15-May-2002
revised: 22-Aug-2004
Notes: Please read the warnings and disclaimers from the other Boundaries part 2, because they're the same here, and the warnings are really important. Ok?
That said, awhile back (a long while back [sweatdrops]), someone responded to Boundaries and to my plea for help with the ending and said some very valid things, and helped Tekka actually remember what ze had in mind for the ending in the first place--well, some of it, anyway. This is an alternate ending to the fic, which I like just as well if not better. However, it does change what the fic is saying in a couple of ways and I like saying both things, so I'm going to leave both up and call them AUs of each other. Massive, very grateful thanks to kat for her criticisms in that response last year. This alternate version is dedicated to you.
On to the fic!
//blah// = Duo's thoughts
[[blah]] = Heero's thoughts--the distinction is important
*blah* = emphasis
The setup was the hardest part.
Duo had been planning and scheming for a week, trying to arrange the perfect encounter for Heero. //Sex shouldn't require this much... but hopefully the payoff will be worth it.// Now, the supplies had come in from Howard and one of his and Shadow's old friends on L2, and Heero had radioed in that he was coming back from his last mission, and everything was almost perfect. Heero hadn't even pushed him when he'd suggested this particular safehouse instead of one that was closer to his infiltration mission.
Duo was ready.
And just in time--he'd just put the last dish down on the table when he heard Heero unlock the door and let himself in. His impassive face registered mild surprise when he saw the elaborately set table, the steaming lasagna, and the fresh bread. "Duo?"
Duo grinned. "Welcome back, Heero. I just thought that we could have a little romantic dinner together. You never know when or if we'll get the chance again, right?"
Heero cautiously sat down on one of the two chairs, but the corners of his mouth were turned up just a fraction. "I didn't know you could cook."
//Oh, lover, there's a lot you don't know about me... and I know neither of us is the romantic type, but that's not why I'm here.// "You'd be surprised. I have a lot of hidden talents--comes from a lifetime of enforced self-reliance."
"Ah." Duo'd known Heero would be suspicious, but he also knew that no one can really question homemade lasagna for long. Just as he'd known that Heero always sat where he could see the door--nothing to do but casually manipulate the place settings. //You're so predictable, Hee-chan.// They began to eat, Duo chattering aimlessly. It was kind of fun, actually; they'd never really had time to get to know each other before. It had always been Duo attracted to Heero and Heero learning to be touched--it wasn't so much a meeting of hearts and minds as 'horny boy meets needy virgin and they get it on 'cause they don't trust anyone else.' //Ahh, love in the 90's... but the more I learn about him the more I think someday we could go beyond this.// Heero's head began to droop.
//Showtime.//
All it had taken was some light hacking to get to the electronic records of Sally's old hospital, and then he'd had the exact tranquilizer and dosage to use on Heero. And since it had only really knocked him out long enough to be strapped to the table, Duo figured it was perfect. He didn't want his lover out too long. Nothing could go wrong today. When Heero's eyes slid shut, he carried him into the bedroom and set to work. //I knew this safehouse would come in handy when we stayed here last month, I *knew* it. Somebody must have had a lot of fun here, to look at all those hooks.//
Heero woke up, and immediately noticed something unusual. He was standing up. [[I don't remember falling asleep this way... ]] The second thing he noticed was that his sleep had been drugged, and that he couldn't move.
Well, that wasn't quite true. He could move each limb in a circle of about a three-inch radius, but no further. He was bound somehow. He shook each arm experimentally, and heard clinking. [[Chained? Well, that shouldn't be an appreciable mission obstacle. Iron or steel will break if one applies enough force.]] He yanked, hard, on the chain binding his left arm, putting his whole weight into it.
Nothing happened.
[[Masaka... these chains are Gundamium? That's the most expensive metal in the universe. Who knows me well enough to know that I can bend steel... and that I can sleep standing up? No one knows that much... except the other pilots... after that mission where I was captured and put in a tiny room lined with spikes, and instead of breaking from the effort of standing perfectly still, I fell asleep until Duo and Quatre came for me, letting my natural balance take over. Not even a scratch on me.]] He allowed himself a tiny smirk.
