Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Every Breath You Take ❯ Trowa x Catherine Lost Lemon ( Chapter 15 )
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By: Lady K 
LEMON!!! Trowa shows Catherine that he can take control.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.31.2001 | Updated On: 09.01.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 684 | Status: Completed
LEMON!!! Trowa shows Catherine that he can take control.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 08.31.2001 | Updated On: 09.01.2001 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.2K | Visits: 684 | Status: Completed
EBYT - Lost Lemon Chapter
Trowa x Catherine
By Lady K
Warnings:
The fic is a Lost LEMON chapter!! Need I say more… is a lemon, kiddies stay away. Sex and language.
Trowa x Catherine are NOT brother and sister in this fic, if that bothers you… too bad… don't read it. Open-minded? Great! Enjoy the ficcie then.
The first part of this fic will make more sense if you've read the Every Breath You Take Series, for the rest it stands alone.
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Trowa felt his presence immediately and opened his eyes to greet his visitor. He stood up, but that wasn't a good idea, the visitor just closed on him and punched him in the stomach, hard. Trowa grunted and the fight was on. When Catherine and Relena arrived they were wrestling on the floor. Trowa was at a disadvantaged, after all he hadn't had the time to recuperate from the last toss up.
Catherine rushed to the scene, grabbed a stool and hit the attacker on the back, he quickly slumped.
"Trowa! Are you okay?" Catherine then ran to Trowa and tried to help him back to the bed.
Relena remained in shock until she recognized the attacker, "Heeeroooo! Catherine, how could you?" She sank to the floor and cradled Heero's head to her chest. Heero opened his eyes and glared at Catherine.
"How could I? How could I? You… you…," she pointed at Heero, "Trowa gets hurt protecting YOUR girlfriend and then you dare to come here and attack him? Arg! Take her and get OUT of here!!"
Heero considered getting up and continuing the fight, but he felt too comfortable nuzzling Relena's chest, besides strategically his mission had been accomplished, Relena had rushed to his side not Trowa's, who was in worst shape. Yup! This was a mission complete.
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After Relena had taken a leaning Heero out of Trowa's tent, Catherine rounded on Trowa, "YOU, you were fighting for her, weren't you? Are you nuts? She is not one of us! Where you planning on leaving with her? And now look at you! You won't be able to work for a week…"
Trowa stood up grabbed Catherine and kissed her hard.
Catherine sputtered, "What? What are you…?"
"Shut up Catherine," he kissed her hard again and pushed her towards the bed. He kept kissing her while he sat astride of her. He slowly lifter her hands and tied them with one of the silk scarves that he had for magic tricks. He then tied the scarf to the top of the bed. Catherine's emotions were in such turmoil that she didn't realize what he was doing, until he stopped kissing her and quickly moved to grab one of her ankles, which he tied too, following with the next one.
"Catherine… you have been a naughty girl… I think you need to be punished…," whispered Trowa in her ear. Catherine's eyes widened in a mixture of fear and passion.
"Dammit Trowa!! Let go of me right now!!" Catherine pulled at the ties furiously.
"I don't think so… you need to learn to control that temper."
"Trowa_Barton, if you don't release me right now… I'll make you regret it!"
Trowa lowered himself on top of her and tried to kiss her, but Catherine avoided his lips. He placed small kisses on her neck in retaliation. And whispered in her ear, "I will let you go on one condition."
"What?"
"I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me you don't love me."
Catherine opened her mouth to deny it… but closed it again… I can't… she looked at Trowa's eyes, I can't lie now… I'll lose him if I do.
"I love you Catherine Bloom, I have loved you for a long time. Does that make it easier?" Trowa looked at her intently, and watched as her eyes filled with tears. He kissed her tears, "Don't cry, I don't want to see you cry."
"Oh Trowa… I love you too… I've just been so afraid… that you would leave." She looked at the ties, "untie me I need to touch you."
Trowa resisted the temptation, "I'm afraid that's not such a good idea right now…"
"What do you mean?"
