Title: Crossing the Line
Author: tkmaxwell777
Category: Yaoi
Pairing: 2x1/1x2
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. I don't own Heero and Duo either. I only use their characters for stories that the original creators would probably have a heart attack reading... um... yeah... so, enjoy!
Warnings: Angst, Language (Severe in one part... sorry), Lemon, Some Sap, and Slight Violence.
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Archived: Yep! Thanks Lev :)
Heero watched as Duo strode across the living room into his bedroom, slamming the door behind him. The braided Preventer hadn't spoken the whole way home from headquarters, and Heero knew something was seriously wrong. His partner had shown up at their office with an incredibly pissed expression on his face, announcing that he was ready to go home, or to be precise, "I wanna get the hell out of here!" Heero hadn't argued with him, just shut down his computer. When they had walked toward the elevator, Duo had mumbled that he would take the stairs and all but fled down the stairwell. As Heero was waiting for the elevator, Preventer Mullins had told him that his braided partner had gotten into an altercation with Preventer Reynolds... which explained the bruise on Duo's face, presumably from a landed hit. What the fight was about exactly was not discussed, but Heero could tell that it had to have been something major for Duo to be this upset; the braided boy had sat quietly in the car all the way back to their apartment. Looking at the closed door, Heero decided that the best thing to do would be to ask point blank what had happened. It wasn't good for Duo to run away from his anger, and as his partner, Heero needed to know what had caused that anger. With a sigh of annoyance, he braced himself for what was sure to become an argument.
Duo was livid. In his whole seventeen years, he had never felt like this. When Solo had died, he had been angry. When Maxwell Church had burned, he had been outraged. When Heero had self-destructed, he had been furious. Even when Deathscythe had been blown up, he had been fuming; but this feeling... this was completely different... and it frightened him like nothing else ever had. He closed his eyes, still able to recall with damning clarity the scene that had unfolded over an hour ago.
~~~ Duo walked across the gymnasium on his way back to his and Heero's office. The case they were working on had required him to go to the records division for a research request, and Duo was enjoying a break from working at his desk. Although Heero could have probably hacked his way into the necessary files, nowadays they tried to follow procedures as much as they could... or at least when it wasn't inconvenient; Duo smiled at that thought. They didn't have to leave for their mission for another three days, so they had plenty of time to prepare for it, and Duo was glad for the downtime. His good mood was soon shattered as he heard someone speaking, causing the braided Preventer to pause before he rounded the bend by the locker rooms.
"Yeah, that pansy-assed Maxwell and his faggot-boyfriend Yuy. I don't know why they give them such privileges. It's not like they're all that special."
Duo tensed. What the hell? He stopped, still out of sight, to listen as a somewhat familiar male voice continued ranting.
"I mean, I doubt that longhaired sissy would have even been accepted as a field agent if it weren't for the fact he was supposedly a Gundam pilot."
"Well, he really was a Gundam pilot. I've seen the records," came a younger male voice, sounding a little nervous at his companion's choice of conversation, Duo noted in satisfaction. Most people knew that Duo Maxwell wasn't a pushover, but apparently the idiot attacking his credentials didn't. Duo heard the first male snort in disgust.
"So what? He's nothing without his mecha. You can just look at him and see that he's a wuss. That long hair is enough to tip a real man off that he's dealing with a cock-sucking pussy. I bet he couldn't even defend himself if his suicidal fuck-toy wasn't around... "
"Wanna see for yourself?" Duo asked as he walked around the corner so the speaker, who he identified as an agent named Reynolds, and the man Reynolds was speaking to, could both see him. Duo was still trying to process what the other man had said. Reynolds had provided back up on a mission a couple months ago, which had ended badly. Duo had given him a direct order to hold his position; Reynolds hadn't, and it had caused one of the other agents to get shot, though thankfully not fatally. Duo had written Reynolds up. The braided boy could understand the other man being upset, but this was ridiculous. If the man had only said something about him, he could have lived with that even, but the prick had called Heero his... Duo couldn't even repeat the phrase in his head he was so pissed. "Why don't we see if this longhaired sissy can kick your ass?"
Reynolds sneered at him. "Right. Like I'm stupid enough to get into a fight with another agent here."
Duo grinned, but the light of Shinigami was in his eyes. "We'll do it by the book, Reynolds. Self-defense mat, right here in the gym where everyone can see," he offered as he flipped open the cuffs of his shirt to roll up his sleeves. Inside he was so angry he wanted blood, but he knew it would be better to teach the bastard a lesson he wouldn't forget... in front of their peers. "Come on. Are you scared of me? Thought you said I couldn't even defend myself. Yuy isn't around, so what are you waiting for?"
Reynolds glared at him, and then glanced at his companion briefly; his pride obviously made his decision. "Fine."
Duo strode back into the gym, Reynolds and the other man following. Duo looked at his opponent, taking in his size and age carefully -- rather muscular build and around 35 years old. They went over to the class that was currently using the mat. Duo interrupted the instructor apologetically.
"I don't mean to intrude. I'm Agent Maxwell. Agent Reynolds and I would like to put on a little... demonstration for your class, if that's all right with you. He feels that I am in need of more training in this particular area, while I feel I am more than adequately skilled. Do you mind?"
The teacher knew exactly whom Agent Maxwell was... he motioned for the two men to go ahead. The agents-in-training cleared the area directly around the mat as the two men stood in the center. Duo took off his tie and belt, pulling his shirt free from his pants. Reynolds snorted derisively at him.
"Are you planning on fighting or getting laid?" he grated out, causing some of the students to snicker.
Duo gave him a level look. The other man had the advantage when it came to clothing, only wearing a tee shirt and shorts. Duo had to try to even the odds by at least making his uniform less restrictive, but he knew better than to try to explain that to the idiot facing him; instead he smiled icily at him.
"I didn't think I was your type, Reynolds," he replied, gaining more snickers from their audience.
Reynolds growled then launched himself at the braided boy. Duo saw the punch coming and deftly blocked it, delivering a blow of his own to the other man's stomach. Reynolds pulled back slightly, trying to get his breath back that the punch had taken away briefly.
