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Title : Behind The Second Mask
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Warning : yaoi, lemon
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Notes : sequel to Behind The Mask. Don't ask me where the idea
comes *sweatdrops* Behind the Second Mask
"What do you want to know?"
Great, Duo
Maxwell, you have dug yourself a grave. I didn't plan to say those words. I
didn't realize it when the words flew out of my mouth and gave him a light to
find a way into my buried secrets. I want to take the words back, to undo them,
to cancel them, but he had already heard them and quickly asks me a question.
"Where did you learn to dance?"
I let out the breath I
unconsciously held after the words escaped my mouth. Thankfully, that isn't the
question I fear he will ask. If he asks about why I wanted him as my reward, why
I wanted a boy like him instead of a sexy girl, I know I'll be defeated and my
mask will be broken.
I don't want to admit I love him.
Still....
even though he asked the question I didn't dread answering, I don't like
answering it. I don't like answering any questions that will remind me of my
past. I want to say 'it's none of your business', but it was me who gave him
permission to ask the question. And moreover... he has paid for it, hasn't he?
He paid it with his virginity and I have no reason to deny him the answer.
Damn him.
I'm a sportive man so I told him what he wants to
know. I tell him how Sister Helen taught me to dance and how I practiced hard
just to make her happy. I tell him how I often stepped on my friends' feet and
lost count of my mistakes, unaware I just poured my past to him. I keep mumbling
about my dancing experience while my hand idly strokes his chest until we both
fell asleep, with my cock still buried inside his tight body.
When
morning came, I find myself hard inside his warm body. I nuzzle the back of his
neck, twirl his nipples, and make a couple of thrusts into him, awakening him
from his slumber.
He is tense at first, feeling confused but as his mind
cleared from his sleep, the realization sinks in and he relaxes against me. "Do
you want me again?" His voice is still hoarse from his sleep, but I hear every
word he says. Want him again? Of course, what person in his right mind will deny
such delicious release in the morning? I answer him by thrusting sharply into
him, pleased to hear him gasp in surprise... and pain. He must be sore after my
first not too gently penetration. This morning, I fu...take him slowly,
thrusting into him while he lies on his side.
I bask in his scent in the
aftermath after the morning activity, feeling so good to just lie there and hug
him. What do the romantic people like to say at the time like this? Oh yeah,
they wish time would stop. But I know my time doesn't stop for he asks me
another question.
"Who's Sister Helen?"
Damn, how dare he ask
that question. I tighten my hug around him, wanting to inflict pain to him, and
to my shock, he purrs in delight. This is not the reaction I expect from him!
He, Heero Yuy the Perfect Soldier, purring?! Does he feel so safe with me to let
go his guard? Or is it because he trusts me as he said last night?
I'm
still in shock and he is silent. Why? Why doesn't he ask more of his fucking
questions? I shift and feel myself brush his inner tissues. I'm still inside
him, not wanting to leave the warm cocoon in near time. It feels so good to be
in there. Oh yeah, that's the answer of my question. I have fuc...damn, why
can't I say that word? I have fucked many men and women and never feel hesitated
to use that four-lettered-word. But with him... I can't bring myself to say it.
Whatever, I don't want to analyze myself. Better throw that thought far
away and analyze him, instead. So he assumes I will trade one answer with one
chance to fuc...damn... take him. He will realize soon that his assumption is
wrong. This is the last time I put my cock inside him and the last time he will
get answer from me.
I answer him like I answered his first question last
night and then we lapse into silent. I feel somewhat lighter after telling him
about my past. Hmmm, I must admit I like hugging him like this. He feels so
good, like a home..... I must have dozed off for a while because I'm startled
when he speaks up.
"Duo.... We have class in half an hour."
Class. Damn, I remember now the reason I hate morning. I want to skip
the class, to just lie here with him, but we are undercover right now and it's
the best not to make the other students questioning us. Reluctantly, I pull out
from his warm body, somewhat feeling down because I can't fu..take him again
after this.
He stands up and goes for shower, giving me a good view of
his ass with my release leaking and trailing down on his alabaster thighs. I
find myself hardened again at the sight and try hard to hold my lust.
I
don't want him to know more about my past.
I may not take him again.
That resolution only lasts a few seconds. For the next thing I know, I'm
in the bathroom, pinning him under the shower and thrusting into him. When we
finish showering, he asks about Father Maxwell and I answer him straight away.
I have tasted the forbidden fruit and I can't stop taking it again and
again. I realize it now.
I will trade my dark painful past with the
forbidden fruit named Heero Yuy.
He is fidgeting in the class and I know
he feels sore, because of me. I'm positive I'm grinning because he is glaring at
me. I'm back wearing my joker mask while he wears his Perfect Soldier mask. Only
when we are alone, we take off of those masks. However my mask doesn't prevent
me from feeling the lust. The way he fidgeting makes me horny. I can't wait till
we reach our room to be alone again.
I take him inside one of the stalls
in boy's resting room during passing time. He protests first but soon gives up
and let me slide into him. Of course, I must pay him after that. He asks about
Maxwell's orphanage and I answer him. It's a suitable price to have his
delicious body.
I take him twice more at that day and have to pay them
by telling him about the massacre he asks me.
Sex with him becomes a
daily need for me. The more he knows about my past, the lighter I feel and the
hornier I become. I don't know how my libido and my past connected but it's
there. When we leave the school a week later, I reach the record coming seven
times in his ass for one day and he has got almost all my past in his hand.
