03-Oct-2000
Title: When Duo Gets Bored THE CONCLUSION!
Author: Jade
Pairing: 1x2
Rating: NC-17 overall
Warning: yaoi, lemon, exhibitionism
Disclaimers: don't own, don't sue, don't ask, don't tell
The day after Heero had left on his mission, Duo had been assigned one as well. The days turned into weeks, as Heero and Duo crossed in the night, never seeing each other except for video messages. One mission after another split them apart, as if the scientists had found out about their activities and were deliberately keeping them apart.
Even their messages had to be neutral, in case someone was intercepting them. Even through a video uplink that had crossed thousands of miles of space, Heero could read Duo's mounting frustration. All they could really say was that they were well, but Duo managed to convey his feelings nonetheless. Occasionally, Duo would deliberately tease Heero by sending a message with his hair down. Heero would groan at the sight, and replay the messages several times before erasing them as was required. For his part, Heero tried to be as reassuring as possible, so Duo wouldn't worry about him. Not that Heero wasn't incredibly frustrated as well, but since he didn't really know what he was missing, it was easier to be philosophical. That is, until he woke in the middle of the night, aroused and sweaty from yet another dream about the violet-eyed boy. Then, it was extremely difficult to bear. He satisfied himself by more fantasies of the day he and Duo would finally be alone together. He shivered as he contemplated the unknown wealth of pleasure that awaited him in the arms of the braided boy. And tried to ignore yet another erection.
Duo, on the other hand, wasn't feeling philosophical at all. In fact, he was feeling downright homicidal. He finally got where he wanted with Heero, only to have him torn away. So damn close, and now so far... Duo cursed the scientists, every one of them, who were involved in this diabolical plan to keep him horny and unsatisfied. Duo tried to keep his mind off his frustration by thinking up new and interesting ways to kill Dr. J and the others. Night after night, ruined sheets after ruined boxers, Duo's desire for Heero grew.
Then, finally, fate or the scientists had mercy on them. Just when Duo was ready to self-destruct and Heero was sure he would die a virgin, the day came when their paths finally crossed.
True to form, the fact that they would be together on this mission remained a secret until they saw each other in the departure lounge of the spaceport. This was to be a surveillance mission only, so the Gundams were hidden away. They were to take a 2-hour shuttle ride to the colony.
Heero arrived at the gate early, of course, and stationed himself with his back to a wall, so he could keep an eye on his surroundings. He sensed rather than heard Duo's arrival. The longhaired boy knew how to be quiet when he needed to be. But Heero saw him as soon as Duo entered the room. Heero had time to observe Duo for several minutes before the other boy spotted him. Heero surprised himself by his reaction to the sight of Duo. There was immediate lust, of course, and longing, but there was another, almost painful feeling, as if he was already mourning having to inevitably leave Duo again. Pushing the confusing thoughts aside, Heero stood up so Duo would see him. He almost smiled at the comically happy look that washed over Duo's expressive features at the sight of Heero.
Duo had entered the lounge with his joker's mask firmly in place, so the other pilot wouldn't ever see his disappointment if it wasn't Heero. But as his eyes swept the room, they settled incredulously on a brown-haired boy whom he had obsessed about in every free moment for weeks. Duo couldn't believe his luck, and a real smile crossed his face for the first time. Duo wanted nothing more than to run across the room and throw himself into Heero's strong arms and make love to him right there, but that probably wasn't a good idea. So he satisfied himself with sauntering across the room, putting as much seductive wiggle in his walk as possible, and locking eyes with Heero.
As Duo walked toward him, Heero's heart started to pound and his mouth went dry. All the blood left his brain and relocated to his groin. Heero had never seen Duo look more gorgeous than he did right then, swaying across the crowded lounge toward him. Instantly rock hard, the Perfect Soldier nearly forgot about the mission and drowned in violet eyes and long chestnut hair.
Duo walked towards Heero, trying not to drool at the sight of that hard body in those revealing spandex shorts, muscles bulging in the tank top. Dragging his eyes back up to Heero's gorgeous face, he beheld cobalt eyes gone dark with passion. For him. Maybe there was a god.
They stood facing each other, silently, for a brief moment. Heero couldn't find any words, and Duo was afraid to say anything to break the spell. The moment was interrupted by a boarding call. They gathered up their things and boarded the shuttle. Duo couldn't believe that no one else could sense the unresolved sexual tension between the two boys. It crackled like electricity between them. Duo deliberately brushed against Heero as they boarded, and he thought he could hear a small moan. Then Heero "accidentally" bumped into Duo from behind, and the feel of Heero's arousal against him, albeit briefly, was enough to make him weak in the knees. The delicious teasing went on as they settled themselves into their seats, Duo claiming the window seat, of course.