"Oh, so you really want to play, do you?" he snarled, lunging towards Duo again.
He caught Duo right across his left cheek, drawing blood from the corner of the braided boy's mouth, but Duo blocked the next swing, making contact with the other man's jaw. Reynolds staggered back but held his ground. They stood there looking at each other for a few seconds, both waiting for an opening.
Duo wanted to provoke the other agent, make him do something stupid so Duo could take him down. "Had enough yet, or do you still think I need Yuy to fight my battles?"
Reynolds growled before moving towards Duo again. The boy who had been raised fighting on the streets easily read his intent. Duo evaded him quickly, using the motion of his turn to sweep Reynolds off balance. The braided boy's foot snaked out and tripped the other man, who landed heavily on the mat. Reynolds quickly hauled himself back up to face him. His face was red with anger at being so humiliated by a boy half his age. He decided to try a little humiliation of his own.
"I don't give a damn whether you can fight or not. You're still a faggot-boy who probably lived on the street whoring yourself. You're not fit to be working as a field agent. The only thing you're good for is a quick fuck in an alley when a woman isn't available. The same goes for your pretty boy Yuy too."
Reynolds didn't get a chance to say anymore. Duo had him pinned down on the mat in an instant. "Heero Yuy is one of the best damn Preventers around, and he certainly doesn't need a piece of shit like you judging him for something you could never understand," Duo grated out as he cut off the other man's air supply easily. "He deserves respect, you son of a bitch!"
The next thing Duo remembered was being pulled off of the other man who was unconscious.~~~
Duo came out of the memory, shaking, his arms wrapped around his body in a defensive gesture. He had stripped down to his boxers without even realizing it. He was glad that the teacher, an agent named Hilliard, had pulled him aside as Reynolds had been taken to the infirmary. The older man had sat with Duo, talking to him in a soothing voice to try to calm him, but Duo could only feel insane rage. Hilliard had said that he would report Reynolds' behavior and make sure Duo didn't get reprimanded for the incident, because it definitely wasn't Duo's fault for his reaction; the whole class would corroborate his story. Duo had thanked him, still trying to dismiss the anger that was coursing through him, as he'd made his way to his office. One look at Heero had made him realize that he couldn't handle anymore, so he'd managed to get Heero to leave for the day.
Duo didn't want to face why he was so angry. Part of it was that Duo could have had to whore himself on the streets growing up if not for Solo and the others, and Reynolds' accusations about that had just hit too close to home. Those comments about Heero were even worse because Duo would never want his partner to have to face doing something like that... ever. Yet, that was only part of it. The other, or actually, the most important reason was something he was trying not to acknowledge. Deep inside the awareness was brewing, wisping to the surface every so often, but Duo kept forcing it back down, not wanting to deal with it. If he let it out, he didn't know if he could put it back again... and that was what had him so terrified. The kind of violent reaction it could provide was something he wasn't ready to handle, and he knew it.
A knock at the door made him jump. Duo closed his eyes. No. He could NOT let Heero in.
"Duo?" came the Japanese boy's voice. "Duo, we need to talk."
Duo shook his head as he spoke. "Heero, not now. Go away, man. It's not safe for you to come in here right now. Please... please just go away."
Heero stood at the door, shocked at the words he was hearing. Not safe? That scared him, more than he wanted to even admit to himself. "Duo. You need to talk. I don't know what happened, but you need to tell me. This isn't like you. Open the door." When he didn't get a response, he turned the doorknob and was surprised to find it unlocked. He then opened the door himself. He was not about to let Duo hide like this. They had been partners long enough now for him to know when the other boy needed to let something out, and this was definitely one of those times. Even if it meant letting Duo yell at him, it was better than seeing Duo self-destruct inside.
Heero took in the other boy as he entered the room. Duo was standing there, arms wrapped around himself, back towards the door, body shaking with emotion.
"Heero, I mean it. Leave me alone. Please... if you value our friendship at all... please." Duo knew he was barely holding onto his self-control... holding on by a thread... and Heero was a hair's breath away from severing it without even knowing. Damn! If he had only remembered to lock his door!
Heero frowned. "Duo, you need to tell me what happened. You can't hide from this. Whatever he said doesn't matter. You shouldn't be so upset..."
"Get the fuck out, Yuy!" Duo's voice rang out, a desperate, angry tone to it. The thoughts going through his mind right then were not rational, not even close. Heero had to leave before...
Heero felt his own anger flare. Duo was being stubborn, and it pissed him off to no end. He strode over to the other boy, grabbing his shoulder to spin him around as he said in a raised voice, "Damn it, Duo! Just tell me what the hell happ..."
He never got to finish his sentence because Duo slammed him against the wall, claiming his mouth in a bruising kiss. It shocked Heero into inaction. All of his training screamed at him to retaliate, but the part of him that had allowed Duo to become his best friend kept those instincts from taking over. He remained still, and as Duo ravaged his mouth, the dark-haired Preventer suddenly felt something stir inside. As Duo pinned his arms to the wall, Heero felt himself begin to respond to the other boy's touch. He'd never felt this way before... ever. Duo was... why was Duo... and then it didn't matter what Duo was doing or why, for the braided boy pulled away, and Heero was lost in a violet glare.
"Do you know what it's like to want something... to need something... so badly, that nothing else fucking matters? Do you? Do you!" Duo shook Heero as he raised his own voice, but before Heero could answer, Duo's lips descending again to plunder.
Heero had seen the rage in the other boy's eyes, and for the first time since he'd known Duo, he was actually intimidated by him; this was not the Duo he had been partners with for over a year. Although Heero was confident that he could keep Duo from hurting him, he didn't want to hurt the other boy in the process. Of course, it was damn hard to concentrate on what he should do when Duo's tongue was in his mouth; Heero couldn't think clearly enough to realize where this was leading, or he may have reacted before things spun out of control. Even though his training had included sexual encounters, this was completely different. He had been trained with women... and Duo certainly wasn't one.
