Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Breaking Down The Walls ❯ Ch 1 ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: jukebox_csi 
Duo and Heero finally come to understand one another.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 06.17.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 5.6K | Visits: 893 | Status: Completed
Duo and Heero finally come to understand one another.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Hentai | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 06.17.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 5.6K | Visits: 893 | Status: Completed
Let me just say right off that I'm an avid 'Duo as uke' fan. As such, I generally prefer 1x2 (or whoevever x 2), or at least 1=2 (where both get a shot in the top position). Now, that being said, this is a 2x1 *laughs*
BUT...I have a reason. Basically, I stole this scene from a chapter in one of my other stories from another fandom. I only changed the names to Heero & Duo, and tweaked a couple of spots (changing the initial bit to a failed mission and such). I think it's ok to plagiarize myself when I give myself permission to, don't you think? If you do, by chance, read in the other fandom I write and have read the story to which the chapter originally belongs, my apologies if it offends to see it here as well. I know it's cheating to the extreme, but there wasn't enough time for me to write something fresh from the initial call to post SMUT this weekend on the 1x2ml. Plus, I'm really proud of this chapter (both the original form and this slightly modified GW version). *sheepish grin*
Irregardless, I hope you enjoy *bites nails*
Author: Jukebox
Pairing: 2x1
Feedback: Always appreciated
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimers: Doing this only for therapeutic value. Not making any money off it. All the familiar characters in this fic belong to other people/companies. I'm broke, so sueing me would be like trying to squeeze blood from a turnip.
Notes: Some of the characters in this fic may seem OOC. Not beta'd so all screw ups are mine.
Summary: Duo and Heero finally come to understand one another.
The mission had been a complete disaster.Heero had broken protocol and come to rescue him.It was something that both warmed Duo’s heart and filled him with dismay. He knew they had been dancing around each other for a while, but whatever was going on between them was something neither was willing to address.And tonight was the final result of weeks of tension. Heero was furious and waited only moments after the door of the safe house closed behind them before he unleashed that fury on Duo, blaming the failure of the mission on the boy’s incompetence.But Shinigami was not one to back down from a fight, turning the blame right back into the Japanese pilot’s court.When Heero pushed him against the wall, Duo shoved with all his strength at the perfect soldier, causing the Japanese pilot to fall backwards onto the floor and stare up at the braided pilot with a lock of surprise and some other emotion that Duo couldn’t quite grasp – an emotion that nevertheless caused Duo’s stomach to clench in fear.
“Face it, Yuy.We both fucked up.So I’m not perfect like you, but you’re just as much to blame in this mess.” Duo hissed as he turned on his heels and started for the hallway.
But before Duo took more than two steps, a solid wall of muscle barreled into him from behind, sending both bodies sliding across the floor some distance before Heero yanked the braided pilot onto his back.The breath was knocked out of Duo as he stared up into deep blue eyes. Heero snarled; one hand clasped around the slender neck of his team mate while the other extended and fisted, preparing to come down on the Deathscythe pilot with deadly force. Blood oozed slowly from one of Duo’s nostrils, a result of hitting the floor, but neither man noticed.Both were panting heavy.Passion and anger warred for dominance in those azure eyes above him for a moment as Heero laid his full weight on top of Duo, until suddenly the stoic boy’s infamous blank mask fell into place.For a moment, Duo wasn’t even sure if he had really seen those emotions in the ocean colored orbs hovering inches above his own.The struggle for breath was nothing as control slowly returned to the braided pilot. The dark haired teen was still above him snarling as Duo suddenly realized why he had momentarily seen the other boy’s emotions. Underneath the outer shell of the perfect soldier were the vaguest traces of a multitude of emotions swirling in chaos, as if they were trapped deep within.With a clarity born of experience, Duo understood that Heero’s training was barely in control, holding back a maelstrom. Once his breath evened out, Duo closed his eyes to avoid any hint of challenge and cautiously raised his chin, baring his throat in submission and acceptance to whatever punishment the other pilot felt necessary.
It was a universal sign that Heero’s soul understood.His dilated pupils returned to normal, the nearly complete black tinge of his eyes fading to blue as his own breath slowed. Heero stared at the boy under him for a few minutes, frowning in surprise as he unconsciously accepted the body language on display.Most wouldn’t understand, wouldn’t be aware of this open show of natural surrender.
He unfisted his hand, removing the other from its vice-like grip on Duo’s neck, and hissed as he violently shoved away from the braided pilot, retreating to one of the empty bedrooms. Duo could almost feel the hurt pouring off of the Japanese pilot as he opened his eyes to stare blindly at the ceiling. “Shit” he sighed softly.
It took him a while to reach Heero's room once he picked himself up from the floor, having moved purposefully slow in his steps.He told himself it was togive the other boy time to collect himself, but in his heart he knew it was he who was apprehensive. There were no expectations of admittance to the room, so knocking tentatively on the door he only waited a moment before he let himself in.Heero stood ramrod straight at the window, his back to the door and his arms crossed over his chest - closed off to anything and everyone.Quietly Duo closed the door,leaning against the wood to study the boy."Hey Heero." ventured gently, not really expecting a response.
The Japanese pilot didn't acknowledge the L2 colony brat, continuing his stoic vigil on the darkness outside the window. He was in no mood to talk with anyone and willed the handsome youth to leave his room before he did something they might both regret - for the second time today.
Scratching the side of his head, Duo searched for the best words to express his thoughts and explain both of their actions. "Eh…that was….I mean, in the hallway earlier…that.." he stopped and took a breath.
"You think I made a mistake on the mission."It wasn't a question.
Duo stared at the other boy’s back and pursed his lips.Lying wasn’t in his nature, though hiding from situations like this was. A voice inside his head was screaming at him to run."Yes."
"That's how come you think I…" Heero paused, then turned to face Duo with hardened eyes, the frustration evident on his face."You think my training’s flawed, that I’m not fit to pilot."
Duo cocked his head to one side."Well, no.That’s not true. Our abilities to pilot are part of us, like hair color.So, to say you can’t pilot just because you made one mistake would be like saying you’re not human.Just ain't so."
