21-May-2003
Title: Inside Out
Author: bonnejeanne (bonnejeanne@yahoo.com) and von (sablexo1@yahoo.com)
Category: yaoi
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 2x1
Spoilers: None
WARNINGS: Lemon
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Notes: This was for Yoiko. QaF characters appear briefly without permission.
The salvage yard was quiet and dark, except for a few security lights. Hilde had gone home hours ago, and Duo was doing a final look over the security system preparatory to going out for a while himself, maybe more than a while if the night went in a positive direction. There was just one sensor that kept going off. It was a glitch - he knew that one was buggy and planned to replace it the next day. But every time he reset it and moved his hand to finish the lockdown, it would trip again.
After the fifth time, he finally noticed the barely visible silhouette just inside the salvage yard's perimeter. Nothing but a partial outline of a dark shape, leaning negligently against a wall, but even that brief glimpse sent a familiar prickle down his spine. It couldn't be... but there was no mistaking the brief profile. Never in his life would he see it without recognizing it.
"Heero Yuy," Duo said aloud. "Now, what brings you to the edge of humanity?"
Standing, he didn't bother with putting on his bomber jacket. Instead, Duo slipped out a side passage that would take him to where the Japanese pilot was in his yard. A small smile curved his lips. He hadn't had this much fun in a long time.
A short time later, Duo appeared from out of the darkness.
"You know trespassing is illegal," he said. "You're lucky I didn't shoot ya."
Heero straightened and looked over at him as if Duo had just strolled up, instead of materializing out of the dark. Heero had some small objects in one hand that jingled slightly.
"Took you long enough to come check it out," he said, glancing at the location of the buggy sensor. There were several objects that looked like small coins or transport tokens on the ground next to it. Duo realized Heero had been pitching the small objects at the sensor to keep tripping it off.
Moving into the illumination of one of the security lights, Heero looked, now that Duo could see him clearly, almost exactly as he had looked the last time Duo had seen him, over a year ago. He was dressed in an identical pair of form-fitting jeans, the only difference being that instead of an army-green tank top, he was wearing a dark knit long-sleeved top. "I could have carried off half your inventory in the time it took you to come check it out."
Duo chuckled. "Maybe a fourth," he conceded, moving closer. "So, what's got you out here in the my junk yard under cover of night? Or, is this a social call?" he asked.
Heero appeared to consider the question with perfect seriousness. "Yes," he said after a moment.
Duo shook his head. "As clear as ever," he said, sarcastically. "Come inside, Heero," he added, nodding his head towards the little building near the salvage yard office.
Dropping the rest of the small tokens in his pocket, Heero walked up to Duo. "I said yes, it's a... 'social call'. You were on your way out, weren't you?" He examined Duo's attire with what seemed for him like an inordinate amount of attention.
"Well, yeah," Duo said, thinking of his first bar choice of the evening. It wouldn't have been a place he could see Heero Yuy frequenting, but picturing him there amused Duo to no end. "You mean you left the personal protection of the Princess, to come here and go out with me?" he asked.
Clear, dark blue eyes met Duo's easily, but without any obvious emotion. "No and yes," Heero answered. "I haven't been protecting Relena for a while, now that she has an adequately trained staff. Yes, I came here to go out with you. I'm a little surprised you figured that out so quickly, but then you are very smart."
Duo tilted his head, looking back at Heero. "So you don't want me to do any favors, go on any missions or save the world this time? You're looking for some fun, right?"
This time a slight frown appeared between Heero's remarkable eyebrows. Pressing his lips together, he nodded once. "That's correct." He tilted his head slightly. "You were going to Gomorrah, right?"
It was Duo's turn to frown. The Japanese pilot had pulled the name of the club from his head. A brief flash of smoke, too loud music and wall-to-wall bodies on the dance floor flashed through Duo's mind. He took a step forward, which brought him even closer to Heero.
"You son-of-a-bitch," he said, quietly. "You've been casing me."
A very slight smile flickered over Heero's face and he glanced away from Duo's gaze for a moment before looking back. Then he nodded. The smile then disappeared. "Duo, I don't like asking for assistance. However, I've concluded that it's necessary. And you seem to be the person best equipped to assist me. If you would rather not, just say so."
Duo thought for a moment. There were things about himself that he hadn't shared with his fellow pilots or most of humanity for that matter. This was a little different. He hadn't had to say a word. Yuy knew.
"No," he said. "I guess there's no secrets," he added. "Gomorrah, it is then."
There wasn't exactly an expression that went across Heero's face, he just seemed to subtly relax a little bit. "I won't tell anyone your 'secret'," he said quietly.
Duo smiled again. "Like there's anyone who cares," he muttered. Reaching down, he took Heero's wrist. "Ok Heero, what are you looking for?" He could feel Heero's pulse beneath his fingertips.
Heero gave the question the same careful consideration he had to earlier inquiries. Duo's strong, nimble fingers around his wrist felt... surprising. He glanced down before answering but did not pull his hand away. "Experience," he finally answered.
"All right," Duo said. "Just walking in the door will get you experience. If you want to leave at any time, let me know."
Heero's eyebrows lifted but he decided not to point out to Duo that he was perfectly capable of taking care of himself - it was too obvious and former Gundam pilot 02 certainly knew it. He simply nodded.
