Warnings: LEMON. Anybody under 18, delete this now! Anyone under 32 who doesn't get out much - likewise! Anyone with a heart problem - nuke it! Anyone squeamish about the color red - don't go there! Anyone offended by explicit, mostly consensual sex - go watch TV! Anyone who can't stand screaming - get your earplugs! Anyone who doesn't like the idea of a slightly psychotic Duo, skip the fic! Body Parts! Foul Language! Angst!!! Unprotected Sex!!! (kids, don't do this!)

Spoilers: Yes, (though not much) for the last half of the series

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing characters and universe are the property of the copyright owners. My stuff is mine. No money being made here.

Notes: This takes place after our previous fic The Frozen Colony. I wanted to keep as close to the series timeline as possible, but the series timeline does not allow for Heero to be alone with Duo soon enough for me, so this is now definitely going AU. However, sequels (if any) will probably not diverge very much. Of course I say that now...

As with all our fics so far, this is the first time we are doing some characters, so, while our goal is to stay as in character as possible, any discrepancies are our mistakes.

Feedback: Any and all comments, feedback, critiques welcome, be they short or long. If you liked it, tell your friends... (paid political ad)

Down Time in Hell by bonnejeanne and vonceia

(After Frozen Colony: Heero)

When Heero entered the tiny room, the lights were out, and the only sound that could be heard was a soft, slightly snuffling snore. Dressed only in black boxers and a tee-shirt, Duo lay sprawled across the single bed, his mouth open, sleeping. His position was careless, as if he slipped down slowly from a sitting position, and a book lay on the floor as if it had been dropped from sleepy fingers.

Gasping slightly, he shifted, and his breathing adjusted to the new position, his mouth closed slightly, and the snore faded into soft breathing.

For a long moment, Heero stood above the Shinigami pilot watching him as he slept. Walking over, he bent down and picked up the book, placing it on the table beside the bed. Sitting down next to Duo, Heero thought, 'It always seems so easy for you.' As Heero kicked off his shoes and pulled his shirt over his head, he looked down at Duo and noticed how peaceful he looked.

After he had removed all of his clothes, Heero laid down on the bed next to Duo. He placed his arm around Duo's waist, half-expecting the God of Death to wake up and hit him. When that did not happen, Heero sighed and leaned against Duo, closing the small gap between their bodies.

Oblivious, Duo slept on. He had successfully quieted his inner demons for a time by plunging into someone else's - the book on the floor was a collection of stories from an old master of horror fiction, and fellow American, H.P. Lovecraft. He'd read until his eyes drooped and his mind was filled with 'Old Ones' and many-tentacled gods intent on devouring human souls. These macabre visions somehow always comforted him - he felt at home among them. The supernatural terrors were a relief from the pain of reality he so often hid with a smile.

Since the escape from Oz, he and Heero had been laying low in a colony, hiding until the search for them died down, and trying to keep in touch with Trowa, who had gone to look for Quatre. The Chinese pilot, Wufei, had escaped at the same time, taking off on his own for L5.

Being out of prison, and unable to do anything except lie low and wait, had begun to wear Duo thin, and being in close quarters with Heero, not a warm companion at the best of times, only seemed to irritate him further. Which didn't explain why every time the Japanese boy disappeared on a 'recon', he, Duo was both furious, and scared.

None of this surfaced in his dreams, however. He was lying beside the huge, bloated body of Yog-Sothoth, and one slimy tentacle was gently stroking his back as the evil god told him what a good child he had been, stealing souls for him. Smiling in his sleep, Duo turned in the circle of Heero's arm, unconsciously facing the other boy, and snuggled his head against Heero's shoulder.

Heero felt Duo move against him. He placed his other arm around Duo's body as he looked down at the Deathscythe's pilot. He felt, both the softness and the solidness of Duo's body as the questions that drove him into the night resurfaced. He had given Duo the impression that he was going out to recon, but that was not exactly accurate. Heero had begun to question himself, these new feelings he was beginning to have. He had been close to death before but never close to another human being. Then, when he thought there was a good possibility that he might die on the dead and frozen colony, Heero had discovered something else. There, Wufei had taught him the ancient arts of survival as well as what it felt like to lie with another human being. Now back in a relatively safe position, Heero had time to think. Looking down at Duo, Heero remembered speaking with Quatre about kindness and when it was appropriate to be that way. As he watched Duo's chest rise and fall, Heero thought, 'We are not fighting now.' He reached down and traced Duo's mouth with his thumb as he wondered what it would be like to taste him.

A subtle sensation disturbed the contentment of Duo's macabre but peaceful dream. The monster-god beside him vanished, replaced by something dark and shadowed, something that heated his blood instantly. Brows drawing together, Duo whimpered softly at the abrupt change, and felt something inside him tighten, in the area of his groin... no... not *that* demon... not now... Protesting, he squirmed a little, licking his lips.

Heero watched Duo, feeling himself tighten at the small whimper. When Duo licked his lips, Heero's gaze sharpened. Bending his head down, he kissed Duo's mouth and traced the outline of his lips with his tongue. Then Heero returned to Duo's mouth, feeling the fire ignite within his body as he coaxed Duo into a long, deep kiss.

Gasping at the sensation of a warm mouth invading his, Duo responded instinctively, even as he felt that something was wrong, and began trying to escape from the bonds of Morpheus. But the touch had awakened another demon - the one that lived between his legs. Tightening painfully, Duo groaned softly, feeling the warm silent flames of hell begin to lick at his body in the darkness, hardening him and filling his body with sudden, acute tension. No...

He moaned a protest into the kiss, even as he drowned in it, sucking on the clever tongue that invaded him, feeling it draw him to consciousness but not wakefulness - consciousness of desire, of need, of long suppressed hungers... the ache in his groin was a solid throb now and one hand snaked down to press against it, seeking... 'What?' grinned the red-eyed demon that mocked him from his half waking, half dreaming state. 'Seeking relief?' Duo shuddered, feeling his own lust betray him as he struggled to wake, like a man caught in a heavy net. The flames sapped his strength, and he could only clutch at the body next to him with one arm, while the other pressed harder against himself, but his mouth paid no attention to the conflict and gave itself up entirely to the one possessing it.

Heero felt his own body begin to ache as he kissed Duo's mouth hungrily. 'Yes,' he thought. It was happening again. That weakness that Wufei had spoken of before, Heero was beginning to understand how it functioned. He moved his hand over Duo's hip, his fingers squeezing the soft flesh there. Then he moved his hand between them, seeking the link within the mad dance. Heero's fingers brushed Duo's, then he closed his hand over Duo's hand as he felt the next powerful wave of heat flush his body. He gripped Duo's hand, squeezing him tighter as he moved his mouth to Duo's neck, kissing and tasting him there.

When his mouth was freed, Duo gasped, as a steel grip locked around his hand. The touch so close to his aching cock almost caused him to come in shock, and he groaned, even as he fought his way out of the last vestiges of his dreaming state and into wakefulness, his eyes snapping open in the dark to see...

Heero! The tousled brown hair was unmistakable as the Japanese boy bent to kiss Duo's neck, sending a jolt through his mind and body that shook him physically and made him cry out, "HEERO?!!"

Breathing hard, Heero Yuy heard his name called out in a tone he had never experienced before. The effect that it had was to cause him to bite into the soft skin of Duo's neck and then lick it soothingly like a big cat. Moving his head back, he looked down at Duo through half-lidded, lust drenched eyes. His hand around Duo's squeezed again, but with a lesser force as Heero watched Duo and his reactions.

Duo squealed as he felt teeth bite into his neck, but his back arched, pushing him towards the other boy rather than away from him. Shrieking inside himself - "MORE!" and "NO!" all at the same time - he fought the knowledge that it was too late to get a grip on sanity, too late to fight whatever this was, his own desires were too fully engaged, and though he fought and denied it, Duo knew with total certainty what kind of demon lived inside his body... and once it got out of the cage he kept it in, there was no stopping it...

But he tried. Staring up uncomprehendingly into those indigo eyes above him, eyes that held a fascination no one else had ever come close to, he tried to force compliance into his body. "H-heero..." he half growled, half sobbed, "Whu-what the fuck are you... oh Christ!" he ended, failing to secure any control over his limbs, which wanted to wrap around the other boy instead of pushing him away.

