Heero woke at daybreak, the sunlight streaming in through the window across the room, Duo still clenched firmly in his grip. Duo's face was more serene this morning, so much more gentle and Heero took the time to study it, noticing the scars and bruises were beginning to fade. He reached up to Duo's forehead and gently brushed Duo's bangs away, allowing nothing to obstruct the amazing view of his lovers magnificent face.
Smiling down at Duo, Heero leaned to Duo's forehead and gently touched it with his lips, leaving them there momentarily, a small sound of pleasure escaping his lips, as he hesitantly withdrew his mouth.
Duo stirred lightly in his arms, Heero loosening his grip slightly to allow his movement.
"Mmmmm......Heero, don't let go." Duo whispered
"I have no intention of letting you go, Duo....ever." Heero responded, tightening his grip even further.
They lay that way for some time, enjoying the warmth of the morning sun that fell across them. Silent and smiling, tangled in the sheets, their bodies making contact, the two lovers more than grateful to be back in each other's arms.
Some time later, reluctantly getting out of bed, Heero assisted Duo in making his way to the bathroom, this time, following him inside the small room.
Duo stood in front of the small white sink, his hands grasping its cold, hard edge for support and looked into the mirror, a distance in his eyes that Heero found unsettling. Duo's gaze was empty as his eyes searched his reflection. Heero could see the displeasure on his face.
"Hmmmmm..........I see a bath in your future, Duo......your near future." Heero said playfully, as he stood behind Duo, still intently gazing into the mirror, not exactly smiling at his very grungy and bruised reflection. Heero's arms lovingly encircled his small waist, "You feeling up to it now, Duo ?"
"Yeah" Duo replied, somewhat absent mindedly as he continued to study his reflection, turning his head slightly from side to side, gazing intently at his battered face, his hand coming up to touch any of the numerous now-forming scars, his attention focusing mostly on the enormous gash across his forehead extending downward to his right temple. "Yeah, Heero, sounds great." he smiled.
Heero started running the bath water and left Duo alone to finish his morning routine in privacy.
Heero returned shortly with a fresh pair of pajamas, a bottle of shampoo, a washcloth and a towel to find Duo standing naked in the middle of the tiny bathroom, his hair unbound, the yards of gauze lay in a loose pile at his feet. "I'm ready, Heero." he grinned.
Heero couldn't contain his laugh. Even though Duo looked amazingly gorgeous standing naked before him, his hair tumbling gently down his lanky frame, he had that all too familiar mischievous twinkle in his eye and that evil Duo grin on his face.
It was no simple task getting Duo into the large, old, claw-footed bathtub. It was high and Duo's cast had to remain dry. Heero lifted Duo up and put his good leg into the tub, then gently lowered him down to an almost seated position, his cast-laden leg, coming to rest on the edge of the tub. Duo lowered himself into a fully seated position. Heero grabbed the bath towel and folding it twice, placed it under Duo's injured leg.
"There....How does that feel ?" Heero asked.
"It's great Heero, thanks !" Duo smiled weakly.
The water was very warm and Duo laid back, closing his eyes to revel in it. Heero grabbed a cup and began wetting Duo's hair, his hand resting on Duo's forehead assuring no water dripped onto his face. Pouring a large puddle of coconut shampoo into the palm of his hand, Heero began slowly massaging it into Duo's thick hair, mindful of the cuts on his forehead. Heero was in no rush to finish this task, he was lost in the feel of Duo's hair sliding between his fingers.
"Mmmmmmmmm.......that feels *so* good, Heero !"
"I'm glad, Duo" said Heero "It's going to take me a while to get all of this blood out."
Duo closed his eyes, almost falling asleep, totally engulfed in the sensation of Heero washing his hair. His fingers lightly massaging Duo's scalp, every few minutes Heero grabbing a handful of his hair, rubbing it between the palms of his hand. Duo opened his eyes only briefly as Heero began rinsing out the shampoo. "Done already, Heero ? I was hoping that it would take a bit longer." he smiled.
"I can condition it if you want, Duo." Heero winked at him.
"Maybe tomorrow, Heero." Duo smirked.
Heero handed Duo the soap and the washcloth, not wanting to be *too* presumptuous, and sat back on the tile floor, his arms grasping his knees, now drawn up to his chest, his eye's fixed on Duo. Rubbing the smooth white bar against the washcloth, then putting the soap into the holder on the tile wall, Duo brought the cloth up and guided it cautiously over his neck and shoulders, wincing slightly as he grazed over some of the still sensitive areas.
