Pairings:
- Active: 5x2, 1x4
- Implied: 1+2, 3+4, 2x4
Warnings: yaoi
Disclaimers: Gundam belongs to the fans! ...and whoever paid for it.
Five Pilots, Together
by Megkazul
Chapter 1: Just Grab Someone
Duo yawned and stretched luxuriously, propping his feet up on the table.
Heero tried to ignore the other pilot, but it was impossible. Duo was constantly doing things to distract him, and his eyes kept straying to watch. The way Duo stretched was particularly distracting. Of all the guys Heero had ever known, Duo wore the tightest clothing. He was unbelievably attractive when he stretched, letting that smooth black material glide over his muscles and then having the audacity to end up in a position that displayed his body perfectly.
Duo noticed Heero staring at him and smiled as he saw several other pilots doing the same.
"Maxwell," Wufei said, looking at him disapprovingly, "you're becoming a distraction."
"Aw, leave him be Wufei," Quatre licked his lips and stared at Duo, "this is entertaining."
//Grr// Heero didn't like the way Quatre was looking at Duo. "Quatre, why don't you go play with Trowa?"
Quatre wrinkled his nose and hopped over to Trowa, who immediately narrowed his eyes and pointed his gun at Quatre.
"See?!" Quatre whined, "I can't play with Trowa; I can't even get near him!"
"Well you can't have Duo. He's mine."
"I am, am I?" Duo leapt out of his chair and dashed over to stand behind Wufei, wrapping his arms around the Chinese boy's neck and nuzzling him gently, "What if I don't wanna be yours?"
Heero didn't answer, he just smirked and watched as Duo toyed with Wufei.
Determined to make Heero jealous, Duo opened his mouth and extended his tongue, letting it brush lightly against Wufei's lips.
Wufei didn't respond; he didn't even open his mouth.
Duo frowned and slid around to Wufei's front side, putting his hand on the boy's jaw and forcing it open.
"That's better." Duo pressed close to Wufei and began to kiss him, tasting the boy's sweet mouth and enjoying it, despite Wufei's continuing lack of response. //How can he just stand there?!//
He stopped kissing the boy and moved his mouth to Wufei's ear, "Come on, help me here," he whispered, hoping the boy would finally respond, which he did.
Wufei slid one arm around Maxwell's shoulders and placed the other on the boy's waist and began kissing him passionately, trying to make as much a show of it as possible. Maxwell, being an expert at getting attention, was doing his part wonderfully, and both Yuy and Winner were watching attentively. As he continued to kiss Maxwell, Wufei wrapped one leg around Maxwell's ankles and keeping the other in place to support him.
Duo was in heaven. Not only had he managed to put on a great show for Heero, but Wufei was an incredibly good kisser. He loved the way Wufei was holding him, really getting into it and surely driving Heero crazy. He was completely unprepared for what Wufei did next.
Without warning, Wufei bit down hard upon Duo's bottom lip and pushed him away. Surprised, Duo exclaimed as he stumbled backward, tripping over Wufei's foot.
"He bit me!" Duo looked up at Wufei incredulously, wondering why he was sitting on the floor with a bloody lip. Eyes wide, he looked toward Heero and Quatre, who seemed to be trying hard not to laugh.
"Did you see that?! Wufei bit me!"
Wufei looked down at the pilot sprawled before him, "You deserved it."
"I did not!" Duo looked horribly offended, so Quatre went over to cheer him up.
"Duo, don't worry about it, nobody expects you to understand Wufei."
Wufei glared at Winner furiously, but the boy ignored him.
"Come on, cheer up." Quatre put his hand on Duo's chin, forcing the longhaired pilot to look at him.
//Dammit, this is not going well, everyone here, excluding Trowa, is closer to Duo than me!// Heero walked over to the two boys on the floor and picked them both up, one in each hand.
"Hey, Heero," Quatre whined, "you're interrupting my quality time with Duo here."
Heero glared at Quatre, "You don't get quality time with Duo."
Duo grinned, looking awfully ridiculous as he hung from Heero's hand, "Quatre's too soft for my tastes anyway; last time I fucked him he-"
Duo's words were cut off as Heero hurled him across the room, straight towards Trowa, who pressed the barrel of his gun into Duo's neck and asked him to repeat what he'd just said.
"Umm..." Duo tried to think of something that wouldn't make the taller pilot angrier, "Quatre's great in bed?"
Trowa narrowed his eyes and cocked the gun.