Heero heard Duo's words, felt his reactions. He concluded that perhaps Duo was afraid, like Wufei, of showing weakness. His own body felt as though it was going to explode, but he called on those last reserves he had. Looking down at Duo, he tried to think of what to say to reassure him, but found no words to express what he was feeling. Instead, he leaned over Duo again, kissing his mouth and neck. Instinctively and intuitively, his hand around Duo's began to move with a slow rhythm.

Duo felt something snap inside, and he reached up with his free hand and grabbed a mass of Heero's thick hair, pulling his mouth to him. This kiss was not surrendering, or helpless - this kiss was devouring.... sucking Heero's tongue deeper into his mouth so he could swallow it... snaking his own tongue into Heero's so he could plunder. His other hand twisted away from his rock hard organ, somehow out of Heero's grip, leaving himself unprotected to the other, and thrust forward to find the same prize on his counterpart. Heero was naked, and his cock was hard, and Duo's fingers wrapped securely around it in a way that was both possessive and demanding.

Heero gasped sharply around Duo's devouring kiss. Duo's actions caused his heart to beat faster and the touch of Duo's hand around him felt comforting, freeing, dangerous and wonderful, all at the same time. Heero reached up blindly. His fingers penetrated Duo's boxers and moved down to reclaim Duo's swollen erection. He moved in Duo's hand while he stroked Duo with long, even movements.

Duo growled, then sighed as he felt the perfect soldier claim his cock, shivering at the strength in that grip, and then gasping as he experienced the pleasure Heero was causing... it was incredible. Duo felt his whole body move, responding to the caress, and he gripped the other boy a little harder than he meant to, lost in sensations that were spiraling rapidly. "Ohhhh.... Christ! Gods of Hell...." he moaned, giving himself completely, his hips thrashing as he danced.

Heero took a deep gulp of air as Duo broke the kiss. He heard Duo's cries and felt his body ache in answer. Perspiration covered him in a fine sheen as his hand moved and manipulated Duo. The feeling of Duo's hand on him squeezing and moving nearly drove Heero insane as he felt his own body joining Duo in the mad dance.

Heero raised his free hand to Duo's shoulder as he held on. Swallowing hard, he looked at Duo, watched him with a sense of wonder and excitement. 'Soon,' Heero thought, as he felt his body begin its final spiral into ecstasy.

It was too much - the sensations, the excitement... the fear, the shock... and him - *him* - the one who had confounded Duo from their first meeting by his very existence. How many times Duo had watched him, wondering if were possible, if Heero Yuy could ever loosen up enough to touch and be touched... if he, Duo... No... it was too much, and the sure grip of the perfect one, his face, incredibly gazing, watching, while mirroring his own pleasure... No... no... Duo could not... keep it... from... exploding...

His climax hit like a thunderbolt, and his body bucked, shuddering, as a liquid, half growl, half sob, all surrender poured from his lips, from his arched throat, spiraling to the sky like the howl of a wounded demon...

Heero's eyes widened as he felt, saw and experienced Duo Maxwell. The look on Duo's face as he released, the warm liquid that spilled over Heero's hand and against his skin and the incredible cry drove the perfect soldier over the edge. Holding on to Duo's shoulder, he came, feeling his seed release from his body as he groaned loudly into the room. His eyes clamped shut as he felt his body shudder.

Heero reached out blindly. He took Duo's face and covered Duo's mouth for a long, deep, soul-wrenching kiss.

Duo fell into the kiss, his body relaxing in little shudders from the thunderous climax. He felt as if he emptied his entire body in that stream. Sucking Heero's tongue into his mouth he felt as though he were drinking something life-giving, yet maddening at the same time, like a wild drug. At last, he pulled away, gasping for oxygen. His hand and belly were covered with milky liquid, the results of both their pleasure, co-mingled. Duo lifted his hand, looking down, dazed, rubbing it between his fingers. His wide, violet eyes sought Heero's. His mouth opened, but nothing came out for a while. He shook his head. He tried a second time to speak, then gave it up and collapsed back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, half expecting the see it crowded with little lust-devils, grinning at his confusion and shock.

Heero felt his body slowly calm as he watched Duo. He leaned down on the bed next to him. 'Different,' he thought, feeling his hand still wet with Duo's essence. Raising his hand to his mouth, Heero licked his fingertips, tasting the Shinigami pilot's seed.

Heero's movement caught the corner of Duo's gaze and he glanced over, to see his come being tasted by... "Oh.... oh man..."

Shaking his head violently, back and forth, he felt his body begin to burn again. "This can't be happenin'..."

Heero turned his head towards Duo. A small frown appeared across his brow as he tried to read Duo's reactions. Heero did a quick mental check of what had happened. In all cases, he asked the same question... 'Did Duo appear to enjoy it?' Finally, he could not find an instance where the other pilot seemed to object. 'Something else, then,' Heero thought and then an answer came to him that seemed to fit. "The weakness," he said quietly as he lay back down on the bed.

Heero's voice fell on Duo's ears like the growl of a jungle cat. He turned to stare at the other boy. "What... what the fuck are you talking about....?" Duo took a breath and before Heero could answer, since he had gotten control of his voice again, he turned on his side and faced the Japanese pilot. "And... what the FUCK just happened? Why... when... if I'd know you were... WHERE THE SHIT DID THIS COME FROM?!!!!"

Heero breathed deeply, listening to the emotional American. He looked up at Duo and another thought came to him. 'There is still something about this...' he thought. Heero frowned suddenly as he looked at Duo. "You believe this was weakness," he said.

Duo blinked. "W-weakness?" he gasped. "Uh... well.... I guess that's one... hey, what the fuck are you talking about?! Dammit, Yuy, don't ignore my questions... I wanna know where the hell this came from... it's not like... dammit!" Duo was starting to feel the flames of lust mingling with flames of another kind - the earliest taste of Shinigami's rage. "You... think you can just come in here... take whatever you want... no explanations, no nothing?!"

Heero tilted his head towards Duo. His eyes narrowed as his earlier thoughts were confirmed. Duo knew something about this. He shook his head. "Wufei said that it was ... a weakness," Heero said, then immediately regretted it. What Wufei had told him was a confidence and in his quest to understand, he had betrayed a trust. Heero leaned back on the bed.

"Whu...whu....WUFEI???!!!" Duo screeched. He sat bolt upright in the bed, looking with blazing eyes at the naked beauty beside him. He shook his head, momentarily stuck. "WUFEI??!!!"

Heero growled. "Duo," he said, clearly. "Do not repeat what I have just said. It was spoken in confidence. Do you understand?"

Duo made a strangled sound. He finally backed away from Heero, his eyebrows drawing together. "Yes," he said through gritted teeth. "I un-der-stand. I'll take it to the *grave*," he growled, his voice dropping on the last word. "You... you take the cake... I thought... I thought I was sick, but you... so do I get an answer? Maybe I don't need an answer. Chang takes off for L5 and you need an exercise partner, right?" he spat, eyes blazing violet lightning.

Heero looked up at Duo. He listened carefully to what Duo said and took a deep breath. "Wufei taught me some traditional ancient rites to keep me alive." he said, trying to make some sense out of the feelings and impressions he was getting from Duo. Finally, Heero looked back at Duo and saw something in his face. "I thought that you knew about this... that you understood how people are together. I thought you could tell me..." he began, then stopped. "I have offended you." Heero said. Swinging his feet over the edge of the bed to the floor, he stood. "I don't know what type of restitution is appropriate for this, Maxwell."

Duo goggled. His mouth fell open as a series of emotions and impulses went through him at lightspeed. Watching Heero stand, he felt as if everything was happening in some kind of weird parallel space, like in a dream, where he couldn't seem to get in sync with anything around him. Gasping, he lunged over the bed, with a haunting vision of Heero walking out of the door and out of his life - forever - ringing in his mind. Gabbing Heero's hand, he pulled the other boy down with his full strength, on top of him, wrapping his arms around Heero's body. Suddenly he was trembling uncontrollably. "Don't you... DARE leave me!" he whispered, baring his teeth. Inside his mind he heard a chuckling howl, as a few of his inner demons chortled over how badly he had lost control of himself.

