Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is the property of Bandai and Sunrise. Alas.
Warning: I mention condoms and kissing but nothing else. Huh.
Pairing: More of the usual, 1x2 though really it's all topsy turvey...
The first time we had sex,
Heero put the condom on inside out.
It wasn't really his fault; lubricated side, powdered side, it all looks
the same in a dim room. It wasn't until I got my hand on it that I suspected
something was off.
"Uh, Heero? Is it supposed to feel so . . . dry?" I ran my fingers over
it again in confirmation. Heero shivered but lifted his head to look at
me. He squinted and then felt the condom himself. Thoughtfully he pulled
on the latex, rolling it back a little to feel the lining and his skin
"I'd wondered why the inside was kind of slippery." He picked up the condom
package and glared at it in disgust. "So much for easy application."
I couldn't help it; I burst out laughing. And when he shoved me off the
bed I lay on the floor in a pile of pillows and blankets and laughed harder.
A moment later he crumpled up the condom wrapper and threw it at me. It
bounced off my head and rolled under the bed.
I lay grinning on the floor, naked as the day I was born and contemplated
Heero's upturned face above me. He hadn't cut his hair since he'd moved
in and it had grown down nearly to his shoulders where it curled slightly
at the ends. I'd caught him staring at it in the mirror that morning and
jokingly offered to remove it for him if he wanted. It was odd but for
a second he'd seemed to look at it longingly before turning away to go
get the scissors.
Heero isn't always very good at expressing desires. He often gets caught
up in what he believes is the Right Way. Fortunately for him, I've always
been a firm believer in Other Ways. And being the good friend that I am,
I feel obligated to guide him back onto a path that's less straight and
Therefore, when he brought me the scissors I sat him down on the stool,
trimmed the ends a little and then put the scissors away. When he looked
at me puzzled, I leaned over to rest my chin on top of his head, meeting
his eyes in the mirror. "I like it like this."
He'd put his hand up to touch the ends a little before looking back at
me. Then his eyes switched to his reflection and he'd smiled.
Totally made my whole damn day.
It was then that I realized how much I cared about Heero. I can't help
but feel this warm affection for the guy. He can be the most obnoxious
stubborn bastard at times, but he also has moments where he seems so unsure
of his place in life. I wasn't ready to throw myself in front of a moving
train, but I'd definitely take a bullet for him. As long as it wasn't
lethal, mind you.
"You crack me up Heero," I told him from my spot on the floor.
He shook his head at me but grinned as well and offered a hand to pull
me up. Crawling back onto the bed, I lay on top of him for a while, just
enjoying the feeling of his bare skin against mine.
Heero has the most amazingly soft skin. It's warm and smooth like satin
and one of the best things about going to bed at night is the part where
he takes his clothes off and slides in next to me.
There are parts of his body that aren't so smooth; scars that healed roughly,
bumpy spots and lines of raised skin. But I have those as well. It's like
a visual reminder of who we are and where we've come from.
"We don't necessarily need a condom." Heero gave an experimental thrust
upward and chuckled. "We could always just do some of this."
I grinned and thrust back, "What, dry humping?" He raised an eyebrow and
sniffed, "I prefer the term warm-up sex."
For the second time that night, I burst out laughing. I finally managed
to calm down and rolled to the side so I could run my hand up and down
his stomach. He made a pleased sound and then pushed my hand down a little
further. "I like it when you laugh."
I rolled the condom off and grinned a little at the dampness it left behind.
"Well they say the key to a good relationship is being able to laugh freely."
I watched as he stretched a little, and I smoothed my fingers over the
mark the condom had made.
"Well that too, but when you laugh and shake like that it feels rather
nice down there as well."
Before I could say anything to that, he rolled over and pinned me to the
mattress, a smirk hovering on the edge of his grin. I grinned back and
pulled him down for a kiss. The kiss was nice. It wasn't hearts and stars
and a box of Lucky Charms but there was tongue and teeth and he was growling
softly which was way more of a turn on that I could ever believe possible.
With every thrust of his hips he'd thrust his tongue deeper; sucking and
pulling on mine at the same time. The combination sent electric shocks
through me and I dug my fingers into his shoulders.
It's amazing how fast you can go from feeling mellow to feeling horny.
Fortunately I was in a position to do something about it.
I managed to open my eyes and focus on his face above mine. "It'll be
a little messy but I say screw the condom."
He lifted his hips to grind against me, adding his hand to the action,
"Personally, I'd rather screw you."
I stuck my tongue out at him and tugged his hair a little, "Ha ha. Well
get on with it then."
And so he did.
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