Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Helping Hands ❯ Part 7 ( Chapter 7 )

Okay, this is where the story starts earning it's rating. And yes, Katherine is a hentai. ^_^ Oh, and I don't own them, of course, and although I try to keep them in character, I'm not always successful. I also tend to change point of view a lot. Sorry about that. There are a few more notes at the end of the fic, but that's all I'm going to say for now. ^_^ Enjoy!

 

Helping Hands part 7

Katherine reached out to Heero and gently touched her hand to his forehead. She established the dreamlink almost immediately and then slowly withdrew her hand. She sighed with relief when she found that she had no difficulty in maintaining the link, even without the physical contact. That had been the only possible problem she had foreseen with her plan. Turning away from Heero, she stepped through the wall and into Duo's room.

She silently approached the bed and saw that he was sound asleep as well. Katherine reached out, touched his forehead and drew him into the dreamlink with Heero. She frowned in concentration for a moment and then relaxed. There. The stage was set and both players were in place. All she had to do was maintain the link and sit back and watch. She smiled in anticipation.

Heero and Duo were dreaming. They were both aware of that, but there was a realistic quality to the dream that they both found slightly unnerving. Heero was sitting at a desk, laptop before him, in a school dorm room, wearing his usual spandex and tank top. Two twin beds were behind him, one of which, he somehow knew, belonged to Duo. A nightstand between the beds, two small dressers, and another desk and chair completed the furnishings in the small room.

Duo stood in the open doorway of the room, wearing nothing but a towel around his hips and another across his shoulders. His hair was unbound, falling around his back and shoulders and down to his knees. He entered the room and closed the door as Heero began typing on his laptop. Duo went to one of the dressers, got out a clean pair of boxers, and put them on, tossing the two towels into a corner of the room. He then tied his hair back into a loose ponytail and went over to see what Heero was working on.

"Oi, Heero, watcha doin'?" he asked, leaning on Heero's shoulder.

Heero stopped his typing and sat there for a moment, thoughts racing. The scene was so familiar to him. It had happened dozens of times before. Normally, he would respond, "Working. Now go away," and proceed to ignore his partner. He was tired, though. Tired of pushing Duo away and pretending that he felt nothing but friendship for the long-haired boy. This was a dream, what could it hurt to give into his impulses and respond to Duo the way he really wanted to? And, after Duo's comments the other day, and all of the dreams about Duo he had had the previous night, his resistance to his partner was very low.

He turned his head to look at Duo and found him looking right back, their faces only inches apart. Heero thought about what Duo had said their first day in the house, and asked softly, "Why are you always leaning on me like this?"

Duo's eyes widened in surprise, but he didn't move away. "Do you really want to know, Heero?" he asked in response. "The truth, I mean. Are you sure you really want me to answer that question honestly?"

Duo couldn't believe Heero had actually asked him that. He had never thought he would hear that question, not even in his dreams. He was even more surprised when Heero simply said, "Yes."

Duo looked down, where his arms still rested on Heero's shoulder, and then back up, gazing into those beautiful blue eyes that met his own steadily, waiting for an answer. He hesitated for a moment longer before saying, "I like touching you, Heero. I know that you would never allow me to touch you the way that I really want to, so I've learned to take what I can get."

"What way is that?"

Duo abruptly straightened and took a step away from Heero, staring at him in disbelief. This wasn't his Heero. He didn't know this person.

Heero turned in his chair to face Duo and sat there, watching him and waiting patiently for him to answer. Duo stood and studied him for a minute, trying to figure out what was so different about this Heero. After thinking for a bit, the answer came to him. This was the real Heero sitting before him, the person who hid behind the mask of the Perfect Soldier. The one he only caught rare glimpses of when Heero let his mask slip. Duo didn't know how his subconscious had managed to produce this unfamiliar version of Heero, and he didn't really care. This might be a dream, but it felt real and he was going to take advantage of it while he had the chance.

