Endless Weiss: KenXDuo - Neru Daroo /I Probably Slept/
He opened his eyes, blinked once, twice. Darkness. Where was he?

Deep blue finally blinked back, a cool hand brushing over his forehead. "Ken-niichan, dou?" Sweet voice, tiny fingers; Omi. He managed a wan smile, forcing himself to get up from the sofa.

"Ne, gomen Omi-chan…" The living room was empty, lights switched off for the night. Omi followed his gaze and waved his hands in the air. "Oh no it's alright niichan! Aya-kun said we should go to bed early anyway! And besides, the others didn't want to play anymore."

Ken lifted his hand to tousle the tawny head of hair, pleased at how Omi tried to make him feel better. "Guess you kids need your sleep."

Omi nodded, then blinked, eyes bright. "Can you make it to your room?"

Ken hooked his arm around Omi's neck playfully, pretending to choke the boy. "Of course I can, you!" Omi wriggled and laughed at himself, realizing that Ken was only out for five minutes because of alcohol and not of a mission fiasco.

Ken immediately stopped, realizing his mistake of pulling the lovely child up close. He could smell Omi's hair, his skin, the strawberry-rose-whatever milk body wash Yoji gave him… He let go instantly, making a show of standing up to prove that he was fine. Omi took his hand and started to lead him towards the hallway when a familiar voice chirped in. Over the kitchen counter was Duo, waving madly. "Ken-kun, you're up!"

***

Duo sat by the edge of the couch, eyes glued to Ken as the soccer player drank from the glass of water he brought him. He watched eagerly as the fazed older boy reached over to the coffee table to settle the glass and wobbled, war-honed reflexes kicking in the moment Ken faltered and almost fell off the sofa. Almost, that is, since Duo had taken the opportunity to throw himself at him, pinning him on his back against the soft cushions.

"Ken-kun, be careful!" Duo burst in a huff, then grinned at his own words - imagine them coming from him! Wufei would probably faint! Beneath him Ken's face flushed as well as his entire upper body from the sake intake and his breathing was quicker than normal. Without delay Duo's attention immediately focused at the parted lips as a small pink tongue slid out to wet them, his own tongue doing the same, any more thoughts of Nataku's pilot stripped from his mind Ken's eyes lidded. Suddenly his throat felt dry and constricted, his next words lost.

He had seen this scene in Be X Boy a hundred times before and dreamt about almost every night, but here and now he had no clue what to do - idiot! The plot in his mind was easy: sexy drunk older half-naked bishounen in sofa, almost total darkness except for lightning outside, faces a scant inch apart; he knew what to do, that he should kiss him, and now, but /dammit/… how!?! This was far from the chaste little kisses he gave Trowa or Heero after battles where all he wanted to share was a little comforting gesture. Warm breath washed over his face and he stiffened, noting just how close they were, and what pressed *where* - definitely far for plain congeniality. Closing his eyes and sucking in breath, he lowered his mouth.

Ken's lips were moist and welcome, accepting him readily as broad hands clung to his back and pulled him closer. The eagerness came as a surprise and Duo found himself cupping the older boy's face, enjoying every moment of his first victorious step. Yes, he had done it! And it was soo~o good… He could still taste the alcohol in his lips, warm and sweet, and when Ken's tongue crushed against his lower lip he eagerly sucked on it. It was like agreeable sake flowed from Ken's mouth itself, and by all means God knows Duo would happily accept! He let his hands wander the smooth broad chest, just exploring and savoring the feel of the silky skin and wanting to get rid off his own shirt. He made quick work of the buttons and let the red pajama top stay open, concluding that the matching trousers would have to go as well - out of Ken's athletic body that is. He fumbled with the waistband, wasting no time at all.

The moment his fingers dipped the edge of the elastic burnished brown eyes blinked open and a wide palm was shoved into his face, that is, taking him by surprise. Granted, Duo Maxwell was a damn good Gundam pilot, but outside the cockpit and solely in black boxers he was a klutz. The slight push had him tumbling to the floor and bonking his head on the table's edge.

"Owowowow…!" he rolled around the floor wailing, more of embarrassment. What the… this never happened in doujinshi! He thought they were past that plot twist! Heavy hands clutched his collar and yanked him to his knees.

"What the hell do you think you're doing!?!" Ken's face was bursting red, exasperation overwhelming him.

"Uhm, kissing you?" Duo flashed a shy smile, looking much younger.

"I know that!!!" He answered defensively, tugging harder. "You brat!"

