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"Regained "Written By: Artemis Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: yaoi lemon, masturbation, angst, violence,
language Pairings: 6x2, 3x4, mention of 13+11, R+1 Summary: Sequel to Interfacing: Lost. GAIA, the
new alliance, fights its first battle in Antarctica; Duo and Zechs
begin to rebuild their relationship "Regained" Chapter 18
"Duo!" Zechs nearly screamed, then grabbed at the beginning of Duo's braid to draw the little demon's head up. "No teeth!" he half-growled, half-laughed. "You... you just want more lessons, don't you?" "Only if Professor Wolf thinks I need one," Duo said coyly, batting large blue eyes at the man. He rubbed the bulge again with his nose as he inhaled the musky scent of arousal. //Fuck, I want him,// he thought, warming with his need. He reached up, stroking the hardness with his hand. //Oh, yeah, I need this.// Then he was unzipping the gray slacks, his hand dipping inside and grasping the swollen shaft, pulling it out. "Yesss," he hissed. "Now I remember... you like to be licked," he said. Holding the base, Duo gave the long shaft a slow, wet lick all the way up to the crown. Zechs closed his eyes in ecstasy. "Ohhhh, yes, this is what I need..." Then he lifted his hips a little and slipped his pants down so Duo could have better access. "More... need more, sweet one..." //He's taking his pants off,// Duo thought, nearly gaping at the man. Oh, how he wanted his Zechs to be naked, and to have the man fuck him senseless, but he didn't think that's what Zechs wanted. And when the man stopped, the slacks only pushed down to his thighs, Duo knew for sure this wasn't the time. //Okay, get a grip, Maxwell. One step at a time.// He turned his attention back to the proud cock in his hand. And it was a beauty - long, hard and pulsing red with arousal. Duo licked his lips and dove back in, running his tongue over the shaft several times before taking the crown into his mouth. "Mmmm..." he moaned, feeling his own cock pressing against his tight jeans as he swirled his tongue around the velvet head. Once Duo finally closed his mouth over him, Zechs let loose a long, low moan of pleasure, his fingers sifting through Duo's hair, not to urge or guide, but to anchor, increase their connection. "Oh, baby, that's so good... hell, I'm feeling better already... I thought about this, too. Need it..." "Mmmm," Duo moaned again, taking another couple of inches into his mouth. Was it just days since they'd done this? It seemed like months... years. And yet it was coming back to Duo so quickly. Memories of the taste and feel of Zechs's cock in his mouth. Yes, wonderful memories. He began to stroke the cock with his lips and tongue, up and down, each time taking just a little more... and remembering to breathe. Parting his legs a little more, Zechs moved his hips slightly in rhythm with his lover's strokes. "Baby, so good..." the man literally purred. He, too, remembered doing this with Duo days ago... seemingly a lifetime ago now. "That's it... feed on me..." His voice got more and more husky. His lover's words rightfully fuelled Duo's pleasuring. Oh, how he loved being called baby... or any other endearment Zechs wanted to use for him. And if he didn't have a mouth full of cock, Duo would've said something back, but as it was, he was just as happy not to speak. Relaxing his throat muscles, the younger man slowly took more of the cock until he had eaten three-quarters of its length. //Oh, yes, I'll feed on you...// He swallowed several times, feeling the length down his throat, and then began to hum to stimulate Zechs further. "D...Dancer," Zechs croaked, his hips moving more and more, thrusting up carefully into Duo's wonderfully skilled mouth and throat, holding his head to encourage their mutual rhythm. "Need to fuck your mouth, baby, g...going to come soon..." The ache roiled through his veins like a drug, and Zechs gave himself over to it, needing the intense stimulation every bit as much as the release that was soon to come. //Yes, Wolf... fuck me anyway you can,// Duo thought as he opened himself to the man's thrusts. He slid his mouth back up the cock, breathed a "Yes," and then swallowed the length again. This time, he let Zechs take over. To ground himself to his lover, Duo reached up with one hand and found a lock of silky hair and with the other grabbed the man's hip to hang on for the ride. He pressed his lips and tongue firmly around the long shaft as it plunged in and out of his mouth, moaning with pleasure as his love neared his climax. Duo's actions made one thought penetrate Zechs's lust-soaked mind: //He wants me to fuck him!