Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Not So Simple ❯ Making Love To Death ( Chapter 2 )

Gundam Wing - Yaoi - Heero X Duo.

NC-17 - Lemon. Here, Duo induce Heero to kiss him, starting some sort of relationship with the pilot. Although that was enough for the braided boy, his new found boyfriend wanted more, and this time Heero is the one doing the moves to get closer...

"One kiss?"

"..." Nothing.

"Please?"

"..." Just the click of the laptop.

"For the sake of the mission?"

"..." Not even a twitch.

"Heeeeeero!!!"

"..." One more glare.

"I'm talking to you buddy! Come on!"

Duo was getting frustrated. He was, for the past two hours, trying to convince Heero to kiss him. The truth was that the braided boy had a huge crush on his partner, for a long time. The lie was that Heero was supposed to kiss him for the sake of the mission. Actually, that was not really a lie.

Shinigami doesn't lie.

Duo told Heero he was a horny guy, and needed some attention. If he got what he wanted, he'd be more focused on the mission. At first Heero called him 'baka', ignoring the pleas of his friend. After some glaring and frowning, Heero told him to go after someone else. Duo said he couldn't, due the fact that screaming hormones only wanted attention from the 'perfect soldier'.

"Come on Heero! I'm hot for you! Just one kiss, it'll make my performance on the mission so much better! Shinigami can't focus when he's thinking about your butt!"

"Omae o korosu."

"Ok, just make sure you kiss me first..."

Heero was nervous. He needed to finish working on the last mission report, and for that to happen, the stupid boy must shut the fuck up! The idea of kissing him was, Heero had to admit to himself, at least entertaining. But he didn't need entertainment in the middle of the war. He needed his report done.

"Ok."

"Please Heero, I'll die if... What did you just say?" Duo sat right up on his bed, in the room he and Heero shared at the school they were in.

Heero stood, typing a few last things on his laptop. He turned around from the desk, and walked toward Duo. He stopped near the boy and crossed his arms.

"I said ok. I'll kiss you and then you'll shut up so I can finish my report."

Duo was on his feet in less than a second. He got close to Heero, eyeing him. Did he really hear that right?

"Ok... you'll kiss me..."

"..."

"But there are some rules... I don't want just a peck. I want two full minutes, I want tongues and all, got it?"

"Hn."

"No biting, no shooting and no kicking, Heero. Just lips, ok?"

"Why don't you just... relieve yourself in the bathroom?"

"Already did that!" Duo said, grinning.

There was no time for Heero, if he needed some. Duo put his arms around his neck and kissed him hard. Heero trembled, this was a different sensation. When Duo forced his tongue inside Heero's mouth, the stoic pilot moaned a little. The kiss was harsh, with lots of tongues and lips.

"Two minutes and twenty-two seconds!" Duo said, when he and Heero pulled apart. The boy was already seated in his chair, typing at his laptop. "You lost track of time. Got you, Yuy!"

With that, Duo left the room, without looking at Heero. He knew the boy was pissed. Heero Yuy was perfect, he would never lose track of time. If he lost track, that meant his emotions confused him, causing him to lose himself. And if it was Duo's kiss that did that to Heero, that meant Duo had a chance.

Heero wasn't typing. He was repeating a mantra inside his head. He felt things he was not supposed to feel. He should get away from Duo. Get away from him...

Heero never got away from Duo. The braided boy would make thousands of bets, all involving missions, always annoying Heero until the pilot would accept. Sometimes Heero won, and Duo had to clean the room, shut up for hours and distract Relena so Heero could escape. Sometimes Duo won, and all those times, Heero had to kiss him.

Heero lost track of time during every kiss. Two minutes turned into five. They got better at it, being more gentle, but still demanding and hot. Duo didn't tease him anymore, and they started to get along better.

