Chapter Four:
Almond Mocha
After Duo had 'sprung' him, the two young men headed for Heero's apartment. Once there Heero checked it carefully in and out for Relena. Satisfied the uber bitch stalker wasn't nearby, he stopped in the kitchen. Which was clean. Heero spun on Duo. "What happened?"
"Seeing as you are anal about cleanliness, I tidied up the place myself. Sorry if it isn't up to your standards. I didn't apply for the janitor job for a reason, ya know," Duo said, grinning and blushing in slight embarassment.
Heero looked at the boy for a moment, taking in his long braid, blue eyes and embarassed grin, and smiled minutely. He reached out and place a hand on Duo's arm. "Arigatou, Duo. You didn't have to do any of this for me. We started off badly in the subway, and we've only known eachother about two days. You had no reason to do any of this."
"That's where you're wrong, hon. I did have a reason for doing this. I can't stand a dirty kitchen either!" Duo said with a laugh. He twirled around once in the small sterilized space. "There's nothing like a clean kitchen, even to someone not suffering from fear of uncleanliness. Plus, I like to bake!" He laughed again, turning to the stoic Japanese man. "One of these days, hon, you should let me bake for you! I make killer brownies!"
Heero sighed. "I would, Duo, but I don't like chocolate," Heero said, preparing himself for the outburst. He wasn't disappointed.
"WHAT?!!!" Duo cried loud enough to wake a kid in Australia.
"I.don't.like.chocolate," Heero repeated slowly. "Never have, never will."
Duo stared in disbelief. "How can your girlfriend stand you!" he cried.
Heero looked confused. "Girlfriend?"
"Relena? You know, girl that almost put you in a coma?! Personally to me she seemed to unfamiliar with your house, but hey."
"That's because she is unfamiliar with my house. She's never been here," Heero responded. "Relena's not my girlfriend."
Duo snorted, a disbelieving look on his face. "Not your girlfriend? Please, hon. She talked about you like you guys were one step away from choosing china together and buying a house with a white picket fence," he said.
"Not true even in the smallest capacity. Relena is one of the secretaries at work. Unlike the other secretaries, she didn't get the message that I don't date employees. She has been classified as a stalker," Heero said. He smirked slightly. "Trowa's getting me a new apartment and soon even Relena won't be able to find me."
Staring at Heero as if he'd lost something important involving his sanity, Duo moved to the industrial sized fridge/freezer and opened it. Since he'd cleaned the kitchen Duo had gotten acquainted with the appliances and cupboards, so sticking his nose into Heero's fridge was now natural to him. He rummaged around for a moment or two before he stepped back and closed the door, a container of something, a saucer of chocolate and a can of cream in his hands. He quickly heated the chocolate in the microwave, effectively turning it into it's famous melted counterpart. Grinning cheekily, Duo headed back to the Japanese style dining room and sprawled out on the floor, container, chocolate and cream before him.
Following the braided boy into the dining area, Heero too sat down, watching Duo curiously. Finally, curiosity won through. "What's that?" he asked.
"Strawberries and cream, with a bit of chocolate sauce," Duo said casually. "Just a little something I left in your fridge for moments like these." Smilimg slyly, Duo scooted a bit closer to Heero's side of the table.
"Moments like these?" Heero asked, face heating slightly as the braided boy inched ever closer,'til he was flush against the table and brushing the exec's leg.
"Yeah," Duo said huskily, opening the container and withdrawing a sliced strawberry. He squirted a bit of cream from the can onto the strawberry and brought it to his pink lips. "Moments when you've just explained that the blonde girl meant nothing to you. Moments when two people are alone, in a big, private apartment. Moments when one of us doesn't like chocolate and needs to be taught a lesson. With strawberries." Duo grinned while he chewed his delectable treat. "And now it's the moment when I share my strawberries with you." Duo took out another strawberry and prepared it accordingly, this time dipping the treat in the warm chocolate, then held it out to Heero. "Enjoy."
Already slightly hot and bothered, Heero wondered how and when their conversation had taken such an erotic turn. Duo was just supposed to drop Heero home and go about his business. He should have known something was going to happen. It was bound to. Shrugging his indifference, Heero took the strawberry from Duo, grimacing at the sight of the dark chocolate surrounding it. Sliding a look toward Duo, confirming that the braided boy was watching him closely, Heero sighed and brought the treat to his lips. Gulping audibly, he downed it with a grimace on his face.
Duo began laughing, peels of melodious sound issuing from his pink lips. "Hee-chan, you should of seen your face!" he cried, more laughter ensuing. After a moment, even Heero had to crack a smile at the braided boy's exuberant mirth.
"There, I tried it. Happy?" he said.
"No," Duo said, grinning and holding up another chocolate covered strawberry. "You have to like it." He held the dessert out like a peace offering, his eyes going wide and guileless. "Pwease, hon?"
