27-Feb-2004
Sandrock's Prince
A Gundam Wing Fanfiction
By Andrea Readwolf <andrea_readwolf @hotmail.com>
Part 5
Pairings: 4x3, 4xC, 3x4xC, 4xCx3....
Warnings: In most of my stories, Catherine is Trowa's long-lost sister or whatever. Not so in this one. Yes, I have made the two still related, but they're cousins, and for the sake of avoiding any squeamish incest issues, they're far enough removed to be considered "kissing cousins". Yaoi & Hetero relations
Disclaimer: Do you really think I own GW? Really! If I did, there'd be a lot more blatant yaoi in the series!
Notes: Some people asked if there would be more of the 4x1 Lemonade Stand ficcie, so here it is.
"You majesty," Rashid greeted with a deep bow of his head. "These two represent their country--"
"Thank you," the woman interrupted, stepping forward, her muddy red hair bouncing on her shoulders. "I am Katherine, of the Clan Zigana. This is my cousin, Trowa. We have traveled from the Zahara so that we may wed the son of the D'Lar of this land in accordance to the treaty signed by my father, Arulien of the Clan Zigana."
She dropped to her knees, as did the boy standing beside and slightly behind her. The room was in silence---which was actually a pretty amazing feat considering how many people where there for the evening meal, including Quatre's daughters.
"I--" Quatre started, then stopped, wiping his face with his hands. "I know of no such treaty, Katherine, of Clan Zigana."
The woman looked up incredulously. "I beg to differ! You had better know of such a treaty!" But a hand on her arm stopped her from going forward.
"Forgive my cousin her outburst," the young man begun, looking up at Quatre with shining green eyes shadowed through a fall of golden brown hair. "But correct me if I am wrong. You are the son of the D'Lar mentioned in the treaty we possess?"
"I would have to assume so," Quatre smiled softly at the man. "For I know of no such treaty with any clan. Perhaps you could inform me of the contents of this treaty?"
'Warm eyes. Sweet, enticing, warm eyes the shade of freshly watered palm leaves,' Quatre thought as he stared at the boy--no, young man, he corrected himself, surveying the youth once more. Though he was reserved, he was by no means a 'boy'.
The woman went into a lengthy description of the treaty Quatre's father had apparently made with this clan. Wufei, he knew, was already in the halls of history looking for the palace's copy of the treaty. Still, Quatre attempted to dissuade the proud warrior woman before him of her intent to marry him. He already had more wives than he knew what to do with, he explained. Wouldn't it be better for all if a new treaty was arranged.
The woman was obstinate. Katherine absolutely refused to go back on any word or letter of the treaty the Zigana Clan had made with his father, which left him no choice but to argue more on a subject that bored him.... or accept the couple as his new wedding pair.
Quatre sighed heavily within his boredom. "Very well. It shall be the last of these customs. No more will I accept wedding pairs into my house. Katherine of the Clan Zigana, you now belong to the Raberba. Shed your previous belongings and join my harem. Sana and Tohru shall lead you to your new chambers.
"Trowa of the Clan Zigana, you are now mine," Quatre continue, and only now did a tiny smile prick his lips. "Shed your previous belongings, you no longer need them. Heero, Duo, please escort our new member to the West wing."
"As you wish, you highness," both boys murmured hastily, bowing deeply before leading off, trusting the other boy to follow.
Quatre sighed happily as Duo's nimble knowing fingers worked magic over his back and shoulders.
"So tell me, my friends," the blond D'Lar begin, rolling to his side to face both Duo and Heero. "What do you think of Katherine and Trowa?"
Duo grinned, leaning over Quatre's waist to nip a plump grade from Heero's fingers. "Hilde says the girl is quite a spit fire; the match of none save perhaps Meiran, herself."
"Truly," Quatre looked amused.
"The boy," Heero continued his lover's report, "Is quiet. Reserved by not shy."
"Then you should get along with him," the blond replied, pulling Heero's lips to his own before accepting a grape for himself. "I find him intriguing. I think I should very much enjoy having him here."
Duo climbed onto all fours, leering down at his Master. "That can be easily arranged. Shall I call him here now, Master?" A twinkle danced in his eyes.
"That's not procedures, you know," Quatre teased back, but made no move to restrain the long-haired creature.
"Ah, but you are now the one to make procedures, are you not?" Heero chimed in, draping himself along side Quatre's warm, tanned body.
"True."
"Let's see how well he performs in bed," Duo started, climbing completely off the bed now.
"All those long limbs; he's quite muscular, too," Heero added, also edging towards the exit.
"I see there's no stopping the two of you when you're determined," the blond laughed. "Very well, if you so insist upon giving me what I had no qualms about having, I will not pretend to resist. Go and fetch this Trowa and we shall see, as you say, how well he performs!"
Quatre's laugh followed the pair through the halls as both Heero and Duo raced back towards the West Harem.
"Won!" Duo gasped out, slamming into the gilded doorframe just seconds before Heero. "Now you owe me one," the boy taunted, laughing.
"Hai, now I do." Heero didn't seem too perturbed by the thought of owing Duo anything, but calmly walked into the Harem to find the new pair.
It wasn't too surprising to discover Katherine and Trowa in the company of Wufei, Hilde, Meiran, and the four young princesses. Katherine and Meiran were engaged in what seemed a heated debate, while Trowa and Wufei calmly discussed their own topic, completely ignoring the two women nearby who were near shouting.
"Trowa," Heero called lightly. "Our Master will have word with you. Follow me." The chocolate haired man walked swiftly back towards the doorway, pausing just inside the see to it the other was following.
"That's strange," Hilde commented, watching the newcomer disappear from the Harem.
"What's strange?" Katherine demanded, cat eyes watching her cousin's departure.
