Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Into the Light ❯ Chapter 5
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By: deathangel125 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.26.2012 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 277 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Drama / Hentai / Romance | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 11.26.2012 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 277 | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: The G-boys and Gundam Wing don’t belong to me.
Warnings: Located in the first part. Be sure to look or you might be surprised.
Lemon ahead!!
INTO THE LIGHT – PART 5
Looking around at his surroundings, Duo realized he was aboard the Peacemillion again, with no idea how he had gotten there. It was obviously a dream, but he had never dreamed of the craft before.
Comprehension had his eyes going wide as he moved about the ship, searching for the one person he had shared dreams with. It was only after recalling where Trowa had spent the majority of his time in the past that he went down to the storage decks, slowly walking to the observation areas that had often been empty. People didn’t want to be reminded the only thing between them and certain death was a thin sheet of metal or glass.
Trowa didn’t seem to have that problem, staring out one of the windows into the endless black beyond the window, the stars shining more brightly than they ever did from Earth. Seeing the other man hadn’t noticed him, Duo slipped behind Trowa and put his arms around the strong neck. “What ya lookin’ at?”
“The darkness. Watching the way it tries to over-take the light of the stars,” Trowa said absently, his hands coming up to bracket Duo’s as if by instinct. “Wondering how much more darkness there is in me I don’t know about. Wondering how much longer it’ll take for that darkness to take over the light.”
“It never will. There isn’t enough darkness in you to put out that light.”
“You don’t know what’s inside me.”
“The same things that are inside me…darkness and light…sunshine and shadows…good and evil…love and hate. The same things are inside everyone, Trowa. Some can’t fight back the darkness. They let it eat them alive.”
“One day, I’m scared it’ll take me, too,” Trowa’s words were only a whisper, gripping Duo’s hands with desperate strength.
“I won’t let it. You helped me fight my darkness. Let me help you with yours.”
When the other man didn’t turn to look at him, Duo understood Trowa didn’t know he was really there. Not willing to let the man he cared for suffer alone, he pulled his hands out of Trowa’s and moved, wrapping his legs around the lean waist, settling in Trowa’s lap. The stunned expression he received was priceless. “Hi.”
Hands settled on his waist, letting him feel how they tensed and relaxed several times. “Duo?”
“That’s what they call me.”
“What are you doing here?”
“Don’t know. Maybe I realized you needed me for once.”
Trowa’s face was somber as he turned his head, looking past Duo, out the window. “I need you all the time, Duo.”
“You’ve never really needed me,” Duo said softly, bringing green eyes back to his. “You may have wanted me around, but you never needed me.”
“You’re wrong. I always need you. You help me fight my own darkness.”
“I’m your light?” the idea was disturbingly enticing.
Eyes the color of emeralds blinked in surprise. “I-I guess you are. I’m not asking you for anything, Duo. What we have is enough. Seeing you is enough for me.”
Duo’s eyes fastened on Trowa’s lips all on their own. The need to feel them moving against his was abrupt and intense. “You’re my light, Trowa. I started to realize that some time ago.” He moved slowly, giving the other man a chance to move away and hoping he didn’t.
“Duo, this isn’t a good idea,” whispered Trowa.
“Right now, I don’t care.”
His mouth was less than an inch away from his target when Trowa wrenched his head away with a groan. “No. Not here. If this does happen, I want it to be real, not in a dream.”
“Then wake up.”
At his own order, Duo’s eyes shot open, fully awake. He lay still for a moment until feeling the way Trowa’s hand clenched around his, revealing the other man was awake as well. He turned over, smiling when he saw the way Trowa’s eyes were squeezed shut. “Tro-waaa,” he whispered.
“Go back to sleep.”
“No. Open your eyes.”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because if I keep them closed, you’ll give up,” was the firm statement.
He had to laugh, touched Trowa believed he was keeping Duo from making a mistake. “I’m as stubborn as you are, you know.”
“No, you’re not. Go back to sleep.”
“Are you tired, Trowa?”
“Yes…No. Damn it.”
