Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Let's Do it Again ❯ One-Shot
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By: Nita-sama 
Genre: hentai, songfic, yaoi, one shot, maybe some sap, Duo POV, language
Summary: Duo reflects on the highlights of his life with Heero.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 11.26.2005 | Updated On: 03.10.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 655 | Status: Completed
Genre: hentai, songfic, yaoi, one shot, maybe some sap, Duo POV, language
Summary: Duo reflects on the highlights of his life with Heero.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Songfic | Uploaded On: 11.26.2005 | Updated On: 03.10.2006 | Pages: 2 | Words: 2.3K | Visits: 655 | Status: Completed
Title: Let’s Do It Again
Genre: hentai, songfic, yaoi, one shot, maybe some sap, Duo POV, language
Summary: Duo reflects on the highlights of his life with Heero.
Pairing: 1x2
Disclaimers: *sighs* is this really necessary? I have thirty-odd fics mostly in GW view point. If I owned the fucking series, that’s exactly what it would be, a *fucking* series. So I ain’t saying it. If Heero and Duo ain’t screwing each other’s silly, it obviously ain’t mine.
A/N: The song used in this fic isn’t mine either. It belongs to a wonderful group called Xscape from the Soulfood soundtrack.
Starstruck hoes beg me to connect with them
‘cos I look correct with them
and know how to sex them
My life with Heero Yuy…wow…where to start. We’re like polar opposites you know. I’m messy, loud, and outgoing. Yuy is…well…, neat, stric, stoic, and subtly outgoing every now and then. Not to mention his body. Oops, that doesn’t have anything to us being opposites does it?
Well in a way, come on. He’s compact, chiseled with those eyes you can drown in. I’m wiry…yeah, I think that’s it. I don’t know what to really say other than that without being egotistical. Yeah, Duo used a big word. I’m not the baka everyone thinks I am. I think Heero’s the only one who really sees me as something else without being empathic like Q-man.
Heero’s seen me in my darker moments and hadn’t hightailed it out of there yet so I guess he’s a keeper. Oh, yeah, we’re lovers ya know.
House on two acres lakes
in the peach state
eating steak and lobster
steady trying to prosper
build up my roster like the old Motown
too to hold down and the whole world know now
I demonstrate
Stacking plates platinum state
and busting that ass with groups like Xscape
what the deal?
I want to see if you can get down (get down)
Like you say you doIn the middle of the night when I wanna feel right
All I think about is you
Oh! Now the highlights! The SEX! Well, he calls it love making but I’m from L2. That means anything that involves the horizontal tango of any kind is sex. Not that I don’t know the difference. With strangers things get old real fast. I learned that several times before I finally settled with Heero.
Now it’s like I can’t get enough of him. When I’m not at work, sleeping, or eating, I’m thinking about how he feels when I’m inside him or he’s inside of me. The man is just a…fucking god!! Literally, a god that fucks. Man, now I’m all flustered…be right back.
Put me in the five positions
Make me want to scream your name
And just when you think I had enough,
I’m like baby do you think we can do it again?
So I’m laying here after one hot steamy session with Heero watching his face as he drifts off. I’m sure the neighbors are going to go complain about the noise. I’m not that quiet when I’m with Heero and I’m not ashamed of it. I voice my pleasures like a champ. I think he likes it too since he never tells me to shut up.
I poke him on the end of his nose lightly and watched it wrinkle. His eyes open and he’s staring at me and I can feel the need rise up again like the tide. “Ready for another go?” I purr at him. He only grunts and his hands are all over me again.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
I mean, the sex is all fine and dandy but Heero does have other assets other than the ones between his legs. He’s a good cook, a good listener, protective, sexy as hell….oops, I already said that, ne? Sorry, can’t think right now, he’s walking around in those damned spandex thingies he calls shorts. He knows I’m watching him. I can see that damn smirk on his face.
I mirror that smirk and sidle behind him. “Hello lover.”
“Hello, Duo.” That’s all he gets to say before pounce on him. Seeing him wear those shorts is just as much fun as taking it off of him.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
I *pant* think *pant* I can talk *pant* to you now without any interruptions now. Heero’s in the shower and I’m left on the floor to recover. Man, okay, highlights…we talked about him being a good cock…I mean cook. He can cook just about anything I can think of. Which leaves me with the dishes, not that I’m complaining. I can’t cook work a lick and we both have accepted that fate. Shit, I burn boiling water.
