Warning: 1x2 Lemon
Fairy Tales Book 4 - Celebrations
Part 2
Heero was just about to get into bed when he heard the knock at the door and a quiet whisper of his name. Wrapping himself in his nighttime cloak, he walked across the room and opened the door.
"Can I sleep with you?" Duo asked.
"Sure," Heero stepped back and let Duo enter the room. "Is something wrong?"
"No, not at all."
A few minutes later, they were lying side by side in bed when Duo ventured a question.
"A few weeks ago, you came to my room back at home, what happened then? It was just before James' funeral."
Heero laughed. "Nothing happened."
"I don't believe you. What did I do that you won't tell me about?"
Heero smirked. "You kissed me and told me you loved me."
"That's it? I thought I had done something terrible."
Heero laughed. "No, it wasn't terrible."
They laid together again in silence while Heero played with Duo's hair.
"Can I ask another question?"
"Go ahead, I couldn't stop you even if I wanted to."
Duo sat up on his elbows and looked down at Heero. He then slowly bent down and kissed him.
It started out as a gentle, sweet, loving kiss. Heero lying submissively against Duo's mouth and hands that gently stroked the soft spot on Heero's palms. It began to heat up as Heero opened his mouth-inviting Duo in. Duo's hand slid from Heero's and across the sheets until his skin became in contact with Heero's warm flesh. He cradled Heero in his arms, their lips locked together.
Duo removed his lips and began to place kisses on Heero's neck, pausing when he discovered a sensitive spot between neck and shoulder, which caused Heero to moan softly. Duo smirked as he sucked at that spot, causing Heero's hands to move from their position of lying on the bed, to holding Duo. They ran up and down Duo's back, discovering that Duo enjoyed the soft light sensation that Heero caused.
Duo dragged his lips back up to Heero's and they renewed their kiss, more intense than before, a slight sign of the passion about to come. Duo pressed closer to Heero but the other boy drew back.
"Stop Duo."
Duo pulled away completely removing all contact from between them. "Excuse me?!"
Heero sat up and reached for Duo but the boy moved further away. "It's just that we shouldn't do anything until after our wedding."
"And when's the wedding? Before the war or after it? Or perhaps it should be on your 21st seeing as that's the next special turning point of your life."
"It's proper to wait."
"I. Don't. Care!"
"Pardon?"
Duo snarled and jumped forward, pinning a surprised Heero to the bed. "I said I don't care! I don't care what is proper and what used to matter a few hundred years ago. Times change Heero and I don't want to wait. I love you."
Heero stared up into Duo's wide beautiful eyes. He was brought up believing that sex before marriage was wrong. The eve of Duo's birthday had been something he treasured. He had done it out of fear he would never be able to hold Duo again. But now, here in this position, there was something holding him back and it was his sense of duty. With Duo staring at him, waiting and silently praying for Heero's next move, the only thought that passed through Heero's head was fuck duty and fuck Duo (1).
The stronger boy surged forward. Duo gave a startled yelp as Heero tossed him onto his back and pressed his lips hungrily against Duo's. He pulled back for a moment to say: "I love you," before he resumed his kissing. One of Heero's hands took hold of Duo's and pinned them up against the pillow. His other hand cradled Duo's chin before he began to lightly trace his fingertips down over Duo's neck, making the boy shiver against Heero. His hand reached for the loose white night tunic and Heero slipped his hand into the flimsy material. Duo groaned as Heero's fingers teased his skin, tracing patterns over the pale complexion.
Heero released Duo's hands. "Keep them there!" he ordered as he withdrew his other hand and pulled at the helm of Duo's nightshirt and tugged it completely off. With his chest now fully exposed, Heero made sure to cover every inch of it with kisses, bites and licks. By the time he had finished, Duo was moaning and panting beneath him. Begging for some other form of contact.
Heero grinned evilly as he settled his leg in between Duo's. The boy bit back a groan as a steel hard thigh rubbed against him, causing friction, but not enough. Duo reached up and grabbed Heero's hair before pulling him forward and kissing him again, tongues battling as Heero grinded against Duo.
"You," Duo gasped. "Are wearing too much clothing."
Heero pulled back in order for Duo to remove his shirt and, with a slight flick of his hand and a well-chosen word, the white briefs they were wearing disappeared, revealing both boys in all their glory. Heero quaked an eyebrow at Duo and his use of magic while Duo used the distraction to reach down and wrap his hand around Heero.
The Prince gasped, his breath becoming ragged as Duo stroked him with even lingering touches. His hands were spread out either side of Duo's body; his knees on each side of Duo's leg, his muscles threatening to give out at Duo's wicked touch.
"Please," he whimpered and Duo grinned and paused his movements. He spread his legs, changing their positions so Heero was in between them.
"Heero, I want you," Duo purred and Heero gulped. He lent over and reached into a drawer. He fumbled about before pulling out a bottle.
"What's the problem?"
Heero grimaced. "That's scented hand cream,"
Duo giggled. "Why do you have scented hand cream?!"
"It's not mine. It must have been for the last person who stayed in this room."
"That's fine, I don't honestly care."
Heero chuckled slightly and he bent down to kiss Duo again. Their mouths moved lazily against each other as he opened the bottle and poured a liberal amount onto his fingers.
Duo winced in pain at the first invasion. Heero paused his movements but Duo wasn't having any of it. He pushed his lower body downwards, refusing to let the hiss of pain escape him as Heero's middle finger sank deep into his body.
"Baka," Heero laughed, placing kisses over Duo's face, trying to get the boy to relax. Duo giggled and forced Heero to move by wiggling his hips. Heero slowly pulled his hand out and added another finger. He set up a slow pace of thrusting in and out that drove Duo crazy, and the boy got extremely vocal as he pleaded with Heero to hurry up. But Heero took his time, ignoring his own desire and driving Duo into a frenzy.
By the time Heero had three fingers deep in Duo, the boy was so loud that Heero was positive someone would be coming by any second in order to find out whom it was that Heero was murdering.
"Please," Duo whimpered as Heero removed his fingers and raised Duo's legs up slightly. He positioned himself at Duo's entrance and pushed in slowly. Duo tossed his head to the side, his hair unravelling on the pillow.
"Tell me," Heero ordered as he slowly pressed forwards.
"Wha..." Duo moaned, his hips arching off the bed, giving Heero better access.
Heero finally reached home. He forced himself to keep control, trying to make this moment last for as long as possible.
"Tell me," Heero repeated as he slowly rotated his hips.
"Hee~ro," the boy panted. "Please, move."
Heero bent forward, pressing deeper into Duo who gasped at the sensation. He placed his lips against Duo and whispered. "Tell me."
"Tell you what?!" Duo gasped.
"Who you belong to, tell me."
Duo cried as Heero pulled out and slammed back in.
"You," he replied. "I belong to you. My heart, my body, everything, it's yours!"
And with that statement, Heero set up a fast rhythmic pace which left both of them panting for breath, sweaty bodies mingled together, lips gasping wildly at each other, hands clutched tightly.
Duo went over the edge first, his body loosing grip and surrendering to pleasure. Heero followed shortly after, his head buried deep in Duo's shoulder and the chestnut hair that clung to the sweat soaked bodies. He remained there as he caught his breath, while Duo whispered in his ear.
"I may belong to you, but there's no doubt that you belong to me as well."
Heero chuckled softly as he removed himself from Duo before curling up beside the Outiche Prince.
"I love you," Heero muttered into Duo's hair. Duo sighed.
"I love you too."
TBC...
(1) I don't like using the word 'fuck' when talking about sex. But it fits this phrase. Right?
i'll try and update sooner!
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