Originally posted: February 3, 2001
Revised: February 1, 2003
Title: And so it continues
Author: Christine
E-mail:Devilkitty@speakeasy.net
Pairing: 05x02x03
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Graphic Sexual activity, descriptions of rape and child abuse, OCCness. Clues that the author shouldn't drink and write at the same time.
Continuation to In the beginning
Duo snuggled further into the bed, feeling cold. He was freezing, even with Trowa in bed with him to warm him up. Not that it matter, the other boy was apparently afraid to get close to Duo and get warm. He was still fully dressed, while Duo had stripped down to his shorts, knowing that he would be warmer with flesh-to-flesh contact. He also liked Trowa in a naughty way, so this might give the other pilot a hint that he was interested in him and have him act on it. But Trowa was acting shier then Heero had been when he pulled this stunt on him. Heero had shimmed onto the other side of the bed and refused to get near him for the rest of the assignment. It hadn't worked then, but it might now. Trowa had seemed a bit more 'welcoming' about having a fling then Heero had been, even though he was as quiet as the other pilot.
Trowa turned over and moaned in his sleep, sounding like he was having a bad dream. Duo moved closer, worried. He didn't think that the other boy was injured, but he could have hurt himself even if he hadn't been on a mission. Duo leaned over and touched his shoulder, worried now. Fun and games was all well and good during down time, but if Trowa was injured he should have told him, even if he felt like an idiot about hurting himself and playing rough with his partner. Duo was competent enough to doctor a minor injury and Trowa knew it. He didn't buy the clown act like the rest of them had, because he saw past the mask, may be because he wore one himself. At his light touch, Trowa woke up and whimpered, trying to get away from him.
"Sh... shh... " Duo crooned, "It's me, Duo. I'm not going to hurt you."
Trowa woke up a little more and shivered. "I... I thought that you were him."
Duo was confused, what the hell had he been dreaming about? "Just me Trowa. It's just you and me. No one else is here." Duo turned on the lamp to show him that they were alone.
Trowa nodded, his eyes wide, searching the room for another person. He relaxed a little when he saw that it was just he and Duo in the room. "He said that he was through with me... but I... "
Duo interrupted him asking, "Through?"
Through meant that it was over, but Trowa was acting like he thought that the guy would hunt him down, which was very bad mojo in his mind. He was trying to think of anyone that would scare the crap out of a hardened merc like Trowa. He had seen as much nasty shit as Heero had for a lot longer Duo was willing to bet. And he was sure that it would take a very big boogey man to scare either one of them because of that. So who was the him that Trowa was worried about? An old comrade that got rough with him when he was younger and he was afraid would come back? His controller? Who? He couldn't think of anyone that they had meet recently, but they really hadn't worked together since New Edwards and that had been an accident. How long had he been thinking about this?
"He...he... hurt me," Trowa continued, sounding very out of it. Duo wasn't even sure that he was truly awake or just talking in his sleep.
"Are you still hurting?" Duo asked, very concerned. "And shit... I can try and protect you from him... you just have to just tell me who he is."
"Promise?" Trowa asked, ignoring his first question. Duo was frightened now, Trowa sounded like a very lost little boy. How long had he been living with this fear?
"I promise," Duo was serious. He didn't know if he could, but he would try. "You just have to tell me who hurt you."
In a very small, frightened, ashamed voice Trowa said one name, "Quatre."
Duo rocked back on heels. "Shit," was all that he could think to say. Cute, cuddly little Quatre who liked to play classical music, adored flowers and looked more like a girly boy then he was? Trowa was frightened of him?
Trowa stared at him, listening to the silence that greeted his announcement, he knew that no one would believe him, that is why Quatre could get away with what he had done. "You don't believe me!" he cried.
Duo shook his head, wanting to reassure him. "It's a shock. I have a hard time thinking that he has a dangerous bone in his body, even after I saw him fight."
He turned the idea over in his mind a few more times. Trowa was the one that had had the most contact with Quatre, so he knew him the best. So if Quatre were pulling a Jeckle and Hyde on them, Trowa would be the one to know. Duo had run into Quatre and his army in the desert after the disaster of New Edwards, but they had gotten separated when OZ attacked the town that they had been hiding in, so they hadn't done more then talk for a few hours. Now that he thought of it, Quatre was eyeing him strangely. Duo thought that he was trying to figure out if he was a competent fighter. Or had he been thinking about getting down and dirty with him? And how 'dirty' would it have gotten?
Trowa was watching him, holding himself very still and watching Duo think. He started to shiver again. "He... he changes... I thought that he was nice, but... "
Duo nodded, his mind racing, J & H it was. Shit, did his contact know? Did he care? What about Rashid and the others that were with him? They all acted like Quatre was God. Did they know that their blonde god had clay feet?
Trowa continued, encouraged by either the nod or Duo's silence. "He... we met after the first fight. I surrendered to him. It was like he was an angel when I saw him that first time. He was kind to me when he and his men helped repair HeavyArms. We played music... I liked him."
Duo made an encouraging noise. If he got Trowa to talk, he might get his clothes off of him and see what damage that bastard had done, he wasn't interested in anything more then that now. Trowa sounded really hurt by the fact that Quatre wasn't as nice as he seemed. Christ, was Quatre an idiot? Sex games were all well and good, but you didn't play them with the people that you depended on if they weren't interested! You got your pleasure outside someone that you had to work with, fucking over someone that might be your backup led to 'accidents'. He had known that fact very early in life. Did Quatre think that he was immune to that?
Trowa hadn't stopped talking, "He came into my room one night... I wasn't a virgin. Hadn't been for a while," He looked at Duo, his eyes pleading, wanting him to empathize with him and not think that he was bad or dirty, that it wasn't his fault. "You... you understand, don't you?"
Duo replied quietly, "You trade what you got for what you can get... "
He understood. He lost it at eight to his best friend, who had been curious about sex. Duo hadn't objected about experimenting with him and thought that it was the next best thing to having a full belly. He was twelve when he hooked up with Howard and G. They fucked him and taught him to be a pilot, and he thought that it was a fair trade. They had their fun and they let him play with the really neat toy, Deathscythe and he had enjoyed himself with them. They hadn't forced him to do anything that he didn't want to. Hell he jumped Howard first! That the games had escalated into what they did wasn't their fault, he just never wanted to say no. It wasn't their fault that he was into kink as well a straight sex, pain as well as cuddling.
"I... I don't remember anything but doing that," Trowa closed his eyes, "I was alone and scared. That squad said that they'd protect me... but it wasn't free. I thought that it was just cooking and running errands. But when I grew a little they wanted more then that."
Duo stroked the back of his hand to comfort him, "I understand. I didn't have a family either to protect me."
Trowa was nice looking. He must have been a really cute kid, a godsend the male heavy merc forces that the war had produced. Young enough to believe the load of shit that they fed him about 'earning' his protection and so he would be perfect to brainwash into being the camp whore. Thank God it hadn't took, since Trowa kicked ass in a fight and would kick more if it wasn't for him running out of bullets like he did.
