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Cowboy	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5572 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing it belongs to Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. Written for pleasure not profit.

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Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing, it belongs to Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. I just borrow the guys from time to time and return them a whole lot happier. I don't own the song 'Rodeo' either. It belongs to Garth Brooks and as such all rights remain his. This fic is based loosely on the lyrics. Written for pleasure not profit.

Pairing: 2x1x2, past 1xR (sorry!) 3x4

Rating: NC 17

Warnings: Angst, fluff, sap, yaoi, Lemons, Lime, AU

Summary: Heero is a rodeo rider, the best on the circuit and looks set to remain there until an up and coming young cowboy appears on the scene.

AN: This fic is based loosely on the lyrics of 'Rodeo' by Garth Brooks - although it is not a song fic.

Dedication: To my lovely beta; Sakura for giving me the plot bunny and for all her hard work in editing my stuff. (No easy feat!) Thanks hun! You're the best!

“Cowboy”

October 2010 ShenLong

Chapter 16

[It’s the white in his knuckles

The gold in the buckle

He’ll win the next go round

Rodeo – Garth Brooks]

“Thank you for letting me stay here with you, Dorothy,” Relena said as Dorothy showed her to the spare room.

“Honey, you’re most welcome,” Dorothy replied. “Now, why don’t you go freshen up a bit and I’ll make some tea. Once you’re done meet me in the lounge and tell me all about what happened.”

“Okay,” Relena nodded.

Dorothy left the young woman to her ablutions and all but skipped down the stairs and into the kitchen to make the tea. Dorothy had received a phone call asking if it was okay for Relena to spend a few days with her friend. Dorothy could tell from the tone of Relena’s voice that something was up. Not fifteen minutes later, Relena had shown up on her doorstep, eyes red, face puffy and her normally neat and tidy hair askew.

Taking one look at her friend, Dorothy had welcomed her inside, assisted with her suitcase and taken the woman to her spare room. Now she was intent on discovering just why Relena was in this state.

With the kettle boiled, Dorothy made a pot of tea. Leaving it to steep she fetched milk and sugar, setting the items on a small tray along with two cups and finally the tea pot. Adding a plate of biscuits, she picked up the tray and carried it through to the lounge and set it down on the coffee table. She could hear the sounds of Relena coming down the stairs and took a seat. Moments later the other woman entered the lounge, her hair now brushed and tidy, eyes still red but her face not quite as swollen.

Picking up the tea pot, Dorothy poured the tea, passing a cup to Relena and motioned for her friend to sit. With her own tea cup in hand, Dorothy addressed her guest.

“Tell me what happened, Relena.”

It took a while for Relena to let her friend know all about her problems with Heero, her suspicions, meeting with the other cowboy and then her discovery that her suspicions were true. Whilst recounting Heero’s words to her when they had their argument, Dorothy passed over a box of tissues, Relena unaware that she’d started to cry again.

Several cups of tea and half a box of Kleenex later, Relena had spilled the whole, sorry tale.

“Oh, Relena,” Dorothy sympathized and putting her own tea cup down, she got up and moved to sit next to Relena on the couch, putting a comforting arm around the other girl’s shoulders and drawing her into a warm embrace.

“Dorothy, this is so wrong. I swear Heero must have hit his head or something when he had that fall a while back. There’s no way he could possibly be gay. This is all the work of that fairy assed, other cowboy.”

“There, there, don’t go upsetting yourself,” Dorothy soothed. “Of course Heero isn’t gay, he’s just a little misguided at the moment. I’m sure all you two need is a bit of a break from each other for a little while. You’ll see, he’ll be on that phone and begging you to come back in a couple of days.”

“You think so?” Relena asked through her tears.

“I’m sure he will.”

“But what if he doesn’t?” Relena wailed. “I’ll be the laughing stock of the rodeo girls. They will all know my fiance has thrown me over for another guy!”

“I wouldn’t worry about the other girls, Relena. Heero will come back to you.”

“You don’t know that for sure,” Relena sobbed.

“If he hasn’t made the effort by the time the next rodeo comes around then I guess we will have to help him out a bit,” suggested Dorothy.

“I’ve already been thinking about that,” Relena confided, her tears slowing just a little.

Dorothy gave an evil smile. “Oh, Relena, do tell me what it is you’ve come up with.”

“Well...”

* * *

Heero ran a mental check over the items he’d loaded into the trailer, ticking them off one by one. Nothing forgotten that he knew of; and if he had, well, he’d just have to do without it. The next rodeo was up in a couple of days and after his meeting in Stinnett with Duo, he’d decided to travel up to Duo’s ranch and stay overnight, leaving the next day for the rodeo.