// The thought caused a flutter of panic to dance somewhere in the back of his mind, but he was much too far gone to pull back now. Moaning and practically sobbing with need, Zechs fucked his lover's mouth and throat with long, careful thrusts, his strong need to avoid hurting Duo the only damper on his ardor. Then, oh, then he was blessedly coming, shooting into his lover's throat, pleasure singing through every vein, every stressed nerve, caressing his entire body with divine, agonizing bliss. Deep grunts and groans spilled from Zechs as he rode the crest of ecstasy, trembling as he held onto his beloved's head before collapsing back to the bed, spent. Desperate for breath, Duo pulled off the cock, gasping, but continuing to lick and kiss the softening sex. "Zechs," he panted as his hands roamed over the man's belly and thighs. When he was satisfied he'd licked every last ounce of his lover's seed, Duo scooted up the long body to kiss the man and wrap his arms around him. "Love you, Wolf," he said, and claimed the mouth possessively. After a moment, Zechs recovered enough to embrace his lover, caressing the boy's back and sides as they kissed. But he could feel Duo's hardness pressing against his hip and knew the boy was in a bad way, so tightly aroused from sucking Zechs's cock. //I'd love to just roll over and go to sleep, but I don't dare leave him like this... oh, my sweet Dancer, do you really want me so badly? What demon of the underworld possessed you in that terrible moment when you raised a gun to kill me, when you screamed that I'd raped you? Have you truly thrown that beast off for good? It seems you have... so why can't I put all of that behind me? I know he wants to return fully to what we have. All of it...// Breaking the kiss gently, Zechs looked up into Duo's cobalt blue eyes. "Sweet love... thank you so much." Carefully he rolled them to their sides, then slipped his hand down to cup Duo's groin. "Someone else is needy now, it feels like," he murmured, winking at him. "Hey, you're welcome," Duo said with a smile. "But don't worry about me. I don't expect you to do anything," he added, even as he was pressing his hardness into his lover's hand. "This was your turn, remember? I'll be just fine." //If Zechs could go without it earlier today, so can I.// //My brave little pilot,// Zechs mused, abashed that his reticence was causing Duo to pretend. "You're so close, aren't you? Let me give you your relief as well, love," he murmured, leaning in to kiss Duo's cheek as his hand worked open the boy's jeans. "Let... me..." Duo very nearly protested, but Zechs was right. He was close. He did need this release. "Yes," he said, burying his face in the man's neck. Then he placed his hand over Zechs's, not so much guiding, as accompanying the movement to release him. "I'll come quickly," he said, almost apologetically. Zechs wondered at Duo's tone of voice. "You'll take exactly as long as you need to take, baby," he whispered in the boy's ear, his hand stroking Duo's cock firmly and steadily. "As much time as you need..." Then he licked at the boy's ear, tracing the outline with his tongue. //He wants to do this,// Duo thought as he fell into his need. "You're so good... to me," he said with a little shudder and a little regret. He didn't know why, but in this moment of pleasure his heart ached and his mind raced for answers. //Maybe he's only going through the motions... trying to decide how he feels about me. If he can still love me the same...// With that thought, the boy let out a sob, but quickly covered it with a gasping moan, caught up in the expert touch of his lover's large hand on his aching sex. "So... good," Duo said with a moan, letting his head fall back, and his eyes close as the pleasure mounted. "Just let me love you, make you feel good like you did me," Zechs breathed, then bent his head and took Duo's mouth again, delving in deep with his tongue, intending to make his lover's body sing like his just did. //It's getting easier and easier,// he thought. //I'm just not... all the way yet. But ohhh, I want to love him, want to make love like in Cairo. Soon... I hope soon...// If only a war wasn't getting in their way. //I will make time for him to be like this every day,// Zechs vowed, still stroking Duo who was getting very close. //I can manage my responsibilities... and be his lover, too... can't I? I need him... we need each other...// "Zechs... Ahhh... That's it," Duo moaned, pulling out of the kiss and arching into the hand. //Love his kisses... love his hand... love him.// He was truly letting himself go now. Zechs always knew just the right thing to say and do to Duo to make him weak in the knees and hard in his palm. "Yesss," the younger man hissed, feeling the pressure in his groin... the delicious pressure building, building... and at last spilling over. "Oh!" he cried out as the orgasm hit. "Oh, God!" Warned, Zechs had just enough time to dive down and capture the first spurts of Duo's climax in his mouth. One hand blindly reached up to his lover's face, slipping a finger into Duo's mouth, the other stroking Duo's sides as the boy came hard, writhing against him. The boy gasped in surprise as his lover took him into his mouth. "Ohhhnnn," Duo moaned, then greedily sucked Zechs's finger as his orgasm continued to pulse through him. //Zechs, you're fucking incredible!