Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Getaway ❯ Want and Need ( Chapter 3 )

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Relena's Getaway

Chapter 3: Want and Need

 

Relena's breath left her in a rush as Heero captured her lips and drove everything but their kiss out of her mind. His tongue invaded her mouth and teased her tongue into a duel with his. He groaned, the hand on her back twisting in the fabric of her sweater in an effort to keep it from wandering lower.

 

Emboldened by his response to their kiss, Relena pressed the advantage and slid her tongue past his to dart into his mouth and slide teasingly against his teeth. Relena's hand slid down his chest, feeling the rippling muscles beneath his shirt and the way his breath seemed to get shallower as her hand slid lower. She got as far as the waistband of his jeans before his breath seemingly stopped altogether.

 

The lightening outside might as well have just shot through Heero's spine as she teased him. Heaven's knew in felt like the electricity was already shooting lower in his body, not to mention the blood. If her hand wandered any further south, she was going to find out just how badly he wanted her. It was time to stop, no matter how much his body screamed at him not to, otherwise he wasn't going to be able to. At the same time, Heero caught her roving hand and pulled back from the kiss, pushing her head against his chest and burying his face in her hair again.

 

Relena stayed there, catching her breath and trying to figure out exactly what had just happened. Everything had been going so well, and then he just…stopped. `It's probably one of those noble things. Things were going farther than he thought they should, so he stopped them. Well, he's got another thing coming then, because I'm not stopping tonight,' she thought to herself.

 

Heero's heartbeat had just slowed back to normal when Relena decided to move again. He watched as she pulled away from him to stand up in front of the sofa. He watched as she just stood there a moment. Her cheeks were flushed lightly and there was a hint of mischief in her eyes. Instantly Heero knew that this wasn't over yet. His gaze was drawn to the movement of her hands at the waist of her jeans. His breath caught as he realized that she was unzipping them. It left him completely when she started pushing them down her legs to pool at her ankles.

 

“Re-Relena?” His voice came out as a choked whisper as she lithely stepped out of the jeans, pushing them to the side with her foot.

 

“Shhhh…” was the only reply he got as her hands went to the hem of her sweater and pulled it up and off, tossing it to the floor to join the jeans. Heero couldn't help but stare at the sight of her, clothed only in lace the color of her eyes. Just as he thought she might be done, her hands reached behind her and the bra went slack as she undid the clasp and shrugged it off. It too found it's way to the growing pile of clothes. Heero couldn't utter a sound as the last scrap of lace covering any semblance of her modesty disappeared and she stood starkly naked in front of him. Her skin was creamy and seemed flawless to his eyes, tinged pink as her only concession to her own nudity seemed to be the pink blush spreading from her face down over her breasts.

 

Abruptly, Heero came back to reality and turned his head so that he wasn't ogling her like some kind of sex-craved teenager; It was bad enough that his body was already calling every kind of fool and that he was going to need an ice cold shower. Matter of fact, a shower sounded good right now. Maybe that was the best way to escape and give her some time to think about what she was doing.

 

But before he could move off the couch, Heero found Relena standing knee to knee with him.

 

“Heero. Heero, look at me.”

 

He shook his head once, his hands curling around the edge of the cushion. Then he gasped in surprise as Relena smoothly straddled his legs and sat on his lap, facing him, like she was some presumptuous feline and this was exactly where she belonged. One of her hands gently cupped his face and made him face her. She knew that this kind of stunt was just as likely to backfire and blow up in her face, but she was tired of hiding it. She met every other obstacle head on and this was no different.

 

When he finally met her eyes, Heero read the determination there. He swallowed hard around the lump in his throat. This could almost be one of his fantasies. He'd wanted her for years and vaguely wandered if maybe he hadn't finally slipped over the edge and was hallucinating her sitting on his lap, naked, her warmth seeping through his pants and teasing his already painful erection. Hallucination…hell, more like torture. But, given his background and the things he'd endured during the war, this torture was pleasant.

 

“What's wrong, Heero? Don't you want me?”

 

Her question was punctuated by her moving against him, settling more firmly on his lap. He bit his cheek to keep from groaning as the blood raced through his veins. His fingers dug deeper into the cushion in an attempt to maintain some kind of control of his body. But even that was taken from him as she took his hands, tugging them free of the cushion, and placing them on her breasts. Her hard nipples pushed against his palms as she arched her back, holding his hands in place with hers.

