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"Iia Disera Side Fic #5"Written By: Zazu Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I
own the characters. I have borrowed them here for some fun and creativity,
and this is not for profit. I do, however, own the plot mentioned
here, and any instances that you may find similar to real life events
are purely a coincidence. All of the characters depicted in this story
are adults. PG-13 Rating: NC-17 Pairing: 1x2x1 Wordcount: 2,267 Notes: Not yet beta-read.
"Iia Disera Side Fic #5"
But, Heero was sure, his other was definitely cheating.
The game wasn’t complex, and the outcome did depend on luck, but Heero figured that the odds seemed unfairly stacked against him. He looked at the tiles laid out between Duo and himself, then studied the few he had in his little tray. Picking one up, he rubbed his thumb on the pattern, trying to decide his next move. He could bluff, or he could be direct, but which way would let him get rid of all of his seven tiles before Duo was finished with his four?
His chances, Heero was sure, were slim to none.
“Stop that.”
Confused, Heero looked up. “Stop what?” he asked.
Duo was watching his thumb. “That,” he said, lifting his chin toward Heero’s hand.
“Why?” Heero asked. “Is the pattern or the ink going to rub off?”
“What? No,” Duo said, rubbing his nose. “It’s making me horny.”
“What in the world?” Heero looked at his hand, his thumb still moving a little, then looked up at Duo. “I’m not sure how I feel about this game, or the game tiles, turning you on.”
Duo shook his head. “Not the game or the tiles. Your thumb.”
Heero realized what Duo meant. It was a motion he used when he touched Duo intimately, especially when he was arousing Duo by teasing him. Stopping the motion, Heero laid down the tile.
By his next two moves, he’d lost the game.
Again.
Duo grinned. “I win again.”
Heero sat back and stretched, then eyed Duo.
“What?” Duo asked, still grinning.
“You’re cheating. I know you are. I don’t know what you’re doing, exactly, but you’re doing something to stack the game against me.”
“What are you talking about?”
“You evaded my statement. Repeat after me. I am not cheating.”
“I am not cheating.”
Damn it. Heero was sure that Duo would be forced to tell the truth; after all, this was the first time Heero had made it so clear. He looked at the tiles, wondering if he really did just suck at the game.
“At least, not outright.”
Heero looked up. “What?”
Duo looked sheepish as he flipped a couple of tiles between his fingers. “It’s not cheating. Looking at your tiles is cheating.”
“What have you been doing?” Heero asked quietly.
“Knowing isn’t cheating,” Duo said. “I watch, at the start of each new game, where the special point tiles are. Then it’s a matter of picking them up by playing the right tiles so I can draw as many of them as possible. A calculation.”
“Cheater.”
“Come on, Heero,” Duo cajoled. “It’s not cheating. I figured out the key to the game when I played with Wufei. It’s a mathematical formula if you know where the special point tiles tend to land.”
Mathematical formula. Math came easily to Heero, but sometimes, his knowledge, or ability, seemed to pale next to his mate.
“Why are you frowning?” Duo asked. “Are you angry? I won’t do it anymore. I’ll cover my eyes when we start a new game.”
“I’m not playing this game with you any more.”
Duo’s face fell. “Why not? You always look so serious when you play. I like watching you.”
“Well, you don’t get to watch anymore.” Heero cleared up the game, putting the pieces back where they belonged. “Or you can watch one of the systems when you play.” He stood and put the box back in its place on the shelf, then found himself sandwiched between the shelf and Duo.
“Come on, mate,” Duo murmured, his lips on Heero’s neck as his arms slipped around Heero’s waist. “You don’t mean that.”
“Try me.” Heero felt irritated, although he wasn’t quite sure why. It was just a game after all, and how could he fault his other’s strong memory?
“Mm, you’re…pissed,” Duo whispered, using an English term he’d learned. He pressed his lips to Heero’s ear, nipping briefly before he spoke, speaking more English. “Don’t be, lover. I’ll be good. You can have your wicked way with me.”