For Duo, all of this was heaven. He was attracted to the perfect soldier since the first day he saw the boy, trying to kill Relena. Not long from that day, both boys spent a month together in school, and that was when Duo acknowledged his crush for Heero. He never imagined he had a chance with the stoic pilot. But Duo was known for his persistence and courage. He was death. He was not afraid of dying by Heero's hand, if the pilot got enraged with Duo's touches. Who's better for him than the immortal boy?

Shinigami wanted Perfection.

Heero was slowly falling for Duo. He ignored all the warnings from his mind; the ones saying he was growing fond of the braided baka and the ones saying he should get away from him. He didn't want to accept that every day he got more impatient for the 'kissing time' as he didn't want to actually do what he should to get away from all that. He knew all that was wrong, but he didn't care anymore. He was making no effort to run away nor to welcome Duo's advances.

He stopped thinking about it. Duo's performance on battlefield was better than ever, and the boy was much more easy to get along. As for himself, he was more relaxed for his missions, able to think clearly and relieved of stress. Their relationship was only bringing benefits for both of them.

They went on like this for a long time. Heero, still rude and silent. Duo, still energetic and talkative. For five minutes everyday, they could be someone else, lost in each other. Heero made some noises and Duo was calm, for once radiating peace and contentment. They were satisfied with what they had. Duo never thought he could get more, and Heero just... didn't think about it.

One day, at a safehouse, things changed. Trowa and Quatre were already asleep, while Wufei was on a solo mission. He was sure getting a lot of solo missions, missions that would always strangely calm the chinese boy. He'd be back more sociable and happy. Strange indeed...

Well, that night, Duo was lying on his bed when he asked for a kissing session. There was no need to make bets and Heero was no longer reluctant to the idea anymore. They were usually standing as they kissed, so Heero got up from his chair and stood next to Duo's bed. He waited for Duo to get up, but the boy was far too lazy to do that.

"Come here, Heero. I'm tired. Lay down here with me."

Heero stiffened, but after eyeing Duo and seeing no danger in the lazy spread boy, he did as he was told. He slowly lay down beside Duo, looking at the ceiling, crossing his arms at his chest.

"Uncomfortable?"

"Very."

"Try lying on your side, Heero... Looking at me. Or do you rather I lay on top of you? I can't kiss you like this..."

"Hn."

Still uncomfortable, Heero did as told and looked at Duo. The boy was grinning, obviously entertained with Heero's discomfort. Without waiting nor warning, Duo kissed him, getting closer, molding his body to lay perfectly with Heero's. The perfect soldier tensed a little, but soon he was distracted by Duo's kissing skills, and he lost himself in their little exchange of affection.

They stayed like that for a long time. Duo kept one hand touching Heero's face, while the other boy had a grip on his braid, playing with the end of it. They parted for breath many times, but at all of them, Duo would come back for more, denying Heero a chance to get away. Not that he wanted to. Both were slightly moaning, too caught up at the moment.

After a while, Duo stopped, suddenly, and moved back, putting some space between them. He looked scared, for some reason, but not even two seconds later, his smiling mask was back on his face.

"What?" Heero asked, confused. He was really enjoying the session.

"Time to stop, honey. 'Shini' here is waking up."

"Who?" Heero was more confused, if that was possible.

"Oi Heero !! Enough, don't you think?"

Heero was displeased now. For some insane reason, he wanted more. More kissing, and more... of whatever there was to want more of. He wasn't thinking exactly about sex, but he started to when he saw the blush on Duo's face and then he understood who 'Shini' was... He stopped to think about the matter, trying to find a reason why Duo wanted to stop, but he got nowhere.

"What about sex?"

That question alone was enough for Duo to sit upright in the bed, redder than before, coughing. He sneezed a little, and then tried his voice once or twice.

"What about it?"

"Do you want to do it?"

"Oi Heero !! No !! I mean... yes, but not like that... Ah... no, the answer is no..."

"Why?"

"What?"

"Why not." That wasn't a question.

