Stairway to Heaven

By: Kyoryoku Nazo

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     !LEMON!
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Part 2

/Yes, there are two paths you can go by, But in the long run/

The angel's fingers stroked down Heero's sides, pulling his hips up ever so gently. All this
attention was pure heaven, a feeling he wouldn't want to surrender for anything in the 
world. And yet, he wanted to shower his angel with the same affection, to find out what 
would cause the angel above him to writhe with the same intensity that he was at the moment. 
So with frightened and inexperianced hands, Heero cautiously reached for his angel, pulling 
the gorgeous creature back up to his face. 
His angel's breath was ragged and deep, it's shoulders heaving ever so slightly. Sultry 
eyes looked back at him from beneath the creature's lowered brow. Whatever Heero lacked in 
experiance, he made up in desire, clasping his angel's head in his hands and pressing his 
lip's against it's. Their tounges danced, hungry for each other. Heero's fingers were now 
entwined in the silky hair draped around them both, pulling his angel further into the kiss.
 
/There's still time to change the road you're on/

As soon as Heero could feel the angel start to loose control of the situation, the beautiful 
creature was tossed onto it's back, now pinned at the shoulders. The Japanese boy stared 
down into the endless eyes and smiled wickedly from ear to ear. Surprise soon turned into 
passionate lust as his angel surrendered to Heero, closing it's eyes and leaning it's head 
back in silent moan of pleasure. 
Having no trouble finding his dominant side, Heero rested his hands gently on his angel's 
shoulders, leaning down and kissing it's ear gently.
"Mine," he breathed in it's ear with a husky voice.

/And it makes me wonder/

"Yours," echoed the angel. Their bodies slid together delicatly, causing them both to moan 
and press against each other. Although Heero was filled with his new-found 'freedom', he 
surpressed the urge to take his angel then and there. Using every ounce of earned control 
that had been trained into him, Heero took his time, sliding his fingers slowly down the 
angel's body, tracing the inticing curves along the way. 
For as long as the former pilot had known the now quivering body beneath him, the whole 
experiance was creating the feeling that they were getting to know each other for the first 
time.

*measure repeats as intrumental with more vocal 'ohs' and 'ahs'*

Heero's angel was completly verbalizing it's pleasures now, sending delicious little chills 
up and down the ex-solider's spine as another groan filled his ears. Heaving breathing 
turned into all out pants of lust when delicate fingers made their way down Heero's side, 
flipping casually inside the waistband of his spandex. Those few seconds lasted for hours 
to Heero who found the shorts becoming more and more restraining and unnecessary with every 
breath. 
His hips thrust foward into the night air when his erection became exposed, leaving Heero 
utterly breathless. 

/Your head is humming and it won't go in case you don't know/

The angel could feel the weakening arms on either side of his chest and took advantage of 
the situation, grabbing Heero's arousal for all it was worth. Besides the look of contorted 
pleasure on Heero's face, the creature was rewarded with the passionate shriek the former 
pilot let out. Heero's angel smiled, taking the shivering boy into his arms and kissing his 
neck gently. Positioning himself behind Heero, the angel never let it's grip go, continuing 
with gentle strokes. 
Heero's eyes opened slowly and tilted his head to the side, capturing his angel's lips with 
his own. Even one day ago, he never would have given into his desires like this. But the 
burning that ran throughout his entire body called forth instincts he didn't even know he 
had, urging his hands to explore behind his back, bringing his angel right up against him.

/The piper's calling you to join him/

The lovely creature took heed of the silent invitation and clasped it's fingers lightly 
around Heero's now throbbing erection. With skilled and nimble grace, the angel tightened 
it's grip, using Heero's various gasps and moans to determine how it should move. The silky 
hand slowly started to move, caressessing it's way up the former pilot's length, stopping 
when it reached the tip to squeeze gently, elicting a strangled growl out of Heero.
He was now tossing his head back and forth on his angel's shoulder, moaning for more of 
what the beautiful creature was giving him. 
Apparently his cries of rapture only urged the beautiful creature on, resulting in 
sensations the former pilot didn't know were possible. 
"Heero," breathed the angel, his angel. "Heero, are you alive now?"

