The young pilot blushed. The heat he felt in his face made him feel uneasy. He crossed his arms over his lap, forcing himself to concentrate on the pain he felt as he pressed them together. Standing before him, Duo looked at him, his violet eyes saddened.

Quatre smiled weakly, running his fingers up his pants, playing with them absentmindedly. He was sure Duo had noticed the way he had been acting for the last weeks. It had not been that obvious to him, but Duo was so good at picking things up. The blond boy was almost ashamed to be sitting in the room with him. He lowered his eyes, wanting to escape Duo's gaze.

The last weeks, ever since they embarked the Peace Meteor things had been different for him. Trowa, whom he thought he had killed, had returned as part of their team. The young boy lacked his memory and Quatre found himself sad most of the time, refusing to forget that it was his fault. He had tried hard to let his merry side emerge, specially around Trowa, whom he wanted to hurt no more.

It was hard to forget the madness that had possessed him. Forget. Quatre couldn't forget Trowa.

Duo was looking at him across the darkness in the small room. The loud noise of the engines seemed much too loud inside the small room, the air system much too hot. Quatre wanted to escape this madness. He hated himself. The small boy looked up, smiling wider, hoping he was convincing the other boy.

"It's because of Trowa, isn't it?"

Quatre held his breath, his mind at a loss. He wanted to get up, to run away, away from Duo's smile. Duo shook his head, taking a step closer.

"I just don't feel very good," Quatre said.

Duo stood before him now, his hands over his chest, looking at him with sympathy. Quatre closed his eyes, willing this to end.

"I-Im all right, Duo."

Duo laughed huskily, his arms unfolding and reached to lay his hand on the boy's shoulder. Quatre tensed horribly, his eyes widening. He was breaking. The small boy was becoming mad at himself, for allowing his composure to break. His deceased father would be ashamed.

"Don't hurt yourself, Quatre," Duo said. He reached down and sat next to the young boy, his eyes searching for the ardent light inside him.

"Duo..."

Duo smiled, his violet eyes softening, his hand giving strength to the young boy. Quatre closed his eyes, as Duo's hand reached to touch his face, a soft caress. He gasped, blushing.

Duo looked at him, still smiling. "You like him, don't you?"

Quatre couldn't speak. It was all happening too fast. He blushed as Duo laughed quietly, and lowered his eyes.

"No," Duo said, lifting his chin with his hand. "There is nothing to be ashamed of, Quatre,"

The small pilot breathed faster, his heart aching to hold the other boy, to make him take the pain away.

"I-I can never dare touch him, Duo," the boy said. "Not his hair, or his hands."

Duo ran his finger, touching the boy's silent tears. Quatre pressed his lips together, forcing himself to stop crying. He looked at Duo's kind eyes, wanting to find an answer to his pain. Duo only looked at him in silence, letting the humming of the engines drone out the fears, and the pain, all on its own. He watched the other boy closely, staring at his beautiful blue eyes, reaching down into the oceans he saw there.

"Has anyone ever touched you, Quatre?"

The boy blushed, his lips parting, but no sound escaping his mouth. His soft tears fell on Duo's fingers. The young american smiled sadly, his soft fingers trailing down Quatre's face, reaching his lips, tracing the boy's soft mouth as he whispered.

"No..."

The young boy closed his eyes, yearning to grasp the old self composure he possessed, but it escaped him. Alluded him. He prayed that Allah had not left him as well. He kissed Duo's kind fingers, wanting to show him how much he thanked the boy's understanding.

Duo smiled, his violet eyes becoming pink and let his fingers trail down Quatre's neck, feeling as the boy's head tilted sideways, his breathing becoming faster. Quatre gasped softly, feeling Duo's hands on his back, drawing him nearer to his body. He held his breath as he felt Duo's lips kiss his forehead, then trail down his cheeks. Duo smiled at him, his eyes burning with a fire that he wanted to touch. A strange sensation was rising up his legs, up his spine. Quatre closed his eyes, willing the feeling to leave.

