Title: An Unusual Arrangment - a "Finding What was Lost" backstory
Author: Something Like Human
Warnings: threesome 4x2x5, some swearing, PWP
Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing
Author's Note: This is just a PWP that was referenced in another fic of mine. It can be read on its own though. It belongs in the "Finding What Was Lost" crossover fic with Anita Blake. This story has no crossover with ABVH since it takes place during the first war.

For the slightly longer and more detailed version… please go to Makoto Sagara's fanfiction archive.

Dedication: To Makoto Sagara and Chero! You two have really brought the excitement back into writhing Gundam Wing. Thank you for encouraging me to return to writhing. I love you both!

I had been in the safe house for about a day before I got notice that I would be sharing it with some of the other pilots. It was nothing more than a studio apartment in a cramped building on L1. I was happy that Maxwell was going to be there because after he had propositioned me on the Lunar Base, we had been having a great deal of fun whenever our paths crossed. He had mentioned in his message to me that he was bringing another pilot as a playmate.
I had never had any sexual encounters with men before Maxwell. I had been married and was definitely not a virgin. I remember not having much interest in having sex with my wife but at the time, I thought it had been due to my dislike of her. I'm starting to realize that my attraction lies elsewhere.
After almost dying on the moon base with Maxwell and the mutual blow jobs that we exchanged, I had really started explore my sexuality. The American pilot had been more than willing to teach me everything I needed to know about sex between men. After being stuck for a week with Yuy at another safe house, I just approached him as Maxwell had approached me. It had been different but also enjoyable. Maxwell found out about it and teased me that he was going to get me back for getting into Yuy's spandex shorts first.
"Yo, Wu-man," the loud American exclaimed a little too loudly as he burst through the door of the apartment. With only one large open room that included a kitchenette and bed and a separate bath room, his voice practically echoed in there.
"Quiet down," I chided. "You don't have to yell, I can hear you just fine."
"Whoa, tiny," he replied letting his eyes roam over the tiny apartment. "I thought it was a safe 'house' not a safe room."
"Hey, it's safe, quit complaining," I said putting my book down. I had been sitting on the only piece of furniture in the main living space which was a bed.
"I wasn't complaining. Hey, only one bed... that's going to be fun sharing that."
"It's plenty big enough for the two of us," I argued glancing at the other pilot who was still standing in the doorway of the apartment. He had just finished his mission and looked unharmed. His clothes were a little dirty but beyond that he looked fine. I had been looking forward to getting him alone again for a while now and if he did not have injuries, then we could definitely engage in some very fun activities. "Why are you standing there with the door open? Come in, make yourself... comfortable."
"Oh, I'm waiting for Quatre to get up here," he replied leaning on the door frame.
I had not expected it to be the L4 pilot. The message that I had gotten from him initially made me think of Yuy since the last that we had talked, we had discussed my proposition of the Japanese pilot. He had been quite jealous that I had bedded him first. I guess that I had just jumped to conclusions that when Maxwell mentioned a playmate that he had meant someone that I had already slept with.
"Quatre?" I replied raising an eyebrow at him.
"Yeah, well, we had a mission together and he figured that I owed him one for fucking you first," the other pilot replied with a smirk.
"I didn't know it was a race."
"Nah, not really a race, he's just excited that he has a chance with you," Maxwell explained. "He told me a while ago that he thought you were, and I quote, 'Dead sexy, dark and mysterious'."
"Excuse me while I don't believe that," I said rolling my eyes. I had no delusions on what I looked like.
"No, Duo, you did get that wrong," Winner's voice came from the apartment building's hallway. He pushed in pasted the braided pilot before continuing. "I believe that I said he was 'drop-dead sexy'."
"Ah, my mistake," Maxwell laughed. "Either way, I think you're right."
"You two are..." I started but was interrupted by Winner.
"Absolutely right."
Maxwell just laughed and closed the apartment's door. He locked it before tossing his bag on the kitchen counter. Quatre slipped off his shoes at the door and placed his bag beside them. I watched both of them realizing that more than likely; the three of us were going to have sex here. I was excited and a little bit nervous. Before several months ago, I had never even thought of having sexual relations with another man let alone two at the same time. I was not even sure how that was going to work.
"I'm going to freshen up, I take it that the bathroom is the door over there," Quatre said pointing to the only other door in tiny apartment. When I nodded, he ducked in there. I was left alone in the room with Maxwell who was already staring down at me sitting on my bed. He walked up to the foot of the bed and looked down at me. I smirked up at him from where I was reclining back on the mattress.
"You know, you still owe me for tapping that ass of Yuy's when you knew that I wanted him," he stated smirking down at me.
"He'll still sleep with you if you ask him," I argued.
"I know, but I still like holding this over you," he replied while he crawled on to the mattress with me. He proceeded to crawl directly over me. I had to lean back on the pillow to accommodate his chosen position over me. He was straddling me on all fours without actually touching me. I reached up and pulled on his neck. I lifted up just enough that I could kiss him. We kissed and it was a lot gentler than one would imagine.
"Now that is almost as good as I imagined it to look like," Quatre's voice came from the side of the bed. We broke the kiss and looked over at the blond. He was already stark naked - all pale skin and muscle. I had not imagined that the young Arabian to be so well built. He did not have the fighting background that myself or the others had but it looked like he was very naturally blessed though. I knew of his battle stamina and endurance, but I had never dreamed that his pastel button down shirts hid such a nice body. He was actually every bit as built as Yuy was.
"Wait until you see the whole package," the man above me practically purred.
"I don't want to wait, undress him now."
It wasn't a suggestion. The look on his face made it clear that it was an order. I could feel Maxwell shift back to sit on my hips as he unbuttoned his own shirt. I lay there just watching Winner though. I was distracted by the muscles in his thighs. The pale, creamy skin there looked soft to the touch but it was in opposition to the hard muscles. I still wanted to touch him.
"I think you need to help Wu Fei there Duo, he appears to be distracted," Winner stated without stepping any closer. I turned my head away from him to see a shirtless Maxwell reaching down to my waist band. I leaned up enough to allow him to pull off my tank top. The American's body was not as tightly muscled but more wiry.
"Pants, too," Quatre directed standing over us with his arms crossed.
"Pushy, pushy," Maxwell muttered.
"Hey, you owe me, I rescued you out there today," the blond pilot replied. "And you said you'd do this to repay me."
"I know, I'm just teasing you," he replied getting up off of me to remove his pants. He made quick work of his while I was pulling mine off of my hips. He climbed back up on the bed to help me pull them down my legs. "Trust me, I want us all naked and ready just as much as you do."
"You remember what we talked about, Duo," the pilot from L4 asked and continued when he got a nod in response. "Good, then move please, up to the head of the bed."
Duo changed positions. He was sitting beside my head on one of the pillows. He reached down and lifted my head enough to pull my hair band out of my ponytail. He spread my hair around my head while I just gave him a glare. He just poked the tip of my nose in response before tossing the hair elastic across the room.
My attention was drawn back to Winner who had started to climb onto the bed with us. He straddled my body. I reached for him to pull him down over me. He resisted though. I tried to pull harder at him but it was like trying to move a stone. He held his position over me without our bodies touching.
"Duo, hold his hands down for me," the blond over me requested. "I want to explore him without him distracting me."
Maxwell reached for my hands where they were resting on Quatre's body but I tried to resist his attempt to restrain me. He just looked at me with those large, expressive eyes. "Do you trust me?"
I was confused because I was not sure what part of this situation he was talking about. I wanted to feel Quatre's body on mine and they were both preventing me from doing that. "I don't understand."
"Quat has this little fantasy about you," the American said pulling at my arms again. "He wants me to hold you down while he fucks you. Do you trust me to do that without letting you get hurt?"
"Hold me down?"
"Yes, Wu Fei," the blond stated turning my head to face him. I looked up into his pale blue eyes. "You just seem so powerful and in control all of the time, I just want to see you writhing under me as I take you. If you're touching me, you could try to take control and even though it will probably still be great, Duo said that he'd help me acheive this little fantasy."
"So do you trust me?" Duo asked again. I thought about what they had said. I knew that I could physically overpower either of them alone or possibly both of them due to my martial arts training. Duo would be holding my arms more to remind me to submit to Winner. I had bottomed to Maxwell before and found it to be very enjoyable.
"Why not," I shrugged. "This could be... interesting."
"Oh, I'm betting it'll be more than interesting," Duo replied moving my now relaxed arms off of the blond above me. The brunette moved around so that he was sitting behind me. My head and shoulders were cusioned on his lap. It took some more shifting until I was completely settled between the lanky man's legs while he held my arms above my head. His groin was warm beneath my shoulders. Quatre was sitting back staring at us below him. I could see his desire at the sight of us. I already knew that I liked looking at my darker skin tone pressed against Maxwell's fairer skin.
The blond leaned foward once again and kissed me. It was a much more powerful kiss than the one I had shared with Maxwell. He pressed into me as he deepened the kiss. I kissed him back hungrily and had to be stopped by Maxwell as I attempted to reach my hand towards Quatre's face. I glared around the kiss but he just tightened his grip on my wrists.
Winner started to kiss down my neck and then suck gently on my skin. I tried to move my head to get him to move on but my efforts were mostly ineffectual. He finally started down my chest paying particular attention to my nipples. I arched under his touch which ground my shoulders into Maxwell's groin. He shifted under me and I was made well aware of his arousal beneath me.
Quatre moved down my body quickly by licking and kissing his way there. He briefly toyed with my erection with both his hands and his mouth. I gasp when he pulled back. I wanted more but was unable to pull him back down with my hands. I did not want to beg but I was so aroused that I wanted him to continue. "More, Winner."

