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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Gundam_Wing
  Relationship:
      Duo_Maxwell/Heero_Yuy
  Character:
      Duo_Maxwell, Heero_Yuy
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-07-28 Chapters: 3/3 Words: 2528
****** X-Rated For Your Convenience (Please Deposit Your Soul) ******
by mmmdraco
Summary
     Penance, purgatory, and finding God in sins of the flesh.
Notes
     I don't own the characters, I mean no harm, I have no money... Stuff
     like that. Yeah.
***** Chapter 1 *****
Oh, God. He's at it again. His legs are sprawled apart, knees spread like he's
waiting to be mounted, and he's aiming it all toward this tiny hole from the
bathroom to the bedroom that I can't help but occupy myself with. He's so
amazingly beautiful as he strokes himself with precision, moans catching on his
lips, words whispered to an unknown Lord, calling out in hushed tones of his
pleasure.
I can't believe I'm watching like this. My pants are around my ankles, and I'm
stroking myself at twice the speed he's going. I'll go to Hell for this, I'm
sure. What kind of guy watches his best friends jerking off through a tiny
peephole in the bathroom? The kind of guy like me.
It might be a different story if I wasn't so turned on by the way his lips move
as he mutters obcenities in his passion. I'm going to Hell, and if it's any
worse than having to keep it away from him that I watch him in the middle of
the night, then I suppose it would still be worth it to watch him flush
slightly as he swells and ebbs and flows in pleasure he gets from nothing else.
Oh, but he does so divinely. He orgasms like an angel, and I yearn to taste an
angel's seed in hopes that I will someday be able to coerce him into letting me
sample and compare.
Hail Mary, full of grace... Dear Father, forgive me as I have sinned... are you
there, God? It's me. Duo... forgive me my trespasses as I have sinned; let me
find proper penance to condemn the deed and let me find my savior once more,
but this time not in his flesh. Hail Mary... In the name of the Father, the
Son, and the Holy Spirit... Forgive me for I continue to sin... Oh, God, does
he have to make that noise when he finds his Heaven? Lord, forgive us, we know
not what we do; forgive us our trespasses, forgive me my sins; forgive me
this...
I come with the word "Amen" staining my lips like communion wine. My breath is
heavy with prayer as my body reacts to everything at once, and I cross my chest
with semen-coated fingers ready to drip and destroy me, as though my own
essence is the holiest of water that would burn me like the demon I am for
wanting him like this, and using him like this.
I continue to watch as he samples himself. I usually turn away at this point,
but, today, I keep watching. I haven't killed anyone today. I need to live up
to my penance. I can spare myself the sin of time spent on Heero spent.
His tongue roams across tho most intimate bits of his hands, and I long to be
one of those thus involved parts of the process.
Heero finishes the business of clean-up, extracting the final finger from his
suckling mouth with an audible moan. He gets up, pulling his clothes on, and
walking toward the computer which happens to be right on the other side of the
wall from me. He probably still hasn't realized this hole is here. It's hidden
by a piece of trim.
I expect him to sit down and get to work, but he stares at what I feel to be
me, instead. He can't see me, though. He can't. Yet, he winks.
Oh, God. He knows I watch. Oh, God! What Hell am I living in? Did I die without
realizing it and this is my Hell now? He lives in Heaven, I live in Hell, and
this tiny prick of a hole is purgatory?
I drop to my still-bared knees, pants still caught about my ankles, and I begin
to cross myself, mumbling words of prayer on half-heady breaths that he knows
but he hasn't killed me yet. He... knows, and he shows me. Oh, God... that
glimpse of Heaven. I'll purge my sin, Father! Give my damned soul one more
chance, I pray of you!
Lord, forgive me...
***** May God Forgive You Your Worship *****
Chapter Notes
     I don't own the characters, I mean no harm, I have no money... Stuff
     like that. Yeah.
The sign of the cross. Fingers curled about the rosary, "In the name of the
father," leading to the throat, "and of the son," just below the chest, "and of
the Holy Spirit," left shoulder, "amen," right shoulder. Bring the rosary to
point with God-fearing fingers clasped firmly toward heaven. First bead, the
Apostle's Creed.
"I believe in God, the Father almighty, creator of heaven and earth.
"I believe in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord. He was conceived by the
power of the Holy Spirit and born of the Virgin Mary. He suffered under Pontius
Pilate, was crucified, died, and was buried. He descended to the dead. On the
third day he rose again. He ascended into heaven, and is seated at the right
hand of the Father. He will come again to judge the living and the dead.
