Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Missing Piece ❯ Chapter 23

Title: The Missing Piece

Author: Skeren Dreamera, with Bagelbunion co-writing

Archive: http://www.gundam-wing-fanfiction.net/ (under Skeren Dreamera)

Category: Sci Fi additions, Yaoi/Shounen Ai

Pairings: 5x2, 4+3, 3x1, 2+6

Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, so please, don't sue me.

Rating: NC-17

Spoilers: None yet

Warnings: None this chapter, except maybe OOC to a degree, but that will apply through the entire story line.

Contact: Mickeofas@yahoo.com

Notes: *thoughts* Heero is starting to assert himself. This could be considered on the verge of the Lemon domain.

Begin part twenty-three.

Heero saw Zechs leave the room out of the corner of his eye, but dismissed it as being not his concern as he pushed open the door to Trowa's room. "It's finished." Trowa was kind enough to answer Heero with sleeping silence. Heero quirked his lips, advancing into the room and lightly touching Trowa's shoulder. If he didn't wake, he was going to take himself elsewhere. Trowa was out cold. Heero nodded a little and back away from the bed before turning to leave the room.

Trowa rolled over in his sleep onto his back turning towards Heero. "Heero..."

Heero froze, turning back around in the doorway, and inching back to the bed. He couldn't have heard that. Heero inched closed, moving around the bed until he saw an empty spot then slowly bringing a knee up onto it so he could lean closer to Trowa without touching him. Trowa stirred a little moving towards Heero in his sleep. Heero backed away, making sure not to bump Trowa. He wasn't entirely certain the other teen wasn't awake. Trowa sighed loudly in his sleep and rolled over again. He mumbled again. Heero froze completely as Trowa rolled onto his hand, trying to figure out how to move his arm without waking Trowa now that he realized he wasn't going to wake immediately.

"Heero..." Trowa mumbled again, along with a few other unintelligible words that sounded like something suggesting some carnal activity.

Heero in turn flushed red, and yanked his hand free, though didn't move immediately as he tried to puzzle how to get off the bed with Trowa's arm thrown over his legs. Trowa smacked his lips together and his hips shuffled slightly beneath the covers. One of his hands reached out as if to grab an imaginary lover. Heero leaned away from the hands, making damn sure they wouldn't grab him, only to encounter a graceless moment and send himself onto the floor in a heap.

Trowa suddenly sat up, awake at the loud noise. Looking around, he didn't see anyone in the immediate vicinity and scowled, reaching for the gun he stored under the pillows. Heero heard the bed creak after he hit the floor and froze. He was on his back on the floor as he stared up at the bed, just waiting for Trowa to peer down at him where he lay. He'd gotten rid of the Park ranger jacket somewhere along the way and was just in his tank top with the green pants.

Trowa looked over the bed, pointing the gun at the intruder only to find out it was Heero who was blinking back up at him, looking adorable in those forest ranger pants. Trowa licked his lips, unconsciously. An ever so faint blush crawled up Heero's cheeks as he saw Trowa looking back at him, but it was quickly banished, making Trowa wonder if he ever saw it with Heero's calm expression. Though Heero rested a finger on the gun pointed at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Sorry." Trowa replied, his voice still slightly husky from his dream. "Reflex." He explained. *Damn it! Why can't he come here when I'm having a dream about Tsuberov and interrupt me!*

"I know." Heero wondered idly why Trowa hadn't asked why he was on the floor yet, and a small smile quirked his lips.

"What are you doing on the floor?" Trowa asked just that, practically reading his mind as his gaze left Heero to look at the blankets, hoping that Heero hadn't noticed that.

"I fell." Heero was still looking up at Trowa, and lowered his hand from the air to rest on his chest near where his tank top had fallen partially from his shoulder while he was up walking around.

"Umm..." Trowa stirred uncomfortably seeing the shift. "How did you fall?" He coughed after hearing his voice come out so... Thick.

"Fell off the bed." Heero moved his hand a little, toying with the edge of the tank top idly while he watched Trowa, intrigued by the change in his voice and curious if his action was what caused it.

Trowa looked away, swallowing nervously. "You were on the bed?" He gulped again and shifted the blanket so it wasn't so bloody obvious why the blanket was lifted like that. He coughed, his voice was so throaty and he was really bothered with Heero's teasing.

