Cherry Flavored Lips

Title: Popsicle Cherry flavored lips

Warnings: I do not own the GW boys but I can still play with them, right?

Pairings: 1X4

Ratings: yes it is R rated and it’s rated so for a reason so please beware of the yaoi. Oh yeah this is basically a PWP.

A/N: Well to tell you the truth I have had some writer’s block concerning my other fic ‘Club Dancing’, but to help me with my writer’s block my friend said I should stop for a moment and write something else…and well that’s were this came from. I hope you like it. This is a one-shot. It’s a bit PWP. Oh and the ‘Star. Star. Star’ means change of scenes or change of POV. Remember ‘Friends don’t let friends not review’ so review. Oh yeah …another warning…Heero is going to be acting a bit out of character…well actually so will Quatre…so yeah don’t be surprised…


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The rhythm was mesmerizing to Heero.


Heero didn’t know why, but the way Quatre was sucking on the cherry Popsicle made him sweat.

Those small, cherry stained lips and the way they opened when the fruity dessert was slipped into the blonde’s mouth made Heero’s blood stir.

But what really made his spandex shorts uncomfortably smaller was the way those red lips would pucker when Quatre pulled the Popsicle out…

Heero really liked those lips when they puckered.

Seeing that those lightly glazed lips were no longer sucking on the Popsicle but instead forming words, Heero shook himself out of his daze and focused his gaze on
Quatre’s whole face.

“What?”

Smiling softly Quatre repeated his question. “Are you o.k.? You seemed a little bit out of it a minute there.”

Blinking Heero tried to control the blush trying to work its way onto his cheeks.

“Yes I’m fine…sorry about that.”

Shaking his head slightly Quatre’s smile grew wider, “If you say so.”


Star. Star. Star.

Something was running through Heero’s mind, Quatre knew it.

Sure Heero has the habit of spacing out but this was different because usually when Heero spaced out it was when he was in ‘mission mode’ as Duo likes to put it, but today was their day to relax or at least relax as best they could considering what they did on a daily basis as Gundam pilots.


Sighing Quatre looked around. They were both outside on the deck of their current safe house.

Quatre had spend nearly an hour helping the Wing pilot checking the perimeters to make sure that they would not be taken by surprise here, and nearly another hour trying to convince Heero to get away from his laptop long enough to relax in the sun with the other pilots.

Once all the food was brought out and everything was organized, everyone scattered. Wufei went into the small forest a small way from the safe house to meditate. Trowa went to the lake located a few yards behind the deck to take a swim with Duo tagging along.

This left Quatre and Heero at the small table.

Alone.

To cover his nervousness Quatre had picked up the Popsicle and began to eat it.

But now looking back at Heero, Quatre thought it would have been a better idea to leave Heero to his laptop because he was now finding it hard to stop staring at the perfect soldier.

Pursing his lips around the Popsicle Quatre wondered what Heero would do if he just walked into his room, grabbed his laptop and threw it to the side, ripped off those damned spandex shorts and rode him to oblivion.

This had been one of his more recurring fantasies featuring his crush.

Smiling softly Quatre thought that Heero would probably just knock him out and step over his unconscious body to get to his precious laptop.

But hey a boy could dream couldn’t he?

Shifting a bit on the chair Quatre realized that all this day dreaming had made his pants two sizes smaller.

“It’s dripping.”

Hearing those words Quatre almost dropped his Popsicle as he felt his heart stop for a moment.

Blinking Quatre stuttered out.

“W..What!?”

Confused Heero repeated himself.

“Your popsicle…it’s dripping.”

Closing his slack jaw shut Quatre finally understood. As he felt the tension seep from his shoulders, the boy let out a huge sigh.

After a tense moment of silence where Quatre felt Heero’s gaze move over him, deep in thought, he saw the other boy’s gaze narrow.

“What did you think I meant?”

Feeling the panic rise in his chest, Quatre sensed the blush growing in his face. Even more so when he noticed that Heero’s gaze had landed on his lap.

Leaning closer to Quatre, Heero smirked as though he were a cat who has caught his mouse.

“What’s wrong Quatre, anything improper going through your head?”



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Seeing Quatre’s hands shake, Heero smirked as he wrapped his fingers around the nervous boy’s wrist.

‘What am I doing?’ Heero thought to himself.

He didn’t know why he was acting like this, he knew that his inexplicable attraction was eventually cause him trouble he tried to be as distant to the blonde pilot as much as he could, but when Quatre began to blush and stutter after Heero’s insignificant comment…it was too distinct to ignore. Seeing his blush redden and those beautiful lips falling open in surprise was too much to resist and Heero had reacted on an impulse.

