Author: Hisui (jadee@earthlink.net)
Archive:  Hisui's Lipstick Cherry Red http://www.jadesasylum.com/anime/dojo.html (please ask if you would like it for your archives)
Rating:  NC-17, Not for kids under 18 (but hell, if you're a kid over 18, read on!)
Warning:  Yaoi/shounen-ai type story, if that's not your cup of tea, hit the
delete key and do us both a favor:)
Pairing: 2x5x2
Disclaimers:  My Name's not Sunrise Entertainment or Bandai, so I guess I don't own it.  This is a non-profit, fan made piece of fluff that isn't worth suing me over.  :)
Notes:  Betaed by Carlea (to whom I owe thanks:)).  An awkward, near torture for Wufei plot bunny that while I don't like the pairing, it just needed to be done.  I hope you like it, <grin>  Oh, and I'm not too sure of the title, I agonized about it long enough to keep it to the original /working title/ because nothing else seemed mature enough.
Feedback:  I like it as much as chocolate!  No, wait, I like chocolate better, sorry.

Preventer Chang Wufei looked up at the sound of paper being placed on his desk, then at the woman who had placed it there.  It looked as though Officer Une was trying to wipe a grin off of her face.  This made him scowl at his commanding officer, which only caused her to laugh softly.  He cursed her new-found sense of humor and took the folder to peruse the contents.
"A new assignment?"  Chang asked, but he already knew it was just that.  Now, to find out why Une was unable to hide her amusement.  His black eyes scanned the top sheet of paper.  A taller figure came up to his desk to stand beside Une.  Chang looked at the two of them with disbelief.  "And I'm supposed to be alone in breaking up this supposed prostitution ring?"  Both Trowa and Une smiled back at him.  He could feel the heat rising to his face, and tried desperately to hide his embarrassment, but that only made it worse.  He couldn't help but feel flustered.  It was completely unfair, in Chang's opinion, for him to be coerced into this mission.  Even Trowa was giving him an amused look.  Though his face still remained impassive to most people, Wufei noticed the corner of Trowa's lip curve upwards.  The glint in Trowa's one visible eye showed the young man was nearly laughing.  Une had at least calmed down enough to stop snickering at him.

"Why the hell am I forced to do this?  Why can't Maxwell take the mission?  He's more suited to the task."  Chang knew he was ranting, and his voice was getting louder with each word.  Other officers started to stare at the irate young man, which only made his attitude worsen.

"Duo is unavailable, so it's up to you, Wufei," was his commander's only explanation, so Chang had to put up with it.

"And why not Trowa?  He's perfectly capable of this-"

"Nope.  I'm married, can't do it" and with that, Trowa turned, proudly displaying his shiny new wedding band as he walked back to his own desk.  Une let out one last chuckle, then turned towards her office.

"The folder should have all the information you need, but if you have questions, you know where my office is" she said with a smile, then she closed the wood and glass door behind her and that was it.  Chang sat there, glaring at Une's name on the door's glass before sighing gustily.  Cheeks still blushing hot, he read the mission details.  It seemed simple enough.  There was a prostitution ring that covered its more illicit practices under the guise of an escort service.  His mission, even if he didn't want it, was to purchase the services of one specific girl, and this girl had enough information to destroy the entire prostitution ring.  How  one prostitute was going to help bring down the entire operation, Chang wasn't sure.  But he had to complete the mission.  Perhaps giving it the same focus Yuy always did would help.  Unfortunately, he was still disgusted with himself, even as he took up his cell phone and walked over to Heero's office.

He knocked on the door, cell phone in hand, and was answered with a soft voice.  "Come in."

Chang opened the door and walked into Heero's neatly appointed office.  "Do you mind if I make a phone call in here?  It's for a mission, but I-"

"I know.  Go ahead, Chang"  Heero had not even bothered to ask why, as a superior officer, he might have even helped choose him for the mission.  Wufei blocked that thought out of his mind.  Chang didn't want to know if Heero wanted him to do this, it was embarrassing enough.  Wufei sat in the sofa, as far away from Heero that he could get before he dialed the number.  He was supposed to ask for a Maxine, who was his informant.  His throat grew tight as the phone rang.  Just as he was beginning to think no one was going to pick up, the gravely voice of a woman answered.

