My Life as a Cliche

My Life as a Cliché
By Sister Raven Dreamer

Warnings: 1x2, Lemon, Language, Duo POV, RFO

Notes: Okay, this is my first ever lemon, and I\'m still blushing over it. But, well, gotta start somewhere. This fic is one big cliché / bad joke, but I like to think it turned out well. Written for the RFO challenge on gw_safehouse

Disclaimer: Everybody together now: Raven does not own any part of Gundam Wing. I do, however own this story, so if you want to post it, please let me know.

Posted: gw_safehouse on LiveJournal. My journal (SisterOfWar) on LiveJournal, AFF.net.

And, with all that said, here goes nothing.
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So, you want to hear how Lena finally gave up on Heero? Well, okay, it\'s your dime, as they say.
What you have to understand is, fighting the war as young as we were left scars that were more than physical. Of course, we all had trouble adjusting. Nobody was surprised that Heero had, and still has, issues. I mean, to this day it isn\'t a good idea to sneak up on him. He doesn\'t handle surprises well.
As for me, well years of running and hiding had taken their toll.
I know, I know. You\'re wondering what this has to do with anything. After all, how does this relate to my life turning into one big cliché, and Relena being forcibly disabused of her infatuation with Heero?
Well, I suppose you need to first realize that after the wars, Relena redoubled her efforts in pursuing Heero. We had both joined Preventers after the Mariemaia incident, and had been immediately partnered up. So, I got to see first-hand how she always requested him to work security detail for her, how she flirted shamelessly with him whenever he was around.
Now, don\'t get me wrong. Lena\'s a nice enough girl, just a bit misguided and clueless when it comes to Heero. Well, okay, more than a bit. But really, she was completely out of luck by that point, because Heero was already living with me. And it hadn\'t been too long after we\'d moved in together that we ended up sharing a room… which leads me to my little problem sleeping. See, I can\'t really sleep unless my back is up against a wall. I\'ll lay there in a bed that isn\'t snug against the wall, but I wake up at the slightest noise. The thing is, when you\'re alone on the streets, sleep makes you vulnerable. So, you make sure nobody can sneak up on you. Another aspect of that is that I don\'t like really big rooms. Too much open space, not enough places to hide. This may seem paranoid to you, but it\'s how I grew up. At the apartment Heero and I shared, we have a queen sized bed in the smaller bedroom, and the \"master bedroom\" is where we work out and spar.
Anyways, back to Relena… She had once again requested Heero for security detail for one of her political functions, and once again that meant that I, as his partner, was also assigned. The unusual thing about this time around was that there was to be a dinner party at the Sanq palace, and then breakfast meetings the following morning. So, we were assigned rooms to spend the night there. The rooms were nice, no argument, but much bigger than I\'m used to. So I went into Heero\'s room to complain (of course, silly girl gave us separate rooms. Like I said, clueless.).
\"Have I mentioned how much I hate working security detail?\"
Heero sighed softly. \"Only 12 times, Duo.\"
\"Well, make it a baker\'s dozen then. I hate this boring crap. I hate watching her make eyes at you. I hate having a room so big I feel like I\'m gonna get lost if I have to take a piss in the middle of the night!\" I stalked over to the walk-in closet in his room and yanked open the door. \"Who needs a closet this big? I mean, I could sleep in here!\"
\"Okay.\"
That quiet agreement stopped me mid-rant, and for a moment I couldn\'t think of anything intelligent to say. \"Huh?\"
\"I said, okay.\" With that, he began stripping all of the blankets and comforters from the bed. \"Grab those pillows.\"
\"Uh, Ro, I didn\'t mean it literally…\"
\"Why not? You are uncomfortable in a larger room, and the beds in both of our rooms are exposed on three sides. You won\'t sleep well. This is an optimal solution.\" Then his voice dropped to a mutter, \"Besides, that bed is too damn soft.\"
I couldn\'t help it, I started chuckling. Heero could sleep pretty much anywhere, and we both knew it. But I appreciated the attempt to save my pride. So, I kept my mouth shut about it and brought the pillows into the closet, where Heero had laid out the blankets and comforters, with the sheet on top. Stripping down to my boxers, I snuggled down on the makeshift bed and pulled up the sheet, then watched Heero get undressed. Man, I gotta say, even when he\'s not tryin\', Heero is just so damn sexy! He sleeps in the nude, and he isn\'t at all body-shy. I mean, there\'s no hesitation when he strips down. I was more than half-hard by the time he turned off the light, shut the door, and climbed under the sheet to spoon his back up against my chest. Of course, Heero quickly realized my \"condition\" when I glomped onto him and my hands started exploring.
\"Duo, we need to get to sleep.\"
\"Yeah, and we will. We both sleep much better after a workout.\" I then ran my tongue along the spot behind his ear that always gets him going. \"C\'mon Ro. You\'re too sexy for words, and I want you so bad.\" My hands found their way down his torso, and I began trailing my nails lightly along the insides of his thighs, slowly working higher. \"I wanna feel that hot, hard cock inside me. I want to feel you buried deep. C\'mon…\"
