I was very, very drunk...

GWD9






PART 9

Yes indeedy, it is part 9.

You people should appreciate this; I’m
doing this instead of an essay on photosynthesis!

Duo: Photosynthesis is…

Heero: Pointless.

Wufei: A Pagan tradition?

Quatre: Green!

Trowa: …plants…

Me: Indeed, moving on, here is a disclaimer
from the god of all things pink and fluffy, Duo.

Duo: The god of Death, DEATH! Akiko does not own Gundam Wing, nor dies she
own the Gundam Wing boys, and girls, and asexual beings.

Heero: Who’s asexual?

Duo: That would be telling.

Heero: O.o

Trowa: Do not sue Akiko for she is one
whose means do not fit their ends.

Duo: Meaning she’s flat broke, so you won’t
get a penny!

Me: So true! <Sob>

Anyway, we left our pilots just ready for
bed, I’m going to warn you now, I have a feeling I’ll be crap at writing
lemons. It will however be limey and
such, so you have been warned, don’t read this if you’re underage! That means you <points at blatantly
underage people> Also, even though I think that the law says that gay
partners have to be 18 to have sex, this is the future; so let us assume that
the law has been modified and that it’s 16, and that the pilots are all 16, so
no one is partaking in anything illegal.
Ok, got it, good! <Points at
underage people again and shakes head>

 

Silk Pillows

The five Gundam pilots and Treize traipsed
their way up the stairs.

“Going up is never as fun as going down,”
Wufei commented.

“Let’s hope you keep that attitude later
on,” Treize said grinning. Trowa and
Duo burst out laughing. Heero forgave
himself the small chuckle that escaped his lips. Quatre looked on oblivious.

“What does he mean?” he asked Trowa
innocently.

“I’ll show you later,” Trowa answered with
a half smile.

“Don’t you mean you’ll tell me?” Quatre
asked again.

Trowa looked at Quatre thoughtfully forwhilwhile, he smiled, “No.”

They continued on their arduous journey up
the stairs.

“Q-man, for someone so rich, why don’t you
have elevators, or escalators or something!” Duo whined as he sagged against
Heero, forcing the #1 pilot to push him up the stairs.

“Oh we do,” Quatre answered simply, as he
walked passed the very stunned group.

Heero fell backwards in exasperation,
taking Duo with him.

“Then why,” Trowa said running a hand over
his face in a tired manner, “are we walking?”

“Better for your heart,” Quatre
muttered. Trowa looked at him deeply
until Quatre let out an irritated squeak.

“Fine, I don’t where it is, I can’t
remember.” He looked a little huffy.

“It doesn’t matter Q-man,” Duo said as he
stood up, “ I like sliding down the stairs of a morning anyway!”

“Why are you only wearing one boot?” Wufei
asked from his vantage point under Treize’s arm.

“Because, Wuffers, I was beating that commando
guy with it remember, then I dropped it.”

“Oh,” Wufei said quietly, “You have very
hairy toes Maxwell.”

Duo blushed a violent shade of pink and hid
his foot from Heero’s enquiring gaze.

“Let’s just get to the top of the stairs!”
Treize cried, “Wufei is not getting any lighter!”

They continued up to the top of the stairs
where they sat down for a quick breather.

“For pilots who train a lot, we really are
unfit,” Trowa said, as he panted a little.

“I’m fine,” Wufointointed out smugly.

“You were carried you ninny,” Duo hissed.

“Ninny?” Heero asked amused. Duo glared at him. Heero put up his hands in mock defeat.

“Right, we are which way, Wufei?” Treize
asked as he scanned the hall.

“What?” Wufei asked, befuddled.

“Which way do we go?” Treize asked.

“Is this a test?” Wufei asked as he looked
up imploringly at Treize. Treize looked
at him a little shocked, as well as confused.

“He’s seven doors down to the left Treize,”
Duo said as he laughed. Treize nodded
his appreciation, picked up Wufei and took him inside the room.

