Disclaimer: I don't own 'em, wish I did, just enjoy writing about 'em
for free etc
Category: Duo POV, romance, squick!
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, PWP
Notes: Winner of "Misuse of Food Products" Category in SPB's "Squick Me"
Duo tries to keep Heero from the things he craves - with outrageous results!
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Heero's always had a sweet
tooth. Did you know that? I doubt it, of course, 'cos only his close friends
do. To everyone else, he has the ruthless hands of a killer, and the cold,
logical mind of a computer - but we can tell you, when it comes to two
things, he's as vulnerable as any of us. Probably more so, because he
has so much further to fall from grace!
And these two things are?
One is sex! You can believe it or not - and I
don't need any proof, because I sleep with it most nights, snoring gently
beside me in bed - but he's a blubbering, irrational pool of need when
he's horny. He becomes as single-minded as hell - nothing else will get
through to him! Damn, I've known him log off his precious laptop, half
way through a critical report, because I've been bored (pretty common
for me) and taken to nibbling his ear for that little
bit too long. Not long enough for him to grab my ass immediately and tumble
me to the floor where I stood. But too long to ignore - and anyway, he
followed it up with the grabbing and the tumbling bit, so the end result
was the same! I had bruises on my ass cheeks for weeks from where he'd
slammed me into the carpet.
And the other one is chocolate.
When he gets scorned for having this very childish weakness, he scowls,
and is fond of reminding me that there are only three things we can rely
on in life: death, taxes and chocolate. And he means it deadly seriously!
He'll eat any sweet on the planet, actually, but chocolate is the Nirvana.
We buy it almost daily; he insists that we do. To try and make it last,
I hide great bars of it in various different places round the apartment.
He always finds it. Look at that
time I dumped it in the cistern. (I wrapped it in plastic first, of course!)
But it was still vanished by Wednesday. And then under the gravel of the
goldfish tank... and behind the pile of manga I keep by my side of the
bed, that he's usually so scornful of... and even inside the hi-fi speaker...
No, he always finds it. And eats it. I only get offered some of it if
I happen to catch him in the act. Then he'll allow me a coupla pieces,
though usually only after I've begged and pleaded, and then threatened
to withhold sex for a day or so.
I'm telling you this so that you'll understand why I've been keeping my
secret from him. The secret of where I have a temporary evening job. Just
something for a few hours a week, to bring us in some extra money. Heero
wants a major upgrade on the laptop. I want a waterbed. We're gonna argue
the relative merits of the two projects at a later date, preferably in
bed, 'cos I know I usually win those arguments. So I'd gone out and got
myself this job, and the extra dollars were a great help.
For two months now, Heero's been believing that I spend a coupla hours
in the evening, twice a week, labelling tins of beans at the market.
OK, confession time! That's not where I am at all. Actually, I work four
hours a week in the local Pic 'n Mix store. You've seen it? It's a small
shop, but chock full of sweets and goodies, all laid out in separate trays,
ranged round a tall display unit, with cute little shovels attached so
that you can scoop out what you want. You can get a paper cone and ram
it full of any mix you like, and all for the one price.
Oh, and here's a surprise - the place is full of chocolate
I really want to keep this job - it's easy to pop along there two nights
a week, and spend a coupla quiet hours restocking the trays. I'm allowed
a few sweets myself, but to be honest, I've not got the passion for them
that Heero has. I'll snack a little, and then I'll dash back home, and
snuggle back up on the couch with my unsuspecting lover.
So perhaps you can see the problem? You're bright enough!
If he knows where I'm working, I'll never hear the end of it! He'll want
to come to work with me - he'll want to sample all the chocolates. He
might even harass the storekeeper for a job himself. She's cute, and trying
to make a go of the business, and a chocoholic like Heero Yuy could clean
out her profits by the end of the month. She doesn't need him!
It sounds cruel, doesn't it? I like to share my life with Heero. No, it's
much more 'n that - I love my life with Heero. He's my rock - he's my
support. He's super-intelligent and a brilliant engineer. In bed, he's
a fantastic adventure. But when it comes to chocolate...
he just becomes a ravaging maniac! Whatever's in it seems to turn his
head to mush - it makes him hyper; it makes him greedier 'n PacMan. Greedy
for more chocolate, and - I blush with semi-false modesty - for me!