Duo laughed softly, taking the boy's hand and kissing it. He looked up, and kissed it again. Softly. Quatre removed his hand, taking it to his own lips. His face twisted in pain, his blue eyes wet with tears, his soul crying out for mercy.

"Touch me, Duo..."

The young american felt his face colour, his heart stop, as he felt Quatre's mouth touch his. A soft kiss. He smiled at the boy, taking his hand, and kissed him in return. Quatre's body tensed, his hands grasping the covers, but Duo's hands caressed his face, calming him down.

Quatre watched Duo silently as he reached down to his neck, kissing him softly, his lips like soft petals touching his skin. He bit his lip, not wanting to moan, as Duo undid his shirt. He looked at the boy's eyes, his own growing deep purple. Duo pulled his shirt away, his small naked chest vulnerable as he was in the darkness. He reached to hold the boy's body, not wanting to let go, as Duo reached down and kissed his nakedness. Quatre gasped, feeling the boy's hot lips over his skin.

Duo relaxed the young boy's body into the bed, backwards into the softness of his pillows. Quatre's breathing increased as Duo reached down, slowly and unbuttoned the boy's pants. He felt himself drowning as Duo pulled them down softly, removing his underwear, leaving his completely naked. He moaned as Duo looked at him, his hand reaching to caress the boy's naked chest, trailing softly downwards, but not daring to touch the boy's penis. Duo drew away, looking at Quatre, smiling softly. The boy breathed harder, his eager hands reaching up to caress Duo's face, his lips running on his face.

Duo tossed his head back as Quatre kissed his neck, bit his skin softly, then drew away. Ashamed. The young blond undid Duo's shirt, slowly, as if afraid. Duo closed his eyes, letting the boy take his time. Quatre gasped, pulling away the boy's black shirt, drawing it down Duo's slender shoulders. He breathed harder, his breath hot against Duo's naked chest. Duo looked down at him, his eyes understanding. The young american stood up, tossing the shirt away, helping the young boy break the shyness.

Quatre looked up at Duo, as the boy took his hand and placed it on his pants. Quatre blushed deeply, his eager fingers trailing the small buttons, his hot hands wanting to uncover what lay beneath. Duo bit his lip, his eyes closing tightly as he felt the boy's hand undo his pants, and pull them down in one soft movement. He held his breath as the young boy looked at him, his blue eyes narrowing in shame, but his hands betraying him. Duo gasped as Quatre's hot fingers reached and pulled down his briefs, his fingers eager to reveal the boy's penis. Duo looked down at the boy in the bed, and gasped.

Quatre had covered his face, his shame eating him. Duo reached down, laying in the bed, taking Quatre's hands, caressing the boy's hair.

Quatre looked up at his face, surprised to see the smile he found in them. He closed his eyes as Duo pushed him into the mattress softly, the boy's mouth finding his. He closed his eyes tighter, his mind reeling in the feeling that travelled up his naked skin. He moaned as Duo's tongue lapped at his teeth, demanding to come inside. He opened his mouth, letting it come inside. He gripped the boy's hair, as Duo's tongue touched his own, as it ran up his teeth, up his whole mouth. His own tongue touched Duo's softly. A tentative touch. Duo's ardent one ran its tip on his, teasing it, then lapped at it mercilessly, satisfied that the boy's had met his again. And again.

Duo closed his eyes, feeling Quatre's tongue lap at his palatar, hard against his own. He opened his mouth wider, letting the boy bury his tongue in deeper, until it touched the back of his mouth. Quatre drew away, falling silent.

Duo tossed his head side ways abruptly, biting his lip. Quatre drew back from him, gasping. He hadn't meant to hurt him. He closed his eyes, blushing deeply. Duo turned his head to look at him. If the young boy recoiled now, it would all be for nothing and it would hurt him. Duo reached a hand and drew Quatre closer. The young boy's blue eyes were so big and scared.

