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"Cherry"Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: AU/Romantic/Adventure, Fluff, WAFF *grin*,
slight angst, There’s a lemon in there somewhere Beta’ed by Lady Me (Mechante Fille) ssso
sweet! tanku tanku! ^-^ Pairings: 1x2, 3x4 Summary: A single night of passion robs Duo of
more than his virginity when his impromptu lover shows up on his flight
team. " Cherry" Ch 1
He was the single most beautiful creature I had ever seen. I was not a child regardless of my inexperience, one of the main reasons for which was the fact that I am not attracted to members of the opposite sex. My friends tell me I’m hot but it’s the girls that go for me and I’m just not into them. The few gay men I’ve met have been older or trying to prove something, leaving me invariably without a partner until the night I walked into Leo’s Playhouse. It came to me one night while I sat watching some re-run I had seen four times already that I live my life like an old man. I’m only eighteen; it seemed hopelessly pathetic for me to be sitting around watching sitcoms on a Saturday night. It also struck me that the reason for my mundane existence was that I didn’t know anyone that would want to do the things I might like to try. That is to say; others who view the world as I do or more specifically; homosexuals. Leo’s was the only place I knew of that catered to those of my unique view point, so I mustered my nerve, paid the door man and came face to face with an honest to god, Earth bound angle. It was the shoulders that caught my eye, strong and wide without being bulky like some guys that spend all their time at the gym. It was easy to see he took care of himself; only regular exercise could tone a body like that. His hair was odd, sort of tousled and unkempt but it gave him this roughish quality that warmed the tendons in my thighs. I had never felt the sort of desire he instilled in me and so was unprepared when he turned the most gorgeous blue eyes I have ever seen my way. I didn’t realize I was staring dumbly until a softly arrogant smile graced his lips and my face caught fire, prompting me to tear my eyes away and wander toward the back of the bar. It would have felt good, I suppose, having all the guys checking me out like they were but all I could think about was those blue eyes and what it might be like to taste the supple lips that adorned the beautiful face they were set in. I was half hard before I found an empty table and couldn’t keep my eyes from searching the crowd for a second look. “What’s this?” I asked when one of the scantily clad waiters set a drink in front of me. “From the gentleman at the bar,” the guy smiled, indicating none other than my angel and I just about swallowed my tongue. Thanking him seemed a more debonair response however, so I lifted the drink, smiled and took a sip. The sudden urge to bounce in my seat took me when he smiled back and stood to walk toward me but I managed to refrain, forcing my heart rate back down to a steady thrum by the time he reached my side. “May I join you?” he asked and I shivered as the tone of his voice physically caressed my skin. “Please,” I smiled and I knew in that instant, as he smoothly poured that perfect body into the chair, that if he wanted me I was going to be his. “You’re new to Leo’s,” he commented. “I don’t get out much.” “Pity,” he smiled and I suddenly felt as if I had wasted a good deal of my life on reluctance and denial when he added, “This place needed a little class.” I had no idea how to respond so I just smiled and sipped my drink. “Is it alright?” he asked but it took me a moment to understand he meant the drink. “It’s very good,” I replied. “What is it?” “Tijuana sunrise,” he smiled, adding a warning, “Don’t drink too many or I’ll be forced to drive you home.” Images of him lying beneath me in my bed as I rode him into heaven flashed viciously in my mind, drawing a deep, red mantle to my cheeks that robbed me of any cleaver reply so I sipped the drink a little more. “I’m Hiiro,” he smiled, offering me his hand. “Duo,” I replied, touching my fingers to his and it was suddenly necessary to forcibly control my intake of air as a heat wave travelled up my arm, shot through my chest and pooled in a sticky sweet puddle in my groin. “Duo,” he repeated, sending another shiver along my skin as he had refused to release my hand. “Do you dance?” “Yes,” I replied, though the sound came out without the aid of vocal chords and I had to clear my throat and try again. “Yes.” “May I?” he chuckled softly and I swear I heard birds take wing though it might have been the butterflies in my stomach. “Oh, yes, of course.” There was a moment I wasn’t so sure it was a good idea when he took my hand and my legs turned to jelly but the rest of me wasn’t about to be denied a chance to be held in those strong arms, arms that slipped around me so confidently I felt as if I had fallen into a river of molten gold as my feet carried me on a breeze that had been born in his eyes. “Why are you smiling like that?” I asked, feeling a tad uncomfortable with the abject adoration in his expression. “Because every guy here is morosely envious of me right now,” he grinned, pulling me closer as the sultry beat aided his arms with my growing intoxication. The urge to refute the comment burbled in my chest but when I looked around it did seem as though a great number of the people were watching us. “Don’t let them fool you,” he whispered against my temple and suddenly there just didn’t seem to be anyone else in the room. “They’re a pack of wolves. They only want you because you’re cherry.” “Cherry?” I repeated being unfamiliar with
