Heero's Week

[Melville's Best Friend]

Heero's Week
Melville's Best Friend


WARNING!!!!!! LEMON!!!!! RATED R!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!




?No.?

Her attention remained focused on the document in her hand. She sifted through the message briefly before turning to a new document, placing the old in a stack as big as her head. The ruffling pages was the only noise in the room, and he felt it gnaw at his patience.

?Yes.?

His insubordination infuriated her, and she found herself meeting his gaze, though she was surprised at how much coldness he sent from his usually caring (towards her, anyway) eyes. She involuntarily shivered.

?No deal, Heero. I?m too busy, and besides,? her head was once again buried in paperwork, ?it?s not your week.?

A calendar was slammed on her desk, sending enough of a shock through the wood that her papers scattered. They covered the floor in an un-orderly mess, adding a spark to her temper. Her attention captured, he decided to explain, if not calmly, that it was indeed his turn. He pointed calmly to red-encircled weeks with names bound to them in permanent marker.

?You had the week of the fifth, and the week of the twelfth because you begged me to give my week to you. Though this SHOULD be your week, but you allotted this week-- your week-- to me.?

She never saw the calendar but focused solely on him. Her eyes dove into his with HIS patented death glare (which she had taught herself), and he smirked. Placing his hands behind his head in a casual stance, he winked at her.

?You know I?m right.?

?Can you wait just a few-?

?No. My Shag week. My rules. My way," his voice became steadily huskier and threatening, though she found it incredibly sexy. "Get going or I?ll have worse ideas.?

?I hate you for this.?

He said nothing, but walked out of their room so that she could prepare herself.

?You have ten minutes,? he stated, setting his wristwatch to beep in the time allotted.

?TEN? But I-?

He shut the door in her face, and she was left alone to prepare for what her husband declared ?fun?.








She made her way through the hall, her heels making deep impressions in the thick beige carpet. Luckily, the newly placed carpet hid the normally creaking wood-- for this, she was grateful, as their midnight "rendezvous" usually awakened the staff with the moaning of wood. Her coat covered her slim figure and this, too comforted her. Had any of her staff seen what she was truly wearing, her reputation as a lady of Sanc would be quickly demolished.

His door was closed; the mahogany wood welcoming her instead of her temperamental husband. Reminding herself it WAS his turn, she knocked on his door.

The show had begun.

She sighed as she heard his gruff ?Hn?, and entered, adopting her role for the night.


?You Yuy??

?Hn.?

He never was one to speak. Even when they played, he remained eerily silent.

?Well, what can I do for ya?, honey? I got me a whole drawer fulla? hot candies for yoa? pleasa?," she wiggled her butt a smidge as she walked in.

He said nothing, so she moved forward, trying to catch a glimpse of his face hidden in the shadows. Shadows danced across the room with light from a single blood-red candle, making it hard on her eyes to focus. She squinted, trying to see what he was doing.

He was positioned casually on his bed, resting his arms on pillows, which were strewn about the area. Smirking, she slowly took off her coat as she began to list the ways she could please him.

?I can play,? the coat slipped over one of her shoulders seductively, ?anythin' you saw on the company list. You have only ta? ask, boy, and I?ll play whateva? role ya? want.?

The coat fell off, revealing her overly skimpy wardrobe. It covered less than any lingerie he had ever seen, and bikinis were cloaks compared to what she was wearing. His breathing grew rigid as he watched her move impishly around the bed. Her breasts spilled out of what little she was wearing. The leather, as it seemed to be, covered only her nipples, and trailed down to rest on her core with nothing to hide. Her posterior was completely free, and she made sure she rocked it when she walked, swaying her hips in a tantalizing manner.

His hands rapidly grew moist, aching to touch every inch of her, and he found himself unable to look her in the eye. Every part of his body screamed for him to touch her; one in particular.

Her eyebrow raised upon seeing him standing, and she shook her finger.

?Now wha' do we go from hea' if you?a already ready for the close of the show? We have soooooo many acts in this production, dea?.?

She slid onto the bed with him, crawling on him with cat -like grace. Her hair fell over her bare back and plastered itself to his fevered skin. She crept to his ear, gently tugging at his lobe.

?Which do you want??

He smirked cruelly. ?I want everything on the list.?

She got off the bed and crossed her arms to her chest. A hip swung to one side in defiance, and she bore her eyes into his, her dark lashes surrounding her beautiful sky-blue orbs.

?Cost ya? extra, and you don?t got the money, pally.?

He casually laid a thousand dollar bill on the bed, and her jaw dropped. Her head held high in defiance, took the money, and spoke with an air not even she knew she had.

?That?s only half.?

?Half now. Half when you prove you?re worth it.?

?Oh, I?m worth it, boy. I?m worth evry? dime you got.?

