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tj_dragonbladeI present, for your reading pleasure, the latest work from the twisted minds of Hemlock Inyx and TJ Dragonblade. Rough, hot off the presses, totally unfinished, totally un-betaed and totally off the freakin' wall. You have been warned. Read if you dare. ^_^
GW, 2x5x2-ness, limey, inspired by bits and pieces of reality this past week.
Seriously. You *have* been warned.
"God *dammit*, Fei, what the hell did you do to get stationed in Hell's Freezer??" Duo Maxwell stomped the snow off his boots and flipped back the furred hood of his parka, slinging his duffel off his shoulder and looking about the small room with dismay. "It's so damn cold my braid is frozen!"
Sitting at their respective computers, Wufei and Heero whipped around at the unexpected voice in the doorway.
"*Maxwell*??"
Duo flashed Heero his signature sheepish grin, but his eyes were fixed on Wufei. "Hey guys!" he said brightly, running his fingers up through his bangs to shake out the snow.
Heero glanced between Duo and Wufei with a vaguely bewildered expression, then shook his head slightly in dismissal. "Staying long?" he asked, nodding slightly toward the duffel.
"Yeah, I got a couple weeks off from the yard so I figured I'd come take Wufei up on his offer to visit."
One eyebrow raised slightly, Heero turned his inquiring gaze to Wufei.
Wufei turned a shade or two darker and shrunk down in his chair the tiniest bit.
Duo glanced back and forth between the two of them and planted his hands on his hips. "So. Somebody wanna show me to a bunk or should I just make myself at home on the couch?"
"Hn." Heero turned rather pointedly back to his computer, hiding what looked almost like an amused smirk, clearly leaving their unexpected guest in Wufei's care.
Duo turned his gaze to Wufei and flashed that thousand-watt grin. "Whelp, I guess we've been dismissed. So, looks like you get to baby-sit me, 'Fei." Duo wiggled his eyebrows a little suggestively even as he tossed a casual wave over his shoulder to the still working Preventer. "Catch ya later, Heeeee-ro."
Wufei shot a sideways glance at Heero that could almost have been interpreted as a plea for help and rose from his chair. "You can use the spare bunk in my room," he offered, a little more curtly than he intended, motioning with one hand to indicate the hallway.
Duo picked up his duffel and waited patiently for Wufei to lead the way. As Wufei passed Duo leaned towards him to mutter, "Sure I can’t just use your bunk instead of the spare?"
Wufei flushed darker and shot an embarrassed look in Heero's direction, but the other Preventer didn't appear to have heard. Avoiding Duo's teasing stare, he clamped one hand around his visitor's wrist and towed him out.
Duo meekly allowed himself to be dragged from the room by an obviously embarrassed Wufei, already looking forward to whatever lecture Wufei had in store for him. Just so long as he didn't end up sleeping on the spare bunk, he would gladly suffer though any of Wufei's rants.
Wufei slammed and locked his bedroom door, rounding on Duo. "What in hell are you doing here?"
Duo shrugged casually, hooking his thumbs through his belt loops. "You invited me, remember?"
"I…well--yes, but…I had thought we would *plan* for your visit, not that you would simply show up out of the blue!"
Duo unhooked his thumbs and stepped forward, clapping his hands heavily on Wufei's shoulders. "Wufei, a real man knows that life is not meant to be scripted. Besides, I knew that if I *tried* to plan anything, you would just get cold feet," he said in all seriousness. "But, I'm here now, just for you." He leaned his face closer, still grinning. "So let's make the most of it, huh?" And before Wufei had a chance to reply, Duo pecked him lightly on the lips and then turned, releasing him abruptly, hands on his hips once again as he surveyed the room and the two single beds. "Y'know, if we pushed these together, we'd have one nice big cozy bed to share..."
Blinking, still stunned, Wufei shook his head and raised his hands in mild protest. "Maxwell--" Things were happening whirlwind fast, and he was still trying to get his bearings from Duo showing up in the first place. "Please--slow down. I know we have discussed some...ah...things, in our chats; but...ahh--"
"*Sex*, Wufei. We discussed sex. Can you say that with me? *Sex*. S-E-X. *SEX*!"
In the other room, Heero paused with his fingers still on the keys and glanced up as Duo's voice shouting 'SEX!' reached him faintly. "Hn." He shook his head and resumed typing.
Duo was still carrying on, waving his arms wildly. "Good, old-fashioned, down n' dirty sweaty tear-your-clothes-off *sex*, Wufei!" He ripped his shirt off over his head and twirled it around for emphasis. "Don't tell me you've gone and changed your mind on me?" His fists went back to his cocked hips, shirt still dangling from one hand.
Poor Wufei was by this point quite red, absolutely flustered, and heading for a full-scale panic attack. And utterly unable to tear his eyes from Duo's shirtless torso long enough to look the boy in the face.
A bit calmer now, Duo tossed his shirt on the nearest bed and walked back over to lean with one shoulder against the wall next to Wufei. "Ok, sorry. Listen, maybe I tend to get carried away by the moment. But I know damned well you *did* finally admit to me that you wanted to experiment with sex with another man but didn’t want to do it with some stranger. I may miss the subtleties, but I can pick up on the obvious, 'Fei." Duo shrugged a bit, fingers reaching down to tangle in the tip of his braid, playing with the loose hair in a gesture that Wufei knew signaled just how nervous Duo really was. "I went through the same self-questioning phase--I would have liked to have had someone I trusted back then to be with, but I had to learn the hard way. And it can be hard. I just didn’t want you to have to suffer through it like I did."
Wufei deflated with a sigh, leaning his head back against the wall and closing his eyes. "You are correct, Duo. But...I never expected that you would arrive unannounced and offer to fling yourself into bed with me so casually."
Duo sighed softly, running his fingers though his bangs, but only causing the chestnut strands to fall into his eyes. "I'm not being casual about it….ok, maybe I had in mind some casual exploration, but you’re my best friend. You're the one who sees behind my masks. You're the one who I can open up too, and tell anything too, no matter how dumb. And I honestly wouldn't want you to explore your sexuality with anyone else." Duo flashed Wufei a mere ghost of his usual teasing smile. "You know how jealous I can be. And besides, I've missed you."
Warmed by Duo's words, Wufei opened his eyes and glanced over. Duo's shirtless-ness still made him blush; he wanted to stare, but didn't want to be rude; but since Duo had taken his shirt off voluntarily in the first place would it then be rude *not* to look? He pushed such distractions from his mind and forced himself to look Duo in the eye. "I have missed you too, Duo. And...truthfully, I am eager to explore with you. But it feels quite...rushed, at the moment. One instant I am working alongside Yuy, buried in writing reports, and the next you are standing in the doorway asking to share my bed. I am still trying to adjust to the fact that you are even here." He smiled a tiny smile. "But I am glad that you are."
Duo's teasing smile grew a bit. "I wasn't *asking* to share your bed, I was strongly *hinting* along those lines. Anyway, you know I have never been one to wait for anything. But I don't want to rush you." Duo reached out and brushed the back of one finger gently down Wufei's cheek. "Though, I'm not gonna let you get out of exploring either."
Wufei blushed faintly again, but closed his hand around Duo's before it could withdraw completely. "Nor do I wish to 'get out of it'. But at least let me feed you, first? I am sure your travels have given you an appetite."
Duo's eyes lit up. "You got food? And I mean, *Real* food, not just moose meat or anything funky like that?"
Wufei rolled his eyes to hide his amusement and gave a long-suffering sigh. "Yes, Maxwell. Real food. Yuy and I were planning on tacos."
"Dude…Heero eats tacos?" Duo gave Wufei a disbelieving look. "Man, this I gotta see."
