Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Blood Fetish ❯ Chapter 8
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Arigatomina 
Last part, warning: 1x2 lemon.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.08.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Completed
Last part, warning: 1x2 lemon.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 07.08.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 1.0K | Status: Completed
Author's notes: Yes, this is the last part. This multi-part fic is finally finished...thank God, I thought I'd never finish one...now on to the others.... =_=
Warnings: Lemon, shonen ai, possible sap, slight humor
Category: Yaoi, TWT: timeline-what-timeline
Pairings: 1x2, assumed 3x4
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
Blood Fetish
Part 8
Wufei pushed the door to the safe-house open, not bothering to glance behind him as he plodded across the living room. "I'm going to bed," he muttered, still not looking back.
Quatre nodded distractedly as he followed the boy, grateful for Trowa's support when he took the steep stairs. His muscles ached and the tall boy had promised to give him a massage. Reaching the top of the stairs, he gave a single glance back and nodded to Heero before disappearing around the corner, a willing Trowa in tow.
"They look exhausted," Duo murmured, glancing at Heero warily as he held the boy's shoulders. "You can put me down now, really." The Japanese pilot didn't so much as glance at him as he was carried toward the stairs, Heero pausing only long enough to shut the door behind him.
Carrying the braided baka into their room, Heero deposited him on his bed, his glare telling the boy not to move as he stepped into the bathroom and grabbed a roll of gauze. He was furious, but he'd been even angrier when they'd first arrived on the battleground and he'd seen the number of suits Deathscythe had been fighting. "You lied to me," he spit, ripping Duo's pants as he quickly wrapped the boy's leg. "And you're injured."
"It's just a scratch," Duo complained, wincing when Heero pulled the cloth a bit too tight. "And I didn't lie! The orders said it would be a simple attack, how was I to know they had back-up troops. Sheesh, Heero, you don't have to jump down my throat. I could have walked up here, just fine. But no, you have to act like I've been mortally wounded or something. No one else was worried."
"Idiot, it's bleeding too much. If you had simply retreated when you found there were too many suits to take on alone, it wouldn't have happened."
"Heero, it's not like this is the first time I've been injured," Duo muttered, glaring at the boy who'd stood, arms crossed over his chest. "I'm not going to die over a little scratch. I've bled before, get over it. You're overreacting."
"You were irresponsible," Heero said scathingly, his cobalt eyes narrowed. "What would we have done if you'd been injured worse?" he asked, not bothering to reign in his anger at the boy's recklessness. "You know for a fact that we can't help you, none of us have the right blood type. And you still have the nerve to sit there and say I'm overreacting?"
Duo was confused by Heero's anger. Yes, he understood why the boy would be mad if he'd endangered the mission, but he'd called for back-up as soon as it was needed, and the others had shown up almost immediately. The mission had been accomplished, yet Heero was obviously furious. //He's throwing a fit...he never does that.// Wondering if the boy's anger was about something else, he relaxed his expression, tilting his head as he looked up at his friend. "Heero, what's really bothering you? I've fought on my own before, and I've definitely been injured worse, so why are you making a big deal out of this?"
"Because," Heero said sharply, his scowl not faltering a bit. "You aren't fighting alone anymore. We're a team, you can't take risks like you used to. You have to think of the consequences on the rest of us."
"Like *you* do?" Duo asked, his voice incredulous as his eyes widened suddenly. Leaning forward, he stared at the boy. "When have you *ever* thought about the rest of us when you were fighting? As many times as you've tried to self-detonate? It's *painfully* obvious that we're the *last* thing on your mind, so where do you get off yelling at *me*?"
"I wouldn't self-detonate unless it was to protect someone," Heero murmured, his voice dropping suddenly. Duo could swear he heard hurt in the boy's tone, and he blinked sharply. "And I think about you when I fight." His anger returned quickly and he was abruptly scowling again as he gave the violet-eyed boy an accusing glare. "I thought about *you* today, and it was such a distraction. If you hadn't acted so recklessly I wouldn't have had to worry about you."
Duo blinked at what he knew the boy meant as an insult, a small smirk coming to his lips as he raised an eyebrow at the scowling boy. "You were thinking about *me*? Yeah, I'm sure you were. You were probably so distracted you could barely get your mind off me long enough to fight." Laughing softly, he dropped his eyes. "I'm sure, Heero."
