Love's Winter Lights (cont)


Feeling more than his own share of giddy excitement of the evening's event, Quatre quietly entered the suite. Dressed in his wedding finery, he sought out his friends. Quatre heard the echoes of voices of Duo and Wufei bouncing around the marble spender of the bath lounge.

Quatre walked in and past the pool-sized bathtub. The beauty and size of the room had been the deciding factor in where to put Duo before the wedding. The walls were decorated with Arabian tapestries and candle lit sconces. The ceiling was covered with drapes of colorful Sari silks. Quatre went to the far side of the room where Duo was being fussed over by his best friend.

In front of a three-way mirror, Duo stood in his wedding outfit. His entire ensemble was a snow white. The plain silk shirt was a grand compliment to the brocade pants with threads of silver and gold making delicate patterns on the fabric. The pants were tucked into matching mid-calf leather boots trimmed in fur. Duo looked simply breath taking.

Wufei and Quatre were dressed as Duo except that their clothing was a winter blue. One of Quatre's sisters designed and made the wedding attire for the six of them. The outfit also included leather gloves and a knee-length fur trimmed overcoat that was made from the same brocade as the pants.

Wufei stood behind Duo as he braided gold ribbon into the much-loved chestnut tresses. He seemed to be taking the task very seriously. Quatre was surprised to see just how beautifully Wufei was braiding Duo's hair. He kept the braid fairly loose and a few strands in front free from any confinement. This gave his hair a softer look than its normally tight braided rope normally did.

"Oh, Wufei." Quatre admired. "You've really done a lovely job."

A shy smile graced Wufei's lips. "Thank you. I help Zechs with his hair." He used a gold hair-tie to secure the end of Duo's hair. "There you go, Duo. All finished."

Duo turned to look at the back of his hair in the mirror. "Wow! Thanks Wufei."

Wufei walked over to the settee and pulled on his overcoat. "Your welcome."

Quatre retrieved Duo's overcoat and held it out for him to get in to. "Are you ready, Duo?"

Duo turned around and slipped his arms into the coat. "I have been ready for a long time."

"So you aren't nervous?" Wufei asked as he walked back to Duo and started buttoning his friend's coat for him.

Duo smiled. "Well, I didn't say that I wasn't nervous. I just said I was ready. Big difference."

Quatre handed Duo his white leather gloves. "Are we ready?"

Duo, Wufei, and Quatre reached the foyer fully dressed and ready to go. Rashid was waiting for them by the front door.

"Everything is ready, Master Quatre."

Quatre smiled. "Thank you, Rashid." He turned around and pulled Duo into an embrace. "I just wanted you to know how happy I am for you and Heero. I wish you both the very best."

"Aw Man, you're not going to get all weepy-eyed on me now or anything?" Duo smirked as Quatre continued to hold him.

"Maybe." Quatre answered.

Wufei shook his head and pried the two apart. "Okay. Break it up! We have a wedding to get to."

Rashid held the door open as the three young men walked out into the winter's night. The air was cool and crisp, but not uncomfortable.

Duo came to a halt as soon as he saw what was waiting for them in the snow-covered yard. There was a luxurious large golden sleigh pulled by four ornately decorated white horses. "What is this?"

Quatre took Duo's arm and pulled him forward. "This is our ride." Wufei shook his head and followed.

The three of them climbed aboard with Duo sitting between his friends. Rashid placed a down comforter across their laps before taking a seat next to the driver.

The night was perfect for a sleigh ride. A full winter moon provided the light for their trip through the snow. It was so utterly quiet. One could hear the movement of the horses and the jingle of the harnesses, but that was all. For Duo, the silence was a strange experience. But it felt mystical and somehow enhanced the atmosphere of what was about to take place.

He had no idea where they were going and he didn't care. His beloved Heero wanted to marry him, to make a declaration of love for all to see. As chilly as the air was, Duo felt nothing but the warmth of Heero's love.

Their ride took them through trees and over hills. All around them, nature was so breath taking and beautiful beyond words. The crisp cool air was in direct conflict with the soft rolling fluffy snow covered slopes and the soft curtain of the night sky.

It did not take long before they came to a clearing in the trees. Duo's eyes were wide with wonder as he saw the sight before them. Wufei and Quatre shared a grin behind Duo's back; the set-up was as beautiful as they had hoped.

The entire area glowed with an iridescent fantasy blue. Tiny blue lights twinkled from every tree. Strand after strand were wrapped around the trunks and draped over branches giving the illusion of faery ice.

Standing within the glow were their friends and Quatre's family, each one holding a small candlelight torch. Their faces alight with wonder and happiness for the occasion. There were even a few tears, but none were shed in the name of sorrow. This was the most joyous of all occasions.

