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"Sparks Fly"Written By: Fancy Figures Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, wish I did, just
enjoy writing about 'em for free etc Rating: NC 17 Warnings: AU, romance, Yaoi, lemon Pairings: 1x2x1 Summary: Duo Maxwell is this year's brightest
young entrepreneur. Heero Yuy is his sharpest and best programmer.
Together they created the successful dating agency, Sparks, with a
new and refreshing approach to matching people. A year on, their lives
are very different -- Duo has all the trappings of success and all
the company he could want; Heero is solitary and disapproving of such
a lifestyle. But they both have secrets to keep, and both are in need
of something -- or someone. When Duo decides to update the agency's
unique matching program, he and Heero are thrown back together again,
and there's a different kind of sparks flying. What with their very
contradictory natures, a malicious hacker, and a crisis at the agency,
it's not surprising they don't find it easy at first to get along. Other notes: Thanks to Suzanne, for suggestions
and inspiration! Written for gwyaoi's AU Novella Challenge
"Sparks Fly" Chapter 13 "I've got managers, haven't I? Give 'em a chance to make their own mark. I won't let them forget me. But there's other things I wanna do with my life, that I've been putting on hold for too long now. Things a little more worthwhile." "The Braid Trust..." "You continue to amaze me, Mr Yuy," sighed Duo. "How'd you find out about all that? Yeah, I wanna spend more time there -- I can make a real difference. They don't care there who I am, s'long as someone helps them." He decided he would reach out, and he would touch that thigh... then he'd roll his fingers almost casually into that valley between them, and see what he might catch. Again. Yum... "Heero..." "Mm?" Duo's fingers were hot and damp around his groin, and his head was turning to marshmallow.... "Will you help me? Come into it with me -- the Trust? Could you -- could you be interested in working on something like that?" Heero turned his head, and gazed into the nervous face. He knew now what it meant for Duo to have asked that. He wasn't going to let him down on that -- whatever happened. "Sounds good. I'd be glad to." Duo flushed with pleasure. With relief, perhaps. "But I'm gonna take a holiday first." He hitched himself up on one elbow, looking down on Heero. He lay spread out on the crumpled sheet, quite at home with his nakedness, rubbing himself up against Duo's exploring hands. "Come away with me, Heero. Will you? Wherever you want. A beach, to ski.. what do you like to do on holiday?" Heero smiled through heavy lidded eyes, and Duo's heart flipped. "I don't holiday, Duo. Never have done. When have you ever signed off a holiday form for me?" "Never," murmured Duo, undeterred. "That means I can choose then?" "You need the rest yourself, you don't have to invite me," replied Heero, stubbornly. Difficult to concentrate on that, when Duo's hand was fisting around his cock again, teasing at the loose skin of his sac. "I didn't say that I'd come --" "Baby, you sure will," grinned Duo, and pumped with a little more determination. Heero stretched out, beginning to pant. "The things I want to do to you will take more than a coupla hours in the working week." "No...some of us have got to work!" "Christ Heero, must everything be a battle with you? The damn place can manage without you, same as me! For a while, at least. This isn't a charity invitation! Fact is, I ain't going without you." "Beach then," Heero mumbled. "Sand, water sports, snorkelling --" He started to thrust his hips up in time with the pressure of Duo's hand. "Rolling waves, too much food and drink, tanned skin that smells -- and tastes -- of the sun..." "Always sex with you, Maxwell?" "With you -- always." Duo could feel Heero's hunger rising -- could feel his need straining against his hand. It was as strong as ever. He wondered if it ever waned. If Heero was ever gonna be passive... "A change in my life is long overdue, Heero," he murmured. He realised how good he felt about the decisions he was making now. "And you're part of that." "Ahh, no..." "Yes! Get used to me, Heero. Loosen up a little -- share a little!" "The way I am - it's nothing to do with you, Duo --" "Yes it is now, because I care about you. Because I want to be part of your life, and have you part of mine. For a long time." Heero flushed. He knew it was because he believed Duo at last. But was still afraid to admit it to himself. "I don't know. I mean, you say that now, because you want me -- we want each other -" "What? You think I'm saying all this 'cos I wanna fuck you? My dick's leading my head?" "Yeah..." Heero laughed a little, embarrassed. "Well..." "I said you were an arrogant prick, didn't I? Sure, I wanna fuck you. I wanna fuck you through the mattress and out the other side -- but that's not the only reason I want us to be together." "Be realistic, Duo -- who can say what'll happen in the future? I can't risk a commitment, letting you down -" "You can't not risk it," ground out Duo. "I deserve a chance don't I?" "You