Jul 2, 2000
Howdy! ^_~ Here comes part three of this... uh... weird story. *^_^* At this point, things are starting to get a bit more darkish, just so you know. <:) I hope I don't really need to warn you that the story as a whole is both yaoi and a lemon, meaning that it has sexually explicit male/male interaction. It also features some B&D type stuff and some nonconsensual sexual activity - but if any of that offends you, please feel free to delete the fic unread. ^_^ Also, please feel free to point out any OOC behavior you see (it's in there! *^_^*), as I'm still learning and hope to make my next GW fic better. Any constructive comments, whether positive or negative, public or private, will be gratefully and joyfully received. ^_^
Just for the sake of pretending like I have a legal leg to stand on, I figured I should mention here that I did not create Gundam Wing, that I have no rights to the series and that I mean no disrespect whatsoever to the creator/creators, nor is this story meant to be taken as a claim to either the characters or the situations which were not created by me. Also, I not only have no money, I'm in debt past my eyeballs, and suing me would be pretty durn pointless since there wouldn't be anything to gain by it.
Gee, I hope that does it. ^_~ On with the story!
"There's a note," Quatre pointed out, his face pale and drawn.
"Hn," Heero said, snatching up the note and absently noting the faint, nauseating scent of Zehn's cologne.
"Surrender, Duo," Heero read aloud, his voice tight with fury, "Turn yourself in by 9:00 tomorrow morning or your comrade will take your place."
"Shit," Duo breathed, his eyes wide. "Oh, shit..."
"Poor Wufei!" Quatre cried. "What are we going to do?"
"I have to go-" Duo began, but Heero grabbed his arm in a painful grip and shook him.
"You're not turning yourself in!" the stern pilot hissed.
"I have to! He's there because of me!"
"You're not going back there, and that's final!" Heero snapped. "We'll figure something else out."
"This is MY choice to make!" Duo shouted, wrenching his arm free of Heero's grasp and stalking into one of the bedrooms. "I'll do what I have to do," was his parting shot, spoken over his shoulder before the door slammed behind him.
Quatre and Trowa stared wide-eyed at Heero - they had never seen him look so angry. His face darkened in rage, and he stormed over to the door and kicked it open.
"DUO!" He bellowed. Quatre and Trowa, deciding that discretion was the better part of valor, opted to head for their Gundams.
"Heero!" Duo cried, spinning in surprise as the door slammed open. His wide violet eyes narrowed in ire as he noted Heero's determined expression. "Don't try to talk me out of it."
"You're not going anywhere," Heero growled, crossing the room in a few swift strides and catching Duo's braid in a firm grip. Duo opened his mouth to protest and Heero swooped in to kiss him fiercely, all but devouring him in a sudden onslaught of pent-up need.
Duo's eyes flew wide, his hands rising to grip soft, short hair as if to pull Heero's mouth away from his own...
... and instead he suddenly melted against Heero's hard body, tentatively returning the kiss with clumsy fervor, his fingers twining in Heero's dark hair and pulling him in closer. It was nothing like being kissed by Zehn! Heero's kiss was forceful and unexpected and welcome, and full of liquid fire. Duo's past sexual experience had never involved kissing - he had merely traded his body and his time for a solid meal or a night's lodging. The women who did business with him hadn't wanted anything of him but his eager manhood and his clever fingers... But this was Heero! All his vague, half-baked desires coalesced into solid need as Heero's lips pressed against his own, his mouth slanting across Duo's urgently. Duo moaned deep in his throat and Heero's arms wrapped around him tightly, pressing him against that firm, muscular body.
Heero's breath caught in his throat as he felt Duo begin to return the kiss, and his hands gripped the slender arms harder, pulling Duo almost spasmodically, in a desperate, overwhelming need to be closer to him. Duo protested in a soft sigh and Heero gentled his grip, his hands raising to either side of Duo's face wonderingly as they broke off the kiss.
Heero trailed his fingertips gently, hesitantly across Duo's sweet, heart-shaped face, brushing long bangs aside as he leaned in to press his lips delicately across the satin of Duo's closed eyelids, the smooth cheeks so often dimpled in an irrepressible grin, the soft mouth that drove him mad, had driven him mad since almost the beginning... He plundered that sweet mouth with a slow, hot kiss before moving to nibble just under Duo's ear, all but smirking as the long-haired boy let out a shaky breath.
"Heero..." Duo whispered. "Can we finish what we started before?"
"Ah," Heero answered emphatically as his hands rose to the buttons of Duo's black shirt. His fingers trembled, and Duo smiled at him as he unbuttoned it himself - a smile that held no mockery at all, only promises.
The black shirt slid down along Duo's slender body and pooled on the ground at his feet, and Heero kissed him again, slowly lowering Duo backward onto the bed and unfastening the black belt and trousers.
"Are you sure this is Ok?" Duo whispered, lifting his hips to allow Heero to pull the trousers away.
"Just tell me if you want to stop," Heero answered, and kissed him again, desperately wishing that he could kiss Duo forever... He pushed Duo's undershirt out of the way and teased his nipples delicately with deft fingers, taking Duo's sighs into his mouth. He had long since stopped thinking, beyond his decision that Duo would have the power to say no, and now he was merely acting on instinct and long pent-up desire. He couldn't even begin to count the times he had stared up into the darkness at night, trying not to think about Duo, trying not to feel what he was feeling for the long-haired maniac because it was surely unnatural and contrary to Duo's religious beliefs and evil in a million other ways... but it was how he felt, and a feeling couldn't be unfelt simply because he wished to make it so. He had half-heartedly wished that Duo was a girl, at first, but time had proved that wish to be a lie. He wouldn't want Duo to be anyone but himself.
