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Object Fetishes: Chill (5/6) (2xH)
by Haemi (ladyhaemi@yahoo.com)
Pairings: 2xH
Rating: NC-17 for hot sex
Warnings: PWP
Spoilers: none
DISCLAIMER: Gundam Wing and Endless Waltz belong to big, rich studios (Sunrise, TV Asahi, Bandai and Sotsu Agency), not me.
It was a hot, sweltering day. Heat waves distorted the air above the paved junkyard as Duo and Hilde sat in fanning themselves underneath the canopy of an oak tree in Hilde's backyard. Duo took a long, continuous gulp from a tall glass until he sighed in completion, "This is the life, babe- kicking back, catching the breeze, drinking ice cold lemonade with my girl."
"Excuse me, your girl? I'm my own girl, thank you very much," Hilde retorted pertly in mock offense.
"Mmm," Duo cocked head as he pretended to think about that. "Nope. You're all mine, especially this part," Duo concluded, hauling Hilde into his lap and nuzzling her neck.
"Stop that!" Hilde exclaimed, catching her lower lip in half-aroused exasperation. "It's too hot to be doing anything," she chastised as she scrambled out of his lap.
Duo sighed heavily, casting a covetous glance over the gentle curves of Hilde's chest as she settled to lie on her back. A sly gleam entered in his violet eyes as a sudden idea struck him. He picked up his lemonade glass and poured a liberal amount of the sweet yellow liquid down Hilde's front, plastering her thin white blouse to those very interesting curves.
"Aieeeeeee!" Hilde shrieked, jumping to her feet and peeling the sticky material away from her chest as Duo rolled in laughter. "Duo Maxwell, you are going to die RIGHT NOW!" She dove headfirst at Duo, engaging him in a fierce wrestling bout that had a quick end as Duo caught up Hilde's wrists in one of his hands and leveraged his hips securely over hers.
"Hilde babe," Duo chided with a wriggle that shot straight to Hilde's loins. "You shouldn't wear wet white shirts if you've decided to go Amazon," he leered suggestively at the dark puckers showing through the now-transparent material. Hilde flushed in response, her nipples tightening further in response to his next words. "In fact," Duo murmured, "you might as well be naked." He then deftly unbuttoned Hilde's shirtfront with his free hand, peeling away the damp fabric with as much care and eagerness as if he were unwrapping a chocolate truffle.
"Yum," he whispered as he ducked his head to suck on a dark pink nipple. "Tastes so good- Hilde with a dash of lemon." He licked his way over to the other peak, swirling the tight bud with his tongue. While his mouth was thus occupied, he released Hilde's wrists to reach for something with his right hand.
Freed, Hilde thrust upwards and sideways with her lower body, upsetting Duo's perch, and rolled on top of him, reversing their positions. Shirt hanging open, she grinned triumphantly down at him until she noticed his cockiness hadn't dimmed a bit. Eyes narrowing warily, she then noticed what he held in his right hand- a cold cube of ice.
Hilde gasped and bowed her body backwards when Duo traced the outline of her sensitive nipples with the cold substance. He then sucked on them with his hot tongue, alternating cold and hot sensations with a deftness that soon brought her to an unbearable level of arousal. "Duo," she moaned, squirming so that the hardness she felt below her rubbed her responsive clitoris through her soaking underwear.
"Just a minute, babe," Duo panted as he slid his left hand under her skirt to claw at her frail panties until they gave way. He fished for another ice cube as he stimulated her, gliding his fingers in and out of her wetness. Soon his other hand joined, running the melting ice around and down her glistening folds, dipping briefly in and out of her warm chasm, inducing keening gasps of delight.
Hilde tore frantically at the drawstring to Duo's pants, hooking into the boxers and removing both items- soaked with her own liquid- to free his stiff, jutting appendage. Duo abandoned the ice cube to grasp her hips with both hands, raising her above him until her waiting cleft dangled just above him, brushing the engorged head of his shaft.
"Duo, please," Hilde whispered, rubbing her palms over his flat brown nipples. Duo shivered, and slowly lowered Hilde onto him.
She quivered all over, feeling him stretch her tightness until she rested on his lower body. She hissed at the full and filling sensation, and clenched around him as she was swamped by a wave of desire.
Duo thrust upward in response, buttocks flexing as he plunged into Hilde's wet depths. Over and over they pushed and pounded, thrusting and taking harder and faster strokes. Duo stiffened and spilled deep into Hilde's womb, causing her to also scream in ecstasy as she rippled around him.
Spent, Duo lay boneless on the grass while Hilde toppled onto him, breathing heavily. Suddenly, he felt her shake while he was still inside of her. He lifted his head in alarm, only to be met with twinkling eyes as Hilde said, "Duo Maxwell, God of Iced Lemonade." She laughed as she added, "And I'm the Priestess of Sticky Situations Caused by Worshipping Aforesaid God."
Hilde's teasing reminder of their somewhat soiled state, along with the tingling sensations ensuing from being inside of a chuckling woman, caused a renewed gleam to enter into Duo's eyes as he said, "How about you be a Goddess of Hot and Steamy Showers?"
"You're on. Last one there has to shampoo the other's hair!" was the reply, as Hilde eased off of him and then sprinted towards the house, half-dressed. Duo, wearing only his shirt, grinned and sauntered casually to the open door, thinking, She doesn't know yet that I'm also God of Slick and Fragrant Shampoo...
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