An Orphanage Series Book 3: First Night
Heero and Duo shared conspiratorial grins as they jumped from the car at the Spaceport hotel they had chosen for their wedding night. Heero had booked them places on a flight down to Earth for a cruise honeymoon, but the flight wasn't until eleven o'clock the following morning.
The Japanese boy smiled at the receptionist. "Hi, we have a room reserved for the night, name of Kido."
Duo nearly choked as Heero gave their "names": Seiya and Shiryu Kido. The Saints?! Well, why not, but I didn't expect this type of cover! I wonder how long it'll take the guys to figure it out... Damn! I knew he was reading my manga...
The others had wanted to play the traditional practical jokes on them, including constant interruptions for no apparent reason, strange items "appearing" in their room and the like. Neither boy truly thought that any of the others would be fooled for long- the names were just a little obvious- but they hoped that their "brothers" would respect the choice.
"Here you go, Mr. Kido. It's room 402- the elevators are on your right. Have a pleasant evening." Both boys smiled at her- she had no idea how pleasant it would be!
They were quiet on the ride up to the fourth floor- Duo was content to simply hold Heero's hand in his. In truth, though he would never have considered admitting it, he was nervous as hell. Heero... the Japanese boy had always symbolised something special to him, something beautiful that he could look at but never touch, because he was just a dirtied little soul that didn't deserve something that special. The thought that he was married to Heero now was... breathtaking. Awe-inspiring.
Heero wasn't much better off, either. As he quietly held his new husband's hand, he considered the other boy's history. In a way, he felt very unworthy- the other boy was obviously rather inexperienced, apart from that frightful episode, when he had been a mere child... Heero knew that, during the war, Duo had been assigned a few assassinations that had required him to use his body to get through the door. The American had looked the part-Heero had remembered feeling so turned on by the very look of his comrade that he had growled until Duo left for his mission. But Duo had never... delivered on the look. The target had always been dead long before he could truly touch or be touched.
Duo was giving him something truly special- his complete trust. Heero had seen the results of others trying to touch the American, against his wishes- he couldn't believe that this could be his!
Heero opened the door and stepped back with a smile. "After you, Mr. Maxwell-Yuy."
Duo gave him a mischievous smile and a slight bow of a proud, braided head. "Thank you, Mr. Yuy-Maxwell." He swept into the room with all the pride of a king.
Heero closed and locked the door as Duo flipped on a small lamp in the otherwise dark room. Heero caught his breath- the light washed over Duo's face and form, giving him an almost ethereal glow as he straightened and looked back over his shoulder at his husband. Duo Maxwell had claimed to be the God of Death- at that moment, Heero would have sworn on all that was dear to him that his new husband truly was a God.
Heero walked over slowly, feeling more nervous with each step. It didn't help that Duo looked so serious and intent, almost predatory, and yet still so nervous, himself!
Duo, predictably, broke the silence. "Geez- I can't believe this is happening! You and me..."
Heero reached out for Duo's hand and brought it up to his lips. "It's a little unreal, isn't it?"
"Mmm hmm," Duo replied, his eyes glued to Heero's as he allowed himself to be pulled closer.
Heero finally smiled gently. "You nervous?"
Duo gave one of his trademark grins. "Ummm, well... yeah, I am."
Heero's grin matched his husband's. "Me too, love." He pulled Duo closer and kissed him.
The braided boy had never felt a heat so intense. He felt a giggle welling up inside of him as he stepped closer to his husband and moulded his body against Heero's, pressing closer, as if to eliminate any borders between them.
Heero was surprised by the intensity of Duo's kiss and touch, and yet so turned on by it that he felt as though his knees would collapse on him. His arms wrapped around the smaller form of the American pilot, holding him even closer as their bodies met and seemed to mesh together. Heero's hands found the end of the long braid and released it from its elastic- he sighed into Duo's mouth as the chestnut hair fell free of its binds and cocooned the boys in warm, silky brown waves.
Heero delicately nipped at Duo's lower lip, sucking at it gently as he pulled back to look into the other boy's eyes. "Duo... you're so beautiful..."
The American laughed happily as he trailed his hands down Heero's back to squeeze his buttocks, grinding his hips forward. "I love you, Heero..." he trailed kisses down the Japanese boy's jawline and up towards his ear.
