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Feel	By : animecrazed117 Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1227 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own GW or any of the characters, I only borrow the boys for some ficticious fun! I make no profit from this story other than putting my inner plot bunnies to rest =P

Chapter List
- 1-Feel
- 2-Trowa
- 3-Heero
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Heero wasted no time in stripping his clothing and stalked into the shower. He turned the water on as hard as it would go. He hissed as the water ran over his wound. Stupid bullet. It had grazed his side, not going deep but enough of a wound to be a nuisance. He blocked it out and braced himself against the side of the shower, water beating down on his back. Now that the mission was over, he knew what he had to deal with, but was just as clueless as he had been when he left.

Duo liked him. For some stupid, unexplainable reason, Duo wanted to be with him. Heero refused to acknowledge the part of him that thought this would work. There was a war to be fought, and he couldn’t afford a distraction. However, he now had two – Duo and his own personal emotions. Emotion he refused to act on. He was a soldier first. Nothing more. He knew nothing else.

He didn’t know what to do! Emotions were foreign to him! He had learned all his life to ignore them, and did not even know to recognize them. Duo had it so easy. He had everything figured out, knew exactly what he wanted. Heero had no clue about any of it. No knowledge was a weakness, and so he refused to explore it any more. He sighed, his internal musings getting him nowhere, and turned off the water. Toweling off, he re-entered his room, only to be stopped in his tracks.

Duo was there. Sitting on the bed, waiting for him. Heero’s hand on his towel tightened, his whole body tensed.

Duo looked up as Heero exited the bathroom. He was the epitome of sexy, muscles defined as the water ran down his broad chest, stopping at the towel. His hair was messy, and his piercing blue eyes were sharp as they started at Duo. Duo sighed. He had his work cut out from them. As his gaze swept Heero’s body again, he noticed the blood leaking from the wound. He was up in an instant.

“What happened?” he demanded.

“Nothing,” Heero answered, voice monotone.

Duo sighed. “Sit while I find the meds.”

“I don’t need you to help me,” Heero ground out.

“I know. You don’t need anything. You’re the perfect soldier. Just the same, I’m going to help you so don’t move,” Duo retorted. Was that hurt in his voice?

Heero walked rigidly over to the bed and sat on the end while Duo rummaged in the bathroom for antiseptic and gauze. He came back with his arms full, emptying his treasure onto the bed beside Heero.

As gently as possible, Duo cleaned the area, freeing the dirt and grime from the battlefield from the wound. When he was satisfied, he covered the area with a square gauze patch and taped it to Heero’s side. The whole time, Heero sat motionless, his attention straight in front of him.

Heero couldn’t breathe with Duo this close. What was this? A trick of his mind? Nobody caused his body to react like this. His breathing was ragged as Duo finished. He finally turned to look at the braided boy.

Their eye’s met. Duo could read the fear that permeated from the other boy. He smiled gently. “Heero, there is nothing wrong. My feelings for you are completely natural, and I think yours are too.”

“NO!” Heero yelled, wrenching his gaze and throwing himself across the room to turn and stare back at Duo. “I don’t want this!”

“Don’t want what?” Duo demanded. “My feelings? My friendship? Someone to love you? You don’t want to have to face yourself because you are afraid! Why!?”

Heero backed up until he hit the wall, then slid down it, coming to almost a fetal position, his head on his knees. Duo had never seen him look so vulnerable in his life. He got off the bed and went to his side, resting his hand on Heero’s shoulder. “You don’t have to be so strong all the time. It’s ok to give in to your emotions. I will be here for you.”

“I don’t know what this is,” Heero whispered, “don’t know what to do about it. I don’t understand how my body can react so strongly to you, to your presence. I don’t like not knowing.”

“I can show you what your body wants,” Duo said softly. “I can show you how to express your emotions.”

Blue eyes met violet, faces inches apart. Heero’s breath caught as Duo leaned in to place his lips sweetly across his. Then a sharp intake of breath as an electric shock was sent through his system, heat pooling somewhere south. Duo moved his lips, brushing them across Heero’s, moving to place kisses on Heero’s forehead, temple, cheeks, chin, before going to suckle on an earlobe. Duo heard a small moan escape the larger pilot. His mouth returned to Heero’s, and this kiss was no longer sweet. There was fire behind it, consuming both of them in its intensity. Heero began to push against Duo, not sure what he was asking for. Duo swiftly licked Heero’s bottom lip, startling the other pilot. Then, Heero mimicked the move, and when Duo opened his mouth in invitation, Heero hesitantly ventured forward. Duo moaned his lips in approval as the kiss deepened, molten lava flowing through his veins. When the kiss broke, both pilots were panting.

Duo stood up, reaching down to help Heero to his feet. He wrapped his arms around the green eyed pilot and began to press kisses to the now exposed neck and collar bone. Heero’s head lolled back, unable to process what was happening. He slowly pulled himself together and gently separated his body from Duo’s. “What…is this…” he managed to get out.

“This is me, loving you,” Duo told him, reaching to take his hand and leading him to the bed. He could still feel Heero’s hesitation, and pressed himself into the other boy, his head resting below Heero’s chin. “It’s going to be okay, you know. Stop thinking, just feel.” Duo gave a gentle tug and Heero dropped his towel. Duo quickly divested himself of his shorts and turned back to Heero, who was still standing at the end of the bed. “I’m going to make you face yourself,” he warned. “You are going to have to make a choice.”