Heero was a little stunned and confused at the American pilot's actions. For a moment, he could not understand what he was doing incorrectly. Slowly, he placed his arms around Duo's body. He felt his own body react to the sensations of contact with another human form. "I'm not," he answered, feeling as though it might be best to answer all questions in this situation. Heero's hands moved up Duo's sides as he lifted slightly to look at the other pilot. His eyes fell to Duo's mouth and Heero felt compelled to kiss him.

The kiss was unexpected, but Duo clung to Heero's lips, fighting to still the fear inside him. He kissed Heero thoroughly, then moved his hands up to hold the other boy's face. He was aware that liquid had leaked from his eyes, but ignored it. "Don't... go anywhere..." he said. "Stay here. Let's... talk..."

Heero nodded as he felt a sense of relief wash over him. "Sure," he said, feeling the warmth of Duo's hands on his face.

Duo took several deep breaths, trying to calm his body, which would *not* stay calm. "Okay. Good," he said, settling back on the bed, staying where he could keep physical contact with Heero. "Okay... now... you said you... thought I 'knew about this'... 'how people are together'.... so are you saying that... that you, um, *don't* know about this?"

Get real, Maxwell, he thought.

"I know that other people, not Gundam pilots... get together.. sleep together, touch one another. They have sex, yes." Heero said. "I don't.. before nearly dying on that colony, I had never been that physically close to anyone before. Except to kill them."

Duo blinked, trying to accept what he was hearing... this... this man... creature, boy... beauty... never... Then an evil little voice in his head said, 'well he sure learned quick, didn't he? laid your ass on the floor...'

"Oh... o-kay..." Duo said slowly. He knew that Heero wouldn't lie. "So you and..." he shook his head, not trusting himself to say it, "Yeah, and so... this... tonight... this is what? Um... curiosity? Um.... practice?" he said it as gently as possible, not giving the words any outwardly negative connotations.

Heero took a deep breath as he thought about the question. He looked back down at Duo as another thought crossed his mind. "Oh...." he said. "What I said before, about not being with someone... that was not entirely true. I... well, I broke training once... There was this woman.. well she kissed me... and made me touch her.. but that was awhile ago..."

Duo made a 'hmmmph' noise. "Oh jeez," he said. "Christ. So you... hey, you didn't answer my question. Now.. tonight... what... was this for you?"

Heero blinked. He was going to tell Duo that he was about to answer his questions, but that the American was impatient. This further clarification to the original question took Heero a little by surprise. He felt his face warm. "Well," he began. "I've been thinking about this for awhile, thinking about you." Heero sighed, looking down into the violet pools of Duo's eyes. "Everything seems to be so easy for you. People are attracted to you and you like them. That doesn't answer your question though. I wanted to know what it felt like to touch you."

Swallowing, Duo tried to absorb the shock of hearing these words from the perfect soldier. Easy... for me... he thought. But there was a part of him that understood what Heero was saying, or he thought he did. It had never occurred to him that the other boy might feel cut off, might envy him in anything. It's just cause he doesn't know... all the baggage that comes with it, he thought.

He... said he's been thinking about me...

He took Heero's hand and kissed the palm, holding it against his cheek. "And... what did it feel like?"

Heero shivered a little feeling Duo's lips on his hand. "It felt exciting, dangerous... and like torture and good at the same time. The only other thing I can compare it to is, it's like being in a battle, but not. " Heero said. He looked down at Duo. "When you ... came, you looked ..." he said, trying to find the right words. "... great... awesome..." 'Yeah, that's it.' he thought, feeling satisfied with his answer.

Duo felt the words seep into the cracks of his soul like warm honey. Unconsciously, he smiled, tilting his head down slightly, looking up at Heero's face with an expression that was both pleased, and a bit wicked. "That good, huh?" he said. "You... you ripped me apart, you know... You hardly had to do anything and I... I came like I was dyin'..." Continuing to hold Heero's hand against his cheek, he turned and kissed his wrist. Another demon inside him, the Accuser, spoke up - he's an innocent, it said. You are evil. You should leave him alone...

He didn't leave me alone! Duo shouted silently at the demon.

Heero smiled. He leaned down and kissed Duo's neck, finding that one spot to taste and tease. "I wasn't exactly unmoved," he growled into Duo's ear, taking the earlobe into his mouth.

Duo gasped, the warm, wet touch on his ear sending a streak of fire through his body. His cock began to respond instantly to this, even though he had thought he had emptied himself for a month.

"No," he said breathlessly. "You... weren't... 'unmoved'... at all....." He relaxed back into the bed further, drawing Heero over him. "You... you look like a predator hunting for meat..."

Heero felt himself begin to stir against Duo's thigh. He pressed down a little, momentarily relieving the ache. Rising up, slightly, he covered Duo's mouth with his own. This time the kiss was slow and lingering. After a short while, Heero moved back. "What do you know about this Duo?" he asked, as he moved his hand between their bodies. Heero wrapped his hand around Duo, squeezing him gently and rhythmically.

Duo groaned. He had to get Heero to stop that or he would be off again before he could try anything else... reaching down, he tried simply to place his fingers around Heero's wrist and gently pull his hand away. "What do I... what do I know?" he couldn't suppress a slightly strangled little laugh. "What *don't* I know... if you want a... an instructor? I guess I'm qualified...." Legions of Duo's demons laughed and chuckled in his mind over that one. He leaned up, kissing Heero deeply, pressing him back against the bed's surface. "Let me... show you..." he said, licking Heero's lips. He began to trail hot kisses along the side of Heero's face, then neck, licking the hollow at its base. He ran his hands over Heero's wonderful body, feeling the smooth skin, muscles, strength and power concentrated in the slight frame. Holding Heero's shoulder, Duo bent and swiped his tongue over one of Heero's nipples, teasing it. Then he did the other. The next act was to close his mouth over the first one, sucking it, teasing it gently with his teeth as he mentally went down in flames to a very deep dark well inside his soul.

Heero felt the weight of Duo over him. He gasped, his back arching as he felt Duo's tongue on his nipple. A part of Heero thought, 'Yes. He knows.' His back arched as Heero felt Duo's mouth on his skin. The sensations moved in a flash of heat, igniting Heero's body once again. He placed his hands around Duo's head, instinctively pulling Duo closer to him.

Closing his eyes, Duo licked and sucked one nipple, then moved to the other, treating it the same way. He felt Heero's hands, urging him on. 'Oh...' he thought evilly. 'You ain't experienced nothin' yet...' After making sure that Heero's nipples were both engorged and sensitive, he moved down, running his hands down the other boy's body. His eyes opened wide, taking in the sight of Heero' cock, fully erect and pointing to the heavens, proud and stiff, dark with blood. He leaned down and breathed on it softly, circling the base with his fingers. "You're going to... like this.." he breathed in a soft growl. 'Show him how we do it in Hell!' his demons chanted.

Opening his mouth, he moved down until he could take the tip between his lips. Swirling his tongue over it, he teased for a moment, then moved down, swallowing the large, stiff thing in one long gulp.

Heero growled as he felt himself swallowed into Duo's mouth. He squeezed his eyes shut as his fingers grasped the covers. "Duo," he breathed, through gritted teeth as he felt his own body throb and tremble at this new sensation. Heero's hips moved upward instinctively. Every nerve in this body felt electrified.

He had no idea these feelings were possible. A part of his mind began translating the information for later use. If he died tomorrow, Heero felt as though he would have been able to say that he had lived.

Duo grinned mentally as Heero's hips pushed up, forcing the hot flesh further into his throat... he'd expected, and was prepared to take it deeper... placing his unoccupied hand flat against Heero's waist, he knelt over the boy and began moving his mouth up and down over his cock, sucking and licking along its length, teasing the sensitive head, then swallowing again. His head moved up and down and his braid slipped over his shoulder to rest across Heero's bare stomach. Every flex of the Japanese boy's hips fired Duo even more, and he passed it back along to the overheating flesh in his mouth. There would be no let-up until he got what he wanted - the taste of Heero's seed in his mouth and down his throat.

Heero's hips moved in time with Duo's rhythm. He was both overwhelmed by sensation and amazed. As Duo's hair fell over his skin, Heero's eyes opened. Looking down the length of his body he saw Duo and reached up, winding the thick braid in his fist. Feeling Duo suck him, Heero began to understand without words just what the Deathscythe pilot wanted. Closing his eyes, Heero moved with Duo again. Soon, he found himself tense as the hot liquid of his body issued forth into Duo's waiting mouth.