From the outside, Gomorrah looked like many of the establishments on the street. The name was written above a door in simulated neon lighting. It was early in the evening, so the only clue to the club's clientele was the couple that stood to the left of the doorway: two young men, one taller than the other, both so engrossed in low conversation that they hardly registered Duo and Heero's approach.
Duo took a deep breath and opened the bar door. He was very much aware of Heero right behind him and a part of him could hardly believe that he was escorting the Japanese pilot.
He didn't say anything as they approached the desk. Loud music filtered into the small foyer along with a subdued din of voices. Duo knew it was about to change and his heart speeded up at the prospect.
"Hey D," the young, handsome man behind the window said. "Good to see you tonight. Friend of yours?"
Duo leaned against the counter and handed the man a chip. "If you must know," he said with a lopsided grin. "Yes, a very old friend."
"Well that's good," the young man said, unperturbed. "It's about time, too. You're too cute to be flying solo."
"Em, you are such a mother hen," Duo replied.
"You bet," Em replied with a wink. He looked over at the handsome man behind Duo and did a double take. Clearly, Duo's friend was DDG, drop dead gorgeous. He smiled. "Welcome to Gomorrah," he said to Heero.
Heero simply nodded rather curtly. He looked at Duo, trying to ascertain if the former pilot had paid some kind of admission for both of them. He'd find out from Duo later.
"Well, you two have fun," Em said, amused by the serious young man at Duo's side.
Duo nodded, moving to the door. "We will," he said, opening the door wide.
Unconsciously, Heero moved a little closer to Duo, flanking him and taking a defensive position as the music hit them both like a blow. Along with the music, a blast of cold air from a well-placed vent also swept across them, followed by a swirl of heat from the interior of the huge room.
"Duo," he said, leaning close enough to be heard, which was nearly close enough for his lips to brush Duo's ear. "You let that man think we were a couple?"
Duo chuckled. Turning to lean his face closer to Heero, he said, "In this world, it doesn't matter. Impressions are fleeting at best and any two people are an item until they're seen with someone new. Do you have a problem with him thinking that?"
Heero considered. "So it won't make it difficult for you, if you see someone you want to... go with, later? In that case, no, no problem."
Duo sighed wearily. 'There's that Yuy logic. Even in here,' he thought. Somehow the thought of leaving with someone else bothered him in a way he wasn't prepared to admit. "Or, if you find someone you wanna go with," he said, leaning close to Heero again.
"Hn." Heero acknowledged this with a grunt.
That having been taken care of, Heero began looking the large room over carefully, taking in everything he could with the focus of someone doing recon.
Reaching down, Duo took Heero's wrist again. "Come on, let's get a table and something to drink. The tables are little raised above the crowd. Best place to people watch," he said, moving through the room.
The dance floor was filled with writhing and undulating bodies. Young men in all shapes, sizes and colors moved to the beat of the music without inhibition. To either side of the dance floor were large cubed platforms where well-shaped dancers in clingy shorts moved and displayed themselves to the eager crowd.
Duo got a few waves and calls as he made it through the throng to a table. In every case, he waved back, feeling aware of Heero's presence, but not daunted by it.
Sitting down on the sofa seat, he invited Heero to join him.
"Take a look around," he said.
Heero sat down, but not without shooting a rapid glance behind him to make sure there weren't any obvious dangers there. "I have been looking," he said, but continued to survey the room. His eyes paused on two good-looking young men who were dancing rather pornographically on the near side of the dance floor. "People are dancing and drinking. And taking what I think are referred to as 'recreational' substances in some cases."
"That would be an accurate observation," Duo said. "Are you curious about those, too?"
Heero frowned. "No," he said finally. "So do they have to dance before they... negotiate having sex?"
Duo's eyebrows rose. "Uh... no, not necessarily," he replied. "The drinking and taking of recreational substances can be a part of it. Alcohol helps to drop inhibitions. Dancing is fun and does the same. Try and relax a little."
Moments later, a young man with a cropped mesh top, shorts and boots walked over to the table.
"What do you ladies need to drink?" he asked, with a huge grin.
"He's not a lady and neither am I," Heero said, scowling.
Duo looked down, unable to hide a grin.
"Oooh, my, my," the young waiter said. "Butch boys all the way."
He then leaned a hip on the edge of the table and bent down closer to Heero. "Listen, Tiger, if you ever need a nice, warm place to dock your dick, I'm you're portal, ok? My name is Billy and I'm definitely available."
Heero seemed a little non-plussed by the come-on. He glanced at Duo and then said, "Not right now, arigato. You weren't trying to be offensive, I misunderstood. To drink... do you have sake?"
Billy looked at the handsome man and smiled. "Don't worry about it, hon," he said. "And yes, we have sake, from the best to the rest."
"A bottle of Junmai, then," Duo said.
Billy looked over at Duo and stood. "Comin' right up, sir," he said, turning and giving his hips a little shake.
Heero glanced at his companion. "You know sake," he commented, not a question. He had something else on his mind. "Duo. That man offered me sex. If I agreed, what would have happened?"
Duo leaned back in his seat. Never in his life did he imagine serving as a sexual liaison. "Well, I think that would have depended," he said. "Billy's not particularly shy. There are a few dark places in here. My guess is that he might have steered you into one of those or the bathroom, somewhere outside or in another location."
"Dark corner, bathroom," Heero repeated, as if filing it away. "Hn."
"Heero," Duo said, moving a little closer. "Were you attracted to Billy?"
"Not especially."
"Ok, good," Duo said, feeling a bit relieved. "So, is there anyone here that you find particularly attractive? That's the first step."
