Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ A Child's Love ❯ Explanations and Expounding on Emotions ( Chapter 8 )

Disclaimers: I own nothing. *thinks* I doubt I even own me, so yeah.... Anyway, who wants the pocket lint? 'Cause that's all I got for ya if you sue! ~_^

A/N: *flies across scene with banner that reads: FANSERVICE CHAPTER!* Yes, the much awaited 1x2 scene. It is finally here. I want to thank everyone for being so patient with my teasing and such. It has not been easy, nor will it get any easier. Just because I am rewarding you, this doesn't mean that magically everything will be perfect, but it will make things move a bit smoother. I hope, at least.

Dedication: To Angel, of course, because she is amazing. For Derva and Duo-chan - for putting up with my nonsensical mutterings about the VILE muses I put up with. And for Jade-sissy - you are the yin to my yang, the Heero to my Wufei, the light to my, um... bad-assness. *gigglz* You four are terrific!

Summary of last chapter: Heero saw a surveillance tape of Duo leaving Quatre's house in a cab. When disrupted by Trowa and Quatre, he goes to look for Allilon. Duo arrives at his hotel room and receives a call from Wufei, at whom finally he blows up. Heero finds Allilon, who is still upset, and is shocked when the child starts screaming at him, so he leaves to find Duo. Duo calls Hilde, who tells Duo that he has to stay to fix things with Heero and Allilon, and that she and Mike will be coming to Paris to help things along. Duo gets off the phone, naps, and is surprised to find Heero at his door, yet again, and ready to talk.

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"Heero?"

"You know, you talk too much," Heero said, leaning over Duo's prone body and capturing those soft lips in a kiss. The braided man moaned as the other's body touched his, and Duo automatically leaned up into the kiss.

Heero took this as a sign of invitation, pinning Duo's arms and body to the bed, while slipping his tongue into the open mouth under his control. He moaned himself as Duo's erection rubbed viciously against his trapped member.

Duo, never one to pass up a good opportunity, took control of the heated, hungry kiss, adding his tongue to the beginning of a very long and promising battle. He managed to maneuver his arms from Heero's tight grasp, and wrapped them around the Japanese man's neck, moving his hips to increase the friction between them. He was surprised when Heero's hands had latched onto his hips, allowing no voluntary movement.

Taking a moment to grab some air into his lungs, Heero locked eyes with his captive and smiled, which made Duo's body shiver.

"I'll have to remember that this is the only way to make you shut up," he said hoarsely, leaning his head down to lick from the top of Duo's collar up to his ear. "I want you, baka, and there are no children around now."

Duo stiffened at the memory, and the lust-filled haze left his brain. "Heero, we should probably talk about MMPH-" He was cut off by another kiss from Heero.

"Hn," Heero grunted, close enough to Duo's ear that the American feel the warm exhale. "It does shut you up. Now, I told you where things stand, so be quiet."

Duo's face flushed as he felt like he had just been scolded like a five year old. He slipped his arms from around Heero's neck, removing the other's hold on his body. "I am *not* Allilon, and I won't have you treat me like I'm a child," he said, sitting up and walking over to the window. "I'm serious, Heero. We need to talk about what happened this morning. Your *son* walked in on us making out and started screaming his head off."

Heero's face grew stern as he turned a cold eye to Duo. "I *know* you aren't a child, Duo, and I wasn't treating you like one. As far as my *son* is concerned, he hates me more than you." Heero sighed, standing up from the bed, and walked over to Duo. "There is something you should know, Duo. Something that we... I... didn't tell you about before."

Duo's anger softened at the almost defeated tone in Heero's normally cold voice, and he turned to face the man he loved. "Oh? What?" he said sardonically. Heero stared out of the large window, and out into the busy city below. After a few moments of uncomfortable silence, Heero spoke again.

"When Relena and Jean-René, Relena's husband, died, I called Milliardo and Noin on Mars to tell them the news, after I dropped Allilon off with Quatre and Trowa. Everyone was really understanding at the time. I just *didn't* know how to explain to my godson that his parents were dead and not coming back. So, after a few talks with Milliardo, Quatre, and Jean-René's sick parents, I came to a decision." Duo felt his heart constrict at the way Heero sounded so lifeless during the whole time he was speaking.

