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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 6 Laziness their closest friend for now, he and his girlfriend lay sprawled upon the couch, resting against each other. The television was on, but the sounds didn’t register in Duo’s mind, for seemingly he found the ceiling of her apartment far more interesting. Thoughts were running through his head. It was a well known fact that he was practically unbeatable at the point of talking, even he knew that. Then why was it that he had caught himself lost in thought every five seconds since the three months that had past by since that incident in Heero’s office. Why was he told he was so awfully quiet lately? Funny. Apparently she had teased him enough to finally shut that big mouth of his. Not only because his mind wandered off so much, but even more so because he almost didn’t *dare* to speak anymore. With every word he said, she had to go and make some kind of insinuation about him and Heero, even about the three of them. It was all too obvious that she was trying her best to make that notorious fantasy of hers, to watch two boys come true, but he wasn’t very eager to cooperate with her on that. Not quite yet. His feelings for his friend had become stronger than ever, without a doubt, but that formidable obstacle was still there, and up till now neither Heidi, nor himself had managed to smash it or make him crawl over it. Heero on the other hand, would be only too happy to speed things up a bit. His eyes were glazed with a desperate hunger he had never known before, with anyone. They contained a silent plea to let him touch him, to be touched by him. If need be even being pressed up against the wall again, he didn’t care. As long as there was physical contact. A hundred wishes and desires, all readable in his feverish gaze, each one of them were waiting patiently to be fulfilled, to find release in Duo’s body and love. Not only to be fucked by him, but mostly to be loved by him. But Duo just needed some more time. He’d had to do it with a man far too many times and he wasn’t exactly eager to go through it all again. Duo's first time had been in a public toilet. The fool didn’t even want to pay for a room. He had to bend over the porcelain bowl, his legs were roughly pushed apart. And he had screamed when his tender flesh was ripped open, God he had screamed. The man had clasped his hand in front of his mouth, afraid someone would hear them, but with a quick bite of Duo’s teeth he had pulled it away again. And Duo cried and screamed. Scum. Should have taken a room, so no one could hear them. How was it possible that his mind strayed to earlier days so easily? And that’s who Heero wanted to share his bed with? Well, good luck, Hee-chan honey. Me, scared Duo, who lives his life according to things way behind him. Did he want, if they were to ever sleep together, let the so called magic of the moment be ruined by that? No, when he did it, it would be perfect. How he would do that, he didn’t know yet, but it would be perfect, or his name wasn’t Duo Maxwell. “Duo?” the voice of his girl suddenly crashed through his train of thoughts. He gave a start when he felt her tugging at his arms, which were folded behind his head. “Hm? What?” he practically yelped. “What is it?” “You’re being so quiet again. What’s the matter? Are you worrying about Heero?” “Eh… Well, I was…” he stammered. Worrying, fantasizing. What was the difference? His fantasies *were* his worries. “Yeah, you’re right. We should try to do something about it,” she interrupted him. “The atmosphere at work is becoming more and more unbearable. And that’s why…” She jumped up from the couch with a triumphant face, sagely sticking both her index fingers up in the air, “I have invited him over to my apartment.” “What?” he sighed wearily. “When?” “Tonight,” she replied calmly. “As we are speaking he is heading for this place.” “What?!” he yelled. “What the hell… Why? Shouldn’t you have talked to me about that first? What were you thinking?” “Sure as hell you would’ve said no.” “No, but…” “See how you’re reacting.” “But Heidi…” “Besides,” she said pointedly, “it’s *my* apartment. My rules. I can do whatever I want.” “Sometimes you can be such a big child, do you know that?” he sighed, shaking his head slightly in annoyance. “Same to you,” she said casually. Insolent girl! Just as he was about to make a fuss about it, she was saved by the bell. “Ah, that’ll be him,” she said, bouncing to the door and taking the receiver off the intercom. “Hello, Heero. Come in,” she said into it. Duo sat upright on the couch and looked at her. “When were you planning on telling me this?” he asked. “Were you even planning on telling me this?” She opened the door a bit, so their friend could come in and walked back towards her lover. “I’m telling you now, ne?” It never ceased to amaze her how sad he could look sometimes, when in fact he didn’t have any reason to. “And Duo,” she said softly as she nestled herself next to him, “be gentle with him. I know you care about him. Try to help him.” “Heidi, if by that you mean I have to crawl into bed with him, I’m not gonna do it. You can forget about that.” “Don’t you love him then?” “Yes, I do!” Duo said quickly, and Heidi could see by the sudden love flaming in his eyes he didn’t just say that so she would stop nagging. “I love him very much, that’s not it.” “Then what is it?” “He will… He’ll want to…” He awkwardly squeezed his knees and seemed to struggle with his words. “He’ll want to make love to me, Heidi. I’m afraid of that. I have had experience in this, it hurts so much.” Heidi smiled and caressed his hair. “You only have experience with how you shouldn’t do it. It’s possible without that pain, you know. I’ll help you.” “You?” he asked unbelievingly. “Yes. Do