Chapter Five - Yaoi or Not to Yaoi that is the Question.
Nope no owno Gundam Wingo. Sorryo. Noo sueo meo. Hao Hao!! Or Pass the Pigs! Or Jacuzzi brand bathtubs /Thoughtage/ "Speakage" **Authorage**
Quatre's POV -
I look up again at Trowa, as he hopelessly tries to cover his laughter, and glare. He only gets even more amused and becomes a slight purplish color trying even harder to prevent the burst of laughter coming from him. /Waterworks! Do it!/ And that I did, I started breathing heavily, and tilted my head down. I could feel the tears jutting on my eyelids, and taking a furtive glance at my victim, he looked very sad and sorry. I let a few drop down onto the water, making soft plinking noises as they hit. All traces of laughter were vanished from his face, and he looked as if he'd cry himself. "Koi, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. I'll never do it again," was the plead coming from across the bathtub. I looked up, and Trowa encircled his arms around me and stroked my back with one of his hands. As the sobs came more openly, I played up on it making little whimpering sounds. He pulled me tighter and apologized profusely. I grinned then launched my attack. Obviously ill prepared, Trowa gasped in shock when my mouth found his neck and started biting it harder than before. My oh so clever hand snaked down to his thigh and began to stroke it teasingly. My other hand was occupied with his two wrists, so that resistance was so never going to happen. **Dances with little Quat flag Go Cat !!!** Needless to say, Trowa liked it. He like it A LOT. There was no mistaking the throaty whisper a few minutes later. "Cat, you're shriveling up like a prune. Don't want that ass getting all wrinkly now do we?" A glare was shot his way, and he did something very unlike him. Trowa Barton stuck his tongue out. I laughed and told him there were many uses for that tongue tonight, but mocking me is not one of them. He retaliated by throwing a huge mound of suds at me, and we warred for about ten minutes. Noting that the said wrinkly skin was now starting to get painful, we washed in a hurry and went down to the living room. Drying in front of the fire, it was agreed on that there should be some game playing. We each got our respective games and greeted each other with a kiss. He laughed when I uncovered Pass the Pigs. I smirked and looked at the hand booklet. Scribbling some things in the margin, we were ready to play. I called off the scoring, as Trowa was unfamiliar with the game. "Basically, you roll the two pigs as if they were dice. If one lands on its side, and the other lands with a dot on it, you pig out and hand them over to the next respective player. We'll skip the one pointers, we're in the big leagues. If you get a Razorback (piggy that lands on his back) you get a hug. A Trotter, (one that's standing) you get a kiss on the cheek. A Snouter (one on its snout) gets you a kiss on the lips. A Leaning Jowler is a pig on its snout, but leaning on only one of its front hooves, and this renders you a french kiss. Double Razorback gets you a one handed grope, a Double Trotter gets you a two handed one. Double Snouter lets you remove one piece of clothing from your opponent. And Double Leaning Jowler gives you total control of the other player. That's about it." Smiling at the now paling Trowa, I proceed to begin. My first roll was a lucky one as I got a leaning jowler. Kissing him slowly, I brushed against his lap to ensure his uncomfortably. He smirked, gulped, and rolled a double snouter. Surprised at his luck, he gave me the most unforgiving stare. "Take off your pants." So I did. The unfortunate bit about this was.I was wearing skimpy underwear. So obviously you could see that I was.um a bit happy. Avoiding his eyes, we continued to play. Until of course, I got the Double Leaning Jowler. His eyes widened, and he looked panicked. I laughed and told him over to the couch. "Being how nice I am. I'm going to give you three commands. They are not hard. And are quite easy to complete. Then, we can play your game. Okay?" A small but stricken nod was issued from my koi. "I'm not going to bite you," I leaned up into him and kissed him softly. He relaxed and kissed back. "Strip." He closed his eyes and slowly took off his shirt. He stood dead center, and did not once take his eyes off me. This was the side of Trowa that needed to be kept in a cage like the animals he tames /Much more security/. By the end of the strip tease, Trowa was grinding into my lap, very much naked except for his boxers, and had me panting shallowly. He kissed me slowly then got up and looked for his next task. Me full of surprises, /as usual/ got an unmarked DVD from under the Pass the Pigs box. I took the handcuffs and locked them to the leg of the coffee table, further immobilizing his hands. To prevent him from moving, I sat on the coffee table, as one of the sides was opened for the game. "Watch it and keep your eyes open." I pushed play and waited for the once again victim to squirm. I knew of its contents, as I myself starred in my first ever self- written, acted, and produced porn movie. Something to write home about to the sisters, ya know? Trowa soon realized the intention of this video and started panting. As things became more intense, I realized of my own moaning, it actually turned me on a little. Trowa was moaning throatily, and could do nothing about it since I have rendered him immobile. As I heard myself scream, Trowa looked like he was about to come himself. His eyes were very smoky, and when I turned off the DVD player, he moaned again just looking at me. I happily undid his pants, still completely submissive. And got off the table. "Make yourself come for me Koi, please?" A shudder was all I got when he stared quickly stroking himself. I moaned louder and louder breathily groaning out encouragement. As his head was thrown back, and his hips lifted off the couch, with such a force it was squeaking back and forth, I could no longer resist. /Hell, who COULDN'T !!??!/ I seized his hands and took him into my mouth. I didn't even bother teasing; I just wanted to taste him. He came immediately, screaming my name. We lay there in each other's arms, spent, but with wiggling. He was ready again. "My turn." Came the very very very sexy reply.
