Unexpected Response
"What a dull show." Trowa yawned. "Isn't there anything better on?"
Wufei checked the TV Guide, then turned on an old re-run of Judge
Judy.
"Oh goodie." Duo cheered. "We get to watch people fight over petty
stuff. What a nice change from the w...mmmph!"
"Thanks, Heero." Wufei remarked as, wisely not remarking about the
method which Heero had used to shut Duo up.
"Mmmmm...." Heero replied, not pulling back from the kiss
The others watched the show and soon Heero and Duo resumed watching
TV with them.
"Duo does have a point." Quatre said, after a bit. "The things that
people argued about on those old shows do seem petty when you put
them against what we fight for."
"Thank you, Quatre." Duo smiled, triumphantly.
The commercials during the show were various, consisting of
everything from jewelry to house paints.
"Think you'd like a ring like that some day?" Heero asked Duo during
one of the commercials.
Duo nodded and murmured a quiet affirmative.
That's when Heero drew out the small velvet box he'd been hiding.
Inside was a diamond ring even more beautiful than the one that had
just been advertised.
Duo stared at it, utterly speechless.
"Will you marry me?" Heero asked, getting down on one knee to propose
properly.
With tears of gladness in his eyes, his heart fluttering, Duo nodded,
so stunned and overjoyed, he barely managed to get out the word:
"Yes."
This brought a whooping cheer from the other pilots. Quatre insisted
paying for the wedding, offering the use of his family's private
chapel for the nuptials.
"I can give a list of some reasonably priced caterers." Trowa
offered, helpfully.
"Shut up, Trowa-chan." Quatre laughed, playfully batting Trowa's
shoulder. "I'm rich."
This brought laughter from all five pilots, including Trowa.
*****
Duo and Heero exchanged vows the following Saturday. The ceremony was
brief, but the following reception was elegant and playful in the way
that only parties arranged by Quatre Raberba Winner can be.
Dances of every kind were danced, songs of every kind were sung.
Parlor games were played. And the food was as varied as the
entertainments. Champagne was served with dinner and Quatre was soon
tapping his glass in the traditional signal for the newlyweds to
kiss. The young couple was more than happy to oblige.
As the reception came to a close, Heero and Duo thanked their guests
and wished them all safe trips home. Then, they climbed into the limo
Quatre's family had generously provided and headed off on their
honeymoon.
*****
In the bridal chamber of their honeymoon suite, Heero lowered Duo
onto the bed. He leaned over and kissed Duo removing first Duo's
clothes then his own. Then, he knelt between Duo's legs, stroking
and fondling Duo until the braided pilot was on the verge of his
first orgasm. Then, kissing Duo, Heero reached over to the bedside
table and retrieved a small jar of lubricant. He dipped his
fingers into the jar, then carefully, ever so gently, he worked it
into Duo.
"Are you ready, Duo?" he asked.
Duo nodded and Heero slipped his erection, carefully, into Duo's
virgin depths. Duo lay there, trembling, as Heero made love to him,
until they both climaxed. Duo's orgasm surprised Heero. Not because
he'd had one, that was expected. But because it had been completely
silent.
"Duo?" Heero opened his eyes and saw that Duo had turned his head and
was blushing.
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