18-July-2003
Sandrock's Prince
A Gundam Wing Fanfiction
By Andrea Readwolf <andrea_readwolf @hotmail.com>
Part 2
Pairings: 4 x 1, 4x5, implied 5+6
Warnings: Sex, harems, slavery, and other things I'm really not knowing of
and hence, flying by the seat of my pants for. ^____^ Yaoi & Het, sorry, no
Yuri
The satin against his cheek was nothing compared to the silken-touched fingers that ran freely over his body, tracing the curves of his arms and back.
"You are lovely," a warm voice smiled in his ear. A hand brushed over his ass, down between his thighs, and he gasped.
"And so very, very responsive."
The bed dipped as the blond young prince repositioned himself, looming over his newest acquisition's back, one flat palm pressing the other's shoulders down into the soft bed as the other hand tilted his hips up to receive the prince.
Blue eyes fluttered shut with appreciation as he sank home inside the other young man's tight, hot body. "Mm, Heero, you're perfect," he groaned, thrusting in and out of Heero's willing body.
A jovial knock interrupted the blond prince's momentum for only a moment as Quatre called out "Enter."
The young man with the long bound hair who had pierced Heero's flesh earlier came into view just as his prince released his seed inside Heero's body.
"Master Quatre," the violet-eyed youth smirked. "Mayhap you should save some of that."
One blond brow arched questioningly as Quatre rolled off Heero's back, pulling his new toy to him and wrapping an arm around his middle, taking hold of Heero's shaft, stroking it lazily.
"And why is that?"
"One of your wives is ripe for breeding... or so say the priests," the longhaired one announced, evoking a long, weary groan from the blond man.
Quatre nuzzled Heero's throat before sighing. "Very well. Have the pair sent to me. Oh, and Duo?" Quatre called the other man back from leaving. "Please have 'Fei send in a bath?"
Duo nodded, sending one last appreciative glance Heero's way before smirking and leaving.
"Come, Heero," Quatre said fondly as Duo left. "As fun as it is to be laying about in bed, our fun is to be interrupted by duty, but we shant let duty hinder us completely."
"Yes, Master."
"Quatre."
"Yes, Master Quatre."
The blond prince sighed.
Moments later, the young dark-haired man who had shown Heero to his Master's room returned, running a bath and setting out new linen for the bed. Quatre eased himself into the warm fragrant water, calling Heero into his lap. After another minute Wufei was there also, kneeling next to the tub and dipping a cloth into the water.
"Is there anything specific you would like for tonight, Quatre-sama?" the dark-haired man asked, sopping the cloth over Quatre's back and shoulders.
"I didn't ask Duo 'who,'" the young prince sighed, peeking an eye at Wufei. "You wouldn't happen to know...?"
"I understand it's Zechs's--" The rest was cut off by Quatre's groan. "Now Master, it's not so bad."
"You only say that because you are not forced to lay with her, my friend," Quatre replied, pulling Wufei's face to his and kissing the dark-haired man soundly.
"May I stay, Master," Wufei asked softly, licking his lips.
Quatre smiled, threading his fingers through Wufei's dark strands. "That's right, you're fond of our lovely Zechs, are you not?"
A blush flooded the Chinese man's cheeks and he looked away.
Quatre chuckled. "Tonight will be Heero's first breeding, but you may stay and watch if you like."
Wufei smiled fondly, his head dipping with respect as he murmured, "Thank you, Quatre-sama," against the blonde boy's lips.
The rest of the bath was finished with swiftness, and after Wufei had patted first Quatre and then Heero dry, Quatre threw him on the bed.
"Quatre-sama!" the ebony haired boy cried, arching his hips up to greet his master's mouth. Tanned hands buried into silky golden hair as Wufei moaned and groaned loudly, writhing on the bed.
After several minutes, Quatre commanded the other to, "Come." And the moment was over.
Heero watched, standing where he was left, next to the tub, wet towel limp in his hands until his master asked for him to clean Wufei. He stepped forward, towel extended, but Quatre stopped him. "With you tongue, Heero."
And Heero obeyed, bathing Wufei with his tongue. Nearly ten minutes later, when Heero was finishing, his master gave him new directions, or, rather, gave Wufei directions.
"Please take Heero with you, 'Fei, and prepare him for tonight's breeding," the blonde said casually, strolling over to the next room. "And please introduce him to the others."
"As you command, Quatre-sama."
The word "breeding" resounded in Heero's mind as he followed the dark-haired boy into the corridors.
"Come," said Wufei with a tiny look over his shoulder. "I shall show you around quickly while we talk, ne?"
Heero scooted closer to the other man so he could hear without the other needing to raise his voice. Wufei smiled and winked at him.
"Good, I see you are familiar with listening ears," he said, turning through a door. "This is the main room where evening meals are taken. Here you are expected to entertain our Master and his father. You may not speak at all when you are in the D'Lar's presence. You may not look at him at all. Come, through here," he continued, leading through another doorway.
"This is the passage to our harem. In here is Master Quatre's entertaining room, where private audiences are given. And through this door is the harem."
But he did not go through. Instead he turned to look at Heero with serious eyes.
"You are new to the harem; you are the lowest of the low. There are only a few ways your status will change. One, you become the Master's favorite, and I can tell you now, I have no intentions of losing that title; two, you become with child, and since you are male, I see that as improbable; or three, a new member enters the harem.
"Once we enter the harem you may not speak unless asked a direct question. Are you ready?"
