8-Oct-2000

Title: Mission Arcadia

bonnejean & vonceia *present* RavynFyre & Kateri Marie
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

Mission: Arcadia by RavynFyre, Kateri Marie, Vonceia and Bonnejeanne

Part 30

Duo's brow furrowed as a small, pouting frown crossed his lips.

Heero caught the frown and nodded to himself. Mission going well. He drifted a hand forward, to brush a stray bang back from Duo's face, lingering slightly as he brushed it behind his ear.

Duo cocked his head, a small purr banishing the frown as he leaned into the contact. He dropped the end of his braid, freeing his hands to reach back behind him and rest along Heero's hips.

Heero savored the contact of Duo's hands for a brief second then caught the slim wrists up in his own hands, slipping to the front and bringing his lover's wrists to his lips for the lightest of kisses before letting them go completely.

"Damn... Remind me to feed you hot fudge sundaes more often!" Duo exclaimed softly.

It's you. Heero wanted to say. But the words seemed to catch in his throat somewhere. Well, he'd always known he wasn't good with words, no matter how much he'd grown under Duo's care. That was why he was doing this, to show Duo what he couldn't tell him. He leaned in to Duo and laid a kiss at the edge of his jaw, perilously near to his ear, and then drifted his lips down until he pulled back to stand.

Duo groaned as Heero pulled away.

"That's it. Next time we go anywhere, we're staying closer to the ground floor," he muttered, casting an impatient glare at the floor counter above the elevator doors.

As if in answer to Duo's plea, the doors dinged and slid open. Heero slid through them quickly, making sure to brush past Duo as he did.

"Sadist," Duo muttered darkly as he followed in his lover's wake.

He slipped up right behind Heero as they both reached the door and wrapped his arms around the slim Japanese boy's waist, laying his head along Heero's shoulder.

Heero felt Duo's head rest on him and was tempted to melt right there in the hall... Forget the door. Keep Duo with him for an eternity and it might be almost long enough. Almost.

But his mission reasserted itself in his mind and Heero steeled his determination with a small grin. Then he rolled out of Duo's arms, opening the door in the same swift movement.

Duo blinked in surprise. That didn't get nearly the reaction he'd been aiming for. Either he was losing his touch, or... Or Heero was up to something bigger than Duo had anticipated. For the first time since Heero had wrapped his braid around his fist down in the cafe, a small sliver of real nervousness crept into his gaze.

Heero saw the glint in Duo's eyes and fought off the frown-grin that threatened him. It was good that Duo was nervous. Heero had plans for him. But still... that look in his koi's eyes... Heero decided to compromise. He moved swiftly and darted to Duo's lips, laying a teasing kiss on them.

"Come on, Duo-koi," he repeated in a whisper.

The nervousness fled Duo's eyes and a small, triumphant grin broke over his lips. He nodded, both in agreement as he slipped past his lover into their room, and self-satisfaction. He wasn't losing his touch; he was losing his patience. Mental note to self: don't jump to conclusions so quickly when it comes to Heero.

Heero saw the triumph in Duo's gaze and grinned behind his lover's back. Duo had no idea what was waiting for him, none at all. Moving like a stealth shadow, Heero dropped a kiss onto Duo's neck then disappeared in front of him.

Duo smiled, stretching languidly as he sauntered off towards their darkened bedroom.

With a trademark flip of his head, Duo's braid whipped around to drop over his shoulder. He grabbed the end of it with one hand and started to pull the hair tie off of the end as he walked through the doorway into their shared bedroom.

Heero watched from the shadows as Duo entered. So confident, his lover. So sure of his own powers. Heero grinned to himself sadistically. Duo... was in trouble.

He waited.

Duo worked the band off of the end of his braid and started to unravel the thick mane of hair as he paused near their bed, peering around in the darkness for his partner.

"Hee-chan?" he called softly into the shadows.

Heero pushed the door closed, but then melted back into the shadows soundlessly.

Duo's eyebrow raised eloquently as the door clicked shut. With a soft sigh and a shake of his head, he headed for the bedside lamp, feeling his way through the darkness.

"What are you up to, Hee-chan?" he sighed.

