"Heero! You _have_ to hear this! It sounds like it's about you!" Duo was
yelling for/at Heero. Again.
"Hn?" Heero slowly sauntered towards Duo, who pushed him down on the couch. Heero got a special gleam in his eye when Duo draped himself across his lap to keep him from getting up. Duo noticed.
"Hentai."
Heero's face fell into a pout, making Duo lose his mind.
"If you listen all the way through, though…"
"Listening."
Duo started the tape he had found of an old TV show.
" 'Look! In the sky!' 'It's a bird!' 'It's a plane!' 'It's Superman!' "
A hand began creeping under Duo's shirt.
" 'Yes, it's Superman, strange visitor from another planet who came to Earth with abilities far beyond those of mortal men.' "
"In bed." Heero whispered softly in Duo's ear. His other hand began crawling towards Duo's pants.
" 'Superman, who can change the course of mighty rivers, bend steel with his bare hands…' "
By this time, Duo had lost most of his clothing---and coherent thoughts.
" '…and who, disguised as Clark Kent, mild-mannered reporter for a great Metropolitan newspaper, fights a never ending battle for truth…' "
Both boys had been completely divested of clothing by this time.
" '…justice…and the American way!' "
A well-placed comment about the American way had both boys all over each other even more than before when a head peeked in.
"Did I hear 'justice'?"
By the time they looked towards the door, Wufei was gone.
Grumbling slightly, Wufei pulled another tissue out of the box.
/This is the first time justice has ever given me a nosebleed…/
X-tra fluffy!
"Hn?" Heero slowly sauntered towards Duo, who pushed him down on the couch. Heero got a special gleam in his eye when Duo draped himself across his lap to keep him from getting up. Duo noticed.
"Hentai."
Heero's face fell into a pout, making Duo lose his mind.
"If you listen all the way through, though…"
"Listening."
Duo started the tape he had found of an old TV show.
" 'Look! In the sky!' 'It's a bird!' 'It's a plane!' 'It's Superman!' "
A hand began creeping under Duo's shirt.
" 'Yes, it's Superman, strange visitor from another planet who came to Earth with abilities far beyond those of mortal men.' "
"In bed." Heero whispered softly in Duo's ear. His other hand began crawling towards Duo's pants.
" 'Superman, who can change the course of mighty rivers, bend steel with his bare hands…' "
By this time, Duo had lost most of his clothing---and coherent thoughts.
" '…and who, disguised as Clark Kent, mild-mannered reporter for a great Metropolitan newspaper, fights a never ending battle for truth…' "
Both boys had been completely divested of clothing by this time.
" '…justice…and the American way!' "
A well-placed comment about the American way had both boys all over each other even more than before when a head peeked in.
"Did I hear 'justice'?"
By the time they looked towards the door, Wufei was gone.
Grumbling slightly, Wufei pulled another tissue out of the box.
/This is the first time justice has ever given me a nosebleed…/
X-tra fluffy!