Originally posted: February 3, 2001
Revised: January 15, 2003
Title: Reaching critical mass
Author: Christine
e-mail: Devilkitty@speakeasy.net
Pairing: 04x02; Rashidx02; Magaunacsx01
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Graphic Sexual activity, Rape. OCCness.
Quatre Caligiliazation/bastardization. Author was suffering from OD of alcohol
and a marathon of I, Claudius the first day of her vacation, when she started
this series. Just plain weirdness. Third part of In The Beginning, And So It Continues
"I snuck off that L2 colony in a trade ship. I am a trained terrorist with ten assassinations to my name. I am feared in the ranks of OZ soldiers as the harbinger of Death. So why am I worried about a simple snatch and grab on an over watered Earth estate?" Duo asked himself as he went over the wall and dropped into the bushes that were in front of it. He was a good five hundred feet from the house, with a nice group of trees to screen his approach. This was an isolated estate just a few buildings, including one the just screamed barracks. No one in sight, so now was the time to start his retrieval of Heero. He wasn't with OZ, because Duo had checked everywhere that he thought of to see if he had been captured, but there wasn't anything that he could find on him, so he was pretty sure that Quatre had nabbed him.
Duo stalked up to the house, flitting from bush to tree, tree to shadow, confident in his abilities, but uneasy that he didn't see anyone patrolling the grounds. It had been almost too easy, a perfect textbook approach to a B & E. Duo was startled out of his paranoid thoughts by the large hand that wrapped itself around his wrists and immobilized him, a huge man appearing out of nowhere he swore. He gasped when he realized that it was Rashid and his mission was a bust. Someone had tipped off Quatre that he was going to be here. That was all that he could think as Rashid swung him over his shoulder like he was a side of beef and carried him inside the building that he had been thinking about to breaking into.
Duo hung over the other man's shoulder, struggling to breathe more then trying to escape, but kicking and trying to scream for all he was worth anyway. He was both relieved and embarrassed when he was dumped in front of the desk that Quatre had been sitting at, in the large office that he had been carried into. He was embarrassed that he had been caught so easily, but relieved that he could finally breathe freely now that he wasn't thrown over Rashid's shoulder. The blonde pilot got up when Rashid put him down and then leaned over the panting boy and stroked his cheek gently as Rashid held Duo immobile, holding his arms above his head with one hand and pinning him between his legs with his other hand as Rashid sat down on one of the chairs that were in front of Quatre's desk.
"I was always sorry that we didn't get a chance to get to know each other better," Quatre said, as he settled back against the desk he had been working at, studying Duo and smiling slightly. "I thought that you would be interesting...to get to know."
Duo stared back, a resigned expression in his eyes. He was here because Quatre was acting bug fuck and had sexually and mentally abused Trowa before letting him go and letting him conveniently run back to Duo. Duo had grabbed Wufei once he had gotten the whole story, worried that Quatre might try this on another pilot. Since Heero had gone missing about the same time that Trowa showed up, he had thought that Heero might have stumbled into Quatre's trap the same way that Trowa did, tempted to come to Quatre by the sweetness that actually didn't exist in the psycho bastard. Heero had fallen for the illusion of innocence and light, a male Relena Peacecraft. What pissed him off the most was the fact that his controller knew that the little shit was nuts and told no one. Okay, G hadn't told anyone that he was nuts, but his nuttiness was harmless!
Quatre continued calmly. "And now you are wondering who betrayed you? Was it Trowa? Your controller? Your own stupidity?"
Duo attempted to shrug, the way that Rashid was holding him it made that move a bit difficult, but he tried any way. That movement made Rashid move his other arm around his waist, shoving his ass, which was already snuggly nestled over the older man's crotch, up further and closer so that he could feel more of Rashid's body heat, and a certain piece of flesh thickening underneath his ass, Rashid rubbing it against him surreptitiously and enjoying the feeling him start to shake because he was doing that. Even he couldn't figure out if it was fear or excitement, remembering Trowa's comment that Rashid was big. Quatre continued to smile that same, fucking ‘I know it all' smile that he had suddenly sprouted, as he explained everything to Duo. He thought it was because the shit was suddenly suffering from what he dubbed ‘Khushrenada's Syndrome', because he had to hear himself talk endlessly about obscure topics that no one else was interested in. Or it was to give Rashid more time to play with him, and to scare him with that monster hiding in his pants.
"Instructor H told me that you were coming. He's still afraid of me…even if I can't get near him," Quatre's smile turned wistful. "That was wonderful…abusing him and showing him who was in charge. I had been getting ‘bored', I should say with my usual amusements. My sisters were wonderful, but I wanted something different."
Duo breathed the word, "Sisters," in a shocked tone. Did that mean what he thought it did? Quatre was crazier then he thought if he was doing it with his sisters because that was just plan sick!
Quatre laughed and nodded, guessing at what had shocked the braided boy. "I was having the ones that lived with me, nightly. Don't look so shocked…my father started it. He had a number of girl children so that he could have his own personal harem. The ones that could ran. Those that couldn't or didn't want to, stayed with him …including my sister/mother."
Duo made a funny sound at that little tidbit of information. Genetically bug fuck, from his crazed parents.
Quatre continued, "I can't figure out if my mother died of embarrassment or anger. He was thinking of replacing her, with one of her younger sisters when she died. By the time that I was twelve, there were only three or four at home, the rest had managed to disappear, to get away some how. Or he had thrown them away, into some ‘businesses' that he owned in certain colonies and spaceports. He had made them, so he could dispose of them as he wished. Those that stayed were so conditioned by my father that they were fucking him and each other, since nothing else interested them, but sex. Except for Jade…she…she was wonderful, he hadn't broken her."
Quatre left his seat and sat down next to Duo, starting to play with his hair, stroking his cheek, touching him all over as he continued talking to him. Duo shrank back, but realized that he had no place to move, with the way that he was being held. "Jade was a few years older then me…when I was twelve, she started fucking me. The things that I learned from her…then we expanded our circle…I was fucking all of them nightly eventually or watching while they enjoyed each other. My father didn't throw me out because of politics, he caught me doing all of them at once and he doesn't share his whores. I was angry…then Jade…" Quatre smiled evilly. "Jade suggested to our father that we both do her, before he kicked me out. Or she would spill the whole thing to the press, how he sexually abused us both. How twisted he was…and how pitiful a cocksman."
Quatre leered at Duo, "Allah it was wonderful, feeling her tight ass and my father's cock just separated from me by a thin piece of flesh. She was also eating one of my other sisters while finger fucking a couple of more. He kicked me out after that, sent me off to H to get me away from my sisters, so he wouldn't have to share, so they wouldn't know what it was like to taken by a real man.
Then Jade arranged for a small ‘accident'. My father…it is a pity…but he isn't quite the man that he used to be, she parades him out for public appearances, but that is about it. I think that she did something to him the night we were all together. That might have been her plan, which is why she suggested what she did, the ‘accident' happened soon after that. Jade runs everything now, she's just waiting for me to get bored and return to her. But I like the power of a Gundam too much to go home just yet. But she did introduce me to the joys of a tight ass, the power that you had over someone, taking them like that, showing them you had dominance over them. But as soon as I go home…I think I might break her…see if it is different for a woman then a man.
Rashid I met on the way out to that idiot H. The good man was supposed to ‘cure' me. But he thought that he could control me enough to be the pilot that he was looking for. However, after the Instructor built Sandrock for me…I had Rashid hurt him to keep him in line, to show him who actually was in control, to show him that I was that one that had the power. Actually, he spent a week with all of the Manganacs doing him, while I watched him scream and beg them to stop hurting him. Then I informed him that if he told anyone…he wouldn't be let out of that room the next time, they'd fuck him raw, and then dump his body somewhere. So when you started to ask about me with your controller, he told me about it. Instructor H also managed to send a fake message to Heero, so that he missed your warning and came here. He wanted to keep me occupied so that I wouldn't send any of them after his withered ass again."
Quatre started to fiddle with buttons on Duo's clothing, ignoring the struggles that he was attempting to make, undressing him to play with his body. Duo stopped struggling when he realized that Rashid was getting enormous pleasure out of his thrashing about from the hard on he was feeling through the man's pants. He had been aware of if for a while, but he couldn't ignore that hard piece of flesh any longer. It was practically screaming, ‘Pay attention to me!' and he wanted to pay it a lot of attention.
"Heero is boring though." Quatre continued in a conversational tone of voice. "The first time…he fought me, and that was a little interesting. But even a good soldier can be overpowered by enough men." As Quatre was telling all this to Duo, he was rubbing his callused thumbs roughly over Duo's exposed nipples. Duo moaned faintly as he felt them harden to tiny little pebbles at his attention. Quatre laughed at his reaction and continued to rub gently, making the circles larger and larger, drawing a number of interesting noises from Duo, even when he started to get rougher with his treatment of them, by twisting and scratching them. He was surprised that Duo still sounded like he was enjoying his attentions even if he was inflicting pain on him. This was interesting.
"After that…I was bored. The Manganacs have him in their barracks. He's being fed hashish, opium and a few other drugs, so he's very amusing for them to play with. He doesn't fight it that much any more, just makes the most wonderful noises when they take him, I've watched it. I enjoy seeing him trying to fight the first few, even tied down. After a while though, he's beaten and then he whimpers divinely, he doesn't even realize that he's making those noises. He does have all that wonderful stamina from his training and he can take a lot of them before they have to let him rest. He's usually too stoned to fight back much, but he is aware enough to figure out what they are doing to him. And he hates it. Hates when he enjoys it and he doesn't even realize why it feels good, why he's humping the bed while someone fucks him."
Duo wiggled, trying to get away from those knowing little hands that were making him feel too good. He was starting to get an erection and he knew that Quatre saw it and he was ashamed that it felt so good. Quatre may be a bastard, but he was a talented bastard, knew where to touch someone to make them weak in the knees and a few other places and his cock hard with a few touches.
"You like this don't you Duo?" Quatre asked, unbuttoning Duo's pants and shoving them down to his knees, after Rashid shifted a bit to allow Duo's pants to be removed. Quatre stroked Duo‘s cock, playing with the moisture that was leaking from its head, watching Duo's reactions. Duo tried thrust into that touch, whimpering a little when he couldn't move. He felt like his skin was too thin, his nerve endings painfully aware of everything, especially the hardness of the cock that was pressing into his body through the rough pants that Rashid was wearing.
The feeling of being trapped was intoxicating to him. He loved being helpless and giving his lovers all the control. He loved being used by them and some of the things that they had done to him, differed very little from the situation that he found himself in now. The big difference was that he loved and trusted G and Howard. He didn't trust either man that had him trapped right now. And love was an emotion that was even further away then trust with these two, but this was still turning him on. Stupid him, he had thought that his ‘control issue' wouldn't be a problem to the mission, that he only reacted that way with Howard and G, since he didn't lose it with Trowa and Wufei, and because he hadn't reacted to a lot of people that had propositioned him. Well it was a problem and he was worried about how this was going to end, even as he longed for either one of them to hold him down and do him...do his ass…do his mouth, fuck him raw and blind. Use him like he wanted to be used. He had missed that lack of control away from his lovers and these two bastards were making him want them because they could take away that control because he was so screwed up about sex.
"Oh yes you do…" Quatre crooned, unzipping his own pants, drawing out his cock. Duo felt Rashid shifting his grip so that he could force Duo's mouth down onto Quatre's swollen cock, cupping the back of his head to control him. Before he could do anything he heard Quatre say sweetly, "Bite me and Rashid will rip out your arm and fuck you with it, if he doesn't crush your skull with one blow. How good a blow job you give me depends on what happens to you after that. Do I have to tell you to impress me?"
Duo tried to nod, torn by the fact that Quatre hadn't stopped playing with him and how good it felt and knowing that he really didn't want to get fucked by these two, which was a given right now, they were going to use him and there wasn't a damn thing that he could do. Actually his mind didn't like it, but his body was telling him that his little session with Trowa and Wufei just made it want more sex and this was the way that he liked it, helpless unable to fight whatever his partners wanted to do to him. G should have been worried about letting him loose if he was this much of a slut to want to be fucked by these two assholes.
