Wufei scowled, pulling his knife from the guard's back and propping him carefully against the wall so that it looked like he was merely asleep. Messy mission, messy rescue, he thought angrily. Messy all around. Disabling the lock on the cell door with a neat cut to the cords, he waited for claxon calls. None arrived, and he tried the door, grateful that it opened easily. At least the orders were simple. Two pilots unaccounted for, one captured by OZ, one at large. Find the pilot, get him to a safehouse, and make sure he healed. Depending on the treatment the pilot had received, that could take some time... He stood in the doorway, eyes adjusting to the darkness as he tried to determine if the captive was Winner or... "Maxwell!"

There was no response from the lump against one wall, the trademark braid splayed across the floor beside him. His hands were cuffed behind him, the marks on his arms making it apparent that he'd been cuffed at least one previous time and had dragged his hands out of the manacles by force. It wasn't until Wufei drew closer that some sort of proximity alert seemed to go off in the young pilot's head, and Duo responded violently, swinging himself around to kick at his would-be rescuer. "FUCK YOU!! Get your fucking kicks some other way, or you better pray these cuffs aren't all that's holding me."

"Maxwell," Wufei said sharply, jumping back. He didn't like the reaction... didn't like it at all. Unwounded, he deftly avoided Duo's sharp movements, reaching out to drag the pilot upright and facing him.

Duo's eyes barely slit open, one of them swollen shut as he reared his head back. Just as he was about to spit in the face of the 'guard', he seemed to finally see who it was and just smiled widely. "Hey there, ‘Fei. Mind if we switch hotels, this one's got lousy room service."

"So I noticed," Wufei ground out. "Can you walk?"

Duo nodded, keeping himself upright as well as he could. "Yeah. Just make this quick, if we can."

"Quick and painless," Wufei agreed quietly. "Follow me." He led the way, attention split between the path ahead of him and the figure behind him. Maxwell's words... that didn't sound like he'd been getting standard treatment for prisoners, which meant that the torture had been hell... And they'd picked Wufei to guard him while he healed?!

Duo miraculously stayed silent until they reached the transportation. Then he glanced back to the compound, narrowing his eyes faintly. "I'm coming back and leveling this place..."

"Not until you're healed," Wufei said calmly, shoving the truck into gear. "Orders. I'll help."

Duo nodded, his glare staying on the compound until he couldn't see it any longer. "No worries. They didn't get Scythe, I was breaking in on foot."

"Gundam 02 is safe, then?" Wufei asked, slanting a look at his companion. He was almost grateful it was dark. He didn't want to see the full measure of Maxwell's pain until they reached their destination.

"Affirmative." Duo's voice was steady, and had a clipped tone to it that was completely unlike the other pilot at all. "I can get him at any time, and when I do..." He growled faintly, and one could almost swear he bristled as he glared back towards the base.

"Good. Orders are for you to recover from whatever they did to you back to peak efficiency, then contact your scientist," Wufei said. He paused briefly, then said, "We'll make a side trip once you're better." The words were almost too soft to hear.

Duo just grinned, a bit of his old self returning. "Thanks, ‘Fei. This should be fun." He leaned back in the seat, wincing as he scooted down slightly and crossed his arms over his chest. "So... what brings you all the way out here? Business in the area, or did you actually get sent after my pretty face?" He smiled then, blinking FAR too cutely at Wufei.

"I'm your guard for the next... indefinite period of time," Wufei assured Duo calmly. "Until you heal. Winner is still missing, but Yuy has been sent to deal with that issue."

Duo nodded softly. "He'd BETTER have gotten away. I didn't get caught for nothing."

"When we get to the safehouse, I'll check in. Odds are, Yuy's found him by now," Wufei said. He fell silent at that, concentrating on driving and the worry the wounded pilot engendered in him.

"Sounds like a plan to me. Sandrock was hidden south-southwest of the base, and he had plenty of time to get away. If the Gundam didn't take off, he may just be holed up ‘til the search passes."

Wufei nodded absently at the words.

Duo glanced to him then, lifting a brow faintly. "You okay?"

Wufei started to nod again, then blinked, looking over at Duo. "I'm fine, Maxwell. I'm thinking."

"Do you always look worried when you think?"

"I'm not worried," Wufei countered sharply, looking back at the road.

"Right. And I'm feeling so good I could dance Swan Lake." He curled up in the seat then, muttering softly. "Sleeping now."

"I'll wake you when we get there, Maxwell," Wufei said, a dark knot of pain settling in his chest. He drove in silence for a couple of hours, finally coming to rest outside a small out-of-the-way farmhouse, clearly abandoned for years.

The moment the truck stopped, Duo's head snapped up, although his eyes were still closed. "Ready... waiting for target..." He blinked then, narrowing his eyes as he stared at his companion. "Oh. Hi ‘Fei."