"This isn't as easy as it looks, smartass." he replied, seeing Heero covering his mouth, stifling a giggle.
"My ribs are still *really* sore, ya know." Duo reminded him playfully.
"Ai" replied Heero "I almost forgot Duo....sorry." he apologized.
"Heero.....?" not waiting for a response, Duo continued "Would you mind ? offering the washcloth toward Heero's direction. "It would be a lot more enjoyable if lifting my arms and moving wasn't so painfully difficult." Duo commented, quite seriously too, Heero noted.
"Mission Accepted" Heero responded, standard monotone intended, then winked.
Heero took the washcloth as Duo stretched his arm to offer it to him and reaching for the soap, began his *ahem* mission.
Heero ran the soapy washcloth over Duo's bruised chest, careful not too press to firmly, then pushing him forward slightly, Heero gathered Duo's mass of hair and placed it over his shoulder to lie on his chest. Heero continued sliding the soapy cloth over Duo's back, eliciting a low moan from a very happy Duo.
Reaching over for the soap again, Heero was now face to face with Duo, who had leaned forward. Their faces only inches apart, their eye's locked. Duo leaned forward further and pressed his lips against Heero's very surprised, but not unappreciative mouth. Grabbing Heero's face, Duo slipped his tongue into Heero's open receptive mouth. Heero responded in kind, his hands reaching upward to softly caress Duo's face, his tongue responding hungrily to Duo's. Heero felt his body go limp as Duo forced his tongue further and further into his mouth. Heero's hands now abandoned Duo's face as he reached behind Duo's head, possessively pulling Duo's delicious mouth as close as he dared, the movement of their tongues quickening.
Moaning lowly into Heero's mouth, Duo broke the kiss, coming up for much needed air. Never taking his eye's off from Heero's sensuous gaze, Duo roughly slid has hand up the back of Heero's shirt, stroking his back, then kneading the soft flesh below his ribs, Heero falling forcefully into Duo's touch.
Now more forcibly pulling Heero, toward him, Duo vocalized his body's need "Please touch me, Heero." he breathed into Heero's ear. Heero shuddered with anticipation and placing a sloppy wet kiss on Duo's neck, slid his hand into the warm water, seeking out and capturing Duo's now fully hard erection. Wrapping his hand firmly around Duo's hardness, Heero stroked him gently at first, his grasp tightening as Duo suddenly thrust his hips upward, insisting on more, his head thrown back and upward, his mouth open.
"Ahhhhh......Heero" Duo moaned "Ohhh......Harder Heero, please touch me harder." his voice throaty with longing.
Unable to resist his lovers demand, Heero tightened his grip and increased the pace at which his hand was seeking friction from Duo's throbbing member, now finding a steady rhythm. Duo's hips matched the rhythm, causing him to cry out Heero's name, his voice sensuously deep. Feeling his own need and totally lost in Duo's heavy breathing and cries of pleasure, Heero leaned forward and covered Duo's mouth with his own, squeezing his fist tightly, pumping Duo's cock with renewed urgency, sending Duo nearly over the edge.
Arching his back, his hands gripping the edges of the tub, Duo forced his hips completely out of the water, allowing Heero the extremely erotic pleasure of watching his hand stroke Duo's rock hard member. Duo's eyes were closed tight, his mouth moved, but there were no words. Now totally immersed in the sensation, Duo called out his lover's name over and over with intensity. Heero's body was no longer able to control itself, as his free hand slipped inside his spandex shorts, seeking out his own erection, stroking it roughly. "Oh..Duo.....Mmmmmm"
Heero watched intently as his lover's body convulsed in pleasure and Heero soon felt Duo's thick warmth surround his hand as Heero found himself dangerously close to taking the that same leap into mindless oblivion. Never allowing his eye's to stray from Duo's now flushed face, Heero tightened his grip and pumped his own hardness twice more, Heero threw his head back, bringing himself to a shuddering climax, calling out Duo's name as he covered his own hand and stomach with his seed.
Heero collapsed breathlessly onto the edge of the tub, his arms hanging loosely at his sides.
Finally opening his eyes, Heero saw that Duo was leaning over the tub's edge, his hand lightly trailing down Heero's chest in search of Heero's hand. Bringing it slowly to his lips, violet and cobalt locked into a stare, Duo licked Heero's salty fingers, tasting his lover, his tongue seductively licking his lips, savoring every last drop.
