| Pizza Hut... We're just gonna get into it. I aplogize for the poor quality on the last one. This will hopefully be better. Warnings: 1x1, 1+2 Other stuff: Not mine, Don't own, Don't sue, won't help you. ^_^ Chapter Nine. Saturday evening. Heero's View. 'Where am I' I had just woken up, again. 'Oh, yea. I'm at Duo's.' I sit up. This time minus my headache. I run my fingers through my short hair. I get up and start wandering the house looking for a bathroom. I search from room to room, looking. All I find, is one mess after another. The only room that looked clean, was the room I had woken up in. I finally find the bathroom, itself a mess. There was a brush on the counter, along with a toothbrush, toothpaste, several bottles of hairspray, a bottle of hair gel, a glass, a pen (1), and a bunch of other junk. The floor was littered with soaked towels, one of his work uniforms, and pair of his black boxers. 'Don't think about it....' I reminded myself. 'You are not gay, Yuy. You do not want Duo. He is a coworker, and friend, you do not want his tight ass. Ah, crap. I'm thinking about him again.' I pounded my head against the wall. "Owwww...." I forgot about the lump on my head already. "I think I hit my head a little too hard. I hear ringing." I splashed some water on my face. Ringing continues. "Shower will help me." I strip down, leaving my clothes alongside Duo's. I turn the water on. I step under the freezing spray. I concentrate on the freezing water, the ringing fades. I allow my mind to wander again. 'Why does even the thought of him do this to me? Is it his hair? His eyes?? What? Tell me!' I begin to wash my dark unrully hair. I start to picture Duo in my mind. I picture his soft heart shaped face. The small wisks of hair that come loose from his braid to frame his face. The immense length of hair, neatly braided down his back. His soft violet eyes. 'Something's missing.' I think, but can't figure it out. It wasn't until I animated my image of Duo, did I realize. 'It's everything about him, but espicially his cheerful attitude. He smiles at me in my image. Image Duo approaches me. He reaches out. He touches my face. I find myself leaning into the imaginary touch. 'What am I doing? I'm getting off to the image of a person who will never want me.' I shake the thought from my head. The image doesn't fade. The image Duo puts his other hand on my waist. I shurg at my own thoughts. 'But since he's not here, and not going to find out, why not.' I think. Image Duo places a kiss on my cheek. His hand moves around my waist and grabs my ass pulling me closer to him. Image Duo then slides down my body. He laps at my cock. I shudder at the touch of my own hand tightening on me. I imagine that it's Duo's talented mouth, sucking me off. Image Duo lightly laps and sucks on me. 'Never would I thought that I'd be jerking off to an image of a guy, much less to an image of Duo' I think slowly moving my hand up and down my shaft. I increase my speed, arching into the touch. I slide my other hand down to grasp my balls. I give them a gentle squeeze. I shiver at the sensation. Image Duo continues sucking on me. The image drives me closer and closer to the edge. I moan unconciously. I pump faster, squeezing my painfully hard erection. I come across my hand and stomach. "Oh, man...Duo" I pant, as I brace myself against the wall, pumping all of it out. I can no longer hold myself up, I slip down to my knees. Image Duo was already on his knees. He takes my head in his hands and mouths the words "Thank you". The door is pushed open, it squeaks as it does. I feel slightly embarressed as I peek around the fogged glass doors. 'Please don't let it be Duo, please don't let it be Duo.' I slide the door open, just enough for a part of my face. I am met nose to nose with a large chocolate lab(2). The dog licks my face, wagging its tail. "How could I miss you?" I rub the large dog's head. I stand up turning off the water. I step out grabbing a towel. The large dog lapping the water off my ankles. I smile at her. "Where did you come from anyway?" I ask. She looks up at me with large golden eyes. She cocks her head to one side. I dry off, throwing my towel to the ground with the others. I kneel down to slip my boxers on. I catch the glimpse of the end of a braid. I shake my head, as the image disappears. "Must have damaged something" I rub at my already sore head, "I'm seeing things" 'And some of those things I liked.' I remind myself. I pick up the remaining towels from the floor. "Now, if I could only find the laundry room." To Be Continued... Back to the Library? Unfortunally this chapter took several days to write, I'm still not happy with it. It may be changed later, Ill let you know if I do. But in the creation of this chapter, I'd like to thank a couple of great role players for some inspiration. You guys know who you are. Ah yes, cute little numbers, almost forgot. (1). Murphy's law, number 33-something or other...When you cannot find the pen that is supposed to be on the calender, it often migrates to the bathroom. Or in other words my darling sister carrys the pen off and never returns it. I later find it in the bathroom (for whatever reason). It has become a running gag in my house. (2). The chocolate lab is a guest appearance by Trinity's dog, Penny. Except Penny is still a puppy, and a tad bit smaller than her fanfiction counterpart. |