20-May-2001
Title: Chasing the Crown, an Extended Family Fic
ExFam Authors:
RavynFyre - ravynfyre@hotmail.com
Diane Davis - fenwyck@radiks.net
von - sablexo1@yahoo.com
bonnejeanne - bonnejeanne@yahoo.com
*Special Guest Writer! Nixie the Pixie!*
Nixers - Nixerchan@aol.com
Category: yaoi, AU
Rating: NC-17 for now, that will change
Pairings: 1x2, 3+4
Spoilers: Series, Endless Waltz, Mission: Arcadia
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing characters and universe are the property of the copyright owners.
Kenny, Duan, Wufan, Tryan, Carter, Jack and the Ripper, and everything relating to Rip & Jack's universe are ours. No money being made here.
Feedback: Any and all comments, feedback, critiques welcome, be they short or long.
Please feel free to direct feedback to any or all of the authors!
WARNINGS: AU (Alternate Universe), Original Characters, LEMON in some sections. Kiddie-Angst.
LEMON WARNING this section!
After lights out, Kenny lay on the big bed, feeling oddly low to the ground. After a moment he realized he was missing his bunk. He sighed and pulled his knees up, and looked over at Duan to see if his friend's eyes were closed.
Duan looked up at the ceiling with a slight frown on his face. In one hand, he held the end of his braid as he concentrated. He sighed, then glanced over to find Kenny still awake. "This is nice and all, but it's kinda weird too. Too much top," he said, pointing up.
Kenny smiled. "It's a little like the room in Arcadia," he ventured. He turned over on his side and propped his head up on his elbow. "We made it to Earth. This one, anyway. And met all the people from their life before us. So what do ya think about all this?"
Duan thought a moment, then sighed again. "Well, I think that the people are ok, but everything is kinda off. Like we were moving around on the wall outside and there was like one camera and it was pointed in a wrong direction... You kinda expect someone to be up on the roof or something. The food was good, though."
Kenny smiled. "Think we should have told 'em about the camera?" he asked.
"We'll tell 'em tomorrow. I was just trying to figure out why anyone would wanna watch Heero and Duo sleep? Course, it might be what people do here. " Duan said.
"That's the wing where the Vice Minster's room is," Kenny commented, then shrugged. After a moment he said, "I think... I think *he's* getting a bit better. I think maybe it's because we're having the mission... what do you think?"
Duan nodded. "I think you're right. I could tell he was getting better, too. He's been smiling sometimes and he hugged Carter in the garden. He even tickled him. You're right about the mission too. It's good," he said.
Kenny nodded. He thought for a moment. "They're talking now. Since the strawberry shortcake. I think... I think it's gonna work."
Duan nodded. "Me too," he added. "What do you think of the Vice Minister, cause I think she's real nice."
Kenny shrugged. "She's okay for a girl. That other one with the eyebrows... she's kinda interesting. But I think the Vice M. used to have a crush on Heero. She looks at him a lot."
"Oh... ok, that makes sense now," Duan said. "Maybe she's still got a crush on him and wants to keep an eye on him, which would explain the camera. Oh that other girl, Dorothy, I think she likes Tryan." Turning over on his side to face Kenny, Duan looked down for a moment. "Whatcha think of Quatre and Trowa?"
Kenny considered. "They're kind of freaked out right now," he said. "I guess Jack did something like he did before. Now that I know something about what happened here, I can see that they're pilots. I wonder what Carter got from 'em."
"Hn," Duan said, "We'll ask him tomorrow. Carter likes Quatre a lot. That Lady Une is kinda like Lev... scary, but not too much. You can tell she's an officer. Zechs is kinda strange, but he was a pilot too."
"Yeah. Zechs is kinda funny. You can tell he was a good officer," Kenny said. He tilted his head. "Wufan seems to be really into him, and all the history stuff. It's a good thing he's done all that reading."
"Yeah," Duan said, "Wufan's kinda keepin' an eye out on him. I've read some stuff too, but all I could figure was he was probably nuts or something."
