My mother wasn't nearly as frantic as I expected she would be, given that there were only two days left until the party.
She was busy; though it appeared she had everything under control. Duo teased me about it, accusing me of blowing things out of proportion regarding my mothers anticipated frenzy. I was a little surprised that she had remained so collected throughout the process, but was able to site several reasons in my defense. Duo was quick to agree that my father seemed to be a calming influence on her and the fact that he was home more often than not the past several months was a factor that couldn't be ignored. There was also the added benefit of her having planned such a huge celebration just several years prior. Duo found it amusing that I'd taken the effort to analyze the situation so thoroughly and I took the opportunity to remind him that my brain was just wired that way.
That conversation segued into one about my RPG and Duo was rather insistent that we spend a little time working on it. I smiled when he mentioned it, pleased that it had become something of a collaboration without either of us intending it to be.
"You need me to do any more drawings?" he asked.
I did. I kept a small notebook next to my computer, jotting down ideas for artwork that I thought might be helpful as I worked through the game. The list was getting to be awkwardly long, but was secondary to the issues I was still having with the plot.
"I went back and decided to change some things," I told him, ignoring his question for the moment. "I liked your idea about the scientists."
He seemed pleased, smiling at me as he got up from the kitchen table to refill his glass of water. "You using them?"
A little too much, I thought to myself. Their presence could put a whole new spin on things. "They're evil," I told him, chuckling when he laughed.
"Making the boys just pawns?" he asked, sitting back down across from me.
I shook my head, "No. Not just pawns, but certainly less culpable."
"You like that idea?" he asked.
I nodded, not needing to think before answering him.
It bothered me to have young boys their age doing what I intended for them to do. I'd given just a glimpse of their backgrounds in the game, and while it was clear they were hardly innocent, they were only 15. Only one of the pilots had been trained from a very early age to kill, the others had gotten caught up in the plan due to varying circumstances, although sometimes it was of their own choosing. The notion that the pilots were acting in accordance with the scientists orders somehow made me feel better about the countless atrocities I planned for the five of them to commit.
"They're still responsible, Heero," he said, "Just because there is someone telling them to do it, doesn't make it alright."
It didn't, but there was more to it than that. There was a goal. A worthwhile one. It never would have entered my mind to have it otherwise. "They all believe in what they're doing," I told him, "They are willing to accept responsibility for their own actions."
"And the consequences?"
I hadn't worked out all the details on that yet, but they would be heavy. There was no way around it.
"There are always those."
. . . . . . .
Having gotten some momentum going the night before, we ended up spending most of the Friday afternoon before the party working on the RPG.
Duo listened rather patiently, sprawled out on my bed, while I explained how the story was developing, though he didn't say much. I tried to be brief as I described to him how the changes I planned would affect the earlier part of the game, but I found myself rambling on several occasions. When I was done, I looked over at him expectantly, though I wasn't sure exactly what it was I was expecting.
"You've certainly done a good job of complicating things," he said with a smile.
I could only nod in response, because I had. Although, in truth, he had contributed a great deal to the game's increasing complexity, whether he realized it or not.
"You think killing off the main character in the beginning is a good idea?"
I hadn't actually killed him, though that wouldn't become clear until further into the game.
"He was following orders," I told Duo, knowing he wouldn't quite understand based on the information I'd given him earlier. "It demonstrates his level of commitment."
"That it does," he said. "Dedicated to a fault."
"He does survive," I told him. "One of the other pilots helps nurse him back to health."
"Not me, though," Duo teased and I couldn't help but smirk.
"No," I admitted, "You run off to the desert with 04."
"Oh, sounds sordid," he said with a chuckle.
"It's nothing like that," I assured him. "All of the pilots go into hiding."
"So we're the enemy now?"
I shrugged. There were certainly those who believed that. "Like I said before, it's complicated."
I handed Duo the list of drawings I had made and he curled up on his side on my bed to start sketching. I went back and a little reluctantly started to incorporate some of the necessary changes into the very beginning of the game. It was going to be a time consuming task, but would hopefully make the game that much more engaging. It seemed like a lot of effort for something I wasn't sure would even make it off the ground.
