Afterimage + Part 11 (cont)

He surged up, capturing Duo's mouth once more. His hands wandered freely, as did Duo's. He explored the smooth, hardened planes of his lover's stomach and chest before finally bringing them up to bury them in Duo's hair. The younger boy gave one last tug to Heero's bottom lip before sliding his lips down, tasting the flesh of Heero's neck. Heero leaned his head back against the headboard in order to give Duo better access. He closed his eyes, allowing his head to loll about as Duo traveled lower. He hissed as his little lover found a particularly sensitive spot, then jerked when Duo sucked a nipple into his mouth.

"Duo," he murmured, hands still buried deep in that hair. The long- haired boy reached up and removed one, placing it on his shoulder.

"Don't stop touching me, Heero. Please."

Heero nodded, not trusting his voice at the moment. He ran his hand along Duo's back, lightly tracing the soft skin found there as Duo moved even lower. His stomach fluttered as Duo's lips moved across his stomach, pausing briefly to slip his tongue inside his bellybutton. Heero's mind was reeling, unable to think about much beyond what Duo was doing to him. A sharp tug at the material around his waist caused him to lift his hips. He was barely aware of what was happening until he felt a warm puff of air against his most intimate region. He looked down and blinked. When had he lost his boxers?

He looked down to see Duo looking up at him with a hungry expression on his face. Heero placed both hands on his shoulders, breathing heavily as he tried to gain control of his body.

"Duo... you don't have to..."

"I know. I want to." The boy dropped his head, taking Heero full into his mouth.

Heero cried out, dropping his head back once more, eyes closed as Duo worked him with his mouth. His own hands caressed every part of Duo's body he could reach - which wasn't much. He trailed his hands down the boy's back, then underneath to tease and play with the hardened nipples found there. Duo groaned at the touch, the vibrations sending little shocks of pleasure up and down Heero's arousal.

So engrossed was he in Duo's ministrations and the feel of warm, silky skin beneath his fingertips, he barely heard Duo fumbling around on the night stand. The sound of a lid being snapped open didn't register - the world had been reduced to three things: Heero, Duo, and Duo's talented little mouth. Nothing else mattered.

A warm, wet tongue found its way into the little slit at the tip of his arousal, lapping greedily at the moisture found there. Heero moaned loudly, unconsciously bucking his hips into Duo's mouth, wanting to feel more. Both he and the long-haired boy moving over him moved together in a kind of quiet desperation, each possessing nothing more than a desire for the other and a need to make the events of the past few days go away.

Heero's hands returned to Duo's hair. He clutched handfuls of it as if to remind himself of what he'd almost lost. He'd come so close to losing Duo. And he knew now he could never let him go.

Duo's mouth abandoned him, leaving his member slick, wet, and aching with need. The boy climbed back up Heero's body, settling over his lap, as he attacked Heero's mouth with a vengeance. Heero accepted the invasion with a moan, his tongue sparring with Duo's in a kind of ancient, primeval battle. The long-haired teen's hands guided Heero's to his hips, then sliding them around to clutch at the creamy smooth globes behind. Heero felt Duo shift position, raising himself a little higher, then slowly moving back down.

He broke off the kiss with a startled gasp as he felt his arousal press against something warm - something that gave when Duo applied a little more pressure. All rational thought fled his mind as his shaft was gradually sheathed in the warmest, tightest place he'd ever experienced. Duo lowered himself onto his body by degrees until at last Heero was completely buried within his body.

Duo leaned his forehead against Heero's, panting as he tried to catch his breath. Heero, too, seemed to be having trouble breathing.

"Duo," he panted, trying hard not to move, wanting nothing more than to bury himself into that tight heat repeatedly.

Duo's eyes were closed, brow furrowed in concentration. When Heero breathed his name again, Duo silenced him with a kiss. "No more words, Heero. Make love to me."

Heero groaned silently at his little lover's words. His body ached to follow through with Duo's request, but his mind still held doubts. "Duo, I still don't think..."

"Then don't think!" Duo interrupted vehemently. "I know what I'm doing. I want this. I want you." He pulled back a little to look Heero in the eye. "Unless... you don't want me."

