01-March-2001
Title: Wet DreamNotes: Wufei was sleeping when his lover decided to take a shower which lead them to discover the unique pleasures of wet sex. Wonder why Heero and Quatre decided to stay and watch?
//someone's thoughts//
Trying to recover from a long day, Wufei had taken a few minutes to simply relax on the bed he shared with his lover and accidentally fell asleep. He lay blissfully dreaming of an alternate reality where he was not lover but sex slave to the elegant HeavyArms pilot. And while this image held an unusually seductive grace, nothing compared to the form of his lover in the flesh. Preferably in the bare flesh pressed intimately against him, but this was a place to start.
At very nearly the same moment, Trowa wandered to the bedroom and decided to take a cold shower, since he, too, had thoughts of afternoon romance. Noticing his lover was half-asleep and sweating in only a light-weight pair of shorts, Trowa became worried. He sat down next to Wufei and asked, "Fei? Are you okay?"
Looking confused and a bit wild-eyed, Wufei answered softly, "hai...?"
Still concerned, Trowa waited for a moment, then nodded and leaned down to kiss his koi gently. "Okay, I'm glad."
Standing once more, he considered telling Wufei he was off to take a *cold* shower, then thought "to hell with it" and peeled off his turtleneck. Whether Trowa had intended on a slow strip tease or not was now irrelevant. He was doing one and it was very beautiful to watch.
The slender teen tossed the unneeded shirt onto the bed and ran his fingers through his hair briefly before setting to work on removing his jeans. Long pale fingers lowered the zipper of his jeans, undid the snap, and slid the garment off slowly. Trowa was forced to bend over to completely remove them, presenting a delicious figure to the boy reclining on the bed. Once they were gone, he slipped out of his boxers effortlessly and kicked them across the room.
Wufei moved as if in a spell to ease the tightness between his legs. He pondered standing to join his lover or simply pulling the boy to the bed where he could ravish the exotic youth, yet he was held motionless for fear of disturbing the vision before him.
Trowa turned to blink slowly at his koi, realizing that the other boy was completely entranced and blushed faintly. "I... um... was going to take a... uh... shower. Um... care to join me?" He tried to look calm and collected but his eyes were hopeful.
Mesmerized, the Chinese boy nodded then rose slowly moving with seductive grace. As he held the other's gaze, his bronze fingers trailed down to his waistband and he began lowering the shorts very, very slowly. He was still felt a bit uncertain, yet his obvious erection spoke of no hesitation whatsoever.
Finally bare, he moaned softly, "If you want me to...?"
Trowa simply smiled in his innocent yet suggestive way and nodded, reaching out for his lover. "If I didn't want you to, I wouldn't have asked, love."
Wufei smiled as his gentle lover's efforts came together in his mind. For all their romantic interludes, not one had occurred under the cascading water of the shower, but this felt like a wet dream come true, and he was all in favor of it.
"Yes, angel, of course. I fear I was still dreaming from that unexpected nap I took. Shall we?" He asked holding a hand out and offering to lead the way.
Trowa smiled again and took his lover's hand, symbolically handing over his heart as he had on so many occasions for the other to do with it--*and* him--as he saw fit. An involuntary shiver raced up his spine and he offered another shy smile.
"Thank you," he demurred, "for indulging me so."
"'Indulging you', my beloved, is what makes life worth living for!" Wufei commented with a sense of truth that few statements brought. He kissed the hand which was tightly held in his own as he went to turn the water to "hot" and wondered if he had remembered to put body wash on the grocery list.
That was the problem with some safehouses. Nothing good to use for lube and no decent body wash.
The taller youth let go of his lover's hand for one brief moment to dig under the sink, braving a battle with Duo's miscellaneous hair care products in search of the elusive body wash. Finding what he was searching for--and wondering just who bought kiwi-scented body wash in the first place--Trowa returned to his koibito's side and set the bottle nearby for easy access. With a sense of peace and tranquil trust, he laid his head on Wufei's shoulder and heaved a soft sigh.
Feeling pleased that the gentle boy beside him trusted him so completely, Wufei took Trowa into his arms and turned him so he could taste the other's sweet lips.
As he pressed tenderly against their warmth he thought, //Kiwis may appeal to that blond Arab, but for me, there is no sweeter fruit than this!//
Finishing his mental soliloquy, he pressed more firmly and his tongue lightly begged for entrance as the steam built up in the air around them.
