Part the Tenth: Over, Under, In and Out
Duo was lost in a haze of passion that pervaded his mind as Heero
kissed him. Heero tugged him close, pulling him into his lap so that
Duo was straddling Heero's thighs. Their tongues twisted together,
writhing in Duo's mouth until Duo could do nothing but cling tightly
to Heero's shoulders and moan his reluctance away. He pulled his
mouth away to breathe and Heero immediately latched onto his neck,
suckling a tender patch of skin where his neck met his shoulder,
causing Duo to gasp aloud and tilt his head back.
Oh god, he'd wanted this, wanted it from the first moment he'd seen
Heero, staring down at him from the bed. He'd fought that feeling for
so long, not wanting to take advantage, wanting to give Heero some
time to himself. And he'd ended up hurting him with his reluctance.
Duo buried his face in the crook of Heero's neck and squeezed his
eyes shut. Wave after wave of emotion crashed through him - need,
hunger, guilt, lust, reluctance, hesitation... love. Oh god, he was
falling in love with Heero... and he couldn't keep him.
A sob escaped from the back of his throat. Heero pulled his mouth
away from Duo's neck, his hands sliding up to cup Duo's face. "What's
wrong?" he asked softly, searching Duo's eyes. "We can stop if you
Duo shook his head furiously. "No, no... I don't want you to stop..."
He choked on the words, moving one hand up to bury his fingers in
Heero's thick, soft hair, clenching as if afraid the man would
disappear at any moment. "I just...I haven't... not for a long time
His words died as understanding crossed Heero's face. The other man
leaned in, silently kissing the lone tear that slipped down Duo's
cheek before whispering in his ear, "I'll go slow then, all right?"
Duo could only nod, then gasp as Heero slipped his hands inside the
terry cloth robe, pulling it open, baring his body to Heero's gaze.
He felt Heero shiver before slightly trembling hands smoothed their
way down his chest. Duo sucked in his stomach on reflex as wandering
fingers found a ticklish spot. Heero gave him a wicked grin, but
Duo's expression told him he'd better move on or be prepared to face
the consequences. Heero hesitated for a moment, and Duo suspected
that had he not been weak from 'hunger,' Heero might have given in to
Strong fingers wrapped themselves around Duo's half-hard cock,
stroking him to fullness. Duo let out a small cry, dropping his head
to Heero's shoulder as the man's fingers worked their magic over him.
Dimly he was aware of pulling hard on Heero's hair, but Heero gave no
sound of protest. Duo panted against the man's shoulder, suddenly
overwhelmed by Heero's touch. He squirmed in Heero's lap and bit his
lip to keep from coming. But then Heero's hot breath was against his
ear, and his warm, deep voice whispered, "Give me this. Let me feel
Duo squeezed his eyes shut, his back arched and he moaned aloud as
Heero's deft fingers brought him to the edge and then pushed him
over. His whole body shook in Heero's lap as he jerked and spilled
over Heero's hand and onto his stomach. His face was still half-
buried against the crook of Heero's neck and he inhaled the man's
sweet-salty scent as he gasped for air.
Heero held him until he stopped shaking, then he eased Duo back a
bit, his hands cupping Duo's face and brushing back strands of damp,
loose hair. "Are you all right?" he asked softly, letting his thumb
brush over Duo's bottom lip.
Duo nodded, still trembling with the intensity of his release. He
blinked away the tears he could feel forming, threatening to spill
over. He took a deep breath and smiled shyly at Heero. "Did... did
"A little. It took the edge off... for both of us." He blushed a
little and looked down. "But I still need..."
Duo reached up and placed a finger on his mouth. "Shhh. I know. I'm
not going to back out." He removed his finger and replaced it with
his lips. Heero moaned softly as Duo slipped his tongue into his
mouth. The kiss deepened and hands clawed furiously at the robe still
hanging off Duo's shoulders. Duo shrugged it off before wrapping his
arms around Heero, pressing closer against him.
Heero's hands smoothed down the small of Duo's back, stroking softly,
sending shivers up Duo's spine. Duo whimpered his pleasure into
Heero's mouth, tongues tangling together, locked in a hot, wet dance.
