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Published on Bishounen Garden ML
on Sunday, December 5th, 1999
by Tiiana-Onyx Black
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Zechs no Seishi; Treize no Seishi
Keeper of Duo's First Gray Hair and Dye He Uses To Hide It
Keeper of Treize's BVD's, Silk Sheets and Satin Pajamas
Keeper of The Whip That Tames Yohji
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Member of KINKK and MEEP (Kuwabara must MEEP!; Zechs must MEEP!)
"But I don't want to be here!"
"Zechs-sama, I heard a lot about this place and I know it's great. Just give it a try. For me?" I give my master the best doe eyes possible. The man deserves a vacation. He hasn't had one since is parents were killed when he was 6 and his sister was taken away from him. Basically, he has been fighting the war against the Federation since. And joining up with OZ didn't make things any better. Granted, the relationships he had with Treize (may he rest in peace) and now Noins were somewhat fulfilling, but still ...
I gently take him by his hand. I may not be his miko, but being his seishi is still a very tough job. Nudging him eagerly towards the door, I knock.
"See, there's no one here. Can we go now?"
"Iie. You need a vacation and you need one now." And I thought I was bad during PMS.
Slowly, the grand door opens and out steps a rather cute young man. I know that no one is as fine as my Zechs-sama, but this specimen is scrumptious.
"Uh, Tiiana, you can stop drooling," Zechs scolds in a monotone, yet elegant way.
"Shit," I curse, turning from the man to wipe away the dampness on my chin. Quickly regaining my composure I greet the fellow. "Hi, I believe I have reservations here?"
The guy smiles and takes a long look at my Zechs-kun. "Oh, then come in. I'm sort of helping out around here and I can check your reservations."
He ushers us in and over to the reception area.
"Excuse me, but I don't know who the reservations' for," the bright eyed lad asks, still eyeing Zechs. I can see the lust in his eyes.
I step in front of Zechs to keep the guy's attention. "The reservation is for Zechs Marquise."
The man looks down at the book and frowns. "I believe there is some kind of mistake here. The reservation is for one."
"No error," I grin. "This is his vacation, not mine. He will be staying alone."
I almost started laughing when I heard Zechs mumble, "Or maybe not." But I can also see the young man brighten up when I advised him that I wasn't staying.
"Alrighty then, Zechs-kun," I turn back to him, "I'll be leaving you now ..."
"Bye."
"If you need anything ..."
"Bye."
"When you're ready to leave, just ..."
"Tiiana, my seishi?"
"Yes, Zechs-sama?"
"Leave already." Zechs proceeds to push me out the door. The ungrateful aristocratic, former prince of Sank, most gorgeous man alive, man. One minute he doesn't want to be here, the next he's pushing me out the door and slamming it in my face. Sadly, I walk back to the limo and advise the driver I want to take the short cut back to Crystal Tokyo where King Endymion is awaiting his royal concubine.
~*~*~*~*~
Zechs leans on the door awaiting to hear the limo take off and turns back to his host. "I'm sorry, but my seishi can be a bit long winded."
"She's protective of you, that's all."
Zechs thinks back for a moment on the statement his host just gave him. Tiiana has been there, undercover (in more ways than one ^_^). Especially since Treize's death, he found that he relied heavily on her. And no one knew about her, not even Noins. It's amazing that Tiiana only appears to Zechs and the Gundam pilots.
"Mr. Marquise?"
"Gomen, I was deep in thought. And stop with the formalities. You can call me Zechs."
"Well then," the young man smiled, "you can call me Omi. Let me show you to your room."
~*~*~*~*~
Two days later . . .
"When my seishi said I needed a vacation, I guess she knew what she was talking about."
Zechs is sitting by the Olympic size pool just lounging. He just watches the other guest splash around like the childish young men they are. But Zechs knows better than to think of these guys as anything other than men. Real men. Yes, the Lightning Duke knows a real man when he sees one. And even Omi, although however young, has enough dark secrets in his closet to be referred to as such.
"Omi" Zechs has been thinking of him ever since he set eyes on him. He knows nothing of him, but he also knows that if he let down his guard, he's get to know all about him, in more ways than one. Spotting Omi climbing out of the pool after a game of water hockey, he smiles to himself. Although not overly muscular, Omi is tight and well cut with nice shaped pecs and abs that flexes with each step he takes and the way his nipples hardened due to the cold pool water is fascinating.
