~So you say
I'm too quiet
Holding things
Up in my head~

Duo giggled wildly and slammed the glass back down on the table. "I am *so* wasted right now, and I don't care!" he announced loudly to anyone who would care to listen. Unfortunately, no one else was in the safe house to hear him except Wufei, who attempted to glare blearily at Duo.

"It was *your* idea to do shots while playing this stupid game, Maxwell," he reminded curtly. Well, he tried to reply curtly, but his own giggles were ruining the effect. "You know damn well that you're lousy at card games."

The braided pilot of Deathscythe giggled again and displayed his cards. "Well, I got a full house this time, Wu-man," he purred, grinning at the Chinese youth across the table from him. Wufei glanced at the cards, shrugged, and grabbed the last full shot glass on the table, downing it quickly before dropping the glass to the floor. "Well, that was fun! What are we gonna do next?"

The two boys were the only ones without missions for a change, and so had decided to pass the week doing their own thing while waiting for the others to return. Unfortunately, a freak snowstorm that was well on its way to becoming a blizzard had ruined those plans, forcing the pair to remain house bound for the duration. At first they avoided one another, but Duo decided he wanted company. And Wufei was ill at ease to disappoint the braided baka for some reason that he wasn't quite sure of himself.

Which led them, pretty much, to now. They'd been playing poker all evening (Duo had been adamant about it being poker, even though Wufei had drawn the line at strip poker[1]), the loser doing shots of tequila after every hand he'd lost. So it stood that Duo was blazingly drunk and Wufei, though much more proficient at cards than the other boy, was well on his way to being lit up like a Christmas tree himself[2].

Duo frowned solemnly (well, as solemnly as someone giggling can manage) and banged his head on the table. After several minutes of thumping his head on the table while chanting 'think-think-think'[3], he shot up in his seat and smiled brightly. "Oi, Wu-chan, you ever play Truth or Dare?!"

Wufei quirked an eyebrow and shook his head no. "Sounds like a stupid game to me[4]."

"Aw, c'mon, Wu-chan!" Duo pleaded. "It'll be fun!"

"How do you play?" If it would make the braided idiot happy, Wufei would gladly agree to strip poker at this point[5].

"Okay, it's simple," said braided idiot replied, sweeping one arm out to clear the cards (not to mention several empty shot glasses) off the coffee table. "If you choose 'Truth', you have to honestly answer whatever question I ask you, no matter what. If you choose 'Dare', you have to do whatever I dare ya to do. Then we switch. I remember playing it at Maxwell Church once." Duo's eyes lit up at the memory.

~I say so much
But you don't buy it
I don't want to wake up
Alone in my head~

Wufei considered this, then nodded. Bear in mind that they are really, *really* drunk at the moment--I think if Duo had suggested drag racing their Gundams in the snow, he would have readily agreed! The violet-eyed boy smiled brightly and leaned over the coffee table.

"Okay, you go first. Truth or Dare?"

"Truth."

The wicked grin that crossed Duo Maxwell's face would have normally been a signal for the pilot of Shenlong to make a break for it. However, he was a bit incapacitated at the moment. "Do you ever fantasize about any of the guys?" he asked, the grin still firmly in place.

Wufei blinked. "Huh?" he asked intelligently[6].

"You heard me! Do you ever fantasize about any of the guys?"

"... yeah." Duo's eyes widened.

"Who?!"

Wufei shook his head and grinned. "Uh-uh. It's my turn to ask the questions. Truth or Dare, Maxwell?"

Duo thought it over. He didn't think Wufei was capable of asking anything that would shock him; then again, he wasn't sure what the other teen would come up with for a dare. "Truth," he finally said with a shrug.

"Have you ever made out with Heero?"

Had the American pilot been drinking anything, he would have choked at the frankness of the question, not to mention the wide-eyed innocence with which it had been delivered. Wufei tilted his head to one side and patiently waited for Duo to snap out of whatever trance he'd slipped into and answer the question.

"No, but not for lack of trying on my part!" he said cheerfully after a minute, then began to giggle again. "Truth or Dare, Wu-chan?"

"Truth."

"Do you fantasize about Heero?" The braided boy was dying of curiosity. The truth of the matter was, he'd entertained his *own* fantasies involving the normally stoic Chinese pilot, but never acted on them. So, naturally, he wanted to know who his possible competition was[7].

Wufei snickered and shook his head again. "Not my type. Truth or Dare?"

"Truth."[8]

"Which one do you want to kill more: Treize or Zechs?"

"No contest. Zechs just so I can take that goddamn stupid mask off him!" Both boys found this highly amusing, and spent the next several minutes giggling. Somehow, Duo still managed to ask, "Truth or Dare?"

Wufei actually seemed to stop and think this over for a moment before answering, "Dare."[9]

The braided pilot grinned wickedly. Of course, still being drunk off his ass, Wufei didn't register that fact until after the dare had been given: "You have to describe one of your fantasies. You don't need to name names, but you have to go into detail."