There was silence as Heero simply frowned at the boy before turning back to the window.It was a dismissal, but Duo refused to take the hint. Duo studied the stoic youth before him, eyes drawing a line up, down, and around the deceptively powerful figure.But, the thoughts behind the appraising gaze had nothing to do with lust, and everything to do with a desire to figure the boy out; to get inside the wall he had built around himself. there was anyone in this whole war that could understand walling off a heart to protect it, it was Duo. Only in the last few weeks, with the amount of time he had spent in the other pilot's company, had his own wall begun to crumble, shaken into powdered dust by the stirring of what he thought were long-dead feelings for another soul. That soul stood before him now and it terrified him beyond measure. The thought of allowing another into his heart....he almost shook his head at the half complete thought. No good could come of it - a fact proven time and time again in his short lived existence.Anyone he had ever loved either left him, made him leave, or died because of him and the depressing situation of constantly fighting and being hunted that he now found himself in wasn't a great omen for future happiness. Somewhere along the way, somehow, his feelings for the other boy had deepened beyond what he thought he was capable of. To see Heero close himself off was like a physical blow to the braided pilot and a challenge of the greatest magnitude. if there was one thing Shinigami relished, it was a challenge.There was something here of great importance, something just out of reach that Duo needed to understand.It was a large piece of the puzzle that was Heero. As much as he wanted to call on his vast experience with men to guide him in his dealings with Heero, Duo knew it wasn't quite the same.It was like the difference between night and day.
"You're afraid of losing control." Duo stated to the stiff-backed pilot, noting the tightening of the other man's hands into fists.Heero didn't answer, but that was not unexpected.So Duo did what he always did in an uncomfortable setting . . . he babbled."Ya know, it ain't such a bad thing, losing control."
Heero snorted angrily."The fuck do you know?"
"I’ve been trained too."
"That doesn't mean shit.Just because you’ve been trained to fight, doesn't mean you know anything about what it's like to be expected to be the perfect soldier." Heero interrupted, irritated that the braided fool wouldn't just leave him the hell alone.
Duo scratched the back of his neck, the sound like sandpaper as his nails scrapped across the smaller hairs at the nape."Well, no.Can't say that I do. How about you just explain it to me."
Heero remained stoic but the Japanese boy's ghostly image in the window glass reflected the internal struggle which showed clearly on his face as he sought to put his feelings into words.As much as Duo wanted to reach out and tell the other boy that he understood, he needed to hear the words that Heero might say. "It feels…" Heero started and then paused, one hand coming up to lean against the cool pane as he rested his head against his forearm.It was the night of a new moon, no ivory light filled the sky. And with the thick, ominous clouds crowding the skies, all the stars were blocked from sight, leaving only black emptiness that mirrored the hole Heero felt in his soul. Heero chuckled, a bitter sound devoid of any humor."Hell, I don't even know what it feels like.When I'm totally....in that place, it's like something else takes over, and the me that is me is gone.You know, I can't even remember any of it usually.I just...go away, get buried deep inside my own mind, and then I eventually come back to...whatever the hell my other side did while I was sleeping."
Duo was silent for a moment as he thought about that."Sometimes I do that.Just go away to my own special place inside my head.Only, I’m not lucky enough to be oblivious about the reasons why. Wish I could…"
"No you don't, baka.It’s not something to want, trust me.To be locked inside yourself, when the killing machine that is your body goes on a mission - what's to desire about that?I fucking hate it."Heero spat, a sneer visible in the pane's reflection.
"Hmm..you like control.Like I said, it’s not a bad thing to lose it every once in a while, you know.Better than letting it eat you alive inside. It won’t take away from your abilities to be the best fighter you can be. Not all of us are lucky enough to have perfect…."
Heero whirled around to face him, his hands clenching into fist."I'm NOT perfect!" he cried, his face and voice full of anguish. He stared at Duo, but it was obvious to the braided boy that Heero was seeing something or someone else; pleading with a memory of some kind.
Duo gasped at the pain he could see in those cobalt depths, and his body moved before he had time to process his thoughts. In two strides he reached the other pilot and grabbed him by both arms to shake him to attention."No!You're not perfect.You're a flesh and blood human just like me, just like any of us. The difference is you have a unique gift that makes you special, desirable.Your strong, Heero.Strong and beautiful."And without hesitation, Duo swooped in and captured Heero's lips as if it were the most natural thing in the world.After a moment's hesitation, Heero grasped the other boy and pulled him in tight, clutching at him like some sort of lifeline as their tongues danced. Nimble fingers slid through thick chocolate locks, as Duo pulled the Japanese boy into him, a small whimper escaping his throat as the possessive kiss deepened. The Wing pilot reached down and grabbed Duo, hoisting him up and walking towards the bed, flinging them both down on top, yet never once breaking the kiss.Clothes were a hindrance, and the young L2 thief managed to deftly finger the buttons to release their locking hold on material, shirts sliding off without notice as lips and tongue quested over skin.
Heero paused on top of the braided pilot and stared at the pale skin peppered with light dustings of chestnut hair that thickened into a trail leading past the waistband of his jeans. Strong calloused hands ran up the sides of the Deathscythe pilot, crossing over breast bone and down the mid-line of the chest, outlining the shape of his ribcage. The Japanese boy was fascinated with the texture of skin over bone, touch of another’s body being something he had never truly experienced. The sensuous and erotic feelings that flowed though the tips of his fingers sent shivers down his spine. He traced the contour of the boy's upper body like a topographer mapping the surface features of a geographic region.He lingered longest over scars of varying lengths and complexities, not voicing any questions as he caressed the puckered skin. Duo squirmed under his touch, embarrassed at his less than perfect dermis."No, don't.They're ugly."
Pausing, Heero glanced up into amethyst orbs that glittered in the dark."I don't think they're ugly.Each one of these scars is beautiful.They mean that you survived and they're part of you."
Duo snorted."That’s easy for you to say.Your skin is almost flawless."
Even in the dimly lit room, Duo could see the serious glint in the stoic pilot’s eyes."I may have perfect skin, but it doesn't mean there aren't scars.It's just that mine are on the inside."He looked back at a couple of larger ones that seemed to be surgical in origin and kissed the angry mounds reverently.
The weight of those words was heavy in Duo's mind.Heero thought his scars were beautiful.Never before had anyone paid this kind of attention to his body, his needs. It made him dizzy with desire; his breathing increasing to rapid pants as the heat in his body rose.Overwhelmed with depths of feelings he had never felt for another sexual partner, he felt a need so great it almost seemed as if he would burst.Suddenly, things were clear in his mind, he wanted this boy as he had never wanted another before. Surging upwards, he caught Heero by surprise, lending him the strength he needed to flip the other pilot onto his back. With an unexpected urgency, he fumbled first at his pants and then at Heero's, desperate to have them both naked.
