Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Welcome Home ❯ Hello ( One-Shot )

Series: Gundam Wing

Pairing: 1x2

Rating: NC-17 ….not like I write much else…

Disclaimer: I don't own this series…I just borrow their adorably fucktastic characters make them screw and then hand them back to the owners to clean up.

Author Comment: psh…YAOI…duh…

Summary: *snerk* PWP….yeah…uhm….go read it now.

He looks so good. I'm sitting on the couch pretending to read my newspaper - but how can anyone stay focused on anything with in the room. I quirk an eye over my newspaper ad he tosses off his jacket, shirt, tie, and belt. And then he's straddling my lap, throwing my paper aside and running his hands through my hair.

"Mmm…Hee-chan…" he purrs, "I'm back…"

"So I noticed…" I reply trying to look annoyed. He decides pull me into a kiss and I readily comply, sliding my tongue into his already open mouth. He tastes so good- I need more- I let my hands slide from his waist to his backside. I grab him hard and pull him forward, my arousal rubbing aginst his. He moans at the contact and rocks his hips against mine.

"God Duo…" I groan as my lips move from his and drift down to his neck and shoulders. His quiet whimpers encourage me. I slowly shift him around and lay him down on the couch, thus giving me better access to his partially clothed body. Leaning down I whisper in his ear.

"You're beautiful, you're wonderful, you're all my dreams come true…" I trail off and kiss my way down his glorious body. We've been together for some time now, and we know just what drives the other crazy. Duo's neck is sensitive and he loves to be kissed. He likes sex hard and fast but is the absolute master of foreplay.

He tugs impatiently at my shirt and I pull it off discarding it on the floor with the rest of the clothes. Getting out of clothing while still on top of someone is nearly impossible. I stand up and start to undo my belt. Duo, however, beats me to it. He sits up laying his forehead against my stomach and runs his hands from the backs of my knees up to my hips, pulling me closer.

"Duo…" I moan out as he kisses my exposed skin. He's thoroughly enjoying himself as he slowly swirls his tongue in and around my belly button. He unbuttons my pants while his tongue has been moving progressively lower. I gasp as his mouth surrounds my erection and his tongue begins to toy with every inch of it. I lean forward and hold onto his shoulder for support. My knees feel weak.

"D…Duo…I'm…gonna…fall…" I manage to breathe out. He slides his mouth slowly off my length flicking his tongue over the tip one last time and pulls my mouth to his in one of his trademark, passion-filled kisses. I collapse onto the couch next to him. He wriggles free of the rest of his clothes pulling his magical friction killer out of a pocket. He easily situates himself on my lap again; placing the lube in my hand and kissing my neck. He nips at my shoulder urging me to hurry up. I comply. I can never deny him anything.

"Heero…" he says in sing-song voice, "hurry up."

I grumble in response. He will forever be the only person to ever get away with ordering me around. I cover two fingers with the lube and use them to ready him for my *still* un-fulfilled desire. When his body relaxes against my tough, I kiss him hard on the lips and push in. His moans get stifled by our tongues.

"Oh…god…yes…" he says when I finally relinquish hold on his mouth.

"Feel Good?" I ask, panting.

"Hm…you tell me…" he says sarcastically rocking his hips against mine. It's hard to stay composed when he does something like that.

"Duo…" I growl.

"I'll take that as a yes…" he continues on. Allowing me to slide almost completely out and then all the way back in. That hot velvety warmth surrounding me. And Duo has now leaned forward and is whispering some very obscene things in my ear. Things that he's promising to do to my body, and I know he'll make good on those promises later. He brings me back to the here and now by kissing me, easing his tongue into my mouth and moaning.

"I'm getting impatient with him and so I pull out his beautiful body and ignore his whimper. I quickly maneuver him onto his back.

"You're stalling…" I say in a chastising tone.

"I want you," he says running his hands over my shoulders, down my sides counting each and every rib and finally grabbing my hips and pushing his own arousal against me. I shudder and push back into him, He pants as I look him in the eye.

"What do you want?" I ask playfully, thrusting in only once.

"Nhhn…oh…mm…you…" he manages out, his hands clawing at my back. He'll leave marks, and I don't care.

"Hn. You sure?" I tease again.

"Yes!" he moans out. I figure I've tortured him enough. I continue thrusting into him, edging ever closer to that blinding pleasure that I know is there.

"Nhhn…Heero!" he whines, "Harder!" and not long after that he's begging again, "Heero! Faster!" I'm so close to the edge-Duo must be too. I reach between our bodies and stroke his aching member. He squirms underneath me. "Heero! Mmm Heero! God yes…HEERO!" he cries out my name as he climaxes. I release soon after he does and I fall back to earth laying next to him on the couch. I wrap my arms around him as he curls up against me. I play with his braid and brush his bangs, that are sweat plastered down, out of his face.

I love laying here and holding him in my arms. I love the way his body fits against mine. We lay like that for awhile, just the two of us basking in the afterglow and letting the waves of that incredible orgasm subside. Eventually however, Duo gets impatient. He pushes his left leg between mine and lets his foot slide along the back side of my calf. His thigh, in the meantime is rubbing elsewhere, making me hard again.

"But you're all sticky…" I complain.

"So are you."

"Hn."

"Go take a shower," he commands. I stand up and throw the blanket on the back of the couch ogver him. I head into the other room and slip on my long blue silk robe. I walk back into the living room. Duo's sitting up and seeing me he stands up.

Every inch of his body is totally exposed and un-adulterated by any offensive article of clothing. And, as much as I'd like to stand there admiring the scenery, I'm sure he has other things in mind.

"You're not in the shower…" he says wrapping the blanket around himself. Instead of answering him, I put my hands on his waist, discarding the blanket on the floor, and kiss his shoulder, his neck, his cheek, his mouth. Slowly I back him towards the already running bathwater.

He unties my robe and starts to slip it off my shoulders. I pull him against me and close the robe around us both.

"Shower with me." I say running my hands up and down his back.

"Yes." He kisses me and between all this I get out a few more words.

"Bath…not…shower…actually…"

"Whatever."

"Duo?"

"Hm?"

"I love you."

"Mm…I love you too Heero."

-Le Fin-