Blue Forest Banshee Diversions Part 38
ii kibarashi - Frisky
Duo paused on the landing, gazing up the next flight of stairs. Why me, he wondered sourly and began the next leg of the climb. Let's see... just finished number six, so this is seven... Only eight more to go! I hope there's at least a carpet up there for me to collapse onto...
"You okay?" asked Heero from below him.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Only dying a little bit here."
Heero smirked to himself. Duo insisted on doing this the hard way; proving something or other to himself again. They could have flown to the top of the tower and walked down one flight of stairs instead of climbing up fifteen flights. They would fly the next time; Heero was fairly sure of that.
For now, Heero was just amusing himself with the view of that firm, tight, gorgeous Banshee butt, only four steps ahead of him.
"Heero?"
"Yes, my angel?"
"Are you staring at my butt again?"
"Hn."
~ smirk ~
"Well, cut it out. It feels like you're groping me."
~ snicker ~
"I mean it, lizard boy."
~ snort ~
"Heero!"
"...sorry..."
"Su~ure you are."
"Really. I'm very sorry that your highly desirable butt is climbing these stairs."
"Asshole."
"That's pretty cute too."
~ indignant huff ~
"You are so weird..."
~ rolling of eyes ~
~ snicker ~
"You'd rather I didn't like your butt?"
"Of course not! I love it that you love my butt. I'd just rather you didn't stare at it while I'm trying to climb these bloody stairs!"
~ smirk ~
"I can fix that..."
"Oh? How do you plan to-- Whoa!"
Heero closed the distance between them, spun Duo around, and tossed him over his shoulder in one smooth motion.
"Bloody blast! Heero! Put me down!"
"You said you wanted me to stop staring," he laughed as he wrapped one arm around Duo's legs and continued to climb the stairs.
"Dammit, my braid's dragging..." He reeled in his hair. He didn't bother fighting the rather embarrassing position. For one thing, if Heero didn't want to put him down, he wasn't getting down. There was no fighting that Wyvern strength.
And for another thing, his legs were killing him; it felt like his knees were on fire. He could deal with this ridiculous ass-over-teakettle position for a while. As long as his hair didn't suffer.
His bag slipped off his shoulder and nearly succeeded in escaping.
"Heero!"
The Wyvern caught the frisky bag and sent it to his own otherspace.
And as long as Heero refrained from... from...
Or maybe not...
"Hey, Yuy..."
"Yes, my love?"
"Looks like we're going to be early; fancy a quick one in sight of all these paintings?" He pinched Heero's butt, which was conveniently right in front of his face.
A snort of laughter and a hand between his legs were his only warning of Heero's enthusiasm for the idea.
OWARI
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