17-Aug-2000
Hi all sorry for crossposting (and what a cross post ^_^;;)... hope no one thinks I dropped off the face of the earth. actually I've been diligently working with 2 people on a few fics ^_~ This one was part of an idea I had.
What would happen if I RP'ed 2 fics starting with the same premise, Heero at a flight simulator and Dr J distracting him. And it's neat like two totally different fics. Like night and day ^_^ This one which was co written with Tabs (So please include her in all feedback ^_^) however has a sequel which will be posted in a minute. So enjoy people ^_^
Disclaimer: We don't own Gundam Wing or any of it's characters (Though I'm still searching for a few real life clones ^_~) We also aren't making any money off of this so please don't sue.
Dr J paced around the lab irritably glacing over at his young protégé sitting in front of the console of the flight simulator. "Sometimes that boy is too cocky for his own good" he muttered under his breath watching how recklessly Heero was flying the plane. He stalked over intending to teach the young man some humility. Heero's eyes narrowed slightly as the images across the screen faded. Mission complete. Status: successful. A soft echo of footfalls caught his attention, pulling it away from the simulator. He looked up at his teacher, frowning slightly at the look crossing the old man's face. Respectfully, he remained quiet until spoken to.
Dr J looked down at him then waved a metal finger at the screen.
"That last maneuver. You allowed them to detonate nearly half the plane before a counter attack. *and*, if it weren't for the pilot eject I doubt you would've lived had that been real. You can't compromise expensive machinery for the sake of your ego."
Heero frowned, looking at the screen, then back at the doctor. After a moment's thought, he simply shrugged.
"It *did* work. I don't think it matters what happens to the pilot as long as the mission is successful." He turned to study the screen again, frowning at the faded light on the black moniter. Dr J glared taking another step towards the young pilot til he towered over the sitting form.
"You think you're that easy to replace?! I spent *years* training you boy and you're going to throw it all way like *that*?" He leaned in closer.
"Just what are you trying to prove anyway?"
There was an odd tightness in Heero's throat. He pushed it away, /Soldiers do not feel grief or pain,/ and met his teacher's gaze as levelly as possible.
"You do not need me as much as you insist you do." It was a simple statement of fact that made his stomach clench. The older man sighed regretfully.
"How little you know my dear boy. I trained you to be the Perfect Soldier and you have never disappointed me. You are irreplaceable as a soldier and..." a tentative hand reached out to stroke his cheek lightly. "
...as my student"
Heero allowed himself only a moment of weakness, to shut his eyes and lean into the warm touch of his teacher's human hand. It was easy to relax when Dr. J was being kind, rather like he had someone watching out for him.
"Thank you." The hand was slowly withdrawn, the warmth of leaving then he turned away slightly.
"I've always regretted some of what I taught you. All too often I look at you so cold like ice. And I know how sweet a child you were and I wish there was another way to train you but... as long as I know some part of you can still feel... then I'm not *quite* a monster am I?" He queried with a somewhat bitter laugh.
Heero frowned, looking at the doctor with wide blue eyes.
"I don't... talk about things... well," he managed to stammer. His feelings had always been an enigma to himself. It wasn't good for a soldier to allow himself to wallow in emotion. There was too much danger in it. But, that didn't mean he could turn off his feelings as if they did not exist. He tried to put them into words but faild miserably. Again.
"You know I... don't... dislike you. We... take care of each other... don't we?" A faint smile flickered across Dr J's face. "
Of course. I know it's hard for you to say things. In all honesty a lot of times it makes things easier. You know that sometimes... emotions can... raise uncomfortable feelings and create awkward situations." He said it mostly to himself though he still turned back toward heero as he said it fixing him with a somewhat wistful look. The boy thought about that long and hard for a moment. Give him schematics and equations, information on routs and layouts, and Heero was good to go, but start talking about feelings and the poor boy balked. Most of his memories contained emotions that were unpleasant. Abandonment, pain, cruelty... but there were kindnesses, as well. Most of them coming from Doctor J himself. He puzzled that for a moment.
