Delectation
By: Various
Pairing: 1x2x1
just have fun,, ^_^
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It was a cold morning. Frost laid on the ground. Duo groaned sleepily and held his cup to his lips letting the heat warm his body. He turned to look out the window, watching the snowflakes swirl on the glass. Heero was still in bed, sleeping contently after having a long night at the office, and Duo wasn't game to risk upsetting his fickle lover. Soon he'd have to think about what to do next, how to break the news. It didn't matter though, now it would cause the same amount of pain to Heero as it would any other way he chose to say it.
There was no avoiding it, he would tell Heero tonight.
* * *
Heero stirred in his sleep. He was having another nightmare again. Everything seemed so real yet it was just inner fear. With a moan, Heero awoke and looked around to find he was all alone. It was not unusual but when Heero looked around the cold room, his heart started to pound inside his chest. He was suddenly afraid that Duo had left him behind, and in a desperate attempt to find him before it was too late, he climbed out of bed quickly. Stumbling out of the bedroom, he looked around nervously, hoping to spot his missing lover but instead, he only saw the contents of their empty apartment.
A sense of panic washed over him, but quickly faded as Duo came out of the small kitchen with a tired, yet warm smile. That smile always made Heero's heart at ease, even when his world was spinning out of control. Heero couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief.
Then, the phone suddenly rang, bringing back his unease because he knew it could only mean that the caller was going to confirm his fear ... another mission to take on. Both boys stood glued to where they both stood, hesitant to pick up that phone as it rang again and again, breaking the silence that had flooded the small kitchen. They continued to stand until the tenth ring, when Duo finally snapped. Grabbing the phone he turned away from Heero and spoke into the receiver.
"Yes, what is it?" He spat out in a nervous tone of voice. Clearly, something was on his mind and Heero longed to know what was bothering his lover so badly. He came and placed his hand on Duo's shoulder, watching for signs to tell what the problem could be.
"I gotta leave," Duo mouthed, raising his eyes to meet his lover's that were silently looking and questioning him. He felt his heart break at the dejection in those blue eyes of Heero's that always said so much.
Heero wished that Duo wouldn't have to leave once again. He knew what happened to him when he was forced to go, he swallowed hard to mask the words he wanted to say. He watched Duo end the conversation and turn back with a cheery smirk that Heero could tell was fake.
"Who was that?" Heero asked, watching his boyfriend for any nervous gestures, worried his nightmares would now become true. Taking a long breath, Duo waved his hands in dismissal.
"It's only about another mission - nothing we have to worry about." He ran his thumb over Heero's cheek, as he leans closer, blinking away his reluctance, he pressed his lips to his. During the war, he never would have dreamed that one day he would actually have the chance to lock lips with the beautiful boy that seemingly considered him a liability. How wrong he had been. He never guessed it, but Heero desired him. He breathed heavily against his wet lips, swallowing down his nervousness, before lust took control over him.
Heero watched the conflicting emotions chase each other on Duo's face. 'What did I do?' He thought, echoes of his training interfered bizarrely in front of his eyes, twisting his inside and making him anxious for what's coming next.
Heero held his breath at the feather touch of Duo's lips against his, Duo had never been this gentle. Again he wondered what was running through his lovers mind, the question buzzing in the back of his mind while his inner feelings for Duo ran wild. He molded his body to his, forgetting himself in the taste of his lover and pulling Duo back into the kiss by the braid fisted in his hand when they parted for air. Duo gently broke the sweet kiss with Heero looking into those deep pools of emotions; then glancing across the room releasing a heavy sigh.
"I have to go Heero."
Heero reluctantly let go of Duo's braid with a final squeeze and couldn't help his knowing smirk when Duo readjusted his pants.
Duo glared, "What's so funny damn bus stopper?!" he smiled when the Japanese young man laughed.
It's been a long time.
Heero waved casually, "nothing," Duo rolled his eyes. "Just try not to think of me, okay?"
"Easy for you to say, perfect boy, everybody will notice the big cat in my pants," Duo snorted.
"Hn, baka, then stay." Heero shrugged, his fond smile twisting into a sensual smirk as he leaned against the kitchen counter and stretched, his gray tank top riding up and slowly revealed the contours of his washboard stomach, the low rise of his checkered pajama pants on his hips. He had a feeling about this mission. Besides, they had a choice now that the war was over. They could say no but he never expected Duo to become the workaholic over him.
Feeling miserably not in control, Duo mumbled curses in many languages he learned as he walked out the door and left him smirking like crazy. "Duo,"
Duo popped his head before closing the door and had a questioning look on his face.
Heero walked lazily to his boyfriend's side and kissed the tip of his nose. "Don't be late," he licked his bottom lip, "I'll be horny for you.." Heero breathed in that low seductive tone that made the bones in him get chills.
Duo still had his eyes on Heero's moving lips. It was so tempting NOT to ravish the delicious mouth without risking the kids in the neighborhood's innocency.
"What do you say, eight at Bronou's?" Heero leered closer to him, his breath ghosting across Duo’s neck.
Damn Heero messed with his head. And pants.
