PART 9
Yes indeedy, it is part 9.
You people should appreciate this; I'm doing this instead of an essay on photosynthesis!
Duo: Photosynthesis is…
Heero: Pointless.
Wufei: A Pagan tradition?
Quatre: Green!
Trowa: …plants…
Me:Indeed, moving on, here is a disclaimer from the god of all things pink and fluffy, Duo.
Duo: The god of Death, DEATH! Lucas does not own Gundam Wing, nor dies she own the Gundam Wing boys, and girls, and asexual beings.
Heero: Who's asexual?
Duo: That would be telling.
Heero: O.o
Trowa: Do not sue Lucas for she is one whose means do not fit their ends.
Duo: Meaning she's flat broke, so you won't get a penny!
Me: so true! Sob
Anyway, we left our pilots just ready for bed, I'm going to warn you now, I don't think I'll take this as far as a lemon, because I have a feeling I'd be crap at writing lemons. It will however be limey and such, so you have been warned, don't read this if you're underage! That means you (points at blatantly underage people). Also, even though I think that the law says that gay partners have to be 18 to have sex, this is the future; so let us assume that the law has been modified and that it's 16, and that the pilots are all 16, so no one is partaking in anything illegal. Ok, got it, good! (Points at underage people again and shakes head).
Silk Pillows
The 5 Gundam pilots and Treize traipsed their way up the stairs.
"Going up is never as fun as going down," Wufei commented.
"Let's hope you keep that attitude later on," Treize said grinning. Trowa and Duo burst out laughing. Heero forgave himself the small chuckle that escaped his lips. Quatre looked on oblivious.
"What does he mean?" he asked Trowa innocently.
"I'll show you later," Trowa answered with a half smile.
"Don't you mean you'll tell me?" Quatre asked again.
Trowa looked at Quatre thoughtfully for a while, he smiled, "No."
They continued on their arduous journey up the stairs.
"Q-man, for someone so rich, why don't you have elevators, or escalators or something!" Duo whined as he sagged against Heero, forcing the #1 pilot to push him up the stairs.
"Oh we do," Quatre answered simply, as he walked past the very stunned group.
Heero fell backwards in exasperation, taking Duo with him.
"Then why," Trowa said running a hand over his face in a tired manner, "are we walking?"
"Better for your heart," Quatre muttered. Trowa looked at him deeply until Quatre let out an irritated squeak.
"Fine, I don't where it is, I can't remember." He looked a little huffy.
"It doesn't matter Q-man," Duo said as he stood up, " I like sliding down the stairs of a morning anyway!"
"Why are you wearing only one boot?" Wufei asked from his vantage point under Treize's arm.
"Because, Wuffers, I was beating that commando guy with it remember, then I dropped it."
"Oh," Wufei said quietly, "You have very hairy toes Maxwell."
Duo blushed a violent shade of pink and hid his foot from Heero's enquiring gaze.
"Let's just get to the top of the stairs!" Treize cried, "Wufei is not getting any lighter!"
They continued up to the top of the stairs where they sat down for a quick breather.
"For pilots who train a lot, we really are unfit," Trowa said, as he panted a little.
"I'm fine," Wufei pointed out smugly.
"You were carried you ninny," Duo hissed.
"Ninny?" Heero asked amused. Duo glared at him. Heero put up his hands in mock defeat.
"Right, we are which way, Wufei?" Treize asked as he scanned the hall.
"What?" Wufei asked, befuddled.
"Which way do we go?" Treize asked.
"Is this a test?" Wufei asked as he looked up imploringly at Treize. Treize looked at him a little shocked, as well as confused.
"He's 7 doors down to the left Treize," Duo said as he laughed. Treize nodded his appreciation, picked up Wufei and took him inside the room.
Trowa raised his eyes enquiringly at Quatre, who nodded, took his hand and led him 4 doors to the right.
"Yours then," Trowa said, as Quatre pulled him inside.
"Ok, my room or yours?" Duo asked, blushing a little.
"So you want to spend the night with me then, hey?" Heero teased.
"Well you are my boyfriend!" He yelled, sticking out his bottom lip. Heero laughed.
"Keep laughing and you won't be getting any," Duo said huffily, turning his face away. The laughing stopped abruptly.
