Reunion AC 197
Heero knew the layout of the huge house, so he knew exactly where to find an
unused office. As they made their way, he kept hold of Duo's hand, almost
afraid to let go of the longhaired boy ever again.
Duo let himself be led, trying to remind himself about the party a year ago,
how Heero had treated him, trying to avoid falling even harder for the other
boy. He knew that is was really too late, that he had been hopelessly in love
with Heero since he had first seen him. But he had some questions to ask
first, and he could barely think as it was.
Heero made short work of the lock on the door, and pulled Duo inside, turning
on a light. Duo looked around. It was an office, but not a very big one. A
large desk took up most of the room, clean except for a desk lamp. The only
other things in the room were a couch and a chair.
Duo crossed his arms and leaned on the desk, trying to calm his racing heart
and hormones. He was alone with Heero, and his body was screaming at him to
just jump on the other boy, but he resisted with difficulty. It didn't help
that Heero was standing there looking so unsure and deliciously sexy.
Now that they were there, Heero was reluctant to break the spell by speaking,
but he knew he had to try to apologize, inadequate as words were. Duo leaned
against the desk, and Heero had to focus on only his face; Duo's mere
presence was driving him wild and he desperately tried to control his body's
reaction to the fact that due to the tight vinyl pants, he could see that Duo
was as hard as he was. Heero found his voice.
"Duo," Heero began, "There is no way I can make up for the way I treated you.
It was inexcusable. I was angry at myself for my own weakness, and I took it
out on you. I wanted you so badly, but I couldn't even admit it to myself
then. I ran away because I was a coward. I still am. It scared the hell out
of me to come here tonight, but I couldn't live with what I did to you. I
know an apology is nothing, but if mere words will help, I offer my abject
apologies." Heero paused, afraid to look at Duo. "I know now why I reacted
the way I did to you. It won't ever happen again. If you never want to see me
again, I understand. I just had to see you one more time and tell you that.
Can you ever forgive me?"
"Heero," breathed Duo, amazed at the other boy's eloquence. "I threw myself
at you, pushed you too far. I was a silly fool. Still am. You hurt me, yes,
but I've done far worse to myself. Your apology is accepted, gladly. I didn't
miss the message you sent by asking me to dance, either. Thank you."
Heero drew in a shaky breath. "I'd like to continue to make it up to you, if
you'll let me," he continued.
"No," Duo answered firmly, and Heero looked surprised. "No more making it up.
How about a fresh start?"
Heero sighed, relieved. "That sounds perfect, Duo."
Duo grinned mischievously. "So I guess this means you're not with Relena."
Heero smiled. "Of course not! How could you think such a thing? Well, I guess
I know how you could think that. But I... don't like," Heero took a deep
breath to steel himself, "I don't like girls. I like boys. I like you." Heero
let out a shaky breath. "That's the first time I've said it out loud."
Duo looked at Heero with amazement, then his face broke out with a huge grin.
"I'm so proud of you, Heero!" And he launched himself at the other boy,
wrapping himself around Heero tightly. Heero caught him and held him tight.
Duo buried his face in the other boy's neck, inhaling his scent.
"You smell good, Heero." Duo's voice came out huskier than normal.
"You feel incredible, Duo," answered Heero, savoring the feeling of the lithe
body against him, a body that was stirring all sorts of emotions and feelings
in him. Against his will, he felt himself harden even more.
Duo felt Heero's hardness against him, and it spurred on his own. He
deliberately rubbed against Heero, lining up their erections and rocking his
hips against Heero's. He heard Heero's hiss, and rubbed some more.
"Duo," groaned out Heero, "If you don't stop that, I won't be able to control
Duo smirked and continued. "Then lose control, Heero. I want you."
Heero moaned and pulled Duo tighter against him and ground his hips against
Duo. Duo moaned now, the promise of finally making love to Heero almost too
much to bear.
Heero cupped Duo's perfect ass, pulling the other boy as tight as possible
against his aching erection. "Are you sure, Duo?" he asked with the last
shred of his self-control.
"I've never been more sure of anything, Heero. We've waited long enough. I
don't want to wait any more."
That was all Heero needed to hear. He lowered his head, and claimed Duo's
mouth at last. Duo opened his mouth for Heero, and their tongues twisted
together as they explored each other's mouths at long last. The kiss went on
and on until they were breathless; they couldn't get enough of each other's
taste. As they kissed, Duo ran his hands over every bit of Heero he could
reach, as if he couldn't believe he was finally touching Heero at last.