Trowa raised his eyes enquiringly at
Quatre, who nodded, took his hand and led him four doors to the right.

“Yours then,” Trowa said, as Quatre pulled
him inside.

“Ok, my room or yours?” Duo asked, blushing
a little.

“So you want to spend the night with me
then, hey?” Heero teased.

“Well you are my boyfriend!” He yelled,
sticking out his tongue then pouting.
Heero laughed.

“Keep laughing and you won’t be getting
any,” Duo said stiffly, turning his face away.
The laughing stopped abruptly.

“Ok, ok, you win Duo, no more laughing.”

Duo turned to him and smiled.

“Does that mean I can have some?” Heero
enquired silkily.

“Maybe,” Duo teased as he stood up, pulling
Heero with him.

“So,” Duo asked, “yours or mine?”

“Can we get into your room, both of us?”

Duo pondered, “True, one half of the bed is
under a pile of stuff, and the floor’s covered in things and whatnot, so… no.”

“Exactly,” Heero said as he led Duo down
the right end of the hall. He stopped
at the sixth door.

“My room,” Heero said simply.

“I’ve never really seen all of your room, “
Duo commented happily as Heero pulled out the several million keys it took to
unlock the door, “It takes me a little while to pick all these locks, and by
that time you’ve usually heard me and stop me progressing more than a metre
into the sanctum that is your bedroom.”

“What about the time you tried to get in
through my window?” Heero asked with an amused glance at Duo as he fiddled with
the ring of keys.

“Oh yeah,” Duo said with a wide smile,
“That was great, I nearly fell to my death edging along the wall outside. I did fall quite a way when you opened the
window and told me to fuck off in no uncertain terms. I gave Quatre a really nasty shock when I went past his
window. I don’t mind telling you the
things he gets up to when he thinks he’s alone, wow!”

“Do you breath?” Heero asked as he was
unlocking a rather large padlock.

“Some, not a lot,” Duo answered simply.

Heero unlocked the last lock and opened the
door. He allowed Duo to enter
first. Duo bounded around looking at
everything from the ceiling to the floor.
He was just delving into the wardrobe when Heero pulled him back by his
skirt.

“Just because your room is a mess, doesn’t
mean I want you to mess up mine.”

Duo pouted but complied and sat quietly down
on the bed.

“Why did you never let me in your room
before?” Duo asked, as Heero sat don’t next to him and removed his fur boots.

“You’re a one man tornado, you would have
messed up my stuff.”

“I didn’t realise you were so material.”

Heero shrugged and took of his fur-lined
parka.

Duo scratched his head.

“Oh yeah, I’m still wearing the costume!”

“And people say you’re not smart,” Heero
said sarcastically, shaking his head.

Duo poked him in the side and stood up.

“Ok Yuy, I’m going to remove my make up and
then I will come back. I expect you to
lend me a t-shirt to sleep in…” Duo then blushed a little and looked at the
floor, “oh and some boxers, ‘cos, you know, I’m only wearing the knickers, and
I don’t really want to sleep in them, and I can’t be bothered going to my room
all the way down the corridor, so, yeah.”

“Fine,” Heero said with a raised eyebrow as
he watched Duo trot from the room.

“Right, time for preparations,” Heero said
to himself as he slipped out of the door and ran silently down the hall.

 

“You have a nice room Quatre,” Trowa said
as he looked around. Quatre jumped
playfully onto the bed.

“It’s like a traditional Arabian bedroom,”
Quatre commented. Trowa looked around
at the luxurious red and purple silks, and back to the large silk covered
four-poster, with the canopy.

“Arabian Princess?” Trowa questioned as he
tried not to laugh. Quatre ignored the
question.

“Why have you never visited me in my room?”
Quatre questioned.

“I’ve never had reason to,” Trowa answered simply
as he crawled onto the bed beside Quatre.