I mean, I remember that time I put the smallest square of chocolate in
my pants, just to tease him away from that technical magazine and into
the bedroom - anyway, I'll draw a veil over what happened next. I mean,
I apologised to the neighbours about the noise, and offered to mend the
hole in the bedroom wall, and I promised it wouldn't happen again. And
we needed some new sheets anyway, didn't we?
Y'see how it is!
It's always a busy time on Friday nights - the kids have been in from
school, with whatever allowance they've got left at the end of the week,
and the place looks a bit like a battlefield, though without the bodies.
I usually spend my first half hour bending down, picking up all the scattered
sweets and the discarded shovels.
"Duo Maxwell, bent over double, I see! Just my favourite position..."
I really don't want to recognise that voice - not here!
- but of course I do. A sick sort of chill runs through me.
"H - Heero! I - what are you doing here?"
"Could say the same to you, lover," he murmurs, and steps into the shop,
closing the door tightly behind him. It's dark outside in the street,
and it's raining, so there aren't many people hanging around. Even so,
there's only a dim security light on in the shop itself. I don't like
people to see me moving around in here, in case they think I'm up to no
good. Or come begging for freebies. I can find my way between the stock
room and the display in pitch dark if I need to.
"Are we reduced to eating the scraps from the sweetshop floor, then?"
His voice is very low, and rather sly. "Why else would you be here instead
of the market?"
"Look, Heero, I know this looks a bit - well - odd...."
"Hn." He's looking round, and of course his night sight is as good as
mine. Probably better. To say nothing of his radar sense where the c-word
is concerned. I sidle sideways, trying to shield the soft centres display.
"So you work here, do you? Not
"I can't imagine why you thought you had to lie about this, Duo. A job
is a job, isn't it? It's not as if you're drug-running, or pimping, or
working for the IRS..."
"I didn't lie!" I protest, strongly. "You assumed it was the market -
I just didn't say it wasn't!"
He's well inside the room now, moving slowly towards me. I can't protect
the soft centres much longer - and the chocolate raisins are at risk from
his peripheral vision. I'm well and truly caught.
"Look, Heero, I just didn't want you - look, let's go back home and talk
about this -"
"What? I mean, supper just needs heating up, let's go and hurry it on
"Not for supper, Duo." He's very close to me now. In fact, I've backed
up so far that I can feel the edge of the display unit up against the
back of my thighs. There are sweet wrappers rustling against my legs,
and a hanging shovel spiking my knee. His breath is hot on my face, and
suddenly his hands dart out and capture mine against the plastic rail.
His eyes are shining like a wolf's. I know that look very well. I don't
know whether to feel the usual thrill of arousing Heero's lust, or abject
terror, considering where we are. "You looked damn good, bending over
like that. Your thighs long and stretched - your ass high and tight..."
"I was only cleaning up!"
"Mmm... let me get you good 'n dirty, sexy boy, then I can clean you
"Heero, there's a better time and place for this!"
"There's only now, Duo. Didn't
you said last week that we ought to be a little more daring with our sex
life? And what better place to savour my dear partner, surrounded as we
are - it seems - by every other taste I could possibly want!"
Oh shit! Again!
He lifts a hand off mine, and reaches for a handful of chocolate buttons.
I try to wriggle out, but his other hand's got a grip like a vice. One,
two, six, the soft drops are popped into his mouth, and then that mouth
is pressing down on mine. I'm bent back against the mint imperials, and
I can feel them pressing individually into my kidneys.
But his kiss is really good. I mean, it always is - he has a fabulous
talent for it, with just the right balance of firmness and erotic teasing.
He runs his tongue round my lips, prising them open, slipping inside.
He breathes his desire into me, and I just melt. I can taste everything
that's Heero - his strength, and his masculinity, and his toothpaste,
and those damn, damn chocolate buttons -
"No, Heero! Stay off the chocolate! This is my job, and it's serious,
and I've got responsibilities here -!"
"You're cute when you're responsible," he sighs. "So what else should
I eat instead?"
