18-Aug-2000
Title: Mission Arcadia
bonnejean & vonceia *present* RavynFyre & Kateri MarieCategory: yaoi, AU
in The B&V Guest Authors Series!
Duo - words, thoughts, actions - RavynFyre
Heero - words, thoughts actions - Kateri Marie
Rip & Jack, Their World and General Production - bonnejeanne & vonceia
Duo waited until Heero had entered the elevator, before he hit the button for their floor. Then he turned to his partner and leaned nonchalantly (or tried to) against the wall, sternly screaming at his hormones to SIT DOWN for a minute.
Heero looked at his lover with a small smug smirk on his face. as he leaned against the opposite wall. Then his tongue darted out to lick his lips, slowly as he thought about all the things he'd wanted to do.
Duo's jaw clenched, and he had to shut his eyes quickly before his body got the better of him. Just seeing Heero in that outfit was enough to get his knickers in a twist... Let alone when the Japanese pilot started teasing --
Wait a second. Duo's eyes popped open and he eyed Heero suspiciously. Heero was ... teasing him? In a semi-public place?
A seductive grin spread across Duo's face as he contemplated that. He glanced away, supposedly to stare out the glass wall to see the vibrant party still carrying on down below.
Actually, he was watching Heero's reflection in the glass as Duo started 'absently' running a hand down his side to rest on his hip, fingers splayed. He arched his back and stretched, slowly, listening to his own spine pop and twist.
Heero watched for a moment, memorizing each movement as his blue eyes narrowed. So Duo wanted to play.
He waited until the glass elevator passed through one floor of the hotel's support columns, making the elevator dark for a moment.
A moment want was all he needed.
He sidled up behind his lover, just off to the side of him. Heero covered Duo's other hand, almost close enough to touch. Heat radiated off between them and he could almost feel the hum of Duo's body in the small space that separated them. Heero bowed his head ever so slightly so he could feel the material of the velvet suit brushing tantalizingly close to his skin. Unable to help himself, he breathed lightly on Duo's shoulder.
Duo jumped, a startled moan leaping from his throat as he felt Heero's breath wash over him. He struggled to maintain his casual posture, squeezing his eyes shut tight and threatening himself bodily harm if his breathing didn't slow and calm.
Not that it worked, mind you. But there were appearances to maintain after all.
"Whatcha doin', Hee ch-chan?" Duo asked, voice a little too raspy and a little too high pitched to be called truly calm.
Heero chuckled low in the back of his throat at Duo's attempt to "maintain appearances". Not if he had anything to say about it.
Heero moved Heero's hands came up and floated over Duo's arms, not touching, just far enough off that they teased the velvet fabric, as he murmured next to Duo's bare neck, "Revenge."
Duo swallowed nervously, every ounce of his control fully utilized in simply holding his position.
"Revenge?" he squeaked. He coughed a little before continuing," For..."
Heero laid a light kiss on Duo's hair, barely enough to feel, and whispered into his ear, "I'll think of something."
Duo shuddered, a thin sheen of sweat popping out over his skin.
"Ooh.. okay..."
Hmmm, Duo was able to make a full word. Heero shook his head slightly, he wasn't working hard enough yet.
With a determined glint in his eyes, Heero moved closer, so that his whole body was touching the very tips of the velvet suit... but not enough to be real pressure... real force touch. Then he pressed his lips to the nape of Duo's neck. "Okay?" He murmured into the skin.
Duo's knees buckled and he melted backwards into Heero as a soft, wordless cry burst from his throat.
Heero had been waiting for Duo to give in. Ninmou kanryou, he snickered, to himself. But when Duo fell against him, he had to stifle a groan of his own, as the velvet rustled against his satin... the sensation was positively deadly.
Heero brought his control to bear and forced himself to straighten, making Duo stand as consequence. "Not yet, koi." He spoke lowly. A long finger tapped the glass wall. "Public."
"Public?" Duo muttered, his brain still too muzzy with pure physical overload to truly make sense of the concept. His eyes popped open and he eyed the glass for a long moment, with a blinding flash of insight, he realized that if he could see out --
He turned against Heero, wrapping his arms around the Japanese pilot's neck and pulling himself against him.
