Wo Ai Ni Forever

PWP! (porn without plot)
This is basically a Yaoi Smut-a-palooza with a side order of Angst. Enjoy! (please forgive me for the smut-a-palooza part, but I just couldn't resist putting it in!) ^_~
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Duo was bored. Really, really bored. Deathscyth was in perfect condition, after being tinkered with by Duo for the past few hours. Heero was sleeping, Quatre and Trowa were deeply involved in a chess game, and Duo was going stir crazy!! He almost wished for the Whitefang to make a move so at least he could have something to *do*.

Wandering aimlessly through the halls of Peacemillion, Shinigami paused at the door to Wufei's room. He hadn't seen the Chinese pilot in a while. *Wonder what he's doin in there?* Duo thought, his heart twisting with desire. Weighing the risks of peeking inside to see, Duo moved closer to the doorway. Deciding that getting his ass kicked by the Shenlong Pilot would at least be more interesting then walking around Peacmillion like a ghost, and if by some miracle or act of God Wufei was willing to talk, or snuggle....or fuck... Duo pushed the door open a crack.

Leaning against the wall opposite Duo, stood Wufei. His arms folded over his chest, his expression unreadable, Wufei stared at the intruder.  "Is there a purpose to this visit Maxwell?" The Chinese pilot said dryly. Startled, Shinigami blushed and fumbled for words.

"I..uh...well...I hadn't seen you in hours and.....ah..."

"You are bored and everyone else has better things to do then waste their time with you?"

"Uh, well, kind of. Though Quatre and Trowa were to polite to say so." Duo grinned sheepishly and scratched the back of his head.  "So, what have you been doing in here?" Duo asked, glancing at the perfectly made bed. "Not sleeping." Shinigami leaned against the doorway, letting an easy grin come over his face. Wufei simply shrugged, the movement was smooth and graceful. Like Wufei himself.  Duo, despite himself, found his eyes trail over Wufei's body, trying to imagine what was under those clothes.  Seeing Duo's gaze, and the unmistakable hunger inside the American's eyes Wufei shifted his weight, watching those huge violet eyes drink up every movement with predatory hunger.

"Duo if you want something just ask for it and stop staring at me." Wufei's expression never wavered. Duo simply stared, dumbstruck for a moment. *Did he just tell me to ask him for ....sex? I have got to be hearing things. Yeah, that's it. I'm so bored, I've lost my freakin ` mind!!*

Duo was so caught up in his own thoughts, he didn't notice Wufei straighten up and move towards Duo. In one swift moment Wufei had pulled Duo into the room, closed the door and pushed the American onto the small bed.  Draping himself over Duo's body, Wufei nuzzled into Duo's neck, his lilth arms around the braided boys waist. The two boys lay like that for a few moments. Duo still trying to get his brain to register what was happening, and Wufei laying still as stone.  

When Duo's brain finally processed the thought, *Wufei is laying on top of you you idiot! Do something!*, Duo brought one arm up from his side and began tracing circles on Wufei's back.  For a while, they lay that way in comfortable silence.

"Duo, what do you want?" Wufei suddenly broke the silence by asking softly, his warm breath brushing against Duo's throat.  Duo's mind went to static when he felt Wufei's breath caressing his neck.  Causing the growing ache in his groin to increase.  Too out of it to realise what he was saying, the American mumbled truthfully,

"You."

Wufei smiled then.  The Chinese pilot sat up, his hand making it's way down to Duo's crotch.  Placing the small hand over the bulge in Duo's pants, Wufei slowly began to caress Duo through the fabric.

Lost in waves of pleasure, Duo began to moan, arching his back, thrusting his hips into Wufei's hand. Need and desire over taking him as his breath came in short ragged breaths.  Wufei traced patterns with his fingers over the hard erection he felt under the fabric.  Running his fingers along the shaft, and rubbing the head, Wufei smiled softly as his skilled hand brought Duo closer to oblivion.  When he felt Duo about to climax though, he stopped.

Pulling his hand away, Wufei grabbed Duo's hands and pulled the startled and confused Gundam pilot to a sitting position.  Wufei climbed off the bed, pulling Duo with him.  The American blinked a few times, his brain still foggy and his erection screaming for release.  If Wufei didn't finish soon, Duo would just do it himself!

The Chinese pilot began to work at the fastenings on Duo's clothes. After a few swift movements, Duo was completely naked except for the cross. Wufei knew enough to leave it be.  After another moment Wufei's clothes also lay on the floor.

Pushing Duo back down on the bed, Wufei plundered the other pilots mouth.  Duo opened his mouth invitingly, and their tongues began to wrestle and dance in a sensuous rhythm, in time with their pounding hearts.

They kissed passionately. Their tongues intertwining as they tasted eachother.  Wufei was spicy, like cinnamon and peppermint.  Duo was bitter sweet like citrus.  Wufei broke away from Duo's mouth, and worked down the American's neck. Nipping at the skin, and lightly lapping at Duo's chest with his tongue.  Duo shuddered under the touch, a million sensations running through his body.

As Wufei travelled lower down Duo's chest, he stopped at the nipples.  Flicking one with his tongue, and gently biting, he teased it to erection. Then repeated the process on the other side, while Duo writhed underneath him.   

"W-Wufei...." Duo moaned, arching his back into the smaller boy's touch, his need for release building.  Wufei began to drop kisses lower and lower until he had reached the pubic hair. Pausing to nuzzle his face in the soft curls, Wufei blew lightly onto Duo's sensitive skin. The Deathscyth pilot shuddered and whimpered, bucking his hips.  

