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Warning: Male/male sex, graphic, language, violence
+ Part 6
"Talk," Quatre demanded.
"Long coat or short coat?" Duo asked as he held up two, tailored coats.
"Long," Qautre replied in exasperation. "Duo... What happened?"
"We had dinner. We talked." Duo replied as he chucked the short coat and
held up two shirts. "Ruffles or pleats?"
Quatre made a face. "Pleats, of course."
Duo snorted. "You're the one who bought me the fancy clothes, remember?"
"That's before I saw you in the ruffled shirt. You look like a pirate,"
Quatre retorted and leaned into the view screen of the vid phone. "Tell
"Pirate?" Duo held the ruffled shirt against him and looked in the mirror.
He liked the look and stacked it with his long coat. He held up silk ties
next. "This scarf thing or the long tie?"
"Neither with a ruffled shirt. Wear the amethyst pin I gave you level
with your breastbone," Quatre told him impatiently and glared, his blue
eyes fierce. "Did you or did you not have one on one relations with Heero
Duo grinned as he tossed away the ties and held up black boots and dress
shoes. "Ankle or regular?"
Quatre fumed and then asked tightly, "Where exactly are you going?"
"A fancy dress party," Duo grimaced. "Not my kind of thing, but Heero
has friends on both sides of the tracks. Good thing you gave me some social
Quatre looked skeptical. "Did you actually learn some of them?"
Duo laughed and then asked, "Boots or shoes, Quat?"
"Standing and drinking?"
"I hope so."
"I think so."
"Shoes," Quatre replied. "Now, can we talk about something beside your
Duo dropped the shoes and laughed. He sat in front of the vid phone and
leaned on one fist. "Okay. We hugged. We clowned around. He gave me a
kiss. That's it."
Quatre's eyes were wide and then he looked annoyed. "Duo, you're not sixteen.
You had Heero in his apartment and didn't..."
"No, we didn't." Duo poked the screen with his finger. "Is that what you
and Trowa did?"
"Yes, and we were sixteen at the time, Duo," Quatre replied and looked
"So what's wrong with you two?" Duo wanted to know. "You want me and Heero
to knock boots and get together, but you two have been going at it for
forever and you're still not staying in the same bedroom."
Quatre looked down and Duo imagined him twisting his hands into a knot.
"Trowa is a free spirit. He visits when he can and then he leaves."
"No house in the country and a bed for two?' Duo sighed. "Sorry to hear
that. Sounds like Trowa, though. I know the guy loves you, Quat."
"He does," Quatre replied firmly and then looked up. "But this isn't about
us. This about you and Heero. Neither of you are wanderers. Both of you
want that home and that bed for two."
"We want something solid and real," Duo replied. "I can go out and fuck
anyone, Quat. I can't go out and find another Heero."
Quatre blushed a deep red. "Now I'm sorry."
"You're a romantic," Duo told him. "I'm not and neither is Heero. We hang
out together. We talk. We have pizza and maybe we'll have sex later on,
but only when we're both okay with that."
"But tonight it's a party?" Quatre asked with a smile.
"Yeah," Duo picked up his braid and swished it across the screen. "Bow
or no bow?"
"Red bow," Quatre replied.
Duo snickered. "A red flag bumping my ass? You're still trying, aren't
"Yes," Quatre laughed.
Duo sighed. "I guess that's what friends are for."
"You're drunk! Get your damn hands off me!" Duo whispered low and harsh
to the tipsy party guest trying to grope his ass.
The party had run smoothly up until then. The home had been comfortingly
average, nothing on a grand scale, and Heero had, thankfully, been as
disinclined as Duo to dance. He was friends with most of the people
at the party, to Duo's surprise, and Duo had to admit that he had imagined
Heero sullen, friendless, and unsociable. Duo had even felt a few moments
of jealousy, seeing Heero so familiar with other men and women. Heero
had seemed his, and his alone, even though Duo had never acted on his
feelings for the man.
