Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Forged Together ❯ Chapter 16 ( Chapter 16 )

Chapter 16

 

A/N- I'm assuming that if they can have Space colonies they'd at least have an inoculation for sexually transmitted diseases. But I suppose safe sex would include condoms since new strains could crop up. In a certain episode of g gundam there was a mention a virus strain from the colonies without a cure. And plague is mentions in L2 and biological warfare when destroying L5. Again, note on Duo's behavior at the bottom.

 

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“I don't want to talk to you,” Duo said pointedly as Wufei opened the door for them. Since they had not taken their gundams they, had arrived through the main entrance.

 

“Duo,” said Wufei, firmly planting himself in front of the agitated boy, his arms crossed while Quatre staggered in with their entire luggage. Duo, in his hurry to get over with the worst, had rushed out the moment they had been dropped off, leaving Quatre to deal with everything else. “I know what I did was wrong,” Wufei continued. “But at least, let me explain myself.”

 

“Just stay away from me. I suppose it is true, all those things they say you did during the war. Did you give Treize blow jobs too?” Duo spat looking hurt. “So, where is your lover boy now? Polishing your gundam for you?”

 

“No, he's sorting my underwear by color,” Wufei snapped back before he could help it, as Quatre just dropped a bag onto his foot. It wasn't the first time Wufei heard innuendos about him and Treize but it still hurt him that anyone could even think that.

 

“Ouch,” said Quatre, hopping up and down on one leg, while Duo punched Wufei squarely on the jaw. Wufei rocked on his heels but didn't do anything to retaliate. They stood staring at each other until Duo got enough of it. He started to brush past him but Wufei caught him by the bicep.

 

“I need to talk to you, please,” he said softly. “Duo, don't…”

 

“Just answer me one question,” Duo said holding up one finger. “Did you fuck him because I couldn't do it with you… you know, sort of like keeping a concubine?”

 

Wufei blinked a little at the word `concubine' but finally forced out. “It's more complicated than that, Duo. Let me just…”

 

“Heero,” said Quatre loudly as he looked over the side door, almost like a warning, and the other two broke off. “Is Trowa back yet?”

 

“He's going to be here soon,” said Heero blankly staring at Wufei and Duo. “Is something wrong?” he asked Wufei, avoiding Duo.

 

“Why should it be?” snapped Duo scowling. “Why don't you go just step out of my way like a good little wind up…bot”

 

“Hey,” said Quatre stepping forward and catching Duo before he made the fatal error of punching Heero Yuy. “We're both a little tired from the trip. Why don't you go and get …uh…something or whatever while I talk to Duo for a moment.”

 

“I don't want to talk to anyone,” Duo said petulantly while Heero indicated that Wufei should follow him. For moment, Wufei looked at the two of them in exasperation before sighing resignedly and following Heero.

 

“How about a cup of tea?” Quatre offered, looking at Duo who didn't look so good once the initial anger had worn off. He looked tired, dark shadows around his eyes, and Quatre knew that he had spend most of the night before tossing and turning.

 

“We're almost out of sugar,” Heero said, proving he had a good hearing.

 

“I think I'll settle for bitter coffee,” Duo said, scowling at Heero. “It suits my mood.”

 

Heero shrugged to show he was mystified by Duo's actions while Wufei wilted visibly.

 

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“I mean, why not?” Duo said as he sat on a chair, leaning forward, speaking forcefully. “I know you like Trowa but he's with Heero and I like Wufei and he's with Heero and unless you also want to get on the bandwagon and screw Heero…”

 

Quatre leaned forward from his chair next to Duo's, smiling, and placed a gentle hand on Duo's lips, stopping the flow of words. “Duo,” he said. “How about some sleep and then we can discuss these things in the morning.”

 

“But I like you,” Duo pointed out. “I think you're a nice guy and I know you don't think I'm ugly and all that. There is the whole I'm a street rat and you are a multimillionaire concept but…”

 

“Duo,” said Quatre, trying again. “We shared a sleeping bag for a month, remember? If there was anything other than friendship on either side, it would have surfaced.”

 

“But maybe we weren't doing it right,” Duo said.

 

“You don't want someone to be with you,” Quatre pointed out. “You're looking for someone you can flaunt and rub into a certain person's face. You think I didn't feel that way with Trowa?”

