Author: Zazu
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Lemon
Pairings: 1x1, 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. Follow up to A Twist of Lime.
Techie Talk
Duo didn't live far from the bar which was a good thing because in the short drive, he'd managed to become aroused again. It didn't help that Heero's hand rested on his thigh, caressing, inching up a little once in a while to tease. He unlocked his door and let Heero in first, kicking off his shoes as he shoved the door shut, pausing only to turn on the hall light.
Heero had bent over to take off his shoes but Duo thought perhaps the man was teasing him. He curled over the other man, chuckling as he untucked Heero's shirt for him, fingers grazing bare skin.
"I thought you were my ride," Duo said. "Or are you granting me access to your back door?"
"Maybe," Heero said, straightening and leaning back as he stepped out of his shoes.
Duo rubbed Heero's crotch, grinning at the small moan that escaped. He nuzzled Heero, breathing deeply before he licked a trail up the slender neck.
"Bedroom is that way," he gestured and left Heero, pulling his shirt off as he walked down the hall.
Heero followed without hesitation. The curtains in the bedroom were wide open and the moonlight filtered in so Duo didn't bother with the light. He sat down on his bed, beckoning for Heero to come closer, but he set a palm on Heero's abdomen to stop him at arm's length.
Heero raised an eyebrow in question.
"Strip."
There was only a moment's hesitation before Heero began to unbutton his shirt, letting it slide down his arms to pool by his feet. A hand slid down a firm abdomen to unbutton the pants, and there was a soft whurr as the zip was undone to reveal white underwear.
Boxer briefs, Duo noted as the dress pants slid down muscular legs. Heero took off his socks while watching the man in front of him, licking his lips when Duo did; a natural reflex action in response. But when he hooked his thumbs under the elastic of his boxer briefs, Duo reached out and caught his wrist.
"Leave them on for now," he breathed.
Heero nodded and moved forward as Duo shifted back across the bed. He'd set one knee and both hands down when Duo spoke again.
"I want to watch you touch yourself."
Heero blinked. That wasn't what they were here for, right?
"You saw me do it," Duo said as if reading Heero's thoughts. "Only fair that you let me see you."
"I didn't see you..." Heero's gaze dropped to Duo's crotch. "You said you hadn't had your first serving."
Duo flushed a little. "Okay, so I had a part of a serving. Come on man! It was me against a microfiber towel."
Heero raised an eyebrow. "And you use those to wipe the glasses that your customers drink from..."
"No!" Duo said, appalled. "Never!"
Heero moved closer. "So if you did it there, your pants have to be pretty uncomfortable."
Duo nodded.
"So why don't you take them off?"
"Good idea," Duo said, suddenly hoarse. He undid his jeans and lifted his hips, watching Heero's eyes as they followed every movement, until Heero's hand reached to help pull his jeans and briefs down and off.
"Briefs," Heero said.
"Those are tight jeans," Duo said defensively.
"I can tell," Heero said with a smirk, tossing the item aside. "Need help with that?" he asked, eyeing Duo's erection.
"Not yet," Duo breathed. "You first. Let me watch you."
So Heero rolled onto his back and lifted a leg, planting it down on the bed as he rubbed himself through the boxer shorts, relieving the ache he felt there.
Duo swallowed, eyeing the bulge and tracing Heero's body with his eyes. God, Heero hadn't been lying when he mentioned that he worked out. He almost echoed the moan from Heero and he couldn't help but move a little bit closer for a better view.
Heero reached for his glasses, but Duo shook his head, so he left them on. One hand slid into his boxer briefs though as his other began to play with a hardened nipple, leaving Duo in a dilemma as to where he wanted to look.
He could just see a glimpse of Heero's hard cock. Heero was settled a bit more comfortably, his eyes half closed as he began to pleasure himself, his hips shifting and back arching just a little.
Duo set a hand on Heero's thigh and gently caressed the skin there, but he did no more than that. He could feel Heero's muscles flex as he moved and it turned him on to no end. His cock twitched as he glanced down to see a bead of precum, but he refused to touch himself just yet.
Heero watched the pearly white liquid form at the slit of Duo's hardness. Then, Duo was pulling Heero's one leg further away from the other and crawling to rest between them.
