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Warriors + Chapter 118
the Grooms the Sun Shines On (Part 2)
Duo's knees felt so wobbly
it was a miracle he got down the stairs without falling. It was almost
like being afraid, except that he wasn't. No, it was more like that day
that Heero's email reached him from Madrid. Getting something he wanted
so bad was a rare experience in Duo Maxwell's world. It was overwhelming
when it happened.
Quatre put a hand under his arm to steady him and gave him a reassuring
smile. At the bottom of the stairs he helped Duo put on the small white,
pearl trimmed mask he'd made, which Quatre joking called his "bridal veil."
"I thought only virgins got to wear those," Wufei remarked, grinning.
"I'm wearing it anyway, Chang," Duo mock growled. "There," Quatre said,
arranging Duo's hair around it. "Oh Duo! I'm so happy for you!" Wufei
smiled, too, but his was shy suddenly, and Duo was sure he saw tears in
his friend's dark eyes.
"You look so-- beautiful!"
"Thanks Wu-man, but stop with the waterworks. You're gonna make me cry!"
Wufei wiped his eyes, reverted to his usual reserved expression, and handed
Duo the small bouquet of beach roses. "It's time. Everyone is here."
"Doctor B, too?"
"Yes, and a very lovely woman who must be his wife. Trowa gave them seats
near the front." They waited just inside the front door until the first
strains of the wedding march began, and then stepped together out onto
"This is it!" Duo thought, swallowing around the sudden lump in his throat.
Their friends filled the beach chairs lined up on the sand, and beyond
them, at the end of the aisle formed by the chairs and lengths of white
ribbon, stood Heero, unbelievably handsome, solid and real. He was wearing
the necklace and the white, seashell studded wedding mask Duo had made
for him. Trowa and the Justice of the Peace were at his side, all barefoot,
as planned. The guests had their shoes off, too.
The sand was warm under Duo's bare feet as he made himself walk slowly
in time to the music. It was hard to read Heero's face with the mask covering
half of it, but as Duo drew closer, he saw him smile, a real, genuine,
human display of delight. The cold breeze off the water blew his dark
hair into sexy disarray, and caught at the open shirt, baring more of
his tanned chest and sides.
"Is this real, or am I dreaming again?" thought Duo.
But it seemed very real as he reached Heero and they joined hands and
waded out shin deep into the freezing Atlantic water, followed by the
JP and their friends.
OK, maybe they hadn't thought that part through. Quatre's chin was already
shaking as his teeth began to chatter, but it was too late now. Heero
wanted a "mermaid" wedding and that's what he was going to have.
The JP gave them both a nod and Heero reached out and gently lifted Duo's
mask away. Duo did the same, trying not to grin like a mad man. Both of
them had very shaky hands. Trowa took the masks and Duo and Heero joined
"Friends of Duo Maxwell and Heero Yuy," the JP began, smiling herself.
She didn't have any notes or a book or anything. "We are gathered here
in this beautiful place, a place filled with warm meaning for the couple,
and the good friends standing here with them, to see two loving hearts
joined as on forever. Too often I know little about the people I marry,
but like everyone here, I have watched this great romance play out on
magazine covers, newspapers and vids. It's an honor to help them finally
realize the ultimate commitment they are both so willing to make to one
another. They, and their friends, have become symbols of the transition
from war to peace, from enmity to friendship." Here she nodded to Zechs,
who was sitting front and center with the guests. "From soldiers, they
have become icons of love and real friendship. May they always be, for
each other and all of you who love them."
She paused and Duo saw Heero blinking hard already.
"And now Wufei Chang will deliver a short blessing he has chosen, on behalf
of their friends."
Wufei, who'd face death in battle without batting an eye, was shaking
like a leaf as he turned and faced the crowd. But his voice was steady
as he began.
"From the I Ching. ' When two people are at one in their inmost hearts,
they shatter even the strength of iron or bronze.
And when two people understand each other in their inmost hearts,
their words are sweet and strong, like the fragrance of orchids.' "
He paused, and then bowed to the couple. "Such is the love we see between
"And now Duo and Heero will exchange their own vows. Duo?"
Duo took Heero's cold, trembling hands in his own and swallowed hard.
He wasn't good with fancy speeches, so he'd decided to just tell the truth.
With the incoming tide surging around his legs and shifting the sand under
his feet, trying not to think about all the people sitting there, listening,
he swallowed again and began.
