disclaimer: the boys aren't mine. i just play with them for my own entertainment.
cumulative rating: NC-17
pairings: 2+1, 1X1, 2X2, 2X1 it's heero and duo, folks. do i ever write anything else?!?!
warnings: yaoi, AU, light angst, POV in later parts, OOC (depends), citrus in various forms (too long a list to mention)
spoilers: you're kidding....right?
notes: my muses took off on this one. im trying to keep them in character as much as possible given the obvious total rewrite of their pasts.
this was *supposed* to be another PWP, but it took on a life of its own and ended up to be fairly long and i'm pretty sure it's not a pwp anymore, but i'm unable to put my finger on exactly what it is. *sweatdrops*
it is also the first time i've attempted to write a fic where heero and duo are NOT heero and duo... meaning there was no war and that they grew up having lived relatively normal lives; very much unlike their soldier counterparts. it is also my first attempt at a strict 2X1.
summary: heero and duo are both 20 and in college and it is summertime. they don't know each other.. but they will.
// thoughts //
I'd waited several days before informing Duo that Cynthia had figured out what was going on between us; at the same time alerting him to the fact that my parents were due back in a few days. We were in total agreement that her new found knowledge would have no affect on our situation. The same could not be said of my parents return home. I sensed Duo understood the reluctance I was feeling over their homecoming. I attributed his sympathy to the small amount of insight he'd gained into my childhood from the one short conversation we'd had about it.
Duo's knowledge that our previously enjoyed freedom was now on somewhat of a timer, brought his penchant for the kinky out into the open once more; not that it was ever really concealed. He'd approached me after my morning swim and invited me to join him in the guesthouse. The occurrence itself was not out of the ordinary, his demeanor, however, seemed more guarded than usual.
I followed him into the bedroom once inside. Again this was all fairly typical; the camera set atop a tripod at the foot of the king size bed was anything but. "You game?"
I am pleased to say that what little surprise I felt, I kept hidden and offered no protest as Duo removed my clothes and eased me down onto the bed. He moved quickly to settle himself on all fours above me and filled me in on what it was he wanted to do.
I hadn't objected to the idea at first but became reluctant at his admission that he had minimal knowledge of the process and that a friend of his would be doing most of the actual developing and printing. It was one thing for him to see the pictures; quite another for someone else to. I found myself searching for a way to give Duo what he wanted; pleased that I had come up with one.
"My dad has a darkroom set up in the basement... hasn't been used in years though."
He smiled. "You have any idea how to develop and make prints? It's black and white."
I shook my head no. "Not exactly, but I've seen it done. How hard can it be?"
That double entendre unintentionally set things in motion and I found Duo's hand between my legs. "Are you sure you're okay with this?"
I'm not sure why he asked me, but I was pleased that he offered me a way out.. even if I had no intention of taking it. "Mmm... I'm sure."
I was glad he made no motion to abandon his touch just yet. I was enjoying the roughness of his hand on me and I moaned in appreciation. "Nnn... that's good." He continued for a few moments before replacing his hand with my own. "Let's see what you can do, Heero."
I've always responded well to a challenge. I waited and watched as Duo climbed off the bed to stand behind the camera before beginning. I had more practice at doing this of late than I cared to admit and was pleased that I could perform without hesitation for my attentive audience of one. I was also very much in tune with what it was that Duo expected of me and precisely how he liked to see me touch myself.
I moved toward the center of the bed and got up onto my knees, spreading my legs and lowering myself down onto my calves. I brought both hands up to my chest then moved them over it slowly; closing my eyes as I stopped to tease my nipples before letting them settle in between my legs. Both hands wrapped around my cock; one at the head, the other grasping it firmly at the base.
I heard the shutter open and close several times, but kept my eyes shut as I lost myself in the increasing enjoyment my hands wrought. I kept the movements of my right hand at an even pace, passing my thumb through the wet slickness at the tip every few strokes.
Moments later I felt something fall onto the bed and opened my eyes to find a bottle of Astroglide and looked up to see Duo making his way back behind the camera. Releasing my erection, I reached forward for the bottle and covered my fingers with it; tossing the container aside and keeping my eyes focused on Duo's as I slid two of them inside myself.
"Is that what you wanted?"
He nodded. "Throw your hips forward a little more."
I watched him duck back down to look through the viewfinder as I complied; hearing the dull click of the shutter seconds later. It was hard to tell from his expression if this was what he'd envisioned when he'd requested I do this. The fact that he remained silent for a good duration of the time indicated that I was probably on the right track.
"I've five more shots left."
I interpreted this to mean he was ready for me to come. I needed only close my eyes and recall the first and only time he'd taken me. The memory of those sensations assaulted me with an intensity I was unable to ignore. I wondered if that knowledge would render him something other than his current impassive state. I wanted him to know what it was that set me off. "God, I can almost feel you inside me." I moaned. "So good...."
