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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
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. Heidi sat next to them, but she didn’t do anything, just watched. Duo on the other hand, began a stunning exploration along Heero’s body, very gently, very slow. Now it was he who was sitting on the other side, but it didn’t even enter his mind to treat Heero the same way as he had always been treated. His mouth hovered right above Heero's member, his breath tickled on the sensitive skin, but he trailed off to his navel for now. His velvet tongue pierced as deeply as it could, then withdrew again when he thought Heero had moaned loud enough and gave him firm kisses on that same spot, however lighter as he lingered to his right nipple where he gave him the same treatment, eliciting those same moans from him. Wanting Duo to repeat all that once more, only on his mouth now, Heero placed his hands on both sides of Duo’s head and tried to pull it up a bit. Willing to do everything to make his friend happy, Duo did so and was rewarded with a hand caressing him through his long braid, making him shiver. A sudden chill came over Heero’s body as Duo broke the kiss and went to sitting upright. His hands were coaxing him to turn around. “Go lie on your belly,” Duo whispered. His misty gaze told him to trust him, that he would do something he might like. His right hand slowly glided from his shoulders to the small of his back, over his buttocks down to his leg and via his inner thigh back up. Heero instinctively spread his legs a little, having no clue what Duo was up to. He felt his cheeks being spread, felt Duo shifting on the bed. His body tensed. Was that?… Oh, dear God, it was! His tongue, his tongue trailing along his cleft. The pillow his head was resting on was grasped tightly by both his hands and a cry of pure pleasure tore through the room. Fascinated at the sounds Heero made, Duo pulled back and covered his fingers with the lube Heidi had brought. After caressing the little pucker at first, he carefully slid his finger in, far enough to feel something spongy inside Heero’s body. He looked up in slight amusement when Heero’s body jerked in sudden ecstasy and screamed out. The sweet Japanese buried his face in the fabric of the pillow when a second finger was added, but it did nothing to muffle his cries. He pushed his hips back in feverish need to drive Duo’s fingers deeper into that tightness and try to speed him up a bit. Heaven, paradise, it was nothing compared to this. When Duo, to his utter regret finally ceased his ministrations, the braided pilot lay on his side next to him and gently licked his neck and jaw, his skin salty from sweat. Trying to find some common sense, Heero crawled upright and wanted to turn the tables. Time to show what he was capable of. Duo felt feather-light kisses going from his neck to the hollow of his throat, while Heero’s hand was following the structure of the muscles of his chest and abdomen. When he lowered his head to his nipple, his hand lowered equally as much, to his groin. Duo moaned with the pleasure that touch brought along. He liked it, loved it. There, there was where he like to be touched. Heero began playing with his hard member, his fingers delicately caressing and applying pressure, and Duo’s groans caused by that were like music to his ears. They gave him the encouragement he needed to move on with fondling the soft sac underneath his glistening arousal. More moans. God, he just couldn’t get enough of them. Still he stopped for now. He wanted to turn them into screams, wanted to hear the outcry of his name coming out of that wonderful mouth. “Heero, why did you stop?” Duo panted. “Surely, it will get better, Duo,” Heero smiled, gently pulling Duo’s knees apart. “No. No Heero, wait.” Fear flashed through his eyes and he threw a swift glance to Heidi. Save me! Heidi noticed the fear in his eyes and was next to him in the wink of an eye with the tube of lubricant. “Heero, wait a sec,” she said. “Use this.” Heero looked aside and saw her handing him something. “Lubricant?” he said confused. “Yes. You don’t want him to be hurt, do you?” she said, helping him. “Your fingers, honey. He needs to be prepared first.” Heero uncertainly looked at his fingers, covered with the lube, then back to Heidi, as if he didn’t really understand why she had covered his fingers as well as his arousal. She smiled at him and softly brushed through his messy hair. “Lubricant alone isn’t enough. You have to stretch him first, otherwise he will be in pain. Use your fingers to stretch him,” she explained patiently. Heero gave an understanding nod and crawled back between Duo’s legs. He didn’t even think about hurting his American wonder. How could he? The boy he had been wanting for ages, who had blatantly tortured him and played with him. Nevertheless, there was no-one on this earth, not even in outer space up in the colonies, he could love more. As he looked back at Duo, his heart seemed to melt. His brown hair was tousled, his