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"Rolling Thunder"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: just about everything? lol ok, ok umm
Angst, Fluff, Lemons of the not too graphic kind, Insta-Obsession
^-^, Casual sex (Fei-baby’s havin’ a good time ^_^) Ssssap
*pulls fingers free of sticky keyboard*, AU/College Break/Romantic
Adventure, Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5x uh… anyone that’ll lie down? lol, 5x13 Beta’ed by Mechante Fille Summary: Hiiro is coerced by his college buddies
to take a reluctant holiday to the beautiful islands of Hawaii but
soon finds himself hopelessly infatuated by a pair of fiery, violet
eyes. " Rolling Thunder "
“Walk with me,” he gasped as the world slowly slipped away. He could feel Duo trembling and knew the thrill of his having been the cause but it was his own knees that shook when the braided boy swallowed and breathed, “Ok.” Duo glanced about as if logging the scene and it’s occupants as they turned to leave but all Hiiro cared about was getting him somewhere where he could finally find out more about him. They’d been playing dodge all day and all he really knew was his name and that his kiss was hopelessly intoxicating. “Have you worked here long?” Hiiro asked when they had moved a short distance from the noise. “A couple of years,” Duo replied. “Things get busy when there’s a competition.” “Like the one Wednesday,” Hiiro nodded. “It’s all Trowa could think about when we decided to come here.” Duo smiled. “Surfers are like that. What about you? What brings you to our little island home?” “Wufei,” Hiiro snorted. “He seems like a fun guy,” Duo commented sympathetically. “He’s under a lot of pressure, I suppose,” Hiiro explained. “His family expects a great deal from him.” “Like marrying for social prowess?” Hiiro’s brow knit curiously. “How did you…?” “He let it slip to Karman,” Duo chuckled. “Half the girls in the hotel are lined up and eager to show him some sympathy.” Hiiro laughed outright. “No wonder,” he chuckled, glancing sideways at his beautiful companion. “I take it he’s not thrilled about it?” Duo commented. Hiiro knew he was just making conversation but he didn’t want to tread on his friend’s privacy either. “I imagine it’s not an easy way of life.” Duo chuckled, bringing a curious crease to Hiiro’s brow. “Sorry,” he offered. “It’s just… at first… I thought he was hitting on me.” Hiiro grinned. “Maybe he was,” he chuckled, daring to brush the back of his hand over Duo’s while they walked. “I certainly couldn’t fault him there.” Duo smiled boldly, taking Hiiro’s hand as he replied, “I was a lost cause the minute I laid eyes on you.” “This cannot be happening,” Hiiro breathed softly, turning to gently cup Duo’s face in his hands. The braided boy gasped softly but didn’t pull away, emboldening him to dig in for another taste of those luscious lips. Duo melted so sublimely into his arms he felt a low throated growl emanate from deep within his chest and crushed the slender boy to him. Duo whimpered deliciously as he explored his mouth, his tongue digging deep to savor every amorous morsel as his hand slowly slid down the sensuous curve of his back. The feel of Duo’s hands making their way up the back of his shirt sent such a thrill through him he unconsciously moved them across the sand until the braided boy’s back hit something solid, giving him purchase as he leaned forward and ground their hips together. He groaned helplessly when confronted with the reality of the firmness of Duo’s cock; its presence effectively shutting down what small part of his brain that had still been working as his hand quickly slipped down the back of Duo’s shorts. “Hurry!” the long haired boy gasped, breaking the kiss long enough to peek at Hiiro’s belt to figure out the clasp then his mouth was back on Hiiro’s and the heat flared to dangerous proportions. “No,” he breathed, pulling the dazed Japanese boy back up when he began to push him to the ground with the short explanation, “Sand is bad.” Hiiro didn’t care where they did it as long as it happened, then noted the tree behind his partner and pressed him firmly against it. Duo gasped and cried out when he dropped to his knees, quickly pulling the braided boy’s shorts down and kissing the tip of his swollen cock. Duo’s hands sank into his hair, begging for more as Hiiro slowly sucked him in. He took a moment to taste him before the passion flared too hot and Duo almost crumbled when he swallowed him whole. The braided boy shook and groaned, spreading his legs hungrily when Hiiro dared reach for what he wanted most, the