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"Destination Eden"Written By: Lisa-chan
Disclaimer: The G-boys are not mine. I only use
them for loads of fun and for putting them in compromising situations
and stuff. Rating: NC-17 Warnings: yaoi, shounen-ai, voyeurism, slight
het, blood, angst, sap, OOCness, Relena-bashing, OC, AU on Duo’s
behalf. Pairings: 1x2x1, 1x3, 2x4, hints of 2+OC, 4x3
implied Summary: AC\200. The war is over, total peace reigns. Heero loves Duo. Duo loves Heero. Only neither one is aware of the others feelings. Who will make them find out? Author: Lisa-chan Author’s e-mail: m.van_kerckvoorde@planetinternet.be
Author’s note: This fic is a rewritten version
of a fic I once wrote, called Nobody’s perfect. Some might recognize
it. I’ve added parts of both Duo and Heero’s past, Duo about
his life on the street, Heero about his harsh training with Doctor
J. The original story, the one in their present lives, basically stayed
the same. I’ve also added a prologue and epilogue. I have indicated
AU on Duo’s behalf, especially concerning his past. No Maxwell
church, no sister Helen, no Sweepers on his fourteen years old. He
did meet Solo. But I’m gonna stop rambling now before I give
everything away. Don’t let the het scare you away, I promise
some good boys on boys action ahead ^_~ Well, enjoy! Reviews would
be nice. Thoughts in Italics ~o~O~o~ indicates flashback Thousands of thanks to Shenlong for the beta reading
^_^ ~*~*~ Destination Eden
Chapter 16 The wall he was sitting against was rough. The purple paint upon it had a granular texture. Never noticed that before. Even a light sparkle here and there. Never given it much attention actually. Never been sitting purposelessly against that wall either, actually. One week. One entire week he'd been sitting there now, armed with threats à la: “If you don’t let me out right now, I’ll stop working” or “Put your food where the sun don't shine, I’m not hungry anyway”. Futile. A thump and he was fettered against that wall again. That wall, and at right angles to that wall. The window he kept on staring through, hoping he would see a glimpse of a white coat leaving the building and driving off the parking lot. That wall, that one purple, paper thin wall was the only thing between him and Duo. That wall, if only he could pound his fist through it and drag his lover through. He had noticed though, that Duo had ceased his sex romps with Heidi at the office, another proof of how much he loved and respected him. Sharp contrast with the two whirlwinds named Quatre and Trowa on the other side of his office. Five times a day wasn’t enough for them. Trowa yes! Oh, harder! Go faster! Ah yes! YES!! Ah Quatre! Oh-my-GOD! Ah yeah, that’s it! Oh!! Yes, he had to listen to it more than once a day. There! His glimpse of a white coat down below at the parking lot. Finally, after an entire week, Doctor J left. Turning to the wall, he started pounding on it like his life was depending on it. “Duo! Duo, Doctor J is leaving! You still have that key to my office do ya? Come over here! I wanna be with you!” he shouted, happiness and hope filling him. Was it normal that it stayed so quiet on the other side of the wall? “Duo? Are you there?” Of course he was there, he knew it. He had heard stumbling just a few seconds ago. Then why didn’t he answer him? Dear God, why didn’t he answer? Duo being quiet, there just had to be something wrong. A sudden dread started enveloping his heart as he understood what could have been the reason. What if Duo had also been looking out of the window and had seen Doctor J leave but stayed looking a second longer to see him turn back and go back inside? What if Doctor J had heard what he had just said? No, he couldn’t have gotten back up there so fast. But what if he had? The scraping of a metal key in the keyhole made him turn towards the door. His eyes big with anguish and the conviction that he was stone-dead, he watched the door open, fully expecting to see Doctor J bent on murder, blazing through it. Who it was that came walking into his office however, he didn’t see. His eyes rolled back and with a muffled thud, he hit the ground. Out of pure despair and fear, he'd fainted. Was this what it felt like to be dead? To be really gone? Vaguely he thought that something had brushed past his lips. Could it have been the breath of an angel, or a kiss to welcome him? No, no angel could kiss like that, it had to be is own Angel of Death. A familiar, addictive scent crept into his nose and spread through his head. Slowly he cracked his eyes open. At first he saw nothing but a