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"Whatcha doing?" Duo asked as he bounced into the kitchen.
It was well past midnight and Quatre, Trowa and Wufei had long ago gone to bed. Duo woke and, missing his lover, had gone out on a reconnaissance mission to find his AWOL partner.
Heero looked over from the table where he sat wearing only a tee shirt and cotton boxes. His face lit up at the sight of his koi. "I wanted a snack." he replied with a smile.
Duo paused observing the bowl sitting before Heero. Leaning over he let his intent gaze fall on the bowl's contents. "Oh ice cream." he almost purred, "I love ice cream especially chocolate." he added taking a seat.
A frown infringed on Heero's smile. He sadly observed the twinkle in Duo's eyes as they lingered, in a quite lustful way, at the tempting frozen delicacy. "I'm sorry this is the last of the ice cream but I'm more than willing to share." He scooped up a heaping spoonful and offered it to Duo.
Duo unashamedly wrapped his mouth around the spoon quickly devouring the sweet treat. Pulling back his let his tongue encircle his lips to make sure he got every last bit.
Realizing how much the simple pleasure meant to his partner, Heero decided he wanted to share not only the ice cream but also the pure gratification of eating it with Duo. He scooped out another plentiful amount and copied exactly Duo's enthusiastic style. Again showing great zeal in the mere act of eating Heero pulled the spoon from his mouth producing a soft pop from the suction.
Heero's obvious enjoyment plus the strange sound caused Duo's eyes to widen before he let a light giggle float from his throat. Of course this delight was more than enough reward for Heero. He dug into the bowl and invited Duo to partake once more.
"Wait a minute," Duo said leaning forward bringing his face closer to Heero's, "I think you dribbled." he grinned moving nearer still. With a quick dart of his tongue Duo licked off the leftover ice cream clinging to Heero's mouth. Then a short pause preceded a centered caress of lips on lips.
Heero took the hint opening his mouth to allow Duo's insistent tongue to slip inside. Duo slid his arm over his lover's shoulder drawing him closer as their tongues taunted, teased and tasted the essence of ice cream.
"Mmmmm." Duo moaned, the lip lock not permitting any actual words. Finally he leaned back making certain his tongue's tip tickled over Heero's bottom lip on the way out.
"That was delicious." he announced, "Yes," he nodded his head slowly, "even better with an ice creamy aftertaste. More." he begged with a devilish wink.
Now Heero displayed a smirk of his own as an equally wicked idea vied for his attention. Without warning he shoved his finger into the cold bowl and deposited a generous dollop of ice cream on the end of Duo's nose.
"Hey!" Deathscythe's pilot exclaimed caught totally off- guard. "HEERO!" he exclaimed completely surprised by Heero's spontaneous flirtation that was so much out-of-character for the normally stoic Perfect Soldier.
Heero didn't miss a beat, "Wait a minute I think I must have missed your mouth." he declared with a hint of sarcasm. "But how I could have missed such a big target is beyond me. You don't think I'm slipping do you? I mean my aim couldn't be that far off." he teased bringing his hand up to cup under Duo's chin.
Duo didn't protest as Heero flicked out his tongue expertly removing the stray ice cream in a single swipe. "No I believe my aim is still sure." he decided with a wide grin.
Now Duo interpreted Heero's actions the only way he could: A Challenge!
Seeing the mischief on his lover's handsome face and reading the unmistakable gleam in his clear amethyst eyes, Heero immediately went on the defensive. Grabbing for the bowl he over extended his reach and nearly fell out of his chair.
Duo took advantage of his partner's precarious position. With a skillfully fluid countermove the swift Shinigami intercepted Heero's hand and used the captured body part to pull Heero into a strong and quite unyielding embrace. "Got ya!" he proclaimed before making an earnest attempt to deliver the most passionate kiss possible.
The sensual kiss was right on target and easily produced the desired affect...Heero surrendered without a fight. Deepening the kiss Duo used the distraction to further take charge of the "Battle of the Ice Cream".
While both of Heero's hands were occupied as they became entangled in Duo's braid Duo placed one free hand behind Heero's head making sure the seductive maneuver kept Heero's mind where it belonged and not on his next move.
