Rejection
By: I Am Shinigami
His mocking laughter seemed to echo off the walls. Suddenly Heero lay on the floor, Duo's lips covering his own. He felt himself get hard and began to struggle. He whimpered and he clenched his fists. Duo pulled away and caressed his face gently. He lifted himself off the shaken boy, making sure that he brushed his flaccid length against Heero's hard body. Feeling Heero's erect length almost grinding into him he sneered.
Heero turned his face towards away from Duo and stared at the floor. His cheeks were flushed and he was taking great gasping breaths. He had thought that if he told Duo about his feeling then his friend would try to kill him or reject him. Instead he had only laughed than kissed him. He had believed that Duo felt the same way and when Duo had kissed him with so much passion he had felt a searing joy. Never before had he felt so happy and at peace. It was his first kiss and it didn't cause him pain.
Heero lifted himself from his prone position and stood up. "Aishiteru…" As soon as he uttered those words he felt an overwhelming pain. It was then that he looked up at Duo's face and saw the disgust that was revealed there. He didn't understand. His desperate confusion broke through his emotionless mask and it left him vulnerable.
Duo saw this and chuckled inwardly. So the Perfect Soldier really did love him. If Heero thought that he returned his feelings then he was in for a big surprise. Quite by accident Duo had found out about Heero's 'training'. He had stumbled upon the old security tapes when he broke into the facility.
He looked down at Heero, his violet eyes sweeping over the huddled figure. He hadn't missed the desire in Heero's eyes when he'd returned from the mission that night. In truth he had half expected Heero to make his confession tonight. It wasn't that he hadn't noticed it before. In fact, he'd realized that the stoic pilot had feelings for him about two months ago.
Ever since then he'd been teasing Heero by walking around their shared rooms in a short towels and by wearing provocative clothes. He had been shocked that first time when he woke to find Heero watching him from the other side of the room, lust and caring prominent in his cobalt eyes. Since then he'd found it amusing to lead him on. Of course Heero had been unaware that Duo had caught him and so continued to formulate his pathetic dreams involving the other pilot.
He brutally backhanded Heero and sent him sprawling across the floor. He lay there, not comprehending why Duo was hurting him. Those were his thoughts even as he was thrown into darkness by the powerful blows aimed towards every section of his bared skin.
TBC…
I don't own Gundam Wing (ya think?)…I don't know why I made Duo into a bastard, he's one of my fav characters. My next fic will be a 2x1 I promise!!! ^_^ This might be a 5x1 or a 6x1 I'm not sure yet. Anyway to continue I need one review…hope you enjoy!
Oh if you want to please flame me…I haven't gotten one yet but they're really funny! ^_^ (especially since they're usually sent by narrow-minded bastards)
By: I Am Shinigami
His mocking laughter seemed to echo off the walls. Suddenly Heero lay on the floor, Duo's lips covering his own. He felt himself get hard and began to struggle. He whimpered and he clenched his fists. Duo pulled away and caressed his face gently. He lifted himself off the shaken boy, making sure that he brushed his flaccid length against Heero's hard body. Feeling Heero's erect length almost grinding into him he sneered.
Heero turned his face towards away from Duo and stared at the floor. His cheeks were flushed and he was taking great gasping breaths. He had thought that if he told Duo about his feeling then his friend would try to kill him or reject him. Instead he had only laughed than kissed him. He had believed that Duo felt the same way and when Duo had kissed him with so much passion he had felt a searing joy. Never before had he felt so happy and at peace. It was his first kiss and it didn't cause him pain.
Heero lifted himself from his prone position and stood up. "Aishiteru…" As soon as he uttered those words he felt an overwhelming pain. It was then that he looked up at Duo's face and saw the disgust that was revealed there. He didn't understand. His desperate confusion broke through his emotionless mask and it left him vulnerable.
Duo saw this and chuckled inwardly. So the Perfect Soldier really did love him. If Heero thought that he returned his feelings then he was in for a big surprise. Quite by accident Duo had found out about Heero's 'training'. He had stumbled upon the old security tapes when he broke into the facility.
He looked down at Heero, his violet eyes sweeping over the huddled figure. He hadn't missed the desire in Heero's eyes when he'd returned from the mission that night. In truth he had half expected Heero to make his confession tonight. It wasn't that he hadn't noticed it before. In fact, he'd realized that the stoic pilot had feelings for him about two months ago.
Ever since then he'd been teasing Heero by walking around their shared rooms in a short towels and by wearing provocative clothes. He had been shocked that first time when he woke to find Heero watching him from the other side of the room, lust and caring prominent in his cobalt eyes. Since then he'd found it amusing to lead him on. Of course Heero had been unaware that Duo had caught him and so continued to formulate his pathetic dreams involving the other pilot.
He brutally backhanded Heero and sent him sprawling across the floor. He lay there, not comprehending why Duo was hurting him. Those were his thoughts even as he was thrown into darkness by the powerful blows aimed towards every section of his bared skin.
TBC…
I don't own Gundam Wing (ya think?)…I don't know why I made Duo into a bastard, he's one of my fav characters. My next fic will be a 2x1 I promise!!! ^_^ This might be a 5x1 or a 6x1 I'm not sure yet. Anyway to continue I need one review…hope you enjoy!
Oh if you want to please flame me…I haven't gotten one yet but they're really funny! ^_^ (especially since they're usually sent by narrow-minded bastards)