Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Elven Mage ❯ Of Unknown Strength and... Clean Hair... ( Chapter 12 )

Warnings: Yaoi (in case you hadn't noticed that by now lol) LEMON!! Now thou hast received fair warning and, as such, if thou shalt flame, thou shalt be laughed at, then deleted. ~_^ Heh. Um… Angst… I think… Possibly bad language… and I think that's it… This chapter is largely lemon. ^^'

Disclaimer: I don't own the g-bois. I just borrow them, use them, clean them up (mostly) and send them back just a little rumpled. I don't make any money off them and I have none, so suing me would be an exercise in futility. I do own Shiakara, Nihrana and Tia'ara, all three of which only really make a cameo appearance in this chapter, but whom are still loved dearly by myself and their fellow Original Characters, so great punishment shall befall any who steal them.

Author's notes: Yes, I know, it took a while, but lemons tend to do that with me… And the next chapter, I'm afraid, will be put on hold whilst I finish a fic for Rogue11's lemon challenge. (Read her stuff!) However, once that's done, things here will start to get very interesting… >:D Enjoy! And review. I especially like to hear what people think of my lemons. There must be something wrong with the place where the rest of this fic is saved, because as you can see, I have italics here and I did this one in an entirely new document. Yay for italics!

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Quatre shivered and Wufei felt it ripple both physically, through his back, and in some other way, through the spell. The faery was tired and both centaurs could feel it. They needed to stop, but Wufei himself had no way of reaching Trowa. Though he could sense thoughts sent to him, he couldn't send his own and, at this speed, that was the only way he could hope to get through to the pantherin.

"Quatre?" Wufei called, hoping the little faery, being on his back, could hear him.

"Yes?" came the polite reply, only barely heard over the rushing wind.

"You're tired. You should contact Trowa and we should rest!"

"No! No, I'm fine and we're not far from there now. It's only a little way. I can make it. Don't worry about me, I'm not as weak as you seem to think everyone but centaurs are."

Wufei had to smile a little at that, and he said no more, only trusting Quatre to get them where they were going. And before he knew it, they were there.

The sun was just setting and it laid a magnificent golden sheen over the complicated maze of buildings that was the University. A quiet, end-of-the-day bustle was moving within and Quatre felt that the place was very homey. It seemed comfortable and, at a glance, friendly. And that was the feeling he picked up from it, one of overall comfort and pleasure.

But they knew Duo was in there somewhere, imprisoned. Perhaps being tortured or forced to do things he didn't want to do. A collective shudder ran through all of them as they found a clump of bushes and trees they could be well hidden in.

Trowa and Tia'ara Changed and stretched their human bodies, wincing as muscles protested for being in cat form for so long.

"We can't just storm the place. There's likely to be hundreds, maybe thousands of mages in there," Trowa said softly, his mind already analysing and planning as Quatre slipped off Wufei's back and thanked him softly for allowing him to ride.

Wufei nodded in reply and graced the faery with a tiny smile.

"It would be better to wait until night fall and do some reconnaissance so we can find where he is. I can easily hide one or two from the eyes, once I have had a chance to rest. If we know where he is, then we can better formulate a plan for his rescue," Tia'ara said, jumping in before any of the others had a chance to say a thing and smiling at Trowa.

Trowa nodded slowly, but chewed his lip in thought.

"I've heard a little about this place. They don't like to accept non-humans… but I've also heard they will give an audience if it's asked for, farcical as the whole process may be. If we go to them that way, and find out their strengths, then find out where Duo is through Tia'ara's plan, then we'll be better equipped still…"

Wufei and Noin nodded in agreement while Quatre gave a slight shrug. He didn't know anything about this sort of thing and he was happy to leave it up to them so long as they freed Duo as quickly and painlessly as possible.

"If we don't go knocking on their doors until very late tonight, they will be disoriented and that will possibly lead to more slip-ups and more information for us," Wufei put in, also gaining a nod.

So, plans laid, the five of them settled down to some much-needed rest, setting a watch in the form of Tia'ara, who would wake Wufei at some point to take her place.

