And All That Jazz

First Verse
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Author : Presser
Archive : http://crimson.gwyaoi.com/beyondforever/Guest_Fanfiction/presser/presser.html
Pairings : 1x2
Disclaimer : Gundam Wing characters aren’t mine
Rating : NC-17
Warnings : AU, bit-o-sap, bit-o-fluff
Feedback : Yes, please!
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The soft sounds of a piano trio glided from Heero Yuy’s Roland keyboard as he folded himself around Duo Maxwell. Heero had maneuvered the two of them onto the tired hide-a-bed sofa in his one-room apartment above the jazz club where he played with the house band five nights a week.

Duo pulled back from Heero’s trembling lips. Violet eyes fluttered as he sighed contentedly. How could it possibly be that Heero Yuy loved him? Duo Maxwell?

\"Kiss me again, koi,\" Duo purred.

\"Gladly,\" Heero responded. He leaned in slowly, enveloping Duo’s lower lip with both of his. He gently pulled it into his mouth, teasing the lip with his teeth, his tongue. Duo found Heero’s teeth with his own tongue, now hot with ardor. Heero opened his mouth and Duo invaded it, exploring, tasting, tantalizing, inviting. His hands moved to Heero’s face, up into his unruly mop of dark chocolate hair. Seconds mounted into one minute, two, and then the boys unwillingly drew apart, panting lightly.

\"Gods, you taste good, Heero,\" Duo said. Heero ran his hands up into the delicate boy’s hair, thrusting his fingers slowly in and out of the dappled brown braid, massaging his scalp. \"You, too, Duo.\" Heero kissed him lightly on the forehead, the nose, each cheek, the lips. \"Where do you want to go with this?\"

\"Wherever you want to take me, Heero,\" the smaller boy said. \"I just want you, that’s all. I’ll do anything you ask.\"

\"Lay down.\" Heero pushed the supple boy back and pulled at his black silk shirt, sliding it slowly out of his pants. He ran his hands underneath, lightly stroking the taut planes of flesh that lay just out of sight. Duo shivered at the touch. \"Don’t do anything unless I give you permission, okay?\"

\"O-okay, Heero,\" the braided boy said. \"I trust you.\"

Heero slowly unbuttoned Duo’s shirt, taking time to admire the boy’s face as he worked. Duo’s lavender eyes fluttered, then closed. His sensuous lips parted to let a soft sigh escape. Brownish-red strands of long, fine hair set off luminous ivory skin with a whisper of down along the jaw line.

Heero slid the shirt out of his way and admired the boy’s torso. The creamy vanilla surface held back developing muscles. Heero leaned in and kissed the boy’s navel. As Duo inhaled sharply, Heero tenderly traced a path up the younger boy’s chest with the tip of his tongue. He paused just over Duo’s left nipple, and sighed heavily. Little seismic ripples rolled across the braided boy’s abdomen. Heero licked his lips, then brushed them across the nipple.

\"Ohhhh, Heero!\" Duo moaned. His hands instinctively went to Heero’s hair. Heero immediately withdrew his mouth from Duo’s chest and captured his hands firmly but carefully.

\"I told you not to do anything without permission, remember?\"

\"But Heero,\" the boy pleaded, I want to give you as much pleasure as you’re giving me.\"

\"You, will; don’t worry about that. But for now, you cannot use your hands until I ask for them.\" Heero pushed Duo’s hands above his head, leaning on his chest, their erections rubbing together through their pants. He kissed Duo on the lips, then returned to his work at the boy’s nipples.

Another heavy breath, slowly exhaled. More tremors through Duo’s stomach muscles, tensing and releasing in time with his accelerating breath. Heero swirled his tongue around Duo’s left nipple, then teased it with his teeth. The plaintive whimpers this elicited from the boy made Heero’s testicles tingle. He added his right hand to the dance, gliding it along Duo’s ribs, taking the right nipple prisoner. Caressing, tweaking, toying, Heero worked both of the lovely boy’s nipples, extracting just the right blend of pain and pleasure. Duo squirmed under Heero’s ministrations.

\"Heero, if you don’t stop, I think I’m gonna explode!\"

\"Oh, you will, koi,\" Heero said, lifting his head from Duo’s chest, \"you will; but only when I’m ready to make it happen.\"

Heero left the youth’s heart beating rapidly as he unbuttoned his own shirt while trailing tiny kisses down Duo’s abdomen. His own shirt removed, Heero tugged at Duo’s belt with his teeth. Duo opened his eyes to see what was happening, and started to lean forward to help Heero loosen his pants. Heero snapped his head up and growled softly; Duo leaned back, keeping his hands above his head, which he tilted forward to see what Heero was doing.