Heero tasted so *good* ... he couldn't really describe it, and he was
sure he'd never taste anything similar. He tried to commit the man's
taste to memory, just in case...
Heero's fingers slid lower, exploring the curve of Duo's hip, the
rounded plane of his ass. Duo sucked in his breath as a wandering
finger delved into the crevice to brush over his entrance. His
breathing came in harsh, short pants as Heero moved to nibble his
neck, fingers caressing him intimately. When Heero pushed the tip of
one finger inside him, he hissed in surprise.
"W-wait," he gasped, pulling back.
Heero withdrew his hands, looking at him curiously. "Did I hurt you?"
Duo shook his head. "No. But you could. I'm not... my body's not...
used to this, not anymore. We'll need help." At Heero's confused
look, Duo leaned in and kissed him quickly on the lips. "Come with
Duo pushed himself off of Heero's lap and stood, offering his hand
down at the man still sitting on the floor. "Can you stand?"
Heero took his hand and used it to pull himself up. He swayed in
place for a moment before letting go of Duo. "I am fine. For the
Duo smiled at him again, standing unabashedly naked in front of
Heero, hair falling haphazardly over his shoulders. He crooked his
finger and motioned Heero to follow him into the bedroom. He had
Heero sit on the bed as they entered, while Duo slipped into the
bathroom, returning a moment later with a small, plastic tube. He
crossed the bedroom floor and climbed back into Heero's lap, tube in
"This should help," Duo said, pressing the tube into Heero's hand.
Heero looked at, turning it this way and that, frowning. "What is it?"
Duo's blinked. "You've never used lubrication before?" When Heero
shook his head, Duo popped open the cap and squeezed some of the
cool, slippery gel onto Heero's fingers. "It's used to help... you
know... ease the way." He blushed and laughed nervously over having
to explain lube to a two thousand year old sex 'demon.'
Heero's eyes widened as he rubbed the gel between his
fingers. "Amazing. This would have been useful with some of the old
hags I had to bed in the Middle Ages. Dry as a stinking desert, they
Duo wrinkled his nose. "Ew! TMI! Don't go there!" Duo literally felt
sick to his stomach at the thought of Heero with anyone else. And to
picture him with an old granny, demanding he service her... he
blanched. "Ugh. You just gave me a mental image I so didn't need."
Heero locked his arms around him and swung him around to lie on his
back in the center of the bed. "Then let me give you one you do," he
said, as he bent his head and swirled one pebble-hard nipple into his
Duo gasped aloud, arching his back as his fingers sought out Heero's
hair. Heero's hand spread down over his stomach, causing Duo to suck
in his breath sharply. Heero switched to the other nipple and Duo
cried out as a sharp jolt of sensation shot through him, traveling a
line that seemed to connect his nipple to his groin. The feeling was
almost overwhelming and Duo tugged on Heero's hair, bringing the
man's head up so Duo could claim his lips.
Heero moaned into Duo's mouth, hand sliding down to grip Duo's hip.
Duo wrapped one leg around Heero and used it to flip them over. He
leaned up on one elbow, hair spilling around them both as Duo grinned
down at Heero. "I want a taste," he said, bending his head to lick
one of Heero's brown nipples.
Heero swallowed a groan, his hands tangled in the mass that was Duo's
hair. Duo slowly swirled his tongue around the hardened nub, tasting
the saltiness of Heero's skin. He could feel the slight trembling of
Heero's body beneath his own and decided he could torment him later.
He moved lower, marking a wandering trail with his tongue as his hand
sought out and found Heero's dick and he wrapped his fingers around
He sat up, staring down at Heero who lay on his back, eyes half shut,
watching him intently. Duo stared at the organ in his hand, pumping
him slowly, marveling at the velvety softness wrapped around
unyielding steel. His eyes grew wide as he took in the sight of Heero
in all his full glory. He'd seen it before, but he hadn't actually
taken the time to really *look*. His breathing sped up and he licked
his lips in anticipation.
"Duo?" Heero's voice was strained.
