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"Woke Up One Morning… "Written By: SkyLark View commissioned art for "Woke Up One Morning" DISCLAIMER: I do not own Gundam Wing, or its characters.
I just love playing with them. Pairings: 1+2+1, eventual 1x2, 5xS Warnings: Angst, Sap, Romance Rating: NC 17 Summary: After a night on the town together, Heero
and Duo wake up with blank minds and a pressing problem. Archives: http://www.gundam-wing-diaries.150m.com/gw/SkyLark/gwSkyLark.htm and http://www.mizunoamy.bravepages.com/skylark/skylarkfics.html Special Note: "The translation' s rights
to portuguese the works by this author were given in to the principal
translation' s team of the "Woke Up One Morning… "
Embarrassed as I am to admit it, I’ve had that song ‘I Could Have Danced All Night’ from that musical ‘My Fair Lady’ stuck in my head for the better part of the day. It’s not exactly something that can be helped. By far, that dance was one of the most romantic things that I’ve ever experienced. Heero has done so much, gone to so many displays of his affections I am still completely blown away by him. I don't think that the smile on my face has gone anywhere
since I woke up. Actually, everything's been better since I woke up
one particular morning. Which reminds me... …A simple white one with a picture of two doves
on the cover with the scripted text reading, 'The Wedding of Heero
Yuy and Duo Maxwell.' Tall and lanky without any sort of real muscle build,
his brown hair falls to his shoulders and frames his thin face in
layers. Under thick bangs, those light blue eyes that had flashed
in terror when they saw me on our first run in, watch me cautiously. Maybe the guy's had a good look at his actions affecting
a single mother and her little girl and seen how wrong he was. One
can always hope that everyone has a good side to them that means to
do the right thing. Shifting uncomfortably in his seat, he lowers his head
and mumbles, "He just expects that everyone who works for
him will do their jobs so he does not check in every day. Anyone
who does not follow through with his orders really doesn't want to
know the guy. But if you do as you’re told, the
rewards are more than worth it." Like Krutza, he'll be perfectly honest with whether
or not another agent is involved since they want to keep themselves
safe as well. Neither one of them is about to allow word of their
capture get to their boss. As he takes a deep breath, I can see the thought process
going through his mind as he debates if he should talk or suddenly
keep quiet. In the end, he knows that it simply would go better for
him in the long run if he stays cooperative. It's still beyond upsetting how little value they have
for the lives of others. At least now we have another charge
to add onto the laundry list of them against Ivanov with conspiracy
for murder, thanks to this confession. Clearly ‘hearing’ me, he turns back to Olle
and comments, "Well, you'll have a long time in a very small
cell to consider whether your rewards for helping Ivanov were really
worth it." Our captive bites his lip and lowers his head at that. Quickly bowing their heads, they move in and gather
Olle up by either arm to help him to his feet and walk him off. The
two Preventers that had been in the observation room wave their goodbyes
and give their salutations before disappearing. Over the course of the wars, I had to put that lesson
aside to do what I needed to do. Since then, I've been trying to pay
more heed to those words. "It's one of the things that I admire the most
about you," he shares. "After everything you’ve been
through, you still try to abide by something like that. And it's actually
been rubbing off on my usually cynical way of thinking." Smirking,
he snorts, "Yet another thing that your influence has changed
in me." * * * * Not long after we returned home earlier, it was apparent to both me and Heero that we had some… tension to take care of the moment the front door closed. Our clothes were shed the moment we half-walked-half-stumbled into the bedroom, kissing and groping each other the whole way to the bed. The tie at the end of my braid was snapped and nimble fingers unwove the weave until every strand fell free. A long bout of fooling around later, I am more than raring and willing for whatever is in store for me as I am pinned down to the bed with a certain grinning face just over mine. “I want to try something different this time,” Heero breathes in a way that I’m one big goose bump. Unwilling to try using my voice, I nod for him to go on. Smiling, he wraps his arms around my waist and turns us so that I’m on top.No way! …He’s not suggesting… That smile tugs up further as my husband requests, “I want to feel you inside of me.” My brain just completely shuts down at that while my mouth opens and closes without a damned sound coming out. I guess he was suggesting what I thought he was suggesting. Just the notion of what he is asking has my heart hammering in my chest. I would be lying if I said that I never wondered what it would feel like to be on the other side