"We're here," Wufei said unnecessarily, getting out of the truck. He headed around to Duo's side, opening the door. "Need help?"

"Yeah... stiffened up while I slept." Duo slid from the truck, nearly collapsing at Wufei's feet until they both managed to get him upright again. "Thanks..." He chuckled, looking to Wufei again. "You're mah HE-ro."

Arms clasped around Duo's waist to keep him upright, Wufei looked startled. He stared at Duo for several seconds before seeming to jerk awake, taking the pilot's arm and draping it over his shoulders. "Come on."

"Yup, coming." Duo situated himself and they made their way to the house, nearly stumbling once or twice, but managing nonetheless. Once they were inside, Duo looked around for the nearest comfortable flat surface and proceeded to fall onto the couch with a stifled gasp.

Wufei hesitated briefly, then moved to where he could see Duo's face. "I need to check the extent of your injuries, Maxwell," he murmured.

"Pfft. They just knocked me around a bit, ‘Fei, I'm fine." Duo grinned up at him, but didn't move. "Hell, I've gotten worse than that strapped into my Gundam."

"I need to check the extent of your injuries," Wufei tried again, keeping his voice gentle.

Duo sighed, nodding and turning his gaze towards the back of the couch. "Fine." He didn't argue again, just letting himself stay still.

Carefully, Wufei maneuvered him to get the clothing off, trying to remain as clinical as possible. He probed at some wounds, analyzed all of them.

There were several deep bruises already beginning to show, but the worse marks were around his wrists where he'd been fighting against the restraints. Wufei will also notice some tears in his clothing that can't be accounted for... mostly around the waist of his pants and on his shirt where a couple of the buttons appear to have been ripped off.

Hesitantly, he reached out to Duo, touching his shoulder with one shaking hand.

The braided pilot didn't respond, his body unflinching although his eyes darkened slightly. His smile, however, returned and the same tone came easily back to his voice. "See? Told you. Those idiots couldn't torture a two year old."

"Maxwell, did they..." he steeled himself before continuing, the word bringing a rush of bile to the back of his throat, "rape you?"

Duo flicked his gaze towards Wufei then, but only a brief instant of fear flashed there. "What would make you think that? PLEASE, ‘Fei, you've gotta be kidding me."

He runs, he hides, but he doesn't lie, Wufei thought, remembering the words Duo often shouted. "Answer the question with a yes or no, please, Maxwell," he said softly.

Duo froze, staring at him intently for a moment before he looked away once more. "Yes." His entire demeanor grew cold then, his gaze locking to the back of the couch. "It's no big fucking deal, and I don't expect one to be made of it."

Soul aching, Wufei nodded. "That's your decision, Maxwell. I brought some clean clothing. Get yourself cleaned up, I'll check out the state of the bedrooms."

Duo nodded, getting to his feet and heading for what he assumed was the bathroom. The door closed behind him, but opened again a moment later as he walked out and headed down the hall. “Lovely coat closet, there." He vanished into the correct room this time, the door clicking shut behind him.

Wufei got the clothing, leaving it just outside the bathroom. He watched the door for a time, then went in search of the bedroom. There were two, one small and one large, a bed in only one of them. He carefully closed the door to the smaller, bedless one, and headed back to check on their rations.

Duo came out again about a half hour later, brushing damp hair over one shoulder and padding through on bare feet to peer over Wufei's shoulder. He moved with near silence, his voice piping up suddenly. "Anything good?"

Wufei jumped slightly, turning wide black eyes to Duo. "Nothing good, no," he said, when he'd calmed slightly. The other boy's closeness surprised him. "There are two bedrooms. I left the door to yours open."

"You mean the one with the bed? Forget it, ‘Fei, I'm not leaving you to sleep on the floor or on that couch." As if the discussion were over, he moved to the cabinets and pulled them open. "There's some canned food in here... noodles, but I dunno how long they've been here."

"How did you..." Wufei began, before his voice hardened. "You will take the bed. I will take the couch. End of discussion."

"No. You won't. Hey, there's popcorn in here!" Duo grabbed the jar, moving to the fridge then to see if there was anything resembling butter.

"And your suggestion is?" Wufei asked, allowing his voice to cool somewhat. He folded his arms over his chest, watching Duo's movements. *What the hell did they send me for? I'm no good at this.*

"I suggest I take the couch and you take the bed. Of course, you won't have any of that, and the bed's big enough so we'll BOTH a sleep there." He pulled up a small canister from under the sink. "Shortening... butter flavoured. HEY! It'll work!" He reached for a pot then, and started melting the shortening in the bottom of it. Then he added the popcorn and began to slide the pot over the heat.

Wufei stared at Duo for a long time. "You will not take the couch or floor. Beyond that, whatever arrangement you wish to make is up to you," he finally shrugged, going back to cataloging what they had and what they needed.

