Author: Merula
Pairings: 1x2
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi, AU, lemon
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing is not mine.
Story inspired by this picture by Ponderosa.
Crime and Punishment
Heero checked the freezer again. Just in case. He didn't want to fly off the handle only to have Duo check the freezer and pull out the missing carton with that smug grin on his face. The one that said 'now-you-need-to-make-it-up-to-me'. Not that Heero minded the making up, quite the contrary, but then he'd have to wait longer for the ice cream.
No sign of his black and white carton. Duo's little funky pints were still in there, with names that sounded very suggestive to Heero... and sometimes he thought they gave Duo ideas.
"Are you trying to cool off?" Duo sounded amused. Heero turned around to find his husband leaning on the counter behind him. "Or is that how you maintain that cool exterior of yours?"
Heero raised an eyebrow at him. "My container is missing."
"Maybe you finished it all," Duo crossed his arms over his chest. "In fact you must have, because you can't be insinuating that I ate it."
"You did last time."
"And you gave me quite a stern lecture." Duo's eyes were twinkling. "I don't think I would dare to touch your precious ice cream after that one."
"I know I didn't finish it." Heero turned back to the freezer. "Maybe it got stuck under something?"
"I still don't see why you like that flavor. It's boring."
"You still eat it, and you've got tons of ice cream in here! Karmel Sutra? Dublin Mudslide? Chubby Hubby?" Heero glared at Duo over his shoulder.
"I didn't buy it for the name!" Duo protested.
"Well you haven't eaten much of it either, and mine is the one that's missing."
"You know you are more than welcome to eat mine. Unlike you, I don't mind sharing my ice cream with the light of my life."
"And the light of mine should remember that I only like that flavor." Duo shook his head, amused.
"Heero, that's not really a flavor. It's a base for syrup."
"I like it." Heero closed the freezer and turned back to his husband. "Did you eat it?"
Duo put both his hands over his heart. "Really Heero, like I said - after the lecture you gave me? The threats you made? I'd have to be a madman to steal your vanilla again."
That made Heero pause. That sounded all right on the surface.... But this was Duo...
Heero leaned back against the fridge and raised his eyebrows. "Remind me what I threatened you with?"
"Why would I do that?"
"I might have made an error. There are some threats that the kinky side of you finds appealing."
"Kinky? Me?" Duo blinked innocently.
"Yes you." Heero smirked. "So what was it I threatened to do that you found so intriguing that you stole my ice cream to get it?"
"Well if you can't remember, I don't see why I need to remind you." Duo straightened up and dusted off his shirt. "It obviously wasn't a serious threat..." He turned his back and a moment later, found himself trapped in his husband's arms. Heero had put both his arms around Duo's waist, pulling him back against his chest.
Heero's mouth brushed Duo's ear. "All of a sudden, I remembered..." One of Heero's hands slid between them, and then downwards. "Right when you turned around..." His hand cupped a portion of Duo's anatomy and squeezed. "So you ate my ice cream on purpose? Hoping that I'd punish you for it?"
Duo squirmed, but it was only so that he could turn around in Heero's embrace and meet his husband's eyes. "Would I do that? Steal your beloved vanilla, which your devotion to is nearly enough to make me jealous, just so that I could get some... special attention from you?"
Heero smiled. "Yes." He ran his fingers along the underside of Duo's jaw, tilting his head up and kissing him deeply. "You do taste better than my ice cream," he said against Duo's mouth, "but I'm afraid I do need to back up my threats or you'll never take me seriously."
A moment later and Duo found himself facing the fridge, Heero's hands encouraging his to lean forward and grasp the top. Duo stretched upwards and grabbed a hold of the top of the fridge, blood already heating up in anticipation.
"Since this is the first offense, I'll take it easy on you..." Heero carefully unfastened Duo's jeans, letting them slide down around his knees. One of his hands caressed Duo's ass gently for a moment, while the other took a firm grip on Duo's waist. Duo felt his braid brush the small of his back and shivered. "No protests? No expressions of innocence? No pleas for mercy?"
Duo slanted a glance at his husband over his shoulder. "Would that turn you on?"
Heero let his hand wander a bit more, making his husband squirm delightfully before he pulled it away. "I think this is doing just fine, thank you anyway."
He brought his hand down in a careful arc. Duo gasped and shivered. "Oh yes..." he murmured.
Heero repeated his action, over and over, careful that the blows were just enough to warm and sting, but not hurt. Duo was shivering, head bent, soft moans escaping his lips. One of his hands had slid down to the side of the fridge as he tried to angle his body to fully enjoy Heero's attentions.
This was good, but he could make it even more intense... Heero let the hand on Duo's waist slide upwards, under the green cotton of his shirt. He let his fingertip play with Duo's nipple, stimulating and teasing, enjoying how Duo's moans suddenly increased in volume.
"Heero... please..."
"Not yet," he brought his hand down again. "This is a punishment, remember?"
Heero continued his gentle chastisement, until Duo was shaking so hard that he doubted his ability to remain standing upright.
Heero seemed to sense that as slid his hands away, turning Duo so his back was against the fridge, the smooth plastic casing cool against his abused flesh and went down on his knees in front of him.
Duo was more than ready for this kind of attention. Heero's mouth and tongue teasing that most pleasurable of spots sent him over the edge. He buried his hands in Heero's hair and rode the wave of pleasure that washed through him.
He sagged, legs finally giving way, and Heero caught him, bringing him down to rest on his lap. Heero offered his mouth to Duo as the other collapsed against him. They kissed for a moment as Duo regained some energy.
"I'd like to plead my innocence now," Duo managed when he got enough of his breath back.
"Now? Isn't it a bit late?"
Duo grinned and struggled to his feet. He kicked off his jeans and nearly fell over again. Heero kept a hand on the back of his husband's knee as Duo opened the freezer door and rummaged around for a moment. He emerged with a black and white container that Heero knew very well.
"Catch." He dropped it and Heero barely caught it before it hit the floor.
"Where was this?"
"Under the chicken, the eggrolls and the stir fry stuff." Heero frowned.
"And how did it get under there?" Duo smiled as he opened the drawer next to the fridge and pulled out a spoon.
"I put it there." Heero shook his head. "Soooo, since you punished me for a crime I didn't commit, I think you owe me."
"You hid the ice cream." Heero pointed out.
"You punished me for eating it, not for hiding it. So, now I get to eat it." Duo pushed at Heero with the tip of his toes until Heero was flat on his back. "And I think I get to choose how I'm going to eat it."
He leaned over and let the spoon tap gently on the front of Heero's jeans and smirked. "Mind if I have a spoonful or two?"
Heero ripped off the top of the ice cream container and sent it spinning across the floor. "It's all yours."
Duo's fingers unzipped Heero's jeans, pulling the material apart. "That's what I was counting on..."
OWARI
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