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Duo smiled as his head popped free and before Wufei could blink, there were lips against his own and he had no idea why he had been reluctant to put them there from the start. He felt Duo’s lips open under his and he dived right in, finding Duo’s hesitating tongue and teasing it into play. Wufei could tell that Duo had not spent a lot of time kissing in his life, but he was more than happy to lead the man through the wrestle-tag game two mouths could take part in.
As he chased the taste of berries around, his hands were going to the fly of Duo’s pants, getting them open and tugging the man away from the table so that he could get them down his legs, making them pool on the floor around his ankles. His mouth never leaving Duo’s, he went for his own pants, wiggling out of them without pulling back. His pulse was thumping in his head, arousal so thick he could barely think.
Duo was making happy little moaning noises into his mouth that were making Wufei want to do bad, bad things to him, like bending him over the table to see if the berries tasted as good if they were inserted in other places. Instead he reached passed Duo, pushing his hand into the yellow container and returned with an overflowing fist filled with berries that he, with satisfaction, crushed around his husband's cock. The hissing sound Duo made against Wufei’s cheek made a thrill work its way down his spine. A slow jack rewarded him with a shiver and a whole body arch, coming towards him like a wave. The juice were getting everywhere, dripping between his fingers and down on the floor. But Wufei didn’t care.
No more teasing, time for the main act.
Putting his one clean hand up against his husbands neck he used his grip to turn the man around, twisting around to pull Duo in and up against his back. His still clothed upper body, crushing stray berries as he leaned over the table.
Warm hands stroking up along his sides, pushing his shirt up to his armpits and Wufei helped to get it off quickly.
“We need-“ Duo started but Wufei pushed the bucket closer. “Use this.” He ordered. He was not in the mood to run upstairs and at least this way the berries would be good for something.
Duo leaned over him to put his hand down the bucket and Wufei shivered as he felt that hardness rub against his ass.
“Um, how do I…?“ Duo questioned hesitantly behind him, dropping a couple of berries that bounced against Wufei’s bent back, on to the floor and rolled away.
Out of sight, Wufei rolled his eyes. Virgins were not as fun as some made them out to be. “Smash the berries, put them on your dick, put your dick in me.” He bit off impatiently.
He felt Duo fumble around behind him, then that firm head nudged against his opening and he braced himself. It was always worse in the beginning, the pain coming as a surprise every time and as Duo gently pushed in, he bit back a curse, his hands fisting in pain. Dropping his head, he let his loose hair hide his face, grimacing as he fought to adjust. Fuck, that hurt.
Before he was in all the way, Duo carefully started to move. Shallow thrusts that felt almost like… petting, in a weird way. Slowly the tension fell away and the throbbing pain was soon just an echo. Wufei released a long sigh, slumping on to his elbows, head still hanging.
He had never been all that fond of bottoming and had considered it to be one of those things that you just had to do to get something back, but here, when he no longer had the choice, he found that maybe it wasn’t that bad.
Especially not when Duo started going deeper and found his prostate. It wasn’t long before his cock was twitching back to life and being bent over the kitchen table suddenly felt like the best idea he had ever had.
Duo found a good rhythm, holding it steady much to both their enjoyment.
But after just a few minutes he needed more, like an itch that wanted the harshness of nails or a wagon needing a sharp push down a hill to gain speed.
“Harder.” He gasped, hardly daring to utter this one word, afraid that he couldn’t handle more, afraid the man behind him would take it too far.
Duo did give it to him harder but not in the punishing rush that he had expected but with a powerful precision that he had not expected from his inexperienced husband.
The table legs scrapping across the floor as the tempo speed up. Head hanging and his hair swinging, Wufei watched red berries dance across the table in time with the smack of Duo’s hip hitting his ass.
In the corner of his eye he could see that the bucket was going to tip over the edge soon but Wufei couldn’t care enough to do anything about it, not when Duo was fucking him so deep it make his breath catch. With one bent arm holding him up on the table, his free hand were working his cock in rushed precision.
He felt Duo’s braid land on his back as his husband bent down over him, placing random kisses along his shoulders. Wufei wanted to say something but didn’t know what, choosing instead to push his hip back onto Duo. It felt good and he did it again and again, careful to keep Duo’s tempo, not wanting anything to disturb his climb. He was so focused on reaching his high that what happened next came as a total surprise to him.
He cursed under his breath as he felt Duo jab forward one last time before freezing in a, by now, familiar sign of orgasm. He was more than a little disappointed by this turn of event. He had not been able to repeat his previous triumph of coming while penetrated and he wanted that mind blowing feeling again.
He straightened up as Duo pulled out, turning around to lean against the edge of the table, arms crossed over his chest as felt a combination of crushed berries and cume run down his legs.
Duo seemed to be getting his baring back and laughed when he caught a sight of his now purple cock and Wufei just knew that his ass had to look the same, the damn stains seemed to get everywhere.