Duo wasn't even thinking anymore. What he had tried so hard to contain earlier had broken free, and he was at its mercy until the desire he had been denying was fulfilled. He had wanted Heero Yuy for so long he didn't even remember when the need had begun. All he knew at that moment was that he was going to have the one thing he had told himself he'd never get. With a growl, he pushed himself away from his desire only to grab him and throw him towards the bed.
Heero was panting when Duo pulled away. Before the former Wing pilot had a chance to regain his senses that had been kissed away, he was shoved forcefully from the wall. He found himself lying on Duo's bed, the breath knocked out of him momentarily. The next thing he knew, his clothes were being ripped off of him, leaving him in nothing but his underwear. Duo was straddling him, the other boy's body rubbing against his in a way no one else had ever dared. Heero felt the situation sliding completely out of his grasp. His body, traitor that it was, refused to fight against the person who was giving it more pleasure than it had ever known in Heero's short life. Duo was lithe yet muscular, his thighs strong yet smooth, his hands rough yet pleasing. Even though Duo was being forceful, it only seemed to turn the Japanese boy on more. Heero felt like he was drowning, and there wasn't a lifeline for him to hold onto except the boy who was taking him deeper under.
Duo felt a sense of satisfaction as he tore the Preventer shirt off of the other boy. Having thief's hands came in handy as he disposed of Heero's shoes, socks, and pants as well. His fevered mind took in the dark-haired boy's body hungrily; Heero was beautiful, absolutely beautiful. Defined chest, long legs, and narrow hips made him irresistible; but it was the face -- that impassive face -- that had always driven Duo to distraction. Those eyes haunted him dreams and heated his blood; it was time to claim what had always been his. Duo leaned down, roughly kissing the other boy again, a sign of dominance that would be obeyed. When Heero didn't struggle, Duo felt his out-of-control passion overwhelm everything else.
Heero let Duo kiss him again, the feeling of the other boy's tongue filling the emptiness he hadn't known existing until then. He moaned as he felt Duo's hand slide down his leg, long fingers trailing over his cloth-bound arousal. Heero arched into the touch, feeling his erection grow from the determined strokes it was receiving. It felt so much better than when he touched himself. If it had been anyone else, he would have already stopped him, but this was Duo, the boy Heero trusted with his life on a daily basis. Heero knew Duo would never really hurt him... ever. If it hadn't been for that certainty, Heero would have never allowed it to go that far. As it was, he barely noticed when Duo took off his underwear.
Duo let his hands roam over Heero's body, savoring the feel of strong muscle and soft skin. He quickly removed his own boxers and reached for the tube of lubricant he kept in his nightstand, his runaway desires still allowing for some rational thought. He looked down at the boy beneath him and reached for him. With a strength that surprised Heero once again, Duo rolled the other boy over onto his stomach.
"You walked into Shinigami's lair tonight, soldier boy," Duo whispered into Heero's ear as he straddled his thighs again, feeling the other boy shiver at his breath caressing him. "You walked in, and I'll be damned if you leave without knowing who you belong to."
Heero could tell from the sound of the other boy's voice that Duo was reacting purely from emotions that had been triggered earlier. The rage was fueling Duo's actions, yet there was something else beneath that, and it was that something that kept Heero from stopping Duo initially. He felt his partner spread his cheeks apart and gasped. Duo wouldn't... Heero cried out as a slick finger penetrated his entrance. It didn't hurt exactly, but it wasn't comfortable either. No one had ever done this to him. This was going a little too far...
"Duo... don't... Duo..." was all he could managed to pant out before Duo struck something inside him. "DUO!" It felt like nothing Heero had ever felt before, and his erection that was trapped against the rough sheets pulsed from the stimulation.
"Don't?" Duo growled as he added another finger. "I don't think you're in any position to tell me what to do, Yuy. I told you to get out, but you wouldn't listen. Do you now understand why I told you? Do you?"
Heero yelled again as Duo hit that spot repeatedly, the additional digit causing some pain, but the pleasure making him unsure of what he really wanted. "No! Yes! Yes, I understand. Duo... please..."
"Please? Now that's a word I want to hear a lot before this is over. Beg me, Heero. Beg me to fuck you, and I will. I'll give you what you've always wanted... what I've always wanted. Beg me!" Duo added a third finger, stretching Heero quickly.
Heero's erection was rubbing against the cotton fabric beneath him, giving him friction yet not providing what his body seemed to be wanting. He was confused, but his body seemed to be responding to Duo's touch regardless. "Please... please..." Heero felt tears fill his eyes -- tears of frustration at not understanding sooner just how upset Duo had been, and tears of humiliation at begging his best friend to do this. Heero knew he had no choice because his body needed it so badly. "Please... f-f-fuck me, Duo... please."
With another possessive growl, Duo lubed his own arousal then grabbed Heero's hips, forcing the other boy onto his hands and knees. Rubbing his hardness between Heero's soft cheeks, against the boy's virgin opening, Duo moaned. "Oh yeah, baby. That's exactly what I'm going to do to you." Without any hesitation, he thrust into Heero in one powerful motion.
"Ahhhh!" Heero screamed as his body tensed from the invasion. Pain radiated from where Duo entered him, and Heero could only think that he was grateful the other boy had been enough in his right mind to use lube. He could feel Duo pause; it didn't last long.
Duo remained motionless as he tried his best not to climax immediately. Heero was so tight, and the way the boy's body caressed Duo's length was almost maddening. He waited for a moment until he had himself under better bodily control, and then began to pull out. "Heero... oh, Heero... so good."
Heero gasped as Duo pulled out of him almost all the way only to thrust back inside almost savagely. If not for Duo striking that spot again, Heero would have been yelling out in sheer pain instead of the mixture of pleasure and pain. The difference changed Heero's reaction. He never would have thought that he would enjoy something like this, but the feeling was overwhelming, and Heero could not keep from wanting more. "Ahhh! Duo... again... please..."
