Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Bet I Can ❯ Bet I Can ( Chapter 1 )
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By: moffit1x2x1 
Duo and Heero make a bet, whoever wins gets to...
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 09.27.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
Duo and Heero make a bet, whoever wins gets to...
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 09.27.2003 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 1.4K | Status: Completed
Bet I Can, by Moffit
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, but I can still dream can't I?
Pairings: 2x1
Warnings: Lemony, switching pov's?
Note: Do not try this at home.
Feedback: pretty please?
Duo smirked as he looked at Heero, various hentai thoughts running through his head. He casually leaned over towards the driver's side of the car – where Heero was – and placing his lips almost on Heero's ear, he whispered, "Bet I can make you pull over."
Heero just glanced at Duo out of the corner of his eye, then returned his attention back to the road. They were in the suburbs, on their way back to the safehouse where Wufei, Trowa, and Quatre waited. Heero and Duo's mission had been infiltration, and the others needed the information they'd managed to pick up, not to mention Heero had set bugs to monitor Treize's office and send the information bouncing who-knows-where, waiting for him to pick it up.
Heero knew exactly what Duo was up to. They'd been playing 'Bet I Can', a game Heero had actually made up, where you tried your darndest to make your partner, well, do whatever you bet, basically. He was kind of wondering what Duo had in mind, and was determined that he would *not* pull over. Whoever won got the loser's ass for the night.
Heero's musing suddenly ground do a halt as he felt Duo's hand – it sure as hell wasn't his own – ghost lightly over his groin. He locked his jaw and refused to acknowledge that Duo had caught him off-guard. He stubbornly kept his gaze on the car in front of him as he felt Duo start to rake his nails teasingly over his jeans, right where his burgeoning erection was located.
Duo casually kept up with his stroking, waiting for Heero to react. For a moment he'd thought Heero might not be interested when he'd seen that hard jaw lock, but the swiftly growing hardness under his hand was silent testimony that he was definitely interested.
Already mentally cheering, Duo slowly reached down to unbuckle his seatbelt, making sure Heero knew exactly what he was up to. Carefully leaning over again, he gave a quick swirl of his tongue around Heero's inner ear, making Heero twitch a bit, then with a grin whispered, "Oh, you are *so* gonna hafta to pull over before I'm done with you. I'm gonna make you come so hard you won't be able to remember your name, let alone how to drive a car when you've got me sucking on that nice, hot, glorious, *hard* cock you've got there.."
Duo smirked again as he moved to maneuver under Heero's arm to nibble at the jeans above Heero's erection before unfastening the button and tugging down the zipper with his right hand. He knew Heero loved to hear him talk dirty during sex, as well as the feeling of his hair caressing him. He made sure his bangs brushed teasingly over Heero when he realized he hadn't been wearing any underwear. He listened as Heero's breathing sped up a bit, then exhaled hotly against Heero's cock before licking a dewy drop that had appeared at the head. Mmm…
Heero's breath hitched as Duo began to lick leisurely at his tip and making appreciative sounds at the back of his throat. At this rate, he was a goner. Duo continued to lick slowly up and down Heero's erection, making noises in the back of his throat like Heero's cock was the best thing he'd tasted in his life. Heero bit back a moan as Duo closed his hot little mouth over the tip of his erection, swirling around the head a bit, then sucking sharply. This time Heero *did* moan, and Duo grinned before swirling around the head some more, letting his saliva drip down Heero's cock.
"Nnnn.." Heero had to fight to concentrate on not stamping down on the gas as he felt Duo's tongue stab mercilessly into his slit before engulfing him in his mouth again. The car in front of them was getting dangerously close, and Heero tapped the brake to slow down a bit. Duo, on the other hand, was speeding up. His hand had come into the action, and was now pumping up and down Heero's cock in a steady, mind-numbing rhythm, using his own saliva as lubrication.
Duo was slightly uncomfortable, his left arm braced against the middle console, and his head trying not to bump into the steering wheel. Not to mention the raging hard-on in his own pants. Speaking of pants, Heero was starting to do a lot of that. Hell, he'd make sure Heero did a lot more than pant – he'd make him pull over damnit. Heero's ass was gonna be *his* tonight. Heero had won last time, betting he could make Duo blush – a hard thing to do. He'd done it by going down on Duo in a dressing room, and making Duo walk out first past the old woman scrutinizing him from behind the counter at Wal-Mart. His ass had been sore for the next day and a half.
Thinking about that made him increase his efforts, determined that it would be Yuy having trouble sitting down at the breakfast table, enduring the knowing smirks of the other pilots.
Heero's hips jerked as Duo moved his right hand to caress his balls, and he had to fight to keep from thrusting into Duo's mouth, to keep from knocking Duo's head against the steering wheel. His eyes started to cross as Duo started deep-throating him, having to blink hard and jerk the car back into their own lane. Duo felt the jerk – both of them, actually – and cackled in the back of his mind as he imagined Heero struggling to keep the car from smacking into mailboxes along the side of the road, or worse, drifting into the other lane where there was still oncoming traffic.
