Author's Note:
As an apology for the insanely long wait for chapter 14, I give you a very healthy chapter 15. It is rather long, and was a blast to write. So enjoy.
This might be the last chap in a while. Irishfae and Sylenctone are getting ready for Otakon and Y-Con, which means we'll be focusing on costumes and other such non-sense, especially since I don't think Continental will like it very much if we bring a pair of three foot katamari heads on the plane to San Fran.
Warnings: Boys making out with boys.
Chapter 15 – The Bachelors' Party
The idea of a gay bachelor party is just weird to me, which is why the 'bachelor' party is really a pre-marital celebration. We're completely glossing over the fact that everyone attending the pre-marital ceremony will also be there for the wedding ceremony and are using it as an excuse for Prince Peacecraft to throw one of his amazing private parties.
Zechs' parties are the best in Sanq, followed closely by the ones thrown by Relena, myself and Treize. Zechs tends to excel at the private affairs, while he lets his little sister orchestrate the larger and grander affairs. This party will feed the glutton in all of us, to the point where we're not going to need a thing for the next two days save for ourselves.
At five-fifty the alarm sounds, signaling it is time to go running. "I'd don't wanna get up." I whine and turn over after shutting off the alarm.
Arms wrap around me and squeeze. "Come on." Trowa says and maneuvers to give me a kiss.
"Mmm. Couldn't we just do this all morning?" I slink my arms awkwardly around his neck and kiss him back.
"We will have time when we get back from running and before we leave for the party. So come on." Trowa manages to get out of my arms and climbs over me. As soon as his feet are solidly planted on the ground, he offers me his hand, and I begrudgingly slide from the cozy place under the blankets.
Despite my protests, I am glad that he manages to get me out of bed because the morning is beautiful. There is a break in the humidity and there is a warm, relaxing breeze blowing. It is a perfect day for celebrating. I just hope that they have similar weather for the wedding next weekend.
The entire group is gathered in our usual area, and it appears that our fan club has figured out that we are running an hour earlier now, as they are now gathering as close as Zechs allows them to. The tittering and the gossiping coming from our adoring fans grates on me this morning. I think it is because I want today, and this weekend for that matter, to be about the people I am close to. I want our run to be private and intimate, but with the mob of fan girls and boys around us that is impossible.
"What's wrong?" Trowa whispers, his lips grazing my ear.
There is an explosion of chatter from the fan girls, and I sigh loudly. "That is the matter."
He grins and offers me a hand up. "What do you expect? You're incredibly handsome, I might even go as far as beautiful, rich, and fantastically gay." He lisps the 'fantastically gay' bit and does the limp wrist thing, and I can't help but stifle a laugh. "You're a celebrity in your own right. Well you and Zechs. People want something to talk about and you and Zechs are rather juicy morsels here on campus." His eyes roam hungrily from head to foot, and suddenly I feel like I'm not wearing enough clothing.
I growl and run my fingers through my hair. "I didn't ask for this."
"No, but you were given it." His tone softens a bit, becoming more serious.
I grumble nonsensically and look around to see where everyone is. As it turns out, they are all watching Trowa and myself quietly. Everyone is sporting an amused smile on their face, including Wufei.
"What?" I ask defensively.
"Nothing Q-man. Let's get running. We've got more exciting things to do today." Duo grins back at me as he grabs Heero's arm and tugs. "Come on slow pokes." And with those words, we were off.
During the run and cool off, we kept discussions to a minimum since speaking about what is on our minds is personal and not something we think Heero or Duo want the fan club knowing. No one mentions the party that will kick off in a few hours, or anything about the wedding next week, or my relationship with Trowa. Though I doubt it would take anyone long to put two and two together, since we're always around each other and in each other's personal space.
With the cool down done, everyone goes back to their own homes to prepare for the party. Trowa and I head back to the apartments to get ready. As I close the door to the apartment, Trowa grabs my hand, I smile, and simultaneously we pull each other close, falling into a violent embrace.
"Shower." I murmur through short, needy kisses.
He nods his head and his 'mmhum' is muffled by our inability to stop kissing each other. Getting to the bathroom across my small living room is a challenge, seeing as the couch and coffee table somehow manage to get in our way. The couch is understandable, but I have no clue how we manage to trip over the end table, but we do.
By the time we make it to the bathroom, clothes are completely off, not like we had a hell of a lot to take off to begin with. I break our kiss long enough to get the shower on and the water to a decent temperature. Meanwhile, Trowa keeps himself occupied by kissing whatever skin he can and letting his hands wander over my body. I turn around and grab his hands with a grin. Carefully, I step back over the tub wall into the warm spray and pull on his arm gently until he too, steps into the shower.
As I close the curtain, I push him against the wall. He looks slightly confused, then shivers with his eyes closed as his body registers the cold tile on his back. I take the opportunity to take control of the moment and reach for the body wash.
Trowa opens his eyes with the movement, and he watches me open the bottle and squeeze some soap into the palm of my hand. "Just tell me when you want me to stop." I say in my most alluring voice and rub my hands together forming a thick lather.
"Am I going to want you to stop?" He asks.