 

“I…” Duo stopped. “But why not?” he nearly wailed. “I know Heero is all good looking and tempting but Wufei was mine. What does he have that I don't have, if it isn't just sex?”

 

Quatre sighed, covering his face with his palms. “I should really ask Trowa the same question,” he said glumly. “And…did you just say that Heero was tempting?”

 

“He is, isn't he?” Duo said with a pout. “Er…I mean…compared to me that is, he must be for `Fei to …do you think it was `cause I sort of freaked out when he tried to have sex with me and punched him?”

 

“I seem to have missed that part of the conversation,” said Quatre, looking slightly stunned. “Duo, let me put the kettle on and you'll have your tea or coffee and we can…”

 

“Quatre,” said Duo, jumping to his feet. “Kiss me.”

 

“No,” said Quatre who had also gotten to his feet. “Be reasonable, you're acting like a…umph.”

 

Quatre was bowled over by the wet and rather sloppy kiss Duo had initiated. Duo pressed against him insistently, crushing his lips against the other boy's. Quatre almost hit out before giving a mental shrug, closed his eyes, put an arm around the other's slender form and hugged him tightly. Duo pressed against Quatre hard, pushing him off balance so that both of them went over and landed on the kitchen table, then slipped and rolled to the floor, along with an assortment of bottles and mugs. For a moment, the blond lay still, his wind knocked out of him, while Duo lay on him, panting. Duo was cursing softly under his breath and laughing a little as well.

 

“This isn't working, is it?” he asked, burying his face in Quatre's shoulder.

 

“No, it's not,” said Quatre, wondering if it was a fork he was lying on poking him in the butt. Duo was warm and soft on top of him and part of the long braid had wound up tangled with his wrist watch. Quatre lifted his free arm and patted Duo on the back comfortingly. “It's all right, I guess. We can still be friends. It's better that way.”

 

“This is so embarrassing,” Duo muttered, his face still buried in the crook of the other boy's neck. “Let's not mention this ever again, shall we?”

 

“I think that's a brilliant idea,” said the L 4 pilot as he opened eyes and groaned. “Or it might be too late for that.”

 

“What do you mean?” Duo asked, stiffening. He slowly lifted his head and turned around towards the kitchen door where the two of them was being observed by three people with varying degrees of surprise on their faces. “Oh,” he said. “Hi, Trowa, how was L2?”

 

“Hilde sends her love,” Trowa said, his eyes fixed on Quatre.

 

“You've spilled the last of our sugar,” Heero pointed out pragmatically.

 

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“Duo,” said Wufei as he knocked on the door. “Open the door please.”

 

“Go away.” Duo's muffled voice came through as Wufei tried the door handle. He gave the door a nudge and it swung open revealing Duo, spread-eagled on his bed, eyes closed. He opened an eye at the sound of the door and scowled. “What do you want?” He was dressed in black again, contrasting with Wufei's white pants, but no priest collar. Instead Duo was wearing black t-shirt with a wide neck.

 

“To apologize,” Wufei said softly. “I know my behavior is inexcusable…”

 

“If you wanted sex you could have said so,” Duo said opening both eyes. “I know it isn't easy for me but I could have done it, given the right motivation.” He rolled off the bed in one smooth move and got to his feet, standing nose to nose with his (former?) boyfriend.

 

“I don't lie and I'm not about to start now. Let me try a different angle.” He took a deep breath and looked straight at Wufei. “I know, before I left I did tell you that you should go for Heero since he's as emotional as one of those inflatable sex dolls you get. I thought you might but…” He paused to swallow, feeling, much to his horror a lump the size of a large apple lodged in his throat and had to force his words around it, hoarsely “…you said you wouldn't and I was sort of hoping you wouldn't.”

 

“Heero was …”

 

“I thought I could deal with it,” Duo continued. “I thought I could live with the thought of you with someone else but…” He closed his eyes and gulped. “…but I was wrong. It's eating me up. It's my fault for not being able to sleep with you but …don't….” The last word was torn out involuntarily. “…don't go to Heero again. I'm not a jealous person but I also don't want to loose what is mine.”

 

“I didn't like the thought of you with Winner, either,” Wufei confessed.