Duo rubbed the pad of his thumb over the tip, smoothing away the
small drop of moisture found there. "Jesus..." he muttered, leaning
down to let his breath flutter over the head.
Heero shivered. "Is something wrong?"
Duo shook his head. "Just... wow." He bent over and took the tip of
Heero inside his mouth. Heero fell back against the sheets, moaning
loudly as Duo sucked on the mushroom-shaped head before opening his
mouth as wide as he could, taking as much of Heero inside as possible.
Heero was large, thick, and oh so very tasty. The gods had been
generous with Zechs in that department, but with Heero... the man
must have been a personal favorite. He had to stretch his jaw wide to
accommodate his girth, and he gagged the first time he tried to take
him further down his throat.
Heero leaned up when Duo lifted his head, coughing and wiping his
mouth with the back of his throat. "Are you all right?" he asked,
reaching down to trace Duo's cheek.
Duo nodded. "Sorry. Just wasn't expecting... I mean, damn! Look at
you. You could hoist a sail on that and be your own raft!"
Heero reached down and dragged Duo up, flipping them again so Heero
could stare down at him. "Shall I take you for a ride on my raft
then?" he whispered, his breath caressing Duo's skin like the
softest of silk.
Duo stared into Heero's deep blue eyes for a moment before he burst
out laughing. "That has got to be the corniest piece of pillow talk
I've ever heard," he said between chuckles.
Heero grinned down at him. "Is it working?"
Duo stopped laughing and tugged Heero's head closer. "I'm sorry I
made you wait so long for... this. I was just..."
Heero silenced him with a soft kiss. "Shh. No regrets. Just let me
love you now." He slid his fingers through Duo's hair. "I've wanted
this... so much, since I first saw you that night in your bed. And I
hope you don't think less of me for saying this, but... I'm glad I
couldn't hold out. I tried. You didn't seem to want this. So I tried
so hard to make it through the month. But being with you, night after
night... I'm sorry. I couldn't... I needed..."
It was Duo's turn to silence Heero. He pressed their foreheads
together, wrapping his arms around Heero's body. "I did want this,
Heero. Very much. But I didn't want to force you into it, like you
have before. That's what I was afraid of." Mostly, anyway, he thought
to himself as he hugged Heero tightly. "I just... didn't want to use
you the way you've been in the past."
Heero pulled away slightly and gave him a rueful smile. "And now I'm
Duo shook his head. "Not at all. I wanted you from the first moment I
saw you, too. And I want you even more now." He spread his legs
enough so Heero's thigh could slip between them. They both hissed at
the intimate contact. "So make love to me, Heero. Take your fill of
me." Heero moved his leg and Duo stopped breathing. "Please, Heero,"
he gasped, letting his eyes flutter shut.
Heero answered him, not with words, but lips and tongue and hands.
Duo's skin felt electrified, Heero's hands sending shock waves
through him as they slid down his chest, over his stomach to wrap
around his arousal. Duo had to bite his lip from losing control at
that simple touch. He kept his eyes closed; he could feel the weight
of Heero's gaze upon him and he knew he would be lost if he saw it.
When Heero's mouth descended on him, Duo thought he might swallow his
own tongue. The world around him faded out and existed solely of
Heero's warm, wet mouth. He wound his fingers into the short tufts of
Heero's hair, letting his legs fall open when Heero's hands pressed
Heero's mouth kept him distracted enough that he did not feel the
initial entry of the man's fingers until he pushed them in sharply.
Duo cried out. Heero had thankfully used the lube Duo had given him,
but it had been so long since anyone had penetrated him that there
was a little pain. But it quickly dulled into minor discomfort as
Heero stretched him carefully, working his fingers in and out until
the discomfort was gone and Duo was shaking with need.
"H-Heero. P-please. I..." He tried to speak, but the sound died in
his throat as Heero took him deeper down his throat and pressed his
fingers hard inside him. Duo clutched at the sheets beneath him with
his free hand, pulling the fitted sheet off its corners, tossing his
head in an effort to keep from coming too soon.
