"..." spoken words
/.../ Duo's thoughts
[...] Heero's thoughts
*...* stressings
{...} Author's comments
He was dreaming.
The instant his mind gained some kind of consciousness Heero knew he was dreaming.
A dream like he had before. Very often before, that is. He almost dreamt it every night now after the day he had collapsed in Relena's arms during the "Mariemaia-incident". He even knew how this dream would end. The setting was different from time to time but it was always the same in the end. He loved that dream.
This time Heero found himself in pitch-black darkness, like in most of his dreams. Then he saw a bright light glimmering to his right and followed it instinctively. It seemed like he traveled hours without getting nearer. He told himself to relax and he could feel his always-present fear fade away. With every move he made now he could feel the darkness disappear, being replaced by sunlight and a friendly blue sky, just like the one he had been seeing the day before while he was waiting for the girl Diana, who happened to be Duo instead.
Totally amazed he stopped and found himself standing in a large field of flowers. He blinked several times just to realize he was picturing the meadows he had seen the day before with all their tulips, daisies, daffodils {1}, he even discovered some lilies and orchids standing in full bloom among all these average flowers. A few meters away he spotted some wild roses of white, red, yellow and some dark shade that looked like violet.
Stunned by the massive color-play around him he knelt down to examine the innocent beauty of a buttercup standing in the midst of a field of clover. It looked lonely and vulnerable, like a mere touch would make it die. He felt pity for it and he wanted to hold it close to protect it from all weathers, every storm that might harm it, that could rip it out of the protecting earth that held its roots.
He was about to touch it gently when he heard a soft voice behind him. "Heero."
The buttercup was forgotten completely as he straightened himself and looked at the girl who had called him. Heero knew she would come. She always came at some point of this particular dream. She was his dream-girl. His one and only. The one who he trusted most. She would never betray him. She was there when he needed her. She never talked, always smiled her solacing and cheering smile but never showed him his eyes. Sometimes even the hair-color seemed to change from Relena's dark blonde tone to something lighter or darker depending on what happened to Heero that day and what girl he had seen respectively. Today it was darker than usual and curled.
[It would look nice if Relena curled her hair...]
Despite all these little changes she went through he knew she still was there only for him alone. No one else could see her, be with her, talk to her, touch her. All his. The whole beautiful body was at his disposal alone. He smiled at her.
Not that fake smile he gave during the day or the smirks he put upon his face while he was making one of his rare jokes. It was an honest truthful and open smile full of happiness and joy. {2} He only smiled in his dreams when he was on his own.
"Hello there," he welcomed her as she stood only a few centimeters away from him, her forehead almost touching his nose. He wrapped his arms around her small waist and felt the softness of her bare arms against his shoulders. By pulling her near he could smell roses in the soft locks he buried his head in. No one else he knew smelled like roses. Only his dream-girl.
"What do you want?" She always was that direct.
He smiled again. "You know what I need..."
Her smile widened as she said, "Understood...," and placed her sweet lips on his.
Heero shuddered from tip to toe by the gentle touch. She really knew what he liked. That was why she was his dream-girl.
They stood there endless moments sunken into that sweet kiss that marked the initiation of every further action. She placed her hands into Heero's messy hair and pulled him even closer as he let his tongue invade the sweet wet cavern that was her mouth. His hands ran over her back, getting caught from time to time in strands of waist-long hair. As always she was wearing a school-uniform. {3} One of his hands slipped beneath the soft fabric of her shirt feeling the heat that radiated from the silky-smooth skin.
Oh yes, she was *his*.
He caressed her back, letting his hands wander over the heavenly body until they landed on her bum, squeezing it tenderly. She let out a small moan and he could feel the softness that were her breasts through the material of their clothes against his bare chest.
[Just like Relena's...]
Her hands sneaked beneath his tank-top willing to rip it off every second from now. He made a step closer to her, letting her feel how aroused he was by her presence and felt a soft groan in his mouth.
He loved the feel of it although he knew he only imagined this to feel good. It was only a dream... A nice one of course.
[I hope it will become true someday...]
He made another step and slowly pushed the girl down onto the mattress of flowers underneath them while he broke the kiss to take off her shirt. Thus he revealed the girl's perfectly shaped breasts covered by a neat white bra. Heero fought down his first urge to rip that thing off, too, and decided to move very slow for he knew he had all the time he needed. His inner clock told him that it was only two a.m. and everybody was asleep right now.
He vaguely felt his own hand moving over his body mimicking the way he liked to be touched by his dream-girl. But he did not really notice what was happening to his mortal body. His spirit focused on diving for the girl's neck kissing the sensitive flesh there. He felt her hands roaming up and down the skin of his back finally making an attempt to pull off the green tank-top.
He stopped caressing her skin, removed his shirt and hesitated going back down to admire the view underneath him.
The perfectly shaped and tanned body of his dream-girl was lying on a colorful background made of dozens of plants, all of the beautiful sort. Heero wished he could stay like this forever.
But his hormones refused to be satisfied by the mere imagination of a half-naked female body being in range to be touched, to be part of, to be inside.
"What is it?" the girl between his legs asked.