"You wanna go for a swim later?"
I turned around to look at him. "Sure. After dinner?"
"No," he said, grinning slightly, "Later than that."
I knew precisely what that meant. "Eleven?"
"Eleven is good," he agreed, smiling at me before devoting his attention back to his sketchpad.
My eyes were immediately drawn to the time on my taskbar. It was only a little after three.
. . . . . . .
When my cell rang at around ten o'clock, I knew that it was Duo. I reached for it, and rolled back from my computer desk before looking at the display on my phone to confirm it was him before answering.
"It's not even ten o'clock yet."
He laughed. "So sue me," he said, "I don't wanna wait."
"I can be down in 10 minutes," I told him. I needed time to close out everything I was working on and get changed.
"Your parents asleep yet?"
I didn't know for certain, but they rarely stayed up past nine. Tomorrow was going to be a busy day for them. I couldn't imagine they would stay up late tonight, of all nights. "I'll make sure before I head back," I assured him.
"And leave the lights off, Heero," he said, adding, "The patio ones too," to further clarify his statement.
It only reinforced what I was already certain he had in mind when he had suggested the late swim. "Anything else?" I asked in what I hoped sounded like a playful tone.
"Yeah. Wear your Speedo."
I thought for a moment to ask if he was planning on wearing his as well, but I was guessing it didn't matter. Neither of us would be wearing anything at all before long. "Roger that," I confirmed, "See you in 10."
Duo laughed loudly and the sound of it made me smile. "Let me guess? You've been working on the game."
I grinned, though he couldn't see it.
"Affirmative." I concurred and then disconnected.
I moved back over to my desk and put my phone down, then looked at my monitor. I had been working on several things tonight and was finally making some headway, though none of it was anywhere near as exciting as what Duo was offering. I quickly finished the one section of dialogue I had been in the middle of revising when he called and then shut the program down. I closed the rest of the windows as well, making sure I saved everything first.
I changed into my black suit and grabbed a towel from the linen closet, walking slowly past my parents' bedroom to make sure that they were asleep. The lights were out and it was quiet, so I could only assume they were. It would have been unusual for them to be up at this hour, and if they had been, they would have either been in the living room or the family room.
Duo was already waiting for me on the patio when I arrived, though I was unable to see him until I was standing a few feet in front of him.
"You're impatient tonight," I said, laying my towel on the chaise next to him. I had been earlier as well, but I had gotten some momentum going with the game and the past 3 hours had gone by rather quickly.
"The option to sue me is still open," he said with a smile. "I have to tell you, though," he said as he stood. "I had other things in mind."
He leaned forward to kiss me then and I kissed him back, bringing my body as close as possible to his.
"I sorta figured that," I told him when I pulled back from the kiss. "You're easier to read than you used to be."
He laughed a little and then reached out for my hand. "And you're just as sexy."
I could feel the heat in my cheeks rise and was thankful for the lack of light. I had never thought of myself in those terms, but I didn't doubt that Duo did.
"Are we going to swim?" I asked, "Or was this just a ploy to get me out here half naked."
He laughed again. "No, I figured we'd take a swim first. Get the adrenaline goin'."
He reached for the end of his braid and quickly removed the tie at the end and put it on his right wrist. It was only a matter of seconds before he had unraveled the length of it, gathered it all into a ponytail and tied it back. Perhaps one day I'd ask him why he kept it so long.
He nodded and climbed up onto the diving board. "Last one in bottoms."
I laughed as he strode to the end of the board and watched as he bounced on it several times before diving into the water. It was a challenge I had not heard before, but not one I objected to nearly as much as the 'rotten egg' variety.
I dove in after him, swimming toward him once I had surfaced. It was easier to locate him than I thought it would be in the dark. Duo had left the light on in the kitchen of the guest house, but it had definitely seemed much darker when I had first come out. I supposed my eyes had adjusted to the light.
"Let's do a few laps," he said as I approached, immediately swimming toward the other side of the pool. I followed him, nearly catching up to him as we neared the shallow end.