He still hadn’t decided whether to travel from Duo’s in his own rig or to travel together with Duo in either Duo’s or his own rig. He guessed he could figure that out once he was at Duo’s.

They hadn’t met again since Stinnett and Heero was eager to see the other cowboy again. They had called each other every night, shared long conversations and gotten to know each other better. The more Heero learned about Duo, the more he found himself wanting to be with the man.

Relena had been in touch only once, and that was to let him know she was sending a friend with a van to collect the rest of her things. Heero had agreed that was probably the best thing to do and had made sure to have all remaining belongings of Relena’s moved and stacked in a neat pile on the front porch the morning the friend was due to pick them up. The less interaction he had to have with any of Relena’s friends, the better.

He was still wary of the woman, her threats not to be taken lightly and Heero had them in his mind constantly. After a week had passed and nothing forthcoming from Relena, he began to relax his guard a little, although he remained suspicious of any and every phone call or knock on his door.

Wandering into the barn, Heero fetched the feed stuffs he would need for Wing and secured them in the grooms compartment. All he had left to load up was his own clothing and food stuffs. Standing in the kitchen he put his hands on his hips and sighed. He really didn’t have all that much of a clue what he would need to take to feed himself. Relena had always taken care of that side of things. Now he wished he’d paid more attention.

Ever the logical person, he grabbed a note book and pen, writing down how many days he would be away and how many meals he would need in that time. With things in black and white on paper, it made it much easier for him, until he looked in the pantry that was.

“Shit, I really need to do some grocery shopping,” he muttered when his eyes perused the sorry state of the shelves. A glance at the clock told him he really needed to shift his ass if he wanted to make Duo’s by mid-afternoon. Grabbing what he could, he took the food out to the trailer and packed it away.

Ten minutes later he was locking up the ranch house and loading Wing onto the trailer.

*

Duo was on tenterhooks. He’d been up since dawn, cleaned the house from top to bottom and made up the bed in the guest bedroom – just in case. He didn’t want Heero to think he was sloppy in his habits, not that he was, but he felt better with the house all super clean.

He held hope that Heero might want to share his bed with him, but he wasn’t about to push things either. With fresh linen on his own bed and the guest room made up, it didn’t matter which option Heero chose, Duo had both bases covered and he would respect the other cowboy’s decision.

Once the house had been given a complete clean, Duo headed out to the barn. Scythe watched with keen interest as his master cleaned out his stall and put down fresh straw. He continued to watch as his master moved to another stall and gave that a good sweep out before breaking open another bale of straw and bedding the stall down thickly with it. A water bucket was produced and given a scrub along with Scythe’s bucket. Both buckets were then filled and placed inside the two stalls.

Duo wasn’t sure what Heero fed Wing so he didn’t bother to make up a feed for the paint, he decided to leave that for Heero when he got there. He did fill an extra haynet though and hung one in each stall. With the accommodations for the horses all sorted out, Duo switched his attention to organizing his gear for the rodeo.

The saddle, bridle and saddle blanket were placed near the door of the tack shed. Duo’s lariat and piggin’ string joined the pile along with a spare of each. Opening the doors to a cabinet inside the tack shed, Duo pulled out a bag and dropped a few brushes into it. His rig was next to be brought out and Duo gave it a thorough check over before adding it to the rapidly growing pile of gear.

Unsure of if they would travel down together and if so, which trailer they would take, Duo thought it best to leave his gear in a neat pile in the tack shed for now. No point in loading it all into the trailer if Heero wanted to use his trailer and take them both in that.

A visit to the feed shed was next and Duo set aside enough feed to see Scythe through for a couple of days. Not that he would need that amount, but Duo liked to have plenty as one never knew what lay around the corner. “Better to have it and not need it than not have it and need it,” he muttered to himself.

With all his preparations complete for the moment, Duo glanced at his watch. The time had sped by and Heero would be arriving somewhere in the next two hours. “Shit! Better shift this ass,” Duo told Scythe who was still quite content to hang his head over the corral rails and watch all the goings on. He could tell something was up, something other than the usual trip away to the rodeo and Scythe was just as eager to discover what that something was. Hopefully it would be a pretty filly for him.

Giving the stallion a pat to the neck and slipping him a carrot, Duo headed for the house once more.

*

Wing had loaded up okay and so far was traveling well. Heero found it rather different to be on his own in the trailer cab. He was used to having Relena there beside him making idle chatter and wishing she would shut up. Now he was by himself, it took some getting used too. He reached for a CD and slipped the first one his fingers found into the trailer’s CD player. Moments later the sound of a guitar cut through the cab followed by the unmistakable twang of a country singer.