Quatre cuddled his wand close and was the first to slip off, praying they would rescue their friend soon and that he wasn't too badly hurt or being hurt…

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Duo shivered delightfully and gave a slight moan in the back of his throat, eyes slipping shut. He wriggled further down into the warm water with a sigh and gave another soft moan.

"Yes… oh… just like that, Heero… Mmm… That's sooo good…" Duo whispered as Heero's fingers worked magic on him of an entirely different kind than what they'd been practicing earlier.

Heero only smirked and intensified his ministrations, drawing another long moan from the elf as he shifted a little in the water to make things a little easier for himself.

"You like that…?" the mage purred, then let his fingers begin to slow their work.

"Yes! Oh… oh… don't stop, Heero! More…" Duo pleaded in a half-moan.

Heero chuckled deep in the back of his throat, his fingers working deeper and again drawing soft moans from Duo. He reached to the side of the heated bathing pool to take hold of a smallish bottle, taking his hands away from Duo long enough to cover them liberally in the contents of the bottle.

"Heero!" Duo cried in protest.

"It will be better this way…" Heero murmured, still covering his hands in the substance.

Duo made a "hurry up" noise, tilting his head back a little so he could see what Heero was doing.

"You're teasing me!" Duo whined, licking his lips in anticipation as he watched the movements of those strong hands.

"Who…? Me…?" Heero asked, somehow managing to look innocent.

"Yes!" Duo cried plaintively, pouting.

Heero dropped a quick kiss on that appealing pout, then smiled and brought his hands back to Duo's masses of hair, continuing his washing of said hair. The elf moaned happily again, eyes shutting in pleasure almost instantly.

"Like a cat…" Heero murmured affectionately as he watched the pleasure Duo took in the simple act of grooming. The elf didn't reply, possibly didn't even hear as wallowed in the pampering. He'd been surprised when Heero had suggested a joint bath, then afraid, but the proposition of someone else washing his hair instead of having to do it himself had been too much for him to resist and he'd agreed and was immensely glad he had. It felt so good and Heero was so careful, but firm enough that he was actually cleaning and not just moving the accumulated dirt around.

"You sure know the way to a man's heart…" Duo murmured without thought and Heero faltered a moment, but didn't stop.

Neither of them had said those three words, but Heero felt it growing within him, blooming into something frighteningly beautiful. Something so beautiful could so easily be crushed and he didn't want to say anything to Duo yet for fear of rejection or hate. He watched Duo's face as he washed the chestnut silk and knew he had to show the elf…

But Duo had said he wanted to take things slowly and Heero wanted to respect that. He could wait… forever if he had to, but something inside told him if he broke that last barrier, if he showed Duo how beautiful it could be, then nothing would stand in the way of Duo being able to love him and admit that he loved him.

"Take a deep breath…" Heero said slyly.

"What do you mea-" Duo started, but his words were swamped as Heero dunked him under the water to wash away the suds in his hair.

Heero sniggered, amazed at himself and the playfulness Duo had brought out in him, then dove away from the elf as he broke the surface, spluttering oaths and death-threats. He pushed to his feet, leaving him open to Heero's appreciative eye down until the water, which lapped at his chest, just a little below his nipples. His eyes seemed to glow with hidden mirth and his hair was plastered to his head, falling straight down around his face to float around him, making him look like some sort of water sprite who had decided to grace the human world with his presence for a reason known only to himself.

He scowled playfully at Heero and put his hands on hips, head tilted to one side.

"Now that wasn't very nice!" he cried.

Heero smirked and swam over to him, then stood, just a little taller than Duo, but equally as beautiful in his own ways. He moved close, one arm slipping around Duo's waist and pulling him against the mage's body. His lips hovered close to Duo's, not quite touching.

"What are you going to do about it…?" he challenged in a breathy purr that went straight to Duo's groin and made him very bold.

