Duo POV

Mission: Do not have sex with Heero.

Or, at least, that was what it felt like. I had to constantly on guard against my hormones, which wanted nothing more than to throw Heero against the bed and make him scream in pleasure. Make him scream, with those beautiful eyes glazed over with passion, his tight, muscular thighs thrown open, and his fully erect... Damn it! Bad thought bad thoughts bad thoughts! Bad! Bad! Bad! Down Duo, down!

Could you really blame me? I mean, I did have a Japanese sex god with no qualms about nudity or touching in my room. In my room, hell, I had him in my bed and in my shower. The only place I didn't have him was where I wanted him, between my legs!

It was almost a week before Treize returned. I almost lost my mind. It was like Heero wanted to provoke me, like he was trying to make me horny. To my utter mortification he started sleeping naked. Said he liked the way the blanket felt and nothing I said would change his mind. Not even when I went out and replaced our blankets with the itchiest one I could find, one of those wool and plastic army surplus deals. But nooo, not Heero, couldn't back down to even the itchiest of fibers. In the end all I got was a hard on with a rash before I gave up and let Heero have his way. And then he wanted to have showers together, said they saved on the water supply. I got him to give up on that one after I didn't take a bath for three days and the smell drove him out of the room. That was the last we heard of saving water. See? I can be just as stubborn as Heero.

Possibly the only thing that saved me was Treize arriving home. Otherwise I might have died of blood loss since every drop of it was in my dick. Treize coming home managed to give me something else to think about, other than Heero and sex. And Heero having sex. Having sex with me. In the pool. Under the moon...

Damn it all! Gah! I swear I am just going to put my crotch in ice one day and freeze it off! What the hell is wrong with me, I can't go five minutes without thinking naughty thoughts about Heero!

Treize's return was both a great relief and worry to everyone. Of course the castle was happy Treize had returned safely, but we all worried what had come about on Treize's trip. War was a constant threat while we rebuilt our nation and all of us knew that, should we come to blows with another nation, our progress would be stifled, possibly regressed. Our nation couldn't afford a setback at this time, the toll if such a set back came to be would be paid in lives. It weighed heavily on all of us.

The first thing I noticed when Treize came off the carrier was the lack a frown he would have had were the possibility of war great. The second, was the oriental boy at his side.

"Hey Treize, I thought you said we weren't allowed to bring home strays anymore," I yelled as he came into the room. Treize smiled, but the boy next to him bristled. So he was one of those snobby types.

"Ah, but how could I turn away such a charming gentleman?" Treize asked me, his voice light and teasing while his eyes strayed to watch Wufei, probably to see how he reacted to me. Beside me, I felt Heero's mind asking questions and pushed back a blank feeling, telling him I didn't know any more than he did.

"So, charming," I said, standing in front of the Chinese boy, "What's ya name?"

"I am Chang Wufei of the Dragon Clan, fourth son of..."

"Stop! Stop! I just wanted a name, not a family history," I told him, seeing that this could go on for hours, like it usually did with nobles. I threw a glance at Treize, begging him to tell me this wasn't one of those snobby rich brats that I had to lead around by the hand all the time. Ugh! Bunch of ninnies who couldn't even wipe their own asses.

Treize's eyes wouldn't tell me anything and Wufei was still glaring dagger at me. I decided to try and ease the tension a little.

"Anyway, my name's Duo. So how'd ya get Treize to bring ya here, did ya stow away?" I teased. Or at least, I thought I was teasing. Wufei, apparently, thought I was trying to insult him.

"Insolent wretch! How dare you insinuate that I would stoop as low as to stow away like a peasant! Like a common thief!"

Well, didn't that just insult everything I was?

"So what, maybe you bribed the king here with your body, is that it? I bet that took care of your passage with a little to spare!" Wufei's face went beet red, telling me I had hit a nerve. With a cry, he charged me.

"All right, that's enough excitement for you," Treize said, deftly grabbing Wufei around the middle and lifting him. "Duo, Wufei will be staying with me. He is a student from China and is here to learn. He is under my protection, if you have any problems with that you can take them up with me. Wufei, Duo, though sometimes loud and annoying, is one of my most trusted advisors and most skilled warriors. It would not be a good idea to charge him whenever it strikes your fancy."

