Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Passions Victims ❯ Heated ( Chapter 2 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: scandalousbehavior 
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.02.2001 | Pages: 8 | Words: 8.8K | Visits: 343 | Status: Work In Progress
Anime/Manga: Gundam Wing Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 09.02.2001 | Pages: 8 | Words: 8.8K | Visits: 343 | Status: Work In Progress
AN: Sorry to those of you that were following two of my other GW stories (Denied Passions & Seasons Change) and my Digimon and Card Captor ones (Dreams Of Fate and Wings Of An Angel) but I won't be working on them until I finish this one and two others so I took them off. If you want to read them, for whatever reason go to my website, which is on my author's profile.
WARNING: NC-17, to those of you that means it has mature themes and sex in it.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Gundam Wing, only use the characters for entertainment.
Passions Victims
Chapter 2: Heated
Written by: Scandalous Behavior (scandalousbehavior@yahoo.com)
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A month since school had started and all the students of the University were in an uproar about the fact that it was October now and was still in the 80 degrees and higher. Really uncommon for this time of year and it seemed that it wasn't going to be going anyway anytime soon.
Ariel had to forgo wearing black because it got her way too over heated and decided to wear a cream tank top outlined in black threading work with denim shorts and black sandal-shoes. Her hair in a high ponytail that kept it off her neck and sunglasses permanently placed on her face. She had her c.d. player at her side, Rob Zombie filling her ears, as she made it to her next class that she shared with Trowa which was Renaissance History. It had amazed her how well Trowa was at history and had become a student teacher to their Professor O'Hara. The Professor was renown expert on that time period and called away to museums and such during the semester, so that was going to leave Trowa in charge.
Again it had been so time since she had seen Quatre and was getting the feeling that something else was going on that he wasn't telling her about. Going to the dorm that he lived at with Trowa didn't help since he was never there and she hadn't seen him really since the day she surprised him.
Ariel didn't know if Trowa knew what was going on but she was getting sick of waiting on him like some call girl. After her sophomore year when they became lovers, he was possessive in a good way of her but seemed to move further and further away from her since that year. They rarely made love, which didn't bother her that much since a relationship she have more than that in it but whenever she tried to talk to him it always turned into a make-out session.
Living in a dorm shared with Relena, who had Heero's undivided attention was wearying on her nerves. It was great that both her friends, since Hilde and Duo were still going strong, had devoted but independent at the same time boyfriends but why did Quatre have to be so cut off from her.
Entering her class, she took her normal seat in the middle of the U-shaped curve that surrounded the ground floor that the teacher taught from, along with a stage area with podium behind with a wide screen for video references.
"Another day, another heat wave." Trowa commented, sitting next to her.
"What? The great student-teacher doesn't get to teach today?" Ariel teased.
"Professor said that he'd handle things today."
"Finally gives you a break, huh, the slave driver."
Trowa chuckled and noticed that she took out her notebook that she kept notes on but it was filled with doodles instead of notes.
"Something been on your mind?" Trowa noted.
Ariel seemed surprised he would ask then noticed his eyes were on the notebook in front of her and she groaned.
"Thought I turned it to a clean page," she turned to a clean page of paper and put her pen on top so that when class started she was ready.
"Are you going to tell me what's up or do I have to guess?" Trowa persisted.
"It's nothing really, but well," Ariel saw the students of the class coming in more at a time, "have you noticed how absent Quatre has been?"
"As in comparison to how much he's never around before?"
"Like he's avoiding us?"
"I don't know if I would call it that but at times it seems he is trying to keep his other priorities separate from his day to day life and it makes it seem like he's hiding something."
"That just what I'm talking about, why does he think he needs to do that?"
"That's a question you should save for Quatre."
"How can I when I can never get a hold of him. I even tried calling Raberba's the other day and Raberba hasn't seen him in four days, even at the stock holders meetings that Quatre was supposed to go to."
That got a concerned look on Trowa's face.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"He's supposed to be at the practice today for the band, if he's there I'll call you and let you know what's up."
"Thank, Trowa, I don't know what I'd do without you."
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Hilde Schbeiker tapped the heel of sneakers on the cement ground, the sidewalk outside the University as she looked again down at the wristwatch that graced her left wrist and scowled.
Duo better have a damn good reason for being so late or he is a dead man, she thought angrily.
Running an agitated hand through her cropped blue-black waves of hair, she glanced over the top of her sunglasses her baby-blue eyes checking again for her Jeep Wrangler that she had lent Duo to do errands in and was supposed to be back a half an hour ago. She still had a couple things to do before she and Duo had the 'lunch' at her parent's house so they could meet him. She was dreading it but until she gave in, they had pestered her with constant phone calls, e-mails and dropping by St. Augustine and then her apartment that she moved into unexpectedly. So finally she gave in that they could meet Duo, who was so happy about it she thought she was going to be ill.
Suddenly around a corner, a very narrow corner came her Jeep with the devil's imp behind the wheel. She growled that if he scratched her car she was going to cut off his braid, slowly. Coming to a stop not two feet from where she stood and getting out with a bounce in his step, the imp known as Duo Maxwell grinned from ear to ear as he looked at his hostile girlfriend.
"Ah, come on, Hilde babe, I'm not that late." He leaned over and roamed his hand over her derrière pulling her up against his groin area with a wicked gleam in his violet-blue eyes as he rubbed against her, using her automatic responses to him to calm her down.
She pushed him away and glared.
"Don't think you're getting away with this that easily, Maxwell, you are a half an hour late and I still have things to do before we go to lunch at Hell's Gate," she told him, referring to her parent's home.
"It can't be that bad."
"You didn't grow up there, Mr. Rock Star, which by the way shocked them when I told them what your occupation was and that you intended to become the top paid one in the business and that is your only goal."
"Not my only goal," Duo protested, kissing her on the lips and then moving his mouth to her neck and caused her to melt into him, "I fully intend to get you in bed with me whenever I can."
"Good luck," she reluctantly pulled out of his reach, "cause I have things to do and you to dress."
"Sounds kinky."
She couldn't help but laugh as she took the car keys from him and they got in the Jeep.
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Trowa Barton was wondering to his dorm room after his History class that was right next to Quatre's, sharing a common room and bathroom with the blond. Opening his bedroom door, too emotionally overloaded to deal at the moment, he collapsed on his flannel comforter. Lying on his back, hands behind his head he stared at the ceiling without really seeing the ceiling. Deep in thought he wished he would stop dreaming and wishing about something he could never have.
He had broken it off with Cathy over a year ago, sensing that she knew there was something up with him. She'd be right too and he didn't want her to be wasting her time anymore with a guy that couldn't give her what she wanted.
Instead he was again like a lone wolf, like Heero had been even when he had been with Duo but before Relena who brought out the best in him. For a year and a half he wondered what was up with him. He got so thin-skinned that being around other people got on his nerves when he liked being around people.
Remembering back he would have to conclude that it started right around the time that Quatre started taking Ariel for granted. He wouldn't call her and was barely there for her and good, old Trowa filled in for his best friend when he knew that wasn't what he should have done. Ariel needed Quatre, not a fill in. It hadn't helped that she got so comfortable around him, more so he suspected than she was around Quatre at times, that she took a shower in his room and would come out clad only in a towel not really giving it a second thought about what it did to the lower part of an healthy males anatomy. Though he was supposed to be immune to Ariel, she was like a little sister and his best-friend and former lover's girl. He wasn't supposed to dream about having her under him calling out his name, instead of the many times he had heard her call out Quatre's name in the throws of passion in the past three years either in his room, her room or other rooms that they got to each other at.
It wasn't right of him to have these feelings and needs for Ariel, knew that she would never see him as anything but an protective older brother, he cursed his fate to always want people that weren't meant to be with him. First catching Quatre after the death of Marian, when Quatre was so drunk and so determined to loose himself in sex that Trowa had done the one thing he could think of at the time to get him out of his slump and that was to turn his Golden Boy into his lover. It had worked out fine, helped Quatre move on past the event that he had no control over even if he did blame himself for it. They were still best friends afterward, knowing deeper meanings to each other. Which was why he felt so wrong and guilty for lusting after Ariel like some thirteen year old caught in his first lust. Like forbidden fruit she was out of reach and he decided he just might as well wish for the moon because that was about how far out of reach she was for him.
Which made him mad that Quatre ignored her, put hurt in her eyes that made you want to take it away the second it was placed there and she made excuses for him. Duo had called her on that one but it irked him that she felt she had to. He was their band member, their friend and even they saw more of him than she did which made her so love-starved for him when she saw him between periods of time. Oh, he knew that Quatre loved with her, would always love Ariel, though he was beginning to wonder if he was still in love with her and he didn't think Quatre knew Ariel like he thought he did. She didn't go to him when she was hurt, needed cheering up or someone to talk to. She came to him.
She had even given up a chance to go to Harvard and study law like her father, really study and she had given it up so that she could be closer to a guy that acted like she was always going to be there for him no matter what happens because that was how it worked out during her sophomore and their senior year. If it had been different, Quatre would never have gotten Ariel without a fight. Trowa didn't think Quatre knew just how special and unique Ariel was and how many guys would jump at the chance to have her in their lives.