"Not yet, koi," Heero's voice murmured as his lover's hands darted out to stop Duo. A kiss was laid on he corner of Duo's mouth, capturing the edge of the sigh.

Duo paused, mid-reach, turning towards the sound of Heero's voice and reaching out to catch the Japanese youth.

"Not yet?" he asked, voiced colored with curiosity and layered with a growing heat.

"Hm..." Heero's voice rumbled agreeably on the air and Duo suddenly found himself without his outer shirt.

Duo's eyes grew wide and a startled gasp wrung itself from his lips. His eyes narrowed as he turned, peering through the shadows, trying to pinpoint his lover's location.

Heero wanted to play in the dark, eh? Well, Duo could do that too. No one out-stealthed Shinigami.

Heero could almost feel his lover's competitiveness rise to the challenge. He snickered internally as he darted forward, his hands drawing patterns down Duo's back and they slid beneath the bottom shirt.

Duo smiled triumphantly to himself as he spun around, hands grasping for his partner.

Heero used his lover's spin to slide the shirt off of him and then melted back into the shadows.

Duo's hands closed on empty air, drawing a scowl of frustration to his lips. And what the hell had happened to his shirts? A soft growl bubbled up from the pit of his stomach, giving his rising pique away.

Okay. Time to get serious. He quieted his breathing, and crouched low to the floor, skittering to the side a little and narrowing his eyes to thin slits, as if that would help him spot the stealthy Japanese boy hiding in the shadows any better.

Heero fought the urge to chuckle as he felt the disturbance of air that told him every move Duo made. His lover had seen him steady his very brain waves and he didn't think he could track Duo in the dark? This was... entertaining.

With a smooth, soundless motion, Heero slid forward, running his fingers down Duo's hair and whispering in his lover's ear as he passed, "Nice try, koi."

A small, startled yelp jumped from Duo's lips, and he found himself crouched even lower to the floor, his new gun having materialized in his hands.

"Whoa. That's not good," he murmured, staring down at his hands with a surprised grimace.

Heero's chuckle floated on the air, bouncing off the corner's of the room, "Are you sure it's that gun you want koi?"

Duo growled in frustration as he carefully set the weapon aside and bounded towards where he heard Heero's voice, intending to pounce his partner before Heero had a chance to ghost away again.

But Heero ducked his partner's pounce, his hands flipping the button on Duo's pants.

Duo landed, empty-handed once again.

"Damnit, Yuy. Stand still!" he growled, turning back to face the way he'd come and crouching, waiting for his lover's next 'attack'.

"You taught me well, Maxwell," Heero responded in the same tone of voice, hoping to egg his lover on just slightly.

Duo's gaze darted towards Heero's voice, and he concentrated hard, trying to pick up his lover's next move before he committed himself to another of those increasingly foolish pounces. Rising from his crouch, he backed up a pace, moving towards the nearest wall to defend at least one angle of attack.

Heero shook his head as he heard the rasp of Duo's skin and pants against the wall. This was even better than he had hoped. A chance to use his perfect soldier skills to drive Duo crazy... And as a bonus he didn't even have to get blown up.

Heero moved forward, sliding low and fast, and slid the zipper down on Duo's pants, brushing over his erection as he went and darting away as the fabric fell from Duo's waist.

Duo bit off a startled curse. Some ex-thief and God of Death he was. Letting Heero strip him in the dark and constantly giving his position away to the Japanese youth. Oh well. The pants were probably one of the things Heero was listening for anyway.

Duo kicked out of them and tossed them across the room, using their sound to mask his change of location as he slipped to another wall, crouching once more defensively.

Heero waited patiently as his lover came nearer to where he waited, not even breathing. His hand slipped forward to bring a handful of the silky hair to his lips and he inhaled the scent before letting it fall in a light waterfall to Duo's back.

Duo froze, not giving into his instinct to either curse or gasp this time. If Heero's pattern held true, he would have slipped away, expecting Duo to either follow or try to catch him.

Time to change tactics.

Duo gauged his position in the room, and his distance to the nearest lamp. He so hated to give up the comforting blanket of darkness, but obviously Heero had been a very apt pupil. Duo would have to do something drastic if he wanted to gain back the upper hand.

