Grabbing the rest of the credits, he quickly left the bank and headed home. He grabbed enough to pay the doctor's bill for the past month and a half and he was glad this was their last visit. With the small amount they hoarded and put in the bank for safekeeping, this single injury nearly cleaned the account out! But it was necessary and it was only credits, he would empty it in a heartbeat if it meant taking care of Hilde. It was a quick jog back home, since they didn't own any kind of car, and he couldn't salvage one without taking parts for his Gundam. And the exercise kept him in SOMEWHAT good condition to keep from going soft. Walking through the door, he spotted Hilde absentmindedly clicking through the channels. He couldn't help but grin; she looked utterly bored. He knew she wanted to go with, but he told her he'd be back in a short time. But knowing ANY business, especially a BANK, it took longer than he expected. She looked up when he entered and smiled when he winked. "Ready to go?" He asked. She nodded, getting up from the couch.
Walking through the hospital doors about half an hour later, they went straight for the elevator by habit. Silently, they waited for it to take them to the floor they needed, getting off when the doors opened. Duo smiled at the nurse and Hilde waved as they approached the station. The middle-aged lady smiled and held out the paperwork she needed to finish for her final release. He spotted the doctor walking toward them, pleasantly nodding when they made eye contact. He shook hands with the elderly doctor; silently hoping it was the last time he had to do that. The man was nice and didn't ask too many questions, but he was here to treat Hilde, making friends wasn't something he intended on DOING. He glanced over at her. "I'll just wait out here for you." She nodded and walked for the room. His old routine of walking the halls while he waited was practiced, though hopefully the last for a while. When he was back at the nurse's station again, Hilde was talking to the doctor, smiling as she did. He smiled as he walked closer, wrapping his arms around her waist from behind. He just felt content right now and wanted to share the good mood.
She jumped, but relaxed immediately when she felt those strong hands brush against her stomach. Shivers followed and her smile became brighter on reflex. The doctor's eyes crinkled as he smiled at the picture they must've made. When his chin rested on her shoulder, her heart warmed. She shook the doctor's outstretched hand and laughed when he joked about it being a pleasure to 'work' with her. Duo's arms flexed and she felt a little flutter in her heart again when she realized he was JEALOUS. Her head lightly knocked against his where it perched on her shoulder, thanking the doctor for his help. "I just hope I never have to come back for a long, long time." She joked, grinning. The elderly man told her again to be careful and she nodded. She felt a little sad that she would never be able to see this kind old man on an almost regular basis, but also was glad she didn't have to at the same time. The two headed back to the elevator again, Hilde entwining their fingers, happily smiling. His fingers squeezed three times and her grin widened.
Fresh, recycled air hit her face and she deeply inhaled, feeling like a new person. Today was a day of celebration; she was given a clean bill of health and Duo could stop WORRYING about her now! The two walked a few blocks until he pulled her in a different direction. "Duo?" She asked puzzled.
"Come on." He smiled. "Let's go get something to eat and celebrate." With that beautiful grin of his, she couldn't resist as they stepped into a diner. They were seated before her mind registered what he was doing.
She sat down and looked at a menu, immediately finding a few things she wanted to order. She lowered the menu from her face. "Exactly HOW much do you have? I'm kind of hungry."
"I am too." He agreed, grinning an easygoing grin. Looking at the love of his life as if today was a day like any other was getting easier and easier to get used to. He got out the remaining credits and counted what he had. Seeing they had enough, she looked back and chose a few things when the waitress came to get their order. After placing her order, she looked to the waitress and closed her menu, immediately noticing something. The woman was writing down her order, but her eyes kept sneaking peaks across the table. She noticed the dreamy way the woman was looking at Duo while his gaze roamed his choices. The poor boy was totally unaware he was being checked out. If she weren't in love with Duo, and somewhat POSSESSIVE, she would've kicked him under the table to get him to look up while trying to hide her laughter. But the girl seemed captivated by his voice when he told her what he wanted, his eyes still downcast. She had to give him points for his lack of attention, even if it WASN'T intentional. He simply didn't notice, but that didn't mean the girl standing more to his side than hers cared. Jealousy flared and she nudged his foot with hers under the table. When she caught his attention, her hand moved over the tablecloth, fingers spread, smiling contentedly when he held her hand. She evilly grinned when the waitress noticed and her jealousy dropped as she walked away. Duo raised a brow at her, but she ignored his curious look. Oh, how she loved the man for his total devotion of her. She knew because he didn't even cast the waitress a look the entire time he picked something out, or when she left.
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Walking to the restaurant door, he held it open and let Hilde pass, feeling good. Both stomachs full, all debts paid, they both could go back to their 'normal' lives. Though NO ONE was ever normal, them especially, things could go back to their regular routine. Feeling impish, his arm snaked around her waist and kept their feet in a swaying rhythm all the way back to the house. By the time they saw the front door, both were grinning like playful children and giggling from the stupidiness of their walk. Each knew they must've looked foolish, but were unable to see the stares of others since their gazes remained cast to their feet to not screw the game up. It was only late afternoon, but he felt like watching that sports game he remembered was on tv. "Go ahead. I'll be back." She said, waving off the immediate offer to join him on the couch. Without another word she walked to her room with his eyes trailing her the whole way.
