"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 Twenty Two - On the Desk

The sound of pens and papers and general office shit falling on the floor should not sound so damn erotic but to Duo, when he'd swiped it with his arm to facilitate Heero hopping up onto it, it was kinda hot.

It was one of those things - risky sex, inappropriate location sex and generally 'we should not be fucking right now sex but we are' was one of Duo's favourite kinks and this was probably the most risky of all.

"You'll have to pick that up," Heero said as he looked to see where the stuff had ended up.

Duo only shook his head and pressed forward, pushing Heero flat on the oak wood and kissing him soundly to shut up his practical side. As really, he didn't really care right now about picking up stationery when he had a ready, willing and horny lover underneath him who had agreed, maybe a little reluctantly, to be fucked on Lady Une's desk.

The kiss heated up and Duo was grabbing at Heero's shirt, pulling it up to expose his abs, running his fingertips up his lean torso and feeling the bumps of scars and muscles. He thrust his own hips forward against Heero's, their clothed dicks coming into contact and it felt good but there was no time for a game of elaborate foreplay. So Duo was already undoing Heero's belt buckle, unzipping his pants and stroking his cock within a few minutes of getting Heero on the desk.

He pushed himself up, breaking contact with Heero's lips and then helped remove Heero's pants and boxer briefs, looking down then at his half-dressed lover and partner, his lips glistening with saliva, his shirt pushed up to expose his toned stomach and his cock hard and leaking at the tip.

And all on Lady Une's desk. The naughtiness of the location turned him on more as he retrieved lube from his jacket pocket, teasing briefly before he thrust his fingers inside, going down on Heero as he prepared him as quickly as he could, knowing they didn't have long.

Duo knew he wouldn't last long as Heero wrapped one leg around his waist, grunted as he thrust in, a hand grabbing at Duo's braid to pull him down for an open-mouthed and needy kiss as he pushed in. The pace had to be quick and Duo did that, his hips pistoning in and out of Heero's body, his lover thrusting upwards to meet him, the filthy sound of sex filling the air of Une's office.

"Fuck, babe," Duo moaned, his lips trailing over Heero's jawline and then throat, mouthing at his pulse as he continued the pace of his hips.

Heero's threw his head back to allow Duo to continue his licking and kissing and biting as a hand snaked down to Heero's cock, Duo roughly bringing him off with swift sharp tugs.

Neither made much sound at climax, Heero came first, pulling Duo close to him with his leg as Duo thrust raggedly a few times until he too came, feeling the aftershocks of Heero's orgasm in the jerks of his body.

They took a few seconds, Duo leaning down for a gentle brush of lips, until he reluctantly pulled out, grabbing the box of tissues from the floor to clean up.

He offered them to Heero who rolled his eyes but accepted as Duo only had to put his damn dick back in his underwear and zip up whereas Heero's clothes definitely gave the impression of 'I've just been fucked in them.'

As Heero got dressed, Duo picked up the stationery from the floor but as he saw a notepad, he smirked a little as he wrote their boss a brief note.

You have a very nice desk.

In fact, he thought of adding, especially to fuck on but thought that would probably end in being fired so instead, Duo left it next to the computer and left with Heero, the smile of someone who just got laid on his face.

Chapter 23

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