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"Of Fruitbaskets and Beaches "Written By: Jewel of Hell Disclaimer: Don't own nothin' but these words.
Rating: NC 17 Warnings: PWP, total fluff, silliness, language,
yaoi, lime, tangerine, grapefruit, kumquat, orange, pomegranate, pummelo,
lemon, Relena bashing, violence, MAJOR OOCness, fruitiness, Bitch
Squad Pairings: 1x2 Summary: I couldn't begin to summarize this story.
Your best bet is to read it and find out. Contains copious amounts
of citrus and silliness. Read if you dare! " Of Fruitbaskets and Beaches " Sixth Installment: The Gift "I've been going out with Heero now for three weeks," Duo said, absently stroking Precious, "and I still haven't told my parents I have a boyfriend. I want them to meet Heero!" "They've already met Heero," Ivy pointed out. Her boxer, Judo, lay with his head in her lap, panting. "We need air conditioning in this place. My dog is dying, here." Duo grabbed the remote off the bed and turned the temperature down to sixty. "Seriously, Ivy," he said, frowning. "I'm being serious." Syriith looked up from painting Duo's toenails. She shot Ivy a Look. Ivy subsided. Her Doberman Pincer, Vengeance, lay with Precious curled up beside him. Every once in awhile he would lick her muzzle, and she would respond by giving him a flurry of licks to any place she could reach. Jade, who was idly brushing her Puggle Lily, looked up. "You know they'll accept him, Duo," she soothed. "They probably already know you like boys, anyway." "But I've never told them," Duo protested. "And it's not like they could have guessed," Kyra said dryly. "I mean, you act like a straight girl." Duo shot her a look. "Yeah," Syriith agreed. "If you actually liked girls, you'd be a lesbian anyway." Blinking, Duo looked at her now. "What?" She shrugged. "Oh," Lydia fussed, "I seriously doubt they'll disown you or anything, Duo. They love you! I think it'll be fine." "And if you're that worried, totally ask Heero to be there with you when you tell them," Adriana added. "But . . ." "And if he has a problem with that," Ivy said, scowling, "I'll drag his ass down here and make him be there." Duo flashed her a small, grateful smile. "Thanks, you girls. It helps to know you're all here for me." He looked over in time to see Vengeance lick Precious, causing her to totally spaz out. A licking fest ensued. He giggled. "That's so cute!" Syriith glanced at the two, smiling faintly. Vengeance was, after all, aggressive and downright mean with everyone but her, Precious, and Duo. Kyra looked up from grooming her little Schipperke, Obsidian. "I think you should ask Heero to be there with you,"she said. "It's a reasonable request, and he'll give you a little confidence and support." Lydia, likewise grooming her own dog, a Pomeranian named Cruiser, nodded. "I agree." Adriana snuggled her long-haired Chihuahua, Aphrodite. "Not like Heero needed approval from any of us, but if he did, he's totally got mine. His friends, the Coalition . . ." She paused dreamily. "Daniel . . ." Kyra smiled. "They're great guys, aren't they? Especially Dante . . ." Duo bounced a little, jarring Precious, sparking another licking fest. "Wow, you girls all hooked up with one of them, didn't you? Oh, come on, why haven't we talked about this?" "Well," Kyra said, smiling down at Obsidian, "we only met about a week ago, you know." "So?" Duo said. "You mean, none of you have even mentioned this yet?" "Wait," Adriana said, "we all got together with one of them? No way. Oh, come on, all of you spill. I'm totally going out with Daniel. Did you know he does woodworking? He's really skilled with his hands." "Bet that makes him great in bed, then, huh?" Ivy said. Adriana blushed. Duo blinked. "No way. You've already . . . seriously?" She suddenly became very interested in untangling Aphrodite's soft fur. "Well," she said, "he's serious about me and I am nuts about him, so . . . I mean, you know?" Duo sighed. "I guess I do." He looked at Ivy. "I bet your guy is Jin, huh?" She blinked. "How'd you know?" Shrug. "He seems like your type." "Is he good in bed, too?" Adriana asked. Ivy looked at her. "Hell yeah. His hands are really strong. I've got bruises in places you don't wanna know about." "But I bet he's got bruises, too," Kyra piped up sagely. A savage grin spread over Ivy's