"I want you," Heero replied without any hesitation. "Dear God, I want you."

"Then there's no problem," Duo said, squeezing him internally.

Both young men gasped; Heero in pleasure, Duo with a hint of pain. Heero noticed the slight crease to his lover's forehead and froze. He reached up to cup his lover's cheek. "You should have at least... you know... let me prepare you."

Duo shook his head. "I took care of that already," he said, motioning toward the now discarded bottle of hand lotion on the night stand.

Heero let out a little moan as he immediately pictured Duo stretching himself. He was sorry he'd missed it.

"Anyway," Duo continued, "it's not bad. It's just... been a while."

Heero gave an experimental roll of his hips, causing Duo to moan appreciatively. "You stop me if I'm hurting you," he said, giving in to temptation and repeating the motion.

"I'm not made of glass. You aren't going to hurt me. Now shut up and touch me," his violet-eyed lover commanded, lifting himself up slightly before impaling himself back onto Heero's shaft.

Their movements were slow and clumsy at first. Duo moved almost frantically; Heero was determined not to hurt his young lover. The Japanese man gripped Duo's hips to get him to slow down a bit. Gradually they established a steady rhythm, moving in tandem to one another. Heero pressed his lips to every inch of skin he could reach as he helped Duo move up and down. After a few moments, Heero allowed his hands to wander again, lightly brushing Duo's arousal trapped between their bodies.

Duo moaned and tossed his head backwards, hair tumbling over his back like a golden waterfall. Heero's breath caught in his throat. Duo was so beautiful - he felt his heart expand as he gazed at his little lover in the dim light of dawn.

Duo increased the pace slightly. Heero gripped his hips to help him move, unable to do much else besides feel. The clench of Duo's internal muscles around him, the ends of that wild mane of honey- brown hair tickling the tops of his thighs - his senses threatened to overwhelm him. He'd had sex with a number of different people in the past, and while some of it had been mind blowing, none of it had ever felt quite like this. Soul-shattering... that was the only way he could describe it. Of course, he'd never been in love quite like this before either. He wrapped his arms around Duo, pulling him closer as if somehow trying to climb into the boy's skin. He wanted to become one with Duo in every way imaginable. He hugged him tighter, remembering how he'd almost lost Duo. He never wanted to let go.

"Nnnnh, Heero," Duo moaned, grinding his hips against his lover's. Heero kissed him deeply. Duo whimpered in the back of his throat and whispered Heero's name again imploringly.

"What is it, Duo?" he asked, reaching a hand between their bodies to tease the pulsing shaft found there.

"I... I want... ahhhh," the long-haired boy wailed. His sweat-soaked skin gleamed in the encroaching light, giving him an otherworldly appearance. Heero drank in the sight.

"Tell me what you want, koi," he murmured into Duo's ear, lightly stroking his lover's back with his free hand.

"I - ah - I want..."

"What do you want?" Heero asked again, teasing his fingers along Duo's length.

"M...more," Duo finally managed to get out. "Harder. Please, Heero."

In a flash Heero flipped them effortlessly over onto the bed. Duo bounced on his back a couple of times until he wrapped his long legs around Heero's waist, hands clutching fistfuls of bed sheets in an almost painful grip.

Heero grunted, shifting his angle a bit as he sped up the pace, causing Duo to arch his back and let out a low, keening wail. The boy's eyes were closed, head thrown back against the pillows, lost in complete ecstasy. Heero was now pounding roughly into the lithe body beneath him. Duo writhed and squirmed against the sheets. Heero had to bite his lip - the sight itself was almost enough to push him over the edge.

"Heero, Heero, Heero," Duo chanted over and over like his own personal mantra. "Touch me, Heero."

The Japanese man could do nothing but comply. He grasped Duo's arousal in one hand, pumping in time with his hips. He thrust his tongue into Duo's mouth, establishing a counter rhythm. Duo whimpered, his body trembling. Heero knew his lover was close. He wasn't far off himself. What had begun as a delicious white hot tingle had been steadily building through his lower region until his body was ablaze with its intensity. He reached for one of Duo's hands, twining their fingers together.

"Heero!" Duo cried out, clenching convulsively around him in the first stages of orgasm.