"I'm learning... to hate... this damned... elevator," he managed to sigh between shuddering pants.
"Hai." Heero murmured for reply as his hands started running up and down Duo's back, trailing his spine on either side of the braid.
Duo would have shouted for joy when the elevator doors dinged and swooshed open. Would have if he'd had any sense left in him, that is. As it was, it was on a purely instinctive level that he'd even registered their salvation and started propelling Heero out of the glass room backwards.
Heero's small smug smile widened at his lover's eager propelling. He always had loved a mission well completed.
But a mischievous glint entered his blue eyes and he deliberately slowed his steps.
Duo comprehended the slackening of their pace, and an almost cute pout started to form on his face. A soft, desperate moan slipped past his lips as his hands tightened on Heero's shoulders.
Heero loved that pout and the moan was burned on his skin. He darted forward to catch the end of it on his lips finding that it tasted as good as it sounded. But then he broke the kiss, all too soon, looking back at Duo with that same glinting look.
"Yuy..." Duo growled, becoming aware of what his lover was doing.
Heero looked at his lover with a perfect neutral mask, "Hai?"
"Wasting... time," he muttered, meeting his lover's eyes and flare with a dangerous flash.
Heero raised his eyebrow in without dropping the mask as he was backed into he the door. His hand hovered over the handle for a moment as he looked at Duo.
"Closet sadist," Duo ground out, turning his attention to trying to cool the heat in his blood.
Heero licked his lips again slowly, so close...so very close...
Duo growled, pulling away a little and clenching his eyes shut tight.
"Not gonna work... again... Won't.. let..."
The neutral mask altered by some strange slight muscle as if to say "Oh?". Then Heero leaned on the door as he brought his hand up to Duo's face, playing with the few sparse strands of hair that floated free from the braid.
Duo's breath hissed out between his teeth . His whole body shook as he pushed Heero back against the door again with a thump and claimed his lover's mouth for a fierce, desperate kiss.
"Damn you," he murmured against Heero's lips when he finally broke away enough to draw in a shuddering gasp of breath.
"I was." Heero responded, drawing in a few unstable breaths of his own.
Heero's soft words were a splash of cold water against Duo's unraveling mind. His eyes popped open and he peered at his partner intensely, eyes sorrowful and regretful.
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be." Heero said, twining his fingers in Duo's hair, pulling his lover closer... almost close enough to kiss. "You saved me."
Duo closed his eyes again, resting his forehead against Heero's, arms twined around his lover's neck.
"Inside. Now," he demanded, shaking his head at the still closed door.
Heero chuckled again, "You have to let me move for that koi."
"No way. You're flexible enough," Duo growled, not about to move. Heero would have to pick him up off the floor if he did anyway, his.
Heero could read his lover's thought on his face. It wasn't a bad idea. he felt the growl vibrate on his skin and twisted the handle behind him. The door swung in and he braced himself for the loss of support, taking only a step back, catching Duo in his arms even tighter.
"Now?" He asked throatily, an amused tone coming into his voice.
"Now," Duo spoke dangerously. Although the implied threat in his voice was pretty much empty since his knees would barely hold his own weight anymore, let alone help him overpower Heero.
Heero wrapped his hands slipped the tie from Duo's braid as he spoke and burrowed into the expansive hair, setting free around his lover's shoulders.
Feeling Heero's hands burying themselves in his hair, Duo sagged against his lover even more. There just something so... private, so sensual about Heero's fascination with his hair. His eyes fluttered open again and he met Heero's glance with a dazed gaze of his own.
"Help?" he asked, voice very soft and vulnerable.
The look in Duo's eyes wasn't what did it to him, though it came damn close. But that tone seemed to drive right to the core of him. It took all his precious control and unraveled it before him, and threw it out a window.
With a small moan of assent, Heero surged forward and claimed his lover's lips with all the restrained passion that had throbbed through him for so long. Then he wrapped his arms tightly around Duo's waist and lifted him off the ground just slightly. Trusting to his impeccable memory, he maneuvered them back towards the bedroom, unwilling to relinquish his prize, even for air,and equally unwilling to let Duo's feet touch the ground.