He turned and started swimming again, clearly unwilling to have me catch him, though I wasn't certain I could. I recalled the first time he had challenged me like this and how he thought I had purposely let him beat me... and what was at stake then; even if it really hadn't been. I couldn't help but wonder what he would have done if I had won that night. I knew what he would not have done.
"You're lagging, Yuy," he teased, immediately drawing me out of my thoughts.
I made a concerted effort to catch up to him, but fell short, though not by much.
He stopped this time when he got to the edge, gripping the coping with one hand and the ladder with the other. He was panting slightly, but still grinning when I reached out for the ladder just seconds after him. I pushed the wet hair back from my face and out of my eyes.
"Smug bastard," I said, reaching out to put my right arm around his neck and kissing him before he had a chance to respond.
Whatever, if anything, he planned to say back to me was quickly forgotten. He pulled me flush up against him, sliding his hand into the back of my Speedo and urging the lower half of our bodies closer together. We kissed like that for a while, Duo gripping the ladder with one hand and me gripping him with both.
The water felt unusually warm in contrast to the chilly night air. We kept ourselves mostly submerged, concealing what was happening, though there wasn't anyone around. I could feel his hard dick on my thigh, and I shifted so that I could rub against it.
"I think that's enough foreplay," he said, pulling back from the kiss. He was a little out of breath and I liked the way it made his voice sound.
"Want to head inside?" I asked.
He shook his head no and reached down into the water and slid his hand inside the front of my bathing suit. I moaned as he wrapped his hand around my cock, feeling it harden further in his grasp. His touch was gone before I could appreciate it, and I might have complained had he not quickly pulled the back of my suit down and started teasing at my entrance with his fingers. I compared it again to last time and found very few similarities. I was not the same person I'd been back then; not nearly as shy and reserved.
"Are you going fuck me with your fingers?" I asked, gasping as he roughly shoved two of his fingers inside me. I supposed that was one way to answer my question.
"Is that what you want?"
I pushed back when he started to slide his fingers out, forcing them back inside. "I'm flexible," I said, earning me a rather satisfied groan.
"You know what you do to me, right?" he growled, working his fingers in and out of my hole.
I could have feigned innocence, pretended that I had never seen that occasional flash of desperation in his eyes; that I didn't know precisely what to do to put it there. "No different than what you do to me," I told him.
"Heero..." he whispered.
"I want you to fuck me," I told him, mainly because I did. I rested my forehead against his and reached down between us, teasing just the tip of his cock with my fingertips. It was all I could reach in the position we were in. "Let's go inside." I suggested.
Duo shook his head, driving his fingers still deeper inside me and adding a third as he pulled them almost all the way out. "We've never actually done it in the pool."
We hadn't. We had fooled around quite a bit in it though. Around it, as well. Something about coming in the water when there were other people who were going to be swimming in it bothered me. I decided to share my concerns with Duo. "Did you forget about the party tomorrow?"
"Didn't," he admitted, lifting his head to kiss me. "I'll add a little extra chlorine; leave the filters running all night. Don't worry about it."
I had to trust him on this one. He knew a lot more about it than I did, a great deal more and I didn't particularly want to have to get out, dry off and go into the guesthouse.
He slid his fingers out and I moved off to the side a little, allowing him some room to change positions. He reached down into the water and tugged at my Speedo. "Take that off," he said, appearing to be removing his own suit as well.
He brought it up out of the water, laying it on the concrete and extended his hand toward me, grinning when I laid the small black pile of fabric in his palm. I could hear the soft wet plop as he tossed it up next to his own.
"Much better," he said, gripping my wrist and pulling me toward him.
It was. Much better, that is. He kissed me again, reaching behind me to rub my upper back briefly before traveling lower. He cupped the cheeks of my ass with both of his hands, not forcing our bodies together, just squeezing and fondling me. We were close already; close enough that our dicks touched every now and then as they bobbed beneath the water.
"I think we should do this in the shallow end."
We were less visible where we were, though I could understand his logic. For once.
"The ladder should work fine," I told him, choosing not to share several other reasons I preferred to stay where we were.
He seemed to be thinking about it for a second.
"Maybe," he said, "Turn around and hold on."
I gripped the coping with my right hand, holding onto the metal tubing of the ladder with my left and put my left foot on the third rung of the ladder, leaving my right leg dangling free in the water.