Compiling all the medicine and gauze with utmost glee, she decided to keep it, because they might need it in the future. Especially with THEIR track record. Carrying it in her arms, she brought it to the bathroom and stored it away in the cupboard under the sink. Nodding and smiling in satisfaction, she left the bathroom and joined Duo on the couch. He looked up when she entered and laid an arm on the back in an undeniable invitation. She sat down with a comfortable smile and slightly watched the game, just enjoying being with him. How long did it seem like she wished this normal moment in her life? With him at her side, cradling her shoulders with his arm, his other hand entwined with her own? Sure they shared many moments of watching television together, but none so cozy and what felt so natural to her.
By the time the time the bulbs started setting the colony's fake sun, both were a little tired and closed their eyes to rest. Hours passed, and the game they originally sat down to watch was over with about three sitcoms ago. She was getting sick of the station he left it at and tried taking the controls to change it, but he kept taking them from her. What WAS it in men that tried to dominate the remote control?? Same instinct that didn't allow men in the kitchen to help cook supper or do the dishes she supposed. She snuck a glance at his peaceful face and gently smiled. He fell asleep, just as she felt like doing. Oh, he was such an adorable sight with his head drooped to his chest, those lengthy bangs hanging in his eyes. His lips were parted the slightest bit as he breathed through his mouth and she was sorely tempted to kiss him, if she wanted to wake him up and rob her of this chance to just stare at him. Her mind cried out those three little words as it swelled and she decided to voice it. "I love you." She lovingly whispered. Slowly, she reached over...eyes concentrated on his face for signs of alertness...to take the controls from his weak grasp. Completing her snatch, she muted the tv and flipped a bit to see if anything was on. She found one station completely blank. Curious, she unmuted it and heard music playing. Turning it up, an announcer said something about extreme oldies and she settled back, closing her eyes contentedly at the soft music, letting it lull her in peaceful slumber.
Cracking an eye open what seemed a while later, he heard music. Opening the other, he stared at a blank screen and listened to the tail end of an upbeat song play. His mind tried to remember anything directly before he fell asleep, but couldn't. The only thing that sounded good was closing his eyes and listen to the sounds of the tv calm him to sleep. With a quiet yawn and harsh blink to wake up, he looked down at the hand that held the remote, feeling the lightness of it. He looked at Hilde's lap, seeing her hand lightly clutching the remote. His gaze traveled up to her face and a gentle smile appeared as how peaceful it was. She reminded him of a sleeping angel and his free hand came up to brush against her cheek, followed by his lips. Her eyes opened and blinked a few times before she looked at him, slowly smiling. Like the prince waking sleeping beauty from a kiss... Her legs stuck out in a stretch and something niggled in his brain. He heard the tail end of a slow song and prayed another would be on. An abrupt, crazy, but hopeful idea came into his head, one that would make him such a romantic in her eyes. His wish seemed to be granted as he heard the slow chords of a piano. He left the couch and moved the coffee table out of the way with renewed vigor, making enough room in the center. He turned and faced a slightly confused Hilde, staring at him with a tilted head. The slow, soft, soothing tenor of a man's voice piped through the speakers. A smile crept up his features and met his eyes as he extended his hand in front of her face. "Would you like to dance?" He softly asked.
Look at this face
I know the years are showing
Look at this life
I still don't know where it's goin
Hilde's eyes locked on the outstretched hand and felt like melting right into the couch. But the song wouldn't wait and she quickly placed her palm in his and stood up. His arms wrapped around her waist, snuggly holding her to his chest, and she placed hers around his neck.
I don't know much, but I know I love you
And that may be all I need to know
She couldn't get over how beautiful the song was, and how good it fit them. She stared into Duo's eyes, ears perked up to listen. She couldn't get the smile off her face, and didn't want to. Duo was so handsome, being so gallant and gentle right now, just like a knight in shining armor. A guitar slowly timed in with the song, adding the romantic feel...just as a woman's voice added to the majesty.
Look at these eyes
They never see what matters
Look at these dreams, so beaten and so battered
I don't know much, but I know I love you
And that may be all I need to know
Her eyes shone with tears as she listened to how perfect the song fit. So many times in her life she made the wrong choice, turned the wrong path. It took their first meeting to show her the TRUTH about life...to make her see what she was doing wrong. His eyes took on a serious tinge as he stared and she softly brushed the tips of her fingers against the nape of his neck. The fire jumped into his eyes and his arms tightened to bring her closer. The fluttering and warmth in her heart mixed with the tingle of excitement and anticipation, skipping her heart. "Duo, this song-" She whispered, then stopped and timidly bit her lip. He eyed her curiously, nodding slightly for her to continue. "Do you think it could be ours?"
