Disclaimers: Gundam Wing is not mine, nor do I claim to own it. It belongs to Sunrise/Sotsu and Bandai. This fic is for entertainment purposes only. Adult Content is protrayed within. If you're underage or not allowed to read, do not. This is your warning.

Warnings: Langauge, Angst, Lemon?,Yaoi
Pairings:3+4, will lead to 1X2X1, ??

Notes: Minna-san, this fic was inspired by the most wonderful fanart godess, Fablespinner~D~. All credit goes to her for drawing such a damn good hentai pic. After looking the idea just kinda hit me, and the muses took over from there.

//someones thoughts//

The Weather Outside is Frightful
Part 7

Duo scooted over and laid his head on Heero's chest, his hand searched for Heero's.

He surrendered to sleep's embrace, without fighting, safe in the Wing pilot's warm arms.

//I love you//


A low moan ripped Heero from his light slumber, at first he thought Duo was in pain or having a nightmare. He tried to turn to look at the sleeping pilot's face, concern filling his eyes. Only then did he realize that he was aroused and that Duo's hands were in his spandex, slowly stroking his hardened flesh. He moaned out from the intense sensations, Duo was caressing him in the most intimate of ways. In ways that he never considered to touch himself.

His hips moved, thrusting his painfully hard cock into Duo's warm hands. It was pure erotic bliss, his hands slid up his shirt to toy and tease his hardening nipples his breathing becoming erratic. He could feel the liquid stickiness gather at the tip, his body shuddered when Duo's thumb brushed against the tip and smearing his passion. His mind was completely shutting down.. He felt Duo's hardness rub against him, his pleasure increased ten fold.


Duo moaned again, he was dreaming of a certain blue-eyed stoic pilot. The dream felt so real, it actually felt like his hands were wrapped around Heero's hard shaft. He could feel the sizzling heat and hear the harmonious whimpers and deep moans of pleasure. In his dream he slowly pumped Heero, making sure the other felt every ounce of pleasure. Duo could feel the warm and sticky seed on his hands as he teased the tip of the dripping arousal. He ground his hips, imagining it was into Heero. When his silk cover erection thrust against a warm backside, instead of the mattress, he began to slowly wake up.


The braided pilot's eyes snapped open, all at once he realized what he was doing.

//Oh my God!! He's going to kill me//

Quickly he let go of the throbbing heat and his hand left the spandex, he was about to get up and try to run out of the room, when Heero's hand on his arm stopped him.

//I'm so dead//

"Duo..?" Piercing blue eyes froze him to his spot. He swallowed nervously before trying to talk.

"I'm so sorry Heero..I was dreaming...and..well...it was very..and..um...please don't kill me....." He looked down and immediately regretted it, he could see that Heero was most definitely very hard.

Heero took the frightened boy's hand into his, while pushing them to lie back down, and guided it back to his arousal. He gasped out loud as their hands encircled his painfully hard erection.

"Onegai..." he asked with his eyes closed, focusing on the burning sensations.

Duo was in shock, seeing Heero in rapture aroused him further. He slowly started to pump the turgid shaft, watching the beautiful face in lust's embrace.

The mildly callused hand stroked his length, slow and powerful, he wanted to cry, scream and pull out his hair. He arched off the bed, the burning fire moving through his veins only to begin collecting in his groin.


Heero began to toss his head from side to side, slowly his moans increased in volume. The feelings coiling through his body were too powerful and different, he could feel himself teetering on the edge, Duo's hand teasing the slit and head.

"Duo!!" He cried out, the sensations overcoming his inexperienced body. His arousal twitched, exploding colors behind his eyelids. He began crying out, so loud that Duo had to cover his mouth. His first climax hit him hard, sending his body into fierce shivers as his seed exploded from his cock, covering Duo's hand and soaking his spandex.

His breath was coming in harsh pants, the waves of pleasure still crashing on his body. He couldn't speak, talk, or see straight.

Duo watched Heero try and collect himself, the intensity of Heero's climax and his face contorted in the throes of orgasm had to have been the most beautiful thing to Duo. He brushed away the sweat-soaked bangs from Heero's forehead.

Heero looked into Duo's eyes, the orgasmic waves slowly dying down.

"What about you Duo....I don't.."

He was silence by a finger placed on his lips. Duo took Heero's hand into his and slid them both under the silky boxers covering his dripping erection.

"heero.." he whispered softly, grinding his hips in slow circles. He guided Heero's inexperienced hand with his own, he showed his beloved how he liked to be caressed and touched. Their joined hands pumped the hard shaft, Duo whimpering and moaning into the night.

Heero watched Duo's face, it was turning him on once again. His thumb smeared the sticky passion at the tip, loving the feel of Duo's essence on his hand.


They moved faster, the delicious friction sending Duo spiraling down ecstasy's cliff. With a hoarse shout, he came violently. His passion spilling out onto Heero's hands, covering the insides of his boxers.

He panted, trying to calm his racing heart. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Heero's hand move towards his perfect mouth. The soft pink tongue licked away his essence, Duo gasped at the erotic site.

Heero decided he loved the way Duo tasted, he looked at the recovering pilot and saw the shock and questions. Instead of answering, he kissed Duo. Heero's first kiss was hot, wet, passionate, full of love, and Duo's taste still lingered with his mouth. He pulled away, breathless.

Duo was about to speak, but Heero didn't want the moment to fade so he placed his index finger on the braided boy's mouth before pulling him into his arms.

Soon the beating of Heero's heart lulled Duo into a deep slumber, the fantasies and dreams didn't plague him since he had the real thing.

on to part 8

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