Hokay, since I forgot the disclaimer last chapter, I'll put it in this one! I don't own Gundam Wing! Because if I did there would be lots of kinky sex and sweet love . muahahaaa…

This is the lemon that was requested. I wrote the Trowa/Quatre one, and the Heero/Duo one will be in the next chapter, so I guess you could say that this is epilogue one. I wrote this at 2:00 in the morning in a hotel in San Fran. with two friends of mine. We took turns writing, swapping ideas, and playing cards with my Gravitation deck. . I love them. THANKS TO HUGAGUNDAMPIOLET!

Go read HugAGundamPilot stories. They make me smile. And she's also putting up a really funny story soon, so be sure to check it out! Okay, on to the sex!

Trowa and Quatre

"Quatre, I can't figure out the fucking whipped cream bottle!"

"Point–down–shake–push–easy!"

"I thought you wanted to do this with whipped cream?"

"I do, give me the bottle."

Quatre forcefully took the bottle and stepped towards Trowa. "It's like this, Trowa…"

Quatre placed a line of whipped cream onto his index finger. "See, it's not that hard-oh!" Quatre blushed furiously as Trowa gently grabbed his hand and brought it up to his mouth, taking the cream-coated finger and placing it inside. Trowa then proceeded to swirl his tongue slowly around the finger, receiving a gasp from the smaller teen. As Trowa pulled Quatre's once covered finger from his mouth, he grazed his teeth again his digit.

"Trowa, I didn't know my phalanges were that scrumptious," Quatre breathed somewhat playfully.

Trowa blinked quizzically at Quatre. "Quat, I don't know that the fork that means but it sounds so dirty." Trowa's voice lowered to a hungry whisper. Consumed with lust, Quatre grasped Trowa and unbalanced him, knocking them both to the ground with Quatre lying on top of the other's chest while kissing him fiercely. Trowa gasped and tried to pull away.

"Quat…angel…no…stop!" he cried in desperation.

"Did I hurt you, Trowa?" Quatre asked with a concerned look in his eyes.

"Quatre, I'm the seme here."

"Oh, sorry."

Trowa flipped Quatre over and began to suck on his slender, pale neck. Quatre moaned and twined his hands into Towa's hair. Suddenly, Trowa paused from his ministrations and looked at Quatre's disheveled appearance.

"Quatre, we forgot the cherries."

"Trowa, you got the cherry a long time ago," and with that, Quatre pulled Trowa's mouth to his in a bruising kiss. Trowa slid his right hand down Quatre's chest and skillfully untied the offending swim trunks, slipping them down to his angel's ankles. Quatre then brought his hands up and undid Trowa's trunks as well.

"God, Trowa," Quatre moaned into Trowa's mouth. Trowa lowered his hand again and slid it along Quatre's inner thigh, making Quatre arch in ecstasy and gasp. Not ready to let Trowa do all the work, Quatre ran his hands along Trowa's chest, teasing the hardened nipples and making Trowa's breath quicken.

"Trowa-nngh! Stop fucking playing with me! I need you in me-aah!"

"Needy, aren't we?" Trowa smirked. "You know I would do anything for you." Trowa positioned his now painful erection and pushed into Quatre's body. Quatre arched up and wrapped his arms around Trowa, pushing his fingernails into his back.

"Trowa!" Quatre almost screamed.

"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Trowa asked in a concerned whisper.

"You still make me see stars." Quatre smiled while giving an approving nod. Trowa began to move slowly in and out of his blonde love.

"God damn it Trowa, I thought I told you to stop playing with me, nngh…"

"Trowa looked into Quatre's eyes and replied huskily, "As you wish."

With that he slammed into Quatre and began moving fast and hard into him. Then, he grabbed Quatre's length and began pumping in time with his own bodies movements. Quatre let out a scream as he climaxed into Trowa's hand about the same time that Trowa came inside of him. Panting heavily, Trowa slid down next to Quatre and wrapped his arms around him.

Quatre gazed at his lover's face that was covered with a fine sheen of sweat and then noticed that Trowa was not looking at him.

"Trow-a..." the blonde moaned. "Trowa! Why won't you look at me? Are we really losing our spark?"

"mmmmmm…chocolate." Out of the corner of his eye, Quatre saw that Trowa was eyeing the bottle of chocolate syrup that had fallen out of the fridge, and then looked at Trowa's lust filled eyes that had turned onto him.

"Trowa, we just finished and now you want to do it again!" Quatre looked incredulously at Trowa.

"What, Quat, getting old on me already," Trowa smiled softly. "My angel?"

Quatre glowed and pulled Trowa towards him gently. "I could never get tired with you, love…"

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Smack! Wu Fei snapped his gum as he rounded the corner to the kitchen.

That's odd. Normally Trowa and Quatre do their bunny thing in the bathroom, he thought as he quickly looked away from the tangle of bare flesh dripping with chocolate.

"Fuck, now I'm hungry." He casually strolled over to the abandoned whipped cream jar and then swiped the candid cherries and ice cream from the fridge. Quatre and Trowa were too busy to notice Wu Fei in the room. Wu Fei grabbed a liter of soda on his way out. "Root beer floats; Bubbly and nice."

Wu Fei was pleased with his plunder from his midnight excursion. "I have the most wonderful idea! I feel so…inspired! Oh Treize, I'm coming!" And with that Wu Fei pranced down the hall and back into his room.

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So, what did you think? Heehee, its my first lemon, so I'm sure it's not all the great muahahaa, but it was sure fun to write after drinking two BooKoo's and being around people are crazy as you! . I love Wu Fei's part in this!

Thanks for reading! Tell me what you think!

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