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"Honeymoon in Hong Kong"Written By: Miss Murdered Disclaimer: I don't own the GW characters - am
just borrowing to torment for my amusement Rating: NC 17 Warnings: m/m smut, sap, feels... Pairings: 1x2 Summary: Heero and Duo finally get their honeymoon. A/N: As I'm posting a ridiculously angsty fic,
have this little ficlet written for the Always You theme of 1x2x1
Week. Inspired by some beautiful art by shinigami-irae "Honeymoon in Hong Kong" It had taken too long to get to the wedding. It had
been difficult to find time in both of their busy schedules in which
they could take their vacation days and then, of course, Duo had got
injured on one of his missions and that had put back the date even
more. Duo was still sour about it as it was one of those ridiculously
flukey things that had then involved a leg cast. It had taken some
time to heal and Heero had agreed to postpone the wedding. As it seemed
better than Duo hopping down the aisle on crutches. It felt like it had taken damn forever to get to the
wedding day – the small ceremony, the few friends, the matching
black suits, the vows… but at least now it was done, the wedding
band feeling heavy on Duo's finger as he straddled Heero, finally
on the honeymoon they had planned for so damn long. Really, to Duo, the most important part of the wedding
thing was not the whole day of saying some words Heero already knew
that he meant. It was the honeymoon and the opportunity for a few
days to be just them. No world need saving. No missions. No
friends or colleagues. Just the two of them and a room and hopefully
not leaving it for a while. They were both already naked on the bed, stripping off
as soon as they arrived. They had been offered Wufei's penthouse apartment
in Hong Kong for their honeymoon as his wedding gift to them as he
was being stationed on L3 for some time so it lay abandoned…
and it had not taken much persuasion on Wufei's part for them to agree. As while both Duo and Heero had travelled to most areas
of the Earth and colonies, neither had visited Hong Kong and the city
was one of vibrancy and lights and the view from Wufei's penthouse
was incredible. As soon as they'd arrived and scouted out the bedroom,
Duo had walked towards the large window and looked out at the city,
Heero stepping behind him and nuzzling at his neck, turning Duo into
a mess of lust as he caressed that spot that always made him
weak and horny. Heero knew all of those spots. Too damn well. Naked now, Duo ran his hands over Heero's face, feeling
the cool metal of the wedding band around his own finger as he felt
Heero's as he caressed his own skin, before a hand wrapped around
his braid. "Finally," Duo said, his voice low as he pressed
kisses to Heero's face – his cheek, his lips, his jaw, licking
at his throat and feeling his lover's head go back as he nipped and
licked at all his sensitive spots. "Yeah," Heero murmured. It had taken a lot to get them where they were –
two wars, missions to the far flung reaches of the earth sphere, fights
and break ups, reunions and make up sex. But whatever, every time
they'd tried to walk away from each other they'd always ended up back
together. As though no matter what… they belonged. They made love slowly, Heero's back against the headboard,
their lips connected and hands seeking each other's out as Duo slowly
moved up and down on his lap, the feelings all so intense in the sparkling
light that filtered through the large window. They took their time,
stuttering starts and stops when they got too close, passionate kissing
and nips of skin. And when climax finally came, it ripped through
Duo's body, Heero followed after a few thrusts upwards, the feeling
overwhelming and Duo almost collapsing into Heero's body, melting
into his warmth and embrace. "You know… I meant what I said at the ceremony,"
Duo said into Heero's sweaty chest. Heero snorted. "Which part?" "Always you." Duo sought out Heero's hand with the wedding ring, entwining
their fingers together as he nuzzled into Heero's skin, ready to fall
asleep in his arms.
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