Warning: a little lime-y happi fun magical shower time... :DD
Notes: only one more chapter after this one... I'll be sad to see this fic go!
Never Kissed a Girl Part 5
The L3 setup, as it turned out, was rather nice.
I suspected it was Relena's way of apologizing for the Kissing Cousins... Siblings... whatever of L2.
Both Duo and I got girls this time, and, boy, did they look the part. The red-haired Annelise had this cute flippy haircut and blue-rimmed glasses perched on her tiny nose. Ming had long, shiny black hair, wide brown eyes, and a perfectly bow-shaped mouth. Annelise was shorter and slightly softer, curvier. Ming was tall and taut. We boys almost had to go back upstairs to make sure we were, um, presentable.
Relena's schedule called for dinner and a movie, followed by two hours of "alone time" for each couple.
As it turned out, the four of us were having such a great time together that we ended up just sitting in a jazz club after the movie until three in the morning.
When I finally stumbled into my hotel room (Relena had gotten us separate rooms this time), I noticed a surprising abundance of little pink "While you were Out..." notes scattered all over the floor just inside the door. I picked up a couple.
10:00pm - Miss Peacecraft called again
10:36pm - Miss Peacecraft urgently requests a response
11:22pm - Miss Peacecraft called regarding allegations of lewd behaviour (???)
My heart skipped a beat. She accused me of what? To the desk clerk? Great. Now he was going to think I'd assaulted the Earth Sphere's vaunted virginal Princess Relena.
I didn't feel good.
Then the vid-phone rang.
More than ready to give that wench a piece of my mind, I slammed my hand down on the 'connect' button.
"You basically told the hotel clerk that I raped you!" I blurted out.
Relena rolled her eyes at me.
"Now, Heero, don't be so melodramatic. I merely suggested that you were accountable to me for all the fucking around you did."
"Relena!"
"Oh, it's not like you've never heard me swear. Now, is Annelise asleep? Do you have time to give me all the juicy details? I hear she's very limber."
Her waggling eyebrows almost did me in. The girl was going to kill me, I'd swear on it.
"Annelise isn't here--"
"Heero! You sent her home by herself in the middle of the night? Shame on you, you bastard! You're no gentleman!"
I sputtered a bit, feeling more than a little indignant about this latest of insults on my character.
"She went home directly after the date, bypassing my hotel room, my bed, and my penis. Okay? Duo and I walked both her and Ming to their respective doors and bid them very polite goodnights. We were the epitome of gentility!"
Relena looked skeptical for a moment.
"I'm telling the fucking truth!"
"Okay, okay, don't shout, Heero. You'll bring security."
I whipped around to stare at the door.
She chuckled at me.
"So how was the date then, Heero? It couldn't have been too good if you sent her home..."
"No, no, no. It was great, actually! Annelise and Ming are cute and really nice. We all had a good time. In fact, we were having so much fun, we all went to this club after the movie," I said, hurrying to dispel the myth of my bastardly promiscuity.
"Heero Yuy! You deviated from the mission specs!"
I rolled my eyes at her. She was the one who was "so melodramatic." I wondered if it was all girls, or just ones that had been named Princess or Queen of the Fucking World when they were 16. If all girls were like this, it might just be enough to turn me off heterosexuality forever.
"It wasn't a big deal. It just kind of naturally came about. Weren't you the one who told me I needed to loosen up and not be so literal?" I asked.
"I believe the term I used was 'anal retentive', Heero. Come on. Say it. I want to hear you say 'anal'."
Very, very slowly, I raised my right hand and, when it was within the vid-phone camera's range, I very, very slowly extended my middle finger.
She giggled and clapped her hands with glee. I couldn't believe she was this entertained by me.
And so, just to earn my Entertainer-of-the-Vice-Foreign-Minister title, I launched into the tale of my date. I told her about dinner at the Italian restaurant, where I'd ordered the veal and Duo made such a fuss about baby cows, but when it arrived he ended up eating half of it. I told her about the tiramisu, which was so delicious that Duo and I both ordered seconds. I told her about the movie and sharing this flavoured popcorn with Duo. I told her about Duo's comical impressions of the main character, moon-y eyes, and simpering voice included.
I told her about the stray dog outside the theatre that was so cute Duo bought a bag of dry dog food for it. I really buckled down and used all my wiles. That'd show her that my anecdotal skills didn't need work. If I could be chatty with Duo, dammit, I was determined to be chatty with Relena. I was going to be the fucking Master of storytelling.
Halfway through my tale of Duo and the two skanky old ladies in line at the jazz club, Relena interrupted me: "Hey, Heero, were Annelise and Ming even on the same date as you and Duo?" she asked, a too, too innocent expression on her face.
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"I mean you've been talking about Duo for the past twenty minutes."
