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Falling Apart	By : YojiKato Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 937 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A gentle breeze blew across the beach, rustling his loose pants at the ankles. He gazed out at the ocean that seemed to span forever. It had been a hard few weeks for all of them. Hell, it had been a hard few months... years. But on the calm beach, with the gentle waves lapping at the shore, he felt something he hadn't felt in a long time. Peace.
As much as he hated it, a doctor had prescribed an antidepressant that had helped stabilize his dark moods, and they worked, so he continued taking them. He'd been forced to talk for hours over the vacation. He'd given into sobs instead of holding them back. He'd shared gory details with Duo. Talked about what he was feeling with Quatre. And allowed Heero to hold him when he just couldn't stand the thought of being alone.
The flashbacks and blackouts hadn't completely stopped, but they were much less than they had been. For that, at least, he was immensely happy. He felt he had some control over himself again. Perhaps more than he'd ever really had. A laugh several yards away drew his attention to Blake and Duo romping on the beach. He shook his head, but a small smile came to his lips.
It was good to see Duo back to his old self, pulling pranks and able to not just walk, but run. It seemed he was going to get the full life he deserved.
“Penny for your thoughts?”
He looked up over his shoulder as Heero moved toward him with two glasses of lemonade. He sat beside him and handed one over. Wufei nodded his thanks.
“Are my thoughts so cheap?” he asked with a slightly teasing tone.
Heero laughed. “No, they're worth much more than that.”
He took a sip of the tart drink and looked out to the water. “I wish we didn't have to leave,” he said quietly.
Heero nodded. “I like it here, too.”
Wufei took a breath and looked to Heero, resting his cheek on his knee that was pulled to his chest. “Heero, I'm quiting Preventers.”
Heero gazed at him silently for a few seconds. “What do you want to do?”
He shook his head. “I don't know, but I just can't go back to that lifestyle.”
“That's understandable.”
Wufei bit his lip. “You don't think it's weak of me?”
Sapphire blue eyes firmly met obsidian. “No. I think it's your choice to decide how you live. If you don't want to be an agent for Preventers, then why should you waste your life doing something you don't want to? There are tons of other jobs out there.” He smiled. “Have you thought about what you want to do?”
He shook his head and sighed. “I'm not sure I'm up for doing anything right now.”
Heero gripped Wufei's hand. "I'm not saying you have to work, but sitting around and doing nothing probably isn't a good idea. How about going to college or something?”
Wufei thought it over for a moment. “Maybe... I used to want to teach.”
“Oh? What subject?”
“Literature.” He dropped his eyes to his feet. “Meiran hated that. She thought I was weak because of it. She felt like it was a disservice to her, being married to a nerdy scholar.”
Heero squeezed his hand. “She was little more than a child who'd been raised to only see strength in muscle and power. I'm sure if she'd had the chance to grow up and mature she would have seen the strength you have.”
Wufei's jaw flexed and his eyes stung, but he willfully forced the tears back. He was damn tired of crying like a hormonal woman. Heero, with that sixth sense of his that seemed to know when Wufei needed it, put an arm around his shoulder and pulled him to his side.
He released a heavy breath. “I hate the medication,” he said suddenly. “It's making me fat.”
“You're not fat. You've only gained five pounds. If you're that worried about it, start working out again.”
“I did some research, Heero. Working out won't help.”
“You don't know that for sure if you don't try. Your katas are good exercise.”
He worried his bottom lip between his teeth. In truth, he wasn't too worried about the weight. He wouldn't be on the medication for long and then he could lose it... hopefully. The fact of the matter was, he wanted to make sure Heero didn't care about it.
“Yeah. I'll start those back when we get home.” He pulled away from Heero slightly and turned to face him. “There are other ways to exercise, you know.”
“Oh?” Heero asked with a small smile.
Wufei nodded. “Some we can do together.”
“Such as?”
“Well,” he leaned forward, “one of my favorites starts like this.” He pressed his lips to Heero's and pushed him back on the towel, straddling his hips.
“Fair warning, Fei, sex on the beach leaves sand in interesting places.”
Without breaking the kiss, he flipped Duo off and waved for him to go away.
Duo laughed. “If you're gonna be that way about it, you'll need this.”
Wufei raised up a few minutes later to make sure the braided menace was gone and found a tube of lube lying on the sand next to them. Heero chuckled softly and he ground his hips into his lover's, flattening his palms to his T-shirt covered chest and running his thumbs in circles over his nipples.
“And what do you find so funny?”
Heero gripped his hips. “Nothing.”
He raised an eyebrow and moved his hands down to the hem of Heero's shirt. He lifted it slowly, kissing the skin as it was exposed.
“Wufei, we're in plain sight.”
