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Rebuilding	By : YojiKato Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 693 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing nor any of its characters. I only own the original characters. And nobody's paying me to write this.

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As bad as I thought this whole round of banquets and ceremonies was gonna be, I was nowhere near close. I don't mind talking, mind you. I enjoy it a lot from time to time, but giving speeches and playing nice with the uppity-ups just isn't my thing.
If Wufei hadn't been here, I probably would have turned around after the first night and headed back home. As it is, he's leaving me high and dry tomorrow and I'm already making plans on how I'm gonna get back at Une for that. I'm still debating between a year’s worth of adult diapers to be delivered to her office every week or getting Sally to give her a referral for a barium enema.
But as the hotel room comes in to view, I shove all that aside. I'm not gonna worry about Une on my last night with Fei before he abandons me to the wolves.
******
Duo flopped on the bed with a groan. “Thank goodness that's over with.”
Wufei chuckled, loosening his tie. “And only three more to go.”
Duo rolled to his stomach. “Why did we agree to this again?”
“Because it's all to honor you and it would have been rude not to attend.”
He grunted. “I hate all the formality. If they really wanted to honor me, they should have thrown a kegger.”
Wufei laughed softly as he draped his jacket over the back of the chair in the hotel room. “I just can't see Mrs. Walters with a beer cap.”
Duo blinked, picturing the seventy year old woman with two straws in her mouth, and laughed. “Think I should get her one?”
Wufei shook his head and sat on the bed. “I think I'd like to hear exactly what you and Andrews were talking about.”
Duo rolled his eyes and sat up, kicking his shoes off. “He wanted to make sure I understood that if you and I ever broke up, he'd be more than willing to take your place.”
Wufei snorted. “What'd you tell him?”
He shrugged out of his shirt and tossed it to the floor. Wufei rolled his eyes and retrieved it, folding it as he waited for Duo's answer.
“That hell hasn't frozen over in thousands of years so I doubted that it would happen anytime soon.”
Wufei laid the discarded shirt on the chair, following it with his own. A pair of pants landed on his head and shoulders and he sighed before folding them and laying them on top of the shirts. He turned and took in the sight of his lover. Duo sat on the bed in nothing but his black boxers, one knee pulled up as he pulled one sock off to join the other on the floor. Violet eyes looked up to him and a fine chestnut brow lifted.
“Was there something?”
“You're like a walking wet dream, you know that?”
A soft smile came to his lips and he held up his hand. Wufei slid his pants off and tossed them on the chair before crawling onto the bed. He took the hand and kissed Duo's knuckles before flipping it over and kissing his palm, trailing his lips up his wrist.
Duo bit his lip. It wasn't often they took things slow, but when they did he was left feeling cherished and somewhat girly for the next few days.
Wufei left the worship of his arm and cupped the back of his head, pressing their lips together gently. Duo parted his lips in invitation and was rewarded with a hot tongue caressing his own. He lay back when Wufei pushed him gently and ran his fingers through loose, raven locks.
Wufei trailed his hand down Duo's neck to his chest and lightly ran the pad of his thumb across a nipple. Duo hummed softly in appreciation. He didn't try to rush things or direct Wufei. In times like these, he knew Wufei wanted him to lay back and simply accept the pleasure he was given.
Wufei raised up to his elbows to look down into Duo's flushed face. Violet eyes slid open and Duo licked his lips, head tilting in a silent question.
“I'm honored to be with you.”
Duo flushed slightly but didn't have time to respond as his lips were taken in another soft but deep kiss. Fingers teased at his skin, running in gentle circles over his torso and sides. Wufei trailed wet kisses down his lover's neck, paying extra attention to the sensitive spot just beneath his ear.
Duo shivered and tilted his head to give Wufei better access. The sensations of his lover's lips made his length slowly swell and he bucked slightly, a silent request for friction.
Wufei put a hand to his hip to hold it still and moved downward to take an already hard nipple between his teeth. He flicked it with his tongue and Duo arched, gasping. He twisted the other nub between his fingers and relished the heavy groan that parted his lover's lips.
