Oi! Aoi-cha~~~~n!!!
Oct. 8th, 2001 08:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
windandwaterAoi-chan! Dude. Really. Tell me whatcha think about this snip. Wufei is being very needy and pissy and I'm tempted to just scrap the fic and tell him to go to hell.
Well... not really. He's too damn cute with Duo.
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All my time is froze in motion
Can't I stay an hour or two or more?
Don't let me let you go
(Don't let me let you go)
Wufei finished pulling the shirt over his head and eyed the braided boy.
"What do you want?" he snapped out, trying hard to reign in the jealousy that was gnawing at his heart. Where had Duo been the whole day? With Heero? What had they done? Wufei snarled at those sniping little voices in his head to shut up and yanked the covers back from his bed instead.
Duo lingering in the doorway. "Ah... cramped quarters. I was wondering if I could bunk up with you for the night."
Oh gods... this was too much. He spent the day fawning over Yuy and now he wants to spend the night here? Does he even know what he does to me? What did I do to deserve punishment like this? The words slipped out of Wufei's mouth before he had a chance to stop them. "Why would you bunk with someone like me? I thought you were such *good* *friends* with Yuy. Bunk with him."
Duo blinked, violet eyes wide in hurt and confusion. Wufei turned away from the sight of the American standing there in the doorway. He wanted to say yes. He really did. But... he couldn't allow Duo to tease him like this. He thought to much about chestnut hair and violet eyes as it was. It was a weakness. He just couldn't *DO* this.
"Ah... well..." Duo stammered, at a loss for words. "He's working on mission specs or something and I didn't want to bother him. I... I thought you wouldn't mind..."
"Oh, so I am just a convenience for you?" What the hell am I doing?! Wufei screamed at himself.
Duo's smile faltered. "No! I... I just thought... Dammit, Wufei, what's up with you?! Are you angry at me or something?"
Wufei grimaced. "And what makes you think that?"
"Well, how about the fact that you've been avoiding me the whole day? I thought we were friends or something. Now you're treating me like I've got plague and I don't know why! Just spit it out, Wufei, I'm not going to break!"
Spinning around, Wufei laid his best coal-black stare on Duo. "I don't like seeing you with Yuy!" he snapped out and immediately regretted the words.
"Wh— Wufei... what did you mean?"
The Chinese boy would have dearly loved to kick himself in the head — hard — if it was physically possible. He'd screwed up too much already. "Forget it," he ground out instead. "You can sleep here if you want. I don't care."
The he snapped off the lights and threw himself onto the bed, making sure to stay curled against the far edge. An almost eerie silence filled the room, and Wufei had a hard time picking out the sounds of Duo's movements. Well, the boy wasn't a master of stealth for nothing. Yanking up the covers, Wufei resisted the urge to growl as he felt the mattress move and shake as another body sat on it. This was ridiculous. Why the hell was he mad at Duo? He was the one being a jealous and possessive bastard, even if he really had no right to be. A stolen kiss meant nothing. The two of them had never even talked about it since that day. Duo must think I'm a complete idiot now, Wufei berated himself, trying to smother himself with his pillow. Why the hell would he be attracted to me when he's got—
Wufei froze.
Something was touching him. Someone was touching him. The warm hand on his bare shoulder was moving in soft, circular, soothing motions. This wasn't happening. He was dreaming. There was no way the DUO would be touching him like that... not after the temper tantrum he had thrown. He nearly choked at the feeling of that illicit and innocent touch.
"Duo?" Wufei questioned into the night.
He felt the bed dip as the other boy switched positions. Suddenly, a warm, lithe body was pressed against him. Before he could question any more, warm lips pressed against his. Wufei gasped, but quickly welcomed the invasion, threading his fingers through chestnut hair to keep the other boy from leaving. The two of them writhed against each other, each seeking— hoping— for something the other had that he might be able to give. They were alive, gloriously alive. What better way to live? All thought fled from his mind, and all Wufei knew was that they had somehow ended up naked and Wufei was hovering over Duo, eagerly devouring the small moans the other boy made even as his mouth traced a path down the flat stomach. There was an insistent tug on his hair and Wufei felt himself pulled up to place a scorching kiss against Duo's lips. Hands wandered freely, and Wufei was not wholly conscious of what was happening, only that it was *good* and he didn't want to stop.
"It's just for tonight," Duo breathed against his skin, kissing the side of his neck.