"I was about seven or eight... it started out with blow and hand jobs. I got bigger, they got rougher... up my ass, two or three at once. I was passed around to a couple of different squads, for either supplies or favors. I learned to shoot, clean their weapons, and I fought with them. The difference between me and the 'real' soldiers was that I bent over nightly by the real ones. I could kill just as well as they did. But I knew that it would be a while before I was big enough to leave, to be out on my own, so I lived with it. And... and they weren't always rough, sometimes ... some of them made me feel really good, especially when I got older. I was happy when... when my last group took me into space and then I just had one protector. And he trained me, taught me a lot besides fixing things and piloting. He taught me that it could be good all the time, with someone that was willing to be nice. But... but he died and I took his place in the Operation."
Duo leaned over to kiss Trowa gently on the forehead. "I fucked my controller and the chief mechanic for two years. Don't be ashamed to tell me anything."
He didn't mention that he loved every lust filled minute of it and that he would have been screwed sideways by them even if he didn't get to pilot Deathscythe. He had just been luckier, but he wasn't going to tell Trowa that. Just like he wasn't going to tell him that he was into hardcore kink that would make professionals blanch. G had asked him and Howard to hit a few S&M parties with him when they were training him, to test out to see if he was sub with everyone or just those two. Duo didn't want to know how his controller knew any of these people, he was just glad that none of them did anything to him emotionally or sexually. They had been dubbed Beauty and the Beasts by that crowd, mostly by tops that were peeved that Duo would not roll over for them. Especially after they saw how much pain he could take and how much it got him off.
"Quatre, he acted nice... but after that night... he changed. The niceness... it wasn't real. He... he is evil. He... he found out that I... I..."
"That he wasn't the first?" Duo asked wryly. "That you had a clue?"
Trowa nodded, unaware that a couple of tears were starting to trail down his face as he talked to Duo about what had happened to him. "He was really understanding... he... I told him a little, what it was like with the mercs. He kissed me and said that it was all right. That he understood. Then we fell asleep, holding each other. I woke up later and he was gone, I thought that it was to get something to drink. Then, Rashid came in. He held me down. I was surprised and couldn't fight back. And he's really... big. Then more of them came in."
Duo winced in sympathy. It was the way that Trowa had said big. He guessed that the giant was proportional and Trowa had found out the hard way. And if he wasn't prepared or was fighting it... he could have gotten really get torn up.
Trowa saw the wince and nodded that Duo had guessed correctly. "He's huge! But I learned that I couldn't fight them when I was younger, so I relaxed. It still hurt, though even if he was the third one that had me."
"Oh shit," That was so stupid and so inadequate, but Trowa understood what he was trying to convey, by the tone more then anything. Sympathy, understanding, and encouragement to talk it out and get some sort of comfort. No blame, nothing to ever think that it was his fault that he trusted someone that was bug fuck crazy with his own private army that followed every order that he gave them, including the one, "Rape the Gundam Pilot."
"The first night... it was about six of them. They took turns, my ass or my mouth. Quatre was the last one that had me. He said that he liked his whores loose and squishy. No illusions that they were anything else but something to be fucked. It hurt a lot. He didn't try to be gentle and it had been a while since I had done it and there had been all those men before him."
"The first night?" Duo asked faintly. How long had this been going on?
"I left... a new mission, but he found me again. He told me that it was the price for fixing HeavyArms, for lying to him that I wasn't pure and for surrendering to him. I tried to avoid him, to hide from him, but Quatre found me a couple of more times. Each time, it got worse... more men and different things were done. But he let me leave for missions, so long as I came back. I was so grateful to leave, even if I couldn't sit down, even if I had to go back, just to get away for a little while. He told me if I hid on him, it would get bad. I did through, I ran. I didn't want to be the camp whore again. I was a pilot; I survived being that! I was better than that! He found me after every mission though, so it started again and again, so I just went back without a fight after a while. I couldn't tell anyone. I didn't want Heero to know that I was that weak, that I wasn't good enough to hide from Quatre or why I wanted to hide from an ally. And Wufei... he's so... judgmental. And neither one of them ever had to... you know."
Duo smiled wryly. Wufei had a stick up his ass and was straightas far as he could tell. From Heero's reaction to his seduction attempt, the boy was a virgin, capital V. They wouldn't understand. Duo did though; the two war orphans had a lot in common. They learned early that their tight ass gave them a lot more opportunities then anything else that they could do.
"I understand... why didn't you come to me before this?" Duo asked. "I was there too."
"Because I couldn't find you," Trowa said frantically. "If I wasn't being fucked by Quatre or the rest of them... he watched me like a hawk. I couldn't talk to anyone else, because he screened all my contacts with outside world. It wasn't until this assignment that I finally got away, and I think that was because I was beginning to bore him, I wasn't reacting to anything that he wanted me to do, I had apparently given up. Doing anything that they asked of me, sucking on him while he ate supper, taking two of them in my ass... I knew that I could take it, I didn't let him know that it bothered me, any of it after the first night. And I also knew that I could leave eventually, but... I understood that I had been broken by him when I was too ashamed to tell you about this, to tell anyone about what he was doing after he let me go. And... how badly it hurt when he said that he was finally through with me. He pissed on me after he did me and said to me that such a tired whore had no place with him. Then he told me that I had gotten this assignment with you. I was just glad that he let me leave, I just ran out of there. I didn't get to bathe until I hid Heavyarms and came here. Then I couldn't stop washing myself, I felt so dirty."
Duo hugged Trowa gently, the damage had been done long before Quatre started to mess with him, but the blonde pilot just made it worse. "I am serious. You have my protection from that nut. I am going to take care of you and see if I can pass the word along to the others. I don't want to work with that little psycho. I'd rather be Dorothy Catalonia's and Une's boy toy. And I don't like girls. He can't pull this shit with the other two. If you hadn't told me he might. This took a lot of courage."
"I don't feel brave," Trowa muttered.
"You are," Duo assured him. He was. He had survived whatever Quatre did to him and escaped with his sanity mostly intact. Sanity and Gundam Pilots don't talk to each other, so they had to keep what little they had. "And since I am taking care of you now, strip down so I can see what that bastard did to you."
He was worried that Trowa stripped without another argument. He hoped it was because that he knew he had to be looked at and not because he would follow any order that Duo gave him. Duo was disturbed to see the heavy bruising around his ribs and thighs. All that beautiful pale skin was different shades of bruising, from the yellow-green of almost healed ones to the fresh dark purple ones. Duo could almost trace who held him down from the handprints that were patterned all over his body, like a sadistic crazy quilt. It looked like a bunch of different men, maybe Rashid or one of the other bigger men, from the size of the handprints, plus a few cuts that were healing and a burn or two, not pretty to see by a long shot. The bad part was that they just were part of the collection that marked his body, scars from either fighting or abuse from his earlier 'protectors', the bastards.
Duo grabbed his pack and took out his supplies; he had a few things that would take away the pain. From the shadows under his eyes, Trowa needed a shitload of sleep too. He'd feed him something that would let him sleep and then contact Wufei. Stick up his ass or not, he needed him here when he went after Quatre. Heero was useless with this stuff, he would be here, but Trowa would be better off with Wufei. Quatre was little shit loose cannon that he was going to take out, private fucking army or not. If he was pulling this shit on them, and if he started with the same crap the civie population, OZ would be all over them. Heero he was going to have to find, just so that he knew where he was. So that he could keep him safe, 'cause he wouldn't wish this on anyone, not even that nut, Zechs.