Rashid held his hair in a tight grip, touching Duo's lips to the pearls of moisture that were on the end of Quatre's cock. Quatre wasn't cut and Duo flicked his tongue over his foreskin, tasting all of him, before he moved in to start to swallow him. Quatre moaned, gripping Duo's shoulder, digging his nails into his skin, not caring about the pain that Duo might be feeling. Duo slowly swallowed Quatre, very careful not to let his teeth touch him at all. He didn't want to have Rashid work him over. He swallowed as much as he could, just becoming an opening for Quatre to thrust into, until he took him all in, showing Quatre what he could do, and then sucking hard for a moment. He eased his head back a little, knowing that Rashid and Quatre were controlling his movements, but Rashid was content to give him some slack so he could work at his own pace, even if he was forcing him to keep his head down to keep sucking on Quatre. If either one of them wanted to kill him, choking him on Quatre's overly large cock was a viable option for them, but it hadn't crossed their minds…yet.
He teased the head some more with his tongue, listening to Quatre's moans to figure out if the other boy was enjoying this and deciding what he should do next. He settled on treating it like a giant lollipop, twirling his tongue around the head, licking it slowly, drawing it out, even if he did have the urge to take a chunk out of the bastard with his teeth. Thankfully, as he got more involved in licking, Quatre reciprocated by stroking his cock, too slow to make him come, but it did get his mind off of who he was doing this too. He involuntarily whined when Quatre stopped stroking him and then pulled his dick out of his mouth. Quatre started stroking himself furiously so that he came in his face, taunting him in mixture of Arabic and English, as he shot his load all over Duo's face and hair. "Sarmuta…Salakkat.1 Only good for fucking. A real pilot would have fought back by now, tried to escape. I should just throw you in the barracks with Heero, the perfect whore."
Duo shut his eyes, not wanting to get Quatre's load in his eyes when he couldn't wipe it out of them. He opened them when he felt he was through, and his tongue unconsciously darting out to lick one on the streams of come that was sliding down his face and then licking another one after the first taste. Quatre was a bastard, but he tasted good and Duo regretted that he didn't swallow any more of his semen, because he had liked the taste of it. Duo felt a small surge of pride that he had manage to swallow Quatre's cock as deep as he did. Now that he had gotten a good look at it, it looked like he had stolen it off of a pony, his genitals were larger then his slight frame would indicate. No wonder Trowa said that it hurt, because Quatre had a dangerous weapon with him all the time with that thing.
Quatre leaned over and slid his finger up Duo's cheek, gathering the rest of the gooey liquid that was drying there and then shoving that finger over Duo's lips, trying to force it inside his mouth. He was surprised that Duo's tongue flicked out again and circled the tip of his finger, before sucking it inside. Duo's eyes stared into Quatre's as he repeated the treatment that he had given the other boy's cock to his finger, seeing how he enjoyed the feeling of his tongue licking his finger clean, when he stayed hard. Quatre smiled at Duo, and then withdrew his finger. With his other hand he signaled to Rashid, giving him an ordered in Arabic that Duo didn't understand, but he knew what was going to happen when Rashid took his pants off the rest of the way.
Duo shivered in the sudden cold that he felt as the minor protection that his clothes had given him were gone, his boots being taken off so that Rashid could get his pants off, Rashid finally dropping his arms so that he could take off his shirt. Duo shuddered when Rashid let go of his arms, his shirt being wrestled off his numb arms, one arm at a time, so that he couldn't fight back, not that he thought that he could. They were too numb to do anything but flop to his sides before Quatre pinned them in front of him, pulling him forward a little, so that his naked ass was raised up a bit. He heard the sound of Rashid's zipper being undone, and his massive cock practically jumping out of his pants to hit his ass with a soft ‘thud'.
Rashid sighed with relief from the feeling of freedom that he his cock had from its uncomfortable prison, before he reached for the jar of ointment that was sitting on Quatre's desk. He had been hard for a while; the pressure of Duo's shivering body exciting him. He greased himself up, enjoying the feel of the trembling figure below him, the shivers that he felt going through Duo's body. Fear had become an aphrodisiac to him over the years. He idly wondered if Duo was a virgin, if he liked men, if he would even survive what they were going to do to him with his spirit intact.
Duo couldn't see what was going on, but he could hear it, could feel the cock that rested on his back and buttocks, sliding around a little as Rashid was preparing his body for his pleasure. Rashid forced Duo further forward, thrusting his two thumbs into Duo's opening, stretching him with them and positioning his body where he wanted it, the way that he wanted to take Duo. Duo's cock twitched for a second, wondering what it was going to be like feeling Rashid in him and he was ashamed at the sick excitement that he felt, that he had even thought of that and wanted Rashid in him.
Duo gasped, those thumbs felt that they were about as big as someone else's cock when he shoved them in him like that. But they were lubricated and he felt a cool greasy substance being smeared in him, while his ass was loosening up under Rashid's attentions. Rashid carefully worked his thumbs back and forth, working the muscle so that it would relax, Duo unconsciously rocking back and forth, wanting more, wanting this never to end. He moaned a little when they left his body and choked back a cry when Rashid slowly worked the fat head of his cock into him. Even with all the greasy stuff in him and on Rashid, it was hard… painful until the head was past his ring and Rashid slid the rest of it in slowly, letting him feel it claiming him.
Rashid slowly slide into Duo, knowing that he could hurt him, which he didn't want to do just yet. There was always time to hurt Duo like this, since that was what he was good at, that was why Sâhib2 Quatre let him play with the others their first time with him, to show them how bad it could be if they didn't cooperate with Quatre. He rolled his hips in tiny circles a few times, letting Duo adjust to him so that he didn't feel that he was being split in two. Rashid was surprised that he seemed to be enjoying this or else he was too frightened to fight back. But from what he saw earlier, this one might like the pain he was causing him as much as the pleasure. It would be interesting to test his limits, to see what this fragile looking creature could take.
When Rashid slid all the way in, Duo wailed in delight. He hadn't been this full ever he swore and if it wasn't for the fact that he didn't ask for this, it would be fantastic. Rashid was big enough that he reached that special spot without really moving and the pain was becoming a faint memory compared the pleasure that he was receiving, the large head rubbing constantly against that nerve cluster, showing him all the pretty colors when it struck that spot, having him ride the wave of pleasure again and again. He ignored the world around him, just enjoying the thick cock that filled him. He forgot his rescue mission and Quatre standing in front of him. He forgot everything outside the cock that was splitting his ass and the ecstasy that he was receiving from it happening.
Rashid groaned, the new one was tight as a virgin, but he managed to take him all, no one had done that before without bleeding or screaming from the pain! As he started to thrust into him, forcing his ass higher and his face lower, he wasn't surprised that little one at last was struggling against him. Fighting to escape? Finally overcoming his fear and he was trying to fight back? It wouldn't matter why he was struggling, the boy was not going leave here until he was through with him, even if it hurt Duo badly. Duo thrust back, whining in pleasure as he struggled to get more of Rashid in him, wanting him to go deeper then he was, even if he was in him as far as he could go, his testicles resting against his own, bouncing against him with every firm thrust. Escape was the furthest thing from his mind. He was drowning in the duel delights of a cock up his ass and being restrained.
Rashid drove in as deep as he could, enjoying the pained noises of pleasure that Duo was making, wanting to wring more noises out of him. He wasn't letting go of him until he filled his ass with his seed, marking him as Quatre-sama had, before letting the rest of the Manganacs make use him. A particularly violent movement freed Duo from Quatre's hold and as he scrambled to pin him down again. Duo dodged his hands by moving back. Rashid attempted to grab Duo arms, not wanting to leave the paradise that was his body, but his grip slipped from the combination of sweat that was covering Duo and the grease on his hands.
Rashid was shocked at the slender youth's next move though, which was to shift further back and up so that he was sitting on his lap, using his weight to drive Rashid deeper into his body. Duo tossed his head back and hissed with rapture, "Yes…goood…sooo goood…"
Duo started riding him, going faster and faster, pistoning his body frantically until he finally came. Wringing Rashid's cock with his ass, caressing him with his body and his orgasmic scream of delight signaled that he was enjoying this coupling, involuntary or not! Duo's anus tightened, driving Rashid over the edge as it spasmed tighter around him during Duo's orgasm, causing Rashid to try and hold him still as he emptied himself into that lithesome body, getting as deep as he could and then biting Duo's shoulder to mark him as his toy. Rashid came and then he bit Duo deeply, right after he made him scream with pleasure and wanting to mark the boy as his property forever. He was keeping Duo and he was not letting the rest of the Manganacs even near this delightful ífrit3! As he felt Rashid coating his insides with his seed, Duo shuddered endlessly, caught in his own orgasm, still needing the cock that he was impaled on when it was over, needing to reach for that pleasure again
This one was a gift from Allah! Rashid had seen more reaction out a corpse then Trowa when he had him. Heero had to be beaten into submission, but not to his taste because he had been used to break people so often it was routine. This one…he was enjoying being used, being fucked by him. He had turned Sâhib Quatre's attempt at rape and humiliation into a pleasurable experience for both himself and his would be rapists! Duo was amazing and he was not letting him go.
Duo whimpered as he leaned against Rashid, listening to the man babble in Arabic at him, as Duo enjoyed him. He was moaning incoherently himself as he rode the big man, encouraging Rashid with a steady stream of husky, almost unrecognizable cries of, "Deeper…harder…fuck me…" ending with a full out scream that he knew was heard in throughout the house. He vaguely felt the bite that Rashid gave him, since he was overloading on his desire still, every cell in his body singing to him. Not wanting it to end, he started to move some more, wanting to feel that much mindless ecstasy for the rest of his life, the additional fluid making it even more enjoyable as it started to trickle down to his thighs, easing his passage a bit more so he could continue to ride Rashid. He knew that his shoulder hurt, but couldn't figure out why.
Quatre watched in astonishment as Duo fucked Rashid, taking all of him in his ass, maneuvering so that he could get him deeper by sitting back on his lap. Enjoying the act that Quatre thought would break him. Professionals of either sex because of the way that he was built had feared Rashid, because no one wanted that monster horse cock in them. That is why he kept the man around, since he was very useful in breaking someone's spirit because of the way that prick was built! Delicate little Duo not only took it all, but he was treating it as if it was a gift from Allah!
As Duo opened his eyes, Quatre noticed that they were still glazed over with passion still, blind to where or who he was. Quatre was aroused again when he saw that Duo hadn't stopped moving, he was milking Rashid with his ass, playing with the big man's balls, touching him all over, while Rashid murmured endearments into his hair and rubbed Duo's come into his chest, playing with his cock and nipples and touching him all over; both of them ignoring him in their post orgasmic bliss. Duo was the picture of lust embodied, a wild beauty that Quatre wanted again. His mouth had been delightful and from the look on Rashid's face, his ass must be the gate to paradise. He wanted to experience that paradise. Duo was a slut, but he was a talented one!
Quatre involuntary licked his lips, fondling his hard flesh before signaling to Rashid to lift Duo off of him, when he finally managed to catch his eye. No one had enjoyed Rashid's cock like that and no one had ever taken him that deep, as far as he knew. That someone that small…Rashid was right in his babblings, Duo was a gift from Allah and Allah's gifts were always meant to be shared, so he would try out the little slut's ass.
Duo wiggled a bit and sighed, lost in post fucking bliss. He was glad that Rashid was willing to stay inside him, because he didn't want him to leave, have this delightful fullness leave him. He encouraged that by squeezing him with his ass muscles, enjoying the caresses that he was giving him. Those big hands all over his body, playing with his sensitive cock and nipples, were heavenly and he was still whimpering with delight when he felt himself being lifted up, off of Rashid's lap. He made a small noise of protest, which drew laughter from the other two.
Duo flushed. He had been a fool to come here. He should have known that he wouldn't be able to fight Quatre if he was captured. He enjoyed being sexually dominated too much, jumping about the thin line that separated rape from rough play too easily. What Heero apparently hated and Trowa just endured, he reveled in. He didn't know if he could leave, if he wanted to leave…he would stay here forever if it weren't for Heero. Heero was a fighter, an innocent that shouldn't be degraded and turned into a barracks whore. He had to get him out though, get him to someone that would make sure that he was all right.
Quatre patted his head as Duo slipped into a heap before him, his legs too shaky to hold him upright. He gazed up at Quatre, his mind still not functioning and wondering what was going to happen next, but not really caring. Quatre signaled Rashid again and he lifted Duo up so that he was on his hands and knees, ass towards Quatre, positioning him like a doll for Quatre to use.
Duo was happy that Rashid had been so big, because Quatre just shoved himself inside of him with all the finesse of dog humping someone's leg. It was uncomfortable even with all the stretching and the additional lubricant of Rashid's load. He grunted when Quatre started to saw back and forth, not waiting for Duo to adjust to him or letting Duo brace himself. After a few violent thrusts Duo managed to prop himself on Rashid's thighs when the man grabbed his upper arms to make him stay put.