Once he had managed to remove both pairs, Duo sat back to look down on the other boy in all his glory, devouring the masterpiece before him like a starving artist. He leaned down to latch onto a nipple, sucking and stroking his tongue over the little nub until it hardened.Releasing his hold on the tortured piece of flesh, he blew gently across the saliva soaked skin, sending a pleasant tickling sensation straight to Heero's groin.The Wing pilot groaned at the feel, fingers buried in the chestnut silk of the boy above him as his eyes closed in bliss. Not wanting to neglect the twin, thief like fingers ghosted over the other nipple, rubbing and twisting the nubbin between two fingers to bring it to full attention as well. Fingernails scrapped a line down Heero's chest in the wake of such a talented tongue.Duo moved lower and lower, dipping his tongue into the navel before him and earning another moan from the boy who was enjoying his ministrations. Heero resisted the urge to push Duo's head further down - he didn't want to hurt Duo - so he moved his hands to the covers below, clutching the sheets in anticipation.
Duo moved lower, temporarily ignoring the straining erection that bobbed before his nose as he took a moment to inhale the rich scent of his new lover. It was a heady scent, strong and masculine, that made Duo's mouth water.For all the times he had done this, never before had he actually looked forward to sucking another male's cock. Taking pity on the writhing boy below him, Duo engulfed Heero completely to the root, causing the Japanese youth to arch off the bed with a cry in delighted surprise. Hollowing both cheeks, Duo pulled on the shaft as he slid up to the head, swirling his tongue around the mushroom top and capturing the pearling liquid at the slit.The slightly bitter taste was erotic to Duo and he licked his lips to keep any from escaping.His tongue darted out to slide along the large vein on the underside of Heero's shaft, feeling the boy's racing heartbeat pulse through the flesh. Further down his tongue moved until he reached the twin sacs, gathering one in his mouth to suckle on it like candy, enjoying the flavor and texture of the tightened skin. Teeth scrapped gently over the sensitive flesh as Duo released first one and then the other ball, moving his attention to the area behind.He smiled at the rumbling sounds of pleasure that radiated through Heero's chest.
Heero was a mess of nerves, moaning and sighing at the sensations the boy was bringing him.He had not been with anyone since his training, when Dr J demanded he learn the art of seducing the enemy to obtain information and the horrors of rape the enemy might use for the same purpose.He knew he wouldn't hold out much longer with what the braided pilot was doing to him. He reached down and gently tugged on Duo's hair, silently begging him for mercy.Duo took the cue and kissed his way back up Heero's body. He was enjoying the sounds the normally detached pilot was making, but knew it was time to take things to the next level.
“Don’t move. ’ll be back in a sec.” Duo took a moment to suckle on Heero’s collar bone so the Japanese pilot wouldn’t mistake this momentary pause as rejection.
Ocean colored orbs filled with need stared unwavering at the door as Duo disappeared to retrieve the lotion from his bag in the hall.When Duo returned and straddled Heero’s waist, he kissed his way up the supple bronze body as he started the preparations he needed to receive the Japanese pilot.Halfway up Heero's neck, Duo froze mid-lick when he heard the unexpected words from the other boy."I want to feel you inside me."
Duo pushed back and blinked at Heero, certain he had completely misunderstood."What?"
Heero kept that violet gaze."I want to feel you inside me.I want you.Please." He needed to feel the boy above him, to take away the emptiness inside. He was not an emotionless machine programmed only to complete a mission.He was human, with wants and needs like any other; as capable and willing to give as much as he received.
The braided pilot just stared, his erection beginning to wane as a knot of nervous tension took root in his stomach.The boy who Duo knew desired control above all else was asking him to do the taking? It made no sense; made the universe seem off center.It wasn't the way things worked in Duo's world - at least up to now.Heero misread the boy's hesitation."Unless you didn't want to go that far?" Which seemed incredulous to Heero when they were both lying naked, skin to skin in varying stages of arousal.
The question seemed to bring Duo out of his musings."What? I want this.It’s just…" he sat back on his haunches, straddling the other pilot's hips.Heero's erection fit nicely into the crack of his ass and Duo couldn't help undulating slightly, allowing the other pilot's length to move up and down enticingly between his cheeks. "….don't you wanna be in me?" Duo breathed.
Heero growled and grabbed Duo's hips, stilling the boy's movements before he gave into the braided boy's actions."Yes I do.And I plan to next time. But tonight, I need to feel you inside."
It took a moment to process, but Heero's mentioning of a 'next time' didn't escape him.It brought a true smile to his face and anticipation made his insides flutter.He knew what it felt like to have sex.But he had never taken another man and had always been curious."You sure?"He had to ask one last time, but couldn't quite keep the longing from his voice.
Heero cupped his face with both hands."Very."
Duo released a shaky breath, the nervous tension returning.As badly as he wanted to do this, Duo also wanted to do it right; make the other boy feel nothing but pleasure. And while he may have never been top in the past, he had plenty of experience on what felt good and what didn't for the one receiving. He lowered himself over Heero, capturing the Wing pilot's lips in a tender kiss.Tongues played with each other, teasing and petting, exploring teeth and the contour of the roofs of both mouths.He broke the kiss with the Japanese youth, trailing saliva down Heero's chin as Duo nibbled his way lower and lower, until he once again reached the other boy's tormented length. Running his tongue from base to tip, he sucked on Heero's cock like a lollipop, swirling his tongue around the head and drawing groans from the boy. All the while, his fingers were busy spreading the lotion and teasing Heero's opening, feeling the puckered entrance quiver in anticipation.Skillful fingers pushed in slow and deep, the digits curving and moving about until he found what he was searching for.As he pressed against that secret spot, he almost lost his hold on the hardened flesh in his mouth as Heero arched violently from the bed.
"Unnn..Kuso.." Heero cried as a shock of pleasure surged through him."M-More."
