Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Duplicity ❯ Prologue
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Vinyl-Koneko 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Sci-fi / Fantasy / Cyberpunk / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.28.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 293 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Supernatural / Sci-fi / Fantasy / Cyberpunk / Adventure / Action | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 11.28.2002 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.8K | Visits: 293 | Status: Completed
+Title: Duplicity - Part 1
+Author: Vinyl Koneko (Emily), roguegirl@att.net
+Rating: R
+Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5xM, 13x11, 6x9
+Warnings: AU, yaoi, cyberpunk, citrus-y goodness
+Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing at all. If you do own it, please don't sue because I'm not even in college yet and already I'm poor.
+Notes: *Emphasis*, [flashback], // lyrics //. This fic is the sequel to my story "Digital Bath", so definitely read that before jumping into this one. This part starts off immediately in the end of the prequel's epilogue. Even though the previous story was called "Digital Bath", the song by The Deftones is actually used in this part. ^_^ And just to let you know, this is probably the most bizarre citrus-y scene you'll have ever read. I kept leaving and coming back to add pieces, so it might be jumbled and such, but I don't care. I suck at writing these.
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Hilde and Relena left silently, smiling at us the whole time. Heero's attention was drawn back to me. "Step out so I can see you." I hesitated but moved forward into the room. I could feel myself start to blush under his scrutiny. "Duo..." I smiled at him, a wave of relief and joy washing over me. "How do I know this is really happening?"
I kept walking closer until we stood a mere arm's length away from each other. "Well, they say that seeing is believing." I started to unbutton my shirt, slowly exposing the actual flesh hidden beneath. "But if you're still a little skeptical..." I turned, showing Heero my back as I lowered the shirt to my midsection. I had looked earlier. I knew he was seeing what I wanted him to see. The complete lack of the barcode.
He reached out tentatively, brushing his fingers over my shoulder blade. "Remind me," Heero breathed, moving closer to embrace me from behind. "Remind me to find a way to thank the girls sometime in the near future."
// You move like I want to.
To see like your eyes do. //
I turned in his embrace; Heero grabbed my hands in my own, stepping back a little to take me all in once again. I looked exactly the same as I did before, but now I was made out of blood, flesh, and bone, not binary script and pixels. I felt different, too; I actually felt human. Heero grabbed my hair, slowly unraveling it until the length of it was cascading down my back, free from the confining braid. My eyes were focused on Heero; I hope he was feeling what I felt: unadulterated love, not sorrow or fear.
He smiled, most likely convinced that I wasn't a figment of his imagination. "It looks like you're going to have to watch me grow old after all."
"Yeah, well it looks like I'm going with you, lover," I winked at him. He was caught off guard when I threw myself in the air at his arms, forcing him to catch me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, grasping at the sides of Heero's face to bring his gaze up to my own. "Love you."
// We are downstairs where no one
can see new life breakaway. //
"I love you, too." I bent down, capturing my mouth in his own. I felt truly happy; it was easy for me to pretend before because of my acceptance of my fate. I hadn't cared if I were to die before because I didn't have Heero, but now I couldn't begin to imagine how I once thought the way I did. Heero moved over to the bed, lowering us down to the mattress without breaking the kiss. I could feel the corners of his mouth quirk up into a smile, and I couldn't help but want to know why.
I broke, panting. "What are you smiling about?"
"Nothing," I could tell he was lying, but I stopped caring when I saw him lowering his head to my body, planting kisses on every bit of my skin.
// Tonight I feel like more.
Tonight I... //
I couldn't help but moan at the contact. I had felt the sensations before, the first time we joined together in our frantic desire to explore each other. With this flesh and blood body, though, the feelings were multiplied a hundred times over. I understood the hunger in Heero's eyes. I had never felt anything such as this before. I wanted to commit every second of it to memory.
I let out a strangled cry, causing Heero to look up from his ministrations. The intensity in his eyes caused a shiver to run down my spine, exciting me all over again. "What do you want?" he asked, voice deep and raw.
