And now Duo was pushing his legs apart, hands hot and hard on the skin of his legs. His ankles came up against the limits of the restraints, and he wondered for a moment if Duo would remove the encumbering things. But no; that didn't seem to interest him at all. Duo just pushed his thighs apart as far as they would go, and took his hips in a hard grip, pulling them up to expose him fully. He shut his eyes, and felt something running down to his temples. It cooled quickly, until there was another, hotter touch along the cooling trail. He looked again and saw Duo staring, hand outstretched to take that drop of moisture onto his fingers. After a moment Duo looked back at him, and his eyes reflected the light, dimly. But then they hardened, darkness once again. Duo thrust a hard finger inside of him, and a small sound leaked from his lips. It didn't hurt as much as he was expecting, or perhaps he was only numb; but as Duo kept on going he slowly came to realize that it was the drugs that made him like this; the same drugs that made his muscles so weak and loose made every part of him helpless, passive, open to any invasion. He didn't think that there was any new level of wretched he could be brought to, but Duo, as always, proved him wrong. With difficulty, he swallowed, and tried to speak again. "Duo," he said, trying to reach out, now, at last; "I'm sorry... for... I didn't know --" "Shhhh." The words were oddly soothing, and he tried to figure out if that was real or mockery. Duo sat back on his haunches, and undid his pants; he pulled out his already hard erection and stroked it, eyes moving distantly over Heero's body. "You will now." There was nothing he could say to that, nothing he could do, no more resistance left in him. He could only hang there, shaking in his bonds, while his body disobeyed him and laid him open to Duo. He heard a tearing sound, a sharp crinkling, and tried to figure out what Duo was doing. Something thin and papery flashed in the dimness, and he saw Duo's death-head grin as he took the small condom from its packet. "Better be careful," he said, as he carefully unrolled the thing over his darkened, stiff erection, and now the mockery was only too evident. "Who knows what you could pick up, in a place like this." Duo didn't given him any chance to answer; he didn't give him any chance to be ready. As soon as the condom went on, Duo settled against his hole and began to push in, his impatience clearly felt. The feel of the lubricated latex felt strange inside him, cool and impersonal, but at least there was no sharp and painful
Re: All of my GW fic. EVER.
Date: 2006-02-21 03:44 am (UTC)He shut his eyes, and felt something running down to his temples. It cooled quickly, until there was another, hotter touch along the cooling trail. He looked again and saw Duo staring, hand outstretched to take that drop of moisture onto his fingers. After a moment Duo looked back at him, and his eyes reflected the light, dimly. But then they hardened, darkness once again.
Duo thrust a hard finger inside of him, and a small sound leaked from his lips. It didn't hurt as much as he was expecting, or perhaps he was only numb; but as Duo kept on going he slowly came to realize that it was the drugs that made him like this; the same drugs that made his muscles so weak and loose made every part of him helpless, passive, open to any invasion.
He didn't think that there was any new level of wretched he could be brought to, but Duo, as always, proved him wrong. With difficulty, he swallowed, and tried to speak again. "Duo," he said, trying to reach out, now, at last; "I'm sorry... for... I didn't know --"
"Shhhh." The words were oddly soothing, and he tried to figure out if that was real or mockery. Duo sat back on his haunches, and undid his pants; he pulled out his already hard erection and stroked it, eyes moving distantly over Heero's body. "You will now."
There was nothing he could say to that, nothing he could do, no more resistance left in him. He could only hang there, shaking in his bonds, while his body disobeyed him and laid him open to Duo.
He heard a tearing sound, a sharp crinkling, and tried to figure out what Duo was doing. Something thin and papery flashed in the dimness, and he saw Duo's death-head grin as he took the small condom from its packet. "Better be careful," he said, as he carefully unrolled the thing over his darkened, stiff erection, and now the mockery was only too evident. "Who knows what you could pick up, in a place like this."
Duo didn't given him any chance to answer; he didn't give him any chance to be ready. As soon as the condom went on, Duo settled against his hole and began to push in, his impatience clearly felt. The feel of the lubricated latex felt strange inside him, cool and impersonal, but at least there was no sharp and painful