Warnings: shonen ai, yaoi, bad language, possible lime/lemon in the future
Spoilers: none; AU
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4/34
Notes: THIS CHAPTER HAS CITRUS! IF YOU DO NOT LIKE IT THAN DO NOT READ IT! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Chapter 5
"I'll talk to you later Kat!" Duo waved goodbye as he dropped Quatre off at home.
"Same time tomorrow morning Duo, and don't be late!" Quatre reminded his best friend as he walked into his house.
Duo was dropping Quatre off at home after the first 'successful' day of music camp, as Quatre called it.
'Successful my ass,' Duo thought to himself.
FLASHBACK
The day had taken a turn for the worse after their lunch break. The lunch was good, and the company wasn't that bad to begin with, but after a few minutes of watching each other eat, Heero and Duo were going insane, and with matching bulges in their pants to prove their lust for one another. Both were stealing glances at each other through the whole meal, and both were a little clumsy for their efforts. Duo knocked over his glass of water while trying to sneak a glance at Heero, and Heero dropped a couple of pieces of sushi while raising the food to his mouth and not looking at what he was doing.
Trowa and Quatre both noticed their friend's clumsiness and looked at each other with knowing smirks. The conversation continued between Quatre and Trowa, but Duo didn't say much while trying to gaze at the Greek God, 'I guess Japanese God' Duo thought, sitting across from him. Heero, being himself, didn't add much to the conversation at all.
After lunch they all returned to camp and split back up into their own respective sections. It helped Duo that they weren't sitting across from each other any longer, but now he was sitting right next to Heero and he couldn't help but want to touch him. He would put his arms way out to his sides and take up more room than necessary with his legs so he could brush up against Heero, he was driving Duo insane; Heero was just one big, hot, sexy distraction.
Heero wasn't fairing much better. He noticed Duo's actions to try and make contact with him, yet he did nothing to stop it, in fact, aiding in their own little game of constant touching; sometimes putting his arm behind the back of Duo's chair to touch his long silky chestnut locks. It was nothing too noticeable, just a brush on the tips of his fingers. Duo didn't seem to notice, or if he did, he didn't bother to stop the action. None of the other guys in the room seemed to notice their strange behavior.
Duo and Heero's torture ended only when all of the sections, boys and girls, came together at the end of the day for the last hour and a half of camp rehearsal to sing the men's and women's pieces, the reason being they didn't have to stand next to each other.
END FLASHBACK
'Such delicious torture' Duo thought as he pulled into his parking spot in the car garage of his apartment building. He was happy to be home, especially since his arousal was becoming more and more noticeable by the second.
He walked into his second floor apartment and dropped all his stuff by the door, coat backpack, and all and walked straight to his bathroom and started a warm, relaxing shower. "I need it after a day like this." He sighed to himself.
As the water warmed up he undressed, pulling his shirt over his head and slowing striping off his pants, careful not to touch his aching erection. He stepped right out of his pants and tented boxers, having kicked his shoes off at the door, and got into his steaming shower.
He pulled his hair over one shoulder and took the band off the end, throwing it over the shower curtain to land somewhere on the bathroom floor. Duo slowly ran is fingers through his hair, letting the mass of silky brown locks saturate with water.
Duo is very fond of his hair, and he takes very good care of it. Not only does he like his hair but also he finds his hair very sensitive when touched or played with. He lets the mass down every now and then just to feel the lovely locks tease and whisper across his skin; like a lover with a sensitive touch but the playfulness of an imp. It is very rare that he lets others touch his hair and he never lets it down for others.
'I can't believe I let Heero, of all people, touch my hair today.' Duo continued on with his shower, lathering up his hair with his favorite honey and almond scented shampoo, followed by the matching conditioner. 'I mean, I didn't ask for him to touch my hair, but when he still did it, I did nothing to stop him. I loved him touching my hair, if only for a moment.' Duo lathered up his washcloth and started to bathe himself, or course with thoughts of the Japanese man in mind. He slowly drug the washcloth over his body, his breath catching when he drug the ruff cloth over his sensitive nipples.
He kept teasing himself, slowly stirring his half hard erection into an almost painful ache he dropped the cloth and took a hold of his throbbing cock and gave a couple of slow tortuous strokes. Duo leaned back against the cold tiled wall of his shower, not able to hold himself up on such unsteady legs while he pumped his erection faster and faster, thoughts of Heero the only thing in his mind.
' Oh God, I want him, I want him so bad. I want him to fuck me, take me; I want to ride him so hard! Oh God if he wants me he could have me any time he wanted, day or night, or afternoon, I don't care!' Duo screamed in his mind envisioning Heero over him, thrusting into him for all he was worth. Holding Duo's hands above his head, and pinning him to a bed. Panting in syncopated rhythm of Heero's thrusts, moaning and whimpering, and gasping the name of his lover.
Duo took two of his sudsy fingers and slowly reached under the hand pumping his weeping cock to tease the puckered ring of muscle that was his entrance. He slowly circled his entrance before sinking two fingers into the second knuckle, throwing his head back and whimpering at the sensation of being filled. He worked the two fingers for a while and slowly added another finger and pushed them in as far as he could, grazing that little spot deep within that sent jolts of pleasure coursing all through his body and coming back to gather in his groin.
"Uhhh…soooo gooood… yessssss" Duo moaned quietly to himself, plunging his three fingers in and out faster and faster to match the tempo of his pumping hand. 'Oh God I can just hear his grunting as he fucks me. Growling and moaning as he takes me.' Duo closed his eyes as he envisioned just that, his moans gaining in volume.
It was one more thrust of his fingers giving his prostate a powerful stroke that sent him into climax, one picture in his mind the whole time.
"Heeeeeroooo! Ahhh…mmmmm…oh god… goooood." Duo slumped down the wall a little more, still working his fingers in and out of his pulsating channel.
After playing with his ass a little more he finally pulled his fingers out and stood up to rinse the conditioner out of his hair. He turned off the rapidly cooling water and toweled off so he could crawl into bed. His mind was so clouded with thoughts and his body was so tired with the stress of the day and his new and loved day fantasy that he went to bed with only a towel around his waist and his damp scented hair spread all over the pillows of his double bed. He drifted off to sleep with this final thought in his head.
' I don't care how much Heero doesn't like me. I'm going to seduce that bastard into my bed within the week.' Duo's smile was nothing short of devious as he fell into a deep, restful sleep.
In a dorm room across town Heero Yuy woke up with a pair of violet bedroom eyes and a writhing sensuous body in his minds eye; not to mention his hand tightly wrapped around his wet, sticky, softening cock. Heero looked down into his lap and sighed to himself as he replayed what happened in his wet dream.
Duo had invited him into his bed, and into himself as well. Heero shivered as he remembered the particular part of his dream when he slid into Duo and hit that spot within him over and over that made him whimper and scream.
' God I need to get a hold of myself. I can't loose sight of what is important, and that fool is not it.' Heero scolded himself as he walked to the bathroom to clean himself off. ' A fool with a tight ass and probably a good fuck.' His subconscious put in.
'Fuck you,' Heero responded to that part of his conscious
'No no, fuck him,' It replied
Heero groaned as he changed and went back to sleep; one thought crossing his mind before he dozed back to sleep.
' I won't get distracted from what is important to me.'
A/N: I hope my lemon/ lime (?) wasn't bad. It was the first one I've written so I hope I didn't just stink up the place. You can probably all see where this is going. Please review and I'll try and update more often. I promise