So many questions still left unanswered
So much I've never broken through
And when I feel you near me, sometimes I see so clearly
The only truth I've ever known, is me and you
Duo kindly smiled. If the song was right about one thing, it was that he did know he loved her. There wasn't much he knew the truth to, not with the war muddling his innocence to ruin. The words were so true to form; whoever wrote it so long ago probably didn't know they were playing about a couple living out in space. Nothing in life was certain, not his, and not hers. There was rarely a quiet, peaceful moment between them due to the semi-violent tendencies they harbored due to the war. But knowing he loved her was all the truth hid DID need to know. It was what kept him sane. After her soft question, he felt another piece of his life just fit rightly so. They finally had a song. He softly nodded and stared into her eyes, loosing himself in such beauty of emotion and color. Feeling her body close, he knew he was a very lucky person to be in a realm where nothing but intense love burned deep in his heart. Now, he knew, the entire thing belonged to her. Had for a long time, though neither knew it.
Look at this man so blessed with inspiration
Look at this soul, still searching for salvation
I don't know much, but I know I love you,
And that may be all I need to know.
He leaned close to kiss her and his lips were met halfway. They kissed as the guitar and instruments took the song to an even higher level, weaving an even heavier spell over them. They stood holding each other in the middle of the room, letting the air of love continue to reign on, swaying with the beat. This time was engraved in her heart forever. His forehead leaned against her as his eyes closed to savor the moment and a gentle smile touched her lips.
I don't know much, but I know I love you
That may be all I need to know
I don't know much, but I know I love you
That may be all there is to know
They had a song, one that fit so well in her life, and he kissed her. She was glad he had such a strong hold on her waist because she was about to fall to the floor in a contented heap at his feet. She grinned at the picture, fighting not to giggle. She wondered when she was such a sap, but realized he made her blossom. She mused about how strong she used to act in the past and knew she was STILL that way, but love wormed its way into her heart, and the person responsible just whispered that he loved her. A shiver made its way up her spine, to her brain, and every extremity she possessed. The way his voice sounded, the way his warm breath moved against her face and brushed her hair...it was better than heaven. She felt his eyes on her and couldn't help but smile the biggest idiot grin in her life.
"What're you SMILING about?" He humorously asked, his face close to hers. As his nose gently Eskimo kissed hers, she let loose the pent up giggle, once again picturing herself at a mush pile at his feet. She almost let go to the urge, to go lax in his grip just to see what he'd DO. The look of confusion and amusement from him just spurred on another fit of giggles. Her lips pressed together to gain some semblance of control, but it was useless. She couldn't get the dopey grin off her lips. It felt good to act so immature for once, and she was totally aware how right her life suddenly fit. Everything was in place. His grip laxed, face pulling away as her laughing eyes opened and looked into his. Teeth bit her lip to keep from outright laughing at such a stupid picture, especially when she would have NEVER done such a girlish thing over a simple GUY. She was stronger than this in the past, always acting differently. Well...she wasn't in Oz anymore and this was her HOME damn it! She could act like a girl in love if she FELT like it!
His head tilted when she didn't answer, just kept giggling. A blush crept up the edges of her cheeks and nose. 'What's got HER so happy?' He mused, humor catching from her. He wondered if she was laughing at HIM and got an evil idea. Whatever picture or thought in her head got her like this, it'd be a SHAME for her to STOP... Hands turned to her sides as he started tickling her, drawing out peals of her beautiful laughter as she wriggled in his arms to be free.
"What's so FUNNY??" He taunted, moving around her wiggling form and batting hands. She doubled over from laughter and he followed her to the ground, still on the offense. For some reason, he felt like a nine year old with his first crush after finding out girls weren't so icky after all. That...or a six-year-old picking on the first girl he liked. Her laughter was infectious and he found himself laughing right alongside her, still continuing to attack her sides.
If he didn't stop soon, she was going to wet her pants! She gave up the struggle to try and bat his hands away because she was laughing too hard to keep up the fight. DAMN her accursed ticklish sides! This wasn't FAIR!! But she OBVIOUSLY didn't mind, because he chuckled right along with her as he tortured her...most likely ENJOYING it. Her heart melted at his laughter. 'Alright,' Her evil side chimed in, 'IT'S PAYBACK!' The rest of her quickly agreed and she deposited both palms on the floor. Her leg swung around to drop him, but knowing for sure he wouldn't get HURT this time. It connected and his hands quickly left her sides as they flailed in the air to keep him upright. She weakly stood up and jumped across the couch to put some distance between them, her stomach hurting like none other.
He quickly regained his balance, eyes narrowing through a wolfish grin as he stared at her. The little minx was at it again, but this time wouldn't be like the last. "Oh, you're gonna wish you hadn't tried to trip Shinigami girlie." He playfully taunted. Though it felt so easy to call himself the God of Death, for some reason, it sounded odd coming from his mouth. In this moment, he was more Duo than Shinigami. She looked at him with wide playful eyes, but couldn't help giggling through her already sore stomach. Her hands gripped the fabric, as she prepared to bolt. "Do you HONESTLY expect this couch to HOLD ME?" In one movement he vaulted over it, as easy as if he were taking a stroll into the kitchen. She squeaked and ran toward the front door. She quickly undid the lock and opened it, running out as his feet sounded closer. He should've BEEN there by now, since he was an inch or two taller than she was, but apparently was taking his sweet time in catching her. Like a hunter stalking his prey... She went to shut the door in his face, but ended up slamming a shoe inside instead, hearing him yelp in pain. BOY did she hope those boots of his were THICK! She snickered nonetheless and used that time to look for a hiding place while he shouted obscenities and promised revenge. She got about fifteen feet from the door when it swung open, banging against the wall. She cringed through a smile, hoping he didn't put a dent in the drywall with the doorknob! No need to get CARELESS now...
