Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Victoria Base Affair Extended Edition ❯ Reunion ( Chapter 6 )

Warning: At last! What you've all been waiting for! This chapter contains strong sexual content and lots of it. These guys are SO hot! I am such a pervert. But I'm a happy pervert!

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Chapter 6: Reunion

Treize's initial posting was a difficult assignment, but one from which huge career gains could be made. He was assigned command of a unit providing security and rebel suppression in the Colonies. Success in space could make an officer's career on Earth. Although Treize had opportunities to return to Earth sooner, he chose to remain in space for the full two-year duty rotation. He was not entirely convinced that his desire to return to Earth was as purely motivated as it could be. He missed Zechs with a deep and heartfelt longing.

For the same reason, he also turned down every invitation to visit the Victoria Base until he was invited back for the graduation of Zechs' class. By then, he had been serving for a year at his current post at the Alliance Military Base in Luxembourg, near his home. But even after transferring back to Earth, Treize had stayed away from the Academy. He strongly doubted that he could see Zechs and keep his hands off him. Even after three years of separation, he still had dreams about Zechs from which he woke drenched in his own cum.

But now Zechs was graduating and Treize was done with holding back. He had promised himself that Zechs would be his and he saw no reason to wait any longer.

This year, the Romafeller Foundation was hosting the graduation banquet at the lavish manor of the family of a graduating cadet that was a short flight from the Academy. Normally, the graduation ceremony was held on the parade ground and the banquet followed in the officer's mess. This year, however, while the graduation was still held on the parade ground, as soon as it ended, the graduates and their families were boarded onto military flights and flown and then bussed to the banquet at the Loenfeld manor. This suited Treize just fine. He had been to the Loenfeld manor many times and new the mansion almost as well as his own.

Treize did not go to the graduation, but went straight to the manor. He had no desire to spend any more time than necessary among the Romafeller nobility. Holding his tongue might prove too difficult if he had to play their games for too long. Presentations of honors and awards for student achievement were usually made during the banquet, but everyone always knew beforehand who would be receiving them. Zechs would of course be receiving an award for being first in his class, but that was all. Treize fumed to himself whenever he thought about it. It was an insult that Zechs was not receiving some kind of special recognition for being the only student in the history of the Victoria Base Academy to participate in the alumni games all four years of his attendance. He was just the fifth student to participate on two winning teams. His team had won the alumni games this year.

But Zechs still refused, it seemed, to play politics the way Romafeller nobility liked it, and someone had probably put pressure on the Review Board. As if Zechs would care. But Treize cared and he promised to make a few people wish they hadn't meddled. Treize had a very long reach.

But now he arrived fashionably late, after the banquet and awards ceremony were over and the attendees had settled down to the serious business of mingling, plotting, and backstabbing. Treize worked his way through the room, starting his own rumors and shredding a few reputations, while he looked for Zechs.

When he finally saw him, Treize had to fight to keep from dashing across the room and sweeping Zechs into his arms. It seemed impossible, but he had forgotten how utterly beautiful Zechs was. He forced himself to approach Zechs in a sedate and dignified manner. He had not quite reached him when Zechs turned and saw him. His blue eyes widened slightly and a hint of a smile touched his shapely lips. He didn't say anything as Treize drew near.

“It is good to see you again, my dear Count,” Treize said, praying that his voice sounded normal.

“It is good to see you also, Lord Kushranada. It's been too long.” Zechs' eyes were fixed on his and Treize had to struggle to keep breathing. Desire was burning through him, robbing him of the power of speech. He stared at Zechs, unable to think of anything except how much he wanted this man. Finally, fighting to keep his voice calm and level, Treize forced himself to speak.

“If you don't mind, Count Merquise, I would like to speak with you alone for a moment about your career plans.”

Zechs bowed slightly. “I am at your service, my lord.”