There's a hand at my groin, and it's cupping me suggestively. I can feel
my cock start to throb with anticipation. I mean, like I said, I usually
win the arguments in bed, 'cos I can keep control that bit longer - but
"Try - try the jelly beans!" I blurt out. He raises an eyebrow. I grab
a handful of 'em; soft, chewy, sugar-coated and multi-coloured. I've got
to keep him off the chocolate, or God knows what outrageous things he'll
have in mind! 'Praps I can bribe him with some other sweets, and then
we can escape from here and get home in one piece.
They're gone, frighteningly quickly. I never saw him finish the last one.
"Mmm - that one was strawberries and cream. One of my favourites. They're
good..." He's licking his lips, but there are still pink traces all round
his mouth, and it's impossibly sexy - it's not helping me at all. "What
"Bubble gum..." I gargle. He's leaning in towards me again, and his tongue
is whispering at my ear. Suggesting all sorts of things that really shouldn't
be feasible, here in a high street sweet shop, virtually in public view
Things that I'm going to be begging for pretty soon, if he doesn't stop
nibbling at my lobe like that. I can feel granules of sugar on his tongue
- they're being licked off into my ear, and clinging to the damp skin
of my neck. Strands of my hair are sticking and tugging at me. I'm gonna
be itching for weeks...
"Sounds good, Duo. Pass me some."
I grab up for some of the chews, ripping the wrappers off in my haste.
His mouth is hovering around my face again, nipping out at my lips, teeth
teasing at my chin. His hand is still far too close to my groin for comfort.
In goes the gum, and - fascinated by his plump lips - I watch him chew
Then suddenly his hands are back at my body, tugging at my vest. "Take
it off, Duo."
"Take off your vest," he says, jaw still moving around on the gum. "I
want to see you properly."
"Not here!" I wail. "There are people on the street - they might look
through the window -"
"Sure there are," he hisses. Chew, chew. "But if it upsets you, I'll make
sure they don't see us, OK?" I get pressed right back against the display
again, as he reaches for the light switch. One flick, and we're plunged
into complete darkness. There's only the reflected light from other shops,
out on the street.
I'm struggling to adjust my eyes to the dark, when I feel his hands on
my chest, and my vest is peeled off over my head. The evening air is cool
on my skin, but before I can complete a proper shiver, Heero's hands are
running all over me. They're hot and a little damp with sweat. It's damn
exciting! I relax just for that second, letting the sensations swamp me,
and then I smell the bubble gum breath against my cheek, and feel a fleeting
kiss on the side of my mouth.
I open my mouth, searching for more, but he's moved. His mouth is at my
right nipple, and he gives it a tiny nip with his teeth. I try not to
yelp - even if passers-by can't see us, I'm not sure they wouldn't be
able to hear us, and I have been
told I'm a bit of a screamer - but I can feel my heartbeat speed up. And
then his lips open wider, and he covers my nipple with his mouth. It's
warm and soft, and the tip of his tongue is flicking me seductively from
side to side - and then it's even warmer, and it's squashed, and it's
"Heero!" I gasp. "What the hell is that?"
"Tastes good," he murmurs, and I can feel from the shape of his mouth
that he's grinning. My right nipple is now completely encased in pink
bubble gum, and his teeth are slowly - quite painfully - peeling it off
"That's weird -" I pant.
"Shut up," he answers, cheerfully enough. "You've been leading a double
life, Duo - I think you need to be taught a lesson, don't you?"
There's more chewing, and more aromatic, sticky sculpture around my nipple,
the left one this time, and a gradual, tenderising peeling like before.
I feel like he's taken a layer of skin off - I think I may be whimpering.
I'm getting used to the darkness now, and I can see the white shine of
his teeth as he leers at me.
"Some chocolate with this'd be even better... " I can see him reaching
for the soft centres behind me.
"No, wait! Try the sherbet!" I grab a few of the long tubes, and thrust
them at him. He feels very soft - he feels like skin. When did he take
his shirt off? God, we're both
standing here necking in the middle of a shop at seven o'clock at night,
half naked, and with sweets strewn all round us! If this were fiction,
no-one would ever believe it!
"Take your pants down, Duo..." comes a mesmerising murmur in my ear.
