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DISCLAIMER - This is what Gundam Wing would be like if I did own it. Which I dont.

A/N – Whoa! Hella late update! But that's because I finished school! So more time for me to write until next semester! I graduated my two year actor training program so yay me! I'm officially an actor! Sort of. HAHA. WARNING: Total emotional roller coaster ride ahead. And some 'good stuff' so be warned that this chapter is NC17!! You asked and I delivered by popular demand. Hope it lives up! PS: I BARELY edited this so please bear with the mistakes for now. I will fix them soon, but I just wanted to get this posted. Plus it's extra long, which means extra time for editing. THANKS to Kaeru Shisho for the Wufei names again!


Chapter 7 - Floor, Bed, or Shower?

Yet again in Duo's POV

I don't know if the fire was from the kiss or Heero's hands tracing under my shirt, but there was fire. And a lot of it.

My skin was tender, his eyes are quivering, like leaves in the wind. This is really happening, isn't it? I'm lying on someone else's floor, passionately kissing my best friend. Scrap that. My boyfriend.

Air! I need air! I need to make sure this isn't a dream, that my life isn't just some joke that everybody is laughing at. I sure as hell am not laughing, in fact, I don't think I could. You need air to laugh. And I'm lacking just enough air to start floating into the land where reality and dreams mix.

God he's kissing me so deeply that I can't even use my nose to breathe! I pull ever so lightly on his hair on the back of his head, parting the kiss.

I miss it already.

"Heero…" I'm not really sure what I was going to say. I don't honestly know if I'm ready for this! And if I am, whether I want to do it in my English teacher's house. And if I do, whether I should use the floor, the bed, or the shower.

"Decisions, decisions." Heero whispers above me. Did I just say that out loud? "Here, bed, or shower?" He asks. AM I THAT EASILY READ? Or has he learned to read minds too?

"Just hold me for now." I beg of him. "Please."

He moves off of me, on his knees between my legs, and reaches a hand forward.

"Come on." He says, tilting his head towards the couch behind him. I couldn't help but reach for his hand and let him haul my confused ass off the ground.

He sat on the couch and pulled me onto him, my back against his chest. I could feel his heart pounding, and a throbbing between his legs. God, I was tossing him around like a wet noodle wasn't I? His hands were sweaty when he set them on top of mine and his breaths were shallow.

"Feel this?" He pressed me into his body. "Feel that? It's because of you." He said and then I felt his face fall into the space between my shoulder and my neck. I had never dreamed of Heero, or any guy, holding me in his arms but this was one of the best feelings. Being in Heero's arms was… like floating.

Heero's hand slid lower and my breath hitched. My stomach convulsed as it slid over, even through the shirt. He made quick work of the button and the zipper on my pants and plunged his hand in.

This was a new feeling. I had always been the one giving, the one in control, the dominant one, even while receiving a blow job, I always felt in control. But this… this was a whole different situation. I had lost all control, was completely vulnerable and I couldn't do anything but gasp as his hand wrapped around my growing erection. I grabbed his thighs in discomfort, or ecstasy, I couldn't decide which. It was a regrettable decision as Heero let go of his hold on me.

"Is it alright?" He asked into my neck. I opened my mouth to speak, and nothing came out, just a little whimper. "Sorry." He mumbled as he withdrew his hand onto my stomach.

It had felt good. Very good. But he is a guy and guys know what feels best for guys right? Or maybe it was that magical thing people always talk about. Either way, I'm thinking I want it again.

My hand found its way to Heero's and I led his hand back down into my pants again. I helped him wrap his hand around me, although he didn't need help, and guided him along in pleasuring me. I could only stare straight, my breaths getting deeper and faster and my other hand twitching on Heero's thigh. I kept feeling pulses against my back and knew that Heero was probably aching for something more.

I decided.

"It's definitely okay." I spoke into the void in front of my eyes.

It wasn't two seconds later that I found myself beneath Heero, trapped in his cage again, this time willingly. My bow tie was unhooked and my vest unbuttoned before I could say 'take me' and I had a feeling I didn't need to say it for it to happen. I jumped a little when his fingers brushed the skin on my neck as he started to unbutton the buttons around me neck.