"Mmmmmmmmm......that was nice, Heero." Duo purred "*Very* nice."
"MmmmmHmm" Heero agreed, his body still spent, now sprawled across the bathroom floor, a very satiated look in his cobalt eyes.
Feeling somewhat renewed in body and spirit, Duo had decided against wearing another pair of pajamas.
Heero sat on the edge of the bed, cutting off one of the legs of Duo's pair of jeans.
"Duo !" Heero almost yelled, "You have to work with me here !"
Duo lay nearly naked in the center of the bed, clad only a pair of black silken boxers and his mass of wet and tangled hair. Heero, wearing only his black spandex shorts, was carefully straddling Duo's shirtless torso, facing his feet, his hands clutching the waistband of Duo's black jeans. Duo was unsuccessfully attempting to wriggle himself into the jeans that Heero held out before him.
"Ahhhhhhh.....They're just too tight dammit !" Duo screamed "I can't get them on !!"
"If you would just stop wiggling your cute little ass around for a minute........."
Duo giggled, wiggling even more. "Heero....... I thought you *liked* my cute little ass ?" Duo asked, his voice dripping with faked innocence.
"I do like it, Duo, but right now it's being counter-productive......Now hold still !" Heero reprimanded him "I've almost got them on."
Heero climbed off the bed as Duo buttoned and zipped the jeans. "Thanks a lot, Heero !"
"Hm. I hope you realize that you are sleeping in those jeans tonight, Duo " Heero winked.
Making his way back over to the bed, Heero reached into the nightstand drawer and pulling out Duo's brush, turned to Duo "Ready ?"
Duo was all smiles.
Heero sat behind him and started working through the tangled mess "Hmmmmmm....perhaps I *should* have used conditioner."
Duo sighed "Sorry, Heero. I can brush some of it out." he added, reaching his hand back to grab the brush from Heero.
Heero jerked his hand away "Nn.......S'ok Duo, I really miss doing this." Heero replied softly.
"Heero...I'd like to leave my hair down today." Duo said softly, his eyes closed, his body totally relaxed as he Heero ran his fingers through his hair.
"Ai" Heero responded lightly, the vision causing him to smile.
Heero casually tossed a white t-shirt on the bed in Duo's direction, before heading for the door. "I'll be right back...gotta get some gauze."
Returning several minutes later and plopping himself down on the bed, Heero turned to Duo "Okay, arms up !"
Duo obeyed, lifting his arms as high as he could.
Heero's left hand held one end of the gauze on Duo's chest, as his right hand brought the roll of white fabric behind Duo's back, pulling the roll and tightening the strip.
Duo giggled. "That tickles, Heero."
Heero wrapped the roll around his chest again, this time lower.
"Heero...." Duo giggled. This time, his body moved slightly with his laughter.
"Duo, sit still." Heero ordered
"I'm trying to Heeeero, but you know how ticklish I am !" Duo reminded him
Heero nodded in agreement
Heero continued wrapping his ribs tightly, smiling to himself as Duo continued his giggling softly, almost under his breath.
Grabbing the white t-shirt, Heero held it out toward Duo as Duo slid his arms in, Heero pulling it down over Duo's head, smiling at the glowing face of the boy before him.
Duo looked down at his neatly dressed self and leaned forward to hug Heero. His arms tightly locked around Heero's neck. "Thanks, Heero, feels really good to be clean and dressed and *not* wearing pajamas."
"Duo ?" Heero called several minutes from across the room, waiting till Duo turned to face him "I noticed you aren't wearing your crucifix."
Duo lowered his head.
"They took it off in the hospital." Duo told him. "It's in the nightstand drawer."
Seeing Heero cross the room, his hand reaching to open the nightstand drawer, Duo called "No, Heero. Leave it there please."
Downstairs, Heero could hear the other three pilots. From what he could gather, they were in the kitchen. Glancing over at the clock on the dresser, Heero noticed that it was only 9:00.
"Hey, Duo ?" Heero questioned "Are you feeling up to going down to join the others for breakfast this morning ?" Not wanting to push Duo into anything he wasn't ready for, yet thinking it a good idea, Heero continued "Might be a nice change of pace from breakfast in bed."
The look on Duo's face let Heero know he was a little hesitant, but nonetheless, he replied smiling "Sure, Heero." which he immediately followed with a small frown, then continued "How am I going to get down the stairs ?"