Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Best for Last ❯ The Art of Kissing ( Chapter 3 )

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

"So how did it go?" Duo practically pounced on Heero as he walked through the door of their shared bedroom."Hn.""Aww, don't be like that. I wanna know," Duo gave Heero his best begging puppydog look and even the former wing pilot couldn't help but smile a little. "Fine," he sighed. "It went fine.""Is that all? COme on, I want detaails," in the midst of Duo's whining, Heero realized that maybe Duo would know what Holly had wanted so he didn't make the same mistake again. He proceeded to tell the braided boy everything, from the moment he had picked the girl up, to the point where they stoff at her door."She kept looking at me like she wanted something, but I don't know what she wanted," Heero finished. Duo just grinned at the guy who stood, clueless, in front of him. Ask Heero how to kill someone and he would never run out of ideas, but ask him how to get a girlfriend and he was totally clueless. It was his own sort of innocence and Duo couldn't keep his heart from warming a little towards him, even if he was the emotionless perfect soldier."Did you kiss her?" Duo couldn't help but ask. Heero only stared dumbly at him. Heero only stared dumbly at him."I'll take that as a no. That was probably what she was waiting for," Duo shook his head slightly. "You really are hopeless sometimes.""I've never kissed anyone," Heero said it matter of factly, unsure if he should be ashamed or anything of that sort, but decided that it was just Duo so it didn't matter."Well, it's not that hard," Duo stated as he moved to sit on the bed, within arms reach of Heero. "You just lean forward like this and let them do the rest." Duo leaned towards him, stopping inches from his lips. His eyes were closed, long lashes brushing softly over his cheeks. His warm, pink lips were pursed slightly. Heero took a deep breath and leaned forward. He had been so entranced that he didn't notice Duo start to withdraw. Their lips still met though, brushing awkwardly against eachother. Duo's eyes snapped open. The look of confusion quickly gave way to a grin when he realized what had happened."Ya know Heero, I was just showing you what to do. I wasn't gonna kiss you," Heero blushed and a wicked grin crossed the braided boy's face. Without warning, he pounced on Heero, sending him back into the pillows."If you're gonna do that though, you might as well do it right," Duo gently cupped Heero's cheek in his hand. There was a gentle softness that Heero had never witnessed before. Duo lowered his face to the other boy's, letting his lips just barely caress the ones beneath him. Heero tried to match his approach and soon found a rythym. Duo became more insistent, his tongue running across Heero's bottom lip, begging entrance to his mouth. Unthinking, Heero's lips parted, granting Duo his wish, who took full advantage. Finally, with a light nibble to Heero's bottom lip, Duo pulled away. The short haired boy lay on the bed, gasping for breath. He wasn't sure what had happened, but it was amazing. He could still taste Duo on his lips, sweet, like cotton candy. "And, THAT is how you kiss someone," Duo laughed nervously and turned away to hide the redness on his cheeks. Before Heero could say a word, Duo had grabbed a pair of boxers and headed off to take a shower. Heero got dressed for bed and slipped beneath the sheets, trying to fall asleep. His fingers ran over his lips, and he found himself desperately wanting to feel Duo in his arms, with his lips pressed against his again. He closed his eyes and his mind drifted as he thought of his best friend. Heero found himself wondering what it would feel like to run his fingers over the other boy's shoulders and back, to hold him close, to get lost in those amythyst eyes.'Where did all this come from?' he asked himself. Somehow, he couldn't pinpoint what it was, but he was feeling something. He was still deep in thought when Duo came back into the room. Heero was jolted from his reverie, aware of someone watching him, though his eyes were closed so he wasn't sure who. He slitted one eye open and was met with the image of a mostly naked Duo sitting on the bed across from him. There was a sadness in his gaze and finally, he withdrew his eyes from Heero's direction. He shut off the lights and snuggled under the blankets, burying his face in the pillow. Heero could hear soft sobs coming from the other bed. It wrenched his heart, but he hadn't the slightest idea of how to comfort him. He didn't even know what was wrong. He ached to hold the form in the other bed, racked by sobs and hidden under the blankets. Before he could decide on a course of action, the cries stopped and Duo lay still. Heero sighed, wishing he had come to Duo's aid. He rolled over and drifted to sleep, wishing he was holding the braided boy.



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