T-shirt
Topic: Heero is away on business
Title: T-shirt
Genre: Sap, Romance, Hentai, lime, songfic
Pairing: implied 1x2....2x2...1x1
Summary: Heero is away on business and Duo feels needy.
Disclaimers: I don't own GW or this song that I'm borrowing for the moment


It had been four years almost since the war ended. Yet here I was, on edge and unable to enjoy the hard earned peace. Why? Because my lover had been gone for about four months and a half trying to round up the last of the weapons of war and destroy them. We’d been together months before peace was even a thought or hope in us. We were only fifteen fighting a war neither of us had hands in starting. For the longest I wondered ‘why us?’ I mean, we deserved to have a childhood just like everyone else.

He hadn’t had a childhood as far as I knew. All he remembered was training to be the ‘perfect soldier’ and weapon. Gods, if J was still alive I’d kill him. He’d suppressed my lover’s emotions and feelings to the point that he wasn’t anything but a shell practically. It took me a year to break through the hard exterior of Heero Yuy, former pilot of Wing Zero, pilot 01, terrorist and assassin. But most importantly, the man I wanted to spend the rest of my life with and he didn’t die.

I’ve had a lot of experience on losing people I loved. I was street rat on L2 where whoring and drug dealing were practically legal and normal. I’d met Solo, Sister Helen, most of my childhood friends and ‘family’. They’d all died. Do you know how hard it was to admit I’d fell in love with Heero after all of that? I was convinced that I was Shinigami in the flesh and everyone I loved was cursed to die.

He was everything I needed in my life. He was levelheaded to my impulsive, quiet to my constant chatter, he was best listener anyone could ever find, and he knew and understood my monsters. After all he had his own as well.

I was sitting brooding about yet another day I didn’t have my Heero with me. Of course he called everyday. It helped me not worry if he was dead or anything but it didn’t help….other things. I have a libido after all. I’m nineteen going on twenty for fuck sake! Can you imagine having to go to bed to cold sheets every night?

I was close to going insane with need. That was probably why I was sitting around in one of his t-shirts. It was one of the ones he sent up from where he was. He said he’d be back within a week and was going to send more of his clothes back. The one I had on had managed to avoid being washed. I could smell him on it and it wasn’t helping my neediness. I wanted, no, needed him to be here with me or I was going to get blue balls. So I got an idea. *I* called *him* this time. It was approximately three thirty which meant he was probably in the process of dialing home anyways. He was very prompt.

It rung twice before he picked up. “Hello?” Just hearing his voice made me tingle all over. He had a lazy Japanese-American accent now. The monotone had been lost in the past after staying with me so long. I wanted to see him but that wasn’t part of plan.

Hey babyI wish you could see what I have on right nowYou so sexyImagine howIntense it would beTo hold me right nowOur song's playing


“Hey, lover.” I greeted him. I could almost see him smirk.

“Hey,” He greeted back. His tone dropped down to a husky baritone that did wonders on my half hard cock. “How are you?”

“Are you alone?” I asked him before I answered his question.

He paused only a moment. “Yes.”

“Well, to answer your question, I’m feeling…needy.”

He did that sexy chuckle thing and it took all of me not to just turn on the vid-feed on the phone. “I’m sure I can help you with that.” He purred. I bit my lip. I was so incredibly hard that it hurt. Only he could do that to me. His voice alone was enough.

At night, when you're far and I'm aloneI feel the fabric from your t-shirt flowingThrough my thighsI can still hear your baritoneIn my ear, telling me you'll take it slowAnd I was in the mirror playing rolesLike you were hereI couldn't turn me onSo I fell asleep with the music onWoke up again hearing the same old song playing
I shifted where I sat feeling the feel of his t-shirt moving over my skin. I wanted the fabric to be his hands instead. “Heero, you know you’ve been gone for almost five months now.” I said conversationally. I heard him move apologize. He always apologized. I didn’t want him to tonight. I stopped him before he started by saying what I had to. “And I’ve been celibate the whole time….do you know how hard it is?”