Trowa laid quietly on the bed, shivering slightly in the cold. Duo started to rub in some salve that would take away the pain of the bruises. He had a quite few things that he could use, courtesy of G. The guy worried too fucking much about him, because he had sent him to Earth with an entire pharmacy in case he needed it. Trowa was relaxed under his hands, falling asleep until Duo started to investigate his behind, checking the damage. He wasn't surprised to see that it was a bit raw, from what Trowa had told him, he expected it to be that way. The balm that he applied would numb it a bit and let him heal. If he had something to make his spirit better he would use it.
Trowa made a pained but sleepy sound when Duo started his ministrations, sighing softly when the numbing properties of everything kicked in, free from the pain for the first time in ages Duo was willing to bet.
"You want some warm milk?" Duo asked. "It will help you sleep, you need that. And I think that it should be soup or clear food for the next few days because your system shouldn't handle anything more then that."
"What ever you want," Trowa said softly.
Duo kissed him again, just brushing his lips against that taller boy's lips. "I want you to heal. I don't know if you can stomach milk or if it will give you the runs, which considering how tender you are there, it would be dangerous and painful. So can you drink milk?"
"Yes."
"Do you want some warm milk then?" he repeated his original question.
Trowa thought for a second and nodded. Duo smiled and went downstairs to warm some up. And drop a few sleeping pills in his mug so that Trowa would sleep. He was surprised that Trowa drank down the milk without a murmur and let Duo tuck him in. The only problem had been when he grabbed his wrist and said in a clear voice, "I'm paying for this... you can do anything you want to me. You know I'd be good... I had to be to eat... "
Duo shook his head, "You got to heal, I don't do pain."
Not much anyways and always on the receiving end of it. The pain added a little spice to sex and it was a once in a while treat for him, because it had scared the crap out of Howard and G when they found out that how much he liked painful foreplay. Thankfully they got used to it when they realized that he enjoyed the spankings as much as their kisses, that they really weren't hurting him, because he was such a sick fuck to enjoy the pain that they gave him. He was a masochist as much as the other two didn't want to admit it after seeing him in action. "And right now, you're raw, so it will be painful. We got time, get some sleep."
Trowa nodded and curled up, willing to wait before he paid his 'debt'. Duo didn't think that he had to, but he understood the need that Trowa had to trade his ass for Duo's help. He had done that for anything that mattered in his life, he might as well continue the tradition, even though since they were all pilots they didn't owe each other anything. They were all fighting together, except for that sick shit Quatre. And how was he to know that Duo was a dyed in the wool uke? Howard had been the seme in their relationship, and G swung between the two roles, seme to Duo's uke, uke to Howard's seme. Trowa wasn't gonna like being seme, not if he thought that he 'owed' Duo this.
Duo sat with him as he fell asleep, listening to his soft breathing before he got up and went to get in contact with Wufei and Heero to warn them. He cranked up his laptop and wondered how he was going to explain this to those two. He settled for a neutral 'Network compromised, report back to me. Don't talk or go to Quatre. Will explain in person.' And he hoped that it got to them in time. Quatre would be hunting for fresh meat now that he let Trowa go, if Duo guessed right about the problem. He just hoped that it wasn't one of the pilots.
His message to G was a bit more detailed. He went through the whys, the wheres and asked him to get in touch with the others and find out where Heero and Wufei were, in case they didn't contact him. And did whoever was holding Quatre's chain know that he was bug fuck? And that the rest of his army was bug fuck too? Can he terminate him with extreme prejudice? He had compromised Trowa as a pilot, was a danger to the mission, and had pissed him off big time with this crap. And he missed G and Howard terribly. He sent that message off and hoped that he got an answer back that he wanted.
Wufei showed up the next day, Trowa was still confined to bed by Duo, since he looked a little too shaky for his taste. He would have scraped Trowa's involvement with the mission on the strength that he couldn't walk to the bathroom without help, even if he didn't know what had happened to him. Duo wondered how long he had been running on pure will power before he told him what his problem was.
Wufei was his usual charming self when he showed up in the morning. Duo restrained the impulse that he had to ask if he got a new stick up his ass, was that his problem? Trowa didn't need Duo pissing off Wufei right before he left him in his care, so he kept his mouth shut.
"Trowa's under the weather. I want you to watch him while I complete the mission. If Heero shows up, keep him here even if you have to shoot him."
Wufei sneered slightly, "I leave that pleasure for you."
Duo shrugged, well it wasn't the smartest thing that he had done. However had kept Heero from killing what appeared to be a nice, if not slightly dense, girl. "He healed. And if Quatre shows, just run with Trowa. No questions. And I mean it. I'll explain it later. Just let Trowa sleep, feed him soup and light stuff like that, keep him warm. He shouldn't have anything solid. I'll be back in after the mission and explain everything to you."
"You will explain this now, Maxwell." Wufei said calmly. "I want to know what exactly you were trying to say in that oh so innocent message. It was too innocent to have you this bothered." #You slipped and showed that you have both a brain and worry about your fellow pilots. Both of which you usually try to hide. Something is bothering you and I want to know what it is. Why shouldn't we talk to Quatre?#
"OZ got me first, Wufei, you get your answers after that. And if I don't come back... Trowa will tell you," Duo replied, roaring off on the bike that he had stolen for the job.
Duo completed the data raid and blowing up the building without problem. He half expected to have Quatre there to fuck it up for him, but things went off without a hitch and he drove off into the sunset, feeling very good about life. Blowing up a building or two worked out a lot of his anger at the situation that he was going back to.
He stopped off for supplies and a treat for Trowa, then ditched the bike and took another one. Take out covered supper for the three of them and he was back in the safe house only twenty hours after he left. He found Wufei drinking tea in the kitchen and reading a book that was big and looked boring. Heero wasn't in sight and Duo hoped that he had gotten the message and that he wasn't going to ignore it, because he thought that Duo was a clown.
"Have you heard from Heero?" he asked as he was throwing stuff in the fridge. "And how is Trowa doing?"
"Heero hasn't been in contact with me. Trowa is asleep. He slept for most of the night and seemed upset that you had done the mission alone. He fell back to sleep with another mug of warmed milk. He had some soup also." Wufei reported.
Duo frowned, "It was a one person assignment. There was no reason for him to be here with me. Me smell something wrong and I know where the stink is coming from."
Duo turned on his laptop and checked for messages, feeling slightly alarmed that he hadn't gotten anything from Heero. He had received the message, but he didn't bother to reply to it, the idiot. G was a bit more forth coming in his email about the situation.
Duo scanned his message quickly, swearing as he read it, "Shit! Shit! Shit!"
"I think that whatever the problem is, you might be able to describe it without being so vulgar," Wufei said, coming up behind him.
Duo shook his head ignoring him and rereading the message, "Heero out of contact. Information that you were looking for: he knows. He thinks that it is an advantage to the cause. The rest of us didn't know and thought that if he was a danger to the others, he should be neutralized if he could be, to be terminated at your discretion. And they missed their bitch too."
Duo felt like punching something out, who the fuck was stupid enough to let someone who was J & H'ing it and a trained killer besides, loose with the kind of power that Quatre had, no wonder the kid's old man threw him out, if he was this crazy. And he was going to have to explain this to Wufei, Mr. Vanilla. And where was Heero?
He looked up to see that Wufei was reading over his shoulder. That made things easier. "And who is the he that your message is referring to? And... bitch... such an amusing nickname. Does it refer to you?"