The miles rolled by, Heero driving at a steady pace. He stopped once to check on Wing and pay a visit to the bathroom, but that was all. He was eager to get to Duo’s ranch and see the other cowboy again. Checking the GPS system, he noted he was making good time and should be at Duo’s in another fifteen minutes.

*

Duo had managed to put his clothes for the rodeo all ready and taken a shower. He’d slipped on his favorite pair of denim jeans and a red plaid shirt. Rolling the cuffs up to his elbows he felt more comfortable. He left the hat off for now and padded in socked feet to the kitchen. He wasn’t too sure what Heero liked to eat so he’d decided on a simple salad and steaks done on the grill out the back.

He fired up the grill, keeping it on low to warm up slowly. With that task complete, Duo went back inside and fetched all the salad items from the ‘fridge. With everything washed, he began to chop up tomatoes, celery, cucumber and some radishes. He’d just finished tearing up the lettuce when he heard the sound of a vehicle pulling in along his driveway; at the same time, Scythe gave a loud whinny from the corral.

Popping the torn up lettuce into the waiting bowl, Duo draped a tea towel over the partially prepared food and quickly dried his hands. Yanking his boots on and grabbing his hat, he opened the door and stepped out onto the porch.

Heero slowed the trailer as the GPS system warned him he was almost at his destination. He spotted the mail box on the side of the road, a driveway sitting next to it and a wooden sign that stated ‘La Grange Ranch’. “This is it,” he muttered to himself and began to turn the trailer into the driveway. Slowly and steadily, Heero followed the drive, spotting the ranch house up ahead. It looked welcoming. A small smile played upon Heero’s lips as he drew closer.

The ranch house had a verandah that appeared to go all the way around. It was made out of wood and stone, blending into the surrounds and keeping with nature. Several trees surrounded the house and offered shade in the summer and shelter as well as a wind break in the winter.

As Heero continued along the drive it took him around the back of the ranch house and into an open area. Duo’s trailer and jeep were parked ahead and to Heero’s right sat the barn and corral. If he looked hard enough, Heero could see the paddocks beyond the corral and the ranges in the distance.

Pulling the trailer to a stop, Scythe gave a loud whinny from where he was in the corral; Wing replied with just as much volume. Movement to Heero’s left caught his eye and seconds later, his breath, as Duo stepped out onto the porch.

Spotting Heero inside the cab of the trailer, Duo waved and gave a cheery smile as his heart skipped a few beats. He stepped off the porch and quickly crossed the yard. Heero wound down the window.

“Hey,” Heero said softly as the other cowboy stopped at the open window. “Anywhere in particular you’d like me to park?”

“It’s good to see you, Heero,” Duo returned. “Just swing the trailer around here and back it in next to mine if you don't mind.”

“No problem.” Heero put the trailer into gear turned it around and parked it where Duo had asked him to. Cutting the engine he climbed out and smiled warmly at the long haired man. “Thank you for putting both Wing and myself up tonight.”

“It’s no problem at all, Heero,” Duo returned. “I’ve missed you.” Duo inched forward and with an incline of his head, reached out his arms to envelop Heero in a hug.

Heero melted into the hug, his own arms wrapping themselves securely around Duo’s waist and holding on tight.

Content to simply hold each other for the moment, Duo inhaled Heero’s scent and couldn’t resist pressing a soft kiss to Heero’s neck. A loud neigh from inside the trailer and an answering one from the corral ruined the atmosphere though and the pair reluctantly pulled apart.

“I’d better get the beast off the trailer,” Heero said.

“You can pop him in the corral next to Scythe if you want,” Duo offered.

“Thanks, that would be good.”

Duo went to open the corral gate whilst Heero fetched his vocal horse. Once Wing was out of the trailer, he continued to snort and emit a loud neigh from time to time. His tail was kinked up over his back, nostrils flaring as he took in all the strange and new scents – including that other stallion’s.

Inside the other corral, Scythe began to prance along the rails. He tossed his head and sent another neigh in the direction of that paint pot. This was his territory and no way was he going to let that patchwork pony take over.

Wing wasn’t interested in taking over, but he was damned if he would be intimidated by a stallion that looked like someone had flicked white paint over him! What was with the spots anyway?

Heero took the stallion through to the second corral and let him go. He smiled to himself when he saw the full water bucket. Duo was so thoughtful.

Immediately he was released, Wing turned his back on the other stallion and began to walk around the corral, nose to the ground and sniffing all the new smells. Scythe watched over the fence, still pacing along and intent on showing this intruder just who was top stud here.

“Just leave them be, they’ll soon settle down,” Duo said as he and Heero watched the pair in amusement.

