Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Dance of Angels ❯ Chapter 7

Disclaimer: I don't own the G boy's, I just borrow them from time to time and return them a whole lot happier. :)

Warnings: sap, little bit of angst, AU, TWT, Lemon, Bondage, nothing else I can think of at the moment.

Rating: NC 17

Pairings: 1x2x1, 3x4x3

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Notes: This is a sequel to "Dance With Me?" With the large response to the fic and numerous requests for a sequel/continuation of the fic I have relented and this is the result.. I hope you enjoy it and that it lives up to expectations. :)

Many thanks to those people who have kindly reviewed this fic so far. Your comments are very much appreciated and keep me writing. Arigato!

"The Dance of Angels"

February. 2003 ShenLong

Part 7

No sooner was the door to the apartment closed than Quatre pounced on his lover. His arms entwined around Trowa's neck while his mouth sought to tease tempting lips. Tongues met and danced together as depths were explored. Panting from the sheer intensity of the kiss Quatre pulled back slightly and continued to caress Trowa's bottom lip with his tongue.

Trowa moaned and melted under the onslaught. Watching his blonde on the dance floor, pumping his hips and writhing against Duo had turned him on more than he cared to admit and he longed for some action himself. He thrust his hardened groin against his lover's belly in an attempt to gain some form of friction.

Quatre groaned as he felt Trowa's desire pushing against him. His own cock swelled in answer and he found the sudden restriction of his clothes almost painful. He captured Trowa's lips once more and proceeded to explore all the sweet spots inside that moist haven, eliciting more moans of desire from his tall lover.

Trowa was so turned on it hurt. He pulled the teasing siren from his lips and managed to pant out, "Bedroom... now."

Eager to oblige, Quatre released his lover and headed for the room, swaying his hips as he went.

Trowa watched the little display and his hand automatically went between his legs to palm his hardness. The smaller man was just so alluring, so sexy and Trowa wanted him... badly.

Once in the bedroom Quatre began to remove his clothing, he needed to be free of the constraints and sighed as his briefs left his skin, allowing his hardness free movement at last. His hand reached for his shaft and he began to pump himself slowly as he sat on the bed and awaited Trowa's presence.

Trowa walked in to see his lover sat on the edge of the bed, legs slightly spread stroking softly. He groaned as his own cock swelled further. His body ached with need and he knew just what would satisfy it. He removed his own shirt and pants, his cock tenting his boxers as he continued to watch the blonde pleasure himself. Boxers whispered over smooth skin and joined the pile of clothing on the floor as Trowa stepped out of them and knelt between his lovers spread thighs.

Quatre's eyes were closed as he fondled himself, enjoying the pleasure his hand was providing. His mind replayed the dance he had shared with Duo. Duo had started the little game by shimmying his hips against Quatre's thigh, teasing brushes of Duo's groin against his ass had awoken a previously sleeping desire in Quatre and he had found himself returning the suggestive movements with movements of his own. He had delighted in the seductiveness of the dance and knew now why Duo loved to dance so much. The warmth of air as it passed over the head of his arousal caused Quatre's eyes to open and he moaned at the vision of Trowa between his legs, mouth just mere centimeters from his throbbing cock.

Trowa leaned forward and placed a tender kiss to the weeping head. His tongue darted out and he began to lap at the drop of pre cum beading at the tiny slit. Hips bucked in response, telling him the touch was more than welcome. He pressed his lips to the tip and began to suck lightly, slowly drawing the head inside his mouth as his tongue swirled lazily over the flared head.

Quatre's hand stilled as the new sensations began to wash over him, pleasure coursed along his nerves as he was slowly and lovingly drawn deeper into Trowa's mouth. He removed his hand and placed both on the bed to steady himself as he leaned backwards and spread his legs further apart in invitation.

Trowa swallowed the length to the hilt and paused for a moment. His nose was buried in the blonde curls that decorated Quatre's groin and he breathed in the scent of Quatre through his nostrils as his throat adjusted to the thick shaft. Mouth accepting the invasion he began to move up and down the length, sucking lightly and swirling his tongue as he went. Drawing the shaft deep again he swallowed and felt a momentary spasm of pain as his throat moved against the hard shaft but he ignored it. It had been a while since he had deep throated anyone and his body just needed a little time to get used to it again.

Quatre leaned on tembling arms, the pleasure Trowa was gifting him driving his desire higher and higher. He had been sucked off before but never like the way Trowa was sucking him and he melted into the ministrations. "Ohhh gods Trowa.... don't stop... so good..." he managed to moan out.

