AN: This is definitely a lemon, rated NC-17.
Paradise By the Dashboard (err Cockpit) Light
A 2xH
Songfic/Lemon by Midii Une
(lyrics in italics)
Duo Maxwell rode
the cable up to DeathScythe’s cockpit.
Tomorrow it would be all over, he’d promised her he’d finally get rid of
the thing. Hell, it was taking up
all-too valuable space in her precious little junkyard.
He sighed, the
sound a mixture of irritation and regret and finality. Yes it was time to get rid of his old buddy
DeathScythe. He wanted to spend these
last hours alone in the cockpit, his fingers touching the familiar gadgets and
gizmos. Hell, even the detonator was
like an old friend he’d never see again.
Hilde watched the
slender figure disappear into the cockpit, the tail of his chocolate-colored
braid waving at her like a taunt.
He loves that thing
more than he loves me, she thought, then he has the nerve to wonder why
I haven’t given in to him yet!
Months of heavy
makeout sessions between the two mature teens had left both of them hungry for
more. But Hilde was adamant on one
thing. She wanted commitment from the wayward, restless Gundam pilot. If he wanted her, all of her, he had
to say the words, make the promise, give his vow.
He had to say
he’d love her for the rest of his life.
She knew he was close to giving in, his hormones, more than anything
else would decide for him. And then he
would be hers, that gorgeous, violet-eyed boy she’d loved at first sight. The brown-braided baka she’d risked her life
and allegiance for.
A twinkle
sparkled in her wide, true-blue eyes.
Her Shinigami was vulnerable tonight; the impending destruction of his
precious Gundam might be her chance to make him finally confess his feelings
for her. An ache tingled up from behind
her knees and sizzled up to the pit of her stomach, making her legs feel
weak. She wanted him as much as he
wanted her. But in this one thing,
women were much stronger than men. Still, she wanted more now than the touch of
his tongue or fingers inside her. She
wanted all of him, her eyes closed as she imagined how it would be and she took
a quick, indrawn breath as she shivered ecstatically.
“I’m going to get
you tonight, Maxwell,” she said, proclaiming her silent challenge to the God of
Death. “You’ll be mine at last.”
She placed a
slender hand on the cable and pressed a button, the wonderful weightless
feeling of rising up through the air to a mobile suit cockpit increasing her
excitement . . .
I remember every little thing
As if it happened only yesterday
Parking by the lake
And there was not another car in sight
Looking any better than you did
And all the kids at school
They were wishing they were me that
night
And now our bodies are oh so close and
tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so
right
And we're glowing like the metal on the
edge of a knife
Glowing like the metal on the edge of a
knife
C'mon! Hold on tight!
C'mon! Hold on tight!
Thought it's cold and lonely in the deep
dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard
light
He remembered as
if it were yesterday. Meeting
Hilde. She was so beautiful in an
elfin, delicate way like a sweet, tiny fairy.
Too damn cute to be real. Oh but
she was real, so very real, Duo thought as her familiar face, so pale and
delicate, peered in at him through the open cockpit hatch. There was an odd
look on that face, a secret little smile and her tongue ran over her lips,
moistening her soft pink mouth.
Duo gulped.
Duo forgot all
about his reluctance to part with his Gundam.
She looked . . . she looked . . . she looked . . . fuckin’ sexy.
She crawled into
his lap, gazing into his eyes silently, one small hand reaching to caress his
cheek. Hilde’s smile widened as he
gaped at her. She loved getting to him
like this, loved knowing she had the power to do so . . .
She took his
willing hand and pressed it against one of her small breasts and heard him
groan as she showed him how she wanted his fingers to move, she directed his hand in a firm, circular
motion.
Duo cursed and
then his eyes lit up with evil intent, he moved his hands to twine them in her
short, blue-black hair pulling her close for a fierce, open-mouthed kiss. His tongue made a tour of her mouth
leisurely, licking against the roof of her mouth and he growled as her sharp
white teeth nipped at his lower lip and she reached down to rub the growing
bulge in his crotch.
No words were
spoken but his violet eyes snapped with purple fire that the cool, confident
look in her blue ones couldn’t quench.
