"We're on the estate," Heero feathered kisses along Duo's jaw and suckled lightly on an earlobe. "I don't care if they catch us. It's been damn long since I got to touch you."

Duo slid his hands into Heero's hair, bringing the man up for another kiss. He let Heero guide him back until he was leaning on something.

"Someone's coming," Duo breathed as Heero trailed his kisses down a slender neck, breath causing goosebumps to rise on Duo's skin. His own hands slid from Heero's hair to his neck, mimicking with his touches what Heero was doing to him as Heero pulled their bodies close.

"Don't care." Heero's own eyes were closed, savouring the taste of Duo's skin, the press of the other's body against his own.

Duo turned, unable to hide the emotions from his eyes; the emotions he felt whenever Heero was pressed so closely to him, caressing him so gently. Quatre stared back for a moment before he turned quickly and disappeared.

Heero's hand rested on Duo's hip. "Told you it doesn't matter," he breathed, pulling back and turning Duo's gaze back to him. "Just be mine."

Duo knew Heero could see the vulnerability in his eyes. "Just each other's," he whispered, pulling Heero's lips back towards himself. "Yours and mine."

Sweet lips smiled against his own, a ghost of a whisper reaching his ears before the kiss deepened.

"Yours and mine."