It was like liquid sin - incredible, hot and searing him down to his soul. Duo couldn't get enough of it, even after he had swallowed every single drop, and licked Heero's skin looking for more. At last, satisfied, he freed the boy's softening cock from his mouth and sat up, looking down at the prone, exhausted body of the perfect soldier with gloating eyes.

'Nice work, Shinigami', the devils chanted inside his head. 'Back to your old tricks again... you never change, do you? Tried to be a good boy for a while... we knew it wouldn't last... if there's a way to take something pure and corrupt it, you'll find that way...'

"Shut up," he cursed out loud, licking his lips. 'I don't care! It was worth it!' he cried silently. 'And he loved it... I can tell...'

Heero's eyes opened as he heard Duo's voice. "Huh?" he said as he looked up at Duo. Seeing the look in Duo's face, Heero reached out, pulling Duo down on top of him.

Duo put his arms around Heero, laying his head in the other boy's shoulder. "You liked it... didn't you." he whispered. "Do you want to know if I liked it? I loved it. I've wanted to do that for a long, long time."

Reaching down, Heero tilted Duo's face up to him. "I liked it a lot." he replied. "I've never felt anything like it before. So, why didn't you?" Heero added, looking into Duo's eyes, directly.

Duo stared back, wondering how he could ever have not understood Heero Yuy. "Um... I thought you'd kill me?" he said. 'I've been trying to be a good boy?' he added silently, but he knew that would not have mattered if he'd thought...

"Hmm," Heero growled, then looked up at the ceiling. 'Sounds about right,' he thought, recognizing Duo's thought as something familiar. Suddenly, thoughts of Wufei came to Heero unbidden. He remembered how Wufei had said that he was strong, Nataku... 'Like I was different... something not human... not normal?' Heero sighed and then pushed those thoughts away for the moment. He still had the feeling that something was missing in his knowledge, but he could not think how to ask.

Duo could feel Heero thinking. Meanwhile, he was doing a little thinking of his own. Trying to assimilate what was going on, and what Heero had told him. Heero had undergone the strictest training of all of them, he couldn't imagine what it would have been like. And he'd been lucky enough to avoid the experiences that haunted Duo's past. Oh, he was sure Heero had his own nightmares, but Duo felt a certain relief that the other boy hadn't experienced some of the things he'd lived through. It... wouldn't have been right.

So somehow Wufei had.... Duo took a deep breath. The demons cackled. Wufei had touched Heero, introduced him to something that he now wanted more of. Duo remembered the two pilots when they had been returned by Trowa. There had been some differences. He had no idea what it meant. But unless he was completely off the mark, whatever had happened between them had been resolved in a way that they had both been okay about. 'Okay, Wufei,' he thought. 'Then I owe you... for bringing him to me...'

"Um... Heero?" he said softly. "About Wufei... I really won't... tell anyone. I want you to know that. I wouldn't hurt him."

"Yes, I know, Duo." Heero said. "You aren't that kind of person. It's something that I admire in you." Looking down at Duo, Heero said. "I've been trying to find a way to ask you something. Given the fact that you've done a lot for me already, it could seem kinda ... selfish."

Duo's eyes opened wide. "Tell me, Heero!" he said softly. 'What an angel!' snorted the demon horde. 'So sweet and honorable - NOT! Hahahahaha!' 'Shut up,' he muttered silently to them.

"This.. is this it?" Heero asked. "If so, I can accept it. It is definitely different than what I could imagine."

Duo blinked. "It?" he said, puzzled. Then a smile stole over his face. "No... no, Heero. That's not all there is... there is more..." Suddenly he shivered slightly, realizing that this was in his hands... he could have whatever twisted thing he wanted, all he had to do was tell Heero is was part of the experience... Howls of demon laughter greeted this thought. Suddenly something resembling the ghost of a conscience surfaced in him and moisture began to form on his face. "There... can be more... sex, I mean. Oh, fuck, Heero!" he said, suddenly agitated. "No, that's all there is. Your body gets excited, and it feels good, real good for a while, then you lose it and it's over... until you can do it again. Do you want there to be... more?" he said, trembling a little. "That would... that would take... love."

Heero looked down at Duo as he listened to his words. "Love," he repeated as he attempted to apply it to sex. He thought of the experiences that he had had in his life and knew that very few of them had taught him about love. Heero Yuy knew that earlier in his life, he had wanted and had given affection. He had been trained and bonded with a few. He understood what a family unit was, even though he had not had a formal one. He looked at Duo again, thinking of his time with Wufei. 'Something had been different then...' he thought. 'Or had it?'

"Duo," he said. "On the Colony with Wufei, I thought that he was seeking something. He said that this was a weakness and that I had strength enough to do it without it tainting me. I have been thinking about that while I was here. It made me wonder if what he saw was his own experiences and not mine. Being here with you, I feel as though it is different. You are seeing me." he said. He then pulled Duo up a little to look at him directly. "Yes, I want there to be more. There is more." Heero said, suddenly very sure of his words.

Duo swallowed, suddenly feeling a rush of cold fear. It was one thing to dance in the fire with this incredible being, but love... to open up to that, not simply admire from afar... to risk that again...

"We... we all see our own experiences," Duo said slowly, seeing his own. "Even you... maybe not you, Heero... maybe not you... but the rest of us... can't help it." He closed his eyes for a minute struggling with himself. Maxwell never lies, he told himself. The demons were strangely silent.

Looking into Heero's eyes, he swallowed again, licked his lips and said, "I used to know how to love... I loved someone... two, maybe three people. They all died. It didn't make sense to do it again. But... I've thought about you... more than I should have. I... I thought it was safe because you'd never want anything like this from me. I could... I could sigh and... and moan about it and... never have to stick my neck out...." I can't do this, he thought with sudden panic. Within, there was a sprinkling of demon laughter. I can't let him... but what if... what if it could work?

Trembling, Duo stopped talking and could only stare at Heero's face, wishing for either salvation or damnation to fall on him and end the tension.

Heero listened carefully to Duo's words. His eyes, senses had been honed to recognize changes. He felt Duo tremble against him as a thought became clearer to him. He leaned forward and kissed Duo deeply and without restraint. It felt like the right thing to do. 'He's afraid.' he thought. 'He wants... loves? me, and he is afraid.'

Releasing Duo from the kiss, Heero looked back at him. "You thought about me. I thought about you." he said and then pulled Duo down on the bed and moved over him. "You'll have to tell me if I'm doing it wrong... the love, I mean."

Duo looked up, trying to get a grip on what was happening. "You... you have no idea... what you're getting into... " he whispered. Breathing deeply, he slid his arms around Heero's neck and pulled him down for another kiss. Warmth spread through him at the contact. It was better than the chill of fear. Throwing himself into it, he felt the weight of Heero above him and felt warmth turn to heat and heat turn to need. "Gods... he gasped, when the kiss ended. "If I had a soul to take... I'd bet you could get it..."

For a moment, Heero looked down at Duo and said nothing. The barest hint of a smile inclined his mouth on one side. "So, what have I gotten into?" he asked, simply.

Gleefully, the demons in his head grinned and nodded. Yes, yes yes...

'He knows more,' Heero thought to himself. 'Yes, this was the best thing to do.' "What?" Heero said, looking into Duo's eyes. The expression on his face was not lost to Heero. He had seen similar looks before, but this was the first time he had been personally involved. With another person, it probably wouldn't have been worth pursuing, but this was Duo Maxwell. The American God of Death held some last little piece and Heero's heart beat a little faster, though his expression remained even.

Duo felt himself harden instantly as he even just thought about it. He also felt a twinge of purely physical fear, for the pain that would be coming, but fear of pain or death had never held him back from anything. Those were the least important fears. He cast his mind around wildly for anything in the room that he could use... then grinned a little more and just thought, fuck, go for it. There's always blood...

"Okay, first... you have to let me do something to you..." Duo said, "So you'll understand what comes next." Of all the partners he ever had - 'how many?' the demons laughed happily - he had a feeling that Heero was one who would not carry this through if he believed he was harming Duo. He had to understand, he had to know that pain wasn't all there was, when the screaming started.

Heero nodded as he listened and watched Duo carefully. "Tell me what to do." he said.

Duo smiled. He shook his head mysteriously. "Don't worry, you'll know. For now, just lay back, and... um... turn over onto your stomach..."

