The room was quiet but Treize knew that he was no longer alone. He smiled to himself as he felt the bed beside him shift. “You’re late Dragon.” He murmured, drawing the slender boy close to him, pressing his heated body against the smaller boy. “I’ve been waiting a long time for you.” He whispered. It hadn’t been that long of course, every night he had his visitor. “Sorry.” Replied the smaller boy in a hushed whisper. Treize pushed him against the bed, lavishing in the feel of his naked body. “I’ve been craving you all day Dragon.” Treize said huskily. “And now, I will have you.” The dragon shuttered as Treize gently nipped at his neck. The boy withered beneath him, mewing with pleasure. Treize dug his fingers through the noticeably short hair. “You have cut your hair Dragon. I like it.” He growled playfully as he slowly slid down the teen’s body, kissing a path as he went down. The boy whimpered in pleasure, encouraging Treize. Treize licked around one of the little nubs, sucking it and even gently biting the flesh until it grew hard. Then he moved to the other side. Eager hands ran through his hair, gently pushing Treize’s head down. Treize chuckled as he ignored the boy. He used his tongue to lick a wet path down the slender, yet firm stomach until his tongue dipped into his dragon’s navel. The dragon moaned as Treize blew cool air across his chest and stomach. The boy arched into the invisible touch, whimpering when he received none. Treize chuckled again, “Patience is a virtue Dragon.” He whispered as his breath gently caressed the pale flesh beneath him. “Please…not much time…” The boy whimpered and Treize knew he was right. Treize would give anything for the time to just spend with the Gundam pilot. But he loved these times too. “Take me, please.” The voice broke as the boy whimpered. Treize moved in the dark, opening the drawer to a nightstand. He grabbed a tube and pulled it out. He opened the tube and squeezed some of the lube onto his fingers. Wordlessly he inserted a finger into his Dragon’s entrance. The boy whimpered in pain, but the pain only lasted a second. Soon a second finger joined the first, then a third. While his fingers worked he distracted the smaller being by gently sucking and nipping at the soft flesh of his neck, leaving a mark of love. When Treize knew that the boy was well prepared he withdrew his fingers, causing the boy to whimper in protest. “Soon, little one.” He whispered as the body beneath his moved, turning around and bending over. Treize applied lube to his standing member then positioned himself at his dragon’s entrance. He heard the gasp of pain as he entered slowly. “Shh Dragon, the pain will pass quickly.” He whispered as he fully sheathed himself in the tight warmth. He could feel the smaller body trembling in his arms and he moved his hand down to gently caress the boy’s heated flesh. A moan filled the air and the boy pushed back against Treize, signally that he was ready. Treize slowly moved within the tight heat and together the two lovers soared to new heights in passion and love. They collapsed in a pile of tangled limps and sheets, with chests heaving and confessions of a forever love the two settled against one another and cuddled under the blankets on the bed. “Let me see your face before you leave Dragon…it’s been so long.” Treize gently caressed a burning cheek. “Not tonight love.” The Dragon responded. “Just hold me.” With that the older man wrapped his strong arms around his lover and the two settled down for the night. Treize held firmly, making sure that the boy could not escape. Treize would see him in the morning. But as Treize woke with the sun he looked down to find an empty bed. *** Duo bounded into the kitchen and joined Trowa and Heero at the table. “I heard Wufei sneak out again.” He grinned evilly, already planning what he was going to say to tease the Chinese pilot. Wufei suddenly came into the room with Quatre shuffling in behind him. Duo grinned. “Hey Wufei, heard you leave last night again. You and Treize have fun?” He prodded. Wufei stopped and glared at the Deathscythe pilot as Quatre went to the fridge. “I don’t know what you’re talking about Maxwell, I haven’t slept with Treize in the last five months! And I was here all night last night – sleeping!” “Then who left?” Trowa wondered. Heero blinked and looked at the blonde pilot standing by the fridge, “Quatre? Where’d you get the hickey from?” ~Owari~ |
