Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ The Maguanat and the Minister ❯ One-Shot

GW and its characters don't belong to me but to Sunrise/SOTSU Agency, Bandai, etc.etc.

This was another entry into the odd pairings contest. It's a Relena lemon and I paired her with Rashid. Now before you get all disgusted this isn't what it seems. It's also not meant to be taken seriously and I hope has a little humor as well. The pairing may be a little to much for some people, so I'm waring you right now, but this was the oddest pairing I could think of so I decided to go ahead and write it.

Enjoy.

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Relena crossed her legs only to part them and cross them again, switching legs. Her hands laid clasped, folded in her lap but her thumbs twiddled with each other. Releasing an exasperated sigh she slammed her head on the back of the seat. "God Relena," she began talking to herself, "these shuttle rides to the outer colonies are so long and boring. There's nothing to do."

Out of the corner of her eye she spied the book she'd been reading. It was a romance book, one of several that she owned and one she had read before. "Well, there's noting better to do girl." She straightened her body and readjusted herself so that now she was holding the book and reading it. "Same old, same old."

She sighed again. She released a small yawn that she did not try to cover for no one really was on the shuttle except for her and Rashid. Quatre had loaned Rashid to her as a body guard the few times that him and the other Preventers were on missions and were unable to guard her.

"Miss Relena. It will be awhile before we reach our destination of L5. Is there anything you need? Master Quatre told me to take good care of you and attend to your every need."

Relena drilled her eyes at him and cocked a brow. "Every need Rashid?" She giggled to herself how the question rhymed. "Well, Rashid," she began emphasizing his name, "I am quite bored and lonely. Do you care for a game of cards?"

The hulking man stammered somewhat. "I, I apologize Miss Relena but I don't play cards."

Relena sighed and then remembered to her book; a plan began to form in her mind. She was really bored and this book had put her in a very horny state. She quickly eyed Rashid up and down. True, he wasn't the cutest guy she'd ever seen and lord knows how old he was, probably older than her own father would have been, but still, he was a man, and men had needs, she had needs, yet how to go about obtaining those needs. She closed her eyes.

"Oh Rashid. My eyes are quite sore from reading but I absolutely have to finish this book." She fluttered her lashes and turned on her innocent façade. "Could, could you please read it to me?"

She saw Rashid taken aback for a second, but then she knew how loyal he was to Quatre, and he was told to attend to her "every need."

The bulky man cleared his throat. "As you wish Miss Relena. He sat down on the other chair and took the book from her, clearing his throat again he began to read.

Monique stood frozen, trembling as Derrick leaned closer into her. The few strands of his long raven mane had escaped his ponytail and brushed against her chest, tickling her, though that sensation was quickly forgotten as she felt the firm warmth of his lips press against her breast as he took a swollen rosy nipple into his mouth and suckled on the pink nub. Relena bit her tongue to stop from laughing hearing Rashid clear his throat again, a pale red creeping up into his cheeks. "Please Rashid, continue."

"Of course Miss Relena. The assault on her breast was tender, yet Monique could tell he was holding back from taking her violently and savagely. She now realized that she was completely naked on the floor underneath him, his large calloused hands were making their way down her body until they reached her womanly essence. She squealed and bucked some more feeling his tongue bathe her in splendid, mind blowing delight. Rashid noticed out of the corner of his eye that Rlena had taken off her blazer and, her shoes? He swallowed hard and continued to read not sure if he was more embarrassed by the words that he book held or the way Relena's white lace bra showed through her sheer white blouse. He tried his best to look away and concentrate on the book, but now her legs were extended her feet resting on his lap; one of her big toes rubbed against his manhood. He jumped up suddenly. "Miss, Miss Relena!"

Relena rolled her eyes. "Please Rashid, it was nothing I had a cramp in my foot and I rotated it to stretch it out. Now come, sit and finish the story please."

Rashid eyed her up and down briefly noticing for the first time how much of a woman the young girl had truly become. What was she, 24 now? Way past the age of innocence but still young enough to send an old man's mind reeling with dirty thoughts. He sat back down and began to read again. Her memories were suddenly for fronted in her mind how only three days ago she had been the daughter of a wealthy land owner who was sailing on her private ship to see her aunt in France but then her ship had come across Derrick Sterling. He was one of the most dreaded pirates of all the sea and at first she thought surely she would die by his sword and now here she was, a prisoner in his ship's cabin, only minutes away from losing her innocence, her very soul to the devil himself. But she did not care for she knew in her heart she had fallen in love with him.