~Oh say that you'll never go now
Don't go
Don't go~

Wufei blinked, suddenly feeling a hell of a lot more sober than he actually was. "Na-na-nani?"[10]

"One of your fantasies. In detail. *Now*."

He closed his eyes, swallowing in an attempt to get rid of the lump that had suddenly formed in his throat.

With this thought in mind, he slowly began to speak, eyes still closed. Duo leaned forward, grin still in place--maybe he would learn something useful.

"It's just the two of us, I'm not even sure where we are. The others are gone-- a mission or something, I'm not sure about that detail, either[11]. But it's just him and me. I look at him, he looks at me, and the next thing I know, we're kissing. Not a gentle kiss, but one of those deep, passionate, soul kisses that leaves you breathless and wanting more. We break apart slowly, but then his mouth is on my skin, trailing from my ear and along my neck."--he unconsciously trailed his hand lightly along his neck, tracing the path he spoke of; Duo was enraptured, attention focused completely on the intoxicating[12] boy seated across from him--"moving lower with each kiss until I'm ready to beg for more of that touch, beg for him to do whatever he will to me. I know I won't resist him, even though I keep him at arm's length during the daylight hours. He pushes me down, but he's gentle; he teases me mercilessly until I'm crying, wanting more than just his hands on my body and his sweet kisses. When I don't think I can take much more... he takes me. He feels so good, so *right* inside of me, moving against me and taking me closer to the edge with every thrust. I rise to meet him, moving in time. I never want it to end; I long for release; I cling to him as we both cum. Then I wake up." The Chinese boy slowly opened his eyes, but still didn't look up at his fellow pilot. "And in my waking hours, I keep those dreams close to my heart, and wonder if he could possibly want me as I want him." Those velvet black eyes finally raised to lock with Duo's, and the braided pilot could see the rush of longing in them for just a moment. "Truth or Dare?"

Duo thought to himself even as he drew in a shaky breath and whispered, "Truth."

~I tend to think
I'm getting nowhere
I drag it out
Whenever I can~

"Who do you fantasize about, Duo-kun?" Wufei asked softly.

Duo screamed at himself mentally. [13]

The Chinese pilot climbed up onto the coffee table and sat down directly in front of Duo, knees on either side of the braided pilot[14]. "Answer the question," he admonished, a small smile forming on his lips.

"Is it too late to pick Dare?" Duo asked hopefully. His response was a slightly broader smile and a decidedly wicked gleam in Wufei's eyes. "Never mind, I'll stick with Truth! Anou... what was the question again?"

"Who do you fantasize about? Who haunts your dreams and your waking hours? Who do you want to fuck?" That particular word rolling off the Chinese boy's tongue took Duo by surprise; it also made him very much aware that there was no possible chance of anyone walking in on them....

The American pilot tilted his head to the side, then grinned wickedly. He rose up to his knees so he could look the other boy in the eye before answering. "You. Your face, your eyes, your body... do you have any idea how fucking hot you are?"[15] Then, without allowing an opportunity for the other boy to protest or make any sort of reply, Duo leaned forward and kissed him.

~Someday
I'll get back there
And find the world
You dropped from your hand~

To his surprise, the other teen didn't try to pull away from him[16]; instead, he made a soft sound in the back of his throat and leaned into the kiss, parting his lips slightly in silent invitation. Duo took him up on that offer, slipping his tongue into the yielding mouth beneath his. Their tongues waged a brief battle for control, twining together with a sensuous ease that was both frightening and erotic. Wufei finally pulled back slightly, gasping for breath.

"Why?" he asked. "Why me?"

Duo placed a light, nipping kiss at his throat, earning a whimper of pleasure from the other boy. "You fascinate me," he replied, marking a trail of warm, wet kisses along Wufei's collarbone. "Ever since the first time I saw you, I've wanted you." He stopped speaking then[17], concentrating instead on seeing how many different sounds he could coax from the Chinese youth.

He pressed another searing kiss onto the slightly smaller youth's lips, hands working their way up underneath Wufei's tank top[18] as he pushed him back onto the table. Duo ran his fingertips lightly over his new lover's chest, pinching one nipple lightly and earning a small gasp. Smirking, he sat back and yanked the shirt off the other teen, then lowered his head and took the other one in his mouth. Wufei whimpered and lolled his head back, wondering for one brief maddening moment if he was only dreaming. Duo continued to nip and suckle on the nipple, mimicking the same motions with his left hand. With his right hand, he slowly traced patterns on the Chinese youth's stomach.

"Du-duo," Wufei gasped, arching up into his lover's teasing touch. The braided youth lifted his head to lock eyes with the other boy, and was pleased to see the desire burning within those velvety depths. The want and need was evident.

"Hai, Wu-chan?" he purred in response, dropping a butterfly kiss on the muscled abdomen and earning another throaty moan from the Chinese teen.

The request was simple, one that Duo'd been longing to hear ever since his first dream about the beautiful pilot of Shenlong: "Take me."