Duo sighed. Wufei was being his usual tactful self. He deserved an explanation though. He was in danger too. Quatre would love taking him down a notch or dozen. That might break him. They needed all the warm bodies that they could get, jerk or not. Also he was a damn good pilot and willing to take care of Trowa when he asked him to, even though he probably wanted to be off in the woods meditating or something like that.
"Quatre had spent the last few months abusing Trowa," Duo said softly, studying the bigger boy for his reaction. He really didn't get one, since Wufei was hard to read on his best days, when he was being difficult like now, because it was damn near impossible.
"Trowa is a trained Gundam pilot. How could Quatre abuse him?" Wufei asked stiffly after a few minutes of silence.
Duo frowned at his question; Wufei was all warmth and understanding to the core. He didn't ask how Trowa was, mentally, just couldn't believe that Quatre would or could pull that crap. He'd explain it in little words to the jerk.
"Because the little shit has an army of very big guys. Guys that like following his orders because he shares his toys. And Quatre shared Trowa around to that band of pirates. Rashid is a very big guy and if he got the drop on you... think about it Wufei. It was one slip and Trowa was kept on a very short leash until Quatre let him go, when he wanted Trowa to leave. Trowa didn't tell anyone because he was ashamed to afterwards, because he couldn't when Quatre had him in the beginning. I found out the first night that he was here because he had a nightmare. He didn't want to tell you, because he thought that you would treat him like crap, like he asked for it. But you should have been warned, because Quatre would like busting you too much not to do you. So I sent out that message, because I don't know what had happened to any of you. I was worried that he had gone on to fresher game. And no one can find Heero now. And Heero don't pee without telling his controller where he is aiming it."
Wufei nodded, apparently contrite. "I do give that impression, I'm afraid. I was never any good with people. And I am sorry, because... I wouldn't have. Whatever has happened, it wouldn't be his fault. I know that, I just can't tell him that with it sounding tactless."
Duo shrugged, "You have a very big stick up your ass. Or the impression that one is there. And that you are not enjoying it like some of the rest of us would."
Wufei frowned at the simile and Duo's implications. "Don't be crude," he scolded.
Duo shrugged. "I am crude, I haven't been exposed to all your nice manners, I didn't have a nice family. I was a street brat. Trowa's a war orphan like me, which is why he came to me, when Quatre let him go. We didn't have a nice safe family to grow up in, like you and the sicko. Or someone that was willing to look after me that survived, like Heero. I was luckier then Trowa, he was alone most of his life and he spent most of that being used by the people around him."
"Being in a family isn't all that wonderful. I had safety, but I also had obligations. I was married when I was thirteen, for the good of the clan. Neither my wife or I wanted that, but we mostly did our duty." Wufei smiled mischievously, remembering that carefree summer. It was those memories that kept him going most of the time.
Duo was struck by the change in the other boy. He actually seemed human for a second; he had to ask him about that little tidbit. Marriage and Wufei was not an image that you got together, not with some of his rants about women.
"Married? And what do you mean by mostly your duty?" Duo asked.
Wufei sat down backwards on the other chair and folded his arms on the back of it, smiling softly. "We were young. We liked each other, but we also realized that we were too young for children. There was so much that the two of us wanted to do, things that having a child would stop, not for myself... but for Merian. And she deserved her freedom, we always though that we could have children later. But the elders... they were not so understanding. It was our duty to have children. It was expected that we were to be sexually active, trying to get her pregnant even if we were too young."
Duo snorted involuntarily. Wufei frowned and Duo waved a hand at him to continue, "I'll explain that later, I wasn't laughing at you. But mostly... what did you mean by that?"
"Merian was quite clear that she didn't want children that young and they were checking the sheets, therefore we couldn't not have sex. We have been punished for that once when we tried it. But... we were young and, believe it or not, I am flexible about such things, even if I don't talk about it. Merian and I decided to make love in the more nontraditional fashions. Oral pleasures, fingers, we experimented with any kind of sex... she were very determined not to have children until she wanted them. And we enjoyed discovering ways that we could enjoy each other, not get her pregnant and obey the dictates of the elders."
Duo shook his head, he didn't think that puritanical little Wufei would fuck his wife seven ways to Sunday. And that she would let him! He had to meet the one woman that made him believe that there was hope for straight people! For Wufei not to be a jerk!
"What happened?" Duo asked, because if Wufei was that happily married there was no way in Hell that he would be here or go off on some of the rants that he did. Something bad happened to Mrs. Justice Boy.
Wufei was happy remembering, but it was bittersweet memory for him with the look that he had in his eyes. Wufei straightened up and glared at him. "She died and I had wished that I did have a child, that we obeyed our elders. So that some part of her would have survived after her death."
Duo shook his head. Explained the jerk part, he was still pissed at the rest of the Universe that his wife died on him. When this was over, he'd light a candle for her, it couldn't hurt. "I can tell you that it might have mattered, it might not have. If I hadn't been screwing around with my best friend, he might be alive still."
"I... and what was it that I said that amused you?" Wufei asked suspiciously.
"The too young comment," Duo replied soberly. "Trowa... he's been fucked by people since he was about seven or eight. He was told that was the price of the protection that he was receiving from the mercs that he was with. He was also probably a pretty kid, if he looks anything like he does now. Quatre pulled the same line with him. And while he didn't believe it anymore, he couldn't get away from him, so he was beginning to believe it towards the end. I bet it was déjà vuish for him, all those big guys taking what they wanted from him."
"That is what you meant by used," Wufei commented softly. He wasn't he warmest person in the Universe, but he didn't like to hurt people. And Trowa was a strong fighter and has helped him when he was hurting, after his defeat by Khushrenada. He was not someone that was good only for sex!
"And... shit. Since your getting the dirt on Trowa, I might as well tell you about myself." Duo said. "I was a street brat on L2. My best friend, the only family that I had, and me grew up together. He was about twelve... I was eight." Duo smiled. He didn't regret one thing that had happened between the two of them, just that it ended too soon for all the wrong reasons.
"Do you remember being twelve, Wufei?" Duo asked wistfully. "Your body doing all sorts of things, growing hair in places that there hadn't been hair before. Finding out that your dick was good for more then peeing... realizing that it felt good when someone sucked on it, played with it and when you stuck it up someone's ass."
Wufei nodded. He remembered. Merian treated his body like it was her personal sexual playground and he did the same to her. They had experimented extensively and everything had felt wonderful... well most everything. There had been some nights that things didn't go quite the way that they had planned.
"Solo... he discovered all that when I was eight. And... and we tried everything out, saw how it worked," Duo said softy, remembering how good it had felt. "I found out that I liked whatever he did to me... I couldn't get hard like him, but I liked the taste of him, the feel of his hands on my body and his cock up my ass. We screwed each other blind, because it was something that felt good. It made you forget about being cold and hungry. We ... we were fucking when he died of the plague. He had been sick for a while, since most everyone had it. One of the symptoms was that you felt really strong in the end... and he wanted to be in me when he died and I wanted the same thing, sick as it sounds now. We were fooling ourselves, thinking that he was gonna get better. He was cold before I could let him go."
Duo got up and looked out the window, he couldn't look at Wufei. He never had to be Duo, live like he had lived. And while he was discovering that Wufei wasn't that much of a jerk, he still couldn't look at him while he told Wufei everything. Told him how much of a head case he was.
