Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Servicing Heero ❯ Chapter 1

Hey Minna-chan!!! Chibi Cherrie here, reporting for her summer duty! I've missed y'all and now I'm totally psyched to be updating and adding new ficcies like this one! ::Blushes:: Oh my GOD!!! I JUST NOW realized I've already written my very first lemon!! Ne…..

::blushes majorly:: I hope y'all liked it! Because here comes another one! There were so many reviews on my last little sinful indulgence (MC check it out ^-^) that I decided to write another shameless lemon…::licks lips:: yummy I promise you'll like it! But review anyway and tell me!! PLEASE!!!

Anyway let's kick off the summer right! ::Grins widely:: with a LEMON!!!!

WARNING: shounen ai, yaoi, whatever you wanna call it! LEMON and PWP if you're not mature enough to handle yaoi or shounen ai themes or don't know what that means DON'T READ IT!

Disclaimer: DUH None of these characters are mine!

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An exasperated sigh fell past burning red lips, "Damned air conditioner…" The slender, sweat-soaked figure held in another deep sigh as he raised his palm to sweep aside his dark bangs from his crystalline eyes. Those deep azure eyes slowly followed the gradual slide of the dew that had collected along the side of his glass of iced tea before taking the glass into a tan hand and swallowing down the rest of the amber liquid.

Placing the now empty glass on the kitchen table, ears perked at the sound of brisk heels clacking down the hallway. A quick glance at the stove told the boy that it was almost eleven and his girlfriend would be leaving for work soon. As the thought occurred to him he watched a small flurry of blonde rush into the quiet kitchen, "Heero-" the girl called as she cradled a small cell phone between her ear and shoulder, "Did you call the plumber like I asked?" Her tone was condescending, he didn't like it but forced a small smile.

"He'll be here around noon." Getting the answer she wanted, the dirty blonde (1) opened her mouth to reply but quickly smiled and spoke into her cell phone in a deceptively sweet tone. Holding back a cringe at the high pitch of his girlfriend's voice the Japanese slid out of his chair and walked past the distracted girl and up to his bedroom.

Gently closing the large wooden door to his bedroom the slender youth sighed and resisted the urge to roll his eyes, choosing to walk over to his window instead. Frowning slightly as the warm rays hit his eyes, the dark haired boy raised his hand to shield them slightly, "It's only eleven and its already hotter then hell," he groaned, but turned when he heard a faint yell from down the stairs.

After another long winded yell the now red-faced girl grit her teeth, "He better come down and give me a kiss…" As the low growl left her pink lips the toned figure of her boyfriend appeared at the head of the stairs. She glanced up at him expectantly, but he merely stared back at her coolly and his face broke out into a bright, albeit false, smile as he waved his goodbye before she could voice her protest. "Have a nice day, Relena," was all he said and spun on his heel to walk briskly back into their bedroom.

With a single raised brow and pursed lips, the honey haired girl huffed and grabbed her designer briefcase, nearly tripping over her high-heeled stilettos. Grumbling and sending a hardened glare at the black leather heels, she slammed the door shut, stomping over to her large pink Cadillac. From the upstairs window the blue-eyed boy held in a chuckle as he watched his girlfriend fume out of the driveway and onto the road, "baka…"

Gradually making his descent down the stairs and making his way back into his kitchen, the brunette tugged at the refrigerator door pulling out a small carton of yogurt. Grabbing a spoon the small boy walked into his living room and sat down awaiting the arrival of his plumber.

Licking the last bit of creamy yogurt from the spoon, the small Japanese wiped the gathering sweat from his brow and leaned forward suddenly pulling his nearly sweat-soaked shirt over his head. Leaning back into his couch, he licked his lips, his cheeks were flushed and his lids drooped while his dark bangs clung slightly to his forehead. Jumping slightly, his shoulders hunching in surprise, the Japanese turned to the door as the chime of his doorbell alerted him to the arrival of his plumber.