Duo grinned and obliged, pressing the fleshy mound again and sending another spike of pleasure to the other pilot, the emotions rolling through Heero’s eyes and the pleasured groans of his lover only heightening the experience.He sucked in earnest, head bobbing up and down rapidly.Heero could feel himself approaching the edge and attempted to pull the other away. "Duo..I'm gonna…Du…"It was the only warning he was able to give the boy as his balls tightened and cock spasmed in the moist warmth of Duo's mouth. Duo drank him down like a man dying of thirst until Heero's member was spent; finally releasing the softening member and licking it clean, savoring the bitter taste that was uniquely Heero.The Japanese boy laid panting, eyes glazed over in sated bliss as he blinked towards the ceiling. Once he felt he could move again, he reached down and pulled Duo to him, kissing the boy with all the passion he felt, tasting himself on the other pilot's tongue.Heero's fingers threaded into the chestnut locks and fisted Duo's hair, holding the other's head in place as Heero ravaged that sweet mouth.When the kiss broke, Duo's eyes were closed and he was breathless. Heero grinned up at him, waiting for those eyes to open.When they did, his smile broadened causing violet eyes to widen in wonder at the sight."That was amazing, Duo. Now...Your turn." Heero pushed him back and began to turn on his stomach when he felt a hand press his shoulder back.
"Whatcha doing?" Duo asked, confused for a moment in his lust-filled haze.
Bemused, Heero blinked at him for a moment."Turning over."
Frowning, Duo held the other boy in place."Is that the way you want me to take you?" Heero liked control, but was willing to give it up to Duo in this moment. It was a precious gift that took the braided pilot's breath away and brought wetness to his eyes.But, Duo didn't want to completely strip away what the Japanese youth held so dear.
Heero's brows puckered. "I….my legs are pretty heavy for you to have to hold up."
"That’s not what I asked, babe." Violet orbs softened as he watched a myriad of emotions play out over the other boy's face."Is that how you want this?"Duo knew what he himself preferred, but wanted the choice to be Heero's.
All of his life, Heero wondered if there might be someone out there who understood him, who might be a balm on the wounds of his tortured soul.It seemed as if he had lived for too many years in the rigid borders of his training, each new mission and each new struggle wearing away his fragile grip on humanity. This braided boy in front of him, so young in appearance, so aged in thought, understood him more than any one ever had before. Maybe it was the prior experiences on the streets of L2, or maybe it was some innate ability.Whatever it was, Heero's eyes never saw it more clearly than right in this moment.Reaching up to the boy, Heero ran his fingers gently over the aristocratic brow, sliding down to the tip of that pert button nose to skim lightly over plump, luscious lips; back up to cup and stroke high cheekbones with his thumbs before settling onto both sides of that slender neck. "I just want to feel you any way I can."
The sound rumbled from the Wing pilot's chest, sending a shiver through Duo's body. He felt the other boy's cock twitch in renewed interest against his stomach and moved his hand to stroke along Heero's member as he lost himself in those beautiful blue eyes. "Then I wanna see your face when I make love to you, Heero."He whispered huskily, watching in awe at the depth of emotion displayed in those cobalt eyes.
Heero laid back and spread his legs in invitation, pleased as he watched the braided boy position himself between. For his part, Duo gathered the pillows on the bed, maneuvering them in place under Heero's hips, raising the lower half of the boy's body into a more comfortable, accessible position.Despite Heero’s initial protest, Duo placed those muscular legs over his shoulders and placed the tip of his erection at the other boy's entrance, teasing the rim with tiny circular movements of the hypersensitive head. "Ready?" He breathed out with barely contained lust.At the nod from the other, Duo slowly pushed into that tight, welcoming heat. Inch by glorious inch disappeared as Heero gasped at the incredible fullness.Time seemed to stand still with the strain and effort, but Duo was determined to enter as slowly as possible, giving Heero time to adjust.When his member was finally seated to the root, Duo's breathing became labored as he held that position.It was amazing, this feeling; impossibly tight and an unfathomable joy he had never experienced in his whole sordid life.
Heero groaned at the burn, pleasure and pain mixing together, his own breath growing shallow. Sweat broke out on their bodies as they remained motionless and joined, until finally Heero needed the boy to move.The command from the pilot beneath him sent a tingle of excitement to his body and Duo began a slow, torturous rhythm designed to bring them both to the edge again and again without falling over. The pillows gave the perfect angle so that thrust after thrust hit that spot inside sending explosions of pure bliss to Heero's already overloaded senses. "Harder, faster" he growled, lust and need fuelling his throaty moans.
It was an order that Duo couldn't refuse as he began to drive into his lover, the cords in his neck straining as flesh slapped against flesh, filling the room with an intensely erotic sound to accompany the moans and groans of the two boys in the heat of passion.Sweat poured from their bodies in rivulets, pooling in the sheets below as they moved. Heero's head thrashed from side to side as his neglected shaft turned an angry red, steadily weeping its desire."Touch yourself, Heero. Lemme see you come." Duo gasped out, pounding erratically as he approached his own climax.
One deadly hand wrapped itself around that proud piece of flesh and stroked in time to Duo's thrusts. Duo brought is own hand around the leg he was holding and covered Heero's hand, helping the other pilot pleasure himself.A few more strokes and Heero's back arched, his head thrown back in ecstasy as he released his essence over them both, white hot ribbons streaming out continuously to stripe his own chest. Seeing and feeling the other pilot in the throes of passion, feeling his lover clench tightly around him, was too much for Duo and he lost his own battle, tensing and filling the boy beneath him with fiery liquid, claiming Heero in the most primal way. He shoved his cock in as deep as possible; his hips flush with Heero's ass, wishing he could meld completely inside the other boy and join their souls for all time.
