Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ halloween mishaps ❯ well that was interesting ( Chapter 4 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: a friggin dragon 
Trowa's POV. the morning after the party.Trowa discovers Wufei's secret with a little of Quatre's help. Lord help Wufei.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.27.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.5K | Visits: 186 | Status: Work In Progress
Trowa's POV. the morning after the party.Trowa discovers Wufei's secret with a little of Quatre's help. Lord help Wufei.
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Comedy | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 06.27.2007 | Pages: 3 | Words: 6.5K | Visits: 186 | Status: Work In Progress
Authors note: wow, its been a while since my last update. Sorry bout that, I’ve been very busy. I’ve decided to make this a 1x2x5 pairing with 3x4 of course. Arrangements will change of course^^
A big thank you for the reviews, they help big time. Feel free to call me on mistakes. I’m sure I have a few in this, I couldn’t stop typing!
This fic is dedicated to LittleMouse, whos fics inspired me to write my own with the 1x2x5 pairing. She writes it so well I love all of her fics. Go give her some lovin!
So thank you LittleMouse ><
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Trowa’s Pov
‘Mmmmm Quat, right there…. Yes the cats outside. No not you, why would I put you outside? Besides, we don’t have a cat. Mmm, your nice and warm and soft and cosy and what was that love?’
Mumble mumble “Duo”
Huh?
Blearily, I open heavy eye lids, looking for whatever caused me to waken, a noise of some kind. I check the clock, its 6 am. There it is again, coming from Wufei’s side of the bed. Oh… it’s Wufei himself, mumbling in his sleep while the rest of him is still. Ugh… I turn over to go back asleep.
“Duo….” He mumbles. My eyes part again in curiosity. Why is he dreaming about Duo? “Give Heero back his marmalade! He can’t fuel Zero without it baka” Ok… now I’m eating my pillow to cover my laughter. He is frowning now, with what I imagine to be his scowl of conviction toward ‘dream Duo’. I look to Quatre who is sound asleep, helped by the alcohol, unmoving and unaware to what’s happening.
Oh he is adorable, like a sleepy little kitten. Maybe I should get him one, but then he’d be spending his precious attention on the damn cat then me. Mental note… don’t ever think that again. Ahem, back to the subject at hand. I am tempted to wake him but I can relay it back to him on the morrow. Wufei sleep talking that is!
I continue to listen in on… I mean, make sure Wufei doesn’t give vital information in his sleep… pft… yeah right. I’m just damn right curious. I blame Duo’s influence. He’s even got my innocent Quatre assisting him on some of his pranks. Who am I kidding, my Quatre may have the face of an angel but he can be and is a saucy little devil when he wants to be. I’m a lucky guy.
“But I don’t wanna kiss ‘im… well I do but you’d kill me. And he’d kill me for kissing you!” he whines. Now Wufei whining is something I have never heard, well I guess the sleep talking is a first too. But wait… kissing? Kissing who?
“who is it you want to kiss Wufei?” I ask in soothing gentle tones. Maybe Wufei has finally found an interest in some one. About time too, we all worry for our little dragon. Not that he cant take care of himself but he is so alone. I am interrupted from my musings by a mumbling Wufei.
“What was that ‘Fei?” I encourage softly. “m’not Fei,its Wufei… only Duo gets t’ call me tha’” okey… this is getting weird. Am I still asleep? Ow. A pinch to my upper left arm confirms I am indeed awake. Now I am most defiantly curious and itching for more information to explain Wufei’s night-time ramblings.
“Okey Wufei. Who is it you want to kiss?” I ask in the calmest tone I can muster, already guessing the answer.
A smile makes way on his face, making him seem younger and less stern. It’s cute really, if Quat was awake he’d gush all over him until he was awake… or take a photo. Maybe I’ll do that, nah, he’d make sure he never did it again somehow. Where was I, oh yes, Wufei was about to…
“ Duo n’ H’Ro” he replies in a dream like voice.
My eyes must have bugged out for a good 5 minutes of gawping until I had to blink lest my eyes crust over. Oh my God. Soooo… our Dragon did have a crush, on two people,on two of his fellow comrades. I couldn’t decide if it was a bad thing. No it’s not a bad thing. I’m just still in shock, that’s all. Ok, now to think on this: Wufei sleep talks, and even answers back. Wufei does not take things like kissing lightly so I suspect it is much more then a mere crush. Duo and Heero are together and both care for Wufei very much, but how much exactly. I know it is none of my business but something has blossomed in my chest, a need to protect my comrade, one of my best friends, to see him safe and happy. I have never been one to ‘fix’ someone up with someone else, I never felt it my place to do such things but this is Wufei, a good friend, one who I would do anything for, much like the others. I’m getting off track here and I no longer feel sleepy. Oh well, I’ll just ponder myself back to sleep I tell myself with a smile.
10 am
I’m feeling very light right now. Light, and hyper maybe? I feel like I could dance all night long with Quatre and then some. But I feel like I’m coming back down, like gravity has been reminded of its existence, and then I wake up. My eyes are still closed as I survey my surroundings. Ah, party last night, I’m in Heero and Duo’s home and I’m clinging to what I assume is Quatre’s soft relaxed arm. It’s a bit of a struggle to open my eyes and what I see causes me to grin. Wufei had climbed atop of Quatre, his head just falling over Quatre’s chest, his black silk hair resting on Quatre’s smooth white chest. A beautiful contrast. I don’t think Quatre will be happy, I should have borrowed some pyjamas for him and washed the egg off of him.
I rub my eyes and stop in surprise… damn…. My eyes brows are gone. I’m going to kill Chang for his ‘brilliant’ idea of playing truth or dare and then waking me up with his sleep talking. Oh well, hair grows right? Then it hits me like a runaway train.
Chang
Chang Wufei, who unknowingly admitted wanting to kiss a certain pair of pilots’. My ponderings last night had gone in circles. Guess I fell asleep…’mission accomplished’ I snicker to myself. Heero would be proud… or sue for copyright. I’ll ponder some more later. Right now I am so very happy for my friend to at least have these feelings for someone…’someones’ excuse me.
I walk downstairs to retrieve my cloths before I shower. Heero is downstairs finishing up the last bits and pieces to be cleaned up. He seems to be fine after the large amount of alcohol he had consumed. Never seen anyone drink so much and still be standing right now. He notices me and nods in greeting with a smirk on his lips. “Morning” I respond. He smiles seeing I am in familiar spirits as him as I smile. “Mind if I grab a quick shower?” it’s only polite to ask. “Sure, you can borrow some cloths for yourself, Quatre and Wufei” Heero informs me. “Appreciate it” I say with a smirk as he says Wufei’s name.
Maybe I should wake Quatre up and help him shower… he’s going to be a right grump. He’s a cute grump though, he sulks and won’t talk much but hand him a cup of tea and he’d take over the world for you if you asked! Or just me anyways. The pair on the bed hasn’t moved since I left. Sitting on the bed I shake Quatre gently. “Quatre? Come on love, Time for a shower” I get a groan and slow movements as my reply as he turns over snuggling into the warmth of Wufei’s shoulder. “Mmm Trowa” He sighs dreamily. I snicker at that. “Baby? I’m over here,” I inform him softly. “Wha? But your right here” He says as he pulls away from Wufei to pry open an eye. “Oh” is his simple statement as he resumes his position falling asleep again, a small smile gracing his lips. I roll my eyes and smile at the sight. I can’t wait to tell him. I’m not a gossip thou, we just share everything.