And I'm snapping, right now, I can feel it. Everything within me is asking for more and I want to give it more so I'm just gonna help this little shindig along. I start for the buttons at the bottom of the shirt and it's a race to the middle, his hands tearing at the top of my shirt, mine zooming from the bottom and it's kind of like that movie with the dogs and they're eating spaghetti. Except when our hands meet, the shirt goes flying open and my bare chest is revealed for something more erotic than a kiss.

My already unbuttoned pants are tugged at so I lift my hips to allow the waistband to slide down my butt. Once the pants are far enough down, Heero pulls me up and throws the gazillion dollar jacket, vest, tie and shirt on the ground next to us. He's quite talented. I'm not doing anything except for what little help I was on the shirt, and he's doing it all and in record time. My pants are pulled the rest of the way off and I decide to be of some help again. So I take my own boxers off, springing forth the erection that had at one point in time, been in Heero's hand. It seems so long ago.

"Shit." I hear Heero mumble.

"What?" We've started and stopped this ride about a gazillion times already and I don't want to do it again.

"We're on the couch." He sits back and looks me up and down. I'm getting that self conscious feeling again. I see his eyes flit to the floor. "Move." He says to me as he starts shedding his clothes.

So I'm guessing that he's going to be the one in control of this whole ride. I 'm grateful since I have no clue as to what I'm doing. And it's just making me hotter the way he's ordering me around and tearing my clothes off and how his clothes have somehow managed to disappear in the five seconds it took for him to get undressed and now he's… oh god… he's stroking himself! Shit! I'm still on the couch!

I stumble off the couch very ungracefully and am embarrassed by the time I hit the floor. As soon as I lay down, the carpet scratches against my back and I can only imagine what kind of rug burn I'll have by the end of this. Heero ignores my blunder to the floor and proceeds to place himself between my legs and lay his body over mine.

The kiss is awkward but Heero has some… thing that makes me lose my control over my body. He's tugging on my hair and I'm tangled in his and I can feel myself rub against him down there, and his tongue is like frozen fire; it's calming and stimulating all at once.

So mom, dad, I fell in love with my guy friend at the alter and ran away from my fiancé to my English teachers house where he left said fiend and I alone to have crazy hot, wild, jungle sex. OH SHIT!! Shit, shit, shit! I forgot about my parents! What do I tell them? My mom and dad both work under the 'King' of this place. It's technically a kingdom and he's technically a King but it's all about how people perceive him and so he doesn't like to be called king. I hear him called a lot of names like-

"Oh god!" Heero had moved down lower with his kisses, and now he's nibbling on the inside of my thigh.

"Welcome back." Heero says to my crotch. Wow, I'm thinking about my parents at a time like this? How much weirder could this get?

"Sorry, spaced out." I say. "But don't stop!"

"I guess I'll just have to be a little more aggressive then." He says as he pushes my legs up and widens them. His elbows rest on the outside of my thighs and his neck brushes against my erection as he trails kisses down my stomach. How could I be thinking about my parents and the King and how funny it would be if Princess Relena walked in right now! Ha ha! That would be worth every penny of the inheritance that I could lose.

"Duo!" An angry voice takes me out of my other thoughts. Heero's looking a little pissed between my legs and if I had half a brain I would think to cover the sensitive parts. His pissed face slowly turn into an evil curl of the mouth.

"Be gentle!" He's pushing my leg up farther and turning me onto my side. My leg gets thrown onto his shoulder and I don't bend that way! But the stretch of my leg subsides as he lowers his head and nibbles a little more at my thighs before running his finger just behind my testicles. His finger slides further back. Where's he going with that finger?

It slips over my entrance, his hot breath now on the tip of my erection, and I gasp and panic. I thought there'd be more foreplay or a little more something before we got to this point and OW!

"Heero! Ow, this isn't working! My hip is cramping!" Have you ever had your hip cramp? It hurts like none other! He quickly lets my foot loose and it drops to the floor. Ahhhh, that's better.

