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Lurking in the Shadows [complete]	By : wingless Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1755 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The sight of Milliardo's weeping erection almost did Heero in. The blond had climaxed at least twice, that he knew of, with Duo, and yet here was evidence that he wanted Heero as well.

He shook his head slightly. No, he could not believe that this was anything like what he'd heard in the next room, simply because he knew what it had meant to Duo. Not a fucking thing. It should have stung, recognizing that this meant a hell of a lot to him, but it made him feel warm instead. It wasn't a meaningless fuck. Heero nearly dropped the tube as he fumbled with it.

He knew the mechanics of what went on, thanks to one night of mind-blowing sex, and he ached to bury his sheath deep inside Milliardo's body, but if he did that, he had a feeling he would regret it, and not just because he was sure he'd blow his load almost before they'd begun. "On your knees," he said shakily. If he weren't able to see Milliardo's face, maybe he could last longer. He uncapped the tube and squeezed some of the clear gel onto his fingers.

The blonde shivered with lust at the order, rolling onto his side and then his stomach, pushing himself up onto his hands and knees and looking at Heero over his shoulder and through locks of stray hair. He licked his lower lip and watched, his body sparking with anticipation as the lubricant poured onto Heero's digits.

Heero's thumb spread the gel over his first two fingers, and he let his pants fall the rest of the way down his legs, kicking them off before climbing on the bed behind Milliardo. He ran one hand over the blonde�s backside, then let it rest there while he searched for the hidden entrance with slick fingers. He hesitated only slightly before inserting them both, certain that after Duo, there wouldn't be much need for preparation, but wanting to know what it was like, and what to look for.

He took a shuddering breath as he felt Milliardo open to him and then clench around his fingers. There was no way he would last very long once that pressure gripped his cock.

He twisted his hand, probing with his fingertips and hoping to elicit the same sort of reaction that Duo had - the same reaction that Milliardo had managed to get from Heero when their positions had been reversed.

The blonde gasped and arched his back, clutching the sheets beneath him as he hissed out, "Heero!"

He hadn't expected such aggressiveness, but he loved it nonetheless. As soon as the brunette began to twist his fingers, he thought he was going to lose it. "Anh... Heero...yes!" he pleaded, lowering his face into the pillows and pushing his ass higher
into the air.

Milliardo's body sucked at Heero's fingers, and the sounds of Duo coupling with him earlier had been nothing compared to the way the blonde�s voice made Heero's name sound like both a plea and a command. He withdrew his fingers slightly, his eyes widening at the way Milliardo's cavern moulded around him, as if they were meant to fit together.

His fingernails dug into the blonde�s back and Heero patted the sheets in search of the tube. It took far too long, in Heero's opinion, for the almost empty tube to yield more of the lubricant, but finally he felt it, cool at first and then warming as he stroked himself. He poised the tip of his cock nervously, knowing what to do but fearing it as well.

He guided the head in slowly, sucking in his lower lip as he felt Milliardo open to him. Once he was in part of the way, he reached around to Milliardo's dripping need, and slid in slowly as he wrapped gel coated fingers around the other man's length.

His eyes had drifted close while he eased himself in further, but they snapped open when he felt his balls bump against Milliardo's ass.

"Milliardo," he said, his voice full of awe and of barely checked passion.

Milliardo moaned, vocalizing the slow movement Heero made inside of him, shuddering.

And his name, that mouth was saying his real name-- he was painfully hard after release such a short time ago, and hearing his name made it twice as excruciating, but he loved it.

"Heero-- aaaaah, again, oh, gods, Heero..." the blonde moaned into the pillow, squeezing his eyes shut. It was a slow tease the brunette was putting him through, and he had never wanted anybody inside of him more than he did now.

His thighs shook with need at the cock inside of him. The fact that this was Heero alone taking him made him want to whimper like a child, and he barely kept from doing so, pushing himself back and harder against the hips pressed to his ass.

...again...Milliardo wanted him to do it again, and underscored his desire by pressing back against Heero. The dark-haired man withdrew halfway before thrusting back in tentatively. His entire body seemed ready to unravel, and he took a deep breath before repeating the action just as slowly. The feel of Milliardo's body clamping around his length was becoming less foreign to him, and after a few more thrusts, he began to increase his tempo.

His fingers awkwardly jerked on Milliardo's erection a few times before he managed to find a rhythm that seemed to work for them both. He bit the inside of his cheek as the blonde�s back arched slightly, regretting his choice of positions for a moment, yet strongly suspicious that he'd have a very hard time trying to concentrate on his thrusts if he added kissing to the mix.

