Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gift Wrapped ❯ Gift Wrapped ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: I don't own the G Boys, I just borrow them from time to time and return them a whole lot happier. Written for pleasure not profit.

 

Rating: NC 17

 

Warnings: yaoi, lemon, sap, PWP.

 

Pairing: 2x1

 

Summary: Heero's never celebrated Christmas, he doesn't know how having never had a childhood. Duo is determined to change that.

 

Authors Note: This little fic was inspired by and dedicated to my housemate, Ryouga, who just happened to be 'feeling' some of the presents under our tree. Thanks also for the quick beta job girl! *snugs*

 

 

"Gift Wrapped"

 

December 2006 - ShenLong

 

It was Christmas eve, eleven-fifteen. Heero took another look at the tree standing in the corner of their lounge room, lights twinkling and reflecting off the many ornaments that adorned the green branches. He sighed softly. He'd never had a Christmas before. Well, he had, but he'd never celebrated one, until now that is.

 

All his young life he'd been trained, on missions, moving around or various other things that dictated the life of an assassin and Gundam pilot. He'd never had the chance to experience Christmas; hell, he'd never had a childhood!

 

Once Duo had found out, he'd snorted in disbelief. Even though he'd grown up as a street rat on L2, he'd celebrated Christmas, even if it had only been some left over food from a dumpster. The gang he'd run with had always managed to find something to give each other, no matter how small or insignificant. The church had taught Duo the importance of Christmas itself, not the giving of gifts but the real reason for the celebration.

 

Duo had patiently explained all this to Heero who had drunk it in, eager to understand and longing to be 'normal'. With the wars now over, Duo had promised Heero a Christmas he'd never forget.

 

The tree had been bought, decorations purchased and lovingly placed upon said tree. Presents now waited beneath the tree, brightly colored paper with ribbons attached all sat in a pile beneath the green boughs.

 

Heero looked again at the pile of presents. Duo said they couldn't be opened until Christmas day, Heero had argued on that one, he wanted to open them now. He couldn't find any logical reason not to. Heero glanced around and then snuck closer to the tree. Duo was in the kitchen finishing off the preparations for their Christmas dinner the following day and would be busy for a for a little while longer.

 

Heero sidled right up to the tree and took another nervous glance around.

 

He was all alone.

 

Good.

 

He dropped to his knees and scanned over the pile of presents scattered around the tree pot. Hands crept forward, picked up a brightly wrapped gift and drew it back. Fingers began to explore, squeeze and play over the paper.

 

"Heero!"

 

"Fuck!" Heero dropped the package and shoved it back towards the others with his foot, hoping Duo hadn't noticed.

 

He was out of luck.

 

"You wouldn't be trying to figure out what's in those gifts, now would you?" Duo asked with a raise of his eyebrow.

 

"Umm... No."

 

"Then what was it doing in your hand?"

 

"Errr... It slipped off the pile and I was just replacing it?" Heero tried imitating Duo's patented 'puppy eyes' look - and failed miserably.

 

"Didn't look like it to me."

"Ummm..."

 

"It looked like you were feeling it up."

 

"Huh?"

 

"I said, it looked like you were feeling the gift up, trying to figure out what was inside." Duo's voice had lowered to a sexy purr and he advanced on Heero.

 

Heero's eyes went wide and he scooted back across the carpet until his back met with the wall. "D - D - Duo?"

 

Duo dropped to his knees and fixed Heero with a look. "I told you before, Heero. No trying to open the packages before Christmas day. And that includes feeling them up. How would you like it if you were the gift and I was feeling you up, hmmm?" Duo reached forth and let his hand slip between Heero's thighs, gently kneading and rubbing against Heero's groin.

 

"Ahhh..." Heero moaned.

 

“How would you like it if someone's hands and fingers were all over you, squeezing and pressing, trying to figure out what was underneath the wrapping?” Duo asked, his voice husky as he accentuated his word by running his hand and fingers over Heero's hardening groin.