"Hey, you kissed me back!" Duo shot out, not out of anger but merely to say something. He wanted to struggle out of Ken's grip but didn't, actually starting to… like it? Regardless of hostile behavior Ken did bring him closer and their lips were almost touching and he was so in the position to…

"Gah! Stop that!" Immediately Duo was sent back to the floor, Ken trying to wipe himself with his palms. Who would have thought? He could barely believe it… Duo had felt him up! Those small, silken fingers had smoothly glided over his breasts and… and he never felt more like a woman in his life! Americans could be so aggressive at times…

"Why Ken-kun…" the tone of voice was teasing, almost cocky. "If you weren't such a babe magnet I'd say you're a virgin…"

"What?!?" Ken's jaw dropped in indignation, face resuming a healthy red color. Why the audacity of this boy! He, Hidaka Ken, was not a virgin! Just because he hung out with kids and made flower arrangements and carried loose yen for Orangina in his apron it didn't mean he was a…

"Welp." Duo flicked out the word with *much* satisfaction.

A… Welp…! He, Hidaka Ken was NOT a welp!!! He almost stood up, intent on choking Duo. "Why you li… w-welp? W-what does that mean?"

Duo broke into gurgles all over the floor, making Ken all the more sputter and enrage, brown flames smothering with a death glare fit for Aya. "You! Why I'll have you know I've not just fucked anyone but "the" Kudou…" he began abruptly, before he caught drift with what he going to blurt out. Violet eyes widened, then blinked, then *oo~oed*.

"Oo~h, so you have done it! Kudou is it? Come on tell me, what's his first name?" Duo insisted, curious as a cat. Ken looked like he was having a fit shuddering at the thought that he considered being bedded by the lanky playboy a sexual achievement… /Oh but it was!/ And not just by Yoji, but probably the only other man in Tokyo who… Quickly he shoved the libidinous thought in his brain for a more pleasant one, like sun shiny days and World Cups and ice-cream and…

And a small sigh escaped his lips. Omi.

"Is he one of the florists?" Duo asked, leer still in full force. It looked rather ridiculous.

"Oh shut up!!!" The word florist hit just a little too close to home and he decided Duo was too talkative for his own good. Ken decided to go to the kitchen to get more water. His throat was suddenly constricting.

"Hmm…" Ken could almost hear the wheels in Duo's head turning. "Is it… Omi?"

Ken gasped, aghast beyond words. Could the brat be reading his thoughts? Did he say Omi's name out loud? Either way the remark had hit a button, and he was reeling in shock. Duo's started to making little circles around his knee, face a constant smirk. "I'd never imagine you to be a shotakon hentai Ken-kun."

"I am NOT!!!" Ken burst out in indignation. He had already made a fist, ready to knock Duo silly. "You leave Omi-chan out of this!"

Dancing fingers made their way upward. "You like him don't you?"

More sputtering. "How… NO!" Why the little akuma! Ken wanted to say significantly more, but his concentration kept snapping back to whatever Duo was writing on his thigh with his finger. /K_U_D_O_U__O_M…/

"Gah! Stop that you!"

Duo propped his chin over his arms, draped over Ken's lap. He hid the last hints of a wild chuckle to give Ken his best innocent pout - the one even Heero bought and gave him less push-ups for. If Ken was going to be resisting he couldn't try the normal section route since he did have *hardly* previous experience of it, and would have to try a different approach. Something more bona fide, like… the truth. Twisted in ways.

"Ken-kun…" he sounded almost wistful. "How does it feel like?" He rubbed his cheek against the back of his hand, making it completely obvious.

Ken gulped, still nervous. He did try to sound stern. "What?"

"To… make loo~ove." Duo's voice was silky smooth, making him sound like a late-night deejay. He made eye contact at the exact same moment the "v" thrummed from his throat, eyelashes sweeping dark shadows over his cheeks as he lowered his chin and *blinked*.

Ken stared, dumbfounded exactly five full seconds before the act clicked. Duo was giving him a Look? His lower lip threatened to tremble and he bit on it, eyes deviating from the adorably cute face before he could lose his control and…

"BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!" God that was absolutely the funniest thing he had seen in days! Duo was, was…

"What's so funny?" Duo snapped, the Look twisting into a pout. "Oi Ken, answer!"

Ken was laughing so hard tears were almost flooding his eyes enough to fall. He could feel the light punches tapped on his shoulder but he ignored them, holding his sides as if they would split. "Ohoo~o you were, *cough cough* that… the *cough* I mean *cough cough*…

And as fast as he burst into laughter he broke into a coughing fit. Duo threw his hands up in the air and smacked him.

