[R/Lime, future NC-17] Out of Control 1/2

[Smarty Cat]

Summary: What really happened in that locker room on Libra before the final battle?
Warning and Disclaimer: The following is a 1xR lemon (that means SEX between Heero and Relena, people). Please note that this is a completely insane idea that was planted in my head from a few remarks a guy friend made while watching the ending of the series. I would never have considered trying to set a lemon in the time frame of the series were it not for his unique views, and I do not support underage sex in any form or fashion. I know too many people whose lives were ruined that way. This is just in fun and is not meant to be taken seriously. I do not claim the characters within, and I can not be held liable for any damages that may occur should your mother discover you reading this. You have been warned about the content and pairing. Proceed at your own risk. Hentai addicts, be gentle on me. It?s my first time.


Out of Control

by
Smarty Cat
smartycat9383@yahoo.com

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Part 1 -- Words
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He was planning to die. It seemed like he was always planning to die, but this time she knew there was a much higher chance that he would actually succeed. She knew it, and she also knew there wasn?t a single damn thing she could do or say to make him change his mind.

Are you sure about that?

Relena firmly suppressed the silky, taunting whisper that flitted through her mind. Now was hardly the time to be having conversations with herself despite what her subconscious might think. She could go crazy some other time, just not now.

Heero was untouchable, unwavering, and she knew that in his mind, she was as well. The honey blonde ran one small hand through her hair wearily as she opened one locker after another in search of a spacesuit that would fit her reasonably well. She was the goddess on a white marble pedestal, sovereign of peace, prim, demure, distant.

Weak.

Heero had said that she was strong, but he was mistaken. A strong person would not just let him leave with the intent to die. She knew that every time he fought there was the chance he might be killed. She took the same risk every time she appeared in public, but she hated his careless attitude about it. Where the hell was Heero?s survival instinct? His sense of self-preservation?

You?ll just have to give him a reason to survive.

Relena snorted. The disturbing speaker in her head spoke with her voice, but its speech patterns were remarkably similar to Dorothy Catalonia?s. Why debate with a real person when you could just argue with yourself?

What possible thing could she do to make Heero want to live anyway? Her blue eyes widened with sudden realization as a giggle echoed in her mind, and her entire body froze with shock. Heero, despite all actions to the contrary, was a teenage boy. And teenage boys, as Relena knew very well from annoying past experiences, were ruled by their hormones.

?Oh no,? she whispered flatly into the empty inside of a locker, clinging to its door for support, but her traitorous eyes slowly drifted to the slim figure seated on the only bench in the room.

Oh yes, echoed the horrible heated voice in her head.

?Oh hell!? Heero snarled when blood from the cut on his arm dripped onto the oxygen regulator of the suit he had chosen. He yanked the bottom half back off and threw it on the floor. Now wasn?t the time to be taking chances, and he?d have to find another one.

?Something wrong, Heero??

The pilot of Wing Zero glanced up at the girl clinging to a locker door with a slightly unsettled look on her face. When she saw the drops of blood on the suit and floor, her eyes widened.

?Heero, you said it wasn?t that serious!?

?It?s not.? He glanced at his bleeding arm carelessly. It was a slight annoyance but nothing that he could not handle.

?Yes, it is!?

Relena caught him totally by surprise when she lunged for his throat of all things. In a move that had been drilled into him relentlessly during his training but was slightly modified now and executed more gently because he did not want to kill her, he caught her hands and jerked her body against his, pulling her into his lap and effectively immobilizing her.

?Heero, let go of me,? Relena said firmly, though her body betrayed her calm tone by its slight trembling. Why did his survival instinct have to kick in now?

Cold blue eyes met hers squarely. Relena raised her chin and met his stare determinedly. When Heero relaxed his hold slightly, she slowly raised one hand back up to his neck, arching one eyebrow in pointed question. When the young man mad no move to stop her, she plucked the white bandana from around his neck.

?Take off your shirt.?

Heero blinked, startled by the command, but casually shrugged out of the stolen uniform, revealing his usual green tank top underneath.

Relena fidgeted with the white cloth nervously, twisting it between her fingers. She was sitting on Heero?s lap, and he was taking off his clothes. Now would be the perfect time to obey that little voice, but was she really planning to go through with this?

