Andrea: !__! I just did my bills....
Readwolf: Wondering when you were gonna get to that. And?
Andrea: !__! I'm broke.
Readwolf: Great! That means you'll stay home and *write* more "heirs"!
Andrea: {whines} but I really wanted to watch Inu Yasha!!!
Readwolf: Too bad. now WRITE! {sniffs air} I smell citrus!
A Matter of Heart: Heirs to the Legacy
By: Andrea Readwolf
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Rating: YA/Mature
Families: YMC Fam (Yuy-Maxwell-Chang Family: Trinity, Mara Jade,
and Dylan);
Winner Fam (Quatre + Trowa, Triton&Tristan, and little sis
Calista)
Peacecraft Family (Zechs Marquise/Milliard + Lucrezia/Noin
Peacecraft,Kit/Katarynna, Adrian, and Nicolette/Nicole)
Mazzolla Family (Mariemeia + Jake Mazzolla {OC}, Julian)
Catalonia-Dorian Family (Dorothy Catalonia + Relena Dorian,
Regina)
Une-Po Family (Lady Une + Sally Po, Marie Une*, Michael Braddocks,
Mark Braddocks, Matthew Braddocks)
Pairings: Trinity + Adrian, Mara Jade + Tristan, Kit + Triton (hoped
for), Calista + Dylan (hinted at)
plus: 1+2+3+4+5
Archive: Yes-- www.gwaddiction.com
Warnings: The following story contains scenes that are humorous,
sappy,fluff, with Incoherence, random PoV switching, and
Sexual innuendos abound.
Original Characters are presented; all characters are IC according to
the author's interpretation of them. Mainly heterosexual
situations, with hints of YAOI and YURI.
Spoilers: Previous Matter of Heart Series Arc stories: "Dance of the
Heart" Arc and "Oh Baby, Baby" Arc. Built off of "Traditions".
Feedback: C&C is always welcomed and adored.
Acknowledgements: There have been some wonderful people who have
made my sojourn in GW-fanfiction more than just enjoyable and have
inspired me to write, write, and write some more. Thank you.
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters belong to Bandai, Sunrise
and Sotsu Agency and are only being used for non-profit entertainment
purposes. References to printed texts, films, sitcoms, musical
pieces, and/or other fanfictions don't belong to the author either.
Original Characters, including but not limited too, the Berh
Siblings, Jake Mazzolla and "the chibis", are original and hence, the
author's own creation.
Notes: This is the story of the children, the nine children of the 6
gundam pilots (Heero--Zechs) plus the grandchild of Treize
Khushrenada. This story will not focus primarily on the characters
from the series, but rather, the generation after them. This story is
not for all die-hard fans, but runs along the lines of a more
original piece.
Additional Note: 1, 2, 3, 4, & 5 often times refer to each other as
"husband"; please refer back to "Promise of the Rings" Part 15 if this
causes confusion.
Additional Note 2: The chibis often times refer to their parents'
friends and partners as "Uncle" or "Aunt"--in this case, the
term is used simply as one of respect since, with the exception
of Kit & Adrian's relation to Relena and all of Quatre's sisters,
none of the parents have siblings.
***These stories and the ideas contained within are copyright of the author. No reprinting or posting without permission of said author. ***
~July 10, 227AC~
Mara Jade slid onto her side, her leg curling around Tristan's as she suckled his neck and ran her hand down his torso. She pulled back, watching him closely as her fingers curled around the straining shaft of his penis. She squeezed. and smiled predatorily when his hips jumped up off the blanket despite his attempted tight control over himself. She dropped one last kiss on top his well-defined pect before shimmying down his body.
His whole body tensed in anticipation, all focus centering in the hardened flesh she was holding in her soft hand and breathing on. When it finally came-when her hot tongue stroked the underside and her warm breath completely bathed his penis-it took everything to keep still, to not shout. As it was, his hands buried against her scalp, the tiny band that was holding the dark silk back snapping and leaving her soft dark waves spill over his knuckles and brush against his thighs.
Tristan wanted her so bad; all he could think about was thrusting up into her warm, wet, and very receptive body, but he held still, determined to let her have her way. Whatever she wanted.
She curled her hand and squeezed again, enjoying the way the flesh moved beneath her fingers and palm. Her tongue swept the tip, tracing the folds and creases. He tasted. a little salty, a little something else. It wasn't a completely pleasant taste, but it also wasn't unpleasant, she decided. She sealed her lips around Tristan's penis and sucked it deeper into her mouth. He must have liked that because he groaned and his fingers tightened in her hair.