Trowa knew he would never get the chance to have Ariel like he wanted. It would betray Quatre and hurt Ariel, even if she would never admit it. Her feelings for Quatre ran deep, he was her real first love and even if he waited forever it was hopeless to think that would ever change.
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Wufei and Duo were already tuning things when Trowa and Heero showed up the next day for rehearsal at the apartment that Hilde and Duo were renting together. It was a few blocks from the University and had a lot of room made just to put the band's instruments there. Hilde had gone on a shopping trip with Relena for something leaving the five alone. Quatre arrived late in a tan suit and made the rest of them look at him, but say nothing deciding to practice first and ask questions later.
Setting everything to perfection they began and after five times trying the same song it was finally perfected the way that Duo always had to have them be. Two hours and forty-five minutes later. It was a song he was going to perform at the concert in two days that he would dedicate to Hilde, since it was their third year anniversary.
Third anniversary of the day I introduced that hot number to sex, Duo thought smugly and knew that Hilde would be embarrassed when she remembered the date, which he enjoyed. Embarrassing her, that is. She was so hard to embarrass being so blunt and irrational, then at other times too rational that it was difficult to embarrass her.
Duo noticed that Quatre wasn't all that into the whole band thing that much anymore, that none of them really saw him and when he had caught Trowa coming out of his room right before Duo had gone to the lunch with Hilde to her parent's. Trowa had asked if he had seen Quatre, Duo had shook his head and then said he had to go and he'd see Trowa later.
Trowa looked a little under the weather, too from what Duo's violet-blue eyes surveyed. Heero and Wufei seemed the only two not noticing, but then again both guys weren't much for letting their thoughts or emotions show unless they were around Relena or Sally.
"Where have you been, Q-man, we haven't seen you much?" Duo volunteered to ask what all of them were thinking.
"Completing tasks for my Father and taking classes has absorbed most of my time of late."
"Haven't been by to see Ariel?"
"Ariel knows how busy I get, she understands." Quatre assured.
"I hope she does since she seems to be so understanding," Trowa paused, "I thought that I'd take her out after our concert."
Duo had to blink, put a hand to ear as if checking to make sure he just heard what Trowa had just said. Even Heero and Wufei seemed a little interested in why Trowa would ask that.
"If she wants to."
Deciding that the topic needed to be changed, Duo was about to open his mouth when Heero spoke up first.
"How was the lunch, Duo?"
"Hilde made it seemed like I was entering the Lion's Den or something," Duo exclaimed, "it was fine. Her parents love me, thinks I'm perfect for Hilde and it doesn't matter that I'm not gonna be a doctor cause as soon as I told them that Maxwell Salvage And Restoring was my family, they were only too interested in me."
That left the topic turned to safer matters but it left the three guys that weren't in the Trowa/Quatre war wondering what was going on.
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Two days later it was still as hot, if not hotter than it had been and smoldering in the heat wasn't going to help when the guys would be under spotlights later that night. Ariel, Hilde, and Relena almost felt sorry for their boyfriends, but not quite.
The concert was supposed to be the big music event of the season on campus, so everyone was going to be there all the more reason for Hilde to make Ariel and Lena shop with her so that they got the most revealing but cooling outfits for the concert.
"Cause who knows, one of us just might get lucky." Hilde had winked at them when picking out the outfits, as the girls knew from three years of experience that shopping with the girl that it was easier on them to just let her do the shopping while they did the trying on.
"Couldn't I wear something more me," Relena pleaded with Hilde about the outfit that the Clothes Diva had proclaimed as perfect for the sandy-blond.
Hilde had put her foot down and so both Relena and Ariel were stuck with outfits that were called 'Hilde Creations'.
Getting through class, her math and Physics class were both on Fridays much to her regret, Ariel had to have relief clear in her face that she was glad to be out of the classes where everyone stuck due to the perspiration and heat caused sticking of the wooden seats.
Taking a leisurely walk down the hall she caught sight of Mariemaia by her red hair with some guy that shocked Ariel to see. Treize Khushrenada. Seeming to freeze on the spot so stood there and it wasn't until she felt the tap on her shoulder, then saw the sun reflected shadow of Wufei did she shake herself out of it.
"Is something wrong, Ariel?" Wufei addressed, taking in her pale complexion.
"I saw Treize," Ariel whispered.
"Khushrenada here?"
"With his sister, Mariemaia who's been around Quatre."
"Did you see him just now?"
Nodding, Ariel looked to see Wufei look dead serious.
"I thought that guy couldn't get into a school?"
"I thought that as well."
Wufei didn't waste anytime telling the other guys, minus Quatre who they couldn't get a hold of. All of them agreed to keep a watch on him and not let him get to any of them, especially around Relena and Ariel.
The concert was being held outside in the main courtyard, which was about as big as a football field and a half big enough for the platform stage, putting up Chinese lanterns on wires hung from windows and strung to other windows. Loud speakers were set up, sound checks were being done around five in which Ariel showed up to go over things with Duo. Already dressed in the outfit she intended to wear, she got guys eyes following her over the courtyard.
It was shorts that were really short but not as short as some, covering up her buttocks. Black, with a huge belt that was part of the shorts that came around the front only and seemed to cover more than half of the front of the shorts with silver studs all over the belt like stars, with a dark grey spaghetti strapped mid-drift shirt that was diagonally cut so that it showed more skin on her right side by the way it was cut and it also had silver studs outlining the neck line. On her arms were black fingerless gloves and her hair was in a French with all her hair in ten thick braids. In her ears were silver hoops that almost touched her shoulders.
"So, hot stuff," Duo complimented, "how about we do your sound check?"
"If it's alright with this crew," Ariel asked the guys that were up for the first band that was opening all of who nodded vigorously, "okay, hit it."
The music started and she tapped her gray suede ankle boot, her hips going with the movement.
'You used to say that I was special
Everything was right
But now you think I'm wearing too much make-up
That my dress is too tight
You got no reasons to be jealous
I've never been untrue
So does it really matter if they're looking
I'm only looking at you
You should never try to change me
I can be nobody else
And I like the way I am
What you see is what you get
This is me, hey you
If you want me, don't forget
You should take me as I am
'Cause I can promise you
Baby, what you see is what you get
I know you watch me when I'm dancin'
When I party with me friends
I can feel your eyes on my back, baby
I can't have no chains around me, baby can't you see
I could be anything you dream of, but I gotta feel free
You should never try to change me
I can be nobody else
And I like the way I am
What you see is what you get
This is me, hey you
If you want me, don't forget
You should take me as I am
'Cause I can promise you
Baby, what you see is what you get
You should never try to change me
I can be nobody else
Believe me, you'll be looking for trouble if you hurt me
I can promise you, you'll be looking for trouble
Believe me, yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you see is what you get
This is me, hey you
If you want me, don't forget
You should take me as I am
'Cause I can promise you
Baby, what you see is what you get'
The song ended and she grinned at how well it went, she heard clapping and not realizing she had an audience yet she saw the whistles and claps coming from on the ground by Hilde, Trowa, and Noin. Haven't seen the older girl in a while she tossed the microphone to Duo and jumped off the four feet high stage, to be caught by Trowa who cursed at her doing that.
"And if you broke your ankle?" Trowa preached to her.
"Oh, lighten up, Trowa she is agile enough to handle that simple jump," Noin scolded the younger man, "how are you, Ariel, you sang perfectly."
"Thanks," Ariel beamed, "I try, Duo thought it would be good to let me try singing again to take the pressure off of things."
"Everything okay?" Noin wondered.
"Peachy. So where's the rest of the band?"
"Hiding out afraid you'll upstage us." Duo chimed in and got Hilde's death glare.
"Where's Zechs?"
"Talking to Heero," Hilde volunteered, "you know how those guys all get like there isn't a brain among them."
"Hey!" Duo protested.
That made them all laugh.
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The concert started three hours later, now that the Professors were gone and the courtyard was filled with the student body. Ariel stood with Hilde, now in a blue dress with the sides of the dress right above her hips the material was gone in a V-shape area on both sides leaving only three inches of material connecting it still as a long piece dress in front and back. Relena's outfit was a tube top of pale pink with a dark pink micro-mini skirt, her hair in a high ponytail with all the hair curled to come down and frame her head and face. Relena showed up with Heero, both a little flushed that Hilde looked at Ariel.
"Told you somebody was going to get lucky." Hilde implied to Relena and Heero's states.
"You are so bad." Ariel laughed.
"True," Hilde bragged, "and Duo loves it about me."
Ariel was moving with music as it started with a good beat that Hilde led her to floor, which was just the quad grass and they danced to the movement of the music. Un-noticed to both of them was Treize against the English building, taking in the freedom the girls felt they had. Treize saw Quatre go into the Math building where all the acts that were being played, with GW as the main band, got dressed and ready at. A musing smile on his lips as he knew what waited for him inside that building.
Being able to be back in school, actually attend a University had been the way money talks to the University donations department. His younger sister was making herself useful to Quatre Winner and Treize wondered if his little girlfriend knew where her boyfriend was all the time, when he obviously wasn't with her. Mariemaia had an essence to her that made her very irresistible to men, but she had the nerve to actually tell him to leave Quatre alone when he was responsible just as that Catalonia bitch had been to almost permanently fuck over his life.
