Donīt Ask


by KatiKat



"...but I would take this one. What do you...?" Duo turned to Heero, his finger pointed at the two kinds of lubricant, only to find that Heero wasnīt beside him anymore. Instead, a violet-haired punk dressed in leather grinned at him, showing his pierced tongue.

"I wouldnīt mind trying it with you," the punk leered, disrobing him with his eyes.

Duo meeped and made a hasty retreat. Catching up with Heero two aisles away, he grabbed his hand tightly. When Heero looked at him, he waved his hand. "Donīt ask."

Heero shook his head. "Baka."



The End

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