She turned and watched with amusement, also fighting laughter, as he searched the opposite way, also taking a few threatening steps in that direction. Putting both fingers to her mouth, she gave a shrill whistle. His braid whipped around as he faced her, pointing at her with those narrowed eyes of his. She gaily waved, ignoring the playful, murderous look in his eyes. "LOOKING FOR ME?!" She loudly taunted, that idiot grin back on her face. When he started for her, she happily yelped from the chase and continued her route around the house for the fence. She pushed it open and locked it on him, just as he was two steps behind. A quick yank on the knob and short bang told her she was only seconds ahead. "NYAA, NYAA, NYAA, NYAA, NYAA! WHAT'RE YA GONNA DO NOW DUO?!" She shouted through the door. She laughed, but quickly hushed herself when she heard silence on the other side. No cocky comeback, no threat, no taunt to return hers. She took a few steps back and avidly stared at the door, ears perked.
The thrill of the chase coursed through his veins and he WAS going to get the prize! She stood on the other side of a mere line of nailed down wood. He grinned at the locked gate to the scrap yard, looking down the line at the seven-foot tall wood fence. 'TOO EASY!' He boasted. He backed up about a dozen paces and took off full speed. With a mighty jump, he grabbed hold of the top, swinging his legs over the side. He landed in a crouched position about five-foot next to his amazed prey, which just dumbly stared at him in total astonishment. Clearly, she didn't expect him to go to such measures to catch her. Oh SURE...he could've gone through the front door, raced through the house, and went through the BACK door...but where was the fun in THAT?? When he slowly stood, she yelped, coming back to her senses. He chuckled deep in his throat as she took off, disappearing behind one of the junk piles. Knowing she was trapped, he casually walked the way she ran. This was the end of the chase and now all he had to do was find a way to torture her as punishment. He'd have to start thinking hard...it would be a short chase; the fence enclosed the entire area and he knew she wouldn't jump over it like HE did. His grin turned feral as he ambled through the piles, taking his time. He went around almost every pile and ended up back in the front of the scrap yard again, empty-handed. 'Hmm...' He curiously pondered. He stood thinking and staring at the mounds of junk ahead, wondering how she was able to elude him.
Crouching in her hiding spot, teeth bit her lip to not laugh and give her away. She didn't hear anything from him, no footsteps or voice, but didn't want to jeopardize her place by peeking. She saw his legs swing right past the cloth haphazardly covering the small hole she was in. She spotted it while wildly looking around for a place to hide and saw fading light filter through a small gap. Given no time to think over the playful urge to hide and make him wonder, she almost dove right in and situated the cloth...just as he passed seconds later. Her ears strained to hear ANYTHING, but all was quiet. She evilly smiled and tightened the grip her arms had around her legs. Chin resting on her knees, she stared out the small gap to see when he walked by again, wondering when they went from dancing and looking so much in love to him chasing her in a game of hide and go seek! Her eyes closed to heighten her hearing and heard a door slam after a while. Her eyes shot open, staring into the darkness in bewilderment. Her eyebrows lowered, wondering if he ACTUALLY gave UP on her and went back inside to watch tv. Her eyes rolled. 'Yea RIGHT!' She decided to wait for what seemed a few more minutes before crawling out. Reaching out for the flap, she meekly peered out of her spot, her upper body following. She creeped out, careful not to jostle the load of junk above the small hole. Everything was set on top of another as it was brought in and she didn't need it falling on her NOW. Cockily standing up, hands rested on her hips as she warily looked around. 'What a wuss.' She mused, getting an urge to give a small belt of triumphant laughter.
She walked to the front of the yard and saw the closed doorway. Shaking her smiling head, she didn't think he would give up so easily. Duo Maxwell NEVER gave up on something he was hell-bent on getting! "But I guess he had to lose at SOMETHING." She joked, snickering.
"That's what YOU think!" He shouted, already running for her from his perch behind a pile of junk. She turned toward him and her eyes widened, like a deer caught in the headlights of a car.
'Correction; a SEMI!' He brashly thought. He was maybe five feet from her when she tried to run. He caught up before she even got three steps and wrapped an arm around her waist. He quickly twisted around so she would land on him and not visa versa. With the speed he was going, this was going to hurt. When they landed, he quickly rolled over to trap her and wrapped her wrists in his hands, holding them above her head. It was also so he could keep his balance over her as he started his punishment.
