Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Flower Fields and Chestnut Hair ❯ The Video ( Chapter 19 )

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

Author: Makiko Igami
Title: Flower Fields and Chestnut Hair
Rating: NC-17 (for more upcoming lemons)
Pairings: 1x2/2x1 (HeeroxDuo), very slight 1xR
Archive: - fanfiction.net: http://www.fanfiction.net/profile.php?userid=156634
- Wildfire's Flame: http://www.angelfire.com/gundam/RoninWarriors/
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing. (Wish I did... $.$) But I don't so I am a poor person who has to live from her parents' money.
Warnings: Crossdressing, yaoi, Lemon (Non-Yaoi and Yaoi in later chapters), sap, fluff, or whatever it's called...
Summary: Heero is sent on a mission to meet a girl. Duo is on a mission too... What will happen after they find out that their missions will bring them together?
Notes & comments: This is the first story I post while I do not really know what will happen in upcoming chapters.
I still tend to write on train... I apologize for *any* misspelling or misunderstanding.
I highly recommend to listen to George Michael's marvelous album `Older´ (FastLove, Spinning the wheel, Jesus to a child, Star people,...) while reading this chapter because it inspired me to write a lot of the sentences...

"..." spoken words
/.../ Duo's thoughts
[...] Heero's thoughts
*...* emphasis
{...} Author's comments
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[Oh Shit! I knew he'd believe what they're saying in the press...]

By the last sentence Duo spoke into the camera all blood drained out of Heero's shocked face. He knew Duo didn't care that much about Relena, just enough to understand he had to protect her, but it was clear he was a little jealous of her. He didn't say it with any word but every time Heero had mentioned her he could see how the longhaired boy tensed like he had just announced to abandon him. What Heero would never do because he loved his braided baka way too much to hurt him like that.

So what was this video about then? Was the content supposed to make him jealous or what?

He was half-expecting to see Duo clinging to Jean when the camera was turned on again the next moment. But that was not the case.

Instead he could see Duo sitting on his bed again, fumbling with the tip of his braid and not paying the slightest attention to the nearby camera. A few seconds later Heero recognized that he was undoing the waist-long plait that was Duo's biggest treasure. His eyes were closed and a tiny self-confident smile played around his lips. Heero could see some flowers lying on the bed beneath him, just like Duo had gathered them a few minutes ago and had thrown them there to get an overview of which to pick out later to make the most beautiful bouquet.

When he reached up to the base of his hair he threw it back over his shoulder in glistening chestnut waves. It was such a beautiful sight, making Heero stare at the screen with so much glee that he wouldn't have cared if the house around him had been blown into pieces. He smiled.

His Duo, hair undone, on a soft mattress of flowers... Can you blame him for being reminded of the first time they made love?

Heero's grief and sorrow were rinsed away by a huge wave of love, floating through his every vein. He felt like he was on a high of drugs. And yet the action didn't even start.

Duo continued combing his hair with his fingers, eyes still closed. It seemed to be somewhat hot in the room, or was it just Heero who felt heated? No, Duo must feel so, too or else he wouldn't be opening the upper two buttons of his shirt. And he didn't stop when he had done so, no, he opened it down the whole way down. Pushing the edges away he exposed his flat muscled chest to the camera although he still didn't pay the slightest attention to it.

It seemed like the camera caught a very secret moment of Duo being on his own. Heero felt a bit guilty to watch this beauty. The scene seemed like something sacred, like an angel bathing in sunbeams. Watching it felt like a sin to him, although he didn't believe in god or sin or even angels. But if he had to describe one he would almost unconsciously talk about Duo's features. Everything about him seemed to be angelic and extraordinary, his unusually colored eyes, his waist-long hair and most of all, his cheerful personality that he managed to keep in spite of what cruelty had happened to him in the past. That he would describe a devil as well like Duo was forgotten graciously at this silent moment. Duo seemed to be everything Heero wasn't and so much more, inhuman.

Just then Duo showed how human he was.

Heero could see that Duo gasped at the feather-like touch of his own hands against his exposed skin. He started caressing his upper body, face blurred with confused tenderness. How Heero wished he could dive into his laptop's screen to join Duo on the bed and take over the caressing. Just imagining this was a massive turn-on and something in his lap started to react.

Duo fell back on the mattress, whirling up some petals but never stopping to touch himself. Heero thanked him silently for positioning the camera the way he did so he could view the entire bed as well as every reaction on that beautiful face that showed so much more emotion than his or Relena's. {1}

But right now the only emotion on this angelic face was lust. Slender fingers brushed over sensitive nipples, eliciting small moans on soft pink lips that belonged to the one touching as well to the one being touched.

Slowly the hands became more eager and moved all over the slender body, touching hypersensitive skin everywhere. From the angle of the camera Heero could see a bulge in Duo's black jeans and he knew that if he looked down he would see a similar one in his own pants. But his eyes were glued to the screen of his laptop. Absentmindedly he registered that he had turned off the screensaver so it wouldn't go off at the most unwanted moment. Heero shifted a little in his seat and groaned at the friction he caused between his legs.

[Mentioning `between legs´...]

Was he imagining things or was Duo's right hand moving constantly downwards to where Heero wanted to be the very moment?

No, he was right. The hand disappeared underneath black fabric, finding too much resistance because his trousers were still closed. With a frustrated motion Duo unbuckled his jeans and sighed in contentment as he loosened the restriction of his trapped erection. Heero grinned as he saw the underwear. It were the black silk panties that Duo had worn almost every time Heero had had the chance to reach down this far.