 

“I think,” Heero panted, “I think I'd like it.”

 

“Oh, you would, would you?”

 

“I'd like it even better if the wrapping was off,” Heero moaned, all thoughts of presents, Christmas and gifts leaving his mind, only to be replaced by the feeling of Duo's hand against his awakening arousal and the innuendo that was flying around.

 

Duo gave an evil smirk and began to tease Heero. His hand rubbed and brushed against that swelling erection, squeezing and massaging through Heero's jeans. Deft fingers found the zipper and teased it open, the button was flipped and the fabric parted, allowing Duo's hand to slip inside and through the flap of Heero's boxers to the hot, hard length beneath.

 

“I think you need unwrapping, Heero.”

 

Heero simply panted, his eyes glazed with lust as his hormones took his body prisoner and cut all logical thought.

 

Snickering, Duo managed to work Heero's jeans from his hips and down his thighs, tugging at them to remove them completely and pulling Heero prone on the floor at the same time. With the jeans now gone, all that remained was Heero's boxers.

 

They soon became history.

 

Clever fingers roamed over golden skin, teasing with feather touches and exploiting all Heero's known weak spots. Heero moaned and wriggled under the assault, his eyes unfocused as his pleasure grew. Fingers traced along inner thighs, teasingly light as they traced a path towards the erection that curved towards Heero's belly.

 

“Please,” Heero moaned when Duo bypassed his cock in favor of running his fingers over Heero's hip.

 

“Please, what, Heero? What do you want?” Duo's own cock was fully hard by now and becoming quite painful, restricted in his own jeans.

 

“Touch me, make love to me, anything, but stop tormenting me,” Heero panted.

 

With a low chuckle, Duo curled his fingers around Heero's shaft and began to stroke softly. His other hand went to his own jeans and began the task of removing them, not all that easy when you only had the use of one hand. Duo managed though and soon his boxers had followed the same path. Duo continued to stroke Heero's length, enough to tease but not enough to bring his lover off.

 

Duo's other hand joined the first, drifting to cup Heero's sac and roll his testicles around, adding further pleasure to the Japanese man's torment. Fingers were soon on their way again, traveling down to the patch of skin behind Heero's balls and tracing along before dipping into Heero's cleft and rubbing over it. Finding Heero's entrance, Duo's finger paused and began to rub gently, pleased when the muscles started to flex and try to suck him in.

 

“Lube,' Duo whispered softly as he pulled his fingers away from Heero's body, the other man protesting as his pleasure ceased.

 

“Couch cushion,” Heero muttered when Duo's words registered in his hazed mind. While Duo went to retrieve the tube from under the couch cushion, Heero rolled himself into a more comfortable position and spread his legs, hand straying to his cock where it continued to stroke while his eyes watched his lover.

 

Fishing around under the cushion, Duo found the lube and returned to his partner, licking his lips when he spotted Heero's new position. Lying on his back with his legs spread and drawn up slightly, Duo could see all of his lover and the sight turned him on even more. Kicking their discarded jeans and boxers out of the way, Duo snatched a small cushion from the couch and slipped it under Heero's hips, raising them and opening Heero up even more.

 

The tube was opened and slick gel squirted out. Fingers returned to their teasing, spreading the slippery substance along Heero's crevice and thoroughly coating Heero's entrance. One finger slid inside and began the task of loosening Heero's anal muscles.

 

It was sweet torture to Heero, his body responding and eager for more. Duo soon had three fingers inside and Heero began to ride them with abandon, whimpering and begging for more. When Duo's finger found his prostate, Heero cried out in frustration.

 

“Now, Duo! Dammit! Stop teasing, I need you inside,” Heero all but growled.

 

Leaning down, Duo pressed a kiss to Heero's lips to shut him up whilst his free hand groped around for the lube, finding it and squeezing more out to coat his cock with. Once his cock was slick enough, Duo removed his fingers from Heero's passage, and released Heero's lips from the torrid kiss. He grasped his cock at the base and placed the head against Heero's hole. The muscles quivered and then parted as Duo pressed forward.