His eyes shut and his head lulled back against the couch even as his fingers obeyed her silent commands and began caressing her soft skin. They shot open again when he felt her teeth gently nip his neck and he couldn't help the groan that escaped him. He never knew this sexy, barely controlled wildcat existed in her, and it turned him on even more. He shivered as she nipped him again, harder this time. Soon, he wouldn't even be able to walk away, even if she told him to. He all but growled out her name.

 

“Relena…”

 

Her eyes met his. They were smoldering. He had to swallow, twice, before he got his voice to work.

 

“Relena, this is your first, last, and only chance. I've wanted you too much and too long. If this is just a tease or you're not sure, then you better walk away right now. If you don't, then things are going to happen that I can't take back.”

 

He watched the words sink in as she looked at him. His body clenched as her tongue darted out to wet her lips.

 

“First, last and only huh?” she asked. He nodded. And she smiled. “Good. Then I won't have to tell you more than once that I want you more than air right now. I'm burning up, Heero. And there's only one person I want to burn up with me. You.”

 

Every word she uttered made his blood boil more. By the time she finished and reached for the hem of his sweater, he could hear it in his ears. There was absolutely no resistance as he helped her strip him, sweater first, pants soon there after. Then Heero was pulling her roughly against him as he hungrily took her mouth again, passionately kissing her breathless, as his manhood slid against her heat. His hands slid down her back to pull her bottom more firmly against him.

She moaned in delight and anticipation as her slick heat slid over his engorged flesh, making them both shiver. His lips trailed fire down her throat as she moved her hips against him and he slid into place. She poised herself there a moment, and Heero's brain latched onto something that had escaped him until now.

 

“Wait, Relena. Aren't you still a virgin?”

 

But in that exact instant she drove herself down on him, pressing through her barrier and all the way to the hilt. Any breath left in his lungs left Heero in a groan as his head snapped back and his hands tightened on her hips. He forced himself not to move. She was incredibly hot and tight and it took all his considerable will power to wait until she pulled her head up to look him in the eyes.

 

“Not anymore,” she whispered.

 

There weren't any tears. There was no sign of pain in her eyes. Just need. She needed him. He understood the small smile and nod, and in that instant he couldn't have been more proud of her, his warrior princess. He ducked his head, claiming her lips, and started to move inside her. He started slowly with short thrusts, but soon it wasn't enough for her, and she was driving against him harder until they were both moving and panting together. Heero managed to hold out long enough to hear her cry out his name and feel her muscles clench around his shaft before he thrust hard and fast into her several times, his back arching at the end with his head thrown back, moaning loudly as he emptied himself into her.

 

Heero pulled her to him, arms wrapping around her possessively, as they caught their breath. He noted in the back of his mind that the ache in his chest was nowhere to be found. It was gone, for now at least. He looked down at her face, noting the contented and happy look there. Her eyes were closed but the smile on her lips was angelic. Heero felt calm and, yes, content. For one perfect moment everything felt right.

 

He held her against him and stroked her back softly, listening to her breathing. Finally he lifted her chin so that she faced him. She met his serious look with a soft smile.

 

“What's wrong, Heero?” she asked.

 

He looked like he was choosing his words carefully before speaking.

 

“Nothing's wrong, exactly. I just wasn't expecting this to happen, that's all.”

 

He was holding something back. The frown lines on his face weren't portraying happiness either. Relena frowned as a touch of doubt finally pierced into her happy little cocoon, sending a chill straight up her spine.

 

“ And you're not particularly pleased that it happened either, are you?”

 

The question came out more like a statement as she could already read the tension that was building in him. She sighed and sat up straight on him, driving him deeper into her in the process. The feeling sucked the breath out of her. `How could he not want this and still be so hard?' she wondered.

 

For Heero's part, he groaned through gritted teeth as she slid down his length again. His hands tightened on her hips, holding her still. He managed to look at her and grind out; “If you don't hold still I'll never be able to let you go.”

 

Relena couldn't help it as the smart-ass in her reared its head.

 

“And that would be a bad thing because…why?” she asked, shifting her hips slightly.

 

“Do you want to be able to walk tomorrow?” he bit out.

 

He was so obviously fighting his reaction to her, she decided to relent. But not before she leaned forward to whisper in his ear.

 

“You may not have wanted this to happen, and I take full responsibility for that by the way, but at least I know you wanted me this once. I've always wanted you Heero. And even if it never happens again, I'll never regret this.” She pulled back to look him in the eyes, noting the bewildered look there. “If you want me to get up now, I will. I won't even bring it up in the future if that's the way you want it.”

