Bored

Diclaimer: They\'re not mine.

Duo\'s violet gaze was riveted to the ceiling of the motel room as he counted the cracks in the plaster, listening to the soft clicking of Heero\'s fingers as they moved over the keyboard. There was a short pause in the typing and Duo sat up quickly. \"Hee-rooo... I\'m bored!\" he whined for the umpteenth time that evening.

\"So do something,\" Heero replied without turning around as he resumed typing.

Duo swung his legs over the edge of the bed, \"But I can\'t go anywhere fun.\"

\"Go get us some dinner,\" Heero turned around to face the braided, fidgeting pilot. \"There are a couple of fast-food places down the street.\"

\"But I don\'t have any money.\" Duo pouted, sticking out his lower lip and tugging on his braid.

Heero stared at the full lower lip a moment before answering. He reached into his black spandex shorts and produced a wad of bills. Ds eys eyes widened, \"Sure, why not? He can keep a gun down there, why not money?\" He laughed and snatched the bills from Heero\'s hand, pressing a kiss to the blue-eyed pilot\'s cheek before bounding to the door, braid swishing across his backside. Heero stared, appreciating the show without letting it show on his face.

Duo paused in the doorway and flashed Heero a smile, \"Don\'t miss me too much!\"

\"Baka,\" Heero muttered. Duo\'s grin only brighd asd as he bounced out the door. He walked until confronted with the eateries Heero had mentioned. \"Hmmm... Taco Bell or Crystal?\" His gaze darted back and forth before settling on one. \"Taco Bell it is. I\'m not drunk enough to eat Crystal burgers.\" He ordered a large quantity of soft tacos, a Mexican Pizza, cinnamon twists, and three of the largest Mountain Dews. On his way back to the hotel he stopped at a convenience store and bought a double-handful of Pixie Stix.

When he returned, Heero was in the shower. Duo opened the door a crack and hollered in, \"Food\'s here!\" He heard the sound of someone slipping, a muttered curse, and, \"Duo, I\'m going to kill you.\" Duo giggled then settled down on his bed and opened the lid of one soda. He poured in a few Pixie Stix. He then tore into the food, inhaling half the Mexican Pizza and several tacos before Heero emerged. His first sugar-shocked soda was almost gone. Heero wore nothing but a pair of white cotton boxers. Duo whistled, \"Lookin\' good Yuy!\" Heero just glared then began to eat.

Duo slurped down the last of his Mountain Dew and moved onto a second. He poured in more Pixie Stix. \"What are you doing?\" Heero asked flatly.

\"Nothin\',\" Duo flashed his most innocent look. The Japanese pilot began to worry. That look, that tone was too innocent. But, he kept on eating, keeping a wary eye on Duo as the American pilot scarfed down the last of his food and soda.

\"Heero, I\'m bored,\" the braided one complained when Heero returned to the laptop.

\"Hn.\"

Duo began to bounce on the bed, \"Oh Heee-roo...\" Said pilot ignored him. Duo bounced some more, then tried again.

\"Duo- shut up.\"

\"But Heero,\" he bounced off the bed and over to the desk. \"I\'m BORED!\" He leaned over Heero\'s shoulder, \"Wha\'cha doin\'?\" His braid hung over Heero\'s shoulder, brushing against his cheek. Heero grabbed the braid and yanked Duo\'s face close to his own. \"Duo-\" the rest was cut off as Duo pressed his lips to Heero\'s. He darted his tongue into the open mouth. Then, Duo pulled away quickly, causing his braid to be yanked rather painfully. \"Ow! Heero, I\'m sooo sorry! I don\'t know-\"

\"Duo, shut up.\"

\"But-\"

\"Is this the only way you\'ll stop talking?\" There was a strange gleam in Heero\'s eyes as he pulled Duo close. He leaned in and kissed the violet-eyed American. WHeerHeero released him, Duo looked up, stunned. \"Heero, why?\"

The Japanese pilot smirked, \"It worked didn\'t it?\" His eyes had lost their customary coldness.

\"Why you...\" Duo sputtered as he stalked angrily back to his bed where he sat fidgeting. Heero\'s eyes never left his fellow pilot.

\"Why did you?\" Heero asked after a long, tense moment.

Duo shrugged, \"I dunno.\"

Heero walked over to the bed and loomed over the other youth, \"Duo.\"

Duo looked up into the cobalt blue eyes. \"Because I\'ve wanted to,\" his hands gripped his braid nervously. Heero pried Duo\'s fingers off the braid and took it into his own hands. The other shifted, nerves and too much sugar making him more antsy than usual. Heero pulled up firmly on the braid, causing Duo to stand. Heero dropped his hands to Duo\'s arms and yanked him close, kissing him roughly. The kiss was long and passionate, tongues warring for dominance. When they finally parted, both were panting.