Quickly stepping up off of the warm cushions, the brunette threw open the front door, forgetting he was garbed simply in his boxers. Drooping lids widened only a fraction when he saw the figure before him. The tall, lean man was well built, his large biceps were bared from the torn seams where the sleeves of his shirt should have been, and his jeans clung to him, accenting his long legs and hips perfectly. The Japanese trailed languid blue eyes up from the defined bulge in those fitted denims to the tight blue shirt with the small round name tag with simply `Duo' stitched on it to the heart-shaped face with a large full mouth, a sloped nose, and the brightest eyes he'd ever seen.

Everything about the man before him screamed and reeked of sex, he swallowed slightly when the other smirked and leaned against the doorway lazily slurring, "What seems to be the problem?" Blinking at the unexpected question the boy shook his head, not knowing how the way his dark bangs swept over his eyes enticed the other before him and allowed the braided man inside, "It's over here in the kitchen."

Licking his lips as he watched the scantily clad boy before him, hungry, violet eyes roved over the slick muscles of the smaller figure. Still slightly blushing from the fact that he was ogling the taller youth, the blue-eyed Japanese stopped in front of his kitchen sink and leaned against the counter top, "This is one of the sinks. Every time I turn it on the water shoot everywhere." Full lips twisted into a smirk as the dark-headed boy remembered the time his flighty girlfriend had turned on the faucet right before an important meeting and ruined her imported silk suit. Violet eyes stared at the unaware youth and drank the smirk in eagerly as the braided boy stepped forward with a swing of his hips, "Alright, once I finish this you can take me upstairs."

Swallowing again and feeling the unwelcome surge of heat spread over his cheeks, the shorter boy simply nodded and averted his eyes quickly. The plumber smirked and quickly got on his knees, opening the cabinet doors and peering in to check the rusty pipes. Blue-eyes widened as they found themselves glued to the tight, jean-clad rear that was bent over and kneeled before them. Blinking and stepping away slowly, but unable to tear his eyes away, the slender boy pulled out a chair and sat down at the kitchen table sighing softly to himself.

Minutes passed and various clangs and the sound of twisting rust echoed in the small kitchen, wiping more pearls of sweat from his heated body, the small Japanese stood in one fluid motion stepping over to refrigerator. He couldn't contain the moan of pleasure as he tilted his head back and closed his eyes feeling the cold air hit his face. Dark blues opened however when a sudden thud was heard from under the sink. Turning slightly and noticing the sudden rigid posture of the once relaxed plumber the Japanese pursed his lips together in confusion. Trailing his eyes along the hard body said eyes stopped and widened suddenly when one part of the other's body was a little too hard. The revelation that his moan had sent shivers and even arousal down the sexy braided boy's spine made the other smirk devilishly.

The smirk only grew as an idea came into the small youth's head. Sighing he leaned into the fridge, slightly bent over, "Damnit, she didn't buy any drinks…" His voice was low, but loud enough for the other to hear. Shrugging he leaned up on tippy toes, opening the freezer, and reached far back smiling as his fingers came in contact with the cold objects. Curling his finger around a fistful the Japanese pulled his hand back to reveal three large ice cubes that were already beginning to melt. Licking his lips, he quickly popped one into his mouth and moaned, humming through closed lips. Quickly hopping up on the counter top he slowly slid the other two down his bare arms, his skin tingling from the sudden cold.

Careful to keep his dark eyes directed on his own body, the boy on the counter top could feel the plumber's eyes raking down his glistening skin. Bringing the frozen squares up his arm and across his chest he bit his lips as he could feel the small nubs on his chest harden in response. A barely audible whimper escaped full lips and the brunette boy slid the ice up his chest and over his neck as it finally dissolved only adding to his soaked appearance.

