19 Jun 2000
DISCLAIMER: All Gundam Wing characters are property of Sunrise, Bandai Visuals, Sotsu Agency, and Asahi TV. This work is not written for profit, but for entertainment purposes only.
WARNINGS: heavy shonen-ai (kissing); angst; some sap (my fault, not Tzi's); serious flirtation
Pairing: 6x5/5x6 (Implied 13x6, 13x5)
They drove in companionable silence for several miles before Zechs turned the car down an unpaved road that ended in a wide, flat area overlooking the lake and facing east. The moon was just making it's appearance and, because it was at the horizon, looked enormous - glowing with the last rays of the falling sun and casting silvery light over everything there. Zechs stopped the car and turned off the engine and now all that could be heard was a faint chirping of crickets.
"Gorgeous," Wufei whispered reverently, undecided as to whether he meant the moon... or the man beside him. "Beautiful, Zechs..."
"It is," Zechs agreed, gaze captured by the silvered water of the lake. "My favorite place in Luxembourg." He smiled softly and then added, "It reminds me of my homeland, so it gives me great comfort to come here."
A nod came from the man beside him. "I understand," he said solemnly. For a moment, he contemplated what he was going to do... and then he cast caution to the wind and reached over, taking Zechs's hand lightly, impetuously, in his own.
The touch made Zechs look over and he met dark eyes with softly puzzled smile. "Wufei...?"
Wufei's movements were slow and cautious as he leaned across, one hand placed on the seat. His neck arched and finally, his lips met Zechs's, slow and sweet.
Somewhere, deep inside of the blond man was a groan of pleasure that had been teasing at him all day long. The perfection of the boy's timing, the sensuous feeling of the kiss, the way it all felt like it was happening in slow motion - it had to come out and it did, soft and hungry as Zechs closed his eyes and met that sweetness with equal passion.
When finally they broke apart, Wufei's eyes were heavy-lidded, breath slightly uneven. "I like your kisses," he murmured as he leaned in and stole another one, shivering slightly with the wonder of it.
"And yours," Zechs breathed as they broke off genty again, voice thick with desire, "taste of paradise..." This time, he was the thief.
The groan that broke from Wufei's lips matched Zechs's earlier sound and he moved, getting a leg across the gearshift and pushing himself closer.
Long fingertips brushed over the boy's back and hips as the kiss deepened and Zechs couldn't stop the small, hungry noises from coming. Wufei felt so perfect! So warm and responsive... "Uhmmmm... Wufei... wanted this... all day long..."
"Oh, God," Wufei whispered, arms reaching as he shifted himself entirely over the gear shift and, by some miracle, slid between Zechs and the steering wheel, straddling his hips by placing a knee on either side of him, perched precariously on the seat.
Without even thinking, Zechs let out a long, low growl. The position Wufei was in was so erotic, so wantonly sensual. It made his pretty bottom stick out, allowing the older man's hands to wander down and cup it in both of his hands, squeezing softly as he dropped his head back and let the Chinese boy deeper into his mouth.
What a delight, to kiss Zechs without having to tilt his head back; a delight of control and being the slightest bit more... Something that Wufei couldn't pinpoint but that was SO incredibly nice! As hands found his rear, he kissed the man even harder for a moment before moving on quickly to his throat, whimpering the prince's name. /So long... too long... so right..../
The feeling was overwhelming and Zechs' hands grabbed at Wufei, pulling him closer. As he did, he elbow hit against a small lever next to the door and the driver's seatback lowered smoothly until it rested against the floor in back of it. They broke apart for a moment in surprise. Suddenly finding himself completely pinned with Wufei directly on top of him, Zechs could only blink a few times before feeling a sweet throbbing between his legs as he stiffened against his captor's own erection.
The sudden motion had surprised Wufei, but not for very long. Carefully, he squirmed his legs between Zechs's, knees hitting the back of the steering wheel as he ground his hips against the taller man's, leaning down and kissing the hollow of his throat deliciously. "Nnnnnn..."
A ragged gasp was torn from the tall blond and his eyes closed at delicious friction the boy was generating. His hands went up to Wufei's hair, and he buried long fingers in its silk as his hips seemed to move upwards of their own accord. As the clever mouth closed on his throat again, images of being taken by the boy flooded him... such an erotic thought. So erotic that he let out a long whimper, throwing his head back and pressing upwards in a sweet and heated rhythm.
"Zechs," Wufei whispered hoarsely, groaning as a hand reached between them, pressing tightly against the other man's erection. "Oh, God, Zechs..." Those fingers caressed deliciously over denim-encased flesh, molding and shaping the throbbing meat beneath that cloth even as Wufei nuzzled his way up to bite an earlobe.
Uhhhhhnnn!" He wanted to be slow, and cautious, and dignified, but Wufei's touch was sending fire through his blood and it seemed the only thing he could do at that point was writhe in sweet agony beneath the dark-haired demon. A demon who had taken him over, body and soul.
Careful fingers broached the close-fitting red t-shirt, pulling it loose from the jeans. /Skin... warm skin, hard muscles.../ Groaning, Wufei shifted, straddled Zechs's thighs and began to rock slowly.
Azure eyes opened slowly and remained heavy-lidded, looking up at Wufei in something akin to wonder. Zechs let his fingertips wander over the lovely face above him, low, throaty noises huffed out with each rock of Wufei's hips. "Ohhh... lovely boy... feels so good..."
Biting his lip, Wufei's hand slid up, touching the nipples that had puckered into hard little kernels upon Zechs's chest as he let loose a shaky sigh. Every steady thrust sent shivers of pure pleasure down his spine and he groaned finally, wrapping his free arm around Zechs's neck. "Oh, God..."
