The Gift

*** December 19, 9:12 a.m. ***

“AAAAA!” The frustrated scream echoed throughout the house as a thick pad of paper went flying through the air and fine black strands were painfully twisted into knots.

Trowa blinked and remarked to the air, “The first Christmas sucks.” Wufei let out a strangled whimper and let his head fall gracelessly to the kitchen table.

“Can’t think of a gift for Duo?” Quatre asked sympathetically, patting Wufei on the back in an effort to comfort him. Wufei let out a small cry as he nodded, twisting his hair around his hands in a futile effort to think.

“What did you guys give Heero and Zechs for *your* first Christmas?” Wufei asked, looking up to his friends hopefully for guidance in this first-time relationship.

“Heero gave me handcuffs,” Trowa said nonchalantly, pushing his scrambled eggs around in his plate in an almost *too* casual manner.

“What for?” Wufei’s brows drew together in a knot as he puzzled over this.

“So I could handcuff him,” Trowa replied, retreating farther than normal behind his bangs.

“Why would he want to do *that*?” Wufei probed further into the question, trying to figure out *why* the two would want to play with handcuffs.

“Because we wanted to play Cops and Robbers,” Trowa threw out in exasperation. He sighed loudly as he saw Wufei’s lips begin to form the ‘why’. “For cripes sake Wufei! We screwed like mad for our first Christmas!”

“Oh.” Wufei’s voice was very small and weak as he slumped farther down in his chair. “I don’t know if Duo would *like* handcuffs…” His voice trailed off and he turned to Quatre, assuming the blond would lend some guidance in a non-sexual sense. “What did you and Zechs get each other?”

“Um, well, he took me out for a day and night on the town and…er…” Quatre was blushing madly as he mumbled out, “Well, it was getting late so I suggested we stay at a hotel and…” Certain memories gave Quatre the personification of a tomato.

Wufei looked at him desperately, “Is that ALL couples do for Christmas? Have sex?”

“Duh.”

Wufei glared up at the French/Latino man, liberally adding ketchup to his scrambled eggs. “Jerk.”

“Virgin.”

*That* stung quite a bit and Wufei turned to Quatre, demanding of him, “What should I get Duo? Should I get him something, you know…or like a book or something?”

Trowa rolled his eyes to the ceiling as he remarked, “Nothing like a book to turn ya on!”

“Would you be quiet?” Wufei fumed at him. “I seriously need help on what to get Duo! I…” Wufei’s eyes gentled at the thought of Duo, a soft smile crossing across his features. “I want to get him something that will let him know how much I love him. Duo’s special, guys. He’s…he’s like a dream come true for me. I *know* it sounds stupid but it is. I only dreamed that I could love someone-that someone could love *me*…and then Duo…” Wufei’s trailed off and he promptly flushed a brilliant scarlet, surprised at his own rather poetic expression of emotion. Over his head, Quatre and Trowa exchanged a meaningful glance, both conveying a mutual idea.

A slight smirk touching at his features, Trowa clamped a hand down on Wufei’s shoulder and announced, “Wufei, we know *exactly* what you can get Duo!”

#@#@#@

*** December 23, 2:01 p.m. ***

“I wanna know what’s going and I wanna know NOW!” Duo raged at Quatre as the blond rushed passed him, his arms full of mysteriously shaped packages.

“All in good time, Duo,” Quatre assured him.

Duo swore he saw red then. “You and Trowa and ‘Fei have all been running around like maniacs for the past week and giggling like lunatics whenever you see me! And whenever I walk into a room, you all shut up and as soon as I leave, you start laughin’ and talkin’ again! Where’s the justice in THAT, Mr. Justice Freak?” Duo demanded of his boyfriend as Wufei tried to slip past him.

“Duo…” Wufei paused and turned towards his boyfriend, brushing his bangs out his face affectionately. “I promise, you’ll understand in only a few days.”

“But I wanna know NOW!” Duo whined, leaning into Wufei’s embrace, unable to hide his pleasure in Wufei’s touch.

“In a few days,” Wufei assured him. “I *promise*!” And with that, Wufei bent down and swiftly captured the American boy’s lips in a chaste, sweet kiss.

“Uhm!” Duo melted against Wufei, clinging to the boy as he felt the awakened heat of arousal rushing through his veins. “Fei,” he whimpered out.

“Ahem!” the lovers broke apart to see Quatre shaking his head at them in mock disapproval. “*So* sorry to interrupt, but Wufei, you’ve got work to do!”

Wufei nodded his understanding at Quatre before turning back to his lover as assuring him once more, “*Soon*, Duo. I promise.”

And then, he left Duo standing in the middle of the hall with an enraged expression on his face.