"I went to an orphanage after that. I lived there for a few years. After lights out, most of the kids fooled around. Nothing more then hand jobs or blow jobs, most of the time not even that, you just wanted someone with you in the dark and that was the price, some touches to make the other kid feel good. It was something that kept the ghosts under the bed away. The people that ran the place didn't like it, but short of putting saltpeter in the food, we would fool around. The dorms were single sex, so they didn't have to worry about the girls getting knocked up, and they were also realistic enough that if they tried to enforce a no contact rule, it would have been a joke. That place... the Feds blew it up and I was on my own again.
I drifted for a while... then realized that I had to get out of that colony, I was a non person. No papers, no family, no contacts. If I was lucky I'd end up in a house, dead of disease by twenty. Or on the streets, drugged out of my mind and dead even sooner. Most people in my situation, they ended up dying very young and very messily.
I had seen my first gang rape when I was six. I was hidden from them and if I moved, they would have seen me, and I would have gotten raped too. I watched some woman scream for hours before she died and that left a very big impression on me. There had been four of them, drunk and they knew that if they got caught it wouldn't have mattered, because they were the army. I had dodged a couple more patrols later. Had few close calls and a lot of narrow escapes over the years. Soldiers don't care who they catch in the alleys of L2, so long as it was human and living. Male, female ... young, old; they didn't care, so long as they could stick it in them."
Duo shivered and was surprised that Wufei started rubbing his shoulders, trying to get him to relax. It felt good and he enjoyed the warmth of another body near him, he had been too long alone. In the middle of the night, he woke up sometimes and would kill just to hear someone else breathing in the darkness near him.
"I sneaked aboard a ship to get out of there. I knew that the captain might say no, so I gave him some incentive to keep me with him. I waited until we were out into space and then visited his cabin. I gave him the best blow job that I could, then I talked him into fucking me on a regular basis. I was twelve, skinny and underfed. Howard must have been really hard up to let me do it with him, but he did and I got to stay with him. I got out of that colony and out of the cluster."
Duo was astonished to hear Wufei chuckle. "If you look the way that you do now, he would have been a fool to turn you down. You are beautiful."
"Thanks Wufei," Duo replied, turning around to hug him. "I was also twelve. He's in his fifties... think about it."
"You were willing... what more... " Wufei stopped short. "I'm sorry, I was married at thirteen because of an astrological prediction, the signs were right only then, not for another thirty years would we've been able to get married. That experience has colored my perceptions a little. You consented. What was the problem?"
Duo shrugged, most people didn't understand a lot outside what they thought was 'right', Wufei should know that by now. That's why they were fighting and the colonies were acting like they were an embarrassment to them. "I told him that I wanted him to fuck me and he did. He let me work with the crew and I learned a lot. But the nights were what I lived for. He did things to me that I loved, I was his to use, whatever he wanted me to do sexually, I would do it. After a couple of months, his old lover joined us. He turned into my controller, I fucked the both of them for two years." Duo laughed, "Actually, they fucked me. And I loved it. I loved being filled by their cocks or anything that they shoved up my ass or down my throat, one at a time or the two of them. That is how I got the nickname Bitch. It started out as a joke, I think, but it stuck.
Outside that cabin, I was one of the crew. I trained to pilot my Gundam. To kill people, to do anything that was needed to help the colonies get out from under Federation control. Once I was behind the door to our cabin however, I was a submissive little toy, a bitch in heat that just wanted to be fucked and ordered around. It drove them crazy. It's like I am as crazy as Quatre, being two people, the aggressive Gundam pilot and a submissive sex toy, scary as it was for all of us. But... shit. I was just lucky. I like sex. I like some strange things during sex and I was able to combine sex and getting somewhere in life. I might have ended up like Trowa, being passed around merc squads, not enjoying it at all, until someone finally was nice to him."
"You told me this for a reason," Wufei said. Duo had never been this open before. That was a lot of dirty laundry that he was airing. He should be upset that Duo used his body to get what he wanted, it seemed. But then the supposedly 'gentle' Quatre seemed to be a sadist, hurting his own team members. He had no real opinions anymore, he couldn't judge for everyone. He was only here because his wife had been killed, because of his own stupidity. If Duo was happy with what he had done, then there was nothing wrong really with what had happened in his past. He knew that he should be horrified, but he wasn't. That was a little disturbing to him.
Duo nodded. "I told Trowa that he was under my protection. And he thinks that also means that I will have sex with him. I will, because I want to show him that he can trust me that he can relax and heal, try and get over the nastiness. That I can make it good for him, but since I am going after Quatre, I'm leaving him with you. So he will want to do you too."
"I refuse... " Wufei started stiffly.
Duo shook his head, "Don't be a jerk. You don't understand. We both have peddled our ass to survive. You never did. He wants to feel that he has earned the protection that we are giving him. If he doesn't, I'm afraid that he might bolt, but he isn't in any condition to do that. And quite frankly, I have been attracted to him for a while."
"Is he in any condition for what he wants to do? You are planning on leaving to take out Quatre soon and I assume that he will want to 'earn' his protection from you before then."
Duo nodded, "The damage is mostly superficial. He knew enough not to fight back, so that he's just tender from over use, not torn. And the salve that I spread on and in him will help with that problem. He just needed to catch up on his sleep and trust someone."
"I do not know if I can... " Wufei started.
Duo shook his head, "You're fifteen and unless you're getting some, besides your hand, either Trowa or myself could get you off, no problem. Your body will out talk your mind that we don't have the equipment that you are looking for and you'll enjoy us."
"I also don't want to reject him. If he is as damaged as you think he is, I might do the wrong thing. I like Trowa. I like you. I still don't know if I can do this." Wufei explained.
Duo smiled, "I've had a lot of experience, I'll sort of get things started and see where it goes from there. It helps that your wife corrupted you and you aren't the prude I thought you were."
Wufei sneered at Duo, "I would like to get one thing clear... we corrupted each other! I was the one that suggested that we try every position in the Karma Sutra that she wouldn't get pregnant doing."
Duo laughed, Wufei was human. A miracle had occurred! "I will stop this conversation before any more of my foot is down my throat. I would much rather have your cock there."
Duo shook Trowa awake. He looked so cute curled up like that. But he should eat something and Duo had picked up some soup and ice cream for him. Things that would be easy to digest and he would enjoy them. And he should eat, because he was too skinny.
Trowa blinked and sat up, alert immediately. Duo smiled and stroked his hair back, before gesturing to the tray that he had carried up. "Eat. And I'll tell you what's going on."
Trowa cradled the soup that Duo gave him and started to eat slowly. He still wasn't really hungry, Wufei and now Duo's bullying was the only thing that really made him eat. It was good that someone cared for him and then he realized that Duo wasn't going to start talking until he started eating, so he mechanically spooned soup into his mouth, waiting for Duo to speak.
"I got the mission done," Duo started. "It was a one man job, no need for me to have gone on it with you."
Trowa frowned, thinking about things for a minute. "So Quatre sent me to you for a reason."