So there they sat, two boys with aching erections, and tried to discuss the mission. They kept getting distracted, however, and ended up staring deep into each other's eyes as conversation faltered.
Duo toyed with the idea of getting a couple of blankets and playing with Heero underneath them, but that would probably make a big mess and leave them more frustrated. Duo needed to touch Heero, all over. He had another idea.
"Hey, Heero... " Duo began, with definite lascivious intent, once they were at cruising altitude.
Heero said, "Yes, Duo?" with as much restraint as he could manage.
"It would sure be nice if we could go someplace to... talk... more privately, huh?" Duo asked.
Heero nodded in answer. He thought he knew where this was going.
Duo whispered in Heero's ear, sending shivers down his spine, "I'm going to the bathroom. Follow me in one minute."
Duo disappeared. It was the longest minute of Heero's life as he waited to follow. Finally, he stood and made his way to the small bathroom at the back of the shuttle. Heero automatically noted that there was only one other bathroom for the approximately 100 people on the shuttle. Then he forgot his concerns as the long-haired boy opened the door and pulled him in.
Quickly locking the door behind them, Duo turned to Heero. Throwing his arms around the short-haired boy, Duo pressed his lips against Heero's and the two of them melted into a torrid kiss that seemed to last forever. Pressed against each other in the tiny bathroom, the two boys lost themselves in each other's bodies, desperately exploring, tongues entwined.
Breaking for breath, Heero managed to pant, "I thought you wanted to talk."
Duo smiled and moaned, "But it's been so long... " As if to punctuate his sentence, Duo thrust his hips against Heero's, and their painfully hard erections made contact. Both boys moaned.
"Duo," Heero groaned, "There are people outside."
"I know," Duo grinned. "Makes it that much more fun."
"Hentai," whispered Heero, not sounding angry at all.
"Want you so bad... " pleaded Duo, slipping a hand into Heero's tank top and finding a nipple.
Heero bit his lip, "I want you too... "
"I don't think I can last any longer," continued Duo in a sultry voice.
"Nor can I," agreed Heero, knowing that he couldn't resist the long-haired boy.
"Need you inside me," purred Duo. "Fuck me, please?"
Heero moaned as Duo's words struck like a lightning bolt to his stiff arousal. "How?" He indicated the less-than-ideal surroundings.
Duo looked around. "Oh, I think we can manage somehow," he said. Then he kissed Heero again, driving any doubts from the other pilot's head. "I've wanted you for so long, I'm not waiting a minute longer." With that, he reached back and unraveled his braid, knowing how much Heero loved his hair loose.
With a growl, Heero buried his hands in Duo's hair and ground his hips against the other boy. Duo moaned at Heero's aggressiveness and melted against him.
Duo dropped his hand down and toyed with the waistband of Heero's spandex, then slipped his hand inside to find the hot erection waiting there. Heero gasped at Duo's touch and let his own hand drop to Duo's ass, pulling the other boy even closer. Duo moaned; he loved the feel of Heero's strong hands handling him roughly.
Heero transferred his hands to the front of Duo's pants, fumbling with the button. He gave up and growled, "Off," and Duo happily complied. Duo managed to wiggle out of his shirt, boots, pants and boxers in less than 10 seconds. Then he leaned his gorgeous naked body back against the sink so Heero could feast his hungry eyes on a nude, very aroused Duo, surrounded only by his hair. Duo looked at Heero and smiled. "Your turn."
Heero dragged his eyes away from Duo's body long enough to quickly divest himself of his clothes. Now the two boys stood completely naked, painfully hard and separated by only inches. Then, as if a signal had been given, they were all over each other. Hands roamed, tongues explored and hardness met hardness with no barriers.
Finally, Duo came up for air. "Heero," he said, bending over the toilet with his back toward Heero. He rubbed his ass against Heero invitingly. "Please?"
Heero nodded and reached for his clothes, retrieving a small tube. He grinned at Duo's confused look.
"I thought you hadn't ever... " Duo trailed off.
"I did some research," Heero replied cryptically. "Let me know if I'm doing anything wrong."
"But why did you have lube with you?" Duo asked.
"I've been carrying it with me since we first... you know," Heero answered. "Just in case we ran into each other."
"I love a man who's prepared," smiled Duo. Then he began to moan because Heero was touching him again. Duo bent over, so his ass was raised invitingly. He grabbed the back of the toilet and hoped his legs would hold out. He also hoped the bathroom fixtures would hold out.
