To Heal An Angel.
folder
Gundam Wing/AC › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,445
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Category:
Gundam Wing/AC › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
1,445
Reviews:
9
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
2
I am back! Again, with another chapter.
Pairings: Heero/Quatre, Quatre/OC, Duo/Wufei(Trowa is not in this one.)
Warnings: The same as before (and no I do not own gundam wing or it’s characters. If I did I would put Duo and Heero under my spell..mwahahah!!)
Chapter 2:
Heero woke the next morning as the sunlight filtered through his window and he relized he was wrapped aroun Quatre who lay quietly in his arms awake but not moving.
“Quatre?” Heero asked quietly and the blonde hid his face in Heero’s shoulder with a whimper.
“It’s ok Quatre.” Heero used his free hand to brush the blonde’s bangs back off his forehead and gently turned Quatre’s face up to meet his own gazing into the sapphire eyes with all the love and reasurence he could muster.
Quatre blinked confused. He had expected hate, anger or annoyance but..those emotions were not in Heero’s normally cold prussion eyes. Love was in them and worry and gradually he allowed his aching body to relax into Heero’s strong arms feeling how warm and safe they felt around him. His hands came up to grip Heero’s shirt as teasr flowed down his face.
“Hee..ro..” He breathed through the tears. He could smell Heero’s familier scent of gunpowder and colonge, feel how solid his chest was.
“Heero!!” He cried shaking with sobs, totally overwhelmed as he relized he was safe and away from Rick.
Heero had calmed the blonde down and they lay together in the bed still but there was something bothering Heero. Quatre had been a gundam pilot..so how could one man have had so much power over him?
“Quatre? Why did you let that Bastard hurt you?” He asked gently.
“He...threatened to kill you and the others. I just wanted to protect you four.” Quatre whispered ashamed as he tried to move away. Heero pulled him back, turned the blonde’s face to his and pressed a gentle kiss on Quatre’s lips pulling back after a moment to check the reaction. Quatre’s eyes were even wider and he was blushing but didn’t look mad so Heero leaned foreward and kissed him again letting his tongue brush against the blonde’s soft bottom lip. Quatre parted his lips and allowed Heero to claim his mouth as his own. Suddenly images of Rick raping him repeatedly flashed through his head and he let out a frightened cry.
“No..”
Heero pulled back immediatly.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s just...” Quatre couldn’t tell Heero how he had been used again and again by a man he didnt love and who didn’t love him. Heero stroked his cheek.
“He hurt you sexually.” He said and Quatre nodded. Heero was pissed but didn’t allow it to show as he moved up and over Quatre bending to kiss him gently again.
“Heero...you still want me?”
Heero looked and felt hurt.
“Of course. No matter what was done to you you are still you.”
Quatre melted beneath Heero wondering how the cold, distant perfect soldier of the war could have changed so much. Heero’s calloused hands were gentle as they moved over his body and his kisses were soft and passionate. His whole demeaner had changed and Quatre found himself liking it more and more.
Pairings: Heero/Quatre, Quatre/OC, Duo/Wufei(Trowa is not in this one.)
Warnings: The same as before (and no I do not own gundam wing or it’s characters. If I did I would put Duo and Heero under my spell..mwahahah!!)
Chapter 2:
Heero woke the next morning as the sunlight filtered through his window and he relized he was wrapped aroun Quatre who lay quietly in his arms awake but not moving.
“Quatre?” Heero asked quietly and the blonde hid his face in Heero’s shoulder with a whimper.
“It’s ok Quatre.” Heero used his free hand to brush the blonde’s bangs back off his forehead and gently turned Quatre’s face up to meet his own gazing into the sapphire eyes with all the love and reasurence he could muster.
Quatre blinked confused. He had expected hate, anger or annoyance but..those emotions were not in Heero’s normally cold prussion eyes. Love was in them and worry and gradually he allowed his aching body to relax into Heero’s strong arms feeling how warm and safe they felt around him. His hands came up to grip Heero’s shirt as teasr flowed down his face.
“Hee..ro..” He breathed through the tears. He could smell Heero’s familier scent of gunpowder and colonge, feel how solid his chest was.
“Heero!!” He cried shaking with sobs, totally overwhelmed as he relized he was safe and away from Rick.
Heero had calmed the blonde down and they lay together in the bed still but there was something bothering Heero. Quatre had been a gundam pilot..so how could one man have had so much power over him?
“Quatre? Why did you let that Bastard hurt you?” He asked gently.
“He...threatened to kill you and the others. I just wanted to protect you four.” Quatre whispered ashamed as he tried to move away. Heero pulled him back, turned the blonde’s face to his and pressed a gentle kiss on Quatre’s lips pulling back after a moment to check the reaction. Quatre’s eyes were even wider and he was blushing but didn’t look mad so Heero leaned foreward and kissed him again letting his tongue brush against the blonde’s soft bottom lip. Quatre parted his lips and allowed Heero to claim his mouth as his own. Suddenly images of Rick raping him repeatedly flashed through his head and he let out a frightened cry.
“No..”
Heero pulled back immediatly.
“What’s wrong?”
“It’s just...” Quatre couldn’t tell Heero how he had been used again and again by a man he didnt love and who didn’t love him. Heero stroked his cheek.
“He hurt you sexually.” He said and Quatre nodded. Heero was pissed but didn’t allow it to show as he moved up and over Quatre bending to kiss him gently again.
“Heero...you still want me?”
Heero looked and felt hurt.
“Of course. No matter what was done to you you are still you.”
Quatre melted beneath Heero wondering how the cold, distant perfect soldier of the war could have changed so much. Heero’s calloused hands were gentle as they moved over his body and his kisses were soft and passionate. His whole demeaner had changed and Quatre found himself liking it more and more.