If I owned GW, I would be happy. I am happy. But to draw the conclusion
that I own GW from those statements would be to affirm the consequent,
and would therefore be an invalid argument. See?
Pairing: 1x2 in this part (don't worry, it's all 1x2x1!)
Warnings: Well, if the title doesn't give you a clue... lemon, PWP...
Notes: Well, this began as a oneshot. I thought I had enough material
to make a short series. It's not *mega*-kinky. But this is me we're talking
about. You know what to expect! ^_~ Hope you enjoy! :)
Week + Prologue
We were early this morning.
That would surprise some people, because me and Heero are never early.
Not together, anyway. We usually contrive to be exactly on time: that
gives us the maximum amount pf time to spend on other, more exciting,
matters, with the minimum amount of yelling when we get to work.
I think I'm very disciplined. I know a lot of people in my position would
be loathe to even get out of bed at all ie, if Heero was in there with
them. But he wouldn't be, because he's with me. Which fact makes me very
smug indeed. Smug and satisfied. And, often, quite tired too; but, nevertheless,
we still managed to be here before anyone else this morning, which surprises
me, considering. Considering, this last week...
I feel a smile spread across my face at the recollection. This last week
has been... an experience. I can feel myself getting aroused just thinking
about it, right here in the main meeting room at Preventer HQ. Ah, but
that's the idea, isn't it? A public place...
I grin to myself. People are coming into the room now, completely unaware
of my little thoughts. I think it'll be a while before I stop seeing the...
possibilities in everything, and everywhere. It all began, funnily
enough, six days ago...
Part 1: Saturday
Heero had been away, as he was quite often. It suited him up to a point
he'd never been much of a person for staying in one place for any length
of time. But it didn't suit me too well. He'd only been away a few days,
but, naturally enough, I'd... missed him. Graphically, and sometimes in
full Technicolor in my dreams. I was feeling a little... lonely. OK, scratch
lonely. I was feeling horny and Heero wasn't there to share the experience.
Soooo... there was only one thing to do. I snuck up to our room, being
stealthy even though there was no-one around to see, and hunted in my
bottom drawer for my secret collection. I had a number of discs now, mostly
with simple titles like "Asian Boys" or "In the Army", but I had a recent
addition that I hadn't had a chance to watch yet. Heero knew about my
little collection; as most of it was for largely humorous purposes and
usually I shared it with him anyway. Besides, he had his own, though fewer
than mine, with such delightful titles as "The American Way" . He didn't,
however, know about this one. This was my naughty secret.
I got my laptop out of the drawer and set it up on the bed, taking the
disc out of its box and putting it in when everything was ready. I had
shed my clothes as the system was booting, and now knelt up before the
screen, looking down at myself. I couldn't help but laugh; Heero wasn't
even there and he still had such an effect on me. Well, that and thinking
about what I was about to watch...
I grinned as I opened the video file. I hadn't had a chance to edit it,
but I was sure that would just add to the... atmosphere. I shivered a
little in excitement as I saw two very familiar figures on the screen,
in a very familiar room. They kissed, and it was so sensual I could almost
feel my lips tingling in memory...
Yeah, so I like watching. I also liked being watched.
That was why I had set up the secret camera in our room; the knowledge
that we were being filmed turned me on unbelievably. The bluey I was watching
was some incredibly good sex from my own life, which just made it all
the more exciting. I could remember every touch even as I watched them
onscreen. Before I watched them, even; I was fully hard, and tingling
with anticipation, and the figures on the screen hadn't even taken their
jackets off yet.
I remembered the day well; we'd been teasing each other all day at work,
brushing up against each other unnecessarily, just bending over that bit
more exaggeratedly to pick up that accidentally- dropped pen... By the
time we got home I was ready to pounce on Heero and pin him to any available
surface to have my way with him. We made it to the bedroom... and I saw
the perfect opportunity to carry out this little fantasy, starting the
recording with a cleverly- disguised device near the light switch.