face. "Yeah." Duo looked at Kyra. "And what about you? How's it progressing with Dante?" She nodded, idly stroking Obsidian. "He's wonderful. He really likes his guns. He gets . . . creative with them." Duo sighed. "You too? Have all of you gotten that far already?" "No," Jade said somewhat primly. "I won't go that far with anyone I'm not married to." She held up her left hand. "That's why we're getting married this weekend." Duo threw himself down on her. "OMG, you're engaged? No way! And you didn't tell us? When did this happen?" "Wes asked me last night," Jade replied, hugging Duo back. "He called me up and asked me to meet him." Her ring was a moonstone. Duo thought that was perfect. He nailed Syriith with a Look. "And what about you? I know you hit it off with Lamasu. As soon as I saw him I knew you two would be good together." Syriith pulled Duo's foot back into her lap. "The night we met," she replied. Duo threw himself down onto the bed. "Lydia?" he asked. "You and Jason?" "I swear he must have read the Karma Sutra," she replied, looking thoughtful. "He's very knowledgeable. And wonderful. And hot . . . and . . ." "Never mind," Duo murmured. "Syriith, would you mind massaging my feet again? I'm feeling depressed." She instantly dug her fingers skillfully in, always willing to cater to his whims. "Why are you depressed, angel?" She held out a pastry. "Would you like a donut?" He gave her a blank look. "But I'm not a lesbian." "Oh, would you prefer a Twinkie?" She handed him the preferable pastry. This time he accepted. "You know," he said, biting off the tip and licking the cream filling out, "Heero hasn't made love to me yet. I mean, I've been going out with him for three weeks. I'm totally serious about him. Do you think he's that serious about me?" Adriana glanced at him. "I would think so. I mean, have you seen the way he looks at you? It's like he wants to eat you right up!" Jade smiled. "He's probably just being a gentleman, Duo." "Maybe he just needs a come on," Lydia added. "Maybe he's shy," Adriana suggested. There was a slight pause, then all seven of them burst into giggles. Shy was definitely not a word that could be applied to Heero Yuy. "Okay," Duo said, "let's look at this logically. If he wasn't serious about me, he would have nailed me already, right? I mean, he would have pushed right from the beginning. That's the way guys are, right?" "Totally," Adriana agreed. "If they are just looking for a piece of ass, there's no way they would stick around for a girl who wants to wait. Duo, I totally think he's just being a gentleman." "Which is very, very sweet," Jade piped up. Duo polished off his Twinkie. "Wow, I've eaten like six of these." Syriith handed him another one. Adriana grabbed a Twinkie and a donut. After eyeing them for a moment, she started playing with them. "Wow, it fits so perfectly," she commented, pulling the Twinkie in and out. "Where d'you keep getting these?" Duo asked, looking at Syriith. "I don't even see your stash anywhere!" Syriith just looked at him. "Bags of holding haven't been invented yet." Duo blinked. "What?" "Will you stop making that Twinkie screw the donut please?" Kyra demanded. Grinning, Adriana suggestively stuck the long pastry in her mouth. "Okay, scratch that. Will you stop having sex with the Twinkie?" Kyra snapped. Discarding the Twinkie, Adriana started flicking her tongue around the donut. "Oh, what, are you lesbian now?" Kyra said with a sigh. "Only for you, sweet cakes," Adriana said. The ensuing pillow fight had the six dogs scattering. Only Syriith didn't engage in such ridiculous antics. She was busy imagining Twinkies and . . . other things. Adriana got off the bed while the others were still engaged and grabbed Duo's cell. Heero's number was the first on speed dial, and she pressed the 'call' button. It rang a few times before the youth's unmistakable voice answered, filled with pleasure. "Hi, Duo," it purred. Adriana actually felt bad she wasn't Duo. "Sorry, Heero," she said, "this is Adri–I mean, Sexy Bitch. Duo is . . . tied up at the moment. Are you busy today?" "Not really," came the reply. "Why? You should know I'm totally not straight." She giggled. She could hear the jest in his voice. "Tease. No, could you come over here? We need you to do something for Duo. If that's all right." No pause. "Of