Heero gasped as Duo's lips closed over his earlobe and sucked gently, his tongue teasing the sensitive flesh. "At the... ceremony- Kami, Duo, you're killing me- looked so good... wanted to jump your bones right there." He swept Duo's long hair out of the way so he could taste the glowing skin of his throat, nipping and sucking as he heard Duo beginning to purr in his arms.
As lips trailed down his throat, Duo abruptly stopped his teasing- it was hard enough to remain standing as Heero tasted his skin over and over again, his tongue dancing in tantalising circles over Duo's pulse, moving down to where shoulder and neck met and biting gently. "God, Heero... so good..."
Heero took Duo's lips again, marveling at the other boy's sweetness as their tongues met and clashed. Powerful arms slid around Duo's form and lifted him gently, masterfully as Heero moved towards the bed, never breaking the kiss.
Setting Duo down on the fluffy comforter, Heero's body came down over Duo's, pressing him back onto the soft mattress. Duo's arms came up and around the Japanese boy. He had felt an initial spasm of fear as he was lifted and then set down, but he forced the feelings down- this was Heero in his arms. And the Japanese boy not only understood, but loved him as much as he was loved in turn. The other boy's weight on top of him was pleasant and invigorating- his scent was flooding over Duo's senses and intoxicating him slowly, as silken lips trailed down his neck and strong hands capable of bending steel with little effort ran over his body. Duo felt dizzy as Heero's hands fumbled with the buttons of his shirt, popping off a few in his rush to touch the warm flesh underneath the cloth barrier.
Duo's own nimble fingers pulled Heero's t-shirt out of tuck and pulled it off the other's boy's body- Heero grunted in frustration as he was momentarily forced to abandon the process of stripping Duo, sitting up so that he was straddling over Duo's lap.
Duo sat up quickly, his lips tracing a hot trail across Heero's chest. He heard the other boy gasp as his mouth engulfed one already-erect nipple and teased it with his tongue and with gentle nips. His shirt fell back off of his shoulders and Duo shrugged it off, sighing as hungry hands now passed over his bare skin.
As Heero kissed Duo again, chest was pressed to chest, and both jumped at the heat, looking at each other in startlement and giggling a little as Heero's superior weight once again pushed Duo back into the mattress. The Japanese boy let a hand trail down the American's body, fingers brushing lightly over the bulge in Duo's jeans before sweeping lower, over his thighs and then back up to his belt.
They pulled back from each other as Heero slowly undid Duo's belt and undid the top button of his jeans. Moving down on the bed a little, Heero's head dipped low and he planted a kiss on Duo's exposed abdomen, lips curving into a smile as he felt the other boy give a small jump and strong hands fastened to his shoulders, urging him to continue. Looking up into the violet eyes, he popped another button open, and another, lips trailing lazily over quivering skin and muscle.
Duo smiled up at his husband as Heero sat up, reaching for his own belt buckle as he moved. Heero wasn't trying to be sexy as he slowly pulled the remaining clothes from his body- his eyes were locked with Duo's as he gracefully and sinuously pulled both pants and boxers off, leaving him completely naked in front of his new husband... and terribly aroused.
Duo's eyes were wide with wonder as he reached out to touch the body in front of him, almost as though he expected it to be a mirage. Heero had to bite his lip as Duo's hands moved over him, stroking him with a tantalizing mix of strength and tenderness. "Oh God!" he moaned as Duo tentatively wrapped a hand around his erection and scooted forward to kiss it, his tongue swirling around the head experimentally. His hands buried in the American's hair as Duo's mouth engulfed him in heat and wetness that swirled around him in ever changing strokes of fire.
Heero could feel the heat building inside of him- the sight of his hardness disappearing into that sweet mouth was almost enough to make him come right then and there. He gently pulled himself back from the long-haired vision on the bed before him- he wanted this to last. He smiled approvingly, though, as he once again lowered his body onto Duo's.
Their lips met, and Duo smiled against Heero as he teased the Japanese boy mercilessly, trailing the tip of his tongue over the bottom lip first and then the top, applying, small, feather light kisses from the right tip of Heero's mouth over to the left.
