20-Sept-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
After the lights were out, Kenny curled up on the bed, hand reaching out reflexively to claim Duan's braid.
"Duan..."
"Yeah?" Duan answered.
"They seem... alright to you?"
"No," Duan replied. "They're worried."
"Hn."
Silence then, "Maybe they need to... you know..."
Duan giggled in the darkness. "Yeah," he said.
Kenny nodded to himself. Having Duan's confirmation cinched it. "Well that's okay then. Night, Duan."
"Night, Kenny," Duan replied.
In the other room....
Carter crawled onto the amazingly big bed. He curled up, sensing Tryan's presence, and in the next room the other two boys. A bit further away, the older ones. All their energies were so different from what he was used to. They were 'bright'... that's how he saw them.
"Tryan?" he said softly.
"Yeah?"
"Nothing..." Carter whispered, just happy to hear the other boys voice. Suddenly all the excitement seemed to drain from him. It was dark and quiet.
The next sound he made was the soft breathing of the deeply unconscious.
Tryan raised up on one elbow and looked at Carter. He was about to say something, then noticed that Carter was sleeping deeply. All of the tension drained from his body then, and Tryan closed his green eyes as sleep claimed him as well.
Duo shook his head as the last of the kid's lights went out and then he stalked off towards their room, his stride long and sharp on the plush carpet.
Duo paused at the doorway, tossing Heero a glare that demanded his presence.
With a feeling mixed of confusion and doom, Heero walked past his partner and into the bedroom.
With an ominous silence, and a deadly click, Duo swung their door shut.
Duo leaned against the door behind him and heaved a sigh of relief. He watched Heero from across their bedroom with a dark, foreboding look in his eyes. With uncharacteristic silence, he pushed away from the locked door and stalked towards his partner.
Heero had felt Duo's eyes on him and felt almost tangibly his partner's silence in the quiet room. He turned around just as Duo pushed himself off the door.
Duo's eyes were glued to the Japanese boy's face, a dangerous, feral glint in the depths of his amaryllis gaze as he closed the distance between the two of them. He paused when he was nose to nose with Heero, his expression unreadable and body tense.
"That was a boneheaded stunt you pulled back there, Yuy," he murmured very quietly.
"Stunt?" Heero breathed slightly, not sure how to work with this Duo. He was used to giving silence, not having to take it.
"The egg," Duo replied almost sharply, his eyes narrowing into thin slits,
"Didn't you remember what they'd said about it needing energy?"
Heero lifted his shoulder just slightly and dropped it; "The risk was negligible. I couldn't go in there unprepared."
"Unprepared. Hm," Duo murmured darkly. His posture shifted, falling back on himself a little as he contemplated Heero's words.
"How about preparing me next time you decide to let some alien technology vampire your soul, ne?"
Heero glared just slightly.
"It wasn't vampiring my soul, baka. It was just..." he paused to think for a split second.
Duo interrupted Heero's own contemplation to seize his partner's lips in a fierce kiss, closing the small distance between them sharply. His arms came up and wrapped themselves around Heero's body, pinning the Japanese boy's arms to his side as Duo pressed him backwards towards their bed.
Duo finally broke the kiss when he felt his lungs start protesting the lack of air, and he leaned his head on Heero's as he stared at his partner from less than an inch away.
"No excuses, Yuy."
Heero's head was spinning slightly from the sheer intensity of the unexpected kiss. His eyes stared into his partner's, watching the violet seas like they were the only stable things in his universe.
"It had to be done, Duo." It wasn't an excuse, simply an explanation, an offering.
Duo growled angrily in the back of his throat, his arms tightening against his partner's body and a soft trembling overtaking him.
"Damnit, Heero... Why didn't you ask me for some help?" he hissed.
"I know it could have taken something from both of us if you'd wanted it to."
"No," Heero said firmly. The words ran themselves through his head again and he shook it emphatically; "No." He gazed at Duo for a long moment.
"Koi... I... I would never have..." He closed his mouth in frustration. Words weren't his strong suit.
