Naughty Vodka
Naughty Vodka- a GW lemon by masamune
Disclaimer: If only I did own them....
Pairings: 1x2
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, pwp
Summary: Duo won't stop pestering Heero until he gets what he wants... and
boy does he get it!
3 words for this fic: Drunken lemon fun! 1x2, just something about that
pairing that called me to this one.
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CLUNK!
The heavy bottle fell to the kitchen floor, the crash shaking the three
young teens sitting around the small, poorly lit table. Rolling across the
cool tile floor, the glass Bacardi bottle stopped with a bump at Heero's
foot.
"Hehehe, didn't break," There came a soft giggle, unexpectedly from Trowa.
"Vodka strong, bottle strong."
"S'was a great idea, Trowa," Duo merrily commented. "Ol' Captain Nataku can't
pesshter ush. An' Quatre won't give ush none of dat non-alcohololic shtuff,"
His speech was slurred, but Duo's words were coming out much clearer then
Trowa's.
"It's done," Heero noted as he put the empty bottle back on the table.
"Lemme take a quicklookseeatitwouldya Heero?" Trowa muttered under his
breath, waving an intoxicated arm towards the bottle. Without waiting for a
reply from the bewildered Heero, Trowa grabbed the bottle. He muttered as he
read the labels,
"80%purealcholgreatstuffwhatgeniusmadethisdeservesasolidpatonthe
backandwhatsfurthermoreheoughtadrinkhimselfsomeofthisfinevodka..."
Heero turned his attention away from the spectacle the aloof circus star was
making and found himself staring in a drunken stupor at the wall.
/It's good to cut loose and kick back sometimes/ Mind free and wandering
Heero thought of what to do now. /I really should do some checkup tests on
Wing's veneer systems... or just relax for awhile? Or drink a little more?
Iie, I'd be drunk through the floor like Trowa over there. Maybe I could...
What the hell?/
Heero's drunken reflection was interrupted as he felt a hand grope his
spandex shorts. Looking down he noticed and became very well aware of Duo
rubbing him through the tight black material. Feelings and thoughts were set
off in his head like fireworks by his lover's touch. Heero could only manage
a moan as Duo's actions began to produce a rather obvious erection.
Despite the pleasure Heero wasn't very comfortable with Trowa sitting just
across the table. Leaning over he whispered in Duo's ear, "What the hell are
you doing? What are you thinking?"
Turning his head, chestnut braid falling over into his lap Duo stared with a
smile at Heero. Crackling with intensity and blatant lust, Duo's violet eyes
met Heero's for only a second but told everything in that one moment. Duo's
hand kept it's pace, massaging gently through the spandex boundary.
Duo whispered back in Heero's ear, "I want to go upstairs and fuck." A
tongue darted into Heero's earlobe and the lusty Shinigami continued, "Want
you to tie me down and fuck me good."
/Duo can be such a hentai/ Heero thought, his erection growing even more.
"You can count on that," Heero managed, lust and booze clouding his mind,
"But not here in front of Trowa, ne?"
"Uh uh," Duo paid no heed to Hero's warnings. His eyes shimmered with wanton
desires. "Wannit now," He insisted.
"YaknowIthinkI'mgonnapukeorsomething."
The muffled statement was lost before it even passed Trowa's lips. The two
sexed up boys stared straight at him. They hadn't understood a word of that
sentence. The kitchen was laced in silence for a few moments. It was
accented by the sound of Duo's hand working over the fabric of Heero's
spandex shorts. Finally, with a loud scrape, Trowa pushed back his chair and
stood up, his face very green.
"Yup, 'm deffntly gonna puke," And with that the tall, Latin youth was off
like a shot in the direction of the bathroom.
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The bedroom door was thrown wide open. The resilient frame bounced back,
only to be knocked away again as Heero entered, nearly dragging Duo behind
him. The braided boy was all too eager to come up to the bedroom, but the
rushed pace Heero had taken from the kitchen was a bit overwhelming.
Heero whirled around sharply and practically flung Duo onto their bed.
Leaning down, Heero pinned his partner with his legs. Slightly alarmed, Duo
tried to shift around, finding his arms imprisoned by Heero's strong grip.
Their eyes met, alive and energized with an undeniable fire.
"You've been naughty tonight," Heero finally said, his voice low. His
passion thick and building up even more towards the delicious treat trapped
beneath him. "Know what happens to naughty boys?" He whispered, brushing his
lips to Duo's ear, nuzzling it softly.
Aches of want and lust spread from his lower body all throughout him. The
feeling seemed to drench his brain and he was covered completely in Duo. The
smell, the soft excited breath swirled in the air, immersing Heero in a
wonderful aura. All added up to direct Heero in one direction, toward one
thing. The vodka worked its magic only to a certain point; sex drive took
over after that.