He stepped close to Heero again and reached out with one hand to gently trace the contours of Heero's face. "How do I want to touch you, Heero? Like this..." he said quietly, and then leaned down and softly kissed Heero on the lips.

Heero didn't respond and Duo pulled away again after a few seconds, disappointed. Duo watched him, waiting for a reaction. Heero looked at him, considering, and then stood. "Kiss me again, Duo. Please? Show me what you want."

Duo wasn't sure he had heard him correctly. "What did you say?"

"I want you to kiss me, touch me, show me what you want from me." Duo reached out and slowly pulled Heero into his arms, expecting him to protest or push Duo away. Heero simply stood quietly, waiting for his next move.

Duo kissed him again, nibbling on his lips and tracing them with his tongue. He tightened his hold, one arm around Heero's waist, pulling their bodies closer together, the other arm wrapping around Heero's shoulders as he buried his hand in Heero's thick hair.

Heero's arms slipped up to return Duo's embrace and he began running his hands up and down the bare skin of Duo's back, slowly stroking him. Duo moaned softly and deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue between Heero's lips and into his mouth, exploring, tasting, and encouraging Heero to do the same to him. Heero hesitantly complied, responding to Duo's growing passion.

After a few minutes, Duo pulled back slightly, breaking off the kiss to look deeply into Heero's eyes. Both boys were aroused and their breathing had quickened. They were so caught up in what was happening that they had forgotten that this was just a dream. It felt too real.

"Heero, I meant it when I said that I want to touch you. Will you let me?"

Heero hesitated as he thought about it. He wasn't sure exactly what Duo wanted to do to him, but he had enjoyed the kiss, and the embrace, and he trusted Duo. "Yes. What do you want me to do?"

Duo's breath caught and he swallowed, hard. He hadn't really thought that Heero would agree. "I want you to take off your clothes and lie down on your bed, on your back. Then just try to relax. I'll handle everything from there."

Heero quickly did as Duo had requested, feeling a little self-conscious as Duo joined him on the bed, still wearing his boxers. "Aren't you going to get rid of those?" he asked, indicating the boxers.

Duo shook his head, "Nope. I'm concentrating on you, not me."

He reached out and caressed Heero's lips with his thumb, then slid his hand along the line of his jaw, to his ear. His fingers traced the outline of the ear, causing Heero to shiver, before trailing down his neck to his shoulder. His caresses became firmer, and more confident, as he began exploring the expanse of Heero's chest and Heero made no move to stop him.

He brushed his thumb across a nipple, causing Heero to gasp aloud at the unfamiliar sensation. At the sound, Duo raised his gaze from Heero's chest to his face and their eyes met. Duo smiled, kissed Heero briefly on the lips, and then began nibbling, licking, and kissing his way down the same path his hand had followed. Heero moaned when Duo paused to nibble on his ear before moving on.

Heero's mind was spinning as Duo's hand continued to toy with one of his nipples and he tensed in anticipation as Duo's mouth drew closer and closer to the other one. Duo's mouth closed over the small, brown nub and Heero cried out as a jolt of pleasure coursed through his body. "Duo!"

Duo paused his sweet torture and looked up at Heero, smirking. "Like that, do you?"

"Duo," Heero whispered, "I feel...I want...kuso, Duo, I don't know what I want."

"It's okay, Heero. I have a pretty good idea. Let me take care of you." Heero reached out a hand and cupped Duo's cheek for a moment, then slid his hand back and buried it in Duo's thick, soft hair.

"Alright," he said, breaking the tie holding Duo's hair back, running his fingers through it and luxuriating in the feel of the silky mass. He wrapped the ends of it around his hand, holding it tightly in his fist. "I trust you, Duo."

Duo's eyes widened and his mouth dropped open in shock. Heero smirked slightly at Duo's startled expression. Duo shook off his surprise and narrowed his eyes as he took in Heero's smirk.

