Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Resistance is Futile ❯ Bliss ( Chapter 12 )

Chapter 12 - Bliss

When Heero felt Duo's lips pressing so unexpected on his own he clenched for a short moment. He opened his mouth to ask what the meaning of this was when Duo's cheeky tongue took advantage of the situation and entered Heero's mouth.

That strange tongue that slowly but firmly explored his mouth let every thought of protest immediately die in Heero. He didn't exactly know what Duo was doing - and above all not why - but it was quite unimportant right now. It felt incredibly good and Heero realized to his astonishment that he wanted more of it.

Hesitating Heero started to return the kiss. Instinctively he caressed Duo's tongue with his own. Duo reacted with a deep sigh. His grip at Heero's face got stronger and he was pulled closer to Duo - even if that seemed to be nearly impossible.

Hot and cold shivers ran over Heero's body. He never had felt anything like this. Why hadn't he known that such sensations were possible? Why hadn't J prepared him for them? Heero didn't exactly know what he should do now, a condition he had never liked.

But he was sure of one thing at least. He wanted more. More to feel, more to sense, perhaps then he would find out why he liked it so much. Heero lifted his arms that had been hanging useless on his sides and embraced Duo. Pressed his body closer to his own. Immediately butterflies started to flutter in his stomach. This sensation was simply marvellous.

Heero didn't know on which of the many sensations he should concentrate. The sheer amount of sensations seemed nearly to overwhelm him and he just stopped analysing them. Only to feel seemed possible - and necessary - in this moment.

His hands caressed shyly Duo's back. Despite the disturbing clothes he could feel Duo's muscles flex. Again and again Duo's braid stroked over his back of the hand. The hair felt incredibly soft and silky even if it was captured in this firm braid.

Suddenly Heero noticed that Duo embraced him too and also started to caress his back. But the movements of the Deathscythe pilot were more confident than his own. One hand lay in his neck and had started to scratch him gently, the other had meanwhile reached his ass and started to knead it. Now it was Heero's turn to sigh deeply.

Meanwhile their tongues only stopped their wild dance when one of them needed to catch some air. It happened in total synchrony as if they never had done anything else, as if they were meant for it.

Duo moved his hand off Heero's ass and slid it under the tank top. His fingers caressed Heero's back then slowly slid to the front, over the tight belly and back again. They shortly stopped kissing only for Duo to shove the tank top over Heero's head, then their mouths continued with the interrupted activity.

Heero didn't notice being pushed backwards through the room, he was that distracted by Duo's hands on his naked chest. They seemed to be everywhere. For a short moment the absurd thought that Duo had to have more than two hands crossed Heero's mind. All the countless caresses could simply not be explained otherwise.

Then Duo's lips left his mouth and Heero nearly protested. But Duo didn't leave him entirely but kissed slowly along Heero's chin up to his ear lobe, which he started to nibble.

When Duo's fingers found Heero's nipple and caressed it Heero nearly fainted. He grabbed Duo's braid and held on tight to it. The amount of different sensations that rushed over him threatened to overwhelm him and therefore he needed an anchor to give him some support.

Suddenly Heero's hollows of the knee bumped against the bed and with a surprised little yelp he fell backwards onto the bed. Duo, whom he still was embracing, was pulled along. Heero looked up and his gaze met violet eyes which were staring intensely at him.

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Duo looked down at Heero's face. He still couldn't entirely believe what just had happened and still was happening. The moment he had kissed Heero he had been prepared to die. He had been so sure that Heero would kill him or at least injure him gravely.

But nothing of that had happened. On the contrary, after a short, stiffening moment Heero had started to return the kiss - a little hesitating and inexperienced, but still clearly. And Duo had been lost at once. Finally his greatest wish seemed to come true. And when Heero started to caress him too, Duo couldn't have been stopped any more.

Slowly he had pushed Heero towards the bed and removed his tank top at the same time. And now they were here, on this bed, Heero lay under him and looked up to him with big, amazed eyes. In this moment nothing reminded of the oh so Perfect Soldier. It was like a dream. Duo smiled at this thought.

How long had he been wishing for this to happen? How long had he been wishing to caress this perfect body? Duo didn't exactly know it - maybe since their first meeting - but now that it was finally happening, he would enjoy every single second. That was absolutely for sure.

Carefully he lowered his head and captured Heero's mouth again. God, he would never get enough of those wonderful lips! Again he stuck his tongue into the velvet cave, explored every corner and memorised every millimetre.

Duo wanted to feel more of Heero's skin. He interrupted their kiss for a short time to tear his own T-shirt over his head. Heero even let go of his braid for a short second for Duo to accomplish it. After Duo had gotten rid of that annoying piece of clothing he immediately lay down onto Heero. Their chest touched now without the disturbing material. Duo couldn't believe that this was truly happening.

His mouth found Heero's again and their lips met again for a passionate kiss. It was better than everything Duo ever dreamt of. Slowly his hands caressed Heero's sides, explored every rib, felt the perfect skin of the Wing pilot.