~~~***~~~
By the time evening rolled around, Wufei had finished his last remaining reports, cooked Duo and Heero a decent meal, and suffered though a rather heated discussion of just who's Gundam kicked more ass and looked cooler while doing it. Wufei was of mind to agree that Wing Gundam Custom was rather spiffy--but of course, nothing could compare to his Nataku and he wisely remained silent throughout the debate. Duo could get a bit violent while comparing Gundams…and one food fight with Duo Maxwell was one too many for a life time. However, always at the back of Wufei's mind was Duo's real intention for his surprise visit; and that kept the butterflies fluttering pleasantly in his stomach all evening. He was definitely looking forward to bed time.
Duo grumbled as he stalked back to the room, Wufei trailing behind him. "That stupid prick, the 'scythe was good enough to steal parts from, but stand up to the zero…like hell he woulda flattened my ass! I tore new ones for those two dolls with not only his data, but Trowa's as well." He continued his overt bashing off all things 'Wing' related, not letting up as he started to undress with short, jerky motions, flinging his clothing onto the floor a bit violently.
Still refraining from involving himself in the tirade, Wufei silently picked up each article Duo tossed and deposited it at the foot of Duo's bed until he suddenly realized that he was holding a pair of boxer shorts and flushed darkly. Glancing up, he found that yes, indeed, Duo was completely naked at this point. And smirking, arms crossed, foot tapping lightly on the floor.
"'Bout time you noticed, 'Fei," Duo drawled.
Wufei chucked the shorts at his face. "Put them back on, dammit. What happened to not rushing things?"
Presenting Wufei with his pert backside, Duo made a show of stepping back into his boxers and pulling them up. "Just wanted to make sure I got your attention."
Wufei swallowed hard, quite aware of his own shorts and just how closely they were suddenly fitting. "You have it, without a doubt."
"Good. Don’t worry, we're gonna start really slow. Like a back massage to loosen up those tense muscles I *know* you have from bending over a keyboard all day. Then we'll go to bed, me in mine and you in yours." Unless you *want* to go further, Duo mentally added.
Realizing that indeed, he *was* rather stiff, Wufei simply nodded. "Alright…ah...what do you want me to do, then?"
Rolling his eyes, Duo motioned towards Wufei's bunk. "Take your shirt off, and lay down on your stomach. You know, the usual back massage routine."
"Ahh." Feeling a little dim-witted, Wufei dutifully peeled off his shirt and flopped face-down on his bed.
'I will not molest 'Fei with out his permission, I will not molest 'Fei with out his permission…' Reciting the mantra in his head, Duo tried to wipe the glee-filled expression off his face. Not that Wufei would be able to *see* it, he might sense it all the same. Carefully climbing up next to Wufei, Duo took a moment to plan his attack. He figured he could start out with 'Fei's shoulders and work his way down, and when Wufei was relaxed enough, he could try some neck nibbling. No one could resist neck nibbling. His glee-filled smirk back again, Duo imagined Wufei as so much putty in his hands.
The sound of Wufei's throat clearing brought him back to the present. "I believe a massage generally involves one person's hands on the other person's body, does it not?"
"Uh…er, whoops? Sorry, started to gather wool there, 'Fei." Biting his lower lip, Duo took a breath and shifted to straddle Wufei's hips, kneeling carefully above him as to avoid direct contact. Figuring it was an innocent enough position, Duo started to knead at Wufei's shoulder muscles, fingers working at the knots and releasing the day's tension.
Letting out a soft sigh, Wufei slowly relaxed under Duo's talented ministrations. His hands were warm, and firm, and felt so *nice*...
Carefully running his thumbs down either side of Wufei's spine, Duo spent careful attention to Wufei's lower back, knowing it would be aching from sitting for so long in a computer chair. And of course, the lower he went, the more erotic the massage became.
The moments slid by silently, and Wufei found that the longer Duo touched him, the tighter his stomach wound with anticipation. The further south Duo's hands drifted, the more Wufei found himself realizing just how *right* it felt to have his friend's hands on his skin, touching him, arousing him. Maybe it was a good thing that Duo had swept him along in his enthusiasm to indulge his curiosity.
The tip of Duo's tongue was sticking out the corner of his mouth in concentration as he worked out a particularly tight knot in Wufei's shoulder, when it finally released Duo noticed that Wufei was rather limp under him….and just ripe for the plucking. Suppressing another manic grin, Duo smoothed aside the black silk of Wufei's hair, fingers lightly caressing the soft curls at the very nape of his neck, before tangling in his hair and gently pulling his head to the side and dropping his mouth to bite lightly at Wufei's exposed neck.
Wufei gasped, jerking at the suddenness of the move, heat flooding through him as Duo's teeth grazed along his skin and Duo's fingers teased against his scalp. It felt so *good*, and it had happened so fast--he shivered, hairs rising along his arms as Duo's lips took over, sliding sensually around to his ear; and his fingers clutched at the sheets beneath him as a quiet moan lodged itself in his throat.
Duo pulled back slightly to chuckle softly into Wufei's hair before re-attaching his lips to the boy's neck, nuzzling lightly along his hair-line, keeping his touches teasing, wanting to create a tingling, tickling feeling that was sure to drive Wufei mad. And it seemed to be working, as he was really too cute, spread-eagle on the bed beneath him, eyes tightly closed as Wufei lost himself to the sensations.
"Gods--" Wufei shuddered, horribly aroused, arching beneath Duo as his body acknowledged desires that had lain buried deep within him for longer than he cared to admit. "Duo--" His hips rose toward his friend, seeking contact.
Tongue lapping wetly along the shell of Wufei's ear, Duo whispered, "Shhh…Let me be wicked, 'Fei," before dropping his own hips to fit against the curve of Wufei's bottom, using his weight to press the other boy firmly down into the mattress. Maintaining the pressure, Duo rocked them back and forth, knowing the friction from the mattress rubbing against Wufei's abdomen and cock would only heighten his pleasure.
Wufei's eyes flew wide and he whimpered, the sound muffled by the sheets as he turned his face into them, Duo's words sending sharp thrills down his spine. He could feel Duo against him, in every hard substantial detail, heavy and hot and-- He squirmed, clutching at the bedclothes, *wanting*, teased by the weight of Duo grinding so surely atop him. This was turning out far better than he had ever let himself imagine. And it being Duo who was the one doing these things to him that made it so much *more*. He pushed back, moving in tandem, losing himself in the experience.
The snick of the doorknob turning jerked them both back to reality in a heartbeat, especially as the sound of Heero's voice entered an instant before he did.
"Wufei, Duo--mission."
"Shit--!" Duo rolled off Wufei so fast he misjudged the size of the bed and hit the floor with a grunt, landing with a wince on his backside.
Wufei's head snapped up, just in time to catch the blankly puzzled look that crossed Heero's face.
"…hn." Heero took two steps backward and closed the door again.
Duo blinked then flopped back onto the floor, carelessly letting his head hit the smooth wood, an arm coming up to cover his eyes as he let loose with practically hysterical laughter. "Damn, talk about a mood killer. Fuck, I guess that's it for tonight."
Wufei dropped his flaming face back to the blankets, shoulders shaking as he silently joined Duo in his laughter.
With effort, Duo picked himself off the floor and shot the door a disgruntled look while reaching for his pants. "Didn't you lock the door?"
Wufei brought himself under control and glanced over, face still red. "…I thought you locked it," he admitted sheepishly.
Duo groaned, slapping his hand over his face, "Baka! You were the last one in here."
"Just…get dressed Maxwell." Wufei pulled his own shirt back on hastily.
"Man…if I freeze my ass off, you're gonna have to warm it back up…"
"And how exactly would you be expecting me to do that?"
"Oh, I'm sure we can think of a way…"
The door knob turned again and Heero stuck his head back in to meet both Wufei and Duo's sheepish expressions. "Are you done yet?"