Like? Or no like? **Continued threat with Doctor J** Owari! BYEZZZ (for now)
Nope no owno Gundam Wingo. Sorryo. Noo sueo meo. Hao Hao!! Or Pass the Pigs! Or Jacuzzi brand bathtubs /Thoughtage/ "Speakage" **Authorage**
Quatre's POV -
I look up again at Trowa, as he hopelessly tries to cover his laughter, and glare. He only gets even more amused and becomes a slight purplish color trying even harder to prevent the burst of laughter coming from him. /Waterworks! Do it!/ And that I did, I started breathing heavily, and tilted my head down. I could feel the tears jutting on my eyelids, and taking a furtive glance at my victim, he looked very sad and sorry. I let a few drop down onto the water, making soft plinking noises as they hit. All traces of laughter were vanished from his face, and he looked as if he'd cry himself. "Koi, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to. I'll never do it again," was the plead coming from across the bathtub. I looked up, and Trowa encircled his arms around me and stroked my back with one of his hands. As the sobs came more openly, I played up on it making little whimpering sounds. He pulled me tighter and apologized profusely. I grinned then launched my attack. Obviously ill prepared, Trowa gasped in shock when my mouth found his neck and started biting it harder than before. My oh so clever hand snaked down to his thigh and began to stroke it teasingly. My other hand was occupied with his two wrists, so that resistance was so never going to happen. **Dances with little Quat flag Go Cat !!!** Needless to say, Trowa liked it. He like it A LOT. There was no mistaking the throaty whisper a few minutes later. "Cat, you're shriveling up like a prune. Don't want that ass getting all wrinkly now do we?" A glare was shot his way, and he did something very unlike him. Trowa Barton stuck his tongue out. I laughed and told him there were many uses for that tongue tonight, but mocking me is not one of them. He retaliated by throwing a huge mound of suds at me, and we warred for about ten minutes. Noting that the said wrinkly skin was now starting to get painful, we washed in a hurry and went down to the living room. Drying in front of the fire, it was agreed on that there should be some game playing. We each got our respective games and greeted each other with a kiss. He laughed when I uncovered Pass the Pigs. I smirked and looked at the hand booklet. Scribbling some things in the margin, we were ready to play. I called off the scoring, as Trowa was unfamiliar with the game. "Basically, you roll the two pigs as if they were dice. If one lands on its side, and the other lands with a dot on it, you pig out and hand them over to the next respective player. We'll skip the one pointers, we're in the big leagues. If you get a Razorback (piggy that lands on his back) you get a hug. A Trotter, (one that's standing) you get a kiss on the cheek. A Snouter (one on its snout) gets you a kiss on the lips. A Leaning Jowler is a pig on its snout, but leaning on only one of its front hooves, and this renders you a french kiss. Double Razorback gets you a one handed grope, a Double Trotter gets you a two handed one. Double Snouter lets you remove one piece of clothing from your opponent. And Double Leaning Jowler gives you total control of the other player. That's about it." Smiling at the now paling Trowa, I proceed to begin. My first roll was a lucky one as I got a leaning jowler. Kissing him slowly, I brushed against his lap to ensure his uncomfortably. He smirked, gulped, and rolled a double snouter. Surprised at his luck, he gave me the most unforgiving stare. "Take off your pants." So I did. The unfortunate bit about this was.I was wearing skimpy underwear. So obviously you could see that I was.um a bit happy. Avoiding his eyes, we continued to play. Until of course, I got the Double Leaning Jowler. His eyes widened, and he looked panicked. I laughed and told him over to the couch. "Being how nice I am. I'm going to give you three commands. They are not hard. And are quite easy to complete. Then, we can play your game. Okay?" A small but stricken nod was issued from my koi. "I'm not going to bite you," I leaned up into him and kissed him softly. He relaxed and kissed back. "Strip." He closed his eyes and slowly took off his shirt. He stood dead center, and did not once take his eyes off me. This was the side of Trowa that needed to be kept in a cage like the animals he tames /Much more security/. By the end of the strip tease, Trowa was grinding into my lap, very much naked except for his boxers, and had me panting shallowly. He kissed me slowly then got up and looked for his next task. Me full of surprises, /as usual/ got an unmarked DVD from under the Pass the Pigs box. I took the handcuffs and locked them to the leg of the coffee table, further immobilizing his hands. To prevent him from moving, I sat on the coffee table, as one of the sides was opened for the game. "Watch it and keep your eyes open." I pushed play and waited for the once again victim to squirm. I knew of its contents, as I myself starred in my first ever self- written, acted, and produced porn movie. Something to write home about to the sisters, ya know? Trowa soon realized the intention of this video and started panting. As things became more intense, I realized of my own moaning, it actually turned me on a little. Trowa was moaning throatily, and could do nothing about it since I have rendered him immobile. As I heard myself scream, Trowa looked like he was about to come himself. His eyes were very smoky, and when I turned off the DVD player, he moaned again just looking at me. I happily undid his pants, still completely submissive. And got off the table. "Make yourself come for me Koi, please?" A shudder was all I got when he stared quickly stroking himself. I moaned louder and louder breathily groaning out encouragement. As his head was thrown back, and his hips lifted off the couch, with such a force it was squeaking back and forth, I could no longer resist. /Hell, who COULDN'T !!??!/ I seized his hands and took him into my mouth. I didn't even bother teasing; I just wanted to taste him. He came immediately, screaming my name. We lay there in each other's arms, spent, but with wiggling. He was ready again. "My turn." Came the very very very sexy reply.
Like? Or no like? **Continued threat with Doctor J** Owari! BYEZZZ (for now)