"Sure I could think of… something…" he murmured, looping his arms around Heero's shoulders and closing that short distance between them to kiss him deeply. Heero was surprised for a moment and it showed in his eyes, but he didn't take long to recover and was soon kissing Duo back, his tongue begging entrance to Duo's mouth. Duo gave permission, parting lips and teeth and meeting Heero's tongue with his own, the two of them duelling for dominance of the kiss.

That surprised Heero even more. The enthusiasm with which Duo was responding had been unexpected. He'd thought the elf would retreat quickly, threatened by the lack of clothing on them both, but instead, he pressed against Heero, still warring for dominance and gaining it as Heero lost concentration, pondering on his thoughts.

Heero tightened his arm about Duo's waist and lifted the other hand to tangle in the masses of wet hair, tilting his head back to deepen the kiss and regain the dominance of it, though Duo didn't give it without a bit of a fight. Heero did expect Duo to back off then, but he didn't, giving a muffled laugh into the kiss instead, amused by Heero.

~Heero, Duo, Nihrana said- ~ It was Shiakara's voice in their heads and Heero snarled back a reply before Duo could say a thing and without even breaking the kiss.

~We're very, very busy and Nihrana can wait. If he can't, I'll kill him!~

Shiakara withdrew in a hurry and didn't try again.

Duo broke the kiss, burying his head against Heero's shoulder and giggling madly, finding the situation hilariously funny for some reason. He shook with his laughter and even he wasn't sure what was so very funny about the comment.

His laughter calmed as Heero ran his fingers up and down the elf's spine and sides, making him shiver and sigh happily. He kissed the shoulder his face was currently buried in, then let his tongue flicker out to dance across the silky skin.

He certainly wasn't a virgin. He'd done this before, just not with another man. He figured a few things would stay the same and his figuring was confirmed as he kissed his way to a nipple, then covered it with his mouth and sucked slowly, gaining the expected soft moan for his efforts.

The hand Heero still had twined in Duo's hair flexed a little, reminding the elf it was there and holding him where he was, assuring he wouldn't stop anytime soon. Heero kissed the top of Duo's head, murmuring wordless encouragements.

Duo soon moved to the other nipple, giving it the same treatment as he brought two fingers up to rub circles over the first. Heero gave another moan and a breathless "yes" as a shiver coursed through his entire body and he arched a little into Duo's mouth.

~Heero…~ Duo whispered through his mind, never once halting in his ministrations.

~Mmm…?~ was Heero's reply.

~Not here. Not here.~

Heero looked down and Duo as the elf lifted his eyes to meet the prussian blue that were Heero's eyes. He smiled reassuringly to the mage, confirming he wanted this to happen, just not here.

"Why not here…?" Heero had to ask, curious.

"Because it's not so comfortable… or anything. And someone else could walk in any time. I don't want to be interrupted… Not this first time. Maybe the danger element will be quite a lot of fun sometime, but not now. I want… you."

Heero smiled a little and nodded, then waved Duo over to the towels so he could get a rather nice view of the elf's body as he climbed out of the water.

"You are so sexy," Heero declared in a wanting voice, eyes travelling the length of Duo's body and missing nothing. Duo had slipped very quickly into the water when they first got here and given Heero no chance at all to look. So it was the first time he had the chance. Duo wrapped a towel around himself and raised both brows at Heero.

"I know." He wriggled those brows suggestively and Heero laughed at him, which was what he'd been aiming for. He didn't think his lover laughed enough.

Lover…

The full meaning of that word dawned on him as he watched Heero climb from the water, his breath stolen by the mage's beauty. His hair was a mess, it always was, giving him a wild, unkempt look that appealed to Duo on some primal level. The water flowed from his body, leaving behind droplets that sparkled all over him in the uncertain light, looking like little diamonds. His eyes never left Duo while the elf watched muscles flex beneath lightly tanned skin as Heero wrapped himself up in a towel also.

Lover…

The word rang through Duo's mind again and that mind identified Heero as "lover". Duo let himself examine the word, bringing clearly to his own attention that Heero was male… and dismissing it. Following that, the subject of his being human and not an elf… and dismissing that too. Finally, the fact that Heero would quite obviously be the dominant one in their relationship… and dismissing that. He grinned suddenly and Heero gave him a questioning look, but he shook his head and Heero didn't push.