Treize led the way, knowing exactly where he was going. He knew people were watching them leave and he hoped it wouldn't cause too much talk, but at this point, he didn't care. The only thing that mattered was Zechs.

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“In here,” Treize murmured as he opened a dark paneled door. Zechs stepped through and Treize moved in behind him, pushing the door shut and throwing the deadbolt. It was a beautifully appointed sitting room, of the sort where fine ladies and gentlemen would gather to listen to music or discuss politics. But Treize led the way quickly across the room to another door. Zechs smiled when he entered the next room. It was a bedroom. There was no doubt in his mind now about what Treize intended. As Treize closed and bolted this second door, Zechs removed the jacket of his dress uniform and hung it carefully over a chair back. Treize moved to do the same as Zechs calmly removed his boots, stockings and trousers, hanging the latter neatly over the chair as well. Then he turned to watch Treize, wearing only his shirt and underpants.

Treize regarded him steadily as he finished removing his own trousers. Then he stepped close and wrapped his arms around Zechs' waist, pulling him tight against his body. “I missed you, Zechs,” he said. “There were days when I tried not to think about you at all because it was too painful and then there were the days were I could think of nothing but you. I promised we would be together again one day and I am not waiting any longer.”

Zechs put his hands on Treize's shoulders and kissed him deeply. Even after three years, he had not forgotten what it felt like to kiss Treize. He was already excited, but that kiss immediately fanned the heat in his body to fever pitch. He closed his lips around Treize's warm tongue and sucked it, rubbing himself against Treize's hip at the same time. Zechs ached with arousal. The taste and scent of Treize were intoxicating. Treize's hand slipped down to caress his buttocks and Zechs moaned. He started unbuttoning Treize's shirt, eager to touch his bare skin.

“I have imagined so many times what it would be like to touch you,” Treize whispered, “but this reality is more than I ever dreamed.”

Zechs pushed Treize's shirt open and kissed his shoulder. “The fantasies I have had about you, I intend to carry out tonight. I have been saving myself for this.”

“You waited for me?”

“What else could I do?” Zechs looked into his eyes. “I meant it when I said I belonged to you. Now there is nothing left but for you to claim me.”

Treize drew in a deep breath. Zechs could feel his erection pressing against his hip. “I think,” Treize breathed out slowly, “that I am the most fortunate man alive.”

“Very soon,” Zechs replied with an intimate smile, “you will also be the most satisfied.”

Treize moaned. He started walking Zechs backward across the room until the bed bumped against the back of his knees. Zechs pushed Treize's shirt down his arms and Treize released him long enough to let the shirt fall to the floor. Zechs slid appreciative fingers across the smooth, muscular flesh of Treize's chest and down his beautifully sculpted arms.

“You've been keeping in shape,” Zechs said. “It must be all that fencing practice.”

Treize chuckled. “I could say the same about you, I suspect.” He unbuttoned Zechs' shirt and removed it, letting it fall to the floor beside his own. He stroked his hand down Zechs' firmly muscled chest to his flat belly and then slowly slid it into Zechs' underwear. Zechs gasped as Treize clasped his erect cock. “It wasn't fair, you know, that you got to touch me three years ago but I never had the chance to do the same.” He hooked his fingers into the waistband and pulled Zechs' underwear down over his hips, dropping to one knee as he did so. He licked the tip of Zechs' cock. “Now it's my turn.” He slid it into his mouth and Zechs groaned. Treize took his time, clearly enjoying the pleasure of having Zechs in his mouth.

Zechs clasped his shoulder. “Don't finish me! I want to come with you the first time.”

Treize stopped immediately. He pulled Zechs' underwear down to his ankles and Zechs stepped out of them. Then Treize stood up and removed his own underwear. Zechs crawled onto the bed, stretching out on his back and Treize lay down beside him with his arms around him. He kissed Zechs warmly on the lips.