"Quatre," he whispered. "don't be afraid."

Quatre closed his eyes, pressing himself into Duo's chest. The long haired pilot smiled, drawing the young boy closer. He reached down and pulled the crude covers on the bed over the boy's naked shoulders. Quatre relaxed again, sighing heavily. The grey darkness of the room engulfed them. Only to be chided away by the light of the stars that fell in through the window. The bed made a creaking noise, huge in the silence.

"Do I hurt you, Duo? Does it hurt?"

Duo looked down at the young boy's face, resting on his chest, at his huge eyes full of pain. He smiled, running a hand on the boy's hair. Quatre smiled weakly. He put his hand on Duo's chest, his small body warm against his own. Quatre closed his eyes, listening to Duo's beating heart. He felt a strange heat escaping form the boy's body. He brushed his lips on the boy's chest, forcing himself to forget.

Duo combed his hair softly with the hand he hand under Quatre's head. His long fingers dug into the boy's hair, stroking it down and away. Quatre closed his eyes, Duo's gentle combing lulling him to a strange dream like state. His small hand reached up and pulled Duo's braid onto the boy's chest. He curled its bottom with his small fingers.

War can be very lonely.

Duo relaxed feeling the softness of the pillow beneath his head. He stared at the patterns the light of the stars drew on the walls. They looked like small castles dancing with sparkling light. He frowned, listening to the silent dull noise of the space base. He smiled to himself, combing Quatre's short hair. He felt the small boy gently undoing his braid, removing the band that held it in place. He felt the young boy's hot breath against his skin, the boy's breathing growing faster. Duo felt his own breath quicken.

Quatre laughed softly, playing with Duo's hair. He felt Duo's fingers on his hair running softly down his head. Down into his neck. He gasped as Duo's hot hand touched his skin. He felt himself freeze.

Duo bit his lip, his hand stopping. He took a big breath, letting his hand travel down the boy's back. Quatre jerked his head back, moaning softly. Duo held him steady, holding him kindly.

"It's ok, Quatre, this is what's supposed to happen."

Quatre moaned louder, his legs pressing into the boy's legs. His lips ran on Duo's chest, his eyes closed. Duo caressed his back again, moving slowly. Quatre felt his mind spinning, his skin curling softly as his hair stood on ends. Duo smiled down at him.

"You ok?"

Quatre smiled back up to him, his blue eyes still scared, but trusting him. Duo felt the boy's fear subside slowly. He felt Quatre's hands on his belly. He closed his eyes as Quatre's fingers curled his long hair, his nails brushing his chest. He turned his head sideways, tossing his mind wildly. The young boy grew bolder, his lips running on his neck, his small eyelids opening and closing over his skin. His hot breath rushed against his chest. Duo closed his eyes, feeling Quatre's small legs wrap themselves around his.

He opened his eyes, looking back at the boy on top of him.

Quatre was shaking, his eyes closed tight.

Duo reached to brush the boy's hair from his face. Quatre looked at him, his eyes glazed with tears. Duo frowned, his heart suffering, and combed the boy's hair.

"What is wrong with me, Duo?"

Duo smiled sadly, concerned for the young man. He ran his hand down through the boy's face. He blushed. Quatre's face was so soft, his blue eyes so beautiful. He tried to smile, patting the boy's face softly. Quatre closed his eyes, his body moving without his consent, pressing hard into his hips, his legs, his shoulders. Duo ran his hand down the boy's face, under his shin. The silence made his voice croaky.

"Quatre, there comes a time when our bodies change, and we feel this-" Quatre looked at him, his eyes wide. Duo felt himself blush. He must sound like a teacher in a sexuality class. He smiled, breaking the barriers of fears both felt.

"You felt this too once?"

Duo smiled, looking towards the window. "It was slightly different, that's all."