Anyways, I wash the dishes after every meal while he put away leftovers. He usually finishes before me and stands behind me with his arms around my waist as he waits for me to finish. He a good two inches taller than me which places his head comfortably on my shoulder and my backside melded perfectly against his front right where his di--…oh, look, Heero’s out of the shower….and wearing that small black robe Tro gave him for our honeymoon. Oops, gotta go…uh….yeah.
Tingle tingle my body
You make me, oh, baby
I ain’t been the same that night when you
Put me in the five positions
You made me scream your name
You can say I’m sprung
I don’t give a damn
I want to do it again and again and again
The robe is left on the floor where I threw it. His freshly showered body is sprawled on the bed. I stared down hungrily at the scene he painted with his body. Any room could be a masterpiece if there is a bit of naked Heero in it.
I strip off the clothes I have remaining, a slowly crusting button-up, and climb onto the bed with him. I straddle him drinking him in with my eyes. He stared back at me with hooded eyes. His eyes turn dark navy blue when he aroused, almost black. Those are the eyes that stared back at me. I feel him swell under me and the games are on.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
His hands pump in and out of me with precision and deadly accuracy as he stabs my prostate on the first try. My back bows as he worked those lubed digits in and out driving me crazy. Didn’t I say he was good with his hands? Yeah, he could fix anything and everything around the house and…ah!...and message all the kinks out of your shoulders…and…and...oh hell.
I grab the lube container and spread the stuff over his length. We would have to go to the store and get more. He remove his fingers and I mourn the loss momentarily before I position myself for bigger and better things.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
I lower myself slowly onto him loving the way he feels. Every time he takes me, it feels like the first time. His cock stretching and filling me, pushing the air out of my lungs to replace them with heated passionate words.
When we made love for the first time
It felt so good inside
I lay across my bed and watched tears run from my eyes
Too good to let it go
So don’t disturb this flow
All I know is I can’t wait, can’t wait to do it again
We pause so that we could adjust to each other. He feels so good inside me. He shifts and I gasp and moan as the movement presses the tip of his cock against my prostate. Staring down at him, I could see his eyes closed in concentration. He would move until I gave the ‘go ahead’. That’s another one of the highlights. He was tentative, loving, considerate. Yeah, I know that Heero doesn’t let on that he’s that way. This side of his is only for me. While others get his glares and death threats, I get his loving affectionate glances and his smile. And his cock. Sorry, can’t be too sentimental right now. Maybe afterwards.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
I start to move over him feeling his erection retreat and invade my entrance. My own erection was left untouched and slapping against my stomach. I didn’t like rushing things unless the moment called for it. This wasn’t one of those moments. After this, we’d sleep in each other’s arms or whisper sweet endearments to each other or just start another bout of the hot juicy stuff.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
We reached our peek together with me doing all the work. I rode him faster listening to his breath quicken and feeling his hips snap involuntarily to meet me half way. I moaned loudly as he gripped my hips but not taking control. He loved to let go every now and then.
I went faster and faster until I felt the knot in my stomach slowly uncurl. He read my approaching completion and wrapped his hand around my erection. I cried out and pushed up and down harder.
‘Cos every time you show me that (In the morning)
And the every which way that you throw my back (Sweet love in the summertime)
I just can’t get enough (Your sweet face)
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again) (Laying next to mine)
We cried out at the same time. Heero never got loud until the very end of things. It’s like a big surprise to hear him shout in the throes of completion. His husky voice calling out my name sends shivers of pleasure up and down my spine until my nerves sing with it. I coat both our stomachs while he coats my inside. We’d need to shower before the stuff dried.
I slumped against him and stared into his sated face. He glowed after having sex. He glowed whenever he smiled. Yeah, I’m in love. And I know he’s in love too so that makes things that mush sweeter.
“I love you, Heero.”
“I love you too.”
I let my eyes close then feeling sleep creep up on me.
“Duo…”
“Yeah?”
“Let’s do it again.”