“I’m sure it’s pretty hard.” He breathed. I picked up on the double meaning. I stifled a moan. “I’m going to make love to you as soon as I come home, Duo.” He purred. The promise got a soft moan from me. He chuckled again.

(Oh) Give it to me deeper(Oh) You're giving me the fever(Oh) Now you got my feet upThis one is a keeperNow the second verse is playing
“How do you plan on making love to me, lover?” I asked breathlessly. My hand reached over and hovered over the vid button. Just a little longer. I could hold out a little longer.

“I plan on pushing deep inside your body, Duo.” My eyes rolled back. My hand glided down my thigh. “Are you touching yourself, love? Can I see?” My hand hovering over the vid-button finally dropped. The image of Heero sitting there in all his almost naked glory almost made me come. I could see the bulge of him under the small towel he was wearing.

He stared back at me. Even over the phone, I could see the lust in those deep cobalt blue eyes of his. His brown hair still looked damped, still unruly though. My eyes roved over his body. He’d gotten a tan. It made his skin look like it was glowing bonze bordering on gold. There were hints of scars here and there. I knew each and everyone of them having run my hands and tongue over all of them. I came back to his eyes.

“How are you going to make love to me, koi.” I asked him again wrapping my hand around my aching cock. I hissed lightly at the pleasure/pain jolt the touch caused. I pictured my hand as his own.

He stood letting the towel fall to his feet. His length stood proudly against his belly. I licked my lips as I eyed it. I wanted to taste him so badly. He gripped his arousal and began to pump is slowly.

Now the second verse is playing

(Oh) Only trying to stand up(Oh) Hold me whilst my hands up(Oh) Then the music gets offNow he sees my shirt offI'm thinking to myself again

“I’m going to kiss every inch of your body.” He whispered. His hand stopped at the base of his cock and squeezed before trailing up his shaft. I mimicked his movements bringing my other hand up to go over the flat planes of my chest and stomach. I stopped to pinch my nipple and moaned for him. I watched the shudder go through his body/

(When you're not here)I sleep in your t-shirt(I wish you were here)To take off your t-shirt(After we make love)I sleep in your t-shirtWake up in your t-shirtJust to smell the scent of your cologne


“I’m going to wrap my mouth around your cock and suck you until you come.” I shuddered at that. Heero gave the best blowjobs I’d ever experienced. Not that I experienced many. I lost my virginity to him in both senses and he’d done the same. “Then I’ll slip my fingers into you as you recover to prepare you to take my cock.”

My hand drifted down to my opening. I paused to roll my balls and brush over that spot just behind them. I moaned again. I heard Heero moan as well. I lifted my leg and angled my hips so he could see. I circled my entrance with my pointer finger and shivered at the sensation. I pushed the first knuckle in and stopped. “Shit…”

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“Hold on.” I stood awkwardly and walked as fast as I could to get a tube of lube. When I came back, Heero was seated again fisting him patiently. It was the most delicious scenes I had ever seen before. He was a wet dream come true.


(Boy I need your help)To take off your t-shirt(After we make love)I sleep in your t-shirtWake up in your t-shirtJust to smell the scent of your cologne

“Is that my t-shirt, koi.” He asked as I sat back down. I blushed and nodded. “I hope you plan on wearing another one of my t-shirts when I come back….so I can take it off of you.” I bit my lip.
”Anything you want, lover.” I told him. I took up the position I had before “Now where were we?”

Outside, I hear the rain on my window pane
Hold up thought I heard your name
My mind is playing tricks on me again
I hear knocks at the door, is that my baby home?

I dabbed a bit of lube onto my fingers and reached down to my entrance again. My head lolled back as I pushed the first finger in. I wanted to hurry this up.