And with that, Treize walked off, hauling Wufei over his shoulder. From our vantage point, Wufei and I managed to glare daggers at each other until he was out of the room.

"What was that all about?" Heero asked once the two were gone.

"I don't know," I told him moodily, "Something about him just rubs me the wrong way. I hate rich kids that never had ta work 'n think they can just boss everybody around. Gets on my nerves. Come on, let's get out of here."

I had decided the day before that it was time for Heero to get some things to do away from me, so he wasn't quite so dependant. Not that there was anything wrong about being dependant on me, just that I thought it would be better if he had some of his own interests, if his whole world didn't revolve around me. So I took him down and signed him up for one of Une's archery classes, something he seemed genuinely interested in. I knew Heero had been trained with a bow by Odin when he was young, but he hadn't been able to use one in a while and we spent a long time getting him reacquainted with the weapon. After that it was time for our patrols of the city.

By the time Heero and I finished our patrols and arrived back at the room Wufei was far and gone from my mind. I was sweaty and exhausted, but it felt good to be finished with work. It was our routine for Heero to straighten up the room while I showered and I would get something to eat while he showered. Usually I went first, but I didn't complain when Heero headed for the bathroom ahead of me. I was tired enough that I just flopped back on the bed and rested for a few minutes, then went down to the kitchen to get us some sandwiches. The kitchen staff had quit catering to us after the first week, though it might have had something to do with the trip-wire I put in the hall or the scratching powder I put on the doorknob...

I came back and found Heero just coming out of the shower, still wrapped in a towel. I set the sandwiches down, grabbed my clothes, and dodged around him into the bathroom so I wouldn't be tempted too badly. Too bad the image of Heero half naked was so seared into my brain that I had to take a long, cold shower. I thought I'd freeze to death by the time I got out, then once I was out the chilly air hit me and I thought I'd die. I just couldn't catch a break.

Which is when I noticed that I hadn't brought any clothes in with me. I could have sworn I did, but the evidence against my bringing clothes in, being that the clothes were not there, was too much to disagree with. So I braced my shivering body, wrapped the towel tightly around my waist, and marched out keeping my eyes directly on my target, the dresser. I had to think of this as a mission. Heero was the enemy.

"Duo, what are you doing?"

Ewhoo! Ewhoo! Enemies sighted to the left corner! Evasive action! Evasive action!

"Nothing."

"Then come sit with me."

Enemy fire! Lock, load, fire when ready! Return enemy fire!

"I can't right now."

"Why not?"

"Because I can't."

"Please Duo, I'm cold."

Evacuate! Evacuate! She's going down!

"Heero... I'm not dressed."

"I don't mind. Please? Don't you love me?"

Surrender, it's over.

And, against my better judgment, that's what I did. I knew I was no match for Heero's hurt looking eyes or his beseeching smiles. I was done for. I turned to him and stopped dead.

"Heero, you're not dressed!"

"So that makes us even."

"But... but... but...

"What's wrong? It's not like you haven't seen me naked before."

"But... but... but..."

"D-do I repulse you? Is that it?"

"No... but..."

"Then come lay down with me, you said you would."

I sighed. How did I get myself into these situations? Slowly I walked over to Heero, keeping my eyes away from his naked gorgeous body, and laid down on the bed beside him. I'd be alright if I could just keep some space between us...

A notion that was shot to hell when Heero freakin' crawled on my chest and glued himself to me, snuggling by wiggling in a very provocative manner.

It was like I went into a coma from shock. I don't know how it happened, but Heero managed to get my towel off of me without me even noticing it. I clenched my fist, trying to think of anything but Heero and my aching erection. But Heero ignored this and continued to wiggle against me in a way that was killing me slowly.

It happened so fast that even I was surprised. I tossed Heero off and leaped from the bed, backing away from him. I saw a startled, hurt look come into Heero's eyes, but I couldn't stand it! There was only so much one person could take! I had to hold out, I had to restrain myself!

"Must... not... molest... Heero..."

"Yes!" Heero yelled, "Yes, molest Heero!" he said, springing from the bed and advancing on me as I backed away. It took me a moment to realize what he said, but when I did I think it startled me back into my right mind.

"What? What are you saying, Heero? You don't even know what you're talking about. I'm not going to do anything until you're ready..."

"But I am ready! I want to do this with you! I want to be as close as we can be!"