/Dear lady, can you hear the wind blow, And did you know/

But Heero could only manage a strangled groan from the back of his throat. His attention 
was completly focused on the sensations hitting his body in waves, each one forcing his 
hips up into his angel's willing hand. He could feel the pressure building inside and knew 
he couldn't hold out much longer. Breathing became a task for him, every inch of his skin 
alive with a fire that burned almost as the deep as the cobalt blaze in his eyes. Pants and 
sighs turned into fought back screams, everything turning into a mass of color and sound. 
The soft words of love whispered by his angel were enough to push him over the edge had it 
not been for his extreme self-control. He wanted these sensations to last as long as 
possible.
This worked for but a few more moments before the all-too-familiar build of pressure within 
him rose to the breaking point.

/Your stairway lies on the whispering wind/

And then it was gone.
All Heero could do was let out a pathetic sound half-way between a cough and a groan, 
squinting his eyes from the pain. 
"Not yet, Heero," was all the angel said, having full advantage in the situation.
"Omae...o...korosu," replied the former pilot, nearly in tears now. His body strained 
against the surprisingly strong hands of his angel, seaching for that final touch which 
would give him release. 
"Patience," the creature whispered, nibbling on his ear ever so gently. Heero once again 
arched his back, silently pleading with his angel.
As much as Heero struggled, the angel prevailed in holding him still. Weakened by the day's 
sequential shocks and the ever present throes of passion, he slowly started to calm his 
body, reluctently giving in to his angel's minstrations.

*vocals trail off as the guitar and percussion begin a fanfare to a faster pace*

"That's better," his angel murmured, feeling the ex-pilot's muscles finally relax. 
Heero's breathing was absolutely ragged as once again as the angel's hands traced the 
contours of his body. Every nerve stung with lust as the creature would trace one of those 
special spots. A light brush of the angel's fingertip over the back of his ear, an extra 
sensitive point on his side, or just the right way the soft hand would glide down his chest 
sent Heero reeling on the verge of insanity. His angel continued the loving torture as it 
seemed to touch the writhing body everywhere but where it needed the touch most.

*the measure repeats with a deeper bass beat, ending in slow heavy chords*

Heero's hands reached back and ran through the soft and silken strands of hair that hung 
gracefully around their bodies. His fingers dragged slowly through the folds, eventually 
making their way down onto his angel's skin. 
As soon as that gentle contact was made, the angel's body stiffened and a low moan echoed 
in Heero's ear. With the skill only a pilot could manage, Heero continued to reach his 
arms further behind him, stroking the curves of his angel's neck and shoulders. 
Apparently the angel was in as much a state of need as Heero, for the beautiful body 
supporting him arched upward, causing Heero to match the moans of his angel in both pitch 
and strain.

*the long lead guitar solo begins, creating the melody for the rest of the song*

All games were dropped as Heero turned to face his angel, moving his hands from it's 
shoulders and taking it's face firmly. His stoic eyes shown in the moonlight, reflecting 
all the need and desire of the amethysts in front of him. But both sets of eyes were soon 
to close as the two angel's of the their own right met each other half way for an 
earth-shattering kiss. Their lips meshed with every ounce of passion and love they could 
wring from their souls. Tounges danced in unison, breaking apart for spilt seconds as the 
two bodies tried despretly to catch their breath without loosing contact.
Each struggled for domination, using every dirty trick they could think of for that little 
bit of edge that would allow control. Hands grabbed at wrists, pulled on hair, shoved and 
squeezed until finally Heero gave in to his angel, submitting for the first time in his 
life. Oh it was glorious to finally surrender control, to simply allow the pleasures to rush 
through him. And surrender he did. The angel had him pinned by the shoulders, each of it's 
legs straddled to either side of Heero's trembling form.

*three main melodic notes repeat as the solo continues, moving to a percussion roll*

"Onegai!" whimpered Heero through clenched teeth, the muscles hidden under his silky skin 
shaking violently as his body fought his will. His head thrashed back and forth, tossing 
his hair about the flower bed. 
All this did was extract an almost sinister laugh from his seducer. He could practically 
feel the gaze of the amethyst eyes across his chest.