"That's right..."
Raising his eyes suddenly, Duo's mouth went dry as he took in Heero's serious face, the softness of his voice ringing in his ears. "What did you say? Heero...?" Those cobalt eyes bore into him, and he tried to swallow, choking briefly before blinking and clearing his throat. Then he promptly choked again, his breath nearly stopping in his throat when Heero placed a hand on his cheek.
"I said you're right," Heero whispered, glaring for a moment before his eyes cleared again. "I *was* thinking about you. It's so hard to think when I know you're in danger, that you might be hurt, could so easily die and there's so little I could do to stop that." Duo's mouth was open, and Heero nodded sharply. "I nearly died when you stopped breathing in that cell, Duo. It was as if something had crushed my heart and *I* was the one who couldn't breath anymore."
"Are you saying you...care about me?" Duo asked, his eyes filling his face as he stared at Heero. "Are you?"
"Baka."
"Damnit, Heero! Just tell me, are you?" He coughed as his voice broke, giving the boy a disgruntled look before he shook his head. "Why do you have to call me names? First you say you...and then you're calling me names?"
"Duo, what else would I mean? The thought of something happening to you kills me, of *course* I care about you." Heero blinked in surprise when he was suddenly holding a warm bundle as Duo's arms grabbed him, a smiling face inches from his own. "That was quick. I take it you...care...about me, too?"
"Baka," the long-haired boy returned, cheekily grinning as he squeezed Heero's waist tightly. "I'm hugging you and I'm about five seconds away from kissing you. What else would I mean?"
Heero's eyes narrowed at the boy's teasing, and he glanced over Duo's shoulders for a minute before meeting those laughing violet eyes. "Is your leg really only a scratch? It doesn't hurt?"
"What?" Duo frowned for a second, then grinned again, shaking his head. "I told you, it's fine. I've done worse than that falling out of Deathscythe."
"Good."
Letting out a startled sound, Duo found himself on his back on the bed, Heero leaning over him, those intense eyes shining into his. "Wow, I take it you have some repressed...um...feelings pent up, ne?"
"Hai," Heero murmured, his eyes moving over Duo's features before he brushed his tongue over the boy's lips, licking his own as violet eyes widened. "Duo, I want you to say something, you said it before and it nearly killed me, but I want you to say it now."
"Huh? What, Heero?" Duo sighed as a strong hand rubbed his chest, and he shook his head. "Tell me what, Heero, I'll say anything you want."
Heero ducked his head, touching his lips to Duo's cheek before trailing them down so he could taste the boy's neck. Then he lapped his tongue at the long-haired boy's earlobe, his breath sending a shiver through the slender frame beneath him. "Onegai...koibito. Say it, Duo, I want you to ask me again..."
"What's it mean?" Duo asked, his eyes closing as he felt those hot lips move to his neck again, then he sighed, gripping Heero's back. "Oh, I don't care what. Onegai, Heero? Onegai, koibito?" The answering growl made his eyes open, and he looked up in surprise when the Japanese boy suddenly took his mouth, tongue moving in to invade. His startlement at the move was lost as he quickly returned the gesture, pulling Heero down on him as they tasted each other. An eternity passed before they broke apart, and Duo gave a slow smile at the fire he could see in those normally passive eyes. "Whatever I said, it definitely didn't make you angry *this* time..."
"Hai, Duo," Heero said, his expression serious as he stared down at the boy. "You said please, lover, and my answer is yes, yes..." He bent slowly and sighed with satisfaction when Duo opened his mouth, head moving to meet him. Again, they kissed, and it was with an irritated breath that Heero pushed himself up, his eyes moving to the high neck of Duo's outfit. Without speaking, he moved to undo it, his fingers nearly flying over the buttons till he could push it aside and touch his mouth to the boy's exposed chest.
"Mm, so I called you lover?" Duo asked, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the feel of Heero's kisses, his hands caressing the boy's lightly muscled back. "No wonder it bothered you...I thought I offended you...or something..."
Shaking his head as he loomed over the boy, Heero kissed him firmly before rising a bit. "Never. Just hearing that word--those words--coming from you...I nearly died. Duo," he kissed him, pulling back almost immediately. "You know what I want to do, don't you?"