Quatre buried his face in the boy's long hair. He kissed its softness, forcing the fear to subside. Duo caressed his neck, his small fingers reaching down to his back. Quatre lay his small body beside his again. Duo smiled, feeling the boy's shaking fall away.

Duo ran his fingers down the boy's neck, holding his breath. He went slowly down his chest, not wanting to scare the boy. Quatre's gasped, his mouth widening, searching for air as Duo's fingers found his nipples. He held on to Duo's shoulders, digging his small nails into him. Duo bit his lip, his fingers searching the boy, touching his small body. Quatre clawed his, his eyes closed, lost in the pain. Duo closed his eyes, smelling the boy's skin. He heard the boy moan as he licked him. Quatre dug his nails deeper as Duo's lips touched his neck, his chest, his nipples. He grasped the young man's hair.

Duo's hands were soft, his lips like petals on his skin, travelling down his chest. Quatre moaned louder as Duo's soft hand travelled down, down his belly, almost-. He cried out softly, his body jerking, as he felt himself harden. Duo stopped, scared he'd hurt the boy.

Quatre pressed himself into him, shaking his head, ashamed for such a reaction. Duo held the boy, stroking his hair. He took the boy's hands, kissing them softly. The first time, he though. The first time anyone has touched him, that he has felt such a strong reaction. Duo closed his eyes, drawing Quatre near. The young boy was looking up at him. He could see how much Duo cared for him. He swallowed, ignoring the pain, the sweet strange pain between his legs, the hot sensation travelling up his skin.

"Duo..."

Duo hushed him with his hand and smiled. "Don't be afraid," he said. "Don't be afraid to touch me. I cannot tell you how it feels, you must find it for yourself."

Quatre blushed and tried to look away, but Duo placed his palms on his chest. The young man gasped, his hands reaching up to hold on to Duo's hair. The long haired boy laughed softly, as the boy pulled his hair. Quatre jerked his head backwards as Duo's hands ran down his chest, soft like butterflies on his skin, on his stomach, over his shoulders. Quatre bit his lip as Duo's fingers touched his nipples, then were replaced by the boy's small tongue. He bit his lip harder as they hardened, Duo's small teeth biting him. He moaned, tossing his head sideways, his feet twisting, but his lips formed a smile.

Quatre smiled, his mouth wide searching for air, as Duo's lips travelled down his chest, down his stomach, soft over his skin. Duo's hands ran down his back, reaching down to hold his hips. Quatre gasped for air. Duo's mouth was reaching the place it were it felt funny. He moaned, clawing Duo's back, as Duo hot hand touched his penis. He cried softly, feeling it grow hot. It hurt. Duo pressed him, his fingers caressing it softly, the boy's other hand, on his lower back, pressing him up. Duo closed his eyes, letting his fingers find their way, touching the boy, feeling the blood rushing. He ran his finger down the boy's penis, back between his legs, inside his whole. Quatre cried louder, his legs moving uncontrollably. His mind reeled in pleasure, his legs hurt.

Duo gasped as Quatre cried out, his head jerking from side to side, his whole body twisting as his hands touched him. He felt his own body hurt, his skin sweaty. Quatre pressed his legs to his own. Duo looked up to the boy's face, a soft smile passing his lips. Quatre's flushed face bore a smile as well. All the boy's fears had subsided to the darkness. The boy, shy and melancholic, secretly hurting for this need, had wanted another boy to touch him for a long time. Duo held his breath, listening to Quatre's beating heart, smelling the boy's sweaty skin. He felt the boy's hands combing his long hair.

Quatre's broken breath grew louder as Duo's lips travelled down his belly, over his penis, just touching him, teasing him. He gripped the boy's hair harder, hoping Duo would stop hurting him. He pulled harder on his hair, as Duo's tongue ran on him, finding its way between his legs, liking his tip. He cried out, his legs kicking beneath the boy's body. He felt himself harden, a hot feeling climbing up his belly. Duo felt his face blush hard as the boy hardened at his touch. His sweat ran down his face, into his mouth. He heard Quatre's ragged breathing speed up as he took him into his mouth. He closed his eyes, the boy was about to tare his braid off. Quatre's cries grew louder, the boy's body lifting itself from the bed as his tongue brushed on his penis inside his mouth.