When the last of his seed was released, Duo fell forward onto Heero; his face buried in the other teen's neck as he sobbed in gratitude at what this powerful, beautiful boy had given to him. Immediately, two strong arms folded around the braided youth, holding the trembling body tight and riding out the storm of emotions.After such mind-blowing sex, there was only confusion when he heard the boy sobbing. Heero was fairly sure the L2 survivor was no virgin.And it took a minute for the stoic pilot to understand what caused the loss of control in that normally happy-go-lucky façade.But, he said nothing, realizing what the boy needed as much as Duo had read Heero's own needs.Petting the sweat-soaked braid and pushing the plastered hair away from Duo's neck, Heero kissed his temple and let the boy come down on his own.Eventually, both pilots cleaned up their dried essence and settled, the cooling sweat on their skin bringing a slight chill to their bodies. Heero pulled the sheet over them as Duo pillowed his head on Heero's chest, arms wrapping around the Japanese boy as if he might disappear. And they both drifted into the first peaceful slumber either had experienced in a long, long time.
fin
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BUT...I have a reason. Basically, I stole this scene from a chapter in one of my other stories from another fandom. I only changed the names to Heero & Duo, and tweaked a couple of spots (changing the initial bit to a failed mission and such). I think it's ok to plagiarize myself when I give myself permission to, don't you think? If you do, by chance, read in the other fandom I write and have read the story to which the chapter originally belongs, my apologies if it offends to see it here as well. I know it's cheating to the extreme, but there wasn't enough time for me to write something fresh from the initial call to post SMUT this weekend on the 1x2ml. Plus, I'm really proud of this chapter (both the original form and this slightly modified GW version). *sheepish grin*
Irregardless, I hope you enjoy *bites nails*
Author: Jukebox
Pairing: 2x1
Feedback: Always appreciated
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimers: Doing this only for therapeutic value. Not making any money off it. All the familiar characters in this fic belong to other people/companies. I'm broke, so sueing me would be like trying to squeeze blood from a turnip.
Notes: Some of the characters in this fic may seem OOC. Not beta'd so all screw ups are mine.
Summary: Duo and Heero finally come to understand one another.
The mission had been a complete disaster.Heero had broken protocol and come to rescue him.It was something that both warmed Duo’s heart and filled him with dismay. He knew they had been dancing around each other for a while, but whatever was going on between them was something neither was willing to address.And tonight was the final result of weeks of tension. Heero was furious and waited only moments after the door of the safe house closed behind them before he unleashed that fury on Duo, blaming the failure of the mission on the boy’s incompetence.But Shinigami was not one to back down from a fight, turning the blame right back into the Japanese pilot’s court.When Heero pushed him against the wall, Duo shoved with all his strength at the perfect soldier, causing the Japanese pilot to fall backwards onto the floor and stare up at the braided pilot with a lock of surprise and some other emotion that Duo couldn’t quite grasp – an emotion that nevertheless caused Duo’s stomach to clench in fear.
“Face it, Yuy.We both fucked up.So I’m not perfect like you, but you’re just as much to blame in this mess.” Duo hissed as he turned on his heels and started for the hallway.
But before Duo took more than two steps, a solid wall of muscle barreled into him from behind, sending both bodies sliding across the floor some distance before Heero yanked the braided pilot onto his back.The breath was knocked out of Duo as he stared up into deep blue eyes. Heero snarled; one hand clasped around the slender neck of his team mate while the other extended and fisted, preparing to come down on the Deathscythe pilot with deadly force. Blood oozed slowly from one of Duo’s nostrils, a result of hitting the floor, but neither man noticed.Both were panting heavy.Passion and anger warred for dominance in those azure eyes above him for a moment as Heero laid his full weight on top of Duo, until suddenly the stoic boy’s infamous blank mask fell into place.For a moment, Duo wasn’t even sure if he had really seen those emotions in the ocean colored orbs hovering inches above his own.The struggle for breath was nothing as control slowly returned to the braided pilot. The dark haired teen was still above him snarling as Duo suddenly realized why he had momentarily seen the other boy’s emotions. Underneath the outer shell of the perfect soldier were the vaguest traces of a multitude of emotions swirling in chaos, as if they were trapped deep within.With a clarity born of experience, Duo understood that Heero’s training was barely in control, holding back a maelstrom. Once his breath evened out, Duo closed his eyes to avoid any hint of challenge and cautiously raised his chin, baring his throat in submission and acceptance to whatever punishment the other pilot felt necessary.
It was a universal sign that Heero’s soul understood.His dilated pupils returned to normal, the nearly complete black tinge of his eyes fading to blue as his own breath slowed. Heero stared at the boy under him for a few minutes, frowning in surprise as he unconsciously accepted the body language on display.Most wouldn’t understand, wouldn’t be aware of this open show of natural surrender.
He unfisted his hand, removing the other from its vice-like grip on Duo’s neck, and hissed as he violently shoved away from the braided pilot, retreating to one of the empty bedrooms. Duo could almost feel the hurt pouring off of the Japanese pilot as he opened his eyes to stare blindly at the ceiling. “Shit” he sighed softly.
It took him a while to reach Heero's room once he picked himself up from the floor, having moved purposefully slow in his steps.He told himself it was togive the other boy time to collect himself, but in his heart he knew it was he who was apprehensive. There were no expectations of admittance to the room, so knocking tentatively on the door he only waited a moment before he let himself in.Heero stood ramrod straight at the window, his back to the door and his arms crossed over his chest - closed off to anything and everyone.Quietly Duo closed the door,leaning against the wood to study the boy."Hey Heero." ventured gently, not really expecting a response.
The Japanese pilot didn't acknowledge the L2 colony brat, continuing his stoic vigil on the darkness outside the window. He was in no mood to talk with anyone and willed the handsome youth to leave his room before he did something they might both regret - for the second time today.
Scratching the side of his head, Duo searched for the best words to express his thoughts and explain both of their actions. "Eh…that was….I mean, in the hallway earlier…that.." he stopped and took a breath.
"You think I made a mistake on the mission."It wasn't a question.
Duo stared at the other boy’s back and pursed his lips.Lying wasn’t in his nature, though hiding from situations like this was. A voice inside his head was screaming at him to run."Yes."
"That's how come you think I…" Heero paused, then turned to face Duo with hardened eyes, the frustration evident on his face."You think my training’s flawed, that I’m not fit to pilot."
Duo cocked his head to one side."Well, no.That’s not true. Our abilities to pilot are part of us, like hair color.So, to say you can’t pilot just because you made one mistake would be like saying you’re not human.Just ain't so."