After managing to get both myself and Quatre showered, dressed and mostly awake, we’re sitting at the table while Duo who has refused our help in the kitchen, bounce around getting this and that for a giant breakfast fit for entire Maganoc force and us twice over. I’m pleased to see Quatre eye the table like this was the last meal he would ever eat. Heero sits down at last and Duo practically leaps into his chair and ‘plops’ a plate of eggs on the table. “Well! Dig in” no problems there. For a few minutes the sounds of plates and cutlery clatter as plates are passed around and food is shovelled into mouths.
I catch Wufei roll his eyes at Duo’s antics as he eats in a flurry. “It’s not going to disappear Maxwell” he smirks. Duo grins in return before replying “Old habits die hard Wu-bear.” “Huh?” I almost giggle at Wufei’s intelligent answer. Duo suddenly loses his grin a bit, an odd look in his eyes as he glances at his food then back to Wufei. “Not important Fei. Man Hee-chan, I should leave tha’ cookin to you.” Duo says quickly changing the subject.
Heero gives a look to Duo, which I can only assume means he’s going to talk to him later about it. Quatre looks like he wants to give Duo a crushing hug and never let him go. Wufei seems gather his wits and looks like someone’s just killed his puppy.
“Duo, I, I’m sorry. I never meant anything by it. I…” he stammers. I have to hide my smile, he rarely stammers, and its’ actually only around Duo and Heero. Now I know the signs to look out for! Perhaps I can help things along, perhaps make the other two realise Wufei’s availability. But right now, the mood is solemn. Duo for the most part hides his insecurities quite well from the world with his jesters mask. It doesn’t work around us, his closest friends however. Much like we can tell each others quirks.
“Nothin to worry bout ‘Fei. Don’t get your knickers in a bunch! Want some more coffee?” Duo offers, changing the subject. Wufei nods, but something in his eyes tell me he will talk this out with Duo. He hates to leave unclosed issues with his friends. I’m sure he has a book load of them floating about at HQ thou.
Duo has never gone into detail about his past. But living on L-2 can’t be good. He would have gone through so much. Not that we all hadn’t. I realise I’ve been spacing off when I feel Quatre shake my arm lightly and looking at me with concern, the others have stopped eating too. “Trowa? Are you alright?” Quatre asks. I laugh slightly, Duo visibly brightens and Heero, who was twitching for his gun, relaxes slightly. Wufei and Quatre still look concerned. “Sorry, just thinking about last night”
I now know why people refer to certain occasions as a ‘Kodac moment’ if only I had a camera right now. Everyone is now a nice varying shade of red.
“I’m never ever EVER drinking again” Wufei groans at his plate. Duo barks out a laugh of some sort and pats his back earning a blushed glare. “I have to get you drunk again Chang Wufei! Man that was priceless. Pity I didn’t have a camera thou.” Duo says mostly to himself. “Actually…” Heero starts to mumble. Everyone stares. “You didn’t!” Wufei growls lowly. Heero grins evilly and holds up his USB key before letting it dangle around his neck again.
Heero calmly walks out of the room into the study, only to return seconds later with his laptop. After booting it up and inserting the USB key, the pictures are brought forth. The pictures start off with silly grins and actual poses that no one seems to remember… yet anyway. But it still has us laughing and making jokes at whoever is posing in each picture. And then a picture of Wufei, in nothing but his apron and glomping on to a grinning Heero wearing a spaghetti strainer on his head appears. Wufei is quite flushed and seems content to just hold on to Heero in his sleepy contented state. It is actually a very cute picture. I’m seriously going to have to take that word out of my vocabulary. I’m using it too much for my liking… next of all I could be wearing pink! Shudder.
Wufei tries to erase the picture but Duo stops him and holds onto his hands to make sure he doesn’t. “I don’t think so ‘Fei! That ones defiantly a keeper. You guys are so adorable like that.” Duo taunts. Oh dear, Wufei seems to have veins in his forehead I wasn’t aware of.
“Its’ WUFEI, Maxwell and I am not ‘adorable’” he growls.” I don’t know Wufei, I have to agree with Duo on that. It looks like the beginning of something beautiful” Heero adds. Oh nonononono. I’d commend Heero for that one any other day but the look on Wufei’s face. They have missed it in their bantering and continue. “Yeah Fei, you should wear that more often, way sexy. I’m surprised you don’t have all the girls, and guys for that matter, after your ass” Duo laughs. Quatre seems to have caught on that all is not right as he clutches his chest looking at Wufei. Wufei is well and truly white, face blank. How can he retort? He apparently doesn’t know so I rush to the rescue.
“Hey Wufei, you don’t look so good. I think you have a bit too much last night. Come on, let’s get you back to bed.” I say as I pull him up gently from the chair. He is still to out of it to object, let alone respond. The table goes quite as I talk to him. Quatre is right beside him, supporting his left side should he fall. “You’ll feel much better once you’ve rested, come on” he soothes.
“Hey Fei, you alright buddy?” Duo asks placing a tentative hand on Wufei’s forehead. “Hmm, you’re a little warm. I’ll bring up some of your favourite tea alright? You can drink it if you feel up to it.” Duo smiles. Wufei can only swallow the lump in his throat and nod. It’s a funny sight really. The rest of us huddle around Wufei, somehow walking through the door to the hall without tripping over each others feet. Quite an achievement really, well, what can you expect from 5 gundam pilots!
Myself and Quatre break off with Wufei to walk him up the stairs while Duo and Heero wonder back to the kitchen, faces full of concern. I’ll tell Quatre when Wufei I tucked in and we have some privacy. I look down at Wufei as we enter our room, his face has regained some color but he is biting at his lip, a sign he is very nervous.
“Ok Wufei, you lye down for a while and you’ll feel a lot better. Duo’s going to bring you some tea to help you relax alright?” Quatre says, stroking Wufei’s face after he lay down. He’s not even protesting to Quatre touching his face with even a grumble. He’ll be fine soon I hope. “We’ll be downstairs if you need anything” I tell him softly as we exit the room. Wufei just nods, lying in the same position , on his back, straight as a board and fist clenched. I sigh and close the door over slightly. Hushed voices of concern turn my head toward the stairs as Duo walks up with a tray with Heero just behind him.
“Hey guys, how’s Fei doin’? I guess I finally over did it” Duo adds solemnly Heero places a hand on Duo’s shoulder. “We both contributed” he replies sadly. Oh dear.
“You know there is always the risk of dredging up less then desirable memories with any kind of word or phrase, so you cannot blame yourself. It could have been any one of us to say something or react to something so don’t blame yourselves.” I advise with a small smile. Heero nods his thanks and Duo smiles back but looks to the door.
“Better give this to Fei.” Duo says as he enters. I look in to find Wufei sitting on the edge of the bed looking a lot more bright eyed with. “Hey Fei, you should be lying down” I am happy to hear the lightness in Duo’s voice as he is clearly relieved to see Wufei more or less back to himself. Wufei smiles and nods. “I feel fine now, thanks D-Duo” he replies as he takes the cup Duo hands to him. He sighs in appreciation as he sips the warm liquid, causing Duo’s face to light up. I watch this with an analytical eye. Hmm, I don’t know yet if this is Duo concerned for a friend or if this could be the seed of something more. I think I’ll go for the latter, its more appealing. Oh the effort not to grin at that, but alas, my mental grin causes Quatre to Glance at me from the corner of his eye with a look that promises me I had better talk later or else. Maybe I should find out what the ‘or else’ is.
