Title: Off-Kilter

Author: Katia Taschereau

Pairing: 2xR

Warning: Lemon, Language, Angst, Darkness- NC-17

Disclaimers: All characters and names are property of Shin Kidousenki Gundam Wing, which in turn is the property of Sunrise, Bandai, and Sotsu Agency/TV Asahi. I do not own or claim to own any of these above named entities- I am only borrowing them for the time being.

A.C. 200

�Are you sure you can do this?�

The question startled Duo Maxwell out of his reverie of a nice steak dinner and maybe even his girlfriend, Hilde Schbeiker, for dessert when he got home, and his eyes snapped wide open to stare back into the intense Prussian blue gaze fixed on him. The other three ex-Gundam pilots seated around the round wooden table gazed at him as well, waiting for his answer. A quick laugh escaped Duo�s lips and he leaned back in his chair, balancing it dangerously on the back two legs, and placed his hands behind his head, his elbows sticking out like two wings from behind the tousled head of long, chestnut hair.

�Of course I can do it,� he replied with another sarcastic laugh. �Why else would I have volunteered? Besides, I think we all know Heero here would take another three years to knock Miss Princess off, and I don�t think we can wait that long, can we?� Duo cast a friendly wink at the glaring pilot next to him and laughed again.

�That isn�t the point,� Chang Wufei, another constantly glaring pilot, spoke then. �You aren�t going to have much time. The rest of the Preventers are going to be busy trying to hold back the Freedom�s Hand aggressors as soon as they storm the building; of course, all of us are going to have to play our parts. But once you get the Vice Foreign Minister to the safe room, all you�ll have time to do is finish her and get the hell out. We should have the entire building captured by then, and then it�s over.�

A sigh from across the table where the last two pilots sat, enshrouded in the darkness away from the diffuse yellow light cast by the dim overhead light, turned the attention away from Duo then, and they waited for the quiet, demure blonde who had protested to continue.

�It shouldn�t be like this,� Quatre Raberba Winner finally spoke, pausing for a moment to take another sip of his coffee. �Miss Relena has been so kind to us, and she has done so much for us. If it weren�t for her, we wouldn�t even /have/ colonies to be fighting for now. There has to be another way, without killing her�� The boy�s words trailed off and he shook his head, averting tear-filled aquamarine eyes.

The pilot beside Quatre, a tall, silent boy with a silky curtain of chestnut hair concealing one half of his stoic face, placed a large, gentle hand on his companion�s shoulder then, patting reassuringly. �I know how you feel, but the truth is that there /isn�t/ any other way,� he replied softly. �The colony leaders have already tried negotiating with her, and they have even tried resigning from the United Nation, but she won�t let them. If we want our freedom now, we are going to have to show that nothing will stop us from attaining it. Not even her.� The boy who went by the name of Trowa Barton turned sympathetic emerald eyes to the Japanese pilot across from him, his gaze meaningful.

All eyes in the small, cramped conference room in the bowels of Preventer Headquarters turned to Heero Yuy then, waiting for him to answer. The Japanese boy�s expressionless face remained so, even as his eyes glittered with pained apprehension and something like sadness�

�Hai,� was his only reply then as he nodded once in agreement and turned back to Duo. The boy with the waist-length braid was lost in another daydream of his Hilde, watching her hips sway seductively before him as she danced for him on top of their kitchen table, the strap of her tank top slipping dangerously down her delicate shoulder and revealing the curve of one perfect little breast. The petulant pink lips parted in a soft sigh then as she fell to her knees, bending forward to catch his mouth with her own�

�Hey, baka!� a harsh, guttural voice shouted. Duo snapped back to the present, nearly toppling over backwards on his tilted chair at the sound of Wufei�s loud voice, and nodded quickly.

�Yeah, yeah,� he replied. �What is it now?�

It was Heero who spoke once again this time.

�Are you sure you can do this?�

Duo shook his head in mock-disbelief and rolled his eyes. �How many times do we have to go over this?� he asked. �I already told you I got it.�

The Prussian eyes narrowed, the probing gaze turning almost threatening. �We don�t have time for any mess-ups. It has to be a one-shot job.� Translation: If you do anything to Relena besides what you have to, omae o korosu. Duo smiled at the thought.

