Chasing Away the Nightmares
by Dev-Aki Basaa
Heero opened his eyes, staring into the blackness of
the room. Already he couldn't remember the dream that
had brought him so suddenly awake - he was just left
with this overwhelming sense of anxiety and a heavy
heartbeat. He took a deep breath and released it
slowly, calming the quick pace of his heart. Aided by
the moonlight, his eyes adjusted to the dark and he
could make out the soft outline of the ceiling tiles.
He focused on the one with the sagging corner, the
loose one that Duo kept saying he was going to fix but
never did. He listened to the steady rhythm of his
and his lover's breathing. His anxiety quickly
dissipated, replaced with a sense of contentment. A
moment later, he felt Duo's hand reach across his bare
"Bad dream?" Duo said, his voice sleep-slurred and
muffled against his pillow. His fingers curled
against Heero's side.
"Yeah," Heero answered him. He reached up to rub the
back of Duo's hand. Duo just hummed and shifted
closer to Heero. He draped his leg to rest between
Heero's and settled back to stillness.
Heero took another deep slow breath and let his eyes
drift shut, but he didn't fall back asleep. He
continued to focus on Duo's steady breath and the
thump of his own heartbeat. He was in an almost
meditative state, only absently aware of how he kept
his thumb rubbing a constant circle on the back of
He wasn't sure how much time had passed when he felt
Duo hum and shift again.
"You're turning me on." Duo's voice was just as
slurred and muffed as before. Heero smiled a little,
his eyes still closed.
"I'm not doing anything."
"Mmm, you're doing enough," Duo said, and then moved
to press the bulge of his growing arousal against
Heero's hip. Heero just smiled more - his insatiable
lover. Duo must be in the throes of some erotic
Heero easily fell back into his meditation, but this
time noted he could feel Duo's heartbeat now, from
where Duo's chest pressed against his side. Duo's
breaths had quickened a little and Heero noticed that
Duo's heartbeat was faster than his own.
That must be some interesting dream.
Heero changed his ministration to rubbing up and down
Duo's arm, slowly dragging his fingers over the top of
his arm to his wrist and back up again. He thought he
felt Duo shiver in response.
"Heero." It came out as a moan and this time Heero
opened his eyes and shifted to look over at Duo. His
lips were parted, his tongue moistening his bottom
lip. Heero could see the delicate skin glisten in the
slight moonlight that seeped through the blinds.
Heero slid his fingers up the length of Duo's arm -
his gaze following their path - lingering over the
knotty curve of his shoulder, reverently caressing the
bow of his collarbone. He then reached up to brush
his fingertips across the arch of Duo's cheek and
sweep through the fall of his bangs. So beautiful,
was his Duo; so lucky he felt to have him. Whatever
dark dreams that dare touch him, thoughts of Duo sent
As his fingers passed the line of Duo's jaw, Duo's
eyes fluttered open and Heero's breath caught in his
Need glittered in Duo's eyes like a tangible thing, as
if it had its own source of light that flickered and
mesmerized Heero - a blue dancing flame, calling to
him and him alone.
Heero leaned forward and captured those glistening
lips, his hand cupping the side of Duo's face. He
felt Duo's fingers thread into his hair from the base
of his neck, Duo's other hand gripping his upper arm.
They kissed deeply, their lips parting. Heero slid
his tongue into Duo's mouth, teasing his lips, then
joining in a rhythm with Duo's tongue. Heero let his
other hand move down Duo's body, caressing his side,
his bare hip, sliding his palm across his groin. Duo
shifted at that touch, pressing his now full erection
against Heero's hip, desperate for contact.
Heero moved his lips away from Duo's mouth, trailing
them along his jawline, licking at the other man's
earlobe. Duo's breath was loud in Heero's ear, harsh
and shallow, broken only by the occasionally
whispered, 'oh gods.'
Shifting, to allow himself the access, Heero reached
between his and Duo's body to lightly run his fingers
across Duo's arousal. Duo groaned at the slight
touch, throwing his head and taking his ear from
Heero's mouth. Looking down at his lover, Heero knew
there would be no teasing tonight - Duo's need was too
Kissing again at the other man's neck, Heero slid his
palm up the underside of Duo's erection, before taking
it fully in hand. Duo groaned again, but sounding far
more satisfied, raising his hips a little to thrust
into the tunnel of Heero's fingers.
Heero drew his open mouth along Duo's jawline,
questing for his mouth.
But Duo didn't respond, just moaned and thrust again.
"Duo, look at me."
At that, Duo turned his head. Heero could see the
orgasmic haze clouding Duo's eyes, the flames of
desire still dancing.
"Oh, gods, Heero..."
Heero captured Duo's lips again, dipping his tongue
deeply, drawing another throaty moan from his lover.