"No!" I gulp. His hand is back at my groin, rubbing gently at my growing
bulge, but I'm resisting bravely. Then he flips the button and slides
two fingers down inside the fly, down into my briefs, and I'm sucking
in a breath like a drowning man.
"You want it, too, don't you? Feel the size of you! You can't resist me
I watch his nimble fingers seek out my aching cock, and lift it none too
gently out of the cloth. I can see the shine of the pre-cum on the tip,
and I reckon its vibrant, pulsing red makes up for any lack of artificial
light in the shop. The flaps of my jeans are pressing uncomfortably at
my swelling balls - with a groan of surrender, I start to push the jeans
and briefs down my legs. I kick off my boots and roll the clothing off.
I'm stark naked now.
"Right, right... but be quick, OK?"
Heero's smiling. He's still got a hand on my cock, and he's stroking it,
almost aimlessly. The delicate touch is tremendously tantalising, and
is such a contrast to the vigorous beating he usually gives me. I look
up to see where he wants me, and he's tearing off the top of the sherbet
tubes with his teeth. I wonder - a bit jealously - why he's eating sweets
instead of me! His eyes are locked
on mine, and there's a rather evil
looking cast to them. Then, instead of pouring the sherbet down his throat
like all the kids do, he tips it out into his hand.
"Come here, Duo. Bend forward a little..."
What the hell -? I do as I'm told, because I'm damn glad to get the display
stand rail out of the small of my back for a while, but then he's tugging
at my cock, and he's brought the other hand up to join it, and he's -
"Heero! No -!"
I hiss in my breath, as he dips
my cock into his handful of sherbet! He clutches me tightly, and rolls
the powder round the whole shaft, and I'm paralysed with a mixture of
physical delight and mental shock. It clings to the tip, because I'm wet
with need for him, and its soft grains tickle into the slit and up under
"Tickles -" I moan. "Too weird..." I lean back into the display gratefully
now, because I seem to be losing the use of my legs. "It's - fizzing
- it's -"
"Like little explosions, eh?" he whispers. "How long can you bear it?
Do you want me to get it off you? Do you want me to eat it up now?"
I gurgle. I don't think I can make any words at this time. And he drops
gently to his knees in front of me.
"A sherbet dip, Duo - I always liked them..." And his mouth is round and
warm and wet, and it's coming slowly but surely down on to me!
"Uhhh..." That mumbled sound is coming from my throat, and I'm clutching
hard at Heero's hair as he sucks me off. This is surreal - this is amazing.
This is the most exciting thing we've done for ages! I can feel his tongue
licking round, lapping up the sherbet powder. The fizzing is combined
with its rough surface, and the effect on my poor, tortured cock is fantastic.
I'm leant back again, and there's the background sound of sweets leaping
out of their trays on to the floor, as I jerk gently into his mouth. More
cleaning up to do later, I guess...
A car passes outside, sending up spray from the gutters. It's still raining.
I can't see anything clearly out there, only dark shadows of people with
umbrellas, hurrying past. Christ, I hope they can't see in!
They'd be stunned to see this sexy little vision - a naked young man,
crushed between several trays of goodies, being enthusiastically sucked
off by another half-naked guy.
"I'm close, Heero," I whisper. "You're fantastic..."
And he stops! He slides my cock - now beautifully, achingly clean of sherbet
- out of his mouth, and he leans back on his heels. I'm panting - I'm
ready to go. Or come - whatever. Why has he stopped?
"Don't tease, baby," I groan. "You wanna be more daring, it's worked,
OK? And I've learned my lesson - I won't hide things from you again. Just
- don't leave me hanging like
this!" My hand drifts towards my cock. It's calling for attention - it's
Heero stands up. He moves close to me, so that I can feel the roughness
of his jeans against my nakedness - the heat of him underneath. My cock
bounces with need for him. Before I can speak, he leans in and kisses
me again. It's really fierce - it's hungry, and greedy. Yeah, he wants
me all right! One hand strokes the side of my face as his tongue devours
me; the other slides round my neck and holds me tightly to him.