"Ok, ok, you win Duo, no more laughing."
Duo turned to him and smiled.
"Does that mean I can have some?" Heero enquired silkily.
"Maybe," Duo teased as he stood up, pulling Heero with him.
"So," he asked, "yours or mine?"
"Can we get into your room, both of us?"
Duo pondered, "True, one half of the bed is under a pile of stuff, and the floor's covered in things and whatnot, so… no."
"Exactly," Heero said as he led Duo down the right end of the hall. He stopped at the 6th door.
"My room," Heero said simply.
"I've never really seen all of your room, " Duo commented happily as Heero pulled out the several million keys it took to unlock the door, "It takes me a little while to pick all these locks, and by that time you've usually heard me and stop me progressing more than a metre into the sanctum that is your bedroom."
"What about the time you tried to get in through my window?" Heero asked with an amused glance at Duo as he fiddled with the ring of keys.
"Oh yeah," Duo said with a wide smile, "That was great, I nearly fell to my death edging along the wall outside. I did fall quite a way when you opened the window and told me to fuck off in no uncertain terms. I gave Quatre a really nasty shock when I went past his window. I don't mind telling you the things he gets up to when he thinks he's alone, wow!"
"Do you breath?" Heero asked as he was unlocking a rather large padlock.
"Some, not a lot," Duo answered simply.
Heero unlocked the last lock and opened the door. He allowed Duo to enter first. Duo bounded around looking at everything from the ceiling to the floor. He was just delving into the wardrobe when Heero pulled him back by his skirt.
"Just because your room is a mess, doesn't mean I want you to mess up mine."
Duo pouted but complied and sat quietly down on the bed.
"Why did you never let me in your room before?" Duo asked, as Heero sat don't next to him and removed his fur boots.
"You're a one man tornado, you would have messed up my stuff."
"I didn't realise you were so material."
Heero shrugged and took of his fur-lined parka.
Duo scratched his head.
"Oh yeah, I'm still wearing the costume!"
"And people say you're not smart," Heero said sarcastically, shaking his head.
Duo poked him in the side and stood up.
"Ok Yuy, I'm going to remove my make up and then I will come back. I expect you to lend me a t-shirt to sleep in…" Duo then blushed a little and looked at the floor, "oh and some boxers, 'cos, you know, I'm only wearing the knickers, and I don't really want to sleep in them, and I can't be bothered going to my room all the way down the corridor, so, yeah."
"Fine," Heero said with a raised eyebrow as he watched Duo trot from the room.
"Right, time for preparations," Heero said to himself as he slipped out of the door and ran silently down the hall.
"You have a nice room Quatre," Trowa said as he looked around. Quatre jumped playfully onto the bed.
"It's like a traditional Arabian bedroom," Quatre commented. Trowa looked around at the luxurious red and purple silks, and back to the large silk covered four-poster, with the canopy.
"Arabian Princess?" Trowa questioned as he tried not to laugh. Quatre ignored the question.
"Why have you never visited me in my room?" Quatre questioned.
"I've never had reason to," Trowa answered simply as he crawled onto the bed beside Quatre.
"I'm just going to get changed," Quatre said as he whipped of his tutu. Trowa nervously looked away as the Arabian Prince began to remove his leotard revealing his smooth, pale chest.
"I'm done," Quatre said to the back of Trowa's head.
Trowa turned around fully expecting to see Quatre in some form of suitable bed wear, like pyjamas, or in Quatre's case, that nightie he'd seen him in that time they'd bumped into each other in the hall that morning a few weeks ago. However, when he turned around Quatre was wearing nothing, but some very revealing silk boxers, pink silk boxers. Trowa squeaked.
"What?" Quatre pouted seductively, "You no like?"
Trowa couldn't speak, there seemed to be an excess of saliva in his mouth.
"How about a drink?" Quatre asked as he lent over the side of the bed, affording Trowa a very full on view of his silken ass.
Trowa nodded mutely to Quatre's butt, before realising that it was… Quatre's butt.
He pulled himself back onto the bed and offered Trowa a china teacup. He then pulled a thermos from behind his back.
"Tea?" Quatre enquired with a mischievous grin as he poured the tan liquid into the cup. He poured himself a cup and took a sip.
