Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ First Times ❯ Foreplay ( Chapter 10 )

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Okay now that I am done ranting, on to the fic. Hope you enjoy.

Chapter 10:

Heero moaned when he felt Duo's tongue slip out between pearly white teeth to lick at his neck. Tossing his head to the side, he felt Duo move up the exposed tender flesh of his neck to his earlobe, shivering when he felt his soon to be lover's warm breath blowing gently into the shell.

Duo smiled when he felt Heero tremble beneath him. Kissing back down the side of Heero's neck, he let his left-hand trail up to play with one of Heero's bronzed nipples.

Heero arched up off the floor at the light not so innocent touch. His tumultuous feelings were so intense, he felt as if he were being swept away in a maelstrom as strong as a tornado and just as devastating. Groaning, Heero felt his need pooling between his legs and he bucked up against Duo's weight only to begin writhing like a snake when the hotness of Duo's own erection was felt burning through his jeans. "Duo, I-I need . . ." he gasped out between moans.

Duo smirked around the dimpled nipple that his mouth was currently entertaining. Running his right hand idly down Heero's bare chest, he gently cupped Heero through his jeans. "Yes, Heero? What do you need?"

Heero gasped. His blue eyes slowly taking in Duo's form above him with a glazed, wide-eyed expression. He didn't know what he wanted. He had never felt the emotions that were currently waging war within his soul before. So how was he supposed to tell Duo what he wanted?

Duo could see Heero's dilemma written all over his face. Smiling knowingly, he leaned his forehead against the other boy's and murmured, "well if you can't tell me, then show me Heero. Show me what you want."

It took Heero a moment to process what Duo had asked of him but once he had, he simply followed his own advice that he gave Trowa so long ago. He heeded his runaway emotions, letting them guide him where they might and right now, they were guiding him to Duo and maybe even a slice of Heaven.

Heero, knowing he was making the correct choice, slid his right hand down to encircle Duo's slender waist before promptly pulling the long-haired boy closer to him. His left hand then slid inside the waistband of Duo's baggy pants. Tentatively, he brushed across Duo's boxer clad arousal before grasping the hot pulsing shaft firmly in his hand.

Duo whimpered with pent up need when he felt Heero's slight inexperienced touch, but he wanted more, much more. He wanted the feel of skin sliding on hot skin, the touch of calloused fingers running through his unbound hair; he wanted Heero. Sitting up, he straddled Heero's waist and pulled his loose white t-shirt over his head, tossing it toward the kitchen. He then slid back down so he was laying on top of the Japanese boy. Reaching down between their two meshed together bodies, he flicked open the button on Heero's stonewashed jeans while kissing the dark-haired boy squarely on the mouth once more.

Heero moaned into the kiss, sucking on Duo's tongue as it demanded entrance to his mouth. Slowly, awkwardly he began to tug Duo's sweatpants and boxers down around the American's ankles where Duo promptly kicked them off. The light from the fire bathed Duo's face in a soft golden glow causing Heero to growl low in his throat as he rolled the other boy beneath him.

Duo laughed softly at Heero's impatience and gently helped the dark-haired boy remove his jeans. Duo gasped as the soft material slid down over Heero's dripping arousal, his eyes raised to meet Heero's serious ones. Raising an eyebrow, he studied Heero's face in mild amusement. "I always did wonder how you could wear spandex and not show any lines . . ."

Heero shrugged innocently with a slight tinge of pink in his cheeks. "So I don't like to wear underwear. What are you going to do about it, baka?"

Duo grinned ferally as he began to stroke Heero's throbbing erection with one hand. "Oh, I don't know. How about this for starters?" he asked as he began to trail hot kisses across Heero's face and neck.

Heero arched his neck up for better access and felt his penis grow even stiffer with desire. Dipping his head down, he pulled out of Duo's electrifying grip and moved seductively down the other boy's stomach, stopping only to nip lightly at one of Duo's tight rosebud nipples, before continuing his path downward.

Duo writhed under Heero's touch, loving every second of it. He had longed for this ever since he had met the Japanese boy on that dock so long ago. His hand went up to caress Heero's back, noticing with some part of his mind still unclouded by longing, that the boy's back held a smattering of old scars. Gingerly, Duo ran the pads of his calloused fingers over the slightly puckered skin.

Heero stiffened at the slight touch, pulling away from Duo. "Duo, don't." Picking up the blanket from the floor, he pulled it toward him.

