Part the Third: Two Against One
The shrill ringing of his telephone jolted him instantly awake. The
warm body on top of him grumbled and did its best to bury itself
under the sheets. "Five more minutes..." his guest mumbled, rolling
Zechs grunted as an elbow buried itself into his stomach, missing his
groin by inches. He rolled to his side, fumbling for the phone in the
"I'm going to fucking kill you."
Zechs yawned, rolling back against the pillows. "You know, this had
better be a serious death threat, otherwise I'm likely to have you
arrested for phone harassment," he replied, throwing an arm over his
"Ha. Ha. Get your ass over here right now," the insistent voice on
the other end said.
The body next to his rolled back over, draping itself over Zechs. The
blond let his hand run down the length of his lover's back and down
to the curve of his deliciously rounded ass.
"I'm sorry but I think my ass has other plans at the moment," he
replied, dipping his head to nibble his guest's ear around the phone.
His caller snorted. "Tell your ass to stop letting your dick make
decisions and get over here! This is serious! I need you!"
Zechs raised his head. "Now I know you're serious. You haven't said
you needed me since the last time we fu..."
"Zechs! Jesus, you've got a one track mind. And unfortunately it's
located below your waist. Look, I really need you over here. I think
I... ah... I think I'm in trouble."
Zechs heard another voice on the other end of the line, low and
sultry. He heard Duo turn the phone away from his mouth and
whisper, "Stop that!"
"Why, Mr. Maxwell, do you have a 'guest' present?" he asked, amused.
Duo groaned. "Yes, and that's part of the problem. Please, please get
over here as soon as you can, okay? I'm desperate."
Zechs could hear the plea in his friend's voice. He sighed and sat
up. "All right. Give me about twenty minutes."
"God, thank y... eep!" There was a crash and a loud thud.
"Duo? Are you all right?"
Duo moaned and Zechs could hear him fumbling with the phone. "Just
get here soon, okay? Bye."
The phone went dead. Zechs pushed the off button and set the phone on
the night stand. He swung his legs over the edge of the bed, only to
be brought short by an arm snaking around his waist. "Where are you
going?" his lover asked, his voice still full of sleep.
Zechs turned and bent over his guest, kissing him deeply. "Go back to
sleep. Don't worry. I'll be back before it's time for you to climb
out the window."
With a grunt and a soft snore, his lover turned over and was asleep
within moments. Zechs sighed and stood, dragging his pants on as he
headed for the bathroom.
The things he did for former boyfriends.
Duo was thankful he'd managed to pry the incubus off him long enough
to pull on some sweat shorts and a T-shirt. Heero declined the offer
of clothing, which made Duo glad he'd picked a loose pair of shorts
instead of his tight denim ones.
They were at a standoff. Duo sat in his chair, glaring at Heero,
while Heero lounged unabashedly naked on his bed. The man kept
running his hands up and down his body, causing Duo to whimper and
clutch the pillow he'd rescued from the bed tightly to his chest.
When the knock at the door came, Duo flew down the short hall to
answer it, his body shaking in relief. He flung open the door then
flung himself at his former lover.
"Thank god you're here!"
Zechs chuckled. "You haven't been this excited to see me since the
last time we fu..."
But Duo wasn't listening. He grabbed Zechs' hand and pulled him
inside his tiny apartment. "I've got something to show you."
He dragged Zechs down the hall and into his combination
living/bedroom. When Zechs caught sight of the very naked and very
aroused man lying on Duo's bed, he stopped short.
"Why, Duo. You shouldn't have," he all but purred, his eyes raking
over Heero's body.
"Asshole. He's not for you, he's for me," Duo replied, punching him
in the arm.
Zechs frowned at him. "Then why am I here?" He raised an
eyebrow. "Unless you want to try a threesome?"
Duo punched him again. "God, can't you think about anything but sex?"
"What else is there to think about?"
"My feelings exactly," Heero replied, getting to his knees in the
middle of the bed.
Duo rolled his eyes. "Look, this guy just showed up - naked I might
add - in my bed while I was asleep! What was I supposed to do?"
"Not look a gift horse in the mouth?" Zechs asked.
"Argh!" Duo threw his hands in the air and stalked back to his
chair. "Why couldn't it have been you who 'freed' him then? You two
are perfect for each other!"
Zechs shrugged his coat off and threw it into an empty chair. "Duo, I
really don't know what you wanted me here for."
"I wanted you here so you could take *him* back from wherever you got
him from!" Duo said, gesturing wildly at Heero.