"I believe in the Holy Spirit, the holy Catholic Church, the communion of
saints, the forgiveness of sins, the resurrection of the body, and the life
everlasting.
"Amen."
Shift the rosary, heaven just beyond reach for fingers that gradually push
higher in the most pleading of ways. Second and third beads, one Hail Mary
each.
"Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
"Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our
death.
"Amen."
Shut eyes tightly, hear the strains of the harps in Heaven rather than the door
creaking open, and light footsteps on the cigarette burned and wine-stained
carpet dusted liberally with misuse and disuse. "Duo..."
Repeat the Hail Mary. "Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee; blessed
art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus."
"Duo... Quit your praying and listen to me."
"Holy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our
death."
"Damn it, Duo! I know you watch me when I jerk off. You know that I know. Come
out of your little world of perfect religion and let me show you that praying
is not the only way to get to Heaven."
Eyes open wide. "Amen."
Heero, eyes meeting Duo's, licked his lips and descended to his knees in mock
imitation of the boy before him, beads threaded about his fingers, golden cross
around his neck, body naked but for the charms of those things that made him
pure.
Duo shut his eyes again, feeling himself harden at the gaze that Heero was
giving him. The third bead made it's way to the station of Duo's faith just as
Heero's lips made it to the top of Duo's member.
"Hail Mary, full of grace, the Lord is with thee; blessed art thou among women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus." Soft lips slid over the evidence
of his passion, arousing Duo even further. His breath caught, but he continued.
"Hoy Mary, Mother of God, pray for us sinners now and at the hour of our
death." The lips continued to slide, hot tongue teasing at the ridge of nerves
at the nape of the "neck".
"A... men." Next on the list, Glory Be.
"Glory be to the Father and to the Son and to the Holy Spirit, as it was in the
beginning, is now and ever shall be, world without end."
He was suckled and pulled into a haphazard embrace about his waist as he spoke
the final word, "Amen."
Meditate on the First Mystery of the Joyful Mysteries, speak the Lord's Prayer.
Try to ignore the pleasureful sensations that roamed through his entire
existence more than the words and prayer ever could.
Over the center, hold the first small bead and Hail Mary again, ignoring that
hips were beginning to thrust when they should be still. Second through ninth
beads, more Hail Mary's spoken through quivering lips that stumbled over the
words and searched for redemption in unknown territory.
Tenth bead, another Hail Mary, another Glory Be.
Second Joyful Mystery, Lord's Prayer, suckling, Hail Mary, Hail Mary,
caressing, Hail Mary, Hail Mary, searching, Hail Mary, Hail Mary, gentle
thrusting, Hail Mary, Hail Mary, knuckles white with clenching need, Hail Mary,
Hail Mary, Glory Be.
Third... Pleasure.
Fourth... Passion.
Fifth... Pain.
Hold the centerpiece, recite with flying words, "Hail, Holy Queen, Mother of
Mercy! Our Life, our sweetness, and our hope! To thee do we cry, poor banished
children of Eve; to thee do we send up our sighs, mourning and weeping in this
valley, of tears. Turn, then, most gracious advocate, thine eyes of mercy
toward us; and after this our exile show unto us the blessed fruit of thy womb,
Jesus; O clement, O loving, O sweet Virgin Mary."
So close... so close... "O God, whose only begotten Son, by His life, death,
and resurrection has purchased for us the rewards of eternal life, grant, we
beseech Thee, that meditating upon these mysteries in the most Holy Rosary of
the Blessed Virgin Mary, we may imitate what they contain, and obtain what they
promise: through the same Christ our Lord."
"Amen..." The rosary drops from forgetting fingers, reaching down to tangle in
unruly hair as release forced itself upon him.
Duo trembled as Heero cleaned him with a few glancing licks, pulling away and
sitting back to watch Duo for a moment. His breath came in controlled gasps,
and he fell forward a bit to land on hands and knees. "That was..."
Heero moved toward him again, gently touching his shoulder. "That was Heaven."
Blushing slightly, Duo pushed himself forward into Heero's arms. "Oh, thank
you. Thank you, thank you, thank you."
"Anytime, Duo."
Duo bit his lip, touching his forehead to Heero's shoulder. "I... I still have
to meditate the Sorrowful and Glorious Mysteries..."
Heero nodded. "You do the praying, I'll be the prayer. Whenever you want, I'll
help you find Heaven."
