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" Let's Have A Talk"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. The only thing that’s mine is the plot, if ever you
can call it that. Rating: NC-17 Warnings: yaoi, pwp, masturbation, dirty talk Pairings: 2x1 Summary: Duo is desperate for Heero. But Heero
seems pretty reluctant. Time to do something about that. Let's Have a Talk
Duo glared at Heero from his chair next to the couch
his lover was sitting in. A look brimming with anger and frustration. ‘Just look at him sitting there being all beautiful
and gorgeous, watching his stupid show on television,’ Duo thought
sullenly. Oh, he loved him. He loved him with all his heart. And Heero
loved him too, he knew that. They were together for a couple of weeks
now. But all they had shared together in those past weeks, had been
kisses and hugs. Nothing more. The only place where Duo had get to
feel Heero’s tongue was in his mouth, while in fact, he was craving
to feel that wet tongue of his on different, more intimate parts of
his body. Something needed to be done about this, and soon. He stalked his way over to his partner, a determined
look in his eyes, and straddled his lap. “Duo love, I’m trying to watch television,”
Heero said soberly, peaking from behind Duo’s demanding form. Duo picked up the remote control and blindly switched
the tv off. “Fuck the television,” he said. “Heero,
we need to talk.” “About what?” Heero sighed, giving up on trying
to fish the remote control from the ground since Duo kept on pushing
him back anyway. “You know I love you, right?” Duo wheedled,
twirling the fingers of his one hand through Heero’s messy hair. “Hn.” “And you love me too?” “Hn,” came the same reply. “Then why are we still sleeping in separate beds?”
His mouth started scattering feathery kisses over Heero’s cheeks
and nose, and his hand slowly traveled down to his neck, the other
one resting around Heero’s waist. “Because we don’t want to rush things,”
Heero said. Now, that was a lame excuse if he had ever heard one.
“But I’m horny, Hee-chan,” Duo purred in his ear. It
unnerved him that, so far, Heero hadn’t shown any single sign
of excitement. But he didn’t give up quite yet. “How horny?” Heero asked, seemingly not at
all affected by Duo’s touches and advances. His wanton lips claimed Heero’s in a searing kiss
and his tongue swiped out to feel the warmth of his mouth before he
took the hand of his lover and led it down between his legs to press
it hard against the restrained bulge that was hiding between both
their bodies. “Very horny,” he growled. It was a riddle
to him how Heero could restrict his physical desires that much. If
Heero would do this to him, then they wouldn’t be still sitting
there, but they would be humping hours in a mile by now. “And what should we do about it?” Duo grinned. Obviously, his sweetheart was in the mood
for teasing. “Well, let’s start with a kiss, and then see
where it ends.” Once again, he started devouring Heero’s
lips and tongue in an even more burning kiss than the first one. But
still, he could not feel any kind of hardness forming beneath him.