Duo arched his body to meet Quatre's thrusts, now that he was balanced better and angled himself so that Quatre was driving deeper into his body, striking the spot on his inner walls that he wanted him to. If Quatre was going to fuck him, he was going to enjoy it, even if Quatre didn't want him to. Duo continued to involuntarily grunt from the roughness of Quatre's activities, still maneuvering his body so that he wouldn't feel this too much the next day.
The way that he was finally able to balance himself put his mouth near the head of Rashid's semi erect cock and Duo licked it, then grabbed the thick mass with both hands to stroke it, rubbing it against his face and slowly licking his way up to the uncut head, twirling his tongue around the top of the now turgid flesh and licking his way down again. He was thankful that Rashid was here to balance him and he wanted to express his gratitude to the older man for having such a wonderful cock and that he knew how to use it, something that Quatre obviously had never figured out! While Quatre looked like his dick belonged to a pony, Rashid's was definitely horse sized, like it belonged on a Clydesdale and he had taken that monster in him. It was something that he wanted again, if only to stretch him for Quatre, if the shit was going to continue to use him. But Quatre was feeling better and better by the minute, now that he was positioned right, causing that familiar tightness to start in his balls and the churning in his stomach, signals that he was going to come soon.
Rashid looked down at Duo, licking and caressing his cock, bathing its entire length with his tongue, the look on his face one of mindless rapture, as he worshiped his cock while Quatre was using him. He groaned, enjoying his attentions, the soft, delightful sighs and whimpers that Duo was making almost drowned out by Quatre's steady mantra of "Sarmuta…Kalba…Qahba4" as he was pistoning his cock into Duo, annoyed the other pilot was enjoying his attentions. Duo was moaning and whimpering steadily now, working his body to get the maximum amount of gratification out of this, sucking on him like he was a candied treat, every move that he made screamed that Duo was enjoying this immensely.
Quatre hissed angrily as he took the other pilot, Duo wasn't supposed to enjoy this! None of his victims had ever acted like this! Duo was acting like this was something that he had planned! He wasn't the crying mess that he expected when he saw him shivering on Rashid's lap. He would have sworn the Duo had been frightened when he saw how this encounter was going. That had excited him, he had wanted to hear his pleas and listen to him cry. He did not want to listen him scream out his ecstasy, impaled on Rashid's shaft.
Rashid brushed the hair out of Duo's eyes, tilting his hips so that he would be able to take him in his mouth better. Duo smiled his thanks and inhaled Rashid's cock, deep throating the head and part of the shaft, stroking the parts that he couldn't fit into his mouth, his moans of pleasure taking Rashid to the edge of ecstasy. He fought the urge to come in that hot mouth, until Duo lightly scraped his teeth over head, the slight pain sending him into his orgasm, barely able to warn Duo as he started to drink down the fluid that erupted in his mouth. The taste was delightful for Duo and Rashid was gripping his arms and shoulders, not letting him move, forcing him to drink every drop, made it taste better to him.
Quatre was irritated at his bliss filled noises and roughly seized Duo's hair, wanting to punish him for enjoying what he was doing to him. This was supposed to break him! He had been cheerful, but shy. He was almost as shy as Trowa and Heero had been when he had first met them. If he knew that the boy that dressed like a priest was such a whore, he would have searched for him after they had been separated by that OZ attack. He would have used him like he did Trowa, but he wouldn't have let Duo walk out of here. Duo would have remained until he tired of him, a convenient accident destroying his Gundam and his apparent death leaving him to be his slave until he disposed of him.
Duo shrieked in pained surprise when he felt Quatre grab his braid and pulled his head back and Rashid's cock out of his mouth, so Rashid sprayed his seed in his face and hair, covering his body as it dripped off of his face and he was annoyed that he wasn't allowed to taste anymore of that nectar. The firm grip that Quatre suddenly had on his balls drove any thoughts of an orgasm out of his mind as they tighten painfully on his testicles, holding him still as Quatre growled and drove into him one more time, emptying himself into Duo, before throwing him roughly away from him, into Rashid's arms. He was through with the slut and so he didn't want to have him near him anymore. Duo was meant to be used by him and that meant that he didn't get to enjoy the experience, not like he had!
Duo trembled as Rashid caught him and started to stroke his body again, teasing his nipples, licking the side of his neck and having his huge hands fondle his cock and balls, letting him rock into his hand, crooning at him, urging him to spend himself and lose himself in the touch of his hands. Quatre was panting as he watched the show in front of him. Duo was once more losing himself in the sensual pleasure of another man's hands on his body, seeming to forget about what he had just done to him. The small sounds that he made as he rubbed against Rashid's body were breathtaking. Duo's body was something that he wanted to know better. Quatre wanted to test the limits of its pleasure…see how much pain Duo would enjoy. Or not enjoy, but just endure before breaking. He was contemplating what to do with Duo while he watched him stiffen and start to shudder, covering Rashid's hand again with his essence, then falling back against the giant, drained and dazed, passing out almost immediately.
Rashid petted Duo, amazed at his responsiveness. He had enjoyed everything that he had been subjected to. He was not going to let him join Heero in the barracks. Duo was too responsive, too gifted for his men to use. He looked up at Quatre and smiled, sensing that Quatre had much the same plans for Duo as he did. He didn't mind sharing with Sâhib Quatre this time, he had been generous with his castoffs in the past, sharing them with him and the rest of the men. It would be interesting to see what he had planned. He knew that Quatre would want to push Duo to the edge, see how much he would submit to, see what he enjoyed, see what he hated; exploring his pleasure and his pain to their limits. Watching that would be almost as enjoyable as taking the boy himself. He was surprised to see Duo had fallen deeply asleep, seemingly unconcerned that he was cradled in the arms of one that should be his enemy. The person that was planning to enslave him, to control every aspect of his life in the future and use until he was tired of him and Duo slept in his arms like an innocent babe, which was almost too funny really.
"Allah has been generous to you Sâhib Quatre," Rashid said respectfully. "As you have been to me."
"Allah has rewarded his warriors, as he should," Quatre agreed, watching him caress Duo.
Rashid acted as if the boy was a new pet. In a way he was, a pet that they were going to use and abuse until they were tired of him. From the way that Duo responded to their attentions, he thought that other boy would enjoy anything that was done to him! He was angry that H had never told him about this side of Duo Maxwell. He smiled slightly. He didn't think that Duo's controller would let the others know that his pilot was such a slut. He probably was getting it from Duo steadily until he sent the whore to Earth. He was fool to let Duo go and now he was going to enjoy what that old fool had let slip through his fingers.
"Such a gift is a sign from Allah that can not be ignored. He should be a cherished part of a harem, not a warrior," Rashid suggested respectfully. Not that he had any plans for a harem, but Quatre might and the boy was wasted as a fighter. His true calling was that of a bed slave, someone that would delight his master with his body and his passion.
Quatre nodded, "A pity that Duo has to be eliminated. He and Heero will die in an accident, a slight miscalculation while blowing up an OZ outpost. Arrange for it. No one will check closely."
"Yes Sâhib," Rashid murmured obediently, not letting his disappointment show. Duo would have been so good to experiment with, see what he was capable of taking from him. Rashid wanted to keep Duo forever just to listen to him beg for his cock and then curl up with him afterwards.
Quatre nodded and adjusted his pants, walking to his desk to finish his work. It had been an enjoyable break, but he did have things to do. Rashid zipped himself up, gathered Duo in his arms and started to walk out the door to dispose of him. He stopped when he heard Quatre call out behind him, "And I congratulate you in your new pet, Atiyat5 and the Manganacs' new toy, Qahba6."
Rashid bowed deeply, Duo still curled up in his arms, unaware of the world around him still. "Thank you Sâhib Quatre," he said happily. He thought that was what Quatre's plan might have been, but it was good that he had spelled it out to him. Misunderstandings had a way of getting…uncomfortable…with Quatre.
Quatre waved at Rashid dismissing him until later. He would let the older man play with Duo for a bit before he started on the boy. Rashid had been so useful to him in the past that he could let him have his fun with Duo. Such loyalty should be rewarded. It wasn't like he'd wear out and Duo might wear Rashid out before Quatre borrowed him for his own amusement. Or threw him in the barracks with Heero. Or did both.
Duo sighed and burrowed further into the pillows that he was sleeping on, trying to figure out where he was. He felt sore, but very satisfied and very sticky, three things that he hadn't experienced together in a while. He was confused about how he got that way and then as the memories returned he sat bolt upright and looked around. Shit! Shit! Shit! He had been captured by Quatre's pet goon, Rashid and dragged off to see the little psycho. Things went downhill from there as Quatre and Rashid got down and dirty with him. He enjoyed every single second of it too, before passing out in Rashid's arms. Now he was covered in semen, sweat and other things and had no idea what the hell was going on.
His sudden movement didn't go unnoticed. Duo looked up in alarm when he noticed that Rashid had gotten up from where he was sitting and was standing over him.
"Atiyat," Rashid murmured with delight.
Duo tried to get up, wondering if he could find something to wear. He wasn't modest, but clothes would make him feel a lot better. He winced a little at the soreness in his shoulders, wrists and ass. The shoulders hurt more, the wrists looked worse, but his ass reminded him why Rashid seemed to be so happy to see him. He had another chance to fuck him. Duo wasn't sure if that was a good thing or a bad thing for him. He had enjoyed him, because Rashid had been a lot more considerate then Quatre about taking him. Rashid also hadn't been calling him dirty names while he was doing him, like Quatre had. He didn't understand Arabic, but he understood Quatre's tone and how he had been doing it to him. Quatre wanted to hurt and punish him, because that's how he enjoyed sex with other people. Quatre didn't have sexual partners, because he wanted to have victims. He frowned at the bruises that he saw, the stickiness that wasn't pleasant anymore and wondered what he had to do for a shower.
Rashid seemed to read his mind and motioned to him, gesturing that he was to follow the giant, saying something to him that he didn't understand. Duo sighed, Rashid apparently didn't speak English or Japanese it seemed and he didn't understand Arabic. This was going to be wonderful. He followed him, noting that the room that he was in had no windows, just tiny slits that let some air and light in. Nothing that was big enough for him to get through. He followed him into the bathroom, surprised at how big everything was. A huge tub and a separate shower stall built of glass blocks that were bigger then the rooms at some of the schools he had been at. Then he realized that Rashid was big guy, he wasn't going to want to be cramped in the shower or tub if he could help it. That big guy was showing him how big everything was on him because he was quickly stripping off the pants that had been the only thing that he had been wearing. Duo stared, he couldn't help it, because a naked Rashid was an impressive sight. He was also curious to see all of Rashid, not just his cock. He also felt better that the other man was naked too, even if that meant that he might be getting a little more friendly with him.
Rashid was all muscle, not a bit of fat on that huge thick body, from the top of his wild hair to the tip of those really huge toes. Duo was almost drooling over the most impressive muscle on the man's body. He also wanted to feel Rashid with him again, feel those hands soothing him, driving him insane with the way that he touched him… held him down…opened him up for his breathtaking cock…did things that he wanted to experience again and again with the man. God he was sick. G had been right and they should have tried to fix this problem before he left. Him being a slut was now a danger to the mission and himself. Duo cringed at the way his thoughts had been going, picturing him underneath Rashid, pinned to the bed like a butterfly with his cock, enjoying being fucked blind by the guy. This was not helping his mission, which was to rescue Heero. He had to get Heero out of here and someplace safe.
Rashid turned on the shower and studied Duo. He didn't seem to be too upset about being in his room, but he could be in shock or just waiting to make his move, while he was staring blindly at him. When he thought the water was warm enough, he motioned for Duo to get in and then went in after him. Duo was silent as Rashid started to wash him, gently cleaning off his body, making soothing sounds to calm down Duo, while the boy washed his hair. Not that he thought that Duo needed to be calmed down, but he wanted Duo to feel at ease around him. Duo allowed Rashid to scrub him, because he wanted to be clean. And it felt good to have those huge hands all over his body again. Shit, he was falling into the pattern that had governed his life for two years… submissive slut behind closed doors, hard-edged and callous terrorist as his public face. Unfortunately, he was in slut mode right now, just hoping that Rashid would stop being nice, and just throw him against wall and let him feel that wonderful cock up his ass, make him scream some more.
