29-May-2001
Title: Motocross
Author: Enigma
Written: May, 2001
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: (3x5)
Category: Yaoi Lemon WDNNSP!
Enigma Story Category: Pilots' Pleasure
Archive: GW Addiction, Sweet&Sweet
Warnings: yaoi, lemon, language, sap, WDNNSP!
Disclaimers: I don't own the Gundam Wing Universe or a motorcycle. I'm not making any money off this story, so please don't sue me.
Notes: An impromptu motorcycle race leads Wufei to make a bet with Trowa that leaves them in a sexual role reversal that brings memories to mind and ultimate pleasure as well.
Another successful search and destroy mission under their belts, Chang Wufei and his lover Trowa Barton headed away from an OZ munitions base on a pair of stolen motorcycles en route to their safehouse roughly 50 miles away.
As they sailed across the rolling landscape on the two bikes, it became clear that as competitive as they intrinsically were, they had begun casually racing one another.
"Yo, Barton! You'll never catch up at that rate!" Wufei teased his lover who seemed to refuse to pull ahead of the smaller teen no matter how often the Chinese boy tried to get him to do so.
"Maybe I don't want to," Trowa grinned back. "The view from back here is pretty nice as it is!"
"The view?" Wufei asked, puzzled by the seemingly cryptic words. "What view?"
Trowa snickered as he pulled alongside so he could mock-whisper, "Your ass, my love!" then he revved the engine on his motorcycle and pulled into the lead for the first time since leaving the base.
"Ah, so *that's* what it takes to get you interested in a *real* race, koi?" Wufei remarked with an evil little smirk. Pushing his Kawasaki Ninja forward, he shouted, "Yo! Trowa! I'll race you back to the safehouse!"
"Oh?" Trowa asked, suddenly interested. "What's the prize?"
"How about that 'view' were admiring earlier, koi?" Wufei teased.
"Nani?" Trowa asked, a bit distracted as he narrowly avoided a rut in the grass as they sped along.
"My *ass*!" Wufei snickered. "Beat me home and you get my ass! But if I beat you, I get yours!" With no other explanation, he opened the throttle up all the way and pulled past his astonished lover.
Stunned, Trowa leaned back on the seat of the Harley-Davidson Softail he was driving and remarked to himself, "Well, if *that's* what's at stake, allow me to work a little harder at winning!" And he, too, took off like a bat out of hell.
The competitive young men raced long and hard, enjoying themselves immensely.
However, much to the chagrin of the pilot of the Gundam ShenLong, the American made Harley-Davidson out performed the Kawasaki easily and he was alone to growl and curse himself for the last fifteen miles as his lover left him behind all too easily.
As he pulled up outside the small cabin the pair was sharing, Wufei spotted Trowa deliberately rubbing in the fact that he'd won by lounging bare footed on the front porch sipping a drink as if he'd been there all afternoon.
"What took you so long, lover?" The lanky teen teased.
"Damned rice burner!" Wufei snarled as he parked the bike with far less care than he might have used otherwise. He hopped off of it and stalked towards the emerald-eyed teen with an angry expression.
"Hey, hey, now! Don't get mad at me!" Trowa warned, backing away carefully. "Racing wasn't *my* idea, Wufei! If you don't want to honor the bet, that's okay with me!"
"Oh, I'll *honor* the damned bet, all right!" Wufei snarled as he prowled closer. Each menacing step brought him closer and soon Trowa was considering jumping off the porch and running for safety, but it was too late as the smaller teen pounced him and knocked him back against the wall. "Give me ten minutes and then get your ass inside, Barton."
"Um, do I have to?" Trowa asked nervously, marginally afraid of his lover's strange mood, his dragon was many things but a gracious loser was not one of them at times like this.
"Hell yes!" Wufei growled and then licked his nose playfully. "Ten minutes, got it?"
A broad smile crossed the emerald-eyed teen's face at the sudden change of manner. "Ten minutes, roger that!"
Wufei snickered as he licked him one last time and backed away towards the front door. "Don't make me wait, understand? I don't feel very patient after all that racing, angel-boy!" He grinned as he slid one hand sensuously down the back of his white silk pants in a teasing promise before the door slid shut behind him with a bang.
"Oh, I won't, Fei!" Trowa grinned, tossing back the last of his drink.
"If you're in a mood like this I am *not* about to miss it!" He chuckled to himself as he glanced at his watch. That lover of his didn't play uke to him often but when he did it tended to result in some pretty spectacular sex and that was something Trowa rarely said "no" to.