She took a CD out of her coat (for she had brought supplies) and placed it in his player. Glancing back at him, she started to dance slowly to the music.

Devilishly clever.

The poles on his bed were perfect for what little striping she could do, and she took advantage of them immediately, kicking her shoes off in the process. Her skin cooled against the metal, allowing goose bumps to trail along her flesh. His skin reacted with hers. She moaned at the touch, watching his eyes traverse her body as she did so. His eyes clung to her body, sending trails of fire along his path. She slowly stuck her tongue out to caress the bedpost, closing her eyes and picturing something far more pleasant in her mouth. He shivered.

He almost lost himself completely when her hands began to roam her body. She fondled herself, moaning as she did so. Her hands found her center as she watched the inside of her eyelids. His harsh voice permeated the thickness of the room, and she glanced at him; innocent smirk on her face.

?Don?t?I want to??

?On to the next role, then boy??

Her legs slowly sent her towards him, where her hands found his body ready for the taking. Her mood shifted suddenly, and she took on the role of the dominatrix, shoving him down. Her mouth found his, and she pushed her weight into the kiss. Their tongues mingled passionately, stroking each other with heated caresses that were none-too gentle. She bit his lip as she ended the kiss, leaving him grasping for breath.

Her hands clawed at his skin, leaving marks along his flesh, and she growled and moaned like a tiger in heat. Her mouth found his ear, stroking it with her tongue, lashing at it with her teeth. His moans found their way to her, and she felt him press his hardness against her thigh. She pushed back, letting the groan he emitted flood her mind. He was more than ready, as was she, but they both wanted this to go farther.

He panted, unable to form a sentence.

?Tigress.?

?Indeed, boy. Want I should change once moa?, or do ya' like this role?,? her hand found his throbbing erection through his pants, and clawed at it, making him hiss. Her other hand slowly unclasped his pants as she started to give him ultimate pleasure.


His hand found hers, and stopped her from damaging his goods.

?Next,? pant ?role.?

She stopped when she heard his plea, and moved her hands to the hem of his shirt, toying with it, but not removing the obstacle. He growled his frustration when he felt her heated hands leave his groin. He bucked, expressing his disapproval in the direction she had chosen. She slowly pushed his body down and caressed his brow. Her gentle touch was like that of a wife.

?I can act like your lover, but,? she noticed the wedding band on his finger, ?I bet you get enough of that already??

He hissed as he captured her mouth, silencing the chatter. She grinned as he shifted their position, moving so that he could be on top of her. He glared at her from above, and leaned to her ear.

?You?re quite good at this.?

She smiled wickedly.

?But I want to head for the final act.?

Her eyelids closed halfway in a seductive manner, and she pushed him upward, sliding on his body. Her hands worked under his shirt and quickly removed it.

?Shh?I?ll end it, all right?And I already got a standin' ovation??

He moaned as her tongue found his fevered skin. Her hands slithered over his ripe muscles, stroking them with a fiery care. Each ripple was tended to, as her chilled hands worked wonders on his heated skin. He shivered with every erotic touch. Her lips trailed to his nipples, where he moaned when she began to suck and nip at them. His breathing calmed as she stopped, but quickened as soon as he realized her kisses were leading her downward.

They were soft and careful, and she found herself pleased with his patience while she made her journey. Her hands slid off his pants easily, with help from his raised hips; never breaking her trail of butterfly kisses. His mind was focused on removing his last article of clothing; he never had a chance to prepare himself for her breath on his member.

He gasped and grabbed the side of the bed. She stopped suddenly, and reached for something in her coat. He growled when her breath left him, but widened his eyes in agony when he saw what she had gone for.

She delicately showed him the cube, and placed it in her mouth, where it immediately began to melt. The ice cooled her breath, and he felt the chill when she once again made her way down to him.

Slowly, she placed her mouth around his arousal, letting the ice slide slowly where her tongue had been. He moaned loudly, cursing under his breath, and took as much of her hair in his hand as he could. He felt her smile on him, as she began to lick and suck at his fully hard member.

The ice melted quickly, and she was left with the freezing water, and his salty taste as he started to leak into her mouth. He bucked against her, and she found herself sucking harder, faster, taking more of him into her sweltering mouth until he pulled her free.

She grinned her Cheshire grin at him, and watched his breathing settle.

He flipped her over as soon as he was able, and tore her skimpy garment off her body. Her breasts came to him, pleading to be caressed with his touch, and he wasted no time in doing just that.


Her body arched, allowing him to feed off her skin. She gave him all he could need, and moaned as he greedily took all he could. Sensations tickled her erect nipples, warm breath flowed by a rush of cold air tormented her throbbing body.

Her nipple hardened under his tongue, and he quickly found another bud to capture, unable to get his fill. Red, swollen lips parted to a moan as she felt His hands work down to her center, where he began stoking swiftly at her jewel. He rubbed harder with more passion as she dug her nails into pillows nearest her. She screamed as waves bombarded her with pleasure. He continued until he felt her shaking in release.