*a second lead guitar joins the first in a harmonic duet*

Just when he thought he was lost in the orbs of violet fire, an electric sensation 
distracted his thoughts, for his angel's hand was starting to reach dangerously low. Without 
another warning, cold flesh was pressed against Heero's thigh, causing him to shriek. The 
angel's eyes never left his, although they did narrow considerably as the hand jerked to 
the side, spreading Heero's legs wide.
Although his first instinct urged him to immediatly thrust his legs back together, he 
descided to go with his second inclination, willingly parting them further.

*the duet comes to a close, ending in heavy percussion fanfares*

"Please....onegai, please, PLEASE!" he cried, arching his back and his hips up to the hand 
so close to where he desired it most. The angel only grinned and brought his hand back to 
Heero's face. As it did this, the top of it's hand lightly, and seemingly accidently brushed
against the burning skin of Heero's length.
Immediatly he strained for the contact, gasping out curses and plees, but it was too late. 
Once again their eyes locked in a spellbound trance, burning into each other's souls.
"Perhaps...," the angel started, moving the hand up further and running it through Heero's 
hair, "Perhaps if you ask me nice enough...," it trailed off.
All barriers were down, all secrets were revealed. Never again would Heero EVER hide his 
emotions. 
He was alive.

*the guitars octave jump as the drums break into the final melody*

/And as we wind on down the road/

"DUO!" he screamed, throwing his head back into an inaudible series of moans and cries, 
"Duo, please!"
The angel who Heero placed his life in countless times and visa versa took it upon himself 
to repay all the favors, the hurts, the lies and the betrayals in one single 
world-shattering kiss. Despreation and need flowed as one past their mouths and through 
their bodies, exploding into a simultanious moan of pleasure as Duo grabbed Heero by the 
waist, thrusting foward and grinding their hips together. 
As before, the struggle for domination took forth as the boys tumbled about the flowers, 
stopping to gasp and whimper every time their erections would brush together - which was 
often. Heero grabbed his lover's shaft and started working it roughly, relishing in the 
almost painful cry of ecstasy Duo released. The angel returned the favor, taking Heero's 
member into his own hand and stroking at the same rhythm. Emotions flowed freely between 
them, never once stopping to second guess a move or an exclaimation.

/Our shadows taller than our soul/

Somehow, Heero managed to open his eyes enough to see Duo's face contorted in an equal mask 
of lust and pleasure. Beads of sweat dotted the beautiful angel's face, creating a picture 
more beautiful than any artist could render. Although the ever building heat resonating 
from his pulsing sex was enough to deal with, Heero suddently felt a twinge of shock, 
causing him to cry out. 
Duo's fingers worked against his nipple with skill and grace, twisting with a contradicting 
rough gentleness, bringing Heero once again to the point of orgasm. Tight steel muscles 
contracted under Duo's minstrations giving the universal warning sign of what was to come.
Once again, both sets of eyes met with a wordless gaze of understanding.

/There walks a lady we all know/

"Angel," whispered Heero, tears welling into his eyes. His breath was ragged and hoarse with 
need, his hips raising to Duo's willing fist by will of their own. "My......angel..," he 
moaned, the last part of the word trailing off as his climax hit him like nothing 
imaginable.
Duo continued with his task at hand, pumping Heero's shaft as hard as ever, never once 
stopping a beat. The ex-pilot's shouts were frantic, his eyes held open by some awesome 
force of power rushing across his body.
While great pleasure was attained by giving to his lover, Duo still felt the need for his 
own release. This was becoming more and more urgent with each keening cry from Heero's 
parted lips. His own eyes squinted with effort, trying to focus on his koibito, not wanting 
to abandon him for his own gain.
Heero could apparently see this as his climax eventually subsided, though his lust was 
hardly satisfied. Cobalt met amethyst as Heero lifted Duo's gaze to meet his own through 
the squinted eyes of the braided angel.
 