Rashid let Duo wash his hair, not trying to do it himself. Duo appreciated that. His hair was something very personal to him, that's why he didn't let it out that often, mostly when he was alone. It wasn't until he had been sleeping with Howard and G for a while that they saw it loose. Rashid tried to be impartial cleaning up Duo, but the soft sounds of pleasure that he made as Rashid slowly cleaned his body, hardened the older man's cock and made him want Duo again. The half closed eyes and the dreamy look on his face as he washed him were alluring. As enticing as Duo's member, which was slowly hardening in the hand that was holding it, showed him that Duo wanted him too, that he was enjoying Rashid being with him.
Duo rocked into the hand that was holding his cock, moaning and wondering why he was enjoying this. He was a prisoner. Rashid could hurt him a lot and he was worried about Heero. But all those thoughts became fuzzy when he felt the thrill of Rashid touching him, touching him in very intimate places and that Rashid was enjoying the fact that Duo was enjoying his attentions, as he felt Rashid growing hard while he was rubbing against him. Duo was sorry that Rashid turned off the water and shooed him out of the stall, handing him a towel to dry his hair, while he blotted water from Duo's body, playing with the droplets of water that beaded on his skin a little, before drying him off. Duo dried his hair and looked for a brush to untangle it, before he rebraided it. Rashid handed him one and Duo mentally calculated the odds of him knocking Rashid out with it and managing to escape. They were slim to none and he wasn't going to anger his captor just yet. Those big gentle hands could rip him apart like an overdone chicken, if they wanted to. However they were stroking him again, fingering his balls and gently teasing his opening. Duo flinched at his gentle touch. He was sore, so he couldn't have been out that long. Rashid felt his flinch and sighed mournfully. He should have expected that his gift was tender, because Quatre and he hadn't been gentle to him the first time. In fact he was surprised that his gift was walking straight, considering how rough it had gotten, between Quatre's and his use of him. He was so fragile looking it was hard to believe that he was a Gundam pilot.
Duo met his eyes in the mirror, still brushing his hair, "You can if you want to. I don't mind. I've been sore before and still did it. Not one of the best ideas that I had, but I was young and foolish at the time. And it did feel good while I was doing it, just not afterwards." #That was when Howard figured out that I was a really big head case. My entire body was so sore from them ‘testing' my pain levels that I couldn't move and I let him and G fuck me, more then once that night because I wanted to be hurt by them some more, because the pain wasn't hurting me, it was just another part of my training. They wouldn't do me for a week after that. I realized how much I liked pain and sex that night, because I wanted to be fucked again and again by them, because the pain was good for me when I was with the, no matter what they were doing to me. Because hurting like that and not telling them ‘no' when they wanted to no matter how bad I felt was the greatest aphrodisiac for me. Still is. Pain, humiliation and being forced…shit I rolled over a couple of hours ago for this man because of that combination and thought it was great sex because of all that. Howard and G were right to be worried about me. This is their worst nightmare and want more from Rashid. More Sex. More bondage…more pain.#
Rashid frowned, he didn't understand all the words, but the tone was one of permission. He regretfully shook his head, Atiyat should heal before he used him again, willing or not. Duo smiled and shrugged, then started to braid his hair, not saying anything until he was done. Rashid accepted his silence, willing to watch Duo do his hair. It was enchanting hair and he wondered what it felt like to have it tease him, to fall around the two of them as they were together and to just bury his face in it. Duo tied off the end of his braid, wondering what the hell he should be doing now, besides waiting for a chance to rescue Heero, if he was still alive. Rashid leaned over and buried his face in the nap of Duo's neck, breathing in the scent of him, softly nuzzling the nape of his neck, giving into the impulse that he had to just feel that hair under his lips.
Duo melted, sagging against him and moaning as he felt Rashid's lips on his skin. It was wonderful, almost as good as the cock that was starting to poke him in the back. "Nice," he breathed, turning around to kiss him, tugging his head down so that he could and rubbing his body against the other's like a cat looking for a hand out. He knew what he wanted, he wondered if he would get it though. He was very disappointed that they weren't the same height so that he could feel him better, feel his cock against his, rub them together until they came, spraying the two of them with their essence, mingling them together, and then letting him lick it off his body.
Rashid was startled; he hadn't expected his captive to kiss him back. But Duo's lips were warm and he tasted of honey, promises and passion, his tongue slowly licking his bottom lip, teasing him with little flicking movements, darting into his mouth to touch his tongue, tickling his hard palette. He was confused by these actions. Passion was to be expected with all the signals that Duo had been sending him, but playfulness? Duo pulled back and shook his head, his eyes laughing at his confusion for a moment before they went sad.
"You were nice to me…nicer then the little psycho," Duo explained soberly. "So I should be nice to you. And you…you feel good to me, even though you shouldn't. Even though I should be kicking and screaming now. I should be fighting you instead of melting at your touch and having my stupid, screwed up hormones controlling me. That I shouldn't have enjoyed what happened earlier, because to a normal person that was rape, but to me that was mind-blowing sex and I want it again and again with you. I know that you really can't understand me, but it might sink in sometime. Or I might learn Arabic and explain this to you eventually."
Rashid lifted Duo up and swung him around, so that he landed on the bed. He had understood enough, that Duo had enjoyed him, even though he hadn't wanted to, and that Duo was willing to let him enjoy his body again. He wasn't going to take him just yet, but his atiyat should know any number of ways to satisfy Rashid's passion for him, just to save himself some unnecessary pain. His gift wasn't the untouched innocent that Sâhib Quatre had thought he was and he was glad that Quatre had been wrong in his suspicions about him. Duo shivered when he saw the look in Rashid's eyes. He wanted him, wanted to hear him scream some more too, but…shit he was going to be nice about it. Duo didn't know which was worse, Quatre's callous use of him or Rashid's weird affection for him. God, the guy couldn't have been that happy with him, he wasn't that good!
Rashid laid down next to him on that large pillow-bed and Duo scrambled on top of him, feeling like a child playing with a very large and dangerous adult, which was what was happening. One wrong move and Rashid would wring his neck like a chicken's if he pissed him off. But he was letting Duo explore him, so this shouldn't be too bad. Duo lay down on top of Rashid, trapping his cock between his legs and sliding down so his balls rested lightly on the thick piece of flesh that he was pressing between his legs. And then he got down to the serious job of exploring Rashid. It wasn't fair that Rashid had him trapped that first time, because he didn't get any time to examine him! He loved being dominated like that, but he was curious about what Rashid liked, what pleased him. He started kissing Rashid again, chastely at first, waiting a while before he started to explore the other man's mouth with his tongue. Rashid tasted of spices and smelled of cloves, it must be something that was in the man's clothes, that it had become imbedded in his skin. Rashid was kissing back and Duo melted a little into that strong chest, as he let his hands ghost over Rashid's arms and chest, feeling the muscles that were there.
Rashid was slowly stroking his back, keeping his hands above Duo's waist, acting like they were two kids in school just making out. But Duo knew that it wasn't going to stay at this semi-innocent level for long, not with the pressure that he felt in his cock, the tiny rocking motions that he was making, feeling Rashid respond to those little motions that he was making, getting hotter and hotter between his legs, precum pearling out of the tip of his cock. Rashid started to make unrecognizable sounds as Duo slipped down his body to lick his nipples, taste different parts of his body. Playing with Rashid with his tongue and fingers, wanting to see his reactions to what Duo did to his body and hearing Rashid making these deep, sexy groans because he was touching him.
At the same time, he started to play with the head of Rashid's cock, smearing the liquid that he found there, enjoying listening to him groan and echoing it when Rashid started to knead his ass. His own cock was hard and he wanted to dive into a pool of mindless pleasure soon. He needed Rashid to overpower him, to control him with those strong hands. If he treated him well enough, that might be his reward. Duo hoped so, he didn't want to think any more, to realize that he wanted to be screwed blind by a man that was his enemy, and who was helping hurt one of his few friends. Sex was a very good way of turning off his mind and he wanted it in the off position until he could rescue Heero.
Duo licked his way down Rashid's firm stomach, lapping up the liquid that he found there, whether it was Rashid's or his own. Rashid hissed with delight as Duo painted his stomach with his tongue, tickling him with it and fucking his belly button with his tongue, teasing him and making him want to bury himself in that lithe body. Duo looked up and smiled slyly, "That's the limit to my semeness, doing your belly button. If you want more then that you are SOL."
Rashid smiled at the comment, not really understanding anything but the tone. Duo was joking with him. He wasn't afraid of him and he dragged Duo up the length of his body to kiss his lips again he was so pleased with Duo's playfulness. Duo responded with fervor, plundering his mouth shamelessly, rubbing against him and fondling his cock unafraid of it and him. Rashid moaned at the slow strokes that Duo gave the tip of his cock, making him want more, want everything that Duo could do to him. He tugged at his hair, breaking the kiss and pointing his head down to his cock, while he was tugging at his hips so that he could taste more of Duo and taste all of him while Duo worshiped his manhood with his mouth and hands.
Duo moaned when he felt Rashid's mouth engulf his cock, licking and sucking on it. He stopped moving for a minute, just wanting to feel that mouth forever. He bent over to return the favor, wanting another taste of the giant below him. Quatre had interfered the first time, he wasn't around now, and he would get to drink all that sweet nectar! Duo took the head into his mouth and started to suck hard and steadily on the tip of Rashid's member, stoking his shaft and playing with his sack. He was enjoying the muffled cries that he wrung from Rashid, the same cries that he was making as Rashid swallowed him, his mouth able to take all of him inside that warm, wet cavern. Duo didn't know how long they had been doing this when he felt the familiar tightening of his balls and he came without another word of warning. It had just sort of snuck up on him. He managed a muffle screamed warning as the first wave hit and then choked. Rashid's climax seemed to have been triggered by his own and suddenly his mouth was being flooded with gallons of fluid he swore, even as he emptied himself into Rashid. He swallowed rapidly proud that not one drop was missed; he managed to get it all this time and it was delicious.
He felt so limp and drained, even as he licked Rashid clean and rolled off his body to collapse into a heap next to him, resting his head on his chest, wanting to pass out again. Rashid leaned over and tugged his head up, motioning that he wanted to give Duo a kiss. Duo leaned up, kissing Rashid, enjoying the mixture of their essence, along with the other flavors in his mouth. He kissed Rashid until he was breathless, feeling very good about himself, the fuzzy, kitteny feeling that sex sometimes gave him permeating his entire body.
"You taste good, Rashid," Duo mumbled, rubbing against his shoulder. "Thanks for letting me do that."
Rashid stared down and smiled, he should thank Duo, because it had been wonderful for him. And he would, his little atiyat couldn't be tired out after just one session, he couldn't get enough of the boy. He rolled over on top of Duo pinning his hands above his head and kissing him again. Not the gentle kisses of earlier, something more brutal, more punishing. And Duo responded to his fierceness, kissing him just as roughly, nipping at his lips. Duo thrust his hips upward, trying to put pressure on his hardening cock, getting excited by the rough play, even if a moment ago he had felt he was boneless puddle of goo. Shit, what was happening to him? He never had been like this before, ready to do it again so soon after coming. Going from cuddle mode to pain mode in the blink of an eye. Was he getting worse? Rashid felt his body answer Duo's passion and he lowered himself so that their cocks were touching and reached down to stroke them together. Duo whined and rocked with the pressure, wanting more…wanting Rashid in him, pain or not!
"More…more…in me…please…do me…fuck me…USE me!" Duo demanded of his captor.
Rashid laughed and just stroked harder. "No little one, not until you have healed, this is good, this is enough." It was, he got to watch Duo's face for the first time, seeing all the emotions that danced in his eyes, see how much he wanted him, how much he was enjoying his touch. Passion, lust, and desire. That is what he saw in Duo's eyes. Not fear, not boredom or disgust, all poorly hidden from Rashid's eyes, all the emotions that he had seen before with his partners. Duo was begging him for the pleasure of his cock in his ass, wanting him as much as he desired Duo. He was never letting Duo leave him. He wanted to keep him safe forever, his little wanton ífrit!
Duo moaned again and tried to wrap his legs around the other's waist, trying to grind his body into Rashid's. Rashid laughed again and continued to stroke Duo, rough and hard. It was fast and a little painful without much lubricant, but Duo liked it. It was good and he arched up to meet Rashid again and screamed into his mouth as he felt his world dissolve for a second time, losing his mind to the pleasure. He came back to his body, feeling Rashid's cock spasming against his belly and Rashid then collapsed on the bed next to him after he covered him with his seed. Duo curled up, feeling pleased, covered with sweat and semen, tired and just wanting to sleep. He was happy that Rashid was stroking his back as Duo relearned how to breathe and wondering how long this was going to last, how long was he going to treated as a prized toy or like a pet, before Rashid bored of him. How long he was going to be able ignore the fact that this was not how he should be going about trying to rescue Heero!