"Gotcha." He said simply. Her eyes rolled, but she smiled from the game. "Now, I DO believe that I demanded retribution for trying to TRIP me," She smiled as she stared at him challengingly, mentally demanding he do his worst, "AND for closing the door on my foot." Her stomach shuddered with nearly controlled laughter and she bit her lip to keep from letting it loose, though her eyes were a dead giveaway she was laughing at his demise. "Also there's the little matter of making me JUMP the FENCE, making me RUN after you, AND having to find you." She scoffed and rolled her eyes again at how overdramatic he was being.
'Oohh, this's going to be good.' He evilly thought. The worse she spurred him on, the more seductive the punishment was going to be. His lips lowered to hers, but pulled back when she tried to meet them. They lowered a second time, but jerked his head up when she moved to kiss him again. He tried not to grin at the overly frustrating look on her face and the fire in her eyes. He saw how bad she wanted him to kiss her and he did too, but he was going to make her 'suffer' for a bit.
She eagerly went to meet his lips yet again, but he pulled away and she only met his smirking face. She wanted to grab his head and pull his lips to hers, but he held her wrists and wasn't about to let go. She experimentally struggled against the bonds, but felt the steel-like grip and knew she wasn't getting ANYWHERE. She glared, loosing her patience. At first, when he moved to kiss her the first time, she figured he dropped the whole thing. But when he kept it up, she knew this was the retribution he was exacting. Not letting her kiss him, on PURPOSE?? The BASTARD! "Let me GO Duo or fucking KISS me already!" His eyebrows shot up and she blushed at the bluntness of her demand. Her eyes closed with an inaudible sigh at her behavior and shook her head. When she opened them again, his face was merely an inch away.
"Only if you agree to something." He whispered.
Her eyes locked on his and she barely heard a word he said. All she saw was deep pools of violet, so large they filled her vision. "What?" She whispered, feeling the heat from his breath.
She thought he lowered his face even farther because his lips nearly touched hers as he spoke. "I, Hilde, am Duo's lowly slave and must be punished for being disobedient." He whispered. Her mind immediately conjured up over a dozen nasty images and she couldn't help BUT stare into his violet eyes as words flew from her grasp, leaving her mute. Her eyes slowly widened on their own accord. His nose continuously rubbed against hers in an Eskimo kiss, quickly dropping her resolve to tell him to shove it and get off her.
His lips kept brushing against hers while he moved his nose...and she lost it. "I, Hilde, am Duo's lowly slave and must be severely punished for being disobedient." She quickly breathed.
He grinned. He hadn't used severely, but he tortured her enough to get her to say it on her own. His lips pressed down onto hers; finally releasing her prison. His mouth opened simultaneously with hers as their tongues touched with heightened passion from the game. Though she was irritated and he was playful it was still under the surface, as always. Her body went entirely slack as she relaxed and he was careful not to put his full weight on her. His grip slowly loosened until his hands rested over her wrists. In the heat of the moment, his rough fingertips slowly brushed down her arms, across the sides of her body, down to her waist.
She violently shivered from his touch, goosebumps popping up all over her body. The pleasure of his lips touching hers mixed with the adrenaline, making her body aware of his even more. Feeling the air on her wrists, she realized her hands were free. They shot up and buried themselves in his hair, trying to bring his mouth closer than it already was. The end was worth the wait; her body started reacting like it had so long ago and she welcomed the natural response. God...it felt so GOOD to feel like this... In response to the tingling in her body, her lips touched his with even more ardor than before. His body pressed against her almost entirely, but suddenly, she felt like it wasn't enough. She wanted more. She just realized it...but wasn't afraid of it. Images of her sleeping in his bed, with his arms around her, filled her mind and her heart was nearly devoured with love. She wanted that to happen so badly now, it was almost unbearable to handle. She knew he gave her so much and she wanted to do something to show him just HOW much she cared. A kiss or holding hands wasn't going to cover it in her mind. Not anymore. His legs tried to nudge themselves between hers. When she realized it, she willingly complied, almost eagerly making room for him, bringing the emotions to an even higher level. Her skin shivered, lips trembling. She didn't know how long they stayed that way, embracing each other's emotions, till he pulled away from the kiss, confusing her.
He finally realized a few things. One, he wanted Hilde MAJORLY. Two, he wanted to ask her if SHE was ready. Three, they were making out on the GROUND in the SCRAP YARD. He pulled away from the kiss, both of them breathing hard. Out of all the scenarios of him beginning something on a higher level with her, this was NOT one of them! But...oh what a way to START... His body was not behaving after that kiss he finally gave her. Settled against her body like he was, he knew such a natural thing like this couldn't be wrong. He looked into her eyes, so filled with desire as they stared at him, proving his convictions true. She DID want him, he could see it in her eyes. But he wanted to make sure. "Hilde." He whispered, voice husky and low. Was that HIM?? Her eyes fixated on his lips and he inwardly smiled. It was nice, but he wanted her ATTENTION for once. Leaning his head forward, he nipped her ear, wondering if what he was doing was counter productive. "Do you...want to?" He tentatively whispered.
'There was NO easy way to ask that.' He thought, feeling embarrassed by posing a question of that magnitude in such a dumb way. He heard it, and had to convince himself that did not just sound as stupid as he made it appear.