\"H-Heero,\" Duo murmured, bringing his fingertips to brush over his bruised lips.

Heero smirked, \"Still bored?\"

Duo grinned wickedly, \"Not for much longer.\" Then he tackled Heero, sending him sprawling across the other bed. He sat on Heero\'s chest and took his earlobe into his mouth, nibbling and licking it. Heero squirmed beneath him and... giggled?

\"Heero \'PerfPerfect Soldier\' Yuy!\" Duo said after releasing the other\'s ear. \"You giggled!\"

\"I did notwas was the flat reply.

\"Did too!\"

\"No, I did not.\"

Duo smirked, \"Fine, you didn\'t. But let\'s see what happens when I do this!\" He tickled the end of his braid lightly over Heero\'s chest. Nothing. He tried Heero\'s side. Still nothing. Tickling his neck yielded no response either.

\"Duo, what are you trying to do?\"

Said boy flashed a \"who me?\" look. \"Nothin\'...\" He moved the braid to Heero\'s ear. He squirmed, but made no sound. \'You\'re not getting off that easily,\' Duo thought to himself as he dropped the braid and replaced it with his lips. This time he knew he heard it. \"You giggled!\"

Heero\'s response was unexpected. He grabbed Duo\'s waist and pushed the youth to the side and rolled op oop of him. He smirked, \"Now let\'s see who giggles.\" He stripped the squirming Duo down to his smiley-face print boxers in record time. With the smirk still firmly in place, Heero\'s fingers began to dance lightly over Duo\'s chest, sides, and neck. Duo collapsed into gasping laughter, thrashing under Heero. \"H-Heero...stop......please......\" Finally, the blue-eyed pilot relented, resting his hands on Duo\'s chest. \"Who giggled?\"

Duo replied sulkily, \"No one.\"

\"Hn,\" Heero smirked. Soon his lips replaced his hands on Duo\'s chest, planting moist kisses over the boy\'s skinny chest. He paused over a nipple, laving it. Duo groaned. Heero\'s mouth turned its attention to the other nipple before moving his lips down Duo\'s body. His tongue swirled around the braided pilot\'s navel and continued its trek southward. Heero\'s mouth closed over Duo\'s stiff cock.

Duo gasped as pleasure shot from his groin through his body, to his brain. He curled his fingers in Heero\'s shaggy hair as the other youth swallowed him to the hilt. Duo whimpered as Heero drew back, not quite releasing his erection. The whimper brought a smile to Heero\'s lips before he swallowed the other again. Duo bucked his hips, trying to force himself deeper into that moist warmth. Finally, when he could take no more, Duo\'s seed exploded into Heero\'s mouth. He swallowed it all down, reveling in Duo\'s taste.

Heero release Duo\'s cock and climbed on top of Shinigami\'s pilot. He pressed his lips to Duo\'s. Duo could taste himself on Heero\'s lips.. his hands traced light patterns over Heero\'s thighs as they moved upwards. He grasped Wing\'s pilot\'s erection and gave it a tug. Heero groaned and Duo pumped again. \"Heero, I know you want me...\" Duo\'s hand stroked once more.

\"Mission...accepted,\" Heero panted.

\"There\'s some lotion in my bag,\" Duo instructed. Heero quirked an eyebrow. \"How else am I gonna keep these hands soft?\" Heero just shook his head, smiling lightly and reached for the black duffel bag, which sat on the floor beside the bed. He rummaged around until he found the bottle. He squeezed a generous amount into his palm and dragged one finger through it. He looked into Duo\'s eyes, questioning. \"I\'m sure,\" Duo said. Heero stretched and lubed the other pilot then spread lotion on himself before pressing into the tight opening. He let the other adjust to him before moving deeply inside Duo. Their lovemaking started out at a slow pace, but before long, they were thrusting madly against each other. Duo came first and his tightening muscles threw Heero over the edge.

Afterwards, Duo lay curled against Heero, his head resting on the Japanese pilot\'s chest. Heero\'s fingers of one hand were curled loosely around Duo\'s braid. Duo snickered quietly.

\"What?\" Heero asked sleepily.

Duo tilted his head up to look at Heero. \"I should get bored more often,\" he pressed a quick kiss to Heero\'s lips.

\"Go to sleep, baka,\" Heero replied with an affectionate squeeze.

\"Oyasumi, koi,\" Duo murmured as sleep overtook him.

\"Oyasumi, Duo.\"

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