"Guess I'm going to find out soon, ne?" Duo chuckled softly and slipped his
hands down into Heero's spandex pants. "What's going to happen to naughty
boys? With a guy like you I'm sure you can think of a most enjoyable
punishment."
Slipping past the spandex waistband, Duo's hand felt like silk as it found
what Duo was desperately searching after. Working his way up and down
Heero's erection, the American boy was greeted by a soft moan from Heero.
All was short lived however as Heero quickly got up, finally freeing Duo,
and knelt on the bed, the outline of his hardness standing out in the tight
spandex shorts.
"How about you start your sentence right here?" Heero said, pushing his hips
out seductively.
Duo didn't need any more of an invitation than that. Taking only a moment to
brush his chestnut bangs out of his eyes, he leaned forward and pulled down
the spandex barrier. Finally free, Heero's member bobbed upright in the cool
air. Not for the first time Duo found himself offering a small prayer in
thanks for the fact that Heero didn't wear underwear. He took the sight in
front of him in, his nostrils flaring slightly.
"Looks like we've got a long, hard, path ahead of us," Duo couldn't help but
crack a joke.
Duo leaned forward slightly and took all of Heero in his mouth. Arms circled
Heero's waist and pushed the hard rod further into Duo. Kneading Heero's
ass, Duo was happy to hear the delightful sound of Heero moaning, totally
giving himself into the action. With master skill Duo moved his mouth up and
down the length of Heero's erection. Licking eagerly as he went up and then
down the hard sweetness Duo tasted the slightly salty precum at the very tip
of Heero's cock.
Heero felt himself drawing close to orgasm as Duo worked his magic on him.
Holding himself up with the other Heero was running one hand through the
long, thick elegant braid of his lover. He moaned openly, looking down to
take in the wonderful sight of Duo's face as his mouth did its mysterious
work on him.
"Ahh, Duo," Heero panted, feeling himself at the brink. "Duo, I'm, I'm. Ugh
AH koi, I'm cumming!"
His passionate love cry still in his ears Heero emptied himself into Duo's
mouth. Swallowing all of Heero's seed, Duo licked his lips as he tasted the
salty warmth trail down his throat. He sucked gently on Heero afterwards,
making sure to drain his lover's entire tool.
A silence held itself over the two for a moment while Heero wallowed in
post-orgasmic bliss. He blushed slightly as he noticed the rather obvious
erection that Duo was still sporting in his own pants. A thought rushed past
his mind and he suddenly came up with something that he was sure Duo would
love.
"Wait a second. I'll be right back," He said, his voice hiding as much
excitement as the Perfect Soldier possibly could. Rushing quickly out of the
room Heero went to turn on the light in the hall and nearly tripped over his
still downed shorts. Duo could only sit in a still half-drunken stupor as he
listened to Heero rummage around in the closet for what seemed like hours.
Finally Heero emerged from the hall. Making sure to close the door as he
entered Heero flashed an all too powerful smile at his companion lying on
the bed. Duo nearly fell onto the floor when Heero pulled two pairs of
handcuffs out from behind his back. Heero's face was contorted in a kinky
smile and little did Duo realize that his was also. The long pair of metal cuffs
clanked, dangling from Heero's hand as he walked over to the bed, spandex
shorts still down around his ankles.
"Where? How?" Duo asked, surprise blowing any calm cover he could hope to
put up. "Why?"
"Don't ask, don't tell," Heero said, reaching the bed and capturing Duo's
soft lips in a passionate kiss. "But I'll bet you won't be complaining
soon." Violet flashed in shock at Heero's passionate growl. The mystified
glimmer flickered only for a second before lust and the over coming passion
swept over Duo. But Heero was sure to keep command of this little game.
"Strip," He ordered.
Duo didn't need any more encouragement. Within half a minute the beautiful
Deathscythe pilot was naked as the day he was born. Laying down flat on his
stomach Duo arched his marvelous ass up into the air provocatively. Rewarded
by a sharp breath from his lover Duo began to grind his aching erection into
the cool bedspread. But Heero quickly put a stop to that as he grabbed the
grinding hips and stopped Duo's movement.
"Don't forget you're being punished," Heero said, a wicked smile spreading
over his face. "Naughty boys can't just get away with everything. Your
wanton behavior is unacceptable, and I'm going to teach you a lesson. And I
want to make sure you never forget this lesson, never."
Grasping Duo's wrists Heero locked them in place and clamped the handcuffs
to the bedposts. Next he pulled the nightstand drawer open and took out a
small bottle of lube. Setting it aside for a second and taking Duo's ankles
in his rough, strong hands Heero spread the American boy's legs wide apart.
Savoring the sight of Duo trapped and utterly helpless Heero stared into the
beautiful violet eyes that stared back with an incredible fire of love.