/Who shines white light and wants to show/

Duo was so hard by now that it actually hurt. His wail of pleasure could be heard throughout 
the entire forest as Heero returned his hand to his lover's aching shaft. It didn't take 
long for Heero to regain his prowess with the aide of Duo's delicious little whimpers and 
moans. They rang in his ears and down to his toes, although most of the effect took place 
somewhere inbetween. 
Duo's hands were braced on the ground, palm down on either side of Heero's head. He was 
panting so hard he felt as if he would pass out, which would not have surprised anyone who 
could have seen the state he was reduced to. With his free hand, Heero ran his fingers 
through the silky strands of hair draped around them.
  
/How ev'rything still turns to gold/

The satiny locks which had shown golden in the sunset now reflected the moon in a platinum 
glow. Only as Duo tossed his head back in passion when Heero reached foward to return to 
well appreaciated favor and caress Duo's stiff nipple did the waves of chesnut hair show 
their true color. 
Although Duo's leethe figure paled in comparison to the toned build of Heero, it wasn't 
hard to see the stiffening of the equally well trained muscles beneath all that. Even when 
reduced to the most tender and vulnerable of all states, Duo still held power by refusing 
to be tossed on his back by the beautiful ex-pilot underneathe him. 
"I...can't...hold..it....much...longer....," stammered the angel with obvious strain. As 
soon as he finished his sentence, his breathing became completly erratic, each breathy moan 
increasing in pitch and force.
"Then don't," spoke Heero in a complete opposite tone, soothing and erotic. Duo apparently 
didn't need any more encouragement.

/And if you listen very hard/

His shoulders lurched back into a cat-like stance, craning his neck up and tossing his head 
back in a true scream, sending the chesnut waves over and onto his back as he came, spilling 
all he was worth past Heero's ever-tightening grip. Never before had Heero ever heard such 
a true and innocent expression of emotion. It was enough to make him want to explode once 
again, but instead he went on with getting Duo off, reaching behind to the nape of his neck 
and pulling the angel foward into a rough, passionate kiss.
Duo continued to moan and scream into Heero's mouth, never once breaking contact unless it 
was absolutly necessary.
"Take me!" he finally shouted, wrenching his lips away from Heero's, both of them panting 
in a crazy manner. They both knew that whatever was destined to happen between them that 
night was not yet finished. The look exchanged through the narrowed eyes was enough to make 
either of them cascade of the edge. "Take me," Duo repeated, this time with less force but 
twice as much lust.
 
/The tune will come to you at last/

Heero pushed gently on Duo's shoulders, inwardly pleased at the silent permission for 
control given as the angel willingly shifted onto his back. However, he hesitated, 
positioning himself at Duo's tight entrance, looking up into the eyes of violet fire for a 
different permission. He didn't want to hurt his koi, but he ever so wanted to take the 
braided angel for all he was worth as well.
"Onegai," breathed Duo, anxiously raising his hips for more contact. "Onegai, Heero, 
please....,"
"A-are you sure?" he stammered, inwardly fighting, "It will hur-"
But he was cut off my an almost violent kiss. Not able to keep his lust in check a second 
longer, Heero pushed foward past the tight entrance and into Duo's depths. The angel hissed 
in sudden pain, clenching his teeth and forcing his body to adapt to the violation. Ever so 
slowly, much slower than Heero EVER wanted to go, he pushed foward, letting Duo adjust. 
Both boys lay panting chaotically, shoulders heaving, eyes opening and closing in dramatic 
fashions.
 
