Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Gundam Wing Hentai ❯ High School Days ( Chapter 38 )

High School Days

 

Gundam Wing Hentai #38

 

Author's notes: The plot was just supposed to be Duo and Heero having sex in a principal's office, but damn did this get out of control.

Warnings: a little bit of angst (ok, maybe quite a bit), OOC, PWP, masturbation, bondage.

Pairings: 1x2

Summary: It's been a year since Heero and Duo had a fight that made Duo quit the Preventers, but Duo's about to be surprised when Heero suddenly shows up at the school he is teaching at.

 

 

“What the fuck is wrong with you?!”

“Don't talk to me like that, Heero.”

“You're so irresponsible! Shit, you're like a little child!”

“I did what I had to!”

“You ran into a lethal situation without S.W.A.T.! That place could have been rigged with traps! I know I always call you a baka, but I never thought that even you could be that stupid!”

“Quatre was in danger! We didn't have time to wait another ten minutes for the team!”

“If you're so concerned about him, than why don't you go fuck him!”

“Oh, that's real mature, Heero! You call me a child! I am so sick of your possessive behavior! I'm not an object that you own!”

“You're my lover! And yet you walk around like some cheap slut…”

“What?! Is that what you really think?! Yeah, Heero, I'm your lover, your partner, not your whore! I can wear what I want, go where I want, I don't need your fucking permission! I want my lover, not a keeper!”

“If I didn't keep you, you'd be dead right now! The rules are there for a reason, Duo!”

“This isn't about that mission anymore, is it? I love you, Heero, I love you so much, please don't do this to us. I said I was sorry for scaring you. Why are you doing this? *sob* please… Heero…”

“Fuck love! Dammit, I'm so sick of watching your back. I wish you had died on that mission.”

“… Alright, Heero, if that's what you want…”

 

Duo blinked his eyes open blearily as he wrestled his way out of his dream. He rubbed at his eye with the back of his hand and stared at the wetness that had spread there. He had been crying again. Would the tears never stop? It had been a year since he had last seen his lover, but every night he cried himself to sleep and every night he was haunted by his memories. His gaze traveled from the moist back to his hand to his thin wrist. He had lost a bit weight lately. At first, just trying to find a job had occupied his thoughts, but as soon as he had steady income again, he only had his thoughts and the darkness. Eating wasn't the joy it had been, it just felt so… mechanical. He knew the signs of depression, but he didn't care. With a finger he traced the deep scar that ran from his forearm to his wrist along the vein.

“I'm sorry, Heero,” he said with a dark smile, “I guess failed again, huh?” His eyes moved back up to his hand to the ring on his fourth finger. He rubbed his thumb against the gold band. It was a year, so why couldn't he take it off? Why did the mere thought of doing so hurt so much? He wrapped his arms around himself. He felt so cold.

“Heero,” he sobbed.

 