the term and he leaned in so close I felt the heat of his breath wash
down my spine as he whispered… “What makes you think…” I began, trying to regain my balance but he chuckled deep in his throat and I sort of lost track of what I was saying. “It shows,” he told me. “You shine like a newborn star but don’t worry, I’ll protect you.” I can’t say I recall the events of the night too clearly. There were more drinks and a lot more dancing. Turned out he was as quick on the fast songs as he was smooth on the slow and I had more fun than should be legal but I remember vividly every moment that transpired from the moment we entered my apartment. “Cozy,” he smiled, following me inside. “It’s not much,” I replied, missing the coat rack, which made us both laugh drunkenly while I tried again. “You want something to drink?” “What do you have?” he asked, following me into the kitchen. “Ummmmm,” shit, “Milk?” I giggled, brandishing the only thing left in my fridge. The smile he offered was so drenched in abject adoration my mind supplied me with a resounding `cherry` as if a gong had gone off in my head. “I don’t entertain much,” I choked nervously, heading toward the cupboard but his arm snaked out and snagged me as I went by. “All the better,” he purred and I lost the feeling in my toes when he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. The next thing I knew my entire body felt like it was on fire and my back hit the mattress of my bed. The trip from the kitchen to my bedroom was a little fuzzy but the feel of his mouth on mine, the way my skin burned under his touch and the insatiable hunger that had taken possession of my body were pristine, crisp memories burned as deeply into my mind as the image of his fiery blue eyes. “You said you would protect me,” I hissed, unable to stop myself from begging for his touch with everything I had. “I will,” he rasped, relieving me of my shirt as his mouth made short work of any resistance that may have lingered in my heart. “I’ll take you into myself,” he promised, robbing me of my will as his hands invaded my jeans. “Is that… what you want?” I heard myself ask even as I clung to him and let my body plead for more. “Because I’m…cherry?” I gasped as his fingers found their way to places theretofore uncharted by even my own hand. “Oh, hell no,” he breathed, wriggling around on top of me and I sank my nails into his arms as he penetrated my body and hissed, “I want way more than that.” I couldn’t talk after that, as my mouth was much too busy trying to sustain and regulate my body’s incessant need for oxygen or accommodate his insatiable appetite. I did things that night not even I had imagined myself capable of but he was so perfectly sublime I just never wanted it to end. There was nothing I wouldn’t have done to reawaken the burning passion in his eyes, to feel the warmth of his body, his weight as he pushed me past the limits of my control over and over again. They say that loosing your virginity is not always the fondest of memories but he made it the single most incredible experience of my life right up until the moment I woke alone. At first I thought perhaps he had just gotten up earlier than I but the utter silence in my apartment dropped a rock in my stomach that forced me to get up and confirm his absence. It was pure curious arrogance that made me search for a note or card or something indicating he hadn’t simply disappeared forever but I knew I wouldn’t find anything. He had never promised me anything or asked for any commitment in return so I had no one to blame for my lost innocence but myself. I won’t say it didn’t hurt, I had thought we had shared something a little more meaningful than a one night stand but when it came right down to it he had gifted me with something most people can only dream about. Rarely does something like that really happen and often when it does it is tainted by a relationship that quickly failed because it was based solely on sex so I tucked the beautiful memories away, hefted the stone in my stomach up and got myself ready for work. Winner Aeronautics is one of the largest producers of aviation equipment on the planet. We make everything from model airplanes to space shuttles but my area of expertise is in the cockpit. I was recruited as a child when Quatre’s father caught me teaching him astrophysics at school. I guess I was just born to fly so they stuck me in a simulator and the rest is