There was silence as Heero simply frowned at the boy before turning back to the window.It was a dismissal, but Duo refused to take the hint. Duo studied the stoic youth before him, eyes drawing a line up, down, and around the deceptively powerful figure.But, the thoughts behind the appraising gaze had nothing to do with lust, and everything to do with a desire to figure the boy out; to get inside the wall he had built around himself. there was anyone in this whole war that could understand walling off a heart to protect it, it was Duo. Only in the last few weeks, with the amount of time he had spent in the other pilot's company, had his own wall begun to crumble, shaken into powdered dust by the stirring of what he thought were long-dead feelings for another soul. That soul stood before him now and it terrified him beyond measure. The thought of allowing another into his heart....he almost shook his head at the half complete thought. No good could come of it - a fact proven time and time again in his short lived existence.Anyone he had ever loved either left him, made him leave, or died because of him and the depressing situation of constantly fighting and being hunted that he now found himself in wasn't a great omen for future happiness. Somewhere along the way, somehow, his feelings for the other boy had deepened beyond what he thought he was capable of. To see Heero close himself off was like a physical blow to the braided pilot and a challenge of the greatest magnitude. if there was one thing Shinigami relished, it was a challenge.There was something here of great importance, something just out of reach that Duo needed to understand.It was a large piece of the puzzle that was Heero. As much as he wanted to call on his vast experience with men to guide him in his dealings with Heero, Duo knew it wasn't quite the same.It was like the difference between night and day.
"You're afraid of losing control." Duo stated to the stiff-backed pilot, noting the tightening of the other man's hands into fists.Heero didn't answer, but that was not unexpected.So Duo did what he always did in an uncomfortable setting . . . he babbled."Ya know, it ain't such a bad thing, losing control."
Heero snorted angrily."The fuck do you know?"
"I’ve been trained too."
"That doesn't mean shit.Just because you’ve been trained to fight, doesn't mean you know anything about what it's like to be expected to be the perfect soldier." Heero interrupted, irritated that the braided fool wouldn't just leave him the hell alone.
Duo scratched the back of his neck, the sound like sandpaper as his nails scrapped across the smaller hairs at the nape."Well, no.Can't say that I do. How about you just explain it to me."
Heero remained stoic but the Japanese boy's ghostly image in the window glass reflected the internal struggle which showed clearly on his face as he sought to put his feelings into words.As much as Duo wanted to reach out and tell the other boy that he understood, he needed to hear the words that Heero might say. "It feels…" Heero started and then paused, one hand coming up to lean against the cool pane as he rested his head against his forearm.It was the night of a new moon, no ivory light filled the sky. And with the thick, ominous clouds crowding the skies, all the stars were blocked from sight, leaving only black emptiness that mirrored the hole Heero felt in his soul. Heero chuckled, a bitter sound devoid of any humor."Hell, I don't even know what it feels like.When I'm totally....in that place, it's like something else takes over, and the me that is me is gone.You know, I can't even remember any of it usually.I just...go away, get buried deep inside my own mind, and then I eventually come back to...whatever the hell my other side did while I was sleeping."
Duo was silent for a moment as he thought about that."Sometimes I do that.Just go away to my own special place inside my head.Only, I’m not lucky enough to be oblivious about the reasons why. Wish I could…"
"No you don't, baka.It’s not something to want, trust me.To be locked inside yourself, when the killing machine that is your body goes on a mission - what's to desire about that?I fucking hate it."Heero spat, a sneer visible in the pane's reflection.
"Hmm..you like control.Like I said, it’s not a bad thing to lose it every once in a while, you know.Better than letting it eat you alive inside. It won’t take away from your abilities to be the best fighter you can be. Not all of us are lucky enough to have perfect…."
Heero whirled around to face him, his hands clenching into fist."I'm NOT perfect!" he cried, his face and voice full of anguish. He stared at Duo, but it was obvious to the braided boy that Heero was seeing something or someone else; pleading with a memory of some kind.
Duo gasped at the pain he could see in those cobalt depths, and his body moved before he had time to process his thoughts. In two strides he reached the other pilot and grabbed him by both arms to shake him to attention."No!You're not perfect.You're a flesh and blood human just like me, just like any of us. The difference is you have a unique gift that makes you special, desirable.Your strong, Heero.Strong and beautiful."And without hesitation, Duo swooped in and captured Heero's lips as if it were the most natural thing in the world.After a moment's hesitation, Heero grasped the other boy and pulled him in tight, clutching at him like some sort of lifeline as their tongues danced. Nimble fingers slid through thick chocolate locks, as Duo pulled the Japanese boy into him, a small whimper escaping his throat as the possessive kiss deepened. The Wing pilot reached down and grabbed Duo, hoisting him up and walking towards the bed, flinging them both down on top, yet never once breaking the kiss.Clothes were a hindrance, and the young L2 thief managed to deftly finger the buttons to release their locking hold on material, shirts sliding off without notice as lips and tongue quested over skin.
Heero paused on top of the braided pilot and stared at the pale skin peppered with light dustings of chestnut hair that thickened into a trail leading past the waistband of his jeans. Strong calloused hands ran up the sides of the Deathscythe pilot, crossing over breast bone and down the mid-line of the chest, outlining the shape of his ribcage. The Japanese boy was fascinated with the texture of skin over bone, touch of another’s body being something he had never truly experienced. The sensuous and erotic feelings that flowed though the tips of his fingers sent shivers down his spine. He traced the contour of the boy's upper body like a topographer mapping the surface features of a geographic region.He lingered longest over scars of varying lengths and complexities, not voicing any questions as he caressed the puckered skin. Duo squirmed under his touch, embarrassed at his less than perfect dermis."No, don't.They're ugly."
Pausing, Heero glanced up into amethyst orbs that glittered in the dark."I don't think they're ugly.Each one of these scars is beautiful.They mean that you survived and they're part of you."
Duo snorted."That’s easy for you to say.Your skin is almost flawless."
Even in the dimly lit room, Duo could see the serious glint in the stoic pilot’s eyes."I may have perfect skin, but it doesn't mean there aren't scars.It's just that mine are on the inside."He looked back at a couple of larger ones that seemed to be surgical in origin and kissed the angry mounds reverently.
The weight of those words was heavy in Duo's mind.Heero thought his scars were beautiful.Never before had anyone paid this kind of attention to his body, his needs. It made him dizzy with desire; his breathing increasing to rapid pants as the heat in his body rose.Overwhelmed with depths of feelings he had never felt for another sexual partner, he felt a need so great it almost seemed as if he would burst.Suddenly, things were clear in his mind, he wanted this boy as he had never wanted another before. Surging upwards, he caught Heero by surprise, lending him the strength he needed to flip the other pilot onto his back. With an unexpected urgency, he fumbled first at his pants and then at Heero's, desperate to have them both naked.