Laying his head on the pillow Trowa was using, Duo freed his hand to trace the contours of the other man’s face. “You feel charged, don’t you? Like you did when you came out of my head.” The tall man remained stubbornly quiet, so he went on. “I feel the same. It’s strange how that works. I feel something else, too, Trowa.”
It had to be curiosity that had Trowa asking, “What’s that?” while his eyes stayed closed.
“Needy.” Duo moved closer, feeling the lean body tremble at the single word. “You feel it, too, don’t you?”
“Duo, you’ll regret this,” the statement was low, warning.
Shifting his hand, Duo ran his fingers down the side of Trowa’s neck, then across the top of one broad shoulder. “I’ll regret it if I don’t do this. I have to know, Trowa.”
Green eyes finally opened, focusing on him immediately. “You still might regret it. You won’t be able to pretend this didn’t happen.”
The statement proved how well Trowa knew him. If he didn’t want to think about something, he pretended stupidity. If he did this, if he took this step, there would be no going back and no way to deny how he felt. “I know. The more important thing is that you won’t be able to forget, will you? This could change things between us.”
“This will change things, Duo. I won’t be able to act like it didn’t happen, or that I don’t want it to happen again and again. Make sure you can live with that.”
Instead of responding right away, Duo thought about it for a few minutes, knowing that’s what his roommate wanted him to do. Though the notion of intimacy with a man was still new and frightening, he envisioned evenings where they did things they normally did, but with the benefit of soft touches and light caresses. To his growing confusion, he realized the idea was more exciting than any of the dates he could think of.
Smiling slowly, he nodded his head, smirking when Trowa’s body tensed as his fingers trailed over a pink nipple. “I think…I don’t want to deny this anymore. I don’t want to keep dating people when it means nothing. You’re my light in the darkness, Trowa. That hasn’t changed.”
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Very sure. I can’t promise I won’t freak out. Part of this still scares me; but this,” he trailed a thumb over Trowa’s mouth, his breath quickening when Trowa touched it with his tongue, “this is something I need now.”
He watched, both amused and baffled, as Trowa lay on his back, putting both arms under the pillow. The move was confusing until the tall man explained softly, “You’re in control, Duo. You do what you feel comfortable with.”
Understanding the trust Trowa was giving him, Duo leaned over, bracing one hand beside Trowa’s head and the other on the strong chest. “You have to tell me if I’m doing something wrong.”
“For god’s sake, you won’t do anything wrong,” the lean body was tense, muscles straining. Duo idly wondered if his pillow was going to survive the encounter.
Before he had a chance to think any more about what he was about to do, he closed the distance between them, rubbing his mouth over Trowa’s…testing, teasing. He didn’t know what he had been expecting, but it hadn’t been the softness of Trowa’s lips pressing firmly to his, sending a thrill coursing through him. He hadn’t counted on the way his entire body strained at the small contact, wanting more.
Needing more, he used his tongue, sliding it inside the other man’s mouth, searching for its counterpart and moaning when they finally met. Trowa’s flavor was as unique as the man himself and Duo didn’t think he was going to able to get enough. All the women he had kissed before hadn’t prepared him for the intensity of what he felt, fireworks going off in his head as he probed the tall man’s mouth fully, desperate for more of that taste, that feeling. Body straining, he became lost, moaning as he held Trowa still and plundered, overcome with a power that this man, stronger than any other he knew, would allow him complete control.
He must have lost his mind for a moment, the sensations taking him over completely, because the next thing he knew, he was on top of Trowa, grinding their erections together while his nails scraped lightly down the other man’s sides, making the muscles jump. It was a testament to Trowa’s willpower that he was still gripping the pillow, though there was a warning tear as it began to rip.
Even as he continued to touch the body under his, he analyzed the various sensations, deciding it was strange to feel another hardness pressing against his, but strange in an odd and new way rather than in a bad way. Experimentally, he twisted his tongue around Trowa’s as he moved his hips, drawing a long, ragged moan from the man underneath him.
Finally he released Trowa’s mouth, pulling in a breath that was as shaky as his insides felt, “Damnit, Trowa, touch me.”
“I’m scared to.”
“Trowa, please,” Duo was stunned at how desperate his sounded, moving his hips for emphasis. “Please touch me.”