"It was agreed upon that Allilon and I would visit Jean-René's parents for a few days after the memorial service. There weren't enough pieces of anything to bury, and what there was left is lost in space. Anyway, Jean-René's mother, Madame Roget, took Allilon away to speak for a while and Robert(1), his grand-father, and I talked about how to break the news to a three year old. We couldn't think of anything.

"Finally, when I had tucked Allilon in the first night at his grandparents' house, I told him that his parents were gone for a long time, and wouldn't be able to come back. I also told him that he was going to live with me, and that I loved him and would be there for him," Heero finished, turning to look at Duo.

Duo's retort died on his lips as he saw a tear slip down his friend's cheek. The first ever, as far as he knew. He swallowed his own desire to cry at the sad story, and pulled Heero into a tight hug. /He's crying. Oh my god, Heero is crying, and I have *no* goddamn idea how to make him feel better,/ Duo thought, trying to digest the implications of everything.

"I'm sorry, Hee-chan," he muttered into the taller man's hair. "I wish I could have been there, but I just didn't know about anything."

"I know," Heero whispered. "I heard about Howard's heart attack. I would have come to see you then, but I had to deal with Allilon..."

"You... knew? Were you having me followed?" Duo asked, feeling the now familiar anger-joy mixture hit him. He hastily pulled away from Heero to look into his dark blue eyes. "Were you?" he yelled. /I *know* he was. He's no better with me than he was with Relena. Always checking up on people, but not doing anything.../

"Duo..." Heero started, but Duo was too upset.

"What the hell is *wrong* with you? Was I unobtainable? Like Relena? I would have sold my goddamn soul to be with you for over six years, and you were following me around and keeping tabs on me? I didn't even fucking *know* where you were!" Duo took a moment to control his anger, and felt his voice catch in his throat, and a tear of his own fell, unnoticed. "I... Just to see and know that you were alive... You..."

It was Heero's turn to hug Duo, and he did so, tightly.

"This is all my fault. I should have done something before now, but I didn't know what to do," Heero said, trying to let the American in his arms know that he was *truly* sorry. "You weren't unobtainable, but you had been... A distraction is what Doctor J called you during the war, and I was worried about what would happen to me if I gave into my emotions before I knew we had won peace. I should have stopped you before you left for L2, but I thought that Relena would need me more than a soldier would."

Heero stared into Duo's blurred violet-shaded eyes, trying to read the emotions behind them. What he saw was pain, love, confusion, and a tiny bit of residual anger. Taking a chance, he placed a soft, pleading kiss on Duo's lips, hoping against hope that Duo wouldn't pull away.

Not only did Duo *not* pull away, but he deepened the kiss, pouring his need for Heero into it. He allowed his arms to wrap around Heero's waist, and ran his tongue across the surprisingly soft lips he was assaulting. Heero gave in immediately, running his hands to cup the round globes of Duo's rear, and pulled him in closer.

Both men felt their awakening erections touch and moaned loudly. Heero was the one to pull away first, panting with both need and lack of air. He smiled lustfully, and leaned into to lick Duo's ear. Duo groaned at the light, sensual touch of Heero's sandpaper-like tongue on his sensitive ear. The thought of how Heero knew his ears were that sensitive passed through his brain, but was forgotten as Heero took the soft lobe into his mouth and started to suck on it erotically.

"Heero, I need you now..." Duo whispered hoarsely. Heero's already aching arousal twinged at the pleading note in Duo's voice, and he stopped his attack on the braided man's ear.

"How?"

"I... I... need you to make love to me." Duo felt his face flush at the implication of being with Heero, but didn't care. He *needed* to be naked and sweaty with Heero, and *now*.

Heero couldn't believe his ears. The close proximity of Duo's sexy body and that deep, pleading voice made it hard for anything else to register in his brain. Not taking another moment, he swooped Duo's still lithe form and carried him to the bed, laying him down reverently. Kneeling next to Duo, Heero kicked his shoes off with his feet, all the while running his hands up Duo until he reached the buttons on Duo's shirt.

Duo mewled at the feather-soft movements that Heero was using to touch his body, and leaned up into calloused hands as they moved over him. His hands acted independently of his brain, finding their way to Heero's shirt and ripping it away. With that out of the way, he ran his hands across the chiseled chest and stomach of his lover.

Heero bit his lip as Duo's hands made their way across his body, setting every nerve in his body on fire. Urged on by the sounds that the writhing man beneath him was making, Heero tried to unbutton the fabric across Duo's chest and succeeded in ripping it to shreds. "I'll buy you another one," he growled, kissing the exposed and heated flesh that was opened to him.

