Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Yuletide Peace ❯ Unwrapping Presents ( Chapter 5 )

Title: Yuletide Peace [part 5/6]

Book 4 of the "Incredible Edibles Series"

Author: Enigma

Written: December, 2001; revised: December, 2002

Rating: NC-17

Series: Gundam Wing

Pairings: (3x5)-lemon [(Sally+9) (1x2) (6x4)]-non-lemon

Category: Yaoi, Shojo ai, Romance, Sap, Humor, Lemon, AU-OOC

Enigma Story Category: Pilots' Pleasure

Archive: mediaminer.org [author: "E-sama the Llama"], GW Addiction, Sweet&Sweet

Warnings: yaoi, shojo ai, romance, sap, humor, lemon, Howard, G-Boys in party clothes, seductive eating, holiday foods, fluff, and general silliness. AU-OOC.

Disclaimers: "Gundam Wing" is the property of Bandai, Sunrise, et al. This unauthorized and unpaid piece of fanfiction was created for entertainment only, kindly do not sue me.

Notes: Following a wonderful Thanksgiving celebration with friends, Wufei and Trowa rendezvous with Sally aboard Howard's ship and the injured ShenLong pilot is finally freed of the cumbersome cast that he has worn since his Gundam was shot down. What special gift does Trowa offer Wufei while they attend a joyful Christmas party which includes another lovely face from both Gundam pilots' recent pasts?

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Lemon Disclaimer: Kindly note that in the Real World, "safe" sex should be practiced at all times. However, this is an "Enigma Yaoi Romance Lemon" and all bishounen in question are hence magically protected against the dangers of sexually transmissible diseases, therefore they can skip the condoms -- and they know it!

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The silence of the tender moment being shared by two young lovers was broken by an unexpected noise.

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Having forgotten about the way his cane tended to slip on the floor of their cabin, Wufei hadn't been keeping a very tight hold on it and it had crashed noisily onto the floor.

Embarrassment and amusement danced in the ShenLong pilot's eyes as he looked up at his angel and offered, "Oops? I'm a bit clumsy, koi. Gomenasai." He moved as if to slip free of his lover's embrace to retrieve the fallen item and found himself gently restrained by strong arms.

"No need for apologies, dearest dragon," Trowa murmured to him then bent his head, kissed his lips sweetly, then added mischievously, "No need for canes, either, koi!" Without warning, he swept the oriental youth into his arms and carried him to their bed.

Startled, Wufei automatically threw an arm around his lover's neck, the intense red of his silk tunic contrasting with the soft green of Trowa's shirt to create an eye-catching combination of the colors of the season even as he gasped with surprise, "Tro!"

Any words of caution or complaint were lost immediately as Trowa smiled adoringly at him and said, "I think I've made you wait long enough for your present, dragon. Don't you agree?"

Smiling in return and using his free hand to begin loosening the burgundy necktie, Wufei playfully commented, "Well, angel, ordinarily, I'd say that I could wait forever for you. But now that you mention it, I'd like to start unwrapping my gift, if you don't mind."

Chuckling as he sat the smaller boy near the edge of the bed, Trowa leaned down to begin unfastening the row of elegant black silk frogs that held the asymmetric front edge of the tunic closed saying, "I don't mind at all, love. [1] In fact, that's such a good idea, I think I'll join you. Ah, thanks!"

The last words were added in appreciation as the tie was drawn away from his neck and set aside. Like most men who didn't wear them on a regular basis, Trowa disliked the tightness around his throat caused by a necktie, but after Sally and Duo had gone to so much effort for them both, he wouldn't have failed to wear it to the party.

"You're welcome," Wufei smiled as he moved to unbutton the pale green shirt, happily pulling it free of the waistband of the dark gray pants and letting it gape open to reveal the smooth alabaster skin of his lover's chest. "Mmm, very nice! I really like my present so far, angel."

"Ah, good!" Trowa smiled as he released the last silken frog and then moved to untie the broad, black sash that bound his lover's tunic in place which was preventing him from removing the tunic entirely. Deftly unwinding it, he slipped the long accessory from Wufei's waist and straightened up to fold it even as the smaller youth removed the leather belt from Trowa's pants. The emerald-eyed teen set aside the sash and pulled the now fully open crimson tunic off, setting it on the bed as he hungrily eyed bronze pecs and caramel-toned nipples.

Looking at the lengths of black fabric and leather appreciatively, the Chinese pilot remarked with a suggestive smirk, "I just realized something, love. Between your belt and my sash, I think I could find a way to tie you to a bed someday. What do you think of *that* idea, Tro?"

Trowa uncharacteristically snorted softly in amusement and answered with a shrug, "I think that now that you've mentioned it, you'll have to find a technique that will allow you to make good on that, my dragon, otherwise, I may have to accuse you of being a flirt!"

