Damn me to the fifth level of Hell! I can't believe that I've been reduced to watching him from the shadows like this!

How my ancestors would laugh! Chang Wufei, crouched behind a barrel in a mobile suit hangar, watching in fascination as the object of his affections makes repairs to his suit. Isn't this dignified?! And yet how much worse would it be if I actually spoke to him and admitted it?

I had always been fascinated by him- he didn't seem like the right type for a Gundam pilot. He was too happy, too vivacious, too damn noticeable with that braid of his! Yet he was as effective, if not more so, than any of the rest of us. It didn't take long to see that the stupid face he wore was a front for the world to see and believe in.

And then, on the Moon… I couldn't believe it when he was thrown into the cell with Yuy and myself! And that he had come so close to accomplishing the mission…

I didn't hear until later about the way he had been captured- he omitted that S was the one to beat him so viciously, and how he had taken it without making a sound. Then again, it wasn't the sort of thing he'd think about- his mind was already on the future and the mobile suit he had to survive to pilot, as soon as it was completed.

I'll admit that my fascination with him grew from that point on- I watched him, just as I'm watching now. I watched and learned.

And what did I learn? Simple- there's far more to Duo Maxwell than he lets on about. More than even Yuy knows about, and those two are the best of friends, no matter how often they get into arguments with each other.

For example, Heero doesn't know that Duo has a secret passion for poetry. He doesn't know about the book in the right internal cargo hold of Deathscythe- an old anthology with everything in it, from Shakespeare sonnets to 20th Centrury song lyrics. But I've seen him pull it out and sit for hours before, when he thought he was alone, reading away with glowing eyes…

There's so much to him- even now, as I watch him moving around, singing to himself as he works, I feel a small smile tugging at me and I don't resist the temptation- he always hums the James Bond theme as he services his cloaking system. I should know- I've been watching and listening for months.

But he turns suddenly and his sharp eyes scan over everything around me- I freeze. Has he seen me? Does he know I'm here?

Apparently, he heard something. "Whoever you are, you either come out now, or you're leaving in a box."

And he would shoot first and ask questions later- any of us would, and with good reason. I wonder how I'm ever going to explain my presence here, as I step out from behind the barrel and the numerous crates.

His eyes have gone wide again in surprise. "Fei? Whatcha doin' out here, man? It's way past your bedtime," he teases me.

It is late, but if he can be up… "Past your bedtime, too, Maxwell."

He swats at the air, holstering his gun quickly. "Nay- you know me-I won't sleep for long, anyway. I might as well do something productive!" He throws me a look, though. "You never answered my question."

Damn him- he *would* refuse to be side-tracked. "I wanted to know what you were doing."

He cocks an eyebrow- I wonder if he knows quite how cute he looks like that… "You seem awfully interested by what I'm doing, then, because you watched me yesterday and the day before that, as well."

So he has been aware of his audience! He at least knew that it was a friendly set of eyes, rather than the enemy! But how… "You are an interesting subject, Maxwell."

He snorts at that. "Geez, Wu! Talk about making me sound like a science project! Is that what all this is- I'm like a penicillin experiment, or something?"

I shake my head. "No, baka! That's not what I meant…"

"You've probably been testing some kinds stuff on me- it's in my food, right? And it's supposed to make me grow another head or something…"

I'm annoyed- it's even worse, knowing that he's enjoying seeing me all worked up like this! "Then I'd have to listen to twice as much of your idiotic babbling. I think not."

He stops short- now I've done it! I'm a true idiot of the highest order at times- this is one of those times, most definitely. It takes a lot to hurt Duo's feelings normally, but he looks so… so disappointed. So wretchedly sad and… isolated? Is that what I'm seeing in his eyes?

He turned away from me and back to the wiring in front of him. "Sorry, Wu. I'm sorry." He starts working again, silently this time, completely ignoring my presence.

He's sorry? What for? He didn't screw up- I did… didn't I? "Why are you sorry?" I ask.

He doesn't turn around. "I always say the wrong things, and that's why you don't like me. I should learn to shut up."

"But you were…"

He sighs heavily and his head drops forward on his chest. "It's no wonder someone like you wouldn't want anything to do with me."

Is that what he thinks? "Don't say such stupid things…"

A bitter laugh. "That's all I ever do, Fei. Stupid. Baka, Idiot. I'm all those."

I need to remember to watch what I say to him- I know deep inside that he means it, and he feels that he's been pushing me away, when it's been the other way around. But does that mean… that he wanted to get close to me in the first place? I reach out and spin him around to face me. "You are *not* an idiot or a fool! Damn me for not being able to say what I mean."