The thought that it was Friday gave him no comfort. As far as he was concerned, it was just another day. Soon, the weekend would be upon him and he would not have his students to keep his dark memories at bay. He supposed that the other Gundam Pilots would laugh if they found out that the former God of Death had become a high school teacher. A year ago, Wufei, Heero, Trowa, and Duo had been working for Preventers. Heero and Duo had been seeing each other on and off during the war and as soon as it had ended, their relationship had become a very serious thing. Gay marriage wasn't allowed where they lived, but they had as real of a ceremony as they could have. It seemed so silly now, but back then it had been important. Duo sighed. He had been so happy then. Heero had always had a possessive personality and when Duo was involved, it was especially bad. Duo loved Heero, but he also needed his independence, so they had clashed many times. Since they were dating, Heero didn't see the need for Duo to wear tight clothes or hang out with guys that Heero didn't know, but Duo had friends outside of the Gundam Pilot circle and Heero didn't, but he refused to follow Heero's annoying rules just because he was jealous. Then, the incident last year had happened. Quatre and some other WEI members had been kidnapped by some radical group and it fallen to Heero, Duo, and Wufei to get them back. The kidnappers had ordered negotiations within two hours of the time they had broadcast their demands, threatening to kill off one hostage for every five minutes that Preventers tried to stall. They had been indiscriminate of the people they had killed. The three of them had gotten to the scene twenty minutes before S.W.A.T. It was procedure that no agent was to walk into a scene before it had been checked for bombs, they were already past their deadline and three people had been killed. Quatre was Duo's best friend and he had refused to just sit around while he was in trouble. Duo had wanted to go in, Heero had wanted to wait, and Wufei had been torn between his duty to the Preventers and his duty to justice. Duo had stormed in against Heero's wishes. In the end, the mission had gone fairly well and no one had been hurt besides the three dead hostages. When they had gotten back to headquarters, Duo had been commended for thinking on his feet and his dedication to saving lives and Heero and Wufei had been reprimanded for doing nothing while innocent civilians had been threatened. In between the reprimand from Une and Duo putting himself in harm's way, Heero had been furious. They had fought, terrible things had been said, and Duo had fled. After all of the things that Heero had said to him, Duo realized that his lover didn't want to be with him anymore and the strain of seeing the man he loved at work all the time would have been too much of a strain on him. He felt bad about leaving his friends behind, but after months of escalating fights, plus the fight they had had after the mission, Duo couldn't take anymore. It had been hard at first, but now he had a job at high school on Earth in Illinois. It was a small, quiet town and Duo was grateful for the peace. His kids were mostly good and honest, there were no gangs and only a few incidents of bullying. It felt like an extended vacation. Still, without Heero, he felt like he was rotting away. He held a secret fantasy deep in his heart in which Heero would show up, sweep him into his arms and apologize for everything he had said and done. But, even Heero was sorry, he wasn't the type to fly all the way to Earth just to say he was sorry. He was more the type to brood than admit that he was wrong. Was this really the life he wanted? He felt like he was wasting away, hiding from the world. But he was just too… wounded. What he really wanted to do was hide in cabin somewhere and drink himself to oblivion. He had tried doing that at first, but guilt was a nasty thing and he realized that if he was going to wallow in depression, at the very least he could do some good.

 

Today was going to be one of those days, he decided. He only had a button up, white shirt and a pair of black slacks left that were clean. He would have to do laundry when he got back. Breakfast was a lack luster affair of toast with strawberry jam and the last of the milk, only half of a glass. He spent twenty minutes hunting up his car keys, which turned out to still be in his jacket pocket from yesterday, and by the time he had gotten to school, he had had to deal with the horrors of traffic. With only morning talk shows on the radio at those hours, he had nothing to do but think.

Why did people have to hurt each other, he wondered. Why had Heero said those awful things? Either he truly believed them or he had just said so to hurt him. He didn't know what was worse. Still, why would Heero want to hurt him? Had he really been in a bad relationship and had just never seen it? Things had started out so great, but in between Heero's temper and Duo's stubbornness… maybe they had been a terrible couple. Maybe it had been a good thing that they had broken it off before too much damage had been done. No matter what he thought, though, he knew that he could never start dating again. He still loved Heero, even through the tears and screaming, and he thought that he always would. He was just so sick of being in pain. Why couldn't he move on? Why couldn't he just let Heero go? He wondered what Heero was doing now. He had said goodbye so easily, Duo wondered if Heero had just been waiting for a chance to break up or if it had been spontaneous. He tried to stop those thoughts. If he kept down that road, he would start to wonder if the reason Heero had fought with him so much was because he had another lover that he wanted to be with. If he went down that road, he would start to wonder if Heero had ever felt anything for him at all, or if he had just been a convenience. When he really thought about it, he realized that he had been the only one to confess his feelings. That was how it had all started, but Heero had not once admitted to any affection, even friendship. He shook his head as he parked in his reserve spot. He couldn't afford to think about those things now. What difference did it make anyway? He and Heero weren't a couple anymore and they never would be again. Heero had made that perfectly clear when he had admitted that he had wished that Duo was dead. Just thinking about what ifs would drive him crazy.

 

He was already running a little late. Class hadn't started, but Duo liked to arrive early to get all of his stuff in order. So, when the principal approached him with some important matter, at the same time that he was concerned, he was also annoyed. He hoped that whatever the principal wanted wouldn't take too long, he had never been late to a class before and he wouldn't start now.

“Mr. Maxwell!” Principal Stuart greeted him with a happy, yet somehow nervous smile.

“Principal Stuart, what do you need from me?” He asked as the man approached him. He wanted whatever this was to be over with as soon as possible. Stuart, looking more nervous by the minute, brushed the back of his hand over his forehead.

“Well, there's a man here about the recent string of bomb threats…”

Duo sighed. He loved how peaceful this school was, but it was a high school and some things happen at all high schools, no matter how peaceful they are. One of those things was bomb threats. According to his fellow teachers, there was one every year, but this year must have been really bad if the cops sent someone to investigate.