action sending a furious need racing through him as his most basic need was eagerly presented, Duo’s hungry reaction revealing his great anticipation of the deed as Hiiro prepared him. “Give me your leg,” Hiiro rasped, rising to kiss him again but Duo had complied almost before the words had left his throat. He was prepared for the awkward task of maintaining their balance and forcing entry into the beautiful body in his arms but Duo once again thrilled him by taking matters into his own hands. Hiiro shook with need as his new lover positioned him against the impossible heat, his mind reeling in a tornado of raw emotion as he kissed Duo madly and drove deep inside him. The braided boy groaned, shivering hard as his body tensed. “Don’t stop!” he hissed when Hiiro slowed, begging with body and mind for everything Hiiro wanted to give him so he pressed on, ignoring the warning voice of reason until he was fully seated in rapturous, molten flesh. “Please,” Duo groaned, shifting his hips and suddenly Hiiro couldn’t hold back anymore, pulling out quickly only to slam back inside. “Yes!” Duo gasped, arching back into the leaning palm, his eyes squeezed tightly closed as his hands gripped Hiiro’s neck and shoulder. He couldn’t stop; he knew it was happening too fast but Duo just kept begging for more. He’d never dared dream of a lover so submissively demanding. It was more than his mind could comprehend but his body needed no further explanation and answered Duo’s ravenous need with complete abandon. Again and again he thrust into the mind numbing pleasure, his senses acutely attuned to every sound, every movement or shudder of Duo’s body where it writhed hungrily beneath him. The starlight caressed him with blue/white fingertips where his bare chest rose and fell in rapid succession. The sight stole Hiiro’s breath away and bade him taste the glistening skin but the moment his mouth covered one dusky nipple Duo cried out, arched painfully and came, the tightening of his body and overwhelming beauty drawing from Hiiro the single most powerful orgasm he had ever experienced in his life. He stood on shaking knees still buried deep inside the long haired boy’s heat as his vision slowly returned to reveal the sloe eyed resplendency that lay before him. “You’re incredible,” he breathed reverently, moving in for a trembling kiss. Duo returned the sentiment with some effort as he seemed to be having trouble catching his breath but it didn’t stop him from asking, “Can we go to your room?” Hiiro smiled widely, pulling free and helping him up. As thrilling as the event had already been he couldn’t stop the elation building inside him when faced with the prospect of having Duo all to himself in a nice comfortable bed all night long. He wanted to talk with him, to hear of his hopes and dreams, what plans he had made for the future but most of all he wanted to please him and he had a pretty good idea of how to accomplish that task. They avoided the party on the way back, going in the servant’s entrance and taking the freight elevators. It was a close call to keep from defiling the lift but the doors opened before things got carried away and they laughed as they tumbled into Hiiro’s room and dropped onto the bed. Hands moved quickly to rid them of their clothes and their first coupling of the night was as fast and furious as the impromptu mating on the beach. Duo was just as, if not more demanding within the safety of Hiiro’s room, presenting himself on all fours when things got hot and heavy, a sight that practically gave Hiiro a nosebleed as he moved in and promptly nailed him with vicious intent. It was pure heaven. He simply could not reason how he had stumbled across a lover so perfectly matched to his needs. Duo was not only gorgeous, talented and intelligent, he was the epitome of submissive perfection in bed. His body demanded all the things Hiiro’s craved to give, bringing about an equality between them he’d never dared dream possible. The end was messy, violent and crude and everything Hiiro had ever fantasized about and more. They collapsed into the damp sheets, each sucking for air and shaking as they clung to one another tightly and just tried to breathe. “That… was amazing,” Duo chuckled. Hiiro laughed in giddy elation but had no energy for a reply. His head turned contentedly when Duo slowly rolled out of bed and headed for the wash room. Predictably he returned with a warm wash cloth but Hiiro was delightfully surprised when he straddled his thighs and began to slowly clean the Japanese boy’s stomach, chest and groin. “You are soooo fine,” Duo