disclaimer: the boys aren't mine. i just play with them for my own entertainment.
warnings: yaoi, AU, OOC, POV, PWP, lemon, sap!
spoliers: you're kidding....right?
pairings: 1X2X1... do i ever write anything else?!?!
notes: this one is for d_huron, who is unrelenting in his pleas to get a lemon out of me! i made him wait so long... just to watch him squirm.
additional notes: future parts of this fic may or may not include: vouyerism, masturbation, a little kinkyness, a touch of my odd sense of humor, poison ivy and things you should definitely not try at home!
over the river and through the woods
The rest of the journey was made in virtual silence. There is something innate in the stillness of the forest that calls to be left untainted. Only the snapping of twigs beneath our feet and leaves rustling as small animals scampered beneath them broke that silence. I reached out to grab Heero's hand as I heard the faint sound the running water off to the left; pulling him toward it. We walked several hundred more yards, finally stepping out into the small clearing.
Letting go of his hand, I walked toward the water's edge in awe. He followed and stood behind me, lifting and removing my backpack to set it down beside his. It was truly an amazing sight. One could easily see how the phrase 'purple mountains majesties' was coined; the late morning sun had barely made its way over the towering pines, the lush color of everything around us taking on an odd indigo cast.
"That is the Adirondack River." I told him in my best tour guide voice.
"It's not much of a river." he noted, staring out at what I had to agree appeared to be more like a rocky creek.
"Not here, but a bit further down it widens considerably. Deep enough to swim in too." I returned, leaning back onto Heero as I felt his arms gather me toward him from behind.
"I think this was a good idea, Duo." he told me, gently kissing me on the cheek. "I'm glad you insisted we do this."
"No problem." I returned, pivoting to face him. "Let's set up camp." I smiled, stealing a quick kiss.
It wasn't much of a chore deciding where we should pitch the tent. Most of the terrain beside the river was either rocky or offered no protection from the elements. Though neither one of us had any camping experience, common sense dictated its placement.
We had barely begun assembling the tent when I noticed that Heero had stopped and was watching me. "What?" I asked playfully. "Did I do something wrong?"
"Nope." he replied, leaning back against the huge oak behind him. "Come here." he beckoned softly, his index finger curling toward himself in emphasis.
Laying the tent poles down, I walked toward him. "Want something?" I asked, smiling as he nodded.
"Me?" I questioned, pointing innocently at myself in mock disbelief.
"Your mouth to be more precise." he responded, intent on clearing up any misunderstandings.
"Ahhh...." I said, closing the gap between us and bringing my lips to his. Our mouths had barely met, when I felt his hands on my shoulders; exerting pressure as he forced me to down onto my knees.
There is something strangely erotic in the way Heero conveys his lust in silence and I shivered as he pushed his hips forward, rubbing his still clad erection against my face. I held his hips still with both hands, nipping and teasing it roughly, inhaling his musky scent. Removing his shorts and wrapping my lips around just the head of his cock, I brought my two hands up to knead the tight muscled flesh of his bottom. He moaned and took two fistfuls of my hair, thrusting his hips forward to bury himself to the hilt in my mouth.
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't in pure heaven and I sucked hard, working my tongue roughly over the spot where his foreskin stretched taut at the tip. I could hear him moaning loudly, his fists tightening in my hair; I knew from experience what is was that he wanted.
Moving up and down his shaft more quickly, I applied more pressure, letting my teeth graze the sensitive skin, raking them up and down his length. Bringing my one hand around and sliding it upward on the inside of his thigh, I rubbed my open palm over his hardening sac, one finger teasing his entrance.
Both of his hands were holding my head firmly in place as he thrust into my mouth and I shifted my gaze upward while I continued pleasuring him. I'm not certain what set him off.... truthfully, I never am, but this time I'm pretty sure it was the moment our eyes met; the epitome of pure lust. There seemed to be a spark of some kind and every muscle in his lower body began to tremble and he filled my hot mouth with his even hotter seed. I swallowed hard, sucking greedily until he had emptied himself, savoring the taste there were no words to describe.... I had settled on simply calling it Heero.
He lowered himself down into my arms, his limp body still shuddering. I brought him as close to me as I could, brushing the sweat dampened hair from his face and looked down at him, once again stating what was I hoped was painfully obvious. "Love you."
The phrase had previously been reserved for rare occasions and there was a time when it was I who said it the most.
But that was history..... and contrary to popular belief; it was never to be repeated.
Considering it was the first time we had attempted to pitch this particular tent, we were pleased with the fact that once Heero's physical desires had been temporarily sated, it had taken us under a half an hour and that it looked pretty much like the diagram.
Heero eyed the tent suspiciously. "It's huge.", he commented.
I could tell that he probably wished he hadn't given me task of choosing our sleeping accommodations, but rest assured; I had done my homework.... for the most part anyway.
I nodded and unzipped the tent, throwing our two sleeping bags inside. "We need to store all our stuff in it as well." I told him, crawling inside. "I'll be right out, just gonna zip our bags together."
I heard a distinct groan from behind me as I entered the tent on all fours, snickering as I pictured the look on Heero's face. Never one to waste an opportunity, I put a little more sway into my hips as I crawled the rest of the way in.
This was going to be even more fun than I predicted.
I finished setting things up in the tent and exited, finding Heero starting a fire in the stone ring off to the right of the site. "Lunch?" I asked.
"Yeah. Hungry?" he questioned.
"Starved." I returned, reaching into the small cooler. "Hot dogs or.... hot dogs?" I asked, carrying a package of said meat to the table and setting it down.
We had brought enough food with us to last for two days, planning to make a trip back into town for additional supplies. From the look on Heero's face, I'd say we were going to be making that trip sooner than anticipated. "It's all we had in the freezer." I offered, "Brought some stuff for salad though." I added, reopening the cooler.
Everything tasted better cooked over a campfire, Oscar Mayer himself would have been proud.
"What do you want to do this afternoon?" I asked, still seated at the table after lunch.
There wasn't a helluva a lot *to* do up here... which was a good part of the allure.
We waited a while for the fire to burn itself out, taking the time to discuss our options. Both of us were kinda tired from the drive and the hike down here, but we were curious to explore our surroundings. There was general agreement that things like finding the bathroom and shower were most likely a good idea while there was still daylight.
Decision made to head due north where the river seemed to widen, we brought our bathing suits and fishing poles with us at my insistence; Heero still claiming my thoughts on the river a myth. Walking for nearly a mile, I took my shoes off and continued our journey along the shore of the river. It was cooler than I had thought it would be. The fact that mid-August in New York wasn't enough to warm the shallow water made me realize just how cold the evenings must get here.
I didn't bother mentioning it to Heero.... we hadn't packed any warm clothes.