 

The bravery she'd managed to bolster herself with to look him in the eyes took a back seat to the tears that threatened to spill out. She closed her eyes, bowing her head lightly, as she pushed against his chest. She'd be damned if he saw her cry now. She wasn't going to hold onto him that way. She'd take her memory of the night's events and walk away with her head up. She'd gotten most of what she wanted, even if it did feel like her heart was breaking.

 

Heero couldn't understand where things had gone so completely wrong. She thought he didn't want her? Where the hell had that come from? He could feel the ache in his chest come back full force as she ducked her head and tried to push away from him. It felt worse this time. Suddenly he didn't care if it was the proper thing to do or not. He couldn't let her go yet. At least, not until he made her understand.

 

Relena didn't know what to think as the hands that had been firmly holding her hips moved to her back and crushed her to him. One hand threaded through her hair as the other wrapped around her shoulders. The next thing she knew, Heero was kissing her again, passionately, intently. When he finally let her come up for air, he held her head to his shoulder, never loosening his grip on her.

 

“How could you possibly think that I don't want you, Relena?” he asked gruffly in her ear. He went on before she could answer him. “I've wanted you for years. I've wanted you so badly I thought I was going nuts.” He let her loose enough that she was able to look him in the eyes again. His gaze was full of intensity and emotion as he looked for the words that seemed to be failing him.

 

“Then, why?” she asked. “Why have you always pushed me away?”

 

“Because…I thought I would hurt you. I hurt you enough during the war. I didn't want to hurt you anymore.”

 

“You never hurt me, Heero. Not even when you kept threatening to kill me. I was never afraid of you. I'm still not. Somehow I always knew that you'd never hurt me.”

 

Heero shook his head. “You always were too trusting of me. I was put through rigorous conditioning to ensure that I'd carry out my orders. I should have killed you, but even then I couldn't.”

 

Relena smiled at him. This was the most he'd talked about his past in a long time.

 

“And why do you think that is, Heero? Why couldn't you kill me?”

 

“I didn't know for sure in the beginning. Later I figured it was because I wanted peace like you did, and I knew you were the best hope we had for that. It became my own private mission. To protect you, and thus, the only peace I'd ever known hope for.”

 

“Is that why you stayed with me all these years? Because you see me as an extension of your mission?” She didn't know why that hurt so much, but it did. All this time, she'd hoped there was more to it.

 

“In the beginning maybe, but not anymore.” The look in her eyes told him he needed to tell her the truth. “I don't why exactly, but I feel human when I'm near you. I don't understand it. During the war I felt cold, like I was just one more part of Wing Zero, to move and carry out missions. But as the war wore on, I started feeling like I was being consumed by the cold. The only times I wasn't was when I was near you. You were sunlight and warmth to me. You still are. You're the only person that keeps the aching cold at bay.”

 

He untangled the hand he had in her hair and captured one of her hands in his. He brought it up to his chest, placing it over his heart.

 

“Right here. The only time it doesn't hurt is when I hold you close. I can't always do that, so I stay as close as I can to you. And while I'll admit that I didn't expect this to happen, and I may not have wanted it to happen quite this way, I can't say I didn't want it, you. I've wanted you for years, Relena. I still want you. And if you want to walk away now, I'll let you. I just couldn't let you go before I told you the truth. It hurt too much, to let you think I didn't want you.” And with that, he gently let go of her, waiting for her reaction.

 

Relena looked at him, totally lost for words. Finally, she licked her lips and found her voice.

 

“I never had any idea you felt that way, Heero. I always thought you just put up with me. I hoped that there was more to it than that, but you always seemed so distant when I tried to talk to you. After a while, I just let it go. I didn't like all the tension between us. The truth is, I wouldn't know what to do without you, Heero. I…”

 

Relena wasn't sure how he'd take the full truth from her, but she figured now was as good a time as any. He wasn't running scared yet, and that little bit of hope was fast returning. She cupped his face in her hands and looked him in the eyes so he could see that she was serious.

 

“I love you, Heero.” She waited to see his reaction before saying anything more.

 

Heero looked at her with a mix of joy and confusion. His mouth opened a couple of times, but his voice failed him, so he settled for kissing her thoroughly instead. When he finally pulled back, they were both gasping for air. Relena smiled at him, a warm and happy look that warmed him to the core. It obliterated the last traces of the cold ache in his chest and replaced it with a blazing need for her. But first he took the chance to tell her the one thing he was dying to say.

