Quatre felt Trowa's body bend over and his arms moved to scoop him up. Emerald green eyes glinted as they stared down at the blonde angel that rested in his arms. Trowa's eyes darted around the pitch-black room with eyes that shinned. He gently slid the boy onto the queen-sized bed in the center of their shared room. After setting the boy down Trowa crawled on the bed with inhuman grace. His arms flexed showing his hidden strength and the bones in his shoulders seemed to pop out of his skin as he bent over the smaller boy. Quatre's eyes stared up at his lover, sea green eyes staring at Trowa's soul. Emerald eyes stared back with just as much intensity. His fingers curled into fist beside Quatre and he could feel himself loosing control. For some reason the smaller boy always had this effect on him, he lost control over his body, but relished in it, because for some reason losing control made it all the more pleasurable. He closed his eyes and he arched his back above Quatre.
Trowa's change was usually painful, but whenever the blonde boy was with him it was, it was almost pleasant. He kept himself from moaning as his skin hardened. He felt the spikes protrude from his spine and the bones on his knuckles stretch his skin to the limits. Several of his teeth sharpened and he felt his jaw dislocate itself and widen. He grimaced at the pain, but it was soon forgotten as he felt delicate hands trace his hardened chest. He let a moan escape his mouth as pink lips met his in a passionate kiss. He kept himself from grabbing the younger boy, knowing that his claws were much too sharp to touch the precious angel below him. He let his tongue slid into Quatre's needing mouth and felt the blonde whimper with pleasure as he tasted him. He ended the kiss sucking on Quatre's lower lip, leaving it plump and red. Trowa gently ran his fingertips down the boy's bare chest and up again, stopping only to run tantalizing circles around the blonde's sensitive nipples. Hearing a soft groan he looked up at Quatre to see him biting his lip in attempts to quiet himself. Trowa smirked at the boy and moved to fully remove Quatre's shirt. Quatre aided Trowa by arching his back and gasped as Trowa immediately took advantage of his position and removed his pants as well.
Laying naked under the creature that was his lover Quatre couldn't help but let a loud moan escape his lips as Trowa ground his erection against him. In his transformation his body enlarged everything about him, including certain parts that were currently pressed against Quatre. The blonde felt himself ache with a loss as Trowa pulled away to discard his own clothes. He returned second later and lifted his hand to caress Quatre's face. Quatre leaned into the touch and didn't notice as blood trickled down his cheek. Trowa seeing the red liquid trickle onto his hand immediately pulled back, his claws had accidentally graced against Quatre's cheek and the simple touch had given his lover a wound. Trowa let out a guilty whimper and sat back on his knees, lifting his hands to his face. Sea green eyes opened and sat up in front of his lover.
"Trowa it's okay. Please don't do this. You know I don't mind. I didn't even feel it. See?" Quatre lifted his hand to his cheek and wiped away the blood that had trailed down his chin. The blonde pulled the claws away from Trowa's face and saw eyes that had no whites and pupils that seemed to slice through the older boy's eyes. Quatre leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on the creature. He leaned his pale forehead against his lover's forehead and sighed into Trowa's lips. "Please Trowa, I need you." Trowa moaned as Quatre traced his fingers down the middle of his belly and up his pulsing shaft.
Trowa growled and pushed Quatre onto the bed. He roughly spread the boy's legs apart, guilt forgotten as the blonde let out gasps of pleasure. He gently slid several fingers into the blonde's whole, stretching the sensitive skin. Satisfied that the younger boy was prepared enough he pulled the blonde's legs around his waist and feeling them tighten he slid his hard dick into Quatre. Trowa bent down and pressed his lips against Quatre in a successful attempt to muffle their shouts. Trowa pumped into Quatre with an almost painful force. Quatre bit his lip and shut his eyes before everything went white. Suddenly the room was spinning as Trowa hit something deep inside of him that made him arch his back and his eyes rolled back in his head. Trowa grinned and began to thrust harder. Suddenly the he felt himself on the edge and couldn't decipher between pleasure and pain. He exploded, spilling his seed into Quatre. A moment later he felt warm liquid flow over his stomach and looked down to see Quatre's seed covering them. Pulling out he felt his body return to his human form and rolled over to pull Quatre into his arms. The blonde sighed and curled up against Trowa's warm chest, but before he nodded off to sleep he felt covers being pulled up over he shoulders.
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Duo felt like, well he felt like shit. He was alone lying in a strange bed in a strange room in a strange place, and he didn't even know what state he was in. On top of that he couldn't walk and it hurt to sit up, so his only option was to sit and wait for Heero to return. Everything hurt and his stomach growled in hunger. 'Man I knew I woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning' Duo thought trying to distract himself from the pain he felt coursing through his body. Taking a deep breath he let his mind wonder through the new place where he was in.Duo smiled as he felt Heero's presence and decided it was best to stay and tour his new home with Heero. He felt a warmth cover his body as Heero acknowledged his presence with a small smile. He saw through Heero's eyes the extraordinary place that this mansion really was.