“Thank you Duo, this is perfect as usual. So what are you doing for Halloween” Oh crafty Wufei, change the subject to something that will get him bouncing around again without question. What clever friends I have. With that Duo leaps to his feet, careful still of the tray he has set down.
“Glad you asked Wu-man! Me and Hee-man are gonna throw a party. So you have to dress up! I’d like some input from you guys too thou so there can at least be something you all like but there’s gonna be a mountain of candy and everyone like candy so…”
As Duo continues to ramble, Quatre is smiling at his antics, even Wufei has a slight smile as he gazes at Duo and Heero. Oh Wufei, love does you good my friend. Heero is smiling too of course but rolls his eyes as he settles to lean on the wall, he is preparing for this rant to last a while.
Eep, it seems my wondering mind has been caught as I finally register Quatre looking at me with a worried expression. ‘Later’ I mouth to him. He nods discreetly before giving his attention back to braided living gesture before us.
“ … So I think we should get a karaoke machine, rent one or something, it’s gonna be a blast! And we gotta sing bohemian rhapsody, its just make for karaoke! Any ideas what your gonna dress as?” oh, I guess we have to talk now. I never thought of dressing up. I’ve never done it before, well undercover missions don’t count, they didn’t involve dressing like a witch or a ghost… maybe I can just wear my circus outfit.
Before I can even open my mouth Duo beats me to it “And no Mr. Clown Boy! It’s gotta be something original, unseen! I’m lookin for the works!” Damn.
“Alright but don’t complain if I pick the worst outfit you’ve ever seen” I reply with a grin. Quatre’s golden voice speaks up. “Don’t worry Tro-bunny, I’ll help you” he informs me ‘helpfully’. Did he HAVE to call me that? Now Duo is bent over laughing. A smirk is pasted on Heero and Wufei. “Tro-bunny?” Wufei questions. I glare at him. Quatre has his sweetest smile in place, yet there is an undertone that dares me to protest the name.
“ I think I’ll dress as a wizard, or maybe a cat, no a bunny! Oh my, I’ll have to think about that one.” Quatre says more to himself. “Don’t worry Quat, we got a couple of days. How bout you ‘Fei?” Duo asks. Wufei rolls his eyes but doesn’t correct Duo on his name. “A dragon” he states simply. “Suits you” Is Heero’s simple analysis. Is that a blush I see on Wufei’s face. Before anyone notices I speak up. “What about you two? Got any ideas yet?”
“For the party he means” Quatre says with a cryptic grin. Now whats going on here? ‘Whatever happened to ‘we share everything’? or am I living in a deluded world’ I muse.
Duo coughs suitably and Heero’s eyes widen a little. I’ll have to get Quatre to fill me in or he will face my wrath on the receiving end of a tickle attack.
“Well, uh, I was thinking of going as a Mad Hatter” Duo answers. “And I as the March hair.” Heero adds. Nice, wish I thought of that. Perhaps I can borrow their example and go with a fairytale theme.
“Oh that sounds great! A matching pair, how cute. Can we do that Tro? Dress up as connected characters! It’ll be so much fun” he pleads with bottomless pools of liquid sapphire. How do his eyes get so big I ponder even as I answer.
“Of course!” The smile I am rewarded with could light up all of Asia for a year.
“I think we should go and make preparations! Duo is there anything we can hep out with? I have some decorations in the house some where with a really scary giant spider and Im sure I have a skeleton somewhere, it not real thou so don’t worry I go around digging up graves or anything and besides I’d get all dirty and slimey…” Oh god what have I gotten myself into, now he’s just as gung-ho about this is Duo. Maybe I should ask Une for a mission.
Quatre, Wufei and I leave the house at about 4 pm in a flurry of excited rambles, well, from Quatre and Duo. Hugs distributed and farewells said, we get into, or onto, our respective vehicles. Wufei gives another wave as he speeds off on his motorbike and we get into my black Mercedes. The only object I have an attachment too. Only for the sentimental value of course, Quatre gave it to me as a birthday present, no matter how many times I protested at such an expensive gift. The last of my protests that day died as Quatre asked “But I thought you loved Mercedes Benz! Did I get the wrong one? God I’m such an idiot.” I thanked him all night for it and kept him in bed for most of the day after.
The hour drive home was filled with Quatre’s excited chatter with grunts and nods of reply from me when appropriate. Pulling up to the driveway, Quatre waved a friendly hello to the gardener attending to the rose bushes. She is a lady in her sixties who sees Quatre as something like a grandson. She is the only lady who can get away with questions like ‘have you washed behind your ears dear?’ or ‘make sure you get enough sleep son!’ But she does make the best scones this side of the Earth, the other side and colonies!
As soon as I close the front door Quatre grabs my hand and hauls me up the stairs, I’m not even sure my feet touched the floor on the way up. He rips the bedroom door open, pulls me through, kicks it closed and pins me against it. I’m so lucky. Any protests or questions I might have die on my lips and are kissed away buy a blonde ball of sexual energy. His hands are every where; his lips kiss there way up from my clothed chest to my face. Finding my lips, he plunges into my mouth in a frenzy. I have no idea what’s brought this on but I’m not about to stop it. His hands are in my hair and pull me down so he can kiss deeper. I wrap my arms around him and hold him close and tight, his toes just touching the floor as I kiss him just as urgently.
He pulls away slightly to lead me to the bed where he pushes me down to the mattress gently with a hand on my chest. As I lay down he looks down at me with a loving smile. Gods he is beautiful. Even in his slightly tousled state he looks ever the professional businessman. He is only like this me of course; this thought catches in my throat causing me to swallow. His hand is cupping my face now, stroking softly. He bends down over the length of my body to place sweet kisses over my brow, nose to finally meet my mouth in a kiss of sweetness, far more gentle then hurried bruising force of before. Not that I’m complaining. I treasure them all.
He kisses lower until he meets my black sweater. He moves lower to raise it a little and take my tucked under shirt out of my jeans to reveal my stomach. He looks at me with an expression less sweet and more predatory before bending down to kiss below my navel. I watch with rapt attention as lips switch to moist tongue and he licks a hot trail to my bellybutton before kissing again. He raises himself again to grasp the bottom of both sweater and shirt before sliding them up my torso. I lift and twist slightly to assist his removal of them over my head to be abandoned on the floor somewhere. He doesn’t stop there, he slides down to sit on my thighs as he unbuttons and unzips my pants. He looks up, a question in his eyes while his hands rest on the hem of my jeans. I lift my hips in answer and receive a kiss to where my jeans end to leave skin. A shudder of excitement runs through me from head to toe. Quatre catches this and smirks knowingly.
He is off the bed and in a flurry of movement, my shoes are unlaced, socks are off and the pants are ripped from my legs. Jesus he can move fast. He grins at the fact that I am not wearing anything underneath. I am on my back, elbows supporting me as I watch him with wide eyes and laboured breathing.
