Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Shatterglass ❯ Making Love ( Chapter 7 )

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Gundam Wing character and I'm not making a profit by writing this. This is purely for pleasure!

Warnings: Language, eventual lemon, ATTEMPTED suicide, yaoi

Authors note: Well, I was faster getting this chapter up, wasn't I? It was actually longer that I thought it was to type up! Now, please keep in mind that this is the first yaoi that I've ever written and I am a girl, so I've never actually experienced gay sex…..uh….yeah….well, I have read a lot of yaoi though! Oh, and yes, Heero's reactions to the things he's doing to Heero might be a little extreme, but my reasoning is that this is the first time that Heero has felt ANYTHING like that before. Also, the reason why Heero does some of the stuff he does to do is b/c he's a VERY fast learner.

I've also done something else I said I wouldn't do. I've posted Chapter 8 up as well. I did this because I didn't want to split the lemon in half (b/c the second half is in chapter 8) and the only reason it is split like that is so that I could get into Heero's POV. So, that leaves only ONE MORE CHAPTER LEFT!!!!!!!!

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Chapter 7: Making Love

Duo's POV

I stayed away for as long as I could-forty-one minutes-but finally I couldn't take it any more. Afraid of the possibility that Heero had broken his promise, I finally exited the bathroom with a towel wrapped around my waist and a brush in my hand.

My heart nearly hit the ceiling when I didn't see Heero sitting at the desk. After a quick sweep of the room, my heart returned to my chest when I saw Heero sitting calmly on my bed.

My bed, not his. That has to be a good sign, right?

I opened my mouth to ask him if he was done already, but I never got the chance.

"You realized," Heero stated matter-of-factly, "that sex is primarily preformed between a male and a female, don't you?"

"Man, you didn't do all your research on hetero sex, did you? Sex can be done between two guys, Heero."

I sat down next to him and began brushing out my long, damp hair. Unbraided, it was so long that it hung in wavy tresses all the way down to my calves.

"No, I looked up homosexual relations too. I'm very through. I also read that some people call sex "making love". Is that why I can't fall in love? Because I need to make it first?" Without noticeable pause, he said, "Let me do that." Then snatched the brush from my hand and ran it through my hair. I was so surprised that I didn't even try to stop him. After a few moments of the gentle caress of the brush-who knew a trained killer could have such a tender touch?-I gave into the feeling and shifted to give Heero better access to the long mane.

Finally, I realized that Heero was still talking.

"…never really interested in girls. But then, I was never really boys either."

"I'm bi, myself," I heard myself saying. "However, I don't see anything wrong with loving whoever you want. It's what they're like inside that counts."

Heero was silent, considering what I'd just said. The only sound in the room coming from the brush whispering through my hair.

I turned slightly to look at him over my shoulder. He was staring unseeingly at the brush in his hands, watching the gentle rise and fall of the movement.

"Heero, do you really want to do this? I mean, it's okay if you don't want to love me specifically. If you just want to learn how to love in general, there are probably other ways I can teach you…"

He didn't look up.

I sighed. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea," I said, and stood up, moving towards a pair of old jeans on the floor in an attempt to get dressed. I never made it that far though, since Heero didn't seem to want to let go of my hair. When I reached the end of my leash, I ended up sprawled half on the floor, half on top of him. Heero had a good grip.

"Ouch! Damn it, Heero that hurt. I-" Our eyes met and I forgot what I was going to say.

"Duo, I may not be sure what love is, but I do know that I've never felt about anyone else the way I feel about you." He seemed to struggle for a moment, as if searching for the right words. "You…were always there during the war…even when I didn't want you to be. You're probably the one person besides Dr.J that I'd trust with my life."

I wanted to say that I was the only one he should trust with his life-Dr.J didn't deserve it-but I kept quiet.

"Duo, if your going to teach me how to love someone, I want you to teach me how to love you."