"So we both sleep in the bed, then." Duo calmly shifted the pan around the heat, waiting until the first kernels started to pop before cursing and finding the lid. He smiled sheepishly and picked up a couple of kernels that had flown out onto the counter. "Oops."

Wufei drifted closer, drawn by the smell. Before Duo could do anything with the kernels, he snagged one out of Duo's hand, popping it into his mouth as he reflected that he was happy he'd wiped down the counters in preparation for cooking.

Duo grinned, taking another kernel and holding it in front of Wufei's lips. "No one can resist popcorn."

Wufei stared at Duo for several long moments, then reached up, carefully taking the kernel from his fingers and popping it into his mouth. "Thank you," he said, turning and disappearing out of the farmhouse.

Duo blinked, watching the other man go. Was it something he said? The braided pilot's entire demeanor seemed to droop then, and he turned back to the pan on the stove, but only with half interest.

At length, Wufei returned, holding a roll of papers in one hand. He glanced up, blinking when he saw Duo's change, and scowled at himself before disappearing into the smaller bedroom, laying the maps out on the floor.

Duo poured the popcorn into a bowl and moved to curl up on the couch. Sitting at one end, he watched towards the bedroom door, but made no move towards it. "There's more popcorn out here, ‘Fei!" Duo's voice held it's normal jovial tone.

Wufei finished tacking the maps down, surveying them critically as Duo's voice caught his attention. He considered briefly, then made his way back to the living room and couch. Regarding Duo thoughtfully, he said from habit, "My name is Wufei, Maxwell... Are you certain there's enough to share?"

"And my name is Duo, ‘Fei." He slid over the bowl, munching on a handful. "There's plenty, help yourself."

Settling himself on the far end of the couch, he snagged a handful and watched Duo eat. Absently, he lifted a single kernel at a time to his lips, eating it before moving on to the next.

Duo didn't seem to be concerned with taking his time. He wolfed down a handful at a shot, barely noticing the amount he was eating until he curled into the corner of the couch with a whine. "The rest is yours, ‘Fei."

"Are you certain you're not still hungry, Max... Duo?" Wufei asked. He winced at the awkward sound to his voice, tried to think about what else might help his fellow pilot.

"Nah, I ate too much. I do that sometimes." He shifted slightly on the couch, moving until he was more comfortable. He smiled sheepishly then, the motion turning into a grin. "I don't even have the sense to know when to stop eating."

Not sure what to say to the statement, Wufei shifted, slightly uncomfortable. "Perhaps you should rest for a while," he suggested finally, ignoring the popcorn for the moment. "Try to get some real sleep for a change. I don't imagine the... accommodations... have been very comfortable recently."

Duo chuckled at that, shaking his head. "I've had a better night's sleep in my Gundam, thanks." He paused then, glancing towards the bedroom door hesitantly. "Do you mind... If I leave the door open?"

Wufei started to ask why before the thought of being in that cell hit him. "Of course, Ma-Duo," he said, the name coming a little easier to his lips. "I will likely attempt to contact Yuy while you're asleep, but I'll do my best to keep it quiet."

Duo nodded softly, unfolding himself from the couch and padding into the bedroom. He paused near the door, casting a glance out towards Wufei before he sighed faintly and slipped inside. The springs of the mattress creaked faintly as he settled into the bed, wrapping the blanket around him and just staring at the wall.

After half an hour or so, Wufei rose, taking his laptop into the kitchen where Duo would be least likely to be disturbed, and began to type. The conversation, all handled via textual chat, lasted fifteen minutes, more than long enough to ease Wufei’s concern. Winner was fine, and he and Yuy were apparently being called away to deal with another issue. Wufei and Duo’s orders stood. Shutting down the machine, Wufei padded back to the living room, on his way looking into the open doorway.

Duo still lay, staring at the wall. At the hint of motion from the corner of his eye, his gaze flicked immediately to Wufei, his body tensing. When he saw who it was, he relaxed, sighing softly and going back to staring at the wall.

Seeing the faint movement, Wufei moved closer, standing in the doorway. "Can't sleep?"

A soft shake of the head was his answer as Duo sat up and sighed faintly. "It's hard to relax when you're watching your back."

Wufei moved to sit on the bed beside Duo. "I'm watching your back, M... Duo. I'll keep you safe." The words were gentle, concerned.

Duo glanced to him hesitantly, his voice soft. "Could you stay here with me... just until I fall asleep?"

"Of course," Wufei agreed, solemn. His eyes traced over the pilot, taking in the still-damp, loose hair, the signs of abuse, the quieted demeanor. "Of course," he finally repeated.

Duo laid back down then, turning until he was facing Wufei and wrapped around him tightly. "Thank you."

Startled by the move, Wufei slowly slid down in the bed until he was laying down, too, his body tense. Part of him was wondering what the hell Duo was doing... the rest was hoping that this would never end.

Duo clung to him, burying his face against Wufei's shoulder as he tried to calm his nerves. "Sorry about that... I just need to relax for a bit."