"you don't... dislike me." It was more of a question than a statement, very hesitant.
"No... never. You've been so much to this poor old man. Ever since you came here I've felt like there's been some reason for me to go on. You're the world's hope for peace. I know it's been a burden... having such a hard life for one so young but... I just hope I've prepared you for everything." He gave a wry smile.
"I know an old man isn't very good company... but I try." Heero felt an odd sense of relief run through his veins. He was puzzled, though. The doctor was kind, even when he had to be cruel, and sometimes when the night got too dark and the burden too much, he would remember that there was someone else with him, helping him, and he could sleep again.
"I think I need you," the boy confessed quietly, one hand reaching for the doctor's mechanical appendage. He threaded his fingers through the three-pronged grip, feeling somewhat comforted just by the contact.
The doctor inhaled sharply watching him. "Heero..." he whispered not able to feel the contact but aware of his action.
"What...are you doing?... Heero..." His breath was somewhat heavy. And he was worried about his self control slipping.
"I think... you care a lot. About me, I mean. Because I don't feel... threatened... when I'm with you. I think... we need each other." He didn't let go of that cool metalic hand, but his eyes were downcast and unhappy.
"Is that wrong?" He wanted approval so desperately; there was nothing he wanted more than to make the doctor happy.
"No... it's not... wrong" He said reassuringly. "But... I don't know if you realize what you're doing. What this does to me. The position you put me in. I do need you Heero but... not just as my student... Please. Don't be unhappy because of me. But I can't take advatage of you." he tried to stay firm but his voice faltered when he looked at Heero, his long repressed desire struggling to overcome his ood sense.
"It wouldn't be that!" the boy whispered hastily. "It's not... if... you feel like I do because..." The words stuck in his throat. If he said them Dr J would be disappointed, because he was not the solider he should be, but if he didn't say them he would hurt Dr J because he would never know... and he wasn't all that sure *he* undestood the feelings coursing through him. Grief clouded his eyes as he opened his mouth several times, trying to get past the hot lump in his throat, before he gave up and drew the doctor's metal appendage toward him, pressing a kiss to the spider-like fingertips. His face was a mixture of adoration and unhappiness.
"I'm sorry," was all he managed to choke out. "Heero" He pleaded breath growing ragged. "Maybe you should go... I don't think I can trust myself... not to hurt you." Don't be sad. Nor sorry. I know I must be so repulsive to you physically" He sighed though didn't move. Instead he moved his hand and tilted Heero's chin up so the boy was looking straight at him blue eyes focused on his.
"If you don't leave now... I can't promise that I won't do something we won't both end up regretting." His voice was husky and raw with unspoken passion. He leaned in closer to Heero so close he could feel the berath on his face. He knew he shouldn't give into temptation but he didn't think he could stop if Heero stayed.
Heero shook his head in silent refusal. He wouldn't go.
"You aren't repulsive," the boy whispered, meeting his teacher halfway and pressing a brief, clumsy kiss to the old man's lips. It felt.. nice. comfortable. Safe.
Dr J was somewhat stunned by the innocent gesture but part of his mind was reeling from those sweet lips which had been denied him for so long. He pushed forward insistently but gently pulling Heero closer to him wanting to offer comfort and also feel the warmth of that body against his. Heero felt very off-balance and drew back, not out of revulsion, but out of confusion. This was, unfortunately, the limit of his knowledge. He was oddly frustrated and nervous, and his large blue eyes looked at the doctor, imploring him, tell me what to do now! Dr J's breath picked up and he could sense the innocent hesitance plain in those wide blue eyes.
"Don't look so confused dear one... Just... give in to what you feel inside. To what your body tells you. His hand ran small circles on Heero's back and his lips met Heero's once more, this time his tongue nudged at Heeero's lips urging them to part.
