Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Dangerous Affairs ❯ Dangerous Affairs 9/? ( Chapter 9 )
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gundam boys or any other character from the series.
Warnings: Lemon, lime, angst, rape, abuse, foul language, AU, OOC
Pairings: 1x2x1, 3x4, 3xR
Rating: NC 17
Author: Ryouga
Summary: Treize Kushrenada runs an elite detective agency and Ace detectives Heero Yuy and Duo Maxwell are assigned the task of bringing a serial killer to justice. Quatre Winner is a young trainee under the ever-watchful eye of Wu Fei Chang. When good meets bad and love enters the equation, it becomes a dangerous affair.
Author's note: This arc will officially be known as the `Retribution and Atonement'arc
"Dangerous Affairs"
Chapter 9
Trowa's last appointment had left and he only the paper work to finalize now before the end of the day. He sighed, closing his eyes and suddenly sea green eyes appeared before him and he found himself thinking once again of the gorgeous creature from the post office. He pressed the buzzer on his com link. "Miss Catalonia, could I see you for a moment please?"
"Right away, Mr. Barton."
A few seconds later there was a knock on the door and Dorothy walked in, shutting it behind her.
"Anything wrong, Mr. Barton?"
He looked down at his groin and nodded. "It needs attention; fix it."
She smiled wickedly. "May I make a suggestion, sir?' she asked, walking up to him and tracing a finger softly down his chest
Barton raised an eyebrow. "Very well but hurry up!"
Dorothy placed herself over his lap and ran her fingers through his hair. "I think I can persuade Miss Po to help out. Remember; I told you that she's never had a man before, so just Imagine how good it would feel to have her tight pussy cover your thick, hot shaft. "
Barton opened his mouth to say something, but Dorothy stopped him before he had the chance.
"Trust me, Trowa. She's still tight. I only used the baton to break her in."
Trowa sighed deeply; the idea intrigued him. He flicked the switch on the com link again. "Miss Po, I'd like you to close the office and then come and see me please."
"Yes, sir."
Trowa pulled Dorothy close to him and began stroking her breasts through her top with his thumb. "This had better be worth it, Dorothy," he warned as he kissed her fiercely, rubbing his hands firmly over her breasts and reaching under her top. Undoing her bra, he gained a freer hold on her firm globes of flesh and just seconds later there was a knock on the door. Dorothy quickly stood and straightened herself up a little.
"Come in, Miss Po."
Tentatively Sally entered the room. "You wanted to see me sir?"
He nodded towards Dorothy who stepped forward and locked the door. "Actually, Sal, I asked him to send for you." She moved forward and stood in front of the woman. "I've got a little surprise for you."
Sally eyed the both of them up a little nervously. "Dorothy, what are you up to now?"
"You enjoyed our little rendezvous earlier, didn't you?"
Sally glanced from Dorothy to her boss and swallowed. "Dorothy, I don't think that...."
"Baby, he knows everything, we share everything. You said before, after we'd finished back then in the lunch room that you'd love to experience sex with a man, well I've arranged it for you Sal."
Sally's silence told the woman that she was a little shocked. "It'll be alright, Sal," Dorothy crooned seductively. "I'll stay here with you, help you get over the nervousness you're feeling right now. You'll enjoy it, trust me."
Before Sally had a chance to protest, the younger woman was kissing her, fondling her, touching her. Sally moaned as Dorothy began to rekindle the fire she had lit earlier.
Barton crossed over to a section of patterned wall and pulled the lever that protruded from it. The wooden wall started to descend, revealing a hidden bed. He stood back and watched as Dorothy turned the older woman into a whimpering mess, begging for more and she had barely begun to touch base. In addition, there was so much more to teach Sally.
His excitement grew as he watched the blonde lift Sally's shirt up over her head and then, while feathering soft light kisses over her chest and abdomen, Dorothy removed the woman's bra from her and began to suckle on the protruding dark nubs. Barton's cock began to ache as Sally let out a soft, drawn out moan. Her skirt went next and then her panties. Dorothy began to undress, Sally helping her, oblivious now to anything but pure lust and passion. It was all too new and exciting and she wanted to experience as much as she could. She had just never expected it to be like this, here in the office, with her boss and her co-worker.