In an instant one hand was around the back of his neck, pulling him back down for another kiss while fingers grazed up his chest. He discovered his nipples were sensitive when Trowa flicked one with a nail, making Duo moan helplessly. Pulling his head away, he panted against moist lips, “I can’t, Trowa. I need…”
“Will you let me?” Trowa’s eyes were intense, unwavering on his own. “Let me help you. I won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”
Duo was so close to orgasm he thought he might have agreed with almost anything the tall man suggested, but he still asked, “What do you want to do?”
Seeing Trowa swallow hard, he realized the green-eyed man was as nervous as he, if not more so. That knowledge was oddly comforting. He was almost smiling when Trowa pulled him closer, “Will you let me taste you, Duo?”
Whether it was the plea in Trowa’s voice or the words themselves that had him hissing in anticipation he didn’t know, but he found himself nodding as he found his voice. “What do you want me to do?”
“Just lie down and trust me.”
His hesitation was slight before he did as Trowa requested, lying flat on his back and lifting his hips when Trowa tugged at his boxers. He gasped when Trowa skimmed up his body, weight held off him, and initiated a kiss that left him breathless. Much needed air was sucked into his lungs just as a firm hand wrapped around his erection, nearly shouting at the unexpected pleasure.
There was an almost reverent expression on Trowa’s face as he journeyed back down Duo’s body, taking his time and exploring. Duo’s back arched off the bed as a hot tongue teased his nipples before continuing south, nipping lightly at the skin of his sides and stomach. At the first touch of a mouth on his hardness, he cried out, gasping as he was enveloped in warm wetness. While he had had blowjobs before, this was different, more pleasurable then anything he had experienced.
Lost again, he thrust up into that willing mouth, hand gripping Trowa’s on the bed’s surface, using that tangible link to anchor him in reality while the rest of the world tilted on its axis. He came with a cry, almost screaming as Trowa’s mouth milked him.
Brain fogged, he barely registered it when Trowa came to lie beside him, exhausted by what had been the strongest orgasm of his entire life. Forgetting everything else, he turned his body into the other man’s and kissed Trowa, frowning at the salty taste until he realized what the flavor was from. Stunned at himself, he delved deeper and searched out the flavor, all the while wondering what it was that was making him so desperate for anything he could get from the tall man.
His eyes popped open when he felt an unmistakable hardness press against his thigh through the thin cloth of Trowa’s underwear. Smiling slyly, he nipped at Trowa’s bottom lip. “Why don’t I take care of that for you?”
Fear in his eyes, Trowa intercepted the hand questing down his leg. “I won’t ask you to do that.”
“You aren’t asking. I am. I can’t…do what you did, but I can help,” he offered, cheeks blazing. Seeing Trowa still wasn’t sure, he smiled and kissed the other man thoroughly, discovering the contact incited him again. “I’m fully aware of what I’m doing and who I’m doing it with. You aren’t forcing me and you haven’t coerced me. I want to do this.”
Receiving a small nod, he quickly scrambled to remove the last barrier of clothing, eyes widening when he discovered how large Trowa was. He touched the hardness tentatively, swallowing at the feeling of steel encased in silk. Curious about how different Trowa felt, he took his time, moving his hand over the length slowly.
Abruptly realizing how quiet and still the other man was, he glanced up to see Trowa had resumed his position from before, hands firmly attached to the pillow under his head, eyes squeezed shut this time. After a closer look, he saw Trowa’s teeth were digging into his bottom lip.
Concerned, he moved so he could lie beside the other man, keeping up a slow pace with his hand he thought he would enjoy himself. “Am I doing something wrong?”
Trowa’s head whipped back in forth in a negative reply. Beginning to understand, Duo leaned closer, “Feel good?” A quick nod was his response, pleasing him, yet he was still baffled. “Why don’t you want me to hear you?”
“It’s…not that,” breathed Trowa, his back arching off the bed.
Sudden comprehension had Duo trying to recall every moment of the experience. Other than the times when a response had been surprised out of the tall man, Trowa had been almost completely quiet. It appeared Trowa’s own rape wasn’t as far behind him as he believed, there was still at least one wall Duo planned to overcome, starting that moment.