“This man is asking to talk to all of the teachers and since you're class has access to the chem. Lab; he wants to talk to you first, to see if you've seen something.”

Duo sighed again.

“I really haven't,” he said, “my kids are good kids, they wouldn't steal chemicals or anything like that, but I'll go talk to the guy anyway.”

Stuart nodded.

“I'll send a substitute to your class. He's in my office waiting for you.”

Duo sighed for the third time, more heavily and suffering this time. This had to be bad if the Principal thought that he would miss class for it. He walked to the Principal's office and walked in with a heavy heart.

“Look, I don't know who you think you are, but this had better be good if I have to miss a class for it,” Duo stopped suddenly and his mouth went dry. The door clicked closed behind him. The figure leaning against the heavy desk started to walk towards him. Duo opened his mouth, but no words would come. His heart pounded and his chest tightened at the sight of the man.

“Hi, Duo,” Heero said, “you look good…,” his eyes moved over Duo's body in familiar way that made Duo blush, “really, really good.”

Duo swallowed. He tried to remind himself that this was the man that had broken his heart, but it was hard. In the year that they had been apart, Heero hadn't changed and that fact was wreaking havoc with his hormones. His messy brown hair fell into his lovely blue eyes and his form was muscular and incredibly sexy in his Preventers' uniform. It took every ounce of self control he had not to kiss him right there in the office. Finally, Duo's brain came back to him. This was a high school, not an embassy! What the hell was Preventers doing here?! Heero took a step towards him and Duo realized that he could smell him. He felt something deep inside of him clench in need. Duo took a step back and felt the door behind him. He stood stiffly at his full height, but next to Heero he didn't feel intimidating at all. Heero still had the ability to turn him inside out and make him feel vulnerable.

“What the hell are you doing here?” He demanded. Heero took another step closer.

“I needed to see you,” he said. Duo snorted.

“It's been a year, get over it,” he snapped and grabbed the door handle, ready to run.

“I'm not doing this anymore. It hurts too much and I'm too fucking sick of it,” Duo said, opening the door behind him. Heero slammed his hands next to Duo's head and closed the door, leaning against it to keep it closed and keeping his hands on either side of Duo's head to keep him there.

“Heero, what the fuck?!” Duo yelled, trying to push Heero away from him, but he wouldn't budge. Heero leaned in and pressed his cheek against Duo's. Duo choked at the feeling of Heero's skin on his and gasped as he felt Heero trail his left hand down his shirt, feeling his stomach through the cloth. Heero took a deep breath and nuzzled Duo's neck.

“You smell so good,” Heero said, pressing his hand against Duo's stomach and turning the feathery touch into something more solid. “You feel good, too.” He saw with some triumph that Duo's pants were starting to bulge. He wondered how hard he could get him if just a simple touch had turned him on so much. But then, talking had been the hard thing, sex they had always been good at. It had been too long since he had touched his lover. A whole bloody year, that was too long for anyone.

“Stop it!” Duo snapped and Heero jerked off of him as though he had been burned, looking at Duo with wide, hurt eyes. Duo hated that look. It was the look of a child who desperately needed something. He had always had trouble saying no to that look, but he wasn't going to let Heero bully him. He still loved Heero, but he knew that this was a mistake. Heero had hurt him once and he would just hurt him again.

“Why are you here, Heero? Why the hell did you use my job against me?! You're a bastard, you know that!”

“Yeah, that I am,” Heero said dejectedly. Duo was taken back at the self hatred in his tone.

“You heard there was a bomb threat here so you, what? You decided that you could use that to trick me into one last fuck?” Duo hissed. Heero shook his head.

“No! I mean… I would like… shit!” Heero ran a hand through his hair in a nervous gesture that Duo loved. HAD loved, he told himself. No, he still loved it, but that didn't mean anything anymore. “I just missed you. I had to see you. It's been a year, Duo.”

Duo tilted his head to the side and looked off into space.

“You should have thought about that before you told me that you wished I was dead.”

Heero moaned in some great pain and grabbed Duo's wrist. Duo gasped as Heero yanked down his sleeve and took a good look at the nasty scar on his wrist.

“Then it's true,” he said in a small, scared voice, “I knew something was wrong. Right after you quit, you disappeared. Then, a week later, Quatre and Trowa disappeared for a month and when they came back, they acted as though I was scum. Then, two months ago, Trowa said that might as well have killed you… You…” Heero seemed to struggle with his words.