I couldn't help but sense a bit of déjà vu with his words. It was like we were playing the same games over and over again. "You," I smiled, hoping that it was enough of an answer. Thoughts were flying so quickly through my head that is was a wonder I could form coherent words at all. "I only want you."
// You make the water warm.
You taste foreign. //
Heero stood agonizingly slowly, crossing his room to the nightstand where he pulled a tube out of the top drawer. I understood the action instantly. I knew the mechanics of sex between two males, but I had never actually experienced it beyond my previous encounter with Heero. I think he just brought out the creature of need that hid within me, clawing at the bars to be let out.
"Do you trust me?" Heero asked, and I only half-registered the question. I was too busy noticing how he was way overdressed. I nodded frantically when I realized he actually expected a response. He walked back to the bed, and once Heero returned to within arms' reach, I took over the task of relinquishing Heero of his clothes. I pressed my mouth against his, tasting him like it was the only reason I was still alive. The scary thing is, though, Heero was just that.
"I trust you," I jabbered as we parted to breathe. "I'd do anything for you."
// And I know you can see the cord breakaway
'cause tonight I feel like more. //
"If you don't want to-"
"No! I do! Please, Heero, I need you so badly..." If he denied me the contact I needed any longer I think I would have imploded. I'm not sure why, but I became emotional all of a sudden, almost on the verge of tears.
I felt Heero's hands cupping the side of my face. God, he's so beautiful! "I love you, Duo. I could never deny you anything." We were lying back on the mattress, his torso pressed flat against mine as he worked on removing our remaining clothing. The chill of the cool air brushing over my freed erection drew a gasp from my lips which Heero bent forward to capture with his own.
// Tonight I feel like more.
I feel like more tonight. //
I never thought I would be able to make love with anybody in the span of my lifetime. I would have blamed the entire circumstance on my entirely evil subconscious if it weren't for the fact that when I was still a program I didn't *have* a subconscious. Dreams were just the extra programming information that I picked up during the day being fragmented and stored elsewhere. At least that's what the doctors told me.
Strong hands on my manhood drew me out of my reverie, jolting me back to the present. My body lurched forward, seeking the heat that the tunnel of Heero's hand provided, but no matter what I did, it didn't feel like enough.
Heero moved his hand away, and my own shot out to catch his wrist, trying to keep it in place in a search for release, but he pulled out of my grip, and amused glint deep in his eyes.
// You breathed then you stopped.
I breathed then dried you off. //
"Heero..." I groaned, well aware of the pleading inflection in my voice. I watched suddenly enraptured as he uncapped the tube, lubricating his fingers with the cool gel. I breathed in sharply as I felt his fingers prodding, teasing at my entrance. I could feel them slip inside, brushing against my inner walls in an effort to relax me, to prepare me for what was to come. I knew I needed to relax if I didn't want to be in a great deal of pain. I exhaled slowly, smiling down at Heero through heavy eyes.
"You ready?" He asked, and I nodded quickly in response. I had never been more ready in my life. I watched as Heero lubricated his own erection before moving himself back over me. Heero made this entirely erotic sound that heightened my arousal even more. He began to move inside me, hitting my prostate and causing a jarring flash of pleasure, altering my perspective of the world to myself, Heero, and nothing else.
The small details became more apparent all of a sudden. The feel of the cool sheets clenched in my hands; Heero's ragged breathing and wordless whisperings in my ear. It dawned on me that even though Heero and I have had sexual encounter before that this was the first time we made love. It scared me on some level, the eternal bond that came with the motions, but it was a good kind of scary. A risk worth taking and fighting for. This was my second shot on life; I wasn't going to blow it.
// And tonight I feel, feel like more.
Tonight I feel like, I feel like more tonight. //
I owed Relena and Hilde at least that much.
"Heero..." I breathed as he hit my prostate once more, bringing his hand back to stroke my erection, bringing me to completion as I came, calling his name like a mantra over and over again. Heero came soon after, thrusting one final time as I felt his seed filling my insides. I titled my head up, pressing my lips against his forehead; his skin was salty with sweat.
"Thank you," I murmured, kissing him gently on the mouth. I knew right then that I'll always treasure the memory of the two of us lying in bed after we first made love, the sun setting outside and painting the room with its different hues. It wasn't long before we both fell asleep holding each other close.
