The Welcome

Title: The Welcome
by Michalyn
Fandom: Gundam Wing
Pairing: Zechs x Wufei
Rating: MA
Disclaimer: Sadly, I don’t own Zechs and Wufei.

Notes: For Devil Chick whom I keep promising 6×5 smutfic but never seem to be able to deliver on.

“Chang, If I see you in the office tomorrow, you can forget about Thanksgiving dinner,” Sally warned Wufei.

“All right, all right, there is no need to belabor the point. I’ll keep work to a minimum this weekend,” Wufei promised his best friend as he leaned out of the car door. “Thanks for the ride, Po.”

“Good. And you’re welcome. Call me if you need anything.”

“I will.” Wufei waved as Sally pulled out of the parking lot and her car disappeared around the corner. He made his way up to his apartment with a sigh. Wufei was more tired than he cared to admit. His most recent Preventers’ mission had been particularly grueling and for once, Sally’s insistence had not been entirely unwelcome. He was exhausted. A weekend without any assignments seemed to be just what the doctor ordered. Wufei smiled to himself. Well, it was literally so, since the orders had come from Sally.

Wufei fished out his keys, but in his exhaustion his hands were clumsy and he only succeeded in fumbling with the lock. Wufei cursed. Of all the times to be thwarted by something so ridiculous. All he wanted was a hot shower and a comfortable bed. Who needed dinner? He was planning on waking up in time for breakfast anyway. Wufei steadied his hand as he grasped the keys. Just as he was about to try the lock again the door opened.

Zechs leaned on the doorframe. “If you feel half as you battered as you look, I have my work cut out for me tonight,” he observed quietly. The blond was shirtless and barefoot, wearing low slung jeans.

Wufei let his hand drop to his side. “Zechs … oh… were you supposed to be here tonight?” he asked rubbing a hand over his eyes. Zechs had watched Wufei’s apartment while he was gone. Normally Sally would have taken on the duty but Zechs seemed the most sensible choice since lately he had been spending a lot more time at Wufei’s place—enough time to have been given his own key in fact. Wufei didn’t know what to call their relationship but that there was something between them beyond just sex was pretty clear. Still, they continued to be circumspect. So far, only the rest of the ex-pilots and Sally knew of the relationship and Wufei and Zechs liked it that way. Their jobs were hard enough without them providing fodder for the office gossip mill.

Zechs took Wufei’s duffel from him as he stepped inside. “No, I wasn’t supposed to be here but I thought you might need one of my massages.” Zechs leaned forward to capture Wufei’s lips. “Among other things…”

“Mmm… a massage sounds very good at the moment.” Wufei brushed his lips against Zechs’.

“Then why don’t you hop into the shower? Lie down on the bed when you’re done. Don’t bother to get dressed.”

“I can only promise a massage tonight just to let you know. I’m too sore for anything else. ”

“Then I’ll just have to get you nice and relaxed, won’t I?”

“Zechs…”

“Shower,” the blond said firmly, steering Wufei toward the hallway. “I’ll get you something to eat.”

Wufei sighed. “All right.” He trudged to the bathroom where he undressed then stepped under the hot spray. For a long time he remained like that, simply letting the hot water work its magic on his aching muscles but eventually Wufei lathered up and also washed his hair. When he was done he slipped into his bathrobe and padded into the bedroom. Zechs had already spread a large fluffy towel on the bed and the massage oils were on the nightstand. Wufei took off his robe and spread out on his stomach,. The room was pleasantly warm and while Wufei waited, he listened to the sounds of Zechs moving about the kitchen. Before long though, his recent shower and the soft bed beneath him combined to produce a lulling effect. Wufei pillowed his head on his arms and dozed lightly.

When he awoke, he found a cover thrown over his hips and Zechs sitting up next to him, redlining a report.

“Sorry, I must have dozed off,” he apologized, sheepishly.

“Nothing to be sorry about.” Zechs said, setting the report aside. “Think you’re up to some food?”

Wufei nodded.

Zechs rose and a moment later returned with a breakfast tray which held some pasta and a glass of white wine. He waited as Wufei settled against the pillows then set the tray in front of him. “Enjoy.”