Brushing his knuckles of his free hand over Trowa’s cheek, he kept his eyes on Trowa, smiling when green eyes flew open at the small touch. In the deep green he could see the strain from being quiet and the pleasure the man felt. “Let me hear you.”
Sweat rolled from Trowa’s forehead as he gritted his teeth, “Don’t know…if I can,” he growled, only to shout seconds later as Duo shifted his hand, trailing a hand over the head of the large cock, smearing the liquid he found there.
“See? You can. Again, Trowa, let me hear you.”
Trying different things he managed to startle more noises from the man beneath him. Curiosity had him using his other hand to brush across Trowa’s entrance, rewarded with a shout as semen spilled over Duo’s hand, thick and white. Fascinated instead of repulsed, he kept stroking until no more liquid came out and Trowa was gasping from the feeling on his over-sensitive organ.
Wondering, he sat up and looked at his hand, licking at it and grinning when he saw Trowa staring at him with wide eyes. “It’s different. Not bad, just different,” he commented before eyeing the flat belly, coated with cum.
Apparently sensing where his mind had gone, Trowa sat up and shook his head firmly, “Absolutely not.”
“I know what I’m doing, Trowa,” he assured, stunned when he realized it was really the truth. “I’m not scared, not of this.”
Trowa chuckled, “I realize that, but I don’t think you understand what you’re doing to me. Any more of this and I’m going to go crazy.”
He hadn’t considered how much restraint it had taken to lay still under his questing hands. The effort Trowa had made on his behalf made his heart shift abruptly. In that instant he admitted to himself that he didn’t just care for Trowa, he was desperately in love with the other man and had been for some time.
Suddenly shy, he tilted his head and regarded Trowa through his bangs. “What do we do now?”
“Now, we get cleaned up and go get lunch.”
“That’s not -”
“I know, Duo.” Eyes as gentle as his hands, Trowa skimmed fingers down the side of Duo’s arm. “Just let it be. We’ll enjoy a day together, like we’ve done a dozen times before and let this all settle for a while. What comes next will come whether we talk it to death or not.”
Warnings: Located in the first part. Be sure to look or you might be surprised.
Lemon ahead!!
INTO THE LIGHT – PART 5
Looking around at his surroundings, Duo realized he was aboard the Peacemillion again, with no idea how he had gotten there. It was obviously a dream, but he had never dreamed of the craft before.
Comprehension had his eyes going wide as he moved about the ship, searching for the one person he had shared dreams with. It was only after recalling where Trowa had spent the majority of his time in the past that he went down to the storage decks, slowly walking to the observation areas that had often been empty. People didn’t want to be reminded the only thing between them and certain death was a thin sheet of metal or glass.
Trowa didn’t seem to have that problem, staring out one of the windows into the endless black beyond the window, the stars shining more brightly than they ever did from Earth. Seeing the other man hadn’t noticed him, Duo slipped behind Trowa and put his arms around the strong neck. “What ya lookin’ at?”
“The darkness. Watching the way it tries to over-take the light of the stars,” Trowa said absently, his hands coming up to bracket Duo’s as if by instinct. “Wondering how much more darkness there is in me I don’t know about. Wondering how much longer it’ll take for that darkness to take over the light.”
“It never will. There isn’t enough darkness in you to put out that light.”
“You don’t know what’s inside me.”
“The same things that are inside me…darkness and light…sunshine and shadows…good and evil…love and hate. The same things are inside everyone, Trowa. Some can’t fight back the darkness. They let it eat them alive.”
“One day, I’m scared it’ll take me, too,” Trowa’s words were only a whisper, gripping Duo’s hands with desperate strength.
“I won’t let it. You helped me fight my darkness. Let me help you with yours.”
When the other man didn’t turn to look at him, Duo understood Trowa didn’t know he was really there. Not willing to let the man he cared for suffer alone, he pulled his hands out of Trowa’s and moved, wrapping his legs around the lean waist, settling in Trowa’s lap. The stunned expression he received was priceless. “Hi.”
Hands settled on his waist, letting him feel how they tensed and relaxed several times. “Duo?”
