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Heero stared at the laptop in disbelief. His new mission directive stared
back at him. He had always thought that he would do anything, any mission
assigned to him, no matter what the danger. But this was... unacceptable. Not
now, not when he had actually admitted to himself how he really felt...
Zechs Marquise sat at his desk, the light from the computer monitor the only
illumination. His azure eyes locked on the image on the screen. He knew it
was irrational, dangerous, obsessive... but he couldn't help himself. He
stared at the latest surveillance pictures of Heero Yuy. He was having the
boy followed, but not for the safety of OZ. Ever since the battle in
Antarctica he couldn't get the teenager out of his mind... those cobalt eyes,
that slim body haunted his dreams. He wanted Heero badly, and Zechs always
got what he wanted. It was just a matter of time.
Dr. J sat cackling at his own computer. He congratulated himself on his
genius. Using the Lightning Count's weakness to get information they
needed... it was just too perfect. He just hoped Heero would be able to carry
through on the mission, and not get some stupid idealistic notion in his head
about love or some such nonsense...
Duo watched Heero across the room. Whatever this new mission was, it was
troubling the other boy. Duo felt he could read Heero pretty well; after all,
it was sort of a hobby of his to stare at the beautiful soldier. Lately,
Heero had been different; he had almost joked a few times and Duo could swear
that Heero was starting to respond to his flirtatious advances. He figured
that Heero, even if he did return Duo's feelings, would have a hard time
showing it, or acting on it. So he hoped, and flirted, and dreamed; he hoped
that someday he could coax Heero out of his shell so he could show him how he
Heero could feel Duo's eyes on him. He was reasonably sure that Duo had
feelings for him; the longhaired boy wasn't exactly subtle. He had finally
managed to admit to himself at least that he had feelings beyond friendship
for Duo. How he was supposed to act on them was another matter; but he
figured that he would come up with a way sooner or later. For some reason he
thought he had time; now, with this mission...
Zechs stared at the images on his screen: a succession of spy shots of the
cobalt-eyed boy. Somehow, he would arrange to meet up with Heero when he was
alone; away from the braided pilot, 02. They did seem to always be together;
Zechs' blood boiled at the thought that there might be something going on
between the two boys. But none of his operatives had been able to confirm
this. He needed to get Heero alone; then he would seduce the boy. At this
point, Zechs no longer cared about the war that separated them; he wanted
only to possess Heero Yuy. He would do anything to get what he wanted.
Staring at the pictures of the boy had aroused him; he slowly unfastened his
pants and slid his hand inside to tease his hard length. He moaned softly,
never taking his eyes off the images on his screen as he pulled his erection
free of his pants, stroking roughly.
He stroked faster, starting to thrust his hips in rhythm. He stared at the
pictures of Heero, swearing as he reached the peak of ecstasy that he would
claim that lithe body. He stroked faster, panting, and he climaxed quickly;
pumping his hot need onto his chest, gasping. Heero would be his.
Dr. J read Heero's confirmation. It had taken 5 minutes for the boy to
confirm, exactly twice as long as it usually did. He smirked; he knew Heero
would do whatever he asked. The boy was trained perfectly; he had seen to
that himself. No romantic notions could possibly be left after his training.
Heero would do what was required.
Duo watched as Heero confirmed his mission, and sat staring at the screen for
a long moment. He decided to break the tension in the room. He jumped off his
bed and bounced over to the cobalt-eyed boy.
"New mission?" he asked as he leaned over, trying to read the screen. He
jumped back as Heero slammed the laptop shut abruptly. But he had seen
enough. "No!" he cried.
Heero glared at Duo; this mission was the last thing he wanted to discuss
with the other boy. "It's not your problem, Duo," he growled.
Duo stood, trying to assimilate what he had seen, trying to remember the
details. He had a photographic memory. It came in handy sometimes. "They want
you to do what?" He demanded, though he already knew the answer.
Heero stood up, facing Duo, eyes blazing, inches from the other boy. "What
does it matter to you what I do? And with whom?"
Duo felt like he had been slapped. He snarled back at Heero, "So you'll just
whore yourself out for J, then, is that it? Have you done this lots of times
before?" Duo couldn't believe he was saying this; his anger was out of
control. All he could think of was Heero in Zechs' arms...
"None of your damn business, Duo," Heero yelled back, shame driving his own
anger, striking back the only way he could think of. "I'm sure you've done
For some reason, this hurt Duo even more. "You think I'm a slut, do you?"