Heero frowned a little. He did not understand what he would know if he didn't know, but that did not stop him. He did as Duo asked and waited for further instructions.

Duo looked down at the vision that lay before him, the beautifully sculpted back and pale, curved rear, strong legs... Biting his lip, and feeling very old and evil, Duo reached down, pushing Heero's legs a little wider apart. "Now..." he breathed, "I'm just gonna give you a taste of this... the main event comes later... not much later... okay? Just relax..."

Bending over the other boy, Duo started massaging his shoulders and back, reveling in the feel of Heero's flesh, all there for his private enjoyment. He worked his hand down the boy's back, licking his lips as he followed the curve of his spine to where it began to move up and out, flaring into round smooth hemispheres. His let his fingers trail across these lightly, knowing it was a zone very sensitive to even a casual touch. He felt Heero shiver under him and nodded. Then he began massaging his butt, using a little of the strength of his hands, the hands that controlled Deathscythe so skillfully. As he worked, he began gently but firmly pushing the curves apart, running his thumb up the cleft.

Heero breathed deeply as he felt Duo's hands massage his back. This felt good too and he reminded himself to try it later. He jumped a little as he felt the sudden pleasurable contact. His body, though relaxed, tensed with a sudden surge of desire. 'Dammit Heero,' he chided himself. 'Hold it together. You're gonna scare the guy.' Taking another breath, Heero attempted to calm himself. He had visions of becoming so excited as Duo touched him and grabbing the poor guy, crawling all over him. Heero felt Duo's hands massage his rear and the strong grip felt good. He closed his eyes.

Duo smiled to himself, feeling Heero tense and relax... knowing he would tense again. He stroked his hands under and then over Heero's ass, again parting the cleft with his fingers as he stroked, and using his thumb to run along it, this time with a bit more pressure, grazing the small, puckered opening there, running his thumb around it, then continuing to stroke. He did this again and again.

Heero felt Duo's strong hands move his body on the bed. After a few moments, he got the idea that the little touch of pleasure was not accidental. He felt himself harden as the soft bed covers created just the right amount of friction to match with the pleasure he was receiving from Duo's massage. 'Maybe this is what I would know.' he thought, idly.

Duo judged Heero's level of relaxation and shook his head. This guy is just not normal, he thought. But then what else was new, he'd known that about Heero practically from their first meeting. Okay... next step. Bending down, he swiped his tongue across the small opening, leaving it wet.

Heero's eyes popped open wide as he felt the wet tongue where it should not have been. He frowned slightly as he remembered Duo's words about 'something he had not tried yet'. He squinted as his face made an expression any of the Gundam pilots would have given the wealth of a colony to see. It wasn't that the sensation did not feel good. 'It... hell.' Heero thought as his mind attempted to supply a description. Relaxing back on the bed, he contented himself with just waiting and seeing what Duo had in store for him next. Certainly, he could not have expected that in million years. 'But this is Duo.' he thought and that thought somehow comforted him.

Heero might not have felt so comforted had he been able to hear the Shinigami pilot's thoughts. 'There, *that* got your attention, didn't it, Heero love,' Duo thought with very base enjoyment. He smiled, and again it was probably good that Heero was facing the other way.

Bending down again, he parted Heero's ass and placed his mouth over the opening. He kept it there, and proceeded to let his tongue go on a little burrowing expedition.

Heero clutched at the bed sheets as he felt his body tense and relax at the same time. His heart was beating fast and his breath was doing the same. Feeling his body invaded by Duo's tongue simply blew his mind. There was no thought he could hold on to or conception he could come up with to deal with the purely physical reaction he was having. He felt his cock harden painfully as perspiration coated his entire body. With a sudden start, he realized that he could come this way.

Duo enjoyed exploring the secret places of his... friend? However, he had an agenda and was intent on getting from point A... to point B... to point C... Leaning back, he placed his index finger in his mouth, while keeping one hand on the small of Heero's back, so the other boy would not feel abandoned. When his finger was well-coated with moisture, he reached down, slowly, carefully, and placed the tip at the small, rosy entrance. He waited only the tiniest of seconds and then pushed it inside, curving to follow the inner contours. Slowly but inexorably, he continued to insert his finger into Heero's body.

Heero's eyes squeezed shut as he felt Duo's finger move pass the tight ring inside his body. As a test subject, he had had similar tests, but this was altogether different. He began to pant as he cursed himself for not dealing with this in the proper manner. 'You act like you weren't taught to endure pain...' he thought, but then heard an answer. 'This.. this is not the same thing.' he thought. His hands tightened into fists as the covers were ground in his hands. 'This is... love?' he thought, suddenly feeling very vulnerable.

"Easy," Duo breathed softly in Heero's ear. He felt the reactions, saw them, judged the right time to withdraw, and when to enter again. Bending down, he kissed what he thought at that moment was the most erotic thing he had ever seen - the nape of Heero's neck, as the perfect soldier sprawled on his stomach, fists clenched, slowly writhing with Duo's touch.

Closing his eyes, Duo concentrated, reaching for a sense he had discovered long ago, using a talent that he had been blessed and cursed with, to find, quickly and accurately, the thing he was seeking inside his partner, the area where pressure and friction would create the most intense waves of pleasure he had experienced.

Heero gasped as he felt Duo's finger touch the pleasure center inside his body. He groaned loudly, feeling his entire body come alive. He trembled as his hips rocked on their own accord. His eyes closed to thin slits as he gave up control in same manner that he had self-destructed his mobile suit. His unruly dark hair plastered itself around his face as he took deep, short breaths feeling his body move to its conclusion.

Bending over him tenderly, Duo watched Heero shake under his touch, moving his hand, giving the Japanese boy as much pleasure as he could, with precise and remarkable skill. Like riding a bicycle, the thought tumbled among others, mostly just how incredibly beautiful the young man under him was, how incredibly alive, how intensely *there*... dancing his finger inside - one would be enough, this time - he bent and kissed the back of Heero's neck again, whispering, "Come for me, Heero..."

Heero shivered as he felt Duo's lips on his neck. A part of him wanted more. Then, he heard Duo's words, his voice. Heero felt his body respond as if commanded. He cried out and felt the incredible sensation of his body squeezing Duo's trapped finger as his cock gushed his seed out onto the bed. Afterwards, Heero fell back against the bed both shaken and shaking. He swallowed and turned his head towards where Duo was feeling his body drained of energy.

Duo slid his finger gently out and bent to kiss the soft skin beside where it had been, just once, lightly. Then he moved back and up by Heero, watching his face turn towards him. The expression in those eyes was enough to nail Duo to the spot for a moment. In his mind, there was a sudden, loud, angry roar from the blackest depths... NO! Your soul is MINE!!! but it was too late for anything to stop. Duo felt his words of earlier come back... If I *had* one...

Leaning down, he brushed the tangled locks of hair away from Heero's face and then kissed him as tenderly as if he were a child.

Lifting his face, he said softly, "How was that?"

Heero felt Duo's hand brush his hair back. It felt good and solid. He looked up at Duo as his words sank into his mind. He tried to think of an answer as he looked into the American's eyes. He nodded. "Good," he rasped in answer as he felt parts of him were scattered in the room. 'Gotta .... regroup,' he thought, laying his head back down on the bed. He looked up at Duo, fastening on his image as an anchor.

Duo smiled slightly. "Yeah... it looked like you were... um... enjoying it. You looked... incredible, Heero. Actually you still do. You always do..." he said, then tried to put a rein on his mouth, knowing he was babbling a bit too much. The smile curved a bit more, as his eyebrows tilted. "Um... that was, actually... kind of the prologue... to something else..." he said. "But there's no hurry. You want me to get you anything? Water?"

Heero looked up at Duo and nodded. "Yes," he rasped again and then swallowed.

Duo got up and went quickly to the bathroom, looking around for a cup, but they didn't exactly have belongings, as escaped Oz prisoners in exile. So he bent and took a long drink from the faucet, then came back and pressed his lips to Heero's letting the water pass from his mouth to the other boy.

Heero swallowed the water and brought his hands up to hold Duo to him as he claimed Duo's mouth in a long, deep kiss. Moving back, he looked into Duo's eyes. "I don't know how you do it, Duo." Heero said, still holding the Deathscythe pilot's shoulders. "... Make yourself vulnerable like that. I wanted you to know... I admire you for that."

