Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Ronin Warriors Fan Fiction ❯ Emergence ❯ Nice Quiet Day ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and Ronin Warriors belong to their respective owners and I take no credit for their ideas. I do not own them I do not make money off of them. This is for fun.

Warnings: This is slightly AU because I change things around to fit my story. It is after Heero self destructs. It is on the tail end of the last major battle with the nether realm and after.

Pairings: SageX04 13X05 CyeX06 01X02X? and others

 

Nice Quiet Day

The guys had just finished with a mission and were staying at a Winner mansion that qualified as the current safe house and temporary vacation home as the guys had all been given the next month off baring any major movements of Oz.

 

Duo was relaxing outside on the patio and trying to get a tan, well for all of five minutes before…

 

“Heero get off that laptop and get out here before I get bored.” He wailed to his lover who was just inside the patio doors finishing his report of the mission.

 

“Hn. Finished anyway.” He went out and instead of sitting beside Duo, sat down on his lap knowing that would keep his lover happy. Despite having very little knowledge of social interaction he did like it when Duo was happy, and that meant physical contact. He was trying and Duo was more than happy with that even though it was very slow at times.

 

“Where are the others?” Duo asked having not seen any of them since breakfast, and it was now almost lunch.

 

“Trowa disappeared again.” He said with a frown, he had been doing that a lot lately, and they were starting to worry about him. Not that he was a traitor or anything, but that what ever it was could make him so confused that even Heero noticed.

 

“Quatre said that he was going to visit an old friend that lived in the area, and Wufei is somewhere in the woods meditating or practicing katas.”

 

He was quite after this because Duo had started kissing his neck softly. He had found that while Duo liked him to make noise, he liked to concentrate on what the braided man was causing him to feel. They had eventually came to a compromise that he would let himself be vocal if they were having sex, and Duo would be content with him staying silent when they were just playing around. The only stipulation was anything that they try that was new would be talked about first. This had come as a nasty surprise when Heero had tried using silk scarves to wrap around Duo but not tie him down, but Duo was not ready for that and had given Heero a black eye. They spent the rest of the night making it up to each other.

 

“Hay `Ro, you think that if we sick Quatre on him that Trowa will tell us what's up, cause I'm starting to worry?”

 

Heero was less than pleased with this as it meant that Duo had stopped kissing him to talk, but he was right about one thing.

 

“Maybe, but perhaps we should follow him if things get any worse than they are, I'm sure you could do it easily.”

 

Dou was more than happy that The Perfect Solider was complementing his abilities since early in the war he was considered as good as useless.

 

“Only if he dose not tell us what's up on his own. If we follow him and find out that he would have told us he will be pissed.”

 

“So, ask first, then use surveillance. Mission accepted.”

 

Duo just started laughing and not just for the serious look on `Ro's face, but that he would actually take that as a mission.

 

“Heero that is not suppose to be a mission, its just finding out what's up with Trowa.”

 

“But it can be applied to other people and times if you want to know something someone is hiding, and they are a friend.”

 

“Yes, but only if you think that something that could be harmful to the person, some things that people hide could be good.”

 

“Then how do you know it could be harmful if it is being hidden.”

 

“It will take experience, and until you have that ask me before you run surveillance on any of the guys.” He could only imagine what would happen otherwise, and none of it would be conducive to living a long life for any party involved.

 

“So that only applies to Quatre, Trowa, and Wufei, correct?”

 

Duo shook his hands inform of him and raised his head to the sky as he said. “He gets it, he finally gets it. It's a miracle.”

 

“Hn, baka.” He replies as he turns and kisses Duo, which he found out to be the best way of shutting him up.

 

 

 

 

At the Ronin mansion

In one surprisingly neat bedroom upstairs were two blonds currently engaged in an activity is not appropriate for polite or innocent company. In fact it looked like a scene from a BDSM contest.

 

The smaller of the two was tied on the bed with silk scarves around his wrists and ankles, and a gag in his mouth. As Sage admired his work so far, he smirked. It was fun when his little lover came over to the mansion; it meant that they could play dominance. It actually meant that no matter what they did it would include a gag, as Quatre did not possess the ability to be quiet when they engaged in any type of sexual activity. While Sage adored this, it was interesting to do anything in a house of anywhere from five to twelve people at any given time.

