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After Trowa finished bandaging up Heero's arms, he decided that Quatre
didn't need to watch Duo being tied up and sexually tortured by Heero.
They should just return to their hotel room. He didn't want Quatre to get
any ideas....
"C'mon Quatre," said Trowa, throwing Quatre's clothes at the young blonde.
"Let's go back to our hotel room."
Quatre's ears perked up at the mention of hotel room. Privacy! Maybe they
could try again! "Okay," answered Quatre, breaking into a large smile.
It was nice to see Quatre beaming. It was like basking in the warmth of
the sun. Trowa had luckily gotten his pants back on. Otherwise Quatre
would have been treated to the sight of Trowa's member rising again. It
was going to be an uncomfortable trip back to the hotel.
Quatre blushed and dressed quickly. He was beginning to feel all warm and
fuzzy just thinking of Trowa tied spread-eagled to the four-poster bed. He
was so naughty... maybe Trowa would have to spank him for being so
naughty? He turned even redder. Why was he thinking these dirty thoughts?

Heero surveyed his handiwork with a critical eye. Yes. He had perfect
access to Duo's cock and his asshole with this position. The american
pilot's arms were tied to the legs of the overturned table. And in turn,
his ankles were lashed to his wrists. He was curled up a little at the
waist but it didn't matter. It'd be just like being stuck in a situp for a
while.
He slathered some jelly on his now erect penis and once more entered Duo.
Duo awoke with yet another headache, and feeling even more sore. He felt
nauseated as the sensation being rocked registered in his mind. He also
felt... unaccountably filled. Not to mention his stomach felt like it was
cramping. His eyes flew open in a panic.
He struggled vainly tugging at his wrists, and his legs, which were
splayed rather ungainly above him. His manhood hung down, nearly touching
his bellybutton. Half-aroused, it looked nothing more than a half-filled
balloon or drooping like a drunken soldier. Heero was fondling it. Teasing
it.
The source of the rocking motion was Heero, moving within him.
Duo felt himself growing hot, a mixture of embarassment and anger.
"Heero! Let me go! Leggo of me!" demanded Duo angrily, his face was
blotching up. This was NOT amusing. To be accosted while uncounscious? He
felt Heero pull out. "Will you fucking untie me you shit-headed deviant?
Untie me this instant! D'you hear me Heero?! I SAID-"
His rant at Heero was cut short as he found himself unable to get anything
more than an incoherent mumble around the rolled up sock which was being
shoved down his mouth. He tried to force it out but to no avail as Heero
used strips of duct tape to secure it to his face.
Duo mumbled a few more indignant sounds through his gag, as Heero turned
his attention to something more amusing.
Alternating between slathering melted icecream onto Duo's genitals and
thighs and licking in words like "love" "sex" "hot fuck" with his tongue.
Duo began thrashing again and Heero, feeling annoyed with his 'canvas'
fetched Duo a series of good slaps to the butt.
Duo's eyes bugged out, and a string of what could only be muffled curses
issued from his mouth. Duo was feeling truly mortified now. He'd never
been spanked before. His cheeks flushed crimson. He began squirming,
trying evade the stinging blows. 
The blows that left his bottom all warm and tingly. The blows that his
body was misinterpreting as being pleasurable, so his member of course
decided to respond to the stimulus and in no time, he had once again, a
raging hard on.

Treize stepped back. It wouldn't be showing proper respect if he came in
Wufei's mouth. That seemed so vulgar. No... Treize smiled and motioned for
Wufei to turn around.
Wufei was delirious with joy. Treize was going to finally fuck him. Yet
somewhere in his mind, he began to wonder why he was doing this?
Wasn't... Treize his.... enemy?
The thought was banished as he felt the meaty appendage slowly push
against his ass. It hurt but he was man! He could take pain.

The Japanese pilot grunted and pumped faster, coming closer to his climax.
Duo had never felt this humilated in his life. He was sobbing
uncontrollably, nearly choking on the gag, as he continued to struggle
against Heero. This was so humilating. How could Heero do this to him?
Betray him so badly? This wasn't even sex. It was rape.
As Heero shot his load into Duo, something in his mind clicked. Stunned he
stared at Duo, looking at him as if for the first time. He was lost and
confused. What was he doing?
"......"
Why was he buttfucking Duo? Why were his arms bandaged? Why was Duo
crying? Why was Duo tied and gagged? 
Heero scrambled to his feet, his penis still shrinking back to normal.
Some cum tricked down his leg, as he tried to piece together what he had
been doing.
There was a distressing blank in his mind, as he loosened the gag around
Duo's mouth. Somehow he figured he wasn't going to like it.
Duo screamed at the top of his lungs, "Leggo of me you fucking bastard!
Untie me!"  
Too stunned to do much else, Heero complied. 
Duo couldn't get free quickly enough, pounding his fists against Heero's
chest as soon as the last knot slid off. "You fuckin' bastard! How could
you do this to me?!"
Heero caught Duo's wrists, holding them immobile before American pilot
could inflict any additional damage to the both of them.
"What happened to me? Tell me, Duo! Duo! Look at me!"
The American pilot refused to look at him, "Leggo of me! Don't touch me!"
Duo sobbed uncontrollably, pulling his hands free of Heero's vise-like
grip scrambling as far away from Heero as he could. Namely into the far
corner of the room and curled into a foetal ball rocking himself.
What had happened? Heero wondered as he looked around. Well, first things
first. Get cleaned up and dressed. Hopefully Duo would be coherent soon.