Quatre's nails dug into him and he felt his back began to bleed. Quatre felt his body shatter, felt himself drown. He cried out, his voice harsh in the darkness, as he felt himself come, for the first time in his life, hard and hot. Duo moaned as Quatre spilled into his mouth. He let him run over his lips, over his face, his own mouth gasping out for air.

Duo gasped as he felt Quatre rise eagerly, his hands holding him, pushing him down into the bed, his movements uncommonly fast and eager. He closed his eyes, gasping for air, feeling Quatre's semen in his lips. The young boy's hands hold him against the bed roughly, his blue eyes wide, sweat running down his slender chest.

"Easy, Quatre..."

The small boy fought to slow down, his small fingers caressing Duo's neck. He swallowed his breath, making his heart slow down, his body controlling itself. Duo combed the boy's hair softly. He bit his lip, watching Quatre's body loose its fears, the small boy pushing them away slowly with each caress. Quatre closed his eyes, letting his fingers see for him, letting them run down Duo's skin softly.

The small boy's lips kissed Duo's neck, running up and down softly, eagerly. Quatre's mouth tasted the boy's skin, growing bolder, his tongue reaching out to lick the boy's neck, his shoulders, his chest. Duo moaned, feeling Quatre's hot fingers run down his chest, all of the boy's fears gone. He gripped the covers, gasping for air. Quatre's mouth tasted Duo's ears, nibbling at his lobes, teasing his softly, running back down again over his chest. Duo felt his hair stand, as Quatre's tongue ran over his arms, over his wrists and the sides of his chest.

Duo moaned louder, his hands reaching to hold the young boy, as Quatre's mouth took in his left nipple, his tongue toying with it. Duo bit his lip, his back arching as Quatre bit it, licking it hard and fast, sucking it. Duo cried out softly, as Quatre's free hand took his left nipple, the boy reaching to take the other one in his mouth. Quatre's fingers pulled and squeezed Duo's nipple, while his teeth grazed his right one. Duo moaned louder, amazed at how much passion the boy had hood inside. He felt his body rise from the bed as Quatre's teeth bit hard on his nipples, going from one to the other. He reached to hold the boy's hair, feeling the boy's sweat on his skin. Quatre moaned louder as he let his lips run down the boy's chest, down the boy's belly. He licked him, drawing patterns on his skin. Duo tossed his head sideways, tears on his eyes. Quatre moaned softly, looking up at him, silently asking permission. Duo smiled, a pained expression in his red face. Quatre closed his eyes, his breath quickening and let his lips run down the boy's belly, down the boy's legs, avoiding Duo's penis. Quatre reached and parted the boy's legs, letting then open softly at first, the parting them wider. Duo cried out, clawing the bed as he felt his organ grow hot.

Quatre moaned, his fingers running along the insides of Duo's legs, running up to the boy's ass, then down and away to his legs. The rhythm growing stronger. And stronger. He moaned, as Duo's member began to rise, growing hot, the tip wet. Duo's ragged breathing picked up, his sweaty palms grasping Quatre's hair. The young blond closed his eyes, his innocence lost and placed his arms over Duo's legs, forcing them apart, hard against the mattress.

Duo cried out as Quatre licked the tip of his penis, and ran his tongue down his shaft, down slowly. He moaned louder, his moans escalating into cries as the boy's lips ran over his organ, kissing it, licking it, nibbling it. Duo felt himself harden and jerked his head back into the pillow.

