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Suprise! The Airport	By : TheColorsofSand Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 997 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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- 1-Suprise! The Airport
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For: Judi at Yaoi Con’s Gundam Wing Meet and Greet. Who had faith in my writing this story even though she had no idea what kind of writer I was.

The Airport
Duo sighed and Quatre followed. Trowa made no sound but likewise leaned forward, his elbows on his knees and chin in his hands.

“Seriously, how long is this going to take? We were supposed to leave an hour ago and the plane’s not even boarding yet. What the hell is going on?” Duo sighed again and leaned back, sliding down in the fake leather bench, his hands pounding out an off-beat rhythm on his thighs.

Quatre sighed again and sat up, leaning against Duo’s shoulder, then draping his legs over Duo’s knees.

“I haven’t slept in over thirty hours I’m going to take a nap okay?” Duo nodded and put his arms around his blonde lover.

“Alright Q-bunny I’ll wake you when it’s time to get on.” Quatre nodded distantly and fisted a hand in Duo’s shirt.

Trowa leaned back and pulled a book out of his back pocket. Icha-Icha Paradise… ah… airport porn.

Heero and Wufei ignored the shifting and bored sighs from their smallest companions expertly. Just across the isle Wufei held a manila file folder folded over backwards, glasses perched delicately on his nose, highlighter poised in his other hand. Beside him, Heero leaned in close, reading from the same lengthy document attached to the folder, pointing to the paper periodically quietly discussing with Wufei various points of interest.

Duo sat watching them, a slight smile creeping over his features. They’d been together for a while now, but not quite long enough to act the way they did. Even Duo had made some sacrifices when he got together with Quatre, and there was still plenty of spontaneity left in their relationship. Wufei and Heero… they were like some old couple. No need to deviate from their set ways, no need for surprises or public displays of affection.

The braided boy just couldn’t figure it out. The sex must be pretty damn good for those two to have stayed together as long as they have. He’d never seen any ups or downs. Even he and Quatre had their spats, sometimes over the most ridiculous things, but not those two.

He knew for a fact that they had at least a few things they absolutely did not agree on, but there was not a harsh word or glare between them. (At least not at each other. It got pretty chilly real quick when they both turned the double glare on him.) Duo just didn’t get it.

Once he asked them about it. All he got was a couple of smirks and a fiendish little glint in Heero’s eyes that didn’t explain a damn thing.

Duo didn’t see it. But really, he just didn’t look hard enough. Even now, when he’d full view of the couple in question and time to give them his undivided attention, the two were just far too sly for him.

He didn’t catch the look in Heero’s eye when he glanced up at the other boy. He didn’t hear exactly what little comments Heero made at the content of the paper. Even a lengthy article on off-world archeological digs could be dirty.

Duo shook his head. He’d never get it. He’d also never get how they could manage to stay awake reading that. He was bored to death just watching them read it. He sighed again. That was bound to get them eventually. He’d sighed nearly six times in the last four minutes, Heero or Wufei would call him on it in a minute or two, then maybe there’d be opportunity for some real conversation, what with Quatre asleep and Trowa’s nose in that book he carried with him everywhere. But to no avail, opposite Duo, the aforementioned couple stood, and Heero spoke.

“We’ve been waiting here for an hour; we’ll go see if we can’t find out what’s going on.” Duo waved one hand a bit.

“Alright, but I don’t know if there’s going to be anything worth finding out. They gave me the run around last time I went up.” Heero and Wufei nodded and they were gone. Duo snorted.

“I’ve never seen any two people more uptight in my entire life.”

Wufei sat reading as quietly as possible. However, Heero was not making that easy. They were in an airport for god’s sake! What in the hell he planned to do in an airport he’d no idea. Duo sighed again, Quatre nestled comfortably in his lap. He was doing it just to irritate them, Wufei knew, but that really wasn’t on his mind either.

Heero leaned in unnecessarily close, his left hand wandering to places that weren’t exactly his own, covertly, but very definitely. He pointed to various bits of text picking out phrases not even the most skilled teenager could have identified as inappropriate. Heero had a gift, he really did. Wufei never thought before that a dig-site somewhere on Mars had so many naughty things going on inside of it.

Heero’s left hand wandered to the inside of Wufei’s thigh, almost nonchalantly. Certainly, someone must be seeing this! But no, not even Duo at his most observant managed to catch it. Wufei glanced up quickly at the crowd gathered at the gate. No, he was sure no one noticed. Heero groped him. Only pride saved Wufei from yelping outright. That bastard, only he could be so sneaky. For a moment their eyes met, but the black haired boy had a feeling he already knew what his lover had been trying to tell him.

Heero stood, and, rolling his eyes slightly, Wufei followed.

“We’ve been waiting here for an hour; we’ll go see if we can’t find out what’s going on.” Duo waved one hand a bit.

