling blue veins just under the surface.

"Jesus." Wufei gasped shakily. Never had he been party to anything so unusual, so shockingly intense. Every nerve in his body, from head to toe, felt ready to explode. Who knew feet could be so... well... erotic?

Laughing gently at the younger man's reaction, Treize felt his own arousal throb and ache as his eyes devoured the body that stretched out before him, trembling, eager, clad only in a pair of white cotton briefs which stood out in sharp contrast against his golden skin.

He held himself in check savagely and pressed the palms of his hands against Wufei's knees, urging his legs to part slightly. Long fingers hooked beneath the elastic band and slid them down his body and when they were gone, he turned his attention to the proud erection before him. Smooth and thick and throbbing, it rose straight and fine from a soft downy patch of dark hair.

Wrapping his hands about the shaft, Treize measured its thickness and length, enjoying the velvety softness beneath the palms of his hands. His fingers tightened slightly as they slid up and down the length bringing forth sharp gasps from the trembling Wufei. He increased both the pressure and the speed in which his hands moved and smirked as the narrow hips bucked in inevitable response.

"Ah! Treize!" Wufei's cried as the man continued to fondle him, his hands endlessly stroking and caressing. Intense feelings gathered within his body and rose up, taking control of him and Wufei squeezed shut his eyes and surrendered all control over to the man responsible for it all.

Suddenly the hands were withdrawn and Wufei voiced his disappointment. The mattress shifted slightly along with Treize's weight. There came the sound of a drawer sliding open then a faint rustling and shifting of various objects. The drawer slid shut once again. Once more the mattress shifted and the faint scent of strawberries floated through the air, a rich and creamy scent that reminded Wufei of hot summer days long ago when he would sit on the porch and eat ice cream with his grandfather.

He felt Treize come up besides him and opening his eyes, smiled up at him. Treize lowered his head and captured Wufei's mouth with his own in a slow, lingering kiss. He pulled away and gazed down at him and his blue eyes were like glistening water, deep and serious.

"Wufei, I want this to be a wonderful experience for you. But I must warn you that you may feel some discomfort at first. I don't want to hurt you, but I have to be honest, once we start I may not be able to stop."

He studied the younger man's face; read plainly the nervousness, the uncertainty. These feelings dueled openly with the fierce desire that burned in his obsidian eyes.

"If you would like to stop now, I won't hold it against you, Wufei." Treize said with a reassuring smile and brushed the back of his hand along the line of the exotic face. "I don't want to rush you or push you into something you're not yet ready for. There can be other nights for us. The choice is entirely yours."

Several heartbeats passed in silence and outside the first few drops of rain began to splash against the windows. Distant thunder rumbled softly and a fresh rain-scented breeze rushed in and billowed the filmy curtains.

"I want you, Treize." Wufei murmured softly, his black eyes glittering in the dim light. "I haven't changed my mind. I want this, all of it, all of you."

Releasing a breath he hadn't been aware he had been holding, Treize pulled the younger man into his arms and rained passionate kisses down his throat and chest, shifting his body weight lower until once more he was rested between the Wufei's parted legs.

He ran his tongue along the hollow of Wufei's hips, gripped his throbbing organ, and pumped it a few times, slowly, deliberately. Lowering his head he ran his tongue over the weeping tip, tasting for the first time the saltiness of his young lover's seed. Wrapping his lips around the shaft he pulled it into his warm, moist mouth and swallowed it greedily.

Wufei surged upwards, voicing a cry that was somewhere between a gasp and a shout but Treize pressed his hands along his chest and silently urged him to lie back down. The sensations that rocketed through his body caused by the pulling suction and warmth that engulfed him were like nothing he had ever experienced before. The scent of strawberries intensified and he was dimly aware of a moist pressure near his rectum.

As he ran his tongue over his lover's arousal, Treize pressed the pad of one well-lubricated finger against the puckered entrance of Wufei's body and gently massaged the tight ring of muscle. Slowly he inserted his finger and felt Wufei's body tighten against the unexpected intrusion, his breath caught in his throat and his hands clawed at the sheets spasmodically.

Treize raised his head but continue to stroke Wufei's throbbing shaft slowly with his free hand. "Relax, Wufei." He murmured, his voice coaxing, soothing. "Allow your body to relax. It'll be a lot easier if you do."

As he fought to slow his breathing, which had become harsh and uneven, Wufei tried to do as he was instructed but as he felt the insertion of a second finger the discomfort intensified. Slowly he forced himself to relax as the fingers surged in and out of his body. He concentrated on the rising tide of pleasure building up in his groin. It was slowly working its way to an unbearable peak and once realized, he was certain it would shatter his whole existence.

Abruptly, pain, sharp and almost unbearable, overwhelmed even Wufei's control as a third finger joined the first two inside the cavern of his body. He bit his lower lip hard enough to draw blood and stifled the whimpers that so desperately wanted release. Hot tears sprang into the corners of his eyes and his throat tightened.

Just as he was about to call out to Treize, "Stop, please stop!" a flash of ecstasy that rivaled even the pain exploded through his body as Treize's fingers brushed against something deep inside his body. The spasm that rocked his body stole away his breath, his thoughts, and filled him with a dazzling light that pulsed and throbbed in time with the thrusting fingers.

Treize continued his intimate explorations, deftly discovering where all of Wufei's tender sensitive spots lay, all the while teasing him with his hand, lips, and tongue. When Wufei began to move against him, tossing his head, and crying out his name in small, desperate moans, the older man knew he was almost ready. His breath came fast as Treize angled his fingers to strike that wonderful sensitive spot deep inside again and again.