The violet-eyed boy gave a slow and pleased smile as he looked up at the boy who'd begun to have a hint of a frown marring his features. "Not at all, Heero. What do you want? I'm at a loss."
//He's teasing me *now*?!// Eyes narrowing, Heero kissed the boy, grinding his erection into Duo and watching as those eyes widened. "I'm serious," he warned, when they'd parted again. "I'm not playing games with you, Duo."
"Good," Duo said quickly, his breath speeding up as he felt the boy pressed against him. "But I'd say we have too much clothes on." Pushing Heero back a bit, Duo undid his pants, kicking his shoes off as an afterthought before pushing the restricting clothing away. When Heero did the same, he pulled the boy back to him quickly, not wanting to blush as those cobalt eyes tried to move over him. "Now then, you were saying?"
The boy's grin had his lips twitching, but Heero pushed back his own surprising sense of humor as he knelt, Duo's legs moving to make room for him. "You're so damned playful," he muttered, reaching between them to grasp the boy's length, his own making a hot brand against Duo's thigh. There was the sound of an indrawn breath and those violet eyes closed to slits. "But I prefer this," he whispered, "there'll be time for games later."
Duo took a shuddery breath as Heero's fingers circled him, that hot mouth moving to take one of his nipples. "P...promise? I'll...remember you...said that," he warned, then his thoughts turned to pleasure and he gazed down at the dark-haired boy.
"Less talk, more moans," Heero murmured, leaning back so he could touch his lips to the boy's length, his tongue circling it as his eyes watched Duo's face. The boy gasped in a harsh breath when he took him into his mouth, but it wasn't enough and Heero sucked on him gently. He could feel fingers in his hair, but he centered his attention on what he was doing, stroking the boy with his mouth and tongue till he could feel Duo's hips pressing upwards. It was then that he reluctantly released him, sitting up.
"Why...did you stop?" Duo asked, his voice faltering as he opened his eyes quickly. "Heero...onegai, koibito?" He nearly smiled when the boy growled, but then he saw Heero start to get off the bed and he frowned. "Where are you going?"
"To get something to use," Heero said, frowning himself. He hated to have to stop, but there was no way he'd risk hurting the boy. //I should have thought of this before we started but...how was I to know we'd end up doing this?// Shaking his head, he scowled as his eyes moved around the room, then he made a quick trip to the bathroom, smirking as Duo's eyes latched onto the tube of lotion he'd found. He knelt on the bed again, and kissed the boy lightly before moving lower. "Now then, where was I?"
Duo blinked sharply as the boy actually looked confused, then he recognized that glint in Heero's eyes and smirked. "You were driving me insane with pleasure," he murmured, "Resume, please?"
"That's right." With a nod, Heero lapped his tongue over the boy's damp length, his eyes shining when Duo's eyes closed immediately and the boy's hands moved to his hair again. He was careful not to neglect his work as he unscrewed the lid to the tube, and he squeezed some of the smooth substance onto his hand before setting it aside. Lifting Duo's hips, he sucked a bit harder as he pushed a slick finger into the boy, his eyes returning to the American's face. The boy's expression was drawn, but whether it was from pain or pleasure, he couldn't tell, and he frowned. Stilling his movements, he lifted his head. "Duo? Don't hold back, please? I need to know if I'm hurting you."
"What?" Blinking, Duo glanced at him in surprise, his slightly glazed eyes drawing a pleased smirk from Heero. Then the digit inside of him touched something and he gasped roughly, his eyes closing again. "Oh. No...that *definitely* feels good..."
Heero nodded sharply as he took the boy into his mouth again, his eyes glinting when Duo let out a very soft, yet audible moan as he rubbed against the spot. Encouraged, he added another finger and stretched the boy some more before letting it join in the first's torment of the shaking frame beneath him. When he felt Duo was prepared, he replaced his mouth with a hand as he slowly coated himself and pushed into the boy. He heard Duo's breath catch, and while he didn't voice his discomfort, that sign was enough and Heero paused, bending forward to kiss that open mouth as his hand stroked him gently. When he moved a bit more there was nothing to stop him, and he felt Duo's arms tighten as he was pulled down. Then he was pushing into the boy, and his control snapped as if it were a thin string, his groan stolen by the mouth pressed against his.