"But..."

"No, Duo, I want this. For me, for us."

"But aren't you scared? After... after what happened?"

"You wouldn't hurt me. I know that. I trust you. Please, show me it's not all bad. Show me it can be good. Please Duo, show me you love me."

And with a moan, I broke, grabbing him by the arms and pulling him forward for a long, deep kiss. A lover's kiss. Our first real, lover's kiss.

When I finally released Heero, I was prepared to see fear in his eyes, or at least apprehension. I was not in the least bit ready to see the carnal lust in those two cobalt orbs, but damn if it didn't do something very good for my ego! And when we came back together for another kiss, it was Heero who had the most vigor, the most excitement. Not to say that I wasn't excited, but Heero was like a ravenous animal at a great big Duo buffet.

Our kissing soon lead to touching and the touching soon led to the bed. It was more of a falling to the nearest soft object kind of thing than it was a conscious decision, but we both made it to the bed anyway so the outcome wasn't too bad. When we landed we were side by side, but I soon took the initiative and pushed myself to my knees over Heero.

Heero froze, his eyes going far away. I paused, startled, then looked at our positions and rolled off of him. Thinking quickly, I pulled him up, placing him so that he was sitting on my stomach.

"Heero," I called gently, "You okay?"

Heero shook himself, his eyes coming back to rest on my face.

"I think you startled me," he said sheepishly, "I'm sorry."

"Don't be. Now we know what not to do. Is this okay?" Heero nodded. "Then lets continue where we left off."

Heero attacked my mouth vigorously from his position, leaning over me and using his weight for a deep, forceful kiss. While he kissed me, he rubbed our crotches together making me moan into his mouth. I could almost feel my moan reverberating down his throat and it served to arouse me even more.

"Heero," I said hoarsely after we broke the kiss, "Do you want to be... inside me?" I asked, still trying to catch my breath. It took Heero so long to answer, while putting his hands to good use on my nipples, that I thought he hadn't heard me.

"No," he said finally, his tone serious and his voice deepened with lust, "I want you inside me. I want it to be like before, but not like before. I want you to make it feel good, so I won't ever be afraid again. But I don't think I can..."

"It' alright, we can do the same thing just fine from right here. Though you're gonna have to do most of the work. Good thing your leg muscles are so strong, or you might not be able to..."

He shut me up with a kiss. How easily I forgot to talk when my mouth was full of Heero's tongue. Heero expertly kissed me, swiping his tongue across the inside of my mouth and nibbling on my lips. I have to say, I was damned impressed. I was hard pressed to match his skill as a lover and I had been with hundreds of people, girl and guy alike. Heero was just a natural sexpot.

When my lungs felt like they were about to explode, Heero pulled back. I gasped for air and writhed, rubbing my swollen member against Heero's thigh. We were both panting.

"Now," Heero said, a small grin on his face, "Tell me what to do."

I probably would have been a bit annoyed with his conniving ways if there was enough blood left in my brain to think with. As it was, all my blood had flooded into my cock, something which desperately needed tending to.

"Lube... in the bathroom," I managed to gasp out, then whimpered like a puppy when Heero left to get it. Damn it, I was a professional whore, I wasn't supposed to be writhing beneath Heero, it was supposed to be the other way around.

I guess... I guess that Heero was just so used to taking orders from people that when he finally let loose in bed he wanted to be in control. It was an infuriating, infatuating mix. One half was controlling and domineering while the other was timid and wanting to please. Because of Heero's upbringing, I hadn't been able to see much of the controlling side, only the shy, quiet half. But as Heero became more secure in his surroundings and more confident in himself his more controlling side was coming out. And, I had to admit, the controlling side was just as delicious and fuckable as the other.

Heero returned with the lube a moment later, immediately crawling back up and settling himself on my stomach. He paused then, confused and unsure of what to do. I realized I would have to take control of our play, if only for a little bit.

"Lay back," I told him while sitting up. To be sure I wasn't hurting him and that Heero wasn't frightened, I opened our link a little more. I would have to keep it mostly closed or the combination of both our pleasures would drive me over the edge before the fun was over.

