Do you understand? When you look at me, I know. When you talk to me, I understand. I see your glacier
Now all that's left... my dear Zelgadis... my dear Heero... is to break it.
A smile crossed his face, an expression tainted with a faint edge of malice. Two knees pinned the legs below him, and he admired the view before him. Slowly, pale hands smoothed down the soft flesh before him. Prussian eyes snapped open only to meet eyes sheathed in shadow.
"What are you doing, Duo?"
A horribly familiar smile curved his lips. "What does it look like, Heero?" The smile dropped onto bare skin, and his lips parted to allow a pink tongue to smooth across the expanse of scar littered skin before him.
"D-duo!"
The other boy cut him off with a kiss.
Hands touching him, everywhere... Could a dream be so real?
Heero groaned, burying his hands in Duo's chestnut hair. He always wanted the braided boy to touch him like this... but something was wrong...
Something hummed through his veins. It felt almost like desire, pleasure, pure wanting. But it was too close to an electrical current. Duo smirked at the boy, and sank his teeth into the pale soft flesh of Heero's shoulder.
Kami-sama... this feels so good...
Slitted amethyst eyes met Prussian ones, and Heero froze, shock taking the place of the current in his body.
T-the eyes!
"Do you know how long I've waited?" Duo said hungrily. "For you?"
Heero just kept looking into the slitted shards of beautifully horrible amethyst eyes. "You...!"
"Me." The familiar being in his love's body smirked at the boy. "Do you remember, my Heero? Do you? I'm sure you do. L-sama's actually being a part of this world again, and the reappearance of the Mother has always had a strange effect on memories and magic." Duo held down the muscular shoulders tightly to the bed. "It doesn't matter how strong you've gotten now. I'm still stronger." A dark expression flitted through his face. "It doesn't matter how human the body is, L-sama can't take away what she granted. I'm always going to be stronger, lover."
"Hn." Heero tried, futilely, to free himself of the other boy's grasp. "So you are Duo... or should I say Xellos?"
Duo slipped a hand down into the sheets that still shielded Heero's lower body. "I'm so glad you remember, Heero... or should I say Zelgadis?" he said, mocking his earlier words. "But you aren't afraid..." He ran his nails up the Japanese boy's hard thighs, scratching the skin hard enough to raise a line of blood. "I'll make you afraid."
Heero made himself stay still at the touch. "I'm not afraid of a dream," he muttered.
"How sad." Duo pulled away the covers, well aware of the fact Heero slept with his ever present spandex shorts on. "These will have to go, now won't they?" Suddenly, he pulled back slightly, chuckling. "Oh, how rude I am!" Duo ran a hand down his black clad chest, and slid the hand under his shirt. "I suppose I should take these off, ne?" He stretched so that his face was inches from Heero's. "Wouldn't you say?"
The boy looked up into the amethyst eyes, and felt a slight wave of fear. "Oh, and yes," Duo said blithely, looking into the panicked cobalt eyes, "even if you don't care, my Heero, you will be mine." He pulled off his shirt, then suddenly held Heero's neck tightly, reveling in the fear in his eyes. "Do you understand now? You know who I am. Do you understand I will have no problem hurting you? Do you even understand I will feel every moment... and love it? Once a Mazoku, always a Mazoku." Duo bent down so that their noses were touching. "I feel your fear." He rolled his hips, allowing Heero to feel the hardness between his legs. "And you know what? It excites me."
Heero suddenly smiled, and all fear disappeared from his body. "I should have know, namagomi." His Prussian eyes sparkled. "I remember. I understand. And you know... this is still just a dream, combining what I want with my previous dreams. All I know is that when I wake, I will have one raging hard on and a desire for you to do this in real life. Because," he said as he grabbed Duo's hand, guiding it to his spandex covered erection, "I don't have a chance to be submissive very often."
Duo took Heero's lips with his. "Wonderful." With a flurry of motion, the boy removed the remaining clothing from both of them, then laid on top of Heero, smiling down at the gasping boy. "How sad... I don't have anything to make this easier." He shrugged, then slid a finger into the boy under him. "Of course, I could care less." Duo pulled his finger out of the velvety warm sheath, only to replace the finger with something much thicker and harder.
Heero let out a cry of pure pain, nails digging into the soft skin of Duo's back. He panted for a few minutes, then smiled up at the slitted eyes. "Go ahead, Duo," he growled, moving his hips upward. "Fuck me raw."
Duo grabbed his upper arms in a crushing vice, and pumped in and out of the beautiful boy under him. "Do you really want me to do that?" he asked in a teasing voice. "Really?" His lips descended to Heero's chest, and captured the nub they found there. His hands went to the throbbing erection, quickly going to work on that.
The Japanese boy uttered a strangled cry, looking up at the beast on top of him, in him. With sudden savageness, Heero grabbed Duo's face and captured his lips with his own. In that instant, the joyous rage that had been building in both let loose. Heero's nails split Duo's fair skin as the boy howled his release.
Duo just sagged in his arms, icy violet eyes wide. He spun over, holding the still shaking boy in his arms. "Sleep," he commanded, seeing Heero's Prussian eyes droop. When he was sure that Heero wouldn't awake, he buried his face in the junction between his neck and shoulders.
"I'm sorry," he whispered. "When we awaken... that he won't remember..."