CHAPTER FIVE: He kissed me. I hadn’t expected that. I honestly hadn’t expected it at all. If anything, I had been ready for another round of teases and taunts – ready to have those lips brush against mine so intimately and then dart away just as quickly. But they had fallen on mine - hot, moist, firm and extremely possessive. He had said he would own me completely and I was beginning to think that he had a point there. I had never experienced anything like it before. Never felt anyone’s lips seem so sure and confident in its ability. I had been too stunned to think of resisting, although that would have proven futile eventually. His ease in making me weak and powerless to his touches was made all the more clear as I found myself slowly giving in to his seduction. He was far from gentle and I assume I did deserve the rough plundering of my mouth since I had used it to insult him. He wanted to punish me – to make me feel pain at, perhaps breaking through a tiny part of his tough façade. His tongue was rough, wet, and relentless as he sucked hard on mine. Every inch and cranny of my mouth was probed by that talented length as if seeking for something it couldn’t find. For a moment, I was sure he would stick his tongue down my throat and I had to struggle hard not to gag in response. But despite my mind’s revulsion, as usual, my body spoke otherwise. I longed to wrap my arms around his waist or neck, to press myself tighter against the searing heat that was his body. I wanted to feel his cock brush against mine again – to hump me until we both came… no, I wanted him inside of me. I wanted him to rip me apart with every inch of his thick flesh. Perhaps that would be the only way I could get to know Heero inside and out – no pun intended. I had a feeling he really had no plans to fuck me, but rather to take his pleasure from watching my pathetic responses to his actions. I wondered if he did… had done this to any other freshman or sophomore or junior before. And to my chagrin I felt a well of jealousy rise within me. It tasted bitter and vile and I was a bit disgusted to find myself feeling this way. But the thoughts kept coming through my befuddled mind with each stroke of his tongue. Had any other boy touched him like this? How many other guys had had the pleasure of enjoying Heero completely? How many had given him blowjobs? Would I ever get to give him one? How many boys had been subjected to the ‘suffering’ I had gone through? How many students had he taken against their will? I had a feeling that his position in power gave him a right to do whatever he wanted. He could pick anyone he so chose and have their way with him whether they liked it or not. But I was still jealous. And then I had taken the initiative. I think I must have stunned him at the sudden change. I let go of the docile and submissive role I had taken to show a little more aggressiveness. I growled softly in my throat and forced my body to press into his - despite his chokehold on the scruff of my turtleneck or the tight grip he had on my braid. And just as I predicted, I had managed to throw him off for the second time that night. I could hear his gasp of surprise as my tongue moved quickly to capture his. For one glorious moment I was allowed to taste him on my own – to relish in that heady almost knee weakening taste that was completely Heero’s. There was a hint of mint (probably from his toothpaste or bubblegum or both, I could care less at this point) as I kissed him hungrily. But I did say it was for a moment, right? He regained his composure quickly and bit hard on my lower lip causing it bleed a little. The sudden salt and metallic taste of my blood had me gasping in surprise and obvious pain as he pulled away from me with a low grunt. He released me so quickly that I fell to my knees again; my entire body trembling, as it seemed like every inch of my body was aching with need. I could hear his harsh breathing and soft laughter from his friends. They were praising him and saying how ‘hot’ the kiss had been and that we had made them all have ‘boners’ and what not. The world seemed to swim before my eyes as I listened to Heero’s irritated retort for them to shut up. He didn’t seem to be in a good mood, but I didn’t care much…or maybe I did and I was hurting too much to think at this time. He had rejected me in some way and that thought stunk…that stunk big time. Man…why wouldn’t the world stop spinning? I could vaguely hear Trowa’s question of concern. “Hey…are you okay?” Was I okay? No, I wasn’t okay. I was about to pass out, that’s what. And it was going to be all his fault for making me feel this way. And as I remember trying to get myself to muster up a little more hate for him, a sudden wave of darkness had me drifting blissfully into a world of welcome silence. I was a bit grateful for that because, in here, I wouldn’t have listen to his voice anymore... His scent