"It's okay, Duo," Wufei assured him softly, hesitantly curling an arm around his companion and holding him tenderly.

Duo nodded, winding around Wufei and just resting there with this eyes half closed. This felt good... he just wished it had happened under different circumstances. The soft scent of sandalwood tickled his nose, and he smiled faintly as he inhaled the soothing scent from Wufei's skin.

When Duo finally slipped into sleep, Wufei made a quickly-aborted attempt to rise, the movement disturbing his companion too much. Eventually, he let his eyes close, hoping to at least sleep while curled in Duo's arms... and trying not to think about the warm body pressed against him.

It was a dream.. he knew it was a dream, but that didn't make it any less real. He could feel the skin tearing on his wrists as he fought his way free of the cuffs holding him, his own body blocking the motion from being seen by the man who was behind him, jarring him hard against the small table that had been in the interrogation room. Once his hands were free, he swung blindly, the dream shifting again as he fell to his side hard against the ground. Pain blossomed through his side and he could almost feel the imprint of the boot left behind. There was a sound at the door then, and a familiar pair of steeled ebon eyes. He'll help me... he came to help me... "‘FEI!" Duo's voice broke the silence in the small room as his body jerked and tried to wrap more tightly around the Chinese pilot.

Wufei jerked awake immediately, his arms wrapping around the other boy out of instinct. "Duo, I'm here," he said quickly, heart racing as he searched the room, trying to determine if they were still alone. As his paranoia was satisfied, he slowly began to relax, stroking Duo's back, his hair. "I'm here," he reassured the teen again.

Duo's face was hidden against Wufei's chest, his arms wrapped around the other boy tightly. His voice was a broken whisper, his eyes slitted open as he pulled himself to consciousness. "Don't leave me, ‘Fei... please, don't leave me alone right now."

"I won't," Wufei reassured Duo, pressing his hand comfortingly to the back of Duo's head, tucking Duo against his chest and turning somewhat so that he seemed to shelter Duo. "I'll stay right here as long as you need me," he added, to make them both feel a bit better.

Duo nodded, holding tightly to him as he almost tried to hide against Wufei. The soothing scent came back to him then, and he started to relax as he curled up against Wufei. "Didn't mean to grab onto you like that. Sorry."

"It's okay," Wufei assured him, continuing to cradle Duo to him. "We all have bad dreams."

Duo snorted faintly, glancing up. "Bad dreams I can deal with. This sucks, ‘Fei."

Wufei gazed down at him solemnly. "Our bad dreams will always be worse than anyone else's, Duo," he murmured, reaching up with one hand to trace the side of Duo's face, mindful of the wounds he'd received.

Duo purred softly, leaning into the touch almost before he realized it. By the time he DID know what he was doing, he didn't care... and just let himself enjoy the closeness. At this point, he figured... it was all he was going to get.

Wufei swallowed, his heart beginning to pound again, eyes riveted on the captivating sight as his fingers explored further, slipping into the hair and stroking slowly through it. His eyes were wide, his brain screaming at him to stop before he did something he'd regret, but the hand seemed disconnected from that brain, moving of its own accord.

Duo let his eyes slip closed, relaxing in Wufei's embrace as he let his head tilt with the faint pull through his hair. A soft smile played across his lips and he unconsciously brought up a hand to mimic the motions to the hair at the nape of Wufei's neck, teasing against the tail that was bound there.

Wufei relaxed for a moment, shivering as spirals of pleasure wound through him from those fingertips. And then he froze, as he realized where he was and just what he was doing. Tense once more, he pulled his hand back, eyes watching Duo as his mind lectured him about the weakness of taking advantage of the violet-eyed boy.

Duo startled slightly when the motion stopped and he looked up at Wufei in concern. "What? Why did you stop?"

"I... I shouldn't... I didn't mean..." Wufei trailed off, deer in headlights as he stared into Duo's eyes.

Duo nodded, his eyes dropping. "Sorry. If you don't want to, you don't have to. I was enjoying it, but I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"You were?" Wufei whispered, his head moving forward slightly as though that would allow him to look into Duo's eyes again.

Duo nodded, still watching an indeterminate spot on Wufei's chest.

Hesitantly, Wufei returned his hand to Duo's hair, stroking through it once more. He watched the strands slip through his hand, noting almost absently that it was not a single flat color but that each strand was a different color of brown, some more golden, some closer to chocolate.

Duo nestled closer against him, sighing softly at the touch and smiling. "Can't we just stay here?"

"For how long, Duo?" Wufei asked gently, wondering at the way his chest swelled because of Duo's smile.

"As long as we can..." He sighed then, bringing up his hand again to drift through Wufei's hair. "I'd give anything just to be able to stay like this."

"What?" Wufei asked, surprised by the confession. The urge to lean down and press a kiss to Duo's lips was rising, but Wufei held himself still, not wanting Duo to misinterpret comfort for what Wufei truly wanted.