"Yes." Heero watched Trowa look away, completely mesmerized. He'd never deliberately teased someone like this before and he was starting to like the power of it. It had just never occurred to him.

"Why?" Trowa whispered, hoping that by whispering he could disguise this awful tone in his voice. He refused to look over Heero's direction again.

"You said my name, I was trying to determine if you were asleep." Heero watched, his lips twitching though no smile emerged because he didn't want to risk Trowa seeing it.

"Oh. Did you need something then?" Trowa licked his suddenly parched again. *Am I still dreaming? That dream started out like this...*

"I was just coming in to tell you what happened like you asked me to, but you were already asleep." Heero deliberately lowered his voice, watching for a reaction.

Trowa shivered. *I must still be dreaming. This would never happen!* "Oh." Trowa did not quite trust his own voice at this moment.

"Why did you ask Trowa?" Heero kept his voice low, sitting up next to the bed and tilting his head back. *Yes, this little exercise was starting to be quite enjoyable.*

Trowa turned, having caught Heero move out of the corner of his eye. He bit his lip and barely swallowed his groan at seeing Heero's head tilted like that to expose his neck. How he wanted to lean forward and bite that neck! "I thought you might need something." Trowa finally gave up on the whisper, his own voice just as low as Heero's.

Heero barely manage to repress a grin, nodding his head forward so his hair hid his eyes then tilting it to the side to look at Trowa sideways. "I didn't need anything. I just came because you asked." Heero further messed with his own voice, making it sound innocent as he rested one hand on the coverlet.

"Oh really?" Trowa drawled and leaned closer to Heero. "Then would you do something else if I asked you?" He licked his lips again as his eyes continued to undress Heero's body. *There is no doubt this has to be a dream.*

"It might be a consideration." Heero peeked up at Trowa again, turning his upper body as he drew his knee under himself, his other hand lying splayed on the coverlet next to the first.

Trowa took a deep breath through his nose and closed his eyes. "Come here." Trowa kept his eyes closed. *If I'm still dreaming please don't let the real Heero Yuy come in here and demand to know why I have a hard on!*

Heero decided to play along at least a little longer, waiting for Trowa to open his eyes again before slinking onto the bed, pushing up on his hands, then bringing first one knee then the other up onto it before moving closer in a cat crawl.

Trowa shivered again as he opened his eyes and saw that image. He groaned aloud and shifted his hips under the covers. *I have to be dreaming now! There is no way the real Heero Yuy would do that* "Heero..."

"Yes?" The question is completely innocent sounding, well, for Heero anyway. He comes to a stop, leaning on his hands as he kneels on the bed by Trowa.

Trowa leaned forward and grabbed Heero's tank top, having had enough of the teasing, and pulled Heero's lips towards his own to kiss him forcefully. Heero made a small noise of suprize and briefly froze before opening his mouth to the kiss, then hesitatingly returned it, his eyes closing as he rested his hands lightly on Trowa's knees to maintain his forward lean. Trowa reached around and grabbed Heero's waist to pull Heero closer to him, wanting more contact, even though Heero was still on top of the covers. Trowa moaned loudly as he continued with the deep kiss.

Heero broke the kiss, having realized he was stepping out of his own game. Reaching behind himself he pulled Trowa's hand away, tisking. "You didn't ask Trowa!"

"Ask?" Trowa was completely baffled as he looked at Heero.

"I said I'd consider something when you asked. You didn't ask me to kiss you." Heero shook his head slightly, his hair falling over his eyes as he allowed a faint smile to reach his face.

Trowa leaned forward, almost amused, his eyes half lidded and a near drunken smile on his face. "Alright then." He licked his lips as his eyes wandered over Heero's body again. "Can I cop a feel?" He asked.

"If you do it properly." Heero moved forwards with that cat crawl of his and straddled Trowa as he answered, giving the taller boy a better range to work with.

"Mm..." Trowa moaned and immediately squeezed Heero's cheeks, kneading. He leaned forward and was about to nibble on Heero's neck when he remembered that he hadn't asked. "Can I nibble on your neck?" His hands continued to rub and squeeze Heero's bottom.

Heero liked this much better than the last time when Trowa barged in on him, and he smiled secretively, lifting his head slightly. "You may." He felt more in control while he had Trowa on an asking leash.