With a nod from Heero, Wufei opened the door and ushered the new boy in. The harem was just like any he'd ever imagined---only more grand. Silk and satin and soft cotton covered practically everything. Pillows, walls, lounges. There was a large bath the size of a good pond, stretched the length of the harem, with bridges connecting one side of the room with the other every five meters. The room was green with foliage, even the bath, which proudly bloomed water lilies. At the end of the room was another room, this one made of glass.
At first glance, Heero saw only five people, but with the ominous bang of the door closing behind them, more heads popped up out of nowhere to peer at the newcomer.
"This," boomed Wufei, "is Heero. Master Quatre's new pet."
And more heads popped out of the foliage. More men than women, he noticed, and two of the women were clearly pregnant. And then there was a shriek from across the room as two little girls, no more than 3 years by the looks of them, came hurtling down from the glass room.
"Chichi!" the cried, hurtling their bodies against Wufei. He turned then to Heero, his arms full of the little girls. "This is Princess Zara and Princess Mora, Master Quatre's daughters, daughters of the harem.
The very pregnant woman approached them, waddling delicately through the pillows. "'Fei," she greeted warmly, with a kiss the cheek. "Heero, welcome to the fold. "
"Thank you," murmured Heero as he bowed shortly to the woman. But Wufei was yelling.
"What do you think you are doing, woman? Sit back down before you drop that baby on the floor!"
"Thank you," the woman replied without obeying. "I'm not about to have the child this exact minute, baka."
"No, of course not," laughed a new voice. "Hopefully you'd warn us first, ne?"
It was the longhaired man from earily, who had pierced Heero's nipple with the blue metal ring yesterday. Now he was smacking a kiss to the woman's cheek before shoving his tongue down Wufei's throat. When he withdrew again, he turned cobalt blue eyes on Heero.
"Duo, that's me, and this here is Meiran, Wufei's little wife. Oh, don't worry," he continued seeing the look on Heero's face. "They were married before they were sent to Quatre as a present. You could say it was their honeymoon. This little sweetie-pie here," he went on, plucking one of the girls out of Wufei's arms "is Meiran's. She's dom of the harem, the first to give Quatre a baby, you see. And if this little one," he added, rubbing her extended belly, "is a boy, and she'll really be top bitch, won't she?"
"I am not a *dog*, Duo," the dark haired woman replied, slapping his hand away from her stomach.
"And this little cutie," Duo picked right back up again, not bothering to acknowledge Meiran, "is my little girl. See Hilde over, the girl sleeping, yeah, she's pregnant now, too, but she's Mora's mother, and my partner. Better watch out, 'Ran, if she has a boy and you don't you're shit out of luck, you know that, right?"
"Will you shut your mouth for a few minutes, Duo," Wufei growled. "I haven't even told him what partners are, yet."
"And he's supposed to participate in the mating tonight?" the longhaired boy asked incredulously. "Well, hurry up than! He can meet the others later! You better fill him in before tonight, you know."
He continued telling Wufei what to do as Meiran wrapped an arm around his neck and led him off towards some pillows.
"Duo likes you," Wufei said with a smile. "It's always a sign if he can't be quiet for ten seconds. I think you'll like him, too. We shall see, ne?" He started walking along one side of the pool, indicating Heero to follow him. "About partners..." he began.
"Many of the people here in Master Quatre's harem were given to him as gifts. In fact, all of the women here have been gifted to our master. But Quatre-sama has a rule that he will only accept a woman as a gift if a male consort accompanies her. I'm sure you've realized that Quatre-sama is fond of boys as opposed to his father. That is why there are more men here than women.
"The women are watched carefully to determine when they're most fertile. When that time comes, Quatre-sama invites that woman to his bed for the breeding. The man who is her consort joins them with another and the two men perform for Quatre-sama. The priest have decided that Relena is most fertile today, and so tonight, she, her brother, and you will join Quatre-sama in his bed chambers. You and Zechs will perform for them while Quatre-sama mates Relena."
They stopped at the end of the pool, looking into the glass room.
"Ah, Relena, there you are."
The room was, yet again, filled with plants and flowers, and in the center of the room was a much smaller, circular pool. Steam rose from the pool, around the lone figure that was bathing in its depths, naked.
She stood eagerly. "Master Quatre calls me?" she asked as rivulets ran down her skin, returning to the pool.
"No," Wufei replied with barely hidden annoyance. "But here is the one who will join you tonight." He motioned to Heero before quickly turning away. Heero followed.
"Relena, you will find," he continued softly as they walked away, "is annoying to be around for longer than a minute. Although she brags about being the Princess of her country, she and her brother have been sent away, in tribute, *and*," he added, as if this last fact sealed just how terrible she really was, "she has yet to conceive of any of the seed Quatre-sama has bestowed upon her, and she has been here for nearly three years."
They walked for a while in silence, allowing the sounds of the harem to wash over them. The waterfall, the people in the bushes, the gentle breeze, it all seemed calming. And then a presence walked up behind them, casting a shadow over theirs.
"Is this him, then? The new one?" asked the blond long-maned man. At Wufei's nod, he stepped up to Heero, pressing into his back what was unmistakably the man's large, hard penis and rubbing it against Heero. "I look forward to fucking you tonight, little one," he said before stepping away and disappearing back into the foliage.
"Zechs," Wufei waved, but there was a tiny smile on the boy's lips as he said the name, his eyes trailing the spot where the other disappeared. "I think I will leave you here, Heero. You have the afternoon to prepare yourself for tonight. If you would like, you may rejoin Meiran and Duo. They are just a little bit further up. Good day." And then the dark-haired boy disappeared into the same spot the blond man had.
Heero looked around him, at first feeling a bit abandoned. And then he made his way over to where he saw Meiran and Duo gesturing him to them.
TBC
Andrea Readwolf
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