Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Path of Discipline ❯ Chapter 1

Disclaimer: I do not own the Gundam Wing characters, unfortunately.

Notes: I originally intended this to be a one shot to fill a mood, but I've already deicided to give it a chance to be more, it's really up to my readers if I ever continue this. Oh, and this piece is not an example of the proper way to get into this culture! This is my own little fantasy world, no more, no less.

The path of discipline

By: Skeren Dreamera

Setting the terms:

It was just one of those days. Looking around the otherwise empty safe house, Duo shook his head. He couldn't believe the others thought this was a good idea. Sighing to himself, he turned and went back to the jeep, looking at the pair who was still in the vehicle. "C'mon guys, there's no furniture in there!" Receiving a pair of glares of his effort to reason, he sighed, getting his bag out of the back before following the other two up to the door again. Definitely one of those days. He was stuck with Heero and Wufei for a week. Alone. For a week. With the two grouchiest pilots. Wonderful.

The pair had moved into the lone bedroom before he'd made his way back up to the cabin, so he turned and made his way to the kitchen instead. The other two had come here the night before, but he was just arriving this morning. They'd been told to stay here the week due to a sudden burst of activity in the nearby base that they were supposed to keep an eye on, and the nearest lodging was this cabin, that just so happened to be in the middle of nowhere.

Shaking his head as he got a piece of bread and put jam on it, wandering around the empty main room. "I don't believe this, this place'll be boring!" He paused in his inspection of the room as he heard talking coming from the bedroom. He'd thought the two were just doing the normal antisocial thing, but apparently not.

"I don't think he'd be good at it." Wufei was keeping his voice low, but he seemed adamant.

"You aren't around him as often as I am. Trust me on this, he could do it, if we let him." Heero did little to bring their listener into understanding. "You know this isn't something either of us can truly do properly."

"That isn't the point! I know we have limited options, but Maxwell?" He sounded incredulous.

"He's perfect, you have seen the look he gets in his eyes when he fights. It's a deep thing, not temporary. You know I am right."

Wufei let out an audible sigh. "Very well, I do know that you are correct. Do not make me regret this choice."

"No regrets. There is not room for regrets in our lives. Come, we need to give him some idea what it is we are talking about."

Duo backed up; realizing that he had made a protesting noise when Wufei had said he wouldn't be good at whatever it was they were talking about. Usually he was better at listening than that when he needed to be.

The door didn't open immediately, leaving Duo with enough time to sit down and wait for them to open up. Obviously they wanted to have him do something. Might as well be comfortable for the conversation.

When the pair finally came out they walked quietly over to Duo and sat across from him. It was the way that they chose to sit that had Duo raising his eyebrows. Wufei knelt on his knees to his left, legs spread, out so he was still sitting on the floor and not his ankles, his hands to his elbows flat to the floor in front of him, fingers spread out on the wood. He was still looking at Duo, though his head was lowered, watching his reaction and acting as though the position wasn't the least odd, his hair loose around his face. It was an oddly submissive pose. Heero sat to his front right, kneeling on one knee the other pulled close to his chest as he leaned over it and against it, head bowed and hands on the floor in front of him to either side of him as he gazed as Duo through his hair. Another submissive position.

Looking from one to the other in absolute suprize, but not confusion, Duo reached forward cautiously, the fingers of his right hand first tracing through Wufei's hair, before he rubbed his fingers over Heero's cheek. It was only a second more before he pulled back, his gaze moving from suprize to pleasure. "For me?"

Heero lifted his head a little at the question, looking over Duo's face more closely. "Do you know what the offer is?"

Duo tilted his head to the side, his smile turning softer and faintly evil. "I have a good idea, but why don't you both tell me?" He pulled back from them both, siting up a bit more as he watched them. He had done the sort of thing that they were curious about if what he was thinking about was correct. Though, the experience didn't mean he was aquainted with the full sexual parts of it. He'd managed to maintain his virginity throughout his experimentation. It wasn't his choice though, his teachers had never let him keep a pet of his own. His sadistic side had been well discovered and taken advantage of in his training to be a pilot. Not that he'd tell them all that.