�Mission accepted,� he replied, mimicking Heero�s mechanical monotone. �It�ll be over before you know it."

�Remember, you�re dealing with Shinigami here.�

Those words were the ones that reverberated in Duo Maxwell�s head now as he ran with the Vice Foreign Minister down the crowded, smoke and scream filled hallways of the Earth Sphere United Nation capitol building, heading desperately for the safe room in the very bowels of the immense skyscraper. He kept his gun drawn in case they ran into any of the Freedom�s Hand �rebels� along the way, and the Vice Foreign Minister tucked safely under his arm, pressed into his side. She didn�t complain, didn�t question, either. But even though the mission was going extremely well, Duo was beginning to wonder if they could truly pull this off.

His comrades from the Freedom�s Hand separatist group had arrived exactly on time and had had an incredibly easy time storming the capitol building. They had caused confusion and chaos that had thrown the other Preventers, most of whom had been on their lunch break, off and allowed Duo to take Relena without any other intervention. The attack had also stopped Lady Une, the chief of Preventer, from calling Relena�s evacuation chopper and taking her away. But as he ran now with Relena, nearing closer and closer to the safe bunker below the battle above and throughout the building, he wasn�t sure killing her would be a good idea. They would find her soon enough, and if anyone who saw them running together now remembered, he would be in deep shit. And what if he didn�t kill her?

But there were still the colonies to fight for. That was his main mission.

They needed their freedom. It was what they, as Gundam pilots, had been fighting for all along, and with the Earth Sphere United Nation beginning to turn into another Alliance, it was what was necessary. The colonists could no longer endure anymore oppression.

And then again, they /were/ dealing with Shinigami.

The words reassured Duo once again, and he allowed a small smile to play across his lips as they finally reached the safe room. He pulled Relena Darlian quickly into the spacious, well-furnished bunker and slammed the heavy steel door shut, bolting it securely behind him and holstering his gun at his side once again. He turned to face the pale, shaken girl, her deep blue eyes wide and vacant with confusion and worry, her body trembling visibly. This wouldn�t be difficult at all.

But now it was time to test his acting skills.

Duo worked his features into his best, concerned, man-on-a-mission look and approached Relena with a quick, determined stride, holding out his arms to catch the slender girl as she toppled forward, unable to stand on her own anymore. Her long, golden blonde hair, pulled back behind her head in a low ponytail and secured with a black band, tangled in his fingers as he wrapped his hands firmly around her small waist, and she buried her face in his uniform jacket. Duo was acutely aware of the pressure of her soft, ample breasts pressed against his chest, and he felt the male in him stir slightly as she finally lifted her face to his, staring up at him with eyes shimmering with unshed tears. He shook it off quickly.

�I don�t understand any of this,� Relena said softly, shaking her head slowly. �Why are these people doing this to us? I have told them so many times that I am willing to work with them, that I respect their decision to remain separatists, but that I will try to help them achieve their wishes� Why would they decide then to come here and kill innocent people?�

Duo gazed back down at the girl�s genuinely hurt expression, her lower lip caught between her small, even white teeth as she tried to hold back her tears. He sighed and looked away, up off into the distance. �I don�t know,� he replied. �Maybe they�re just trying to scare us� But it will be over soon. I don�t think Heero and your brother will let many people get killed.� He smiled down at her encouragingly.

Relena returned the smile half-heartedly and broke the unintentional embrace between her and Duo, walking slowly over to the chair at an ornate cherry-wood desk and sitting down, defeated. �I hope Heero is alright,� she said with a sigh. �I don�t even want to think about what is happening up there��

A loud bang, like the explosion of a small-caliber grenade, followed by a few quick bursts of machine gun fire, punctuated Relena�s fears then. She closed her eyes, crossing her arms tightly over her chest, a single tear trickling out from under the fringe of long, dark lashes touching her cheek and trekking slowly down the delicately made-up expanse.