Exactly ten minutes later, Trowa entered the one room cabin and froze in place as he took in the sight before him.
Gloriously nude and stretched out on the cabin's only bed, Wufei lay smiling at him with the infamous look of the cat who had swallowed the canary. For a second time, Trowa questioned the wisdom of pursuing this path but as he took in the way his lover was gazing at him hungrily, he knew he had no choice in the matter any longer.
The race had left Wufei coated in a thin film of sweat that now sparkled enticingly across the expanse of bronze flesh that was on display. One strong hand idly pumped an already impressive erection and the other toyed with the flowing jet black hair that spread out on the pillows he lay upon.
"Well?" Wufei asked with a smirk. "Are you coming over here to join me or am I supposed to just do this all by myself?"
Trowa snorted softly and walked closer, tugging off the trademark forest green turtleneck he had been wearing and tossing it aside. As he approached the bed, he unzipped his now overly tight blue jeans and they along with his boxers followed the shirt into the shadows to be forgotten for the rest of the evening.
"I'm on my way, koi," Trowa stated nervously. His lover offered himself as bottom so infrequently that the lanky teen had learned to anticipate such activities with both desire and a touch of fear. All too often, the Chinese teen took the term "aggressive uke" a little too seriously.
Wufei watched his lover stripping for him with a look of appreciation and dark humor. He had never intended to make Trowa this uncomfortable with an act that should be ultimately pleasurable, but that touch of danger simply added to the fun.
"I won't bite, you know," Wufei offered sweetly as Trowa, now also quite bare, carefully sat down on the edge of the bed.
"That's what you said last time and it took almost a week for the bruises to fade after you 'nibbled' on me." Trowa remarked pointedly.
A soft chuckle came in return and Wufei nodded, "This is true, but honestly, love, you asked me to enjoy myself and I did!" His tone softened as he sat up and wrapped both arms around Trowa and drew him back to lay across his body on the bed. "I'll be more gentle this time, I promise. Besides, you won the race and that means it's your choice."
A firm hug played odd counterpoint to Wufei's next blatantly suggestive question, "How would you like me?"
Trowa paused and considered this carefully while his head rest on the strong chest beneath him then answered, "I'd like to find out what you can be like if you're more submissive for a change."
"'Submissive', koi?" Wufei's eyes narrowed, "What, precisely, do you mean? I am *not* interested in playing bondage games today."
"No, oh no," Trowa shook his head emphatically, emerald eyes widening in surprise. "No cuffs and whips today for me, either! I meant I'd really like it if you would simply trust me to play the role of seme fully, that's all."
Trowa rolled over onto Wufei more fully, pinning him to the mattress as he stroked the smaller boy's hair with one long-fingered hand. He was pleased that some of the resistance had left Wufei's face and he added, "I'd like it if you just lay back and enjoy, Fei. Let me bring you pleasure the way you do for me so very often."
"Hmm," Wufei frowned and then smiled helplessly as the gentle touch to his scalp worked its magic and helped relax him. "Well, that sounds unfair, leaving you all the work when *I* was the one who lost the race, but if that is truly what you desire…?"
Sensing triumph was at hand, Trowa moved to place his mouth over his lover's, kissing him deeply. "Yes, Fei, that is *exactly* what I truly desire! Now, may I? May I make love to you, my dragon?"
Wufei was nearly purring by this point and nodded as he reached one hand out to cradle the back of Trowa's head, massaging with his fingertips gently. "Of course, angel. I'll do my best to be 'submissive' as you have asked. Oh, and since I guess I'm not handling this part…" his free hand reached under the pillow and extracted the tube of lubricant he had hidden there, "I guess you'll be needing this, ne?"
"I'd dare say so, yes," Emerald eyes sparkled playfully. "You're always so damned tight, koi. Without lube I'd never dream of taking you, Fei. This is about pleasure, not pain."
"Ah, if that is as you wish it to be we can do it that way." Wufei sighed happily as he felt Trowa shift on the bed before beginning to rub one hand open-palmed over Wufei's chest alternating between the two brown sugar-colored nipples.
Coffee-dark eyes slid shut and Wufei moaned sensuously as Trowa's lips parted and his tongue sought entrance into Wufei's mouth. As their tongues dueled lazily, Trowa's hand remained busy at first with only the chest but soon trailing down in a tracery of patterns until he was ghosting lightly across Wufei's tight stomach.
