Lunar Symphony

Nuriko: :grins gleefully: Now if I can just have this happen. . . :trails off, nibbling her lower lip:

Duo: :reads over her shoulder: Having fun, Nuri?

Nuriko: Yeah. I’m just wondering what to do next.

Duo: :eyes widen as he catches up: Whoa, what are you planning?

Nuriko: :blinks: Why does everyone ask me that?

Duo: Because it’s a pretty good question to ask around you.

Nuriko: :smirks: You shall see, then.

Duo: Where’s Jess and Heero again?

Nuriko: Who knows? Last I knew, Heero was still angry with me.

Duo: For Part Eight of Magic and Mobile Suits?

Nuriko: :nods: I’m fairly certain Jess is upset with me as well, if only to humor him.

Duo: What you’re planning won’t make him any happier.

Nuriko: :once again turning back to her work, smirk on her lips: Perhaps not. Then again, who knows? We’ll find out later.

Duo: You’re asking to actually be killed by him someday.

Nuriko: :frowns: I don’t want him to hate me, I just want stories with a good story line. If everything goes smoothly then no one enjoys what’s written.

Duo: Good point, Nuri.

Nuriko: I’ve always believed so. :looks at her work: Can you make the usual introduction?

Duo: :nods: All right. I’ll also ask Heero to forgive you. You’re always a mess when one of us is upset with you. :turns to the readers: Now, on to chapter nine.

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I stared into his handsome face and stunning Prussian blue eyes and knew my jaw must have hit the floor. Had he just said what I think he had? Had he just told me he’d quit? That he’d quit because I wanted him to? What planet did I get tossed onto to have this happen?

“You’ll quit? Just like that?” I asked. I couldn’t help but press my cheek into his gentle touch. Oh how I loved this man. I loved him so much.

“Just like that, Duo. I want you to know I’m not using you. I want more than just your body. I want you, all of you.” I felt tears sting my eyes. I refused to cry, because men just don’t cry. He was trying so hard. Yet I couldn’t see things this easy. Heero loved being a Preventer. I couldn’t make him leave something he loved.

“Heero, come on now, be reasonable. Being a Preventer is everything you enjoy. I can’t take that away from you. I’d never take that from you.” I sighed and reluctantly moved away from the warmth of Heero’s touch.

“Sure I enjoy being a Preventer, Duo. I’ve always been a soldier. I’ve never been anything else. Yet, there’s something I want more than a job. Something I can only have with you by my side.” Darn it! Why did he have to become so sweet now? My eyes burned with tears that I struggled to hold back. It was a struggle, for certain, but I managed it. Why did Heero have to begin to love me now? Now, when I wasn’t worthy of such an emotion, especially from him. Had seeing me on the street caused him to feel this way? It stumped me to no end.

“Heero, don’t start. Don’t say what I know is on the tip of your tongue. I couldn’t handle that right now. I really can’t handle that now. Just let me go on with things as they are. Just remain my lover, Heero, my friend, my partner.” I was falling apart. I wasn’t ready to know what Heero felt. My three years as a prostitute had twisted me. I really believed I wasn’t worth all of this. He sighed softly and nodded.

“All right Duo. We’ll handle things your way.” I smiled then, grateful for his understanding. I moved then, throwing myself into his arms. He wrapped his strong arms around me. So much strength, so much power, and yet he was so gentle with me. I slowly moved up and pressed my lips against his. It was a kiss full of the love neither one was willing to vocalize.

I slowly trailed my tongue over his bottom lip. His breath hitched in his throat. We slowly stripped one another, our movements slow and steady. I then followed him into his bedroom, our hands clasped together. Neither one of us wanted to let go. Once in his room, I slowly laid Heero down on the bed. This one would be slow, unhurried.

I began by lightly sucking and nipping at his left earlobe. I then kissed my way down his neck, nipping occasionally before soothing the wounds with my tongue. Heero hissed and moaned in pleasure. Sometimes he’s buck when I’d find a sensitive area. I then made my way down his chest, nipping and then easing my small marks.

“Duo!: Heero cried out as I laved one taunt nipple with my cleaver tongue before lightly scraping my teeth over it. He writhed beneath me, but I was no way near done. I then took my time and followed the slim planes of his stomach and hips. I then trailed down over his waist toward his now dripping member. I allowed my breath to caress over his length, but avoided touching it.

“I then trailed down one of his legs, kissing, nipping, and licking my way down. Heero was being terrible now, unable to remain still. His moans grew louder as I began coming back up his other leg. Once again I faced his erection. I looked up at him through my lashes. He was writhing a lot now. My tongue trailed over his tip, tasting him. Heero’s hips bucked toward me.

“Poor, Hee-chan. You’re in pain, aren’t ya? Want me to take care of it?” I asked, my voice husky. Heero moaned, low and deep as I once again licked the tip of his engorged flesh. My teasing was actually bothering me a hell of a lot as well.

“Take me!” he cried out. I smiled and then took him fully into my mouth, his tip resting in the back of my throat. Heero cried out in pleasure, his body moving against me. I began moving up and down, creating suction while I moved. His moans became more frantic as I worked. His hands tangled in my hair while I worked, helping me move.

He suddenly stopped me, pulling me up. “No, not like that,” he said, pressing a kiss to my lips. I quickly placed a condom over him, but he took the lube from me before I could prepare myself. “Let me,” he whispered. I nodded. He coated his fingers thickly before sliding a finger between my crack. His finger slid in carefully. I moaned low in my throat. God, he felt so good.