Heero was getting very annoyed with Duo's behavior, and he now demanded an explanation for the sudden shyness of the pilot. That wasn't like Duo. The boy was outgoing and easy to deal with, when you have social skills. Even with Heero, after a certain level of intimacy, they both were better with each other, there was no reasonable explanation for that kind of behavior.

"Heero..." Duo was very embarrassed. "I... don't have sex like that..."

"Do it now. You said you were always horny. You don't lie."

"I know, Heero. But I... I'm always horny, but that doesn't mean that I'm always having sex..."

"You're virgin." Heero was blunt.

"Oi oi oi !! Geez Heero... what's with you, man? You don't say stuff like that... out loud. People might hear you, and then my excellent reputation is over..." Duo was purple, moving his arms like a maniac, getting up from the bed.

"Duo..." Now he didn't know what to do or say.

"Look Heero. Kissing is ok. But sex... I don't want it like that. That's just... when are feelings involved... not just sex... I don't want... you have to love-eep!!"

Duo was blabbing, and he noticed that he was starting to talk too much. He left the room without another word, shutting the door loudly, leaving Heero thinking, alone in the bed. After a while, the frustrated boy went to lay down in his own bed, and sleep claimed him.

After talking to Heero, Duo went out to take a walk. He needed to think things over. He sure as hell liked Heero, and he definitely spent many nights thinking about the two of them having sex. But thinking was one thing, doing was another. Duo was sure that there was a curse on him, everyone he loved, died.

Sister Helen, Father Maxwell, Solo... all the children at the orphanage. He was Shinigami now, and he was used to being alone. When he noticed that he had a crush on Heero, he wasn't thinking about love. It was just... something fun, the thrill of getting to win the perfect soldier. It was about conquering the boy. Just that.

To have sex... that sounded stupid even to his own ears, but he didn't want just that. He wanted something more for his first time. Heero was perfect for the job, but getting too attached to him, it would only end up hurting both of them, especially Duo. Heero had no feelings, he said so himself. The only thing he knew how to do was fight. There was no place for kindness and love. Only devotion for a cause.

So, getting this close to Heero was out of the question. But somehow... that sounded worse than actually doing it with the boy. Duo came home that night four hours latter, he had wandered in the streets without direction, and he ended up back at his and Heero's bedroom door. Feeling a little depressed, he entered quickly and went to sleep, without even a glance to his roommate.

He hadn't even noticed that Heero was awake, waiting for him. Getting in the same room as him without the pilot noticing, was impossible.

A week passed, there was still tension lingering between the two pilots whenever they were in the same room. Duo was talking less, while Heero was glaring more. All the other three pilots noticed that, but no one had the courage to interfere on Heero's problem. Their attraction was obvious for Quatre, Trowa and Wufei, and they were smart enough to let it go without a comment. Quatre once tried to talk to Duo, but the boy politely ignored him... if that's possible. Duo only smiled and avoided the subject.

The 'kissing time' ended between Heero and Duo. They slept in the same room, but it was as if they were somewhere else. Duo joked a little from time to time, but he never touched or came close to Heero. The stoic pilot never ignored Duo anymore, always turning fully to him when the braided boy was talking, but their eyes never met.

After several days, Heero came to a conclusion. Duo didn't want just sex, he wanted something more. And Heero didn't know if he could give the boy that, though he himself was going insane, craving his minutes with Duo alone, tormented by hot dreams, relying on long showers. He needed to do something... for the sake of the mission? Or was it for his sake?

Whatever... Somehow, that wasn't important anymore.

One night, Heero waited for Duo to go take a shower. After a few minutes of listening to the water running, he removed all his clothes, leaving only his boxers, and he silently entered the bathroom. He stood outside the shower, analyzing Duo's shape trough the curtain. The boy was washing his hair, humming a song, probably a stupid American one. Heero then, already excited, pulled the curtain open and stepped inside the shower. Duo froze.