Duo raised his legs and circled them over Wufei's. He slid them up to Wufei's knees and pulled his lover down. The Asian sucked in a breath at the sudden contact. He looked up to Duo's flushed face.
“Impatient.”
“Sorry,” Duo panted softly.
He shook his head and kissed Duo again, rocking their bodies lazily together. Soft moans were swallowed as their tongues tangled. Duo slid his arms around Wufei's back and traced invisible circles on the golden skin. He slipped his fingers underneath the band of Wufei's boxers.
The Chinese man reluctantly broke the kiss and raised up to his knees. He gazed down at his panting lover, raking his palms over the toned abs before palming Duo's hard length through his underwear.
Duo whimpered. “Please, Fei.”
“What do you want?”
“You... inside me.”
He nodded and grabbed the lube from the nightstand. Duo shimmied out of his boxers while Wufei relieved himself of his own underwear. He settled back between Duo's thighs and coated his fingers, pressing one in slowly.
Wufei shivered in anticipation at the tightness and tried to remember the last time Duo bottomed. They used to switch fairly regularly, but lately it had shifted to Wufei being taken most of the time.
“You're thinking awfully hard about something.”
He added a second finger. “When was the last time I topped you?”
“Since before Tami was born. The day before Une caught me with my hand down your pants.”
Wufei grunted softly at that particularly embarrassing moment. “Seven months then.”
He pushed three fingers into Duo and massaged his prostate. Duo's back arched and he spread his legs further apart. He studied Duo's face. “You all right?”
He smiled softly. “Yeah. I'm ready.”
Wufei nodded and pulled his fingers out before slicking his length. He positioned himself and gazed down into darkened violet eyes. “I love you.”
“Love you, too.” He forced himself to relax as Wufei pushed into him slowly. There was a slight burn but he bore with it, knowing pleasure was soon to follow. Wufei paused for a moment to give them time to adjust before beginning a slow rhythm.
Duo closed his eyes, fully giving over to his lover's ministrations. Heat coiled through him, setting every nerve on fire as passion built in the pit of his stomach. His muted gasps and moans became louder as he lost himself to the pleasure.
Wufei leaned down to nibble at Duo's neck as he picked up the pace. Duo groaned and tilted his head back. “Shit, Fei... Wish ya didn't have to leave tomorrow.”
Wufei chuckled softly. “Hm. If you can still form a coherent thought, I'm not doing my job properly.” He put both hands to Duo's hips and began a pounding rhythm that had Duo crying out loudly in encouragement.
Wufei slammed into his wanton lover, watching his face and engraving every cry to memory. There was nothing he loved more than making love to Duo... well, except for Duo himself. He wrapped his hand around his lover's heavy length and the American man released a breath in appreciation.
Duo opened his eyes to meet Wufei's as he neared completion. “Love you.”
Wufei leaned down to kiss him softly. “Love you, too.”
The outward and inward stimulation quickly drove Duo to the edge and he tipped over, crying Wufei's name as he came. The spasming channel tightening around him brought the Asian to his own release. He continued thrusting until he was spent and dropped to Duo's chest, allowing his body to slowly relax before pulling out. He dropped to the bed beside Duo and sighed.
“We should do that more often.”
Duo laughed. “You know you prefer bottom.”
Wufei rolled over and snuggled to Duo's chest, humming softly. “Maybe,” he said quietly.
******
The nurse held up two cups labeled H.Y. and Q. W. “We need Samples.”
Heero flushed slightly. “Uh... Can we...?”
She grinned. “You can both use room 3.” She held out her hand. “When you’re finished, leave the cups in the cabinet and you're free to go.”
“Thank you,” Quatre said. They stepped into the room and shut the door, standing a little too rigidly and somewhat nervous.
Heero sighed. “This is going to be impossible.”
Quatre chewed his lip. “It is a little awkward, isn't it?”
“A little?” Heero snorted.
Quatre sighed and set his cup down, taking Heero's face in his hands. “I'm sorry to put you through this, but thank you so much.”
Heero smiled softly. “You've won me over to the idea, Quatre. I want a child, too. Don't feel like you're forcing me, okay?”