“Alright, but I don’t know if there’s going to be anything worth finding out. They gave me the run around last time I went up.” With a nod, the two were gone, Heero glancing back to be sure Duo wasn’t watching. With a covert smirk Heero parted from the streaming crowd, pulling Wufei down an abandoned hallway. The sound of the crowd faded as they approached gates F and G, both with no scheduled flights for more than an hour, and void of any people.

Just ahead, an empty information kiosk flashed little red dots on its black time board. With new urgency Heero pushed ‘Fei forward through two ridiculous swing doors into the booth, then hopped over the counter himself. Wufei looked at him, arms crossed and eyebrows raised.

“Heero, what do you think you’re doing, we’re in an airport, you can’t possibly be thinking of…” His lover grabbed him by the shirt collar and swept his legs out from under him, lowering him to the floor, and climbing on top of him.

“You might have noticed I don’t really care.” Wufei had in fact noticed.

“If we get caught, I’m kicking your ass.” Heero immediately put his tongue in his lover’s mouth. Wufei thought he should probably kick his ass anyway, but as his lover thrust his hands down his pants, he stopped caring. As his Japanese lover shifted on top of him, Wufei regretted a little that Heero had switched the spandex for the blue jeans.

With little to no warning Heero yanked down his pants to his knees and kissed him again. Now pretty much committed, Wufei tugged at Heero’s pants until they both writhed on the gray and blue airport carpet, budding erections pressed together.

The black haired sat up, Heero on his lap and attempted to push him over, but his lover was determined not to be usurped. He pushed back until it was outright war between them. Well, if Heero insisted to move forward with this horribly hair-brained idea, then he might as well win. He left his lover’s mouth for his neck and raked his long fingers over his chest, under his shirt. He gained just enough to role over, pulling Heero underneath him. The man grunted pulled Wufei’s shirt up, exposing a very firm stomach and his smooth lower back. He pulled him down just a bit to hump his stomach, just to tease him.

Wufei took a firm hold on his hips and held him down. Heero reached up and pulled the rubber band out of his hair. It fell over his face like a black curtain. Appropriately distracted he flipped Wufei over on his back and held his hair to the floor. Personally, Heero would have gone all day like this, but if they’d any hope of not getting caught, they needed to get this over with rather quickly. He lifted Wufei’s hips quickly, making it clear just what he intended to do. He looked down at his lover, who nodded without saying a word.

He leaned over his lover and guided himself into Wufei’s tight hole, pushing past the muscle as fluidly as possible. The Chinese man panted, clinging tight to the brunette boy’s arms as he put himself fully inside the other man.

“Heero, I can’t quite tell if this is a really good idea or your worst one yet.”

“We’ll know in a few minutes won’t we?”

“I’m going to make you pay for this.”

“You’re very attractive when you’re embarrassed.” Wufei blushed. Heero kissed his red cheek then latched onto his mouth again. Slowly at first, he began moving in and out of his lover, making him gasp slightly. Never to be outdone, Wufei trailed a hand over the curve of Heero’s ass and pushed two fingers in. It was Wufei’s turn to smile as Heero grunted and bit his shoulder in revenge.

Heero increased his pace in and out of his lover, scooting him slowly across the carpet as Wufei stroked his insides with two very strategic fingers. The black haired man moaned with every thrust, his lover massaging the back of his neck, sucking on the bend of his shoulder, just under his shirt collar. Heero smiled against Wufei’s neck.

“Imagine all the security guards and the show they’re getting right now. Stand up.” He pulled out of him quickly and climbed to his feet, pulling the other up after him. The brunette pushed him against the counter, and lifted him a bit, holding him against it. He kissed his lover, pushing in again, grabbing his cock and stroking across the full length in time with his pounding.

Wufei pulled his fingers through Heero’s hair, pulling him closer. They moved together, eyes closed, foreheads pressed together. Wufei moaned with every movement of his lover’s thick erection, groaning and holding tight to Heero, who breathed heavily in his ear.

“Ah… Heero…” Heero wrapped his arms around his lover and picked him up, impaling him on his cock, as deep as he could go. Wufei’s breath hitched and he came into Heero’s hand.

He lowered him gently to the floor, thrusting hard into him, and came as well. For a moment he slumped over Wufei, panting.

“Duo is going to wonder where the hell we are.” Wufei nodded.

“If they’ve started boarding we may be screwed.” The two stood and replace their rumpled clothing in the right order once again. As calmly as possible they made their way back to the gate and sat down opposite the others once more. When Duo asked, they told pretended they didn’t hear him.

A young man with long brown hair smirked at a TV screen, chin in one hand. Behind him another young man approached, cup of coffee in one hand. He sat down beside his friend sipping at his cup of coffee.

“So anything interesting?” The brunette started slightly, shaking his head looking up at his friend. He coughed slightly and blushed.

“Um… nothing, nothing interesting at all.”
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