*Based on the song 'Animals', by Nickelback
Disclaimer: I don't own them and I don't make any money off of them.
Warnings: Male/Male sex, graphic, language, violence.
Heero pulled up next to the train tracks. One lone light pole made an eerie 'spotlight' effect just past their car, as they turned toward each other nervously.
"Back seat," Duo said breathlessly, as he began pulling off his shirt.
Heero tossed Duo's bag to the back and turned off the ignition. Pocketing the keys, he crawled over the front seat to reach the back. Duo slithered after him and Heero turned over in time to get an armful of eager young body and long braid.
Duo devoured Heero's mouth with his own as Heero's broad hands slid down his back and began tugging his jeans down. They turned into a contorting jumble of elbows and knees, after that, as they both struggled to undress each other, laughing and swearing at the difficulty in the confined space.
"When did you know?" Duo asked as he fought the tangle of his jeans as he twisted to get them and his shoes off.
"Know?" Heero asked as he pulled Duo into an advantageous position and felt Duo's eagerness with his hands.
"That, you know, you wanted guys?" Duo clarified in a strained voice.
"Always have," Heero admitted.
Duo clutched at Heero's hair and then ran his blunt fingers through it. "When I saw you... that's when I knew... When I felt... I wanted..."
Heero's head dipped and he tasted Duo. Duo groaned.
"Wanted?" Heero breathed and then filled his mouth with Duo.
"This!" Duo groaned and tossed his head back in pleasure.
"Better than I imagined," Heero murmured between licks and sucks. "So much better."
"Yeah! So, good!" Duo agreed.
"Now?" Heero pleaded. "Can I..."
Duo found the lube and put it into Heero's hand. Heero left off his pleasure with a groan of gratitude as Duo opened his legs and inched down in the leather seat.
"Careful on docking, flyboy," Duo warned, shaking a little, and not sure at all about what he was about to experience.
"Roger, that," Heero breathed as he popped the cap, the faint light picking out just enough of his expression to show Duo that he was looking very serious.
A slicked finger touched Duo's entrance and he forced himself to stillness as Heero slowly began to rub there. It felt good, like rubbing an itch that had needed scratching for a long time. When that finger slid in, it was uncomfortable, strange, invasive. Duo wanted to push it back out again. That reflex opened him up and the finger slid past a ring of resistance.
"Duo?" Heero said softly, finger still and buried to the knuckle.
Duo reached out and ran a hand along Heero's erection, measuring it against that finger. "Come on, buddy," he said to Heero. "I'm ready for you."
TBC
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