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Heero felt Duo enter his mind and couldn't help but smile. For some reason all his life no one but Duo could make him feel so...so good. He never knew why, but not even his parents could make a smile grace his lips. Don't misunderstand, his parents were very caring and loving and Heero loved them as much as any child loved their parents, but he was not like other children. He was born a prodigy and upon learning things that children should never learn, he grew cold. When his father watched the news, he never suspected that his child would be watching too, nor did he suspect that he would understand. The many murders and deaths and wars that the television showed and spoke of made Heero feel lost and confused. More than that he felt angry, he felt that he was born in a world that was diseased and although his parents showed him nothing but kindness, he couldn't help but show coldness to the people who unknowingly introduced him to the horrors of humankind.
Then one day his neighbors brought over their son. He couldn't have been nine years old and Duo was around six, but the boy seemed to be the full of joy and laughter. Nothing seemed to make the youngster cry and although he never cried himself, the boy was always happy. Surprisingly the first thing Duo did upon meeting Heero was give him a huge hug, and although his parents had done this many times before, when Duo hugged him he felt free, like nothing in the world mattered except that moment. From that day forward Duo was his best and only friend and Duo didn't seem to mind spending almost every day with him. Heero knew Duo wasn't the strongest person in the world and although Duo was athletic and fast, he seemed to have a knack for getting himself in trouble. After realizing that Duo would need his help more often than not, Heero decided to get in shape. He joined the school's basketball team and lifted weights everyday before school. He was soon the envy of every guy in school and the dream of every girl. But for some reason he didn't care that the hottest girl had asked him to homecoming or that he had been accepted to a prestigious college when he was only a freshmen, all he cared about was being with Duo. He wanted to make Duo happy, protect him, and more than ever he wanted to...whoa hold on a minute, what was he thinking that wasn't right. He remembered watching on T.V. people that do that were ridiculed and sometimes beaten. He could care less what happened to him, but the thought of his braided friend being beaten up was reason enough for him to keep what he felt deep inside, far away from Duo.
Walking around the huge estate he noticed several things. One: nobody was exactly human, and two: nobody seemed to notice that nobody was human. Walking outside he saw a basketball court and a massive field that was scattered with trees. For some reason he knew it wasn't an innocent backyard when he noticed Jean and several other adults standing in the field. Deciding to check things out he started walking toward the group only to find seconds later that group of adults had dispersed. Two of them ran one way and the other two, one being Jean, ran in the opposite direction. Confused, Heero felt Duo's voice chuckle in his head 'I don't think they like you very much Heero, or do you just smell that bad?' Heero growled, and decided to go back inside seeing that it was nearly seven.
Walking across the clearing he neared the door to the mansion but suddenly bumped into to something. Looking around he didn't see anything and continued walking but before he could step forward he felt something very solid pressing against his body. Stepping back he put his hand in front of him and felt a wall where he could see only air.
'Shit, what is this?' Heero asked somewhat surprised.
'I dunno, maybe you should go ask those people that were running around. They might be able to help.' Duo replied.
Sighing Heero ran in the direction he saw Jean. As he ran Heero felt something following him and turning around he saw a small round ball floating behind him, level with his neck. Furrowing his brow he crossed his arms in front of him and waited, 'okay this is getting really weird' Heero thought. At his movement the ball suddenly shot something at him and, realizing the danger, hero bent quickly bent his neck to one side to avoid the shot. Several shots followed and Heero dodged them. Moving forward he continued to avoid the steady stream of fire the ball shot at him. Finally he stood in front of the metal object and lifted his hand, touching the ball before the next shot could be made. As a small surge of electricity flowed through his finger tips the ball dropped to the ground in a heap of uselessness. Suddenly he felt a nudge in his mind and smirked.
'Heero, come on. Quit messing around, I'm hungry.' Duo said as Heero turned around and ran toward what he thought was someone's voice.
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Okay so this chapter was written very early in the morning, or very late at night depending how you look at things. Anyway, I know you still don't know exactly what Trowa is – neither do I, hehehe, but if you have any suggestions I could use the help.Meepu: Yaay! 3x4 lemon, I hope I did okay on this I wanted some feedback on this lemon before I wrote a lemon for the main character. So how'd I do? My first lemon! O.o
Cayden: Thank you so much – I need the encouragement. I will most certainly keep writing!
curlytop: I very glad you're enjoying it. I hope you continue to read!
Ketsueki karasu: Oh my goodness – I completely forgot Gambit, of course he'll be in it. Thanks much for reminding me!
Buddhastar: Mann, your right Gambit is a must in this fic and I will certainly include him – I just have to think of where...
