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Heero was thankful he still had power within Preventer; it allowed him to curate moments like this, once in a while. He’d pulled rank and banished Relena’s guards and staff in the morning, waking her up after weeks apart with a steamy kiss and a hot coffee. Relena’s schedule had been rearranged, her appointments shifted here and there, and she had a full day off for the first time in months. They took full advantage of it. Just enough snow had fallen to cover the estate Relena occupied in Brussels in a smooth, quieting white blanket, and they took a long walk around the city, window shopping and talking. When they finally returned home, the sun was starting to set. Relena changed into one of his t-shirts and a grey pair of yoga pants, pulling a long white cardigan over both. The pants hugged the curves of her hips and legs, sculpted from time spent coached by her own yoga instructor, and it hadn’t escaped Heero’s notice.
The pair had been parked on the couch in her bedroom’s anteroom for a few hours now, grazing on takeout and watching whatever movie she felt like. Over the course of the evening they’d split a bottle of wine and she’d nestled further into his embrace, resting her head on his shoulder with his arm wrapped around her.. The TV droned in the background, the lights were dim, and things seemed perfect. Heero steeled himself briefly and took what he thought was his best shot at the question that had been rolling around his head for months.
“If I asked you to marry me, would you?”
Relena stirred, lazily dragging her head off Heero’s shoulder to look up at him. “What?” Heero’s expression was flat when he met her eyes before turning his own back to the TV in front of them. “Heero, what do you mean?”
“You heard me, Relena,” Heero said quietly, shifting his arm out from where it was tucked behind her on the sofa and pulling away from her.
Relena sat up straighter, her eyes wide. “I…”
“It’s fine. Just forget it.” Heero reached out reassuringly to put his hand on her knee but continued staring ahead. Disappointment weighed on his chest. Miscalculations: 1 .
“Heero, I just don’t know what to say…”
Heero tsk ed and pulled his hand away. “Relena, you orate for a living. You can just say ‘no’. It’s fine.”
“Oh, as if that’s fair.” Relena straightened her legs out from under her, perching on the edge of the couch to confront him. “You can’t just come at me with that kind of hypothetical-“
“Why not?” Heero finally turned to face her.
Relena shrank away, pulling her feet back up and pressing herself into the other corner of the sofa. “Because I don’t know!” She glanced away and wrapped her light cardigan more tightly around her waist. “I haven’t really thought about it.”
“You’ve never thought about it,” Heero murmured disbelievingly. “We’ve been doing this going on ten years, and it’s never crossed your mind.”
“That’s not what I said,” Relena retorted. “I just said I don’t know. I don’t… I haven’t thought much about it, truly."
Heero reached back out and ran his hand along her thigh as he recalled some old advice. Act on my emotions. Great. “I’ve thought about it.”
“Obviously.” Relena murmured, staring at his hand as his thumb made soft circles against her soft pants. “I wouldn’t have expected that.” She saw his brow furrow out of the corner of her eye. “I didn’t think that was something you’d ever really want.”
He rolled his eyes back from the TV to meet hers, staring back at him with an anxious expression. How could I be this wrong? Miscalculations: 2. He switched his hold on her thigh and pulled her against him, wrapping his free arm around her again. “Why wouldn’t I want to marry you?”
“Why would you want to?”
“… Because I want to be with you?” Heero replied, feeling his frustration mount.
Her expression softened. “I know that, Heero.”
“Then what’s the problem?”
Relena scoffed and extracted herself from his touch, standing and walking across the anteroom. “Marriage requires so many things...”
“And I don’t meet your requirements,” he muttered, standing to follow her.
“Heero, that is not what I’m saying.”
Relena gasped sharply as Heero caught up to her, growling angrily behind her. She whirled to face him but it was too late; he stalked her back until she huffed as her back hit the wall behind her.
“Then what are you saying?” He stepped up until they were nearly chest to chest.
“Heero, I don’t-“ Relena gasped as Heero took a hold of her chin and pulled her face to his.
“Look at me.” Heero stared down into her eyes and watched as she shuddered nervously beneath him. “ What are you saying?”
“Heero, my life is-“ Relena started, pausing as his hand slid from her chin to wrap around the back of her neck, “complicated.” She swallowed nervously before she met his eyes again, straightening in his grasp and pressing a fingertip to his chest. Good. Care enough to fight with me.
