Duo definitely wasn't pushing for anything at all. Wufei had offered him something absolutely wonderful, but he was in no rush to move from where he was. He wanted to enjoy this moment for as long as he possibly could. To etch it into his memory, since it had failed him so much already.

How had he been able to forget these hands? Or these lips? How did he forget how Wufei's hair felt when he raised his hands to sink his fingers into dark locks. How did he forget just how wicked that tongue of his was, as they lazily explored the others mouth, tangling and stroking across on another as their kisses became more passionate.

Duo's own hands dropped them, finding Wufei's hips and pulled him in closer, only to slip under his shirt to slide his palms up the length of his lovers back. How had he forgot any of this? Duo didn't know. But he didn't plan on forgetting ever again.