smiled, staring reverently at Hiiro’s toned and rippled torso. “I was thinking the same thing about you,” Hiiro smiled, nabbing his hand and pulling him down for a slow, tender kiss. As much as Hiiro wanted to know more about his new lover, things just never seemed to settle long enough to get too deep into a conversation. Time and again he felt the need rise and time and again Duo answered the call with an eagerness that belied sanity. Before either of them was aware the night had gone and dawn was on the horizon, reminding them that time waits for no man. Hiiro dozed happily, unable to reconcile the life he had led before coming here with the future he now saw until he stirred at the odd sound of someone’s hushed disagreement. When he opened his eyes it was to find Duo was no longer by his side which brought wakefulness fairly quickly but his heart calmed when he recognized his lover’s voice in the other room. His chest tightened however, when he realized the hushed tones were indeed an argument and the second voice seemed to belong to Quatre. “…the hell you think you’re doing?!” the blond hissed, obviously trying to keep his voice down. Hiiro peered from the small crack in his bedroom door, not wanting to interrupt a quarrel but needing to know Duo was alright. “It’s no big deal.” “Bullshit!” Quatre snapped, making Hiiro start as the swear sounded so utterly foreign on his lips. “You knew I was seeing Trowa!” “Why should you be the only one having fun?!” Duo snipped and Hiiro’s heart sank. Was that all he was? “I really like him, Duo!” “So what?” the braided boy growled, snapping up one of Wufei’s shirts that was lying on the back of a chair. “So?!” Quatre rasped furiously. “So what the hell is he going to think when he finds out my best friend is playing with his best friend!?” Hiiro felt his chest split down the middle, his mind unable to accept the meaning of the words as his head began to spin. “You’re overreacting,” Duo sighed, pulling Wufei’s shirt on. “Damn it, Duo!” Quatre suddenly cried, sinking into the couch. “Hey,” the braided boy sighed, coming to squat beside him. “This guy really means a lot to you,” he surmised, receiving a watery nod from his friend. Despair gripped Hiiro’s heart, dragging him down into the pit of hell when Duo sighed softly, “It’s over anyway.” That was it? That’s all it had been, a one night stand. He’d been played. “I don’t want to mess this up,” Quatre sniffed. “I know,” Duo sighed again, standing to stare out the sliding glass doors. “Do you like him?” Quatre asked uncertainly and Hiiro’s blood pressure rocketed until Duo replied… “Wouldn’t matter, once he found out about Hilde he’d hit the road anyway.” He had a girlfriend. It was the final slap in the face, sending Hiiro padding silently backwards to seek the safety of his room. He’d been played and royally. How many other men had Duo seduced while working here? His stomach turned at the thought, his bowels moving like water as he bent and held his tumultuous gut tight. How could he have been so blind? It hurt all over, his chest felt as if it might cave in, making it hard to breathe. How could he? Images of their lovemaking flashed before his eyes, the tender moments suddenly branded by tawdry reality and he wretched, racing for the bathroom but by the time he got there the sickening feeling had receded. He hung over the toilet waiting for the second wave. Never before had he felt such vile sorrow. Duo… beautiful, sweet Duo had used him in the worse possible way. The memory of watching the long haired beauty reach out to heaven’s door as he lay beneath him called forth another wave of nausea that ended in the dry heaves. He just couldn’t believe it. What they had shared had been beautiful, something to be treasured, he’d felt it and it was real. He kicked himself mercilessly, squashing the urge to vomit again and forced himself upright. It hadn’t been real, Duo had been after one thing and he’d gotten plenty of it. Now he would go back to his girlfriend and Hiiro would be less than a memory by the time the next sucker came along. He washed out his mouth and clamped down hard on his broken heart, swearing no one would ever use him again before dressing and leaving the empty room for his morning appointment at the Colonial Oceanographic Institute. “Good morning, Mr. Yui.” Hiiro extended a hand to Dr. Willmont, the leading administrator at the institute. He’d read many of her publications and found her views and theories most interesting. His mind drifted back to Duo making it suddenly hard to breathe and he clenched his jaw tight and shoved the