bangs damp from the sweat on his forehead, the skin of that perfect body shone with sweat, his legs were slightly spread. And his face. Love, passion, need, desire, lust, hunger. It was all radiated by those violet gems. A slick finger went in. Gods, he felt so… How to describe it? So very tight, so velvet soft, so extremely hot, so untouched, so… virginal. Sweat break out of Duo’s pores. He was beyond words, could only moan as he felt that finger probing inside of him. It carefully moved around and went a bit deeper. Then it withdrew just a little, and when it pushed inside again, a second finger was added. He cracked his eyes open to look at Heero. To see the beautiful boy sitting there with his hand between his legs, thrusting his fingers in and out was too indescribable for words. Even more indescribable was the feeling he got when the former Wing Zero pilot found his sweet spot. So he knew he had a prostate and he roughly knew where it was situated. He wasn’t exactly stupid. But to have it touched like this was something that went beyond anything he had ever experienced up till now. The moment he had those fingers brushing along that paradisiacal spot, he knew instantly that this wasn’t going to be your ordinary lovemaking. This would feel a helluvalot different than sex for money. A helluvalot better. Heero worked his fingers fervently, scissoring the tiny opening to take his impressive length. The wriggles and moans coming from the violet-eyed beauty, the expressions on his face went straight to his heart. He waited patiently until Duo gave him his permission to enter him, although his need was nearly searing. Wanting to speed things up a bit, he lowered his head and gently started suckling on the darkened tip, adding to Duo’s pleasure and chasing his screams up in volume. “Heero, I can’t take this anymore…” he heard Duo finally squeaking out. “Now… Take me now!” The Japanese smiled and carefully withdrew his fingers. He crawled forward a bit and guided his dripping member against the tight heat, trying to find a way through. Duo’s head started spinning and he felt dizzy when he felt Heero thrusting inside. It still hurt. But it was different. Where it used to be murderous in his childhood, like they were prodding around with knives in his ass, now it was bearable. Where the pain used to be stubborn and refused to hightail, now he got used to it until it was entirely gone. Slowly, the traces of pain faded away from his system. A hardly perceptible, sensual smile on Duo’s lips was evidence of the pleasure that started rippling through him. Every push seemed to beckon him to surrender, to cross the edge. Heero shifted slightly and with the tip of his cock he once again hit Duo’s prostate, making him cry out. It didn’t take long before his screams weren’t the only ones echoing through the room. Heero soon joined him in his heated solo. Screams, sighs, moans or whatever no longer penetrated his head. Blood seemed to have drained from his veins, instead liquid fire was throbbing through them, searing him from the inside. One last thrust was all he needed to dart his mind off into complete silliness, screaming out the name that Heero had been craving to hear. Heero was quick to follow him. Two fingers softly brushed over his eyes, and when he opened them, he met two cobalt ones staring back at him, filled with an endless gratitude words would never be able to express. His arms were loosely wrapped around the limp body on top of him. The boyish features on his face and his dark-brown bangs playing across his eyes made Heero simply adorable, and Duo found it almost unbelievable he had been able to resist that beauty for so long. Words were a shortcoming right now, but weren’t really necessary, for this precious moment they were both embraced in was all they needed to feel and all they needed to know. A hand suddenly ran along Heero’s spine, making him break contact with Duo’s enchanting eyes. He looked aside. Next to them lay Heidi, her head lazily resting on her other hand. Far from being jealous, she had a sweet smile on her face and sighed contentedly. Then she looked at the peaceful face of her lover. “You two were simply wonderful,” she smiled. “Oh, *we* were wonderful?” Heero said, cocking his head. “Heidi, you guided us through everything. Where the hell did you get all that experience?” She chuckled and lowered her eyes. “I’ve had boyfriends before, you know. One of them was bisexual. He explained everything to me, made me curious to know how it would be. But he wasn’t open-minded enough to start such a thing as a threesome. I’m glad you two were.” “I see,” Heero said. Before Duo and Heidi knew what was happening, he jumped up and positioned himself on hands and knees. “What’s with you?” Duo said. “Now it’s your turn,” Heero smiled. Duo felt a sudden fit of laughter tickle in his stomach. Not the kind of laughter that was meant as making fun of someone. He just thought it was funny. “Alright, but only if you turn around again.” To be continued…
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