Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Belong to Me ❯ Chapter 4

Two days passed without incident, then three. Duo was afraid Trowa had been right. He was having a hard time ignoring the need to be in Trowa’s arms…and bed. It was made even more difficult because the green-eyed man had gotten into the habit of touching him even when they were alone. In public, the European was constantly doing trifling things like sliding his fingers down Duo’s arms or giving the smaller man kisses on the back of his neck to prove they were the couple they were supposed to be. Inside the house Trowa was constantly pulling Duo close to give him soft kisses, hands lingering until Duo began to squirm. It wasn’t much, but it was more than enough to have Duo’s body primed at all times.

The fourth day he knew was going to be the hardest yet. So far, their interaction with the public had been regulated to areas where open displays were frowned upon, though that didn’t seem to stop the tall man. Their plans for the day included going to the beach where affection was not only expected but encouraged, so he was already preparing himself to be swamped by desire.

Hoping to be prepared for any surprises, he had researched the private beach the night before, stunned to discover Une had been telling the truth. Clothing was optional and it seemed that seeing couples having sex in view of the public was a common occurrence. Trowa had wanted to go the day after their arrival, having seen the doctor walk toward the beach access, but Duo had stalled, saying honestly he wasn’t ready for such an outing.

Truthfully, he didn’t think he was ever going to be ready to go to the beach with Trowa, but there was little choice. Needing to keep an emotional distance from Trowa warred with a need to do his job and he eventually admitted he would do whatever it took to arrest the man that had coldly murdered three women.

After breakfast Trowa had told him to get ready for the beach and left, not telling where he was going. Assuming the tall man had wanted to be away from the house to make a call to Quatre in privacy, Duo thought nothing of it until seeing Trowa’s cell phone lying forgotten on the counter. When the European returned with a soft smile on his face, Duo guessed he had used a public phone rather than the cell phone for some unknown reason.

Walking toward the gate that was guarded to protect the private beach, Duo glanced over at his partner, “I’m guessing you called him from a pay phone.”

“What? No, I didn’t call him. We’ve agreed not to talk until this assignment is over unless there’s an emergency.”

“Then where did you go? What were you doing?”

“Arranging a surprise.”

Blinking as his hand was taken in one of Trowa’s, Duo stared when the other man kissed the back of it gently before lowering their combined hands. “Please don’t do that,” he whispered, stricken a gesture so sweet could be so painful.

He was pulled to a stop less than fifteen feet from the gate, heart beating against his ribs when Trowa leaned down to kiss him gently. “It occurred to me yesterday that our jerk neighbor was right.”

“Bradley,” Duo corrected automatically, as he did every time their bold neighbor was mentioned.

“The jerk.”

“Bradley. Right about what?”

“I haven’t been taking proper care of you, Duo.”

“You’re not supposed to take care of me at all.”

“This time together may be hard for you and it is for me in a way, but I want to prove I do belong to you. You may be acting, but for me this is very real. I wanted to spend more time with you and now I have the chance. I’m not letting this pass without showing you how much you’ve come to mean to me.”

Letting the other man lead him to the beach after showing their passes to the guard, Duo realized he had been fighting a battle he had already lost. He didn’t know when he had been stupid enough to fall in love with his partner, but he had. Hoping to keep the emotion off his face, he followed Trowa to a semi-secluded spot, surprised when the other man pulled a large blanket from the bag he carried.

“What do you want to do first? We can sit and relax, get in the water, or take a walk.”

Struck numb by his realization, Duo replied softly, “Whatever you want to do, Trowa.”

Worried green eyes were abruptly in front of him, Trowa’s hands coming up to frame his face, “Are you okay? You don’t look like you feel well. Did I do something wrong?”

Realizing the hurt and guilt he felt was going to be magnified later no matter what happened now, Duo decided to do what Trowa had suggested and take advantage of the short time they had, aware his life had just completely changed. Nothing would be the same for him ever again and he would suffer for this choice, but he was helpless to resist the real anxiety in Trowa’s eyes. Lifting one hand to cover Trowa’s, he turned his head slightly, placing a kiss on the other man’s palm. “Nothing’s wrong; I decided you were right. What do you want to do?”

Trowa studied his face for a long moment before pulling their mouths together. Duo expected it to be a needy and greedy kiss and was stunned when Trowa’s lips moved gently, tongue sliding over Duo’s slowly and taking his breath away. The kiss was broken carefully, Trowa’s hand on the back of his neck as open-mouthed kisses were rained on his shoulders. “Thank you, Duo. I swear you won’t regret this.” Already knowing he would hate himself once the assignment was over, Duo sighed at the treatment, wisely saying nothing. “Will you take a walk with me?”

“I’ll walk with you, Trowa. We need to keep our eyes open, though. This isn’t a real vacation,” he reminded, needing to remember why they were there.

“I know, but maybe one day …” Trowa stopped talking when Duo flinched and shook his head before continuing. “One day, I would like to take you on a real vacation, when work isn’t involved.”

“I guess we could take Quatre with us, but that could be more than a little awkward. I guess he could always sleep between us.”

“Don’t say that,” Trowa told him forcefully, making Duo jerk in surprise. “There will come a day when you can’t hide behind him, Duo.”

Wishing he didn’t want what the other man offered so casually, Duo frowned, “We both know you’ll never leave him, so don’t bring it up. You are his. I can only be yours for now; I can be happy with that.”

The tall man opened his mouth as if to argue, shutting it abruptly and looking out over the water. After a long moment he turned his eyes back to Duo, “We’ll talk about it later. For now, I’d like to simply enjoy being with you.”