Moaning softly, Trowa parted his lips slightly in invitation, clinging to his lover as he relinquished control to him. He knew that if he would wish to stop--although god knows he *didn't* want to stop!--all he had to do was say the word and his wish would be granted. For now though, he leaned into the kiss, begging for and demanding more.
Tongue searching into sweet hidden depths, Wufei moaned low in the back of his throat. Trowa tasted delicious to him as he always did, but being together in such an unquestionably sexual situation made the slender teen taste even better.
Sliding further into their desire, neither immediately noticed someone yelling, "Hey! Turn off the water or get in the shower already! Some of us are trying to do laundry!!"
Wufei pulled back with a blush and shouted, "Yeah, Heero! We'll be done soon!"
Snickering softly, Trowa backed into the shower stall, pulling Wufei along with him and pulling the curtain closed. Once that was accomplished, he lifted his face to the spray for a moment, reveling in the feel of the water on his skin before turning his heated emerald gaze back to his lover. Wufei, wet, naked, and very aroused, was sexy as hell.
And Trowa *so* wanted the Chinese boy right now. How they would manage sex in the shower was something he hadn't considered, but he *wanted* to be taken so badly that he was ready to say to hell with getting clean!!
Apparently, someone else was having trouble focusing as well. Wufei's thoughts were but sentence fragments now.
//Hot. Very hot. The air is hot. The water is hot. The afternoon is hot. But, gods! Trowa is *so* hot!!!//
The beloved brunette that stood before Wufei, water gliding down his bare back seductively, was seemingly innocent yet seemed to beg to be given love in its purest and most basic form. Over-riding his instinctive desire to press the emerald-eyed beauty against the cool tile wall and bury himself deeply, Wufei asked instead, "Want me to wash your hair, koi?"
"Hai," Trowa purred, his voice filled with purest trust and purest love. He picked up the shampoo and handed the bottle to his lover, then turned so his back was to Wufei once more.
Facing away from him, Trowa left a smooth expanse of muscled back way too available. Nipping playfully at the exposed skin, he growled sweetly, "You are going to end up facing that wall a bit too closely if you turn away again, koi!"
Then he brought up two hands filled with lather and began a gentle massage on the other boy's scalp. Relaxing, invigorating, enticing, all this and more. Who knew a simple shampooing could be so damned sexy? Then again, when these two were involved, wasn't everything?
A soft moan escaped the taller of the pair as he felt himself melting under his lover's touch. Wufei had *very* talented hands, and Trowa pressed his left hand to the wall as he fought to hold himself upright. The slim fingers in his hair were soothing and arousing all at once, and he made a soft sound of contentment.
"Mmmm... you're good at this, koishii..." he commented, his voice a rumbling purr.
Hands gliding through silken hair and smooth sounds of pleasure left Wufei hungry for more and soon. One hand abandoned its task and trailed around the slippery expanse of skin beneath the outstretched arm and around to gently toy with a single nipple.
Realizing he had not completed his task, Wufei snarled at himself and went back to trying to finish the shampooing as quickly as possible, leaving more than just himself displeased.
Trowa groaned softly in frustration, ducking his head under the spray to rinse the shampoo out of his hair quickly. As he moved under the spray, a devious idea flitted through his mind, and he bent forward to rinse his hair, pressing his body against his lover.
Groaning at the sensation of having a moist object thrust so firmly against his already aching desire, Wufei moved without thinking to grasp the waist of the boy who was bent over in front of him.
"Koi," he groaned in a nearly pained voice, "Are you done yet?" The smaller boy gasped as the other wiggled against him suggestively, "Um, with the shower, I mean?"
"Mmhmm," the brunette half-purred, pressing backward and wiggling a bit more. Bracing both hands against the wall, Trowa glanced backward over his shoulder and flashed a small smile that was clearly inviting. His desire was clear in his eyes, and he was *so* ready for his lover to do as he would he just wanted him to hurry up about it!
There was no way to misunderstand this particular request. Trowa wanted it hard and fast and NOW!!!
With an unsuppressed grin, Wufei leaned against him deliberately allowing the pressure of his proof of his own desire against Trowa's tight entrance to be felt as he purred into one wet ear, "Mission request received and understood." With a slight flex of his hips, he began sinking into the unstretched opening and he added throatily, "Ninmu ryoukai!"
A small scream broke from the taller pilot, and he pressed backward, desperate for more. "God, Wufei, PLEASE!" he half-cried. He wanted more, harder, faster, NOW! And if the others heard, so what?!