So an ordinary talk didn’t help? Very well. How about a little
dirty talk then? “Heero, do you know what I would like to do to
you?” he purred. “No, I don’t,” Heero said. “Want me to tell you?” “Yes.” A glint of mischief and a teeny-bit of hope sparkled
in the braided beauty’s eyes. “I want to run my fingers
over your bronzed skin and tease you nipples to hardness,” he
growled. He was pleased to feel a shiver running through that beautiful
body he was trying to make his. “You think I would like that?” Heero asked. “Pretty sure. Wanna try out?” Duo said, darting
his velvet tongue out against Heero’s ear and giving a light
push with his hips. “I guess you’re gonna have to make me a little
more curious first,” Heero said soberly, though his breathing
started to quicken ever so slightly. An evil smirk played around Duo’s ruby lips. ‘Oh,
Heero. I’m gonna get you for this. I’m gonna get you good,’
he thought. “I want to discover you, want to know how you taste,
what it feels like to have your hot skin against mine,” he proceeded
to play. His member was pushing against the redundant clothes he was
wearing, and while he kept on whispering provoking words into Heero’s
ear, his hands moved to undo the button and zipper of his pants. One
look in his lover’s eyes and a swift stroke along his groin told
him that he was finally getting excited. Encouraged by that, he went
on. “I want to make you scream. I want to hear you calling out
my name when you come. Just imagine, Heero, my tongue licking your
neck, your chest, your belly… your cock.” Another thrust
with his hips accompanied that last tantalizing promise, and this
time, Heero was no longer able to hold back a lust-filled moan. “I’m horny, Hee-chan,” Duo said again,
convinced of it that he had driven Heero far enough to make him yield
to the onslaught of his hips and hands. But Heero enjoyed his teasing,
and didn’t give in yet. “You have two hands. Use them,” he said simplistically. On that, Duo arched an eyebrow. “Alright, I get
the hint,” he said. He got off Heero’s lap and went sitting
on the space next to him on the couch with his legs spread. Button
and zipper already open, he let his hard member out of his tight boxers
and slid both pants and boxers down to his ankles, his challenging
gaze watching Heero’s face intently. A slight twinge of triumph
and, he might say, pride shot through his heart as Heero’s eyes
widened and gasped audibly at the sight of that dark, throbbing flesh. Heero swallowed hard. He’d said it just to nag
him, but he didn’t expect him to actually *do* it. Oohh, he was
so big, so hard, so wet. He looked simply delicious. The Japanese
youth was getting more and more excited, and Duo was doing anything
to drive his desire to its limits. Not without success. Heero watched
how he closed his eyes in ecstasy as his fingers gently took hold
of the sensitive shaft. The view alone was already more than he could
handle, but then he started moaning, while he kept on thrusting his
hips up in his hand. “Oh… Ooh baby, that feels good,” he hissed.
“Hee-chan, yes… That’s it. Take it all. It’s all
for you…” Cracking an eye open and noting that Heero was
affected by this, he greedily sucked his fingers and reached between
his thighs to that little opening. He tentatively pushed one digit
inside and feeling the muscles relax, pushed in a second on a search
for that one spot. When he had found it, he bit his lip, but couldn’t
stop his scream from tumbling down his lips. “Oh Heero, yes!
Fuck me hard, fuck me deep… Oh… Right there, Hee-chan!”
His thrust became more outrageous with every brush of his fingers
as his need piled up. The need to either take or being taken. The groans and screams spilling from that wonderful
mouth and the mere sight of that amazing beauty playing with himself
for Heero’s pleasure tugged his cock to complete erection. Duo
had asked, Heero had refused, but this was too much. His mind was
going down. And so did his head. Duo felt like he was in control of everything. Heero
wouldn’t be able to withstand this any longer, not him. Not that
boy who loved him, who could deprive him of his breath with just one
passionate kiss, who had him turned to steel so many times but just
left him with his yearnings. No more of that. Now he was going to
have him. Still moaning sumptuously, he managed to pry his eyes
open to see how entranced Heero already was. Only, he couldn’t
see his head anymore. Instead, he could feel hands gently clamping
down on his wrists to still his stroking and pushing hands. He slowly
looked down and saw a mop of chocolate-brown hair. The head he had
been looking for was right there, situated between his legs. “Heero?” he squeaked. His breath tickled on