Now, as the party began to wind down, and the bar had been open
and flowing for some time, some people were losing their thin veneer of
civility. Duo had already managed to keep his temper after over hearing
several crude remarks about Heero and himself, a few mutters of disgust,
and the advances of several women who had been confidant that they could
steal him away from Heero for the night. This, though, was far more direct
"You like cocks, right? I've got a good one and it needs some blowin'."
the man slurred as he leaned into Duo and breathed alcohol into his face.
"Let's go out to my car. You can do it all you want. I like women, but...
no luck tonight. You'll do. I'll give ole'Heero a fifty to cover it after
Duo narrowed eyes. "What?"
"He said you were from L2," the man chuckled and tried to hook an arm
around Duo's waist.
Duo shoved his hand away and said dangerously, "What the hell makes you
think everyone from L2's a whore?"
"Whores, thieves, or idiots," the man snickered. "That hair... I think
I know what that makes you."
"You forgot one L2 profession," Duo replied with a glint in his eyes and
a tight grin.
The man looked confused and bleary. "What's that?"
Duo leaned in very close and said, "Murderer. Are you sure you got my
The man searched Duo's face, saw the hard edge there, and then went pale.
"Uh, gee, didn't mean nothin'. Just thought... I think I'm going to be
sick!" The man rushed off, hand to his mouth.
Duo sneered, turned, and found Heero looking like Death personified. His
face was hard and his eyes were the eyes of a killer, almost all pupil
under the shadow of his dark brows. "Guess you heard that," Duo chuckled.
"It's okay. He was drunk."
"It's not," Heero growled and was suddenly standing very close and looking
into Duo's eyes. "He thought that you were my whore. He didn't think that
we were a couple. That's not going to happen again."
Heero hooked Duo close with one strong arm and then pulled him into an
embrace. There was the rise and fall of surprised voices all around them
as Heero cupped Duo's cheek, caressed it, and then bent for a deep and
thorough kiss. Duo grabbed him in turn, fisting his dress coat, and holding
on to him tightly.
When Heero broke the kiss, a woman said, "About time Yuy found someone."
There were chuckles, and some agreement, and then the party resumed.
"Cheesy," Duo snickered and gave Heero's face a light slap, but then he
whispered under his breath, "but I liked it."
Heero took Duo's calloused hand in his and pulled him towards the front
door. "Let's go."
Duo followed, feeling relief, but he had to ask, as they retrieved
their coats, "A couple? Are you sure?"
"Yes," Heero replied, but then gave Duo a keen, hopeful look as he opened
the front door. "I'm not going too fast am I? If you think we need more
"How many years have we been dancing around each other, Heero?" Duo retorted.
"Any more 'time' and we'll both be in a retirement home."
Heero smiled and Duo stared.
"What?" Duo prompted as they climbed into Heero's car.
"I never imagined that I would be doing things like this," Heero replied,
bemused, as he started up the car and turned up the heater. "Dating, first
kisses, presenting the person I care about to my friends... It's almost
as if I changed places with someone else."
Duo reached over and squeezed Heero's shoulder. "I don't know the ins
and outs of the relationship thing, but you gotta know I... I love you,
"Duo," Heero looked very intense. "I-" His eyes narrowed and then he said,
"Don't move. I'll take care of it."
Duo froze. A voice shouted through his car window, "You think you're a
bad ass, cocksucker? I'm taking you out first!"
"The drunk from the party?" Duo wondered with an arched eyebrow. "Friend
"No, friend of a friend, I think," Heero replied.
"Shut up! Get out of the car so that I can get a clean shot!" the man
"Left shoulder," Heero murmured.
"Watch the ear, I like that one," Duo muttered back.
Heero smirked and then, suddenly, he was a blur of motion. Nothing human
moved that fast, Duo thought, even as the window shattered and three bullets
from Heero's glock went over his shoulder. He ducked and covered his head,
safety glass raining down everywhere.
"Dead?" Duo gasped out.
"I shot his gun hand and nicked his forehead to knock him out. He'll live,"
Heero grunted as he opened his door and went to arrest the man.
Duo cautiously brushed glass out of his hair as he joined Heero. The drunken
man was sprawled unconscious, his gun close by on the ground. Duo snickered.
"That couldn't kill a cockroach. Do you think he thought he was a tough
guy carrying that around?"