"What... what are you doing?" Heero could barely hear him, with the sound of the running water.

He didn't respond. Instead, he reached out for the boy, wrapping his arms around his waist, lips connecting to Duo's neck, tongue darting out to taste the skin there. He was already soaked, enjoying the smell of Duo's hair.

"Heero..." Duo shuddered. "I don't want to have sex..."

"We are not going to..."

Duo somewhat relaxed a bit, letting Heero's tongue explore his neck and shoulder, while Heero's hand traced his belly, circling his nipples. All Duo could do was moan at the sudden attack, throwing his head back, exposing more of himself. He almost drowned himself with the hot spray of water on his face.

Heero didn't stop, licking Duo's ear, roaming his hand around the front of Duo's body, avoiding his erection. Duo was breathing hard, reaching out to the wall with one hand, for support, while the other reached behind him, grabbing Heero's butt. With that, the eager boy started rocking his hips, causing some friction, forcing his cock between Duo's cheeks. His boxers, soaked, were getting in the way.

Duo, in the back of his mind, knew that all this making out was going to lead to the one thing he didn't want to do. But he couldn't care less. His mind was overpowered with the feelings Heero was awakening in him, not a sensible thought crossed his mind. All he wanted now was to keep rubbing himself against his partner, trying to get the most he could.

Keeping Duo up with one arm around his waist, Heero removed his boxers with the other hand, all the while nipping at Duo's back. When he was totally naked, he turned the boy around, taking a good look at him. Duo was beautiful. A red blush on his face, mouth slightly opened, breathing hard, eyes closed, strong and toned body, his erection proudly up. He was against the back wall, letting Heero be the one under the shower now.

Duo's mind was far away from there. He was trying hard to get a hold of himself, but soon found out it was impossible. He was making out with the perfect soldier under the shower. The idea was mind-blowing. He wasn't worried anymore, all he wanted was to feel Heero so close, naked, rubbing himself against him. By the way... where was Heero?

Before Duo could open his eyes, Heero was all over him again. He gave the violet-eyed boy a rough kiss, biting his lips, almost strong enough to cut the delicate skin. Heero wasn't careful or kind, he was more of 'take what you want' kind of person. And that served only to excite Duo more.

Heero's hand found his nipple, twisting between his fingers, hard, until Duo cried out. His other hand went in search of Duo's cock. When Heero found it, he gripped it hard, starting long movements, up and down, accompanying it with the rock of his own hips, rubbing his cock with Duo's. Soon, his hand was gripping both, stroking them together, making their moans louder.

Duo crossed his arms around Heero's neck, sometimes scraping his nails down the other's back. He kissed the boy fiercely, forcing his tongue inside Heero's mouth, biting him and moaning. While getting near the end, he gripped Heero's hair, tugging hard, biting his shoulder until a red mark formed, a futile attempt to gain control over himself.

Heero, as a well trained soldier, had more control over himself, and was able to hold his orgasm. Duo wasn't so lucky, he spilled his seed on his belly and Heero's hand, crying out his lover's name. His body went limp, supported only by Heero and the wall. He rested his head on Heero's shoulder, catching his breath.

After a minute or two, Duo started kissing Heero again, slowly, from his shoulder to his mouth, aware that Heero wasn't finished yet. He grinned, remember Heero's words.

"You said we weren't going to have sex..."

"We aren't..." was the low reply.

"If this is a make out session, I don't even want to think what sex is like..."

"Hn."

Without any more words, Heero turned Duo around quickly, pressing the boy against the wall with his body, his manhood pressed between Duo's cheeks. With one hand around Duo's hips, he started to stimulate the boy again, rolling his balls in his hand. With the other hand, he reached for the soap, lubricating his fingers. Duo tried to see what Heero was doing, but he couldn't, his face was smashed against the wall with Heero's body keeping him in place.

When he felt Heero backing up a little and then a finger circling his rear, he tensed.