Heero gave a low, throaty laugh as he kissed back, capturing the teasing lips and claiming them almost roughly. Duo's hand were running over his bare body, each touch leaving a thrill behind, as though he had been touched by a minute bolt of electricity. Heero's lips roamed down to claim a hardened nipple as his hands drifted lower, back to Duo's jeans and the remaining buttons there.
Duo moaned incoherently as a hot tongue danced over his skin, moving lower in delicate swirls as more flesh was uncovered, a bit at a time. His whole body jerked as Heero's tongue dipped into his navel, teasing nerves that he hadn't even known existed. And that mouth was travelling lower still...
Heero sat back a little to pull the jeans and boxers down off of Duo's long legs. Looking back up again, he felt his breath catch- he had never seen anything to compare with the masculine beauty before him- well-formed, powerful muscles that moved sinuously beneath the soft skin that was flushed with passion. The heart-shaped face and those remarkable violet eyes, wreathed by a corona of chestnut brown hair that gleamed in the soft light in the room... "So beautiful- you're... you are perfect, Duo," Heero barely managed to say as he met the bright violet gaze again. His hands trailed down over Duo's skin- he smiled at the whimpers coming from the long-haired boy as his fingers swept straight past his erection to his inner thighs and back up to his abdomen. "Shh, patience, Duo," he purred against the boy's skin, his tongue flicking out to tease over the skin that had been tickled by his breath.
Duo only vaguely registered the words. "Mmmm... Heero- God, I've never been patient... you know that!" He gasped as fingers once more ran up over him and teased along his sides, raking back down over him delicately.
Pressing Duo's legs apart wider, Heero leaned in to kiss the sensitive skin of the American's inner thigh, sucking at it just hard enough to leave a small mark before moving across to its twin. Duo was writhing under his mouth and hands, lost in sensory overload and purring like a kitten. Heero had never seen anything so erotic.
He suddenly took pity on his husband and grasped his erection with one calloused hand, stroking him gently as he looked up- Duo's body was completely relaxed and sprawled out before him. Finally deciding to stop teasing both himself and his husband, Heero gave in and took Duo's length into his mouth, engulfing the other boy whole.
Duo's eyes shot open and he arched off the bed with a cry, his back moving in a delicate arch as his shoulders were suddenly the only part of him on the bed. Heero's hands flexed on this rear, holding him up as he arched into the feeling. "Holy... Heero, oh God, Heero..."
Heero laughed around the length in his mouth, the vibrations causing another series of tremors to run through Duo's whole body as he struggled to retain his sanity in the face of impossible odds. He sucked gently as he bobbed his head, beginning a rhythm that thrummed through his body, so that he was making small thrusts of his own hips, even as he lavished attention on the boy in his arms. Then again, just the sight of Duo, responding to his touch like this- it was the sort of thing that made Heero Yuy think that he was the luckiest man ever made.
And he knew exactly where he wanted to be- inside Duo, claiming him for all time as his own. The though of that hot, tight body around him, moving in time with his thrusts, and the voice, calling his name... Heero moaned, feeling himself throbbing and aching at the very thought.
Lowering Duo's body gently back down to the bed, he freed a hand to search out his jeans and pull the tube from his right pocket. It had been Trowa's final gift to him as they all drank champagne and laughed together, and he distantly remembered feeling somewhat embarrassed by it all. Not now.
Opening the tube, he squirted a bit of the spicy-smelling lubricant onto his fingers and set the tube aside, suddenly aware of Duo's eyes on him, watching his every move so carefully. He moved up Duo's body to kiss him again, pulling back to stare into violet eyes as he asked, "Do you want this?"
Duo Maxwell-Yuy had been frightened at first- the last man to touch him had hurt him so badly that he hadn't let another human being get that close to him for the last six years, maiming several individuals over that time who didn't seem to understand the meaning of the word 'no'.
But now- his entire body was crying out for it, and he could read the naked longing in Heero's eyes so clearly, and the deep love there... He will never hurt me- God, I love him so much! Duo reached up to pull Heero down for a deep, long kiss, grinding his hips upwards so that their erections met and rubbed together between them, drawing moans from both. As they pulled back, Duo smiled up into wells of bright sapphire blue. "Please, Heero- I want you to... please?"