the moist head, but his breath was the only thing he got to feel for
now. Heero was just staring at it intently, almost studying it. The
urge to buck his hips against the feeling of that cool air against
his hot skin was nearly painful, but he managed to keep his rabid
pelvis under control. He didn’t want to force him into anything,
not now he had gotten him this far. He figured that his impatience
might scare him away. He could only wait. “Heero…” he said again, trying desperately
to calm the shivers in his voice down. He softly stroked him through
his soft hair, coaxing him to finally get that mouth of his to work. Heero knew Duo was dying inside. That hand caressing
his hair wasn’t there for nothing. It was trying to push his
head further down. He let him. Those juices leaking from his tip looked
so tempting. He was eager to taste them. He licked his lips and finally
reached forward to suckle lightly on the crying head. His eyes widened
in surprise at the flavor. “Mmm… Duo, this is… mmm… good,”
he said amazed. “You can say that again…” Duo moaned,
tossing his head back and tightening his grip in Heero’s strands. “No, seriously. It’s very tasty,” he
said enthralled. His fingers hooked behind the waistband of Duo’s
pants and boxers and he quickly pulled his legs free of them. Duo
was dumbfounded, to say the least. Where did that persistent, timid
boy go? Was this just the effect he could have on him? Duo’d
had lovers before, he knew that that taste could be addictive. It
was one of the reasons why he kept on trying to convince Heero to
have a go with him. It had been ages since he’d had some. But
to see Heero giving in to it so fast was unexpected, but surely not
unwelcome. His mind let go of his puzzled thoughts as Heero once
more savored his newly discovered addiction. This time he dared to
thrust his hips up in that warm softness. Not that he had much of
a choice, it was more of a reflex. “Heero yesss… So good,” he gasped. The 01 pilot had a hard time relaxing his throat. He’d
never thought it could be so difficult. It was so long and it wasn’t
easy to breathe. On top of that, Duo kept on pushing his cock deeper
in his throat and his hand kept Heero’s head firmly in place,
so he couldn’t really back away either. He tried to concentrate
on the magnificent taste and the pleasure he was giving to his lover.
He could smell the sweat, hear the rapturous moans and he relished
them, yet he wondered what it would feel like to be sucked off. Probably
much too soon to Duo’s liking, he forced his head away under
the pretext of taking Duo’s shirt off and spoiling his belly
and chest with several light kisses, leaving him no opportunity to
protest. “Did you like that, Duo koi?” Heero purred
in his ear. “Hell yes,” the braided boy panted. Heero straightened and went sitting on his knees, a
slightly pleading look in his eyes. Let’s see if that mouth of
his was skilled in other things than talking dirty too. “Would
you do it to me?” he asked. Goodies! This was getting better with the second. Now
he was asking for it himself. “Why, it would be my pleasure,
my love,” Duo smiled, leaning over to him and removing the other
boy’s clothes. The moment Heero was also completely naked, Duo’s
eyes locked on a hard, dark-colored, proud erection, waiting to be
taken. “Oh heavens,” Duo said softly. He lowered
his head and began a slow, torturous climb to a mind-blowing pinnacle. ‘Oh heavens indeed!’ Heero thought as his
cock disappeared into that welcoming mouth. His reaction was obviously
a lot more vehement than Duo’s. All abilities of speech left
him and all he was left to do was let the insanity take over his body,
voicing his pleasure with shuddering screams of pure wonder. He vaguely
noticed two fingers creeping up to his mouth and he sucked them lightly
to bathe them in his saliva. Sensation after sensation washed over
him as Duo first traced those moistened fingers over his silken sacs,
then teased his opening to allow him access. Duo grinned around his long lost treat. He enjoyed it.
How could he not? Not only Heero’s cock, but his entire body
was plain ravishing. It was simply made to seduce. Just watching him
move was enough for him to make his mouth water. To him, Heero was
a gift from heaven, and he found it hard to believe that so much perfection
could be gathered in one person. He knew that he could easily consider
himself lucky to share his life and his bed with this sweet angel. His searching fingers probed inside of Heero, and he
marveled at how tight the boy was. Gods, this sure promised to be
good. He idly wondered if Heero could’ve been a virgin, but he
at once dismissed the thought. It couldn’t be. With his looks,
his body. Besides, he would’ve told him, now wouldn’t he?
