Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Made Me Break ❯ Where Else Would You Be? ( Chapter 4 )

Disclaimer: *sniffles into her hankie* They just told me... I don't know how to tell you, but they've said... they said... I don't own Gundam Wing! Why! Heero, Why!?

Wufei can't wait for his lemon, and I brought it to his hospital room to show him, but Duo showed up with popcorn, and Heero came in behind him.

Trowa figured that it would be a perfect place to make out with Quatre, so they came too, and Trowa flipped the lights off on his way in.

I wonder if Quatre knows what a lemon is? I made sure Wufei knew he had to share his kleenex with Quatre if he had to.

Read on...

Made Me Break

Chapter 4 ~ Where Else Would You Be?

They slammed up against the hotel room door and lost themselves in the passionate kiss for a moment before two women passed them by, breaking into fits of giggles around the bend in the hallway.

Heero pulled back, panting, loosening his tie and shrugging off his jacket. Duo flipped around and searched his pants, careful not to disturb his erection, and slid their room key through the lock on the door with shaky hands.

It dropped to the floor from his grasping fingers when Heero groaned and leaned into him, pressing his lips against the back of Duo's neck, beside his braid, pressing his hips against Duo.

Duo pressed his face against the cool wood of the door and whimpered. "We need to get inside the room first, Heero."

Heero gripped onto his fleeting control and pulled back. "Oh. Right. Hn."

Duo sort of slumped to the floor and dragged his fingers over the carpet to grab hold of the key. He stood up and leaned back into Heero, their hands wound together and managed to sweep the card through the lock as Heero swept Duo up off his feet.

"Geeze, Hee-chan. I can walk you kn-"

Heero cut him off with a severe kiss.

Duo landed on the bed with a bounce and looked up through his bangs to see Heero hopping on one foot, struggling to take a shoe off. He chuckled softly, and started working on his own clothes.

Duo had barely gotten his pants off, and was tugging at his boxers when Heero, who didn't have to worry about underclothes because... he didn't wear any... pressed a hand into the middle of Duo's chest and pushed him onto his back. Duo bit back a moan as Heero let his weight distribute along the smaller boy's body. Almost every inch of Duo's flesh met his own, and then gave to accept Heero's position above him.

Duo nearly jumped when their erections met, even through his underwear, and then just closed his eyes and moaned as Heero pressed against him again. Heero watched Duo's eyes slide closed and paused for a moment, still pressed firmly enough for Duo's eyes to remain closed, to simply watch Duo experience that first lance of pleasure.

"Heero..." Duo moaned out, and then his breath caught again when Heero's hand slipped down between them, and his fingers lightly and slowly stroked Duo through his boxers. Tingles ran up and down his spine, and he thanked his lucky stars over and over again that he was wearing his silk boxers.

Duo's eyes were clenched shut tightly now, and Heero watched in amusement as his face turned into the pillow and he tried to hold back the pants and groans that Heero so desperately wanted to hear.

Heero lowered his face down into Duo's neck, and sniffed at the scent there. Duo, head buried in the cotton pillow, stifled his laughter at Heero's actions. Heero always seemed to turn slightly puppyish during sex.

Heero, as if cognizant of Duo's thoughts, growled deep in his throat and nipped at the flesh he'd been sniffing a moment before. Duo's let out a chuckle and muttered a husky, "fuck."

"Mmhmm." Heero lapped at the small bite on Duo's neck and Duo let out a strangled moan and pressed his groin further into Heero's still manuvering fingers.

Heero's hands abandoned Duo's arousal, much to the braided brunet's protest, and hooked into those thankfully-silk boxers. Duo suppressed another needy sound as air hit his naked flesh, and then let it go at a much higher pitch when Heero resettled on him, pressing them together.

"H-Heero... just..." his words were cut off as two of Heero's fingers slipped into his mouth and stroked the flat of his tongue. With a whimper, Duo's lips surrounded the fingers, and he sucked on them seductively, eyes flashing open to meet Heero's dazed ones.

Take that. Duo pressed himself upward, and watched in glee as Heero's eyes slid closed and he let loose another growl.

Long, rough, nimble fingers reached blindly for their end table and closed over a bottle of lube. Heero's eyes narrowed as he concentrated on not letting his concentration slip and embarrassing himself. His hands drew down Duo's legs to ease them apart.

Duo gasped as cool, slick fingers traced the sensative skin of his opening, and then eased in and worked to widen him into acceptance.

Violet eyes clenched shut and then eased as the slight pain turned into pleasant pressure.

"Heero... quit playing around, will you?"

Heero chuckled softly and then gasped as Duo's fingers surrounded his erection and took the lube from his free hand. It was moments before he felt tender fingers leaving him unfinished and growled. Duo tossed the bottle off the side of the bed and then plunged his fingers into Heero's thick hair. He opened his legs wider and pressed once more against Heero. His eyes opened at the first bit of pressure, and their gazes locked.

"Oh... Duo-" Heero bit back anything further as he pressed his way inside of the tight heat of his koi. He paused momentarily, then felt Duo's hips pushing back at him and thrust the remaining way in.

Duo groaned as they came together completely.