The next time, he told himself fiercely, despite the fact that there were no reassurances there would be a next time. He pulled Milliardo upright and tried to mold himself to the other man's back as he changed the angle of penetration.

"Ah, ah... ah!"

He had cried out at every thrust more times in his life than he could count, but Milliardo had never actually meant them until this day. Sex was amazing, but here and now with a man he had been desiring, longing for, missing--it was beyond words. He looked over his shoulder at Heero once more, his expression begging as he panted and his cheeks remained flushed.

The throbbing length inside of him, coupled with the inexperienced hand stroking him...

"Heero!" Milliardo begged freely, throwing the last of his dignity to the wind. He didn't care what anybody thought, not even the man who was probably still in the other room, and now he was being pulled up onto just his knees, his back up against Heero's chest.

"Christ, Heero, I've wanted you for so long, ahhhh....anhhh!" he moaned, putting his left hand behind him on Heero's thigh and clutching it while lifting his right up to the back of the brunette's head, slipping unruly hair between his fingers as his cheek pressed to Heero's jaw.

It was amazing, Heero realized. Duo had said sex was power, and it was - he felt a slave to the whims of his body, and no desire at all to resist. Milliardo's hands reached back to touch him, and his thigh felt burned from the contact. He shuddered as long fingers threaded through his hair and then his nose was buried in damp blond hair. The scent of smoke and sex were nothing compared to that of the man himself, and Heero inhaled deeply, reaffirming that it was the man he'd dreamed about, even when Duo's hard-on had been digging into his back.

Heero pressed his lips against Milliardo's hair and then bent his head to suck on the exposed earlobe, momentarily losing his rhythm. His entire body had never felt so alive.

He was going to lose it-- his chest was heaving, and his body was slick with sweat. Heero's stomach was writhing against him, and the brunette's mouth was at Milliardo's ear as his hand worked more magic than any man with experience had ever come close to. His nails dug into the man's thigh as his hands shook and he pushed his head back further while arching his back, pushing his torso out further and tensing his muscles. "Ahhhh.... haaaaaaah.... haaaa.... Heeee-Heero!" he choked out. "I'm going to come!"

Heero could feel Milliardo clench around him, and he hadn't thought his balls could get any tighter until Milliardo moaned his name and warned of his impending release. Heero's fingernails dragged up the blonde�s side, from hip to ribcage, and then he pulled Milliardo to his chest as firmly as he could and felt his cock twitch, not wanting to come this soon, helpless to stop it. He kissed the other man's shoulder as his hips bucked, and then his cock received another squeeze and he squeezed his eyes shut as he came. His hand slowed its motion along Milliardo's length as he filled the blond with his seed.

It was painful and pleasurable all at once as he came into Heero's hand, and the brunette released hot and hard inside of him. Milliardo moaned and twisted his body and neck so he could capture Heero's mouth, filling his hand with dark locks while grabbing the fingers around his length with his other hand and bringing them up to his chest, wrapping Heero's arm around himself. He kissed the brunette desperately, even as his hands still shook.

Heero returned the kiss with equal parts eagerness and anxiety, wanting to prolong this moment together. He felt a small twist in his gut when Milliardo threaded their fingers together. He tightened his arm around the blond and moaned into the kiss, squeezing Milliardo's hand as he did so.

Reality was going to come crashing down hard on him at any moment, and Heero could not accept that. Not now, not after what had been more than the most incredible fuck of his life. His tongue snaked along the side of Milliardo's and he tried to put everything he felt into this simple act.

If this was how it was going to end, he was going to be sure it was with no regrets. He'd already repeated his previous error, but he was not sorry that they'd lacked protection. It seemed right, to have nothing between them. He groaned again and his left hand dug into Milliardo's abdomen as he slanted his head to deepen the kiss further.

The blonde played with Heero's tongue, rolling it around in his mouth, sucking on it, grazing his teeth on it, before breaking the kiss to catch his breath. He leaned his weight against the brunette, letting his muscles relax as his racing heart tried to catch up with the rest of him. Heero was slick, and their bodies pressed against each other were too hot for comfort. Their hair was a damp mess, white trails were streaming down his legs and stomach, and he couldn't have wanted anything else in the world at that moment.

"Heero," he whispered, his voice hoarse, "I'm leaving." He nuzzled his face under the brunette's chin, lapping at his neck and tasting the salt of his skin before adding quietly, "You have every reason to hate me, and I'll understand any answer you give. But, I want you to come with me."