Grinning, Mara Jade did it again. And again. And again. Her head bobbed up and down in his lap.
It was all he could do to keep from coming. Tristan had given up on trying to keep quiet or still; tiny moans and groans and gasps falling freely from his lips and his body wiggling like a worm eager to get back into the ground. Eager to get inside her. The thought seized him, carrying him higher to new levels of pleasure. Mara Jade's hair all around him, her body surrounding him, welcoming him. Tight, warm, incredibly hot, completely exquisite. With a groan, Tristan's hips bucked, her body beckoning him.
Her sharp cry brought his mind back to place and his eyes flew open, flooding with horrible-and yet incredibly joyous-realization.
She was enjoying kissing him like this, making him go crazy just like he'd done to her countless number of times before. She still wasn't sure what possessed her to do it. The thought was just suddenly blaring in her mind, her body aching for attention, and she acted.
Still fondling Tristan's shaft, squeezing and rubbing it back and forth, she sat up and straddled his legs, shifting forward until she could use the tip of his penis to tease her clit, stimulating both of them. She moaned, rolling her hips. It felt so good; he was so hard and it felt so-
His hips bucked beneath her and Mara Jade cried out, eyes flying wide opened when she felt a quick flash of stabbing pain. He looked up at her, his lips parted and eyes wide with horrific understanding. "Ma J-"
She lost her balance and began to fall forward. He was there to catch her, his hands slapping against hers, holding tight as his arms held her up. Her loose hair floated around them, like a sheer dark veil. "Tristan-?"
Cautiously, his hips moved beneath her, he moved against her, inside her. Passion blazed in the indigo eyes that looked down at him, and he relaxed minutely, giving in to the moment. Gently at first, and then more ardently, he rocked her, guiding her until the only reason she continued to hold onto his hands was to keep her balance as she rode him.
He had suffered a momentary relapse when she'd startled and, yes, frightened him, but that relapse was quickly gone. He was hard and coming way sooner than he would have liked. Though, to be honest, he would have liked to last forever. The sight of her moving over him like that. He etched it in his mind as a keepsake. Her own motions didn't last so long and when she finally gave in and collapsed, he pulled her against his chest and held her there.
"Does it always feel like that?" she asked after a long while of just laying there, her finger brushing lazily over his chest.
He moved beneath her; shifted really, and she cuddled up at his side, resting her head on his shoulder. "I understand it always hurts the first time for girls."
"No," she laughed. "Not that, the other.. The good feelings." She hid her blushing cheeks against his skin.
"Oh, that." His fingers combed through her hair and for a moment he didn't answer. "Well, I don't know. I'll let you know when I've done it a few more times, okay?"
Her fingers froze and her lazy smiled pulled down into a frown, her brow knitting. Another minute his words turned over themselves in her mind, and then she sat up, using his chest as a support. "You mean you've never-" But her words bit off as she stared down at him. He was smiling back at her.
"You know, I can't believe we just made love and you're still completely dressed," he said, ignoring her question. He tugged on the knots holding her top in place. "It seems rather unfair. Me being naked and all."
"Tristan, I'm serious," she frowned, batting his hands away.
"So am I," he replied, surging up and over her as she fell back onto the blanket. "I want to make love to you again," He kissed her lips, grazing the lower lip with his teeth. "And I want to touch all of you as I do it."
The scrap of material that constituted her top was easy pickings, removed with little coaxing. Her breasts fit so perfectly in his hands as he cupped and squeezed the gelatinous globes. He bent to suckle one and then the other, burying his face in her chest. His hand skimmed down her torso and up her skirt, finding and penetrating her warm sex. Oh, gods, she was so sexy as she moaned and moved against him, using his fingers as wantonly as she'd used his dick.
He leaned up, tasting her lips and sweet mouth again as he withdrew his hand from under her skirt. He drew an 'X' in the valley between her breasts, right over her heart and drew a matching one in the center of his own chest. Feeling the wet, stickiness against her chest, Mara Jade pulled back and watched him place the 'X' on his chest. She frowned when she realized the shiny stickiness was their cum tinged with her blood.
"You are mine," Tristan said, waiting until she was looking at him again. "No man will ever touch you in the same way I do and live. You will never, ever, sleep with any other man but me. You are mine, Body and Soul. just as I have always been yours."
She frowned at him and started to say something, but he kissed her again, pulling her up into his arms and holding her tightly against him. "Let me make love to you again?" he asked after the long, deep kiss.
Dazedly, already feeling the return of his and her own arousal, she nodded, and turned herself over into pure pleasure of the mind, body, and spirit.