Duo simply melted into Heero's arms, trusting his lover to get them... somewhere. At the moment, he didn't much care where they ended up, as long as it wasn't in the hall. His arms tightened around Heero's shoulders, still coherent enough to try and help his lover carry him at least.
Heero felt Duo's arms tighten and shuddered at the sheer pleasure it induced. Just that knowledge that Duo trusted him so much... It was becoming a struggle not lay him on the floor and forget the bedroom.
As he they entered the bedroom, Heero willingly relinquished Duo's mouth, just long enough to warn him, "Duo.. I'm going to drop you."
Duo nodded dreamily, his toes unconsciously stretching to find the floor.
With just that much warning, Heero tossed Duo lightly on the bed, fighting the urge to snicker as he saw his lover's face.
Duo, however, did chuckle lightly as he settled to a landing on the plush and bouncy bed. He patted the covers absently as a happy smile floated across his lips.
"Nice aim," he murmured softly, turning his gaze up to meet his lover's eyes again.
Heero's breath caught at the picture his lover made and it took him a moment before he could even manage to form a word. "Suit. Off." He ordered, two. Two words, he was impressed.
Duo's eyebrows raised slightly, both impressed either of them were still coherent enough for any speech at all, and amused at the commanding tone.
With a small, mocking salute, he nodded.
"Yes, sir."
Working with agonizing slowness, he started unbuttoning the shirt, working his way from neck to navel and tossing a Cheshire grin at Heero.
"You too."
Heero growled at Duo's deliberate teasing but refused to lose what little control remained to him. He let his arms arched backward as he shed the vest with a small arch of his arms and made equally quick work of the shirt.
Meanwhile, Duo had finished unbuttoning the shirt, but left it, and the jacket over it on, on as he bent forward to unlace his shoes. He peeked up at Heero through his bangs, blinking coyly at him as he slipped off first his left shoe, then his right.
Another look to be added to the fatal list. Heero thought with the one remaining brain cell he had. His shoes met a quick fate somewhere under the bed as he watched Duo intently.
Duo smiled secretly to himself, peeling off his socks and flipping them away. This was getting easier. He could keep it up as long as Heero maintained his distance.
With another of those slow, sultry grins of his, Duo glanced back up at Heero and started slowly sliding the jacket from his shoulders, making sure to keep the shirt below it on.
Heero bit off a growl again, refusing to give Duo that satisfaction. Then the mischievous glint returned to his eyes and he moved forward, slowly, with a dangerous look creeping onto his face.
Duo swallowed hard, the tiniest flash of panic shooting through him as Heero advanced on him. Finally shedding the jacket, he rolled up to his knees and backed away on the bed a little, covering the retreat by unfastening the buttons top of his pants slowly.
Must maintain the distance. Otherwise, he'd be in big trouble. No... bigger trouble that he already was.
Heero licked his lips in anticipation. He could recognize a retreat when he saw one. He gave Duo just one more second to look forward too, and then he moved.
His lips were on Duo's in an instant, sucking the breath out his him with twice the intensity he'd had before. His tongue demanded entrance as he set about using every trick he'd known to drive his lover to distraction, all the while making the red suit... disappear.
Duo shivered against his lover's assault, surprised only by the speed of it, not by the attack itself. He knew better. You didn't poke the big dog with the stick unless you intended to get bitten. He pressed closer to Heero, seeing if he could egg his lover into something a little bit more entertaining than just a mere... bite.
With Duo's clothes finally out of the way, Heero's hands were free to play as they pleased, drawing Duo's hair onto his chest and trailing the strands over the pale skin.
Duo broke off the kiss, arching his whole body into that contact across his chest. His hands reached out blindly, looking for support. He was too far gone in simply trying to endure Heero's torture to even form coherent thought anymore.
Heero slid even closer to his lover, allowing the sating pants he still worse to rub sensually against Duo's thigh, even as he lowered his mouth to Duo's neck.
An inarticulate cry wrung itself from Duo's mouth, his hands unconsciously gripping Heero's arms tightly. He searched further back, pulling Heero down on top of him as he lay back on the bed, panting.