Duo's eyes snapped open fully, the violet shifting and crackling like a lowering storm cloud. With a frustrated growl, he shoved Heero violently away, spinning around as his partner landed in an ungainly sprawl across their bed.
"So it's all well and good for the mighty Heero Yuy to sacrifice himself for 'the good of the mission', but not anyone else, right?" Duo spat angrily.
"You've been trying to protect me the whole time we've been here, and it's starting to piss me off, Yuy. I don't know if you remember, but I was a terrorist too."
Heero's eyes snapped with emotion as he pushed himself off the bed.
"I wasn't doing it for the good of the mission, baka!" He hissed back, "I was doing it... For you. And damnit I know you can protect yourself but I..."
Heero took a deep breath, frozen where he stood by the sheer turmoil of his emotions. He looked down at his hands for a moment.
"I never knew what else I could give you. But to try and protect you. I... You are everything I've ever had." His chest heaved under the sheer weight of all those words and he looked at Duo with an imploring glint in his eyes.
Duo turned and speared Heero with a wide-eyed glare. His jaw was clenched tightly as he stared at his lover, and his fists kept flexing and un-flexing unconsciously.
"It's not about giving me anything, Heero," he whispered softly, "It's about knowing when to ask... When to take something. I already have damn near everything I need... You don't have to give me anything more."
Heero winced slightly; "You've already given me so much," he murmured slightly.
"Never enough for you, koibito. Never," Duo breathed reverently.
Heero turned the full brightness of his blue eyes on Duo, "That's what I felt about you. It was never enough for you... Never enough to give you. All I've ever been was a soldier... You had to teach me how to laugh... to smile... even how to..." his voice dropped to a whisper, "love. I wanted to give you something back..."
Duo once again closed the distance between them, this time folding his partner into a gentle embrace and holding him tightly to his chest.
"God we're a lost pair, aren't we?" he whispered into Heero's neck, "Except, now we have a pair of small soldiers to show us the way," he continued, voice hovering between tears and one of his perpetual grins.
Heero's arms tightened around his lover.
"Not soldiers. You can teach them how to live. Like you taught me."
He smiled ever so slightly into his partner's hair, "Kites." Then he leaned down a bit more so that his lips rested softly on Duo's ear and whispered, "And we're not lost. Not anymore. You found me."
Duo's breath hitched in his chest a little. His arms tightened a little and he sighed, composing himself.
"Very tender, Yuy. Don't think that it's going to get you out of your punishment, though," he said, voice mischievously wicked.
His leg hooked around one of Heero's and he gave the Japanese boy a heave, dumping him back onto their bed. He stared down at his partner, his hands on his hips as he contemplated the vision before him.
"You've been a naughty boy, Yuy."
Heero raised a slight eyebrow and kept a smile off his face just barely.
"Hn," he replied up to his lover as he savored the view.
Duo's eyes narrowed. He could see the smile hovering in Heero's eyes.
"Don't think I'm serious?" Duo purred dangerously as he stalked over to the bed again and loomed over Heero.
"Hn," Heero grunted again, though a second eyebrow joined the first.
Duo leaned forward, lowering himself to the bed and pinning Heero's arms to the plush comforter above his head. He stared down into Heero's blue eyes, his new silence a dangerous sign. After a long moment, he bent his head down and licked teasingly along Heero's lower lip.
"Never could take me seriously, could you?" he said, his voice whispering along Heero's skin.
Heero shivered at the feel of hot breath on his skin. He could have flipped Duo off of him but he definitely owed Duo one... million or so. It took the words a few seconds to penetrate the fog of sensation that was starting to envelop him. Then he murmured, "I always take you seriously." He reached his mouth up to steal a kiss from Duo's.
Duo anticipated the maneuver and danced his face away, just out of reach.
"Uh uh uh. Did I give you permission to do that?" he chuckled.
He turned his head, dropping a soft kiss along Heero's jaw line and nibbling his way towards his partner's earlobe.
"I told you," he whispered almost inaudibly, "You've been naughty."
Heero groaned low in the back of his throat as Duo's words slid over the skin he'd just moistened. He titled his head slightly, offering Duo whatever he wanted to take, as his muscles tensed and relaxed with the effort of keeping still.