Wufei chuckled and took the tip of Duo's erection into his mouth. Making patterns over the head with his tongue, Wufei sucked on Duo's shaft with a skilled mouth.

Duo unconsciously began to thrust into Wufei's mouth, moaning in pleasure as he neared his climax again.

Wufei pulled his head back and up to Duo's mouth again. The long haired boy whimpered.  Wufei shushed the other boy though and ran his fingers though the silken chestnut hair that spread out around Duo on the pillow. Making Duo even more perfect, even more beautiful. They plundered eachothers mouths once again. Arms wrapped around each other they kissed passionately and fiercely. Every lip bruising kiss full of desire.  

It was Wufei who finally broke the kiss. "Duo?" he whispered,   

"Hmm?" Duo purred as Wufei nuzzled his neck, nibbling on the earlobe.

"Du-Duo...is this just sex..or..is it....will you make love to me?" Wufei's voice cracked with fear. Did Duo only come here for sex? Or did he share the same emotions as the Shenlong pilot? Did Duo understand how Wufei had wished for this moment?  How he had dreamed of having Duo in his arms? Did Duo feel the same?

Duo was startled by the question.  Did Wufei really want it to mean more? More then just sex?

*You fight every day, praying that he will come out all right. You want it to mean more. You know you do.* a voice inside Duo's mind stated.  And it was right wasn't it? Duo could have taken his chances with Heero, the risks were the same as with Wufei.  But he hadn't. *Because even though you agree that Heero is the hottest thing since fire, you don't feel anything for him.  You looked in on Wufei because you care for him, and even though you never let yourself see it, he's the stranger that inhabits your dreams at night.* Duo sighed. His inner voice was always right.  It was annoying, but he wasn't going to waste time fighting with it. Not this time.

"Yes.  Let me make love to you..."  Duo sat up then, the movement causing Wufei to slip into his lap, his legs slipping around Duo's waste. Kissing the Chinese boy's lips, Duo began to prepare Wufei.

Placing three of his fingers into Wufei's mouth, Duo watch adoringly as the smaller pilot suckled his fingers gently, coating them in saliva.  

Lifting Wufei's legs and pushing the Chinese pilot backwards, Duo stared with desire down at Wufei's tight pink ring. Slipping one finger, and then two and then all three inside the hole, Duo began to gently stretch Wufei, smiling when the smaller boy's face contorted in pleasure when the fingers hit the right nerve.

Pulling his hand away, Duo positioned himself and in one quick thrust, pushed himself into Wufei's tight hole.  The sensations of being surrounded by such tight heat caused Duo to moan in ecstasy.  After a moment, he set a rhythm and they began to thrust against eachother.  Moaning and shuddering as the sensations took them over.

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Duo thrusted into Wufei's tight hole with frantic passion as he neared climax (yes again. Poor Duo).  Wufei moaned in pleasure as Duo somehow managed to hit just the right nerve with every thrust, sending waves of pleasure shooting though him. Duo cried out in pleasure, having his penis buried within Wufei's tight hole was mind blowing and each thrust forced a moan of pleasure from their throats.

With one last thrust, Duo climaxed and emptied his seed into Wufei. Shaking as sparks of pleasure raced through his body like wildfire. A moment later Wufei followed him into oblivion, crying out as he climaxed.

Semen spurted from Wufei's shaft, coating their stomachs. Reluctantly pulling out off Wufei, Duo crawled down and began to lick up the milky substance from the other boy's chest, the combined taste of Wufei and himself making him hard again. Glancing down at Wufei's crotch, Duo grinned when he saw Wufei was suffering from the same problem.  

Moving back up towards Wufei's mouth, Duo kissed the Chinese pilot passionately. The semen on his lips bringing entirely new flavours to their mouths.

Duo let one hand travel down Wufei's body. The other hand running through the silky black hair that had fallen from its tight pony tail. Taking Wufei's rock hard shaft in his hand, Duo began caressing it between his fingers. Wufei reached down and did the same to the violet eyed boy's hard penis.  Soon the room was once again filled with moans as they brought eachother to climax.  Wufei came first, moaning his koi's name, and a moment later Duo came, sending his seed all over Wufei's skilled hands.

Pure bliss written across their faces, they collapsed onto each other, breathing hard and enjoying the feel of each other's touch.  Wufei snuggled into Duo's arms, lying half ontop and to the side of Shinigami. His head lying in the crook of Duo's neck.

Wufei nuzzled his face into the space between Duo's sholder and chin, kissing the soft skin. Duo softly purred and ran his hands along Wufei's back.    "Wo ai ni Duo..." Wufei murmured.

"I love you too, Wu-man"

"Don't *yawn* call me that..."

"Sure thing Wu-ma--ow!"

"Now shut up and go to sleep."

Duo frowned at the small bite on his neck, but quieted up. Wufei gently licked the mark, soothing the pain.  He smiled when he heard  Duo yawn lazily and drift off to sleep.  

*This is heaven...* Wufei thought to himself. Having Duo here with him, sleeping soundly, was a dream come true.  The long haired Deathscyth plilot meant so much to Wufei. His cheerful disposition and friendly nature, so unlike Wufei's, was what had drawn Wufei to him. Duo had seen many horrible things, yet he faced each day with a grin and he had a good effect on the other pilots. Duo, was Wufei's little light of hope. If there were still people like him left in the world, that was something to fight for. Duo was so special to Wufei...The Chinese pilot was truly blessed to have Duo with him now.

"Wo ai ni Duo. Wo ai ne forever..."

~Owari~

yes, not very good I know.  But maybe it wasn't too terrible?  I worked really hard on this. (beleive it or not)  



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