Afterimage + Part 12 (cont)

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Duo slid a stack of plates into an empty space in the cupboard, grateful not for the first time that neither he nor Heero had many kitchen things. His stuff fit in nicely with Heero's, and he was glad he didn't have to do much rearranging in the kitchen. The rest of the apartment on the other hand... Duo bit back a sigh. Finding a home for all his things was going to take a bit of work.

He pushed the cupboard door closed and turned back to the stack of boxes on the floor, wondering what else he could find a home for. Fortunately, at that moment, the door to the apartment swung open, saving him from any more dreaded unpacking for the time being. He smiled with relief as Zechs walked into the apartment and unloaded his burden on the kitchen counter.

"Damn, Zechs, when I suggested you go get us a pizza, I didn't think you'd go all the way to Italy for it," he teased as he moved forward, sniffing the air appreciatively.

Zechs made a face. "Sorry. The idiots at the pizza parlor lost my damn order. That's the last time I go there for pizza."

"Oh well. It's not like there's a shortage of pizza joints near here." Duo nearly drooled all over the countertop as he lifted the lid of the cardboard box. Dear God, he was hungry! He grabbed a piece of the piping hot dish and bit into it, rolling his eyes in pleasure.

Zechs watched him, chuckling. "Would you two like to be alone?"

"Ha ha," Duo said, mouth full of cheese. He swallowed quickly, eyes falling on the other thing Zechs had brought with him. "Oooooh, that's my favorite kind of soda! How did you know?"

"I didn't. Lucky guess?" He grinned at Duo. "Want one?"

"Please."

Zechs grabbed a can and pulled, trying to detach it from the plastic rings holding the six pack together. "Geh. I hate these things. I can never get them off."

"I know what you mean," Duo remarked between bites. "I once had to drink one attached to the others."

Zechs pulled one last time before giving up in defeat. "I give up. Got any scissors?"

"Mm-hmm," Duo replied, swallowing another bite. He motioned his head toward Heero's desk. "Top drawer. Be careful. If you pull it too hard, the entire thing will come out."

"Thanks."

Duo didn't pay any attention to the taller detective. He was too busy enjoying his dinner. There was nothing on earth quite as wonderful as fresh, hot pizza, extra sauce, extra cheese, extra mushrooms. Well, okay... perhaps making love with Heero was the most wonderful thing on earth, but pizza was a close second.

He opened his eyes when Zechs chuckled and took the can the older man was waving in front of his face, part of the plastic ring still attached. "I have a feeling I really should leave you two alone."

"Sorry," Duo said, blushing. "Can't help it. Pizza's my favorite food."

"Ah, I can understand that. I am much the same way with just about anything French."

The two continued their light conversation as they ate. Duo was glad he was finally beginning to warm up to the blonde cop. He'd been feeling terribly guilty about the way he'd felt when he'd first met the man. Zechs had risked his life for him. And Duo could do no less than be courteous and friendly towards him. He owed him that much. Duo licked the last of the sauce from his fingers and looked at the pizza box longingly.

"Want another slice?" Zechs asked, before biting into his own piece.

"Hmm... no, I don't think so. Anymore and I won't be able to move. And I still have tons of unpacking to do."

"I'll just put this in the fridge then," Zechs replied, closing the pizza box and taking it and the unopened soda cans to the refrigerator. He made room for the items and slipped them inside before turning back to Duo. "I should get going as well."

"Thanks for helping me move all my stuff, Zechs. I wouldn't have gotten nearly this much done without you."

"You're welcome." The older man looked at Duo for a moment as if he wanted to add something.

"What is it, Zechs?"

"I just... are you sure you know what you're doing, Duo? Moving in with Yuy like this?"

Duo rolled his eyes. "I really wish people would quit asking me that."

"I'm sorry, Duo." He stepped closer to the long-haired teen and placed a hand on his cheek. "I like you. I just don't want to see you get hurt."

"Heero wouldn't hurt me," Duo said, frowning.

"I don't think he would but... you've never been on the receiving end of his bad temper have you?"

"Temper?"

"You didn't know?" Zechs looked worried. "I've seen him lose control on a couple of suspects before. It wasn't... pretty." He rubbed the pad of his thumb over Duo's cheek. "I'm just worried about you."

Duo stepped back, out of Zechs's reach. "I'll be fine. Heero wouldn't hurt me. He loves me."

"I'm sure he does. Just be careful. And if you need anything... even just to talk... you still have my number, right?"

Duo nodded. "Yeah."

"All right. I suppose I'll have to be satisfied with that." He stepped back. "May I use your restroom before I go?"

"Uh, sure. It's over there," Duo said, waving his arm in the direction of the bathroom.

"Thanks."

Duo watched as Zechs disappeared behind the door. He stood there, lost in thought over what the older man had said. He'd seen no evidence of Heero having a temper. Even when his life had been in danger, Heero had been almost eerily calm. Zechs had to be mistaken. Even if Heero did have a temper and lose control, he'd never hurt him. He loved him. Still... he had only known Heero for a few short weeks. They really didn't know each other that well yet. And here he was, moving in with the guy. Maybe Quatre had been right... maybe he was rushing things.

Duo chewed on his bottom lip, oblivious to everything except the guilt he was feeling over thinking like that. He loved Heero. Heero loved him. They were going to live together. Heero would never hurt him. He was sure of that.

Strong arms wrapped themselves around Duo's waist, startling Duo out of his thoughts. A warm mouth fastened itself on Duo's neck, leaving a wet imprint behind. Duo started to pull away but then caught a whiff of his lover's scent behind him. He melted into Heero's arms, tilting his head to give him better access.