Duo chuckled at his partner.
"Very good. Now you get it. Time to take your punishment like a man," he said, squirming a little against Heero to lever a thigh against the bulge straining against the Japanese boy's spandex shorts.
"But I don't think that'll be too much of a problem," he continued wickedly, lavishing a freshet of soft nibbles along Heero's earlobe and jaw again.
A moan escaped Heero's lips and his back arched, brushing his chest against Duo's shirt.
"I thought..." He struggled to form the words. "I thought you aren't... supposed to enjoy... punishment."
"Looks like I still have a lot to teach you, koibito," Duo murmured, shifting his attention to Heero's neck.
"The worst forms of punishment are the ones you can never get enough of."
Heero gave up on keeping his eyes open and let them fall closed as his head fell back.
"You'll be teaching me forever." He sighed as he felt Duo's 'punishment' through every sense in his body.
"You talk too much, Yuy. I'm going to have to do something about that."
Duo abandoned Heero's throat and fastened his mouth upon Heero's lips once again, his tongue demanding entry as his hands flexed on Heero's wrists.
He explored and plundered his partner's mouth until he started to feel faint from the lack of oxygen again before he finally released Heero's lips with a soft lick.
"Much better use for that mouth," he murmured, taking a deep breath before starting all over again.
Heero certainly wasn't going to disagree. This time when Duo's mouth met his, he stretched his neck upward, as far as his pinned arms would allow, using Duo's own techniques against him and devouring his partner's mouth with gusto. He didn't even stop to breathe; he could live on Duo, of that he had no doubt.
Duo finally broke away with a soft chuckle.
"Apt pupil. Shouldda known."
He shifted his body again, lowering himself to sprawl against Heero's pinned body. He released Heero's hands with a quick glare that clearly said "leave those there," to the Japanese boy, lowering his own arms to squirm between Heero and his ubiquitous tank top.
Heero made no move to shift his arms, far more interested in his lover's actions and that squirm. He knew, he positively knew, that that squirm was outlawed in at least three of the colonies. He lifted his back slightly, trying to help Duo any way he could, and licked his dry lips as he watched his lover.
Duo quickly shoved the green fabric up his lover's accommodating torso and slipped it over the tousled mass of Heero's brown hair. With a flick of his wrist, Duo launched the shirt across the room where it hit the wall with a soft whap and slid to a landing on the floor.
Without pausing, he lowered his head and started dropping small, nipping little kisses along Heero's collarbone and throat, his hands burying themselves in Heero's hair and fingers flexing against his partners scalp rhythmically.
Heero felt the moan leave his chest but he never heard it. He couldn't hear anything but the blood pounding in his own ears as Duo continued his skillful torment. He felt Duo start to massage his scalp and it was near to overloading his hyper-tuned senses. Now he understood why Duo liked it so much.
He stretched his head up, trying to capture his lover's lips, as he pressed his body upward, against Duo's warmth.
Duo chuckled admonishingly as he dodged Heero's lips once again.
"Liked that, did you? Hmmm. Well then, how about this?" he murmured, shifting further down Heero's chest to swipe his tongue across one pouting nipple.
It was almost like he was going to bend in two as his back arched farther, trying to get more of Duo's touch, of his mouth, of anything, everything that was Duo.
"Koi..." he gasped, emotion making the word more breath than voice.
Duo's hands slid down Heero's neck, one finger brushing lightly against Heero's lips in a gentle, shushing motion. With a delicate, torturing dance, his hands made their way down Heero's throat, over his shoulders and chest, coming to rest along Heero's ribs.
Duo shifted again, turning his head and attention to the other forgotten nipple, his tongue darted out, lapping along the skin before his mouth fastened on the nubbin of flesh and suckled gently.
Meanwhile, his hands continued their exploration of Heero's ribs and chest, fingers massaging firmly against the taut muscles and sweat slicked skin.
As soon as Duo's hands glanced down his chest, Heero decided he'd had enough of control. In one smooth motion, he flipped the both of them over, levering his own weight against his lover.