Duo couldn�t keep the smile from returning to his face as he watched her, her eyes closed in perfect opportunity for him to make his move. This wouldn�t be difficult. It was now or never.

Silently, Duo approached the Vice Foreign Minister, turning her chair back around to face the desk and sliding his hands up to touch her shoulders. He began a slow, tender massage of the tense, taut flesh of her neck and shoulders then, feeling her body relax beneath his touch, her head falling to the side in surrender. He smiled.

�Don�t think about anything,� Duo spoke then, keeping his voice low, reassuring, his lips brushing the top of her head. Her silky hair smelled sweet, like lilacs. �All you have to worry about is staying alive, and you�re safe now. I promise.� He slid his hands back down, trailing them almost suggestively down her back, brushing the waistband of her slim, knee-length black skirt and then moving them back up to her shoulders and continuing his massage. Relena groaned softly, almost sensually in relaxed agreement, and let her arms fall loosely to her sides. He made his move then.

Before the Vice Foreign Minister even had time to open her eyes and realize what was happening, Duo had grasped her free arms, pulling them tight behind her and cuffing them securely to the back of the plush and steel swivel chair. He turned the chair back to face him once again and gazed down into the confused, shocked blue gaze of his prey, her mouth opened as if she were about to speak. Duo quickly placed a finger to her soft pink lips then, silencing her before she could get a word out, and smiled calmly, comfortingly.

�You have nothing to worry about anymore, Princess,� the braided boy said with a small smile. �Just close your eyes� It�ll all be over soon.� He took his handgun from its holster and brought it up to her head, trailing it gently up over her breasts, neck, and face before resting the barrel against the temple of her forehead. His smile remained calm, almost cheerful.

Relena continued to stare up at the pilot who had supposedly been her lover�s best friend in silent shock, unable to comprehend what was happening. Duo Maxwell was a Preventer, or at least she had thought. And why he wanted to kill her now was beyond any reason she could think of. Except�

�So you are a part of all this,� the Vice Foreign Minister finally replied, her statement more of an affirmation than a question as she motioned upwards with a tilt of her head. �The Freedom�s Hand group. Why?� The dark, blue-green eyes narrowed then under the tousled golden strands of her bangs, and her jaw set almost angrily. Hadn�t she just finished explaining to him that she was willing to work with them on their differences?

Duo shook his head and shrugged indifferently. �I hate to sound clich�, but it�s not about you, babe, it�s about /us/,� he replied, tracing the barrel of the gun almost tenderly up and down her cheek, and back up to her temple. �We fought all those years ago for the freedom of the /colonies/. And yeah, sure, we got that. But we also got the Earth Sphere United Nation riding up our asses, telling us how we should and shouldn�t do things in the colonies. Before you know it, it�ll turn into an occupation of United Nation government officials and we won�t have a say in anything that goes on. Even you know it�s leaning that way now, Lena.� He paused, a short, almost bitter laugh escaping his lips before he continued.

�Face it, baby, you�re just a middleman for all the old higher-ups. They�ll do what they want, no matter what you say. So we�re taking it into our own hands- We�re dropping out of this so-called �United Nation�. We�ll do fine on our own.�

Relena�s eyes stayed fixed on the pilot as he spoke, unwavering. It was true what he was saying; she didn�t have much power. At least, not as much as she should have. But she was fighting. She would win the respect of her colleagues /and/ the colonists.

She would fight now.

�And where do I fit into all this?� she asked, keeping her tone even, unaffected by the gun pressed into her temple. She couldn�t show him she was afraid. She barely believed he would kill her, anyway.

Duo shrugged once again. �You�re the key to getting them to understand,� he replied. �They know how we all feel about you, especially Heero. You�ve been an advocate for the Gundam pilots since the beginning, whether you wanted to be or not. So it�s simple- You die, they understand that we�re not backing down.�

Relena felt a shiver of apprehension run through her body then at the mention of Heero Yuy, her sometimes lover and supporter, and cast her gaze downwards, pensively. If what Duo was telling her was true, that this revolt included all of the colonists affiliated with the Freedom�s Hand group, and the Gundam pilots as well, then he was a part of them, too.