Duo sat up confused, grabbing the white blanket from Heero's hands. "Heero? What is it?"

Heero just shook his head. "Just don't touch them, all right?"

Duo blinked but nodded his head. "If that's what you want, but they don't bother me Heero." What was bothering him though was how he could have possibly missed them when they were in the shower together, unless he was just too distracted to care. Tugging on his lower lip with one of his hands, he smiled tentatively at Heero.

Heero raised a skeptical eyebrow at Duo. "How can they not bother you? I'm disfigured."

Duo laughed without any humor, dropping his hand away from his face. "Heero . . ." Duo sighed. "They don't bother me because they are a part of you. They make up who you are, without them you wouldn't be the guy that I . . . that you are."

Heero shook his head slightly, wondering what it was that Duo had meant to say. "Duo, you don't understand. You don't know . . ."

Duo put a hand over Heero's mouth, effectively shutting the other boy up. "Yes Heero, I do know. I know what war does to one's body. I am fighting right along side you, remember? I too have my own scars."

Heero blinked again in surprise, his ice blue eyes raking over Duo's form looking for the telltale marks.

Duo seeing the scrutiny slowly turned sideways and lifted his long locks of chestnut colored hair off his pale back, his arousal beginning to fade. Pulling the hair around to the side, he let it fall over his heart in cascading waves. Hearing the small gasp of surprise, he raised his violet eyes to meet Heero's. "Yeah. Doctor G is a sadistic Bastard."

Heero couldn't help but reach out to touch the raised flesh, his mouth agape as his fingers outlined the number there. The number that Duo Maxwell went by, 02. "Oh Duo . . ." His eyes turned a frosty blue as they hardened. "I'll kill him for hurting you."

"No!" Duo paused when he saw Heero's expression. "What's done is done, Heero. Just let it lie."

"But Duo . . . he intentionally hurt you."

Duo shrugged as though he was used to being hurt. The expression made Heero's gut twist painfully in an unfamiliar way. "Duo . . . "

Duo shook his head, effectively cutting off whatever the other boy had to say. "It's nothing, Hee-chan," he said as he flipped his long shimmering hair back over the wandering fingers. "It's just something he did long ago when he first started to train me. I almost forgot about it until I saw yours. I knew you needed to see that you aren't the only one marked from this war. We all are, Heero. We all are."

Heero nodded, fascinated with the man in front of him, with his acceptance and his courage. It only served to deepen Heero's resolve that there was more to Duo Maxwell than meets the eye. Shaking his head in wonder, he smiled up at the other boy.

"What are you smiling about, Heero?" Duo asked seriously.

"I always thought of you as a jester, but now I see you use your jokes and laughter to hide all the pain you are in. You are more complex than I initially thought."

Duo blinked. "I take it that is a good thing then?" he asked with raised eyebrows.

Heero nodded. "Oh yes. Most definitely a good thing."

Duo swallowed hard as he took in the smoldering eyes of the Japanese boy. Heero's voice sent shivers down over his body at the low huskiness of it. Groaning, he gave up on the attempt to be serious as he dragged Heero up against his bare reawakening body. "I want you," he whispered heatedly into the other boy's ear.

Heero nodded his head in agreement. "Then take me," he said breathlessly.

Duo grinned. <i>'Did he just say that?'<i> Noticing the way Heero was looking at him, he decided that yes he did just say that. Rolling Heero beneath him, Duo kissed him long, hard and very passionately. It was one of those kisses that would have left you weak in the knees had they been standing. As it was, Heero arched up into the boy above him, his legs opening wider, demanding Duo's attention.

Duo ran his hands down over Heero's compact body, reveling in the strength the boy held. Reaching even further down, he slowly circled Heero's entrance with his fingers causing the other boy to tense up. "Relax Heero. I promise I will be gentle."

Heero blinked un-assuredly, but gradually began to relax under the onslaught that was hurricane Duo. Duo's hands were everywhere on his body making his skin tingle deliciously. He felt like he was losing his mind and Duo had yet to do anything more than touch and kiss him. "Duo . . . Please."

Duo grinned again as he slid down Heero's body. His eyes holding Heero's for a moment before he dipped his head down and licked at the glistening liquid evident on Heero's penis. Raising his eyes back to Heero's, he grinned mischievously at the Wing pilot.