Duo paused then, glancing up. "To stay like this. Here, with you." He sighed, laughing softly although the sound came out as a mocking tone directed at himself. "All the times I wanted to be right like this with you, and it has to happen after you rescued me from that hole."

"To be with me?" Wufei asked, his hand moving to cup Duo's cheek as he held the other pilot's eyes. "But..."

Duo flushed faintly, trying to look away but finding himself unable to. "If I do something... will you hit me?"

"You have my word that I will not hit you, no matter what you do," Wufei promised solemnly, inwardly stung by the question. Perhaps he deserved that but... it hurt, especially after what Duo had been through. Then again... perhaps it was Duo's recent experiences speaking.

Duo nodded then, tilting his head upward to catch Wufei in a soft kiss. He didn't push against the other boy, just kept the contact brief and fleeting. He didn't trust himself to do otherwise.

As Duo began to pull away, Wufei's head followed him, lengthening the kiss and firming the contact. He didn't stop to think, didn't consider the consequences of the action.

Duo whimpered into the kiss, bringing an arm over Wufei and pulling them closer. His eyes slipped closed fully then, his body pressing tightly against the other boy before he noticed it.

Wufei's arms tightened around him, every nerve in his body suddenly alive. This... this was everything he'd ever dreamed of, wrapped up in a heady mixture of purple eyes and chestnut hair, brash voice and velvet skin. He finally broke the kiss, unable to breathe, and found himself opening his eyes, wanting desperately to see Duo, to know what the other pilot was thinking.

Duo slit his eyes open, watching Wufei with a flush present on his skin. His breath had quickened faintly and a smile slipped across his features as he reached up to cup Wufei's cheek. He should have been frightened... after what had happened, he'd expected to wind up panicked and on the other side of the room from a gesture like this.

"Duo," Wufei whispered, the sound half-choked and husky on his lips. He blushed, clearing his throat before trying again. Despite the fact that the voice firmed, it remained as passion-dark as before. "Duo, are you... are you sure?"

Duo swallowed hard, nodding softly. His voice was tremulous at best when he finally managed to speak. "I don't want to feel his hands on me anymore... and you don't want to know how long I've imagined us laying here just like this."

Hearing the wavering voice, Wufei slipped his hand back into Duo's hair, stroking. "I don't want anything you're not ready for, Duo," he assured his friend softly.

Duo nodded softly once more, nuzzling against the Chinese boy. "I just want to be with you, ‘Fei." He glanced up again, bringing his lips against the other boy's once more, this time in a more demanding kiss as he wrapped around Wufei's body with his own.

Wufei returned the kiss, arms holding Duo close as he traced Duo's lips with his tongue. It was a fight not to just give in and be swept up in the heady passion Duo drew up from his soul. But he held on, not wanting to hurt Duo.

Duo purred against his lips, smiling into the kiss as he wound his fingers through Wufei's hair, pulling free the tie at the nape of his neck.

Wufei tugged his lips from Duo's finally, hesitantly letting them travel across Duo's cheek to his ear. By now, his arousal had to be obvious to the long-haired pilot. He wanted this badly... too badly, he thought. "Duo," he whispered, and couldn't resist sliding his tongue over his earlobe. "Duo... we should slow down..." He prayed Duo would ignore him, but he had to say it, had to do the right thing, no matter the cost.

Duo shook his head faintly, watching Wufei as if gauging the other man's reactions. "I don't want to slow down ‘Fei... I want to remember YOU like this, not that bastard. Please, ‘Fei..."

Wufei stared back at him for a single moment, then nodded. "Yes," he whispered, capturing Duo's lips once more. He poured everything within himself into that kiss, all the passion Duo inspired in him, all the need.

Duo whimpered, pressing against him as his hands slid down towards Wufei's waist. Lower still, and they slipped beneath the belt the Chinese boy was wearing, and grasped him hard enough to pull their hips together solidly. Feeling Wufei's arousal... knowing that the other pilot wanted this just as much as he did, was enough to send Duo's desire spiraling almost out of control. He deepened the kiss then, moaning as his tongue warred with Wufei's.

Stunned by the sudden forwardness, Wufei could only press closer, one hand tangling in Duo's hair and pressing to the back of Duo's scalp, the other sliding down Duo's spine, resting just at the base as he encouraged Duo with soft mewls of pleasure. It felt like heaven, having the pilot there with him, pressed against him.

Duo pushed forward suddenly, rolling Wufei onto his back as he moved to lay over the other pilot. One hand moved, his fingers twining with his lover's as he continued the kiss, moaning softly against Wufei's lips.

Splayed below Duo, Wufei arched upward, pressing his chest to the other pilot's, his heart pounding. His fingers tightened around Duo's, coaxing the pilot into more, his hips sliding along his lover's as he lost control enough to rub against Duo.