Almost.
I was wrong to think he has got over with his curiosity of my
past.
After I took him inside Deathscythe's cockpit before going back to
safe house, he asks about where I learn to use poison needles. Damn I have
forgotten about that. I tell him my first lover taught me.
The next time
I take him inside our safe house, he asks about that first lover.
It's
hard to tell about Peter, my first lover. I thought he loved me and I told him
all about my past without hesitation. But then he betrayed me and crossed side
to OZ, using my past to take advantage of me.
I killed him with my own
hand.
Heero is silent while I tell him about Peter. He is always silent
at the time I answer his question and wait no matter how long it takes me to let
it out. When I finish my story, I find his finger wiping the tears on my cheeks.
I don't realize I have been crying. Damn, boys don't cry! I shove his hand and
wipe my tears angrily.
I attack him and take him again. I'm angry and
I'm hurt. I need something to release the long suppressed anger. Damn Peter, why
he betrayed me? Why he crossed side to OZ? All for money? Does lover mean
nothing for him? Damn him.
I pound into Heero. I know I'm rough this
time, but I can't stop it. I thrust and thrust and thrust. Suddenly I come so
hard that I black out without answering Heero's question.
When I come
back, the day has turned into night. I blink several times, letting my eyes
adjust to the darkness in the room. Memories of the day quickly return into my
mind. I quickly locate Heero and find out I have been sleeping over him, still
buried inside him. I slowly pull out and hear him writhing in his sleep. He must
feel really sore this time.
I turn on the light and is shocked to know
how many bite marks I have made upon him. Feeling guilty, I lift his slender
body and carry him to the bathroom. I sink into the tub with warm water and seat
him on my lap, facing me and watch him slowly come back to land of living.
He blinks to clear his sleep fogged mind and looks at me in confusion
with his beautiful blue orbs. I ignore his look, take the sponge and start
cleaning him. He winces when I scrub the sponge on one of the bite marks. I
quickly lean forward and kiss the mark gently.
"Sorry." I whisper as I
pull away from the mark and kiss the other mark, whispering my sorry again and
again. I kiss every visible bite mark and he sighs in contentment, understanding
what I want to tell him through the kisses. Does he ever feel hatred like I
feel? I don't think so. Mad yes, angry often, but hatred never.
"Why
don't you hate me for breaking your trust?" I whisper near his ear, kissing the
bite mark I made on his neck.
"You don't break my trust." He whispers
back.
I pull back and look at him. "I hurt you."
"Rough yes, but
never hurting. You never hurt me."
"But..."
He cuts my words.
"If you intend to hurt me, my face has been black and blue right now."
Well, that's true of him. His face is still as beautiful as ever, free
of scratches. The only thing I did to him was applying too many bite marks.
He speaks again, drawing my attention from his bite marks. "You're angry
at Peter."
I hate discussing about my past but I nod nevertheless. I keep
my head bowed until he takes put his hands on each of my cheek and pull my face
up to look at him.
"I'm not Peter." His breath brushes my nose as he
leans closer.
When does he know me so well?
He knows why I hate
telling my past to someone.
He knows why I don't want anybody knows me
too well.
And strangely the fact that he knows all my past doesn't annoy
me. It feels like he has the right to know and I'm contented with
that.
"I won't betray you." He whispers again. His words like a salve to
my wounds that kept opening after Peter's betrayal. Funny that his four words
heal my wounds completely. I feel overwhelmed and lean forward, kissing him on
his lips.
I kiss him for the first time since I made the deal with him.
I can feel him tense in surprise but quickly melts in my kiss. His lips
were so soft, I wish I kissed him from the start but I know my reason not to
kiss him. I even dodged and pulled away when he tried to kiss me in our previous
couplings. But not anymore, not ever.
I pull away and quickly wash both
of us. After working on the towel, I carry him back to the bedroom and lay him
on his untouched bed. I slide next to him and he quickly turns and snuggles into
me like he uses to do for the past days. I hug him and caress his back and hair.
We lay there in silence for some moments until he once again breaks the silence.
"Why did you never kiss me on the mouth before?"
I chuckle. He
still hasn't forgotten that I haven't paid him yet. I laugh out loud and freely
for the first time after Peter's betrayal. It seems my plug has been pulled and
the laughter flows freely from my mouth. I can't stop laughing. He looks at me
in confusion and worries but he does nothing to stop me. Finally my laughter
subsides and I get stomachache as the result but it's fine with me.
I
look at him, smiling freely and genuinely that he looks at me in astonishment.
He looks so cute that I can't help but kissing him again. It's night but I feel
the room as bright as daylight, all because he is with me. And at that time, I
know I don't dread answering any questions he asks me.
I'm not afraid to
admit my feelings for him anymore.
"I only kiss the person I love." I
give my answer and watch as emotions playing and changing on his usually stoic
face. Surprise, shock, realization, understanding, and then acceptance. He now
is like a blind person who is just given sight. He looks at me and smiles his
first genuine smile.
"I love you too, Duo."
I smile back, not
too surprised at his admission. I have guessed about it since the time he agreed
to my deal. "Is that the reason why you want to know about me?"
He looks
thoughtful as if he just got an answer he has been looking for so long. He then
nods and smiles that melting smile again.
I kiss him.
He kisses
me back.
We make love that night.
This time he doesn't ask me
any more questions.
For he has known everything about me.
This
time...
I ask him the question.
OWARI
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