[[Duo and Quatre... Duo. That bastard! He was my enemy the whole time?]]
Before he could work himself into a counterproductive anger, he took stock of his situation. His arms were suspended from something--probably the ceiling--by chains, and his legs seemed similarly bound to the floor, so that he was roughly in an X position. He was blindfolded so securely that he couldn't even be sure if there was light in the room, and there was something off about his bonds... the shackles that fit around his limbs were covered in something soft and snug... almost as if their maker didn't want his captive to feel any painful pinching or cold from them. And the chains which suspended his arms were just tense enough to keep them above his head, but loose enough so that they did not overly strain his muscles.
So he was comfortable, but helpless.
And he was also completely naked.
Just has he realized this, and felt the first edges of an unfamiliar panic creeping up his spine, he heard a door open.
"Why, hello, Heero," said a cheerful voice.
"Duo," he snarled, "what the fuck are you doing?"
His manic lover laughed. "Just that, actually. And as for *who* I'm doing, well... you."
Heero went completely still.
"Awake, I see." Duo was having a hard time refraining himself from jumping for joy. Because for all Heero's voice seemed angry, he was obviously having a hard time too... in a slightly different sense. When he'd explained to Heero that he was here to fuck him, the other pilot's cock had become instantly and obviously erect. "Relax, man, this is going to be fun." He licked his lips. //Don't get too excited too early, Maxwell. You've got to be in control here. Careful.//
"Duo, I don't know what you think this is, but I'm not in the mood. Let me go. Now." The last word was clearly a command, and a threat of violence. Duo felt himself harden in anticipation, and warned himself sternly to focus on the matter at hand.
"I don't think you fully understand your position, Hee-chan," he said drily. "You're naked. And chained. You can't escape, you can't move, you can't see. And I have the only keys to your shackles. I have all the cards, you have none. And I'm feeling horny." Throughout this speech, Duo kept his eyes carefully trained on Heero's cock, measuring the effect of each of his words. He was walking a fine line; this could either be the best night of Heero's life, and damn good sex for Duo as well, or it could be the end of their relationship and potentially scarring for his partner.
The rush was intoxicating. Danger, consequences... he felt powerful and alive, the way he felt walking any line. The tightrope between victory and death that was battle was the same way; adrenaline and fear and predator instincts and the heady wine of Shinigami. He wanted to scream in pleasure, and he knew if Heero could see him he would see eyes glittering the way they did as he swung his scythe through one mobile suit after another. //Fuck... I want to come right now, and we haven't even *started* yet.//
"You are helpless, Heero," he purred, sauntering closer. Heero's cock twitched. "Completely... utterly... at my mercy. How do you feel?" His parter grew even harder. Duo reached out a finger and touched, briefly, the line of his jaw. "You have *no control* over this situation." At the words 'no control,' Duo's fixed eyes saw his lover's penis spasm and his body break into a sweat. //Bingo. You *will* enjoy this. I leave you no choice.// He had wanted to lube Heero beforehand, because its application wouldn't really fit into their play, but to do so while the boy was unconscious would be a gross invasion of his privacy, and Duo didn't want to do anything he wasn't sure Heero wanted. He was walking the high wire between rape and bliss, because he couldn't give his partner a safe word, as he usually would. This had to be perfect for Heero, and Heero would regain a measure of control if he had a safe word, which could ruin everything. So he simply had to be extra careful. //I swear to you I will try not to hurt you.//
"What do you want?" Heero rasped, throat drier than Duo had ever heard it.