"Bad, I mean bad. Quatre's horrible in bed! Uhh..." realizing he'd just made a mistake, Duo corrected himself before Trowa could pull the trigger.
"No! Heero's good in bed. I wouldn't know about Quatre; I've never had him before."
"Keep it that way." Trowa kicked Duo back towards the other boys.
Duo looked up at the people around him. Heero was still holding Quatre and they were both staring at him blankly. Wufei was standing just a little ways behind them with a smirk on his face.
"Now he's laughing at me!" Duo glared at Wufei, "He thinks this is funny!"
"Maxwell, your stupidity amazes me."
//That's it. He's dead.// Duo pounced on Wufei, knocking the surprised boy to the floor.
"Maxwell, please get off me." Wufei was lying on his back, with Maxwell sitting on top of him. Maxwell growled and put on an angry face. Wufei's eyes widened. //Whoa... Maxwell looks good mad.//
"I will not get off."
"Wufei gets quality time with Duo," Quatre grumbled.
Heero glared at Quatre and then dropped him on the floor. "Hn."
Wufei propped himself up on his elbows and looked into Maxwell's angry blue-violet eyes. "What do I have to do to make you get off?"
"Hmm..." Maxwell appeared to be thinking for a second, then leaned over and whispered into Wufei's ear.
Wufei paled, "Nani?"
Heero looked over at Duo and Wufei suspiciously. He knew Wufei would never do anything dishonorable, but their whispering was making him nervous.
"Come on Wufei, it'll be fun," Duo grinned devilishly.
"What if Yuy pulls out a gun?"
"Don't worry about that," Duo patted a sheathed weapon at his waist, "I stole it from him."
Wufei raised an eyebrow and looked at Maxwell, "How did you get it off him?"
Duo grinned.
"Alright," Wufei smirked. //This is going to be interesting...//
Duo leapt off Wufei and dashed toward Heero, "Wufei trying to kill me!"
"Good. Let him"
"Don't you even care?!" Duo looked at Heero, aghast.
"No." In reality, Heero did care for Duo, but Duo could defend himself.
Duo put on a fearful expression and then glanced toward Wufei, who jumped to his feet and began chasing after Duo.
"So, Quatre, what've you been doing lately?" Heero was way behind on his sleep and hoped he could get Quatre talking; Quatre's talks could put anyone to sleep.
Quatre didn't even turn to face Heero, he just stared into space as he answered Heero, "I'm depressed."
//Huh? Had he heard that right? Quatre? Depressed?//
Wufei grabbed Duo. "Heero! Help me!"
Heero didn't even notice Duo, he was too busy looking at Quatre.
"Depressed? Why?"
Quatre looked over at Trowa, who was standing by the door with his eyes closed, holding his gun.
"I'm so lonely."
Heero put an arm around Quatre sympathetically, "Don't worry, Trowa will snap out of it soon."
Quatre looked at Heero, his eyes gleaming with moisture.
//Those eyes...// Heero was unable to resist them, and without thinking, he leaned over and licked Quatre's lips.
Duo struggled to get out of Wufei's grip, but the boy wouldn't let him go. Wufei held onto him tightly and managed to knock him onto the floor.
"Wufei!" Duo looked up at him pleadingly
Wufei placed his mouth over Maxwell's and kissed him softly, letting his tongue slip in between Maxwell's lips, which, not surprisingly, were already parted.
With speed enough to astound Heero, Quatre glued himself to Heero and began to cry into his shoulder.
"Quatre, calm down," Heero ran his fingers through the distraught boy's hair.
"No, no... this is horrible, I hate being alone."
Heero wrapped his arms around Quatre and held him tightly, "You're not alone."
Duo kissed Wufei back eagerly, sucking at the boy's tongue as if it were his life force.
Wufei broke the kiss as he started to laugh, "Maxwell! I thought you wanted me to be seme."
Duo craned his head up, trying to reach Wufei's lips, "I don't care anymore; Heero isn't paying any attention."
Wufei smirked and gave the boy what he wanted, kissing him passionately.
Quatre put his mouth up to Heero's and gnawed on the skin there until Heero opened his mouth.
//Quatre's down right horny when he's depressed!// But Heero didn't mind; he let Quatre's tongue enter his mouth and the began to toy with it, liking the obsessive way Quatre's tongue went about claiming his mouth.
To Be Continued...
Authors Note: Ooh... this could get interesting... Please review.