She started breathing hard and his head pulled back to look at her. He stared into her eyes, though his chest tingled through her haggard breaths. "Hilde?" Violet darted all over her face, taking everything in. Doubts started to appear in his mind. He hoped he wasn't pushing her; that was the LAST thing he wanted. He wanted it to be perfect, and although the setting wasn't exactly INSIDE the house, the emotion was there and he knew it. "I didn't mean to push you." He dejectedly whispered, thinking she didn't want to take another step. "It's okay if-" Her lips quieted his rant, one hand pressing his head down in a heavy kiss. It was filled with as much passion and excitement as before, but relieved him a great deal.
When he pulled away, she smiled a little. "I thought you'd NEVER ask." She whispered, stomach nervously fluttering. This was so NEW to her and she didn't know what to expect... He grinned wickedly and quickly stood up, hand extended to help her up. After dusting her back off, she stared at him, feeling a little nervous of what was in store that she had NO clue about. He must've sensed her hesitation because he pulled her into another breathtaking kiss, leaving her insides quaking when he pulled away.
"Shall we?" He softly asked.
She barely nodded and he grinned...before leaning down...then all she saw was his backside. "HEY!" She protested, shocked to the core. She was jostled with every step he took, most of it he figured on purpose. With a single thought, a hand quickly swung up and down over his rear. He loudly yelped, and seconds later, she felt the exact action over her own butt. She jumped, not expecting it, but grinned despite herself. "This is NOT the best way to START this Duo!" She whined over his shoulder. "God, I feel like a caveman's WOMAN!" She muttered, getting a quick laugh from him. The door creaked open and her eyes widened. "You'd BETTER NOT hit ANY part of my body on the walls or door! Or you're not GETTING any!"
He chuckled at how normal she could seem, even when her eyes were pure nerves. "Don't worry babe. I won't let you get hurt." He softly answered. She believed him, because it was all he was DOING since they MET...protecting her in some way...or making up for unintentionally hurting her.
They got inside the house and he closed the door, swinging her head and body around a few times. She tracked the places he past in her head till they stopped. 'Probably in front of his room.' She idly surmised. That nervous feeling returned tenfold, but with the heat in her stomach of what was to come. She was excited and tense at the same time...relaxed but on edge of what was going to happen. All sorts of COMPLETELY stupid doubts started to crop up. 'What if I'm not GOOD ENOUGH? This's DUO here...I'm a virgin...but is he? ...Does it really MATTER??' She finally retorted. It was wrong to immediately assume that he WASN'T a virgin, just because she was, but with HIS looks and charm, she couldn't imagine ANY girl not wanting to give herself to him with a single grin or wink, or kiss. She sighed. 'Case in POINT.' She mused, eyes rolling.
When he finally put her down, he could see she was thinking about SOMETHING. Her posture was pure tenseness, and he kept in mind that she never did this before. He slowly closed the door, as if locking them in with this fate, and walked back to her. He was slightly distressed; he didn't WANT her to be nervous. His hands raised to her face, stroking every angle of her skull until he cupped her chin, his thumbs caressing her skin. He brought her close and kissed her, feeling her arms weakly wrap around his waist. Her lips still trembled under his, but she returned the kiss with the same emotion as she did outside. 'It's a start.' He thought, inwardly smiling. A simple kiss could make her go weak? DAMN he was good! He fought not to chuckle when he softly pulled back. He noticed the dreamy look on her face and the corners of his mouth tilted. Stepping back once, he wondered the best way to START. After a bunch of quick thinking, his hands raised to her face again. His fingertips slowly ran down her skin, past her jawline, to her neck and collarbone. They ran along the length of her body, continuing the direction down the center of her shirt, to her jeans. He watched as her eyes darkened and fluttered closed a bit and the simple movement hit his insides. GOD, that was so SEDUCTIVE! Slowly tugging on the sides of the shirt she tucked in, he softly kissed her and pulled the t-shirt out of the restraints. Grabbing the edges, he gradually raised the fabric to the top of her chest and broke the kiss long enough to get the shirt off her head.
Kissing her again, his greedy eyes remained closed, letting his hand brush down her stomach, to the hem of her jeans. He slowly unbuttoned and unzipped them as well, letting his fingers feel what his eyes couldn't see. Two fingers hooked themselves through a belt loop and tugged till they slid off her legs on their own. He heard a soft plop as the material hit the floor and knew his next mission was going to be hard. Hands roamed up the sides of her thighs, past her waist and turned toward her back to slowly move the straps of her bra. He broke from her mouth and leaned down to lightly kiss the skin the strap once touched. His hands found the clasps and worked on getting the hooks undone. That finally accomplished, he took hold of the material and slid it from her arms at an agonizing slow pace. Stepping back, the bra fell with the rest of her clothes as he let his eyes take a long awaited look at her body in all its glory.