Duo nodded, "Either to get you out of the way and/or keep me busy while went after someone else. One of us, instead of a random victim, this time, I think that he wants to up the stakes, that civies aren't cutting it anymore if he's doing them and he wants us, pilots. He wants some big game that is dangerous to fuck with. I think that's why he ignored me and went after you, you're a tough nut to crack." Duo let the tone of his voice intensify, "He didn't break you. You walked away. You didn't beg him to stay. Then you told me what was going on. You're going to make it!"
"I feel that I let you down," Trowa said softly.
Duo shook his head, "You let me know what was happening and I managed to nab Wufei."
Trowa asked faintly, "But not Heero?"
Duo sighed, "Not Heero and no one can find him. I got in touch with my people and they hunted down Heero's caretaker. He doesn't know where he is and he does keep Heero on a tight leash. So we have trouble."
"You think that Quatre has him," Trowa's tone was dull. He might have been able to stop that if he had told someone earlier about what was happening.
"Has him and since the poor boy doesn't do physical contact, so... " Duo let his voice trail off and let Trowa figure out what he was thinking.
Trowa's eyes widened, thinking fast. Duo sounded really upset. "He's a virgin?" He couldn't keep the surprise out of his voice, because Heero was one of the last people that he thought would be one. He thought that somewhere along the line his controller would have figured out that Heero was cute and would have taught him how to use his body to get information. Or his controller would be fucking him because Heero was cute and available.
"I thought so, but if Quatre has him, it's safe to say that the unicorns aren't going to be sniffing after him again." Duo told him sadly. No one needed Quatre to be their 'first', in manner of speaking. Not what with what Trowa told him. Quatre was probably fucking his mind nine ways to Sunday right now, more then his body the sicko.
"Merde.1"
"Covered it in one," Duo said quietly, "So could you tell me where Quatre is, so I can rescue Heero. He's gonna need it. I got some info on the sly once from the kink that holds my leash. Heero's guy didn't want him distracted with these silly things called needs and wants. So Heero may have figured out how Slot A and Tab B works, but not with him. So Quatre playing with him... "
"... will be his first experience with sex," Trowa finished. That explained why he was virgin, as stupid as it sounded. Sex was fun if you did it right and that might be a weakness for someone that wasn't supposed to want or need anything outside his missions. "Go after him. Last place I was with him was one of his hideouts in the desert, but he might have moved. He should have if he was smart."
Duo nodded, "I'll trace him from there, I think I know the one you mean. I'll start a search on my trusty laptop and then leave when I get the info."
He got up to leave and wasn't surprised to have Trowa grab his wrist. "I told you I owed you. I want... "
Duo sat down again, "Wufei's here. And I'm leaving you with him, if you don't mind. You need someone with you, someone that you can trust and can talk to. Wufei's what you got, unless you want to go back to the lady at the circus. I don't want to send him into that viper's nest. Quatre would think that he's died and gone to heaven if he gets both of them. Wufei... Wufei won't bend. I can." Bend over and let him do me. With the right people, I might lose any kind of sense of the mission and my sanity because I want to get fucked blind, because I'll like what they are doing to me. Quatre wouldn't do anything to me that hadn't been done before and I am enough of a masochist that I might be entertaining to him . If I get caught, I might never come out again, but better me then Wufei, he's the better pilot and has a life to go back to. It might get Heero out of there too. He must be so confused and hurting about what's happening to him right now. If I get Quatre interested, Heero goes free. Simple really. G was scared that I might be captured by someone that pushes the right buttons in me and he'd lose me then to them, by accident. He never thought that I would willingly walk into a trap and use myself to get someone else out of trouble.#
"I'll do him too, both of you. I know that this sounds stupid and deranged, but I want it to be good, you would make it good for me, won't you? Catherine will never understand that I've been raped, I want to stay with Wufei, I'll make it good for him if I do." Trowa said desperately, waiting for the rejection. Why should they help him he was a whore that thought that he could fight, but Quatre had showed him how wrong he was to think that he was better then that. He had whored himself to Quatre and his men until they tired of him. If he hadn't done that, Heero would be free. He had been a whore too long not to still think himself as one, no matter what else was happening in his life.
Duo sighed, and then leaned over to kiss him. "Take a shower and then we'll see. But Trowa... he's straight, I think. I warned him that you might want this and he's not loudly objecting to it, so there's hope. And I'm... I've always been the uke. I don't want be the seme, in fact... I don't think that I can, but that's another story. " #The one time that G suggested it with him was a disaster. He never wanted to try again it had been so bad.#
"Does that mean that you'll both do me?" Trowa asked hopefully as he went off to the shower. It had been a couple of days since his last one and it would feel good to be clean. He also liked both Duo and Wufei, he had almost asked Wufei after that disastrous duel that he had had with Khushrenada, but something stopped him, besides the 'I'm not worthy' chant Wufei had been doing. It wasn't like he hadn't had multiple partners before, there was usually an orgy for a couple of hours in the squad if they survived a battle and he was always the one getting it then, with a long line of guys waiting to fuck him, whether he wanted it or not.
Duo laughed and gently swatted Trowa on the butt before he walked out the door, "Something will happen and you'll like it, I hope. You don't, we stop. No questions."
Trowa found Duo lying naked on the bed, half draped over an equally naked Wufei when he walked out of the shower. He paused to stare at them, since they looked so good lying there. Duo's pale, slender beauty contrasted with the bronzed coloring of the heavier built boy. Both of them looked wonderful and it didn't hurt that Duo was running his hands all over Wufei's body in a most suggestive manner. Wufei was slowly responding to Duo's attentions and Trowa watched Wufei's cock grow, appreciating the show that Duo was putting on for him. Wufei's color was a little high, was he embarrassed that Duo made him react that way? That Trowa was responding to watching one gorgeous guy by with another gorgeous guy with his own erection?
"We've been discussing things," Duo said. "I know why you're doing this. I just want to tell you that I like you and I've wanted to jump your bones for a while. So you don't owe us anything. I'm doing this because of that. I don't know why Wufei's doing it."
"I want to help you. I know that I haven't been the easiest person to get along with," Wufei said, arching his back a little when Duo traced a line from his hip bone to his balls and then just detoured around them to play with the other hip bone. He made a very odd noise at that but then continued what he was trying to tell him, "but I like you and I want to help you. I think that my actions will do more for you then any stupid thing that I will say, but... "
"Duo said that you're straight," Trowa interrupted him.
Wufei smiled and gestured at his erection, "Think of this as me finally getting an open mind. Or something, I may act like a prude, but I am more flexible then you think, I just could never show it before this. I hadn't been encouraged by my family to be experimental and we really don't know each other, before this we haven't spent much time together." #Just that night at the circus. I almost gave in then to your interest .I am not that much of an idiot not to know that you were interested in me. One push and I might have given into your attentions. I was so lost and lonely that night I would have welcomed it.#
"This is for you Trowa, for your pleasure," Duo explained, slowly stroking Wufei's chest and stomach, knowing that Trowa was watching what he was doing, the spark of excitement in the taller boy's eyes growing as Wufei shivered under his caresses. Trowa's long elegant cock was waving about, practically screaming, 'Play with me!' which Duo appreciated. "What do you want?"
Trowa frowned, confused a bit by that question, but Duo just smiled at him. "How can we please you? You said that you owed us this session, because you wanted to earn your 'protection'. We want this to be for you to have your needs satisfied."
"I...I don't know," Trowa stammered.