"Probably not, but I just want you to know the option is there and I won't take offense if you tell me to stop." I say softly while I nip at his jaw and place my hands on his chest. Trowa's eyes slip closed as I begin to run my soap slick hands over his skin. Starting at his neck and ever so slowly working my way down, I massage the skin and muscles under my hands, making a very slow descent to his chest. He whimpers quietly as I slide my hands over hardened nipples and involuntarily thrusts his hips towards me. My eyes dart downward for a moment, just long enough to see how aroused he is, and I am not disappointed. But all in good time.
I take my time teasing his nipples, making sure that I play with them enough to have him pleading for more. Before I continue my exploration downward, I reach for the soap again and lather up to replenish what the water has washed away.
Content with the lather, I continue my path downward, letting my fingers explore every line of his sculpted muscles. I purposely move past his erection, despite my wish to bring him to climax, and begin to gently massage his scrotum, loving the way it tightens up and pulls his testicles to safety. Trowa's breath hitches and a low moan escapes his lips as I run my hands teasingly along his inner thighs and brush over the taught sac.
"Turn so you are facing the back of the shower." I murmur loud enough to be heard above the water. He looks confused, but does as I say and turns around so he is facing the wall. As much as I love just touching Trowa, I need more at this moment, so I run a sudsy hand down his backside, over firm glutes and tease his perineum. With another moan, he puts his arms out and leans on the shower wall for support. I tease towards the cleft, showing my intentions. "Do I stop?" Trowa violently shakes his head 'no' and spreads his legs as wide as the shower will allow him to.
I grin triumphantly and with a soapy finger, I gently tease up the cleft. He moans again as I brush the tight ring of muscle. I grin and slide my finger down again, this time stopping to tease the muscle. My grin widens as a low guttural groan escapes Trowa's throat.
"Turn back around." I command, and he complies as I kneel down in front of him. I take a deep breath and begin to suck him off while I resume teasing the tight, sensitive ring.
Trowa jumps and looks down at me. "What…?" He began in a slight daze. I hadn't expected that much of a reaction, but I'll gladly take it.
"Just enjoy." I say and run my tongue over his sac and suck on it. Trowa nods weakly and leans back using the wall as support, and I begin my work in earnest.
Soon my boyfriend is wriggling and panting and thrusting into my mouth, desperately trying to get off. "Quatre." He whimpers, and I wiggle my finger past the tight muscle and gently search for his prostate, while watching for any signs of discomfort. Which there aren't. His eyes go wide as my finger enters him, but I don't see any signs of pain. Then, when I brush against the sensitive gland, he practically falls forward, catching himself by bracing against my shoulders. I smirk and, between my finger and tongue, he doesn't last long and violently cums in my mouth. .
I stand up and push my hair out of my face, and Trowa leans back against the wall again as he pants lightly. "Holy, shit Quat, that felt so fucking good." I beam a huge smile, proud of a job well done.
Trowa pushes against the wall and wraps his long arms around me and then looks between us and then to me with worry in his eyes. "Water's going to get cold." I say, very ready to ignore the throbbing in my groin.
"I plan on making it so you need a shower again." He rebuttals.
"Better than freezing cold water." I point out.
"This is true." Trowa grins and reaches for the shampoo. We manage to speed wash and get out of the shower just as the last of the hot water disappears out of the stream. The shock of the cold water does not diminish my arousal. Part of me wishes it had, because it aches in a bad way, but at the same time, when I finally get to cum it should be nothing short of phenomenal.
The bed proves to be way too far away for Trowa, seeing that as we get out of the shower, his lips and hands are all over my skin. He backs me into the couch and pushes me down. I moan with delight as his talented tongue paints swirls of saliva all over my stomach and abdomen. My body does nothing but squirm seeking to make contact with his body, while my hips thrust on their own volition. A strong hand pushes down gently on my abdomen. "Shuush Quat. Calm down just a little, I don't want to hurt you."
Somewhere in the haze of pleasure, I realize that there are some places that teeth should just not come in contact with, and I will myself to calm a little and enjoy Trowa's oh-so-talented mouth. Lasting for any length of time is not an option, and I come too quickly for my tastes. But, oh well, it is still wonderful.
"Sorry." I murmur and Trowa looks at me with a confused look on his face. "Too soon." I frown.
"Not really." He smiles and positions himself so we can kiss. "You needed it."
I give him a goofy, satiated grin and make to roll off of the couch. Trowa moves as I do so as to not be thrown to the ground.
"What time do you want to get there?"
"Mmm. I'm not exactly sure what time it is." I look around my living room only to realize that I do not have anything that tells time here.
"That aside, what time?" Trowa grins at me.
"Ten-ish sounds good to me." He nods and wanders into the bedroom. As Trowa goes to discover the time, I jump in the shower for a rinse. By the time I'm done, Trowa is in the bathroom getting ready to brush his teeth, still completely naked. Allah, he's so nice to look at.
"It is almost nine-thirty."
I give him the 'no way in hell' look, and he smiles. "How did it get to be that late?"
"I would say that I would show you, but then we'll be very late."
I grumble a bit as I towel dry, and Trowa just watches me with a smile. I hang up my towel and lightly hip check him away from the sink, so I can brush my teeth as well. Once we're done, we go to get dressed and pack for the weekend. Trowa dresses and runs over to his apartment to gather the items that haven't made it to the dresser in the guest room yet. Mainly, his swim trunks.
I pack enough clothing to last at least four days. Why, you may ask? Well simply put, it is a party. And we all get stupid when drunk and high. I can't tell you how many drinks and dinners I've had dumped on me over the years.