"You are a newly arrived couple," Meiran explained, seemingly clearly puzzled as well. "Customarily, the pair of you would not be called until you had recovered from your first moon cycle."
"Eh? Whatever for?"
"To ensure you try not to foster some other man's child upon our Master, of course," Wufei added.
"How barbaric!" the redhead shouted.
The three men entered their Master's quarters quietly, falling to their knees, heads bent and waiting their Master's command. They did not wait long.
"Tell me, Trowa, why were you and your cousin chosen?"
"Sire?" Emerald eyes flashed from beneath jagged bangs.
"Why are you, specifically, here and not someone else from your tribe?" Quatre repeated, turning to face the kneeling young man. "You are the son of the leader of your people, the first son, and yet you have committed yourself into slavery instead of helping to lead your people. Your cousin, daughter of the leader of your people, next in line to lead them has also committed herself to my Harem. I want to know why?"
"I have three other brothers, all of whom are better qualified to help lead the Clan Zigana. Katherine has two younger sisters who have also been trained to care for our people. I have no desire to lead another person let alone an entire Clan, and Katherine sees it as her personal duty to fulfill the debt owed to the D'Lar."
Silence stretched for several heartbeats as Quatre continued to stare down at this proud man before him. And then he gave in to temptation, reaching a hand out to caress Trowa's cheek, tilting the other's face upwards towards the light.
"Leave us," Quatre ordered, not looking away from the man kneeled before him to watch Duo and Heero leave the room quickly and quietly.
"Tell me, Trowa," the blond began again, his voice husky with desire. "Do you understand what it means for a man to desire another man?"
"Yes, Sire."
"Quatre. When we are alone, you may call me by name," the blond breathed, lowering his lips closer to Trowa's.
"Yes, Quatre."
He smiled, watching Trowa closely. "Do you understand what it means when I say I desire you, Trowa?"
"I can only hope it's half as much as I desire you, Quatre," the auburn-haired man reply, one arm lifting to aid the blond's descent to his lips before eagerly kissing the other man, parting his lips and sliding his tongue inside the other's mouth.
Quatre slid into Trowa's lap, bringing his arms up around the other man's neck and returning the kiss hungrily. Trowa's chest pressed into his, and Quatre, feeling the cool touch of metal, pulled back to look. His ring, pierced through one dusky nipple, lay against Trowa's chest, the aquamarine crystal sparkling in the lamplight.
"I have wanted you since the moment you looked at me this afternoon," Trowa whispered, running his fingers up into Quatre's sun-stroked blond waves.
The young D'Lar grinned, licking his lips. "Trust me, the feeling is mutual," he rasped, leaning back over again to nibbling along side Trowa's throat. "Come, let us make use of this bed they allow me," Quatre pulled away, fingers interlacing with Trowa's to help the man rise; and then immediate pull the taller man to him, crushing him against his smaller body before tumbling them both to the nearby bed.
A hand ghosted along the smooth curves of his rear and a deep voice glided along his ear. "Tell me, Quatre, have you ever had a man inside you? Because I would very much like to be inside you, little one."
The blond man rose over Trowa, pressing the taller man into the bed and hovering. "Generally, that is *not* the way things go," he answered, bringing his lips within range for another kiss. "But I think, perhaps, just for tonight, I would like that, too."
Hands wrapped around his waist, slid up his back and down again, pulling his skin with them as Trowa's lips, teeth, and tongue made to ravish his mouth.
"Tell me you have something; something to make this easier for us both?"
"Oil, on the table," Quatre answered between breathless kisses. "Rose and sandalwood."
Trowa laughed. "Do you have a preference, little one?"
"Whatever's closer," the blond growled, attacking Trowa's lips again.
Trowa did not protest, and soon something cool and slipper flowed down Quatre's back and into the crease of his rear. Fingers shortly followed, massaging the oil into Quatre's rump before teasing the puckered opening and slipping inside. Trowa continued to massage him within and without until Quatre reared back with a cry of pleasure, burying Trowa's fingers deeply within his body.
"Like that," Trowa purred.
"Yes."
Trowa was kissing him again, easing him back against the taller man's lap, rubbing his strong cock along Quatre's rear.
"I don't want to hurt you."
"I am capable of handling pain," he replied, falling back onto the readied cock.
There was a tense moment, when neither moved but to breath, and then Quatre forcibly relaxed himself and slowly began to move. It was over almost as soon as it had begun; Trowa spilling his seed, hand firmly clamped over Quatre's root, stroking the other man to completion shortly thereafter.
They lay, sweaty bodies entangled, thoughts floating but mouths remained quiet.
"I have learned many tricks as to the act of pleasure," Trowa finally spoke, gently tracing a hand along Quatre's arm. "But none have so quite effected me as you."
"Many tricks, eh?" the sex-contented blond replied. "Perhaps you will demonstrate these tricks for me, one day, hmmm?"
"Perhaps if you're very nice, Katherine and I will both 'demonstrate' these tricks of our people for you," Trowa retorted, "And then you will choose to never leave this bed."
"But then I would never get anything done," Quatre laughed. "What are these special sex tricks of your people, anyway?"
"They are called the Karma Sutra."
"Sounds exotic."
"Truly erotic," Trowa replied, rolling over to pin Quatre beneath him.
"Perhaps you would like a tiny example now?"
"I think I might enjoy that."
Is it any wonder that little over a year after Katherine and Trowa's arrival at the D'Lar's palace a new prince of Sandrock was born?
~OWARI~
AN: Sorry guys; when I originally started this, I had a grand threesome planned out for Trowa x Quatre x Katherine, but I find myself loath to write it now. >.< Gomen nasai! But perhaps later, I will feel more in the mood and come back to write it. For now, however, this story is complete. Sorry it took so long to get there!
Andrea Readwolf
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