Heero stilled, and his eyes slid towards Duo and then away.
"Do I have to find them attractive in order to fuck?"
Duo laughed. "No, I guess not," he said. "But it helps. Is that all you're looking for? Somebody to fuck?"
"What do you come here for?" Heero avoided the question by asking one.
Duo shrugged. "I come here to relax, people watch, drink, get laid," he said. "Oh yeah. That 'girls' thing that Billy said. It's more of a term of endearment in here."
"I see," Heero said. He thought for a minute. "It doesn't mean the person being addresses is... effeminate?"
Duo shook his head. "It's just an acknowledgment that we worship that part of the male anatomy once thought only adored by females."
Heero was silent. In the flashing lights from the dance floor it wasn't immediately obvious until Duo realized his companion seemed to have a little more color in his face than usual.
The waiter returned to the table with a large, dark bottle. He put it down and then placed a small iron set up on the table as well. "I forgot to ask if you wanted it hot or cold," Billy said. "So, I brought the warmer and pot just in case." He then set two ornate cups down before Heero and Duo. "If there's anything else I can get you, let me know." he said.
"I think that'll be good for a start," Duo said, handing him a couple of credit chips.
Billy smiled broadly.
"We'll keep the bottle. You take the rest," Duo said, so there would be no mistake.
"Thank ...you," Billy replied, then leaned close to Duo. Without hesitation, he pressed his lips to Duo's, giving him a nice kiss.
Heero watched for a moment and then looked almost pointedly away.
"Not a problem," Duo said, leaning back. His blue eyes moved to Heero, watching the former Gundam pilot closely.
Billy disappeared in the crowd.
Heero continued to look away, apparently into the dancers. He waited until the waiter had been gone fore a few moments and then turned back to the table, reaching for the bottle to open it. He poured the clear liquid into both cups and raised one to his lips.
"Thanks," Duo said, tipping the liquid into his mouth. He felt his muscles relax as the sake warmed a path down his stomach. "I forgot how good this was," he said.
"Hn." Heero emptied the small cup in two or three swallows and placed it on the table.
After a moment, he pointed to a shadowy hallway that led off to the left of the dance floor. "People keep disappearing into there," he said. "What is that?"
Duo downed the last of the liquid in his glass. He couldn't fault the Japanese warrior for his instincts. "It's called a maze," Duo said. "And you're right on the mark, as usual. Guys go back there to kiss, to watch and to fuck."
Glancing over at Heero, he stood. "Come on," he said. "If it's experience you're looking for, then it's back there," he concluded, grabbing the sake bottle.
Heero stood up as Duo did, again moving close in the manner of someone flanking a partner in a potentially life-threatening situation. His movements, attitude and bearing were completely unconscious, but by the same token, he radiated unspoken danger. Heads turned as the pair skirted the dance floor and moved towards the back.
Duo rounded a corner and then slowed as they approached the opening of the back area. A couple leaned against a wall with low lighting, engaged in a deep kiss. Duo watched as one of the men slowly unzipped the other man's pants and reached inside. Hearing the man's partner moan, Duo slipped past them, deeper into the maze.
Heero observed the couple, taking his cue from Duo that it wasn't required to look away. Seeing someone groping their partner without a care for witnesses gave him a strange feeling, uncomfortable, yet also.... well, he wasn't ready to think about what else, just recognizing an unfamiliar feeling.
The pulse of the music could still be heard as Duo walked deeper into the back area. He actually saw a familiar face and went over. All around them moans and moving bodies danced and crushed together.
"Ahh," Duo said, as he approached his friend. "Now I see what brings you here," he said.
The clean-cut young man turned slightly, smiling when he saw who it was. "Hey D," he said, unable to pull his attention away from the couple three feet away. "You know how I like to watch."
"Mike, this is my friend Heero. Heero, this is Mike. Voyeur par excellence," Duo said.
"Hi, Heero," Mike replied, then did a double take. This time he extended his hand.
Heero considered the hand being offered to him for a moment and then took it, briefly.
Mike shook Heero's hand and looked him over from head to foot. "Your first time here?" he said. "I haven't seen you around before."
"Yes," Heero said.
"Welcome to the buffet," Mike replied as a movement over D's good-looking date caught his attention.
A tall, well-endowed Black man opened his jeans and offered himself to one of the young blondes nearby.
Duo followed his gaze, then gently pulled Heero back a little. "That's impressive," he commented, watching the two young blonde men take turns servicing the dark man.
Heero found his eyes widening in spite of his habit to reveal nothing of his reactions to the rest of the world. He watched what was taking place, feeling a definite reaction in his groin.
It was Duo's turn to form a protective stance next to Heero. It was obvious to him that Mike was gone, but a quick glance to his companion revealed that he, too was enjoying the erotic display. Waiting for a few moments, Duo gently eased Heero back. He wasn't immune himself.
"Let's move on," he said, hearing his voice thick with lust.
Heero's attention clicked to Duo instantly. His face wasn't easy to read, but the habitual non-expression was different somehow, as if it was about to fade, hinting at something new and unguessed.
"Hai," he said.
Duo's eyes dropped to Heero's mouth. The one word reply felt like a warm breath across his skin. He had never seen Heero like this and wondered at the eventual outcome of the evening. Taking Heero's wrist, he moved further into the maze.