Kenny made a little sound. "There's a phrase I heard once for that. 'Crazy like a fox.' It means smart... even sneaky maybe."
"Yeah, that fits, cause he's not looney or anything. You think we can trust him?" Duan asked.
"No," Kenny answered immediately. "Not yet. The only ones we can trust are Duo and Heero and Wufei. And us. Sallah. That's about it."
Duan nodded. "Yeah, I think we're working pretty safe though. He and the others just think of us like the they think of other kids. Course, they also think Mariemeia is gonna do something weird, too. I think she's laying low... kinda twisted in the head with all that ruling the world stuff."
"She's ok," Kenny said. Then he smiled. "For a girl. I'd rather have her on our side, anyway."
"Me too," Duan said, "You can tell she's smart... for a girl." He handed the end of his braid to Kenny. "So is there anybody, besides our guys that we have to keep an eye on?"
Kenny took the soft tassle and stroked it absently. "Heero... Duo... Wufei -there's something going on with him, but whatever it is, he's still on our side, I'm pretty certain of that. Carter... we need to keep tabs on Carter. He's doing something. I haven't figured it out yet but he's got mission parameters. Watch Zechs. Watch Quatre and Trowa. And maybe the Vice Minister and Dorothy a little bit."
"Got it," Duan said, then yawned. "Hey, I think this is going to be fun! We also gotta keep watch on Sallah too. She's like us. She's new here and she's nice, not suspicious like us."
Kenny nodded. "She's nice, but she was still an officer back home, so she can handle it. But yeah." He fiddled with Duan's braid for a moment. "So we have this mission in a day or so. It seems pretty easy. I wonder if it's really going to be."
"Probably not. Never is, when it seems easy. I think we can do it though," Duan replied.
Kenny nodded. "Yeah. Then the next part." He settled down in the pillows a bit. Then he yawned. "You sleepy yet?"
Duan nodded. "Uh-huh," he said, then yawned again. "G'nite."
"Night, Duan," Kenny said, and closed his eyes, his fingers still curled around the end of the other boy's braid.
Heero turned the last of the lights off in the suite. Moving to he and Duo's room, he thought of all of the events of the day. Pushing the door open, he slipped into the room, feeling a breeze from the balcony move against his skin.
The corner of his mouth lifted as he moved further into the room. He turned to watch as Duo entered behind him.
Duo slipped in and shut the door behind him, pausing as he, too, noticed the breeze. He blinked as he remembered again that he'd forgotten to shut the balcony doors in his haste to find Heero and the boys. His violet eyes darted up to catch Heero's cobalt gaze for a moment. "I... uh... I can remake the bed in a sec, if you want."
Heero shook his head and held out his hand towards Duo. "Not yet," he said, quietly.
The braided pilot watched him thoughtfully as he stepped up to Heero, taking his partner's hand shyly.
Heero's fingers closed around Duo's hand and he closed the small distance between them. "Tell me what's wrong," he said, looking into Duo's eyes.
"I'm sorry," Duo said with a sigh, "I know you told me to relax, but... it still feels like... No, I *did* screw up."
"How?" Heero asked, sliding his other hand around the back of Duo's neck.
Duo closed his eyes and relaxed a little into Heero's touch. "Who'd have thought that I'd have a problem with talking to people?" he asked quietly. "I've been doing too much worrying and doing... and not enough talking."
"Hn," Heero said quietly. "I understand." Leaning forward, he kissed Duo lightly on the lips, then moved them both to the bed. Sitting down, he pulled Duo down next to sit next to him.
Reaching up, Heero placed his palm against Duo's chest. "Something inside is causing you pain. I felt something... pressure, before we came here. It's still there, but not so strong with me now." He shrugged a little.
Duo reached down and cradled Heero's hand in his own before ducking his head to rub his cheek along the palm. "We can't lose," he whispered, "The stakes are too high. There's too many people now... I don't want to lose them..."
