Author: Cyrrer aka Laren

Pairings: 1x2

Disclaimers: They don't belong to me – unfortunately. So don't sue.

Warnings: Yaoi, Com, AU, lime (at least at 'ff . net')

Chapter: 3/3

Beta thanks : Jukebox

Symmary: Heero has one mission in his life - to finish his studies as soon as possible. And nobody should keep him from focusing all his time and energy on this mission. Unfortunately his best friend has other plans for him.

A/N: I know, kind of late for this chapter. But I had some problems to motivate myself for the translation. I just had so many other things to write that I lost track. But I got the first chapters betaed by a native speaker. So they are exchanged now and in a hell of a better status than before. Thanks to Jukebox again.

Heero's lips touched Duo's softly. Again he had the feeling as if a lightning bolt went through him, his whole body tickled because of the energy. Hm, the lips of the braided man felt deliciously soft, a downright contrast to the harsh words that had left this beautiful mouth earlier. Heero intensified the kiss a bit, trying to get more of this blissful feeling.

His counterpart gasped startled, seeming to comprehend what was happening. His body tensed in a way that even Heero in his state of bliss recognized. Duo tugged disquietingly at his hand and freed it out of Heero's grip.

Heero went the whole hog and let the tip of his tongue cheekily dance on the corner of Duo's mouth. He felt like the kiss might end all too quickly and Heero wanted to make the most of it. Surprisingly he recognized the taste of Tiramisu on Duo's lips whilst he tried to prepare himself for his counterpart's reaction.

He anticipated almost everything; that Duo would cry bloody murder for the offense and retaliate in front of everyone with a well placed knee – which would at this point of time cause Heero the greatest pain. But he never bargained for the braided man to use his freed hand to capture Heero's head. After another gasp Duo dug his fingers almost painfully into Heero's hair and brought their heads even closer to deepen their kiss if this was even possible.

Heero's tongue was given permission to enter the mouth of the braided man. At once he delved into the alien realm and entered into a fierce duel with Duo's combative tongue. Now it was Heero's turn to gasp startled. He would never have bargained for this to happen. But he wouldn't complain. Far from it.

Heero pulled Duo close and his hands petted with slow movements over his back. Taking deep breaths, both bodies snuggled together. For Heero nothing else remained but to notice that his counterpart was just as aroused as himself. He smiled into the kiss at this realisation.

For one second he was asking himself why Duo had bitched at him before if he seemingly wasn't repelled by him. But before Heero could even try to search for an answer to this he got distracted by Duo. Who had angled his right leg and was now rubbing his knee at Heero's hip. Every rational thought in Heero's brain bid its farewell and left.

Still joined in the deep kiss that was only shortly halted when one of them badly needed oxygen, Heero moved a bit so that Duo stood with his back to the work space. Trying to permit more footing for Duo. With his left hand he got a grip on Duo's ass and held the braided man with his arm. Duo's leg wound even more around Heero. His foot stroked along Heero's tight ass from behind. Even if it seemed impossible their bodies got closer and closer.

They could have stayed in this position for hours whilst their tongues fought the silent duel and Heero contentedly recognised that Duo tasted like tiramisu all over.

Slowly his second hand started to explore the front of Duo, tried to sneak between their spooned bodies; meanwhile his other hand still groped Duo's adorable ass. Heavy breathing and sighing filled the kitchen.

But as Heero's hand reached the button of Duo's pants, the other one gasped again, let go of Heero's head and broke the kiss. He even pulled his leg back on the ground. Heero almost sighed in frustration, but then he realized that Duo had seated himself on the edge of the counter. His head was leaning against one of the cupboards as if trying to find support. His arms and legs were spread wide, inviting Heero for another deep embrace.

For a split second all Heero could do was inhale this beautiful picture of Duo. He saw strands of Duo's hair hanging tousled in his flushed face and recognized the longing gaze from Duo, inviting him to yet another embrace. It would have taken a saint to withstand this alluring picture and Heero was anything but.

With a fast move he stepped close to the braided man again. Their heads were now at the same height. Heero didn't need to bend down to kiss Duo's mouth. As if they had never done anything else, his lips found Duo's again and started their intensive tongue match anew.