Duo groaned as he complied with Heero's request. He began to thrust in and out of the other boy, the quickening pace making both of them cry out in ecstasy as they moved closer and closer to orgasm. Duo pounded into him, hitting Heero's prostate over and over again as he let his body enjoy the feeling of having what it had wanted for so long.
"Tell me, Heero. Tell me you belong to me," Duo demanded, his hand brushing Heero's erection teasingly.
"Nnnn..." Heero moaned at the phantom touch. He wanted -- no, needed -- Duo to touch him. "Duo... I..."
"Say it, Heero!" Duo yelled, his hand grasping Heero firmly, but not moving. He kept on pistoning in and out of Heero's body, driving them both towards the edge. "Who do you belong to?"
"You!" Heero cried out, desperate for release. "You, Duo... only you... no one but you..."
Duo began stroking the dark-haired boy, thrusting into him in time with the motions. It only took a couple of moments before Heero was climaxing, his seed spraying the sheets beneath him as he yelled out in complete and utter bliss for the first time by someone else's hand.
"Duo! Yes, Duo! YES, DUO!" Heero allowed the feeling to completely overtake his senses. It was more intense than anything he could remember feeling, and he knew he could never live without it again. He lost consciousness after feeling the wet warmth of Duo's release fill him and hearing the sound of Duo shouting his name as he came.
Duo thrust into Heero once more and felt the wildfire spread through him in blinding completion. "Heero! Oh, Heero!" He pumped his passion into the body beneath him and collapsed, the tension from the day's emotional roller coaster leaving his body as he slipped into a post-orgasmic sleep.
Duo groaned as he regained consciousness. His mind was in a haze, and it took him a while to realize that it was morning and he was naked in his own bed. Now how had that happened? Violet eyes opened in horror as the answer presented itself in the form of his short-term memory -- a clear recollection of what had transpired with Agent Reynolds, followed by what had happened after he and Heero had gotten home.
"Heero," Duo whispered, anguish tingeing his words as he remembered what he'd done. "Oh, Heero..." He closed his eyes and tried to convince himself that it had just been a dream... a nightmare that had not really taken place... but his heart knew that was not the case. He could smell the scent of sex on the sheets, and although he knew his body had enjoyed it, Duo felt his heart ache from just remembering... he looked quickly at the clock, seeing that it was almost ten o'clock. "Shit!" He was definitely late for work...
He spotted a note lying on his table. With shaking hands, he picked it up and read it slowly.
'Duo,
I thought it would be best to let you sleep this morning. If you want to come on into work after you wake up, that's fine. I don't know what happened between you and Reynolds yesterday, but I plan on finding out first thing when I reach HQ. I'm sorry that I tried to make you talk to me last night when you told me to leave. I didn't realize just how upset you were, and what happened between us was my fault. Forgive me for not listening to you. I will try to remember the consequences of my actions in the future. I'll see you either at work or when I get home. I left you some coffee. Be sure to turn off the coffee pot before you leave or go back to sleep.
Heero.'
Duo let the paper drop from his fingers as his heart beat frantically. It was the longest note Heero had ever left him, and that within itself told Duo how upset Heero really was. The other boy was trying to act like nothing had changed between them, but Duo knew better. He had... he closed his eyes, unable to accept what he had done to the person who meant the most to him in the Earth and Colonies. Even though Heero should have left him alone last night, it did not excuse him for... what he'd done. Collapsing back onto his bed, Duo buried his face in his pillow and let the bitter tears of regret wrack his body until he couldn't cry anymore. He didn't know how he would ever face his best friend... if Heero even was still his best friend.
Heero looked up as his partner walked through their office door at two in the afternoon. He immediately noticed the redness around Duo's eyes, and how those eyes would not meet his. He had hoped that his note had put the other boy at ease, had taken great care with what he'd said just to make sure, but apparently it hadn't conveyed enough to make Duo understand that everything was going to be all right. True, they had slept together, but that didn't mean that their friendship had to end. If Duo didn't want that to happen again, Heero would accept it and just be friends. His heart didn't want for that to be the outcome, and his body sure as hell was complaining about the possibility, but Heero cared too much about Duo to ruin what they had if the other boy didn't want more than that.
Heero had awakened sometime after their encounter the previous night to find Duo fast asleep. He'd watched the other boy for a long time as he'd slumbered. With regret, Heero had gotten out of Duo's bed and gone to his own room, thinking they both needed some time alone. There, he had replayed the series of events, analyzing how and why they had happened. Duo never should have lost complete control like that, but then again, Heero shouldn't have tried to force the other boy to talk to him either. Both of them had been wrong, but Heero blamed himself more than he did Duo because he knew how unstable the other boy could become if faced with something like what Duo had endured yesterday. Heero had found out exactly what had been said, and his anger at Reynolds had been intense enough to make him want to seek the other agent out and administer some more justice of his own, but he had refrained. No, Heero didn't blame Duo for being upset. The fact that he had enjoyed the American's attentions was rather shocking though, but Heero could not deny that he had, nor would he if Duo asked. Looking at his best friend, Heero seriously doubted they would have that conversation though.
"Did you turn off the coffee pot?" Heero asked, his eyes resting on the other boy heavily. He needed to say something, even if it did sound ordinary and bland in light of their new situation.
Duo looked over at his partner, his violet eyes meeting Heero's blue for a moment before looking away again. 'Damn it! Why did this have to happen?' he thought angrily. He felt his gut twist into knots as he tried to come to terms with last night, but he just didn't know how to do it.
"Yeah, I did," Duo replied softly, wanting to say a thousand other things as he sat down quickly.
Heero watched the braided boy power up his computer and begin working. He looked back down at the report he had been trying to type all morning, without success, due to worrying about how Duo was going to act around him. Heero didn't know what to say, so he just concentrated on getting as much work done as possible before it was time to go home. They would have to talk about this; he refused to let what happened take away his best friend.
