Halloween Bets

I loved him, so much it hurt. I’d ached for him for what felt like an eternity, and now, now that we’d admitted that we wanted to be together, nothing was going to hold me back. It had been too long, way too long. And I hoped he was as ready for this as I was.

We made it back to the apartment at about 1am, giggling and shushing each other so as not to wake the neighbors. We finally managed to close the door behind us and were leaning back against it and then we got the laughing under control and our breathing back to normal.

“Dibs on the shower!” I stage whispered, taking off down the hall. Duo chuckled, coming down the hallway after me, snatching me around the waist and hauling me bodily back against him, then kissing my neck lightly as I gasped, leaning back against him. He continued on like for a few moments, gently sliding off the cardigan and letting it fall to the floor. I turned in his arms and angled my head, meeting his lips with mine, softly.

I took a step back and Duo let me go, a quizzical look on his face, but keeping a hold on my hands. I smiled.

“Just let me wash all of the crap off first, please?”

“Oh, I don’t know,” he said, smirking. “It kind of has its appeal.”

I snorted. “No. I’m not doing, well, whatever it is we’re doing,” I was blushing profusely at this point. “While looking like a queen, and feeling like my hair is going to snap off if it so much as bumps anything.”

He smiled at that. “Okay,” he said, turning to walk back to the living room. “Hey, do you want some coffee or tea?”

“Coffee is fine.” I reached down and picked the cardigan off of the floor, draping it over my arm, and then turning into the bathroom, but not before looking back over my shoulder to watch Duo for a moment. Only to find him watching me back. We both smiled at each other, then proceeded with what we were doing.

I swear it was the longest shower I’d ever taken. The stuff in my hair just did not want to wash out. On top of that was the anticipation of being with Duo in one capacity or another for the rest of the night.

Thank goodness we had tomorrow off.

It was in the shower that I also made my decision. When we decided to go all the way – whether that was tonight or two months down the road – if there was any question as to who would do what, I would bottom first. When I realized I was attracted to men I had done my research – yeah I know, go figure – and so I knew what to expect. Also, though Duo and I had never really discussed it, he probably had some bad experiences in his childhood and I wanted nothing to interfere with our first time together. It should be, well, magical and perfect.

Sheesh, I sound like a girl.

Oh well.

Finally the gunk in my hair gave up and washed out. I decided to condition it because otherwise it was going to end up all flaky the next day and I am vain enough that when Duo runs his hands though my hair I don’t want it to snow on him. Shower done with, I went to my room to finish drying off and put normal clothes back on, then out to the kitchen.

Duo had also taken advantage of the time I was gone and changed into more comfortable clothes and was sitting on the couch looking out the window. A mug of coffee was in his hands and he looked over at me.

“Pot is still on,” he said quietly, taking a sip.

“Thanks.” I wandered over and poured myself a cup, then went and sat down next to him. We sat there for a few moments just enjoying the companionable silence, when we both started talking at once.

“Duo, I think,”

“Heero, I wanted,”

We both stopped and looked at each other before chuckling lightly. I motioned for him to go first.

“I wanted to say that tonight has been really great.” I nodded, completely in agreement. “I also think that we don’t need to rush anything.” He was staring at the coffee table now, cheeks tinged red with his blushing.

I reached a hand out, turning his face toward me. “Hey, look at me.” He reluctantly met my eyes. “I am perfectly fine for taking this as fast or slow as you need. I’m not in any rush.” He sighed, relieved, and I smiled. “We just really got together today. Yeah, we have a whole history of friendship together, but let’s just get used to it being ‘us’ and not ‘me and you’ anymore, okay?”

“Thanks, ‘Ro. I’ve had some bad experiences in the past, and, well,” he ran his fingers through his bangs, then looked at me again. “I just really, really want this to work.”

“Me too, Duo.” I spread my arms, inviting him to hold onto me, and he crawled onto my lap, nuzzling his face into my neck. I leaned back sighing, then dropped a lingering kiss on top of his head. He leaned his head back, angling so he could kiss me on the mouth. I increased the pressure a little and he nipped at my lower lip. I lightly ran my tongue across his mouth and he opened up, letting our tongues dance together before maneuvering his own into my mouth to explore again. We continued like that for awhile, tongues mingling, running our hands over each others arms, backs, and sides.

My back started protesting so I pulled back, panting heavily, and put one of my hands on Duo’s cheek. “Please,” I gasped lightly. “Need to move.”

Not the greatest choice of words, but it got him to sit back abruptly, eyes wide. I arched my back and a loud popping noise echoed in the living room, and then I slumped forward, smiling at him. He started chuckling.

“Sorry,” he scratched the back of his head. “I thought you meant something else.”

I laughed lightly with him. “We should probably go to bed,” I offered in response.

“Yeah,” he agreed. He got up and offered me his hand, pulling me off of the couch. I started down the hallway, Duo right behind me. When I got to my doorway, he cleared his throat to get my attention and turned halfway to him.

“I know what I said earlier and all. But that doesn’t mean that,” he paused, staring at the carpet. “Well, what I mean is, is that, we could still sleep, just sleep, you know, in the same bed?” He ended questioningly. “I mean, better to know now if you’re a cover hog right?”

“Or if you kick out in your sleep?” I asked back.

“Yeah,” he said, finally getting that I was fine with it.

“My bed or yours?” I wondered.

“Umm, I have absolutely no preference,” he stated, once again with a smile on his face.

“Yours it is then, at least for tonight,” I smirked, turning toward his room.

We walked in and headed for the bed. I stripped down to my boxers before I thought to ask, “Is this okay?”

“Oh, yeah, that’s fine,” he replied, glancing over at me before disrobing down to his own boxers.

We crawled in together, at some unspoken agreement with me farthest from the door, but both of us facing it, and scooted until we met spooning in the middle.

I wrapped an arm around his waist and pulled him closer to me, at which he turned his head to me and gave me a peck on the lips.

“Good night Heero.”

“Good night Duo.”

I had never slept better.


THE END

AN: Finally, finally, I finished it! Woohoo! I know some of you may have been hoping for a lemon, but I just couldn't have them jumping in that fast. All reviews are appreciated!