“Thank you.” Wufei twirled some pasta around his fork and brought it to his lips. Now that he had begun to eat Wufei realized just how ravenous he was. It also helped that Zechs was a wonderful cook. The seasoned wine, broth and mushrooms in the creamy pasta sauce were just perfect. Wufei quickly made his way through the meal and he relaxed against the pillows with a contented sound.

“Good?” Zechs smiled.

“Very. The wine is excellent too.”

“You like it? It’s a new Riesling I found at the wine shoppe. I thought it was just right. Nice peachy undertones.”

“Mmm.” Wufei finished his glass. He started to get up to clear his plate away but Zechs stopped him. The blond whisked the tray from his fingers.

“I got it. You just sit back and relax.”

Wufei raised an eyebrow. “Since when do I need to be pampered?”

Zechs grinned. “Don’t worry; I’ll collect my payment later.” When he returned, he patted the middle of the bed. “Come here,” he said, indicating that Wufei should scoot over.

Wufei complied, rolling onto his side to face Zechs.

“Nope, on your tummy.”

“Tummy?” Wufei echoed.

“Fitting for little boys who don’t take proper care of themselves, don’t you think?” Zechs teased. He kissed Wufei’s forehead gently. “Now stop second-guessing me and turn over.”

Wufei did as he was asked. Instead of Zechs reaching for the massage oils as he expected, however, the other man rubbed his hands over Wufei’s arms, his back, his legs… He carefully turned over each limb, fingering each new scratch or bruise Wufei had sustained from the mission. “Not too bad, although you’ll be sore in the morning,” he murmured. “Luckily I can help with that.”

Wufei sighed as Zechs combed his fingers through his hair and kissed the nape of his neck. “I hope so. The one good thing that came out of this mission is that we can finally get some more funding to monitor the L42 cluster. Things have been going unchecked in that region for far too long. Almost half of the gangs are made up of ex-soldiers who lost their families and their homes to the war and I think this recent spate of violence finally convinced the higher-ups that something had to be done. Not that Une hasn’t been saying it all along….”

“Of course not,” Zechs rumbled, “That would actually require them to be proactive and listen to their people on the ground.”

Wufei snorted. “True.”

“Hmm, well I’m glad to have you back in one piece, minx,” Zechs said, trailing kisses down Wufei’s spine. His hot breath and soft lips made Wufei shiver. At the base of Wufei’s spine, Zechs’ tongue darted into the dimples above his hipbones. He cupped Wufei’s ass, kneading and spreading him gently and Wufei jumped when one of Zechs’ fingers slid between his cheeks.

“Zechs … I’m quite sure I don’t have any injuries there.” Wufei’s voice was wry.

“Positive?” Zechs teased. His voice darkened as he traced Wufei with his thumb.

Wufei gave a soft cry as pleasure spiralled from that point.

“Good boy,” Zechs purred.

“So this is what you had in mind? Taking advantage of a weary soldier by luring him with false promises of massages?” Wufei accused.

“Oh I’ll massage you all right … starting with this lovely little hole,” Zechs promised. He parted Wufei’s cheeks and pressed a kiss against his entrance. “Mmm.”

“Jesus!” Wufei’s entire body stiffened for a moment before he shuddered. Zechs’ tongue was circling him wetly and Wufei’s fingers twisted in the sheets. His body heaved. He couldn’t help the way his hips rocked backward or the way he clenched up every time Zechs’ tongue swept over him. When he spasmed yet again, Zechs paused.

“You know you’re only prolonging this. Not that I mind in the least,” he said idly, hot tongue darting against Wufei’s tightened hole. Zechs worked Wufei over, pressing just the tip of his tongue inside. Wufei cried out. His head was spinning from the sensations Zechs was arousing in him. The blond’s’ teasing had awakened his erection and it throbbed against his belly, demanding attention.

Zechs slipped a hand beneath Wufei’s hips and tugged him onto his knees. When Wufei scrabbled to support himself, Zechs tutted. He placed a hand on Wufei’s lower back and pushed him down so that his ass was in the air and he could only support himself on his elbows. “That’s far enough, thanks.”

Wufei trembled as he was completely exposed. “Zechs…”

“Spread your knees further apart.”

