12-May-2003
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are not mine. They belong to Sunrise, Sotsu Agency and Bandai.
Rating: R although the sex is implied
Warnings: This is a very short ficlet full of sap, some possibly purple prose and a high sugar content. I've been struggling with writer's block, no imagination and a lack of talent, among other things, for the last few months.
Pairing: 1x2x1 implied - from Duo's POV
Title: Touching Heero
Author: KwyckSylver kwycksylver@yahoo.com
I love Heero's hands. They have the strength to bend steel. Did you know that? But when those same hands stroke my skin all light and feathery, they make me tingle. I love his eyes. Those eyes that seem so cold and uncaring to others light up when I'm around. They fill with desire whenever I touch him and they say 'I love you' when he looks at me.
I love his mouth, the way it curls into a smile when he's watching me or I say something that amuses him. But what I love best about it is when he kisses me. They start off small and slow, his lips barely brushing against mine before he presses harder and more fervent. His teeth nips and nibbles at my lips while his tongue licks and tastes. All the while he's whispering 'Duo' and begging me for more. I'm such a sucker for the sound of my name on his lips he never has to beg too hard.
I love his shoulders and not because they bear up to the huge responsibility placed on them. I bear a similar burden, myself. No, it's because we fit perfectly together when I lay my head on him. I love his chest, the smoothness of his skin, the dusky brown of his nipples. I love the way they harden when I gently blow on them and the way they feel against my tongue. I love listening to the sound of his heart and how it's beat quickens when I tell him how I'm going to make love to him and how it begins to race when I show him.
I love his arms. I love running my fingers down them, I love how he feels when his arms are wrapped around me. He's warm and cozy and no matter where we are, he feels like home.
I love Heero's belly, another great place to lay my head, another perfect fit. Especially when I'm - well - you get the picture. He's supple yet underneath he's rock hard. It drives him wild when I kiss and nibble along the outlines of his abs. He goes crazy when I tickle him with the tip of my braid. But when I trace his navel with my tongue I suddenly find myself on my back with him over me. I won't go into detail what happens next except I'm walking around the next day a little sore but with a very big grin. So is Heero.
Needless to say, my tongue is one of Heero's favorite things. I shouldn't have to tell you what part of Heero is mine.
~End~
KwyckSylver
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