a 2X1 lemon
Sir Quatre Winner escorted his half-brother Duo unto the estate. "It's been a long time, brother," said the blond gentleman.
"Well, traveling around the world takes time." He was a magnificent sight with his blue eyes and long chestnut hair drawn in a ponytail held by a black ribbon. His wiry frame was dressed in a black jacket and pants with white tights.
"You still wear black," clucked Quatre, disapproving of Duo's monochromatic approach to fashion.
"It suits me."
"So, it does. Want to go riding? The estate has changed while you were away."
"I'm grateful for your managing my part of the estate."
"We are brothers, that is reason enough."
As they went riding around the estate, Lord Maxwell noticed a man surveying the fields. He had intense blue eyes and wild brown hair. "I don't believe I know this man," said Duo. "Who is he?"
"He's Heero Yuy."
"That's an odd name. There's also something a little different about him, but I can't figure out what it is."
"His grandmother was Japanese. Since the Shogun of Japan closed the country from the outside world, his Japanese grandmother went with her Dutch husband to settle north of here. They say that she was really bright, able to read and write in both languages. He's picked up many of her abilities. He's been doing a lot of work for me."
"Oh." He noticed Heero looking at him intently and smiled at him. In all my travels, I've never seen anybody who I fancy as much as this man. If he's of my... persuasion, I would like to know him better... much better. "Invite him to dinner. I want to talk to him."
"Um."
"What's the matter, Quatre?"
"He's not much of a talker."
"Doesn't matter. Still want him at my dinner table," said Duo.
At dinner, Heero sat quietly, eating the venison presented to him. He was dressed in his finest clothes. He was wearing a white shirt, green pants with white tights. His blue jacket was hanging on the chair he was sitting on.
Duo bit his lower lip. He hasn't said anything ever since we entered the house, he thought. He glanced at Quatre.
Quatre sent him back a look that said, Well, I told you so, and shrugged.
Then Duo said, "Is there anything you'd like to know about the countries I've traveled? Ask me anything."
"I'll never go there so what's the use... " Heero said.
Duo frowned. He's not saying it out of anger, but a feeling of resignation.
"Eh, Heero... "
"No, that's OK, Quatre. So, you're not interested in my travels. Well, how about you tell me what you do when you're not helping out Quatre."
"I ride out on the estate... I take one of the horses from the stable."
"You go out by yourself?"
"Yes. Sometimes, I listen to Quatre play the violin or try to teach him the finer points of using the blade. His fencing is quite bad, but his music is good."
Quatre coughed.
Duo smiled at the other man's tactless, straightforward way of talking. I like it very much, he thought. It's so refreshing, especially after all those games of wit and jest played in the court of France, laced with poison and broken glass. His words are plain, but I can tell from his eyes that much more is going on behind them. "Perhaps you would like to fence with me."
Heero smiled a little and said, "If you like."
"Is there anybody waiting for you in your hometown?" said Duo.
"There's a girl who loves me, but I've told her that I don't care for her."
"Why is that?"
"I can't be the man that she wants me to be." Heero then drank a sip of the wine.
Duo thought, I'm going to act on a hunch. He took off his boot and slowly began to stroke Heero's ankles with his toes.
Heero looked surprised, then looked directly at Duo, who kept massaging Heero's calf.
"Is something wrong, Heero?" said Quatre."
"No, not really."
Duo slowly pulled his foot away. He looked at Heero's face and found it unreadable. He hadn't reacted violently, but he hadn't flirted back. Still, that's something, isn't it, Duo thought.
"How about you?" said Heero. "Is there someone waiting for you somewhere?"
"Unfortunately, I have unable to convince my brother to get married," said Quatre, who glared at his brother. "Even with dozens of available ladies who throw themselves at his feet, he refuses to pick one. I dare say that Countess Hilde would be an excellent match."
"Quatre, you're always trying to match people up. Hasn't anybody told you that it's a very annoying habit?" Seeing Heero's bewildered look, he smiled and said, "We always squabble like this. I'm sorry. After dinner, would you mind staying for a little cognac?"
"It'll be very late. I should go back to my cottage."
"There are plenty of rooms here that you could sleep in tonight. I insist."
Heero looked at him, then nodded.
Quatre looked at Duo curiously. Duo simply flashed him a smile. "Heero, I'd like to know something."
"What?"
"Isn't there some place you dream about going?"
Heero looked wistful for a moment. "I'd like to see the ocean, but it really wouldn't matter where as long as the food was edible and I was traveling with someone I liked."
"Ah, hell," said Duo. "If you can eat English food, everything's edible." He pretended to dip his finger into an imaginary pot and said, "Oh, no! It's still moist and yummy. Lets cook the hell out of it for another hour or so and check once more!"
"Duo! No swearing at the dinner table," said Quatre.
Duo looked at Heero who was suppressing his laughter. "He enjoys my swearing."