A loud, angry horn blared from behind and Heero realized that while he had been focusing on not slamming into the car ahead, he had been slowing down too much for the liking of the idiot behind him. Glaring, he sped up a bit, then had to keep from stomping on the gas again as he felt Duo swallow around his erection, which happened to be deep in Duo's throat at the moment. He moaned again at that thought, and his eyes started to close before he caught himself and dragged his lust-hazed gaze back to the road in front of him. Only to start to slide shut again as Duo started bobbing up and down faster over him.
Duo felt the car jerk again, and chuckled darkly, wrenching a ragged gasp from Heero at the feeling. Damn, but this was almost easy. But, he had to give Heero credit for not pulling over yet. He had to hurry though, he knew the safehouse wasn't all *that* far away, and they had to have been nearly there by now. With renewed vigor Duo started sucking harder as he went up, slicking his tongue around the head, then going back down again to start all over.
Heero's vision had clouded over, barely noticing that he had just run a stop sign, even if no one was coming – but damn was he ready to! – and Heero had long ago stopped paying attention to the surroundings. Hell, he was lucky he was still able to drive. Duo suddenly changed tactics, bringing a knee up between their seats on the small bit of space left by the console, bracing the other on the floor on the passenger's side, and his left hand was tweaking Heero's right nipple none-too-gently through his shirt. The car swerved again, this time almost running into someone's yard before Heero pulled it back on the street.
Duo knew he had almost made Heero pull over, and he tugged some more on Heero's nipple, making appreciative noises as he lapped up the precum welling out of the tip of Heero's cock. Then he got an evil gleam in his eye, and started working his right hand further into Heero's pants.
Heero's eyes widened. Duo wasn't gonna do what he thought he was, was he? Suddenly, he felt a dry finger find and start stroking his entrance teasingly, then it suddenly dipped inside.
"Fuck!" Duo had started sucking harder as he went down this time, practically inhaling Heero's cock, and stabbing his tongue in the slit again as his finger thrust in and out of Heero's entrance at a maddeningly slow pace.
"Ahh! Shit.. DUO!!"
Suddenly the car swerved sharply and jerked to a halt. The cock in Duo's mouth had just gotten a whole lot harder and suddenly Duo was swallowing as fast as he could to keep with the steady stream coming from it. When it stopped, Duo gently licked it twice more to make sure to get it all, then sat up and glanced around. The car was parked crookedly on the side of the street; he didn't recognize the area they were in at all.
He looked over to take in Heero, eyes almost closed and chest heaving, fingers still gripping the steering wheel tightly.
"Hope you know how to get home, lover, 'cause this," he thrust his finger harder into Heero's ass, "is mine *all* night long."
OWARI!
Disclaimer: They aren't mine, but I can still dream can't I?
Pairings: 2x1
Warnings: Lemony, switching pov's?
Note: Do not try this at home.
Feedback: pretty please?
Duo smirked as he looked at Heero, various hentai thoughts running through his head. He casually leaned over towards the driver's side of the car – where Heero was – and placing his lips almost on Heero's ear, he whispered, "Bet I can make you pull over."
Heero just glanced at Duo out of the corner of his eye, then returned his attention back to the road. They were in the suburbs, on their way back to the safehouse where Wufei, Trowa, and Quatre waited. Heero and Duo's mission had been infiltration, and the others needed the information they'd managed to pick up, not to mention Heero had set bugs to monitor Treize's office and send the information bouncing who-knows-where, waiting for him to pick it up.
Heero knew exactly what Duo was up to. They'd been playing 'Bet I Can', a game Heero had actually made up, where you tried your darndest to make your partner, well, do whatever you bet, basically. He was kind of wondering what Duo had in mind, and was determined that he would *not* pull over. Whoever won got the loser's ass for the night.
Heero's musing suddenly ground do a halt as he felt Duo's hand – it sure as hell wasn't his own – ghost lightly over his groin. He locked his jaw and refused to acknowledge that Duo had caught him off-guard. He stubbornly kept his gaze on the car in front of him as he felt Duo start to rake his nails teasingly over his jeans, right where his burgeoning erection was located.
Duo casually kept up with his stroking, waiting for Heero to react. For a moment he'd thought Heero might not be interested when he'd seen that hard jaw lock, but the swiftly growing hardness under his hand was silent testimony that he was definitely interested.
Already mentally cheering, Duo slowly reached down to unbuckle his seatbelt, making sure Heero knew exactly what he was up to. Carefully leaning over again, he gave a quick swirl of his tongue around Heero's inner ear, making Heero twitch a bit, then with a grin whispered, "Oh, you are *so* gonna hafta to pull over before I'm done with you. I'm gonna make you come so hard you won't be able to remember your name, let alone how to drive a car when you've got me sucking on that nice, hot, glorious, *hard* cock you've got there.."