As I finish putting my toiletries in my overnight bag, Trowa walks back in. "Don't forget the folder for Heero and Duo."
"Shit," I mutter and rush to get the folder containing the details of the soon-to-be-newlyweds' honeymoon from the coffee table. It had come during the week, and I had tossed it aside in the chaos that was the first week of school with a brand new practically live in boyfriend. I jam the folder into my bag so I won't it forget it and look at Trowa. "Ready."
He nods. "As ready as I'll ever be." With a fluid motion, he picks his bag up off the ground and slings it over his shoulder. He then reaches over to my rack of keys, takes a set off and tosses it to me. I catch them and look to see which car he has decided on. The Rover? I turn the keys over in my hands. He gives me a cheeky grin and says something about a big back seat as he opens the door and walks out. I tell him he's a pervert in return and follow him out, making sure I have everything and that the door is locked.
We manage not to dawdle on the way to the car, and surprisingly, we get out of the garage without too much delay. The drive to the palace is a beautiful one, as there is no direct highway access to the part of the palace we are going to. We let the windows down, open the moon roof, and jack Flogging Molly up so it can be heard over the din of the wind.
We wind our way through back roads, passing several signs for the Peacecraft Palace – those signs are for the everyday throng, not for personal friends – until we reach a large black and gold wrought iron gate. I stop momentarily to key in the code to open the gate and continue on when it is safe too.
Trowa turns to me with curiosity in his eyes. "I don't see the house."
"We've still got two miles to go and a few more gates. The closer you get the heavier the security." I explain as I drive.
"And you have all the codes?"
"I have Quatre Winner's codes. We all have our own which catalogue who is accessing the gates." I explain as another gate comes into view. This gate requires a longer password, and I key it in. The next one requires a thumb scan, and the final one is a retinal scan. At the point of the retinal scan, we are hovering on the outskirts of the private parking. As the gate opens, I see Duo's car and Treize's Bentley, which causes me to laugh.
"What's so funny?" Trowa looks at me like I have two heads.
"See the Bentley?" He nods. "See the car seats in the back?" He nods again and I grin. "I don't tend to think of Bentleys as family cars. The image of babies being hauled around in one makes me laugh."
Understanding dawns on my boyfriend's face, and he chuckles. "I take it that the Bentley belongs to the proud parents of twins."
"Yup," I nod, park next to the Mazda, grab my things, and get out of the car. I lead Trowa across the parking area to a large bay door. I glance over at him as we walk, and I smile as he looks around with a child's fascination. I slide the glass door open and walk through. "Hello." I say loudly after ascertaining that no one is in the kitchen. I hear Trowa mutter a 'wow' as he follows me in, and I slide the door closed behind him.
"In here." Zechs pokes his head into the kitchen from the dining room, gives us a smile and disappears again.
I glance around the kitchen and notice that there are two empty bottles of champagne on the forest green marble counters along with a half-full bottle of sparkling cider. Mimosas, mmm. I lead Trowa into the dining room and see Zechs talking to Treize and Lady. Interestingly, there are no little girls with them. The others are nowhere in sight.
"Give me those and say hello." Zechs takes our bags before we can say anything about it and disappears to deposit them somewhere.
"Congratulations." I grin at the proud parents and give each a hug in turn.
"Thank you." They both reply happily, but I can hear the tiredness in their voices.
"So where are they?" I look around and see two empty carriers and no twins.
"Heero wandered off with them." Treize replies with a chuckle.
"Heero?" That got me. I am having trouble with the image of Heero wandering around with two newborns.
Lady answers this time. "Duo had the same look on his face when he walked in and found Heero holding Maia." She looks tired but happy. Her hair is pulled back in a high pony tail and is still wearing clothes on the looser side. Her face shows some baby weight, but it really doesn't make her any less attractive.
"Stop ogling my wife." Treize says in jest, and I stick my tongue out at him.
"My dear Lady." I take her hand and kneel on one knee in front of her. "Though you are the very picture of feminine beauty, you husband can be rest assured that I was not ogling you."
She grins and pulls me up. I have this habit of forgetting how strong she is. "Speaking of which, are you going to introduce us?"
"Of course." I finish standing and motion for Trowa to come closer. He does so and takes my hand at the same time. "This is Trowa Barton, my boyfriend. Trowa this Lady and Treize Khushrenada."
Trowa drops my hand and proceeds to shake hands. "A pleasure."
Lady smiles at Trowa and offers me a mischievous, approving wink. "Have you met everyone?"
"I think the only person I haven't met yet is Noin." He looks at me for confirmation that he is correct, and I nod my head.
"I believe Lucrezia called not too long ago and said she was running late." Treize adds with an amused smirk.
I was about to add something when Duo enters the room and interrupts. "You two just had to bring the babies, didn't you?"
"And what did you think we'd do with them? They're newborns, Duo." Treize says in a slightly condescending tone.
"A babysitter? Someone other than Heero?" Duo says in quiet hysterics and produces his camera, turns it on and to review mode, and shoves the camera in Treize's face.
He takes the camera and looks at the image, and his face morphs into a huge smile. "Now isn't that adorable?"
