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Cloneness (GW, 2x1)
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Warning! this part has one big lemon. rawrr. *loves on Sera*
Same as always, you see something weird, typo, strange misplaced word, yadda yadda, you tell me. thank you ^^
Heero sat in his corner, awake despite his best efforts. He had tried to sleep earlier, and had managed for some time, but then he had been plagued with weird dreams and woke up. He had a feeling he might have been dreaming of Duo, because he knew no one else with hair that long.
He also had a hard on that even thinking of rats didn't make go away. He didn't know what to do about it. He was so hard it was starting to feel uncomfortable, rather than just plain weird.
He would have asked Duo for help -- he knew about stuff like that -- except that the other man was asleep in his little partitioned area, secluded away from the main room where the kids slept. From observing the children, Heero knew that the area was strictly off-limits, even more so now since it was where he kept the canned food as well as the guns. But he wasn't going to get back to sleep before he took care of that problem.
He tried touching his erection, but the reaction was so intense it scared him, and he didn't dare do it again. He hesitated a second, then went to Duo's corner, hissing a little when his groin rubbed against his fly. Now he understood the need for underwear a lot better; the cloth of his pants was painfully rough.
He stopped by the screen, wondering how long it would take for Duo to feel his presence and wake up. He didn't go closer, not wanting him to think he was attacked.
Duo sat up, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Syl? Nightmare?" he muttered; Heero got the weird feeling that he wasn't awake yet. He waited a second longer, puzzled. You were awake or you were not, and when you were not you didn't talk. Count on Duo to turn that rule on its head.
Finally, the braided man blinked his eyes open, then squinted. "Who is it?" he whispered. The clone remembered that his eyesight was inferior in the dark.
"... Heero," he admitted.
"Oh. Come in," the man yawned and sat fully, blanket pooling in his lap.
Heero stepped closer warily, wondering if he was making a mistake. Duo had seemed very embarrassed to be discussing this with him the other day.
The scavenger made a hand motion. "Sit down, buddy... Tell me what's wrong."
Heero didn't dare obey. "I just..." he whispered, then thought thinks better of it.
"Hmm?"
"It's nothing. I didn't mean to wake you up," he added, stepping back. He felt vaguely panicked, though he couldn't have said why. He knew that Duo was very embarrassed by the subject and anyway, what could he do? Heero should have been old enough to handle this alone. It was pitiful that he wasn't. Maybe he hadn't tried to figure it out hard enough.
"C'mon, sit down, gettin' a headache lookin' up at ya. If yer gonna wake me up, ya might as well tell me why."
Fidgeting and feeling miserable, Heero admitted the truth. "It's just... thinking about rats didn't help."
Duo blinked. "Oh... Oh shit... Uhhh... Sit down. I mean it."
The clone tried to order his emotions. There was embarrassment and reluctance and ... relief? Yes, it was relief; Duo would help. He sat down, staring at the floor. From their discussion he had gotten the notion that it was very private and somewhat shameful, and he was really feeling inadequate for not being able to get by.
"So you're... I mean..." the braided man stuttered, glancing at Heero's lap unconsciously, and then ran a hand through his bangs. "The rats didn't work?"
Heero shook his head no, not meeting Duo's eyes.
"... Uhhh... Good thing you're not in the other room then. Did you try... touchin'?"
Heero nodded, just barely, and realized he was hugging himself as if for protection.
"... and...?"
"It's... too much." It wasn't cold. He shivered anyway.
Duo frowned at him, and Heero felt even worse. "What do you mean, too much?"
"Too much to feel. I just... for one second, it was as if the rest of the world and most of my brain had disappeared." He hugged himself tighter, and couldn't help but squirm a little, wanting more friction. But when he got it, it was too much once again and he stopped moving entirely.
Duo chuckled softly. "Yeah, that's about right. It's supposed to feel like that. That's part of why it feels good."
Heero shuddered. "It's scary," he admitted. "It's too much."
Duo scooted closer and put his hand on Heero's shoulder gently. "It's not that scary... you're just... you've never felt it before, like when I kissed ya."
Heero tensed under his hand; not that he minded for once, but it just felt way, way better than any other time he'd ever touched anyone. The scavenger started rubbing his back, and the clone caught himself leaning closer unconsciously. Half his brain was suggesting that he remove that person from his vital space, but the rest was demanding to lean even closer.
The conflict of impulses didn't get any better when Duo's arm slipped all the way around his back and he tightened his hold gently. "Hey, hey... it's no big deal..." His voice was soft, encouraging. Heero shivered, and nuzzled his shoulder hesitantly. He didn't even know what he was doing, but he needed to do it so much that it came anyway.
Duo blinked at him, visibly startled. "Uhmm... Heero?"
Heero shivered again. "I don't know what to do..." he admitted, feeling utterly miserable.
"Do ya... uhmm... wanna try... touchin' yerself again?"
Heero shook his head. He didn't dare; it had been so overwhelming last time.
Duo grimaced briefly; he was blushing. "... Look, it's not gonna go away unless ya do somethin' about it. Just... go at it until... until ya come."
"... I guess..."
Heero touched his erection through the cloth and had to bite his lip not to make a sound. Duo was still rubbing his back. It was sort of soothing.
"Shhh... ya can stay here, just try an' be quiet..."
Heero leaned back against Duo slowly, testing if that was allowed. The braided man supported him, but looked away. He seemed to feel guilty; Heero wondered why.
He touched himself again, but just had to pull back. He was so tense his shoulders were starting to hurt -- but then his erection was hurting too.
"What's wrong?" Duo asked softly.
"Too much," Heero replied, surprised when his voice came out as a whine. "... cold water?" he gasped out, desperate for a solution that didn't involve anything like coming into contact with his genitals again.
Duo shook his head. "Can't waste it... What's wrong? Why don't ya... " he whispered, and put his hand on Heero's chin and turned Heero's head to face him. Heero was aware that his eyes were wide and that maybe he sort of looked -- anxious, but he couldn't help it.
"Why d'ya look like that?" Duo asked him, confused. "It ain't nothin' to be afraid of."
Heero shivered. "... I'm going to lose control."
Duo stroked his back again. "That's the point. Is that so bad?"
"It's too much to control. I won't be able to. I can't..."
"You're gonna have to get over this somehow..." Duo said with a sigh. He paused for a moment, appearing to argue with himself, then with a great deal of reluctance, continued. "... d'ya want me to help?"
Heero looked up at Duo, caught by surprise. "You would? I thought it bothered you."
"It's just... well... weird. But... you're in pain," Duo stuttered, then snorted as he tried to put his reaction under control. "Not like stuff like this hasn't happened before."