“I’m just going to get changed,” Quatre
said as he whipped of his tutu. Trowa
nervously looked away as the Arabian Prince began to remove his leotard
revealing his smooth, pale chest.

“I’m done,” Quatre said to the back of
Trowa’s head.

Trowa turned around fully expecting to see
Quatre in some form of suitable bed wear, like pyjamas, or in Quatre’s case,
that night-dress he’d seen him in that time they’d bumped into each other in
the hall that morning a few weeks ago.
However, when he turned around Quatre was wearing nothing, but some very
revealing silk boxers, pink silk boxers.
Trowa squeaked.

“What?” Quatre pouted seductively, “You no
like?”

Trowa couldn’t speak, there seemed to be an
excess of saliva in his mouth.

“How about a drink?” Quatre asked as he
lent over the side of the bed, affording Trowa a very full on view of his
silken ass.

Trowa nodded mutely to Quatre’s butt,
before realising that it was… Quatre’s butt.

He pulled himself back onto the bed and
offered Trowa a china teacup. He then
pulled a thermos from behind his back.

“Tea?” Quatre enquired with a mischievous
grin as he poured the tan liquid into the cup.
He poured himself a cup and took a sip.

“Go on,” he cajoled, “it’s really good, my
own special blend.”

“I’m very aware of my tongue,” Trowa
blurted. Quatre merely raised an
eyebrow in a Trowa-esque fashion and sipped his tea. Trowa sniffed warily at the cup, he eyed it at several angles
before he noticed Quatre was giving him an odd look. Not really wanting to alienate his new boyfriend on their first
evening together he stopped and took a tentative sip of the tea. To his surprise, it didn’t taste bad, he
sipped again. Quatre smiled.

“It’s good,” Trowa said smiling as he
raised his cup, “I always thought I was a coffee man.”

“Well now you’re a convert, in the ways of
the Winner family, tea drinkers extraordinaire!”

“Groovy!” Trowa replied as he drank some
more. (AN: O.o)

“Now,” Quatre said with a suggestive smile,
“let’s get you out of that costume.”

He crawled over towards Trowa.

 

“I’m ba Duo Duo called as he burst in
through the door.

Heero hastily threw the matches to one side
before realising that this was pointless because all the candles that were lit
would have had to be lit somehow.

Duo looked around. The room glowed with the soft light of many
candles scattered about the room. A few
gold silk pillows adorned the plain black sheets of the bed and the sweet smell
of jasmine floated through the air from an incense stick burning on the bedside
table. Duo’s eyes welled up.

“Oh Heero,” he gasped, “You’re so
sweet! Where did you get all this
stuff?”

“It’s mine,” Heero said boldly as he looked
into Duo’s slightly misty eyes. Duo
stared back at him defiantly, causing Heero to let out a sigh.

“I stole the candles from Wufei,” he said
dejectedly. Duo raised an eyebrow.

“I didn’t think Fei would be such a
romantic,” he said casually looking at the wide selection of candles.

“He’s not,” Heero grimaced, “You should
have seen those two going at it, I’ve never seen bodies in those positions
before, or that much grunting and sweating and moaning and…”

“Stop already!” Duo said shrilly, “All the
talk of the moaning and such was making the blood rush to my… cheeks… yeah…
cheeks…” Duo said vaguely. Heero raised
an eyebrow in interest and couldn’t stop the involuntary movement of his eyes
towards Duo’s crotch.

“I got the pillows from…” Heero continued.

“Quatre,” Duo said matter of factly. Heero nodded.

“Got a thing for silk hasn’t he?” Heero said
with a suggestive smirk.

“Lucky Trowa,” Duo chortled, “And the
incense?” Duo asked.

“That’s mine, I find it relaxing,” Heero
said as he sniffed deeply. Duo was
surprised to learn that the stoic pilot liked to relax. He’d always thought he’d got off on being so
tense ALL the time. He said as much to
Heero, who chuckled.