"Tactful as ever, I see," Duo muttered under his breath.
Heero ignored him. "There is an illegal shuttle scheduled to land in the Chugach Mountain area. Preventer HQ thinks it's carrying weapons from a factory on the moon."
"And I'm coming along…why?" Duo raised one eyebrow inquisitively.
Heero leveled that patented Yuy Death Glare at him. "You arrive unannounced. You steal half my dinner. You insult my Gundam. You're pulling your own damn weight while you're here and freezing your ass off with the rest of us."
Duo cocked his head to the side and turned an astonished look to Wufei. "What the hell? Did Heero just say 'ass?' Is it the moose meat? Or have you been rubbing off on soldier boy here, 'Fei?"
Heero shot them both a disgusted look, turned and headed back down the hall. "Hn. It's 10 degrees outside and they're most likely armed. I will not be responsible if he loses either 'head' to the cold or a stray bullet, Chang."
Duo sputtered, "W-why--that…argh!" Duo rounded on Wufei, completely flustered and ready to rant. "Can you believe the nerve of that bastard! I--"
Wufei held up a hand to stop Duo's outburst, serious once again. "He does have a point, Duo. You…tend to…well, you often rush into things without thought to the consequences--as you have once again proven by showing up here. Now just dress warmly; and I am sure you have packed a weapon, yes? So please stick close to me and follow Yuy's orders." Wufei's expression gentled, turned just the slightest bit suggestive. "I don't want you to lose your 'head', either. At least, not in that manner."
Duo pulled on his sweater and arched an eyebrow at Wufei. "Y'know, the way you say that makes me wanna skip the mission and make you show me just what manner you *would* like me to lose my head in..."
Wufei rolled his eyes and tossed Duo's parka at him before pulling on his own. He waited patiently while Duo shrugged into his gun holster then his jacket. Once they were both ready to go, he took a moment to catch Duo's hand in his own and place a quick kiss into his palm. Meeting Duo's questioning gaze with his own, he just gave him a little smile. "I promise, I'll let you show me all *manner* of things before your visit is through. Now let's go. And Duo, *please*, try not to annoy Yuy. We do have to share the station with him."
Duo's lip thrust out as he followed Wufei outside into the cold Alaskan night. "But…he started it!"
~~*~~
"Hell yeah!" Duo bounded back into the station, braid flying out behind him like a streamer, sending snow and slush everywhere. "Kicking smuggler ass always gives me such a hard-on."
Heero and Wufei followed Duo at a much more sedate pace, marveling at Duo's seemingly endless supply of energy. "Duo, you hentai, be quiet and go to bed. I have reports to type up." Heero yanked out his chair rather forcefully and sat down, rolling his shoulders in an attempt to work the kinks out from their rather long and tedious stakeout, then rather fast bust of the smugglers. He flipped on his laptop, already dismissing Wufei and Duo from his mind. He was sure they would go back to whatever they had been doing earlier, at least until Duo passed out. Which by his calculations should be right about….
*Yawn* "Man, I'm tired. Wu…help me to bed?"
Heero allowed himself a small smirk and he glanced over to see Duo leaning heavily against Wufei, who was doing his utmost to support so much dead weight. "Hn. Good night, Duo. Chang."
Duo lifted his head from Wufei's shoulder long enough to stick out his tongue at Heero and give him the one-fingered salute. "Don't fall asleep on your keyboard, ass-wipe."
"Duo, that's the wrong finger," Wufei said quietly
"Huh?" Duo blinked sleepily at his hand. "Damn…that *is* the wrong finger. I *must* be tired."
Heero was still snickering quietly behind his monitor as they made their way out.
"You are heavier than I remember," Wufei muttered, lugging Duo's weight down the hall.
Duo just snuggled closer against his side with a vaguely contented noise.
Reaching his quarters, Wufei flipped on the light switch and deposited Duo onto the bed. "Shoes, Maxwell," he said gently; and when Duo just looked at him blankly, he shook his head with a tiny smile and dropped to his knees. "Here." He unlaced the boots and pulled them off, then rose again and lightly nudged Duo's chest, urging him to lie back.
Duo flopped backward bonelessly, utterly compliant; and Wufei reached for his belt buckle. "This would be most uncomfortable to sleep on."
Duo laughed softly, "It would. Ya sure you just not trying to get me naked while I'm too tired and horny to protest?" He lifted his hips a little, allowing Wufei to slide the black leather from his belt loops.
Wufei flushed slightly but tugged the belt free nonetheless. "As a matter of fact, that is exactly what I am trying to do. Though not for the reasons you imply. A little assistance, please, if you don't mind? Unless of course you would rather sleep in cold damp dirty clothing..."
"Aww, can't you just humor a tired hentai?"
"No, Maxwell. Now strip."
"Geez, when you say it that way, it just sends shivers down my spine. Got me all hot and bothered already, you stud." Duo's teasing grin lost some of its power as it was punctuated with a yawn. But he obediently pulled off his sweater and managed to unbutton and unzip his jeans, though he blinked a bit stupidly at how he was going to get them off, without getting up. He sent Wufei a helpless look. "Er…'Fei, give me a hand, wouldja?"
Wufei bit the inside of his lip against several innuendo-laden replies that rose to his mind and simply tugged the jeans down over Duo's hips as requested. Which, naturally, left him with an eyeful of Duo's boxer-clad groin, and the sudden memory of how it had pressed and pushed against him earlier--
Quickly, he jerked the pants off of Duo completely and dropped them aside. "You *will* have to move to get under the blankets, Maxwell," he offered.
Looking up at Wufei though lowered lashes Duo tilted his head back, exposing his throat in a rather submissive gesture. "But, 'Fei, I was hoping *you* would be my blanket." He stretched a little, the movement languid, subtly displaying his body.
Wufei sucked in a sharp breath, entranced; words that Heero often said to him ringing suddenly in his mind:
Sometimes it's better to act less on logic and more on your emotions. Stop thinking, and just *do*.
Hesitantly, he leaned over Duo and pressed his lips to the arch of his friend's exposed throat.
Duo's eyes flew open as he gasped, body jerking upwards at Wufei's unexpected touch, neck arching further as he pressed himself harder against the other boy's heated mouth. His hands lifted to free Wufei's hair and then tangle in the silken strands, fingertips pressing into his scalp, urging him to go further. Duo wouldn't have cared if Heero had walked in at that moment with a whole troop of Oz soldiers, just so long as Wufei didn't *stop*.
Wufei shivered, gratified by the response far more than he would have thought. Duo was *touching* him, holding him, encouraging him; and it really, *really* turned him on. Confidence bolstered, he leaned closer, bracing his hands on either side of Duo's shoulders while his lips traveled up to the point of Duo's chin. He hesitated, nervous still, hovering there an instant before following his instincts and covering Duo's mouth with his own.
*Finally*, his lips, Duo thought as he sighed into Wufei's kiss, opening his mouth hoping to tempt him into deepening their contact. Wufei intoxicated his senses, and made him a mindless, wanton creature, only seeming to come alive when in his arms. When Wufei pulled back to catch his breath, Duo had a sobering thought--just when did he become a slave to his passion for Wufei? When did the seducer become the seduced? And what was he going to do now? Duo certainly didn't want Wufei to stop, did he?
Wufei blinked down at Duo, eyes wide, a bit short of breath. "Dear me," he murmured, abruptly aware of the shaking in his arms that threatened to drop him atop the other at any second. "I...we were supposed to be going to bed, were we not?"
Duo blinked slowly at Wufei, his voice hushed. "Yeah, …good night…Wufei."
~~~***~~~
"Slurpie!" Duo pointed excitedly at a stall in the food court.
"What?"
"Dude, we can't shop at the mall with out a slurpie! It's tradition."