bunch of black dots, moving and wriggling, but after a while they dissolved and made way for happiness in the form of a person looking down upon him with worried eyes. “Duo?” he whispered, his brain not completely functioning yet. “Yes, koi. It’s me,” the beautiful American said quietly, smiling slightly now. With a mighty cry of relief and joy, he threw his arms around his neck and smothered him with kisses, his eyes overflowing with joyful tears. “God, Duo, I’m so glad to see you. You don’t have any idea how much I’ve missed you,” he sobbed into Duo's embrace. “Oh, but I do, love. I haven’t seen you for a whole week either. Really, I have missed you too. But what has happened to you? I come in here and I find you lying on the ground.” “I was so frightened. I must’ve fainted. But why didn’t you answer me when I called you?” “I was on my way to your office. Heidi saw Doctor J leaving through the window and I instantly came over here.” “I thought you were Doctor J, that he had heard me yelling to you that you still have a key to my office. He would kill me then. He said he never would, but I’m sure he would do it if he ever found out.” Heero’s hands felt Duo’s clothes. It was really Duo’s clothes he felt, he was really here with him. He really felt his heartbeat, really heard his breathing. “Don’t worry, he won’t hear it from me, nor Heidi,” Duo consoled him. “But why didn't you give me a call? Or send me an e-mail or something? Is there something wrong with your phone? Whenever I tried to call you, I got that annoying voice telling me there was no connection and when I tried to send you an e-mail, it bounced back. You haven’t even returned my letters.” “He has taken everything from me. Everything that would make it possible for me to make contact with the world outside. No phone, windows closed and unbreakable, even those here in my office. I had to give him my laptop, and when I got it back I could no longer send or receive mail. He even went through my letters. Those coming from you, he wouldn’t give me. Haven't you noticed? I come to work earlier than you and I’m leaving later, so I can't see you. Heaven forbid, I might arrange some evil little plan with you, or call for help. See that?” he said, pointing to a little cabinet in the corner of his office. “He even gave me my very own toilet. There was nothing I could do. I felt so powerless.” “I understand how you feel. It has mentally killed me, this week without you. Not only because I've missed you, but I've lived in constant uncertainty. I didn’t know how you were doing, what Doctor J was doing with you, if he was punishing you again, or had twisted your mind so much that you didn’t even remember my existence.” Heero loosened his tight grip a bit so they could meet each other’s eyes. “But at least you had Heidi. I didn’t have anyone but myself. I thought I would be strong enough to handle it, but… I can’t stop thinking about you. Duo, I love you so much.” Duo whispered soothing words and caressed his lover through his dark-chocolate locks as he started crying again. “Hush now,” he whispered. “Talking about Heidi, I have some news about her.” “Really?” Heero asked surprised. “What about her?” “She’s willing to take a little distance. It doesn’t go by unnoticed to her that I love you more than her, and she understands that. She’s not in the least jealous. You know, it almost seems like she’s only made to make the people who she cares about happy. She has helped me stop mourning over Hilde and showed me what love was again, and then she has helped me to dig up my true feelings for you, and that’s something that has made both you and me happy.” “Really? Is she willing to do that? You’re not goofing around, are ya?” Heero said unbelievingly. “No, it’s true. She’s only staying with me for a good fuck every now and then, and of course, you know how keen she is on watching two boys doing it, although that’s pretty impossible at the moment, but that’s it.” The former Wing Zero pilot sighed, contented and rested his head against Duo’s shoulder. Life could’ve been so beautiful without Doctor J, but he knew that that was only a far away dream, and cradled in his sweetheart’s arms, he cried silent tears for the misery his life was. “Let’s run away together. Just disappear,” he said softly. “I have a way better idea,” Duo said. “You do?” “See, I’ve been thinking. If…” “Oh my, that week without me really has had an influence on you, hasn't it?” Heero playfully interrupted him. “Hey, do you still want to hear what I have to say, or do you wanna stay locked up for the rest of the month?” “No, go ahead. I’m