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ahhhh... lemon is the angst antidote... so I'm taking yet another break from the angst to produce yet another lemon... and if fred would stop humping kurama's leg long enough to help me out with this I might stand a chance of finishing it properly... *eyes fred* well... doesn't look like he's going to be done any time soon... guess I'm on my own here... *sigh* WARNINGS: lemon, public lewdity DISCLAIMERS: standard disclaimers apply, I own no one recognizable, song by Janet Jackson DEDICATION: to ClarySage who seems to like my lemons /lyrics/ Party
The party was in full swing by the time Duo arrived. For once he hadn't wanted to go out and be part of a noisy social situation but the girls had insisted. Who'd have thought that after the wars that he'd become close to the ladies that had been on the periphery of the Gundam Pilots' mission. It was rather odd yet comforting, once the idea of sex had been crossed off the list of possible outcomes of their relationships they had all gotten down to the business of being friends. In truth it was something of a novelty for Duo, these women had had real childhoods, parents, their own bedrooms and all that kind of stuff. It was a glimpse into normalcy that he enjoyed even as it was foreign to him. The other four pilots had taken off for parts unknown after the end of the last war, he hadn't seen any of them for several years. Somehow, Relena had managed to track them down for a blow out get together but then Relena had always been good at that. Finding the reluctant. Duo grinned at that thought. They'd had many a long night's discussion about Relena's former obsession with Heero. The five of them had often sat around on a saturday night, laughing and tossing popcorn at each other as they talked about their own naivete. The girls had all managed to obtain and retain boyfriends. Hilde had found a guy who was only slightly less obsessed with art of mechanics than she was. Sally had gone into residency at a hospital and found another doctor who followed her around with puppy eyes and hung on her every word like they were manna from heaven. Noin had gone back to training pilots and had managed to discover a jet jockey who wasn't totally in awe of her skills and therefore was able to enjoy her company as a woman. Relena had found herself a colony diplomat, who had no shady past, no angst, no hidden agendas and who spoke in complete sentences that contained no hint of grunting whatsoever. She was sublimely happy. They all were. Except Duo. Duo had managed to get into an engineering school where he quickly became the star pupil by virtue of his constant innovations and slightly left of centre methodologies. Having had little formal education seemed to be less of a hindrance than he'd thought it would be. As it was he'd excelled consistantly and was set to graduate in a few months. He'd focused all his energies over the last few years on his studies and his friendship with the girls but now things were changing as things are wont to do. He wasn't quite sure what he was going to do after graduation, there had been company recruiters sniffing after him for possible positions but somehow he couldn't see himself sitting in an office with tape on his glasses and a pocket protector in his shirt. The other issue was sex. He wanted some. Finally. He wondered if there had been something wrong with him before. There were all sorts of potential suitors both male and female but he had brushed them all off. None had that certain je ne sais quoi, that mystical mixture of personality and pheromone that would coax his sexuality to the fore. He was, as he'd always been, a sensual being but for all the flirting and casual affections he'd shared he still hadn't found what he was looking for. Likely because he had no idea what that was. It was extremely frustrating and his libido was urging him to grab someone, anyone, and give it satisfaction. He was half considering taking up residence in a cold shower to get his body to calm down some. He made his way through Relena's house to the large formal ball room that had been converted into some sort of raunchy disco. This was no social tea, no refined little banquet with the crusts cut off the sandwiches. This was a "real" party. The cavernous room was dark and loud. A DJ booth had been set up in the corner, there was a mirror ball hanging from the ceiling and there were strobes flashing across the milling bodies of a hundred dancers. He spotted the girls standing together in a huddle and made his way over to them. They appeared to be watching something with rapt attention and thus barely acknowledged his arrival. He moved to stand in front of them, blocking their view of the dance floor and gesticulating wildly to get their attention. They blinked in unison, as though clearing a fog or vision from their eyes. Duo eyed them suspiciously, wondering just what was going on when Relena fixed him with an evil grin. She reached out and grabbed his shoulders tightly and turned him slowly to face the dance floor. /All my girls at the party, look at that
