Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Back Alley ❯ One-Shot

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: I own nothing.

Warnings: yaoi, 1x2 lemon

Back Alley

Duo was careful to appreciate many things in his life

for fear that his life would end the next day in the hands of OZ.

Spending Valentine's Day with Heero was one of them. His lover was sitting at

the kitchen counter with his laptop, ignoring the other pilots and

“writing up a mission report.” Duo smirked and stretched his legs out on

another chair at the table. He had briefly seen the contents of Heero's

computer before he had hastily shut it with a glare at Duo. The perfect

soldier had been searching for information on Valentines Day. It was

almost comical, seeing the usually stoic pilot searching the net for

things related to love and tenderness.

> Quatre could probably guess what Heero was doing as well. He beamed

at Heero from his place in the kitchen as he removed a pie from the

oven. Sniffing the air, Duo could guess that it was blueberry. “Hey Quat!

I'd like a piece of that!” Quatre chuckled and shook his head. “Sorry

Duo but this is for me and Trowa. We're going on a picnic.” Trowa nodded

in agreement from his chosen corner of the kitchen and continued to

watch his lover prepare various sweets in the kitchen. He looked lost, Duo

noted. Then again, he'd look lost too if Quatre had forced him into a

polka dotted apron and told him to bake. His attempt with the cupcakes

appeared to be failing.

> “Dinner,” Heero said suddenly with triumph. Quatre turned to him

with a smile. “What was that Heero?” Heero closed his laptop and glanced

over at Duo. “Dinner. I want to take you out to dinner tonight.” Quatre

smiled at Duo from over Heero's shoulder and went to help Trowa in his

battle against cupcake batter. Duo tapped his foot in false

thoughtfulness before shrugging and sending Heero a wicked grin. “Is that what you

think about while writing up a mission report? Dinner?” Seeing Heero

scowl as he waited for an answer, Duo sighed and rolled his eyes. “I'd

love to, Heero but unfortunately it's almost too early for even lunch.”

Heero stared down at his laptop, considering what he had read about.

While Duo waited for an answer, Trowa yanked the chair from under Duo's

feet and sat down in it, appearing slightly frustrated. “What's wrong

man? You look like someone stepped on your favorite toy or something.”

Trowa grunted from underneath his bangs and crossed his arms irritably. “I

> can't bake.” That was an understatement as Trowa's apron was

completely covered in cupcake batter and sprinkles. There was some on his

right butt cheek too, but that was probably from where Quatre had swatted

him with the spatula in an attempt to keep Trowa from just thowing the

remaining batter against the wall. Quatre winced but gave his lover an

encouraging smile. “Let's try again?”

> Duo smirked as Trowa reluctantly let his lover lead him back towards

the remaining evil cake batter. “Think of something yet Heero?” he

called lazily. Heero blinked and slowly looked up. “I will let you plan our

day, Duo,” he said finally. Both Quatre and Trowa's eyes widened in

surprise. Heero was not the type to trust someone else's judgment,

particularly if the other person didn't have a planned schedule. Duo was

surprised too but he quickly got over it and his grin turned feral. “Well,

in that case I've got an idea that will keep us busy the entire day and

we won't even have to leave our bedroom…wanna hear it?” Quatre squeaked

in protest and shook his head furiously, “Duo! You can't… can't do that

all day!” Trowa blinked and went back to calmly pouring his batter into

a pan. Duo pouted at Quatre. “Why not? You and Trowa do it all the

time,” Quatre blushed furiously and glanced pleadingly at Heero in hopes

that he would help out. Heero was seriously weighing the pros and cons to

> staying in bed all day with Duo. Finally he shook his head no.

“Quatre is right. That would be unacceptable. If I am correct, Valentine's

Day is supposed to be special. We have sex everyday. Select a different

option.” Quatre sighed in relief and gently prodded Duo. “Maybe just

spending the day going to arcades and such would suit you? Then you can

have dinner and engage in… other activities… later.”