"Oh, really," he drawled. "Then you just lie there and let me show you exactly how trustworthy I am." With that, he turned his attention back to Heero's chest, picking up where he had left off.

Heero gasped and moaned, throwing back his head and arching his back as Duo nibbled and sucked on first one nipple and then the other before slowly working his way further down Heero's body.

He paused to dip his tongue into Heero's belly button before drifting over to bite at his right hip. Ignoring Heero's throbbing erection, Duo continued to explore Heero's body with his hands and mouth.

Heero couldn't think, he could only feel as he focused on the sensations of Duo's hands and mouth moving over his skin. He tightened his grip on Duo's hair as Duo grasped his right ankle and lifted his leg slightly to nibble and suck on Heero's toes before switching his attention to the other foot. After giving the left foot the same treatment the right one had received, Duo began working his way back up. When he reached the top of Heero's thigh, Duo paused.

"Heero," he said softly. Heero looked down at him, eyes glazed with passion, breathing harshly as he tried to concentrate on Duo's words. "Heero, I want you to watch me. I want you to see what I'm doing, as well as feeling it. Can you do that?"

Heero nodded. He didn't think he could speak, even if his life depended on it. He was willing to do whatever Duo wished at this point.

He watched as Duo reached out, gently cupping the soft globes beneath his erection and rolling them around in the palm of his hand. He stopped breathing as Duo leaned down to touch his tongue to the tip of Heero's arousal, tasting the drop of moisture that had gathered there. He whimpered and began breathing again, making small noises in the back of his throat, when Duo began licking and nibbling up and down Heero's shaft before taking him into his mouth. He took in half of Heero's length before withdrawing slightly, then lowering his head again to take more of him into his mouth, then pulling back again. He swallowed more of him each time he lowered his head, until he had engulfed Heero's entire length, then he paused for a few seconds, letting Heero see and feel himself buried to the hilt, surrounded by the moist heat of Duo's mouth and throat.

Heero had never seen a more erotic sight and he couldn't believe how incredibly good Duo was making him feel. Duo began moving his head up and down, establishing a rhythm and then gradually picking up the pace.

Heero could no longer remain still and his hips began to move as pleasure crashed over him in waves, building, until finally he came, calling Duo's name as he spilled his seed into Duo's hungry mouth.

Heero's eyes snapped open as he jerked awake, body shaking from the intensity of his climax. "A dream," he said, looking down at himself. "Just a dream. But, Kami, it felt so real. Duo..." He sighed, got up, and went into the bathroom to clean himself up before trying to go back to sleep.

In the next room, Duo was staring up at the ceiling, having been awakened when the dreamlink was severed. "God, what a fantastic dream. I've always wanted to do that to Heero. So real...I can still taste him." Duo grinned. "Damn, he tastes good! That was almost as good as the real thing. Although, with the real thing, we probably wouldn't have stopped there."

He was uncomfortably hard after the dream and considered going into the bathroom to take care of it, but decided not to. He wanted to stay where he was and think about the dream he had just had. Still grinning, he rolled over and eventually went back to sleep. Katherine just stood by Duo's bed and snickered.

tbc.



Okay, for those of you who are wondering, I got the idea for the oh-so-realistic dream because it actually happened to me. Years ago, I had a very realistic dream where I had a long conversation with a classmate of mine. The dream was incredibly realistic, and I had to keep reminding myself that it was a dream, even though I could feel the heat of the sun and smell the exhaust from the cars that drove by where we were standing. The next day, he and I both acted as though the conversation had actually taken place. We never discussed it, but our attitudes towards one another completely changed, to the point our friends questioned us as to what had happened. Neither one of us answered their questions, but I always felt as though he had actually been in the dream and remembered our talk. I figured if it could happen in reality, it could certainly happen in a fic. ^_^ Okay, the next update will be next weekend. Read and review please!!