Making Love to Death (Part 5)
Heero woke at daybreak, the sunlight streaming in through the window
across the room, Duo still clenched firmly in his grip. Duo's face
was more serene this morning, so much more gentle and Heero took the
time to study it, noticing the scars and bruises were beginning to
fade. He reached up to Duo's forehead and gently brushed Duo's bangs
away, allowing nothing to obstruct the amazing view of his lover's
Smiling down at Duo, Heero leaned to Duo's forehead and gently touched
it with his lips, leaving them there momentarily, a small sound of
pleasure escaping his lips, as he hesitantly withdrew his mouth.
Duo stirred lightly in his arms, Heero loosening his grip slightly to
allow his movement.
"Mmmmm......Heero, don't let go." Duo whispered
"I have no intention of letting you go, Duo....ever." Heero responded,
tightening his grip even further.
They lay that way for some time, enjoying the warmth of the morning
sun that fell across them. Silent and smiling, tangled in the sheets,
their bodies making contact, the two lovers more than grateful to be
back in each other's arms.
Some time later, reluctantly getting out of bed, Heero assisted Duo in
making his way to the bathroom, this time, following him inside the
Duo stood in front of the small white sink, his hands grasping its
cold, hard edge for support and looked into the mirror, a distance in
his eyes that Heero found unsettling. Duo's gaze was empty as his
eyes searched his reflection. Heero could see the displeasure on his
"Hmmmmm..........I see a bath in your future, Duo......your near
future." Heero said playfully, as he stood behind Duo, still intently
gazing into the mirror, not exactly smiling at his very grungy and
bruised reflection. Heero's arms lovingly encircled his small waist,
"You feeling up to it now, Duo ?"
"Yeah" Duo replied, somewhat absent mindedly as he continued to study
his reflection, turning his head slightly from side to side, gazing
intently at his battered face, his hand coming up to touch any of the
numerous now-forming scars, his attention focusing mostly on the
enormous gash across his forehead extending downward to his right
temple. "Yeah, Heero, sounds great." he smiled.
Heero started running the bath water and left Duo alone to finish his
morning routine in privacy.
Heero returned shortly with a fresh pair of pajamas, a bottle of
shampoo, a washcloth and a towel to find Duo standing naked in the
middle of the tiny bathroom, his hair unbound, the yards of gauze lay
in a loose pile at his feet. "I'm ready, Heero." he grinned.
Heero couldn't contain his laugh. Even though Duo looked amazingly
gorgeous standing naked before him, his hair tumbling gently down his
lanky frame, he had that all too familiar mischievous twinkle in his
eye and that evil Duo grin on his face.
It was no simple task getting Duo into the large, old, claw-footed
bathtub. It was high and Duo's cast had to remain dry. Heero lifted
Duo up and put his good leg into the tub, then gently lowered him down
to an almost seated position, his cast-laden leg, coming to rest on
the edge of the tub. Duo lowered himself into a fully seated position.
Heero grabbed the bath towel and folding it twice, placed it under
Duo's injured leg.
"There....How does that feel ?" Heero asked.
"It's great Heero, thanks !" Duo smiled weakly.
The water was very warm and Duo laid back, closing his eyes to revel
in it. Heero grabbed a cup and began wetting Duo's hair, his hand
resting on Duo's forehead assuring no water dripped onto his face.
Pouring a large puddle of coconut shampoo into the palm of his hand,
Heero began slowly massaging it into Duo's thick hair, mindful of the
cuts on his forehead. Heero was in no rush to finish this task, he
was lost in the feel of Duo's hair sliding between his fingers.
"Mmmmmmmmm.......that feels *so* good, Heero !"
"I'm glad, Duo" said Heero "It's going to take me a while to get all
of this blood out."
Duo closed his eyes, almost falling asleep, totally engulfed in the
sensation of Heero washing his hair. His fingers lightly massaging
Duo's scalp, every few minutes Heero grabbing a handful of his hair,
rubbing it between the palms of his hand. Duo opened his eyes only
briefly as Heero began rinsing out the shampoo. "Done already, Heero?
I was hoping that it would take a bit longer." he smiled.
"I can condition it if you want, Duo." Heero winked at him.
"Maybe tomorrow, Heero." Duo smirked.
Heero handed Duo the soap and the washcloth, not wanting to be *too*
presumptuous, and sat back on the tile floor, his arms grasping his
knees, now drawn up to his chest, his eye's fixed on Duo. Rubbing the
smooth white bar against the washcloth, then putting the soap into the
holder on the tile wall, Duo brought the cloth up and guided it
cautiously over his neck and shoulders, wincing slightly as he grazed
over some of the still sensitive areas.