He tugged furiously at Heero's hair. Heero, thankfully, decided to
show mercy. He withdrew his fingers and mouth and crawled up Duo's
body, stealing a kiss as he settled his lower body between Duo's
legs. Duo could taste himself on Heero's tongue, a practice he never
cared for with Zechs, but with Heero he could taste their mingled
flavors. It was a heady sensation and he demanded more of it.
Heero pulled back, panting, eyes glittering darkly down at him as he
pushed one of Duo's legs up and out. He positioned himself and Duo
moaned as he felt the tip of Heero's cock press against the ring of
muscle, easing inside. He grasped Heero's shoulders, digging his
fingernails into skin, gritting his teeth as he tried to relax enough
to allow Heero entrance. After a couple of false starts, with Heero
smoothing a reassuring hand over Duo's hair, Duo's body opened to him
and he slid inside, both of them crying out as Heero buried himself
to the hilt.
Neither one moved for a long, long moment. The initial pain of entry
subsided quicker than Duo thought it would, but he didn't move as
Heero's eyes were closed and his brow was furrowed in what looked
like intense concentration. A slight sheen of sweat had started to
form over Heero's skin. Duo swallowed hard. Damn, but the man was
beautiful. At that moment they were one, and Duo didn't want to ever
Heero let out a long, drawn-out breath and opened his eyes. Duo's
heart did a strange flip-flop in his chest and he reached up to cup
Heero turned his face to nuzzle Duo's hand, placing a kiss on the
palm. He turned his gaze back to the young man beneath him,
whispered, "Thank you," and moved.
Duo groaned as Heero pressed his body up, rolling his hips. There was
no pain or discomfort, only a feeling of fullness. He pulled Heero's
mouth down for a kiss as Heero began withdrawing slowly, pushing back
inside in short, shallow thrusts that left Duo gasping into Heero's
mouth as his body adjusted to the invasion.
Their movements were slow at first, gentle. Duo hooked his arms
around Heero's shoulders, holding on as they rocked together on the
bed. He let his head flop to the side when Heero picked up the pace.
He drew in a ragged breath when Heero buried his face into his neck
and sucked on the skin below his ear. He moaned and wrapped his legs
around Heero's waist, silently letting him know he wanted more.
Heero read him like an open book, interpreting every sigh, every
movement, knowing exactly what Duo wanted. Duo could do little more
than hang on, clinging to Heero as he took them higher, stoking the
fire that was building in the pit of Duo's gut. He gasped Heero's
name against the man's shoulder, raising his legs higher as Heero
started to move faster, deeper.
A series of sharp thrusts sent Duo crashing back down against the
mattress, his grip on Heero's shoulders lost as they both became
slick with perspiration. Duo arched against the sheets, his own hands
reaching up, digging his fists into his own hair, desperate to hang
on to something as he approached the edge.
Heero propped himself up on his hands above Duo. Duo could feel the
heat of his gaze on him, and he opened his own eyes to meet it.
Seeing Heero, rising above him, his face flushed with passion and
exertion, watching him so intently, was all it took for Duo to cry
out, his body shuddering as the most intense climax of his short life
wracked his body.
Heero held him close as Duo's body convulsed, whispering his
encouragement, his pleasure in seeing Duo come. Heero's voice in his
ear only prolonged the moment, and it was a long, long time before
Duo collapsed bonelessly against the bed, panting and holding onto
Heero, his face pressed against Heero's shoulder.
Heero pressed a soft, fleeting kiss against Duo's forehead, brushing
back sweaty, wet locks of hair from Duo's face. "Are you back with
Duo swallowed, his mouth so very dry. He nodded. "Uh-huh." His eyes
fluttered open to meet Heero's gaze. "And... and you? Do you feel...
Heero smiled down at him and brushed a kiss over his lips. "Much."
Duo breathed a sigh of relief. Indeed, he could see some of Heero's
color returning to him. He hadn't realized how pale his friend had
become over the past few days. He reached up to push Heero's hair out
of his eyes and run the back of his hand down Heero's cheek. An
overwhelming surge of guilt once again threatened to consume him as
he silently berated himself for not noticing Heero's deterioration
earlier. "Are you sure?" he asked, snaking his arm around Heero's
Heero nodded, then wrapped his arms tightly around Duo, flipping them
before Duo could protest. Duo blushed as he realized Heero was still
inside him, still hard. He gave a soft gasp as Heero rocked his hips
"But I'm still not one hundred percent," Heero said, rolling his hips
again, smirking up at him. "Think you can go again?"
