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A/N: Whew! Last chapter was intense! Heh. Hardly. CAPTAIN! ICEBERGS AHEAD! Sorry, got that from Ice Age. Such a silly movie. This chapter comes with an additional warning: LIME!
Let Me Hold You
"I know that look," Trowa mused. "What's going on in that head of yours?"
Quatre, lying on his stomach on the couch in the manor's parlor, smiled secretively. He was extremely glad Duo and his Telmaran were safe. And now that they were, it was time to devote some brain power to figuring out this tangled mess. "Oh, working everything over in my mind, deciding what my next step should be," he replied. "First, I think I need to contact a doctor for Heero. Would a Telmaran be best suited?"
"Yes," Trowa said at once. "Human's don't know anything about Telmaran physiology."
"That was my thought, too. Would you do that for me? Preferably a female. I don't know why. But three male Telmaran running around is bad enough." He laughed softly.
A moment later he sighed when Trowa's weight settled warmly on his back, those long legs straddling his pelvis. Strong fingers dug into his skin, peeling the robe back to bare his back for a massage. Quatre moaned in appreciation, closing his eyes and deciding any serious thoughts could be put off for now. Duo and Heero were safe, and that was all that really . . .
"Trowa . . ." he moaned when his Bonded's mouth landed on his shoulders and alternated kissing, licking, and nipping. "You're . . . you're making it really hard to think, you know."
A deep chuckle. "That's the idea. You're as devious as a fox, and you wear yourself out."
"I'm amenable to some relaxation," the youth mumbled, torn between arousal and melting into sleep.
Trowa's mouth trailed up his jaw to nibble on his ear, tongue dipping inside with devious intent of its own. Quatre gasped when a warm hand slid under him, working down his flat stomach and lower, gripping him firmly. Well, so much for melting into sleep.
o8o o8o
Heero eventually woke because of the burning pain in his shoulders and arms. Growling, he shifted to find himself smothering Duo. His Bonded lay completely under him, shielded by his entire body. And still dead asleep. He moved just enough to lift his weight off Duo without actually getting off him.
He knew there was a specific reason why the Telmaran only sent males to Bond with human males and females with human females. The logic behind it was simple. The Bond pretty much assured that the pair would become lovers. It was impossible not to fall in love with someone so intimately linked to oneself. And the Telmaran wanted to ensure no crossbreeding came of a union.
All Telmaran were fine with that. They had a unique understanding of same-sex couplings because of it. Heero was no different. His desire to protect Duo had rapidly coalesced into something else entirely. Not different, but certainly more. He wanted to be everything for Duo. Pressing his cheek against his sleeping Bonded's, he concentrated on sending wave after wave of love into the boy's mind. He wanted to drown Duo in it, show him he was the most important thing in the world.
It encouraged wakefulness. Duo stirred and woke. Heero immediately feathered kisses across Duo's upturned cheek and jaw, making the boy twist until he could bring their lips together. It was a slow, sweet kiss, lacking the desperation of earlier. Heero took his time, dipping his tongue into the honeyed sweetness of Duo's mouth, wanting to taste every flavor. He was rewarded by a thin, barely audible moan.
Sliding his arms under Duo's slim frame, he pulled his Bonded closer, delving deeper into his mouth. Duo wound his arms around Heero's waist, concerned about the raw injuries on his shoulders. Heero didn't care about them. He freed one hand to spider down Duo's back, stroking at the base of his spine and the start of that tantalizing curve. Duo squirmed a little, eyelids flickering, a breathy gasp escaping him when Heero got bolder and squeezed.
He took all his cues from Duo. His Bonded was a little nervous, but he wasn't hesitant. He could sense Heero's needing and wanted to give. Which of course made Heero want to take. He slid his hand back up Duo's back and lowered him to the bed. They may be too new to their Bond to be ready for complete physical intimacy. But there were other things he could show Duo until they were.
o8o o8o
"T-Trowa," Quatre gasped, grabbing his Bonded's wrist in an attempt to stop him, "we . . . we can't! Duo and Heero—"
"Are busy upstairs," Trowa said, the smirk plainly audible. "They need each other right now. I'm a telepath, remember? If they decide to come downstairs, I'll sense it long before it happens. Now stop holding back and let me exploit your many wonders." He chuckled at his own words.
Quatre squeezed his eyes shut when Trowa's marvelously skilled fingers sent sparks shooting up and down his spine. His toes curled and his thighs fell open of their own accord, prompting Trowa to bring his other hand into play. He made a gentle wringing motion, and Quatre was amidst the stars.
o8o o8o
Heero spent his time mapping every inch of Duo's naked skin with his curious mouth. His exploration was luxuriously slow, making Duo purr not unlike a great cat. He smiled, dipping his tongue into Duo's belly button. Duo squirmed and let out a half-giggle, letting Heero know without words he was rather ticklish.
