Lovers' Pun-demonium
Category: Gundam Wing Humour Romance Fic
Warning: Yaoi Lime
"Dammit! That's the last time I take the lift!" Duo kicked the elevator door angrily as the cage refused to budge. Heero glared at him and returned to slouching in the corner.
Outside, Wufei snickered before tiptoeing off. Heero had made it so obvious that he'd wanted Duo, but the braided boy didn't seem to notice. The emotionless soldier wouldn't do anything about it either, so they were just *asking* for Wufei's assistance...
"Now what are we going to do?" Duo pouted.
Heero felt a tightening in his stomach as the cute facial expression was stored in his mental memoirs of his object of affection. But of course, he'd never show it. "If you would shut up -"
"The lift would move?" interrupted the unrepentant pilot.
"No, but at least it would make this wait more bearable," snapped Heero. *And what a long wait this will be*, he told himself, as the impatient stretching of the violet-eyed boy (which caused a lot of skin to be revealed through the thin fabric) stirred up familiar feelings in his groin.
"Okay, look, Heero," Duo bounded over to the Perfect Soldier. "I don't see what's your problem. Why do you always have to talk and act like you have the proverbial stick up your ass? I'm going to get this off my chest now - why... are you looking at me like that?"
Indeed, the spiky-haired boy was eyeing his fellow pilot almost predatorily. "That's enough. You're always being such a tease, so I'm going to teach you a lesson. Chest, eh?" In one loud rip, the offending material of Duo's shirt was gone.
The violet-eyed boy was about to yell, but could only squirm under Heero's gleaming gaze. A few seconds later, he was squirming due to an entirely different reason... "Oh god Heero... oh..."
The cobalt-eyed boy licked long strokes up and down the braided pilot's chest, eliciting the most delicious moans, but an even louder one when he stopped.
"What else - oh yes, stick up the ass?" Heero reminded his not unwilling partner with a firm grope of said body part.
"So there. Anything else to say?"
"Actually, it was on the tip of my tongue..." Duo grinned naughtily, as Heero lunged towards him, claiming his lips in a fierce kiss. Their tongues clashed and twined ferociously, and when they finally drew apart, both boys were panting heavily.
"Yes?" Heero growled.
"Don't... *gasp* pull my leg..."
In one swipe, those black pants were on the ground and Heero's callused fingers were trailing paths along Duo's beautiful long legs. Up and down, up and down, up but deliberately straying away from where Duo needed him most.
"Heero! You're a pain in the neck, you know that?"
"I don't think it's *pain* you're feeling," the normally stoic boy smirked, before bending to plant feathery kisses along his partner's neck...
~Half an hour later...~
"Oh thank goodness you're al - what happened in here?" Quatre gasped, looking at the very suggestive scene of scattered clothes and his two naked colleagues sprawled on the elevator floor.
"Well, you know how you were always trying to teach me Maths, Q?" Duo purred lazily. "I can say I've got a firm grasp of figures now."
Author's Note: Yes, yes I expect lots of groans. If you liked this and like Weiss Kreuz, go read my story What Friends Are For.