"No, it's not fucking adorable. I'm not ready for kids." Hysterics turn to panic, and Treize hands the camera to Lady who smiles. "Well they seem happy." As she hands the camera to me, it goes back into picture taking mode. I switch it back, and Trowa stands behind me to look as well. The picture is of Heero in one of the big, insanely comfortable recliners, dozing with two sleeping babies on his chest.
"Well, luckily you two don't have to worry about accidental pregnancy." Treize says quietly and shoots Lady a quick, slightly annoyed look. The tension between the two rose to an uncomfortable level.
"Don't you fucking start Khushrenada." Lady hisses at her husband and gives him a look that makes Heero's glare seem like child's play. As Treize readies a comeback, Lady excuses herself, makes her way past Duo and out of the room.
I watch Treize watch his wife walk out and all the sudden, I feel a wave of remorse and worry emanate from him. "Well, that was fun." Duo breaks the awkward silence with a clap of his hands. "This is my party Treize, so you better make up with your wife. I know for a fact, she's got the ability to make your life far more hellish than twin girls."
Treize sighs. "I know." He turns around, unblocking my view of dining room table, and I see the makings of the mimosas and grin. Treize fixes himself a glass and then heads out of the room, a pathetic and beaten man.
As Treize vacates his place in front of the table, I move in to make myself a glass of brunch decadency. I look over my shoulder at Trowa and hold up a glass, silently asking if he wants one. He nods his head, and I mix two glasses up.
"You're not going to make me one?" Duo comes up behind me and whines playfully.
"You're capable of doing it yourself." I reply as I turn and hand Trowa his glass. "I think we should say 'hello' to the father in training." I grin as Duo sputters nonsense. "You are getting married Duo. A family would be the next step since you already own a house." I torment him a bit more as Trowa and I walk out of the dining room, drinks in hand.
The kitchen opens up into a large multi-purpose room. Directly outside the entryway, on the right is a large, insanely well-stocked bar with nothing but top shelf alcohols adorning it. To the left is the main portion of the room. It is large, probably about the side of mine and Trowa's apartments combined, with a vaulted ceiling to keep the openness about it. There is a large panel television on the far wall surrounded by all types of furniture designed for superior comfort.
The built-in mahogany shelving lining the back wall, is full of music, movies, books, and all kinds of entertainment. Heero is in the far corner with the sleeping babies, appearing to be asleep as well. Lady is standing at in front of one of the floor to ceiling windows by the bar. Treize is standing behind her with his arms wrapped around her waist and his lips at her ear. No doubt trying to make up for the comment he just made.
"God, he looks like a natural." Duo says from behind us as he peers across the room at his fiancé.
"You two will make wonderful parents if you ever decide to have children." I take a sip of my drink and wrap my arm around Trowa's waist.
"I think we will. We talk about it every once and a while, more in passing than anything. But I think we both want the family that neither of us had." Duo says with a smile.
"Allah. I can only imagine." I say with mock dramatics.
Duo grins at me and walks across the room to Heero, who remains asleep up until Duo lithely slides onto the large arm of the chair and curls up next to him. I can see Heero open his eyes, cradle the twins and adjust his position. From what I can tell, he moves over a bit as Duo then moves from the arm to the seat, flush with Heero. The girls remain asleep through the little shuffle, and the boys close their eyes.
"Well that's exciting." I murmur and down the rest of my drink.
"Oh, come on, it's cute. Don't be jealous." Trowa says quietly as he wraps an arm around my shoulder and pulls me close, kissing me soundly.
"Cute, yes. But the life of the party just curled up for a nap."
"That's weak Quat." Trowa chuckles and kisses me again. "We're just missing people. Come on, sit down and relax." His arm slides off my shoulder, and he grabs my hand and pulls me towards the closest couch. He places his half empty glass on the end table and pulls me into his arms as he falls back onto the cushions.
I move a bit so I am straddling his stomach with my arms wrapped around his neck and acting really cute. I vaguely wonder where our host has gone, but as I hear a loud thud from the ceiling above me, I cease my musings and wonder if Wufei had been here the entire time.
I'm not sure how long we stay making out on the couch, but we stop as a sharp feminine voice rings through the room. "I'm here, the party can now start."
There is a chorus of 'shhs' immediately after she announces her arrival, and I glance over at the corner where Heero and Duo rest with the twins. They move restlessly and for a moment I think we might be lucky and the four will remain asleep. But, we aren't so lucky and one of the girls moves, wakes up, and begins to cry, which causes Heero to startle, causing the other twin to awaken.
"Relena…" Lady sighs and briskly walks past us to her babies, with Treize on her heels. I watch a moment longer as Heero hands one bright red faced baby to Lady and the other to Treize and when they are left the alone, Duo pulls Heero back into the recliner for a little more cuddle time.
"Brilliant, Relena." I comment with a playful smile on my lips as I get off of the couch and pull Trowa up as well.
"How was I supposed to know there were babies here?" She said defensively.
"The Bentley with two baby car seats in it?"
"Shove it Winner. Stop being a wise ass."
Allah, she could be a bitch sometimes. Then I notice that it was not Dorothy who trailed behind her, but our usual Wednesday night waiter. "Where's your girlfriend, Relena?"
"We, ah… broke up?"
Well, she sounds sure of herself. "You don't sound so sure about that." I watch her fiddle with the hem of her shirt and take an intense interest in her nails. "Is she going to be here tonight?"
