Triangle of Deception
Heero stared at the laptop in disbelief. His new mission directive stared back at him. He had
always thought that he would do anything, any mission assigned to him, no matter what the
danger. But this was... unacceptable. Not now, not when he had actually admitted to himself
how he really felt...
Zechs Marquise sat at his desk, the light from the computer monitor the only illumination. His
azure eyes locked on the image on the screen. He knew it was irrational, dangerous,
obsessive... but he couldn't help himself. He stared at the latest surveillance pictures of Heero
Yuy. He was having the boy followed, but not for the safety of OZ. Ever since the battle in
Antarctica he couldn't get the teenager out of his mind... those cobalt eyes, that slim body
haunted his dreams. He wanted Heero badly, and Zechs always got what he wanted. It was
just a matter of time.
Dr. J sat cackling at his own computer. He congratulated himself on his genius. Using the
Lightning Count's weakness to get information they needed... it was just too perfect. He just
hoped Heero would be able to carry through on the mission, and not get some stupid idealistic
notion in his head about love or some such nonsense...
Duo watched Heero across the room. Whatever this new mission was, it was troubling the
other boy. Duo felt he could read Heero pretty well; after all, it was sort of a hobby of his to
stare at the beautiful soldier. Lately, Heero had been different; he had almost joked a few
times and Duo could swear that Heero was starting to respond to his flirtatious advances. He
figured that Heero, even if he did return Duo's feelings, would have a hard time showing it, or
acting on it. So he hoped, and flirted, and dreamed; he hoped that someday he could coax
Heero out of his shell so he could show him how he felt.
Heero could feel Duo's eyes on him. He was reasonably sure that Duo had feelings for him; the
longhaired boy wasn't exactly subtle. He had finally managed to admit to himself at least that
he had feelings beyond friendship for Duo. How he was supposed to act on them was another
matter; but he figured that he would come up with a way sooner or later. For some reason he
thought he had time; now, with this mission...
Zechs stared at the images on his screen: a succession of spy shots of the cobalt-eyed boy.
Somehow, he would arrange to meet up with Heero when he was alone; away from the braided
pilot, 02. They did seem to always be together; Zechs' blood boiled at the thought that there
might be something going on between the two boys. But none of his operatives had been able
to confirm this. He needed to get Heero alone; then he would seduce the boy. At this point,
Zechs no longer cared about the war that separated them; he wanted only to possess Heero
Yuy. He would do anything to get what he wanted. Staring at the pictures of the boy had
aroused him; he slowly unfastened his pants and slid his hand inside to tease his hard length.
He moaned softly, never taking his eyes off the images on his screen as he pulled his erection
free of his pants, stroking roughly.
He stroked faster, starting to thrust his hips in rhythm. He stared at the pictures of Heero,
swearing as he reached the peak of ecstasy that he would claim that lithe body. He stroked
faster, panting, and he climaxed quickly; pumping his hot need onto his chest, gasping. Heero
would be his.
Dr. J read Heero's confirmation. It had taken 5 minutes for the boy to confirm, exactly twice as
long as it usually did. He smirked; he knew Heero would do whatever he asked. The boy was
trained perfectly; he had seen to that himself. No romantic notions could possibly be left after
his training. Heero would do what was required.
Duo watched as Heero confirmed his mission, and sat staring at the screen for a long moment.
He decided to break the tension in the room. He jumped off his bed and bounced over to the
"New mission?" he asked as he leaned over, trying to read the screen. He jumped back as
Heero slammed the laptop shut abruptly. But he had seen enough. "No!" he cried.
Heero glared at Duo; this mission was the last thing he wanted to discuss with the other boy.
"It's not your problem, Duo," he growled.
Duo stood, trying to assimilate what he had seen, trying to remember the details. He had a
photographic memory. It came in handy sometimes. "They want you to do what?" He
demanded, though he already knew the answer.
Heero stood up, facing Duo, eyes blazing, inches from the other boy. "What does it matter to
you what I do? And with whom?"
Duo felt like he had been slapped. He snarled back at Heero, "So you'll just whore yourself out
for J, then, is that it? Have you done this lots of times before?" Duo couldn't believe he was
saying this; his anger was out of control. All he could think of was Heero in Zechs' arms...
"None of your damn business, Duo," Heero yelled back, shame driving his own anger, striking
back the only way he could think of. "I'm sure you've done the same."