Heero looked at Duo, who was still in his
costume, one boot on and one boot off, and no makeup. He looked adorable.

Duo looked at Heero who was now out of his
costume. In just a pair of boxers he
looked… good enough to eat.

‘Time to turn on the charm,’ Duo thought to
himself as he smirked.

Heero watched as Duo lifted his arms up to
his hair and undid the small buns allowing the long hair to fall free in loose
waves over his shoulders. Heero had to
admit, he loved Duo’s hair, it looked so soft Duo Duo looked beautiful right
now. Duo removed the remaining boot and
tossed it aside. He slipped out of the
small skirt, leaving himself exposed in the small knickers and leotard.

“Where are those boxers?” Duo questioned
Heero. Heero wasn’t listening and
continued to stare. Duo clicked his
fingers in front of his face a few times to get his attention.

“Wha?” Heero questioned, dazed.

“Boxers?” Duo asked amused.

“Oh, on the bed, there,” he said pointing
to a pair of white boxers. Duo leaned
over and grabbed them. He dropped them
on the floor by his feet and removed the leotard. Heero gawped at the half-naked Duo before him. He pinched himself. No it wasn’t a dream, as it had hurt to
pinch himself. He made a mental note
not to pinch himself again. Duo turned
his back to Heero and looked over his shoulder seductively.

“Cover your eyes,” he breathed. Heero complied and covered his eyes with his
hands and Duo removed the knickers. He
bent down to pick up the boxers. Heero
sneaked a peak through his fingers. He
had to stop himself gasping as he caught his third glimpse of Duo’s naked ass. The sight had been growing on him more and
more. Duo hoisted up the boxers and
Heero closed his fingers. Duo turned
around and saw that Heero still had his hands over his eyes.

“Ok, I’m done,” said Duo. Heero lowered his hands and allowed his eyes
to travel over the half naked man. Duo
blushed slightly, but shook it off.

“Where’s that t-shirt?” Duo asked.

“I don’t own t-shirts, only vests,” Heero
said, holding up one of his trademark green vests. Duo tripped slightly, but took the vest and slipped it on. It hung off him.

“Wow Heero,” Duo commented, trying to right
the material, “You must be quite buff.”
Heero smiled as Duo looked at Heero with hungry eyes. Heero patted the bed, so Duo went over and
sat down next to him.

“So,” Heero began. Duo looked at his hands for a little while
then jumped on Heero, knocking him back on the bed. Heero looked a little shocked but not unappreciative. Duo sat on top of him and ran his hands over
Heero’s chest.

“Heero your muscles are so…”

 

“Hard!” Trowa shouted.

“But if I pull harder I’m going to rip your
skin off!” Quatre wailed as he looked at Trowa’s crotch.

“You can’t get these things done delicately
little one, just yank it, it will be fine.”

Quatre looked unhappy but grabbed it any
way and pulled hard. It worked. It came.
Trowa yelled out.

“Thank god!” Trowa mumbled.

“Yes, I thought the zip would never give!”
Quatre said as he wiped the sweat from his brow.

“I’ll never where overly tight pants
again,” Trowa promised.

“They really were…”

 

“Tight,” Duo said as he ran his hands up
and down Heero’s chest a few times.
Heero was struggling with his… conscience (you know what I mean
^_~). He didn’t want to frighten Duo,
but having Duo’s hands all over him was driving him crazy.

Duo knew he was driving Heero crazy. There was fire in those blue eyes that he
recognised. He smirked and kissed
Heero’s chest. It was too much. Heero flipped Duo onto his back and leaned
over him.

“Ooo, Heero,” Duo giggled. Heero thought he looked like an angel with
all that beautiful hair splayed out across the pillow. He stroked it and felt how soft it was.

“You’re hair is beautiful,” he husked as he
stroked the silky strands. Duo smiled
widely.

“I grew it myself.”