Wufei looked over at Heero before pulling back just slightly and lifting his head, looking at Duo more fully. "He and I, we both need certain things.. We cannot properly give these to each other."

"What kind of things?" Duo waited, watching them. So far they had confirmed nor denied a thing for him. For all he knew they were asking for a big favor of an entirely different kind. Didn't make it true, but it made him lend caution to his side of things.

"We both need discipline. More intricate discipline than we currently have. Our orders are not enough to fill that need to satisfaction." Heero dipped his head again after this statement, this time lowering his eyes as well, looking to Duo's hands. He never gained an expression on his face, though there was the faintest bit of hope apparent in the depths of his eyes.

"How intricate do you hope I will give?" Duo looked back to Wufei, seeing the back and forth pattern they were giving to his questions.

"As much as you are willing to give. We.. We would like you to give that needed Discipline. Without guidance we might forget how we should properly be." Wufei dipped his head as well, leaning back out and studying the floor.

"Do you wish to go through control in few things, or all things?" Duo was currently being entirely serious. What they were offering was nothing to make fun of.

Heero didn't even hesitate. "All things. Our missions are the only time it might be of concern. Otherwise, we would be yours."

"Do you believe in the same Wufei?" Duo studied them each more closely, looking at their faces.

"Yes, I believe in the same. We would be yours in all things. Only our missions would be any issue. Will you take us? Do you even know what to do in such a position?" He sounded a bit less certain than Heero, but otherwise, he was sure in his choice.

"I know quite well. I've been in such a place before. They did not allow me to complete such a role in the physical manner however. I am a virgin as yet. And you? What of both of you?"

Heero dipped his head a little lower. "I am. It is a bare thing. I have been left with this need to be controlled, for it is all I have been shown and I know no other way. I am not certain I would like to. I would welcome you to have that of me if it might be your choice though."

Duo tilted his head, seeing how at ease Heero seemed at that moment. He was more relaxed now than he had ever before seen him.

Wufei spoke before Duo said anything. "I was raised in a very strict place. I have been exposed to less. But I am no virgin. I was married, and she is dead. Despite that I am still more ignorant than I would like to be. I would be willing for you to show me what you would allow. This preference of mine.. I've found that I like things no other way."

With a soft sigh, Duo sat back on his heels for a moment watching the pair. Now he understood the conversation. He never realized how closely Heero was watching him. Hel, he'd never considered how closely they both were watching him, that they should come to him for this. He wouldn't let them down though. "I accept. I will keep you both. In what way should I show my mark though?"

He knew there were things that they simply couldn't do because of who they were, namely being Gundam Pilots, so he took the safe route and asked, even as he moved forward to run one hand over each face with light, curious touches.

"We would each wear a necklace. Whatever symbol you choose could adorn the chain. I would wish to wear a collar, but such a thing would be too revealing to OZ if either of us were to be captured."

Wufei nodded as he heard Heero talk. "We already each have a chain. They are closer to silver ropes. Would they be acceptable?"

"I'd have to see. Show me." Duo leaned back on his heels and gestured that they should show them, or go get them.

Each having made their choice in this manner, they moved their hands to their throats, pulling the chains free of their shirts to show how long they were. Heero's was the thicker rope, silver, that barely was more than a choker that showed when he lifted his chin, loose around his throat. Wufei's was more slender, but was also a silver chain rope, being a little longer, but only by maybe an inch or so, making it so it couldn't be pulled over his head. Each boy looked to Duo, hopeful.

"Those will do. Now I will have to go through my bag." Not explaining the odd comment, Duo stood, moving to his bag and pawing through it. He came back a moment later, something small held in his hand. He went to Heero first, reaching back around his neck and undoing the clasp before allowing his little charm to slide down the chair and reclasping it. Moving his hands down the chain, he smiled slightly, glad to see the charm was as sturdy as the chain it sat on and that it was facing outwards. He then turned to Wufei, putting the matching, yet differently colored charm on his chain in the same manner. "They aren't identical. Different gems."

"Gems?" Wufei looked up at Duo questioningly, only to have a mirror pushed towards him.