For some reason, this hurt Duo even more. "You think I'm a slut, do you?"
No, Heero's heart screamed. "Well, you do act like one sometimes. And that hair..." Heero
didn't know where the awful words were coming from.
Duo gasped. How could Heero say that? Blinking back tears, he swung blindly, throwing a
punch at Heero's face.
Heero reacted instinctively, blocking the punch easily and grabbing Duo's wrist, stopping the
motion. Unfortunately, he only stopped the motion of Duo's hand; the longhaired boy's body
followed through, and, off balance, Duo fell against Heero. Heero's other hand automatically
came around to hold Duo at the small of his back.
They stared at each other, breathing hard, for a long moment; then Duo started to pull back.
But Heero didn't want to let go. He found he really liked the way Duo felt in his arms. In fact,
the slim boy's body felt so good against his that he was very rapidly becoming aroused. "I...
I'm sorry, Duo," he stammered. "I didn't mean that."
Duo was forgetting to be mad, forgetting everything except how it felt to be pressed up
against Heero. He could feel the hardness of the other boy's body against him. He stared at
Heero, confused. "I'm sorry I tried to hit you, Heero." Heero felt incredible against him, lithe
hard body and incredibly strong arms that he knew could bend steel. Heero's strength had
always turned him on; the sensation of the other boy holding him was too much, and he was
getting hard too.
Heero was trying to fight his body's response when he felt Duo's answering arousal. He looked
in wonderment at the violet-eyed boy. Could Duo feel the same? He let go of Duo's arm and
wrapped his other arm around Duo as well. He pulled the other boy even harder against him,
grinding their erections together. Duo gasped, and Heero moaned; Heero slowly pressed his lips
against Duo's, and the longhaired boy opened his mouth to him.
The kiss seemed to last forever; when they came up for air they were gasping for breath.
"Duo..." Heero whispered, not letting go of the other boy.
"Heero..." Duo took a deep breath. "I don't want you to go on this mission. I want you."
"Oh, Duo..." Heero's heart leapt at hearing those words from the other boy. "I've wanted you
for so long. But I have to go. The information is crucial. I've never done anything like this
before, I promise."
"Heero! I didn't mean that!" Duo cried. "It just hurt so much, to think of you with him..."
"I understand. They haven't made you..." Heero trailed off, unable to finish.
"No! Never," Duo answered.
"Good," Heero said, unsure why the thought of Duo with someone else made him feel so angry.
"Do you have to go?" Duo knew he was whining, but he couldn't help himself.
Heero nodded. "You know I do. But I can handle Zechs."
"The problem is him handling you," Duo answered as he let his hands travel over Heero's
perfect body. Duo couldn't imagine anyone not wanting to touch the other boy all over. He
Heero moaned from Duo's light touches. He fantasized so many times about this... "You'll just
have to trust me."
Duo's hands had found the hem of Heero's tank top and were sliding underneath it. His fingers
played over the rippled muscles, the silky skin...
Heero took a shuddering breath. "Duo, do you know what you're doing to me?"
"Does it feel like I know what I'm doing?" teased the longhaired boy as his fingers found Heero's
nipples, brushing against them lightly.
"Duo..." gasped Heero, helpless. His body ached with unfamiliar feelings. He dropped his hands,
running his hands over Duo's firm ass appreciatively. Duo moaned and thrust against Heero
when he felt the hands. Heero liked the sound of those moans, so he did it again.
"Heero," murmured Duo, rocking his hips against Heero's erection. "We need to get these
clothes off." He lifted Heero's shirt over his head and pulled at the waistband of the spandex.
"Duo," moaned Heero as Duo's hand slid inside his shorts, "Are you sure? If you keep," he
stopped, unable to speak as Duo's hand found his rock hard erection, then gasping out, "If you
keep doing that, I won't be able to stop."
Duo smiled as he wrapped his hand around Heero's cock. "Do you want me to stop?" he said as
he stroked the hard flesh. A strangled moan was his only answer. "Because I've wanted to get
in your pants since I first met you, and now that I have I really don't want to stop."
Heero smirked and brought his hand around to the front of Duo's pants, teasing the other boy's
arousal through the cloth. "The first time we met, you shot me." Duo moaned and tightened his
grip on Heero's cock. Then Heero unfastened Duo's pants and reached in to caress him.