"Like what?"
Duo shook his head. "Nothin'... just... sometimes guys do this. With each other."
Carefully, he slid his free hand down Heero's chest to rest lightly on his crotch. Heero couldn't swallow the weird little noise in time. He looked down at Duo's hand, for some reason surprised to see it there.
He waited a second for Duo to move, but he didn't and Heero couldn't stop himself from squirming.
Duo pressed his nose against Heero's hair, in a surprisingly soothing gesture. "Ssshhh..."
He palmed Heero through his pants, rubbing slowly so he could get used to the feeling. Heero closed his eyes slowly. He turned his head, his cheek brushing Duo's jaw. It felt-- weird, still, but -- it was better when he knew that Duo knew what he was doing, and that he was ready to catch him.
Duo started rubbing a bit firmer. He shifted Heero into his lap, one arm around his chest, the other palming his length. Heero abandoned himself. He felt unexpectedly safe. It was good to have Duo take charge, it meant that he could relax and let Duo do it. He didn't have to stay alert, to keep track of what he was doing, what was going on.
Duo slowly unfastened Heero's pants, slipping his hand in to cup Heero's flesh, touching skin to skin. Heero swallowed a loud moan. It was a little scary still, but he trusted Duo.
"Sssshhh... stay quiet..." he whispered into Heero's ear, breath whispering over Heero's skin as he started pumping with long strokes, building up speed to get him off. The clone tilted his head back, offering his neck instinctively. Duo shivered against him as Heero grabbed his shirt and bucked in his hand. The braided man started to croon softly into Heero's ear, speeding up his hand.
"... don't be afraid.... it's okay... ssshhh... doesn't it feel good...?"
"Stop," Heero managed to gasp out, breathless. "Too good. Stop." He tried to regain his normal breathing pattern, but it was almost impossible.
"It's supposed to be like that... just let it happen, Heero."
"... too fast..."
Duo mercifully slowed down, but continued to touch Heero. "You have to let go..." he whispered. "It's SUPPOSED to feel like that... just let it happen."
Heero leaned his head back on Duo's shoulder, eyes closed. His skin was flushed and his back kept arching to follow Duo's hand. And he couldn't stop and he had no control over his own body and it was the best, most terrifying thing he'd ever felt.
Slowly, Duo built up speed again. He held Heero close with his other arm, hand flat against Heero's chest. As if knowing how much of a lifeline it had become, he continued to whisper encouragements into Heero's ear, urging him to let go, to just feel, to not be afraid as he stroked faster and faster. Heero twisted on his lap, his hand clenching on the one of Duo's arms that was around him. Vaguely, he remembered not to squeeze too hard.
Duo kissed Heero's temple softly. "Shhhh... it's okay... it's okay, Heero... just let it happen... let it come..."
Heero gasped as he felt himself close to coming and gave Duo a faintly scared look. Duo pressed his forehead against his. "... do it, Heero... I'm right here... come for me now..." He tightened his hand a bit more, sliding over Heero's slick length, and it was enough. Heero shuddered hard as he came, moaning softly.
Eyes closed, drifting between wakefulness and a state of mindless bliss, he rested his head on Duo's shoulder. It felt like all the bones in his body had turned into jelly, and he was warm inside in a way he'd never experienced. For a long while, there was only that very nice buzz -- and a sort of peace... and then slowly, reality came back. He opened his eyes slowly to look up at Duo, not removing his head from his shoulder.
Duo kept petting Heero a bit before releasing him. He cuddled him with his free arm, kissing Heero's temple again. Heero mumbled softly, liking it. His uneasiness with close contact was coming back slowly, but as suicidal as the attitude was, right now he didn't want to worry about vigilance and watchfulness. When Duo shifted their positions and lay Heero down, covering him with the blanket, he let the man move him, unresisting.
"... Better now?"
Duo found some scrap of cloth to wipe his hand on, then lay down next to Heero. For some reason he looked a bit uncomfortable. It had faded when Heero rolled on his side to face him, so he didn't ask.
"... thank you," he whispered, managing a little smile. He was kind of embarrassed, but also very grateful and relieved. Duo had helped, when he didn't have to, when it obviously made him feel uneasy.
"It's okay, Heero. Now ya know that it ain't so scary."
It was still a little bit scary, though, but not that much. It was a lot better than it was scary. Softly, Heero shared as much of it as he could name. "It felt. I don't think I know words for that. Very good. But better." He hesitated. There was something he wanted to ask, even though he didn't know why he was even asking. Another of these illogical things, most probably. "... Can I sleep here tonight?"
Duo nodded, and lay his arm over Heero. It should have felt restrictive, claustrophobic even, but it didn't. It wasn't quite comfortable, but he could ignore the nagging impulse to push him off easily.
"Thank you."
Duo grunted and pet Heero's back. "... sleep now."
Heero moved a little to get into a better position. It was good to sleep on a mattress; it had been a while since the barracks. He let Duo pull him closer so they both fit under the blanket, squirming slightly -- and felt something hard and warm against his thigh. It didn't take long for him to get it.
Duo stifled a moan, but not well enough. Heero stopped moving, his thigh still brushing Duo's erection. "...Duo..?"
"... don't move..."
"... okay. Do you need to come too?"
" It's..." Duo took a deep breath. "... it's okay..."
"Are you sure? It doesn't feel like you can still ignore it. Can you?" he asked, puzzled. Duo had felt very hard against his leg.
Duo let out a shuddering sigh. "I'll ignore it if I have to."
"Why? You don't have to," he replied, touching Duo's arm hesitantly. He didn't know how to touch him and so, just let his fingers rest lightly against his forearm. He hoped Duo would understand the offer.
Duo shivered, opening his eyes and looking at Heero. "... Heero..."
"Yes?"
Duo took a deep breath. "I helped ya to help ya... I'm not expectin' nothin' else. I just wanted ya to not be afraid."
"I know that," Heero replied, vaguely confused. "I don't understand why you should not have your problem taken care of when you just took care of mine."
Duo actually growled. "It's not your fault that I couldn't control myself. You're still new at this... I ain't gonna take advantage of ya."
"You helped me and gave me pleasure. I don't see how returning the favor would be you taking advantage of me. Or you can touch yourself, if you'd rather. I wouldn't know what I'd be doing very well, though I have a better idea now..."
Duo shivered and sighed at the same time, closing his eyes again, dismissively. "... Just sleep, Heero. You don't have to worry about me."
"You're not going to sleep well with that," Heero replied dryly, moving his leg a little. "And why would that be taking advantage of me?"
"B-because... it just is. You don't know what yer doin', an' I do... ya don't gotta feel obligated to help me."