"Ah, I don't know. Things are under negotiation." Her big blue eyes dance about the room, and she pales when she sees that everyone else is looking at her.
I smirk. "What exactly is under negotiation, Relena?"
Relena squirms a bit and Trowa walks up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist. "I don't want to talk about it right now." She says with a huff. "Where's my brother?"
"Upstairs, I think." I say simply, conveniently leaving out the part where she might want to think twice about going upstairs.
She turns with a flourish and storms off towards the area where the stairwell is. We all watch her leave and as soon as she is out of the room, the poor guy that Relena brought with her smiles and takes a few steps towards me, closing the distance.
"Welcome to the Peacecraft Palace, Mark. Or have you been here before?" I ask as we shake hands.
I think he actually blushes a bit. "I've been here before." He pauses for a moment as if debating with himself on something. "We'd come here so Relena could get away Dorothy."
"Ah." I chuckle. "Well, welcome. And this is Trowa." I point to the guy holding me from behind.
Trowa reaches out, and he and Mark shake hands. "Hi."
All pleasantries stop as Relena runs into the living room squealing something. She's bright red and looks more embarrassed than mad. I'm pretty sure she found her brother. "What the fuck is wrong with boys!" She glares at Heero and Duo and then whips her head around to me. "Can't you fucking keep it in your pants for any length of time?" In fact, I believe she found her brother having sex with his boyfriend.
"We haven't had sex yet." I declare, and Duo pipes up from the corner. "We've," he motions between himself and Heero, "Already had sex in your bathroom Princess. And I bet you your weekly allowance that you've already gotten cock this morning."
Allah, he could be so crude, but the look on her face and the matching one on Mark's means that Duo nailed it. "That was crude Duo." I chastise playfully.
"But true." He points to Relena who is still stuttering. "So have you given up pussy for dick?"
"Why do you care Maxwell?" She strikes her typical defiant pose, setting her hands on her hips.
"Just curious if you're creepy forked eyebrow girlfriend will be coming round anymore." He turns and sticks out his pierced tongue at Treize (when the hell had gotten that modification done? And how did I never notice?) who had cleared his throat at the mention of creepy forked eyebrows. "Or if you're planning to try to make a threesome work."
Relena stutters more, Heero wraps his arms around Duo and hides his laughter behind his love's shoulder, and Trowa plants little kisses down the side of my neck. Allah, it was beginning, I could feel the hormone level in the room jump several notches.
It was at this point I realize that the babies aren't crying, and I look over at Lady and Treize and see them standing together rocking their girls in a sleep inducing cadence. Then, something I can't see catches the new parents' eyes and they walk off towards where the stairs to the upstairs are. Moments later, Wufei comes wandering out looking slightly bewildered, and Duo breaks out laughing. I choose to ignore them.
"I'm really sorry Mark, this can't be all that comfortable for either you or Relena. Though, I would have thought Relena would have warned you of the possible reactions from the locals."
"That's enough, Quatre. We should drop the topic now." Relena steps between Mark and myself and holds out her hands.
"Relena, I would tell that to Duo, not to me." She harrumphs a bit and marches over to the chair where Heero is groping Duo.
"Don't even try it Princess. Our party, our rules." He grins and bounces to his feet. "Wuffie, how ya doin'?" He walks over and slaps Wufei on the back and I turn my attention back to Relena, who is taking Mark's hand and mumbling something about hating everyone because they were mean to her.
I turn in Trowa's arms so I am facing him. "Tonight's going to be entertaining, isn't it?"
"You have no idea." With a chuckle, I lean in to kiss him.
We spend the rest of the morning snacking on fruit and drinking mimosas. Relena disappears somewhere into the bowels of the palace with her new plaything and the proud parents re-appear, Treize now donning a small, white walkie-talkie device on his belt, that I can only assume, links to a unit where the twins are sleeping.
Duo produces a deck of cards from somewhere and starts dealing them out on the coffee table in front of the recliner he and Heero are still sharing. I notice that Duo is dealing out enough hands to entertain eight people. "We're playing Bull Shit, so come over."
Trowa and I walk over to the table and take a seat on the thick, plush carpet. Zechs, Wufei, Lady and Treize follow and all find a place on the ground to sit. Duo slides off the recliner to the floor, while Heero remains in the chair, the tail of Duo's braid in his hand. "Why are we playing Bull Shit?" Heero asks as he plays with the braid.
"Because it will be fun with eight people, and it will pass the time until Sally is no longer on call, and Brad is off duty, and until Hil' and Luc' decide they've fucked enough to make up for being apart for as long as they have been."
"Maxwell, you're so vulgar sometimes." Zechs says with a sly smile.
"Sometimes, Peacecraft? Shit, I've got to try harder."
Heero leans over and firmly bites Duo where his neck meets his shoulder. "Behave."
"Yuy, how does biting me make me want to behave? If anything it will make me want to misbehave that much more." Duo grins up at Heero and quickly kisses him. "The game is Bull Shit, gentlemen and Lady. If you are the sucker with the Two of Clubs, put it down, and let's get this game rolling."
"Any alternate rules?" Trowa chimes in and Duo gives him a devilish grin. "As much as I would love to, I would feel bad about having that much of a lead on Hil' and Luce. That is, if you all can catch me."
"Two of Clubs." Wufei says brusquely and places the card face down in the middle of the table.
"Three, threes." Duo smacks the cards down on the table in a single pile.