"Great! There goes the mood!" He stood up and pivoted a full 180 degrees, inwardly lamenting his loss and strangling himself for the entire stupidity that had just taken place… Him getting laid - what a joke. "I'll get you some more water before you choke." /grumble grumble/.

Ken fell on his knees to the floor, hand still clutching his stomach. "Duo…!" Perhaps he had been too insensitive, but the Look on Duo's face was priceless! He looked like a naughty cartoon poster boy!

Ken exhausted the last of his laughter, the feel of Duo's hands lingering all over him. Suddenly he fell to an odd type of silence, just thinking. Sure, Duo *was* funny, but… Still, that was… rude. If he had done that to Omi, or if Omi had done that to him, no mater how innocently intended, he was bound to take a huge crash. Ken held back all the remaining chuckles, effortlessly, the tiniest spark of amusement consummed with guilt in his throat. Swiftly he stood up, not without stumbling a little, and trudged over to the kitchenette where Duo was taking a bit too long.

"Mm, the water's over here Duo-kun." He stopped by the refrigerator, clinging to the handle. Damn he was getting dizzy really fast.

"I know that!" Duo spat out, although he sounded like he was controlling it. The boy sounded really upset. "I'm making you some coffee."

"Wha~ah?" Ken puzzled. Duo was making him coffee? But it wasn't time for breakfast yet… was it?

"It's wake you up or get you more drunk til you fall asleep, or you'll probably end up hurting yourself." He gave Ken The Eye, emphasizing the words "you" and "yourself". He was surprised to see that Ken had slugged his way to his back.

"Duo em sorry I…" Ken promptly fell, stumbling with his words and his step, and would have crashed over the counter if Duo didn't catch him.

"Shit Ken-kun you're such a klutz!" Duo admonished, totally feeling superior and enjoying being at the opposite side of a reprimand for once. He wanted to remain stern, but it really wasn't his style. Hell, Quatre could do strict better than him! At his words Ken blinked, then shook his head. Deja vu.

"Damn it's happening again!" Ken clutched his scalp, frustrated. "Stupid room won't stop shaking…"

"Sure, sure, blame the room… that's soo~o Wufei…"

"Nani?"

"Nothing." Duo slid his arm around Ken's torso, holding him up. "Look man, you better sit down first while I get this ready so you can…

Ken's eyes narrowed, hand covering Duo's mouth. "Oi! Didn't you want me drunk?"

Duo sighed. "You can't do drunk Ken-kun. You're more like a walking zombie like this." Frustration tinged his tone. "Plus the fact that your sense of humor has become shallower that mine!"

Ken scratched his head sheepishly. "Ehehe… that was what I was going to say…"

Duo sighed again, tousling Ken's soft head of hair out of annoyance rather than affection. "Forget it man. You just sit there and mmp!!!"

Duo stepped back, reached back for nothing and stumbled into the kitchen corner, eyes saucer-sized as licked lips pressed to his, Ken's entire weight thrown to his direction and *pushed*. What the…

"Oi Kemmmph…" large hands started wandering, "whagurgglell…" one reopening buttons, "nowyggll…" one straight to his groin, "mmmMYAAAA!!!". Duo's head finally snapped back, hitting the wall.

"Yow!!!" Half-sob. "Duo no baka!!!" He pointed an accusing finger at Ken's lidded, lop-sided grin. "Iie, Ken no baka!!!" He almost shrieked when Ken's face found his chest and stayed there.

"Ken!!!" He grabbed both the older boy's ears and pulled. "Man what is wrong with you! One minute you're shoving of my face and the next minute you wanna…"

…wanna…

Oh.

Duo's face blanked, blinked, then drew into a questioning smirk. Oh. He let Ken nuzzle his left shoulder for a while, heart pounding double fold as the scenario built before his very eyes.

/And I am bothered by this because…?/

The sensation of Ken's warm kisses and the resurgence of hope after his earlier failure was overwhelming, and Duo felt absolutely giddy. He couldn't help it. He started giggling.

Ken's face turned to him, etched in confusion. "Duo?" He quickly smacked Ken's lips noisily and threw his arms around his neck and giggled.

"Take me to *our* room gorgeous."

Ken blinked. "Does this mean you forgive me?".

