Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Get Down Make Love ❯ One-Shot

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Don't own, am not affiliated in anyway to Nine Inch Nails or this song Get Down Make Love.

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"That meeting was infuriating!" Relena slammed down her weekly planner shaking everything that was on the dresser. Heero looked up from where he was sitting in the chair, draped only in his robe and reading a well-thumbed novel that Quatre had lent him and sipping a cup of coffee. He released a sigh and continued to watch and listen to Relena as she threw her fit; he smiled, knowing how shocked most would be if they knew their docile, diplomatic Minister had such a bad temper.

"They say they don't agree with my philosophies and that they don't understand why people put such faith in a woman as weak as me? How Heero? How am I weak? I'm out there everyday busting my butt breaking my back trying to accomplish some type of stability in the war infested universe and they have the gall to tell me I'm weak! That I'll accomplish nothing! Those men! I could kill them all!"

He found himself suddenly being given a bug-eyed furious stare from Relena. He shrugged his shoulders. "What do you want me to say?"

Relena threw up her arms and screamed through clenched teeth, slamming herself onto the bed sitting with her back turned to Heero. "Something other than what you just said!"

Heero sighed again, shaking his head a little, wondering how her anger towards those men had been turned against him; a year ago such a comment from her would have thrown him into his own little tizzy and resulted in an argument, but he had realized over time it was just a way for Relena to cope and that deep down she meant no disrespect to him. In truth, he really was her only means of venting her frustrations because the world always expected her to gentle, even tempered and understanding. Besides, there were other ways he knew of allowing her to vent.

Heero's mind began thinking along the topic of Relena and other men as he had completely forgotten about the novel that had been in his hand and was now on the small table along with the coffee cup. He had been surprised in a way that the first time they had ever made love she had not been a virgin as he had expected, but quite an experienced little temptress.

Part of him had been extremely jealous for in his mind he had always thought of her as something that was meant only for him and that it should have been his right alone to deflower her first, brand himself into her memory in a way that only a first time lover could. Then again it had taken a lot of pressure off of him as far as having to control his impulses, be gentle and go slowly as often one must with virgins in general.

Neither one of them had ever discussed past lovers, the topic for the most part had been irrelevant, let alone neither one of them really cared, so Heero was wondering why tonight the question was lingering in his mind. Perhaps it was the fact that in her everyday life it was men who she mostly dealt with and that they saw her more than him. He wondered what they thought of her, of what they would think if they could see her now. Would they be shocked at the way that she had stormed into the room, her stride quick and confident, the fire flashing in her eyes, her face flushed with the passionate heat of anger?

She rose from the bed again, still cussing, undressing hastily. Her slender arms flexed with lean muscle as the reached behind her to unzip the sleeveless straight dress; it slid from her body and she kicked it away.

"Don't you think so Heero?"

"You're absolutely right", he replied, not even knowing what she had said to him because he was focusing on the way her undergarments seemed to melt from her body, her hosiery, her slip and then her bra; he almost forgot to breath as he saw the fullness of her perky orbs as they were released from their captive slings. A thin smile escaped him. He had always been fascinated by the way a woman's breast just seemed to bounce around whatever way her body was reaching or bending-bending! Damn there went her panties. He clenched his teeth his eyes taking in her firm rounded ass appreciating it fully; it had been a good idea to put her on a workout schedule.

"Well I thought about taking a shower, but I don't feel like it now, I think, I'll, Heero? Heero?"

Heero blinked his eyes his mind trying desperately to retrieve her words from his subconscious so he could respond, but it was to late, he ducked barely in time to miss the high heel she had flung at him. He jumped up immediately flinching a little against the pain of his raging hard-on; he looked up at her as she began giggling her eyes darting from his, down to his groin.

"Oh my, my. Is my little Heero horny?"

His eyes narrowed at her teasing as his mind began to wonder again. Had she been this way with her other lovers'? Infuriatingly tempting and teasing all in one?" He saw her bite her lip playfully as she took a step back to every one of his that advanced, shedding his robe and tossing it aside on the bed. She chuckled softly for a second as he pinned her up against the wall, gasping as he placed his hands on either side of her throat, gently cupping her jaw but forceful enough to tilt her face up to his.

"So you think my wanton need for you is funny huh?" He nipped at her lips before she could speak; he continued to murmur against her mouth. "Is this how it was your first time Relena? Was part of you tingling with pure terror, or were you tingling instead with the pure lust of a whore?"

She chuckled softly again as she kissed him back tangling her fingers in his dark wild hair before pulling his head abruptly back. "Why are you asking now?"

Heero merely growled, his strength ruled against hers and he pulled his head from her grip, his lips and teeth suckling on her throat, replacing his hands which were now preoccupied with teasing her breasts.

"So you want to know?" Relena breathed a moan as she felt Heero's fingers begin pinching and twisting her nipples violently.

//How old were you when you first let a man make love to you//

//Next who was he//

//Next how did you feel afterward//

//What did you feel what did you think//

//Were you pleased, frightened, ecstatic, disgusted//

//What did he say what words did you speak that's what I want to know//

//Now tell me now all of it now yes! Yes!//

//Get down make love//

//Get down make love//

//Get down make love//

Heero could feel the vibrations from her throat with each moan and gasp and he had begun to taste Relena's blood from where he had nipped at her and still suckled hungrily; this would not be the first nor the last mark he would leave on her, he would imprint himself on her like no man ever had or ever would again.

He continued the assault on the hardened centers of her breasts as well, pulling, pinching and twisting; one of his hands left though, to travel down her body a little further parting the first folds of her vulva before sliding his fingers into her thrusting and wriggling until he found her spot deep within.