Barton moved over to them. He had to admit this was intriguing, almost exciting even. Being bi had its advantages; that way you could have the best of both worlds and he was certainly not about to let this opportunity go by.
"Dorothy, the bed. Now!" He insisted as he reached out, softly feathering his hand down Sally's side. She gasped as his touch sent a tingling sensation coursing through her naked body. Trowa stood back and admired the sight before him. She was definitely fuckworthy, to say the least. He nodded towards the bed, "Now!"
Dorothy, still claiming the woman's lips as her own, led Sally over to it and gently pulled her down onto the soft mattress with her. Trowa pulled Dorothy back up and Sally groaned her disapproval. "Take them off. " He motioned for her to remove his clothes. Dorothy removed his shirt first, followed by Trowa's shoes and socks. Then grinning at Sally, she slowly lowered the zipper and unbuttoned his pants. They dropped to his feet and Sally could see the outline of his manhood through his underwear. She gasped inwardly as she saw the huge bulge. Dorothy slowly pulled down the underwear, teasingly. Sally swallowed as dark tuft of hair was revealed and she thought she would die of anticipation, until Dorothy stopped her torment and whipped them down to his feet. Sally's eyes almost popped out of her head as a very well endowed Trowa Barton stood before them, his cock jutting out proudly.
Dorothy looked up eagerly into Trowa's eyes and he pulled her head forward. "Suck it!"
Dorothy didn't have to be told twice and Sally's eyes widened as Dorothy enveloped the huge monstrosity with her mouth. Trowa's eyes closed and his face contorted with pleasure as Dorothy licked up and down the shaft and across the head. Sally lost all inhibition from that point in as she crawled forward to get a closer look. She watched as Dorothy's mouth moved skillfully back and forth over Trowa's cock. Curiously Sally reached forward, fascinated by the swinging sac that slapped softly against Dorothy's chin as she sucked. Gently touching it she was greeted by a loud groan from Barton's lips and he bucked forward into the touch.
She repeated the action, this time rolling his balls in her hand and he moaned deeply. He abruptly pulled his cock from Dorothy's mouth and leant down, kissing first her, then turning to Sally he motioned for her to look up and he took her lips in a passionate kiss, his tongue venturing forth and parting her lips and invading. Then he pushed her back onto the bed and knelt down by her. He nodded to Dorothy. "Fuck her with your tongue."
Dorothy complied, her fingers parting the entrance so that she could freely do what was required of her. Sally arched up as she felt the soft heat of Dorothy's mouth over her and her tongue thrust deep into her. Barton watched, his fascination growing and his need following suit. He leant down beside Dorothy and maneuvered around so that his mouth was under her pussy and began to gift upon her what she was gifting to Sally. Dorothy moaned, Sally moaned and Barton's cock began to twitch. Finally he could stand it no more, his aching need just thinking about those tranquil sea green eyes, became too much and he pushed Dorothy away from Sally's heated cavern.
Raising the older woman's legs, he gently positioned his cock at her entrance.
"Wait!!" Dorothy stopped him and quickly ran to the drawer pulling out a condom.
"Fuck," he growled, as she made her way back and moved his legs apart, placing it over him.
"It's safer this way and you know it!"
"Begrudgingly he agreed and Dorothy moved over towards Sally, kissing her and fondling her breasts, suckling them some more.
Trowa maneuvered her legs so that they were slightly raised and positioned himself at the entrance; she was very hot and very wet making his entrance easier.
Sally cried out as the thick throbbing length invaded her hot tight cavern and she automatically grabbed for the sheets. He grinned as he thrust hard up inside her again and she arched up off the bed.
"Oh god, … so good!"
Dorothy had been right. She was so tight that his cock was already close to exploding, and the fact that another man had never touched her, turned him on even more. Sally's inner chamber clamped down continuously on the intruder, making things even hotter for Barton's cock. He pulled her up closer towards him, hoisting her legs around his neck, giving him deeper penetration. "Dorothy!" he ordered her and she knew what he wanted her to do.
