AN: Heeheehee… I think you are all going to like this chapter…or hate it…depends on your mentality.
Disclaimer: I do not own the Gundam Wing characters…I just use them to make my pathetic life seem interesting.
Warnings: Shonen ai, limey, adult situations (Don't follow Duo's rash behavior, it could get you in trouble), much jumping to conclusions to be had.
Italics denotes thoughts
Spoils of War: Ch. 14
Heero sighed as he looked out over the courtyard. It was a gorgeous day. The sky was a deep robin's egg blue, there was hardly a cloud in the sky and it was moderately warm. This was no day to spend inside. Turning from the window, Heero let his gaze travel to the hunched back of his master. It had been a week since Heero had been appointed Duo's bodyguard and he'd visited more meetings and ceremonies than he knew even existed. Duo had been cooped up all week either arguing with foolish old men or sifting through mountains of paperwork. Heero was slightly startled when Duo stretched back and stood moving towards the window.
Dark circles lined the underside of his normally vibrant violet eyes, now dull with fatigue. His movements were sluggish and slow, lacking his usual grace, and the braid he wore was frayed and in bad need of a brush. But what worried Heero the most was the lack of a smile on those sweet, pink lips. The bruise Duo had sustained while defending Heero was almost gone, but that improvement didn't lessen Heero's worries.
"Duo?"
"Hmm?" the violet eyes did not meet Heero's as Duo stared out the window.
"As your bodyguard I am required to protect you from anything and everything that causes you harm, right?"
"Mmmhmm…"
Heero nodded mutely.
"Duo may I visit Trowa?"
Duo blinked at the abrupt change of discussion then shrugged. "Sure, I've got to go to a meeting with Quatre anyway…I'll drop you off with Trowa, and Quatre and I can head to the meeting hall."
Duo walked to his desk and scooped up a stack of papers and started for the door, Heero a step or two behind.
Quatre stumbled into the room, surprising Trowa who was sitting on the bench by the window. The tall boy hadn't seen much of the blonde in the last week things had been too busy.
"Are you all right?" Trowa worriedly observed the pinched look on Quatre's face. The blonde only sat in the chair, rubbing at his shoulders.
"Quatre?" the taller boy moved towards the smaller blonde.
"Sorry Trowa, "Quatre sighed still rubbing his shoulder. "I'm just really tight."
Trowa touched Quatre's shoulder and felt the knotted muscles jump and bunch in response.
"How did this happen?"
"Stress and constantly being bent over a desk can take its toll." Quatre started to laugh but it dissolved into a gasp of pain as Trowa pressed on his shoulder. Shaking his head the auburn-haired boy walked to the prince's bed and sat on the edge, motioning for Quatre to follow. The blonde stared confusedly at his slave. Rolling his eyes, Trowa beckoned Quatre a little more deliberately. Standing the prince hesitantly made his way to the bed.
"What's wrong Quatre?" Trowa smirked at the petite blonde. "I won't bite."
Once Quatre was seated next to him, Trowa gently pressed Quatre back. When he was met with resistance the green-eyed boy leaned in the whisper in Quatre's delicate shell shaped ear.
"Relax Master…Trust me."
When he again applied pressure to Quatre's shoulder the prince leaned back, slowly lowering himself to the bed.
"So is this another council meeting?" Heero broke the tense silence they had been traveling in.
"What?" Duo looked up bewildered. "Oh…uh, no, it's just a private meeting between me and Quatre."
Good Heero mused smugly, That makes things a lot easier…
As they reached Quatre's door, Duo shifted the papers under his arm to knock. Before his knuckles hit the wooden barrier a soft sound came from within. Pausing Duo looked at the door in confusion. The sound came again, a soft breathy cry of pleasure.
"Oooooh Trowaaaa…."
"This shirt is going to have to go." The light baritone of the prince's slave sounded amused and slightly huskier than usual.
"Ah!" Duo jumped as the sharp cry came through the door. It was Quatre's voice; there was no doubt about that. Heero and Duo stood at the door in wide-eyed shock.
"Let me get some oil. It'll make things much easier." Trowa's voice sounded full of promise. Duo's mouth dropped open as he looked at Heero who was just as shocked.
"Oh!" Quatre's surprised cry reverberated through the door after a moment.
"Are you all right?" Trowa's concerned voice drifted through, in Duo's opinion, paper-thin walls.
"I'm fine, you just surprised me."
After a few moments of silence, Trowa spoke again. "Quatre relax, I don't want to hurt you." The voice was gentle, soothing, and coaxing.
"I'm sorry, I've just never done this before…" Quatre's voice was meek and hesitant.
"Then I'll just have to make this good, won't I?" Trowa's voice had an interesting edge to it. Duo had just enough time to give the door an appalled look before soft noises once again came from beyond the barrier. Suddenly a sharp pained mewl reached the door.
"Quatre are you all right?" Trowa asked, his voice cautious.
"I'm ok," Quatre gasped softly. "Don't stop."
Heero and Duo were frozen as the sounds shifted from discomforted to extremely pleasured.
"Mmmm…Trowa…" Quatre's voice was languid and soft with pleasure was another shock to Duo's system.
"Are you sure this isn't too hard?"
"No…. Harder Trowa…please?…."
Duo's mind reeled; Trowa had reduced the royal heir to begging!
"Your wish is my command, master…" Trowa's voice was smug.
"Oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhh…."
Duo jumped as Quatre's moan resounded in the otherwise still air. After a few more incoherent pleasured noises Quatre actually formed words.
"Trowa where did you learn this?"
"Heero taught me actually."
Duo turned to said boy a look of appalled demand present on his face. Heero's eyes widened and he shook his head rapidly.
"Oh God, Trowa… That feels so good…"
Summing up his courage, Duo pushed the door open and marched in.
"Just what in God's name do you think you're do…ing?" Duo's voice faltered and failed as he gazed at the scene on Quatre's bed.
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