Still smiling, my imp of a lover proceeded to de-vest himself of lower clothing. The waist coat was next to go. His shirt still covering his upper half to the tops of his thighs but tenting I note with amusement. But amusement is lost as look into his smouldering eyes as he straightens to undo his buttons with an incredible amount of patience not to just rip it off in one go. So many shirts of his are lost that way. But he knows the anticipation is killing me as adjust my elbows beneath me. His shirt is unbuttoned, revealing the creamy smooth skin beneath. He crawls up my form slowly, eyes capturing my own. His shirt hangs loosely from his shoulders as he continues his journey upward knowing how much it turns me on. There’s just something so sinful about wearing cloths while making love, it makes me want to rip it off and plunder him then and there, but this is his show now, I am his willing toy for the evening.
“Your thinking too much” is Quatre’s breathy accusation before capturing my mouth, holding my head in his gentle hands. His slight fingers latch on to pinch my right nipple. I gasp in surprise as he continues his assault to my lips and nipple. He leaves my lips with one last nip to attack my other nipple with teeth, tongue and smooth wet lips. It doesn’t last long however, he trails lower, kissing a path down my belly, my naval, almost there, almost… damnit, I throw my head back in exasperation as he avoids my heavy desire to continue his trail of kisses to my thighs. I hear him chuckle. Sadistic little… oh god.
His kisses have evolved into licking his way up from the base to the very tip of my engorged member. It dips into the slit gently and twirls around the sensitive head. I scream as he swallows me whole in one powerful gulp. His left hand comes up to role my testicles in there protective sack. My love is the best when it comes to multitasking, he is sucking me off, playing with my, er… testicles and is now searching for a certain tube in the dresser drawer. I am helpless, putty in his hands. He shifts as he finds it to bring it closer to him. My hands are full of his hair and he bobs his head, switching from sucking to licking at random times, driving me insane with pleasure. “ p” I swallow to try and regain my knowledge of speech. “ple-please love.” I beg. I lift my head to the delicious sight of him fingering himself in time with his sucking. His eyes are glazed with passion and lust as he gazes at me like he’s going to set alight… which he will soon… just really soon I hope.
He stops sucking and places a kiss to my heated cock. “Soon love” he whispers heatedly causing me to swallow anything I might have to say… yet my mind is a blank as he squirts the lube into his hand. As his hand approaches my straining arousal I stop him with a hold to his wrist. He looks at me, questioning. I smile. “Not enough, I don’t want to hurt you.” I state simply. He nods with a smile all his own and squirts some more before approaching me again. He slicks me up with a tunnelled hand of long sensual strokes causing me to hiss through clenched teeth. “Quat… I’m goin crazy here” I gasp.
“I know” he whispers sweetly. The bed shifts and I open eyes I wasn’t aware of closing to see him looming over me as he straddling me. He grasps my cock and positions me at his tight little entrance. I grasp his slim hips as he lowers himself slowly. At first I am met with resistance. But Quatre continues his decent and my cock head slips though earning hisses and gasps of pure pleasure from our mouths. Quatre continues downward with clenched eyes and lower lip between his teeth before finally settling with his head back.
So tight, so warm. So perfect. I pull him down to me slowly and wrap him up in my arms as we adjust to each other. After some heavy breathing and adjusting, I smooth his sweaty bangs from his flushed face and kiss his brow. He smiles with hazy eyes as he raises himself back up. “Ready?” he asks in a whispered voice. “Always”
Once again my hands find their place on his hips but don’t stay still. They travel up and down, stroking the smooth skin beneath. He places his hands on my hips and raises himself up. He groans as my length slowly slips out. He lowers himself before too much escapes and raises up a little more. This slow process is repeated but is getting faster and faster. I meet descent with thrusts set to his timing. Faster, that’s it, now to find that special spot inside him, time to make him lose his perfect posture and scream for me. I grasp his hips, his eyes meet mine and the connection never breaks as I take over and thrust into him harder and harder, searching.
“ugh… Trow… Harder. I, Nyaaaaaaaaaa! Gods, Again..please I Aaaaaaaaha” yup, found it. I assault it mercilessly dragging shouts and moans pf pleasure from my smaller lover. Gods his voice alone is enough to make me cream my pants! My body strains as I thrust deeper and harder into his willing body.
“ah Tr…Harder… that’s it, there,there THERE!” my poor baby, he is nearly weeping with an overload of pleasure, soon my love.
“gah, Quatre… love. Gonna come…ngah” I have to make him come first, he is a sight to behold when he orgasms. Gods, he has me in a death grip as he meets me thrust for thrust, precum is streaming from his cock, it looks painful. Better help him out there.
One hand leaves his hip to grasp his straining erection as it bobs to our lovemaking. I stoke him in time causing him to squeal. Now his hands are on my chest, now his elbows as he bends over to me to try and support himself even as he continues his rapid thrusting. His breathing is accompanied my throaty gasps and the occasional yelp before he explodes over my hand. My other hand moves from his hip to grasp his buttocks, my thrusts becoming more and more desperate even as I continue to milk Quatre of his semen.
Finally, my cum is ripped from body to flow into his ass. I can feel it seeping down my length and into the sheets. I hold on to him for what seems forever as we attempt to gather precious oxygen into our lungs. As our breathing settles I stroke a hand over his back. I am still holding his limp penis and still inside him but I don’t care to move nor does he.
He lazily lifts his hand to rest on my ribs just below his chin as he listens to my heartbeat. Its his favourite afterglow position. I give a contented sigh as I manage to gather some of my wits from their vacation to lala land. He shivers as I play with the hair on the nape of his neck before he lifts his head to rest his chin on my chest. I chuckle at the smiling face and sleepy eyes. “Hey” I greet softly.
“Hey” he calls back. “Tha’ W’z great Tro-bunny” he sighs. He shakes as a chuckle sounds from my chest. “mmmm” is my agreement. “So…” he begins, instantly awake and aware. “So?” I prompt.
“What was that about back at Duo n Heeros?” he asks sweetly. Hmm? A my confused look he continues. “Half the time you weren’t in the room, at least not mentally.” He explains. Ah yes, I did promise to fill him in on that.
“Well, where to start. Ok, I’ll start at the beginning…”
I received a few chuckles when talking about Wufei’s sleep talking. But then when I got to the dreaming of kissing Heero and Duo part…
“What! Seriously? Your not joking are you? Or maybe Fei was just having a strange dream or…” I interrupted lest he go on to suggest a more insane notion which he os prone to do when he thinks aloud with no one to reign him in.
“ No love, remember that picture of Wufei in the apron clinging to Heero?” at his nod I continue “ and remember his reaction to Heero and Duo teasing him?” the penny drops.
“oh” now he has his plotting face, at least it’ll make more sense I smile.
“And Duo and Heero are unaware?” he asks and receives a nod affirmation. “Hmm, something must be done. Have you talked to Wufei about this?” His eyes twitch in different directions as he thinks. “No I didn’t get the chance but Quatre, we cant do anything drastic, it is their lives here and we shouldn’t intervene” I try to advise.
“Oh Tro, were not intervening, were just going to give a bit of a helpful push is all! What are friends for after all! And Wufei is clearly hurting. I could sense it but I wasn’t quite sure what it was. Now I do so now we can help a little. How do you suppose we make Duo and Heero even consider Wufei as something more then a friend and even open to the idea of him joining them without the risk to what they have now. Oh dear this is going to take some careful planning.” What have I done. Oh wells, I’ve made my bed so now I have to lye in it. At least I can supervise a plotting Quatre.
