moment of concern prompted Heero to slow, then halt his actions. Am I being too rough? he considered. Friction, according to what Heero had been told, was a source of pleasure; but too much and it became pain. It was a fine line, he realized, and decided to back off a bit. Trowa had explained the use of lubrication, but Heero hadn’t planned any activities that would require it. Instead, he scooted himself a little further down on the blanket, and bent his head to take the tip of Duo’s erection into his mouth.
An explosive gasp from Duo rewarded his efforts, and Heero felt a smile threatening. Maybe he could still do this, inexperience or not. He experimented a bit; running his tongue in circles about the flesh in his mouth, opening a bit wider to see how much he could take. He felt a shudder run through Duo’s body, and spread his hand around the base of Duo’s length to steady him.
~”You’re very good, little doll,” the voice crooned in a hideous parody of a soothing tone. He shuddered, lying face down in the stinking mud with bitter fluids leaking out of his nose and mouth; eyes squeezed shut against the threatening pressure there. He wouldn’t cry. Even now, by the Gods, they would not make him cry! But the slimy voice wouldn’t let him be. “I knew you would be. Such a fiery spirit had to have a sensual body; you’re quite the natural...”~
~He made a strangled croak, that might have been a sound of denial, and a nasty laugh sounded above him. “Disagree, do you? Well, we’ll see how long that lasts.”~
~The burning hands on him again; he was too weak, his muscles trembling with fatigue, to put up more than feeble resistance as they gripped the backs of his thighs, digging in hard enough to bruise, and spread them wide. A sudden dread seized him by the throat as he realized where this was going, that the man wasn’t finished yet. But even guessing gave him no preparation for the sudden searing agony as something pierced his body, violating his entrance.~
~Uttering a little half-sob, he struggled to move away, to escape the assault; useless, as the invader pressed forward, scraping against his sensitive inner walls. It hurt, in a way that nothing ever had before -- this feeling of intrusion -- violation. Without warning, the hand slammed forward, driving even farther into his body and hitting something that set his entire universe on fire. What was meant to be a scream suddenly mutated into a passionate moan, echoing in his own disbelieving ears. Horrified, he felt his own hips bucking up against the intruding fingers; against his will, his back arched off the ground, pressing him backwards, seeking to feel that spot again. “You like this?” the voice hissed. “You want more?”~
Quite pleased with himself, Heero had discovered the trick for getting past the gag reflex, and was rather proud that he could swallow Duo’s erection to the root. Careful to keep his teeth clear of the sensitive flesh, Heero worked the flesh in his mouth as best as he could; sliding his tongue up and down the length, swallowing softly, encouraged by the moans and cried he received in return for his efforts.
Re: Spoil of War, book 2
Date: 2006-02-28 01:35 am (UTC)An explosive gasp from Duo rewarded his efforts, and Heero felt a smile threatening. Maybe he could still do this, inexperience or not. He experimented a bit; running his tongue in circles about the flesh in his mouth, opening a bit wider to see how much he could take. He felt a shudder run through Duo’s body, and spread his hand around the base of Duo’s length to steady him.
~”You’re very good, little doll,” the voice crooned in a hideous parody of a soothing tone. He shuddered, lying face down in the stinking mud with bitter fluids leaking out of his nose and mouth; eyes squeezed shut against the threatening pressure there. He wouldn’t cry. Even now, by the Gods, they would not make him cry! But the slimy voice wouldn’t let him be. “I knew you would be. Such a fiery spirit had to have a sensual body; you’re quite the natural...”~
~He made a strangled croak, that might have been a sound of denial, and a nasty laugh sounded above him. “Disagree, do you? Well, we’ll see how long that lasts.”~
~The burning hands on him again; he was too weak, his muscles trembling with fatigue, to put up more than feeble resistance as they gripped the backs of his thighs, digging in hard enough to bruise, and spread them wide. A sudden dread seized him by the throat as he realized where this was going, that the man wasn’t finished yet. But even guessing gave him no preparation for the sudden searing agony as something pierced his body, violating his entrance.~
~Uttering a little half-sob, he struggled to move away, to escape the assault; useless, as the invader pressed forward, scraping against his sensitive inner walls. It hurt, in a way that nothing ever had before -- this feeling of intrusion -- violation. Without warning, the hand slammed forward, driving even farther into his body and hitting something that set his entire universe on fire. What was meant to be a scream suddenly mutated into a passionate moan, echoing in his own disbelieving ears. Horrified, he felt his own hips bucking up against the intruding fingers; against his will, his back arched off the ground, pressing him backwards, seeking to feel that spot again. “You like this?” the voice hissed. “You want more?”~
Quite pleased with himself, Heero had discovered the trick for getting past the gag reflex, and was rather proud that he could swallow Duo’s erection to the root. Careful to keep his teeth clear of the sensitive flesh, Heero worked the flesh in his mouth as best as he could; sliding his tongue up and down the length, swallowing softly, encouraged by the moans and cried he received in return for his efforts.