She was totally relaxed, all logical thoughts flying from her mind at about ninety miles an hour. The bra material finally slid from her arms and the magic of his lips left her body as he clasped her hands, stepping back an arms length to look at her. Feeling suddenly self-conscious under his heated stare, she looked down to ignore any feelings she could see in his eyes. There was nothing major about her body so she didn't know why he was staring. She was thin and not didn't have too many curves that she was proud of. She resisted the urge to uncomfortably fidget. "Beautiful..." He whispered. She looked in his eyes, feeling a full body blush start. "You're so beautiful..." She felt any and all doubts fly from her head. She was unconsciously proud that he approved of how she looked, yet somehow knew would love her regardless. He apparently saw something she didn't, but she wasn't going to harbor any more doubts. In moments, they wouldn't even be an issue anyway.
She smiled a sheepish grin and demurely ducked her head, not really accepting his praise. "Thank you." She whispered.
He let go of her hands and walked to her, unable to keep himself from touching her any longer. His hand lightly held the bottom of her breast, his head bending to kiss it. "I should be thanking you." He huskily whispered.
Hilde's eyes closed, her head tossing back in wild abandon as new feelings assaulted her. They were so powerful and quick, she almost forgot to breathe. "Why?" She breathed softly, barely able to get words out.
His lips parted as his tongue brushed against her skin, setting her body to flame. "Because I am able to love a goddess."
Her knees were in quick danger of buckling and she quickly brought her arms up to his shoulders for balance. Thankfully, that didn't stop the delicious torture he set out upon her. "I-" She faltered, unable to top that. He thought her a GODDESS? Her...plain ol' Hilde Schebeiker?? Suddenly feeling boldness from somewhere, she gathered any and all courage she had to take the next step on her own. "Stop..." She stood strong and stepped back slightly, meeting his eyes. "It's my turn." The disheartened, guilty look in his eyes vanished, taken over by a slight playfulness. She reached up to kiss him, a little less uncomfortable about being nearly naked in front of him, and was met halfway. Her hands rested on his shoulders, slowly drifting down to the buttons on his shirt. Her fingertips took on a slow, teasing quality she didn't know she owned, but didn't fight. She left his lips to kiss down his chin, throat, the hollow point in between his collarbone, and after every button she undid. She was thankful he wasn't wearing another shirt; she wanted her lips to have a lasting effect on him like he had done to her. A soft groan came from the center of his chest and she felt good knowing she was causing a reaction within him, even if she could feel the muscles strain under her lips. Apparently, he was holding back to allow her the pleasure of doing what he did to her...even if it WAS hard on his self-control When she finished with the buttons, her hands brushed up the muscles in his chest and up his shoulders, gracefully moving under his shirt to remove it.
She stared at his developed chest and arms with intense pleasure, reveling that those arms protected and held her. She brought a hand to his chest and held it over his heart. 'This is what I love about you Duo.' She tenderly thought. Her lips gravitated over his heart and emotionally kissed it. Feeling it thunder rapidly under her lips, her nails lightly raked down his stomach to his pants. She copied his earlier motions and heard the soft plop of material as it fell to the floor. Allowing herself a greedy moment, she too stepped back and appreciatively looked him up and down.
Duo knew she liked what she saw by the size of her eyes and the reaction from her body. Teeth nibbled her lip, even though her eyes lowered with a small smile. With the way she stood, hands clasping his at his sides as she stared into his eyes, almost totally nude, she was the most sexy thing he ever laid eyes on. He couldn't help himself anymore, he HAD to have her. 'Enough foreplay.' He quickly decided. He walked to her and in one swift motion, picked her up. His eyes roamed over her petite figure and he wondered how she could look this good, and how she could be his. There was never anything given to him as freely as her love, anyone less deserving of her than he was. Yet she chose him to be with in this moment, to give herself to him. Was it any wonder he suddenly felt she was so above him?? His head leaned down to capture her breast again, relishing in the softness of her skin. She moaned, and her heartbeat thundered under his lips. He knew their hearts matched time as well as emotion. He took the few strides to his bed and bent down, gently laying her on it. For once he was thankful he was messy and hadn't made his bed. The corners of his mouth tilted up as he gracefully bent down. He joined her, slowly moving over her. Removing the last of his restraints, and hers, he tossed them in some corner in the room, forgotten until morning. He kissed her again, somewhat hesitant to begin. The feel of their skin touching sent off such delicious sensations, but he was afraid to lose control with her. He didn't want to scare her away. Not NOW.
In the back of her mind, she wondered what was keeping Duo. Oh, she wanted him to keep kissing her in this tender way, but she wanted him to get ON with it. She KNEW he wanted to continue because she could feel it, but didn't know what the matter was. 'Unless...' She broke the kiss and stared into his perplexed eyes. 'There are only two things that would make him stop.'
"Duo," She whispered, "you can't hurt me you know." The catch in his eyes and clench in his jaw gave him away.
"I know that." He lowly whispered, less than convincing. That WAS it. it was either the scar he was worried about or the pain of taking her virginity, or both.
"No you don't Duo." She whispered. A hand came up and brushed against his lips. "You can't keep kissing me forever. I know you want this, I do TOO, but you need to learn to let go of the past."