Instinct prodded Heero to be gentle where Zehn had been rough, to take things slowly where Zehn had rushed... to make this whole experience as different from what Zehn had done to him as was humanly possible. And the truth was, Heero was enjoying this entirely too much, caressing the responsive boy's smooth skin and drinking in his sighs and moans like a desert flower taking in the rain... treasuring each moment as a rare and precious thing.
Duo writhed in a pleasure-filled daze as Heero's mouth finally fastened on one of his nipples, the sensation sparking all through his body like an electric shock. He hadn't even noticed Heero pulling the rest of his clothing off, but he was keenly aware when the last of Heero's clothing hit the floor and Heero pressed up against him, naked flesh on naked flesh. Duo whimpered as their hard shafts rubbed together, and Heero smiled, reaching a hand down to stroke them both simultaneously.
"Ah! Heero!" Duo cried, and Heero bent to take his mouth again, bruising soft lips with the ferocity of his kiss because he didn't want to disturb Quatre and Trowa and because kissing Duo felt incredibly good and right. He had to remove his hand a few moments later, though, and Duo's frustrated whimper made him smile again.
"Shh," Heero whispered, kissing Duo gently this time in a slow, hot caress of lips and tongue. When Duo had quieted, he moved to trail wet kisses all along the slender boy's pale skin, stopping only to hush him when Duo's moans grew loud. He had barely even dared to dream about touching Duo this way, and he didn't want to waste even the tiniest fraction of his opportunity.
Quatre sighed as he settled into Sandrock's cockpit. This wasn't the comfortable evening he had planned to spend with Trowa. The two boys had taken their Gundams to stand guard over the safe house - not the most subtle security system, but then again, Zehn had already demonstrated that he knew where Duo was. Quatre sighed again.
"At least we're still spending this time together," he muttered to himself. It was going to be a long night.
Duo was half-mad with frustrated need by the time Heero had acquainted himself with nearly every inch of his body and finally kissed his way up along one slim thigh to his throbbing manhood. After the briefest moment of hesitation, Heero cautiously tongued the entire length before engulfing it in his mouth. It was like, and unlike, what he had imagined... but he found that it was not at all unpleasant, and Duo's sharp gasp of pleasure was sweet to his ears.
"Oh, God..." Duo whispered, his wide-spread heels thrumming against the mattress frantically. Heero stealthily moistened a finger and cautiously pressed it up inside Duo's grasping tightness, delicately caressing along the inner wall and Duo froze, every muscle tense, blindly seeking-
Heero stopped, waiting until Duo's desire had settled back to a duller ache. Duo groaned, and Heero smiled again and carefully inserted a second finger.
"Oh, God... Oh, Heero..." Duo whimpered, aching and burning until Heero hit on that good, good spot inside, and he found himself thrusting back against Heero's hard hand, yearning for more even though it hurt being stretched this way, and he bit down on his own hand to stifle a yelp as Heero pushed a third finger in.
"Duo..." Heero whispered, his eyes fixed on that sweet face twisted up in a pained, passionate grimace. Duo glowed with a light sheen of sweat as he writhed on the bed, and Heero's own skin was slick as he withdrew his hand and quickly lubricated his own aching shaft, positioning it right at precious Duo's tight entrance.
"Duo, is this Ok?" he whispered, his throat tight as he battled his body's drive for completion.
"Ah!" Duo sighed, then reached up to him, urging him on wordlessly. Heero's eyes squeezed shut as he slowly pushed forward, every fiber of his being focused on Duo's whimpers and sighs, Duo's fingers pulling at his shoulders, drawing him in slowly and evenly. At last he was fully sheathed in shivering heat, and his eyes opened to meet Duo's for a long moment. Duo reached up to kiss him, moaning, and Heero ever so slowly began to move, his own moans echoing Duo's as they built up to an energetic rhythm. Heero thrust powerfully, Duo's grunts and moans urging him on, both of them panting from the effort.
"I love you," Heero whispered, and then his world... stood... still...
Wide violet eyes stared up into his, and then Duo drew up to kiss him again, writhing under him and begging wordlessly for more, and Heero gave it, pushing the memory of his spoken words aside for the time being. There was nothing but this, two bodies joined as one in need and desire, and Duo arched up under him, his beautiful face drawn up in an almost-pained grimace. Suddenly Duo's body was thrashing underneath him, pulsing all around him as Duo cried out, and the knowledge that he had done it, that he had given Duo pleasure, was what drove Heero over the edge. He thrust into Duo's heat once more, his own body shuddering in a release so total that he collapsed bonelessly on top of the slender boy, powerless to move for a long moment.
Duo squirmed, and Heero drew himself up enough to look into serious amethyst eyes, wishing they could just stay joined this way forever...
"You're heavy," Duo protested softly, and Heero stifled a smile, reluctantly pulling away from that welcoming heat. Duo rolled over and appeared to go to sleep, and Heero spooned up against him, smiling as the slender boy curled up in his arms naturally... as though he were meant to sleep there. Heero tightened his arms around Duo and drifted off to sleep, deciding he could wait till morning to say it again. He hadn't meant to say the words, but they had struck him as the absolute truth the moment he uttered them. He did love Duo. And he would tell him again in the light of day, when there could be no question of his motives in saying it. He had to follow his feelings... and this was the first real feeling he had had in years.
When he woke up the next morning, Duo was gone.
End Part Three
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