 

“Good,” said Duo feeling slightly pleased but blushing at the memory of the disastrous kiss in the kitchen. “Just…Quatre and that incident, shall we just say it was one of those impulsive things you live to regret and not mention it ever again?”

 

Wufei smiled slightly at the thought. “You two did compliment each other so well, blond and brunette.” He was also tempted to substitute himself in place of the blond and …

 

“Are you teasing me?” Duo asked with a faint smile of his own. “Don't tease, then I forget I should be angry with you. Just tell me, how is it that you jumped Heero the moment Trowa was out on a mission. Don't Trowa care or…”

 

“They aren't together,” Wufei said, in a small voice. “Trowa broke up with Heero, if that is the right word, just be…”

 

“I knew it,” said Duo looking slightly pleased. “If you were going to screw Heero, there was going to be a perfectly good reason for it. So, was that the only way to split those two? Isn't that a little drastic? I thought you said you wouldn't whore yourself.”

 

“It didn't exactly…”

 

“But now that you've done it, great. Wait till Quatre hears about it, he's going to be so pleased …and what can I say, you did it,” Duo continued. “You did give me your word you'd help and I'd say you've done more than enough…just too bad I can't keep my promise.”

 

“What promise?” Wufei asked feeling slightly out of control.

 

“I said that whatever you do to help Quatre, I'll match you move for move, only …I don't think I can do it…” he looked down at his feet and signed. “I'm sorry, was it terrible…uh…with Heero?”

 

“No, actually…” Wufei looked at Duo looking at him with tear filled eyes, hopefully. He had enjoyed his time with Heero, it was his first time with a male and sex had been great. But he couldn't hurt Duo anymore than he already had. “He sort of gave me orders as if we were on a mission.”

 

“You don't need to put up with him anymore,” Duo said decisively, looking pleased. “You can keep him distracted so Quatre and Trowa get more time together but no need to...did you …what…with him…” Duo faltered. “Who was on top?”

 

Wufei blushed a brilliant shade of scarlet. “I was.”

 

“Well,” said Duo in a small voice. “I suppose me and you is sort of out of the question…I just don't like it when people climb on top of me and hold me down and press my face into the ground.”

 

Oh,” said Wufei in a small voice. “Is that what really bothered you that day, me rolling on the top of you?”

 

“I think so,” Duo confessed. “And I knew you were stronger than me and…could hurt me. I didn't freak out when we kissed and I did sleep with Quatre without screaming blue murder. ”

 

“I'm sorry,” Wufei said, slowly. “I was unfamiliar with the concept of gay sex then but…I've been looking things over and… and I don't have any objections to you topping.”

 

“Wu,” said Duo looking at him with narrowed eyes. “You don't seem the sort of person to bottom.”

 

“I really wouldn't know,” Wufei pointed out, though his heart was beating as if he had run a mile. “If you are willing to give it a try, as you would say…”

 

“Uh,” Duo floundered. “I've never…”

 

“Neither have I…”

 

“So how…”

 

“Duo, how about a kiss? I really did miss you.” Perhaps he could not get out of the mess he had created but he really did miss his long haired companion. Wufei knew he was distracting Duo and he know Duo was giving in too easily. There would be hell to pay for this later on but for now, he had to do this. He liked Duo but bottoming for him was not something he wanted to do. Still, Wufei realized he did not want to loose Duo and if this was a part of the penance for cheating on his partner, then so be it.

 

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“Heero,” said Trowa as he walked the length of the sitting room towards the open French window where the shaggy-haired boy was standing. In the afternoon, the sun was behind the house, throwing the neglected garden in the front into deep shadows. In its glory days, the garden had boasted of a maze with small coves where benches made of white marble. There were such resting places through out the garden, overgrown and hidden by the overhanging vines making it a virtual jungle. The boys rarely ventured into the garden, and the perimeter-sensor Heero had installed deterred anyone who even thought of it.

 

“Trowa,” Heero greeted him neutrally, as he looked away towards the garden.

 

“Is there anything in particular you are watching out for?" Trowa asked as he joined Heero at the window.

 

“Thought I saw something move outside,” Heero said with a frown. “But nothing I can see or sense.”