history. Happily, I am not alone in my solitude as I spent most of my youth in training and haven’t seen the inside of a public school since I was twelve. There are others like me here, Quatre for one. His need to master the machine stems from a powerful thirst for self-respect. I’ve never known anyone with more conviction than our boss’s son. I think Trowa’s main reason for pushing so hard is because if his rating drops he can’t shack up with Quatre. He’s been chasing that kid around since the first day he arrived but Quatre eats it up. Good thing his dad hasn’t figured it out yet. Then there’s Wufei, he’s ok but you don’t wanna be around when the guy screws up. I suppose he’s under a lot of pressure from his family considering he’s supposed to inherit control but the guy really needs to lighten up. I had wanted to schedule the testing of a new unit the brains had dubbed the CatWalker, but Treize, our department head, was bringing in a new pilot and insisted we all be present while he was tested. “Duo,” Quatre smiled, coming to greet me when I arrived and though I had painted on what I thought was an amiable smile his brow creased in curious concern when he got a good look at me. “Morning,” I smiled, avoiding further contact with his eyes as I went to make myself a cup of coffee. “Late night?” Trowa chuckled and I groaned inwardly. Was it that obvious? “Where are we?” I asked evasively, going to stare down into the bay below where the simulator was located. “Level four,” Une, Treize’s pit bull assistant snipped, punching up the proper feed or the final test. “Already?” “You’re late,” Une pointed out. “He’s quick,” Quatre supplied and I leaned against the window frame to watch as the simulator began its dance. It didn’t take long before my cup was abandoned and I found myself leaning over to have a closer look at the screens as our new team mate systematically wiped out everything in the sky. Level four is a combat simulation, one specifically designed to fail but this guy was nailing everything that came his way. “He’s going to beat it!” Quatre breathed reverently. “Impossible,” Wufei scowled, moving closer to watch and I felt the adrenalin pump into my veins as one by one the small white lights representing the enemy disappeared. “A perfect score,” Une grinned mockingly but I was so hyped just watching the performance I couldn’t have cared less. I’m good but this guy was completely off the scale. The rush was still ringing in my ears when Treize stepped into the bay below and the doors of the simulator hissed open. “Duo?” Quatre’s voice was distant and frail as my heart slowed to the point of stopping when I saw Hiiro step out onto the floor. It couldn’t be him, that’s all I could think. It was a look alike, my mind was playing tricks because of the intensity of the night before, he had a twin brother, anything, anything but the reality that I was looking at the man that had stolen my virginity only a few short hours before. “Duo!? Are you all right?” My pulse hammered in my ears as I watched him step out and greet Treize, the man openly praising him for a job well done but my world didn’t start again until Hiiro’s eyes suddenly turned and found mine. “No.” I stated clearly, turning on my heel to leave. “Wh…what?!” Quatre gasped, throwing himself in front of me. “Is there a problem Mr. Maxwell?” Une purred in her slimiest tone, displaying a dislike of me I had never really understood. “What’s wrong?” Quatre asked. “I can’t work with him,” I told him. “What? But why?!” “Apparently, our top pilot isn’t up for a little competition,” Une grinned but I was in no mood for her games. “Either terminate his file or mine,” I told her and was gratified with a small gasp of indignant shock. “I’ve got my cell,” I continued, ignoring the blank expression on Quatre’s face as I headed for the door and told her, “You’ve got thirty minutes.” No way. There was no way in hell I could fly under these conditions. I’d end up scattered all over the Earth. Damn it! One night! One fucking night was all it had taken to completely ruin my life! It was a pretty good bet there was no way they were going to give Hiiro the boot just to appease me even if I was the best pilot they had. Well, the second best now that he had come along so I went straight to my office and started packing my things. I’d catch on somewhere else or take a job in the private sector. Maybe old man Winner would help me start a shuttle service or something; I had been an asset to the cause. I sort of expected Quatre to come after me but when the door opened it was Hiiro who walked through. “Get out.” “Guess I shouldn’t have left early?” he smiled easily and I just wanted to punch him in the face. “You don’t owe me anything,” I shot at him, tossing the contents of one of my drawers into a box. “You’re really ready to quit just because I’m here?” he asked coolly and I bit my lip because the sound of his voice was giving me a hard on. “Don’t worry,” I growled, slamming the drawer shut to attack another one, “With your scores they won’t even miss me.” “They’ll