His business still wasn't finished with that number Quatre had taken from him, now on her own thanks to her boyfriend's attraction to his red headed sister. Things were about to get interesting, just the way he liked them.
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Quatre Winner questioned why he let this go as far as it had, when he knew the repercussions would hurt the person he loved. The person that made him realize that he could love again but was now the person he wasn't in love with, even if he did love her. He knew he always would, it was just the way Ariel was. True what they had been through was something that made them come together and need each other on a big level but he knew that he needed more than that, that she would need more since Ariel wasn't a person that should be neglected like he couldn't help but do and didn't call it when Trowa was filling in for him. He realized his best friend was beginning to wonder what was going on and he honestly wished he could tell them, but how could he when he didn't understand it himself. Quatre knew that Trowa would always be there for Ariel, even if that thought hurt to admit since she was the first girl he truly loved.
Now he opened the door to the band changing room and could feel the change in the room as he heard the lock on the door click in place then the hands that had gotten to him so well, knew every inch of him in these past weeks, touched him.
He turned into the arms of Mariemaia Khushrenada, a goddess of pleasure and sensation that would fit into his molding the way even he knew Ariel never could. He had a different way of thinking and wanting in himself that he could never express with Ariel, that had finally caught up with him with this red headed hoyden.
Her clever fingers came down to the dark blue leather pants to clung to him like a second skin and kneaded the balls that she knew were there with all the care and sensitivity of an accomplished seductress. Closing her licked to moistness lips over his mouth as she unbuttoned the pants and took him into her warm-cold contrast hand.
"You seem ready." She nipped his lips as he tightened his hold, almost roughly on her petite shoulders.
"And you like that don't you?"
She only smiled, like a cat that caught the canary and pushed her flimsy skirt off her hips to reveal the auburn-fire thatch of her sex already glistening with her obvious impatience. She never wore underwear a trait he picked up, she adjusted her body on his, her skin rubbing against the texture of his pants the oily folds of them over working her already maximum feeling between her thighs and with the resourcefulness of a girl used to getting what she wanted, she climbed up his taller, leaner stature and planted herself on the rigid erection that entered her without any further foreplay. Balancing herself on his shoulders, she rocked back and forth on him, her legs twisted over his own letting him come in and out and help with the force by the power of his legs and hips making him sink deeper into her until she rode him fiercely and came over him, his mouth on her clothed breast and licked it again and again, knowing how sensitive they were for her till she continued to squeeze and make him come with her, filling her with sperm to drip over her cunt, as he pulled out.
"Think you can get through the concert to wait for seconds," she asked, a finger lingering over his dick and raising her fingers to her lips to lick off some excess liquid.
"You'll have to wait and see, won't you?"
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Quatre came out the dressing room in the same outfit though now with the gold shirt that all of the guys were wearing. Out into the loud music and different color lights from the Chinese lanterns, he spotted the band waiting next to Ariel, Relena, Sally, and Noin, who was with Zechs.
Not wanting to speak with Ariel, especially when he had just done what he did, he stayed out of line of sight until the band's name was called by Hilde's loud voice to get on stage. He saw the fleeting look of happiness then worry in Ariel's soulful eyes, that he always thought were the way to understand what was going on behind the mask she wore.
He even caught Trowa staring at Ariel and suppressed the urge to knock his best friend to the ground for it. Who was he to deny what his friend wanted when he didn't want Ariel that way anymore, when she would be happy with Trowa, who he would be more willing to see her with than anyone else. At one time a long time ago he even thought they should have been the ones together, so perfect was their understanding for one another.
Duo spoke into the microphone, with the usual one, two, three countdown as the music started and he was obvious in his intent on what the first song was going to be.
'She rolls the window down
And she
Talks over the sound
Of the cars that pass us by
And I don't know why
But she's changed my mind
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
She was the one to hold me
The night
The sky fell down
And what was I thinking when
The world didn't end
Why didn't I know what I know now
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
Right now
Face to face
All my fears
Pushed aside
And right now
I'm ready to spend the rest of my life
With you
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl'
Duo finished it and saw Hilde on the sidelines, grinning at him.
"That was dedicated to my beautiful girlfriend, Hilde Schbeiker for our 3 year anniversary today," Duo stopped and glanced to see if it clicked and it did as she turned pink with embarrassment, with promise in her eyes to get him back.
Hilde stepped off the stage, Ariel saw the blush and then it hit her just what the anniversary was. The unconventional anniversary that fit Duo's personal way of looking at things.
Ariel hid her laughter as Hilde had a serious gleam in his eyes.
"I take it you know." Hilde concluded at Ariel's failing attempt to stop smiling, as the band started their next song.
"Let's just say, it's just like Duo to think that was important to celebrate," Ariel told Hilde, "Duo wouldn't be Duo if he didn't."
"Sometimes he surprises even me."
"A perfect boyfriend, keeps you on your toes."
Hilde saw the longing in her best friend's face and guessed it had to do with Quatre.
"Rie, if you want to get your boyfriend back to you don't you think you should talk to him?"
Ariel scoffed, "How with the man is avoiding me?"
"Then make him talk, corner him. You're not brainless, Rie, think."
"You're right, Hil. But I don't want to do it tonight."
"You don't have to, just do it soon, Rie. You look like you haven't slept in days and Relena says you stay up writing and typing for all hours."
"Traitor." Ariel pronounced.
"She just wants you to be happy and if Quatre isn't making you happy then maybe you guys should think about what would make you happy. You have other people that would like to be that close to you, if you would only open your eyes."
"What are you talking about?"
"It's not for me to say. Just think on it, promise, Rie?"
"Yeah, I promise."
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Ariel didn't wait for one of the guys to walk to her to her dorm room, which she had been told to do by both Zechs and Heero because of Treize on campus but she wasn't in the mood to listen to other people lecture and give advise to her on what to do about her dwindling relationship.
Walking down the Math corridor, which was left open just to get out of the night air she heard sounds coming from one of the dressing rooms and peeked around the corner to make sure nothing was wrong. What she saw got to her as nothing else could have.
In plain sight for her to see was her boyfriend cheating on her with Mariemaia Khushrenada, both naked and Mariemaia ridding his body on the floor of the dressing room like he was a prim stud to service her. She backed away from the door, shocked and betrayed that once again in her life another guy had made her trust him and turned that trust against her. Not paying attention she ran into the brick wall of the other side of the hallway, touching the icy brick in her grasping hands she traveled down the hallway to get as far from what she had seen as possible.
A hand came to her stomach as she stumbled away, realizing that all the times she had called tried to get in contact with him he had been with Mariemaia. She had fooled herself into thinking because of that day when she first met the girl coming in the room, she had caught sight of something more in her eyes like a heat when now she thought about it they came to be together in the room she had been in. That was what had surprised him, because he had almost gotten caught not her being there.
Breathing in and out, she stood up with the straight spine of a girl that had been through it before, though that relationship hadn't gone as far as her and Quatre's had, and she would survive it. She had before and was stronger for it. Ariel would do it again. With that in mind, although her mind was crying out in agony and pain, she went towards her dorm.
Just as she was to enter the large non-coed red brick building she felt a strong hand come over her mouth and an arm around her waist. Keeping her from screaming, but she had learned long ago that this was any easy position to get out of. She bite down hard, just enough to draw blood and have the hand retract from her face, she put all the power she could muster into her arm and shoved her elbow into a sharp stab into his stomach, though he moved at the last instant seeming to expect this and jerked the arm behind her back and pushed up, in a very painful position for her arm to be in. When she kicked at his feet, she managed to get his right leg entangled with her own and sent them both to the ground onto the grass, though she didn't plan it and hit her head against the side of the building. Making her vision blur and fade a bit as she saw another shadow come into the picture followed by a calming voice.
"Ariel," Trowa spoke softly, "Ariel?"
Rubbing the back of her head, she sat up to have him steady her with his hands on her shoulders from his kneeling position.
"Did you see what happened?" she managed to get out.
"All I saw was a shadow," Trowa told her as he picked her up gingerly.
"I can walk you know."
Trowa looked down at the little independent spitfire in his arms and realized that she probably could but he didn't count on it considering the bump to her head.
"Sure you can, but I'm going to make sure you can when you get into your room so just relax, Ariel."
"I'm not in the mood to play damsel in distress, Sir Trowa." Ariel complained as he got into the elevator and pushed the third floor button.
"Then don't. I won't tell anyone you weren't gracious."
"How chivalrous of you."
The metal doors opened and he took the key she still had in her hand out to unlock her door and close it behind them, setting her on the feminine bed.
"Since when do you know where I live?"
"Relena's right next door, how could I not?"
Ariel sat up, wiping at her mouth and as Trowa stood there he realized it was blood on her mouth.
"You bit him?" he went to the bathroom and wet a cloth he found next to the sink, bringing it back to her and hanging it over.
"You think I'd let some guy man-handle me without fighting back? Not a New Yorker girl. Self defense is a must."
Trowa only smiled as she sat up, wincing and he took the cloth away when she was done to put it back in the bathroom.
"Did we tell you to wait for someone to walk you to your dorm?" Trowa started, as he sat beside her on the bed.
"Don't start, Professor Barton," Ariel exhaustedly informed him, "I don't want to hear it. I didn't want to and I found out more than I wanted."
