Email the authoress at: jadee@earthlink.net
Archive: Lipstick Cherry Red, and well, if you want it so badly, just ask:)
Rating? Hisui's second Yaoi Lemon, not for kids under 18 (but hell, if you're a kid over 18, read on!)
Warning: Yaoi/shounen-ai type story, if that's not your cup of tea, hit the backspace key and do us both a favor:)
Pairing: 1x1,2x2 1+2+1
Disclaimers: My Name's not Sunrise Entertainment or Bandai, so I guess I don't own Gundam Wing, eh? This is a not-for profit fanfic ;)
Notes: Betaed by the wonderful Carlea! Thank you!
Feedback: I like it as much as chocolate!
Heero sagged limply on the couch, feeling unusually tired and languid after a long day. Having completed everything he had to do earlier in the day, but reluctant to sleep so early, Heero decided to follow Duo's advice. He sighed, staring at the wide screen television, even though it was off.
"Act like a normal kid ... have fun." He mumbled to himself and sighed, the puff of breath pushing his jagged brown hair out of his face before he reached out to the coffee table and grasped the controls to the television. 'Perhaps this will provide some entertainment,' he thought to himself as he studied the controls for a moment. Turning it on, Heero changed the channel until he saw the evening news. The anchor woman was in the middle of her report. A picture of a large military base in flames was behind her. He could just make out the outline of military personnel attempting to douse the flames. 'Ah, so that's what Duo was up to tonight. Nice work!' A small smile crept onto Heero's face. As much trouble Duo was, the boy was very competent. Heero simply didn't like to admit that to the other boy, as it would only increase Duo's ego that much more. Bored by the human interest story that had followed the headline news, Heero started changing the channels, stopping only for a moment before moving along. Watching each channel flicker by with disinterest, Heero grew sleepy and inattentive as he slunk further into the soft cushions of the couch, his blue eyes started to close. 'Damn, no wonder I always find Duo asleep in front of the television, this is so comfortable,' he kicked off his shoes and socks and let them lay there on the floor in a heap. Finally, he came upon one of the many cable channels that they had.
Heero's eyes widened at the expanse of naked flesh writhing on the screen. "What the-?" Now he knew he wasn't going to sleep anytime soon. He cleared his throat and put the controls down. Heero knew very well that Duo enjoyed pornography, and perhaps the others watched the channel on occasion, too, but he had never seen it himself until now. A young woman was performing oral sex on a young man who bore a shocking resemblance to Trowa on the screen. For some reason, he found that amusing, knowing full well that Trowa had no interest in the opposite sex. Still, seeing the two people fully naked and having sex was suddenly making him feel very hot. He knew his cheeks were burning, but his own arousal went farther than that. Shifting his butt on the couch did very little to ease the slow, pleasurable ache that was beginning to throb in his groin.
The woman on the screen was joined by a blond man and Heero choked on a small burst of laughter. Once the other man joined the woman in servicing Trowa's look-a-like, Heero's cock pulsed sharply in interest, making him groan. He pulled at the spandex between his legs to relieve some of the pressure that built within him, but it certainly didn't have the desired effect. Suddenly aware of how far he was thinking of going, Heero took a quick look around the dark, empty room. Good, everyone's asleep,' he thought just before he began rubbing one hand against his cloth-covered erection. As the trio changed positions to have sex, Heero felt his skin grow even hotter, he was sweating a little. He didn't masturbate often, as fear of being caught by his talkative roommate was deterrent enough. It had been a while, and Heero found himself wildly horny. A thin, salty layer of sweat covered his skin, his breathing became heavy. Abandoning all sense of propriety, Heero shed his black spandex pants, shivering as cool air bathed his aching, erect cock. Still wearing the tank top, Heero watched the screen with fading interest as he dipped his own hands under his shirt to travel over his chest and stomach. A favorite fantasy of his played itself in his mind. He imagined his own hands being replaced with Duo's, and then his arousal rose sharply as the image of Duo's lips wrapped around his cock fired his imagination. With one hand circling his own tight, brown nipple, he reached down with his other hand and started to slowly stroke his cock. Heero's heightened attention to his self-pleasuring distracted him to the point where he didn't notice another presence in the room.
Duo Maxwell quietly opened the door to the safe house, not wanting to wake anyone. Closing the door behind him and locking it, he noticed that the television was on, as there was a flickering blue light emanating from the den across the hall. Silently, Duo put his pack down on the floor and tiptoed up to the open door. A soft, sweet moan of pleasure from inside the room caused Duo to shiver in delight. 'Can't be Quatre, not Wufei...' he ticked off a list of people that were in the house with him, and then he saw what the person was doing and what he was watching. 'Heero!' Duo stood by the doorway, frozen as he watched the figure on the couch writhe in pleasure. Never would he have thought that Heero would do such a thing, but there he was. Masturbating in front of a raunchy porn movie. 'Damn, he's even doing it in my favorite place on the couch!' He scratched his head in thought. Heero threw back his head as his arousal intensified, catching Duo's darkened violet eyes. Both boys froze, Heero released his grip on his cock and Duo's mouth opened slightly. Searching his fevered brain for an excuse as to why he was watching Heero wank, Duo only managed to stand there, like a deer enraptured by a pair of headlights just before it died. Yet Heero made no indication that Duo was in harm's way. He only shifted himself so he completely faced the other boy. Heero could tell that Duo was aroused by his flushed cheeks and the prominent bulge in his baggy pants.