 

Trowa frowned and also looked out but he could not see anything in the shadows. Heero however had the best night vision of them all and if he said there was something, there probably was. “Could it be a stray cat?”

 

“Could be,” Heero said with a shrug, turning to face Trowa. “How was you mission?”

 

“Uneventful,” Trowa said evenly. “I'm sorry I called off our…agreement so abruptly. I did not mean to hurt you.”

 

“You told me what we were doing was something we did during the war in search of mutual comfort and that now it was simply a bother,” Heero said, his eyes fixed on Trowa. “Was I a bother?”

 

“During the war, there were no other distractions,” Trowa said softly. “You were single-mindedly set of self destruction and I was out to finish my objective. But now, I feel for someone else and carrying on with you would not have been fair for anyone of us.”

 

“Quatre,” Heero said softly. “Are you going to …” he hesitated looking for the appropriate word. “…be with him now? Is he free to be with you?”

 

“I feel for him,” Trowa said softly. “If I was a different person, I might even consider being with him. But…I can't change who or what I was anymore than Quatre can kill anyone of us.”

 

“You did not tell me if you found me a bother or not,” Heero persisted.

 

“You weren't,” Trowa said in an intense voice. “I might not have the same feelings for you as I have for Quatre but I do care for you." He put hand on the other boy's shoulder and looked down at the blue eyes. “I looked after you for a month while you were unconscious and if it ever came to it, I'd do it again. You're like a brother to me.”

 

Heero did not flinch from the touch, used to physical contact with Trowa. “I didn't want to form attachments,” he said slowly. “But I thought when you said you no longer wanted to fuck with me, perhaps you no longer considered me a friend. I missed the contact, the stability you offered.”

 

“I handled it badly. I should have tried to talk to you…”

 

“I don't know how to bond with people,” Heero said, dismissing Trowa's apology. “I'm cold and distant. I miss the finer points of the conversation and I'm not exactly subtle. It might have served me during the war but what do I do when weapons are no longer needed?”

 

“I care for you,” Trowa said. “We all care for you and will shield you from whatever you need to be. When you realize you are no longer a weapon to be called in the time of need…”

 

“Wufei needs me,” Heero said softly. “He's different from you but I don't think…”

 

“What do you mean?” Trowa's voice was strangled.

 

“When we are together, you never call me by name or look at me in the eye,” Heero stated flatly.

 

“And Wufei does,” said Trowa looking distant. He could remember Duo strolling into Wufei's room as if he owned it…

 

“He's being good to me,” Heero said, his voice sounding pleased.

 

“But,” said Trowa weakly. “Wufei….”

 

“He is a warrior,” Heero said softly. “He does understand me.”

 

“But he's with…” Trowa found out he could not finish the sentence while looking Heero in the eye. No matter what, he cared for Heero, and while what he had done had not been fair, if Wufei was doing what he thought he was doing …

 

“No one's ever slept next to me in a bed,” Heero's voice had an odd note, which he'd never heard before and Trowa did not want to analyze it in the fear of what he would find. He looked away and suddenly staggered as he felt slightly dizzy.

 

Heero's arm steadied him before he could even move. “I'm a little tired,” Trowa said as an excuse. “Perhaps we'll continue this conversation later.” Let Heero think I was jealous, Trowa thought as he strode away from the window, his mind in turmoil.

 

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Down in the garden, crouched under a bush, Quatre pushed his fingers into the dirt to distract himself, his violin he had brought out for practices forgotten. His nails broke and filled with dirt but he continued to do it, to control his emotions, so Trowa would not get caught in the backlash. He'd almost slipped when Trowa had become dizzy but he was finally regaining some control over his emotions. He was being assaulted by something he had never felt before. Heero was as close to being happy as he had ever been, and Quatre could taste it in his mind like a new flavor of ice cream. When Heero had mentioned Wufei there had been a flare of feeling, which he could barely comprehend. And even as his mind reacted to that, his body was reacting to waves of lust coming from Duo's room.

 

“Wufei,” he muttered. “What are you doing?”

 

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“What!” exclaimed Wufei. “No, I have no idea what you are talking about.”

 

“It's called safe sex,” Duo snickered throwing aside Wufei's tank top he had been lying on. “You know, not just because you could get someone pregnant. Must have practiced that with your wife at least.”