"Probably," Heero snorted as he took out his cell phone. He paused and
then looked at Duo, pain in his _expression. "I was hoping for a warm
evening together. It was wishful thinking, I suppose, to hope that we
could have at least a small bit of the normal life that everyone leads."
Duo sighed and then he laughed. "There's an advantage to that though."
"What would that be?" Heero wondered with a frown.
"Instead of needing a councilor and therapy after what just happened,
" Duo replied, "We can dump this moron off with Preventers and then go
have that nice evening together. Nothings' ruined unless you want it to
"I don't," Heero replied, smiling again.
Duo laughed and motioned to Heero's cell phone, "Then hurry up and call,
Yuy, so we can get rid of this guy."
Driving to Duo's apartment, Heero cast several furtive glances towards
Duo, who was staring out of the passenger side window. Finally, Heero
said softly, "It's all right."
Duo came out of thoughts about work and how his small delivery job was
nothing compared to Heero's. Watching the man in his element, directing
arresting agents, citing chapter, subchapter, and amendments to all the
laws that their attacker had broken, Duo had felt marginal, unimportant,
and worse, as if he had run away from a duty that should have been his
"Hm?" was all Duo could find to say.
"Adrenalin makes you think that you can do anything," Heero explained.
"Once it runs out, though, we realize that we aren't supermen."
"I should be working for Preventers," Duo blurted, knowing that he had
to unburden himself then and there. He needed to know what Heero thought
about it, about him not being an agent.
"Should or wish to?" Heero wondered with a frown. "I wished to. I can't
imagine a life not working for Preventers."
"I could help a lot of people," Duo replied and twisted the end of his
braid in agitation. "I could stop assholes like that guy back there."
Heero snorted. "Isn't that what you just did?"
Duo grimaced. "Not legally."
Heero was quiet for a long moment and then he said, "Preventers has enough
trained agents capable of upholding the law and protecting citizens."
Duo stared and then he grinned. "Meaning I shouldn't think so much of
Heero's eyes sparkled. "We can operate very well without you as an agent."
Duo let out a breath and tried not to think of it as a sigh of relief.
"I just want..." he tried to find words.
"To be at peace," Heero finished. "You have earned it, Duo."
"So... delivering packages isn't stupid?" Duo wondered.
"No," Heero replied, but then added carefully, "It's not my place to say,
but I think you have the skills-"
"My peace, my job," Duo said, cutting him off.
Heero chuckled and it was deep, almost a low rumble. "Then it's perfectly
"God, you're sexy when you laugh like that," Duo breathed. The tightness
in his pants let him know that his adrenalin rush wasn't gone completely.
In fact, as he reached out and gripped Heero's muscled arm, he suddenly
found his desire for the man impossible to control.
They came to a stop light. Heero glanced over at Duo and saw the need
in his eyes. "Almost there," he promised and Duo heard the same thrum
of need in Heero's voice.
Duo looked around them as he shifted his pants. He shivered as he slid
his hand up and touched Heero's cheek. He imagined Heero's skin in other
places and wondered what it felt like, tasted like, and knew that he needed
to find that out as quickly as possible.
"There!" Duo exclaimed as he pointed to a parking garage. "In there?"
"Duo?" Heero sounded uncertain, his face tense. "We don't have anything...
your apartment is only ten more blocks."
"In this traffic, that's forever," Duo almost panted and tugged on Heero's
lapel. "In there or I'm ripping your clothes off right here."
Heero's jaw hardened. "No."
Duo felt a rush of irritation. "I'm not a kid!" Duo snapped. "You don't
have to play violins and roses with me."
Heero reached out and squeezed Duo's hand hard. "Maybe I want to," he
Duo simmered, but Heero refused to pull off the road, even when Duo took
his hand and put it over the bulge in his pants. Heero gasped and his
hand closed reflexively, but then he was pulling his hand away and frowning
"You're killing me!" Duo hissed angrily.
"I don't want to remember our first time together in a parking garage!"
Heero snarled back.
Duo went cold and he slumped into his seat, face burning with embarrassment.
"Sorry," he mumbled.