Heero let his hand slid down Duo's arm to his stomach. He blinked as Duo tensed and he moaned softly. He wasn't very sure what effect it all had on Duo, but he didn't care, he had a mission. Deliberately, though a bit clumsily, he brushed his fingertips down the bulge in Duo's pants.
"I can't exactly remember what you did to me after a while, I hope you don't need it to be a certain way..."
Duo panted softly. "H-Heero... you d-don't have to..." he moved his hand to Heero's wrist to make him stop.
Heero looked at Duo in silence for a few seconds, serious. "Are you afraid I'll hurt you?" He softened his tone, but it still sounded vaguely hurt. "... are you afraid to lose control in front of me?"
Duo shook his head. "Not afraid of being hurt... just... I shouldn't do this... I shouldn't let you touch me..."
"Fine. It's your choice."
Duo closed his eyes. Heero didn't like it. He felt ignored. Dismissed.
"I won't take advantage of ya, Heero. Ya don't even know what it means."
"It's not because I didn't learn what it means that I'm a child. I'm perfectly healthy and nearly adult," he commented as he pulled his hand away and rolled on his other side, facing away from Duo.
He heard Duo sigh deeply, but didn't turn around, tensing up when a hand touched his shoulder.
"Don't feel bad. It's nothin' to do with you, it's my fault."
"... right. It's nothing to do with me. You just happen to not want me touching you."
"Awww man, don't tell me yer sulkin'. It's not about ya touchin' me, it's about how I feel about it."
Heero tried not to sound like he felt, angry and hurt. "It's fine. It's your choice." Maybe he disgusted Duo -- he wasn't even really human, just a killer clone.
"I just... _I_ feel like I'd be takin' advantage of ya. I really wanted to touch ya more, earlier, but I had to stop myself."
Heero shook his head no and didn't answer. Duo raised himself on one elbow. "Don't feel bad. Just touchin' ya had me hard, an' I can't help but feel guilty, understand?"
Heero blinked. "Why?"
"It's like..." Duo groaned. "... I was supposed to be helpin' ya... makin' ya feel good an' not be afraid. Weren't supposed to be about me."
"Can't it be an exchange?" Heero shot back, frustrated. "You give, I give?"
"W-well, I guess... but... this is like... yer first time even jackin' off."
"I'm not a child. I don't need you to be my caretaker. I just need tips on how to take care of myself. It doesn't mean I cannot pull my weight."
"I don't want ya to feel obligated to do nothin'."
This time the clone actually growled in irritation. "I didn't feel obligated, I just wanted to thank you. I wondered how it would be."
"Ya mean, to touch someone?"
Heero nodded, but looked away, deflating. "But it's okay if you don't want me to touch you. I understand."
"Well, I'm hard enough to pound nails right now," Duo replied in a funny voice.
Heero blinked, wondering why one would want to. "You would scratch your skin."
Duo chuckled. "... Slang, Heero. Slang."
"Oh."
"I could've ignored it before, but ya touching me a few minutes ago didn't help."
Taking it as rejection, Heero turned away again. "Sorry."
"Don't feel sorry. Touchin' a guy tends to do that. I liked it a bit too much, got it?"
"No."
"Huh?"
"I don't get it. What's 'too much' about liking something?"
Duo sighed. "Okay... when I was jerkin' ya off, it turned me on. I tried ta ignore it. Then ya touched me again, an' it was almost too much for me, especially since I wasn't expectin' to be turned on."
Heero didn't turn to look at Duo.
"I really liked it. Enough to keep goin' if I wasn't such a nice guy," the braided man continued, desperate to convince him.
"If you were nice you wouldn't--"
Heero clamped his jaws shut. He wasn't sure of the wisdom of admitting that.
"Eh? I wouldn't what?"
"Nothing," he mumbled. "Sleep."
Duo groaned and squirmed a little, trying to get comfortable.
"...You wouldn't mind me touching you," the clone finally whispered. "but you do."
Duo sighed. "It's hard to explain, one of those illogical things again. I would really enjoy ya touchin' me, but... inside it wouldn't feel right. Because... because I see ya as someone under my protection."
Heero snorted. "I don't need protection."
"Maybe ya don't, but that's how I feel," Duo commented as he put his hand on Heero's back again. "It's like... like if I touched one of my kids."
Heero sat up, glaring at Duo as he pushed the blanket off him. He could see the scavenger give him back a confused look, but he didn't wish to even try explaining what went through his head after that comparison.
"I'm going back to my corner. You'll deal with your erection however you wish. I don't care."
Duo sat up slowly. "I said ya could stay here, if ya wanted."
"I don't want to anymore."
Duo gave him an annoyed look. "Shit, are ya gettin' pissy just 'cuz I won't let ya touch me? I can't help how I feel."
Heero got up. "I said it was your right. I won't ask you to touch me again. I didn't realize you disliked it so much."
Duo reached out and grabbed Heero's hand. "Goddamn, yer a stubborn bastard, aren't ya?"
Heero wanted to pull his hand away, but he was afraid of hurting Duo if he did it too brutally. He made do with glaring daggers at him instead.
"Sit the hell down."
"You can't give me orders. You're not my sergeant," he snapped back. The open acknowledgement that he didn't have to obey Duo felt weirdly good; still, for some reason he didn't move away.
"No, I ain't, but it's makin' me dizzy lookin' up at ya and my hardon ain't goin' away."
Heero sat down, but kept his distance. "What do you want?"
Duo sighed, running his hand through his bangs. "I don't want ya to hate me."
Heero stared at him.
"Look, how many times do I gotta say that I liked what I did to ya? I've got a freakin' board between my legs 'cuz of ya. I like when ya touched me too. But now yer angry with me because I won't take advantage of ya, an' that don't add up to me."
Heero looked away. "Take advantage. Ha."
"What's so funny about it?"
"Either I'm just another child for you, or you just don't want to admit that you don't want my hands on you. But then I'm not even human, so I can't say I blame you. So it's fine. I'll sleep elsewhere. I don't want to risk moving during my sleep and ending up touching you."
Duo made a weird painful groan. "That's not it at all. You're more human than a lot of people I've seen lately, an' I know yer not a kid."
Heero wasn't convinced. He looked down at his hands, trying to put what disturbed him so much into words. "I'm ... just another clone. I'm not mature like a man looking my age should be. I'm not knowledgeable about anything. I'm not even real. And you treat me like a kid anyway, so it honestly doesn't matter if you know I'm not."
Duo put his hand on Heero's, and he had to fight not to pull it away. "This tells me that yer real... that you're even worryin' about this in the first place."