"Yes. I had them made years ago, during one of the few times I had money. It didn't occur to me until my training why I'd wanted them made."

Looking into the mirror to get a look at the charm dangling around his neck just out of his sight, Wufei's eyes visibly widened. It was beautiful. It was a silver hooded figure holding a scythe across its body. The handle of the scythe was silver, but the blade was what looked to be sapphire. The other gems were the eyes that showed from under the edge of the hood, being a pair of small, eye shaped rubies. The entire figure was well detailed; both front and back showing detail and the blade of the tiny scythe was surrounded by silver to keep it well in place. The figure was little more than an inch tall, maybe two thirds that across. The loop it was set on was a centimeter wide, and barely tapered down behind the figure, melding into the cloak flawlessly, as one piece.

After a moment, the mirror was silently passed over to Heero, who looked at his own charm. It had the figure holding the scythe over the opposite side of the body as Wufei's did. The gem that the blade was made from was emerald, while the eyes were carefully shaped opals. It was a compliment to the other charm, with all the same details, but for the holding of the scythe and the gems.

Heero set the mirror down, leaning over to look at Wufei's charm before lifting his head to show his own. The entire process was done without a word and with a certain sort of reverence. Duo felt proud over that, and a little confused. No one had ever held him in such high regard before. He'd been treated as superior before, yes, but never was he given this degree of utter reverence. Those charms symbolized him, and he knew it and knew they knew it. He didn't want to disappoint them. He didn't see how they could have chosen him of all people to be responsible for them in this way. He'd been a top of sorts before, and even admitting his single innocence, they went through with it. It was perplexing.

Finally the pair looked to him, first Wufei, then Heero. "Thank you. I have not known what to do by myself until now, and I now have you to guide me." Heero smiled ever so slightly after his words and settled back onto his knees from his crouch, bowing his head to him fully.

Wufei watched Heero for a moment before looking back to Duo. "It shall be my pleasure to be yours until you no longer want me." He dipped his head down in a more formal bow than Heero's but just as deep and subservient.

Duo watched them for a moment before moving forward. They were already sitting close to each other. Smiling slightly, he drew Heero's face up in his palm, then kissed him. The moment his lips made contact, he slid his hand back, threading his fingers though his hair to hold him still. He flitted his tongue out of his mouth, over Heero's lips, and was immediately accepted, the lips under his opening as he leaned into his body without otherwise reaching up to touch him, his blue eyes falling shut. After a long moment, Duo pulled back, his eyes running over Heero's features. He found acceptance there, but a slight hint of defiance lingered. That was part of his test. Had he not taken that kiss, then he would have known he was not welcome in that way. With a slight nod, he turned, pulling away from Heero to sweep Wufei's long hair up into his fingers, bringing his head up. Violet eyes looked over his face for only a brief moment before he dipped his head to take a kiss from him as well. A small whimper made it's way from Wufei, but he did nothing but return the kiss, his mouth falling open slightly in offering. Duo took advantage of that offer, slipping his tongue in to taste him as he'd tasted Heero before again pulling back. It took only a second before a real smile crossed his lips.

Pulling them both into his arms from their positions only took a little maneuvering, but he managed it easily enough. "Thank you for choosing me. I shall be honored to keep you both for so long should you need my guide and serve me well." He hugged them tightly to him before loosening his grip, having waited for them to return the embrace.

Wufei tipped his head back a little, watching Duo for a moment before speaking. "Show us."

Heero nodded a little. "Please, show us what you are willing to do in proof. We've had no real discipline of any kind for so long because of the war."

Duo licked his lips a little, looking over first one, then the other as they watched him hopefully. He knew that they were asking for him to show them what he considered punishment, as well as another undertone of the scene being incomplete. "You deserve to be disciplined into your place? Is that what you are presuming of me?" He lowered his voice into a slight threat, his cheery mask sliding away to reveal the inner darkness he held so tightly to his chest. He could play how his new pets wanted, since they asked it of him.

"Yes, we dare to presume. Are you going to let us assume we have any control?" Wufei tilted his head up further, meeting Duo's eyes in a mild defiance. Testing.

