28-Dec-2000
I wrote this for Draco, who had a special request. I hope everyone else enjoys it as well! Oh, only 2 parts this time I promise!
Title: Dangerous Games part 2
Author: Jade
Pairing: 1x2, 3x4 implied
Rating: NC-17 overall
Warning: yaoi, exhibitionism, lemon, violence
Disclaimers: don't own, don't sue, don't ask, don't tell
Duo walked into the bathroom, sighing at the relative calm. He turned on the water to splash his face, so he didn't hear the door open behind him. He didn't know the man was following until he felt him press his hard erection against his ass, and grab his hips.
Duo jerked upright, looking at the powerful man in the mirror. He tried to pull away, but the stronger man held him tight.
"Good idea, coming in here to be alone, honey," the man said, smiling. "My friends are going to make sure we stay alone."
Duo started to get worried, and said, "Hey, why don't we go dance some more. You're such a good dancer," he continued as he started to edge toward the door.
"I think I'd rather dance right here," the man said dangerously. He grabbed Duo by the hair and spun him around, shoving him against the wall and pinning him there with his body. Duo struggled, using all his strength, but it was no use. The man was much bigger than he was, and obviously knew what he was doing.
Heero arrived at the bathroom door and started to reach for the handle, when a man stepped in his way.
"Bathroom's broke. Use the other one."
Heero glared at the man, who was joined by another muscular character.
"Get out of the way. I'm going in this one," Heero warned, sure he had seen Duo go in this one. Alarms were going off in his head.
The two men laughed at being threatened by the short teenager, who didn't look threatening at all. "Fuck off," the first man said, and gave Heero a shove.
Heero was not in the mood. He grabbed the first man around the wrist that had shoved him, breaking it and throwing him against the wall with a sickening crunch. The man slid down the wall and didn't move again.
The second man had time to prepare, and he threw a punch at Heero's face. Heero dodged the punch easily, using the man's momentum to help propel him into a throw, and the second man soon followed the first into unconsciousness. Heero was barely breathing hard as he kicked the bathroom door open. The scene before him made him see red; time stood still as adrenaline surged through his veins.
The man Duo had been dancing with had the longhaired boy pinned against the wall; Duo was struggling, that much was obvious, and the man... Heero's rage grew as he saw Duo's shirt was torn, and the man's hand was reaching into Duo's pants. The man's other hand was holding both of Duo's against the wall above him. Duo looked over the man's shoulder, and saw Heero.
"Heero!" Duo cried out. "Help--" The man snarled at the interruption, and savagely backhanded Duo across the face.
"Shut up, bitch," the man growled. "I didn't tell you to talk. Leave us alone, little boy. Me and your pretty friend here have unfinished business."
"Get your hands off him now, and I won't kill you," Heero said softly, controlling his anger and channeling it into concentration.
The man laughed outright then, and turned his back contemptuously, returning his attention to molesting Duo, grinding his hips against the violet eyed boy, making him cry out in pain. Heero clenched his fists. And launched himself.
The first thing the man felt was Heero's arm around his throat, cutting off his air. He released Duo to grab at Heero's arm. Then his legs were swept out from underneath him, and he crashed heavily to the floor. Heero released the man's neck and let him fall, stepping back to quickly check on Duo. The longhaired boy had backed into a corner, but he seemed to be ok.
The man, angry now, climbed back to his feet, reaching in his jacket and pulling out a knife. He flicked it open and brandished it at Heero. "You wanna play? Come on, then," he snarled.
Heero smirked, and in one smooth move, performed a spinning kick that both knocked the knife out of the man's hands and knocked his head into the mirror, cracking it. The knife flew across the bathroom, clattering against the wall. The man staggered away from the mirror, leaving a bloody streak. Heero didn't let him recover; he punched the man so hard that he literally flew across the room, nose broken and blood gushing.
Heero followed, picking up the unconscious man by the collar and preparing to hit him again. Duo cried out, "No, Heero! He's out now. Leave him alone!"
Heero turned to look at Duo. "He hurt you," he said simply, as if that explained everything.
Duo shook his head. "It was my fault! I was trying to make you jealous, and I pushed it too far, and he got the wrong message, and..."
Heero dropped the man, who slumped back to the floor bonelessly, and stalked toward Duo. "Don't ever say that," he snapped. "Nothing you did gave him the right to touch you against your will. Nothing," Heero repeated forcefully. "The fucking bastard deserves to die."
Duo stared at Heero, wide eyed. "Why do you care what he did, Heero?" Duo tried to sound defiant.
Throwing caution to the wind, adrenaline still pumping through his body, Heero stepped forward until he was as close as he could get to Duo without touching him, and said what he should have said a long time ago. "Because I love you," he answered quietly.
"You... you do?" squeaked Duo, stunned.
Heero dropped his eyes. His heart was pounding and his body was reacting to being so close to the beautiful boy, but he wouldn't behave like an animal. Like the man who lay bleeding and unconscious across the room. No matter how much he wanted to take Duo in his arms and...
Duo surprised him by launching himself into Heero's arms and pressing himself tightly against the other boy. Duo hugged Heero tightly, all the pent-up frustration and violence of the earlier events changing directly into passion: passion denied to him since he had first seen the other boy. Duo had been scared of what the bigger man had been about to do to him, then frightened for Heero's safety, then stunned by Heero's brutal actions and tender revelation. Emotions warred within him; but the only thing he was sure of was: "I love you, too, Heero!"
