After Colony 212
14th of February
"Uhh... that's good." Duo moaned into his pillow. "A little
lower, Heero. Ahh... heaven..."
"You shouldn't overdo yourself." Heero scolded the older man as he
left the warm cloth on Duo's back where the bullet's scar was
"Mom is right." Solo grumbled at his father who was lying on his
stomach on the bed. "Your wound isn't fully recovered yet, Dad. I know
you want to talk with the others, but try limiting your walk next time.
If you continue like this, you'll never leave the bed."
"Hmm... I don't mind that." Duo reached his smaller husband and pulled
him down next to him. "As long as your mom is in bed with me too."
"Du.. hmphh." Whatever Heero wanted to say was swallowed by Duo. He
used his arm to draw his husband closer and devoured the luscious
mouth, sticking his tongue in at the first chance.
Solo rolled his eyes at his Dad's eagerness. "Time for me to go, I
think." He stood up and smiled slightly. "Have a nice wedding night,
Dad, Mom." That got him a thumbs up from his preoccupied Dad while his
mommy could only let out a grunt, already melting from his Dad's
Once the door closed behind Solo, Duo let his arm sneak beneath
Heero's shirt. His husband was still wearing his wedding suit while
Duo was only clad in his black pants, already removing his shirt to
get his back treated earlier. Not that the wedding suit would last
long. Duo was already in the middle of unbuttoning the white shirt,
silencing his husband's protest with his mouth. He just opened the
last button when his back protested. Duo moaned loudly, thus breaking
the kiss and lowered his hand to lessen the pain. "Kuso!"
"I see you also still can curse in Japanese." Heero's dry words were
ruined by his panting. He sat up on the bed, causing his unbuttoned
shirt to part and reveal his bare chest. His Prussian blue eyes showed
his concern as his hand touched the not-so-warm cloth on Duo's back.
"You weren't supposed to be released from hospital. Don't be making
useless movements. You have to rest now. I'll warm the cloth again."
Heero took the cloth off Duo's back and was about to stand up when
Duo's arm slid around his waist and pulled him back to the bed.
"Rest? You ask me to rest on my wedding night?" Duo sounded
incredulous. "There's no way in hell I'll reeeugghh." His back
"You have to rest, Duo." Heero managed to leave his moaning husband
this time and returned with the newly warmed cloth.
Duo sighed in relief as the cloth was placed on his back again. He
grabbed Heero's hand and looked up at his husband. "I want to make
love with you tonight, Heero."
"There'll be other nights, Duo."
Duo shook his head. "No, I want to tonight. Especially this night."
Ignoring Heero's protests, he rolled so he was lying on his back now.
He tried to sit up but Heero pushed him down and glared at him.
Duo sighed and gestured toward the nightstand's drawer. "I have
something for you."
Heero sent him a warning glare not to get up while he opened the
drawer. The Japanese boy reached inside and took out a tube of...
"No no, wrong drawer, it's in the second drawer from above." Duo
paused. "Bring the lube too though, I intend to use it tonight."
"No, Duo. You must..." Whatever Heero wanted to say, died as he
looked at the item he retrieved from the second drawer. They were small
replicas of Wing Zero and Deathscythe Hell Custom encased in a glass
box. Not just small replicas, but actual miniatures of the
Gundams. The parts were made carefully and in detail; connected at the
precise locations the original ones were. The Gundams
stood side by side. Zero's left hand entwined with Deathscythe's right
one. Heero tore his eyes from the glass box and looked at his husband.
"Happy Valentine, Heero." Duo smiled. "I have wanted to give you that
for years. They are made from what was left of our Gundams. It took me quite
a long time to make them."
Cradling the box as if it was his most precious thing, Heero sat down
next to his husband and gave him a passionate kiss. "Thank you so
much, Duo." He glanced down at the box. "I... I don't have anything to
give you, I ... "
Duo put his finger to silence his husband. "You don't have to give me
anything today. However I do want something from you, Heero."
"What is it?"
"Make love to me." Duo caressed Heero's cheek lovingly. "I want to
make love to my husband on this Valentine's Day and our wedding
"But your injury..." Heero paused and looked thoughtful. "Very well,
but you may not move during it." He then stood up and placed the glass
box on the nightstand.
"What? How can I..." Duo's protests died on his lips as Heero started
to disrobe. The older man could feel himself harden in an instant as
Heero's shirt touched the floor, baring Heero's wiry body. "Let me
move this one time." Not waiting for Heero to agree, he raised
himself to lean against the headboard. His injury was long forgotten
as his eyes feasted on his half naked husband.