// I feel like, like more.
I feel like more tonight. //
*~**~*
End Part 1
+Author: Vinyl Koneko (Emily), roguegirl@att.net
+Rating: R
+Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5xM, 13x11, 6x9
+Warnings: AU, yaoi, cyberpunk, citrus-y goodness
+Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing at all. If you do own it, please don't sue because I'm not even in college yet and already I'm poor.
+Notes: *Emphasis*, [flashback], // lyrics //. This fic is the sequel to my story "Digital Bath", so definitely read that before jumping into this one. This part starts off immediately in the end of the prequel's epilogue. Even though the previous story was called "Digital Bath", the song by The Deftones is actually used in this part. ^_^ And just to let you know, this is probably the most bizarre citrus-y scene you'll have ever read. I kept leaving and coming back to add pieces, so it might be jumbled and such, but I don't care. I suck at writing these.
*~**~*
Hilde and Relena left silently, smiling at us the whole time. Heero's attention was drawn back to me. "Step out so I can see you." I hesitated but moved forward into the room. I could feel myself start to blush under his scrutiny. "Duo..." I smiled at him, a wave of relief and joy washing over me. "How do I know this is really happening?"
I kept walking closer until we stood a mere arm's length away from each other. "Well, they say that seeing is believing." I started to unbutton my shirt, slowly exposing the actual flesh hidden beneath. "But if you're still a little skeptical..." I turned, showing Heero my back as I lowered the shirt to my midsection. I had looked earlier. I knew he was seeing what I wanted him to see. The complete lack of the barcode.
He reached out tentatively, brushing his fingers over my shoulder blade. "Remind me," Heero breathed, moving closer to embrace me from behind. "Remind me to find a way to thank the girls sometime in the near future."
// You move like I want to.
To see like your eyes do. //
I turned in his embrace; Heero grabbed my hands in my own, stepping back a little to take me all in once again. I looked exactly the same as I did before, but now I was made out of blood, flesh, and bone, not binary script and pixels. I felt different, too; I actually felt human. Heero grabbed my hair, slowly unraveling it until the length of it was cascading down my back, free from the confining braid. My eyes were focused on Heero; I hope he was feeling what I felt: unadulterated love, not sorrow or fear.
He smiled, most likely convinced that I wasn't a figment of his imagination. "It looks like you're going to have to watch me grow old after all."
"Yeah, well it looks like I'm going with you, lover," I winked at him. He was caught off guard when I threw myself in the air at his arms, forcing him to catch me. I wrapped my legs around his waist, grasping at the sides of Heero's face to bring his gaze up to my own. "Love you."
// We are downstairs where no one
can see new life breakaway. //
"I love you, too." I bent down, capturing my mouth in his own. I felt truly happy; it was easy for me to pretend before because of my acceptance of my fate. I hadn't cared if I were to die before because I didn't have Heero, but now I couldn't begin to imagine how I once thought the way I did. Heero moved over to the bed, lowering us down to the mattress without breaking the kiss. I could feel the corners of his mouth quirk up into a smile, and I couldn't help but want to know why.
I broke, panting. "What are you smiling about?"
"Nothing," I could tell he was lying, but I stopped caring when I saw him lowering his head to my body, planting kisses on every bit of my skin.
// Tonight I feel like more.
Tonight I... //
I couldn't help but moan at the contact. I had felt the sensations before, the first time we joined together in our frantic desire to explore each other. With this flesh and blood body, though, the feelings were multiplied a hundred times over. I understood the hunger in Heero's eyes. I had never felt anything such as this before. I wanted to commit every second of it to memory.
I let out a strangled cry, causing Heero to look up from his ministrations. The intensity in his eyes caused a shiver to run down my spine, exciting me all over again. "What do you want?" he asked, voice deep and raw.
I couldn't help but sense a bit of déjà vu with his words. It was like we were playing the same games over and over again. "You," I smiled, hoping that it was enough of an answer. Thoughts were flying so quickly through my head that is was a wonder I could form coherent words at all. "I only want you."
// You make the water warm.