body Duo felt himself being turned and he looked outward to the moving mass of humaity on the dance floor. The music was a loud bass throb that moved through him in waves of harmonics that set his bones to jumping. He peered closely at the dancers, trying to see what the girls had been looking at. Hands closed over the sides of his head, turning it slightly so his eyes could focus on what those hands insisted he see. He saw. Did he ever. He blinked several times, not quite able to believe the evidence before his eyes. It was... it was... /It's all for you (If you really want it) Heero. But this was not any Heero he knew. The Heero he remembered was a rigid introvert, he was grumpiness personified, an angry young man with fists of steel and an attitude to match. Attractive to be sure, in that cranky bad boy sort of way, but far too prickly to imagine cuddling up next to at night. This Heero was... different. This Heero was dancing. Dancing. Duo was having a hard enough time reconciling Heero and dancing without trying to process the way Heero was dancing. It was, in a word, hot. Duo's eyes were glued to the scene and he vaguley felt someone push a drink into his hand. He sipped at it absently, never wavering from Heero's gyrating form. And what was he wearing? Leather? Duo took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment, shaking his head and opening them again to look more closely. Heero was indeed wearing leather. Black leather. The kind of leather that cups a man's sex like a lover and shows it off proudly. The kind of leather that hugs muscled thighs and calves. The kind of leather that grabs hold of tight buttocks and molds them into art. The kind of leather that slithers around a taut chest to leave arms and throat bare. The kind of leather that creates shadows to beckon a wandering tongue. Duo found himself licking his lips in sympathy. He stared at the distinct bulge between Heero's legs and his mind began to feed him information on how best to assail that leather fortress. He forced his gaze upward again, noting each inch of leather and each inch of bared skin. He watched Heero's face, watched the expression, the closed eyes and slightly parted lips that were lost in the ecstasy of the music. Duo stared, rapt, until Heero opened his eyes to pierce him with a gaze of blue fire. /I see you staring out the corner of my eye Duo felt slightly panicked as Heero looked at him, as Heero realized that he was watching. Duo's face reddened and he swallowed hard then looked away for a moment, unable to cope with the intensity of those eyes. He was unable to look away for long though and his gaze returned to find that someone had joined Heero in the dance. A tall faceless person, Duo only registered that there was another person near Heero and that it made him angry. Duo's adrenaline kicked in and he snapped his eyes back to Heero's, finding amusement there and something else. Promise. Duo watched the two move together and was uncertain. He couldn't be entirely sure of what he read in Heero's eyes and the body language wasn't giving him any hints either. He downed his drink and another was pushed into his empty hand. He continued to watch, his feet making half steps toward Heero but stopping in a jerking fashion as his hesitancy chased after him. Then the other dancer made the mistake of laying hands on Heero who rebuffed the advance in no uncertain terms and the other skittered off rejected. Heero was definitely still dangerous. /It's all for you (If you really want it) Duo was unreasonably relieved that the other dancer had been sent away. He realized he had no claims here, no words or promises had been exchanged. Yet he still felt possessive somehow. Or perhaps he was just possessed. Possessed by some sort of lust demon that was clawing its way through his body. He was painfully hard just watching and every twitch of Heero's hips seemed to transmit across the room to tap firmly on the head of his cock. Somehow the message in Heero's movements changed. Duo's eyes widened impossibly as he realized it was an offer. A question and a choice. Right here, right now. Duo was frozen in place, the pounding blood in his veins racing to settle deep and low as Heero's body began to send out waves of impatient desire. /Can't be afraid or keep me waiting for too
long Duo could tell that Heero was becoming more impatient with Duo's lack of decision. He noted a tinge of regret in Heero's eyes as Heero took one step backward into the crowd. Duo's locked state finally broke and he began to walk slowly toward Heero, the faint sound of a feminine cheer almost unnoticed at the edges of his hearing. It was hotter out on the dance floor. The body heat rising in a shimmering wave around him as he approached his goal. He took the last few steps that brought him to Heero and stood there, unsure and nervous. Heero reached out hand and Duo laid his own shaking palm atop Heero's and was pulled abruptly against a hard wall of leather and muscle. A banded steel arm slipped around his waist and brought him into closer contact. A hot hand clamped over one round buttock, burning through the thin fabric of his trousers even as it pulled his hips forward and began to guide them in rubbing circles against Heero's. Duo gasped at the feel of it, the press of Heero's erection against his own, even covered as they both were it was nearly enough to send him over the edge. Duo's head fell back on a moan as he was guided by Heero's hands, his body pliant and willing. Duo was fast becoming mindless and lost, drowning in a sea of pure lust and need. He didn't care if there were other people around, they had all seemed pretty wrapped up in their own thing anyway. Nothing mattered but this feeling, this all encompassing feeling of heat and want. /It's all for you (If you really want it) The moved together to the music, lost in their own little world, uncaring and unseeing of anything outside their immediate space. Heero's hand moved upward from Duo's waist to cup the back of Duo's head, greedy fingers threading into loosely braided hair. Heero caught and held Duo's gaze for a moment then leaned forward