Iia Disera Part 9
Duo stared, swallowing and finding his mouth dry as he tried to avert his eyes. His blood rushed south and he felt his body tense.
"Shit," Heero muttered, snatching up his blanket and wrapping it around himself.
Duo turned away, leaning against the wall for a moment as he struggled to control himself. "Why in the world do you sleep in the nude?" he asked, trying to control his racing heart.
"I only have one pair of briefs and I wash them before I sleep every night so I can wear them the next day. In case you haven't noticed I only have a couple of sets of clothing. Sleepwear is not one of those." He eyed the Arian against the wall. "Any particular reason why you overrode the code to my room and woke me up?"
"You move damn fast!" Duo suddenly remembered; he had hardly seen Heero move other than a glimpse of eyes that flashed opened, already alert.
"I was trained to react quickly like that. Will you answer my question now?"
"Oh, yea!" Duo moved closer quickly. "It's fixed!" He offered the object to Heero.
"What is this?" Heero frowned, not taking the object. "What's fixed?"
"Your thing! The one I broke?"
Heero's eyes narrowed. "This doesn't look anything like my drive."
"Come on, load it on your computer and see if it works!"
"Can you clarify what it is?" Heero took the object and examined it.
"Wufei taught me the sync process we often use to salvage our internal panels. Basically if something is broken, if you use this process you can trick it into believing it is still whole, allowing you to retrieve what you need from it. Look, Heero, I'm sorry about what happened, and I'm sorry I couldn't recreate it, but...okay, so maybe I don't know if we managed to salvage everything on your drive, but I'm sure we got at least some of it!"
Heero stared. This object was his drive, even a portion of it?
"What are you waiting for? Run it!"
Heero forgot that he was naked under the blanket. He sat down onto his bed and snatched up the remaining part of his computer, carefully removing the remaining wiring that had been used to connect his original drive. Sliding the new one into place since it now had a compatible port, Heero held his breath, waiting for the drive to boot up. He didn't even care that Duo was hovering close, braid pooling in his lap. The screen flashed blue and suddenly, the installation screen appeared.
"Is that it?" Duo asked, breathless with excitement.
"Yes!" Heero said, immediately keying in the proper recovery codes.
"So is everything there?"
"I don't know yet, not until the program loads and recovers itself." Heero skimmed the screen. "Should take only a few minutes."
"How long is a minute?"
"60 clicks."
"Clicks?"
Heero began to snap. "That's a second. Sixty of those make a minute."
"Ah." Duo became aware of his close proximity to Heero. He glanced across the shoulders and collarbones he wanted to nibble, down Heero's chest, his eyes pausing briefly at each nipple before looking further down. The blanket had pooled around Heero's waist, barely covering his privates, and Duo found himself licking his lips at the sight of the hairs running from Heero's belly button down into the hidden folds of the blanket. His heart was beating quickly again, his blood rushing south.
Heero shifted impatiently, brushing against Duo. He pulled away quickly, much to Duo's disappointment; Duo's eyes were still glued to Heero's groin. Heero stared at the darkening eyes as they studied his blanket-covered hips. The single-minded focus had Heero's heart skipping a beat.
No... he thought to himself as he felt his groin stir. I won't...I can't! Heero set the computer further away and shifted again. "Duo? Duo."
"Mm?" Duo let his eyes drag up to Heero's face.
"Let me go and get changed."
"You're fine the way you are," Duo murmured, leaning a little closer, tilting his head slightly in confusion. "Don't you like me, Heero?"
"You're falling under your urges, Duo," Heero said, splaying a hand on Duo's chest to halt the Arian. "Wake up."
"Wide awake." Duo tilted his head the other way, examining Heero's face closely. "Your hand feels good there."
Immediately, Heero withdrew his hand.
"You've seen me a lot on Leo, Heero." Duo shifted so that he was facing Heero, a hand reaching out to touch the bare chest. Heero caught the hand, which flexed lightly in his grip. "Don't you like what you see?"