This time he really wanted her dead.

Relena took a deep breath, fighting to keep her voice from trembling, before she spoke again, raising her eyes back up to Duo�s violet ones. �What does Heero think about all this?� she asked. �Why didn�t he come do this himself?�

Duo allowed the small smile playing at the corner of his mouth to widen into an amused grin then, and he laughed, shaking his head. �Why do you think he didn�t come? He had enough trouble trying to do it back when we were fifteen� I�m sure it�s even harder for him now.� He cast the Vice Foreign Minister a meaningful glance then, his grin widening as her cheeks flushed lightly in embarrassment and she ducked her head, avoiding his gaze. So they /were/ sleeping together, he thought with another laugh.

Relena raised her head after a moment to stare back up at Duo, her eyes clear. Her expression was nonchalant now, no longer embarrassed, almost challenging. She tilted her head to the side as if thinking and sat up straighter in the soft, plush chair, doing her best in spite of the cuffs shackling her hands behind her. A tiny smile played across her full, glossy pink lips and she nudged Duo�s leg where he crouched before her with one delicate foot encased in a sexy black stiletto heel.

�I do not think you can kill me, either,� she finally spoke, her tone slightly teasing, taunting, almost flirtatious. �After all� What would Hilde think about you then?�

Duo�s head snapped up at the mention of his girlfriend�s name and he turned narrowed violet eyes, glittering with hateful agitation, on the blonde girl before him. He was aware of her foot still on his leg, rubbing the sexy heel against his uniform pants, urging him to answer, and he felt his pants become a little tighter, despite his anger at her bringing his Hilde up. He shook it off once again.

�She has nothing to do with this,� Duo answered after a long moment, keeping his voice low, controlled. �And even if she did, she wouldn�t care. She�s a colonist, too, you know. Besides, she never liked you.� He smiled then, leaning forward to press his gun further into Relena�s temple, cocking the trigger, making sure she heard it click.

Relena felt herself draw in her breath involuntarily, backing away from Duo as he inched forward, his gun pushing into her skin almost painfully now. A damp heat began to spread in the region between her thighs as the pilot moved his face forward, poising it inches from her own, and she felt her nipples become tight with arousal, aching for his touch, his kiss. She desperately hoped he wouldn�t notice, and did her best to keep her eyes on his so they wouldn�t stray from her face.

She despised this feeling she always seemed to get around the braided American boy, this feeling she had always gotten since meeting him- A burning, insane desire to fuck him and have him fuck her. She had always loved Heero, but there had always been something about Duo Maxwell that drove her to unbelievable extremes. And when he had announced that his live-in relationship with Hilde Schbeiker was more than just that of friends, she had despised the feeling even more. She despised /him/.

Because he still played with her, played with her desire for him.

Played with her now.

�Oh, really?� Relena finally replied, finding her voice once more, the words coming out in a breathless release. �And why is that?�

She would play with him as well. He wouldn�t win.

Duo smiled and moved the gun down from Relena�s temple to her neck, pushing the cold steel barrel against her jugular vein, the fine blue line beneath her pale, creamy flesh pulsing with arousal now. His smile widened.

This was why he had volunteered to kill her.

�Well,� he said slowly, moving his mouth to hers, speaking against her moist, parted lips. �She never liked the fact that I want you.� His mouth claimed hers then in a deep, hungry kiss, his tongue pushing past her lips to find hers, his teeth biting down on her lower lip, drawing blood. Relena returned his kiss for a moment before breaking away, turning her face sharply to the side so that his teeth raked her cheek, leaving a thin crimson trail of blood from her lower lip. Duo only smiled and moved the gun up to turn her face back towards his, placing the barrel against her chin.