Heero struggled to take in what Duo was saying, and his body reacted automatically, wrapping arms around Duo to pull him even tighter. Both boys gasped as their rock hard arousals ground together, undeniable proof of their mutual feelings. Duo thrust his hips against Heero, moaning sweetly in his ear. Heero pulled back so he could see the other boy's face.
"Duo? Oh, god, Duo, do you know what you're doing to me?" Heero groaned as Duo dropped his hands to Heero's firm ass, grabbing it and pulling their erections even harder against each other.
Duo panted, unable to believe he was in Heero's arms and unable to get enough of the feeling, said, "I certainly hope so."
"You turn me on so much, Duo," moaned Heero, trying desperately not to ravish the other boy right there.
"Good," smiled Duo. "That's what I'm trying to do," he added, kissing Heero's neck while pulling Heero against him.
"But..." gasped Heero, fighting for control. "He... was going to... I don't want to be like that," he finished, trying to explain.
"You're not," Duo said firmly, pulling back to look deep into cobalt eyes. "I want you. I've always wanted you. I want you right here, right now." With that, he pressed his lips firmly to Heero's, opening his mouth and claiming Heero's.
Heero lost himself in the kiss, everything he'd dreamed it would be. Duo tasted like honey. He wanted to taste more. But he broke the kiss and managed to ask, "Here? Now?"
Duo pulled Heero back into one of the stalls, and pulled off his shirt. "Yes. Here and now. I've waited so long, I can't wait any longer."
"Someone could come in."
"So?"
Heero stared at Duo, half naked, sweaty and hard for him, and didn't ask any more questions. Growling, he ripped off his own shirt and crushed Duo to him, skin to skin, and kissed him roughly.
They came up for air; Duo began tugging at the button of Heero's jeans. Duo succeeded at his task, reaching into the other's boy's pants greedily, wrapping his fingers around the hard flesh. Heero moaned and thrust into Duo's hand, reaching for the other boy's pants at the same time. He wanted to touch Duo like Duo was touching him.
Finally, Duo's pants were unzipped and Heero tugged them down, wanting to see Duo completely. Duo helped him, until Duo's pants were around his knees and his arousal stood free and glistening. Heero just looked at Duo for a long moment, feasting his eyes on the boy that would soon be his, completely. Heero had a thought; he exited the stall, and, pants still unzipped, shoved the unconscious attacker out the bathroom door. He then grabbed a handful of liquid soap, then rejoined Duo, all in a matter of seconds. Locking the stall door behind him, Heero kissed Duo again, then whispered, "Are you sure?"
"I've never been more sure of anything in my life, Heero," Duo answered, reaching to toy with Heero's nipples.
"Then turn around, koi," Heero said, and prepared the longhaired boy as he braced himself against the wall. Heero pulled his pants down, just far enough.
When Duo was ready, Heero put the last of the soap on his aching erection and pressed himself against Duo's entrance. Duo moaned impatiently, trying to get Heero to go faster. He wanted Heero inside him, wanted it now. The idea of doing it in a bathroom, in public, was turning him on even more.
Hands gripping Duo's slim hips, Heero pushed; his arousal invaded Duo's body, opening him, stretching him, and all the while Duo begged for more, faster, deeper. Duo bent over in front of him, legs spread apart, arms braced against the wall, begging; a million fantasies come true and surpassed. Heero slowly lost his mind as he entered Duo; any semblance of control fled in the face of his dream come true. Deeper and deeper he pushed; the sweet friction of Duo's muscles both gripped and caressed his hard flesh. Finally, he was completely inside Duo; their joining complete, yet just begun. Duo wiggled, driving Heero insane; he began to pump in and out, slowly at first, but unable to keep from building up to a driving pace that rattled the stall and made Duo scream his name.
Dimly, they could hear someone enter the bathroom; but either the sounds they were making or the obvious sight of two pairs of feet under the door made whoever it was leave quickly; and undoubtedly the three unconscious bodies outside the door had caused some concern by now.
Heero pounded faster; Duo met him thrust for thrust, taking each stroke, crying out for more. Duo's cries became continuous; Heero removed one hand from Duo's hips and wrapped it around Duo's erection, pumping furiously. Duo arched back against him, mouth open, eyes closed, and climaxed; Heero's name ripped from his lips in an ear-splitting scream.
The stall walls threatened to collapse around them as Heero thrust into Duo a final time; his violent release filling Duo with his long-awaited passion. Heero thought he would black out from pleasure; throbbing on and on, he pulsed inside Duo, spent at last.
Even through a haze of euphoria, Heero could hear approaching sirens; evidently his handiwork had been frowned upon. Pulling the dazed Duo into an embrace, he kissed the other boy one last time and said, "We have to get out of here."
Grabbing their clothes, they exited the stall, which was now leaning alarmingly. Grinning at the destruction they'd wrought, Duo said, "What about Quatre and Trowa?"
"They'll figure it out," Heero replied, and smashed out the bathroom window. They climbed through, and found the other two pilots waiting in the car just outside. The two boys piled in, and they made good their escape.
Taking in the state of the two boys they had just picked up, Quatre said, "Next time, I pick the club."
Duo piped up, unable to help himself, "Make sure the next one has sturdier bathrooms."
The End
(:./jade/games2)