listening,” Heero said quickly. “If Doctor J can rob you of everything, then why can’t we do the same? I’ll steal his gun, his tranquilizers, all those foul drugs he uses on you, the key to activate that machine. He’s nothing without all that. What do you think?” “I’ve already thought about that as well, and it’s a great plan, but impossible to do. Everything he needs, he carries with him in that white coat of his. And if you make one suspicious movement, he has his gun pointed at you in the blink of an eye. On top of that, he’s also surprisingly strong. I have felt the force of his fist more than enough, not that long ago actually, and I’m telling ya, it’s not something I can recom…” “Why did he punch you?” Duo interrupted him. “Oh, for several things in my childhood,” Heero started explaining. “You know, for showing emotions in the first place, then came the stuff with the dogs, then there was…” “No no,” Duo interrupted him. “Why did he punch you recently? Hasn’t he punished you enough already?” “Oh… Because he walked into my room one morning while I was dreaming about you,” Heero said, slightly blushing. “So what the hell is wrong with dreaming… Oh, I see,” Duo said as he noticed the naughty grin on Heero’s lips together with a squint to his lower parts. “Well, my love, I’m willing to take that risk.” “Duo?” “Yes?” “Are you still afraid to make love to me?” “Afraid?” Duo said. “Moi, afraid? And what would I have to be afraid of?” “Well, you were afraid last time... That it would hurt. I mean, it’s not a bad thing that you’re afraid, I understand, but…” “Shut up now,” Duo laughed. “No, I’m not afraid anymore. And you? Are you still afraid of visions popping in front of your eyes all of a sudden?” “No, I won’t go hyperventilating again,” Heero smiled. “It would be a really strange thing if that stuff Doctor J gave me was still in my bloodstream now. But I wouldn’t mind giving it a try.” Crawling over, he straddled Duo’s lap. “Duo, do you want to make love to me?” “Heero love, I seriously thought you would never say that,” Duo grinned slyly. “Heidi!” he suddenly shouted, making Heero jump back a little in surprise. “You’ll give a holler when Doctor J comes back, right?!” “Will do!” they heard from behind the wall. “You did lock the door, didn't you?” Heero asked, while he allowed Duo to undress him. “Don’t worry, I did.” While Duo was taking his clothes off, Heero was about to turn around and get on his hands and knees, but Duo stopped him. “No, turn around again,” he said. “Why,” Heero asked. “I want to see your face, so I can knock it off should it be necessary. You know, if something still should happen after all.” It never ceased to amaze Heero how sweet Duo could be at times, in spite of his bad reputation. “But I hope I won’t have to do that, ‘coz I’m in the mood for spoiling my sweetheart,” Duo grinned, giving him a wink. He leaned over Heero and slowly glided his hand over his chest to his abdomen, their eyes still locked together, a peculiar glint in Duo’s. “You’re up to something, aren’t ya?” Heero asked. “You bet I am,” Duo smiled. “And I’m pretty sure you’ll like it.” Heero gave a short, excited gasp as he saw him swing his braid over his shoulder. Instead of his hand, it was now the tip of his tress making its way down below, slowly teasing, scarcely touching his skin. All the way he went. From his groin to the inside of his thigh, and from there returning to his little entrance, proceeding over his testicles and finally ending with his swollen member. He fondled it and gloated over the sight of his lover crying and begging to move a step further, but he only stopped his devilish teasing when the end of his braid was practically drenched with the warm juices and he had gotten Heero as good as mad with desire, almost on the verge of climaxing. All of a sudden, he reached for his pants and popped something out of his pocket. “Look what I’ve got,” he said. “Wow, look at the size of that!” Heero exclaimed. “Biggest I could find.” In his hands he held a huge tube of lubricant, and he covered his member and fingers with it to give Heero his “step forward”. He pushed Heero's legs apart, just enough so he could reach the tiny entrance and inserted a finger, causing Heero to throw his head back and scream out when Duo found what he was looking for. As soon as he deemed Heero ready he pushed in a second finger to prepare him for what was to come. Bucking hips met his fingers with painful need and implored Duo to plunge that yummy, lube-coated cock of his into his waiting body. And so he did. Duo started a sultry cadence where searing