"Hello?"  Wufei snapped to attention under Heero's watchful gaze.  He knew if he fucked up the call, Heero would definitely get to him, somehow.  His wrist still hurt from when he had pulled on Duo's braid in frustration earlier in the week.  It wasn't his fault the man was taking too long on the copy machine.  Still, he wasn't interested in seeing what else Heero would inflict upon him, so he steeled himself for the conversation he had to get through.

"Good afternoon.  My name is Kim Lee, I was referred to you by a Zech Marquis, and I would like to partake of your services."  Wufei spoke softly, and he cursed himself for sounding like an idiot.  He looked up at Heero to see the corner of his friend's lips curve upwards as he watched Wufei.  'Damn you, Yuy, you wouldn't be so smug if it were yourself!' he cursed inwardly.  He heard the woman talk in low tones to another person.  He couldn't detect what was being said, but he had a feeling that his background was being checked.  After one tense minute, the woman returned to the phone.

"Okay, honey, what do you need?"  Wufei let out a breath of relief that he hadn't realized he was holding.

"I need an companion for tomorrow night.  Is a girl named Maxine available?"

"Yeah, but she's new. You sure you want a new girl?"

"Yes, I'm sure."  He could feel his body grow tight, and it must have been quite obvious, because when his eyes flickered over to Heero, the other boy's lips moved, mouthing "relax" to him.  Damn him anyway.  Wufei was starting to sweat.  He hated this lack of control, he was a man, he didn't let his nerves fly off the instant he was met with a challenge, did he?  "Is she available at nine in the evening tomorrow night?"

The shuffling of paper was heard on the other end of the line and Wufei took the time to give Yuy a nice, deadly glare.  Heero's response was to stare blankly at him.  Unable to keep his temper in check, Wufei growled loudly enough so Heero could hear him.

"What was that, honey?"  Shit, the woman had heard him.  Heero found the startled look on his face quite amusing, and he started to chuckle.

"Nothing, I must be getting hungry or something, I missed lunch"  Wufei answered quickly, but this caused Heero to grin as he exited his own office, apparently to hand a new mission report to Une.  'I'm going to kill him someday,'  he thought as a short burst of laughter echoed through the halls in front of the door.

"Well, don't be stupid, get something to eat, hon" the woman said.  Wufei was certain his face was turning red.  Why was he letting this get to him?  It was just a damn phone call.

"Is Maxine available tomorrow night?"

"Yep!  She'll meet you in the lobby of The Plaza Hotel at nine o' clock sharp.  What services are you interested in?"

'Shit.'  "Something simple, first time out, you know,"  Wufei said.  He didn't realized the conversation would head so quickly into this direction.  He thought it would be something he would simply discuss with Maxine when they met.  This way, there would be no sexual act at all, and he could complete his mission without tangles.  It seems today his luck was damned.

The woman on the other end of the line remained quiet for a moment, then she spoke.  "Well, you have to tell me what you're interested in, honey, or I can't tell Maxine what to do."  The tone of her voice brooked no argument.  Wufei sighed.  He swore Heero's laughter still echoed through his mind.

Heero Yuy, special operations chief stood outside his office, with a very oddly amused look on his face.  Trowa, having noticed the strange behavior of his supervisor, walked up to the shorter Japanese man.

"Yuy?"  Both of Trowa's green eyes glanced curiously over the posture of his friend.  Heero blinked, his face schooling itself into its usual calm.  Heero looked straight into Trowa's eyes.

"Trowa?"

"Nothing, just checking to see if you're the same guy that growled at me for taking the last cup of coffee without making a new pot," was all he said before smiling back at Heero.

"Like you wouldn't have done the same thing?"

"True,"  Trowa nodded and looked away from Heero, and he decided to ask what had been bothering him all day, since he'd been told about poor Wufei's mission.  "Are you sure this is the right thing to do, Yuy?"  He asked, his expression serious.  Heero crossed his arms against his chest, his face grew somber.  Looking earnestly at Trowa, he nodded.