> Duo liked that idea. Drag Heero around town all day, have dinner,

and then let Heero do him for most of the night. That sounded really

good. “Good idea, Q. You would make a good house wife someday… if you were

a woman,” he added, seeing both Quatre and Trowa glaring at him. A

gentle tug on his braid made Duo sharply glance up at his lover.

“Acceptable. I will change and then we will leave.” Quatre glowered at Heero.

“Not until you both eat some real food! I will prepare a decent lunch for

you both and then you will leave! I don't trust Duo to eat right when

pizza and coffee are so much easier to reach.” Heero glared back but

nodded. “Also acceptable as well as efficient.” Duo grumbled but gave into

Quatre's furious stance and Heero's logic. “Fine!” he exclaimed and

went to change into nicer clothes. “Have something made so that we can

leave with it.”

> A chicken sandwich complete with tons of lettuce and tomato. Heero

had finished most of his in the car already and frowned at Duo's hardly

touched one. “Quatre requested that you eat something with nutritional

value.” Duo rolled his eyes and made a face. “Heero, baby, everything

has some nutritional value. Things like ice cream, pizza, and hamburgers

just taste better.” Before Heero could state a long list of facts about

food, Duo had already tossed his sandwich on the ground for some

fortunate dog to eat. Heero stiffened at the waste of practical resources but

forced himself to refrain from scolding his grinning lover. “Now,” Duo

said in satisfaction, “We can hit an arcade somewhere. They usually

have a small pizza place inside.”

> “Heero. I'm dying and you don't seem to care,” Duo groaned and

rested his head against the surface of the small, yellow table. Heero

grunted impassively and crossed his arms. “You got what you deserve. Eating a

whole pizza and then playing a game requiring jumping was not a wise

decision.” Duo groaned again and shifted his face to look up at Heero

irritably. “You could have stopped me. I think I'm going to puke…” Heero

watched with fascination as his previously immovable lover sprinted into

the bathroom, braid flying behind him. Heero grunted to himself. He was

reluctant to walk in on what he was sure was an unpleasant scene but

someone had to hold back that braided baka's hair.

> Duo watched with amusement as Heero attempted the dancing game that

had previously made him so sick. With Heero's reflexes, it should have

been easy but the perfect soldier was simply too tense. “Kuso!” Heero

growled as he once again failed. He did not like failing at anything,

not even a simple game. “Give it up baby,” Duo laughed, “This is one of

those things that can't be done with just precision. It takes emotion

too.” From the look in Heero's eyes he was just going to shoot the game

to solve the problem. Duo quickly shoved him off before he could carry

out his plan. With a wicked grin, Duo stepped on the dance pad and

flipped his hair over his shoulder, grinning mischievously at Heero. “Watch

the master at work.”

> No matter how you looked at it, Duo could definitely dance. It made

Heero scowl to see him move so sensually on a stupid game. Particularly

since many girls and a few guys were staring with a curious lust, most

likely wondering if he had those kinds of skills when it came to other

activities. Duo just laughed at their innocent flirting and flirted a

little bit back, occasionally sending Heero a teasing glance as he added

an extra wiggle in his hips. “Baka,” he breathed quietly and

unconsciously tightened his hands into fists. As Duo expertly finished another

dance, his growing crowd clapped and cheered. Duo grinned and bowed

before allowing his momentary fans to get a bit closer.

> The only warning he got was a irritated growl before he was hauled

over his lover's shoulder. “Geeze Heero! You're so impatient.” Heero

grunted as Duo blew kisses over his shoulder. “Baka. You were deliberately

teasing me.” Duo grinned at his lover's accusation and smiled happily

at the gawking people on the street. This is what he lived for, those

rare moments when he was allowed to be a stupid, regular teen like

everyone else. It felt great, the people laughing good-naturedly at Duo, the

wind making his hair swing merrily inches from the ground, and the feel

of Heero running a possessive hand over his ass. Duo was definitely

growing warmer, despite the cool air. “Uh, Heero? If you don't want us to

end up shagging in the middle of the street before it's even three then

you should probably put me down. Or at least stop groping me.”