“And I thought human males were the only ones to try and dominate, looks like these pair are having a really good pissing contest.”

Duo snorted. “I’ve got news for them. They can just learn to get along or suffer in silence. I don’t plan on giving up on Wing’s owner so Scythe had just better get used to Wing’s company.” As if to confirm his words, Duo wrapped his arms again around Heero’s waist, this time he snuck in and pressed a tender kiss to Heero’s lips.

“Ahh, nice,” Heero murmured.

With a chuckle, Duo released the blue eyed cowboy. “Come on, we better get your stuff inside and I’ll show you around. I figured we could have steaks on the grill for dinner and maybe watch the sunset on the back porch.”

“I’d like that,” Heero replied, a little shy.

With a warm smile, Duo took Heero’s hand in his own and led him back to the trailer.

It didn’t take long for Heero to get his things from the trailer and soon enough he was stepping inside Duo’s home for the first time. He gazed about eagerly, keen to learn a little more about the man who was rapidly taking over his every waking thought. The house was simple in its design, an open plan living area and kitchen running off to the side. The kitchen was large and rustic, in fact, the entire house was rustic. Wooden floorboards with scatter rugs tossed here and there gave it a more homey feel.

Heero liked it immediately.

The furniture was also simple in its taste and design. Practical without being over the top or looking shabby either. ‘Very much like Duo himself,’ Heero mused. The upstairs was similar to the lower level, wood being the feature piece. The bathroom was modern though and tiled where the shower stall sat. A large, older style clawed bathtub took up almost all of one side and Heero couldn’t help but admire it.

“Yeah, I kinda like the older style stuff, as if you hadn't already gathered,” Duo admitted sheepishly as he showed Heero through the house.

“I think it’s lovely,” Heero replied, “especially the bath. I can imagine it would be wonderful to just lie in it and soak after a hard day’s work or a particularly stressful one at a rodeo.”

“If you’re a good boy, I might let you find out,” Duo teased.

Heero blushed slightly. “Really? I guess I’d better be on my best behavior then,” he teased back.

Heero’s reply had Duo stunned for a moment, but he quickly recovered. “Ah, the bedrooms are down here,” he mumbled and led the way along the hall, Heero right behind him.

“This is my room,” Duo stepped inside the open door and to the side so Heero could come in.

The room was large and airy, wood furniture again being the main focus. The bed was a large, queen size with a walnut colored head and food board. Matching bedside tables stood on either side and a large tall boy sat against one wall. Three varnished doors indicated the built in robe and on the polished floorboards lay the scatter rugs.

Heero liked it immediately and then had another thought, one that had his heart speeding up. ‘Did Duo want him to sleep in here with him?’

“The guest bedroom is just here,” Duo said as he stepped out into the hall and along a little way.

This room was a mirror image of Duo’s room, only with a single bed and not a queen. Heero gazed around and felt a small touch of disappointment.

“Heero, please don’t think I’m being pushy or anything, as that’s the last thing I’m intending here; But I just want you to know that you can sleep here in the guest bedroom, or, if you wish, you are more than welcome to share my bed with me. I promise to be a complete gentleman and not take advantage of you or anything,” Duo continued quickly.

Heero wasn’t too sure what to say. On one hand he would really like to sleep with Duo, but on the other, he didn’t know if that would be a good idea.

“It’s okay, Heero,” Duo said softly, although he couldn’t help the disappointment in his tone.

“No, no, Duo. I’m not sure what I’d like to do,” Heero replied.

“Look, why don’t you dump your things in the guest room for now. You can think about what you’d like to do whilst we have dinner and settle the horses for the night.”

“Thanks. I’m sorry...”

“Nothing to be sorry for,” Duo said and leaned forth to steal a tiny kiss. “We go at your pace with whatever you are comfortable with. Now, I’d better get back to the kitchen and finish off the salad.”

“I’ll come and help you.”

* * *

“It’s really lovely out here,” Heero sighed as he took a sip from his coffee and stared out at the night sky.

“Yeah, it is,” Duo replied from where he was sitting next to Heero on the bench on the back porch.

The horses had been brought into the barn and fed, both stallions tolerating the others presence. Heero had fetched a feed from his stash in the trailer rather than use Duo’s, he felt he’d imposed enough on the other man as it was.

With the horses eating, the pair had gone back to the house where Duo had brought out the steaks and showed his expertise with the grill, cooking the steaks to perfection. They’d loaded their respective plates with salad and sat comfortably on the back porch to eat their meal.