It didn't take Heero long to crack. (A/N: How long would you have lasted? Really? With those eyes?) He took his second attempt at chocolate and ate it quickly, but no matter how hard he tried his grimace broke through. Duo gave a small cry of frustration. He looked ready to cry, big tears shimmering in those endlessly deep blue eyes. Shit, Heero thought, how the hell does he do that? While he was contemplating Duo's powers of expression, Heero missed the mischievous twinkle that popped into the previously teary blue-violet eyes.
Suddenly the half-Japanese business man was tackled to the floor, soft lips latched onto his own. It took him a moment to realise that he had one Duo Maxwell pressed to him, lips locked. It took him another moment to register the fact that Duo was touching his warm tongue to Heero's lips, asking for entrance. He complied, opening his mouth for the agile appendage belonging to his young attacker. Lastly, it took him even longer to realise that slowly but surely, chocolate was slipping into his mouth and down his throat. Surprisingly, it tasted great.
Duo deepened the kiss even more, his chocolate covered tongue sweeping the roof of Heero's mouth. Exploring the warm cavern at his leisure, the blue- eyed teen made sure as much of the chocolate as possible reached Heero's tongue. Twining his tongue with that of the normally stoic man seemed to work best. Satisfied with a job well done, Duo pulled back, licking Heero's full bottom lip one last time. He grinned.
"See, Hee-chan? You don't hate chocolate. You just had a problem with presentation," he joked, making as if to get up from Heero's lap. He was surprised when the Japanese man latched onto his hips.
"You're right. I did have a problem with presentation," he said. "In fact, I still do. Why don't you show it to me one more time?" Slightly stunned by Heero's suddenly accepting mood, Duo looked around helplessly, then shrugged.
"Sure, hon. Always ready to help a chocolate deprived person," Duo managed to joke before his lips were once again covered by firm ones. Heero wasted no time in deepening the kiss, his hand ghosting over Duo's shirt and skimming his chest. Delighted with Heero's aggression, Duo opened his mouth wider, welcoming the slippery muscle currently mapping out his mouth. Duo's own slender fingers moved to unbutton Heero's casual shirt and slip in between the folds. Heero gasped in surprise, then reached to return the same to Duo. Before his hand even got vaguely close, the doorbell rang.
Loud groans from both of them attested to their displeasure. For some reason very, very angry, Heero gently toppled Duo and went to answer the door. "What do you want?!" he bit out harshly, an impossible evil scowl on his face. The scowl froze when he realized who it was at the door.
Chang Wufei.
"Hello, Yuy. Maxwell."
After Duo had 'sprung' him, the two young men headed for Heero's apartment. Once there Heero checked it carefully in and out for Relena. Satisfied the uber bitch stalker wasn't nearby, he stopped in the kitchen. Which was clean. Heero spun on Duo. "What happened?"
"Seeing as you are anal about cleanliness, I tidied up the place myself. Sorry if it isn't up to your standards. I didn't apply for the janitor job for a reason, ya know," Duo said, grinning and blushing in slight embarassment.
Heero looked at the boy for a moment, taking in his long braid, blue eyes and embarassed grin, and smiled minutely. He reached out and place a hand on Duo's arm. "Arigatou, Duo. You didn't have to do any of this for me. We started off badly in the subway, and we've only known eachother about two days. You had no reason to do any of this."
"That's where you're wrong, hon. I did have a reason for doing this. I can't stand a dirty kitchen either!" Duo said with a laugh. He twirled around once in the small sterilized space. "There's nothing like a clean kitchen, even to someone not suffering from fear of uncleanliness. Plus, I like to bake!" He laughed again, turning to the stoic Japanese man. "One of these days, hon, you should let me bake for you! I make killer brownies!"
Heero sighed. "I would, Duo, but I don't like chocolate," Heero said, preparing himself for the outburst. He wasn't disappointed.
"WHAT?!!!" Duo cried loud enough to wake a kid in Australia.
"I.don't.like.chocolate," Heero repeated slowly. "Never have, never will."
Duo stared in disbelief. "How can your girlfriend stand you!" he cried.
Heero looked confused. "Girlfriend?"
"Relena? You know, girl that almost put you in a coma?! Personally to me she seemed to unfamiliar with your house, but hey."
"That's because she is unfamiliar with my house. She's never been here," Heero responded. "Relena's not my girlfriend."
Duo snorted, a disbelieving look on his face. "Not your girlfriend? Please, hon. She talked about you like you guys were one step away from choosing china together and buying a house with a white picket fence," he said.
"Not true even in the smallest capacity. Relena is one of the secretaries at work. Unlike the other secretaries, she didn't get the message that I don't date employees. She has been classified as a stalker," Heero said. He smirked slightly. "Trowa's getting me a new apartment and soon even Relena won't be able to find me."