 

“I…we were too preoccupied for that,” Wufei said slowly, blushing. “I never thought of condoms.”

 

“So whatever Heero and Trowa have, now you've got it,” Duo said, sounding a little miffed. “Never thought of that when you were fucking the sexbot did you? And in Trowa's case it's probably lion rabies or fleas or something.”

 

Wufei snorted at the thought. “If it's fleas you've already got it,” he said as he lay on Duo's bed.

 

“I was joking,” Duo said rolling his eyes. “I was tested before I was taken in as a gundam pilot and the others must have been tested the same way. I guess Trowa and Heero didn't exactly sell themselves through the OZ bases, so they must have been clean. I'm just being mean `cause I still don't like the thought of you with Heero.”

 

“No,” said Wufei. “What you say is correct. I should have been more careful with these things.”

 

“It's one of the first rules on the streets,” Duo said with a shrug. “You get your shots at the clinic and use protection for sex, just to be on the safe side. Sometimes those inoculations just don't do their job.”

 

In reply, Wufei rolled to his side and touched Duo along his bare chest. “Let down your hair,” he said. “I want to see you with your hair down.”

 

“So you can pretend I'm a girl,” Duo grumbled. “I've had people who liked it when I gave blow jobs with my hair loose so they could look down at me and imagine I was a girl instead. It made them think they weren't perverted enough to want little boys.”

 

“No,” said Wufei looking stricken. “I just wanted to see what it looked like since you spend so much effort on it. Forget I said it.”

 

“I seem to have a talent for blowing the moment,” said Duo sitting up. “I …guess I'm still angry at you.”

 

“Do you want me to leave?” Wufei asked, sitting up as well, reaching for his discarded top.

 

“No,” said Duo hurriedly as his fingers reached for the end of his braid which was tied with a hair band. He pulled it off and started to unravel his braid, revealing a thick mass of chestnut colored hair, wavy from being confined for so long. “You know, I am curious to see what you look like with your hair down.”

 

“You mean, what's left of it,” said Wufei making a face as Duo's hair spilled down. Loose, it was longer than imagined. “It's beautiful,” he said truthfully reaching for it. “When I first saw it, I was surprised you were allowed to keep it. In space, even the women cut their hair because zero-g and long hair is a lethal combination. But now I see why you kept it.” He let his fingers slip through it, admiring the way it fell over the slender form.

 

“Your turn,” said Duo as he shook his head making his hair shimmer.

 

Wufei pulled his hair loose, wishing Sally hadn't been so intent on hacking at it to get to the back of his head, trying hard not to stare at the way the Duo's pale skin contrasted with his dark mane, almost like a silk wrap enticingly placed. “Take off the rest of your clothes,” he said hoarsely. He wanted to tear Duo's pants off, but remembering last time, he deiced to pace himself and not rush into anything.

 

“No fair,” said Duo, looking at Wufei's face, highlighted with need. “You still have your pants on.”

 

“Then take it off for me,” said Wufei his hands still buried in Duo's hair. He leaned forward, burying his face and inhaling deeply. Long hair meant a lot of work in keeping it clean and Duo was as devoted to maintaining his hair as Wufei was about oiling his swords.

 

Meiran had never believed in long hair or in many of the accessories that had made her seem feminine. She believed it to be a weakness to show her softer side. While Wufei admired her as a fighter, thinking back, he wished she had taken the time to stop and look at the flowers in the field instead being bent on ignoring them. He was pulled out of his thoughts abruptly as Duo pulled on the drawstring that held his pants in place, then pushed them down his hips, as far as they would go while sitting on the bed.

 

“I thought your underwear would be white as well,” Duo commented with a teasing smile, looking at Wufei's skin colored briefs. “And more exotic, like you.”

 

Wufei found out he could blush amazingly well at the comment. “When white pants get wet, they turn transparent,” Wufei explained. “If I wear any other color, it becomes obvious.”

 

“So you were going for the no underwear effect,” Duo inquired.

 

“That'd be Heero,” Wufei said before he could help it.

 

“You don't say,” said Duo looking up, his eyes shining. “Heero doesn't wear anything under those short…uh…ok, let's not go there since I don't want to remember how you found that out.”