Duo focused on the statistics sheet he had been compiling for Une that needed to be done before he and Heero left for their mission. Duo glanced at the other boy, wondering how they were going to work together when he couldn't even look at him without feeling nauseous over what he'd done. He quickly turned his attention back to the numbers and lost himself in mindless spreadsheet calculations. He didn't even realize for how long; it was almost six o'clock when he heard Heero's chair pull away from his desk.
Heero was downright concerned. Duo never worked past five o'clock unless they were on a mission. Duo hadn't taken a single break all afternoon, and the braided boy usually took no less than three, getting coffee, or soda, or a snack. Duo hadn't spoken another word either, and although anyone would have said that it was a dream come true for Heero, the dark-haired boy was going absolutely stir-crazy without Duo's chatter. He had gotten used to the other boy's ramblings, and they had become an intrinsic part of Heero's day, helping to pass the time until they could leave for home. Duo also hadn't touched him at all, and that was probably the thing Heero had missed the most. Duo was always touching him, leaning over his shoulder, patting him on the back, or ruffling his hair. No breaks, no words, and no touches... it simply wasn't acceptable to Heero, and he wasn't about to let it continue. Getting up from his desk, he walked over to the door... and locked it. Everyone else in their department had gone home for the evening, but he wanted to be sure they would not be interrupted in case someone passed by.
Duo didn't want to go home. Going home meant facing this, and he didn't know if he could. He watched his partner get up, but was surprised to see the other boy just lock the door and turn back around. The determined look on Heero Yuy's face made him swallow... hard.
"Did I not make myself clear in my note this morning?" Heero asked, his frustration evident.
"Heero, I... I just..." Duo closed his eyes. "There's nothing I can say to... to... make it all right again... I just..." He wanted to say he was sorry, but the words just seemed so trite.
Heero walked over to him. "You were angry last night, and you had every reason to be from what I found out that Reynolds said to you," Heero explained. "I'm sorry, Duo. I handled the situation poorly, and because of that..."
"You're sorry?" Duo almost shouted, his control slipping as the guilt and remorse flooded him. "What the hell do you have to be sorry for? I raped you, Heero! I took you against your will, damn it! If anyone should be sorry, it's me!"
Heero took a step backwards, shocked beyond belief. "Is that what you think happened?"
"That's what I know happened!" Duo stood, facing the person he had wronged in the worst possible way in his mind. "I made you beg, Heero. I forced you into my bed and touched you until you had no choice but to beg me for it."
Heero tried to remain calm. "Duo, do you seriously think that I couldn't have stopped you if you were hurting me?" He waited for Duo to realize what he was saying, but when the other boy just continued to shake his head in denial, Heero went on, "I admit that I wasn't exactly aware of what was happening at first, but when it came to the point of consent, I gave it to you."
Duo felt his knees give out and quickly sat back down in his chair. "You didn't," he almost sobbed.
"I did!" Heero repeated firmly. He knew that this couldn't continue. In Duo's mind, he had forced Heero to have sex with him. Heero knew it wasn't true, but what mattered was the fact that Duo thought it was. He put himself in the other boy's place, trying to think of something that would make Duo feel like everything was okay. There was only one way he could think of to show Duo how he really felt. He reached down and raised Duo's chin, forcing their eyes to meet.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Duo asked breathlessly, not knowing what to make of the look Heero had on his face. Those blue eyes were trying to tell him something, but Duo still couldn't accept it.
Heero leaned down and captured Duo's mouth in a gentle but firm kiss. When Duo gasped, Heero let his tongue plunge inside, tasting his partner's sweetness again. He placed his hands on Duo's shoulders, deepening the kiss until they were both struggling for breath. He finally released Duo's mouth and pulled away. Without a word, he knelt in front of his friend, letting his hands rest on Duo's legs lightly, his fingers curling around to caress Duo's pants behind his bent knees.
"Heero?"
Heero let his hands slide up Duo's thighs, listening as the other boy's breath caught. Slowly, he let his fingers brush across Duo's groin, feeling the other boy harden under his touch. He knew he had to prove to Duo that there was still something between them... more between them than ever before.
"What are you...?" Duo asked shakily, watching the other boy in disbelief.
Heero leaned forward, unbuttoning Duo's pants. His eyes never left Duo's as he carefully unzipped the garment, and then folded back the flaps of cloth to reveal the growing bulge beneath. "Lift up."
Duo was finding it hard to breathe, but he obeyed Heero without protest. Whatever Heero was going to do was justified, and Duo would not deny him anything at this point. Heero stripped him of his pants and underwear in no time. Duo watched as Heero leaned in and breathed across his arousal, the feeling causing his hips to buck up as he cried out.
"Heero!"
Heero took that moment to flick his tongue over the head of Duo's erection, eliciting another moan from the braided American in response. He then lapped at the tip, licking the fluid leaking there already. He'd never done this before, but the taste of Duo was enough to get him instantly addicted. He tongued the shaft, caressing it languidly as Duo made noises of pleasure.
Duo was lost in sensation. Where the hell had Heero learned to do that? It felt better than anything he'd ever felt before from any of his lovers. Was Heero his lover? Heero had said that he had consented, so Duo hadn't really taken him by force. Still, Duo couldn't help but feel like he had at least taken advantage of Heero. Duo wondered if he could call this being taken advantage of, but that thought quickly faded as Heero plunged Duo's erection all the way into his mouth; Duo screamed as the wet heat enveloped him.
Heero reached down and unzipped his own pants, allowing his hand to slide inside to rub against his own throbbing erection as he sucked and licked Duo's. Passion-filled violet met his hazy blue as Duo looked down at him. Those eyes widened as they realized what Heero was doing with his one hand to himself. Heero moved his free hand to cup Duo's sac gently, rolling the other boy's balls together with his callused fingers. He was enjoying the velvety feel of Duo's tender skin there and made a mental note to explore it with his tongue another time; Heero hoped there would be another.
