Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Sky ❯ Chapter 1 ( One-Shot )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Warnings: Yaoi, lemons and Heero's somewhat OOC, but in a good way. ;) 1x4 Ner…

Disclaimer: I don't own the g-boys and I'm not making any money off of this so don't sue me, ne? I don't own the song "Sky" by Sonigue

Author's note: Well… yeah. This is just a little song ficcie. I need to thank KittyMeowMaxell for editing this. Go read her stuff! Oh, yeah! I hope you enjoy the fic.

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Quatre wandered into the lonely apartment he and Heero were sharing for the duration of this everlasting mission they were assigned to. All the other gundam pilots were on their own separate missions, so the only ones available were Quatre and Heero. The plan was to infiltrate and destroy a secret OZ base in the colony, but a shipment of firearms had not arrived for Quatre and Heero to use. Until it did, all they could do was wait. Quatre thought this might be an opportune time to approach Heero… But would the Wing pilot be interested…? Quatre was more than eager to find out. He needed to know, just to relieve the stress accumulating in his mind.

< Look at me
It really was not easy But I can breathe
And I'm so grateful 'cause I can see
I am free to do exactly what I please
So come with me to a place where we can be >

There he was, sitting, as usual, at his confounded indestructible computer, the only thing he seemed to care about in life other than Wing.

Quatre stealthily sneaked up behind Heero and peered over his shoulder. He was about to say something - something he'd prepared with hours of mindless rehearsal spent in front of a mirror - when Heero suddenly spoke.

"I know you're there, Quatre." Heero continued to tap the keys working at what looked like a report or maybe an email.

Quatre bounced back a step.

"You could hear me?" Quatre asked with a pout.

"Hn… You're as loud as Duo when you enter a room."

Quatre felt somewhat unnerved by the revelation that he was just as bad as that braided baka. He was startled out of his thoughts as Heero spoke again.

"You're thinking about something, aren't you?"

`How does he do it?' Quatre thought in amazement before stammering a reply.

"Yes. I was going to say something… but…"

"But what?" Heero prompted.

"…But you frightened me out of it," Quatre blurted out and threw himself onto his bed, scared out of his wits. Tears began to stream down his face and he hoped to God Heero wouldn't notice his soft whimpers.

As there was only one bedroom in the apartment with two beds, Quatre's bed was, of course, in the same room as Heero was using as his computer room. If it hadn't been, Quatre would have been much more likely to hide in a separate room and ball his eyes out. However, Quatre had to bury his face in his arms and sob silently to himself, thinking he would be better off to beat a hasty retreat from the apartment before he DID start balling his eyes out.

He sniffed a little and didn't even notice the familiar sound of Heero's tapping on the laptop keys had unexpectedly stopped.

The bed sank a centimetre more as Heero sat him self down next to the sobbing blonde and began to stroke his coarse hands through Quatre's blonde locks.

"Mmm…" Heero murmured. "Has anyone ever told you your hair is simply… divine?"

Quatre awoke from his trance of sobs and lifted his head from the cushion of his arms blinking into the empty space before him. The fresh air ghosted over his tear-stained cheeks, drying them.

"No," Quatre whispered hoarsely, looking to the left a bit where Heero was seated.

Heero ran his hands down Quatre's neck and lower to stroke the blonde's middle back.

"I… g-guess someone has n-now…" the blonde said almost inaudibly when Heero didn't say anything. He was unsure what to do. He hadn't expected this at all. Dreamed of it, yes, but expected it? Not at all.

He froze stiff when he felt a heavy weight straddle his back, hands roaming over his shoulder blades and massaging all around. Heero bent down and spoke into Quatre's ear.

"You're too tense… Relax," he said soothingly.

Quatre could only do what he was told. He closed his eyes and rested his head back on his arms, thankful he was on his belly due to his bad case of a hard-on.

"Mmm… That feels sooo good Heero…" Quatre moaned somewhat incoherently.

Heero then moved down until he was seated fully on Quatre's lower back, pressing his own erection into the blonde's back.

Quatre blinked at the sensation.

`Heero is not doing this. WE are not doing this. I've died and gone to heaven… That's the only possible answer…' Quatre thought to him self.

Then again, it felt too real to be a dream…

Heero began to move his hands down Quatre's sides, raking the tips of his fingers in the same places. Quatre could feel his skin becoming ultra sensitive and tingling wherever Heero touched, his erection straining in his pants to be let out. Heero sneaked his hands up Quatre's shirt, brining it almost over his head.

"I think we could do away with this," Heero murmured tugging at the offending garment. Quatre willingly brought it over his head and threw it across the room.

At that instant, Heero raised his body a bit and rolled Quatre over so that the blonde was on his back with the Wing pilot straddling him.

<Completely, lose control that's when I need you more
Give me the key, to set your heart and spirit free>

"H-heero?" Quatre pleaded.

"Shhhh… little one. I'm not easy to fool you know."

Quatre lowered his gaze and shifted his head to the side trying to hide his blushing.

"Is it that obvious?"

Heero nodded.

"Hn, you haven't been your usual self lately and …"

Quatre jerked his head back up, his eyes meeting the gaze of Heero's solemn blue orbs.

"… And what?"

Heero chuckled.

"And you talk in your sleep."