"Oh, and this wouldn't happen to be one of your spur-of-the-moment insanities?"
Duo rolled his eyes and just handed Wufei a large paper cup filled with a red slush-like substance. "Here, it's cherry."
Wufei looked blankly at the cup. "And, just *what* am I supposed to do with this?"
Duo heaved a dramatic sigh, shaking his head sadly. "'Fei, 'Fei, 'Fei. What am I going to do with you?" Carefully removing the paper from a straw, Duo stuck in though the plastic lid and took a sip. He pulled back, and licked his lips, glancing flirtatiously at Wufei though lowered lashes. "Too bad we're in a public place…because the things I *do* want to do to you don't require an audience."
Wufei turned beet-red and sputtered over some incoherent response.
Duo grinned and handed Wufei back the cup. "Here, this will cool ya off Wu-bubbles."
Wufei snatched the cup from Duo's hand and turned away, hastily sucking down some of the cold, sweet treat, hoping that Duo would spare him any further innuendo. A quiet snickering coming from behind him made Wufei realize that he had once again fallen prey to Duo's scheming, not that is was a bad thing--the slurpie was actually quite good. Not that he would admit, well…not right away.
Composure regained, Wufei turned back to Duo. "Behave yourself, Maxwell, or I won't take you for Chinese."
Duo's eyes lit up. "Chinese?"
Wufei arched an eyebrow, mouth curving slightly in a rather evil smirk. "I know your weakness, O Worshipper of the Pork Fried Rice."
Duo's jaw dropped. Eyes growing wide, lips trembling slightly, he gasped. "You--you wouldn't! You evil beast! How could you deny me…Pork Fried Rice!" Unable to keep up a straight face, Duo almost doubled over with laughter. "Dude, you're just evil."
"Indeed." Wufei laced his hands behind his back, smile serene.
Straightening up, Duo wiped at his eyes, still chuckling softly, then flashed Wufei a smile, tugging lightly on his sleeve. "Alright, evil master Wu, I'll behave. Now, show me this mall you've dragged me to."
Their first stop was, naturally, the pet store, where Duo spent far too long amusing the other patrons by dragging Wufei from one fish tank to the next and goggling excitedly at all the many animals in the shop. It was about the time that Wufei's allergies began acting up that Duo decided he'd had enough and summarily towed Wufei out of the pet shop and straight into the Halloween Super Store across the promenade.
"…Why did we come in here, again?" Wufei asked, standing patiently nearby while Duo dug through piles of wigs and cheap costume accessories.
"Cause Halloween is a kick ass holiday, 'Fei. I mean, when else can you play dress up like when you were a kid and get free candy?" Duo popped out from behind a display of plastic weaponry with a large floppy hat, it was covered in tacky red and leopard print velvet and trimmed with black feathers. He ceremoniously placed it on Wufei's head, handing him a cane with a fake diamond on top. "Pimp-daddy Wu! Will you be my sugar daddy?" Duo fluttered his lashes at Wufei's stoic expression.
Wufei glanced upward at the overhanging brim of the hat, then down at the huge plastic gem on the cane, then sideways at the full-length mirror, then back up at Duo's grinning face. "I do not believe anyone in the entire Earth Sphere has money enough to play 'sugar-daddy' to *you*." He removed the hat and hung it back on the rack, raising the cane to tap the tip of Duo's nose with the 'jewel'. "Bad Maxwell. No fortune cookie."
"Aww, man." Duo blinked a moment. "Hey, are you sayin' I'm high maintenance?" Duo tossed up his hands in defeat. "Damn, there goes my hopes of ever *not* being single. Guess I will just have to settle for tormenting you, 'Fei."
"Lucky me."
Duo ignored the sarcastic remark, lips curving into an evil smirk of his own. "And look what I found to do it with! Ta-Daa!" Pulling from behind his back, much like a magician would reveal a new feat of magic, Duo produced a leather-bound rod, tipped with flails of long, thin leather strips.
Wufei blanched, taking an involuntary step back. "You…are not actually planning to *buy* that, are you?" The piece conjured up visions of dungeons and black leather bras and every bad S&M porno he'd ever had the misfortune to view.
Duo arched a brow, striking a dignified pose. "I'll have you know that this is 'official military play equipment', as it says, right here. And--I already bought it." He tapped Wufei lightly on the chest with his new 'toy'. "Fear. Me." He leaned in close, grin evil yet sexy as he held Wufei's uneasy gaze, then straightened up and laughed maniacally.
Wufei glanced left, then right at the stares being cast their way by the other shoppers; fighting down yet another blush of embarrassment, he ducked his head, seized the front of Duo's shirt, and dragged the still-laughing baka from the store.
"What happened to behaving yourself?" he muttered, not really expecting any answer.
"But, 'Fei. I *am* behaving." Duo let himself be dragged out of the store and over to a bench where Wufei shoved him none too gently onto the hard wood. Slouching down into a comfortable position, looking for all the world as if he *meant* to be sitting there, Duo flashed Wufei a smoldering look. "Trust me, if I was on my worst behavior, I would be frolicking in the fountain right about now…that or I would have you pressed up against a wall in some back hallway, having my evil way with you."
Wufei shook his head, not even trying to suppress the blushing anymore. "Do *all* of your preferred amusements involve the danger of being arrested?"
Crossing his legs, fingers laced behind his head, Duo sent Wufei a saucy wink. "Well, you see. I happen to have some fond memories of you and me in a cell. You look so sexy in hand cuffs. Now, can we go get some Chinese? I'm starved, and teasing you takes energy."
Wufei blinked. "You realize, of course, that *that* is a huge incentive *not* to feed you."
"Yes, but if you don't feed me, I'll get cranky. And, you do *not* want me to be cranky." Duo tapped his new toy against his palm for emphasis.
Wufei eyed the leather-bound staff with more than a touch of foreboding. "…Point taken," he conceded at last. "Come. Back to the food court, then…"
Duo bounded up from his seat and latched onto Wufei's arm. "Finally! Some food worth eating!"
"…Was there something wrong with my tacos?"
"Hey, I liked 'em enough to risk the wrath of Heero to steal some of his, didn't I? But you already know I have a soft spot for Chinese." Duo cast a slightly shy glance toward Wufei as they re-entered the food court.
Surprising himself, Wufei let his tongue make the first remark that sprang to mind. "Odd; it felt none too soft last night…"
Duo froze in his tracks, blinking in disbelief at Wufei for a second before continuing to follow him. "Why you sly dog, and you tell me to behave." Evil grin spreading on his face once again, Duo nudged Wufei's hip with his own. "Down, boy. Or I'm gonna hafta go find us that back hallway for sure." He twirled the flails on the end of his staff, expression one of feigned innocence.
Wufei just shook his head, knowing he'd brought *that* one on himself, and stopped at the Tempura Inn, inhaling the savory smells from--in his opinion--the *only* Chinese restaurant in this town. "What do you want besides the obvious, Duo?"
"Umm, I'll take the cashew chicken, beef & broccoli, a side of egg rolls and some Chinese donuts. Oh, and a large Pork Fried Rice."
"Really, Maxwell. Do you need so much energy just to tease me?"
Duo leaned in close to Wufei's ear so that no one else could hear. "No, I need all that energy so I can show you my not so 'soft' spot that I have for you."
"Well then, I guess I should replenish my energy as well." Wufei cast a sly grin sideways despite his blush. "How else can I expect to hold you off, eh?"
Duo's brow scrunched up. "Um, Wufei…did you just say…'eh', in a passable Canadian accent?"
Wufei's expression turned vaguely sheepish. "...I suppose I did," he admitted, turning to pay for their order.
"Hmm, I'll file that away for future use. But right now, let's eat! Wanna teach me how to use chopsticks?"
~~~***~~~
tbc...probably. Finished? Maybe. ^_^
Ahhhh, the refreshing insanity...
