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"Forward Motion"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: Post war Cannon, Angst, sap, WAFF’y in the end ^_^ Unbetaed Pairings: 1x2, mention of moderate
2xOC’s (dating type stuff) Summary: Hiiro contemplates Duo’s young adult lifestyle discovering, in his frustration, that his feelings for the braided boy go deeper than he knew. "Forward Motion"
He’d gone out again. It didn’t surprise me really but I found myself marveling that he didn’t get tired of the superficial simplicity of dating. It confounded me how someone of his intelligence could repeatedly throw himself into the mauling masses every Saturday night. So, I was left sitting in our living room once again trying to comprehend his need to prowl the night with a different girl every weekend. It was more of a shock that I had accepted than that he’d asked when we rented an apartment together after the war. It seemed reasonable at the time; we were both working with the Preverntor’s and had never really had a place of our own. However, unlike my boisterous partner I enjoy the solitude so I was at a loss as to why I had agreed. Had I known I would suffer with the complexity of deliberating his constantly rolling lifestyle I have no doubt I would have chosen otherwise but by that time there was nothing to do about it but wait for him to come home. He’d quit asking me to come along because I hadn’t since the first time I made that mistake. Call me fickle but watching him dance and flirt and even make out in the dark corners of a noisy, smoky bar just wasn’t much fun for me. Another behavioral habit I simply could not figure out. Why did he want to kiss them? He didn’t even know them. I’d never understood the need for such things and most certainly couldn’t comprehend what in the hell he got out of it. I knew he didn’t care for them like that, not the way one should when offering that sort of affection. Thank god he didn’t sleep with them. He didn’t. I know because he’s just not like that. I didn’t think he was the type to kiss and tease either but… well I’m just sure he didn’t. He wouldn’t. Damn it. He was usually home by midnight but it was pushing one thirty. I wondered where in the hell he could be and hoped that clunker of a car of his hadn’t broken down because I wasn’t in the mood to go get him. That girl, Vanessa, had ensnared him two weeks in a row and that was uncommon. He’d met her at the club I think and even brought her back home to pick up a coat. I could tell she hadn’t expected to find me there because her pull over sweater was half way over her head when I walked into the living room. “Oh,” she’d chirped as her ears turned red then she paled most satisfactorily when she caught my eye. “Hey, Hiiro,” he had smiled flashing a glance at her that I easily read as disapproval over her behavior and nervousness over my presence. “We just stopped by to pick up my coat.” “You’re going riding at this hour?” “Duo?” she questioned timidly going to slip into his arms and I felt as if my eyebrows had caught on fire. “Vanessa lives up on the hill,” he told me moving her toward the door. “I’ll be back after I drop her off.” I waited a full three minutes after they left before the rage got the better of me and I kicked the arm off the living room chair. It took me over an hour to calm down enough to fix it and the rest of the night to reach a point that I wasn’t shouting at him in the morning. It’s not like I didn’t expect him to date but to bring a tramp like that into our home was way past inconsiderate. True to form however, he negated the necessity of my addressing the incident by apologizing and assuring me it wouldn’t happen again. He is a man of his word but instead of foregoing the late night rides he started taking his jacket with him. He had it that night and I could just imagine him zooming along the interstate with pretty little Vanessa clinging to him happily. He had been home by two the last time he took her home but it was ten minutes past and I was considering checking the net at work for news of any instances involving a silver Ducanti ST3 and an oak brained red head. I wondered what there was to eat. “Hiiro?” “Shit!” Well, hell, I didn’t really want any milk anyway. “Need a mop?” he laughed finding me standing in the middle of a puddle of milk. “Hand me the paper towels.” At least he was home… and in one piece… and it looked like all his clothes were on the right way. “You didn’t have to wait up,” he chuckled bending to help me with my mess but I snatched the towels away and growled at him. “I wouldn’t have if you’d come home at a decent hour.” “You should come along if you’re just going to sit here watching the clock,” he countered seemingly nonplussed which usually pisses me off but I was still working off the relief that his shirt was right side out. “I don’t find it particularly interesting to watch you suck on some girls face all night,” I grumbled stuffing the wet towels in the trash. “You’re missing the point,” he laughed plopping down in a chair just as casual as you please. “You’re not supposed to be watching me, you’re supposed to sucking on some girl of your own.” Now that grin did piss me off. “I don’t find it exciting to make out with total strangers in public places!” I snipped going to wash my hands. “Ever tried it?” God I hate him. “No. And I don’t see what’s so great about kissing for half an hour straight either. It’s embarrassing just watching you.” “Bet