Promises
He kissed him again, as nimble fingers ran across the smooth planes
of his abdomen and traveled downward. He shifted a little and parted
Trowa's legs. "You ready? It won't hurt that much."
The pair of Prussian blue eyes met the emerald gaze below him,
searching and looking for a confirmation. When Trowa nodded, Heero
did the most unexpected thing - he smiled.
It took him almost all his will to not to clench up in pain and
anxiety upon the intrusion. Trowa gave a sharp intake of breath and
shut his eyes. People said first times hurt the most but they sure
hadn't warned him that it would feel like this! But he trusted Heero.
He had long accepted all consequences and pain when he decided to give
his innocence to the Wing pilot.
It was partly a repayment and partly ... something else.
Was it yearning? Was it loneliness? Or was it something else?
- Trowa no Otto
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