"Heero, you and I were both lost, but you were the one who found your
way back to me. Every day for the rest of our lives I will show you how
much you are loved, how glad I am that you came through when I'd given
up, back in the day, and more recently, too. I give you the only thing
I've ever had to give anyone: my self, all of me, but most of all, I give
you my heart. I'll always be your wingman. I'll always have your back.
I'll always be your mermaid, too." He paused, blushing, and whispered
"You know what that means, right?"
Heero nodded, and a tear spilled down his cheek.
Duo brushed it away with gentle fingers. " Anyway, baby, I will always,
always love you forever. I wish I was better with words, but there it
is. I love you, Heero, and I always will, no matter what." Finished, he
squeezed Heero's fingers and gave him a smile.
Heero took a deep breath and cleared his throat. "Duo, since the day we
met, you saw the humanity in me, even when I did not believe it there.
Your belief in me changed my life. It changed me. You are like a light
that came on and showed me a world I hadn't even suspected was there.
Your friendship was a revelation, and then your love for me. But I loved
you before I knew it was returned. You are my sun, and everything that
is beautiful to me. The thought of you sustained me through the darkest
days, and there you were, still waiting for me, when I found my way home
to you." He paused and cleared his throat again, but his blue eyes never
left Duo's face. "You are my heart's home, Duo, and you always will be.
I want to be the same for you always and forever. I love you, Duo."
So neither one of them was Shakespeare, or one of Wu's fancy poets, but
there wasn't a dry eye on the beach when they were done. Even the JP was
teary eyed. But she made it through all the "will you's" and "do you take's"
just fine, and finally got to the good part.
"Duo and Heero, will you seal the pledges you have just given with a kiss
before these witnesses?"
With the breeze and waves and sunshine all around them, and everyone clapping
and cheering, Heero took Duo in his arms and kissed his lights out right
there in front of everyone. They were still lip locked when the JP laughed
and said, "Then the by power vested in me by the state of Massachusetts,
I now pronounce you husband and husband. Ladies and gentlemen, I present
to you Heero and Duo Maxwell."
There was a slight pause, and some surprised looks, then everyone clapped
Duo and Heero had nearly had a fight over the whole name thing. As far
as Duo was concerned, Heero Yuy was the name of the person he'd fallen
for and the name the world knew Heero by. At the very least, they should
do the whole hyphenated thing. But Heero had out logic'd him again.
"That's just some other man's name they gave me when they made me a terrorist.
It was never mine, never who I am. I don't even have a real name that
I know of. But your names, Duo, both of them, they mean something. You
chose them. They are who you are. And I want to be part of something real.
Please, share your name with me?" And then they'd both cried a little
and that had been the end of the matter.
Heero might still be Yuy to the world, but on paper and in his heart,
he was a Maxwell now. Together they were "the Maxwell family". Duo's heart
just about burst with happiness at the thought of that as Heero scooped
him up in his arms and carried him back to dry land, followed by the others.
Zechs was the first to greet them. He kissed them both on the cheek and
gave them a crushing hug, then grabbed Wufei and kissed him like they'd
just gotten married.
"And they were only apart a few days!" Quatre laughed. Trowa was draped
over him like a sweater, green eyes filled with love and hunger.
The wedding photographer took over, posing Dou and Heero and their wedding
party and various friends in front of the ocean, and then did some shots
in the house. With that done, they were hugged and cried over for almost
half an hour before they got everyone back on the to go to Ma Rainey's.
Sally Po held them both by the shoulder and shook her head. "It's hard
to believe you're the same to crazy boys who jumped from that hospital
window that time. My god, who'd have thought?"
Duo was just recovering from a rib crushing hug from Cathy when he turn3ed
and found Dr. Batoosingh standing there with his hand out.
"Doc! Damn, I'm glad you came," he laughed, pushing the hand aside and
hugging the man. "Whaddya think? This gonna work?"
"Yes, of that I have no doubt. I wish you both the very best."
Heero put his arm around Duo and shook Dr. B's hand. "We both owe you
more than we can ever repay."
"Oh, I don't know about that," Batoosingh laughed. "Part of what brought
you this far was doing the exact opposite of what I advised."
"I'll keep that in mind," Trowa noted wryly, still wrapped around Quatre.
Zechs, Cathy and her date joined them in the huge limo, where champagne
was chilled and waiting. Zechs had Wufei in his lap, and held him tight
while he raised his glass to Duo and Heero. "Let me be the first to toast
the newlyweds. To Mr. and Mr. Maxwell!"
"Thank you," said Heero, clinking his glass with his and Wufei's. "I do
like the sound of that."
"I guess I do too," Duo agreed, wiggling up into Heero's lap and kissing
him on the top of the head.