you know what this is?” She took a tube out of her purse and waved it around in front of his eyes. “Lubricant?” “Exactly,” she said with a nod and an ear to ear grin. “You’ll see, with this everything will go very smoothly.” She suppressed a chortle as she saw the growing distrust in his eyes and kissed him reassuringly on the lips, just as Heero entered the room. Heero felt yet another painful twist somewhere in his stomach at the way he found them. Duo’s kiss, deepening with the second, shot through his eyes down to his heart, causing a massacre when it reached it. Words refused to come out of his throat. Vaguely he heard the door clicking back into the lock behind him, making the couple look up to realize that Heero had arrived. Heidi stood up and stepped towards him. “Hello, Heero,” she said softly, taking him by the hand and gently pulling him with her. “Have a seat.” She went and sat next to Duo again, but slyly gave a wink to Heero, unnoticeable to the man next to her. “Now Heero, why I invited you… I asked you to come because we have to discuss a problem.” The Japanese didn’t say anything. He only cast his eyes down in distress. A problem she called it. What kind of problem was it to her? All he ever did was look at him. Since when was it a crime to look at the one you love? She, of all people was the last one who had the right to call this a problem, she had Duo and was oblivious of the fact that she showed off with that whenever they kissed, or even only hugged in his presence. It had turned him into a wreck. Talking about missions had become futile and it was a miracle he still had an income. What was he still living for? Relena was history, he had ditched her the moment Duo had left his office way back then. Of course he hadn’t killed her, he wasn’t quite that stupid to go and sit in jail for her. There weren’t any bullets in his gun anyway. There never had been after the war. She had meant nothing to him anyway. He wanted Duo. Without Duo, life was worthless. If Duo didn’t want him, then there just might be bullets in his gun in the future. Knowing she wouldn’t get much talk out of him, Heidi directed her attention to Duo. “Darling, don’t you see what you’re doing to him? He’s depressed because of you. Why don’t you smile at him the way you used to?” “Heidi, don’t try to work on my emotions. It’s not…” Duo said. “I’m not, Duo. I’m just saying how it is. You are his friend, and friends are there to help each other,” she replied calmly. “I agree, but listen to me. It’s not…” She lay a finger upon his lips, motioning for him to stay silent. Then she stood up and walked over to their tortured comrade, kneeling right in front of him and taking his hand in hers. Her conscience told her that there were limits and that what she was about to propose probably would be unacceptable. But she also knew that those limits were easily crossed and that for once they would turn the unacceptable into the acceptable. Both Duo and Heero would be up in Seventh Heaven if her plan were to succeed. “Heero,” Duo heard her saying, “Let me give you what you need.” His eyes widened at that sentence. He had heard that before, more exactly on their first weekend together, and he knew what would be following. “Heidi, would you please listen to me…” he tried to interfere. But Heidi continued as if she hadn't heard him and traced her fingers through Heero’s hair. "Trust me,” she whispered. “Heidi, it’s very kind of you, but you can’t give me what I need,” Heero said quietly. The girl smiled and cast her eyes down. “I know it’s not me you’re so desperate for. No Heero, that’s not what I have invited you for. Sleep with him.” “You mean I can…?” “Yes, I do. He loves you, he told me so just now. His eyes become misty every time we talk about you. But…” She squinted at him and a mischievous look crossed her dark-blue eyes. “Then you have to do something in return.” “Anything!” he said eagerly. He didn’t give one damn about the fact that this probably was extremely pathetic and only focused on one thing: ending up in the same bed with Duo. Hell, he was desperate. Honor and pride were the last things on his mind right now. He needed that chestnut-haired demigod so very much. Every part of his being, every fiber of his body was yearning to feel him, those soft hairs gliding over his hand, slender fingers teasing his skin, elegant leg stroking past his. Not to mention all the rest that was hiding underneath those restraining clothes. All that pent up desire. It had to be released. He was prepared to go to any lengths to obtain what he craved. “I want to stay with you, watch you while you’re making love.” Excuse me, ma’am? Watch us? While we’re making love?? Heero’s fervor seemed to falter a bit. “Watch us? I… I don’t know. It’s supposed to be something private. And what about Duo? Does he agree to this?” “He’ll just have to.” “Hey guys? What are you talking about?” Duo tried to meddle again from the background. “Is this about me?” “Don’t worry, Heero,” Heidi said, softening her tone even more. “I have already dropped something on him about what I like. He won’t be too surprised. And everything that happens in that bedroom stays inside those four walls, I promise. You can trust me, and Duo too. No one will ever know about it, only the three of us. What do you say?” Heero looked down and weighed the pros and cons. What she said had a point. It was a unique chance, maybe one that he might not get a second time. Besides, it was also to her advantage that nothing of what would happen left the room. Voyeurism wasn’t exactly your most casual thing. “Alright, I’ll do it,” he said finally. “Okay,” she smiled, closing the space between both their mouths just a bit more. For a moment there, Heero seriously thought she would’ve kissed him, and frankly, it didn't