Quatre give Duo a kick in the shins for his misbehavior. "Don't give your visitor a false view of traveling. There's a lot of ruffians and diseases out there, especially when you go outside the city limits with nothing but your gun and a guide to keep you out of harm's way."
Duo felt his pearl-handled gun he kept under his jacket. "That's all I need, Quatre." He could feel Heero's eyes on him, full of interest and something else.
Duo was awakened in the middle of the night by his door quietly opening. It wouldn't have awakened a normal man, but Duo was used to sleeping in the middle of bandit country. One had to get used to waking at a moment's notice. He took his gun from underneath the pillow and hid it under the sheets, his finger firmly under the covers.
He decided to watch whoever was coming in with narrowed eyes.
To his surprise, it was Heero Yuy. Why did he come?
Heero shut the door quietly behind him, then walked towards the foot of the bed when Duo sat up and pointed his pistol at him. "What are you doing in my room? What were you intending to do, walking towards me when I was asleep?"
"I wanted to talk to you without Quatre interrupting. It's the truth."
Duo lit the lamp by his bed, then swung his feet unto the floor, keeping his pistol on him. "What is so important that you had to creep in like a thief without anybody listening?" He stood up, revealing that he liked to sleep in the nude. Quatre would always scold him about that, saying that if the house was on fire, it would be shameful if he ran out naked. Duo had replied by telling him that if the house was on fire, he would have more pressing needs than to hide himself.
"Why did you keep touching my feet during dinner? Why did you asking me questions and smile at me?"
"Does it bother you?"
"It unsettled me."
Duo listened carefully not only what Heero was saying, but also how it was being said. He's telling the truth. He feels the same way I do, but he doesn't know how to express it. "Come here, come here." Heero hesitantly moved towards him. But before he could get within ten feet of Duo, Duo said, "Stop!"
"What?"
"Take off all your clothes. I didn't survive going around the world by being careless. I have to think about my safety."
Heero slowly took off his shirt and pants, keeping his eyes on Duo. Duo gazed at the Heero's body. There wasn't an ounce of fat, just lean muscle wrapped around a light frame. Duo thought, Absolute perfection like a god. He noticed that his nipples were already erect. Heero's expression, usually cool, was softened by the candlelight and by a little embarrassment.
Duo put his gun down on the table behind him, then took Heero's face between his hands and kissed him. "This is what you really came for, right?" Taking his silence and the quiet acceptance of the kiss as an assent, he continued by nuzzling his neck. He bit gently and licked Heero's neck. "Oh, let me worship you," he sighed into his ear before toying with his earlobe with his teeth. He gently pushed his lover unto the bed.
He looked at Heero's feet and kissed each of his toes, then the soles of his feet. Duo watched as Heero wriggled his toes from the sensation of having them sucked. "Wasn't expecting that, were you?"
"I didn't know what to expect."
"Well, how about this then?" He started a flurry of kisses all the way from his ankle to his inner thigh. He paused to gently caress Heero's abs with his fingertips and lips. "I swear, Heero Yuy. In all my travels, I never seen anyone that compares to you." He lay his head on Heero's stomach rubbing his cheek against that taut skin before wrapping his lips around the almost erect shaft and whirling his tongue against his foreskin.
He felt Heero grab for his hair almost blindly and grabbed his hands and held them down on the bed as he continued to suck, hum and lick his penis. He could hear Heero groan and writhe, totally lost in the new sensations. He felt the liquid shoot into his mouth and swallowed it.
Duo crawled up on the bed and faced him. "Enjoy that?"
Heero nodded his head, his expression taking on a dreamy quality.
"There's more... "
"More?"
"Oh, come, come. I'm not done yet," Duo said. He slowly pushed his tongue into the welcoming warmth of Heero's mouth. He sat up and reached into a drawer. He held the jar underneath Heero's nose. "Smell nice?"
"Very."
"Glad you like it."
"What's it for?"
"It's so I can go inside of you."
"Inside?"
Duo whispered exactly what he meant into Heero's ear.
Heero glared at him.
"I swear it'll feel good."
"Like what you... "
"Even better."
Heero nodded.
Duo slowly put a finger inside of Heero, then slowly another. He pulled them out, then applied even more of the cream. Duo then applied some to his own cock before pushing Heero's legs apart and to the side and sliding in.
"It's so tight and hot inside of you," growled Duo. He felt Heero pulling him close, arching his back and moaning his name over and over again. He went a little faster, murmuring encouragement into his ear. When he was about to climax, he took Heero into his hand and began stroking the head of the shaft. The second after he came, he felt liquid spray unto his belly.
Duo slowly pulled himself outside of Heero and rolled next to him. They both lay limp, tired and filled with an incredible sense of well being. Duo pulled the covers over the both of them. "Stay with me," said Duo.
"For tonight?"
"No, forever."
Heero intertwined his fingers with Duo.
The End
(:./mk/lord)