Tired of the teasing touches, Duo managed to gracefully flip their bodies over so that he was straddling Heero's hips. He quickly tore his boots off, socks following, and reached to undo the snap of Heero's pants. "I want another shirt, Heero. That was one of my favorites," Duo whispered, unzipping Heero's pants completely, and slid the restrictive fabric off of the cobalt-eyed man's hips.

He took a moment to enjoy the sight of the firm, sun-kissed skin in front of him before losing the rest of the clothing in his way. Duo almost lost the remaining working brain cells that he had when he got a look at the fully nude, and wonderfully erect, Heero under him. Licking his lips, he dared to lean in for a kiss, rubbing his body against Heero's.

Heero moaned at the feeling of Duo's naked body melding on top of his own, and wrapped his arms possessively around the other's back when their lips touched. Taking a moment to breathe, he snuck a hand down to the chestnut rope hanging down Duo's back, grabbed it, and growled, "Mine."

Duo shuddered at the possessive behaviour his soon-to-be lover was taking, smiled, and then moved his body so their erections rubbed against one another. "Take me, Heero. I'm yours," he whispered, the need in his voice evident. /I trust you with this.../ he thought.

Heero swallowed. /I've never done this. Has he? Do either of us know what the hell we are doing?/ Choosing to find out whether Duo was in the know or not, he just spoke. "I've never done this before..."

Duo blushed, and nuzzled against Heero's shoulder, as he felt relief rush over him. "I-I've never... either. I-I-I asked Q about it one day, because I was curious..."

"What do you want me to do, then?" Heero asked, hoping that the uncomfortable atmosphere would die down.

"Well, we need some kind of lubrication... But, I don't have any... Wait!" Duo yelled, which caused Heero's body stiffen. "Q told me about this one time where there was nothing to use but lotion." He squirmed his body out of the tight embrace. Heero moaned at both the sensation of Duo's body moving across his own, and the loss of said body.

Duo jumped from the bed, ran to find his bag where he dumped it, and pulled out a bottle of lotion triumphantly. He turned to see the very erotic scene of Heero, nude and aroused, staring at him as if he were a piece of meat. /Damn.../ He swaggered back to the sight before him, and handed the bottle of lotion to Heero.

"Ok, um, you need to prepare me, but, um, you don't have to..." He stopped, blushing profusely. Before Duo spent too much time in embarrassment over the situation, Heero grabbed him, threw him roughly to the bed, and kissed the braided man, covering Duo's body with his own.

Duo broke the kiss, and ran his hands down the slick flesh covering him until they were cupping the cheeks of Heero's ass. Heero leaned in, slipping a hand between their sweaty, heated bodies, and grabbed Duo's swollen erection. "Tell me how..." he said, pumping slowly on the stiff member in his hand.

"You... you... you have to... ahnnnn... put some of the... ooooooooooooh... lotion on your hand... Heero... Please..." Duo managed, panting with need.

"Please what?" Heero growled, ignoring the way that Duo's voice was making his own neglected cock jump.

"You have to... to... use one slick finger... ooooooh... make sure... sure... that I can... take all of you in... Oh, GOD HEERO! I'm gonna..." Duo stopped talking as unbeknownst to him, Heero slid one finger into Duo's entrance.

"Like this?" he asked, watching as Duo closed his lusty eyes.

"Y-yes..."

Heero started thrusting his slicked finger in the hot heat surrounding his digit. He was about to ask what else when Duo cried out.

"More! Add another finger!"

Heero did as his begging lover asked, and added another slippery digit into the writhing body under him. He continued thrusting when he felt Duo's body relax, and was rewarded with a cry of pleasure from the lusty boy.

"Stretch me! NOW!"

Smirking, Heero slowly scissored his fingers, stretching the tight muscles, until they were ready for another. He didn't even wait for Duo's instruction, but added another finger to the almost abused body beneath him, trying to hold back a moan as Duo's hips bucked.

"Ahnnnnn... Heero... Now... Need... need you... so bad..." Duo whimpered, not knowing how much longer he could hold out as Heero's fingers hit his prostrate, allowing the stars in his eyes to shine even brighter. His hand reached out for the forgotten lotion bottle, and somehow he managed to get some of the cool, gelatinous stuff in his hand.

He sought out Heero's arousal with his full hand, and was rewarded with a growl when he seized his prize. Reacting quickly, he started to stroke the satiny, yet hard, cock in his hand, coating it with the lotion.