Heero snorted and looked away.
"How many of the other Soldiers just stayed behind to die? You've got yer own mind, you've proven that to me. And... it's hard to be noble. To not just let ya touch me. But I ain't one for usin' someone, like we talked about. Look... do you actually want to touch me? Or is it to be even with what I did for ya?"
"I want to." And he did. He wanted to so he could, not really be even, but-- to give a little of the same bliss he'd received.
"Why?" Duo asked softly. "Why would ya want to? There ain't nothin' in it for ya, since ya already got off.
Heero blinked. "... I just want to."
Duo looked at Heero intently, but he couldn't say what he was looking for. "Ya mean there ain't no logic to it?"
"I ...like... touching gently. I like being touched. It's just that sometimes, it pushes me into battle mode. But now I'm okay."
Duo knelt up, leaning close him. "How do ya know yer okay?"
"I don't hear the voice of my trainer telling me to gut you for leaning over me, for once," he replied, throwing a glare at the other man. Duo had to know what he was doing, leaning right in his vital space -- ehh? Duo had just reached out and was running his knuckles down the side of his face gently.
"I... know that I could hurt you, but there is no compulsion to resist," Heero continued in a softened tone, staring at Duo. It felt... interesting. A bit tingly. Visibly not threatening, despite the closeness to his eyes and nose. He rubbed his cheek against Duo's hand, his eyes still on Duo's.
"... god... yer amazin'..." the scavenger whispered, and slid his hand down Heero's cheek to his neck, thumb rubbing gently at his pulse. Heero shivered slightly, and couldn't say if it was nervousness or something else.
"... as long as ya wanna do it, ya can. I'm gettin' hard just lookin' at ya."
"... I can?" he repeated, surprised. He'd been so sure that Duo's decision was final.
"Ya can," Duo replied, weirdly cautious as he sat back with his legs spread. Heero raised a hand and touched Duo's stomach again, liking the way he felt Duo's body move under his hand, with his breath and his heartbeat and all these instinctive reactions. Duo inhaled at the touch, leaning farther back. His head tipped tips back, braid pooling on the mattress. Heero watched Duo's neck, feeling a weird squeezing feeling in his guts. It would be so easy to kill him, now. He was so vulnerable. He pressed his palm flat on Duo's belly, feeling Duo's hair tickling his hand.
"... go ahead..." Duo whispered harshly.
Heero couldn't help but run a finger through Duo's curls--himself wasn't very hairy, his body's main ethnicity and the hormone suppressant making the clones mostly hairless. It was interesting, that difference. Intriguing.
Duo gasped and pressed a hand over his mouth to keep himself quiet as Heero's wrist brushed against Duo's erection. He looked at it for a minute, noticing the differences, then finally closed his fingers loosely around his erection and slid his hand down the shaft.
Duo's breathing was fast and he was painfully hard, even though Heero had barely touched him yet. His eyes were closed tight, and his hand was still over his mouth, muffling his soft moans. His hips bucked into Heero's hand eagerly. Heero started pumping his cock slowly, making sure that he wasn't squeezing too hard. He caressed him, clumsily, but watching and learning to make sure to repeat what he seemed to like best. He wasn't going as fast as Duo had been, though; it was hard to rush when thinking. Duo whimpered softly, his eyes flashing open, and looked at Heero.
"... more... don't worry..."
"More how?" Heero asked, still amazed that Duo was letting him do this.
"... more... touch me... more... faster... tighter..." Duo panted, bringing his own hand down to cover Heero's. "... like this..." he gasped, moving both their hands over his cock, pumping with a fast rhythm. Heero followed his example, not minding being taught in the least.
Duo leaned forward, almost hunched over as he bucked into their joined hands. Since Duo's hair was suddenly close, and he found the feel of it intriguing, Heero nuzzled it... and then he had an idea. He took Duo's braid and tickled the head of his penis with the end, to see what happened.
Duo gasped loudly, just managing to clamp his free hand over his mouth to stop his scream, and shuddered hard. Heero felt as pleased as the day he'd come up with a new way of completing Odin's training course. Since he had reacted well, Heero caressed other parts of Duo's shaft with his hair. The stroking and the feathery touch were apparently too much and Duo bit down on his hand as he came. Heero held him up, fascinated by the way his erection twitched and shot weird liquid stuff all over. Finally, Duo slumped over, resting his forehead against Heero's shoulder, breathing hard.
Heero supported Duo with one arm behind his back as he wondered where to wipe his hand off. "This masturbation stuff is messy," he commented, frowning thoughtfully.
Coming out of his pleased daze, Duo blinked fuzzily at him. "Uhhmmm... yeah..." he muttered as he found the cloth he'd used earlier and handed it to Heero. Heero wiped his hand clean, then cleaned Duo's belly gently. The braided man made a soft sound of pleasure. Satisfied that he was doing it right, Heero finally put the cloth away and took a hold of Duo's braid to make sure that it hadn't been dirtied.
Duo nuzzled Heero a bit, sleepily. Hesitantly, Heero brought his arms up to hold him like he'd been held. Hugging back, Duo slumped over onto his side to lay down, bringing him with him. Draping his arm over Heero, Duo pulled up the blanket.
Heero sighed and closed his eyes. "Thank you... "
"... no prob..." Duo murmured back, and then they were both falling asleep.
Warning! this part has one big lemon. rawrr. *loves on Sera*
Same as always, you see something weird, typo, strange misplaced word, yadda yadda, you tell me. thank you ^^
Heero sat in his corner, awake despite his best efforts. He had tried to sleep earlier, and had managed for some time, but then he had been plagued with weird dreams and woke up. He had a feeling he might have been dreaming of Duo, because he knew no one else with hair that long.
He also had a hard on that even thinking of rats didn't make go away. He didn't know what to do about it. He was so hard it was starting to feel uncomfortable, rather than just plain weird.
He would have asked Duo for help -- he knew about stuff like that -- except that the other man was asleep in his little partitioned area, secluded away from the main room where the kids slept. From observing the children, Heero knew that the area was strictly off-limits, even more so now since it was where he kept the canned food as well as the guns. But he wasn't going to get back to sleep before he took care of that problem.
He tried touching his erection, but the reaction was so intense it scared him, and he didn't dare do it again. He hesitated a second, then went to Duo's corner, hissing a little when his groin rubbed against his fly. Now he understood the need for underwear a lot better; the cloth of his pants was painfully rough.
He stopped by the screen, wondering how long it would take for Duo to feel his presence and wake up. He didn't go closer, not wanting him to think he was attacked.
