Princes and Soldiers - 6x2
Disclaimer:I don't own them and I don't make any money off of this.
Warning:Male/male sex, graphic, language
"Did he seem pissed off to
you?" Duo asked Heero with a frown.
Heero shook his head as he began putting on his hiking boots. "No, but
I'll come with you."
Duo frowned at the note in his hands. "It says to come alone. It's a long
hike, rough country."
"A good place to bury a body, " Noin said with a snicker from her position
stretched out on the couch.
Duo scowled. "I'm not about to start doubting him now. If he wants me
to go to this place, there must be a good reason."
"Like what?" Heero demanded, still lacing his shoes.
Duo reached down and flipped one shoe off of his friend's foot. "Like...
the fact that it's our anniversary."
"He's not that sappy," Noin informed him. "The man doesn't keep track
of the days, let alone anniversaries."
"Well... I remembered," Duo told her as he kept the shoe out of Heero's
reach. "I was going to do something special."
Heero blushed. "Not...?"
"Yeah, that one," Duo cut him off with a blush.
"I barely let you do that one, I don't think-" Heero began doubtfully.
"I don't want to hear this!" Noin called out angrily. "I'm trying to forget
that you and Maxwell ever... Let's just not talk about it, okay?"
"Yes, dear!" Duo growled sarcastically as he tossed the shoe across the
room. "I'm going, Heero, by myself. I have to trust him."
"Why?" Heero wanted to know with honest confusion.
Noin sat up then , frowning. "Did you really just ask that?"
Heero blinked at her. "He does have a history of being unstable," Heero
replied. "It's only smart to be careful."
"Well, then, pack a gun, a few grenades, and a couple of knives, Maxwell,"
Duo considered it as he began dragging his hiking gear from a closet.
"I was mocking you," Noin pointed out with a sound of disgust.
"The letter says to come unarmed," Duo retorted. "That area is protected
by game wardens on all sides. I doubt that I'll run into rebels, poachers,
or wandering gangs of armed thugs. Mill wouldn't put me in danger."
"You don't sound sure," Heero pointed out, "and I'm not sure that I can
stay behind and let you do this."
Duo reached out a hand and squeezed part of Heero's cheek in his fingers.
He gave it a small shake for emphasis as he said, "You will, and you Noin,
are going to take good care of him while I'm gone. He's going to go neurotic
"I have the chains and the tranquilizer darts," she told him, "but you
make sure you keep checking in every hour, got that?"
"Got it," Duo replied as he pocketed his cell phone and GPS. He stared
down at the note, one more time, and then shoved it into his pocket. "I'll
be gone for three days, don't wait up."
Hiking through rocky terrain, in an evergreen forest, Duo wasn't surprised
when a few of his challenges included scaling up and down ravines. Dressed
only in combat pants and a tank top, he didn't feel the chill air as he
pushed himself physically to reach the specified meeting place on time.
Though he could keep his body in check, and doing what it had to do, Duo
wasn't the master of his imagination and his natural suspicion. Nothing
in his life had taught him trust and, as much as he loved Milliard Peacecraft,
he hadn't been able to completely let down his guard yet.
Duo could easily imagine ambush, an ex gundam pilot sold to enemies for
the highest price, a final accounting for crimes during the war, a lover
who had secretly harbored hate, instead of love for a one time enemy.
None of those scenarios survived long when thoroughly examined, though.
None of them could account for Milliardo showing Duo, time and time again,
love when it would have been in his best interest not to. Milliardo could
have meted out any imagined punishment by simple inaction.
"He loves me," Duo growled to the forest around him. "I know he does."
That certainty faltered when he found a note attached to a tree. Undress
completely, it said, and stand in the clearing. Duo eyed it while his
face turned very hot. It was a large, open space with an unrolled, white
sleeping bag at its center. The sun shown down, everything bare to the
Duo shivered. "Pervert," he muttered under his breath. "If this is some
kind of sick joke..."
Unarmed, undressed, and completely vulnerable. Could he do it? Duo fought
with a life time of ingrained caution and mistrust. The hell with him!
He almost shouted to the trees, but then bit his lip, imagining Milliardo's
disappointment. Maybe this would separate them, his mistrust? Maybe it
would be something that Milliardo wouldn't accept any longer?
