PART FOUR

Heero knew he was going to lose it as soon as he walked into the Library.

Wufei looked incredible - he was dressed in a tight blue tank-top and loose jeans that rode low on slender hips. His dark hair was loose, a cascade of black silk falling around his shoulders, showing tantalizing glimpses of his face. He was standing with Duo toward the back of the room; they were searching through some books as they whispered together.

Zechs was sitting at their usual table. He didn't look much more comfortable than Heero felt at the moment; his light blue eyes were roaming over his younger lover's body with blatant hunger in their depths. He glanced up when Heero approached, and stopped the younger boy before he sat down.

"Don't bother. This table isn't going to work out - if you know what I mean?"

Heero gave him a slightly questioning look.

"I mean, I think we need a table back in one of the corners. Preferably a dark, sheltered corner. What do you think?" And he looked back toward the two boys who were having a friendly argument over who saw a certain book first.

"I agree," was Heero's solemn reply.

Zechs snickered. "He really has got you mesmerized, doesn't he? I didn't believe Duo at first; I never thought you'd be interested in anybody."

Heero just shrugged. He couldn't explain why Wufei attracted him when no one else did. He just... just did. That was all.

And it was all that mattered to Heero.

Wufei was his.

If he could make it through a study evening of look-but-don't-touch, perhaps he'd finally tell him so.

Damn, math was hard.

Wufei hated it. Always had.

It didn't help that he had skipped from school to school to school for so many years; he'd barely start learning one thing before he'd be yanked out of that class and shoved into another, where they were learning something entirely different.

He usually managed to scrape by with a passing grade, but now he wanted it to be different. He wanted to stay with Aunt Li, and he had a suspicion that his grandfather would just love to use poor grades as an excuse to take him back and send him on the Roller-coaster Relative Ride again.

Not going to happen.

Not if he could help it.

Luckily for him, Heero and Zechs had turned out to be Math whizzes; it should have been lucky for Duo, too, who's grades were about on the same level as his own, but the braided idiot usually just laughed and said he'd study later - then dragged Zechs off to some back room of the Library and wasn't seen again until closing time.

Wufei could already see the desire to do exactly that growing in Duo's expressive violet eyes. Usually, he'd be tempted to tease him over it.

This evening, he was wishing his friend would hurry up and drag the blond away...

...because, despite the fact that he did need to work on his final math Project, he was still determined to find out, once and for all, if Heero liked guys.

His carefully planned outfit hadn't had any effect that he could see; Heero had greeted him as calmly as ever and proceeded to start in on the math problems he had to learn.

Not exactly what he'd had in mind.

So, he'd just have to come up with something else! He had a brain, a fairly good one - he could do this! He bent over the math problems, doing the easier ones to buy himself some thinking time. As usual, when he was doing any sort of math, the eraser of his pencil became oddly attracted to his lips - for the life of him, he couldn't remember not to suck or chew on the tiny bit of rubber. He started to put the pencil down for now -

- until he noticed Heero staring at him, his eyes taking on a slight glaze.

Interesting.

"Hey, Zechs, you wanna go get a drink?" Duo asked innocently.

"Are you done with those problems?" the blond asked, not looking up from his own work.

Duo immediately started pouting. "Yeah, so what?! I havta finish these before you'll walk to a snack machine with me?"

Zechs peered at him teasingly through white-blond bangs. "It's never just a walk with you, koi."

Duo preened. "I know. So, you wanna?"

"Of course!" Zechs closed his book and got up, strolling toward the little room where hungry Library patrons were allowed to eat and drink. Duo darted after him, wrapping himself around him and yanking him between the Almanac shelves about halfway there.

"Baka..." Heero said disparagingly, rolling his eyes.

Wufei snickered. "At least he knows what he wants."

"That's always a good thing," Heero agreed, his eyes taking on a gleam that made Wufei's heart start pounding. He forced himself not to react beyond a small smile, and bent back over his paper.

...allowing the pencil to just wander innocently back to his lips.

Yup. Definitely made Heero squirm.

Good sign!

He finished the problem he was working on, aware of Heero's eyes boring holes into him the whole time, and moved on to the next one. Ugh, this one was tougher... he'd have to take his concentration off of his crush if he wanted to actually get it done. Well, a moment of actual schoolwork shouldn't hurt anything. He settled down to studying the problem, and absent-mindedly began to suck on the eraser.