Part of Heero was cognizant of the sticky mess covering their joined hands, and the back of his legs had developed a cramp in them, but the rest of him was in a hazy afterglow. He could hear Duo moving around in the next room, whistling what sounded like the soundtrack to the porno he'd watched the night before. His heart beat was gradually slowing down, only to start racing as soon as Milliardo said his name again. There was a quality to the way he'd said it that had Heero feeling sick. Hadn't he asked Milliardo to stay? It appeared to Heero that he had meant more than just for a farewell fuck...and then a warm tongue trailed along his throat, sending quivers up his spine.

Then Milliardo spoke again, and Heero blinked a few times. He pulled away from the blond and ran a hand through his hair, streaking it with lube and cum and not caring. He opened his mouth, then closed it, then shook his head. He wiped some of the sweat out of his eye with the back of his hand and then looked straight into Milliardo's eyes.

"I don't hate you," he said quietly, "and maybe I should. But..." he took a deep breath. "What did you just say?"

It wasn't that Heero had thought he'd misheard. He had, very clearly, heard Milliardo to ask him to go with him. Perhaps he wanted to hear it again, or to clarify what this meant for them. He had never planned on staying here, with Duo, for the rest of his life, but he didn't want to make another mistake. He'd often regretted letting Duo talk him into moving in, but then, Milliardo wasn't with Duo. He closed his eyes as he remembered that Duo had fucked Milliardo, had him begging for it. It hurt. The question was, how much did it bother him?

Was he being goaded on? Tormented before being pushed onto his face and laughed at?

It was worth the risk... over a year of hiding in the shadows, and longing for this man's touch, was too much to go through for the rest of his life.

"I'm leaving. Come with me. I need to leave this city before anything more can possibly happen, and I want you to be with me more than I want to forget my life up until this moment. I'll do anything, say anything to make you come with me. I'll become your slave, willing and eager."

It felt good to say it, and to Heero's face this time, instead of the mirror above the bathroom sink above the bathroom mirror with only a cheap whore's face staring back, lacking sleep and half-drunk.

Heero shook his head. "No," he said. "No." He took another breath, letting it out slowly. He put his hand behind Milliardo's head, pressing their foreheads together. "Not as your master."

Heero bit his lip, worried about the reaction he'd get. "I told you a year ago that Zechs was dead. I don't want to leave here with him." He brushed the side of his face against Milliardo's cheek and let his lips pause at the other man's ear. "Not as your master," he repeated.

For the first few seconds, Milliardo's chest had tightened and felt like a fist was closing on his lungs and heart. No, Heero had said-- he had been paralyzed by his own devastation.

But then, 'Not as your master'.

The blonde felt like he was going to fall apart at the seams as his forehead met Heero's. His breathing became panting, then silent gasps of joy as he smiled and his scalp and the backs of his arms and legs stung with a sensation he had never felt so vividly before.

Heero was saying yes.

A moan of bittersweet pleasure escaped him finally, and Milliardo's hands lifted to either side of Heero's head, staring into the eyes before him. "As my lover?" he whispered, the muscles in his face aching from the strain of holding his troubled then enthralled expression for so long.

His lower lip trembled against his will, but he didn't care-- there wasn't any further shame he could put himself through before this man who beyond it all still, miraculously, seemed to accept him.

Heero nodded slowly, exhaling the breath he'd been holding. This was what he'd wanted - why he'd told Milliardo to stay. His lover. The corners of Heero's lips curled up slightly at all that implied.

He put both hands on the sides of Milliardo's face and drew him close for another kiss. It started out fiery and almost angry - maybe a bit of last minute punishment for all he'd gone through. He immediately eased up on the pressure, using light flicks of his tongue and nibbles along Milliardo's lower lip.

Duo and all the "debts" he said Heero owed him could go hang, for all he cared. Maybe the jacket Milliardo had brought would keep his roommate warm in bed once Heero was gone.

Milliardo tilted his head slightly and accepted the aggressive kiss more than willingly.

He wished he was a better man for the one before him.

He wished he hadn't slept with Duo out of spite and foolishness.

He wished most of his life hadn't occurred--

But in the end, everything he hated about himself was what had brought him before this man, on his knees, not alone any more.

Treize had been the sacrificial lamb and Duo had the role of the devil, and despite it all, the blonde couldn't believe he had ended up with Heero.

His Heero.

The End.

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A/N: This role-play turned out a hell of a lot mushier than intended� but Mookie and I left it feeling pretty good about it. We�re still considering making a third chapter, with the pair�s life after they leave the city� and perhaps a little look at Duo too?

Let me know if you�d be interested in reading a third chapter, and read and review this one if you�d like!

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