"Go on," he cajoled, "it's really good, my own special blend."
"I'm very aware of my tongue," Trowa blurted. Quatre merely raised an eyebrow in a Trowa-esque fashion and sipped his tea. Trowa sniffed warily at the cup, he eyed it at several angles before he noticed Quatre was giving him an odd look. Not really wanting to alienate his new boyfriend on their first evening together he stopped and took a tentative sip of the tea. To his surprise, it didn't taste bad, he sipped again. Quatre smiled.
"It's good," Trowa said smiling as he raised his cup, "I always thought I was a coffee man."
"Well now you're a convert, in the ways of the Winner family, tea drinkers extraordinaire!"
"Groovy!" Trowa replied as he drank some more.
"Now," Quatre said with a suggestive smile, "let's get you out of that costume."
He crawled over towards Trowa.
"I'm back!" Duo called as he burst in through the door.
Heero hastily threw the matches to one side before realising that this was pointless because all the candles that were lit would have had o be lit somehow.
Duo looked around. The room glowed with the soft light of many candles scattered about the room. A few gold silk pillows adorned the plain black sheets of the bed and the sweet smell of jasmine floated through the air from an incense stick burning on the bedside table. Duo's eyes welled up.
"Oh Heero," he gasped, "You're so sweet! Where did you get all this stuff?"
"It's mine," Heero said boldly as he looked into Duo's slightly misty eyes. Duo stared back at him defiantly, causing Heero to let out a sigh.
"I stole the candles from Wufei," he said dejectedly. Duo raised an eyebrow.
"I didn't think Fei would be such a romantic," he said casually looking at the wide selection of candles.
"He's not," Heero grimaced, "You should have seen those 2 going at it, I've never seen bodies in those positions before, or that much grunting and sweating an moaning and…"
"Stop already!" Duo said shrilly, "All the talk of the moaning and such was making the blood rush to my… cheeks… yeah… cheeks…" Duo said vaguely. Heero raised an eyebrow in interest and couldn't stop the involuntary movement of his eyes towards Duo's crotch.
"I got the pillows from…" Heero continued.
"Quatre," Duo said matter of factly. Heero nodded.
"Got a thing for silk hasn't he?" Heero said with a suggestive smirk.
"Lucky Trowa," Duo chortled, "And the incense?" Duo asked.
"That's mine, I find it relaxing," Heero said as he sniffed deeply. Duo was surprised to learn that the stoic pilot liked to relax. He'd always thought he'd got off on being so tense ALL the time. He said as much to Heero, who chuckled.
Heero looked at Duo, who was still in his costume. One boot on and one boot off, and no makeup. He looked adorable.
Duo looked at Heero who was now out of his costume. In just a pair of boxers he looked… good enough to eat.
'Time to turn on the charm,' Duo thought to himself as he smirked.
Heero watched as Duo lifted his arms up to his hair and undid the small buns allowing the long hair to fall free in loose waves over his shoulders. Heero had to admit, he loved Duo's hair, it looked so soft and Duo looked beautiful right now. Duo removed the remaining boot and tossed it aside. He slipped out of the small skirt, leaving himself exposed in the small knickers and leotard.
"Where are those boxers?" Duo questioned Heero. Heero wasn't listening and continued to stare. Duo clicked his fingers in front of his face a few times to get his attention.
"Wha?" Heero questioned, dazed.
"Boxers?" Duo asked amused.
"Oh, on the bed, there," he said pointing to a pair of red boxers. Duo leaned over and grabbed them. He dropped them on the floor by his feet and removed the leotard. Heero gawped at the half-naked Duo before him. He pinched himself. No it wasn't a dream, as it had hurt to pinch himself. He made a mental note not to pinch himself again. Duo turned his back to Heero and looked over his shoulder seductively.
"Cover your eyes," he breathed. Heero complied and covered his eyes with his hands and Duo removed the knickers. He bent down to pick up the boxers. Heero sneaked a peak through his fingers. He had to stop himself gasping as he caught his third glimpse of Duo's naked ass. The sight had been growing on him more and more. Duo hoisted up the boxers and Heero closed his fingers. Duo turned around and saw that Heero still had his hands over his eyes.
