heero: you have nothing to say about this part, do you?
heero: didn't think so....


disclaimer: the boys aren't mine. i just play with them for my own entertainment.
title: over the river and through the woods
author: jana
rating: NC-17
archive: shinigami&wing http://www.1X2X1.org
warnings: yaoi, AU, OOC, POV, PWP, lemon, sap
spoliers: you're kidding....right?
pairings: 1X2X1... do i ever write anything else?!?!
notes: this one is for d_huron, who is unrelenting in his pleas to get a lemon out of me! i made him wait so long... just to watch him squirm.
additional notes: future parts of this fic may or may not include: vouyerism, masturbation, a little kinkyness, a touch of my odd sense of humor, poison ivy and things you should definitely not try at home!



Over the River and Through the Woods
Part 7


After we had left the shower/laundromat, I had hopped into the back seat and began putting everything we had bought today into our backpacks. Pulling into the small gravel parking area that marked the trail head about 10 minutes later, Heero popped the trunk and removed the small cooler from it. Strapping our packs on, Heero picked up the lantern and I the cooler and we started our hike; free hands entwined.

The first 40 minutes or so of our journey offered us enough of the lingering daylight that the lantern was not necessary. We used the time to discuss what we wanted to do the next few days. We had both agreed that fishing was on the agenda and if weather permitted, a swim in the since discovered depths of the Adirondack River. We decided not to tie ourselves to anything beyond that, leaving our options open for one or more activities we hadn't been able to agree on.

We came away with one very important decision; we weren't leaving the campsite again, barring an emergency. Hot showers were henceforth to be classified as such.


Reaching our campsite under the cover of total darkness, I started a fire while Heero began unpacking our backpacks and putting everything away. I turned to find him seated on the table with his feet resting on the bench; reading the assembly instructions for the hammock. I had almost forgotten about it; apparently he hadn't.

Climbing up onto the table to seat myself behind him, I took the paper from his hand and set it aside. "What I have in mind isn't suitable for a hammock." I whispered, turning off the lantern. I moved my body closer, surrounding his with my legs and slid my one hand up under his shirt. "Do you remember what I said I wanted to do to you?" I asked. He nodded and I could feel him shiver as I took one of his nipples between my two fingers. "Good." I told him, rolling it between them. "I want you to repeat what I told you... and don't leave anything out."

The idea alone of Heero speaking aloud what I had promised earlier with a whisper was enough to fully harden me. He barely hesitated, his voice low and filled with desire as he repeated nearly word for word my lurid intentions. I let my hands travel over his upper body, teasing each of his known sensitive spots, allowing my mouth to touch him at will. His voice took on a more erotic tone as he continued speaking, growing deeper and more sensual as he described, as I had, the smallest intimacies of our upcoming encounter.

"Want you." I whispered, letting my hand to travel downward and into the front of his shorts. My fingers curled around his stiffened flesh, stroking it while my mouth lavished his outstretched neck, sucking and biting the tender flesh. Heero's words soon became incoherent; I vaguely recognized my own name being uttered amidst the random string of sexual acts, every one of which I planned on engaging in.

I moved to stand in front of him, taking off his shirt as I knelt on the bench between his legs. "Is that what you want, Heero?" I asked, looking up at him. "Do you want me to do those things to you?" I slid my tongue out, letting it move down his chest, pausing at his navel. "Yes... please...." he moaned, both hands reaching up to bury themselves in my hair. He tasted different tonight, the soap he had used leaving little of its fragrance to mask his own scent; intoxicating me further.

My mouth circled his navel, licking the depression before dipping my tongue into it. It was enough for both of us and had he not pushed me away, I would have abandoned my position seconds later. I stepped back to watch as he removed the rest of his clothes. I followed each movement as he pulled the sleeping bag closer to the fire, lowering himself down onto his hands and knees in the center of it. He was an incredible sight, the shadows cast by the fire on his naked flesh made the vision even more enticing.

I took my time joining him, enjoying his eyes on me as I washed mine over each inch of his flawless body. I knelt behind him and bent forward to kiss the center of his back; my tongue trailing downward and between the spread cheeks of his bottom. He moaned as I neared my goal, just brushing his entrance with my tongue. Repositioning myself so that I was lying beneath him, I reached up to pull him down, flicking my tongue out to tease him, drawing circles around his tight opening.

