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"Whose Substitute?"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. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Duo's POV, use of sex toy Pairings: 1x2, 3+4+3, 5+R Summary: Duo has purchased something from an online
sex shop which has Heero questioning his own abilities. "Whose Substitute? "
Chapter 2
Not that I was complaining, but we’d ended our night with some mind-blowing sex, and while we engaged in these activities fairly often, I wondered why he seemed to be feeling particularly horny.
To save the bed from getting messy, and because I was already somewhat sticky from last night’s escapade, I led Heero to the shower where he made me cum fairly quickly all over the shower tiles while he rubbed against my backside and came all over my lower back and ass.
He was laughing and kissing me though, so I didn’t complain and only hurried us through our morning routine so that we wouldn’t be late.
It was by a stroke of luck that both Heero and I had both closed cases recently. Granted, we had more than one case going, but at least neither of us were out of town on a mission; I did feel a little sympathy for our fellow agents who not only couldn’t spend Christmas with their family, but couldn’t even give them a call.
Needless to say, with the snacks in the pantry, courtesy of some of our agents and their family, I wasn’t too focused on working that day, and it passed by fairly quickly.
Heero and I headed over to the hotel close to our workplace; Quatre and Trowa had flown in to have Christmas Eve dinner with us. Wufei had already arrived, along with Quatre and Trowa, and we sat down to enjoy some drinks and to catch up in general.
“Another year ending,” Quatre said, sipping from his glass. “Been a pretty good year, hasn’t it?” he asked, glancing at Trowa, who smiled.
“Pretty good,” Wufei said. “Considering the amount of cases closed and the lack of newer cases to crack.”
“Considering that you did get to go on quite a few dates with Relena in the last few months,” I added. “Why didn’t you ask her to join us for dinner?”
Wufei flushed. “Relena…is doing dinner via video conference with her brother and Noin who couldn’t make it back from Mars.”
“It was a good year,” Heero agreed, reaching over to give my hand a quick squeeze. “It is the first Christmas that Duo and I will be celebrating in our new home.”
“Cheers to that!” Quatre said. “Finding a home is definitely good.”
“I’ve had my home for a while,” I said, glancing at Heero.
“It isn’t just a physical place,” he agreed.
I leaned closer, unable to resist a teasing comment. “I thought it was…you between my legs and buried to the hilt in me.”
He blushed and glared at me.
“What did he say?” Quatre asked, curious.
“Nothing,” Heero said. “He was just teasing me about something I said a couple days ago.”
I laughed, mentally giving myself a point. Heero was the one who had been extra horny the last twenty-four hours; I had no doubt that we’d ring in Christmas with another bout of love-making.
I wasn’t going to complain.
It was a pleasant surprise to learn that Quatre and Trowa would remain in town to celebrate the New Year. They hadn’t been able to the last year, and initially hadn’t planned to due to a conference that Quatre had to attend back home. With the conference postponed, it gave the two of them a little extra vacation time and they had agreed to stay in town so that we could celebrate together.
Dinner passed fairly quickly, and I was sure to tease Wufei when he said he would be going to Relena’s to drop off her Christmas present. I did understand that loved ones would want to spend some of Christmas Eve together, and shortly after dinner, we wished each other a Merry Christmas and parted with plans to meet up for dinner as often as possible while Quatre and Trowa remained in town.
I was eager to get home and spend time with Heero, and very eager to open some presents with him…
One present in particular.
It wasn’t long before I was home and wearing a long sleeved shirt and shorts, curled up on the couch against Heero.
“Christmas Eve,” I said softly as he flicked on the news. It was mundane, but I was thankful for it.
“Christmas Eve,” he echoed, kissing my head.
“Let’s open presents,” I said.
“Now?” he asked. I nodded.
“We don’t have the day off tomorrow, and…do you really want to wait until midnight?” I asked.
His answer was to ease me up off of him, so we moved to sit in front of the tree. Like the past Christmas, we opened the other gifts we had received, taking turns and laughing over gag gifts.
Before long, there were three gifts left under the tree. Heero frowned.
“This is my gift to you,” he said, pointing it out. “And…this is your gift to me,” he said, pointing to the second gift. “Who…is that from?” he asked.
“It was my gift to myself,” I grinned. “Well, to us. Let’s open it last.”
Heero insisted that I open my gift first, and I opened it to find a new shoulder holster; it was about a month ago that mine had been slashed in a close encounter with one of the bad guys and I hadn’t gotten around to replacing it with one that fit better than the standard issue from Preventers.
And for some reason, Heero looked extremely surprised and relieved when he opened my gift. He lifted the blade out of the box, unsheathing it and studying it meticulously before looking up at me.
“It’s…like yours,” he said softly.
I nodded. “It is mine,” I said. Heero liked my knives; hell, I loved my knives too. But…call me sentimental, call me stupid, you could even call me cheap because I technically hadn’t spent any money on it. The pair of knives I owned got me through the war, and I really wanted Heero to have one of them so that he could protect himself the way I had used them to protect myself.