Trowa began to hum increasing the pleasure to the sensitive organ and causing Quatre's arms to give up their task and he flopped to his elbows. His eyes watched as his cock disappeared and re appeared from Trowa's mouth, his hips began to thrust upwards only to be stilled by Trowa's hands. Before he could protest the lack of movement Trowa pulled away and dropped another kiss to the swollen head.

Trowa leaned up and stared into the aqua depths that were swirling with emotion. "Quatre?"

"Trowa.... Why did you stop?"

Trowa leaned up and placed a kiss to each of Quatre's nipples. "I want you to take me."

Quatre stilled as the request sank into his brain. "Are you sure?" To be honest Quatre much preferred to be Uke, he loved being filled and Trowa had always been happy to oblige so the request came as a bit of a shock to him.

"Yes. I know I usually take you but I want it Quatre. I want to feel you inside me, I need to be filled by your shaft." Trowa hoped that Quatre would make love to him. While happy to be Seme there was the odd time that Trowa wanted... no needed, to be filled, and now was one of those times.

Quatre reached a shaky hand and cupped Trowa's cheek. He ran his thumb over the high cheek bone. "If you want me to then I will." Quatre smiled.

Trowa smiled in response and drew himself up from his position on the floor to press his body along the length of Quatre's. He rested his nose against Quatre's and stared deep into those compelling eyes. "Please... make love to me."

Quatre felt his eyes well with unshed tears and pressed his lips to Trowa's. Mouths moved against one another as tongues stroked and caressed, giving more fuel to the fire of desire that was smoldering deeply in each mans core. Erections lined up and were ground savagely, exciting and teasing the passion further. Panting they broke for air.

Trowa lifted himself up and climbed onto the bed where he lay on his back and drew his knees up, spreading his thighs and offering himself to Quatre. Quatre rolled over and watched the movements as Trowa positioned himself for his touch. His hand reached for the tube on the bedside table and shakily flipped the cap.

Trowa watched through emerald glazed with lust as Quatre coated his fingers. He gasped lightly as a slick digit stroked lightly over his tight entrance and then pressed forward. He forced himself to relax and accept the offering as Quatre's finger worked its way inside.

"So tight...." Quatre moved his finger around gently, coaxing the muscle to give and enjoy the touch. Gradually the resistance lessened and Quatre pressed a second finger inside. He leaned forward and took Trowa's left nipple into his mouth and began to play with it, distracting the tall man from his nether regions and relaxing as well as exciting him further.

Trowa was on fire, the penetration not painful, just uncomfortable and reminding him of how long it had been since he had been taken. Then Quatre's fingers touched that special place inside him and he was rewarded with a burst of divine pleasure that only served to reinforce what he desperately wanted. His hips pushed back down on those teasing fingers, trying to draw them deeper inside and touch that spot again and again.

Quatre smiled around the nipple he was currently latched to. Trowa was so tight and so responsive. Hips slammed back down onto his hand as he stroked that sweet spot and Quatre chuckled to himself. He knew that feeling well, it was a large part of his reason for wanting to be Uke as often as possible. While he enjoyed having his own length buried inside a warm tight passage nothing could compare to the sensation of having your prostate repeatedly massaged by the thick blunt head of your partners cock.

"Ohh Quatre... more please." Trowa writhed on the bed, desperate to feel that sensation again and again. "Please take me... I'm ready." he panted.

Quatre released the nipple and placed a kiss to Trowa's lips. "You want me lover?" he teased.

"Yes." Trowa growled.

Quatre withdrew his fingers and grabbed the tube again. He quickly slathered a generous amount to his aching shaft before positioning himself between Trowa's legs once more. He lifted Trowa's leg and placed it around his waist and then took the base of his cock in his hand and guided the tip to the lubed opening that quivered in anticipation. He stared into Trowa's eyes, giving him the opportunity to back out now if he wanted to but Trowa smiled up at him. With a lump in his throat Quatre began to push forward. He watched, fascinated as the head of his cock pushed against the tight ring, seemingly never going to fit and then the muscle gave and allowed him to enter.

Trowa bit his lip as his hole was stretched, the pain sudden and sharp but then dulling as his body permitted the invasion. He could feel Quatre's length as it pushed and pulsed against his inner walls, the heat from Quatre's length searing him as it sank deeper into his willing body and he welcomed it.

Quatre continued with his steady forward motion until he was completely sheathed in Trowa's passage. "So tight... so hot..." he moaned as he held himself at bay. His hand stroked Trowa's thigh as he waited for the channel to accommodate him. The tightening of muscles around his cock indicated Trowa's readiness and with a look of pure bliss on his face he began his slow retreat, withdrawing until only the head was left resting inside. His hips snapped forwards and he began to thrust with purpose.