 

Groaning with the invasion, Heero relaxed and let all of Duo's length slide inside, his body twitching as the familiar hardness filled him, his channel swallowing all of Duo's cock with ease.

 

Once seated, Duo paused for a moment and then began to withdraw, Heero's sheath trying to hold on and keep him inside. A soft smile played over his lips as he watched the various emotions flit over Heero's face. After a few experimental thrusts, easing in and out of Heero's body, Duo felt those powerful muscles relaxing further and he began to establish a rhythm. Hips snapped forward, shoving his cock deep inside only to withdraw almost completely and then plunge back in.

 

Heero was grateful for the cushion under his hips, the force of Duo's thrusts increasing and pushing him against the carpet. If he hadn't had the cushion, Heero knew he'd have serious rug burns!

 

The pleasure began to build for both men, Duo's cock finding Heero's prostate every few strokes and sending the Japanese man into spirals of need and desire. Duo's own pleasure was enhanced each time he struck that special spot as Heero's channel would ripple around his shaft, the strong muscles massaging his cock.

 

Pleasure began to build, both men knowing the inevitable was just around the corner and while desperate for fulfillment, they were both loathe to get there. Duo's hand found Heero's cock and began to pump, an urgency in his strokes as his own orgasm hovered on the fringe of consciousness.

 

The heat was building in Heero's gut, pleasure intensifying with each stroke of Duo's cock inside and each tug to his swollen dick.

 

It all became too much for Duo and with a keening cry, he gave into his body's demands and let his climax take him. The fire tore through him, heating his blood and exploding from the slit in his cock head to be swallowed by Heero's sheath. His toes curled with the intensity as the pleasure washed through him. Somehow he managed to keep stroking Heero's shaft as he was consumed by the weight of his climax.

 

The heat of Duo's seed exploded inside Heero's channel and struck the man's prostate, the extra stimulation sending Heero into his own orgasm. Duo's hand still worked his length as his balls drew tight and the heat of his orgasm began to consume him. Milky fluid spilled out as Heero found his release, the sticky fluid spurting to coat Duo's hand and Heero's belly.

 

Happily sated, Duo slumped against Heero, breathing heavily. Heero squirmed a bit, dislodging Duo who rolled to the side, his flaccid cock slipping from inside Heero's channel. Heero rolled to his side and wrapped his arms around his lover, neither man speaking, opting to just lie together and enjoy the afterglow.

 

The clock on the wall chimed, announcing the hour of midnight and Duo stirred slightly. He cracked open an eye and noted the time. With a soft smile he raised himself up a little and pressed a gentle kiss to Heero's lips. “Merry Christmas, Heero.”

 

“Mmm. Merry Christmas, Duo,” Heero replied and lay motionless for a couple of seconds before his mind kick started. “Christmas?” he said, eyes wide.

 

“Yup. The clock just struck midnight.”

 

“Then that means it's Christmas day?”

 

“Yes, Heero. It's Christmas day,” Duo chuckled.

 

“Great!” Heero began to squirm and wriggle, trying to get to his feet.

 

“Heero?” Duo couldn't figure out what was going on, usually they lay together for a while after enjoying sex and then got cleaned up, but Heero was scrambling away from him.

 

“It's Christmas day, Duo,” Heero said.

 

“I just said that, Heero.” Duo was even more confused.

 

Heero made a beeline for the tree, completely ignoring his half dressed state, the fact that his belly was covered in semen and Duo's come was leaking out of his ass. With a broad smile on his face, Heero reached underneath the tree and grabbed a present.

 

“It's Christmas day so we can open our presents now,” Heero enthused as he passed Duo a gift and settled with his own, paper and colored string being pulled off.

 

Duo just shook his head and laughed, the sweet innocence of his partner and lover touched his heart. No one would believe the former terrorist could be so child like in his wonder and innocence over Christmas. Duo could though; the evidence was right in front of him.

 

~ Owari ~