"Ahhh! Heero!" Relena squinted closed her eyes and seethed a breathe in through her teeth. True she had not been a virgin when they had first slept together, but never had she had a lover as so intense or demanding as Heero. Or as passionate, as he touched her in the only way that had ever made her so crazy with desire and need. But he had challenged her with his question, and she would respond.

He resisted as he felt her pulling his head away from her, but he let go as she began to speak. He found himself looking down at her once again his hands having left were they had been, now resting on the curve of her back.

"You asked me Heero. Do you really want to know?"

"Mn." Was he only reply; a reply that had always been familiar.

"First I must tell you he was quite the gentleman. All prim and proper, let's see, it was the beginning of my junior year, a little while before I met you."

All the time she had begun to speak she was slowly backing him up until he found his knees to the bed, she kissed him wildly, taking his legs out from under him so that they fell down onto the bed, she atop of him. She broke the kiss and whispered.

"As I said he was ever so proper, asking me out, flowers, candy, picking me up in his limo. We had a nice dinner and then went for a short stroll in the park. He was so cute, nervous, unsure of himself." She stopped her speech for a second to look into his eyes, trying to gage his reaction; he was smirking.

"So you kissed him first I imagine?"

"Uhuh." She replied breathlessly. "Just like this." She brought her lips back down to his, her kiss so light Heero could barely feel her softness. "But then," she breathed into his parted mouth, "I slipped in my tongue."

With those words she plundered her tongue down his throat, sucking on his tongue, the taste of coffee still somewhat lingering. Her tongue then left his oral cavity to begin a trail down his body. Her breathe tickled somewhat as she began to speak once again.

"He was so shy, but I knew by the way his pants were bulging he was wanting something more." Heero flinched and groaned as her teeth encircled one of his nipples and she bit not so gently. She swallowed her giggle and twirled her tongue around the reddening area. "I had just eaten, but I found I had a hunger of a different kind, so…I continued to make my way down…" Heero flinched as she nipped at his other nipple and then down to his navel. "…further…and further…" he now felt her nose nuzzling his pubic hairs"…until." This time she could not contain a small giggle as she darted her tongue out to snap at his the tip of his sex, coating the slit with a little of her saliva before engulfing as much as she could into her mouth and down her throat; Heero was far from little.

Heero covered his eyes with his hands and gritted his teeth. "God damn it Relena!"

//You take my body//

//I give you heat//

//You say you're hungry//

//I give you meat//

//I suck your mind//

//You give me head//

//Make love inside your bed//

//Get down make love//

//Get down make love//

//Get down make love//

Heero's fingers tangled into Relena's hair, his hand pressed the back of her head pumping it with the movement of his thrusting hips. God it drove him crazy, her story, the thought of her with someone else, made him jealous, yet he had asked, he had wanted to know, and it had only spurned him onto to committing himself to her more to love her in such a way to make her forget all others.

His breathing grew heavier and raspier, damn he was going to come; his hands went back over his eyes, submitting himself to her rhythm alone. Suddenly she pulled her mouth away, leaving his body completely, but only for a moment before she was back on top, straddling him, speaking in a breathless, raspy tone.

"Then, I fucked the shit out of him. Is that enough? Is that, all you wanted, to know? That I had, to take matters, into my own hands because, he was to much of a pussy to do so?"

His eyes left her heaving bosom and the swollen mark on her neck, to look into her eyes. "Is that a challenge?"

She leaned over him, her hands flat against his chest, as the lower lips of her slick, wetness teased his girth against her clitoris, as she ground her hips into him with mock thrusts.

He grabbed her hips quickly and before she could take her next breath he had flipped her over, switching their positions, his member, waiting but ready just outside of her cunt.

"So do it Heero. Show me how much of a man you are." She said boldly, thrusting her hips up causing the tip of his cock to ram into her.

He smile was thin and to the side. "If that's how you want to play."

He plunged the rest of himself into fiercely with a rage of pure animal lust. A winded cry escaped her lungs as he felt her nails begin to dig painfully into his shoulder blades.

With his toes press into the mattress and his arms straight he held himself off of her, planting the balls of his feet firmly against the footboard so as to give himself more leverage, more power for every once of plundering cock he could give her.

He body involuntarily jolted up and down every time he rammed himself into her and then almost withdrew, his fucking growing harder and faster as he felt himself growing closer and closer to the ultimate release of pure physical delight.

He dipped his head and released a small ah, feeling her tighten and release, tighten and release in perfect unison with his movements. He had always been a man who could not be bent, not be broken, but he had met his match with Relena Dorlian, for when he was around her all of his resistance and strength became useless and he knew he would forever be a slave to her body, to her soul.

He closed his eyes and jolted one final time flooding inside of her, his release feeling like an eruption. His cry was shallow yet horse enough to leave his throat burning.

Relena felt no strain or discomfort as his full weight collapsed down on top of her, in fact she had curled her legs around his to prevent him from moving; she was not ready to feel him out of her yet. She stroked his hair that felt clammy from his sweat and noticed she too had perspired. She adjusted her hips just a little to get a better feel for him and heard him chuckle. "So you want some more do you?" He asked.

She rolled their bodies over, pinning him beneath her and kissing his jaw to whisper in her ear. "Yes Heero. I do want some more. But don't expect it to be so easy to buck me off the top this time."

"Then have your way with me you little slut." He teased causing her to giggle just a little before getting serious again.

"Oh I plan to Mr. Yuy. I plan to."

//Every time I get hot//

//You wanna cool down//

//Every time I get high//

//You wanna go down//

//You say its enough//

//In fact it's to much//

// Every time I wanna get down, make love//

//I can squeeze, you can shake me//

//I can feel, when you break me//

//Come on so heavy//

//Then you take me//

//You make love, you make love, you make love,//

//Get down make love//