The Wrong Guy Ch:5
Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 2:47 am
<i>Ok, the next chapter will probably be up by Monday night but then, due to schoolwork, it will take me longer to post additional chapters. I want to thank everyone who has read and/or left me a comment. Happy News Years!</i>
The Wrong Guy
Chapter Five
?Honey?? Damian asked in a worried voice. Relena shook her head, trying to regain her sences. But the effects of the alcohol had not yet died. Her hangover was not horrible, thanks to the <I>exercising</I> she did last night, but a headache was creeping past her temples.
?Y-yes, I am here,? she stuttered into the phone, her knuckles white as her nails bit into it.
?Well, you don?t sound to excited to hear me. I will be up in a moment love so try and contain that excitement,? he hung up the phone. Relena replaced the receiver and sat there for a moment, stunned. And then suddenly her nerves sprung into action. She turned to Heero, surprised by the small smile on his face.
<I>I actually made him smile?</I> she did not want to wake him, to make him leave her, but he had to get out of there! Relena grabbed his arm and shook it. Heero?s eyes shot open instantly, his gaze focusing on her. He did not seem to have a hangover at all.
?You have to get out of here!? Relena said strainously as she got up off the bed and began to search for her clothes. Heero looked at her, he did not frown but the muscles in his forhead tightened.
?Why whats wrong?? Heero asked, unmoving from the bed.
Relena continued to search the floor, avoiding his gaze. ?Damian just called? He will be at the door in a few minutes!?
Heero did not pause, he stood up quickly and went over to the chair where he had laid their clothes. He handed hers to her and began to dress. He realized something was missing, but when he turned to look for it his gaze caught Relena. She stood naked in front of him, he face worried and frantic. The morning light sifted in through the blinds lightind a halo around her head; Heero forgot what he was looking for.
?We should tell him. After last night you cannot stay married to him,? Heero told her, his gaze penetrating hers. Relena looked away, her thoughts racing. He could not tell what she was thinking.
?Heero? let?s discuss this later. You need to worry about getting out of here before?? a knock at the door stopped her sentence.
?Oh wife, a present for you?? Damian?s voice called.
Relena through her clothes into a corner and went to the bathroom to put on a robe. She motioned for Heero to follow her. When they both had entered she grabbed his arm. ?Ok, I will distract him and then you can sneak out,? She stared at him for a moment, smiling for a moment at his ruffled shirt and messy, disheveled hair.
Heero nodded with short, sharp soldiers nods and then his gaze softened. He leaned down and gave her a short, but sensual kiss. ?Tell him,? he said as he pulled away. Relena said nothing and left the bathroom, closing the door.
The knocking had grown louder and she ran over to the door and flung it open. Damian looked worried but at seeing her he smiled. ?Miss me?? he grabbed her and kissed her passionately. Relena returned it only for a moment but then pulled back.
?Finally!? she said quickly to avoid noticing his hurt look. She drew him into the room, leaving the door open. Damian stared at her in the robe and a smile drew across his face.
?I am glad you dressed up for me,? he smiled as he ran a hand down her back to her thigh. He pulled her close to him for another kiss, it was hard and rough, not pleasant. Damian wanted her right there.
Heero watched all of this through the bathroom door, her teeth grinding every time Damian touched her. He wanted to burst out there and claim Relena as his but eh did not, he would give Relena enough time to tell him in her own way. He watched Damian?s face closely, noticing disturbing emotions and lusts in it. Damian seemed to be much more? powerful or dangerous as he handled Relena. His hands stroking her body were possessive. Heero growled.
Relena smiled up at Damian, not sure of her feelings for him. <I>Damn it, how can I tell him?</I> But she though of Heero as Damian kissed her again and she knew who she truly loved. ?Wait?? she whispered as Damian?s kisses went down her neck and towards her chest. Damian stared at her a bit angrily but soon hid it in a mischievous smile. Something was odd about him, but she could not tell what.
?Wait? I have been waiting for you ever since I laid eyes on you. And now, my love, we are married.? He lowered his hands to her hips and pulled her close to him. Relena slowly moved them back towards the window, past the bathroom door.