"Yes, Duo. Soar with me," Heero replied, thrusting once, twice more before bellowing Duo's name. The world disappeared as tiny electric shocks coursed through his body, radiating outward from where he and Duo were joined. He felt Duo stiffen beneath him, felt the hot splash of his lover's release against their stomachs as he too spent himself deep within Duo's warm, pliant body. They trembled together for what seemed like an eternity wrapped in the space of a few heartbeats before Heero collapsed on top of Duo, panting heavily.

For a long while, neither said anything as each tried to catch his breath. As the moment of silence stretched, Heero levered himself off his lover to look down at him. Duo was staring back, big purple eyes shining as tears rolled down his face.

"Oh God. Did I hurt you?" Heero asked, body frozen in hear at the thought of harming his little love.

To his immense relief, Duo shook his head. "No! That was... that was... it was amazing." He reached up to cup Heero's cheek tenderly in his hand. "You're amazing. You didn't have to do that. I kinda bullied you into it, didn't I? I'm sorry."

Heero placed a loving kiss on Duo's lips before replying, "You didn't force me to do anything I didn't want to do," he said, trying to waylay Duo's fears. "I was just worried about you."

"I know. Thank you."

They kissed again, this time lazily, just enjoying being in such an intimate embrace with each other. But the moment couldn't last. Heero's arms eventually gave out on him, and as he didn't want to crush his lover, he carefully pulled out of Duo's body and on to his side, gathering Duo into his arms. They lay in each other's arms, kissing and lightly touching for several minutes before either one of them spoke. Duo shifted uncomfortably against him. Heero looked at his lover in concern.

"Are you sure I didn't hurt you?" he asked, worried.

"Yes, I'm sure. I'm just trying to find a place to lie on that isn't so... wet," Duo replied, blushing.

Heero laughed softly before drawing Duo on top of him, holding him easily against his chest. "Is that better?"

"Uh. Yeah." Heero could see Duo blushing again. Once again they settled into a comfortable silence as Heero lightly stroked Duo's hair. He'd never felt this at ease with anyone before. He was comfortable with Duo. Holding him like this felt right. He wanted to fall asleep like this with Duo forever.

"Stay," he said compulsively, eyes widening as he realized what he was going to say.

Duo raised his head to look down into his eyes. "I'm not going anywhere, Heero."

"No. I mean - when your apartment is fixed. Don't go back. Stay here... with me."

Duo stared at him for a long moment. "Heero... are you asking me to move in with you?"

"I... yes." Duo didn't say anything. "You don't have to answer right away."

"No, I... are you sure?"

"More than I've ever been in my life."

He heard Duo's breath catch. "I love you, you know."

"Aa. I love you too." He lifted his head to catch Duo's lips with his. "So will you?"

"Hm, I don't know. I have an awful lot of stuff," Duo teased, eyes shining.

"Baka. We can redecorate."

Duo gave Heero a funny look. "Why do I get the feeling 'baka' isn't a compliment?"

"You haven't answered my question."

Duo sighed and rolled his eyes. "Of course I'll move in with you." He laid his head back on Heero's chest. "Quatre's going to have a fit."

"Quatre's just going to have to live with whatever you decide."

"I know. Doesn't mean I have to like telling him, though." He snuggled against Heero. "Mmm, I feel safe here. I'm sorry for panicking like that earlier."

"It wasn't your fault," Heero insisted.

"I... I know. I'm just glad it's all over and I'm here with you." He yawned. "You're comfy. I think I'm going to sleep a little more before we have to get up."

Heero smoothed back Duo's hair. "Go ahead. I've got you."

"Love you, Heero," the long-haired teen mumbled as his body relaxed into sleep.

"Aishiteru, koi," Heero murmured back, holding the sleeping teen in his arms, feeling guilty for not telling him it wasn't over yet. He didn't think Duo would be very happy to learn about that. He shrugged it off. No use worrying about it now. Telling Duo that Relena's murderer was still out there could wait until after they'd both had a few hours of sleep. Squeezing Duo tightly in his arms, he allowed himself to slip back into an easy sleep, feeling warm and loved for the first time in his life.

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