Then suddenly his tongue is out of my gaping mouth, and something else
is in - something large and smooth and round and damn big
"Umph -?" is about all I can manage round this obstruction. I try to spit
it out, a little scared, but Heero presses a firm hand across my mouth,
"Hush, Duo, it's nothing terrible. Just an old-fashioned gobstopper! Relax,
and it'll fit just nicely in that sweet mouth of yours. We can kiss some
more later - but for the moment, I need you to suck on it, because I can't
have you shrieking like you usually do!"
"Duo, my love," he continues, "I'm afraid I don't think that you have
learned your lesson yet. And, besides, this night is a dream come true
for me - you're not going to deny me any longer!"
Deny you what? say my furious eyes. It really is a huge gobstopper - he
must have palmed it when I was groping for the sherbet, the devious little
shit! It seems to have got my tongue trapped under it, and I can't prise
it loose. I've got no room in my mouth to manoeuvre it out. I'm relaxing
so that I don't choke, but I'm damn angry at the whole way this is going
Heero smiles at me, in that self-satisfied way he has. "How can I resist
such an opportunity? Sex with you - and chocolate - and both together!"
Sex? Here? Chocolate? No!
He seems to be ignoring my angry mind blasts. While I'm struggling with
my confectionery gag, he pushes me even further back, and now I'm almost
sitting in one of the trays. The humbugs, I think. My feet are virtually
up off the floor. I can't get a proper grasp on the rail to pull myself
back up, partly because Heero still has one hand on my chest, restraining
me. It'd be damn erotic if I weren't so annoyed!
And his other hand is straying again - dammit, he's into the soft centres
at last! I watch in dismay as he unwraps at least four, and pops them
into his mouth. The moment of pure pleasure that flashes in his deep blue
eyes is a wonder to behold. It's different from the one I see when he
comes - or the one when he watches me do the same. But it's still very
wicked. And I know it's the signal for total disaster as far as I'm concerned.
"Let me have my fun, Duo," he smiles, licking his lips, and reaching for
another handful. "And you'll have yours as well, eh? That's what he
wants, isn't it?" This last comment is with a gentle prod to my groin
- an affectionate flick across the leaking tip of my erection. I make
a gargled moan-type noise. He knows he's got me at his mercy now. My cock
will let him ski down it and up the other side if he promises it completion
"OK, now relax..." he murmurs. He spreads my legs wider, tilting me back
into the tray again, and lifting my feet up high. It dislodges another
coupla dozen sweets on to the floor. He's unwrapping another sweet (orange
cream I think?) but this one stays in his hand. He rolls it between two
fingers, staring at me. I don't like the look in his eyes. It doesn't
bode well for me, I know. I mumble round the gobstopper, but I sound like
I'm from another planet.
"Relax," he says again. What's with this obsession with relaxing? If he's
gonna fuck me here, is he prepared? Because I'm sure I'm not! Heero knows
how to relax me better than anyone else alive, but this is hardly the
most comfortable of situations -
Then he reaches beneath my ass and finds my tight little hole with his
roving fingers. I suck in a breath, because it's as wonderful as ever,
to feel Heero's hand seeking me out, and stroking the sensitive flesh
around it, and sliding possessively in -
With the chocolate???
I snap my head up to glare at him, and he's grinning! I wasn't imagining
it - he's just slipped a chocolate up my ass! An orange cream, for God's
sake! What's he playing at? His fingers are still playing around the opening,
stimulating me. But there's a soft bulge just inside the entrance, and
even as I wriggle my hips in protest, his fingers are back, pushing another
one in -!
The yelp from my mouth expresses a perfectly articulated fury!
"Just a couple, Duo," he assures me. His eyes are alight with excitement.
"Just a little tasteful entertainment!
So what shall we do with them now...?" He leans in to kiss at my neck,
and I wrench my head away from him.
He tuts. He doesn't seem remotely discouraged. I'm face to face with a
pile of aniseed balls, and all sorts of ideas are running through my vengeful
mind. But I'm naked, with my limbs all awry, and I'm trapped in amongst
these damn sweets - I'm not going anywhere, am I?
And my cock - traitorous organ! - is still gagging for him.
"I suppose you could wait until they melt..." Heero muses. He starts to
trace a path around my groin, tangling in the hairs, stroking where my
balls stretch up into my cock. He crouches down and kisses at the delicate
skin of my thigh. I feel a familiar, lustful lassitude creep over me,
even though I want to get up, to fight him off, to beat him to pulp because
of this embarrassment -! All I can do is hiss at him.