"What did you want, Trowa? What made you hold on to your sanity while you in there?" Wufei asked gently, slipping out from underneath Duo to guide him on to the bed. "What do you like... how can we make you feel good?"
Trowa sighed and relaxed as Wufei and Duo moved around him to cuddle him, Wufei careful not to press in too hard with his cock. He should feel threatened that he was trapped between the two of them, but he couldn't be afraid of either of them. "I want it... to be good. Not to hurt, to make me feel what is happening to me and not just watch it, like it was someone else that it is happening to."
"Good is such a general term," Wufei observed. "Do... do you trust us?" He felt like an idiot to ask that, but seeing the damage that had been done to Trowa's body, he didn't want to have him hurt again. He was appalled at the bruises and burns that he saw. They were proof that while Trowa said he didn't fight them, they hurt him because they enjoyed it.
"Do you want to be kissed?" Wufei asked suddenly. He could start out with kisses. Despite what he said, he was a little nervous about doing this with Trowa. He was afraid of screwing him up even more by doing or saying the wrong thing and the hard on that Duo coaxed out of him was not helping him think straight.
Trowa smiled, Wufei acting so unsure was... charming. An uncertain teenager, shy about sex or feeling good, had replaced the confident, ranting warrior. It was nice to see that Wufei would admit that he had a softer, vulnerable side to his personality. "Kisses would be nice," he said shyly.
Wufei leaned over and kissed him, starting out with just pressing his lips to Trowa's gently, wanting to give him the chance to pull back if he wanted to stop or if he felt trapped. Trowa kissed back, delighted at the gentle approach that Wufei was taking. No one had ever treated him like he was delicate before and he pressed against Wufei's body, rubbing against him. Wufei groaned and waved his hands around, obviously uncertain about where to grab him as Trowa rolled on top of darker pilot.
Trowa laughed softly and reached out to place Wufei's hands firmly on his ass before he twined his arms around Wufei's head and neck, rocking with him, listening to Wufei whimper as their cocks slid over and around each other, rubbing against their hard stomachs and the sweaty friction was divine. Wufei rocked with him, his calloused hands kneading his cheeks, gradually gripping tighter and tighter as he started to lose control.
Trowa felt his own slip with the feather light kisses that Duo seemed to be raining on his back and Wufei's arms. He had a moment of guilt that Duo wasn't enjoying this with them, but it soon faded as his body demanded that he show Wufei how much pleasure he was getting from this as he tensed and cried out, spurting on Wufei's stomach and chest, hearing the same cry from Wufei as his own body responded to Trowa's excitement. They lay their entwined and breathing heavily, Trowa slid off Wufei so he wouldn't crush him. He snuggled into Wufei's shoulder, bending a little so he could do that with the stockier pilot, he wanted to have all of them touching, which he really couldn't do if he laid out straight because of the height difference.
Wufei stoked his hair, still dazed and wondering why he enjoyed that with Trowa, he wasn't gay was he? Or was it just hormonal? Or memories? Merian hadn't been what one would call built, not with all the training that she had done. There hadn't been an ounce of excess flesh on her body. At thirteen, she had been still flat chested. Trowa had felt different from her and a little like her, with his smooth muscles and tight behind, but lacking of the hint of softness that she had had in her hips and chest, promises of the woman that she might have become.
"Duo?" Trowa asked sleepily, "What about you?"
Duo laughed, "I can wait. It was nice watching you two. This is for you Trowa."
"I want you to feel good. Wufei and I sort of ignored you."
Duo lay down on the other side of Wufei and laughed. "I don't mind. I'm used to bein' the odd one out."
"Still doesn't make it just Maxwell," Wufei stated.
Duo smiled and snaked out a hand to gather a bit of the goo that was drying on Trowa's stomach on his finger. Catching their attention, Duo slowly licked their seed off his finger, before leaning over again and having his tongue dart out to taste Wufei's stomach. "I like this... you want to watch me clean him up Trowa? Or do you want a bath?" Duo whispered huskily before he started to clean off Wufei's stomach in firm, smooth licks. Trowa shook his head no, he wanted to watch Wufei, see what gave him pleasure.
Wufei moaned and shuddered, feeling every millimeter of Duo's tongue was he did that. And it got him hard again, just thinking of Duo doing that to him, his long tongue slowly working its way down to his cock. He whimpered when Duo stopped, then shifted between his legs. After smiling at Wufei and slowly leaning forward he said, "I told you wanted you down my throat, Wufei. You want to watch that Trowa? Watch me suck him off, let him come in me?"
Trowa nodded, his mouth dry as Duo swallowed Wufei, inhaling his cock like it was going to be his last meal. Trowa watched Wufei's eyes as Duo did that, the way that he closed them and hitched his hips to get more into Duo's mouth. Trowa shifted so that he could kiss Wufei, swallow every sound that he was making as Duo was sucking on him.
Wufei gasped as Duo swallowed him deeply, playing with his balls, running his finger tips over his hipbones as Trowa was kissing him again, tangling his tongue around his own, mimicking what Duo was doing to his cock. Wufei hugged the other boy tightly, forgetting to be gentle as his world became only his tongue and his cock. It didn't seem to be long before he was screaming into Trowa's mouth as he poured his seed into Duo. Duo drank it down, making little noises of satisfaction at the taste, letting his cock come out of his mouth with a pop when his was done, smiling at the two of them.
Duo smiled and then shifted a little, his erection beginning to bother him. Trowa saw the small flash of discomfort of his face and decided that Duo needed attention right now. He gave Wufei on last kiss before sliding down his body and diving for Duo's cock, which was red, dripping and just shouted to him to be swallowed. As his lips closed around it, Duo sighed sensually, leaning back to enjoy the gift that Trowa was giving him. And he was good, Duo thought muzzily as Trowa's tongue played with the tip of his cock, licking every inch of it, then swallowing him hard, the small hum that he made while he was sucking on him set him off with a drawn out moan and he came in Trowa's mouth, feeling him drink him down like he had just done to Wufei.
Wufei watched it all, Trowa's gracefully pouncing on Duo, sucking on him, the expressions that crossed Duo's face, the bliss that he saw when Duo came in Trowa's throat. He could like the three of them together. He could see the appeal that such an arrangement would have to some people. Duo's wanton playfulness was a nice contrast to the shy elegance that was Trowa.
Trowa smiled at Duo and then helped the semi limp teen back up to the head of the bed, where he made him curl up beside Wufei. Duo blinked sleepily at Trowa and protested faintly, "You still look neglected. That long elegant piece of you is screaming for attention, again."
Trowa shook his had, "Sleep, you've been running nonstop since you got back. And I don't think that you got much sleep before that."
Wufei tugged on Trowa's arm, drawing his head down to his mouth. After tracing Trowa's ear with his tongue, he murmured, "I have had two very good demonstrations of oral sex, can I show you what I learned?"
Trowa leaned over and brushed back his hair, thinking that Wufei looked wonderful hot and sweaty, better then he did in his cold elegance. "If you want to."
Wufei frowned. "I want to, I wouldn't have offered if I didn't want to. Straddle my shoulders, it will be easier for me that way."
Trowa shook his head, but if this was the way that Wufei wanted, he would do that. Duo watched with interest and smiled evilly. This could be fun, if Wufei cooperated with him. Trowa slowly lowered his knees so that they were on either side of Wufei's shoulders and angled his hips so that his cock hung over Wufei's mouth and slowly lowered himself, stopping when he felt himself touch Wufei's lips.