It was painfully late when Tristan finally drove her home. She cringed, seeing the kitchen light still on.
"Want me to come in with you?" Tristan asked, pulling the car to a stop right underneath the basketball hoop in the drive.
She shook her head, finger-combing her hair. "No, no, it's probably better if you didn't. I'll just tell them that I caught another movie with your crowd and then went to the park for a while."
"Don't forget the diner," Tristan smiled, brushing a disobedient strand of hair from her face.
"Don't forget my car," she returned, offering him back a smile.
"I won't," he promised, resisting the urge to lean over and kiss her again. Instead, he brushed her cheek with his knuckles. "I had a really good time today."
Her smiled quirked into more of a smirk. "Me, too," she said, turning into his touch, her eyes never leaving his.
"See you tomorrow?"
"I think that can be arranged." She paused looking back at her house. "If I 'm not grounded that is," she giggled, ducking back away from him and pushing open the car door. She was just getting out when the kitchen door opened.
Tristan got out too, hanging over the hood of the car and waving to the waiting father. "Hi, Uncle 'Fei! Found 'er!"
"So I see," the Chinese man replied, wiping his hands on a dishtowel as his youngest daughter ducked her head and scooted over. "Led you on a merry chase, I'm sure."
"Merry, indeed," Tristan said to himself, his grin widening. "Catch ya later!" he called back, hopping back inside and turning out down the drive before any embarrassing questions could be asked of him.
"Evening, Papa," Mara Jade mumbled, moving around him to get inside.
"Morning is more like it," Wufei replied.
Sighing, his youngest daughter turned large indigo eyes on him. "I'm sorry, Daddy. We didn't realize how late it had gotten, really. Tristan brought me home as soon as we realized-"
"And where is your car?" Wufei interrupted, his voice a deadly calm.
It took her best effort not to wince. "It's at the theater lot. Trist said he'll have someone bring it back."
"I see."
"Is. is Dad home yet?" Mara Jade asked trying to change the subject a little.
Wufei's scowl turned into a deep-set frown. "No, he's not, and Daddy's in bed already, so be quiet when you go up."
She nodded, frowning now, as well. Duo was a day late in checking back in with them. She hoped everything was all right. She kissed Wufei on the cheek before darting out of the kitchen and up the back steps, leaving the Chinese man to finished doing the dishes. She was turning around the last step when a movement down the hall caught her eye.
Heero grunted and nodded, saying, "It's about time you got home," before closing the master bedroom door.
"Night, Daddy," she whispered loudly, grinning as she made her way to her own room and bed, sweet, steamy dreams of the day's activities accompanying her.
End Part 15
Andrea: Auh! Wu-babes and Hee-chan waiting up for her!
Readwolf: {boinks 'drea-chan over the head with a paper script} baka! Our
chibis just had *sex*!
Andrea: Yeah, it's kinda strange isn't it? I think this is one of the
first hetero's I've written in a while.
Readwolf: What about Zechs and Noin in Promise of the Rings?
Andrea: {blinks} true, true... I'd forgotten about that... hmmm...
Readwolf: so Tristan and Mara Jade were the first to take the plunge. hn.
Andrea: Nope.
Readwolf: Nani?
Andrea: Tristan and Mara Jade weren't the first chibis to have sex.
Readwolf: Nani!
Andrea: {smiles and looks at nails}
Chibis: O.O''
Trinity: Well, I know it wasn't--
Adrian: {covers Trinity's mouth and smiles}
Triton: I'm clean.
Julian: {blushing furiously} me too!
Nicole: I'm only 9 in this fic. If it was me, Daddy would probably threaten
to blow up the world again.
[Masses look to last three: Kit, Dylan, and Callista]
Kit: {shrugs} I'm 27; of course I've had sex before!
Triton: !____!
Tristan: Callie, you're awfully quiet there.
Calista: What! It's none of your business whether I've had sex or not.
Dylan: What she said.
Triton: !___! Isn't there a rule somewhere that says the oldest isn't
allowed to be the last virgin in the family?
Adrian: {claps blond on the back} Nah, that was something to do with
sisters--the younger ones couldn't marry before the older ones were married
off. Sort of like "Taming of the Shrew".
Triton: Nice example.
Adrian: {grins} just switch the ages of the sisters...
Mara Jade: {glowering} I *do* realize I can hear you, correct?
Triton & Adrian: {fake smiles as both boys suddenly fear for their manhoods}
You do know we were teasing, correct?
Andrea Readwolf
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