Duo sat up, rubbing his eyes sleepily. "Syl? Nightmare?" he muttered; Heero got the weird feeling that he wasn't awake yet. He waited a second longer, puzzled. You were awake or you were not, and when you were not you didn't talk. Count on Duo to turn that rule on its head.
Finally, the braided man blinked his eyes open, then squinted. "Who is it?" he whispered. The clone remembered that his eyesight was inferior in the dark.
"... Heero," he admitted.
"Oh. Come in," the man yawned and sat fully, blanket pooling in his lap.
Heero stepped closer warily, wondering if he was making a mistake. Duo had seemed very embarrassed to be discussing this with him the other day.
The scavenger made a hand motion. "Sit down, buddy... Tell me what's wrong."
Heero didn't dare obey. "I just..." he whispered, then thought thinks better of it.
"Hmm?"
"It's nothing. I didn't mean to wake you up," he added, stepping back. He felt vaguely panicked, though he couldn't have said why. He knew that Duo was very embarrassed by the subject and anyway, what could he do? Heero should have been old enough to handle this alone. It was pitiful that he wasn't. Maybe he hadn't tried to figure it out hard enough.
"C'mon, sit down, gettin' a headache lookin' up at ya. If yer gonna wake me up, ya might as well tell me why."
Fidgeting and feeling miserable, Heero admitted the truth. "It's just... thinking about rats didn't help."
Duo blinked. "Oh... Oh shit... Uhhh... Sit down. I mean it."
The clone tried to order his emotions. There was embarrassment and reluctance and ... relief? Yes, it was relief; Duo would help. He sat down, staring at the floor. From their discussion he had gotten the notion that it was very private and somewhat shameful, and he was really feeling inadequate for not being able to get by.
"So you're... I mean..." the braided man stuttered, glancing at Heero's lap unconsciously, and then ran a hand through his bangs. "The rats didn't work?"
Heero shook his head no, not meeting Duo's eyes.
"... Uhhh... Good thing you're not in the other room then. Did you try... touchin'?"
Heero nodded, just barely, and realized he was hugging himself as if for protection.
"... and...?"
"It's... too much." It wasn't cold. He shivered anyway.
Duo frowned at him, and Heero felt even worse. "What do you mean, too much?"
"Too much to feel. I just... for one second, it was as if the rest of the world and most of my brain had disappeared." He hugged himself tighter, and couldn't help but squirm a little, wanting more friction. But when he got it, it was too much once again and he stopped moving entirely.
Duo chuckled softly. "Yeah, that's about right. It's supposed to feel like that. That's part of why it feels good."
Heero shuddered. "It's scary," he admitted. "It's too much."
Duo scooted closer and put his hand on Heero's shoulder gently. "It's not that scary... you're just... you've never felt it before, like when I kissed ya."
Heero tensed under his hand; not that he minded for once, but it just felt way, way better than any other time he'd ever touched anyone. The scavenger started rubbing his back, and the clone caught himself leaning closer unconsciously. Half his brain was suggesting that he remove that person from his vital space, but the rest was demanding to lean even closer.
The conflict of impulses didn't get any better when Duo's arm slipped all the way around his back and he tightened his hold gently. "Hey, hey... it's no big deal..." His voice was soft, encouraging. Heero shivered, and nuzzled his shoulder hesitantly. He didn't even know what he was doing, but he needed to do it so much that it came anyway.
Duo blinked at him, visibly startled. "Uhmm... Heero?"
Heero shivered again. "I don't know what to do..." he admitted, feeling utterly miserable.
"Do ya... uhmm... wanna try... touchin' yerself again?"
Heero shook his head. He didn't dare; it had been so overwhelming last time.
Duo grimaced briefly; he was blushing. "... Look, it's not gonna go away unless ya do somethin' about it. Just... go at it until... until ya come."
"... I guess..."
Heero touched his erection through the cloth and had to bite his lip not to make a sound. Duo was still rubbing his back. It was sort of soothing.
"Shhh... ya can stay here, just try an' be quiet..."
Heero leaned back against Duo slowly, testing if that was allowed. The braided man supported him, but looked away. He seemed to feel guilty; Heero wondered why.
He touched himself again, but just had to pull back. He was so tense his shoulders were starting to hurt -- but then his erection was hurting too.
"What's wrong?" Duo asked softly.
"Too much," Heero replied, surprised when his voice came out as a whine. "... cold water?" he gasped out, desperate for a solution that didn't involve anything like coming into contact with his genitals again.
Duo shook his head. "Can't waste it... What's wrong? Why don't ya... " he whispered, and put his hand on Heero's chin and turned Heero's head to face him. Heero was aware that his eyes were wide and that maybe he sort of looked -- anxious, but he couldn't help it.
"Why d'ya look like that?" Duo asked him, confused. "It ain't nothin' to be afraid of."
Heero shivered. "... I'm going to lose control."
Duo stroked his back again. "That's the point. Is that so bad?"
"It's too much to control. I won't be able to. I can't..."
"You're gonna have to get over this somehow..." Duo said with a sigh. He paused for a moment, appearing to argue with himself, then with a great deal of reluctance, continued. "... d'ya want me to help?"
Heero looked up at Duo, caught by surprise. "You would? I thought it bothered you."
"It's just... well... weird. But... you're in pain," Duo stuttered, then snorted as he tried to put his reaction under control. "Not like stuff like this hasn't happened before."
"Like what?"
Duo shook his head. "Nothin'... just... sometimes guys do this. With each other."
Carefully, he slid his free hand down Heero's chest to rest lightly on his crotch. Heero couldn't swallow the weird little noise in time. He looked down at Duo's hand, for some reason surprised to see it there.
He waited a second for Duo to move, but he didn't and Heero couldn't stop himself from squirming.
Duo pressed his nose against Heero's hair, in a surprisingly soothing gesture. "Ssshhh..."
He palmed Heero through his pants, rubbing slowly so he could get used to the feeling. Heero closed his eyes slowly. He turned his head, his cheek brushing Duo's jaw. It felt-- weird, still, but -- it was better when he knew that Duo knew what he was doing, and that he was ready to catch him.
Duo started rubbing a bit firmer. He shifted Heero into his lap, one arm around his chest, the other palming his length. Heero abandoned himself. He felt unexpectedly safe. It was good to have Duo take charge, it meant that he could relax and let Duo do it. He didn't have to stay alert, to keep track of what he was doing, what was going on.
Duo slowly unfastened Heero's pants, slipping his hand in to cup Heero's flesh, touching skin to skin. Heero swallowed a loud moan. It was a little scary still, but he trusted Duo.