to touch his mouth lightly to Duo's. They could feel electricity dance in small sparks across their lips. Duo's head snapped back as he looked at Heero, his hand coming up to touch his mouth in wonder. Heero's eyes blazed and he pulled Duo's head back to make thir mouths meet again in a savage kiss, lips compressed together, tongues twining and meshing. Duo's hands moved up into Heero's hair, grabbing hold tightly and tugging as their tongues warred and danced together. Their breathing became harsh and they felt rather than heard the growls and moans that rumbled from their chests. Heero broke the kiss and stared at Duo's flushed face. In deliberate movements he reached around between them to unbuckle the belt holding up Duo's loose trousers. His gaze was feral as the smooth leather parted under his fingers, he fumbled with the button for a moment before snapping it off and moving directly to the zipper. The zipper was halfway down when Heero stopped and his hand slipped away. /It's all for you (Tell me you're the only
one) Duo looked at Heero with wide questioning eyes. He wasn't entirely sure what was going to happen next but it appeared that things were getting serious fast. It suited him just fine. Heero brushed calloused fingertips across his lips before bring them up to his own mouth, lips parting to suck them in. Duo moaned low in his throat, quite certain he'd never seen anything quite so erotic. Heero's fingers slid from his mouth, wet and glistening. Heero watched Duo's eyes as he dipped his hand into the back of Duo's loosened trousers and slid the wet digits between Duo's firm cheeks. Duo jerked forward as he felt a single finger tease at his sensitive skin. Heero pulled him closer, an arm tight around his back as the finger began to probe carefully. Duo's chin rested on Heero's shoulder, his eyes wide and staring at nothing as the sensations washed over him. Heero's breath wafted over his ear and Heero began speaking in a low growling voice that only he could hear above the music. "Do you understand what's happening here Duo? Can you feel me? Do you want me?" Heero's finger slipped inside and Duo tensed before Heero began to lick at his ear in wet flickering touches. Duo moaned at touch and relaxed around the finger that was pushing slowly deeper to twist as it searched within. Heero's free hand curled around Duo's hip and pulled him even closer. Heero began to grind his erection against Duo's in slow deliberate movements. Duo grabbed hold of Heero's shoulders, unsure of his ability to remain upright on his own. Heero's finger continued it's gentle search until it brushed against something that had Duo gasping and pushing harder against Heero's grinding hips. Heero growled in satisfaction. There it was. Heero pressed firmly on that single spot and rubbed while grinding Duo's erection against his own in a double assault. Duo was suddenly overwhelmed in the shivering heat of it. His back arched and his hips jerked in Hero's hold and suddenly the wave crested over him and he shouted in Heero's ear as he came hard and fast and in his pants. He sagged in a shivering mass against Heero, gasping weakly as the finger slid out of him.
/All my girls at the party, look at that
body Heero gathered Duo close, sliding his hands under Duo's thighs and lifting him so that his legs curled around Heero's waist. Heero then scanned for exits, as fun as the public display had been the other things he wanted to do to Duo were best played out somewhere slightly more private. He caught sight of the four women that were standing there gaping at him with wide eyes and open mouths. They realized he was looking at them and as a unit they grinned wide conspiratorial grins. The four glanced at each other and slowly lifted their hands in a thumbs up sign toward Heero. Heero bared his teeth in his version of a grin and lifted his brow in enquiry. Relena winked slowly and swung her arm out in a sweeping gesture toward a door that was partially hidden behind a tall potted palm. Heero nodded in thanks and headed off in the direction of the feathery plant, his movements slightly hampered by the discomfort of his very hard erection but he'd suffered through worse pain with less pleasant outcomes to look forward to. He tottered slightly as he reached the door, adjusting his grip on Duo as he opened the door and stepped into what appeared to be a small ante chamber. Heero kicked the door closed behind him and made his way to one of the low couches that were arranged in the centre of the room. Heero set Duo down on the soft cushion and kneeled down on the floor, reaching out to unbutton Duo's shirt. Duo regarded Heero with dazed eyes until he felt the cool air waft across his sweat slick chest, his nipples hardening into stiff peaks in reaction. "Heero..." Heero laid a finger across Duo's lips, silencing him as he made short work of the rest of Duo's clothing. Heero then stood and stepped back a pace to eye his handiwork. Duo was in a gloriously nude sprawl, his limbs loose and the evidence of his climax still glistened along the length of his reawakening cock. Duo squirmed inwardly under Heero's intense inspection and opened his mouth to speak when Heero reached for the snaps on his leather vest and popped each one open in rapid staccato succession. The vest slid to the floor and Heero reached for the snaps holding his leather pants closed. He popped them one by one, slowly, watching Duo's face as he was revealed inch by inch. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his pants and slowly peeled them down, bending to pull them off his calves and kick off his boots at the same time. He straightened and spread his arms wide so that Duo could see everything. Duo's eyes traversed the planes and angles of Heero's body, stopping here and there to inspect a particularly delicious patch of skin more closely. Heero placed a palm flat on his chest and slid it down over his abdomen in a whispering self-caress. His hand closed firmly over his own erection and he looked at Duo with hot eyes. "Do you want this Duo? It's for you.." /It's all for you (If you really want it) Duo looked up from Heero's cock and into Heero's eyes and grinned a Duo grin. He leaned forward and reached out a hand to join Heero's pulling at hand and cock. Heero allowed himself to be drawn forward then hissed as Duo licked a wet swath across the top of his hand to the tip of his erection. Heero wasn't sure he could stand any more direct stimulation and he dropped down to the floor, pushing Duo back to his original reclining position. Heero leaned forward and placed one hand on Duo's chest to hold him flat against the back of the couch. Heero lowered his head and opened his mouth, tongue slipping out to taste the wet head of Duo's arousal. Duo jerked upward at the sensation but was blocked by Heero's hand on his chest. Heero continued to lick his shaft, touching here and there before reaching under Duo with his free hand to pull one firm cheek to the side. Heero's head dipped further, his tongue tickling at the spot behind Duo's sac then running in one long swipe along the cleft of Duo's ass. Duo gasped and lifted hard against Heero's hand, this was a sensation unlike any he'd ever experienced or had ever expected to experience. The feeling was at once a tickling and an arousal, it was a wet directed stimulation that left him moaning and shivering. Then all conscious thought left him as Heero's tongue swirled and plunged firmly within. Duo's entire body tensed and pushed against Heero's hands and mouth, his hands fisting handfuls of sofa cushion. Heero then licked his way back up and over Duo's shaft, stopping to suck briefly at the head before Duo's moans and struggles undid him completely. Heero shuffled forward, sliding his hand from Duo's ass to grasp his own cock and position its drenched head at Duo's entrance. Heero pressed his suit carefully, watching Duo's face for any sign of discomfort but it was agony in the extreme. It took all of Heero's iron control not to plunge in deep and hard and now. Duo felt the push, felt himself opening and he fought the natural tensing against the invasion. Heero's advance was slow and in measured increments, inexorable, relentless. Sweat stood out in tiny beads on Heero's skin as he struggled with himself and his desire to make sure Duo was with him on the ride. Suddenly there was, that give, that moment when the flesh gives in to the demands placed on it and Heero's cock slid in to the hilt easily. They both stilled, startled and looked at each other wide eyed. Heero nudged experimentally with his hips and Duo answered with a slight lifting of his own. Heero drew himself back and slid in again, amazed at the ease of his passage into Duo's flesh. It was heavenly tight, sublime in its heat and compression. Heero began a steady rocking of his hips and grasped Duo's legs to wrap them around his waist once again. Duo was aware that he had a vivid imagination but nothing in his deepest erotic fantasy could have prepared him for this. This stretching fullness, this friction, this giving hardness that drove into him. Heero's hands gripped Duo's shoulders tightly, bracing him and holding him for the increased force of Heero's thrusts. Duo curled his hands around Heero's wrists and held on for dear life as he was pounded back into the cushions. Heero spoke in growling grunts at each thrust and Duo answered in kind, their voices blending to sear the air around them. They raced together, pushing each other onward swiftly, coaxing and urging. Suddenly, mindless obscenities fell from Duo's lips as his body arched upward high and hard and his cock let go once more in jetting streams of white liquid heat. Heero watched as Duo found orgasm and finally dropped all pretense of control. He thrust once, twice, three times in jackhammer fashion and threw his head back to howl out his orgasm to echo through the small room.
/All my girls at the party, look at that
body The door next to the potted palm opened and Heero stumbled out, pants thrown on haphazardly and feet bare. He righted himself and carefully made his way to the refreshment table where the girls stood. They stared at him, once again gaping in shock before grinning widely. Heero's hair stood out in points even more untidy than usual, his skin still glistened with sweat and his eyes were slightly glazed. Relena grinned again before pushing the items she'd prepared for them into Heero's hands. Heero nodded and turned, moving carefully so as not to spill the large pitcher of water he had in one hand or drop the bar towels draped over one arm. He bent slightly to snag two large bottles of coke in the fingers of his free hand and felt a stinging blow smack across his ass. He straightened and looked slowly over his shoulder to see the girls had been joined by their respective mates and all eight of them wore huge sappy grins on their faces. His expression changed slowly from its usual stoicism to an enormous answering smile before he turned his head and walked swiftly back to the small room where Duo was waiting.
It's all for you (Tell me you're the only
one) guess I'm gonna have to ride _owari_ SteelSong gah... *falls over* will that do Clary?
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