- Active: 5x2, 1x4
- Implied: 1+2, 3+4, 2x4
Warnings: yaoi
Disclaimers: Gundam belongs to the fans! ...and whoever paid for it.
Five Pilots, Together
by Megkazul
Chapter 1: Just Grab Someone
Duo yawned and stretched luxuriously, propping his feet up on the table.
Heero tried to ignore the other pilot, but it was impossible. Duo was constantly doing things to distract him, and his eyes kept straying to watch. The way Duo stretched was particularly distracting. Of all the guys Heero had ever known, Duo wore the tightest clothing. He was unbelievably attractive when he stretched, letting that smooth black material glide over his muscles and then having the audacity to end up in a position that displayed his body perfectly.
Duo noticed Heero staring at him and smiled as he saw several other pilots doing the same.
"Maxwell," Wufei said, looking at him disapprovingly, "you're becoming a distraction."
"Aw, leave him be Wufei," Quatre licked his lips and stared at Duo, "this is entertaining."
//Grr// Heero didn't like the way Quatre was looking at Duo. "Quatre, why don't you go play with Trowa?"
Quatre wrinkled his nose and hopped over to Trowa, who immediately narrowed his eyes and pointed his gun at Quatre.
"See?!" Quatre whined, "I can't play with Trowa; I can't even get near him!"
"Well you can't have Duo. He's mine."
"I am, am I?" Duo leapt out of his chair and dashed over to stand behind Wufei, wrapping his arms around the Chinese boy's neck and nuzzling him gently, "What if I don't wanna be yours?"
Heero didn't answer, he just smirked and watched as Duo toyed with Wufei.
Determined to make Heero jealous, Duo opened his mouth and extended his tongue, letting it brush lightly against Wufei's lips.
Wufei didn't respond; he didn't even open his mouth.
Duo frowned and slid around to Wufei's front side, putting his hand on the boy's jaw and forcing it open.
"That's better." Duo pressed close to Wufei and began to kiss him, tasting the boy's sweet mouth and enjoying it, despite Wufei's continuing lack of response. //How can he just stand there?!//
He stopped kissing the boy and moved his mouth to Wufei's ear, "Come on, help me here," he whispered, hoping the boy would finally respond, which he did.
Wufei slid one arm around Maxwell's shoulders and placed the other on the boy's waist and began kissing him passionately, trying to make as much a show of it as possible. Maxwell, being an expert at getting attention, was doing his part wonderfully, and both Yuy and Winner were watching attentively. As he continued to kiss Maxwell, Wufei wrapped one leg around Maxwell's ankles and keeping the other in place to support him.
Duo was in heaven. Not only had he managed to put on a great show for Heero, but Wufei was an incredibly good kisser. He loved the way Wufei was holding him, really getting into it and surely driving Heero crazy. He was completely unprepared for what Wufei did next.
Without warning, Wufei bit down hard upon Duo's bottom lip and pushed him away. Surprised, Duo exclaimed as he stumbled backward, tripping over Wufei's foot.
"He bit me!" Duo looked up at Wufei incredulously, wondering why he was sitting on the floor with a bloody lip. Eyes wide, he looked toward Heero and Quatre, who seemed to be trying hard not to laugh.
"Did you see that?! Wufei bit me!"
Wufei looked down at the pilot sprawled before him, "You deserved it."
"I did not!" Duo looked horribly offended, so Quatre went over to cheer him up.
"Duo, don't worry about it, nobody expects you to understand Wufei."
Wufei glared at Winner furiously, but the boy ignored him.
"Come on, cheer up." Quatre put his hand on Duo's chin, forcing the longhaired pilot to look at him.
//Dammit, this is not going well, everyone here, excluding Trowa, is closer to Duo than me!// Heero walked over to the two boys on the floor and picked them both up, one in each hand.
"Hey, Heero," Quatre whined, "you're interrupting my quality time with Duo here."
Heero glared at Quatre, "You don't get quality time with Duo."
Duo grinned, looking awfully ridiculous as he hung from Heero's hand, "Quatre's too soft for my tastes anyway; last time I fucked him he-"
Duo's words were cut off as Heero hurled him across the room, straight towards Trowa, who pressed the barrel of his gun into Duo's neck and asked him to repeat what he'd just said.
"Umm..." Duo tried to think of something that wouldn't make the taller pilot angrier, "Quatre's great in bed?"
Trowa narrowed his eyes and cocked the gun.
