[slackers] Title: Slackers
Author: ralphiere
Pairing: 2x1
Rating: R
Word Count: 2167
Warnings: Sexual situations, language, AU, Heero's POV
Disclaimer: Don't own them, and don't fret, none of the characters are minors. Notes: Yet another piece written at 3am at work. It appears my 3am brain is a perv.

That's to bleedtoblue for looking it over at a moments notice.

Challenge #203 - slack written for gw500

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"Walk with me?" Duo took hold of my hand and tugged me to my feet before I'd even answered. It was late, too late for walking, but I didn't argue. He'd had a lot to drink, but he didn't actually look drunk. Regardless, he shouldn't be trying to get himself home any time soon. Then again, neither should I.

Dew was already settling on the grass, indicating it was more early than late, but there were still a couple of hours till the sun rose. I didn't really pay attention to where he was leading me as we weaved through small neighborhoods, not caring where we ended up. The party had been fun, as usual, but as the music started to mellow and people started pairing off, I was suddenly at a loss for what to do. I'd spent the entire night watching him mingle and socialize, not saying a word to him, yet it was me that was now accompanying him on this bizarre jaunt.

I watched him examining the pavement as he walked with his hands stuffed deep in the pockets of his jeans. I was a half step behind, and it was enough to look at him without him being too aware. I'd been pleased when he'd arrived alone, hoping that I'd get a chance to spend some time with him but not expecting to have it be like this. Kicking a small stone, he stopped to watch it skitter across the road and I followed suit.

He was only wearing a thin t-shirt, probably not thinking about how cold and damp it had gotten when we'd left the house earlier, and I couldn't help but notice him shiver. I was actually warm in my leather jacket, I usually ran pretty warm as a general rule, and only hesitated a moment before I took it off and offered it to him. At first he just stared at me, barely shaking his head to refuse when he took it from my hands and slipped it on.

There was something about seeing him in my leather that made my stomach tighten and for the first time that night I couldn't look at him. I found myself staring at the sidewalk, afraid that he'd be able to see longing stamped across my face. Not that I'd cared earlier when I'd openly followed every move he made, but suddenly the night was starting to catch up to me.

"Thanks," Duo said in a low voice. I saw his black boots move towards me and looked up to see him just a few inches away. His eyes were sober but tired as he grinned at me, holding open the jacket as an invitation. "Come in and it'll keep us both warm."

Much like him, I'd started to shake my head no as I slid my arms between him and the leather, wrapping them around his waist. He shivered again, but I don't think it was from cold and his grin turned into a smirk as our faces moved so much closer.

"So far this has been the best part of the night," he murmured as he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine. I'd been fantasizing about kissing him for a long time, long before tonight's house party, and I took my time. I let him deepen the kiss, but forced it to be slow and easy as I teased him with the tip of my tongue. He groaned in frustration and I couldn't help smiling against his lips. "Come home with me," he whispered.

My mind had flipped through so many things to say as I'd played such a scenario through my head all night, but now that it was happening I could only nod and kiss him again. I pulled away grudgingly, letting my hands brush over his sides, feeling the firm body underneath the soft cotton of his shirt. Even in the darkness I could see the flush on his face from our kisses, and it was so hard not to grab him and start it all again. Instead I took hold of his hand, pleased as he readily laced his fingers with mine and started us walking. After a moment I realized I hadn't the faintest idea of where we were. "Duo? Do you know where we are?"

He stopped and looked around, biting his lip for a minute. "Yeah, we need to go back this way." He tugged my hand and turned us around. He glanced at me and I could see insecurity in his eyes. That surprised me; Duo was the most confident person I'd ever met. I gave his hand a squeeze and was rewarded with a smile, small and genuine.

As we walked back, I basked in the feel of his hand in mine, rubbing my thumb slowly across the back of it. We were silent as we backtracked down tidy little neighborhoods, looking like a couple of punks steeped in alcohol and cigarette smoke. Who else would be walking down deserted streets at four o'clock in the morning on a Sunday?

There was still music thrumming softly through the stereo as we walked back into the house, stepping over a body passed out in the hall. There were people curled up on furniture and on the floor, some sleeping and some wrapped around another in various stages of undress. I resisted the urge to start picking up empties, not wanting to leave Duo's side for fear that he'd change his mind.

"My jacket's in Trowa's room," Duo said over his shoulder as he walked down the hall towards the bedrooms. When we reached the closed door there was no mistaking the noises that were filtering out. Duo turned to me with a mischievous grin. "My car keys are in the pocket, I have to get them."

"Of course." I grinned back, not the least bit surprised that he didn't bother to knock before he swung the door inward. I could see the foot of the bed from where I was standing, and it took a minute for my brain to realize that I was seeing too many legs, three sets in fact. Duo walked in without hesitation, going to the pile on the floor and pulling his jacket out of it.

