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Comfort in The Dark	By : Elysia Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1536 -:- Recommendations : 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.

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OK, I’ve never done a Gundam Wing pairing so forgive me if I’m
a little outta character. If you have any suggestions
please let me know.

Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing. (Well I have those Gundams in my basement…)

Comfort in the Dark

Thunder crashed outside the window startling the long haired
boy out of sleep. He woke up disoriented and groggily. He looked around and
tossed his hair out of his face. What had
waked him up? Thunder crashes again and the boy shuddered. He hated
lightning. He absolutely loathed thunder. The storm crashed again. He laid back down and tossed and turned trying to find some way
back to sleep to no avail. He sighed and climbed out of bed. He might as well
see if anyone else was up. He threw one his silk robe over his boxers.

It was pitch black in the house. He figured either the power
went out or one of the many trees was blocking any light to the windows. Even
with no light he had no problems navigating the house that had at one point in
time been a safe house. He walked into the living room to find the television
on. The boy on the couch smiled up at him.

“I thought you might have been woken up by the storm.” He said
softly.

“How?”

“It’s simple really. You have yet to sleep through a thunder
storm no matter how loud or quiet the thunder rolls.”

The TV reflected on the younger boy’s hair.

“Sit down. I’ll keep you company until the storm ends.”

The long hair boy nodded and sat next to his roommate.

His roommate chuckled. “It’s no wonder you can’t sleep.” His
hand played underneath the long tresses of hair. “You’re so tense.”

“I’m tense?”

“Yes. Relax a little. The storm isn’t going to kill you.”

“You know it’s weird. In the heat of battle nothing scares
me, but here during a simple storm…”

Thunder crashed again and the long haired child jumped.

His roommate clucked his tongue. “Here, I can help you
relax.”

mal>“How?”

“Let me show you.” Soft lips just barely brushed against
his. The TV had been forgotten by them both. The lips drew away. “Do you want
me to continue?”

The answer was a breathless yes.

Another soft kiss, just a little longer
than the first followed. The lips trailed down the column of the throat ever
so gently teasing the sensitive flesh.

Neither of them noticed when the power went out and left
them without the TV’s light. The robe parted ever so slightly under the soft
hands. Its occupant was breathless and just from a kiss, obviously aroused even
in the dark.

“Please don’t stop.”

“Why would I do a thing like that?” The voice floated in the
dark.

Kisses trailed lower, across the collarbone down to sample a
taunt nipple. The robe fell back as its wearer arched under the soft kisses.

“Do you want me to continue?” The head lifted from the chest
to try and seek the eyes of his roommate.

“No.” His roommate sat up and pinned the other boy under
him. “I want you to fuck me.”

“Wh…what did you say?!”

He didn’t answer just simply crushed his mouth down on his
soon to be lover’s. There was no teasing left to be had between the two. When
their teenage bodies met and rubbed against each other moans of ecstasy flooded
the room. A hand reached in between the barriers of cloth and grasped the
standing phallus.

“Ahh… please God… you tease…”

A smirk was made, but in the dark not seen. The boxers were
removed and a mouth replaced the hand. A back arched, hands grasped the loose
wisps of hair.

“Oh…please…”

The mouth sucked and teased to the point of ejaculation, but
it did not grant release. At the last moment the mouth pulled away.

“Why? Why did you stop?”

“I told you; I want you to fuck me.” The robe was pulled of
and discarded, so were his boxers. He then straddled the waiting boy. “Are you
man enough?”

“More then enough for you.” Arms
reached up and pulled the boy down onto the erection. Both of them gasped as
one was filled and the other squeezed. “Oh, you’re so tight…” The couch groaned
a little as he began to rock his hips.

“Mmm…” On top he rocked into the
motion ever so slightly. Just enough for to drive his partner
mad.

His partner growled slightly and reached up to grasp his hips.
His hands pulled him into a rhythm to match the fierceness of their pleasure.

“Oh dear God…c’mon… harder…” he panted. The couch creaked
and groaned with the excess rocking and thrusting. His partner shifted his hips
just enough to touch his pleasure spot.

“Cum sweetie.” A hand left a hip
and squeezed the solitary erection. The hand moved back and forth with the rhythm
of their sex. A moan escaped from his partner. With each pump of the erection
he ran an extra caress over the head.

“Oh God… I can’t hold back…” With a final arch of his back
he pulled his partner in as far as he could. Before he could collapse forward
he was held up just long enough to feel the flood of semen enter his orifice.
Then he was gently lowered onto his lover’s chest.

“Better?” His lover asked. The storm could still be heard
qly ily in the background. The worst of it was over.

“Mm… yeah.” He yawned and shifted
to be comfortable. In a matter of moments he was asleep.

His lover chuckled. “I told you all you need was to relax.”

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AN: I have never tried a fic like
this before, and I’m sorry if you get confused. I probably won’t try this
again.
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