Now this is the second part which is all I have typed. All the lovely lemons that I know you guys are reading for are in the third part. So if you want me to type up the third part, give me loads of feedback so I'll be motivated! Oh yes and this part introduces Heero's semi-infamous leather pants!
It was weeks before Heero ventured out to a club again. Weeks since he had seen the two long haired ex-pilots. He found himself waking up in the middle of the night covered in sweat from another about them. His iron contgrol simply didn't seem to extend to fantasies about those two. He wanted to be pressed between the two, touching them intimately.
Nothing seemed to satisfy the pulsing hunger consuming him. He'd done all he could to satisfy the craving, the burning inside him. He wondered if he was becoming obsessed with the pair. Heero knew they were the ones who ignited this in him and he knew only they could quench it.
Heero was dressed to kill and get attention. He wore a skintight, black muscle-shirt that revealed every muscle in his toned chest. He pulled on a pair of leather pants that were skin tight around his thigh and buttocks but flared out farther down. They were so tight one could see the muscles in his ass flex has he walked. He finished off the outfit with a spiked belt, a black leather dog collar and black wrist cuffs. Heero put on sturdy leather moccasins and left.
He brought a drink and waited. A deep seated instinct told him They would he here tonight. Soon a slow song with a heavy driving beat began to reverberate through the club. And he *knew* .
Heero felt like a puppet jerking at another's commands. It felt like his body was being pulled across the dance floor. There, before him was the angel he knew as Duo. He wore a white, translucent hald shirt, a thin, gold, belly chain with bells on it was wrapped around his slim, brown waist connecting at his pierced navel. Sky blue suede pants caressed long legs that ended in slim feet clad in sandals. Heero saw a white and gold choker with a blood red heart dangling from it encircling the slender column of his neck. Duo was... breathtaking.
His arms were raised, long hair flowing, caressing his rolling hips as he danced. The tight muscles of his abdomen rippled has he moved, the bells making an ethereal counterpoint to the heavy music. Those enticing, beautiful eyes were closed as the long fingered hands traveled downward. They moved over the smooth chest, the rippling abdomen, before resting on the rocking hips. It was like watching him with an invisible lover.
"Beautiful isn't he?" A voice purred, balmy, heated breath flowing over his ear. Thethroaty growl of Milliardo made Heero shiver as he watched Duo dance. "Do you want to dance with him Heero?" The voice and the words sent shocks through his body. "Or maybe," the voiced turned to a whisper, "you want to fuck him." The bells tinkled as Duo's hips rolled with the beat. Heero couldn't move his eyes away until the song was over and heavy lidded cobalt eyes looked over at him.
He felt the rough push Milliardo gave him, sending him across the floor. Heero felt the collision of his body with Duo's like an electrical shock. His erection, which had at some point passed beyond painful in the confines of his sinfully tight pants, bumped against Duo's hip.
"Hello Heero..." That husky voice purred and sputtered across his nerves making him moan. Another song started and strong arms wrapped his back, holding him in place. "Dance with me Heero... its what you want, isn't it?"
People were everywhere, pressing, groping, dancing, watching. Duo kept one arm around the small of Heero's back, other laced their fingers together and then he forced Heero's arm behind his back so that he arched into Duo's body. They started rocking to the beat, mimicking more carnal activities. And people watched the two beautiful men dancing. More than one person felt their blood become hotter as the two gyrated together.
But the dancing couple were only aware of one pair of burning eyes watching. Another coupled passed by him, jostled him, but he didn't care. Millardo had eyes only for Duo and Heero and no one else.
Heero was moaning each time Duo rocking against his aching arousal. Duo's eyes lifted from the study of Heero's face, twisted in passion and ecstasy. Smoldering cobalt surveyed the club till they locked on nail blue eyes, darker with lust. He grinned and licked his full, glistening lips. The arm wrapped around Heero's back loosened, a single finger crooking towards the blond prince.
The next thing Heero was aware of was a second pair of arms wrapped around his chest. He felt the hard heat of someone's arousal pressed against his ass. His eyelids felt heavy as he opened them and saw the glowing hair of Millardo brushing against his shoulder. He was deliciously sandwiched between them and loving the feel of their hard bodies pressed against him. He groaned when the saw the two of them kissing, tongues thrusting and filling the warm cavern of each other's mouths.
Heero found his free hand skimming up Duo's thigh to his bare waist. The skin was soft and silky under his calloused hand. His fingers brushed against the metal of the chain sending a tingle along his arm. It was warm being next to Duo's skin cool in comparison to the heat of his flesh. He stroked his thumb over the taught abdomen feeling the muscles ripple and the vibrations of Duo's groin. Milliardo and Duo broke from their kiss panting heavily, lips swollen.
Duo grinned at him, not the manic grin Heero knew, but a slower more sensuous grin that promised mind bending ecstasy. That wonderful mouth descended and Heero gasped upon feeling the sting of his teeth on the chord of his neck. Duo continued to suckle and bite at his neck while Zechs purred in his ear.
"You know what we're going to do to you Heero? We're going to tie you up and then you're going to watch as I fuck Duo so hard he screams for me. Then I'm going to fuck that tight ass of yours." This was punctuated with a hard squeeze to Heero's well muscled buttocks. "I'm going to fuck you while I watch Duo fuck that hot mouth of yours." The words and resulting images made Heero whimper, reducing him to a quivering mass of need. "Then maybe I'm gonna let Duo fuck your lovely ass while I take him again. We're going to fuck you and play with you until you beg us to do it again. And again and again..."
Heero moaned, arching against them. Milliardo's dirty words had almost made him cum in his pants.thishe He felt Duo's fingers working under the black shirt, tickling along his abs. Heero crossed an invisible line then and he knew that after this he wouldn't be able to go back. But he was too far gone to care any longer.
He felt his head being tilted back and he was looking up into lust filled blue eyes. He had a minute to draw in a breathe before Milliardo pressed their lips together in a hard kiss. He felt a hot tongue invade his mouth, skimming over the slick surfaces. It thrust in cruel mimicry of another act. Another tongue ran up from the base of his neck to his ear. Teeth nipped at the delicate lobe then the same tongue laved the tiny wound. Heero felt like he was simply a mass of aroused nerve endings under the seductive torture of the two ex-pilots.
"I don't think our little toy can take much more Milliardo..." Duo's voice had become husky with his own desire. All three were panting and Heero's legs had become weak from desire. They had put on quite the show and many were watching with obvious lust written across their faces.
They broke apart but Duo kept an arm locked around Heero's waist. His erection was painfully obvious to everyone who looked at him, clad as he was in his now painfully tight pants. He saw lusty stares, eyes dark with envy as Milliardo and Duo carefully weaved through the gyrating crowd. Every time Heero's overly sensitive skin was brushed by a stray limb he whimpered in need.
End of Part 2