Let’s do it do it do it do it do it again
Owari
A/N: I don’t know what came over me. I had to write this. I mean, I have TONS of music in my collection and eventually I’ll write a songfic for each and every one of them. Keep an eye out for them. Chances are they’ll all have a lemon in them. I’ll try to throw in different pairings but I’m pretty much a 1x2/2x1 fan to the max….unless 06 is thrown in there 6x1 and 6x2 pairings are just HOT!!!
Genre: hentai, songfic, yaoi, one shot, maybe some sap, Duo POV, language
Summary: Duo reflects on the highlights of his life with Heero.
Pairing: 1x2
Disclaimers: *sighs* is this really necessary? I have thirty-odd fics mostly in GW view point. If I owned the fucking series, that’s exactly what it would be, a *fucking* series. So I ain’t saying it. If Heero and Duo ain’t screwing each other’s silly, it obviously ain’t mine.
A/N: The song used in this fic isn’t mine either. It belongs to a wonderful group called Xscape from the Soulfood soundtrack.
Starstruck hoes beg me to connect with them
‘cos I look correct with them
and know how to sex them
My life with Heero Yuy…wow…where to start. We’re like polar opposites you know. I’m messy, loud, and outgoing. Yuy is…well…, neat, stric, stoic, and subtly outgoing every now and then. Not to mention his body. Oops, that doesn’t have anything to us being opposites does it?
Well in a way, come on. He’s compact, chiseled with those eyes you can drown in. I’m wiry…yeah, I think that’s it. I don’t know what to really say other than that without being egotistical. Yeah, Duo used a big word. I’m not the baka everyone thinks I am. I think Heero’s the only one who really sees me as something else without being empathic like Q-man.
Heero’s seen me in my darker moments and hadn’t hightailed it out of there yet so I guess he’s a keeper. Oh, yeah, we’re lovers ya know.
House on two acres lakes
in the peach state
eating steak and lobster
steady trying to prosper
build up my roster like the old Motown
too to hold down and the whole world know now
I demonstrate
Stacking plates platinum state
and busting that ass with groups like Xscape
what the deal?
I want to see if you can get down (get down)
Like you say you doIn the middle of the night when I wanna feel right
All I think about is you
Oh! Now the highlights! The SEX! Well, he calls it love making but I’m from L2. That means anything that involves the horizontal tango of any kind is sex. Not that I don’t know the difference. With strangers things get old real fast. I learned that several times before I finally settled with Heero.
Now it’s like I can’t get enough of him. When I’m not at work, sleeping, or eating, I’m thinking about how he feels when I’m inside him or he’s inside of me. The man is just a…fucking god!! Literally, a god that fucks. Man, now I’m all flustered…be right back.
Put me in the five positions
Make me want to scream your name
And just when you think I had enough,
I’m like baby do you think we can do it again?
So I’m laying here after one hot steamy session with Heero watching his face as he drifts off. I’m sure the neighbors are going to go complain about the noise. I’m not that quiet when I’m with Heero and I’m not ashamed of it. I voice my pleasures like a champ. I think he likes it too since he never tells me to shut up.
I poke him on the end of his nose lightly and watched it wrinkle. His eyes open and he’s staring at me and I can feel the need rise up again like the tide. “Ready for another go?” I purr at him. He only grunts and his hands are all over me again.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
I mean, the sex is all fine and dandy but Heero does have other assets other than the ones between his legs. He’s a good cook, a good listener, protective, sexy as hell….oops, I already said that, ne? Sorry, can’t think right now, he’s walking around in those damned spandex thingies he calls shorts. He knows I’m watching him. I can see that damn smirk on his face.
I mirror that smirk and sidle behind him. “Hello lover.”
“Hello, Duo.” That’s all he gets to say before pounce on him. Seeing him wear those shorts is just as much fun as taking it off of him.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
I *pant* think *pant* I can talk *pant* to you now without any interruptions now. Heero’s in the shower and I’m left on the floor to recover. Man, okay, highlights…we talked about him being a good cock…I mean cook. He can cook just about anything I can think of. Which leaves me with the dishes, not that I’m complaining. I can’t cook work a lick and we both have accepted that fate. Shit, I burn boiling water.
Anyways, I wash the dishes after every meal while he put away leftovers. He usually finishes before me and stands behind me with his arms around my waist as he waits for me to finish. He a good two inches taller than me which places his head comfortably on my shoulder and my backside melded perfectly against his front right where his di--…oh, look, Heero’s out of the shower….and wearing that small black robe Tro gave him for our honeymoon. Oops, gotta go…uh….yeah.
