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Song by Silk

Ice and the Devil, Part 3

"That nuts!" Veronica said as she laid across the rug in the Maxwell's family room.

"Well don't you see that everything is going to blow up in their faces!" Randy exclaimed as she dug her fingers into the bowl of popcorn sitting on the floor between them. "That's why we have to push things along some."

"Randy, what are you up too?" asked David as he reached over her head to snag some popcorn.

Randy gave him a wicked smile. "Want to hear what I think we should do?"

"All right, what exactly is going on in your devious little Maxwell mind?" Dominic asked as he looked down at her from the couch.

"I say we lock them in a room and force them to admit their feelings for each other," Randy replied with a laugh. "Isn't that what my parents did to yours?"

Dominic chuckled and ran his hand through his unruly hair, very much like his father's. "Yeah, but they hadn't tried to kill each other or at least my mom didn't try to kill my dad. Unlike Vic and Chris, they really want to kill each other."

"All you have to do is light a fuse between them and BOOM! Just sit back and watch the results," Jonathon said as he snatched the remote from David. "It would be worth all the trouble because they're on the verge of reinstating another war."

"I say we do it," Randy said as she sat up. "All we need to do is find a place to lock them in and how to get them there so they won't suspect," she said as she thoughtfully tapped her nails against her lips. "Hmmm."

"I got it!" Veronica said as she sat up too. "Chloroform them and take them to the Hotel de Sol! They have bars on the windows that even a Maxwell or Yuy couldn't find their way out of! And we can put the locks on the doors that you used to lock us in our bedrooms," she said excitedly.

"That's a great idea!" Randy said as she fell back on the rug. "But when?"

Dominic stared at his sister. "You've been hanging around Randy too much. All her bad habits are rubbing off on you."

"Nah, that's just the Yuy coming out in me," Veronica said with a sardonic smile that would match their father's.

"How about tomorrow?" Jonathon asked as he grabbed the bowl of popcorn. "We can have Randy flirt with the concierge and get them to give us a room for the night."

"And only the best for our brother," David suggested as a gleam came into his eyes. "Make sure it's the best suite they have. Better yet, make sure it's the honeymoon suite!"

The three Maxwells and the two Yuys burst into laughter, which brought Duo from the study. He observed the five of them, laughing hysterically. "And what are you guys up too?" he asked.

"Nothing, dad," Randy giggled before she grabbed a pillow and stuffed it over her face to muffle them.

Duo raised a brow and eyed his two sons, who gave him their mother's angelic smile. "Now I know you guys are up to something."

"Don't worry dad, its not illegal," Jonathon snickered as he looked over at David.

"That's what worries me," Duo sighed as he turned on his heel and left the room, shaking his head and muttering about the crazy kids.

"So tomorrow it is," Randy said as she put her hand in the middle.

"Tomorrow," the others said in unison as they placed their hands on top of hers.

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"God, I didn't realize she weighed this much!" Dominic muttered as he carried his sister over his shoulder into the hotel room and dropped her onto the bed.

"She doesn't weigh that much," Veronica said a she followed her brother into the room, carrying a bag filled with a few things. She set it down on the dresser and pulled out a change of clothes, a CD, and a box of condoms.

"Man, I swear this is the last time I do something like this," David mumbled as he and Jonathon carried in Chris. They put him on the bed next to Victoria.

"Trust me, it will all be worth it," Randy said as she took out a change of clothes for Chris and put them next to Victoria's on the dresser.

"I can't believe we're actually setting up our own brother," Jonathon said as he looked at Chris, whose arm was draping across Victoria's stomach. He glanced at the contents on the dresser. He raised his eyes to Randy's. "Do you really think that they're going to…"

"Have sex," Randy said as she walked around the bed regarding the couple. "Of course I do. I mean if you look at their body language, they're practically dying to get it on," she pointed out.

"And how would you know that?" Jonathon asked as he raised a brow at his sister.

"Not in the way you're thinking," Randy replied as her ponytail swished across her back. "Look at mom and dad. That's all you need to do."

