Author: hostilecrayon

Pairing: 1x2

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Lemon, sap

Disclaimer: I love to poke and prod the GW boys, but that doesn't mean I own them. Gundam Wing is owned by Hajime Yatate and Yoshiyuki Tomino.

Notes: Part XIV of the Growing Up Mini-Series. Written for the St. Elmo's Fire/Promise challenge at gw500. This 2x1 Lemon is dedicated to Natea and Link Worshiper - two of my favorite 2x1 loving ladies. I was absolutely thinking of you both when I wrote this. This is not the last installment. I think there will be two more parts.

Moving Forward

When the doorbell rang, I was as nervous as I was the day of our second first date. I was relieved that he came, but the very fact that he was at my door increased my nerves by tenfold. I opened the door with an only slightly quivering hand and offered up a weak smile. Heero was breathing a little heavy and the light sheen of sweat gave away the fact that he'd flew up the six flights of stairs rather than walked. I fidgeted a little and invited him inside.

He sat on the couch/pull-out bed and for a moment, I just stared at him. I swallowed uncomfortably before asking him, "Would you like a drink?"

He nodded and I poured us both some apple cider in the wine glasses I'd bought two days prior. I'd considered actual wine, but I didn't want him to think my decision was at all affected by the alcohol. I took a seat next to him - not that there was too many other places to sit in my little studio - and we both sipped our drinks in silence for a while. I had thought and re-thought a million different ways to start this conversation, but now that it was happening, I couldn't remember one.

I took a breath, then another and set my drink on the little side table. I took Heero's glass without asking and set it aside as well. I hesitated slightly, thinking over a few last minute things I could possibly say and instead just went with my instincts.

I kissed him.

It was long and hard and filled to the brim with emotion. I could feel Heero's surprise, and then his acceptance as he melted into the kiss.

He moaned my name into my mouth, and I knew he wanted to talk, but I would not be deterred. I pulled him up with me, and I finally released him when we were standing next to the couch. I was pulling off cushions as fast as I could, and Heero just stood and watched, an adorably confused expression on his face.

"My bed is underneath here," I said as a way of explanation.

"You're pulling out your bed?"

"Yeah. Now grab the other side, will you? It's much easier to pull out with two people." He did as I asked, but there was apprehension in every move he made.

"Duo?" He started again, but I paid him no mind as I tossed the pillows on the bed and pulled a blanket out of the closet. I was well past nervous and approaching a state of panic, and the last thing I wanted to do was talk about it.

I hopped onto the bed and reached out to pull Heero down, but he grabbed my wrists and held me firm. "Duo, you've got to talk to me."

I looked away and he let go of me, sitting on the edge of the bed. "It's just... I've made up my mind."

"Well, that's nice. Could you let me in on it so I can make up mine? Duo, this isn't like you."

"I want to make it right."

"You think you have to have sex with me to make it right? Duo, that's not what I want. I mean, it is what I want, but not like this. Not because you think I'll be mad at you if I don't." His eyes softened and he reached for my hand, running his fingertips across my palm.

"No, you don't understand. That's not what I'm doing."

"Well, what are you doing?"

I stared deep into his cloudy blue eyes, begging him to understand. "Do you trust me, Heero?"

The answer was immediate. "With every ounce of my being."

"Then let me show you." I could see the hesitance in his face, but he let me lay him down and kiss him softly. I fluttered kisses across his cheeks and down his throat and he bit his lip when I sucked lightly at the spot where his neck and shoulder met. As I let my tongue play across his skin, my hand pushed up his shirt and traced idle pattern across his stomach. I sat up a little, pushing his shirt further up and he lifted his body, allowing me to remove it. He still looked a little uncertain but he couldn't help but moan when my lips found his nipple.

I stopped only long enough to strip myself of my own shirt before pressing our bodies together, enjoying the feel of skin on skin. I kissed him deeply, biting at his lip while my fingers toyed with the button on his jeans. He was already hard and I could feel his impressive length pressing into my thigh through our pants.

I had his pants halfway down his muscular legs before he spoke. "We don't have to do this." It was his way of letting me know he was willing to stop if I wanted to, but this far into the game, I'd never been surer of anything in my life.

"Yes we do. And not because I think I don't have a choice. We have to because I want to. I want to show you..." I paused for a moment, chewing on the words. I knew that he'd let me end the sentence there if I wanted to, but it was way past time. It may have taken me a while to figure things out, but I was ready to take the next step; ready to take a big step to where we were before. I kissed him one more time, taking my time to savor him before coming back up to finally finish my sentence. "I want to show you how much I love you."