"Bad, I mean bad. Quatre's horrible in bed! Uhh..." realizing he'd just made a mistake, Duo corrected himself before Trowa could pull the trigger.
"No! Heero's good in bed. I wouldn't know about Quatre; I've never had him before."
"Keep it that way." Trowa kicked Duo back towards the other boys.
Duo looked up at the people around him. Heero was still holding Quatre and they were both staring at him blankly. Wufei was standing just a little ways behind them with a smirk on his face.
"Now he's laughing at me!" Duo glared at Wufei, "He thinks this is funny!"
"Maxwell, your stupidity amazes me."
//That's it. He's dead.// Duo pounced on Wufei, knocking the surprised boy to the floor.
"Maxwell, please get off me." Wufei was lying on his back, with Maxwell sitting on top of him. Maxwell growled and put on an angry face. Wufei's eyes widened. //Whoa... Maxwell looks good mad.//
"I will not get off."
"Wufei gets quality time with Duo," Quatre grumbled.
Heero glared at Quatre and then dropped him on the floor. "Hn."
Wufei propped himself up on his elbows and looked into Maxwell's angry blue-violet eyes. "What do I have to do to make you get off?"
"Hmm..." Maxwell appeared to be thinking for a second, then leaned over and whispered into Wufei's ear.
Wufei paled, "Nani?"
Heero looked over at Duo and Wufei suspiciously. He knew Wufei would never do anything dishonorable, but their whispering was making him nervous.
"Come on Wufei, it'll be fun," Duo grinned devilishly.
"What if Yuy pulls out a gun?"
"Don't worry about that," Duo patted a sheathed weapon at his waist, "I stole it from him."
Wufei raised an eyebrow and looked at Maxwell, "How did you get it off him?"
Duo grinned.
"Alright," Wufei smirked. //This is going to be interesting...//
Duo leapt off Wufei and dashed toward Heero, "Wufei trying to kill me!"
"Good. Let him"
"Don't you even care?!" Duo looked at Heero, aghast.
"No." In reality, Heero did care for Duo, but Duo could defend himself.
Duo put on a fearful expression and then glanced toward Wufei, who jumped to his feet and began chasing after Duo.
"So, Quatre, what've you been doing lately?" Heero was way behind on his sleep and hoped he could get Quatre talking; Quatre's talks could put anyone to sleep.
Quatre didn't even turn to face Heero, he just stared into space as he answered Heero, "I'm depressed."
//Huh? Had he heard that right? Quatre? Depressed?//
Wufei grabbed Duo. "Heero! Help me!"
Heero didn't even notice Duo, he was too busy looking at Quatre.
"Depressed? Why?"
Quatre looked over at Trowa, who was standing by the door with his eyes closed, holding his gun.
"I'm so lonely."
Heero put an arm around Quatre sympathetically, "Don't worry, Trowa will snap out of it soon."
Quatre looked at Heero, his eyes gleaming with moisture.
//Those eyes...// Heero was unable to resist them, and without thinking, he leaned over and licked Quatre's lips.
Duo struggled to get out of Wufei's grip, but the boy wouldn't let him go. Wufei held onto him tightly and managed to knock him onto the floor.
"Wufei!" Duo looked up at him pleadingly
Wufei placed his mouth over Maxwell's and kissed him softly, letting his tongue slip in between Maxwell's lips, which, not surprisingly, were already parted.
With speed enough to astound Heero, Quatre glued himself to Heero and began to cry into his shoulder.
"Quatre, calm down," Heero ran his fingers through the distraught boy's hair.
"No, no... this is horrible, I hate being alone."
Heero wrapped his arms around Quatre and held him tightly, "You're not alone."
Duo kissed Wufei back eagerly, sucking at the boy's tongue as if it were his life force.
Wufei broke the kiss as he started to laugh, "Maxwell! I thought you wanted me to be seme."
Duo craned his head up, trying to reach Wufei's lips, "I don't care anymore; Heero isn't paying any attention."
Wufei smirked and gave the boy what he wanted, kissing him passionately.
Quatre put his mouth up to Heero's and gnawed on the skin there until Heero opened his mouth.
//Quatre's down right horny when he's depressed!// But Heero didn't mind; he let Quatre's tongue enter his mouth and the began to toy with it, liking the obsessive way Quatre's tongue went about claiming his mouth.
To Be Continued...
Authors Note: Ooh... this could get interesting... Please review.