flames were kindled and passionate storms were unleashed, watching Heero’s face closely as he gave light pushes. Heero was lost, that was for sure, but Duo focused on not letting his mind slip away in the vortex of pleasure and held it tightly in his head, though that was very difficult since his lover was crying out for him to go faster. His arms and legs enclosed Duo, he used his feet to encourage Duo to fuck him harder, ever harder and crushed the American’s upper body against his chest. Duo obeyed him, but it didn’t make it easier on him. Now that he had lost the ability to see Heero's face, he set his mind on the tone of his screams, which wasn’t that very hard, since Heero's mouth was right next to his ear. “Oh… Oh God! Duo!” Heero practically sobbed. Don’t say no. Don’t say no this time, Duo thought desperately. Don’t go hyperventilating again. “Yes! Yes! Oh… OH YES!” Relief, but also some kind of triumph and self-satisfaction filled Duo as he heard that rapturous and carefree orgasm. He was the one who had tried to make Heero better, who had tried to help him to conquer his fear; and he had succeeded. “Oh… Oh Duo,” Heero panted, dropping himself back on the floor in complete exhaustion. “Thank you. Thank you so much.” “Am I good or what?” Duo said softly in his ear. “Better than I could ever wish for,” Heero smiled in response. Duo sniggered and withdrew, as he did, so Heero could see that his member was still hard. “How’s that?” he asked, his eyes fixed between Duo’s legs. Duo looked down at the price he'd had to pay for restraining his emotions like that. “Hard to knock it off while having an orgasm,” he sighed. It could’ve been the effect the afterglow had on him, but somewhere deep down, Heero felt something that he couldn’t quite find a word for. Maybe gratitude, mingled with respect and awe. Either way, in this state he couldn’t let Duo leave his office. “I’ll help you,” Heero said, and this time it was he who leaned over Duo. The American’s sad face slowly faded into pleasure as he felt Heero licking the thin film of sweat on his skin away. His tongue traveling down from his chest to his belly sent the shivers through him. But it was too slow, his own pleasure had already been delayed for too long, so he pushed Heero’s head down to the place where he needed it the most. “Come on now, Heero. Stop dawdling,” he urged him softly, but that was unnecessary for before he had completely finished his sentence, the head of his cock was already embedded in Heero’s mouth. It made him moan rather hard, and suddenly he cried out as Heero softly scraped his teeth against it, then took him into his mouth as far as he could. Almost automatically, his hands glided to Heero’s head and his fingers clawed in his dark strands. The sensations and his upcoming climax caused him to thrust deep inside Heero's throat. A slick finger entering him and massaging that little spot inside was all he needed to sprawl over the edge. He had barely crested his peak, when they heard a ferocious pounding against the wall and frantic yelling. “For god’s sake, would you please keep it down there?!” Quatre’s voice crashed through the wall. “We’re trying to do some work here!” “Quatre, you are so very lucky I’m not wearing any clothes right now!” Heero hollered back. “That’s a little more than I needed to know! So what would you do?! Should we be scared now?!” “I’m not sure what I would do, but I assure you, you wouldn’t like it! Besides, do you have any idea how many times a day you guys are humping in the office?! Let me tell ya, four or five times!! You think it’s funny to listen to that while your locked up all alone?! You do know that Doctor J has locked me up, do you?” “Yes, Duo told us about that. And we have *not* been eavesdropping. But you two guys can still catch up at night, ne?” “No, we can’t!” Heero yelled, pacing up to the wall. “I have passed a whole week of celibacy. Doctor J doesn't allow any contact with Duo and it’s only that he doesn’t know these walls are so thin that we can speak with each other, if he did he would throw me in a bunker! And it’s still gonna be like that for another three weeks!” Silence. “We didn’t know that. Duo didn’t tell us that.” “That’s because he didn’t know himself.” “We’re sorry. We’ll try to keep it down from now on. Right Trowa? Is that good enough Heero? Heero?” But Heero didn’t answer him. Duo was standing behind him, still naked, hard again, and he was struck with surprise and excitement. He felt Duo's cock pressing against the back of his thigh, slick with lubricant. “We’d better catch up with them, ne?” he said