“I tried to kill myself,” Duo said plainly, finishing Heero's sentences. Heero made another small pained sound.

“I spent a week mulling over your words and mourning you. I blamed myself for everything and I was in too much pain. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore. I had been thinking about killing myself all that time, to give you what you wanted. It was all I could think about, but it had started as an accident. I caught myself in the mirror, and I disgusted myself. I just sort of punched my reflection and when I saw the shards, I got this idea in my head. I slit my wrist. It was pretty automatic, actually. If I hadn't made such a racket breaking the mirror, if I hadn't decided to live in an apartment on the first floor, I probably would have gotten away with it. And yeah, Trowa and Quatre should up as soon as they heard. They were really sweet about it,” Duo finished, trying to get some sort of reign on his emotions. Heero's eyes burned into him and his fists were clenched.

“I almost lost you,” he murmured guiltily.

“You told me that wished I had died. I thought that that was what you wanted.”

“No!” Heero yelled, “I was pissed! I didn't mean to say that!”

Duo eyed him angrily.

“What are you saying, Heero? You here out of guilt? Well, I don't forgive you. You hurt me, not because of the things you said, but because you were the one who said them. If Quatre had said them, I would have been pretty mad, but I wouldn't have felt like my fucking heart had been torn out!” Now Duo was the one screaming. Heero grabbed his shoulders in a tight grip.

“I'm sorry, I'm so sorry…”

Duo blinked at him. The great, impenetrable Heero Yuy was apologizing for something?

“Are you saying that you were wrong?” He asked with wide eyes.

“Yes,” Heero whispered, “I was so wrong.”

Duo just stared at him. Heero had changed so much in just a year. The Heero he had known never would have apologized. He never would have tried to hunt him down, either, his pride wouldn't have let him. Hope, ugly and nasty blossomed deep in his heart.

“Then why, Heero?” He asked. A part of him told him that this was a bad idea. Was he really having this conversation with Heero? Heero was sincere, he knew that. But just because he was sorry didn't mean he wouldn't try to hurt him again.

“I was scared. I thought you were leaving me,” Heero admitted. Duo raised an eyebrow at that.

“You're so beautiful. When I see you dressed up, I think that some guy's going to come around, someone better than me, and sweep you off your feet. And when you ran into that building after Quatre, I wondered if you would do the same for me. I wondered why you were so eager to leave me. That hurt and I wanted to hurt you just as badly. That was wrong of me and I'm sorry.”

Duo took a deep breath, having a hard time believing what Heero had just said.

“I'm not beautiful, Heero.”

“Yes, you are.”

Duo smirked, glad to see that Heero's stubborn streak hadn't changed.

“If at any point in our relationship that I stopped loving you and actually considered going with someone else, I would have told you. I'm not a slut, Heero and if you ever call me that again, I'll punch you.”

Heero nodded.

“I never meant that, I knew that you would be pissed if I called you that.”

“I'm a soldier, Heero and Quatre's my best friend. I love you, but I have duties just like the rest of us. The only difference, is if I had to make a choice between dying and failing a mission, I'll fail, not because I'm afraid of dying, but because I would never do that to you. I understood the risks and I realized that I could get out in one piece. But, if Quatre had died because I had hesitated… Heero, I just couldn't live with that.”

Heero bit his lip. He remembered what Duo's conscience was like.

“But what hurt the most, Heero, was that you didn't trust me to do my job. I'm not a child and I'm not your whore. I was your lover, but you treated me like property. And if you've come back to try to restart a relationship, you're wasting your time.”

“I didn't,” Heero said sadly, “I just wanted to say I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you that much. I was just scared. I've never been in a relationship before and I acted badly. I know that you're not going to want to be with me.”

“And how do you know that?” Duo asked, interested. In the past, Heero would have tried to bully him into coming back with him. He was starting to like this new Heero. He had loved the old Heero, but this one was still the same person, he just wasn't so bull headed.

“My shrink told me.”

Duo laughed.

“You have a shrink?!”

Heero nodded.

“Quatre and Trowa talked to me about what I had done and I realized I needed help to get my issues in order. What I did to you is not normal. Quatre told me that normal people talk things out, not scream at each other all the time. My therapist… she told me that I shouldn't find you at all, that you were badly hurt and that seeing me again could do permanent damage. I hope that that's not the case, because I still love you, Duo, and I don't want to hurt you anymore.”