Zechs's hands had worked their way under the layers of Wufei's clothing, seeking the warmth of his skin, and now they wandered over his back in little strokes and scratches. The arousal was so intense, the feeling of the Chinese boy's shaft rocking over his own so much like sex it made him whimper. He wanted nothing more than to be naked and on a bed behind a locked door so he could open his legs and let Wufei do whatever he pleased. /I'm yours, little man - take me, fuck me senseless and I'll beg you for more... all yours.../
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Wufei's fingers trailed down over the muscle of a rock-hard stomach, sliding miraculously into the band of those jeans to grasp Zechs's hard-on as he groaned. "We have on too many fucking clothes!"
He didn't want to, he didn't mean to, but Zechs just had to laugh at that. While he did he took Wufei's face in his hands and looked up at him. "Wufei - shall we go home and get a bit more... comfortable?"
A nod came, serious and silent, before Wufei kissed him again, still caressing his erection. "I think I'm going to get a cramp somewhere unpleasant if we keep this up."
Zechs let out a soft moan, the touch of warm fingers on him maddening and glorious. So hard to pull away from the sweet angel above him - he had to keep thinking about how much better it would be when they were home and could undress each other and... /Just get up and drive, Zechs./
He lifted Wufei up and over the stickshift, bringing his own seat up and starting the car. "Buckle up," he said to the boy beside him and then he leaned over and kissed him deeply. "You're not going to get out of this by getting hurt and having to go to the hospital..."
Wufei settled in, a hand going to rearrange the aching throb between his legs so that he was at least a bit more comfortable. "You'd better hurry, then," he murmured, "or I swear I'll die of frustration before we get there." /I can't believe I just said that!/
The blond man just smiled and guided the car out onto the road. As the landscaped rushed by, he looked at Wufei out of the corner of his eye and smiled. "So much for seeing the lake and the moon, eh?"
For a moment, Wufei seriously considered the dangers of what he wanted to do... and when that moment was done, he threw caution to the wind again and slipped out from under the shoulder strap of his seat belt. Fingers moved once again to Zechs's jeans, un-buttoning the waistband and tugging quickly at the zipper. In only seconds, his hand was full of that deliciously long and heated pole and his fingers were caressing over it with exquisite attention to detail.
"What the hell - WHOA!!" Zechs's shock had caused the car to drift slightly - into a lane of oncoming traffic - and now he swerved back to the right, stunning feelings shooting through him at that touch. "Ohh - oh, Wufei... I don't think... that this is a very good idea..."
"Just be very careful," came the solemn answer as Wufei leaned across the way, tongue lightly touching the head of Zechs's throbbing shaft and wrapping around it.
"Uhhnnn, *damn* you... little *demon*..." God, that touch! So light and teasing, making him want to moan and arch and press Wufei's mouth down over the sweet ache he was causing. The greatest threat, though, was the urge to close his eyes from the pleasure of it. He kept telling himself that it probably wasn't a good idea to do such a thing while he was driving, but he kept forgetting it, especially when the boy's tongue rasped over him, hot and wet - just enough friction to turn him to fire.
He stared hard at the road ahead, unable to stop the little moans coming from deep inside. Up ahead was a traffic light and he eased the car to a stop, throwing his head back against the seat in blessed relief. "Ohhhh, Wufei..."
For a moment, Wufei lifted his head, mouth carmine from kisses and sucking, and looked out the window. Three shocked faces looked right back and he smiled at them almost angelically before going back to what he was doing once again.
/Oh, I've dreamed about this, Prince.../ he thought, sucking lustily at the proof of Zechs's passion, tasting the tip of him at the back of his throat. /Tastes so good... I've missed this so much and this is just incredible, so much like a crazy fantasy.../
Zechs fought to open his eyes and keep them open so he could tell when the light changed. With very flushed cheeks and heavy-lidded eyes, he rested his forehead against the window, panting heavily. That allowed his gaze to fall on three women who were in the next car - and all plastered to their windows, watching him. /Damn this light! Why won't it *change* Ah, Wufei.../
"Ahhhhhnnnn!!!" Wufei's tongue was sliding up and down his shaft and everything seemed to tighten into a tiny pulsing space that seemed to explode in slow motion. Lean, powerful hips pressed upwards and golden lashes fluttered down over azure eyes as Zechs threw his head back again and let out a long, low cry, lost for the moment as he filled Wufei's mouth.
There was no surprise in that; Wufei had known it was coming, so to speak, and he sucked until he'd gained every last drop before pulling away and tucking Zechs carefully back into his jeans.
He didn't bother to zip them up, though. Just in case.
"Light's green," he purred, settling back in his seat.
"Uhhnn." It was all Zechs could manage as he struggled to make his trembling legs work the accelerator and shift pedal. He was still breathing heavily, eyes half-closed with sated desire. "You have me at somewhat of a disadvantage," he panted softly. "I can't quite return the favor at the moment."
Wufei slid back beneath the shoulder belt and cast a faint smirk at Zechs. "I know," he answered, shifting slightly in his chair. "No worries, though. I'm sure you'll.... come through."
Zechs narrowed what were already half-closed eyes and looked over at the Chinese boy with an expression of mock contempt. "I do believe you're enjoying tormenting me. "Well, just you wait Mr. Chang. I'll make you pay for this..."
At that point the contempt face was ruined by the wiggling of fine, platinum eyebrows.
By that point, Wufei had almost melted into the seat as he looked over at the other man, fingers clutching the leather tightly. His voice was hoarse when he spoke. "Doesn't this car go any faster?"
Zechs smirked at him before giving a laugh that was close to a cackle. "Hold on, little man." The tall man's foot punched the accelerator and the car came to life, the feeling of speed almost as erotic as the tension between the two men inside.
End of Part 12
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