With minimum fuss Heero unclasped the belt, and tore at the brass rivet holding Duo’s pants together with his hands. He unzipped the black chinos with one hand and pulled at the waistline with the other. As Duo raised his hips the pants slipped down to his knees. Heero pulled at Duo’s black silk boxers with his other hand; he was rewarded with the sight of delicate brown curls gathered at the base of a pulsing erection. A small pool of precum lay halfway up to the boy’s navel, connected to the tip of his penis by a spider’s thread of lover’s lubricant.

Heero smiled to himself, and lowered his head. Another heavy sigh, this time at the tip. Just the lightest touch of tongue to slit, the barest brush of lips to head. Duo tried to say Heero’s name, but all he could produce was a low, hoarse, untamed noise deep in his throat. Heero worked his mouth to gather saliva at his lips, then parted them slightly to pour his elixir down Duo’s shaft.

\"Hn; I guess I’ll have to clean that up, won’t I?\" Heero applied his tongue with increasing friction to the front of Duo’s cock, sending the boy into ecstasy.

Heero took him. He lowered the hollow of his warm, moist mouth to Duo’s throbbing pedestal, closing his lips around the middle and sliding down until he reached the grove of chestnut ringlets. Duo’s hips bucked up of their own accord; Heero put his hands firmly on them, holding the boy almost immobile.

And then he sang. The Roland keyboard was still cycling the song Heero had put on, the midi disk of the song he had written for Duo; Heero hummed the melody that had been missing from the track since they had begun their lovemaking.

Duo saw photons pirouetting, changing colors, shifting and melding behind eyelids squeezed tight.

\"Guhhhh…gahhh…gods, oh gods, Heero!\"

The older boy slithered up and down Duo’s oscillating shaft, still humming; He rose to the tip, surged around it with his tongue, and then kissed it softly.

Duo whined as the warmth of his lover’s mouth left him. \"Please, Heero, don’t stop!\"

Heero smiled and lowered himself onto his beloved once more, this time working in earnest to bring the boy to his pinnacle. Duo tore at the arm of the sofa with both hands, squirming with increased agitation as Heero brought him to the brink of rapture.

\"Gahhh…Heero…I’mgonna…I’mgonna…\"

Duo spilled over into the most exquisite bliss, filling Heero’s mouth with hot boycream. Heero instantly stopped moving. He held his lips firmly around Duo’s member, waiting for his lover’s tremors to subside. Duo lay quivering, and still Heero remained motionless. Then, as the boy’s shuddering subsided, Heero began to stir his lover’s fluids with his tongue, massaging the bell end of Duo’s cock. He trailed his fingers lightly along Duo’s thighs, working his way to the velvety sac at the base of the length he held with his lips. As he kneaded the sensitive skin, he relaxed his lips, letting warm semen and saliva roll down to his right hand as he traced figure eights around Duo’s navel with his left. Duo moaned with delight.

\"Oh Heero…oh gods…oh Heero!\" The boy trembled. \"What … mumph … are … you … yesss … yesss…!\"

Heero swallowed most of the cum, leaving a liberal amount in his hand. He worked Duo’s balls and the shaft of his cock, milking the last of the juice from the sweet meat. His right hand well lubricated, he slid it between the smooth firm globes of the boy’s ass. He carefully inserted one finger into Duo’s entrance and began to gently stretch his lover. With his other hand, Heero unclasped his own pants and slid them down to his knees as he worked a second finger into Duo’s tight pucker.

\"Duo, you may use your hands now.\"

Duo sprang forward as though pulled by a force stronger than magnetism. As he sat up, Heero wrapped his left arm around the boy’s waist and pushed firmly with the two fingers of his right hand, driving them deep into Duo’s canal. He found the bundle of nerves gathered at Duo’s prostate and drew little circles around them.

Duo collapsed forward onto Heero’s shoulders, gasping. \"Heero, I don’t know if I can take any more of this!\"

\"Oh, you can, my dear, and you will. Kiss me!\"

Duo obliged, invading the older boy’s mouth with a sudden ferocity, tasting himself mingled with the scent of his lover. His hands, free at last, began seeking, touching, caressing, stroking. He began with Heero’s dark tousled locks, and then worked his way down the boy’s smooth neck, across his muscular back. At the waist Duo encountered soft, sheer fabric. He pulled away from Heero’s honey-spiced lips and looked down to guide his hands. Heero watched with delight as Duo’s eyes grew wide.