> “Hn.” That was the only warning Duo got before he was dropped. Heero

jerked him upright to keep him from falling and kept walking. Duo

glared momentarily before grinning and following obediently. There were ways

to make his lover pay for his inadequate care.

> Heero was true to his word about letting Duo handle the day's

events. His scowl had never left his face though, particularly in the

lingerie store. His scowl had darkened at the sight of what he deemed

ridiculous outfits in Duo's hands. Heero's glare was almost murderous when Duo

explained that he expected him to try them on. “Thongs are for

females,” Heero had growled, “I am not a female.” Duo had sighed and patted the

front of the skimpy underwear. “Baby, girls don't need all this extra

room in the front. This is a guy's thong.” Heero continued to scowl and

shook his head. “Just try these on for me, please?” Duo pleaded with

his best puppy eyes. Promptly, the garments were ripped out of Duo's

hands before Heero stomped to the dressing rooms. He had later glared

chillingly at Duo as he paraded in all sorts of obscene outfits, not

realizing that Duo just found that more attractive. Despite his scowls,

curses, and complaints, Heero now sat across from Duo at a dinner table with

a red

> velvet thong under his clothes.

> “Would you really want to wear boxers under those pants?” Duo teased

and gestured towards Heero's dress pants as he wiggled uncomfortably on

the other side of the booth. “I don't like underwear of any sort,”

Heero grunted and shot another glare at his American lover. Duo just

blinked and grinned back as he sipped noisily at his tomato soup. It was

true, Heero never wore underwear under any circumstances claiming that it

hindered performance and took up space in drawers. Duo didn't complain

but he didn't mention that after forcing Heero into the thong, he hadn't

bothered to put anything on under his own leather pants.

> They had both quickly went home to change into formal wear at Duo's

request to prepare for dinner at a fancy French restaurant. From the

half-baked items on the counter and the loud noises coming form the

living room, Quatre and Trowa had never even made it out of the house. Duo

would be sure to tease them about it later. Heero looked professional

in his white pants and sensible white shirt equipped with a gold tie and

light blue jacket. Duo had chosen to dress just appropriately enough to

be let in and with his tight, silky black shirt and even tighter

leather pants he still got quite a few dirty looks. It was definitely worth

it just to see Heero's lust filled gaze.

> It seemed that his lover was paying him back though. Heero ate his

tomato and basil soufflé tart with a curious look as he daintily stuck

his tongue out to taste the foreign food. Having hastily ordered it

while he was still growling at Duo, he didn't really know what was in it.

The way Heero ate new foods delighted Duo. As Heero rarely ate anything

purely for taste it seemed his taste buds went wild for anything new,

which meant that Duo got to savor his lover's fascination. He watched as

Heero's tongue trailed cautiously along the outside of the tart before

Heero took a small nibble out of it. When Heero was in one of his

gentler, teasing moods he often did that to Duo, usually to the sensitive

spot behind his ear while his hands roamed over his willing body.

> Gripping the sides of the seat with a shudder, Duo shook that

thought out of his head. It would not do to ravish Heero in the middle of a

fancy restaurant. Heero would never forgive him. Maybe if he just

dragged him to the bathroom though…

> “Duo,” Heero hissed and glared over his shoulder. Duo stopped his

bathroom fantasy and turned to see what had Heero suddenly so upset. Only

a few feet away stood their enemy Treize Khushrenada and at his side

with a nervous blush on his cheeks was Chang Wufei. Duo frowned lightly

and turned so that the pair would not see them. “Now `Fei smells like

roses too. If Treize wants to smell like a girl that's fine but I refuse

to have to gag all night because Wufei wants to smell like his

boyfriend.” Heero's hand twitched in the direction of the gun hidden under his

jacket. Duo glared at Heero and scooted closer to him to keep from

being overheard. “They're just enjoying a friendly date like the rest of

us, Heero! `Fei's got more loyalty than you give him credit for and he

wouldn't dare give up any information to Treize. He knows we'd kill him

if he did so go back to your tart of whatsis or something and just

ignore them.” Heero grunted, but obediently returned to his dinner as Treize

and

> Wufei passed by them without a glance.