The next thing he knew, the table was skittering sideways and a hard body was smashing into his, lifting him completely out of his chair and carrying him back behind the shelves. He was slammed against the wall and had just enough time to see Heero staring at him wildly before lips were devouring his, a thumb slipping up to pry his own lips open and then there was a tongue in his mouth, hot and wet and almost desperate in its exploration.

Oh, so Heero did like boys, too!

Wufei's brain cheered happily, while his arms slid up and wrapped themselves around Heero's neck, fingers sliding through the messy brown hair to try and pull the other boy even closer. He vaguely realized that he should be moaning, but Heero was swallowing every sound that came out of his mouth, his lips still firmly against Wufei's, his tongue coaxing the other boy's into playing along.

Wufei didn't mind.

He didn't mind the hands that were stroking his hair, either, or the way they moved further down to skim over his back, or even further, to do things that had to be illegal to the back of his jeans. He just leaned back and enjoyed it. He didn't protest at all until Heero lifted his mouth.

The protest was pretty short; Wufei was stunned into silence by the look of raw hunger in those blue eyes.

"...mine," Heero whispered.

Wufei blinked at him.

Heero gave a half-growl and hands were grabbing him again, pulling his head sideways and gripping his shoulder while a hot, wet tongue traced its way down his neck. Wufei shuddered and his arms slid around Heero's back, the motion causing another growl to vibrate against his skin. He moaned, very softly -

- then Heero's hand was muffling a yelp when teeth bit into his neck, just at the spot where it met his shoulder. Heero licked the spot apologetically, then his warm lips covered it and he began a fierce suction.

It hurt! Wufei strangled down another yelp and began to writhe, his hands coming up to pull weakly at Heero's hair. He didn't understand how it could be so painful and yet turn his knees to water at the same time. He just wanted to melt against Heero and let the other boy hold him up.

So he did.

Heero growled against his throat again, a pleased rumbling noise. The hands on his head and shoulder slipped around to hold him tightly against Heero's firm body, while that heated mouth never stopped. If Wufei had any last lingering traces of doubt, the firm bulge he could now feel pressed against him erased them. He moaned again and arched his back, pressing against Heero in return.

The mouth stopped for a second, a surprised puff of air stinging against his throat. Then Heero gave the tortured skin one last lick and lifted his head, gazing down into Wufei's dazed eyes with a look of smug satisfaction.

"Mine," he said again, very firmly. His fingers traced the spot on Wufei's neck; if it was anything like it felt, Wufei realized he must have the world's largest love bite.

Heero had marked him!

...that was kind of ...nice.

"Heero..." he wasn't sure what he wanted to say, so when the blue eyes swung up from the mark to meet his own, he just tugged the boy back down for another kiss. Kissing was nice, too. Very nice.

"Ow!" Heero said sharply, at the exact time that Wufei sensed something flying toward them and heard a sharp 'thwack!'. He looked up to see Heero rubbing the side of his head, glaring down the aisle.

Wufei turned bright red when he saw Duo and Zechs smirking at them. Duo gave him a thumbs-up, while Zechs pointed to the floor.

Both of them looked down to see a small, shiny metal tube and a travel pack of hand wipes, held together with a rubber band.

When they looked back up, their friends were gone.

"Baka..." Heero muttered, letting go of Wufei long enough to scoop up the little package. "Not here..."

Wufei stared at the two items in Heero's hand. "They... those are for..."

"Duo's the type to never leave home without them," Heero grumbled, tucking the things into his pocket.

Wufei frowned. "Do you... I mean, don't you want to..."

"Here?" Heero asked, looking around in surprise.

Wufei flushed red again. "No... I mean, well... I wouldn't mind - if it's you... as long as it's you..." Anything else he was going to say was swallowed up in a mind-searing kiss.

Heero lifted his head a good five minutes later. "Have you ever done this before?" he asked, tapping the pocket he'd put the stuff into.

Wufei shook his head. "No - have you?"

"No... but I know what I'm doing, don't worry. I'm just not sure this is the right place to..."

"Of course it isn't!" A voice hissed at them; they jerked around, but there was no one there.

"Duo?!"

"Yeah, shut up! I picked the lock on the Librarian's lounge room, and gave them some links to book-sale sites! You've got an hour and a half, easy!"

Wufei finally spotted the amused violet eyes, watching him from between the books on the next shelf over. "Should we thank him or kill him?" he whispered to Heero, nodding in the direction of those eyes.

"Both," Heero sounded vaguely amused, "but later." He took firm hold of Wufei's arm and started pulling him out of the aisle, toward the hall.