Duo appraised the situation, apparently finding it to his liking and reached for the ladder with his left hand.
"Spread 'em a little more, baby," he said, and I could feel his hand on the inside on my right thigh.
"Yeah, that's it."
The head of his cock was at my hole, pressing against it with just the slightest amount of pressure. "I'm not in any rush tonight," he groaned, pushing his way inside me.
I adjusted my grip on the coping, allowing me to shift my hips back a little more and take his cock a little deeper. Despite how it might have seemed, I was in no rush either.
"Let me take it at my own pace, Heero," he said, reaching around with his right arm to hold me at the waist.
He began moving then, slowly backing almost all the way out and then entering me again just as slowly. He ground his hips against me when he was all the way inside, and I found myself moaning every time he did it.
His hand moved across my hip, letting his thumb dip into my navel before running his fingertips through the curls at the base of my cock.
"I like this," he said, pressing his chest flush against my back.
I could feel his breath against my ear. I wasn't sure what he was referring to; it could have been the pace or the fact that we were doing it in the water. Personally, I was enjoying both.
He closed his hand around the base of my cock and just held it, rocking his hips against me in an unhurried fashion.
"I love how my dick feels inside you," he said softly, kissing me just below my earlobe.
His lips were warm against my skin and he kept them there for a few moments, thrusting deep up into me as he slowly worked his hand up the length of my cock and squeezed.
"A little harder," I said, contracting my muscles so that my cock twitched in his grasp.
"Fuck you harder or touch you harder?"
"Touch me harder," I answered, groaning when he did.
He tightened his fist a little and began stroking me, teasing my slit with his thumb and rubbing it over sensitive area where my foreskin drew taut. He pulled back a little, leaving just the head of his cock inside me and pulled out all the way before nudging my entrance again and sliding back inside.
"I'm gonna come if I keep doing that," he whispered close to my ear.
He pulled me tight against his body, rolling his hips behind me as he worked his hand up and down my shaft.
"I'm ready," I hissed, pushing my hips back and urging him to fuck me harder.
"I'm not," he said, and I shivered at the feel of his tongue on my neck.
I moaned his name as he started to lick the side of my neck; tightening the hold I had on the ladder as he reached further down between my legs to play with my balls.
"Duo!" I ground out.
"Just a little longer," he said quietly, though his touch clearly sought to do the opposite.
His tongue moved over my neck and down toward my shoulder, alternately licking and sucking and leaving a tingling warmth in its wake. My body trembled, and I thrust hard into his hand as he shoved his dick deeper inside me.
We were both close. Duo was panting, his breath loud, harsh and hot at my ear. "Too bad I can't fuck you all night like this."
He started stroking me faster, and I choked on a gasp. "I'm coming!" I announced just a fraction of a second before I did.
Duo nipped at my shoulder, holding me back against him as my body convulsed and jerked. He wasn't coming yet, but I could tell by the sounds he was making and the way his body moved that he wasn't going to be able to hold off for long.
"Not much longer now," he said, moaning as he backed out and pushed into me again.
I steadied myself with both hands, though it wasn't likely that Duo would be able to get any real momentum going in the water. The slower pace was good and I groaned as Duo ground his hips against me, mentally enjoying the knowledge that his cock was inside me as far as it could go.
"Hold on, baby," he whispered, finding the rhythm he needed, but I already was, having firmed my grip on the ladder and the coping just moments earlier.
He went deep again and I could feel his cock throbbing inside me. He was moaning rather loudly, and I hoped it only sounded that way because his mouth was so close to my ear. His right hand that was holding me at the hip moved quickly upward to grasp my left shoulder.
"Christ, Heero. You feel so damn good," he hissed and then he was coming; his hot hard dick buried in my ass and the solid warmth of his chest pressed firmly against my back.
I was almost disappointed when he let me go, feeling the cool rush of water between us as he slowly pulled out. I was about to suggest that we should definitely do it in the pool again, when Duo reached for my arm to turn me around and pull me toward him, bringing his lips to mine and nearly kissing me senseless.
"I think I'm going to tell my parents tomorrow."