07-Sep-2000
Disclaimers: I don't own GW. I'm poor and about to be old so leave me alone. These stories are for entertainment only. They have yaoi and may have lemon....we'll see when I'm done. If you can't deal, don't read. If you don't make comments, I cut these stories and abandon them. I can't help it, I'm in a bad mood. ACK!
Duo was hungry. So very hungry. He'd never been this hungry in all his life and he couldn't figure out why. All the snack foods and most of the sandwich meat was gone thanks to him. Still this nawing emptiness ate at his insides. What was wrong with him?
A sudden soft touch brushed along his forehead.
"Are you alright, Duo?" It was Quatre. The only pilot with him at the safehouse. Looking at the pretty blond, Duo knew what he was hungry for.
"Quatre," Duo whimphered softly. "Please help me."
"Of course," Quatre said softly, leaning closer to his dear friend. "I'll do whatever I can to help."
That was enough permission for the Deathsycthe pilot. The small blond suddenly found himself under the other pilot as his mouth was plundered by the American's tongue. At first, he tried to get his friend off him, but a strange sort of heat began spread through his body. A growing desire for Duo took hold. No thoughts but those of allowing the longhaired man do anything he wished entered his mind.
Duo broke the kiss and looked at Quatre. The man panted with desire and was rubbing against his leg. A part of him feed off the lust rising in the Arab even as another drive that passion higher. A dark laugh filled the room. At last he could eat.
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