He curled up tighter, not wanting to think about anything, as his contentment slipped away with the afterglow and his guilt started to nag him again as he fell asleep. He had to get poor Heero out of here. He knew that even if Heero wasn't being treated as badly as Quatre claimed, he wasn't going to like being here. He was trained for the fight and that is what he lived for. He wasn't going to enjoy being ordered about and taken by other people, he only followed one person's orders and that was his controller's orders to him. This must be killing him, mentally and physically.
Duo laid in bed dozing and feeling disgusted, this was the second time that he woke up here and Rashid had spent time stoking every part of him, watching Duo writhe under his attention. Duo hadn't been able to touch back, since Rashid just wanted to play with him and didn't let him be an active participant in this session. His hands tied to behind his back made sure of that. He enjoyed himself, and he had also enjoyed Rashid's pleasure with his responses to what he was doing to him, almost as much as he enjoyed the way that the man controlled everything about Duo's passion during that session. Rashid's hands made his mind go fuzzy after a while, just react to where they were touching him, making him beg for more, beg for release and finally Rashid had taken him, slow and gentle this time, the extensive foreplay making Duo relaxed and whimpering mindlessly as the big man filled him. Even with bondage it had been sweet and tender, unlike their earlier encounters. Rashid had untied the silk scarf as soon as he was able to move and Duo curled up next to him, not wanting to move either, his head propped up against Rashid's hip. He shouldn't be enjoying this. He should be trying to escape, trying to get Heero as far away from these wackos as possible. He nuzzled Rashid's hip, thinking about nothing, half listening to the radio that was on in the background. He vaguely remembered Rashid turning it on, his mind was still very woozy from what Rashid had been doing to his body. His ears perked up when he heard the word Gundam, but the rest of the announcement or report was in Arabic.
Rashid started to feed him some sort of fruit, figs or dates. He was hungry, so he allowed him to feed him, letting him turn it into a game, teasing his lips, waving it around a little before he would allow him to eat it. It was kinda of fun, he had played this game with G a couple of times, even if it felt like something that you did with your dog, feeding him by hand as a reward for good behavior and he had enjoyed it when G did it with him. He shouldn't be treated like a dog now, even if he liked it. It got him something to eat though and kept Rashid happy, so he shouldn't feel too bad about it, because deep down inside he didn't want any of this to end. He liked all the attention that he was getting from the bigger man and the way that he had power over him to decide what happened to him, since he was Rashid's prisoner. He was pleased that the station repeated its news a couple of minutes later in French. The French report he sort of understood, but the man was reading it too fast for him to comprehend it, but he recognized the word Gundam, so it might be the news again. He had eaten about a half dozen of the fruit things before the station started their news report in English.
…Oz confirms reports that two of the colonial terrorists, know as Gundam Pilots have been killed in an unsuccessful attack on an OZ base. The pilots names are not known, they went by the code designation of 01 and 02. In other news…
Duo sat up quickly, not caring about eating or playing, staring at Rashid with an outraged expression on his face, screaming furiously, "You BASTARDS! We're ALIVE! What's wrong with YOU! I LIKED you! You can't do this…" His voice trailed off as he started to feel dizzy, the room fading out on him. Duo bit his lip, and then said softly, "The fruit…you did something with the fruit…why?" He didn't see the expression of sorrow in Rashid's eyes as he collapsed, he didn't see much besides blackness.
Rashid stared down at Duo, saddened by his reaction to that news announcement. He had been a fool to turn the radio on but he did need to hear that Sâhib Quatre's trick was successful, so that he would be able to keep Duo with him. He hadn't felt like moving after the news had been read. He was enjoying Duo cuddled up next to him, the afterglow making them both of them satisfied and unwilling to move. He hadn't had that too many times, almost never to be truthful. His partners usually were professionals that did not want to spend any more time with him then they had to, just laying back like a piece of meat and letting him do whatever he wanted to them, then getting up and trying to walk away afterwards. Or people that Quatre wanted him to hurt, to make them fear him and Quatre. They didn't walk away from him; those were the people crawled away from him if they were lucky.
Duo had been different. He teased him and he has enjoyed the sounds that he had wrung from Duo's lips when he used him. Duo had enjoyed his body and letting him please Duo. He hadn't protested when Rashid had tied him up and drove Duo to the edge again and again before taking him, showing him how he could keep Duo happy. He had been enchanting and Rashid had been foolish enough to think that he would be content here and willing to stay. He had the drugged figs just in case Duo had proved difficult, but they hadn't been needed until he noticed that his atiyat listening to that news report, the word Gundam breaking the spell that was in the room. He fed him just in case Duo was upset about the news. He had hoped… but Duo's reaction to the news made him glad that he done that, he didn't want to hurt his atiyat. Duo was to be cherished and treated gently like the gift that he was.
In a few weeks, Duo would forget everything that had made him angry with him. The hashish would be giving him wonderful dreams, making him forget this betrayal and easing his anger. Rashid didn't want him angry with him. He had become enamored of the slight boy that had given him so much pleasure, both physical and mental for the short time that they were together. They would be together for as long as they could. He didn't even want to share his present any more, because he was afraid that Quatre would break his atiyat if he knew how fond he had become of him. Quatre enjoyed breaking his and anyone else's toys too much. And he should know, since he had broken a lot of people for Quatre when he had wanted them broken.
Duo's consciousness started to swim out of the darkness that it had fled to when it was overwhelmed by the drugs he had been given. He smiled sleepily at the big man that was staring worriedly at him. He searched for a name…Rashid sounded familiar, but was that his name or the big man's? He opened his mouth to ask, "Rashid?" He was aware that his voice sounded funny, and he was still sleepy, had he been sick? Is that why he felt this way? His head felt funny…was it because of all the slender braids that decorated his head? He knew that looked wrong on him somehow, but he liked the style. But didn't he do his hair another way?
"Atiyat, how are you feeling?" Rashid asked in a deep rumble.
"Is that your name?" Duo asked in sleepy bewilderment. "Or mine?"
Rashid smiled at that question. Duo had been sleeping for some time, but in his short periods of lucidity repeating the same questions. Who was he? Who was Rashid? Rashid would answer those questions for him. Then he would feed him a little and then make love with him before allowing Duo to sleep again. He bathed his sleeping body and cared for his present, the wonderful mate that Allah had gifted him with. Duo would eventually come to accept that he was not going to leave his rooms and that this was where he was meant to be. He was being very difficult about accepting his fate. He was fighting with him to escape and wanting to take Heero away and leave Rashid so that they could fight this useless war. Duo's struggles always ended the same way nonetheless, with Duo screaming in pleasure as he took him, showing Duo that his place was here in his bed and not with anyone else. Duo may fight him, but he also enjoyed losing to him. When he accepted the will of Allah, Duo would be a wonderfully mate, submissive in the bed chamber, but be lively and intelligent in public when he knew where his place was finally.
Rashid was letting Duo drift more and more in his drugged dreams, because he was more compliant then. Duo allowed Rashid to love him the way that he wanted to and lavish on Duo the care that he deserved. The drugs were working, since Duo was forgetting to be angry with him longer and longer. Rashid rewarded his good behavior with the pain that he craved when he remembered to be angry with him. He had enjoyed that also in the beginning, but now preferred to treat his gift gently, like he deserved. Soon he would be able to stop giving his atiyat drugs and enjoy him as he was meant to be enjoyed, as he had him on the first day he was here, passionate and playful. Inflicting pain on him because his atrayt enjoyed it, not because he was punishing himself for enjoying what he was made for.
"I am Rashid, Atiyat," he said slowly, hoping that Duo would understand him. Language was a problem between them. He understood English, but hadn't let Duo know that. He could barely speak it, but Duo didn't know Arabic, so he had to work with his terrible English. Eventually Duo would learn Arabic, because he seemed to understand more of the language when it was spoken around him. "Drink this."
Duo drank the tea that he was given, grimacing a little at the taste. There was something in there, something that he shouldn't have? Something that was making him sleep? He didn't really didn't remember his name, but he knew that it wasn't Atiyat. He didn't care about that now, because it would eventually come to him. Why should he worry with this kind man taking care of him? Duo smiled drowsily at Rashid, tugging at his shirt so that he sat down on the bed with him. Rashid carefully sat down, knowing that the next hour or so would be wonderful.
It had become almost a routine with them. Some quiet time before he took his gift and played his body so that he would hear the sounds of pleasure that he wanted from Duo. Occasionally he indulged in Duo's need to be punished for not being able to escape with Heero by inflicting the pain that he craved on him. His atiyat enjoyed both the pleasure and the pain equally, but he had started to ask him to hurt him on more and more, when he remembered that he wasn't supposed to like what was happening in this room and enjoy the pleasure that Rashid gave him. Duo snuggled up to Rashid, burrowing into his arms, not caring if he was naked and that things were off, he wanted to snuggle and mumbling into his side, "We did this before? Did you do my hair?" He vaguely knew that he didn't like people fooling with his hair, but the thought of the big man taking the time to do all those braids was heartwarming somehow.
Rashid didn't bother to answer, just pulled Duo closer, stroking his back and shifting him so that he was half supported by his chest, given that he thought that Duo would react like this to the potion that was in his tea. Duo murmured with contentment at his touch and started to fall asleep again, listening to the bigger man's heartbeat. He knew that there was something wrong, something that he had to do, but he couldn't think of it right now. He wanted to doze and cuddle, even though that was wrong for some reason…it was wrong because he had to do something…something important… about someone who was important to him. Duo suddenly lifted his head and stared at Rashid in horror. "I remember," he blurted out. "I'm supposed to get Heero out. You said that we were dead! Let go of me!"
Rashid grabbed his arm, not wanting his little one to bolt. That would be bad. Quatre was beginning to want a taste of him again. His men had been talking and Quatre had been listening to them. Duo was a marvel to his men, the way that he enjoyed being with him. His pleasure with Duo led him to show off his little gift all the time. He refused to be parted with Duo if he could help it and so many times the Manganacs had come into his rooms to receive their orders from him. Duo, in his drugged out condition had little shame in showing the rest of the world how much he enjoyed it when he made use of his body, either for sex or just cuddling. Duo was still alluring, no matter what condition he was in.
Sâhib Quatre wanted to see what Duo was like on the drugs and to hear him in pain and ignore giving Duo pleasure. If Duo bolted from him, Quatre was waiting to catch him. That would not be pretty. Quatre enjoyed hurting his partners, because it gave him pleasure to do so. Rashid had enjoyed watching that with Quatre in the past, but he was not going to let him hurt his little gift from Allah and break him so that he would not enjoy Rashid again. Duo struggled, screeching like a wild cat, as Rashid pinned him to the bed. Duo was slowly calming down as the concoction in the tea started to affect him, becoming yielding and docile again. Rashid leaned over and kissed him cautiously, testing his reactions. If he was still upset or becoming docile again and forgetting why he was here. To see if he wanted Rashid again and would respond to him like he should, with passion and wanton delight to anything that Rashid did with him. This was getting to be routine for them. Duo had been drifting in and out of his drugged dreams for a couple of weeks. Submissive and loving until he remembered why he was here and then Duo fought like a wildcat. He calmed down after Rashid played with his body, teasing him and taking him, listening to the sounds that he made, wondering why Duo enjoyed him so much even as he fought him. Rashid wondered if his little gift was in love with Heero, was that why he tried to rescue him? Why did that information make him so angry? Why was he jealous of a boy that had never tasted the delights of his ífrit, since Heero had been ignorant of his body before his rape.
Duo whimpered and started to kiss back, his anger fading as he realized that he was trapped and he felt Rashid's hard body above his, just the way he liked it. His anger and his worries were fleeing his conscious mind again. He flexed his hips, rubbing against Rashid, wanting just to feel skin against skin. It was so unfair that Rashid was wearing clothes! Rashid stopped kissing him and drew back, studying him some more. He pulled out his jar of ointment, knowing that Duo knew what that meant and seeing the eagerness in his eyes.
