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Duo was deep in the nightmare again; the flames were coming for him, and this
time no one would rescue him. The flames seemed even more malevolent than
usual, as if they were angry to be denied Duo's death in the fire. In the
dream, Duo searched everywhere for his angel, his Heero, but the smoke was
too thick; he couldn't see. He called out his name, and his arms flailed
everywhere looking for the comforting strength.
Heero burst into Duo's room, ready to kill, adrenaline pumping, cock still
hard and ready to rescue Duo from the invader. But all he saw was Duo,
looking more fragile than ever in the big bed, thrashing around as if
fighting something. Duo was also talking, moaning a single word: "Heero."
Heero stood stunned as he watched Duo writhe, part of his body noting how the
longhaired boy was no longer wearing the t-shirt, and the boxers were pulled
down; and Duo was calling his name! He was asleep, that much was obvious, and
he was having a nightmare.
Heero didn't hesitate any longer; he kneeled on the bed beside Duo and tried
to capture the flailing arms. It wasn't easy; the longhaired boy was stronger
than he looked. Finally, after nearly getting punched twice, Heero succeeded
in pinning Duo's arms to his sides. That allowed him to get closer to the
thrashing boy, and he called Duo's name, in what he hoped was a soothing
manner. Almost immediately, Duo started to calm down, and said, "Heero?" in a
"It's ok, Duo, I'm here," Heero soothed, pulling the other boy closer. Duo
snuggled up to Heero's chest, just like he had in the fire. This seemed to
calm him even more.
"Angel. Heero. You saved me again," Duo whispered against Heero's bare chest,
making shivers go up Heero's spine and reminding him he still had a rock hard
Duo tried to snuggle even closer against him, and Heero tried to keep his
lower body away from the other boy. It wasn't easy.
Suddenly, Heero saw Duo's eyes open wide and stare at him. Apparently
realizing what he was doing, Duo sat bolt upright and back, clutching the
covers to his chest. He stared at Heero, and Heero was afraid to speak.
"I'm sorry," began Duo, unable to tear his eyes away from the half-naked boy
on the bed.
"It's ok," said Heero softly. "Nightmare?"
"It was bad, wasn't it? And you've had it before," Heero guessed, and Duo
confirmed with another nod.
"Can I help?" Heero asked, hoping against hope.
Duo almost said no, but something told him to take a chance. "Hold me?" he
asked, eyes downcast, sure the other boy would refuse.
When Heero didn't answer, Duo looked up miserably, certain Heero would be
angry with him now. But Heero was smiling at him. "No problem," Heero
whispered, and slid closer to Duo on the bed.
Duo looked at Heero, and stopped thinking. Sliding back under the covers, he
pulled back the blanket next to him and said, "Well, what are you waiting
Not bothering to answer, Heero joined Duo under the blanket, and Duo snuggled
up to him once again, putting his head on Heero's strong chest. He sighed and
murmured, "Much better."
Heero held Duo close, almost content with the way the other boy melted into
him. But his arousal had not dissipated, and apparently Duo noticed that as
Duo was far from asleep; he had noticed the large bulge under the blanket and
felt himself harden in response. He began tracing patterns on Heero's flat
stomach with his fingers, thrilling in the way the muscles tensed as Heero
drew in his breath. Duo's fingers traced lower, until they were toying with
the waistband of Heero's boxers.
Heero tried not to moan; this was all so new to him. He didn't know what Duo
was doing; well, yes, he did know, but his mind refused to comprehend it. His
body, though, had no such problem and was yearning for Duo's touch. His hand
came up as if by itself and stroked Duo's hair. Then he let his hand stray
lower, to touch the skin of Duo's smooth back. Duo arched into the touch,
Duo removed his hand from the top of Heero's boxers briefly, and suddenly his
hair was unbound again, flowing down his back in graceful waves. Heero buried
his hand in the chestnut silk, letting it run through his fingers like water.
Duo threw the blanket all the way off Heero, and lightly traced the outline
of Heero's straining arousal through the silky boxers. Heero gasped and
bucked his hips up, wanting more of Duo's touch. Duo smiled; he loved to
reduce strong men to yearning need for him. But there was something more this
time, Duo could feel it. He truly wanted to please Heero. He was dangerously
close to being in love with the blue-eyed boy. And he didn't care. He wanted
to give everything to Heero; body and soul. All of his body. He had always
thought he would know when it was right, and he did. He would give it all to
Heero tonight; all the pleasure he could handle, and finally he would get it
Duo tugged at the waistband of the boxers, eager to touch Heero, and taste
him. He wanted to show Heero how good he was with his mouth; but tonight, he
wouldn't stop there.