?For? for tonight. My wedding <I>night</I> is supposed to be special. Can you wait?? she raised her hands around his neck and smiled up at him. She noticed Heero slip out of the bathroom with the corner of her eye and motioned with her hands for him to get out.
Damian looked down at her, slightly disappointed. ?Of course I can, but when tonight comes?? he smiled. ?Get dressed and lets go down to breakfast before that bodyguard of yours follows us,? he winked and let her go. Relena sighed with relief; Heero had left.
Heero held his fists tight as the elevator took him up to his floor. <I>He had better keep his hands off?</I> But Heero?s rational side kept him from totally exploding. She was indeed married and he was the other man, but not for long. Heero quickly strided over to his room as the elevator door opened and went inside, closing the door.
His thoughts quickly returned to his Relena and last night. Heero felt his body tense as he saw her standing before her, naked in the morning light. Heero tried to shake of the heat that crept into his body but it stayed, as did the mental picture of Relena. The bathroom door opened as Heero entered and started the water. After taking a cold shower to calm his nerves Heero dressed in a green tank top and a pair of tight fitting blue jeans.
After he had changed he picked up the clothes he had dropped and realized what was missing. His boxers.
As Relena was changing in the bathroom Damain sat on the bed. A strange smell hit him but he thought nothing of it. <I>Finally, I get to have her in my bed?</I> He smiled to himself. Just seeing those pictures of her were not enough, he wanted her. Damain smiled to himself as he thought of the bodyguards glaring, that man also wanted Relena. But Damian had won, and now he has a hot wife and the crown. <I>King Damian, nice ring. </I>
He looked down at his feet as he thought. A piece of black clothe stuck out from under the bed. Damian cocked his head and bent down to pick it up. It was a pair of boxers. Damian gripped the boxers tightly, a fury rising inside of him. <I>That little slut?</I> he thought as he stared at them. As he heard Relena open the door he quickly shoved them into the bedside table. He would deal with her <I>after</I> he had his way with her. A good slap or two would teach her to fool around on him.
Relena smiled at him wearing a tight pink strapless dress that revealed the top of her bust and her lovely, long legs up to her knees. Damian smiled back, skillfully hiding his anger behind a charming smile. ?How do I look?? she asked, her face betrayed no remorse or guilt.
Damian stood up and took her hand. He kissed it and led her towards the door. ?Beautiful, sweetheart. Now lets get some breakfast and enjoy this tropical paradise,?
Heero walked towards the married couple eating at a table in the Hotel Restaurant. It was very lovely, paintings and murals covered the walls tastefully and the air smelled of tropical flowers and salt water. He ignored Damian?s angry look and walked up to them.
?Yes Heero?? Damian asked as he laid a hand on Relena?s. Relena looked up at Heero with a nervous smile.
Heero ignored Damian and faced Relena. ?I was not informed of what you had plans for for today.? He said sternly, any hint of the events of last night was nonexistent in his monotone.
Damian snorted. ?Of course not. This is Relena and I?s honeymoon, not yours. Today of all days we need our privacy to enjoy it. I am sure that I can protect Relena for 24 hours without your help.?
If Heero had heard Damian he did not show it, he kept his gaze on Relena. Relena looked at Damian and then back at Heero. ?Yes Heero,? she laughed. ?You can leave us be just for today, I promise I won?t be killed or captured. You can go out and work on a tan,? she eyed his muscles, unable to hide a look of admiration. Her mind slipped back to those tight and hard muscles around her, her hands grazing his chest?
?See, I told you,? Damian broke her thoughts and stood up, towering over Heero. Heero looked up at him undaunted. ?See you tomorrow Heero,? he said as he took Relena?s hand and they walked away.
To anyone watching, Heero simply turned away and walked calmly back towards the elevator. But Heero, with his hand clenched into tight fists, was grinding his teeth hard. By the time he got to the elevator his jaw throbbed and he had cut into his own hand with his fingers.
