Author: Merula
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Yaoi, Assassins, Crossdressing....
Pairing: 2x1
I apologize- this didn't turn out quite like I planned.... :P! I should know better, my crossdressing ones never do....
This is how Duo persuading Heero to wear the dress. Couldn't help it- a certain someone puppy dog eyed me, and another one poked the bunnies.
This sidefic happened between part 7 & 8.
One Night Sidefic 3
Heero smiled in complete satisfaction and shut down his computer. He glanced at the clock- it was late, but not terribly so, hopefully Duo shouldn't be too upset with him.
He cast a look towards the bed where his partner was curled up against the headboard, seemingly immersed in the novel he was reading.
As Heero had learned early on in his partnership with Duo, appearances were usually deceiving.
"All finished," he said quietly.
Duo looked up from his book. "Find anything interesting?"
"Oh yes. Definite proof. Winner should be very happy."
"Good," Duo put the book to the side. "Does that mean you're finished staring at the computer for a while?"
"Yes," Heero tugged his shirt off over his head and tossed it towards the hamper.
"Good. I finished the disguises tonight."
Heero lifted an eyebrow. "Disguises? I thought you were only making one for Trowa."
"And one for you." Duo's smile was too sweet. Heero didn't trust it. "I didn't like the other one I had for you anymore."
"What was wrong with it?" Heero asked cautiously.
"That woman flirted with you last time you wore it."
Heero blinked. His usual disguise made him look like a forty year old man- and the last woman he remembered talking to while wearing it had been less than half that.
"She said I reminded her of her father." He pointed out.
Duo tilted his head. "Still, you got too many looks. I didn't like it."
Heero got a bad feeling. "So, what is the new one like?"
Duo's smile widened. "It's in the bathroom- why don't we go look?"
Heero's bad feeling increased. He went into the bathroom, Duo on his heels and blinked at the clothes that hung behind the door. It took him a moment to realize what he was looking at.
"That's a dress...." At least he thought it was. There wasn't a lot of material in the lower part of it- and the top looked... curved.
"Yes it is." Duo sounded amused.
"You're making me wear a dress?"
Duo's slid his arms around Heero's waist and rested his chin in the hollow of Heero's shoulder. "Uh huh."
"And that's going to make people stare at me less?" Heero tilted his head so that it rested against Duo's. "I don't think so. A guy in drag draws attention."
"You won't look like a guy in drag," Duo sounded faintly offended. "You'll look like a woman. A very lovely one too, if I did it right."
Heero had no doubt that Duo had done it right. "But... won't that make people look at me just as much?"
Duo laughed softly. "Oh yes."
There were lots of times that Heero couldn't follow his lover's logic. This plan made no sense to him at all.
Duo turned Heero in his arms and pressed him back against the counter. "Don't get it do you?" He asked.
"Totally lost me," Heero admitted.
"You're going to look like a very lovely woman," Duo nudged his head under Heero's chin, letting his lips drift over Heero's throat. "With a very jealous and possessive boyfriend."
Ah. So this costume would let Duo manhandle him without people giving them a second look no matter where they were... and allow him to act the way he usually did without fear of exposure...
On one hand, a tempting proposition...
On the other... "I don't really want to wear a dress." Heero protested. Duo's lips nipped his shoulder, his hands slid down to Heero's waistband.
"Please?" Duo murmured against his skin. "I'll make it worth your while...." His clever fingers undid Heero's fly, slipped inside.
"I've never shaved my legs..."
"I'll help." Duo slid down to his knees, giving Heero a mischievous look under his bangs, his fingers still working on persuading Heero to give in. "We can take a bath together..."
Heero closed his eyes for a moment- he knew what Duo's idea of bathing together meant- and what it always led to... Duo took advantage of his distraction and moved the cloth that was blocking his access.
"Please?" Duo asked, his breath hot against Heero's exposed skin. "For me?" He leaned forward just enough, letting his lips brush ever so gently on that most sensitive area...
Heero bit back a moan.
"All right," he gave in, helpless to resist his lover's arguments.
Duo, gracious as ever in victory, tumbled Heero down on the floor next to him. Heero let his head rest on the cool tiles, let his fingers thread through Duo's hair as the other bent to his self-appointed task. Heero looked up at the dress hanging behind the door, distracted for a brief moment. He wasn't looking forward to wearing it.
But Duo was always so damn persuasive...
OWARI
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