Author: Zazu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: 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: Beta-read by Sharon. I've read fics of someone in the GW universe discovering fanfiction but I haven't seen a similar fic...of discovering fanart. Please correct me if I'm wrong, or link me to something XD
Duo's Findings
Duo wasn't expecting to find pictures of himself and Heero when he started his online search.
His eyes widened when he clicked through pictures of himself, both clothed and naked, drawn by many, many different people.
"I am not that skinny!" he muttered to no one, leaning a little closer to study the picture. "And damn I'm not that small!" he added indignantly.
But his mood changed as he clicked on more pictures and more websites, finding a wide variety of art styles and settings.
And then he found the comics. Doujinshi was the name according to the website, and his eyes widened as he glanced through the pictures. He found pictures of Trowa and Quatre, and ignored them with a shudder, learning quickly how to avoid the graphic ones of his close friends and not wanting to know whether they were justified or not.
Pictures of Heero, now that, he was interested in.
Heero and he together were even better. Duo licked his lips, staring at a picture of Heero on his back, wet and wanting. It wasn't realistic in terms of proportion, nor was it completely realistic in terms of Heero's expression, but the next picture showed someone with a braid entering Heero, so Duo forgave it all for the general idea the pictures portrayed. He licked his lips again, clicking on more and more links and websites.
When Heero returned home, he found Duo on the couch, staring at the screen of his laptop.
"I'm home," he said as he shut the door. "Duo?"
Duo didn't answer, mouse shifting on the couch as he presumably clicked through various pages on a website.
"Duo?" Heero kicked off his shoes and hung up his jacket. "What are you looking at?"
Duo finally seemed to notice Heero. Setting the laptop aside, he stood and in three strides was in front of Heero. Grabbing Heero by the wrist, Duo muttered one word.
"Come."
He dragged Heero towards their bedroom.
"Duo?!" Heero followed, walking quickly to keep up. Duo kicked the door shut after them and Heero found himself pushed onto their bed. "What's going on?"
Duo settled over Heero, pinning his arms above his head as he leaned down. Rubbing their noses together, Duo grinned.
"I'm horny."
Heero could feel the evidence of that between Duo's legs, and he didn't struggle as Duo tilted his head and kissed him. Their tongues twined together for only a moment before Duo was kissing down his neck, suckling on the juncture between neck and shoulder. Releasing Heero's hands, he slid one up Heero's shirt and with the other hand, swiftly got rid off his own t-shirt.
"Didn't we do this less than four hours ago?" Heero asked, shifting so he could pull his own shirt off. "Before lunch?"
"Four hours is a long time," Duo mumbled against Heero's skin and sucking Heero's nipple into his mouth.
Heero's back arched. "Insatiable," he murmured. "What were you looking at on your laptop?!"
Duo chuckled. "Pictures."
"Of?"
"You. Me. Us together."
"What?!" Heero rolled them, reversing their positions. It was his turn to hold Duo's hands above his head; Heero wanted answers. "What pictures? Why are there pictures of us?"
Duo grinned. "Why do you think?"
Heero frowned. "Did you hide a camera away again? I thought I got rid of the pictures last time!"
Duo laughed. "Come on, Heero, I still have copies of that and no, I will not tell you where they are. I didn't hide a camera away again, as tempting as that is." He leaned up as much as he could. "You have to admit that those pictures were good to look at. You, naked, me, naked. You in me, me riding you. Thirty second intervals for those pictures was definitely too long. Fifteen or twenty might be better. I'm sure there were some things that we missed."
Heero flushed, remembering those pictures and how he hadn't been able to resist throwing Duo down on the floor for some fun before he got around to deleting them.
At least, he thought he had deleted the pictures, and the two back up copies that he found Duo had kept. He wondered how many copies Duo managed to keep, and whether he'd find them all one day.
Duo was chuckling underneath him, shifting his hands and trying to remove Heero's grip. Heero released Duo but made sure their positions could not be reversed again. Taking Duo gently by the chin, he looked him in the eye. "How many copies of the pictures did you keep?" he asked.
"One more. But I wasn't looking at those."
Heero blinked, confused. "But you said...and we only had that one..." He groaned as Duo's hands found his arousal and began to tease it through his pants.
"Okay. Hold this thought. I'll bring the laptop in." With that, Duo pushed Heero aside, pausing to drop a kiss on the bulge of Heero's pants before he left the room.
Heero had only managed to sigh before Duo was back, setting the laptop on the bed as he crawled over Heero, pressing their groins together.
Heero turned his head to look at the screen and stared in shock.
There was a picture of a man with a braid; unmistakably a drawing of Duo.
Leaning on his back, naked, and stroking his cock.