> The restaurant was decorated appropriately for Valentines Day. There

were little paper hearts taped to the wall next to every table and

lights in the shape of pink hearts decorated the ceiling. Love songs played

softly from the speakers and though most of them were in French, Duo

was still able to appreciate them.

> Despite Heero's shoulders tensing in warning, Duo snuggled against

his lover and sighed. “Ya know Heero, I really appreciate you taking me

out tonight. I know that you don't like going out or doing senseless

things all day so this means a lot to me.” Predictably, Heero instantly

relaxed and kissed Duo's hair gently before taking another bite out of

his food. That little kiss was not enough acknowledgement for Duo. With

a small smirk, Duo moved to sip at his wine as his other hand traveled

under the table and into Heero's unsuspecting lap. Heero choked on his

glass of water and Duo's smirk widened at his lover's uncharacteristic

awkwardness. “Duo,” Heero hissed and tried to dislodge the wandering

hand in his lap. “What Heero?” Duo shot back innocently and was careful

to keep his hand from doing more than resting lightly in Heero's lap.

Heero growled and quickly glanced around the restaurant to make sure no

one was looking. “I wonder if Wufei will go back with Treize after

dinner to

> spend the rest of the night engaging in various perversions?” Duo

asked before his lover could demand that he remove his hand. Heero

grunted and tried to return to his food with a warning glare.

> “I wonder who's on top?” Duo continued, watching as his lover choked

on food this time as his hand moved further into his lap. Heero gave

Duo a look that often made OZ soldiers cringe. “I would not know. Ask

Wufei when we get home but I will not be responsible for any damage he

causes to you for your prying questions.” Heero did not comment on Duo's

wandering hand as if he were simply trying to ignore it, but Duo could

feel his cock's interest pressed against his palm. Duo gave it an

affectionate squeeze making Heero jump and curse. Finally, he put his fork

down and turned to stare furiously into Duo's eyes. “Duo… if you don't

stop omae o korosu. I mean it.” Duo raised a disbelieving eyebrow and

with a defiant smile continued to gently paw Heero's straining erection.

He wasn't prepared when the perfect soldier growled and was suddenly

gone without a backwards glance.

> Duo stared disbelievingly. He had meant to annoy Heero, it was his

favorite pastime, but he hadn't wanted his lover to get so upset that he

had to go outside to keep from killing something. He had probably just

ruined their perfect day. Cheerful disposition suddenly gone, Duo went

to swiftly follow his lover out the door.

> “Duo no baka!” Heero growled to himself as he slammed a fist down on

the dumpster and listened to the sound echo through the small alley

behind the restaurant. With their relationship being less than a year old,

Heero could get turned on by the mere sound of Duo's voice so

stimulation under the table was the last thing Heero needed from Duo. Heero

loved his violet-eyed lover with all his heart but he hated being teased.

If he hadn't left immediately he probably would have just bent Duo over

the table and had him then and there with all of those people watching.

He would go back inside once he calmed down to apologize to Duo for

leaving so abruptly, from the other side of the booth, and then make him

pay for his teasing as soon as they got home. Satisfied with that plan,

Heero closed his eyes and leaned against the wall to enjoy the gentle

breeze.

> Duo crept cautiously into the alley, relaxing slightly when he saw

Heero leaning calmly against the dirty wall of the restaurant. He had

been afraid that Heero had gotten so mad that he had gone home without

him. Cautiously, he crept further into the alley, wrinkling his nose in

disgust at the smell of rotten food. Despite the clean interior, behind

the restaurant was a filthy mess. Heero tensed briefly and Duo could

see him listening to his footsteps before he relaxed again as he

determined the familiar footfall. Duo sighed regretfully and wrapped his arms

around Heero's waist, not surprised when he got no response. “All right,

Heero I was a bad boy. If you come back inside I promise I'll let you

spank me for it later,” He smirked and wiggled suggestively against

Heero's still half hard member. Heero was glaring even before his eyes

fully opened but Duo just smiled lightly, seeing past the angry stare and

knowing that Heero had already forgiven.

