White | Silver | Black
Pairings: 6x2 (primary), also 1x3 (just in chapter 1)
Disclaimer: The characters belong to Sotsu, Sunrise, Bandai Entertainment, I neither claim them nor certainly make any money off them!
Rating: Lemony in places
Archive: "Orphans" is at "Tresses: The 6x2 ML Archive" at: http://6x2ml.cjb.net/ (This story will be archived there as well.)
Time Setting: Post-series, three years later (minus events in Ground Zero, Blind Target, Endless Waltz as when I started "Orphans", I hadn't seen or read about these yet)
Summary: Zechs and Duo are planning to get married.
Note: The vast bulk of this was written well over a year ago, all but chapter six. Just FYI.
The reception was as noisy and boisterous as expected, the steak dinner excellent, the speeches short, the music snappy, and even Wufei appeared to have a good time. Duo managed to resist pushing wedding cake all over Zechs's face so that he would be able to lick it off; Zechs had discreetly suggested saving that for later so that Relena would not be so mortified.
The party roared on for a good four hours until everyone was tired of dancing. Relena ended up being the hostess after all, and cheerfully said good-bye to all the guests for her brother who'd managed to slip out quietly with his new husband.
Instead of embarking on their journey to visit the other Peacegardens right away, the newly-weds had chosen to simply spend a couple nights in their home. Relena and Quatre were planning to go to C-125 with Heero and Trowa to visit them for a while; Zechs and Duo would therefore catch up with all of them again on the last stop of their tour before going to Earth.
Not even moderately groggy from the minute bit of wine they'd allowed themselves at dinner, a grinning Zechs carried his equally grinning spouse over the threshold of their home. He managed to close the door with his foot, and even more, managed somehow to carry a suddenly wiggly Duo to their big bed.
Duo landed on his rump and kicked off his formal, short boots all in one motion, already laughing with glee in anticipation of the night's revelry. "Whooo, this will be a night of nights!" he declared, pulling the cravat from his neck and shucking off the long, formal coat. A moment later he realized Zechs was just standing there, watching him with an enigmatic look on his face. "Huh? Zechs?"
[I died a little today,] Zechs was reflecting, his mood turned abruptly somber. [But despite the risk, I needed to allow myself that dependency on him... at least for now while I'm still healing. Just... for now...]
Realizing Duo had spoken to him, Zechs straightened and moistened his lips to speak. "You have given me so much, my darling Angel," he breathed. He rescued the formal Sankian coat before Duo could toss it on the floor and laid it aside on a chair. "You've given me my heart and soul back."
"Aww, Zechs," Duo sighed, peering up at his solemn husband through his chestnut bangs. "I might talk too much, but you, my dear, definitely *think* too much! Can't you just get naked now and fuck me into next year?"
Zechs smiled but stood his ground. "You have nothing to worry about, Angel. I most certainly am going to do plenty of fucking."
"Whooo-hoo!" Duo crowed. He'd still been shedding his clothes while they talked. He chuckled when Zechs rescued the silk shirt and cravat; Duo had been on the verge of balling them up into a wad. "So what the hell are you waiting for?"
Still the tall blond remained where he was, watching his darling angel husband all but bounce on the bed. Slowly he cleared his throat and spoke. "My Duo... I nearly lost you today..."
"Huh?" Duo, sitting on his heels, straightened suddenly. "Zechs, don't you go off the deep end on me again with one of your blue moods..."
A gesture from an elegant hand hushed the younger man. "No, I need to talk about this, Duo. Now... for a moment." Zechs glanced down, releasing a sigh. "Just for a moment."
Worried, Duo bit his lip. [Is he still this fragile? Damn, I was hoping... but I guess today did throw him for a loop. Damn...] "Sure, Zechs, whatever you need," he replied in a small voice.
[This isn't good,] Zechs thought, seeing the anxiety in his husband's expression. [This is our wedding night...]
He closed his eyes for a moment. "When you were... gone from me today, I felt completely out of control... like floating in space only worse. My emotions shut down... *I* shut down. It was a terrible feeling, like something was being ripped from my being. And though we were reunited and were able to get married, I still feel like I need to get something back..." He opened his eyes; they were faintly glistening. "I need to get that control back, Duo. I need to claim you, make you mine forever, but also I need..." He stopped and shook his head, not having the words.