I could hear Heero moan and felt him run the palm of his hand over my trapped erection, applying only the slightest pressure as he rubbed it from base to tip. It was near torture and I lifted my hips up slightly to push against his hand; at the same time, pressing my tongue hard against his entrance. It was a glorious combination of sensations and judging by the sounds Heero was making, I would definitely say he agreed with me.

Momentarily distracted as Heero unfastened my shorts, I quickly turned to my attention back to pleasuring him, stretching my head up to drive my tongue further inside. He pushed back against the intrusion, lowering his head and taking my cock into his mouth, sucking hard on its swollen tip. I groaned loudly as Heero's mouth moved faster and faster up and down my length, my tongue keeping pace with his frantic rhythm. I threw my head back and gasped. "Nnn....Heero...don't!!" I cried out, struggling to suppress the rapidly rising desire.

I felt Heero's lips tighten around me and gave up fighting what I knew from experience was a losing battle; thrusting my hips upward to bury myself in his mouth. "Do it, Heero....oooh yeah...." I moaned, though he needed no encouragement; he was an expert at this, as was I at surrendering to it. I gripped the thick sleeping bag beneath us with both fists and screamed out in pleasure, filling Heero's mouth with its sweet reward.


I lay in a mindless stupor for several minutes, unaware of anything that I could remotely recognize as reality. I opened my eyes to find Heero on all fours above me, smirking that devilish little smirk of his; I loved it and hated it at the same time.

"What?" I asked, knowing damn well what message his look was meant to convey.

He remained silent, still staring down at me, though his statement changed slightly; now resembling a smug grin of victory.

He did what he did for a reason as much as I loathed to admit it. "Shall we continue?" I asked, flipping him over onto his back. I wasn't expecting a response, at least not a verbal one; I didn't get one and bent down to kiss him, tasting myself in his mouth with a moan.

"You are evil, koi." I whispered, "Did you know that?" I asked, looking down at him. He thrust his hips up so I could better feel his need. "Mmmm... impressive. But I'm in no hurry now. That is what you wanted, isn't it, Heero?" I questioned him. Taking both of his hands into mine, I pinned them above his head and brought my mouth to his neck, sucking hard enough to leave my mark on him. He was writhing beneath me seeking friction as I continued forging my trail of purple bruises, I raised myself up off of him just enough to ensure he found none. This was his game, he had chosen it and I was more than willing to play.

My mouth tortured as much of his upper chest as I could reach while keeping his hands at bay and I seated myself on his abdomen, still bent forward over him. "Did you bring them... " I hissed into his ear, "...or should I just use rope?" He let out a deep moan and lifted his head up to tug at my lower lip with his teeth, releasing it to engage my tongue in a heated battle with his own.

I broke the kiss and stood with my legs slightly spread to straddle his waist and slowly took off my shirt, lifting my arms higher than necessary to remove it. My shorts were already unfastened and the thin fabric was folded down revealing my cock; wet and standing at attention. This was my realm of expertise; Heero's eyes confirmed that I excelled at my game as he did at his.

I asked him again. "Did you bring them, Heero?", I was looking straight at him, but he didn't notice, his eyes too busy watching my fingers play across my sweat-dampened chest and slowly moving downward. I waited a bit longer for his reply, then rubbed the palm of my hand in circles over the tip of my cock. I seemed to have an infinite amount of patience for this, I knew it would be worth it.

"They're in my backpack." he admitted, finally looking up at me. I gave him a wide smile and winked. I was certain he had brought them and equally as certain he intended to use them on me; life should always be subject to change without notice.


I returned from the tent with a tube of lube tucked into my pocket, a pair of handcuffs swinging from my index finger and a predatory grin on my face. Heero noticed all three in rapid succession, his eyes quickly darting from one place to the next as I knelt beside him. "Assume the position." I spoke firmly, watching as he brought his arms behind his back, joining them at the wrist. I snapped each black ring closed around them, leaving more than enough room play, this wasn't about pain... not this time.