He smirks. "Yes, I suppose they will melt - eventually. It may take a
while. You're hot, lover, but not hot enough to melt chocolate to liquid.
And surely not before the shop has to open again..."
Bastard! shriek my eyes. Bmghmm, says the noise from my mouth.
"Do you want me to scoop it all out then?" God, he's brandishing one of
those bloody shovels! My eyes say it all - they say 'don't you dare!'
and Heero's laughing again now, softly into my stomach, making us both
"So if you don't want to wait for 'em to melt, you'll have to accept the
only other option." He looks up into my confused eyes. "I'll have to lick
Huh? Oh God...
I've sort of forgotten why I was angry in the first place.
His hands are at my inner thighs now, spreading them firmly, pushing various
sweets out of our way. His finger is ghosting around me as before. I'm
starting to shake - it's the tension from holding myself up here. It's
also the incredibly gorgeous anticipation of Heero's licking abilities...
Then there's a wet, hot tongue, sucking one of my tense little balls into
his mouth. There are long, strong strokes, sweeping back from the sac
to my poor, violated hole. My head is starting to whirl, and my cock bounds
about, twitching for attention. A stray aniseed ball rolls over my stomach
and down into the humbugs.
Heero is murmuring encouragement and other sexy little noises, and then
his tongue is too busy to talk, because it starts lapping at the puckered
flesh between my cheeks. I hear soft, slapping sounds, and can feel the
tip probing into my opening. I'm gasping now - I think the gobstopper
must be shrinking in size, because I manage to get out a proper groan,
just like I usually do when he starts on this. But it's never been quite
"Tastes fabulous..." mumbles Heero. His mouth is close up to my ass, his
fingers are prising open the cheeks so that he can get his face in further.
He's licking up into me, and I can feel the chocolates shifting against
his penetration. It's weird - they're like small nuts inside me, but smooth,
and they're sliding against each other, rubbing at the steamy sides of
"You... and chocolate..." He's groaning now, though not as loud as me,
and he's sucking hard at the chocolate as it starts to dribble out. I
can feel a wet, warm drop on my thigh now. I can also feel his tongue
in me, sliding round the little nuggets, flicking them aside, and scooping
at them to tease them out.
"Want - you -" he gasps. "Spit
it out, Duo, so's I can kiss you!"
Gobstopper or chocolate? I wonder. Which end is his desire?
But they're both released at the same time. I manage to roll out the gobstopper,
and spit it out of the way. And Heero's greedy devouring down below is
finally successful - I hear his hiccup of delight and feel a soft plop
as the last lump of chocolate is sucked out of me.
I feel almost bereft - a strange, empty feeling, as the creamy visitors
leave my ass. But I don't intend to feel like that for long, I smirk to
Heero's face pops up between my legs, as I struggle to raise myself on
my hands. There are chocolate smears all around his mouth, and a dollop
on his nose. I know I said I don't rave over sweet stuff like he does,
but at the moment he looks tastier than anything I could ever think of.
"Need you, Heero," I growl. "Need your hand up here, pretty damn fast
He stands up, looking all flushed and glistening, with swirls of chocolate-coloured
saliva on his chin. "And something to follow the appetiser?" His grin
is pure lust, and he's unzipping his jeans, fumbling inside to pull out
an impressively sized erection of his own.
"I - thought chocolate's meant to be a dessert -?" I gasp. My legs stretch
wider of their own accord. If I don't have him soon, buried inside me,
I'll be shoving various items up there myself...
"Appetiser... dessert ... main course..."
he pants, pushing himself up against my hole, slick as it is with chocolate
trails and his own saliva-sauce. "Don't you think I can take chocolate
at any meal?"
"Take me!" I yelp, grabbing him
and pulling him closer. "Now!"
His warm body comes down tightly against mine, he grabs my hips and his
cock plunges in. All I can feel now is Heero inside me, hot and thick
and desperate. He starts to thrust; I clutch him around the waist, and
move along with him as best I can. It's all rather awkward, but our enthusiasm
carries us over any desire for technique. The display case is taking almost
the whole of our two bodies' weight - I can hear it creaking underneath
me, but he keeps on pushing. One of the plastic rails pops out of its
moorings - the box of paper cones snaps off and they scatter all over
the floor. There are a multitude of different sweets, all grinding into
my naked back and buttocks, leaving deep, angry marks, and probably squashing
their colours and coatings all over me.