The sleigh came to a halt in front of the wedding guests. Rashid got down from his seat next to the driver and stood by as Quatre, Duo, and Wufei quickly got out. Wufei turned Duo to face him as he brushed the wrinkles away from his friend's overcoat. "Heero is waiting for you." The crowd in front of them parted.

On the far end of the clearing stood an enormous free form ice sculpture beautifully crafted with exquisite detail. It stood as tall as a single-story home and as long as a transport vehicle. Sporadically placed blue lights within the frozen artwork gave it an ethereal look, providing a lovely backdrop for the wedding.

Heero stood there in front of the ice wall, waiting patiently. Dressed in the winter white brocade just as Duo was, Heero looked stunningly handsome. His eyes met Duo's, his soft inviting smile warmed Duo's heart even further.

He moved forward through the parted crowd, passing by familiar faces lit by their individual lights. Sally, Howard, Sylvia, Relena, Lady Une, and many others were there to watch Heero and Duo begin a new phase in their life together. The guests showered the walkway with iridescent glitter as the groom and his attendants walked by. Duo continued until he came to stand in front of his beloved Heero Yuy.

Before everyone in attendance, Heero took Duo's gloved hand into his own. He gently exposed the back of Duo's hand and brought the precious skin to his lips. A happy sigh escaped the lips of those watching as Heero kissed the back of Duo's hand before the minister began the ceremony.

So as they had done twice before, six friends stood together as one, watching as two of their own exchanged promises of eternal love. Another surprise for Duo, they exchanged rings, a lovely set of matching titanium bands with an interwoven design.

As Duo was looking down at the sparkling ring on his finger, Heero put his hand under Duo's chin and tilted it up. Their lips met, pressed softly to each other, sealing their vows with intimacy. Heero's lips caressed Duo's own, eliciting a moan from his braided love. A rumbled of giggles from their guests reminded the two that they were not alone.

Everyone followed the newlywed couple to the lake house on the other side of the trees for the reception. The lake was frozen over, so the guests were entertained with ice skating performances that could be watched from the overhanging balcony. The inside was decorated with more ice sculptures and a large Christmas tree trimmed in blue icicles. Furniture was cleared out of the main room to allow for dancing and festivities.

The wedding party had a private table on the second floor overlooking the large room below. Dinner was served and they could finally relax. Duo had even insisted that they all remove their boots so that they would be running around the reception barefoot. For some strange reason, this seemed to amuse him immensely.

Duo sat in Heero's lap allowing himself to be fed juicy morsels with his husband's bare fingers. He was driving the man crazy as he slowly licked Heero's fingers clean. Duo saw this as fit punishment for the torture that he had experienced all week. But his own sexual needs were starting to erode at his resolve as he felt Heero's trapped cock pressing against his hip.

Wufei could see from the way Duo and Heero were carrying on that the reception was not going to last much longer. He really wanted a chance to dance with Duo at the reception. Wufei stood and held his hand out to Duo. "May I have a dance?"

Duo smiled as he took Wufei's hand. The two walked down the stairs, hand-in-hand to the dance floor. They wrapped their arms around each other and began to slowly sway to the music. "Are you happy?" Wufei asked in a whisper to Duo's ear.

"Yes, very happy."

Wufei was pleased to hear the sincerity in Duo's voice. "That is all I ever wanted for you."

"Thank you, Wufei. You are a good friend to me. Are you happy?" Duo asked quietly.

"Yes, Duo, I am."

"Why did you marry Zechs?"

"Because he is hung like a horse." Wufei stated evenly.

Duo blinked, that was not the answer he expected. Then is best worst British accent he said, "Pull the other one!" But Duo couldn't resist teasing his friend further. "So, do you have pictures?"

Wufei blushed furiously and his eyes refused to meet Duo's.

"Oh my God, you do! I can just see it! Zechs wanting formal portraits of his monster dick! He is such an arrogant bastard!"

"Yes, but he is my bastard." Wufei answered with a smirk.

"And you love him, right?" Duo asked hopefully.

Touched by his friend's concern, Wufei nodded. "Yes, I love him very much."

"Good, because if I am going to live happily ever after, I want the same for you."

Pressing their foreheads together, the two best friends grinned at each other.

"May I cut in?" Zechs' voice broke into their silent communication.

Duo and Wufei looked over to see their spouses waiting patiently for their turn.

Wufei swallowed the lump in his throat as he saw the sparkle in Zechs' eyes. An unspoken promises of a very hentai night.

Duo gleefully plastered himself to the front of Heero. "Oh Heero, I love you." He was practically purring. "So when am I going to get the rest of my Christmas present?"

"The rest?" Heero asked innocently as he danced Duo around the room. His erection rubbing against Duo's proved that he knew exactly what they both wanted. They waltzed around the room swaying to the soft music with their lips in a permanent lock.