Heero did as he was told, a slight hint of fear racing across his mind. He calmed when I didn't remove my legs from under him, so that I was still somewhat pinned and he was still at an advantaged position. Not to say that Heero was consciously thinking that I would hurt him or that he needed to be in a place where he could run away. Simply that, in the back of his mind, a part of him remembered the last time something like this had happened and was being cautious. If I could just calm that piece, I'd be home free.

I moved Heero's legs so that the were bent and spread, giving me easy access to his weeping cock and his tiny entrance. I actually thought of asking Heero to take me. It was our first time and a small part of me worried that I would hurt Heero and he'd never trust me again. I had been taken many times and, though most of them weren't good, some of them hadn't been bad. I was used to sex and it didn't scare me like it did Heero.

But I also understood what a big step this was for Heero. It took me ages to trust Sister Helen enough to let her hug me, but she always said that she'd like a hug whenever I was ready. If she had turned to me when I had offered and said, "It's okay Duo, you can wait until later," I might have never gotten the courage to do it.

It was that thought that gave me the courage to spread the slick lotion on my fingers and gently push them into Heero's tight entrance. I watched the link for any signs of pain, ready to pull out if it started to hurt him, but it didn't.

At first it was a strange and uncomfortable for Heero. He wasn't sure what to think of the stretching sensation my fingers were giving him. When he found that it didn't really hurt, he started to relax and even began to enjoy the slow sensation.

When I felt my finger press up against that tiny numb inside Heero, I hurried and shut our link. Just in time, too, because Heero gasped in pleasure and arched off the bed. It was a good thing I did, because I would have been pushed over by that pleasure, I was almost coming just watching him.

"Now!" Heero moaned harshly, "I want you now!"

And we both knew it was time. Hastily I pulled my fingers out and lubed my erection, using more than I would probably need in a week, but I was taking no chances.

Heero was too far gone to even notice our positions, but even through my lust-filled haze I realized that some part of his mind would realize what I was doing if I pulled my legs out from under him. With out position as it was, with Heero's legs spread to either side of me, I could reach my own erection and could probably have gotten it inside him, but I wouldn't have the leverage I needed to complete the job. It seemed somewhat akin to torture.

Quickly I pulled Heero up to sit on my lap. He was dazed and confused but soon saw my large erection bobbing in front of his and got the idea. He lifted himself up and, with my help, positioned himself over top of me. I think Heero had some odd notion about slamming down and getting it over with as fast as possible. Quickly, almost panicky, I placed my hands under his thighs to prevent him from descending. Slowly I allowed him to come down, inch by torturous fucking inch. We were both shaking with exertion by the time Heero was fully settled, but there hadn't been any pain involved and the price was well worth hearing the moans and gasps from Heero as he slowly nestled himself around me.

We were both beyond speaking, something come to a miracle for me. For a moment, neither of us moved. I was the first to start moving, thrusting my hips shallowly in an effort to get Heero to start. After a second Heero started too, lifting himself and slamming back down.

Our coupling was fast and rough. The lust I had built up inside for so long seemed to seep into Heero and he road me with a fervor. The bed bounced and the walls shook with the sounds of our passion. And of course, neither of us were exactly quiet with our passion, what, with all the screaming and yelling and calling each other's names. The castle would be talking about the two of us for months, but we didn't care.

It ended too soon. Heero, this being his first time and all, came first, crying out his passion as loud as he could. Heero's body tightened around mine and I was only a second behind, shouting as my seed spurted inside him and his covered my chest. Heero finished and collapsed against me while I still thrusted languidly into his body, riding the last few waves of pleasure out. Then we were both quiet, panting and holding each other, sweat and exhausted. Once I regained a bit of energy I pulled Heero off of me and settled him in the crook of my arm, pulling up the blankets to cover us I could see Heero's skin begin to goosebump as his sweat dried and I wasn't exactly toasty either.

"Duo," Heero sighed, snuggling himself against me, "That was wonderful. Thank you."

I chuckled. "You know," I said, "It wasn't exactly awful for me either. You're amazing." Heero only smiled sleepily, his eyes drifting shut.

For a long time I just held Heero, content and tired, but once thing was bothering me and I had to get it off of my chest.

"Hey Heero?"

"Hmm?" he said sleepily, his eyes staying closed.

"Where are my clothes?"

"I put them back in the drawer."

"So you did take them while I was in the shower."

"Mm-hmm."

"Heero?"

"What?"

"Next time you decided to seduce me, do it before my shower."