Now video-me was unfastening video-Heero's shirt... I had a perfect view
of that perfectly-toned musculature; not to mention my own tongue caressing
one of those nipples. I moaned at the expression on Heero's face; of course,
these were the things I missed during the act itself, and this was one
of the reasons I set this little experiment up in the first place. To
watch Heero, his reactions, his gorgeous body, over and over again, using
the pause button if necessary.
Video-me had worked lower now, undoing video-Heero's belt and fly... My
eyes widened as I watched Heero's face as I took him into my mouth; the
image was irresistible and I began to stroke myself, slowly but firmly.
I knew I wouldn't be able to last long, but hey, I could enjoy the show
before and after, so to speak.
I panted, trying not to give in to the urge to just bring myself off as
quickly as possible; I did want to savour this for at least a little while
longer. Heero was beautiful on the screen, eyes shut, flushed, his hands
in my hair... I imagined the feeling of him in my mouth, remembered his
taste... I moaned again at the vividness of my thoughts; I was almost
disappointed when video-me pulled away, grinning. I smiled a little at
Heero's glare, but I always did find that look sexy... Video-me had other
plans, though, and I watched myself get up again and kiss Heero, with
lots of tongue on view for the benefit of future-me, watching. I appreciated
the thought, and I appreciated even more the sight of myself finally removing
Heero's shirt and jacket fully, exposing all that perfection just for
me. I mean, sure, it might turn me on to think about anyone watching us...
but in reality, I want Heero to remain under wraps to everyone except
I watched, rapt, as Heero took off my own shirt, rather aggressively I
thought now as I saw it from another angle, but that was even better:
I love impatient sex, where neither of us can wait to get the other naked
and, if not begging, then certainly writhing. God, Heero was a natural
for these movies! Sexy, enthusiastic, gorgeous... not to mention well-endowed...
I realised my stroking had unconsciously sped up, and I forced myself
to slow down, knowing I'd appreciate it even more if I made myself wait
a little longer. I groaned in frustration as video-me and Heero fell onto
the bed, me still wearing my trousers, though the fly was undone by now:
Heero's hand was teasing me, stroking slowly like I was doing to myself
now, and I remembered it so clearly it felt like it was him now.
Unlike me now, though, video-me had a choice, and I saw myself stop Heero's
hand, for reasons, I remembered, similar to those I had now... Heero was
just too good! My plan had worked too well! Though I had to admit, watching
myself being pleasured by Heero was erotic beyond belief.
Video-me was finally naked, after much fumbling and groping, and I hissed
in pleasure at the scene: us, tangled together, kissing and petting, sweat-sheened...
Heero was suckling at a spot on my neck I still had the mark as I
blindly reached for the lube on the bedside table. In the course of our
playing I'd ended up on top, and now I paused, looking down at Heero as
he smirked back...
My hand sped up again as I saw video-me prepare Heero and myself, and
as I watched myself enter him, I moaned Heero's name, totally absorbed
in the action. Oh, god, I was getting close now, and this time I wasn't
going to stop... God, how I wished Heero were here right now!
"What are you watching? It must be good."
"Heero!" I must've jumped half a metre off the bed. He was standing beside
me, wearing the dirtiest smirk I'd ever seen, and clearly highly... amused.
I stuttered, brain out of gear, without a clue as to how to explain myself.
Heero slid easily onto the bed behind me, wrapping his arms round my waist.
I could feel now that he was more than just amused, he was highly something
else as well and I shifted against him; though my arousal had never faded
despite my shock, it was now my sole focus once more. Especially when
Heero put his hand on my cock, squeezing just slightly and stroking me,
just once, firm and slow.
"They" he gestured at the screen "look like us." His voice was low in
my ear and I panted a little, helplessly wanting more of his touch. I
nodded at his statement, not able to explain myself in words even if I'd
had an explanation.
"You mean to say... you filmed us without even telling me?" He continued
to fondle me, stroking slowly, his other hand trailing down to massage
my balls briefly before slipping further...
I writhed, desperate with frustration and need. "Ye-es... "
He chuckled. I would've glared at him, but I could barely open my eyes.
