Fic: "Naked Lunch" (Challenge theme: What's your kink?)
Title: "Naked Lunch"
Author: skellywag
Name of Requester: Sparkling Diamond PG-SSM
Pairing: 2x5(x2?)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWP...rimming...graphic sex...uh...that's about it...
A/N: While I was writing this I was strongly reminded of a really bad porn. Hence the bad porn-type title. It amused me. Also, part of the request was "First time with toys". I took that a different way than was probably intended, but it worked better that way, since it was my first time writing anything involving toys of any kind. I hope this is enjoyed nonetheless. ^^
Wufei stared, dumbfounded at what he was seeing. He couldn’t even begin to comprehend the vision with which he’d been greeted. It honestly just seemed too good to be true. After all, he’d only come to see Duo in hopes of enlisting the American for an infiltration the Preventers were hoping to coordinate in the next week…
The brunette hadn’t answered when he’d knocked, but Wufei had heard noises within. Normally he could control his curiosity, but paired with necessity, he didn’t stand a chance. Buzzers went off in the Chinese man’s brain when he realized the sounds were emanating from his friend’s bedroom, but by that time Wufei was intrigued. And, if he was perfectly honest with himself, he was aroused. After all, softly panted moans could only indicate so many things.
The bedroom door had been partly open, and Wufei had found himself peering into the room beyond before he could even stop himself or realize what he was doing. That left him where he was now, peeping in on one of his best friends like a criminal, and getting hard, besides.
Duo was spread out wantonly on the bed, completely naked. While this was generally enough to wake Wufei in the middle of the night, drenched with sweat with a raging hard-on, it was what the other young man was doing that had the Chinese youth practically panting against the doorframe.
That lithe frame arched as Duo seemed to thrust the dildo deeper inside him, a strangled moan escaping his lips. The brunette tilted his head back with pleasure, toes curling, and Wufei’s eyes devoured each and every reaction the young man had.
It was glorious, watching Duo in this private, unguarded moment. Something about it made the entire situation inexplicably more erotic. However, even as his hand wandered down to the bulge in his trousers, Wufei knew he wasn’t going to be satisfied simply by watching this display and touching himself.
He found himself propelled across the room, padding silently on bare feet. Duo seemed unaware of his presence until the bed shifted with his weight. By then, it was too late, and the Chinese man had taken hold of the dildo, forcing the brunette to slow his prior pace to a veritable crawl. At the same time, Wufei leaned his head down to Duo’s ear, worrying the lobe and flicking his tongue against the two rather large hoops the American wore.
“I hope you don’t mind,” Wufei murmured, a faint flush rising to his cheeks in response to his own presumption. “I just couldn’t help myself.”
A moan escaped Duo’s lips, and he gave over to the other man completely, releasing the toy in favour of wrapping one arm around Wufei’s neck, the other hand beginning to unbutton the shirt of his uniform. The Chinese man arched towards those fingers encouragingly, a quiet gasp drawn from his lips. He honestly hadn’t expected the brunette to react to him in such a way, but Duo seemed like he could quite possibly be too horny to care.
It wasn’t long before Wufei’s shirt had been removed, with some careful maneouvering on both their parts so that the Chinese man didn’t so much as pause the slow, teasing thrusts of the dildo. His trousers were pushed away just as hastily, and then he was free to make his way fully onto the bed and between Duo’s thighs.
He leaned up, pressing their bodies together with a soft moan, inadvertently thrusting the toy harder and deeper into the man beneath him. Wufei never hesitated, dropping his head to press a trail of kisses down the brunette’s sternum and abdomen, idly licking away the light sheen of perspiration that had developed on Duo’s skin. When he was level with the American’s navel, his eyes darted up to violet orbs, his expression mischievious. “How long have you had this?” he murmured throatily, leaning down to take the hoop between his teeth and tug at it playfully. He was gratified when Duo’s stomach arched towards him, and he dipped his tongue into the man’s navel without a thought.
“A year or so,” Duo gasped, his toes curling with pleasure. “I was thinking about getting something a bit further south, but chickened out at the last minute,” he admitted in a near whisper, his tone thick with lust and mindless of his words.
The brunette found himself dissatisfied with how things were progressing, however, and after several moments he pushed Wufei onto his back, settling himself between the Chinese man’s thighs without hesitation. His internal muscles clenched almost instinctively around the intrusion within him as he seized up a pillow and jammed it beneath Wufei’s hips.