"Sssshhh... stay quiet..." he whispered into Heero's ear, breath whispering over Heero's skin as he started pumping with long strokes, building up speed to get him off. The clone tilted his head back, offering his neck instinctively. Duo shivered against him as Heero grabbed his shirt and bucked in his hand. The braided man started to croon softly into Heero's ear, speeding up his hand.
"... don't be afraid.... it's okay... ssshhh... doesn't it feel good...?"
"Stop," Heero managed to gasp out, breathless. "Too good. Stop." He tried to regain his normal breathing pattern, but it was almost impossible.
"It's supposed to be like that... just let it happen, Heero."
"... too fast..."
Duo mercifully slowed down, but continued to touch Heero. "You have to let go..." he whispered. "It's SUPPOSED to feel like that... just let it happen."
Heero leaned his head back on Duo's shoulder, eyes closed. His skin was flushed and his back kept arching to follow Duo's hand. And he couldn't stop and he had no control over his own body and it was the best, most terrifying thing he'd ever felt.
Slowly, Duo built up speed again. He held Heero close with his other arm, hand flat against Heero's chest. As if knowing how much of a lifeline it had become, he continued to whisper encouragements into Heero's ear, urging him to let go, to just feel, to not be afraid as he stroked faster and faster. Heero twisted on his lap, his hand clenching on the one of Duo's arms that was around him. Vaguely, he remembered not to squeeze too hard.
Duo kissed Heero's temple softly. "Shhhh... it's okay... it's okay, Heero... just let it happen... let it come..."
Heero gasped as he felt himself close to coming and gave Duo a faintly scared look. Duo pressed his forehead against his. "... do it, Heero... I'm right here... come for me now..." He tightened his hand a bit more, sliding over Heero's slick length, and it was enough. Heero shuddered hard as he came, moaning softly.
Eyes closed, drifting between wakefulness and a state of mindless bliss, he rested his head on Duo's shoulder. It felt like all the bones in his body had turned into jelly, and he was warm inside in a way he'd never experienced. For a long while, there was only that very nice buzz -- and a sort of peace... and then slowly, reality came back. He opened his eyes slowly to look up at Duo, not removing his head from his shoulder.
Duo kept petting Heero a bit before releasing him. He cuddled him with his free arm, kissing Heero's temple again. Heero mumbled softly, liking it. His uneasiness with close contact was coming back slowly, but as suicidal as the attitude was, right now he didn't want to worry about vigilance and watchfulness. When Duo shifted their positions and lay Heero down, covering him with the blanket, he let the man move him, unresisting.
"... Better now?"
Duo found some scrap of cloth to wipe his hand on, then lay down next to Heero. For some reason he looked a bit uncomfortable. It had faded when Heero rolled on his side to face him, so he didn't ask.
"... thank you," he whispered, managing a little smile. He was kind of embarrassed, but also very grateful and relieved. Duo had helped, when he didn't have to, when it obviously made him feel uneasy.
"It's okay, Heero. Now ya know that it ain't so scary."
It was still a little bit scary, though, but not that much. It was a lot better than it was scary. Softly, Heero shared as much of it as he could name. "It felt. I don't think I know words for that. Very good. But better." He hesitated. There was something he wanted to ask, even though he didn't know why he was even asking. Another of these illogical things, most probably. "... Can I sleep here tonight?"
Duo nodded, and lay his arm over Heero. It should have felt restrictive, claustrophobic even, but it didn't. It wasn't quite comfortable, but he could ignore the nagging impulse to push him off easily.
"Thank you."
Duo grunted and pet Heero's back. "... sleep now."
Heero moved a little to get into a better position. It was good to sleep on a mattress; it had been a while since the barracks. He let Duo pull him closer so they both fit under the blanket, squirming slightly -- and felt something hard and warm against his thigh. It didn't take long for him to get it.
Duo stifled a moan, but not well enough. Heero stopped moving, his thigh still brushing Duo's erection. "...Duo..?"
"... don't move..."
"... okay. Do you need to come too?"
" It's..." Duo took a deep breath. "... it's okay..."
"Are you sure? It doesn't feel like you can still ignore it. Can you?" he asked, puzzled. Duo had felt very hard against his leg.
Duo let out a shuddering sigh. "I'll ignore it if I have to."
"Why? You don't have to," he replied, touching Duo's arm hesitantly. He didn't know how to touch him and so, just let his fingers rest lightly against his forearm. He hoped Duo would understand the offer.
Duo shivered, opening his eyes and looking at Heero. "... Heero..."
"Yes?"
Duo took a deep breath. "I helped ya to help ya... I'm not expectin' nothin' else. I just wanted ya to not be afraid."
"I know that," Heero replied, vaguely confused. "I don't understand why you should not have your problem taken care of when you just took care of mine."
Duo actually growled. "It's not your fault that I couldn't control myself. You're still new at this... I ain't gonna take advantage of ya."
"You helped me and gave me pleasure. I don't see how returning the favor would be you taking advantage of me. Or you can touch yourself, if you'd rather. I wouldn't know what I'd be doing very well, though I have a better idea now..."
Duo shivered and sighed at the same time, closing his eyes again, dismissively. "... Just sleep, Heero. You don't have to worry about me."
"You're not going to sleep well with that," Heero replied dryly, moving his leg a little. "And why would that be taking advantage of me?"
"B-because... it just is. You don't know what yer doin', an' I do... ya don't gotta feel obligated to help me."
Heero let his hand slid down Duo's arm to his stomach. He blinked as Duo tensed and he moaned softly. He wasn't very sure what effect it all had on Duo, but he didn't care, he had a mission. Deliberately, though a bit clumsily, he brushed his fingertips down the bulge in Duo's pants.
"I can't exactly remember what you did to me after a while, I hope you don't need it to be a certain way..."
Duo panted softly. "H-Heero... you d-don't have to..." he moved his hand to Heero's wrist to make him stop.
Heero looked at Duo in silence for a few seconds, serious. "Are you afraid I'll hurt you?" He softened his tone, but it still sounded vaguely hurt. "... are you afraid to lose control in front of me?"
Duo shook his head. "Not afraid of being hurt... just... I shouldn't do this... I shouldn't let you touch me..."
"Fine. It's your choice."
Duo closed his eyes. Heero didn't like it. He felt ignored. Dismissed.
"I won't take advantage of ya, Heero. Ya don't even know what it means."
"It's not because I didn't learn what it means that I'm a child. I'm perfectly healthy and nearly adult," he commented as he pulled his hand away and rolled on his other side, facing away from Duo.
He heard Duo sigh deeply, but didn't turn around, tensing up when a hand touched his shoulder.
"Don't feel bad. It's nothin' to do with you, it's my fault."