Duo felt his arousal harden even more as he watched Heero's hand move inside his pants. The idea of Heero Yuy jerking off while giving him a blowjob was beyond anything he'd ever imagined could really happen. What the hell was Heero doing now? He felt vibrations from Heero's mouth course through his groin. Was Heero humming? He looked down and confirmed that Heero was indeed humming... and it was a song Duo knew well, 'Lick It Up' by KISS. Needless to say, Duo was stunned, but when Heero began caressing him as well, his mind didn't have time to ponder the other boy's creativity; instead, Duo focused on the heat building inside, the feeling of tongue and lips, of fingers and hand. It all released in an incredible moment of raw intensity as his seed erupted from his pulsing member.
"HEERO!"
Heero pumped his own arousal, letting the tension become almost unbearable. When he heard Duo cry out his name, this time in complete awareness of what was happening, he let himself give into the pleasure. Moaning as his own seed began pulsing out of him, he was caught off guard a little when stream after stream of Duo's essence filled his mouth. He swallowed what he could of it, yet some managed to escape to trail down his chin. He finally pulled away, catching his breath.
Duo felt completely boneless. He could barely open his eyes to look at Heero, but the sight that met them was something he would never forget; Heero kneeling there, pants undone, come dribbling from his mouth, a completely satisfied expression on his face. Duo didn't know what to say. Apparently, Heero knew that.
Standing abruptly, Heero decided he needed to give Duo time to think about what had just happened. He removed his button-down shirt, using it to wipe his mouth. Leaving his white tee shirt hanging out, he carefully zipped his pants. His eyes never left Duo's during the whole process. Once he was sure he was presentable, he turned and walked towards the door. Pausing there, he looked back around to see Duo still spread out in his office chair, pants and underwear removed, drying seed on his thighs and groin, some of his hair having worked its way out of his braid during their encounter; Heero thought the boy had never looked sexier or more beautiful than at that moment.
"I'm going home. As far as I'm concerned, we're even now. I will NOT let you ruin our relationship just because you took my virginity in a moment of passion." He waited, debating over whether he should say more or not. A wicked glint filled his blue eyes as he smirked at his partner. "If you want more of what has happened between us since last night, just let me know. If you want to just remain friends, that's all right too. As for me, I know I'll be masturbating to the memory of this for a long, long time."
With that, Heero unlocked the door, opened it, and left. Duo just sat there for a long time, staring at the open door, trying to understand what had just happened.
Duo sighed as he lay in bed. It was morning again. Looking at the clock, he still had another fifteen minutes or so before he HAD to get up and start getting ready for work. He could hear the shower going, Heero obviously already awake. Duo let his mind go back to the previous night.
He had walked home from HQ, Heero having taken the car. That had been all right. Heero had known that Duo needed time to think, and Duo loved to walk, so it had all worked out. When Duo had first entered the apartment, he hadn't known exactly what to do, but Heero had walked in from the kitchen, announcing that he had stopped off on the way home and rented some movies, and that pizza was on its way. They had settled down and enjoyed the evening, much like they always had before what Duo was calling 'The Incident' had happened. Duo had waited for Heero to make some kind move on him as it began to get late, but Heero had simply yawned, told Duo goodnight, and retired for the evening. Duo had sat on the couch for another hour, wondering what the hell he was going to do.
Now, Duo was lying in bed wondering the same thing. "I took his virginity," he observed softly to himself. "I was the first person to touch him like that, and yet, he let me because... because..."
Why HAD Heero let him? Duo furrowed his brows. It wasn't because Heero couldn't have gotten away; Heero had made it quite clear to Duo that he could have kept Duo from hurting him. Well, Duo hadn't actually hurt him, but still... why had Heero let Duo take him like that? Duo was still trying to figure it out.
The longhaired boy noticed that the shower was still running. That was odd. Heero never used the shower this long. Fear gripped Duo's heart, and before he could keep himself from reacting, he was out of the bed and rushing to the bathroom. Once outside the door, though, he paused. What? Did he think Heero would hurt himself? Duo shook his head. That was stupid. Heero wouldn't do something like that. Looking at the door, Duo berated himself for being so silly... then wondered what Heero looked like wet and naked.
He opened the door slowly, slipping inside with the grace only a former thief would have. The room was steamy, and Duo couldn't help but get aroused as he thought about what he was doing. His eyes soon found the sight he had been seeking; Heero was standing under the water, naked, eyes closed, with what appeared to be a look of pleasure on his face. Duo let his eyes roam over the muscular body and almost gasped when he realized why Heero looked so blissful; Heero was stroking himself slowly. Duo watched those strong fingers pump the dark-haired boy's arousal and felt a longing inside. It wasn't the same out-of-control raging need to possess from the other night; instead, the passion was tempered with the desire to please. Before he could talk himself out of it, he slipped out of his boxers and walked towards the shower.
Heero was lost in fantasy. He let the memory of the previous evening at work fill him, changing details to fit the moment as he stroked himself. In his mind, he was standing in front of the filing cabinet, looking for a folder. He felt someone step behind him, pressing his arousal against Heero's ass teasingly. Oh yeah, he had no doubt that Duo would be a tease if they were really lovers on a regular basis. His mind didn't register the fact that the arousal he was feeling wasn't clothed, like he had been imagining that it was. He kept pumping himself, and then gasped as another hand wrapped around his. He hadn't imagined that either.
"Need help with that?" purred a voice into his ear.
Heero's eyes flew open as he realized that he was still in the shower and Duo actually was behind him, pressing against him, touching him. He turned his head slightly to look at the other boy. Heero could see the trepidation and hope shining in those violet depths staring back at him.
"Only if you promise it will not be the last time," he replied huskily, his emotions there in his blue eyes for Duo to read openly.
Duo then understood. Heero had let him take him because deep inside, Heero had wanted him. Maybe the other boy had never admitted it before, but it must have made Heero realize it then. Duo felt his heart leap at the chance to maybe have the one thing he'd always wanted... completely. His own words from the other night came back to him. He had told Heero that he was giving the other boy what Heero had always wanted. Somehow even Duo had known deep inside how Heero truly felt about him.
"I promise," Duo whispered, as he leaned forward and took Heero's lips in a gentle yet passionate kiss.