Duo purred, releasing the kiss and nipping along the curve of Wufei's jaw and down along the curve of his throat. His lips moved with his words, nuzzling against the bared skin as he whispered. "God, you don't know how long I've waited for this..."

Wufei whimpered, head falling back as he offered his neck to his lover. "How... how long?" he gasped finally, fingers slipping under the waistband of Duo's pants and sliding along the bare skin there.

Duo growled faintly, nipping at the soft pulse of Wufei's throat as he ground his hips forward against the other boy's. "Too damned long."

"Gods," Wufei hissed, clutching at Duo. "Far too long," he agreed after a moment, moving lightning swift to nuzzle against Duo's throat, kissing along the line of his collarbone.

Duo purred, tipping his head forward to watch the motions as best he could, his body pressing tightly against Wufei's. His hair fell over one shoulder, the chestnut strands tickling against their skin. "God, you're so fucking beautiful, ‘Fei..."

Wufei jerked his head back at that, startled eyes seeking Duo's. "No," he said, shaking his head. "No, that's you... you're so alive all the time... so..." he trailed off, unable to find the words he needed.

Duo smiled at him, his body reacting to each motion and word from his lover regardless of the fact that he wanted this to last. "All this time, I've been watching you... needing you. I wanted to say something, but I kept getting sidetracked, waylaid, or just plain never got the chance."

"...I was scared," Wufei murmured. "I didn't want you to hate me," he added, nuzzling once more against Duo's throat as he hid his face from his lover.

Duo tilted his head to the side, smiling softly as he let Wufei control the actions for the moment. "Hate you? No way... I couldn't." He pressed his hips down, enjoying the feel of their arousals pressed tightly against one another, the motion bringing a low groan from his throat.

He felt Wufei relax further at the pronouncement, his teeth nipping lightly at the line of Duo's shoulder. He slipped his hand fully into Duo's pants, the touch slightly shy as he continued to explore Duo's skin.

Duo's head dropped back with a soft cry, his eyes closing as he tried to push forward into Wufei's grasp. His body trembled with a barely-repressed need and he started to realize that it wasn't just his mind trying to get rid of the memories of the past few days... it was everything he'd kept hidden about his own desires that was making him react so strongly now that he was faced with the rather willing object of those desires finally.

Encouraged by Duo's response, Wufei rolled him over, putting Duo beneath him but almost immediately shifting off, removing his hand in the process. He reached out for Duo's shirt, then hesitated. "Duo... may I?" he asked softly.

The reply was soft, gasped between breaths as Duo gazed up at Wufei in raw need. "If you don't... I'll never forgive you."

Wufei's eyes widened at the threat, but a faint smile danced on his lips. He lifted the t-shirt slowly, revealing Duo's torso beneath. His thumbs dragged along Duo's skin as he moved, just light enough to send shivers over the long-haired pilot.

Duo arched back, his hands sliding up towards Wufei's shoulders as he tried to squirm and get free of the shirt. Once he was able to wriggle it over his head, he let it drop to the side and just lay there to watch Wufei intently.

A soft invocation left Wufei's lips as he stared at Duo, his fingers reaching out to trail lightly over the skin. Warm and smooth, just like Duo's voice, the feel of it was addictive. Unable to resist, he leaned down, pressing a kiss to the small indentation that marked the base of Duo's sternum.

Duo's skin seemed to shiver, his hands tightening as his breathing alone brought his chest to rise against the touch. He smiled softly, a wicked glint in his eyes as he whispered. "Want you, ‘Fei..."

Somehow, despite all the evidence, the words still startled Wufei. He glanced at Duo, eyes large and deep, then pressed his hand a little more firmly against Duo's abdomen. He whispered his lover's name again, lowering his head once more and placing delicate kisses along an upwards line, veering off to the left to toy with Duo's nipple.

Duo reached, tracing his fingers along Wufei's skin as he started to speak again. The motion was cut off as he gasped sharply, his eyes slipping closed once more. "Y-yes, ‘Fei... wanted to feel you touching me for so long..."

"I've dreamt of this," Wufei confided raggedly. The sounds Duo kept making were driving him crazy, building on the fire until it was all he could do to control himself. Grateful he was still fully clothed, he thoroughly tended first one nipple, then the other. In his dreams, he'd always had patience enough to drive Duo screaming-wild. Looking back, he realized he hadn't had a clue about how arousing it could be to touch someone else.

The fact that Duo's hands didn't seem to stop for an instant was also a maddening distraction. His legs curled alongside Wufei's hips, rubbing along the curve as he let his fingers trail down the bare arms. Curling forward slightly, he nipped at the soft flesh of the Chinese boy's ear, whispering softly. "I've always dreamt of you..."

Wufei smiled softly, stroking his hand through Duo's hair briefly at the words. "I want to see more of you," he responded, pulling one of Duo's hands from his body and bringing it to his lips. He kissed the fingertips one-by-one, then sucked at Duo's index finger.