His face comes up- I've never seen vulnerability in his face before, and it unsettles me. He's always been the overconfident one- the guy who knows exactly what he's doing and how he'll do it. He's never allowed himself to show fear or pain in front of us- well, in front of anyone but Heero- but he's letting me see it now. In fact, he almost looks ready to cry as he asks me, "Will you tell me what you meant to say, then? Drop the masks and just say it?"

My mouth is dry and my heart is beating wildly. It's time for me to admit to it, to tell the truth, and it scares the Hell out of me. "I was watching you…because I couldn't help it. Because I wanted to. Because I think about you all the time, and even watching you from the shadows like a thief gives me more pleasure than being alone."

His eyes are wide and bright as he stares into mine- those eyes are so beautiful, and yet so wise beyond their years. "I've dreamed of hearing you say that, Chang Wufei."

I don't think he's ever addressed me by my full name before, but then again, I've never seen him this solemn, either. "You… you have?" I ask, feeling as though the world will begin to spin around me any second now.

He finally smiles, and it's like a ray of light breaking into the hangar. It should be illegal for any one person to be so disgustingly beautiful! "Jesus, Wufei! Why do you think I pick on you so much, why else would I always try to spend time with you and get to know you when you never seemed to want me around? Because I couldn't help it, either!"

You know that you live in a screwed up world when you tell the person you love that you love them without ever using the words, and then that person does the same right back at you. Even so, I could no more resist him after hearing that then I could swim in the Sun. I lunge forward and capture his lips in a kiss.

He immediately folds into my touch as my arms come around him and pull him tight against me, his lips opening beneath mine as my tongue sweeps into his mouth, his own tongue flicking lightly over my lower lip as he purrs into me. His arms are around me, strong hands stroking over my back and upwards towards my neck- he releases my hair from its ponytail and I groan as I feel his hands sliding up into it, holding my mouth even more tightly to his.

I pull back from him, trembling, and I actually feel a smile blooming on my face. Euphoria singing in my veins- I had just kissed Duo Maxwell. And that he could love me back… It seemed almost impossible. Leaning in again, I press my lips to his throat, smiling against his flesh as his head lolls back against the armour plating of his Gundam, allowing me full access to him.

I control myself, though- he deserves better than to be ravaged in a mobile suit hangar, far better than that! Still, I rub my hips forward into his, letting him feel how aroused I am by him and feeling his arousal in turn. I lean forward and whisper to him, my tongue flicking out to tease the lobe of his ear, "Maybe we should take this someplace more comfortable." I suck his earlobe into my mouth, teasing it with my tongue.

He shivers against me, and it is all I can to do hold back. "I… I tha-think that w-would be a good idea," he stammers, leaning heavily against me. I smirk as I wrap my arm around his slender waist- all this play has left him as weak as I feel!

We somehow make it to the safe house- it is completely silent, since the others are all fast asleep. We steal up the stairs to my room and shut the door behind us-

I am on him the second the door closes, kissing him possessively as he melts into my arms, pressing him back against it and grinding into him roughly. He moans my name as our lips break apart, breathing raggedly as we stare into each other's eyes. But there is one thing I want- "Duo- let your hair down for me?"

He smiles breathlessly and reaches down- he peels the grey t-shirt off his body, slowly revealing the well-developed muscles of his abdomen and chest. He drops the shirt to the floor, forgotten, and then reaches back-

Duo's hair defies description. Even held back in its braid, it is a thing of beauty, but as it cascades around us- I can clearly smell the vanilla spice conditioner he uses on it- it's like warm, silky strands of amber that cocoon us, drifting lightly on the slight breeze from the open window. My breath catches-

He can't possibly know how beautiful he is, with his wide, round eyes and flowing hair, glowing skin and firm muscles, flushed face and parted lips… I simply reach out and touch him, running my hands over his chest, like a blind man, trying to memorise everything about him, simply through touch. My hands bury themselves in his hair, and I lift some of it to my face, inhaling deeply before letting it drop back down, like a whisper of air over our skin. My fingers dance over his face, enjoying the smooth, soft skin and the warmth of his lips. I brush his hair from his face and slowly lean forward to lightly brush my lips against his.

He whimpers, and I catch him as his knees buckle, lifting him into my arms to carry him to my bed. His breath is hot against my neck as he whispers, "Fei… wo ai ni, Wufei…"

*I love you.* I shouldn't be surprised that he knows how to say it in Chinese, but I am. Something tells me that I could live an entire lifetime with him, and he'd still find ways of surprising me. I set him down and peel my own shirt off before joining him, straddling his hips as I kiss him again.