"Want you," Duo whimpered to him, even though he knew it was wrong, that he shouldn't. Rashid was his enemy…you don't fuck them…beg them to come…enjoy the taste of his body and the feel of his hands on yours, crave what he could do to you. He vaguely remembered doing this a lot lately, between those long drugged out naps that he had been taking.
He had been hazily aware of the passage of time, with Rashid caring for him and bathing him gently. Just touching him for no apparent reason as he talked with his men, when he thought that Duo was asleep from the drugs and he had met with some of the Manganacs in his rooms. Duo had spent most of those meetings curled up naked beside Rashid like he was his dog, with his hair flowing around him in those weird braids, being petted by Rashid as gave his orders to his men. It was nice and very soothing in an odd way but oh so wrong. He was not someone that was to be showed off like a prize pet, even though he was acting like it most of the time. He had a friend to rescue and a war to fight! He was a Gundam Pilot and not Rashid's personal fuck toy, no matter how much he liked it.
Rashid stroked the side of his face, letting him nuzzle his hand, licking his palm and capturing one of his fingers to suck on. He twirled the tip of his tongue around the top, watching Rashid close his eyes in delight as he drew it slowly into his mouth. Rashid fumbled with his clothes, managing to get his pants off one handed as he enjoyed Duo's attentions.
"Rashid…" Duo murmured around his finger. "I'll stay...but Heero…Heero's got to leave…let him go…he…he…he's innocent."
"There is no more Heero," Rashid whispered, while nibbling on Duo's neck. Maybe that information would calm him down and stop him from punishing himself. He was pleased that Duo was willing to stay with him, but he didn't want to deprive his men of the use of Heero's body. He appeared to be the one person that was able to survive their games for more then a few days. His body at least survived. The last report he had from Abdul hinted that Qahba was not too aware of things anymore, because he had retreated into his mind, like so many that Quatre had given them before. It was only a matter of time before the body would fail also. There was no Heero to rescue anymore, there just a body that was of more use as the barracks whore then a fighter. Then he would be rid of the one person that might ruin his pleasure with his atiyat.
"You killed him?" Duo asked in alarm, feeling his skin start to tingle, wondering where those lips would go next, even as he tried to probe Rashid for information. Rashid regretfully withdrew his finger from that hot mouth and went about worshiping Duo the way that he was meant to be. He shouldn't be hurt even if he enjoyed the pain, because he was too precious to him.
"He is known by another name now. He is another person," Rashid replied, tracing Duo's fragile collarbone with his tongue. So delicate, so dainty, his atiyat didn't look like he would be able to take a man, never mind one that was his size. He wondered how it happened, who had allowed his gift to be so unspoiled that he was able to take such joy in the act of coupling. He should find those that protected his atiyat and thank them. Then he would punish those that were foolish enough to let him fight after tasting the delights of his body. Did they not know that he was only meant to be enjoyed, like the sexy thing that he was.
Duo shivered as he felt coolness from the moisture that was left behind by Rashid's tongue, as the air hit the invisible trail that he was tracing with it on Duo's body. "But…no matter what you are calling him…he's got to get out of heRE!" Duo gasped loudly as Rashid's mouth closed on a nipple. Rashid smiled at that reactions and started to suck gently on the nub that he had captured. Duo moaned and ran his fingers through Rashid's hair, moaning loudly at the pleasure that he felt. He had to talk Rashid into freeing his friend, get Heero out of this place no matter what these people were calling him. Rashid moved on to the other nipple, nibbling on it, enjoying Duo's delighted gasps as it also hardened under his attentions, pinching the other nipple, wanting for his atiyat to stop talking and just feel him, like he had their first time.
Duo arched his back, wanting more and wanting to be punished for enjoying this. He tugged hard on Rashid's hair, trying to bring his face up to his. Rashid reluctantly stopped nursing on Duo and let him move his face up to his. Duo lunged upwards, nipping on Rashid's lower lip for a second, before kissing him roughly.
"Hurt me," he growled/begged into that kiss. It couldn't feel good, not if it was bad for Heero. He could try and talk to Rashid after he had him, after he had punished himself for being weak, for wanting the same thing that Rashid did, to just feel the older man and let him play with his body until he screamed in orgasmic euphoria. He was starting to need the pain more and more, because he didn't want Rashid to be kind to him, be nice about everything and treat him well. He had to convince himself that he wanted to leave, since Rashid being nice wasn't helping him. The pain wasn't either, since he liked that too, but he was hoping that would convince Rashid to get rid of him, that he didn't want him because he was a sick fuck for wanting that pain and then he could break Heero out of here.
Rashid pulled out of their kiss and stared at Duo for a second his eyes sad, before kissing him gently on the lips, ghosting his lips down to the collarbone that he has been worshiping earlier to bit hard on it, then sucking it to mark Duo, letting him have the pain that he wanted. That his atiyat needed the pain to keep his guilt fed, it was a small price to pay for his enjoyment of his atiyat's body and his peace of mind. The other times Duo let him love him the way that he wanted, slow and gentle. Duo was still beautiful as he took pleasure in the pain the Rashid gave him. He just hoped that his gift would not need the pain any more soon.
Duo half screamed at Rashid's sudden move, arching up into it and then relaxing his body, enjoying the pain as much, if not more then, he had enjoyed the gentle kisses earlier. This was what he deserved, what he needed! He whimpered with pleasured pain as he felt the finger that he had sucked on before, thrust into his opening, wiggling a little to stretch him. It hurt a little, but was good, that was what he wanted. He felt that finger withdraw and then Rashid reinserted his finger in him, coated so that it was easier for Duo, as Rashid prepare him for what was coming next.
Duo may have asked for pain, but Rashid wasn't going to hurt him more then he could take, more then it was good for him. Rashid was just enough to make sure that Duo felt that he was punished for his time with him, even though Duo didn't deserve that punishment. Rashid started to work his way down Duo's chest and stomach, nipping at his skin, enjoying the gasps of pain that Duo made and the way that he moaned as Rashid inserted another finger into him and teasing Duo by stroking that nub in him, so that his atiyat got closer and closer to the ecstasy that he wanted him to feel, while he hurting him by bruising Duo's chest, stomach and thighs with his lips and other hand. He was marking him so that the others knew that Duo was his when they saw him, when he showed him off his men again. Not that his other mark had faded, but he wanted to see his more of his marks on Duo, proof that he had had him again and again. Proof that he, Rashid made this wonderful creature whimper in pleasure. Proof that he ‘owned' Duo Maxwell body and soul by the marks that he had made on him.
He withdrew his fingers from Duo when he couldn't hold out any longer. Rashid had to listen to Duo scream in ecstasy, to have him lose himself in his pleasures of the body, like he was meant to. Rashid growled. Duo was already lost in the sensations that he was feeling with him. He was now whimpering at the loss of Rashid's fingers in him, his body arching upwards as Rashid bit his nipple one more time, before he turned him over, arranging Duo on his hands and knees to take him from behind.
Duo positioned himself the way that Rashid wanted him, anticipating Rashid filling him, making him forget why this was so wrong even as it felt so good. Rashid slowly entered him, falling forward to gather Duo's wrists under his hands, to hold him down and hold him in place. He hesitated for a minute, letting his delicate one adjust to him before he gave him what he asked for, the pain that he wanted with him. Duo panted, shifting slightly to adjust to his partner. Rashid smiled that movement and that more then anything told him that Duo was ready for him and he withdrew, his cock almost all the way out of Duo and then slammed home. Rashid listened to the wail of pleasure that Duo let out at that move and also heard the edge of pain that was in his cry. It made the sound seem sweeter for a second, before he remembered the innocent joy of their second time together. He wanted to recapture that moment, since it was then that he decided to make Duo his zauja7 and to keep Duo with him always.
Rashid didn't want to hurt his atiyat, but he also knew that he needed the pain, needed to suffer so that his guilt would quiet for a moment or two. He hesitated again, knowing that his stillness was almost as punishing for Duo as his roughness had been. Rashid tenderly kissed the back of his neck, licking the scar that he had placed on his shoulder before starting to brutally piston in and out of Duo, listening so that he didn't hurt him too badly. He was amazed at the growls Duo was making, the whimpers of delight that his atiyat let out as he got rougher and rougher in his rhythm, his body taking over his mind, reaching for the pleasure that he wanted, wanting to pour his seed into the willing body below him.
Duo encouraged him, calling out "yes… yes…YES!" as he also abandoned any sense that he had, screaming out "HARDER!" as Rashid slammed his body forward one more time before holding still to empty himself into Duo. Duo was coming at the same time, covering the bed with his essence and both of them felt like the Universe had exploded on them when they came together. They were brought back into their bodies by the sound of someone clapping, apparently applauding their ‘performance' for him. Duo looked up to see that Quatre had walked in on them and that he had brought someone else with him.
Heero stared at the wall, not caring about the man that had flipped him on his stomach and was shoving his cock into his body now. After he was done, there would be another one that took his place, then another one in a long line of men until he passed out or they tired of him for the night. It had been like this for longer then he could remember and he didn't see an end in sight. Dr. J would be so disappointed in him. To be taken out of the war by an ally that he shouldn't have trusted in the first place. If he had followed his training, he wouldn't have trusted Quatre. He couldn't even kill himself, because he was watched too closely for that. But he wanted to die, just so that this would end. He wanted to be clean again. Heero wondered if the others even knew that he was missing. Would one of them be Quatre's next victim? Or were they all here, scattered over the estate, in different rooms with these animals doing this disgusting thing to Wufei? To Trowa? Or to Duo? Duo…Duo was strange. He had tried something early in their association and had made him an offer that had confused him. Was this what Duo wanted, to have Heero face down on a bed, thrusting into him? Or have Heero doing this nasty thing to him? He regretted that he had turned the braided pilot down because he might have known if he liked this if it had been with Duo. He wasn't sure now. Actually he would be very happy to have no human contact again if he ever escaped from this place. He let his mind drift, not understanding the orders of his captors, not caring most of the time. Heero just let the drugs do their work and let them cloud his mind to endure what was happening to him. Heero drifted as the man on top of him got off and someone else took his place, repositioning him to his satisfaction before he started in with him, then leaving after he was through, the cycle repeated a few more times before it stopped.
He felt hands tugging on his bonds, loosening them. He was being moved, now he could try to escape! Or kill himself. Heero waited until everything was loose and tried to leap off that bed and fight his way out of that room. What happened was that he fell off the bed, his deadened limbs not able to support his weight and he fell into a trembling heap at the feet of one Manganacs that knew Japanese. It was Abdul and he laughed at him. They all laughed at his pitiful escape attempt.
Heero looked up, his eyes dull. He knew what he looked like by now, he was pathetic. He was covered in the fluids of a number of different men, from the lot that had him this time and all the others that had him since his last bath, which had been a long time ago. He couldn't even think about what the sticky stuff was that covered him, so he went with a neutral term, fluid. He was covered with bruises and burns, since a couple if them liked to play with him that way, grinding lit matches and cigarettes into his flesh. Cuts from those that liked to see him bleed. The bruises were from holding him down. He still fought them in the beginning, but after the first couple of men he was resigned and didn't fight any more, by the end…he was begging for something, at times, twisting his body, rubbing the bed underneath him. He wanted more then they would let him feel, wondering why he had felt so odd and what they were doing sometimes felt good. Wondering why his body responded to them, even as his mind hatred what they were doing to him. He was also all skin and bones, because any excess flesh that he had consumed by his body because he wasn't being feed enough. He looked…broken.
"Ah… Qahba …you that eager to go back to Sâhib Quatre?" Abdul teased him. "You shouldn't have refused him in the first place, he was honoring you. Just like he will honor that other one that is here, Rashid's gift from Allah. His Kalba8."
There was much laughter at that, but some of it sounded odd to Heero. The Manganacs knew that Heero had to be held down by a dozen of them before Quatre was able to take him. Heero hadn't stopped fighting until Rashid beat him senseless and then taken him while he was semi-conscious. It had taken them a long time to reduce him to this level, but he had lasted longer then any other of the toys that Quatre had thrown them, after he had become bored with them. Even with all that they did to him, Heero would last a while longer. He was amazing. The amount of punishment that he took almost made up for the one the Sâhib Quatre sent away, the corpse that walked. It had become a point of pride with any of them to make Qahba cry out, in pleasure or pain, when they had him. Qahba was indifferent most of the time, after the fight had been beaten out of him early in a session with them, but he did make the most wonderful noises at times when they forced themselves upon his body and they got him to reluctantly respond to their treatment of him.
"It is only Allah's will that gets our Yuz Bâsi's9cock into that boy," one of the men called out.