The club was ready for them. The tables were draped in white clothes and
decorated with flowers and candles. The dj had the music pumping and the
vid screens were on, panning the crowd and zeroing in on Duo and Heero.
They cut the tall, white wedding cake, which was topped with small, finely
detailed sculptures of the two of them cast in gundanium, a gift made
by Trowa. They fed each other the ritual piece, kissed and more pictures
Cathy took charge of serving the cake while Heero led Duo out onto the
dance floor for their first dance. Heero had picked the song, and kept
it a secret.
"So, I finally get to hear what you chose," Duo grinned, wrapping his
arms around Heero's waist as the dj cued up the song. "Something mushy,
I bet." Instead, the snarl of an electric guitar playing to a heavy driving
beat erupted from the speakers around the room, with a sassy bass line.
It sent Duo's heart into overdrive as Billy Sido's harsh, deep, sex-drenched
voice pounced on the crowd.
'I know you love me. I see the signs.
Don't even have to read between the lines."
Heero pulled him in closer and ground his belly against Duo's. "Remember
"I love this song!"
"You sang it for me, in the kitchen that day. With that frilly apron on?"
"Oh baby! Perfect!" And he sang along as he and Heero groped each other
like they were the only two people in the whole damn room.
"Ooo baby! How you tease 'n please.
Makes me holler, makes me weak in the knees!
Shake me baby, then hold on tight.
Gonna rock your world the whole damn night!'"
The dance floor filled up around them as the other guests joined in, many
of them belting out the chorus as they danced.
"Shake me, break me, sexy baby.
Gonna spread your wings, an' I don't mean maybe.
Take me, shake me, don't never fake me.
Gonna rock your world alllllll night long!"
Three days' abstinence and the champagne in the limo had quite effectively
lowered most of Wufei's inhibitions. For once he didn't cringe at the
music, or flinch and blush as Zechs grabbed him from behind and ground
against him in the press of the crowd. Instead, he groaned and threw his
head back against Zechs's strong shoulder as those big hands roamed down
his sides and over his hips, fingers tantalizing inches from where Wufei
most wanted them right now.
At Quatre's suggestion, he was wearing a snug silk thong under his linen
trousers and thankfully, that contained his growing erection. But nothing
could contain the rush of lust that overwhelmed him at his lover's touch.
He spun around and pressed himself against Zechs, tugging him down by
the hair for a hot, open-mouthed kiss. Zechs thrust his tongue into his
mouth, then licked and tickled his way to Wufei's ear to whisper in that
husky voice, "I need you mei. I want you so badly!"
With one scorching glance for an answer, Wufei took him by the hand and
led him to a back door out of the main club area. He'd surveyed the entire
building when they'd come here to decorate and make final arrangements.
Thanks to that, he led Zechs straight to an unlocked storeroom. It wasn't
very big, or very romantic, but it had a door that shut. The minute it
was closed behind them Wufei undid his belt and zipper and let the loose
pants fall to the floor. Turning his back to Zechs, he braced himself
against the door and thrust back with his hips.
"Take me, Zechs!"
Zech came up behind him and pressed close, covering Wufei's body with
his. Those hands swept up under Wufei's tee shirt, one hot, the other
smooth and cool against his flesh, and then slowly slid down, down, down
to cup his hard cock through the silky thong. It pulled a frustrated whine
from his throat. "Oh god, Zechs, now!"
Warm fingers slid under the back of his thong, slowly lifting the thin
string from the crack of his ass and inching toward his opening. Wufei
shuddered and whined again as a fingertip circled there. A warm tongue
found the exquisitely sensitive spot on his neck, just below his ear and
swirled hard against it, driving Wufei crazy with desire. "Pleeeeeeese!
Take me like one of those Le Fleur back room boys!"
"Oh mei, my lovely Wufei," Zechs whispered against his ear, sending more
chills down through him to his aching, weeping, still all too covered
cock. Wufei heard the rattle of a belt buckle, and the soft swish of fabric
as Zechs's pants slipped off. "I promised you once that I would never
treat you that way."
"But I want---" The rest of the complaint was cut off as a long warm finger
plunged inside him and found his prostate.
Zechs's breath was warm and champagne scented against Wufei's cheek as
he laughed softly. "Mmmm. Just as I suspected. You're already stretched
"I kept myself ready for-"
Zechs grabbed him and whirled him around, slamming him back against the
door and pinning him there with his body as he pulled Wufei's legs up
around his waist. Before Wufei could recover from that unexpected assault,
he felt the blunt tip of that huge cock against his hole, and then the
shattering pain and pleasure as Zechs plunged it up his ass.