"Take me..." he croaked.

Not needing any more invitation than that, Heero spread Duo's legs apart, lifted the limbs until they rested on his hips, and placed his weeping arousal at Duo's entrance. He knew that it would more than likely hurt the beautiful man under him, so he went slowly.

It was torture... He moved very slowly, waiting for the tight, velvety heat to adjust to the change in sizes between his fingers and that of his manhood. Finally, he was seated all the way in, and didn't dare move for fear that if he did, he would wake up from the obvious dream.

"Heero... MOVE!" Duo screamed, wiggling his whole body to let his lover know he was ready for him.

"Hn," the Japanese man grunted, pulling out, and then slamming home. He paused as Duo cried out.

"Du... Duo?"

" 'M ok... just hurt a little..." Duo whispered, the pain obvious in his voice.

Afraid for the first time since they began, Heero leaned over, capturing the American's open mouth in a heated kiss. He was not surprised when Duo began to try to take over the kiss, and broke for air.

"Ready?" he asked. He got a nod in reply, and began to carefully pump in and out of Duo's willing body. This time he received a cry of pleasure, and soon, was plunging closer and closer to his release. As if on instinct, he reached a hand down to the neglected erection that was bouncing off his stomach, using the other to balance their intertwined bodies.

Duo, with the lights behind his eyes growing brighter, screamed out as one of Heero's hands grabbed his aching cock. He felt tears seep from his eyes as Heero hit his g-spot once again.

"Hee... Hee-ro..."

"Nnnnnn..."

"Oooooooooh... right there... gonna... Heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerrooooooooooooo!" Duo cried, spilling his hot seed all over the hand holding his penis and Heero's chest.

Tight muscles clamped down repeatedly onto Heero's member, and with one final thrust, he released his own need into the pliable form he was buried in, with the growl of "Duo."

Fully sated, and a little exhausted, Heero collapsed on top of Duo, trying to avoid hurting his shivering lover. Carefully, he pulled out, stifling a whimper at the loss of contact. He rolled onto his side, grabbed the still shaking form of the man next to him, and kissed Duo's sweaty forehead.

"Mmmmm..." Duo purred, snuggling into the strong circle of Heero's arms. "So that's what I've been missing out on..."

Heero only snickered. Duo, in reply, ran a hand through Heero's matted chocolate hair, and kissed his sexy lover yet again.

The cobalt-eyed man returned the kiss, moved his hands until they found the end of the chestnut braid, and quickly unwound the locks until they were flowing around the both of them.

"Kirei(2)," Heero whispered, unable to find any other way to describe the scene before him.

Duo wrinkled up his nose. He could feel his sticky semen starting to dry on his body. "I sure don't feel it. Let's take a shower, Hee-chan..." he said, leering at his blue-eyed lover.

Heero felt his cock slowly reawaken under the hungry look Duo was giving him, and sat up, trying to haul the smaller man to the bathroom. They had just made it to the door when the vidphone rang. Duo stopped and looked at the damned interruption, and then at his luscious lover and sighed.

"Just let it ring, Duo."

"Can't. Expecting Hilde to call," he replied, annoyance leaking out of his normally cheerful voice.

"Fine. If it's anyone but her, hang up and come join me," Heero said, kissing Duo one last time before he disappeared into the large, white bathroom.

Growling in frustration, Duo crossed the room, hit the voice-only button on the vidphone, and growled. "Yes?"

"Hope I didn't interrupt your beauty sleep, lazy, but Mike and I will be arriving in Paris in approximately fifteen hours," Hilde chirped. "Why can't I see you, Duo?"

Thankful that he *had* hit the voice-only button, Duo blushed. "Kinda... otherwise... occupied. Dun' worry, Hill. I'll come and pick you guys up. What gate?"

"Eighteen. And tell that Perfect Soldier of yours I said hello," she said, her voice full of knowledge.

Duo coughed, and then glared at the blank screen. "I hate you," he snarled.

"No you don't. Now, go back to that piece of man-hunk, and we'll see you in a bit," she said.

"Yeah... Bye, Hill," he said, hitting the end-call button, and all but ran to join his piece of man-hunk in an enjoyable shower.

TBC...


(1) Robert - While this is fully pronounced in English, in French it would be "Roe-bear" in pronunciation.
(2) Kirei - Japanese, "beautiful"