"Turnabout," he muttered, stealing down for a kiss as his practiced hands quickly rid Duo of his shirt.
Duo's shirt met the same unknown and uncared fate that his own tank top had and Heero's hands traced a mirror route of what Duo's had. He trailed his fingers over Duo's ribs, not hard enough to tickle, but enough for him to feel the sensation as his lips quickly followed his fingers.
Duo's breath rushed out of him in a surprised hiss as Heero straddled him and quickly divested him of his shirt. He grinned unrepentantly up at his lover- at least until Heero's talented hands started their own explorations. His eyes snapped closed and his jaw clenched, biting back the groan tickling the back of his throat, and his breath stuttered in his lungs as he fought to regain his composure again.
He reached up, his hands cupping around Heero's sides to stroke slowly along his partner's spine, and his tongue darted out, moistening lips that had suddenly gone dry.
Heero murmured unintelligibly at Duo's touch upon his spine and he felt the murmur vibrate into Duo's skin as he trailed his lips down Duo's chest. He placed a kiss on the firm stomach, darting his tongue briefly in Duo's bellybutton, and then sliding up once more, his body rubbing against his lover's.
As he'd said, turnabout was fair play.
Duo's body tensed up, his jaw clenching even tighter, and still unable to stifle the soft, throaty moan of pleasure as Heero slid back up his body. He tried concentrating on anything but the lithe form sprawled across his body, struggling to regain his senses and the upper hand, but with Heero's skillful ministrations, it was getting so hard to think about anything, let alone cooling the fire that Heero had just lit in his bloodstream.
Heero dove into Duo's mouth, tasting every part of it he could reach as his hands slid down Duo's sides. He wasn't about to give Duo a chance to regain anything. He deepened the kiss between them, devouring his lover's lips as much as he possibly could, as if it was his last moment, his last breath to spare. Hooking his hands into Duo's waistband he dragged his pants off, raking them slightly against both their skins.
Duo arched into the contact between them, his body betraying his inner resolve and tossing his much hoarded control to land in a huddled heap somewhere with their equally abandoned shirts. As Heero's hands started roughly slipping Duo's pants down his slim hips, he gave up the fight to stifle the groan strangling the back of his throat. His hands flexed unconsciously, gripping at Heero's back like a drowning man would seize upon a life jacket. His fingers dove into the elastic waistband of Heero's spandex and slipped between his partner's second skin, and his real skin.
Heero smiled inwardly as he felt Duo's hands burrowing into his waistband. He lifted his head from Duo's lips and paused, looking down at his lover amusedly.
"What about punishment?" There was the slightest note of amusement in his voice.
Duo flexed his hands, gripping at the taut muscles of Heero's lower back and hips. He was too far gone to be able to verbalize anything more than an unintelligible grunt of defeat before he leaned his head up to lick along Heero's jaw line and throat.
The vague thought, 'mission accomplished,' flitted through Heero's mind before he gave up thinking entirely. He dipped his head for Duo's neck, mouthing the throbbing pulse he found there for a moment before traveling down. His hands quested lower, stroking his lover's hips and dragging lightly up and down his thighs.
Duo's hands shoved absently at the irritatingly clingy spandex, his brain far to occupied with just trying to endure the exquisite torture Heero was bestowing upon him to be able to coordinate himself enough to strip his lover of an article of clothing that was tricky enough even when we was fully coherent.
A smile ghosting across his lips, Heero decided to have some mercy on his lover and quickly shed the spandex shorts. He paused before settling back on his lover, relishing the sight of Duo, half gone with pleasure, and then settled against him tightly, bringing his cheek right up against Duo's.
"What do you want, koi?" he breathed into Duo's ear, an almost repentant tone gracing his sotto voice.
Duo's breath wavered as he tried once, then once again to answer. On his third try, he finally managed to stutter out, "Y-You... "
Warm pleasure flooded Heero's core, still sweetly unfamiliar for all of Duo's lessons. He cradled his lover in his arms, bestowing hungry kisses on every piece of flesh he could reach before burying his face in Duo's silken hair to compose himself... barely. Then he managed to growl out hoarsely, "How?"