Just like that, Heero’s entire being switched gears from irritated to horny. It wasn’t fair, but listening to Duo speak English, especially right at his ear, always sent a bit of a shiver down his spine. Duo’s hardness pressed against his hip and Heero felt a single finger trace the bulge that had sprung up in his own pants.
“Iia disera, Heero.”
Heero turned immediately and shoved Duo against the wall next to the shelf. The start of a chuckle escaped Duo before Heero crushed their lips together. The chuckle turned into a moan as Heero pressed his body flush against Duo’s and rocked their hips together. He mentally thanked Duo’s decision that they retreat to their own bedroom, leaving the three systems in the lounge. Being in their bedroom was conveniently private for what Heero wanted to do.
Duo’s hands slipped around Heero’s waist, grabbing his ass to pull Heero closer.
“Let go,” Heero growled. “Mine!”
His eyes were dark, and Duo knew his own eyes would soon match Heero’s. He released his other obediently, letting Heero take his hands and lift them up until they were pined above Duo’s head.
In the next second, Duo found himself flipped over so that he faced the wall, his hands held tightly above his head in one of Heero’s hands. Heero’s other hand loosed Duo’s belt and slipped into his pants.
“I get to have my wicked way with you?” Heero asked. “For as long as I can?”
“Yours,” Duo gasped as Heero fisted his erection. He thrust his hips forward, only to have Heero’s hand leave his cock. Wiggling his hands, Duo knew he could easily pull his them from Heero’s gasp, but also knew that he owed his other this little game.
“Stay still,” Heero growled. Duo moaned at the way his other spoke to him. “Mine.”
Duo nodded and stilled. A moment later, Heero’s hand slipped into Duo’s pants again, drawing his erection out. His thumb rubbed at the sensitive head, occasionally passing over the slit. Duo closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to stay still.
His entire mind focused on what his other was doing to him, and Duo wasn’t sure how much time had passed before he realized that the pleasurable feelings were not taking him any closer to release. Shifting his hips a little, Duo felt Heero’s hand still, so he opened his eyes.
“Heero?” he asked, looking down at the hand holding his cock. Heero’s thumb began to move again, as Heero pressed closer behind Duo and began to move his hips lazily. “More,” Duo sighed, happy that Heero was moving things along.
“On Earth,” Heero murmured. “Children played this game…”
“I don’t want to hear about Hydro right now,” Duo muttered.
“Children played this game called ‘thumb wars’,” Heero continued, ignoring Duo. “You clasp hands, and you try to cover the opponent’s thumb and hold it down for a certain amount of time in order to win.”
He let go of Duo’s cock and licked his thumb and forefinger, cleaning Duo’s precome form the digits before he reached down to push Duo’s pants down. They dropped to his ankles, and Heero quickly unbuckled his own pants.
Duo moaned as Heero pressed deep into him. He pushed back and Heero allowed it for a moment before he released Duo’s hands and splayed his hand against Duo’s abdomen. “Brace your hands against the wall.”
Duo quickly obeyed.
Heero took Duo’s cock again and continued with what he had been doing earlier; caressing the head of Duo’s erection with barely more than a teasing touch.
“And guess what, other?” Heero asked softly as he slowly rocked his hips.
“What?” Duo was distracted now.
“I was very, very good at the thumb war. I had a lot of patience to wait for the opponent to become tired, and you can say that my thumb as agile as thumbs can be, not to mention that it doesn’t tire easily.”
“What?” Duo asked again, unable to tie the discussion to their current activities.
“It means,” Heero said, spelling things out for his other. “This is all you’re getting until my thumb does get tired.”
Duo moaned, dropping his head down. “No, no, no!” he panted. “Not like this, Heero. Anything else, you know this drives me crazy!”
“Does it?” Heero asked lazily. “I think you like it a lot. Look, Duo, at how wet my fingers are getting.”
Duo could see and feel the precome oozing from the slit at the head of his cock. Heero’s erection filled him and completed him, and the way he rolled his hips meant that little shocks of pleasure filled Duo as Heero managed to touch the sweet spot inside him. It felt good, but not enough.