We play until to the bitter end. Lady manages to be completely out of cards before we actually realize it. Duo, due to a distracting Heero, is the loser. Though, for a while, it looked like Wufei was going to be loser due to a distracting Zechs. For some reason, perhaps it is the sadist in me, I enjoy seeing Wufei get flustered. When he was married to Meiran, he was always so calm and, for the most part, emotionless. Zechs has been good for him; removed the stick from his ass and fucked him into the mattress until he forgot who he was. I kid you not. I was the fortunate, or unfortunate depending on how you look at it, one to be Wufei's confidant during his journey to 'enlightenment.'
"Next time, we play with liquor and other rules." Duo declares and stands up to stretch, while everyone follows suit.
I grin and Trowa replies. "Bring it on Duo. You don't stand a chance." My boyfriend grins, and I feel his hand run down my back, caress my bum and stay there. I look at him, a bit confused with how my ass fits into a game of BS. Not that I really care, he can touch me as much as he wants. I reach around the arm around my back and pull him to me, grinding my hips into him. He moans softly and lowers his lips to mine. We proceed to lock lips in an indecent fashion until I feel a sharp smack to the cheek that Trowa isn't groping.
"Winner don't you have any manners? You should wait until all the guests are here before you devour your boyfriend in the living room."
I break my kiss with Trowa, turn around, quickly locate the person who had swatted my ass and threw my arms around her neck. "Luce, you are such a bitch."
She wraps her arms around my waist and we embrace tightly. "But you missed me, didn't you?"
"Of course. Really, Hilde's whining was getting annoying. I hoped you fucked her good enough to last until your next visit."
Lucrezia smiles a wicked little smile. "I haven't even come close, but I've got another week and a half to do that. Though, would you be satisfied with two weeks of intense sex and then a year without your gorgeous green-eyed partner getting you off?" She whispers teasingly in my ear.
I swallow heavily. "Ah, that would be a no."
She smirks and stands up. "I thought so." She then looks to Trowa. "Figures Quatre would find the most beautiful bachelor on campus." She holds out her hand to my boyfriend. "Lucrezia Noin. Though the guys call me Noin or Luce. Either's fine."
Trowa takes her hand and shakes it. "Trowa Barton. And I seriously doubt I was the most beautiful bachelor on campus." He replies with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes, and Luce gives him the 'you are full of shit' look.
I stifle a laugh at that and get an elbow to the side. "Oh come on. Take the compliment." I move between him and Luce and wrap my arms around his waist, press against him and whispers seductively in his ear. "And you are even more beautiful when you are writhing on the bed naked."
"Hn," he mumbles, his hands snake into my hair and repositions my head so he can kiss me. Which he does, and does it really, really well.
"Well, okay then. I see we've lost Quatre and Trowa for the rest of the evening." Luce says as Trowa and I once again, as Noin put it, devour each other in the middle of the living room.
"Shit, Q, I didn't think you had that much of an exhibitionist streak in you." Duo compliments from his place next to Heero.
I pull away from Trowa for a moment and turn my head in Duo's direction. "When we act like you and Heero in public, then you have the right to say that." The words escape between soft moans as Trowa's lips travel over my neck.
"When you start fucking you will." He replies cheekily.
"No, we won't." There was a soft chorus of 'you aren't having sex yet?' from some of the peanut gallery, which I completely ignore.
"I can't count on my fingers and toes how many times, you've either 'fessed up to, or have been caught fucking the last guy you really liked in public."
Duo's comment made Trowa stop. "Is he being serious?" I turn my head and look him in the eyes.
"Ah…" I begin, my face turning bright red. "…yeah. Back in high school, I was pretty bad."
"Bad, doesn't even begin to describe it. I caught him and his boy in the girl's bathroom after school one day. And his boy went to another school." Hilde pauses and her brow furls. "What the hell was he doing there anyway? We always met up with Tristan at the park."
I tense for a second as Hilde mentions his name. And I'd been really good about not mentioning his name around Trowa. "Ah, he was there for a cross country meet."
"And he just wandered away for a quick fuck?" She prods more and Lucrezia laughs, moving behind her girlfriend.
"We weren't going to be able to see each other for a few days so we made arrangements to compensate. Though, we didn't count on someone using the bathroom in the science wing. No one ever went there after school."
Luce pulls Hilde back against her and holds her tight. "You're embarrassing Quatre in front of his new boyfriend. Don't you think that is in poor taste love?"
"Nah." Hilde shakes her head. "The Winner heir is not safe, and by the looks of things, I think Trowa likes hearing about the wilder side of Quatre."
Sure enough Trowa's lips were on my neck again. "Don't get any ideas."
"I didn't need Hilde to tell me anything to get ideas. You've already established that I'm a pervert." This is true, but I do not give him the satisfaction of telling him that.
"It's drinking time, everyone." Duo announces suddenly, bouncing to his feet and running over to Zechs who is in the process of opening a bottle of wine at the bar.
"Sally called and said she would be here around four, and that we should get started." He pulls the cork out takes and a whiff of the open bottle. After a moment, he smiles approvingly and places the bottle on the counter. He lines up nine red wine glasses and fills them half way with red wine. Wufei appears next to him and helps to pass out the glasses while Zechs makes up a bubbly juice drink for Lady.