‘I\'m hanging around Duo too much’ he thought to himself.

Feeling something cold hit his hand Heero looked at the wrist he was gripping, seeing the cherry Popsicle beginning to drip, a devious idea formed in his mind, smiling he looked up and stared into Quatre’s eyes, once he saw the confused look his smile grew wider.

Making sure that Quatre’s eyes were locked to his Heero drew neared and opened his mouth swallowing the Popsicle. Sucking hard he pulled his head back licking his lips.

Seeing the blush spread farther down the boy’s shirt Heero smiled
“You should hurry up and suck it up or else the Popsicle will drip”


Star. Star. Star.


‘Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, does he mean what I hope he means’ Quatre’s thoughts were spinning as his heart pounded.

Ever since Heero pulled his head back a plan began to form in Quatre’s head. Taking a deep breath he decided to throw caution to the wind and go for it.
Smiling he pulled his wrist for Heero’s loose grip

“Personally I prefer to wait until the Popsicle is dripping to suck it dry…or at least suck it to the stick” Taking small swipes at the Popsicle with the tip of his tongue, Quatre continued. “How about you Heero?” Leaning forward until the only thing between the two was the Popsicle and a small space, he purred “How do you like your popsicle to be sucked?”

Hearing the tempo of his heart increase Heero smirked as he leaned back. “So do you want to suck my Popsicle?”

Licking his lips briefly Quatre threw his sugar treat over his shoulder, “I thought you’d never ask” standing up he made his was over to Heero’s side of the table.
Placing his hands on the other boy’s shoulders, Quatre practically bounced onto Heero’s lap “but first let me have an appetizer,” he murmured, bringing his lips down onto Heero’s.

Moving up to grip Quatre’s head, Heero ran his other hand down the boy’s chest to wrap it around the blonde’s slim waist.

Biting Heero’s lips softly Quatre sucked on the boy’s bottom lip quickly before he was gently pushed back, “are you sure?” he was asked, nodding he asked Heero as well.
Frustrated Heero tighten his grip on Quatre’s waist thrusting his hips upward, quickly gyrating.

Panting loudly Quatre moaned,

“Does this feel like I’m sure?” Heero mumbled quickly before taking Quatre’s open mouth.

With his grip on Quatre’s waist still firm Heero brought his other arm from the back of he blonde’s head to his jaw, firmly opening it wider, pushing his tongue forward and deeper. After a few minutes Heero slid his eager lips to Quatre’s neck biting firmly then licking away the hurt. Sucking contently Heero mumbled something incoherent.

“What?”

Moving back Heero placed small kisses over the blonde’s face as he explained, “cherry…your lips, they taste like cherry.”

Laughing softly Quatre replied “here I am practically throwing my willing body on you and all you could think about are my lips”

Heero grinned “your cherry flavored lips...”

Quatre pushed the dark boy back against the chair as he trailed his own kisses down the perfect soldier’s chest. Slipping from Heero’s now slack grip, Quatre slid to his knees between Heero’s outstretched legs “now that you know what my Popsicle’s flavor is, I want to know yours’…”

Surprised Heero leaned down “are you sure?” he asked.

Smiling Quatre kissed Heero’s lips lightly.

“Yes”

Keeping his eyes on Heero, Quatre nuzzled the stiff crotch in front of him, swiping at the black cloth lightly. Wrapping his fingers around the waist band Quatre pulled.
Abandoning Quatre’s hair Heero gripped the chair handles and lifted his hips so that Quatre could pull them further down.

Groaning Quatre licked his lips as soon as he saw all of Heero. Pushing down his nervousness Quatre leaned forward and wrapped his fingers around the hard shaft. From his conversations with Duo, Quatre knew that the braided pilot had vast experiences with…lovers, up to and including Trowa from time to time. At the time Quatre was embarrassed at the way Duo explained to him how it’s done but now Quatre was grateful to his friend for having such a big mouth. Coming back to the situation at hand Quatre remembered Duo telling him it was like sucking on a Popsicle. Drawing closed to Heero’s member Quatre scrunched his eyes closed as he took a tentative lick.

Star. Star. Star.

“Oh fuck oh fuck, oh fuck, damn it control yourself Yuy” Heero found himself repeating in his head as he bit back the moan deep in his throat.

Opening his eyes Heero stared down at the sight before him. Quatre with one small hand wrapped around his cock the other lightly gripping his knee, eyes closed while taking small lick of the head.

Shuddering Heero couldn’t hold back the groan at the feeling of that warm tongue.


Star. Star. Star.


Feeling the shudder that passed through Heero’s body, Quatre grew braver. Leaning closer he wrapped his lips around the head of Heero’s member while stroking the shaft tightly with his finger tips.