Duo froze, leaning against the door heavily.

“You never told me that before.”

“I know.”

Duo eyed him. He loved Heero so much… Heero's therapist had really hit home. Seeing him again was doing things to his mind. Was he really thinking about letting Heero back into his life? But, he was doing therapy, so that meant that he was serious about changing, right?

Duo sighed.

“I can't believe I'm saying this, but… are you serious?”

Heero nodded enthusiastically.

“Yes! I love you.”

“And you're sorry?”

“Very much so.”

“How do I know that you won't do it again?”

“You don't,” Heero said, “all I can tell you is that when you left, I felt like dying and I'd rather drink rat poison than go through that again. I never want to see that resigned look on your face ever again.”

Duo smiled weakly. At least Heero was honest about it. That was what Duo needed right now, honesty, not a bunch of pretty lies.

“I missed you, too, Hee-chan,” Duo said, deliberately using his old pet name for his ex-lover. Heero's smile was brilliant.

“You mean it?!”

Duo nodded.

“I'll give you one more chance, but just one more! You do more stupid shit, and that's it, no matter how many times you apologize I'm giving up on you.” Duo neglected to mention that he didn't have the emotional strength to go through another break up.

Heero nearly tackled him, pressing his lips to Duo's. Duo groaned as he felt Heero's lips moving against his. Their first kiss in a year was sweet and gentle, though Duo could tell that Heero wanted to be rougher, this was also pretty nice.

“We always were good at this,” Heero murmured as they broke apart, “I just wish that we had been as good at the other stuff as well.”

Duo hummed the affirmative, still a little bit shocked at the way his day was going. For all of Heero's submissiveness while saying that he was sorry, as soon as sex was involved, it was like a switch was thrown and Heero was forceful, but still kind of sweet. Heero ran a finger along one of the buttons of Duo's shirt.

“I really like this look on you,” he said, rubbing his thumb against the circular piece of plastic. Duo squirmed against the door. Heero hadn't even touched him, but he felt like he was on fire. In the year that Heero hadn't been with him, he hadn't touched anyone this way, he just didn't have it in him and he was sure that it showed in his vulnerability to Heero's ministrations now. Heero leaned in to kiss him again, but this time it was more like Heero had been before, strong and hot and cream in your pants sexy. Heero dipped his strong tongue into Duo's mouth and tasted him, moaning at the feeling of the alien, yet so familiar cavern. He swirled his tongue around Duo's, glad when the other boy joined in the dance and they sucked on each other. As they pulled away, they were panting, and a thin string of saliva followed them as they moved apart.

“You sure you want to do it in here?” Heero asked. Duo was again startled by the slight changes in him. Before, if Heero had been in the mood, he would have taken complete control and there would be nothing Duo could say to change his mind. He nodded.

“I want this, besides, we won't be disturbed.”

Heero brushed back a lock of hair that had gotten loose from Duo's braid.

“I love this part of you. No one else has ever seen you like this,” Heero murmured, making Duo blush. They wrapped their arms around each other and shared another kiss, just glad to be this close to one another once again. Had he really been thinking of pushing Heero away, Duo thought. How could he have? This was all that he had ever wanted.

“Up on the desk,” Heero whispered in Duo's ear, making him shudder as he felt Heero's breath on his skin. Heero moved away to give Duo room to move and Duo sat on the desk, his legs folded underneath him.

“Take off your pants,” Heero said as he looked under the desk for something. Duo smiled to himself. He loved it when Heero ordered him around during sex. He unbuttoned and slid off his slacks, but left on his black underwear since Heero hadn't told him to get naked yet. Heero must have found whatever he was looking for, because Duo could feel his heat at his back. He shuddered when Heero's large hands gripped his arms and tugged them behind his back. He gasped when he felt rope being looped around both of his arms and Heero secured them by making an `X' with the ropes at his back, making a large knot in the middle and letting the long, remaining ends of the rope dangle down. The rope only tied up his upper arms and he could still move his lower arms and hands.

“Tell me to untie you and I will,” Heero said in his ear, rubbing his knuckles against Duo's clothed back. Duo nodded. He knew how much Heero loved him tied up, he just hadn't thought that Heero would have had rope in his bag or that he would dare to do that now.