"Ok, I'm done," said Duo. Heero lowered his hands and allowed his eyes to travel over the half naked man. Duo blushed slightly, but shook it off.
"Where's that t-shirt?" Duo asked.
"I don't own t-shirts, only vests," Heero said, holding up one of his trademark green vests. Duo tripped slightly, but took the vest and slipped it on. It hung off him.
"Wow Heero," Duo commented, trying to right the material, "You must be quite buff." Heero smiled as Duo looked at Heero with hungry eyes. Heero patted the bed, so Duo went over and sat down next to him.
"So," Heero began. Duo looked at his hands for a little while then jumped on Heero, knocking him back on the bed. Heero looked a little shocked but not unappreciative. Duo sat on top of him and ran his hands over Heero's chest.
"Heero your muscles are so…"
"Hard!" Trowa shouted.
"But if I pull harder I'm going to rip your skin off!" Quatre wailed as he looked at Trowa's crotch.
"You can't get these things done delicately little one, just yank it, it will be fine."
Quatre looked unhappy but grabbed it any way and pulled hard. It worked. It came. Trowa yelled out.
"Thank god!" Trowa mumbled.
"Yes, I thought the zip would never give!" Quatre said as he wiped the sweat from his brow.
"I'll never where overly tight pants again," Trowa promised.
"They really were…"
"Tight," Duo said as he ran his hands up and down Heero's chest a few times. Heero was struggling with his… conscience (you know what I mean ^_~). He didn't want to frighten Duo, but having Duo's hands all over him was driving him crazy.
Duo knew he was driving Heero crazy. There was fire in those blue eyes that he recognised. He smirked and kissed Heero's chest. It was too much. Heero flipped Duo onto his back and leaned over him.
"Ooo, Heero," Duo giggled. Heero thought he looked like an angel with all that beautiful hair splayed out across the pillow. He stroked it and felt how soft it was.
"You're hair is beautiful," he husked as he stroked the silky strands. Duo smiled widely.
"I grew it myself."
"Very funny Maxwell,"
"I thought…" but Duo's words were cut off by Heero's mouth on his own. Heero slipped his tongue inside Duo's mouth and battled with the other for dominance. He won, of course. Duo moaned into Heero's mouth. He was the best kisser ever. Duo slid his hands down Heero's back to his ass. He had a weapon that he could use to gain some control over the situation. He squeezed Heero's butt. Heero squeaked in surprise. Duo grinned onto Heero's mouth.
"Gotcha," Duo said unsteadily.
"Oh yeah?" Heero mocked as he slid his hands down Duo's chest to the rim of his boxers.
"You wouldn't," Duo warned. Heero raised his brows and yanked down.
"EEP! You WOULD!" he screamed as he tried to cover himself. Heero grinned widely.
"Why do you try to hide yourself from me now, when only moments ago you were wiggling your butt at me?" Heero questioned as he kissed Duo's forehead.
"Damn," Duo sounded as he clicked his fingers, "you figured out my ploy."
"Well I am the Perfect Soldier," Heero said waving his hand airily.
"Hey!" Duo said indignantly, "How do you know that we call you that?"
Heero looked a little ashamed and looked out the window at something particularly interesting. Duo narrowed his eyes suspiciously.
"You have the place bugged don't you," Duo said. It was more of a statement than a question. Heero gave him a wide, guilty smile. Duo tutted and shook his head. Duo's distraction had caused him to remove his hands from his manhood. Heero took this opportunity to look down.
"Well, you've been hiding a large secret haven't you," he said gleefully as he looked up at the reddening face of Duo Maxwell.
"I didn't realise you were so…"
"Long," Wufei said simply.
Treize nodded his head in a satisfied sort of way.
"May I touch it?" Wufei asked as he looked into Treize's eyes. Treize nodded mutely. Wufei ran his hands up and down the length with reverie.
"I've never seen one like it," Wufei said conversationally, "and as you know I've had a lot of experience."
Treize laughed, "Yes, I got the full force of that in our first battle if I remember rightly." Wufei laughed also and handed the sword back to Treize.
"You got any of your famous swords in here?" Treize asked as he looked around the room. Wufei disentangled himself from Treize and went over to his wardrobe. He opened it up and rummaged around. Treize watched his naked profile as he turned from the wardrobe holding a particularly large samurai sword.