"Flip over!" He barely said it before he was pulling me onto my stomach. My hips are pulled up and suddenly I'm on all fours, Heero getting a full view of everything I own. There go my self conscious alerts again!

"Heero, I don't like this! I can't see you, or what you're gonna do!" I hear him sigh behind me and lay on my stomach. "I'm sorry." I say to his disappointment.

I'm just so worried about all this! I'm naked with boyfriend, about to have sex with a man for the first time, in my English teachers house and my parents and my ex fiancé are waiting to hear from me! I know I keep thinking this but I don't think that even I understand all the consequences of this. Cum stains on Trowa's carpet or bed sheets. Losing my inheritance and family. Being made fun of for being gay by the whole kingdom. My boyfriend being stolen by the Princess, and me having to get married to a girl that is cool but I don't love. I could totally not enjoy the act of sex with another guy and that would kill everything.

"Get up. We're using the guest bedroom." Heero says. How did he go from ultra romantic to aggressive in like two seconds? He glances at me as though he heard my thoughts, and smiles. "You'll get rug burn down there and I want you to be comfortable for your first time." I spoke too soon.

He lies down beside me and lays every inch of his skin against mine. "We don't have to. I can wait until you're ready."

Fuck my parents, fuck Hilde, and fuck my inexperience. I'm going to make love to my boyfriend and I'm going to enjoy it!

I found his lips in record time, newly motivated by my lover's tenderness and aggressiveness and decide whether it's here, in the shower or on the bed, I'm going to let him into me.

"Bed." He says through my teeth. We both get up, still draped around each other and Heero nearly pushes me into the room except the door was closed. My back hits the door and Heero made a point of sliding his hand over my hip before hitting the door knob. Once the door is opened, we make to the bed, ignoring the computer and the cat box. Trowa has a cat? Oh who cares, as long as it's not on the bed!

"Fuck Heero!" It escapes me as my back hits the mattress. He crawls on top of me, his tongue finding my neck and his hands finding my hips. His hips thrust against mine, and I alight at the sensation, thrusting back. His tongue slipped down my neck and lingered around my erect nipples before doing circles down my stomach, causing the muscles to contract. It finally ended at the crease of my hip.

Please, please, please, please, please! He lifted his tongue from my hip and the next thing I knew he had it wrapped around my shaft. I hissed at that, like a cat, like the damn cat that was apparently around here somewhere.

Little kisses ran up and down my penis before I felt complete heat and wetness envelope me whole. Getting a blow job feels so much better coming from a guy! Heero knows exactly what felt good and what would make me lose it. He plunged his mouth further down and I felt tightness around my tip.

"Fuck! Oh, shit!" His lips pursed and he hummed along my length, all the way up and all the way down. This can only last so long in the state I'm in, and how fucking awesome this feels, and how long his strokes are. My fingers fist the sheet and my hips buck up further into his mouth and he pauses for a second and I feel his throat tighten again. I don't even have a chance to inquire further because he's started it up again. His hands find my testicles again and he repeats the finger brushing just behind them.

This is it! Somewhere deep in the small of my back, something explodes and it shoots through my veins and races towards the exit. I can feel it getting closer.

"I'm gonna…!" I barely manage to squeak out before my shoulders jut forward and my neck arches causing my whole body to arch as I violently spill deep into Heero's throat.

Heero hums once more up my deflating length and places a little kiss on the tip before he pushes forward and ravages my lips in a passionate kiss.

Alright, I got over that bridge. I just got a blow job from a guy. What's next? Giving a blow job? Why not? I'm feeling really good and therefore bold.

"Your turn." I whisper into Heero's mouth and the kiss stops abruptly as he pulls back. Today Heero's day; this is the gazillionth time he's been surprised today. I use my knee to push him over and crawl on top of him.

"You don't have to-ahhh!" Wow, even I'm surprised. I didn't even hesitate. My mouth is sucking just at the tip of his erection and Heero's squirming beneath me. "Hell!" He says. Alright, time to do this for real.

RINGALINGADINGDONG! RINGALINGADINGDONG!

