Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Taming ❯ Duo Unmasked ( Chapter 7 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Well this chapter's angsty-er than I had intended but I promise you won't see too much of that. Next chapter, Relena!!!
A lot of questions about how Duo will react to Heero's sudden interest. Will he go for it, struggle or run away? Will they be interrupted or will Heero have a change of heart? Will an alien come bursting out of Duo's chest and devour Heero and the horses? ...damn, gave away the ending...but yes, as advertised there is a lime here but no lemon. Why? Wait and see, but to the person who mentioned Duo's 'mask,' I salute you!

Oh, and yes I know that Duo is taller than Heero in the series (well, I know *now*), but this is A/U. And since Duo was an undernourished orphan, he didn't get the food necessary to allow him to grow to his usual height. That's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.

So...I noticed that I still don't own GW. Well that sucks.
And last: warning, warning, incoming lime. Ten seconds to meltdown.
We're all gonna dieeeeeeeeee!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Quatre and Trowa were a little upstream from where Duo and Heero had washed. They were enjoying a much leisurely pace, due in part to the fact that Towa didn't have to bodily throw Quatre and partly because the water was absolutely freezing. Trowa watched with amusement as his slave tried to clean himself off as best he could without actually getting wet. It wasn't working out too well.

Finally Quatre bit the bullet. He waded into the stream and began splashing himself, trying to get as clean as possible as fast as possible. He bent down and began to splash to clean his upper half.

This was unfortunate for Trowa.

He had gotten so caught up with watching his wet, half naked slave in the water that he failed to notice the wave of water rapidly approaching. It caught him square in the face.

Quatre froze. He had just soaked his master. His Master. Quatre was too scared to make a noise as Trowa swiftly walked towards him, legs splashing as they churned the water. Quatre looked up at his master, already cringing away from the blow he knew was coming.

"Is that the way you want to play?" One hand sent wave of water splashing over Quatre's chest. Trowa smiled at Quatre and that smile was returned shyly, as was the water. Soon they were in the midst of a water fight and having the best time either of them could remember. Trowa strode towards his little slave, mock threateningly and Quatre backed away, smiling. He was paying more attention to the expression on his master's face than his footing but luckily for him, when he slipped on a wet stone, Trowa was right there to catch him. Quatre looked up at his master in surprise.

Trowa noticed the look and interpreted it correctly. Dropping a kiss on the blonde's forehead he said, "Surprised I caught you? Little one, you'll never get away from me."


Duo was surprised when Heero threw him off; his startled squawk echoed in the clearing until Heero clamped a hand over his mouth. "Shhhh." Heero moved his hand so it was resting up beside Duo's head with his other one on the other side. He lowered his head until it was just a breath away from Duo's and smiled down at his slave. "Do you want this?" He didn't wait for a response. Duo's mouth was ripe for the picking and Heero couldn't resist. He had been teasing him ever since they'd met and Heero decided that now was the time. He lowered his head ever so slightly and their lips met.

Duo held perfectly still, utterly shocked, as his previously reluctant master seemed to be taking charge. He couldn't believe Heero had given in so soon. But on some level...

Duo's lack of reaction at the kiss seemed to surprise Heero. He moved back slightly to nuzzle at Duo's neck before reclaiming his lips. This time Duo responded. He opened his mouth for Heero's persistent tongue to explore.

And explore it did. It seemed that Heero would not be satisfied until he had tasted every part of Duo's mouth. His tongue quickly dominated Duo's and both men moaned into the kiss. One of his hands moved from beside Duo's head to cup his soft cheek and stroke down his neck.

Duo leaned into the caress and gently rested his hand on Heero's back, not applying much pressure.

Heero took that hand as encouragement and moved his hand lower still. It trailed across Duo's chest and circled his nipples until they pebbled, brushing across his flat stomach before coming to rest on his awakening arousal. Heero's hand circled that organ and pumped it slowly as his other hand reached around underneath his panting slave. Heero spread the round globes that had been on his mind all day and felt for the opening hidden there.

Duo stiffened, but not in the way Heero had intended. It was only slightly and only for a split second but Heero instantly got off him. "Duo, are you alright?"

Duo gave him a sultry smile, "Yes, master. But why did you stop? Things were just getting good."

Heero thought for a moment. Has he ever called me master before? Heero looked down at his slave once more and then walked to the bush where they had left their clothes. "Here," he threw Duo's to him, "I'm not going to rape you."

"I'm yours, Heero, you can't rape me. Not when I want it so bad." Duo moaned and ran his hands suggestively over his braid. Duo ignored the clothes that landed beside him and leapt up, putting a hand on Heero's shoulder to stop him from getting dressed. "What did I do? I thought you were finally ready to have sex."

Heero looked down at his slave. "You're not."

"I *belong* to you. I'm ready to do whatever you want, whenever you want me." There seemed to be real fear in the violet orbs.

Heero put a hand on Duo's chin to force him to meet his eyes. "Why are you so desperate if this isn't what you really want."

Duo tried to make an excuse but Heero's expression of concern convinced him to tell the truth. "That's what I'm here for. As master's go, you're the best that I've ever had and I want to make you happy."

"You don't have to have sex with me to make me happy." Heero was actually surprised at how serious Duo seemed. For once, he was telling the truth without trying to hide it through joking and Heero wanted to take advantage of this seriousness.

Duo refused to meet Heero's eyes, tears filling his own. "I don't want you to send me back."

Heero looked at his slave, "Oh Duo... You don't have to worry about that. I promise you can stay as long as you want to, alright?"

Duo looked up at his master. "Really?"

Heero smiled, "I promise I won't send you back. Why don't you put your clothes on and we'll go see what Trowa and Quatre are doing, okay?"

"No. I'm to take care of whatever needs you have. And I want to make you happy."

"Just because I'm your master doesn't mean I own you, Duo."

Duo chuckled through his tears, "Actually. . ."

"Well yes, I suppose it does. But I...you...that is to say...as long as I own you, I'm going to try and protect you from abuse. That means I won't abuse you myself, okay? Now lets just go back to camp. I promised you a riding lesson, didn't I?"

Duo groaned. "I thought you said no abuse."

Heero chuckled. "Come on. I bet Trowa and Quatre are wondering what happened to us."

Duo slid his clothes on and followed his master back to camp, confused but happy.

He had a horse to fall off of.