Heero sucked at Duo's jugular for a moment, relishing the feel of his lover's life throbbing just below him. He moaned slightly as Duo pulled him backwards, nipping his neck slightly in revenge.
Duo gasped, his hands gripping even tighter. On a lesser man, he'd be leaving bruises. Good thing this was Heero.
One bare leg stroked absently at Heero's still clothed leg, and a comical little frown creased Duo's brow.
There was something wrong with the situation. Now if only he had enough free brain space to figure out what it was.
But it was so hard to think. So very hard.
Heero slid down his lover's body, noting the frown with a tiny smile. But he wasn't about to stop what he was doing without good reason....Duo's chest was far too fascinating a place to explore...
Duo squirmed under Heero, needing more contact, but unable to frame the need into a coherent enough thought to speak aloud.
It was that squirm again. The one that Heero was absolutely certain was illegal in at least three colonies. But he could read the silent plea in Duo's frame and pulled away from his lover just long enough to shed the rest of his clothing in record speed.
Then he returned to Duo, dragging his hand down Duo's chest to circle the tender nipple, without touching it.
Duo arched into the touch, his face pinched with a moan he was fighting not to voice. His hands wandered from Heero's arms to the other boy's shoulders, trying to pull his lover back up towards him and end the torture.
But Heero wouldn't be moved, yet. He could see the moan in Duo's face and circled the nipple a few more times before running his fingers over it, lovingly.
Duo gave up the struggle for the umpteenth time that night. Heero's name rushed from his lips in a soft guttural purr, while his Duo's body writhed under the Japanese boy's, seeking relief.
Hearing Duo say his name in that voice was enough for Heero. He let Duo's writhing body pull him back up until he stretched full length against his lover, pressed against him tightly.
Duo seized Heero's mouth in a demanding kiss, tongue invading every recess and crevice he could reach. His hands roamed freely over Heero's back, splaying lightly over the spine and shoulder blades, dancing along Heero's ribs, and back again. He ground his hips against his lover, hissing in pleasure as their erections brushed against one another.
Heero swallowed Duo's hiss as sensations flooded him. Control was out of the question as he returned each of Duo's movements with one of his of his own.
"Duo..." He managed to moan.
Duo's body tightened against Heero's, pushed too far to be denied any longer.
"Now," he managed to grind out, his body arching against Heero hard enough to leave no doubt as to what the braided pilot was demanding.
He would never admit to the moan that escaped his mouth as he reached blindly for the drawer bedside the bed. Finding the tube he was looking for, Heero drew his hand back, twining it with Duo's fingers.
With a feral growl, Duo flipped the cap off of the tube and squeezed some of it's contents into his eager fingers. While his other hand amused itself with kneading the flesh of Heero's shoulder, duo reached down and slathered Heero's length with the lubricant.
"Now," he managed to growl again, violet eyes glinting dangerously.
Heero choked on his own breath as Duo's fingers worked their magic. Gathering the remains of his tattered control around him, he squeezed some of the lubricant into his to his own hand and slid the cool gel down Duo's back tantalizingly before reaching his goal.
A pleading whimper broke from Duo's lips, his eyes fluttering as he struggled to keep from pressing himself against Heero's questing hand.
The whimper blasted through his control like a well made explosive and Heero entered his lover his lover, unable to delay a moment longer.
A strangled shout leapt from Duo as he felt Heero slide in. He willed his body to relax, not caring any more if it did or not, and began rocking against his lover with an almost frenzied need.
Any pretense at thought was completely abandoned as Heero surrendered to his lover's demands. He felt Duo relax around him, accepting him and that was too much for him to bear. He thrust into his lover wildly, just barely keeping himself from hurting Duo.
It was too much for Duo. With Heero's near abandon, and all the teasing he'd endured in the last hour of his life, he gave himself up willingly to the golden wave of pleasure overtaking him. With an apologetic shout, his whole body shuddered against her Heero and his hand clung to the Japanese pilot's as Duo climaxed.
Feeling ran from his fingers to surround his whole body as Duo shuddered around him and that was more than enough for Heero. With a mute cry of completion, he followed Duo.
