Alan: Hehehe, the last chapter I was trying for humor but it didn't make me laugh nearly as much as the reviews! Heh, Silver Cateyes and Priscel's stood out the most to me. Eheh, Cateyes darling, you scare me... Priscel, thanks for agreeing with me that chickening out's not a bad thing sometimes. And Memine, the fact you thought it was so funny made it funnier to me, so thanks! Argh my writing has been so stiff and horrible lately, I hope this is better than it has been! Writer's block bit me in the nads, so sorry for such a long break!

One last thing, for all the would be kitten stealers who are now planning to gang up with my buddy Shoulder Angel Quatre to motivate me, have fun tracking him down.

ON WITH THE SHOW!! I am in a fluffy mood, beware. Also beware of citrus and some Kinda sorta dirty talk. ::cough:: Did I say fluffy? I meant smutty. Yeah, smutty mood...

Chapter 15

This was heaven, Heero thought idly as he slowly woke up. From the slanted light peeking through the room's single window it was only a few hours after he had dragged Duo back to sleep. Now he felt clean and refreshed, the kind of content glow you only get after a good shower and better nap. Slowly he stretched under the blankets, savoring the touch of cotton on still barely damp skin, a cool welcome relief from the summer heat permeating the room.

As he rolled over he noted in a sleepy way that he'd kicked off the towel while he slept but really, he couldn't bring himself to care right now. Duo was exactly where he had been when Heero fell asleep and didn't appear to have tossed and turned like he had. Lying on his side, body curved in a loose ball Duo was still feline in appearance to Heero's eyes. Slim hands were clasped to his chest and his chin was dipped low so that Heero could hardly see that beloved face beneath the resulting cascade of red-brown gently wavy hair.

That would not do. Scooting a little closer Heero tilted Duo's face up and brushed a few stray wisps of that mane back. One hand slipped under the covers to rest on Duo's hip, gently pulling him into closer contact. The fluffy cotton towel was still determinedly wrapped around Duo's waist, a fact that annoyed Heero slightly, not that he could blame it for its tenacious hold. That annoyance quickly left, carried away by the waves of contentment and warmth he felt when Duo sighed in his sleep and nuzzled closer, one leg slipping between Heero's. A small shiver ran down his back at the cold touch of silver against his cafe but before long the anklet had warmed to the point of comfort.

For a while he was satisfied just to look, slowly memorizing each facet of the face pillowed on his arm. Duo was temptation incarnate, an undeniable delight. On the verge of purring, a habit he tried his hardest to suppress, Heero gave into the siren call of that beautiful face and started to lay soft kisses on softer skin. He started by kissing his forehead, then lightly brushing his lips against Duo's eyelids, smiling when it caused a slight flutter of long lashes, tickling him. On to the cheeks he laid a wandering path until he was hesitating over his final destination. Bringing his hand up from Duo's hip he brushed a thumb against his love's lower lip before cupping his cheek and kissing him with all the gentleness he possessed.

When he pulled away slowly Duo sighed his name and opened violet eyes, the slitted pupils wide in happiness. In silence he examined Heero's face as the Japanese man had done to him before he broke into a sweet smile and hugged him closer.

"That was a nice way to wake up." Duo giggled into his armful of snuggly human and got another soft kiss in return.

Moving his arms down back to Duo's waist he was about to let things get a little more serious when he was interrupted by the shrill cry of the phone. I swear, that contraption hates me. Or maybe it's the universe. Duo jumped like he always did at hearing the tone, no matter how many times he heard it, it still startled him. "Be back in a sec." Reluctantly Heero disentangled himself from his sleep mate and went to answer the hell machine, blissfully oblivious to his nudity. Duo noticed though and sat up to watch him walk out, shivering at the second bleat the phone issued.

Just before the third ring Heero jerked the phone off the hook and held it to his ear, enquiring quietly, "Moshi moshi?"

"HEEEERRRROOOO!!!"

Dear god not her. Shoulders slumping Heero dejectedly muttered, "Hello Relena, what do you want?"

"I was just calling to tell you that there's a wounded panther around there so be very careful! I just got back from trying to track it, no good. I swear it just disappeared! I shot the dang thing but it got away anyway, so anyway, I wanted to warn you."

There was a rough crack of plastic as Heero's grip tightened on the phone, fracturing the casing a little. All he could see was red; this little bitch was the one responsible for Duo's pain? And now, she had the nerve to call and brag that she would soon be adding another animal to her collection and blathering on about something or other. Abruptly hanging up on the pink bitch he turned and stormed back to the bedroom, plotting a way to make her suffer. Before he went in however he unplugged the phone, in case she decided to call back.