Trowa nibbled on the proffered flesh. "Thanks" It was just a whisper as he moved his hands up to Heero's waist to pull him a tiny bit closer. "Permission to remove your tank top?"

Heero tilted his head as though considering, baring his neck further to Trowa's gaze, then he tugged it off, teasingly slow before he let it dangle to his fingers, torso twisted. Then the olive material fluttered to the floor, and Heero turned to look back at Trowa.

Trowa bit his lip and groaned loudly at the striptease. He closed his eyes as he rested his hands on Heero's hips again. "Permission to kiss you again?" He asked, leaning close to Heero again.

Heero quirked his lips, leaning forward and letting his breath blow over Trowa's lips before whispering. "No." He then passed Trowa lips, leaning forward and lightly kissing along his jaw, tongue flicking out over the shell of his ear.

Trowa was about to protest, but changed his mind after that action. His ears were an extreme turn on for him and having Heero do that! He moaned loud again and his hips flexed of their accord. Heero chuckled softly, repeating the motion then leaning back, brushing a ghost of a kiss against Trowa's lips before leaning back and shaking his head with it tilted back, clearing the hair from his eyes.

Trowa moaned and leaned forward again trying to get Heero back to doing that. "Heero..." He whimpered softly and rubbed his hands over Heero's backside again.

"Yes? Was there something you wanted Trowa?" Heero asked as though he wasn't perched atop a major erection already, his fingers idly stroking down Trowa's chest and plucking at his nipples lightly.

Trowa moaned again, his back arching slightly as He felt Heero's hands on him. "You." He breathed and opened his eyes to gaze into Heero's. "Permission to have my way with you?" Trowa's voice was so breathless Heero had to lean in to hear it.

"No, I don't believe I agree with that request at all." Heero lightly pushed on Trowa's chest, encouraging him to lay back as his hand slid down, sneaking up under his shirt to feather over his belly.

Trowa groaned with disappointment as he felt himself being pushed back to the bed. Heero grinned a little then, plucking at the material and undoing the buttons, noticing that Trowa was still mostly dressed. He got rid of the ranger shirt, leaning down to nip at the chest he'd revealed experimentally. Trowa moaned and squeezed his eyes together tightly. He never dreamed that he could get Heero to undress him! He loved it! Heero tilted his head to the side, leaning back on his heels and stroking his fingers over the bronzed skin before running them down, his expression a faint smirk as he scooted back, tugging on Trowa's pant zipper. Trowa bit his lip, trying to stifle a groan as Heero did so; he wanted him to hurry up damn it! He reached out with his hands to grab Heero's shoulders and pull him closer.

Heero caught the movement out of the corner of his eye and lifted his hands, catching the wrists and shaking his head. "You want me to stop, Trowa?"

"Fuck no!" Trowa tried to glare at Heero for even suggesting such a thing, but his eyelids were too heavy and he just shut them. "Hurry." He whispered and shifted his hips; his arousal was becoming near painful now.

"If I were to hurry, what good would that be for me?" Heero released Trowa's hands, pushing them upwards before returning to his pants, removing the garment from Trowa's body before re-straddling his legs, his fingers whispering over the bared erection lightly.

Trowa shivered and let out a long breath as Heero touched him. He nearly growled at being played with. *I'm in control of this dream! Heero's supposed to be doing what I want him to do!*

Heero looked up at Trowa's face through his lashes and dipped his head, laying light kisses over Trowa's lower belly. His fingers ran down consideringly to fondle the green eyed boy's balls, his gaze turning from Trowa's face to the erection he'd gotten close to, studying it as he rested kisses around it.

"Heero..." Trowa moaned but he was cursing internally to himself all the while that Heero should just hurry the hell up. He wiggled his hips trying to steer Heero's mouth in the right direction.

Heero lifted his head away entirely as Trowa did that, leaning up and flicking a teasing tongue over a nipple, his gaze on what he was doing, even as his hands came to rest on Trowa's hips, holding them still to the bed.

"Damn it Heero!" Trowa sat up as much as he could, propping himself up on his elbows to glare at Heero.

Heero moved back, his eyebrow lifting. "You want me to leave you alone Trowa? Cause the more you squirm, the less I can explore."