He peered over the camera at me. I could tell by his expression that I'd succeeded; that his thoughts were now aligned with mine. It was enough to send me over the top. His name and a series on unintelligible grunts accompanied my violent release; Duo catching it all on film.
Several minutes later, Duo was seated beside me on the bed. "I'm going to run into town to get the chemicals and stuff. Why don't you go take a shower?" I nodded and watched him leave the room; rolling over and allowing my body to recover for a while longer before taking his advice.
I wasn't out of the shower for more than 5 minutes when I heard Duo reenter the guest house. "All set?" he asked from the bedroom doorway. I nodded and finished tying my shoes before following him into the kitchen. "I picked this up while I was there too."
A thin book slid across the table and I caught it just before if fell off the edge. I chuckled as I read the title."Black and White Film Processing for Dummies?" 
"Yeah.. seems they have one of those for everything these days." He winked.
We sat and read through a good portion of it together; one or the other of us recalling some familiarity with most stages of the process. Once fairly comfortable with what needed to be done; we gathered the supplies Duo had purchased and headed toward the main house and straight into the basement.
This area of the house got very little use. It served primarily as storage and even then only minimally. Duo walked behind me and we entered the small makeshift room at the very back of the otherwise open space. Despite the fact that it had been years since it was used, a heavy metallic scent still hung in the air.
I flipped the light switch on and looked around; finding and rinsing out 3 shallow pans while Duo removed the chemicals and paper from the bag and set them on the counter. Once everything we needed had been located, I turned off the light and Duo removed the film from its magazine and loaded it onto the film development spool. 
I crossed the room to turn the safelight on once he'd finished; checking the book before I proceeded. I filled the developing tank and Duo set the film into it. "So far so good."
I nodded and he moved to stand behind me as I covered and began agitating the tray. "You really get off on this, don't you?"
I was pretty sure he wasn't referring to film developing. He moved even closer, drawing me to him with both arms wound around my waist. "Hm, Heero?"
I saw no sense in withholding the truth. "I get off on the fact that you get off on it."
His one hand moved downward, just passing lightly over the front of my jeans. I could feel his arousal pressed against me and figured he was seeing what effect, if any, our conversation and his close proximity was having on me. It was minimal, but on the rise.
"I'm glad it doesn't bother you."
"Not in the least." I assured him, returning my attention to the chore at hand. "I have to empty this."
He stepped off to the side and I slid the tray across the counter; tipping it slightly so that the liquid contents could drain into the sink. "Get the stop bath ready."
He filled the tray and moved behind me again once I had begun shaking it. "I can't wait to see how they came out."
I shifted to empty the tray again and he added the fixer. "I hope I didn't move too much." I had tried to stay still.
"Mmm..... just your hands." He moaned; obviously giving thought to my earlier actions.
I removed the cover from the pan and set the bottom of it in the sink, letting the warm water run on high into it. I reached for and set the small timer then sat it back down on the counter. "We have about 20 minutes." I told him. "Any thing in particular you wanna do while we wait?"
Though he couldn't see it, I smirked as I said it, pushing my hips back against him. He hadn't come earlier and I could easily tell that he wanted to now.
"How about I leave that up to you?"
I was more than a little aroused by this point and Duo was aware of the thoughts I was having earlier. He knew what I wanted. He wanted me to ask. I would... in due time. "We could go have a quick lunch."
I brought his hand down from my waist, inhaled and guided it inside my jeans to my erection. "MmHm. Very."
"Me too." He began stroking me in a lazy fashion, pushing his hips forward; shifting and rubbing against me to further tease himself.. and me.
"Do you want to fuck me, Duo?"
He brought his mouth to my ear and hissed. "Do you want me to, Heero?" I'd expected my attempt to fail; I nearly laughed out loud at his comeback. I held my silence and laid back on his chest as his hand continued to pleasure me; I'd already climaxed earlier.
"You know I love to hear you say it."
I did know. "What makes you think I wouldn't like to hear you say it?"
"Afraid it doesn't work that way, Baby." He ground out; rocking his hips up into me with each firm stroke of his hand.
I'm not sure who was more frustrated by his motions, but I knew that it was me who was going to be giving in... or going without. Wasn't much of an option really; I decided to have some fun with it. "Would you prefer it if I just asked.... " I questioned him. ".. or would you rather I begged?"
I could hear him moan deep in his throat. He succeeded in not letting the sound pass his lips.
He used his free hand to unbutton and release the zipper on his shorts. "I'm waiting." he warned.
Reaching around me, he lowered my shorts on one side then switched to the other, loosening them until they slid down my legs and fell to the floor at my feet. I could hear the rustling of fabric behind me and assumed he was removing his own. He thrust against me again; this time the thin barrier of my cotton boxers leaving little to the imagination and all to the sensation.
"I want you to fuck me."
"Want me to or need me to?"
He let go of me and I removed my boxers, stepping out of them and my shorts; laying my both hands on the countertop as I stepped back and bent forward at the waist.