I moan his name as his hips thrust upwards and our groins are once again pressed together, hardness against hardness. We are pressed together from knees to lips, and I can feel him struggling beneath me, a delightful pout on his lips as he reaches for the ties of my pants and lets them loose.

His hands slide over my skin as he pushes the pants down- warm, strong, callused hands sliding over the skin of my rear and again rocking me forward against him. Duo's lips and tongue dance over my pulse as he tastes my neck, licking his way down to my collarbone, nipping and sucking gently as his hands slide back up over me and then down my front.

I gasp as his fingertips brush over my nipples and he squeezes, and he laughs lightly. "Fei, so sweet and beautiful…"

I almost growl as I reach for the fastenings of his jeans- I pull myself away from his ministrations to caress him as I pull the zipper down with a sound like a sigh. I reach inside-

He moans, his head falling back onto the pillow as my hand closes around his hardened flesh, stroking him as I watch ecstasy washing over his face. His body almost glows beneath mine with a sheen of sweat, his hair spread around us…

I begin to kiss my way over him- I want to taste all of him, to worship every inch of him, my mouth latching on to one of his sensitive nipples as I feel his hands buried in my hair again and he's moaning, "Dear God, Fei- that feels so good…"

I chuckle against his skin. "That's just the beginning, love." Still caressing his chest with my hands, my mouth wanders lower, tongue tracing along the contours of his muscles. He gasps and whimpers as my tongue dips into his navel, and I feel the muscles of his abdomen contracting beneath my hands. I take pity on him.

His cock is as perfect as the rest of him, and I run my tongue along its underside before I quickly suck him into my mouth. His hips jerk, but I was expecting that. He is moaning my name now as I bob my head and begin to suck gently.

His hands are clenched in the sheets as he fights to keep from screaming out in pleasure- I watch him as he writhes underneath me. He is erotic given form, and I feel my own cock throbbing painfully at just the sight of him.

I have a sudden image of the flesh in my mouth plunging deep into my body- I moan around him as every muscle in my body thrills to the idea. Yes. That is what I want, and I want it now.

I release his cock and crawl back up his body, rubbing every inch of me against him wantonly. It feels so good, and then when he grabs me and kisses me hungrily- I feel his reaction as he realises that he can taste himself on my tongue…

Still straddling him, I settle my body over his hardness and will myself to relax as I push down…

Duo exhales sharply as I begin to slide down onto him slowly, allowing him to stretch me as I move. My eyes roll back into my head as his cock touches that special spot inside of me- his hands grip my hips to guide me…

Fully seated on him, I feel a flash of incredible pleasure as he growls, grabbing hold of me and flipping us both, handily. The weight of him on me is incredibly exciting- I moan loudly as I feel him withdrawing from me, only to thrust back in. the sensation of being filled is … All I want is more of him, and I whimper as he begins to thrust harder, deeper. "Duo- please! More, yes…"

A hand wrapped around my own throbbing, neglected hardness and pumping in time with the thrusts into me- he feels like fire and silk against me, his mouth on mine, his tongue imitating our other joining as I feel it happening- Oh God…

White heat blanketing my mind, and I can only focus on one thing-him. Duo. Inside me. Completing me. I scream as I come, spurting on our chests and his hand, and I hear his cry as well-

Filling me with his essence, claiming me as his own.

Spent, he collapses on top of me, panting for air, his hair spread over us like a blanket, our bodies still joined.

As we remember how to breathe, I make no protest as he withdraws from my body, as much as I would have wished for him to stay there forever. I gasp as I feel his tongue on my- I look down to find him licking my come off of my body, like some kind of great cat. It feels so good that I laugh out loud and pick up his hand, sucking it off his long fingers and licking my lips before he leans over and kisses me again.

He rests his forehead against mine, and his breath tickles me as he says, "That was absolutely incredible, love. Thank you so much…"

I put a finger to his lips. "No reason to thank me- I enjoyed it thoroughly, as well, you may rest assured."

He laughs as his arms come around me and he eases himself down next to me. I relax back against his chest, and I feel a thrill as he kisses the top of my head and hugs me tight against him. "I love you, Wufei…"

"I love you, too, Duo, and I'm glad we got this out. Just one thing…"

I can imagine the smile on his beautiful face. "What's that, love?" he asks, kissing my temple.

I pull one of his hands to my lips and kiss it. "I get to be on top in the morning."

He laughs again, squeezing me gently as he settles comfortably with my body moulded to his. "Deal."

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