Trowa thrashed his head back on forth on the pillow, reaching out with his hands to try and grab onto Heero. He didn't want Heero stop. *No! Don't stop!* "Just hurry!" He was starting to get really frustrated with Heero.

"But Trowa, if you'd just hold still I would've already been where you wanted me." Heero's voice almost sounded teasing, and he lifted a hand to swat Trowa's away gently, his other holding his hip as he moved down Trowa's body, his tongue giving a considering lick at the tip of his captive's arousal.

"But I--" Trowa gasped, his words cut short at Heero's actions. He took a deep breath and tried to get a hold of himself. "I sincerely doubt that..." He breathed quietly.

"I was going to do this before, but then you started squirming." Heero flicked his tongue out again, catching the precum on his tongue, then laying a light kiss in the same spot, the hand used to ward away Trowa's coming to rest on the banged boy's hip again, opposite the other.

Trowa said nothing and only arched his back slightly. *Maybe if I just shut up, he'll do this...* His hands, fisted into the covers. He wanted to grab Heero and hold him close, but he doubted Heero would allow that.

Heero grinned faintly in satisfaction as Trowa stopped trying to control his movements, and he moved his head, licking from base to crown experimentally. He'd never really played with himself, so this was pure experimentation.

Trowa bit his own lip, hard. This was slow torture. Trowa wanted Heero to hurry up or he was going to stop asking and start taking! "Heero...." It was a moaned plea.

"You made me scream Trowa, can't you even let me have a whimper?" Heero nuzzled at Trowa's balls, tongue running over the backs of the sensitive skin before he gave sloppy kisses back to the tip again.

Trowa hissed and tried to arch into the sensation. He reached out with a hand to put it onto Heero's neck and show him the right way. *This dream Heero seems to not want me to have anything to do with this.*

"Trowa." There was a warning note as Heero felt the hand, his teeth scraping over the sensitive flesh he'd been playing with, listening for his reaction since he made the motion just this side of painful.

Trowa yelled incoherently, but not in pleasure. He sat himself up forcefully. "Fuck. Heero! Don't do that!" He shivered; suddenly whipped out of the powerful half-sleep state he was in and became quite conscious of his surroundings. *When did my clothes come off?*

Heero lifted his head, propping on his hands as he looked Trowa in the face. "You're greedy." There was a smirk on his face though, and he was more than a little amused as he noted that Trowa suddenly seemed more aware.

"Well... I'd be more than happy to return the favor but you seemed to not want that." Trowa nearly snapped, afraid he'd come close to getting his bits bitten off. He grabbed the sheet and tried to pull it over himself, noting with interest that Heero still had his clothes on.

"I didn't." Heero remained kneeling over Trowa, effectively pinning the sheets. "I liked what I was doing. I wasn't going to bite Trowa, really." Heero leaned forward a bit, his hands resting on the bed just behind Trowa's back now that he was sitting.

Trowa sighed loudly. He flexed and stretched his shoulders a tad while he studied Heero. "I don't think we should continued this..." He whispered it softly, sadly, and turned his head away while Duo's words started to play back into his mind. "I want you...But..." Trowa had no words to continue.

"You wouldn't be doing anything. I don't want you to." Heero moved one of his hands, feathering it up the center of Trowa's chest.

Trowa grabbed it and held it still. "And what if I wanted to fuck you into the mattress..." He whispered even softer still. "Then you wouldn't want it..." He continued to look away.

"No, no... I wouldn't. I just want to touch. You can't say you don't want me to." Heero moved his other hand, petting it over Trowa's leg, his fingers swirling close to his erection.

Trowa groaned softly, starting to become interested again. "I want you to touch me. Yes. I want you to touch me. Very much. All over." Trowa groaned again. "But I want other things too."

"You can't have the other things. I just want to touch. You'll let me touch, won't you Trowa?" Heero ran his fingers further in between Trowa's legs, stroking his fingers against his still aroused state lightly and bringing Trowa's attention back to it.

"Only if I can touch you back." Trowa panted, still trying to keep a hold of himself so he could have a halfway decent conversation.

"No. I only want to touch, and taste, and rub." Heero moved his hand, curling his fingers around Trowa and pumping his arousal once. He moved his other hand from Trowa's slackened grip and slid it up to fondle a nipple, pinching lightly, far from painfully.