I caught my breath, unable to tear my eyes away from those serious, Prussian blue orbs. Then, for a lack of anything better to do, I kissed him. Heero was a fast learner and after a moment he realized he was supposed to kiss me back. It was a little awkward at first, since this was probably the first time Heero had ever kissed anyone, and I gave him a moment to get the hang of it. When he did, he went at it with the same passion that he does with everything in his life. Needless to say, the kiss was intense!

Eventually we had to break apart for air, but we were both Gundam pilots and trained to survive with little or no air for long periods of time. I think he was surprised when I ran my tongue along the bottom of his lip. When he opened his mouth to ask me about it, my tongue darted in and cut off whatever he was about to say. For long moments I lost myself in the taste and feel of his mouth, reveling in this fantasy come true and hoping that it wasn't a dream that I'd wake up from.

After several minutes of exploration, I kicked things up another notch and let my hands do what they'd wanted to do for so long: touch him. His neck, his arms, his back, his chest. When I tweaked his nipple he gasped into my mouth and I grinned against him, pleased with his response. I finally broke away from his mouth and began to kiss and lick my way along his jaw, then down his throat. Conveniently, he tilted his head back to give me better access and I felt his throat vibrate as he suppressed a moan.

I stopped. That wouldn't do at all.

Lifting my head from his neck, I realized that we'd somehow ended up sprawled on the bed together with me straddling Heero's lithe hips. Heero lifted his head looking dazed and confused, his lips swollen from my attention.

"Don't," I told him.

"Don't what?" he asked breathlessly.

"Don't hold back. Making love is about losing control and surrendering it completely to the other person. Don't hold anything back from me, Heero. Just this once, let yourself go and feel what I'm doing to you. Feel how much I love you."

He nodded silently.

"Good," I said. Then grinned and tugged on his tank top. "Now lets get this off you. You have too many clothes on."

Obediently he shed his shirt and lifted his hips when I pulled on the hem of his shorts. My towel followed the others to the floor.

When I was finished relieving us of our clothes, I realized I have a veritable God laying before me. Da Vinci, Michelangelo and the other masters of the art world would have killed to have a model like him. Beautiful blue eyes, soft brown hair, flawless skin, sculpted muscles, impressive erection-despite all my experience in the ways of sex, I blushed slightly when I saw it. Never in my wildest dreams did I think he could look so…perfect.

"Why are you staring?"

I quickly looked up at Heero and blushed again. "Sorry," I said quickly. "It's just….you're so perfect. And I never really though that you'd ever want to like me in, you know, that way."

"Why not?"

"I don't know. Because you're the Perfect Soldier; J's prized creation. While I was just a street rat who Dr.G picked up when he couldn't find anyone else good enough to fly his Gundam. I-"

"Duo," he said, "Just shut up and kiss me."

And I did.

I lost track of how long I just lay on top of Heero, kissing him senseless. Treasuring every gasp and moan that sent little bolts of electricity down my spine and into my cock. I gave my hands free reign to explore the perfectly toned planes of my new lover's body. Eventually, Heero started to do the same. His hands-hesitantly at first-caught on and I found myself gasping against Heero as he slowly caressed my chest, my back, my thighs, and my cock. The last one surprised me, since so far I'd neglected his during my survey of his body. He soon had me arching into his hand, my face buried in the side of his neck.

I needed to get back in control of the situation. I was supposed to be teaching him, after all. But God, he was a quick learner.

Pulling myself gently out of his grip, I inched myself downward until my mouth hovered inches above his dick. I waited patiently until he got curious and propped himself up on his elbows to see what I was doing. Then, looking straight at him, I opened my out, relaxed my throat and swallowed him whole.

Heero threw back his head and screamed.

Almost immediately after that, there was a thundering above our heads, down the stairs and then a pounding on the locked door. For a moment, I was afraid they were going to break down the door.

"Duo? Heero! What's going on in there?" Quarte said worriedly.

"Is everything alright?" Trowa asked.

"What are you guys doing in there, anyways?" Quarte again.