Trowa felt a little disoriented. What had he been saying? He was a little
surprised to see Quatre clinging to his arm. The blonde haired pilot was
blissfully oblivious to the stares that people gave them. 
"What did you say?" he asked. He shook his head and blinked. Why did he
have this naughty image of Quatre naked? He frowned and wondered if he'd
been daydreaming again? It wasn't good. He had to be alert if an emergency
came up.
"I said can we play when we get back to the hotel?"
The naughty image got a little naughtier as he thought of Quatre giving
him a blowjob. He felt his penis begin to swell at the imagery. "Play?
Uh... sure.." 
Quatre beamed happily, making Trowa feel a little dizzy and his heart skip
a beat. Quatre was so adorable... when naked. What was he doing thinking
like this?
He'd have to hit the bathroom when they got back to their hotel room, he
really needed to jerk off. Why wouldn't those naughty images of Quatre go
away?

Wufei grit his teeth, staring straight ahead. His ass felt as if it were
on fire, but he was determined not to show his discomfort. He was a man.
he could take it. The pain was a welcome distraction from the warm fuzzy
feeling in his mind....
Actually it felt good come to think of it... he reached for his own penis
and began to stroke it. Yes. It was beginning to feel pretty good.

Quatre put the 'do not disturb sign' on the the door as he closed it. He
turned around and had a big smile on his face, and Trowa began to wonder
what was up. He decided not to think about it.
"Uh... I have to use the bathroom."
"Awww... can't it wait?" asked Quatre.
"Uh..."
Quatre was advancing on him. That was the best way to put it. Quatre
wanted something. Those sweet wide blue eyes were filled with...
anticipation?
Quatre reached him and pulled him into an embrace. "All mine..." he said
as he rubbed himself against the taller pilot. "Can we try 'it' again?
Please?"
Trowa seriously began to wonder if he HAD been daydreaming. He pinched
himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He wasn't.
"-rowa?" Oh yes. That was his name.
"What is it, Quatre?"
Quatre looked concerned. "Are you all right?"
"Uh.. yeah."
"Your face is red. Are you blushing?"
Trowa shook his head, turning redder.
"You're soooo cute when you're blushing!" exclaimed Quatre hugging him
tightly. "So cute. So cuddly. Can we do 'it' again? Phuleez? I promise I
won't puke again! You can even spank me for having puked in the first
place!"
Trowa stared at Quatre for a few moments longer. A single thought
registered in his mind before he passed out. << It wasn't a dream. >>
Quatre blinked, staring at the uncounscious Trowa. "Did I say something
wrong?"

Wufei groaned and jerked off even more furiously as with a final thrust,
the OZ leader came within him. He felt something hot bubble into him. That
pushed him over the edge and his seed spurted onto the grass.
He stared, blinking. What had happened?
"My beautiful dragon..."
Wufei's heart nearly stopped as he glanced behind him and found a naked
Treize smiling beautifically at him. With a shriek that would put a girl
to shame, Wufei scrabbled away and behind a bush.
"What have you done to me?" Wufei demanded.
"You agreed to this," said Treize. "Have you already forgotten? Perhaps I
should call you my forgetful pet...."
"I'm NOT your pet!" yelled Wufei. He spied his clothes. They were
unfortunatly out of reach. "What sort of evil arts did you use to seduce
me?"
Treize chuckled and shook his head. He used a handkerchief to wipe himself
off and slowly dressed, while Wufei hid in the bushes. "This is no socery
of mine, fair dragon. I must admit, I enjoyed our tryst. Sadly, I would
stay and chat, but I fear my men must be quite frantic wondering where I
am. Until we next meet, I bid thee... Adieu."
Treize bent into a graceful bow and walked away.
Wufei stayed behind the bushes for quite a while longer, wondering what
the hell had come over him... Damn.... He was an embarassment.
"I'm not worthy of you, Nataku...." he mumbled miserably. He had no
courage to face the others.