be hurting,” he chuckled, moving across the floor. “Because if you quit I’m leaving, too.” “What?” What was with this guy?! The anger I felt quickly fled in the face of his advance when I realized he wasn’t stopping and took a step back. “You leave, I leave,” he smiled. “Then… I’ll stay,” I stammered, stumbling over a box in my retreat. “Then I’ll stay,” he countered and suddenly he had a hold of me and I didn’t have the will to break away. “You’re the only reason I agreed to take the job,” he told me, sending an odd chill down my spine as he nuzzled my ear. “If you leave there’s no reason for me to stay.” Did he think I was stupid? “You only just met me last night,” I snipped but my traitorous arms were desperately trying to betray me and hold him. “I couldn’t believe it when you walked into Leo’s,” he chuckled. “And here I thought it’d take months to seduce you…” “Seduce… me?” I repeated as my arms won the battle and wrapped around his neck. “I saw you fly in last year’s air show,” he breathed and I melted like hot bubble gum all over him. “I haven’t been able to think about anything else since,” he said, turning to sit me on my desk. I wanted to believe it. Gods in heaven how I wanted to believe it, especially with him kissing my collarbone like that. “Why did you sneak way?” “Thought I’d surprise you,” he chuckled. “I didn’t think you’d get so mad.” “Did you consider the possibility that I might not want to be intimately involved with a co-worker?” I had no clue where it came from but it served to bolster my will so I grabbed it with both hands but his cool manner trumped me again. “Then I’ll quit.” “What if I decide I just don’t like you?” I asked, leaning my head back as he nibbled up my neck. “Then I’ll change.” “Hiiro,” I breathed and felt the familiar rush that accompanied his kiss. My desk had already been cleared off, leaving nothing to stop him from lying me back and slipping between my legs and I swear to all that is holy I would have let him take me right then and there if Quatre hadn’t suddenly burst in. “Duo you can’t…!?!?!” “Shit!” I gasped, coming up off the desk so fast Hiiro fell back into my chair. “D…Duo?” Quatre stammered as his face paled. “Ummm, I’m not quitting,” I told him, righting my clothes while Hiiro sat smugly in my chair and smiled. “Tell Une we worked it out,” I said, moving too quickly out the door for him to regain his composure. I didn’t make the stairs. “Duo!” I could have lost him anyway once I was in the stairwell but it would only have prolonged the inevitable. Quatre is well aware of my sexual orientation, its one of the things that brought us together way back when. We have common ground, we both love planes, have an insatiable need to fly and prefer the arms of men. I was happy when he found Trowa but that had taken months of carefully determined courtship on Trowa’s part. For a long time Quatre was scared he was only interested in him because of his position but eventually he made his intentions clear and their relationship began to blossom. What had happened to me was nothing like that, it had been a hot, steamy encounter with an insatiable sex god that I didn’t even know the last name of. I had no idea how to face Quatre and his storybook romance. “What the hell is going on?” he demanded when I stopped two floors down and let him catch up. “Hmph… I have no idea,” I groaned, burying the heels of my hands in my eyes. “Do you know him?” he asked, prompting me to turn around with a touch on my shoulder. “Not really.” “So, you decided to get busy on your desk with a total stranger?” he scoffed. What was I supposed to say? “Why did you threaten to quit?” he pushed and I felt like someone had strapped a rocket booster to my back. “Who is he?” “I don’t know!” I growled in frustration, pulling away. “Christ, I have no freaking clue who he is,” It was true, damn it. I knew the heat of lying beneath his body but I had no idea who the hell he was. “Duo?” “Just… some guy,” I sighed. It took about five seconds before I heard Quatre’s cell phone open. “Casey?” His personal assistant. “Yes… yes I know. Calm down. Listen, I need you to shuffle my schedule for today… yes… everything… … I know but it can’t be helped. Also, call Une and tell her Duo and I will be taking a personal day.” I turned and rolled my eyes at him, feeling just a tad foolish all of a sudden but he smiled and touched my arm reassuringly and somehow it actually made me feel better. “No, he is not leaving us. Everything is fine… Ok… No, I’ll call him myself, thanks.” “Do you have to tell Trowa?” I groaned. “Duo,” he scolded, gently pushing me toward the steps. “Well, at least don’t do it over the phone.” “Would you like him to join us?” “No.” He laughed and the next thing I knew we were tucked comfortably in a dark booth in the back of one of the most exclusive men’s clubs on the planet. Sometimes it’s really nice to have a friend like Quatre. He had called Trowa but his lover displayed his usual patience and devotion accepting the vague `we’ll talk about it later` without question. It made