Relena and Damian spent the morning touring the beautiful land of Hawaii in a horse and carriage. Relena tried to ignore the guilt she felt on Heero?s behalf and was so far exceeding. At lunchtime they decided to have a picnic on the beach. Relena and Damian had changed into their bathing suits.
Damian wore loose fitting blue swim trunks. His darkly tanned skin was very attractive in the sunlight and although he was not as muscular as Heero, his lean body caused many girls to stare, including Relena. Although she found herself slightly attracted, compared to her feeling around Heero this was nothing.
Relena wore a pink one piece, tasteful yet sexy. It opened in the back in a circle to show of her lower back and hips. She was a creamy peach color and had begun to apply suntan lotion to keep it that way.
Damian took the bottle from her hands, admiring her body. He could imagine her naked, he had seen enough pictures to remind him at all times how wonderful her body was. Before they had begun dating he had had a private investigator stalk her and gather pictures,most of her entering or leaving the bathtub.
?Roll over dear? he instructed as he poured a bit on his hand and warmed it between them. Relena smiled and rolled over, resting her head on her arms. Damian applied the lotion slowly in circular motions, massaging her as he did so.
?You look beautiful,? he told her as he finished. He put her arms around her waist and turned her over. He hovered over her with a smile. His gaze traveled down her body and then back up. Damian leaned in to kiss her but Relena turned her head to that it landed on her cheek.
?We are in public?? she said with a laugh, trying to hide something. Damian grabbed her face and gently but forcefully turned it back to face him.
?You never minded before,? he held her face as he kissed her passionately, forcing his tongue and weight on top of her. Relena kissed him back for a moment and Damian moved a hand to stroke her thigh. Relena pushed his chest with her hands, breaking the kiss.
?You said you would wait,? she teased. She then slid out from under him and walked out towards the water. Damian hit the sand with his fist and then stood up. He walked over to her.
?Want to got for a swim?? he asked as his arms encircled her waist.
?Race you!? she pulled from him again and raced into the water. Damian raced after her. Oh, he would wait. But when the time came, she would do whatever he wanted and be punished for her adultery. She was <I>his</I>.
The Wrong Guy
Chapter Five
?Honey?? Damian asked in a worried voice. Relena shook her head, trying to regain her sences. But the effects of the alcohol had not yet died. Her hangover was not horrible, thanks to the <I>exercising</I> she did last night, but a headache was creeping past her temples.
?Y-yes, I am here,? she stuttered into the phone, her knuckles white as her nails bit into it.
?Well, you don?t sound to excited to hear me. I will be up in a moment love so try and contain that excitement,? he hung up the phone. Relena replaced the receiver and sat there for a moment, stunned. And then suddenly her nerves sprung into action. She turned to Heero, surprised by the small smile on his face.
<I>I actually made him smile?</I> she did not want to wake him, to make him leave her, but he had to get out of there! Relena grabbed his arm and shook it. Heero?s eyes shot open instantly, his gaze focusing on her. He did not seem to have a hangover at all.
?You have to get out of here!? Relena said strainously as she got up off the bed and began to search for her clothes. Heero looked at her, he did not frown but the muscles in his forhead tightened.
?Why whats wrong?? Heero asked, unmoving from the bed.
Relena continued to search the floor, avoiding his gaze. ?Damian just called? He will be at the door in a few minutes!?
Heero did not pause, he stood up quickly and went over to the chair where he had laid their clothes. He handed hers to her and began to dress. He realized something was missing, but when he turned to look for it his gaze caught Relena. She stood naked in front of him, he face worried and frantic. The morning light sifted in through the blinds lightind a halo around her head; Heero forgot what he was looking for.
?We should tell him. After last night you cannot stay married to him,? Heero told her, his gaze penetrating hers. Relena looked away, her thoughts racing. He could not tell what she was thinking.
?Heero? let?s discuss this later. You need to worry about getting out of here before?? a knock at the door stopped her sentence.
?Oh wife, a present for you?? Damian?s voice called.