Wufei whimpered and shifted gingerly. His body thrummed with anticipation as he waited for Zechs’ caress. A hundred possible scenarios ran through Wufei’s head and the only constant was his knowledge that whatever Zechs chose would be exquiste torture for him. When it came to the bedroom, Wufei had early discovered that Zechs made it his expressed purpose to drown him with pleasure.

“So pretty,” Zechs breathed. “Look at you. All flushed and trembling just for me. Wufei do you have any idea how sexy you are?” He reached between Wufei’s legs and rubbed his cock. “Now that you’re nice and relaxed we can get to the main course.”

“If this is your idea of resting remind me to never find out what the opposite is,” Wufei groaned, arching sinuously as Zechs’ thumb circled the head of his cock.

Zechs nipped one cheek, just above where Wufei’s ass met his leg. Wufei heard the snap of a cap, then his lover’s slick fingers were pressing into him. “If this is your way of not wanting to find out, then I can’t wait to have you really excited,” Zechs countered, his voice velvety with buried amusement. Unerringly, he found Wufei’s sweet spot and rubbed that sensitive node, igniting a fire in Wufei that went to the marrow of his bones.

Wufei shouted and sagged forward. His body had long since stopped being his and now moved to Zechs’ finely orchestrated tune. Sweat broke over his body; his hips undulated. God … god … god. Only Zechs could do this to him. Only Zechs made him burn with this hunger. Wufei gave a ragged cry as Zechs’ fingers returned, stretching and caressing him in the same movement.

“Hmm, exactly like that, darling.” Zechs’ breath fanned against his ear. His large body covered Wufei’s, surrounding him … embracing him… caging him. Zechs slowly rocked his hips, rubbing the broad head of his cock over Wufei’s entrance.

The sensation alone was almost enough to undo Wufei. He jerked back against Zechs, thighs trembling. “Fuck me,” he moaned.

Zechs laughed, a deep subterranean sound. “As you wish.”

He wrapped an arm about Wufei’s waist and pressed forward, thrusting slowly and deeply into him. Zechs kept that inexorable rhythm, all the while murmuring scorching praises in Wufei’s ear—how tight he was … how perfect … how he loved the gentle contracting of Wufei’s muscles around his cock that brought him so much pleasure … how he loved the wild sounds that were even now spilling from Wufei’s throat.

As for Wufei, he responded in the only way he could, with broken cries and the passionate movements of his body. He fumbled between his legs, stroking his cock hard and fast, desperate for the release Zechs seemed determined to keep from him with his languid thrusting. Their harsh panting filled the room and Wufei could feel the tension building in Zechs’ body despite his best efforts to prolong their lovemaking. By then, Wufei was already at his limit and when Zechs’ thrusts became shorter, the movement of his hips more disjointed, Wufei shuddered, exploding into his palm. He called Zechs’ name.

“Wufei…” Zechs growled and then he too was hurtling over the edge. They slumped together heavily on the bed, Zechs’ weight pinning him to the mattress. That definitely was not going to help his aching muscles in the morning, but for now, Wufei was too gloriously sated to protest anything about the way his and Zechs’ bodies fitted together.

In time, their breathing slowed. Still murmuring tenderly to him, Zechs kissed the back of Wufei’s neck before pulling out. Wufei gave a soft moan as they were disentangled. His thighs were sticky and they were lying in a rather unsightly wet spot, but neither of them seemed to care.

Zechs pulled Wufei into his arms. “Think I’ve exhausted you enough to get you a full night’s sleep?” he whispered, brushing his lips over Wufei’s temple.

Wufei sighed and burrowed deeper into Zechs’ arms. “So you had a noble purpose after all?” he joked around a yawn.

“No but if the ends justify the means….” Zechs chuckled.

“Hmph.” Wufei’s eyelids drooped. “Zechs?”

“Mmm?”

“Thanks.”

Zechs’ arms tightened around Wufei. “Believe me, it was my pleasure.”

“I’m sure,” Wufei said drolly.

Zechs laughed and kissed Wufei again. “Ah … I just realized there was one more thing I forgot to say.”

“What is it?” Wufei shifted to peer up at his lover.

Zechs’ eyes were filled with tenderness as bent to capture Wufei’s lips. “Welcome home.”