17-Apr-2001
Category: PWP, Yaoi
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 5x1
Warnings: Yaoi lemon, language.
Feedback: C&C
Notes: Well I thought I'd try my hand at a 5x1 (those are rare puppies). Since I'm not quite up to Liliemouse's depth at writing these two together I opted for a PWP. Let me know what you think good or bad.
'--denotes thoughts--'
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters belongs to Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu Agency and are only being used for non profit entertainment purposes.
Heero woke up to discover two things. One he had one hell of a hangover and two he couldn't move. The first he figured out as light filtering in the bedroom made his head throb. The second he discovered when he tried to cover his eyes only to discover his arms were bound in leather straps to the headboard.
A quick look southward, he discovered he didn't have a stitch of clothing on and his feet were also bound. 'What the hell happened last night?' he wondered, looking around the room. 'Why am I in Wufei's room?'
Wufei was quietly pacing outside of his bedroom. He heard movement so he knew that Heero was awake. 'Kami! What am I suppose to say to him? I wonder if his head feels like it's going to fall off like mine does,' Wufei snorted to himself, before wincing in pain. 'I guess I'll start with the basics.'
The door to Wufei's bedroom opened and Wufei walked in carrying a glass of water and a bottle of painkillers. He was wearing a red silk robe and patently not looking at Heero. "I've brought some painkillers. I think we both overdid it last night," he said.
"Well, I may need a little help with those," Heero said, blushing and not staring at Wufei either. The wall pattern seemed mighty interesting. "Are you going to release me? Or at least tell me what happened last night?"
Wufei sat on the bed and unbuckled one of the leather straps. "So you don't remember either?"
"I remember we were drinking pretty heavily," Heero said.
"I think at one point we were talking about fantasies we never played out with our exes," Wufei muttered.
"Did we ... do anything?" Heero asked.
Wufei finally stared at Heero. "I don't think so. I think I may have tied you up then fell asleep. How are your hands and feet?"
"Asleep."
"Gomen nasai!" Wufei uttered as he quickly undid the buckles to the remaining straps.
Heero sat up and began rubbing his wrists and shaking his hands to get circulation back to them. Wufei rubbed his feet. He tried to ignore the pinpricks of pain in his extremities as he attempted to process the information he had just been told. He looked over at Wufei who was still rubbing circulation into his feet. He watched the blushing Chinese man refusing to meet his gaze as stray hairs from his pony tail was now softly framing his face. His feet were fine now, but he was enjoying Wufei's touch which was firm yet gentle. He suddenly became rather self conscious of the fact that he was still naked.
Wufei noted Heero's semi-aroused state but pretended he didn't as he knew he was probably blushing redder than robe covering his partial erection. "Would you like for me to--"
"I would like if you finished what you almost started last night," Heero said, shocking himself and Wufei.
"Nani?" Wufei gasped.
"You don't want to?" Heero asked.
Wufei moved from the foot of the bed quickly. He grabbed Heero by the arms and kissed him hard. "Of course I want to. Are you sure that you want this?" Wufei asked huskily.
"I guess I wouldn't have let you tie me up if I didn't," Heero replied, pulling Wufei closer for a deep kiss.
Wufei surrendered to the kiss letting it and Heero push away any doubts. He pulled out of the kiss. "I promise not to fall asleep this time," he smiled. "Now, if I may?" Wufei asked holding the cuff waiting for Heero's cooperation.
Heero laughed, holding out his arms. "Let's hope not."
Wufei placed a gentle kiss on each wrist before placing it back in its leather cuff. He moved down to Heero's mouth, teasing the thin lips with his tongue. Heero moaned, opening his mouth just a fraction. Wufei's tongue dove in seeking to seize and conquer its mate. While their tongues battled, Wufei's hands roamed down Heero's muscular chest. He broke the kiss and began a slow exploration of jaw line and throat. Heero squirmed and moaned softly. He was hard and with every wiggle, his hard cock would rub against the silk robe, tormenting him further. The only thing that would feel even better ...
"Take off your robe, Wufei," Heero said in a low, sensuous voice.
Wufei stopped his explorations to smile. "What was your fantasy again Heero?"
Heero frowned a little. "To be dominated."
"And what was my fantasy?" Wufei grinned wildly.
"To dominate."
"So will I be taking off my robe at your command?" Wufei said, thoroughly knowing this was killing Heero on some fundamental level.
"Bastard," Heero hissed not too convincingly.
"Ah, words like that will get you nowhere," Wufei laughed. "But I'll overlook it this time around." He resumed kissing Heero, playing with the brown-haired man's nipples. Heero arched to the touch as Wufei rubbed light circles around his brown nipple. Wufei's mouth would lick, suck and worry the nub until it harder than Heero ever remembered it being before. He groaned and grounded his hips harder into the slightly smaller man.
Wufei moved over to the other nipple giving it the same torturous treatment. Now Wufei thought his robe was a hindrance. He wanted to feel Heero's skin against his body. So he sat up straddling Heero's hips as he took off the robe with deliberate slowness. He watched as Heero attempted to touch him being stopped by the cuffs.
"What are you thinking Heero?" Wufei asked.
"I'm thinking that I want to fuck you Wufei," Heero husked. "Hard."
Wufei chuckled. "Maybe later. Now what are you thinking?"
Heero's eyes flickered with some unspoken emotion. Wufei noted the look and wondered what it meant. "Are you going to fuck me hard, Wufei?"