A moment ago, Duo probably would have pleaded exhaustion. But the
hungry expression on Heero's face and the gentle motion of his hips
gave him a second wind. He nodded silently, licking his lips, bracing
his knees on either side of Heero's hips and began moving with him.
Their pace was even slower than when they began. Duo needed time to
get his own erection back, though feeling Heero buried so deep inside
him was almost pleasurable enough. Heero urged him to sit fully up,
astride him. Duo had never liked the idea of this position and had
never used it with Zechs. It had made him feel too open and
vulnerable. But with Heero murmuring encouragement and his hands
exploring his torso and chest, his eyes watching him as if he were
the most important person in the world, Duo let go of his
embarrassment and fell into their rhythm, letting his body take
control, his mind sinking into the cloudy haze of passion.
Heero's hands eventually found his reawakened erection and Duo nearly
stopped breathing when he felt Heero's fingers wrap around his shaft,
pumping him in time to their movements. Wanting to feel more, he
began moving faster, rocking up and down in a steady motion. And when
it became too much and he began to falter, Heero rose up, taking over
their rhythm. Duo hung on to his shoulders, eyes closed, head thrown
back. When Heero leaned in to take one nipple in his mouth, Duo fell
over the edge. His orgasm wasn't as intense as the one before, but it
was enough to make him go completely limp in Heero's arms when he was
Heero pulled gently out of his sated body and pressed him down
against the pillows. Duo reached for him, finding Heero's mouth with
How long they lay there, simply kissing, touching, whispering things
to each other, Duo wasn't sure. And when his body started to respond
once again to Heero's touch, he was amazed. But as much as he wanted
to stay there with Heero, he had other needs to attend to.
"Heero," he gasped as the man tugged at one nipple gently with his
teeth. "Stop... stop for a minute." Duo drew back a little and almost
laughed when he saw the pouty expression on Heero's face. "Sorry," he
said, dropping a kiss onto Heero's chin. "But I, uh... I'm starting
Heero blinked at him, then grinned. "Ah. Then perhaps..." he dragged
one finger down Duo's arm, "...I might interest you in a shower? I am
an excellent back washer."
Duo felt himself go warm all over. "That sounds... great. Just...
give me a minute or two to... you know... to um, use the toilet and
stuff?" At Heero's nod, Duo slid out of the bed and scurried into the
bathroom. He realized he ought to be bashful about his nudity, but
for some reason he wasn't. It wasn't as if Heero hadn't seen, touched
or kiss every inch of him in the past couple of hours after all. He
closed the door, turned on the water and leaned against the sink,
looking at his reflection in the mirror.
He took in his disheveled appearance, his swollen lips and tangled
hair, and grinned. He had the look of someone who had been well
fucked and enjoyed every minute of it. Perhaps too much. He frowned
and stared at the running water in the sink. He realized his hands
were shaking and he quickly splashed some water in his face, telling
himself to stop being foolish. He knew, logically, that he shouldn't
let himself become so emotionally attached to the man, but he feared
it was already too late.
He gripped the edge of the sink so tightly that his knuckles turned
white. He couldn't lose Heero. Not now. Not when...
He wouldn't allow himself to think it. Heero was outside, waiting to
join him, and he didn't want to waste any more time than was
necessary. He completed his business, then opened the door.
Their shower together was one of the most erotic things Duo had ever
done. He'd never allowed Zechs to shower with him, and to be honest,
the older man had never really seemed interested in water play. Heero
washed Duo's hair for him, pulling the tangles out gently with his
fingers and a liberal dose of conditioner. Duo returned the favor,
marveling at how soft Heero's chocolate brown hair really was. They
soaped each other's bodies, laughing and slapping each other's hands
away when fingers found ticklish spots. But playful touches turned
into more intimate ones, and Duo found himself pressed against the
cold marble, hot water raining down from above as Heero made him
tremble where he stood.