Heero smirked slightly, glancing away from Duo to Wufei and back again. "Are you going to let us be in charge Duo?"

With a soft, slightly malicious laugh, Duo reached up, giving each a sharp yank to the hair, denying any possible eye contact and lowering their gazes. "No. You have given yourselves to me. So long as you bear my marks, you shall remain mine, not your own."

Wufei lowered his head for a brief moment with the tug, eyes flickering shut then open again gazing through his hair at Duo, a faint smirk on his face. "You sure about that?"

Heero remained silent for a moment, seeing how Duo would react to the added pushing. Duo by no means left any room for misinterpretation this time, releasing Heero's hair from his tug to fully grip Wufei's hair and pulling his head back to reveal his neck. Wufei relaxed into the movement, he was defiant, but he was still submissive, he'd already given his dominance away to Duo upon hearing that tone of threat. "Entirely certain little Fei." He moved his hand up, pushing aside the edge of his blue tank top with his unused hand as he leaned forward. "Consider yourself owned." The words were murmured against the skin of where his shoulder joined his neck, then Duo bit. It wasn't an all at once sort of thing, more like a building pressure, starting soft and growing harder until he broke the skin. Wufei whimpered under the bite, his hands flitting up uncertainly to Duo's face and hair, not touching, but he otherwise didn't move, keeping his head exactly where it had been put. His only indication of how much it hurt as Duo finally broke the skin was a gasp and another half pained half-pleased whimper. Then Duo pulled back, licking lightly over the wound, then running his tongue over his lips. "Are you owned Fei?"

Duo's deceptively soft whisper was accompanied by the release of Wufei's hair, allowing him to come out of his bowed position. The only real movement he made was to bow his head forward, hair entirely obscuring his eyes. His own voice was soft, pleased, breathless even. He accepted him now. He could now understand why Heero even brought him into this. "Oh, yes. I am owned now."

"Who is it that owns you Wufei?"

His breath was uneven, and he reached a hand out, running it carefully over Duo's sleeve in a light touch. Duo had drawn his blood to reassure him and it made him feel oddly giddy. "You." He withdrew his hand after the faint moment of contact. He knew that things were going to change, he was still uncertain how far. He already knew he'd given in easily, but he was still trying to adjust to his sudden change in perspective of the braided pilot. He knew that soon he'd be giving more, because Duo was willing to take this all to a more extreme level than Wufei had even imagined. He liked it though. There wasn't going to really be a fully safe place around Duo any more and that by itself appealed in it's own way. Simply because they were constantly fighting for their lives didn't mean he didn't like it when it was coming from a loving hand. He chose to see what he would do with Heero instead of fussing over the future. He didn't know what Heero would ask of Duo though. The two hadn't ever discussed this particular thing. They had planned on simply asking, not demanding proof that he was willing to give them what they wanted. They wanted him to steal away their control. Wufei didn't realize until then how badly he'd wanted that.

Once Wufei withdrew his hand Duo turned to Heero, leaving Wufei adrift in his sudden wash of thoughts. "You have doubts as well. I see you think I have placed a charm but no mark. Does that mean you still view yourself unclaimed?"

Heero had a hunger in his gaze. He knew Duo was creative. He chose the best way to assert his dominance for Wufei. But it would take more for him than it had for Wufei, for the simple fact that he needed more to assure him that he was indeed not the one in charge. He'd never truly ever allowed anyone to have a real place in charge of him, much as he wanted it, and he hoped Duo would finally fill that aching void. "I view myself as claimed. But I also view myself un-mastered. Prove you own me Duo."

Duo stared into the hungry eyes that fully met his, seeing the challenge there. "How far must I go to prove this to you Heero?"

"No one has succeeded in mastering me. If you can take me, then you can keep me." Heero smiled slightly, and it was hopeful. He knew how fast Duo could be. "If you can take me, break me, use me, remake me, I'll be with you forever. I'd never want to leave. But can you even get me?"

