school adversary

Part 22

Heero pressed his soft, inviting lips against mine, and I pushed his chest, breaking the kiss and getting him off me. "Yuy! I can't believe you just did-" My words of reason were cut off once more as his warm mouth covered my own again. This time, I could not keep up my facade of dislike, and I melted
into the kiss.

Heero ravished my lips, slipping his tongue past them and into the cavern of my mouth. I moaned as my tongue sparred with his for dominance. My hands, still pressed against his chest, moved up to link themselves behind his head, then tangled themselves in Heero's unruly mop of hair. Heero moaned
and shifted himself, bringing one knee up onto the couch and arching over my body, which was being pushed back against the armrest. I curved my body and rubbed my torso against Heero's sensually, trying to convey my need through any means possible. Hot hands roamed up and down my torso and all thoughts of Duo went completely out of my head. Then strong arms surrounded me and I was being lifted through the air.

"Where's your room?" A husky voice whispered into the delicate shell of my ear, sending shivers down
my spine. I replied something, the words not important to me as I continued to nibble on Heero's neck, getting satisfaction from the noises he was making, and chuckling when he almost dropped me once.

Finally we were in my room, on my bed, and Heero was leaning over my body. I looked up at him, desire filling my onyx eyes and turning them into limpid pools of chocolate. My hand pulled his neck down to within easy reach of my mouth, and my tongue made it's way inside his ear. Heero moaned and writhed against me as my tongue traced the delicate whirls of the soft sliver of flesh.

Heero's hands slid under my shirt, gliding over the smooth flesh they found underneath. I moaned deep in my throat as his left hand paused in its wanderings to gently tease my nipple. Then, my shirt was being pulled over my head and thrown on the floor. Heero smirked down at me, then attacked my
throat, kissing a trail down my neck. His tongue slid down the slight crevice along my sternum, nipping the end of it and moving left, tracing the line of my breast.(1)

His tongue drew circles on my chest, getting smaller and smaller until he took my upright nipple into his mouth, suckling on it gently. His hand toyed with my other nipple as his sucks got deeper, pulling it further into the silky cavern of his mouth. I moaned and slid my hands down his smooth back, under the line of his jeans and boxers, and cupped his firm ass. Heero groaned and thrust his hips against mine, bringing our erections together and causing a jolt of desire to shake my body, even though layers
of fabric still separated them. I shivered as Heero shifted, causing the most delicious friction as my pants rubbed against my hardness.

Tendrils of desire snaked through me as Heero's hands roamed to the waistband of my jeans and undid them slowly. I moaned as the pressure of denim was relieved and my previously trapped arousal sprang upwards, clad only in my satin boxer shorts. Heero's hand snaked down to squeeze my hardness through the thin material of the shorts and I lost all control. I rolled over, pinning Heero to the bed beneath me. The remainder of our clothes went flying through the air as Heero seemed to share my desperate need to feel bare skin on bare skin.

I reached blindly for the tube of lubrication that had been recently installed in my bedside table. Heero writhed beneath me, his hands moving over me in the most delightful way. I unscrewed the cap and promptly lost it as Heero's hand toyed with my throbbing arousal and my arm jerked, flicking the cap somewhere else. I coated my fingers quickly, and then slowly inserted one into Heero's tight entrance. He stiffened slightly as I worked my finger inside of him, seeking the special spot inside of him. Heero arched his back and cried out as I found the little nub, and I felt him relax more around me.
I inserted another finger and then a third, preparing him quickly as I did not want to wait longer than necessary. Finally he was ready, and I withdrew my fingers, replacing them with my shaft. I entered him slowly, and groaned as his tight, velvety sheath pressed around me. I paused, waiting for him to tell me when to continue. An impatient move of his hips urged me to continue, and I pulled out almost
fully before slamming back inside, hitting his sweetspot in the process. Heero moaned beneath me, and moved to meet me every time I thrust into his hot, tight body. I lost myself inside of him, aware only of the intense pleasure his body provided and his sweet cries. Glorious sensation built within me as I moved harder and faster. Then blinding ecstasy filled me as I finally tipped over the edge and I screamed out Heero's name. Afterwards, we lay there, too content to clean ourselves off. We held each
other, and my thoughts finally returned to Duo. Waves of guilt rose within me as I thought about what I had just done.


(1) I know this isn't the usual type of language for describing that part of a male's anatomy, but I was running out of words.