Duo blinked, not sure what the words 'admire' and vulnerable' had to do with himself. "Uh... thanks..." he said, settling down beside Heero with an arm around him. "Uh... you know, I almost," - for certain! - "...feel like I am taking advantage of you..." he laughed, then made himself shut up. "I mean... um...." he trailed off, wondering what it would be like to drowned in a lake as deep, dark blue as Heero's eyes.

"Why would you want to take advantage of me?" Heero asked. Duo's arm felt good, like another anchor. He slid his arm around Duo's waist.

Duo tried to swallow a slightly hysterical laugh. "Why.. why wouldn't I?" he said, then decided to look at something else, to see if it would help get his brain back online. Looked at the ceiling, looked back down. Nope. Didn't help. "I feel like... like you are... trusting me..." he answered softly, the idea itself sending a few chills of fear through him.

"I do trust you," Heero said. He looked over at Duo. "The reason I asked why you would want to take advantage of me was because I'm just a guy.. Nothing special."

Duo stared at Heero for a moment. Then he said, "Number one, you're wrong, but number two, Heero, when it comes to this, there are people out there who would take advantage of a cockroach... they get off on it. Don't talk like this, you're scaring me."

Heero looked back at Duo, slightly puzzled. Finally, he shrugged. Reaching up, he took Duo's face in his hand. "Was that it?" he asked. "I could do that with you."

Duo had to think for a moment, rather difficult in his present state of mind, but finally he thought he understood what Heero meant. "Um... yes... and no. I wanted you to experience that, well, because I thought you might get off on it, and because I wanted you to know, when I asked you to do... what I want you to do... to me..."

Just talking about it made a flush like wildfire spread through his body... he wondered if his face were going to glow like a red lantern. Taking a deep breath he attempted to regain a modicum of cool.

Heero took a deep breath. "Ok," he said. "So, there is more... something else. What do you want me to do to you, Duo?"

Duo swallowed... suddenly he felt dizzy. It seemed so easy just a little while ago...

Snickers from the demon chorus let him know he was still not alone in his own head, as if he ever was.

"Um... you have all the pieces now," he said, unable to keep his expression from becoming both feral and somewhat skittish. "All you have to do..." he said, reaching down to trail light fingers down Heero's cock, "Is put 'em together..."

Heero looked down for a second, then back up to Duo. He felt his cock spring to life when Duo touched it. Suddenly, he had another piece to the puzzle. Heero's arm around Duo tightened as he pulled the American closer to him.

Leaning over, Heero kissed the corner of Duo's mouth. He then traced the outline of Duo's lips with his tongue, feeling more of himself return. He parted Duo's mouth and slid his tongue deep into Duo's throat. Heero then placed his hand at Duo's neck as he kissed him. Feeling like things were clicking into place, Heero slid his hand down Duo's chest and over his stomach. He did not stop until he reached Duo's exposed cock. Grasping him, Heero squeezed Duo gently.

Duo gasped, hardening instantly. He could feel the shift as Heero went from 'pupil' (and victim) to being once more in control of the situation, a role that Duo knew Heero excelled in... almost inhumanly so...

The thought sent shivers through him, as it had earlier. Swallowing, he looked up at the perfect soldier, waiting to see what he would do.

Heero looked at Duo as he allowed his eyes to drop to Duo's mouth. "So, Maxwell," he said softly. "You did take advantage of me." His hands slid up and into Duo's boxers. In one fluid motion, Heero removed the material from Duo's waist exposing him. He then reached up and removed Duo's tee-shirt. Placing one hand on Duo's chest, Heero pushed him back onto the bed. "I think I understand now. It's my turn." he said, leaning over and licking the Shinigami pilot's chest.

Closing his eyes, Heero tasted Duo's warm skin and then closed his mouth over Duo's nipple. He marveled at how the small bud of flesh hardened under the assault of his tongue.

Duo felt his heart all but stop at Heero's words - "my turn" - then he felt his heat rise further as the Wing pilot stripped him with the efficiency of a soldier. The feel of Heero's mouth on his skin drove him further over the edge.

"H-Heero..." he gasped. Oh god, he could suddenly envision Heero methodically doing every single thing he had done to Heero, and in the exact same order. "Heero!" he said, and his voice was definitely nervous, as well as very aroused.

Heero moved to the other side of Duo's body as he completed his assault on the young man's body. Moving his mouth over Duo's chest, Heero made it up to his neck, licking and tasting Duo's flesh. "Yeah," he replied in a growled as he attacked Duo's neck again.

Duo found himself grabbing for Heero's shoulders, just so he could have something solid to cling to. The hot, wet mouth on his skin felt so good... Duo's head tilted back, exposing himself further.

Heero moved on top of Duo. He enjoyed the feel of his body beneath him. This warmth was something he was not accustomed to experiencing. Looking down at Duo, Heero felt their naked bodies so alike, move against each other. "How does that feel to you, Duo?" he asked, brushing his lips over Duo's.

"Oh... Christ!" Duo half gasped, half growled. "It feels... it feels fucking indecent!" The weight of Heero on top of him, the sensation of his skin against Duo's cock... Duo felt the flames of hell licking his body as he looked up at the terrifying and beautiful vision over him.

"Hmm, yeah," Heero replied. "You never answered my question, Duo." he said as he licked Duo's ear. Again, Heero found himself enjoying the experience.

Duo shivered, squirming under Heero's imprisoning body. "Whu-what? What ... question?!"

"What," Heero said, kissing Duo's lips. "... do you want me to do 'to' you..." he said.

Oh gods, he wants me to say it, Duo thought, his face flushing. Licking his lips, he lifted his head to try and kiss Heero back. "... come on..." he whispered harshly. "You... know..."

Heero moved forward and captured Duo's mouth. He kissed Duo deeply, holding nothing back. Yes, he had an idea and the thought of it increased his passion ten-fold. Pressing his pelvis down onto Duo, Heero ground his hardened flesh against him. He broke the kiss abruptly, reaching between he and Duo's bodies to grasp him again. Heero stroked Duo feeling that indecency that Duo had spoken of earlier. "Twisted," he said. softly.

"Oh..." Duo half moaned, half sobbed. "Gods, Heero..." His back arched as he responded to the firm touch on his cock. 'I've created... a monster... but gods, what a monster...'

The horde of demons responded by clapping and cheering.

Bending over him, Heero took Duo's flesh into his mouth. He was surprised and pleased as he tasted Duo. A thought sprang to mind and Heero closed his mouth around Duo's shaft creating a warm, wet vacuum as he moved his head up and down. Reaching under his chin, Heero cupped the soft sac of Duo's body, feeling the weight in his hand.

Duo cried out, something inside him breaking as the beautiful young man began to taste him. This was something he hadn't even dared to think about, and the reality of it was blowing his mind into a million shards of shattered Death God. Suddenly, he realized he could not hold himself, and his body jerked, releasing his essence into Heero's waiting mouth, as Duo cried out, arching his back, his head moving from side to side as the incoherent syllables poured from his throat. "N-nooo! No! Oh... HEERO!"

Heero felt the warm, salty liquid in his mouth and swallowed as much of it as he could. He opened his eyes to see the expression on Duo's face and wondered if that is what Duo or Wufei saw in him. Some of the wetness covered Heero's hand and he swiped it with his tongue as he moved up next to Duo. Gathering Duo in his arms, Heero pulled him against his chest. "It's a start," he said, quietly, a promise in his tone.

Duo clung to Heero, burrowing his head into the other boy's chest, his whole body shaking as he sobbed softly. Slowly his breathing slowed and the sounds stopped but he did not lift his head or let go. There wasn't enough of him left inside to hear the demons hordes celebrating his disintegration.

Heero held on to Duo tightly. He could now understand fully how Duo felt. He tried to provide for Duo what he had received and needed... a strong shoulder...

Duo had no idea how long he stayed there, clinging to Heero's shoulder as if it were the only stable substance in the universe. After a while he felt his body relax and begin to unclench. Then a bit later, he felt something wet on his face and let go to wipe at it, absently. Blinking, he came back to where he was, then immediately felt mortified that he had somehow lost it so badly. Taking a deep breath, he released his hold on Heero with his other hand and moved back a little, trying to find his way back to some version of Duo Maxwell who could handle this, or anything.