GW, 2x5x2-ness, limey, inspired by bits and pieces of reality this past week.
Seriously. You *have* been warned.
"God *dammit*, Fei, what the hell did you do to get stationed in Hell's Freezer??" Duo Maxwell stomped the snow off his boots and flipped back the furred hood of his parka, slinging his duffel off his shoulder and looking about the small room with dismay. "It's so damn cold my braid is frozen!"
Sitting at their respective computers, Wufei and Heero whipped around at the unexpected voice in the doorway.
"*Maxwell*??"
Duo flashed Heero his signature sheepish grin, but his eyes were fixed on Wufei. "Hey guys!" he said brightly, running his fingers up through his bangs to shake out the snow.
Heero glanced between Duo and Wufei with a vaguely bewildered expression, then shook his head slightly in dismissal. "Staying long?" he asked, nodding slightly toward the duffel.
"Yeah, I got a couple weeks off from the yard so I figured I'd come take Wufei up on his offer to visit."
One eyebrow raised slightly, Heero turned his inquiring gaze to Wufei.
Wufei turned a shade or two darker and shrunk down in his chair the tiniest bit.
Duo glanced back and forth between the two of them and planted his hands on his hips. "So. Somebody wanna show me to a bunk or should I just make myself at home on the couch?"
"Hn." Heero turned rather pointedly back to his computer, hiding what looked almost like an amused smirk, clearly leaving their unexpected guest in Wufei's care.
Duo turned his gaze to Wufei and flashed that thousand-watt grin. "Whelp, I guess we've been dismissed. So, looks like you get to baby-sit me, 'Fei." Duo wiggled his eyebrows a little suggestively even as he tossed a casual wave over his shoulder to the still working Preventer. "Catch ya later, Heeeee-ro."
Wufei shot a sideways glance at Heero that could almost have been interpreted as a plea for help and rose from his chair. "You can use the spare bunk in my room," he offered, a little more curtly than he intended, motioning with one hand to indicate the hallway.
Duo picked up his duffel and waited patiently for Wufei to lead the way. As Wufei passed Duo leaned towards him to mutter, "Sure I can’t just use your bunk instead of the spare?"
Wufei flushed darker and shot an embarrassed look in Heero's direction, but the other Preventer didn't appear to have heard. Avoiding Duo's teasing stare, he clamped one hand around his visitor's wrist and towed him out.
Duo meekly allowed himself to be dragged from the room by an obviously embarrassed Wufei, already looking forward to whatever lecture Wufei had in store for him. Just so long as he didn't end up sleeping on the spare bunk, he would gladly suffer though any of Wufei's rants.
Wufei slammed and locked his bedroom door, rounding on Duo. "What in hell are you doing here?"
Duo shrugged casually, hooking his thumbs through his belt loops. "You invited me, remember?"
"I…well--yes, but…I had thought we would *plan* for your visit, not that you would simply show up out of the blue!"
Duo unhooked his thumbs and stepped forward, clapping his hands heavily on Wufei's shoulders. "Wufei, a real man knows that life is not meant to be scripted. Besides, I knew that if I *tried* to plan anything, you would just get cold feet," he said in all seriousness. "But, I'm here now, just for you." He leaned his face closer, still grinning. "So let's make the most of it, huh?" And before Wufei had a chance to reply, Duo pecked him lightly on the lips and then turned, releasing him abruptly, hands on his hips once again as he surveyed the room and the two single beds. "Y'know, if we pushed these together, we'd have one nice big cozy bed to share..."
Blinking, still stunned, Wufei shook his head and raised his hands in mild protest. "Maxwell--" Things were happening whirlwind fast, and he was still trying to get his bearings from Duo showing up in the first place. "Please--slow down. I know we have discussed some...ah...things, in our chats; but...ahh--"
"*Sex*, Wufei. We discussed sex. Can you say that with me? *Sex*. S-E-X. *SEX*!"
In the other room, Heero paused with his fingers still on the keys and glanced up as Duo's voice shouting 'SEX!' reached him faintly. "Hn." He shook his head and resumed typing.
Duo was still carrying on, waving his arms wildly. "Good, old-fashioned, down n' dirty sweaty tear-your-clothes-off *sex*, Wufei!" He ripped his shirt off over his head and twirled it around for emphasis. "Don't tell me you've gone and changed your mind on me?" His fists went back to his cocked hips, shirt still dangling from one hand.
Poor Wufei was by this point quite red, absolutely flustered, and heading for a full-scale panic attack. And utterly unable to tear his eyes from Duo's shirtless torso long enough to look the boy in the face.
A bit calmer now, Duo tossed his shirt on the nearest bed and walked back over to lean with one shoulder against the wall next to Wufei. "Ok, sorry. Listen, maybe I tend to get carried away by the moment. But I know damned well you *did* finally admit to me that you wanted to experiment with sex with another man but didn’t want to do it with some stranger. I may miss the subtleties, but I can pick up on the obvious, 'Fei." Duo shrugged a bit, fingers reaching down to tangle in the tip of his braid, playing with the loose hair in a gesture that Wufei knew signaled just how nervous Duo really was. "I went through the same self-questioning phase--I would have liked to have had someone I trusted back then to be with, but I had to learn the hard way. And it can be hard. I just didn’t want you to have to suffer through it like I did."
Wufei deflated with a sigh, leaning his head back against the wall and closing his eyes. "You are correct, Duo. But...I never expected that you would arrive unannounced and offer to fling yourself into bed with me so casually."
Duo sighed softly, running his fingers though his bangs, but only causing the chestnut strands to fall into his eyes. "I'm not being casual about it….ok, maybe I had in mind some casual exploration, but you’re my best friend. You're the one who sees behind my masks. You're the one who I can open up too, and tell anything too, no matter how dumb. And I honestly wouldn't want you to explore your sexuality with anyone else." Duo flashed Wufei a mere ghost of his usual teasing smile. "You know how jealous I can be. And besides, I've missed you."
Warmed by Duo's words, Wufei opened his eyes and glanced over. Duo's shirtless-ness still made him blush; he wanted to stare, but didn't want to be rude; but since Duo had taken his shirt off voluntarily in the first place would it then be rude *not* to look? He pushed such distractions from his mind and forced himself to look Duo in the eye. "I have missed you too, Duo. And...truthfully, I am eager to explore with you. But it feels quite...rushed, at the moment. One instant I am working alongside Yuy, buried in writing reports, and the next you are standing in the doorway asking to share my bed. I am still trying to adjust to the fact that you are even here." He smiled a tiny smile. "But I am glad that you are."
Duo's teasing smile grew a bit. "I wasn't *asking* to share your bed, I was strongly *hinting* along those lines. Anyway, you know I have never been one to wait for anything. But I don't want to rush you." Duo reached out and brushed the back of one finger gently down Wufei's cheek. "Though, I'm not gonna let you get out of exploring either."
Wufei blushed faintly again, but closed his hand around Duo's before it could withdraw completely. "Nor do I wish to 'get out of it'. But at least let me feed you, first? I am sure your travels have given you an appetite."
Duo's eyes lit up. "You got food? And I mean, *Real* food, not just moose meat or anything funky like that?"
Wufei rolled his eyes to hide his amusement and gave a long-suffering sigh. "Yes, Maxwell. Real food. Yuy and I were planning on tacos."
"Dude…Heero eats tacos?" Duo gave Wufei a disbelieving look. "Man, this I gotta see."
~~~***~~~
By the time evening rolled around, Wufei had finished his last remaining reports, cooked Duo and Heero a decent meal, and suffered though a rather heated discussion of just who's Gundam kicked more ass and looked cooler while doing it. Wufei was of mind to agree that Wing Gundam Custom was rather spiffy--but of course, nothing could compare to his Nataku and he wisely remained silent throughout the debate. Duo could get a bit violent while comparing Gundams…and one food fight with Duo Maxwell was one too many for a life time. However, always at the back of Wufei's mind was Duo's real intention for his surprise visit; and that kept the butterflies fluttering pleasantly in his stomach all evening. He was definitely looking forward to bed time.