Trowa tossed his head from side to side as the cock inside him stroked along his inner walls, parting the tissues and filling him with more than just size. He was in heaven and hell at the same time and couldn't decide which felt better. His prostate lovingly prodded by that thick head, sparks of pleasure dancing behind tightly closed eyelids as the fire of need soaked into his bones. His cock twitched and pulsed and he ached to touch it, play with it and release himself from the pressure that was building inside his belly and balls.

Quatre held firmly to Trowa's hips as he pumped his penis deeper and deeper into paradise. Trowa was so hot, so tight and gripped his shaft lovingly as he continued his advance and retreat. He knew he wouldn't be able to last for much longer, the teasing at the club combined with the sensations of taking Trowa and being buried inside his welcoming body adding up to overload for the blonde. He watched Trowa's face carefully, noting the unbridled passion written into every line of that tanned skin and felt his heart melt. He returned his gaze to their groins where they were so intimately joined and felt the love flow even stronger as he watched his cock sliding in and out of the warmth. He noted Trowa's elegant shaft bobbing angry and red and he wrapped his hand around it, the weight of the length both familiar and exciting. He began to pump.

Trowa screamed out in pleasure as Quatre's hand took him and stroked. The fire consuming him as he was tortured both inside and out. His balls ached so much with their need and his prostate tingled with every touch sending him into overload. He couldn't take any more and so with a keening cry he let go and fell into the most mind blowing orgasm he had experienced for some time.

Quatre groaned as Trowa's channel clenched and released around him, the cock in his hand suddenly becoming very slippery as Trowa's thick milky fluid spilled from the tip. He continued to stroke for a few moments as the ripples coursed over his own shaft encouraging his own body to give up the fight and join its counterpart in nirvana. Another thrust and Quatre's back arched as tight as a bow string, his cock sank deep and began to pulse, forcing his seed from within to be buried inside Trowa's passage.

Trowa felt the spurt of Quatre's release as it hit his sensitive prostate sending more sensations to his already tightly strung nerves. He gasped and moaned as he enjoyed the last waves of his orgasm, feeling Quatre slump against him, trembles still passing through his slender frame as his own climax took him to heaven.

Senses returning, Quatre slipped his now softened cock from Trowa's body and rolled over to the side, Trowa immediately followed the movement and pulled him close for a kiss. Mouths brushed gently over each other and tongues stroked softly. Breaking the kiss Trowa stared at the sated face of his little lover. "Thank you."

"Ohhh Trowa... that was... that was incredible." Quatre could only murmur, his breath needed for more important life sustaining functions that didn't include speaking.

"I think we need to clean up." Trowa smiled ruefully at the congealing semen on his belly, he could also feel Quatre's seed leaking from his ass.

"No energy." came the sated reply.

Trowa snickered and placed a soft kiss to Quatre's nose. He rose gracefully from the bed and winced slightly at the soreness from his rear as he walked across to the bathroom. He picked up a wash cloth and began to clean himself off, then rinsing the cloth he went back to the bed and took Quatre's flaccid penis into his hand, gently running the warm cloth over it and cleaning him off. He went back and rinsed the cloth before returning to wipe Quatre's hands and then tossing the cloth to the floor he slid back onto the bed. Lifting his half asleep lover he pulled the sheets from underneath them and covered their nude forms. Switching off the bedside lamp he wrapped his arms around his koi and snuggled close, drifting off into a deep sleep that only great satisfying sex could bring.

~ oOo ~

Heero looked up from the weights he was lifting as Duo entered the basement. It had now been a week since Duo was groped by the lust crazed fan and Heero was worried. Duo continued to insist that he was fine and wished to dance but he could see the difference in his koi. While still dancing and drawing the crowds Duo wasn't as good as he used to be. The spark was fading... and fast. Heero knew it wouldn't be much longer before that spark was snuffed out completely.

Duo wandered over to the stereo and placed his towel and water bottle on the chair. He selected a random CD and popped it on. Moving to the middle of the floor he flexed and stretched a couple of times before moving into his warm up.

Heero put the weights down and reached for his own towel. Picking up the water bottle he took a few swallows and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand. Running the towel over his face and neck to remove the sweat he proceeded to the stereo and sat in the other chair to watch Duo work out.

Warm up completed Duo turned his focus to the dance. He smiled at Heero. "Wanna pop the track on?"

"Sure." Heero reached for the CD Duo had left sitting beside the machine and withdrawing it from the case he slotted it in and pushed the track number, replacing the removed CD back into its own cover. He leant back in his seat and watched as Duo began to perform.

