16-Sep-2000
You can stop with the death threats now, it's finished. I hope I don't
disappoint you...
Title: Traffic Jam part 3
Author: Jade
Pairing: 1x2
Rating: NC-17
Warning: yaoi, lemon, exhibitionism, PWP
Disclaimers: Don't own them, don't sue me!
Heero fought for control of himself as Duo's mouth continued to ravish him. The hot wet pressure was making him lose his mind. He didn't know if he could drive while Duo was doing this. "Duo… oh, god, Duo…" Heero couldn't bring himself to tell Duo to stop. His mouth hung open and he threw his head back against the headrest as Duo swept his tongue around the sensitive tip before plunging Heero's arousal deep in his mouth. "You're so good…"
Duo couldn't help but smirk just a bit as he drove Heero insane. The Wing pilot looked so good in the throes of passion, though, Duo couldn't help but want more. Without removing his mouth from Heero's hardness, Duo managed to wiggle out of his pants and boxers. Heero's eyes were fixed on the road, and he was oblivious to Duo's actions until the longhaired boy started to try to maneuver his spandex down.
"Duo? What are you doing?" Heero panted. He rose up slightly, however, to allow Duo to pull the pants down to mid-thigh. No underwear to worry about, Duo noted with approval.
"What do you think?" Duo purred.
"You mean… you want to… in the car?" Heero managed to sound incredulous and desirous at the same time.
Duo nodded. "I want you inside me, Heero, and I don't want to wait."
Heero moaned at Duo's words, unable to refuse Duo anything at this point. Duo squeezed something in his hand and began to apply it to Heero's erection. "Sunscreen," Duo said in explanation as he stroked Heero.
Duo looked deep into Heero's eyes and kissed him hard. Then Duo was straddling Heero's lap, a knee on either side of Heero's legs. Heero's hands went around Duo, back onto the steering wheel, and he could just see around Duo to watch the road. Heero gasped as Duo pressed himself against him, and their rock hard erections touched. Duo moaned and rocked his hips against Heero, sending incredible sensations through the cobalt-eyed boy.
Heero was panting as Duo rubbed against him, making his already-throbbing arousal ache. He took one hand off the steering wheel and ran it over Duo's incredible ass, pulling the longhaired boy to him roughly. Duo moaned happily at Heero's aggression.
Duo reluctantly removed Heero's hand from him. "Just sit back and enjoy. I'll do all the work," he whispered in Heero's ear as he positioned himself above Heero's lubricated hardness.
Heero moaned again as he felt Duo's hand squeeze him, guiding him. Duo slowly lowered himself onto Heero's erection, setting the pace so he could adjust. Biting his lip in momentary discomfort, Duo settled down onto Heero.
Heero felt an incredible tightness slowly envelop him as Duo took him in. The hot pressure made him want to thrust into Duo, but he knew that would hurt the unprepared boy. So he used all of his iron control to keep still as Duo impaled himself.
Finally, Heero was fully inside Duo. Face flushed, Duo looked into cobalt eyes. "What do you think?" Duo panted as he adjusted to Heero inside him. Then he rose up slightly and lowered himself again.
An involuntary moan came from Heero as Duo moved, and he said through clenched teeth, "You're mine, that's what I think."
Duo smiled and moaned at the same time. "Oh, yes, Heero. I'm yours," he said as he raised himself up again and slammed down harder on Heero's erection.
Duo concentrated on finding a rhythm as he rode Heero. It wasn't easy. The overpowering feeling of being filled by Heero was making it hard to think. Not to mention the sight of Heero right in front of him, gorgeous face twisted in ecstasy, a light sheen of sweat evidence of his exertion. And Duo was giving him those feelings. Heero's head was thrown back against the headrest, and he gripped the steering wheel so hard with his left hand that Duo fancied he could hear it cracking. His right hand buried itself in Duo's hair. Duo gasped as those cobalt eyes started straight into his; the reality of what they were doing in public turning him on nearly as much as the act itself. And through it all, the Perfect Soldier managed to keep an eye on the road and control of the car as it crept forward.
Faster and faster Duo rode Heero, slamming himself down as hard as he could then raising himself back up for another thrust. Duo leaned forward slightly; the changed angle caused Heero to brush an incredible spot inside him, and trapped his own erection between them, causing delicious friction. Duo's rhythm disintegrated into ragged bounces, then he felt Heero start to thrust upwards. Heero took over the rhythm as Duo lost control. Duo grabbed Heero's shoulders tightly as Heero pounded him. His moans became screams and entreaties for more, harder, faster.
Heero complied, happy for once the traffic wasn't going anywhere. Dimly he sensed people watching them but he didn't care anymore. All that existed in the world for him was the beautiful boy on top of him and the incredible act they were sharing.
Duo clung to Heero, the feeling of friction inside and out of his body building up to fever pitch. He felt release coming and screamed Heero's name as white heat poured out of his body. Duo thought he might explode and his climax seemed to go on forever.
Heero braced himself as Duo came all over them; the longhaired boy's muscles clamped down like a vise grip around him as he climaxed. He could no longer hold off the searing intensity; he surrendered and pumped Duo full of his hot seed. In contrast to Duo's screaming, only a whisper escaped Heero's lips though he was no less moved.
The whisper was enough for Duo, though: "Mine."
The End
(:./jade/traffic3)