"Heero, you can't murder Duo! I've got first dibs on that!" Wufei.

I tried to lift my head to answer them, but suddenly two very strong hands locked my head in place.

"Oh my God. Don't stop," he said breathlessly, so that only I could hear him. Then louder, his voice deepened by lust and passion, he screamed, "Fuck off, you guys! We're busy!"

I heard mumbling on the other side of the door, but they knew you didn't fuck with the Perfect Soldier when he used that tone of voice. Everyone but me, anyways. If I had my way, I'd be fucking him all night.

Almost immediately after the others left, Heero began to buck beneath me. I realized that he was going to cum soon. Heero may have phenomenal control, but even he had limits and I didn't want him to come yet. I wanted to be inside him when Heero experienced his first orgasm.

Slowly, I detangled Heero's fingers from my hair and he reluctantly let go.

"Why'd you stop?" Heero asked as I moved up to straddle his thighs. "Did I do something wrong?"

I smiled. "No. Its just time to move onto the next step." Then, before he could react, I jumped off the bed and ran into the bathroom. After retrieving the lube, I returned to the vision of a naked Heero sprawled on my bed, waiting for me to fuck him.

"God, Heero Yuy. You are sexy as Hell," I said as I crawled onto the bed beside him. "Now, spread your legs."

Uncertainly, he did as he was told, revealing his tight, round asshole. "This is going to feel a little weird," I told him as I spread lube onto my index and middle finger, "but it gets better. I promise."

Leaning forward, I kissed him as my fingers swirled around his entrance. He gasped into my mouth at the coldness, but eventually my kisses were a suitable distraction. I didn't wan to rush the process-this was his first time after all-so I waited until he was significantly more relaxed before I one-handedly squirted more lube onto my slick fingers and pushed the first one in. He was relaxed enough by then that it slid in easily. However, Heero still jerked against me at the intrusion and struggled to get away-a decidedly un-Heero-like behavior.

This sex thing was definitely one of my better ideas, I thought clearly as I tried to calm him down. Who would've thought that all it would take was some good lovin' to break down the Perfect Soldier's iron like control?

"It…feels weird…" Heero told me, scrunching up his face as if he couldn't decide whether he like it or not.

I bent down and licked the side of his neck playfully. "It will get better, I promise. I just nee dot prepare you first. I don't want to hurt you. Anytime you want me to go slower or stop, just say so, okay?"

Heero nodded then, closed his eyes and tried to relax, allowing me free reign over his body. Sliding down his chest, I attached my mouth to his right nipple and swirled my tongue around it. I could taste his sweat and I heard him moan at the unusual sensation. He shuddered, when I slowly began to move my finger in and out of him. Finger fucking him the same way I was going to be doing with my cock. The thought of my cock being buried deep inside that tight warm cavern sent another jolt of pleasure through me and I moaned against his nipple, letting the vibrations elicit another cry of pleasure from him.

I knew the exact moment when I hit his sweet spot. His hands fisted against the sheets, he threw his head back, arched into me, pressing his weeping cock into my stomach and screamed. I relieved the pressure for a moment and he dropped back to the bed, panting. After that, I began to stroke his sweet spot continuously, causing him to wither underneath me until I had to pin his hips to the bed. He barely noticed when I slipped the second and then the third finger into him, stretching him. When I was sure that he was open enough to receive me, I withdrew my fingers.

"Heero?" I whispered softly, as I settled myself between his legs.

"Yeah?"

"Look at me."

Slowly he lifted his head, his passion dazed eyes meeting mine.

"This is the point of no return, Heero. After this, I'm not sure I'll be able to stop myself from ravishing you…. Or loving you."

Suddenly, he had his hand wrapped up in my hair and I found myself pulled down until I was mere inches from his face, drowning in Prussian blue eyes.

"Duo. Don't you DARE stop now!" Then he jerked me forward and gave me the most soul-shattering kiss of my life.