“You know fully well what it would mean to be married to me. The events. The travel. The press and all the attention. I already know that you hate it.” Heero drew his face back slightly and guided his other palm between her cardigan and her hip. “I wouldn’t ever expect you to commit to a lifetime of it.” Her voice wavered; he could feel her shallow breathing.
“You think I don’t want you?” he said softly, pressing closer till he could feel his own hot breath as he kissed along her collar bone.
Relena breathed a short laugh and Heero moved his hand from her hip to the small of her back as she leaned into him. “I know that you want me, Heero,” she breathed, turning her face toward his and capturing his lips with hers. When she released him, her gaze was cast back down to his chest.
“So what, then?” He leaned in and kissed her forehead and traced his nose down to her temple. “I want you, but not enough to share your life?” He watched as she breathed out the last of a breath silently, watching her shoulders angle in and the corner of her lips drag down. “You think that I’d give up? One day I’ll have had my fill of you, and I’ll just move on?” Heero tried to remain on task while he watched Relena’s chest heave unevenly beneath her t-shirt.
“I want you, Relena,” he whispered, grasping her jaw between his thumb and fingers. “Just you.” Heero kissed her just beneath her ear and felt her breath leave her as her face tilted back up toward his. “You think I’m just going to turn around and run away?”
Relena’s lips parted just next to his. “You’ve done it before.”
“That was different,” Heero maneuvered, “we’ve changed.” He tried to kiss her, but she turned her head away and slipped out of his grasp. Miscalculations: 3. “Relena, come back,” Heero said quietly as he followed her. She paced into her bedroom and Heero shut the door behind them. “Relena, talk to me.”
Cold ran over Heero’s head and through the back of his neck, right down to his toes as Relena spun on her heel to face him. Oh, fuck. Critical error. “If you asked me, I wouldn’t say ‘yes’’. Her entire countenance was screaming something Heero couldn’t decipher; instinctually, he felt his blood pressure and pulse rise as she glared at him, her hands balled in fists at her sides.
Well, that’s obvious . Heero bit back the retort and took a fraction of a moment to consider his options. Where’s ZERO when you really need it? “Relena, please just talk to me.” He stepped up to her and wrapped her in his arms again. He felt himself relax as she pressed against him, her hands running along his back.
“I don’t want to.” She pressed her own kisses now onto the crook of his neck. “Heero, you’re the only one that I want.” Relena looked up at him through her lashes, sea blue eyes meeting night sky, and Heero knew he’d been had. Or was about to be. “Is that not enough?”
Heero gave the smallest sigh as he looked back at her and smiled, near imperceptibly. Go for it, or it’s Miscalculation 4. “You’re so much more than enough.” He leaned in and kissed her, flicking his tongue against her lips. Her lips smiled against his and he made up his mind.
Mission failed. Live to fight another day.
Heero continued to kiss her as he guided her back against the wall of her bedroom again, enjoying watching as she kept her eyes closed, trusting as he cradled the back of her head in one hand and the small of her back in the other so she pressed against the wall slowly, gently. That wasn’t truly their way, though; intensity was the name of the game, and Heero came to deliver.
Heero used the hand at the small of her back to press her against him and the other to thread into her hair and pull her head back so her face pressed up to his. He relished in her gasp and crushed his lips against hers, kneading her hip and feeling her press back to him with the same fervor. She moaned into his mouth and he took the opportunity to sweep his tongue over hers. His grip loosened on her hair and she melted into him, purring as he ran his hand down her back and up under her shirt to cup her breast. No bra. Fantastic .
Relena broke away from his kiss and sighed against his neck, one leg wrapping around his. He took the signal and grabbed her by her soft thighs and lifted her easily into his arms. Relena showered him with kisses, on his mouth, across his cheeks, on his neck as he carried her; she laughed as Heero released her and she fell back into her bed.
“Help me,” Heero commanded as he grasped and stretched the thigh of her pants, and Relena complied instantly, reaching down and raising her pelvis to slide them over her ass. Heero reached up and pressed a thumb into the ridge of each newly bare hip briefly, holding them up before pulling the pants down past her knees before practically tearing them off completely.
Relena sat up quickly and leaned toward him, pulling up his shirt to kiss along his muscled stomach and Heero quickly dispatched of that offending garment as well. An involuntary sigh escaped him as her lips traced downward and her hands opened his pants and pulled them down, letting his already rock hard cock free. A perfectly manicured hand wrapped around his shaft and he felt the other carefully palm his sack as she peered up at him through her lashes, smiling, before opening her mouth and swirling her tongue across his tip. How are you this perfect?