She ran back over to his desk and unlocked the bottom drawer, grabbing something out. Soon she was back and had positioned herself behind him. He groaned as he felt a lubed finger enter his back passage and then two, stretching and preparing him for the next stage.
Dorothy's fingers worked their way about and as he rammed into Sally again so Dorothy's fingers thrust up hard, finding his tender prostate and Trowa bucked forward more, crying out. "Now, Dorothy. Hurry up!!!"
Sally's moans and whimpers of pleasure were now driving him insane and if he could get this kind of a fuck more often than not, then he was more than happy to oblige.
Dorothy knelt behind him and suddenly thrust forward, Trowa screamed as he felt the strap on embed deep inside of him. He stopped thrusting and Dorothy stopped moving, waiting for him to adjust.
Moments later, Sally cried out as he began to thrust again. She moaned and whimpered as he fucked her hard every time the other woman thrust the strap on deep into his passage.
Sally's breathing became ragged and deep, Trowa's joined her and he knew he was about to reach his end and with a few more deep, hard thrusts Sally cried out her orgasm, her hips bucking up to meet his. As Dorothy thrust deep into Trowa's cavern of wonders, she found his sweet spot again and he screamed loudly, his seed burst forth spilling into the safety of the condom. He quickly pulled out, removed the condom, and using the sheet, cleaned himself up.
Dorothy had removed the strap on and had returned to the bed. Her legs spread wide as Barton nestled his head between them and parted her silky folds, gently sliding an index finger in and out of her moistness.
Sally, now recovered from her orgasm, moved forward watching intently as Barton's tongue ventured out delving into the heated domain, causing the blonde woman to writhe under his administrations and moan loudly. Sally moved in closer her mouth hovering over the small, tiny protruding mound. She waited until he gave her a slight nod of his head and her mouth closed over the nub. Dorothy screamed. The pleasure was intense, with Barton's tongue deep inside of her and Sally sucking on her clit, it was pure ecstasy.
Dorothy's moans grew louder as Trowa thrust his tongue into her repeatedly and Sally's mouth continued its claim over her clit. It wasn't too long before his cock was hard again and he sat upright, positioning it between her legs. Sally looked up and watched as he pushed himself into her. Dorothy's hands grasped Sally's head and pushed it back down. "God, Sal, don't stop, please!"
Immediately the older woman continued on from where she had left off, her mouth returning to pleasure the erect stub of flesh. Barton's hips thrust fast and hard, his cock embedding deep into her cavernous place of sanctuary. He hit her sweet spot, time and time again and she arched off the bed as he thrust into her, her body began to tighten and convulse with impending orgasm and her whimpers were warranted as Sally kept up her clitoral vigilance. As Dorothy reached her climax, her body quivered and convulsed and her muscles clamped down, rippling over the hard throbbing length of Barton's flesh. His balls tightened and he bucked forward, crying out as his hot come once more emptied itself from his deflating member.
Sally watched, fascinated by the contorting of their faces as the passion and heated frenzy of orgasm coursed through their bodies. This was something she'd not forget in a hurry!
~*~
Wu Fei sighed solemnly as he finished his paper work and glanced up at the clock on the wall. There was only an hour or so to go and he was looking forward to getting out of the place. Not that he didn't like his job. On the contrary, he loved it, but he looked forward to going home and relaxing. The great thing about tonight was that he'd only have to pop into the store on his way home and pick up desert for after dinner at Treize's. Funnily enough he was looking forward to it. Usually he was the home bunny type; liked to stay close to the comforts of home and not have to go to far. Unless of course his job required it of him, and even then he'd go, a little begrudgingly.
He idly ran his hands along the side of his desk, pondering his next task for the day. Sometimes being a detective could be so… unchallenging.
Setting the massive mound of papers aside, he reached into his top drawer and pulled out a file. His next case was rather simple. A woman had suspicions that her husband was being unfaithful and he'd been so graciously bestowed the case. It was then he realized just how much of an idiot he was agreeing to Quatre helping the other two. He could have given all the boring paperwork to `blondie' as Maxwell affectionately called the young man. Glaring at the paperwork for the case and blowing out a long sigh, Wu Fei ran his fingers through his hair, "Shit. And I thought Maxwell was the dumbass."