Duo sat up and reached to lay a hand on his husband's forearm. "I know what you need," he murmured, his expression serious now. "Besides the claiming... which I want very much, too! You need... to fly."
"To... fly?" Zechs gaped at him for a moment, then blew out his breath in relief. "You understand..."
"I was a pilot, too," Duo replied, winking at him. Busily he worked off his pants and stockings as he explained. "This is something we both know very well! You need to ride that wild beast, don't you? Heh, and I will gladly be that wild beast for you, Heart!"
An image flashed in the older man's mind - Duo, writhing beneath him on the kitchen floor. [I've contemplated enough already! It's time... Mmmm, and I think I know how to get us both in the mood...]
"If only we truly can fly together, my Angel," Zechs murmured, his voice dropping into his dangerously silken, sultry range. "If we could soar through the heavens as one...."
[You big bastard,] Duo thought with glee, immediately recognizing the seductive shift in his husband's posture, [your damn voice is priming me, and I'm thrilled that it is... whoooo!] Naked at last, he released his hair from its tie and shook it out. [Two can play that game...] "Of course we can, silly," he replied, his own voice dropping to a purr as he laid back on the bed, the glorious chestnut mass spilling over his chest and hips.
The ice blue eyes widened. Zechs felt himself harden, watching his little husband's display. "It is my fervent wish," he continued, moistening his lips, "to give you a night we will remember the rest of our lives."
"Oh, God," Duo breathed. [He's got something planned... I noticed he hardly drank anything at dinner - which is why I laid off it, too - it was because he wanted to be cold sober for this!] He resisted the urge to rub at his now rampant erection, but clearly Zechs wanted to run this show. "Heart, if you can top this crazy day for memories, I'm so there with you!" He bent his knees and opened his legs so that his arousal was more apparent.
Zechs widened his eyes even more at the wanton show, feeling his own need spike abruptly. There had always been this sharp electricity between himself and Duo, even that first night, and the memory excited him deliciously. "Mmmm, you certainly are," he murmured, abruptly feeling overheated in his formal clothes. "And I am way overdressed!" Smiling a little, he removed his cravat.
"I should say so!" Duo crowed, then proceeded to make his husband's condition much worse by wriggling his fanny on the bed, making his rampant cock waggle back and forth. "This any incentive for you, big stud?"
A growl emitted from Zechs's throat as he hastily undid his pants to free his own straining erection. "God, you little beast," he uttered, pausing to shed boots and pants. "You're lethal, you know that? That hair, that lithe, little muscular body of yours, that pretty cock and that evil expression on your face right now should be registered as weapons!"
Duo himself was absorbed in his fevered husband's hasty disrobing as the long, hard shaft and lean, hard-muscled legs were revealed. "Damn, Zechs," he breathed, his excitement growing to match the other's, "if I'm a weapon, then you are too! That *thing* ought to be worshipped by the masses as the phallus of the god... and thousands of sweet, round male asses should be presented to you for the appropriate 'sacrifice'!"
Zechs laughed, pausing to strike a pose, naked from the waist down now, still wearing the formal Sankian coat, vest, and shirt. "Just one sweet, round male ass will do just fine, my little mate!" Then he stared as Duo was verily gaping at him. "What?"
With the back of his hand, Duo wiped drool from the corner of his mouth. "Shit, do you know how hot that looks - you half-naked like that?"
"Um?" Zechs had shifted his weight back on one heel, his fist perched on a slim hip. His long platinum hair spilled to just below his waist over the stiff shirttail and the edge of his brocaded green and gold vest.
Duo chuckled darkly, drawing his knees up in front of him. "Just unbutton everything and leave it on, will you? I want you like this!"
"Yeah?" Zechs chuckled as well, for normally he was the one barking orders hissed in eager passion. "Well, I do want you to reach... everything..." He winked as he began unbuttoning the vest and shirt.
Duo drank in the sight as more creamy golden skin was revealed but not entirely, hiding tantalizingly beneath the folds of clothes that now hung open. "Oh, man... okay, you are way too far away now, and I'm in a REALLY terrible condition!" Comically he threw himself on his back again, clutching at his groin like he was in pain. "Oh, damn, you ain't even touched me yet and I'm about to come!"