"Not like them, Wufei," Zechs whispered, gazing down at him with those
intense blue eyes. "But like this, face to face so I can see the passion
rise in those incredible eyes of yours, and watch the rosy flush color
your cheeks as I fuck you through this wooden door."
With a wanton sob of pleasure and longing, Wufei dug his fingers in to
Zech's shoulders and arched against him, squirming on the thick shaft
that impaled him so deliciously. "Yessssssss. Do it!"
Zechs lifted him up, withdrawing slowly, then slammed back up into him
again, so hard Wufei couldn't even get his breath. "Like that, little
Chang? Is that how you want it right now?"
"Yes!" Wufei squeaked. "More! Again!"
And Zech gave it to him, so hard it rattled the wooden door on its hinges.
"Hey, where's Big Blondie?" Duo asked, looking around the crowd as he
and Heero shared a four-sided dance with Quatre and Trowa. "He promised
he'd dance with me at my wedding and I'm holding him to it!"
Quatre closed his eyes for an instant, then turned bright red as he staggered
and fell into Trowa's arms with a moan.
"Are you all right?" Heero asked, concerned.
"Uh, he and Wufei are going at it like wildcats in heat somewhere out
back," Quatre muttered, sliding against Trowa in much the same fashion.
Trowa gave Duo and Heero an apologetic smile. "I think you're going to
have to excuse us for a bit."
"Sure, go!" Duo laughed, snuggling into Heero's arms. "I don't suppose---?"
"Later, little mermaid," Heero whispered in his ear, following the words
with a flick of his tongue.
Duo pretended to pout. "Great. Everyone's getting laid but me!"
Heero cuddled him closer. "I promise, you'll be glad we waited."
Quatre had scoped out the place, too, and knew where he was going as he
led Trowa by the hand toward the stairs leading up to the roof. He didn't
need any more empathic work to figure out that Wufei had already commandeered
the storeroom. The door was shaking in a steady, unmistakable rhythm,
and they could hear Wufei's breathless moans and Zechs's deeper growls
"That still amazes me," Trowa murmured as they passed.
No one else was on the roof, at least no yet. Quatre led him to a sheltered
spot behind the AC unit and pulled him into a passionate kiss. Trowa returned
it with equal fervor, burying long fingers in Quatre's tousled blond hair.
Then he moved his lips to Quatre's eyelids, his nose, his cheeks and chin,
kissing gently but passionately. "Mi Corazon. Mon petit, Je t'aime beaucoup!
Je vais vous faire l'amour doux!"
"Yes, Trowa. I want that. I love you so much!"
Heedless of his light colored trousers, Trowa fell to his knees and opened
Quatre's pants to smooth his fingers over the bulging silk below."
"Oh, Trowa, I'm so close! Don't let me cum in my pants, Corazon!"
"Meli, I will drink you like wine." He let Quatre's pants fall, then wrapped
his hands in the side of the thong and tore through the waistband. Throwing
the ruined garment aside, he took Quatre's hard, sweet, metal studded
cock in his mouth and worshipped it with his tongue. Already over stimulated
by the day and the dancing and his quick, guilty glimpse of what Wufei
and Zechs were still up to, Quatre came quick and hard down his husband's
throat. Somehow he managed to stay on his feet afterward. He turned, grabbed
a railing by the AC unit, and presented his bottom to Trowa.
He stayed on his knees as he grabbed Quatre's slim little hips and tongue
fucked him until he was loose and juicy. Only then did he rise and enter
him. Bending his knees, he fucked him slowly and gently, caressing every
inch of his husband's beautiful little body that he could reach. It was
always heaven to be inside him, and a week's horny yearning made it all
the sweeter. Quartre's skin was luminous in the moonlight, and his hair
shone like white gold. "Bello!" Trowa crooned as he rocked in and out
of him. "Bellisimo!"
Aroused as he was, Trowa kept the pace slow, allowing Quatre to recover
and grow erect again under his gentle caresses. When he was panting and
moaning again, Trowa quickened his thrusts a little, just enough to bring
them both to a long, lingering climax. Quatre's legs gave out and Trowa
lowered them both down to the rough ground, cradling Quatre in his arms.
"Meli. My beautiful little husband. I missed you so much!"
"I missed you, too," Quatre whispered in exhausted satisfaction. "Don't
think I want to be away from you again for a long time!"
"You won't be, meli. I'm here, and I'll always stay with you."
They kissed again, casting a single shadow in the moonlight.
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