He lapped at one of Heero's nipples. “That's all right.”
“It's a private beach... but we aren't the only ones using it.”
He moved back down Heero's stomach, teasing at his navel as he pushed Heero's shorts down. He sat up long enough to removed his own shirt and slid back up Heero's body, resting on his elbows as he ran his fingers through chocolate brown hair. He gazed into sapphire eyes and licked his lips.
“I love you, Heero.”
He closed his eyes as the sweetest words he'd ever heard washed over him. He ran a hand up the back of Wufei's neck, gently tangling his hand in raven hair and pulling him down for a heated kiss. Wufei shivered as their tongues and bodies slid together, heat rising between them. Heero's hand snaked down the back of Wufei's pants and trailed his finger lightly over the entrance.
Wufei sat up and quickly removed his pants. Heero shifted to lay on his side and directed for Wufei to lay on his side in front of him. He coated his fingers and stretched him, soaking his neck and shoulder with kisses until he was sure his lover was more than ready. He applied a liberal amount of lubrication to his length before guiding it into Wufei, slithering one leg between the Chinese man's and raising it up.
Wufei closed his eyes as Heero draped an arm over his chest, tweaking a nipple as he began a slow, steady rhythm. He barely rocked back, allowing the sensations to grow gradually. It was the most erotic and sensual moment of his life to date. Sure, he and Heero had had sex before, but it was nothing like this. The other times had quickly turned into a maddening pace. But Heero wasn't allowing that now. He kept the thrusts slow
Wufei reached back and gripped Heero's hip, not to encourage faster movements, though. He merely needed to touch. He felt Heero's hot breath wash over his neck and moaned softly. This was it, he thought with a sudden epiphany. This wasn't fucking. It wasn't just sex. It was making love. He couldn't stop the tears that slipped from his eyes.
“Heero.”
Lips pressed to his neck. “It's all right,” he whispered. “I've got you.”
He groaned and dug his toes into the sand, clenching the edge of the towel in a white-knuckled fist. “Oh, gods.” For the first time in his life, he didn't want to speed the act. He didn't want to get it over with or hurry to the orgasm. He wanted to stay forever with Heero inside him, loving him.
“You okay?” Heero's sultry voice whispered into his ear.
He moan brokenly and gripped the hand draped over his chest. “Yeah, much... better than okay.”
Heero licked his lips and suckled at Wufei's ear, licking the shell and blowing across it gently. “Never wonder what I feel for you. I love you. I always will.”
He groaned. “Even... ngh... if I wind up...” he whimpered, “five hundred pounds?”
Heero smirked. “Won't happen.” He sucked a small portion of skin at the junction of Wufei's neck and shoulder, wringing an appreciative moan from the man. “But if it did, of course I'd still love you.”
Tremulous breaths escaped Wufei as the heat in his middle built. He tried to push back harder, but Heero prevented it, holding his hips in a firm grasp. He drew his knee to his chest and ducked his chin down, gasping softly and growing slowly overwhelmed with need. “Please, Heero.”
He ran his fingers lightly over Wufei's chest. “Calm down, lover. Just enjoy it. Sex doesn't have to be fast and hard. Listen to the waves.”
Wufei took several calming breaths and raised his head slightly, staring out over the ocean as Heero continued to move inside him. Lips trailed softly across his neck and shoulder. Heero's hands ran across his chest, stomach and hip in slow circles. He lost himself to the sensations, taking what was given in a way he never had before. As the sun began setting, he felt the very beginnings of orgasm. He pulled from Heero and pushed him to his back, straddling him and slowly lowering back down.
He kept the same pace Heero and started and braced his hands on either side of his lover's head on the towel. Heero smiled softly and cupped Wufei's neck. The crimson rays of the setting sun silhouetting Wufei's frame gave him an ethereal appearance.
“You're beautiful,” he whispered.
The Chinese man closed his eyes, pressing out a few tears that slid down his cheeks. “When you say it like that... I almost believe you.”
Heero pulled him down until their lips almost touched. “Believe me.”
Wufei took Heero's lips in a slow, undemanding kiss. “I do.”
He rocked slowly and stroked himself, raising up on instinct as he neared the edge of orgasm. Heero covered his face, hips jerking reflexively as they came together, both crying out softly in release.
Wufei dropped his forehead to Heero's chest. “Damn.”
“Hm.” Heero folded his arms over Wufei's back. “Love you.”
Wufei sighed in contentment. “I know.” He pushed up on trembling arms to gaze into lust-darkened sapphire eyes. “Thanks to you... I don't feel like I'm falling apart anymore.”
Heero's brows drew together. “What do you feel?”
He smiled, placing his hand to Heero's cheek. “Like it's a new day... a new life.”
The End.
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