Or could this have been the reason why he kept on delaying it? So much caught up in his thoughts, he almost hadn’t
noticed that Heero’s screams had doubled in volume, that he was
bucking his hips savagely and that his balls were contracting, that
he himself in the mean time had up to three fingers buried inside
his body, that he unwittingly had found Heero’s sweet spot and
that he was attacking it relentlessly. Quickly he pulled away, not
wanting him to climax just yet. “Why…?” Heero breathed, desperately trying
to find some oxygen. “Hush, my love,” Duo said softly, putting
a soothing finger on Heero’s lips. “Not yet. There’s
more to come.” He reached for his pants to retrieve the little
tube of lubricant he always carried with him, but Heero stopped him
in his movements. “Duo,” he whispered, looking up at him with
big, almost childlike eyes. “What Heero?” Duo whispered back. “We’re doing something adult.” Duo frowned at that. What had gotten into Heero? Still
he understood him, even almost found it endearing what he was trying
to say. His libido could be so outrageous at times, that sometimes
he just forgot that they both were only 15. Not much more than children
actually. Nevertheless, his body had often told him otherwise. Right
now, he needed some. Badly. So he decided to play along with the boy. “We’re doing something naughty,” he purred
in Heero’s ear. Heero shivered as he could feel the warmth Duo’s
body radiated against his skin. “We’re bad, aren’t
we?” he said. “Bad to the bone,” Duo breathed, nipping his
way down Heero’s tanned neck to that smooth shoulder. “Maybe we need to be punished,” Heero gasped. Duo went sitting upright again and looked down on that
Japanese dream. “I’ll punish you, bad boy,” he smirked. Heero didn’t even want to start imagining what
in the world he could’ve meant by that. With him, he could expect
anything. “But then who will punish you?” he asked coyly
in an attempt to hide his anxiety. “No-one,” Duo said simply, while swinging
his braid over his shoulder and taking the tip in one hand. “Have
a problem with that?” Heero’s breath caught as glimmers of pure mischief
skittered across those amethyst pools. It made him shudder involuntarily
in anticipation. As aroused as he already was, he promptly felt himself
harden a bit more as Duo started teasing Heero’s skin with the
soft tip, a grin plastered on his face. “Very big problem,”
he managed to breathe. “What should we do about it?” Duo slowly caressed the tormenting tussock over the
firm muscles of Heero’s abdomen. “Less talk, more sex,”
he whispered, spreading Heero’s legs as much as he could, the
space on the couch being limited. “Feels good, ne Hee-chan?” Duo grinned. Once again bereft of speech, Heero could only nod and
moan in agreement. “Feeling sorry for not having done this any sooner?” Another nod. “Good boy,” Duo smiled satisfied. “I
think I have punished you enough now. Time for your reward.”
He reached for his pants again to take the tube. As he covered his
member with the gel, he noticed Heero observing him with slight awe.
For a brief moment, the feeling stole over him again that Heero really
hadn’t done this before. But he refrained from asking him. He
might see it as belittling, and a quarrel right now would sure as
hell ruin the moment. Either way, he would take it easy and be very
careful. He figured that he already had prepared him enough, since
he’d had three fingers pushed inside the other boy’s body
and had them buried to the knuckle. Hadn’t heard any complaints
there. Kneeling between Heero’s thighs, he guided his member
to the tiny entrance and gently pushed forward, keeping a close watch
on Heero’s face for any signs of pain. Only pleasure was written
in those features. Pleasure and love. Heero’s head swam with unceasing ecstasy as he
felt Duo filling him. He somehow had an idea of how it could’ve
felt, but this, this was beyond his wildest imagination. He had expected
pain. He had feared the pain. But he didn’t feel any, not after
Duo’s expert preparation. It felt good, he wanted to feel as
much of Duo as possible. Having adjusted enough, he pushed his hips
up to his lover, and that was all Duo needed to start their delicious
climb towards heaven. Duo was loving each sound Heero was making. Those soft
moans and sweet cries as he started a steady rhythm went straight
to his heart, and he was looking forward to hear the passionate outcry
of his name. Angling slightly, he hit that tiny spot that caused Heero
to lose it completely. Heero felt like a fire burst forth from that little
gland and spread over his entire body. Rapture had taken his mind
in a vortex, a downward spiral going straight to his groin and Duo’s
cock banging inside of him. The talented young American sped his thrusts
up, feeling his climax drawing near rapidly, and as he started stroking
Heero’s member practically pressed between both their bodies,
the Japanese almost sobbed his way to completion. The pressure in
their bodies built up and after a few more thrust, Heero could feel
the cum that fled from his cock landing on his belly, crying out the
name of his beloved. Heero’s muscles convulsing around him and the rapturous
outcry of his name sprawled Duo over the edge he was so eager to cross
and he pumped his seed deep inside that tight passage. The orgasm had been shocking to Heero. The world around
his had stopped existing and all he could still do was feel and scream.