Trowa glanced at her bowed head and lifted it up with his left hand.
"What do you mean by that?"
Ariel blinked back the tears that threatened to overflow her eyes, not in time to keep them from Trowa who touched her face as one escaped.
"What happened? Is it about the attack?"
Shaking her head she swallowed hard.
"No not that," Ariel moved to sit straight, "I rather not talk about it right now."
"I'm not leaving till you tell me."
Ariel glared at him.
"Since when are you my warden, do I have to tell you everything?"
"You do anyways so why should now be any different?"
Ariel sighed, too tired to argue with the handsome green-eyed man.
"I saw Quatre," she choked on the words, "with another woman."
Trowa's eyebrows lifted in surprise as he went to comfort her but she pulled away from his touch.
"No, don't touch me," she begged, "I can't handle anything else right now. It's still in my head."
"What did you see, Ariel?"
"Did I say I didn't want to talk about it?"
"You won't be able to get some rest or think about anything else until you get it off your chest, so why not tell me?" Trowa urged.
"I was walking, to clear my head and I saw a light in one of the rooms, so I peeked," Ariel let her hair fall into her face, as she had taken out the braids while she had walked so her hair was in a mass of waves caused by the braids, "to make sure that nothing was wrong, that someone just forgot to turn off the lights and I saw it. Quatre with Mariemaia," Ariel's voice became bitter, "doing it right there on the floor. No wonder he doesn't come around me anymore he's screwing that red headed Khushrenada girl."
Trowa could only stare, not at her but at the wall as if to think where he was going to beat Quatre first. He knew something had been up with Quatre but he didn't expect him to be cheating on Ariel, never that. Quatre cared too much, or he thought he had to do that to her. With Mariemaia of all people when she was most likely using him for Treize's purposes though Lord knew what his twisted mind was up to now.
"Ariel, I…" Trowa started, seeing her silently crying the tears flowing down her face like small streams and he pulled her into his arms, holding her as she cried into his shoulder. Her tears melting into his gold concert shirt from the heat of his body and the room.
The sobs raked her body like claws of grief that all he could do was hold her body against him as she let it all out. When she pulled away, wiping at her eyes like a little kid, he smiled down at her.
"You've had a pretty traumatized day, my Dark Angel. Why don't you sleep, tomorrow's Saturday and I'm sure the Saturday session of our class won't be too interesting," he reasoned, as she looked at him with her cloudy gray eyes.
"Trowa," she touched his face causing him to start, "stay with me."
"I can't."
"Please? I know it's a lot to ask but.."
Sensing her inner need and how selfish he was being just because of how much he wanted her, he nodded.
"Sure, Ariel."
Sighing, she got to her feet still feeling a little off balance and headed to her bathroom to get her nightclothes. Pulling off the outfit she swore she'd never wear again and tossing it into the hamper she pulled on the black mid-thigh long shirt with mushrooms all over it and brushed her hair, feeling a little better.
Coming back into her room, she saw he took off his shirt and she almost caught herself wondering when he had time to work out. The muscle of his pectorals so well defined but not overly done that she had to remember that this was one of her best friends, not some guy on the beach. Telling herself it was her overloaded emotions she climbed under her covers, pulling them back so that Trowa got in her Queen sized bed that was almost too small for his taller frame. Lying down next to her, she moved closer to him and felt his arm under the blanket circle her waist and keep her close to him.
It wasn't long until she was sound asleep.
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Trowa wondered if this was some torment test that he had to go through because he lusted after his best girl friend. She was his friend three years before anyone else knew her; he had known her since she was thirteen just starting to become the beauty that she was now.
Sleeping next to her was pure torture, like having a thousand needles pricking your skin all at the same time. Her breathing, the rise and fall of her perfectly rounded breasts, the feel of her female curves against him in all the right places. Or the wrong places considering how much the groin area of his body ached.
It was almost two in the morning, the sun was still low and the room wasn't as hot as it had because while Ariel had been in the bathroom earlier he had opened two of her bedroom windows to get some air in the hot room.
Twisting in her sleep, her body laid even more against his, causing him to inhale sharply as she rolled over so that her breasts were against his chest.
Although for years he had been really attracted to males, in fact his first lover had been male, he only started liking women in the past couple years. Cathrine had gotten him to experience things and when they were over, his feelings all went towards the little angel lying in bed next to him without a clue to how he really felt for her. Which was another thing he knew why he should get up now that she was fast asleep but him leaving wouldn't help her chaotic feelings at the moment.
As if to sense his change in that he was no longer asleep, Ariel woke up with the flicking flutter of her eyelids opening and looking at him.
"If you're not comfortable I can move." She told him sleepily.
"No, that's okay."
"You make a good pillow, I forgot."
Trowa smiled, as he remembered the last time she had slept with him back in high school when she had been too tired to go to her room so she slept in one of his t-shirts.
"You are too good a friend, Tro."
Trowa groaned at her having to keep mentioning how good he was when his mind was thinking very 'ungood' thoughts. When all of a sudden things changed in an instant when he felt her caress his lips with her own. As he looked at her, now wide-eyed to tell him she knew what she had just done.
Still wide-eyed, she watched him bow his head towards hers, his mouth warm and indulgently patient as it moved over hers; each suckling caress was given with a tender invitation for her to respond, for her to part her lips and share the pleasure of the moment.
And it would just be for a moment, she thought. Letting him seduce her would be ending their relationship as just close best friends to move onto more, forever changing what they were to each other.
Her hands clung to his shoulders, as she lifted up, intending to push him away and keep their friendship, as it was, just that, but somewhere between a caress and a whimper made the fine line between what was outrageously wrong and what was instinctively right seemed to become blurred.
Her conscience lost whatever final chance it might have had to save her as she leaned fully into his heat and felt the thrill of desire burst like a flame deep down inside of her. She heard him acknowledge her giving over with a low groan and felt his hands shift down to circle her waist, pull her closer, almost lifting her onto his body while his tongue began to plunge boldly, deeply into her mouth.
At the first shy flicker of her tongue in his mouth his body hardened and all he could think about was plunging himself inside her, feeling her body tighten and shiver around him.
Needing to get the clothes, the barrier keeping them from fully exploring each other, off he pulled at the hem of her shirt and sent it over her and off the edge of the bed, moving her leg over one of his legs and slid the edge of her underwear off pulling her breasts, now free of all confining rubbed against his chest, the underwear disappeared in the covers somewhere as she now rested half-on half-off his body. He bowed his head again, moving her up his body capturing a hard-peaked nipple and drawing as much of the silky flesh into his mouth as her cries of pleasure would bear. At the same time, he skimmed his hands down the satiny length of her thighs, parting them slightly, using his one hand to remove his pants and underwear hastily, then fitting her over the bulge of his groin as she could feel exactly how much he wanted her, how much she had affected him. She now straddled his erection, taut from the red curls that surrounded his sex organ that had to be more than what Quatre had but not by much. The covers slid away to end up at the bottom of the bed.
Ariel's newfound rashness almost faltered when she felt his hands move her so that he rolled her over onto her back in the flat sheets of her bed with him over her. It all but deserted her entirely when his weight settled between her thighs and his erection strain of flesh began to push forward. The first thrust was bold and startled her so completely by its depth and fullness that she did not have the breath to cry out. He was too big and she felt a clutch of fear as he began to thrust hard and deep, seeming all of a sudden to fit the contrasts of their bodies. His hands even plunged beneath her hips to angle her higher on each stroke, she had no choice but to move with him, to reach down and hold fast to the rapid rise and fall of his hips to arch herself upward that she might be more easily able to bear the force of each thrust.
Her first orgasm took her by surprise, bursting like a sudden flaring heat throughout her body. She gasped and stiffened beneath him when the wave passed her flesh was still tight around him, gripping him with an eagerness that had become acutely sensitive to the movement of flesh. She tried, through half-hearted pleas, to pull him harder and deeper inside, and he obliged her every cry, shifting his hands, his hips, his body to chase after each spasm, groaning when her pleasure brought her rising desperation.
A moan, involuntary, marked more sensation for Trowa as well. Feeling her squeeze around him, hearing her awe and disbelief as each wave was prolonged beyond any limit, he had to fight to catch his breath. It was not supposed to happen like this, to feel so out of control. His body was one massive raw nerve being teased and tormented by muscles so tight and wet and greedy he could feel the effects tingling to his toes. He couldn't help his lack of finesse, not when she was beginning to shiver around him again, her cries in his ears. Not when her hands, her body was begging him, urging, demanding more.
She was shuddering, shivering, squeezing him in a constantly moving sheath, he groaned from the pressure, his passion swept through him with the power of a strong wind. His body arched with one final thrust, the ecstasy was savage and white-hot as he came with her.
Laying exhausted in her bed, moving off of her Ariel felt her eyelids close again, as her body sought out his heat and laid her head on his chest.
It was along time before Trowa slept, wondering about what they had just done.
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To disclaim the songs I used, the first is by Britney Spears (hey, I know a lot of you don't like her but the lyrics are good in that song) called What U See. The second is Crazy For This Girl by Evan and Jaron.