vile memories away. He had to get back to business, he had a purpose and no quick piece of ass was going to bar his way no matter how sweet it had been. He swallowed the rising excitement as visions of Duo danced in his mind’s eye and gripped the rage that followed for having allowed the transgression. “Are you all right?” “Pardon?” he replied, realizing belatedly that he had been absently ignoring the good doctor. “Sorry,” he offered, feeling wrung out and very tired all of a sudden. “You look a little pale,” the woman confessed, motioning him to a seat in the lab they were inspecting. “I’m fine,” he smiled but accepted the small reprieve. How could Duo have done this? “Would you like some water?” the doctor offered kindly. She was an older woman but attractive in a way that whispered of youthful beauty. Her eyes were kind and her manner, though sternly professional, was motherly in her concern. “Thank you,” he replied, understanding he was beyond the point of denying his distress. “I guess I had a little too much fun last night,” he chuckled, cringing at the absurdity of the comment. She chuckled but seemed to see deeper, her woman’s intuition opening a window into his soul that left him feeling open and displayed. “You’re staying at Koele?” she asked offhandedly, taking a seat beside him. He sipped his water and nodded. “Those luau’s can get a little wild,” she chuckled and he managed another small nod around the stabbing pain in his chest. She went quiet for a moment, her brown eyes softening in sympathy to his obvious pain. “I’ve read your thesis on Pseudo-nitzschia multiseries Hasle,” she commented, tactfully attempting a change of subject but Hiiro’s mind had taken a turn for the worse, his thoughts consumed with memories of Duo. His eyes and skin, the way he arched back and moaned when Hiiro… “Mr. Yui?” “What?” he breathed softly, blushing warmly when he realized he’d space out again. “This isn’t where you want to be,” Dr. Willmont smiled. He wanted to deny it but his insides felt like someone had filled him with jelly. “I’m sorry,” he sighed in resignation. “I just… perhaps we could do this another time.” “You’re welcome to drop by anytime,” she chuckled at the oddly stunned expression in his eyes. “You’re a brilliant young man,” she told him, rising in a dismissive manner. “I was hoping to use this time to recruit you but it seems you have some unfinished business to attend to before that can happen.” “You were gong to offer me a job?” Hiiro wondered, standing as well. Damn it! He’d let this thing with Duo ruin his life already! “It can wait,” she smiled. “No,” he shook his head. “This is nothing. I just overdid it but it’s not something I make a habit of…” “Hiiro,” she cut in, shocking him into silence by using his first name. “I have no intention of letting you get away,” she smiled, easing some of his tension. He’d never thought for a moment he’d be given a chance to work with a world class organization like Colonial before he’d even finished school. It was a golden opportunity and he’d almost let his libido ruin it. “Why don’t you come with us tomorrow?” she suggested. “We’re taking the local high school dive team to the south shore to retrieve algae samples.” “I’d love to,” he smiled with relief. Perhaps he hadn’t completely botched it after all. “Fine,” she smiled, seeming relieved as well. “Meet us here tomorrow afternoon. Do you need equipment?” “Is there somewhere I could rent something?” he asked, forcing his mind to put things in order. “We have plenty to spare,” she smiled. “Thank you.” Hiiro returned to Koele feeling a tad bit lighter but his thoughts still swirled around Duo. He just couldn’t make himself believe what they had shared had been nothing more than a quick roll to him. Forcing away the pain that resonated behind his breastplate had already become a habit that eased with the passage of time and he managed to line up his new schedule mentally as the elevator made its way to the lobby. He would shower and change then head into town and spend the day exploring the island. The prospect of working here was a dream come true but his mind flitted to thoughts of the fact that if he accepted he would be living in the same city as Duo. He couldn’t let it hamper his goals; there was no way in hell he was going to mess this up just because some pretty face had taken a bite out of him. He would move on and forget the entire incident had ever happened. As far as he was concerned, Duo was nothing more than a memory but that resolution shattered the moment the elevator doors opened and Duo smiled shyly from within. Hiiro