Heero also wasn't inactive any more. With one hand he still stroked Duo's hair. Duo wished that Heero would be so courageous to open his braid. It surely would be wonderful to feel Heero's hands weaving through the silken mass.

But the moment Duo wanted to ask him to do so Heero's other hand sneaked into his pants. Heero's fingers on his ass left Duo speechless.

Meanwhile Heero had opened his legs to make enough room for Duo to lay between them. Excitingly slow Duo rocked on Heero's body, grated his own erection - nearly painfully trapped in his pants - at Heero's.

Heero's hand sneaked to the front. Duo pressed into it, searched for more physical contact.

Duo wasn't able to last any longer. It was heaven on earth to kiss Heero, but he needed something more quite now. He interrupted the kiss again. Heero sighed disappointed when their lips left each other.

Duo knelt - still placed between Heero's legs - on the bed. His hands grabbed determined for Heero's spandex. Just when he reached the fabric he looked deep into Heero's eyes, asking for permission to remove the last barrier between them.

Heero's cobalt-blue eyes beamed at him. Heero's face was completely relaxed and all the same full of curious expectation. In this moment Heero somehow looked so vulnerable - and still more perfect than ever. Duo decided to take the beaming as agreement and started to free the Wing pilot from his much to tight spandex, throwing it away afterwards.

Unnoticed it landed in some corner. Duo was too busy taking in the picture that was presenting itself. The sight of Heero - naked and so aroused - was breathtaking. And the fact that he, Duo, was responsible for Heero's actual state was downright overwhelming.

Duo stretched one hand out and closed it around Heero's shaft. Slowly he slid it up and down. Heero groaned, leaned on both elbows and looked perplexed at Duo. Duo smiled again, than he took off his own pants fast - real fast.

Finally they both were naked - and Duo could feel Heero's admiring gazes going over his body nearly physical. They were like caresses, burned his skin and left him trembling.

Duo bent down, pressed Heero back onto the bed and kissed him anew hungrily. Their bodies touched, rubbed against each other and when their erections met they both moaned simultaneous into the other's mouth.

Heero's hands wandered over Duo's back, stroked slowly down and hesitantly touched the two soft globes of Duo's ass. Duo trembled and sighed into the kiss. He wouldn't be able to last any longer. Really not!

Blindly Duo reached with one hand at Heero's bedside table and searched for the tube of hand lotion he had noticed there earlier on. Hastily he opened it, coated his fingers and reached for his opening to prepare himself. He wanted, no he needed to feel Heero inside him!

When he thought he was prepared enough he sat up on Heero's thighs. Then he coated Heero's shaft with the lotion and brought himself into position. Slow, tormenting slow he lowered himself and felt Heero filling him more and more.

Heero's eyes got bigger and bigger, and when he was completely sheathed in Duo he gasped, "Duo...," and grabbed anew for the braid, winding it like a lifeline around his wrist.

Duo stayed motionless for a moment to enjoy this wonderful feeling of being filled - and Heero's astonished expression. Then he started to move. Slowly he lifted himself, let Heero glide nearly entirely out of him only to take him deep inside again.

Heero's eyelids fluttered and closed, and his lips escaped one uncontrolled moan after the other.

Duo increased the speed, altered the angle and finally every stroke hit his prostrate and let stars explode behind his eyes.

Heero pushed him slightly forward with the braid but it didn't really bother Duo, even if it slightly affected his freedom of movement. Duo leaned with both hands on Heero's chest while riding him. Everything was simply perfect that moment.

Faster and faster Duo lifted and lowered himself. Loud gasping filled the room. Duo wanted more, he could hardly last any longer. "Please... touch... me!" he moaned.

Heero's eyes only showed desire and astonishment. Impatiently Duo grabbed Heero's free hand and brought it to his aching erection. Finally the Wing pilot seemed to understand what Duo needed so desperately right now. The same moment Heero's fingers closed around Duo's dick his prostrate was hit too. Stars danced behind his eyes.

Further and further he drove them both. Heero seemed to grow more confident with every minute, his hand stroked up and down while his thumb stroked the wet tip. Duo was intoxicated, he knew he wouldn't last any longer and he raced towards completion.

As Heero's member hit his prostrate the next time Duo came with a loud cry. An incredible orgasm rushed all-over his body. Every muscle contracted and Duo could clearly feel Heero's dick trapped inside him. This was absolute bliss.

This last stimulus seemed to push Heero over the edge too. He came with a groaned "Duo...!"

For some moments Duo stayed in this position. Then he slowly and almost reluctantly ended their joining. Heero slid out of him and Duo got an intensive feeling of loss. Immediately he threw himself again at Heero and embraced him.

Duo snuggled his head under Heero's chin and tried to press him as close as possible against him. If he had something to say in that matter he would never let go of Heero again.

Duo raised his head and kissed Heero's chin. Then he closed his eyes overwhelmed by this moment. "Oh god Heero... I love you," he sighed.