Wasn't I a very very bad girl, to make all these very interesting things happen? Just wait it gets better plus a Heero/Relena and Duo/Hilde pairing in the next chapter as well. Might as well write while I can.
~Scandalous~
May 10-11, 2001
Reviewing Is: Letting you express your opinion, so why not do it?
WARNING: NC-17, to those of you that means it has mature themes and sex in it.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Gundam Wing, only use the characters for entertainment.
Passions Victims
Chapter 2: Heated
Written by: Scandalous Behavior (scandalousbehavior@yahoo.com)
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A month since school had started and all the students of the University were in an uproar about the fact that it was October now and was still in the 80 degrees and higher. Really uncommon for this time of year and it seemed that it wasn't going to be going anyway anytime soon.
Ariel had to forgo wearing black because it got her way too over heated and decided to wear a cream tank top outlined in black threading work with denim shorts and black sandal-shoes. Her hair in a high ponytail that kept it off her neck and sunglasses permanently placed on her face. She had her c.d. player at her side, Rob Zombie filling her ears, as she made it to her next class that she shared with Trowa which was Renaissance History. It had amazed her how well Trowa was at history and had become a student teacher to their Professor O'Hara. The Professor was renown expert on that time period and called away to museums and such during the semester, so that was going to leave Trowa in charge.
Again it had been so time since she had seen Quatre and was getting the feeling that something else was going on that he wasn't telling her about. Going to the dorm that he lived at with Trowa didn't help since he was never there and she hadn't seen him really since the day she surprised him.
Ariel didn't know if Trowa knew what was going on but she was getting sick of waiting on him like some call girl. After her sophomore year when they became lovers, he was possessive in a good way of her but seemed to move further and further away from her since that year. They rarely made love, which didn't bother her that much since a relationship she have more than that in it but whenever she tried to talk to him it always turned into a make-out session.
Living in a dorm shared with Relena, who had Heero's undivided attention was wearying on her nerves. It was great that both her friends, since Hilde and Duo were still going strong, had devoted but independent at the same time boyfriends but why did Quatre have to be so cut off from her.
Entering her class, she took her normal seat in the middle of the U-shaped curve that surrounded the ground floor that the teacher taught from, along with a stage area with podium behind with a wide screen for video references.
"Another day, another heat wave." Trowa commented, sitting next to her.
"What? The great student-teacher doesn't get to teach today?" Ariel teased.
"Professor said that he'd handle things today."
"Finally gives you a break, huh, the slave driver."
Trowa chuckled and noticed that she took out her notebook that she kept notes on but it was filled with doodles instead of notes.
"Something been on your mind?" Trowa noted.
Ariel seemed surprised he would ask then noticed his eyes were on the notebook in front of her and she groaned.
"Thought I turned it to a clean page," she turned to a clean page of paper and put her pen on top so that when class started she was ready.
"Are you going to tell me what's up or do I have to guess?" Trowa persisted.
"It's nothing really, but well," Ariel saw the students of the class coming in more at a time, "have you noticed how absent Quatre has been?"
"As in comparison to how much he's never around before?"
"Like he's avoiding us?"
"I don't know if I would call it that but at times it seems he is trying to keep his other priorities separate from his day to day life and it makes it seem like he's hiding something."
"That just what I'm talking about, why does he think he needs to do that?"
"That's a question you should save for Quatre."
"How can I when I can never get a hold of him. I even tried calling Raberba's the other day and Raberba hasn't seen him in four days, even at the stock holders meetings that Quatre was supposed to go to."
That got a concerned look on Trowa's face.
"Are you sure?"
"Positive."
"He's supposed to be at the practice today for the band, if he's there I'll call you and let you know what's up."
"Thank, Trowa, I don't know what I'd do without you."
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Hilde Schbeiker tapped the heel of sneakers on the cement ground, the sidewalk outside the University as she looked again down at the wristwatch that graced her left wrist and scowled.
Duo better have a damn good reason for being so late or he is a dead man, she thought angrily.
Running an agitated hand through her cropped blue-black waves of hair, she glanced over the top of her sunglasses her baby-blue eyes checking again for her Jeep Wrangler that she had lent Duo to do errands in and was supposed to be back a half an hour ago. She still had a couple things to do before she and Duo had the 'lunch' at her parent's house so they could meet him. She was dreading it but until she gave in, they had pestered her with constant phone calls, e-mails and dropping by St. Augustine and then her apartment that she moved into unexpectedly. So finally she gave in that they could meet Duo, who was so happy about it she thought she was going to be ill.
Suddenly around a corner, a very narrow corner came her Jeep with the devil's imp behind the wheel. She growled that if he scratched her car she was going to cut off his braid, slowly. Coming to a stop not two feet from where she stood and getting out with a bounce in his step, the imp known as Duo Maxwell grinned from ear to ear as he looked at his hostile girlfriend.
"Ah, come on, Hilde babe, I'm not that late." He leaned over and roamed his hand over her derrière pulling her up against his groin area with a wicked gleam in his violet-blue eyes as he rubbed against her, using her automatic responses to him to calm her down.
She pushed him away and glared.
"Don't think you're getting away with this that easily, Maxwell, you are a half an hour late and I still have things to do before we go to lunch at Hell's Gate," she told him, referring to her parent's home.
"It can't be that bad."
"You didn't grow up there, Mr. Rock Star, which by the way shocked them when I told them what your occupation was and that you intended to become the top paid one in the business and that is your only goal."
"Not my only goal," Duo protested, kissing her on the lips and then moving his mouth to her neck and caused her to melt into him, "I fully intend to get you in bed with me whenever I can."
"Good luck," she reluctantly pulled out of his reach, "cause I have things to do and you to dress."
"Sounds kinky."
She couldn't help but laugh as she took the car keys from him and they got in the Jeep.
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Trowa Barton was wondering to his dorm room after his History class that was right next to Quatre's, sharing a common room and bathroom with the blond. Opening his bedroom door, too emotionally overloaded to deal at the moment, he collapsed on his flannel comforter. Lying on his back, hands behind his head he stared at the ceiling without really seeing the ceiling. Deep in thought he wished he would stop dreaming and wishing about something he could never have.
He had broken it off with Cathy over a year ago, sensing that she knew there was something up with him. She'd be right too and he didn't want her to be wasting her time anymore with a guy that couldn't give her what she wanted.
Instead he was again like a lone wolf, like Heero had been even when he had been with Duo but before Relena who brought out the best in him. For a year and a half he wondered what was up with him. He got so thin-skinned that being around other people got on his nerves when he liked being around people.
Remembering back he would have to conclude that it started right around the time that Quatre started taking Ariel for granted. He wouldn't call her and was barely there for her and good, old Trowa filled in for his best friend when he knew that wasn't what he should have done. Ariel needed Quatre, not a fill in. It hadn't helped that she got so comfortable around him, more so he suspected than she was around Quatre at times, that she took a shower in his room and would come out clad only in a towel not really giving it a second thought about what it did to the lower part of an healthy males anatomy. Though he was supposed to be immune to Ariel, she was like a little sister and his best-friend and former lover's girl. He wasn't supposed to dream about having her under him calling out his name, instead of the many times he had heard her call out Quatre's name in the throws of passion in the past three years either in his room, her room or other rooms that they got to each other at.
It wasn't right of him to have these feelings and needs for Ariel, knew that she would never see him as anything but an protective older brother, he cursed his fate to always want people that weren't meant to be with him. First catching Quatre after the death of Marian, when Quatre was so drunk and so determined to loose himself in sex that Trowa had done the one thing he could think of at the time to get him out of his slump and that was to turn his Golden Boy into his lover. It had worked out fine, helped Quatre move on past the event that he had no control over even if he did blame himself for it. They were still best friends afterward, knowing deeper meanings to each other. Which was why he felt so wrong and guilty for lusting after Ariel like some thirteen year old caught in his first lust. Like forbidden fruit she was out of reach and he decided he just might as well wish for the moon because that was about how far out of reach she was for him.
Which made him mad that Quatre ignored her, put hurt in her eyes that made you want to take it away the second it was placed there and she made excuses for him. Duo had called her on that one but it irked him that she felt she had to. He was their band member, their friend and even they saw more of him than she did which made her so love-starved for him when she saw him between periods of time. Oh, he knew that Quatre loved with her, would always love Ariel, though he was beginning to wonder if he was still in love with her and he didn't think Quatre knew Ariel like he thought he did. She didn't go to him when she was hurt, needed cheering up or someone to talk to. She came to him.
She had even given up a chance to go to Harvard and study law like her father, really study and she had given it up so that she could be closer to a guy that acted like she was always going to be there for him no matter what happens because that was how it worked out during her sophomore and their senior year. If it had been different, Quatre would never have gotten Ariel without a fight. Trowa didn't think Quatre knew just how special and unique Ariel was and how many guys would jump at the chance to have her in their lives.
Trowa knew he would never get the chance to have Ariel like he wanted. It would betray Quatre and hurt Ariel, even if she would never admit it. Her feelings for Quatre ran deep, he was her real first love and even if he waited forever it was hopeless to think that would ever change.