Duo twined his legs around him, crossed his feet at Heero's back and pressed their groins extremely close together. In the meantime Duo's right hand took a hold of Heero's hair and tousled it. His other hand wormed itself under Heero's arm towards his back and started to stroke up and down on Heero's spine.

If Heero had been able to think straight he would have been aware of the fact that he never had been in such an incredibly hot situation before. And he enjoyed every second of it. This was most definitively the best kiss of his life!

Meanwhile their tongues were still dancing. Duo's touches created hot shivers on Heero's back. Heero had one of his arms wound around Duo; held the upper parts of their bodies close. He sneaked with his other hand under the t-shirt of the braided man. He stroked luxuriously over the flat stomach, thumbs playing with the navel of his would be lover. After that he started once more an expedition over Duo's soft skin, skimmed his ribcage and wandered higher and higher.

As Heero swiftly grazed over one erect nipple, the other man shivered in his arms. Encouraged by this reaction, he rolled it between his thumb and index finger. Duo broke their kiss and moaned loudly, while he fastened his legs even tighter around Heero.

Heero played again with the nipple. Every touch made Duo moan. The chin of the braided man relaxed now on Heero's shoulder, offering his throat for Heero to kiss. Heero's tongue explored each and every inch of this delicious skin while his nipple rubbing fingers caused Duo to moan constantly. The breathy sounds of the braided man were shallower with every second. His grip on Heero's hair was almost painful.

Heero was lost in their intensive game. He was close to explosion, but he didn't want this feeling to stop. Ever. He rubbed his adamant erection suggestively against Duo's groin. That caused Duo to claw even harder onto him.

Suddenly a door closed with a loud crack. They both froze for a moment. Heero could hear their stentorian ragged breathing and the pounding of his heart while he strained to listen to the fast steps in the hall. Suddenly he realized what they were doing in public. The steps reached the kitchen door and then, departing it, headed in the direction of the exit.

Heero exhaled relieved. He hadn't known how pent-up he had been in the last seconds. And he noticed that Duo relaxed in his arms too. Heero bent his upper body a little bit and looked Duo deep into his beautiful amethyst eyes. Carefully he shoved one strand of hair out of his counterpart's face. "That was a close call," he said with a nearly out of character smile on his face. "Could we go on with this in a place less public?"

Duo looked a bit puzzled because of this question. Quickly Heero smacked a soothing kiss on the tip of Duo's nose. "It's like living in a goldfish bowl if we stay here. I think my heart won't be able to take the excitement of almost getting caught again. But it would be a pity to stop now, wouldn't it?"

Heero held his breath after his question. Now it would become clear if this absolutely amazing kiss would lead to something more or if Duo would act hostile again; now that they both could think clearly again.

The braided man looked over Heero for nearly an eternity. But to Heero's great relief he nodded suddenly. Duo unlocked his legs from their clutch – something Heero really regretted – and jumped from the work desk. "Follow me," was all he said, then he took Heero by his hand and guided him towards the kitchen door.

Cautiously they both took a look into the hall, apparently none of them wanted to get caught. Heero felt like a teenager, as he was dragged up the stairs while Duo still held his hand. He hadn't felt like that for a long time.

At the end of the staircase Duo directed him to the left. Their steps got faster, apparently it wasn't only Heero who wanted to proceed as soon as possible. Every fibre in his body screamed for Duo to touch him again. And every second they had to wait felt like an eternity.

Finally Duo had reached his destination. He opened one of the doors and dragged Heero with him. They barely were inside of the room when the braided man closed the door and caught Heero into a tight embrace. His lips searched for Heero's mouth. The kisses that followed soon after weren't as hot and desperate as the ones in the kitchen but no less demanding.

They were both interlocked into a tight embrace as they stumbled slowly towards the general direction of the bed. Heero picked impatiently at Duo's T-shirt. Trying to free him out of it and shoving that annoying piece of cloth higher and higher, he bared the well formed chest. Duo opened the embrace for a second and with Heero's help they managed to get rid of the shirt and throw it away.

After that Duo started to bare Heero's chest too. Impatiently he fumbled with the buttons of Heero's shirt. Heero cursed his own choice of clothing. A normal t-shirt would have been so much easier. He was tempted to just rip this annoying piece of cloth to shreds, but instead he just helped Duo to open all of the buttons. Finally he could peel off the bothersome piece of clothing and took Duo into the tight embrace again.