He felt a bit strange when real life was seeping back into his head.
Sated, loved, dazzled. He hadn’t even noticed Duo licking away
the precious liquids on his belly. He had made love for the first
time. Duo purred contented at the taste that invaded his taste
buds. He could never get enough of this. God, Heero tasted much better
than any other he had ever been with. Finally finding that he was
clean enough, he snuggled cozily against Heero, enjoying the warmth
and intimacy. “Why have I waited so long to do this?” Heero
whispered in wonder. Duo shrugged his shoulders, his head resting on Heero’s
chest. “Fuck if I know,” he said. “Now, there’s a good suggestion,” Heero
smirked. The American jumped up in surprise and looked into two
mischievous cobalt orbs. “Heero? What’s with you? You have
become so… insatiable.” “Complaints?” Heero said, cocking his head
slightly. “Na-ah,” Duo said quickly with a swift shake
of his head. He narrowed his eyes a bit and gazed at Heero with a
pondering look. “What’s the matter? Why are you looking at
me like that?” Heero said. “Hee-chan, I have to ask you this, otherwise it
will keep on prowling around in my head until I go crazy, but…
Where you still a virgin? Don’t get me wrong!” he said quickly
as he saw Heero casting his eyes down, a blush shooting up to his
cheeks. “It’s not that it wasn’t good or anything.
I just got the impression that it all seemed so new to you.” Heero smiled nervously and slowly looked up again into
two curious, yet caring eyes. “Yes, I was, Duo,” he said
softly. “You were my first. I was still a virgin.” Duo spontaneously felt his eyes welling with tears.
The way how he said those words, it was so endearing, so touching.
“Is that why you wanted to wait?” he asked, trying to swallow
the lump in his throat. “Yeah. I guess I was a bit scared,” Heero
sighed. “Oh Heero, you should’ve told me, you silly,”
Duo said, playfully ruffling Heero’s hair with his hand. “Your
first time and you did it on the couch. It should’ve been in
our bed with rose petals and wine and other mushy stuff like that.” Affectively tucking a few stray bangs behind Duo’s
ear, Heero reached forward and gave a swift kiss on his nose. “Duo,
you baka,” he sniggered. “Even if it was on the kitchen
table or the desk of our office, I couldn’t have cared less.
It was with you, and that’s all that really matters to me.” That was the proverbial last straw to Duo. He burst
out in tears and threw his arms around his love. “Oh Hee-chan,
that’s so sweet,” he squeaked. Slightly surprised by the American’s reaction,
he tried desperately to get free from the bear hug he was captured
in. “Say Duo, as I can recall, you said something about licking
my neck and my chest and my belly,” Heero said in an attempt
to make him loosen his grip. “Haven’t seen any of that yet.” On that, Duo pulled away a bit and from underneath his chestnut bangs, two naughty eyes peered up at Heero. “My my, insatiable indeed. I like this new side of you, Hee-chan,” he quipped. “But you’re right. I have promised you that.” And with renewed vigour, Duo’s lips, tongue and hands started another assault on that delicious body of the boy he loved. Owari |