Quatre glowed crimson red and gave a small smirk. Heero placed both his hands around Quatre's face, tilting it up a little for a heart-searing kiss. It wasn't just a small peck on the lips, but a tender one that was somehow forceful at the same time. Quatre returned the kiss, gently sucking Heero's tongue into his mouth. He gave a soft moan at the double-sensation of his tongue against Heero's and their erections rubbing together.

<Ooh, I wanna touch the sky
I wanna fly so high
Ooh I wanna hold you
I wanna love you tonight>

"Little one… you taste… mmm delicious," Heero murmured, breaking the kiss.

Quatre smiled and absently brought his hands up to ruffle Heero's hair.

"Heero… I… I love you, I don't care if you don't feel the same way, but-"

A finger pressed firmly against his lips cut off Quatre's sentence.

"Shhh…." Heero soothed.

He then bent down and placed another deep kiss on Quatre's lips exploring his mouth once again with his tongue. Pleasurable sounds made their way up from the back of the Wing pilot's throat. Heero then moved his lips down, breaking the kiss and licking along Quatre's jaw, at the same time keeping his hands busy roaming the blonde's torso and then reaching into Quatre's pants. Quatre arched his back off the bed as Heero ran his hand along Quatre's length.

"Ooh, Quatre… you want this?" Heero murmured, massaging Quatre and biting at his neck.

"H-Hee-rooo… I … I want … you," Quatre panted, his body ablaze in fiery passion, enough to melt a polar ice cap, his pulse quickening with each stroke of Heero's hand.

The Japanese pilot moved down to capture one of Quatre's nipples in his mouth and bit it sharply eliciting a pleasurable cry from his blonde lover. He licked the hard nub, strumming it before moving across to the other neglected nipple.

Quatre could only lie there and let Heero pleasure him, fulfilling his wildest dreams.

"Hee-chan?" Quatre whimpered.

"Hmm…?" Heero replied not even looking up from his ministrations.

"I need you n…now Heero. PLEASE… I'm so hard."

Heero smiled and with that he removed Quatre's pants, pulling his boxers along with them. Heero took in the sight of Quatre with another smile. He then sat up to remove his own clothes, while Quatre sat up also, meeting Heero's lips.

The two naked boys searched each other thoroughly leaving no part undiscovered. Quatre leaned down to nuzzle Heero's erection, laying the Japanese boy down on his back. Quatre swallowed him whole and began to bob his head up and down occasionally raking his teeth up Heero's shaft, making him shudder and arch off the bed. Quatre ran his hands all over Heero's torso and chest as he continued to suck until Heero brought his hands to Quatre's face and urged him up to meet his eyes.

"What… is something wrong?" Quatre whimpered.

"No, everything is fine, but I want all of you. I want to be in you."

Quatre smiled and kissed Heero.

The pilot of Wing got up off the bed and crossed the dark room to the bathroom. He returned moments later with a jar of Vaseline, seating himself behind Quatre and running his hands up and down the blonde's sides. Heero bit and sucked Quatre's neck at the same time thrusting his erection up against Quatre. The blonde threw his head back onto Heero's shoulder in ecstasy and his hands twisted in the sheets on the bed.

Heero murmured soothing words as he coated his fingers with the Vaseline and probed Quatre's entrance, stretching him and rubbing Quatre's prostrate. The SandRock pilot arched his back and cried out Heero's name.

Heero removed his fingers when the blonde was ready and coated his own shaft with the oily substance then prodded at Quatre, ready to enter.

"You sure now Quatre?" Heero whispered.

"YES HEE-CHAN. I'm so sure. Make me yours."

At that pleading confirmation, Heero entered into Quatre's tight body, slowly as possible not wanting to hurt his little one. Buried to the hilt, Heero began to move slowly in long slow strokes, bringing Quatre against him with each thrust. Soon Heero was thrusting as hard as he could, the room filled with the heavy breathing, grunts and cries from both boys.

<I'm gonna fly like a bird in the sky
Just you and I>

"H-Hee… m-make me…" Quatre couldn't even finish through his panting and moaning, but Heero understood. He thrust into his blonde lover as hard as he could and reached around to take Quatre's highly erect penis into his hand, pumping him wildly.

Quatre could feel himself coming close and Heero was not far off the mark. It wasn't long before Quatre screamed out and came in Heero's hand, tightening his muscles around Heero as the spasms became more intense. Heero reacted and came inside of Quatre with one final thrust.

<We're gonna fly like a bird in the sky
Just you and I>

Both boys collapsed on the bed, Quatre flat on his stomach with Heero on top, still joined.

Panting heavily Heero raised himself from Quatre and lay back down on Quatre's now extremely rumpled bed. Quatre caught his breath and snuggled up to Heero, wrapping his arms around the Japanese boy's waist.

"I love you, Heero," Quatre murmured nearing sleep.

Heero brought his arms around Quatre's shoulders and hugged him closer.

"And I love you too, little one," Heero replied placing one last soft kiss on Quatre's lips before drifting off into a restful sleep.

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Now you lot… How was that for a lemon…. Ehhem… now that you're finished you can review it for me… ALL THANKS to KittyMeowMaxwell (my editor) you betta check out her ficcies… THEY ROCK… now hurries up and review ^_^