Author: Zazu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi, Lemon
Pairings: 1x2
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, nor do I own the characters. I have borrowed them here for some fun and creativity, and this is not for profit. I do, however, own the plot mentioned here, and any instances that you may find similar to real life events are purely a coincidence.
Notes: Not beta-read.
Entertainment
"Duo? Dinner's ready."
"Two minutes," Duo called absently. Heero went to the kitchen door and looked out to see Duo sitting forward on the couch, holding one of the cushions and staring at the television. Glancing at the flickering screen, he raised an eyebrow, recognizing the action show that played every Thursday night.
Wait. It was Saturday now.
"Is that a recording?" he asked Duo.
Duo hummed an affirmative and Heero sighed, returning to the kitchen to dish up the food before he sat down to wait. A minute later, Duo sat down across from him.
"Sorry to keep you waiting," Duo said with a grin. "It was at the end so..."
"Why do you like that show?" Heero asked. "It's not as if they're accurate. The timelines are often skewed, the reactions unrealistic; heck, even the explosions and outcomes appear fake!"
Duo raised an eyebrow. "Why are you getting all worked up?" he asked. "It's just entertainment."
"I just don't understand how you can be so fascinated with something that is inaccurate, especially with your background with demolitions, Duo."
"That's exactly why it's funny!" Duo exclaimed. "I mean, how many times can you jump because of an explosion around you and not end up with shrapnel in you? How many times can you fall like that and get up with just a grimace? The guy's a hoot; they should make it more realistic! If they did, we wouldn't have new recruits year after year coming in with these romanticized ideas of how an explosion or take down should play out."
Heero paused, food halfway to his mouth. "You watch this because it's funny?"
Duo nodded. "Why else? You don't think I buy into that, do you? I mean, we practically live his life!"
Heero sighed and chewed his food.
"What?" Duo asked. "What's wrong with me being entertained? I have to be entertained somehow don't I?"
Heero raised an eyebrow at Duo. "Tell me you can think of more ways than to occupy forty-eight minutes of your time with a recording," he said.
"Forty-eight minutes? The show's an hour long."
"No it isn't," Heero said, exasperated. "It's an hour long because of all those commercials! And once you forward your way through them, there's actually only forty-eight minutes of show time!"
"How would I entertain myself for forty-eight minutes?" Duo asked, mulling over the question as he took a drink of water. His eyes tracked around the kitchen to the table and focused on Heero. Lowering the glass, he smirked. "I suddenly have a lot of ideas for self-entertainment. But I don't think I can share them at the dinner table."
"Why not?" Heero asked.
Duo set his utensils down and leaned forward. "It wouldn't be appropriate," he said in a low voice.
Heero swallowed, feeling the hairs rise up at the back of his neck. Duo was planning something.
"I'll tell, no, show you after dinner and dishes," Duo said.
Duo was definitely planning something. Something that, Heero hoped, involved the both of them, and maybe the bed.
Twenty-minutes later, Heero stood at the bedroom door, his arms crossed.
Duo was in bed, all right. Without a shirt too. But he was punching numbers into the phone, and Heero was all the way at the door. Completely uninvolved.
"I'm calling Wufei," Duo said. "I thought of a prank call, an inappropriate one, that I'm sure would get his knickers in a twist."
"And this was what you felt was inappropriate to talk about at the dinner table?" Heero asked.
"You'll see why," Duo said, then pressed the 'call' button and waited. A moment later, he moaned.
"More, Heero!" he panted. "Harder!"
Heero flushed and quickly strode forward, snatching the phone from Duo. He was about to press the 'end' button when he realized that the phone was in stand-by mode.
Hands yanked him down and a body rolled over his, pinning him down. Duo grinned down at him, rubbing his arousal against Heero's belly.
"You didn't think I'd really call Wufei to do that, right?" he asked lazily. "I wouldn't share you in any way, especially not in a stupid prank call." He kissed Heero's nose. "I guess I suck at self-entertainment. You're going to have to help me out, lover."
Heero glared up at Duo, who smiled cheekily down at him.
"I was thinking at the table how I could entertain myself for forty-eight minutes," Duo continued. "I think I'll spend about five just humping you until you're as hard as I am, lover boy. And another five undressing you and licking you. Three jerking you slowly until your precum beads at the top of your cock..." Duo brushed Heero's hair from his eyes and leaned in closer.
"And the rest, you'll have to find out as we go along."
OWARI
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