#@#@#@

*** December 24, 11:45 p.m. ***

“Wufei! I’m ready for my present,” Duo called loudly, entering their shared bedroom and bouncing up and down on the tips of his toes impatiently. *Finally* he’d be able to see what Wufei and the other two boys had been so secretive about for the past week! Duo’s eyes narrowed as he gazed around the room. Strange, there was no sign of the Asian anywhere. Duo’s frown deepened. Wufei had *better* show up or else he would no longer have a boyfriend! “WUFEI! Where are you?” Duo bellowed finally, grown tired with waiting.

Wufei’s muffled voice issued from somewhere-where, Duo couldn’t decipher. “Open the envelope!”

For the first time, Duo noticed a thick, cream-colored envelope on the middle of the bed; the cream color contrasting sharply with the vivid red of the bedspread Duo had chosen himself. An intrigued smile on his face, Duo quickly jumped atop the bed, happily settling himself as he ripped the envelope open, tossing the ripped envelope to the floor without a second glance.

Duo…

I love you. You know I do. You…you’re everything to me. I’m not just writing this down because that’s what lovers do in books…I mean every word of it. I love you; Duo Maxwell and I want to make love to you.

And yes, I managed to write that without a nosebleed occurring.

I love everything about you from the way your eyes light up when you laugh to the way you’re able to keep us all from succumbing to depression. I love you because you’re always able to put on a smile; because you stand up for everything you believe in; because you taught me how to smile again. Remember when you first met me? I was so solemn then, I didn’t know what it was to laugh, how to open up…I didn’t even believe in love. You’ve changed all that, Duo. You taught me everything first hand about friendship, love and happiness. If it wasn’t for you, I swear I’d be dead by now by my own hand. Duo, you’ve saved me from myself. How could I not love you, even if it were only for that?

But, how could you love me? Duo, the first time I saw you cry was the day you told me that you cared. I still don’t know why you cried; from happiness you say. But…how could you be happy that the likes of me loved you? I’m not half as good as you and still; to this day you insist I’ve done so much good for you.

Thank you.

You are truly, a dream come true for me. You don’t know what it costs me each night to close my eyes, always fearing when I wake up, I will truly wake up and you will be gone.

Is it all a dream, Duo?

Or is it a reality?

Show me.

I love you.

There was no need for a signature, for who else would write something like this? Duo sat there, trembling with sheer happiness as he clutched the sheet of paper to his heart, never realizing as another sheet fluttered down from the paper currently in his grasp. “Fei?” Duo finally managed to creak out, tears falling in perfect droplets from his eyes as he blinked rapidly. “Are you…there…?” Duo’s voice trailed off as he noticed the second sheet of paper. Snuffling loudly, he picked it up to read with trembling hands.

I’m sure by now you understand how much I love you. But, have you any idea how much I desire you? I know you believe you are undesirable because you were rejected once. But just one time, Duo. By someone who didn’t even care.

But I do. And I want you, my Duo. I want you more than anything I’ve ever wanted in my life. In our first meeting, you asked, rather sharply what I was staring at. I never told you the truth; I only snapped that I was thinking unlike some people-did I ever tell you I was sorry for that implication? The truth is, Duo that I was staring at you. You jumped out of Deathscythe’s cockpit, grinning and waving like an idiot as you clambered down. And I glanced up at Heero’s nod in your direction, expecting-I don’t know what I expected, but it wasn’t you. And then, I saw you. And I swear, my heart stopped then. You were truly beautiful that afternoon, even though you were streaked with dirt and grime. I don’t think I even noticed the black streaks on your face, your smile lit up the whole area around you so much. And then, when you finally reached the ground and were in front of me, you shocked me with your eyes.

I love your eyes, Duo. They’re a beautiful violet color that darken and lighten constantly with your moods. And that day, they were aglow with friendliness. Duo, I swear it was then that I first began to remember what it was like to want someone.

In the days and months that followed, I began to know you better. And even if I didn’t always show it, I respected you immensely and valued your friendship greatly. And the whole time, I was suppressing the urge to not just give up on honor and jump you right in public. And then…before I was quite aware of it, I was in love with you.

And that just makes you more desirable than ever before.

Even as I write this, your whole being is brought before me and I am thoroughly wracked with desire. I want you Duo Maxwell.

I want to make love to you, I want to give you a gift that will exceed any other gift you have and ever will receive.

You will find a box full of outfits on the floor besides my side of the bed. Put the first one on and withdraw the letter from the pocket if you wish to continue. If not…

I love you anyway.

Duo sat still on the bed, thoroughly enticed by what Wufei had planned for him. He was absolutely oblivious to whatever the plan may be, but dammit, he wanted Wufei just as much as Wufei was insisting he wanted him! Eyes still wet from the heartfelt depth of the letters, Duo leaned over the side of the bed and pulled the surprisingly heavy box onto the bed beside him and slowly began to open it…

#@#@#@

*** December 25, 12:07 a.m. ***

Duo gazed in open-mouth astonishment at the elaborate get-up he was wearing. After a few moments of blushing and another few moments of confusion, he’d managed to get his costume on. Duo was currently dressed as Southern belle in a dress that made the words ‘Scarlett O’Hara’ come screaming to his mind. He was wearing a dark red dress, his favorite color, Duo had noted with appreciation as he smoothed the velvety fabric down against his…hoops. Yes, to Duo’s intense horror, he’d found a complete get-up of stays, drawers, hoops, the works! After about fifteen minutes, he’d managed to get everything on and getting into the spirit of things, had brushed out his braid and piled the gleaming chestnut strands high atop his head. Now, hoping that the next costume would be less intricate, he managed to sit down without his skirts shooting up his knees and quickly opened the next envelope.