Duo let himself float in the hazy golden pool until it slowly started seeping away and he is awareness returned inch, by agonizing inch. He felt Heero sagging against him, and his arms tightened against the other boy possessively.
Some very distant part of Heero's mind felt Duo's arms tighten, holding him close and he let himself tumbled into Duo's embrace. What strength he had left, he used to pull Duo even closer to him, Duo's hair falling over them like a blanket.
Duo sighed happily, snuggling against his partner contentedly.
"Guess I had that coming," he whispered.
"Hn." Heero managed to grunt as he dragged his consciousness back. "Told you. Revenge."
"Heh... I did ask to see the rest of your arsenal,, too," Duo agreed, one graceful hand trailing innocently along Heero's bare thigh.
Heero grabbed the wandering hand and brought it up to his lips, kissing it gently. "Hn."
Duo smiled, shifting so he could watch his lover's face.
Heero tilted his head slightly, breathing on the hand he'd just kissed, cooling the skin.
Duo's eyes shuttered closed, and a shiver overtook his whole body.
"No fair..."
"Hah." Heero almost snorted in reply. But he released Duo's hand reluctantly.
Duo frowned a little, disappointed, but also cognizant of the necessity. With a reluctant sigh, he murmured, "The kids."
"Hai." Heero responded, a shade of wistfulness flitting in and disappearing in this blue eyes.
"Speaking of which," Duo said, shifting to snuggle even close to Heero.
Heero held his lover and sighed, "Do you trust Tryan's information will be useful..." He never had liked subtlety
"Yeah. Sneaky little bastards are up to something though," Duo agreed, his eyes drifting shut.
"They know about the next base." Heero said succinctly.
"Yep. So tell me... what would YOU do if you were them?" Duo asked
This time Heero did snort a reply. The question didn't bear words.
"Yeah. Me too. So?" Duo asked.
Heero's brow furrowed into a grudging mask, "They at least have a contact there. And information."
"What about the others? Think even Jack and Rip could keep them corralled?" Duo asked, voice heavy with disbelief.
"It wouldn't stop any of us." Heero said ruefully.
"I don't want them hurt," Duo replied harshly, his body tensing against his lover's.
"No." Heero said firmly. He shook his head to clear it of memories and imaginings of such a prospect. "But they'll be safer with us."
Duo considered this for a long time, his silence ominous and uncanny.
"Duo?" Heero asked, tightening his arms enough to bring his lover's face to his.
"I'm here," he answered softly, not opening his eyes.
"Just thinking. And hating it when you're right. They aren't normal kids... are they?" Duo asked softly, even though he full well knew the answer.
"No." Heero answered, even though he knew he didn't need to.
"Damn," Duo sighed, body relaxing in defeat.
"But I don't have to like it."
"No." Heero agreed as he nuzzled touched his head against Duo's, "We don't."
"Tell me again why we got ourselves into this?" Duo asked, a hint of his customary amusement seeping into his voice.
"No Relena?" Heero offered.
Duo snorted.
"Oh yeah. Hmmm... Maybe we could convince Rip to go fetch her... then drop her in on that base! Two birds, one stone.!"
Duo considered this for a long moment, a calculating grin plastered on his face. Then something seemed to occur to him and the hopeful expression died.
"I bet they have some rule here about biological warfare or cruel and unusual punishment or some such crap as that," he said disappointedly as he shook his head.
"Maybe not." Heero said.
"Quit tempting me, Yuy. I'm supposed to be a good boy now. Remember?" Duo said, crossly.
"Oh, is that what you are?" Heero commented taking one last nip of Duo's neck.
Duo growled and pulled away, rising to his knees and flipping Heero onto his back. He straddled Heero's body and pinned the boy down, crushing their lips together with a punishing kiss.
Heero let Duo flip him.
They heard the door open, and a knock, and Kenny's voice called out, "We're here," from the main room.
Duo growled softly in the back of his throat as he grudgingly lifted away from Heero.
"Later," he whispered.
End of Part 18
bonnejeanne & vonceia present
RavynFyre and Kateri Marie
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