WARNING: This story is adult themed. If you have a problem with BDSM in any form, don't read it. Any BDSM themed story I write will follow the precepts of Safe Sane and Consensual. That's the only way I know how to play. If you have any problem with malexmale then don't read it. I will not be responsible for the narrowed minded who cannot follow directions.

Standard Disclaimers apply, I own no one recognizable, song by Depeche Mode.

Everybody's looking for someone to follow
Finding the whole thing hard to swallow
Everybody's looking for a reason to live
If you're looking for a reason I've a reason to give

Pleasure, little treasure
Everybody's looking for a new sensation
Everybody's talking about the state of the nation
Everybody's searching for a promised land
Everybody's failing to understand

Pleasure, little treasure
Everybody's looking for a reason to live
If you're looking for a reason
I've a reason to give

Pleasure, little treasure

Maternity frocks and paternity suits
If that's what you want
They're waiting for you
Everybody needs some reason or other
You'll find a reason when you discover

Pleasure, little treasure

Everybody's looking for a reason to live
If you're looking for a reason
I've a reason to give

Pleasure, little treasure

absolution
part 3

Duo had about a millisecond to compose himself before the door was wide open. Arranging his mobile features into something patient yet determined, he moved to stand in the doorway. His eyes scanned the room, noting the pristine tidiness that was the result of an overabundance of nervous energy. Finally his eyes settled on the figure that was awaiting him.

Naked. Kneeling. Head bowed forward hiding his eyes. His hands gripping so tightly as to bruise his own thighs. Heero.

Duo swallowed tightly at the sight. The light was kind to Heero, its mellow gold tones lovingly highlighting the hard planes and firm curves of his magnificent body. Duo let out a low whistle, feeling a familiar bubbling to his blood. He reached for and found his head space, slipping into it easily and comfortably. His shoulders lifted and squared, his posture an epitome of confidence and control. He moved toward Heero with firm steps.

Heero heard Duo moving toward him and tensed further. He kept his eyes resolutely on the floor. He'd never felt so unsure of himself yet his entire body tingled. He skin was sensitized to the point that every small movement of air was a caress. It was driving him crazy. He was lost in the tiny sensations when his eyes registered the sight of the toes of Duo's boots.

Duo spoke softly but firmly. "Lift your head Heero, look at me."

Heero lifted his head, his eyes travelling up Duo's body and stopping only to reverse their path. Duo looked like a walking wet dream and death on two legs at the same time. Everything about him was tight and compact. And Leather. Black Leather. Thin black leather encased his legs, moulding the muscles beneath as they rose to meet at the apex of his thighs where the leather embraced the bulging evidence of Duo's excitement. Heero's eyes were caught there for a time before lifting higher. The leather ended at Duo's waist, pressed firmly against bare skin. An open leather vest showed the line of his chest and upper abdomen and thin black leather gloves completed the picture. It was a suggestive picture. It suggested that with a slight change in attitude Duo would not look out of place picking up tricks on a dark corner or hanging with a gang of street toughs. It was all in the posture and the confidence that seemed to flow from him in waves. Heero's jaw tightened as his gaze lifted further to look at Duo's face.

Duo's expression was one of ease and comfort. His full lips curved in a slight smile as he scanned Heero's face and noted the nervousness there. His eyes held a glint of his usual mischief with an overtone of something darker and hotter.

"Are you ready Heero? Are you sure?"

Heero's head dropped, his eyes falling to stare resolutely at Duo's toes. His jaw clenched and worked but his mouth refused to open and speak. He cursed inwardly, he was not an indecisive person so why couldn't he speak? He was sure, at least he was pretty sure. Maybe. Yes. Well... damnitall...

Heero's internal monologue was cut off as Duo's fingers slipped under his chin and lifted his face. Duo's eyes met his and read the confusion there. Duo smiled and leaned forward to kiss Heero softly, a brief caress of lips on lips.

"It's ok Heero. If you don't want it then it won't happen."

Not happen? Heero's head began to shake from side to side and he finally found his voice.

"No... No... I do want it.. I do... " Heero inhaled deeply and spoke firmly. "Yes Duo, I do want it."

Duo smiled and released Heero's chin then moved to sit on his nearby bed. He reached for the night table drawer, pulled out a small bag and set it on the bed within reach. He turned to Heero and patted the bed beside him.

"Come sit."

Heero rose, not a little confused, and sat next to Duo on the bed. Duo turned, cupping Heero's face in his hands and leaning in for a slow wet kiss, the tip of his tongue teased the seam of Heero's lips and they parted easily. Duo's tongue made a leisurely foray into Heero's mouth, sliding over the wet surfaces of teeth and flesh. Heero moaned softly, a small portion of his mind wondering why he'd never kissd Duo before if this was what it was like. Duo slowly ended the kiss and Heero was about to protest when he felt lips kissing across his face and moving toward his neck. Leather clad fingertips slid down his back along the ridge of his spine as sharp teeth began to nip at the tender skin of his neck. Heero's head fell back as the sensations rose one by one to overwhelm him, heating his blood and reddening his face. Duo's fingers threaded themselves into Heero's hair, gripping firmly and holding his head back as Duo's mouth moved up Heero's neck to lick behind his ear. Duo kept his grip firm as he began whispering in Heero's ear, pinning him with grip and words.

"Do you know what I'm going to do to you Heero? Do you know what I want to do?" Duo paused to nip at Heero's earlobe. "I'm going to touch you Heero. I'm going to touch you inside and out. I'm going to redden that beautiful ass of yours till it burns. I'm going to make you scream Heero. I'm going to make you beg. I'm going to make you come."

Heero moaned loudly at the images whirling in his mind at Duo's conjuration. Heat, need and arousal were running over his body in rippling waves, pooling between his legs as his cock hardened and stood. Goosebumps rose on his skin as he shivered and his nipples pebbled into hard points. His body felt liquid and pliant yet hard and tense, all mixing together into that singular feeling that is desire. And Duo whispered on.

"For this time Heero, your body is mine. Mine to play with. Mine to touch. Mine to look at. Mine to fuck."

Heero gasped at the new images, the new sensations. His breathing hitched and quickened. He was on fire and he began to move restively, rubbing himself against Duo's leather covered thigh. Duo smiled as he felt the Heero's reaction to his words, he took one last swipe at Heero's ear then made his move.

Heero felt hazy and aware of little but the feelings coursing through him. He felt Duo's grip on him change and he was suddenly thrown face down across Duo's lap. Duo manipulated Heero's body easily, adjusting his position just so. Heero found himself stretched out, his hips square on Duo's lap, his arms and legs outward on the bed on either side of Duo's body. Heero's face burned as he realized that his ass was elevated and presented for Duo, he turned his head but was unable to see anything but the expanse of the neatly made bed.

Duo's fingers tightened in Heero's hair and held him still. Heero's first instinct was to struggle but as he began to move Duo shifted and Heero felt his cock slide between Duo's thighs to be snared and squeezed tightly by hard leather clad muscles. Heero moaned loudly and grabbed for the pillow above his head, gripping it with white knuckled fingers.

Duo began to tease the curves of Heero's ass softly, running his fingertips slowly around the contours. He smiled as he watched the flesh before him twitch and the muscles clench and release with each sensation. Heero tried to move under the tickling touches but found himself trapped, every move caused his swollen erection to rub in the leather's grasp which in turn made him forget why he was trying to move in the first place.

Duo was pleased with the response he'd evoked thus far. "Mmmm Heero.. that's very nice... but now... now we get serious.."

Heero's head lifted as Duo's hand rose high...

on to part 4

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