I stood and watched as Heero brought himself to his knees, my breath catching in my throat. "You look so incredible like this." I whispered, my cock twitching as he turned his eyes upward to meet mine. It was usually me bound and on my knees waiting to be taken, I could totally understand his fixation with it.

Rising, I took the lube from my pocket and stood several feet in front of him, sliding my shorts down over my hips. I stepped out of them and took two large steps, closing the gap between us. Heero's eyes followed my movements as I lowered my hand, removing the clear drop of liquid that had formed at the tip of my arousal. He turned his eyes up to meet mine as his tongue slipped out to tentatively lick my offered finger, soon drawing the entire digit into his mouth. My groin tightened as he continued teasing it with his mouth, recognizing each movement of his tongue. I removed my finger and brought myself to my knees behind him, pressing my length against his firm bottom.

He remained still as I wrapped my arms around him, the fingers of both my hands seeking out his nipples, rubbing each one lightly with one fingertip. "I'm ready now." I whispered, squeezing both hardened nubs. "Ready to make you moan." I dropped one hand down to curl loosely around his erection. "Are you going to moan for me, Heero?" I asked, tightening my grip as I pushed my hips forward. He moaned deep in his throat, increasing my hunger for more. I needed hear him cry out, to watch him let go and surrender fully to my touch. "You can do better than that." I told him, stroking his length with a little more speed and pressure. He became more vocal and his hips began to rock forward as I stroked him.

"Oh yeah, that's it baby." I whispered, "Do you know what I'm going to do next? Do you remember?" He nodded and rested his head against my shoulder. I relaxed down onto the soles of my feet and drew him back up onto my thighs, turning my head to kiss him. "Tell me then." I whispered into his ear.

He was panting and his voice was breathy as he began to speak, his words flowing more like a stream of consciousness. It was an incredible turn on and I found myself gasping as he spoke. He spread his legs wide and brought his knees to the ground beside me, asking me to touch him the way he was describing. With one hand, I reached for the lube and covered my fingers, reaching between us and teasing his entrance with them. "Like that?" I asked, pushing just the tip of one inside of him.

"Yes..." he moaned, "..but deeper... all the way in." I obliged, slowly
pushing it all the way in. "Nnn... another one, Duo.", he groaned. I added the second one and stroked his cock while I waited for him to tell me he wanted more. He started moving his hips around my fingers, rising up and lowering himself back down onto them. I ached to feel my cock inside of him and without waiting I roughly added a third finger, grunting as I plunged the three deep into him. Finding his voice, he began again; urging me on, begging me to bury them harder and deeper as I had promised.

It was so good, he was so tight. I was so close to losing it... he was too. "Tell me what comes next, Heero... what should I do now?" I asked.

"Duo...please..." he moaned, "..do it."

I reached beside me and grabbed the keys, quickly uncuffing his hands, immediately thrusting myself against him as he brought his arms back to surround my neck to pull me closer. "Do what, Heero?" I asked, letting my fingers brush his prostate before removing them. "Say it." I demanded, still stroking his cock, my other hand reaching for the lube. I tightened my grip on him, squeezing his cock. "Say it goddamit." I growled in his ear, covering myself with lube.

Pulling him closer to me with a rough grip on both of his upper arms, I let go of him with one hand, using it to push my cock down in between his legs. "You are such a prick." I ground out, sinking my teeth into the soft flesh between his shoulder and neck. He gasped and arched his back, he was so close to giving in. "Just fucking say it!" I demanded. Within a second he shifted his weight and positioned his entrance above my cock.

"Oh Christ..... FUCK ME, DUO!!!!"

His unholy cry echoed all around us as he thrust down fully impaling himself. I gasped, he gasped, I cried out loudly in just praise of his tight heat, slamming myself into it again and again. There were words, his and mine.... guttural sounds left us without request or permission urging each other toward completion. I reached for his cock, stroking it with near desperation as I demanded climax from him. Jets of surging heat pulsed from his cock as mine burned it's path through me and deep into him with screams that bore no resemblance to anything human; and then darkness fell.

This is what it was to be Heero's lover.