With his grand plans of "punishment" already in fiery ashes between them, Duo gave up the last vestiges of any sort of thought. He squirmed against his lover, trying to make it abundantly clear with his near helpless little mewls of need that he didn't care how, and he didn't care where, but it had better be soon, before his brain simply melted from the heat Heero had kindled within him.
As the mewls floated to Heero's ears, the Japanese boy had to lower his head and take a few bone deep breaths. If Duo ever figured out what those mewls did to him... Any control that had remained to him melted through his skin and evaporated against his lover's burning flesh. Almost mindlessly he ground his hips into Duo's, more than willing to oblige.
Duo gasped sharply, his head thrown back against the comforter on their bed and his braid twitching like a living thing as he struggled simply to breathe. His fingers fumbled along the skin of Heero's back and sides, no longer under his conscious control. He shifted restlessly, and helplessly below his lover, desperate for any contact, any release from this mind-numbing wave overtaking him.
It was too much. Then again, Heero was almost always too much for him.
Duo's touch was quickly driving Heero insane, forcing what few senses that remained to him to abandon him. He tried to return the favor, his hands kneading Duo's skin wherever they encountered it, even as he thrust against his lover with all the emotion in him.
Duo's body arched into the contact, his back coming up off the bed as his hips snapped forward. One tiny corner of his brain seized control long enough to fling a hand out towards their night stand, fumbling to find the drawer and it's precious contents before both of them were consumed by their meltdown.
Heero's hand sought out Duo's and relieved it of what it held. Without ceasing his movements, he flicked off the cap and poured some lubricant into Duo's palm.
Duo hissed out a grateful murmur, or at least he thought he did, as his hand squirmed between them, seeking his prize. He didn't care whose shaft he got to, as long as someone was lubed up and soon. As his fist closed firmly around someone, he guessed that it was Heero he'd managed to find first.
Heero gasped as Duo's hand closed around his erection with the cold lube. He shifted Duo's legs slightly as he moved, pausing only to drink once more of Duo's lips.
"Ready?" he whispered in a half voice against Duo's mouth.
A frustrated moan of complaint was Duo's only answer. His head tossed restlessly to the side and his lips pursed together in a childish little pout.
Heero took that as answer enough and thrust into his lover before they both self-destructed.
Duo's body spasmed, and a harsh grunt of pain and pleasure burst from his lips. His hands snaked up and wrapped themselves firmly around Heero's shoulders, fingers kneading the flesh their and Duo fought to make himself relax. His body, however, already pushed to the limits of his endurance, had other ideas, and his hips snapped once more against Heero's demandingly.
An audible groan shook Heero's chest as his lover pushed against him. He was struggling for a modicum of control, to give Duo time to relax, so that he wouldn't hurt him. But Duo sure wasn't helping.
Duo didn't give Heero a chance to either hold back or regret, as his soft, guttural moans egged the Japanese boy on.
Heero couldn't resist that. He thrust into his lover deeply, feeling Duo everywhere, around him, a part of him. And there his mind blurred together and there was only Duo.
Feeling Heero abandon himself within him, Duo gave his own fractured mind over to the overwhelming wave of pleasure threatening to swamp his consciousness. He could feel Heero strike that place within him that made the whole world burst into colored sparks with every thrust, and he could feel Heero's flushed skin threatening to set fire to Duo's own sweat dampened flesh along every inch of their bodies.
He couldn't hold himself back any longer. As his entire universe focused down into a single, solitary reason to exist, he abandoned himself to his lover, and surrendered what tiny scraps of his soul that he still possessed separate from his partner.
Heero felt Duo's abandon and his release and it drove him over the brink. Sensation exploded around him like little silver and black stars as he willingly fell into his lover, plunging so deeply it seemed that he would never be able to pull himself out again. And with what little consciousness he had left, he felt himself melt into Duo completely and then he was gone too, following his lover into the dark oblivion of unconsciousness.
End of Part 25
bonnejeanne & vonceia present
RavynFyre and Kateri Marie
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