“What if I don’t know what that choice is?” Heero’s voice was almost inaudible.

“Then I’m just going to have to show you,” Duo said with a smirk, then descended on Heero, pushing him back on the bed and straddling his waist. He bent to kiss Heero, tangling his hands in his hair, pulling a little to get Heero’s attention and response. Heero gasped into the kiss, and Duo paused to look smugly down into those blue eyes. “I told you you knew how to feel,” he whispered.

Heero’s eyes turned hard. “I don’t WANT to feel! Feelings are unnecessary and a weakness. I don’t want them!” he said in desperation.

Duo’s smile faltered a little. “Who are you trying to convince, Heero? Me, or you?” Then he reached back to undo the tie on his own hair, his chocolate tresses unbraiding to flow down his shoulders, across his chest, almost to his waist. “There can be strength in emotions and feelings, Hee-chan. It gives you something to fight for, something to defend, instead of just doing what you are told. My emotions give me strength to continue fighting. Please, don’t give up on yours.”

Heero’s breath caught. Duo was…incredible. He sighed, reaching out a trembling hand to touch the brown locks, amazed by their softness. Duo smiled and leaned down to align his chest with Heero’s, rubbing teasingly. Heero’s hand fell to his side as Duo flicked a nipple with his tongue, making Heero hiss. Duo continued to kiss and lick his way down Heero’s chest, stopping to dip into his navel. Heero groaned, not knowing what he wanted but knowing there was more.

Duo smirked to himself. He continued south, avoiding Heero’s need, kissing his hips and the inside of his thighs. Heero was a bundle of sensations, writhing above him. Finally, Duo took pity on him and pulled Heero’s weeping erection into his mouth.

“Gah!”Heero panted above him, arching his back to attempt to push himself deeper. Duo anchored an arm across his hips, holding him still while he sucked gently on the head. Slowly, he took more of Heero into mouth, licking the underside before pulling back to tease the head. He set a smoldering pace, suckling as he slid Heero in and out. Heero was in exquisite agony, whipping his head back and forth as heat consumed his body. He didn’t know how to handle the intense pleasure, didn’t have a name for these emotions that were crashing in on him.

Duo stopped and pulled himself up to kiss Heero, letting him taste himself. Heero moaned into the heady kiss, wanting to tell Duo everything but not knowing how. Heero pulled back to stare up at Duo, his eyes dilated, his face flushed. “I want…” Heero couldn’t finish. He didn’t know what he wanted.

“I know,” Duo whispered. “Me too.” He left the bed to jump down and grab the tube of lube he had in his shorts pocket and was back on the bed in seconds. He gently spread Heero’s legs apart and spread some lube on his fingers. He traced Heero’s entrance, feeling the pilot tense above him. “Don’t fight it, Heero. Relax.”

Heero shook his head, everything in his head all jumbled together. He could no longer remember anything, his brain being preoccupied by the sensations Duo was causing. “Have to…fight it…” Heero moaned to himself.

“No, you don’t. Give in, Heero! Let me show you how to feel!” and with that Duo breached Heero.

Heero’s back came off the bad, back bowing, mouth open in silent shock. There was a slow burn, but it was…amazing…”more” he ground out. Duo added another finger, and then another, the burn increasing. Then Duo crooked a finger, and found Heero’s sweet spot.

“Duo!” Heero screamed, his vision darkening as fireworks exploded before his eyes. Duo continued to stroke, not setting a rhythm, keeping Heero on the edge. Finally, he pulled his fingers out completely and quickly slicked up his own throbbing member before pressing against Heero’s entrance.

“Surrender,” Duo said, locking eyes with Heero, “you don’t have to be strong all the time. Just feel. This is love, Heero, the ultimate act. Feel this, feel me.” And with that, he surged inside, burying himself to the hilt inside Heero.

Heero gasped, trembling, a long groan escaping. Duo gritted his teeth. “Gods Heero…so tight…”Duo panted. But still he didn’t move. Heero rocked his hips, trying to get some friction, but Duo wasn’t helping. He stared down into Heero’s eyes. “What do you feel?” he asked.

Heero’s eyes widened, and he made no reply. Duo snapped his hips forward, making Heero throw his head back. “Tell me what you feel!” Duo insisted.

“Hot…like I’m going to explode…” Heero managed to get out. “I feel…you.”

“Good,” Duo grinned down at him. And with that, he set a languid, slow pace, building the intense pleasure until Heero was moaning continuously. Then he changed his angle, and hit Heero’s prostrate. Heero yelped, body shuddering. Two more strokes, and Heero was going up in flames. So close…

“Look at me,” Duo growled out. Blue eyes met violet.

“I…Love…YOU!” Duo emphasized each word with a thrust of his hips. Heero’s body convulsed underneath his, his climax rising like a wave and pouring over him. His hips jerked, and a cry was torn from his lips. Duo watched Heero’s face as he came, and was unable to hold his own climax back as Heero’s body tightened impossibly around his, spending himself inside Heero.

Duo collapsed over Heero, pulling the other trembling body closer. “That was me, loving you,” he whispered. Heero just stared at him, his inner war finally at peace. “I want to say that to you too, but I don’t know what it means. I do know that you make me happier than I thought possible, and I want to learn to love you like you love me. Please, teach me, show me.”

Duo grinned. “Anything you want. I will always be here for you. That’s part of being in love.”
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