"He is touched by Allah because he eagerly takes it!" another one added.
Abdul clapped his hands, "Enough! Yuz Bâsi Kuruma and Sâhib Quatre want this useless whore. Amuse yourselves some other way."
Loud cries of disappointment greeted this announcement. Abdul shouted over their objections, "Sâhib Quatre said that he will return him, eventually…go hump one of the sheep if you can't wait."
"The sheep would have more life…"
More laughter greeted that comment. "But we we'd have to be careful of the sheep, one is worth more then this Qahba."
Heero waited, he was very good at that. He knew that they were talking about him, even if he didn't understand what they were saying. Dr. J had taught him patience and had taught him control, so he might be able to escape or kill himself given the chance. He longed for the chance end this before it got worse for him, before he was actually broken enough to enjoy what was happening to him. Abdul leaned over and cuffed his hands in front of him and put a chain on his neck, to lead him about. Then Abdul kicked him in the stomach to knock the breath out of his body, before lifting him up and shoving him in the general direction that he was supposed to go. Heero stumbled out of the room, coughing and moving only because he was being kicked or tugged in that direction. When he managed to catch his breath, Abdul would kick him again. This went on the entire way to the main house as Abdul ‘escorted' him to the private rooms, driving him in the direction that he wanted him to go.
Heero wasn't surprised that the room he was dragged to was Quatre's study. Quatre dismissed Abdul, laughing merrily at a suggestion that he had made before waving him away. He stood there sullenly as Quatre looked him over and laughed at him. "Heero. You look so…bedraggled. Are you not enjoying the attentions of my Manganacs? They have nothing but praise for you…you have managed to beg so nicely for them sometimes. For some reason Abdul still thinks that you're a threat, a danger to me. I think that he just wants a piece of Rashid's toy. He thinks that I might give it to him if he impresses me."
Heero just stared at Quatre wondering how he missed the signs that one of his fellow pilots was not someone that he could trust. How had his training failed? That was the thought that was usually was going on in his head. It had become almost like white noise to keep him from thinking about what was happening to him.
Quatre clucked his tongue in disappointment at his lack of reaction. "I just want you for a little while Heero. Then you can go back to all of those that are waiting for you," Quatre stepped closer and smiled maliciously. "Tell me Heero, when you were being trained for the mission, did it include being a whore? Did your controller show you what a cock was for? Did he ‘train' you to take it? Or did the man managed to resist those wonderful eyes and formerly tight ass?"
Heero stayed silent. He knew that no matter what he answered it would be the wrong thing, so he said nothing.
"So quiet. Trowa was like that, even after Rashid was through with him. Actually, the only one that I saw make noise with Rashid was…wait a minute, you should see it," Quatre smirked. "It is amazing, something that you won't believe."
Heero stopped suddenly, transfixed by the scene in front of him. He ignored Quatre's tugging on his chain and just stared, wondering if he had finally gone over the edge. He must have, the drugs and the other things were making him see things. He couldn't be seeing Rashid pounding into Duo, holding him in place while he fucked him, as Duo knelt underneath that huge body. Rashid stroking him with his other hand, touching him places and making Duo come. And Duo…Duo was enjoying it!
He had to be from the sounds that he was making, the moans that he heard in counterpoint to the slap of flesh against flesh and the dull ‘thwaping' noise that he had unwillingly experienced far too often lately. The cries of "yes…yes," the semi snarled, "harder!" that ended in a scream of pure bliss. From the expression on his face, Duo was enjoying what Rashid was doing to him, his eyes half open with a beatific stare and the screams of ecstasy when he spent himself on the bed.
Duo sagged under the big man, panting and trying to catch his breath. It had been good, so good even if it wasn't supposed to be. Rashid stoked his back, murmuring to him in Arabic, touching him all over with his hands, smearing his seed into his body. He leaned his head back to give Rashid kisses and murmuring his thanks, unaware that there was someone else in the room with them. Duo was drawn out of his post orgasmic haze by the sound of Quatre's disparaging laughter and his hands clapping slowly. He turned around and blushed, wanting the floor to open up underneath him. Heero was staring back at him with a dazed look on his face, openly revolted by what he had seen. Duo didn't blame him, he felt pretty low himself. Fucking the enemy was a no-no, even if the man liked you, treated you like a new toy and was so careful about not hurting him, unless he wanted to be hurt. Rashid was one of the bad guys and Duo should not be playing with him! Heero looked like shit too. He was naked, dirty and probably very hurt, physically and mentally. He had to get him out of here!
Quatre laughed, the dismayed look on both pilots' faces was amusing, Heero for seeing Duo like this and Duo for being seen by Heero with Rashid. "See Heero, see who they send into rescue you, a slut. Another whore, like Trowa, like you. He forgot about his rescue attempt as soon as Rashid started pumping that thick cock into him. He didn't care about anything except getting more of Rashid's meat into him."
Rashid carefully withdrew from Duo. He shifted his grip so that he could pin Duo to the bed in another fashion. He was not going to let Duo get to attack Quatre and do something that would get him hurt. Duo glanced up at him, eyes dark and unreadable. Was he disturbed at being seen? This was not the first time that someone had walked in on them while they were making love and Duo hadn't been distressed any of those other times. Upset at Quatre's taunts? Upset at not really remembering the struggles that he had with him trying to escape this place, even though he was drugged? Duo never forgot his goal, his need to free his friend. Rashid had been drugging and brainwashing him into being Atiyat, not wanting him to leave, not wanting to lose the one person that enjoyed him. Duo shouldn't be upset that he hadn't escaped.
"Sâhib Quatre," Rashid murmured respectfully. "You honor me with your presence in my rooms." #Get out of here and leave me alone with Duo! I do not want you near him!#
"I do, don't I?" Quatre replied haughtily and shoved Heero forward, so that he fell on his knees, still staring at Duo with that confused, horrified look on his face. Duo squirmed to see that move, trapped by Rashid's hands holding him so that he couldn't get up and smash Quatre the way that he wanted to. Quatre saw him squirming though and laughed again. "Duo seems to be upset about me being here, is it because I was watching? I told you that first time that I liked to watch. I was fucking you at the same time that Rashid was, so it's not like I haven't had your slutty mouth and ass. You enjoyed me right after you had Rashid fucking you blind," Quatre taunted him. "But our fellow pilot Heero, excuse me Qahba, doesn't believe that you could do that, even after seeing the end of that act. So…show him again Duo. Show him how much of a slut you are. He's the barracks whore right now, but he isn't enjoying it like you would. Should we see how many of your men it would take before your little atiyat cries for relief Rashid? Ten? Twenty? All thirty-nine?"
"It would be up to you Sâhib Quatre," Rashid murmured respectfully, pulling Duo into his body to hug him, and to make sure that he didn't anger Quatre by attacking him and have that terrible punishment happen to him. He knew that too many of his men would hurt his atiyat, to show him how much of a man they thought they were. He was proud of the fact that the only scar that he had caused his little gift was the bite that he had marked him with the first time. The bruises and the other marks that he had made would fade, Duo needed the pain from them more then he needed to be gentle to him, like he wanted to be. He also wanted to show his men the pleasure that he was giving his atiyat. His men wouldn't be that kind and they would treat Duo like a discarded toy, like the trash that they were used to fucking. He would be scarred and broken, the joy that he showed about sex soured from the abuse before he died and that should not happen!
Quatre laughed again and shook his head, "It's actually up to the two of you. Show me that he doesn't deserve that Rashid. Show me Duo that you are still the hot sarmuta that you are."
Duo ignored Quatre easily and prayed to a God he no longer believed in that Heero would forgive him eventually for what he was about to do. He slipped between Rashid's legs and lowered his head to Rashid's cock, sucking on the softened shaft to coax it to return to its stiffened state and to give Quatre the show that he wanted. Duo thought that Quatre's threats would have that effect on Rashid. Rashid still didn't want to give up his obsession, since he didn't want his toy shared around, because it might get ruined if that happened. Rashid groaned and stoked Duo's hair, playing with the slender braids, Duo's tongue doing wonderful things to him, reminding him of the joy that he could give him if he wasn't broken by Quatre, so he had to make sure that Quatre never touched his Duo again. The joy that they would have when Duo finally realized that he was meant to be with him, for eternity, when Duo submitted to Allah's will for him.
As the shaft stiffen, Duo started licking and stoking his way down it, rubbing his face against it, nuzzling its length, not caring that he was smearing stuff all over his face and hair. When he got down to the base of the shaft, he stopped to inhale the musky scent of Rashid, mixed with his own. Rashid gasped as Duo mouthed his balls, taking one and then the other into his mouth, rolling then around with his tongue. Rashid shifted and spread his legs wider, so that Duo had easier access to him. Duo smiled and pushed Rashid back on the bed tugging his body so that Rashid moved to the edge, so that he had could explore more of him. Duo pulled back, nipping at the base of Rashid's shaft, before his tongue started wandering down the sensitive area of skin between his testicles and his anus, licking it teasingly before he gently touched the tip of his tongue to his opening. Rashid almost leaped off the bed in surprise, never would he had thought that someone would do that to him. It felt odd, but very good. Duo smiled and moved up Rashid's body, sucking on his fingers as he asked, "Do you like that?"
"Atiyat, you are an ífrit! Such things you do!" Rashid exclaimed before rolling over kiss Duo on the lips, moving down to has jaw and murmuring in his ear before he bit it. "Later…when we are alone." He was not going to let Quatre see something that private between the two of them.
Duo sighed and nodded, stoking his hands up and down Rashid's back dreamily, Rashid was working his magic on him and he was now starting to forget that he had to get Heero out of here. He hoped that there was a later. He didn't think so, this had been the closest that he managed to get to Heero since he'd been here. He should be thinking about disabling Quatre long enough to let Heero escape, then staying behind to distract Rashid and the others…see if he could survive the forty of them. It might keep them occupied long enough to give Heero time to escape.
Quatre forced Heero's head up, making him watch. Making Heero watch Duo and Rashid perform for him. Quatre liked watching, but he also wanted to relieve the ache in his crotch and shoving his dick down Qahba's throat seemed to be the answer to his problem, after he made him see Duo taking Rashid willingly. Heero was broken now. Duo's apparent betrayal with Rashid has been the last straw for the pilot from the L1colonies. His former savior wasn't going to rescue him this time. Duo was moaning wildly, taking everything that Rashid was giving him, show off a bit even. Quatre knew that Rashid would be upset with his Atiyat being sent to the barracks, but he thought that Duo was such a slut he would welcome the attentions of thirty nine men that believed in wringing the most out of life that they could. Heero may have lasted the longest with those bandits, but Duo would be the liveliest thing that they had in a while before they broke him, turned him into the hollow eyed creature that Heero was. Heero was Qahba in spirit as well as flesh now and he wanted to do that to Duo, no matter how much Rashid was enjoying the slut. He'd give Rashid Heero to see what his reaction would be to such a trade. One lively little slut for a well used fuck doll, but then Rashid should be grateful for whatever he gave him.
He unzipped his pants and not taking his eyes off on the show in front of him, he wrestled a compliant Heero into a kneeling position in front of him. He carefully drew out his engorged member and tapped Heero's face with it, smearing his face with the liquid that was already dripping out of it. "Suck on it Heero," Quatre ordered him. "Do it good and you get a rest from the barracks."
Heero stared back, his eyes dull. Quatre was angered by his inability to respond to such a simple order! He forced his cock between his lips, putting pressure on the hinge of Heero's jaw to open it. As it popped open he hit Heero across the face with his cock again and then shoved it into his mouth.
Heero hesitated for a second before he started working his tongue around it, then sucking on the tip like it was a squeeze bottle of juice.
Quatre moaned and then snarled, "Unless you do better then that I'm going to have a few of them come in here right now and do you for you to practice on Qahba!"
Heero swallowed Quatre deeper when he heard that, working him further down his throat, gagging a little when he started to thrust into his mouth, fucking his face. Quatre wanted to hold his head still, but was disgusted at how dirty his hair was, covered with the semen of the Manganacs.
Heero continued to work Quatre's cock deeper down his throat, slowly overcoming the urge to gag that he had, realizing that no matter what he promised him, Quatre would lie to him about it, just to see his hopes crash. He could tell that Rashid and Duo were getting more ‘entertaining' by Quatre's heavy breathing and the way that his hands were tightening on his shoulders, Quatre had last had decided to ignore how unclean he was and touch him.