I hate my life! I stop and look up at Heero who's looking back at me questioningly.

DOODEEDOODEEDOODEEDOODEEDOO!

"No!" I try to hold on to… well nothing because he's not wearing anything as Heero squirms out from under me and picks up the phone in the guest room.

LEELEELEELEE-

"Heero here." He says. His thighs have got to be the sexiest things I've ever seen in my life. They're toned but not skinny, but not lumberjack legs either, a little fuzzy, golden and strong. It's getting hot again. I can just imagine being locked into him by those legs wrapped around my hips. Haha, I'm totally checking him out! And he's setting down the phone.

"Where were we?" I ask him seductively.

"Erm Duo?" Where'd that come from? Heero points at the phone. Oh, speaker phone. Heh heh.

"Yeah Trowa?" Wow. Well at least we're not on the couch. Anymore.

"We found your parents and Hilde. Things have died down a little since we got here. So many people asked us about you that we just announced that you were at a friend's house and needed some space from all the commotion."

"Aww, thanks Tro."

"Trowa. And you're welcome. But we told your parents and Hilde that you had some things to talk about with them. Hilde's changing out of her dress now," Thank Neptune. "And we'll leave in a couple minutes. We'd rather no one followed us so we're going to sneak out a little."

"Okay, sounds awesome. So we still have some time right? Like forty five minutes? A half hour?"

Trowa coughed. "Yes. Maybe an hour, but just to be safe, be decent in forty five. I'll take my time getting there."

"Awesome! And where's the cat? I don't want it to end up in the wrong place at the wrong time."

Heero snorted and interrupted. "Don't worry about the cat Trowa. And your couch is safe. Is there anything else because we're kind of in the middle of something?"

"That's all. I'll call again as were driving up just to be sure. Stay safe."

"Wait! Trowa? Is Wuffers McStudly around?" I feel bad that everyone except that idiot is in on this.

"I haven't seen him. Want me to bring him along if we see him, or just tell him about you and Heero ourselves?" Crap, I don't know! Would Wuffers McStrungOut even care?

"Snag his ass if you see him! Thanks!"

"Bye." Finally! The end of that damned conversation. Now back to business. No funny games this time, we had only a little time and a lot to do. I shifted to face Heero straight on, caught his eye, and reached my hand to him. He though I was going to lay him down again, but nope! No funny games right?

I pulled him so that his crotch was right in front of my face and looked up to him. I did my best to put on an 'innocent' face and got the reaction I wanted. His cock pulsed as if inviting me to suck it. So I will. I wrapped my mouth around his gift and grabbed his hips. First, I wet it tip to base for easy slide-age. Now I'm getting serious. I try a little further down, and find my gag reflex. My throat instinctually tightens around him.

"Fuck, Duo!" Heero moans out, grabbing my head. You know this isn't so bad. In fact, it's kind of hot. My erection is back and throbbing harder than it did before. I want - no need – more of Heero. I bob my head faster, and remembering how good it felt, hum up and down his cock. He starts pumping into my mouth, deeper and deeper, and if I had a gag reflex before, it didn't exist now. My own aching cock is starting to hurt and I give it a few pumps to control myself. Heero's hand twitches against my scalp as he pumps. I give him a swift twirl of my tongue, knowing he needed just a little more prodding.

"Ahhh!" He moans and his hand lets go of my head and grips my shoulders, pumping into my mouth as if he were fucking, and I don't care because it is truly the sexiest thing I've ever seen in my life. I let go of my own dick and cup his testicles, rubbing the soft skin behind them as he did to me. That does it. He throws his head to his chest, eye's half lidded and looking straight at me, biting his bottom lip, brows furrowed and let's loose in my mouth. It tastes salty and there's suddenly a lot of it and he half collapses onto me, all his weight on my shoulders. I pull my mouth away and swallow, my hands sliding behind him and pulling him closer.