"I want you. And I take what I want. You're beautiful, you know that? And I'm going to do things to you you never dreamed, and there's not a damned thing you can do about it." Another twitch of the cock. //I'm on the right track.// "So just relax and enjoy your stay, babe." //As long as he feels he has no control, he will not have any responsibility for this. He can let go. He won't have to shoulder the responsibility or take the blame. It'll be my fault, and there will be no guilt.//
Duo walked over to the low table on Heero's left, which was covered in tools, and picked up a staff covered in rabbit's fur. "Can you see me, lover? No, I guess you can't. So I could be ready to do anything to you, and you wouldn't know until I'd done it, would you? I could be kneeling in front of you right now, getting ready to suck you--" He circled Heero slowly, flicking the rod against his thigh. "--or I could be behind you, ready to stick my fingers inside you... or I could be about to hurt you... I could have a knife." Heero's face was an impenetrable mask, but he was trembling slightly. Duo leaned in close, so close his hot breath could be felt on his partner's ear, and then lightly, so lightly, ran the soft fur along the side of one arm. //Sensory deprivation is *such* a good thing. And I know for a fact that rabbit's fur feels *really* nice.//
Heero gave an inarticulate cry. It was somewhere to the west of shock and somewhere to the east of moan.
//So good... Iwillnotcomeinmypants iwillnotcomeinmypants... // "Feel good, Hee-chan? You see, I can give you pleasure. Alternatively, I can give you pain." Like a viper his hand shot out and grabbed the whip, flicking it so that it landed with an audible smack against Heero's bare skin. "You've got a cute ass, you know?" he murmured, as he lashed it, over and over again. He cracked it hard enough to hurt, but not hurt too much. When his lover's ass was sufficiently red and Heero had forgotten himself enough to start uttering little sounds--ambiguous as they were--, he took the rabbit's fur and rubbed it against the sensitized skin. Then he took a peek at Heero's front again. //Ok, so the physical stimulation is all right, but the talking was definitely doing better for him. But now, at least, he's confused, which will help.//
He grabbed Heero's face, suddenly, hard. And then he gave him the softest, longest, wettest kiss of his life. When they seperated, there was a louder moan from the chained boy. "How does it feel, to be an instrument of my pleasure?" Twitch. //Ah, on the right track again. Keep talking, Maxwell.// "To know that you are powerless, that I can use you for what I wish? Would you like me to use you, Heero?"
"Go to Hell," the raspy voice finally broke its silence to spit. But he'd never gotten this hard this fast in their previous forays into the realm of the sexual. //That looks almost painful, actually.// Experimentally, he flicked the whip lightly, just enough for the barest touch against Heero's naked cock.
//Well, at least if I die tomorrow, I'll have been the only man to have ever seen complete and total shock on Heero Yuy's face.// "Already been there, babe."
"I own you now, you know. As long as you're like this, you're mine. Mine."
Heero's face seemed to be at war with itself.
Duo slowly licked his way along an ear, one of his sensitive spots. "It's ok, love." //Thinkthinkthink! Ah, inspiration.// "You know that stiff mask of yours just turns me on more." He very carefully did not touch any other part of Heero's body; much as he wanted to just grab that ass and grind...
A desperate cry. And finally, the granite that had been his lover's face cracked and fell. All that was left was a desperately aroused countenance and a low moan of fear. Disgust and hopelessness and unwilling but undeniable need. Duo stepped back, satisfied with his work. "What about you? What do *you* want?"
"I... " [[Where did he go? I don't understand... why isn't he doing anything? He's not kissing me, but he's not hurting me, either. And he hasn't left the room; he's still here... ]] "What do *I* want?" [[I want you to let me go... don't I?]] But as soon as he had that thought, it filled him with fear. [[If he lets me go... if he lets me go... I have to kill him... I... why isn't he doing anything? He said he was going to fuck me; why isn't he touching me? ... I *want* him to touch me?!]]
"Yeah, Heero, what *do* you want?"
He began to cry. Miserably, and for the first time he could remember in his life. It was hot, and he didn't like it. [[I need I need I need I need]] "I need you!"
"You need me? Why, whatever for?"