With a twinkle in his eyes Duo put his hands down the bucket, getting a hold of a handful, making berries rain down as he pulled it out.
This time Wufei got a taste of his own medicine as Duo mimicked him and Wufei gasped as the cool mush made contract with his cock, berries popping under pressure against his needy flesh. A slow jack spread the jam all over, dripping down between Duo’s strong fingers.
He barely had time to get his lungs going again from the shock when arousal shot up his spine at the sight of Duo getting down on his knees between his spread legs. Wufei sucked in a sharp breath, leaning back further against the table with a desperate grip on the wooden edge. When his husband leaned forward, Wufei gave up on breathing all together and a thumping sound in his ears grew louder by the second. Duo’s mouth closing in around his cock, sucking carefully at first as if unsure how to make it work, but then growing bolder. Those soft lips were soon wrapped tightly around him, stimulating such sweet, sweet torments on him. As he watched, the berry juice on his dick overflowed, making Duo’s lips color as it dribbled down toward his chin.
Wufei moaned. That was just fucking sexy.
Duo shifted closer, his bare shoulders coming in contact with Wufei’s thighs, radiating heat like a burn. The gulping suction on his cock was driving him crazy and he just wanted to wrap his legs around his husband’s body and keep him there.
Wufei groaned low in his throat as he carefully pumped his hip, marveling over the feel of Duo’s tongue against the thick vein on his cock. With a slightly shaky hand he reached out and brushed the wild bangs away from Duo’s face, letting his fingers settle in there with the soft strands between them, feeling the shape of Duo’s skull under his hand.
The move made Duo look up, their eyes meeting and Wufei, who thought he couldn’t get more turned on, felt light headed as the man smiled around him. Duo looked like he couldn’t be happier then right there on his knees with Wufei’s cock in his mouth, like he had been made to be there. It was all too much and with a broken gasp, Wufei reached his completion, his fingers cramping around a handful of Duo’s bangs.
He wasn’t sure if Duo had been able to swallow but he must have because he came down from the clouds at the feel of air against his sensitive cock as it slipped from purple lips.
Panting like he was dying, he looked down at the man between his legs. Duo was smiling proudly, the dark stains around his mouth making him look like a deranged clown or perhaps a child who had gotten his hands on the jam jar. It really shouldn’t be as hot as he found it, especially when he noticed a couple of white dots among all that purple.
Pushing back against the table he dived down towards his husband, catching his mouth in a bruising kiss. As his weight hit Duo straight on and they started to tip over, he heard the plastic bucket hit the floor. He barely acknowledged the splash of crushed berries as he caught himself on one hand, too focused on kissing the hell out of his husband. Duo happily responded, letting Wufei settle in on top of him, their naked skin sticking together as their mouths danced.
The palms of his hands and forearms were slimy with berries by the time Wufei placed one last kiss on those swollen lips and lifted himself up enough to meet happy, clear blue eyes.
“Hi.” Duo smiled goofily.
“Hey.” Wufei responded softly, giving the man under him a fond look.
“Was that the plan?” Duo asked.
“The what?”
“With the berries?”
“Oh, um yeah.” Wufei said, shifting his knees to get off the other man, for the first time noticing that everything seemed to be very slick. As he sat up he found that wasn’t all that strange, since it appeared like they had landed on a blanket of what had once been berries but now could only be described as jam, surrounded by berries. He supposed that’s what happens when a full bucket of berries fall to the floor and had a couple of gay men make out on top of it.
Duo groaned as he raised himself on his elbows and saw the mess. “That was no good.” Wufei agreed with a soft sound.
Duo sat up next to him and together they surveyed the kitchen floor. Wufei snickered as he caught a sight of Duo’s back and ass that were almost totally purple, sticky lumps of berry skin sliding down towards the floor.
“Come on.” He said, getting to his feet and holding out a purple hand to help his husband up. “Let’s go clean up, then we can take care of this.”
Duo laughed shortly, reaching out with a equally purple hand to let Wufei pull him up.
Sticky but happy, they made their way up stairs and into the bathroom, giving each other almost shy smiles along the way. Wufei had a hard time keeping his hands to himself as they continued to reach out to slide across Duo’s skin, especially when they got into the shower and he got a hold of the soap. Duo didn’t seem to mind, in fact he almost arched into every touch like a cat starved for attention.
Wufei shamelessly took advantage of that and molested every part of his husband’s muscular body. If he could have gotten hard again, he would have been by now. Wufei loved to have sex in the shower. It was just something sensual as well as arousing about rubbing sweat and dirt of a strong male form, knowing that it had come from hard work and straining muscles. It made him want to hump one of those thick, hairy legs. But both of them were closer to thirty then they were to fifteen and there were no way they would be getting it up again so soon. Instead Wufei had to settle for touching the other man all over.
