Sleight of Hand
by Michalyn
Pairing: 1×5
for Devil Chick for the prompt “1×5x1, whichever top you choose, but the two of them fighting for the privilege, in whatever manner, game, fisticuffs, laughing contest”.

“Look, Heero, there’s no need to be childish about this. Rock always beats scissors.You know that.”

“And you should know better than to try to use a half-opened fist to get the best of both worlds. If your hand’s not fully clenched then it counts as paper.”

“Want to test out just how “not fully clenched” it was? ” Wufei growled, stepping forward.

“Yeah, why don’t you come over here and ….” Heero peered out of the window. “Oh, is that your motorcycle being ticketed?”

Wufei spun around. “Where?”

“Right. Here.” Heero purred, tackling Wufei and pinning him to the bed.

“Yuy…” Wufei ground out threateningly.

“Hush…” Heero murmured, sliding down Wufei’s body, his mouth leaving a hot trail wherever it went. “I’ll let you be on top next time.”

“But that’s what you said last—” Wufei gasped and arched up. Whatever he had been about to say was lost in the moan that erupted from him as Heero moved lower.

Heero hid his smirk in the kiss he placed against Wufei’s belly. Worked every time.

End

Bad Dream
by Michalyn
Warnings: 1+5, lime
Rating: M

“We need a new mattress,” Wufei said, folding his arms.

Heero was typing away on his laptop. He raised his head after a moment. “Why do we need a new mattress?”

“Because this one is killing my back. That’s the third time this week I’ve dreamt Oz was performing torture operations on my spine. If this continues I won’t be able to sit at my desk and I’ll let you speak to Une about my lack of productivity.”

Heero grunted. “I like this mattress. It has a comfortable little dip that conforms perfectly to my body.”

“It’s lumpy.”

“Comfy.”

“It needs to go.”

“Wufei, this is a Dreamspa mattress. I spent months researching every available product on the market and narrowed it down to this one. It is scientifically proven to lull you into dreams within minutes.

“Bad dreams,” Wufei scoffed.

Heero closed his laptop and approached his lover. He snuck behind Wufei and wrapped his arms around him. “I’ve had that mattress since the end of the war. It’s given me some of the best sleep of my life. I can’t get rid of it now,” he said persuasively. He kissed Wufei’s neck, hoping to sway his hot-tempered lover. His efforts though, were in vain. Wufei remained unconvinced.

“I am not sleeping on that thing for one more night,” Wufei warned, shaking Heero off to head to the bathroom. Heero followed him, admiring Wufei’s smooth skin and sleek body as he undressed. By the time Wufei was naked, Heero was thinking more about getting his lover onto the mattress again instead of away from it. He sidled up to Wufei and rubbed against him, letting him feel his erection. Even though Wufei kept his back firmly turned away, there was no mistaking the little shiver that ran through him. Heero smiled.

“Up for a quick round before your shower?” he purred.

“No. I have things to take care of,” Wufei grumbled.

“It’s Saturday. You can afford to be a little lazy.” Heero continued kissing and suckling Wufei’s neck. When he heard his lover gasp, his hands slipped around to tweak Wufei’s nipples. They were already hard. Not that he was surprised. Heero smirked, rolling the rigid points between his fingertips. Wufei moaned softly and Heero knew he had won. Still kissing Wufei, he deftly maneuvered them out of the bathroom and into the bedroom once again.

“I’m going to make you feel so good,” Heero growled. He pushed Wufei backwards until his knees hit the mattress. Wufei went down in a sprawl, Heero quickly leaning over him to cover his mouth with his own. Heero slipped a hand between Wufei’s legs and gently squeezed his cock.

“Heero!” Wufei twisted and cried out beneath him.

“Mmm?” Heero rumbled, increasing the pressure of his strokes. He rolled on top of Wufei and his lover made a tortured sound. “See? I told you I would make you feel good.” By now Heero’s own breath was coming fast and his erection pressed against the confines of his jeans. He shimmied out of his pants and rolled his hips against Wufei’s. Their cocks rubbed together, sending a burst of pleasure through Heero.

Wufei gave a deep groan. “Heero…wait.”

“I know … I know, we’ll get to the good part in a moment,” Heero reassured Wufei. He nuzzled his neck.

“No …” Wufei made a pained sound. “I mean stop. This feels good but I can’t. My back is killing me.”

“What?” For a moment Heero couldn’t make sense of what Wufei was saying. He gasped, struggling to bring his body under control. When he finally looked down he saw that sure enough, Wufei’s face was twisted not in pleasure but in a grimace of pain. Heero quickly rolled off his lover. “You mean…?”

Wufei nodded. “The mattress…” He groaned again.

Heero sighed. His erection had almost completely faded; the thought of Wufei in pain effectively killing any amorous intentions he might have harbored. This whole thing was like a bad dream. He wanted to pleasure Wufei not hurt him. Heero sighed again as he rose from the bed.

“Don’t move; I’ll get you one of those hot patches” he told Wufei soothingly. “Then, we better start looking at new beds.”

End