“That’s what they call me.”
“What are you doing here?”
“Don’t know. Maybe I realized you needed me for once.”
Trowa’s face was somber as he turned his head, looking past Duo, out the window. “I need you all the time, Duo.”
“You’ve never really needed me,” Duo said softly, bringing green eyes back to his. “You may have wanted me around, but you never needed me.”
“You’re wrong. I always need you. You help me fight my own darkness.”
“I’m your light?” the idea was disturbingly enticing.
Eyes the color of emeralds blinked in surprise. “I-I guess you are. I’m not asking you for anything, Duo. What we have is enough. Seeing you is enough for me.”
Duo’s eyes fastened on Trowa’s lips all on their own. The need to feel them moving against his was abrupt and intense. “You’re my light, Trowa. I started to realize that some time ago.” He moved slowly, giving the other man a chance to move away and hoping he didn’t.
“Duo, this isn’t a good idea,” whispered Trowa.
“Right now, I don’t care.”
His mouth was less than an inch away from his target when Trowa wrenched his head away with a groan. “No. Not here. If this does happen, I want it to be real, not in a dream.”
“Then wake up.”
At his own order, Duo’s eyes shot open, fully awake. He lay still for a moment until feeling the way Trowa’s hand clenched around his, revealing the other man was awake as well. He turned over, smiling when he saw the way Trowa’s eyes were squeezed shut. “Tro-waaa,” he whispered.
“Go back to sleep.”
“No. Open your eyes.”
“No.”
“Why not?”
“Because if I keep them closed, you’ll give up,” was the firm statement.
He had to laugh, touched Trowa believed he was keeping Duo from making a mistake. “I’m as stubborn as you are, you know.”
“No, you’re not. Go back to sleep.”
“Are you tired, Trowa?”
“Yes…No. Damn it.”
Laying his head on the pillow Trowa was using, Duo freed his hand to trace the contours of the other man’s face. “You feel charged, don’t you? Like you did when you came out of my head.” The tall man remained stubbornly quiet, so he went on. “I feel the same. It’s strange how that works. I feel something else, too, Trowa.”
It had to be curiosity that had Trowa asking, “What’s that?” while his eyes stayed closed.
“Needy.” Duo moved closer, feeling the lean body tremble at the single word. “You feel it, too, don’t you?”
“Duo, you’ll regret this,” the statement was low, warning.
Shifting his hand, Duo ran his fingers down the side of Trowa’s neck, then across the top of one broad shoulder. “I’ll regret it if I don’t do this. I have to know, Trowa.”
Green eyes finally opened, focusing on him immediately. “You still might regret it. You won’t be able to pretend this didn’t happen.”
The statement proved how well Trowa knew him. If he didn’t want to think about something, he pretended stupidity. If he did this, if he took this step, there would be no going back and no way to deny how he felt. “I know. The more important thing is that you won’t be able to forget, will you? This could change things between us.”
“This will change things, Duo. I won’t be able to act like it didn’t happen, or that I don’t want it to happen again and again. Make sure you can live with that.”
Instead of responding right away, Duo thought about it for a few minutes, knowing that’s what his roommate wanted him to do. Though the notion of intimacy with a man was still new and frightening, he envisioned evenings where they did things they normally did, but with the benefit of soft touches and light caresses. To his growing confusion, he realized the idea was more exciting than any of the dates he could think of.
Smiling slowly, he nodded his head, smirking when Trowa’s body tensed as his fingers trailed over a pink nipple. “I think…I don’t want to deny this anymore. I don’t want to keep dating people when it means nothing. You’re my light in the darkness, Trowa. That hasn’t changed.”
“Are you sure you want to do this?”
“Very sure. I can’t promise I won’t freak out. Part of this still scares me; but this,” he trailed a thumb over Trowa’s mouth, his breath quickening when Trowa touched it with his tongue, “this is something I need now.”
He watched, both amused and baffled, as Trowa lay on his back, putting both arms under the pillow. The move was confusing until the tall man explained softly, “You’re in control, Duo. You do what you feel comfortable with.”