"Oh!" Wufei gasped cutely as those playful fingers skipped past his erection entirely to sink themselves into the thatch of black curls at the juncture of his caramel-toned legs. Tangling in the soft hair and yet failing to bring friction where it was most needed, Trowa drove his smaller lover to accuse, "Tease!"
"Am I?" Trowa asked in mock-innocence as he moved quickly to wrap his hand over the aching column of flesh that trembled nearby.
"Ahhhh!" Wufei moaned happily as he felt Trowa's thumb slide through the glistening drop of precum he had discovered all too easily and then smoothed it into the soft skin on the head of his penis. As Trowa continued this gentle play, he moved to allow himself to kneel between Wufei's now open thighs.
Stopping to admire his lover's athletic body displayed so attractively before him, Trowa once again felt grateful that they had finally overcome the initial shyness that had kept them from confessing their love for months after they first met. A winsome smile crossed his lips as he recalled the first night they had come together, each surrendering his virginity to the other as the pain of war was swept from their minds for one night at least.
Feeling the hand on him still and noting the change in his beloved's features, Wufei asked gently, "Thinking about that night in the bayou, angel?"
"No," Trowa shook his head gently, a slightly sad smile on his face, "Maryland."
"Ah, I see," Wufei's memories echoed the trace of sorrow yet it was rapidly replaced with a warm smile as he sat up to take his lover into his arms for a warm embrace and a tender kiss.
The two Gundam pilots' shared history was filled with near misses as well as joy and they had mentioned key events from their lives that represented both. Wufei had immediately assumed Trowa was thinking of the first time he had taken the dominant position in their love making while Trowa had gone even farther back to their first union. [1]
"I love you from 'A' to 'Z', you know," Wufei finally said with a smirk as he tried to lighten the mood in the cabin once more. [2]
"I know, love, from Annapolis to Zydeco," Trowa smiled in return. "'A' to 'Z', dragon, and all the letters in between."
Wufei chuckled at this and allowed one hand to trail down to fondle his lover's arousal gently, "It might be fun to actually try to hit all those letters, now wouldn't it?"
"Yes, it would," Trowa nodded and then lay his love back against the pillows meaningfully, "For now, though, let's go back to 'M', all right?"
Even as the first lube-slicked finger slowly penetrated him and he gasped at the sudden sensation of slight pain, Wufei asked in confusion, "N-n-nani? 'M' for what, angel?"
"Motocross," Trowa smiled and moved his questing finger carefully knowing it would take time to prepare his lover for this unusual union. He distracted the Chinese teen by explaining further, "Motocross is cross-country motorcycle racing. That's as close as I can come to naming what we were doing earlier, koi."
"Ah," Wufei gasped, fighting to conceal his discomfort and then giving in. Teeth clenched, he growled softly, "Hurry up, babe. I can handle this, just move faster."
"No," Trowa refused, easing his finger partway out and then back in slowly, "Pleasure only, dragon. Be patient, love."
Eyes sliding shut in resignation, Wufei nodded and complained, "I won't break, but if you insist…"
"I insist," Trowa answered with a smile and a second finger found its way past the tight ring of muscle that clenched rhythmically around him and reinforcing the need to take his time.
Soon, though, Wufei was pushing back against the intruders and Trowa judged his lover to have gotten past the initial phase well enough that he could move more quickly. Time seemed to then gain wings as a third finger entered and allowed the depth of their penetration to increase to the point of striking the soft cluster of nerves that hid within and granted sheer bliss to race through the Chinese teen's body.
"Gods!! Oh, Angel!" Tossing his head from side to side, Wufei was lost in the pleasure that Trowa was so determined to give him. "Take me, Trowa! Oh gods, please, I need to feel you inside me, please!"
Dropping a brief kiss to the panting lips that had begged so sweetly, Trowa moved to coat himself then slid his fingers free. Wufei whimpered slightly at the loss but watched with eager eyes as Trowa moved closer and nudged the swollen tip of his erection against the slick entrance and began to slide forward.
The pace was slow and leisurely leaving Wufei to experience the pain/pleasure of their union fully. He groaned appreciatively as Trowa sank in as far as he could manage on the first thrust and then paused.
Trowa leaned forward to slide a hand through the sweat-soaked black silk hair as he asked, "You okay, dragon?"
"Mmhmm," Wufei moaned in agreement, not willing to trust his voice as he allowed the gentle green-eyed teen to continue to control the rate of their coupling.