/What my body tells me,/ he thought, letting his lips part under the doctor's insistant tongue. It was a strange feeling, Dr J licking his lips and the tip of his own tongue, but not unpleasant. He was rather enjoying it. His hands clenched the doctor's arms tightly. The doctor's tongue was exploring every inch of that sweet mouth, and he felt the warm hand on his arm and he carefully removed the one from his arm still flesh while his hands smaked up Heero's arm and to his chest roaming over what he could feel through the fabric. Heero almost purred. It felt wonderful, very alive and warm and above all, safe. His heart and soul and body were safe here. He tugged at the end of the doctor's shirt, trying to make his fingers cooperate and unbutton the damn thing.
Dr J felt the tugging and helped using the skill he had learned unbuttoning all the buttons one handed smiling at Heero's insistence as he pulled away from the kiss to instead being kissing his neck, nipping at his collarbone and then licking the small hollow of his throat having wanted for so long to taste that smooth flesh. Heero's breathing quickened as the doctor's mouth touched his skin, sending shockwaves of pleasure through his flesh. It was somewhat overwhelming, even as his body responded without his conscious thought. He ran his hands up the doctor's chest, feeling the planes of his body. Dr J moaned feeling those warm hands on his skin that he'd only dreamt of touching him. his hand tugged Heero's tanktop out from where it was tucked into his shorts his hand playing lighty across the firm muscles of Heero's stomach while his mouth moved to flicker across the tip of Heero's ear.
"You mean so much to me my dear boy." He breathed more than spoke the endearment.
Heero's blue eyes opened wide. He looked at the doctor adoringly, feeling very light-headed. /He cares for me!/ The darkness that edged around Heero at all times receded bit by bit as he curled his arms around Dr. J, drawing the old man close to him. Dr J saw those beautiful blue eyes usually so cold fill with such emotion and for him that it was almost painful for him to look at. He didn't want to turn away so instead he leaned in closer for another passionate kiss his hand sliding down past the small of Heero's back to his bottom drawing the young pilot even closer til evert inch of their bodies were in contact. The boy moaned, feeling heat and tightness starting in the center of his body and radiating outward. He pressed harder against the Doctor, his mouth seeking the older man's throat and biting down gently, tasting his teacher's flesh. The man's scent, his taste, the hardness of his body, drove the youth insane. He arched slightly, pressing into the doctor's body awkwardly.
The doctor's head fell back as he gasped feeling those small teeth like electric on his throat. He made an attempt to pull off Heero's tanktop but was to caught up in sensation to give the matter his full attention. He felt That young body shamelessly pushing into his and his hips insctincively thrust against Heero's his body aflame with desire. Heero was startled into pausing when he felt the doctor's hips thrust, the hardness there he hadn't really expected. He paused, pulling away slightly, dazed and confused. He wasn't upset, just somewhat lost, and looked up to his love for reassurance. For some reason, Heero wasn't sure he was doing everything the right way. The last thing he wanted was to disappoint his love.
"Show me what to do."
Dr J smiled watching him fondly and also with no small amount of desire either. He licked his lips after hearing that small plea.
"You're so beautiful," he said moving to sit on a wooden chair which had been pulled out before.
"I really want to be able to see your body. Please... would you take off those clothes?" he asked sitting down eyes never leaving Heero's lithe form.
Heero actually felt a brief pang of modesty as he slipped the tanktop off. It wasn't as if he hadn't been nude in front of the doctor before, but this was drastically different. He hesitated a moment, then removed the tight shorts and kicked them off, and last of all the white briefs he wore beneath them. His arms crossed self-conciously. The doctor may have called him beautiful but he was quite well aware of his own imperfections.
"While I find your modesty completely endearing... it's really not necessary. You're a lovely vision no matter what you might think" He held his arms open.
"Please come over here Heero. Let me show you how beautiful you are." His voice was a coaxing tone and he wanted nothing more than to touch that soft smooth skin.