deserve something better than me --" "No! Hear me out. I'm gonna stay the course for you, OK? That's what I want. Jesus -- haven't I put up with enough of your bad temper to persuade you of that?" He laughed, rather shakily. "You think I've had any better time of it, any better role models to go by? No -- I've not seen enough robust relationships in my time to teach me what to do. I've never been away with anyone before, Heero -- not been alone with anyone before, for any length of time. Not since I made my own way in life. But that's how much I want to start something special with you. And work on it -- to make it even better. Even stronger." His lids drooped, he slid a finger in and out of Heero's pursed lips, feeling for his tongue. "You don't have to promise me anything. Sign anything! Just be honest with me, Heero. That's all I ask. You know what a fanatic I am for that." Heero sucked thoughtfully on the finger. Let it linger inside his mouth. Imagined something else there. "You've always been honest with me, Duo. Even when I gave you shit, I knew that." "Yeah," Duo smiled. He shifted beside him, starting to feel uncomfortably cramped, as his erection was returning with enthusiasm. "But "praps not with myself, sometimes." "Hn. So where do we go from here?" asked Heero. He didn't seem to have much breath for talking any more. Duo grinned, his eyes wide and hungry. Brought his finger
out with a satisfying plop. "Wanna fuck me?" "God..." groaned Duo. "Don't stop there! Go down again!" "No..." murmured Heero. "Something better..." Eyes half-closed with passion and excitement, Duo heard Heero rummaging in the drawer beside the bed with one hand, for the lube and a condom. The other hand was still pumping his wet, aching cock, easing the pre-cum and his saliva gently over it, all over it. Duo reached behind his head, started to unravel his hair. Knew Heero would like it. He felt the ecstasy growing, consuming him. He didn't think he'd ever get enough of Heero. Well -- maybe after forty years...! He rolled over languidly, pulled himself up to his hands and knees. His head dropped, his legs spread open, he waited for Heero's touch. And then Heero slid an arm under his waist and flipped him back down on to his side. The condom packet spun silently across the bed and fell beside him. "What -?" "Hush, Duo. I want you to -- just let me -- just watch..." and Heero lay himself down on the bed at his side. As Duo gazed down at the long, strong limbs stretched out in front of him, Heero spread his legs deliberately. Duo looked into his face, wondering. Heero hooked his hands under his knees and pulled his legs up. It exposed everything to Duo. "Heero..." he whispered. "Shit..." It was the most wanton thing he'd ever seen. Heero's hands wavered, and then he seemed to gather his confidence. He started to run them along his thighs. The muscles quivered, and Duo watched, entranced, as the balls shifted, beckoning him. Heero's cock bounced up on his chest -- big, and red and glistening already. He twisted his fingers into his short, dark curls -- ran them lightly up and down the needy cock. And then he walked them slowly -- agonisingly slowly -- down under his balls and around the small, puckered entrance. Duo thought he had probably just died; he'd ceased to breathe. Heero was surprised, through a fog of passion and tension, that this felt so good. He'd never done this before -- not even for himself. He didn't think he'd ever felt so uninhibited in his life -- but he knew what he wanted. He wanted to seduce Duo - he wanted to capture him. He wanted to give him the one thing that he'd never shared with a lover before. Control. "Duo..." he whispered hoarsely. Gently, experimentally, he slid his middle finger into the hole. It was slick from the lube he'd spread over him, but it still felt a little odd. But good... "Heero... Goddamn...." "I want you to take me, Duo," he sighed. He tried another finger alongside. Hitched up his hips to get a better angle. He saw Duo staring at him, mouth hanging open. "Don't just sit there, baka -- don't you want me?" Yeah! thought Duo. Like he didn't dream about it a coupla times every hour! But he somehow suspected the importance of this to Heero. "Hey, I don' t mind. I'm as happy being bottom --" "No!" Heero ground out. A third finger had joined the others, and he was concentrating on keeping Duo's fascinated attention. Whilst admitting his own growing arousal. If it was this good with his own fingers, what would it be like with Duo's? "That's the point! I want you here -- I want your fingers -- your cock --" Duo groaned, and couldn't hold back any longer. He knelt up on his heels and reached for the tube, discarded on the table. He watched Heero fingering himself as he spread a generous amount on to his own hand. His whole body felt flushed -- he could feel the blood racing all round, his pulse hammering in his head. Leaning forward, he gently withdrew Heero's hand, and slid his own finger in. Heero shuddered once, then his legs relaxed again. He moaned softly, with pleasure. It fit perfectly -- a tight, snug fit. Duo marvelled at the fierce suction around his digit. He