Platinum [complete]

Hooray for part two! ...If you\'re enjoying this as much as Mookie and I enjoyed writing it, I\'m glad.


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Heero\'s breath caught in his throat. He\'d been trying to avoid this very situation, hadn\'t he? If so, why the hell had he invited Zechs to the apartment in the first place? His eyes slid shut as his inner voice kept telling him he would be sorry, that he\'d regret this...

He opened his mouth to protest, whether his own conscience or Zechs\' mouth on his own, he wasn\'t sure, but then the tongue was back in his mouth, and he found himself leaning forward eagerly, regretting for a moment that he\'d not had a chance to brush his teeth, and then reminding himself that he wasn\'t likely the only person Zechs had kissed without the benefit of a thorough dental cleansing first.

That reminded him of what Zechs was, and what this was going to cost him. Had Zechs thought he was lying? Heero was already in over his head - the last thing he needed was a pimp shaking him down for stiffing one of his streetwalkers.
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Yes! A response! Milliardo relaxed somewhat, a lot more comfortable kissing this man than trying to make conversation. His tongue snaked along the brunette\'s, and a slight shiver ran down his spine. He almost never allowed kissing with his tricks... and the way this man kissed was delightfully new.
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He leaned back slightly, forcing his eyes open and practically tipping over the folding chair with the effort. \"I told you,\" he said, his breathing ragged and his body screaming at him for stopping just when it seemed things were getting interesting. \"I don\'t have any money.\" Heero was almost ready to add that he got paid the following day, and was horrified that the thought had even crossed his mind. What the hell was wrong with him? If anyone had told him he\'d be practically begging a prostitute to start a tab, he\'d have laughed in their face.
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\"I don\'t care,\" Milliardo hissed out quickly, realizing he meant it after it was said. Taking another chance, he lifted his left hand and slid it under the man\'s shoulders, pulling him into a sitting position and taking a seat on his lap, leaning in for another kiss. His tongue slipped across the brunette\'s lower lip, begging for the mouth to be opened again.
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Heero gave in to the questing tongue, relieved immeasurably at Zechs\' words. It shouldn’t have mattered to him, but it did. This was the most he\'d given in to his impulses in a long time - the most he\'d felt in a long time, and mistake or no, Zechs seemed to want him.

Seemed was probably an understatement, he acknowledged, as the blond massaged the inside of his mouth and nipped at his lower lip. He raised a hand and slipped it into the long strands of hair, tangled as they were, and began to respond more enthusiastically, sucking Zechs\' tongue deeper into his mouth.
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His right hand came to rest on his host’s shoulders, his fingers walking along the slender neck and ghosting up into his hair, while his left was now making its leisurely way down the brunette\'s chest and stomach. His deft fingers toyed with the button of the brunette\'s pants, but Milliardo decided against jumping right to the chase-- instead, he moved his hand further down and cupped the man through the denim.
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Heero had the beginnings of an arousal, but feeling Zechs\' hand palm him had him arching his back off the chair, pushing his groin closer to the warmth that covered it. He pulled his mouth away and tipped his head back, taking a few shuddering breaths. \"Not in the chair,\" he ground out, although if Zechs kept massaging him like that any longer, he might not care about any weird contortions necessary for whatever was going to happen next.

He knew damned well where this was headed, and it both excited and scared him. Sex was power, and he hated to give anyone that sort of control over him, over his better judgement. He closed his eyes briefly. Hell, his judgement had been thrown to the winds the moment he\'d invited Zechs to the apartment.
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\"Where?\" the blonde demanded, surprised at his own aggression. Maybe it was because of the kindness that he had been shown, and maybe it was just because it had been so long since he had actually wanted to sleep with anybody. Either way, he was biting and kissing the brunette\'s neck eagerly, waiting for a response.
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It was the kiss, he acknowledged. Kissing was a level of intimacy that he shied away from, yet Zechs had forced it on him. Surprised him with it, made him want it...all of it.

And Zechs didn\'t even know his name.

\"Heero,\" he said, struggling up and off the chair, feeling Zechs\' hand drop away. \"Call me Heero.\"
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Was the name real?

...Did it matter? The man wanted to be called this, and now Milliardo had something to call him. \"Heero,\" he said in a deep, lustful voice, \"Tell me where I can have you.\"
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It should have made him wince, he realized, the need to provide his name, as if Zechs might actually need to know it, as if he\'d even want to. Maybe it was that Heero wanted desperately to hear it from someone who wasn\'t barking orders at him or telling him to lighten up or asking who had killed his puppy. He licked his lips as Zechs asked him a question that made him weak in the knees. Where Zechs could have him?