“Very funny Maxwell,”

“I thought s…” but Duo’s words were cut off
by Heero’s mouth on his own. Heero
slipped his tongue inside Duo’s mouth and battled with the other for
dominance. He won, of course. Duo moaned into Heero’s mouth. He was the best kisser ever. Duo slid his hands down Heero’s back to his
ass. He had a weapon that he could use
to gain some control over the situation.
He squeezed Heero’s butt. Heero
squeaked in surprise. Duo grinned onto
Heero’s mouth.

“Gotcha,” Duo said unsteadily.

“Oh yeah?” Heero mocked as he slid his
hands down Duo’s chest to the rim of his boxers.

“You wouldn’t,” Duo warned. Heero raised his brows and yanked down.

“EEP!
You WOULD!” he screamed as he tried to cover himself. Heero grinned widely.

“Why do you try to hide yourself from me
now, when only moments ago you were wiggling your butt at me?” Heero questioned
as he kissed Duo’s forehead.

“Damn,” Duo sounded as he clicked his
fingers, “you figured out my ploy.”

“Well I am the Perfect Soldier,” Heero said
waving his hand airily.

“Hey!” Duo said indignantly, “How do you
know that we call you that?”

Heero looked a little ashamed and looked
out the window at something particularly interesting. Duo narrowed his eyes suspiciously.

“You have the place bugged don’t you,” Duo
said. It was more of a statement than a
question. Heero gave him a wide, guilty
smile. Duo tutted and shook his
head. Duo’s distraction had caused him
to remove his hands from his manhood.
Heero took this opportunity to look down.

“Well, you’ve been hiding a large secret
haven’t you,” he said gleefully as he looked up at the reddening face of Duo
Maxwell.

“I didn’t realise you were so…”

 

“Long,” Wufei said simply.

Treize nodded his head in a satisfied sort
of way.

“May I touch it?” Wufei asked as he looked
into Treize’s eyes. Treize nodded
mutely. Wufei ran his hands up and down
the length with reverie.

“I’ve never seen one like it,” Wufei said
conversationally, “and as you know I’ve had a lot of experience.”

Treize laughed, “Yes, I got the full force
of that in our first battle if I remember rightly.” Wufei laughed also and handed the sword back to Treize.

“You got any of your famous swords in
here?” Treize asked as he looked around the room. Wufei disentangled himself from Treize and went over to his
wardrobe. He opened it up and rummaged
around. Treize watched his naked
profile as he turned from the wardrobe holding a particularly large samurai
sword.

“Wow that one’s quite…”

 

“Wide!” Trowa yelled as the pants sailed
past his head.

“What do you mean?” Quatre asked
indignantly, they were perfectly on target.”

“That is clearly not the washing basket blondey
and you know it,” Trowa laughed as he looked at the discarded pants that lay
several feet from the washing basket.

“Well I got every other thing in so it
doesn’t matter,” Quatre said, sticking out his tongue. Trowa laughed loudly and watched as Quatre
advanced upon him and took the mask, which covered one half of his face, off.

Trowa lent forward and kissed him
deeply. Quatre let out a happy sigh.

“Did you always know?” Quatre asked into
Trowa’s mouth.

“Know what?” Trowa mumbled as he kissed the
pale throat in front of him.

“You know, that you liked…”

“That I play for the other team?” Trowa
said as he lifted his head to look into the blue eyes. Quatre couldn’t help but laugh. Trowa smiled.

“Yeah, I think so, I never really was that
interested in women.”

“I always knew,” Quatre said, “I think
having twenty nine sisters may have had something to do with it,” he finished
musingly.

“Maybe,” Trowa said with laughter in his
eyes.

“I do believe,” he continued as he looked
at Quatre, “that these,” he pointed down, “are in the way.”

Quatre followed the directed finger and
grinned, “I believe you’re right.”