Heero obeyed, slipping easily into the doctor's arms and curling up into that warm embrace. His eyes closed in satisfaction, relaxing against his love's chest, his head above that steady heart-beat. Dr J sighed in contentment feeling the small body pressed against his. He kissed Heero's forehead stroking his back afraid of moving things too quickly. He needed Heero, not just as a student but as his love. He was fairly sure of the youth's feelings but he didn't want to scare or hurt him in any way. He had to make sure Heero knew what he was getting himself into.
"Heero..." he whispered softly. "I don't know... if you understand what you're geting into. I mean... whether or not you know what I want from you right now."
The boy considered silently for a long moment, looking hard at Dr. J. /He wants my body, of course, among other things,/ Heero decided.
"you want to be with me. Because you care for me." It was a simple statement, but saying it out loud made Heero's heart flutter warmly. It was something good; he felt... loved.
"Yes... Heero... I've always cared for you..." After so many years, so many nights knowing how he had felt, as he watched the boy grow into such a beautiful young man he had only allowed such a moment like this to enter his wildest fantasies but now when everything was on the line when he finally had the opportunity the words nearly died in his throat forcing their way out. "
I love you" was barely the lightest sound on the air voiced as he held the boy close.
"And... I want to be with you... not just as your teacher. But... as a man as well."
Heero couldn't breathe. He felt warm, hot, too hot, and light headed. He couldn't seem to find his balance and leaned heavily into his love's arms, clinging to him.
"I'm yours," he managed to stammer out. /He loves me./ Heero couldn't wrap his mind around that thought. It was too much. Dr J's breathing picked up his heart racing as he heard the simple declaration. Those words were what he needed to truly be able to begin to release some of the passion he had pent up.
"I've waited so long to hear anything even remotely close to those words. My dear one... please... may I..." He kissed Heero's cheek then gently worked his neck.
"May I make love to you?" Heero's blue eyes closed as the doctor's mouth trailed over his cheek and throat.
"Please," he whispered, "oh please." His body yielded to the older man's touch, shivering as his lover's fingers ran over him like water over stone, inviting and cool, gentle and swift. Dr J spoke somewhat regretfully while his hand trailed down Heero's chest toying with one of his nipples.
"I'm afraid there's really no where in this place that allows very well for... intimacy..." His gaze drifted towards a large overstuffed sofa.
"I don't mean to disappoint you so... This first time... it should be something special... but I've never been a rich man and... this is all I can offer you."
Heero glanced around the small room a moment, then looked up at the doctor very seriously.
"You love me. That's all I care about. You try to take care of me, and you've been there when I needed you. I l-love you too. I don't care what happens, I just want it to be with you. Because... I need you."
"Love...me?" He murmured to himself somwhat startled. How this sweet beautiful angel could love the monster who destroyed his life... he didn't know how it was possible. But at thjose words his heart soared with happiness and he rose pulling Heero close to him kissing him soundly on those full lips deeply and hard hearing the boy gasp. The youth slid his arms around his lover's waist and pressed his naked body against the doctor's, straining as his hips thrust into the other's pelvis. Dr J moaned feeling that delightful point of contact between their two bodies. He longer wanted to hold himself back pushing back against Heero insistently. He maneuvered him over to that simple piece of furniture against the wall. As they stood in front of it, he pulled back motioning for Heero to lie down.
"You've such a beautiful body... I really want you to be comfortable for this... so I can love you the right way my angel."
"I trust you," Heero admitted as he lay down on the couch. He felt a little awkward, not sure if he was doing this correctly, but would follow his lover's orders to the death and not regret it. He gazed up lovingly at the doctor, reaching out to him, wanting to feel that closeness again. Dr J kneeled down beside him taking Heero's hand kissing the palm then moving it back up so it was resting on his chest. He gave a small lick at Heero's nipple before placing Heero's warm hand in a postion to pleasure himself. He then took one of those long silky legs and bent it Heero's knee moving near his chest but stopping when he began massaging his foot glad Heero hadn't worn any shoes or socks. Dr J then brushed his lips over his supple calf, licking and kissing from his ankle all the way up to his knee pressig his lips hard towards a spot on the back of Heeero's knee he knew to be particularly sensitive.