Duo, for his part, was loving his "punishment". The whole kinky concept of
being restrained and utterly helpless, handcuffed to the bed, completely at
Heero's mercy turned him on immensely. The fact that he couldn't touch his
throbbing erection and supply the relief that he so desperately needed only
served to make him need release even more. Something wild and completely
sexual about the whole situation made Duo's head spin in a delightful world
of drunken pleasure and passion.
Wrapping his legs around Heero's strong muscled waist Duo tried to position
himself as best he could. Duo, who wasn't able to do much else, simply
stared at his partner and lover. Heero's handsome, rugged body, his chiseled
arms, tight compact six-pack, and his impressive erect hardness were more
then an eye full. Duo couldn't believe that Heero could be hard so fast
after the incredible orgasm the Wing pilot had just had. The astonishment
and awe that Duo felt quickly disappeared as Heero slipped a finger into
Duo's entrance.
Duo grunted as the familiar feeling of Heero stretching him, preparing him,
sent waves of pleasure through his body. Writhing around on the bed, Duo
fought the handcuffs but the durable metal bindings held him strong. Heero
couldn't help but chuckle at his loved one's enjoyable plight.
The hot incredible feeling of Duo's legs, wrapped around his waist was
intense for Heero. Feeling that the braided beauty was ready, Heero
positioned himself, his shaft aching to feel Duo's velvety depths around it.
With a deliberately slow movement Heero pushed himself into Duo. The
sensation of Heero's cock filling him was more then Duo could bear.
Throwing his head back, he pushed his hips and arched his back, trying as
best he could to draw Heero inside of him even more. But the Wing pilot
would have none, of this and intentionally slowed the pace to an agonizing
crawl, pushing in until he found his mark.
"Ah!!" Was all that Duo could manage as Heero's length greeted his magical
spot. Wiggling around in fury, Duo tried in vain to push himself down to meet
Heero's thrust. Finally Heero was all the way inside and the Wing pilot
paused for a moment to enjoy the sweet tightness that encased him totally.
Then he began to withdraw himself slowly until the point where he almost
exited his love's body. Grunting, he began another slow thrust.
It was all too much to endure for Duo. Time seemed to melt away, everything
seemed to melt away. There was only himself and Heero's long hard shaft
driving him insane with its leisurely pace. And then there were those damned
handcuffs! Duo finally saw the purpose in the iron rings as they withheld
him from completely impaling himself on Heero's shaft. Beginning to count
the seconds and nanoseconds until Heero found that magical spot inside of
him was all that Duo could think of along with the wanton urge for release.
But his hands were bound and Heero was in absolute control, and it made him
even hornier!
"Onegai Heero," Duo pleaded, gasping as Heero filled him and began to
withdraw again. "I, I need you! Uh! I need you to-uh!- Heero!"
"You need me to what?" Heero played coolly, although he felt himself losing
his control and his primal urges heightening. "What is it you want me to do,
koi?" Heero could hardly restrain himself from thrusting wildly into Duo's
warmth. But the excruciating pleasure it was bringing to Duo held him back.
"Fuck me!" Duo yelled, throwing his head back as Heero hit his prostate. "I
need you to fuck me!"
Heero couldn't take much more then that. Before Duo's cry died away Heero
was fiercely bucking and thrusting into him, filling him, drawing Heero
closer to the edge. Thrusting away into the silken insides of the beautiful
boy beneath him Heero threw aside all thought and gave in completely to his
wanton desires.
"Touch me Heero," Hardly able to speak, Duo expressed his need for release.
"Onegai, I need to cum!" He screamed shamelessly, the urge overcoming any
other possible boundary that might be left.
Wrapping his hand around Duo's aching member Heero began to pump his fist.
It only took a few strokes before Duo let out an incredible sound and
started spraying his warm sperm all over Heero's hand and his own stomach.
As Duo came over the edge he tightened around Heero's pounding flesh. The
repeating contraction was too much for Heero. With a loud cry and one final
push, he buried himself in Duo's depths, spurting his semen and coating the
insides of Duo with it.
The two exhausted lovers remained in their position, too tired to move.
Heero looked up and smiled as he looked into Duo's face. Beads of sweat and
his thick, brown bangs hung over Duo's face and Heero swore he'd never seen
anything as marvelous in his life.
"Think you learned your lesson?" Heero asked.
"Hai," Duo sighed. "Hai... but I think I might need a little refresher course
later on," he added and smiled warmly.
"I sure as hell wouldn't mind!" An unexpected voice came from the doorway.
The two lovers nearly jumped out of their skin at the sudden intrusion.
Heero instinctively whipped his arm around to pull his gun, but only
succeeded in falling off the bed and landing in a sweaty, post-sex heap on
the floor. Looking up he saw Trowa standing in the door, a bottle of whiskey
in his hand.
"Got any room for me?" He asked with a hint of mischief in his voice.
To be continued????
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