in Heero’s ear in a low voice, pressing him against the wall with his own body. Heero gave a little moan and nestled his head in the crook of Duo’s neck as he felt Duo’s hand sneaking between his legs, more leaning against the warm body than against the cold wall. Duo’s fingers went around Heero’s still limp member, and he could feel him hardening and lengthening in his hand. The moment he had it stirred like that, he started pumping it, and Heero couldn’t do much more than moan a little louder. “That’s good, Hee-chan. Let’s teach those two a lesson,” Duo whispered. His slick manhood was searching its way between Heero’s thighs, then a tight sensation at the head and a cry from the Japanese told him he’d found his goal. “Duo… Oh, Duo,” Heero moaned. “Louder, Hee-chan, louder. They don’t hear you,” Duo growled, pushing teasingly slow inside of him, but giving him a hard jerk on his cock, making Heero scream, almost shriek. Duo smiled devilishly and kept on pushing at the same pace, not slowing down, but not quickening either. “Yes, Heero… That’s what I’m talking about,” he breathed against Heero’s sweaty skin. “That’s it… That’s it! Oh! Oh Heero!!” “Guys, stop it!” Quatre shouted in alarm. “These walls really aren’t strong, you know!” But the two boys kept on banging against the wall together, though Duo’s tempo was still far too slow for Heero’s liking. “Duo! Please!” he cried, it the only thing he could do now he was facing the wall with a bloody horny, yet pitiless Duo behind him. Duo didn’t obey this time. Now that he knew for sure that Heero had got rid of his hallucinations, he could play with him as much as he wished, so he used a little trick Heidi had once used on him. He made him beg. “What do you want, Hee-chan? Say it, just say what you want and I’ll do it,” he panted. “Faster, Duo! Goddammit, go faster!” Heero cursed, pounding his fist against the wall in frustration. “Only faster, Hee-chan?” “No, faster - and - Ah! - harder!” he moaned, reaching behind with one hand to get a hold of Duo’s hair. “And don’t make me repeat myself!” “Not so fast, my love. I might wanna punish you,” Duo teased, removing his stroking hand to start with and slowing down just a teeny bit more. “No Duo, please! Work a little with me!” Heero begged. “I already have to be meek enough, I’m sick of it!” Duo sniggered and decided that he had suffered enough for now. “You’re right, it’s not fair,” he said. “I’ll give you what you want, hard and fast, but don’t come complaining to me. You asked for this yourself.” Thereupon he slammed his hard member into him, again and again, faster with each thrust, and stroked Heero’s cock pretty roughly to boot. Complaining, what was he thinking? Heero could never complain about this. No, he thoroughly enjoyed this, screaming out and digging his fingers in Duo’s hair. “Oh… Oh Kami-… Yes, more! Ah Duo! Just - Ah! - a bit - Oh!! - MORE!” he cried. A crashing sound and a dramatic wail sounded behind the wall. “My… my bookend! The bookend my father gave me last Christmas! Trowa, say something!” Hearing the desperate squeaks of the little blonde, Duo only went harder, and joined Heero in his screams of surrender as he felt he was coming. “Trowa, for God’s sake, say something!” “Duo, oh yes! That’s - it! Nnnhh!” “Hee-ro! Ah! Aah! AAAH!!” While Heero’s hot liquid was running over his hand and against the wall, Duo could feel his own cum darting into his lover's body. Both exhausted, they sank to the ground and huddled against each other, leaning against the wall. “You fucking bastard,” Heero said softly. “Didn’t you like it then?” Duo smirked. “Yeah, I did…” the ex Wing Zero pilot smiled in response. “You know I did. I loved it.” “Yeah, I knew it. I just wanted to hear it again.” “Dear God, no use trying to glue that together again. Completely ruined. Trowa, why do you always have to be so damn quiet anyway?!” they heard Quatre scolding. “I’m sorry, little one. Here, I’ll help you. Maybe I can still fix it.” “Oh, you’ll help me? You’ll help me, eh? You’d better make it up to me, don’t ya think?” “What do you… Quatre? What? No, please Quatre, don’t. Remember what we promised Heero. Quatre, not- Oh!” Heero’s eyes narrowed to angry slits and his fist pounded bang! on the ground. “That’s it! That’s the final straw!” he hissed between his teeth, jerking his clothes together and getting dressed in record time. “Duo, open that door.” “What are you gonna do?” Duo asked, getting dressed as well. “Oh, just wait and see. “Little one” is gonna regret that he didn't listen to me. Now, get your ass to that door and open it!” To be continued… |