With one last calculating glance around him in the dark, he dove for the nearest light source.

The light switched on a second later as Heero let Duo gain the lamp. He waited for his lover to realize that he wasn't in front of him...

Duo's gaze darted around, not spotting his partner anywhere. He tensed, starting to spin before Heero could catch him unawares.

Prepared, Heero caught his hands mid spin and trapped them by Duo's sides for a moment, pressing his own chest to Duo's back.

"Now koi... Told you," he murmured as he nuzzled Duo's neck, "Punishment."

Duo was caught between melting against his lover's body behind him, and fighting loose with a frustrated growl. He so hated to be outdone at his own game. But Heero's proximity, and Duo's relative state of undress was quickly eroding the envy and frustration. He paused, at a loss.

Heero smiled to himself in success. Duo was speechless. That was one for the record books. He kissed the nape of Duo's neck, then his tongue darted out to lick it slightly.

"Koi..." he breathed on the spot.

Duo moaned softly, his head falling back to rest on Heero's shoulder.

"Damn... You sure learn fast, Yuy," he managed to gasp as he fought with his watery knees to hold him upright.

Heero nipped his shoulder ever so lightly in response and then kissed the spot, as his hands began slowly to trail up Duo's arms.

Duo's own hands crept around behind him to knead against Heero's hips, pulling himself even closer to his lover. He leaned back, pressing against Heero's chest and wriggling seductively against the slick spandex shorts.

Backing up slightly at that outlawable wiggle, Heero pulled Duo with him, his hands sliding up over Duo's shoulders then starting to trail down his chest.

Duo smiled to himself as he felt Heero pull away a little. His lover never could seem to totally resist that squirm of his. He trailed obediently along with Heero, trying to maintain contact with his partner and turn the tables on him once more.

But Heero had prepared for the wiggle. With a spin, he twirled Duo towards the bed that waited behind them as his leg wrapped around his lover to sweep his feet from under him.

"Whoa! Heh. Now where have I seen that move before?" Duo asked wryly as he landed in a sprawl over the comforter. He smiled up at Heero, his eyes narrowed seductively and his tongue darting out to moisten his lips.

Heero looked down at his lover with calm blue eyes. He still had much in store for his lover. His fingers trailed onto Duo's stomach, tracing a soft circle around Duo's bellybutton, not hard enough to tickle, just the whisper of a caress. Then they slid up Duo's chest to grab his lover's wrists once more, pinning them above Duo's head.

"Copy-cat," Duo grinned unrepentantly.

He leaned up to lay a kiss along the inside of Heero's arm.

Heero shifted his grip so that both wrists were irrevocably pinned under one hand and then trailed the other down the inside of Duo's arm, stifling the shiver that threatened at the feel of Duo's lips.

"My turn, koi," he said, darting a kiss down to Duo's forehead.

Duo's eyes fluttered closed, a dreamy little half-smile floating across his lips as Heero bent over him. He made a mental note to bottle some of this Arcadian air to take back with him, if only for all the 'koi's he was being graced with this afternoon.

Heero's hand traced Duo's ribs down his side as he floated soft caresses on Duo's face with his lips. Duo's closed eyes, his forehead, his cheeks, his jaw... almost impossible to feel, light as feathers.

Duo sighed happily, relaxing against the comforter as Heero's lips wandered over his features so softly. As the expected kiss never came, a nagging suspicion crept into his mind.

He's trying to distract me. What am I not supposed to be noticing? Duo suddenly asked himself, his eyes snapping open to peer up at his lover.

Heero ignored the look and followed Duo's jaw line back to his earlobe and then down his neck. His tongue darted out almost of its own volition, tasting the tang of sweat collecting on Duo's skin and feeling the life throb under the pale skin.

Duo tried to maintain his suspicious vigil over his partner, but Heero's talented mouth at work along his sensitive skin was driving him to distraction. He flexed his hands, trying to break Heero's grip so he could return the caresses. But Heero was simply too strong for him.

Heero felt the pull of Duo's hands underneath his but he knew Duo wasn't going anywhere. Confidently, he mouthed Duo's collarbone gently, trailing down the v at the base of his neck. Meanwhile, his hand dragged down the outside of Duo's thigh and arched back in, to trace the inside.

