"Trowa's car is blocking us," Heero explained.

"But, can't we just hotwire his car?" Duo asked, looking at the pouring rain outside.

"No."

Before Duo could protest again, Heero ran out into the rain, pulling Duo behind him. He led Duo to around the corner, where the lights of the party going on inside couldn't be seen, and then kissed him, a deep wet kiss.

Duo's knees gave away and he fell down on the wet ground, pulling Heero with him. He pushed Heero on his back on the grass and straddled him, leaning down to kiss him again. The rain was cold, so cold, and Duo pressed his chest on top of Heero's, sharing Heero's warmth before kissing him again.

Heero's fingers pulled Duo's shirt off and following the lead, Duo unbuttoned Heero's shirt quickly, wanting to get closer to Heero's warmth. The rain drops sparkled on Heero's chest, and Duo leaned down, licking them, tasting rain and sweat, and Heero, oh so Heero. He sank his tongue in Heero's belly and pulled down Heero's pants to lick more, to suck, to taste more Heero.

And as Duo took Heero in his mouth, Heero threaded his fingers through Duo's hair, untangling the braid and letting it fall over Duo's body, protecting him from the rain. When Heero came, Duo licked every drop and then kissed Heero full on the lips, tasting more rain and more Heero, and he couldn't get enough.

He then lay down on the grass and pulled Heero over him. And Heero licked Duo, slowly, hungrily. Duo threw his head back, letting the rain hit his face and holding onto Heero's wet shoulders, burying his hand on Heero's hair and feeling Heero's mouth on him.

And suddenly, the fact that they were having sex in Lady Une's back yard didn't matter anymore.