This time as they moved along, Duo and Heero saw small groups of people. Some were half dressed and a lot were completely naked. All along the walls, men sat, knelt or bent over as they completed connections.
Duo paused as they came upon a man lying on his back on a small table. His arms were outstretched above his head, held by a second man. Another leaned over him, licking his chest and sucking at the buds of flesh there. Yet another man held the first's legs over his shoulders as he moved deep inside of him. All moved as a unit as the man moaned his pleasure into the half-light.
Duo placed his hand at Heero's lower back. The contact was both grounding and enticing.
From the contact, Duo could feel Heero freeze and tense, his eyes once again widening in spite of himself.
Becoming as still as a rock, Heero licked his lips unconsciously. Then he did something Duo could never remember him doing before. He took a step back.
It pressed him back against Duo's light touch. Closing his eyes for a few seconds, he turned, looking for another direction to go.
Duo watched Heero, finding him suddenly more interesting than the sex scene in front of them. A part of him wondered if he hadn't pushed Heero a little too far too fast. Taking charge, he guided Heero to a dark and empty spot and stood in front of him, blocking his view. He could do nothing about the volume of ecstatic sounds all around them.
"Here," he said, opening the bottle of sake and taking a drink. "Have some of this." He placed the bottle in Heero's hand.
Heero took the bottle obediently and drank from it. His eyes were a little unfocused, as if they didn't see Duo at first. As the sake warmed its way down his throat, he seemed to focus. After a moment he looked at Duo. "That was... interesting," he said quietly.
"It gets wilder," Duo said, leaning closer. Maybe it was the wine or the weird situation, but he found himself wanting more, wanting to show Heero more and more. A part of him wondered at his own motivations.
"Do you just watch?" Heero asked.
"No," Duo answered. He looked up at Heero. "I participate. Is that what you want?"
"To participate?" Heero glanced over Duo's shoulder briefly. "Yes..." It was inflectionless.
Duo nodded, imperceptibly. Without calculation, he leaned his head closer to Heero's, enjoying his scent and his heat. "Ok," he said, against Heero's ear. Turning his head a little, he touched the tip of Heero's ear with his tongue, before taking the soft flesh into his mouth and teasing it with his teeth.
Heero stiffened, his whole body going rigid and tense. The sensation of Duo's warm breath, his wet tongue and then the taking of his sensitive earlobe, took him completely by surprise. His eyes shut tightly for barely a second and his hands curled into tight fists. The fact that Duo's scent was so familiar to him, even though he'd hardly seen him two or three times in as many years, and the fact that though his trust of the other Gundam pilot had come slowly, it had finally become a certainty, enabled Heero to inhibit the automatic impulse that was straining his muscles.
Duo closed his eyes, savoring the taste of Heero's skin. How many times had he wondered what this kind of experience with Heero would feel like? Those few times when they had touched had been tantalizing and frustrating. However, the job that they'd had to do took precedence over anything personal, but tonight was different. The circumstances were outrageous and opportunity for the exploration of possibility stretched out before them.
Moving back slightly, Duo opened his eyes. Heero's beautiful face was before him, his eyes half-lidded. Tilting his head, Duo touched his lips to Heero's, briefly and boldly stealing a kiss. He thought he understood Heero and fought the fires within his own body to indulge and possess the Japanese man.
"There's more," he said, looking into Heero's eyes.
"I know that, Duo," Heero said, his voice strained. His heart was beating much faster than it had been mere moments ago and his muscles were still tense, though relaxing ever so slightly from the immediate inhibition of his automatic response. He licked his lips, his own tongue feeling odd on their surfaces. Deliberately, he opened his hands, which were still at his sides. Some of the questions he had come here with were starting to find answers. "That was... interesting," he added, not happy with his choice of the last word. Duo's kiss had told him many things, brief as it was. Things he'd begun to suspect about Duo, and things he'd only wondered about himself.
"Yes, it was," Duo replied, acknowledging and confirming Heero's comment. He smiled and then bent down to one knee to retrieve the forgotten bottle of sake, which had slipped to the floor from Heero's fingers.
Looking up the length of Heero's body, Duo licked his lips unconsciously. His eyes moved down, deliberately targeting the nice rise in Heero's pants. 'Act in haste, repent in leisure,' he heard the ancient adage say. Standing, he felt his own jeans tighten in response. Taking Heero's wrist again, he moved them from the cover of the corner and back into the maze.
For a moment, looking down at Duo on one knee in front of him, Heero had felt a sudden sensation of energy shooting through him. When the former pilot of Deathscythe had glanced at his lap, Heero had felt a sort of clenching inside and a flood of heat and swelling to the area. It wasn't the first time he'd had this reaction since being inside the club, but the previous times had been caused by looking at the young men they'd observed, engaged in very overt acts. This time it was the premonition of an act that caused it, something that left Heero both shocked and tantalized, entirely because of who, rather than what.
The sensation of Duo's fingers circling his wrist had the odd combined effect of sustaining the tension in some way, even as it gave Heero a measure of unexpected security. He felt settled as long as Duo was holding his wrist. Safe, in some odd way.
The number of people increased as Duo led Heero through the back area. The ever-present music was still there, but somewhat muted as human sound took over. In the meantime, a thousand thoughts flew through Duo's mind. 'He's really going for it,' he thought to himself. Knowing what was just around the corner, Duo smiled. 'Ok. Let's see how far,' he thought, stopping as they reached the next attraction.