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Wufei and Duo were already tuning things when Trowa and Heero showed up the next day for rehearsal at the apartment that Hilde and Duo were renting together. It was a few blocks from the University and had a lot of room made just to put the band's instruments there. Hilde had gone on a shopping trip with Relena for something leaving the five alone. Quatre arrived late in a tan suit and made the rest of them look at him, but say nothing deciding to practice first and ask questions later.
Setting everything to perfection they began and after five times trying the same song it was finally perfected the way that Duo always had to have them be. Two hours and forty-five minutes later. It was a song he was going to perform at the concert in two days that he would dedicate to Hilde, since it was their third year anniversary.
Third anniversary of the day I introduced that hot number to sex, Duo thought smugly and knew that Hilde would be embarrassed when she remembered the date, which he enjoyed. Embarrassing her, that is. She was so hard to embarrass being so blunt and irrational, then at other times too rational that it was difficult to embarrass her.
Duo noticed that Quatre wasn't all that into the whole band thing that much anymore, that none of them really saw him and when he had caught Trowa coming out of his room right before Duo had gone to the lunch with Hilde to her parent's. Trowa had asked if he had seen Quatre, Duo had shook his head and then said he had to go and he'd see Trowa later.
Trowa looked a little under the weather, too from what Duo's violet-blue eyes surveyed. Heero and Wufei seemed the only two not noticing, but then again both guys weren't much for letting their thoughts or emotions show unless they were around Relena or Sally.
"Where have you been, Q-man, we haven't seen you much?" Duo volunteered to ask what all of them were thinking.
"Completing tasks for my Father and taking classes has absorbed most of my time of late."
"Haven't been by to see Ariel?"
"Ariel knows how busy I get, she understands." Quatre assured.
"I hope she does since she seems to be so understanding," Trowa paused, "I thought that I'd take her out after our concert."
Duo had to blink, put a hand to ear as if checking to make sure he just heard what Trowa had just said. Even Heero and Wufei seemed a little interested in why Trowa would ask that.
"If she wants to."
Deciding that the topic needed to be changed, Duo was about to open his mouth when Heero spoke up first.
"How was the lunch, Duo?"
"Hilde made it seemed like I was entering the Lion's Den or something," Duo exclaimed, "it was fine. Her parents love me, thinks I'm perfect for Hilde and it doesn't matter that I'm not gonna be a doctor cause as soon as I told them that Maxwell Salvage And Restoring was my family, they were only too interested in me."
That left the topic turned to safer matters but it left the three guys that weren't in the Trowa/Quatre war wondering what was going on.
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Two days later it was still as hot, if not hotter than it had been and smoldering in the heat wasn't going to help when the guys would be under spotlights later that night. Ariel, Hilde, and Relena almost felt sorry for their boyfriends, but not quite.
The concert was supposed to be the big music event of the season on campus, so everyone was going to be there all the more reason for Hilde to make Ariel and Lena shop with her so that they got the most revealing but cooling outfits for the concert.
"Cause who knows, one of us just might get lucky." Hilde had winked at them when picking out the outfits, as the girls knew from three years of experience that shopping with the girl that it was easier on them to just let her do the shopping while they did the trying on.
"Couldn't I wear something more me," Relena pleaded with Hilde about the outfit that the Clothes Diva had proclaimed as perfect for the sandy-blond.
Hilde had put her foot down and so both Relena and Ariel were stuck with outfits that were called 'Hilde Creations'.
Getting through class, her math and Physics class were both on Fridays much to her regret, Ariel had to have relief clear in her face that she was glad to be out of the classes where everyone stuck due to the perspiration and heat caused sticking of the wooden seats.
Taking a leisurely walk down the hall she caught sight of Mariemaia by her red hair with some guy that shocked Ariel to see. Treize Khushrenada. Seeming to freeze on the spot so stood there and it wasn't until she felt the tap on her shoulder, then saw the sun reflected shadow of Wufei did she shake herself out of it.
"Is something wrong, Ariel?" Wufei addressed, taking in her pale complexion.
"I saw Treize," Ariel whispered.
"Khushrenada here?"
"With his sister, Mariemaia who's been around Quatre."
"Did you see him just now?"
Nodding, Ariel looked to see Wufei look dead serious.
"I thought that guy couldn't get into a school?"
"I thought that as well."
Wufei didn't waste anytime telling the other guys, minus Quatre who they couldn't get a hold of. All of them agreed to keep a watch on him and not let him get to any of them, especially around Relena and Ariel.
The concert was being held outside in the main courtyard, which was about as big as a football field and a half big enough for the platform stage, putting up Chinese lanterns on wires hung from windows and strung to other windows. Loud speakers were set up, sound checks were being done around five in which Ariel showed up to go over things with Duo. Already dressed in the outfit she intended to wear, she got guys eyes following her over the courtyard.
It was shorts that were really short but not as short as some, covering up her buttocks. Black, with a huge belt that was part of the shorts that came around the front only and seemed to cover more than half of the front of the shorts with silver studs all over the belt like stars, with a dark grey spaghetti strapped mid-drift shirt that was diagonally cut so that it showed more skin on her right side by the way it was cut and it also had silver studs outlining the neck line. On her arms were black fingerless gloves and her hair was in a French with all her hair in ten thick braids. In her ears were silver hoops that almost touched her shoulders.
"So, hot stuff," Duo complimented, "how about we do your sound check?"
"If it's alright with this crew," Ariel asked the guys that were up for the first band that was opening all of who nodded vigorously, "okay, hit it."
The music started and she tapped her gray suede ankle boot, her hips going with the movement.
'You used to say that I was special
Everything was right
But now you think I'm wearing too much make-up
That my dress is too tight
You got no reasons to be jealous
I've never been untrue
So does it really matter if they're looking
I'm only looking at you
You should never try to change me
I can be nobody else
And I like the way I am
What you see is what you get
This is me, hey you
If you want me, don't forget
You should take me as I am
'Cause I can promise you
Baby, what you see is what you get
I know you watch me when I'm dancin'
When I party with me friends
I can feel your eyes on my back, baby
I can't have no chains around me, baby can't you see
I could be anything you dream of, but I gotta feel free
You should never try to change me
I can be nobody else
And I like the way I am
What you see is what you get
This is me, hey you
If you want me, don't forget
You should take me as I am
'Cause I can promise you
Baby, what you see is what you get
You should never try to change me
I can be nobody else
Believe me, you'll be looking for trouble if you hurt me
I can promise you, you'll be looking for trouble
Believe me, yeah yeah yeah yeah
What you see is what you get
This is me, hey you
If you want me, don't forget
You should take me as I am
'Cause I can promise you
Baby, what you see is what you get'
The song ended and she grinned at how well it went, she heard clapping and not realizing she had an audience yet she saw the whistles and claps coming from on the ground by Hilde, Trowa, and Noin. Haven't seen the older girl in a while she tossed the microphone to Duo and jumped off the four feet high stage, to be caught by Trowa who cursed at her doing that.
"And if you broke your ankle?" Trowa preached to her.
"Oh, lighten up, Trowa she is agile enough to handle that simple jump," Noin scolded the younger man, "how are you, Ariel, you sang perfectly."
"Thanks," Ariel beamed, "I try, Duo thought it would be good to let me try singing again to take the pressure off of things."
"Everything okay?" Noin wondered.
"Peachy. So where's the rest of the band?"
"Hiding out afraid you'll upstage us." Duo chimed in and got Hilde's death glare.
"Where's Zechs?"
"Talking to Heero," Hilde volunteered, "you know how those guys all get like there isn't a brain among them."
"Hey!" Duo protested.
That made them all laugh.
---~---~---
The concert started three hours later, now that the Professors were gone and the courtyard was filled with the student body. Ariel stood with Hilde, now in a blue dress with the sides of the dress right above her hips the material was gone in a V-shape area on both sides leaving only three inches of material connecting it still as a long piece dress in front and back. Relena's outfit was a tube top of pale pink with a dark pink micro-mini skirt, her hair in a high ponytail with all the hair curled to come down and frame her head and face. Relena showed up with Heero, both a little flushed that Hilde looked at Ariel.
"Told you somebody was going to get lucky." Hilde implied to Relena and Heero's states.
"You are so bad." Ariel laughed.
"True," Hilde bragged, "and Duo loves it about me."
Ariel was moving with music as it started with a good beat that Hilde led her to floor, which was just the quad grass and they danced to the movement of the music. Un-noticed to both of them was Treize against the English building, taking in the freedom the girls felt they had. Treize saw Quatre go into the Math building where all the acts that were being played, with GW as the main band, got dressed and ready at. A musing smile on his lips as he knew what waited for him inside that building.
Being able to be back in school, actually attend a University had been the way money talks to the University donations department. His younger sister was making herself useful to Quatre Winner and Treize wondered if his little girlfriend knew where her boyfriend was all the time, when he obviously wasn't with her. Mariemaia had an essence to her that made her very irresistible to men, but she had the nerve to actually tell him to leave Quatre alone when he was responsible just as that Catalonia bitch had been to almost permanently fuck over his life.
His business still wasn't finished with that number Quatre had taken from him, now on her own thanks to her boyfriend's attraction to his red headed sister. Things were about to get interesting, just the way he liked them.
