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"Companion"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: R Warnings: AU/Romantic/Sci-Fi Adventure, Angst,
fluff, bad language *oh my! >o<, mild lemon, short, somewhat
detailed mention of hypodermic needle *AAAARRRRRRRRGGGG!* the horror!
Unbeta’ed Summary: An unwitting stowaway proposes new challenges
and unforeseen opportunities on a one way trip to Venus. "Companion"
Ch 3
“How’s it coming?” Hiiro asked easing into the bed chamber where Duo was sprawled out on the bed looking harried and sore. “How am I supposed to read all this shit in two days?” Duo grumbled. “Just do what you can,” Hiiro encouraged trying not to notice how his body elongated when he laid on his back. “My back is killing me,” Duo groused. “I need a break.” “I could….” Hiiro began but stopped as he thought the offer through. “What?” Duo asked lifting his head to peer at him. “Never mind.” “You’re a masseuse too?” the braided boy chuckled flopping back down. “Our training is comprised of any and all possible skills,” Hiiro informed him. “Ok,” Duo groaned pushing the portable aside so he could roll over. “Dig in.” Hiiro’s jaw clenched instantly as his blood raced quickly to regions he’d only just been keeping in check and he swallowed hard. “Duo… I don’t think…” “Afraid you’ll attack me?” “Of course not, but…” “It’s all right,” Duo sighed dejectedly. “If it bothers you that much then forget it.” Hiiro felt like a first class heel as he watched his companion move this way and that trying to alleviate his pain. “I’m sorry,” he sighed stepping forward. “I shouldn’t let it bother me but…” “You really want me that bad?” One look at the slender boy’s back, his body stretched out on the bed and his ass so pleasingly presented brought forth a steadfast, “Yes.” Duo jumped when the bed shifted under Hiiro’s weight but stilled when he felt his hands grip his waist. “Relax,” Hiiro told him. “I’m not going to try anything. It’s just stupid for you to hurt when I can help.” Slowly Duo relaxed and allowed him to begin working the kinks out in his sore back. He’d been bent over a desk or laid out on the bed all day trying to absorb as much information as possible and groaned in appreciation as Hiiro’s nimble fingers worked the pain away. Sleeping in the stasis chamber hadn’t been the easiest of feats either as there was no room to roll over forcing him to sleep on his back which meant he hadn’t actually slept much so before long the gentle feeling of Hiiro’s massage had lulled him into a quiet stupor. It was so nice he forgot his situation and how he had come to be there. All the tension seemed to simply fade away under Hiiro’s expert care until all that remained was the feeling of Hiiro’s hands, the heat of his palms on Duo’s back where he’d lifted his shirt and applied oil to smooth the friction and the musky aroma that he had come to know as the Japanese boy’s individual scent. “Hiiro?” “Hn?” he replied loathe to disturb the sublime mire that had slowly overtaken him as he lovingly kneaded Duo’s flesh. “Why is this turning me on?” Hiiro jerked his hands away so fast he nearly fell on the floor as he intelligently replied, “What?” “You’re giving me a woody,” the longhaired boy confessed rolling over as if to prove his claim. Hiiro’s eyes took in the slight bulge in his pants and he swallowed hard. “I don’t get it,” Duo confessed. “Lots of guys have wanted to touch me but nothing like this ever happened before.” “Perhaps it’s the situation,” Hiiro reasoned rising to look for a towel for his hands. Duo watched him for a moment, a deep crease of consideration appearing on his brow before he commented, “I don’t think so.” “Maybe you’re tired.” “I think it’s you.” “Me?” Hiiro gasped. “But you said…” “I know,” Duo shrugged tucking one hand behind his head. “But this is a little hard to ignore,” he grinned glancing at his swollen lap. “Are you saying you’re attracted to me?” Hiiro asked doing his best not to let his hopes rise but the growing condition in Duo’s pants was making it a little hard to control. “You appear to have my attention,” Duo grinned. “Is that an invitation?” Hiiro asked dropping the towel before crawling onto the bed. “I don’t know,” the braided boy replied nervously. “I guess I’m just curious why I reacted to you this way.” “Does your heart race when I do this?” Hiiro asked moving over top of him to lay gentle fingertips on his cheek. Duo swallowed then nodded and Hiiro grinned wickedly as he surmised, “Seems like attraction to me.” “Hiiro?” Duo softly intoned in a quivering voice that echoed the tremor in his body. “I’ll stop the moment you tell me to,” Hiiro promised bending to nibble deliciously at his throat. “I’m… not so sure about this.” “I know.” “Nnnnnnnnnnnnng,” Duo groaned long, deep and low as Hiiro’s hand slowly slid up his thigh driving all resistance from his reluctant mate. “Damn,” the longhaired boy breathed unconsciously slipping his arms around Hiiro’s neck. A moment later the Japanese boy’s mouth was covering his and the heat that had been lingering inside him bubbled and toiled as he gasped and clung to him while Hiiro used palm and mouth to drive him utterly out of his mind. He was still hovering over him when the tidal wave ebbed, his body so strong and sure, his mouth raining down and endless shower of soft kisses as he slowly brought his flustered mate back from heavens door. “All right?” Hiiro grinned against his temple. “Fuckin’eh,” Duo replied