"This isn't as easy as it looks, smartass." he replied, seeing Heero
covering his mouth, stifling a giggle.
"My ribs are still *really* sore, ya know." Duo reminded him
"Ai" replied Heero "I almost forgot Duo....sorry." he apologized.
"Heero.....?" not waiting for a response, Duo continued "Would you
mind ?" offering the washcloth toward Heero's direction. "It would be
a lot more enjoyable if lifting my arms and moving wasn't so painfully
difficult." Duo commented, quite seriously too, Heero noted.
"Mission Accepted" Heero responded, standard monotone intended, then
Heero took the washcloth as Duo stretched his arm to offer it to him
and reaching for the soap, began his *ahem* mission.
Heero ran the soapy washcloth over Duo's bruised chest, careful not
too press to firmly, then pushing him forward slightly, Heero gathered
Duo's mass of hair and placed it over his shoulder to lie on his
chest. Heero continued sliding the soapy cloth over Duo's back,
eliciting a low moan from a very happy Duo.
Reaching over for the soap again, Heero was now face to face with Duo,
who had leaned forward. Their faces only inches apart, their eye's
locked. Duo leaned forward further and pressed his lips against
Heero's very surprised, but not unappreciative mouth. Grabbing
Heero's face, Duo slipped his tongue into Heero's open receptive
mouth. Heero responded in kind, his hands reaching upward to softly
caress Duo's face, his tongue responding hungrily to Duo's. Heero
felt his body go limp as Duo forced his tongue further and further
into his mouth. Heero's hands now abandoned Duo's face as he reached
behind Duo's head, possessively pulling Duo's delicious mouth as close
as he dared, the movement of their tongues quickening.
Moaning lowly into Heero's mouth, Duo broke the kiss, coming up for
much needed air. Never taking his eye's off from Heero's sensuous
gaze, Duo roughly slid has hand up the back of Heero's shirt, stroking
his back, then kneading the soft flesh below his ribs, Heero falling
forcefully into Duo's touch.
Now more forcibly pulling Heero, toward him, Duo vocalized his body's
need "Please touch me, Heero." he breathed into Heero's ear. Heero
shuddered with anticipation and placing a sloppy wet kiss on Duo's
neck, slid his hand into the warm water, seeking out and capturing
Duo's now fully hard erection. Wrapping his hand firmly around Duo's
hardness, Heero stroked him gently at first, his grasp tightening as
Duo suddenly thrust his hips upward, insisting on more, his head
thrown back and upward, his mouth open.
"Ahhhhh......Heero" Duo moaned "Ohhh......Harder Heero, please touch
me harder." his voice throaty with longing.
Unable to resist his lovers demand, Heero tightened his grip and
increased the pace at which his hand was seeking friction from Duo's
throbbing member, now finding a steady rhythm. Duo's hips matched the
rhythm, causing him to cry out Heero's name, his voice sensuously
deep. Feeling his own need and totally lost in Duo's heavy breathing
and cries of pleasure, Heero leaned forward and covered Duo's mouth
with his own, squeezing his fist tightly, pumping Duo's cock with
renewed urgency, sending Duo nearly over the edge.
Arching his back, his hands gripping the edges of the tub, Duo forced
his hips completely out of the water, allowing Heero the extremely
erotic pleasure of watching his hand stroke Duo's rock hard member.
Duo's eyes were closed tight, his mouth moved, but there were no
words. Now totally immersed in the sensation, Duo called out his
lover's name over and over with intensity. Heero's body was no longer
able to control itself, as his free hand slipped inside his spandex
shorts, seeking out his own erection, stroking it roughly.
Heero watched intently as his lover's body convulsed in pleasure and
Heero soon felt Duo's thick warmth surround his hand as Heero found
himself dangerously close to taking the that same leap into mindless
oblivion. Never allowing his eye's to stray from Duo's now flushed
face, Heero tightened his grip and pumped his own hardness twice more,
Heero threw his head back, bringing himself to a shuddering climax,
calling out Duo's name as he covered his own hand and stomach with his
Heero collapsed breathlessly onto the edge of the tub, his arms
hanging loosely at his sides.
Finally opening his eyes, Heero saw that Duo was leaning over the
tub's edge, his hand lightly trailing down Heero's chest in search of
Heero's hand. Bringing it slowly to his lips, violet and cobalt
locked into a stare, Duo licked Heero's salty fingers, tasting his
lover, his tongue seductively licking his lips, savoring every last
"Mmmmmmmmm......that was nice, Heero." Duo purred "*Very* nice."