They made their way hurriedly through the University, Duo dripping a trail of water from his hair and both of them making wet footprints on their way. They gained a few amused and exasperated looks, but no condemning ones or angry ones. It didn't escape Duo's notice that his hair covered the delicate point of his ears.

It didn't take them long to reach Heero's room and as soon as the door was closed behind them, Duo found himself pressed against it, Heero's mouth taking and devouring his own. He responded, eyes slipping closed as he pressed against the mage and his arms went around Heero's waist. He whimpered softly into Heero's mouth, tugging insistently at the towel wrapped around the mage's body until it fell to the floor.

Heero grinned into the kiss as his fingers tangled in Duo's wet hair, a thrill running through him at the thought that Duo was no longer untouchable, out of bounds, but here in his arms and willing to give him everything. He managed to rid Duo of his towel with much more finesse than the elf had managed when ridding him of his, but it didn't matter to either of them as they pressed close to one another, exploring each other's bodies with abandon, hands roaming free, one set nervous and unsure, the other strong, but gentle and willing to guide.

~H-Heero…~ Duo thought, uncertain and falling back on something he understood, the art of mindspeech. There was a certain irony in that and it didn't go unnoticed by the elf. Not two days ago, he was afraid of the very thought of talking into another's mind, and now he fell back on it as familiar.

"Shh… Trust me and let me show you. I promise I'll take care of you, treat you as the delicate, beautiful thing you are. Duo, don't doubt in me now, not now."

Duo blinked. He knew Heero wasn't the stoic, silent, cold person he appeared to be on the outside. He knew inside there was someone kind and caring, but he hadn't known the mage was capable of saying such beautiful things. Heero had stumbled over answering the question of whether or not he loved the elf, had seemed unable to find the words, but something about this moment had given him a way with words Duo hadn't ever thought he could possess. He smiled up into the prussian eyes and lightly touched Heero's cheek.

"I…" he said, but it was as far as he could get. Though his head and his heart screamed yes, his gut screamed no, please no!

"Duo… I can't say that I love you, because I don't know if it's true or not and I won't lie to you. What I can say is that I care about you and I care what happens to you and I won't hurt you. I won't break you or beat you and I won't ever, ever force you into anything. There's something about you, something beautiful that I could only ever hope to try to be. Something… something I can't name and I can't describe. Please, Duo, trust that I care…"

Duo blinked slowly and hugged Heero close.

"Why can't you say beautiful things like that other times?" he asked softly, part of him appalled at the meekness in his tone, but another, far larger part shushing that first part and telling it this was how things were. Heero was taking care of him.

Heero shook his head, embarrassed, and his eyes flicked away. He ran his hand through his wet, unruly bangs and avoided looking at Duo.

"I don't know. I just… never have."

Duo smiled and nodded a little, content with that answer and expecting nothing from Heero but what he could give with ease. He nuzzled Heero's chest and neck, then let himself be led to the bed and laid down upon it on his back. Heero lay along him, kissing his neck and letting him get used to having that weight atop him.

Duo only smiled a little and let his eyes slide slowly shut as he looped one arm around Heero's shoulders and buried the fingers of the other hand in his hair. He tilted his head to allow Heero better access to his neck, firmly pushing his reservations away. This was what he wanted, here and now, with Heero, the wonderfully beautiful, dangerous, yet ever-caring mage. Nihrana had pushed him through that barrier of fear into acceptance of what he was, and he had had enough of dancing around and avoiding the point. He wanted.

Apparently, Heero wanted too, because his mouth made its leisurely way down from Duo's neck to his chest and hovered around for sometime, grazing every so often over one or the other of his nipples, but never staying there long enough to satisfy Duo.