Staring at Heero as if he'd lost something important involving his sanity, Duo moved to the industrial sized fridge/freezer and opened it. Since he'd cleaned the kitchen Duo had gotten acquainted with the appliances and cupboards, so sticking his nose into Heero's fridge was now natural to him. He rummaged around for a moment or two before he stepped back and closed the door, a container of something, a saucer of chocolate and a can of cream in his hands. He quickly heated the chocolate in the microwave, effectively turning it into it's famous melted counterpart. Grinning cheekily, Duo headed back to the Japanese style dining room and sprawled out on the floor, container, chocolate and cream before him.
Following the braided boy into the dining area, Heero too sat down, watching Duo curiously. Finally, curiosity won through. "What's that?" he asked.
"Strawberries and cream, with a bit of chocolate sauce," Duo said casually. "Just a little something I left in your fridge for moments like these." Smilimg slyly, Duo scooted a bit closer to Heero's side of the table.
"Moments like these?" Heero asked, face heating slightly as the braided boy inched ever closer,'til he was flush against the table and brushing the exec's leg.
"Yeah," Duo said huskily, opening the container and withdrawing a sliced strawberry. He squirted a bit of cream from the can onto the strawberry and brought it to his pink lips. "Moments when you've just explained that the blonde girl meant nothing to you. Moments when two people are alone, in a big, private apartment. Moments when one of us doesn't like chocolate and needs to be taught a lesson. With strawberries." Duo grinned while he chewed his delectable treat. "And now it's the moment when I share my strawberries with you." Duo took out another strawberry and prepared it accordingly, this time dipping the treat in the warm chocolate, then held it out to Heero. "Enjoy."
Already slightly hot and bothered, Heero wondered how and when their conversation had taken such an erotic turn. Duo was just supposed to drop Heero home and go about his business. He should have known something was going to happen. It was bound to. Shrugging his indifference, Heero took the strawberry from Duo, grimacing at the sight of the dark chocolate surrounding it. Sliding a look toward Duo, confirming that the braided boy was watching him closely, Heero sighed and brought the treat to his lips. Gulping audibly, he downed it with a grimace on his face.
Duo began laughing, peels of melodious sound issuing from his pink lips. "Hee-chan, you should of seen your face!" he cried, more laughter ensuing. After a moment, even Heero had to crack a smile at the braided boy's exuberant mirth.
"There, I tried it. Happy?" he said.
"No," Duo said, grinning and holding up another chocolate covered strawberry. "You have to like it." He held the dessert out like a peace offering, his eyes going wide and guileless. "Pwease, hon?"
It didn't take Heero long to crack. (A/N: How long would you have lasted? Really? With those eyes?) He took his second attempt at chocolate and ate it quickly, but no matter how hard he tried his grimace broke through. Duo gave a small cry of frustration. He looked ready to cry, big tears shimmering in those endlessly deep blue eyes. Shit, Heero thought, how the hell does he do that? While he was contemplating Duo's powers of expression, Heero missed the mischievous twinkle that popped into the previously teary blue-violet eyes.
Suddenly the half-Japanese business man was tackled to the floor, soft lips latched onto his own. It took him a moment to realise that he had one Duo Maxwell pressed to him, lips locked. It took him another moment to register the fact that Duo was touching his warm tongue to Heero's lips, asking for entrance. He complied, opening his mouth for the agile appendage belonging to his young attacker. Lastly, it took him even longer to realise that slowly but surely, chocolate was slipping into his mouth and down his throat. Surprisingly, it tasted great.
Duo deepened the kiss even more, his chocolate covered tongue sweeping the roof of Heero's mouth. Exploring the warm cavern at his leisure, the blue- eyed teen made sure as much of the chocolate as possible reached Heero's tongue. Twining his tongue with that of the normally stoic man seemed to work best. Satisfied with a job well done, Duo pulled back, licking Heero's full bottom lip one last time. He grinned.
"See, Hee-chan? You don't hate chocolate. You just had a problem with presentation," he joked, making as if to get up from Heero's lap. He was surprised when the Japanese man latched onto his hips.
"You're right. I did have a problem with presentation," he said. "In fact, I still do. Why don't you show it to me one more time?" Slightly stunned by Heero's suddenly accepting mood, Duo looked around helplessly, then shrugged.
"Sure, hon. Always ready to help a chocolate deprived person," Duo managed to joke before his lips were once again covered by firm ones. Heero wasted no time in deepening the kiss, his hand ghosting over Duo's shirt and skimming his chest. Delighted with Heero's aggression, Duo opened his mouth wider, welcoming the slippery muscle currently mapping out his mouth. Duo's own slender fingers moved to unbutton Heero's casual shirt and slip in between the folds. Heero gasped in surprise, then reached to return the same to Duo. Before his hand even got vaguely close, the doorbell rang.
Loud groans from both of them attested to their displeasure. For some reason very, very angry, Heero gently toppled Duo and went to answer the door. "What do you want?!" he bit out harshly, an impossible evil scowl on his face. The scowl froze when he realized who it was at the door.
Chang Wufei.
"Hello, Yuy. Maxwell."