of our lovemaking. Now knowing that I have that opportunity, I’m at a complete loss as to what to do. After a long pause on my part, Heero grins and nods in encouragement and shifts himself so that his legs part. Finally getting my bearings, I swallow roughly and reach for the bottle of lube waiting in the drawer of the table beside the bed. Both of us still hard from our foreplay that got us up to this point, I coat my fingers and get ready to move things along. Nervous beyond belief, I push myself down so that I kneel between my lover’s spread legs. Slicking up my first three fingers with a generous dose of lube, I bite my lip and keep them from shaking too much when I reach down to trace the entrance I am about to penetrate. ‘Ro closes his eyes and rests his head back on the pillow as a sign that he’s ready. Taking a deep breath, I apply some pressure so that my pointer finger slips in only about an inch. I can feel my cock twitch when I get a sense of the warmth and tightness in that cavern. Adjusting his hips slightly as he adjusts to the sensation, Heero is beginning to pant and announces in a thick voice. “Go on.” On that cue, I push my finger further in until it’s completely in. Then a soft moan escapes my husband’s lungs and I almost come unglued. Slowly and surely, I go off the cues given to me as well as my experiences in how ‘Ro would prepare me until I manage to get all three fingers inside to loosen and stretch his insides until he whispers through his labored breath, “Okay. I’m ready.” Even though I haven’t exerted myself, I’m sweating as much as he is as I slowly pull my fingers out to wipe them clean on a wet wipe from the stash inside in the table drawer. Nearly unable to breathe, I pump a handful of lube into my palm and massage it onto my stiff penis. Moving myself so that my tip is just as his entrance, I hold myself up with an arm propped at either side of my partner’s head. His cobalt eyes opening, he smiles and pulls me down on top of him. That’s all the sign I need from him. Holding my breath, I push my hips forward and carefully slip in until I am completely buried in an incredible heat and grip. Heero gasps sharply along with me as he arches upward at the sensations that I know are sending him into another realm right now. I hold onto my husband as well as what restraint I have to not thrust too hard into him, shuddering at the sharp cry of surprise that rips from him. Keeping a steady pace, I move to make his adjustment quicker and easier on him. Before long, the initial shock and brief sting of pain melts into the pleasure and excitement that I am all too familiar with. I can tell in the way that he is raising his own hips to meet my thrusts so that I can get as deep as possible. Fuck! This is better than I ever could have imagined. Muttering words that I can’t really understand right now as I pant heavily and continue to slip in and out of Heero, I groan and ride the waves of feelings running through me. Just so damned taken aback by all of the overwhelming sensations, I continue to follow ‘Ro’s lead and obey when he whimpers for more. As I gain more and more confidence, I push a little harder and faster with every thrust and I can tell that I’m reaching my folding point. Urging me on with his kisses and whispered plea, my lover grips onto me to the point that his nails are digging into my back. Somehow, even with the fog that has overtaken my mind, I manage to remember to wrap my hand firmly around his hardness and begin to pump it in time with us. Only a few of those pumps in, Heero’s back arches once again and his eyes squeeze closed as he screams my name unlike any time before. His warm, thick semen coats my hand and lower chest as he spills out in the mist of his orgasm. That’s all the motivation I need to get only a couple more thrusts in before I’m leaning upward with a long cry of my own as I feel my seed flood his insides. Collapsing onto my partner, I’m heaving for air as badly as he is. Drenched by our sweat and sticky down below, I honestly can’t remember a time I was more content now that I’ve had the chance to know what it is like to be inside of Heero Yuy… …Yuy-Maxwell, as he would correct. That he would trust me with such a gift is really hitting home and my eyes begin to water a bit. At the sight of those tears, Heero smiles and holds me close against him. Kissing my cheek, his own voice is a bit broken with emotion as he whispers a sincere, “Thank you.” I mumble in kind and turn my head to kiss his lips firmly, an exchange that he deepens with a sigh. Reluctant as I am to do it, I pull out of his warmth and shift so that I can curl up against his side. Pulling the blankets over us after a quick cleaning, ‘Ro holds me close and kisses the top of my head. I’m already beginning to drift off after a long, emotionally-charged day as he reaches over to the table to turn the lamp off. Lulled by the soft pulse beating under my ear while I snuggle close, I let out a long sigh and welcome the sweet dreams that are pulling me in.
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