“Go slow, love.” He told me. I whimpered but did as he said. He continued to fist himself. His other hand went down to roll his testicles. “Find your prostate, love.”

I added a second finger and searched for it. When I found it, I moaned and called his name. Stars danced before my eyes.

“Again.”

Why couldn't it be reality?
Look at the clock and it says 4:03
At nine you'll be arriving on a plane
And we'll be making love and hearing this song again

“Heero.” I whimpered. I spared the clock a look. We had less than twenty seven minutes before he had to go to sleep. Where he was, it was night time. About ten at night or something. I never paid attention to the time difference thing.

“Take your time, love.” He told me. “Add a third finger; prepare yourself for my cock, love.”

I added a third finger finding my hips rock as I fucked myself.

Oh, give it to me deeper
Oh, you giving the fever
Ohh, now you got my feet up
This one is a keeper

“Push deeper, koi…I want to feel you.” He begged me. I moaned loudly and pushed as far as I could. If he had asked me to fist myself I would’ve done it. I found my prostate again and jumped. “Keep stabbing your prostate.”

Now the second verse is playing

Oh, hold me and try to stand up
Oh, hold me while my hands up
Then the music gets up
Fantasies with shift up
I’m thinking to myself again

Heero’s hand started to speed up. I matched his speed with my own imagining his hips thrusting in me. I panted and gasped until he finally stiffened. Seeing him about to fall off the edge was enough to push me there as well. My hand moved rapidly over my length. I screamed his name and came all over my lap and some of his t-shirt.

He let out a strangled cry as well. I watched dumbly as his essence spilled against his washboard abs. Our hands kept moving until both of us were completely milked of all we had.

When you're not here
I sleep in your t-shirt
I wish you were here
To take off your t-shirt
After we make love
I sleep in your t-shirt; wake up in your t-shirt to smell the scent of your cologne

I think I dozed off afterwards because when I opened my eyes, he was in a pair of pajama pants. He looked slightly amused. Probably at my expense too. I moved and found that I was sticky. “Damn, I’ll have to wash this.” I said.

“I’ll send some more t-shirts for you, love.” He said. “Just make sure to save one for when I come.”

“You already did.” I mumbled. He laughed merrily and I joined him soon. “You just stay safe.” I told him throwing all joking aside. His eyes went serious as well though a smile still tugged at his lips. That smile had a lot of work, blood, and tears put into it to get it where it was now. That went for the open expression of love in his eyes and the laugh we just shared. I did that for him. I’d opened him up and he’d opened me up. I didn’t have to be the jester for him or Shinigami and he didn’t have to be the Perfect Soldier or a killer any more.

“I’ll stay safe, Duo.” He told me. “I love you.”

“I love you too.”

Boy I need your help
To take off your t-shirt
After we make love
I sleep in your t-shirt; wake up in your t-shirt to smell the scent of your cologne

He smiled one last time. “I have to go.” He said mournfully.
”I know. Call you tomorrow.”

He leered at me. “I’ll be looking forward to it.” With that he terminated the connection.

I sighed feeling vaguely better and vaguely emptier than before. I stretched and removed his t-shirt throwing into the hamper. I said a small prayer as I went to the bathroom to wash up. Please don’t let that silly curse I believed in be real. If I lost Heero, I’d join him naturally or not. I loved him too much.

I showered for half an hour taking the time to wash my hair and just relax. When I got out, I went to bed. Heero would be home soon. I wanted to be rested for him.

Oh, oh, oh
Boy I’ve been waiting
Oh, oh, oh
Got my body shaking
Oh, oh, oh
You’re so deep, baby please, and take it easy
Oh, oh, oh
Look at your face and got my heart racing, you're so deep baby please take it easy

Keep it right there
Wait, wait, and yeah keep it right there
You're driving me crazy




Owari

A/N: What do you think? The song is from Destiny Child’s cd called Destiny Fulfilled. I thought it would be good for this fic. Tell me if it was otherwise.