19-Oct-2000
Disclaimer: I don't own GW. I'm poor. These ficlets are for entertainment only. Beware... here you will find mention of NCS, some lemon, yaoi, and something that may offend you. If you can't deal, don't read. These are some things I have become stalled on and am hoping for inspiration. HELP!
Chang Wufei stormed through the halls of his castle. The look on his face promised death to any in his way. Each step brought him closer to the room in which his human prisoner was kept and darkened his mood.
When Lady Une, representative of Lord Quatre Winner, arrived, the young Dragon thought it merely a social visit; Quatre and he had developed a friendship over the years despite the life-debt he owed the blond elf. Une changed all that. Never again would he trust the gentle looking immortal.
The woman came to demand payment on the life-debt. A letter from Quatre explained that Une knew what was wanted and would inform the Dragon Lord. Such a clever elf. There was no way to lay blame for this atrocity at his feet. Quatre could simply claim to have given Une different instructions and the woman would probably deny the service she ordered the Dragon leader to perform. No, Wufei would bear the brunt of any reprisal. Not that any was expected. Who'd want to avenge a human? Treize? Not after Quatre's plan went into effect.
According to Une, Treize was needed to lead his people, however, they refused to accept his mortal lover so the elf abdicated in Quatre's favor and left. The blond elf did his best, but two leaders were needed to run the two houses. With no other suitable ruler available, Treize was sent for. The elf lord refused to return. Nothing could make him abandon the mortal he loved.
Left with little choice, Quatre knew the only way to get Treize back was to disgrace and break the human. Yet, he also knew the older elf would never cooperate if any elves had been involved. So he sent Une to ensure the Dragons would commit the atrocity and nothing existed to lead back to the elves. A perfect plot. Except that Wufei hated every second of it. The immortal valued honesty, honor, and strength over everything and it didn't help that the captive human exhibited all those qualities.
Duo, a name that had been forced from the mortal through magic, did not lie, would not abandon Treize nor deny him no matter what the torture entailed. It looked as if Quatre's plan was going to fail, but since that would leave Wufei still in the elf's debt, the Dragon Lord had one more trick to try. The final attempt meant surely shattering the mortal. Yet, the life owed could be repaid and Wufei had no problems keeping the beautiful human in his protection until he died.
Reaching his room, the raven-haired immortal paused. What he was about to do was something repugnant; no other need bear the disgrace of this action and he'd never ask them too. It was bad enough to have allowed several elves, disguised as Dragon Warriors, to rape the chained mortal. That was disgraceful and cowardly, yet Duo had never done more than scream and cuss; his strength gaining the respect of more than one true dragon. No, Wufei was going to break this gorgeous, brave, strong, and worthy human's soul. Forgiveness for this act was impossible, even if it did free his clan from the ties to Quatre.
Opening the door, Wufei saw all was in readiness. Duo hung from chains in the middle of a huge bed; the captive's hair hung loose around his naked body in a curtain of soft chestnut. All signs of previous wounds were gone. Some relief spread through the dragon's system at knowing nothing had been permanent.
Beside the bed, a single silver goblet filled to the brim with scarlet liquid sat on the only visible table in the room. The lights were purposefully darkened so that little beyond the bed could been seen. The less the human could see, the better; it would add to the confusion caused by the potion in the glass.
A soft moan warned Wufei of his captive's impending consciousness. Quickly grabbing the goblet, he forced the liquid past Duo's lips and ran a hand along the human's throat, helping him to swallow. As the last of the drugged elixir emptied from the glass, violet eyes opened. The Dragon Lord was stunned to his core by the deep of the soul he saw in those eyes; humans were supposed to be shallow, careless creatures, not this endless, searing, magnificence.
"What?" Duo asked softly. Already the drug sped along his veins making thought an impossibility.
Wufei reached up and undid the chains binding his arms. In order for this plan to work, there could be nothing in the young mortal's memory to even suggest he'd been forced into this.
"I'm glad you're awake, lover." Wufei purred as he ran a hand along the tight muscles of Duo's stomach.
The resulting gasp and whimper were very gratifying; the drug would dull thought but increase sex drive and sense of touch. Experimenting, the dragon slid his hands up his soon-to-be lover's thighs. Duo writhed under the touch and spread his legs invitingly.