Heero turned, allowing himself to press his naked body against Duo's as their kiss deepened. He moaned as Duo's hand reached down to grasp both of their erections, rubbing the wet tips together slowly. "Duo... please... I need..."
Duo pulled away and smiled. "You don't have to beg, Heero. I'll give you anything you want."
Heero's passion-glazed eyes met Duo's. "Just touch me... just let me feel you... I want... I want to feel you climax against me."
Duo smirked, delighted at the request. "Then that's what you're going to get."
Duo began stroking them both, using both hands to tease them, still letting their hot, hard, velvety skin glide against each other as the water sprayed down on them. Their seed mixed as he pumped them, tip to tip, thrusting his hips in pleasure. Heero just held onto Duo, enjoying the amazing feeling of what his braided lover was doing to him. This was so much better than fantasizing. He had feared that Duo just wanted to remain friends, but now... now he would have his best friend for a lover. What could be better?
It didn't take long before they were both panting, groaning each other's names as they moved together, both relishing the intimate contact, knowing the other was enjoying it. Heero wanted Duo to come first, so he reached down and began rubbing his fingers down Duo's shaft, adding to the stimulation.
"Oh yeah, Heero!" Duo cried out as the other boy's touch completely overwhelmed him. He felt the liquid heat release from his body, flowing over Heero's tip as Duo came hard.
Heero felt Duo shudder against him, the wet warmth covering his own arousal. It was so erotic, so fulfilling, to feel his lover's essence pulsing out against his tip, and that sent Heero over the edge. Throwing his head back, he let the incredible feeling course through him, and then exit out again as he reached climax.
"Duo! Oh, yes, my Duo!"
They both leaned against the shower wall, trying to catch their breath. Duo finally reached behind them and turned off the water that was beginning to turn cool. Heero took the opportunity to pull Duo closer to him when the braided boy started to step back.
"Heero, man, I would love to stay in the shower all day with you, but I was late yesterday, and Une will have my ass in a sling if we're late today."
Heero frowned. "Fuck Une."
Duo laughed before leaning forward to kiss his disappointed lover. "No, but I'd like you to fuck me. It'll just have to wait until tonight."
Heero scowled for a moment then nodded in agreement. "I guess. The water was getting cold anyway."
Duo smiled before stepping out of the shower to grab a towel. "Don't sound so down about it. Doesn't mean I won't tease you all day at work just for fun."
Heero watched his partner walk out and felt his heart fill with anticipation.
Heero watched Duo typing. All day he had waited for Duo to tease him, but Duo had refrained from doing so. Just when Heero had thought Duo was going to say something, someone would show up and ruin the moment. The fear that Duo didn't want anyone to know about them reasserted itself, and Heero didn't know what to think. Was Duo ashamed of a relationship with him? After what Reynolds had said, was Duo worried about how others would see them if they were more than friends? Heero was beginning to wonder... and it scared him.
"Duo?"
The braided boy looked up and smiled. "Yeah, Heero? What's up?"
Heero looked back down at his keyboard, not knowing exactly what to say. He felt anger suddenly take precedence, and before he could think about what he was doing, he began powering down his computer. He could feel Duo's eyes on him, and looked to see a puzzled expression on his partner's face.
"I'm going home," he explained as he stood and grabbed his jacket.
"Heero? What's wrong? Heero?"
Heero heard Duo but didn't stop, only quickened his steps. He gave the elevator a glance but took the stairs instead. By the time he reached the outside door, Heero was running.
Duo sat in the living room, his arms wrapped around a pillow tightly. Heero was not home yet. Duo had sat at the office for a few minutes before taking off after his partner, but when he reached the garage, he found their car still there. Duo had driven around, looking for some sign of the other boy, but Heero had just seemed to disappear. It was almost eleven, and Duo was really beginning to worry. He'd known something was wrong after a couple hours at work, but he didn't know what. Heero kept giving him these longing looks, but Duo didn't know what the other boy wanted. Every time Duo had tried to talk to him, someone had interrupted, and Heero had retreated even more. Duo just didn't understand.
He had so hoped that this was the beginning of a good relationship, but if Heero couldn't talk to him, how good was that? Duo tried to be fair to Heero, reasoning that the other boy was dealing with emotions that he probably didn't understand completely, but still -- Duo was hurt that Heero hadn't trusted him enough to talk to him.
"And why would he trust you, baka, you damn near raped him the first time you were together," Duo said to himself bitterly. Even though Heero had tried to make Duo see it as something else, Duo couldn't help but feel that way. He had so hoped that tonight, by Heero making love to him, he could get beyond that. Duo shook his head. That did not seem a likely possibility now.
The vid-phone buzzed, and Duo rushed to answer it. "Yes?"
Une's face appeared on the screen. "Duo, it's Une. I just wanted to let you know that the mission has been scrubbed. Other developments have made it unnecessary."
Duo frowned. "What happened?"
Une sighed. "We found out which operative was selling information from an informant. It checked out."
Duo nodded in understanding. "Gotcha. I'll let Heero know."
"You two deserve some down time. I promised you a few days off when you returned from your last mission. Consider yourselves on leave until next Wednesday. Une out."
Duo didn't get a chance to thank her before she disconnected the call. He smirked. That was just like Une... never wanted to chitchat. His smile faded as he thought about the fact that he and Heero were now going to be home for the next few days together, and he didn't know if that was a good thing or a bad thing now. Duo took a deep breath. Well, he was going to make it a good thing. Whatever Heero was upset about was going to be discussed, and they were going to come to some conclusion before returning to work. Duo needed his partner... and his lover.
Duo jumped when he heard the door open. He turned around to see Heero pull off his jacket. The other boy wouldn't look at him, and Duo felt himself getting angry. This had to stop!
"Heero, I don't know why you're upset, but this running away shit isn't going to work! Now talk to me, damn it!"
Heero was taken back for a moment. He just stood there, unsure of what to say. He had been walking around for hours, not knowing what to do. He still didn't know. Looking at Duo, he felt so lost.
"Why were you so distant today? Were you ashamed of me? Of us?"