"Welcome home, lover," he murmured as Heero took advantage of his surrender.

"I missed you," Heero whispered into his ear. His hands wandered down Duo's front to come to rest at the top of the young man's jeans. "Mmm, you taste good."

Duo's breath caught in his throat. He was putty in Heero's hands. He reached one arm up to wrap around Heero's neck, maneuvering his head for a kiss. Lips met, tongues clashed for control. Duo moaned into Heero's mouth. He felt his knees growing weaker. Heero's hand moved ever slowly downward. Just another inch or two and...

"Ahem. Am I interrupting something?"

"Oh shit," Duo swore under his breath as he disengaged himself from Heero's mouth. He tried to step away from Heero, but his lover kept a tight hold around his waist.

"Merquise. Do you mind if I ask what you are doing in my... in our home?"

"He came by my old place to see how I was doing," Duo explained quickly, his heart pounding in his chest as he heard Heero call the apartment their home. "He helped me move some of my stuff over then stayed for pizza. Hope you don't mind. We managed to get most of my things over here."

"Hn."

"And on that note, I believe I shall take my leave, now. Nice seeing you again, Duo. Until next time."

Duo watched Zechs leave the apartment still ensconced in Heero's arms. Was it just his imagination, or did Zechs look at Heero oddly before he left? Duo had no time to dwell upon it. Heero's mouth and hands resumed their explorations, driving all coherent thought out of his mind.

"I... I take it you're glad to see me here, Heero?" Duo said breathlessly, pressing back against his lover's body.

"Aa. I didn't get to love you properly the other morning. I intend to rectify that situation tonight." He popped the button on Duo's jeans open as he slid his tongue along Duo's ear. "Let me make love to you, Duo."

Duo groaned, his sensed overloaded by the feel and smell of his lover surrounding him, holding him. "Like you have to ask." He twisted in Heero's arms and took a step back. Catching the older man's hands in his own, he drew Heero towards the direction of the bed. "Come on, Heero. Love me proper."

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Duo bit down on the pillow beneath his face, eyes clenched tightly shut as he rocked his body against Heero's. Tears began to leak out of the corners of his eyes from the intensity of the moment. He could feel Heero's breath on the back of his neck, his lover's breathing coming as hard and as labored as his own. He felt Heero's lips brush against his shoulder, felt his hand searching out one of Duo's own. He pried Duo's fingers from where they had been twisting the sheets, replacing it with his hand, twining their fingers together. Such strong hands, bigger than his own...

Duo let go of the pillow to start panting. He needed air. The strain of the exercise was beginning to deprive his brain of oxygen. Not that he minded much.

"Oh fuck, Heero," he cried out, squeezing Heero's hand tightly as his lover continued to move inside him. He knew he'd never be able to get enough of this - this feeling of Heero filling him, possessing him, completing him. He could live a thousand lifetimes and never feel the same about anyone other than Heero.

"My Duo," Heero murmured into his ear as he changed the angle of his hips slightly.

Duo screamed, forgetting for a moment to muffle his voice in the pillow. It was still early... and he didn't think Heero's - no, their downstairs neighbors would appreciate being woken up by their early morning... activities.

Duo was amazed they even had enough energy left after last night's loving to be doing it again so early in the morning. He'd woken to the delicious sensation of Heero's mouth around his cock and fingers deftly teasing the opening just below. At first he'd thought it was just a dream, but the sensations kept growing more and more intense. No wet dream he'd ever had in his life had felt like that. When one slickened and ready finger slipped inside him, Duo's eyes had jerked open... and he'd known it was no dream. He tried to protest - he was still tired and a little sore from the previous night. But his protestations died the moment they'd passed his lips. Heero's talented mouth and fingers were just too damn persuasive.

Whereas the previous night's session had been slow and tender, this morning, Heero was like a man possessed. He'd wasted no time preparing Duo before flipping him onto his stomach and entering him, sliding home as if Duo's body was meant for him and him alone. Their joining was fast and rough. Duo's blood was near the boiling point. He writhed on the sheets, the combination of his arousal rubbing against the soft cotton and Heero touching that part deep inside that made lights dance in front of his eyes was almost too much to bear. He wasn't going to be able to hold out much longer.

"Heero, please," he begged, not quite knowing exactly what it was he was begging for, only that he had to have it - now!

"Yes, koi. Come for me," was the only reply given or even needed.

Duo arched his back, face buried in the pillow as he screamed Heero's name. Pulse after pulse of liquid passion spread across his stomach and the sheets below. He felt Heero stiffen above him, felt the white hot jet of his lover's release so deep inside, warming his body and soul. They hung together at the height of orgasm for a perilous moment before crashing back down to earth. Heero collapsed on Duo's back, all but smothering the smaller teen.

For a long, long moment they lay there, entwined, joined. Heero rolled a little to the side so he wasn't crushing his smaller lover. Duo rolled with him, not wanting to break their union just yet. He squeezed Heero's member internally, causing the older man to moan. Heero covered every part of Duo's skin he could reach with small butterfly kisses. Duo snuggled against Heero's broad chest, completely content and happy. He wished the moment could last, wished they could stay like that forever.

But wishes fade and moments don't last. He felt Heero soften and slip out of his body. Duo moaned in protest but otherwise was too sated to move. He felt Heero brush a kiss against his ear and heard him mumble something about a shower before the warmth was taken away. Duo groaned, immediately rolling into the spot Heero had just vacated. He burrowed beneath the covers, burying his nose in his lover's pillow to inhale his scent. His body still thrummed from the loving, but he was painfully aware of Heero's absence. He wanted his lover back next to him. Damn real life for getting in the way...

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