course it is. I'm on my way." Blink. "Aren't you even gonna ask?" "No. Bye." The following click told her he'd hung up. She looked at the phone in her hand for a moment, a little bemused and feeling warm inside. She really, really liked that guy. "Wow, he's actually kinda growing on me," Syriith's voice said right in her ear. Adriana about hit the ceiling. "Aaah! Where'd you come from?" "Behind you, obviously," Syriith said. "And how did you hear what he said?" Adriana wanted to know. Syriith just Looked at her. Then she walked away. Adriana walked back to the bed. "So I totally just called Heero and he's on his way," she announced. Instantly Duo bolted for the bathroom. "I gotta get ready! Why is he on his way over here?" "To see you, duh," Adriana said, rolling her eyes. "You need to tell your parents, and he needs to be there." "Should I really be bothering him with this sort of thing?" Duo called from the bathroom. "Of course you should!" Lydia said, jumping up and following him. "He's your boyfriend. They're supposed to support you in these things. Oh, stop fussing, plum cakes! You look gorgeous as always." Syriith handed him another Twinkie. Heero wondered if something might be wrong as he jumped out of his truck almost before it had stopped moving. Extreme jumped out after him, barking excitedly. Heero started. "Whoa, when did you get here, Ex?" Then, "How did I not notice you getting in the truck?" Extreme barked again, waving his tail. Deciding he didn't care, Heero bolted for the porch, letting himself in without knocking (as usual). Extreme followed him, looking happy and curious. He took the stairs three at a time, bursting into Duo's room. "Duo?" he called anxiously. Moments later he found his arms full of Duo as his boyfriend glomped him. Well, Duo didn't seem to be upset. That had to be a good sign. Extreme dashed into the room, causing exclamations of delight from the Bitch Squad. Soon the dog was the center of attention, receiving much fussing and kissing and cooing. Extreme soaked it all up, trying to lick anything that got close enough to his mouth. Glad of this distraction, Heero carried Duo into the hallway. "What is it, baby?" he asked, stroking Duo's hair away from his face. "Is everything all right?" Duo gave him a happy little smile and glomped him again. "It is now," he said with a sigh. "I just haven't told my parents yet. I mean, about us. I was hoping . . . I wanted you to be here, that's all. Is . . . is that okay?" Relieved that it wasn't something serious, Heero relaxed inside and squeezed Duo. "Of course it is," he murmured, pressing his boyfriend against the wall. He leaned in for a kiss, nibbling at Duo's lips playfully until they parted with a soft sigh. Heero didn't know what ambrosia tasted like, but he was certain it didn't compare to Duo. Every time he kissed him it was sweet, hot, and utterly addicting. It was always the same taste, although this time he could taste something different. A hint of whipped cream and something else. Something . . . Twinkies? He delved deeper, always eager for more of Duo. Soon he broke away, peering into Duo's violet eyes. "Are your parents home right now?" he asked. "Yeah," Duo replied, sounding a little breathless. "Then do you want to get it over with?" "Yeah," his boyfriend said again, resting his head against Heero's neck. "Are you worried about their reaction?" Heero asked. A nod. He kissed Duo's forehead. "Don't be. I'll be right there beside you." Smiling, a faint blush stealing over his countenance, Duo nodded. Heero set him down and the two of them walked back downstairs. Syriith, standing unseen in the shadows, witnessed this interaction. A little more of the ice melted. Duo faced his parents, who both sat on the couch in front of him. Heero stood at his side, a calm and reassuring presence. Taking a deep breath, he looked them both in the eye. "Mom, Dad," he began, fumbling for the right words, "um, well, there's something I should tell you. I guess I should have told you a long time ago, but I was nervous, I guess, because I don't want you to be disappointed in me or anything like that . . ." Heero's hand fell on his shoulder, comforting and warm. His mother smiled. "You know you can tell us anything, honey," she said. "Of course we won't be disappointed." His father nodded. "Yeah, princess. You