"Yes.  I know you think it's cruel, so does Une.  But,"  He looked towards his office door for a brief time.  "I'm hoping to get two things out of this.  A mission well done from Wufei, as I know he can handle.  Two, it's time he moved on,"  Heero's voice grew low.  Trowa found himself having to get closer simply in order to hear him clearly.

"Is this the way, Heero?  Do you really think he's ready?"

"Our friend has grown, but he's still..."  Heero struggled to find the right words.  "He still takes himself too seriously, as Duo would put it."

"And this is your cure, your panacea, for Wufei's problems.  Sex with a prostitute?"  Heero could tell Trowa didn't believe him.  What Heero really wanted to tell him was that there wasn't a prostitute meeting with him, but another agent.

"Trust me, nothing will happen if Wufei doesn't want it to-"  Heero was interrupted by the sight of Wufei as the other man emerged from his office, his face still blushing from embarrassment.  Trowa took a step back from Heero, then after one significant look exchanged between him and Heero, went back to his desk.

"Wufei-"  Heero stepped towards his flustered friend, but a heated glare made him stop.

"Not one word, Yuy!"  Wufei said sternly, pointing a finger at the taller pilot.  Heero nodded and silently went back into his office.  Suddenly, a wave of nausea hit Wufei as he stood still.  Trowa watched as his friend ran towards the men's room.  'I hope you're doing the right thing, Heero.'  He waited a minute or two before following Wufei's path.

Unfortunately for Trowa's sensitivities, Wufei was still deep in the process of throwing up his lunch when he arrived.  He flinched uncontrollably as he heard his friend get sick to his stomach.  A minute later, Wufei emerged from the stall, looking awful.

"You'll be fine, Chang" he said, trying to lighten Wufei's mood, but Wufei ignored the comment, only sparing Trowa a small glance.  Under Trowa's measuring gaze, Wufei went to the sink and rinsed his mouth, then his face.  Then, he stopped moving, his elbows resting on the counter on both sides of the shiny steel sink.  To Trowa, he looked so defeated, it was a struggle not to feel sorry for him.  But as Preventers, they all had missions, some just as bad as Wufei's, others worse.  Trowa reached over and turned the water off, then retrieved a few paper towels from the dispenser and put them in Wufei's hand.

"Thanks," his voice was harsh from strain.  "I feel like such an ass,"  Wufei startled Trowa with that last sentence, and his surprise was evident in the brief flicker of his eyes, then quiet prevailed between them for a moment.

"We all have missions we sometimes...disagree with, Wufei.  You've done worse things during the war-"

"Not like this, I haven't.  I haven't done anything at all, not since Meiran, Trowa,"

"Nothing?"  He could sense Trowa's surprise, but let it pass.

"Nothing, and yet, when the Madame asked me what I wanted,"  Wufei paused, flustered, but when he noticed the quiet, patient look in Trowa's eyes he continued.  "I actually asked for something.  I realized I wanted it, just to be touched by someone again, even if it's wrong- I-" He pushed away from the counter top and began to pace as Trowa calmly watched.  It was obvious this was getting to Wufei, Trowa felt he had to intervene here, or the man wouldn't leave the bathroom until night shift.

"Wufei, I understand."

"Do you?  Mr. Newlywed?"  A bitter smile flashed on Wufei's face.

"Jealous much, Chang?"  The remark wiped the smile off of Wufei's face.  Trowa's face was stern as he watched for Wufei's reaction.  Chang stopped pacing, his hands clenching into fists in frustration.  It was fascinating to see him without the grim, determined mask that he constantly wore around the office.

"No.  No, I'm not jealous."  He relaxed, he finally felt like he was under some semblance of control.  "I'm happy," he looked Trowa in the eyes, and there was empathy there.  "Happy for the both of you."

"Yet, this mission is getting under your skin worse than most."

"Yeah."

"Because it involves possible physical contact with another person."

"Yes."

"Which you don't tend to take lightly, because of your late wife, and your loyalties to her."

Wufei blinked, then sniffed in annoyance.  "What, is it written on my face or something?  Where the hell are you getting all this?"

