Shatterglass
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Gundam Wing/AC › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Category:
Gundam Wing/AC › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
9
Views:
2,282
Reviews:
4
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.
Shattered
Disclaimer: I don\'t own any of the Gundam Wing character and I\'m not making a profit by writing this. This is purely for pleasure!
Warnings: Language, eventual lemon, ATTEMPTED suicide, yaoi
If you are interested in see the GW pic that inspired this story, go to: http://www.geocities.com/ladyampris/Shatterglass.html
If you are interested in seeing my fanart for Shatterglass, go to:
http://www.mediaminer.org/fanart/view.php?id=130003
Chapter 8: Shattered
Heero’s POV
He entered me slowly, our lips still locked together. I felt us both shudder as he filled me to the hilt, my muscles contracting and relaxing as I adjusted.
All my life, I’ve always judged my existence by pain, because that was the one constant in my life. Pain let me know that I was alive. This, however, was completely different; I never knew anything could feel this good, this right. Pain, I realized, might let you know you’re alive, but what Duo was doing to me right now made me feel alive. And when he started moving within me, the only thing I could think was: Duo, please don’t stop. Please. Don’t. Stop. Don’t. Stop. Don’t stop don’tstopdon’tstopdon’tstopdont’stop.
And he didn’t. Instead, he droved into me faster and harder and sent me soaring up higher than I already was and—oh God!—if this was what love felt like, then I never wanted it to end and I could feel something swelling inside me, begging me to release it and—
Oh God.
I love you, Duo.
—something shattered inside of me. My carefully erected barriers and defenses came raining down around me like a symphony of tinkling glass and I had no idea that ANYTHING could feel like this and I felt a little shard, a little piece of myself, bury itself into do so deep that I knew I’d never get it back.
And I didn’t even care.
I opened my eyes and there was Duo, collapsed against my chest, breathing heavily, eyes closed, hair strewn out around us like a chestnut curtain. I still had a lock of it wrapped around my fist and I realized I was loath to let it go. So I didn’t.
Looking at him, I realized just how beautiful he was and how lucky I was to have him. He’d stuck by me during and after the war when nobody else had and something swelled within me at the thought.
I smiled.
So this was what love was like.
Warnings: Language, eventual lemon, ATTEMPTED suicide, yaoi
If you are interested in see the GW pic that inspired this story, go to: http://www.geocities.com/ladyampris/Shatterglass.html
If you are interested in seeing my fanart for Shatterglass, go to:
http://www.mediaminer.org/fanart/view.php?id=130003
Chapter 8: Shattered
Heero’s POV
He entered me slowly, our lips still locked together. I felt us both shudder as he filled me to the hilt, my muscles contracting and relaxing as I adjusted.
All my life, I’ve always judged my existence by pain, because that was the one constant in my life. Pain let me know that I was alive. This, however, was completely different; I never knew anything could feel this good, this right. Pain, I realized, might let you know you’re alive, but what Duo was doing to me right now made me feel alive. And when he started moving within me, the only thing I could think was: Duo, please don’t stop. Please. Don’t. Stop. Don’t. Stop. Don’t stop don’tstopdon’tstopdon’tstopdont’stop.
And he didn’t. Instead, he droved into me faster and harder and sent me soaring up higher than I already was and—oh God!—if this was what love felt like, then I never wanted it to end and I could feel something swelling inside me, begging me to release it and—
Oh God.
I love you, Duo.
—something shattered inside of me. My carefully erected barriers and defenses came raining down around me like a symphony of tinkling glass and I had no idea that ANYTHING could feel like this and I felt a little shard, a little piece of myself, bury itself into do so deep that I knew I’d never get it back.
And I didn’t even care.
I opened my eyes and there was Duo, collapsed against my chest, breathing heavily, eyes closed, hair strewn out around us like a chestnut curtain. I still had a lock of it wrapped around my fist and I realized I was loath to let it go. So I didn’t.
Looking at him, I realized just how beautiful he was and how lucky I was to have him. He’d stuck by me during and after the war when nobody else had and something swelled within me at the thought.
I smiled.
So this was what love was like.