Realizing that he is getting really aroused in thinking of him and what he wants to do to him, Zechs calmly, yet quickly, gets up wrapping the towel around his waste and leaves the pool area.
Unfortunately, Omi doesn't miss a beat. He sees that Zechs is trying to hide his arousal, and being that he is the cause of this (he was very sure of), Omi follows the tall, platinum blond, blue eyed man back to his quarters.
Cautiously, Omi approaches Zechs' room door. Although he knows he could not scare the older man but this situation was different. He didn't know whether or not Zechs had been a situation such as this, but being that for the past two days, Omi lusted badly after him, longing to run his fingers along his long, leanly muscled body.
Softly, Omi knocks.
"Come," comes Zechs single word invitation.
Omi, eagerly, yet cautiously opens the door and steps in. Zechs is not in the main room of the suite, so Omi walks to the bathroom and leans against the shut door.
"Oy, Zechs-kun. It's me, Omi."
Slowly, Zechs opens the door and walks out.
"Why did you leave? I was about to ask you to join us."
Zechs walks over to the king size bed and sits down. Sheepishly, he looks up to meet Omi's gaze. "I'm sorry. I just needed some time alone so I came back here."
"Isn't there something else? Another reason why you left?" Omi has never felt so sure of himself. Everyone around him, thus far, he was sort of shy around, except for Ken. But Ken is his partner, a fellow assassin who Omi spent so much of his time with. As for Zechs, Omi was taken aback when he first laid eyes on him, feeling extremely jealous of Tiiana until she let him know that Zechs was not staying with him. Of course, Omi knew that there is a lot more to their relationship than master and servant, but today, Omi will not ponder over that issue. The issue at hand is getting Zechs the way he wants him, naked with his long blond hair laying loosely all over him.
Zechs begins to fidget and wonders when has he ever felt this nervous over anyone. Even with Treize, Zechs was more than confident, but now ... Zechs reaches out to Omi, pulling him to sit next to him. Unfortunately, the Tallgeese pilot is at an loss for words, so instead of speaking, he decides to let his actions speak for him. Brushing soft fingers over Omi's cheek, Zechs slowly moves forward to meet Omi's lips. Eagerly, Omi moves up to Zechs to meet his on coming kiss. The two kiss long and passionately, letting their tongues tangle softly. Omi reaches up to Zechs' head and begins to run his fingers thoroughly through the silkily, white-gold strands, pulling Zechs closer, hungrily to him.
Moments later, they break the kiss and stare at each other. Panting for breath, Omi is the first to speak. "Wow."
Zechs grins. "What did you think I couldn't kiss?"
Omi's eyes open in shock. "No, that's not it. It was like what I have dreamt of."
"So, you've been having dreams also."
Omi stared at disbelief in what the older man was saying. Was he having torrid sex dreams like himself?.
With an evil grin, Omi states, "I bet mine were more explicit than yours."
"Nani," Zechs cried. "I bet mine - mmrph, mmmmm"
Omi cut Zechs last statement with a kiss hotter than before. Pushing the former prince down to the bed, he begins to roughly play with Zechs nipples, rolling the harden pebbles between his fingers.
"Kuso," Zechs curses softly. He tries to turn the tables on Omi first by reaching to rub his hands across the youth's chest but Omi knocks his hands away. He then tries to turn the smaller man over, but the strength that Omi is exerting on the taller man was no match. Furthermore, Zechs mind is not completely there due to the slow, mind blowing torturous things Omi was doing to him. Not only was Omi fondling his nipples rather nicely, his leg was also rubbing again this extremely hard erection.
"This is your vacation. You're supposed to be relaxing," Omi breaths moving down to kiss Zechs' neck, drawing whimpers from him as Omi began licking and nipping at the sensitive areas. Slowly moving downward, only replaces one hand with is mouth and sucks and nips Zechs nipples.
"Please. I ..." Zechs succumbs to Omi's ministrations. No is his mind clear to think. All his focus changes to what Omi is doing to him and it is wonderful.
Never being in charge, always the uke, Omi wants to do nothing more than be the seme. Granted, he's smaller and younger than the other bishounen that stays here, but that didn't mean that he has to be on the bottom. But today will be different. Today, if Zechs thought we was going to be the aggressor, Omi changed all of that.