Trowa laughed softly, then placed one hand on Wufei's shoulder.  It was such a light touch, that it put Wufei's mind at ease a little.  "No, but I've come to understand you, and I know you don't take commitments lightly,"  Wufei nodded at this, not moving away from the comforting hand on his shoulder.  "It's a mission, Wufei, and if you think of it as just that, you'll get out of this fine.  Consider it a part of your commitment to the Preventers."

"I understand.  Thank you, Trowa,"  Wufei gave Trowa a brief smile, then walked to the door, opened it and left.  After a brief awkward moment of wondering whether he had said the right thing or not, Trowa also left the bathroom.

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"Maxine, you have a job tonight at The Plaza Hotel."

"Yeah, who is it?"

"New guy, but he's got references, so he should be fine."

"Uh huh, and what time?"

"Nine PM.  His name is Kim Lee.  He says all he wants is a blow.  See if you can talk him into something more expensive."

"Right."  Duo hung up the phone.  Finally, he had all the information he needed, and his duties for this mission complete.  He knew the Madame was getting suspicious anyway, his Johns were always getting arrested.  He did wonder who was coming for the information, though.  Heero refused to take a part in the mission, Trowa was married, Zechs was on vacation, that left only one other preventer that Heero would trust with him.  Violet-blue eyes widened in realization.  "Wufei?"

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Wufei arrived at the hotel lobby five minutes before nine.  Since he didn't want his contact to see him pacing nervously, he sat upon one of the large, heavily cushioned sofas that decorated the hotel lobby.  The back of the blood-red sofa was so high, Wufei felt like a mere child amid the opulent furnishings.  Suddenly, a startlingly beautiful woman entered the lobby.  She wore a short dress of deep blue, and her thigh-length brown hair was pulled back into a ponytail.  It must have been Maxine, his contact, because once she saw him, she sauntered over to the sofa and stood there, waiting a brief moment before speaking.

"Kim Lee?"  Blue eyes watched him expectantly as he stood to greet her.

"Yes.  I take it you are Maxine?"  His voice was calm, but he wondered why he felt so hot so very quickly.  To put it mildly, Maxine was very beautiful, and she wasn't wearing very much clothing to cover her smooth, pale skin.  The lovely woman nodded, and offered her hand.  On some odd instinct, instead of letting her help him from the couch, he kissed her hand.  Duo smiled as he felt his lips just barely touch the back of his hand.  He knew Wufei had class, but he didn't think things were going to start off as well as this.  Perhaps Chang was earning himself the blowjob he had paid for.  Duo inwardly chuckled.  He didn't think he looked *that* different with his hair down.  Maybe it was the makeup that had Wufei believing he was Maxine.  Duo watched Wufei lift himself off the couch gracefully, then led him silently to the elevator.  Then, unbidden, came thoughts that perhaps Wufei could use a little of his services.  Wufei was gorgeous, no one ever had to know what transpired during the night.  His mind was made up, even before the elevator doors opened.

"I have a room for the two of us, you have an hour, Mr. Lee" the lovely woman spoke, swaying her hips suggestively as she led him from the elevator towards a room.  Wufei felt his groin tighten, was he really expecting a sexual encounter from this event?  He waited patiently for the escort to open the door for him, then went inside as directed by Maxine's well-manicured hand.

Once Wufei heard the door close behind the two of them, he sighed, relaxing.  Perhaps since they were in a private room, they could get down to business instead of playing escort and client.  The entire role disgusted Wufei greatly, and he felt glad to be ridding himself of it.

"So, Maxine, I hope you have the inf-" Wufei was cut off by a demanding, searching kiss as Maxine pushed him against a wall and pressed her lips to his.  He found himself quickly drowning in the sensations of Maxine's forceful tongue and lips as she kissed him.  A loud moan escaped his lips, unbidden, but the pleasure was building within him and he was losing control too quickly.  He was slightly embarrassed at his own behavior, but it felt so good to be with her, he couldn't even think of why he hadn't tried being with another person in so long.  Chang embraced the woman, his hands roaming her lithe, yet oddly muscular body.  Maxine moaned in return when he pushed his groin in between her legs.  It only struck Wufei as odd that the woman was taller than he, but it mattered little now that her tongue was expertly teasing the nape of his neck, making him sweat and squirm.  It had been so long since he had been with anyone.  This was clear in the constant, urgent arousal he had felt since Maxine walked into the hotel lobby and he recognized her and her intent.  Wufei moaned in protest when her lips stopped kissing his heated skin.

