Who Would Have Thought

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or any of its characters.

Who Would Have Thought?

Why do you insist on walking around in tight jean shorts? You don’t know what it does to me.
Damn! I need to get away; your presence is beginning to affect me. I hop in my Gundam, hoping to occupy myself, but your presence still haunts me. I turn on my music, hoping to block out all thoughts and images of you, but to no avail.
How can you do this to me? Why do you make me feel this way? Me, the Perfect Soldier, helpless under your gaze.
Those gorgeous eyes. That braid that accentuates your every movement.
Shit! Get out of my head, you’re driving me mad! What am I to do? I’m not supposed to feel, but I do.
I hear you call out my name, and I am ripped from my fantasy world. You look up at me with questioning eyes.
Oh Shit, I’ve been staring! You’ve caught me staring before, but you just let it go. Do you know how I feel? I pray that you don’t, but I’m certain you do. You must hate me for it, unless…no, you could never return my feelings. I’m cold, harsh, and silent; no one could love that.
“Heero? Heero, are you okay?” you call out.
Of course I’m not okay. I need you, I want you, I love you. I nod. It’s all I can do. I want to scream, I want to cry, I want to show you how I feel. I know you don’t believe that I’m okay, I can see it in your eyes, but you just let it go. You smile at me, before turning away.
Oh God, that smile. You only smile like that for me. Could you possibly return my feelings? There’s only one way to find out, but I’m afraid. What if you reject me? I glance back down as I hear other music mixing with my own. What are you doing?
I turn my music off, and you seem to notice. You turn, and look up at me. You once again flash that smile at me as you begin to move to the steady rhythm of the music. I should turn away, but I can’t.
Are you trying to seduce me? ‘Cause it’s working. Your movements entrap me, as I feel myself getting hard. This is not going to be good. The movement of your hips is driving me insane. You turn, and I’m staring at that gorgeous ass. I can’t stand it anymore. I’m so hard it hurts.
As I watch you move, my hand finds its way inside my spandex shorts. I lean back and close my eyes, as I begin to pump my painful erection harder and faster. I moan as images if you filter into my head.
I’m so immersed in my own fantasy that I don’t realize that the music has stopped. I finally acknowledge the silence, opening my eyes only to find the object of all of my wet dreams standing right in front of me, stroking himself also. I gasp as my eyes take in the sight before me. My eyes meet yours, and I can’t take it any longer, you’re mine now.
I stand, pressing my body tightly against yours. We both moan as our erections press against each other. “Heero,” you whisper, as you wrap your arms around my neck. I wrap my arms around your waist, bringing my face mere inches from yours. “Duo,” I whisper as I close the remaining distance between us.
The kiss is soft and sweet, not rushed, as we taste each other for the first time. We part, only long enough to realize that this is not a dream, this is for real. I nuzzle my face in your neck, breathing in your heady scent.
I can’t believe this is really happening. I can’t believe that you could feel the same about me. But who am I to question fate? Fate got me to where I am right now. Fate gave me this angel I now hold in my arms. This ethereal creature wearing nothing but short shorts.
I sit back in the seat of my Gundam, pulling you down with me. You position yourself on my lap, your knees straddling my hips. You don’t know how long I have waited for this moment. My hands are on your hips as you lean down, your tongue caressing my neck.
I moan, leaning my head back, willingly exposing more skin to your questing mouth. You pause to suck on my collarbone. I gasp as you start to rock your hips against mine. If you keep this up for too much longer, I’m not going to last. I grip your hips tighter, forcing you to stop.
You look pleadingly into my eyes, and I know I can deny you nothing. I release your hips, only to pull my shirt over my head, baring my chest to you. I reach behind you to tug on that braid that has held me captive for so many years. “May I?”
You nod, resting your head in the crook of my neck as I begin to free that long chestnut hair from its binding. I always knew it would be silky, but this is beyond my expectations. You sit back up, fanning your hair out behind you. Your eyes are closed as you do this, and I almost forget to breathe. You look more like an angel now, than you ever have before.
I’m torn between wanting to protect you, and wanting to fuck you senseless. I decide on the latter. There will always be time to protect you, but right now it’s playtime. I run one hand through your hair, to cup the back of your head, as my other hand finds its way inside the back of your shorts, to grip your firm ass.
You gasp as one of my fingers caress your entrance. I take that opportunity to claim your lips in a searing kiss. You respond eagerly, plunging your tongue into the depths of my mouth. I draw you even tighter to me. Your arms wrapping around my neck, as you moan into my mouth. We pull apart, panting in unison, as we rub against each other. You place your hands on my chest, as you lower your head to my neck. I gasp as your tongue darts out to lick at my ear and neck. Both of my hands are now kneading your ass, as we both pant in need.
God, I can’t believe this is really happening. I can’t stand it. I need to be inside you now. My hands move up to pull at your shorts. I want them off. I want to see all of you, if you let me.