 

“I love you too, Relena.”

 

Her smile broadened before she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him again. Heero wrapped her in his arms and enjoyed the kiss. Before long though, he wanted more than just kissing her. He was painfully hard and she was just sitting there on him, teasing him with her warmth, without doing anything about it. He made his intentions perfectly clear as he grasped her hips again and thrust up into her, driving himself in to the hilt, making them both gasp.

 

Relena looked at him, a sassy smile on her face. “Ready for Round 2, are we?”

 

“You think you can handle it?” he asked, worry crinkling his forehead.

 

“You don't honestly think I'm going to let you stop now, do you?” she retorted, the answer obvious in her voice.

 

He just chuckled and kissed her again before standing up, taking her with him, and laying her down on the soft rug in front of the fireplace. He settled on top of her, sliding deep again, and kissing her. He started to move on her, making her gasp and moan. When she wrapped her legs around his hips, he rewarded her with a deep groan and a deeper thrust. Before long they were both moving together, writhing on the rug, trying to chase down the pleasure they both knew awaited them in the other's arms. Heero held out as long as he could before crying out her name and emptying himself into her again. Feeling him shudder was all it took for Relena to explode around him, nails digging into his back, moaning his name as she arched beneath him.

 

They stayed that way, him laying on her, both of them trying to catch their breath for long moments, before Heero gently pulled out of her and pulled her to her feet. No sooner than she was standing, he picked her up and carried her up the stairs to the master bedroom and settled them both under the covers. He pulled her to him, snuggling her into his shoulder and holding onto her gently.

 

Relena smiled, not daring to believe this was real. She had just made love to Heero, twice, he said he loved her, and now she was snuggled up to him, listening to his heart beat inside his chest. It was almost surreal. One of her hands trailed slowly down his chest, getting within a hair's breath of his waist before he captured it and pulled it up to rest on his chest over his heart. She looked at him questioningly.

“No more,” he said. “At least, not tonight.” He chuckled at the almost indignant look on her face and bent to kiss it off her lips.

 

“But what if I want more?” she asked him when he pulled back.

 

He shook his head. “Not if you want to be able to walk tomorrow. I'm serious, `Lena. If we keep it up, you're gonna be too sore to move in the morning.”

 

She settled her head on his shoulder and sighed. “I guess I was just enjoying the dream while it lasted.”

 

Heero made her look at him again. “This was no dream. And I'm not letting go of you again.”

 

She looked into his eyes. “Promise?”

 

He nodded once and said seriously, “Promise.”

 

She smiled and settled back down, the both of them drifting off rather quickly.

 

~*~

 

The first thing Heero woke up to was a feminine voice laughing and a male one muttering. It quickly kicked in his soldier instincts and he reached under his pillow only to find that this once he forgot to put his 9mm under it. Then he recognized the male voice.

 

“Well, I'll be damned,” muttered Duo.

 

“Ha ha, told you she could do it. Now pay up,” giggled Hilde.

 

Duo pulled out what looked suspiciously like a twenty-dollar bill and handed it over to his wife, chuckling. Before Heero could say anything, Relena threw a pillow at the two eavesdroppers.

 

“Will you two shut up already?” she asked in a groggy voice.

 

It only made the other two laugh more. Finally Hilde started pulling Duo out of the room, telling them to come down soon and that she'd be making them all breakfast. Her giggling followed her down the hall.

 

Relena looked up at Heero and said quietly, “Good morning.”

 

She looked so cute to him, all mussed and sleepy looking. He grinned and kissed her before murmuring the same to her. He glanced at the door where their guests had just been.

 

“Sorry about the rude awakening.”

 

She shrugged. “Oh well. No big deal. They're our friends. But the next time they just barge in, they're getting more than just a pillow upside the head,” she said as shot the doorway an evil look.

 

Heero laughed outright. The mere thought of his little pacifist doing anything to their friends was just ludicrous to him. He kissed her until the evil look disappeared and she was breathless.

 

“So,” she said, “you think we have time for a repeat of last night before they come looking for us?”

 

He smiled wickedly at her. “If they have any sense they'll listen before knocking.” Then he bent his head to claim her lips one more time.

 

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A/N: Ok, so it took me long enough…again. Erf! -.- But, here it is. I hope you all enjoy it. ^_^