Heero's body felt even better than he had dreamed, all hard planes and
muscles and coiled strength. Heero buried his hands in Duo's hair as they
kissed, finally touching what he had long dreamed of.
Finally, they broke for air, gazing into each other's eyes as if afraid the
fantasy would end. But it didn't, and Heero began gently guiding Duo
backwards toward the desk. When Duo's ass bumped against the edge, Heero
gently lifted him up onto the surface of the desk. The desk was big enough
for Duo to lie back, and he let Heero push him down, spreading his legs so
the other boy could stand between his thighs.
Duo lay back on the desk, and Heero followed him down, kissing him again.
Duo's hands came up to fumble with the buttons on Heero's shirt. He wanted to
feel the other boy's hot skin against his. Finally, he succeeded in getting
all the buttons unfastened, and he pulled at the shirt so it would come out
of the jeans it was tucked into.
Heero stood up and quickly stripped off the shirt, dropping it to the floor.
Duo stared greedily at Heero's chest, an appreciative whistle escaping his
lips. If the top half looked this good, Duo couldn't wait to see the rest of
the package. It seemed even his vivid imagination wasn't enough to anticipate
the glory of the cobalt-eyed boy unclothed.
Heero almost blushed from Duo's frank appreciation of his body, but the look
of lust on Duo's face distracted him from his embarrassment. And reminded him
that he wanted to get Duo's shirt off, too. Not that there was much to the
small top. Heero leaned down and ran his hands slowly up the longhaired boy's
stomach, under the shirt, savoring the feel of Duo's creamy skin, pushing the
shirt up as he went. Soon the shirt was bunched up under Duo's arms, and he
sat up just enough to allow Heero to remove it. Then he put his hands on
Heero's shoulders and pulled him back down, to his waiting mouth.
They lost themselves in another hot kiss, and this time hot skin met and the
anticipation rose. Duo finally let his hands roam over Heero's bare skin,
seeking and finding the other boy's sensitive nipples, making Heero moan into
his mouth. Heero returned the favor, brushing his fingers over the small
nubs, which hardened instantly under his touch.
Duo's hands wandered lower, until they were trying to get inside Heero's
jeans. Duo lifted one leg up and wrapped it around Heero's back, trying to
bring the other boy even closer. All the while, their hands roamed, touching
as much as possible, mouths linked together frantically.
Duo rocked his hips upward, wanting more contact with Heero's body. Heero
broke the kiss, panting, and looked down at Duo. "God, you're beautiful, Duo.
I want to touch you all over."
Duo looked up at the cobalt-eyed god above him, amazed this was actually
happening. He had dreamed of this moment for so long, and he wanted it all.
"Oh, Heero, touch me. I'm yours," he whispered, meaning every word.
"I want to do so much, but," Heero paused, embarrassed. "I've never done
this, or anything, before. I don't know how."
Duo smiled. "Neither have I, Heero. But I, uh," it was Duo's turn to look
embarrassed, "I've seen pictures. And read about it. Purely for research
purposes, of course."
Heero smiled back, glad they were both virgins. "We'll have to figure it out
as we go along, then." He looked down. "One thing I'm sure of is that you're
wearing too many clothes."
"We'd better do something about that, then," Duo answered, and unbuttoned his
pants. Together, they got Duo out of the vinyl pants and his boots, leaving
the longhaired boy only a small pair of bikini underwear that couldn't
contain his arousal. Then, Heero eased off even that, and Duo lay completely
naked in front of Heero, leaning back on the desk on his elbows, one foot up
on the desk, one dangling down. Alabaster skin, toned muscles, slim hips,
dripping arousal; Duo was the most gorgeous creature he had ever seen, and
Heero told him so.
Duo smiled shyly and said, "Your turn."
Heero dropped his hands to his jeans and unbuttoned them slowly. Duo watched
avidly as Heero eased them off, revealing no underwear underneath. Heero
removed his pants and shoes, then straightened up slowly. Duo stared. Heero's
body was perfection, perfectly muscled and perfectly proportioned. And
extremely aroused; the proof of Heero's passion stood straight and tall
against his stomach, wet with his excitement.
Duo couldn't stand it; he had to feel that body against his. He hopped off
the desk and walked to Heero, then pressed every possible inch of his body
against the other boy. Smooth skin touched, arousals met and heart rates
rose; nothing would come between them again.