> His smile was lost momentarily as he was suddenly being shoved

against the wall and Heero was gripping his arms tightly as he glowered at

Duo. “Heero?” Duo said tentatively as he shrank back from his lover's

angry blue eyes. Heero responded with a growl before plunging forcibly

into Duo's waiting mouth, kissing him almost violently in an attempt to

punish him for his manner throughout the day. Slowly, Heero pulled away.

“And if I think you deserve your spanking now?” He asked, punctuating

it with a light nip from his teeth. Duo shivered, not entirely from the

cold as Heero's tongue made a wet trail from his ear to his collarbone.

Heero's hands were undoing the buttons of Duo's shirt to uncover more

of that creamy skin to lick and suck at. “Heero,” Duo gasped as his

shirt was pushed roughly to his elbows and Heero's mouth continued to move

lower, “Our food will get cold,” He protested.

> Heero stood up to glare menacingly into his lover's eyes. “Then

we'll just have to be quick,” Heero growled before once again attatching

his mouth to Duo's with bruising force. Duo groaned and clutched at

Heero's clothing as his lover's hands tweaked and pulled at his nipples,

wrenching pleading sobs from Duo that were swallowed hungrily by Heero's

demanding mouth. Duo felt his pants being undone and jerked to his knees

before he was turned around roughly to face the wall.

> Heero's teeth bit viciously at his neck, making Duo whimper and then

moan as the hurt was soothed by Heero's less demanding tongue. “Hurry

up Heero,” He panted and thrust his hips back into Heero urgently.

Heero's hands left Duo's tormented nipples to travel further down his body.

Duo braced his hands against the wall as one hand slipped innocently

into Duo's pocket to retrieve the lube that Duo always carried and the

other gained a grip around Duo's aching cock. With the combination of

Heero's hand roughly stroking him and Heero's ragged breathing in his ear

as he possessively ground his silk-clad erection into his ass, Duo all

but lost touch with reality.

> A hand was hastily placed over his mouth and Duo realized that in

his pleasure-induced daze he had forgotten that he was still in the alley

and had been making enough noise to raise the dead. Duo could feel his

lover's glare burning into the back of his head but even more evident

was that Heero's other hand had stopped stroking him and was now pressed

intimately to his backside and a questing finger was pressing hard

against his prostrate. “Be quiet,” Heero whispered fiercely as he continued

to thrust his fingers into the body beneath him. Even from behind

Heero's hand, Duo's whimpers and moans were audible, making Heero anxious to

possess that willing body.

> Duo was more than ready when Heero removed both of his hands from

him to roughly shove down his own pants, breaking the string on the hated

thong in his haste. “Hurry,” Duo snarled and lifted his hips

pleadingly. Some of Duo's hair had escaped from his hair band during their

frantic groping, giving Duo a wild, untamed look as he glared at Heero over

his shoulder, bracing himself against the wall. Not even the perfect

soldier could resist Duo when like he was like that.

> Heero shoving inside of Duo hard, making Duo cry out loudly as he

was suddenly filled with that thick length. Though a part of Heero

protested to that amount of noise, a much larger part of him wanted to make

the braided boy make a lot more noises. With difficulty, he managed to

control his urges to begin immediately start thrusting into Duo, instead

he gripped his lover's hips with bruising force as he waited for him to

adjust. Duo wiggled impatiently, liking the sensation but definitely

craving more. “Hurry u… Ah!” His demand was cut off and he almost lost

balance against the wall as Heero suddenly began a series of deep

thrusts.