"Shit Duo. I love you." His torso vibrates against my head as he speaks, and I lean back, my head grazing up his chest as I keep him close. My back hits the bed, his hands hit the sheets, my head hits his shoulder and I'm ready. We wiggle as one, up the bed so our feet aren't hanging off, and he begins exploring me again. Not with just his tongue but with his eyes and his breath, with his fingers keeping his face close and his fingers closer to every inch of me. You know, I'm not self conscious anymore. This guy, Heero, is my best friend. He's always loved me, and somehow I think I've always known that I loved him. I was never afraid to admit that he was good looking. I even remember checking him out a few times, but I always brushed it off as nothing.

The color of his skin when he saved me all those years ago; his coolness when I asked if I could eat lunch with him; his embarrassment when his mom put him in dresses; his loneliness when his dad would laugh; how his face lit up when I passed history; his soft hair against my cheek as he slept through sex ed; the way his eyes were on fire at my mistakes; his haggard breaths when I told him about Hilde; his shame when he came to me I the middle of the night; how his harsh words made me unable to perform; how much I missed him when he hid from me; how jealous I was when Wuffers McNeedsToChill had him all to himself; how hollow it was when he stopped talking to me after graduation; his face when I yelled at him for being a dumbass; how wrong it felt to have Hilde in my bed when all I could think of were the midnight visits of Heero on the other side of the bed; it was all evident now. Everything made sense now, why none of the girlfriends had worked, why I couldn't keep it up, his mood swings.

"Heero." He rested his head in the crease of my hip. "I love you too. I think I've always loved you. Remembering back, I think I always knew." I felt a warm breeze against my erection, making it jump. Heero had sighed and was now chuckling at my emotional state. I watched him, his muscles, listened to his breaths, as he crawled back on top of me. He stopped when his chest rested against mine, when our shoulders were aligned, when he held me by my arms, when his forehead rested on mine, and smiled down at me. "Make love to me." It was perfect, my voice dripped with need. With love. My eyes were stuck on his and he answered with a close of his eyes.

His hand swept down my arm and under my butt to my leg where he lingered before removing his hand completely, bringing it up to his lips which were inches away from mine, licking his finger, and quickly returning them to the inside of my legs. My breath caught as his wet finger pushed against my opening and he opened his eyes as if to ask if it was alright. I smiled, my forehead still against his and let him into me.

It didn't hurt until he tried to add another finger. Saliva dries fast, and his fingers were dry upon entering. I immediately tensed ceasing his access. He pulled his fingers out gently before pushing up on the bed and rolling off of me.

He landed a quick kiss and whispered, "I'll be back." before strolling out of the room. I'm laying here, waiting for his return and I'm no longer nervous. Why should I be? He knew more about me than any other person did and I had made more mistakes in front of him than any other person I knew. He never judged me, well for the most part, and always helped me out of any situation. And something told me that this kind of love wasn't the kind that could be easily destroyed.

Heero swung around the door frame, holding on with one arm, a small packet between his teeth, and a bottle of something in his hand. I laughed lightly at how cute that was, but kept it low to let him know that his act was indeed hot. He strutted towards me with a glint in his eye and crawled back on top of me. The bottle (of lube) was discarded and he slid his fingers between my legs again. Apparently he had put the lube on before he came back in the room because he slid his fingers into me easily this time. It still hurt a little having two fingers inside of me but soon I gave into the urge and pushed against them. He stroked me from the inside and that had me gasping for more. He carefully inserted a third finger. More pain came of it but I relaxed and pushed against him, not getting what I need from just his fingers.

"Not enough." I panted against his cheek. I felt him smile against my face and he retracted his fingers again. He put his forehead to mine again and sidled between my legs.

"Thank you Duo." He said leaning back and finding the condom. He ripped it open with his teeth, careful not to damage the condom itself and handed it to me. I took the slippery thing and caught on. He wanted me to put it on him. I grabbed his dick and pumped a few times for good measure before placing the condom at his tip. That's when I got the idea.

I left the condom where it was and sat Heero back, getting into a sitting position myself, and pinched the tip of the condom before lowering my head to his 'head' and using my lips to roll it down his shaft.