Heero melted at the look he was given- Duo's eyes were clear and shining with love and trust, his breath was coming quickly and heavily as their bodies met and touched. His eyes zeroed in on those lips again, Duo's infinitely adorable, sexy, kissable mouth calling to him in a way that was more enticing than any siren's voice. He claimed that mouth again as a hand snaked down between them and between Duo's still spread legs to his tight opening. Feeling a surge of painful, yet pleasurable anticipation, he slipped one lubricated finger into his love.
Duo felt a momentary spasm of mindless fury as Heero touched him so intimately, yet he quickly forced it down- he forced his body, which had been loose only seconds before, to relax from the tension he felt singing in his muscles.
Heero moaned as he felt Duo returning his kiss full force, and he grinned as he pulled back and smiled into his husband's eyes, thrusting gently with his finger as he moved down Duo's body and engulfed his erection again in his mouth.
Duo gasped as heat surrounded him once more and bucked against Heero, impaling himself on the finger that teased him ever so gently. His eyes opened wide, however, as a second finger joined it, probing inside of him as though-
"Oh my God!" Duo felt Heero's fingers inside of him brush up against something- and pleasure washed over him, searing his very mind in its intensity. With a cry he came, pumping himself into Heero's waiting mouth as he struggled to breathe, let alone think.
But Heero obviously had other plans for him- the fingers inside of him brushed again at the same spot over and over- he was moaning incoherently as he felt himself hardening again almost painfully and Heero moved up to kiss him again. He could taste himself on the other boy's lips...
He didn't even notice it as another finger pressed into him, stretching him for the next act.
Duo was still struggling to breathe as he realised what was to come next. He kissed back as though Heero's mouth was his only link to sanity, fully claiming the other boy even as he was claimed, dominating by submitting.
He whimpered as Heero's fingers withdrew and ended their incredible torture. Heero waited for Duo's eyes to open again as he positioned himself as the boy's almost-virgin entrance. He wanted to be able to look into Duo's eyes as he claimed him, and he didn't want to miss a moment of it. Reaching for the tube of lubricant again, he squirted a dobble of it into his palm and spread it on his aching cock. And then he paused.
Duo stared up into eyes of such a deep, starry blue that they seemed to go on forever. The eyes were asking him for something, for permission to finish what they had started, and he wanted nothing more at that moment than to give Heero everything his heart desired, to be taken and touched and entered and loved... He nodded to the other boy, moving his hips in provocative little circles against the erect flesh poised so readily. "Heero, please... do it... want you in me..."
The Japanese boy waited no longer- staring down into violet eyes, he thrust forward with his hips, penetrating the other with a slow gentleness that threatened to drive them both mad.
Duo had expected pain- it was more an uncomfortable stretching as he was slowly filled.. And the look on Heero's face- the Japanese boy's eyes had gone dark with desire until they were almost black, and his lips were parted in a wordless cry of pleasure as he slid deeper with a slowness that must have been agonizing. Duo made up his mind in less than a second.
"Oh Gods! Duo!" Heero moaned as Duo thrust hard with his hips, taking Heero the rest of the way into him in one movement. Buried to the hilt in Duo, Heero felt like he was engulfed in a silken furnace, the heat spreading quickly over his whole body. It took everything in him not to thrust away with abandon into the willing body beneath his, to give Duo the time to adjust to him.
Duo had never felt anything so wonderful in his life- it was so right, feeling Heero inside of him. His eyes closed as his head fell back against the pillow and he smiled in sheer pleasure. "Heero..."
The Japanese boy could not contain himself as he heard the other boy calling his name in such a sexy, sultry voice. He pulled almost all the way out before thrusting again, this time with much more force and aiming for the right spot...
Duo's eyes flew open, glazed with pleasure as he cried out, calling his husband's name as Heero began to thrust into him with abandon, hitting Duo's prostate with each powerful thrust. He was thrusting back against Heero, calling his name-
Heero completely gave up on rational thought as the boy beneath him thrust back at him, mated him, and he began moving by instinct, his breath growing ragged as he pumped harder and deeper, wrapping his free hand around Duo's erection and pumping in time with his thrusts.
Duo moaned wildly, thrashing beneath Heero as he was stroked both inside and out. "God, Heero- I love you..."
The Japanese boy screamed as he felt it happen- his body tingled with a pleasure so intense that it both destroyed and re-made him in one moment- he burst inside of Duo with a shout- "Duo! Ai shiteru, Duo... Duo!"