"Ooh… Heero, gods you're a tease… First my hair and now this… I… I… think you want me to die of frustration and a-a-anticipatio-"

Duo's faltering words shivered to a halt as Heero finally covered a nipple with his mouth and sucked ever so slowly, letting his tongue flicker down once in a while to add to the sensations milling around over Duo's flesh. Duo's back arched and a soft whimper-moan escaped his lips as the fingers of his hand in Heero's hair tightened and his arm around Heero's shoulders shifted to stroke up and down the mage's spine.

Heero smirked against Duo's chest and nibbled lightly, eliciting another moan from the elf before he shifted to the other nipple and graced it with the same delicate attention the first had received. He made a small sound himself when one of Duo's long legs lifted unconsciously to hook around his waist, effectively pinning him where he was for the moment. He didn't mind much, was quite happy to play with Duo for a while yet.

Duo didn't seem to mind either. Another moan slipped from between slightly parted lips as his back arched again and his hand dropped from Heero's hair to tangle in the sheets where they could twist without fear of hurting his lover.

Heero left off Duo's chest and spent some more time with his neck, finding the mark he'd made after the incident with Nihrana and darkening it again, taking great pleasure in the kittenish noise Duo made at the action.

"Perfect," Heero whispered to himself as he drew back a little to look at Duo. Duo didn't hear him, so lost was he in the sensations. Heero stroked a hand down Duo's side, gaining a delicious shiver from him, then let it glide over the elf's abdomen, hovering near, but not quite touching his arousal.

"Heero…" Duo whispered, stretching the mage's name into something so sensual, that it sent a small shiver through Heero's body.

"Hmm…?" he asked, using his free hand to gently ease Duo's leg from around him.

"Do… do… something!"

"Something?" Heero repeated as he shifted until he sat on Duo's upper-legs, looking up the length of Duo's body to his passion-filled, pleading eyes.

"Yes! Please!"

"But… I'm a man, like you." Heero stroked a finger up the length of Duo's arousal, drawing a shaky moan and arching of the back from the elf.

"I know. I know! Just… oh… It doesn't matter anymore… oh, Heero…" Duo could manage coherent words no longer and he shook his head, frustrated beyond words, before beginning to reach down to relieve his own need. Heero laughed deep in the back of his throat and batted Duo's hand away, then wrapped the elf's arousal in a talented hand, setting up a slow stroking.

"Something… like that…?" he purred.

Duo could only nod as a husky moan escaped his lips and his back arched again, the fingers of both hands twisting in the sheets and covers as though he were afraid he'd float off if he didn't hold on to something. He shuddered as the sensations built to boiling point and he thought for sure Heero was going to take him over the edge. He reached, looking for that much-needed release, half of him wanting and needing it, the other half wishing he could stay like this forever, teetering on the edge and wrapped in pleasure. His eyes snapped open as Heero's hand was gone and the mage leaned over to kiss him fiercely, stroking his cheeks and skilfully pulling him back from the edge.

"Heero!" Duo cried mournfully.

"I'm going to make this last…" Heero murmured into his ear, before nibbling lightly on its delicate point and finding Duo's reaction was very strong. The elf moaned and shivered uncontrollably, wrapping one arm around Heero's back, his fingers digging into the flesh hard enough to bruise, but the mage didn't mind.

"Hee… Hee… ro… oh…" Duo whispered, still shivering.

"Well, well…" Heero purred, and backed off, not wanting to inadvertently push Duo that little bit too far. Duo whimpered and rubbed against Heero like a big cat, causing the mage to give a small moan and light shiver.

"Tease…" Duo groaned.

"Indeed," Heero replied before kissing Duo lightly and then sliding down his body, trailing kisses as he went. Duo let his eyes slide shut again, a soft smile turning up the corners of his lips as he revelled in the feather-light touches over his body. He murmured incoherently to himself, relaxing and feeling himself moving back from the edge, content, for the moment, to lay and let Heero do nothing much. He shifted a little on the bed, then his eyes snapped open and a moan shuddered from him, half shock, as Heero took the tip of him into his mouth and began to suck gently, running his tongue over it.