To his surprise, Duo knelt between his legs and rested a hand on either side of Heero's waist, looking down at his hand, his expression one of hunger.
There was an almost single-minded focus as Duo watched his hand move, the view mostly hidden by the white boxer briefs, and Heero wondered why he felt even more turned on as opposed to embarrassed. His hand left his nipple and he found that he could just reach Duo's hardened cock. He slid a finger up the length and caught the bead of precum there.
Duo watched as Heero brought his finger to his mouth and tasted him, sucking the tip of his finger into his mouth. Was Heero a mind reader? He was doing what Duo had imagined him doing!
It looked better in real action than in his mind.
"Let me help you along," he breathed huskily, leaning down. Heero's hand was pumping his erection, so Duo stopped the hand, pushing it up towards the head. Heero obeyed the unspoken command to touch only that area, and was rewarded for it when Duo leaned down, turning his head sideways to kiss the base of his cock, lips sliding down either side.
A tongue pressed and licked him through the boxer briefs and it was all Heero could do to stop from thrusting upwards towards that hot breath and hot mouth. He hissed when Duo continued to mouth the hard column of hot flesh and leaned down only to find that Duo was no longer within reach.
He settled for caressing Duo's head while still pleasuring himself, and was disappointed when Duo's mouth left his cock.
But a hand began to massage his balls and then those lips were pressed against his belly and Heero couldn't complain much more.
Except, he wanted to touch Duo.
No, he wanted to taste Duo.
Sitting up and forcing Duo to follow, Heero moved swiftly until he was on his knees and leaning down, grasping Duo's hip with one hand and his erection with the other before taking him into his mouth.
Duo leaned back on his hands with a moan, his hips pushing up into Heero's mouth. "Oh God!"
Heero hummed and pulled back. "You don't mind the unauthorized access, do you? Password is 'want you'."
"Access granted."
The wording was definitely a turn on, even if the password was a little bit corny. And Heero's tone was a perfect bedroom voice.
He was definitely a walking wet dream. A wet dream that was physically here; not just a dream.
Before he knew it, Duo was being pulled towards the middle of the bed and pushed down onto his back.
"Lubricant?" Heero breathed.
"Drawer," Duo gestured to the side. Heero left him for a moment and returned with a smirk.
"You sure you want a virus in you?" he asked, adding lube to his fingers and reaching down to probe Duo's entrance.
"Virus?" Duo asked, confused.
"A Trojan."
Duo moaned as a finger slipped in slowly. "You're the expert. How do I protect myself?"
"When's the last time you cleaned your hard drive?" These words were spoken against his stomach, lips nipping and mouthing him.
"Always been clean. Very careful with...data transfers."
He felt the smile on his stomach. "You like techie talk."
"Fuck yes," Duo moaned as a second finger slid in. "You?"
"Had very few transfers, and all clean ones."
"Skip the virus."
"Are you sure?"
"If you are." Duo moaned when Heero took him into his mouth again, thrusting up into the hot, wet heat. "Come on," he said. "You didn't give me that great of a show. I demand something better."
"Show? You're the one who interrupted me," Heero pointed out.
True; Duo had been the first to touch Heero. "I gave you a ride here. You give me a ride back."
"Fair is fair," Heero conceded, dropping a kiss on Duo's cock before he leaned up. For a moment, they looked into one another's eyes before Duo reached up and pulled Heero close, leaning up at the same time so their mouths could meet.
Their noses bumped together first and there was only a breathless chuckle shared between them before they found a better angle. Heero demonstrated with his tongue just what he was going to do to Duo, and Duo let his hands wander as he leaned down, relieving the need to arch his neck, sliding his fingers into the back of Heero's boxer briefs to squeeze the hard muscles there. He moaned and squeezed them again, then rubbed a finger at Heero's entrance. He felt the muscles flex and broke the kiss.
"Enough," he breathed.
"Want to check out my ram?" Heero asked. "I've a USB 2.0, too."
"Meaning?" he asked as he watched Heero move back and take off his boxer briefs, dropping them on the bed.
"Data transfer process can be quick."
Quick was good; Duo didn't want to wait. He spread his legs, flushing a little as Heero sat back and appraised him with his eyes, fingers finally slipping from Duo's depths.
"God you're hot," Heero murmured.