Heero glanced over at Duo. The other pilot still hadn't moved from the
corner, remaining huddled in a tight ball, crying softly. How long had he
been like this? An hour? Two hours?
"Hey..." said Heero, taking Duo's clothes over to him. "Shouldn't you get
dressed?"
Duo lashed out at Heero before he got too close, "Get away from me you
fuckin bastard! Lemmie 'lone!"
Heero stared at Duo in frustration. He'd had enough of this, obviously
what he'd done to Duo was awful. "Maybe I should go self-destruct myself."
He set Duo's clothes down and turned to go.
"Wait..." choked out Duo. He looked at Heero with tear-filled blue eyes.
"Heero... Don't do that..." Duo crept foward to pick up his clothes,
half-covering himself with them.
Heero got down on his knees. "Tell me what happened... I- I can't
remember."

Trowa sat up. What had happened? The lights on the room were on and the
curtains were drawn. It must be dark by now.
Then he remembered. << I.... Oh man... >>
He flushed as he noticed who lay next to him. A little blond angel.
Trowa stared down at the boy, smiling faintly as he leaned over to
tenderly brush back a lock of Quatre's blond hair. He studied the delicate
features and wondered 
Quatre stirred, his blue eyes opening sleepily. "Uhn...."
Quatre sat up abruptly, beaming happily. "You're awake! I was so worried.
You shouldn't stress yourself out so much."
"....." Trowa gazed at Quatre. "I'm sorry to have worried you."
Quatre shook his head, hugging Trowa. "It's not a bother. I'm glad you're
all right."
Trowa stared down at Quatre, feeling his own pulse pick up. Quatre smiled
and closed his eyes, puckering up his lips as if for a kiss.
Towa tilted his head and kissed.
Trowa decided he could grow to like this very much.

"A...and then you knocked me out and... tied me up." Duo sniffed and
brushed back some tears from his eyes.
Heero listened, feeling more and more like scum with each detail that Duo
gave out. What had posessed him to do that?
 "I can't believe Trowa and Quatre just let you do that to me." Duo
sounded a little angry. "With friends like you guys.... who needs
enemies?"
Heero stood up.
"Where you going?" asked Duo, looking up.
"To self-destruct."
Duo stared at Heero, slack jawed. "W-why?"
Heero began walking for the door. "You don't need someone like me."
"No! Heero! Wait-" Duo scrambled to his feet. Already exhausted, he
overbalanced and would have landed flat on his face. 
A pair of strongs arms caught him, holding him.
Duo sagged into Heero's arms. He whispered, "Don't do that? Please?"
"What should I do then?" asked Heero. He was lost. What DID Duo want him
to do?
Duo didn't answer. He'd passed out from sheer exhaustion in Heero's arms.
Heero stared silently at Duo.
He shifted his grip and picked Duo up taking him to one of the ratty
mattresses. Gently he set the uncounscious boy down and went in search of
a blanket.
He could wait until Duo woke up.

The day after.....

Duo glared at the cheerful couple, Trowa and Quatre, as they came in. "How
could you just leave me with Heero?! He just about raped me!"
Heero sat at the table silent. He had dark circles under his eyes and
looked exhausted. He didn't look like he'd slept at all.
"I'm sorry but I don't really remember much about yesterday," answered
Trowa. It was partially true, but Trowa wasn't about to say what he did
remember.
Quatre peeked from behind Trowa, blushing. "Besides... It looked like you
were really enjoying yourself... So we decided to make ourselves scarce...
I... uh.... thought you were... uh.... into that sort of stuff..."
Duo turned a shade of bright red. "Uh... err... erm..."
"Speaking of which, where's Wufei?" asked Trowa changing the subject.
Duo decided that would be a good idea. "Yeah. Where IS he?"
The four pilots stared blankly at each other. Where was Wufei?

Wufei was sitting under a waterfall trying to meditate. He sat in a lotus
position, his face scrunched up in concentration. Fighting the flow of the
water as he tried to remain upright.
<< Nataku... I'm not worthy! >> He thought dismally. He couldn't believe
that he had been so weak as to fall for Treize. Let alone have sex with
his mortal enemy. << Tell me! How can I win you back? Nataku! >>
Suddenly like a bolt out of the blue, the answer came to him. His eyes
snapped open.
"I.... must be strong!" he said through clenched teeth. "I will win you
back!"

[The end - for now]

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Odin:   What are you looking at? The hated universe that robbed you 
        of everything? Or you who have no identity? 
Jr:     Why have we come to this colony?
Odin:   To abandon you.....

Odin Lowe and Odin Lowe Jr (aka Heero Yuy) - Endless Waltz Novel pt.1
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