"Hai," Heero said, his voice cracking just a bit. "We... we will do all that we can do, koi. Move the planets with our hands, anything... to keep them safe and alive. I can't lose them. More importantly though, I can't lose you."
"You either," Duo murmured, shifting a bit closer to Heero. "For all my fancy words before about being human and making mistakes... I forget sometimes that... that means me too. I'm working on it. I'll get better. I promise."
Heero moved his fingers over Duo's lips. "Gomen, Duo," he said. "Gomen nasai. You don't need to promise me anything. That night... in the park. I was angry... out of control. That was not your fault."
"Why?" Duo asked simply.
Heero looked up. "It's not your fault because I was... so... intent on keeping you in my sight. I had myself convinced that if I couldn't see you, and the kids... I would die somehow. Then, I almost killed you and later... in the park.. I knew what was happening, Duo. I made you promise me things. It was wrong. I don't know a lot about it, but I don't think that's what love is about," Heero replied. Then, he looked into Duo's eyes. "Or is it?"
"I forget, sometimes, that this is still so new to you," Duo murmured, swallowing back a shaky sigh as he regarded Heero. "It was something I'd already promised you in my heart... but no. Not like that. You're right." He paused then, frowning slightly before he met Heero's eyes again. "This afternoon. About limits. I... I didn't realize that you were taking me so seriously. It was supposed to be a joke, sort of. Tell me what you think about us..."
Heero leaned back a little. "Hn," he said, gathering his thoughts. "I think we've both been through a lot. I think we are very lucky. The kids are great." He looked back at Duo. "I think that we work well together. We are partners. I trust you. Is this what you mean?"
"It's a good start," Duo replied with a nod. "What is love to you?"
Heero sighed deeply. "To tell you the truth, I'm not entirely sure. I know what I've read before. I guess right now, it's like what comes through all of the shields. Like I watch Carter sometimes, and I envy him, because it seems so easy for him to care and to show his feelings."
Duo nodded, looking down at Heero's hand which he still had cradled in his own. He closed his fingers over it with a gentle, but firm pressure. "What about kinds of love?" he asked, looking back up to meet Heero's gaze, "Forget what you've read. Tell me what you feel."
"What do mean, kinds of love? Explain..." Heero asked.
"We belong to a family now, right?" Duo asked.
"Hai," Heero said, listening closely.
"And you love this new family, right?"
"Yes," Heero answered.
"Think about how you love the children. Think about how you love Wufei. Think about how you love Sallah. Think about how you love me. Are they all the same? Do you feel the same sorts of things for each of us?" Duo asked gently.
"No," Heero replied, then nodded. "I love the kids. I want to protect them and they remind me of the way I love you, but it's different. With Wufei, it has a lot to do with understanding what we've all been through and the similarities in us. Sallah is a very sweet person. It's easy to see Wufan in her."
"How does it remind you of the way you love me?" Duo asked, although his expression was understanding. The subject matter was something that would be difficult for someone who was used to dissecting themselves emotionally.
Heero looked up for a moment. "Because with both you and the kids, I would be willing to give my life for you, do anything I could for you. All of you have gotten inside of me. With you, it's different because you touch me... you tell me that you will be here with me and back that up every step of the way. No one tops you, Duo. Is that understandable?"
Duo nodded, although his lips twisted into a wry, conspiratorial grin. "Well, you do on a fairly regular basis," he said with a chuckle.
It took Heero a moment to catch the joke, but he did and chuckled. "Of course, if you tell anyone I said this or ask me to explain it in front of anyone, I'll kill you," he said.
"Ya know, I actually missed that," the long-haired youth replied with a soft sigh, "I used to daydream way back when that when you said that..." he paused, looking shyly down at his hands again, "That you were actually saying... that you loved me... Silly, huh?"
Heero smiled fully. Moving quickly, he pushed Duo back against the bed and leaned over the violet-eyed pilot. "Ok, I'll say it Japanese. My words, your meaning. Omae o korosu," Heero said, then bent down closer and kissed the soft skin of Duo's neck.