Quatre moaned, his small body aching in the passion he felt moving him, as bit Duo's tip. He closed his eyes, feeling the air leave his lungs as he took Duo's penis inside his mouth, feeling the long organ rub against his mouth. Duo's legs had begun to move in rhythm, his penis moving into his mouth with it. Quatre felt his heart stop, Duo's penis burying itself deeper into his mouth, touching its sides. Duo cried out, feeling Quatre's tongue lap at his organ, feeling his rhythm grow strong. He pushed his penis deeper into the boy's mouth, clawing the bed, screaming as Quatre savoured it. The young boy moaned louder, his hands reaching to hold Duo. He gasped as he felt Duo's hands hold his palms, and led them under his ass. Holding hands, Duo closed his eyes, as Quatre moaned louder, biting his member. Duo thrust into his mouth, hard and hot and cried out as he felt himself come. Quatre cried out, feeling the boy's hot semen spurt into his mouth and drew away. He moaned, feeling Duo reach up to him, and draw him down in the bed.

Quatre moaned louder as he felt Duo's hot hands take his legs. His sweaty palms gripping the sides of his legs. He cried out louder as Duo's fingers circled his ass, Duo's hand caressing it harder and harder. The young boy felt himself die, as Duo's hands lifted his ass, Duo's hands rising up to put his legs over his own body. Quatre looked Duo's face, at his red cheeks. He moaned, listening to Duo's soft moans, feeling the boy's fingers reach inside his asshole. He reached up and held Duo's hair, drawing him closer. Duo reached down and kissed the boy's ass, as he lifted it up with his palms.

Quatre parted his legs wider, rising his asshole, moaning louder, his lips broken were he had bitten. He felt tears run down his face, his breath coming in gulps. He cried out as Duo's tongue ran over his ass, inside his parted legs, and into his hole. He gripped Duo's hair tighter, begging.

Duo held his breath, his body rocking violently, his penis hurting and lifted the boy's ass higher. He felt Quatre's hot legs push against his chest as he penetrated him. He cried out, releasing himself inside Quatre's body.

Quatre cried out, his cries louder and louder with each thrust. He clawed Duo's back, uttering nonsense, pulling the boy deeper into him. Duo pushed deeper, his member eager against the boy's insides. He screamed, feeling the sweet pain crawl up his spine. He felt Quatre's body heaving madly beneath his own, lost in the rhythm, lost in the waves of pain and pleasure. He gasped as Quatre reached out to grasp his hands. He felt himself being drawn away, his sore body moved softly aside. He looked up to find that Quatre had come to be on top of him, his red face yearning to take him, to let him come inside him. Duo moved his head, his mind lost in the waves, his soft hands caressing Quatre's face.

He cried out softly as he felt the boy's lips over his ass, over his belly and down again. He moaned, clawing the bed as Quatre dug his tongue into him. Hard and hot. The young boy licked his hole, and drew away, coming on top of Duo, looking down at the boy. He smiled, his tears falling down at Duo's face. Duo was smiling up at him. Quatre laughed softly, his body moving uncontrollably as his penis penetrated Duo, his soft eyes thankful, looking down at Duo as he thrust into him. Duo reached up to hold the boy, moaning louder with each of the boy's thrusts. He cried out as Quatre cried out, the boy feeling his body climax, totally satisfied. Duo reached and brushed Quatre's hair, moaning softly as he felt the boy's thrusts slow down, the rhythm emotion of their bodies become quiet. Quiet.

The young man sighed, his chest breathing with ease, his legs still moving softly in rhythm, his member softening. Duo pulled him down from him, drawing him close to his body. Quatre looked up at him, resting next to Duo's chest. The young boy looked down at him, his violet eyes searching for the light behind Quatre's eyes. He felt the boy's hot breath, slowing down in his aftermath, as he felt his breath come easier in his own lungs. He combed the boy's hair back, touching the boy's face softly. Quatre looked up at him, his blue eyes crystal clear.

 In the silence, Duo understood his unspoken words.
 
 

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