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"Flight Check"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: Fluffy, mild PWP Pairings: 1x2 Summary: Duo helps Heero to do a flight check of his own invention. "Flight Check"
“Be still!” “My fucking legs are going numb!” Duo growled shifting in the tiny cock pit again. “It is very difficult to fly with you squirming around like that,” Hiiro growled forcing his hips to still. “Fuck,” Duo sighed relaxing heavily on his lap. “Why couldn’t we have stolen the shuttle?” “Because we’d be dead by now if we had,” Hiiro reminded him. Duo knew it was true, the shuttle would have been roomier but it was also much larger and more easily detected. The only other choice had been the small jet they were currently crammed into the one person cock pit of. “Stop!” Hiiro hissed when his partner shifted again. “I have to move or my legs will be useless when we land!” Duo countered. “I’ll fucking carry you just….! Be still!” “It cannot be that fucking hard to keep us in the air!” “Gods.,” Hiiro breathed then snapped again, “Stop!” “Why?!” Duo growled in frustration. “Because it makes me want to fuck you so just chill!” “…………….” “…………….” “Did you just say….” “Yes,” Hiiro replied petulantly but at least Duo had stopped squirming on his already overexcited lap. “Now, shut up and be still.” Duo did as he was bid for a moment before a sly grin spread over his lips. “Duo,” Hiiro groaned dejectedly. “That really gets you hot?” the braided boy chuckled rotating his hips again. “Unless you think you can land us in that position you should stop,” Hiiro advised then tensed when Duo giggled and the plane stopped responding to his commands. “Autopilot,” the braided boy explained just before Hiiro moaned thickly and let his head fall back on the head rest. “Damn,” Duo groaned letting out a long, sustained breath as he placed both hands to the side supporting his weight so he could firmly grind his ass into Hiiro swollen crotch. The Japanese boy’s brow creased and his eyes sparkled with growing fever as he let his curious hands reach out and settle on Duo’s hips. “Mmmmmm,” the braided boy moaned arching back softly, his slender body ridiculously contorted in the small area putting his mouth within easy reach of his suddenly anxious partner. “Ever done it in a jet?” “I’ve….never done it at all,” Hiiro confessed hoping against hope they were talking about the same thing. “Wanna?” “Duo?” Hiiro breathed unable to stop his hips from pressing up into Duo’s responsive body. “This could get interesting,” the braided boy chuckled already working on his pants when Hiiro claimed his mouth. Hiiro said nothing more but turned his attention to aiding his partner with the removal of his pants. They had over an hour before they reached their destination so although Duo seemed in a hurry he forced the issue and took his time to explore. He’d known the longhaired boy would be everything he’d ever wanted but actually getting to confirm it was frying his brain in some very good ways. He just wished there was more room so he could perform the task properly. “Gods,” Duo panted as Hiiro’s hand stroked him firmly while the other tried to aid him in pulling his pants further down. “Wait,” he breathed attempting to shift and expedite the matter. “No,” was Hiiro’s response and Duo giggled when the side seam of his jeans split. “Those were my best jeans,” he grumbled playfully gasping softly when the fabric fell away making full contact with the body below possible. “Roll your hips.” “I… can’t… mmmm, man, you’ve got great hands.” “Scoot up.” “What’re you…? Ahhh! Sh… fuck yeah!” Duo groaned as Hiiro’s saliva slicked fingers invaded his body. “Like that?” the Japanese boy chuckled totally getting off on his partner's reactions. “Gods, yes,” Duo moaned pushing into his hand as best he could. “I wasn’t sure you’d go for this sort of thing,” Hiiro confessed kissing his temple and ear as he worked him into a nice, hot lather. “I’ve been having wet dreams about you forever,” Duo chuckled rolling his head so he could nip at Hiiro’s ear. This knowledge fed the growing flame inside the Japanese boy forcing his hand. Duo seemed to know the drill shifting this way and that, his breath coming in ever more sporadically as he lined their bodies up. “Oh, God!” he groaned as he let his weight slowly descend taking Hiiro’s hungry flesh inside himself. “Fuck,” Hiiro breathed on a thin thread gripping Duo’s hips firmly as his own thrust forward. “More,” Duo demanded through clenched teeth and watering eyes. Hiiro swallowed once then granted his wish thrusting steadily into the incredible heat. The sky moved by uncaring of their passion but the two boy’s in the small plane had long since moved beyond this realm. Hiiro worked his new lover well repeatedly executing any maneuver that made him moan or gasp or call his name until the heat became stifling and Duo appeared to be beyond the limits of the small cockpit. “Duo,” Hiiro breathed wishing with all his might he could lay him down and love him blind but the current situation wouldn’t allow it so he let his arm snake up and grip his shoulder, his other hand pumping quickly as he slammed inside the incredible heat and brought them both to heaven's door. “Fuck,” Duo panted then giggled as his body relaxed on Hiiro’s chest. “What a rush.” “You’re ok?” Hiiro asked knowing very well Duo’s body wasn’t really designed for what they’d just done. “My legs aren’t numb anymore,” Duo laughed drunkenly. “Shit,” Hiiro exclaimed when something sounded on the dash. “Move over.” “Wait.” “I need to get to the console.” “I know… just give me a …nnng… damn it.” “Sorry,” Hiiro offered feeling the loss when their squirming forced him to slide free of Duo’s body. “Bit I have to do the flight check.” “We’re still ten minutes out,” Duo informed him. “I need control,” Hiiro reminded him taking the yoke in hand between his legs. “Control is a relevant thing,” Duo chuckled pressing his wet ass down into Hiiro’s flaccid cock. “I’ll need to disappear for awhile. Come with me,” Hiiro breathed disengaging the autopilot for their landing. “My next target is over a week away,” Duo grinned doing it again. “Find us a hidey hole,” Hiiro growled anxiously and Duo grinned wickedly as his new lover aimed them for the ground. owari :)
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