"No more moving, Duo." Heero warned him and Duo agreed to just let
Heero continue what he was doing. The older man's heart started uneven
thumping as he watched his younger husband unzip his dark blue pants
and push them down along with the boxers, baring himself completely.
Duo's cock quickly grew to its full hardness.
"Stay there." Duo said hoarsely when Heero started to walk toward him.
His husbands pale skin looked glowing under the faint lighting of the
room. "Please stand still, I want to see you whole, Heero."
Heero complied, but it was clear that he wasn't comfortable. His cheeks
turned pink while his left hand covered his privates and his right
hand hugged his own waist. Duo however was oblivious with his
husband's discomfort as his eyes trailed every inch of Heero's bare
"Remove your hands, Heero. I want to see all of you."
Heero slowly removed his hands. The sight of the horizontal scar across
Heero's stomach snapped Duo from his lust. He became aware of the
bullet scars on Heero's arms and legs. Anger suddenly replaced his
lust, but he quickly quelled it. He wouldn't give in to anger on
his wedding night. After he regained control of his emotions, Duo
looked up and smacked himself for neglecting Heero's feelings. It was
obvious that Heero was uncomfortable from the way he didn't look
straight at him. Mentally cursing himself, Duo tried to ease Heero's
discomfort. "Heero, look at me."
Prussian blue eyes hesitantly met violet ones.
"Come here, love." Duo gestured to his lap. He waited till Heero
settled down on his lap then seized his head, looking straight at his
younger husband. "Do not be ashamed of your body. You're beautiful,
Heero. The scars don't make you ugly. I know you don't care about my
scars, so apply that to yourself as well." Duo traced the horizontal
scar on Heero's stomach gently. "I see you as the most beautiful
person and always will, because your beauty comes from inside."
Duo caressed Heero's body slowly and gently, showing nothing of his
early eagerness. "If you don't feel like making love tonight, just say
so. I'll be okay. As you have said, there's always another night."
Heero shook his head. "I want to. I'm just worried about your injury."
"Injury? What injury? I don't feel it anymore." Duo grinned slyly.
"Since you want to, don't waste time anymore." That said, Duo dove
down and started nibbling his husband's vulnerable neck. His hands
roamed over Heero's bare flesh, fondling and kneading it here and
"Duo, don't move too much." Heero panted at Duo's ministration. His
hands locked behind Duo's head. He arched his back and squirmed
slightly when Duo's mouth trailed down and played with his right
nipple. Heero's movement caused his bottom to rub against Duo's
clothed arousal. Growling, he released Heero's now hard and vulnerable
nipple and attacked its twin. The way Duo's tongue twirled the nipple
gave Heero's jolt of pleasure. The Japanese boy squirmed more and
ground his ass against Duo's twitching cock harder. His cock also
rubbed against Duo's stomach at each squirm. It didn't take long for
Duo's control to start crumbling. After giving Heero's nipple a final
nip, Duo released the hard nub and patted Heero's bottom.
"Move over a little, love. I need to get rid of my pants."
Still panting, Heero complied and shifted backward. Together they
attacked Duo's zipper and within seconds, the pants joined Heero's
clothes on the floor.
"Finally." Duo sighed in relief as nothing restrained his cock
anymore. "Now the lube...."
Heero thrust the lube into Duo's hand and got onto his knees. Before Duo
managed to question his intentions, Heero took Duo's hard cock into his
hand and lowered his head, giving Duo a tentative lick on the tip. The
words stuck in Duo's throat. Only moans made their way out of his mouth as
Heero repeated his ministrations a few times before taking Duo into his
mouth. The older man yelled as he felt the warm wetness envelope him.
It had been a long, long time since he had such a moist and velvety
feeling sheath him. He could feel pleasure course through his body,
sending him quickly toward his orgasm. To distract himself, Duo
uncapped the lube and poured it onto his fingers.
When their bodies had been the same size and height, it had been
difficult to reach behind Heero. But now that he was bigger and
taller, he easily could reach behind Heero and inserted his fingers
into Heero's tight opening. As two of his fingers slid in, his younger
husband moaned around his cock, sending vibrations along his cock.