Working diligently at unsnapping Trowa's pants and sliding the zipper down with a sigh of anticipated pleasure, Wufei slipped his hand up and down his lover's newly revealed, silk-covered erection. Stroking it slowly, he turned his best almost-but-not-quite-innocent smile towards the man who was not having much luck figuring out how the black silk pants stayed in place.

Once he was sure he had Trowa's attention, the Asian teen commented sweetly, "While I do *tend* to flirt, my dear Trowa, kindly remember that I *always*," he squeezed the thickness in his hand firmly, "*always*," another even firmer squeeze, "deliver on my promises. And if I've told you that I intend to find a way to tie you down and drive you insane, then I shall do so!"

Feeling the fire in his body raging higher, Trowa groaned as if in pain and reached to place a gently restraining hand over Wufei's teasing one and chided tenderly, "Please, love, stop. I'm sorry I implied you were being a flirt, but tonight, *I* want to be the one in control here and you are destroying what little concentration I had left after the way we were eating earlier.

Chagrinned, Wufei turned sorrowful eyes towards his lover. In his haste to bare his lover's substantial assets, he'd forgotten that it was his turn to follow and not to lead for the first time in far too long. Eyes downcast, the oriental teen placed his hands in his lap and apologized, "Gomenasai, koi. I fear I was too eager. Forgive me."

Smiling at him warmly, the HeavyArms pilot answered by placing gentle fingers under his chin and coaxing him to look up, saying, "No apologies, remember, love?" A small nod was his answer and he added with a soft twist to the corner of his lips, "Now, if you'll be so good as to tell me how on Earth these pants come off, we'll be back on track, all right?"

Onyx eyes blinked stupidly for a moment, then the ShenLong pilot chuckled quietly and said only one word, "Drawstring."

Trowa looked dumbfounded and then laughed lightly as he shook his head, "A drawstring, koi? Expensive, elegant, 'they look so damned good on you that it makes me hard just looking at you' pants like these are held up by a simple drawstring? That figures. Where?" He cocked his head in curiosity then watched as bronze fingers slipped to the left side seam and lifted out the loop of braided silk that had hidden there and frustrated him this entire time. "Ah, thank you, dragon, that makes it much easier."

Wufei remained silent as his lover assisted him to his feet before unknotting the loop, stretching the waist of the pants open enough that Trowa could remove them easily, exposing bronze legs and a pair of black silk boxers that matched the pants perfectly. Long fingers made short work of them as well and soon, Chang Wufei stood before him, nude body shining in the light from the lamp beside the bed, radiantly sensuous without doing anything more than breathing.

"oh, gods, fei," Trowa moaned softly, awe-struck by the almost ethereal appearance of the boy before him and he added quietly, "you are more beautiful tonight than I could have dared to dream!"

Casting coal-toned eyes down and away shyly, mimicking the way Trowa did it that he loved so much when their roles were in their normal alignment, Wufei answered quietly, "I'm glad that you find me acceptable, angel." Emboldened by the sound of a sudden intake of breath from his partner as he subtly flexed his muscles and caused his manhood to twitch as if beckoning to him, he raised his eyes once more and asked in a firmer tone, "But aren't you going to join me, lover? I need you, please."

Wufei's pointed gaze at the outstretched front of Trowa's boxers was unapologetic and it garnered him the response he desire as the taller boy reasserted his dominant role and said, "All in good time, my dragon. First, I intend to lay you down on the bed before your leg gives out on you and our night ends with a call to Sally." As he'd gently chastised his lover, the European youth had also approached him and guided him onto the bed before arranging the willing bronze body into a position he found attractive.

Soon, the naked boy was laying on the bed, left knee bent and raised, recently injured right leg carefully straight and out at an angle in hopes that it would remain undisturbed as they made love, one arm above his head and the other laying relaxed across chiseled abdominal muscles. The crowning glory, of course, was a part of the boy that needed no arranging. Rising from a thicket of soft black curls, Wufei's erection glistened with the first few drops of pearlescent precum that incited a familiar hunger in his partner.

Stepping back from his living artwork, Trowa groaned appreciatively at the sight before him and slipped his own boxers off finally as he merely murmured, "stunning. positively stunning."

The youth displayed so attractively on the bed, however, had quite an impressive sight of his own to admire in return.

Standing a few feet back from the bed and fully exposed to the soft lamplight, Trowa reminded Wufei of the marble statues of ancient gods as they were meant to be, fully endowed with an abundance of all that was truly masculine. Onyx eyes lit with lust and desire as they admired the European youth's long, lean legs and what arose at their juncture, an arousal that was substantially larger than his own and one which he had felt within himself far too infrequently.