When everyone has their drink, Zechs turns, the fingers on his free hand interlace with Wufei's, and he raises the glass and looks to Heero and Duo. Everyone follows suit and Zechs' speaks. "To the happy couple and to their bright future. And since I am fairly sure there will be enough toasts at the wedding to make us all annoyed, I shall leave it at that." There is a clinking of glass all around, and we all take a sip from our glasses.
"Wow." Trowa says in a hushed voice next to me and I look at him.
"What?" I ask as I try to figure out what he is wowing at.
"This is wonderful." He motions to the wine in his hand, and Zechs chuckles.
"It is from the Peacecraft vineyard in Alsace-Lorraine. It is a bit sweeter than most of what we make there, but it is one of my favorites." He grins and takes another sip. "In fact this year was particularly good." He takes another sip.
"You're such an egotistical asshole." Wufei mutters under his breath as he downs the last of the glass.
Everyone chuckles and Trowa turns to be briefly for an explanation, but is drawn back to looking at Zechs and Wufei.
"It was made the year Zechs was born." I inform him while we watch the show unfolding in front of us.
The prince places his glass down on the bar and does the same with his boyfriend's glass. "Don't be angry."
"I'm not angry." Wufei huffs and everyone's interest peeks more.
"No?" Wufei blushes. "Good, then don't complain. You draw more attention that way." 'Fei turns away but Zechs catches his chin and gently pulls it back and tilts it up. "Or do you want them all to know about…" The rest is said in inaudible whispers behind a curtain of platinum hair.
"Oh come on. You two are disgusting. We all fucking know that 'Fei gets off on all that bondage stuff and that you…" He points to Zechs. "…just had him tied up in your bedroom and fucked him silly." Duo rolls his eyes. "Don't fucking look at me like that Wuffers." He teases with a raunchy smile and takes a few steps to close the distance between himself and our red-faced friend. Zechs smiles, takes a step back and watches.
When he wants to be, Duo can be the most seductive and enticing person I've ever known, and now is one of those moments. He stands face to face with Wufei and puts his hands on 'Fei's hips. He looks from Duo's hands to his face and an expression of panic dances across his features. "Why do you hide it Wu?" Duo is answered with a blank look. One hand leaves 'Fei's waist and runs up his side, and his hips gyrate into our friend's crotch as if he was grinding on a dance floor. "I know you have a sex drive." He leans in closer and Wufei shivers as Duo's lips ghost over his skin. "So loosen up a little." With a wet sloppy kiss, Duo drops his seductive façade and jumps back out of Wufei's immediate range.
"Maxwell." Wufei growls and storms off, out of the crowd, to a chair halfway across the room.
"Wait 'til he gets trashed. He'll be lots more fun." Duo says more to Trowa than to everyone else, since we know that Wufei does indeed loosen up with a few drinks in him.
Changing the subject to be something other than his boyfriend, Zechs speaks up. "You may have anything here. There is no beer, as I am not a particular fan of it. If you are in dire wish to have it, I will have someone run out and get some. There should be plenty juice and soda to cater to a small army, but if you do run out of something, please let me know and I will make sure it is restocked."
"Marijuana is not allowed in the house today since we have two very young guests with us tonight. Any smoking will be done outside." He looks to Trowa. "The rules of the house are that whatever happens here, stays within private walls. You do not talk about it in public places. Other than that, don't trash the place, if you get sick please try to make it to somewhere away from people and respect everyone. Oh, and clothing has a tendency to become optional." Zechs smirks and lowers his voice. "But really that can become the highlight of the night because in this room are some of the most beautiful people in Sanq, and whether you are sober, drunk, or high, they are beautiful to look at."
We all roll our eyes. "You just like watching." Treize and Luce say at the same time and Zechs shrugs. "Real porn is infinitely better than the shit that is made for commercial distribution." He says matter-of-factly, turns around, mixes himself a screwdriver, and heads over to where Wufei sits sulking.
Everyone else does similarly and grabs their own drinks and walks back to where the comfy chairs are. "Does it really get that bad?" Trowa's brow furls and then he smiles. "Or that good?"
"Usually. Most of the time, someone decides on a drinking game involving stripping and kissing other people and then all hell breaks loose. The only rule, when that happens, is that you don't venture further down than the neck unless it has been agreed upon before we're too drunk and high to give a fuck." Trowa nods uncertainly, as if he's rolling something over in his head, but is afraid to say something. "Trying to figure out whether you should participate in the festivities when they get sexed up?"
Trowa's face flares bright red. "Yeah."
"Well, if you're ok with it, I don't care. Everyone here is in fairly permanent relationships in which they are head over heels in love with their partner and trust them implicitly. It is understood that what we do here, stays here." I explain as I mix myself a coconut rum and coke.
"Ok." He says with a smile. "As long as it is you I end up with, I'm happy." He wraps his arms around me as he presses his body flush against my back. "Anyways, I'm completely ok with playing strip games and kissing people. That's all we did at the circus parties. Get stupid and make out with people."
I turn around in his arms and grin like an idiot, insanely glad that I don't have to explain the fact that I become a walking hard-on when I smoke up. It'll be easier to do so when it happens. "That works." We kiss in front of the bar until Duo returns for his second drink.
"Come on you two. Socialize." He gives us a wicked little grin and adds, "But we're not going to complain if you decide to make out on the couch instead." He winks, makes his drink and leaves. We take our drinks and follow, claiming a cozy love seat as our own.