Heero took a steadying breath. "Duo, we have time. You aren't going to
lose me over sex. You are not going to lose me before we have sex. You
are not going to lose me, ever."
"Okay, so I'm feeling kind of insecure, but I really do want you right
now, Heero," Duo argued.
Heero finally pulled into the parking garage of Duo's apartment. Heero
leaned over then and kissed Duo deeply. He broke the kiss and slid out
of the car, leaving Duo panting and dizzy with desire. He scrambled after
Heero as Heero walked to the elevator.
Inside the elevator, Duo watched the floor numbers light up as they rose,
and fidgeted. Heero slipped an arm around his waist. "Almost there," he
Duo took out his door keys in anticipation."You might want to undo your
coat buttons," he warned. "I don't want to pop them when I rip off your
Heero chuckled, but abruptly ceased when the elevator came to a halt.
The lights flickered and then an emergency light came on.
"Back up generator should come on in a sec," Duo assured him.
Nothing happened. Heero used the emergency phone, informed someone on
the other end that they were stuck between floors, an then hung up with
an irritated scowl. "He said that maintenance is working on the problem
and he stressed not to try and get out on our own."
Duo groaned and leaned against a wall. "Proof positive that God hates
Heero leaned against the wall beside him and adjusted his pants. "Then
he must hate me too," he grumbled.
Duo eyed the small elevator. "No cameras."
Heero crossed his arms over his chest and shook his head. "They'll have
the problem fixed in no time."
"Those guys?" Duo snorted. "They took a week to fix the front door. It
was hanging on one hinge. They probably exerted themselves long enough
to put an out of order sign on the bottom floor and then went for coffee
and some donuts."
"Duo, please relax," Heero begged him. "There's nothing we can do."
Duo suddenly pressed up hard against Heero and looked him in the eyes.
"Heero Yuy, if you don't let me get off with you somehow, I am going to
hurt in a serious way. It doesn't have to be all the way. Let's just..."
"Rub?"Heero suggested in a strangled voice.
"Blow," Duo said on top of that and then he snickered. "Guess I get the
award for being the dirtiest minded."
"No, Heero said as he nuzzled Duo's neck. "I was thinking a lot more than
Duo was suddenly predatory. He backed Heero up into a corner and then
used both hands to begin unzipping Heero's pants. "Just... Just pretend
this isn't our first time," he said softly. "That'll be later. This is
"Foreplay," Heero echoed and then groaned as Duo's hands felt his erection.
Duo paused and looked uncertain.
Heero guessed his worry. "Duo... I feel the same way. You aren't..."
"A whore?" Duo bit out and then sighed as his hands began to stroke the
silky hot flesh in his hands. "You'll respect me in the morning, right?"
Heero came all at once, jerking and moaning. His come coated Duo's hands.
Duo grunted in surprise and then laughed when Heero gasped sheepishly,
"Still respect me?"
Duo continued to stroke and Heero stayed hard. "You can redeem yourself,"
Heero swallowed hard as Duo unzipped his own pants and let them down so
that his hips were bare. Turning, he stepped back, looking over his shoulder
at Heero. They were still mostly dressed. With Duo standing in front of
Heero, no one entering the elevator unexpectedly would be able to see
what they were doing.
"Screw foreplay," Duo breathed. "I want you."
Heero's calloused hands squeezed his hips and a cool draft caressed his
entrance as Heero spread him to reveal it. Those hands trembled. "Duo..."
Duo took out his erection and his dress shirt, letting it drape over his
hand. He began to stroke his own erection. He bent, offering himself.
"Heero... Now!" he groaned.
Heero's erection, slicked with his own come, rubbed, coating them both
thoroughly. When Heero pushed in, Duo hissed and tried to relax. It was
uncomfortable, invading, and Duo felt stretched too far. He wanted to
pull away, but he forced himself to push back instead. Heero, braced against
the wall and pulling Duo's hips back until he was firmly seated, was shaking.