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By: Various
Pairing: 1x2x1
just have fun,, ^_^
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'Delectation'
It was a cold morning. Frost laid on the ground. Duo groaned sleepily and held his cup to his lips letting the heat warm his body. He turned to look out the window, watching the snowflakes swirl on the glass. Heero was still in bed, sleeping contently after having a long night at the office, and Duo wasn't game to risk upsetting his fickle lover. Soon he'd have to think about what to do next, how to break the news. It didn't matter though, now it would cause the same amount of pain to Heero as it would any other way he chose to say it.
There was no avoiding it, he would tell Heero tonight.
* * *
Heero stirred in his sleep. He was having another nightmare again. Everything seemed so real yet it was just inner fear. With a moan, Heero awoke and looked around to find he was all alone. It was not unusual but when Heero looked around the cold room, his heart started to pound inside his chest. He was suddenly afraid that Duo had left him behind, and in a desperate attempt to find him before it was too late, he climbed out of bed quickly. Stumbling out of the bedroom, he looked around nervously, hoping to spot his missing lover but instead, he only saw the contents of their empty apartment.
A sense of panic washed over him, but quickly faded as Duo came out of the small kitchen with a tired, yet warm smile. That smile always made Heero's heart at ease, even when his world was spinning out of control. Heero couldn't help breathing a sigh of relief.
Then, the phone suddenly rang, bringing back his unease because he knew it could only mean that the caller was going to confirm his fear ... another mission to take on. Both boys stood glued to where they both stood, hesitant to pick up that phone as it rang again and again, breaking the silence that had flooded the small kitchen. They continued to stand until the tenth ring, when Duo finally snapped. Grabbing the phone he turned away from Heero and spoke into the receiver.
"Yes, what is it?" He spat out in a nervous tone of voice. Clearly, something was on his mind and Heero longed to know what was bothering his lover so badly. He came and placed his hand on Duo's shoulder, watching for signs to tell what the problem could be.
"I gotta leave," Duo mouthed, raising his eyes to meet his lover's that were silently looking and questioning him. He felt his heart break at the dejection in those blue eyes of Heero's that always said so much.
Heero wished that Duo wouldn't have to leave once again. He knew what happened to him when he was forced to go, he swallowed hard to mask the words he wanted to say. He watched Duo end the conversation and turn back with a cheery smirk that Heero could tell was fake.
"Who was that?" Heero asked, watching his boyfriend for any nervous gestures, worried his nightmares would now become true. Taking a long breath, Duo waved his hands in dismissal.
"It's only about another mission - nothing we have to worry about." He ran his thumb over Heero's cheek, as he leans closer, blinking away his reluctance, he pressed his lips to his. During the war, he never would have dreamed that one day he would actually have the chance to lock lips with the beautiful boy that seemingly considered him a liability. How wrong he had been. He never guessed it, but Heero desired him. He breathed heavily against his wet lips, swallowing down his nervousness, before lust took control over him.
Heero watched the conflicting emotions chase each other on Duo's face. 'What did I do?' He thought, echoes of his training interfered bizarrely in front of his eyes, twisting his inside and making him anxious for what's coming next.
Heero held his breath at the feather touch of Duo's lips against his, Duo had never been this gentle. Again he wondered what was running through his lovers mind, the question buzzing in the back of his mind while his inner feelings for Duo ran wild. He molded his body to his, forgetting himself in the taste of his lover and pulling Duo back into the kiss by the braid fisted in his hand when they parted for air. Duo gently broke the sweet kiss with Heero looking into those deep pools of emotions; then glancing across the room releasing a heavy sigh.
"I have to go Heero."
Heero reluctantly let go of Duo's braid with a final squeeze and couldn't help his knowing smirk when Duo readjusted his pants.
Duo glared, "What's so funny damn bus stopper?!" he smiled when the Japanese young man laughed.
It's been a long time.
Heero waved casually, "nothing," Duo rolled his eyes. "Just try not to think of me, okay?"
"Easy for you to say, perfect boy, everybody will notice the big cat in my pants," Duo snorted.
"Hn, baka, then stay." Heero shrugged, his fond smile twisting into a sensual smirk as he leaned against the kitchen counter and stretched, his gray tank top riding up and slowly revealed the contours of his washboard stomach, the low rise of his checkered pajama pants on his hips. He had a feeling about this mission. Besides, they had a choice now that the war was over. They could say no but he never expected Duo to become the workaholic over him.
Feeling miserably not in control, Duo mumbled curses in many languages he learned as he walked out the door and left him smirking like crazy. "Duo,"
Duo popped his head before closing the door and had a questioning look on his face.
Heero walked lazily to his boyfriend's side and kissed the tip of his nose. "Don't be late," he licked his bottom lip, "I'll be horny for you.." Heero breathed in that low seductive tone that made the bones in him get chills.
Duo still had his eyes on Heero's moving lips. It was so tempting NOT to ravish the delicious mouth without risking the kids in the neighborhood's innocency.
"What do you say, eight at Bronou's?" Heero leered closer to him, his breath ghosting across Duo’s neck.
Damn Heero messed with his head. And pants.
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*The End*