"I'll give you the information once you take what you paid for, Chang," her voice whispered into his ears as she pulled him towards the bed.  Like a drunk man, he followed her, his steps were uneven because of the discomfort between his legs.  Maxine kissed him more roughly than before as she undid his pants, sliding them down to his ankles.  Without thinking, Wufei stepped out of his shoes and pants.  The cool air of the hotel room tickled the sensitive skin between his thighs and he shivered slightly.  Obviously enjoying the sight of Wufei's half-naked body, Maxine beckoned him to lie on the bed next to her.  Slowly, drawn to her, Wufei walked towards her.

"You know...I'm not the type of man that does this-"  He stumbled over the words he wanted to say.  Maxine knew he was only using excuses to get out of his situation, but she wasn't listening to his unvoiced protest.  In her mind, she saw a man standing in front of her who badly needed to relax.

Blue-violet eyes searched his for a moment before she cut him off.  "Yes, I know, Chang."

Wufei's dark brown eyes reflected his confusion as he looked down at her.  Unconsciously, he reached up with one hand and it both cradled and covered his erection as it jutted out towards her face.  'So close...I wish she would, it's been so damn long since I've felt this hot and tense,' he thought as she smiled at him.

"But," he thought aloud for his own clarification, "this is exactly the type of activity we're trying to prevent!"

Maxine lifted herself from the bed and looked down upon him.  He felt his breath quicken when he saw how very dark her eyes were.  Seeing them reminded him of someone else he knew very well.  That fleeting touch of recognition faded when she forced him to sit on the bed.  Another demonstration of strength that Wufei didn't expect, and he sat still, awaiting Maxine's next move.

"As long as no money is paid, it's just the two of us,"  a long-fingered hand gently touched his chest, making him shiver slightly in excitement.  "And there's nothing wrong with a little sex play between two consenting adults, is there?"  Numbed by the conflicting feelings  that assaulted his mind, Wufei nodded.  Maxine grinned broadly as she knelt before him.  Soothing hands stroked his thighs, parting them further.  Wufei's erection jutted out between his legs, the head of it dripping and wet, its color an angry dark reddish purple.  He looked on, astonished at his situation.  This certainly wasn't what he had in mind when he entered the hotel room, but the hungry look in Maxine's eyes was exciting him.  She knelt before him, her face inches away from his cock.  Hot breath tickled his sensitive skin, making him feel very tight and hot.  Yet she wasn't moving any closer towards her goal, frustrating him.

"Please," he whispered, his breath uneven, wanting nothing more than for her to touch him and fulfill the tension that coiled within his belly.

Maxine grinned, "That's all I wanted to hear, Wufie."  And before he registered the nickname, his groin was covered by a mass of chestnut brown hair as she began toying playfully with his erection.  Feeling the first touch of her mouth to the very tip of his cock, he cried out and grabbed great handfuls of the sheets beneath him as she ran her tongue along the underside of his cock.  He moaned, and lay back as she continued.

Conflicting thoughts shifted through Wufei's mind while Maxine started to suck on his cock more voraciously.  Certainly, it was a wonderful sensation as he felt his body tighten as he grew towards his own climax, but something was bothering him.  Perhaps it was the fact that he had only known this woman a few minutes, but she was so very familiar to him.  That, and the fact that she knew his hated nickname.  Maxwell always called him Wufie, much to his chagrin.  He felt Maxine's hand gently fondle his sack and he shivered, giving her an appreciative moan.  His balls were drawn up so tight, he knew that he wouldn't last much longer in this state.  But despite the erotic onslaught he felt, the wheels of his mind kept turning on the subject of who this woman was.  The length and quality of her hair, the color of her eyes, he strained to think of any female in the large group of Preventers would have been assigned to this mission.  Unfortunately, just as Maxine performed a wonderful deep throat, taking in his entire erection, Wufei screamed when he realized just why he wasn't coming up with a solution.  The *woman* currently giving him great head was the exact opposite.