No, Heero's heart screamed. "Well, you do act like one sometimes. And that
hair..." Heero didn't know where the awful words were coming from.
Duo gasped. How could Heero say that? Blinking back tears, he swung blindly,
throwing a punch at Heero's face.
Heero reacted instinctively, blocking the punch easily and grabbing Duo's
wrist, stopping the motion. Unfortunately, he only stopped the motion of
Duo's hand; the longhaired boy's body followed through, and, off balance, Duo
fell against Heero. Heero's other hand automatically came around to hold Duo
at the small of his back.
They stared at each other, breathing hard, for a long moment; then Duo
started to pull back. But Heero didn't want to let go. He found he really
liked the way Duo felt in his arms. In fact, the slim boy's body felt so good
against his that he was very rapidly becoming aroused. "I... I'm sorry, Duo,"
he stammered. "I didn't mean that."
Duo was forgetting to be mad, forgetting everything except how it felt to be
pressed up against Heero. He could feel the hardness of the other boy's body
against him. He stared at Heero, confused. "I'm sorry I tried to hit you,
Heero." Heero felt incredible against him, lithe hard body and incredibly
strong arms that he knew could bend steel. Heero's strength had always turned
him on; the sensation of the other boy holding him was too much, and he was
getting hard too.
Heero was trying to fight his body's response when he felt Duo's answering
arousal. He looked in wonderment at the violet-eyed boy. Could Duo feel the
same? He let go of Duo's arm and wrapped his other arm around Duo as well. He
pulled the other boy even harder against him, grinding their erections
together. Duo gasped, and Heero moaned; Heero slowly pressed his lips against
Duo's, and the longhaired boy opened his mouth to him.
The kiss seemed to last forever; when they came up for air they were gasping
for breath. "Duo..." Heero whispered, not letting go of the other boy.
"Heero..." Duo took a deep breath. "I don't want you to go on this mission. I
"Oh, Duo..." Heero's heart leapt at hearing those words from the other boy.
"I've wanted you for so long. But I have to go. The information is crucial.
I've never done anything like this before, I promise."
"Heero! I didn't mean that!" Duo cried. "It just hurt so much, to think of
you with him..."
"I understand. They haven't made you..." Heero trailed off, unable to finish.
"No! Never," Duo answered.
"Good," Heero said, unsure why the thought of Duo with someone else made him
feel so angry.
"Do you have to go?" Duo knew he was whining, but he couldn't help himself.
Heero nodded. "You know I do. But I can handle Zechs."
"The problem is him handling you," Duo answered as he let his hands travel
over Heero's perfect body. Duo couldn't imagine anyone not wanting to touch
the other boy all over. He certainly did.
Heero moaned from Duo's light touches. He fantasized so many times about
this... "You'll just have to trust me."
Duo's hands had found the hem of Heero's tank top and were sliding underneath
it. His fingers played over the rippled muscles, the silky skin...
Heero took a shuddering breath. "Duo, do you know what you're doing to me?"
"Does it feel like I know what I'm doing?" teased the longhaired boy as his
fingers found Heero's nipples, brushing against them lightly.
"Duo..." gasped Heero, helpless. His body ached with unfamiliar feelings. He
dropped his hands, running his hands over Duo's firm ass appreciatively. Duo
moaned and thrust against Heero when he felt the hands. Heero liked the sound
of those moans, so he did it again.
"Heero," murmured Duo, rocking his hips against Heero's erection. "We need to
get these clothes off." He lifted Heero's shirt over his head and pulled at
the waistband of the spandex.
"Duo," moaned Heero as Duo's hand slid inside his shorts, "Are you sure? If
you keep," he stopped, unable to speak as Duo's hand found his rock hard
erection, then gasping out, "If you keep doing that, I won't be able to stop."
Duo smiled as he wrapped his hand around Heero's cock. "Do you want me to
stop?" he said as he stroked the hard flesh. A strangled moan was his only
answer. "Because I've wanted to get in your pants since I first met you, and
now that I have I really don't want to stop."
Heero smirked and brought his hand around to the front of Duo's pants,
teasing the other boy's arousal through the cloth. "The first time we met,
you shot me." Duo moaned and tightened his grip on Heero's cock. Then Heero
unfastened Duo's pants and reached in to caress him.