Okay, so the image only suggested that Duo was doing that; the artist hadn't actually drawn in Duo's privates.1
He hardened further as he took in that image and unconsciously licked his lips.
Then, Duo had selected another window. Heero's eyes widened when he saw a picture of him and Duo, graphically intimate in a zero-gravity setting.2 The next two windows showed similarly intimate pictures of them.
"Can you believe that there's something called fanart out there? Where people draw us together in all sorts of pictures?"
Heero swallowed. "And just how did you come across..."
"Remember that day a couple weeks back where you discovered something called fanfiction, where there were stories about us? Well, I was looking through them when I came across fanart sites and the rest is history." Duo ignored the computer and focused on Heero's bare chest while rubbing their erections together.
"And what were you doing looking at fanfiction?" Heero gasped, reaching to pull Duo's sweats off of him. Duo kicked them off and returned the favour; Heero lifted his hips so his jeans could be pulled off.
"Curiosity," Duo answered. "They say curiosity kills the cat, but I'd say curiosity makes Duo Maxwell horny. I mean, there's graphic fanfiction and now there's graphic fanart..." He shifted and turned, presenting his groin to Heero and immediately leaning down to lick at the drop of precum on Heero's rigid cock. "It's a little disturbing to find myself featured in...porn. But there's you in it and that's all I care about."
He said no more, choosing to apply his mouth elsewhere. Heero nudged him a little until Duo was lying on his side, and he took Duo's erection into his mouth.
Duo moaned around the hard shaft in his mouth and he planted one foot on the bed.
Heero remembered the first image he had been shown, the one of Duo enjoying himself. Pulling away, he began to stroke Duo's cock, dropping a kiss to the slit before he sucked his own fingers in his mouth.
Deeming them wet enough, and knowing that he had to act fast before Duo made him come, Heero rubbed a wet finger against Duo's entrance and pushed it in.
Duo moaned around Heero's cock and leaned back, releasing it from his mouth. "Heero..."
It didn't take long to prepare Duo, and once Heero had removed his fingers, both of them sat up.
"The last picture," Heero breathed, making sure he was well away from the laptop still sitting on the bed. Duo noticed his concern and pushed the lid shut before setting the laptop on the floor at the end of the bed. Then, he crawled over Heero once more.
Heero held his cock upright so that Duo could settle over him; he carefully watched Duo's face as the heat enveloped him. Reaching up, he pulled Duo down closer to him and pressed their lips together before trailing both hands down to grip Duo's ass.
Duo began to ride Heero as best he could, and Heero planted his feet on the bed, finding leverage to push upwards.
They moved together in a familiar rhythm, murmurs and erotic sounds encouraging one another until Heero couldn't take it anymore. Setting a hand behind Duo's neck, he shifted and rolled them over, taking care not to hurt Duo in the process. Duo parted his legs, giving Heero more room to move. Heero leaned down and thrust, resting a hand on either side of Duo. He picked up the pace and stared into Duo's eyes, his gaze dropping down only when Duo reached and began to stroke himself.
Then, Duo tucked his other hand under his head, mimicking the pose from the art he had seen.
Heero was tempted to lean closer, to kiss Duo, but he held back, holding himself up and letting one hand join Duo's in touching himself, if only briefly. That hand pressed lightly against Duo's abdomen and trailed upwards to rest on Duo's chest.
Duo smiled, and then that expression faltered, changing as Duo reached his climax, his eyes squeezing shut as he moaned, the sounds hiccupped by Heero's thrusts. The first splash of semen actually reached Heero's wrist, the rest spilling on Duo's belly and over his hand and groin.
The heat was pooling in his own belly and Heero let his eyes close then, the images of Duo's climax burned behind his eyelids as he came, spilling himself into Duo.
Duo was chuckling a little when Heero pulled away and lay down beside him. Grabbing Heero's shirt from just by his head, Duo used it to wipe himself clean.
"You want to see the ones where you are dressed as a girl?" he asked teasingly, rolling to the end of the bed to grab the laptop again.
Heero's eyes widened. "No thanks," he said.
"How about some comics where I'm doing you instead?" Duo asked, pushing open the laptop.
Heero shook his head, hoping that Duo wasn't too addicted to looking at those pictures. He half thought that the real pictures from the hidden camera were better.
The only consolation he had was that while some of the art depicting Duo's facial expressions when he was experiencing pleasure were quite realistic, Heero would remain the only one who would ever see the real thing.
He stretched out beside Duo just as Duo opened a link to a picture of the both of them kissing.
Reaching to turn Duo's head towards him, Heero proceeded to do just as the picture suggested.
OWARI
1 - This picture was drawn by Sami and can be found here.
2 - I remember spotting this picture (a series of them) by t-shirt, although I can't find a working link for them.
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