Once realizing that Zechs is no longer able to fight, Omi begins his decent downward, teasing Zechs navel with his tongue, biting his lower abdomen. Zechs hisses as the sensation, burying his hands in Omi's short, blond tresses pushing his head downward, suggesting to Omi his urgent needs.
"Not yet, Solder Boy," Omi grins while taking another nip at Zechs navel.
"You'll pay for that remark," Zechs hisses again.
"Promise?" Omi laughs. He looks up to Zechs, looking into his glazed over blue orbs and smiles evilly. Without another word, Omi grasps Zechs' hardened members and begins to stroke it roughly. Zechs arches his body upward and into Omi's hand, his breath quickens, his head moves from side to side.
"Please," he begs, not wanting to just be played with. Zechs wants to made love too and Omi was more than willing to please.
"As you command," he jokes. He quickly removes Zechs swimming trunks and his at the same time. Then slowly takes the head of Zechs manhood into his mouth. Only the head. His tongue lightly brushing over the tip.
"Please!" Zechs is at Omi's mercy. He begins raising his hips to try and urge Omi to take his member into his hot, velvety mouth. No longer wanting to play, Omi obliged Zechs by deep throating him and sucking, licking hungrily on his lover. But Omi's lust does not end here. He wants more. Reaching over to the night table, he pulls out a jasmine scented lubricant, spreading just enough on his fingers. While still sucking Zechs long, hard staff, he slowly pushes a finger into Zechs tight hole, loving the way Zechs squirms to the sensation. Omi then slips another digit in and when he's satisfied that he's loose enough, he goes for another. Zechs pushes his hips up and down to meet Omi's mouth and fingers, not knowing which way to go. But Omi knows what he wants so, once satisfied that Zechs is ready for him, he removes his fingers and sits between Zechs legs.
Zechs looks up the the younger man to be greeted by a fiendish smile. "So? Are you going to do it or not?"
Not removing his eyes from Zechs eyes, Omi pulls Zechs legs up to his waste and places his member against the now ready orifice. "I want to see your face and I want to to see mine, so don't close your eyes." He slowly pushes his erection into Zechs. Zechs fought hard not to close his eyes to the sensation of pleasure and pain and he didn't. We wants to see Omi during this moment also. Slowly, Omi begins thrusting into his older lover watching him squirm. Faster and faster, Omi pumps into him knowing that neither one of them will last long, and even though he wants to make this last forever, he knows it will not. Even if he could last that long, which he can't, he knew Zechs was ready to explode. Omi reaches between them and takes hold of Zechs throbbing manhood, pumping it hard and steadily.
"I can't ..." Zechs pleads as he soon found himself no longer too hold on. With a loud, feral growl, Zechs explodes. His juices flow from between Omi's fingers onto his stomach.
Omi, not being blind to the fact that Zechs orgasm was too damn sexy, soon follows. Pumping as hard and as fast has he could, his climax is none like before. His hot juices flowing deep within the Duke. With no more strength left, he collapse on top of Zechs and, although he fought it, soon fell into a deep slumber. Stroking Omi's head lightly, Zechs himself finds comfort with Omi snuggled on top of him and falls to sleep himself.
~*~*~*~*~
Zechs wakes up and looks around. The room is pitch black, except for the moonlight flowing through. He turns over to the lightly snoring youth laying next to him and smiles. Slowly, he rolls Omi to his back and begins to play payback. Before Omi could protest, he found that he likes being both the uke and seme.
~*~*~*~*~
A week and a half later:
"So, Zechs-sama, you look rather refreshed."
"Yes, my seishi, I'm glad you suggested this. I need to make a habit out of coming here more often."
Omi walks up to Zechs, and being that there is no one here except for Zechs and his seishi, he gives Zechs a very long and extremely wet kiss. With a lot of effort, and basically not wanting too, Zechs breaks the kiss. Saying his good-byes, Zechs walks out the door.
"Thank you, Omi-kun. He needed what ever you did."
Omi smiles at me and winks. I know what they did. I guess that is what the men at the Bishounen Garden do. But now, I must take my master home. His miko is waiting for him to put him in another one of her luscious fics.