“oooooh! First off, we can’t ‘help’ Fei with his costume!” I jump at Quatre’s exclamation from the silence beforehand.
‘This should be fun’ I smile.
To be continued…
Whew, I seriously could not stop typing. I’ve fixed a lot of problems but if you see any rambling or any other mistakes please call me on it if you have time.
Thanks for reading and I hope you’ve enjoyed this so far.
R.D outty
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Trowa’s Pov
‘Mmmmm Quat, right there…. Yes the cats outside. No not you, why would I put you outside? Besides, we don’t have a cat. Mmm, your nice and warm and soft and cosy and what was that love?’
Mumble mumble “Duo”
Huh?
Blearily, I open heavy eye lids, looking for whatever caused me to waken, a noise of some kind. I check the clock, its 6 am. There it is again, coming from Wufei’s side of the bed. Oh… it’s Wufei himself, mumbling in his sleep while the rest of him is still. Ugh… I turn over to go back asleep.
“Duo….” He mumbles. My eyes part again in curiosity. Why is he dreaming about Duo? “Give Heero back his marmalade! He can’t fuel Zero without it baka” Ok… now I’m eating my pillow to cover my laughter. He is frowning now, with what I imagine to be his scowl of conviction toward ‘dream Duo’. I look to Quatre who is sound asleep, helped by the alcohol, unmoving and unaware to what’s happening.
Oh he is adorable, like a sleepy little kitten. Maybe I should get him one, but then he’d be spending his precious attention on the damn cat then me. Mental note… don’t ever think that again. Ahem, back to the subject at hand. I am tempted to wake him but I can relay it back to him on the morrow. Wufei sleep talking that is!
I continue to listen in on… I mean, make sure Wufei doesn’t give vital information in his sleep… pft… yeah right. I’m just damn right curious. I blame Duo’s influence. He’s even got my innocent Quatre assisting him on some of his pranks. Who am I kidding, my Quatre may have the face of an angel but he can be and is a saucy little devil when he wants to be. I’m a lucky guy.
“But I don’t wanna kiss ‘im… well I do but you’d kill me. And he’d kill me for kissing you!” he whines. Now Wufei whining is something I have never heard, well I guess the sleep talking is a first too. But wait… kissing? Kissing who?
“who is it you want to kiss Wufei?” I ask in soothing gentle tones. Maybe Wufei has finally found an interest in some one. About time too, we all worry for our little dragon. Not that he cant take care of himself but he is so alone. I am interrupted from my musings by a mumbling Wufei.
“What was that ‘Fei?” I encourage softly. “m’not Fei,its Wufei… only Duo gets t’ call me tha’” okey… this is getting weird. Am I still asleep? Ow. A pinch to my upper left arm confirms I am indeed awake. Now I am most defiantly curious and itching for more information to explain Wufei’s night-time ramblings.
“Okey Wufei. Who is it you want to kiss?” I ask in the calmest tone I can muster, already guessing the answer.
A smile makes way on his face, making him seem younger and less stern. It’s cute really, if Quat was awake he’d gush all over him until he was awake… or take a photo. Maybe I’ll do that, nah, he’d make sure he never did it again somehow. Where was I, oh yes, Wufei was about to…
“ Duo n’ H’Ro” he replies in a dream like voice.
My eyes must have bugged out for a good 5 minutes of gawping until I had to blink lest my eyes crust over. Oh my God. Soooo… our Dragon did have a crush, on two people,on two of his fellow comrades. I couldn’t decide if it was a bad thing. No it’s not a bad thing. I’m just still in shock, that’s all. Ok, now to think on this: Wufei sleep talks, and even answers back. Wufei does not take things like kissing lightly so I suspect it is much more then a mere crush. Duo and Heero are together and both care for Wufei very much, but how much exactly. I know it is none of my business but something has blossomed in my chest, a need to protect my comrade, one of my best friends, to see him safe and happy. I have never been one to ‘fix’ someone up with someone else, I never felt it my place to do such things but this is Wufei, a good friend, one who I would do anything for, much like the others. I’m getting off track here and I no longer feel sleepy. Oh well, I’ll just ponder myself back to sleep I tell myself with a smile.
10 am
I’m feeling very light right now. Light, and hyper maybe? I feel like I could dance all night long with Quatre and then some. But I feel like I’m coming back down, like gravity has been reminded of its existence, and then I wake up. My eyes are still closed as I survey my surroundings. Ah, party last night, I’m in Heero and Duo’s home and I’m clinging to what I assume is Quatre’s soft relaxed arm. It’s a bit of a struggle to open my eyes and what I see causes me to grin. Wufei had climbed atop of Quatre, his head just falling over Quatre’s chest, his black silk hair resting on Quatre’s smooth white chest. A beautiful contrast. I don’t think Quatre will be happy, I should have borrowed some pyjamas for him and washed the egg off of him.
I rub my eyes and stop in surprise… damn…. My eyes brows are gone. I’m going to kill Chang for his ‘brilliant’ idea of playing truth or dare and then waking me up with his sleep talking. Oh well, hair grows right? Then it hits me like a runaway train.
Chang
Chang Wufei, who unknowingly admitted wanting to kiss a certain pair of pilots’. My ponderings last night had gone in circles. Guess I fell asleep…’mission accomplished’ I snicker to myself. Heero would be proud… or sue for copyright. I’ll ponder some more later. Right now I am so very happy for my friend to at least have these feelings for someone…’someones’ excuse me.
I walk downstairs to retrieve my cloths before I shower. Heero is downstairs finishing up the last bits and pieces to be cleaned up. He seems to be fine after the large amount of alcohol he had consumed. Never seen anyone drink so much and still be standing right now. He notices me and nods in greeting with a smirk on his lips. “Morning” I respond. He smiles seeing I am in familiar spirits as him as I smile. “Mind if I grab a quick shower?” it’s only polite to ask. “Sure, you can borrow some cloths for yourself, Quatre and Wufei” Heero informs me. “Appreciate it” I say with a smirk as he says Wufei’s name.
Maybe I should wake Quatre up and help him shower… he’s going to be a right grump. He’s a cute grump though, he sulks and won’t talk much but hand him a cup of tea and he’d take over the world for you if you asked! Or just me anyways. The pair on the bed hasn’t moved since I left. Sitting on the bed I shake Quatre gently. “Quatre? Come on love, Time for a shower” I get a groan and slow movements as my reply as he turns over snuggling into the warmth of Wufei’s shoulder. “Mmm Trowa” He sighs dreamily. I snicker at that. “Baby? I’m over here,” I inform him softly. “Wha? But your right here” He says as he pulls away from Wufei to pry open an eye. “Oh” is his simple statement as he resumes his position falling asleep again, a small smile gracing his lips. I roll my eyes and smile at the sight. I can’t wait to tell him. I’m not a gossip thou, we just share everything.
After managing to get both myself and Quatre showered, dressed and mostly awake, we’re sitting at the table while Duo who has refused our help in the kitchen, bounce around getting this and that for a giant breakfast fit for entire Maganoc force and us twice over. I’m pleased to see Quatre eye the table like this was the last meal he would ever eat. Heero sits down at last and Duo practically leaps into his chair and ‘plops’ a plate of eggs on the table. “Well! Dig in” no problems there. For a few minutes the sounds of plates and cutlery clatter as plates are passed around and food is shovelled into mouths.