“Now you can't run away from me,” Heero hissed, wrapping the ends of the rope around each of Duo's wrist and tying the ends to the knot in the middle of the crisscrossed rope at his back. Duo could tell that he was half joking and half serious with that remark. It was exciting giving over his control, but at the same time, he knew that Heero really was afraid that he would run off again. Of course, he hadn't exactly told Heero that he was quitting the Preventers and moving to Earth. He could feel the desperation of Heero's moves, especially when he had tied up his wrists and he had run his thumb over the scar on his wrist. He tugged at his bindings. His hands were dangling from the middle of his back, a few inches of slack connecting them to the crossed ropes holding his arms. It was a comfortable position, but Duo knew from experience that Heero wasn't going to tie him up in a way that he would be able to get out of himself. Heero was in complete control, but Duo found that he trusted him, even after everything that he had put him through.

Heero got up behind him on the desk, Duo could feel the heat from his chest on his arms as he leaned against him and he squeezed his eyes shut. It felt so good, having Heero back, smelling him mingled with the feeling of need coursing through his blood. Heero reached around him and slowly unbuttoned Duo's top, letting his fingers explore Duo's upper form instead of his eyes. His long fingers pressed against his stomach, chest, and sides, feeling every inch as though he had forgotten and needed to be reminded of how Duo looked. His hands traveled up his chest, feeling Duo's soft skin and hard muscles. Duo gasped out loud as he felt Heero touch his nipples. It was just a light flick of his fingertips, but it felt so good. He gave out a keening wail as Heero rolled the soft nubs in between his fingers, making sparks of pleasure shoot through Duo's chest to his groin. Duo groaned at Heero's relentless teasing as he pinched and rubbed at the sensitive skin, making them peaked and hard. Duo panted and squirmed against Heero. He knew those skillful fingers well. Heero squeezed one nub between his first finger and thumb and swept over the constrained tip with his other fingers, then gave the other nipple the same treatment. He licked his lips at the sound of Duo's cries. He had missed the sound of his lover's voice as he played with his body and Duo was even more responsive now than the last time they had fucked. He wondered how quickly he could make him cum. Duo had said that they wouldn't be bothered, but Heero wanted more time to play with him.

“You still enjoy getting tied up. You've gotten hard so easily,” Heero teased, rubbing his knee against Duo's hardness and holding him by his nipples as the boy squirmed and cried. He laid him gently on the desk on his back and straddled his hips. Duo felt the hard wood of the desk dig into his trapped arms, but as Heero leaned over him and Duo felt overwhelmed by his very presence, he didn't care about the little discomforts. Heero gave one last flick of his thumbs against Duo's hard nipples, then leaned down and replaced his hands with his tongue. Duo squeezed his eyes shut and moaned as he felt Heero's agile tongue lick at his sensitive nipples.

“Feels so good,” he groaned. Heero smirked and wrapped his lips around the left nipple and sucked lightly, circling his tongue around the flesh, then sucking hard before popping the sweet skin out of his mouth. Duo tasted salty from his sweat and his skin was so soft to taste. The other boy was almost unbearable hot and Heero found that it wasn't just Duo who had become needier over their one year absence. He wanted to feel every inch of him over and over again.

“Spread your legs,” he demanded. He smirked as Duo did so automatically. Duo's black underwear was stretched by his impressive erection. Heero plucked at the thin fabric and drew it away from him to the side so he could look at him. He was beautiful. His asshole looked tight, and Heero was delighted to know that Duo hadn't had any lovers except him. He could have. They had broken up and he had been far away from him, but he hadn't. He would be tight and he would have to be careful. Duo's dick was already fully hard and starting to weep with precum.

“Your body is so sexy,” Heero said as he nuzzled Duo's tight balls with his nose. Duo gasped.

“D-don't touch there!” He cried, looking down at Heero's head as he ignored his please and ran his tongue over one of his testicles.

“Oh, shit!” Duo cried, tossing his head back. That had felt far too good! He felt Heero's hands on his inner thighs, telling him through touch to keep his legs spread wide. He heard the sound of a cap being screwed off and a familiar scent came to him, but as Heero started to lick at his hard cock, it took all of his strength to not jerk in pleasure. He had forgotten how good it felt to have Heero pleasure him there. He gasped as he felt a slick finger start to slip inside of him.

“Heero!” He cried. He squirmed as Heero started to move the slender digit in and out of his hole.

“Too much?” Heero asked, studying his lover's face in concern. Duo's face was deeply flushed and screwed up in desire. He was about two steps to being completely out of it. Duo shook his head frantically.