Duo undressed, shivering at the sudden cold on his warm skin. Stepping
out into the clearing, he reminded himself just how deadly he was, even
unarmed. Reaching the sleeping bag, he saw that it was, instead, a goose
down comforter strewn with red rose petals. A bottle of champagne and
two glasses were nestled next to it, along with a covered plate of cheese
"Fruit," Duo mused with a chuckle. "What a complete fruitcake."
Duo turned to find a nude Milliardo standing behind him, blushing and
looking nervous. Milliardo was conservative, shy, and not the kind of
man to do something this outrageous. He took Duo's hand, though, and had
them both kneel on the comforter. It was soft and warm.
"I have perimeter alarms set up," Milliardo told Duo and that made things
more understandable. He leaned and seized a kiss. "Happy Anniversary,
love," Milliardo told Duo against his lips.
Duo's eyes widened and then he laughed. "Noin said that you wouldn't remember."
Milliardo pulled Duo down until they were lying side by side, the sunshine
warming them and the rose petals tickling their skin. "I've never had
something this important to remember before," Milliardo told him, and
then turned to face him, propped on one elbow. He ran a hand over the
hip of his smaller lover. "Thank you," he said softly, "for trusting me."
Duo blushed. "Who else can I trust more than you?"
"I know it was hard for you," Milliardo told him, "but, forgive me, I
needed to know it."
"I get that," Duo replied with a rueful smile. He ran a hand over Milliardo
in turn and then reached out and grasped his large erection. "Is this
my gift, then?"
"A camping trip," Milliardo corrected, "With a fully stocked cabin not
far from here."
Duo snorted. "Then why are we out here?"
Milliardo smiled. "Don't you like it?"
"That's not the answer I expected from you," Duo snorted.
"No, but, if you can grow, than so can I." Milliardo replied.
"You're definitely growing," Duo snickered as he stroked Milliardo's erection
Duo opened his legs and Milliardo slid in between them. He devoured Duo's
neck with kisses while Duo positioned himself to grip Milliardo with legs
and arms possessively. The sunlight played over them, and a light, chill
breeze, as Duo rubbed himself over Milliardo's dripping erection. Milliardo
groaned into his ear and cupped Duo's ass with his hands. He kneaded roughly,
signaling his need, spreading Duo so that his opening was revealed to
the sky and the trees around them.
Duo's groaned. "There's stuff here, right?"
"Of course," Milliardo breathed and fumbled for a tube lost in the comforter.
Duo was suddenly on his back, legs spread wide with Milliardo above him.
He hung on to the back of Milliardos's neck, suspended as he stared with
passion into Milliardo's ice blue eyes. "Fuck me, baby!" Duo groaned.
"Get it in there!"
Milliardo tested the waters, making a slow entrance, sliding deeper and
deeper into his lover as he pushed Duo's legs back until he was almost
double. At last, his sack touched Duo's ass and he couldn't go any further.
Duo panted, body shifting, trying to stretch enough to accommodate the
large thing inside of it.
"Jeez! That feels good!" Duo moaned. "Come on! Fuck me where the whole
world can see!"
Milliardo felt a moment's trepidation, but he knew that his perimeter
alarms were good ones. He began thrusting, running his length in and out
of Duo while Duo whimpered and trembled with sensation. It was intoxicating,
having someone so strong, yet so small, wrapped around his sex, a receptacle
for his need. He could grab hold, lift Duo, and position him to advantage,
make him take him hard and deep, but Milliardo wouldn't hurt Duo, no matter
what he needed. He kept himself in check, kept Duo from hurting himself
with his wild responses, and brought them both to completion with explosive
orgasms that shook them both.
Afterward, stretched out next to each other, Duo scattered the rose petals
over them both, watching the wind pick up some and carry them away. "Happy
anniversary," Milliardo whispered.
Duo smiled gently at him. "Wait until I give you my gift. I have to recover
a bit before that though."
"I can wait," Milliardo replied and gathered Duo into his arms.
Heero grunted, shifted his backpack on his shoulder, and then turned away
to return back the way he had come.
"Told you," Noin sighed.
Heero hooked an arm around her waist and led her away. "I had to be sure,
you know that."
"Someone else needs to learn trust, I think," Noin growled.
"Someone has to stay on guard," Heero replied, "In case trust is misplaced."
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