Duo moaned deep in the back of his throat and his hips bucked, but the motion was stilled by Heero's hand pressing down on his hips and holding him there. He whispered Heero's name, writhing on the sheets, and saw stars when Heero took him fully into his mouth. He thought for certain this time Heero would throw him over the edge, but he was wrong. The mage seemed able to sense when Duo was close and he'd back off, dot kisses over his legs and middle, wait for Duo to calm down a little, then start the process over, until Duo could stand it no longer.

~Heero! Enough already! I'm going insane!~ Duo thought frantically, burying his fingers in the wild chocolate locks and urging Heero up to kiss him hard and deep. Heero chuckled into the kiss, his hand sliding down to rest on Duo's hip and kneading gently.

"I know," he purred as they separated for air, then he captured Duo's lips again, delighting in the muffled sound of pleasure he drew from the elf. Prussian eyes widened suddenly as Duo's hand snaked between them and found its way unerringly to Heero's arousal, wrapping around it and stroking gently. Heero pulled away from Duo's mouth, about to protest, but Duo pulled him back down with his free hand, kissing him yet again.

~Turn about is fair play,~ Duo's voice whispered through his mind, and he couldn't find the concentration to reply, so mindless with pleasure was he. He shuddered and his hips pressed forward as he moaned into the kiss. Duo smirked and stroked a little more firmly. He may never have done this before, but he was a man himself and knew what he liked, so it followed that Heero would like the same. And so Heero did, but he soon managed to push Duo's hand away, making the elf wonder if he had, in fact, done something wrong. Heero read that in his eyes and shook his head a little.

"I want in you," he growled huskily into a pointed ear, and Duo's eyes widened in no small amount of fear. He'd heard of it, but he hadn't even considered letting Heero… There were other ways other… other things they could do without Heero doing… that.

"N-no… H-Heero I… I…"

Heero got a hand to either side of Duo's head and levered himself up, eyes searching Duo's face.

"You're not backing out on me…?" Heero asked, blinking.

"N-no, but I don't want… I can't…" Duo trailed off, feeling the passion slowly drain out of him, overwhelmed by fear.

"It will be worth it…" Heero promised softly, kissing Duo's cheeks and his neck, trying to assuage his fears.

Duo shivered and something wild inside of him dared him to do it. He ignored the something and shook his head, clinging to Heero.

"I can't!" he cried.

"Duo… Duo, please… Trust me…" Heero pleaded softly, nuzzling just below Duo's ear as the hand that had been resting on Duo's hip trailed a little lower.

"Heero…" Duo whispered, shivering a little as Heero's fingers danced lightly over his backside. "No…"

"Shh…" Heero replied, reaching over to the table beside his bed and retrieving a small bottle of some sort of oil. He coated his fingers in it and inched down until he was kneeling between Duo's legs.

"Heero! Heero, please! I don't… oh…" Duo's protests died as Heero ran a gentle finger around his entrance, then slowly eased it inside, massaging and carefully opening and stretching Duo. The elf blinked and a soft sigh issued forth from between slightly parted lips. The sigh was replaced by a shaky moan as Heero added a second finger, and spent time carefully making sure Duo was ready for him before withdrawing them. Duo whimpered, feeling their loss.

Heero smiled a little at the reaction as he liberally covered himself with some more of the oil, wanting to hurt Duo as little as possible.

"This will hurt a little," Heero warned, gently lifting Duo's hips and positioning himself at his entrance.

"Heero, I still don't… want…" Duo turned his face away, blushing a little.

"Duo… Just trust me, please? It'll be worth it…"

Duo looked up into Heero's passion-filled eyes, and realised that if he said no one more time, Heero would abide by it. He realised the mage cared about him and wouldn't lie to him. So, it would hurt but… it would be worth it… It would, and that place inside him still dared him to do it. Duo opened his mouth to say something, then shut it again and just nodded. The brilliant smile Heero gave him was reward enough, as smiles like that rarely graced the mage's face.

Heero gently lifted Duo's hips a little higher and smiled more softly at him, then slowly began to ease inside him.