bother him. This girl was completely different from Relena. That jealous bitch did everything to prevent a relationship with Duo. Probably something every woman in her right mind would’ve done when she noticed her lover throwing suspiciously lustful glances at one man in particular, hell, even insinuated to have fucked him in her very own office. She was well aware of what Heero was. Not only a Perfect Soldier, but also a perfect lover. But even a simple friendship she wouldn't allow. This girl on the other hand, she did all that was possible to improve his relationship with Duo. She'd even made advances towards him, which brought him back to the fact that her lips were only a hair’s breadth away from his. Just as he was about to kiss her, she stood up again, but made a gesture for him to come along with her. Hoping that his dream would finally come true he followed her, but the moment he saw the aversion on Duo’s face, he snapped back to reality. Heidi however, ignored it, and almost threw him onto his lap, eliciting a slight squeal from both of them. Heero crawled back upright and looked straight into two amazed, violet pools. As much as he wanted to stop time right now, Duo saw no good in that and pushed him away. “Duo, that’s not how you treat a friend,” Heidi sternly admonished. Dammit! He didn’t mean to push him away so roughly! “Never mind, Heidi,” Heero said, painfully soft. “He doesn’t want to. I shouldn’t have come here.” Hurt and completely broken now, he shuffled towards the door, his pace slow. Well, wasn’t this just great? Now he thought he didn’t like him. Duo, you’re such a fucking diplomat! Why didn’t Heidi let him finish his sentences anyway. Then he could’ve said himself that she didn’t need to convince him any further. The fact was that he had just made a decision. Pain and grief wouldn't destroy Heero like it had almost destroyed him. He would make love to him, and he would do it right now. “Heero wait,” Heidi pleaded, throwing a deadly glare to Duo. To her utter surprise the latter shot off the couch and pushed the door shut right before his friend could walk through it, his gaze switched from aversion to something Heero couldn’t quite identify. “Duo?” Heero said startled, shuddering as Duo's mouth was suddenly very near his ear. “I love you, Heero,” Duo whispered. “I love you so much.” Heero stiffened as he felt Duo’s arms close around him. He held him so tightly, he had to search for breath. “Duo…” “I was just so scared, Heero. That pain is murderous, and those stupid memories.” “Memories?” Heero queried. He looked at Duo, and was startled to see tears. “You know I lived on the streets in America, right?” Heero nodded and wiped those tears away with his thumb. No tears in Duo’s eyes. He didn’t want to see that. “Well, how did you think I got the money to survive?” The caressing thumb stopped and the blood left Heero’s face. He pulled back slightly and let his eyes rove over Duo’s body, to halt again at insecure eyes. Duo gauged Heero’s reaction. He had never told him this before, but he knew he had to be honest. When he pulled away and regarded him from bottom to top, he knew the sword of Damocles could fall any moment now and split his heart in two. Heero didn’t want him. What would he want with a whore anyway? His got a big surprise though when Heero grabbed him again and pulled him tightly against him. “Duo…” he said again. In his voice sounded the tears his eyes refused to shed. “That’s so horrible for you.” Duo’s heart swelled with gratitude and love. The fear he had felt seemed to be smothered with Heero’s embrace. The relief that took its place was indescribable. “Heero, do you want to make love to me?” For a moment, Heero had the tendency to pinch himself, but Duo’s hands yanking his hips closer were more than enough as proof that this was real. “She wants to watch us, you know,” he said with a quick nod to Heidi. “Yes. She said she would help.” “Help?” “Yeah, help. When I said I was afraid to feel pain, she said there was a way to do this without pain, and she took a tube of lubricant out of her purse.” “She? Help us?” “Do you know how to do it without hurting each other?” “No.” “Neither do I.” “So we’ll let her help us?” “Yes.” “And watch us?” “Yes.” Duo smiled and Heero smiled back. This is where his miserable existence stopped. Here, he would learn how to love someone. He would make love to Duo. He would see him, wearing nothing more than that rosary around his neck. “I want you, Heero. I want you so badly,” Duo murmured. The words had barely left his mouth, or he was already brushing his lips along Heero’s jaw. Again, Heero had to remind himself that this was reality as he actually felt his lips meeting Duo’s. He purred into the kiss, moaned when he felt the soft strokes of Duo's warm tongue in his mouth. The knowledge that it was Duo who was doing this to him almost made him faint, but the hands caressing him all over his body kept him awake, however only on a thread of remaining consciousness. “D-Duo, don’t…” he tried to muffle. “Don’t do it if you don’t…” “I mean it, Heero,” Duo cut his sentence off. “I mean it, God, I do. This time I mean it.” He closed his eyes in delight as he felt Duo’s hand going underneath his shirt and moaned as said hand tweaked a nipple. Somewhere in the distance he heard someone speaking and leading the both of them away, Heidi, his common sense told him later on. How exactly he got there he didn’t know. Like in a dream, his feet had carried him up the stairs to Heidi’s bedroom. He was sitting there on a large, soft bed without any kind of clothing on. In front of him sat Duo, also naked, wearing nothing but his rosary. The way he looked at him was… insecure, almost helpless, but still determined to make this something beautiful, one way or another. To be continued… |