"I want you too much, I don't think I can resist for very long if you touch me. Next time I promise, you'll get your turn." Trowa kept raining kisses on her, from her mouth, eyes, ears, neck, down to her breasts and belly.
Catherine moaned, "damn, I need to touch you…"
Trowa tore away her clothes wanting to kiss her skin. Impatiently, ge then ripped his clothes off. When he laid on top of her again, they both moaned the pleasure of feeling their naked skin against each other.
"Catherine..." he whispered between kisses, "I wanted to go slow… damn…" He lowered his mouth down to her breasts and teased them until she was frantic. Then he went even lower, softly brushing the hair covering the core of her femininity.
Catherine grabbed the silk and pulled, tensing in anticipation. "Trowa… please…"
Trowa licked and sucked, while his fingers proved the slick opening. Catherine was beyond reason now, bucking, moaning, and pulling with all her might at the silk. "Damn you Trowa! I want you inside NOW!"
But Trowa resisted, until the pleasure he gave her was so intense she screamed in ecstasy. He then entered swiftly, still feeling the tremors of her orgasm. He plunged deeply and retreated to plunge again hard. The rhythm took over and when he gave the hoarse shout of his pleasure, she joined him.
Trowa cut the ties and pulled her on top, softly kissing her and whispering his love. Catherine was too content to speak, so she just placidly cuddled.
After a few minutes, Catherine circled his nipples with her index finger and whispered, "That was wonderful… but I promise you that I will make you pay for tying me."
Trowa laughed in a condescending way, he wouldn't mind getting tied by Catherine. But Catherine had another type of revenge in mind. It wouldn't do to let a man feel that he was too much in control. Trowa soon forgot Catherine's bow of revenge.
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Next time they performed the knife throwing act…
The crowd was ecstatic with Catherine's unerring precision and with Trowa's cold and unflinching stand. Everyone gasped when the last knife was thrown and landed between Trowa's legs, barely inches from his crotch. The men instinctively clutched themselves in attempt to protect themselves, while the women roared their amusement…. And Trowa? Well, let's just say he wasn't cold and unflinching. ^_^
The End.
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Sorry guys!! ^_^ I can be a mean bitch sometimes!! He, he… must be the Irish blood running through my veins.
Hope you enjoyed it!! Feedback GREATLY appreciated!!
Trowa x Catherine
By Lady K
Warnings:
The fic is a Lost LEMON chapter!! Need I say more… is a lemon, kiddies stay away. Sex and language.
Trowa x Catherine are NOT brother and sister in this fic, if that bothers you… too bad… don't read it. Open-minded? Great! Enjoy the ficcie then.
The first part of this fic will make more sense if you've read the Every Breath You Take Series, for the rest it stands alone.
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Trowa felt his presence immediately and opened his eyes to greet his visitor. He stood up, but that wasn't a good idea, the visitor just closed on him and punched him in the stomach, hard. Trowa grunted and the fight was on. When Catherine and Relena arrived they were wrestling on the floor. Trowa was at a disadvantaged, after all he hadn't had the time to recuperate from the last toss up.
Catherine rushed to the scene, grabbed a stool and hit the attacker on the back, he quickly slumped.
"Trowa! Are you okay?" Catherine then ran to Trowa and tried to help him back to the bed.
Relena remained in shock until she recognized the attacker, "Heeeroooo! Catherine, how could you?" She sank to the floor and cradled Heero's head to her chest. Heero opened his eyes and glared at Catherine.
"How could I? How could I? You… you…," she pointed at Heero, "Trowa gets hurt protecting YOUR girlfriend and then you dare to come here and attack him? Arg! Take her and get OUT of here!!"
Heero considered getting up and continuing the fight, but he felt too comfortable nuzzling Relena's chest, besides strategically his mission had been accomplished, Relena had rushed to his side not Trowa's, who was in worst shape. Yup! This was a mission complete.
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After Relena had taken a leaning Heero out of Trowa's tent, Catherine rounded on Trowa, "YOU, you were fighting for her, weren't you? Are you nuts? She is not one of us! Where you planning on leaving with her? And now look at you! You won't be able to work for a week…"
Trowa stood up grabbed Catherine and kissed her hard.