Understanding the trust Trowa was giving him, Duo leaned over, bracing one hand beside Trowa’s head and the other on the strong chest. “You have to tell me if I’m doing something wrong.”
“For god’s sake, you won’t do anything wrong,” the lean body was tense, muscles straining. Duo idly wondered if his pillow was going to survive the encounter.
Before he had a chance to think any more about what he was about to do, he closed the distance between them, rubbing his mouth over Trowa’s…testing, teasing. He didn’t know what he had been expecting, but it hadn’t been the softness of Trowa’s lips pressing firmly to his, sending a thrill coursing through him. He hadn’t counted on the way his entire body strained at the small contact, wanting more.
Needing more, he used his tongue, sliding it inside the other man’s mouth, searching for its counterpart and moaning when they finally met. Trowa’s flavor was as unique as the man himself and Duo didn’t think he was going to able to get enough. All the women he had kissed before hadn’t prepared him for the intensity of what he felt, fireworks going off in his head as he probed the tall man’s mouth fully, desperate for more of that taste, that feeling. Body straining, he became lost, moaning as he held Trowa still and plundered, overcome with a power that this man, stronger than any other he knew, would allow him complete control.
He must have lost his mind for a moment, the sensations taking him over completely, because the next thing he knew, he was on top of Trowa, grinding their erections together while his nails scraped lightly down the other man’s sides, making the muscles jump. It was a testament to Trowa’s willpower that he was still gripping the pillow, though there was a warning tear as it began to rip.
Even as he continued to touch the body under his, he analyzed the various sensations, deciding it was strange to feel another hardness pressing against his, but strange in an odd and new way rather than in a bad way. Experimentally, he twisted his tongue around Trowa’s as he moved his hips, drawing a long, ragged moan from the man underneath him.
Finally he released Trowa’s mouth, pulling in a breath that was as shaky as his insides felt, “Damnit, Trowa, touch me.”
“I’m scared to.”
“Trowa, please,” Duo was stunned at how desperate his sounded, moving his hips for emphasis. “Please touch me.”
In an instant one hand was around the back of his neck, pulling him back down for another kiss while fingers grazed up his chest. He discovered his nipples were sensitive when Trowa flicked one with a nail, making Duo moan helplessly. Pulling his head away, he panted against moist lips, “I can’t, Trowa. I need…”
“Will you let me?” Trowa’s eyes were intense, unwavering on his own. “Let me help you. I won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”
Duo was so close to orgasm he thought he might have agreed with almost anything the tall man suggested, but he still asked, “What do you want to do?”
Seeing Trowa swallow hard, he realized the green-eyed man was as nervous as he, if not more so. That knowledge was oddly comforting. He was almost smiling when Trowa pulled him closer, “Will you let me taste you, Duo?”
Whether it was the plea in Trowa’s voice or the words themselves that had him hissing in anticipation he didn’t know, but he found himself nodding as he found his voice. “What do you want me to do?”
“Just lie down and trust me.”
His hesitation was slight before he did as Trowa requested, lying flat on his back and lifting his hips when Trowa tugged at his boxers. He gasped when Trowa skimmed up his body, weight held off him, and initiated a kiss that left him breathless. Much needed air was sucked into his lungs just as a firm hand wrapped around his erection, nearly shouting at the unexpected pleasure.
There was an almost reverent expression on Trowa’s face as he journeyed back down Duo’s body, taking his time and exploring. Duo’s back arched off the bed as a hot tongue teased his nipples before continuing south, nipping lightly at the skin of his sides and stomach. At the first touch of a mouth on his hardness, he cried out, gasping as he was enveloped in warm wetness. While he had had blowjobs before, this was different, more pleasurable then anything he had experienced.
Lost again, he thrust up into that willing mouth, hand gripping Trowa’s on the bed’s surface, using that tangible link to anchor him in reality while the rest of the world tilted on its axis. He came with a cry, almost screaming as Trowa’s mouth milked him.
Brain fogged, he barely registered it when Trowa came to lie beside him, exhausted by what had been the strongest orgasm of his entire life. Forgetting everything else, he turned his body into the other man’s and kissed Trowa, frowning at the salty taste until he realized what the flavor was from. Stunned at himself, he delved deeper and searched out the flavor, all the while wondering what it was that was making him so desperate for anything he could get from the tall man.