you’ve never done that before either,” he snickered and I felt the flesh on my face smolder and smoke. “Oh, you’re not serious,” he laughed. “Not everyone is as free with their affection as you,” I grumbled tossing the dish towel I was drying my hands with on the table before I strode out. “Hey!” he laughed scampering after me. “Wait! I’m sorry.” “Then why are you still laughing?” “I’m sorry,” he chortled again snagging my sleeve before I could escape to my room. “I didn’t mean it like that but you know; kissing is pretty innocent. I’m just surprised that’s all.” “There’s nothing innocent about shoving your tongue in someone else’s mouth,” I informed him. He cocked a brow and I was relieved he at least wouldn’t argue that point. “All right, fine,” he nodded. “It is an intimate exchange but it’s pleasant without being committal. You should try it sometime.” “Is that an offer?” Shit, did that come out of me?! “What?” he laughed stepping back but the horror in my eyes killed the mirth pretty fast. Why did I say that? I’d never wanted to kiss anyone before in my life. How in the hell had we gotten on this subject anyway?! “Never mind.” “Whoa! Wait a sec!” he laughed again but this time it was different, nervous, anxious… maybe a little hopeful? “Do you really want to?” I thought about it and came to the resounding conclusion that, yes, I did but no words would come out of my mouth to confirm the revelation. I was a little busy reassessing my entire sexuality. “Hiiro?” he softly intoned moving closer and there was that pull again, the one I always felt whenever he stepped out of the shower in nothing but a towel but had never understood before. It was… intoxicating but unlike before I couldn’t simply turn away. “You seem… very good at it,” was the best I could come up with. “You want me to teach you how?” he snickered not unkindly. “I think I know how,” I sighed and just wished he would go to bed and forget it. I had not been prepared for him to smile and suggest, “Let’s find out.” Shit. “Duo…” “You wanted it,” he grinned wrestling to keep me from running away. “It was s stupid idea,” I countered. “Naw, man,” he smiled taking me by the wrists. “You wanted to, let’s do it.” “Stop it.” “Come on, pucker up,” he laughed. “This isn’t how it should be,” I told him refusing to allow him to pin me against the wall. “Then how should it be?” he grinned leaning into me and I felt a fire ignite inside me when his leg pressed against my groin. He squeaked when I rolled and slammed him against the wall reversing our positions as I dove into his mouth and ravaged it. I have no idea what came over me but I wanted him in that moment, wanted him badly enough he whimpered and trembled in the intensity of my overpowering affection and suddenly everything between us changed. “I’m sorry,” I gasped pulling back in utter confusion. What was I doing? He was my partner and my friend but kissing him had made me want things I couldn’t even comprehend. He stared at me in a state of obvious shock for a long moment before a smile curled his lips and lit my ears on fire. “How long?” he asked and I cannot explain how I knew what he was talking about. “I think… a long time,” I replied. “You hide it well,” he smiled and suddenly his arms were wrapping around my neck so I kissed him again but this time I clamped down on the raging desire inside me and just let myself feel him. There was a possibility that I was irretrievably in love. “Hiiro?” he panted after a time in which I had completely lost myself in him. My heart just about stopped when he said, “I don’t think I can make out with you.” It showed painfully on my face just how I felt about that so he smiled and pushed his hips forward to demonstrate the difficulties I was causing him. “Oh god,” I breathed pressing him back into the wall so hard I thought I was going to loose it right there. “Take me to bed,” he whispered kissing me again as my mind reeled. “I got your first kiss,” he smiled at my confusion, “Its only right that you be my first too.” “You’ve never been with a guy before?” I wasn’t sure I was ready for this. “I’ve never been with anyone before,” he chuckled and all at once the fire was back and threatening to incinerate us both if I didn’t find a way to satisfy it. “Duo.” “I never dared hope that you could want me,” he breathed kissing me again and the next thing I knew I had him in my arms and we were headed for his bedroom. My first kiss quickly turned our world upside down and suddenly I could fully understand why he spent his time coercing young women to engage in the activity for extended periods of time. I couldn’t get enough of him and as much as he seemed to have enjoyed kissing them it was easy to tell how much more it meant to him when it was me. I honestly believe he had been searching for what we now have because he never missed a beat in falling into a committed relationship with me. I realized how much he wanted it the first time we made love and find it most satisfying to repeatedly remind myself on a regular basis. Everything he had done since the day we met made perfect sense once I found him laying in my arms and now I’m hard pressed to figure out how I could have missed it but it doesn’t really matter. He is here now and I finally understand why his presence causes such emotional turmoil inside me. I love him. It’s as simple as that but the truly amazing thing to me is… he loves me too. owari :)
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