Agreeing, Duo held his hand out, smiling when it was taken without hesitation. Their walk began as any trek along the beach, changing quickly when Duo saw two men rolling in the surf, completely naked. “I bet they’re gonna have a hell of a time getting the sand out later,” he commented as they skirted around the men, prompting a chuckle from his partner. “That’s got to hurt.”

Looking back over his shoulder at the couple, Trowa said quietly, “They seem to be enjoying each other and the attention they’re getting.”

“Have you ever done something like that?”

Green eyes focused on him, “Sex on the beach or sex in front of other people?”

“Either, I guess.”

“In that case, no to both. I’ve never been with anyone that adventurous, or comfortable with themselves. If you aren’t comfortable with yourself, you won’t be comfortable with others watching you.” Trowa winced and shook his head, “I don’t know if you’ve figured it out yet, but Quatre only likes things…slow.”

Snorting, Duo nodded, “I figured that out when you said you were afraid of hurting me.” Not wanting to discuss the blonde, he asked quickly, “What’s the wildest thing you’ve ever done during sex, or the strangest place you’ve had sex?”

“The strangest place for me was in the shower,” Trowa admitted with a red face. “The strangest thing was probably having sex in the shower.”

“You’ve had a very boring sex life, Trowa,” the long-haired man snickered, comfortable with the topic. After giving it some thought, he answered the inevitable questions, “The strangest place was in a mobile-suit cockpit, not Deathscythe. I guess the strangest thing was getting a blowjob in null grav; does that count? It’s not really sex, but it was foreplay.”

“I guess that counts,” Trowa replied with a raspy voice.

Feeling wicked, Duo turned them back to their belongings, unsurprised to see more people becoming involved with each other. “Would you consider it?”

“Getting a blow-job in zero gravity?”

“Sex in public,” Duo clarified with a smile.

“Are you suggesting we have sex in public?” Trowa was watching him with stunned eyes, narrowly missing a pair of women sharing one lounge chair.

“I wasn’t suggesting anything. I just wanted to know if you thought you could do it.”

“I guess it would depend on how many people were watching,” the tall man said after a moment.

Walking in silence, they eventually returned to their blanket. Duo looked around, “Clothing is optional at this beach, isn’t it?” he asked, already knowing it was.

“Yes,” the tall man’s reply came out in a rush of breath as Duo calmly loosened the tie on his swim trunks. “What are you doing?”

“I like swimming and wanted to see how the water would feel against my skin,” the braided man replied casually as he let the shorts fall to the ground, leaving him bared to the salty sea air. “Is that okay with you?”

Trowa’s response was a whimper; Duo shrugged as he stepped away from his shorts, leaving them on the blanket and walking toward the water. Glancing back over his shoulder he smiled slowly as he saw the tall man staring at him. Tossing his braid over his shoulder, he winked, “Hey, Trowa, you wanna come in the water and play with me?”

He didn’t wait for an answer, walking into the water and diving in when it reached his waist, cutting through the waves for a moment before standing. Turning toward the beach he didn’t see Trowa and wasn’t surprised when hands gripped him as another person rose out of the water in front of him, sliding against his body. Seconds later, his mouth was taken forcefully, fingers slipping behind him to push into his body.

Breaking the kiss, he wound his legs around Trowa, staring into eyes dark with lust. “Inside me, Trowa. Take me here,” he pled, the digits inside him not enough to satisfy the desire he had been fighting for months.

“I won’t hurt you.”

“You don’t get it, do you?” he demanded abruptly. “I want you to hurt me. I need you to take me over, to control me. It’s what I like, love.”

“You’re going to kill me,” Trowa hissed, erection quickly finding its target.

Duo breathed a sigh of relief that the endearment had gone unnoticed, moaning as he was impaled. Seconds later he groaned, “Not enough, Trowa. I need more.”

The water was suddenly gone, making him glance around in surprise. Seeing they were back on the beach, he allowed himself to simply feel. Each step was like a tease for Duo and he bit down on Trowa’s collarbone in an attempt not to scream in frustration. His frustration disappeared when he was placed on the blanket, legs spread wide as Trowa began to move in earnest.

It was everything he had ever wanted from a lover, forceful and demanding yet strangely gentle. It was clear Trowa was afraid of hurting him and holding back, teeth grinding his bottom lip. “I said hurt me, Trowa. I want more…harder,” he urged, pulling his own hair as his pleas were finally met.

“Tell me what to do, Duo,” gasped Trowa, eyes boring into the man under him. “I need to know what you want.”

Realizing Trowa had never had rough sex before, Duo hissed, “Do whatever you want to me, but do it now.”

He heard a low growl before Trowa moved, spreading him farther open and leaning over Duo’s body to bite down on his shoulder, hands shifting to grip Duo’s hips with bruising force. The triple sensation of Trowa moving inside him, the teeth on him, and the hands holding him down drove Duo a little crazy, his hands reaching up to scratch the other man’s skin.

Able only to react, he held on as Trowa pounded into him, back arching when teeth traveled across his chest. He had no control over the cries he made; he was sure people down the beach could hear him and did not care as his orgasm was dragged from him. Trowa’s growl came at the same instant he felt his insides being coated, body bowing at the feeling.

Trowa collapsed on top of him and took several deep breaths, his hands still clenching Duo’s hips. “Duo, I…”

“Yeah,” Duo wanted to know what the other man was going to say, but was also terrified to know what the other man was going to say. “Let’s go for a swim, Trowa.”

Leaning up, green eyes studied him for several long seconds before Trowa nodded, sitting up and taking Duo with him. “One day, Duo, you won’t be able to hide from me.”

As he was carried back into the water, Duo feared Trowa was right.