"Duo!" It took me a minute to recognize the voice, because it wasn't Trowa's. "Want to play?"

"Not tonight Quat, I have to get going." Duo waved towards the bed, his face breaking into a wide grin as a loud gasp sounded. "Although it does look like fun." He turned without a glance back and closed the door behind him. "It looks like the party moved in there."

I was at a loss for what to say. I wasn't shocked by what I saw, I was more than jaded, but I was a bit ... disturbed by the invitation offered to Duo. We'd been skirting around each other in the same large group of friends, but I hadn't had any indication that he was interested in anyone in particular - alone or in a group. "You can join them if you want."

Duo shook his head, his expression suddenly serious. "That's not what I want." Instead of giving me my jacket back and putting his on, he gave me the one in his hand. I took it without comment. As I put it on I was enveloped in Duo's scent and it made my heart speed up. "Still coming home with me?"

"Yeah." I stuffed my hands into the pockets of his jacket, finding his car keys and handing them over. "Want me to follow you?"

"Nah," Duo shook his head, stepping closer and backing me up against the wall. "Trowa won't mind if you leave your car here ... I like the idea of you having no means of escape." The kiss was expected, but the possessive growl that sounded in the back of his throat was a nice surprise. "Come on, let's go."

It was starting to get light outside as he navigated the empty streets towards his apartment. I had a vague idea of where he lived, remembering going there with Trowa once to pick him up, but I couldn't focus on anything beyond the hand that was running along my inner thigh. If Duo decided to dump me on the side of the road I'd have no clue how to get back to my car. Luckily that didn't seem to be on his agenda.

Although I'd been there once before, I'd never been inside. Duo's place was a small studio, eclectically decorated but fairly neat. His bed was a futon pushed into a corner of the room, and I could barely register anything else beyond Duo closing the door and falling onto the futon underneath him. Our clothes went flying, stuff actually getting knocked over as Duo flung clothes randomly.

"You are fucking gorgeous," Duo said as he flicked his tongue over my nipple. There were so many things I wanted to say in return, but words just couldn't leave my throat. Instead I tried to show him, flipping him on his back and kissing him. Our bodies rubbed together as I touched any part of him I could reach, loving the sounds he was making. Duo rolled us over again, sucking my neck and making me gasp. "I want to fuck you, Heero ... "

"Yes..." It was the first and only word I could manage. I tried to catch my breath as Duo leaned over the side of the bed and fumbled with something on the floor. In a moment he came back up with lube and a condom, his lips quirking upwards slightly before finding mine. "Yes," I repeated, louder this time as his slicked fingers started to slide into me. I watched the look of concentration on his face as he slid the condom over his erection and sucked his breath between his teeth, trying to fully grasp the moment.

I moved to roll onto my stomach but he stopped me, spreading my legs and pressing into me while looking intently at my face. I couldn't hold his gaze, he was so fucking beautiful, and let my eyes drift shut as he started to move. I made a small noise deep in my throat as he whispered in my ear about how amazing it felt to fuck me. I'm usually quiet during sex, and I think it was frustrating him a little as he slammed into me harder, begging to hear me. I couldn't bring myself to do more than gasp and pant as I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist and latched on to one of his nipples.

While we were fucking I didn't think I could take a moment more of such intensity, but once we'd collapsed into each other I felt it was over too quickly. I didn't want to lose this closeness, wrapping my arms around his neck as he slid out of me and rolled to the side.

"I'll be right back," Duo promised, brushing a kiss over my lips as he untangled himself. I watched him disappear into the bathroom, hearing the toilet flush and water running before he came back. He kneeled at my side and wiped off my stomach before I could argue to do it myself, tossing the wet cloth he'd brought back with him onto the floor and lying down beside me.

"I was wracking my brain all night over how to talk to you." He'd curled up on my chest and pulled a blanket over us. He yawned, his voice sounding exhausted. "I've wanted to do that since the first time I met you. Do you remember the first time we met?"

I thought for a moment, scrolling back through my memories. "About six months ago, outside of The Last Chance. We'd both met up with Trowa to see the Buzzcocks." I could feel him nodding in agreement.

Duo lifted his head and looked at me with a smirk. "That's the most you've ever said to me."

"I didn't know how to talk to you before," I admitted with a shrug, hoping that he wouldn't see my embarrassment.

He shook his head, leaning down to kiss me. "I've seen you watching me ... it took me a little while to translate what you were saying."

"Sorry," I whispered lamely.

"Don't be." Duo kissed me again, pressing his renewed erection against my leg. "You said a hell of a lot a little while ago, and I'm thoroughly enjoying learning your language."

I pulled him into my arms, rolling to my side and wrapping my body around him. I didn't miss his sigh of contentment as I closed my eyes. The sun was up and I was feeling the long night catching up with me. I wanted nothing more than to sleep the day away with Duo in my arms, and maybe wake up at dusk and start all over again.

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