Either Duo carried lube with him everywhere he went or he planned this; my bet was on the latter. In a matter of seconds his two slick fingers entered me roughly, immediately striking my prostate and sending a rush of pleasure coursing though me. "No more games." He ground out, working both digits deeply inside for just seconds before removing them.
I was extremely relaxed and filled with tremendous anticipation; I had been looking forward to this replay for more than a week. I heard him click the cap of the lube closed and braced myself with both hands against the edge of the counter; gasping loudly as he took hold of my hips and drove the full length of his cock inside me.
It was glorious; all of it.... the stretch, the burn, the pressure... the fullness. I pushed back against him and shifted my hips to urge him to move. He did, slowly; withdrawing nearly all his length and easing it back inside. He continued at the frustrating pace for another minute or two before my patience had finally worn itself thin. "Faster, Duo!!" I cried out.
His fingers tightened their grip on my hips and the pace of his movements increased; sliding out and ramming into me with more fervor. "Is that better?" he asked with a groan.
It was and I told him so. "Yes!!" But it wasn't enough and I clued him in to that as well. "I want it fast.. hard and fast!" I swear I could hear him chuckling behind me, also noting that he apparently had no objections to my request; his body literally slamming against mine and driving every last inch of his cock into me. "Is that how you want it, Heero? Hard?" he moaned. "Cause I can do hard."
"Nnn.. just like that. God!!" I was losing it... and fast. I could hear his breathing grow more labored as we kept up the frantic rhythm; grunting as I pushed back against each of his inward thrusts. He reached down and wrapped his fingers around my arousal; stroking it roughly. "Let's go, Heero." he cried out. I did just that; shuddering as my climax began and increased in its intensity as I felt his cock twitch and the warmth of his thick release filled me. He held himself tight against me as he came, moaning my name in that deep sexy voice that seemed to be reserved for times such as these. I loved hearing it.
The timer buzzed loudly shortly after we'd redressed and cleaned up the mess we'd made. It was nearly 1:00 and we hung the negatives up; deciding to break for lunch while waiting for them to dry.
We made our way upstairs and into the kitchen, but Cynthia was no where to be found; she had however left lunch out on the table for us. We ate quickly and returned to the basement and to the task of making the prints.
Duo seemed pleased with the outcome of our efforts. I was more than a little embarrassed as one by one the photos began to emerge from the solution. I made him swear they were to remain for his eyes only. He did so without hesitation, but even that left me slightly uncomfortable.
On the morning my parents expected arrival, I suggested to Duo over breakfast that he try to avoid being present during dinner at the house tonight. The ensuing discussion lasted through much of our meal and Cynthia was kind enough to share her thoughts quite candidly with the two of us on the subject.
"Why do you work for them if you don't like them?"
Duo's question took me by surprise even though it shouldn't have. I turned my attention to Cynthia and like Duo, anxiously awaited her response. "I never said I had ill feelings towards them. They can be trying at times. Heero will back me up on that one." She turned toward me and I merely nodded in return; not feeling inclined to add anything further.
As expected Duo wasn't going to be intimidated and assured us that he would be joining us for dinner. I wish I had the option.
The balance of early morning continued as most had of late and I found Duo waiting for me at poolside at 9:30. This morning he had his sketchbook with him and looked to be in thought as I approached him.
"I did some rough sketches of the 5 Gundams last night."
I pulled a chair over next to his and seated myself, taking the sprialbound book from his hand as he offered it. I had not been incorrect in my thinking; I was amazed by the intricacy of the 5 huge battle machines he'd drawn. "Heck of a lot more detailed than I thought. I like them a lot."
He smiled, taking the pad back from me. "The one with the feathered wings is yours."
I looked down as he worked to redefine some of the lines on the Gundam he spoke of. "Innocence."
I let out a small laugh. "Not any more." I pointed at the somewhat ominous looking machine at the top of the page. "Then that one would be yours?"
He nodded; moving to sharpen the points at the tips of its solid dark wings.
I shifted uncomfortably in my chair. This was all getting a little more personal than I'd intended.
At precisely 3:30 P.M. I heard the car pull into the driveway and watched from my bedroom window as my parents exited the vehicle and made their way into the house; signaling the unofficial close of summer.
It wasn't as if I wasn't used to all of it; their jaunts might have become extended in the recent past, but they were a summertime standard as far back as I was able recall. My memories were unable to supply me with another instance when I harbored so much apprehension regarding their return.
Perhaps I was just blowing things out of proportion; or maybe their arrival was the beginning of the end of whatever it was this summer and Duo had awakened in me.
 umm... i really have no idea if such a thing really exists... prolly does tho
 please forgive any errors/omissions here.. im aware that the timing is way off. im not trying to get technical. its really not a very exciting thing to do... unless you are heero and duo and are in my fic... or are otherwise inclined to make it such