Duo…

Imagine it’s the America of 1862, in the midst of the Civil War. Families are torn apart, every day brings more deaths than the one before. It’s a horrible, cursed existence, colored dark red with the blood of many. And still, through the darkness, two souls manage to find light within each other.

One of them is a Southern belle, you my love. And the other is a Yankee…me. In this world, they are doomed to hate each other. And still…they’ve fallen in love.

Now, it’s the night before the Yankees burn Atlanta. You’re scared, afraid of what might happen to me, afraid of what might happen to your family. It’s late and the city is alive with light and sounds as people frantically escape the turmoil that has become Atlanta. You’re all alone in the house when suddenly a dark shadow enters.

You instinctively open your mouth to scream but a rough hand grabs you around the mouth, silencing you and spinning you around to meet my eyes. You collapse against me, your voice a rough sob as you babble about how frightened you were. I kiss you.

That’s all it takes for all emotions to be dispelled and suddenly, we’re standing in front of each other, staring with a sense of illicit desire. And then, my love, I take you in my arms and lead you to mark the final consumption of our love.

It seems to take only seconds for us to lose our clothing as we tumble about the bed, finding each other’s bodies, tears blinding both our vision, so glad this time has finally come. I love the sweet sounds you make as I caress your chest, coaxing your sensitive nipples into hard pert circles of passion, my mouth slowly replacing my hands, your eyes sinking shut as you feel the hot wetness of my mouth take over your chest.

I can hardly stand it as I slowly ravish your body with my hands, loving each bit of smooth ivory flesh, treasuring it with a caress and cherishing it with a kiss. Your eyes are still tightly shut; soft little mewls for more filling my ears as I trace your body with my tongue and lips.

And then, my hands find your arousal, and your eyes fly open, thrusting up into me, gasping my name, half-shocked with the audacity of my movements. I smile at you and reach forward to kiss you, my tongue delving into the warm contours of your mouth, learning the curve of your cheek, the points of your teeth, the flow of your tongue. And then, desire overrides my control and I sit back slightly on my haunches, admiring what you have to give before swallowing your glistening erection whole.

You cry out, tears of passion shining as they trickle down your face as your fists clench around the white fabric of the linen sheets. I’m devout in my attentions to your perfect cock, learning every inch of it as I have already learned every other aspect of you.

Soft, whispered moans escape you, your chest rising and falling rapidly as your breathing quickens along with the strokes of my mouth along your solid length. I can feel the tension building within you, and I close my eyes as I sigh deeply, sending tremors through you as you explode, the essence of your pleasure coating me entirely.

But I’m not done yet, for there is much more to come. As you lay flat on your back, breathing loudly and rapidly, you watch my movements through half-closed eyes. I move quickly, my desire out riding my patience by far as I coat my fingers with his own release and hurriedly, much faster than I mean, penetrate you. You start and stare at me, both in surprise and pain. Immediately, I feel guilty and press apologetic kisses along your face and neck, even as I continue stretching you.

Finally, I decide you’re ready and then, before either one of us can lose nerve in going this far, I impale with my long-neglected erection, nearly sobbing with the sheer pleasure of our union. Your lips form a perfect ‘O’, but no sound escapes you as your eyes close and your flawless lips once again form an ‘O’ as your head drops back against the pillow.

I don’t move, frightened that I’ve hurt you. You open one eye lazily and glare at me, as if demanding that I begin to take you-or else! Rather than risk your fury and wanting to sate my own desire, I begin to thrust into you, short cries of pleasure leaving my lips.

And suddenly, I explode within you and barely hear your own cries as you find your release for a second time. And then, we’re spiraling down from the aftermath of our climaxes and the only thing left is you and I.

Fastfoward to the present, Duo. This is only part one of what I have planned love. Are you as hot and excited, as I want you to be? Probably not. Move onto the next envelope and outfit if you wish to proceed in your Christmas present.

Till then, I love you, my Duo.

Duo sat back, his eyes wide in astonishment and thoroughly uncomfortable. *His* Wufei had written that?” “Wow,” Duo murmured, his eyes flickering over the letter once more and blushing vividly as he did so. “I didn’t know ‘Fei could be so…graphic.”

Duo inhaled deeply and took several more deep breaths, trying to calm himself down a bit. From the weight of the box, it looked like there was several more letters to go before Wufei and him actually physically complete their union. A soft whine left Duo’s lips as he reached into the box, wondering what awaited him next…