Duo stiffened under his touch, his hypersensitive skin tingling as Heero's fingers brushed down his leg and back up. He arched up, seeking unconsciously to direct Heero's trailing fingers to his aching arousal, to quench the burning fire in his belly.

"Hee-chan," he breathed, pleadingly, his eyes squeezing shut.

Somehow, Heero never got tired of hearing his name in that voice. But he wasn't ready to show mercy yet. He slid down an inch more, his mouth never breaking contact with Duo's skin, simply moving farther down his chest, like he was going to remap his lover's entire body. He pulled his hand back up to play over the bumps of Duo's ribs as he laid his stomach against Duo's erection.

Duo arched into the contact sharply, a gasp of surprise and need hissing between his clenched teeth. His eyes snapped open again and fastened on Heero's face, searching the depths of the cobalt gaze for some clue to his lover's plans.

He was beginning to have the sneaking suspicion that he'd pretty much willingly marched himself into a trap.

Heero smiled at his lover's face for a moment, pausing in his ministrations. But then his eyes turned serious, the bright blue swirling with intensity as he laid a kiss reverently on Duo's chest. He never seemed to say it right, or say enough, but he could show Duo. He could show Duo everything he'd ever felt. And he could show Duo how much he... Heero couldn't even find the word to complete the thought. Duo had done so much for him... and now, they had a family of their own... and Duo had done... everything. His eyes seemed to water in front of him and Heero closed his eyes as he pressed another kiss, this time to Duo's nipple.

Duo gasped, his breath rushing in sharply and then exiting in a soft moan as his eyes fluttered shut again. He squirmed uncomfortably under Heero, trying anything to either maximize or alleviate the contact between them.

Damnit, it wasn't fair. Duo was the assassin. Ambushes were supposed to be HIS specialty!

Heero chuckled at his lover's squirm, the urgency in it banishing the wetness from his eyes, dashing it on the heat of Duo's skin.

"Patience, koi," he grumbled out, his voice lower than normal and thick with passion.

"Since when?" Duo growled.

A laugh escaped Heero's lips before he tasted Duo's skin again.

"Good time to learn," he commented, sliding down another few inches, body pressed to Duo's.

"I'm a lousy student, remember?" Duo uttered harshly, his hands unconsciously flexing against Heero's control again as he shifted under his lover's assault.

Heero trailed a line of kissed along Duo's waistband as he murmured, "Hai", into Duo's skin.

Duo whimpered helplessly, heaving a large sigh to blow his errant bangs out of his face so he could peer down at his lover.

"Damn you, Hee-chan. There's such a thing as cruel and unusual, ya know..." he managed to murmur.

"On our world maybe," Heero responded, memorizing the picture Duo made, ruffling his bangs with his breath.

Duo's head fell back against the bed and he whimpered again in the back of his throat. He stifled the rueful groan before it could burst from his lips.

He'd not only walked willingly into the trap, he'd stared right at the trigger and pulled it himself. Some strategist he was.

Heero heard the whimper and moved slowly back up, letting his body weight press him tightly to his lover as his slid up Duo's body once more.

He hovered over Duo's mouth for a long moment, watching every movement of his face silently.

Duo leaned up, desperately seeking to steal a kiss before Heero could slip away from him again.

Heero leaned back a bit, denying Duo his stolen kiss.

Duo growled with frustration, his arms shaking as he thrashed against Heero's hold, much like a small child stamping his foot after being denied a cherished toy.

"That's it, Yuy. When I get loose, you are in so much trouble," he hissed, his eyes flashing dangerously.

Heero's eyes softened, not worried in the least about the threat. He wouldn't let Duo steal a kiss... not this time... But... Heero leaned down to capture Duo's mouth easily; he would give a kiss.

Duo scowled, pulling away from Heero now that the Japanese boy had capitulated. Two could play at this teasing game.

Heero chuckled as Duo pulled his head away. But his free hand had slipped away as he'd kissed Duo and grabbed what he wanted from the nearby drawer. Snaking up Duo's arms, he twined the cord around Duo's hands and secured them.