Taking her state to his advantage, he thrust into her. His body molded into hers as if they were made to be connected. She dug her nails into his skin when she regained her senses, legs wrapping around his in a protective manner. They thrust together, never loosing a beat. Sweat covered the sheets as if it were raining in the house, and they moaned to each other, placing hard kisses on whatever they could reach. He thrust faster into her, deeper into her. Every inch of him pushing towards his climax. She returned the favor, knowing fully well she'd be sore for days.

He was nearing his point, and he wanted her to go with him. His hand found her center once more, and with a few well-place movements, they traveled into oblivion together, forgetting their roles as the screamed the other?s name to the heavens.


She looked at him as he slowly pulled out of her. Wiping away a few of his hairs which had matted to his forehead, she spoke:

?I hate these role-playing ideas you come up with.?

?I happened to enjoy this particular one,? he said, raising her hand in his and placing gentle kisses along it. "WHERE did you find that outfit?"


?I made it from the remnants of your thong from a few weeks back."

He shuddered at the memory.

"You still owe me a thousand bucks.?

?You didn?t do the handcuffs,? he kissed her palm, ?or the whip,? he kissed her belly, ?or the food?? he kissed her forehead.

?You asked me not to. I still get paid.?

?On our next adventure, eh? Maybe you could be Jane?I always wanted to do you in a tree.?

?Get the heck offa? me!!!?

He laughed as he continued to plant kisses all over her body, while she tried to pull herself free from his grasp.

"Wait until my week rolls around again. You'll be sorry."

A simple 'Hn' was her only response, and he started to ravish her once more.





The END!!!!!!



Disclaimer: I don?t own the series. *sad* Oh, no I don?t?.

*peeks out from behind a bush* Like? *puts bag on her head*

[Eden]

Very awesome MBF! I loved this! Who would've known that Heero was so Kinky?

Anyways, congrats on your first lemon! You did great!

~Eden

[Nausica?]

That... was hot.

And I agree with Eden. Heero's one kinky biatch

No complaints here, of course...

Kinda reminds me of Beck's Big Man with a Big Gun - the whole roleplaying sex game, I mean. And like hers, yours is absolutely amazing.

Tastefully done with just the right amount of lemony goodness. * Naus whips out a pen * I must make notes - after all, I did promise that With a Flip chapter three would at least be a lime.

Like always, awesome work.


- Naus

[Beck]

Ahhh.... who knew that Heero had so many kinky sex games Like they say, you have to watch out for the quiet ones, so I guess that means that we have alot to look foward to with Trowa huh? With the 3x11 fics I have in my head, even Trowa amazes me with the stuff he wants to do *snickers* Great fic though, I better say that before I forget about even making some sort of comment about the fic itself.

[Melville's Best Friend]

*pokes head out of bush, bag still placed firmly on her head*

Very awesome MBF! I loved this! Who would've known that Heero was so Kinky?

Anyways, congrats on your first lemon! You did great!

*holds up 'THANK YOU' sign*


*begins to re-hide herself when another review comes in.....*

Originally posted by Nausica?:
That... was hot.

And I agree with Eden. Heero's one kinky biatch

No complaints here, of course...

*blinks a couple of times....*


*is amazed when another review comes up*

Originally posted by Beck:
Ahhh.... who knew that Heero had so many kinky sex games?

*shrugs*

Like they say, you have to watch out for the quiet ones. Great fic though, I better say that before I forget about even making some sort of comment about the fic itself.

*blinks more*


*returns to hiding once more, though she LOVES everyone who responded with MORE, yes MORE love than her luggage ^_^*

[AngelOfDeath]

So what about Relena's week? Maybe another fic? Eheh?

Funny stuff.

[Kiyoko]

Awsome story! I love that idea. Heero in a thong...

[shadowcat]

hee hee hee.....kinky Heero

never could picture that. his 'Shag week', thats just funny.

Good Lemon fic though Melville, very good.

gees, you neva no wht the EXPerfect soldier is thinking.

-Shadow

[Shooting Gundam Star]

Who'd have thought........I usually don't apporve of lemon, but this....this was great! Love it! You are really a very talented writer. Good job...... and for a first lemon too.

[WhiteWindRRose]

wow! you don't see one of those everyday!
*puts air-conditioner on full blast and fans self*
everyone seems to be dishing out to naughty Relena fics these days,
but this one takes the cake!
sequal! sequal! sequal!
when is Rel gonna get her turn! the workaholic needs a break!
ah, ur probably thinking about it already!!!
*fans self harder as conditioner shudders and dies*
O_o Damn inefficient...
*smacks air-conditioner*
I really need to get a new one...
Anyway, it was wonderful! [/b]