"DUO!"  After the mere seconds that it took him to recover from his realization, Wufei thrust his foot out to push the other man away.

His comrade nearly choked on the lovely cock in his mouth when he heard Wufei scream like that.  He quickly pulled back, but not before Wufei delivered a truly vicious kick to his chest, throwing him to the other side of the room.  Enraged, Wufei staggered to his feet, glaring at the man that lay sprawled on the floor in front of him.  "You-" Duo looked up at him aghast, but not as scared as Wufei would have liked to have seen. "You fucking asshole!"  He turned away, not wanting to look at him.  He could hear Duo cough, then get up.  Soft footsteps towards him and he couldn't afford to look away.  Wufei turned to look at him again, and Duo couldn't bear to see the shame in his friend's black eyes.  All he wanted to do was complete the mission, Duo told himself, but now he had some new complications, that's all.  One thing Maxwell could pride himself on was his ability to think on his feet.  He stepped closer to Wufei, watching the young man take a step towards a wall.  Perfect.

"Listen, Fei, I'm not here to hurt you or anything like that."  He spoke, his voice soft and reassuring.  He was glad to see the erection jutting between his friend's thighs.  Wufei lunged at him in a crazy, desperate maneuver, but Duo caught him by the arm and threw him against the wall.  When Wufei realized he was at a disadvantage, Duo had pinned him with his body, using his full weight against Wufei's smaller form.  Taking advantage of Wufei's vulnerability, Duo bent his head down to nibble gently on the smaller man's neck.  He was beginning to enjoy this little power play.  Duo felt his own arousal grow firm against Wufei's taut stomach.

"Ah, Duo!"  Wufei squirmed underneath as the other man tickled his neck.  This wasn't helping him calm down at all, his arousal was very sharp.  He yelped when Duo bit down upon his neck.  "Talk about being stuck between a rock and hard place."  Though he was still turned on, he wanted Duo to let up on him a little.

Duo chuckled at him, the sound very sensual in his ears, hot breath teasing the soft skin behind his ear.  "Funny, I didn't know you had such a good sense of humor."  Duo's tongue flickered behind his ear, making Wufei wiggle a bit more.

"Funny, I didn't think you could possibly look that good in a dress!"  The last word sounded a little high-pitched because Duo had reached between them and slowly stroked his cock.

"I bet you'd look just as good, Fei" he said as his hand sped up.  Wufei trembled against him and started to breathe heavily.

Duo grinned.  "Feels good, doesn't it?"

"Mmmm, yes."

He felt a shiver at the strength of Wufei's exotic beauty, his half-closed eyes, his disheveled hair, his lips open to capture his breath.  Wufei was beautiful, and for one moment the young man was all his.  "Want me to finish what I started, Fei?"  A small nod was his only answer, it was all he needed.  Duo liked to have the upper hand, but rape just wasn't his thing.  With Wufei's consent, Duo knelt before him and began stroking Wufei's erection with earnest, drawing out cries of pleasure from his friend and coworker.  He had become bolder with each little noise Wufei made, soon he started sucking the very tip of Wufei's cock.

Feeling Duo's lips on him was more than he could handle, the tension left his body, seemingly through the tiny opening in his cock and he screamed loudly, wordlessly as he came.  Panting, barely able to catch his breath, Wufei watched as Duo tasted the bitterness of his seed, a grin on his friend's face.  The Chinese man whimpered as Duo let him go and he slid to the floor, still breathing heavily.  Gracefully, the other man lifted himself from Wufei and smiled down at him.

"Feel better?"  Duo asked as he turned away to unfasten the tight dress that hugged his skin.  Duo felt entirely too hot, too vulnerable to say anything else.  Glad to shed the dress, he walked to the dresser next to Wufei, who was watching him.  The release was a bit much for Wufei to deal with, he felt exhausted.  Wiping his face, Wufei nodded, then whispered "yes."  The other man turned away from him, giving him back some of his dignity.  Once Duo removed his constricting underwear and hosiery, Wufei noticed Duo's half-erect cock jutting between long, slim legs.  Evidently the sight of his friend sitting against the wall, so thoroughly debauched by himself was enough to get on Duo's nerves, primarily the few between his legs.