His body quaked at the feelings the doctor stirred in him. The touch of lips on the back of his knee sent shudders through him. His arousal was harder now as the older man continued this torturous pleasure. His own hands were not idle. One continued to stroke and pinch his hardening nipples as his lover intended. The other crept down his stomach and lower, over his stiffening manhood, stroking the long length slowly, even as Dr J nipped at his sensitive flesh.
Dr J smiled knowing that the pace he set was slow and torturous but he had every intention of making Heero feel loved like he deserved. He moved from his kneeling position still keeping a hand on Heero's leg, now sitting but half kneeling so he was able to lean between Heero's legs his tongue lapping at the sensitive nerves on the inside of Heero's thigh. He came close to where Heero's hand was pumping and gingerly moved it away bending over placing a feather light kiss at the tip of Heero's arousal. The boy nearly wept at the feeling. He'd never experienced anything like this before, and it made him almost afraid, except it felt so wonderful, and this was Dr J, his lover, who would never hurt him, not intentionally. Hesitantly he thrust his hips, nudging the doctor's lips with the tip of his length, trying to push past those teasing lips. Dr J felt his hips moving and his tongue ran along the underside of Heero's shaft right on the vein til he was once more at the top. Instead of taking Heero all the way into his mouth he allowed only the head to pass his lips and he sucked lightly tasting a few small drops of precome dribbling out and he pushed at the small opening with his tongue wanting to taste more his hand releasing Heero's leg cupping Heero's balls rolling them in his hands applying a slight pressure as he moved in one slow fluid motion taking every inch of Heero's needy cock into his mouth feeling it slide past his gag reflex hitting the back of his throat.
The boy arched off the couch and nearly exploded, but was disciplined enough to keep from over-reacting to the stimulation. His body throbbed in time to the heated pouding of his cock. He pushed against that hot mouth and moaned loudly, his head thrashing from side to side as his fingers ran over his own chest roughly. Dr J Moved his hand, taking a quick lick at his finger wetting it. He then slid the digit down past Heero's balls moving it to the tight ring of muscle inserting it through the small resistance. He sucked harder at Heero's cock wanting to distract from the intruder while he pushed further inside him searching for that one area. Dr J's finger was all the was inside of him when he felt that fleshy lump and stroked it a few times just to be certain.
Heero's fingers sank into the material of the couch and ripped ten even rents in the fabric. His throat closed up, unable to speak and having difficulty breathing. After a moment he managed to gasp out, "do that again!"
Dr J gave a small laugh low in his throat sending a humming vibration up the entire length of Heero's cock. He then gave a quick lick to his middle finger pushing it all the way in as well then pressed against that spot with both of them over and over stretching Heero all the while. The boy moaned loudly, pushing back against the intrusive fingertips digging deeper into him. He shifted his hips and drew his legs back to give the doctor more access. He bit down on his lip hard as the second diget thrust into him. With a sob he threw back his head,
"More!" Dr J inserted a third finger and began pushing all three of them in and out harder and faster releasing Heero's cock from his mouth not wanting the boy to come too soon. Instead he gave his attention to one of Heero's nipples sucking and gently biting the other he ran over with the cold metal tip of his prosthetic fingers.
Heero's hand wrapped firmly around the metalic hand, drawing it downward even as his hips thrust against his lover's fingers. He stopped thinking some time ago and relied only on what he was feeling. He could feel himself balancing on the edge of something, but wasn't able to undestand what it was. All he knew was that he wanted more of that feeling and he wanted Dr J to give it to him now. Thje doctor felt Heero growing closer his body only feeling reacting to everything he was doing. He himself didn't think he could wait any longer, his own erection straining painfully against his boxers. He pulled his fingers out of Heero and impatiently tugged off his pants and boxers pulling his shoes with them. He leaned forward once more body between Heeero's legs, kissing him roughly seizing him by the waist pulling him onto his lap so the boy was straddling him erection feverishly rubbing against ihs own while he moaned into the young pilot's mouth.
