The Paddle Team Vs. Green Thumb Duo Part 13
By WingNut
A Round Robin of the CS Insanity Central ML
"Oh, what to do in the meantime?" GreenThumb breathed, leaning closer to the dark-haired youth and whispering, "how much time do we have?" he licked the soft earlobe near his mouth, expertly jetting a tiny puff of hot air into Wufei's ear.
Wufei shivered, his nipples hardening into points against his tank-top, and the hand he'd snuck around Duo's slim waist tightening imperceptibly. "About five minutes…"
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"Only five minutes?" GreenThumb echoed in a disappointed tone of voice. At least, Wufei thought it might be disappointment. He really couldn't be sure of anything right now, his mind was whirling so.
Wufei caught his breath as Duo's pout slid into a sexy little grin. "I know!!" the mutant crowed happily. "I haven't thanked you for disciplining me..."
Duo turned within his encircling arm so they were facing each other, "...so very, *very* well..."
The American threw a leg over his thighs, "...with your solid..."
Wufei almost groaned as Duo squirmed over and up until he was sitting in 'Fei's lap, "...wood..."
Then he did groan as the green-eyed sprite rocked his hips forward, sliding his arms around Wufei's suddenly trembling shoulders, "...paddle."
The last word was breathed out in a low husky voice against Wufei's lips, and the Chinese man could resist no longer. His mouth latched onto Duo's with single-minded intensity, one arm tightening around that trim waist, the other hand gripping that sweetly wriggling ass and pulling their hips firmly together.
How long that deep, wet, groin-grinding kiss lasted he really couldn't say - he was in a timeless place consisting solely of pleasure and sensation.
Wufei ignored the tickling against his neck and ears as long as he could, but when something scratched his back he opened his eyes and drew back to pant for breath.
Roses - huge, heady, fragrant blossoms - surrounded them, cascading down over the top of the fence. He smirked at Duo's half-hearted look of contrition, figuring that the burst of growth hadn't been intentional.
"Well, isn't that sweet, Alex?"
Wufei whirled at the sound of the stranger's voice, his hand closing automatically on his paddle. Beside him, the roses began to lift themselves defensively as Duo reacted as well.
"Sweet is hardly the word *I'd* use, Mueller." The second stranger threw something small and dark, which hit the ground beside Duo's foot and burst in a cloud of whitish smoke.
Wufei choked on the acrid fumes, feeling Duo coughing and sliding off his lap to give him room to move. He tried to leap to his feet, to raise his head above the poisonous gas, but his muscles would not respond, and he slumped to the ground, his vision darkening.
He could hear the voices talking as his consciousness fled.
"The Colonel will be very interested in these two..."