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"Equal Trade"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: PG 13 Warnings: Yaoi, fluff Pairings: 1+2+1 Summary: birthday fic for unnamed person XD Author's Note: Not beta-read! There's an OC who
really isn't an OC; it's the birthday girl. If you tilt your head
sideways a little, you might glimpse the birthday girl's name somewhere....XD " Equal Trade" It was only the second week of school. How Duo Maxwell ended up under a pile of books and assignments was beyond him. Weren’t they supposed to ease students into the workload? His agenda was already filled with deadlines and test dates; flipping through it was a nightmare.
But without the agenda, a habit his lover had forced him to pick up, he’d be totally lost. Not that it helped if he didn’t look at dates ahead of time, which he had failed to do yet again, leaving him stuck in indecision as to what was his priority.
“Why do you look so troubled?”
Duo looked up to see Heero entering the dorm room, eyebrow raised at Duo’s mournful expression.
“I forgot to look ahead in my agenda. Again.”
“What did you miss?”
Duo fell forward onto his books. “I’m meeting someone for her birthday dinner in half an hour, at the restaurant that’s fifteen minutes away. But I’ve got an online quiz to submit within an hour.”
“Whose birthday is it?”
“Zar’s.”
“Right. I made the reservations.”
Duo suddenly perked up. He stalked over to Heero, backing him up until Heero was against his desk.
“Duo?”
“You love me, don’t you?” Duo asked.
Heero chose not to answer, sure that whatever he said would land him into some kind of trap.
“You don’t?”
His lover was being persistent, and Heero knew he had no choice but to answer. “I do.” He leaned back as Duo leaned closer. “What?” he asked warily.
Duo ducked and nuzzled his neck. “You submitted the same quiz last night…”
“Duo, tell me you aren’t suggesting what I think you’re suggesting.”
“Just once! I promise I’ll look it over again and then you can quiz me right back. Come on, it’s Zar’s birthday!” Duo gently bit the sensitive spot under Heero’s ear. “Please?”
Heero shivered at the touch. “You’re the most unfair boyfriend in the world.”
Duo repeated the gentle nip and kissed the spot. “I’ll make it up to you, I promise.”
Heero pushed his boyfriend back and turned to his shelf, pulling out the binder. “I made notes. Log in and you can fill it out.”
Duo pressed a quick kiss to Heero’s lips. “Love you,” he murmured before turning to log into the website.
Exactly twenty-eight minutes later, Duo and Heero were seated at the restaurant and looking over the menu. After they had ordered, Duo bent his head to his cell phone. A few moments later, Heero’s phone beeped and he absently checked the message.
I’ll blow you the moment we get back, right against the door.
Heero grinned at his phone and tapped a message in reply.
I left a note of what I want in your agenda.
Duo stared at his phone in surprise before typing back.
You left sex instructions in my agenda?!
Don’t worry, it’s on a sticky note.
The snap of fingers startled the both of them and they looked up sheepishly at Zar.
“Please don’t tell me you’re sending sexual messages to one another,” she said.
The lovers glanced at each other.
“Maybe. Look at what Heero wrote…”
“Duo!”
“Stop!” Zar pushed Duo’s phone away. “I don’t think I want to know.”
Heero’s phone beeped after a few moments. I guess Zar isn’t a voyeur.
I would hope not.
What did you write in my agenda?
You’ll have to find out yourself.
“Excuse me, aren’t you supposed to be entertaining me? Birthday girl here!” Zar huffed.
“Sorry, Zar.” Duo pointedly put his phone away. “Don’t forget to save room for dessert,” he said as their food arrived. “They’ve got the best ice cream sundae here!”
“Okay.” Zar grinned and leaned closer to Duo. “But I’m sure you’d argue the best ice cream is the one you eat off Heero.”
“Zar!” Duo pulled back, stunned. Heero raised an eyebrow as Zar smiled innocently.
“Do I want to know?” Heero asked.
“Zar just gave me an idea for something, that’s all,” Duo said with a wicked grin.
“TMI! Hello! I’m trying to eat dinner here!”
Just under two hours later, Duo entered his dorm room and immediately stalked over to his desk to pick up his agenda. He flipped to the tabbed page and stared at the sticky note where Heero had written, in point form, exactly what he wanted Duo to do.
Heero slipped his arms around Duo, his chest to Duo’s back so he could nuzzle Duo’s ear. “Ready?” he asked, pressing his clothed arousal against Duo’s backside.
Duo took the sticky note out from his agenda lest he forgot and left it there for other people to catch a glimpse of. Turning in Heero’s embrace, he stuck the sticky onto Heero’s forehead.
“Yeah I’m ready,” he said. “I’ll just leave the instructions where I can see them.”
Heero laughed and removed the sticky, tossing it aside onto Duo’s desk. “I’m sure I can give you verbal instructions.”
“Yes, sir,” Duo murmured. “I’m all yours.”
Heero leaned his forehead against Duo’s. “Maybe I’ll do your homework more often.”
Duo chuckled, then stared into Heero’s eyes. “Number one,” he recited softly. “Kiss me breathless.”
And he proceeded to do just that.
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