***

Ken huffed, and puffed, and kicked the door open as he lugged the armful of Gundam pilot wriggling in his arms and showering his face with little kisses. He wasn't that heavy, but with the floorboards spinning and all…

He threw the boy on the bed, automatically reaching for the drawers in his closet for the left-over tube of lube he kept with his doujinshi stack. If he hadn't thrown him in first he would never get the chance to get the lubricant later, with Duo's hands intent on driving him crazy with lust. Briefly he wondered why it was so mechanical that he had sought the little tube... Oh yeah, bad experience.

His eyes flickered briefly over Duo, a braided, half-naked, babe-of-a-jailbait cavorting in his bed. Hot damn the kid was sexy, and when the little charade he was trying to pull off moments ago finally died down his actual charms had been more than enough to let Ken *reconsider*. That and perhaps the warm soothing thrum of sake burning in the pit of his stomach that sent waves of heat down his groin whenever the bushy ends of spun honey brushed against his skin. He decided that Duo was much cuter with his guard down… now they had to do something with those itsy-bitsy black shorts.

Sinewy arms latched to his neck the moment he fell over the boy, lips meshing only for a moment before Ken's mouth came diving to the sweet young chest once again and finally flicking his tongue over a nipple. Duo moaned.

"Ooh… this *does* feel good…" he murmured, head rolling back as Ken ventured to the other, then traveled to his abdomen inch-by-inch, lick-by-lick. He felt a shift over his body, hand reaching down to…

"Shit!" despite the tender ministrations on his upper body, one broad hand suddenly grabbed him over the fabric of his boxers and groped him, *hard*. Ken was telling the truth - he had done this before, Duo was *very* sure now! And God he knew what he was doing! Fingers dug slightly to his flesh while Ken's broad palm grinded over his erection, turning his insides into senseless, mindless mush, his directness making feel Duo helpless and loving it.

"Kee~en…" whatever he was going to say was cut off with a sloppy kiss, Ken ravishing his mouth as his other hand started tugging down the band of his boxers. Whatever Ken was going to do, he wanted to do it *now*. He broke contact only for a few seconds to pull of Duo's boxers and then rid himself of his pajamas.

Duo peered with heavily lidded eyes, back arching to meet more of the burning heat searing his skin with every touch, lick and caress Ken was draping his young body all over with. And he could feel himself get even harder /which now hurt hurt hurt/ when he caught a glimpse of Ken's entirely naked flesh an instant before he covered his. Omi told him that Ken was into soccer, but he didn't expect him to be that buff! He must've been one hell of an athlete!

"Kimochi e w-wa…" Duo begged, panting. He was dangerously, dangerously near the edge. Ken's hands went back to his sides, sliding upward in a sweeping caress before one hand caught his wrist. He felt their fingers interlacing, Ken handing something small into his fist.

"Nani?" Duo's left eye blinked open, hand lifted to his line of sight. "K-ken?"

Hot, ragged breath husked over his ear. "Do it Duo."

Major flashback, doujinshi chapters. His mind was *not* in proper working sequence right now. He knew that little crumpled tube looked familiar…

Mou! "K-ken! Why are you giving, aa~h, this to me?" Ken was busy nipping at his chest, leaving dainty red marks everywhere. The boy definitely had some sort of fetish.

"Do it…" Ken's erection prodded him, begging and pressing in all its throbbing enormousity. Duo immediately pushed to the sensation, aching for the lovely rubbing of flesh. All conscious thought threatened to disappear.

"But… I've never done…"

Ken's face jerked up, startled. "You mean you were telling the truth?"

Duo yanked Ken's hair down and maneuvered it right back to his chest, teeth gritting, but not entirely out of anger. "Bastard."

"Duo…" Ken was planting teasing kisses all over his right shoulder. "I've always been bottom…"

Duo widened his legs, prodding. "There's always a f-first time. Come on Kenken…"

"Duo," Brown eyes gazed directly into his, swirling with unmitigated lust and an alcohol-induced haze, smoldering in all its sudden seriousness. Somewhere deep in them was still the same kind-hearted concern Ken had always been known for, and for a moment Duo just stared at the earnest face.

"I can't take care of you properly and it's your first time." He unscrewed the lube cap and squeezed some on his fingers. "I can take the pain more."

Ken's lips lowered over his, parting his mouth with his tongue as his hands sought down. If Duo was ever going to argue, all thought of it disappeared as careful fingers sought his erection and covered his entire length with the scentless gel. Iie, not really scentless… it reminded him of… orange blossoms?

Ken broke away first, breathless, as he propped himself up on his palms and aligned himself with Duo. "Ken-kun I've no…"

Ken kissed him again, this time quickly, but not thoughtless. "Don't worry," he whispered into Duo's ear, "I'll ride."

