Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Untitled ❯ One-Shot

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

Disclamer: The GW boys do not belong to me. The belong to a whole bunch of corporate people.
Don't sue me. I've got nothing but art history text books and a psyco cat.

Here goes. This is my first try EVER at writing any kind of a story. Be kind to me.

The battle was over; ninmu kanryou and all that other shit. It's the same
thing day in and day out. It's gotten to the point where I don't even want to
wake up anymore. There's only one thing that keeps me from giving it up and is
keeping me from leaving.
Yuy. Yeah, Heero Yuy. Mr. IceMan, Mr. Perfect fucking soldier.
My maxim is that I run, I hide but I never lie right? Fuck that. I've been lying to myself ever since I laid eyes on him.
It's extremely hard to be lusting after a person who doesn't care about you
except for the sake of the mission.
Did I say lust? Yeah. It's lust but it's something more than that too. It's
in the way that he's always in the back of my mind; how I always want to be near
him no matter what the cost. And believe me being next to Yuy is always at a
cost. Yuy doesn't deal well with distractions of any kind and to him I am a
constant one. I'm not even trying to distract him, I just want him to get up
and do something that doesn't involve a mission
I know it's never going to happen but a person can wish can't they? Just once I
wish that I could talk to him and not hear omae o kosouro thrown in my face.
I don't even know why the hell I'm so attracted to him. At first he was just
some guy. A guy trying to kill some girl that had a big fucking mouth; but
still just some guy. Then he became an object to be eliminated, then a partner
in destruction, and then maybe a friend.
Oi. I can't understand this. I shouldn't feel this way about a boy, never mind
a fellow pilot. It's a sin. A horrible debasing sin; but I can't stop it. I'm
not even sure if I want to.
What would you do Yuy if I told you that I wanted you? What would you do if I
told you that I wanted to fuck your brains out? That I wanted to make you smile
at me, that I wanted to wake up curled up next to you, that I wanted to take
your sweet cock in my mouth and swallow you whole?
Gods in my mind eye I can just see what I would do to you. I can see you, eyes
half closed and your chest rising and falling as your breath comes quicker as I
lick around the tip and the underside of the head. Your hands would reach up to
tangle in my hair trying to grab some semblance of control. You don't realize
that I've got the power here.
Great and mighty Heero Yuy brought to a quivering mass by me. It's a thought
that goes straight down to my groin and makes me even harder. Hell, I didn't
think it was possible to get any harder!
Just chalk up one more sin on my list for confession. I've been beating off
daily since meeting him and one more time isn't going to make a difference on my
road to hell.
It never seems to help no matter how much I do it. Instead of relieving tension
it seems that it just keeps building up and getting worse.
The only that could possibly relieve this state is for me to burst into Yuy's
room and throw myself on him. I'd love to grab that thick hair and force his
mouth down on me. He is the perfect soldier, I bet he would give the perfect
blowjob once he got used to it. That mouth of his looks nice and deep.
I bet you could take me deep into your throat.
I can almost feel him instead of my hand. His tongue running up the underside
of my cock; licking at the head then sucking me in totally. I can just picture
his saccharine mouth in an O around me; his eyes closed in concentration.
His hand strays down to grasp himself and I can feel the tremors through his
body into mine as he starts to tug rapidly. He's much rougher with himself than
I would be with him.
He's getting more and more rapid with his jerking and with the strokes of his
mouth. I can feel my release building up in me, uncoiling like a serpent ready
to strike.Grab his head and drive it down. I need this. Damnit, I need him.
Fuck. It's over. I'm done and just left with a mess. No love or devotion, no
after screw cuddling, just a wet sticky mess and a cold bed. No happy ever
after either.If nothing else I'm relaxed enough to sleep now.
Good night Yuy. Ai Shiteiru you bastard.