Duo closed his eyes and let his body take over, hips circled slowly to the beat as the rhythm found his core and began to guide him through the steps, the movements flowing through and from him as a stream would course over its bed.

Heero watched entranced as the fey beauty swirled and gyrated, lithe body moving with sensual grace to the melody of the song.

Duo was lost in the music, his movements coming easily as he followed the steps deeply ingrained into his mind, all his heart and soul poured into the dance. Somewhere in his subconscious the niggling voice asked him why he wasn't as seductive any more on the stage. He pushed the voice away, not wanting to face up to the fear right now. He knew why he no longer had that special something when on stage... He was still scared. No matter how hard he tried to quell it, no matter how many security personnel he saw positioned around the stage and even with Heero waiting in the wings, he couldn't pass through that barrier from performer to artiste as he used to. The fact that no one had dared to touch him while dancing since made only a slight difference to him. His confidence had been shattered and he wasn't sure if he could rebuild it again.

Heero could see the struggle going on inside his koi and it tore him apart. Knowing Duo could dance like this when at home or with those around him he trusted only made the heartache for the fey one deeper. Heero continued to watch as the dance began to wind down, his mind once more supplying him with a thought... one he knew he wasn't going to be able to ignore much longer.

Duo completed his dance, the music finishing and the steps all firmly ingrained in his mind. He heard a noise to the side and looked up. He raised an eyebrow in question as Heero swapped the CD's over and began to walk towards him.

Heero stood next to Duo and smiled. Taking Duo's hand he turned the man so that they were both facing the mirrored wall, he pushed the button on the remote and soft music filled the air.

Duo smiled in return and allowed Heero to guide him. As the music played so he realized what Heero was up to and the thought warmed him.

The two men began a slow dance together, bodies following the others lead, moving to unwritten steps, making it up as they went along. Heero pulled Duo's back to his chest and ran the palms of his hands down the sweat soaked t shirt, finding the hem he tugged it up and off.

Duo's eyes closed as he swayed with Heero and his shirt was removed, cool air hitting his skin followed by heated fingers playing over his nipples. With a teasing laugh he pulled free of the embrace and danced away.

Heero's eyes lit up with fire at the sight of a half naked Duo teasing him with his dance. Following the flow of the music he began to remove his own shirt, pleased to note the look of lust in Duo's eyes as he revealed his skin.

Duo moved towards his lover, hips gyrating to the beat. Moving behind he began to thrust his pelvis at Heero's ass, rubbing and enticing Heero to play.

Heero's hands slipped down his thighs as he bent slightly to push back and tease some more.

Duo moaned.

It was Heero's turn to dance away, thrusting as he did so. As Duo watched his little display so Heero ran a finger down his torso to the waistband of his shorts.

Duo's own hands began to run erotically over his own body, touching seductively, trying to drive Heero mad with distraction and take his own mind off what his koi was doing to him with this display of sheer wantonness.

But Heero wouldn't be distracted. He toyed with the button and zipper of his shorts, finally lowering them and letting the fabric slip from his slender hips leaving him clad only in his briefs. He turned and stepped out of the shorts, bending to pick them up and toss them aside, giving Duo a wonderful view.

Duo watched as Heero's body was bared even further, his cock straining under his sweat pants, heart rate increased dramatically and it wasn't due to the dance they were sharing either Damn Heero! The man had learnt fast and well. Duo decided it was time for payback. He danced his way over to his partner who was busy swaying to the music, running his hands over his chest and playing with a nipple. Duo paused in front of him and stared deep into cobalt.

Heero watched as Duo stood before him, their hips began to move together, just centimeters apart yet mirroring each other perfectly, the heat rolling off bodies and electricity sparking but flesh never touching.

Duo moved back slightly and in perfect rhythm to the music, removed his sweats.

Heero groaned as Duo's brief clad body came into view, his eyes roved the form as his own continued to sway to the music. Well toned chest, narrow waist and hips, tapering legs... His eyes moved back up and he felt himself harden fully. The tip of Duo's cock protruded from the small piece of underwear, his hardness unable to be contained within the material. Heero went in for the kill.

Duo was in lust, Heero dancing with him, stripping with him was more than he could handle. He could feel the cool air brushing over the tip of his cock where it escaped from his briefs, a glance at Heero's groin confirmed his suspicions that Heero was just as turned on as himself. Then that groin was gyrating, thrusting at him, mimicking the act they both enjoyed to share and Duo's mind went into shutdown.

Heero advanced, using the seductive movements he had learnt from Duo he stalked his partner until he was within a hairs breath. Then he pounced.