They shut off the water quickly, towel drying themselves as mush as
they could in their rush. With Duo's hair dripping water all over the
expensive Italian carpet, they tumbled out of the bathroom, hands and
mouths everywhere. Duo's feet got tangled in Heero's and they went
down together. Duo decided the floor was good enough, and opened his
legs to Heero.
They rolled around on the floor, kissing, touching, gasping their
pleasure into each other's mouths. They ended up behind the sofa,
Heero kneeling upright with Duo in his lap, legs locked around the
man's waist. Duo's back scraped against the back of the sofa as Heero
pinned him in place, their movements frantic, wild. Heero's hips
slapped hard and fast against Duo's, his mouth attached to the base
of Duo's neck. Duo let his head roll to the side, his mouth open in a
silent scream as Heero pounded into him.
It didn't take long for Duo to come, screaming Heero's name, scraping
his fingernails down the man's shoulders. Heero held him close until
his body went limp. Duo whimpered as he felt Heero withdraw, but
found he couldn't move.
"I give," he panted against Heero's cheek. "That's all she wrote. I'm
done. Strike three. Wave the white flag. Uncle." He swallowed hard,
nuzzling his lips against Heero's neck. "I don't think I can move."
Heero chuckled and Duo eeped as he found himself lifted into the air,
wrapped securely in a strong set of arms. He was carried to the bed
and laid gently down on the soft, disheveled sheets. Duo immediately
rolled to one side, feeling his eyes drooping. He heard Heero say
something, but the words were lost as he felt Heero's warmth spoon up
behind him and his eyes slipped closed...
He awoke sometime later, warm and sore. The room was dark. Heero must
have turned out the lights after he'd all but passed out. He drew in
a deep breath and snuggled into the arms that held him.
"Feel better?" Heero's voice whispered into his ear.
Duo turned to face the man lying beside him. "How long have I been
asleep?" he asked, laying his head on Heero's shoulder.
"About three hours," Heero whispered back, wrapping his arms around
Duo sighed softly and snuggled into the embrace. Heero was so very
warm. "Sorry 'bout that," he said, tracing a light pattern over
Heero's shoulder. "You wore me out. I haven't erm... well, let's just
say that's a new record for me." Duo was glad the room was dark so
Heero couldn't see him blush.
Heero chuckled softly. "I should hope so. I know how to please women.
It's been several centuries since I've had to please a man. My
reputation was at stake."
Duo smacked him lightly on the arm. Then he settled down again,
slipping an arm around Heero's chest to hug him close. "And um... how
do you feel?"
Heero all but purred as he stretched alongside him, nuzzling his
cheek next to Duo's. "Very... satisfied. Like I've eaten a seven
course dinner then gorged myself at the dessert cart."
"Is that why you were eating so much?" Duo asked with a sudden
"Yes. Sexual energy sustains me. I don't need to eat or sleep, nor do
I get sick as long as..."
Duo sighed. "As long as you get to 'feed' off your partner."
"Yes. For a while, eating more food helped keep away the weakness. I
thought I could make it the whole month for you. I've never had to do
without before until..."
"Until you met me." Duo buried his face into Heero's chest. "Fuck,
this is my fault. Why didn't you tell me sooner? I would have..."
"You didn't seem to want it. And I wasn't about to force you. I could
not even if I'd wanted."
Duo sighed again. "That's just it. I did want it... you. I was
just... afraid. I don't... let people in as easily as some. I just..."
"You were afraid. I understand. You don't have to explain," Heero
"Thanks, Heero." He stretched, hissing softly at how stiff and sore
he felt. "Christ, I feel like I've run a marathon with a pack of
rabid bulldogs chasing me the whole way." He tried to roll onto his
back, wincing as his hair got caught underneath him. He fished it out
and nearly wept at the mess he found.
"What's wrong?" Heero asked.
"My hair! I didn't even brush it out after the shower. Now it's all
matted and dried and it's gonna take me hours to comb through it."
