16-Jul-2000
Disclaimers: I don't own GW. I'm poor. This story is for entertainment only. It has yaoi and violence. If you can't deal, don't read.
Rashid watched as Kyle left his place beside Heero and approached. There was no way that monster was ever going to lay a hand on Duo; with no other way out, Rashid did the only thing he knew would force Duo to beg him. Careful to cause as little pain as possible, Rashid pulled all of his fingers almost all the way out of his smaller lover and then, adding a fourth, he thrust them back in, striking Duo's prostrate with unerring accuracy and strength. The result was exactly what he had hoped for.
"Rashid!" Duo shrieked. His backed arched, eyes fully dilated, and every muscle in his body tightened as the feel of the intruders washed over him.
Kyle stood stunned. Not once did he think the huge Arab had it in him to do that. Greedy eyes took in the sight of the young pilot gasping for breath as he tried to adjust to the sensation of what was being done to him; that lithe body now covered with a slight sheen of sweat; silken hair caressing Duo's shuddering form. And the sound the captured pilot was making! It was a cross between a whimper and a moan. Several terrorists broke out in a sweat from the combination. Duo's friends tried to ignore their body's reactions; they couldn't help themselves. The sound was the most erotic thing they'd ever heard.
Rashid pushed his panting lover even farther by creating an uneven rhythm that drove his pleasure to almost unbearable levels and still denied him completion. By this time, the big man was himself having something of a problem. He had Duo, the object of more than one of his fantasies, squirming in his lap, panting and making the most incredible noises, yet he had to wait. Worse, Duo didn't want to be involved in this. Was there any way for both them to come out of this whole? Pushing the question aside, the Arab focused on saving Duo from Kyle.
"Please," Duo whispered suddenly. The word could hardly be heard and everyone thought they might have imagined it; then it was repeated. "Please, Rashid."
"Please what, Master Duo," Rashid said softly, terribly afraid he was imagining the pleas.
Everyone watched Duo with rapt attention. Heero and Trowa saw nothing of their beloved in the shattered man before them. The tear stained face was twisted in self-loathing and lust. The proud young fighter had reached his limit and could take no more. Both men silently promised their lover revenge as he spoke again in a tone so desperate their hearts ached.
"Anything." Duo promised. "Just please let me come. I can't take this anymore."
"What do you want me to do, young Master?" The tall man had to make sure the terms of the agreement with Kyle were met. He had to take the chance the monster would keep his word. "Tell me exactly what you want."
"Oh God." Duo moaned. "Please."
"Tell me," Rashid commanded sending another thrust to drive the young man even further.
"Fuck me!" Duo yelled desperately. "Take me, fuck me, I don't care just do it!"
A soft 'shit' from Kyle told the friends his requirements were met. Rashid sent a quick thank you pray to Allah and removed his fingers, almost ignoring the resulting moan. He still had one problem left. What could he use for lubricant? No mater how stretched Duo was, without lubricant he was sure to be hurt. Maybe bad enough to scar.
A man standing in the shadows pushed away from the wall and made his way to Rashid. Only Heero and Trowa noticed the man before he reached the Arab; the man was too average to stand out in anyone's mind. When he reached the pair, he calmly removed a tube from his pocket and handed it to the surprised giant.
"Don't hurt him," the man whispered fiercely, nearly possessively, before walking away and returning to the shadows.
Rashid barely noticed. All his attention was on helping Duo; the pilot was so aroused it was painful. A quick zip and Rashid's aching member sprang free of his pants. He slathered a large amount of the lubricant on himself and turned Duo to face him. Tears and defeat sparkled in those violet eyes. With a thousand regrets and apologies running through his mind, Rashid lowered Duo and entered his beautiful lover.
End Part 4
Who is this strange man in the background and what does he mean for Duo? Will the young pilot be able to deal with this day or will it break him? Perhaps the next tour will tell...
Phoenix
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