"Uh...sorry, Heero," Duo managed to squeak out before backing away from the delicious sight that Heero was.
"Duo," Heero's voice was a husky whisper. "Close the door behind you." It was not a tone of voice Duo was used to hearing from the other boy, but he found it very attractive.
More flustered than he thought possible by the awkward situation, Duo backed through the door and reached for the doorknob when he noticed the heated look Heero was giving him. "Sure, Heero, I'll be out of your way..."
"No!" Heero frowned and beckoned him inside with one hand. "Come in, then close the door, Duo."
"Wha-? Um...okay!" Duo did as he was told. Cautiously, Duo stepped forward, as if he was afraid the sensual picture Heero had made would shatter if he came too close. He swallowed hard when Heero once again wrapped his hand around his own cock and started to squeeze it. Seeing what Duo was staring at, and not having much reason for shame at this point, Heero knelt on the cushions of the couch and stretched himself until his cock was showing over the back of the couch. Duo's eyes widened at the sight of Heero's large erection and licked his lips nervously.
"Duo..." Heero drew Duo's attention back away from his groin with another husky whisper. His friend swallowed hard as he looked into Heero's eyes. Was that a glint of mischief? "I'm bored." Heero almost whined, a slight mockery of something he heard Duo say one too many times. Duo shivered at the sight of Heero half-naked, hard and sweaty. He promised himself that this would be a memory to last him until he died. The sarcasm didn't escape Duo, however, and he decided to be a tease. Grasping his braid in one hand, he ran the tip of his braid over his lips slowly. The other hand cupped his own arousal through the fabric of his black pants. Heero licked his lips, surprised at how hot his friend could be. He treated Duo to a surprisingly lecherous grin.
"Uh, so, what do you want, Heero?" Duo asked, surprisingly clear-headed despite the surreal feeling this situation was giving him. Silence stretched out between the two boys. Heero's gaze going from his crotch to his face with wide, dark blue eyes. The only noise in the room now was the pornographic movie in the background. "Heero." Duo reached out to touch him on the arm briefly, but then the other boy's nostrils flared in anxiety as he frowned and shrunk away from the touch. He pulled his hand back as if he had nearly touched a flame. "Sorry," he muttered under his breath. So Heero didn't want him to touch him.
"I want..." Heero began, drawing Duo's thoughts away from any self-criminalization before the boy ran off. "I want you to ... to ... ack!" Heero shook his head in indecision. Why couldn't he just come out and say it. Duo smirked as he saw his friend scratch his head and struggle with words he possibly didn't even know.
"Fuck you?" Heero shivered in delight at the tone of Duo's voice, but shook his head 'no' again. "Okay ..." His friend walked around the couch and was treated to a very nice view of Heero's posterior. Heero turned and watched him, waiting for him to come up with the right answer. "How about I suck you off?" Heero's answer was another shiver, but he still got another shake of the tussled brown head of his close friend. He plopped himself down on the couch a few feet from Heero, making sure to adjust his clothing around his own prominent erection. "Do you want to do either of those things to me?" It was his turn to shiver at the hungry look in Heero's eyes, but the answer was still no. Duo was getting frustrated here, and the ache in his groin was becoming very persistent. A growl escaped his lips. "Look, Heero, if you don't tell me what the hell you want, I'm leaving to take care of this," he grabbed his own groin to illustrate his growing arousal irritably, "upstairs in the privacy of our bedroom."
Heero nodded emphatically. Finally, Duo seemed to be getting the point!
"What? You want me to leave now?" He sighed, exasperated, when Heero shook his head again.
"No, stay here and take care of it," Heero said with a hopeful look in his eyes. His friend blinked a few times, and then understanding showed in Duo's lovely violet eyes.
"Ooohh ... I see. You want to see me do it." Duo smiled broadly at Heero, who returned the smile. "Pervert!" he said with a laugh, but he stopped laughing when Heero actually pouted at him. "Not that that's a bad thing, big guy!" Duo tried to mollify Heero's feelings, but then realized the other boy was shaking with repressed laughter. "You're very scary today, Heero," Duo said as he reached down to his lap to undo his pants, but his hands were batted away by Heero. Apparently, he wanted to do the task. Not one to argue, Duo leaned back as Heero unbuttoned his pants with shaky hands. Unfortunately, he wasn't wearing his best pair of underwear, and Heero gave him a questioning look at the sight of his clean, but hole-riddled grey briefs. Duo was only able to give him an apologetic look and a shrug.