breathily. “You see?” the Japanese boy reasoned pulling back so he could see his eyes. “Gender is irrelevant if you’re truly attracted to someone.” “Don’t… go,” Duo gasped when he started to pull away. “Would you like to sleep here tonight?” Hiiro asked smiling at Duo’s exuberant nod. “All right,” he agreed. “I’ll be right back.” Duo sighed in deepest contentment still completely befuddled by what had just happened. He’d let a man touch him and actually enjoyed it. Actually, it had been an earth shattering experience if truth be told but try as he might he couldn’t recall even one instance when such a thing had happened before. Where he came from it was common place for men to couple with men as there was a lack of women who were in any way trustworthy to take as a mate. Survival demanded their services making it very difficult to hold onto one so the men often turned to each other for comfort but Duo had never felt an inclination that way. At least not until he’d met Hiiro. It was so odd but he couldn’t deny it and at that very moment smiled when Hiiro returned with a warm towel and proceeded to clean his nether regions so thoroughly he was hard again before he finished. “You recover quickly,” the Japanese boy chuckled. “Well, yeah,” Duo grumbled. “When you touch it like that.” Hiiro’s grin spread impishly over his lips as he leaned forward placing his lips just over the tip and inquired, “And if I do this?” as he licked it slowly. “Nnnnnng,” Duo groaned rocking his hips forward. “Shit… you can’t be serious,” he chuckled lifting his head so he could peer down at him. “All you have to do is tell me to stop,” Hiiro reminded him just before he ran his tongue from base to head. “Don’t count on it,” the braided boy breathed letting his hands find their way into Hiiro’s hair where they stayed until he shouted his culmination and lay panting in dampened sheets. “Son of a bitch,” was all that came to mind. Hiiro chuckled and wiped his chin reaching for the towel again to clean his companion off as he surmised, “You like it.” “Like it, hell,” Duo laughed drunkenly. “I think I’m in love.” Hiiro did not join in on the laugher as the comment washed darkly through his eyes. It was difficult to admit but his desire to hear those words from the longhaired boy made it impossible to accept them in jest. “We should get some sleep,” he told him tossing the towel on the floor. “What about you?” Hiiro stalled halfway out of the bed trying vainly to hide his looming readiness but it was a little hard to contain. “I’m fine,” he said anyway resuming his trek to acquire proper sleeping attire. “You’re going to get blue balls,” Duo warned shifting to make room for him when he returned. “I’ll be all right.” “You can’t leave it like that.” “I’ll take care of it later.” “Why not take care of it now?” Duo asked causing him to drop the shirt he was about to put on. “You’re moving a little fast aren’t you?” Hiiro asked staring uncertainly at him but Duo simply shrugged. “I opened the box,” he reasoned. “I might as well see what’s inside.” “Do you understand what you’re implying?” Hiiro asked climbing back into the bed. “I just thought…” “There are such things I would do for you,” Hiiro whispered on a heated thread that got him pushed instantly away. “Whoa!” Duo gasped. “I don’t think I’m up for going that far,” he confessed bringing confusion and disappointment to Hiiro’s eyes. “Then what?” “Well,” the braided boy smiled relaxing a little. “I think I could work up to giving you a hand.” Hiiro bent to kiss him then drawing from him the most delicious whimper before begging wantonly, “Touch me.” Duo was grateful for the distraction of his kiss as he tentatively reached out, his hand brushing Hiiro’s skin in its search until the Japanese boy hissed as he found his goal. “Yessss,” Hiiro moaned thrusting his hips downward, the action pressing his hips into Duo’s until the braided boy lost control of his breathing and thrust upward. The presence of his returning interest fired things off in Hiiro’s mind that manifest in his body causing him to push harder until Duo finally gave in and gripped his shaft along with Hiiro’s pumping them both as they thrust and grunted and rut around in the sheets. Hiiro’s mouth was so hungry, his skin so hot and wet it was all Duo could do to keep a hold of him then he suddenly shook and doubled his efforts reaching down to join Duo’s grip as he thrust harder and faster until Duo suddenly called his name arching back into the bed as his body released calling forth an eruption from Hiiro that left him shaken and unable to catch his breath. “Geezuz,” Duo groaned when the light returned to his eyes but all Hiiro could do was hold on tight. “Hey,” he prompted after a time. “You ok?” “Just let me stay like this,” Hiiro begged pulling him closer. “Please… just for tonight.” “Um… ok,” Duo replied letting him hold him tight. He lay awake for a very long time pondering what was
happening between them. Hiiro had been meant to join his peers coupled
with a woman who was capable of granting his every desire but as he
lay in the cradle of his arms he couldn’t help but wonder if
that’s how it should have been. Hiiro’s heart seemed so
pure, so forthright and steady he just couldn’t imagine him with
anyone else. He fell asleep that night pondering the possibility that
he might have somehow developed the same type of feelings for the
Japanese boy and analyzing the definition of what a companion truly
was. ~ * ~ tbc... |