Duo regarded the other man with a wolfish grin, tilting his head down to lick up the underside of Wufei’s length slowly, before dipping down further and thrusting his tongue rather abruptly into the man’s entrance. He grasped Wufei’s hips tightly as he pressed his lips to the pucker of muscle, forcing his tongue as deeply as it would go and wiggling it teasingly.
Wufei’s eyes opened wide, and he emitted a startled gasp at the sudden, wholly unexpected action, though the sound soon dissolved into a low groan. If he’d been in his right mind, he would have objected to what Duo was doing to him, but as it was, he obviously wasn’t in his right mind, and hadn’t been since he’d arrived.
The Chinese man found himself powerless to resist the force that was Duo Maxwell, as well as unwilling. That tongue within him felt so strange, yet at the same time, he wanted more. He moaned, grasping blindly at the sheets and arching his hips desperately.
Duo couldn’t believe the responses he was eking from the other man; he honestly hadn’t expected Wufei to tolerate being subjugated even this much… But while he was at it, he decided to push his luck; after all, the Chinese man had invaded his apartment…
“Mmmm…” the brunette moaned softly, flexing his muscles around the hardness within him as he sat up and shifted forward, wedging himself between Wufei’s thighs. He paused there, his erection poised at the man’s opening. Despite the liberties he was taking, Duo wasn’t about to force himself on anyone. After all, among the possible consequences for doing such a thing to Wufei, death was ranked a pretty likely possibility.
“What are you waiting for?” Wufei choked out, the hardness pressing against him promising a far more satisfying penetration than the American’s tongue had provided. He sat up, rocking his hips towards Duo’s while reaching around to grasp the toy that still protruded from the man and thrust it deeper, in effect forcing the brunette into his body.
Both men emitted simultaneous gasps, Duo finishing what Wufei had started and filling the body beneath him completely. He paused only a moment, and not really long enough to let Wufei stretch to accommodate him, before he began a quick rhythm of thrusts.
A mindless groan escaped the Chinese man’s throat as he arched to meet Duo thrust for thrust, forcing the American’s length successively deeper within him. Any pain he was experiencing was secondary and easily ignored. At the same time, albeit rather distractedly due to the pleasure coiling in his abdomen and the awkwardness of their positions, Wufei continued impaling Duo with the dildo, enjoying the way the brunette writhed against him. He liked the fact that even being taken, he maintained some semblance of control. “Harder,” he growled, his tone leaving no room for doubt that he was issuing an order.
Duo was fairly fond of toying with Wufei, but he knew better than to do so in this situation. He increased his pace obediently, gasping with pleasure as he fought to hold off his impending release.
The Chinese man had been agonizingly aroused since he’d first realized where Duo was and why he’d been making those delicious sounds, and it had been all he could do to last even as long as he had. The increase in pace was more than he could handle, and seconds later he was crying out his release, his body as tense as a tightly-coiled spring. Once he’d regained his senses, Wufei began driving the toy deeper and harder into the American, his hips continuing to meet the man’s thrusts, albeit a bit more weakly than before. He was worn out, but stubborn; he would see this out to Duo’s climax.
Wufei was persistent; the brunette had to give him that. With the continued onslaught to his senses, it wasn’t very much longer until the pressure in Duo’s abdomen became too much, and he groaned his own finish.
He rolled off the man almost instantly, dipping his head down to lick the cooling seed from Wufei’s abdomen, a cocky grin on his lips. It was only once he was satisfied that he hadn’t missed a drop that he removed the dildo from within him and set it aside carefully. Slowly, his movements a little stiff, he sat up and regarded the other man with amusement.
“So,” he murmured, his tone somewhat breathless, but otherwise perfectly business-like. “I’m assuming that you didn’t come to see me just for this, as you were in uniform when you arrived.”
The Chinese man was far less composed, though he’d had longer to do so. He stared at the brunette as though he’d sprouted another head. Of course he’d come here for this… Wait…no… There had been another reason, but somewhere along the line he’d lost it, probably around the time he’d laid eyes on Duo, fucking himself with hard plastic.
It was several minutes before the man recalled his original intent. “I came on my lunch break to ask if you would be interested in working with the Preventers on an upcoming mission,” Wufei stated, his tone as natural as he could get it to be.
“Hmmm…” Duo murmured thoughtfully, mulling over the possibility. Violet eyes took a mischievious glint as he turned them on Wufei. “I don’t know…” he drawled slowly. “I’ll have to think about it.” He looked the Chinese man up and down, drinking in the sight of that nude body. “Why don’t you stop by here for dinner tonight, and I’ll give you my answer then.” His lips curved into a smirk. “Oh, and bring some chocolate sauce for dessert…”
Author: skellywag
Name of Requester: Sparkling Diamond PG-SSM
Pairing: 2x5(x2?)