"Laundry day, Heero," was his only excuse, but when Heero returned his grin, he knew the other boy was not put off by his clothing. Done releasing Duo's flesh from his clothing, Heero gave his arousal an approving squeeze, then settled back into his old spot on the couch and watched him expectantly. As much as Duo wanted to touch the boy beside him, or even make love to the enigmatic creature who was his friend, he knew it wasn't what Heero wanted, and was willing to obey his wishes. Besides, in this case, it was enough to know what Heero was like without his cold mask in place. He liked the look in Heero's eyes right now. It was a cross between hunger and desire. 'Why didn't I see that before? Damn, so much wasted time'
The movie started to get into action again, this time it seemed just to be two men going at it. The moans of the actors on the screen caused a spike in the arousal of both boys. Heero was the first to begin lazily stroking his cock, pulling at it slowly and waiting for Duo to do the same. Duo broke out of his trance-like state and started to do the same, twisting his hand around the shaft of his glistening cock. He could tell Heero was watching him from the corner of his eye, and it turned him on. To be with Heero, even in this odd situation, was a big turn on for him.
Knowing he wouldn't last long watching Duo masturbate, Heero licked one hand, then replaced his other hand with the wet one. The extra sliding sensation caused him to moan slightly. Duo sped up his pace, reaching one hand up to toy with his own nipples, wishing it were Heero. He wondered if Heero knew that he was one of his favorite fantasies. Hopefully, Heero either wouldn't find out, or wouldn't mind.
Capturing a pearly bit of fluid from the tip of his cock, Duo spread it out over his cock, enjoying the slippery feel. Heero's hand was moving incredibly fast, and the boy cried out loudly as milky white fluid erupted from his cock. Heero slowed his stroking down as he sat there, panting harshly from his orgasm. For a moment, it was all Duo could do to look at the cream on his friend's stomach before his own passion came thundering upon him. Heat coiled in his stomach, shot through his groin and flew out of his body as he screamed loud enough to wake the entire household.
"Oh, fuck....Oh, Heero!" He breathed out as the last vestiges of climax spilled from his body. The last time he felt like this he had received an electric shock from Deathscythe. Realizing that he had, indeed, said Heero's name during his passionate moment, his face burned. He refused to open his eyes, even as he heard Heero shift his body on the couch. At the gentle touch of soft, cool fabric upon his stomach and thighs made him gasp and open his eyes.
"Heero?" Duo asked as he watched Heero clean him off gently with the balled-up remnants of his black spandex shorts. Heero looked up to see the very confused look on his partner's face and smirked.
"Hn?"
"What was that?"
"Hm. It was fun," was the only answer Duo got and it made him laugh. Heero stood in front of him, a thoughtful look on his face. Though he was embarrassed at having been caught by Duo, it didn't turn out that badly for either of them.
"Hey, I heard a scream down here, is everyone o---Oh my goodness!" Quatre, awakened by Duo's scream of completion, had come downstairs to see if all was well. The last thing he expected to see was his two friends half naked in front of each other. It seemed Duo and Heero were sharing a private moment.
"Heero! Cover yourself up!" Duo exclaimed as he threw the other boy a pillow. The pillow bounced off Heero and landed ineffectively at his feet. Giving up on him, Duo quickly righted his clothing and looked up at Quatre.
"I'm...I'm so sorry, Quatre! Heero and I were just about to-" 'about to what?' Duo thought as he tried desperately to come up with some sort of excuse for this situation. For once, he didn't know what to say, and he cursed under his breath. Duo saw that Heero was doing nothing to cover himself up, so he stood to obscure the view Quatre was getting. If he weren't so upset by the other's interruption himself, he would have noticed how amused Heero was at that moment.
Quatre turned away from his friends to afford them privacy. "No, I'm sorry, Duo! I should have knocked on the door before barging in, but I heard you scream, and-" Realizing what had caused that scream made Quatre blush even harder, "I'll be leaving now. So sorry, Duo and Heero!" With that, Quatre dashed out of the room, leaving the two boys to their silence. The announcement for another movie beginning startled Duo into action, he turned, grabbed the controls for the television and turned it off.
"No more porn for you, Heero!" Duo shook his finger at his friend, teasing him. Heero took him seriously.
"Understood," and the wounded look on Heero's face caused Duo to do a double take.
"No more giving me a heart attack, either" Duo smiled and stood in front of Heero. Their faces were only inches apart.
"Understood." Duo could now feel the soft touch of Heero's breath against his face. Heero, having recently suffered another growth spurt, stood an inch taller than him. Sick of controlling his own feelings for the other boy, whether it was for his own protection, or Heero's, Duo was bound to snap. And he did.
"Heero?"
"Hm?"
"Can I kiss you?"
A small nod of Heero's head, and Duo leaned in. Heero, expecting a full kiss on the lips, was surprised when Duo gave him a quick peck on the lips, then darted away, laughing.
"Catch me if you can, Soldier-boy!" Duo laughed and ran upstairs, his long braid trailing after him like a cat's tail. Heero blinked once, twice, then bolted after his friend.
With Love,
Hisui ;)