[Fic: GW] The Night Club 7/?
Title: The Night Club (7/?)
Fandom: GW
Rating: R
Characters: Heero/Duo
Notes: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6.
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It was his second night of work and Duo was hoping it would go better this time. There were few things that could go worse so Duo was feeling pretty lucky about his chances of having a good night.
Despite his apprehensions that the club might not be open this night, Rachid was busy ordering people about and greeted Duo with a nod. Duo grinned and went to work whistling.
The crowds were smaller than last night but as the night went on the small crowd seemed to be causing just as much noise as the crowd the night before. It was after two a.m. when Duo was wiping up the bar, watching as the last stragglers were put out on the street when he finally started to relax.
“Hey,” a voice said, assumedly with a body behind it.
Duo jumped, wash cloth held up in defence. Heero stood there, an awkward smile on his face. “Hi,” Duo choked out, calming down for a moment before his nerves went into anxiety over why Heero was here.
“You’ll be getting off soon?” Heero asked, leaning against the bar in what was supposed to be a casual maneuvor but Duo had been working in night clubs long enough to see through that attempt. He grinned with more confidence.
“That I am,” Duo murmured, “Wait outside for me?”
Heero nodded and turned and left. Duo took a moment to admire Heero’s ass. It would be a crime not to, he mused.
When Duo finally left, Heero was waiting for him, it was enough to make a guy think Heero was interested in him. “Nice night,” Duo said, staring up at the sky, orange from the pollution, black in the centre and no stars in sight.
“Yeah,” Heero answered and when Duo looked down, Heero was staring at him. “You want to get a drink?”
“Anything open at this hour?” Duo asked, following Heero when he started walking down the street.
“Er, no, not near here at least,” Heero muttered. “I’m sorry.” He stopped and started clenching his fists, “I - ”
“It’s okay, we can, go back to your place and get a coffee or something,” Duo said. “That’s if you want me.”
“I do,” Heero said quickly then gazed intently at the pavement. “That would be good. I live near here, we can just walk.”
Time went quickly and soon they were standing by Heero’s apartment door, Heero fumbling with the keys.
“Nice,” Duo said, surveying the apartment with a casual glance. He was more interested in how Heero looked. “You live here long?”
“About a year,” Heero admitted, he bit his lip for what must have been a nanosecond but to Duo it was an eternity.
He stepped forward and Heero looked up, a smirk on his face. “You clean?”
“Yeah, but I’m not going bareback yet, buddy,” Duo said, placing a hand on Heero’s back and then drew him close and kissed him deeply.
“I wouldn’t want you to,” Heero muttered. “Wouldn’t trust you if you did.”
“Trust me yet?” Duo murmured, rubbing against Heero.
“No. But I’m willing to try,” Heero said, grabbing Duo’s hips and pulling Duo against his body. Heero shuddered as Duo bit his ear softly.
“Good,” Duo grunted and smiled as Heero started unbuttoning his shirt