Pushing Duo's knees open, Heero slid his hands up to the boy's pale inner thighs and caressed the incredibly smooth skin he found there. Every part of him was incredible. Eventually he came to Duo's blossoming arousal, and he laved it with attention until Duo was writhing, skin flushed and warm to the touch.
When he swallowed the boy's heated flesh down, Duo arched up, fingers burying in Heero's hair, stroking through the strands. "Nnngh, Heero . . ." Every breathy moan was music to Heero's ears, and he kept up his ministrations to wring more from his Bonded.
o8o o8o
Quatre couldn't help crying out softly when Trowa's hands finally sent him spiraling into sweet release. He turned his face into the couch cushions to muffle the sound, skin suffused with heat. When he came down off the incredible high, he turned to look at his Bonded, letting annoyance and pleasure flow through their link.
"You couldn't keep your hands to yourself, could you?" he said, voice lacking any real venom. "Surely you could have waited until tonight?"
Trowa was unrepentant. "No. You're beautiful. How am I expected to have that kind of control? Besides, you were thinking about the closeness you and Duo once shared. Thought I'd let you know to whom you belong now."
Quatre rolled his eyes. "Men. They're so insecure."
"Hmm . . . you're quite a mess," Trowa remarked. "Hair disheveled, robe rumpled, face flushed—"
That got him a smack. "Get off me, you wild animal," Quatre muttered. "Treize is coming by to gather his wayward tiger. And oh, is he going to be mad at me when he finds out what Relena did . . ." He couldn't help it and laughed gleefully. "I love being surrounded by corrupt people. It makes for such entertaining scandals!"
He didn't miss Trowa rolling his eyes. "Humans are crazy," he muttered. "All right, I'll get on contacting a healer from Tel'Mar. I know just who to bring. She'll be able to get in touch with the Clan O'Daijas . . . since she is one."
"Good. That will give me time to see to Treize." His face split into a manic grin. "I can't wait. I also need to let Prime Chancellor Maxwell know Duo is safe, so he no longer has to do what Relena says . . ." He hurried to the com room, knowing he was grinning like an idiot and not able to stop. Oh, he loved intrigue.
o8o o8o
Duo's fingers continuously stroked through Heero's silken-soft hair, unable to ground himself as his Bonded pleasured him into a haze of bliss. He might have floated away if there weren't weight on his thighs. He was sure if he could remember what colors looked like they would be exploding behind his sightless eyes. No one had ever touched him like this. He'd never wanted anyone to touch him like this.
And it was incredible. It felt so good it seemed unbelievable, and yet it kept getting better. He could feel something building inside him, gaining speed and momentum the longer Heero worked him. It coiled in his gut, hot and bright and demanding, but what it demanded he wasn't sure. Eventually, though, it simply could not be held back any longer.
It overtook with a fervor that left him completely breathless, only able to gasp Heero's name as wave after wave of pleasure bore him along in sweeping crests. He couldn't describe it, even had he the presence of mind to try. When it settled and tapered off with a sweet finality, his body was limp and heavy. He felt Heero crawl back up his body and carefully lower himself on top of him.
His kiss was deep and languid, no urgency or demand. Duo returned it with lazy passion, wishing he could see Heero. He cupped the Telmaran's face between his hands, still mindful of his injuries. When they finally broke apart for air, Duo nuzzled his neck.
"That was incredible," he whispered, sending amazement along their link. "Do you . . . did you . . ."
"Yes," Heero replied his unfinished question. "Watching you, mostly. You are so beautiful, Duo."
Duo blushed again, lightly tracing his fingers over Heero's face, memorizing the contours and lines. "Thank you," he whispered. "So are you."
Warm lips kissed his fingers, and Heero drew two into his mouth to gently suck on them. The simple action made his body temperature rise again, but Heero withdrew to rest their foreheads together.
"You're exhausted," he stated. Not a guess or question.
A fact, since he could easily sense it now. Heero was, too, for that matter, even though they'd both just had a nap. He felt his Bonded draw the sheet up to cover them both before he once more drifted into a peaceful sleep.
Nothin' like a chapter that doesn't advance the plot. You can complain if you like. XD
(I suspect you won't . . .)
Duo: Nope!
Jewel: Umm, wasn't really talking to you . . .
Sneak preview of next chapter!
Relena: Heero! (GLOMP)
Heero: (GUN) Die you bitch! (KABLAMMO!)
Jewel: Goddammit, Heero, now there's Relena gore everywhere! Couldn't you have waited until you were outside to off the stupid waif?
Heero: (GUN) You wanna be next?
Jewel: Uh . . . heh . . . never mind. It's fine.