Duo's breath caught in his throat as he listened to Heero and then lost himself in sensation. He shifted under his lover, turning his head to give Heero better access to his throat, even as a small whimper escaped him.
Closing his eyes, Heero moved his mouth over the wide expanse of Duo's neck, feeling completely drawn in. "Omae o korosu, Duo," he whispered into Duo's ear, before taking the small lobe of Duo's ear into his mouth and sucking it gently.
Duo swallowed hard, feeling most of his clothing suddenly get either far too warm, or far too tight on him. He clenched his jaw tightly, trying to bite back the moan threatening to burst from him as his heart began to race almost out of control. Distantly, he heard Heero's name slip from his lips in a whisper, while his hands ran up the other pilot's sides, resting atop the white fabric of his shirt.
Heero trailed kisses over Duo's cheek and the corner of Duo's mouth. Finally, he gently parted Duo's lips with his own, sliding his tongue deep inside.
Duo's hands moved down, pulling the hem of Heero's shirt out from his pants while he drank hungrily from Heero's lips. He could feel his heart hammering in his chest as his hands wormed their way up under the shirt to the skin below. He let his fingertips wander as far as he could reach, deftly finding as many sensitive nerves as he could along the way.
Heero's response to Duo's touch was instantaneous. He shivered above Duo, leaning his body flush against the violet-eyed pilot, feeling every place that their bodies met. Instinctively, Heero's hips pressed down, making slow circling motions against Duo as he felt the other's body respond in-kind. "Duo," he whispered, moving his head back slightly.
Violet eyes blinked up at him dazedly as Duo murmured a questioning response. His hair fanned out below him and his cheeks were flushed as he panted under Heero, trying to regain the breath his lover had stolen.
Breathing hard, Heero looked down into Duo's eyes. "Please don't be offended, Duo... But you are the most beautiful thing, person I have ever seen. Omae o korosu, my love," Heero said, and then took Duo's mouth once more in a deep, rough kiss.
Duo's eyes slipped shut and he moaned into Heero's mouth as he surrendered to the kiss for a moment. His hands tightened along Heero's ribs, and then he was leaning up, his mouth and tongue sparring with Heero's until he had to pull back to breathe. "That's funny," he finally managed to gasp, "I was thinking the exact same thing about you..." He punctuated the statement with a lingering nibble along the hollow of Heero's jaw.
Heero closed his eyes and growled softly in his throat. "So what about... the balcony.. How was that supposed to work?" he asked.
Duo grinned evilly up at his lover, pausing to bestow a long lick along Heero's throat before answering. "You were supposed to walk in the room, where I was going to pounce on you, blindfold you, and strip you down. Then we were going out there where I could stare at you under the moonlight until I couldn't stand not touching you any more, and then I was going to ravish you, or let you ravish me or something..." he replied with a playful growl.
Heero shivered again, then moved back and up, pulling Duo with him. Sliding his arms around Duo's body, Heero hugged him tightly. "Do it," he said, simply.
Duo closed his eyes and leaned against Heero for a long moment, willing his lungs to work again. He drew a stuttering breath and then nodded, a familiar heat flushing through him as he stepped away and retrieved the scrap of fabric from where he'd left it by the door. "Mine," he murmured into Heero's ear as he carefully drew the cloth over his lover's cheek before fastening it around Heero's eyes.
"Omae o korosu," Heero said, quietly as he felt the cloth fastened over his eyes. The sudden loss of sight immediately sharpened his other senses and his nostrils flared catching the scent of Duo on the gentle breeze in the room.