/When all are one and one is all/

After what seemed like an eternity, Duo opened his eyes and looked back into the Prussian 
blues waiting for the gaze. Although they were physically joined, they now also shared the 
same mind. The same heart. The same soul. 
Duo's hair was fanned out beneathe him on the flowers more beautifully than any blossom. 
His arms reached up and wrapped around Heero's neck, pulling the freed pilot down for a 
gentle kiss.
"I...I've never felt so alive in my entire life," stammered Heero, fighting the urge to 
move within his lover, "I..I..l-love you Duo...."
Duo stared back at him with wide eyes, not beliving what he just heard. "N-nani?"
"Ai shiteru," he restated, managing to part his lips in a smile before his face returned to 
being stained in passion.
"I love you too!" cried Duo, wrapping his arms around Heero's neck and pulling him down 
into a sultry and lustfilled kiss. No longer able to hold back any longer, Heero groaned 
loudly and thrust foward as hard as he could. Both of them let out a keening cry of 
ecstasy, pressing harder against each other, just causing the pleasure to increase between 
them. Just when Duo thought that it couldn't possibly get any better, Heero hit a spot 
inside him that caused him to see stars. His eyes rolled back as he screamed his pleasures, 
burying his face in Heero's neck. 
The ex-pilot focused on the ground beneath them, trying despretly to hold back. He wanted 
the feelings rushing through him to last as long as possible. However, the warmth 
surrounding his member and the erotic moans Duo was releasing weren't helping him that 
much.
 
/To be a rock and not to roll/

With the stamina only Heero Yuy could manage, he continued to thrust in and out of his 
love, gripping the more feminine boy firmly by the hips and pulling up to meet his inward 
pushes. He could feel Duo's arms and hands around his back, grabbing despretly, almost in 
the same rhythm as the heavy breathing he could feel against his neck. Over and over he hit 
that sweet spot inside Duo, each time wringing a more desperate cry from the angel's lips. 
His angel. Duo truley was his angel. He wasn't planning on living past the day that has 
just passed. 
"Angel," the word slipped past Heero's lips in a soft moan, gently lifting Duo's face from 
the crook of his neck. Tears stained his angel's eyes and he could feel the sleek body 
trembling against his. With a loving motion, Heero slowly wrapped his fingers around Duo's 
aching shaft. The shimmering amethysts slitted closed at that, his head falling back 
limply, giving over to pleasure. 
"My angel," whispered Heero gently, matching the motion of his hand to the motion of his 
hips. In an almost instant moment, both lovers felt the passion build inside them, 
threatening to release.

*vocals trail off, the guitars taking over and resuming the final melody*

Their eyes met with adrenaline rushing through their bodies. Each of them knew what was to 
come and they both knew it would be intense. A slight smile appeared in the corner of Duo's 
mouth and without another hesitation, Heero moved faster than he ever thought possible. It 
was an effort to concentrate on both pleasing himself as well as Duo, though his hand never 
wavered on his koibito.
As much as he had been able to control himself throughout the afternoon and even up until 
that point, Heero could no longer hold onto that iron control which was his trademark. 
Leaning down and muffeling his screams in Duo's hair, he released his orgasm into the 
braided angel, pouring out all he had to offer.
As soon as Duo felt Heero go over the edge, he too came hard, arching his back and up 
closing his eyes. Heero felt Duo tighten around him, only causing his climax to intensify. 

*measures slow into a steady rhythm, returning to the original tempo*

For one silent moment, they clung to each other for all they were worth. Heero's angel 
guided both of them past the clouds, past the stars to a plane of feelings and emotion 
neither of them knew existed. They both exclaimed each other's names on a whisper, letting 
their hearts lead them slowly back to Earth. 

*a single gunshot rings across the forest*

After the flash of light settled, and Heero blinked his eyes once, allowing a single tear
to slide down his cheek as the cold metal of the gun dropped from his hand, landing on the
ground with a dull thud; soft, but as chilling to the heart as the shot it has just fired.
His lips parted in a smile, his eyes rolling heavenward as they had in his vision of how
things could have been.
His legs turned useless beneath him and he fell to his knees, then foward on his chest.
Crimson ran from his tossled hair as the last breath the Perfect Solider would ever take
passed his lips.

/And she's buying a stairway to heaven/

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ORIGINAL SONG LYRICS BELONG TO LED ZEPPLIN
GUNDAM WING AND IT'S CHARACTERS BELONG TO THEIR RESPECTIVE CREATORS
ALL ORIGINAL FICTION CONSIDERED PROPERTY OF KYORYOKU NAZO
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