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Poor Heero *sigh* But then he looks darn good chained up. Or down. Or in any other position.
No sex yet, tho. Will try to write more of that later.
In other news, I want more 'Special'. HOW DARE THAT AUTHOR END IT THERE??? *growl*
Oh, and I discovered Andromeda slash fiction. I didn't even know the show, but that Tyr Anasazi man is hot. And that Nietschean society... Alpha and beta males business... Survival of the fittest... Dangerousness... even spikes on their forearms! Yum.
It had to be at least four hours now that the dragon had snuffed out the candles. And Heero still couldn't sleep. But then, he was lying on a cold stone flood, in a cold and damp cave, with nothing to warm himself up or make himself comfortable, and he was tied down. At least the dragon had had the kindness to unchain him from where he had been up against the wall to chain him down on the ground, a few feet away from the bed like some fucking dog – once he had let the Lupine scream and howl enough against the incredible gall the bastard had demonstrated by toying with his mind like that. What was the fucker trying to do? Fuck him mentally since, for whatever reason, he had decided Heero wasn't fun enough to do it physically?
Feh. At least, physically, he could handle... well, handle better than mentally. Physical healed, at least, after a while. Mental...
He hated him. Hated his cockiness, the way he lorded over them both, the way he chained him up or down or however he pleased like a dog, and hated even more the fact that if he wanted something so basic as to sleep in a warmer and more comfortable way, he would have to ask him. And he wouldn't even be sure to get it.
Oh, and his Duo was sleeping soundlessly in a fluffy, warm bed, cuddling the sonofabitch who had captured them in the first place.
But of course that wasn't the main reason the Wolf wasn't able to find some sleep. Of course not.
He shivered, once, unable to stop himself, and tried to tuck his knees higher to keep more body heat, but the chain rattled slightly, tugging at his ankles – of course, to prevent the risk for kicks, the dragon had not left him much slack. Heero snorted mentally. It was not as if admitting to himself that he was cold would do anything, he was the only one awake... He glanced toward the bed, they would be snoring the night away without a care, he was sure...
Two black eyes, even darker than the darkness around them, were looking at him. Heero tensed, and pushed against his bonds to try to straighten up. The way he was chained made it awkward, though, so he only managed to push himself in a somewhat sitting position after one minute of struggles that probably made him look ridiculous. Pissed off, he turned his back on the bed and tried to will himself asleep.
Suddenly, Heero found himself lifted off the cold ground by two strong arms encircling his torso, blocking his arms along his sides. He snarled and kicked, trying to get enough leverage, but Wufei only leaned back and lifted him completely, so that he couldn't touch the floor at all. He struggled, tried to break free, but there were tentacles around his furred legs and he couldn't.
"Duo is sleeping. Don't make me gag you," Wufei whispered in his ear. Heero growled low in his throat when Wufei's breath ruffled the fine, sensitive fur over the inside of his ear, and flopped it down to limit the access. Chuckling nearly silently, Wufei nuzzled it, and Heero threw his head on the side before turning his face to snap at Wufei's nose. He missed him, tough, and, still grumbling, tried to put as much space as possible between the back of his head and Wufei's face.
He was moved away, then dropped on the bed, face first, on the opposite side of Duo, and before he could think about doing anything, Wufei's chest pressed into his back, hard, driving him into the soft mattress. There was a click as the chain between his ankles was fastened to a big padlock, then the weight disappeared over his legs, but that didn't do him much good since the chain was too short to even let him bend his legs much. He arched his back hard to throw the dragon off, but the bastard only made himself heavier, plastering his torso against Heero's backside and rubbing his hips and belly over the Lupine's ass.
The wolf was suddenly glad that his captor was not equipped like a mammal down there; Wufei would've only had to move Heero's tail out of the way to mount him.
The wolf hissed between his clenched teeth. The idea made him nauseous.
Wufei propped his own upper body up using Heero's back and shoulder as support, driving him deeper in the mattress, and caught one of his wrists. He undid the handcuff and twisted Heero's arm above his head to cuff it back to a chain coming from the headboard, then did the same for his other hand, before sliding off the wolf.
Lifting his face off the soft covers, Heero glared for all he was worth and tried to turn on the side so that he would not turn his back to Wufei once again. He had just discovered why it was such a bad idea; he didn't want to try again.