Heero swallowed. "Just because you look good it doesn't mean anything else."
"Haven't I proven to be decent company?" Duo asked softly.
"You've proven to be a hot-headed Arian, one who is unable to control his desires."
Duo tsked. "Unable to control instinct," he corrected. "What about all of the other times? Like the times we spent in the control center, chatting about Hydrans and Arians? Or the times we spend in the anti-gravity room, trading words? Do those mean nothing to you?"
"It's still just your instinct, Duo." Heero found himself completely attracted to Duo's dark eyes; they flickered amethyst every few seconds. "We hardly know each other. You'll regret this --"
"I regret breaking something that was important to you, but I do not regret this..." Duo leaned close and sealed their lips together, his other hand reaching to cup behind Heero's neck so he couldn't escape.
Heero's other hand grabbed Duo's shirt but then Heero was kissing him back. Duo wormed his tongue against Heero's lips and they parted slightly, enough of an invitation for Duo to begin explorations of Heero's mouth.
Heero moaned, but the sound of his own voice had him pulling away and breaking the kiss. Duo's relentless lips descended upon his jaw and moved quickly up to Heero's ear.
"Let me tell you something, Heero," he whispered, his voice completely captivating Heero. "Lone Arians experience the need to relieve the tension in their bodies by touching themselves in the most delicious ways. Arians also have an uncanny sense of knowing who their other is. It's not something they teach when you grow up, but it's something that you know once you feel it." A tongue teased the outer shell of Heero's ear. "What do you call that, in your language?"
"Attraction?" Heero asked in a breathy whisper.
"No," Duo breathed in the scent of Heero's skin behind his ear, then took another deep breath. "That's not the right word."
"Duo, please." Heero shifted but Duo's hand held him in place. "This isn't right."
"It feels right." Duo insisted. "Feels much...much better than your solid hologram."
"My...?" Heero pulled back forcefully. "You have a hologram of me? A solid one? That you've been touching?"
Duo straightened, lips twitching at the sight of Heero's flushed cheeks. "The first of my experiments. I was...testing it out when you walked in on me in the back room that first time."
"That..." Heero tried to remember what the other 'someone' had been. All he saw was the body, not even bare; the head had been hidden in the crook of Duo's shoulder and neck.
"That was you," Duo clarified. "But you are much, much better than the hologram."
Heero watched, fascinated as Duo's hand trailed down his clothed chest and stomach before reaching the belt and undoing it. Then, Duo was moving closer again. "I know you are my other half, but maybe you do not think so."
Heero tried to clear his own head. "You are only speaking from your urges."
"Gut reaction tends to be correct," Duo licked Heero's ear again and let the tip of his tongue tease inside a little, sending a shiver through Heero's body. Heero's hands covered his groin as if to hide the growing erection. "Let me show you...how right this is."
"No..." Heero tried to protest as Duo suddenly straddled him despite the blanket. Duo sealed their lips together and pushed his hips forward, rubbing his trapped arousal against the back of Heero's hands and forcing the Hydran to pleasure himself as well.
"Duo..." Heero said between kisses. "You're...only...lusting..." His protests were weakening; Heero felt intoxicated by the touches.
"More than that," Duo whispered fiercely. "Arians would never lie."
That was true; did that mean Duo genuinely thought that Heero was his other half? But even genuine thought may not be a truth.
"Stubborn Hydran," Duo butted his head against Heero's. "Genuine may not be truth, but genuine is sure and real." The words made Heero realize that he had spoken aloud. As he processed Duo's words, Heero knew that he agreed. To hell with waiting for the right person, to hell with all of the other possible consequences; Heero was attracted to Duo and his body yearned for the touch of the being Heero had been fantasizing about.
"Wait..."
"Stubborn --"
"Let me move the computer out of the way."
Duo simply turned and picked up the object before turning back around. Pushing Heero down with one hand, he leaned forward so he could set the panel on the shelf above the headboard, closing it up so that it was secure before turning his attention back to the Hydran beneath him.
