"Beautiful Addiction "

Written By: Miss Murdered

Disclaimer: I don't own the GW characters - am just borrowing to torment for my amusement

Rating: NC 17

Warnings: m/m sexual relations of all types, some swearing, some light angst, humour, sap

Pairings: 1x2x1

Summary: Heero and Duo have one addiction - each other. A series of 1x2x1 smutty drabbles based on the 30 Day NSFW OTP challenge.

A/N: I did the 30 Day OTP NSFW challenge not so long ago and this is the result. These are all short drabbles on the different prompts. The drabbles have no chronology and take place in canon time-line and after. It is always the same Heero and Duo but they are different ages depending on the drabble. One drabble is from Heero's POV and then Duo's.

"Beautiful Addiction "

Day Seventeen - On the Floor

They'd not made it to the bed. Not that Heero was complaining as they'd fallen down together, both a little drunk, Duo laughing to himself at their inelegance as they had tried to get each other out of their clothes too damn quick.

It didn't matter, Heero thought, the floor was fine, the floor was damn good as he was laid on his back, the carpet digging in a little as Duo rode him, his t-shirt still on, his braid a little dishevelled, his mouth parted in pleasure.

Heero didn't get drunk very often and it took a lot of alcohol to get him buzzed, so this time, when he had, he was enjoying the hazy feeling, the intoxication, as he lifted his hands to Duo's hip, aiding him in his movements up and down, loving the feel of Duo's body against his own, his cock inside him, their bodies working towards orgasm together.

Duo leaned down to kiss him, moving his hips in a way that made Heero moan loudly, and his lover smiled, mischief in those large blue eyes.

"I wanna make you come so hard, babe," he said and he rolled his hips in a way that made Heero grunt, pant, lose his damn mind.

Their lips clashed and Duo continued his rocking motion, each move making Heero get closer, and his hand reached down to stroke at Duo's dick, sliding along the length of it and Duo broke their kiss, sitting back and driving his body harder and faster onto Heero's.

Heero wasn't actually sure who came first, his hand had sped up on Duo but Duo seemed like he was moving so damn fast he was a blur. But that didn't matter as Heero felt nothing but white hot pleasure as he came, feeling a few moments later something sticky on his stomach, his chest… even his neck and then he felt Duo collapse onto him, bonelessly.

"Damn…" Duo whispered, "maybe we shoulda made the bed."

"No, it was perfect as it was."

Duo's response was a smile and Heero couldn't resist stealing it with his lips. Sometimes it was fun to get a little bit drunk and lose a bit of his control. Especially if it meant floor sex.

 

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