Duo pressed himself against Heero from behind, leaving a soft kiss on the skin behind his ear as he slowly shifted around his lovers body until he was standing in front of the other pilot. Nimble fingers reached down and took one of Heero's hands in his own, working the button on the cuff loose before leaving another soft kiss along the wrist. The other hand received the same treatment before Duo shifted his attention to the buttons up the front of the white shirt. He pressed forward, ducking his head to nuzzle the skin at the base of Heero's throat for a moment. Then, while his hands worked their way from the bottom hem up, unbuttoning along the way, Duo worked the top two buttons loose with his teeth, pressing moist kisses to the skin he bared with his clever mouth.
Once he'd worked the last button loose, Duo ran his hands up Heero's chest, pausing to flick his thumbs over his lover's sensitive nipples, before pushing the shirt from his shoulders. It dropped to the floor with a soft whisper.
Lost in sensation, Heero panted as he felt the breeze cool his skin. Behind the mask, he suddenly felt totally at the mercy of his lover and torn as his instinct to be free warred with his desire to submit. He swallowed hard as he felt his cock press against the fastening of his pants. "Duo," he managed, without moving from the spot.
The long-haired youth slowly slid down Heero's body, pressing every inch of his chest and shoulders against Heero's flesh along the way. He settled gracefully to his knees before his lover, his cheek resting on the firm bulge trapped within Heero's jeans as he tilted his head up. "Yes, Hee-chan?" he asked sweetly, although the wicked gleam in his eyes belied the innocent tone of voice.
Heero's teeth ground together as he heard Duo's voice. "Omae o korosu!" he said, panting hard.
Duo smiled darkly as he quickly worked the laces loose on Heero's shoes, pulling each one off and tossing it off to the side with a quiet thump. "Hmm... You sound like you're getting... tense... again, koibito," Duo observed in that same saccharine voice as he let his hands creep up the backs of Heero's legs to cup the firm globes of his rear to him. He shifted again, lifting a bit on his knees as he rose enough to leave a quick lick along the tight skin of Heero's stomach, just above the waistline of his lover's jeans.
Heero felt the warm, wet tongue on his skin and shivered once more. He could feel the fine sheen of perspiration break out over his skin faster that the breeze could cool it. This experience was like no other for him and once again, it was Duo who had led him to this place. "Hai," he said, in answer to Duo's earlier question.
"Hmm... Good," Duo replied in a harsh whisper. His hands continued their trek upwards until he could curl his fingers under the waistband. He flexed his arms occasionally, enjoying the feel of Heero's muscles quivering under his touch while he nuzzled the skin near the Japanese youth's navel. Turning his head, Duo grabbed the button of his lover's jeans between his teeth and worried it loose as he had Heero's shirt earlier. Once freed, he sought the zipper pull and carefully dragged it down with a harsh rasp, his breath tickling Heero's flushed skin as he held the small brass tab firmly between his teeth. His hands flexed, peeling the tight denim down Heero's firm backside and hips before pushing the pants down to pool around his lover's ankles. Duo had to clench his jaw tightly to curb the impulse to lean out to taste the cock that sprang from the confines of Heero's clothing. It was so tempting, so very tempting, but they were still both inside, and Duo so badly wanted to see Heero under the soft caress of the moonlight on the balcony before he allowed himself to indulge in Heero.
Heero felt a sense of deep relief and freedom as the breeze in the room blew across his bared body. He could feel himself shivering and flushed at the same time. He swallowed again, willing himself to relax some and wait for Duo's next instruction or whatever his lover had in store for him. The non-touching, he found, was just as effective or more effective than making love with all senses present.
Duo helped shift Heero where he stood, ridding him fully of the jeans and socks, leaving him bare and vulnerable. He stood, his hands and arms gliding across the over-heating flesh of his lover as Duo rose to his own feet. Once there, he reached down and took one of Heero's hands in his own, pressing the end of a small handful of his hair into Heero's hand. Duo would have to draw away from his partner to shed his own clothing, but hopefully, with that soft fall of silk in his grasp, Heero wouldn't feel abandoned for the few brief moments it took after Duo withdrew. Cloth rustled as Duo shed his garments as quickly as he could make his hands obey him.