“No, more, please!” Duo begged. Heero took that as all the admittance that he needed and slid in another finger. His prediction was right, Duo was very tight, but his passage was slowly stretching with his fingers and he was pleasantly hot inside. Heero had never forgotten just how soft Duo was, but what he had remembered hadn't done the reality justice and his cock twitched in anticipation. It only took a few minutes of thrusting and sliding and stretching before Duo was ready for the third of Heero's fingers and by then he was writhing on the hard desk and begging incoherently. Heero gripped Duo's hard dick with his other hand, pumping the organ lovingly as it twitched in his fist.

“You're so hard, baby.”

Duo shook his head in denial.

“No… just feels so good…”

Duo blinked in shock as Heero suddenly rolled him off of the desk and had him crouch on the floor as he sat in front of him on the desk chair. He watched with heavily lidded eyes as Heero took off his belt, unbuttoned, and unzipped his pants, taking out his engorged cock. Duo licked his lips as he saw the large organ, red and dripping with need. Heero placed a gentle hand on the back of Duo's head, stroking his silky hair.

“I want to feel your mouth on me again,” Heero said, gripping his cock and pressing it against Duo's lips. Duo smelled the deep, musky scent of Heero and ran his tongue over the head of his dick. Heero moaned as he felt Duo work his cock into his mouth. With his hand still on the back of Duo's head, he pressed him down onto his length further, exhilarated by the sight of Duo's bobbing head on his lap and the feeling of his hot mouth on him, sucking on him like he was his favorite flavor of popsicle. He smirked in between moans as he saw Duo's hips squirming. The boy always had gotten off of sucking him off.

“You're squirming. Tell me what you want, but be specific or I might not know what to do,” Heero teased. Duo popped the salty treat from his mouth, swallowing the precum that he lapped up like it was sweet milk. He felt so hot, like his whole body was going to combust.

“I want…” Duo used his knees to turn around and wiggled his ass at Heero, looking over his shoulder to watch Heero watching him present himself.

“I want you to fuck me like you used to! I want that huge cock of yours up my ass!” He cried. Heero was on him in a second with a feral growl, pulling down Duo's underwear, grabbing his hips, and thrusting into Duo's prepared channel. Duo screamed, not caring if the whole school heard as Heero's length went inside of him.

“Oh, oh!” He cried as he felt Heero thrusting in and out of him in a brutal rhythm. He could feel his strong thighs flexing as his balls slapped against Duo's ass. Heero leaned against Duo's back and tugged at the ropes, freeing Duo's arms even as he fucked him on the floor of the Principal's office. Duo screamed again as he felt Heero find his weak spot and exploit it, thrusting hard, but slowly against his prostate. He moaned in anger as Heero slid out of him, then grabbed him and picked him up like a small child as he stood. Then, his moan turned into a sharp cry as Heero gripped Duo's ass cheeks and lowered him down on his cock. Duo's eyes flew open as he felt himself being split wide again and he was moved up and down by Heero's capable hands. He wrapped both his arms and his legs around Heero like a small child or koala and molded their bodies together.

“Please,” he begged, “I need to feel your cum inside of me!” Duo gasped, feeling his orgasm coming closer and closer and Heero pistoned in and out of him. Heero grunted in agreement and allowed his body the release it had been begging for, feeling Duo come seconds after him in a strained scream. Cum shot inside of Duo and onto Heero's stomach. Heero wrapped his arms around Duo as he felt his lover lose his strength and Heero sat back down in the chair, resting Duo onto his lap, his softening member still inside of his heat. Duo sighed in tired contentment as he felt Heero's thick seed drip out of him.

“I can't believe I'd forgotten how good that feels,” he murmured. Heero stroked his hair.

“I didn't hurt you?”

Duo shook his head.

“It felt great.”

“Duo, I'm sorry for using the bomb threats to get you to come here,” Heero said.

“Don't care,” Duo murmured.

“Will you come back with me to Preventers?” Heero asked worriedly. He would miss his job, but if Duo felt connected to this school, he would be willing to sacrifice it. Duo tucked his head under Heero's chin.

“Don't care where we are, as long as you're with me. Besides, I miss the others.”

Heero nodded.

“As long as you're with me…”

 

 

The End

 

That was weird in a slightly sappy, kind of angsty way. That was so not what I was going to write about… fucking muse.