was everywhere. It seemed to permeate my senses and I groaned weakly as I tried to open my eyes. What the…? My eyes were open…yet everything was still pitch black. Either I was in some really dark room or the scratchy feeling before me was a piece of cloth. I felt the first stirrings of panic as it slowly dawned on me that I was blindfolded. The second thing to hit my whirring mind was that the feel of the rather comfortable sheets beneath me were quite close to my skin. So close that I could feel every silky smoothness against my back, ass and thighs. Yeah, you guessed it. I was completely naked, and to make things worse, the numbness I was beginning to feel in my arms could only mean one thing – my wrists had been tied above my head. Muscles I didn’t know I had protested with each movement I made as I writhed gently to ease the pain a little. I realized I was beginning to breathe harshly and believe me it wasn’t from excitement. I was scared shitless. What if Heero had suddenly lost his mind and had decided to cut me up or something? Okay, so that was a really whacked out idea, but still, I wouldn’t put it past him. I knew I was still in his dorm room as his scent still seemed to be everywhere. I was at least grateful he hadn’t tied up my legs or anything but still…tying me to his headboard was kinda low and unnecessary. I thought of screaming out for help but then figured that doing that was bound to get me in trouble, as first, I was still in senior territory and any rescuer was likely to see me in this state and make a fuss over it; secondly, I had no idea what time it was. The room was extremely quiet. There wasn’t even the sound of the CD player on. Only the low whirring sound of the cooling system filled the silence and it was beginning to affect me in more ways than one. My entire body was breaking out in goose bumps and I was beginning to shiver from the cold. On any normal occasion, I would have been considerably…eh… ‘small’ in size, but, hell, if my damn libido was cooperating with me today! I was growing hard as I felt my wayward flesh twitch gently against my inner thigh. And just why was I feeling that way you may ask? There was no Heero around and besides…I should have been thinking of any other thing but the engorgement of my cock. But the very idea or thought of someone walking in to see me in such a state was a little bit …exciting. It sent a coil of worry and yet anticipation as I hoped that someone would walk in to see me like this. Damn, but I was beginning to get as sick and as twisted as my tormentor. My stomach suddenly growled with hunger and I swallowed tightly, almost wincing as my throat, which felt incredibly raw, protested the movement. Just how long had I been in here? I hadn’t had dinner last night because of the laundry issue and if no one was around at this time it could only mean that… I had been kept here all night! I felt a ridiculous burn behind my eyes as I struggled fruitlessly within my bonds. The bastard had kept me tied up for this long and only God knows just what time it was at the moment. I had missed classes today because of him! I had a Biology test that I couldn’t afford to pass up and I would have to grovel to that slimy teacher of mine to give me a make-up test! “Argh!” I struggled again, feeling and letting my growing anger take over as I tugged hard on the…what the hell had he tied me up with? Rope? Cloth? Whatever it was, it was beginning to dig into my skin and it hurt like hell. The more I moved my wrists, the worse it became. Sweat broke out on my heaving body as I collapsed back against the sheets. I was breathing heavily now, trying hard to regain some kind of control. There had to be a way to escape this room before Heero returned. The sudden chime of the familiar bell from the main tower had me groaning in disbelief and dismay. That was the bell that signified the lunch hour. My tummy growled again in protest and I cursed out loud – in fury, in frustration and desperation. I had no idea the amount of curse words that flew out of my lips, but neither was I expecting the sudden sound of an amused chuckle from the doorway – at least I assumed it was the doorway. “Such a dirty mouth on you there, Duo,” came the familiar low voice that could only belong to one person. I felt my stomach give a little flip of anxiousness as I heard his steady footsteps approach me. “And to think I had brought some food for you to munch on.” His voice was much closer now and the undeniable scent of a cheese steak sandwich assailed my senses, sending my mouth flooding with saliva at the thought of eating something…anything! But as usual, my mouth ran away from me. “You fucking kept me here!” I yelled back angrily, forgetting that I would have to probably kiss up to him if I had any hope of consumption today. “Untie me, you bastard!” He laughed again and I could literally hear him shake his head. “Is this