Heero felt the silken strands of Duo's hair in his hands. He raised it to his nose and inhaled deeply. He could feel and hear Duo moving nearby as he rubbed the hair against his cheek and felt it tickle his skin.
Duo reached out, gently touching Heero's other arm as he withdrew his hair from Heero's grasp to throw off the T-shirt, which had been his last article of clothing. He turned a little to the side as he pressed himself up against Heero again, bodies sliding against each other in a line of fire from knee to shoulder. "I love you, Heero," he murmured into his lover's ear before dropping a kiss upon the hollow of Heero's jaw, "From almost when I first met you, I've always loved you..."
Heero leaned his head in he direction of where he estimated Duo was. "Koi," he breathed, feeling rewarded by the touch. Moving a hand up, he touched Duo's skin and closed his eyes behind the mask once again. "Ai shiteru."
Duo's breath skipped in his lungs again, his body flushing painfully as he continued to deny not only Hero, but himself. He took both of Heero's hands in his own and then stepped away, walking backwards towards the open doors and drawing Heero along with him one step at a time.
Heero's steps were hesitant, but he trusted Duo and moved with him. Though he couldn't see, he tried to picture the short journey in his mind. After a few moments, he gave that up as well, as his senses placed him in the present. Soon, he felt the thick carpet in the room give way briefly to cool stone. Then, soft material registered under his feet and he smiled as the breeze grew a little wilder and cooler.
As they crossed the threshold and the shadows gave up Heero to the silver gilt of the bright moon, Duo felt his whole body and soul suddenly still into a single, quiet gasp of desire. He drew Heero onto the nest he'd built earlier and then stopped, stunned as he let himself simply bask in the sight of his Heero, waiting so patiently, so trustingly, while the quiet wind teased the dark brown shock of his hair. It wasn't until he felt his lungs spasm in his chest that he realized that he'd forgotten to breathe, so transfixed was he. "Beautiful..." he whispered reverently before his voice failed him again.
Heero heard the word, the sound of Duo's voice and his head swiveled in Duo's direction. His want and desire were somehow tempered with a calm born of the situation. He waited.
Duo's knees felt watery as he pulled Heero to him, pressing himself up fully against his lover. He buried his face in Heero's shoulder, dropping the hands he'd held to reach up behind the Japanese pilot's head to loosen the blindfold. "I can't..." he gasped, "It's too much... Too beautiful... need you." Trembling fingers finally succeeded and the scrap of cloth dropped away, forgotten, as Duo struggled to regain even a fraction of his composure.
Heero felt Duo against him one moment and the blindfold removed in the next. He blinked, frowning slightly. "Did I...?" he began, as his arms closed around Duo's body, holding him tightly.
"You didn't do anything wrong," Duo said urgently, "God no... You're just... too beautiful... I can't stand... waiting any more... And I needed to see your eyes," he murmured before claiming Heero's mouth in an urgent, desperate kiss.
The kiss caused Heero's body to react. He kissed Duo back with equal intensity as he felt himself shudder and release against Duo's warm skin. Suddenly, Heero's eyes opened wide as he looked up at Duo with an open expression of surprise and vulnerability.
Duo's hands splayed possessively against Heero's back, holding him to him tightly. He rolled his hips against Heero's for a moment, seeking even the tiniest sliver of relief, before licking his lips. "What's wrong, koibito?" he murmured, losing himself in cobalt pools.
"I... had to," Heero whispered. "Did... it... ruin anything?"
Duo smiled wickedly for a moment. "Only if that means you won't let me keep ravishing you. Of course... if that's the case, you might have to put up a bit of a fight, Hee-chan..." he replied in a soft growl, punctuating it with a nip along Heero's collarbone.
Heero smiled, watching Duo move. "Now?" he asked, sliding his hand over Duo's bare hip.