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: PWP...rimming...graphic sex...uh...that's about it...
A/N: While I was writing this I was strongly reminded of a really bad porn. Hence the bad porn-type title. It amused me. Also, part of the request was "First time with toys". I took that a different way than was probably intended, but it worked better that way, since it was my first time writing anything involving toys of any kind. I hope this is enjoyed nonetheless. ^^
Wufei stared, dumbfounded at what he was seeing. He couldn’t even begin to comprehend the vision with which he’d been greeted. It honestly just seemed too good to be true. After all, he’d only come to see Duo in hopes of enlisting the American for an infiltration the Preventers were hoping to coordinate in the next week…
The brunette hadn’t answered when he’d knocked, but Wufei had heard noises within. Normally he could control his curiosity, but paired with necessity, he didn’t stand a chance. Buzzers went off in the Chinese man’s brain when he realized the sounds were emanating from his friend’s bedroom, but by that time Wufei was intrigued. And, if he was perfectly honest with himself, he was aroused. After all, softly panted moans could only indicate so many things.
The bedroom door had been partly open, and Wufei had found himself peering into the room beyond before he could even stop himself or realize what he was doing. That left him where he was now, peeping in on one of his best friends like a criminal, and getting hard, besides.
Duo was spread out wantonly on the bed, completely naked. While this was generally enough to wake Wufei in the middle of the night, drenched with sweat with a raging hard-on, it was what the other young man was doing that had the Chinese youth practically panting against the doorframe.
That lithe frame arched as Duo seemed to thrust the dildo deeper inside him, a strangled moan escaping his lips. The brunette tilted his head back with pleasure, toes curling, and Wufei’s eyes devoured each and every reaction the young man had.
It was glorious, watching Duo in this private, unguarded moment. Something about it made the entire situation inexplicably more erotic. However, even as his hand wandered down to the bulge in his trousers, Wufei knew he wasn’t going to be satisfied simply by watching this display and touching himself.
He found himself propelled across the room, padding silently on bare feet. Duo seemed unaware of his presence until the bed shifted with his weight. By then, it was too late, and the Chinese man had taken hold of the dildo, forcing the brunette to slow his prior pace to a veritable crawl. At the same time, Wufei leaned his head down to Duo’s ear, worrying the lobe and flicking his tongue against the two rather large hoops the American wore.
“I hope you don’t mind,” Wufei murmured, a faint flush rising to his cheeks in response to his own presumption. “I just couldn’t help myself.”
A moan escaped Duo’s lips, and he gave over to the other man completely, releasing the toy in favour of wrapping one arm around Wufei’s neck, the other hand beginning to unbutton the shirt of his uniform. The Chinese man arched towards those fingers encouragingly, a quiet gasp drawn from his lips. He honestly hadn’t expected the brunette to react to him in such a way, but Duo seemed like he could quite possibly be too horny to care.
It wasn’t long before Wufei’s shirt had been removed, with some careful maneouvering on both their parts so that the Chinese man didn’t so much as pause the slow, teasing thrusts of the dildo. His trousers were pushed away just as hastily, and then he was free to make his way fully onto the bed and between Duo’s thighs.
He leaned up, pressing their bodies together with a soft moan, inadvertently thrusting the toy harder and deeper into the man beneath him. Wufei never hesitated, dropping his head to press a trail of kisses down the brunette’s sternum and abdomen, idly licking away the light sheen of perspiration that had developed on Duo’s skin. When he was level with the American’s navel, his eyes darted up to violet orbs, his expression mischievious. “How long have you had this?” he murmured throatily, leaning down to take the hoop between his teeth and tug at it playfully. He was gratified when Duo’s stomach arched towards him, and he dipped his tongue into the man’s navel without a thought.
“A year or so,” Duo gasped, his toes curling with pleasure. “I was thinking about getting something a bit further south, but chickened out at the last minute,” he admitted in a near whisper, his tone thick with lust and mindless of his words.
The brunette found himself dissatisfied with how things were progressing, however, and after several moments he pushed Wufei onto his back, settling himself between the Chinese man’s thighs without hesitation. His internal muscles clenched almost instinctively around the intrusion within him as he seized up a pillow and jammed it beneath Wufei’s hips.
