Archive: GW Addiction
Category: AU, Duo-rape, lime, lemon, OOC (remember it's AU)
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 4x2

Innocence Lost by Willow

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The man stumbled out of the cheap pub. He caught sight of a young boy, probably around 15 or 16, standing on a curb. The man licked his lips, his eyes and body burning with lust as he eyed the prostitute.

The painted lips, frosted just right; the Kohl rimmed eyes (1); the scant amount of clothing, and what clothing he had was either tight or see-thru.

The man sauntered over to the boy, examining him.

"You see anything you like, mister?" the boy asked, his voice a pleasant treble.

The man licked his lips again, "How much?"

"200, not a penny less," the boy grinned, painted lips shimmering in the light of the street lamp.

"Fine." They head off and the man rents out a cheap room. He instructs the boy to sit on the bed, so he can get a better look at his purchase.

As the boy walks over to the bed, the man watches the play of well defined muscle in the boy's leather clad ass. The boy sits down on the edge of the bed.

"What can I do you for, mister?" the elfin boy asks, grinning at his pun.

"How 'bout I do you, boy?" at this the boy's eyes widen. /So he's never been taken,/ the man thinks, /He'll be a fun one to brake./

"Er... mister, I am more for giving blow-jobs and stuff like that..." he says then catches the sadistic gleam in the man's eyes, "but if that's what you want." He swallowed hard.

The man watched as the lithe boy stripped for him, then he proceeded to screw him silly. When the man was finished he zipped up his pants, tossed the 200 dollar coin at the boy lying on the bed, and left.

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Duo let out a pitiful moan. The man had been harsh and uncaring. He figured a man like that was better of masturbating than hurting people with his 'hard sex'. (2)

He carefully got up and put his clothes back on. A single phrase chimed through his head, 'Give pleasure, don't take it.' His pimp's motto.

Duo gave please alright. Yep, taking none for himself.

* * * * *

A few days later, Duo stood on a corner once more. A man approached him and gave him a curious look, while circling about him.

"Prostitute?" the man asked, when he recieved a nod of affirmation he continued, "You're definately a beaut. My son likes males. Would you mind being a sort of present? You'd never have to work corners again."

Duo smiled, "I wouldn't mind, but you'll have to take it up with my pimp."

"Alright, show me to him," the man said, "Lead the way!" Duo does. The man and Pimp Joe talked for a while, then shook hands and the man handed him a largesum of money.

Duo looked at him as he walked out. The man grabbed his arm and bid him follow.

"Na, I guess I'm yours..." he said, more to himself.

"Aa, my son will be pleased," the man smiled and motioned for Duo to get in the waiting car.

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Quatre walked around the estate. Being rich wasn't all it was cracked up to be. He was bored. He returned to his rooms and practiced his violin.

There was a knock on his door, interupting his practice. He opened the door and found his father looking at him with a smile slapped on his face.

"Otousan, waht is it?" he queried.

"I have something for you," he said then stepped aside revealing a slight boy with a heart-shaped face.

"Otousan, you got me a prostitute?" Quatre said in surprise.

"Iie, not a prostitute. He belongs to you. I bought his out of that lifestyle," his father smiled again, turned and walked away.

"Er, please come in..."

"Duo, my name is Duo," the violet-eyed boy said.

"Come in, Duo. I am Quatre Reberba Winner," Quatre said.

"Winner?!" Duo's eyes, went wide, /I'm the 'love slave' to a very powerful boy, geeze!/

"Aa, listen. Contrary to what my father thinks, I am not a perverted male raper," Quatre said, "But I do appriciate male beauty."

"Er... waht do you mean?"

"I mean, you can live here in peace. I don't like to see beautiful things hurt. And you are beautiful," Quatre smiled sweetly, and kissed him on the forehead, "I'd really like to get to know you. I know we will become great friends."

"Friends? You mean you don't *want* me?" Duo was almost disappointed.

"I didn't say that. I mean I'd rather be friends, at least for now."

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Months pasted and the two boys did become very close. Duo told Quatre about how he'd become a prostitute and eventually confided in him what *that man* had done to him.

Quatre comforted him as he sobbed, gently stroking his back. He looked down at the violet-eyed boy taking comfort in his arms. He kissed the boy on the forehead. Duo gasped and he took his mouth. Duo stiffened (3) then relaxed into the kiss. Sweet lips on his, Duo concentrated on the sensation. Duo'd never been kissed, his clients had just wanted the blow-job or the... sex.

Quatre fondled the boy in his arms. When they broke, gasping for breath, he asked, "Do you mind? Is this ok?"

All Duo could do was nod his head. He wanted Quatre, he had for a while. His legs gave out beneath his weight. Quatre caught him and carried him back to their rooms.

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He placed Duo on the bed and proceeded to remove his clothing. Quatre kissed him deeply then pulled away to remove his own clothing. Duo made a small whimpering sound as Quatre moved ever so slightly away.

"Shh, daijoubu..." Quatre said as he finished, then moved in again placing himself comfortable between Duo's legs. Duo moaned slightly at the contact and pulled him close.

"Shh, daijoubu, my sweet," Quatre said as he kissed him. He kissed slowly down Duo's bear chest, sending every nerve ending alight. Duo moaned softly as Quatre made his way down to Duo's swollen arrousal, and more so when Quatre closed over him.

Quatre slowly sucked, all the while massaging Duo's balls. Duo soon came and Quatre realized that the boy had never had release before. Duo had given please, never taking any for his own.

"You've never been truly loved before, have you?" Quatre asked, "May I?" Duo gulped and allowed Quatre to turn him over.

Quatre slowly kissed down his spine, stopping to nip at the pit at the tail end. Duo wriggled with pleasure. Quatre lubricated his fingers with gel and inserted them slowly, carefully into the tight hole of Duo's ass. He heard Duo gasp in pain/pleasure as he slowly stretched him to accomidate him.

Duo felt a jolt of intense please/pain as Quatre's fingers brushed something deep inside him. Then the fingers and the pleasure/pain were gone. Duo feels Quatre settle behind him and feel's his hard length press into him.

Quatre gently enters him and begins his slow thrusts. He rocks Duo's hips toward him as he thrusts, producing moans of pleasure from the boy under him. He reaches down and wraps a hand around Duo's hard cock and pumps in time with his thrusts.

His thrusts and pumping becomes quicker and he feels himself come, spilling his seed deep his love. Duo comes at the same time, his seed covering the bed and Quatre's hand and forearm.

Sated, they crumpled into a pile of sweaty limbs. Quatre brushes at whisps of Duo's now loose hair. The gamin-faced boy sighed contently and snuggled up agains his lover. Quatre'd been gentle, he thought to himself. /I never wnat to go back to *that*life./

"I love you, my savior," he sighed as sleep claimed him.

"Rest easy, beloved. I promise you, I'll never leave you."

~OWARI!~

Notes:
(1) Kohl is a dark blue eye liner.
(2) no pun intended.
(3) not like that ecchi (not yet).

*glares at muse* Don't blame me for the 4x2! My damn muse made me write it.
CGR: Hey! Resent that! I damn people not the other way around.

He he! I like Duo in leather and see-thru! Tell me if you like it!

(:./willow/inno)