Duo saw the challenge and determination enter those eyes before Heero finished his question. He was already moving forward, springing forward quickly to temporary pin Heero on his back. Though the motion was short lived, he managed to whisper to Heero. He had to know. "What will it take to make you be taken?"

Heero sprung forward, rolling them as he answered Duo, even as Wufei was moving out of the area they were in, less than eager to interrupt the brewing violence. "Take what none have taken. Be in me." Leaping back away from Duo, he reached his feet, Blue eyes watchful on his braided opponent.

"As you wish Heero. As you wish." Duo didn't deny that the entire process until then had already been turning him on. He just hadn't realized how far Heero would take it. He was demanding that Duo take him. And Duo was already finding that this once; he could not deny his partner. Not even this show of force and need that was being pushed on him. Heero wanted proof that Duo wanted him, and that he was willing to take what he wanted. He could do that. Duo let his thoughts leave him then. He could fight well. It took allot to stay alive on L2, and Heero was his equal, not his better, no matter how he acted. He knew street fighting, and now was the time to use it. Leaping forward, Duo kicked into Heero, knocking the breath out of him with the sudden attack after his long pause. He didn't wait for a reaction, feeling that Heero was already trying to compensate, and he brought his hand around in a backhanded hit.

Heero reeled back, both from the force, and to get the room he needed to retaliate best, but Duo wasn't allowing him even an inch. Every move seemed to tell him that he was only receiving what he wanted. He was glad. He dodged to the side, kicking out at Duo, and narrowly missing as the pilot lunged towards him, knocking the kick aside with his forearm. His attack wasn't at him this time, but his shirt. He already knew Heero had others, so he did the easiest thing, he ripped it straight down the front, then off in the same move, circling back away from him again in the next moment. Heero was slightly suprised, causing him to falter as he felt the brush of cold air on his skin, the break in movement just enough that Duo could subject his spandex to a sudden yank downwards. Duo jumped back again as Heero ducked down a little to try and cease the hindering that his shorts were causing, even as he dodged aside of Duo, narrowly deflecting a punch on his forearm.

Catching a glimmer of the determination in Duo's eyes, Heero realized that there wasn't any way he was actually going to win over the braided boy this time, and he tried not to let that slow him down. He'd made a demand, and he would hold to his end of it, even if he was suddenly struck with nerves. The distraction that Duo's eyes caused the off balance teen made the point moot however as he suddenly tackled him to the floor. Heero gazed up at him for a brief moment before proceeding to attempt to knock the other boy from his side. It hadn't been a comfortable landing and he was still tangled in his spandex.

"I won't stop until you give up, or you get me, not this time." He'd seen the brief confusion in Duo's face, so he spoke. Seeing the understanding light his dark violet eyes, Heero was relieved he'd been understood. He tried to remove Duo from his perch on his side, lashing out with a fist, only to have it promptly grabbed as Duo rolled him suddenly onto his stomach. He didn't spare even a second before grabbing his other hand, pulling both up sharply behind his back and transferring them to one hand while Heero was still regaining his wits.

"I know you weren't trying your hardest. But that's ok Heero, that's ok." Duo had leaned forward, undoing his over-shirt rapidly and pulling it off one arm, then sliding it down the other as he wound it quickly around his wrists, creating a quick, hard knot of fabric that the only slightly struggling boy had his hands tangled in. Spinning around on his back the moment Heero's hands were bound without actually getting up, Duo proceeded to shred the spandex off of Heero rather than bothering with removing them, leaving him in nothing but his shoes and socks. Heero moved, a last ditch, though even half hearted, vicious, kick was aimed at Duo, and promptly connecting with an arm before Duo spun, catching Heero's legs firmly under his own as he crouched, even as he put one of his hands on Heero's upper back. "I really don't wanna hurt you this way. Other ways, maybe, but not there. You will cooperate on this."

