5-May-2001
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are owned by Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu Agency. I make no money off writing these fanfics featuring them.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: 3x2
Warnings: Ok folks this is the lemon, that means sex. Hot, steamy m/m sex. If you are offended do not read. Oxygen is available in the lobby if you are weak of heart or stomach. Or if lemons make you hyperventilate, we have paper bags available for $1.00 apiece (what can I say, they're recycled).
Announcer: Here it is folks, the longest one chapter lemon Kwyck has ever written.
Four days in the making – battling curious chibis, hubbies and bad weather.
Trying a different style, starting out in first person (Duo's POV) but doing the lemon in third person (makes it easier that way).
So without further ado, KS Productions proudly presents:
What can anyone say about their first time with someone they love and do it justice? The bells, the fireworks, the angelic choir singing the ‘Hallelujah Chorus' and segueing into the ‘Ode To Joy', it was all there . . . and more.
The path my life had been taking changed the moment our feet walked over that threshold.
I had no sooner taken my hand off the door when Trowa seized me in his arms and devoured me with a kiss that left me weak and helpless. I could go into detail about soft lips pressed hard against one another, or how our tongues danced and twined as we explored hidden passions, but I won't. Instead I will just say that Shakespeare, upon seeing that kiss would not have been satisfied with writing a mere sonnet. That kiss was worthy of a play.
And it made my knees buckle from under me.
Here I was, Duo Maxwell to some and Shinigami to others. I was the pilot of Deathscythe and fearful of no one. Yet that kiss from Trowa almost did me in. Our making love the first time took an eternity yet it was over much too soon. It was heaven and hell, agony and ecstasy, sweet and bittersweet at the same time. It left me with a hunger that can never be satisfied. With every taste, I want more.
The two lovers stand facing each other. The taller one bends his head slightly as he gathers the violet eyed boy in his arms. Their lips meet in a slow, lingering kiss that grows hot and frenzied the more they touch. Arms that had been loose and dangling find their way around a slim waist and up a tightly muscled back to allow fingers to touch, explore and feel the body that would soon be theirs to embrace forever.
Lips part from lips, only to taste, lick and nibble a neck while hands unbutton a shirt and arms let it slide to the floor. Its mate follows soon after. Bodies touch. Naked skin caresses naked skin, feeling the warmth and the quickening pulses of hearts that beat within.
A hand brushes a hardened nipple while a mouth sucks and a tongue rolls the other. The hand travels lower, finding its way between toned thighs, gently rubbing and squeezing that which lay just underneath denim cloth. The sound of a zipper is barely audible as the hand works it downward, slipping inside the material to release the sought after prize.
Soft groans escape lips, breaking the silence only to be silenced themselves by an enveloping mouth. Cloth that had surrounded tight round hips now lay at the feet as the feet pull themselves free.
A single piece of clothing, the last barrier, is gently removed. They look upon each other, eyes gaze up and down the form standing before them and are very pleased with what they see.
Two naked bodies stand together, so alike yet so different. Both are well proportioned. One is slender yet tightly muscled, while the other is lanky and sinewed. Both carry the scars of battle and tormented lives, wearing them like badges of honor.
Lips again embrace lips as arms surround bodies that nestle in their cocooning warmth. They lower themselves onto the bed, surrounding themselves with the soft downy covering as they snuggle tightly to one another.
The green eyed one, who calls himself Trowa Barton, pins the braided one to the bed as his mouth seeks out lips and tongue, crushing them with a passion he thought had long died within him.
The braided one, who goes by Duo Maxwell, traps Trowa in a tight embrace as his lips crush back, his own passion rivaling his lovers. Bodies begin to move and slide against each other, sending trills of pleasure through sensitive parts. Mouths gasp at the sensations that tease, leaving them wanting more.
Violet eyes meet green, the haze of need and desire covering them like shrouds. Duo nibbles an ear before his tongue slides its way down Trowa's neck. Teeth nip shoulders and chest, until the mouth comes to rest on a peach colored nipple, massaging it with lips, tongue and teeth until it is swollen and hard. Trowa moans and gasps as the pleasurable sensations travel to his groin. Guttural sounds escape his throat as he feels himself grow harder.