Before them stood one of the many amenities of Gomorrah. It was a fairly large device in the shape of an X. Restraints were attached to the four points of the X and an opening had been drilled into its center. A tattooed man appeared in front of the wooden X, pulling his companion in tow. Bending, for a quick, deep kiss, he then turned his companion around and began attaching the leather restraints around his arms.
The obedient companion watched without a word, but with obvious pleasure as he was locked onto the device. Duo could see his chest rise and fall rapidly as his arms were stretched wide. As the tattooed man reached around, Duo could also see the young companion was fully erect even before his cock emerged from the opening in the X.
Duo felt a slight tugging on the wrist in his hand as Heero backed up a step. He wasn't pulling away from the touch, rather from the scene they were watching. His eyes were wide and his face was set in a mask. His attention seemed to be more on the restraints than on the lewd image provided by the strategically placed hold in the device.
He swallowed, and then said softly, "No."
Duo's focus shifted at the first tug on his hand. He looked from Heero to the couple and back. Gathering all of the intel he needed, Duo continued down the hall.
As they moved away, Heero turned his head deliberately to remove the image from his view. The two words he spoke under his breath might have gone unheard by anyone else, but Duo's sharp ears caught them. "Not yet."
Duo filed the remark away as he rounded a corner to a space that was wider than they had encountered before. People moved as one, some stopping for a kiss or caress and moving on to the next person, while others connected and indulged in carnal delight.
He turned to look at Heero. What had started off as a slightly uncomfortable night had turned into something Duo felt he'd remember for a long time.
"If we stand in one place too long, the party will come to us," he said.
Heero glanced at the young man at his side, his wrist still easily resting in Duo's grasp. His face seemed a little more relaxed, his eyes alert but not focused on anything in particular, skimming the room from couple to threesome to couple, from oral act to anal and then back to Duo.
"What do you usually do?"
Duo's grip on Heero's wrist tightened. "This," he said, pulling Heero closer to him. Leaning in, he kissed Heero while sliding his arms around the Japanese man's waist. There was a slight gasp as he felt Heero's groin make contact with his own as he pulled him even closer.
This time Heero didn't tense as before, when Duo had kissed his ear, taking him by surprise. It was abrupt, but he had time to see it coming. His reaction to the kiss was passive at first, allowing Duo to press his lips apart and accepting his tongue. Slowly he warmed, pressing back a little at first, and letting his mouth respond in whatever way seemed to feel good. His arms drifted around Duo, and his fingers brushed the heavy braid of chestnut hair that swung at Duo's back. At first his fingertips explored it, then stroked it idly, and finally one hand closed around it in a deliberate grip. His other hand drifted down to rest on the upper curve of Duo's hip.
He felt the pressure of Duo's erection against his own, through their clothes. It felt achy and caused his pulse to quicken. Suddenly he decided he liked the sensation, and shifted his hips, rubbing himself against the resistance of Duo's body.
Heero's response drew a little smile on Duo's face. Opening the sake bottle, he took a long sip before putting it Heero's lips and feeding him some. Capping the sake, Duo dropped the bottle, letting it roll away for someone else to enjoy. Sliding his hands up Heero's back and then down to his rear, Duo massaged the twin curves of Heero's ass as he pressed forward, grinding his cock against Heero's.
The rhythmic massage and the matching thrust of Duo's tongue in his mouth slid past all Heero's defenses so easily that he almost forgot to notice it and wonder. It felt very natural to suck on that seductively active tongue. It felt natural to slide his hand down and grip Duo's curved behind as he was being gripped. It felt urgent to press back into Duo's hardness, the constriction and pressure painful, yet somehow delicious at the same time.
Suddenly something inside him started to shake and he pulled back, pushing away from Duo abruptly, the disconnect physically painful. His eyes opened wide and his mouth refused to close, leaving him staring at Duo with an expression of shock, clouded with an unfamiliar lust.
Automatically, he began taking in air, breathing deeply in a trained reaction to get complete control back over his body.
Duo opened his eyes slowly as Heero pulled back. 'I wondered,' he thought to himself, looking back at Heero. "You bailin' on me?" he asked, as he reached down and took Heero's wrist in a strong grip.
The touch's effect was visible. Duo could see Heero begin to calm and relax, letting other things rise to the fore again. Breathing had calmed Heero, but there were hormones circling in his body, which were not at all ready to be dismissed. His gaze sharpened and focused on Duo.
"That's it," he said, as if identifying a target. "You did it." He moved closer, eliminating the small gap that remained between them, waiting for Duo's next word or action.
"Did what?" Duo said, sliding his arm around Heero's waist.
Heero slid his own free hand around Duo's body. Tentatively, he nuzzled Duo's hair next to his neck.
Without lifting his head, he said very quietly, "I don't like... not being in control." It had the soft weight of an understatement. "But I can't be, for this... or it won't happen."
"You're right," Duo said, simply, dropping his hand around the prominent bulge in Heero's pants with a possessive grip.
Heero lifted his head and looked down between them at Duo's deliberately placed hand. He felt as if part of him wanted to burst through his jeans to meet the touch. It surprised him. It was one of the first times he could remember wanting another person to touch him.
"Hn." The soft grunt was a little thicker than usual. He looked back up into Duo's face.
"More," he said softly.
Holding Heero's gaze, Duo unfastened the top of Heero's pants. Moving his shirt back, he touched the warm skin of Heero's stomach. Smiling, he pushed his hand deeper into the loose open front of Heero's pants.