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Quatre Winner questioned why he let this go as far as it had, when he knew the repercussions would hurt the person he loved. The person that made him realize that he could love again but was now the person he wasn't in love with, even if he did love her. He knew he always would, it was just the way Ariel was. True what they had been through was something that made them come together and need each other on a big level but he knew that he needed more than that, that she would need more since Ariel wasn't a person that should be neglected like he couldn't help but do and didn't call it when Trowa was filling in for him. He realized his best friend was beginning to wonder what was going on and he honestly wished he could tell them, but how could he when he didn't understand it himself. Quatre knew that Trowa would always be there for Ariel, even if that thought hurt to admit since she was the first girl he truly loved.
Now he opened the door to the band changing room and could feel the change in the room as he heard the lock on the door click in place then the hands that had gotten to him so well, knew every inch of him in these past weeks, touched him.
He turned into the arms of Mariemaia Khushrenada, a goddess of pleasure and sensation that would fit into his molding the way even he knew Ariel never could. He had a different way of thinking and wanting in himself that he could never express with Ariel, that had finally caught up with him with this red headed hoyden.
Her clever fingers came down to the dark blue leather pants to clung to him like a second skin and kneaded the balls that she knew were there with all the care and sensitivity of an accomplished seductress. Closing her licked to moistness lips over his mouth as she unbuttoned the pants and took him into her warm-cold contrast hand.
"You seem ready." She nipped his lips as he tightened his hold, almost roughly on her petite shoulders.
"And you like that don't you?"
She only smiled, like a cat that caught the canary and pushed her flimsy skirt off her hips to reveal the auburn-fire thatch of her sex already glistening with her obvious impatience. She never wore underwear a trait he picked up, she adjusted her body on his, her skin rubbing against the texture of his pants the oily folds of them over working her already maximum feeling between her thighs and with the resourcefulness of a girl used to getting what she wanted, she climbed up his taller, leaner stature and planted herself on the rigid erection that entered her without any further foreplay. Balancing herself on his shoulders, she rocked back and forth on him, her legs twisted over his own letting him come in and out and help with the force by the power of his legs and hips making him sink deeper into her until she rode him fiercely and came over him, his mouth on her clothed breast and licked it again and again, knowing how sensitive they were for her till she continued to squeeze and make him come with her, filling her with sperm to drip over her cunt, as he pulled out.
"Think you can get through the concert to wait for seconds," she asked, a finger lingering over his dick and raising her fingers to her lips to lick off some excess liquid.
"You'll have to wait and see, won't you?"
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Quatre came out the dressing room in the same outfit though now with the gold shirt that all of the guys were wearing. Out into the loud music and different color lights from the Chinese lanterns, he spotted the band waiting next to Ariel, Relena, Sally, and Noin, who was with Zechs.
Not wanting to speak with Ariel, especially when he had just done what he did, he stayed out of line of sight until the band's name was called by Hilde's loud voice to get on stage. He saw the fleeting look of happiness then worry in Ariel's soulful eyes, that he always thought were the way to understand what was going on behind the mask she wore.
He even caught Trowa staring at Ariel and suppressed the urge to knock his best friend to the ground for it. Who was he to deny what his friend wanted when he didn't want Ariel that way anymore, when she would be happy with Trowa, who he would be more willing to see her with than anyone else. At one time a long time ago he even thought they should have been the ones together, so perfect was their understanding for one another.
Duo spoke into the microphone, with the usual one, two, three countdown as the music started and he was obvious in his intent on what the first song was going to be.
'She rolls the window down
And she
Talks over the sound
Of the cars that pass us by
And I don't know why
But she's changed my mind
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
She was the one to hold me
The night
The sky fell down
And what was I thinking when
The world didn't end
Why didn't I know what I know now
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
Right now
Face to face
All my fears
Pushed aside
And right now
I'm ready to spend the rest of my life
With you
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl
Would you look at her
She looks at me
She's got me thinking about her constantly
But she don't know how I feel
And as she carries on without a doubt
I wonder if she's figured out
I'm crazy for this girl'
Duo finished it and saw Hilde on the sidelines, grinning at him.
"That was dedicated to my beautiful girlfriend, Hilde Schbeiker for our 3 year anniversary today," Duo stopped and glanced to see if it clicked and it did as she turned pink with embarrassment, with promise in her eyes to get him back.
Hilde stepped off the stage, Ariel saw the blush and then it hit her just what the anniversary was. The unconventional anniversary that fit Duo's personal way of looking at things.
Ariel hid her laughter as Hilde had a serious gleam in his eyes.
"I take it you know." Hilde concluded at Ariel's failing attempt to stop smiling, as the band started their next song.
"Let's just say, it's just like Duo to think that was important to celebrate," Ariel told Hilde, "Duo wouldn't be Duo if he didn't."
"Sometimes he surprises even me."
"A perfect boyfriend, keeps you on your toes."
Hilde saw the longing in her best friend's face and guessed it had to do with Quatre.
"Rie, if you want to get your boyfriend back to you don't you think you should talk to him?"
Ariel scoffed, "How with the man is avoiding me?"
"Then make him talk, corner him. You're not brainless, Rie, think."
"You're right, Hil. But I don't want to do it tonight."
"You don't have to, just do it soon, Rie. You look like you haven't slept in days and Relena says you stay up writing and typing for all hours."
"Traitor." Ariel pronounced.
"She just wants you to be happy and if Quatre isn't making you happy then maybe you guys should think about what would make you happy. You have other people that would like to be that close to you, if you would only open your eyes."
"What are you talking about?"
"It's not for me to say. Just think on it, promise, Rie?"
"Yeah, I promise."
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Ariel didn't wait for one of the guys to walk to her to her dorm room, which she had been told to do by both Zechs and Heero because of Treize on campus but she wasn't in the mood to listen to other people lecture and give advise to her on what to do about her dwindling relationship.
Walking down the Math corridor, which was left open just to get out of the night air she heard sounds coming from one of the dressing rooms and peeked around the corner to make sure nothing was wrong. What she saw got to her as nothing else could have.
In plain sight for her to see was her boyfriend cheating on her with Mariemaia Khushrenada, both naked and Mariemaia ridding his body on the floor of the dressing room like he was a prim stud to service her. She backed away from the door, shocked and betrayed that once again in her life another guy had made her trust him and turned that trust against her. Not paying attention she ran into the brick wall of the other side of the hallway, touching the icy brick in her grasping hands she traveled down the hallway to get as far from what she had seen as possible.
A hand came to her stomach as she stumbled away, realizing that all the times she had called tried to get in contact with him he had been with Mariemaia. She had fooled herself into thinking because of that day when she first met the girl coming in the room, she had caught sight of something more in her eyes like a heat when now she thought about it they came to be together in the room she had been in. That was what had surprised him, because he had almost gotten caught not her being there.
Breathing in and out, she stood up with the straight spine of a girl that had been through it before, though that relationship hadn't gone as far as her and Quatre's had, and she would survive it. She had before and was stronger for it. Ariel would do it again. With that in mind, although her mind was crying out in agony and pain, she went towards her dorm.
Just as she was to enter the large non-coed red brick building she felt a strong hand come over her mouth and an arm around her waist. Keeping her from screaming, but she had learned long ago that this was any easy position to get out of. She bite down hard, just enough to draw blood and have the hand retract from her face, she put all the power she could muster into her arm and shoved her elbow into a sharp stab into his stomach, though he moved at the last instant seeming to expect this and jerked the arm behind her back and pushed up, in a very painful position for her arm to be in. When she kicked at his feet, she managed to get his right leg entangled with her own and sent them both to the ground onto the grass, though she didn't plan it and hit her head against the side of the building. Making her vision blur and fade a bit as she saw another shadow come into the picture followed by a calming voice.
"Ariel," Trowa spoke softly, "Ariel?"
Rubbing the back of her head, she sat up to have him steady her with his hands on her shoulders from his kneeling position.
"Did you see what happened?" she managed to get out.
"All I saw was a shadow," Trowa told her as he picked her up gingerly.
"I can walk you know."
Trowa looked down at the little independent spitfire in his arms and realized that she probably could but he didn't count on it considering the bump to her head.
"Sure you can, but I'm going to make sure you can when you get into your room so just relax, Ariel."
"I'm not in the mood to play damsel in distress, Sir Trowa." Ariel complained as he got into the elevator and pushed the third floor button.
"Then don't. I won't tell anyone you weren't gracious."
"How chivalrous of you."
The metal doors opened and he took the key she still had in her hand out to unlock her door and close it behind them, setting her on the feminine bed.
"Since when do you know where I live?"
"Relena's right next door, how could I not?"
Ariel sat up, wiping at her mouth and as Trowa stood there he realized it was blood on her mouth.
"You bit him?" he went to the bathroom and wet a cloth he found next to the sink, bringing it back to her and hanging it over.
"You think I'd let some guy man-handle me without fighting back? Not a New Yorker girl. Self defense is a must."
Trowa only smiled as she sat up, wincing and he took the cloth away when she was done to put it back in the bathroom.
"Did we tell you to wait for someone to walk you to your dorm?" Trowa started, as he sat beside her on the bed.
"Don't start, Professor Barton," Ariel exhaustedly informed him, "I don't want to hear it. I didn't want to and I found out more than I wanted."
Trowa glanced at her bowed head and lifted it up with his left hand.
"What do you mean by that?"
