fic - two am : 3
Two AM : 3
Duo hadn't gotten a good look at him before, but he got a satisfyingly good look now as Heero came back into the room. "Hoo boy, you went out looking like that?"
"What?" Heero nudged the door closed behind him with an elbow before coming over to set the leftover snack platter on the bedside table.
Duo could hardly stop looking. "I really did a number on you, didn't I?"
Heero blinked at him, and looked down at himself. He didn't see anything particularly amiss, except maybe a few reddened spots of skin at his side, just above the waistband of his boxers, that probably corresponded to where Duo's fingers had pressed greedily into him. Of course, he wasn't in the best position to see the lovebites on his collar bone and neck, nor his deliciously tousled hair. And, if Duo had to guess, there were probably a couple of marks on his back, as well.
"You..." Duo bit his lip for a moment in thought. "Look like you just had a really good time."
"I did, as a matter of fact." He shrugged. "No one else is up right now. Or at least, I didn't run into anyone."
Duo reached up to brush his fingers over Heero's collarbone. "Sorry about that."
Heero caught his hand and kissed the inside of his wrist. "Why would you apologize?"
"I mean, not for giving you a good time, but..."
Heero chuckled. "What did Trowa say? What happens in Quatre's vacation house stays in Quatre's vacation house?"
Duo snorted softly. "Not if I go around marking you up like this. Though... Maybe they'll fade by the time we leave. It'll probably be covered up by your shirt anyway? Sorry, I know you don't like marks."
He sat down next to Duo. "I'm usually referring to identifying marks, like scars or tattoos. Permanent, visible ones, particularly ones that draw the eye."
"This is definitely drawing my eye," Duo remarked wryly, running his fingers through Heero's hair to tidy it up. "But fortunately, not permanent."
"You've already left a permanent mark on me," Heero said offhandedly. "Some people even claim it's visible."
"What?" His fingers froze, but after a blink, he glanced over to where his bullet had gone through Heero's arm.
Heero extracted the hand from his hair and moved it so it rested over his heart. "I meant this."
Duo stared at the indicated spot for a few seconds, then rolled his eyes fondly. "Ugh, you would." He stretched up to kiss Heero so he'd know he was just teasing.
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