The sensation of smooth skin pressed against his was almost indescribable. Duo was so warm and soft and Heero's hands palmed Duo's back admiringly. Their upper bodies were pressed so close together not even a stamp would have fit in between.

Duo's hands stroked over Heero's back too. Suddenly he shoved one into Heero's pants and began to knead his ass. Heero shivered and moaned. His cock attracted attention to it once more. And he was almost certain that Duo had a similar problem. It was high time that they lost the rest of the clothing too!

Heero's hands sneaked between their bodies and bustled with Duo's belt. Their tongues still fought their never ending kissing war while they stumbled towards the inviting bed. Duo, who had walked backwards, arrived first and just dropped on it. Heero knelt on the bed and erratically tried to open Duo's pants.

Finally he managed to open all the closures. Duo chuckled low while he raised his pelvis, allowing Heero to jerk off his jeans and his underwear in one single movement. Meanwhile Duo managed to get rid of his socks.

And after that Heero's dream man lay naked and fully erect in front of him. He had to swallow hard and noticed that his own pants were much too tight. Duo looked at him with a lustful gaze as Heero shed the rest of his clothes.

As this most important task was finally finished, Heero crawled on the bed and was welcomed there by Duo with open arms. He laid himself on the braided man and was again imprisoned into a tight embrace. Their lips met and Heero rubbed his groin against Duo's. He wouldn't withstand for much longer.

Duo spread his legs and Heero slid in between. His movements and his touches became more and more urgent. He pressed one hand between their sweaty bodies and started to stroke both cocks up and down. He couldn't hold on any longer. Soon he would…..

An almost scary thought made him wince and Heero stopped his movements at once. Duo looked at him inquiringly while gasping for air.

"Do you… Do you have condoms?" articulated Heero the more than important question that had come to his mind.

Duo looked at him glass-eyed. It took some moments until he could comprehend the question – at least so it seemed. Then Duo shook his head. "No. Why, don't you have any?" Heero could almost hear panic in Duo's voice. Duo bit nervously on his lips.

Frustrated Heero boxed into the mattress. "Fuck no! I haven't! I couldn't have anticipated that something like this would happen." With sheer willpower he was able to roll away from Duo, even if his whole body protested. Heavily breathing he just lay next to the braided man and cursed his fate.

'Damn! Damn! Damn! Damn! Why oh why am I not prepared?' Heero asked himself. 'Because you haven't had anybody in months and you wanted to lay your love life on ice until after your exams. That's why! And now live with it!' was Heero's inner voice response.

Heero hissed in frustration. This couldn't be true. He was so close to having sex with Duo… But no matter how aroused he was and no matter how hot this little fling between him and Duo was, there were certain things Heero would never ever do. And to have unsafe sex with a virtual stranger, someone he only knew for a mere two hours was on the top of that list. Never! He wasn't that suicidal. But nevertheless, Heero was close to screaming out of frustration.

"Fuck!" Duo commented.

Heero held his upper body up on one of his elbows and looked down at the braided man. Duo's face also radiated sheer frustration. With his free hand Heero started to pet Duo's beautiful body once more. "Oh well. I think we could try to…" he started his sentence while his hand moved deeper and deeper, reaching Duos groin. Duo quivered. "…do all the things that are safe." Finished Heero and kissed his counterpart affectionately on the tip of the nose.

Duo looked at him questionably and Heero answered this with, "Or are you prepared to go to the living room and ask Quatre and Trowa if they could lend us some?"

Suddenly all the tension vanished from Duo's face. His chest rose up and down in quick succession while his wonderful contagious laughter filled the air. Heero thought about the faces Quatre and Trowa would draw if they went on with this maddening plan. But no matter how funny this picture would be, Heero didn't want to go that low. Quatre would still banter about it 30 years from now.

Heero felt the vibrations of the laughter under his stroking hand. He bowed down to kiss Duo. "Let's be content with petting," he suggested, before his lips devoured the exquisite mouth under him.

They were close together again in no time. The break had cooled down the heat of their love game a bit, or so it seemed. But as they were kissing deeper and deeper and stroking each other with vehemence, Heero was quite certain that the former level would be reached again soon enough.

