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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 23
Duo gaped at the broad, bare chest before him. //Oh, man... I hope he wants to play!// "Yeah, this is much better than sleeping alone," he said, nearly drooling as his eyes raked over the blond's tightly muscled body. //God... When, when when?// he wondered as he slipped out of his long, leather coat, laying it on a chair. Zechs ran fingers through his hair, combing it out a little as he crossed to the closet. His inclination was to strip, slip back into his little robe, then fall into bed, but he wasn't alone... a thought that brought him comfort. He turned, missing something, and saw Duo standing not too far from the door, watching him. Sleepily, Zechs extended a hand to him. "Coming to bed, dear?" "You bet I am!" Duo said, and nearly tripped over himself as he pulled his boots and shirt off while crossing the room to his lover. Shivering with anticipation, he took the proffered hand. "I can sleep in this or put that nice top on again," he said, nodding towards the pile of red silk on the floor by the bed. "Mmmm, nice top," Zechs decided, kissing Duo's knuckles, then releasing his hand while he began to remove his pants. //Oh, wait,// he had the sudden thought, hand on his zipper. //I've teased him like this once tonight already...// He picked up the robe from the floor and turned to Duo, gesturing toward the bathroom. "I'll just be a minute..." //Damn, no show...// Duo thought as he nodded in agreement, and then wrapped his kissed hand with his other as if trying to preserve it. He watched as Zechs retreated into the bathroom... mesmerized and aroused by the slow sway of platinum hair just above that incredible ass. //I thought it'd get easier as time went on. I'd be able to keep my hands off him... but he'd want his hands on me. Why does he have to be so damn beautiful?// Once the door closed, Duo wriggled out of his black jeans and then scooped the red pajama top from the floor. It was just sliding into place on his slender body when Zechs emerged from the bathroom. "Deja vu... You look amazing in that!" he said, with a chuckle and then once again swallowed to keep the saliva from drooling down his chin. Zechs left his pants on a chair, crossing over to the bed. "What, this? Thanks, I guess," he murmured with a smile. "I don't like the feeling of my legs confined..." Then he grinned as if to hint that it wasn't only his legs that he didn't like confined. Zechs pulled back the covers and sat down on the bed, immediately shifting over to the other side to leave room for Duo. "You look pretty delicious yourself, my little red fox," he murmured and patted the space next to him. //I can do this, but it's pure torture,// Duo thought as he took a step forward, then another and another. "Heh... thank you," he said, easing himself onto the bed, his thigh pressing against Zechs's. "I have to tell you this is very strange," he said, chuckling a little and pulling his braid over his shoulder to twirl the end around his fingers. Now his nerves were kicking in. He could tell because he always laughed and played with his braid when he became uncomfortable or nervous in personal situations. //He's... nervous. Why? Because it's the first time in bed together since...?// Zechs lay on his side, leaning on an elbow. "It's just me, love," he whispered quietly, then took the braid out of Duo's hand. "Come, lie with me." Then he gently pulled Duo down into his arms, back to his front, spooning the smaller body with his longer one. "There, that's so much better," he whispered into Duo's ear, cuddling him close. Duo took a deep, shuddering breath as Zechs wrapped around him from behind. "Oh..." he whimpered. The feel of the large, firm body pressed against him nearly made him cry. //Why couldn't we have had just a little more time...?// he wondered, still fighting a grudge for Quatre's interference. "This is good... just perfect, Zechs" he said and snuggled closer. "Mmmm, I think so too," Zechs murmured, raising a hand from where it was wrapped around him to caress Duo's cheek with the back of his fingers. "Love you, Dancer." Now that they were lying down, sleep called to him once more. But first he would savor what he held, a bright treasure named Duo Maxwell. "Love you." "And I love you," Duo said, softly, enjoying the touch to his cheek. He took another breath, resigning himself to just sleeping tonight. It wasn't a bad thing... they had an enemy to face in the morning and sleeping in each other's arms would give them strength. But Duo couldn't help but ache for the physical part of their love they weren't sharing. What they hadn't shared since... and maybe wouldn't share again. They loved each other, but with caution. A caution that they hadn't known before. Zechs pressed a kiss to Duo's hair. "Shhh... Duo, you're trembling. But you know you belong here... we belong here, together. Look how far we've come..." More kisses laid to temple and ear. "I know you want to go back to how it was in Cairo. I promise you, little fox, that we'll keep moving in that direction. We'll get there... because I love you so much. Please be patient, love... we'll get there..." "I am trying, Zechs," Duo said, as a tear broke free and trailed down his cheek to the pillow below. As a Gundam pilot, he'd never expected to find anyone to love in this war. He had been prepared to fight and to win and hopefully to survive in one piece, but never to find love... and with a former enemy. Sometimes it was too much for the fifteen-year old to handle. The responsibility of freeing the colonies and now the responsibility of being in a grown-up relationship. "Yes, love," Duo murmured shakily through more tears. "Yes," he said, again, trying to convince himself and Zechs that it would be so... they would somehow make it. "That's my sweet Duo," Zechs murmured, cradling his little lover close against his body. Sleep was gradually stealing upon him, but he wanted to be assured of Duo's emotional comfort first. "Promise you..." He found Duo's hands and twined their fingers together, even as he held him. "Dancer... so strong... y'can do it..." He pressed a last kiss to the boy's hair, then succumbed to sleep at last. "My Wolf is the strong one," Duo whispered, sensing Zechs had already fallen asleep. It was glorious to be lying in this man's arms. Fingers entwined and bodies spooned together in a coalition of warmth, love and strength. This was a pre-battle ritual the young Gundam pilot hoped to repeat... feeling centered in a way he had never known before. When Duo finally closed his eyes, he imagined Dancer and Wolf wrapped naked in each other's arms after their passionate love-making. He fell asleep with the gentle curve of a sated grin on his lips...
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