I catch Wufei roll his eyes at Duo’s antics as he eats in a flurry. “It’s not going to disappear Maxwell” he smirks. Duo grins in return before replying “Old habits die hard Wu-bear.” “Huh?” I almost giggle at Wufei’s intelligent answer. Duo suddenly loses his grin a bit, an odd look in his eyes as he glances at his food then back to Wufei. “Not important Fei. Man Hee-chan, I should leave tha’ cookin to you.” Duo says quickly changing the subject.
Heero gives a look to Duo, which I can only assume means he’s going to talk to him later about it. Quatre looks like he wants to give Duo a crushing hug and never let him go. Wufei seems gather his wits and looks like someone’s just killed his puppy.
“Duo, I, I’m sorry. I never meant anything by it. I…” he stammers. I have to hide my smile, he rarely stammers, and its’ actually only around Duo and Heero. Now I know the signs to look out for! Perhaps I can help things along, perhaps make the other two realise Wufei’s availability. But right now, the mood is solemn. Duo for the most part hides his insecurities quite well from the world with his jesters mask. It doesn’t work around us, his closest friends however. Much like we can tell each others quirks.
“Nothin to worry bout ‘Fei. Don’t get your knickers in a bunch! Want some more coffee?” Duo offers, changing the subject. Wufei nods, but something in his eyes tell me he will talk this out with Duo. He hates to leave unclosed issues with his friends. I’m sure he has a book load of them floating about at HQ thou.
Duo has never gone into detail about his past. But living on L-2 can’t be good. He would have gone through so much. Not that we all hadn’t. I realise I’ve been spacing off when I feel Quatre shake my arm lightly and looking at me with concern, the others have stopped eating too. “Trowa? Are you alright?” Quatre asks. I laugh slightly, Duo visibly brightens and Heero, who was twitching for his gun, relaxes slightly. Wufei and Quatre still look concerned. “Sorry, just thinking about last night”
I now know why people refer to certain occasions as a ‘Kodac moment’ if only I had a camera right now. Everyone is now a nice varying shade of red.
“I’m never ever EVER drinking again” Wufei groans at his plate. Duo barks out a laugh of some sort and pats his back earning a blushed glare. “I have to get you drunk again Chang Wufei! Man that was priceless. Pity I didn’t have a camera thou.” Duo says mostly to himself. “Actually…” Heero starts to mumble. Everyone stares. “You didn’t!” Wufei growls lowly. Heero grins evilly and holds up his USB key before letting it dangle around his neck again.
Heero calmly walks out of the room into the study, only to return seconds later with his laptop. After booting it up and inserting the USB key, the pictures are brought forth. The pictures start off with silly grins and actual poses that no one seems to remember… yet anyway. But it still has us laughing and making jokes at whoever is posing in each picture. And then a picture of Wufei, in nothing but his apron and glomping on to a grinning Heero wearing a spaghetti strainer on his head appears. Wufei is quite flushed and seems content to just hold on to Heero in his sleepy contented state. It is actually a very cute picture. I’m seriously going to have to take that word out of my vocabulary. I’m using it too much for my liking… next of all I could be wearing pink! Shudder.
Wufei tries to erase the picture but Duo stops him and holds onto his hands to make sure he doesn’t. “I don’t think so ‘Fei! That ones defiantly a keeper. You guys are so adorable like that.” Duo taunts. Oh dear, Wufei seems to have veins in his forehead I wasn’t aware of.
“Its’ WUFEI, Maxwell and I am not ‘adorable’” he growls.” I don’t know Wufei, I have to agree with Duo on that. It looks like the beginning of something beautiful” Heero adds. Oh nonononono. I’d commend Heero for that one any other day but the look on Wufei’s face. They have missed it in their bantering and continue. “Yeah Fei, you should wear that more often, way sexy. I’m surprised you don’t have all the girls, and guys for that matter, after your ass” Duo laughs. Quatre seems to have caught on that all is not right as he clutches his chest looking at Wufei. Wufei is well and truly white, face blank. How can he retort? He apparently doesn’t know so I rush to the rescue.
“Hey Wufei, you don’t look so good. I think you have a bit too much last night. Come on, let’s get you back to bed.” I say as I pull him up gently from the chair. He is still to out of it to object, let alone respond. The table goes quite as I talk to him. Quatre is right beside him, supporting his left side should he fall. “You’ll feel much better once you’ve rested, come on” he soothes.
“Hey Fei, you alright buddy?” Duo asks placing a tentative hand on Wufei’s forehead. “Hmm, you’re a little warm. I’ll bring up some of your favourite tea alright? You can drink it if you feel up to it.” Duo smiles. Wufei can only swallow the lump in his throat and nod. It’s a funny sight really. The rest of us huddle around Wufei, somehow walking through the door to the hall without tripping over each others feet. Quite an achievement really, well, what can you expect from 5 gundam pilots!
Myself and Quatre break off with Wufei to walk him up the stairs while Duo and Heero wonder back to the kitchen, faces full of concern. I’ll tell Quatre when Wufei I tucked in and we have some privacy. I look down at Wufei as we enter our room, his face has regained some color but he is biting at his lip, a sign he is very nervous.
“Ok Wufei, you lye down for a while and you’ll feel a lot better. Duo’s going to bring you some tea to help you relax alright?” Quatre says, stroking Wufei’s face after he lay down. He’s not even protesting to Quatre touching his face with even a grumble. He’ll be fine soon I hope. “We’ll be downstairs if you need anything” I tell him softly as we exit the room. Wufei just nods, lying in the same position , on his back, straight as a board and fist clenched. I sigh and close the door over slightly. Hushed voices of concern turn my head toward the stairs as Duo walks up with a tray with Heero just behind him.
“Hey guys, how’s Fei doin’? I guess I finally over did it” Duo adds solemnly Heero places a hand on Duo’s shoulder. “We both contributed” he replies sadly. Oh dear.
“You know there is always the risk of dredging up less then desirable memories with any kind of word or phrase, so you cannot blame yourself. It could have been any one of us to say something or react to something so don’t blame yourselves.” I advise with a small smile. Heero nods his thanks and Duo smiles back but looks to the door.
“Better give this to Fei.” Duo says as he enters. I look in to find Wufei sitting on the edge of the bed looking a lot more bright eyed with. “Hey Fei, you should be lying down” I am happy to hear the lightness in Duo’s voice as he is clearly relieved to see Wufei more or less back to himself. Wufei smiles and nods. “I feel fine now, thanks D-Duo” he replies as he takes the cup Duo hands to him. He sighs in appreciation as he sips the warm liquid, causing Duo’s face to light up. I watch this with an analytical eye. Hmm, I don’t know yet if this is Duo concerned for a friend or if this could be the seed of something more. I think I’ll go for the latter, its more appealing. Oh the effort not to grin at that, but alas, my mental grin causes Quatre to Glance at me from the corner of his eye with a look that promises me I had better talk later or else. Maybe I should find out what the ‘or else’ is.
“Thank you Duo, this is perfect as usual. So what are you doing for Halloween” Oh crafty Wufei, change the subject to something that will get him bouncing around again without question. What clever friends I have. With that Duo leaps to his feet, careful still of the tray he has set down.