The Chinese boy felt a fire in his cheeks slowly beginning to burn as he reminded himself that the incredibly thick, heavy erection that he couldn't tear his eyes from would soon be where he needed it most. His body ached to be filled by it, he loved the feeling of fullness it gave him so much, yet as long as the act made Trowa uncomfortable he would limit the number of times he asked for it despite his yearning for it.

The taller teen knew that his lover enjoyed him in the role of seme but it worried him that Wufei always seemed too tight and he feared injuring him. Hence, it was left to the Chinese boy to request encounters such as the one they were about to share and for Trowa to have remembered the expressed desire for an entire month without acting on it until now wasn't unusual. Good things are worth waiting for, and to Wufei the willowy European boy was the very best of all things and he'd wait forever if that's what it took.

Below Trowa's stiff shaft hung the soft velvety sac that the oriental boy loved to lick and suckle upon, but it wasn't his role this time and so he tried not to think about it as his eyes finally became unstuck from the focus of many a fantasy. Lust-filled obsidian orbs traced their way upwards past pink nipples perfectly placed on well-muscled ivory pecs like a pair of delectable pale raspberries adrift on a sea of cream.

The journey's end was, of course, a face more dear to Wufei than life itself.

Expressive emerald eyes glimmered at him from beneath the soft flow of auburn bangs that he loved to tangle his fingers in as they made love. The elegant features of Trowa's face were a unique expression of his blended European heritage that created an image of male beauty that few could find fault with. Above the firm chin was a pair of lips that could alternately be thinned in concentration, gently twisted in amusement, tenderly lifted in adoration, or, as they were now, parted and being moistened by a shell pink tongue.

Gasping at the realization that simply focusing so completely on looking at Trowa had caused his arousal to begin to throb with need, Wufei moaned softly, and begged his soulmate wordlessly to proceed.

Shaking himself from a similar set of observations, the taller youth finally moved to join his beloved, stopping beside the bed to lean down and kiss his lips briefly before asking quietly, "Dragon, may I taste you?"

"Oh, gods, yes!" The oriental boy moaned urgently and would have spread his legs even wider if he hadn't been placed into a special position by his lover that he had no intention of rearranging if he could avoid it.

"Ah," Trowa sighed appreciatively, kissing him once more and reaching down to wrap one hand warmly around the upthrust flesh, pumping it firmly before he moved to sprawl comfortably between parted bronze thighs. Glancing up to make sure his actions were being watched and seeing that they were, he pulled the hard flesh towards his mouth and slowly lapped away the drizzle of bittersweet precum that had decorated its tip. Then, without further teasing or slow introductory actions, the HeavyArms pilot greedily placed the entire length into his mouth and sucked on it fiercely.

Arching his back in automatic response to the sudden incredible feelings of pleasure that were washing over him, Wufei cried out an inarticulate expression of joy that warned his lover that he wouldn't last long under the oral assault.

Pleased that he had such a responsive partner, Trowa took the next step in his campaign to drive his lover over the edge for the first of hopefully several times that night by deep-throating him and humming insistently.

The vibrations coursing through his cock combined with the suction pulling on it proved too much for the smaller of the two teens to resist. As the first waves of fluid passion gushed forth into his lover's waiting mouth, Wufei wailed, "Angel!"

Beyond ready, Trowa gladly released his prize somewhat to insure he didn't miss so much as a single drop of the thick liquid that he considered tastier than honey for it was not only sweet it was also salty and bitter despite the contradictions that implied. Drinking down his beloved's release eagerly, the European teen soon found himself lapping away the last tendrils of seed from his lover's temporarily diminished erection.

With a lazy smile of satisfaction, Trowa finally pulled his mouth away entirely and licked his lips before crawling upwards to lay full length atop his beloved so that he could kiss his gasping mouth and share the treasured flavor. "Mmm," he murmured, "you taste utterly delicious tonight, dragon. Don't you agree?"

Moaning softly as he enjoyed the feeling of supple lips pressed against his own, Wufei's answer went unspoken but not unheard as Trowa gently pressed his own untouched arousal against a bronze hip, leaving a shining trail in its wake. Voice filled with love, the emerald-eyed boy asked softly, "are you ready for more?"

"oh, yes! please?" Wufei schooled his voice to be atypically soft and pleading, much the way that Trowa's usually sounded at this point when inside his mind was screaming loudly that if his lover didn't hurry up, he might just die from anticipation.

Restraint, of course, was the way to go in this instance and Trowa smiled promisingly and stated firmly, "Then you shall have it, my love, and soon!"

After dropping one last somewhat apologetic kiss to Wufei's lips, the auburn-haired boy pushed himself carefully off of the bed and quickly went to retrieve something, leaving the Chinese boy a moment or two to wonder what was wrong since the lube was under the pillow like usual.

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To be continued

Author's Note for This Part:

[1] The frogs mentioned here are an ancient alternative to buttons used on traditional Asian clothing and not amphibians, of course.

Full Author's Notes to run at conclusion.