Heero thrust his body against his lover's, enjoying every sensation. He could feel the older man moan into his mouth and sighed contentedly, his hips rocking against the old man's lap. His fingers entwined themselves his lover's hair as his legs clamped tightly around J's hips. Dr J reached around hand traling down behind Heero once again seeking out the tight opening of Heero's rosebud pushing his fingers in again. he broke the kiss speaking quickly to Heero.
"I don't have anything...to make this easier... so... if you want to stop... I'll understand." He said thrusting up against Heero.
"Don't stop!" His voice was frantic. He did understand what Dr. J meant, but damned if he was going to quit *now* just because of a little discomfort. He gripped the metal hand tighter, preparing for what was going to happen, then tilted his head back, exposing his throat.
"Alright then..." He nipped at Heero's throat loving the taste of salty skin wet with perspiration. He removed his fingers lifting Heero up slightly positioning the thick tip of his cock against Heero's virgin opening beginning to push in slowly meeting a small resistance.
"Relax..." he breathed licking Heero's collarbone. Heero clung to him nervously, controling his breathing only by virtue of his ability. His eyes grew very round as Dr J pushed deeper into him. This...was significantly more than a "little discomfort." His lower lip bled where his teeth broke through. He forced himself to stay relaxed. Dr J licked off the trickle of blood then kissed his cheek in regret.
"I'm sorry..." he apologized while continuing to push past the initial resistance before sliding in the rest of the way with a quick motion buried completely inside Heero's silken insides. He was panting heavily trying to hold himself still and allow Heero to adjust though it wasn't easy when his shaft was engulfed in such a tight heat. Tears ran down the boy's cheeks. The pain was slowly easing. After a moment to collect himself, Heero tenatively pushed against the thick intruder, then gasped, though not from pain. That inside place that drove him crazy throbbed again as it brushed against the tip of Dr J's arousal. He moaned loudly and bit down on the doctor's shoulder.
What normally woulld've been uncomfortaable only felt like another burst of pleasure against his skin. He gasped and started thristing shallowly aiming everytime to hit that spot which drove Heero wild holding himself back until Heero was totally prepared for him to lose control of himself. Heero's face burned from heat as J kept finding that spot deep within him, pushing him toward the brink. He was dizzy and high, frightened, thrilled, and very much alive. His eyes were opened, looking deeply into his lover's, radiating the play of emotions he was feeling. Each stroke sent him closer and closer to the edge.
"More," he whispered, his throat constricted tightly. Dr J watched those beautiful blue eyes, those endless azure pools like a pure liquid hue of color every feeling reflected in them.
"God... you're so ...beautiful..." he breathed hearing Heero's plea knowing he couldn't hold himself back any longer. He grabbed hold of Heero pulling nearly all the way out then pushing in deeper than he had before nearly lifting Heero off his lap.
Heero moaned, his legs wrapping tightly around Dr. J's waist and pulling him in deeper as his lover increased his thrusts. There was pain, but it was masked by the overwhelming pleasure coursing through his veins. He felt as if he were about to explode. The sensations kept building on top of each other until he grasped his lover's arms, his face a mask of shock as he hit his climax, completely unprepared for what happened... Dr J saw the beautiful completely astonished look on Heero's face as he came. He could feel the boys tensing in his arms and the warm fluid which wet his stomach. He was about to allow his own release when one look at the angel in his arms made him reluctant to let go. He kissed Heero softly holding him close and waited a brief amount time before reaching between them stroking Heero's cock feeling the soft flesh stirring again. /Oh to be young again/ he marveled. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't get the image of Heero on his back writhing beneath him out of his mind.