Duo gave another quiet moan as he felt that thick length moving inside him, and he gasped as Heero hit the right spot with nearly every thrust. His eyelids were heavy, but he watched the boy's face through his lashes, memorizing the way Heero's mouth opened as the Japanese boy breathed harshly, whispering an occasional cry. While he wasn't any less consumed by the pleasure that blazed over them, he tilted his head, running his tongue over the boy's opened lips and moaning when Heero promptly covered his mouth with a deep kiss. One of his hands found itself buried in the dark, unruly hair as he held the mouth to his, and he knew his grip on Heero's back was painfully tight. But he couldn't help it as they moved faster and he was driven deeper into the bed, his eyes closing. Their breath ran out at the same moment their restraint did and they broke apart as they came, one after the other, their choked cries still muffled as their lips were less than an inch apart.
Not waiting for his breathing to slow, Duo ran both hands through Heero's hair, barely finding the strength to look at the boy whose head now rested on his chest. "Thank you, Heero. For telling me, and wanting me, and giving me this--" He broke off when the sound of a soft snort reached him and he raised an eyebrow as Heero slowly moved his head, looking at him. "What?"
"I don't think we're supposed to thank each other," Heero said, his eyes glinting as he managed a small smirk. "Besides, I did that as much for me as for you. Ai shiteru...Duo no baka."
"Well...I got the baka part," Duo grinned, "I guess I'll have to look up the rest, ne?" He ruffled the boy's hair when Heero gave a quick nod before hiding his face against Duo's neck. "You know what, Heero? I really liked you before, and it's obvious I wanted you, right? But now...I think I probably love you now." He was a bit disappointed when the object of his affections didn't look up, but then he giggled as he felt Heero nip at his neck. "Guess I can call you koibito now, ne?"
"No," Heero said, raising his head suddenly as he pushed himself up. "I'll be your koi, you're *my* koibito. And ai shiteru, koibito, my baka."
Smirking, Duo shook his head a bit before sighing as Heero kissed him. "What's the difference? No, don't tell me, I'll figure it out...but later, not now. We should probably take a shower or something."
"A bath," Heero nodded, a sudden smirk gracing his lips. "One of your hour-long baths."
"Okay...koi."
--Owari--
Warnings: Lemon, shonen ai, possible sap, slight humor
Category: Yaoi, TWT: timeline-what-timeline
Pairings: 1x2, assumed 3x4
Author: Arigatomina
Email: arigatoumina@hotmail.com
Blood Fetish
Part 8
Wufei pushed the door to the safe-house open, not bothering to glance behind him as he plodded across the living room. "I'm going to bed," he muttered, still not looking back.
Quatre nodded distractedly as he followed the boy, grateful for Trowa's support when he took the steep stairs. His muscles ached and the tall boy had promised to give him a massage. Reaching the top of the stairs, he gave a single glance back and nodded to Heero before disappearing around the corner, a willing Trowa in tow.
"They look exhausted," Duo murmured, glancing at Heero warily as he held the boy's shoulders. "You can put me down now, really." The Japanese pilot didn't so much as glance at him as he was carried toward the stairs, Heero pausing only long enough to shut the door behind him.
Carrying the braided baka into their room, Heero deposited him on his bed, his glare telling the boy not to move as he stepped into the bathroom and grabbed a roll of gauze. He was furious, but he'd been even angrier when they'd first arrived on the battleground and he'd seen the number of suits Deathscythe had been fighting. "You lied to me," he spit, ripping Duo's pants as he quickly wrapped the boy's leg. "And you're injured."
"It's just a scratch," Duo complained, wincing when Heero pulled the cloth a bit too tight. "And I didn't lie! The orders said it would be a simple attack, how was I to know they had back-up troops. Sheesh, Heero, you don't have to jump down my throat. I could have walked up here, just fine. But no, you have to act like I've been mortally wounded or something. No one else was worried."
"Idiot, it's bleeding too much. If you had simply retreated when you found there were too many suits to take on alone, it wouldn't have happened."
"Heero, it's not like this is the first time I've been injured," Duo muttered, glaring at the boy who'd stood, arms crossed over his chest. "I'm not going to die over a little scratch. I've bled before, get over it. You're overreacting."