"Wow that one's quite…"
"Wide!" Trowa yelled as the pants sailed past his head.
"What do you mean?" Quatre asked indignantly, they were perfectly on target."
"That is clearly not the washing basket blondey and you know it," Trowa laughed as he looked at the discarded pants that lay several feet from the washing basket.
"Well I got every other thing in so it doesn't matter," Quatre said, sticking out his tongue. Trowa laughed loudly and watched as Quatre advanced upon him and took the mask, which covered one half of his face, off.
Trowa lent forward and kissed him deeply. Quatre let out a happy sigh.
"Did you always know?" Quatre asked into Trowa's mouth.
"Know what?" Trowa mumbled as he kissed the pale throat in front of him.
"You know, that you liked…"
"That I play for the other team?" Trowa said as he lifted his head to look into the blue eyes. Quatre couldn't help but laugh. Trowa smiled.
"Yeah, I think so, I never really was that interested in women."
"I always knew," Quatre said, "I think having 29 sisters may have had something to do with it," he finished musingly.
"Maybe," Trowa said with laughter in his eyes.
"I do believe," he continued as he looked at Quatre, "that these," he pointed down, "are in the way."
Quatre followed the directed finger and grinned, "I believe you're right."
2 pairs of boxers, one pink, one green, were flung in the direction of the washing basket. Quatre admired Trowa's muscular physique, while Trowa marvelled at the smooth alabaster skin. Quatre risked a glance downwards and was transfixed with what he saw.
"Trowa, I didn't think you'd be so…"
"Big," Heero finished with an admiring glance back at Duo. Duo was blushing so hard he appeared to have turned purple.
"Don't be so modest," Heero said as he kissed Duo again.
"Well you're not so bad yourself," Duo said as he looked at Heero's member through his fingers.
"Is that why you appear frightened of it?" Heero asked, amused, "It won't bite you, you know," he laughed, "I might though," he said thoughtfully. Duo giggled.
'Better let go of my inhibitions,' Duo thought to himself as he looked at Heero's… you know… again. He took a deep breath and grabbed it.
"EEP!" Heero gasped as Duo's icy hand enclosed around his semi-erect penis.
"Gah! That's cold!" He squealed. He then felt it swell, "Maybe it's not so bad," he gasped as Duo squeezed.
Duo felt Heero's… you know… swell in his hand. He felt quite proud about this and… maybe just a little turned on, as he felt his own… you know… rise to the occasion. Heero had his eyes half closed when he realised something.
"You've never done this before have you?" He questioned. Duo shook his head.
"Well I've tossed myself off of course, but…"
"No, I mean sex… with a man."
Duo snorted, "You're not a man." Heero laughed.
"Alright, boy then." Duo shook his head and looked at Heero nervously.
"It does hurt," Heero said, not wanting to sugar coat it.
"You've done it?" Duo asked incredulously, his eyes goggling. Heero looked around furtively.
"I've had some… erm… run-ins with Oz soldiers."
"More than one!" Duo squeaked. Heero laughed. He caught the horrified expression.
"It was all mutual!" Heero said hurriedly. Duo's face relaxed, he had interpreted Duo's shock correctly. Duo's face then split into a wide grin.
"Heero Yuy, slut!" Duo chirped. He laughed for a bit until Heero tugged his penis, and he gasped.
"I understand if you don't want to take it that far tonight," Heero said as he stroked Duo's hair. Duo looked thoughtful.
"Do you have any…"
Heero whipped out lube and condoms from god knows where. Duo looked shocked.
"At least I know you're prepared." Heero smiled widely.
"Too much talking," Duo said shaking his head before kissing Heero deeply. Heero ran his hands up and down Duo's body and back down to is butt.
"Ok, get ready," Heero gasped as Duo licked and nibbled his ear.
"Ready for ARGH!" Duo shrieked.
"I was NOT expecting that!" Duo squeaked. He soon stopped talking when Heero wiggled his finger a bit. Duo groaned gratefully. Heero grinned and covered the boy's neck with bites and kisses.
"Ooh, that feels…"
"Nice," Quatre said appreciatively. Trowa smiled. He then took drastic action and grabbed hold of Quatre in a very intimate place. Quatre gasped out loud and reciprocated the movement.