His eyes popped open when he felt an unmistakable hardness press against his thigh through the thin cloth of Trowa’s underwear. Smiling slyly, he nipped at Trowa’s bottom lip. “Why don’t I take care of that for you?”
Fear in his eyes, Trowa intercepted the hand questing down his leg. “I won’t ask you to do that.”
“You aren’t asking. I am. I can’t…do what you did, but I can help,” he offered, cheeks blazing. Seeing Trowa still wasn’t sure, he smiled and kissed the other man thoroughly, discovering the contact incited him again. “I’m fully aware of what I’m doing and who I’m doing it with. You aren’t forcing me and you haven’t coerced me. I want to do this.”
Receiving a small nod, he quickly scrambled to remove the last barrier of clothing, eyes widening when he discovered how large Trowa was. He touched the hardness tentatively, swallowing at the feeling of steel encased in silk. Curious about how different Trowa felt, he took his time, moving his hand over the length slowly.
Abruptly realizing how quiet and still the other man was, he glanced up to see Trowa had resumed his position from before, hands firmly attached to the pillow under his head, eyes squeezed shut this time. After a closer look, he saw Trowa’s teeth were digging into his bottom lip.
Concerned, he moved so he could lie beside the other man, keeping up a slow pace with his hand he thought he would enjoy himself. “Am I doing something wrong?”
Trowa’s head whipped back in forth in a negative reply. Beginning to understand, Duo leaned closer, “Feel good?” A quick nod was his response, pleasing him, yet he was still baffled. “Why don’t you want me to hear you?”
“It’s…not that,” breathed Trowa, his back arching off the bed.
Sudden comprehension had Duo trying to recall every moment of the experience. Other than the times when a response had been surprised out of the tall man, Trowa had been almost completely quiet. It appeared Trowa’s own rape wasn’t as far behind him as he believed, there was still at least one wall Duo planned to overcome, starting that moment.
Brushing his knuckles of his free hand over Trowa’s cheek, he kept his eyes on Trowa, smiling when green eyes flew open at the small touch. In the deep green he could see the strain from being quiet and the pleasure the man felt. “Let me hear you.”
Sweat rolled from Trowa’s forehead as he gritted his teeth, “Don’t know…if I can,” he growled, only to shout seconds later as Duo shifted his hand, trailing a hand over the head of the large cock, smearing the liquid he found there.
“See? You can. Again, Trowa, let me hear you.”
Trying different things he managed to startle more noises from the man beneath him. Curiosity had him using his other hand to brush across Trowa’s entrance, rewarded with a shout as semen spilled over Duo’s hand, thick and white. Fascinated instead of repulsed, he kept stroking until no more liquid came out and Trowa was gasping from the feeling on his over-sensitive organ.
Wondering, he sat up and looked at his hand, licking at it and grinning when he saw Trowa staring at him with wide eyes. “It’s different. Not bad, just different,” he commented before eyeing the flat belly, coated with cum.
Apparently sensing where his mind had gone, Trowa sat up and shook his head firmly, “Absolutely not.”
“I know what I’m doing, Trowa,” he assured, stunned when he realized it was really the truth. “I’m not scared, not of this.”
Trowa chuckled, “I realize that, but I don’t think you understand what you’re doing to me. Any more of this and I’m going to go crazy.”
He hadn’t considered how much restraint it had taken to lay still under his questing hands. The effort Trowa had made on his behalf made his heart shift abruptly. In that instant he admitted to himself that he didn’t just care for Trowa, he was desperately in love with the other man and had been for some time.
Suddenly shy, he tilted his head and regarded Trowa through his bangs. “What do we do now?”
“Now, we get cleaned up and go get lunch.”
“That’s not -”
“I know, Duo.” Eyes as gentle as his hands, Trowa skimmed fingers down the side of Duo’s arm. “Just let it be. We’ll enjoy a day together, like we’ve done a dozen times before and let this all settle for a while. What comes next will come whether we talk it to death or not.”