"You were irresponsible," Heero said scathingly, his cobalt eyes narrowed. "What would we have done if you'd been injured worse?" he asked, not bothering to reign in his anger at the boy's recklessness. "You know for a fact that we can't help you, none of us have the right blood type. And you still have the nerve to sit there and say I'm overreacting?"
Duo was confused by Heero's anger. Yes, he understood why the boy would be mad if he'd endangered the mission, but he'd called for back-up as soon as it was needed, and the others had shown up almost immediately. The mission had been accomplished, yet Heero was obviously furious. //He's throwing a fit...he never does that.// Wondering if the boy's anger was about something else, he relaxed his expression, tilting his head as he looked up at his friend. "Heero, what's really bothering you? I've fought on my own before, and I've definitely been injured worse, so why are you making a big deal out of this?"
"Because," Heero said sharply, his scowl not faltering a bit. "You aren't fighting alone anymore. We're a team, you can't take risks like you used to. You have to think of the consequences on the rest of us."
"Like *you* do?" Duo asked, his voice incredulous as his eyes widened suddenly. Leaning forward, he stared at the boy. "When have you *ever* thought about the rest of us when you were fighting? As many times as you've tried to self-detonate? It's *painfully* obvious that we're the *last* thing on your mind, so where do you get off yelling at *me*?"
"I wouldn't self-detonate unless it was to protect someone," Heero murmured, his voice dropping suddenly. Duo could swear he heard hurt in the boy's tone, and he blinked sharply. "And I think about you when I fight." His anger returned quickly and he was abruptly scowling again as he gave the violet-eyed boy an accusing glare. "I thought about *you* today, and it was such a distraction. If you hadn't acted so recklessly I wouldn't have had to worry about you."
Duo blinked at what he knew the boy meant as an insult, a small smirk coming to his lips as he raised an eyebrow at the scowling boy. "You were thinking about *me*? Yeah, I'm sure you were. You were probably so distracted you could barely get your mind off me long enough to fight." Laughing softly, he dropped his eyes. "I'm sure, Heero."
"That's right..."
Raising his eyes suddenly, Duo's mouth went dry as he took in Heero's serious face, the softness of his voice ringing in his ears. "What did you say? Heero...?" Those cobalt eyes bore into him, and he tried to swallow, choking briefly before blinking and clearing his throat. Then he promptly choked again, his breath nearly stopping in his throat when Heero placed a hand on his cheek.
"I said you're right," Heero whispered, glaring for a moment before his eyes cleared again. "I *was* thinking about you. It's so hard to think when I know you're in danger, that you might be hurt, could so easily die and there's so little I could do to stop that." Duo's mouth was open, and Heero nodded sharply. "I nearly died when you stopped breathing in that cell, Duo. It was as if something had crushed my heart and *I* was the one who couldn't breath anymore."
"Are you saying you...care about me?" Duo asked, his eyes filling his face as he stared at Heero. "Are you?"
"Baka."
"Damnit, Heero! Just tell me, are you?" He coughed as his voice broke, giving the boy a disgruntled look before he shook his head. "Why do you have to call me names? First you say you...and then you're calling me names?"
"Duo, what else would I mean? The thought of something happening to you kills me, of *course* I care about you." Heero blinked in surprise when he was suddenly holding a warm bundle as Duo's arms grabbed him, a smiling face inches from his own. "That was quick. I take it you...care...about me, too?"
"Baka," the long-haired boy returned, cheekily grinning as he squeezed Heero's waist tightly. "I'm hugging you and I'm about five seconds away from kissing you. What else would I mean?"
Heero's eyes narrowed at the boy's teasing, and he glanced over Duo's shoulders for a minute before meeting those laughing violet eyes. "Is your leg really only a scratch? It doesn't hurt?"
"What?" Duo frowned for a second, then grinned again, shaking his head. "I told you, it's fine. I've done worse than that falling out of Deathscythe."
"Good."
Letting out a startled sound, Duo found himself on his back on the bed, Heero leaning over him, those intense eyes shining into his. "Wow, I take it you have some repressed...um...feelings pent up, ne?"
"Hai," Heero murmured, his eyes moving over Duo's features before he brushed his tongue over the boy's lips, licking his own as violet eyes widened. "Duo, I want you to say something, you said it before and it nearly killed me, but I want you to say it now."