Duo gaped at him. "What are you talking about? Heero, I tried to talk to you all day, but every time I started to, someone would come into the office, and by the time they'd left, you were busy doing something else. I didn't want to bother you, and I kept thinking you would finish what you were doing and talk to me, but you never did."
"You mean... I just thought... you don't mind... if anyone knows, I mean?"
Duo looked at Heero and saw the hesitation there. Did Heero really think that he would want to keep it a secret? "Is that what you thought?" When Heero nodded, Duo sighed heavily. "No, Heero, and I hope you don't mind either, because I don't think I can act one way around you at work and another around home. It would just be too... well... difficult."
Heero swallowed. "So that means we really are lovers then. Not just friends, not just partners, but really lovers?"
Duo frowned and stepped closer to Heero. "I thought we established that in the shower this morning?"
Heero sighed. "I just want to be sure, Duo. If you really want me, I'm yours. But if you just want to have a sexual relationship, I don't know if I can just do that. I... I feel too much for that."
Duo's face brightened at those words. Heero really wanted this... he really wanted him. "I do too, Heero. I could never just have sex with you. The other night..." Duo paused for a moment, trying to let go of the guilt he still felt by admitting to himself what had really been behind his actions. He then continued, "the other night, it wasn't just sex then. I know I... acted rather... possessive and dominating... but it was just because I... I wanted to believe that... that you were giving into me because you wanted to."
Heero smiled. "I did."
Duo smiled back. "I know, but at the time, I didn't think you were." Duo motioned for them to sit down on the couch. They both sat facing each other, and Duo went on. "I was angry about what Reynolds said, yes, but that wasn't what made me so upset."
"What did?" Heero asked, wanting to know... needing to know.
Duo looked down at his hands that were fiddling with the hem of his shirt. "I've wanted you for a long time. I never thought I would ever have you, Heero. When he said what he did, it hurt so much, because he was sneering at what my heart wanted more than anything." Violet looked back up into blue. "He condemned us for something we didn't have... for something I wanted us to have. The very thing he held in contempt was a dream I cherished."
Heero reached out a hand tentatively, letting it rest on Duo's. "I'm sorry, Duo. I'm sorry I didn't realize how I felt sooner. I guess it just took what happened to make me see what I wanted."
Duo laced his fingers with Heero's. "It's okay. It wasn't your fault. I just couldn't control the anger at being degraded for something I wasn't even getting to do. When you came into my room, that anger focused on one thing: If someone like him thought we were lovers, why couldn't you see it? It just made me angrier that you were right in front of me, and I couldn't do anything about it." Duo shook his head. "That was when I decided that I couldn't wait any longer."
Heero couldn't help but smile. "Well, I have to admit, when you shoved me against the wall and began devouring my mouth, I was so stunned I didn't know what to think."
"Why didn't you stop me?"
Heero thought about that for a minute. He had pondered that more than once since the other night. "Even though I had been trained to endure sexual advances, no one else had ever tried to touch me like that, Duo. It felt good. Even though you were restraining me, my body responded to your touch." He looked sheepishly at the other boy. "When you... you know... put your finger inside me, I didn't know what to expect. That's why I told you 'no'. I was afraid, but then you rubbed against something inside me, and nothing but pleasure mattered after that."
Duo smiled. "So it was a good experience? You... you enjoyed it?" he asked tentatively.
Heero pulled Duo's face to his, rested their foreheads together. "Hell yes, I enjoyed it! I didn't want to leave your bed, but I was afraid..."
Duo frowned. "Of what? Me? Of what I might do when I woke up?"
Heero shook his head, their noses bumping gently. "No, Duo. I was afraid when you realized what you did, that you wouldn't want to ever do it again," he replied softly.
Duo closed his eyes. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that Heero would be worried that they wouldn't sleep together again. "Heero, I didn't just want to have sex with you," he began, trying to find the right words to say. "I want a relationship. I want sex in the shower and cuddling in bed. I want fights in the living room and cuddling in bed. I want teasing at work and cuddling in bed..."
Heero couldn't help but laugh. "I think I get the 'cuddling in bed' part, Duo."
Duo grinned. Then his expression softened. "I've always wanted more than just a sexual relationship with you. When I woke up after... you know... I thought I had crossed the line. I was afraid that I had not only ruined my chances at becoming more than friends, but ruined our friendship as well. It scared the hell out of me, Heero. Being lovers was my fondest dream, but being friends is my cherished reality. I can't face each day unless you're with me."
Heero pulled Duo into his arms, sighing. "Me neither."
Duo snuggled closer, relishing the feeling inside his heart at the shared words. "I want to fall in love with you. I know I love you, and I sure as hell lust after you, but I want to let myself get to know you so well that..."
"You can finish my sentences for me?" Heero replied hopefully, a glimmer of humor in his voice.
Duo pulled away and gave him a mock glare. "So well that I can..."
"Know what I'm thinking before I say it?"
"Damn it, Heero, stop that!"
Heero leaned forward until his lips were almost brushing his longhaired lover's. "So well that you can tell by the way I breathe that I want to make love to you? So well that you can look into my eyes and see that I need you to hold me? So well that you can hear in my voice when something is bothering me?"
Duo felt Heero's words going straight to his heart. Every syllable sent his lover's breath across his parted lips, teasing Duo with slight touches. Duo finally couldn't take it anymore. He whispered, "Yes," before closing the distance to take Heero's lips in a kiss filled with longing and desire. When they finally parted, Heero smiled at him.
"Then why don't we make some hot chocolate and cuddle in bed all evening and just... talk."
Duo's eyes lit up. "You mean that?"
Heero nodded. "I want to fall in love with you too, Duo. I can't think of any reason why I shouldn't begin tonight."
Duo laughed, feeling completely content. "Me neither."
Minutes later, with warm mugs in hand, Heero leaned back against Duo's headboard, cradling Duo against him. The radio was playing softly as they began sharing bits and pieces of themselves they never had before.
Crossing the line had definitely become something good.
The End
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