know we love you." Duo nodded. "I know, believe me." Feeling a little more confident, now, he plunged ahead. "Mom, Dad, you already know Heero. Of course you do. I mean, why wouldn't you, he comes here almost every day and . . . sorry, I'm rambling. What you don't know is . . ." He took a deep breath. "He's my boyfriend." Startled silence fell for a moment. Then his mother stood up, pulling Duo into a fierce hug. "Oh," she gushed, "I'm so proud of you! You're so brave! And you picked such a nice boy." She looked at Heero. "You'll take care of him, won't you?" She hugged Duo again. "Oh, my little sugar dumpling! I'm going to call everybody!" She flounced off. Feeling a little ruffled, Duo turned now to his father and tensed. He was glaring at Heero. "What's your favorite football team?" he demanded. Heero blinked. "The Seattle Seahawks?" he said as though it were obvious. Maybe it was. Duo didn't know how those guy things worked. Duo's father broke into a broad grin. "Good! My princess brought home a good strong man!" He clapped Heero on the back. "Welcome to the family, son!" He trounced off. Bemused, Duo looked up at Heero. Heero looked a bit like he'd stepped into an alternate dimension and found it full of three-headed troglodytes. "And you were worried . . . why?" he demanded. A weak giggle bubbled up inside Duo as he fell into Heero's arms. "I have no idea." A split second later the girls came stampeding down the stairs, exclaiming happily. "We were totally listening!" Lydia said as they surrounded the two boys. "It's fantastic! I knew your parents would be supportive." "Let's go out and celebrate!" Adriana added. "Heero, why don't you call your friends and we can all go over to Gateway to Hell!" "Why do I have to?" he demanded. "You have them all on speed dial." They all flipped open their cell phones. "Good point." Moments later, all the girls had called their guys and plans were made. The Bitch Squad rounded up their respective canine friends and took them to their separate houses and met back at the Maxwell mansion. Just as they were ready to leave, Duo's mother came flouncing back out. "Wait, are you girls all going somewhere?" "Yep," Kyra confirmed. "There's this great place downtown." "Oh, before you do, I have something to tell you," she said. "Girls, your mothers and I have been planning this little surprise for you for a few weeks, just after you got accepted to the university. But I thought, why wait? You can enjoy it all summer this way. Do you remember that beautiful house on the hundred-acre lot by the mountains? Just built three years ago?" "Of course," Kyra said at once. "I've never seen a house I love more. How many rooms? Like twenty bedrooms and sixteen bathrooms?" "Two-hundred-thousand square feet," she said. "Well, we bought it, and it's yours." There followed a long, long pause. "What?" Duo said at last. "All yours," she confirmed. "This weekend we'll help you move in." For a moment longer they stared at her. Then she found herself glomped by seven very happy girls (one boy, she reminded herself). "Oh my gosh oh my gosh oh my gosh!" "I can't believe this!" "Oh, I can't wait! I'm so excited!" "No way! I mean, no way!" Babbling happily, they grabbed Heero and ran out of the house. At Gateway to Hell, Lamasu threw everyone else who wasn't part of the Bitch Squad or Coalition out. His Heero Radar told him the younger man was coming, and he was bringing the rest with him. He cleaned up the place and threw everything on the grill. Then he turned on the disco ball that nobody knew he had and started up some good rave music. Soon they arrived, holding hands and being generally smoochy and syrupy. His eyes sought, and found, Syriith. She slithered to his side, and he slipped an arm around her waist. "Okay," Duo said, grabbing everyone's attention. "So, we have something to tell you guys. Our moms got us a really fabulous gift, and it's something we can share with all of you." Lamasu's ears perked, intrigued. "Well, don't keep us in suspense, sweet stuff!" Dante urged. "It's killing us!" Lamasu thought Duo's answering grin looked a trifle shy. It was adorable. "They bought us a house," Duo said, dropping the bombshell on their laps without anymore warning. "It's a huge house, more than twenty bedrooms. We'd like all of you to move in with