He'd never gone to bed without drying his hair before. Granted he'd
been a little distracted at the time, but the thought of having to
pull a brush through the tangles made him want to find the nearest
pair of scissors.
"Will you let me brush it?"
"You'd want to?"
He felt Heero nod in the darkness. "Please. It's fascinating to me
and... well, I like it when it's down." Duo was sure if the lights
had been on, he could have seen Heero blush.
Duo extricated himself from Heero's embrace and limped for the
bathroom to fetch his brush as Heero sat up and turned on the light
beside the bed. When he returned, Heero motioned for Duo to sit in
front of him. Duo crawled up on the bed and settled himself between
Heero's legs, blushing a little at the intimate embrace.
Heero carefully began the arduous process of untangling his
hair. "Why do you keep it so long?"
Duo shrugged. "Didn't have much money back in the foster homes, so I
just let it grow out. When I met Zechs, his hair was longer than
mine. I saw how the girls would go nuts over his hair, so I grew mine
longer." He snorted. "Of course, this was back in the dark ages when
I still thought I liked girls."
Heero paused in his ministrations long enough to lean forward and
wrap his arms around Duo. "And I'm very glad you don't like girls,"
he whispered huskily into Duo's ear, letting his fingertips brush
against one still-sensitive nipple.
Duo hissed and arched against the man behind him. "Oh god... how can
you keep doing that?" He squirmed against Heero's chest, and squeaked
as he felt a familiar hardness poking him in the small of his
back. "Jesus, how can you still be hard! I think I may require a
penis transplant just to get mine up again."
"I'm always like this," Heero said, licking the shell of Duo's
ear. "It's part of my curse. Always hard, always ready..."
Duo gasped, leaning back even further. "Shit, Viagra ain't got
nothing on you. If we could bottle that curse, we'd make millions."
He shivered as Heero's wandering fingers found another sensitive
spot. "Curse or not I can't believe you're still hard after... how
many times did you come, anyway?"
Heero pulled back slightly and didn't answer.
Duo turned his head to look at him. Heero looked away. Duo thought
back. His eyes widened. "You didn't!"
"I'm sorry, Duo. I should have told you before that I..."
"Oh god!" Duo clapped his hands to his mouth. "Was it... was it me?"
he asked, dread spreading through his body.
"No! God, no," Heero said, pulling him into his arms again. "It's
part of the curse. I can't... I feed off the energy made during sex,
but I always have to be... ready for my partner. I can't come."
Duo drew in a deep breath. "Never?"
Heero shook his head. "Never. I haven't in over two thousand years."
Duo's heart thought it might break. If he thought he could ever lay
his hands on the bitch who made Heero this way, he'd gladly strangle
her. Heero's existence was a cruel one - to have to serve every whim
of whoever possessed the medallion and never reach that moment
himself... He turned and threw himself at Heero, forgetting his hair,
forgetting how sore and tired he was. He just wanted to hold Heero,
to let him know someone cared for him.
"I'm so sorry," he whispered, laying fully on top of him, wanting to
be as close as possible.
"Don't be," Heero said back, folding his arms around Duo in
return. "I enjoyed every moment of it. Don't ever doubt that. It was
the first time in centuries I ever wanted someone as much as I wanted
you. You 'fed' me, and I am well satisfied from that. You didn't have
to, you know."
"Of course I had to," Duo replied, his voice muffled against Heero's
chest. "I couldn't let you suffer."
"And that is what makes you special," Heero said, kissing the top of
his head. "I will never forget you, Duo Maxwell."
Duo felt like crying. "I don't ever want to let you go," he said.
Heero smoothed a hand down his back. "You'll have to eventually. It's
"No!" He held on tighter. "Please, don't go."
"I'm sorry, Duo. If I could, I would stay with you."
Duo couldn't speak. If he tried, he knew he'd lose it. He simply held
on until it was impossible to do so. When the first rays of the
morning sun kissed the eastern sky, Heero was gone and Duo was left
lying face down in the warm spot where he had been. He curled up in
that spot, trying to hold in the despair he was feeling.
"Don't go," he whispered against the sheets. "Don't leave me, Heero.
I think I love you..."