"I was..." Duo moaned as Heero stroked, "Trying to shoot Relena, really..."
"Hn. Pity you didn't succeed, then," laughed Heero. She stalked him still.
Then Duo kissed Heero, hard. Tongues clashed and the outside world was
forgotten as they rid themselves of their remaining clothing. Finally, naked
hot flesh met, and both boys explored each other. Mouths, hands, bodies
melted together as they forget about everything but each other.
Heero growled and pushed Duo down onto the bed, following him down and
straddling his hips. Duo moaned and arched up against Heero. Heero captured
both of Duo's hands in one of his and pinned them above the longhaired boy's
head. Duo struggled, not because he wanted to be free but because he wanted
to feel Heero's iron strength holding him down. Heero used Duo's helplessness
to his advantage, attacking his neck, kissing and biting gently. Heero's free
hand ran down Duo's lithe body, caressing him and driving him wild. Heero
loved Duo's responsiveness; the other boy's erotic moans made his cock ache
"Heero! Oh god, Heero... feels so good..." Duo was overloaded with sensation,
lost in his very own fantasy come true. Heero on top of him, pinning him
down, touching him all over; the other boy's rock hard erection pressed
against his own. He longed to feel Heero's cock deep inside him, to become
one with Heero.
"Duo..." murmured Heero, intoxicated by the longhaired boy's body, "I want
you. I want to be inside you. Will you let me?"
"Oh, please, Heero... yes... do it, I want it hard and fast..." Duo gasped as
Heero shifted, sliding between his legs and spreading his creamy thighs.
"Yes..." Duo spread his legs for Heero.
Heero said, "We need..."
"Lube," they finished together. Heero found some lotion and was quickly back,
kneeling between the violet-eyed boy's welcoming legs. He looked at Duo,
spread before him, and ran his hands up the inside of Duo's thighs.
"You're beautiful, Duo," He whispered, then set to work preparing his
soon-to-be lover. Soon, Duo was thrashing, loving the feel of Heero's fingers
inside him but wanting more. And Heero couldn't wait much longer. He spread
some more of the lotion on his throbbing arousal, then positioned himself.
"Are you sure?"
"Heero!" Duo almost screamed. "Do I look sure? Do it!"
Heero smirked and held Duo's eyes as he entered him. Duo's violet eyes
widened as Heero's hardness invaded him; his mouth opened and he cried out,
"Yes... that's so good... more..."
Hearing Duo's cries made it more difficult for Heero to hold back; but he
did, entering Duo slowly, and pausing to let Duo adjust when he was fully
Duo started to squirm, so Heero pulled out, slowly, waiting until Duo started
to complain. Then he drove back in, as hard as he dared, burying his cock
inside Duo, deep and fast.
Duo cried out, "Heero! Oh god, yes, more, harder, faster, yes!"
And Heero started to pound. Over and over, he drove into Duo, pinning the
other boy to the bed with his savage thrusts, Duo encouraging him every time
to go harder, deeper, faster. Heero had never felt anything like Duo; tight,
responsive, hot, the other boy's body gripped him like they were made to go
together. He never wanted it to end; but the friction of Duo's heat stroked
him perfectly, and his completion approached, inevitable.
Duo gripped the headboard, screaming at the top of his lungs, oblivious to
anything other that what Heero was doing to him. Heero's cock fit inside him
just right, brushing the perfect spots, filling him completely. Riding a wave
of ecstasy, Duo almost lost his mind when Heero started to pump his dripping
cock. Excruciating passion got even better; he couldn't have held back if
he'd wanted to. With an even louder scream of Heero's name, Duo climaxed, his
body clenching and pumping out his need.
Heero groaned as he felt Duo's completion; finally he let go, forgetting
everything else except the feeling of Duo's body, and filling the other boy
with pulse after pulse of his hot desire. "Love you, Duo," he gasped as he
nearly passed out from pleasure.
Sated at last, the two boys collapsed, and Heero held Duo tightly. Catching
his breath, Duo whispered, "Heero?"
Heero answered faintly, "Yes, Duo?"
Duo was almost afraid to ask, but he had to. "Did you mean what you said?
About loving me?"
Heero raised himself up on an elbow with effort. "Of course, Duo. I love you.
You don't have to say it back, you know."
Duo pulled Heero back down, holding on to him tightly. "Of course I do!
Because I love you too!"
They both laughed, and fell asleep in each other's arms.
Continued in part 2