Wufei stuck out his tongue and slowly licked the fluid away that had gathered there. It was salty, but he grew accustom to the taste as he lapped at Trowa's cock, circling the head with his tongue and stabbing it into the slit that was there. Trowa whimpered, very few people had done this to him in his life and it felt wonderful. He tilted forward more, so that he went deeper into Wufei's mouth, his ass lifting further into the air. He closed his eyes and just felt Wufei lick at him, slowly taking him deeper, giving him very wet blowjob. He was moaning steadily when he felt Duo behind him, spreading his cheeks with his hands.
He was confused for a second, Duo claimed to be a uke, what was he doing? Then he screamed as he felt Duo's tongue tickle his balls before lapping up sensitiveskin that was above them and stopping to flick the opening that he found. Trowa gripped the headboard so hard he thought that he was going to leave impressions of his fingers in the wood at that move. This was... incredible! Wufei was starting to suck hard on his cock, teasing him with his tongue, even if he didn't take him that deep. Duo was licking his opening, circling it with the tip of his tongue before curling it up and driving it into him, fucking him with his tongue, touching him where he had felt the worst. Trowa couldn't believe that he was doing that, kissing him there! The thought alone made him come, shouting as he shuddered helplessly, feeling guilty that he hadn't managed to warn Wufei.
Wufei was gingerly sucking on Trowa's cock when he felt Duo move behind the other pilot, wondering what the hell he was doing. But all he knew was that Duo had done somethingthat was making Trowa shudder with delight, hardening his cock, making the thick vein underneath it pulse, spilling liquid into his mouth. Wufei figured out that he was going to be coming soon, since Trowa had the headboard in a death grip and was making the oddest noises, helplessly whimpering and he didn't think that he knew he was making those sexy sounds. He was prepared for Trowa to shoot off into his mouth, glad that he had chosen this position, it was easy to swallow the load that Trowa emptied into him before he sagged to the side and curled up against him again.
Trowa blinked and wondered how he had managed to move from kneeling over Wufei, fucking his face to curled up beside him again, his mind awash with pleasure, head on Wufei's shoulder. Duo settled on the other side of him, pulling up the covers over all of them, throwing an arm over his side, trying to tickle Wufei who was still licking his lips.
"You taste good, Trowa," Wufei said.
Duo murmured something that sounded like, "damn good!"
Trowa yawned. Suddenly he was tired. Even after all the sleep that he had and the fact that he usually didn't feel sleepy after sex. Or was it because he had enjoyed himself, which had happened only rarely before? He didn't care, since Wufei was cuddling him to his chest as Duo moved to curl up next to him, nuzzling the back of his neck.
"Thank you," he muttered, wondering what he was thanking the other two for. The incredible but tender sex? The fact that they didn't blame him for what he got caught up in? The fact that it seemed like for the first time in his life someone cared about him as a person, not a replaceable mouth or ass. Not someone that was at the last minute given his Gundam. But they took care of him, Trowa... Nashi... the person that was inside his skin.
Duo slipped out of bed, after he had dozed a little. That had been... nice... was the only word that he could think of. Wufei and Trowa were great, but neither one of them moved him the way that Howard and G had over the years. He didn't lose himself in the sex, must be because he wasn't really the uke, more like the third wheel for this partnering. Or could it be that his problem was only evident with Howard and G? That he had nothing to worry about, that the games that they had played wouldn't work on him with other people, so he would remain mostly in control? He had sort of thought that might be true with some of the places that he had been with his lovers but he wasn't sure about that until now. Thankfully he didn't blow it by showing how much he could lose it during sex or Wufei wouldn't let him out of his sight, since he was getting very protective of him for some reason. Must be hormonal post screwing alpha male thing. He'd let him work that instinct out on Trowa since he needed it more. Trowa curled up on his spot and muttered something, while Wufei opened his eyes and glared at Duo for leaving them. Yup, he expected Duo to roll on his belly with that look.
Duo smiled, "Shower and then I got to go. He's in Italy, a nice isolated Winner mansion. Should be a piece of the proverbial cake. I couldn't find any records that OZ had Heero and I looked really, really hard."
Wufei frowned, "Are you sure?"
"I'm sure that OZ doesn't have him. And I'm sure that someone has to go after Heero," Duo said impatiently, "I don't want Quatre to get you, open minded or not... I don't think that you are up to the games that he will play with you, if he doesn't just turn you over to his army. I can't just abandon Heero, he's one of us."
"If you get caught?" Wufei asked quietly, half knowing the answer. He knew also that he wouldn't like it. He didn't like that it seemed that Duo was walking into a situation that he knew that he might not get out of again.
"If I get caught," Duo repeated the words, "if I get caught it might be the worse thing that happened to me. Or scarier... it might be the best. I... I'm a bit screwed up and that screw up in me might be what Quatre is looking for, what he is interested in playing with. I have... difficulties... I guess with certain things. Sexual things. I told you that."
Wufei frowned, remembering what Duo had told him earlier. That might be a danger. But he had seemed fine now, may be he wasn't as weak as he thought, that what he enjoyed with his controllers was limited only to them? But should they throw away another pilot to retrieve on that might be useless after this incident? "I don't want to say this, but don't go. Heero may be dead."
"He may be alive also," Duo retorted and then lowered his voice so that he wouldn't wake up Trowa. "After I clear out, leave here. I don't want to know where you are going. I'm leaving anything that might be used to trace you behind. I'd suggest that you don't talk to any of your controllers and use cash for the next month or so. And if I contact you, don't listen to me. Unless you hear that Quatre is dead, don't get in contact with anyone. Then get in touch with G or Howard, they will be able to help you and you should be able to trust them."
"You're worried," Wufei said.
"I'm scared out of my freaking mind," Duo exclaimed. Duh, he was walking in on someone that was bug fuck, who apparently played the sex games that he liked and he would play back with the psycho, unlike that other two. He was more then scared, he was almost insane to be doing this.
Trowa woke up at that argument and blinked at Duo, "Take care."
Duo leaned over to give him a kiss, "I will. I'll try and comeback, but if I don't, it isn't something that you did."
"I understand... he's evil is the only word that I can use," Trowa said, snuggling into Wufei's arms. He didn't want to see Duo go, but he knew that the other boy felt that he had to rescue Heero. He wouldn't leave him behind, even if it was in his best interests to do so, as shown with the Alliance hospital incident.
Duo nodded, "I understand. Both of you take care of yourselves, I'll see you after this is over and bring back our wandering pilot, so that we can blow up a lot of shit together and live happily ever after."
He walked out the door, hoping that he managed to find Heero. He had to. The sight of Trowa snuggling in Wufei's arms made him hope that it wasn't going to be bad, that Heero was fine and that he was just out of touch for another reason. One that harmless, like he got did captured by OZ and it hadn't hit the networks yet, that he wouldn't find him with Quatre. Or if Quatre had him that he would be able to bend, to wait, to be all right until after it was all over. A boy that set his own leg, went on missions with zero sleep for days, and jumped out of the fiftieth floor of a building should survive a gang bang or two? If there was any justice in the Universe, he would.
1 Shit. French. One of Patrick Stewart's best lines in Star Trek:Next Generation.
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