Author: Karen, The Huntress
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, violence, language, adult situations.
Archive: DHML Archive, Shades and Echoes.
Rating: R
Feedback: Always appreciated.
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters.
A Shifting of Fortune Prologue
A sleek black car pulled up to the plain office building. The driver came around and opened the back door. Offering his hand he helped a tall, willowy woman step from the expensive vehicle.
She was in her mid-twenties and dressed entirely in black, which made her slender height seem even taller. In one black-gloved hand she loosely carried a leather riding crop.
The driver escorted the woman to the front door, opened it and moved aside to let her go in first.
As she walked into the small reception area the Lady turned slightly, "That will be all now. You can wait in the car."
"Yes, Madam." the driver bowed and left.
"Ah, Lady Noin." a voice called from a side door. "I am so glad to see you." the chubby man with the ruddy face announced. "I think I have found just what you are looking for." he continued motioning towards a second door.
Noin again walked ahead. It was clear by her commanding presence and confident movements the Lady was used to going first and generally being treated with the respect her title and considerable wealth afforded her. "You have not disappointed me in the past, Rogers, and I do not expect you will this time."
Once inside, the somewhat nervous man closed the door for privacy. "Please have a seat." he motioned at an arrangement of richly textured chairs and a flowered sofa. "Would you like something to drink, some wine perhaps?"
Noin settled her long frame onto the sofa and made herself comfortable, "No thank you." she answered, "I am a bit pressed for time."
"Then we will get right to the business at hand." Rogers said taking a seat behind a large polished desk. "As I said when we spoke this morning, I have several candidates that fit your specifications." he declared waving his hand to one of his associates.
A door at the office's rear was opened and four young men, between the ages of seventeen and twenty, were led in and lined up shoulder to shoulder against the opposite wall.
Each had their hands handcuffed in front and each had been stripped from the waist up to display some, if not all, of their best features.
Noin straightened her relaxed posture leaning forward to study the handsome quartet set out before her.
"Yes, Rogers, I would say you have outdone yourself this time." she praised.
Bringing her long legs beneath her, the Lady stood and strolled, with delighted anticipation, across the room. She paused a few feet from the young men taking another long moment to drink in their muscular physiques. Then slowly she moved down the line, pausing at each one to closely examine the "merchandise".
"Hum." her silky voice purred as Lady Noin retraced her steps back to the second in line. A heavy braid hanging down one boy's back, almost to his knees, caught her attention.
"This one is particularly interesting." she commented leaning forward for a more focused inspection running the riding crop's tip over a gold cross hanging against smooth creamy skin.
Sliding the leather crop up under the man's chin to position his face at a better viewing angle, she let out a quite contented sigh.
The chestnut haired youth lifted his head and, with undaunted daring, locked his deep-set violet eyes with the Lady's centered sight. Noin saw a spark flash in the young man's intense glare, felt a certain excitement as his piercing gaze enkindled a quite unexpected fire inside the Lady.
"Oh, yes." Noin told herself, "This is the one."
"How much?" she inquired of the price even though she had already decided the beautiful Boy would be going home with her.
Rogers smiled knowing by Madam Noin's perfectly clear body language that he had made the sale. "Four thousand. But he has had no pervious owners." Rogers added to qualify his asking price.
Noin narrowed her eyes as she contemplated the amount. "Well it is a bit steep considering he is green and will need some "breaking in." she declared.
"But then he is fresh. I wouldn't have to retrain him. I so hate to have to undo some other Mistress's conditioning." she confessed.
The prideful youth kept up his steely stare growing angrier by the second as Lady Noin and Rogers continued their discussion as if he wasn't even there. As if they were bargaining over some prize stallion offered for stud service.
"What is his name?" she inquired letting the riding crop slid down the youth's neck and nude chest before it dropped away.
Rogers flipped through several sheets of paper until he located the right page, then quickly ran a beefy finger down a list of names.
"Let's see, " he murmured under his breath, "Yes, here it is. Duo Maxwell." he announced to his obviously pleased customer.
Noin took a moment repeating the name in her mind. "Duo Maxwell." she repeated once more lowly, "Yes, I believe he will do quite nicely." she proclaimed turning back to Rogers. "Charge him to my account."
"Excellent choice, Lady Noin." Rogers agreed. "Take him back and get him ready to go." he instructed his associate who wasted no time complying with his Boss' wishes.
TBC...
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