\"Heero! Lace panties?\"

\"You like, I hope?\" Heero rose up on his knees slightly; Duo pulled down the panties to reveal Heero’s throbbing cock. \"Now lay down, Duo. I’m going to make love to you.\"

The boy lay back, widening the space between his legs. Heero removed his fingers from Duo’s channel and ran his right hand over his own dick, further lubricating it. He drew Duo’s left leg over his shoulder as Duo put his right over the back of the sofa.

Heero entered Duo slowly, almost painfully slow. Duo moaned, gasped, shuddered.

\"Heero, oh, gods, Heero! Harder, harder!\"

Heero responded by slowing down, causing Duo to groan. \"Heero, what are you…ooohhh!\"

Heero hadn’t stopped moving, and now he had reached Duo’s prostate. He pulled back just a fraction of an inch and nudged it again. And again. And again. Duo spiraled upward to heaven, his now soft cock beginning a new erection.

Heero leaned into his lover. He kissed Duo’s right nipple tenderly while continuing to gently nudge that exquisite gathering of nerves deep inside the younger boy. Duo squirmed with delight. Heero worked his way up the boy’s chest, nipping lightly at his neck, his jaw, his chin. He came to those full sensuous lips and licked them. He tasted himself and his lover blended into a single erotic essence.

Again Duo writhed, moaned. He was reduced to raw feeling, each touch of his Heero sent straight to the pleasure center of his brain without the delay of translation. It seemed to Duo that the two of them had merged into one being. He felt complete, at peace, and yet massively aroused.

Finally Heero could hold back no longer. Duo’s scent, his breath, his presence, they were so close to him that Heero began to lose track of where the boundary between the two of them was. Duo slowly slid his hands down Heero’s back and grabbed two sleek spheres of flesh. He massaged Heero’s ass, squeezing gently at first, then pushing with increasing intensity. Heero gave in to the overwhelming urge to push.

Both boys escalated to nirvana, Heero slamming into Duo with rapidly building strokes. Duo continued to cram Heero into him, his fingers sliding toward Heero’s anus. His fingers found his lover’s entrance, and he began working the fingers of both hands into Heero as the older boy pounded him.

Heero came hard into the taut, warm sheath that enveloped his cock. He screamed Duo’s name as his thighs, his stomach tremored. An ecstasy of light and warmth and pleasure shot through every nerve in Heero’s body. He collapsed on his lover’s chest.

\"Oh, Duo, Duo, Duo!\"

\"Heero!\"

The lovers lay panting, drifting down to earth in each other’s arms. Duo nuzzled Heero’s neck, softly kissing, tenderly stroking his lower back with his fingertips. Low guttural sounds emanated from both boys.

\"Ummm….\"

\"Ooohhh….\"

\"Mmmm….\"

Ahhh….\"

\"Heero?\" Duo’s eyes opened as he felt the older boy’s warm chest leave him. \"Don’t go, Heero; hold me.\"

\"Sounds delicious, koi, but I have one last set to play; after that, I’m yours for the rest of the night.\" Heero pulled up his panties, his pants, reached for his shirt.

Duo stuck out his lower lip, pouting. \"Awww!\"

\"I’ll be back, Duo, I promise. After all, you’ll want to thank me, right?\" Heero grinned as he spoke.

\"Thank you?!\" Duo’s eyes widened as he spoke. He sat up on the hide-a-bed sofa. \"I want to /show/ you how much I /love/ you!\"

\"Don’t move, Duo; you’ll be fine right here till I get back.\" Heero fetched his dinner jacket from the floor by the Roland keyboard and ended the midi loop that had been playing since they began making love.

\"Hey,\" Duo said, \"You never sang that song to me.\"

\"I know. You’ll hear it when I get back tonight, I promise.\"

\"I’ll be waiting, Heero.\" He watched his newfound lover walk to the door, stopping to adjust his tie in the mirror on the wall by the little apartment’s entrance. \"I love you.\"

\"I love you, too, Duo.\" Heero exited, and Duo sed bed back onto the couch, sighing, cooing to himself.

\"Wow…oh, wow! I’d never have guessed that this evening would have turned out like this!\"