Yaoi
There were only three of the Gundam pilots in the safe house today. Quatre and Trowa were off together on a little vacation. Heero was busy at the computer, trying to hack into another database. Wufei was outside, practicing some martial arts moves. And Duo... Duo was trying his best to annoy both of them.
Duo was bored, and when Duo was bored, it affected the entire surrounding area. First, he had tried to engage first Wufei, then Heero in conversation. When that failed, he tried to find something on television.
After exhausting all 284 channels, he flopped on the couch and stared mournfully at Heero. "I'm bored!" he wailed. Heero ignored him as usual.
Duo skipped up and draped himself over Heero's shoulders. "Can I play a game on your computer, Heero?" Duo asked.
When Heero didn't respond to this, Duo stomped outside. He stood and stared at Wufei until the dark haired pilot demanded to know what Duo wanted.
"Wanna spar?" Duo said hopefully.
Wufei glared at him. "You're nowhere near my level, Duo. It would be a waste of time."
"Please? Just once?" begged Duo.
"Oh, all right, if you leave me alone afterwards," Wufei gave in.
"I will! I promise!" said Duo.
Duo and Wufei faced each other and bowed, then assumed fighting stances.
They circled one another for a bit, looking for an opening. Wufei threw a roundhouse kick that Duo easily blocked. Duo responded with a punch. Wufei blocked it and ducked under, inside Duo's guard. Before Duo could react, he felt himself flying through the air, the victim of Wufei's judo throw. Duo managed to react fast enough to break his fall, but Wufei followed him down, trying for an elbow lock. Duo squirmed out of the joint lock but Wufei managed to get on top of him and went for a choke. As Duo fought the choke, Wufei managed to get securely on top of Duo, straddling his waist. Duo realized he was lost and surrendered.
"You're too good for me, Wu-man. I give in," he gasped as the other pilot released his neck and he could speak again. Duo grinned. "But I sure like it when you're on top of me!"
Wufei stared at him for a moment, then snorted in disgust. In one fluid motion, he got off Duo and walked away. Duo giggled to himself. The afternoon was looking up.
Unbeknownst to Duo, Heero had been watching the exchange closely. He was still trying to recover from Duo's casual touch earlier, when he noticed the two pilots sparring. He gave up trying to concentrate on his task and turned his chair so he could watch. Usually, Duo brushing up against him in the hall was enough to drive Heero crazy. Heero had thought he was going to explode when he felt Duo behind him, breathing on his neck. Heero had wanted to grab Duo, throw him to the floor and take him right there. But he couldn't let on how he felt about the braided pilot. Duo probably had no idea of the effect he had on Heero, he was just being Duo. Most of the time, he failed to respond to Duo's presence because he couldn't trust his own voice or body not to betray his real feelings for Duo. Heero felt an irrational stab of jealousy when he saw Wufei pin Duo to the ground. Heero wished it was him on top of Duo.
Duo bounced back into the room. "That was fun! You wanna try, Heero?" Duo grinned at him, noticing that Heero had been watching.
"Hn," was all that Heero said as he spun his chair back around to face the computer once again.
Duo couldn't believe his eyes. He was almost certain that Heero had been blushing. He didn't even know Heero was capable of blushing. And why would he be blushing? And why was he watching Duo and Wufei? Unless.... Duo shook his head. Couldn't be. Heero Yuy didn't even HAVE a sexual orientation, let alone one that would cause him to be attracted to Duo. He had certainly never shown any interest in Duo, or anyone, before. Hmm. This was an interesting turn of events. It was a hypothesis that needed testing. Of course, if he was wrong, Heero was going to seriously kick his ass. Maybe even if he was right. Duo had had a serious case of lust for the cobalt-eyed pilot since he had first laid eyes on him in those spandex shorts. Heero starred in his wet dreams most nights. And if there was a chance those feelings were returned, well, Duo wasn't one to waste any more time thinking.
