*huggles Aoi-chan*

[windandwater]

Because I'm shamelessly cracking out her 2x1 bunny (*evilness*), and she's having a bit of a rough time, I promised aoi some gratituitous 1x5-ness. I could, quite possibly, tweak this into a snogfic, if I feel like it. Of course, Aoi-chan didn't give me a set up, so I'm sorta flying by the seat of my pants with this one...

... wait. Isn't that how I write most of my fics anyway?




Heero looked up from his laptop when Wufei entered the room. The Chinese boy ignored the intense electric blue glare pointed in his direction and moved to the thermostat on the wall. Flipping up the faceplate, Wufei deftly punched in a higher temperature setting and moved the dial to 'heat.'

"What do you think you're doing?" Heero growled, hands poised above the keyboard.

Wufei turned, giving Heero a flat, ebony look. "Unlike you, Yuy, I prefer to have the blood flowing in my veins, not frozen in them."

Heero's glare was spectacular -- dark brows furrowed over narrowed sapphire eyes -- and he pushed himself from the desk, planting himself well within the other boy's personal space. "Are you implying that I am cold-blooded?"

A superior smirk crossed Wufei's lips. "I need not imply what you so readily admit."

With a shove, Wufei pushed past Heero, intent on retreating back to the solitude of his room. Instead, the Japanese boy lashed out, catching Wufei by the shoulder and arm and slamming him into the wall. Wufei's curse was cut off by Heero's mouth descending on his own. The kiss itself was a heady mix of aggression, lust, and a healthy dose of dominant behavior on both parts, each boy struggling to take control. Heero's hands gripped Wufei's shoulders bruisingly tight, keeping the Chinese boy pinned against the wall. Wufei's hand were tangled through Heero's dark hair, anchoring the Japanese boy's head in place. After an indeterminate period of time, they broke off, panting heavily. Heero was leaning fully against Wufei, their bodies touching from chest to knees.

Awkwardly, Wufei stretched out one arm, slapping at the thermostat controls. Heero looked at him quizically and the ebony-haired boy just smiled a little.

"It's rather warm now, don't you think?"

Then Wufei reached up and pulled Heero's lips back against his own.




Note: Must... turn this... into snogfic... and yes, it's damn cold here. Inspiration everywhere, ne?

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*_* Whee! Best way to get warm XD XD