I don't care about a damn bit of it!
"Touch me, Heero," I groan. "I've gotta come, and soon
He's grunting on top of me, but he manages to wriggle a hand in between
us, and grabs my cock. OK, so there's not a lot of finesse involved tonight,
but there's a hell of a lot of excitement and a hell of a lot of passion.
It's enough for me! He's only just starting to pump me up and down when
I feel the climax coming - it catches him unawares, when I start to wail.
But he quickly feels my body tensing round him, and his hand's at the
ready, to slap down on to my mouth and keep me as quiet as possible.
"Hush, Duo - Jesus, listen to
I bite his hand and smirk at his muttered oath. Time for a little revenge,
I think! I can feel the waves of ecstasy sweeping over me, making my legs
wave about and my head bang against the central column of the display
base. My moan is a long, drawn-out keening, ending with a shriek, as Heero's
hand squeezes me even more tightly and the cum bursts out of me all over
"Oh baby, yesss -"
Then my breath is snatched away, as he half falls down on to me, shuddering.
I can feel the muscles tensing in his thighs, and his fingertips gripping
my flesh quite cruelly. His hips slam harder against me, his mouth is
forming silent sounds of joy, and then his lips find my shoulder and latch
on, as a climax rages through him, too. I can feel the sudden increase
in warmth up my ass - the swelling of his cock. The shiver that runs all
over his skin, and through into mine. It's just so totally brilliant...
The creaking underneath me sounds suddenly more urgent. We both freeze,
aware of it somehow, even through our post-coital haze.
"Watch out -"
My gasp is too late! The display unit finally strikes back at our ill
treatment of it.
The whole damn lot collapses, display case, trays, sweets, shovels - you
name it, it crumbles beneath us! Before we can get a breath, or grab hold
of anything, we're dumped unceremoniously on our asses on the floor, surrounded
by a tangled heap of multi-coloured, multi-flavoured debris.
Heero sits up, looking a bit abashed. I just lie there, on my back, exhausted.
I gaze up at him. What a sight! His wet cock's still hanging out of his
jeans, his hair's all over his forehead and his cheeks are heavily flushed
after a very satisfactory climax. There's a sherbet stick hanging from
the crook of his arm. There's a strawberry lace tangled between his jeans
zip and his pubic hairs. He picks up a couple of squashed creams from
his lap, examines them carelessly, and then pops them in his mouth. He's
adorable, and I love him more than ever!
"You want to try one?" he asks, an eyebrow raised. He's looking me up
and down as I lie there, completely nude, and he looks damn pleased with
"I don't need chocolate," I grin. "My sweet tooth's for something else.
Someone else..." I roll over on
to my hands and knees and start crawling over to him. Like a hunter -
a predator. I lick my lips. There's the throb of a response starting again
between my legs - I reckon Heero can see it there. There's a flash of
excited terror in his eyes.
"Duo - the mess! Your job! Shouldn't we clear up first -?"
And that's when we hear the sirens. Coming our way.
There's been the demolishing of the unit - the noise of that alone must
have alerted neighbours and passers-by. To say nothing of any loud, uninhibited
human noises in the last half
hour or so.
"Shit!" gasps Heero.
"More daring sex life, you said?" I reply, aghast.
We look at each other - our expressions a mixture of hysteria, amusement
"Get your jeans on," he growls. "You'll have to get another job!" He scrambles
to his feet, fumbling around for his shirt. He's cursing as he keeps losing
his footing. There's nothing around us but a scattered carpet of sweets.
Just what he'd normally crave.
"If you weren't so mad for chocolate - " I pout. I pull my vest back on,
zip up my jeans. I can only find one boot, hopping around until I spot
the other one under a pile of liquorice.
He chases me out of the shop and on to the wet pavement. We're out of
there like scared rabbits. Once we're clear of the cops, I guess I may
just let him catch me, this time. After all, I know where the last bar
of chocolate's hidden at home!
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