For a few moments Duo only touched his groin through the soft material with his right hand while his left continued caressing the rest of his body. But slowly his motions became more and more hasty and his chest moved up and down faster until his fingers slid underneath soft black fabric. He tried to get rid of his jeans by kicking with his legs, tossing it somewhere out of sight. The hand between his legs fumbled around, Heero could see the tiny moving hills at the front of the panties that played around a much larger one and he cursed silently that he couldn't see more.

But Duo didn't move in view. Instead he shifted a little, wrapping his hand around his arousal and pumped. Heero's mouth fell open as he watched the bulge becoming bigger, feeling some pain in his own. He knew he had to loosen his trousers or else he would have bruises the next day.

He was just about to do so when Duo arched his back and pushed the tiny black underwear down to his ankles. Heero groaned and chose to stare at the screen no matter what happened to him. So he would have bruises tomorrow! He couldn't care less.

Duo discarded his shirt finally as well and was completely naked in front of the camera now. Heero stared at this beauty, blinking a few times and wasn't entirely sure why he had tears in the corner of his left eye. Was it because it was all his or because he couldn't be there? Were they happy tears or sad ones?

But Heero wasn't able to sort this fact out because now Duo changed into an upright position. He sat down on his ankles, face turned to the left of the camera and hair cascading around him. Heero could now see the expression on his love's face clearly and panted in unison with Duo as he took in the blissful torture, the almost closed eyes and the sweat-stained body with the throbbing erection. Heero groaned deeply as his own hands moved down.

[Damn my hands! They do not obey my orders anymore! They know better what I want than I...]

He gasped as he touched his own erection through his trousers, fumbling hastily and worse, clumsily with the zipper and finally took care of it, hands moving without guidance, wrapping around aching need.

Duo did something similar in the video but he started sucking on his fingers, too. Imagining that it was his cock instead of the fingers Heero growled deeply and felt the rod in his hand twitch in anticipation.

Now Duo lifted himself up a bit, pulling his fingers out of his hot mouth, carrying a line of saliva with them just like cheese on pizzas. His right hand moved down again, between his legs and through strong thighs Heero could see that he was prodding between the cheeks of his ass. His expression changed into a frown as he sat down again and was then replaced by pure bliss. A deep throated grown escaped his lips as he found something inside himself and as he brushed over it again he gave a surprised yelp. He fell down backwards again and continued his motions while Heero was a puddle of his own need.

How could he do this to him? This was even worse than seeing him with another person. Seeing somebody who was all his, offering himself to him and not being able to reach him was purest torture. Heero wasn't quite sure if he should love or hate Duo for what he did to him. On the one hand he caused the greatest feeling he ever had in his whole life but on the other hand he was torturing him with his every move. Heero was slightly considering if he should storm to his love, take him with him and lock it away where only Heero could touch him. All his, nobody else should ever touch him again!

He was slightly wondering if this `nobody´ included Duo as well as the long-haired boy's pace increased. He turned his head to look into the camera, this time fully aware of it, as if he knew he'd be looking into Heero's eyes just now.

Heero froze and gasped breathlessly. So much love in those blue violet orbs, such a beautiful face with a beautiful chestnut frame and a soft mattress of colorful flowers. The picture burned into his brain, leaving it there forever. Whenever Heero would close his eyes he would see this particular picture before him, like it was plastered to the back of his lids. The last thing that made that fact for sure were the words Duo was mouthing.

"I love you, Heero."

Just then he screamed as he came all over his hands and stomach. Heero was about to come as well when he heard a soft voice behind him say, "Heero, what are you doing?" {2}

Heero froze and for the first time he was able to move his eyes away from the screen of his laptop. He realized what he was doing and blushed deep red. Well, it was only a pink shade on his cheeks but he felt like his ears and face were on fire as he hastily closed his trousers and laptop. He turned around with his chair, hoping that the new-arrival wouldn't notice his ragged breathing, the disarray of his clothes and his flushed face.

"Relena!"

The sand-haired girl smiled down at him.

"You didn't answer the door when I knocked so I let myself in. Please, what were you doing?"

[I watched a porn my boyfriend send me. And you came in the worst moment.]

"Nothing."

"Aw, come on, Heero. If it were nothing you wouldn't be so preoccupied. You can tell me."

[Stop sounding like Duo!]

Heero remained silent as he stared down to his feet, desperately trying to calm down. Relena looked at him a few more seconds before she shrugged and turned away.

"Well, I know can't force you to anything you don't want so I guess you won't tell me." She changed the subject. "Why I came here in the first place... I wanted to ask you if you'd like to go swimming with me. Weather forecast said it's gonna be a very hot day and I haven't been swimming for *ages*..."

[The day certainly started hot...]

"Sure. Why not."

Just as the words had passed Heero's lips he was surprised that they came this easy. Did he just say them because he had to watch over Relena or because he wanted to go swimming?

No, he definitely didn't want to go away from his laptop when he could watch this video over and over again. But he yet had to protect Relena. So he had to go swimming with her. And he didn't even have trunks! {3}

To be continued...
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{1} It may be just me but I think this is true. On one of those character-pages I compared Duo, Relena and Heero and was kinda surprised when I noticed that Relena and Heero were much more alike than Duo and Relena... Bite me...

{2} Okay, I know this would be the Makiko Igami-way to end a chapter BUT I want to write some more words...

{3} I *don't* mean DBZ-Trunks... though he's cute. But to all of you hentais out there: they're going to *buy* some!
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Okay, I'm off to have a shower... Do you know how *hard* it is to concentrate on algebra if a picture of a lust-blurred face is hovering before your open eyes? ::sigh:: I should stop writing on my way to university... Please R&R!!!