Duo was already getting dressed, first boxers, then a dark green pair of pants.  The rest of his Preventer's uniform showed itself when he slid into a pale green shirt.  Yet Wufei couldn't help but stare at Duo's groin.  It was apparent he wasn't the only one in need of release this evening.  A very large erection now tented out the front of Duo's pants despite the young man's best efforts to disguise it.  While he wasn't completely sure if he wanted to take the next step, his mind already told him he should at least return the favor.  Even though he never thought of himself as gay.  But that was were he was troubled.  While Duo was very beautiful, Wufei never thought about men as sexual partners.  What convinced him to proceed with such a lecherous plan was the gratification of returning a favor.  Duo was ready to leave now, embarrassing arousal or not, and Wufei would be left remiss.  Gathering his energy, Wufei stood and approached Duo, who was grumbling about how glad he was now that the mission was over, how much he hated wearing such trashy clothing and makeup.

"Duo?"  He was surprised at how small his voice sounded as he watched his friend stuff makeup into his duffel bag.  Evidently, Duo had used this room often enough to turn the bathroom into a sty.  Wufei's nose twitched in distaste at all of the perfumes, lubricants, and other items for women he saw on the bathroom counter.  Duo's dedication to the cause was evident.  It would be difficult to get Duo into the other room, he thought.  Even in the harsh light of the bathroom fixture, Duo was beautiful, and that reminded him of what he wanted to do for him.  First taking a moment to dress himself, Wufei approached Duo, who was still in the bathroom.

Duo blinked, watching the other man to get an insight as to what he was thinking.  Wufei's eyes lighted upon a package of condoms and he hastily put them into the duffel bag.  'Damn it all, what's with him today?' Duo considered asking him why he hadn't left yet.  But he settled for a simple, "Yeah, what?"

"Do you have the information necessary to complete the mission?"  Blurted out Wufei, much to both of their surprise.  'Ah, yes, the mission,' Wufei thought to himself, 'how the hell did I let that slip my mind?'  His eyes drifted to his friend's crotch.  'Well, that could count as a distraction.'

"Huh?  Yeah, it's on the desk by the lamp."  Duo's answer was short and Wufei found the small disk right away.  But Duo was still in the bathroom, how to get him out?  'And why am I so intent on seducing him anyway?'  Was the only prodding his conscience would provide.

"Duo, I don't see it, can you help me out here?"  Wufei called out as he put the disk into his own jacket.

'Damnit, as if this wasn't embarrassing itself, now he won't let me even hide in the bathroom?'  Duo thought as he sighed loudly and left the room.  Only to feel the breath knocked out of him when Wufei gave him a harsh shove onto the bed.  "Whoa, Wufei, knock it off!  I didn't mean to hurt you or nothing!"  Duo cried as Wufei climbed on top of him.  He didn't bother struggling.  If Wufei had wanted to hurt him, that would have happened by now.  Wufei reached a strong hand down between the two of them as they lay upon the bed and cupped around Duo's arousal as it strained through his pants.  Duo shivered and whimpered.  He loved the streak of danger he sensed in those determine black eyes.  Wufei ducked down to whisper hotly into Duo's ear.

"Need help with this?"  He punctuated his question with a rough squeeze, making his friend squirm sensually underneath him.

"Uh, yes.  A lot of help," was Duo's reply, and Wufei immediately lifted himself off of Duo, then proceeded to free Duo's erection from the confines of his boxers.  The proud flesh was already quite stiff.  Wufei was impressed.  Decision made, Wufei spit into both of his hands and then started to touch the hot flesh between his friend's thighs.  Duo moaned and leaned back against the pillows of the bed.  Wufei was amazed and pleased by Duo's trust in him.  Though the situation was quite odd for him, he simply used his hands as he would have someone do with him.  Soon, Duo was writhing in front of him, thrusting into his hands as they wrapped around his cock.  His curiosity got the better of him when a small drop of fluid formed at the very tip of Duo's cock.  He bent down to Duo's erection, stuck out his tongue and licked it off.

