The cold air streamed in through the open door. Wufei hurried to force it shut. Throwing a glance at his partner on the mission, he frowned. This did not look good. Heero Yuy and himself were on a Preventers� mission in the Antarctic of all places. They had heat, but it still felt about twenty degrees below zero in here. �You know, if you want to keep the cold out, keeping the door shut would be a step in the right direction.� Heero stated dully. Had it been anyone else, particularly that braided baka Duo Maxwell, he would have responded to this in some way, but this was Heero. He didn�t know how to respond when Heero started cracking jokes, other than feeling a bit of fear that something very bad was going to happen.

�It�s warmer over here,� Heero offered, gesturing towards the bed on which he was seated. Wufei doubted he meant it the way the invitation implied, but his body did not seem to care. Down boy, Wufei told his, um, appendage feebly. It did not seem to help much because his body continued to respond. Heero was frowning at him, totally unaware of the problem he was causing simply by being Heero and being so damn cute. Wufei could see why Duo liked him so much.

He finally forced himself over towards the bed and slipped under the blankets next to Heero. The bed was only a twin, so even though Wufei was trying to keep distance between himself and Heero it did not work very well. The warmth rising from Heero�s body only caused him to get harder and more aroused. Oh, shit! I have a feeling he�s going to notice that. Oh, the injustice! Wufei thought unhappily.

�Um...are you okay?� Heero asked, actually sounding like he cared.

�Uh, I think the cold is getting to me. My brain isn�t functioning right,� Wufei suggested. Heero sighed, a long afflicted noise, and wrapped his arms around Wufei�s body. A groan escaped Wufei�s lips. He could not take this anymore; he had wanted the Japanese boy since he had first met him.

He pulled Heero to him and brought his lips up to the other boy�s. A surprised noise escaped Heero�s lips, but he did not seem to mind the kiss. After a moment or so, he was kissing back with the same hunger. Wufei ran his hands down the length of the other boy�s body, something he had longed to do for a very long time. Heero sighed again, only this time it did not sound so annoyed.

Wufei slipped his tongue past Heero�s lips to explore the depths of his mouth. This was even better than he had imagined it would be. The other boy�s tongue stroked his own. Heero was pushing off Wufei�s shirt and running his hand across his well-defined chest. Wufei responded by removing the other boy�s clothing and his own confining pants. It suddenly was not so cold in here.

He kissed Heero�s mouth again and ran his mouth down to the Prussian eyed boy�s throat. It was surprisingly sensitive. He nibbled on the flesh lightly, causing the skin to turn a light pink color. He continued his explorations downward to the boy�s nipples. He eagerly took one into his mouth then the other.

He moved further down to Heero�s throbbing erection. He licked the tip of it delighting in the bitter taste. He slowly began to pump the Japanese boy�s erection. �Stop,� Heero commanded. Wufei whimpered mentally, sensing the rejection that was coming. � I don�t want to come until you�re inside me,� Heero continued, shocking Wufei to say the least.

�I don�t have any lubricant,� Wufei argued. He did not want to hurt the boy. �So improvise,� Heero suggested. Wufei nodded, understanding. He coated his fingers with the boy�s precum and forced on finger into Heero�s tight passage. There was only slight discomfort for Heero, and it passed quickly. Wufei pushed a second in then a third, continuing only after he could move the three without hurting Heero.

His own throbbing erection was dripping with precum as he pushed himself into the heat of Heero�s body. He stopped after getting the tip in to give Heero a chance to adjust. Heero thrust his hips forward, impaling himself upon Wufei�s hardness. He gasped and arched his back. Wufei found watching the boy to be as erotic as the act of making to love to him was.

Heero�s legs went around his waist as he began to move within him. The rhythm of their actions were slow at first, but they quickly lost control and began to move quickly as they moaned and writhed against each other. Heero came first, followed closely by Wufei. They collapsed against each other in a sweaty, gasping pile upon the small bed.

Heero looked at Wufei, and with an oddly straight face murmured, �So, are you still cold?� Wufei could only smile softly in return. They dosed off in each other�s arms, not feeling the cold in the least bit.