And now, the moment you've all been waiting for! drum roll LEMON! Now, if
you're against it, or its just not for you, you've been warned. But for
those of you who do like it, ENJOY!
Trowa gently placed the card into his pocket and put the key in the ignition. "Come on, let's get home, Duo may have already died from starvation." He said wryly, still smiling at the blonde. Quatre nodded happily. "I have something for you too." The Arabian wasn't expecting that and his clear cerulean eyes shot open. "Really?"
Nodding, Trowa backed the car out of its spot in the parking lot, sensing the happy anticipation from his angel in the seat across from him. "I think you'll like it." said 03, pulling out of the parking lot and zooming in and out of the slower moving cars until he relaxed his shoulders, having found a more empty stretch of road. Quatre grinned. "What is it?"
He chuckled, "Wait and see." Quatre gave a muffled, "Humph." Which in turn caused Trowa to laugh aloud, bringing a grin to the blonde's face. He twiddled his fingers in anticipation, not being able to even talk, his mind running over the possibilities of what he could possibly be getting.
Trowa continued to drive as Quatre's mind raced in excitement, not even thinking about the ring, which had almost claimed him previously. Quatre glanced at 03 out of the corner of his eye and smiled. He wasn't expecting a gift of any kind, and was still thinking of what the gift could be when he heard Trowa clear his throat. 04 blinked. "Hm?"
He looked over at Trowa, who was smiling rather largely. He blushed, "What!?" The tall pilot laughed, "You looked like you do when you go over strategies in your head during a battle." The blonde's brow furrowed, "I did? Well...how do I look?" He chuckled again, "Like you're trying to figure out the mysteries of the universe in 5 seconds or less."
Quatre blushed a second time, making 03 only chuckle more. "Well," he started, trying to think of a comeback he could use, "You..." his voice trailed off as he thought. But then a happy laugh escaped his lips, and he put his hand over Trowa's heart, and smiled. "...own my heart." his blush deepened, and his smile grew.
Trowa smiled brightly and took Quatre's hand, placing both of theirs over the blonde's own heart, "Onaji." The Arabian's smile widened, and he thanked Allah that he lived with Heero. Without him he wouldn't have understood that. But he did, and it made him flush even deeper and heave a contented sigh, not relinquishing Trowa's hand. He repeated the phrase to himself. 'Onaji.... means...same. I have his heart too...'
The two drifted into blissful silence, Quatre still gently holding onto Trowa's hand, as the car's tires screeched, pulling into the driveway. Quatre frowned when Trowa said he needed both his hands to carry in the groceries, but eventually put a smile back on his face as he pulled a couple grocery bags from the trunk of the car. Within a few minutes, Trowa and Quatre had found a way to carry all the groceries to the porch. Trowa dug the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door, mildly expecting to get tackled by Duo and questioned as to how many pizzas were purchased, where the pizzas were, and how soon before he could have a slice.
They somehow managed to make it into the kitchen and set all the bags down before Duo finally entered. He was wearing a loose pair of faded black sweatpants and no shirt, and it was obvious he had braided his hair rather hurriedly. His hair was still wet and he hadn't toweled off his chest at all. As soon as he saw the bags he was instantly upon them, "Ooo! Whadya get? Something good? Where's the pizza?" The American managed to find the microwave burritos before he found anything else, and decided that's what he wanted instead. He grabbed three out of the bag and made his way over to the microwave.
Heero entered the kitchen silently, smirking as he inched up behind Duo without the braided American knowing. Quatre caught Heero's eye but remained silent as 01 suddenly slipped his arms around Duo's waist and spun him around, pressing his lips to his braided love's tiers in a deep, passionate kiss.
Duo's eyes widened, and then went lax almost immediately. He returned the kiss, a goofy smile spreading all the while. Quatre smiled and tugged on Trowa's shirt, dragging him out of the room. This was a rare display of affection for Heero, and he was doing it openly, so he figured that the two of them would do best not to interrupt. Duo jumped when he heard the alarm on the microwave go off, having totally forgotten he was in the kitchen.
Trowa smiled down at Quatre and followed the blonde into the living room, understanding the reason for their leaving the kitchen even though no words were spoken. Once they reached the couch, Trowa was the first to sit down, and Quatre sat on his lap, sliding his arms around Trowa's shoulders and smiling. Meanwhile, Heero opened the microwave with one hand while still holding Duo in his other arm, kissing him passionately. Eventually Duo had to break the kiss for air, but grinned and slung his arm around Heero's waist when he did.
Duo took the burrito from Heero and quickly ate it; putting the other two back in the freezer, finding no time to eat them. He grabbed Heero's hand and started dragging him up the stairs. As romantic as the kitchen was, he preferred the solitude of their room, as he knew Heero did. He grinned slyly at the pair on the couch as they passed.