We weren’t in the midst of the war anymore, and Heero had more than adequate equipment at his disposal from Preventers. I could be a sap and admit that it was almost like I was by Heero’s side since I had stopped being his partner once we had gotten together; it was against Preventers regulations for couples to work together. As a result, the only times I did get to work with him were if we were consultants for a case, or it happened to be a bigger case that required a larger team.
Heero leaned over and gave me a long, lingering kiss.
“I swear to you that I’ll take good care of it,” he whispered when he pulled away.
“I have no doubt that you will,” I replied.
He put the blade back into the sheath that could wrap around his thigh for easy access, and we turned our attention to the very last gift.
“What is it?” he asked me suspiciously.
“Let’s put everything away first,” I said. “And then I’ll show you.”
He looked like he would protest, but he complied. We made short work of the gift bags and the wrapping paper, and carefully stored away the gifts in the appropriate places. Then, I took the box with me as I locked down our home and led Heero into the bedroom.
Guiding him to sit on the bed, I followed and crossed my legs, putting the box between us. “Open it,” I said.
He hesitated a moment before he complied; I watched his face, grinning because I knew he would be surprised.
At least, I thought he would be surprised.
Instead, Heero looked a little defeated as he pulled the wrapping paper off of the box and looked up at me.
“Is there a reason that…you felt that you would need this?” he asked me.
I studied him. “You don’t want to try it?” I asked.
His eyes widened. “I’m perfectly happy with what you and I have, Duo, why would I want to try something like this?” He looked down at it again. “Unless…you aren’t happy or satisfied with what I…”
“Wait,” I said. “You knew about this.”
He nodded. “Saw it on your credit card bill.”
“And you thought that I thought…and that’s why you were so horny last night and this morning and…”
He blushed a little, then stared at me in shock when I laughed.
“I’m sorry,” I wheezed. “It’s not funny, I know. But you should know that it wasn’t what I was thinking!”
“Duo, tell me what I’m supposed to think when my lover purchases a dildo despite our rather healthy sex life,” he said. “What would you have thought?”
“Well, I wasn’t expecting you to find out about it prior to this moment,” I defended myself. “I’d no idea that it would put you in such an insecure position.” I removed the dildo from the box, tossing the box off of the bed. The dildo was wrapped in a towel as I had cleaned it before putting it into the box. Leaving it aside, I moved closer to him, boldly cupping his groin. “I love this,” I said firmly. “And I’m damn satisfied with it.”
“Then why did you say it was a gift to yourself?” he asked.
It made me hesitate to tell him what I had planned to use it for, given that he wasn’t exactly hardening under my hand.
Had I made a horrible mistake?
But I decided to forge on. “I had something planned,” I said. “And…I was hoping you’d be open to try it. If you’re not, we can forget about it.”
He looked vaguely guilty at my words. “Let’s…hear it,” he said.
“Trust me?” I asked. He nodded immediately. “Then less talk, more action.”
I kissed Heero, distracting him from the object. He responded to me, holding me close, and we kissed for a while before I pulled back, taking my shirt off and tossing it aside.
He followed suit, and we both got up to remove our shorts before climbing onto the bed again.
Lying him down and leaning over him, I kissed him again before letting my lips trail lower. Pausing momentarily, I crawled to his side of the bed to retrieve the lube, then focused my attention on him.
It is surprisingly easy to arouse Heero, or perhaps I was just eager to touch and exploit the places on his body that I knew he liked and felt particularly sensitive to. I took him into my mouth and then released him, taking my time to lick the length and play with the slit, lapping and encouraging the precum. Lubing my fingers, I rubbed at his entrance, watching as he parted his legs in invitation, and slid a finger in.
He moaned; it grew louder when I took him into my mouth again and let my tongue swirl around the head before I took more of him in. It wasn’t long before I was working two fingers into him.
When I lifted my head, licking my lips and still tasting him, I lubed my fingers again and waited until Heero looked at me. “Trust me?” I asked again.
“Yes,” he murmured.
“Here’s the deal,” I said, reaching behind myself to push a finger in, stretching myself. With my other hand, I gently rubbed his hardness. “I love this,” I said. “Too much to give it up too often. And I know you enjoy it when I take you too, but…” It was suddenly hard to explain. “I just…I want to see the way you look when I take you…while you’re taking me. You look so breathtaking and so different in those two occasions…so I just…I wanted to…” I trailed off.
He seemed to understand. “You want…to put that in me while I take you?”
I nodded. “But if you don’t want to then forget it,” I added quickly.
He contemplated it for a moment. “You really want me to?”
I shook my head. “Don’t do it on my account if you aren’t comfortable. I should have asked before I went ahead and…”
He sat up and kissed me. “I’ll try it,” he said. “But I don’t guarantee results, Duo. You want to see the way I look when you’re taking me, and I can tell you now that that thing is not going to be able to compare to you.”