Duo felt Heero give one final thrust into him and release and, hearing the words, went over the edge himself. His voice rose in chorus to Heero's as he came violently on their chests- "Heero! Mine- I love you!"
Heero's strength abruptly gave out and he collapsed onto his husband, completely spent and out of breath. Duo felt the most incredible warmth as he cradled Heero close against him- he kissed the other boy's sweaty forehead and stroked the wild hair tenderly as they slowly re-learned how to breathe.
As Heero recovered, he levered himself up with one arm to look down into Duo's face. The American smiled back up at him wonderingly. "You are... incredible," Heero murmured, almost as if in a trance, staring into Duo's eyes.
Duo laughed, a touch of silver on the air that broke the tenseness of the moment, and wrapped long legs around Heero's waist as a way of keeping him from moving. "You are the most wonderful thing that ever happened to me, Hee-chan," he replied, his fingers dancing along Heero's spine. "I think we're the luckiest people in the Earth Sphere, my love," he said coyly, giving Heero a small squeeze between his thighs.
Heero responded with a kiss that literally took Duo's breath away, plundering his mouth and marvelling at how Duo could still taste so sweet and fresh, so perfect.
Duo gave a small noise of dismay as Heero pulled out of him, but quickly relaxed back into the strong arms that wrapped around him, enveloping him in a warm, loving haze. Heero's hands stroked through his hair lovingly.
Duo turned slightly so he could look up into Heero's face without straining his neck. "I love you, Mr. Yuy-Maxwell. You know that?"
Heero smiled down into the sleep and pleasure-fogged eyes of his beloved. "I know, and I love you, too. You made me the happiest man alive today, Duo Maxwell-Yuy." He settled the long-haired boy comfortably against his chest, kissing his forehead as they drifted off to a peaceful sleep.
~*~
The ringing phone that woke the newlyweds the next morning was treated to two glares that would have killed it on sight, had it not already been inanimate. Duo's arm shot out and knocked the receiver off the small unit before he managed to get his hand to work properly. "Argmph... wha?" he asked, trying to blink sleep from his eyes as Heero's arms tightened around him protectively.
"Hey, Duo! Morning, buddy! Did you two sleep well?" a voice that he quickly identified as Quatre's asked.
Duo glared at the receiver. "Quatre Winner- how the hell did you get this..."
He was cut off by the sound of a lot of laughter- four pilots' worth, to be exact. "It wasn't hard, Duo! Now, are you coming down to breakfast, or do we have to bring it up to you?"
At this, the phone was grabbed from Duo's hand by an unamused Heero, who growled into it, "Enjoy your breakfast, Winner! Forgive us, but the door is rigged to explode if you try and open it from outside, and we're staying in bed, thanks!" He hung up with no more wasted words.
Duo looked down at his husband with an amused expression. "You know that they'll have to try the door now!" he chided gently. He sat up, yawning as he stretched. Heero merely laid back and appreciated the view.
Duo turned to look at him with mischief written all over his face. "So... should we be ready when they get here, or scare them a little?"
Heero's arm snaked out and pulled Duo back down on top of him. "I say we give them the show of their lives, love."
Duo smiled and gave a low growl as he took Heero's mouth in a kiss.
~*~
All four pilots wore evil smirks on their faces as they moved on the door- there was no way that Heero would have rigged a door in a public place like that- they were all very certain, though Duo was, of course, another story altogether. Trowa pulled a lock pick and silently dispatched the lock, a smile of satisfaction on his face as he stood and prodded the door open-
All four felt their jaws drop open in shock as the door swung open- the other two were indeed still in bed. Heero was screaming Duo's name as he came- the long-haired boy pounding into him and giving a yell of his own as he came deep inside of Heero. The two collapsed together, kissing for a long moment before they turned to face the door with matching grins on their faces. "Good morning!" Duo called cheerfully.
Quatre eventually found his voice. "You've got twenty minutes to get cleaned up and meet us downstairs, or we're hi-jacking your honeymoon!" He pushed the other three out in front of him.
Heero and Duo looked at each other and laughed- the looks had all been worth it. With a sigh, both got out of the rumpled bed and headed for a shower. After all- they were in no rush. They had their whole lives to look forward to ahead of them.
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