What?s more important? Heero?s life or your virtue?

Good heavens! Just look at those muscles. I?ve never been so close to them before.

No contest.

Relena wrapped the scrap of cloth around Heero?s arm and tied it off firmly. Her hands lingered on the warm skin of his arm, and she bowed her head, letting a waterfall of golden strands hide her expression. Beneath the protection of her hair, her blue eyes were wide and slightly unfocused.

Now, how do you seduce a suicidal, antisocial teenage assassin?

That?s easy. Just get close enough and let mother nature take care of the rest.

Relena took in a ragged breath. She was quite aware of the effects Heero?s proximity was having on her. The poor girl suddenly remembered that teenage girls had raging hormones too, although they were controlled not by them to the extent that teenage boys were.

Now to just act on those urges...

Heero was openly staring at the blonde in his lap. She had been frozen for several moments, and she was starting to make him feel rather...uncomfortable.

?Relena??

?Heero,? came the whispered answer.

The Asian boy scowled faintly. Her voice had sounded strange. He reached out and grabbed her chin, firmly turning her face up to his. Slightly darkened blue eyes stared up at him unnervingly.

?Relena, what are you doing??

She seemed to snap back to herself abruptly and jerked away from him, stammering, ?Nothing! We?d better go, huh??

Damn it all to hell, girl! What?s wrong with you?!

She flinched at the anger in her mental voice?s scream and stumbled over a helmet on the floor, sending her windmilling back into Heero?s lap.

Facedown.

Relena let out a small moan that made the hairs on Heero?s neck rise, and he heard her mumble a faint ?I give up.?

As Relena kneeled with her head on Heero?s thigh, she could not help but think how comfortable her current position was.

And convenient.

She sighed, partly in defeat, partly in satisfaction, and partly in exasperation at the perverted train her thoughts had taken to lately. Suddenly her eyes widened, and her breath hitched in her throat. Had something just twitched?!

Heero sat on the bench rigidly, hands clenched, fighting his body?s natural reaction as her warm breath fanned lightly against the front of his stolen pants. A second caress of heated air had him biting back an oath as Relena slowly began to sit up. Her hands slipped firmly up over his thighs--for balance of course--as her nose accidentally nuzzled against a growing hardness when she raised her head. It was all perfectly rational and plausible, and her cheeks were stained pink in proper embarrassment.

And all his reasoning flew right out the proverbial window when he saw the wicked amusement mixed with a primal hint of fire in her eyes.

Relena suppressed a delighted giggle when she saw the astonished, almost stricken look on his face. A tremor suddenly ran through the hard muscles beneath her hands, and she squeezed his thighs soothingly before lowering her head to once again rest in his lap. She smiled at Heero?s strained whimper.

This was fun!

Or it was fun, she amended, until he grabbed her by the hair and yanked her head up.

?Ow! Heero, that hurts!?

?What are you doing?? he gritted out between clenched teeth.

She blinked at him. ?Isn?t it obvious??

And his control snapped.


*Smarty grins impishly, waves, and runs like hell for safety*

[elyra-chan]

Hee Hee! Wickedness! Gotta read more. Lovin' it thus far!

[Akasha]

I can't help but laugh.

~Akasha

[joyjav]

Wahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!!! oooooohhhhhh go Relena. quit being such a prude Heero. *giggles* more plz.

[shadowcat]

why did i not see this one?? it is sooo hilarious!!!

“Relena, what are you doing?”

She seemed to snap back to herself abruptly and jerked away from him, stammering, “Nothing! We’d better go, huh?”

Damn it all to hell, girl! What’s wrong with you?!

i loved that bit!! trying to play inoocent huh, Relena??

great fic Smarty Cat!!
-Shadow

[Perfect Soldier]

This is actually pretty funny with Relena trying to put a move on Heero. But it's getting her somewhere so, GO RELENA!

[Lady Kei]

hahah..a refreshing change in Relena's image

[Raspberry]

Wow, this is going to be cool/hot!!! Quick, I need next part!!!This is SUPER fanfic! :razz: I'd never imagined that THIS coul happen on Libra!And Relena you naugthy girl I think I know where second part is...