I blinked at her.
"This call is costing me a dollar a minute, and I'm not hearing anything useful. As a matter of fact, this whole mission is costing me thousands of dollars, and I'm starting to think it's been a waste of my money! Little Heero isn't getting any more fun than if he'd stayed here and gone to work!"
I felt horribly guilty even though this entire escapade had been her stupid idea. I really had wasted her time and money. I was almost disappointed. Damn that woman for manipulating me this easily!
"Unless!" she suddenly exclaimed, pausing for dramatic effect. "Unless Little Heero has already found someone!"
"Who?" I asked.
"Duo!"
I'd never thought of using the term "gawp" before, but I suspected that my facial expression at this moment constituted "gawping".
"It's brilliant! I can't believe I didn't think about setting you two up before!"
She beamed at me.
"Good night, Heero," she chirped.
And promptly hung up.
"Duo?" I asked the blank vid-screen. "What the hell would my penis want with Duo?"
* * *
Hot water pounded down against my back. The shower stall filled with steam. I leaned into the spray and took a moment to enjoy the heat and pressure. Hot showers were my secret vice. I loved water so hot it turned my skin red. I loved a bathroom so steamy that I could hardly catch my breath. When I was a kid, showers were icy cold things that were simply for maintaining functional efficiency. The first time I had a hot shower, I thought I'd finally discovered true love.
But one could only ruminate on the perfection that was a steamy hot shower for so long.
I shampooed and conditioned my hair.
I soaped up.
And while I was rinsing off, I took Little Heero in hand for our daily "conversation".
I started with long, smooth strokes, just to wake him up a bit. He seemed eager to see me this morning, jumping to the ready. So I closed my eyes and sped up the pace.
My vision today was long-limbed with sleek muscles. He had broad-shoulders, defined pecs, and happy little rosy brown nipples. I ran my thumb over one of them, enjoying the delicious shiver that ran through his body. Pressing up behind him, my cock slid smoothly along the cleft of his tight ass. I ran it gently between those round cheeks, savouring the pre-penetration anticipation. I nudged his entrance with the head of my penis. He didn't need to be stretched; he was always ready for me.
Sliding into him was indescribable. It was just tight enough; it was just hot enough. He bore down and enveloped me completely, inner muscles working me. I had to pause for a second to catch my breath. I held him tight against my chest, running my hands over his hard abs and then reaching lower to fondle his sac. He tightened around me and wrung a gasp from my lips. I drove forward, so desperate to get deeper inside him.
He urged me to move faster, to stroke harder, to touch him, to fuck him. He arched his back and pushed against me, meeting me thrust for thrust and then some. I bit his shoulder to keep from crying out, to God, to Buddha, to whoever had blessed me with this gift of ecstasy. He was different from the others; the taste, the smell, the feel of him, he was special; he was Perfect.
I groaned as I came, pulling him to completion with me.
And as I collapsed against his well-muscled back, I could almost feel the long rope of brown hair tickling my nose.
I jerked upright in the shower stall, my eyes flying open in shock. DUO?
* * *
"You!" I pointed an accusatory finger at the vid-screen. "I hate you!"
"Heero Yuy, just what is so important that you need to call me at 5 am? Do you not understand the concept of time zones?"
"You made me think of Duo while I was jerking off!" I exclaimed.
Relena looked taken aback, but then she started laughing.
I hated when she laughed at me.
This wasn't funny. How was I supposed to face him now?
"Call him and tell him he can't come to L4 with me! Tell him he's not allowed on the penis tour anymore!"
"Now, now, Heero--"
"No, no, no!" I was shaking my head vehemently. "Make him go away," I begged.
"Heero, be reasonable. I can't just call Duo out of the blue and tell him to go away. That's mean. Besides, you invited him on this vacation. If you don't want him there anymore, it's your responsibility to uninvite him."
It was so annoying when she decided to be calm, cool, and rational about things.
"Don't pout, Heero, it's unbecoming."
I scowled at her.
"Heero, wrinkles," she gently chastised me.
We stared at each other in silence for a few minutes.
Finally, she took a deep breath and... grinned at me. The widest, most smug grin I'd ever seen on a "lady" of her stature.
"So it's true!" she gloated. "Little Heero does like Duo!" She cackled with glee.
I glared at her, but I didn't think I could deny it. After all, a quick glance at the clock told me that my Duo fantasy had broken my 5 minute shower rule when nothing else on this ejaculation expedition had.
Shit.
"Okay," I started cautiously, "so what if Little Heero does like Duo. What... I mean how would I go about... doing something about it?" I ended up kind of mumbling into my bathrobe's fluffy collar.
"Well," she said, all excited now, "I'd probably start by getting dressed. But that might be a little too obvious.
TBC...
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