He expertly
tugged at the pink and violet sweater she wore till it lay on the floor of
DeathScythe’s cockpit, her fair skin pale and gleaming in the odd neon green
glow of the instrument panel. Within
seconds she’d divested him of his black shirt and white priest’s collar. The confined space forced their bodies to
rub together as they dispensed with each article of clothing. She spun the stiff white circle of his
collar on her finger suggestively and winked at him before tossing it aside and
kissing him wildly. Both their hands explored the other’s familiar body with
consuming desire.
Ain't no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
'Cause we were barely seventeen
And we were barely dressed
Ain't no doubt about it
Baby got to go and shout it
Ain't no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
'Cause we were barely seventeen
And we were barely dressed
Baby doncha hear my heart
You got it drowning out the radio
I've been waiting so long
For you to come along and have some fun
And I gotta let you know
No you're never gonna regret it
So open up your eyes I got a big
surprise
It'll feel all right
Well I wanna make your motor run
And now our bodies are oh so close and tight
It never felt so good, it never felt so
right
And we're glowing like the metal on the
edge of a knife
Glowing like the metal on the edge of a
knife
C'mon! Hold on tight!
C'mon! Hold on tight!
Though it's cold and lonely in the deep
dark night
I can see paradise by the dashboard
light
Paradise by the dashboard light
You got to do what you can
And let Mother Nature do the rest
Ain't no doubt about it
We were doubly blessed
'Cause we were barely seventeen
And we were barely-
We're gonna go all the way tonight
We're gonna go all the way
And tonight's the night...
We're gonna go all the way tonight
We're gonna go all the way
And tonight's the night...
Duo sucked hard
and insistently on the small pink nipple that tipped Hilde’s breast. His other hand tickled the inside of her
thighs and he laughed softly, his mouth full of her sweet-tasting flesh as she
moaned greedily for more.
She gasped as he
grabbed her hand placing it on the hot throb that pulsed between his legs. She felt how much their kisses and gropings
had affected him. Their excited, consensual
moans filled the small area and Duo grabbed
Hilde’s slender waist and moved her so
she straddled his groin, the only barriers between them being a pair of black cotton boxers and a slender
pair of pink bikini panties. He could
feel the wetness of her arousal against him and it felt soooo good.
So fuckin’ good.
The pressure of
Duo straining against her had Hilde panting with excitement. How could she stop, but she had to, he had
to say the words. He had to say them
first, before they went any further.
She opened her mouth to speak but he closed his mouth over hers, pulling
her even closer against him, his hardness straining against her damp opening.
“Duo, oh Duo,”
she moaned into his mouth.
OK, here we go, we got a real pressure
cooker going here,
Two down, nobody on, no score, bottom of
the ninth,
There's the windup, and there it is, a
line shot up the middle,
Look at him go. This boy can really fly!
He's rounding first and really
turning it on now, he's not letting up
at all, he's gonna try for
second; the ball is bobbled out in
center, and here comes the
throw, and what a throw! He's gonna
slide in head first, here he
comes, he's out! No, wait, safe-safe at
second base, this kid
really makes things happen out there.
Batter steps up to the
plate, here's the pitch-he's going, and
what a jump he's got,
he's trying for third, here's the throw,
it's in the dirt-safe at
third! Holy cow, stolen base! He's
taking a pretty big lead out
there, almost daring him to try and pick
him off. The pitcher
glances over, winds up, and it's bunted,
bunted down the third
base line, the suicide squeeze is on!
Here he comes, squeeze
play, it's gonna be close, holy cow, I
think he's gonna make it!
Pleasure distracted
Hilde from her purpose. She couldn’t
stop him now, couldn’t . . . wouldn’t . . . shouldn’t. She felt him wriggling beneath her as he
lost his boxers, they joined the heap along with her sweater, her jeans, her
bra on the floor of the Gundam. It was
so cozy in here, she could feel every move he made jarring through her body,
increasing her frenzy and his.
His fingers
hooked in the waistband of her pink bikini panties and she made a small,
half-hearted moan of protest. He ran
his tongue lightly along the outside of her ear, blowing lightly and he felt
the goosebumps rise on her skin. He
grinned because the tiny little proof of her excitement was so predictable, Goosebumps,
every time he kissed her on the ears.
He knew her body like he knew the cockpit they sat in. She moaned in his arms, all protest
forgotten. She’d thought he was a
hormone-y teenager, but she’d forgotten one consideration.