the thanks I get for keeping you here after passing out like that on my floor?” “You didn’t have to tie me up,” I protested in frustration. “You could have just left me alone on the fucking floor!” “Hmm…well, I didn’t,” he said curtly as he began to unwrap one of the sandwiches. I didn’t need to see him to know that he was now untying the familiar foil wrap that usually came with the sinful meal. I loved cheese steak to death and he must have known it as I heard him inhale the delicious scent. “Mmm….hot and fresh, just the way I like it.” I refused to beg. I wouldn’t beg him to feed me. Let him gloat. Let him enjoy his… The sudden loud growl from my stomach had my cheeks flushing in embarrassment and I just knew he was giving me a look of victory. Damn it! Just what I didn’t need. He snickered and took a bite and I all but winced at how good it sounded. I swallowed again and turned my face away as he made himself comfortable beside me on the bed. It dipped a little under his body weight and I cringed and tried to shrink away as he moved even closer. But you can only move so much when you are shackled up like a fucking prisoner. He nudged my legs a little in a motion for me to move my legs and I willingly obliged. So now, we both lay side by side on the bed. Him eating – me stewing and dying of hunger. He licked his fingers (I heard it, of course) and I moaned softly before kicking myself for giving away my distress like that. Shit. I felt like crying. It wasn’t fair, you know? It was then that I noticed he had stopped chewing. I felt my cheeks heat up color as I felt the weight of his gaze on me. I stubbornly kept mine turned to my left, refusing to look at him at all. I wondered what he was thinking, but every single thought process I had flew out of the window as I felt his hand beneath my chin. He forced me to face him and I made a low sound of weak defiance. I felt his thumb caress my quivering lip gently and I was… What? Gently? Heero was caressing me…gently?! “I’ll feed you,” he muttered softly. I didn’t understand what he meant, but damn if my heart wasn’t beginning to pound so hard, I was afraid it was going to beat right out my chest. “Open up your mouth,” he commanded roughly. I did as I was told and immediately felt my entire being flush with heat as I felt the tender softness of bread, meat and spices fill my mouth and then…the undeniable warmth of his lips soon after. I whimpered and thrust up in instinctive response as he pushed the sandwich in deeper with his tongue. I caught a little of its roughness before being overwhelmed with the delicious taste of the much-needed food. Oh, sweet mother of God! It felt as if I were feeding off two things at the same time. I chewed and swallowed hungrily and through it all his lips hovered over mine as if fascinated with the eating process. He did this until I guess the sandwich was finished. Each time, his tongue grew bolder. He would lick off any trail of oil that dribbled off my mouth. He would suck on my lower lip or tease it gently. And through it all, my body had begun to thrum with a heat that I knew he would have to satisfy. Hell, my cock, which had been behaving itself so far, was suddenly pressed tightly against my torso as it strained for release. Dear gods, I wanted him to touch me so badly. I must have said something or whimpered or both, because he laughed again – that low, sound that was just deep enough to make me shiver with anticipation. He licked off the side of my mouth again and trailed steady fingers across my chest, fingertips barely making contact with my tightened nipples. I mewled in need, thrusting up to him again, begging shamelessly for him to take what was rightfully his. My cock brushed against his uniform-clad torso and he growled softly before reaching for my traitorous flesh to squeeze it gently. “Aah…” It was a breathless cry of relief as I felt the hot drop of pre-cum fall upon my heaving stomach. He began to stroke my burning flesh gently from base to tip – his deft fingers moving ever so knowingly over the sensitive skin. “Do you like that, Duo?” he asked against my swollen lips. I could only groan and pump his hand like a fucking slut – shame and yet delight at being ‘free’ rendering me speechless at the moment. I settled for a nod, hissing in a sharp breath as his fingers cupped my balls and pulled them gently. My bound hands clenched and unclenched against their restraints, my face flushed with sweat and concentration as I allowed him to play with me for as long as he wanted. “You can’t speak anymore?” he teased as he began to trail his tongue across my jaw, down my neck and straight to my nipples. I screamed. I couldn’t help it; the bastard had bit so hard on it I was sure I was going to bleed there soon. And as if to counter my yell, he fondled my balls so roughly that I had to dig my heels into the bed to steady myself or I would have thrashed him