"Augh." I've never heard a sexier noise before in my life! Heero had me pushed back onto my back in record time before messily dressing himself with more lube. I could tell he was eager by the way his hands shook. He wiped the rest of the lube on my own erection and settled between my legs again. Hopefully for the last time, for my first time. He placed himself at my entrance before putting his head to mine again. I was beginning to love that. I was sure to erase any inhibitions from my face as he gazed into my eyes. His head dipped and his lips brushed mine and he pushed into me gently, filling me, completing me.

Now this hurt, but his kissing kept me distracted enough to let him start easing in and out of me. I wrapped my hands around his waist, cupping his butt and pulling him tighter, farther. I could feel the pain lessening thrust by thrust and ecstasy was starting to boil up in my core. That was when he grabbed my leg and swung over his shoulder so my knee was bent over it. Now that opened up possibilities I had never even thought of. I began to push against him needing him closer to me, filling me more.

"Duo!" He moaned. My cock pulsed.

It no longer hurt, and every time I was aware enough to actually look at Heero, I saw his muscles glistening, his hair falling against my forehead, his arms working to keep him up and going, and his brow furrowed in pleasure. And then I thought back to the times I had had sex with girls and found those times to be very unsatisfying. There was no excitement because the girls always just let me do whatever I wanted. I never had to fight for it, to scream for it. I never had to push against it and need it like I needed this. "Harder!"

He pushes harder and THUMP.

"Ow!" My head hits the headboard. It's called a head board but not for this reason, I don't think. I laugh and so does Heero but it's okay. My leg falls back down to the beds surface. He doesn't stop pushing into me and I put my hands up and push against the headboard, pushing Heero, if possible, further into me. It did the trick as I felt him brush against something deep inside of me. I'm gasping for air, and going limp everywhere except my pulsing cock. Heero takes notice and without leaving me, without stopping or slowing, pulls me down the bed so I don't bump my head again. He quickly readjusts without one single falter in our pace and finds the sweet spot again. I gasp again. (1)

I felt the heat rising in my feet of all places and felt whatever it was inside of me start fires in my fingertips and my ears, but especially behind my belly button.

"Heero!" I needed him not only in me but around me as well. He got the hint and balanced so that he could use one hand to jerk me off. He only pumped me once and I felt the all too familiar peak rush from the ends of me to the core of me and explode onto my stomach. I couldn't help that my muscled clenched around him, or that he spread my cum when his hand splayed over my stomach as he climaxed inside of me.

He pushed a couple more times before pulling out and collapsing at my side.

We're laying here sated and sweaty and sticky and I couldn't be happier. It wasn't so bad; making love to a guy. In fact, it was better than anything I had ever received before. I could definitely get used to this.

I feel Heero's hand slip through my cum before he puts it to mouth and licks it clean. Oh god! What time is it? Do I have enough time to do this again? I look at the clock and forty minutes has passed. Damn. Heero catches my line of sight and looks at the clock next to the bed.

"Time to clean up." He says disappointedly. He leans over me and begins to lick me clean. I can only whine until he's finished, leaving a gentle kiss on my content tip before rolling off of me and watching me attempt to stand. "I'm going to clean up in the bathroom. You should too. I'll bring our clothes." He says. I nod in approval before he smiles at me and walks into the hallway.

RINGALINGADINGDONG! RINGALINGADINGDONG!

Shit! Didn't Trowa say something about calling when he was close? I jump to answer it quickly.

"Yeah?"

"Duo, we're about five minutes away. It took less time than we though sneaking out, and the traffic cleared a bit. I hope we aren't too soon." Trowa says. I can hear Quatre talking in the background.

"Nah, we just… erm… finished. I just gotta… prepare." Trowa totally knows what's happened. You know, now that I think of it, he's really cool letting Heero and I use his house for pleasure. "Tro?"

"Trowa. Huh?"

"Thanks a million. I gotta go. See you soon." I finish unenthusiastically.

I completely didn't 'prepare' what I was going to say to my parents. I'm doomed. Why aren't I a little more upset? Oh, right, sex with Heero.

Time to get dressed and get this over with!


(1) - Not sure why this paragraph is in a different tense than everything else. I'll fix it later.