Quatre watched the scene below them with utter amusement, his hand wandering over Trowa's lap. "Duo is so bad!" he snickered. "I wonder how long Heero will hold out before he carts him off to bed?"

Trowa was not really listening; he was concentrating on pressing his erection against Quatre's hand. His body shuddered in silence as Quatre wrapped his hand around Trowa's erection and mercilessly stroked him through the brocade fabric. Trowa's mind could barely function as he wondered how Quatre could possibly think that Duo was the naughty one among them.

Wufei danced slowly with Zechs; he thoroughly enjoyed being wrapped in the taller man's strong embrace. This was his security and foundation. He looked up into those ice-blue eyes only to find them watching him intently. Chills shot down his spine as he felt Zechs fingers trace down his spine and over his ass. His fingers stroked the area that he had given color to earlier in the day, a subtle hint of more to come.

Duo and Heero had stopped dancing around the room. They were now standing in the center of the room while they ravaged each other's mouth. Duo's hands slid down Heero's back and over his perfect ass. Squeezing the firm globes as they ground their hips together in an action better suited for naked bodies.

"Enough!" Heero growled as he hoisted Duo up over his shoulder. Everyone watched as Heero took the stairs two at a time carrying Duo like a sack of potatoes to their honeymoon suite. Duo waved to everyone and blew kisses at Zechs, Wufei, Quatre, and Trowa. Catcalls and whoops followed them all the way to the third floor.

Heero carried Duo into the suite and walked right past the bed. There was a roaring fire in the fireplace with a luscious white bearskin rug in front of it. He set Duo down on the rug and then he sat with his legs over Duo's. They sat face-to-face, legs over legs, kissing and nipping at each other's lips.

As naturally as breathing, Heero reached behind Duo's back to retrieve the braid that he loved so much. He kissed the silken tresses as they were freed from their bond.

Heero pulled the silk shirt from within Duo's pants. He took his time and unbuttoned each button down the front of Duo's shirt. After each button, he nibbled on Duo's lips until he finally pushed the winter silk from his beloved. Kissing the exposed shoulder, Heero reached down between their bodies to open the front of Duo's pants.

He guided Duo the lay back on the bearskin rug. Heero slowly pulled Duo's pants off and put them aside. He had waited all day to see his beautifully handsome Duo spread out naked on that white fur rug. Preferably, writhing beneath him and screaming with pleasure.

Kissing Duo's nude body became an act of worship as he moved downward. Heero lovingly gazed at the glory before him and nuzzled Duo's hardness, inhaling the exquisite scent that was his beloved. Reverently he kissed every precious bit of the swollen shaft, taking his time to ensure Duo's sweet torture.

Heero stood, towering over Duo. To see Duo from his position was a stunning vision with his hair splayed behind him and his flawless ivory skin begging to be caressed. Duo's passionately swollen lips were parted wantonly as his thick erection wept for release. Heero shivered at the sight.

"Please Heero," Duo begged, running his hands sensuously over his thighs and erection. "Fill me. Make me whole."

For a moment, Heero looked down at Duo as if he were not sure what action he would take. Loving need won out above any other thoughts. With a groan, he ripped off his shirt and shed his pants. Before his mind could form a coherent thought, he found his body pinning Duo to the fur rug.

Locating the oil that he had stashed under the fur, Heero oiled his fingers. He carefully slid them into Duo's warm and inviting depths. Working carefully to only bring pleasurable pain to his beloved Duo.

Duo pushed onto the invading fingers, urging them to go deeper into him. His need driving him to heights he had never been before. He felt the fingers leave; he gasped as if lacking for air. Duo looked up into Heero eyes as he felt his body being penetrated ever so slowly, a strong forceful yet gentle taking of his body. This was the joy of belonging to Heero.

"Breathe." Heero whispered as he felt his cock fully sheathed within Duo's tight warmth. He loved the way they felt as they were joined together as one. If only they could stay like that forever, never being parted in any way.

Unable to fight the primal urges a passion any longer, Duo thrust his hips up, forcing Heero to move inside of him. But Heero had other ideas; he wanted this to last as long as possible.

With a growl, Heero pulled out and leaned down to take Duo's cock into his mouth.

Duo's passionate scream shook the very foundation of the building. Heero licked and sucked on the head, reducing Duo to tears. "Please Heero! In Me!"

Taking pity on his loved one, Heero pushed into Duo once again until his balls pressed against Duo's ass. Gazing into each other's eyes, they moved together in passionate union, giving into the primal rhythm of love. Erotic moans filled the room as they merged in a spiritual oneness that could only be achieved by mated souls. Feeling the rising surge of power, they fell over the edge together, screaming each other's name. The very power of their orgasm shook the cosmos.

Without releasing his hold on Duo or pulling out of him, Heero took the blanket from the bed and covered them up. They fell asleep, thoroughly sated within the glow of eternal love, what is and what will always be. Forever.


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