Sucking on the tip softly Quatre began a bobbing motion like he would once his Popsicle started to melt. Moving his head from side to side Quatre brushed his lips over the head once more, before he pulled back and ran kisses over the tip.

Moving his fingers out of the way Quatre licked around the shaft, strong upward strokes. Taking a deep breath Quatre pulled back and swallowed as much of Heero as he could, humming softly as he let his breath escape Quatre bobbed his head.


Star. Star. Star.


He couldn’t take it for much more.

The way Quatre wrapped his lips around his cock felt glorious but when Heero looked down the sight of Quatre’s cherry stained lips stretching to fit around the head and those soft blue eyes glazed and mesmerized by his own actions drew Heero close to the edge.

Enduring the ecstasy for what felt like for ever Heero began to feel the coiling sensation in the pit of his stomach signaling the of coming of his climax.

Groaning Heero tried to tell Quatre, “I’m…almost” he panted “I….”

Quatre pulled back and grinned, “I know” he whispered quickly before swallowing Heero once more.

Seeing this Heero felt his eyes close against the pleasure.


Star. Star. Star.

Knowing that Heero was coming close to climax, Quatre slowed down his movements. He couldn’t wait to see what would happen.

So far Quatre was enthralled with what he has been doing, he liked it very much and hoped Heero shared his feelings. In any case it sounded as though Heero liked it.

Feeling that Heero was thrusting into his mouth more persistently Quatre smirked around the hard shaft as he sped up.


Star. Star. Star.
‘So close’ Heero thought.

He could sense it, tightening his hold on the chair’s handle Heero moaned his release as he felt Quatre continued to swallow him whole drinking up his pleasure.

After a few silent moments where Heero tried to catch his breath, he opened his eyes and was hit by the full glare of the sun. Blinking Heero looked down; Quatre was tentatively opening and closing his mouth,

“My jaw is sore” he explained, blushing.

Heero pulled Quatre onto his lap. “Thank you” he said into Quatre’s neck as he rubbed circles on the blonde’s back.

“I really wanted to”

Smiling against Quatre’s neck Heero pulled the blonde tighter to his chest

“Really? Well let me return the favor.”

Lifting the confused blonde onto the table in front of him Heero busied himself with unzipping the shorts in front of him. Dropping to his knees Heero released Quatre’s pulsing shaft.


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‘Oh my this is glorious’ Quatre thought as he threw his head back trying to hold back a moan.

Those lips were marvelous.
Remembering how Heero had thrust into his mouth and Heero’s warm cavern surrounding his own cock pushed Quatre quickly over the edge.

Panting Quatre fell into Heero’s arms. Twisting Quatre’s legs around his waist Heero sat content.

After a few minutes Heero heard distant noise from the direction of the lake. He shook Quatre from his post coitus nap.

“Wake up, come on the others are coming”

Surprised Quatre jumped into his chair trying to fix himself the best he could. Breathing deeply trying to calm himself down Quatre looked at Heero to see if anything was out of place.

Besides his usually messy hair Heero looked fine.

Whirling to see Trowa, Wufei and Duo coming over the crest something caught Quatre’s eye, turning back to Heero he noticed that there was something glistening on Heero’s lips. Confused at first Quatre realized what it was.

Panicked Quatre was to nervous to warn Heero before the other pilots made their way to the table. Quatre blushed as he thought of the inevitable embarrassing questions.

“Hey Q-ball, hey Ro, so how was your day?”

Before Quatre could respond Duo continued “me and Tro had the best time”
Frowning in Wufei’s direction Duo went on “until Wufei came and then ganged up with Trowa to pick on me” he pouted.

“You deserved it for pulling me into the water, Maxwell” Wufei replied.
Shrugging Duo noticed something on Heero’s face.

He smiled “hey Ro, did you miss your target or something” Duo asked pointedly in Heero’s direction.

Wiping at the offending stain with his finger Heero placed his finger in his mouth and sucked it clean.

“What can I say, Duo…my Popsicle melted” Heero said smirking at Quatre.

Losing the tension in his shoulders Quatre let out a full laugh.

Confused Duo looked from Heero to Quatre, back and forth.

“What? What is it? What’s so funny?”


END


A/N: wow…okay…I know that wasn’t the best of lemon scenes…just forgive me…it was my first, but as always I hope you liked it…please review…please. Oh and to those wondering about the whole Duo and Trowa thing….yeah, maybe if I finish my other fic, I’ll dive deeper into that territory…looking over this fic gave me some interesting situations to put pilot 02 and 03 in…hehehehe.
But please, please review.