At that admission, all the blond could do was kiss his lover silly. He pushed Heero to the wall, grinding their bodies together. Heero moaned deeply and pulled Quatre as tightly to him as physically possible. Thirty minutes later found them on the floor, specimen cups empty, and cum leaking from Heero.
“Hm. I think we screwed that up.”
Quatre chuckled. “I wouldn't say that.” He slid his hand down Heero's body and began pumping his length back to hardness. Heero tangled his hands in his own hair as he watched the pale fingers slide over his growing erection.
The blond grinned as he drew Heero closer to climax. The Asian jerked against him, eyes closing of their own accord as he felt pleasure climax. He opened his eyes in time to watch as Quatre held the cup to Heero's length to capture the needed seed for their child. The Japanese man fell lax and sated to the thick carpet, eyes dropping to the heavy length between his lover's thighs.
“Give me a minute and we'll get yours.”
Quatre laughed. “I'd appreciate that.”
They left the office after Heero helped Quatre leave his own specimen. The Asian got in the driver's seat with a smirk. “That was the best trip I've ever made to a doctor's office.”
Quatre smiled. “I agree with you there.”
Heero glanced to the clock on the dash board and grimaced slightly. “Wufei's not going to be happy.”
Quatre bit his lip. “We're not running that late. Maybe his flight was delayed.”
******
Wufei stood leaning against outside wall of the airport, luggage at his feet. He glanced at his watch for the twentieth time over the last hour and a half. He'd had to rush at the shuttle port at his flight from LA had been moved up by an hour and he almost missed it. He'd arrived well ahead of the time when Heero and Quatre were supposed to pick him up and now they were late. His cell had died and somehow his charger hadn't managed to get packed, which he blamed on Duo.
He glanced over as a familiar car pulled up to the curb. “Finally.” He leaned down and picked up his bags as Quatre got out of the car and moved around to open the trunk.
“Sorry, Wufei. We ran a little longer than we thought we would at the doctor's office.”
“Doctor?” he asked as he dropped his suitcase into the trunk.
Quatre cleared his throat. “In preparation for the baby.”
He pursed his lips. “You mean I had to wait so you could get each other off?”
Heero snorted a laugh. “Pretty much.”
Wufei rubbed his forehead and sat in the back seat. “I knew I should have asked Trowa and Ronnie,” he muttered under his breath.
Quatre got back in the car and looked over his shoulder. “How was your flight?”
“Long. The shuttle docked late and my flight back here was early.”
The blond cringed. “How long have you been here?”
“An hour and a half.”
“Sorry.”
“Why didn't you call?” Heero asked.
He grunted. “My cell is dead and my charger didn't make it to the colony.” He shrugged. “I didn't realize you were going to move so fast with the baby thing.”
“Baby thing?” Quatre repeated, somewhat affronted. “It isn't a 'baby thing'. We're having a child, and we're not moving fast. We've been talking about it for a long time.”
Wufei shrugged. “I guess so.”
Heero glanced in the rear view. “Six whole days without Duo; what are your plans?”
He smirked. “Painting the bathroom.”
Heero frowned. “Why do all the work yourself?”
“Because we can't agree on a color.”
Heero laughed. “That's one way to get your way.”
He raised his chin, eyes gleaming. “I'm sure once he sees the walls in the color I've chosen; he'll realize it's the best choice.”
Quatre shook his head. “You know, sometimes I'm really amazed that the two of you got together.”
Wufei smiled and looked out the window. “So am I,” he said somewhat wistfully and they all knew, no matter what he said, he was going to miss Duo like hell.
******
Duo dragged himself wearily through the terminal. His flight home wasn't until the next morning and he really wasn't looking forward to the wait. He wanted to be home right then. Knowing it would have been smarter for him to find somewhere to sit down and sleep for a few hours; he made up his mind and went to the ticket counter.
“How difficult would it be for me to cancel a flight and charter a jet?” He flashed his Preventer's badge, making appear as if he were on official business without actually having to lie.
“Let me get my supervisor.”
“Of course.” He leaned against the counter, tapping his fingers on the top. If he was able to leave within the hour, he'd make it home around dawn and maybe snuggle with Wufei some before he crashed for the day.
TBC...
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