“Glad you asked Wu-man! Me and Hee-man are gonna throw a party. So you have to dress up! I’d like some input from you guys too thou so there can at least be something you all like but there’s gonna be a mountain of candy and everyone like candy so…”
As Duo continues to ramble, Quatre is smiling at his antics, even Wufei has a slight smile as he gazes at Duo and Heero. Oh Wufei, love does you good my friend. Heero is smiling too of course but rolls his eyes as he settles to lean on the wall, he is preparing for this rant to last a while.
Eep, it seems my wondering mind has been caught as I finally register Quatre looking at me with a worried expression. ‘Later’ I mouth to him. He nods discreetly before giving his attention back to braided living gesture before us.
“ … So I think we should get a karaoke machine, rent one or something, it’s gonna be a blast! And we gotta sing bohemian rhapsody, its just make for karaoke! Any ideas what your gonna dress as?” oh, I guess we have to talk now. I never thought of dressing up. I’ve never done it before, well undercover missions don’t count, they didn’t involve dressing like a witch or a ghost… maybe I can just wear my circus outfit.
Before I can even open my mouth Duo beats me to it “And no Mr. Clown Boy! It’s gotta be something original, unseen! I’m lookin for the works!” Damn.
“Alright but don’t complain if I pick the worst outfit you’ve ever seen” I reply with a grin. Quatre’s golden voice speaks up. “Don’t worry Tro-bunny, I’ll help you” he informs me ‘helpfully’. Did he HAVE to call me that? Now Duo is bent over laughing. A smirk is pasted on Heero and Wufei. “Tro-bunny?” Wufei questions. I glare at him. Quatre has his sweetest smile in place, yet there is an undertone that dares me to protest the name.
“ I think I’ll dress as a wizard, or maybe a cat, no a bunny! Oh my, I’ll have to think about that one.” Quatre says more to himself. “Don’t worry Quat, we got a couple of days. How bout you ‘Fei?” Duo asks. Wufei rolls his eyes but doesn’t correct Duo on his name. “A dragon” he states simply. “Suits you” Is Heero’s simple analysis. Is that a blush I see on Wufei’s face. Before anyone notices I speak up. “What about you two? Got any ideas yet?”
“For the party he means” Quatre says with a cryptic grin. Now whats going on here? ‘Whatever happened to ‘we share everything’? or am I living in a deluded world’ I muse.
Duo coughs suitably and Heero’s eyes widen a little. I’ll have to get Quatre to fill me in or he will face my wrath on the receiving end of a tickle attack.
“Well, uh, I was thinking of going as a Mad Hatter” Duo answers. “And I as the March hair.” Heero adds. Nice, wish I thought of that. Perhaps I can borrow their example and go with a fairytale theme.
“Oh that sounds great! A matching pair, how cute. Can we do that Tro? Dress up as connected characters! It’ll be so much fun” he pleads with bottomless pools of liquid sapphire. How do his eyes get so big I ponder even as I answer.
“Of course!” The smile I am rewarded with could light up all of Asia for a year.
“I think we should go and make preparations! Duo is there anything we can hep out with? I have some decorations in the house some where with a really scary giant spider and Im sure I have a skeleton somewhere, it not real thou so don’t worry I go around digging up graves or anything and besides I’d get all dirty and slimey…” Oh god what have I gotten myself into, now he’s just as gung-ho about this is Duo. Maybe I should ask Une for a mission.
Quatre, Wufei and I leave the house at about 4 pm in a flurry of excited rambles, well, from Quatre and Duo. Hugs distributed and farewells said, we get into, or onto, our respective vehicles. Wufei gives another wave as he speeds off on his motorbike and we get into my black Mercedes. The only object I have an attachment too. Only for the sentimental value of course, Quatre gave it to me as a birthday present, no matter how many times I protested at such an expensive gift. The last of my protests that day died as Quatre asked “But I thought you loved Mercedes Benz! Did I get the wrong one? God I’m such an idiot.” I thanked him all night for it and kept him in bed for most of the day after.
The hour drive home was filled with Quatre’s excited chatter with grunts and nods of reply from me when appropriate. Pulling up to the driveway, Quatre waved a friendly hello to the gardener attending to the rose bushes. She is a lady in her sixties who sees Quatre as something like a grandson. She is the only lady who can get away with questions like ‘have you washed behind your ears dear?’ or ‘make sure you get enough sleep son!’ But she does make the best scones this side of the Earth, the other side and colonies!
As soon as I close the front door Quatre grabs my hand and hauls me up the stairs, I’m not even sure my feet touched the floor on the way up. He rips the bedroom door open, pulls me through, kicks it closed and pins me against it. I’m so lucky. Any protests or questions I might have die on my lips and are kissed away buy a blonde ball of sexual energy. His hands are every where; his lips kiss there way up from my clothed chest to my face. Finding my lips, he plunges into my mouth in a frenzy. I have no idea what’s brought this on but I’m not about to stop it. His hands are in my hair and pull me down so he can kiss deeper. I wrap my arms around him and hold him close and tight, his toes just touching the floor as I kiss him just as urgently.
He pulls away slightly to lead me to the bed where he pushes me down to the mattress gently with a hand on my chest. As I lay down he looks down at me with a loving smile. Gods he is beautiful. Even in his slightly tousled state he looks ever the professional businessman. He is only like this me of course; this thought catches in my throat causing me to swallow. His hand is cupping my face now, stroking softly. He bends down over the length of my body to place sweet kisses over my brow, nose to finally meet my mouth in a kiss of sweetness, far more gentle then hurried bruising force of before. Not that I’m complaining. I treasure them all.
He kisses lower until he meets my black sweater. He moves lower to raise it a little and take my tucked under shirt out of my jeans to reveal my stomach. He looks at me with an expression less sweet and more predatory before bending down to kiss below my navel. I watch with rapt attention as lips switch to moist tongue and he licks a hot trail to my bellybutton before kissing again. He raises himself again to grasp the bottom of both sweater and shirt before sliding them up my torso. I lift and twist slightly to assist his removal of them over my head to be abandoned on the floor somewhere. He doesn’t stop there, he slides down to sit on my thighs as he unbuttons and unzips my pants. He looks up, a question in his eyes while his hands rest on the hem of my jeans. I lift my hips in answer and receive a kiss to where my jeans end to leave skin. A shudder of excitement runs through me from head to toe. Quatre catches this and smirks knowingly.
He is off the bed and in a flurry of movement, my shoes are unlaced, socks are off and the pants are ripped from my legs. Jesus he can move fast. He grins at the fact that I am not wearing anything underneath. I am on my back, elbows supporting me as I watch him with wide eyes and laboured breathing.
Still smiling, my imp of a lover proceeded to de-vest himself of lower clothing. The waist coat was next to go. His shirt still covering his upper half to the tops of his thighs but tenting I note with amusement. But amusement is lost as look into his smouldering eyes as he straightens to undo his buttons with an incredible amount of patience not to just rip it off in one go. So many shirts of his are lost that way. But he knows the anticipation is killing me as adjust my elbows beneath me. His shirt is unbuttoned, revealing the creamy smooth skin beneath. He crawls up my form slowly, eyes capturing my own. His shirt hangs loosely from his shoulders as he continues his journey upward knowing how much it turns me on. There’s just something so sinful about wearing cloths while making love, it makes me want to rip it off and plunder him then and there, but this is his show now, I am his willing toy for the evening.