// More pulses and then, at last he was drained... exhausted from the force of the orgasm. Gently his lover licked him clean, then pulled him back up along his body to fold arms around him again. Duo slumped against his lover, holding him tight. //How did I ever find you? Was it fate? Or chance? I want to believe that only fate could have brought us together...// "Beautiful Dancer," Zechs was murmuring sweetly in Duo's ear as the boy finished trembling from his explosion. "So alive, so wild, my sweet little fox... so good, so loving..." Again his heart swelled with the love he felt for his precious little man. "Love you, Dancer," he whispered, laying kisses upon his cheek. "And I love you, Wolf," Duo said, feeling a lump in his throat as his emotions swelled at Zechs's declaration of love. //So gentle... How can he be a fierce warrior?// "You're my Wolf, my lover always, Zechs," he said, and caressed the naked expanse of back, even as his eyes filled with tears of joy. Oh, to love and be loved this way was almost unimaginable and yet they'd achieved it... or had achieved it... once. //Cairo,// Duo thought, and the name echoed through him with such force that he sagged against his lover, burying his face in the man's chest. "I... I'm sorry," he said, and suddenly burst into tears. "D...Duo!" Zechs gasped, and pulled Duo more firmly and tightly into his arms, holding the slender body close against what emotions were spilling over in the boy. Was Duo crying because he was happy? Or, Zechs suspected, was it because of what they'd lost, what Duo himself had once pushed away so violently? //But he didn't know, he didn't know!// Zechs wailed in his own mind, his own eyes tearing up. He brought a hand up to hold Duo's head against his shoulder, not minding in the least that tears were soaking into a thick length of his hair on which Duo's face was pressed. "Shhhh, baby, we're so good again, not all the way, but getting there," Zechs whispered, his own eyes shut tight against the threat of hot tears. "We'll make it, I promise you we'll make it..." Then his throat closed up with emotion and all he could do was hold on and hope Duo hadn't turned some terrible corner of despair. A shuddering sob tore through the younger man on hearing those soothing words. "Z... Zechs, how?" he asked, desperately wanting to believe, but still trembling, crying in the man's arms. What beautiful, promising words---exactly what Duo needed to hear---and so befitting of Zechs's forgiving and gentle nature. And yet Duo still grieved for the pain he had caused. It must be that he needed this. Truly needed to grieve in this man's arms for the bitterness of his betrayal against their love... no matter how justifiable his actions seemed at the time. "You... never hurt me," Duo sobbed, the tears seeming unstoppable now. "I love you... so much." "It won't be exactly like Cairo, baby," Zechs whispered to him soothingly. "Not until the war is over. But it could be even better in some ways - we're going to fight side by side, Dancer! Tallgeese and Deathscythe are going into battle together to fight our enemy. Together we'll fight to free the colonies from OZ, and to break the back of Romefeller." Now his words spilled forth, his own eyes moist as he held his troubled little lover. "Back in Cairo, when I thought you were just a high-tech mechanic, I had every intention of inviting you to join me in this endeavor. I wanted you in my life then, Duo, and I want you in my life now. But you're a pilot like I am. We can make a new Cairo for us as partners in life and in fighting for the colonies. I don't know how all the pieces are going to fit together, but I know we can do this." Zechs pressed a kiss to the boy's temple. "I love you, too, Duo." "A new... Cairo?" Duo asked, his sobs coming in little gasps now. He raised his head to his lover, face streaked with tears. "I never thought of it that way." Though Zechs was probably right that their relationship would never be the same, maybe it didn't need to be. They could build a new Cairo as two warriors in love... fighting together... strong and invincible in love and their commitment to free the colonies. "I had thought of asking you to help me, too," he said, keeping his voice low to conceal the remaining shakiness, but managing a little grin. "I want you in my life too, Zechs. As a comrade in arms and as a life partner." Zechs smiled, relief flooding through him. "That's what I like to hear from my Dancer." He looked down into the brimming deep blue eyes, wondering what god he must have somehow appeased to win a chance to have this little lively tempest in his life. //I have to protect this, no matter what. Without him, I will fall back into the despair that was close to taking me over after Otto's death and Heero's suicide attempt, the feeling of losing control over my life, over any possibility of finding peace again... I will protect this...