froze as every thought in his mind scatted and ran screaming into the dark. Duo paused a moment, looking decidedly uncomfortable, just the way someone would if they had guilty feelings over something, Hiiro thought, then shook himself and offered an amiable, “Morning.” “M…morning,” Hiiro stammered, having to clear the dry lump from his throat. “Sorry I left so early,” Duo offered, stepping out of the lift. Hiiro knew he should step in and let the doors close and take him away from here but his body refused to obey. Why did he have to be so damn beautiful? “We start at the crack of dawn around here,” Duo explained, looking as if he wanted to bolt. Hiiro strangled the desire to sneer accusations and kicked his desire to take the braided youth in his arms and prove he was more than a simple, one night stand and latched onto the indifference that had gotten him through so many other hard situations. “No problem,” he replied evenly, turning to call the elevator again. When he turned back his gut twisted at the odd expression of pain and confusion in Duo’s eyes but it was quickly replaced by resigned acceptance. “Maybe I’ll see you around,” the long haired boy nodded, turning away. Hiiro’s hand reached for him before he could stop it but never connected, falling back to his side as he watched Duo walk away. He sighed, so much for putting it all behind him. The pain flared again, stubbornly reminding him their time together had been anything but meaningless to him. It was clear Duo was just playing games, however, so he swallowed the sickness again and went to take that shower but no matter how hard he scrubbed the memories of Duo remained. He had to get out of there, out of the room where they’d spent so many hours making love, out of the hotel where he’d first seen those incredible violet eyes and away from the place that held the shards of a broken dream. “Hiiro!” His steps stalled on the lobby floor as he clenched his eyes shut and tried not to feel guilty about wishing Wufei hadn’t seen him. “Where’re you headed?” the Chinese boy grinned. “Out.” Wufei’s expressed washed with concern at the strange tone. “Kristy and Aurora said there’s a private beach down the coast,” he informed him, falling into step beside him as they made their way toward the front door. “We were going to do some wind surfing. Why don’t you come along?” “I think Dr. Willmont is going to offer me a job,” Hiiro commented, ignoring the invitation. “No shit?” Wufei grinned. “When did this happen?” “This morning.” “You mean you could actually walk after last night?” Wufei chuckled but the joke died hard when Hiiro glared hatefully and stopped dead in his tracks. “What’s with you?” his friend asked defensively, confused. “What about last night?” Hiiro demanded, feeling his nerves frazzle at the thought of his stupidity becoming public news. “Nothing,” Wufei shrugged but smiled. “I just figured after all the noise you guys made you’d rather sleep in, I guess.” Fuck. “It’s nothing you haven’t done,” Hiiro snipped. “Relax,” Wufei soothed, stepping back a pace. “I’m all for a little bump and grind. I’m just a little surprised it was a guy,” he smiled. “Even one like Duo.” “What’s the difference?” Hiiro growled, pushing past him. “It doesn’t matter as long as you get off.” Wufei stared after him for a very long moment, totally floored by his uncharacteristic behavior. Hiiro wasn’t the type; his values were much too strict to engage in a tawdry affair. He wondered if perhaps he was pushing things too far on this trip, his need to experience life before his family tied him down with a wife and career overpowering his good sense and inadvertently confusing his friend, but again, Hiiro wasn’t the sort to be easily manipulated. Confused but not to be deterred, he pushed the problem aside in favor of hooking up with his friends but slowed on the way to the elevator at the sound of carefully concealed distress. The situation became even more complex when he noticed a reflection in the tile above the checkin desk and recognized the long curl of a braid on the creamy carpet beside him. Wufei’s mind went back over what Hiiro had said and quickly surmised that Duo had heard the heartless comments, which explained why he was hiding behind the desk crying. It was in him to confront the long haired boy over the matter but when he thought it through it seemed as if he might just be pouring salt in the wound. It was so unlike Hiiro though, he decided perhaps the best course of action was to step back and observe for a while and headed upstairs.
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