Once he had managed to remove both pairs, Duo sat back to look down on the other boy in all his glory, devouring the masterpiece before him like a starving artist. He leaned down to latch onto a nipple, sucking and stroking his tongue over the little nub until it hardened.Releasing his hold on the tortured piece of flesh, he blew gently across the saliva soaked skin, sending a pleasant tickling sensation straight to Heero's groin.The Wing pilot groaned at the feel, fingers buried in the chestnut silk of the boy above him as his eyes closed in bliss. Not wanting to neglect the twin, thief like fingers ghosted over the other nipple, rubbing and twisting the nubbin between two fingers to bring it to full attention as well. Fingernails scrapped a line down Heero's chest in the wake of such a talented tongue.Duo moved lower and lower, dipping his tongue into the navel before him and earning another moan from the boy who was enjoying his ministrations. Heero resisted the urge to push Duo's head further down - he didn't want to hurt Duo - so he moved his hands to the covers below, clutching the sheets in anticipation.
Duo moved lower, temporarily ignoring the straining erection that bobbed before his nose as he took a moment to inhale the rich scent of his new lover. It was a heady scent, strong and masculine, that made Duo's mouth water.For all the times he had done this, never before had he actually looked forward to sucking another male's cock. Taking pity on the writhing boy below him, Duo engulfed Heero completely to the root, causing the Japanese youth to arch off the bed with a cry in delighted surprise. Hollowing both cheeks, Duo pulled on the shaft as he slid up to the head, swirling his tongue around the mushroom top and capturing the pearling liquid at the slit.The slightly bitter taste was erotic to Duo and he licked his lips to keep any from escaping.His tongue darted out to slide along the large vein on the underside of Heero's shaft, feeling the boy's racing heartbeat pulse through the flesh. Further down his tongue moved until he reached the twin sacs, gathering one in his mouth to suckle on it like candy, enjoying the flavor and texture of the tightened skin. Teeth scrapped gently over the sensitive flesh as Duo released first one and then the other ball, moving his attention to the area behind.He smiled at the rumbling sounds of pleasure that radiated through Heero's chest.
Heero was a mess of nerves, moaning and sighing at the sensations the boy was bringing him.He had not been with anyone since his training, when Dr J demanded he learn the art of seducing the enemy to obtain information and the horrors of rape the enemy might use for the same purpose.He knew he wouldn't hold out much longer with what the braided pilot was doing to him. He reached down and gently tugged on Duo's hair, silently begging him for mercy.Duo took the cue and kissed his way back up Heero's body. He was enjoying the sounds the normally detached pilot was making, but knew it was time to take things to the next level.
“Don’t move. ’ll be back in a sec.” Duo took a moment to suckle on Heero’s collar bone so the Japanese pilot wouldn’t mistake this momentary pause as rejection.
Ocean colored orbs filled with need stared unwavering at the door as Duo disappeared to retrieve the lotion from his bag in the hall.When Duo returned and straddled Heero’s waist, he kissed his way up the supple bronze body as he started the preparations he needed to receive the Japanese pilot.Halfway up Heero's neck, Duo froze mid-lick when he heard the unexpected words from the other boy."I want to feel you inside me."
Duo pushed back and blinked at Heero, certain he had completely misunderstood."What?"
Heero kept that violet gaze."I want to feel you inside me.I want you.Please." He needed to feel the boy above him, to take away the emptiness inside. He was not an emotionless machine programmed only to complete a mission.He was human, with wants and needs like any other; as capable and willing to give as much as he received.
The braided pilot just stared, his erection beginning to wane as a knot of nervous tension took root in his stomach.The boy who Duo knew desired control above all else was asking him to do the taking? It made no sense; made the universe seem off center.It wasn't the way things worked in Duo's world - at least up to now.Heero misread the boy's hesitation."Unless you didn't want to go that far?" Which seemed incredulous to Heero when they were both lying naked, skin to skin in varying stages of arousal.
The question seemed to bring Duo out of his musings."What? I want this.It’s just…" he sat back on his haunches, straddling the other pilot's hips.Heero's erection fit nicely into the crack of his ass and Duo couldn't help undulating slightly, allowing the other pilot's length to move up and down enticingly between his cheeks. "….don't you wanna be in me?" Duo breathed.
Heero growled and grabbed Duo's hips, stilling the boy's movements before he gave into the braided boy's actions."Yes I do.And I plan to next time. But tonight, I need to feel you inside."
It took a moment to process, but Heero's mentioning of a 'next time' didn't escape him.It brought a true smile to his face and anticipation made his insides flutter.He knew what it felt like to have sex.But he had never taken another man and had always been curious."You sure?"He had to ask one last time, but couldn't quite keep the longing from his voice.
Heero cupped his face with both hands."Very."
Duo released a shaky breath, the nervous tension returning.As badly as he wanted to do this, Duo also wanted to do it right; make the other boy feel nothing but pleasure. And while he may have never been top in the past, he had plenty of experience on what felt good and what didn't for the one receiving. He lowered himself over Heero, capturing the Wing pilot's lips in a tender kiss.Tongues played with each other, teasing and petting, exploring teeth and the contour of the roofs of both mouths.He broke the kiss with the Japanese youth, trailing saliva down Heero's chin as Duo nibbled his way lower and lower, until he once again reached the other boy's tormented length. Running his tongue from base to tip, he sucked on Heero's cock like a lollipop, swirling his tongue around the head and drawing groans from the boy. All the while, his fingers were busy spreading the lotion and teasing Heero's opening, feeling the puckered entrance quiver in anticipation.Skillful fingers pushed in slow and deep, the digits curving and moving about until he found what he was searching for.As he pressed against that secret spot, he almost lost his hold on the hardened flesh in his mouth as Heero arched violently from the bed.
"Unnn..Kuso.." Heero cried as a shock of pleasure surged through him."M-More."