He smiled down at her. "Nothing. Just admiring the perfect sight in front of me." {4}
He bent his head and kissed the smile he caused with his reply. His hands went on caressing the soft skin and he felt the girl's hand slipping down into his spandex massaging his buttocks. He allowed himself a small moan before his hand focused on touching the soft breasts beneath the silky bra. Slowly, with one hand, he opened the tricky fastener on her back, making the elastic garment slip away from its trap underneath the girl's back. Tenderly he let his mouth drag away the rest of it, leaving little marks where he kissed the girl's skin.
Impatiently his dream-girl ripped herself off that perturbing thing and pulled his head down onto her chest, gesturing him to kiss her nipples. Heero was more than happy to comply for that was the next thing was planning to do. He let his tongue slip out of his mouth, letting it caress the soft nub at the tip of the tanned mount. Causing it to harden he bit it playfully and received a load moan before giving its twin the same treatment.
The girl's hand moved away from his rear just to touch the opposite side. He growled deep in his throat as he felt soft fingers caressing his completely aroused erection. Expertly they touched the tip of it, smearing the precum all over the whole length of his cock while stroking it carefully.
[Damn going slow! I need this *now*!]
Heero ripped away the blue pleated skirt and let his fingers slid inside the little white panties while the girl rubbed her thighs against his legs. He felt the wet sweetness that he had set free with all his touches and caressings and he instantly knew she was ready to take him inside. Without wasting any more time he pulled the panties down to her ankles, throwing them away as he stripped himself of his spandex and freed his needing length. Then he pushed one finger into her secret opening releasing a deep moan from those beautiful lips. Encouraged by what he felt he put another finger into that tight hole just to make sure she *was* ready to take in the full of him. Then he removed his fingers and kissed her again.
While his tongue invaded the wet cavern of her mouth again he pushed himself into her vagina releasing another deep moan. He groaned as well as he was enclosed by wet muscles that were clenching from time to time in excitement. One corner of his mind realized that it was his own hand around his cock giving him that feeling while he jerked himself off but in his mind it was the tight passage of his dream girl. He felt her wiggling her hip and moved his in reply.
The dream-girl elicited a deep moan as he buried himself deeper into her again. And again. And again.
He kept shoving himself in and out, hearing the increasing moans and groans of his dream-girl in his mind that were like a sweet melody to his ears. He felt her hips moving in response meeting his rocking until he felt him close to his climax.
[Just a few more thrusts...]
Just when Heero felt himself going over the edge he heard another voice in his mind. A lower voice.
Duo's.
"Heero!"
Suddenly the whole scene started to fade away. When he looked down to his dream-girl he found her replaced by the braided baka. No more soft breasts just a flat muscular male chest. In horror he looked down to the junction of their bodies just to find another cock aiming at him mockingly while his own was stuck in a tight asshole. He screamed in horror and woke up completely just to find darkness surrounding him. Alone.
He panted heavily, not knowing it was from his almost-orgasm or from the shock to find Duo instead of his dream-girl lying underneath him. He felt cold sweat running down his spine while he hastily dragged his hand out of his spandex. Fascinated he saw them coated with the white liquid of his cum.
[Why did I cum? Hell, I fucked a *boy* in the end! That must have turned me off instantly!]
Heero considered that it might have been the excitement and his lack of experience that made him cum in the end. Or it was the shock of something that *odd*. Why should he be wanting to sleep with a guy? He loved Relena, right? He treasured every rare second the two of them were alone together. If he hadn't been that *shy* he would have asked her to go out with him. And then there was the "I'll kill you!"-story. He could not ask her to go out with him after he threatened to kill her. Was that why he dreamt of Duo instead? Or was it just because Duo looked so cute as a girl with his long tresses hanging around his shoulders...
[Don't think of that braided baka as a romantic subject! He's a *boy*, for heaven's sake!]
Heero lied back down and stared at the ceiling.
[I'm not gay, am I? I can't be. I'm in love with Relena...]
But Relena was far away, not reachable at the moment. He would have called her if he knew where she was, to tell her about his dream.
[Yeah, great idea. "I dreamt having sex with you and then you turned into Duo." That's a great thing to say to a girl. She'll momentarily think I'm gay and in love with Duo. She doesn't know how I feel about her. I've never confessed my feelings...]
But that wasn't the reason why he pictured having sex with Duo.
[His appearance the last day stunned me. Gods! I even thought I was likely to fall in love with him if he was a girl!]
It took Heero the rest of the night to sort this matter out and when he heard his alarm clock ring he still was unsure about his feelings. He told himself to relax and await the following day just to see if he was still attracted to his friend.
To be continued...
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{1} It is spring-time... I forgot to explain. I'll do it later.
{2} Can you imagine this? I can't... Though I think it would be nice... or scary.
{3} I'm hentai I know. *wide smug grin* And I'm talking about the classical Sailor Suit.
{4} As you might notice, I used that sentence before...
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*Phew!* So that was that. My first and probably last straight Lemon in English ever (at least for this story). I had to look up a lot of words for it... Guess it will be easier to write a Yaoi-Lemon... Or maybe not... Please tell me if you liked it or not. I still want your reviews! They are my essence of living at the moment.