Two pairs of boxers, one pink, one green,
were flung in the direction of the washing basket. Quatre admired Trowa’s muscular physique, while Trowa marvelled
at the smooth alabaster skin. Quatre
risked a glance downwards and was transfixed with what he saw.

“Trowa, I didn’t think you’d be so…”

 

“Big,” Heero finished with an admiring
glance back at Duo. Duo was blushing so
hard he appeared to have turned purple.

“Don’t be so modest,” Heero said as he
kissed Duo again.

“Well you’re not so bad yourself,” Duo said
as he looked at Heero’s member through his fingers.

“Is that why you appear frightened of it?”
Heero asked, amused, “It won’t bite you, you know,” he laughed, “I might
though,” he said thoughtfully. Duo
giggled.

‘Better let go of my inhibitions,’ Duo
thought to himself as he looked at Heero’s penis again. He took a deep breath and grabbed it.

“EEP!” Heero gasped as Duo’s icy hand
enclosed around his semi-erect penis.

“Gah!
That’s cold!” He squealed. He
then felt it swell, “Maybe it’s not so bad,” he gasped as Duo squeezed.

Duo felt Heero’s semi-hard on swell in his
hand. He felt quite proud about this
and… maybe just a little turned on, as he felt his own dick rise to the
occasion. Heero had his eyes half
closed when he realised something.

“You’ve never done this before have you?”
He questioneduo suo shook his head.

“Well I’ve tossed myself off of course,
but…”

“No, I mean sex… with a man.”

Duo snorted, “You’re not a man.” Heero laughed.

“Alright, boy then.” Duo shook his head and looked at Heero
nervously.

“It does hurt,” Heero said, not wanting to
sugar coat it.

“You’ve done it?” Duo asked incredulously,
his eyes goggling. Heero looked around
furtively.

“I’ve had some… erm… run-ins with Oz
soldiers.”

“More than one!” Duo squeaked. Heero laughed. He caught the horrified expression.

“It was all mutual!” Heero said
hurriedly. Duo’s face relaxed, he had
interpreted Duo’s shock correctly.
Duo’s face then split into a wide grin.

“Heero Yuy, slut!” Duo chirped. He laughed for a bit until Heero tugged his
penis, and he gasped.

“I understand if you don’t want to take it
that far tonight,” Heero said as he stroked Duo’s hair. Duo looked thoughtful.

“Do you have any…”

Heero whipped out lube and condoms from god
knows where. Duo looked shocked.

“At least I know you’re prepared,” Duo said
as Heero smiled widely.

“Too much talking,” Duo said shaking his
head before kissing Heero deeply. Heero
ran his hands up and down Duo’s body and back down to is butt.

“Ok, get ready,” Heero gasped as Duo licked
and nibbled his ear.

“Ready for ARGH!” Duo shrieked as Heero
moved his finger into Duo’s entrance.

“I was NOT expecting that!” Duo
squeaked. He soon stopped talking when
Heero wiggled his finger a bit. Duo
groaned gratefully. Heero grinned and
covered the boy’s neck with bites and kisses.

“Ooh, that feels…”

 

“Nice,” Quatre said appreciatively. Trowa smiled. He then took drastic action and grabbed hold of Quatre in a very
intimate place. Quatre gasped out loud and
reciprocated the movement.

“Have you ever done this before?” Trowa
asked Quatre between kisses.

Quatre nodded, “Some of the younger of
Rashid’s men have been kind enough to oblige me occasionally.” Trowa looked a little shocked but merely
chuckled and kissed him again.

“What about you?” Quatre asked as Trowa
sucked on his… throat.

Trowa smiled, “My name-sake was my
teacher,” he said cryptically.

“You mean the real Trowa Barton…”

“Yep.”
Quatre gasped. He wasn’t sure if
it was from the shock, or the fact that Trowa was performing some fairly
elaborate moves downstairs.

“We need protection,” Trowa said sensibly
as he leaned over the blonde, flicking his uni-bang out of his eyes.