Heero glared furiously into the computer as if it could save him. He was afraid he'd blown it. Had Duo seen him watching? He hoped not. He fought for control of his rebellious body. He had almost stopped his hands from trembling when he felt Duo's hot breath on his neck.
Duo decided to have some fun. He would try teasing Heero and see if he could get a reaction. If it didn't work, Heero would just beat the shit out of him. He'd survive. If it did work... Duo's face was split by a grin that promised mayhem.
"Whatcha workin' on, Heeeero?" Duo murmured in Heero's ear. Duo casually draped his arms over Heero's shoulders and rested his chin on Heero's shoulder.
Heero held his breath, trying not to let his body react. He was already half-hard, and rising fast. Did Duo have any idea what he was doing to him?
"Nothing important," Heero managed to say in what he hoped was a normal voice.
Duo pressed closer against Heero, slowly letting his hands drop so one hand brushed "accidentally" against Heero's nipple. Duo searched intently for a reaction from the other pilot. Damn, Heero was good. If this was affecting him Duo certainly couldn't tell from his breathing. Of course, there was one thing even Heero couldn't hide... Duo tried to casually lean farther forward so he could see down into Heero's lap, looking for a telltale bulge.
Heero was using all his training in controlling his body just to keep from panting as Duo touched him. When Duo brushed against his nipple, Heero nearly screamed. He was so hard that it hurt. He hunched forward to hide this fact. He could feel and smell Duo, and it was driving him crazy. Duo had to notice. Suddenly Duo was gone. Heero breathed a silent sigh of relief, then felt suddenly sad that Duo was no longer touching him.
Heero chanced a glance over his shoulder. Duo was standing a few feet behind him with a funny look on his face.
Duo was considering what to try next. He thought he had gotten a reaction from Heero, but he wasn't sure. He could only push it so far without giving himself away. The last few minutes had given him a serious hard-on too. It was a good thing he was wearing loose pants. Duo's eyes lit up as he had an idea. Heero turned around and looked at him. He looked worried.
"Well, Heero, if what you're doing isn't that important, why don't you take a break? Get out a little," Duo suggested gleefully.
Unable to help himself, Heero asked, "And do what?" Why am I going along with this? I should just ignore him, but I can't...
"Well, it's hot outside. We could go for a swim!" Duo exclaimed. The safe house was out in the country, and there was a small lake nearby. "We could cool off and get some exercise at the same time!" And I get to stare at you with less clothes on, Duo added to himself.
Oh god, Heero thought. I can't do this... "Hn. Ok." He found himself agreeing.
Duo was shocked into speechlessness - briefly -- by Heero's quick agreement. He gaped for a moment, then regained his composure. "Let's go, then!"
Duo grabbed Heero by the arm and tried to drag him out of the chair, but Heero refused to be moved, for good reason. He was still visibly aroused.
"Duo. I don't have a bathing suit," Heero realized.
"That's ok, I don't have one either. Just swim in your underwear!" Duo answered happily. This was going to be fun ...
Duo paused at the look on Heero's face. Heero said, "There's a bit of a problem with that..."
Duo looked at him expectantly.
Heero began to turn an interesting shade of pink. "I..." he tried.
"Yes, Heero?" Duo replied innocently, suspecting where this was going but playing dumb because he wanted to hear the words from Heero's gorgeous mouth.
"I don't... wear underwear," Heero finished. "It... um... shows under the spandex."
Duo had to forcibly restrain himself from giggling at Heero's discomfiture. "That's cool, Heero! You can just swim in the spandex! Or nothing at all! I don't mind. We're all guys around here, after all." I can't believe I just said that, t hought Duo.
Yeah, that's the problem, Duo, Heero thought to himself. Fuck it, maybe the water will be cold... He allowed himself to be dragged out of the chair by Duo. After a quick stop for some towels, they were on their way.
End Part 1
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