"Heero... what are you doing, man?!!"

"Just relax Duo, otherwise it'll hurt."

"Oh shit... you said we weren't... have you at least done this before?"

"Hn."

That was a 'no', and Duo knew it. Now, he was screwed. Literally. Heero was rude, Duo didn't think the boy was going to take it slowly for him. It was going to hurt like hell, and that was definitely sex. They were going to have sex. There was no way back now... Duo was getting desperate, and when he started to push back, trying to free himself from Heero, all thoughts flied from his mind when his balls were squeezed harder and a finger was inserted inside him, hitting something... good.

"Ohhhh... shit!!"

"Good?" Heero whispered in his ear.

"Oh yeah..."

Duo started rocking his hips, pushing himself against Heero, and he didn't even noticed when one finger became three, stretching him, fucking him hard, making him pant and sweat, water splashing from Heero onto his back. The other boy was rubbing himself on him, his lips attached to Duo's right ear, sucking and moaning a little, while both his hands were stimulating the braided boy.

Heero kept a steady rhythm until he couldn't take it anymore. He removed both hands from Duo, who moaned at the loss, and with the soap, he prepared himself, avoiding the water from the shower. Duo positioned himself better at the wall, keeping his balance with his hands, pulling his legs apart and flexing his knees a little. Heero then parted Duo's cheeks with one hand, while the other guided his cock to Duo's opening. With one fluid movement, he was fully inside the boy.

Duo screamed, from pleasure and from pain. His mind blacked out and his knees gave in, he fell to the shower floor with Heero glued to his back. They stayed like that for some time... Duo on all fours, breathing hard, forehead resting on the floor, and Heero lying on his back, inside him, eyes closed, frowning, deep in thought, concentrating hard on keeping still.

Slowly, Heero positioned himself better, on his knees, behind Duo, the water falling at the braided boy's back now. He moaned, and Heero took that as a sign to keep going. Slowly again, he started moving his hips, not really removing his cock from Duo, only impaling himself more, just actually poking Duo.

"He... Heero..." Duo sounded pleading.

"Yeah?"

"I'm... I'm drowning..." Duo sounded... stupid.

"Baka."

The water falling at Duo's back was dripping to his head, due the position the boy was, and his hair was all over him, blocking his head from view. It looked like it was suffocating Duo. The boy didn't have the energy to stand up, so Heero helped him the best way he could. He grabbed Duo's hair and pulled, hard, all the way forcing himself more inside the boy.

"Ohhhhh!!"

Duo now sounded sexy. He looked sexy, on all fours, all wet and hard, overwhelmed with what they were doing. It wasn't sex. No, it wasn't... It was so much more than that. At that moment, Heero realized how deep his feelings for the American were. Duo turned him on so much... Duo made him feel like someone else, someone loved and with a bigger purpose other than winning the war. Somehow the boy had broken through his barriers and made him care. Heero cared now... cared about a lot of things. Including Duo himself.

With warm thoughts in his mind, Heero started moving. With one hand full of Duo's hair and the other on Duo's hips, Heero slid himself all the way out of Duo, only to thrust all the way back in quickly. He repeated that, and every time he did it, he increased his tempo. Every tug on his hair made Duo moan louder, saying his lover's name out loud, over and over again. Other than that, the only sounds that could be heard were of the water falling and flesh meeting flesh.

At some point, Heero lost control, and with one last thrust he came, spilling his seed inside Duo, letting a loud grunt slip past his lips. He let Duo's hair go, and before the boy could fall again, he embraced him by the waist, Duo's back now against his chest. Still hard inside the boy, he remained poking Duo a little, while masturbating him. With his head resting on Heero's shoulder, Duo came for the second time.

Both satisfied, Heero sat back, resting against the other wall of the shower box, removing himself from Duo and bringing his limp body with him. The water kept running, cleaning the evidence, until there was nothing left to prove their heated moment. Heero had his arms around Duo, his eyes closed and his breathing normal. Duo was gazing at the ceiling, his head still resting on Heero's shoulder.