Zechs blinked at him. "What makes you think I had anything to do with
"Gee, let's see. A naked man shows up in my bed. Who would have the
motive, means and opportunity to pull this off? Would it be my best
friend who not only has the connections to all the gorgeous men in
the city but also has a spare key and keeps harping on the fact that
I need to get laid?" Duo stood and started pacing. "And who came up
with the bullshit 'curse'? Was I really supposed to take that
Zechs looked at Heero, who gave him a little shrug. "Uh, Duo, while I
am flattered that you would think this was my brainchild, I can
assure you I had nothing to do with this."
Duo stopped pacing. He turned to look at Zechs. "Truly?" When Zechs
nodded, he whirled on Heero. "Then where the hell did you come from?"
"I told you. I am bound by a curse to the medallion. I am here to
pleasure you for one month."
Zechs whistled. "A whole month? Better stock up on extra lube and
some anti-chaffing ointment."
The blond walked to the bed, studying Heero. "What are you?" he asked.
"Ah. That explains it." He turned for the door. "Have fun, Duo!"
Duo let out a cry of indignation, firmly placing himself between his
ex and the door. "Zechs, please!"
Zechs rolled his eyes. "Fine. Tell me the whole story."
Duo huffed. "It's a long story. You'd better have a seat."
Zechs' eyes brightened and he immediately headed for the bed. Duo
grabbed his arm before he could sit next to the naked man, sighing
and guiding him to a chair. Ignoring his best friend's pout, he sat
on the other chair and began his story.
"It all began when you ditched me for that Chinese guy with the
"...and he said I had him for a month." Duo looked from Zechs to
Heero, then quickly back to Zechs again as he realized Heero had
stretched out on his bed with one leg bent up at the knee.
"May I see the coin or do you transform from it?" Zechs asked,
staring unabashedly at Heero.
The incubus shook his head, holding out the coin for Zechs to see.
Duo got up and peered over Zechs' shoulder. He let out a cry of
surprise when he saw that the divan was now empty of the etching of
the naked man.
"There was a guy on lying on that couch!"
"And now, it seems, he's lying on your bed," Zechs said, looking at
Heero again. "You said you stole this from my sister's study?"
Zechs shook his head and sighed again. "Heero, who was your last,
Heero shuddered, pulling his knees up to his chest as if to protect
himself. "A horrible, demanding woman. Blonde hair. Wore a lot of
pink. Called me her 'Pookie.'"
"Sounds like her." Zechs handed the coin back to Heero before turning
to Duo. "You've got more trouble than just a mystical sex slave in
your bed. Think about it. Relena was the last person in possession of
this coin. Her time wasn't up. She's going to be very pissed off when
she finds her... 'Pookie' ... missing."
Duo sat down heavily in his chair. "I am so fucked."
Heero perked up.
"Look, don't worry about it. Chances are she hasn't noticed he's
missing yet. When I left her party was still going. These events of
hers always last until dawn. When I get back, I'll take care of the
surveillance tapes. In the meantime, I'm going to send you
and 'Pookie' here to a hotel. Lay low for a few days. Have some fun.
You've got some vacation time saved?"
Duo nodded, disheartened.
"Call it in. I'll see if I can throw my sister off your trail. Don't
come home until I contact you again, okay?"
"Okay." Duo looked up at Heero. "And what about Mr. Wonderful over
"Take him with you. You don't want Relena to get her claws into him,
Both Duo and Heero shuddered. "I guess not," Duo replied, reluctantly.
"Please do not make me go back to her," Heero pleaded. "I will do
anything you ask."
"Don't you have to do that anyway?" Duo asked.
Duo grunted. "Fine."
Zechs looked at the clock on Duo's night stand. "It's almost dawn.
Let me make some phone calls."
Duo blinked at the clock, then walked over to his one, tiny window.
Pulling back the blinds, he was amazed to see the sun just beginning
to peek over the horizon. "Damn. I didn't realize it was so late. Or
early I guess. How long will it take to book a room?" He dropped the
blinds to turn back to the room. "I'm exhausted..." He stopped. Zechs
had his back to him, phone resting against his ear. The bed where
Heero had been lounging on was empty. "Hey! Where did he go?"
Zechs turned around, frowning when he saw the empty bed. He hung the
phone up, moving to the bed. He reached over and picked something up.
He tossed it to Duo, who caught it and gasped when he saw that
Heero's image had returned to the divan. "He's back!"
Zechs looked up to see sunlight pouring in through the cracks in the
blinds. "Ah. Aren't incubi night-dwelling creatures?"
Duo stared at him. "How the fuck should I know?" He sat down
heavily. "You mean, he's really for real?"
"Looks that way."
"Shit, shit, shit." He blinked at the coin in his hand. "I'm too
tired to think about this. Find me a hotel quickly, okay? I need to
sleep on this."
"I think you need to sleep on Heero."