Relena through her clothes into a corner and went to the bathroom to put on a robe. She motioned for Heero to follow her. When they both had entered she grabbed his arm. ?Ok, I will distract him and then you can sneak out,? She stared at him for a moment, smiling for a moment at his ruffled shirt and messy, disheveled hair.
Heero nodded with short, sharp soldiers nods and then his gaze softened. He leaned down and gave her a short, but sensual kiss. ?Tell him,? he said as he pulled away. Relena said nothing and left the bathroom, closing the door.
The knocking had grown louder and she ran over to the door and flung it open. Damian looked worried but at seeing her he smiled. ?Miss me?? he grabbed her and kissed her passionately. Relena returned it only for a moment but then pulled back.
?Finally!? she said quickly to avoid noticing his hurt look. She drew him into the room, leaving the door open. Damian stared at her in the robe and a smile drew across his face.
?I am glad you dressed up for me,? he smiled as he ran a hand down her back to her thigh. He pulled her close to him for another kiss, it was hard and rough, not pleasant. Damian wanted her right there.
Heero watched all of this through the bathroom door, her teeth grinding every time Damian touched her. He wanted to burst out there and claim Relena as his but eh did not, he would give Relena enough time to tell him in her own way. He watched Damian?s face closely, noticing disturbing emotions and lusts in it. Damian seemed to be much more? powerful or dangerous as he handled Relena. His hands stroking her body were possessive. Heero growled.
Relena smiled up at Damian, not sure of her feelings for him. <I>Damn it, how can I tell him?</I> But she though of Heero as Damian kissed her again and she knew who she truly loved. ?Wait?? she whispered as Damian?s kisses went down her neck and towards her chest. Damian stared at her a bit angrily but soon hid it in a mischievous smile. Something was odd about him, but she could not tell what.
?Wait? I have been waiting for you ever since I laid eyes on you. And now, my love, we are married.? He lowered his hands to her hips and pulled her close to him. Relena slowly moved them back towards the window, past the bathroom door.
?For? for tonight. My wedding <I>night</I> is supposed to be special. Can you wait?? she raised her hands around his neck and smiled up at him. She noticed Heero slip out of the bathroom with the corner of her eye and motioned with her hands for him to get out.
Damian looked down at her, slightly disappointed. ?Of course I can, but when tonight comes?? he smiled. ?Get dressed and lets go down to breakfast before that bodyguard of yours follows us,? he winked and let her go. Relena sighed with relief; Heero had left.
Heero held his fists tight as the elevator took him up to his floor. <I>He had better keep his hands off?</I> But Heero?s rational side kept him from totally exploding. She was indeed married and he was the other man, but not for long. Heero quickly strided over to his room as the elevator door opened and went inside, closing the door.
His thoughts quickly returned to his Relena and last night. Heero felt his body tense as he saw her standing before her, naked in the morning light. Heero tried to shake of the heat that crept into his body but it stayed, as did the mental picture of Relena. The bathroom door opened as Heero entered and started the water. After taking a cold shower to calm his nerves Heero dressed in a green tank top and a pair of tight fitting blue jeans.
After he had changed he picked up the clothes he had dropped and realized what was missing. His boxers.
As Relena was changing in the bathroom Damain sat on the bed. A strange smell hit him but he thought nothing of it. <I>Finally, I get to have her in my bed?</I> He smiled to himself. Just seeing those pictures of her were not enough, he wanted her. Damain smiled to himself as he thought of the bodyguards glaring, that man also wanted Relena. But Damian had won, and now he has a hot wife and the crown. <I>King Damian, nice ring. </I>
He looked down at his feet as he thought. A piece of black clothe stuck out from under the bed. Damian cocked his head and bent down to pick it up. It was a pair of boxers. Damian gripped the boxers tightly, a fury rising inside of him. <I>That little slut?</I> he thought as he stared at them. As he heard Relena open the door he quickly shoved them into the bedside table. He would deal with her <I>after</I> he had his way with her. A good slap or two would teach her to fool around on him.