He smiled gently as he stared at her. He knew she was right and he was just fooling himself to think he would hurt her again. Hilde was stronger than he was in some aspects of life and when it came to emotions. That's why he considered her his rock in spots. This would be one of them. Even when she was nervous and insecure, she still encouraged him. Without any other thought, a hand brushed down the side of her waist, down to her hips. Two fingers slipped past the patch of midnight hair and he felt her readiness. It spurred him on and with a kiss, he parted her legs a little more and entered her. Breaking the barrier at last, the pleasure wave hit him, tickling every crevice of his brain. He pulled back, ready to move again, but her entire body tensed. It should've been expected, he knew. It was always painful for women at first, until they were able to overcome the pain and let the pleasure take them. He stopped the kiss and any possible movement. Withdrawing completely, her legs relaxed a bit and he felt disappointment and anger at himself for going too fast. He just couldn't trust his body when he was around her. But he knew what to do though. He looked at her baffled eyes as she stared back, a smile tipping his lips.
"Relax." He gently whispered, slowly stroking her face. She swallowed and slightly nodded. No good, she was still wound too tight. She was too nervous and in control. To fully relax, she had to lose COMPLETE control. A small smile took possession of his mouth. "That's not relaxing...but I know what IS." His smile broke into an impish grin, knowing EXACTLY what would get her to relax. Unlike Hilde, he was NOT a virgin, now regretting losing it. He wanted to give himself to her, like she was to him, to feel the passion and ecstasy for the first time. He ignored her questioning looks and kissed her jaw. Moving down her neck, he hit that hollow spot in between her collarbone. Her skin stretched as her head craned back to give him better access. He breathed in her essence and moved down, brushing his lips over her chest. Her back arched as he kissed and nipped his way over her rib cage to her stomach. Her heart beat wildly within those simple confinements and he brought a hand up to touch a rib. He kissed to the softness of her stomach and his fingers reveled at how soft she was. She didn't do anything special like normal women did, it was just how she was. His lips touched her navel and his tongue explored the hollowness of it. She moaned and shuddered. The muscles in her stomach relaxed intensely, but he was not to be wavered in his 'mission'. He fought a smile at how he figured this to go. A mission? More like a privilege. Reaching just below her navel, he reached the tip of hair that matched the bunch on her head. His fingers ran over it and without any other thought, his lips kissed her very being.
The breath left her lungs in a hurry and she immediately gasped. Her entire body jerked straight up, hips bucking. God...it felt like she just shot off the BED!! Feelings flew through her veins at a frightening pace and one hand gripped the sheets like a vice. Her hips arched up until he put a restraining arm over the top of her waist. She whimpered as his mouth and tongue teased, kissed, touched, and caressed the most feminine part of her body. Familiar feelings quickly built up and she sought that same release, but still wanted to feel those emotions at the same time. Her breathing picked up till she was nearly panting. God...oh GOD...it felt so GOOD. Instincts told her to move up toward the source of her pleasure, but he still kept her firmly routed to his mattress. Her hands wound themselves around his pillow as her back arched. The heaven she felt amplified quickly. Her mind kept telling her how good it felt, moans and whimpers flew from her mouth in appreciation. The anticipation broke and everything seemed to build, then stop for a split second. Time stopped. Her right eye twitched involuntarily. Her hips lowered barely a fraction before locking in place. She cried out Duo and God's multiple times. Her ears picked up the yelling, unbelieving the loudness her moans climbed to. It felt like heaven and hell rolled into one. She wanted it to stop, but didn't at the same time. Her entire body spasmatically jerked and hands gripped the pillow in a death vice. If he didn't stop SOON, she was liable to rip the sheets!
It felt like paradise to hear her call his name. Though he accomplished the tough feat of making her relax, he was going CRAZY! Her voice prompted so many reactions from his body, most a driving urge to stop and take her. He let her go when he didn't think she'd be able to take anymore. Her body immediately collapsed into the mattress, leaving her gasping for breath. 'Total relaxation...' He knew any move he made now would only add to her pleasure instead of kill it. He quickly moved back over her and entered her. He moved slow to gauge her reaction for any kind of pain. When he found none, he picked up his pace as her legs widened in acceptance. Her hips met his until they moved as one, until his veins couldn't take the feelings anymore. Passion heightened and coursed...hot...white. They surged through his body at a rapid pace. He felt her tighten as her body spasmed once again, his matching hers. He breathed her name as she cried his again and felt everything slip away.
Exhausted, he stopped and weakly braced himself on his elbows over her, not moving from his position. Her ragged breathing matched his and tried to calm it down, but kissed her instead. When he pulled back, he stared at how beautiful her face was and knew that they connected body now as well as soul. Her eyes fluttered open with great will to stare at him, and he knew it didn't get any better than this. "I love you Hilde Schebeiker." He whispered; all the emotion they experienced in his voice.
She smiled slightly and rubbed her fingers against his chin. That...that...was INCREDIBLE... If she only had the breath to summon, she would tell him so. But she was too tired right now...so tired... "And I love YOU, Duo Maxwell." She lovingly whispered.
He rolled onto one side and held her in his arms, covering them with the sheet. "Rest now babe." He tiredly muttered. His face next to her hair, she nodded, tickling his nose. He stayed up long enough to listen to her breathing slow, feeling her heartbeat thud softly until he let himself slip into sleep as well.