"... right. It's nothing to do with me. You just happen to not want me touching you."
"Awww man, don't tell me yer sulkin'. It's not about ya touchin' me, it's about how I feel about it."
Heero tried not to sound like he felt, angry and hurt. "It's fine. It's your choice." Maybe he disgusted Duo -- he wasn't even really human, just a killer clone.
"I just... _I_ feel like I'd be takin' advantage of ya. I really wanted to touch ya more, earlier, but I had to stop myself."
Heero shook his head no and didn't answer. Duo raised himself on one elbow. "Don't feel bad. Just touchin' ya had me hard, an' I can't help but feel guilty, understand?"
Heero blinked. "Why?"
"It's like..." Duo groaned. "... I was supposed to be helpin' ya... makin' ya feel good an' not be afraid. Weren't supposed to be about me."
"Can't it be an exchange?" Heero shot back, frustrated. "You give, I give?"
"W-well, I guess... but... this is like... yer first time even jackin' off."
"I'm not a child. I don't need you to be my caretaker. I just need tips on how to take care of myself. It doesn't mean I cannot pull my weight."
"I don't want ya to feel obligated to do nothin'."
This time the clone actually growled in irritation. "I didn't feel obligated, I just wanted to thank you. I wondered how it would be."
"Ya mean, to touch someone?"
Heero nodded, but looked away, deflating. "But it's okay if you don't want me to touch you. I understand."
"Well, I'm hard enough to pound nails right now," Duo replied in a funny voice.
Heero blinked, wondering why one would want to. "You would scratch your skin."
Duo chuckled. "... Slang, Heero. Slang."
"Oh."
"I could've ignored it before, but ya touching me a few minutes ago didn't help."
Taking it as rejection, Heero turned away again. "Sorry."
"Don't feel sorry. Touchin' a guy tends to do that. I liked it a bit too much, got it?"
"No."
"Huh?"
"I don't get it. What's 'too much' about liking something?"
Duo sighed. "Okay... when I was jerkin' ya off, it turned me on. I tried ta ignore it. Then ya touched me again, an' it was almost too much for me, especially since I wasn't expectin' to be turned on."
Heero didn't turn to look at Duo.
"I really liked it. Enough to keep goin' if I wasn't such a nice guy," the braided man continued, desperate to convince him.
"If you were nice you wouldn't--"
Heero clamped his jaws shut. He wasn't sure of the wisdom of admitting that.
"Eh? I wouldn't what?"
"Nothing," he mumbled. "Sleep."
Duo groaned and squirmed a little, trying to get comfortable.
"...You wouldn't mind me touching you," the clone finally whispered. "but you do."
Duo sighed. "It's hard to explain, one of those illogical things again. I would really enjoy ya touchin' me, but... inside it wouldn't feel right. Because... because I see ya as someone under my protection."
Heero snorted. "I don't need protection."
"Maybe ya don't, but that's how I feel," Duo commented as he put his hand on Heero's back again. "It's like... like if I touched one of my kids."
Heero sat up, glaring at Duo as he pushed the blanket off him. He could see the scavenger give him back a confused look, but he didn't wish to even try explaining what went through his head after that comparison.
"I'm going back to my corner. You'll deal with your erection however you wish. I don't care."
Duo sat up slowly. "I said ya could stay here, if ya wanted."
"I don't want to anymore."
Duo gave him an annoyed look. "Shit, are ya gettin' pissy just 'cuz I won't let ya touch me? I can't help how I feel."
Heero got up. "I said it was your right. I won't ask you to touch me again. I didn't realize you disliked it so much."
Duo reached out and grabbed Heero's hand. "Goddamn, yer a stubborn bastard, aren't ya?"
Heero wanted to pull his hand away, but he was afraid of hurting Duo if he did it too brutally. He made do with glaring daggers at him instead.
"Sit the hell down."
"You can't give me orders. You're not my sergeant," he snapped back. The open acknowledgement that he didn't have to obey Duo felt weirdly good; still, for some reason he didn't move away.
"No, I ain't, but it's makin' me dizzy lookin' up at ya and my hardon ain't goin' away."
Heero sat down, but kept his distance. "What do you want?"
Duo sighed, running his hand through his bangs. "I don't want ya to hate me."
Heero stared at him.
"Look, how many times do I gotta say that I liked what I did to ya? I've got a freakin' board between my legs 'cuz of ya. I like when ya touched me too. But now yer angry with me because I won't take advantage of ya, an' that don't add up to me."
Heero looked away. "Take advantage. Ha."
"What's so funny about it?"
"Either I'm just another child for you, or you just don't want to admit that you don't want my hands on you. But then I'm not even human, so I can't say I blame you. So it's fine. I'll sleep elsewhere. I don't want to risk moving during my sleep and ending up touching you."
Duo made a weird painful groan. "That's not it at all. You're more human than a lot of people I've seen lately, an' I know yer not a kid."
Heero wasn't convinced. He looked down at his hands, trying to put what disturbed him so much into words. "I'm ... just another clone. I'm not mature like a man looking my age should be. I'm not knowledgeable about anything. I'm not even real. And you treat me like a kid anyway, so it honestly doesn't matter if you know I'm not."
Duo put his hand on Heero's, and he had to fight not to pull it away. "This tells me that yer real... that you're even worryin' about this in the first place."
Heero snorted and looked away.
"How many of the other Soldiers just stayed behind to die? You've got yer own mind, you've proven that to me. And... it's hard to be noble. To not just let ya touch me. But I ain't one for usin' someone, like we talked about. Look... do you actually want to touch me? Or is it to be even with what I did for ya?"
"I want to." And he did. He wanted to so he could, not really be even, but-- to give a little of the same bliss he'd received.
"Why?" Duo asked softly. "Why would ya want to? There ain't nothin' in it for ya, since ya already got off.
Heero blinked. "... I just want to."
Duo looked at Heero intently, but he couldn't say what he was looking for. "Ya mean there ain't no logic to it?"
"I ...like... touching gently. I like being touched. It's just that sometimes, it pushes me into battle mode. But now I'm okay."
Duo knelt up, leaning close him. "How do ya know yer okay?"
"I don't hear the voice of my trainer telling me to gut you for leaning over me, for once," he replied, throwing a glare at the other man. Duo had to know what he was doing, leaning right in his vital space -- ehh? Duo had just reached out and was running his knuckles down the side of his face gently.
"I... know that I could hurt you, but there is no compulsion to resist," Heero continued in a softened tone, staring at Duo. It felt... interesting. A bit tingly. Visibly not threatening, despite the closeness to his eyes and nose. He rubbed his cheek against Duo's hand, his eyes still on Duo's.