�So now, you see, I /have/ to kill you,� he said, stroking the barrel of the gun back up to her temple and cocking the trigger once more. �For the colonies /and/ for Hilde.�

Relena gazed back down into the glittering violet eyes, the smile curving Duo�s sensual mouth deadly, excited. Her face remained expressionless, uncaring. She would rather he kill her, anyway, than give in to his temptation. She loved Heero, would always love Heero. Even if he /was/ a part of this plot, if he /did/ wish for her downfall. Death was better than betraying her feelings.

Or staying true to them.

�Go ahead,� Relena said then in a whisper, her blue-green eyes darkening to a stormy sapphire. She licked the coppery-tasting carmine fluid from her lips slowly, tasting the fruit of her forbidden passion. �Kill me.�

Duo continued to smile, his finger squeezing the trigger. Relena�s eyes fluttered closed, a sigh escaping her lips before she felt Duo�s on them once again, his tongue lapping hungrily at the blood beginning to dry there. The click that resounded from the fired gun was empty, dead: No bullets. Relena returned the kiss once again.

The couple remained locked in their hungry, passionate embrace, lips and tongues fighting desperately to quell the desire rising in both of them, the lust that had built over the years, culminating to this one moment- The wrong moment.

Duo�s eyes opened halfway, straying down to the watch at his wrist. He had already wasted fifteen minutes. She should have been dead already, and he should have already blown the entire building and the Earth Sphere United Nation capitol itself, with Hilde in tow.

But that could wait.

He had waited for this moment for practically five years now.

Even if it /was/ wrong.

Duo broke the kiss then and tossed the useless gun down. It landed with a clatter to the blue and white-tile floor, hitting the desk beside the chair Relena was bound to and landing just beneath it. He turned back to the blonde girl then, his eyes travelling languidly up her body, surveying the effects of his ministrations. A pleased, satisfied grin spread slowly across his handsome face.

Relena sat carelessly in the desk chair, her long, toned legs, seeming even more elongated in the impossibly high-heeled shoes she wore, sprawled open, inviting despite the anger glinting in her dark blue eyes at having her resolve broken. She gazed at the long-haired pilot through narrowed eyes, strands of her long golden hair beginning to come loose from her ponytail and hanging loosely about her shoulders, heaving with each labored breath. He definitely noticed her breasts now, the nipples hardened with arousal and straining against the front of her tight black, long-sleeved blouse, the outline of their rounded perfection clearly apparent through the thin material. He had kissed the bite on her lower lip fresh once again, and the soft pink was stained with bright red, glittering in the soft light of the room. She licked the blood away slowly, decisively, as if testing him.

Duo continued to smile as he bent forward once again, trailing the long fingers of one large hand up her bare leg teasingly as his other slid down to the combat knife strapped to his right ankle and slipped it free. Relena could do nothing but watch helplessly as Duo�s fingers climbed higher and higher up her leg, disappearing under the hem of her skirt, and her breath grew even shallower, wishing for and dreading his touch against her desire all at the same time. Her eyes fluttered closed.

Cold steel against her bare abdomen then startled Relena back to the present and her eyes snapped open to stare down at the sharp tip of the combat knife as it disappeared under her blouse. It returned to sight then, ripping the fabric easily as Duo guided it in a smooth upward motion. Blue eyes wide with apprehension met calm violet ones, and the pilot laughed. The clinging, stretchy material of the blonde girl�s blouse opened easily as the knife sliced through the last bit of fabric, exposing her naked breasts to his eager gaze then, and his smile widened.

�Naughty, naughty,� Duo whispered as he discarded the knife and returned to the perfection of her voluptuous breasts, perfectly upright despite their heaviness, raising one hand to play absently with one dusky pink nipple. �Ready for Heero�� He twisted the nipple roughly then, making Relena cry out in both pleasure and pain, and pulled it taut as his other hand rose up to do the same to her other nipple. She uttered a short scream of protest, her hips rising off the chair to bump the pilot�s, pushing him slightly away. She met his amused gaze with eyes clouded with both anger and arousal, her mouth twisted in agitation.