"No..." Trowa moaned but the rest of the words died in his throat as Heero put his hands on him again.

Heero nodded into Trowa's protest, his hand continuing to stroke Trowa's groin slowly as the other hand ran over his chest. He dipped his head, hissing a soft "Yes. " Into Trowa's ear before nibbling at the sensitive appendage.

Trowa bit his lip again and attempted to stifle a groan. It came out a whimper instead. How he loved to have his ears nibbled! His hips arched into Heero's touch ever so slightly as his resolve faltered.

"See? I'll make you feel nice, just let me explore you." Heero gave a parting nuzzle to Trowa's ear and slid down his chest abruptly, licking along the underside of the head of Trowa's arousal.

Trowa yelped loudly as he felt the lick. Heero was driving him crazy with lust, and he wanted to touch Heero so bad in return. "Please...Heero...I want..." He panted, too lost in a haze to make an actual question.

"No touching." Heero then sucked lightly on the tip of Trowa, consideringly, his tongue swirling him like a lollipop. He slid his fingers from Trowa's shoulder repeating the tweak of his nipple lightly as the fingers of his other hand drifted behind his balls, stroking the sensitive place behind them experimentally.

Trowa whimpered again and thrust his hips forward, gasping while he reached out for Heero's hair. He couldn't help it. He wasn't quite in control of himself now. Heero brought his hand around from between Trowa's legs curling over his hip to hold him firmly in place as his other hand moved from his chest to grabs his wrists, pushing them up against Trowa's chest and using them to push him against the bed, effectively pinning him. Trowa growled up at him, mad, that he had been denied what he wanted. He wiggled his wrists, trying to get free. Heero tightened the grip he had on Trowa's wrists, if he continued to try and move them, it would bruise. He smirked slightly and dipped his head, sucking on Trowa's cock harder, treating it like ice cream, without the biting. Trowa moaned lowly as he tossed his head back into the pillows, his eyes slamming shut, silently begging Heero to hurry up. Heero hummed softly, waiting or the reaction it would cause, his head moving in a slow, but hard rhythm as he played with Trowa, his hands remaining bruise tight.

Trowa's back arched again, "HEERO!" It was a begging shout that escaped him between pants. He was close. He'd been dreaming about Heero and was already hard, and Heero had been 'playing' with him for over an hour now.

Heero barely suppressed a laugh, though his shoulders shook. He couldn't pin down why he found Heero screaming his name funny, he just did, a small amount of sound escaping him. Trowa grunted softly, almost a gasp and came silently, arching up into Heero's mouth. He gripped Heero's wrists as well as he could as his entire body spasmed with pleasure.

Heero moved back as fast as he could the second he realized that Trowa tipped that ledge. He barely got a little on his lips, having taken advantage of his position to push himself back. There was a grin on his face though. Trowa sank back into the mattress with a loudly breathy sigh as his body relaxed. Heero licked his lip consideringly, trying to decide if he was going to do anything with the mess on Trowa as he released Trowa's wrists, bringing his sticky hand from Trowa's hip to his mouth, flicking out his tongue to clean his fingers.

"Now can I touch you?" Trowa whispered, watching Heero with half-lidded eyes as he sat licking his fingers.

Heero seemed to consider as he cleaned his hand, cocking his head to the side. "No. You've touched plenty already. Thank you." Heero un-straddled Trowa's legs and kneeled next to him, his tongue catching the last bit on his hand.

Trowa moaned in disappointment and decided he'd had enough. He pulled the blanket back over his hips and rolled over onto his side and turned his back on Heero. He just wanted sleep now. Well... Actually, he wanted to cuddle, and he wrapped his arms around his pillow holding it close to himself.

Heero ran his fingers down Trowa's back. "I forgot to tell you about what happened to Quatre." He sighed softly. "I suppose I can tell you later."

Trowa shivered slightly, and wiggled away. "Yeah, I suppose." He was silent for a moment. "Come to bed later?" Trowa whispered softly, afraid of what Heero's reply would be.

Heero continued to pet Trowa, ignoring the fact that the other moved away. He wasn't trying to be erotic, he was just enjoying touching. "I will." Trowa nodded slowly. He was already starting to fall back asleep. Heero remained until he was certain Trowa was fully asleep. "I really did mean thank you when I said it."

To be continued.