"Well, we don't want you to be miserable, do we?" Zechs drawled slowly as he approached. "In fact, I want you to be quite comfortable for your... ride..." He winked again as he leaned over Duo, placing his hands to either side of his husband's waist. "Shall I?"
"Shall you what... OOMPH!" Duo nearly shouted as Zechs abruptly went down on him. Watching that silken mouth take in his full length in one fluid motion was nearly enough to send him over the edge. Panting already, Duo filled his hands with platinum hair as he thrust upwards, trying not to use too much force. "Damn you! Forgive me, baby Heart, I can't help it, I need to fuck too bad... oh, SHIT!" Throwing his head back, he managed to settle into a more controlled rhythm as Zechs worked his cock expertly. "Oh, damn... oh, damn..."
In moments the words had dissolved into grunts precisely as Duo's brain dissolved into pure mush. As pleasure shuddered through his body, he couldn't help wriggle and push up into the mouth and throat which were the cause. Abruptly an answering grunt from Zechs and a clenching of hands on his hips pinned him more firmly in place, an act of control which Duo reveled in, his man making him hold more still for him.
Then he fought even the grip of his husband as his orgasm crashed through his body. Duo yelled Zechs's name as he spent himself within that muscular throat, pure delicious sensation running amok through his nervous system. His hands pulled bed linens loose beside him as he tried to get a hold of something, then reached down to clasp his man's shoulders.
Zechs took his time draining every drop, making sure every last shudder of pleasure was extracted until Duo relaxed completely. Then, as he gently released his husband's member and levered up, he found himself falling backwards as Duo suddenly threw himself into his arms, nearly causing them both to tip off the bed.
"Angel?" Zechs murmured in inquiry as the trembling younger man buried his face in the crook of his man's neck. "Was it good, baby?"
A deep chuckle was emitted. "Damn, there just ain't words... oh, SHIT, Heart, that was..." Then another sound emerged, suspiciously like a sniffle. "Heart-love, I..."
"Duo?" Zechs stroked the spilled chestnut hair to soothe him.
The arms tightened around his neck. "I know we're just getting started," Duo murmured in a considerably subdued voice. "But... fuck, that was so... incredible... oh, Z...Zechs..."
Zechs folded his trembling husband more firmly into his embrace, nuzzling the top of the other's head with his chin. "You are incredible, little love. I can't begin to repay you for what you've done for me, so all I can do is love you as best I can for the rest of my life."
"D...deal," Duo replied, rubbing his nose contentedly against Zechs's windpipe. "Ditto for me, baby. Ditto..."
After a long moment of close cuddling like that, Duo gasped to feel Zechs release him then remove his arms from around his neck. When they parted, he saw in wonder the solemn expression on Zechs's face. "Heart?" he asked in a small voice. "It's time, isn't it?"
Zechs nodded, then began to remove the rest of his clothes, laying the elaborate dress coat, then vest and shirt along the end of the bed. "Lay back," he ordered quietly.
Duo grinned. "Oh, yeah, I'm gonna do just that..." Then his smile broadened as Zechs crawled back up the length of the bed to lay his body on top of his. "Mmmm, I need proper taking!"
"Indeed you do," Zechs murmured, then dove in to kiss Duo deeply as he slid his hands beneath the other's shoulder blades to hold him.
[He's more serious right now,] Duo considered, though he kissed back with equal enthusiasm. [He's thinking again about the abduction. Damn, I have to always be on my guard. I can handle myself... that was just plain stupid of me to get into a situation like that. Until he's well... eh, heck, I'm just never going to let it happen. I never, ever, want to see him like... that...]
Moments later Zechs ended the kiss and lifted his head enough to look into the wide cobalt blue eyes that gazed back at him, wondering. "I need this, baby," he whispered, his expression serious yet tender. "You're mine now. I made you mine in words earlier, but now I need to back that up in fact, and claim you as my mate, my spouse... my own husband. Are you ready to be all mine, Angel?"
"You know it, Heart," Duo breathed, his eyes shining. There was a twinge of worry in him yet, however, as he understood all too well why Zechs was being so emphatic about this. It was more than their wedding night and this was more than just their first night of sex as married partners. This was a sealing of a bond between them that both knew they needed like breathing. "I belong to you, body, heart and soul, my Heart, my Zechs." Despite their solemnity, he couldn't help wiggling his hips a bit under Zechs's weight to stir things along nature's course. "Let's do that body part now, eh?"