"MmmmmHmm" Heero agreed, his body still spent, now sprawled across the
bathroom floor, a very satiated look in his cobalt eyes.
Feeling somewhat renewed in body and spirit, Duo had decided against
wearing another pair of pajamas.
Heero sat on the edge of the bed, cutting off one of the legs of Duo's
pair of jeans.
"Duo !" Heero almost yelled, "You have to work with me here !"
Duo lay nearly naked in the center of the bed, clad only a pair of
black silken boxers and his mass of wet and tangled hair. Heero,
wearing only his black spandex shorts, was carefully straddling Duo's
shirtless torso, facing his feet, his hands clutching the waistband of
Duo's black jeans. Duo was unsuccessfully attempting to wriggle
himself into the jeans that Heero held out before him.
"Ahhhhhhh.....They're just too tight dammit !" Duo screamed "I
can't get them on !!"
"If you would just stop wiggling your cute little ass around for a
Duo giggled, wiggling even more. "Heero....... I thought you *liked*
my cute little ass ?" Duo asked, his voice dripping with faked
"I do like it, Duo, but right now it's being
counter-productive......Now hold still !" Heero reprimanded him "I've
almost got them on."
Heero climbed off the bed as Duo buttoned and zipped the jeans.
"Thanks a lot, Heero !"
"Hm. I hope you realize that you are sleeping in those jeans tonight,
Duo " Heero winked.
Making his way back over to the bed, Heero reached into the nightstand
drawer and pulling out Duo's brush, turned to Duo "Ready ?"
Duo was all smiles.
Heero sat behind him and started working through the tangled mess
"Hmmmmmm....perhaps I *should* have used conditioner."
Duo sighed "Sorry, Heero. I can brush some of it out." he added,
reaching his hand back to grab the brush from Heero.
Heero jerked his hand away "Nn.......S'ok Duo, I really miss doing
this." Heero replied softly.
"Heero...I'd like to leave my hair down today." Duo said softly, his
eyes closed, his body totally relaxed as Heero ran his fingers
through his hair.
"Ai" Heero responded lightly, the vision causing him to smile.
Heero casually tossed a white t-shirt on the bed in Duo's direction,
before heading for the door. "I'll be right back...gotta get some
Returning several minutes later and plopping himself down on the bed,
Heero turned to Duo "Okay, arms up !"
Duo obeyed, lifting his arms as high as he could.
Heero's left hand held one end of the gauze on Duo's chest, as his
right hand brought the roll of white fabric behind Duo's back, pulling
the roll and tightening the strip.
Duo giggled. "That tickles, Heero."
Heero wrapped the roll around his chest again, this time lower.
"Heero...." Duo giggled. This time, his body moved slightly with his
"Duo, sit still." Heero ordered
"I'm trying to Heeeero, but you know how ticklish I am !" Duo reminded
Heero nodded in agreement
Heero continued wrapping his ribs tightly, smiling to himself as Duo
continued his giggling softly, almost under his breath.
Grabbing the white t-shirt, Heero held it out toward Duo as Duo slid
his arms in, Heero pulling it down over Duo's head, smiling at the
glowing face of the boy before him.
Duo looked down at his neatly dressed self and leaned forward to hug
Heero. His arms tightly locked around Heero's neck. "Thanks, Heero,
feels really good to be clean and dressed and *not* wearing pajamas."
"Duo ?" Heero called several minutes from across the room, waiting
till Duo turned to face him "I noticed you aren't wearing your
Duo lowered his head.
"They took it off in the hospital." Duo told him. "It's in the
Seeing Heero cross the room, his hand reaching to open the nightstand
drawer, Duo called "No, Heero. Leave it there please."
Downstairs, Heero could hear the other three pilots. From what he
could gather, they were in the kitchen. Glancing over at the clock on
the dresser, Heero noticed that it was only 9:00.
"Hey, Duo ?" Heero questioned "Are you feeling up to going down to
join the others for breakfast this morning ?" Not wanting to push Duo
into anything he wasn't ready for, yet thinking it a good idea, Heero
continued "Might be a nice change of pace from breakfast in bed."
The look on Duo's face let Heero know he was a little hesitant, but
nonetheless, he replied smiling "Sure, Heero." which he immediately
followed with a small frown, then continued "How am I going to get
down the stairs ?"
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