"Duo-koi," he sighed affectionately as he propped himself on his arms, looking down at Duo's face.

Duo's eyes grew wide as he felt Heero binding his hands together. There it was. That's what he'd been distracting him for. Duo cursed to himself silently for not having seen it coming better. The thought of Heero having BOTH hands free, while Duo himself was incapacitated...

Heero would have grinned at Duo's consternation if he could have torn his eyes away from his lover. He darted down again, offering a kiss.

This time, Duo pressed into the kiss, feasting at his partner's lips fiercely. Now, if he could only keep his partner distracted for long enough... He set his nimble fingers to work at the cord.

Heero felt his partner's muscles move and smiled. He hadn't expected the cord to hold Duo long. He hadn't wanted to trap his lover. Never that. But it did serve to buy valuable time. Heero slid back down Duo's body, his hands drawing him down Duo's stomach to his groin.

Duo frowned a little as Heero pulled away from the kiss. He was about to lean up and try and recapture the Japanese boy's lips when Heero started working his way down Duo's body. Duo smiled at first, shaking his head as Heero seemed to ignore Duo's flying fingers quickly unraveling the knots at his wrists. He felt his concentration almost waver as Heero shifted lower.

Heero knew he didn't have much time. But, he grinned to himself, that was the point. And he turned the bulk of his attention away from Duo's hands as he ran his own hand down Duo's erection.

This time, Duo's concentration did stutter and falter for a moment as his whole body bucked against Heero's touch. He stifled the moan and focused himself again, fumbling with the last knots. Had to stay focused. Had to ignore what Heero was doing before the Japanese boy had a chance to catch him some other way. But damn it was so hard.

Heero relished his lover's reaction and stroked Duo again, punctuating the movement with a kiss and a breath.

With a triumphant hiss, Duo's hands came free and he started to reach down to seize his lover when a wave of weakness overtook him. He shuddered in his partner's grip, trembling as a fresh sheen of sweat broke over his skin.

Heero repeated the cycle once more and then reached up to grasp Duo's mouth in a kiss, devouring every part of his lover's mouth.

Duo buried his hands in Heero's hair, pulling him as close as he could and plundering the moist cavern of Heero's mouth fiercely.

Heero twined his arms around Duo's back and rolled the two of them over, until Duo settled on his chest. Then he pulled his mouth away from Duo's, panting slightly, as he leaned his forehead against his lover's.

"Duo-koi... what do you want?..." he dragged in a long breath. "Yours..."

Duo's eyes flashed dangerously as a soft growl bubbled up from his stomach.

"Oh no you don't," he hissed, "Getting all cute and sultry ain't gonna get you out of trouble that easily, Yuy."

He shifted, seizing Heero's hands in his own grip. He wasn't strong enough to hold his lover if Heero really wanted to be free, which only meant he had to use some diversionary tactics instead of raw brute strength.

He bent his head low, mouthing Heero's pulse and suckling at it, leaving a small red welt before his mouth started an inexorable assault towards Heero's earlobe.

"I told you that you were gonna be in trouble when I got loose."

Heero's eyes closed of their own accord and he didn't struggle. He held his arms still for a moment, to make sure Duo would listen.

"I..." he gasped for a breath, "Your punishment ended... with the cords... I wanted... to give... you.... something back."

"Yeah? Well your punishment's just beginning," Duo assured him wickedly, settling against Heero so that his hip ground into Heero's spandex clad erection.

"And I'm not half so nice as you are, Hee-chan," Duo leered playfully.

Heero smiled up at his lover, as a gasp drown behind his teeth. His hips arched into Duo's and one leg wrapped around Duo's, pinning it to the bed.

"Like that, do you?" Duo asked, eyes narrowed evilly, "How about this?" he continued, writhing against his lover intentionally as he nipped his way to the hollow of Heero's throat.

Heero's harsh breath blew Duo's hair as his muscles constricted under Duo's touch. His head titled back in offering, though every muscle was tight in protest of revealing such a valuable spot.