"Grr!"

Duo blinked at him as he walked in, confusion on his face. "Grr?"

Crossing his arms Heero pouted. "Grr."

A sudden smile darting across his face Duo got on his knees to wrap both arms around Heero's neck and kiss his nose. "Grrrrrr." Heero looked surprised as Duo kissed his face and dissolved into throaty purrs.

Allowing himself a smile at Duo antics he let himself be pulled down next to his roommate. Duo slid his arms out from under him and sat back, watching him. When Heero tried to meet his gaze he blushed and stared down at his towel, reminding Heero suddenly that he was still quite nude. Moving casually he pulled a corner of the blanket over him and searched around under the covers for his towel. After a moment he found it and pulled it out to return to its rightful place around his waist.

"Heero?" In response to Duo's hesitant utterance the man in question sat up and pulled his roommate closer, humming an affirmative. Duo squirmed a little in discomfort, not sure how to ask what he wanted to. Sensing his hesitance Heero loosened his hold and leaned back a bit, urging him silently to ask his question.

"You've...you've had sex before, right?" A fierce blush instantly crossed the japanese man's face before he regained control of himself, only a faint pink remaining.

"Yes, of course." Something flashed in Duo's eyes. As near as Heero could tell it was jealousy but of what? His having had sex, or who he had sex with?

Biting his bottom lip Duo seemed to steel himself before continuing. "Wh-what's it like?" Earnest violet met startled cobalt, begging for an answer. The videos had shown him how, but he needed to know more then that.

Oh god. Heero fought with himself before asking quietly, "Do you really want to know?" Automatically Duo nodded and Heero pulled him close, chest to back. Slowly he started laying a string of kisses along the back of his neck and shoulder, pausing to brush his hair over the other shoulder and out of the way. "It's...slow, at first. Kisses and little touches." Very quietly he mumbled the words into Duo's ear before nipping at his earlobe. Duo whimpered and gasped, struggling to memorize Heero's expert explanation. Weakly he let his head fall back on Heero's shoulder, giving him more room to work.

"It doesn't take long before you're breathless..." Heero transferred his attention to Duo's neck, kissing with parted lips, occasionally adding the slightest touch of teeth. He could feel Duo's breath hitch when he found somewhere sensitive and gave that area special attention. Both hands slipped up Duo's stomach to clasp together just below his chin, holding him close against Heero.

"You get lost in it, the heat and chill, drowning in sensation." Moaning he pressed one last kiss to the juncture of Duo's neck and shoulder before biting down possessively, determined to leave a mark that wouldn't fade in the next few minutes. Duo squirmed and whimpered a little, biting his lip to keep from screaming. Heero released the bruised mouthful and licked it apologetically, speaking softly between strokes. "A little pain but you know that you belong to the other, and they belong to you so it's okay." Duo tasted like sweat and metal right there, probably because of that damn choker that kept getting in his way.

"Heero..." Duo moaned and turned his head, trying to find his love's mouth. Heero met him halfway, forgetting his walk through for a moment to enjoy the desperate grappling of mouths. With a hand on the back of his roommate's neck Duo made sure Heero couldn't pull away anytime soon. Eager to show what he'd learned Duo nibbled on Heero's bottom lip and slipped his tongue in to duel with Heero's when the japanese man gasped. It was Duo who broke it and slipped back to his previous position stretched on the broad muscular chest of his roommate.

Smiling down at him sleepily Heero started twining long chestnut hair around his fingers. His other hand slid across Duo's flat stomach to play with the knot of his towel. "You're hot and hard, desperate for a touch," he continued in a husky voice. Duo panted and nodded, wriggling a little bit. Turning his head a little Heero kissed Duo's sweat dampened hair and smiled. "You have to move, a dance as old as time with you lover." Placing a hand on each of Duo's hips he showed him the right rhythm, moving in opposition to hear a satisfying moan of wonder.

Duo whimpered at the undeniable proof that Heero was as aroused as he was and tried desperately to calm down, failing miserably. Going back to kissing Duo's neck Heero slipped a hand under his towel. For a while he simply stroked the delicate skin of his inner thigh, listening to Duo pant appreciatively and thrust shallowly against him. Duo made the most endearing noises. At the slimmer man's begging insistance he moved the hand slowly up to brush Duo's arousal.

The moment Duo felt the light touch he gasped and bucked, loosing what little remained of his control. Screaming Heero's name he climaxed, his body tensing then going utterly limp. Heero stopped his ministrations on Duo's neck in surprise at the rush a wet warmth coating his hand, feeling a sudden pang of guilt at this proof of Duo's inexperience.