Duo mewled softly, flicking his tongue out over his lip as he gave himself over to the mind-numbing pull of his lover's mouth against his skin. The thought of what those lips could do else where was enough to bring him into almost painful hardness, his hips rocking up against Wufei desperately. "Clothes... off..." was all he could manage as he gasped for breath.

Amazed at the lack of speech left in Duo, Wufei grinned slowly, reaching for Duo's pants and undoing them, tugging them and the underwear he'd left for the other boy off of Duo's hips as Duo thrust upwards. He carefully avoided catching Duo's erection on them, then whisked them away, tossing them on the floor as he continued to nibble at Duo's finger.

The combination of ‘Fei against him, arousing him, licking at him, nipping... and the fact that his own hair seemed to twine around him and flick over his skin like silk, was enough to nearly drive Duo insane. At the lack of touch where he needed it most, he let out a frustrated cry and tried to thrust his hips upward towards the Chinese boy. "Damnit, ‘FEI!"

"Something wrong?" Wufei asked, bemused, as he abandoned Duo's finger. He knelt between Duo's legs, fingertips tracing against his hips.

Duo growled, lifting his head as the almost feral gaze pinned Wufei. "Stop teasing me or I'll throw YOU down..."

"As you wish... lover," Wufei murmured, the last word emphasized slightly as he leaned forward, dragging his tongue along the underside of Duo's cock. His hands left off their teasing, pressing against Duo's hips and holding him still as Wufei continued.

He arched back, a low keening cry coming form him as he tried to cling to Wufei. G-gods please... need this, ‘Fei, need you...."

"I'm here, Duo," Wufei promised, voice harsh as he pulled himself away from Duo's body briefly. Almost immediately, he nuzzled against the flesh once more, nibbling delicately along one side, then the other, then sucking just the tip into his mouth as his tongue tasted Duo.

"’F-Feiiiii...." His voice whined as he tried to push against the hold on his hips, but he lacked the leverage to do anything. His breath came in ragged gasps as he twisted against the bed, trying anything he could think of to press himself closer to his lover.

Wufei chuckled softly, sending vibrations through Duo's body. He slipped lower, tongue continuing to swirl around Duo as he drove his lover wild.

He growled then, his body jerking hard as he tried to work himself out from underneath the Chinese boy, the indigo eyes blazing in thinly veiled lust. "Damnit... ‘Fei PLEASE!"

At the demand, Wufei released his hips, keeping his mouth around Duo's cock as his hands moved to the boy's sac and nipple, fondling the one and tweaking the other. He pulled back a bit as he found himself slipping too far down, the gag reflex almost triggering.

Duo nearly screamed, his body falling back onto the bed as he tried to recover from the sudden heat around his cock. His fingers dug into the sheets hard enough to come very close to tearing them as he tried to move closer.

Wufei stayed just far enough back to keep from gagging, dragging his tongue along the underside, his fingers tracing over Duo's skin. He wanted Duo to forget anything but this, the feel of Wufei's mouth around him, the way his fingers touched Duo's flesh.

Duo writhed beneath him, every motion only making him more desperate for Wufei. He kept his hands dug tightly against the bed, clinging to the sheets as best he could as he tried to keep from choking his lover.

Wufei suckled and licked, intending to push Duo right over the brink into ecstasy, wanting to hear the cry of release from his lover's lips at his touch.

He couldn't hold it back any longer, the braided pilot letting out a sharp cry as his eyes closed tightly and his head fell back hard against the pillows. He could feel his hips jerking upward against ‘Fei before he could stop them, his world narrowing down to his own climax and the one who drew it from him.

Wufei swallowed deliriously, not quite able to catch it all despite his enthusiasm. His hands stilled, then slipped under Duo's hips, cradling them close as he eventually pulled off of his lover, cleaning him gently. He lifted his head, licking his lips as he watched Duo.

Duo purred softly, his eyes half closed as he lay on the bed, sprawled beneath his lover. His hands finally released the sheets, moving to reach for Wufei and just rest against his skin wherever they could reach. It was almost as if he couldn't bear to NOT touch.

Wufei crawled upward, aligning himself along Duo's back and spooning against him, arm wrapping around his lover's waist. Into Duo's ear, he whispered softly, "Feel good?"

Duo whimpered, his hips rocking back against Wufei's still-hard cock, his hand moving to rest over the Chinese pilot's hip. "God yes..." He turned slightly, trying to tilt his head far enough to catch his lover in a soft kiss.

Wufei obliged gratefully, then nuzzled Duo's neck. He desperately wanted Duo... desperately... but was determined not to push. "Good," he murmured.

Duo moved, lifting one leg and letting it curl back slightly to hook against ‘Fei's. The motion brought their hips together, Duo moaning softly as he pressed back against his lover's erection through the thin fabric of Wufei's pants. "Could be better..."

