Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and the characters are the property of Bandai, Sunrise and some other people. I didn't make any profit writing this.

Warning/Pairing: 1x2x1, bedroom play, extremely vague reference to male genitalia

Touch

I was sitting in the kitchen eating cold pizza and reading the back of a cereal box when I heard the key in the lock and the thump of Heero's duffle as it hit the floor. When he came into the room, I held up my slice as a welcome home offering.

"Yo."

He shook his head but then reached over and grabbed it, taking a bite and then tossing it back on the paper towel I'd been using as a plate.

"Yo yourself."

I started to protest the cavalier treatment of my lunch when my chair was yanked back and I was dragged upward by my shirt. Lips closed over mine and a tongue swiped my mouth with a growl.

I laughed and pulled back. "Oh, that kind of hungry."

The great part about living with Heero is you get benefits. Well, I get benefits anyway. Nobody else better be getting any or there's going to be trouble.

It's all very hush hush of course. Not that I'm ashamed about my sexual preferences, I've always been a come one, come all kind of guy. No, it's mostly all cloak and dagger because we work together and aren't inclined to include outside people in our private business.

It's not that kind of relationship anyway. The huggy bear and kissy face kind. Or the slightly more restrained Barton-Winner kind. No, Heero and I have the 'whoever's bed we happen to be closer to at the moment is the one we'll sleep in' kind. Or the even more complicated, 'stop being a prick, I beat your ass at basketball so it's your turn to do the dishes' kind.

And it's not as simple as friends with benefits because Heero Yuy will always be more than a friend.

Though I did mention the benefits, right?

Pizza forgotten, Heero gripped my shoulders and looked me deeply in the eye. "Duo," I was informed rather desperately. "I haven't touched myself in six days."

I grinned and let him drag me into his bedroom. "Long mission, huh? And with Wufei of all people. I guess it would be difficult being on a stakeout with someone that long. A guy does have needs."

He paused in his hopping about the room shedding clothes, to grimace.

"You couldn't do a little sneak action on the side?" I made a discrete jerking motion with my hand.

He snorted and finally got his shirt off, tossing it into the corner of the room. "I couldn't jack off in the shower, that's disgusting."

"Well there's always the toilet." That earned me a filthy look and I coughed back a laugh. "So what you're saying is you're a desperate man."

He threw himself down onto the bed and looked up at me pleadingly. "What I'm saying is, if you don't stop talking and do something, I'm going to cry and you really don't want to see me cry."

I smirked, "Too late, looks to me like you're damn near weeping." I rubbed my thumb over his tip and chuckled when he groaned.

"Duo."

There was a keening quality to his voice that was unusual and part of me enjoyed it while another part didn't like it at all. While it was amusing having Heero be so needy, it was also kind of strange. The world felt a little off kilter.

I leaned forward, kissing him against the pillow and then stood back to take my own clothes off. "Ah well, one good turn deserves another anyway."

He looked at me questioningly and I shrugged. "It's my turn to go on stakeout next month."