"When was I going to find out? When I stumbled across the video on the
internet?" He gave me a slight squeeze and I gasped. "Does that turn you
on, Duo? The thought of lots of people watching us?" I whimpered. It turned
me on even more when he said it like that. But I shook my head.
"Yeah... it does... but... I'd never let anyone else see... really...
He was still stroking me lazily. "Oh, so it's just for your own personal
"Ye-es," I hissed again, rocking my hips and trying to make him give me
some relief! He didn't give in, still teasing me mercilessly. I could
feel his hardness pressing against my back, and it was doing nothing for
"So I see." His lips were right by my ear. "You are such a sex maniac,
I've only been gone a few days but you're too horny to wait for me."
I nodded. "Well, I've... got used to having all... my needs satisfied...
One of his fingers was working its way inside me now and I moaned as he
spoke again. "Oh yes, you have lots of needs. And I think I know what
they are. I think, what you need right now, is a good fucking."
"Oh, yes... " I whimpered as I felt his hands leave me, and I let myself
be manoeuvred onto my hands and knees, so I was directly in front of the
laptop again; the sight of myself thrusting into Heero made me even more
impatient. "Hurry up!" I whined, spreading my legs more as I heard him
unzipping his fly and getting himself ready.
He chuckled, but I think he was too far gone himself to hang around for
any length of time, and soon I was crying out in pleasure as I felt him
push inside me. I couldn't see his face, but I could watch the video,
and seeing his expression as I did to him what he was now doing to me
was a powerful experience.
"Ohhh, Duo, I've missed you... "
I could feel just how much from his enthusiasm; he thrust into me fast
and hard, just how I wanted it, till I was constantly "Yes"-ing and moaning
Heero's name in pleasure. I was already so keyed up I knew we were probably
going to finish even before our screen incarnations, and they'd been at
it for much longer than us. I watched, again, imagining being inside Heero,
and feeling him in me at the same time, hitting my sweet spot and making
me almost scream...
It was too much for me: video-Heero's mouth open in ecstasy, video-me
nipping at his neck as I thrust deep inside him; the real Heero, panting
as he reached under me, his hand stroking me, fast now; and I cried out
as I stiffened, coming hard over Heero's hand and the bed. I heard Heero
call out my name, and then I shuddered again as I felt him climax inside
me, just as our screen counterparts followed. There was no sound on the
video, but me and Heero provided the soundtrack just as I remembered it.
I collapsed onto the bed, grinning widely and bringing Heero down with
me. "Ohhh, I needed that." I twisted round so I could kiss him. "Welcome
He smirked at me. "Well, that was an interesting homecoming."
I smiled lazily, feeling sated and sleepy now. "You should go away more
often then, if coming home is so much fun."
Heero shook his head against my shoulder. "Only as much fun as it is with
you every day." He looked up and raised his eyebrows at me accusingly.
"And anyway, who knows what you'd get up to here by yourself... Any more
videos like that I should know about?"
I chuckled. "No, that was my first one."
He shook his head again, this time disbelievingly. "I thought you were
especially... enthusiastic that day."
I grinned. "Well, I couldn't have asked for a better co-star. You are
so photogenic," I purred.
He smirked, kissing me warmly. "Guess I have hidden talents." There was
a pause before he went on, more quietly. "Is that something you've thought
about before? Being watched? Watching?"
I shrugged. "Well... yeah, I guess so. As you well know, a little fantasy
never hurt anyone." I grinned, remembering some of our other little games.
"D'you have any others you've not told me about?" He was genuinely curious,
I thought. I guessed I had; it wasn't that I was hiding them from him,
I'd just never got round to telling him. Somehow in bed I never really
wanted to fantasise, because somehow Heero has this way of taking all
"Because," he went on... and that was the beginning of a very interesting
discussion. We were both pretty tired by then; but, we agreed, we would
definitely have more energy by the morning.
Heero had the day off next day, to recover from his mission. And so began
a most interesting week...
1] A genuine title. As to the others, I'm not certain, but they certainly
sound convincing to me. *snerk*
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