"I was..." Duo moaned as Heero stroked, "Trying to shoot Relena, really..."
"Hn. Pity you didn't succeed, then," laughed Heero. She stalked him still.
Then Duo kissed Heero, hard. Tongues clashed and the outside world was forgotten as they rid
themselves of their remaining clothing. Finally, naked hot flesh met, and both boys explored
each other. Mouths, hands, bodies melted together as they forget about everything but each
Heero growled and pushed Duo down onto the bed, following him down and straddling his hips.
Duo moaned and arched up against Heero. Heero captured both of Duo's hands in one of his
and pinned them above the longhaired boy's head. Duo struggled, not because he wanted to
be free but because he wanted to feel Heero's iron strength holding him down. Heero used
Duo's helplessness to his advantage, attacking his neck, kissing and biting gently. Heero's free
hand ran down Duo's lithe body, caressing him and driving him wild. Heero loved Duo's
responsiveness; the other boy's erotic moans made his cock ache for satisfaction.
"Heero! Oh god, Heero... feels so good..." Duo was overloaded with sensation, lost in his very
own fantasy come true. Heero on top of him, pinning him down, touching him all over; the
other boy's rock hard erection pressed against his own. He longed to feel Heero's cock deep
inside him, to become one with Heero.
"Duo..." murmured Heero, intoxicated by the longhaired boy's body, "I want you. I want to be
inside you. Will you let me?"
"Oh, please, Heero... yes... do it, I want it hard and fast..." Duo gasped as Heero shifted,
sliding between his legs and spreading his creamy thighs. "Yes..." Duo spread his legs for
Heero said, "We need..."
"Lube," they finished together. Heero found some lotion and was quickly back, kneeling
between the violet-eyed boy's welcoming legs. He looked at Duo, spread before him, and ran
his hands up the inside of Duo's thighs.
"You're beautiful, Duo," He whispered, then set to work preparing his soon-to-be lover. Soon,
Duo was thrashing, loving the feel of Heero's fingers inside him but wanting more. And Heero
couldn't wait much longer. He spread some more of the lotion on his throbbing arousal, then
positioned himself. "Are you sure?"
"Heero!" Duo almost screamed. "Do I look sure? Do it!"
Heero smirked and held Duo's eyes as he entered him. Duo's violet eyes widened as Heero's
hardness invaded him; his mouth opened and he cried out, "Yes... that's so good... more..."
Hearing Duo's cries made it more difficult for Heero to hold back; but he did, entering Duo
slowly, and pausing to let Duo adjust when he was fully inside him.
Duo started to squirm, so Heero pulled out, slowly, waiting until Duo started to complain. Then
he drove back in, as hard as he dared, burying his cock inside Duo, deep and fast.
Duo cried out, "Heero! Oh god, yes, more, harder, faster, yes!"
And Heero started to pound. Over and over, he drove into Duo, pinning the other boy to the
bed with his savage thrusts, Duo encouraging him every time to go harder, deeper, faster.
Heero had never felt anything like Duo; tight, responsive, hot, the other boy's body gripped
him like they were made to go together. He never wanted it to end; but the friction of Duo's
heat stroked him perfectly, and his completion approached, inevitable.
Duo gripped the headboard, screaming at the top of his lungs, oblivious to anything other that
what Heero was doing to him. Heero's cock fit inside him just right, brushing the perfect spots,
filling him completely. Riding a wave of ecstasy, Duo almost lost his mind when Heero started
to pump his dripping cock. Excruciating passion got even better; he couldn't have held back if
he'd wanted to. With an even louder scream of Heero's name, Duo climaxed, his body clenching
and pumping out his need.
Heero groaned as he felt Duo's completion; finally he let go, forgetting everything else except
the feeling of Duo's body, and filling the other boy with pulse after pulse of his hot desire.
"Love you, Duo," he gasped as he nearly passed out from pleasure.
Sated at last, the two boys collapsed, and Heero held Duo tightly. Catching his breath, Duo
Heero answered faintly, "Yes, Duo?"
Duo was almost afraid to ask, but he had to. "Did you mean what you said? About loving me?"
Heero raised himself up on an elbow with effort. "Of course, Duo. I love you. You don't have to
say it back, you know."
Duo pulled Heero back down, holding on to him tightly. "Of course I do! Because I love you
They both laughed, and fell asleep in each other's arms.