// Sitting up then, Duo wiped his cheeks as the tears eased with his growing calm. "Damn it," he said, with some embarrassment, pulling his legs up to his chest while tucking himself back in his pants and zipping up. "You must wonder what sort of an ally I'll make... breaking down like this... Man, I must have needed to get it out of my system." "It's all right," Zechs murmured, sitting up with him then managing to get his pants back up into place, but he reclaimed one of Duo's hands when he was done. "It's good to purge strong emotions instead of keeping them stuffed inside." //Something I'm way too good at...// Duo reached his hand out to touch the mass of hair that had been dampened by his tears. //God, I love him. Just look at him. So patient and understanding of me...// "I'm usually very strong you know," Duo continued, raising his hand to the man's cheek. "And I will make you a good ally in this fight and in life... I promise." Zechs turned his head to kiss the palm at his cheek, then smiled again, squeezing Duo's fingers gently. "I know you're strong. You managed to save the wounded spirit of a soldier who was afraid to act against Romefeller until he was forced to. He hid behind a steel mask and played with restoring a Gundam, unable to get on with the business of peace. OZ would have had to push him out somehow, make a martyr of him to inspire the troops, whatever." He reached for the braid, feeling a quiet joy as he remembered playing with it in Cairo. The good memories were stronger now, cast in gold to last. "And how could I have resisted saving a man like you?" Duo asked with a pleased snort. He was feeling much better now. Completely recovered from his tears because of the bright flame in his life... Zechs Merquise. Happy that Zechs was holding his braid, Duo playfully tugged on it, pretending to try to pull it from his lover's grasp. "Man, you changed my life. It was like being struck by a meteor when I met you. Bam!" he exclaimed and then tugged on his braid again, smiling all the while. "I feel like there's nothing I can't do with you in my life." He leaned in then and kissed his Wolf... his lover, his ally, and the man who held the key to his heart. Surely there was nothing *they* couldn't accomplish now. Releasing his lover's lips, Zechs gave Duo a decided smirk. "You mean you were struck by lightning," he quipped, idly running the tail of the braid along his neck as if brushing dust away. "And my heart was struck with a scythe, I guess. Anyway, you have changed my life so much, too, Duo. I feel like a different person... or else I have found who I always was, but had suppressed in order to gain my revenge and in order to keep appearances. Being an aristocrat means a lot of posturing, and it was a way of life in OZ." He held the braid against his face, just enjoying its softness, his eyes falling closed. "I don't have to posture anymore, not like that." "Well, heck, I don't know anything about aristocrats, but I'm glad you don't feel like you need to put on airs for me," Duo said, watching Zechs enjoy his braid. He was tickled to the core that Zechs was holding his plaited chestnut hair... enjoying it like this. It reminded him of their time in "old" Cairo. When it seemed they were the only two people in the Earthsphere. He picked up a lock of Zechs's platinum hair, brushing it against his face, mimicking his lover's actions. It was incredibly soft and well groomed... but only one of the many wonderful aspects of this man. //He's extraordinary... he must be a god,// Duo thought with an audible giggle. //Well, he is a prince, nearly a king... at the very least. Which makes it even more strange that he's with *me*.// "So," Duo said, drawing Zechs's hair over his lips and cheek, "Tell me what it means to be an aristocrat? To be the heir to a throne?" Zechs, glancing over again, barely heard his questions, the movement of strands of his own hair over Duo's face being highly distracting. "Um? Oh, the latter doesn't matter," he murmured, his eyes on Duo's lips. "Relena will be the Peacecraft sovereign. It's far more fitting that she rule the country than for me to, since I'm a soldier. It's a pacifist nation. As for aristocracy... it's vastly overrated. Culture is all well and good, and manners, but when it's used to hide behind, it becomes... tedious." //Gracious, I sound like Treize...// "Oh, come on... there has to be something good about it," Duo grinned, and then ran his tongue over the lock of hair at his lips. He'd noticed Zechs was watching him, making his own focus shift from monarchies and blue bloods to more personal matters. "Mmm, delicious." He winked. Zechs swallowed hard. "Yes, well..." His glance flicked up to Duo's eyes, which were distinctly twinkling. //Did he just wink at me?// "While floating from boarding school to boarding school was not much fun, I can say being an aristocrat afforded me a good education, which really only means I can discourse at length on any number of boring subjects and manage not to offend anyone too seriously. Oh, and the fencing training comes in very handy when fighting with a beam saber. So, yes, there was something good about it...// He trailed off, watching Duo practically sucking on his hair... making him very warm.
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