Quatre smiled back at Duo and Heero as they headed upstairs, snuggling further on to Trowa's lap. Once upstairs, Heero laid Duo down on their mattress and crawled into bed next to him, gathering the braided American in his arms and pressing his lips against the soft pink tiers of 02's. Duo cuddled up beside Heero and kissed him back, twirling a chocolate lock of Heero's hair between his thumb and index finger.
Heero sighed and closed his eyes, resting his chin on top of Duo's head. "Hee-chan?" He opened one eye and peeked down at the American boy in his lap, "Hm?" Duo smiled up at him, "I love you." Heero's face split into a smile. The kind that he reserved only for his partner. "Aishiteru, koibito." He leaned down at kissed him again, savoring the taste of the other boy.
Duo nuzzled closer to Heero, almost as if trying to merge with the pilot of Wing Gundam as he slid his arms around 01's neck, kissing him deeply and passionately. He licked the surface of Heero's lips, and upon being granted entrance, he found his and Heero's tongues warring for dominance. Duo grinned as he and Heero continued to kiss, and froze as he felt Heero's steel-like arms wrapping slowly around his back, tugging lightly at his shirt.
He lifted his arms and allowed Heero to tug his shirt off, only letting their lips part for the second that the cloth needed to come over his face. He fumbled with Heero's shirt as well, not willing to let go of him, but needing it to come off all the same. He tossed both of their shirts and they landed in some corner of the room, forgotten. Duo trailed his fingers down Heero's back, his soft skin enticing.
Heero unconsciously shivered at Duo's light and delicate touch, grinning ever so slightly at his braided love. He squeezed Duo even closer to him and began undoing the rubber band, which kept Duo's braid in tact, kissing him all the while. Duo melted into the kisses, not even caring as Heero managed to successfully remove the band and was now unraveling the yard- long braid.
His chestnut hair spilled down his back and across his chest in waves. He took the ends and traced them over Heero's chest, making the Japanese boy shudder in ecstasy. Duo replaced where his hair was with his lips, trailing kisses from Heero's chest to his collar bone, around his jaw and finally up to his mouth. Heero accepted the kiss greedily, kissing him forcefully yet passionately all at once.
Duo and Heero continued running their hands over each other's chests, stirring heated emotions and intense passion within the other. Heero reached down slowly to the string on Duo's sweatpants, tugging at it with one hand while the other caressed Duo's heart-shaped face gingerly. Duo hardly noticed Heero grabbing on to him as waves of pleasure struck him hard, dulling his mind with pure bliss. The pure happiness and ecstasy only continued when Heero suddenly delved deep inside him. Duo's eyes widened and he moaned a soft "Heero!" before he found lips pressed firmly against his own.
Trowa gently placed the card into his pocket and put the key in the ignition. "Come on, let's get home, Duo may have already died from starvation." He said wryly, still smiling at the blonde. Quatre nodded happily. "I have something for you too." The Arabian wasn't expecting that and his clear cerulean eyes shot open. "Really?"
Nodding, Trowa backed the car out of its spot in the parking lot, sensing the happy anticipation from his angel in the seat across from him. "I think you'll like it." said 03, pulling out of the parking lot and zooming in and out of the slower moving cars until he relaxed his shoulders, having found a more empty stretch of road. Quatre grinned. "What is it?"
He chuckled, "Wait and see." Quatre gave a muffled, "Humph." Which in turn caused Trowa to laugh aloud, bringing a grin to the blonde's face. He twiddled his fingers in anticipation, not being able to even talk, his mind running over the possibilities of what he could possibly be getting.
Trowa continued to drive as Quatre's mind raced in excitement, not even thinking about the ring, which had almost claimed him previously. Quatre glanced at 03 out of the corner of his eye and smiled. He wasn't expecting a gift of any kind, and was still thinking of what the gift could be when he heard Trowa clear his throat. 04 blinked. "Hm?"
He looked over at Trowa, who was smiling rather largely. He blushed, "What!?" The tall pilot laughed, "You looked like you do when you go over strategies in your head during a battle." The blonde's brow furrowed, "I did? Well...how do I look?" He chuckled again, "Like you're trying to figure out the mysteries of the universe in 5 seconds or less."
Quatre blushed a second time, making 03 only chuckle more. "Well," he started, trying to think of a comeback he could use, "You..." his voice trailed off as he thought. But then a happy laugh escaped his lips, and he put his hand over Trowa's heart, and smiled. "...own my heart." his blush deepened, and his smile grew.
Trowa smiled brightly and took Quatre's hand, placing both of theirs over the blonde's own heart, "Onaji." The Arabian's smile widened, and he thanked Allah that he lived with Heero. Without him he wouldn't have understood that. But he did, and it made him flush even deeper and heave a contented sigh, not relinquishing Trowa's hand. He repeated the phrase to himself. 'Onaji.... means...same. I have his heart too...'