Duo regarded the other man with a wolfish grin, tilting his head down to lick up the underside of Wufei’s length slowly, before dipping down further and thrusting his tongue rather abruptly into the man’s entrance. He grasped Wufei’s hips tightly as he pressed his lips to the pucker of muscle, forcing his tongue as deeply as it would go and wiggling it teasingly.
Wufei’s eyes opened wide, and he emitted a startled gasp at the sudden, wholly unexpected action, though the sound soon dissolved into a low groan. If he’d been in his right mind, he would have objected to what Duo was doing to him, but as it was, he obviously wasn’t in his right mind, and hadn’t been since he’d arrived.
The Chinese man found himself powerless to resist the force that was Duo Maxwell, as well as unwilling. That tongue within him felt so strange, yet at the same time, he wanted more. He moaned, grasping blindly at the sheets and arching his hips desperately.
Duo couldn’t believe the responses he was eking from the other man; he honestly hadn’t expected Wufei to tolerate being subjugated even this much… But while he was at it, he decided to push his luck; after all, the Chinese man had invaded his apartment…
“Mmmm…” the brunette moaned softly, flexing his muscles around the hardness within him as he sat up and shifted forward, wedging himself between Wufei’s thighs. He paused there, his erection poised at the man’s opening. Despite the liberties he was taking, Duo wasn’t about to force himself on anyone. After all, among the possible consequences for doing such a thing to Wufei, death was ranked a pretty likely possibility.
“What are you waiting for?” Wufei choked out, the hardness pressing against him promising a far more satisfying penetration than the American’s tongue had provided. He sat up, rocking his hips towards Duo’s while reaching around to grasp the toy that still protruded from the man and thrust it deeper, in effect forcing the brunette into his body.
Both men emitted simultaneous gasps, Duo finishing what Wufei had started and filling the body beneath him completely. He paused only a moment, and not really long enough to let Wufei stretch to accommodate him, before he began a quick rhythm of thrusts.
A mindless groan escaped the Chinese man’s throat as he arched to meet Duo thrust for thrust, forcing the American’s length successively deeper within him. Any pain he was experiencing was secondary and easily ignored. At the same time, albeit rather distractedly due to the pleasure coiling in his abdomen and the awkwardness of their positions, Wufei continued impaling Duo with the dildo, enjoying the way the brunette writhed against him. He liked the fact that even being taken, he maintained some semblance of control. “Harder,” he growled, his tone leaving no room for doubt that he was issuing an order.
Duo was fairly fond of toying with Wufei, but he knew better than to do so in this situation. He increased his pace obediently, gasping with pleasure as he fought to hold off his impending release.
The Chinese man had been agonizingly aroused since he’d first realized where Duo was and why he’d been making those delicious sounds, and it had been all he could do to last even as long as he had. The increase in pace was more than he could handle, and seconds later he was crying out his release, his body as tense as a tightly-coiled spring. Once he’d regained his senses, Wufei began driving the toy deeper and harder into the American, his hips continuing to meet the man’s thrusts, albeit a bit more weakly than before. He was worn out, but stubborn; he would see this out to Duo’s climax.
Wufei was persistent; the brunette had to give him that. With the continued onslaught to his senses, it wasn’t very much longer until the pressure in Duo’s abdomen became too much, and he groaned his own finish.
He rolled off the man almost instantly, dipping his head down to lick the cooling seed from Wufei’s abdomen, a cocky grin on his lips. It was only once he was satisfied that he hadn’t missed a drop that he removed the dildo from within him and set it aside carefully. Slowly, his movements a little stiff, he sat up and regarded the other man with amusement.
“So,” he murmured, his tone somewhat breathless, but otherwise perfectly business-like. “I’m assuming that you didn’t come to see me just for this, as you were in uniform when you arrived.”
The Chinese man was far less composed, though he’d had longer to do so. He stared at the brunette as though he’d sprouted another head. Of course he’d come here for this… Wait…no… There had been another reason, but somewhere along the line he’d lost it, probably around the time he’d laid eyes on Duo, fucking himself with hard plastic.
It was several minutes before the man recalled his original intent. “I came on my lunch break to ask if you would be interested in working with the Preventers on an upcoming mission,” Wufei stated, his tone as natural as he could get it to be.
“Hmmm…” Duo murmured thoughtfully, mulling over the possibility. Violet eyes took a mischievious glint as he turned them on Wufei. “I don’t know…” he drawled slowly. “I’ll have to think about it.” He looked the Chinese man up and down, drinking in the sight of that nude body. “Why don’t you stop by here for dinner tonight, and I’ll give you my answer then.” His lips curved into a smirk. “Oh, and bring some chocolate sauce for dessert…”