“Does it feel good, my other?” Heero asked.
“Yes,” Duo hissed. “I want more!”
“More?” Heero licked his fingers again before returning his hand to its task. “Whatever you say, Duo.”
“No, I want more!” Duo pleaded.
“Greedy other. I’ll give you as much as I can until my thumb gets tired.”
Duo shook his head at the way Heero deliberately misunderstood him. One hand dropped from the way to find Heero’s, but Heero immediately released Duo’s cock and guided the hand back up. Duo might have whimpered when Heero’s teasing touch returned to him once more.
Heero could feel the change slip over him, the clenching of Duo’s passage, the feel of his other’s hardness in his hand and the taste of Duo’s precome on his tongue all getting too much for himself. It was impossible to tease his other without teasing himself, and it was only possible to keep it up for a little while, at least until they learned to better control their impulses.
For now, Heero was all too happy to let it all go. He licked his fingers again savouring the taste of his other and making sure to thoroughly wet his hand before he grasped Duo’s erection again. He smiled against Duo’s shoulder when Duo moaned almost pitifully at the teasing touch before Heero gave in and firmly began to jerk his other off. His hips started moving, and he let his hand slip from Duo’s abdomen to his hip so that Heero could hold on and guide Duo’s motions along with his own.
His entire mind lost focus of everything else except the feeling of being with his other. The smell of Duo’s shampoo, the grip of Duo’s hand when it joined Heero’s at Duo’s hip, the lingering taste of Duo; those were things Heero managed to catalogue before it all spiralled out of control. He gave in to it, searching and needing the bright burst of release that would allow his entire body and mind to shatter in nothing but pure pleasure.
The next thing Heero knew, he was the one leaning with his back against the wall, partially propped up by his lethargic other. Duo was kissing him lazily, his back against Heero’s chest. A hand still guided Heero’s sticky one up and down Duo’s sated cock, and Duo shivered a little when Heero managed to move his hand, rubbing his thumb over the head of Duo’s cock one more time before he let go.
“Tease,” Duo murmured.
“No,” Heero mumbled. “I was following my other’s demand for me to have my wicked way with him.”
“Mireh,” Duo sighed. He straightened and made sure Heero could stand before he stripped his shirt off and cleaned Heero, and then himself. Duo was naked, and Heero was half naked, but neither of them cared as they made their way to their bed.
Curled together, they quickly fell asleep, their body recovering from the release they had gained.
When Heero awoke, a little disoriented because he didn’t know how long he had been asleep, he realized that Duo was holding his hand and studying his fingers.
“What?” he asked sleepily.
Seeing that his other was awake, Duo straddled Heero, who was lying on his back. “Show me the thumb war game.”
Heero grasped Duo’s hand the proper way. Using his other hand, he guided Duo’s finger down and captured it under his own. “This is the goal of the game,” Heero explained. “To get to this point of holding down the opponent’s thumb, without the use of the other hand, of course.”
“Seems easy,” Duo said as Heero released his thumb. “Ready?”
The corner of Heero’s mouth twitched and he hummed an affirmative.
Five seconds later, his thumb was holding Duo’s captive, until Duo pulled his hand away. “You’re not supposed to pull your hand away like that.”
Duo laughed. “Okay, let me try again.”
Instead of starting the game again, Heero reached up and pulled Duo down until they were nose to nose. “I love you.”
Duo answered with a smile and by rubbing his nose against Heero’s. “Me too. Even when you tease me the way you do.”
Heero tugged lightly on Duo’s braid. “Yeah? Maybe next time you’ll do all the work then.”
“I will,” Duo’s eyes gleamed. “You’re the perfect partner to let me practice and train up my thumb, so that I will eventually beat you at the thumb war.” He finished the statement by sliding his hand under Heero’s shirt and brushing his thumb over a nipple. Heero took a sharp breath at the sensation, then tugged on Duo’s braid once more.
“Practice all you want, other.”
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