Zechs smiled, his tender expression melting into warmth at last. "Yes, let's do just that!" Then that old magic electricity raced between them again like so many times before, kindling the fire that drew them together.
"SHIT!" Duo crowed, laughing as Zechs's mouth and hands were abruptly all over him, and he began to eagerly reciprocate, touching and caressing and kissing what he could of his tall, golden man. [Those reflexes are as sharp as ever,] he rejoiced within, loving that aspect of the former ace pilot. [I'm gonna get so fucked and so soon - YEAH!]
Then he let out a happy yelp as Zechs's fingers found his entrance and began to gently stretch him. "Yeah, baby, like that," Duo cooed, opening his legs wider even as he pressed his once-more rampant erection against his lover's hip. "Damn, and I'm so ready for you again..."
"I like that," Zechs breathed huskily, shifting to slide his own hardness over Duo's. As he talked, he reached to snag the bottle of lubricant always at hand on the head of their bed. "I love everything about you, my little beast... what was that you called yourself before the wedding?"
Another laugh and a loud yipe as the now-slickened probing reached to his prostate. "Whoooo, 'at's nice! Um, I think it was 'your feisty little angel, your huggy-beastie-baby-boy'!"
"That was it," Zechs murmured, his voice going even deeper, more sultry. "Damn, I love you feisty, you wonderful little monster!" He punctuated his words with a deeper intrusion. The effect on his husband was immediate; Duo moaned and tossed his head from side to side. "Oh, did you like that, too?"
"S...shit..." Duo gasped. "Okay, if I'm a monster, you're a fire-breathing angel of light and together I think we're going to set the sky on fire! God, Zechs, just fuck me and put me out of my misery!"
"In a moment," Zechs purred, and laughed softly, laying another trail of kisses against Duo's face and neck. "I didn't know angels breathed fire, Duo."
Duo was busy petting the spilled platinum around his husband's shoulders as well as adding his own kisses to whatever he could reach. "You do, Heart. You're a special angel, so loving, all gold and silk and white. Your voice, your touch, the look in your eyes, man, they set me on fire..." He shivered, writhing against the muscular body covering him.
Zechs levered up enough to look him in the eye. Once again... electricity raced between them, hot, sweet, like white lightning. They both gasped, then dove in again for a searing kiss. Duo drew his knees up along his sides as a hand pressed against the back of a thigh, then moaned into his husband's mouth as he felt the tip of Zechs's cock at his opening. With a second noise more animalian than human, he pulled at the other's shoulders to lever himself downward just as Zechs thrust into him fully. They came together, fitting perfectly, still feeding off one another's mouths.
Then, holding each other tightly, they began to move in a synchronous rhythm, Zechs thrusting deeply as Duo fit his arms around his waist and pulled himself down to meet him. Bodies meshed together into one sinuously flowing beast, they moved as one in a feverish dance of primal energies, bonded lust stirred to rampant fire. Hands, mouths could not keep still either, nor could voices as the two newly-mated men grunted and moaned their mutual passion.
Before too long, Duo screamed his man's name as yet another orgasm crested. Zechs followed only a couple seconds later, covering his husband's scream with his mouth as he moaned helplessly, then kissed him deeply as if to steal his very breath as the convulsions shuddered through both their bodies. Duo, though gasping, kissed back just as fervently, clutching Zechs's shoulders in a fierce grip.
A moment later, laughing as he pulled out of the kiss, Zechs unexpectantly rolled them over while still deep within Duo. As the chestnut hair was thrown into an even more riotous mess, hands settled firmly at Duo's waist.
Duo, gasping, looked down into eyes of feral ice blue. Then he grinned, matching the evil grin on his husband's face. Cobalt narrowed to demonic indigo.
"Now, ride, you!" the golden angel commanded.
Laughing, Duo let loose a blood-curdling yell of triumph and proceeded to ride his husband's cock, already revived to eager hardness.
Together they flew, riding the wild beast, burning in blazing white lightning.
Together they sealed their mating bond, sealing their future together.
And that fire, that white lightning, proceeded to burn bright all night long, healing hearts and spirits.
Until the morning sun rose and in that house there were no more orphans.
Ever again.
The End
The Czarina Merquise