His eyes widened and he just stared at me, his eyes watering before he grabbed me and kissed me with so much passion I felt dizzy. With those words, all his reservations seemed to fly out the window. His hands ran down may back and up my sides, touching as much of me as he could reach. I wrestled his pants off of him and sat back to see him lying there in nothing but a pair of light green boxers, but I didn't stay there long. Heero pulled me back down to him and nipped at my neck while removing me from my pants as well.

We laid there for a while, kissing and touching in our underwear, both wanting each other but neither of us wanting to rush this moment. Regardless of how many times we had done this in the past, this time - our first time in our new relationship - was something special. It was both familiar and new all at the same time. I can't remember ever wanting him so badly before. It was as if this love that we had had for each other for so long was being reborn in that very moment.

Slowly and with purpose, I pulled off his boxers, and he mine. I lay on top of him, our erections pressing together and our skin flushed with need and just stared at his handsome face. His eyes were swirling with emotion; his glistening lips parted slightly. The feelings filling my tiny studio apartment were palpable.

"I love you, Duo." His voice was thick and husky, and it sent shivers down my spine.

"I love you." The force the words conjured in me was overwhelming, and I kissed him once more before reaching for the bottle of lube.

I fumbled with the tube for a minute before he grabbed it from me, squeezing a liberal amount on my fingers. I grinned sheepishly at him, my nerves bundled tightly in my stomach. I reached my hand between his legs and held my breath. It was finally happening, and with a kiss filled with as much love as I could muster, I slid one slick digit inside him. He shifted slightly, parting his legs further to allow me better access.

I kissed all along his chest, pushing my finger in and out slowly, loosing him enough to slide in another. I sped up a little and he groaned, grabbing on to my shoulders. His breathing grew ragged with each push, and he dug his fingers into my skin when I slid in a third.

I pushed in and out of him much quicker now, wanting very much to be inside him, feeling every part of him engulf me in warmth. He cried out loudly when I hit his prostate, dragging his fingernails down my arms, and I felt my dick throb painfully. I withdrew my fingers and settled above him, guiding my head to his opening. I stared into his eyes as I pushed into him slowly, savoring every inch of heat as it surrounded me.

When I was fully seated inside him, I stopped, allowing him to adjust and giving myself time to catch my breath. It felt so good being inside him again. Our lips met and he groaned into my mouth as I pulled out a little and thrust myself back in. One of his hands buried itself in the tightly bound hair at the nape of my neck and the other wrapped around my waist, pulling me closer to him and deeper inside. He took my breath away when he bucked against me, taking some of the control into his hands. I met his pace eagerly, and despite my plans, I found myself speeding up, unable to control myself any longer.

I grabbed one of his legs and hooked it over my shoulder and he cried out violently as my dick brushed against his prostate. He grabbed my ass, pushing at me in the attempt to make me thrust inside him harder. "Heero!" I had almost forgotten how enthusiastic a lover Heero could be.

My hand wrapped around his neglected cock and I pumped it clumsily, trying to keep up with Heero's almost frantic pace. I could tell I wasn't going to last much longer, so I seized his lips with mine and just gave in to the feeling.

Harder and faster I moved until we were just a blur of sweat and skin, our moans and gasps echoing around the room. I felt my balls tighten and I shouted, "Oh god, Heero, god I love you."

The words seemed to trigger something in him, and his seed spilled out over my fingers as he gasped, trying to speak but unable to. I felt his orgasm rippling through him, and as it clutched at me, I shot into him, pushing jerkily into him with awkward thrusts. My muscles tightened and I collapsed on him, just riding the aftershock of my orgasm.

Heero's hand dug into my hair and his breath tickled my ear. "I love you, Duo. God, do I love you."

We shared another long, meaningful kiss before I sat up, the stickiness starting to get to me. "That was beyond hot. St. Elmo's Fire, eat your heart out."

"St. Elmo's Fire isn't really fire, you know. It's-"

I laughed. "Heero, I know you're an endless well of information and all, but it's just an expression." He grinned. "You ready for a shower?"

He rolled out of the wet spot and said, "Definitely."

"And Heero? There's just one more thing..."

He looked up at me. "Yeah?"

"I promise we'll be moving forward from now on, okay?"

He broke out into a brilliant smile that followed into the shower and back to the bed, where we slept together for the first time in over a year. And as I snuggled up close to him, I just knew that from now on, no matter how bad things got, everything would be okay.

OWARI

 

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