"Love you," Heero whispered. His hands smoothed over Duo's lower back,
squeezed his hips, and felt around him until he discovered that Duo was
jerking himself off. That was the moment when desire took over and negated
They rode each other. It was an odd mixture of endurance and pleasure
for Duo, as he shoved back and Heero slapped in and out of him, causing
a maddening friction that made his nerves overload with pleasure. He came
quickly, bending over almost to the floor as he shot come into his shirt
and hand. A wetness down his legs and a hissed exclamation of pleasure,
told him that Heero had come a second time.
Heero pulled out, his erection giving his hypersensitive nerves a final,
erotic rub before he was empty and dripping. Heero turned him as Duo pulled
up his pants and struggled numbly to put himself back into his clothes.
Heero kissed him, ravished his lips, and then sighed as he cupped his
"We're not done," Heero promised him. "When we get out of here, I'm going
to make love to you."
Duo grinned. "It'll be a hell of a lot easier now that we can think with
something other than our-"
The elevator jerked into motion.
"Shit!" Heero swore and began trying to pull up and zip his pants.
Duo felt the zipper close on his skin and his sleeve. He howled and tried
to pull away, but found himself firmly latched onto Heero's crotch. Heero's
hands fumbled as he tried to unzip Duo and himself.
The doors to the elevator opened and maintenance men were standing outside.
Duo was facing Heero and Heero looked tensely over his shoulder, swallowing
"Should we come back?" one of the maintenance men asked in disgust.
Duo cleared his throat and pulled Heero with him as he bundled them both
into Heero's coat and made their way out of the elevator and between the
men. "No thanks," he returned airily. "All done."
At the door of Duo's apartment, Heero was still vainly trying to free
Duo. "I've never been so-"
"No?" Duo snickered. "I've had worse happen."
"When?" Heero grumbled as Duo opened the door and they stumbled inside.
Closing the door and locking it, they stood, face to face, while Heero
continued to work at the zipper.
"Uh," Duo ducked his head and watched Heero's strong hands work. "I was
jerking off against a communal shower stall on Howard's barge. I didn't
realize that Howard and a bunch of his guys had come in. They called me
little firecracker for months afterward."
Heero chuckled, the tension easing from him.
"Heero?" Duo said, becoming serious.
"That was... really good," Duo said, unsure.
Heero looked up as the zipper finally released Duo. His warm smile told
Duo all that he needed to know. "I would have chosen a better place,"
Heero replied, "but I think I'm going to remember you, and how wonderful
you were... not the place."
Duo smiled back and leaned against him. "This is for real then? Not just...
"You didn't stalk me all of this time just for sex?" Heero wondered, amused.
Duo laughed. "No. I had a lot more on my mind than that. I was thinking
about how much I admired you, respected you, and how much I loved you.
I kept thinking that I didn't have a chance, though, so I guess that's
why sex never came up."
Heero released Duo and moved to Duo's small sound system. He chose an
easy listening tune and then lowered the lights until they were a warm
"Shouldn't I be doing that?" Duo wondered with a smirk. "It is my place."
"You had your way already," Heero replied. "Now I want my way."
Duo rubbed the back of his neck. "Since my way was having hot sex in an
elevator, and then getting completely humiliated, I think I'll follow
your lead this time."
"Good," Heero chuckled. He turned to Duo and undid his tie."First we shower.
Then we have something light to drink. Afterward, we..." he eyed the apartment,
"pull out the bed and make love."
The phone rang as Heero undid the buttons of Duo's coat. He took the phone
out of Duo's pocket and tossed it aside. It opened as it bounced on the
couch and Quatre's voice could be heard faintly saying, "Duo? Duo? You
were supposed to call me and tell me how it went!"
Trowa's voice sounded very faintly, "Come to bed , Quatre. Leave Duo's
life to Duo."
"But... Oh... Trowa...," Quatre breathed
"As you can see, I need you more than Duo. Come to bed," Trowa urged.
Heero leaned over the couch and turned the cell off with a grimace.
"I feel like a voyeur," Duo said in disgust, but then leered as he caught
Heero's hand and pulled him toward the promised shower.
"We have time," Heero said softly as he caught Duo around the waist and
held him. "Don't hurry. Slow. We're making love."
"Love," Duo agreed. "Lots of time."
"The rest of our lives," Heero promised and kissed him passionately.
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