Duo moves in on the other nipple, his mouth ravishing it until it matches its twin. Duo grins, he's always had a thing for peaches. Trowa can do nothing but moan and writhe for he is held spellbound by an adept mouth and mesmerized by a pair of violet eyes.
Fingers seek out to find his swollen shaft and they begin lightly stroking it. The shaft twitches and bobs from the sudden attention it is receiving and Trowa's throaty gutturals turn into groans. Duo's mouth moves slowly down his lover's chest and stops to tease a bellybutton and a sharp gasp for air is heard as his tongue licks its way from bellybutton to erection.
Trowa's hips buck in surprise as his hardened manhood is engulfed by something hot and wet that tightens around it. It's Duo's wonderful mouth. Trowa tries to speak but he is too far gone. His senses are being held in thrall by one Duo Maxwell.
Lips glide up and down while a tongue flicks and strokes Trowa's tumescent flesh. His mouth begins rimming the end of Trowa as his tongue tickles it's slit, tasting the drops of precum that appear before he inches his way to his base. He sucks Trowa's cock more forcefully while his tongue slithers its way around its circumference then takes another taste of the dewy wetness on its tip.
Trowa empties his lungs of the breath he has been holding and takes another ragged gulp of air and again holds it in without realizing it. His eyes are glazed and unfocused as all his senses are focused on what Duo is doing between his legs.
As quickly as it began, the ecstasy ends as Duo stops his ministrations. Trowa takes this moment to catch his breath and regain his senses. Duo moves to get out of bed but Trowa catches him by the arm.
"Where are you going?" his voice is deep and husky, evidence of his still present need.
"Lube," is Duo's only answer as he lowers his feet to the floor.
Trowa pulls Duo back on to the bed and uses the opportunity to flip Duo on his back. Trowa embraces Duo's lithe body as he lies on top of him.
"Later . . ." Trowa whispers as his mouth seizes Duo's roughly, thrusting his tongue between Duo's parted lips. It dips and twirls in the eager mouth while his lips press, knead and suck.
Trowa releases the now bruised and swollen lips and heads straight for his lover's manhood, swallowing it whole as Duo pants and gasps, he has to fight the urge to come right away. He's only just begun making love with Trowa, for it to end now would be tragic indeed.
Trowa slides his arms under Duo's thighs, holding them tightly as his mouth moves and works its way around his stiff shaft. Duo's lashes flutter as his eyes roll back, one long low moan escapes his lips. His sounds are music to his lover's ears and he moans louder as he feels Trowa's tongue lick his sensitive tip. He can't help but pump his hips to get even deeper into that talented mouth that was doing things to him he could never have imagined.
Trowa releases his grasp of one thigh and slides his hand under the pillow where Duo rests his head, grabbing what he has tucked underneath. He pulls out a ball of wadded paper money instead.
"What the hell?" he grins, knowing immediately this is one of Duo's little teases.
"We must have had a visit from the ‘lube fairy'," Duo comments dryly, making Trowa laugh.
Trowa cocks an eyebrow at Duo, "so where is it?"
"On the dresser."
Trowa can't help but stare at Duo as he lays on the bed, strands of hair pulled loose from his braid and framing his face, wisps of the silky mass stuck here and there by his sweat, his eyes half closed from his desire and need. His legs are spread apart, allowing full view of his fully engorged cock, standing straight in the air like an obelisk. The sight makes Trowa's own erection strain from overwhelming lust.
He retrieves the tube and sits on the bed, squeezing an ample amount onto his fingers and waits to let it warm. He bends down and captures Duo's mouth in another soul wrenching kiss as he smears the gooey gel between his fingers and thumb.
"Are you ready?" he asks quietly.
Duo nods his head, anticipating the feel of Trowa's fingers in him. His voice catches in his throat as Trowa touches him with one finger, ringing his tight entrance first then slowly pushing it inside.