David nodded. "That's true. Look at them and wonder why there's only four of us," he answered wryly.

Veronica looked at her watch. "You know, we better hurry up. We only used enough chloroform to knock them out for three hours and the second hour is starting and you two still have to set the door," she said glancing at the Maxwell brothers.

"Come on, let's get to work," said David as he and Jonathon began to work on the door. A half-hour later the door was set. "Finished," David announced as he dusted off his hands.

"Good, now let's get going," said Dominic as he looked over his shoulder at his sister. That sardonic Yuy smirk crossed his lips. "This could be interesting."

"Got that right," Randy said as she looked back at the sleeping couple. "Enjoy you two," she said grinning wickedly and hanging the NOT TO DISTURB sign on the brass knob. She leaned against the door and began to laugh.

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Victoria rolled against something, extremely warm and very well muscled. Her hand slid over toned flesh. Her eyes popped open. "That can't be right." She turned her head. "AHHHHHHHHHHH!" She snatched her hand away and promptly fell out of the bed.

Chris heard a yell and his eyes opened abruptly. "Who the hell is yelling at the top of their lungs?" he growled as he sat up. His eyes fell on the woman looking up at him from the floor. "SHIT!" he yelled as he stared at Victoria. "What the hell are you doing here?" he sputtered.

"I could ask you the same thing!" she snapped back. She resolutely kept her eyes off of his bare chest. All that tanned skin, stretched over taunt muscles. She stood and backed away, until she came up against a wall.

He kept his eyes off her too. He looked around. "Have any idea why we're in a hotel room?" he asked, trying not to imagine her slender thighs about his hips.

"If I knew, I would tell you baka!" Victoria hissed as she crossed her arms over her chest. "Will not look at him, will not look at him." She took a deep breath and glanced around the room. Her eyes wisely avoided the rather large bed that Chris was still sitting on and fell on the dresser. She walked over to it and looked at the contents. Her face flamed with color when they landed on a box. She let out a gasp of air.

Chris turned his eyes to her when he heard her gasp. "What?" he asked as he got up and walked over to her.

She snatched the box up and hid it behind her back as she turned. She hadn't realized that he had been that close to her. "N…N…Nothing," she stuttered. Her face was still flaming.

He could see color flooding her face by the minute. He looked at her arms behind her back. "What's that?" he asked as he looked down at her.

Victoria made the effort to take a deep breath. She could feel the warmth of his skin. Her breasts were almost touching his bare chest. She shook her head wildly. "It's nothing! Really!" she said in a rush, but she couldn't move with him leaning over her a little.

Chris looked into her eyes. He could hear her breathing rapidly. He could smell the scent of the raspberry shampoo that she used as she shook her head, sending her golden hair tumbling about her shoulders. "What are you hiding behind your back, Victoria?" he asked again. If anything her face got even redder. "This is making me curious," he stated as he slid his hands behind her, trying to get a hold of whatever she was hiding.

She tightened her grip on the box as she felt his hands close over hers. She shook her head again. "Chris, let go," she said breathlessly as her body came into complete contact with his.

His fingers pried hers apart and grasped what she had been hiding. He pulled his hand from behind her and looked at the box. His mouth went dry and his eyes sprang to hers with an audible click. He dropped the box on the floor and backed up a few feet. "Uh…ummm," was all he could say. He felt some color rise to his cheeks as he looked over at her.

Victoria swallowed hard. "Happy?" she snapped as her face got even redder. She could see the color flooding his face. She could feel the knobs of the dresser pushing into her back. "You asked for it."

"I asked for it! What's that supposed to mean?" Chris shot back as he stared at her. "She looks cute in that, but don't even think about going there, although it is as tempting as hell." He closed his eyes, blocking her out in that white tank top and yellow striped boxers.

"You figure it out baka!" she gritted out. She walked over to the door and tried to unlock it. Nothing. "Oh no, please tell me it isn't what I think it is," she moaned under her breath as she yanked on the door again.