Heero's eyes shut tightly and he began to shift his hips, pushing himself into Duo's hand. Gripping Duo's shoulders, he began thrusting. His excitement increased and just as suddenly he forced himself to be still. Not yet. Too soon. But it would be so easy.
Instead, he opened his eyes and reached for Duo's pants.
Duo smiled as he shifted his hips to accomodate Heero's actions.
Unfastening Duo's jeans, Heero reached inside. Duo was hot and rigid, pushing up into his grip as soon as the confines of the zipper were loosened. Heero's hands were deft and precise, but not entirely smooth as he gripped and stroked Duo's eager flesh. Something clear leaked onto his fingers. He lifted his hand to his face to get the scent. He would know Duo by touch in the dark or anywhere, now.
Grabbing Heero's hand, Duo sucked the mixture of Heero's sweat and his own personal lubrication from it. "Mmm," he murmured. "That's a good start."
Heero watched with a slight frown. "You actually like that taste?" His hand dropped down, fingers curling around Duo's erection once again.
"It's an acquired taste, Heero," Duo said huskily, as his hips moved forward in Heero's grip. He then kissed the Japanese pilot, thrusting his tongue deep inside.
Heero accepted the kiss, finding it easier each time. He could taste the remains of a musky, slightly bitter fluid, diluted on Duo's tongue.
As they kissed, he began to stroke Duo's cock between them, brushing against his own now and then with the back of his hand.
A short while later, Duo took Heero's wrist again, gently moving the Japanese man's hand from his aching erection. "It's time to ask a question," he said. "Given the circumstances, it can happen here or somewhere else. Do you wish to continue here?"
"Oh baby, please," someone close by murmured, and Duo realized that they had collected an audience without being aware of it. He'd said if they stayed too long in one place, the party would come to them, and they were now ringed by interested faces, watching and enjoying.
Duo felt Heero stiffen, then saw a shift in his eyes. He watched as Heero shut the rest of the room firmly out of his focus as if blocking them off with glacial walls of ice.
"I don't care," he answered deliberately. "As long as it continues."
Duo nodded once. His grip on Heero's wrist loosened as he pulled his shirt off, letting it pool on the ground next to them. Then he removed Heero's shirt as well, dropping it with his own. The cool air against his chest only served as temporary relief. Duo knew that the temperature in the room was about to escalate.
"Here, then," he said, softly. "I don't think I can honestly walk out of here right now, thanks to you."
Without waiting for a reply, he closed his mouth over the soft skin of Heero's neck.
There was a murmur of approval from a number of directions around them as it became apparent that the two young men were not going to leave the room.
Heero's eyes closed as he felt something inside shift tangibly to the next gear. Duo's body felt smooth, muscles perceptible under the soft covering, and it was radiating heat. The air moving across both of them felt good.
Sliding his arms around Duo's body, Heero again encountered the heavy pendulum of Duo's braid, and his fingers closed on it as if it were some odd lifeline. Turning his face into Duo's neck, he closed his eyes, whispering five words into Duo's ear like pebbles being dropped one by one into a pool. With each word he felt as if he were releasing the safety locks on a time bomb.
"Tell me what to do."
Duo slid his arms around Heero, hugging him tightly. "Get undressed and turn around," he said, releasing him.
Heero toed off his shoes and stepped out of the jeans. His movements were controlled as he turned his back to Duo, ignoring the watching faces as if they didn't exist.
Duo watched Heero strip as he absently did the same. Moving up behind Heero, Duo pressed forward, rocking against him.
For Heero, the sensation of a hard erection rubbing into his body was unfamiliar and electric. It was also a promise. Closing his eyes, he found himself tilting his hips into the friction in silent acknowledgement.
Duo held out his hand. "I need...," he began, but didn't get to finish his sentence.
"Here, D," a low, familiar voice murmured behind him. Duo felt the tube of lubricant pressed into his palm.
Anyone in front of the pair moved aside, as Duo guided Heero forward several steps with an arm around his waist. Taking Heero's wrists once more, Duo placed Heero's palms against the wall, and reached down.
Em stood at the bar, retrieving his drink. The frozen marguerita tasted wonderful. He glanced around the dance floor and frowned. "Hey Teddybear, where is everyone?" he asked.
'Teddybear' -- who shot Em an exasperated look at the pet name -- asked for and received a straight shot of tequila. Only after downing it and placing the shot glass carefully on the bar did he turn to his companion. "In the maze. Like flies to red meat," he added, with a slightly sardonic, yet nevertheless overheated shrug.
"Hmm," Em replied, glancing in the direction of the back area. "So, what you're so incoherently trying to tell me is that we're having an 'event' in the maze tonight. I'll bite. Anyone I know?" he asked.
Ted signaled for and got another shot, drinking this one a little less abruptly. "Yeah. Your friend with the long hair in a braid? The cute guy with all the admirers? He seems to have a complete unknown on the hook, and this new guy is gorgeous. I think even Bri would be jealous."
Em smiled broadly and took another sip of his drink. "He's new alright," he said, licking salt from the rim of the glass. "But I don't think he's unknown to D, though. And good for him."
Ted glanced at Em quickly. "It figures that you would know about him before anyone else. But it's more than that. How can I put this delicately... the sharks are circling because they smell inexperienced ass in the waters. Not that anyone would try to move on D, of course, but how often to you get to see a virgin deflowered in the maze?"