couldn't see how his cock would ever go in there. However much they both wanted it. "Another..." moaned Heero. Duo obliged. The hole parted reluctantly for it, then closed in again on him. His other hand strayed to his own cock, stroked it gently. It was all too fucking exciting... "Heero," he panted. "Do you - do this often?" Heero paused in his wriggling. "Never. Not since - since sensei." Shit, thought Duo. I know I wanted honesty, but -! "Heero, I don't wanna hurt you. Maybe we should wait -- think about it later --" Heero reached underneath him and grabbed Duo's wrist. Forced it up close against his ass. Keeping the fingers secure inside him. "Another, Duo. Stretch me. Then I'll be ready." "Wait..." "You chickening out?" Heero growled. Duo didn't answer -- his chest was tight with worry and lust. Didn't know which one was winning until he pressed his third finger in, and felt Heero stretch and moan under him. "Yesss..." They writhed for a while, Duo moving Heero's legs further apart, his knees high up, so that he could watch his fingers going in and out, see the excitement rippling across the other man's stomach muscles. His own cock was tight and full and desperate for him. "Do it!" hissed Heero. "Duo, take me. I want to be yours. I want to do this for you. With you." Duo shifted in between his up stretched legs, pulled out his fingers. Heero whimpered a little at the loss. "Shall I turn over?" "No," whispered Duo. "I want to see you." He looked down at his own cock. He was very close to climax. And at his most swollen. When he opened the condom with shaking fingers, he doubted it"d stretch over the aching gristle. Every touch made him shiver, and nearly lose it. He smoothed the lube over it, wincing at the shock reaction that it set up. Then he placed his hands on Heero's knees, pushing his legs further up and apart. He pressed up against his pale red, blossoming, cutely puckered hole. It looked as tight as ever. They stared at each other. And Heero smiled at him. With a gargled moan, Duo started to push in. It was the most exciting, most thrilling thing he'd ever done! His cock felt sucked in, snatched from its bed and clenched into a tight, hot sheath. He pulled back a little, afraid of hurting Heero, but thrust back in quickly, unable to leave the heaven that held him. "Is it -- it's no good --? " came Heero's muffled cry. He'd been right -- it was nothing like his own fingers. It was a thousand times better! It had hurt like hell at first -- but now Duo was deep up inside him, and he'd stretched willingly to welcome him. And there was a spot that Duo was pressing inside him, each time he thrust, that made stars appear in front of Heero's eyes, and his cock leap in desperation between them. But he could feel Duo's hesitation. "Dammit, no, it's not you -- " Duo panted. "You're so tight, you're the greatest - it's too good --! Oh fuck, I'm way too excited --" He knew he probably had nothing but seconds left -- he'd never disgraced himself so quickly before! He could feel the tension in his balls, up close against Heero's thighs; could feel the racing heat through his groin, the loss of sense in his head. If this was dying and going to heaven, he was gonna go for a season ticket! He took his weight on his right hand, and stretched his left to take hold of Heero's cock. "Come with me, Heero.." he gasped. "Like I did for you --" Heero could hardly breathe. His heart felt full and like it might burst out of his chest. He clutched the sheet either side of him, swinging his head from side to side in what looked like a pointless plea for help. The invasion of his body had become instead the joining of him and Duo -- a fusion; a melding of them both together. He could see the sweat on Duo's brow; see the helpless ecstasy in his eyes, as they thrust together. He wanted him in further -- he wanted him so deep in him that they became one. The rough pumping of his cock was a distraction -- but one his aching body needed. With a gulping moan, he bucked harder into Duo's hand,
just as he felt his lover's cock grind up even further into him, and
spasm inside. Duo was gasping his name, groaning his delight as he
came at last. Heero felt a wave of triumph and excitement; he'd done
it! He'd taken Duo in, and pleased him, and he could relax into his
own satisfaction now! He reached a hand up and clasped Duo's fingers
even tighter around his cock, and jerked once; twice -- he couldn't
wait any longer himself. He came, groaning and spilling all over them,
just as Duo's right arm started to buckle and his body fell halfway
on top of him. Heero lay there and accepted the touch with a bliss that both consumed and comforted him. He didn't think it was possible to feel this good! Also exhausted -- and sated -- and totally spent. And over it all, the most beautiful, alien feeling of togetherness. He realised now with a humbling clarity what it was that Duo had shown him -- what he'd tried to show him before, in bed and out of it. That it was a gift to find something that was more than just pure physical satisfaction. More than just relief -- just fucking. What had this night been? He knew the real answers now.