Catherine sputtered, "What? What are you…?"
"Shut up Catherine," he kissed her hard again and pushed her towards the bed. He kept kissing her while he sat astride of her. He slowly lifter her hands and tied them with one of the silk scarves that he had for magic tricks. He then tied the scarf to the top of the bed. Catherine's emotions were in such turmoil that she didn't realize what he was doing, until he stopped kissing her and quickly moved to grab one of her ankles, which he tied too, following with the next one.
"Catherine… you have been a naughty girl… I think you need to be punished…," whispered Trowa in her ear. Catherine's eyes widened in a mixture of fear and passion.
"Dammit Trowa!! Let go of me right now!!" Catherine pulled at the ties furiously.
"I don't think so… you need to learn to control that temper."
"Trowa_Barton, if you don't release me right now… I'll make you regret it!"
Trowa lowered himself on top of her and tried to kiss her, but Catherine avoided his lips. He placed small kisses on her neck in retaliation. And whispered in her ear, "I will let you go on one condition."
"What?"
"I want you to look me in the eyes and tell me you don't love me."
Catherine opened her mouth to deny it… but closed it again… I can't… she looked at Trowa's eyes, I can't lie now… I'll lose him if I do.
"I love you Catherine Bloom, I have loved you for a long time. Does that make it easier?" Trowa looked at her intently, and watched as her eyes filled with tears. He kissed her tears, "Don't cry, I don't want to see you cry."
"Oh Trowa… I love you too… I've just been so afraid… that you would leave." She looked at the ties, "untie me I need to touch you."
Trowa resisted the temptation, "I'm afraid that's not such a good idea right now…"
"What do you mean?"
"I want you too much, I don't think I can resist for very long if you touch me. Next time I promise, you'll get your turn." Trowa kept raining kisses on her, from her mouth, eyes, ears, neck, down to her breasts and belly.
Catherine moaned, "damn, I need to touch you…"
Trowa tore away her clothes wanting to kiss her skin. Impatiently, ge then ripped his clothes off. When he laid on top of her again, they both moaned the pleasure of feeling their naked skin against each other.
"Catherine..." he whispered between kisses, "I wanted to go slow… damn…" He lowered his mouth down to her breasts and teased them until she was frantic. Then he went even lower, softly brushing the hair covering the core of her femininity.
Catherine grabbed the silk and pulled, tensing in anticipation. "Trowa… please…"
Trowa licked and sucked, while his fingers proved the slick opening. Catherine was beyond reason now, bucking, moaning, and pulling with all her might at the silk. "Damn you Trowa! I want you inside NOW!"
But Trowa resisted, until the pleasure he gave her was so intense she screamed in ecstasy. He then entered swiftly, still feeling the tremors of her orgasm. He plunged deeply and retreated to plunge again hard. The rhythm took over and when he gave the hoarse shout of his pleasure, she joined him.
Trowa cut the ties and pulled her on top, softly kissing her and whispering his love. Catherine was too content to speak, so she just placidly cuddled.
After a few minutes, Catherine circled his nipples with her index finger and whispered, "That was wonderful… but I promise you that I will make you pay for tying me."
Trowa laughed in a condescending way, he wouldn't mind getting tied by Catherine. But Catherine had another type of revenge in mind. It wouldn't do to let a man feel that he was too much in control. Trowa soon forgot Catherine's bow of revenge.
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Next time they performed the knife throwing act…
The crowd was ecstatic with Catherine's unerring precision and with Trowa's cold and unflinching stand. Everyone gasped when the last knife was thrown and landed between Trowa's legs, barely inches from his crotch. The men instinctively clutched themselves in attempt to protect themselves, while the women roared their amusement…. And Trowa? Well, let's just say he wasn't cold and unflinching. ^_^
The End.
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Sorry guys!! ^_^ I can be a mean bitch sometimes!! He, he… must be the Irish blood running through my veins.
Hope you enjoyed it!! Feedback GREATLY appreciated!!