right off me. “Ask me a question, Duo,” he whispered against my wet skin. He was now sucking on a sensitive nub as his other hand moved towards my thighs. He nudged it gently, forcing me to raise them up a little. Oh please…not my…ass… “Go on, Duo. Ask me something…anything…” Like he was going to answer me truthfully. “Oooh!” I bucked up sharply as he slid two oil-slicked fingers into my unprepared and rather tight hole. Ah fuck! That hurt! I bit hard on my lower lip as I listened to the wet sounds of his fingers beginning a slow pump in and out of me. “Ask me now, Duo…” he said again and I swear he was doing this on purpose. He was stroking my cock even faster and at the same time now fucking my ass so hard that it was all I could do get myself to even think. The rope/cloth dug deeper into my flesh as my hands fisted tightly in rhythm to his torture. Sweat ran down in rivulets on my skin, my breathing becoming harsher and faster as I felt my insides melt with indescribable pleasure. The heat was building up steadily. It was concentrating down to my groin…my cock... Oh no…I’m…I’m coming! And as if realizing I was at my breaking point, he leaned up to seize my lips in a bruising kiss effectively swallowing any cries I would have given. With one final deep thrust into my ass – so deep that I felt him strike something that felt so damn good - my vision blurred in response. My cock stiffened and finally let go of all its pent up frustration. It coated Heero’s hands, my stomach and ran down my thighs and to the sheets. I was sure I had never given up so much before. I fell back to the bed in an exhausted heap, my body still trembling uncontrollably from what it had just experienced. But through it all, Heero hadn’t touched himself or allowed me to touch him – well, I was tied up after all. I could hear his heavy breathing next to my ear as he released my lips to plant hard kisses upon my neck. I felt something damp next to my thigh and I knew he had come himself. He would have to change his uniform and get back to his duties, but for now, I found myself oddly content to just have him here with me. “Duo…” he whispered thickly and I stiffened again in readiness for what could possibly come next. My mind was still whirling from the delightful sensory overload of pleasure. I wasn’t sure I could go another round right now. I winced as he withdrew his fingers from my ass and felt oddly bereft as he sat up to stare at me again. I remained silent as he regarded me for a long moment. What the hell was he thinking now? “I don’t really feel like releasing you.” Say what?! I tried to jerk upright in disbelief but my bounds had me thrown back to the bed again. “Gah! What are you talking about?! I have classes to attend! I’ve already missed my tests because of you…!” “Mr. Winston’s giving you a pass,” he interrupted calmly. My jaw must have dropped. I couldn’t believe it. Mr. Prissy Winston, who never gave make-up tests was giving me a pass? “How…? When…?” “I had a little talk with him,” came the enigmatic reply as he began to trail a finger slowly through the cum that was beginning to dry up on my skin. Man, I needed a shower. “What do you mean a little talk?” He laughed and moved away from me quickly. I could hear the rustle of clothes and I knew he was changing. My body was beginning to ache again at the knowledge. I had never seen Heero completely naked. He was deliberately hiding himself away from me for some reason. I just wished that for once he would allow me to touch that skin of his. I longed to run my tongue over it. To just…see him. “It’s none of your business really,” he replied as I continued to listen to him move about the room. I heard him open the closet…another rustle of clothes…him changing into a fresh set of uniform…him walking into the bathroom. And from there, he continued to speak to me. “Just don’t worry too much about anything, Duo. I’ve got you covered.” Now, why did that sound so ominous to me? “You’ve got a free pass for the rest of your classes. So consider this a holiday for you,” he snickered and made his way towards me. I could sense him lean over me and reach for the bond on my wrist. It fell to the bed and I was finally free. My aching arms fell to my sides as I lifted them up slowly and began to rub my bruised wrists gently. He placed a hand behind my head to untie my blindfold and as soon as the black cloth was off my eyes, I had to place hands against my temple to stop the wave of dizziness that washed over me. It took me a whole minute to gain some sense of orientation about my whereabouts and as I lifted my gaze to meet his, I met amused blue depths that shone with mischief too. I blushed darkly, realizing that making out with him blindfolded seemed a whole lot better than actually seeing his face now. I lowered my lashes and eyed the reddened flesh of my wrists. I sighed softly. Now, I was going to be stuck with wearing