~*~
Quatre picked up yet another file and began to read it. He stopped, puzzled by some information in it and picked up the previous file, flicked through it again and then stopped suddenly, placing the two files down next to each other. He looked carefully at it, at both of the files over and over again. He bit his lip and frowned. This didn't make sense. Finally in awed puzzlement he turned to Duo for help.
"Hey, braid boy, come here for a sec would you?"
Duo placed the folder he was perusing down and walked over to his comrade. "What's up, blondie?"
Quatre breathed in a deep sigh. "Do me a favor and see if I'm not imagining things, Duo," he pointed to the files and Duo began to go through the first one and then the second. He too did this several times before he stood back scratching his head. "Holy shit, this is beginning to freak me out, Quat."
"We need to show Heero this right away."
"Show me what?" Heero asked as he appeared behind the two younger detectives. "And Quat, Treize wants to see you in his office now!"
"What, right now?"
"Yes," Heero repeated, "Right now."
"Damn and things were just getting interesting!"
"Don't worry, Quatre. We'll fill you in as soon as you get back," Heero reassured him.
"I thought you didn't want a threesome, koi," Duo snickered.
"Pervert," Quatre grinned as he headed out the vault and towards the elevator. "And don't do anything I wouldn't do. "
"Only if I can't persuade him!" Duo yelled back with a wide grin falling over his face
"Holy shit," Heero mumbled, rolling his eyes. "Duo, mind above the gutter and back on the street. What did you need to show me?"
Duo moved the files around so that Heero could get to them without having to read them upside down. The senior detective went over the files a few times as the others had and then took a deep breath. "I was right after all. Yates is hiding something!"
~*~
Quatre made his way to Treize's office and knocked on the frame of the door. Treize looked up from his paper work and nodded. "Ah, Detective Winner. Please. Come in and sit down."
Quatre complied and sat nervously in his seat. "You wanted to see me sir?"
Treize sat forward and smiled. "I was talking to Heero about this afternoon and I wanted to know if you could shed some light as to why this Mrs. Yates is so nervous around you."
Quatre shook his head. "Honestly, sir. I don't know the woman from a bar of soap. I didn't know anything really until Detective Yuy explained what he saw whilst we were there." He sighed deeply. "I'd like to know that myself. I mean, I don't usually have that effect on people, well, that I've noticed anyway."
Treize nodded. " I believe you, Quatre. I just need to know these things for your own safety. I don't want my staff in any situation where their lives may be in danger."
"I guess I wasn't paying enough attention to detail, was I sir?"
Treize gave the young blonde a reassuring smile. "Quatre, you're very new at this, don't push your self beyond your maximum capabilities. I know you want to help the others solve this case. But… " He gave Quatre a serious look, "…the moment I begin to suspect that you are in danger of any sort expect to be pulled off it. Is that clear?"
Quatre sighed, a little frustrated at hearing his superior's presumptuous decision. "Yes, sir. I understand."
"Good, then you may go."
Quatre stood and nodded in respect towards his superior. "Thank you, sir."
Treize watched as the young trainee detective headed off. He felt bad for the young man, but safety for his staff was his first priority; welcomed or not.
~*~
Heero sat focussed on the files before him. Things were certainly starting to get interesting. The dark haired detective turned to face his partner. "I need to go see Treize about this and it looks like we'll have to go and see our good friend Mrs. Yates again before the week is out, Duo."
"Why though? Why would she hide something like this?"
Heero shrugged. "I don't know, but I checked a few other records out and something's definitely not adding up right. I just can't put my damn finger on what the hell it is yet!"
The senior detective picked up the two files in front of him and headed for the elevator.
"Hey, Heero. Any objections with me having some fun with blondie when he gets back?"
Heero laughed. "Shit, Duo you're a sex maniac, you know that?" he stated.