Dammit I just...oh crap, I shouldn't have done this... His voice low and hesitant Heero finished, "You climax, a rush of euphoria, a release of control. That's what sex is like."

Duo hummed and slid bonelessly to a more horizontal postion, his head resting in the crease of Heero's thigh. Casually Heero wiped his hand off on his towel. Duo looked so sleepy and sated, he didn't want to point out his own discomfort. Alright, most disgusting, erection killing image, Relena in a bathing suit. Due to his artist's imagination he got a very clear picture, an image that worked, almost too well. He was quite throughly disgusted.

"I'll go make us some food." Wriggling out from under Duo he headed to his dresser first. Some things, like cooking, really shouldn't be done naked. Behind him Duo rolled over to watch, a sleepy smile hanging on his lips. Tossing a pair of boxer to Duo he pulled out some for himself and slipped them on under his towel before discarding it to tug on jeans. With a rumpled T-shirt in hand he headed towards the kitchen.

On the bed Duo stretched before snuggling into the crook of his arm. This was a very very nice day...

Heero dug through his fridge, trying to find something fast but good. Duo had liked the pizza earlier [[author chokes to death on laughter]] but he shouldn't feed him the same thing twice today. Besides, he was in the mood to cook. Finding some boneless chicken breasts he butterflyed them and placed them in a pan with butter and lemon pepper. Turning on the stove he went back to looking for something to serve with his fried chicken. Tossing a couple of spuds in the microwave he turned over the sizzling chicken, breathing in the good smell.

Convinced that all was in control here he went back to check on Duo. Peeking through the doorway he saw the petite man already back asleep. Oh well. Heero shrugged and returned to the kitchen to finish off the chicken. It was already done so he put it on a plate, stuck the pan in the sink to wash later and shoved the chicken, now cooked, back in the fridge.

He can eat it later. Picking up his sketchbook from the coffee table as he passed through the living room he headed towards where Duo was sleeping. Climbing back on the bed he watched Duo for a moment.

Like any cat Duo seemed to spend more time asleep then awake. Not that Heero minded, it gave him plenty of time to draw him without having to worry about a shift in postion or a random frolicking off. Legs folded only a little ackwardly Heero was working to capture the exact curve of Duo's spine, the meticulous strands of shining chestnut, the adorable crease between sculpted eyebrows... He was so beautiful when he slept. But then, it was hard to think of a moment when he wasn't beautiful. And the "Lookit me I'm so innocent please corrupt me" thing only made him that much more appealing.

He began carefully illustrating the folds on the silky violet boxers lying low on slender hips. After a long hard look at Duo's face he added a little more shading to the hair of his sketch before putting it aside. Any more work would probably ruin it.

I want to do something for him. Heero stretched one leg slowly before returning to admiring the sleeping form. I only get two more days this full moon, I need to make them count. Something he hasn't done in a long time... An idea struck him and with a smile he slipped of the bed, needing to make a phone call. Casting a last look back at Duo he exited and headed straight towards the couch. Long elegant fingers picked out the number and after three rings it was answered.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Quatre. I've got a favor to ask..."

[[This is the author note!]]

Alan: Cha, that's that. Next chapter will be more story-ish, I swear. And longer. But hey the light lemon/hard lime makes up for it, yah? Or was smut not good enough exchange for plot...? Oh and wanna know why I didn't get more up sooner? Blame Bon!!

Bonnie the Furry: Err....::sweatdrop::

Alan: No, just kidding, I love you Bon-chan. But jeez, you promised not to read this, how am I supposed to look you in the eyes after writing a real lemon? It's bad enough with the lime... ::hits self:: Hey reader people, please please, she's a writer here too and she could use some support so go read her stories kay? She's a buffy fan! You can find Bonnie the furry in my favorite authors, and about the plug, FRIENDS HELP FRIENDS!

Bonnie the Furry: Yup! Don't forget to feed my cat while I'm gone!

Alan: Erm, yeah, I'll do that... ::makes a sticky note reminder and slaps it to forehead:: Hopefully the next chapter won't take so long!

Bonnie the Furry: Um, about the pizza thing, it's an inside joke. We have "code words" such as "potatoes" mean breasts, "cookies" mean tush and "pizza" is a specific part of the male anatomy. So...yeah...whenever it comes up there tends to be giggles.

Alan: We can't say cheesecake or function with a straight face either.

Bonnie the furry: or firetruck...

Alan: Reviews are appreciated!