“If you've been going without for three years, I think I will need to get you ready.” He caressed Zechs' thigh and then slid his hand between Zechs' legs. Zechs moved his legs apart, bending his knees slightly. Treize stroked his fingers across Zechs' opening but he didn't penetrate him.

Zechs moaned. “I really, really need you inside me right now.”

“In a minute,” Treize murmured. He licked his fingers and slid them back between Zechs' legs. This time, he slid the first two fingers slowly into Zechs. Zechs closed his eyes with a groan and arched his back slightly. Treize kissed him again. “You're tight. I don't want to hurt you.”

“Please don't make me wait!”

“It will be worth the wait, I promise you.” Treize continued to move his fingers inside Zechs while kissing him hungrily. Zechs spread his legs more and clung to Treize, kissing back with passionate urgency. “Now,” Treize murmured. “Knowing the Loenfeld's, I expect this bedroom is well stocked. Don't move.” Treize rolled over and opened the top drawer of the nightstand beside the bed. “Just as I thought, everything a sexually active nobleman needs.” He removed a tube of lubricant and turned back to Zechs. “I like this brand,” he said with a chuckle. “It's very long-lasting and I plan on being inside you for a long time.”

“You're making me crazy!” Zechs groaned. His body was on fire with need. Treize's fingers had felt so good it seemed painful now that they were gone. He reached down, grasped Treize's cock and began stroking it firmly. “I think you need motivation.”

“As if looking at your naked body isn't motivation enough!” Treize gasped. He quickly poured the lubricant over his fingers and worked it into Zechs.

“That's enough!” Zechs exclaimed. He pulled Treize on top of him and wrapped his legs around Treize's hips. Treize lifted his hips slightly and reached down to guide himself into Zechs. Then he thrust forward firmly and drove himself in as far as he could all at once. Zechs arched up with a gasp of joy. “Oh yes!” he cried. “Deeper!” He squeezed his eyes shut and gripped Treize's shoulders, driving his hips up against Treize urgently. “Oh god, Treize, don't stop!” he gasped out. “Please don't stop!”

Treize thrust into him hard and deep, already panting with exertion. His fingers dug into Zechs' shoulders as he pounded his hips up and down. Tears of pleasure and joy leaked from Zechs' eyes. For three years he had dreamed of this and the culmination of his desire was shattering. Feeling the full length of Treize's torso pressed against his; feeling the hot rush of Treize's breath against his face; feeling the hard delicious length of Treize's erection ramming into him over and over again; Zechs was in ecstasy. He felt like he had never been truly intimate with anyone before this moment. His orgasm started long before his ejaculation came, but when that ultimate explosion of pleasure blossomed, he arched up against Treize with a cry of joy, his body shuddering as the waves of orgasm swept through him. Treize's answering cry of pleasure accompanied the hard pulsing of his cock as he came inside Zechs.

As his shudders subsided, Zechs opened his eyes to find Treize's face inches from his own. Treize gazed intently into his eyes for a moment and then lowered his mouth to Zechs', kissing him long and deeply.

“I have waited so long to be with you like this,” Treize whispered. “I have never loved anyone the way I love you.”

“You are the only man I will ever love,” Zechs answered softly. “I wish we could stay like this forever.”

Treize smiled. “So do I.” He kissed Zechs again, his tongue sliding in to stroke warmly and softly against Zechs' lips and tongue.

Zechs kissed him back, content to lie there, suffused with the warm afterglow of his climax, still aware of Treize inside him and hoping for a resurgence of Treize's desire. He tightened his buttocks, squeezing Treize's cock. Treize pulled his mouth away with a gasp.

“What are you doing, my dear Count?” he exclaimed with a smile.

Zechs smiled back. “Just checking to see if you might be interested in another round.” He squeezed again and Treize groaned.

“I think if you keep doing that, there will definitely be another round.”

“Oh good,” Zechs grinned and kept tightening and relaxing his buttocks. “I just want to make sure the first time wasn't a fluke.”