Duo looked down between their bodies, heart pounding like mad, and held his breath. God damn the view was amazing! Ken was lowering himself slowly over his erection, twisting slightly to fit in the head and…
"Aa~ah!" And damn he had wanted to watch! The moment he had impaled Ken halfway through the fire in his groin re-ignited, his cock engulfed in a liquid, heated clamp that *refused* to let go and sent his head snapping back on the mattress. Ken went carefully, eyes shut, and Duo was glad they were taking it at his pace because it had to hurt. Ken was just so tight!

By the time Ken's rear had parked over the flesh of his thighs Duo was so lost in the heat his head was swimming. Lightly he felt Ken's lips brush over his, then back again to kiss him more seriously.

/easy, easy now…/ Ken kissed with full attention, letting his muscles relax and recollect the feeling of being penetrated. It *did* hurt, even though Duo was considerably smaller than his previous encounters due to his age. Oh but how he *loved* being filled! The Schwartz leader had been right all along…

*you were made to be uke Hidaka*.

Duo inhaled deeply as Ken finally started to move, hips lifting an inch or so and falling back again while he shook them slightly, starting a little friction. It didn't take long before Duo followed suit, getting into the rhythm, his arms wrapping around each of Ken's shoulders and forcing his eyes open, wanting to see Ken's handsome face fill with the pleasure he was sure was in his. "Ken…"

"D-duo…" Ken was grunting, hips lifting higher and higher each time as he tried to find that fabulous place that he knew had to be in him *somewhere*. It was just a little deeper, a little more…

"Duo…" his breathing rasped, sweat on his forehead. Ken took both Duo's forearms and broke loose, hips pistoning violently as he sought for the unforgettable feeling. With Duo's hands pinned to his sides Ken worked on his hands and knees, ass lifting in the air as he pressed Duo inside him.

"Aa~h" Oh God there it was! Ken let out a throaty half-gasp, half-scream as he found the right angle, readily bouncing up and down attached to Duo's erection while sought for it again. Duo's eyes cracked slightly, watching Ken throw his head back, eyes drinking the erotic sight of Ken's upper body shivering and panting over him, his hands aching to reach out and stroke the lean, muscular body all-over. Shit, Ken looked good, and he doubted he could look any better than this!

"Ken… I wanna touch…" Ken didn't hear him, but he felt the grip loosen from his left arm and Ken immediately grabbed the heavy cock pulsing over his navel. Duo could feel it, heavy surges pulling from all over, burning it's path down to his thrashing groin and demanding to all gush out in one powerful, earth-shattering explosion - that one touch was all he needed.. His body arched up, barely controlled by Ken's imposed binds, a hand clamping his mouth.

"Ammp!!!" Immediately Ken's face was inches from his, hips still moving towards a similar goal as he silently coaxed Duo to keep it down. Within a minute or so his body tensed, arms wrapping around Duo out of their of volition and clinging tightly as he released his seed between their bodies, only a faint murmur coming from his mouth. God he was so used to having to keep it down…

They lay there that way for a few hazy post-orgasmic moments, Ken eventually rolling off Duo considering how heavy he was. He knew how embarrassing it could be to say it out loud.

/Oh that was good…/ He was still uke but he felt so much more in control this time, the sensation of Duo inside him still warming him up and filling his entire body with tingles. But his eyes were growing heavy and…

"You. Are. So." Duo rolled slightly to his side, body draping over his as he took the opportunity to finally run his hand over Ken's smooth chest. "Rough." Ken was quickly slipping, eyes already lidded, but Duo still gave him a sated, sexy grin. Duo nuzzled his cheek, eyes bright despite the comfortable, dreamy-sleepy feeling in his head. "You probably won't remember this when you wake up…" Ken barely responded.

Duo gave him one quick peck, fingers still tracing the contours of Ken's upper body. "That is, until you see me here…!" He broke into a thousand giggles, plotting his witty dialogue for a flustered, exasperated, unbelieving oniichan "the-morning-after…" Like a candle blown-out, the twinkling violet pools lidded and was closed for the night. Duo was asleep.

That assured, Ken snuggled to his little prize before standing up to collect their discarded shirts in the kitchen, pausing briefly only to put on his pajamas and give Duo a quick kiss on the cheek. Perhaps Aya had been wrong… he could get used to sake after all.





/Ee~eh? There's more? Have you seen Omi and Trowa? What about Yoji and Quatre?/
http://clik.to/shiine