Heero blinked up at him uncomprehending, until he felt his arousal begin to grow again. He looked up at Dr J in surprise, pleasure in his deep blue eyes.
"More?" he asked softly, confused but happy to go along with whatever the doctor told him or made him do. "Yes dear one..." He smiled then pulled out, turning lowering the boy onto his back. He threw the cushions off the back of the couch allowing himself more room he knelt hooking one of Heero's legs over his shoulder then repositioned himself pushing back in all the way hard and deeply. Heero gave a gasping cry as the doctor seated himself fully inside his little love. The boy whimpered, nearly purring as he continued the thrusting. Heero was in heaven. He'd never even considered this much feeling existed inside the human body. He arched up off the couch and pushed the doctor deeper inside himself.
Dr J maoned at Heero's amazing tightness, how wonderful he felt every inch his body. He had been holding back for too long already. He began pounding into him hitting that sweet spot inside of him every time fast and impossibly deep. His hand reached between them hand pumping up and down Heero's shaft. The boy nearly wept as his body was sent to the brink again. He hovered there a moment, trying to hold back, but inexperience and pleasure pushed him forward, falling again. His fingers were wrapped around his lover's arms. The metalic one felt no dammage but there were bruises now on his flesh arm from Heero's fingers digging in so deeply. The doctor hardly felt the pang in his arm only feeling instead Heero's tighteneing around him, and this time he could no longer hold back and he came harder than he'd ever thought possible seeeing white in front of his eyes, releasing his hot essence inside the boy. " Oh... Heero!.." He gasped harshly the boy's name like a sweet prayer on his lips nearly collapsing on top of him when he wound down still panting and kissing the young pilot fervently.
The boy returned each kiss gently, nuzzling under his lover's chin and snuggling close. Exhaustion kept trying to close his eyes, but he fought it, wanting to be close to J now, just for a few moments. He blinked sleepily up at his love and smiled at him sweetly.
"Thank you."
"I think I should be thanking you dear boy. You do so much for me, for my spirit" He kissed him gently on the nose.
"I just hope you can be happy with an 'old man'" he said a little sadly stroking Heero's hair. Heero frowned slightly and burrowed his head under Dr J's chin.
"If I wasn't happy I wouldn't be here. Don't be foolish." His fingers slid over his lover's body gently, tracing down his waist and up over his chest.
"Can you be happy with a 'little boy?'"
Dr J laughed holding him closer.
"You my dear child are anything but 'little' and to answer your question I would be honored to spend the rest of my days with you," His look sobered though he still managed a small smile as he spoke.
"however long that may be." The boy was quiet for a long while, and his breathing slowed. It seemed he finally fell asleep, but he spoke up suddenly.
"I'm going off to fight soon. You'll still be here."
"Yes... I'll still be here..." His tone was somewhat sadenned and he felt the familiar burning behind the goggles which replaced his eyes where the tears would've been. He inhaled deeply trying to regain himmself.
"Heero...I..." He stopped swallowing the lump he felt in his throat.
"Never mind..."
"Don't say something if you don't intend to finish it," the boy scolded, slipping his arms tight around his lover. He bussed a small kiss to the older man's throat, then drew back to look him in the eye. He looked back at the boy still feeling that burning.
"I just... wanted to say that... I'll always love you...And... I just hope that... when you're as old and gray as I am... that... you...won't forget me..." he choked out holding onto Heero never wanting to let him go.
His voice was hushed in response.
"I don't... I don't think I'll ever be old and grey, but I promise I won't forget you. I love you too much."
"I love you too so much my precious one. If this war... i it ever ends... would you...stay with me should we both make it out alive?" he asked quietly.
"Of course." It was so simple and true. He snuggled.
"Go to sleep." He smiled darkening the tint on his lenses beginning to drit off happily content for once in his long life.
"Yes sir." Heero kissed the doctor's lips lightly one last time before settling down to sleep.
Owari
Cyrelia J and Tabs
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