�What the hell do you think you are doing?� she asked in a low voice as Duo continued to stimulate her breasts, cupping them in his large hands and beginning a rough fondling of the soft, plump flesh. An involuntary moan escaped her lips. She shook her head fervently, desperately trying to clear it. �You have no right��

Her words trailed off then as Duo moved a hand back down under her skirt, his fingers finally finding her aching arousal and caressing it with the most tender care she had ever felt. He allowed himself another smile as he watched her eyes close and her body grow lax under his intimate touch, her guard down once again. He bent his head to kiss her arched neck, moving his mouth upwards to nip her earlobe as he whispered, �You want to know what I�m doing?� She nodded and he lifted his face up to hers, meeting her half-lidded gaze. He smiled, and Relena watched dazedly as the sensual mouth moved, the voice issuing from it deep and tinged with amusement- Seductive.

�I�m giving you what you want.�

The long, work-roughened fingers hooked up through the straps of her panties then, pulling down in one swift motion. Relena continued to watch silently as Duo held up her tiny black string bikinis, a laugh escaping his lips as he surveyed his success, the sexy garment soaked in her arousal. Even Hilde had never been that wet, that ready for him- This came from pure lust, unrequited passion that had yet to be fulfilled.

Soon.

Duo licked the soaking wet crotch of the blonde girl�s panties slowly, tasting her slightly spicy sweetness, his eyes fixed on hers. The cerulean orbs stared back, intently, watching as his tongue slid hungrily up and down the black material, imitating what he planned to do to her next. He finished cleansing the garment and tossed it down, bored. The sexy, sinister grin returned to his face as he crawled forth seductively, hands reaching out and grasping Relena�s slim thighs, pushing her skirt roughly up to her waist and exposing her glistening pink femininity to his hungry violet eyes.

Relena barely had time to oppose him, no longer wishing to anyway, when Duo�s mouth suddenly claimed her sex, his teeth gnashing fiercely at her clit, his tongue lapping at her slit as if he were an animal, cleansing her. She cried out, lifting her hips and arching them into his mouth, beginning to buck into him as she neared orgasm, forcing her sex into him.

Duo felt the first drops of the girl�s release on his tongue then and pulled away quickly, harshly, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he sat back up, his grin teasing, almost evil. The beautiful Vice Foreign Minister stared back at him with blue eyes filled with longing and hatred at his cruel taunting, the smooth, creamy skin of her face and breasts flushed. She strained her wrists against the cuffs impatiently, wanting to be free, to take him herself.

The pilot stood up slowly, his grin melting away as he glanced back down at the watch on his wrist. He was already past the time he should have been done. Someone would probably be on their way down soon to check on him. Probably even Heero himself.

This was wrong.

/He/ was wrong. He had let things get out of control.

Off-kilter.

But it was already too late anyway- He would finish this now.

Relena let her eyes travel appreciatively over Duo Maxwell�s tall, slender body as the pilot began to undress, tossing his uniform jacket down and beginning to pull the hem of his tight white T-shirt up over his head. She watched the whip-cord tight muscles of his slight, yet powerful build ripple in his toned torso and thick biceps as he freed himself of the shirt and threw it down. His long chestnut braid whipped behind his head, moving jauntily from side to side before coming to rest in the middle of his back, the end brushing the curve of his small, nicely rounded rear, as if drawing attention to it. His hands moved down to the waistband of his pants and began to undo his belt, pulling it quickly loose and unzipping the tight dark blue garment, leaving his perfect young body completely naked for the girl�s eyes to devour.

The violet eyes were clear in the handsome, uncharacteristically expressionless face as Duo approached the bound girl slowly now, taking in the raw desire etched into her beautiful features, feeling himself grow even harder, larger under her relentless gaze. He came to a stop inches before the girl�s face, his engorged sex poised just before her mouth, and he leaned slightly forward, touching the hardened tip to her soft, moist lips, tracing the lines of her pretty, petulant mouth with it.

A soft sigh of pleasure escaped Relena�s lips as Duo�s cock ran lightly over them, the salty taste of the pre-come beginning to drip from the tiny slit in the head entering her mouth as it grazed her. She raised clear blue eyes to his then, one perfect brow arched, as if challenging him. A small smile curved her lips.