He begins to slowly stretch Duo, moving his finger in and out and around the opening, making sure it has relaxed enough to allow a second finger to move in to him. Duo releases a small gasp as Trowa glides his second finger inside, moving, wiggling and spreading them to loosen Duo more. He grins as he strokes Duo's sweetspot. Duo's body jerks suddenly from the incredible feeling it invokes, his eyes widen then close as he starts thrusting his hips against Trowa's fingers to have that spot touched again and again.
Trowa bends down, brushing a light kiss against Duo's lips, "Patience," he coaches, "you're almost ready."
"I am ready," Duo rasps, "I want you . . . now, buster!"
"But I need to stretch you more," Trowa insists, he is more than ready himself but he doesn't want to hurt Duo when he pushes himself in.
" Now!" Duo demands as he wriggles his hips for emphasis. Trowa's fingers brush against the spot again, sending Duo into sensory overload, " Trowa!"
Trowa laughs, and obeys Duo's command, but bends down first for a quick kiss, that turns into a lingering one.
Trowa positions himself between Duo's legs and realizes he has not yet prepared himself. He quickly slathers lubricant over himself before he slides his cock inside Duo's enticing ass.
Duo lets out a loud " wooooohooooo . . . yes!" as Trowa pushes himself inside Duo's warm and inviting entrance, pausing long enough for a kiss and so Duo can adjust to his being there.
"Any day now," Duo teasingly complains, drumming his fingers on Trowa's back for added effect, as he wraps his legs around Trowa's hips.
That elicits a snicker from Trowa as he begins slowly pumping in and out of Duo. He leans down and licks Duo on the chest working his way up to Duo's mouth, his lips brushing and teasing against those belonging to his braided lover's until his own are seized in a desperately hungry kiss.
"Ghodz, I've waited so long for this . . ." Trowa whispers, ". . . and it was worth it, it feels wonderful being inside you."
Trowa's words make Duo's heart sing, his arms are already wrapped around his green eyed soul mate so he pulls him tighter to his chest and tangles his fingers in his hair as he lowers Trowa's mouth to his for another hot, searing, gut wrenching kiss.
Duo begins to move his hips to Trowa's motions while their lips stay locked together, the friction created as Trowa's belly rubs against Duo's erection sends goosebumps over his skin, sending a delicious chill throughout his body.
Duo's heart begins to beat faster, swelling with the love he knows belongs only to Trowa. How could he ever have foolishly thought he was in love with Heero? At least he was smart enough to recognize real love, even if Trowa had to point it out to him first.
Trowa reaches down taking hold of Duo's manhood with one hand and begins to pump and stroke it to the rhythm of his thrusts. Duo sobs and moans to this newly added stimulus as he can't help but wonder just who the hell taught Trowa how to make him feel like that. //Maybe I should send them flowers and a big thank you card//.
Trowa increases his rhythm but just a little, he is in no hurry to make Duo come, even though Duo is beginning to tear at the sheets and left scratch marks down his back.
After all, this is their first time making love and a memory that will stay etched on their hearts.
"Duo, are you comfortable? Am I getting too heavy?" he can barely ask as he continues his hard thrusts.
"No," Duo gasps between hard ragged breaths, "go faster, I want to come, I have to come," he squeezes Trowa's butt, his nails digging in. Duo is so close, yet so far from coming. The seed of an orgasm he feels beginning to build seems to be suspended over him, floating just out of his reach. He slams harder upward into Trowa's strokes, hoping that will bring it to him.
"Soon," Trowa promises, "soon," he places a small kiss on the tip of Duo's nose and starts to thrust even harder.
He increases the cadence of his rhythmic massaging of Duo's cock and the orgasmic seed that was planted earlier begins to grow and build, snaking outward in every direction like a vine. It's swirling tendrils slithering yet cutting through him like sharp razors, slicing away the want and need as his climax builds in an instant frenzy of wanton bliss but instead of leaving him empty, it leaves him filled with joy and contentment as his own seed spills over Trowa's hand.
His moans of release and fulfillment triggers Trowa's own orgasmic rapture, as his own coming fills him with happiness as he is emptied of need.
They kiss and look in each other's eyes. There is no need for them to declare their love for each other, they are already secure in it. They lay in each others arms, too tired to talk but too excited for sleep. Just holding and touching each other is enough, for now.
TBC
End of Part 5
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