Heero was clueless in this one matter. He craved discipline, but he'd never really ever had pleasure. Duo was more than prepared to demand he take pleasure. Suckling his own fingers for a moment, Duo slid his finger down, circling the wet digit over his opening, causing Heero to entirely freeze in place. The sensation was entirely new to him. Duo took the brief shock to slide his finger in, slowly working the tense muscle, careful not to damage him. He was also being careful to watch for any sudden demands for release by way of a body lunge of some sort. Keeping an eye on Heero and hand on his private entrance, Duo moved the hand from his back to quickly undo his own pants before returning to it's former position, allowing his erection freedom. He couldn't deny he was turned on, even to the point of being wet. He'd allow that wetness to roll over, much as preparing Heero in some manner demanded his patience. He pulled his hand back as he felt Heero finally relax and dipped in his second finger, managing to turn his hand just so, causing Heero to shudder under him as the pleasure suddenly washed over him.

"You still want it all Heero? I can call you claimed if you want no more for now." Duo leaned down over Heero, careful to keep his legs pinned as he did. "Do you still demand more Heero?" His voice was gentle and soft, mindful of Wufei's wide-eyed presence across the room.

"Please, Duo. No one has ever possessed me, I want you to be that person, to own me." His voice barely held together before he let out a whimper pushing back on the hand that had been so diligently loosening him.

"Then relax Heero, and I'll make you mine." Duo pulled his hand free, causing a soft groan of protest from under him. Heero turned his head to look at Duo, his blue eyes near black from his emotions, and then he made himself relax, waiting.

The fight was done. Now all that was left was the pleasure Duo was going to give Heero, and the pain. He dearly wanted both. He was disappointed on neither count as Duo moved his clothing out of the way, gently moving his erection to Heero's entrance and pressing forward, not slow, but one long careful movement. The pain that blossomed from the long thrust was less than Heero had feared, but it still hurt, and he held himself still under Duo, waiting to be taught and savoring the new feeling. It was only a few heartbeats before Heero relaxed enough that Duo felt confident it was ok to keep going. He didn't have any practice in this particular arena, so he was being as careful as he had an idea of. Moving his hips forward and back, Duo leaned down over Heero, resting kissed all over his shoulders and neck, only gaining confidence as he heard a low groan from under him, feeling Heero's insistent movements back. He gave what was being demanded, his own hands running all over Heero's chest and back, then slid over his stomach, pulling Heero up more as he readjusted himself. He settled his legs between Heero's instead of over, lifting his hips closer to him with his arm around his waist as the other wandered to lightly pinch his nipple while he took him, drawing a tortured groan to rise.

It almost startled Duo when he heard Heero's soft words start up after his adjustments. "Harder, faster, please master, please!"

Blinking at the sudden pleading and the obvious neediness that Heero was openly displaying, Duo gave in, increasing his pace and force while a hand slid down Heero's chest around his erection to pump him, knowing that with the new pace he wouldn't last all that long. With the sudden added friction, Heero tensed, a low whimper rising from him as he came into the hand wrapped around him, driving Duo over the edge with him. Duo managed to stay on his knees, pulling back from Heero and rolling onto his back before reaching his hand back out, tugging at the tie as his other hand reached out to tilt Heero's face towards his, violet eyes searching.

"Do you accept me now Heero?" He was so worried he'd hurt him, or that he'd changed his mind somewhere along the way over the whole thing. That was his main worry. He didn't know if he'd been any good at all for the other boy, but he knew that Heero was his now no matter what he said.

"Duo. You are my master. Anything you want of me." He moved closer, sliding under the arm that was messing with the ties on his arms. He looked into his eyes, lowering his voice. "My first orgasm, my first sex, both yours. I am yours now. In whatever way you choose to keep me, if you still want me." His eyes showed his slight fear of rejection, even now, and they showed his hope, and his pleasure with the idea, all overshadowed with his seriousness.

"I want you Heero. I'll keep you. I'll make sure you know what I want." He smiled slightly, untying his hands before raising his head from the floor to look over at Wufei. He raised his voice to carry across the room. "Fei, no need to hide in the corner man, I'm too tired after all this to jump ya just yet."

The quirky joke showed them both in that instant that they hadn't lost the old Duo, they just had gained a brand new one to go along with him. Neither one of them could figure out if that was a good thing though, or a bad thing.(A.N. was supposed to be a one shot buuuuuut I guess not huh?)

To be continued.