Duo grinned and obliged, pressing the fleshy mound again and sending another spike of pleasure to the other pilot, the emotions rolling through Heero’s eyes and the pleasured groans of his lover only heightening the experience.He sucked in earnest, head bobbing up and down rapidly.Heero could feel himself approaching the edge and attempted to pull the other away. "Duo..I'm gonna…Du…"It was the only warning he was able to give the boy as his balls tightened and cock spasmed in the moist warmth of Duo's mouth. Duo drank him down like a man dying of thirst until Heero's member was spent; finally releasing the softening member and licking it clean, savoring the bitter taste that was uniquely Heero.The Japanese boy laid panting, eyes glazed over in sated bliss as he blinked towards the ceiling. Once he felt he could move again, he reached down and pulled Duo to him, kissing the boy with all the passion he felt, tasting himself on the other pilot's tongue.Heero's fingers threaded into the chestnut locks and fisted Duo's hair, holding the other's head in place as Heero ravaged that sweet mouth.When the kiss broke, Duo's eyes were closed and he was breathless. Heero grinned up at him, waiting for those eyes to open.When they did, his smile broadened causing violet eyes to widen in wonder at the sight."That was amazing, Duo. Now...Your turn." Heero pushed him back and began to turn on his stomach when he felt a hand press his shoulder back.
"Whatcha doing?" Duo asked, confused for a moment in his lust-filled haze.
Bemused, Heero blinked at him for a moment."Turning over."
Frowning, Duo held the other boy in place."Is that the way you want me to take you?" Heero liked control, but was willing to give it up to Duo in this moment. It was a precious gift that took the braided pilot's breath away and brought wetness to his eyes.But, Duo didn't want to completely strip away what the Japanese youth held so dear.
Heero's brows puckered. "I….my legs are pretty heavy for you to have to hold up."
"That’s not what I asked, babe." Violet orbs softened as he watched a myriad of emotions play out over the other boy's face."Is that how you want this?"Duo knew what he himself preferred, but wanted the choice to be Heero's.
All of his life, Heero wondered if there might be someone out there who understood him, who might be a balm on the wounds of his tortured soul.It seemed as if he had lived for too many years in the rigid borders of his training, each new mission and each new struggle wearing away his fragile grip on humanity. This braided boy in front of him, so young in appearance, so aged in thought, understood him more than any one ever had before. Maybe it was the prior experiences on the streets of L2, or maybe it was some innate ability.Whatever it was, Heero's eyes never saw it more clearly than right in this moment.Reaching up to the boy, Heero ran his fingers gently over the aristocratic brow, sliding down to the tip of that pert button nose to skim lightly over plump, luscious lips; back up to cup and stroke high cheekbones with his thumbs before settling onto both sides of that slender neck. "I just want to feel you any way I can."
The sound rumbled from the Wing pilot's chest, sending a shiver through Duo's body. He felt the other boy's cock twitch in renewed interest against his stomach and moved his hand to stroke along Heero's member as he lost himself in those beautiful blue eyes. "Then I wanna see your face when I make love to you, Heero."He whispered huskily, watching in awe at the depth of emotion displayed in those cobalt eyes.
Heero laid back and spread his legs in invitation, pleased as he watched the braided boy position himself between. For his part, Duo gathered the pillows on the bed, maneuvering them in place under Heero's hips, raising the lower half of the boy's body into a more comfortable, accessible position.Despite Heero’s initial protest, Duo placed those muscular legs over his shoulders and placed the tip of his erection at the other boy's entrance, teasing the rim with tiny circular movements of the hypersensitive head. "Ready?" He breathed out with barely contained lust.At the nod from the other, Duo slowly pushed into that tight, welcoming heat. Inch by glorious inch disappeared as Heero gasped at the incredible fullness.Time seemed to stand still with the strain and effort, but Duo was determined to enter as slowly as possible, giving Heero time to adjust.When his member was finally seated to the root, Duo's breathing became labored as he held that position.It was amazing, this feeling; impossibly tight and an unfathomable joy he had never experienced in his whole sordid life.
Heero groaned at the burn, pleasure and pain mixing together, his own breath growing shallow. Sweat broke out on their bodies as they remained motionless and joined, until finally Heero needed the boy to move.The command from the pilot beneath him sent a tingle of excitement to his body and Duo began a slow, torturous rhythm designed to bring them both to the edge again and again without falling over. The pillows gave the perfect angle so that thrust after thrust hit that spot inside sending explosions of pure bliss to Heero's already overloaded senses. "Harder, faster" he growled, lust and need fuelling his throaty moans.
It was an order that Duo couldn't refuse as he began to drive into his lover, the cords in his neck straining as flesh slapped against flesh, filling the room with an intensely erotic sound to accompany the moans and groans of the two boys in the heat of passion.Sweat poured from their bodies in rivulets, pooling in the sheets below as they moved. Heero's head thrashed from side to side as his neglected shaft turned an angry red, steadily weeping its desire."Touch yourself, Heero. Lemme see you come." Duo gasped out, pounding erratically as he approached his own climax.
One deadly hand wrapped itself around that proud piece of flesh and stroked in time to Duo's thrusts. Duo brought is own hand around the leg he was holding and covered Heero's hand, helping the other pilot pleasure himself.A few more strokes and Heero's back arched, his head thrown back in ecstasy as he released his essence over them both, white hot ribbons streaming out continuously to stripe his own chest. Seeing and feeling the other pilot in the throes of passion, feeling his lover clench tightly around him, was too much for Duo and he lost his own battle, tensing and filling the boy beneath him with fiery liquid, claiming Heero in the most primal way. He shoved his cock in as deep as possible; his hips flush with Heero's ass, wishing he could meld completely inside the other boy and join their souls for all time.
When the last of his seed was released, Duo fell forward onto Heero; his face buried in the other teen's neck as he sobbed in gratitude at what this powerful, beautiful boy had given to him. Immediately, two strong arms folded around the braided youth, holding the trembling body tight and riding out the storm of emotions.After such mind-blowing sex, there was only confusion when he heard the boy sobbing. Heero was fairly sure the L2 survivor was no virgin.And it took a minute for the stoic pilot to understand what caused the loss of control in that normally happy-go-lucky façade.But, he said nothing, realizing what the boy needed as much as Duo had read Heero's own needs.Petting the sweat-soaked braid and pushing the plastered hair away from Duo's neck, Heero kissed his temple and let the boy come down on his own.Eventually, both pilots cleaned up their dried essence and settled, the cooling sweat on their skin bringing a slight chill to their bodies. Heero pulled the sheet over them as Duo pillowed his head on Heero's chest, arms wrapping around the Japanese boy as if he might disappear. And they both drifted into the first peaceful slumber either had experienced in a long, long time.
fin
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