Duo's eyes narrowed dangerously, a calculating smile teasing at the corners of his mouth. With no more warning than that, he shifted his weight a little, hooking one ankle behind Heero in a move that Wufei had recently taught him. Pivoting on the hip that Heero's hand was resting on, he tumbled his lover to the nest, his muscles cording a little as he controlled the fall and cradled Heero slightly to a slightly more gentle landing. With a feral growl, Duo continued his own decent, landing atop Heero, straddling his hips. "No... Now."
Heero chuckled as he felt Duo fully on top of him. Looking up, he caught sight of Duo bathed in moonlight. "My picture," he said, softly, committing the sight to memory.
Duo leaned down, too busy seeking out targets for his mouth to feast upon, to comprehend Heero's words. One hand sought out one of Heero's, pinning that wrist to the blanket while his tongue traced patterns over the flushed flesh of Heero's upper chest. He turned his head, rubbing his cheek along the skin there, before catching one pouting nipple between his teeth and bringing it back to attention. He suckled and lapped at the nubbin of flesh for a few moments before turning his head to worship the other one similarly. Meanwhile, his other hand was busy rooting under the pillows for the tube he'd stashed there long before.
Heero drew in long gasps of air as he felt Duo's mouth work its magic. Soon, he felt his cock reawakening as he attempted to keep from crying out and wakening the mansion.
With a soft cry of triumph, Duo withdrew the tube from its hiding place. As he thumbed off the cap, he shifted up Heero's body until he could claim the other pilot's mouth again in an almost bruising kiss. The tube dropped from his hand as he squeezed some of the contents out onto his fingers, while his other hand flexed rhythmically against Heero's pinned wrist. While his tongue battled with Heero's, Duo's hand slid between the two of them, absently caressing Heero's fresh erection as he sought out the prize below. Slicked fingers probed gently at the tight ring of muscle, at odds with the urgent shifting of Duo's body against his lover's.
The touch of Duo's hands caused Heero to move beneath him. He felt the slick fingers caress him and then move further. "Duo," Heero breathed, "Omae o korosu!"
Duo's breath escaped him in a soft sob of need as his fingers stretched Heero carefully. His whole world was spiraling out of focus, or rather, more sharply into focus, with Heero in the center. Unable to hold out against it any longer, Duo withdrew his hand, snatching up the tube long enough to gather a fresh dollop of the sweetly tart scented lube to slather his aching cock with. He shook his head, cascading his hair all around them as he positioned himself at Heero's entrance and pressed forward with a quick thrust. As the liquid fire of his lover's body enfolded him, Duo threw his head back, biting his lower lip to muffle the harsh cry that burst from him. "Hee... koi..." he groaned.
Heero gasped, feeling himself suddenly filled. Looking up at Duo, he flexed his hips forward and up, impaling himself further. "Duo," he whispered, feeling at once connected and complete.
Duo bit off a harsh curse as Heero shifted below him. With the sudden shift in position, and the sound of his name dripping from Heero's lips in that voice, Duo lost himself. He wrapped his hand around Heero's erection, pumping it as the wave of his own release rushed in and over him from the very edges of his sanity. As air crashed over him, stealing his breath, he was thankful, for it also stole the shout that probably would have brought at least the boys running, if not that entire wing of the mansion. Everything burst into a field of iridescent bolts, like the World Storm the boys had been speaking of earlier. He shuddered as Heero wrung the last of his climax from him, and his lungs resumed their function with shallow, fast pants.
Heero felt his own body give way once again as he released over Duo's hand. He heard the ghost of a cry from his lover and felt him slowly sink back down over his chest. Heero moved his arms around Duo, holding him securely as he felt the violet eyed pilot breathe against him. "Love you," he said.
Duo settled contently against Heero's chest, safe in his embrace as his mind struggled its way back from the eye of the storm. "Love you too," he murmured tiredly, "So much... Need you, Hee-chan."
Heero sighed deeply. "Like air," he said, settling Duo over him. Moving one hand, he pulled the blanket up and over both of them.
Duo shook his head slightly, even as he nuzzled against Heero's throat. "More than air... Life."
Heero smiled and closed his eyes.
TBC
End of Part 23
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