Eyeing his dripping fingers and finding an excuse hidden in them, the slender youth slid of the counter top slowly, allowing his muscles to ripple in effort. Under the sink the braided plumber worried the inside of his cheek then grinned finding an opportunity in the other's predicament, "If you need to wash your hands, or you need a drink you can test out the sink, here." The shorter of the two nodded and stepped forward, his eyes scrolled up the other's body, he was on his back, the upper half of his body almost entirely in the sink while his legs and lower region protruded from the wooden cabinets.

Frowning at the other's position, the dark skinned boy stretched is body, attempting to reach over the other and turn on the sink. A soft gasp was heard when he felt large hands grab his calf firmly and pull them to where he stood straddling the braided youth beneath him. Violet-eyes glinted as the quiet gasp reached his ears and he looked up to see thin boxers slung loosely around slender hips. The loose boxers created a line straight up the other's toned leg and from his point of view the braided boy could barely contain himself. "Don't worry, you're fine," he reassured when he sensed the others surprise at having him between his legs.

Cautiously raising his hands to rinse them off, the dark-headed boy was relieved when he didn't hear a groan of displeasure from beneath him. Turning off the faucet and drying his hands with a towel he slowly backed up, keeping one leg on either side of the man underneath and bent forward, his facing looming in close to the other's, "Ready to go upstairs?" he asked throatily. He almost whimpered at the inviting smirk that spread across the other's pink lips, "Ready when you are," was the equally throaty response.

Nodding and stepping back his eyes widened when the other stood to his full height, and sighed fanning himself, "It's kinda hot is you're air conditioner out too?" He nodded, his cheeks burning when he realized the other had begun to unbutton his tight shirt only to reveal a taught six-pack, and strong body. Quickly turning away he waved his hand in the direction of the stairs and slowly began his ascent up them, never knowing how much the other below him was enjoying the view.

Only pausing for a fraction of a minute he stepped into his bedroom and turned to the other whose large eyes were already accessing the large room. Walking over to a door in the corner he stepped into his bathroom and pointed towards his own sink along with his shower. Violet eyes once more took on a mysterious glint as the braided brunette bent low to look at the pipes beneath the sink. Looking up into unreadable blue eyes he smirked that all too sexy smirk, "You're sink pipes are connected with your shower, try getting in the shower for me."

Blinking and blushing slightly much to his embarrassment, the Japanese nodded, opening his shower door, which was glazed so that the body of the person within could be clearly seen, but the details were minimal. Heero couldn't contain the small smirk on his face but hid it well when slowly got in the shower and bent over gracefully, knowing full well that lustful violets were watching his every move. As he bent forward he was careful to pull his small boxers off agonizingly slow, the opened the shower door with a tiny crack and dropped the shorts effortlessly onto the toilet seat.

Dark amethysts stared at the innocent shorts momentarily then quickly darted back to the clouded figure behind the glass. He began to unbuckle his plumber's belt hastily once he heard the steady rain of the shower, pulling off his shirt so that only his tight denims remained in tact, the braided man quickly stepped into the shower.

Heero gasped feeling strong arms encircle his waist and pull him against a warm chest, his head tilted back when he felt warm lips against his neck and shoulders. Quickly turning in the other's hold he looked up into sparkling lilac eyes and smiled back as the other leaned in to whisper in his ear, his tongue coming out to tickle the sensitive lobe, "Could you help me out with the pipes?" The Japanese licked his lips and slid his hands down the braided man's back in the affirmative, "What seems to be the problem?"

TBC….

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::grins:: ne….gomen minna but I HAD to do it! I did it in Midnight Confessionals so I wasn't gonna give it to you all in one chapter on this one either! PLEASE REVIEW! If you like this and you review I'll write the second chapter MUCH faster so please review and tell me how it was…

Yeah…::blushes:: I couldn't really think of any good plumber lines…::shrugs:: ah well tell me how you like and if you think of a good one send it in! SUGGESTIONS ARE ALWAYS WELCOME!

**(1) ::snickers:: we ALL know she is a dirty blonde from both connotations!