"Ahh... Treize! Ahh!" Wufei reached out for Treize, wanting him close, needing to feel him, all of him.

With infinite care Treize withdrew his probing fingers and slathered the strawberry scented lubrication onto his straining erection. He then positioned himself between Wufei's sweat slicked tights and used one hand to guide his throbbing penis until it was pressed against the young man's puckered entrance.

Every inch of their bodies pressed together and the subtle musk of their arousal permeated the air and blended with the scent of rain that wafted in through the open windows. Treize lifted and bent Wufei's legs and rested his small feet on his powerful shoulders. He leaned forward and his mouth was hard on Wufei's, his tongue probing, searching. Wufei returned the kiss with as much passion as it was received, feeling a little overwhelmed.

When they broke apart for air Treize pressed his lips against the shell of Wufei's ear. "I'm sorry." He whispered. Wufei felt an insisted nudge and his eyes widened in sudden understanding.

Lightning sizzled bright and electric outside the window and thunder's low growling voice rumbled its reply moments later. The rain intensified and its hiss filled the world, ignorant of the life changing events about to be played out in the darkened room.

Taking a deep, steadying breath, Treize thrust his hips forward and drove himself deeply into the tight glove of Wufei's body. The young man cried out, his entire body stiffening against the sudden intrusion. Small hands rose to Treize's chest, unconsciously attempting to push away the one who was hurting him. Wufei's nails raked across the smooth expanse of his chest leaving behind thin red furrows.

Planting fevered kisses down on the face of the boy whose innocence he had shattered, Treize tasted his salty tears as they poured down his cheeks and clung to black spiky lashes. With tender caresses and soft murmured words he sought to ease his lover's suffering as he slowly sank deeper into the warm depths of his tight body. Wufei whimpered once, helplessly, and the sound tore at Treize's heart.

"Shh, relax for me, Wufei." Treize coaxed, stroking sweaty strands of hair from the young man's face. "Relax."

Gingerly, Wufei raised his hips a fraction of an inch and Treize slipped another inch into his body, then another until he was buried inside of him completely. He felt Wufei's muscles ripple as they fought against his intrusion. Gritting his teeth, Treize fought to keep himself from driving himself ruthlessly into the boy's body and remained still as he waited for Wufei's body to adjust to him.

"Oh, God, Wufei!" Treize groaned, "You're so tight!"

Wufei didn't reply. He couldn't. All ability to voice rational thought had been eradicated from his mind. He lay there; body rigid, with Treize buried inside of him and did his best to wait out the pain. Fortunately, it didn't take so very long. As the pain gradually receded his body relaxed. He drew in one shuddering breath then another and was relieved that the worst seemed to be over.

"Are you okay, Wufei?" Treize asked softly.

Not yet feeling capable of speech, Wufei nodded.

Treize held himself still above Wufei for many long moments as he felt his inner muscles gradually relax. He then withdrew slowly and reapplied the lubrication liberally over his erection. When he was satisfied, he thrust forward again slowly so as not to cause Wufei any more discomfort.

Theirs was a slow dance of loving that walked the thin line between pleasure and pain. As he surrendered himself to Treize's powerful body, the pain Wufei felt with each powerful thrust gradually melted away and transformed into pleasure that danced just beyond his grasping fingertips. He reached blindly for it, wrapping his arms and legs about Treize and urging him to go faster, harder, deeper.

Pain forgotten, Wufei found himself rising up to meet each driving thrust and joy erupted into waves of pleasure so intense it made him lose all of his precious control. Brilliant shimmering light exploded throughout his entire body and he bucked wildly beneath his lover. He cried out Treize's name as bolts of pleasure that were almost painful ripped his world apart with an intensity he hadn't believed possible. Moments later Treize released his burning desire and his own joyous cry mingled with Wufei's and together they soared into and beyond the realms of heavenly delight.

The intense feeling faded away and Treize collapsed against Wufei, gasping for breath and totally spent. He felt the last aftershocks that rippled through Wufei's body and raising a trembling hand, brushed back a stray strand of black hair from the boy's sweaty face. He dipped his head slowly and their lips meet and they kissed slowly.

When he was at last capable of moving, Treize carefully withdrew his spent organ and pulled his lover into his arms, his hands gliding slowly over his sweat soaked and trembling body. Countless minutes ticked past as they lay together, too tired to move or speak.

The storm outside raged on, pouring down sheets of rain. A drowsy contentment filled Treize and the press of Wufei's body against his own was a blessed temptation. The embers of desire, banked but not extinguished after their vigorous bout of lovemaking, flared briefly as Wufei settled his head against the hollow of his shoulder and sighed quietly.

"I could make love to you all night, Wufei." Treize murmured huskily as he felt the first faint stirrings of lust trickling through his body.

Black eyes glinted mischievously as Wufei's hand trailed down Treize's chest, his abdomen, then dipped even lower. His hand enveloped the flaccid flesh between Treize's thighs and he laughed softly as he felt it awaken at his exploring touch.

"That's good to hear." He sighed, his hands working over Treize's organ with long, firm strokes. "Because it's raining cats and dogs outside and I have no intentions of leaving any time soon."

Taking the initiative, Wufei pushed his newfound lover back against the pillows and straddled him in one smooth motion. He traced his hands down the glistening body in conscious imitation of the acts preformed upon him and was pleased when Treize's body reacted as it was supposed to. Treize's moaned aloud and attempted to sit up, to take control, but Wufei had other ideas. He gripped Treize's wrists and pushed them up over his head and held them there.

"Oh, no you don't." He murmured with a saucy smile. "It's my turn now."

And so the storm raged on through the night and the dance of seduction began all over again.

THE END