Duo grinned cheekily and Heero shook his head. "Good luck in persuading him to be your sexual deviant," Heero chuckled as he disappeared into the elevator.
~*~
Quatre sighed as he walked back towards the elevator. Seeing as it was already in use the blonde headed off down the stairs and into the archives. Duo sat reading still and Heero had gone.
Duo turned on hearing Quatre walk up to him and grinned. "So how goes it blondie?"
Quatre sighed almost mournfully. "Treize is worried that I might be in some kind of danger and he's so kindly informed me that if he even so much as thinks I'm in trouble he'll remove me from the case."
Duo raised an eyebrow. "Shit, buddy, that's a bit of bad luck hey?"
Quatre shrugged. "I guess he's just being careful though; and I don't blame him."
Duo sidled up to the young blonde and placed an arm around his shoulders. "Never mind, Quatre, just relax and let me loosen you up a little," he began as he started to massage the young detective's shoulders.
Quatre sighed and slumped over the desk that the files had rested on before Heero had absconded with them. "Mmmm… feels nice, Duo," he sighed as Duo gently, yet firmly massaged him, slowly running his hands down over the young trainee's back, rubbing and kneading his fists gently into the small of it.
The junior detective pushed himself forward a little so that his hips ground up against the blonde's pert little ass and Quatre felt the bulge that pressed against his behind, causing his own groin to be pressed up against the edge of desk and a slight groan slipped out from between his lips.
"Something the matter, Quat?" Duo asked with a slight grin on his face as he moved his hands upwards to massage the blonde's shoulders some more.
"No, no, I'm fine," Winner croaked out, trying not to let his growing excitement get the better of him. "But I think you should stop now, Duo, or we'll never get anything done if you keep this up, I'll probably either fall asleep or not want you to stop at all!"
The junior detective laughed a little. "Enjoying it are we then?"
"A little too much I think, Duo," he replied rather too honestly for his own good.
Duo smirked, a wicked grin sneaking over his face as he moved closer into the contour of the blonde's body; his chest against Quatre's back. "You do realize that I have you in the most precarious position here, don't you, Quatre?"
Quatre swallowed and then gave a small cry of surprise as Duo's hand crept around in-between his legs and caressed the slight bulge that had begun to form under the blonde's jeans. "Shit, Duo, please, don't."
Duo smirked some more. "It's been so long since I tasted the nectar of your youth, since my cock was imbedded deep into the tight heat of your cavern."
Quatre moaned, as Duo gently squeezed the front of his jeans and the bulge grew to a firmer state. He remembered the last time they'd had casual sex together. It was just before Duo and Heero had become an item and Quatre had not wanted to interfere with the relationship that the two of them had, even though it was an open one. Duo had offered him a threesome many times before with himself and Heero, and still he had declined. He had missed the sex with the young man though.
Duo was good; no, he was more than good. He was fantastic.
"What about Heero, Duo?"
Duo turned the young man around to face him and their hips ground tightly against each other as Duo pressed his hips tightly up to the other young man's. "Heero said it was ok, Quatre."
`Shit, way to go, Heero,' the blonde thought as his cock throbbed beneath the tightness of the fabric of his pants. `Make things even more difficult for me to say no to him. Damn you!!'
Duo feathered soft kisses down over his throat and the blonde could do nothing but whimper. Duo had him exactly where he wanted him.
"Don't do this too me, Duo," Quatre pleaded. "I,…" god it wasn't so hard to stop the other day after he'd conned the lot of them, but today, for some reason, Quatre could barely think straight. The scent of the other man used to drive him wild like this when they got together for regular sessions of casual sex, and now the memories of those moments of wild, furious passion, long neglected, came back to him and he fought to keep his wits about him.
Duo's mouth moved towards the blonde's.
"I… " He swallowed nervously just as Duo's lips planted themselves firmly against his own and then pulled slightly away, enough to allow the blonde to finish his sentence. "…don't like moral dilemma's."
Duo didn't give the blonde a chance to get another word in as his lips silenced the wavering sounds completely, his tongue strategically maneuvering its way past Quatre's and taking control of the situation.
Quatre melted
And Zechs walked in.
TBC....