Wufei offered no objections.

The lounge door was, indeed, open; a moment later and it was shut and locked again.

With two boys on the inside.

Heero took the precaution of jamming a chair under the doorknob; then he tackled Wufei onto the couch. Another brief, whispered, "mine!" and he was yanking the tank top off of the boy.

Wufei helped him rather eagerly. As soon as his hands were free, he was fighting the buttons on Heero's own shirt. They didn't seem to want to open, either that or his hands were shaking. He scowled and tried to concentrate.

Wasn't easy, since Heero had just discovered the joy of playing with nipples.

Damn, that felt good...!

So did the hand that was wandering down his stomach to cup him through his jeans.

Wufei's efforts to get Heero's clothes off of him increased. Rather violently. The last two buttons went flying across the room to 'ping!' against the wall.

Heero didn't seem to mind. He was apparently just as focused on getting rid of Wufei's jeans. Only he was having better luck; Wufei felt the fabric sliding down his legs, taking his boxers along. The look in Heero's eyes changed from possessive to predatory.

Wufei shivered.

He really, really liked that look.

Heero sat still for a long moment, just letting his eyes feast on the sight beneath him. Wufei was cute in his clothes... but he was gorgeous of them! He could just stay right here forever, and stare at him, and be perfectly happy.

"Heero..." Wufei whispered, squirming and blushing slightly. Slim bronze hands started to pick at the buttons to his own jeans, and Heero snapped out of his daze.

There was a reason he couldn't sit there staring, after all - he was so hard it was starting to hurt.

He got up and slid out of his jeans and his own underclothes, taking only a second to retrieve the package Duo had given him. He used to think it was ridiculous, the way his friend was always trying to 'educate' him about what he should and shouldn't do if he ever found himself in a situation like this. He'd told that baka, over and over and over again, that he didn't like people and he'd probably never find someone he wanted to do this with, so all his instructions were pointless.

Now he realized he'd have to do something special for Duo - credit where credit was due, after all. Maybe he'd buy him that Java-Chip ice cream that no one else would let him have... yeah, and then turn him loose on Zechs, after supplying him with some of the same stuff he was holding now!

He glanced back at Wufei, who was glaring at him with a definite 'hurry-up!' look in those dark eyes, and completely forgot that Duo was on the face of the earth. He wanted Wufei, and he wanted him now...

Wufei decided he liked Heero in pouncing mode.

The kisses were really good, too.

So was the hand that was wrapping around his erection, and the slippery fingers sliding back between his legs - man, Heero was fast, Wufei hadn't even seen him open the lube! Not that he cared right now; he wanted him to hurry faster! He was going to explode... soon...

Luckily, Heero didn't seem to be in the mood to wait. His mouth was against Wufei's neck again, giving the love-bite an affectionate lick, moving up to suck on his earlobe, to whisper a brief apology for going so quickly but he couldn't help it.

"S'all right!" Wufei half-slurred the words, his hands exploring every bit of Heero's back and ass that he could reach. "Not going too fast, go faster!"

Heero gave another of those possessive little growls, and the finger that had been gently exploring his entrance was suddenly inside him. Wufei arched helplessly at the feeling, his heart pounding and his groin tightening further. Gods, Heero was going to drive him insane before this was over!

The hand around him began to squeeze and stroke rhythmically, like Heero was trying to distract him - but Wufei didn't want to be distracted yet. He knew it was supposed to hurt, but so far it was a mixture of strange and good. Nothing to distract him over... and Heero was going to push him over the edge that much faster.

But no way was he going to ask him to stop!

The finger inside of him was suddenly two fingers - it burned a little, and he gasped. Heero's mouth was suddenly over his, a deep and searching kiss that took his mind off the burn, and that other hand was driving him insane, and the scissoring motion didn't matter, didn't matter... who cared about the sudden pain that three fingers brought? Not him, never!

Especially not when they brushed against a spot inside him that made him yelp and nearly toss Heero off of him, he arched so hard. Lights exploded behind his eyes and if Heero's hand hadn't gripped him just so, he would have come right then.

"I thought... you never did this before!" he managed to gasp, staring at the other boy.

"I said I knew what I was doing," was the smug reply.

Wufei considered smacking him, but it didn't seem worth the effort. "Then keep doing it!" he demanded instead.

Heero smiled an absolutely evil smile; Quatre and Duo would have been shaking in their shoes but Wufei just smiled back.