She was a
teenager too. A teenager chockfull of
demanding hormones, demanding Duo, demanding satisfaction. Demanding that they go all the way.
Her panties
disappeared with a final sharp tug and a ripping sound. Somehow his fingers were inside her, sliding
in and out teasingly until she was giddy and near climax.
“Hilde say yes,”
Duo begged. “I gotta do this, I can’t
stop. Hilde, please . . .”
She felt his
hands on her waist as he prepared to impale her, he was oh-so-ready and a
twinge of fear lit her eyes and she pushed against his chest. She remembered now. Remembered what he had
to say . . .he had to say those words . . .
Stop right there!
I gotta know right now!
Before we go any further!
Do you love me?
Will you love me forever?
Do you need me?
Will you never leave me?
Will you make me so happy for the rest
of my life?
Will you take me away and will you make
me your wife?
Do you love me!?
Will you love me forever!?
Do you need me!?
Will you never leave me!?
Will you make me happy for the rest of
my life!?
Will you take me away and will you make
me your wife!?
I gotta know right now
Before we go any further
Do you love me!?
Will you love me forever!?
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I'll give you an answer in the
morning
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I'll give you an answer in the
morning
Let me sleep on it
Baby, baby let me sleep on it
Let me sleep on it
And I'll give you an answer in the
morning
“Duo,” Hilde
gasped, catching his eyes with hers.
“Wait. I have to know you love
me. I want you, oh God how I want you.
But I have to know you’ll stay with me that you’ll always be here.”
He ached, he was
so hot for her, wanted her so much, couldn’t stop, not now, no matter
what. What wouldn’t he do to reach the
prize she offered? Her warm, tight
wetness beckoned, the musky smell of her sex and her nearness teased his primed
senses. Her flushed face begged for his
love, his promise.
Duo knew he would
never, never, never want anything like he wanted this. There could be nothing stronger in the
universe than the desire he felt, only his feeling for Hilde held him back from
just taking, just taking what he wanted.
They had gone too far, he couldn’t stop.
His feeling for
Hilde.
Was it love? He forced himself to take a few breaths and
review his feelings. He’d seen her and
something had clicked, her bright blue eyes and her cute little ass in those
tight, tight white pants so many months ago were like a siren’s call. She was beautiful, loyal, so damn sexy and
she loved him. She was whispering it in
his ear and rubbing herself against him like a little kitten.
What were his
feelings for Hilde, her smooth little fingers were stroking him now, as she
begged for his confession.
“Just say the
words, Buddy,” his inner voice prompted him, then it’ll all be yours. He thought of plunging into her, hearing her
shriek her satisfaction as he showed her just how he felt.
“I love you
Babe,” he said. “Hilde, I’ll love you
forever . . .
I couldn't take it any longer
Lord I was crazed
And when the feeling came upon me
Like a tidal wave
I started swearing to my god and on my
mother's grave
That I would love you to the end of time
the edge of a knife
She nodded and
gasped her consent closing her eyes and digging her French-manicured
fingernails into the smooth skin of his back as he quickly took her virginity
and made her his. His Goddess of Death.
They moved in rhythm as he plunged in
and out of her. Both of them incoherent
with lust and satisfaction, once the first awkwardness was over. The friction of his shaft so deep within her
brought soft tears to her eyes. This
was love, passion, she wanted to feel it with him over and over and this was
only the beginning . . .
It was over too quickly, it couldn’t have lasted long
enough, their pent-up desires would demand another round before too long. Duo rested his sweat-glazed face against the
pillow of her breasts, listening as her heartbeat slowly returned to it’s
normal steady beat. The frenzied
beating of both their hearts had seemed to fill the cockpit moments earlier.
Tiredly Hilde’s
fingers stroked Duo’s smooth muscular back, she felt cozy and secure in the
circle of his strong, slender arms.
Oddly she felt somewhat badly that she had nagged him to get rid of his
Gundam. She decided that she too would
miss DeathScythe, especially now, it would always hold a special place in her
heart, after tonight.
The End
AN: Okay at the end of Paradise by the
Dashboard Light the couple decides they really don’t like each other, let
alone love each other ‘til the end of time.’
But I felt fluffy today so you get a sappy ending!!