"Heero…" Duo whimpered, prepared for the pain but still frightened by it once it came. Heero leaned over to kiss him lightly as he continued to press forward and murmured softly to him.

"Shh… I'll take care of you, Duo… It'll be well worth it, I promise. Relax… things will be easier."

Duo tried to force himself to relax, and it did make things a little easier. Heero stilled eventually, giving him time to adjust while he kissed the elf's closed eyelids, his cheeks and his neck.

Duo shivered, giving another soft whimper, and wishing he'd said no again. And Heero was going to move! That could only make it hurt worse, surely.

"Hee-Heero…" he whispered, pulling Heero close and burying his face in his shoulder. "D-don't…"

"Just trust me…" Heero replied softly, and began a slow, gentle movement within the elf. Duo tensed up, trembling like a leaf and sure he was going to be ripped apart… but he wasn't. The pain lessened… and lessened… became almost nothing… was nothing… and developed slowly into a mind-numbing pleasure.

"Ooh… Ooh… that's…" Duo's words trailed off into an incoherent murmur as he lifted his legs to wrap them around Heero's waist. His back arched, head pressing back into the pillows and a moan slipped free from him despite his best efforts to keep it silent. Stars danced behind his eyes when Heero took his arousal in his hand and stroked in time with his thrusts.

Duo shuddered, unable to hold himself still as Heero showed him the meaning of beauty. He whimpered and moaned softly, losing himself in spite of his best efforts to keep his thoughts straight. Something was different… The times he'd spent with females, none of them compared to what was happening now. His heart was soaring along with his pleasure, carried away in a wash of sensation. He was going to die, he was sure of it and he wanted it.

Heero gasped and a shudder sped through his body as Duo joined his thrusts, reaching down to grasp his waist. He moaned Heero's name, shivering and arching off the sheets, breath coming fast and hard as his sweat-slick body moved as one with Heero's. And in a moment of clarity, just before he reached that secret place, Duo knew. He knew, without any doubt that he loved Heero and wanted to be with him for the rest of his life, no matter how hard it would be. And then, all thought fled as he cried Heero's name and gave his everything to the mage.

Heero wasn't far behind, the tightening of Duo's inner muscles being all he needed to send him over the edge, giving a wordless cry of fulfilment as he spilt his seed within the elf, claiming him as his own in the simplest of ways. He shivered and went limp, laying along Duo and listening to their slowing breathing.

"Duo…?" he murmured eventually.

"Hnnmm…" was the only reply Duo made, feeling like a puddle of afterglow and quite happy to stay that way for the moment.

Heero laughed softly and carefully rolled off him, eyeing the door and their towels laying there and knowing they should go wash. He muttered to himself and waved a hand instead, taking the lazy way out and cleaning the two of them with magic.

Duo snuggled against Heero, burying his face in the mage's chest and laughing softly at the act, though he said nothing, still feeling puddleish. He looped an arm around Heero's waist and, when Heero gently lifted his face, returned the kiss the mage gave. He wasn't ready to offer his heart, couldn't admit yet what he'd realised in the height of passion. He would wait and bide his time. For the moment, he needed to sleep…

Heero felt his lover's breathing slow and smooth out into the rhythm of sleep and smiled a little, brushing chestnut bangs back from closed eyes, and tracing one finger along the edge of a pointed ear. Duo was so beautiful, so full of life, so… everything. Heero still wasn't sure if he was in love, but he was sure he was in more than lust.

The question was; could an elf ever feel anything more than simple lust for a human…?

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Author's note: Yaaaaaaaay! The Lemon! Finally I hear you all cry. Well, maybe anyways. *laughs* I have the biggest favour to ask of you all. Chapter 11 went up during FF.Net's… mental lapse. No reviews could get through at the time, so if you read it then, could you mention it if you review? I spent a long time on that chapter, especially Treize's memories, and I would really like to know what you all thought. Thanks so much for all your reviews! *hugs all round* Heh, and I made a new word; Puddleish! Or should that have been puddlish…? ~_^