> Heero smirked from behind him and held on tightly to Duo's hips to

keep him from collapsing. He bit down hard on Duo's neck, tasting the

sharp tang of blood and hearing Duo's desperate moans as he continued his

assault on his body. Heero drove in hard and deep, striking Duo's

prostate with painful accuracy. Duo craned his neck to share a wet, furious

kiss with Heero and was rewarded when Heero began stroking his

painfully hard cock.

> With a strangled cry, Duo came into Heero's waiting hand, his groans

being swallowed hungrily by Heero's mouth. Seconds later, Heero came

with a low satisfied moan.

> The cold air brought them back. Duo sighed and turned to fully face

Heero. “Well, that was nice,” he muttered and slumped into the wall.

Heero grunted and gave Duo a slow, lazy kiss. “Dinner.” Duo gave the

Japanese boy a disbelieving stare. “Dinner?” Heero nodded and started to

pull up his pants, ripping the thong off completely on the way. He

figured Duo wouldn't mind much knowing that he only wanted to torment Heero

for a short time. “Hai. We haven't even finished the first course, Duo.”

Duo sighed and slumped heavily against the wall, uncaring of the filth

there. As his lover was obviously unable to do it himself, Heero gently

pulled up Duo's pants, kissing Duo tenderly as he fastened them. Duo

smiled appreciatively then slowly peeled himself off the wall, wincing at

the pain in his backside. Not that he minded. “Right Heero. We'll

finish dinner then go home and wash this muck out of my hair. Then we can do

this again. Preferably in a bed this time?” The corners of Heero's lips

> lifted slightly in response before he dutifully led Duo back inside

of the restaurant. “Hai. Definitely acceptable.”

> The couple strolled into the living room, blue shirt smudged with

dirt, hair disheveled, and grinning happily to see Trowa and Quatre

snuggling contentedly on the couch and watching TV. Wufei was curled up in a

near by armchair, reading. Quatre glanced up warmly at them and

gestured at the tea in his right hand. “There's more in the kitchen if you'd

like some. Did you have a nice day together?” Heero went to fetch the

tea as without warning, Duo planted himself in Quatre's lap, ignoring

Trowa's warning glare and Quatre's flushed cheeks as he grinned happily.

“It was the best, man! You two should have gone out as well instead of

staying home to have sex.” Quatre choked on his tea and stared at Duo

with a disbelieving stare. “Duo! That's none of your business,” he

admonished lightly. Trowa's eyes widened slightly but he managed to state

quite calmly, “We stayed home so that I could learn how to bake cupcakes.”

> Heero grunted from the kitchen as if he had just found the cupcakes.

Wufei scowled at the trio on the couch. “Stop tormenting them, Maxwell

and be quiet, I'm trying to read,” he snapped, glaring venomously,

particularly at Duo before returning to his page. Duo just grinned, noting

that the reprimand didn't have the usual threat in it as well as the

occasional shifting of Wufei's body indicating soreness. From Quatre's

knowing smile, Duo could guess that the blonde noticed as well. It was

about time the boy let someone bed him, even if it was Treize.

> “Duo?” Heero suddenly showed up behind him, with two cups of tea in

his hands. “I believe we have plans still?” Quatre blushed but smiled

warmly at the unusual tenderness in Heero's voice. “In that case do let

Trowa and me alone, Duo. There's still some of that pie in the oven if

you want it later.” Duo grinned, accepted one of the cups from Heero

and proceed to drag his lover upstairs. Their voices could still be heard

from downstairs.

> “Well, that causes a change in plans. Shower, pie, and then sex.”

> Heero grunted disapprovingly. “Shower, sex, then pie.”

> “Hm… Sex in shower then pie then sex again and then sleep?”

> “Hai.”

> Quatre blinked from downstairs and stared wonderously at Trowa.

Trowa shrugged back. Wufei scowled and cursed Duo and Heero under his

breath. Slowly, Quatre shook his head. “I hope that they don't try it with

the pie too.”