Duo's legs parted a little more, his hands splayed on his bed. Heero shifted into position then and slowly guided himself in.
It seemed like a never-ending process, the speed at which Heero slid in was just too slow but also too good. Duo was panting by the time Heero was in to the hilt.
"Okay?" Heero asked.
"I'm a little impatient," Duo gasped. "Can we start data transfers now?"
"Command accepted."
Command? Oh God, now Duo was thinking about Heero being his slave. It didn't escape his attention that Heero paused to push his glasses up before pushing Duo's legs down, folding his knees towards his chest as he pulled out and pushed back in.
"USBs have to be compatible, right?" Duo asked after several slow thrusts.
"Yes," Heero said.
"I'm a 2.0 too," Duo said. "So go faster, damn it!"
Heero complied, setting a rhythm and leaning a little heavier onto Duo. Duo's hands fisted the sheets and he moaned loudly.
It'd been too damn long since he'd had this, and at the same time it felt like nothing he'd ever felt before.
He accepted Heero's kiss when he leaned down for a quick one, and then Heero was sitting back and working his hips quicker. A hand released Duo's leg and it fell aside, open, so Heero stopped, shifting until he was tilting Duo's body and straddling that leg for a new angle.
Their grunts and moans sounded in the room as Heero pounded into Duo. He lifted Duo's leg up to his shoulder, and Duo brought his right hand to his left side to better brace himself. He found himself clutching something and realized that they were Heero's boxer briefs. With a naughty grin, he held them up, catching Heero's attention, then wrapped the white material around his hard, wet cock.
Heero ducked his head, watching as Duo jerked himself off, his cock and hand separated by his white underwear.
"Firewall....against...messiness?" he grunted between thrusts.
"You bet," Duo gasped when Heero hit his prostate. Heero dropped his leg aside, leaving Duo on his back once more before he moved between the wide-spread legs again, settling their hips more intimately together.
"Ready...for a data...transfer?" Heero asked.
"Take whatever you'll give," Duo moaned. "Fuck!" he shouted when he felt Heero's hand join his in jerking him off through the cotton material. He whimpered when Heero's fingers teased the head of his cock through the material, then released himself completely and let Heero take over.
Heero held Duo's hardness like he would a computer mouse and tapped briefly, teasing Duo. Deft fingers became a firm grip as he stroked Duo, eager to bring him over the edge.
When a thrust, and then a second one brushed his prostate, Duo yelled out and came hard into the boxer briefs, his cock twitching in the material and in Heero's hand. The tightening of Duo's muscles around Heero's cock almost made it impossible to move, but Heero persisted, stroking Duo's cock several more times before he released him and leaned over the bartender, a hand on either side of the heaving chest as he stared into Duo's half-lidded eyes.
Then he ducked his head and groaned, a single long sound over several thrusts before he cried out and stilled, emptying himself into the man beneath him. "Duo!" he cried out, giving one more thrust as he pulsed and twitched within Duo.
Duo didn't mind when Heero half fell on him; he was equally boneless and sated even though technically Heero had done most of the work. He slid an arm around Heero, hand sinking into soft hair as their bodies calmed. Heero pulled his softening cock out of Duo and leaned closer, nuzzling his neck. Duo grinned a sated grin when he felt the rim of Heero's glasses nudge him. God, he'd looked adorably hot with the rectangular specs.
"Transfer complete," he mumbled, shifting up to take off his glasses so he could rest a little more comfortably on Duo.
"Mm," Duo hummed, satisfied. "Very thorough transfer," he said.
They were silent for a while and Duo had almost drifted off when Heero spoke.
"Do you...want me to go?"
"Hell no," Duo tightened his grip, which had slacked off as he almost-dozed. "I've found the most compatible USB key and very good customer service to go with it. Damn if I'm letting that go."
He felt the kiss on his neck. "Good to hear. Does this mean I can get rid of all of your Trojans?"
"Yes."
"And do a full system explore and sweep?"
"God, yes."
"It means I'll have to test your transfer backs and your ram."
"Run whatever tests you want on me, techie-who-owns-my-USB."
The chuckle was music to his ears. "I promise to be very, very thorough, my new super computer. I know I'm going to have a lot of fun playing with you."
OWARI
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