Derrick Sterling shivered as he brought his lips back up to Monique's, as his fingers tangled in her fiery red locks. He felt her shiver and gasp in pain as he finally found the courage to enter her body and begin the sweet torturous rhythm that he hoped would only bring her pleasure. For she was a lady of breeding and culture, intelligence and great beauty, one not to be abused and then discarded like he did with his common seaport whores. What? Derrick Sterling caring about a woman? Yes, he told himself, he did care for Monique, in fact he found that he was very much in love with her.

"Oh Derrick!"

He was spurned on as she cried his name, his sex straining inside of her body, moving a little faster, a little harder. Rashid's eyes caught Relena's again but this time she was not sitting in her seat. Instead she was on her knees in front of him. She plucked the book from his hands and tossed it over her shoulder where it landed with a soft thud on the floor behind her. "I think we both know what's about to happen in the book. He's simply going to fuck her until she has an earth shattering orgasm.

"Miss, miss Relena." Rashid began to stammer again as she pried apart his legs, snaking her way up his body until she was nose to nose with him; she then whispered.

"So Rashid. Are you going to be the big bad pirate and I'll be the innocent little debutante twit?"

Rashid's eyes grew wide. He could not understand why such a delicate high class lady would want with him, but then again, he was no fool and would not pass up a chance to score with a hot young babe, but then there was Master Quatre, would he lose his respect if he were to find out that he had screwed one of his best friends, especially Relena?

But her lips against his made him lose all reason, all guilt. He grasped her around the waist and pulled her completely on his lap, her legs straddled around his body. She was so tiny against his wide frame but he could be gentle, if in fact, that's what she wanted. He made quick work of shedding the remainder of his cloths and hers and now they were completely naked, his sex rock hard and pulsing. Relena gasped seeing Rashid's large thick member. Lordy she'd never seen one that size, but damn was she anticipating that shaft inside of her, wondering if it would make her feel like she was losing her virginity all over again. The time for formalities has long passed over and she raised herself just slightly bringing herself down on him, biting her lips as she felt his size stretching her.

Rashid basked in the glory of the girl and her young firm body against him and was lost as soon as he felt her sheath her cavity around him and immediately he began to work on her.

She threw back her head. "By the gods Rashid you are to be envied by all men!" She squealed somewhat loudly as she continued to ride him. Rashid bit down on one of her nipples and she arched the top part of her body forward with pleasure. "Oh yes, Rashid, oh yes." She murmured into his ear for him to go deeper, harder, faster, She felt herself nearing the brink and could tell he was near too. She could begin to see flashes of light as she came closer to heaven literally and figuratively. "Ohgodohgodohgod!" She screamed, any minute now she would explode, Rashid would explode she would feel his essence inside of her, she was, she was...

"Miss Relena? Miss Relena?" Relena opened her eyes jolted out of her sleep. She saw Rashid above her as he held her shoulder by his hand. "We've arrived at our destination Miss Relena."

Relena fluttered her lashes adjusting to reality, embarrassed suddenly as she saw Rashid starring at her book. She sweat dropped and tried her best to hide the book in her arms, realizing her and Rashid had been a dream, just a dream. Relena rose to her feet, trying no to be obvious that she was stealing a glance at his breech-covered package.

"Yes, thank you Rashid." She could not help but giggle as he escorted her off of the shuttle and into the circle of other waiting bodyguards.

"Until we meet again Miss Relena." Rashid bowed respectively.

"Yes, Rashid." Relena replied. "Until we meet again."

Relena turned around to walk away but then spun back around to face him again, extending her arms to him she held out the romance novel. "A gift to you sir. I think you'll find it interesting...Derrick."

This time her giggle was almost a full chuckle as she turned around and walked away. Rashid looked at the front to the book, wondering why the name Derrick sounded so familiar to him. He shrugged, not caring, but only smiling as he began to think about the best parts of an hour old erotic dream; an hour old erotic dream staring him and a certain young politician and diplomat by the name of Relena Dorlian.

END

Yes, yes, folks it was all a dream, it never happened and if you've made it far enough to be reading this then you are indeed a strong person. ^_^