Heero stood behind Duo and rubbed his arousal against the longhaired boy's ass. Then he pushed his leg between Duo's and used his thigh to spread Duo's legs father apart. Duo moaned at the feeling of vulnerability this position gave him and tried to push back against Heero, but now the other boy had grabbed Duo's hips in an iron grip, holding him still.
Duo gasped as he felt the first of Heero's lubricated fingers enter him. He pushed back against the intrusion, needing more. Another finger joined the first, then a third, pain mixed with pleasure.
"Heero, I'm ready. Just take me," hissed Duo, unable to wait and half expecting someone or something to interrupt them again.
Heero removed his fingers and used more lube on himself. He rubbed the tip of his arousal against Duo's entrance, teasing him a bit more. It was Duo's turn to growl as he nearly shouted, "FUCK ME!" Duo slammed himself back against Heero at the same time, driving Heero's erection deep inside him and Heero against the flimsy door at the same time.
Gasping at the intense sensation, Heero regained his balance and rammed back into Duo, pushing the other boy with equal force against the opposite wall. Luckily, Duo got his hands up in time to brace himself, but not before the lid snapped off the toilet. With a snarl, Heero grabbed the lid and threw it against the wall, and it slid to the floor. Grabbing Duo's hips with both hands now, Heero proceeded to pound into Duo, who only begged for more at the top of his lungs. Looking for something to brace himself on, Duo grabbed at the toilet paper holder, only to have it snap off in his hands. Finally, Duo got his arms braced against the wall and was able to lean back into Heero's thrusts.
At this point, Duo didn't give a damn about what they broke or who heard their violent lovemaking. Because Heero, the boy of his dreams, was currently fucking the hell out of him, ramming his rock hard arousal repeatedly into him. Deep inside him, filling him, opening him, taking him... Just when he thought it couldn't get any better, Heero wrapped his strong hand around Duo's erection, squeezing and pumping it roughly. Oh, yes, Heero, you did your research well, Duo thought as his knees threatened to give out. The rest of the world shrank to only include himself, Heero, and the incredible sex they were having. Waves of ecstasy poured over him as he felt his imminent release approach.
Heero was lost, lost inside the violet-eyed boy and his own feelings. Never had he imagined anything this intense, never. The books told him what to do, but didn't prepare him for the soul-shattering reality of pleasure that came from fucking Shinigami. His body knew what to do; his mind was blown by passion. The sounds coming from Duo drove him higher; Duo's muscles tightened around him until Heero thought he might die from ecstasy.
Duo's scream and warm wetness flowing over his hand told him to brace himself; Duo's muscles did the rest as they clamped down on Heero, as he drove himself one more exquisite time into Duo. Then the world exploded, starting from his groin, and nothing else mattered.
Dimly, Duo could hear pounding. At first, he thought it was his or Heero's heart; but, lifting his head from the small counter where it had happened to rest, Duo realized the sound was coming from the door, and was accompanied by angry shouting.
Duo looked around. The two boys had apparently passed out briefly from the intensity of their act, as Heero was still inside Duo (and still hard, Duo noted with satisfaction) and slumped over him. Heero raised his head and reluctantly withdrew from Duo.
Heero had to try several times before he could speak. "Are you ok, Duo?"
Duo nodded. "Never better, Heero. But I can't say the same for the bathroom."
They surveyed the damage. Toilet lid broken, on floor. Toilet paper holder, broken, whereabouts unknown. Toilet paper roll in toilet. Toilet possibly clogged with aforementioned roll. Paper towel dispenser hanging from one hinge, towels scattered everywhere. Faucet handle cracked and currently spraying a fine mist all over the bathroom. Various bodily fluids, mostly Duo's, decorating the walls. Angry mob gathered outside door, demanding... something. Heero smirked. Duo collapsed into giggles.
"Do we have to go out there, Heero?" Duo asked, snickering. "They sound pissed."
Heero gathered Duo into his arms and kissed him one more time. "I'll protect you, Duo. I... love you."
Duo looked up at Heero, shocked. "You do? I mean, I love you too!" Duo hugged Heero tightly, and the rest of the world no longer mattered.
They dressed quickly, and forced the door open that had become jammed when Heero fell against it. Multiple angry sets of eyes fell back before the frighteningly protective cobalt glare of Heero Yuy, and no one dared to say a word to the two disheveled boys as they made their way back to their seats.
The rest of the flight went uneventfully, except for the long line of waiting people in front of the other bathroom.
The End
(:./jade/bored5)
