Author: Snow Tigra

Rating: NC-17

Pairing: *insane grin* 2x1

Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon, PWP response to a challenge for a lemon scene in a gundam cockpit.

Archive: Snow Tigra's Place

Repairs

Duo Maxwell turned his head and looked up at the large black metal monster before him. Deathscythe, his gundam, his pride and joy. The weapon he wielded against OZ and the weapon he would use with the others to win the war. His gundam. His beautiful gundam...

His beautiful gundam was a mess. He and Heero had just come back from another mission and Duo was majorly distressed to find out that his gundam had taken the largest beating. The outer shell of gundanium was scratched and one of the shoulder pads had been broken off from a collision with a mobile doll, not to mention that there was more then one metal mobile suit scrap imbedded in his own gundam. The left leg in particular looked like it had had a horrible run in with a steal-plated porcupine. Duo sighed loudly; it was going to take all night to fix this! Not to mention most of tomorrow. At least they had all the parts.

And how come Heero's gundam was barely scratched? Because he was using me as a human shield, Duo thought bitterly. But he knew it was really Heero's fault, after all he was the one who always rushed ahead for the kill. "Well, old buddy, time to start the operation, ne?"

Duo climbed up the maintenance ladder on the side of the old airplane hanger and then jumped down onto the small platform in front of the cockpit, toolbox in hand. He set down the toolbox and eyed the control panels in front of him, trying to decide what to fix first. But his thoughts were distracted by sound from above. Duo glanced up to see Heero walking along the maintenance walkway toward him and his gundam.

Heero raised an eyebrow at Deathscythe's condition. "Need help?" he offered.

Duo shook his head and attempted to imitate Heero's voice from the first time they'd worked on their gundams together. "I don't want anyone touching my mobile suit, that's all, pal." Then he turned back to his work of deciding what to do next.

Heero remained up on the walkway, just watching, and Duo could feel the boy's intense eyes following his every move. Duo smirked to himself when he was sure Heero couldn't see and reached up into the area above the pilot's seat. He had a plan.

"Hey, Heero! If you're going to stand there and just stare at me, you might as well come down here and help."

Without a word of response Heero jumped over the railing and landed steadily behind Duo on the small platform, his sneakers barely making a sound. Duo backed out of the cockpit and pointed to an area where Heero couldn't see, to a control panel he'd pulled down. "Can you take a look at that?"

Heero nodded and stepped forward, reaching up to look over the control panel. Meanwhile Duo leaned past him to work on something on the floor, and not so innocently brushed against the front of his shorts. Heero froze and grew ridged in surprise.

"Oh, sorry, didn't mean to hit you, the cockpit's just a little cramped."

"Hn," Heero grunted out and looked up quickly, trying to hide the small amount of red that had crossed his cheeks. He ached against his shorts, the material tightening and he shifted slightly, trying to hide what he knew would soon become quite obvious, especially with Duo teasing him.

Below him Duo sat up and slammed his head against one of the control panels. Giving a small cry he held his head and Heero looked down, getting another shock as he realized that Duo's head was at perfect level with his cock and very close thanks to the size of the cockpit. It took all his power to hold in the moan of desire as those violet eyes glanced up at him.

"Something wrong Heero?" Duo asked innocently.

Heero just stared down at him. He wasn't imagining it, Duo was teasing him! Heero frowned and shook his head, trying to put his attention back on the control panel.

"You know something Heero? You're a terrible liar."

"What do you base that on?" Heero muttered as he fiddled around with the circuit board in the control panel above him.

Duo laughed. "You, of course. Had you been acting normally and truly ignoring me you would have realized there is absolutely nothing wrong with that circuit board."

Heero's eyes widened just slightly and he stopped to actually look and pay attention to what he was doing. Duo was right; there was nothing wrong with it. He cursed softly under his breath and closed the circuit board back in behind the control panel. Behind him he heard a small 'whishing' sound as the cockpit doors closed and the two pilots were bathed in a dim red light. Heero glanced down at Duo in question.

"So we won't be disturbed," Duo murmured in a soft and low voice.

"What are you doing, Duo?" Heero choked out. He had to admit that the entire situation had taken him completely by surprise, but when he thought about it, it shouldn't have surprised him, this was exactly something Duo would plan.

"I'm trying to seduce you," Duo said with a grin. "Is it working?" Duo's hand raised up and cupped around Heero's straining arousal and Heero moaned despite himself. "Yep," Duo said with a chuckle. "It appears to be."

Moving carefully in the small space Duo stood up next to Heero and leaned forward, their lips meeting in a soft kiss as sweet as honey. Heero stood in shock as the American pilot's lips moved against his and his tongue teased, begging for entrance. Heero opened his mouth, inviting Duo's tongue in, and let his eyes drift shut as he enjoyed the sweet taste of the other boy's mouth against his. The kiss continued, without any sign of stopping as both moved their lips together and their tongues, tasting each other and savoring that taste.

As they kissed Duo snaked his arms around Heero's waist; slowly guiding the boy down into the pilot's seat until Heero sat completely in the padded seat and Duo straddled him, still kissing hungrily. As soon as they were sitting Duo's hands became more adventurous and he began lightly touching and caressing Heero. Sliding his hands under Heero's tank top he slid closer to the boy, grinding their hips together. Heero jerked his head back, separating from the kiss with a gasp of surprise.

"Duo... we can't."

Duo tossed him a pouting look and continued to explore with soft and teasing touches. "Why not?" He murmured into Heero's ear, causing the boy to lose concentration for a few seconds.

"Can't..." Heero leaned his head back and his breath quickened as he felt Duo's tongue travel up his neck. "Not here... no room," he finally managed to breathe out before his concentration slipped again.