Duo took advantage of Heero's gift, teething the soft flesh there and leaving a trail of small, pink welts that started to fade even as his mouth worked lower. He shifted his grip a little, taking both of Heero's wrists in one hand. He'd never be able to hold the Japanese youth if Heero decided to actually try and break free. Duo grinned wickedly to himself then. He'd just have to make sure Heero didn't want to break free.

With his new free hand, he reached around and grabbed a handful of his chestnut mane, pulling it over his shoulder and sliding his hand down until he held it a mere few inches from the end of it's impressive length. With another wicked grin, he set about using his hair to 'paint' abstract designs along Heero's chest and throat, trailing swirls and lazy arches with the golden brown silk.

Heero moaned as the sensation flooded his torso, delicate and absolutely torturous. The leg that was thrown over Duo's stretched, pulling the American boy down tighter on him as he mimicked Duo's wiggle as best he could before he overloaded completely.

Duo hissed in pleasure as his own shaft slid along the warm satiny surface of Heero's spandex. Close, but not quite right. Duo ground his hips into Heero's, instructing in the proper technique for his trademarked squirm.

His hand released Heero's wrists, the fingers trailing gently along the skin of Heero's arms as he slid that hand down to massage against his lover's ribs. His other hand was busy teasing Heero's nipples with the wispy ends of his hair.

Heero groaned at the torture Duo was executing, so exquisitely that it took him a moment to realize Duo had released his hands. Mindlessly, his hands wove under Duo's arms to wrap around Duo's back and follow determined down.

Duo smiled to himself as he lapped at the hollow above Heero's collarbone. He shifted his body, mouth working to follow the path he'd been trailing with his hair, his tongue darting out to lap teasingly against the firm nubbin of flesh on Heero's chest that he'd been amusing himself with.

Breathing in rapid gasps, Heero decided it was time to even the odds. One hand followed down Duo's back until it slid to the puckered opening he'd been looking for. He teased it with his finger even as his chest betrayed him, arching up into Duo's mouth.

Duo's breath stuttered in his lungs and he faltered in his assault. His head rested against Heero's chest, as he panted for breath and control. Shaking his head roughly, Duo pushed away from Heero just a little.

"Oh no you don't, Hee-chan. Not this time," he managed to gasp.

With a fierce growl, Duo's hands reached down, grabbing Heero's wrists again and pulling them up to pin above his head once more. He shifted to hold them with one hand, while his other one reached down to slip Heero's clingy spandex down his slim hips. Thanking whatever higher power that was listening for his flexibility, Duo's leg snaked up and he grasped the waistband of the shorts with his talented toes and finished stripping the last of Heero's clothing from him.

"Not this time," he repeated, leaning in to lock his mouth onto Heero's fiercely.

Heero returned the kiss with equal ferocity and pushed up into Duo's mouth.

"Habit," he managed to slur out when he pulled away.

"I got your 'habit' right here, Hee-chan," Duo growled as he released Heero's wrists again and started kissing his way back down Heero's chest.

He licked along the firm muscles of Heero's stomach, his hands flexing along Heero's ribs and lower against his hips. Smiling wickedly as he watched his lover's face, Duo darted his tongue into Heero's navel, lapping firmly.

Heero hissed and his stomach muscles jumped in at the contact, heat flooded his body in waves. His hands tangled in Duo's hair, not leading, not guiding, just pleading for... he didn't even know what.

Whatever Duo wanted.

Duo chuckled evilly at the helpless expression on Heero's face. He pressed his chest down against Heero's shaft, grinding his body against his lover's tormentingly.

"It was a nice start, too, Hee-chan. But your follow-through just sucked. Guess we gotta work on that, ne?" he murmured with a wink.

Heero growled in response and pulled Duo up to reclaim his lover's lips almost savagely, thrusting again into him, determined to drive Duo as mad as he was being driven.

Duo had been expecting something like that after having baited his lover with that last comment. He'd steeled himself against Heero's attack, forcing himself to remain in control and stay calm as he once again squirmed against Heero.

Although, he also realized that he didn't have much longer before Heero finally got fed up with his own punishment and took the offensive again.

"You weren't listening before, Hee-chan. Not this time," he murmured, drawing away enough to dig in their much-used nightstand for his next weapon before Heero could seize control again.