The sun had set, slowly sinking behind the ranges and bathing the landscape in her golden hues before allowing the darkness to encroach and take over. Stars twinkled in the clear night sky, the moon half full and glowing down on the earth. Crickets came out and chirped lazily in the cooler air and occasionally one of the horses would snort or shift in his stall.

It was peaceful.

Duo put his coffee mug down and slid a little closer to Heero, slipping his arm around the other cowboy’s shoulders. “Is this okay?” he asked.

“More than okay,” Heero sighed and leaned into Duo’s side. He felt comfortable, secure and lowered his head a touch to rest upon Duo’s shoulder.

They continued to sit in silence for another few minutes, then Duo decided to try and test the waters a little more. He turned his head and pressed a kiss to the top of Heero’s head. Heero raised his head a touch and that allowed Duo to lean close and partake of a sweet kiss.

“God, I could kiss you forever,” Duo moaned softly.

“I think I could let you,” Heero breathed and reached forward to take a kiss of his own. He felt bolder about things now, his mind clearer in what he wanted and he decided to try a little flirting himself.

Duo was ecstatic that Heero was starting to show a little initiative and eagerly parted his lips for Heero to deepen their kiss.

As they continued to kiss so they drew closer to each other, arms wrapping around shoulders and holding on. Duo feathered kisses along Heero’s jaw, across his cheek and found an earlobe which he nibbled on. Heero moaned softly, enjoying the ministrations. Duo decided to try a little experimenting and brought one of his hands to Heero’s face to cup his cheek, then he allowed it to drift down, across Heero’s collar bone and towards his chest. He began to rub the palm gently over Heero’s chest until he located a nipple underneath the shirt. His fingers came into play and gently teased the nub through the fabric.

“Ah,” Heero groaned. He’d never felt anything like that before.

“Like that?” Duo whispered huskily.

“Ah, it feels... different, nice,” Heero managed to reply.

Duo chuckled softly and continued to toy with the nub.

Heero squirmed a little with the new sensations and discovered his nether regions stirring to life. He groaned as he shifted, trying to find a more comfortable position. Duo had a pretty good idea what was happening to Heero, hell, he was getting affected himself and just from the sweet sounds Heero was making! He let his hand drift further south, across a taut stomach until it rested in Heero’s lap where he give the bulge he found a gentle squeeze.

“Oh, god,” Heero moaned, eyes shut as his body reacted.

“This okay?” Duo asked, unsure if he should proceed or not.

“Please,” came the begging reply. Heero was so hard he hurt and he wanted to know what it would feel like to have another man touch him.

With the all clear having been given, Duo began to massage and squeeze Heero’s length through his jeans, pleased when Heero’s hips began to thrust up into his touch. Finding the zipper, Duo paused for a moment. “May I?” he asked again.

Heero swallowed and nodded. “Yes,” he whispered. His heart was in his mouth as Duo lowered his zipper and flipped open the button to his jeans. Would Duo like what he found? A warm hand found its way inside his open jeans and located the flap of his boxers. Seconds later, Duo’s hand curled around his aching shaft and began to gently stroke. Heero lost all coherent thought at that point.

Duo’s heart had warmed when Heero gave him permission to touch him and his hand was quick to take advantage of the offer. He located Heero’s thick length and curled his fist around it, stroking gently. Heero felt hot and heavy, a good average in size if his sense of touch was anything to go by. Feeling Heero tremble beside him, Duo pulled his lover a little closer and pressed kisses to Heero’s jaw and head as he continued to stroke.

The speed build up a little, Duo’s hand knowing just how fast to pump, how hard to squeeze and when to run his thumb over the leaking slit. Heero completely forgot this was another man touching him so intimately, he was completely lost to the pleasure. Relena had given him a few hand jobs in the past and he’d masturbated himself too, but never had it felt quite like this.

It didn’t take long for Heero to reach his climax, a soft shudder followed by a stiffening of his body and a cry from his lips indicated he was there. The thick, creamy fluid spurted from the tip and coated Duo’s hand, the other cowboy continuing to pump gently until Heero went limp, completely spent. Releasing the softening organ, Duo couldn’t help himself and raised his sticky hand to his mouth for a taste of Heero. Slitted blue eyes followed the movement, Heero thinking he would find it disgusting but discovering the opposite – it was kind of erotic.

Pulling a handkerchief from his pocket, Duo wiped the remaining traces of Heero’s come from his hand and then Heero’s groin. He smiled at the other cowboy. “Enjoy that?” he asked as he tucked Heero away and zipped him back up.

Heero nodded, his voice wasn't working right now.

“Good.” Duo wrapped his arms around Heero once more and rested his chin atop Heero’s head, content to let the other cowboy recover. They could talk more once Heero was functional again.

~ * ~

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