[[I don't know! I've never been so confused... I want to get away but I if I am unchained I will fall I don't want anything and my skin is so hot all over, oh, hot hot hot... I... touch... so hard... never felt like this... I am *not* owned!... Duo said he owned me but I will not be... I will not follow his orders... want him to touch me... can't go anywhere... can't touch myself... no escape... no one to touch me but him... my owner... he wants to... he *has* to want to! Hot... ]]
He was ashamed. "I... " he whispered. "I need you to touch me."
//And that's what I've been waiting for. Jackpot.// "Oh, really?" He sauntered over to Heero, dropping pants and shirt as he went. "Well, I guess that can be arranged. You want me to touch you soft, like this?" Duo stroked the outside of one thigh, too lightly to give any satisfaction. "Or hard, like this?" He moved his other hand up to savagely pinch a nipple.
"Ahhh... oh!... touch me... " [[I don't care how you touch me just touch me]]
"I don't know, Yuy; I don't take orders from people I have chained to the ceiling, y'know?"
"No... ah--" [[Yes, that's right, you do anything to me you want to... rule me... make me suffer I deserve it... leave me in hell without your touch if it's what you want and I'll like it, I'll be in a sweet agony... beat me and tell me to like it and I will... yes you yes yes hot yes take heaven away from me]]
"I think you'll have to convince me." //He's always followed orders to kill. What if I give him an order he wants to follow?// "First, though, I have an order for you." As he said it, he climbed onto the top of the table, so that he had about three feet on Heero.
"A-A mission?" [[Oh I don't follow orders from you oh yes, yes I do please, don't order me to do anything please just touch me]]
Duo cupped the back of his neck with one hand and guided him into position. "Open your mouth and take what I put in it." From his newfound height on the table, his crotch was about eye level with Heero, and he guided his neglected cock into his lover's mouth. "Now, I order you to suck. And I had better like it, because you are not allowed to come until I say you may. Unless you do an exceptional job, I will not touch you any further today." With that, he took his hand away from Heero's neck and diligently tried not to pass out from bliss. //Wet... wet is good... oh God... //
Heero's eyes widened beneath the blindfold. [[An order to do *this*? I... I... so... mission accepted]] As soon as Duo had forbidden him from coming, he had felt an orgasm on its way, almost almost almost--and then it was brutally cut off, because he couldn't, couldn't until Duo said. So he sucked, fervently, adoringly. [[If he likes it, he'll touch me... he tastes so... yes I want this yes an order not my fault I have to do it... have no choice but I want this yes... it's ok to want it if I have no choice... I'm supposed to want an order... never have before but now I'm supposed to and I do]] Through the blackness that surrounded him, he ran his tongue up and down Duo's cock, swirling, wet, biting just a little. Teasing the slit at the tip. Just a few days ago he'd never done this before and now suddenly he couldn't get enough. Harder faster harder faster and all of a sudden he gagged as it hit the back of his throat and Duo was thrusting into him, thrusting, using, and he had to take it [[use me use me]] and salty, sticky fluid filled him.
"Swallow." //I'm coming oh god I've never felt this good and I've been doing this for years he's perfect//
Heero swallowed, choking slightly.
For several seconds, there was silence.
"Well, I believe that does merit a touch, Hee-chan... " For a moment, Duo almost lost his controlling attitude in a haze of hormones, but he quickly recovered. Well, in the mental sense; physically he was already hardening again. Heero trembled with joy.
[[He's going to touch me he's going to touch me]]
Duo somehow managed to get down off the table without falling and hitting his rather clouded head, and advanced on Heero. //I knew I cared about you and I knew I was attracted to you but this is getting out of my league, lover.// Purposefully and with maddening laziness, he trailed one hand down that sculpted chest as his partner writhed against the chains. "Nnnn... "
"Let me hear you, lover," he ground out around the excitement glutting his voice. "Let me hear every little sound." //'Cause you never let go like that when we do it, and everything that comes out of your mouth is sexy to me.//
The last barriers around Heero seemed to fall away. "Nnnnn... oh... AHHH... yes yes nnnnnn... " [[and he's only touching my chest, stomach]]
Duo stopped.