�Tell me,� she said, motioning with her head down to the cuffs binding her wrists behind her back. �Have you always wanted me like this? Is this one of your perverted fantasies? Are you still planning to kill me when this is all over, or was this siege just a part of the fantasy as well?�

Duo smiled, reaching a hand forth to stroke her cheek with one finger almost lovingly, his cock still poised against her lips. �Maybe,� he replied. �This can be anything you want, babe. Anything at all�� He moved closer to her then, pushing his erection further into her.

�We�ll worry about killing later,� he continued in a whisper. �You want to suck my cock now, don�t you?� His voice throaty, guttural with desire around his satisfied smile. She was lost- Surrendered.

�Yes,� Relena breathed then, unable to come up with a lie good enough to mask the lust in her eyes and the hunger for him in her body. She had dreamed of this so many times� She could no longer deny herself. Her chance was now.

It was already out of control.

Relena lifted her face suddenly, placing her mouth at the juncture of his sex and his groin, beginning to suck the flesh. Duo groaned softly, his hands snaking forward to hold her head, his fingers slipping around to her hair and freeing it from the black band it was secured in, tangling the long digits in the flaxen silk. Relena slid her mouth lower then, along the thick, ridged shaft of his cock, taking the sweet tip of it in her mouth and beginning to suckle hungrily.

Duo cried out, a choked, impatient grunt, and locked his hands in the girl�s long hair, stabilizing her head and pushing his cock completely into her mouth, beginning a quick, wild thrusting motion in and out as she suckled. She stayed consistent even as he thrust, her lips wrapping tighter around the hardened shaft and pulling him deeper, down her long, slender white throat.

He could no longer stand it.

Before either had a chance to catch their breath, Duo suddenly pulled out, falling to his knees on the floor before the blonde girl and reaching a hand around the chair to uncuff one of her wrists, leaving the other still attached to the chair. He pulled the startled, half-dressed girl to the cold tile floor with him, positioning his body above hers, straddling her curvaceous hips and pressing his hard, muscular thighs into her to restrain her further as he finally entered her in one violent push. They cried out together, their bodies quickly finding and beginning the frenzied, passionate rhythm they had both denied one another for so long.

Duo gazed down at the beautiful girl below him, loving the way her slender, elegant body lay prostrated beneath his, taking his merciless thrusts bravely, returning them with her own, willingly giving in to his violent rape of her sex. Relena�s own eyes remained fixed on his as well, a smile playing across her lips as he pounded into her, his handsome face contorted in raw ecstasy, his teeth bared through his curled lips as he grunted and thrust. Her tight sheath clenched around him suddenly, drawing his cock further into her, and she felt herself begin to spasm in the first throes of orgasm, crying his name as she sobbed her release. He let go soon after, his scream of pleasure overshadowing her own.

It was over in a matter of minutes.

Duo pulled out as soon as he had emptied his seed into her body, not waiting for her to finish coming down. He retrieved his clothes and climbed to his feet, pulling his pants on quickly. Up above, the sounds of the siege were beginning to die down- It would be over soon. They had most likely won. He had wasted too much time.

It was time to get out.

Duo shrugged into his uniform jacket, not bothering with his shirt, and turned back to the Vice Foreign Minister, still trembling with the after-effects of their sex. A pleased grin spread lazily across his face as he gazed at her.

She was beautiful, her half-clothed body lying sprawled, open, dark against the light-colored tiles. Their mingled fluids trickled down her inner thighs, clung to her naked abdomen, exposed below her pushed-up skirt. Her full, perky breasts rose and fell slowly with each breath she took, her torn black shirt hanging from her elbows, barely covering the soft, voluptuous orbs. Her long hair shimmered dark gold in the diffuse light, splayed beneath her head in silky tangles, and her dark blue eyes fluttered to half-mast as she smiled up at him, the blood dried on her lips.

He had done this.

He had gone wrong.

Off-kilter.

But they had still won. The colonies /would/ be free.

The gun fired once.

�Another time, Relena.�

~Owari