"... god... yer amazin'..." the scavenger whispered, and slid his hand down Heero's cheek to his neck, thumb rubbing gently at his pulse. Heero shivered slightly, and couldn't say if it was nervousness or something else.
"... as long as ya wanna do it, ya can. I'm gettin' hard just lookin' at ya."
"... I can?" he repeated, surprised. He'd been so sure that Duo's decision was final.
"Ya can," Duo replied, weirdly cautious as he sat back with his legs spread. Heero raised a hand and touched Duo's stomach again, liking the way he felt Duo's body move under his hand, with his breath and his heartbeat and all these instinctive reactions. Duo inhaled at the touch, leaning farther back. His head tipped tips back, braid pooling on the mattress. Heero watched Duo's neck, feeling a weird squeezing feeling in his guts. It would be so easy to kill him, now. He was so vulnerable. He pressed his palm flat on Duo's belly, feeling Duo's hair tickling his hand.
"... go ahead..." Duo whispered harshly.
Heero couldn't help but run a finger through Duo's curls--himself wasn't very hairy, his body's main ethnicity and the hormone suppressant making the clones mostly hairless. It was interesting, that difference. Intriguing.
Duo gasped and pressed a hand over his mouth to keep himself quiet as Heero's wrist brushed against Duo's erection. He looked at it for a minute, noticing the differences, then finally closed his fingers loosely around his erection and slid his hand down the shaft.
Duo's breathing was fast and he was painfully hard, even though Heero had barely touched him yet. His eyes were closed tight, and his hand was still over his mouth, muffling his soft moans. His hips bucked into Heero's hand eagerly. Heero started pumping his cock slowly, making sure that he wasn't squeezing too hard. He caressed him, clumsily, but watching and learning to make sure to repeat what he seemed to like best. He wasn't going as fast as Duo had been, though; it was hard to rush when thinking. Duo whimpered softly, his eyes flashing open, and looked at Heero.
"... more... don't worry..."
"More how?" Heero asked, still amazed that Duo was letting him do this.
"... more... touch me... more... faster... tighter..." Duo panted, bringing his own hand down to cover Heero's. "... like this..." he gasped, moving both their hands over his cock, pumping with a fast rhythm. Heero followed his example, not minding being taught in the least.
Duo leaned forward, almost hunched over as he bucked into their joined hands. Since Duo's hair was suddenly close, and he found the feel of it intriguing, Heero nuzzled it... and then he had an idea. He took Duo's braid and tickled the head of his penis with the end, to see what happened.
Duo gasped loudly, just managing to clamp his free hand over his mouth to stop his scream, and shuddered hard. Heero felt as pleased as the day he'd come up with a new way of completing Odin's training course. Since he had reacted well, Heero caressed other parts of Duo's shaft with his hair. The stroking and the feathery touch were apparently too much and Duo bit down on his hand as he came. Heero held him up, fascinated by the way his erection twitched and shot weird liquid stuff all over. Finally, Duo slumped over, resting his forehead against Heero's shoulder, breathing hard.
Heero supported Duo with one arm behind his back as he wondered where to wipe his hand off. "This masturbation stuff is messy," he commented, frowning thoughtfully.
Coming out of his pleased daze, Duo blinked fuzzily at him. "Uhhmmm... yeah..." he muttered as he found the cloth he'd used earlier and handed it to Heero. Heero wiped his hand clean, then cleaned Duo's belly gently. The braided man made a soft sound of pleasure. Satisfied that he was doing it right, Heero finally put the cloth away and took a hold of Duo's braid to make sure that it hadn't been dirtied.
Duo nuzzled Heero a bit, sleepily. Hesitantly, Heero brought his arms up to hold him like he'd been held. Hugging back, Duo slumped over onto his side to lay down, bringing him with him. Draping his arm over Heero, Duo pulled up the blanket.
Heero sighed and closed his eyes. "Thank you... "
"... no prob..." Duo murmured back, and then they were both falling asleep.
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ahem.
one thing: "Duo nodded, and lay his arm over Heero. It should have felt restrictive, claustrophobic even, but it didn't. It wasn't quite comfortable, but he could ignore the nagging impulse to push him off easily."
'Easily' is modifying 'ignore the nagging impulse' not 'to push him off' so you might want to move 'easily' to "he could easily ignore the..." -- currently it reads like he's able to ignore the fact that it'd be easy to push Duo off--which given Heero's strength, it would be, there's no question of that.
I saw one or two others but I can't remember them now...back to bed for me.
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tho i can't help but think he trusts a bit fast -- sure, it's pages and pages of fic, but it's only been something like two or three days. x_x;;;;
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I do love you so, Asuka. This part is just so... grrrrraah!
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Heh. Heero is so visibly childlike, here. "You can't tell me what to do! You're not my daddy!" *stomps foot*
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AWESOME
one thing i noticed, there's a part (i don't remember where) that says something like, "he thinks thought blah blah blah". you can just take out the "thinks" part, because the rest of the story is in the past tense.
other than that, SOOOOOOO great!
you deserve rafute and chahan (okinawan foods), and ramen, too.
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j'ai lu l'autre bout aussi ... yummy ... veux plus ...
*looks like a junkie who just got her fix*
Pleeze ???
PS : Wu et Mei sont absolument adorables ... j'en veux des commes ça ... on peut vraiment les imaginer tous les deux, surtout avec les dessins qui accompagnent ... et Ptite Lena devrait peut-être arrêter de provoquer Mei, ou ça pourrait plus mal finir, mais bon ... tant que l'ordre règne et wue Cathy est reine de la cuisine, j'me fais pas trop de souci !
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Heero blinked, wondering why one would want to. "You would scratch your skin."
... I'm sorry, I couldn't help it. I'm extraordinarily stupid. Why does Heero say 'you would scratch your skin?' Heero thinks that Duo is saying that he could pound nails in with his cock, and he wonders why anyone would want to... but what does that have to do with scratching your skin?
I really hope I'm not being too annoying with such a stupid question!
P.S. *_____* I really really like how Heero and Duo are characterized here!
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But yes, love Heero-the-kind-of-clueless and Duo's children? Simply the greatest. ^^
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Absolutely ADORING your characterizations of both Duo and Heero in this, especially the difference in their speech, both the patterns and the dialects. The dynamic makes me wreeggle with teh happies and the pounding nails bit made me laugh till my tummy went ow.
And as for the rats....yeah, good way to chomp a guy's boner. Tell him about eating rats. Must remember that in the future. X3
Anyway, huzzah for the whole bit! (And damn you, your English is better than mine. *ish pathetic* T_T) *love you long time*
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Bad Influence