The Road to Hell

I don’t own Treize and Wufei though I sorely wish I did.

The Road to Hell
by Michalyn
Warnings: lime
Rating: M
For 30_kisses theme #13, excessive chain.

Wufei’s gasp exploded between them as Treize pressed him against the shower wall. Through the steam, the older man could see the tightening of his husband’s back muscles as Wufei rose on tip toe.

“Ungh … Treize, why are you doing this?”

“Oh no you don’t. Stay right here,” Treize purred tugging Wufei back down.

His fingers moved inside of the tight heat of Wufei’s body. He could feel the quivering of those muscles as Wufei hovered on the verge of orgasm and ruthlessly Treize began massaging his prostate, pressing and rubbing that sweet spot until a ragged cry burst from Wufei’s lips.

The younger man’s knees buckled so that Treize’s arm about him was the only thing preventing him from sliding to the floor. Not that Treize had any plans of releasing him anytime soon. Quite the opposite in fact, as Wufei had found out during the last hour or so. He wondered how much more his husband could take, but then some lessons were too important not to impart. Treize delicately bit down on the soft lobe of Wufei’s ear . “Are you going to come?” he whispered. His fingers delved deeper bewteen Wufei’s cheeks. All the while the shower beat down upon them obscuring their world with steam.

“Treize, please… please.” Wufei’s head lolled against Treize’s shoulder and his body shuddered. He was flushed, dark hair plastered to his cheeks and forehead. Little droplets clung to his eyelashes and Treize lapped those up too even as his fingers never stopped moving inside of Wufei. He heard Wufei’s cry, saw the way his husband’s chest rose and fell rapidly as he struggled to maintain control and Treize almost had pity on him. Almost…

He withdrew his fingers from Wufei and let them drift around to grasp the younger man’s cock. Treize began stroking him, ending each sweep of his hand with a caress to the sensitive head. Wufei writhed.

“Sorry … sorry … I said I was sorry….”

“Oh?” Treize rumbled idly, tongue stealing out to capture a bead of moisture from Wufei’s skin.

“Yesss…”

“And why should that mean anything to me?” This time, Treize’s thumb captured another type of moisture—hotter, slicker—from the tip of Wufei’s cock.

“Because … this is excessive!” Wufei trembled as Treize moved his hand faster. “Please, Treize I can’t take another chain of orgasms, I … oh god.”

“What time should you have been home tonight?”

“Eight but—”

“Do you think it’s acceptable to forget one’s own anniversary, Wufei?” Treize was relentless as he shifted Wufei’s legs farther apart.

“Treize, I’m sorry. I planned to arrive early but I got caught up in work and lost track of the time. I know you’re disappointed but—”

“Wufei, do you know how much it cost me to get everything arranged? The limousine was custom fitted; the wine the best vintage Arnoud could offer. Still, the reservations I made at St. Pierre’s were even more special. They flew in a chef from Italy and another from Hong Kong just for tonight. And I had to cancel. Not because you arrived a half hour late, or an hour—not even two. You came home a full three hours late, made all the worse because you saw not one of my calls on your cell phone as it was off. Don’t you think that behavior deserves some form of punishment, darling?” Treize’s smile was feral as he guided his erection to Wufei’s entrance. He thrust forward so that just the tip of him was inside of Wufei.

“Treize!”

“Hmm?” Treize’s arm locked about Wufei’s waist as he pressed in more deeply. “I think this is a fitting lesson, don’t you? One I’m sure you’ll not soon forget. I’m going to make you come tonight until you don’t have the breath to cry out anymore. Let’s see… How many times will be just right?” Treize’s smile broadened. “Eight is a nice even number isn’t it?”

“What?! That’s…” Whatever Wufei had been about to say was cut off, however, as Treize began thrusting into him. In a few moments, Wufei’s passionate moans filled the air. He moved against Treize, his hand gripping him in one last desperate plea for mercy. “Please … please, Treize, I didn’t mean to…”

“I know, my love, I know.” Treize tenderly kissed Wufei as he lifted him and carried him out of the shower towards the bedroom. “Unfortunately, the road to hell has always been paved with good intentions….”
End