Caution: Men at Work

I don’t own Treize or Wufei.

Caution: Men at Work
by Michalyn
Theme: #5, On the Nightstand (Light Theme Set)
Rating MA
Notes: phoenix13×5 and I joined the 20_inkspots community and this is our first ficlet. 20_inkspots works like 30_kisses except a writer and artist pair up to work on 20 themes together. As you can expect from us, this is pure sap–and 13×5 of course!

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Wufei was sitting cross-legged on the living room floor, flipping through some old architectural magazines when Treize settled next to him. He leaned against the sofa.

“Find anything you like?”

“Mmm,” Wufei murmured, unconsciously moving closer. “Tell me again why we decided to renovate an old Victorian house instead of buying a new one?”

“Because we appreciate a good challenge? Because it means I get to see you in nothing but shorts and construction boots?” Treize pulled Wufei’s legs onto his lap and rubbed the arch of one foot. He watched as Wufei closed his eyes and sighed.

“We really need to take down that fence. I’m sure it was charming at one point but now it’s like a row of broken teeth. I was hoping these magazines would give me some ideas but so far I’ve had no luck. Everything is either too fussy or too utilitarian. I’d really prefer not to have anything resembling a chain-link fence out there. Hmm…” Wufei paused over one page. “How about something like this? It might work. And there’s always the option of softscaping. I could plant some viburnum…”

Treize made a noncommital sound, at the moment far more interested in the weight of Wufei’s legs in his lap and the soft pajama bottoms he was wearing. His fingers trailed up to the inside of Wufei’s knee and lingered there, moving in teasing circles. At the caress, Wufei’s lips parted and he paused, staring at Treize over the rims of his glasses. When he didn’t protest, Treize let his hand wander higher. From the way the material pooled in Wufei’s lap, he was pretty sure his husband was not wearing anything underneath. Treize hooked one finger in the elastic waistband, stretching it away from Wufei’s skin just the tiniest bit. One tug and he could find out for himself, but making Wufei tell him was even better. Hopefully he could get him to show him too.

“Are you wearing underwear?”

The tips of Wufei’s ears reddened even as he made a throaty sound. “Ever the opportunist aren’t you.? Aren’t we supposed to get back to the contractor with the details of what we’d like tomorrow?” Wufei bopped him gently over the head with the magazine. “Are you listening to me?”

“Mmm hmm,” Treize drawled. “Briefs?”

Wufei made an exasperated sound. “Treize, focus on this and then we can go to the bedroom. I don’t want to reschedule the assessment yet again. If we can just get the contractor to give us a quote….”

It was sound advice. Too bad Treize was busy exploring the indent of Wufei’s belly button. As Treize touched his tongue to Wufei’s warm skin, the younger man’s stomach jumped. He nipped around the flesh then probed Wufei’s navel in a mimicry he knew would get his husband’s blood racing. Treize’s other hand slipped between Wufei’s legs and began rubbing him. His fingers moved over the cotton and deliberately brushed the tip of Wufei’s cock, his thumb finding and pressing against the slit there. Soon a small wet had spot bloomed against the thin material and Treize made a delighted sound. “Are you sure you’re still thinking about fences?”

“Why don’t you find out for yourself?” Wufei’s voice was breathy. The magazine rustled in his grasp.

“Indeed I shall,” Treize purred as he tugged down Wufei’s pants and found him naked underneath. “So beautiful. Was that especially for me, Darling?” he asked huskily, burying his face between Wufei’s thighs.

“I … I … just showered.” Wufei stammered by way of explanation.

“Ah.” Treize buried his nose in the soft patch of Wufei’s pubic hair. “Have you been using my soap again?” He dipped lower. “Smells like it. Tastes like it too. Hmm … better than that.”

Wufei’s knees squeezed around his torso and Treize felt the younger man’s shudder. Wufei’s mouth opened and he gave a little gasp. “God, Treize…”

“Like that, do you?” Treize teased.

Wufei’s hips rolled upward, thrusting shallowly into the circle of Treize’s palm. He was flushed and he had flung his head back as he struggled to absorb the sensations Treize was igniting in him with the careful application of lips and tongue. Struggled, because despite Wufei’s obvious pleasure, Treize could see the way his husband was biting his lip to keep from moaning and the determined grasp he still had on the architectural magazine. Stubborn as usual. That really would not do, Treize tutted, right around his mouthful of Wufei so that the younger man did cry out and his hands twisted in the back of Treize’s t-shirt. Much better. Treize took Wufei deeper, rewarding him for his sensuous response.

“Ah! Treize, w–wait a second. We still have to decide on this. If we have nothing to tell the contractors tomorrow, the project will be delayed another three weeks.” Wufei’s hips rose off the ground as Treize flattened his tongue against the underside of his cock. “Ungh … just … just … listen for a moment.”

Treize began a slow circling of Wufei’s balls. “Mm, you can still tell me about it.”

“Bastard! You better take responsibility when Reynolds comes by tomorrow,” Wufei moaned, giving up all pretense of reading the magazine and surrendering to Treize’s touch.

“Hmm, I will. I’ll apologize; tell him I was too busy sucking your lovely cock to give a damn about fences.” Treize chuckled. “I’ll let him know I was doing some hardscaping of my own.”

Wufei cracked one eye open. His chest was rising and falling rapidly and his shirt had ridden up to expose his taut stomach. “If you tell him that, I will personally strangle you.”

“Oh? Then maybe I should tell him about the little bottle on the nightstand; how whenever I slip my fingers into you, you make those soft desperate sounds and you’re so tight about me that I can barely breathe for imagining all that sleekness around my cock when I finally enter you.”

“Treize!” Wufei whined, but he was trembling as expected–Treize’s heated words clearly having gotten to him.

“Yes, my love?”

“Let’s go upstairs.”

Treize grinned, kissing Wufei tenderly before taking him in his arms. “That’s one plan I like the sound of very much.”
End