Ariel blinked back the tears that threatened to overflow her eyes, not in time to keep them from Trowa who touched her face as one escaped.
"What happened? Is it about the attack?"
Shaking her head she swallowed hard.
"No not that," Ariel moved to sit straight, "I rather not talk about it right now."
"I'm not leaving till you tell me."
Ariel glared at him.
"Since when are you my warden, do I have to tell you everything?"
"You do anyways so why should now be any different?"
Ariel sighed, too tired to argue with the handsome green-eyed man.
"I saw Quatre," she choked on the words, "with another woman."
Trowa's eyebrows lifted in surprise as he went to comfort her but she pulled away from his touch.
"No, don't touch me," she begged, "I can't handle anything else right now. It's still in my head."
"What did you see, Ariel?"
"Did I say I didn't want to talk about it?"
"You won't be able to get some rest or think about anything else until you get it off your chest, so why not tell me?" Trowa urged.
"I was walking, to clear my head and I saw a light in one of the rooms, so I peeked," Ariel let her hair fall into her face, as she had taken out the braids while she had walked so her hair was in a mass of waves caused by the braids, "to make sure that nothing was wrong, that someone just forgot to turn off the lights and I saw it. Quatre with Mariemaia," Ariel's voice became bitter, "doing it right there on the floor. No wonder he doesn't come around me anymore he's screwing that red headed Khushrenada girl."
Trowa could only stare, not at her but at the wall as if to think where he was going to beat Quatre first. He knew something had been up with Quatre but he didn't expect him to be cheating on Ariel, never that. Quatre cared too much, or he thought he had to do that to her. With Mariemaia of all people when she was most likely using him for Treize's purposes though Lord knew what his twisted mind was up to now.
"Ariel, I…" Trowa started, seeing her silently crying the tears flowing down her face like small streams and he pulled her into his arms, holding her as she cried into his shoulder. Her tears melting into his gold concert shirt from the heat of his body and the room.
The sobs raked her body like claws of grief that all he could do was hold her body against him as she let it all out. When she pulled away, wiping at her eyes like a little kid, he smiled down at her.
"You've had a pretty traumatized day, my Dark Angel. Why don't you sleep, tomorrow's Saturday and I'm sure the Saturday session of our class won't be too interesting," he reasoned, as she looked at him with her cloudy gray eyes.
"Trowa," she touched his face causing him to start, "stay with me."
"I can't."
"Please? I know it's a lot to ask but.."
Sensing her inner need and how selfish he was being just because of how much he wanted her, he nodded.
"Sure, Ariel."
Sighing, she got to her feet still feeling a little off balance and headed to her bathroom to get her nightclothes. Pulling off the outfit she swore she'd never wear again and tossing it into the hamper she pulled on the black mid-thigh long shirt with mushrooms all over it and brushed her hair, feeling a little better.
Coming back into her room, she saw he took off his shirt and she almost caught herself wondering when he had time to work out. The muscle of his pectorals so well defined but not overly done that she had to remember that this was one of her best friends, not some guy on the beach. Telling herself it was her overloaded emotions she climbed under her covers, pulling them back so that Trowa got in her Queen sized bed that was almost too small for his taller frame. Lying down next to her, she moved closer to him and felt his arm under the blanket circle her waist and keep her close to him.
It wasn't long until she was sound asleep.
---~---~---
Trowa wondered if this was some torment test that he had to go through because he lusted after his best girl friend. She was his friend three years before anyone else knew her; he had known her since she was thirteen just starting to become the beauty that she was now.
Sleeping next to her was pure torture, like having a thousand needles pricking your skin all at the same time. Her breathing, the rise and fall of her perfectly rounded breasts, the feel of her female curves against him in all the right places. Or the wrong places considering how much the groin area of his body ached.
It was almost two in the morning, the sun was still low and the room wasn't as hot as it had because while Ariel had been in the bathroom earlier he had opened two of her bedroom windows to get some air in the hot room.
Twisting in her sleep, her body laid even more against his, causing him to inhale sharply as she rolled over so that her breasts were against his chest.
Although for years he had been really attracted to males, in fact his first lover had been male, he only started liking women in the past couple years. Cathrine had gotten him to experience things and when they were over, his feelings all went towards the little angel lying in bed next to him without a clue to how he really felt for her. Which was another thing he knew why he should get up now that she was fast asleep but him leaving wouldn't help her chaotic feelings at the moment.
As if to sense his change in that he was no longer asleep, Ariel woke up with the flicking flutter of her eyelids opening and looking at him.
"If you're not comfortable I can move." She told him sleepily.
"No, that's okay."
"You make a good pillow, I forgot."
Trowa smiled, as he remembered the last time she had slept with him back in high school when she had been too tired to go to her room so she slept in one of his t-shirts.
"You are too good a friend, Tro."
Trowa groaned at her having to keep mentioning how good he was when his mind was thinking very 'ungood' thoughts. When all of a sudden things changed in an instant when he felt her caress his lips with her own. As he looked at her, now wide-eyed to tell him she knew what she had just done.
Still wide-eyed, she watched him bow his head towards hers, his mouth warm and indulgently patient as it moved over hers; each suckling caress was given with a tender invitation for her to respond, for her to part her lips and share the pleasure of the moment.
And it would just be for a moment, she thought. Letting him seduce her would be ending their relationship as just close best friends to move onto more, forever changing what they were to each other.
Her hands clung to his shoulders, as she lifted up, intending to push him away and keep their friendship, as it was, just that, but somewhere between a caress and a whimper made the fine line between what was outrageously wrong and what was instinctively right seemed to become blurred.
Her conscience lost whatever final chance it might have had to save her as she leaned fully into his heat and felt the thrill of desire burst like a flame deep down inside of her. She heard him acknowledge her giving over with a low groan and felt his hands shift down to circle her waist, pull her closer, almost lifting her onto his body while his tongue began to plunge boldly, deeply into her mouth.
At the first shy flicker of her tongue in his mouth his body hardened and all he could think about was plunging himself inside her, feeling her body tighten and shiver around him.
Needing to get the clothes, the barrier keeping them from fully exploring each other, off he pulled at the hem of her shirt and sent it over her and off the edge of the bed, moving her leg over one of his legs and slid the edge of her underwear off pulling her breasts, now free of all confining rubbed against his chest, the underwear disappeared in the covers somewhere as she now rested half-on half-off his body. He bowed his head again, moving her up his body capturing a hard-peaked nipple and drawing as much of the silky flesh into his mouth as her cries of pleasure would bear. At the same time, he skimmed his hands down the satiny length of her thighs, parting them slightly, using his one hand to remove his pants and underwear hastily, then fitting her over the bulge of his groin as she could feel exactly how much he wanted her, how much she had affected him. She now straddled his erection, taut from the red curls that surrounded his sex organ that had to be more than what Quatre had but not by much. The covers slid away to end up at the bottom of the bed.
Ariel's newfound rashness almost faltered when she felt his hands move her so that he rolled her over onto her back in the flat sheets of her bed with him over her. It all but deserted her entirely when his weight settled between her thighs and his erection strain of flesh began to push forward. The first thrust was bold and startled her so completely by its depth and fullness that she did not have the breath to cry out. He was too big and she felt a clutch of fear as he began to thrust hard and deep, seeming all of a sudden to fit the contrasts of their bodies. His hands even plunged beneath her hips to angle her higher on each stroke, she had no choice but to move with him, to reach down and hold fast to the rapid rise and fall of his hips to arch herself upward that she might be more easily able to bear the force of each thrust.
Her first orgasm took her by surprise, bursting like a sudden flaring heat throughout her body. She gasped and stiffened beneath him when the wave passed her flesh was still tight around him, gripping him with an eagerness that had become acutely sensitive to the movement of flesh. She tried, through half-hearted pleas, to pull him harder and deeper inside, and he obliged her every cry, shifting his hands, his hips, his body to chase after each spasm, groaning when her pleasure brought her rising desperation.
A moan, involuntary, marked more sensation for Trowa as well. Feeling her squeeze around him, hearing her awe and disbelief as each wave was prolonged beyond any limit, he had to fight to catch his breath. It was not supposed to happen like this, to feel so out of control. His body was one massive raw nerve being teased and tormented by muscles so tight and wet and greedy he could feel the effects tingling to his toes. He couldn't help his lack of finesse, not when she was beginning to shiver around him again, her cries in his ears. Not when her hands, her body was begging him, urging, demanding more.
She was shuddering, shivering, squeezing him in a constantly moving sheath, he groaned from the pressure, his passion swept through him with the power of a strong wind. His body arched with one final thrust, the ecstasy was savage and white-hot as he came with her.
Laying exhausted in her bed, moving off of her Ariel felt her eyelids close again, as her body sought out his heat and laid her head on his chest.
It was along time before Trowa slept, wondering about what they had just done.
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To disclaim the songs I used, the first is by Britney Spears (hey, I know a lot of you don't like her but the lyrics are good in that song) called What U See. The second is Crazy For This Girl by Evan and Jaron.
Wasn't I a very very bad girl, to make all these very interesting things happen? Just wait it gets better plus a Heero/Relena and Duo/Hilde pairing in the next chapter as well. Might as well write while I can.
~Scandalous~
May 10-11, 2001
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