Duo grumbled as he stalked back to the room, Wufei trailing behind him. "That stupid prick, the 'scythe was good enough to steal parts from, but stand up to the zero…like hell he woulda flattened my ass! I tore new ones for those two dolls with not only his data, but Trowa's as well." He continued his overt bashing off all things 'Wing' related, not letting up as he started to undress with short, jerky motions, flinging his clothing onto the floor a bit violently.
Still refraining from involving himself in the tirade, Wufei silently picked up each article Duo tossed and deposited it at the foot of Duo's bed until he suddenly realized that he was holding a pair of boxer shorts and flushed darkly. Glancing up, he found that yes, indeed, Duo was completely naked at this point. And smirking, arms crossed, foot tapping lightly on the floor.
"'Bout time you noticed, 'Fei," Duo drawled.
Wufei chucked the shorts at his face. "Put them back on, dammit. What happened to not rushing things?"
Presenting Wufei with his pert backside, Duo made a show of stepping back into his boxers and pulling them up. "Just wanted to make sure I got your attention."
Wufei swallowed hard, quite aware of his own shorts and just how closely they were suddenly fitting. "You have it, without a doubt."
"Good. Don’t worry, we're gonna start really slow. Like a back massage to loosen up those tense muscles I *know* you have from bending over a keyboard all day. Then we'll go to bed, me in mine and you in yours." Unless you *want* to go further, Duo mentally added.
Realizing that indeed, he *was* rather stiff, Wufei simply nodded. "Alright…ah...what do you want me to do, then?"
Rolling his eyes, Duo motioned towards Wufei's bunk. "Take your shirt off, and lay down on your stomach. You know, the usual back massage routine."
"Ahh." Feeling a little dim-witted, Wufei dutifully peeled off his shirt and flopped face-down on his bed.
'I will not molest 'Fei with out his permission, I will not molest 'Fei with out his permission…' Reciting the mantra in his head, Duo tried to wipe the glee-filled expression off his face. Not that Wufei would be able to *see* it, he might sense it all the same. Carefully climbing up next to Wufei, Duo took a moment to plan his attack. He figured he could start out with 'Fei's shoulders and work his way down, and when Wufei was relaxed enough, he could try some neck nibbling. No one could resist neck nibbling. His glee-filled smirk back again, Duo imagined Wufei as so much putty in his hands.
The sound of Wufei's throat clearing brought him back to the present. "I believe a massage generally involves one person's hands on the other person's body, does it not?"
"Uh…er, whoops? Sorry, started to gather wool there, 'Fei." Biting his lower lip, Duo took a breath and shifted to straddle Wufei's hips, kneeling carefully above him as to avoid direct contact. Figuring it was an innocent enough position, Duo started to knead at Wufei's shoulder muscles, fingers working at the knots and releasing the day's tension.
Letting out a soft sigh, Wufei slowly relaxed under Duo's talented ministrations. His hands were warm, and firm, and felt so *nice*...
Carefully running his thumbs down either side of Wufei's spine, Duo spent careful attention to Wufei's lower back, knowing it would be aching from sitting for so long in a computer chair. And of course, the lower he went, the more erotic the massage became.
The moments slid by silently, and Wufei found that the longer Duo touched him, the tighter his stomach wound with anticipation. The further south Duo's hands drifted, the more Wufei found himself realizing just how *right* it felt to have his friend's hands on his skin, touching him, arousing him. Maybe it was a good thing that Duo had swept him along in his enthusiasm to indulge his curiosity.
The tip of Duo's tongue was sticking out the corner of his mouth in concentration as he worked out a particularly tight knot in Wufei's shoulder, when it finally released Duo noticed that Wufei was rather limp under him….and just ripe for the plucking. Suppressing another manic grin, Duo smoothed aside the black silk of Wufei's hair, fingers lightly caressing the soft curls at the very nape of his neck, before tangling in his hair and gently pulling his head to the side and dropping his mouth to bite lightly at Wufei's exposed neck.
Wufei gasped, jerking at the suddenness of the move, heat flooding through him as Duo's teeth grazed along his skin and Duo's fingers teased against his scalp. It felt so *good*, and it had happened so fast--he shivered, hairs rising along his arms as Duo's lips took over, sliding sensually around to his ear; and his fingers clutched at the sheets beneath him as a quiet moan lodged itself in his throat.
Duo pulled back slightly to chuckle softly into Wufei's hair before re-attaching his lips to the boy's neck, nuzzling lightly along his hair-line, keeping his touches teasing, wanting to create a tingling, tickling feeling that was sure to drive Wufei mad. And it seemed to be working, as he was really too cute, spread-eagle on the bed beneath him, eyes tightly closed as Wufei lost himself to the sensations.
"Gods--" Wufei shuddered, horribly aroused, arching beneath Duo as his body acknowledged desires that had lain buried deep within him for longer than he cared to admit. "Duo--" His hips rose toward his friend, seeking contact.
Tongue lapping wetly along the shell of Wufei's ear, Duo whispered, "Shhh…Let me be wicked, 'Fei," before dropping his own hips to fit against the curve of Wufei's bottom, using his weight to press the other boy firmly down into the mattress. Maintaining the pressure, Duo rocked them back and forth, knowing the friction from the mattress rubbing against Wufei's abdomen and cock would only heighten his pleasure.
Wufei's eyes flew wide and he whimpered, the sound muffled by the sheets as he turned his face into them, Duo's words sending sharp thrills down his spine. He could feel Duo against him, in every hard substantial detail, heavy and hot and-- He squirmed, clutching at the bedclothes, *wanting*, teased by the weight of Duo grinding so surely atop him. This was turning out far better than he had ever let himself imagine. And it being Duo who was the one doing these things to him that made it so much *more*. He pushed back, moving in tandem, losing himself in the experience.
The snick of the doorknob turning jerked them both back to reality in a heartbeat, especially as the sound of Heero's voice entered an instant before he did.
"Wufei, Duo--mission."
"Shit--!" Duo rolled off Wufei so fast he misjudged the size of the bed and hit the floor with a grunt, landing with a wince on his backside.
Wufei's head snapped up, just in time to catch the blankly puzzled look that crossed Heero's face.
"…hn." Heero took two steps backward and closed the door again.
Duo blinked then flopped back onto the floor, carelessly letting his head hit the smooth wood, an arm coming up to cover his eyes as he let loose with practically hysterical laughter. "Damn, talk about a mood killer. Fuck, I guess that's it for tonight."
Wufei dropped his flaming face back to the blankets, shoulders shaking as he silently joined Duo in his laughter.
With effort, Duo picked himself off the floor and shot the door a disgruntled look while reaching for his pants. "Didn't you lock the door?"
Wufei brought himself under control and glanced over, face still red. "…I thought you locked it," he admitted sheepishly.
Duo groaned, slapping his hand over his face, "Baka! You were the last one in here."
"Just…get dressed Maxwell." Wufei pulled his own shirt back on hastily.
"Man…if I freeze my ass off, you're gonna have to warm it back up…"
"And how exactly would you be expecting me to do that?"
"Oh, I'm sure we can think of a way…"
The door knob turned again and Heero stuck his head back in to meet both Wufei and Duo's sheepish expressions. "Are you done yet?"
"Tactful as ever, I see," Duo muttered under his breath.
Heero ignored him. "There is an illegal shuttle scheduled to land in the Chugach Mountain area. Preventer HQ thinks it's carrying weapons from a factory on the moon."