 

That and it was the easiest was to convince Quatre to let him play. While Quatre liked it he was not as into it as his older lover. He did like to indulge especially when he felt that Sage was tense and worried over something that he most likely could not share. He could sense that Sage needed to regain some control over anything, but he could never figure the reason out.

 

They both had secrets, there were things that he hated to keep from Sage especially when he could die and the reason would never be known. He fought a war that was brutal, and yet he could not help but think that Sage had it worse. He wished he knew, but would never ask because that would mean telling things that he could not. He just hoped that things would be all right in the end.

 

Sage saw him go off in thought and brought his mouth to the skin on the inside of Quatre's thigh and bit down hard enough to make him jump before sucking hard enough to leave a good mark. It was a mutual agreement that any marks left were in places that friends even nosey ones would never see under any but the direst of circumstances.

 

“If your focus is that easily swayed then I may have to result to drastic measures. Hmm, now what shall I do?” It was not a real question seeing as how there was no way for the other to answer.

 

Although it came when an ice cube was places along the length of his shaft, and rubbed over the slit only for a moment before his entire length was encased in Sage's mouth. The sensations were too much for him and he cried out against the gag which only managed to keep his voice to a manageable level. He may have been to embarrassed to admit it out loud, but ice play was his absolute favorite. Sage was just so talented with right amount of heat and cold.

 

He also had the most talented mouth that Quatre could imagine, since he had not been with anyone else. Sage would deep throat and hum then such hard on the tip and tongue the slit. It was too much and he came arching off the bed save for his feet and the straps that held his wrists. It was in the after math of his orgasm that Sage started to prepare him. The one thing that Sage was absolutely adamant on was that Quatre be completely stretched and a good lubrication used. He was quite large and although he could have gotten away with using only three fingers he would use four. He could not stand the thought of hurting his angel in any way.

 

He did wait until Quatre was semi coherent before he prodded his prostate with the two fingers before adding a well-oiled third. By this time he was pushing back as hard as he could on all three fingers. Though he sometimes got annoyed at the absolute care that was taken it was another thing that he sensed his lover needed, even if he would have liked it to be a little rougher. No matter how rough their play got sex was always gentle and sweet. Some day he would like to hear what had caused such a drastic change from the occasional rough fuck in the beginning to the careful sex now, but like all other secrets it would have to wait for a time when there was no war no fighting.

 

“Ready now?” He was brought back by Sage's voice. That was the other thing that changed he always asked before he entered; even if Quatre begged for it before they start, he always asked. He just nodded his head and smiled around the gag.

 

He slowly pushes in, and the feeling is bliss. It seems to take him forever to get all the way in, and once he dose he comes right back out just as slowly as he went in. Quatre muses on the other good point about all that stretching is that there is no time needed adjust before Sage can start moving. He thrusts slow and long until Quatre starts to constrict his muscles in retaliation of the slow pace. Sage is able to make a few more slow thrusts before he has to speed up. Knowing full well that his lover like it fast and hard as he hits his prostate with each thrust.

 

Once they are both on the verge and going as fast as humanly possible without hurting something, Sage starts to pump Quatre's length squeezing on the base and length with a light pressure on the middle. It takes only a moment before he comes all over the two of them; this brings Sage off as his length is squeezed tight milking him as he rides out his release.

 

He collapses on to Quatre for only a second before he gathers the energy to remove the gag and untie him. That is easily done because he had the knots set up so that one tug in right direction and they would come loose. This was another necessary precaution in case of a Dynasty attack while they're in the middle of something.

 

Once his lover is free, he reaches over to the nightstand and grabs the wet wipe to clean them off. Throwing it in the direction of the garbage not caring for the moment if it actually makes it. He grabs the covers that were on the floor on the side of the bed, and covers them before cuddling with Quatre.

“Love you Seiji.” Quatre mumbled as he snuggled closer so that he was on Sage's chest before drifting off to sleep.

 

“Love you too, my angel.” He smiled at the way his name was spoken by the other. The only time he used that was after sex, and he loved it. He waited before falling asleep though. Once Rowen stuck his head in the door and nodded to him he was asleep instantly.

 

That was the last of the precaution that were in place in case of an attack. One of the others was always aware when someone was going to be doing something that would prevent them from immediately fighting, including sleep and sex. Since Rowen and Kento were the only other ones that were in a relationship, it was one of the two that he warned when Quatre was over; just as he was the one that knew when they were going to be indisposed. None of them had officially met him, but they all knew of him. It was nice not to have to worry about anything as he was sleeping.