\"Nnnn… Duo, stop…\" Heero could try to protest all he liked, we both knew he wanted the same thing I did.
\"Nuh-uh. This is too much fun.\" I then turned to nibbling on his ear, trying to entice more of those sexy sounds from him.
But then he reached down and grabbed my wrists, holding my hands away from him. When he spoke, his voice was breathless. \"Duo, stop. We can\'t.\"
I breathed my answer into his ear, \"Why not? We both know I want this…\" With that, I wriggled my hips against his ass, making the hardness there even more obvious. \"And I think you do too.\" Then I quickly twisted my hand, slipping out of the gentle grip he had on me, and darted it down between his legs where I found him just as ready as I was. I wrapped my hand around him, pumping a few times, slowly, as I spoke. \"Yeah. Protest all you want, but this speaks for itself.\"
\"Duo… nnn… Duo, stop. We don\'t have any lube…\"
\"C\'mon Heero, do you really think I would have come on this mission unprepared? It\'s in my pants pocket.\" With that, I let him go so I could grope for said article of clothing. But before I got a chance, Heero shot up and was off in that direction. Now, I know it was too dark to see anything, but Heero has great spatial memory (like you\'d expect anything less?), and he found my pants and the lube, then was back on the blankets in short order, this time facing me. \"Boxers. Off. Now.\"
I grinned in the darkness as I wriggled off the only piece of clothing between us. Heero could protest all he wanted, but in the end we both knew I was gonna get what I wanted… pun definitely intended! So, I kicked off my boxers, and along with them I managed to kick the sheet off both of us. Then I was reaching out to him, letting my hands blindly explore him. Meanwhile, he\'d opened the lube and gotten a good amount on his fingers. I know, because I felt his hand slide down and those digits rubbing down along the cleft of my ass a moment later.
I have to admit, it was right about there that I lost the ability to speak coherently. That\'s not to say I was quiet, not by any means. No no no. See, Heero (though he\'d probably bite his own tongue out before admitting it in public) finds my voice to be sexy. And I know it turns him on when I talk dirty. So, by the time he\'d slipped a finger inside and started wriggling it around, I was pretty much babbling about how I wanted him to fuck me, and how I loved the feeling of his cock buried inside me. And while my mouth was running away with itself, my hands were also far from idle. I was skimming them up and down his body, pausing every now and then to tweak a nipple or deliver a few short pumps to his dick.
Soon enough, he had two fingers in me, then three. By that time, I was thrusting back against them, trying to get them deeper. But Heero, tease that he is, skillfully avoided hitting my prostate. Finally, after several minutes of stretching, I was reduced to pleading. \"God, Ro, c\'mon. Need you. Need you in me now!\"
One thing I will say for Heero, he takes direction well. Because no sooner did those words leave my mouth than he rolled me over onto my back, pulled out his fingers (which I definitely protested!), lubed himself up, and was pushing the head of his cock into me. All in about the time it just took me to tell you.
Now, that legendary self-control of his means that he\'s always a considerate lover. He pushed into me nice and slow, making sure I had time to adjust as he went along. Then, once he was fully seated, he just stayed still for a moment – I think he does that just to torture me sometimes. Then he started with a few short thrusts, working his was up until he was pulling out all but the head and then thrusting all the way back in to (finally!) hit my prostate. Oh, yeah, I was seeing stars. And all I could hear was my heart pounding in my ears overlaid by Heero\'s voice. He gets almost verbose when we\'re making love. And he nearly always reverts to Japanese, so I get to hear all of these wonderfully exotic-sounding encouragements and endearments. Oh yeah, feel free to simmer in jealousy. So, needless to say, it was great, wonderful, divine… until the lights flipped on and the door swung open to reveal the princess herself dressed in a pink satin nightgown and housecoat. She stood there for a good five or ten seconds, staring. Though I\'m not sure what shocked her more: catching me and Heero in flagrante delicto, or the fact that both of our instincts were sharp enough to have guns pointed at the door by the time it opened.
Well, not surprisingly, she turned bright red, stammered something, and then turned and ran away (literally!). We both put the safeties back on our guns, put them back under the pillows, and then looked at each other. I couldn\'t help it, I burst out laughing. I mean, it was just so ridiculous! We\'d be caught having gay sex in a closet! How cliché! Heero just smirked down at me, then gave a few short, sharp thrusts. That stopped my laughter real quick.
\"Now,\" he murmured, \"where were we?”
\"Oh, yeah,\" I answered breathlessly, \"right about there…\"
A few deeper thrusts and I pretty well forgot about Relena, and just about everything else except Heero and what he was doing. Then, when he wrapped his hand around me, I was done for. I think I shouted loud enough that Relena could have heard it. Heero followed right after, and while he wasn\'t as loud as me, he wasn\'t silent either.
The next day, Relena couldn\'t look either of us in the eye.