You taste foreign. //
Heero stood agonizingly slowly, crossing his room to the nightstand where he pulled a tube out of the top drawer. I understood the action instantly. I knew the mechanics of sex between two males, but I had never actually experienced it beyond my previous encounter with Heero. I think he just brought out the creature of need that hid within me, clawing at the bars to be let out.
"Do you trust me?" Heero asked, and I only half-registered the question. I was too busy noticing how he was way overdressed. I nodded frantically when I realized he actually expected a response. He walked back to the bed, and once Heero returned to within arms' reach, I took over the task of relinquishing Heero of his clothes. I pressed my mouth against his, tasting him like it was the only reason I was still alive. The scary thing is, though, Heero was just that.
"I trust you," I jabbered as we parted to breathe. "I'd do anything for you."
// And I know you can see the cord breakaway
'cause tonight I feel like more. //
"If you don't want to-"
"No! I do! Please, Heero, I need you so badly..." If he denied me the contact I needed any longer I think I would have imploded. I'm not sure why, but I became emotional all of a sudden, almost on the verge of tears.
I felt Heero's hands cupping the side of my face. God, he's so beautiful! "I love you, Duo. I could never deny you anything." We were lying back on the mattress, his torso pressed flat against mine as he worked on removing our remaining clothing. The chill of the cool air brushing over my freed erection drew a gasp from my lips which Heero bent forward to capture with his own.
// Tonight I feel like more.
I feel like more tonight. //
I never thought I would be able to make love with anybody in the span of my lifetime. I would have blamed the entire circumstance on my entirely evil subconscious if it weren't for the fact that when I was still a program I didn't *have* a subconscious. Dreams were just the extra programming information that I picked up during the day being fragmented and stored elsewhere. At least that's what the doctors told me.
Strong hands on my manhood drew me out of my reverie, jolting me back to the present. My body lurched forward, seeking the heat that the tunnel of Heero's hand provided, but no matter what I did, it didn't feel like enough.
Heero moved his hand away, and my own shot out to catch his wrist, trying to keep it in place in a search for release, but he pulled out of my grip, and amused glint deep in his eyes.
// You breathed then you stopped.
I breathed then dried you off. //
"Heero..." I groaned, well aware of the pleading inflection in my voice. I watched suddenly enraptured as he uncapped the tube, lubricating his fingers with the cool gel. I breathed in sharply as I felt his fingers prodding, teasing at my entrance. I could feel them slip inside, brushing against my inner walls in an effort to relax me, to prepare me for what was to come. I knew I needed to relax if I didn't want to be in a great deal of pain. I exhaled slowly, smiling down at Heero through heavy eyes.
"You ready?" He asked, and I nodded quickly in response. I had never been more ready in my life. I watched as Heero lubricated his own erection before moving himself back over me. Heero made this entirely erotic sound that heightened my arousal even more. He began to move inside me, hitting my prostate and causing a jarring flash of pleasure, altering my perspective of the world to myself, Heero, and nothing else.
The small details became more apparent all of a sudden. The feel of the cool sheets clenched in my hands; Heero's ragged breathing and wordless whisperings in my ear. It dawned on me that even though Heero and I have had sexual encounter before that this was the first time we made love. It scared me on some level, the eternal bond that came with the motions, but it was a good kind of scary. A risk worth taking and fighting for. This was my second shot on life; I wasn't going to blow it.
// And tonight I feel, feel like more.
Tonight I feel like, I feel like more tonight. //
I owed Relena and Hilde at least that much.
"Heero..." I breathed as he hit my prostate once more, bringing his hand back to stroke my erection, bringing me to completion as I came, calling his name like a mantra over and over again. Heero came soon after, thrusting one final time as I felt his seed filling my insides. I titled my head up, pressing my lips against his forehead; his skin was salty with sweat.
"Thank you," I murmured, kissing him gently on the mouth. I knew right then that I'll always treasure the memory of the two of us lying in bed after we first made love, the sun setting outside and painting the room with its different hues. It wasn't long before we both fell asleep holding each other close.
// I feel like, like more.
I feel like more tonight. //
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End Part 1