He jerked his head toward the door opposite the bathroom. There was no way he was going to do anything on the couch. His roommate could go hang for all he cared. \"There,\" he said, striding to the bedroom and unbuttoning his shirt as he went. He didn\'t think he could take it if Zechs undressed him.
All he knew was that his pants were awfully tight, and they seemed to be getting tighter.
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The blonde stood and followed Heero, and watched with no shyness as his latest interest undressed himself. Was he supposed to sit by idly and just stare? It was like dangling prey before a hunter.

He got on his knees before the brunette, looking up at him with urgency, waiting for the pants to be undone as he kissed along the fine trail of hair leading beneath the denim. Every part of him wanted to strip Heero of his last article of clothing, but he knew that if he pushed too hard, this would go nowhere fast.

Milliardo\'s palms skimmed across the front of the brunette\'s legs and over his hips and stomach, then he curled his fingers and slid his hands down Heero\'s backside, squeezing his tight flesh as he nipped at the skin of the man\'s hips.
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Heero held his breath for a moment as Zechs dropped to his knees, feeling his own legs weaken as Zechs exhaled against his stomach, and unable to stop the groan from escaping when Zechs pressed moist lips to his sensitive flesh. He felt branded by the touch of hands on his thighs, even through the fabric of his pants, and the touch on his exposed hip had him fumbling with the zipper on his fly, feeling inexperienced and clumsy and eager to feel that mouth and those hands travel further south.

He rested one hand on Zechs’ head and attempted to shove his pants down with the other, wanting to do it himself, wanting Zechs to help him, but most of all wanting more of what Zechs was offering.

As he tried to shimmy out of his pants, Zechs’ fingers grazed his skin, and Heero felt the pinpricks of desire everywhere those hands touched him.
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Finally the pants were undone-- Milliardo was practically salivating for the manhood finally exposed before him, and he quickly tugged the denim down Heero\'s legs until it was at his ankles before slowly, carefully taking hold of the unyielding length just a breath away, like taking hold of something precious.

Hungrily he lapped at the dark head, tasting precum as he grasped the shaft firmly and massaged the underside with his thumb.
He slid his tongue all around the head and finally across the small opening once more, this time putting his lips over it and adding a little suction as his hands ran up and down the length slowly, tantalizingly.

Now that he had what he had craved, Milliardo could take hours simply pleasing Heero, tasting this delicious cock. He opened his mouth further, exhaled, and took all that was Heero into his mouth as his hands now massaged the heated sac between the brunette\'s legs.
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It was almost too intense for Heero - he\'d never wanted anyone like this before...his body had never reacted with raw, aching need before - and he thought his knees would buckle when Zechs\' tongue swirled around the head of his cock before wrapping his hand around it. When Zechs moved from the head to taking all of it into his mouth, Heero buried both hands into the blond hair at his groin, bucking his hips as Zechs applied suction.

No matter what had led them to this point, Heero was now focused on one thing and one thing only. He hadn\'t realized how much he\'d needed this, or what he\'d been missing out on. He\'d denied himself for so long, and for what purpose?

His fingers dug into Zechs’ scalp, and he tried to lessen the pressure but Zechs was doing things with his tongue that made him wish they\'d at least made it to the bed, because he didn\'t think his legs would support him much longer.

Another moan escaped as his back arched again, and he swore he could feel Zechs\' tonsils with the head of his cock. The massaging of his balls was accompanied by an occasional touch between his buttocks and Heero bit his lip to prevent himself from crying out Zechs\' name.
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The brunette was responding wonderfully-- Milliardo was pleased. He had been wary that at this point Heero would back out as a lot of first-timers did, but instead, the man was bucking and his body was warming significantly.

He ran his tongue along the underside of Heero\'s length and felt the man\'s legs twitch; knowingly, he allowed the brunette\'s cock to slide from his mouth-- of course not without one last lap-- and took hold of Heero\'s waist. Skilfully he lifted the light man off his feet and lay him down on the bed, lifting the brunette\'s legs in the air and exposing his tight opening. Milliardo let the pale legs come to rest against his shoulders and draped his hair over them as he took to running his left hand up and down the brunette\'s shaft slowly while lapping at his own right hand.

Once satisfied that his fingers were moist enough, Milliardo leaned forward and began kissed along Heero\'s inner thigh while his slick fingers slid along the brunette\'s entrance slowly.