Suddenly Duo stopped to move, he broke the kiss and said, "Wait! Perhaps I have something…" with these words he wiggled himself out of Heero's embrace and bent down over the edge of the bed. It looked as if he wanted to reach one of the bottom drawers of his night stand.

Heero's mouth practically watered at the sight of Duo's naked back. Not only did the braided man have the most alluring ass Heero had ever seen, he also had a most interesting tattoo in the middle of his back. The contrast of the black ink on Duo's fair skin aroused Heero exquisitely. He was rock hard in no time at all. Curious he sat up on the bed and bent his head in that direction. He wanted to examine the tattoo more closely. It resembled a black sun, approximately 10 centimeters in diameter. Twelve angled rays emanated from the center. Heero's finger softly traced over the sun. He was so caught up in his view that he had totally forgotten why Duo was bending over and what he was searching for.

In the meantime Duo knelt close to the edge and bent hazardously deep down while he was rummaging in one of the drawers. With this he offered an even more arousing sight for his would be lover. Heero nearly growled with desire. Such an alluring ass shouldn't be allowed to wiggle that much. He licked his chops. This was most definitely torture. And he enjoyed every second of it.

Finally Duo finished his search. "Ha, I knew it!" cried Duo in triumph. Heero saw Duo looking over his shoulder and smiling at him. The smile transformed into a big victorious grin as Duo threw two items in Heero's direction.

Heero recognized at once what these items were and his libido danced with glee. So they would have sex today. YAY!

With verve Heero groped Duo's hips and pulled him back on the bed. Duo landed on all fours but he didn't move, just waited for the things Heero had planned.

Heavily breathing Heero bowed over the back of his partner. Carefully he shoved the tousled braid away. After that he lowered his lips on the alluring tattoo. Slowly and thoroughly his tongue stroke on every ray. The body under him shivered with every soft touch.

Without looking, Heero reached for one of the items and unscrew the tube with lube. After that he squeezed a great amount of the cool gel in his hand and coated his fingers well with it. He kneeled on the side of the braided man, his tongue still dancing over Duo's back, while he slowly guided his fingers to Duo's entrance. He hardly could wait to take Duo but he didn't want to rush things.

Sorry, but I had to cut here, or I would run into a not allowed lemon.

For all of you who are not old or mature enough to read the missing parts at "mediaminer . org", be assured that the two have hot and steamy sex.

Completely sated, Duo fell on the mattress. With his last remaining strength, Heero got rid of the condoms. After that he gathered Duo into his arms. The other man was already sleeping. Carefully Heero arranged Duo's head on his shoulder then he yielded to sleep too. He would never let go of Duo ever again, Heero swore before sleep took over.

Trowa and Quatre were kissing the time away in the living room when the door was opened most forcefully and an outraged Wufei stormed into the room.

"Did anyone of you see Maxwell or Heero?" he asked harshly.

Quatre looked up astonished, "No, they aren't here. Why do you ask?"

"Because I saw what they did to my kitchen. The dishes are not done yet and the dishwater is cold already. I'm accustomed to Maxwell and his antics. But your friend made a solid impression to me. Why did they stop without being finished? Injustice!" Wufei snorted.

"Perhaps they argued again and walked away because of it?" Quatre presumed.

But Trowa shook his head. "We would have heard that. Besides, I don't think that the kitchen would have survived another quarrel between those two. For sure they would have been throwing dishes, they were that agitated."

"So, where are they?" Wufei asked. "I knew it wasn't a good idea to let those two work together. I only hope that they don't kill each other…" Just in that moment the three men in the living room could hear a dampened cry, followed by some more distinctive noises. Wufei blushed at once.

Quatre giggled. "This doesn't sound like killing."

"Quite the contrary," Trowa confirmed.

Wufei was baffled. "But why did they quarrel so much, and spoil our lunch? Injustice!"

"Foreplay?" Trowa presumed with a sigh.

Quatre nodded in agreement. "It seems as if we were witnesses to a very strange courting."

"We should bargain for more trouble with those two," Wufei predicted. Trowa and Quatre couldn't disagree with this.

The end.

At least for this little fic. But be assured there are two sequels to this and I start to translate the next 'A love less ordinary'. In that you learn the reasons for Duo's attitude and what becomes of Duo and Heero.