"Let me see," he said as he came over. He tried the door as well. He stared at it for a moment. "Shit! When I get my hands on them, I'm going to wring each and every one of their necks!" he growled.

"Wait in line, braid boy, your siblings are mine first," Victoria bit out as she turned to give him a death glare worthy of her father at him.

Chris glared right back. "Oh and since when did you get to kill my siblings?"

"Since now!" she pointed out angrily. "This is all your fault! You Maxwells are all alike! You're all the spawn of the devil!"

"Oh yeah! And when did Yuys become innocent little angels?" he bit out as he towered over her.

"I hate you!" Victoria fumed as she poked him hard in the chest.

"The feeling is likewise, ice princess!" Chris ground out with clenched teeth as he stared into her face.

"Stop calling me that, you jackass!" she yelled at him.

"Make me!" he yelled back.

Just then the stereo started to play and a song came resounding across the room. They both froze when they heard the lyrics.

Let me lick you up and down

Til you say stop

Let me play with your body babe

Make you real hot

Let me do all the things you want me to do

Cuz tonight baby I wanna get freaky with you

Baby don't you understand

I want be your nasty man

I want to make your body scream

And you will know just what I mean (you know what I mean)

24 carat gold

To warm the nights when you get cold

I wanna lick you up and down

And then I wanna lay you down

C'mon silk

Two pairs of blue eyes sprang together again at the steamy suggestive lyrics.

Let me lick you up and down

Til you say stop

Let me play with your body babe

Make you real hot

Let me do all the things you want me to do

Cuz tonight baby I wanna get freaky with you

I love the taste of whip cream

Spread it on don't be mean (baby don't be mean)

You know I can't resist you girl

I'll fly you all around the world (all around the world, oh baby)

I want to make your body drip

C'mon let me take a sip (c'mon, c'mon, c'mon)

Take off what you cherish most (c'mon, c'mon, come on baby)

Cuz when I brag I like to brag and boast

Victoria flushed to the roots of her hair. She dashed over to the stereo, trying frantically to turn it off.

Let me lick you up and down

Til you say stop

Let me play with your body babe

Make you real hot

Let me do all the things you want me to do

Cuz tonight baby I wanna get freaky with you

Chris felt his body flashing hot and cold. He ran over to help her turn it off. Hurried hands tried to turn it off, but it kept on playing. He had to get that song off because it was voicing exactly what was running thought his mind.

You, you, you, you

Oh you

You, you, you, you

Let me freak you

You, you, you, you

All of you

I want it, I want it

You, you, you, you

Oh you

You, you, you, you

Let me do you

Cuz tonight baby, I wanna get freaky with you

She tried to get his hands out of the way as their fingers combated for the stop button. Her face and his face were flaming.

Let me lick you up and down

Til you say stop

Let me play with your body babe

Make you real hot

Let me do all the things you want me to do

Cuz tonight baby I wanna get freaky with you

He finally pressed the stop button. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye. She was looking back at him.

She pushed him out of the way and took out the CD. On the top it was written, Veronica's Mixes. "I'm going to kill her!" she said through clenched teeth, trying to ignore the tension building in the air.

"Oh yeah, all my family's fault! Your siblings are as bad as mine!" Chris retorted as his eyes centered on her lips.

"At least their not the spawn of the devil" Victoria hissed at him as she dropped the CD on top of the stereo.

"Oh yeah!" he said as he pressed his nose against hers.

"Yeah!" she shot back, glaring at him.

In a split second, Chris grabbed her face in his hands and kissed her hard. The anger, the frustration, and the undeniable sexual attraction finally coming to boiling point. He thrust his tongue deep within her mouth, ignoring the fists pounding on his chest.

For a minute or two, Victoria fought it. She felt herself slipping into that sensual and passionate haze. "Fight it, fight it!" she screamed at herself. Then her fingers curled in his chest, as she fell into his arms.

His arms wrapped around her, bringing her tighter against him. His hands slid over her slim hips and down her sides, smoothing over her firm backside before picking her up with his lips locked with hers and carrying her over to the bed. He felt her legs hook around his waist as he carried her.

