Duo stretched out on his back and looked dazedly up in the ceiling, hands folded between head and pillow. His smile was sated, his breathing and heartbeat was slowly returning to normal.
Yet, his blissful rush was disturbed by the eerie quiet lying next to him. He tilted his head to peer over at his lover. After a few seconds, he got rewarded with the pair of stern blue eyes, much too harsh for the occasion. "Heero? Something wrong?"
Heero looked away, bothered. "No..."
Duo studied him, a fear creeping over him. "I... didn't hurt you, did I? I mean, I told you to let me know if-"
His voice hardened. "Don't lie to me, Heero."
Heero glared at him in challenge, but gave up with a sigh in seconds. "It's... It wasn't... wasn't what I'd expected."
Duo bit his lip, worried. "You mean... it wasn't good for you? It wasn't... painful... was it?"
Heero gritted his teeth, ground his head into the pillow. "Not... painful. It was... uncomfortable, at first - and I feel a little sore now... but in between, I didn't really notice."
Soft grin. "Yeah, you seemed to enjoy it..."
Curt nod. "I did. Still, I thought it would be... better, somehow."
"What do you mean?"
Shrug. "I'm not sure... I thought... well, everybody seems to make such a big deal about... intercourse - so I guess I figured it'd be something monumental, not-" He looked away, aware of what he was implying. "Sorry, I didn't mean-"
Duo grinned back at him. "S'okay. So, I didn't set heaven and earth in motion for ya, huh?" Dry chuckle. "That's okay, not every guy is obsessed with... assessments. Oh, and you can say 'fucking', 'kay? That's what we did. What I did, at least."
Heero tugged on a smile and nodded.
Short-lived silence. "So... how was I?"
Slanted smirk, snort. "Look - Duo, it wasn't that I didn't like it. I suppose I had unrealistic expectations. Still, it wasn't the same as-" He studied the ceiling. "The other times."
Duo searched for the same elusive spot above that Heero did. "Damn right, it wasn't the same. Hand jobs, blow jobs and dry humps are all nice - but it's something else to be buried in someone's-" They both tilted their heads, glancing at each other out of the corners of their eyes. "Body," Duo finished.
Soft snort. "Well, I wouldn't know..." Heero grew a slight smirk. It said the entire question for him.
Duo shook his head. "Uh-uh. No way, 'Ro. I told you that from the get-go. I don't do submissive, not like that."
Frown. "How do you know unless you try?"
Chuckle. "Let's just say I've got a problem with authority, 'kay? I don't like the idea of being at someone's mercy - even you, Heero. All those other times, I could handle easily, 'cause we were equals, and this time-" Grin. "Well, I felt in charge. I'm not sure I could handle you being my... superior." He untangled his hands, patted the open sheet-covered space between them. "At least not here."
Slightly disappointed grunt.
"Don't worry, 'Ro. You've got complete control of me elsewhere - and definitely of my heart and soul."
Heero slapped Duo's bare chest softly. "Sentimentalist."
Duo leaned over on his side, and in over Heero. He touched his lips to Heero's forehead. "Only around you." Lips to tip of nose. "Always with you." Lips to lips.
And they rested there for quite some time.