us." "No arguments, you must do it!" Adriana piped up. Once the boys got over their initial shock there were, of course, no arguments. Heero, sitting at his usual table, watched the others rave under the flashing disco ball. Duo sat on his lap, leaning back against him and looking completely relaxed and content. With his arms around Duo's waist and their fingers tangled together, Duo's heat and sweet scent washed over his senses. Releasing Duo's hand, he reached up and cupped the back of Duo's head and pulled him close for a slow, deep kiss. Duo responded with lazy passion, nibbling Heero's lower lip. They broke apart to look into each other's eyes, and Heero felt an altogether new kind of heat stirring in him. He realized he really, really loved this boy. He didn't want to spend one minute of the rest of his life without him. He wanted Duo to belong to him, and he wanted to belong to Duo. Brushing his fingers lightly over one pale cheek, he softly kissed his lips. "Come home with me tonight," he whispered against his boyfriend's mouth. His tone made it a plea, not a command. He felt more than heard Duo's soft intake of breath. He feathered kisses across Duo's jaw. "Please," he murmured. "I want to be with you." Turning his head, Duo captured Heero's lips in another kiss. "Okay," he breathed. "I didn't really want to say goodnight, anyway." Chuckling faintly, Heero secured Duo in his arms and carried him out to his truck. Syriith watched Heero carry Duo out of the café. She didn't try to intercept him or stop him. Chances were good Heero had only one thing on his mind, and that was fine. Natural, even. But if she found out he had hurt Duo in any way, she would annihilate him. Heero got out first, and he opened the door for Duo. Duo had to admit, if only to himself, that he was nervous. Before Heero he had never even been kissed, and despite frequent and heavy make-out sessions, their only intimate encounter had been that afternoon in his bedroom. He clasped Heero's hand a little tighter than usual, heart starting to pound. "Are your parents home?" he asked, not sure if he hoped they weren't or hoped they were. "No," Heero replied. "They work in Japan. They own their own company, so they can only come over here a few times a month." Duo blinked. There was, he realized, still a lot he didn't know about Heero. "Are you from Japan?" he asked. "Yes. I was born there. Lived there until I was fifteen, then came over here for school." He led Duo toward the door into the house, closing the garage. "How come you live here, now?" Duo asked as they mounted the steps. "Best waves are here in California," Heero explained, opening the door for Duo again. "I didn't want to go back to Japan, so my parents bought this house here." "Oh," Duo said, conversation faltering to a stop. Why am I so nervous? "There's a Jacuzzi in the back," Heero said after a pause. "I thought we could relax there for awhile. That sound all right?" Trying not to think of a mostly-naked Heero, Duo only trusted himself to nod. Heero let him change in the bathroom. Then he once more took Duo's hand and led him out onto a high balcony. There, ringing the hot tub with their warm light, were fat vanilla candles. The crimson of rose petals drifted lazily across the water and scattered all around the tub. Most breathtaking of all was what lay beyond. Kissed by the light of the silver moon, the ocean lazily stroked the shore. "It's beautiful," he whispered, all his fears evaporating. "Then it was made for you," Heero murmured, softly kissing Duo's neck. A shiver ran down his spine that had little to do with the cool breeze. Heero helped him into the pool then slid in behind him, wrapping his arms around him in an embrace that seemed more comforting than demanding. Duo immediately relaxed against him, soaking up the heat and basking in Heero's nearness. For a long, long time the pair sat like this, Duo reclined against Heero, bathed in moonlight and lulled by the gentle rush of the waves. The heat of the water and the velvet caress of the rose petals teased Duo, heightening all his senses until he was suddenly, acutely aware of the feel of Heero's naked skin at his back. Turning his head, his lips found Heero's in a slow, almost lethargic kiss. Heero responded to all of Duo's advances, but he did nothing more than that. He