“Your thinking too much” is Quatre’s breathy accusation before capturing my mouth, holding my head in his gentle hands. His slight fingers latch on to pinch my right nipple. I gasp in surprise as he continues his assault to my lips and nipple. He leaves my lips with one last nip to attack my other nipple with teeth, tongue and smooth wet lips. It doesn’t last long however, he trails lower, kissing a path down my belly, my naval, almost there, almost… damnit, I throw my head back in exasperation as he avoids my heavy desire to continue his trail of kisses to my thighs. I hear him chuckle. Sadistic little… oh god.
His kisses have evolved into licking his way up from the base to the very tip of my engorged member. It dips into the slit gently and twirls around the sensitive head. I scream as he swallows me whole in one powerful gulp. His left hand comes up to role my testicles in there protective sack. My love is the best when it comes to multitasking, he is sucking me off, playing with my, er… testicles and is now searching for a certain tube in the dresser drawer. I am helpless, putty in his hands. He shifts as he finds it to bring it closer to him. My hands are full of his hair and he bobs his head, switching from sucking to licking at random times, driving me insane with pleasure. “ p” I swallow to try and regain my knowledge of speech. “ple-please love.” I beg. I lift my head to the delicious sight of him fingering himself in time with his sucking. His eyes are glazed with passion and lust as he gazes at me like he’s going to set alight… which he will soon… just really soon I hope.
He stops sucking and places a kiss to my heated cock. “Soon love” he whispers heatedly causing me to swallow anything I might have to say… yet my mind is a blank as he squirts the lube into his hand. As his hand approaches my straining arousal I stop him with a hold to his wrist. He looks at me, questioning. I smile. “Not enough, I don’t want to hurt you.” I state simply. He nods with a smile all his own and squirts some more before approaching me again. He slicks me up with a tunnelled hand of long sensual strokes causing me to hiss through clenched teeth. “Quat… I’m goin crazy here” I gasp.
“I know” he whispers sweetly. The bed shifts and I open eyes I wasn’t aware of closing to see him looming over me as he straddling me. He grasps my cock and positions me at his tight little entrance. I grasp his slim hips as he lowers himself slowly. At first I am met with resistance. But Quatre continues his decent and my cock head slips though earning hisses and gasps of pure pleasure from our mouths. Quatre continues downward with clenched eyes and lower lip between his teeth before finally settling with his head back.
So tight, so warm. So perfect. I pull him down to me slowly and wrap him up in my arms as we adjust to each other. After some heavy breathing and adjusting, I smooth his sweaty bangs from his flushed face and kiss his brow. He smiles with hazy eyes as he raises himself back up. “Ready?” he asks in a whispered voice. “Always”
Once again my hands find their place on his hips but don’t stay still. They travel up and down, stroking the smooth skin beneath. He places his hands on my hips and raises himself up. He groans as my length slowly slips out. He lowers himself before too much escapes and raises up a little more. This slow process is repeated but is getting faster and faster. I meet descent with thrusts set to his timing. Faster, that’s it, now to find that special spot inside him, time to make him lose his perfect posture and scream for me. I grasp his hips, his eyes meet mine and the connection never breaks as I take over and thrust into him harder and harder, searching.
“ugh… Trow… Harder. I, Nyaaaaaaaaaa! Gods, Again..please I Aaaaaaaaha” yup, found it. I assault it mercilessly dragging shouts and moans pf pleasure from my smaller lover. Gods his voice alone is enough to make me cream my pants! My body strains as I thrust deeper and harder into his willing body.
“ah Tr…Harder… that’s it, there,there THERE!” my poor baby, he is nearly weeping with an overload of pleasure, soon my love.
“gah, Quatre… love. Gonna come…ngah” I have to make him come first, he is a sight to behold when he orgasms. Gods, he has me in a death grip as he meets me thrust for thrust, precum is streaming from his cock, it looks painful. Better help him out there.
One hand leaves his hip to grasp his straining erection as it bobs to our lovemaking. I stoke him in time causing him to squeal. Now his hands are on my chest, now his elbows as he bends over to me to try and support himself even as he continues his rapid thrusting. His breathing is accompanied my throaty gasps and the occasional yelp before he explodes over my hand. My other hand moves from his hip to grasp his buttocks, my thrusts becoming more and more desperate even as I continue to milk Quatre of his semen.
Finally, my cum is ripped from body to flow into his ass. I can feel it seeping down my length and into the sheets. I hold on to him for what seems forever as we attempt to gather precious oxygen into our lungs. As our breathing settles I stroke a hand over his back. I am still holding his limp penis and still inside him but I don’t care to move nor does he.
He lazily lifts his hand to rest on my ribs just below his chin as he listens to my heartbeat. Its his favourite afterglow position. I give a contented sigh as I manage to gather some of my wits from their vacation to lala land. He shivers as I play with the hair on the nape of his neck before he lifts his head to rest his chin on my chest. I chuckle at the smiling face and sleepy eyes. “Hey” I greet softly.
“Hey” he calls back. “Tha’ W’z great Tro-bunny” he sighs. He shakes as a chuckle sounds from my chest. “mmmm” is my agreement. “So…” he begins, instantly awake and aware. “So?” I prompt.
“What was that about back at Duo n Heeros?” he asks sweetly. Hmm? A my confused look he continues. “Half the time you weren’t in the room, at least not mentally.” He explains. Ah yes, I did promise to fill him in on that.
“Well, where to start. Ok, I’ll start at the beginning…”
I received a few chuckles when talking about Wufei’s sleep talking. But then when I got to the dreaming of kissing Heero and Duo part…
“What! Seriously? Your not joking are you? Or maybe Fei was just having a strange dream or…” I interrupted lest he go on to suggest a more insane notion which he os prone to do when he thinks aloud with no one to reign him in.
“ No love, remember that picture of Wufei in the apron clinging to Heero?” at his nod I continue “ and remember his reaction to Heero and Duo teasing him?” the penny drops.
“oh” now he has his plotting face, at least it’ll make more sense I smile.
“And Duo and Heero are unaware?” he asks and receives a nod affirmation. “Hmm, something must be done. Have you talked to Wufei about this?” His eyes twitch in different directions as he thinks. “No I didn’t get the chance but Quatre, we cant do anything drastic, it is their lives here and we shouldn’t intervene” I try to advise.
“Oh Tro, were not intervening, were just going to give a bit of a helpful push is all! What are friends for after all! And Wufei is clearly hurting. I could sense it but I wasn’t quite sure what it was. Now I do so now we can help a little. How do you suppose we make Duo and Heero even consider Wufei as something more then a friend and even open to the idea of him joining them without the risk to what they have now. Oh dear this is going to take some careful planning.” What have I done. Oh wells, I’ve made my bed so now I have to lye in it. At least I can supervise a plotting Quatre.
“oooooh! First off, we can’t ‘help’ Fei with his costume!” I jump at Quatre’s exclamation from the silence beforehand.
‘This should be fun’ I smile.
To be continued…
Whew, I seriously could not stop typing. I’ve fixed a lot of problems but if you see any rambling or any other mistakes please call me on it if you have time.
Thanks for reading and I hope you’ve enjoyed this so far.
R.D outty