"Huh? What, Heero?" Duo sighed as a strong hand rubbed his chest, and he shook his head. "Tell me what, Heero, I'll say anything you want."
Heero ducked his head, touching his lips to Duo's cheek before trailing them down so he could taste the boy's neck. Then he lapped his tongue at the long-haired boy's earlobe, his breath sending a shiver through the slender frame beneath him. "Onegai...koibito. Say it, Duo, I want you to ask me again..."
"What's it mean?" Duo asked, his eyes closing as he felt those hot lips move to his neck again, then he sighed, gripping Heero's back. "Oh, I don't care what. Onegai, Heero? Onegai, koibito?" The answering growl made his eyes open, and he looked up in surprise when the Japanese boy suddenly took his mouth, tongue moving in to invade. His startlement at the move was lost as he quickly returned the gesture, pulling Heero down on him as they tasted each other. An eternity passed before they broke apart, and Duo gave a slow smile at the fire he could see in those normally passive eyes. "Whatever I said, it definitely didn't make you angry *this* time..."
"Hai, Duo," Heero said, his expression serious as he stared down at the boy. "You said please, lover, and my answer is yes, yes..." He bent slowly and sighed with satisfaction when Duo opened his mouth, head moving to meet him. Again, they kissed, and it was with an irritated breath that Heero pushed himself up, his eyes moving to the high neck of Duo's outfit. Without speaking, he moved to undo it, his fingers nearly flying over the buttons till he could push it aside and touch his mouth to the boy's exposed chest.
"Mm, so I called you lover?" Duo asked, his eyes closed as he enjoyed the feel of Heero's kisses, his hands caressing the boy's lightly muscled back. "No wonder it bothered you...I thought I offended you...or something..."
Shaking his head as he loomed over the boy, Heero kissed him firmly before rising a bit. "Never. Just hearing that word--those words--coming from you...I nearly died. Duo," he kissed him, pulling back almost immediately. "You know what I want to do, don't you?"
The violet-eyed boy gave a slow and pleased smile as he looked up at the boy who'd begun to have a hint of a frown marring his features. "Not at all, Heero. What do you want? I'm at a loss."
//He's teasing me *now*?!// Eyes narrowing, Heero kissed the boy, grinding his erection into Duo and watching as those eyes widened. "I'm serious," he warned, when they'd parted again. "I'm not playing games with you, Duo."
"Good," Duo said quickly, his breath speeding up as he felt the boy pressed against him. "But I'd say we have too much clothes on." Pushing Heero back a bit, Duo undid his pants, kicking his shoes off as an afterthought before pushing the restricting clothing away. When Heero did the same, he pulled the boy back to him quickly, not wanting to blush as those cobalt eyes tried to move over him. "Now then, you were saying?"
The boy's grin had his lips twitching, but Heero pushed back his own surprising sense of humor as he knelt, Duo's legs moving to make room for him. "You're so damned playful," he muttered, reaching between them to grasp the boy's length, his own making a hot brand against Duo's thigh. There was the sound of an indrawn breath and those violet eyes closed to slits. "But I prefer this," he whispered, "there'll be time for games later."
Duo took a shuddery breath as Heero's fingers circled him, that hot mouth moving to take one of his nipples. "P...promise? I'll...remember you...said that," he warned, then his thoughts turned to pleasure and he gazed down at the dark-haired boy.
"Less talk, more moans," Heero murmured, leaning back so he could touch his lips to the boy's length, his tongue circling it as his eyes watched Duo's face. The boy gasped in a harsh breath when he took him into his mouth, but it wasn't enough and Heero sucked on him gently. He could feel fingers in his hair, but he centered his attention on what he was doing, stroking the boy with his mouth and tongue till he could feel Duo's hips pressing upwards. It was then that he reluctantly released him, sitting up.
"Why...did you stop?" Duo asked, his voice faltering as he opened his eyes quickly. "Heero...onegai, koibito?" He nearly smiled when the boy growled, but then he saw Heero start to get off the bed and he frowned. "Where are you going?"