~Oh but some things you'll never show now
I know
I know~

It took only a moment for Duo to undress them both [19] and move the action to the couch [more comfortable than the coffee table, and they can avoid rugburns!]. Wufei whimpered softly and pulled the braided teen down for another searing kiss, pressing the length of his body against his lover's in invitation. Duo moaned softly into the kiss, his hands running along the Chinese boy's sides to his hips. Breaking the kiss, he shifted his body so that he was kneeling between his lover's thighs and took him in his mouth. At the same time, he slowly pressed one finger, then a second, into the sheath of his body. Wufei rolled his head from side to side. The pain of being stretched was belied by the feeling of Duo's teeth and tongue--gods, but that boy had a talented mouth! He cried softly; his dreams couldn't compare to this at all.

Wufei's whimpers and pleas soon became too much for the braided pilot of Deathscythe to ignore. Shifting position once again, Duo lifted one of his lover's legs to his shoulder. He leaned down for another deep kiss, then entered him with one fluid motion. Wufei squeezed his eyes shut, barely biting back a cry of pain. Duo remained still for a moment, dropping soft kisses to the Chinese boy's lips and whispering words of comfort. Then he slowly began to rock into the tight body beneath him. Shenlong's pilot dropped his head back and cried out softly. The pain had been exquisite in its own right, but it paled in comparison to the wave of pleasure that fell over him as Duo's length brushed against *that* spot with every thrust. He wrapped his free leg tightly around his lover's waist and clung to him, urging him deeper into his body. The braided pilot began to thrust faster, breath coming in short gasps. They moved faster against one another, unable to speak. Their cries and moans filled the room as they came closer to release.

~Watch you coming up
Out on top now
Watch you coming up~

With a sharp cry, Wufei came, shuddering violently under the force of his climax and clinging to Duo. The braided pilot came moments later, moaning his lover's name as he spilled his seed into the still-shaking body beneath him. Duo carefully pulled out of the Chinese boy and collapsed on top of him, kissing him softly and almost reverently. He had sobered up a bit during *ahem* the course of the evening, and wasn't sure what would come next. If he hadn't been absolutely sure before, he knew for certain now that he was in love with the Chinese pilot. He couldn't help but wonder...

"Why?" he asked softly, not realizing he'd spoken aloud until Wufei answered.

"Because I wanted to. Because I wanted you to."

The words were spoken almost as softly. Duo lifted his head slightly to regard the other teen. Their eyes locked, and the truth was clear between them. It didn't need to be said, had never really needed to be said; the mutual attraction had been obvious to everyone except for them.

"Wufei...?"

The question was cut off with a passionate kiss. When they finally broke apart, the Chinese pilot softly said, "I've wanted you for almost as long, Duo. Wo ai ni."

Duo blinked, then smiled slowly. Pulling the Chinese teen into his arms again, he whispered back, "I love you, too, Fei-chan."

They lay quietly in one another's arms for a long time, finally drifting off to sleep sometime in the early morning hours.

~I need a lot of you
I want a lot of you
I need a lot of you
All of you~

OWARI

~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~^^~~^~~

[1] Calm down, guys, there'll be plenty of skin later, I promise!

[2] Yes, I've been that drunk. Why do you ask? ^_^

[3] Duo: O_o How the living hell did you manage to work a Winnie the Pooh ref into this thing?!
R'oko: I'm just good like that ^_^

[4] Aw, but it's so much *fun* when you're drunk! Ask anyone! Plus, maybe it'll loosen you up a little....

[5] I can just see Chaos bursting into the safe house at this point and taking them both up on that offer....

[6] Let's see how alert *you* are when you've done no less than thirty shots of Tequila in one setting.

[7] Naturally. So you *aren't* just a hentai?

[8] Damn, you two are boring tonight!

[9] Make it a good one, Duo-kun! We're all counting on you here!

[10] You heard him, Chang! Share!

[11] Oh, sweet irony

[12] You're already intoxicated....
Duo/Wufei: Quiet, onna!
R'oko: *giggles* Kawaii, they did that in stereo!

[13] Exactly: fucking. Gee, that was a hard question to answer.
::Duo snickers at R'oko's word choice::
R'oko: Hentai ^_^

[14] Boy, he's really tempting fate here, isn't he?

[15] Gee, how romantic!
Duo: I never lie, remember?
R'oko: I know, but still...!
Wufei: I don't mind.
Mousse: You wouldn't.
Heero: ... can I watch?
Tsubasa: Ooh, me too, me too!!
Duo: O_o Kami-sama, R'o, do you have your entire *harem* here makin' comments?!
R'oko (blinks innocently) Who, me?

[16] Mousse: That's because he's hot for *you*, baka!!
::R'oko giggles--her influence has begun to rub off onto her harem::

[17] Wufei: Yeah, put your mouth to some other use!
Duo: O_O!!!
R'oko: My sentiments exactly!

[18] Is he ever NOT wearing a tank top?
::Duo and Wufei both smirk::
Anou... forget I said anything....

[19] I.E. ripping off their clothes and worrying about it later...
Wufei: That was my favorite shirt, too...
Duo: You can tell the difference?!