Then his eyes went impossibly wide as Heero shifted and started to push inside him.

That hurt.

Badly.

But Heero was mumbling softly in his ear, gentle words and sounds that didn't make sense but were soothing, anyway. The hand on his cock was stroking and teasing him, and he fought to just breathe. Just relax and breathe.

Heero didn't stop until he was fully sheathed inside him; then they both lay completely still, waiting for him to adjust.

Heero's blood was singing in his veins - finally, finally, Wufei was his! Under him, around him, warm and tight and he wanted to move, badly, but he wasn't going to hurt his love. He could wait - gods knew he'd waited long enough for this! He could stand a few minutes of bliss while Wufei's body got used to having him inside.

It had better get used to it; he wanted to do this again and again and again, and have Wufei do it to him, and then there were other things he wanted to do. Wanted Wufei in his mouth, and to be in Wufei's pretty mouth, and wanted to just touch him and hold him and kiss him forever...

"Move."

Huh? Heero blinked down at Wufei, who was gazing back almost desperately.

"Move, Heero, please please move, now!" The shorter boy began to writhe beneath him, sending amazing sensations through him, tingles of pleasure along his spine and he obeyed.

Hot, and tight, and moving was even better than being still. He forgot about not hurting Wufei; his thrusts became hard and desperate but the boy beneath him was pleading for him to go faster, harder, so it couldn't be hurting him very much.

He obeyed the breathless pleas, letting his hips push in and out of the willing body as quickly as they wanted to. He knew he was speeding toward his climax, and there was no way he was going there alone. The hand he had wrapped around Wufei tightened, stroking him in an alternate rhythm to his thrusts. He smiled when Wufei choked on a gasp, and then pushed the boy even further by changing his angle, slamming into his prostate with every forward motion.

Wufei nearly screamed.

Heero managed to muffle it with another kiss, twining his tongue around Wufei's and pulling it into his own mouth, suckling at it gently.

That was apparently all the stimuli Wufei could take - his body tightened around Heero, the legs around his thighs, the arms around his shoulders, and that tight little ass all squeezing hard. He felt hot wetness flood over his hand and then his own climax was ripping through him, so hard it made his vision darken and then he was slumping over Wufei with one last soft gasp.

"...mine."

Wufei struggled not to fall asleep, stroking the brown hair that was nestled against his shoulder, Heero's hot breath fanning across his collarbones.

Gods, that was fun.

He was going to be so sore, but that was fun!

Heero stirred, and sat up, easing out of him. Wufei winced slightly, and Heero dropped an apologetic kiss on the corner of his mouth.

"Mine?"

"You keep saying that..."

"I know. I want you to answer."

Wufei lifted a hand and twirled a strand of Heero's hair around his fingers. He knew the answer, but he wasn't above some teasing. "I don't know..."

Heero growled.

Wufei snickered. "Are you mine?"

"Of course!" Heero's blue eyes were intense.

"All right, then," Wufei conceded, smiling. "I'm yours."

Hm, devoured again. He could really get used to these kisses. "I'm glad you do like boys," he said, when he was finally allowed to speak again.

"No, I don't."

"What?!" Wufei sat up, staring.

"I don't like boys. I don't like girls. I just like you."

"Oh." Wufei paused for a moment, then smiled softly. "All right, then. But don't scare me like that!" He paused. "Wait - you were dating Relena... weren't you?"

"Relena?!" Heero spat the name out like it was something nasty. "No! She just wouldn't leave me alone! and I think she's planning on attacking again, she's getting that look in her eyes..."

Wufei frowned. "Let her try."

Heero actually grinned. "So you're possessive, too?"

"Of course," Wufei sniffed, "why do you think I like you so much?"

Heero snickered.

"That is the scariest sound I have ever heard," said a voice outside the door. "C'mon guys, get moving! The Librarians are almost done with their web-surfing, they'll be wandering back this way soon!"

Heero sighed, opened the wipes, then started picking up clothes, handing Wufei his and watching almost sadly as the other boy got dressed. Wufei shouldn't be allowed to wear clothes, it was a crime to cover that body up...

"C'mon!" Duo whispered desperately, rattling the doorknob. "They're coming this way!"

Wufei and Heero exchanged wild looks, scrambling completely into their clothes and then Heero jerked the door open.

To find Duo laughing his head off, while Zechs stood nearby, grinning.

And both Assistant Librarians were still at the front counter, hunched over the computer.

Duo violated every rule the Library had about silence when Heero grabbed for him.

~owari~