The two drifted into blissful silence, Quatre still gently holding onto Trowa's hand, as the car's tires screeched, pulling into the driveway. Quatre frowned when Trowa said he needed both his hands to carry in the groceries, but eventually put a smile back on his face as he pulled a couple grocery bags from the trunk of the car. Within a few minutes, Trowa and Quatre had found a way to carry all the groceries to the porch. Trowa dug the keys out of his pocket and unlocked the door, mildly expecting to get tackled by Duo and questioned as to how many pizzas were purchased, where the pizzas were, and how soon before he could have a slice.
They somehow managed to make it into the kitchen and set all the bags down before Duo finally entered. He was wearing a loose pair of faded black sweatpants and no shirt, and it was obvious he had braided his hair rather hurriedly. His hair was still wet and he hadn't toweled off his chest at all. As soon as he saw the bags he was instantly upon them, "Ooo! Whadya get? Something good? Where's the pizza?" The American managed to find the microwave burritos before he found anything else, and decided that's what he wanted instead. He grabbed three out of the bag and made his way over to the microwave.
Heero entered the kitchen silently, smirking as he inched up behind Duo without the braided American knowing. Quatre caught Heero's eye but remained silent as 01 suddenly slipped his arms around Duo's waist and spun him around, pressing his lips to his braided love's tiers in a deep, passionate kiss.
Duo's eyes widened, and then went lax almost immediately. He returned the kiss, a goofy smile spreading all the while. Quatre smiled and tugged on Trowa's shirt, dragging him out of the room. This was a rare display of affection for Heero, and he was doing it openly, so he figured that the two of them would do best not to interrupt. Duo jumped when he heard the alarm on the microwave go off, having totally forgotten he was in the kitchen.
Trowa smiled down at Quatre and followed the blonde into the living room, understanding the reason for their leaving the kitchen even though no words were spoken. Once they reached the couch, Trowa was the first to sit down, and Quatre sat on his lap, sliding his arms around Trowa's shoulders and smiling. Meanwhile, Heero opened the microwave with one hand while still holding Duo in his other arm, kissing him passionately. Eventually Duo had to break the kiss for air, but grinned and slung his arm around Heero's waist when he did.
Duo took the burrito from Heero and quickly ate it; putting the other two back in the freezer, finding no time to eat them. He grabbed Heero's hand and started dragging him up the stairs. As romantic as the kitchen was, he preferred the solitude of their room, as he knew Heero did. He grinned slyly at the pair on the couch as they passed.
Quatre smiled back at Duo and Heero as they headed upstairs, snuggling further on to Trowa's lap. Once upstairs, Heero laid Duo down on their mattress and crawled into bed next to him, gathering the braided American in his arms and pressing his lips against the soft pink tiers of 02's. Duo cuddled up beside Heero and kissed him back, twirling a chocolate lock of Heero's hair between his thumb and index finger.
Heero sighed and closed his eyes, resting his chin on top of Duo's head. "Hee-chan?" He opened one eye and peeked down at the American boy in his lap, "Hm?" Duo smiled up at him, "I love you." Heero's face split into a smile. The kind that he reserved only for his partner. "Aishiteru, koibito." He leaned down at kissed him again, savoring the taste of the other boy.
Duo nuzzled closer to Heero, almost as if trying to merge with the pilot of Wing Gundam as he slid his arms around 01's neck, kissing him deeply and passionately. He licked the surface of Heero's lips, and upon being granted entrance, he found his and Heero's tongues warring for dominance. Duo grinned as he and Heero continued to kiss, and froze as he felt Heero's steel-like arms wrapping slowly around his back, tugging lightly at his shirt.
He lifted his arms and allowed Heero to tug his shirt off, only letting their lips part for the second that the cloth needed to come over his face. He fumbled with Heero's shirt as well, not willing to let go of him, but needing it to come off all the same. He tossed both of their shirts and they landed in some corner of the room, forgotten. Duo trailed his fingers down Heero's back, his soft skin enticing.
Heero unconsciously shivered at Duo's light and delicate touch, grinning ever so slightly at his braided love. He squeezed Duo even closer to him and began undoing the rubber band, which kept Duo's braid in tact, kissing him all the while. Duo melted into the kisses, not even caring as Heero managed to successfully remove the band and was now unraveling the yard- long braid.
His chestnut hair spilled down his back and across his chest in waves. He took the ends and traced them over Heero's chest, making the Japanese boy shudder in ecstasy. Duo replaced where his hair was with his lips, trailing kisses from Heero's chest to his collar bone, around his jaw and finally up to his mouth. Heero accepted the kiss greedily, kissing him forcefully yet passionately all at once.
Duo and Heero continued running their hands over each other's chests, stirring heated emotions and intense passion within the other. Heero reached down slowly to the string on Duo's sweatpants, tugging at it with one hand while the other caressed Duo's heart-shaped face gingerly. Duo hardly noticed Heero grabbing on to him as waves of pleasure struck him hard, dulling his mind with pure bliss. The pure happiness and ecstasy only continued when Heero suddenly delved deep inside him. Duo's eyes widened and he moaned a soft "Heero!" before he found lips pressed firmly against his own.