Purring in his sleep, Duo huddled close to him, nuzzling at his chest, and Heero blinked, his anger half forgotten already.
"Uhhm... 'eero..."
The wolf lowered his eyes on the brown head currently nuzzling his throat to nestle closer, and took a deep breath. A lung-full of Duo-smell was enough to do his frayed nerves a lot of good; he could feel the tension seep out of his muscles already.
Wufei was going back to his side of the bed and laying down, closing his eyes as if the two mammals who currently shared his bed didn't even exist for him, and so, after waiting some time to make sure that he truly wasn't paying any attention to them, Heero authorized himself to nuzzle an auburn-furred ear poking out of Duo's long hair. He breathed the deliciously comforting smell deeply once again, his eyelids dropping against his will, and started when he felt that he was getting sleepy. But he was warm and comfortable and Duo was pressed against him...
He blinked hard. He had to keep an eye on Wufei, he didn't know what the bastard would do and he refused to be surprised again.
Duo was purring softly, his unbound arms coming to circle Heero's waist, ruffling the line of fur following his backbone, his knee pressing gently and insistently between his own, and it was just so easy to give way, just a little, to trap Duo's slim and muscled hind leg between his thighs, their furs caressing each other's.
His eyes abandoned Wufei's seemingly asleep shape to go unfocused on Duo's hair. He blinked, once, twice. Damn eyes were crossing. He would not sleep.
He would not!
Duo nuzzled his neck, purring again, and he closed his eyes just one second, enjoying the feel, wanting to believe that they were back to their den and that all of that had just been a very strange indigestion-induced dream.
His only regret, he thought just before falling asleep, was that he could not lower his arms enough to envelop his kitten in his embrace.
Then, he slept.
No sex yet, tho. Will try to write more of that later.
In other news, I want more 'Special'. HOW DARE THAT AUTHOR END IT THERE??? *growl*
Oh, and I discovered Andromeda slash fiction. I didn't even know the show, but that Tyr Anasazi man is hot. And that Nietschean society... Alpha and beta males business... Survival of the fittest... Dangerousness... even spikes on their forearms! Yum.
It had to be at least four hours now that the dragon had snuffed out the candles. And Heero still couldn't sleep. But then, he was lying on a cold stone flood, in a cold and damp cave, with nothing to warm himself up or make himself comfortable, and he was tied down. At least the dragon had had the kindness to unchain him from where he had been up against the wall to chain him down on the ground, a few feet away from the bed like some fucking dog – once he had let the Lupine scream and howl enough against the incredible gall the bastard had demonstrated by toying with his mind like that. What was the fucker trying to do? Fuck him mentally since, for whatever reason, he had decided Heero wasn't fun enough to do it physically?
Feh. At least, physically, he could handle... well, handle better than mentally. Physical healed, at least, after a while. Mental...
He hated him. Hated his cockiness, the way he lorded over them both, the way he chained him up or down or however he pleased like a dog, and hated even more the fact that if he wanted something so basic as to sleep in a warmer and more comfortable way, he would have to ask him. And he wouldn't even be sure to get it.
Oh, and his Duo was sleeping soundlessly in a fluffy, warm bed, cuddling the sonofabitch who had captured them in the first place.
But of course that wasn't the main reason the Wolf wasn't able to find some sleep. Of course not.
He shivered, once, unable to stop himself, and tried to tuck his knees higher to keep more body heat, but the chain rattled slightly, tugging at his ankles – of course, to prevent the risk for kicks, the dragon had not left him much slack. Heero snorted mentally. It was not as if admitting to himself that he was cold would do anything, he was the only one awake... He glanced toward the bed, they would be snoring the night away without a care, he was sure...
Two black eyes, even darker than the darkness around them, were looking at him. Heero tensed, and pushed against his bonds to try to straighten up. The way he was chained made it awkward, though, so he only managed to push himself in a somewhat sitting position after one minute of struggles that probably made him look ridiculous. Pissed off, he turned his back on the bed and tried to will himself asleep.
Suddenly, Heero found himself lifted off the cold ground by two strong arms encircling his torso, blocking his arms along his sides. He snarled and kicked, trying to get enough leverage, but Wufei only leaned back and lifted him completely, so that he couldn't touch the floor at all. He struggled, tried to break free, but there were tentacles around his furred legs and he couldn't.