“A fluke?” Treize gasped out between groans. He lifted onto his hands as his cock engorged. “Let me show you.” And he began driving himself into Zechs with deep powerful thrusts.

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Zechs awoke before dawn the next morning cuddled against Treize's side, his right arm behind Treize's neck and his left arm draped across Treize's chest. Treize was still asleep and Zechs lifted his head to gaze at him lovingly. It was such a relief to finally stop holding back, even if it was only for the moment. He trailed his fingers across the firm, smooth skin of Treize's chest, tracing circles around the nipples before sliding his fingers down the indentation in the middle to his navel, and finally beyond to more interesting places. As he began to caress Treize intimately, Treize stirred. Zechs tightened his grip and a soft sigh escaped Treize's lips.

“Didn't you get enough last night?” Treize murmured without opening his eyes.

Zechs began to stroke him, desire stirring in him as he felt Treize hardening in his hand. “I don't think it's possible to get enough of you,” Zechs answered. He leaned over and stroked his tongue gently across the nipple closest to him.

“Ahh…” Treize exclaimed softly.

Zechs licked him again and sat up, moving to straddle Treize's thighs while continuing to stroke Treize's now fully erect cock. “You satisfied me at least five times last night, although I admit the last two were so close together they might have been counted as the same one.” Treize smiled. “Anyway, I've decided it's your turn. So lie still and let me do all the work.”

“Zechs…”

“Hush. Don't move. It's still early. No one's looking for us yet.”

Zechs moved forward, rising up so he could guide Treize's erection into himself. As he settled onto it, Treize uttered a soft moan. Zechs began to move up and down slowly, leaning forward slightly so he could get more and more of Treize into himself as he moved. Treize pushed up against him and clutched Zechs' knees. His head rolled back and his mouth fell open as he began to pant with pleasure.

Zechs had intended this to be for Treize's pleasure alone, but riding Treize felt unbelievably good. He leaned back, his breath rushing from his open mouth in soft groans. He started moving faster, his groans of pleasure turning to cries of joy.

“Oh Zechs!” Treize cried out suddenly. His body bucked up against Zechs and he came. Zechs could feel Treize pumping inside him and he collapsed onto his hands, his orgasm spraying cum all over Treize's chest. He stayed like that for a moment, waiting for his shudders to subside. Treize was breathing hard, as if he had been the one on top. He slid his hands up Zechs' arms to his shoulders and then cupped Zechs' face in his hands. “If you were the one doing all the work, why am I exhausted?”

Zechs smiled and leaned down to give Treize a kiss. “Because you can't help wanting to be in charge.”

Treize returned the smile and pulled Zechs' mouth back down to his. Zechs' hair spilled down to hide their faces behind a curtain of silver. After a long deep kiss, Treize looked into his eyes. “I am going to have you transferred into my unit.”

Zechs was caught by surprise. “How can you do that? I've already been assigned.”

“I'm a senior member of the Romafeller Foundation,” Treize replied with a smirk. “I can do whatever I want. And I want you.”

“I want you to, Treize,” Zechs said, “but won't it cause trouble even for you if they find out you're fucking one of your subordinates?”

“It would be better if no one found out, I'll admit. But I am not going to live without you anymore. If you're in my unit, we have a reason to spend time together. No one will question it.” He gripped Zechs' arms. “I am well known for wanting the best people on my team. You're first in your class. No one will be surprised when I ask for you.” He sighed. “We spent months resisting the need to become lovers. Then we went three years without seeing each other at all. We're lovers now and I refuse to give that up.” He looked into Zechs' eyes. “You belong to me, Lightning Count, you said it yourself.”

Zechs stared at him for a long time, thinking it through. In all likelihood, they would be caught and he would be thrown out of the Alliance Military. But, until they were caught, they would have months together, sharing their passion. And that was worth any price. He kissed Treize gently. “I am at your service, Lord Kushranada.”