"Not often enough," Em replied. "Maybe we should have charged a bigger cover, you think?" he added.
"That's what I love about you -- you're such a romantic," Ted answered, rolling his eyes.
"Oh, but I am, love," Em said, putting down his glass. "I've got a few minutes, take me. Perhaps we can pick up a few pointers."
Without a word, Ted grabbed his companion's hand and led him towards the maze.
Some time later Heero found himself relaxing in a dark alcove where Duo had tucked them both as they sipped a shared drink and watched the action around them.
Although his first impulse was to slip away silently, Heero remembered what Duo had said at the beginning of the unusual evening, and leaned close to Duo to speak quietly. "I'm ready to go." Getting up, he placed his hand on Duo's shoulder before he could rise. "Stay if you want."
Duo looked up at Heero and shook his head. "Nah," he said. "I'm ready."
Standing, he led the way to one of the back exits.
Once out of the club, Heero glanced at the colony "sky" and accurately judged that the "sunrise" sequence had just started. He glanced at Duo and found that he couldn't resolve what had happened into anything that would verbalize. Something had changed, Duo's familiar profile looked different in some way he couldn't place.
"Well, bye," he said, figuring Duo would probably want to sleep or have things to do before opening his business for the day.
Duo chuckled. "Yeah," he said, nodding to himself. "That's the Heero I know. Would you like to come back with me and grab a shower before you disappear again? I'm self-employed, so I set my own hours."
Heero paused, the slight frown more habitual than indicative of whatever he was thinking. Then he nodded.
"Ok," Duo said, heading back to his truck.
Heero followed Duo, not focusing on anything in particular on the short drive. He looked around the inside of Duo's apartment in the back of the salvage office building, filing the layout and security setup away absently.
Duo walked through his apartment to the bedroom. "The shower is in here," he said, then paused. "Look, I don't know if you want to talk or not, but I'm here when you're done."
Heero glanced at Duo, tilting his head. Then he went into the indicated doorway, pulling off his clothes and dropping them on the floor. Duo heard the water running and then sounds of his guest taking a quick, efficient shower.
Five minutes later, Heero came out with his hair still dripping water. He toweled it absently and then dropped the towel on a rack, picking up his clothes. Carrying them in one hand, he followed the scent of food to Duo's small kitchen. Leaning in the doorway, he watched Duo for a moment.
"You don't always do it in front of an audience, right?" he said.
Duo looked up, feeling his body react instantly. He was sitting in the kitchen, finishing a sandwich when Heero walked up. "Uh... no," he replied. "Eat that," he instructed, pushing a plate with another sandwich towards the other chair. "I'll be right back."
Not waiting for a reply, he moved quickly to the bathroom, shedding clothes as he went. Five minutes later, he was back.
"You're still here... good," he said, sitting in a chair.
Heero finished the last few bites of the sandwich, and then picked up his shirt and pulled it over his head.
Duo folded his arms across his chest, watching Heero. "Again," he said, "I don't always do it in front of an audience. Sometimes, in private."
Heero nodded. "I heard you," he said. After a pause, he said, "You were right, it was very informative."
"Was that all it was for you? Did you enjoy it?" Duo asked.
Heero met Duo's eyes for a moment, glanced away, and looked back. "It felt good, yes. Better than I anticipated."
A slow smile etched its way across Duo's face. "Not exactly my question," he said. "Did you like your... experience, Heero?"
"If it felt good, then I liked it," Heero said, a bit sharply.
Duo stood and crossed the distance between them. "Stand up," he said.
Heero found himself rising to his feet. He managed to glare at Duo in spite of the fact that he realized Duo had helped him a bit more than he'd requested.
Sliding an arm around Heero's waist, Duo pulled the Japanese man against him. Tilting his head, he kissed Heero deeply, holding him tightly.
Heero stiffened slightly, but instead of pushing away, he found his arms draping around Duo's neck.
When he could speak, he glared at Duo from inches away and growled, "What was that for?"
"Two reasons," Duo said, not releasing him. "I wanted it and I wanted to show you what it's like without an audience."
Heero's glare cleared a little. "Oh," he said. Then he nodded. He pondered for a moment, his arms still draped around Duo's neck. "Yes. Different, yet similar."
Duo grinned again. "You know, I could play you like this for a long time, but in the end I think I would be the one who would end up played," he said. "In case you wondered, something did change. That's what happens. What happens next... well, who knows?"
The frown returned. "So this is a game?" Heero said. "What exactly do you think changed?"
"You did," Duo said, "When you told me what you wanted."
Heero regarded Duo, still pretty much nose to nose. "I haven't changed," he said. For some reason his voice didn't sound quite normal in his own ears.
Duo placed his hands around Heero's hips and pulled him closer. "You wanna try that again?" he said, looking into the cobalt blue eyes before him.
Heero's eyebrows drew together and instead of answering, he remained stubbornly silent.
"Yeah, that's what I thought," Duo said. Leaning forward, he kissed Heero again.
At first, Heero felt angry, sensing something in Duo's tone that he didn't completely get. In turn he found himself kissing Duo aggressively, seeking dominance, but Duo didn't seem at all put off. In fact it seemed to make him more aroused. Heero found himself once more out control, his fingers burying themselves in Duo's thick hair as the embrace became rapidly hotter.
Duo's arms tightened around Heero again. "It's late," he said, breathing hard. "You're probably as tired as I am. I'm being sarcastic. I've got a bed. Let's experience that."