Duo smirked again as he moved to maneuver under Heero's arm to nibble at the jeans above Heero's erection before unfastening the button and tugging down the zipper with his right hand. He knew Heero loved to hear him talk dirty during sex, as well as the feeling of his hair caressing him. He made sure his bangs brushed teasingly over Heero when he realized he hadn't been wearing any underwear. He listened as Heero's breathing sped up a bit, then exhaled hotly against Heero's cock before licking a dewy drop that had appeared at the head. Mmm…
Heero's breath hitched as Duo began to lick leisurely at his tip and making appreciative sounds at the back of his throat. At this rate, he was a goner. Duo continued to lick slowly up and down Heero's erection, making noises in the back of his throat like Heero's cock was the best thing he'd tasted in his life. Heero bit back a moan as Duo closed his hot little mouth over the tip of his erection, swirling around the head a bit, then sucking sharply. This time Heero *did* moan, and Duo grinned before swirling around the head some more, letting his saliva drip down Heero's cock.
"Nnnn.." Heero had to fight to concentrate on not stamping down on the gas as he felt Duo's tongue stab mercilessly into his slit before engulfing him in his mouth again. The car in front of them was getting dangerously close, and Heero tapped the brake to slow down a bit. Duo, on the other hand, was speeding up. His hand had come into the action, and was now pumping up and down Heero's cock in a steady, mind-numbing rhythm, using his own saliva as lubrication.
Duo was slightly uncomfortable, his left arm braced against the middle console, and his head trying not to bump into the steering wheel. Not to mention the raging hard-on in his own pants. Speaking of pants, Heero was starting to do a lot of that. Hell, he'd make sure Heero did a lot more than pant – he'd make him pull over damnit. Heero's ass was gonna be *his* tonight. Heero had won last time, betting he could make Duo blush – a hard thing to do. He'd done it by going down on Duo in a dressing room, and making Duo walk out first past the old woman scrutinizing him from behind the counter at Wal-Mart. His ass had been sore for the next day and a half.
Thinking about that made him increase his efforts, determined that it would be Yuy having trouble sitting down at the breakfast table, enduring the knowing smirks of the other pilots.
Heero's hips jerked as Duo moved his right hand to caress his balls, and he had to fight to keep from thrusting into Duo's mouth, to keep from knocking Duo's head against the steering wheel. His eyes started to cross as Duo started deep-throating him, having to blink hard and jerk the car back into their own lane. Duo felt the jerk – both of them, actually – and cackled in the back of his mind as he imagined Heero struggling to keep the car from smacking into mailboxes along the side of the road, or worse, drifting into the other lane where there was still oncoming traffic.
A loud, angry horn blared from behind and Heero realized that while he had been focusing on not slamming into the car ahead, he had been slowing down too much for the liking of the idiot behind him. Glaring, he sped up a bit, then had to keep from stomping on the gas again as he felt Duo swallow around his erection, which happened to be deep in Duo's throat at the moment. He moaned again at that thought, and his eyes started to close before he caught himself and dragged his lust-hazed gaze back to the road in front of him. Only to start to slide shut again as Duo started bobbing up and down faster over him.
Duo felt the car jerk again, and chuckled darkly, wrenching a ragged gasp from Heero at the feeling. Damn, but this was almost easy. But, he had to give Heero credit for not pulling over yet. He had to hurry though, he knew the safehouse wasn't all *that* far away, and they had to have been nearly there by now. With renewed vigor Duo started sucking harder as he went up, slicking his tongue around the head, then going back down again to start all over.
Heero's vision had clouded over, barely noticing that he had just run a stop sign, even if no one was coming – but damn was he ready to! – and Heero had long ago stopped paying attention to the surroundings. Hell, he was lucky he was still able to drive. Duo suddenly changed tactics, bringing a knee up between their seats on the small bit of space left by the console, bracing the other on the floor on the passenger's side, and his left hand was tweaking Heero's right nipple none-too-gently through his shirt. The car swerved again, this time almost running into someone's yard before Heero pulled it back on the street.
Duo knew he had almost made Heero pull over, and he tugged some more on Heero's nipple, making appreciative noises as he lapped up the precum welling out of the tip of Heero's cock. Then he got an evil gleam in his eye, and started working his right hand further into Heero's pants.
Heero's eyes widened. Duo wasn't gonna do what he thought he was, was he? Suddenly, he felt a dry finger find and start stroking his entrance teasingly, then it suddenly dipped inside.
"Fuck!" Duo had started sucking harder as he went down this time, practically inhaling Heero's cock, and stabbing his tongue in the slit again as his finger thrust in and out of Heero's entrance at a maddeningly slow pace.
"Ahh! Shit.. DUO!!"
Suddenly the car swerved sharply and jerked to a halt. The cock in Duo's mouth had just gotten a whole lot harder and suddenly Duo was swallowing as fast as he could to keep with the steady stream coming from it. When it stopped, Duo gently licked it twice more to make sure to get it all, then sat up and glanced around. The car was parked crookedly on the side of the street; he didn't recognize the area they were in at all.
He looked over to take in Heero, eyes almost closed and chest heaving, fingers still gripping the steering wheel tightly.
"Hope you know how to get home, lover, 'cause this," he thrust his finger harder into Heero's ass, "is mine *all* night long."
OWARI!