"Delicious..." Duo murmured as he shifted into a more comfortable position. "No other distractions."
The frequency of amethyst appearing in the dark eyes had lowered significantly. Heero shivered when Duo's hand touched his chest and trailed about, exploring, touching, squeezing and gently pinching. Stomach muscles clenched when hands trailed over the taut surface, fingers tangling lightly into the hairs leading down to his groin.
Heero's own hands hesitated, but did not remain idle once he had received Duo's approval to the touches, as evident in the quiet moan. He slipped his hand under the two layers of Duo's shirt, pulling them up so he could touch Duo's torso, doing his own exploration before he let his hand slip boldly to Duo's thighs, down the outside to the knee and back up the inside.
"Your hands feel so good." Duo hissed. "Touch...more..." Duo brought Heero's hand to his belt and tugged, giving Heero the signal to remove his pants. Heero complied and Duo wiggled, simply kicking off the garment until he was free of it. Sealing their lips together again, Duo pulled the blanket aside until he could slip his own legs just under them.
Heero noticed that the kissing became a little more aggressive, but before he could give it more thought, his eyes rolled up with the unbelievable pleasure of a hard erection rubbing along his.
Duo moaned loudly into Heero's mouth as his hips began to move teasingly. Heero's hips reciprocated as he instinctively sought for more friction, more of the pleasurable touch.
Duo broke the kiss as he arched his chest against Heero's, his head lifting back for a moment. "So good...!" he hissed. "More...Heero!"
Heero's hands clutched Duo's bare ass as he moved. Duo's voice spurred him on; never had anything sounded so needy, so wanting, so passionate.
"Duo..." Heero tried out the Arian's name, immediately loving how the name fell so easily from his lips. "Gods..."
Duo suddenly sat up, tearing his two shirts off before he pressed close and crushed their lips together again, tongues twining together in a torrid kiss. The touch of bare chest against chest heightened their pleasure even more; nothing separated them now. Then, Duo turned and ducked his head a little, pressing his face against Heero's neck as he grunted in exertion and strove for his release. His body jerked against Heero's and Heero felt Duo's cock jump against his as it released stream after stream of warmth between them. Duo's hips continued to shift instinctively along with Heero's encouraging hands until Heero turned his head, pressing against Duo's as he reached his own completion.
The two relaxed, sated, as they tried to catch their breaths and make sense of what had just happened.
"Gods...Duo...that was...incredible." Heero tried to catch his breath, shivering as his sensitive cock reminded him that it was still trapped next to Duo's between their bodies. "Never...first..." He couldn't form a sentence.
Duo spoke, but suddenly, Heero couldn't understand. He reached about, searching for the two shirts Duo had dumped by his head and his hand found the nub that was the mic. He stuck it by Duo's mouth and nudged him. Duo spoke again; this time, Heero could understand.
"First," Duo agreed. "Never...touched...like this."
"But you said...hologram..."
"Doesn't count," Duo declared. "My first...my other...Mireh."
"First," Heero echoed. "Off, Duo. Clean."
Duo groaned as he rolled off of Heero, their skin ungluing with a strange sound. He groped about until he grabbed his shirts and he generously wiped Heero off first before he did the same to himself and tossed the soiled clothing as far as he could. Finally able to, he opened his glazed amethyst eyes to look at Heero, who blinked sleepily up at him.
"Iia disera saruow, Heero. Iia joavu saruow," Duo whispered.
"What?" Heero asked softly, holding the mic closer again although his arm protested the motion. Distantly, he remembered hearing Wufei say the same words to Quatre; he remembered what it meant. But the latter phrase had him curious. Duo took the mic and set it onto a slot above the headboard.
"Iia joavu saruow," he muttered again before sliding his arm across Heero's chest, slipping the hand under Heero's opposite shoulder so he could cuddle close and rest his head at the crook of Heero's neck. He nuzzled it for a moment, then sighed.
Heero decided to discuss things later. Right then, sleep was very much welcome.
TBC...
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