Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gundam Wing Hentai ❯ Lost ( Chapter 21 )

Lost

 

Gundam Wing Hentai #21

 

Pairings: 1x2, 4+1

Warnings: Sap, AU, OOC, supernatural, death (but don't let that scare you, it's not as bad as it sounds), bittersweet, PWP, angst.

Summary: Heero and Duo reminisce about their relationship and finally take that last step.

 

`Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!' Heero thought as he ran into the school yard. He was thirty minutes late all because he had totally forgotten to set his alarm.

“Yo, Heero!” Heero spun around as he heard his boyfriend's voice, “school's already started, ya know.” Heero snorted.

“No, duh, baka.” Duo turned with a smirk and ran behind the school.

“Maxwell! Get over here! Aw, hell,” he ran after him. School had already started, so why not? He finally caught up to him.

“Duo, we have assembly today.”

“Who cares?” Duo huffed, “it doesn't matter if we go or not.”

“Duo,” Heero sighed. Usually his boyfriend wasn't this… bitchy. “Besides,” Duo leaned in and kissed him. Heero grabbed his hand and looked at the glittering ring on his ring finger. A simple gold band with a faux red jewel.

“The most important moment of my life,” Duo murmured. Heero looked away in embarrassment.

“It's just a dumb fake ring I got you at the carnival.” Duo smiled sadly.

“That was the day you told me you loved me. And… it was the day that I told you my feelings as well.” Heero looked alarmed as Duo started to cry.

“Until that day… I was never confident. I mean… I never knew you were gay and I thought that I would disgust you,” he began to sob, “we've been friends since we were two and, god! I'm such a coward! I still am… I could never say it until I knew for sure that you liked me, too. I'm sorry for being this way!” Duo hugged him tightly, his tears wetting Heero's shirt.

“Why are you apologizing?!” Heero asked, alarmed. `Did he cheat on me? Is he breaking up with me?!' Heero thought stupidly. “Quit acting so weird!” `But when has Duo not been weird?' Heero blushed as he realized that Duo's body was completely molded against his. `Oh, god, please don't let him feel my hard on.' Despite having dated for the last two years, neither had taken that last step into a sexual relationship.

“You're thinking dirty thoughts, aren't you,” Duo murmured against Heero's shirt. Heero choked.

“N-no! I-,”

“Do you want to have sex?” Duo looked up at him.

“I…”

“Then let's do it!” Duo smirked and tugged off his shirt. Heero choked again, was on Duo in a second, pressing his lips against his. He made quick work of both their clothes, not really caring that they were on school grounds. Everyone was still in assembly. They didn't have any lube, but Duo licked Heero's cock until it was glistening. Heero had to use every once of strength he had to not cum all over Duo's face. They were both inexperienced and didn't last long. Duo straddled Heero and sat down on his cock, hissing at the odd sensations of pain and pleasure. But, as Heero started to move him deep inside, the pain quickly disappeared into just pleasure. It was so overwhelming… Heero gripped at Duo's hips as they moved together, trying hard not to leave bruises, but in the end, he just did not care as Duo's warmth clenched at him. Their orgasms ripped through them and they both screamed in collective gasps. They laced their fingers together and Duo's silhouette was all Heero could see as his vision grayed slightly at the force of climax. They both collapsed together in a sweaty pile of limbs.

 

Heero, his hands clenched, tried to convince Duo to come with him to the rest of the morning assembly, but Duo was just too stubborn.

“Heero, it's just not worth my time right now, ok? I'll see you latter, though!” Heero sighed, but let Duo go. He was his lover, not his father. He raced to the auditorium and got there as the last announcement was being read by their principal.

 

“I also have something of great importance to announce. I'm sure you will be hearing about it all this week, but on his way to school this morning, Duo Maxwell, grade 10, was struck by a car. He passed away instantly.” Heero felt cold, numb tears track down his cheeks.

`He passed away,' those words echoed throughout him.

“Everyone remember and pray for him.” The rest of the assembly faded away into white noise. Heero uncurled his fist. In the palm of his hand was a simple ring; a gold band with a fake red jewel. Heero crumpled to the ground, sobbing with the finality of that cold, metal ring burning into his skin.

 

 

 

Heero glanced over at the desk to his right which was covered in flowers and various other tokens. It was a week and it was impossible to imagine that Duo was dead. Heero gripped the ring that was hanging from a chain around his neck. Of course, it was even more impossible for Heero since the other boy had never left!

Heero growled under his breath as Duo poked him over and over as he tried to pay attention to the teacher.

“Oi, oi, Hee-chan! Don't fall asleep!” Heero shuddered as the ghost `touched' him and goose bumps popped up on his arms. It was so annoying being teased by someone who could talk to him, but he couldn't talk back; at least not without looking insane. Apparently Duo could read his thoughts, but it was much more satisfying yelling at him then thinking at him.