long-sleeved shirts for a while. “Why didn’t you ask me any question?” he suddenly asked, causing me to blink in surprise. Why would my asking a question be such a big deal to him? “I…I couldn’t…” I blushed even harder at the reason why. Hell, his hand had been stuck in my ass at the time, how was I supposed to ask him anything? “But I do have one now.” He raised a brow but remained silent. I swallowed tightly and forced myself to ask it. I was justified anyway, so I had nothing to fear, right? “Why?” He remained painfully blank as if urging me to continue. He wasn’t going to make this easy for at all, was he? I held up my chin and forced myself to catch his gaze, refusing to back down from the impassive expression on his handsome features. “Why me?” I asked again. “Why do…do you do these things to me? Why…why can’t you be…eh…nicer or something?” God, that sounded lame and I wouldn’t have found it embarrassing if he had laughed at me then. But to my surprise, he didn’t. He didn’t even crack a smile. And like a moron, I continued, now unable to stop. “Ever since I came here, it’s like you’ve had it out for me. You keep stalking me. You keep sending those guys to beat me up and then you come and ‘rescue’ me and then you make me do all these things for you and you keep me as your goddamn prisoner! Don’t you think if you were nicer to me I would be more willing to do things for you?! I…I…don’t want to…hate you…” I finished quietly. And it was true in a way. I somehow knew that he was the kinda guy you would love to hang out with, after all Trowa, Wufei and Quatre were his friends. They must have seen something good in him. A tense and thick silence fell between us before he gave a light snort and ran fingers through his naturally tousled hair. “Damn freshmen and their fucking dreams,” he mumbled more to himself, but I had heard it. “Listen you idiot,” he suddenly snapped coldly at me while leaning closer. His eyes seemed to literally burn with anger and I had to cringe backwards in hopes that he wouldn’t punch me or worse. “Get your head out of the fucking clouds and get back down to earth, Duo Maxwell. Do you honestly believe that I am going to treat you like a ‘friend’ or a ‘buddy’ or get this…a ‘lover’? You are nothing to me but just another fucking statistic that just happens to look hot. At least, I’ll give you that.” Damn it…why does my chest feel so…painful? “’Why can’t we be friends’? ‘Why can’t I be nicer?’ Who the fuck am I? Your mother?!” Shit. Shit. Shit. “When you came to this school, you should have known that you left anything remotely ‘nice’ back home with your parents, Duo! In this school, I am the fucking law and even the teachers know this! Without me, they are nothing…you are nothing. You just keep that in mind.” He placed his hands on my cheeks and kissed me again. Hard, bruising, and demanding. He took what was his and asked for nothing in return. I was Heero’s. His property – just another statistic in a long line of fresh meat for pickings. It was just so fortunate that I was hot enough to get his attention. Fuck. He released me with a lick of his lips as if satisfied with how good his merchandise was. He smiled then, a sexy movement of his lips that caused the dull fire in my heart to burn even fiercer. “Take a shower and clean yourself up,” he said softly against my lips. “If you want to stay here you can. If you don’t…then you can go back to your dorm, although, I suggest you stay there until I send for you, okay?” I must have nodded, for he gave me another smile of pleasure before moving away from me. A loud yell from outside had him cursing softly. Apparently he was wanted by his friends. “See you around, Duo.” And with a wink and a wave, I was alone again. The silence in the room was deafening as I curled myself up into a tight ball on the bed and squeezed my eyes shut. I wanted to cry, but I couldn’t. To be considered a thing was not exactly something that would have made any person happy. I had to do something to stop this circle of pain we were both putting ourselves through. Despite all his tough guy speech and act, I had noticed something. Heero wasn’t exactly enjoying himself as much as he would have liked to. Despite the derisive laughter and exasperated looks, I had sensed the confusion within him, the slight uncertainty – as if he were questioning himself. That was a start, but to be honest, I had no idea of what I would do yet…but I couldn’t take it any more and I wasn’t planning to. Why I gave a fuck about it…I had no idea, but I was determined to make Heero see that I wasn’t just another statistic. And since the guy seemed to think through his cock (at least when it came to me) I knew I would have to rely solely on my rather non-existent skills of seduction. Man, this was going to be the longest three months of my life… Next Chapter Gundam Wing Fiction

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