"Please," the mortal begged in a sultry alto. Wufei felt himself grow hard at the sound.
"Please what, dear one?" The immortal asked as he guided Duo to his hands and knees and quickly stripped off his own clothes. Another passionate whimper was his only reply. He sat back to view the sight before him and felt his breath catch. Duo's pale skin was already covered with a slight sheen of sweat as the drug pushed the fire in his blood to new heights. A tremble shook his body even as he waited patiently for his lover's touch. Soft chestnut hair fell over his shoulders and along the covers like a waterfall of silk, sliding over the youth's body with every shake of his muscles.
Wufei groaned. Unable to wait any longer, he pulled a small jar from his discarded pants and coated a finger with the substance within it. Slowly he pushed the digit inside Duo, but was totally unprepared for the reaction. The mortal howled in pleasure and began to rock on the single finger inside him. The Dragon Lord almost came from the sight alone. Quickly he added a second and third finger.
"More," Duo gasped. "Please more."
Grasping the mortal's hips, Wufei decided to listen to the plea. In one smooth thrust, he fully entered Duo. The chestnut haired man threw his head back wildly causing his long hair to caress both men's bodies. Still, the dark-eyed man's entire focus was elsewhere.
"Oh, Gods," Wufei moaned. "How can you be so tight? No wonder Treize will not give you up."
In his long life, never had the creature known as Wufei ever had a lover like this. Duo's insides clenched at him, tight, hot, velvet. Making him want to go deeper, to claim this fey beauty under him completely. Suddenly the idea of having this mortal broken and tied to him didn't seem so tiresome.
"Take me." That sultry alto once more penetrated the dragon's mind. Such an eager lover; Wufei was certain he'd died and gone to the Fields. The rational part of his mind pointed out that this was just what the drug did to the mortal, but the more emotional side countered with the knowledge that the drug only brought out qualities already present and intensified them. None of it mattered when Duo began pushing back against Wufei and trying to move on the hard length inside him.
"Do you want it," Wufei hissed in his lover's ear.
"Yes," Duo breathed back.
The simple word sent Wufei's control packing and he pounded into the mortal. Each stroke pushed him further and further into sweet, molten flesh and drew cries of ecstasy from the other. It was far too soon when Duo's muscles tightened maddeningly around him signaling his release and driving the immortal into his own.
Duo collapsed onto the bed, a look of complete bliss on his face. The Dragon Lord however was not satisfied. He wanted to be surrounded by that soft, hot, satin body again. Spinning the slender man around, Wufei pulled Duo into his lap and thrust into him again. The mortal cried out and arched his back.
"Again," Duo cried.
The dragon complied. Again and again. He drown in chestnut hair, sweat soaked limbs, and a soft voice begging for more. Time had no meaning. Completion was reached and surpassed as pleasure overcame both men. Finally, neither had the strength for more and they both lay in each other's arms.
Then, Duo jerked as if shocked and Wufei knew the drug was wearing off; it would leave no signs of its presence and only one simple side-effect. Pulling the youth's face to meet his own, the Lord could see the realization hitting the mortal's soul and tearing it apart.
"What's the matter?" Wufei questioned quietly. Duo would remember all they done, but not the reason for it. "It's a little late for second thoughts."
Instead of words, the young man answered by curling into a ball and sobbing. He had betrayed Treize, the man he loved with all his heart and soul, begged another to take him, and enjoyed every minute of it. How could he ever face his beloved again? How?
Wufei sensed the mortal's mind, heart, and soul breaking. A part of him rejoiced as it meant his clan would be free of Quatre forever, another mourned the death of something special, and yet another anticipated the many nights with Duo that lay ahead. He ran a hand along his new lover's spine, listening to the helpless moan Duo gave. The only side-effect the drug had was to permanently sensitize a person to the touch of whoever became their lover while they were under its influence. For the rest of his life, Duo would become helplessly aroused anytime Wufei touched him. Drawing the shaking form to him, Chang Wufei, Lord of the Black Dragon Clan, contemplated his future and the one he might share it with.
End Part 2
I am sooooooo unhappy with this lemon part. Suggestions anyone?
Phoenix
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