Wufei looked down at those violet eyes which seemed to glow in the darkness.
"Just for tonight," he repeated, then drew Duo into his arms once again.
Well... not really. He's too damn cute with Duo.
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All my time is froze in motion
Can't I stay an hour or two or more?
Don't let me let you go
(Don't let me let you go)
Wufei finished pulling the shirt over his head and eyed the braided boy.
"What do you want?" he snapped out, trying hard to reign in the jealousy that was gnawing at his heart. Where had Duo been the whole day? With Heero? What had they done? Wufei snarled at those sniping little voices in his head to shut up and yanked the covers back from his bed instead.
Duo lingering in the doorway. "Ah... cramped quarters. I was wondering if I could bunk up with you for the night."
Oh gods... this was too much. He spent the day fawning over Yuy and now he wants to spend the night here? Does he even know what he does to me? What did I do to deserve punishment like this? The words slipped out of Wufei's mouth before he had a chance to stop them. "Why would you bunk with someone like me? I thought you were such *good* *friends* with Yuy. Bunk with him."
Duo blinked, violet eyes wide in hurt and confusion. Wufei turned away from the sight of the American standing there in the doorway. He wanted to say yes. He really did. But... he couldn't allow Duo to tease him like this. He thought to much about chestnut hair and violet eyes as it was. It was a weakness. He just couldn't *DO* this.
"Ah... well..." Duo stammered, at a loss for words. "He's working on mission specs or something and I didn't want to bother him. I... I thought you wouldn't mind..."
"Oh, so I am just a convenience for you?" What the hell am I doing?! Wufei screamed at himself.
Duo's smile faltered. "No! I... I just thought... Dammit, Wufei, what's up with you?! Are you angry at me or something?"
Wufei grimaced. "And what makes you think that?"
"Well, how about the fact that you've been avoiding me the whole day? I thought we were friends or something. Now you're treating me like I've got plague and I don't know why! Just spit it out, Wufei, I'm not going to break!"
Spinning around, Wufei laid his best coal-black stare on Duo. "I don't like seeing you with Yuy!" he snapped out and immediately regretted the words.
"Wh— Wufei... what did you mean?"
The Chinese boy would have dearly loved to kick himself in the head — hard — if it was physically possible. He'd screwed up too much already. "Forget it," he ground out instead. "You can sleep here if you want. I don't care."
The he snapped off the lights and threw himself onto the bed, making sure to stay curled against the far edge. An almost eerie silence filled the room, and Wufei had a hard time picking out the sounds of Duo's movements. Well, the boy wasn't a master of stealth for nothing. Yanking up the covers, Wufei resisted the urge to growl as he felt the mattress move and shake as another body sat on it. This was ridiculous. Why the hell was he mad at Duo? He was the one being a jealous and possessive bastard, even if he really had no right to be. A stolen kiss meant nothing. The two of them had never even talked about it since that day. Duo must think I'm a complete idiot now, Wufei berated himself, trying to smother himself with his pillow. Why the hell would he be attracted to me when he's got—
Wufei froze.
Something was touching him. Someone was touching him. The warm hand on his bare shoulder was moving in soft, circular, soothing motions. This wasn't happening. He was dreaming. There was no way the DUO would be touching him like that... not after the temper tantrum he had thrown. He nearly choked at the feeling of that illicit and innocent touch.
"Duo?" Wufei questioned into the night.
He felt the bed dip as the other boy switched positions. Suddenly, a warm, lithe body was pressed against him. Before he could question any more, warm lips pressed against his. Wufei gasped, but quickly welcomed the invasion, threading his fingers through chestnut hair to keep the other boy from leaving. The two of them writhed against each other, each seeking— hoping— for something the other had that he might be able to give. They were alive, gloriously alive. What better way to live? All thought fled from his mind, and all Wufei knew was that they had somehow ended up naked and Wufei was hovering over Duo, eagerly devouring the small moans the other boy made even as his mouth traced a path down the flat stomach. There was an insistent tug on his hair and Wufei felt himself pulled up to place a scorching kiss against Duo's lips. Hands wandered freely, and Wufei was not wholly conscious of what was happening, only that it was *good* and he didn't want to stop.
"It's just for tonight," Duo breathed against his skin, kissing the side of his neck.
Wufei looked down at those violet eyes which seemed to glow in the darkness.
"Just for tonight," he repeated, then drew Duo into his arms once again.