Once again, Heero found himself frowning. He didn't like this feeling of not understanding the nuances of what was going on.
Forcing the frown away as too revealing, he looked at Duo impassively for a moment. Then he said, "Fine."
Duo released Heero from the embrace. He grabbed the Japanese pilot's wrist and headed for the bedroom. He didn't stop until they were both on his bed.
Once there, he pulled open his beside table drawer. Reaching inside, he removed a tube of lubricant. "Always be prepared," he said, showing it to Heero.
One of Heero's eyebrows lifted slightly. "Oh. I thought you wanted to sleep."
"That's what I meant by being sarcastic. Sleep will happen, but not before sex," Duo said.
"Fine," Heero said, in the exact same tone as before. He pulled the shirt over his head and dropped it on the floor. "But we've done that already."
Duo shook his head and removed the only article of clothing he was wearing, a towel. 'Some things never change,' he thought, opening the tube of lubricant. It was obvious that he didn't need it to 'get into the mood'. He was there already.
Heero reached out and took the tube from Duo's hand and dropped it on the bed. "I want to do something else."
"What did you have in mind?" Duo asked, with a slight smile.
Heero moved closer to Duo, giving him a little push to make him sit on the edge of the bed. "Something people were doing a lot of tonight. However, I've never tried it before. You can correct any errors."
Then he knelt in front of Duo, pushing his legs apart so he could move in closer. The next thing Duo knew, Heero was wrapping one hand around his erection and bending down with his mouth open.
He paused less than an inch away, and Duo could feel his warm breath. Heero examined the swollen organ in his grasp, and took a breath to get the scent. Then he bent closer and delicately licked the tip.
Duo tensed at the first breath. Looking down, he grasped the side of the bed tightly. At the touch of Heero's tongue, he tensed once more and forced himself to keep control. He knew Heero had no idea what he was doing to his mental state. 'Maybe, I'll tell him later,' he thought.
Heero noted the reaction, seeing Duo's knuckles go white for a few seconds. He felt an odd satisfaction at that.
The images from the club -- and from other, previous sources Duo didn't know about -- were ready in his memory for use as inspiration or guide. First he licked Duo's cock as if it were some kind of food he enjoyed, from tip to base. Remembering a particularly intense reaction he'd seen, he continued licking when he reached the soft pouch of skin and its two oval occupants below.
The reaction to that was certainly interesting. He made a mental note.
Then he opened his mouth wider and took Duo's shaft inside.
Duo's eyes closed, as one hand slipped into Heero's unruly hair. Feeling himself enveloped, he felt his hips tilt up in response. For a moment, he wondered if Heero had done this before, but the thought was quickly dispelled. Those weren't the kind of jokes Heero would make.
The principle was a simple one; Heero didn't attempt anything fancy. He preferred to be efficient. Efficiently, he began sucking Duo's cock, moving his head up and down along its length until he found a rhythm that Duo seemed to prefer.
Duo's fingers tightened around the back of Heero's neck as he felt himself move closer to the edge. "Heero... I," he attempted, trying to get his attention.
Two aborted words weren't enough to break Heero's concentration. Sensing the rise in Duo's tension, he increased his efforts and tempo. He had every intention of successfully completing this experiment.
Duo swallowed hard, feeling his temperature soar. Closing his eyes again, he heard himself cry out as the orgasm hit hard.
And Heero found himself with a mouth full of hot, salty, thick fluid.
It wasn't exactly a surprise, he knew what would happen. He'd even thought about whether or not to swallow. It was far from the vilest thing he'd ever had to put in his mouth, so he did.
Leaning back, he surveyed the effect on Duo, who was laying flat on his back on the bed with a dazed expression. Heero got up and climbed next to Duo's prone figure, lying on his side, looking over the young man he'd just blown. His lips curved in a small smile.
Duo's eyes opened after a few minutes. "So, you wanted to do that, huh?" he managed, as he slid an arm around Heero's waist. "I... umm, didn't detect any errors. None that I remember, anyways."
Heero expression became serious again. He nodded. "Good," he said.
"Lighten up, man," Duo said, moving up. He kissed Heero, embracing him for a short while. "Everything isn't an experiment, you know."
Heero leaned his head on one elbow. "You didn't seem to mind," he said.
"No, I didn't mind at all," Duo said, stretching. "In fact, I think I've benefited the most tonight." Reaching up, he touched Heero's cheek. "So, what made you choose me for this?"
"You seem to have the most experience and the most active... life," Heero said. "At first I thought you were with Hilde, but it turned out you weren't with anyone. That and I trust you."
"That's nice, but maybe you shouldn't," Duo said. "I never told you this, but I became very... attracted to you during the war. Course, we were both busy at the time."
Heero looked at Duo curiously. "Exactly why I trust you. We were busy - you did your job. If you had tried to, um, seduce me, at that time, you would not have been a Gundam pilot."
"Agreed," Duo said. "So now that we got the time, I'd like to seduce you some more."
Heero sat up on the bed. He yawned. "Later," he said. Even though Duo was laying crossways on the bed, it was big enough that there was room on the far side. Stretching, Heero pulled back the covers on that side and curled up with his head pillowed on his arm, pushing the pillows aside.
Duo yawned and righted himself on the bed. Seeing Heero curled up like a kid, he swept the remaining pillows off the bed and settled down next to him. Closing his eyes, Duo fell asleep with a little smile on his face.
-fin-
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