It had been sex to be shared. Sex with care. Sex with - possibly -
love. But there was a man there now -- a silhouette in the dark. One blinking screen. His hands fast on the keyboard. But there were no alarms ringing throughout the building. Because it was Heero Yuy; arguably the man with the most right to be here at any time he chose. Then there was another shadow suddenly by the door, and even before there was time to be aware of it, it detached itself and it also became a man. Another man who had every right to be there. A man whose bed he'd just left. "Duo! What are you doing here?" I never heard you come in, he thought, wonderingly. So obsessed with myself. "I could say the same to you." Duo's voice was low, but harsh. "Running out on me again?" "No!" snapped Heero, but he was suddenly afraid of hurting this man. Where there would have been anger before, now there was a more poignant emotion. There wasn't just himself to consider. "I came to erase the data -- to erase the test system. Didn't you see my note?" "Note?" "Hn. On the bedside table. I woke in the night -- I couldn't settle. I had to come and finish this..." He left a note! sang Duo's inner voice. He told me where he was -- he told me like I'd want to know; like he cared. Like he'd anticipated my reaction to finding him gone! The confused misery of the last hour, after finding Heero gone, was pushed happily and impatiently from his mind. "Guess the cat ate it." Before Heero could ask him in that serious way he had, "what cat?", he came to stand beside him. "So why are you running the matching again?" "What? No, I'm just erasing --" "No you're not," said Duo, firmly. "You want to know, don't you?" "Know what?" "Exactly what I've come to find out myself," came the soft reply. Heero could see Duo's smile, full of white teeth, shining in the dim light. "To find out who Sparks matched us with. You never took either of us off the database, did you?" "No... but the hacker had tampered with the system, Duo. It may have been corrupted. Who's to say it works properly -?" "Worked on Marisa Schwartz, didn't it?" said Duo. "What's up, Mr Yuy? Afraid of finding out the answer?" "No!" said Heero, hotly. "Seems to me like you're believing your own publicity now. It was just a test system." "But you told it the truth, didn't you? When you put in your own data?" "Hn." "So did I." They stood together, unsure whether to be afraid or amused. Duo gave an embarrassed cough. "I confess I don't want to find I've been matched with one of those spotty youths in Accounts." "Or Diandra in the Post Room," agreed Heero. In their minds, they ran through a selection of other possibilities within the company. There was silence for a minute. "Remember our 'animals'," said Duo, thoughtfully. "Panther and tiger?" He put out a hand and rested it comfortably on Heero's shoulder. Remembered the touch of that as they'd drifted to sleep. Felt warmed by the memory trails of pleasure. "I said once we might fight. After all, that's what we're always doing, on and off, aren't we? What's the betting there's a hundred incompatibilities like that between us?" "Uh-huh. But the program allows for that. Many of those incompatibilities, as you say, may be complements. The partners may co-exist, not clash." "Wow, Yuy, you're off with the poetry again! Sometimes I think you have a better idea than I do of what a relationship's about." He squeezed Heero's shoulder. Heero leant back into him, instinctively. "We don't have to look, do we?" Duo had thought he said it, but Heero appeared to have beaten him to it. "No." Duo smiled again in the darkness. He turned Heero's face to him and kissed him. Slowly; sensuously. Feeling for the moist, hot, eager lips in the darkness. He tasted wicked -- like an illicit secret; a rich indulgence just for Duo's pleasure, the two of them embracing here in the middle of the empty office. Duo wanted desperately to bend him over the nearest desk, tug down those borrowed sweat pants he was wearing, and fuck him -- hard - stretched across the keyboard! He sighed. Probably not a good idea tonight - but wasn't that such a lost, golden opportunity...? "It doesn't matter, does it? Not looking?" "No," Heero smiled back. He put out a careful hand, there was a flash of fingers on the keys, and the screen blinked and died. Duo slid a hand round his lover's waist and yawned loudly. He could feel an erection nudging at his own loose pants. He'd not bothered with dressing properly, coming back to the office just on a whim. Seemed to have forgotten his boxers. Had been too worried about Heero. But all was well, wasn't it? He wanted Heero back between the sheets, to celebrate! "Can we get back to bed now? Leave your car here -- I'll run you back in, in the morning, when we can sign off that holiday form of yours. I love my system, Heero, but I ain't living by it. We know the real result anyway, don't we? We've got it here already..." "Hn," agreed Heero, as he followed him out. He flipped the alarm system on as they passed the door, stopping one last time to look over at the still-warm terminal. He smiled, with a comfort and contentment that he'd not known for years. Yes -- he already knew the real result. Didn't he? ~Owari~
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