And then immediately spit it out because of the bitter flavor.  This made Duo chuckle softly.  When Wufei frowned at him for that, stopping his administrations to his cock entirely, Duo whimpered.

"Fei, come on, you don't have to taste, just touch"  Duo grabbed one of Wufei's hands and placed it around his cock.  He was so hungry to feel the rough skin of Wufei's hands touching him, he was unaware of Wufei's rueful smile.ÝÝ

"The name's Wufei, Duo," he admonished him and gave his friend a harsh frown, but none the less, he proceeded to caress Duo with his hands.  Duo whimpered, it sounded like his name, but he was preoccupied with the task he had given himself.  Faster and harder he pumped his hands around Duo, his mind preoccupied with the task.  Duo's body tensed and he came with a loud shout.  He managed to catch all of Duo's come with one hand while still milking the large cock with the other.  Pleased that he had done so well, Wufei watched Duo relax into the mattress with a low moan.

Unfortunately, he was quite disgusted by the handful of come he had.  Wiping it onto the blankets on the bed would be quickest solution, but then he would still have to wash his hands in the bathroom sink.  Certain that Duo wouldn't be offended, Wufei darted to the bathroom.

Duo roused himself after hearing the water in the bathroom run for 5 minutes.  Certainly the task of washing his own hands wouldn't take Wufei that long.  "Uh, Wufei?"  No answer came from the large hotel bathroom, and it caused him some concern.  Duo stood up and pulled his pants and underwear back on, fastening them as he shuffled on his shoes.  Quietly, he snuck up to the bathroom door.  Underneath the bright lights of the bathroom, Wufei stood before the sink as if bracing himself.  Tense hands gripped the counter on either side of the sink while hot water washed itself down the drain.

"Wufei?  What's going on?"  He spoke quietly, wanting to get his friend's attention, but not wanting to jolt him.  He could feel the tension radiating from Wufei, it was something he was all too used to seeing in the office.  Wufei twitched.

"I'm not quite sure if I should throw up or kill you, Duo" Wufei growled, making Duo step back.

"How about neither?"  Duo replied.  Wufei reached over and turned the hot water off.  Grabbing a towel from the rack near him, he ran cold water over it, then washed his face with it.  "Come on, Wufei, let's talk."

"No, I don't want to fucking talk to you!"  Wufei exploded, and Duo was troubled enough to walk out into the bedroom quietly.  The young Chinese man was very glad Duo didn't continue the argument.  He just didn't want to have a yelling fit with one of the few friends he had.  He was angry at Duo, angry at him for being used, angry because of the deception, and just plain angry.

Duo sat on the bed, patiently waiting for Wufei to emerge from the bathroom.  'Shit, I really fucked things up this time'  he chided himself.  When Wufei finally left the bathroom, Duo was a tense bundle of tight muscle, waiting for him to lash out.  His back was rigid, his breathing a bit faster than it should have been.  Still, he sat patiently waiting for him.  Duo had trouble looking into his friend's eyes, and it seemed Wufei couldn't either.

"I'm...I'm so sorry, Wufei!"  Duo was very upset, his voice strained with worry.  Wufei stepped closer to him, making Duo look up into his face.

"I know,"  Wufei snatched up his jacket and headed towards the door.  It took Duo all his patience not to follow him.  Wufei turned his head to look back at Duo, a frown upon his handsome face.  "Don't ever mention this, even to Yuy, Maxwell."  His voice was harsh, but Duo proved his strength by not even flinching, and he nodded.  Pleased by Duo's answer, Wufei opened the door and left the room, not saying another word.  All the tension left Duo's body with one great sigh, and he flopped back onto the rest of the bed.  One long arm stretched to the edge of the bed in a small fist, the other arm covered his eyes, which felt like they were burning with tears.  He could still taste Wufei in his mouth, the hands that stroked him so well still tingled within his mind, but Wufei was gone, and certainly that was the end of any endeavors he could have had with him.  Duo only hoped Wufei would forgive him for his actions tonight, but he wasn't a stupid man, he know it would take time.  Meanwhile, he would be without a friend for however long it took, and that hurt the most.

"Shit."

End

With love,
Hisui;)