me a little jealous for the first time as I thought about how much they trusted each other. It made me wish I knew Hiiro that well. “Feeling better?” he smiled, topping off my mostly full class of Cognac. The hosts weren’t technically allowed to serve us liquor but Quatre usually gets what he wants with little more than the flash of an eye in these places. “Numb,” I snorted but the quiet darkness and soft music was serving to bleed me of the anxiety. “You want to tell me what happened back there?” he asked in his most non-aggressive tone. “Emotional disgorgement?” I chuckled but he didn’t seem to think I was funny. “I don’t know, Quatre.” I sighed giving in. “He just… makes me crazy.” “What happened between you two?” he asked but there was no way I was answering that one. “Has he been harassing you?” Harassing? I couldn’t stop the laugh, “Umm… no.” “Then what?” he grumbled in frustration. “Did you go to school together? Neighbourhood bully?” “Hell no,” I chuckled, sitting back, my eyes slipping slowly closed as my mind recalled the decadent feeling of his hands on my body. “We only just met yesterday.” He was silent long enough for me to realize I had said something much too revealing and the expression on his face when I opened my eyes made me feel like he had thrown a lit match at my combustible face. “You didn’t!?” And here I thought only Hiiro could make me squirm like that.“Oh, Duo! What were you thinking!?” “There wasn’t a whole hell of a lot of thought involved,” I grumbled hitting the brandy hard. “How in the world did you end up…?” “Thought I’d get out of the house,” I snorted wryly, letting my mind take me back to the night before. “Ended up at Leo’s…” “That gay bar?!” he gasped and I laughed at him. He’s not the only one that can get what he wants with the flash of an eye. “So, you met him at Leo’s and then what?” he asked excitedly. “He was instantly enchanted and swept you off your feet?” Geez, only Quatre would say it like he was reading a romance novel. I hated to burst his bubble cause it was going to shatter my world again as well but, “More like he got me drunk and pushed me down.” That sobered him right up. “Did he force you?!” he growled, suddenly infuriated but I couldn’t help it and took advantage of his rolling emotions by grinning evilly with my reply. “Several times.” “Duo!” he exclaimed, slapping me in the arm while we both laughed. “No,” I chuckled, fending off his attack. “He didn’t do anything I didn’t want him to,” I confessed as he settled. “It’s just… when I woke up this morning he was gone and I sort of figured that was the end of it.” “Oh, Duo,” he sang soothingly, laying his hand on mine. “You’re first time and you woke up alone.” He didn’t have to make it sound so pathetic. Actually, “He was worth it.” The silly smile on my face must have given it away. “That good, huh?” he smirked and I was back to neon cheeks. “Did you sleep at all?” he pressed and it was my turn to slap him. “Guess I overreacted but when I saw him step out of the simulator…” “Not at all,” he shook his head. “Remember when Trowa first seduced me?” he smiled. “It was a week before I could even keep from crashing in the simulator.” I laughed with him because it was true. He had been so distracted I caught him drinking pure cream from his coffee cup one day because he had forgotten to pour the coffee. “It’s strange though,” he went on, refilling our glasses. “What are the odds that you would just happen to decide to go out and end up in bed with the same guy you’re going to work with?” “He said he joined up because of me,” I confessed and he dropped the bottle on the table. “Is he stalking you?” he breathed fearfully. “No,” I sighed. “He was at the bar before I arrived. There was no way he could have known I would be there.” “Maybe he really likes you then,” he smiled. “He doesn’t even know me,” I groaned, sinking in my seat. “Sounds like he knows more than I do,” he chuckled and I threw my napkin at him. “I have no idea what kind of person he really is,” I sighed. “And how are we supposed to work together after…” “Oh, please,” he rolled his eyes. “You’re a professional, Duo. I’m sure you’ll be fine.” “You saw what happened in my office,” I countered distantly because the memory of his kiss sort of draws me outside myself. “Then lay down some ground rules,” he shrugged. “Une would have kittens if you got caught fooling around at the office anyway.” He just didn’t get it. I could write it up and make it a law but the minute Hiiro pushed the subject I was going to be flat on my back again regardless of the time or place. I didn’t like the idea that I was so helpless against him. “Duo?” “He scares me, Quat,” I confessed. I knew he understood by the soft smile that curled his lips as he rested his hand on mine. “Just take a huge step back and try starting over,” he advised. “Get to know him a little and who knows? You might end up getting together again at some point down the road.” Nope, he just didn’t get it but I smiled and let it lie.
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