With stealthy cunning and practiced precision, the street-smart American engaged his Gundam training and moved in deliberate degrees towards the unguarded bowl. Then in one smoothly calculated motion his other hand closed around the ultimate battle prize. With a throaty victory growl, Duo broke the kiss leaving his enamored lover breathless and, for a rare but fleeting moment, entirely helpless.
In the throes of his unbridled carnality Heero realized to late his inattention to duty. His momentary detraction craftily brought to fruition by his koi's sneaky actions, in which he displayed not one bit of remorse, had been carried out with the greatest of ease.
The realization that Heero had lost came seconds before Duo grabbed up the alluring ice cream and made a hasty retreat to the floor. Then with nimble quickness both the bowl and the elusive Shinigami disappeared under the table.
Now Heero was held in a state of awe as he firstly recovered from Duo's blatant thievery and secondly as he wonder why Duo was under the table and not making a beeline for the kitchen door. Surely Duo knew he was within easy reach...well within the Perfect Soldier's attack range. Why go to all the trouble to set up a distraction and grab the goodies if Duo hadn't plan to make good his escape?
That was strange behavior even for Duo. Was the mysterious but still oddly enchanting conduct meant to be yet another way to drive Heero crazy while trying to guess Duo's eccentric motives?
Suddenly Heero's mind went from wondering to wild as he felt Duo's body come up between his legs centering himself with uncomfortable but welcomed pressure against Heero's increasingly alert manhood. Sucking in a sharp breath from the unpredicted assault, Heero could do nothing but grab onto the table as his entire body bowed against his seat.
"DUO!" Heero gasped as he felt Duo's undaunted fingers catch hold of his waistband. He involuntarily flinched as a steady but sensuously slow pull lowered his boxers giving Heero's cotton clad erection amply room to expand.
Heero could only let out a low groan. Using his white-knuckled grip on the table for leverage he lifted his hips to let Duo slip the freed boxers over his slim hips until they clear his bare feet.
It was all Heero's could do to stifle a much more demanding moan that erupted with enough force that it would surely wake the household if not contained. A hoarse whimper rose on panting breaths and Heero closed his eyes in a fit of pure ecstasy. Hot hands enfolded about his throbbing member. Then with a firm fondling Duo employed a series of repeated strokes sliding from base to head and back again with torturous timing design to bring Heero to the brink.
"Oh Duo." Heero sighed thrusting his hips forward to meet with zeal each metered caress. "Please," he begged as Duo kept to his tormenting pace, "I going to come and I don't want this to end." he declared, his body saying one thing and his mind saying another.
"You want me to stop?" came the muffled question from under the table.
"Not completely." Heero answered through winded breaths as sweat glistened on his toned chest, "I just want you to slow down."
He could hear Duo shuffling beneath the table but the tabletop prevented him from seeing what his lover was doing. After a moment that was too agonizingly long, as Heero's quivering manhood anxiously pleaded for more attention, Heero could only speculate as to what Duo could be planning. This unknown factor was both intriguing and frightening.
Knowing Duo's unpredictable nature Heero quickly decided he had better make sure he had a good grip on the table. His self-advice soon proved to be accurate.
"DUO! WHAT IN THE HELL!" Heero shouted as something cold, wet and extremely sticky drizzled over his taut erection.
At that chilly moment Heero did not care at all if his fellow pilots heard his loud expletive. Several more curt curses poured forth as the frigid liquid ran down the entire length.
"Dammit what are you doing?" Heero inquired growling through clenched teeth as he tried to see between the table's edge and his shaky legs. All that could be seen was tousled chestnut hair and shadowy eyes as Duo stared back up from the gloom.
"Doesn't it feel good?" Duo responded in a sarcastic tone that was virtually bordering on sadistic amusement.
Heero took in a deep breath and held it for a moment as the cool moistness began to be warmed by his elevated body heat. "Yes but what did you do?" he asked once more as the unthinkable notion of food abuse slowly crept into his mind. "Duo, you didn't?" The next question came but Heero already knew the answer.
Duo's bright expressive eyes peered up at his lover with a wanton gleam that spoke volumes about his passionate intentions, "I knew that was some other good use for ice cream." he purred as the tip of his tongue licked its way around Heero's goo-drenched erection.
Heero just held on to the table for dear life and enjoyed the ride.
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