 

Wufei, intent on distracting Duo, slipped a hand down the front of the black jeans and squeezed slightly at the bulge. Duo's head fell back and…his hair flew back…and Wufei groaned. “Take the rest off,” he gasped.

 

Duo unzipped his jeans and wriggled out, followed by his underwear, which was dark blue and as unremarkable as Wufei's. In reply, Wufei slipped his briefs off as well and lay back on the bed. “How do you want me?” he asked.

 

“On your back is painful the first time,” Duo said. “Facedown is better and …do you have any lube?”

 

“Uh, no,” stammered Wufei feeling himself flush. He prudently kept himself from mentioning Heero's lube since he had an inkling that was the last thing Duo wanted to hear.

 

“Well, I have an organic hair gel which is supposed to be ok,” Duo said. “It doesn't sting when it goes in to your eyes so maybe we can use that.”

 

“Fine,” snapped Wufei, feeling embarrassed. The last thing he wanted to do was to contemplate someone putting anything in him through…there. But the thought excited him to the extent that was enough to make him painfully erect. The talk about lube and anal probing had done nothing to damper his enthusiasm, though he was a little weary of things yet to come. The sites he had gone to did not mention anything about pain but still…

 

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“I don't think you should go to Duo's room right now,” said Quatre, standing in front of Trowa, hands on his hips. He thought it over a bit and sat down incase Trowa decided to brush past him.

 

“But I met Hilde while I was on L2 and there are some things he should know,” said Trowa. “Things are not going smoothly in his scrap yard and if Howard hadn't come right then, we all would have been in trouble."

 

“You met Howard,” said Quatre in a very bad attempt at distracting Trowa. “How is he?”

 

“Why can't I talk to Duo and why was he acting like that in the kitchen today?” Trowa demanded.

 

“He's got problems,” said Quatre with a wince. “Just let it be.”

 

“Fine then,” said Trowa decisively. “Where's Wufei? There're a few things I need to ask him about Heero.”

 

“Did you check his room?” Quatre said weakly.

 

Trowa continued to glare at the smaller boy but Quatre simply smiled back and Trowa found out, much to his disgust, that he could not do it. He was weak; he could not do anything to even slightly hurt the other boy. “Is he in Duo's room?” Trowa finally asked.

 

“Did you cut your fringe?” Quatre asked looking brighter. “It looks shorter.”

 

Even Heero hadn't noticed that. Trowa blushed slightly and nodded. “It's not what you think,” he said hastily as the other boy looked pleased.

 

“I think you've cut your hair,” Quatre said dryly. “Come on, why are you so intent on looking for other people? You can tell me about your trip to L2 right? Where's Heero?”

 

“Last I saw, crawling about in the garden,” Trowa said with a shrug. “He thinks our position has been compromised.”

 

“Oh,” said Quatre coloring at that. “I was in the garden a little while ago so maybe I tripped off something. Come with me so I can tell him, I don't want to face him alone.”

 

“Why don't you want me going up?” Trowa demanded perceptively.

 

“What gave me away?” Quatre asked with a grin as he stood up from his position on the steps leading up and brushed off the dust from the seat of his pants. “They are dealing with some problems so let's just give them time. Come with me and we'll see if we can keep Heero busy for the time being.”

 

“Fine,” said Trowa with a frown and shrug. “But what's Wufei doing in Duo's room?”

 

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Wufei was lying face down, ass in the air, feeling like a fool with his erection wilting under the force of the humiliation he was undergoing. It did not help that Duo was doing his best to be thoughtful, gentle and talk him through the whole procedure. “How does that feel?” Duo asked for the fifth time.

 

“Maxwell,” Wufei grated out. “You minutely shifted the pillow under my hips... for the fifth time. Can we just get on with it?”

 

“I don't know,” Duo mumbled. “You don't look like you are having fun.”

 

“I have given up control over my body to you,” Wufei tried to explain. “I don't feel comfortable with the idea…but just conti…” He gasped as hands parted his ass cheeks and something invaded him.

 

“Just a finger,” Duo told him. “How does it feel?”

 

“Odd,” Wufei gasped out, trying to remember everything he'd read and seen. Those were nothing compared to the real experience though.

 

“Ready for another?” Duo asked shakily.