Heero moaned slightly as Duo drew away and decided to try a new trick. While Duo was fetching, his hands slipped down, on hand stroking his lover's shaft while the other flitted around, caressing every bit of skin it could find, determined to drive his lover mad.

Duo gasped in surprise as his hand finally closed over the tube he sought. That was unexpected. He shifted against Heero, although, whether to squirm away from the Japanese youth, or to thrust against him, even Duo wasn't quite sure. He turned his attention back to Heero, settling back down against him with a dull thump.

"Naughty... Naughty... Trying to... distract me?" he gasped.

Heero smiled slightly in response, his skin glistening with sweat as he purposefully ground his erection against Duo's and kneaded his hands up and down Duo's legs.

"Smug sadist," Duo muttered, shifting his weight back to press Heero further up on the bed.

His hands fumbled with the tube, squeezing out a dollop of the lube onto his trembling fingers.

"Won't get you out of trouble though. You're mine, Hee-chan. Mine," he growled, hand questing down between them to press insistently at the sensitive ring of flesh.

"Knew that already," Heero managed to grate out even as his body jerked slightly.

Duo leaned down and took Heero's lips in a deep kiss as he pressed another finger in, searchingly. He could feel his carefully woven control slowly starting to unravel around him as Heero's body shifted so responsively below his own.

Heero could feel Duo coming undone and he wanted it. He wanted that, and he wanted it soon. His hand somehow found its way back down to Duo's shaft and circled the base before drawing a stroke outward as his body arched invitingly.

Duo gasped harshly, arching into Heero's fist as he slipped a third finger in. He prayed Heero was ready because he couldn't hold out any longer.

Withdrawing from his lover only long enough to slather his shaft with more lube, he braced himself at Heero's entrance and then sought out Heero's eyes.

Heero's eyes were waiting for him, and as his breath came harshly through his lips in expectation and promise, Heero mouthed, "Ai shiteru" at his lover.

Duo bit back the moan bursting from his lips. He pressed forward slowly, every muscle in his body quivering with the strain of maintaining his fragile hold on a sliver of his sanity.

As soon as he felt Duo moving in him, so slowly, all thought left Heero's mind except to take away his lover's control like Duo had taken his. He thrust up against Duo, impaling himself on his lover in one smooth movement.

Duo gave a startled shout, his head thrown back and hair floating about his head like an ethereal golden halo. His hands clutched convulsively against Heero's hips, probably leaving a small bruise or two as he felt himself engulfed in Heero's velvet heat.

He paused long enough to get his breath back before he started to withdraw from Heero, shifting his position a little to change the angle. He thrust back in quickly, aiming for that place within his lover that would drive even incoherent thought from them both.

And Duo found it. Heero felt any shred of mind leave him as Duo seemed to set off sparks behind his eyes. The only thing there was was Duo, filling him so completely, taking away a lifetime's emptiness in a moment. His hands found their way to Duo's back, pulling his lover in time with his thrusts as he returned thrust for thrust.

Duo increased the pace, abandoning the last shreds of his control to the white-hot wave of pleasure building within him. Where he was going, he wouldn't need control anymore anyway.

Heero's name dripped from his lips like a promise. It was a promise. Eternity stretched between them. Past melted away. Even present faded into the single shining moment they were both racing towards.

Heero heard his name fall from Duo's lips and somewhere deep in his soul heard the promise it contained. And he tried to return his lover's name but his voice abandoned him so Heero could only give him his breath, his life. And as everything melted away into the eternity in Duo's voice, the white light shattered and Heero felt himself falling into Duo.

Duo felt Heero surrender to his release, the Japanese youth's whole body tightening against his own and throwing Duo over the brink of his own climax. He didn't even have the strength to voice the shout perched in the back of his throat as he filled his lover with his essence and followed him into the crashing wave of ecstasy.

And just before sleep overwhelmed Heero, he managed to get his arms around his love, cradling Duo, and whisper, "Duo-koi."

He felt Heero gather his spent form into a gentle embrace, a warm glow suffusing him from within as he snuggled further into his lover's arms.

"Forever, Hee-chan," he murmured sleepily as the world faded away into comforting darkness.

End of Part 30

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