"And I'm coming along…why?" Duo raised one eyebrow inquisitively.
Heero leveled that patented Yuy Death Glare at him. "You arrive unannounced. You steal half my dinner. You insult my Gundam. You're pulling your own damn weight while you're here and freezing your ass off with the rest of us."
Duo cocked his head to the side and turned an astonished look to Wufei. "What the hell? Did Heero just say 'ass?' Is it the moose meat? Or have you been rubbing off on soldier boy here, 'Fei?"
Heero shot them both a disgusted look, turned and headed back down the hall. "Hn. It's 10 degrees outside and they're most likely armed. I will not be responsible if he loses either 'head' to the cold or a stray bullet, Chang."
Duo sputtered, "W-why--that…argh!" Duo rounded on Wufei, completely flustered and ready to rant. "Can you believe the nerve of that bastard! I--"
Wufei held up a hand to stop Duo's outburst, serious once again. "He does have a point, Duo. You…tend to…well, you often rush into things without thought to the consequences--as you have once again proven by showing up here. Now just dress warmly; and I am sure you have packed a weapon, yes? So please stick close to me and follow Yuy's orders." Wufei's expression gentled, turned just the slightest bit suggestive. "I don't want you to lose your 'head', either. At least, not in that manner."
Duo pulled on his sweater and arched an eyebrow at Wufei. "Y'know, the way you say that makes me wanna skip the mission and make you show me just what manner you *would* like me to lose my head in..."
Wufei rolled his eyes and tossed Duo's parka at him before pulling on his own. He waited patiently while Duo shrugged into his gun holster then his jacket. Once they were both ready to go, he took a moment to catch Duo's hand in his own and place a quick kiss into his palm. Meeting Duo's questioning gaze with his own, he just gave him a little smile. "I promise, I'll let you show me all *manner* of things before your visit is through. Now let's go. And Duo, *please*, try not to annoy Yuy. We do have to share the station with him."
Duo's lip thrust out as he followed Wufei outside into the cold Alaskan night. "But…he started it!"
~~*~~
"Hell yeah!" Duo bounded back into the station, braid flying out behind him like a streamer, sending snow and slush everywhere. "Kicking smuggler ass always gives me such a hard-on."
Heero and Wufei followed Duo at a much more sedate pace, marveling at Duo's seemingly endless supply of energy. "Duo, you hentai, be quiet and go to bed. I have reports to type up." Heero yanked out his chair rather forcefully and sat down, rolling his shoulders in an attempt to work the kinks out from their rather long and tedious stakeout, then rather fast bust of the smugglers. He flipped on his laptop, already dismissing Wufei and Duo from his mind. He was sure they would go back to whatever they had been doing earlier, at least until Duo passed out. Which by his calculations should be right about….
*Yawn* "Man, I'm tired. Wu…help me to bed?"
Heero allowed himself a small smirk and he glanced over to see Duo leaning heavily against Wufei, who was doing his utmost to support so much dead weight. "Hn. Good night, Duo. Chang."
Duo lifted his head from Wufei's shoulder long enough to stick out his tongue at Heero and give him the one-fingered salute. "Don't fall asleep on your keyboard, ass-wipe."
"Duo, that's the wrong finger," Wufei said quietly
"Huh?" Duo blinked sleepily at his hand. "Damn…that *is* the wrong finger. I *must* be tired."
Heero was still snickering quietly behind his monitor as they made their way out.
"You are heavier than I remember," Wufei muttered, lugging Duo's weight down the hall.
Duo just snuggled closer against his side with a vaguely contented noise.
Reaching his quarters, Wufei flipped on the light switch and deposited Duo onto the bed. "Shoes, Maxwell," he said gently; and when Duo just looked at him blankly, he shook his head with a tiny smile and dropped to his knees. "Here." He unlaced the boots and pulled them off, then rose again and lightly nudged Duo's chest, urging him to lie back.
Duo flopped backward bonelessly, utterly compliant; and Wufei reached for his belt buckle. "This would be most uncomfortable to sleep on."
Duo laughed softly, "It would. Ya sure you just not trying to get me naked while I'm too tired and horny to protest?" He lifted his hips a little, allowing Wufei to slide the black leather from his belt loops.
Wufei flushed slightly but tugged the belt free nonetheless. "As a matter of fact, that is exactly what I am trying to do. Though not for the reasons you imply. A little assistance, please, if you don't mind? Unless of course you would rather sleep in cold damp dirty clothing..."
"Aww, can't you just humor a tired hentai?"
"No, Maxwell. Now strip."
"Geez, when you say it that way, it just sends shivers down my spine. Got me all hot and bothered already, you stud." Duo's teasing grin lost some of its power as it was punctuated with a yawn. But he obediently pulled off his sweater and managed to unbutton and unzip his jeans, though he blinked a bit stupidly at how he was going to get them off, without getting up. He sent Wufei a helpless look. "Er…'Fei, give me a hand, wouldja?"
Wufei bit the inside of his lip against several innuendo-laden replies that rose to his mind and simply tugged the jeans down over Duo's hips as requested. Which, naturally, left him with an eyeful of Duo's boxer-clad groin, and the sudden memory of how it had pressed and pushed against him earlier--
Quickly, he jerked the pants off of Duo completely and dropped them aside. "You *will* have to move to get under the blankets, Maxwell," he offered.
Looking up at Wufei though lowered lashes Duo tilted his head back, exposing his throat in a rather submissive gesture. "But, 'Fei, I was hoping *you* would be my blanket." He stretched a little, the movement languid, subtly displaying his body.
Wufei sucked in a sharp breath, entranced; words that Heero often said to him ringing suddenly in his mind:
Sometimes it's better to act less on logic and more on your emotions. Stop thinking, and just *do*.
Hesitantly, he leaned over Duo and pressed his lips to the arch of his friend's exposed throat.
Duo's eyes flew open as he gasped, body jerking upwards at Wufei's unexpected touch, neck arching further as he pressed himself harder against the other boy's heated mouth. His hands lifted to free Wufei's hair and then tangle in the silken strands, fingertips pressing into his scalp, urging him to go further. Duo wouldn't have cared if Heero had walked in at that moment with a whole troop of Oz soldiers, just so long as Wufei didn't *stop*.
Wufei shivered, gratified by the response far more than he would have thought. Duo was *touching* him, holding him, encouraging him; and it really, *really* turned him on. Confidence bolstered, he leaned closer, bracing his hands on either side of Duo's shoulders while his lips traveled up to the point of Duo's chin. He hesitated, nervous still, hovering there an instant before following his instincts and covering Duo's mouth with his own.
*Finally*, his lips, Duo thought as he sighed into Wufei's kiss, opening his mouth hoping to tempt him into deepening their contact. Wufei intoxicated his senses, and made him a mindless, wanton creature, only seeming to come alive when in his arms. When Wufei pulled back to catch his breath, Duo had a sobering thought--just when did he become a slave to his passion for Wufei? When did the seducer become the seduced? And what was he going to do now? Duo certainly didn't want Wufei to stop, did he?
Wufei blinked down at Duo, eyes wide, a bit short of breath. "Dear me," he murmured, abruptly aware of the shaking in his arms that threatened to drop him atop the other at any second. "I...we were supposed to be going to bed, were we not?"
Duo blinked slowly at Wufei, his voice hushed. "Yeah, …good night…Wufei."
~~~***~~~
"Slurpie!" Duo pointed excitedly at a stall in the food court.
"What?"
"Dude, we can't shop at the mall with out a slurpie! It's tradition."
"Oh, and this wouldn't happen to be one of your spur-of-the-moment insanities?"
Duo rolled his eyes and just handed Wufei a large paper cup filled with a red slush-like substance. "Here, it's cherry."
Wufei looked blankly at the cup. "And, just *what* am I supposed to do with this?"