Pleasure coursed around him, making it difficult for Duo to
concentrate on his task. Not to mention that Heero began to slide in
and out, mimicking what his fingers were doing on his younger
"Enough." Duo panted and withdrew his fingers. "I want you now,
Heero released Duo's cock and climbed up onto Duo's lap, placing his
hands on Duo's shoulders. The older man automatically put his hands on
Heero's hips and slowly he guided his younger husband down. Both of
them moaned as Duo's tip touched Heero's opening, louder when it
passed through. Heero gasped at the penetration and unconsciously
tightened his ring muscles, giving more pleasure to Duo. Pushing
Heero down slowly, he intended to enjoy the sensation of having Heero
surrounded him inch by inch, going deep into Heero where nobody else
had ever been.
"Duo." Heero whimpered in pleasure as he finally stopped descending.
Duo knew then that he was buried to the hilt inside Heero. Their
bodies joined as one. He shuddered at the feeling of velvety warmth
around his cock. No one else had ever been given the privilege to be
inside this exquisite tightness. Not that he would let anyone else had
it been. They would have to face Shinigami's wrath first.
Giving Heero time to adjust into him, Duo concentrated on kissing his
husband. His tongue slid in and within no time, started exploring
Heero's mouth thoroughly. He was delighted when Heero's tongue twined
with his and soon they were engaged in a tongue battle. Duo didn't need
to wait long till Heero wiggled. A signal that he was ready.
He broke the kiss and looked at his panting husband. "Move as you
like, Heero." His hands were still on Heero's hips but he didn't
interfere when Heero started lifting up and pushed himself down
slowly. Duo savored each stroke, each push, feeling Heero's velvety
muscles around him while he nibbled on Heero's shoulder. He couldn't
help but moan as Heero's warm and tight channel slid up and down on
Gradually, Heero's pace became faster. The Japanese boy pulled up
quickly and pushed down on Duo harder. Duo could feel himself tensing
and sensed the upcoming orgasm. He slipped one hand between their
bodies and kissed Heero hard. His younger husband cried out at his
touch and buried his hands in Duo's hair. After a few strokes, Heero
tensed up and came onto Duo's hand. His inner muscles tightened around
Duo, sending the older man over the edge as well. Duo yelled his
husband's name and tightened his arms around Heero. His vision became
white and he poured his passion into Heero.
For an instant, he forgot everything else. All he was aware of was Heero
and his wonderful tightness around him. Searching blindly, Duo's mouth
found his younger husband's shoulder and settled there, making more
hickeys. He didn't know what he was babbling between creating the
hickeys. It was only after the white pleasure left him that he
realized he had been whispering his love over and over to Heero. Now
that his rational mind was working, he found out that Heero had been
"And here you say I overdo myself." Duo chuckled and kissed his
unconscious husband's cheek lovingly. He then searched for the warm
cloth behind his back and used it to clean both of them before tossing
it onto the floor. Very, very gently, he eased himself onto his back
with Heero lying on him. His softening cock was still inside Heero and
Duo didn't plan to withdraw anytime soon. He liked falling asleep while
their bodies were still joined as one. If he could, he never wanted to
be separated again.
Duo knew he was grinning like crazy, but he didn't care. He was very
happy. So happy that he felt his heart might burst. His hands lazily
stroked Heero's back while his heart gradually beat slower and his
breath became steadier. He felt at peace. No more searching endlessly,
no more worrying over his lost soul mate. Lifting Heero's right hand,
Duo felt overwhelming happiness at the sight of the gold band encircling
Heero's ring finger. Though he knew he didn't need a ring to make
Heero stay with him, he got additional joy from knowing Heero was
his. Legally his. Truly his.
"Heero Yuy-Maxwell." Duo murmured the words and brought Heero's hand
up to kiss the gold ring.
Heero sighed in his sleep and twined his fingers with Duo.
Duo smiled and kissed his husband gently, savoring the feel of Heero's
warm lips against his.
"My soul mate for eternity. We'll never be apart again."
After Colony 212
15th of February
Android J was glad that Duo and Heero let him stay with them in their
house. He was happy when Duo also gave him a personal computer to work
on. Right now though, he wasn't too happy as the Chinese man on the
video phone explained that his wife had thrown up her breakfast. He
asked the android to come to check her.
The android wondered how Wufei could father five daughters and not
know morning sickness when his wife had already been though it five
times. He was about to tell those exact words to the Chinese man when
the internal phone rang. He picked up the phone, intending to let
Wufei steam for a little longer. Duo's voice came out worriedly. "Dr
J!! Heero is throwing up. I don't know what's wrong with him. Please
come to our room."
Oh dear. The android blinked as he realized he had two pregnancies to
be taken care and two quite idiotic husbands for not recognizing the