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Notes: "Closer" is by Nine Inch Nails. It's good lovin'.
::you let me violate you::
Heero heard the footsteps first. He looked up at Milliardo, eyes wide.
::you let me desecrate you ::
The door slammed open, and there he was, in all of his disheveled glory: Treize Khushrenada.
::you let me penetrate you::
He walked quickly over to Milliardo, gently nudging Heero out of the way.
::you let me complicate you::
"Gomen," he murmured to the dazed man. "It was a matter of state--I had to let him." His face was contorted slightly with self-loathing. "It was the only way I could get him to sign a contract. It's for the greater good."
Heero watched Treize carefully begin to rinse off some of the blood on Milliardo.
::help me i broke apart my insides::
"He's gone?" Milliardo's voice was hoarse, a bare whisper.
"He'd best be." Treize's face tightened. "He promised he'd behave."
::help me i've got no soul to sell::
Quietly, Heero began to back toward the door.
He awoke to the door opening.
It was morning. The light shone through the curtains.
Heero sat up and saw a curtain of blonde as Milliardo sat down on the bed.
::help me the only thing that works for me::
"Thank you," he said quietly.
Heero nodded, drawing his sheets up to his chest.
::help me get away from myself::
The tall man turned. Before he knew what was happening, Heero found himself pinned under the other's weight, drowning in a bruising kiss.
::i want to fuck you like an animal::
"You know what the worst part of this is?" Milliardo whispered against Heero's mouth. "I know how it feels to be trapped."
::i want to feel you from the inside::
Heero reached up, twining his arms around the other's neck. "What if I like the cage?"
::i want to fuck you like an animal::
"Do you?"
"It's better than being tied down and raped."
::my whole existence is flawed::
"Then we won't," Milliardo said with a kind of finality. He pulled off of Heero. "You're mine, and you were expensive. I'm not about to abuse you." Something flashed through Heero's eyes; disappointment? Milliardo Peacecraft couldn't tell.
::you get me closer to god::
He ate ravenously, while the two blondes looked on in mild amusement.
"He's charming, in a street-child way," Treize Khushrenada said calmly. "He'll be good company."
::you can have my isolation::
"Yes."
Heero had been lying in bed, in silence, when he heard the creak of the door. He didn't move--just feigned sleep. The bed moaned as someone sat down on it, and moaned again as the person lay down. He flinched when the arm wrapped around him, pretending to wake.
::you can have the hate that it brings::
"Treize is gone, I take it?" he murmured.
"Just left."
He nodded.
::you can have my absence of faith::
The other arm slid under him, caressing his chest.
"I don't like to sleep alone," Heero said finally, as fingertips found his nipple. "I'm not used to it."
::you can have my everything::
"Then don't." A mouth fastened on to his neck. Heero groaned.
::help me tear down my reason::
He turned, facing Milliardo Peacecraft. He couldn't see the man's expression in the dark--could only vaguely make out his features. A hand latched firmly onto his buttocks and kneaded as he started to unbutton the other man's shirt.
Having unbuttoned the shirt, he latched onto the man's left nipple, sucking, licking. He grazed it with his teeth from time to time. Soft noises of pleasure filled his ears.
::help me it's your sex i can smell::
"Mine." It was a guttural noise. Heero paused and looked up.
His mouth was seized in a bruising kiss.
Hands slid up and down his body, making him squirm with need. He bucked his hips against Milliardo's legs, earning a soft laugh.
::help me you make me perfect::
Hands on him, sliding the boxers over his hips, off of him entirely. He reached for Milliardo's pants, only to have his hands slapped away.
"I control the pace," the man panted into his ear, before taking the lobe between his teeth.
::help me become somebody else::
The hands left him. He mewed impatiently, earning another laugh.
Then the feel of another's cock grinding against his.
::i want to fuck you like an animal::
The hands were back, kneading his buttocks, spreading them apart. Milliardo leaned away, and took his right hand with him. "Suck this," he demanded, placing his forefinger against Heero's lips.
He licked it first, and then pulled it within his mouth, simulating the best oral sex he knew how to give.
It was abruptly yanked away. "Good."
His nipple was reclaimed by the blonde, as he was rolled onto his back. Obediently, he lifted his legs, hooking them over Milliardo's shoulders.
The finger plunged in.
::i want to feel you from the inside::
It hurt; he was still sore from the last fuck he'd had, but the mouth on his nipple was working skillfully enough. Soon, the questing digit found a spot that made him whimper helplessly, tossing his head from side to side.
::i want to fuck you like an animal::
A second joined the first. . . then a third. "Please," he whispered. "Please."
"What do you call me?" Milliardo gasped.
"Please, Master, please."
::my whole existence is flawed::
The fingers withdrew, leaving him horribly empty. Finally, he felt Milliardo's tip against his entrance.
"I don't have anything to make this easier," the man said softly. "Are you sure. . .?"
Heero bucked his hips upward impatiently. "Please just fuck me, please, Master."
::you get me closer to god::
"Mine," Milliardo snarled as he plunged in.
It was slow, achingly, torturously, beautifully slow.
Heero moaned loudly, and the pace began to speed up, each stroke bringing white pinpricks of light before his eyes. Milliardo's hand reached down to pump his erection in time with the thrusts.
::through every forest above the trees::
He couldn't take much more. "Please--Master--" It was hard to force the words out. Harder still to think. "May I--Ah!--come?"
"You--don't have--to ask--for that," Milliardo panted back.
::within my stomach scraped off my knees::
He came then, his semen shooting over his chest and the other man's. He felt himself tighten around the man's shaft, and a few seconds later, the blonde screamed and collapsed atop him.
::i drink the honey inside your hive::
His consciousness drifted back to him as he realized that his stomach was being licked clean.
"Thank you," he whispered, before drifting into sleep's warm embrace.
::you are the reason i stay alive::