Heero raised his hips to allow Duo to take off his boxers, still dazed by the
night's events but not about to question at this point. He looked down at the
gorgeous creature who seemed intent on ravishing him; Duo was looking at his
arousal and licking his lips. Duo looked up, making sure Heero was watching
as he delicately licked, ever so gently, along the length of Heero's
Heero threw his head back and moaned; the sight and the feeling of Duo's
sensuous mouth on his erection was almost too much. He had to ask, breathing
out a tremulous, "Why?" that he wasn't sure Duo had even heard.
But Duo looked up at him through long eyelashes and said, "Because you're
beautiful, and kind, and I... want to. Do you want me to?"
"Oh, god, yes, Duo, I want you to," moaned Heero, but he had to say, "I just,
uh, have never, you know, done this... or anything, before," he admitted.
Duo had suspected that Heero was a virgin, but he was happy to have it
confirmed. "That's ok, Heero, I've never gone all the way either. I was
saving myself. For someone special. And that someone is you. But I know a few
things about it, and I can show you." With that, Duo took Heero's whole
length in his mouth, savoring the clean taste of the untouched flesh. Duo's
talented mouth worked its magic, driving the inexperienced Heero wild.
Duo was using all his skills to keep Heero from coming immediately; he wanted
the other boy to enjoy the experience fully. It wasn't easy, though, because
Heero was already on the edge.
Heero thought he was about to die; never in his life had he imagined such
sensations could exist. To look down and see the sensuous Duo taking his
arousal in his mouth was enough to make him stop breathing; but coupled with
the intense pleasure that mouth was giving him: it was too much. Heero
clutched at the sheets, ripping them. He wanted desperately to touch Duo; but
he was afraid he wouldn't be able to control his strength in his passion, and
he would die before he hurt Duo. He thrust upward helplessly, wanting,
needing more of Duo's hot wet pleasure. All that existed was Duo and what he
was doing to him; nothing else mattered in the world. Heero felt that
tightening again, but a thousand times as intense.
Duo concentrated on giving Heero complete ecstasy, trying to ignore the
throbbing in his own neglected erection. He had never felt this turned on by
anyone before, and knowing that this was finally it, the person he was going
to give himself to, made the anticipation all the more intense. Finally, he
knew that even he wouldn't be able to hold back Heero's climax, and bobbed
his head up and down faster, preparing himself.
Heero was beyond moaning; he was making incoherent sounds and thrashing his
head back and forth. Then it happened; his world exploded; all thought
ceased; unimaginable sensation washed over him and he released his first ever
passion in Duo's waiting mouth.
Duo swallowed every drop of Heero's sweet nectar; no one had ever tasted so
good. Heero pulsed on and on, gasping his name. Finally, he finished; but Duo
was amazed to find Heero was still hard as a rock. Raising his head, he
smiled up at Heero; the other boy was still shaking. Duo climbed up next to
him and kissed him deeply, so Heero could taste himself on Duo's lips. Heero
brought his hands up around Duo's back and held him close.
Finally, they parted, and Heero looked deep into violet eyes. "That was..."
he trailed off, unable to find an appropriate word for what Duo had made him
Duo smiled, thrilled he could give Heero such a feeling. Before, he had
always felt empty after going down on someone, but this time he felt good; he
knew he had given a gift of love. Love? Duo caught himself thinking the word
automatically. He was falling in love.
"Does that mean you liked it?" Duo teased, thinking how adorable Heero looked
right now. Then Heero surprised him, rolling him over onto his back and
pressing him against the bed. Duo looked up at cobalt eyes gone dark with
passion and moaned at Heero's roughness, thrusting his hips up against
"I want more," Heero breathed, and claimed Duo's mouth again. When he
released him, Heero continued, "Show me."
Duo nearly came right then, looking at the promise of passion in that
beautiful face. "Take off my shorts, then," he managed to say.
Heero complied instantly, and Duo's boxers disappeared like a memory. Heero
just gazed at the beautiful boy lying before him. Creamy skin flowed over
lean muscles, begging for his touch. Duo's arousal glistened, rock hard and
trembling under the other boy's eyes. Duo's hair spread around him, and Heero
thought the longhaired boy was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.
Heero once again pressed himself to Duo; but this time there was nothing
between them, and every inch of their hard bodies melted together.
Heero and Duo both gasped as their arousals met; not even Duo had been this
far before. Sweet friction made them both moan as they thrust against each
other in instinct. Heero ran his hands over every inch of Duo he could reach,
and Duo reveled in the way those strong hands made him feel. He ached to
touch Heero with every part of his body.
Duo spread his legs so Heero could get between them, and they continued to
thrust against each other, panting and desperate with need. Duo managed to
say, between kisses, "I want you. Inside me."
Heero moaned; all he wanted was to be as close to Duo as possible, inside
him, touching him forever. But he wanted to be sure. "Are you sure, Duo?"
Heero murmured. "I know you've been saving yourself. Are you sure you want to
give yourself to me?"