They paused for a moment to revel in the perfection, and then Heero growled, Duo whispered incomprehensible words, and they began to move.

There were pants and groans as they thrust slowly against eachother. Duo squirmed in Heero's grip, trying to get closer if it were possible. Heero began to draw out his thrusts, teasing Duo into helpless begging.

"Heero! Please, don't play with me!"

Heero leaned down and licked under Duo's ear before smiling into his soft skin, "that's not what you were saying earlier..."

Duo gasped as Heero punctuated that statement with a direct hit to his prostate.

"I... ah... didn't know what I was saying. I was out of my..."-gasp-"mind!"

"So, you want me- to stop- playing with you?"

There was a moment of not quite silence as Duo tried desperately to get ahold of his vocal recesses. "You try, and I'll kill you dead. Heero!" Heero had chosen that moment to bite down at the fading marks on Duo's neck and speed up his movements.

The headboard banged against the room's wall and the phone slowly worked it's way to the edge of the bedside table as the couple entwined in the sheets, and Duo's rapidly loosening hair, ended all forms of verbal communication.

Duo felt shivers go up and down his spine as Heero's breath shortened noticibly, and the sounds in the back of his cobalt eyed lover's throat became almost animialistic. Duo's head fell back on the silk pillow, and then pressed into the downy mass to help his back arch up into Heero's wandering hands. Those wonderful, awful, torturing hands that made their way from his shoulders, down his back, to grip at his buttocks and pull them roughly together yet again.

Panting breaths fell along the skin of his neck as Heero laid open mouth kisses down there, his tongue traveling from pulse point to pulse point, feeling Duo's ragged moans from the vibrations in his throat. They were, if possible, speeding up even more, and Heero's lips crashed down on Duo's, drowning out both of their sounds of ecstasy. Duo stiffened in his arms, and Heero only had a moment to prepare before Duo's muscles tightened around him and their mouths broke apart for Duo to yell blindly as he came.

Heero's eyes closed tightly as the pressure bore down around him, and gasped sharply as he spilled into his lover. And then, hovering for a moment over his still shivering form, collapsed onto Duo with a groan.

They lay there for a moment, basking in what Duo had informed Heero was 'the afterglow,' catching their breaths.

"Duo..." Heero breathed his name out, then inhaled again and softly stroked his fingers against Duo's bare skin. He leaned down and nuzzled into Duo's neck once more and pressed soft kisses in a necklace around his collar. "Promise me something, Duo."

Duo sighed happily, then pulled back, hazy violet eyes clearing at the serious tone in Heero's voice, locking their gazes together. "What?"

"Promise me, the next time you feel like running away..."

Duo felt his whole body flush and chill as he realized Heero had heard the earlier words between himself and Relena. "Yes?"

"... Promise me that I can come with you?"

There was silence for a moment, and then a short laugh from Duo.

"Where else would you be?"

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His palms were getting sweaty, and the champagne was doing dangerous things to his stomach, but he refused to let it show as he swept Sally Po around the dance floor. His eyes remained over her shoulder on a spot on the wall behind her, silently counting his steps.

He wasn't a very good dancer.

one two three, one two three, one two -

He was cut off by her giggle. He'd been murmuring aloud.

Good one, Chang.

He narrowed his eyes at her, and as his concentration slipped, so did his footing. They stumbled against eachother, into each other, and ended up much closer than was normally acceptable on the dance floors of fashionable functions. They froze, and their eyes met. He blushed, and she looked away, and they started over again.

one two three, one two three...

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I spent a lot of time on this chapter (as I'm sure you noticed *winces* sorry about that, really) for two big reasons. One, the lemon was a killer, and I ended up having to write it line by line, then go back and fix all the inconsistencies. Secondly, this series has inspired a new idea for me. Rest assured, I will finish this fic, but after I'm done with it, I'm going back and adding a prologue and a few flashbacks, and making it part one of a five part arc.

Now, I've never written an arc before, mainly because I hate doing sequels, but I figure I can follow through with this one because it's really going to be more like five loosely related stories on the same premise that this story came about as. What if one of the GW pilots had never entered the war at Operation Meteor? Well, for this fic, I picked Quatre, and in the revision of it, I'll show you just exactly what stopped him from carrying out Operation Meteor and joining the other four boys. The point of the story is that, even if they hadn't met in the war, the boys were all destined to mean something to each other. The title refers to a 'me' in it, and in this particular story, 'me' is Trowa. Here's how the arc, which I'm titling "Fate Made Me Do It", is going to break down:

'Made Me Break': In which Quatre never joins Operation Meteor.

'Made Me Feel': In which Duo never joins Operation Meteor.

'Made Me Fall': In which Trowa never joins Operation Meteor.

'Made Me Cry': In which Heero never joins Operation Meteor.

'Made Me Fight': In which Wufei never joins Operation Meteor.

If you're interested in reading any of the rest of the stories after this one is finished, you can most certainly look for them later, here or at my website, but the point is that you can read any of them and they'll stand alone. Titles are tentative, and I'm worried about Heero's, because I don't really see a way to take the war out of Heero, but I've got a few ideas. Lovely. That's all I have, then.

Love, and Happy V-Day!

Goddess Blue