Duo heaved a dramatic sigh, shaking his head sadly. "'Fei, 'Fei, 'Fei. What am I going to do with you?" Carefully removing the paper from a straw, Duo stuck in though the plastic lid and took a sip. He pulled back, and licked his lips, glancing flirtatiously at Wufei though lowered lashes. "Too bad we're in a public place…because the things I *do* want to do to you don't require an audience."
Wufei turned beet-red and sputtered over some incoherent response.
Duo grinned and handed Wufei back the cup. "Here, this will cool ya off Wu-bubbles."
Wufei snatched the cup from Duo's hand and turned away, hastily sucking down some of the cold, sweet treat, hoping that Duo would spare him any further innuendo. A quiet snickering coming from behind him made Wufei realize that he had once again fallen prey to Duo's scheming, not that is was a bad thing--the slurpie was actually quite good. Not that he would admit, well…not right away.
Composure regained, Wufei turned back to Duo. "Behave yourself, Maxwell, or I won't take you for Chinese."
Duo's eyes lit up. "Chinese?"
Wufei arched an eyebrow, mouth curving slightly in a rather evil smirk. "I know your weakness, O Worshipper of the Pork Fried Rice."
Duo's jaw dropped. Eyes growing wide, lips trembling slightly, he gasped. "You--you wouldn't! You evil beast! How could you deny me…Pork Fried Rice!" Unable to keep up a straight face, Duo almost doubled over with laughter. "Dude, you're just evil."
"Indeed." Wufei laced his hands behind his back, smile serene.
Straightening up, Duo wiped at his eyes, still chuckling softly, then flashed Wufei a smile, tugging lightly on his sleeve. "Alright, evil master Wu, I'll behave. Now, show me this mall you've dragged me to."
Their first stop was, naturally, the pet store, where Duo spent far too long amusing the other patrons by dragging Wufei from one fish tank to the next and goggling excitedly at all the many animals in the shop. It was about the time that Wufei's allergies began acting up that Duo decided he'd had enough and summarily towed Wufei out of the pet shop and straight into the Halloween Super Store across the promenade.
"…Why did we come in here, again?" Wufei asked, standing patiently nearby while Duo dug through piles of wigs and cheap costume accessories.
"Cause Halloween is a kick ass holiday, 'Fei. I mean, when else can you play dress up like when you were a kid and get free candy?" Duo popped out from behind a display of plastic weaponry with a large floppy hat, it was covered in tacky red and leopard print velvet and trimmed with black feathers. He ceremoniously placed it on Wufei's head, handing him a cane with a fake diamond on top. "Pimp-daddy Wu! Will you be my sugar daddy?" Duo fluttered his lashes at Wufei's stoic expression.
Wufei glanced upward at the overhanging brim of the hat, then down at the huge plastic gem on the cane, then sideways at the full-length mirror, then back up at Duo's grinning face. "I do not believe anyone in the entire Earth Sphere has money enough to play 'sugar-daddy' to *you*." He removed the hat and hung it back on the rack, raising the cane to tap the tip of Duo's nose with the 'jewel'. "Bad Maxwell. No fortune cookie."
"Aww, man." Duo blinked a moment. "Hey, are you sayin' I'm high maintenance?" Duo tossed up his hands in defeat. "Damn, there goes my hopes of ever *not* being single. Guess I will just have to settle for tormenting you, 'Fei."
"Lucky me."
Duo ignored the sarcastic remark, lips curving into an evil smirk of his own. "And look what I found to do it with! Ta-Daa!" Pulling from behind his back, much like a magician would reveal a new feat of magic, Duo produced a leather-bound rod, tipped with flails of long, thin leather strips.
Wufei blanched, taking an involuntary step back. "You…are not actually planning to *buy* that, are you?" The piece conjured up visions of dungeons and black leather bras and every bad S&M porno he'd ever had the misfortune to view.
Duo arched a brow, striking a dignified pose. "I'll have you know that this is 'official military play equipment', as it says, right here. And--I already bought it." He tapped Wufei lightly on the chest with his new 'toy'. "Fear. Me." He leaned in close, grin evil yet sexy as he held Wufei's uneasy gaze, then straightened up and laughed maniacally.
Wufei glanced left, then right at the stares being cast their way by the other shoppers; fighting down yet another blush of embarrassment, he ducked his head, seized the front of Duo's shirt, and dragged the still-laughing baka from the store.
"What happened to behaving yourself?" he muttered, not really expecting any answer.
"But, 'Fei. I *am* behaving." Duo let himself be dragged out of the store and over to a bench where Wufei shoved him none too gently onto the hard wood. Slouching down into a comfortable position, looking for all the world as if he *meant* to be sitting there, Duo flashed Wufei a smoldering look. "Trust me, if I was on my worst behavior, I would be frolicking in the fountain right about now…that or I would have you pressed up against a wall in some back hallway, having my evil way with you."
Wufei shook his head, not even trying to suppress the blushing anymore. "Do *all* of your preferred amusements involve the danger of being arrested?"
Crossing his legs, fingers laced behind his head, Duo sent Wufei a saucy wink. "Well, you see. I happen to have some fond memories of you and me in a cell. You look so sexy in hand cuffs. Now, can we go get some Chinese? I'm starved, and teasing you takes energy."
Wufei blinked. "You realize, of course, that *that* is a huge incentive *not* to feed you."
"Yes, but if you don't feed me, I'll get cranky. And, you do *not* want me to be cranky." Duo tapped his new toy against his palm for emphasis.
Wufei eyed the leather-bound staff with more than a touch of foreboding. "…Point taken," he conceded at last. "Come. Back to the food court, then…"
Duo bounded up from his seat and latched onto Wufei's arm. "Finally! Some food worth eating!"
"…Was there something wrong with my tacos?"
"Hey, I liked 'em enough to risk the wrath of Heero to steal some of his, didn't I? But you already know I have a soft spot for Chinese." Duo cast a slightly shy glance toward Wufei as they re-entered the food court.
Surprising himself, Wufei let his tongue make the first remark that sprang to mind. "Odd; it felt none too soft last night…"
Duo froze in his tracks, blinking in disbelief at Wufei for a second before continuing to follow him. "Why you sly dog, and you tell me to behave." Evil grin spreading on his face once again, Duo nudged Wufei's hip with his own. "Down, boy. Or I'm gonna hafta go find us that back hallway for sure." He twirled the flails on the end of his staff, expression one of feigned innocence.
Wufei just shook his head, knowing he'd brought *that* one on himself, and stopped at the Tempura Inn, inhaling the savory smells from--in his opinion--the *only* Chinese restaurant in this town. "What do you want besides the obvious, Duo?"
"Umm, I'll take the cashew chicken, beef & broccoli, a side of egg rolls and some Chinese donuts. Oh, and a large Pork Fried Rice."
"Really, Maxwell. Do you need so much energy just to tease me?"
Duo leaned in close to Wufei's ear so that no one else could hear. "No, I need all that energy so I can show you my not so 'soft' spot that I have for you."
"Well then, I guess I should replenish my energy as well." Wufei cast a sly grin sideways despite his blush. "How else can I expect to hold you off, eh?"
Duo's brow scrunched up. "Um, Wufei…did you just say…'eh', in a passable Canadian accent?"
Wufei's expression turned vaguely sheepish. "...I suppose I did," he admitted, turning to pay for their order.
"Hmm, I'll file that away for future use. But right now, let's eat! Wanna teach me how to use chopsticks?"
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tbc...probably. Finished? Maybe. ^_^
Ahhhh, the refreshing insanity...
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Date: 2004-10-04 11:36 pm (UTC)yep lots of fun where you guys are......productive fun and intresting fun and
BUNNY!
*runs and hides*
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Date: 2004-10-04 11:37 pm (UTC)