"No, I have other plans for you," he replied starting to move back off of me. I hooked my legs around him since they were free to move. "Ah, ah, ah, I don't think so. You don't want me to find something to tie your legs down with?"
I growled in response. Duo leaned down over me, "Trust me, you're going to like this."
"Fine," I replied. For some reason, I believed Maxwell. I blame those impossibly vibrant eyes. I relaxed into Duo's hold as Quatre prepared me. It always took a while for me to relax and today especially since I was a little tense with the whole new situation going on. Duo leaned over me and talked quietly to me while Quatre worked another finger into me. He still held both of my wrists in one and hand the other hand gently caressed my face. He stroked my hair as it lay on his stomach. His braid fell over his shoulder and landed near my hands. I grasp the end of it in one hand. I rubbed my thumb over the bound locks much like a child would worry a blanket. Finally, Quatre deemed me ready to proceed.

After a bit we reorganized so that Duo could join in as well. It was definitely more than interesting as he had promised. All too soon though, we had reached completion. The blond quickly moved out from under me though which was good because my legs were starting to shake. Maxwell pulled me down on top of him. I rested against his chest as he reclined against the headboard. I snuggled down on to him. Winner moved up beside us. He reached out and stroked my hair. Maxwell stopped him though and tucked my hair behind my ear. The other two pilots must have been sharing a look but I could really only see the blonde's face. I reached my arm out to lie across Quatre as well. He snuggled into the two of us before drifting off to sleep. I dozed off myself as Duo started to stroke my hair again. My last thought before falling asleep was that I did trust Maxwell with my body as I lay in his arms.

The End.