Her arms wrapped tight about his neck as he laid her down on the bed with him following. She felt like she was on fire from the inside out. She threaded her fingers through the chestnut hair at his nape as her tongue tangled with his.

Chris's hands started gliding under the sides of her tank top, feeling the silky smooth skin. His lips left hers to trail down her throat, gently sucking on her skin. His hands began to push the tank top inch by inch.

Victoria never felt like this before. He consumed her. Her greatest adversary, the man that she always claimed to hate, was driving her wild with the touch of his lips and his hands. Her hands found the end of his braid and pulled out the band that held it. The thick chestnut locks streaked with dark chocolate, spilled through her fingers.

His lips reached the neckline of her tank top. He outlined it with his tongue. He heard her whimper. He had gotten the tank top up under her breasts and with a swift tug, it landed on the floor. And then heated skin came into contact with more heated skin. He almost groaned from it.

She gasped when her shirt was removed and her breasts came to rest against the hard wall of his chest. She pulled his head back up to hers and ground her lips against his. Her feet slid up and down the backs of his legs.

Chris couldn't believe what was happening either. He had always wanted her like this, subconsciously and now, it was reality. He couldn't get enough of her mouth that had constantly cursed him and screamed at him. She was now sucking on his tongue. His hands slid up from her waist to her breasts, squeezing the plump mounds, and feeling the pale pink nipples harden against his palms. He tore his lips away from hers and looked into her face. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips rosy and wet.

Victoria opened her eyes to look up at him. His eyes were boring into hers with such heat and intensity. Her heart was pounding rapidly out of control and she felt a heaviness settling in her lower abdomen. She blinked once, not breaking their stare.

He could feel her heart pounding under his palm. Damn he wanted her. He could see the passion burning bright in her Prussian blue eyes. "I want you," he whispered as he traced her jaw with his finger.

Her lips curved up into a smile. "I can see that," she replied softly as she twirled a lock of his hair around her finger. "And I want you too," she said as she leaned up, pushing her other hand against his chest until he was lying on his back with her straddling his waist. "Who said you got to be on top?" she asked as she raked her nails down his chest.

Chris grinned up at her broadly. "Like being in control don't ya, babe?" he asked as his eyes traveled over her flesh. His hands settled on her thighs and slid up and down.

Victoria leaned down close to his face so that her hair brushed against his skin. "You should know a Yuy female won't be dominated by a Maxwell male," she said as she nipped his lips.

"Oh, we'll see about that," he said as rolled over and pinned her underneath him. "Looks like I win this round, baby," he said as he sealed his mouth against hers. His one hand held her pinned to the bed, while his other one worked down her boxers, leaving her in white lacy panties.

She was too shocked to even protest, but his lips covered hers again and all rational thought went out the window. She squirmed against him, wanting to feel more of his body against hers.

The movement of her body made him groan. He let go of her hands and began sliding down her body. His lips sucked moistly on her neck before moving down to her breasts. He nipped the pert buds gently before pulling them into his mouth.

"Oh God," Victoria gasped as she felt his hot mouth. A spear of heat shot down between her thighs. Her hands gripped his head, holding him against her.

He went lower, laving her flesh with his tongue. He could hear her whimpers. He smiled inwardly, thinking it ironic that he would be the one to make Victoria whimper with need. And he was going to make her, his. His ice princess. All his. He reached the edge of her panties. Unsure of her experience, he leaned up and looked into her eyes.

She looked at him dazedly, but instinctively knowing what he was asking with his eyes. She shook her head negatively, but with that notwithstanding she raised her foot and pushed his shoulder, forcing him lower. She gave him a sultry smile.

"Always do what the princess wants," Chris murmured as he kissed the lace. He was pleased that he would be the first one to touch her like this. She would be his absolutely. He felt her wetness seeping though and the incredible heat. He kissed her lightly before slowly sliding the panties down her legs and out of the way. He trailed kisses up the inside of her thighs before breathing against the golden curls.