He pulled Duo close to him and pressed a fleeting kiss to his lips before spinning him around and pulling his briefs from him.

Duo stepped out of the fabric as it met with his ankles and found himself once more turned with his back to Heero.

Heero meanwhile had also shimmied out of his own underwear and pulling Duo's back against his chest he proceeded to thrust his cock along the crevice of Duo's ass while his hands ran down the fine chiseled chest to roam through the curls at the base of Duo's penis.

Duo moaned and pushed his rear back asking for more.

Heero's hands wandered over hip bones and along the front of thighs before pushing said thighs slightly apart and ghosting fingers back upwards along the inside until he met with Duo's heavy sac.

The music had finished but neither man was aware of it. They continued to push and gyrate against each other, teasing and tormenting with their moves until Duo couldn't take it anymore.

"Ohh gods Heero... I need you in me and now."

Heero wrapped his lips around the skin on Duo's neck and began to suck, his fingers still running lightly over Duo's balls and pulling interesting sounds from Duo's throat.

"Now Heero dammit!... I need you now, I'm so hard it hurts."

Heero took pity on his lover and pulled away, taking Duo's hand as he did so and leading him to the mats by the weights. He snatched his shorts on the way and retrieved the tube from the pocket, dropping the shorts once he had the tube. Laying Duo down he moaned as Duo brought his knees up to his chest and opened himself up for Heero to do with as he pleased.

Duo spread himself wide, craving Heero's hands on his burning skin, needing his thick shaft to be buried inside him.

Heero wasted no time. Lubed fingers made their way into Duo's tight passage, working quickly to loosen the muscle to accept his length. Searing heat gripped his fingers as Duo rocked his hips to try to draw them deeper.

"Fuck the prep Heero, I need you now..." Duo was desperate. His body aching to be filled, his cock so swollen and red with need that the pre cum was leaking in a steady stream to pool on his belly, his balls throbbing and tight.

Heero was in dire straights himself, his own cock feeling as if it was about to explode with the teasing they had done. Quickly spreading the lube along his length he grabbed Duo's hips and nudged the entrance with the head of his cock. "Ready?"

"What sort of a question is that koi? Give me what I want lover mine." Duo's violet eyes shone with need.

Heero pushed forward, filling the channel with his length in one swift movement.

Duo screamed in pleasure as his prostate was suddenly struck and a small stream of cum leaked from the tiny slit of his cock.

Heero waited but a second before beginning his retreat, only to slam back in again. His hips took over and repeatedly snapped forward as his body responded to its primal need. There was nothing gentle about the coupling, but it wasn't too rough either. Just two bodies giving and taking from the other as needs demanded to be satisfied.

Heero couldn't take much, the warmth and tightness of Duo's body sending him over the edge within minutes of entry, his seed sucked from him by Duo's passage, hitting Duo's prostate as Duo wrapped his hand around his own length and stroked, sending himself over the edge.

Heero slumped against his lover as Duo's orgasm tore through him. He felt the warm stickiness as it coated both their stomachs and he smiled through his haze of euphoria.

Finally heart rates returned to normal and breathing slowed as normality returned. Heero raised himself to his elbows, still buried inside Duo and kissed the sweet lips before him. Duo's eyes stirred as he responded to the kiss, slipping his tongue inside Heero's mouth to dance briefly with its counterpart. They broke the kiss and lost themselves in each others eyes.

Heero's mind had managed to function again as he replayed the dance in his head. He knew what he had to do now but there were still things to sort out first. He smiled at Duo and kissed the tip of his nose. "Shower?"

"Mmmmm... I think so." Duo's mind was still a haze of bliss.

Hero shifted and withdrew, pulling himself to his knees he drew Duo with him. "Come on then." He assisted Duo to stand and helped his sated lover to the shower. Moments later Heero stepped out, leaving Duo to finish off. He wrapped the towel around his hips and went to the phone. He wanted to make a call without Duo knowing.

He picked up the receiver and dialed the number. There was a pause as the line connected and then the sounds of ringing echoed along the line.

"Hello."

"Hello Trowa?"

"Heero... is that you?"

"Hai. Look I need to talk to you about something. Can you meet me in town in an hour at the Clouds coffee lounge?"

"Sure. What's up?"

"I'll tell you all about it when I see you. Oh and leave Quatre at home, you can tell him later what this is all about."

"Okay Heero. I'll see you there."

"Arigato Trowa."

"No problem Heero."

The call was severed and Heero replaced the receiver in the cradle before returning to the bedroom to get ready to go into town.

~ oOo ~