Wufei shifted so his length rubbed against Heero's. "As hard as you want me to, Heero." He descended down Heero's body, kissing his chest and stomach, working his way down to the hard, glistening member standing at attention. Wufei flicked his tongue on the underside of Heero's penis before sliding his tongue under the flap of skin, enjoying the musk taste. Then he lightly blew a slight breeze over the head. Heero shuddered and moaned. He took mercy his captive love, pulled back the foreskin and took him deep in his mouth and began to suck.
Heero nearly jumped out of his skin at the sensation. He no longer controlled his body as it mindlessly rose to meet Wufei's ministrations. Wufei would change tempo and pressure of the suction while feeling drunk over the noises Heero was making. He would grind his hips into the bed to relieve a little of his own pressure. He pulled his mouth off of Heero and stroked him. While one hand continued to stroke Heero the other went in search of the tube of jelly in the nightstand. With one hand he flipped the cap and managed to squeeze some gel on his fingers. He slid back down to Heero and began to suck him again.
Heero's eyes opened when the suction stopped, but the stroking was just as good. Well, almost as good. He saw what Wufei was doing and marvelled at his talent to not miss a stroke while rummaging and applying lubricant. The warm, talented mouth had returned and his eyes closed again lost in the sensations, not recognizing the gasps and moans as his own.
Then he wondered to himself how he was letting Wufei take over. In the past when he was with Duo, he would try to let Duo take the lead. But evitably he would take control back or they would have some stupid fight that would kill the mood. These leather cuffs weren't anything he couldn't get out of. Yet except for his early command for Wufei to strip he hadn't tried getting loose and screw Wufei to the bed. But that tenuous thought flitted away as he gave into the orgasm washing over him.
"Gods! Wufei," he managed to gasp out as waves and waves of semen left his body into the waiting mouth of Wufei. Heero felt drained yet he knew it wasn't over yet. There was more and the thought made his softening member twitch in anticipation.
Wufei drank down all the was offered, still pushing his fingers in and out of Heero stretching him. He kissed Heero's inner thigh, nibbling the skin lightly as he continued to prepare the man. He was surprised that Heero hadn't put up much of a fight. Duo had mentioned in the past the dominance issue as had Heero last night. He knew Heero had never been taken before and he wanted to be extra careful. He saw the slight twitch of Heero's cock and smiled.
Wufei was thankful for every meditation exercise he'd ever learned or else he'd be in big trouble right now. He was in agony, but he wasn't going to let his pleasure take precedence over Heero's first time. It wasn't like he hadn't taken lead in the past with some of his lovers, but many of those he fell for preferred to be on top. He didn't complain much. Seeing Heero like this splayed and wanton, every moan, sigh and groan from the usually quiet man was heady stuff to Wufei. He wanted to hear more, each sensual utterance traveled to his hard, wet cock. He let his fingers lightly probe Heero's prostate to watch the reaction in delight.
Heero whimpered. He didn't know he could do that. "Wufei, please?" he asked as he slammed himself hard on Wufei's fingers trying to recapture that crazy intense feeling, Wufei graced him with moments ago.
"Please, what Heero?" Wufei asked breathlessly.
"Fuck me. Now," Heero hissed. "Please?"
Wufei almost lost it when he heard the need and desire in Heero's voice. "Okay," Wufei said as he removed his fingers, to put some gel on his hard member. He pulled Heero's legs up over his shoulder, positioning himself as he slowly pushed in.
Heero groaned at the sensual feeling of being filled. Wufei gritted his teeth and tried not to give into the desire to quickly slam into Heero until the boy couldn't see straight. Somehow, although he thought he would come many times over before he ever got fully seated inside of Heero, he managed it. Now he waited for Heero to adjust and tell him to proceed.
Heero flexed his hips up a few times shallowly. Wufei took that as his cue as he slowly, carefully pulled back a little then pushed forward. Heero moaned. "Are you okay, Heero?" Wufei asked as he grounded into the boy beneath him with shallow, gentle undulations.
Heero stared up at Wufei. "I'm fine. I thought you were going to fuck me hard."
Wufei smiled, "I will now." With that he pulled almost all the way out before slamming in, aiming for the prostate.
Heero's shocked but excited cry was music to Wufei's ears. So he did it again and again and again. Heero's legs had wrapped themselves around Wufei's hips pulling him in deeper. Harder. Wufei knowing he couldn't keep this up for much longer, reached down to stroke Heero.
Heero, whose senses were already on overload, found himself crying out Wufei's name as he came even harder this second time around spurting his seed all over himself and Wufei. Wufei's hips continued to piston into Heero's willing body a few more times before he screamed, "Heero!" His essence leaving his body and flowing into Heero.
He collapsed on Heero's chest trying to catch his breath. As his breathing eased, he carefully eased out of Heero's body. Heero seemed to moan with disappointment. Wufei slowly reached up to release Heero from the cuffs. "So," Wufei asked, "Was it all you had hoped it would be?"
Heero laughed. "Yes, and more. My hangover's gone."
Wufei laughed also. "What do you know? So's mine. I don't think I've ever heard of this being a cure for a hangover though."
"Getting a patent would be tricky, ne?" Heero dead panned.
Wufei continued to snicker. "Probably." He kissed Heero. "So would you like some breakfast?"
"I'd love some, but I don't think I can move," Heero said.
"I know what you mean. Maybe later?" Wufei asked as he snuggled closer to Heero. Normally he would clean up, but he couldn't move if his life depended on it.
"Definitely later," Heero said with a yawn.
In a perfect world, they would have been wondering if this was a good idea. They were both coming off of relationships. They should have wondered if this was a rebound thing, or a one time thing. But in this perfect moment, they only knew that sleep was their friend and they'd work out the details later.
Owari
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