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"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 Three - First Time Heero Yuy had been taught to approach all events in
his life with a cold detachment and an objective eye. He was meant
to think tactically, critically and strategically. Everything was
meant to be about the mission. But this… he couldn't do any of
those things he was taught. As right now he was between Duo Maxwell's long legs,
his fingers stretching the other Gundam pilot who was biting his bottom
lip as Heero moved them inside. It was difficult to think objectively
in this situation, difficult to think at all when all the blood from
his head had ended up in his cock and his rampant teenage hormones
were blinding him with lust. It was a bad idea to be having sex in their dorm room,
the walls thin and the other boys around them probably asleep at one
a.m. The other reason it was a bad idea was that Heero had a mission
in the morning and he didn't think the distraction would be approved
of. But hell, he'd never had sex and there was Duo, flushed cheeks,
eyes closed, hands clenched in fists and it was pretty hard not to
want to move on and fuck him. But Heero was patient, doing what he was supposed to,
he'd researched this since that first blow job as he'd hoped he'd
get a chance to do this. "Are you ready?" Duo's eyes flipped open. "I don't fuckin' know,
it's not like I've done this before either." "You were meant to be the more experienced one,"
Heero ground out. "You assumed I was the experienced one…
I just heard a lot of stuff." This was conversation was not helping and Heero growled,
removing his fingers and finding the lube that he'd kept within arm's
reach, stroking his aching dick with long firm touches and then he
aligned himself as best as he could, not sure how this was quite going
to work but he'd seen enough porn to the know the mechanics. As he pushed in, Duo kicked out suddenly, hard, so damn
hard that Heero instantly felt blood spray from his nose, and he raised
his lubed hand to his nose, the mix of blood and the slick substance
on his skin. "Oh shit! I'm sorry, 'Ro." Heero jumped up off the bed to stem the bleeding, finding
the first available thing, Duo's school shirt, and pressing it to
his face. "It's fine," he grunted. "It just… it surprised me is all." His only response was a harsh glare and Duo got up,
walking over in a way that was far too sexy for someone who had just
kicked him in the face. "Maybe we just need to try harder,"
he said, reaching down to Heero's erection which had retreated in
his injury, stroking it back to full hardness. "Okay… just no more kicking me in the face,"
Heero murmured. "I promise, no more kicking you in the face."
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