"Have you ever done this before?" Trowa asked Quatre between kisses.
Quatre nodded, "Some of the younger of Rashid's men have been kind enough to oblige me occasionally." Trowa looked a little shocked but merely chuckled and kissed him again.
"What about you?" Quatre asked as Trowa sucked on his… throat.
Trowa smiled, "My name-sake was my teacher," he said cryptically.
"You mean the real Trowa Barton…"
"Yep." Quatre gasped. He wasn't sure if it was from the shock, or the fact that Trowa was performing some fairly elaborate moves downstairs.
"We need protection," Trowa said sensibly as he leaned over the blonde, flicking his uni-bang out of his eyes.
"Top drawer of the table next to the bed."
Trowa leaned over and opened the drawer. He saw condoms, lube and… a vibrator.
Trowa raised his eyebrows at Quatre who merely shrugged and smiled.
"Duo caught me using it once," Quatre said with a smile, "I don't know what he was doing crawling along the outside of the house though."
Trowa kissed Quatre deeply at this and grabbed a condom and some lube. Quatre was very obliging with the helping on of the condom. Trowa gently rolled Quatre over and applied some lube.
"Ready?" he questioned.
"Ready," Quatre said firmly into the pillow.
"Ready?" Heero asked as he rolled Duo onto his back, not removing his finger.
"Ready," Duo said nervously into the pillow. Heero applied some lube and he was already wearing protection.
"Here we go," he whispered into Duo's ear as they commenced. After much ear splitting screeching and some light crying and some heavy reassurance, they had got into the swing of things. Duo had to admit, after the pain had subsided, it was really quite pleasant. He reassessed this as Heero hit a particularly pleasurable spot and kept hitting it, this was amazing! He also got some quiet time to think as well, it was nice having Heero in his… tight embrace.
Heero was having the time of his life. Duo had a particularly tight… embrace. He realised he had found the fabled spot when Duo suddenly gasped and wiggled about a bit. He kept going, not wanting to disappoint. Duo was a very… vocal lover.
Duo realised that he was quite… vocal about the whole experience, but what else could be expected.
"Ah! Heero just there!" he screamed, "That's so…"
"Good!" Quatre screamed as there passion came abruptly to a halt for both of them… a good half-hour after they had started. They lay there together, spent, but happy. Quatre curled up into Trowa's warm embrace and put his head into the crook of his neck. Trowa rested his head on top of Quatre's.
"That was beautiful," Trowa sighed.
Quatre snorted sceptically, "I think that was more wild and mind-blowing that 'beautiful'," he mocked lightly. Trowa nodded his head and chuckled.
"I think I'm falling for you," Trowa said lightly. He received no reply except soft snores and snuffles.
"Yep, definitely falling," Trowa sighed as he drifted off to sleep.
"That was just…" Duo began.
"Yeah," Heero replied.
"I mean…"
"Yeah."
"I was…"
"Yeah."
Duo laughed.
"Great conversationalists we are!"
"Hn," Heero snuffed before laughing along with Duo. Heero pulled Duo closer into his arms. After their fervent lovemaking, they were both exhausted. They lay in a tangle of black bed sheets and lube and cuddled.
"Thank you," Heero whispered into Duo's hair.
"You're welcome," Duo yawned widely, "and thank you for introducing me to this highly elicit yet highly enjoyable past-time." Heero snorted at the comment.
"You know," Duo said sleepily, "I think I'm falling for you, you know that?"
Heero smiled into Duo's hair and wound some around his finger.
"I love you too," he said quietly before realising Duo had fallen asleep. It was the loud snores that gave it away. Heero snorted again.
"Trust you to fall asleep when I'm bearing my soul," Heero chastised, then realised he was talking to himself. He settled himself down and yawned. Within a few minutes he was on the verge of sleep, despite Duo's earth-shaking snores.
"You just have to be noisy all the time don't you?" Heero yawned, "I know I'll hate morning Duo, I can just tell," he said with a sardonic smile before promptly falling asleep. The whole house lay in silence as… almost everyone, exhausted from a long evening, slept peacefully.
The end! I'll probably do one more chapter as like a morning after thing ^__^
This is the longest chapter yet, so please read and review!!!!