Tightening his grip and increasing his pace, Heero
worked his hand over Duo's erection - it felt so hot,
as if it could burn his palm. Heero knew this man had
the power to sear his soul, so nothing would surprise
Duo became more frenzied, whimpering into Heero's
mouth. Heero felt Duo's hand leave his neck to slide
around and hold his face, pulling him closer still,
taking their kiss as deep as it could go. Duo came
then, crying out, Heero swallowing the sound down his
own throat. Duo's hips jerked once more, the moisture
running over Heero's hand.
Breaking the kiss, Duo gasped, appearing frantic for
air. Heero watched him, smiling a little at how
beautiful he thought Duo looked just after orgasm. He
always had this expression of surprise, wonder.
When Duo turned his gaze to him again, Heero saw the
desperate need had subsided, but not his passion. Duo
rolled, wrapping his arms around Heero's neck. He
raised his leg to press against Heero's straining
arousal and Heero shuddered in response.
Kissing Heero's earlobe, Duo mouthed his words against
the shell of his ear. "Take me, Heero."
Groaning at the invitation, Heero rolled Duo back
over, settling his body atop the other man. He kissed
him, not as deeply as before, but small kisses pressed
repeatedly against Duo's mouth, occasionally drawing
his lower lip into his mouth and slowly releasing it.
As he did this, Heero reached for the nightstand
beside their bed. Fumbling, blindly searching, he
pulled out the drawer and patted around inside until
his fingers wrapped around the bottle of lube.
His other hand buried in Duo's hair, his head caught
between Duo's hands, Heero, one-handed, flipped the
bottle's lid and poured some fluid into his palm. He
then dropped the bottle, hearing it thump on the floor
beside the bed.
Duo raised his leg without suggestion, giving Heero
the access he needed. They still kissed those small
kisses, a few missing their lips, pressing instead
against their cheeks or chin or nose. However, at the
first touch of Heero's coated fingers, Duo tossed his
head backwards and cried out. Heero just massaged a
little at first, the teasing he'd abandoned before
returning. He loved the sounds Duo made when he
touched him, loved the breathlessness in his voice.
Loved the intensity in Duo's face when his first
finger penetrated him.
"Oh, shit!" Duo tossed his head again. "Gods, Heero,
Pressing inside Duo, easing his body, Heero's own
breath began to quicken. He wasn't sure how much more
teasing he could stand himself. Another plea from Duo
was all Heero decided he could take. Moving quickly,
Heero raised both of Duo's legs over his shoulders and
leaned down to capture Duo's mouth again as he pressed
himself into Duo's body.
Duo whimpered, trying to turn his head, wanting to
break the kiss, but Heero forced his tongue into Duo's
mouth, caressing, giving him a focal-point as the
sensations threatened to overwhelm the other man. It
was always like this, so intense that either of them
could sob in passion, overtaken by the feelings and
deep emotions between them.
Heero thrust his hips, rocking his body into Duo's. A
few more easy thrusts and he took up a rhythm. They
let the kiss go - Duo always so vocal when Heero made
love to him. He cried out his pleasure, softly, then
louder, panting and begging Heero's name. Heero's
face twisted, the extreme sensations almost too much
He felt too good for any thoughts beyond the movement
of his body and the love he had for the man beneath
him. He thrust again and again, listening to Duo cry
out, pleading, wanting more. The intensity within
Heero's body was building, the tension coiling in his
stomach, reading to break. Bending forward, Heero
tucked his head against Duo's chest, pistoning his
hips, gasping Duo's name.
Duo screamed as he came again, his own hand wrapped
around his cock. Duo's body clenching around him,
Heero came as well, thrusting hard and groaning,
lights sparking behind his closed eyelids. Heero
collapsed against Duo's body, Duo's legs falling to
either side of him. His hips jerked a few more times
as the orgasm subsided.
Shifting backwards, Heero pulled out of Duo, then
climbed forward to fall beside the other man. He felt
Duo move to lie against him, his arms slipping around
his waist, his head pillowing on Heero's chest. His
cheek against the top of Duo's head, Heero nuzzled
him, bringing his arms to fall over Duo's shoulders.
Heero wasn't sure how much time had passed when Duo
spoke, just that they'd falling into a blissful
silence that could have been going on for hours for
all he could tell.
"Forgotten all about your bad dream now?"
Heero nodded rubbing his cheek against Duo's hair even
more. "You always chase them away."
Duo chuckled. "Mmm, good."
The silence returned and Heero felt himself drifting
away, sleep reaching up and drawing him into its
Duo shifted against him. "Heero?"
Heero could barely even grunt a response; he felt the
paralysis of slumber crawling up his body.
Heero smiled. Tightening his arms, he pulled Duo
closer to him, pressing his cheek to the top of Duo's
"Love you too."
In his life, there was a time when Heero feared
falling back to sleep after a bad dream, terrified the
images would return. That was, until Duo first told
him he loved him. Ever since, Heero always felt
protected from that fear. As he'd reflected on
before, whatever dark dreams that dare touch him,
thoughts of Duo sent them away.