Heero wailed.
//Oh, that got me. Ok, I need to think nonsexy thoughts... nonsexy thoughts... aw, screw it to hell, who the fuck cares about nonsexy thoughts when Heero Yuy's fucking begging you to touch him? If I come now, I'll just get it up again.// "What is it, Heero?"
"I... I want... "
"What do you want?"
"Touch me more!"
"Where?"
[[everywhere]] "Where it hurts!"
"Where does it hurt?"
An inarticulate groan.
"Does it hurt here?" //It hurts because he can't come... ok, hurry it up, Duo.// He slapped Heero's cock a little.
"YES! But it feels good too... nnnn... "
"Well, I've already given you your reward for sucking me so well, and I don't really owe you anything... so I don't have to touch you, do I? But I like to watch you beg. Beg me, and maybe I will." //I want to now, but soon, soon... //
"Please. Please!"
"Please what?" //This has to end soon nothing can be like this for this long oh my fucking god//
"Please touch me, please be inside me, please fuck me please let me come please! Use me, hurt me, just please... so bad... "
"And if I told you //I want to// I didn't want to?"
"ANYTHING! PLEASE!" [[crying again but I can't feel it so empty inside me please hurts feels good oh god oh god oh god]]
//OK, I had a plan to do something else at this point, but I don't seem to be able to think too clearly right now... whatever, fuck the plan, I'm improvising.// "All right. It'll hurt."
"Don't care... " [[just be inside me be inside me rule me fill me control me]]
Quickly, because it was rapidly ending for both of them, he grabbed a jar of lube and began to slather it on himself. //Shit, he's about to pass out! No time to do this right... // And, grabbing Heero's hips to steady him, Duo thrust into him, mindlessly, violently. //Getting lost in this I'm getting lost//
Heero screamed.
Duo was paralyzed with fear until his mind registered that instead of whimpering in pain, Heero was begging him to move. So he began to push, in and out, in and out, and when he hit the spot he knew because Heero screamed again, and he hit it over and over. //tight hot tight hot god what is this what is this hot//
"Do you want to come?" He was panting so heavily he could hardly ask.
"Ahhhh... !"
"Answer me! Do you want to come?"
"YES!!"
"Then come, Heero, now."
[[i am flying i am going to fall i feel the universe inside me filled so right him inside me and me outside myself it's coming it's coming it's coming i'm COMING--]]
"Now THAT, Heero, was an orgasm." //Thank the gods. And I'm glad. And you were wonderful, and it was worth every minute I spent planning it, and I think I may just have to keep you, Heero Yuy.//
Duo helped Heero out of his bonds and placed the blindfold on the table, only mildly surprised when his friend collapsed against him, exhausted. His tone softened, and the people who knew him only as Deathscythe's pilot would have been shocked at the tenderness with which he held the boy in his arms. "It's all right, Heero. It's ok. Shhh... "
Heero allowed Duo to lead him, dazed, to the bathroom, and leaned against the tiled wall of the shower while his partner cleaned them both up. [[I don't understand... and he seems so much larger now, so much stronger somehow than he was before. Maybe strong enough to... ]]
"Wh-why?" he asked, his voice uncertain and hoarse from screaming.
"You feel better now, don't you?" Duo winked at him, and sat him on the bed. //maybe, maybe you are//
[[Cryptic bastard... maybe he can show me... ]] Heero was tired, so tired... and he wanted that warmth again, the warmth that came from Duo inside him and all around him. [[So hard to give up control. I probably shouldn't feel this way, but... somehow it feels so good, to give up that power... to let him own me totally, for awhile; to feel known like that]]
They collapsed onto the mattress. With a little sigh, Heero moved his head a little toward Duo's warmth, hoping. [[maybe]]
And then arms were around him, cradling him like a child //maybe// and fingers were gently stroking his hair and a low voice [[maybe you are strong enough]] was telling him it was //maybe// all right and he could fall asleep.
[[strong enough to balance me]]
The End
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