***** Confession *****
Chapter Notes
     I don't own the characters, I mean no harm, I have no money... Stuff
     like that. Yeah.
"O, God, our most humble savior, I ask forgiveness on this day of reckoning for
my wrongdoings."
"Not wrongdoings, Duo. Sins."
Duo gasped as Heero's fingers roamed the sensitive planes of his body. "Oh,
right. Sorry. You make me forget what I'm doing."
Soft lips connected with the base of his spine, pulling away only momentarily
to form words. "So sorry. Keep going."
"Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. Against the wishes of the Almighty, I
have taken lives of those who probably did not deserve to die. Oh, Heero..."
Lightly oiled fingers were tracing at Duo's entrance, one gently invading to
draw a soft moan from him in the middle of confessing his darkest days. Heero's
other hand had moved around his hip to caress his arousal. "Heero?"
Those hands continued to caress him, bringing him unto a heady mentality. "Yes,
Duo? What is it?"
Duo gasped again as another finger entered him. "Sweet Jesus... With true
sorrow, I confess my sins, and promise to satisfy for the same in the form of
penance for forgiveness granted through absolution." Lips lightly traced
angelic messages upon his skin, and another finger made its way within him,
preparing him for his first great taste of the divine. "I present myself and
accuse myself of my sins, accept the accusation, and witness it duly. In
exchance, I expect the bearer of the 'power of the keys' to pronounce judgement
and sentence and impose satisfaction. It is in this judicial process that I
hope to find forgiveness for my sins."
Heero's lips pulled away from Duo and he kneeled behind him, raising Duo up so
that he was poised at the other's entrance. Lowering himself minutely, Duo
shivered and unclasped his hands in front of him to reach behind him to rest on
Heero's knees. With pious grace, he impaled himself upon Heero's length, softly
moaning toward Heaven. "I give of myself my most precious aspect as penance for
my multitude of sins. I give of myself for the Lord, my savior. Oh..."
Eyes closed in amazement, Duo sat, fully impaled, on the lap of the one who
showed him what the divine truly was. Until Heero had come into his life,
religion had been almost a chore. Now, it was a simple pleasure. Only, this
pleasure... it was far better. This was delicious in its utter combination of
everything into one rush of gloriousness.
Duo realized that Heero was not by any means a priest, but he thought that God
might have granted him the "power of the keys" regardless in all that he was;
the savior of life for more people than he'd ever manage to kill. In that
faith, Duo gave him power. Heero could not forgive him his sins, only interpret
God's forgiveness, and Duo could only give his penance through Heero which was
fine with him. Together, they thrived in hope and faith. Together, they sang as
angels in the high world.
Realizing that he had adjusted to Heero's ministrations, Duo raised himself
slightly, then lowered himself again, an experimental task that sent absolution
through him. "Heero, I'm ready."
Nodding, Heero took a gentle but firm grasp on one of Duo's hips, the other
still on his member, and began to thrust into him, brushing soft, comforting
kisses against the other's neck as he began to writhe in enjoyment. Duo gasped
as Heero pressed him forward a bit and came in contact with what must have been
a tiny cathedral within him for all the sensations it sent through him.
After a moment of passively accepting the absolution, Duo decided to live up to
the penance. With sorrow in his mind about his sins, he thrust back against
Heero, loving the forgiveness.
Heero's hand continued to work on Duo's arousal, attempting to draw away his
essence with nimble fingers and whispered words that never quite made it to his
mind through the pulsing of his own heartbeat. "Heero..."
The rhythm continued in a constant manner for a few minutes before Duo, lost in
the feeling and his own thoughts, began to thrust back harder, and Heero began
to pick up the rhythm. Both were moaning with the greatest of piety and diety.
With a solemn cry of Duo's name, Heero buried himself within his lover, and
released his seed, trigerring Duo as his hand tightened about Duo's member.
The pair kneeled, dazed, still connected, for a moment longer before Duo eased
himself forward, then turned and threw himself into Heero's embrace. "Oh, God.
Thank you."
Heero pressed a soft kiss to Duo's forehead, another to his chin, a third to
his right eye, a fourth to his left eye, and a final kiss to his lips as he
pulled him close. "I should be thanking you. It isn't often that I get to truly
help you."
With a soft smile, Duo pressed his lips to Heero's again. "You always help
me... just by being there for me. But, this reminds me. I need to take
confession more often."
Heero smiled back. "Yeah. I'll be there."
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