"Uh..." he said, trying to get his voice started. He sounded hoarse even in his own ears. "Um... th-thanks. I'm... I'm okay now."

Heero watched Duo as he regained some of himself. He nodded in answer to Duo's thanks, but did not speak. Again, he could understand. He had done the same just a few minutes ago. "Do you want something to drink?" he asked.

Duo laughed, a short, somewhat rusty sounding laugh. "No... told you, I'm okay," he said, swallowing. "I don't know why... I lost it like that... must be... out of practice..." he said with a somewhat cynical sounding ghost of his customary humor.

'Good comeback,' one of his demons remarked, making him feel like shit.

Heero thought it over as the new information settled into his head. "Oh... it gets better? The recovery? Hmmm. So, how do you shut it down and at which point?" he asked.

Duo sat up, eyes blazing, grabbing Heero's wrist, with his mouth open to retort... and the words died on his lips as he stared into those deep blue eyes. He just froze for a moment, staring. "Heero..." said, as if this was the answer to a silent question. Letting go Heero's wrist, he dropped his eyes.

"I was... I shouldn't have said that," he said, looking at his knees. "I was... being flip, you know? I'm not .. used to you... taking everything I say so seriously. Uh, usually you blow me off."

Heero nodded. "Usually, you say blow-off stuff." he said. "You are American. This.. this is something I don't have a lot of information on... not in a personal way. It isn't exactly needed for fighting. You know. I don't. That's why I'm listening." he explained.

Duo shot Heero a look from under strands of loose hair. He tried to make it a quick one - look too long and you'll be caught again, he thought. Then he got up from the low mattress and walked a pace or two away from the bed, facing the wall, ignoring the fact that he was only dressed in that long braid of chestnut hair.

"So what am I, an encyclopedia?" he said to the wall. "A training manual?" 'Actually...' a part of him thought, but he was way too disturbed by the riot of his emotions to follow it. "So this isn't needed for fighting? A lot you know, soldier boy. Where I grew up, this was as much a part of fighting, or survival, as learning to make a shiv from a piece of old metal."

Heero drew his knees up to his chest and folded his arms around them. He watched Duo and his reactions to things, finding him more interesting than he had thought. A part of him wanted to do something like throw Duo to the ground or anything that might help him get back to what would be considered normal. Duo seemed to be in much pain and conflict. 'We all have this,' Heero concluded silently.

Hearing nothing but his own heartbeat, Duo nodded, his lips twisting slightly. "Back to the silent Heero Yuy, I see," he said to the wall. "Figures. You're too good in bed to be human, so I guess nothing's changed."

Heero unfolded his legs and arose from the bed in one fluid motion. He was standing behind Duo before he knew it. His hands went to Duo's shoulders, not knowing what would help, but understanding Duo's words, especially those about silence. "Something's changed, Duo." Heero replied. "You may not see it, but I'm feeling it. I'm just doing things the way I do 'em. I can see that that might be hurting you, though. I don't want to hurt you."

Duo spun around at the first touch of Heero's hand on his shoulder. He stared at the other boy with violet eyes wide and brows draw together. Heero's words... he heard them. They tore at his heart, and the damned organ was already in bad shape. He grabbed Heero's arms and shook him.

"Nobody does this to me..." Shinigami said. "Not... anymore..."

Then he kissed Heero, unable to restrain himself from it. Hunger, fire, pain and death... all in that kiss.

Without hesitation, Heero kissed Duo back. His hands encircled Duo's waist and lifted the other boy from the floor, pushing him back against the wall while they kissed. Leaning against Duo, Heero felt his cock harden and ache painfully. He moved against Duo, grinding his hips against the Deathscythe pilot. Once again, he felt that dizzy blindness overtake him. Instead of getting better at controlling it, it seemed to be getting worse.

Lifted and pushed against the wall, Duo's gears shifted again, and suddenly he was back in high heat mode. Heero... his mouth, his body... his cock rubbing against Duo's... Two arms moved around Heero's neck , holding him. Duo felt the perfect soldier grinding into him and he moved his hips, working from side to side under Heero, adding to the friction. Gasping for air, Duo started laughing... a wild, crazy sound. He buried his hand in Heero's thick hair, then trailed his fingers down the back of his neck. Leaning close, he kissed Heero's neck, then moved his lips to the other boy's ear. Whispering, he said, answering a question Heero probably forgot he'd asked, "I want you to *fuck* me, Heero..."

Heero felt the touch of Duo's mouth on his neck and shivered once again. Hearing Duo's words, Heero growled moving his hands down and around the smooth curves of Duo's ass. He squeezed Duo hard and pressed against him at the same time.

Duo chuckled low in his throat. "Yeah..." he whispered again. "Now you understand... don't you?"

Leaning his forehead on Duo's shoulder for a moment, Heero nodded. "I understand." he said as if accepting a mission. Breathing hard, Heero lifted Duo up and took him to the bed. His eyes travelled over Duo's body and Heero began to put all of the pieces together.

Duo lay back against the bed, looking up. His heart was beating very fast and hard, exactly the way it did when he was going into a battle where the odds were overwhelmingly against him. He let his eyes travel over the incredible body of Heero Yuy, fastening finally on his cock and balls. The Japanese boy was already there. Closing his eyes for a moment, Duo breathed a quick, silent prayer to the gods in Hell. He then forced his eyes to go up to Heero's face. There, he saw what he needed. Sitting up, Duo lifted his left hand to his mouth and bit down hard on the soft flesh of his palm. It hurt like hell, and the blood rose to the surface quickly. He reached out and took Heero's hand and began smearing his fingers with blood. As he did so, he held those deep blue eyes with his own.

"You need to stretch me... it's been a while. But don't take too long. Got it?" he said, turning to kneel on the mattress, looking over his shoulder for a last look at Heero's face.

Heero watched Duo with some fascination. He felt the blood, Duo's blood, on his fingers and he frowned. He had questions, but let them go as he heard Duo's instructions to him. He watched Duo move and his eyes fastened for a moment on Duo's rear. When Duo looked over his shoulder at him, Heero found the vision to be compelling. The long braid had fallen to one side of Duo's body like a decadent ornament. Heero nodded once to Duo, then moved up on the bed behind him. He parted Duo's flesh and slid his finger carefully along the small opening just as Duo had done to him earlier.

Duo's back arched and his eyes closed tightly, feeling the warm, slightly wet, sticky intrusion. God, had he seriously promised himself never to do this again? So much for sacred vows.

A howling wave of cackles and cheers rose from the demon choir in his head. 'We knew!' they crowed. 'You're such a slut!' Eyes still tightly closed, Duo leaned back against Heero's hand, helping him impale... himself. His body shuddered slightly, and a wave of heat swept over him, hardening his organ like a rock. Even in the dim light, the flush on his skin was visible as it spread.

Heero felt and saw Duo move back against his hand. Again, a new sensation etched itself into his memory. He could 'feel' inside another person's body. The tight ring inside clutched at his finger as it offered a small protest. Heero felt the moment when it relaxed and then he inserted another inside of Duo. There was a small protest again and then Heero felt Duo's body relax again.

"Aahhh..." Duo half groaned, half gasped as the second digit entered his body. Gods of Hell, he was too tight... this would never... yes, yes it will, he told himself. Remember... Biting his lip, he didn't feel the perspiration that formed on his forehead and body, but again forced himself back, pushing past where Heero might have stopped. Inside, he felt himself awakening to another level as the pain throbbed and tore at him. No cries, not yet. Never cry out from the pain, only the pleasure...

Heero began moving his fingers slowly in and out of Duo's body. Reaching down with his free hand, he squeezed himself relieving some of the pressure. Moving closer to Duo, Heero remembered his warning of not taking too long. He knew what he was going to do and he struggled with it for a moment, knowing that he was going to hurt Duo. 'Just do it, Heero.' he told himself and then placed his cock against Duo's rear. It was the only warning he could give. Moving his fingers out of Duo's ass, Heero moved himself up and pressed the head of his cock against Duo's opening. Just that much, left Heero totally engulfed in heat. He pressed forward, feeling Duo's body part.