"Chris," she whispered in a hazy voice. She could feel his hot breath wafting over her sensitive skin. Then she felt his lips, kissing, and his tongue stroking. She didn't imagine this either. An inferno was raging inside of her and building.

He could hear her whispering his name as he slid his tongue inside of her. He had never done this before, never really wanted to. But with her, he wanted to. He felt her hips arch as his tongue made slow forays into her body. Then he replaced his tongue with his fingers and sucked on that tiny nubbin of flesh.

Victoria shattered. "CHRISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!" she screamed at the top of her lungs.

He felt her clenching around his fingers. His erection was killing him. He removed his fingers, licking them off before shucking off his black boxers. He leaned up over her and pressed his lips against her forehead as he slowly slid inside her shuddering body.

"Oh God, Chris," she breathed as she felt him slide inside of her. She felt his hands under her shoulder blades and his harsh breathing against her forehead. Her fingers were clutching his shoulders, her nails digging into his resilient flesh.

He met that barrier. "I'm sorry, Victoria," he groaned, feeling the way that she fit him so rightly. He held her close before pushing hard through the resistance.

Victoria bit her lip as some pain washed through her. Her nails dug in harder, drawing blood. She buried her face against his neck.

Chris felt the sting of her nails, but not a sound from her. He looked down at her and saw her biting her lips. "It'll go away, I promise," he said apologetically. He kissed her lips.

"It better," she rasped out.

He grinned. He waited a moment for her to adjust to having him inside of her. Then with slow measured strokes began to move inside her. She felt so incredibly tight and wet. "God princess," he mouthed against her cheek.

Victoria whimpered as he moved. She wrapped her legs about his hips, arching her body to meet his. Her head fell back on the pillows, exposing her throat.

He kissed her neck as he went deeper inside of her, her strong legs pushing him in further and further. His lips met hers again in a passion filled kiss.

For her, she was slipping once again as the fires inside her raged and boiled. "Dammit, Chris, harder!" she hissed against his lips.

"If you want, baby!" Chris replied raggedly as he thrust harder and faster.

Her head fell back even more as the tension coiled deep inside of her. Then she went up in flames once again. "I LOVE YOU!" she yelled out loud as pleasure swam through her system.

His eyes widened in shock at her words. The pull of her body was too great for him and he came almost right after her. "VICTOOOORIIIIIIIIIIIIIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" he yelled out. He almost collapsed on top of her from exhaustion.

For a few moments the two young lovers breathed heavily against the others skin. He leaned up on one elbow to look at her. Her hair clung to her neck and face. He brushed it aside. He looked into her eyes that had come back to focus on him. "Do you mean it? Do you love me?" he asked.

Victoria gazed into his eyes. She saw hope in his eyes. "Yes, I love you, you braided baka," she said with a smile.

Chris grinned at her reply. "And you know what? I love you too," he said as he whisked as kiss across her lips. And then he brushed his nose against hers. It was something that he had always seen his parents do when they thought no one was watching.

Her eyes widened, but she closed them briefly as his nose brushed hers. She sensed that the action meant a lot to him. She leaned up and returned the gesture. She heard his sigh as they rubbed their noses together for a moment. She knew that he loved her. His eyes were too expressive for his own good.

He pulled the covers over them and pulled her against him. "You know you're still going to be my ice princess," he murmured into her hair.

"And you're still going to be the devil incarnate," she answered back as she traced her finger over the cross that he wore about his neck; similar to the one that each of his siblings and his father wore.

Chris chuckled at that. "Wouldn't want you to change," he said as he reached over and switched out the light. He pulled her close, his hands resting on her waist.

"You know, Chris, what's my father going to do to you when he finds out?" Victoria asked as her voice came through the darkness. She snuggled closer to him, listening to the steady rhythm of his heart. She closed her eyes.

Her father. Heero. Lots of pain. "OH SHIT!"

Hot! Hot! Out of control kind of hot! But there's always an aftermath…