The comforting silence became an odd one.

"Wufei is going to be mad if we use all the hot water..."

There was no response from Heero. He still had his eyes closed.

"I'm hungry."

No response. No movement. Not even a blink or twitch or... something.

"Heero?"

Duo was worried now. Heero was always silent, but this was too much for someone who'd just had sex. Maybe he was having second thoughts. Maybe Heero regretted what they did. Maybe he didn't like it. Duo was scared, he didn't want to be rejected right now. So... he got mad. Whenever Duo was scared, he'd get angry. And that's why he started to free himself from Heero's embrace roughly, standing up under the running water and glaring at Heero, removing his hair from his view.

"You !! You... You said we were not going to have sex. If that wasn't sex, I don't know what it was. Son of a bitch, you tricked me. Liar !!!"

That outburst was enough to make Heero open his eyes. He looked at Duo's fuming face with a blank stare, and slowly he stood up. When he was straightening his back, a fist collided with his face.

"Liar ! Stupid freaking liar !! You tricked me into having sex with you !! You used me... I didn't want it to be like that !!"

Duo launched himself at Heero. But before his hand could grab Heero's throat, the perfect soldier kicked in, and Heero spun Duo around, again keeping the boy still between him and the wall.

"Let go Heero !! Let me go, bastard !! I'm going to kill you and hang your body-"

"It wasn't sex." Heero whispered in his ear.

Duo froze for a moment, but soon he started to kick and pull Heero off of him again. Unfortunately Heero was stronger and had a good grip on him, it was impossible to free himself. He stopped shouting, all his movements ceased.

"It wasn't sex." Heero whispered again. "It was making love."

Duo, slowly, turned his head so he was looking straight at Heero, his eyes searching for the truth in Heero's. He couldn't believe he'd heard it right.

"It was... making love?"

"..." Heero only smiled a little, obviously amused with Duo's reaction.

"So... it means... that you..."

"It means I care about you." Heero said before Duo could finish his sentence.

Duo got the hint. Heero wasn't ready for more. There was a huge possibility that Heero only discovered his feelings at that moment. It was new for both of them, they needed time to get used to it. Satisfied, Duo smiled, and then wrapped his arms around Heero, kissing his neck.

"Ok then. We can... try."

"It could work."

Of course it could work. They could learn more about each other and maybe, if they survived the war, maybe after it, they could have a relationship. It sounded scary for both of them, but it was worth the try.

Heero thought he was only necessary to the war. Duo thought everyone he loved, died. They both had low opinions about themselves. But if they got together, Heero was going to be needed after the war ended. He was going to have someone to love. And if he did survive the war, he would prove that Duo didn't have to be alone all his life.

They could heal each other. If... only if... they survive the war.

"Yeah Heero..." Duo said, hugging Heero a little harder. "It could work..."

And, in the end... it did.

Author's Notes:

This is my second lemon. I believe it came better than the first. At least I was more sure about this 1x2 than I was about the 3x4. I made it more rough and less romantic, I think it's perfect for the characters and the purpose of these fics is to improve my writing skills, so I tried something else.

I'm happier with the way the characters came out. I think Heero is just like that, the way I described him. He is capable of having a relationship during the war. There is an episode where he explains to Quatre that kindness is not necessary in the war... but they weren't fighting at that time, so it was ok for Quatre to be kind and relax, playing with the dogs. The idea of Heero spending his extra time kissing Duo entertains me. About Duo, I noticed that when he cares, he gets angry. He shows this side of him when he's with Hilde. When she almost died to help him, he yelled at her. Not very romantic, but it's more like Duo, really.

I'd like to thank Tisha, who helped me with this fic. She did an excellent job correcting all my grammar, the fic is nice to read now. Thank you!

Mukuro May