Heero froze at the slight feel of Duo's tongue on his penis and felt as if he was going to burst. A second later he did burst, as Duo fully engulfed his penis in that fiery sweet cavern of a mouth. The feel of Duo's mouth on his twitching member put him in sensory overload.

Unconsciously, his hips raised from the floor wanting to be more fully engulfed by that warm mouth as Duo began to suck on his engorged member. It was just too much. Crying out, he came in a strong emphatic burst into Duo's waiting mouth.

Duo swallowed as much of Heero's essence as he could, while watching Heero fall limply back down to Earth.

Heero felt his raging heartbeat begin to calm before turning heavy eyes toward Duo who had slid back up Heero's sweat slicked body.

"Did you like that, Hee-chan?" Duo asked knowing full well the answer to that question.

Heero tried to glare but the effect was ruined by his sleepy looking expression and his nakedness.

Duo laughed softly. "Oy Heero. I hope you're not planning on falling asleep on me. I'm not quite finished with you . . ."

Heero struggled to keep his eyes open as he regarded Duo critically for a moment. A second later, his blue eyes widened in understanding as he saw Duo still erect and pulsing with each beat of his heart. Tentatively, Heero reached down and encircled Duo's member with his hand, slowly pumping the other boy up and down in time with his own heartbeat.

Duo felt his breath catch when Heero began to pump him up and down but this wasn't what he wanted. With an effort, he pulled out of Heero's vice-like grip.

Heero scowled at Duo's actions. "Duo?" he asked, afraid that he had done something wrong.

Duo smiled down at his lover before kissing him on the lips, letting Heero taste himself there. "If you kept that up Heero, I wouldn't have been able to stop myself and I want to be buried inside you when I come." He paused as a thought struck him. "That is if you're sure you still want me?"

Heero felt his groin tighten at the softly spoken words. Pulling Duo down against him, he ground his reawakened arousal into Duo's abdomen. "Does that feel like I am unsure?"

Duo shook his head as he once again began to lightly probe Heero's entrance. A single solitary digit slid in past the tight ring of muscle just as he kissed Heero again, swallowing the short haired boy's gasp of surprise. Adding another finger, he began to scissor Heero's opening, stretching him.

Heero clung to Duo's shoulders as the unfamiliar feelings began to wash over him. "Duo . . . Do it. NOW!!"

Duo smiled at Heero's brusqueness. "Just give me a second, koi. I have to get something to make it easier for you."

Heero shook his head and as Duo tried to stand, grabbed Duo about the wrist and jerked the other boy back down. He hissed between his teeth as his shoulder protested the action but he ignored it. "I don' t care if it hurts. Please Duo."

Duo ran a hand down over his love's face before gently placing a kiss on Heero's brow. "But I do. I'll only be a minute."

Reluctantly Heero let Duo go. However, he didn't have to like it.

Duo knew Heero was upset with him. It was just that he had seen it too many times before where no one had taken the precaution to lubricate themselves and had ended up hurting the one beneath them. He didn't want to do that to Heero. He couldn't bear it if he hurt him.

Rushing into the bedroom, he opened his knapsack and dumped its contents on the bed. Rummaging through the various articles, he glared. He couldn't find it. Where was it? He knew he had some. Frustrated he threw the bag across the floor and headed back out to the living room. He would just have to tell Heero that they couldn't, since they didn't have anything to make it easier. That should go over well. <i> Yeah right, </i> he thought bitterly. <i> The way Heero and I are right now, I'd be surprised if we didn't do it anyway. </i>

Shaking his head, he reached the living room and stopped cold. Heero was once more laying in front of the fire. His blue eyes smoldering with desire as he watched him, a jar of honey in his hands. "Where?" Duo sputtered, surprised. " Where'd you get that?"

Heero tilted his head, a slight crooked grin on his handsome face. "The cupboard, of course. Since you were taking so long, I figured you were having trouble finding whatever you were looking for when it dawned on me what exactly it was you were looking for. So I improvised. Now get over here and fuck me."

Duo laughed at Heero's tone. He couldn't remember a time when he had ever heard the boy so gruff and crass. He liked it. Heading over to the reclined Wing pilot, his one thought was <i> I'm going to enjoy this. </i>

Author'S Note: I was going to have the lemon in this chapter but it was getting long, so I divided up. Look out for falling lemons in the next chapter. *Grins*