"To get something to use," Heero said, frowning himself. He hated to have to stop, but there was no way he'd risk hurting the boy. //I should have thought of this before we started but...how was I to know we'd end up doing this?// Shaking his head, he scowled as his eyes moved around the room, then he made a quick trip to the bathroom, smirking as Duo's eyes latched onto the tube of lotion he'd found. He knelt on the bed again, and kissed the boy lightly before moving lower. "Now then, where was I?"
Duo blinked sharply as the boy actually looked confused, then he recognized that glint in Heero's eyes and smirked. "You were driving me insane with pleasure," he murmured, "Resume, please?"
"That's right." With a nod, Heero lapped his tongue over the boy's damp length, his eyes shining when Duo's eyes closed immediately and the boy's hands moved to his hair again. He was careful not to neglect his work as he unscrewed the lid to the tube, and he squeezed some of the smooth substance onto his hand before setting it aside. Lifting Duo's hips, he sucked a bit harder as he pushed a slick finger into the boy, his eyes returning to the American's face. The boy's expression was drawn, but whether it was from pain or pleasure, he couldn't tell, and he frowned. Stilling his movements, he lifted his head. "Duo? Don't hold back, please? I need to know if I'm hurting you."
"What?" Blinking, Duo glanced at him in surprise, his slightly glazed eyes drawing a pleased smirk from Heero. Then the digit inside of him touched something and he gasped roughly, his eyes closing again. "Oh. No...that *definitely* feels good..."
Heero nodded sharply as he took the boy into his mouth again, his eyes glinting when Duo let out a very soft, yet audible moan as he rubbed against the spot. Encouraged, he added another finger and stretched the boy some more before letting it join in the first's torment of the shaking frame beneath him. When he felt Duo was prepared, he replaced his mouth with a hand as he slowly coated himself and pushed into the boy. He heard Duo's breath catch, and while he didn't voice his discomfort, that sign was enough and Heero paused, bending forward to kiss that open mouth as his hand stroked him gently. When he moved a bit more there was nothing to stop him, and he felt Duo's arms tighten as he was pulled down. Then he was pushing into the boy, and his control snapped as if it were a thin string, his groan stolen by the mouth pressed against his.
Duo gave another quiet moan as he felt that thick length moving inside him, and he gasped as Heero hit the right spot with nearly every thrust. His eyelids were heavy, but he watched the boy's face through his lashes, memorizing the way Heero's mouth opened as the Japanese boy breathed harshly, whispering an occasional cry. While he wasn't any less consumed by the pleasure that blazed over them, he tilted his head, running his tongue over the boy's opened lips and moaning when Heero promptly covered his mouth with a deep kiss. One of his hands found itself buried in the dark, unruly hair as he held the mouth to his, and he knew his grip on Heero's back was painfully tight. But he couldn't help it as they moved faster and he was driven deeper into the bed, his eyes closing. Their breath ran out at the same moment their restraint did and they broke apart as they came, one after the other, their choked cries still muffled as their lips were less than an inch apart.
Not waiting for his breathing to slow, Duo ran both hands through Heero's hair, barely finding the strength to look at the boy whose head now rested on his chest. "Thank you, Heero. For telling me, and wanting me, and giving me this--" He broke off when the sound of a soft snort reached him and he raised an eyebrow as Heero slowly moved his head, looking at him. "What?"
"I don't think we're supposed to thank each other," Heero said, his eyes glinting as he managed a small smirk. "Besides, I did that as much for me as for you. Ai shiteru...Duo no baka."
"Well...I got the baka part," Duo grinned, "I guess I'll have to look up the rest, ne?" He ruffled the boy's hair when Heero gave a quick nod before hiding his face against Duo's neck. "You know what, Heero? I really liked you before, and it's obvious I wanted you, right? But now...I think I probably love you now." He was a bit disappointed when the object of his affections didn't look up, but then he giggled as he felt Heero nip at his neck. "Guess I can call you koibito now, ne?"
"No," Heero said, raising his head suddenly as he pushed himself up. "I'll be your koi, you're *my* koibito. And ai shiteru, koibito, my baka."
Smirking, Duo shook his head a bit before sighing as Heero kissed him. "What's the difference? No, don't tell me, I'll figure it out...but later, not now. We should probably take a shower or something."
"A bath," Heero nodded, a sudden smirk gracing his lips. "One of your hour-long baths."
"Okay...koi."
--Owari--