only opened his mouth when Duo's tongue begged entrance. He tasted like . . . strawberries. Now, when had Heero eaten strawberries? Twisting on Heero's lap, he turned until he was straddling the older youth's hips and turned it into a real kiss. Heero was so gentle. His slow, soothing motions promised Duo he would do nothing that made him nervous or uncomfortable. Duo wondered why he had ever been afraid. He wanted this. He wanted it more than he'd ever wanted anything. Breaking the kiss, gasping for breath in a night that suddenly felt much too warm, Duo gazed into Heero's dark blue eyes. "Heero–" Heero's strong hands trailed up his sides, light and almost ticklish. "I love you, Duo," he murmured. "More than anything." "Heero . . ." he whispered again, hands clutching Heero's shoulders. "I love you, too. I think I've always loved you." One hand caressed Duo's cheek, brushing a thumb over his lower lip. Heero's expression looked a little bemused. "When I saw you, I thought there was no way you could be single and interested in men. Then I found out you were, and I thought there was no way I could be so lucky. But you know what? I am. I'm the damn luckiest guy on the planet." Duo tucked his head under Heero's chin, nuzzling his neck. "I'm the lucky one. You always seem to know what I need." "And right now?" Heero urged, lips ghosting over Duo's skin. "What do you need right now?" Duo felt it start again. That tremor, deep inside his body. Surging up, he pressed a hard, insistent kiss against Heero's mouth. "You," he gasped against Heero's lips. "I just need you." "Then you've got me," Heero breathed, fingers tangling in Duo's hair and pulling him close. His tongue slid into Duo's mouth, writhing against his own in a slow dance. There was no battle for dominance. It was the kiss of two young lovers who want to explore one another, nothing more. There was a certain innocence behind it, lacing it with a sweetness that had Duo moaning into his boyfriend's mouth. Heero broke the kiss, dragging his lips down Duo's jaw to his neck. His tongue laved the slim column, worshiping every expanse with nibbling kisses that had heat flaming over the surface of Duo's skin. So much more than that single encounter they'd had in Duo's bedroom. He threw his head back, offering his throat to his boyfriend. Accepting the invitation, Heero found Duo's pulse and nipped at it. His teeth grazed gently over the delicate arch, every once in awhile sucking furiously to leave a livid mark. Every touch, every kiss, every nibble and nip sent rivulets of pleasure streaming through Duo's body, ultimately pooling in his groin. His pleasure heightened when Heero's hands joined the equation. One feathered near-ticklish caresses down Duo's side while the other brushed tantalizingly light over his chest, finding a nipple and teasing the little nub to hardness. Duo couldn't stop moaning. Everything Heero did to him felt wonderful, uncomparable to anything in his somewhat limited experience. "He-Heero . . ." he whimpered. Heero's tongue dipped into the hollow of his throat, then his teeth sharply nipped at his collar bone. "Duo," he replied, his voice sounding harsh and strained. "Let me make love to you . . ." "Yes," Duo gasped. "Yes . . ." In moments they were both naked, heated skin pressed flush against heated skin. Heero's hand slid unerringly down Duo's stomach, not pausing until it reached its ultimate goal between his thighs. Duo groaned, head falling back and eyes fluttering shut as every nerve-ending in his body lit on fire. Heero stroked him firmly, and in moments Duo was panting, rocking into Heero's touch, desperate for more. It felt so good . . . He started slightly when one finger stroked over his most secret opening. This was uncharted territory, and he stilled momentarily, feeling a little of his former nervousness returning. Heero didn't push thoughtlessly inside him, though. He just lightly stroked, his finger almost teasing. His other hand never stopped its ministrations. It was very hard to be nervous with the person he loved most in the world pleasuring him into a haze of bliss. His head fell forward onto Heero's shoulder, seeming to lose all his strength. It was at that moment that Heero slid the first finger inside him, and Duo was surprised to find it slippery with some kind of