You stand, teasing me, as you slowly lower your shorts, past your waist, and down to the floor. You are fully revealed before me.
I stare in awe. My angel. My love. My life. How have you come to be mine?
I am lifted from my trance as you tug at the waistband of my shorts, our only barrier. I lift my hips, allowing you to lower my shorts from my waist. The shorts are tossed aside, forgotten, as you reposition yourself on my lap.
Skin against skin. Heat radiating between our bodies. The feeling is overwhelming.
Who would have thought? The Perfect Soldier and the God of Death?
As soon as you are settled, I tightly grip your hips, grinding against you as my lips claim yours once again. Your taste is spicy. Spicy and hot just like you. The kiss is searing. I can’t seem to get enough of you. You’re mine now, and I’ll never let you go.
All this time I have watched you from a distance, wishing only to hold you. Why did we keep these feelings hidden for so long? All this time wasted. All of these days that we could have been in each other’s arms. Oh God, I need this so bad. I’ve waited for far too long.
I need you. You writhe on my lap, as I gently slide one finger inside your virgin entrance.
You moan and bite my neck as I add yet another finger. Then a third, causing you to gasp and throw your head back. I claim your lips as I move my fingers inside you, stretching you. You moan into my mouth, and I swallow it. I remove my fingers, and release your mouth.
You whine in response, and begin to rock your hips against mine. “Heero…pleeease,” you whine. I smile. I like making you suffer like this, you just look so cute. I lift your hips, looking deep into your eyes, asking a silent question. You nod, placing a light kiss on my lips, as I slowly begin to lower you onto my throbbing cock.
Finally, I am fully sheathed within you. I pause, waiting for you to adjust. I just hold you, thinking this is all I could ever want. Then you move.
OH GOD! You’re so hot and tight. I just watch you, my hands on your hips, as you rock against me. You look so hot; your mouth open, your eyes closed, and your head thrown back in pleasure. I place a kiss on your chest as I slowly lift you up, only to slam you back down onto me. I continue to slam into you, as you pant my name. I never knew this could feel so good and so right. I change my angle, brushing past your sweet spot, causing you to grip my shoulders and scream out my name.
I continue to brush past that spot inside you. “Aaah…Heero,” you moan. Your close, I can feel it. I slam into you harder and faster. “Hee…ro…aaah!” I’m almost there, but I’m determined to make you cum first.
I bring my hand between our bodies, and start to stroke your hard cock. You gasp, your eyes flying open, then fluttering closed again, as I continue. I feel you clamp down around me.
“Cum for me, Duo.” I whisper in your ear, before kissing you once again. I know that that is the end of you, as you begin to shake against me. Your muscles clamp down around me as you cum. “Heero!” you scream as your orgasm wracks your body. On and on you cum, into my hand, and onto our stomachs. I try to control myself from cumming, just at the sight of you, as I continue to slam into your body. As your muscles squeeze me again, I lose all control.
I release into your beautiful body, filling you with my passion. This is the most powerful orgasm I have ever had. Jacking off with your own two hands is nothing compared to this. Hopefully I will never have to rely on my hands again. I feel you collapse against me, as my orgasm subsides. I pull out from you, repositioning you sideways on my lap. I cradle you in my arms as we both struggle to regain our breath. I watch you as you rest, your eyes closed and your head resting against my chest. I brush your hair away from your face, as your breathing becomes steady.
“Mmmm…Heero?” you ask as you open your eyes to look at me. “Yes Duo?” I ask, placing a kiss on your forehead. “ I love you, Heero.” You whisper, as you flash that smile at me.
I freeze, forgetting to breathe. Did I just hear you right? Duo, my Duo, actually loves me? How? Why?
I see the fear in your face, and the tears in your eyes. Shit! Why are you crying?
“I’m sorry, Heero. I shouldn’t have said that.” You whisper, as you turn your face away. Oh God. “Duo? Duo look at me.” You glance up. “Duo, do you think I don’t love you?” You nod, tears flowing down your face. “Baka.” I say as I start to kiss away your tears. “You just surprised me.”
I kiss you on the lips. “Duo, I love you. I’ve always loved you. Ever since the first time I saw you.” I draw you closer to my body, taking your lips with mine. “I will always love you, and don’t you ever think otherwise.” You’ve stopped crying, and I run my fingers through your hair. “Duo? Do you understand that?” I ask.
You sit up, your face inches from mine. “Yes, Heero. I understand.” You whisper, as you claim my lips in kiss filled with love and promises. You open your mouth, inviting me, and I immediately slip my tongue inside. I can never get enough of the way you taste.
We part, looking deep into each other’s eyes. “I love you, Duo.” I whisper, as you relax in my grip, closing your eyes. “I love you, too, Heero.” You say, as sleep threatens to consume you. “Sleep now, my love, I will keep you safe.” I whisper, placing a final kiss on your forehead. I smile.
How did this ever come to happen? Well, it doesn’t matter how it happened, all that matters is that it did happen. Isn’t life ironic? The Perfect Soldier and the God of Death.
Who would of thought?

*Owari*