“Ya know,” Duo drawled lazily, floating around Heero. Heero was amazed at how Duo looked exactly the same. He wasn't even see-through! “I can look at someone else's work.”

`Must be nice being a ghost! No tests to worry about!' Heero thought angrily.

“Meeeean! I'm worried about you,” Duo pouted.

`If you're so worried,' Heero thought sarcastically, `stop showing up at my house naked!' What amazed Heero the most about all of this was that Duo could move through any solid object, yet when they had sex, he felt just as solid as a living person. Also, he didn't feel a bit weird about making love with a dead person. It was Duo and that was all it was.

“You were happy about that,” Duo muttered indignantly. Heero blushed. Quatre Winner, one of Duo's friends that had taken his death extra hard, stared at him. Duo finally huffed and Heero's pencil started to move on it's one. Heero shifted his body so no one could see Duo's antics. He jolted as he felt Duo's hand phase through his pants to grip his cock. Suddenly, everyone's eyes were on him. Heero's face burned with shame, even as his cock throbbed through his pants as Duo continued to stroke it.

“You have energy after all,” Duo grinned, giving Heero's cock an extra squeeze as everyone went about their business as though nothing had happened.

`Guys get like this sometimes, that's all… Hey!' Heero almost cried out as Duo phased again and deep throated him even as his pants staid perfect. Heero gritted his teeth, not even realizing that Quatre was still watching him. It was so hard to just sit here and pretend that the love of his life wasn't sucking on his penis like it was the best thing since milk chocolate pocky. Shit, he could even feel Duo's saliva on him. This was just so weird… he was getting a blowjob from his dead boyfriend's ghost and he was totally ok with it. Duo turned around and slid onto Heero's cock. The sound of Duo's moans and cries where Heero could only grit his teeth and try to hide the wet spot that was quickly spreading through his pants. How was this even possible, he was fucking through his pants and all he wanted to do was scream to the whole class how good it felt. He felt so guilty, the rest of the class was still mourning Duo's death and he couldn't even do that because Duo had decided to haunt him and only him. It hit him then as he came into his boxers, just how much Duo loved him, to come back from the dead and become a ghost, just cause he couldn't leave him.

“I think that the reason I'm here is that so I'm able to love you.” Duo had told him once. And as Duo tossed his head back in orgasm, his long, loose, cinnamon hair floating around them, as Heero could almost swear that he could feel those individual stands slide against his neck, as the glass window next to them cracked and people screamed, Heero knew that all of that was true. Duo's love was so strong, he had beaten death.

 

Quatre lay in his bed, tears staining his cheeks. He clutched photos to his chest.

`Oh, Duo! Why did you have to leave! And here I am, pining after your boyfriend. Some best friend I am!'

“Hey!” Quatre's head shot up as he heard the familiar voice.

“DUO?!” Duo giggled as he stood next to Quatre's bed. Common sense flew from Quatre as he glomped his best friend.

“Duo you're alive!” He did not even think of how Duo had gotten into his house, let alone how he was here at all. Suddenly, he fell through Duo.

“Um, not really, Quatre.”

“Duo,” Quatre sobbed, looking up at his dead friend who was now floating in midair. Holy shit, Duo really was dead! Duo patted Quatre's cheek sadly. Quatre marveled at how solid the other boy was.

“Don't worry, Quat. I am extremely happy with my life. It was short… but every second I spent with Heero was like a year. But,” Duo sighed, “there's something I have to say.” He sighed again at Quatre's questioning gaze. “You like Heero,” he ignored Quatre's sputtering, “and he likes you, too. And, once he gets over my death, I'm sure he'll be able to tell you how he feels. This week… was so wonderful. It was a dream come true. But Heero deserves someone alive. Someone like you.” Duo grinned at Quatre's sad expression. “Besides, I'm sure that once you two die, we can have kinky orgies in heaven!” Quatre smiled.

“Same old Duo,” he murmured.

“I guess what I'm saying is… please help Heero. He'd never admit to it, but he is having a hard time with my death. Sure, we still have sex, but it's not the same, you know? Oh, and get rid of those pictures, it's just depressing! And tell Heero not to worry, I took the ring, he did give it to me, after all.” Duo smirked, then vanished. Quatre looked down at the pictures. They were of Duo's funeral. Each picture was of Heero and next to his shoulder was a bright white light that seemed to follow him everywhere…

 

After that day, Heero never saw Duo again, but with Quatre at his side, he was able to get through the hardest days, even if every now and then he had to look over his shoulder to reassure himself that Duo wasn't there, his own guardian angel…

 

 

 

 

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