Relena smiled at him wearing a tight pink strapless dress that revealed the top of her bust and her lovely, long legs up to her knees. Damian smiled back, skillfully hiding his anger behind a charming smile. ?How do I look?? she asked, her face betrayed no remorse or guilt.
Damian stood up and took her hand. He kissed it and led her towards the door. ?Beautiful, sweetheart. Now lets get some breakfast and enjoy this tropical paradise,?
Heero walked towards the married couple eating at a table in the Hotel Restaurant. It was very lovely, paintings and murals covered the walls tastefully and the air smelled of tropical flowers and salt water. He ignored Damian?s angry look and walked up to them.
?Yes Heero?? Damian asked as he laid a hand on Relena?s. Relena looked up at Heero with a nervous smile.
Heero ignored Damian and faced Relena. ?I was not informed of what you had plans for for today.? He said sternly, any hint of the events of last night was nonexistent in his monotone.
Damian snorted. ?Of course not. This is Relena and I?s honeymoon, not yours. Today of all days we need our privacy to enjoy it. I am sure that I can protect Relena for 24 hours without your help.?
If Heero had heard Damian he did not show it, he kept his gaze on Relena. Relena looked at Damian and then back at Heero. ?Yes Heero,? she laughed. ?You can leave us be just for today, I promise I won?t be killed or captured. You can go out and work on a tan,? she eyed his muscles, unable to hide a look of admiration. Her mind slipped back to those tight and hard muscles around her, her hands grazing his chest?
?See, I told you,? Damian broke her thoughts and stood up, towering over Heero. Heero looked up at him undaunted. ?See you tomorrow Heero,? he said as he took Relena?s hand and they walked away.
To anyone watching, Heero simply turned away and walked calmly back towards the elevator. But Heero, with his hand clenched into tight fists, was grinding his teeth hard. By the time he got to the elevator his jaw throbbed and he had cut into his own hand with his fingers.
Relena and Damian spent the morning touring the beautiful land of Hawaii in a horse and carriage. Relena tried to ignore the guilt she felt on Heero?s behalf and was so far exceeding. At lunchtime they decided to have a picnic on the beach. Relena and Damian had changed into their bathing suits.
Damian wore loose fitting blue swim trunks. His darkly tanned skin was very attractive in the sunlight and although he was not as muscular as Heero, his lean body caused many girls to stare, including Relena. Although she found herself slightly attracted, compared to her feeling around Heero this was nothing.
Relena wore a pink one piece, tasteful yet sexy. It opened in the back in a circle to show of her lower back and hips. She was a creamy peach color and had begun to apply suntan lotion to keep it that way.
Damian took the bottle from her hands, admiring her body. He could imagine her naked, he had seen enough pictures to remind him at all times how wonderful her body was. Before they had begun dating he had had a private investigator stalk her and gather pictures,most of her entering or leaving the bathtub.
?Roll over dear? he instructed as he poured a bit on his hand and warmed it between them. Relena smiled and rolled over, resting her head on her arms. Damian applied the lotion slowly in circular motions, massaging her as he did so.
?You look beautiful,? he told her as he finished. He put her arms around her waist and turned her over. He hovered over her with a smile. His gaze traveled down her body and then back up. Damian leaned in to kiss her but Relena turned her head to that it landed on her cheek.
?We are in public?? she said with a laugh, trying to hide something. Damian grabbed her face and gently but forcefully turned it back to face him.
?You never minded before,? he held her face as he kissed her passionately, forcing his tongue and weight on top of her. Relena kissed him back for a moment and Damian moved a hand to stroke her thigh. Relena pushed his chest with her hands, breaking the kiss.
?You said you would wait,? she teased. She then slid out from under him and walked out towards the water. Damian hit the sand with his fist and then stood up. He walked over to her.
?Want to got for a swim?? he asked as his arms encircled her waist.
?Race you!? she pulled from him again and raced into the water. Damian raced after her. Oh, he would wait. But when the time came, she would do whatever he wanted and be punished for her adultery. She was <I>his</I>.
