08-Jan-2001
I don't own GW. I don't even own my car. Go bug someone with money. This fic is for entertainment only. It has lemon, yaoi, NCS and things that may offend. If you can't deal, don't read!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Also, do NOT be a pathetic idiot and try to blame the list or ADMINs for any irresponsibility of your own. IE. you know you're under 18, your parents would kill you if they found this, and you know that! Guess what? It is not my fault or this list's if you read this! If your parents freak... tell them to grow up and get a life!
Harsh pants and groans filled the air as Zechs entered the apartment. The blond aristocrat had come to see Heero and Duo about a possible mission on Mars. The sounds however seemed to indicate he'd come at a bad time.
"Duo?" He called softly. Any other time he would have left, but this was of vital importance.
The moans soon became whimpers and then a shout indicating someone reached climax. Breathing a sigh of relief, Zechs settled on the couch to wait for the young lovers. However, the sounds started again. The nobleman tried to tell himself the pair were just young and not being deliberately rude. He tired very hard.
"I have something very important to discuss with you." The loud declaration echoed through the apartment, but the noise didn't stop.
Furiously, he stalked to the bedroom door. Hormones were one thing, yet people's lives could be at stake!
"I am going to open this door and I hope you have the decency to cover up!"
Almost tearing the door off its hinges, the tall pilot forced it open. His eyes met a sight that shocked him into stillness. Duo knelt on the bed, his naked, sweat soaked body moving in a desperate rhythm on what the blond's mind could only identify as a tentacle. It was flesh colored and seemed impossibly big to fit within the slender young man. Tearing his gaze from the thing, he quickly attempted to assess the situation.
Other ropes of flesh held the Preventer's arms to the side and his legs far apart as one pumped in and out of his mouth preventing cries for help. A thin piece stroked Duo's manhood in time with the thrusts of its fellow. Another two ran over his nipples, keeping them hard and erect. Hazy violet eyes begged for the stunned man to help him as agony and ecstasy warred for control of his features.
Moving forward, Zechs noted the tendrils seemed to be coming from a small jar laying on the bed behind Duo. Something about the thing seemed familiar. Unfortunately, he didn't see a similar jar setting next to the doorway.
No sooner had he taken four steps into the room than he was seized by tentacles from the jar and slammed against the wall. The sound of tearing clothing filled the room and soon a new voice joined the chorus of whimpers, moans, groans echoing on the air.
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Phoenix
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