"Duo is sleeping. Don't make me gag you," Wufei whispered in his ear. Heero growled low in his throat when Wufei's breath ruffled the fine, sensitive fur over the inside of his ear, and flopped it down to limit the access. Chuckling nearly silently, Wufei nuzzled it, and Heero threw his head on the side before turning his face to snap at Wufei's nose. He missed him, tough, and, still grumbling, tried to put as much space as possible between the back of his head and Wufei's face.
He was moved away, then dropped on the bed, face first, on the opposite side of Duo, and before he could think about doing anything, Wufei's chest pressed into his back, hard, driving him into the soft mattress. There was a click as the chain between his ankles was fastened to a big padlock, then the weight disappeared over his legs, but that didn't do him much good since the chain was too short to even let him bend his legs much. He arched his back hard to throw the dragon off, but the bastard only made himself heavier, plastering his torso against Heero's backside and rubbing his hips and belly over the Lupine's ass.
The wolf was suddenly glad that his captor was not equipped like a mammal down there; Wufei would've only had to move Heero's tail out of the way to mount him.
The wolf hissed between his clenched teeth. The idea made him nauseous.
Wufei propped his own upper body up using Heero's back and shoulder as support, driving him deeper in the mattress, and caught one of his wrists. He undid the handcuff and twisted Heero's arm above his head to cuff it back to a chain coming from the headboard, then did the same for his other hand, before sliding off the wolf.
Lifting his face off the soft covers, Heero glared for all he was worth and tried to turn on the side so that he would not turn his back to Wufei once again. He had just discovered why it was such a bad idea; he didn't want to try again.
Purring in his sleep, Duo huddled close to him, nuzzling at his chest, and Heero blinked, his anger half forgotten already.
"Uhhm... 'eero..."
The wolf lowered his eyes on the brown head currently nuzzling his throat to nestle closer, and took a deep breath. A lung-full of Duo-smell was enough to do his frayed nerves a lot of good; he could feel the tension seep out of his muscles already.
Wufei was going back to his side of the bed and laying down, closing his eyes as if the two mammals who currently shared his bed didn't even exist for him, and so, after waiting some time to make sure that he truly wasn't paying any attention to them, Heero authorized himself to nuzzle an auburn-furred ear poking out of Duo's long hair. He breathed the deliciously comforting smell deeply once again, his eyelids dropping against his will, and started when he felt that he was getting sleepy. But he was warm and comfortable and Duo was pressed against him...
He blinked hard. He had to keep an eye on Wufei, he didn't know what the bastard would do and he refused to be surprised again.
Duo was purring softly, his unbound arms coming to circle Heero's waist, ruffling the line of fur following his backbone, his knee pressing gently and insistently between his own, and it was just so easy to give way, just a little, to trap Duo's slim and muscled hind leg between his thighs, their furs caressing each other's.
His eyes abandoned Wufei's seemingly asleep shape to go unfocused on Duo's hair. He blinked, once, twice. Damn eyes were crossing. He would not sleep.
He would not!
Duo nuzzled his neck, purring again, and he closed his eyes just one second, enjoying the feel, wanting to believe that they were back to their den and that all of that had just been a very strange indigestion-induced dream.
His only regret, he thought just before falling asleep, was that he could not lower his arms enough to envelop his kitten in his embrace.
Then, he slept.
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And yeah, as soon as it's finished, we're gonna post that fic everywhere it can go. Message boards, mailing lists, yadda yadda. (we are, after all, unrepentant feedback whores) And it's getting hosted on my site, too. JUst if someone needs to read it all again (but I doubt it. The three of us must be the only ones to read and read it over again and again and again.... uhm.)
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Gonna finish the next scene, then post it ^_^ It's sweet then angsty then hot... if I can manage to write it hot. (still not finished.) Voyeur!Fei!!! Wheeee!!!
sweet!
PS you're so right about Tyr Anasazi... HOT! *drools*
Re: sweet!
As for Tyr, he's a sex god. I've been reading fanfics about him since yesterday. I'm hooked. @_____@ chainmail and leather..... wheee!!