His middle finger pushed with a little more pressure with each sweep over the entrance his fingers made, until finally it slid inside the hot opening. To lessen the blow, Milliardo coupled this with taking Heero\'s full length into his mouth once more and applying as much suction as he could while still playing with the shaft with his tongue.

His head moved back and forth in time with the digit inside the brunette, and he worked his throat to stimulate even the head of Heero\'s desire as he twisted his finger within the tight opening.
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Every pore of Heero\'s being protested when Zechs pulled his mouth away, teasing the head of his cock with one final swipe before he was lifted and brought to the bed.

This was what he\'d wanted, what his body was begging for, and his nervousness was pushed aside as his desire raged like a blazing inferno. It burned a bit at first, the intrusion of Zechs\' finger, but he was distracted by the return of the warm lips and tongue. It was a heady combination - both being penetrated and at the same time thrusting his length into the moist cavern that was Zechs\' mouth.

Then Zechs rotated his finger and he nearly came off the bed. He wasn\'t completely ignorant; he knew that Zechs had hit his prostate. He just hadn\'t imagined it to affect him, assuming it was either over rated or that he was just undersexed and unresponsive.

He wanted to tell Zechs to stop - he wanted to tell him to keep going. It was frightening, to want something this much. There were risks involved, and he had no idea if Zechs carried some sort of protection, or if his roommate had any, and then Zechs hit that spot again and for a moment he wondered why he even cared.

He wanted to watch Zechs. There was something primal about watching his length being swallowed and laved by another person - another man - by Zechs himself, but he couldn\'t keep his eyes open, settling instead for resisting the impulse to thrash his head from side to side. He had more control of himself than to give in to the unfamiliar feelings Zechs was stoking in him.
Nonetheless, his hands fisted in the blond hair and it was all he could do to keep from yanking on it as Zechs brought him to the verge of climax before letting him hover there, wanting to both beg for and demand release.
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Milliardo had to keep from smiling as he felt the brunette buck upwards into his mouth. He had been aiming for that small area within Heero and every man that made them moan even if they tried to hold back, but hadn\'t expected to find it so quickly.

Taking the responses as initiative, he carefully slid a second finger inside the heated body, this time curling his two fingers then parting them slightly as he turned his wrist. Pushing them inside, deeper than before, he touched the very spot Heero had let him know he\'d found, and pressed against it with both fingers, curling them once more, then turning them, repeating his actions as he moved his mouth faster over the brunette\'s length, feeling the impending release.

His free hand clenched and massaged Heero\'s sac as Zechs pulled his head back and sucked on the head of the brunette\'s desire once more, waiting for the release as he stroked the sensitive prostrate one last time.
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Heero had his eyes screwed so tightly shut he saw coloured lights as the pressure built up to the breaking point - and then he gasped out Zechs name as his legs tensed, and then the tension that had been building reached its peak and he panted as he came. He was aware of the cramp in some of the muscles he hadn\'t even realized existed, and of the trickle of sweat down the side of his face, and of Zechs fingers, still inside him.
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With quite a bit of noise the brunette came inside Milliardo\'s mouth-- and the blonde swept up and swallowed every pearl that Heero could offer, swiping at its source with his tongue to taste the last droplets.

Heero had called his name-- albeit not his real name, but his name. Milliardo was thrilling from that alone... nobody had ever done that before. He kissed and licked the brunette\'s length casually as a third finger slipped inside Heero... the man was almost ready.

Working his fingers skilfully, Milliardo kissed along the brunette\'s stomach before lifting his head and nipping at his neck, testing to see if he\'d be pushed away.
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Heero was still catching his breath, stunned at the force of his orgasm. Zechs was still pressing his fingers inside, keeping Heero\'s body from relaxing entirely. The blond traveled up his body, feathering his lips against Heero\'s stomach and higher. Heero was practically at a loss. He\'d not really believed that the money hadn\'t mattered to Zechs, but this could not be the way he was with a paying customer - he just refused to believe it. He thought it was a rather naive belief, but he could not go through with what he knew would happen next if he thought otherwise.

Zechs lips and teeth were at his neck, and Heero\'s Adam\'s apple bobbed as he swallowed, wanting to say something and afraid of breaking the mood. He wanted all that Zechs would give him - wanted to offer all that he could to Zechs in return. It was madness; they\'d just barely met not even an hour ago, but Heero didn\'t want to think about repercussions. He just wanted to feel.
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