Wufei gasped at the move, arching into it before he could think. "Sure?" he asked harshly, stilling his hips with a whimper.

"Positive," was the purred reply, Duo's hands reaching back to caress Wufei as best he could.

Wufei whimpered again, tearing himself away from the warm form as he hurried to remove his clothing. At the last moment, he paused, then began to undo clasps more slowly, making certain he was in Duo's line-of-sight. He couldn't keep himself from smiling, the happy expression softening the angular lines of his face.

Duo whined audibly, the impromptu 'show' having an effect even on him, regardless of his previous state. He laid back against the bed, stretching out languidly as he spread his knees and exposed himself fully to his lover. "Two can play that game, love mine..."

The words did as much to damage Wufei's already tenuous self-control as the sight. He licked his lips as he remembered Duo's bitter taste flooding his mouth, his hands stilling on his pants. "Beautiful," he whispered, staring.

"Yours." Duo murmured softly before half curling onto his side. His hair fell across his back, slipping to one side as he rolled to his stomach and let himself be seen from that angle as well. He smirked over his shoulder, his knees curling slightly beneath him, lifting his hips just a little. "Yes. You are beautiful."

Wufei continued to stare for several minutes, eyes disbelieving and hopeful at once. Eventually, he stripped the pants from his body, crawling up onto the bed as he continued to watch Duo, seeming most interested in his lover's eyes.

Those indigo orbs watched every move Wufei made, settling on his face after raking over his deliciously nude body. His words were a low rumble in his throat as he felt himself hardening once more just at the sight. "Gods, ‘Fei...."

He moved to Duo, snaking an arm around Duo's waist and drawing the long-haired pilot back against him. "Duo... I love you," he whispered, nuzzling against the nape of Duo's neck as he rubbed himself against Duo's crack, his body fitting over Duo's almost perfectly.

Duo's hands were braced at either side of his chest, t he motion pushing him back slightly against ‘Fei. He tilted his head forward, bringing his lips against his lover's arm. The motion exposed the back of his neck even more, the chestnut strands drifting over the side to cascade towards the sheets.

One hand drifting down to clasp Duo's cock, Wufei began a languorous stroking as he considered. "Duo... I don't have anything..."

Duo's body reacted, his hips rocking forward against the tightened grasp before shifting back against ‘Fei once more. He let himself press back against his lover's cock, a low groan coming from him. "Don't fucking care, ‘Fei, please...."

The plea undid him. He positioned himself, hissing as he pressed forward slowly into his lover's tight warmth. It felt like perfection, like completion, and all he could do was mewl softly, all compliments swept into incoherency.

Duo bit back a cry, the pain overriding all else at first. His hands dug into the blanket and he kept repeating in his own mind that it was Wufei. One hand came down over Wufei's, resting there as his body started to adjust, the pain being replaced by something far sweeter as they slowly began to move.

Wufei continued stroking, timing the movements of his hand to coincide with the movements of his hips. Long, slow strokes, careful thrusts as Duo's body stretched to accommodate him. He nibbled at Duo's ear, managing a single coherent sentence. "I love you, Duo Maxwell..."

"L-ove you... god, ‘Fei.." Duo turned, trying to see his lover over his shoulder as he began to move against him, rocking his hips between the dual attentions of his lover. "Love you so much, ‘Fei..."

Wufei craned around Duo, his lips barely able to brush against Duo's. He picked up speed slowly, until he was pressing into Duo's heat with abandon, harsh, breathless cries issuing from his throat with each movement out or in.

Duo's body was arched beneath Wufei's, each stroke wringing a cry from him as he succumbed to being a creature of raw emotion instead of anything capable of coherent thought.

Suddenly, Wufei tensed, his body having had too much. He felt something in him collapse, releasing everything into Duo, physical and emotional. A low, feral howl left his throat, face twisted as his perception crumbled. He held Duo's body tight against his, his hand continuing to stroke jerkily.

The force of Wufei's climax and the tensing of the hand around his own cock was enough to send Duo over the edge for the second time. His lover's name fell from his lips as coherently as he could manage, his arms giving out to send him collapsing to the bed and gasping for breath.

Wufei fell with him, slamming into Duo's back as he sobbed, finally coming to rest. He rested there for a time, finally dragging himself off of Duo and pulling the boy with him, so that they were once more spooned together, Duo's back to Wufei's front. He pulled free of Duo's body in the process, but with his lover nestled against him, it didn't seem to matter to him.

Duo wound his arms around Wufei's, nestling there as he sighed contentedly. "Love you..." He smiled then, resting his head against his lover's shoulder.

Wufei sighed in reply, surprised to taste salt on his lips. Blushing faintly when he realized his cheeks were wet, he cuddled closer to Duo. "Sleep now."

Duo nodded softly, curling up against his lover. "I will... I think I can actually sleep now."