Duo forced himself to hold still, and took Heero's face in his hands, looking
deep into the other boy's eyes. "I have been saving myself. For you. I know
Heero let out a breath he hadn't even known he was holding. "And I've been
waiting for you. So let's not wait any longer."
Duo shivered at the thought of what they were about to do, then smiled. "We
need some lube."
Heero frowned for a moment, then disappeared. He returned a minute later with
several items. Duo looked at them and chose one, then explained what to do
with it. Heero listened carefully.
"Are you sure? I don't want to hurt you," Heero worried, torn by the need to
protect Duo and the need to fuck the hell out of him.
Duo lay back and spread his legs invitingly, and said, "I'm pretty sure it
Heero looked down at the longhaired boy offering himself completely to him,
and knew he couldn't resist the invitation. Carefully, following Duo's
instructions, he stretched the other boy, preparing him fully for what lay
ahead. Finally, he had three fingers inside Duo when the other boy arched up
and said, "Oh, god, yes! I'm ready, Heero, take me, please," he continued,
Heero didn't need to be asked twice. He removed his fingers gently, and Duo
whimpered with loss. Duo watched hungrily as Heero applied lube to his
Their eyes met for one more instant; Duo nodded, and opened his legs farther.
Heero positioned himself, pressing the tip of his aching erection at Duo's
Duo moaned; Heero's arousal felt huge against him. He wanted this so badly,
he couldn't think about anything else.
Heero pushed, and just the tip slid inside Duo; the boy's body was impossibly
tight. But Duo didn't seem to be in pain; he was moaning and begging for
more. Heero pushed again, and Duo's muscles gripped his erection, driving all
coherent thought from his brain. Deeper and deeper, tighter and tighter,
Heero entered Duo, and they were virgins no longer.
Duo gasped; he was being filled, stretched, impaled; and it felt incredible.
Heero fit perfectly inside him, filling him completely. There was a slight
pain, but as he relaxed his muscles even that disappeared, leaving only pure
pleasure in being so intimately joined with Heero. Wanting Heero even deeper,
he wrapped his legs around Heero's back.
Heero pushed deeper; finally he felt his thighs against Duo and knew he was
completely inside the longhaired boy. It felt so perfect, so right, so
incredibly tight; it was all he could do to keep from pounding into Duo
immediately. But he could tell that Duo needed time to adjust, so he slowly
lowered himself down and claimed Duo's mouth as he claimed his body.
Duo moaned into Heero's mouth, wrapping his arms around Heero just like his
legs. As he kissed Duo, Heero began making small motions with his hips,
thrusting shallowly in and out of the violet-eyed boy. Duo tightened his grip
on Heero. Slowly, Heero lengthened his strokes, and still he kissed his
lover. Soon, Heero was thrusting in and out nearly fully, and both boys began
to pant as the friction built up and up.
Heero soon found the perfect rhythm, and changed the angle of his thrusts
until Duo was nearly screaming every time he drove himself inside the other
boy. Harder and harder he pounded, building up to a crescendo that pushed Duo
against the headboard.
Duo was lost; his mind was gone, and only the feeling Heero was giving him
remained. Unconsciously, he raised his arms to brace himself against the
headboard as Heero drove into him harder, hitting the perfect spot with each
stroke. Filled, pounded, taken, fucked; words would never describe what Heero
was doing to him, with him, inside him. Stroke after stroke the pleasure
increased; and when Heero, on impulse, reached down to stroke Duo's erection,
the longhaired boy could take no more. Uncaring of the neighbors or the rest
of the world, Duo screamed Heero's name at the top of his lungs, and released
his passion, violently, all over the both of them.
Heero sensed, felt, and heard Duo come; hearing his name screamed in ultimate
ecstasy was as intoxicating as the tightening of Duo's muscles around his
cock. One last stroke was all he could manage; then, with a possessive growl
and one last look at the beauty beneath him, Heero climaxed, throwing his
head back and pumping Duo full of his seed. Even better than the first climax
Duo had given him, Heero's release seemed to last forever; breathing, let
alone thought, impossible for what seemed like hours.
Finally, the tides of passion subsided. Heero collapsed next to Duo,
withdrawing regretfully from his lover's body. Both boys were still out of
breath, and Heero shakily drew a blanket over both of them, because Duo was
trembling. But the longhaired boy was trembling not from the cold, but from
the intensity of the act they had just shared. Though he had wanted to wait
for the act to be one of love rather that lust, he was still amazed at the
depth of feeling that existed between the two of them.
Gazing at Heero from inches away, Duo said the thing he had wanted to say to
someone all his life, and he said it now without regret: "I love you, Heero."
Heero looked at Duo, who he had just met but already felt as if he had known
forever. And he answered, truthfully, "I love you too." Then he gathered the
other boy into his arms, and they drifted off to sleep, secure in the fact
that they had found their soulmates at long last.
And as long as Duo slept in Heero's arms, he never had another nightmare
Continued in Epilogue