Title: #83 - Nice
Arc: Life With Heero
Author: Calic0cat <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Story Completed: November 9, 2003
Genre: Shonen Ai/Yaoi, Friendship, Romance
Warnings: AU, OOC, Swearing, Lime
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Disclaimer: Duo and Heero and the rest of the GW gang aren't mine. This story is. Nuff said.
Notes: The arc begins between one and two years after Endless Waltz. Heero POV in this story.
************ Time passing or scene change
Author's Notes: See earlier fics for notes on the arc as a whole. Feedback is appreciated.
Duo turned off the television and sat up on the couch. "C'mon, Heero. There's nothing worth watching. We might as well call it a night."
Heero stared in shock as Duo stretched and rose. The front of his body, so warm and comfortable a moment ago, now felt distinctly chilled with Duo's body no longer pressed against it. "But... we don't have to watch television..." he protested uncertainly. He had thought that they'd spend the evening kissing and making out on the couch...
'Maybe he's finally tired of settling for just that... Maybe he doesn't want to get started only to have to stop because *I* can't take things very far before the damn control training kicks in... Maybe he's fed up with being disappointed time after time...'
"No, we don't. But if we're going to spend the evening *not* watching television, we might as well do it someplace more comfy than the couch." Duo held one hand out to Heero. "So c'mon."
Heero sat up and gave him a confused look. He didn't understand what Duo was getting at. It didn't sound like they were talking about the same thing. "You want to take a nap?"
Duo sighed and crouched in front of Heero, resting his hands on Heero's thighs and looking him straight in the eyes. "No, I don't want to take a fucking nap. I think it's time we rescinded that 'no-kissing-in-bed' rule. It's not like we're worried about getting carried away and taking things too far, too fast, at this point."
Heero winced and dropped his gaze. Duo was getting fed up with waiting. "I know. That's my fault and I'm sorry. This isn't fair to you. I'll understand if you..." he began. A forceful kiss cut off his apology.
"None of that," Duo told him firmly when the kiss ended. Forehead pressed to his, lips almost close enough to brush Heero's as he spoke, Duo demanded, "Do you trust me?"
"*What?!*" Heero blurted. He was so off-balance and confused right now that he had no idea what Duo was getting at.
"Do you trust me?"
Heero answered, "With my life." He still had no idea what the hell brought this on but he *did* know the answer to that particular question.
"Then why the fuck would you think I'd be prepared to give up on you, on *us*, just because of a few little delays along the way?! Why can't you just damn well trust that I'm capable of a little patience and understanding?"
Blinking in the face of Duo's thoroughly exasperated demand, Heero was left floundering for a response. He hadn't thought of it that way. It wasn't that he didn't *trust* Duo... "I... You... I'm sorry?"
That got him another of those hard, fast, demanding kisses. "I told you - none of that 'I'm sorry' crap, Heero. Just have a little faith in me, okay?"
Heero swallowed hard and nodded faintly. He hadn't meant to imply a lack of faith in Duo. He just felt so guilty about holding their relationship back...
"Now c'mon. Let's take the make-out session to bed where we'll have a little more space and comfort." Duo rose from his crouch and held his hand out to Heero again.
This time, Heero took it and let Duo pull him to his feet. "Bed sounds good." He still wasn't sure what Duo had meant about not worrying about going too far, too fast though. Not if he wasn't referring to Heero's problem...
He debated asking all the way upstairs and while they got ready for bed. Right up until Duo stripped for bed. *Completely* stripped, boxers and all, before crawling into bed. Then, he understood.
Duo was saying that there *were* no restrictions anymore. That whenever he was ready, Duo was too. Ready to take things however far they progressed at whatever speed it happened.
Taking a deep breath, Heero dropped his own boxers and slid under the covers. There were a few awkward moments as they both hesitated uncertainly, lying face to face and waiting for the other to make the first move. It seemed odd, somehow, making this change. Moving their physical relationship, mild though it might be, into the bedroom.
Finally, Duo muttered, "Oh, for god's sake..." and dove in for a deep kiss. Familiar territory, often and pleasurably explored.
Opening his mouth to Duo's probing tongue, Heero relaxed and gave himself up to the sensation of their tongues tangling, advancing, retreating, caressing. By the time the kiss finally ended, he and Duo were comfortably tangled together, bare skin pressed to bare skin from chest to toe.
"This feels... nice..." Heero murmured softly, his fingers tentatively exploring Duo's body without any clothing whatsoever to get in the way for the first time.
Duo snorted quietly, "*Nice*? I'd rate it a damn sight higher than 'nice', Yuy."
Soaking in the feel of Duo's warm, solid body pressed so intimately against his own, Heero had to agree. He might not be ready to take things all the way yet but, small though it might be, this was a *very* nice step in the right direction.
There might be better words to describe it but "nice" felt pretty damn good.