Scars never bothered Duo, if anything he treated them with the same reverence that he did the rest of Wufei, if not more. Because he knew what those scars meant. Knew where most of them had come from. Each star told a story and Duo loved the pages they were written upon.

His hands moved down again, lazy and slow, just enjoying being able to touch and be touched. Wufei's hands on him felt incredible. While he was sure his memory would argue with him, Duo wasn't used to being touched in anything other than anger and hatred. Being beaten and abused was pretty much par of the course for someone like him. He didn't have much time for romance. He'd been a kid, what did he know about romance? And after the war he'd had even less time for it. But this? This he could get used to with ease.

Duo was breathing a little harder when they parted and his eyes remained closed, lips curving up in a tender smile. "Love you..." The words came easier and easier with each repetition. Any normal person would say it was too fast to say words of love. Duo didn't care. Once their memories came back he was sure that those words were as common as 'hello' and 'goodbye'. "...You're too damn good at that."