It was his turn to gasp as she quickly took him in her mouth and pressed all the way down to the base, sucking hard. Heero reached down and swept her hair out of her face and pulled her back up roughly. Her lips sucked against him loudly before his cock escaped her mouth with a slight pop . Her pink tongue ran over her lips and she opened her mouth again, closing her eyes, waiting for him. He felt Relena moan greedily as he plunged his cock back into her mouth, pulling on her hair to tilt her head up until he could feel the back of her throat.
Relena was continually surprising him. Her tenacity had inspired him, as she stood up to any challenge in her path. Her fragility had shocked him as she cried in his arms at night, more than once. Most importantly her absolute boldness, spreading her legs and smiling up at him. “Come get me.”
He obeyed, grabbing her under her thighs and dragging her to the edge of the bed. His 5 o’clock shadow scratched against her thighs as he buried his face in her pussy, tasting her, licking from her hood to where her body was weeping evidence of her readiness for him. He smiled and pushed his tongue into her warm entrance as she moaned his name and ran her fingers through his hair, trapping him with her thighs. With the introduction of two skilled fingers, Relena was undone.
“Please, Heero,” she panted, leaning up on her elbows. Her lover paused and cleared the residue of her arousal from his face, enjoying her tiny wince as his face rasped against her skin. “Please.”
There had been many instances like this that Heero had tried to commit to memory, but none could compare to the real thing. He looked up at Relena from where he kneeled and took the time to marvel at her openly; she blushed even further as he ran his rough hands up the sides of her legs, kneaded her hips and stood up.
“‘Please’ what?”
She rolled her eyes and sat up, stripping off her cardigan and t-shirt while Heero dropped his pants and boxers to the floor and advanced on her. His eyes narrowed and Relena squealed in anticipation. He pushed her back against the bed and lay half over her, pinning her legs with one of his. “Tell me, Relena.” He chuckled as she tried to give him a stubborn glare, reaching out and pinching her nipple as he pinned her arm and grabbed her opposite wrist. Hearing the tiny cry she let out, his cock twitched against her hip demandingly. Say it.
“Heero, please .” She was writhing beneath him; while she attempted to extract her legs from his vice-like hold, her chest arched up and Heero helped himself, leaning down and licking one pink nipple before biting and dragging it through his teeth. He watched as her hair fanned out behind her, head thrown back exposing the perfect skin of her long neck while she cried out again.
He eased her further up the bed before climbing on top of her, using one hand on the back of each thigh to press her legs up and around his hips. “Say it, Relena.” One hand ran down the back of her thigh and smacked her ass, causing her to wince again. Relena retaliated, her hand sneaking down to grasp Heero’s cock and smiling as he bucked into her hand.
That’s it . Heero glared with concentration as he carefully pried himself out of his lover’s grasp, grabbed each of Relena’s wrists and pressed the free bases of his thumbs against her thighs, forcing her legs back and wide open again. She panted helplessly as he carefully thrust forward and ran the tip of his cock down her slit, pausing at her opening. “Please,” she whispered, and he felt her arms relax as she submitted. “Please fuck me, Heero.”
She was driven back by Heero’s thrust, barely finishing her request before he forced the first gasp from her lips. An involuntary groan followed from them both, Relena barely enunciating ‘Ugh, yes’ as he buried his generous girth inside her. The heat from her core was exquisite, as always, and Heero savored every gasp and moan as he rocked against her. He watched as she moved her captive arms slowly, opening her hands and grasping behind her knees, welcoming in even more of his length.
He growled and felt her walls tighten around him at the sound while he leaned further over his captive princess and fucked her. Her cries became erratic and rushed under his punishing pace until he finally released her legs and leaned over her, capturing her lips. He closed his eyes and the crest of his pleasure washed over him; when he opened them, Heero came as he watched Relena unravel under him, her body mimicking the quaking fervour her sheath performed around him. Heero leaned down and caught his breath as they recovered, letting his guard down as Relena leaned forward and bit him where his neck met his shoulder. He hissed as he sat up, withdrawing his cock and watching the products of their orgasm flood out of the coyly smiling woman beneath him.
“‘More than enough’?” she murmured, tracing her fingers along his abs. She laughed again as he used his strength to roll and pull her on top of him.
“Not yet.”
Mission failed. Proceed to phase two.