Tingle tingle my body
You make me, oh, baby
I ain’t been the same that night when you
Put me in the five positions
You made me scream your name
You can say I’m sprung
I don’t give a damn
I want to do it again and again and again
The robe is left on the floor where I threw it. His freshly showered body is sprawled on the bed. I stared down hungrily at the scene he painted with his body. Any room could be a masterpiece if there is a bit of naked Heero in it.
I strip off the clothes I have remaining, a slowly crusting button-up, and climb onto the bed with him. I straddle him drinking him in with my eyes. He stared back at me with hooded eyes. His eyes turn dark navy blue when he aroused, almost black. Those are the eyes that stared back at me. I feel him swell under me and the games are on.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
His hands pump in and out of me with precision and deadly accuracy as he stabs my prostate on the first try. My back bows as he worked those lubed digits in and out driving me crazy. Didn’t I say he was good with his hands? Yeah, he could fix anything and everything around the house and…ah!...and message all the kinks out of your shoulders…and…and...oh hell.
I grab the lube container and spread the stuff over his length. We would have to go to the store and get more. He remove his fingers and I mourn the loss momentarily before I position myself for bigger and better things.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
I lower myself slowly onto him loving the way he feels. Every time he takes me, it feels like the first time. His cock stretching and filling me, pushing the air out of my lungs to replace them with heated passionate words.
When we made love for the first time
It felt so good inside
I lay across my bed and watched tears run from my eyes
Too good to let it go
So don’t disturb this flow
All I know is I can’t wait, can’t wait to do it again
We pause so that we could adjust to each other. He feels so good inside me. He shifts and I gasp and moan as the movement presses the tip of his cock against my prostate. Staring down at him, I could see his eyes closed in concentration. He would move until I gave the ‘go ahead’. That’s another one of the highlights. He was tentative, loving, considerate. Yeah, I know that Heero doesn’t let on that he’s that way. This side of his is only for me. While others get his glares and death threats, I get his loving affectionate glances and his smile. And his cock. Sorry, can’t be too sentimental right now. Maybe afterwards.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
I start to move over him feeling his erection retreat and invade my entrance. My own erection was left untouched and slapping against my stomach. I didn’t like rushing things unless the moment called for it. This wasn’t one of those moments. After this, we’d sleep in each other’s arms or whisper sweet endearments to each other or just start another bout of the hot juicy stuff.
‘Cos every time you show me that
And the every which way that you throw my back
I just can’t get enough
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again)
We reached our peek together with me doing all the work. I rode him faster listening to his breath quicken and feeling his hips snap involuntarily to meet me half way. I moaned loudly as he gripped my hips but not taking control. He loved to let go every now and then.
I went faster and faster until I felt the knot in my stomach slowly uncurl. He read my approaching completion and wrapped his hand around my erection. I cried out and pushed up and down harder.
‘Cos every time you show me that (In the morning)
And the every which way that you throw my back (Sweet love in the summertime)
I just can’t get enough (Your sweet face)
I find myself saying let’s do it again (let’s do it again) (Laying next to mine)
We cried out at the same time. Heero never got loud until the very end of things. It’s like a big surprise to hear him shout in the throes of completion. His husky voice calling out my name sends shivers of pleasure up and down my spine until my nerves sing with it. I coat both our stomachs while he coats my inside. We’d need to shower before the stuff dried.
I slumped against him and stared into his sated face. He glowed after having sex. He glowed whenever he smiled. Yeah, I’m in love. And I know he’s in love too so that makes things that mush sweeter.
“I love you, Heero.”
“I love you too.”
I let my eyes close then feeling sleep creep up on me.
“Duo…”
“Yeah?”
“Let’s do it again.”
Let’s do it do it do it do it do it again
Owari
A/N: I don’t know what came over me. I had to write this. I mean, I have TONS of music in my collection and eventually I’ll write a songfic for each and every one of them. Keep an eye out for them. Chances are they’ll all have a lemon in them. I’ll try to throw in different pairings but I’m pretty much a 1x2/2x1 fan to the max….unless 06 is thrown in there 6x1 and 6x2 pairings are just HOT!!!