"All right, love," Trowa answered with a tiny thrust and smiled at the look of surprise this garnered. "Want more now, koi?" He asked teasingly.
"You bet," Wufei gasped as he felt Trowa's hands holding his hips in place and preventing him from moving much. Finally annoyed with waiting, though, he groaned and said simply, "Move damnit! C'mon, babe, give me more!"
Shaking his head as he chuckled softly to himself, Trowa began a series of more demanding thrusts and remarked between ragged breaths, "Should've known you wouldn't let me go at my own speed here, oh well."
Both boys were suddenly rendered speechless, though, as Trowa's efforts paid off handsomely and Wufei's head was thrown back with a growl of delight when his prostate was once more compressed and bright flashes of light traced across his eyelids. Freeing one hand from its place on a bronze hip, Trowa began pumping his lover's weeping cock in time with his now nearly punishing thrusts.
"Come for me, dragon!" Trowa urged, trying and succeeding at driving Wufei over the edge. "Show me your passion!"
"Nnnh! Trowa!! Gods, ANGEL!!" Wufei cried helplessly as his seed surged forth to coat Trowa's hand as well as both their stomachs in a rush.
"Mmm, Fei," Trowa moaned softly as he felt his own release coming and he thrust hard one last time before climaxing in pulse after heated exquisite pulse into his lover's trembling mid-orgasmic body.
The young couple seemed to be suspended in time as each teen gave himself fully to one another, uniting their souls in the purity that escaped them in most of the rest of their dangerous lives. As their moment in paradise faded, though, they both fell back into themselves and they opened their eyes to stare lovingly at each other.
Body exhausted and heart singing with joy, Trowa allowed himself to sink down and lay atop his beloved. One shaking bronze hand rose up to brush back the shock of brunette hair that threatened to cover Trowa's eyes before Wufei pressed his lips to his love's.
Both breathless, the kiss lasted only for a moment, and as they separated, they rushed to assure one another of their love.
"Wo ai ni, koi," Wufei professed his love in Japanese. "Zutto."
"Te quiero, dragon," Trowa answered with the same sentiments in Spanish. "Siempre."
Promises of an eternity of love seemed like the best prize either boy could have hoped to have won after a day that included the destruction of an enemy stronghold followed by a race to freedom and bliss found in each others' arms.
As they fell into a pleasant sleep, though, Trowa moved slightly to draw a blanket over them both and he kissed Wufei gently, a sardonic smile on his face.
Sleepy onyx eyes blinked up as Wufei asked, "Something wrong, angel? That was wonderful, why're you…"
"Shh," Trowa urged, placing one long finger gently against his lips. "Nothing's wrong, dragon-love, nothing at all. Sleep now, koi, all right?"
"M'kay," Wufei agreed and dozed off mumbling additional words of devotion.
Trowa watched as his lover's chest rose and fell during the first few minutes of sleep and he quietly commented to the air, "Next time we blow up OZ I hope we steal a Jeep!" He chuckled as he let his head settle down onto his love's chest comfortably. "Riding the Harley was cool, but racing? Motocross my ass! We share the Hog next time!" [3]
After chuckling a bit more at how silly his thoughts sometimes got after sex, Trowa drifted into a pleasant dream and silence filled the air once more.
~OWARI~
Author's Notes:
1. These are references to a pair of "first time" fics that I'm considering writing. Would anyone want to read these?
2. The "from 'A' to 'Z'" reference is a deep bow of recognition to Kimmie who even now approaches having a fic to match every letter of the alphabet! Hmm, wonder how many letters *I'm* missing to do the same?
3. Um, you *do* know that "Hog" is a nickname for Harley-Davidson motorcycles, right? It's even the acronym for the Harley Owners Group and they're damned proud of it, so spare me any flames, there's no disrespect being dealt out here, only honor to a proud American tradition!
4. This fic is dedicated to Kimmie for providing me with a yummy bribe fic, "The Get it On Light" to hurry up and write more angst (gomen, Kimmie, this lemon just *had* to force its way into the schedule but I'll get back to the "Gifts Arc" really soon, k?). This is also dedicated to Azzie, the DragonMage because she is unfailingly supportive of all the writers on the Tro-Fei lists. Arigatou, ladies!!!
5. Muse Credit Union: The Greek Muse of lyric poetry and mime, Erato, has been given the title of Lemon Muse as well and since she's cooperating right now, here's another serving of citrus for everyone to enjoy.
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