lube. Because his body had suddenly relaxed, there was no resistance to the sudden invasion and thus no pain. It felt very . . . different, but Duo unwound inside. Besides, Heero's finger stroking his inner walls like that felt kind of nice. Kind of . . . erotic. Heero twisted his wrist, watching Duo's face carefully for any signs of pain or discomfort. His boyfriend—soon-to-be-lover—had a passion-glazed look in his eyes as he quivered in Heero's arms. He looked like he was enjoying himself very much. Smiling a little, Heero delved deeper, searching for that sweet spot to send Duo to the stars. Duo gave a delicious cry of tormented pleasure when he found it. His body stiffened against Heero, his eyes squeezing shut at what Heero knew would be a completely new sensation. He'd never felt that himself, but he'd done his homework to make sure he didn't hurt Duo and made this as pleasurable for him as possible. "Heero . . ." Duo gasped. "Uh, unh, Heero . . ." He writhed on Heero's lap. His body signaled he was ready for a second finger, and Heero complied. His other hand left Duo's weeping length to wrap around his shoulders for support. Duo didn't seem to notice as Heero continued to stroke his prostate. By the time he had three fingers working inside his boyfriend, Duo was panting and mewling, begging for more with every sweet moan. "Heero," he whined, "please . . . I'm ready . . ." Finally satisfied, Heero removed his fingers. Kissing that perfect little mouth, Heero smoothly, slowly slid deep inside Duo's body. There was no pain. Duo's body coveted the invasion as though welcoming Heero home. He fit perfectly, as though he were made to be inside Duo and no one else. Duo clung to Heero's shoulders, every inch of Heero's penetration causing a rush, an abundance of precious emotion to well up inside him. He felt like he was unraveling, breaking apart until he was completely bare, open and vulnerable before Heero. And Heero saw that. He pulled Duo as close as physically possible, doing nothing more than holding him, pressing soft and gentle kisses against his cheeks, lips, forehead, and neck. Heero saw this fragility, saw it and accepted it, wrapping it in a cocoon of indomitable strength until Duo was whole again. Tears spilled down his cheeks, unnoticed and unheeded as he clung to his lover. "I love you, Duo," Heero breathed in his ear. There was no rush. No haste, no frenzied race toward completion. Mad passion never overtook them. Heero began with slow, deep movements that Duo savored every infinitesimal feel of. His pace was languid, almost lazy, as though he wanted to feel every inch of Duo sheathing him. Duo felt absolutely helpless against him, treasured and cherished and so, completely loved. He could do nothing more than feel as Heero loved him with every deep stroke. Just as Heero's arms around him never faltered, neither did Heero's pace. It felt like a very long time that he made love to Duo. Maybe it was hours. It could have been a few minutes. Duo had no concept of time passing. All he knew was Heero, and his world had been reduced to the place where their bodies were so intimately connected. Then Heero's hand once more closed between his thighs. It wasn't long, after that. Duo's eyes fell shut and he threw his head back, entire body tensing as he reached the peak and surrendered to his climax with a soft cry. It claimed him with infinite sweetness, wave after wave of pleasure rolling over him. At the precise moment Duo reached completion, his whole body tightened, clenching Heero so tightly his release was dragged from him in long, blinding waves. He actually saw stars as he released his passion deep inside Duo's body. He fell back against the wall of the hot tub as Duo went limp against him. Bringing his arms up, he cradled Duo close, still joined with him. The heat surrounding them was almost oppressive, but Heero knew it would be awhile before he found the will to move. Right now all he wanted to do was hold Duo and never let go. "Love you," he breathed, pressing a soft kiss to Duo's temple. Duo responded with a kiss to Heero's neck. "Love you, too," he mumbled. "Don't . . . don't pull out. Not just yet." Heero pulled him closer. "I won't," he promised.
He almost wished they could just stay like this forever.
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