I groaned, leaning forward against his shoulder. “You say such sappy things,” I muttered. He chuckled and pushed me back, kissing me again before leaning back.
“All yours,” he said.
I resumed stretching myself and reached for the dildo. He watched as I lubed it up, and nodded when I looked at him for confirmation on what I was about to do.
As I positioned the dildo at his entrance, I couldn’t help but look up at him again.
“I love you,” I said softly. He nodded, and I turned my attention back to working the dildo into him. Suddenly overcome with emotion, I took the lube and coated myself quickly, holding the dildo aside as I shifted and eased into him.
“Duo?” he asked breathlessly, watching me with wide eyes.
“Me first,” I said. I watched as my cock slid into the heat that was Heero. I did like to top him too, and Heero was fairly responsive to my touch.
For a little while, I controlled myself to agonizingly slow thrusts, stretching Heero some more before I rolled us over, leaving him to sit on top of me. He continued the slow pace for a moment before I pushed him up, easing myself out of him.
Heero didn’t speak when I moved so that my legs were on either side of him and parted wide, and I hugged him close to me as I reached around him to position the dildo at his entrance. He gripped my shoulder, a soft gasp escaping as the dildo slid into him. He took a moment to adjust to it as he kissed my forehead and my nose, and then I lay back.
“Take me,” I growled. He complied quickly, taking the lube to smear it onto himself before he slipped his fingers into me for another quick stretch. I wrapped my legs around him to show my impatience, so he removed his fingers, wiping his hands on the towel before handing it to me so I could clean my hands too. Then, he was pushing into me and I arched a little to accept him deeper into me.
“I wasn’t lying when I said I love this,” I said, squeezing my muscles and tightening around him.
“I don’t doubt you,” he answered before beginning to move cautiously.
Shifting, I reached for the other object that had been discarded when Heero took up the towel. He eyed it for a moment and I grinned at him before switching on a button.
Heero suddenly lurched forward into me with a moan, almost falling onto me when the dildo began to move within him, the head rotating.
“Duo…” he moaned. I used my legs for leverage to continue thrusting against him. Understanding the message, he pulled back and began to move again, straightening and pulling my legs from his waist. Gripping the underside of each of my thighs, Heero parted his own knees a little more so that he was in a better position to thrust.
Not wanting to lose myself in our coupling before making sure that the dildo would be pleasing Heero, I keyed another button. Heero squeezed my thighs as the dildo began to vibrate within him. His eyes closed as his hips thrust involuntarily before he gained control again.
I watched his face carefully, seeing the expression flicker between the pleasure of taking and being taken. He was picking up the rhythm now, so I turned the setting up a little higher.
Heero ducked his head so I shifted to sit on his lap. Reaching under him, I grasped the base of the dildo and held on as he thrust so that he was riding the object within him as well.
He moaned, a long, drawn out sound that I usually only heard when I was teasing him and slowly easing into him or when I was thrusting quickly as I neared completion. His face was hidden against my chest, but his hands were caressing me and alternately grasping the sheets.
Then, I pressed the dildo in as deep as it could go, hoping that it would rub against Heero’s prostate. It must have, because Heero cried out, pushing down and pushing me down onto him, his head falling back as he came hard within me.
I watched, reaching to stroke myself as his face contorted into pleasure, his cock pulsing within me. It didn’t take more than two strokes before I came hard with a cry of my own, coating Heero’s and my belly with my seed.
His body trembled and his hips shifted; I realized after a moment that it was because the dildo was still moving in him. Easing myself off of him and ignoring the fact that his seed was beginning to trail down my thigh, I reached for the controller and switched off the dildo before guiding him up so I could extract it.
We were both panting and I used the towel to clean myself before I made a wet spot on the bed.
Heero opened his eyes and leaned close to kiss me deeply, pulling back quickly as we were still catching our breaths.
“It wasn’t you,” he said softly. “But it wasn’t too bad as a substitute.”
Wait. Substitute?
“Oh hell no,” I said, watching as he lifted an eyebrow at me. “You aren’t using that unless you’re topping me! Substitute my ass!”
“Substitute your cock, you mean,” he replied with a smirk. “It could.”
“Don’t make me throw you down and screw you through the mattress,” I warned, wrapping the dildo up in the soiled towel and tossing it off the bed.
“Is that a promise?” he asked, touching my sated cock.
Damn it. I couldn’t, not so quickly. “It could be,” I said. “In an hour or so.”
He laughed and pushed me down, stretching out close to me and kissing me.
“Merry Christmas, love,” he whispered. I nodded, and then closed my eyes, holding him close.
As I succumbed to his wonderful distraction, I made a mental note to myself.
Find a hiding place that was Heero-free for that thing.
Damn if it was going to replace me.
- END - On to companion fic: Turnabout
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