When Duo felt the hot flesh of Heero's cock, he dug his fingers into the mattress, clenching his fists in it. His body was licked with flames of fire and pain, but there it was, the flame of pleasure, mingling in, promising... he'll go slow, Duo knew, and that would not work. Braced with his grip on the mattress, Duo heaved his body back suddenly, taking Heero's whole length, and clenching his teeth as he felt his body tear and rip. Then he fell forward a little way, letting an inch or so emerge. There would be red on Heero's cock, around it... but even as he swallowed his screams of pain, the warm wet liquid eased the huge object's passage. Almost... soon...

Heero's eyes widened with surprise as he felt the impact of Duo rear against his lower stomach. There was the additional shock of the incredibly tight space that surrounded his swollen organ as well which felt both wonderful and slightly painful at the same time. Heero looked down at Duo and felt his arousal soar to new levels. Suddenly, he knew all there was to know... all that was important to know about how people fit together. 'Mission complete,' his mind said, and Heero laughed.

Placing his hands around Duo's hips, he rocked forward moving all of him into Duo with one thrust. "Oh Duo," Heero breathed as he began moving, rocking in and out of Maxwell's body. Heero's senses were taken by the incredible feeling of his body in Duo's as well as the thought that he was this close to another human being. His hips moved in and out of Duo, stealing all other thought.

Duo didn't notice the slight trickle of blood from a bitten lip, didn't notice anything except the feeling of having the most beautiful man in the universe buried deep inside him. His body screamed and strained... and then suddenly, like breaking through a wall of glass, he was swept with a wave of pleasure that rang out from the meeting of their bodies and filled him with the most intense sensations... Hero's voice breathing his name sounded like a clarion in his ears, through the drumming of his blood. As the perfect one moved inside him, the wave grew, and Duo suddenly arched, threw his head back, and a sound between a laugh and a scream emerged from his throat. He felt his body take over, and danced on Heero's cock, wringing every pulse of sensation, pleasure and pain, from the joining, eyes closed, mouth open, head back urging his partner to escalate ... faster, harder...

Heero held on to Duo's hips as he thrust into him. His body felt on fire and when Duo screamed Heero grit his teeth. He began moving faster and harder into Duo's body, as waves of pleasure rolled over him. Closing his eyes, he felt the impact of their bodies shake him. Heero started to feel himself close to the edge. His fingers dug into the soft skin of Duo's hips as he suddenly drove forward, burying himself deep into Duo as he felt the warm liquid bathe the inside of Shinigami's body. Circling his arms around Duo, Heero held on to him like a lifeline. "Duo." Heero groaned, as he shuddered, Duo's name sounding like the answer to everything.

As Heero thrust into him, Duo came, shuddering, screaming, releasing all the pain and anger, all the bitterness, all the suppressed tears, all the fear... *all* the fear, all of it seemed to pass from his body in an explosion of pleasure and light. For a few seconds, he was poised between consciousness and unconsciousness, but the sound of his name on Heero's lips pulled him back from oblivion.

After a while, Duo realized he was lying, flattened, with Hero collapsed on top of him, neither of them moving. His ass felt like it had been ripped open with a buzz-saw, and the sensation caused a smile of pure satisfaction to spread across his flushed face. Closing his eyes, he took one deep breath, then another, letting the oxygen in to cleanse and fuel his body. After the fifth, he said softly, "Heero..." and was pleased that a sound came out, even though it was raspy, raw and husky from the punishment he'd put his vocal cords through.

Heero heard his voice in a way that he had never heard it before. Leaning his head down, he kissed Duo's neck. "Are you ok?" he asked against Duo's ear.

A shred of a laugh emerged from Duo. "No, I'm dead and in hell.... it's nice... and warm here..." he laughed again. "There's a huge, sexy demon laying on me... he weighs about a ton and he has his huge... club stuck up my ass..."

Heero chuckled. "I'll move," he said, shifting his weight "But I'm enjoying it here."

Duo winced, his breath catching. "Easy..." Then Heero heard him breathe more easily. "Mmm... yeah, better." Duo wasn't trying to whisper but his voice was pretty much gone by now.

He used the last of his strength to roll onto his side, so he could see the blue-eyed Japanese boy. His expression was peaceful... finally peaceful. He reached out and touched Heero's cheek.

Heero watched Duo move and saw the expression in his face. He felt the touch of Duo's fingers on his cheek. It felt good, too. "I admire you." he said. "You took..."

Duo ran his finger across Heero's lips, silencing him. "Don't..." he whispered, but he was smiling slightly. "Don't tell me how much you 'admire' me. Tell me you enjoyed it. Lie to me. Tell me that.... oh, tell me I'm the fuck of the century, I don't care. Just not 'admire'..."

Heero kissed Duo's fingers as he placed them on his lips. He heard Duo's words and understood them. He looked up at Duo and said, "Duo, I see no reason to lie to you. I loved it this much." Heero leaned forward and pressed his mouth to Duo's, kissing him slowly and deeply.

Duo relaxed into the kiss, his response very enthusiastic... but also sweet. It was as if his demons had been burned out of him... for a while.

At last he found himself looking at Heero. "There are things I need to tell you about me," he said, still in that raspy half-whisper. "Um, for one thing, I'm crazy. I've been certified at least once. Prof G said it didn't matter, in fact it would help with what we had to do. It doesn't... it's not a big deal, I mean I don't froth at the mouth or anything... usually," he said with a hint of the Maxwell humor. "While you were... doin' whatever you were doin', being a science experiment, or assassin or whatever, I was trying to stay alive on L2. It's a rather boring story. But it left me with some baggage."

Heero tilted his head up to Duo. Reaching out, he touched Duo's face, brushing Duo's cheek with the back of his hand. "All of us are fucked up." he said. "What kind of baggage?"

"Yeah, yeah, I know we're all fucked, I'm not sayin' I'm special or anything," Duo said. "As for what kind... well," he laughed again, though it was more air than sound. "When you... when you indicated you wanted a sex instructor... well.. look, Heero, I've done a lot of things to stay alive, and that includes sell myself. My body, I mean. Not my soul... never did anything to anyone else, just myself. For a while I thought it was... um... well nor normal but I didn't think anything about it. Then some things happened," he said, skipping over large chunk of the story, "and some nice people tried to help me. They never condemned me, but they taught me that what I'd done was wrong. I didn't buy into all of it, but it, kind of stuck with me. They taught me about God and Satan and heaven and hell. Well, it didn't take me very long to figure out where I really belonged, in spite of what the nice people tried to say."

Heero listed carefully to what Duo said. His opinions of Americans and certain philosophies did not change. "Is this taught to all Americans?" he asked.

"Oh get over it," Duo said. "I guess. It's not them that were wrong, it's me. But I told you I didn't buy into all of it. It just gave me a reference point. I don't wear those clothes," he gestured vaguely, "because I'm religious. I wear 'em to honor the people who tried to do right. They got killed for no reason. For a while I thought it was because they helped me... like I was bad luck."

Heero nodded, thinking about what Duo told him. "You're not bad luck." he said. "It's good to honor your elders, though. Even though you might disagree with what they say." He then looked up at Duo. "Was that what you had to tell me?"

Duo gazed at Heero. He nodded. "Heero, I've never talked to anybody about this. Prof G knows because... he knows. I don't even know how he found some of the stuff out that he knows about me. But aside from one long... examination, he never made me talk about it. I'm telling you because you deserve to know... what you are getting involved with."

"Hmm," Heero said. "I understand. I'm well trained and badly socialized. Sometimes I try and think what it would be to be like you are, but it doesn't work for me. I'm not a 'perfect soldier'. I'm a Gundam pilot."

Duo looked back into Heero's eyes, smiling slightly, hearing these words. "I hear you," he said. "I do. And you know what? We're exactly alike." He reached over and took Heero's hand. "Hi," he said. "I'm a Gundam pilot too."

Squeezing Duo's hand, Heero pulled him over and kissed Duo hard. "I like being in your body. I have never felt so... over the top before. You nearly drove me crazy and you are the first person who has made me feel dizzy, hot, helpless and strong at the same time."

Duo blushed - yes blushed - and looked down. "Um... I'm not used to Heero Yuy having so much to say," he rasped softly. He took a deep breath and let it out. "I'm not going to be able to keep from loving you."

Heero nodded. "I hope you think that's a good idea."

Duo tightened his grip on Heero's hand. "I think it's a very bad idea. We're both likely to get killed at any time. But what can ya do?"

"Just this," Heero said, kissing Duo deeply again.

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