Heero suddenly had a revelation, a vision, like one of Duo's Christian Saints. This would be the only time that he would be able to escape. That after this session, Duo might be with him in the barracks and he didn't want that. While he couldn't believe that his one time partner was doing that with Rashid under protest, he didn't think that he deserved to be abused like he had been by the Manganacs. Duo…Duo had been one of the first people that he meet that was nice to him, treated him like he was human and had tried to care for him. No matter what else he had done, that first kindness would allow Heero to forgive him a lot. And while he was upset that Duo was doing that with Rashid, the expression on his face…he couldn't punish him for enjoying his captivity, since that had saved him from being hurt by the rest of the Manganacs that were here.
Heero inhaled deeply, taking Quatre down to the root, proud that he only gagged slightly, listening to the gasping moan that he made at this move. Quatre's seed leaking slightly into his throat and his hands were tightening on his shoulders. Heero knew that in one or two more seconds Quatre would spill into his throat and down his stomach, before shoving him away because he through with him.
This was the one chance that he had and time just slowed for him. The sounds that Duo and Rashid were making sounded like they were as far away as one of the colonies and as unreal as a film. What mattered to him now was this one fleeting opportunity and he took it. Heero blew out the breath that he didn't realize he had been holding and bit down hard, attempting to grind his front teeth together and shred the organ that he had in his mouth and to sever it from the monster that it was attached to, rejoicing when he felt his upper and lower incisors meeting, cutting through the flesh easily with the strength that was in his jaw.
Quatre stiffened, silently shrieking. The pain was too great to even voice. He could not draw a breath, his mouth opening soundlessly, his voice apparently stolen along with his penis. Heero followed up this move by bringing his hands up fast and flattening Quatre's testicles against his pubic bone, twisting them to make sure that he burst them, causing Quatre to double over, the additional excruciating pain making him fold in half, even as he was passing out from the overload to his pain synapses. Heero let go of that now flattened mass as suddenly as he had grabbed it and spit out Quatre's severed penis. He seized Quatre's head and started pounding it into the floor, not caring if he escaped, just wanting to make sure that Quatre was dead, even though he didn't think that he would live through what he had just done to him.
Duo arched against Rashid, throwing his legs up over his shoulders, grasping his ass and pulling his towards him, wanting to watch Rashid, concentrating only on him, so that he didn't picture Heero's dull eyes staring at him and wondering what had been done to Heero to break him. Was it been the physical abuse and the slow wearing away of hope that had the things that had broken him? Had it been the sight of the person that he might have been counting on for a rescue siding with his captors because he was fucking one of them?
He stole little glances at Heero, watching what was happening to him and to see how Quatre was treating him. He couldn't help himself. Quatre was involved in this little show, the front of his pants clearly showing the outline of his penis, showing that this excited him. Duo lost his concentration for a second as Rashid grasped his ass and pulled him tighter, murmuring something to Duo in Arabic, something that he didn't understand besides the word atiyat, his name for him. Duo thought that he should ask him what it meant sometime. He forgot that question as Rashid started thrusting harder into him, moving so that Duo was getting some wonderful friction off his stomach to rub against and the angle that they were at letting Rashid go as deep as Duo liked it, causing him to moan with delight and lick Rashid's nipples and kiss his chest as he stroked every part of him, trying to keep his attention just on Duo. He prayed that Rashid didn't notice anything that the other two might be doing and that Heero could get away somehow. He had pulled off the impossible a couple of times before, now was the time for him to pull off another miracle for himself.
The next time that Duo looked over there, Heero was servicing Quatre, giving him head as Quatre watched the show that he and Rashid were giving him. He wasn't surprised that Quatre wanted that, why use your hand when you have a nice mouth nearby. Duo was torn between his own impeding climax, he was just about to fall over the edge and he didn't know if he wanted to come down again, and noticing that Rashid was almost there too. He felt the familiar heat in his belly, bursting through his veins into his cock and his brain at the same time, when he observed that Quatre had his mouth open to scream, but there was no sound coming out. He blacked out for a few moments or an eternity, when he came back to his body, there was a pool of blood around Quatre's crotch and Heero was turning his brains into chutney. He looked up at Rashid, seeing that he was in the midst of his own orgasm, eyes shut tight and holding Duo still so that he could pour himself into him. Duo knew that he had to act fast, nothing was going let Rashid ignore what was happening in a few minutes and then Heero would be dead or worse.
Duo panicked when Rashid opened his eyes and he just instinctively moved his legs up further to wrap them around the big man's neck and pressed, praying that he could choke him into unconsciousness and escape. He knew that he wouldn't do any damage if he tried to strangle him with his hands. Rashid looked shocked at that move, but couldn't fight him. His body was still spasming uncontrollably in his orgasm, even as Duo choked the life out of him. Duo was crying softly while he was throttling Rashid, the tears running down his face, before shoving the big man off of him after he collapsed, not caring how much it he hurt himself in the process. He didn't even check to see if Rashid was breathing. He just scrambled over to Heero, grapping his arm to get his attention and have him stop splattering Quatre's brains on the floor. Heero had smashed the back of his head so often he was sprayed with the brains and blood. Duo was willing to believe that the back of Quatre's head was Jell-o by now and tried not to throw up at that thought. He started breathing heavily through his mouth when he realized that the piece of flesh on the floor was Quatre's cock and the reason that Heero had blood on his mouth was because he had bitten that thing off of Quatre before he killed him. He had thought that Quatre had managed to get a hit in on him before Heero went berserk.
"Heero?" he asked softly, hoping that Heero was still with the program and he could escape. If he actually wanted to deal with him, let Duo help him get out of here, "You got to get out of here."
Heero looked up at him, finally stopping what he was doing. "I'm Qahba…that's what he called me."
Duo shook his head, trying not to stare at that piece of flesh on the floor and hoping that no one walked in on them. He had learned that privacy was nonexistent around here. There were too many people were wandering around this place for them to be safe for long.
"You're Heero Yuy to me. Pilot 01 and kickass freedom fighter," Freedom fighter always sounded better then terrorist to people.
Heero shook his head and Duo felt a thrill of fear that he had been too late. But Heero had managed to kill Quatre, so he wasn't broken. He could go back to the fight after someone looked after him, to see if he was all right. He just had to get Heero someplace safe. The only safe place that he could think of was with Howard. And he needed to see Howard and G, cry on their shoulders and ask the men if they could forgive him for what he had done, if he could forgive himself. This was way beyond what Wufei and Trowa should have to deal with.
"Heero you got to get out of here!" Duo insisted. He fumbled with the cuffs for a couple of minutes before he got them off of Heero and tossed them away.
Heero shook his head again and stood up slowly, frowning at Duo. "What about you?"
"If I stay…they might not look as hard for you. They'll still have someone to keep them occupied," Duo said, meeting his eyes steadily. It was true, he didn't care…and Heero had to get out, get away from here. He deserved whatever happened to him because he was such a screw-up.
Heero frowned he looked closely at Duo, noting the bruises on his body and the tears that covered his cheeks. Duo needed to leave also. He wasn't going to let him take his place in that barracks because had some stupid notion that he should be punished for what he had been doing. "We go together," he stated flatly.
Epilogue:
Rashid stood stiffly outside the door of the main office of Winner Enterprises Inc. He didn't like making this report, but he knew that if he didn't his life would be worthless. He glanced over at Abdul. The man was smirking slightly, looking forward to observing the punishment that Rashid was going to suffer at the hands of the one that was beyond that door. Rashid ignored him after that glance. He thought about his little zauja and the way that the boy cried even as he disabled him so that his companion could escape, after Heero had killed Sâhib Quatre the way that he did. Rashid was thrilled that Duo had cried, that meant that after this inconvenient war was through, they could resume their relationship. He did admire his loyalty to his friend and it was worth the humiliation of being found unconscious and naked with Sâhib Quatre's body, if Duo had fled unscathed. The two pilots had escaped from the estate, taking a car from the garage and disappearing.
Rashid gathered his wandering thoughts as he went in that room to discuss his future with the power that was WEI, Jade Winner. She was the one that had arranged it so that his men had ‘accidentally' bumped into Quatre when he was traveling to Instructor H's laboratory. The partnership that he had with the small blonde had been both profitable and enjoyable for his people. But he had known that it wouldn't have lasted too much longer, Sâhib Quatre had been getting too unstable to be useful anymore. To anyone, even his sister.
"Sâhiba10 Jade, I regret to inform you of the death of your brother," Rashid said respectfully.
Jade looked up from the work on her desk, her eyes narrowing slightly at his announcement. "And how did it happen?" she asked coldly. Rashid was supposed to make sure that he didn't fuck up too badly before coming back to her, while letting him play almost any of the little ‘games' that he liked. Rashid was very good about keeping her up to date on what her brother was doing. This must have been a huge screw up on Quatre's part to get him killed. Rashid was too careful about keeping him safe for it to be anything else.
Abdul snorted in amusement at the question and then was dazedly staring at the ceiling, after Rashid backhanded him for his insolence and knocked him to the floor. Rashid didn't even bother to look behind him as he continued his explanation to Jade. "Quatre was careless enough to think that one of the Gundam pilots that were being held captive on the estate was broken by the use of my men. He insisted that he perform fellatio on him, while observing me being sexually involved with the second pilot. The ‘broken' pilot then bit off his cock and smashed his testicles and then his head, before the two pilots escaped. The second pilot had knocked me unconscious while we were...intimate."
Jade got up and started pacing around her office. "Quatre always thought with his cock, even if he was pathetic when he using it. Neither he nor my father were any good with that piece of them, nevertheless they thought of themselves as great cocksmen. Thank Allah I don't have to put up with either of them anymore. I had hoped that Quatre might have been trainable, but he apparently wasn't. It was only a matter of time with all the stupid games that he was playing that he would have lost one of them. I absolve you of any responsibility in my brother's death."
"And your instructions regarding the two pilots are?" Rashid asked, trying to keep any emotion out of his voice.
Jade looked up at Rashid, frowning thoughtfully. "Leave them be. I have no issues with either of them. Quatre acted foolishly and he paid for it. I just have to keep my father alive a bit longer. And then…I might marry and keep a man around to satisfy me." She paused slightly before adding. "Are you interested, Rashid?"
"Unfortunately, "Sâhiba Jade, though you are an attractive woman, I do not feel that it would be for the best if we married. I suggest a nice man from a good family that would be more presentable then I am," Rashid replied with a slight bow. #I have already found the one that I want, I claim Duo as mine!#
Abdul heard the suggestion and burst out in hysterical laughter, almost rolling on the floor with glee. "Mistress, he dreams of a pilot touched enough by Allah to take his cock willingly. The second pilot, the one he treated like a prized pet. The one that…" Abdul's comments were cut off by Rashid kicking him gently in the ribs, hard enough to hurt Abdul and knock the breath out of him, but not hard enough to break his ribs.
Jade watched this by-play with interest. Rashid usually wasn't this harsh about teasing from the rest of his group, so he must have really been fond of the one that got away. She had heard rumors about some on the uses that Quatre had used Rashid for. Instructor H should be grateful that he managed to walk away from Quatre's punishment of him, since most of Rashid's victims weren't that lucky. She also knew that Rashid had not even thought about a physical relationship with her when he turned her down. She wasn't angry, since she wanted a husband that could think, unlike her father and her brother. She would take his advice and marry well, to a man that would let her continue running the family business and not question the intimacy that she had with her sisters.
"And if I had told you to kill the pilots?" Jade asked calmly.
"I would have pointed out that they are all needed by the colonists to beat OZ and the Earth Alliance," Rashid replied calmly. "I would think that your brother had hurt the war effort enough with his games, by capturing three out of the other four pilots. Two of them may recover from what had happened to them, but I doubt if the third will." His little atiyat might never get over the guilt that lived in his gentle heart about hurting him to escape. "But they will all still fight."
Jade nodded. "And will you recover the one that you have lost?" she asked curiously.
Rashid had told her enough to make her realize that he was very fond of the pilot that was with him. That was interesting to her and she was going to have to see why that one was so fond of Rashid also it seemed. Abdul might be an idiot like her brother about most things, but he knew what he was talking about this time it seemed. From the jealousy in his voice, he wanted the boy also. Abdul was the jealous type and usually coveted what he couldn't have. If the pilot had been as fond as Rashid as he was of him, then Rashid must have truly thought that he had been a gift from Allah.
Rashid nodded and then smiled wistfully, "I will find the gift that Allah had given me after the war is over, when he will not have to worry about anything but the pleasure that he was born to give me."
End
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