As we sit down, Trowa whispers. "Why don't you give them the info now?"
"Ooh, good idea." I bounce up and look at Zechs. "Which room did you put our stuff in?"
"Your usual one." I nod and bound upstairs to retrieve the folder containing Heero and Duo's honeymoon information. My usual room is two down from Wufei and Zechs.' The room between them has always been Heero and Duo's. Relena's room is way down at the end of the hall, claiming, that as a girl, she needed more space. Upon retrieving the folder, I bound back down the stairs and flop on the love seat next to my boyfriend.
Trowa and I exchange a quick kiss, we sit down on the floor, and I lean forward, offering the entity known as Duo and Heero the folder. Two arms reached out for the folder and Duo, being closer, gets the folder first. He opens it and holds it at an angle that allows Heero to see as well. Within a minute of glancing over the information, my friends are looking at me slack-jawed. "Quatre, this is too much." Heero speaks as Duo seems to be floundering for words.
"Just accept, have fun, and leave all your cares behind."
"Fuck." Duo finally manages to get out.
"And really it isn't all that much. You get an island to yourself for a week and the flight crew gets a vacation in the Caribbean while they are there. The island and the plane belong to the family and the crew like things to do. So enjoy."
"Let me see." Hilde demands, as she grabs for the folder. Duo passes it along, still a little shell shocked, but he's grinning like a fool.
"We're not going to have to wear clothes for a whole fucking week. It will be awesome. No tan lines."
I shake my head and laugh, happy that Duo has accepted the gift and is excited about it. I also know that his enthusiasm will add to Heero's enjoyment of the vacation. I know they would have been completely content to stay in their house for a full week, locked away by themselves, making love whenever they want to, but that would be what they always do. So I didn't give them a chance.
Heero practically purrs as he wraps his arms around Duo. "Sunblock has never sounded sexier." Duo beams at him, gets to his knees, turns around, wraps his arms around Heero's neck, and we lose them to their own little world.
Noin starts laughing. "So, since we've lost Duo and Heero for a while. Anyone up for a game?
At that very moment, Treize's belt begins to cry, and he and Lady both stand to go tend their girls. "They are probably hungry. We'll be back in a bit." Treize said, looking slightly unhappy about having to leave the fun.
Hilde goes over to a closet cleverly camouflaged as part of the wall, opens it up, and pulls several boxes out. Monopoly, Munchkin, Apples to Apples and Jenga appear to be the games of her choice.
"Monopoly." Zechs says as Hilde places the boxes on a random end table. "The others are even better when played with a few drinks in us. Jenga especially." Hilde nods and brings the Monopoly box over to where everyone is sitting.
"Sanq edition?" Trowa asks sounding amused.
Zechs nods with a grin. "Had it made up two years ago. Right after Heero and Duo bought their house. You'll recognize some of the locations right now, and if you hang around long enough, you'll recognize them all." He takes the box and begins to break out the contents and set it up in the middle of the area we are sitting around.
"Do you mind if I just watch?" Trowa asks me quietly.
"Not a fan?"
"No, I like the game fine. Just feel like watching." He offers me a broad grin, crawls behind me and pulls me back against his chest, his long legs rest next to mine on the ground, and his arms encircle my waist. I lean back and rest my head on his shoulder for a moment with my eyes closed. He kisses my neck, and I twist my body slightly so we can kiss.
"Hey lovebirds, time to play." Noin leans across the board and smacks me on my knee.
Those of us who are playing pick our pieces and begin. Wufei is banking. We play for a while, and the game gets heated as the good properties start disappearing. I shout obscenities at Duo when he buys my family's villa in Tuscany, and Hilde blows the boys taunting kisses when she buys their house. Only after Noin claims Sanq Palace as hers, do I notice Hilde glancing my way. At first I simply pass it off as her trying to figure out where my next move is going to be, but when she continues to do it, I shoot her back a look of my own, silently asking what is going on.
She shakes her head, as if to say it is nothing, and we go back to playing. When Hilde claims my mansion after sending me to jail, I get ready to throw a string of classy L4 Colony insults at her when she abruptly starts speaking.
"Hey Trowa, you don't happen to have a brother named Tristan do you?" Trowa, who had been happily holding me and nuzzling my neck, jumped.
"Ah." He hesitates for a moment, and I stare wide-eyed at Hilde. "No. I'm an only child."
"Weird." She responds, obviously not paying attention to my silent pleas not to say anything more. "You really remind me of Quatre's first boyfriend, Tristan. You guys even have the same last name."
I could feel Trowa frown. "Is that a bad thing?"
Hilde, still being oblivious to the fact that the tension in the room just skyrocketed, continued on. "Hell no, Tristan was awesome…" Before she could continue Luce moves and claims her lips, effectively shutting her up.
"Sometimes you are the most oblivious person in the world love." Luce says with a sigh while Heero, Duo, and I stare at her with daggers in our eyes. Wufei and Zechs simply look confused, and I feel a rising sense of panic from Trowa.
I half turn around so I can look him in his emerald eyes. "You ok?"
He nods his head and pushes his bangs back. "Yeah."
"Ok. Take it as a compliment if anything."
"I know." He says with a smile and hugs me close. As he does so, I feel some of the panic bleed from his body, and I relax into his arms.