“Top drawer of the table next to the bed.”

Trowa leaned over and opened the drawer. He saw condoms, lube and… a vibrator.

Trowa raised his eyebrows at Quatre who
merely shrugged and smiled.

“Duo caught me using it once,” Quatre said
with a smile, “I don’t know what he was doing crawling along the outside of the
house though.”

Trowa kissed Quatre deeply at this and
grabbed a condom and some lube. Quatre
was very obliging with the helping on of the condom. Trowa gently rolled Quatre over and applied some lube.

“Ready?” he questioned.

“Ready,” Quatre said firmly into the
pillow.

 

“Ready?” Heero asked as he rolled Duo onto
his back, not removing his finger.

“Ready,” Duo ner nervously into the
pillow. Heero applied some lube and he
was already wearing protection.

“Here we go,” he whispered into Duo’s ear
as He pushed slowly into Duo. After much
ear splitting screeching and some light crying and some heavy reassurance, they
had got into the swing of things. Duo
had to admit, after the pain had subsided, it was really quite pleasant. He reassessed this as Heero hit a
particularly pleasurable spot and kept hitting it, this was amazing! It was nice having Heero in his… tight
embrace.

Heero was groaning with intense pleasure.
Duo had a particularly tight… embrace.
He realised he had found the fabled spot when Duo suddenly gasped and Thrust
back onto him. He made a noise deep in
his throat at this sudden movement and picked up his pace. Duo was a very… vocal lover.

Duo realised that he was quite… vocal about
the whole experience, but what else could be expected.

“Ah!
Heero just there!” he screamed, “That’s so…”

 

“Good!” Quatre screamed in ecstasy as their
passion came abruptly to a halt for both of them… a good half-hour after they
had started. They lay there together,
spent, but happy. Quatre curled up into
Trowa’s warm embrace and put his head into the crook of his neck. Trowa rested his head on top of Quatre’s.

“That was beautiful,” Trowa sighed.

Quatre snorted sceptically, “I think that
was more wild and mind-blowing that ‘beautiful’,” he mocked lightly. Trowa nodded his head and chuckled.

“I think I’m falling for you,” Trowa said
lightly. He received no reply except
soft snores and snuffles.

“Yep, definitely falling,” Trowa sighed as
he drifted off to sleep.

 

“That was just…” Duo began.

“Yeah,” Heero replied.

“I mean…”

“Yeah.”

“I was…”

“Yeah.”

Duo laughed.

“Great conversationalists we are!”

“Hn,” Heero snuffed before laughing along
with Duo. Heero pulled Duo closer into
his arms. After their fervent
lovemaking, they were both exhausted.
They lay in a tangle of black bed sheets and lube and cuddled.

“Thank you,” Heero whispered into Duo’s
hair.

“You’re welcome,” Duo yawned widely, “and
thank you for introducing me to this highly enjoyable past-time.” Heero snorted at the comment.

“You know,” Duo said sleepily, “I think I’m
falling for you, you know that?”

Heero smiled into Duo’s hair and wound some
around his finger.

“I love you too,” he said quietly before
realising Duo had fallen asleep. It was
the loud snores that gave it away.
Heero snorted again.

“Trust you to fall asleep when I’m bearing
my soul,” Heero chastised, then realised he was talking to himself. He settled himself down and yawned. Within a few minutes he was on the verge of
sleep, despite Duo’s earth-shaking snores.

“You just have to be noisy all the time
don’t you?” Heero yawned, “I know I’ll hate morning Duo, I can just tell,” he
said with a sardonic smile before promptly falling asleep. The whole house lay in silence as… almost
everyone, exhausted from a long evening, slept peacefully.

 

The end!
I’ll probably do one more chapter as like a morning after thing ^__^ I’m sorry the lemon was crap, but I am
secretly proud of this chapter ^__^

This is the longest chapter yet, so please
read and review!!!!