Squeezing water out of his hair, Wufei stepped out of the shower almost half an hour later. As he left Duo to take care of own his hair and went on to dry himself off on the towel he had started to consider to be his, he once again found himself wondering about Duo’s past. Duo seemed so ready, almost desperately so, to receive all the affection he could get. Wufei didn’t fool himself to think that it was his affection specifically that Duo craved, more like anyone who was willing to give it. Especially if they were male.
It couldn’t be easy to be gay out here, Wufei reflected for what felt like the hundred time as he leaned his hip against the bathroom sink, lifting his left foot up to dry it.
He had never asked, but he would bet that there were no other gay men around the area. If there had been, Duo would have found them. Wufei knew this from experience and he was sure that no matter where in the world you were, if two men in the closet crossed path, they would know.
He glance over at Duo through the fogged up glass, watching as the man rubbed the shampoo into the long mass of hair. Two months, he had been living with this man for two months and he barely knew anything about him. Did he have a lot of friends around? How did they react when they found out he was gay? Where were his parents? Did they move away? Did they die? Had they found out that their now only child was gay and wouldn’t accept it?
He had no answers and he couldn’t bring himself to ask, feeling that it would be rude to make Duo open up to him only to betray him in the end. That would be unjust and he would do his best to not hurt Duo more than necessary.
Giving Duo’s shape one last look, he went to get dressed.
Later, standing with his feet bare at the edge of the berry massacre, Wufei couldn’t help but snicker. Obby had been walking around all over the mess they had made, making it even worse. If she had eaten anything of it, Wufei couldn’t see a difference. There were just a lot of purple paw prints.
They really should have closed the door.
Duo said something softly under his breath when he came in, probably a curse when he noticed the prints disappearing into the living room. Obby yapped unhappily as she, seconds later, was carried out the door and got her previously white fur cleaned by the water hose.
Wufei carefully scrapped up the berries and discarded them back into the bucket, taking care to make sure that there were no stray ones lying around ready to be stepped on. The wooden floor seemed to have soaked up some of the juice and he sighed, knowing that this was going to take a while. Duo returned with some strong smelling cleaning chemicals from the garage and some old rags and together they go down on their knees and did their best to scrub the floor clean. Wufei paused to watch his husband laugh himself sick as he found his own butt print on the floor, perfectly illustrated with balls and everything. Their eyes met and they both grinned as if sharing an inside joke at their own expense. Something lurched deep in Wufei’s stomach and he had to look away, focusing on his rag again. They worked in silence, the only sound was the ticking of the grandfather clock in the living room and the occasional snicker from Duo.
In the end, most of the planks were okay, but edges were a different matter where the berry sauce had run into the cracks. The result was a strange pattern that reminded you either of a badly cleaned crime scene or some very weird but expensive modern art.
“We’re going to have to have to put a rug over it.” Wufei said with a sigh, standing back to take a look at the mess.
Duo tilted his head as if examining it from a different angle would make it better. “Don’t think I have a rug this big.”
“Buy one.” Wufei muttered, more then ready to give up on the whole thing. It was getting late after all and he wanted to get something to eat.
Duo scratched himself under a ear, also looking at the stain. “What kind?”
Wufei gave his husband a sideways look. “A rug that fits under the table?” He suggested slowly.
Duo didn’t look convinced. “You come with me to city one day and buy one?”
“Sure.” Wufei replied.
Duo smiled suddenly, glancing over at him. “We could make big trip when forest done. Stay in hotel and have nice time.”
Wufei paused, almost holding his breath. “Could we stop by a museum?”
Duo nodded absently, eyes returning to the floor. “Yes, go see things is fun.”
Wufei licked his lips, hope burning in his chest. “And perhaps… a book store?”
Duo nodded again, bending down to scratch Obby on the head as the now dry dog came in to sit at his feet. “Sure.”
Wufei had to press his lips close to stop a big smile from spreading. Books, beloved, treasured books. He could hardly wait.
He gave Duo a happy, grateful look that went unnoticed as the man went over to the refrigerator to find something to make into a late dinner.
Wufei stood for a moment, just watching him. He had been ready to treat his new husband as an opponent in a complicated chess game but he was starting to realize that the other man wasn’t necessarily an enemy, he was something else. Duo was turning out to be … a friend, his only friend here in fact and he found himself wanting to spend time with him. Going away from the farm would be a good thing for that.
He would have Duo to himself for a while, no forest demanding attention, no garage, no horses, no cows, no breaking machines. Just the two of them, visiting the sights and buying enough books to last him months… or at least a couple of weeks.
Wufei was beyond ready to see more of this country outside of this farm. The only trips they had taken since getting there had been one trip for clothes shopping and one for a computer that they didn’t even get. Both those trip had been so focused on getting in and getting out with what they needed that there had been no time for anything else.
And maybe he could even find some decent food while there, because the cholesterol Duo kept feeding him was slowly killing him, one artery at a time. If there were any decent Chinese restaurants there, they sure as hell wouldn’t eat anything with potatoes in it during the whole trip. Over his dead body.
Wufei looked back at the stained floor, suddenly feeling a lot better about it.
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