He moved inside me, his nimble fingers hitting that sweet spot and sending stars up before my eyes. Oh how I loved him. He then worked two fingers inside, moving them in a circular motion inside me before letting them slide out. He then repeated the same motions until I was fully accepting. He then inserted a third finger, soon making me writhe against his hand.

“Now, Hee-chan. I’m ready now,” I pleaded. He needed no further encouragement and removed his fingers. For a moment, I felt bereft, empty. Then, he had my legs up over his shoulders and his erection was pressed against my entrance. He slowly filled me, causing a pleasurable torment for both of us. I moaned deeply while he groaned. Soon, I was filled and we took a moment to become used to it. Then he was pumping in and out of me, my cries of pleasure echoing off the walls. Heero grunted as soon things began to build swiftly. He grasped my erection with his slick hand, pumping in time to his thrusts. Seeing stars once again, I was soon crying out, feeling him climax inside me as I spilled myself over his hand and onto my chest. I let him rest as we were before taking his hand that I had nailed and raised it to my lips. Slowly, one finger at a time, I sucked it clean. Once done I did the same to his palm, nipping at the soft skin there.

He jumped, slipping out and then staring intently down at me. What was he thinking with those cobalt eyes so serious? I was beginning to realize he had me thinking a lot of questions that I had absolutely no answers to. He was still perfect to look at. His chest was well built and my every bedtime fantasy. There was not a scar on him; even though he’s been injured more times than I could remember. I, personally, had two scars on my body, but no one has ever seemed to notice them. It’s funny, I made it through the wars without anything to mark me and then I find myself marked twice afterwards. One was on my back, right in the middle of it. It was slightly raised and pink on the otherwise flawless pale skin. It happened two years ago, when a customer tried to make me into a pincushion.

The other one was on my left leg. It was small, almost invisible, but you could feel it when you ran your hand over it. That one happened while I was first adjusting to life back on L2. One of the children had stabbed me with a letter opener in order to get away. To this day I wasn’t upset with Luc for it. He was only trying to survive, the same as anyone else would.

I soon felt Heero’s lips on my chest, gently lapping at the stickiness there. My eyes widened in surprise. His tongue lightly rasped against the hard planes of my stomach. My stomach muscles clenched tightly in surprise. “Hee. . .Hee-chan? What are you doing?” I asked, my voice hitching.

“Tasting you,” he answered, dragging a low moan from my lips.

“I see,” I replied, allowing him to finish his actions. I was content. I never was one who needed a lot of sex. With Heero, I enjoyed the closeness of afterward more than the actual doing of it. Honestly, we made love great. It was wonderful, but I could live without it if necessary. As long as Heero would hold me occasionally, I’d be happy and content.

“Duo, how come what I do doesn’t make you raise?” he asked quietly, looking down at my length. I smiled softly. I then pulled him up to me and I rested his head on my shoulder, my lips caressing the top of his head.

“It isn’t that I don’t want you, Hee-chan, so stop thinking it.” His head came up, his eyes meeting mine. Surprise colored their depths.

“How’d you know?” I smiled and kissed his lips.

“I know you, Heero. I’m only very content and I don’t think I could go again if I tried.” Heero smiled then, kissing me in return.

“Oh, I didn’t realize.”

“What? That not all of us can go dozens of times before being content?” Heero flushed softly and I pulled him back down. “Lay down, my Heero. We need some sleep. Will you lay with me and hold me tonight?” Heero smiled gentle against my chest, I could feel it.

“Hai,” he whispered, settling against me. It was an hour later, while he thought I was asleep that he said the one thing that I hadn’t been willing to hear. “I love you,” he whispered softly. My eyes snapped open in fear. I kept my breathing even, not letting him know I was awake and waited for him to fall deeply asleep.

After another hour, Heero was finally deeply asleep. I slipped out from under him and silently got dressed. I then took the time to write a note, speaking it quietly as I did.

“Dear Heero. I’m deeply honored that you would love me. Yet I can’t accept it. Not yet. I’m not worthy of your love. Once I can make myself worthy of you, I’ll return as your lover. Until then, just remain my friend and help out while you are around.

“I can’t ask you to leave a job you love. That would be like you asking me to leave the children. I couldn’t do it for you so you shouldn’t do it for me. I hope you can understand this Heero. There’s a reason why I don’t allow you to take me without protection. It’s because I don’t feel worthy of your pureness. Thus is the same reason I don’t take you. You don’t need something so tainted in you. When I’ve finally become worthy of you, then I’ll come back to you in all ways. Until then, I’ll remain at the Haven. It’s safer this way. Do know I love you too. I have since the first day you rescued me. Love, your fallen angel, Duo.”

I watched detachedly as two tears fell onto the letter before I could stop them. I then placed the letter on the pillow beside Heero and left silently. The children needed me. Morgana had to be asked an important question. There was lots more I had to do. All of it would keep me from dealing with the millions of pieces my heart had just fallen into. I loved Heero more than my own life and I was letting him go. If he came back, I’d breathe freely once more. If he didn’t, my heart would always have an empty spot that no one could fill, no one but my Hee-chan.

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Nuriko: :sighs, tears in her eyes: There, it’s done.

Duo: :nods: Good. This ones all on me. I pushed you to this ending.

Nuriko: :shakes her head: Not at all, I went along willingly with it. We needed something serious.

Duo: Nothing’s more serious than angst, Nuri. I can understand the way you have me thinking, though.

Nuriko: As can I. I only hope Heero and Jess understand as well.

Duo: :hugs her: I’m certain they will, Nuri. At least, I hope so.

Nuriko: Until next chapter, ja mata ne.

Duo: Review and let us all know you love Nuri’s writing. She needs the support at the moment.