 

By then, his erection had wilted to nothing, so Wufei was grateful he was lying face down. “Just get on with it, Maxwell,” he snapped, more impatient with the whole thing. It was not painful but even the single finger was uncomfortable and he felt exposed.

 

“Anything you say,” Duo drawled slowly and he moved his finger a little and…Wufei jumped as his erection slowly started to come to life and he felt as if he had been shocked to his toes. It was a cross between intense pleasure and pain, almost like coming without actually coming. “I think the second finger now that you are relaxed,” whispered Duo, draping himself over Wufei's back. While stretching Wufei with three fingers, he started to lick the Chinese boy's back, the knobby spine and the recent scars, slowly languidly. He discovered that the back of Wufei's neck was very sensitive and when licked and blown on, like that…

 

Wufei groaned and arched backwards, and Duo grinned. “I think you're ready,” he gasped as he tried to pull back so he could penetrate his boyfriend and stopped. His hair had streamed down past Wufei's shoulder and now wrapped around Wufei's fingers…so gently he had hardly felt a pull. “Hair fetish, `Fei?” he teased. “If I'd known that earlier, I'd have let you play with my hair more often.”

 

“It shows how secure you are with yourself,” Wufei said softly, letting go of the strands. “To grow out your hair like a woman would but there's nothing feminine about you.”

 

"There's a story behind it,” Duo said, sitting back and stroking himself absently. He reached for the lube and put some on, not wanting to distract Wufei from the perfectly relaxed state he was in. “I might even tell you about it one of these days,” he added as he positioned himself. It was then he realized his hand was trembling so much he couldn't hold his erection still. “Ready?” he gasped out.

 

“Hn,” grunted Wufei, which he took to be a `yes' and pushed in. And tensed.

 

“Does that hurt?” Duo asked slowly. In his experience, it hurt like a bitch the first time and the time after and the next and then there was the ra…Wufei pushed back onto him hard. “That must have hurt you idiot, why didn't you wait?”

 

“That…was nothing compared to what I've gone through,” gasped Wufei bravely but when Duo sneaked hand around and felt from his erection, it had wilted rather noticeably. Not that Duo's was affected negatively by the new development. In fact, little Duo was all for being enveloped in warm, tight and let's not forget virgin heat, and just wanted to plunge right into it.

 

“You probably feel as if you are being split in two,” Duo said cautiously, trying to catch his breath. He didn't know what to do with his hands; grab Wufei's hips or back or feel around him? “Just wait a sec to get used to it and then we'll go for your magic spot again.” He counted backward to ten in three types of standard before Wufei relaxed around him so he could move. At first, he started to move slowly, concentrating more on Wufei than his own pleasure, small movements until there was an answering motion from the boy under him. Then it was all he could do to keep up with Wufei who almost bucked him off.

 

Duo really tried to last longer, but he had never been a person to hold back, apparently not even when it came to sex. He could feel himself coming closer to the edge, and tired hard to hold back, biting his lower lip in an attempt not to cry out. However, he came far too quickly, slumping over Wufei as the last of the aftershocks shook his body. He pulled out carefully and turned Wufei over, swooping down to claim his mouth as his right hand sneaked down.

 

He briefly cupped Wufei's testicles, something he had not done before, pulling at the curling pubic hair. Wufei gasped and arched up as Duo skillfully shifted his grip, spreading a little pre-come leaking from the tip. He shifted his grip, rotating his wrist lightly, and in a few minutes, Wufei was crying out his release, albeit quietly.

 

Duo smiled triumphantly as they both collapsed in a heap But he was feeling a little let down. Sex was great …for him at least but it was not enough. He knew he was avoiding the real issue. He knew he should talk it out with Wufei not fuck the guy, he knew it was a way of avoiding but Duo did not like confrontations. Now if he could get Wufei to get rid of Heero, then things could get back to normal without blowing out of proportions. Just wait until they both caught their breath back…they were in for a long discussion, with Duo doing all the talking.

 

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a/n- I thought Duo gave in too easily but really, he doesn't seem the type to confront issues, more like `run and hide.' Sorry if this chapter disappoints you but my version of Duo isn't an aggressive guy, just a confused kid. And where Duo comes from using sex as a means of exchange is acceptable, at least for this fic. Did I mention I'm one of those ppl who dislike writing sex scenes.