At that Duo smirked. "You think I didn't think of that Heero?"

Reaching down on the edge of the seat Duo's fingers searched around the finally found what they were looking for, a small button. He pressed the button and the pilot's seat suddenly began moving back. Heero's eyes widened in surprise as the chair lowered until it was practically flat against the floor, but still quite comfortable. Duo had installed a reclining seat in his gundam. Heero would have laughed if Duo hadn't renewed the onslaught of touches and soft caresses, causing his concentration to drift away once more.

"I think of everything." Duo murmured softly, nipping at the end of Heero's ear. The Japanese pilot attempted to choke out an answer but somewhere on the way out it turned into a moan of pleasure as Duo moved against him, their trapped arousals rubbing together.

Heero moaned loudly as Duo moved against him more and the boy's hands moved quicker. Leaning upward Heero seized Duo's lips in a kiss while his hands went straight for the other's pants, wishing only to relieve them both of their clothing and cease the maddening teasing. Duo made no protest and let Heero unfasten his pants, then wiggled out of them slowly in the cramped space. Heero's pants were soon to follow along with Duo's shirt. Soon the only thing left was Heero's wrinkled tank top and Duo's braid.

"Duo..." Heero moaned as Duo teased his fingers around Heero's cock, a maniacal grin growing on his face.

Duo let his hands and fingers dancing teasingly around Heero's entire body, then they slid around his back as Duo lowered his head. Gently he wrapped his lips around Heero, and began moving his tongue around Heero's length as he slowly moved his head up and down.

The Japanese pilot responded with loud moans, which were punctuated by gasps as Duo moved faster. As he moved his head up and down his fingers slid under Heero's body and around to his entrance. He teased his fingers at the entrance and at the last moment pushed one in, moving his head faster.

Heero's body jerked upward and he gave a loud cry, his love filling Duo's mouth.

Duo pulled away slowly, pushing in another finger and refusing to move them, simply just leaving them in place as Heero squirmed in his arms. Duo smirked and leaned up to Heero's face, nipping softly at his neck.

"Duo... please..." Heero moaned and squirmed in the seat, attempting to make Duo's fingers move inside him. Just having them inside and not moving was maddening. Yet he could barely even squirm in the seat thanks to the extra padding on the side. He vaguely realized he was basically trapped beneath Duo in the cockpit of Duo's gundam. But then again, Heero wasn't complaining.

Duo moved upward and kissed Heero's lips fiercely, then began to move his fingers, stretching out Heero's entrance. Heero's cry of surprise and pleasure was muffled by Duo's lips and he kissed back, his hands travelling over Duo's body, only to dig his nails into Duo's back as the braided boy's fingers found that one spot. Heero broke out of the kiss with a gasp for air as Duo added a third and fourth finger.

As Heero moaned loudly Duo removed his fingers and leaned back, reaching for a small compartment below the main control panel. He hit one small button and a door popped open, much like a gundam glove compartment. His hand returned seconds later with a tube of lube. Duo grinned and kissed Heero again.

"I think of everything, koi." He murmured again softly. Heero was only able to nod in response, his ability to speak having disappeared long ago.

Duo slid a hand down the side of Heero's cheek, caressing him gently. "May I?" he asked softly. He'd desired Heero almost since the first day they'd met but he wasn't about to do something the other pilot didn't want him to do. However, that wasn't something Duo needed to worry about, since Heero immediately wrapped his arms around Duo and pulled him into a kiss, taking a long moment to taste every bit of his mouth.

Duo pulled out of the kiss feeling dizzy with desire and passion, he smiled softly at Heero.

"I'll take that as a yes."

Maneuvering himself and his lover Duo finally found the perfect position that allowed him to enter Heero in the small space of the cockpit and yet avoided either of them getting cramped or their limbs falling sleep from lack of blood flow. It took some time, but they eventually discovered the right position. Covering himself with lube Duo positioned himself at Heero's entrance and slowly slid in.

Both boys cried out, the pleasure shooting through them, more powerful then any beam cannon they'd ever seen. Heero's fingers dug into Duo's shoulders as the two sat there, letting the waves wash over them. Then, Duo began to move.

Slowly, in and out, he moved. Heero closed his eyes and tried his best not to puncture the skin on Duo's back, but he couldn't help clenching tighter.

"Heero~~," Duo moaned. "Gods... so good..."

Duo's voice was cut off as Heero began moving with him, thrusting to his thrusts, urging him to quicken the pace and bring the building release. Both boys lapsed into silence as the heat and smell of sweet sex filled the cockpit, practically choking them. Neither complained though, for it only heightened their desire. The entire world seemed to melt away save for both of them. To each boy the world only consisted of the other and the inevitable result of their coming together.

Both cried each other's name as the release came, rolling over them like a tidal wave. Heero came over Duo as Duo released inside, both boys collapsing into an exhausted heap.

Duo's head landed on Heero's shoulder and he just lay there, no energy left to move. Heero's hand slid up and moved through Duo's hair, brushing the dampened bangs from his face. Tenderly Heero placed a soft kiss on Duo's cheek.

Duo smirked softly. "You can help me fix my gundam anytime, Heero."

Heero let out a small laugh. "You may need to look at mine too," he teased softly.

Duo laughed and let out a sigh. "In a minute He-chan, I honestly don't think I can move. Heh, just working on Deathscythe drained me."

"Tomorrow then." Heero said, placing another kissing on Duo's forehead.

"Yeah... tomorrow..."

Not another word was spoken, as both boys drifted into a contented slumber upon Duo's pilot seat. Neither returned to the safe house that night, they simply slept in their current position, too comfortable to move. And as for the cramps in the morning that resulted from sleeping in such a confined space? Both agreed they were well worth it.

OWARI

 

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