Freezing momentarily at the shout, Wufei was uncertain if Trowa wanted him to stop or proceed. The usually quiet boy was loud when they were intimate, however, and the sound of feet pounding up the stairs towards them spurred Wufei to continue his efforts.
Wrapping both hands around the slender waist, he once more braced himself and then continued to press in slowly, steadily, letting the sensation of overwhelming pressure surrounding his flesh consume his mind.
Trowa whimpered and moaned, pressing back against his lover to spur the boy along. This slow entering was always pure torture, but oh, the furious pace they kept once they were joined once more...! Another moan of pleasure bubbled from the teen, and he screamed again when his lover hit that special spot deep within him that never failed to drive him insane.
"Oh God! WUFEI!!! Mmmmm....!"
Feeling himself fully sheathed in the unusually tight confines of his lover's glistening water-covered ass, Wufei felt himself come way too close to losing what little control he could lay claim to.
As he held back to draw a deep breath, he heard a voice outside their room shouting, "Wufei?! What the hell do you think you are doing to Trowa in there?!?"
"Kuso, Yuy!" He growled, barely able to form the words. His mind helpfully offered the words, "I'm busy screwing him silly, leave me alone!"
But he answered instead by speaking to his wondrous lover with a groan as he pulled out and thrust back in harder and faster. "We..."--he groaned--"...need..."--then thrust deeply--"...to hurry!"
"Aaaaaah... y-yeah... mmmm... d-def--oh god FEI!!" Trowa replied, his own words cut off with another pleasured cry.
Gritting his teeth against the distraction of the sound of the door being broken off its hinges, Wufei wrapped a single strong hand around Trowa's trembling shaft as he began coaxing his lover over the edge they had come to so suddenly. Apparently, these two had a touch of the exhibitionist in them.
"Tr-tr--" Wufei suddenly exploded inside his lover and it went from a soft gasp to a loud shout, "TROWA!!!!"
"Damn you, Chang! FREEZE!!!" Heero shouted, shoving a gun in the suddenly opened shower curtain as the lovers both fell over the edge of rapture. Pulse after heated delicious pulse sprang from body-to-body and eyes were clamped shut in joy as they climaxed as one. Trowa came with a shout as well, adding to the moist heat under the still pouring shower water.
The two stunning teens caught up in the transcendent moment made for one hell of a sight for the dark haired Wing pilot as well as the blond Arabian who had followed, concerned for Trowa's well being as well as his precious bottle of kiwi body wash. Both interlopers were suddenly rendered unable to move in the presence of the sight before them.
After several delicious minutes passed, Trowa opened one eye and couldn't help but giggle (yes, *giggle*!) at the expressions on Heero's and Quatre's faces.
"Didn't... anyone ever... teach you ... guys to knock?" he managed to gasp out between snickers, laughing even more when Heero's face grew redder.
"Well, um... uh..." Heero was reduced to stammering and Quatre just tried to adjust his suddenly way too-tight pants.
Wufei, however, was barely able to stand as he calmly pulled Trowa closer and kissed the back of his neck. While leaning into him to keep from falling, he acted as if this was perfectly normal all the way around. Without withdrawing from the tight heat that still held him firm, he remarked casually, "Koi? Hand me the body wash? I'd like to finish my shower regardless of these minor interruptions."
Quatre's eyes widened as he realized that the two teens in the shower were still joined intimately. His pants were even tighter now, and he shifted uncomfortably as Trowa grabbed the body wash and handed it to his lover.
//Ohmygodohmygodohmygod!// the blond thought, his thoughts *very* hentai now as he casually remarked, "Um, Heero? Where's Duo?"
"Oi! Heero!" A voice from the stairway called out, "Is everything all right up here? I coulda' sworn I heard wood splintering!" Duo rounded the corner with a leap over the broken door and halted, speechless. "Oh my...." he remarked, blushing a bit at the sight of his lover watching what looked like a *very* intimate moment for a pair of his friends.
Heero whirled, gun still as outstretched as his spandex was now. He pulled the muzzle up and reset the safety, commenting, "Um, nothing, Duo. It was just a misunderstanding, right, Wufei?"
The Chinese boy smirked and very slowly leaned back into Trowa wresting a groan from both of them as their sensitized skin rubbed together even further.
"No, Yuy. There's no misunderstanding between me and Trow....'wa!" He gasped barely able to pull the teasing off. It was rare to see Heero quite so embarrassed or so speechless, and it seemed more than appropriate to make things even harder for the Wing pilot. "But now a little privacy, please!" One bronze hand pulled the curtain closed and he fell against his lover's back snickering helplessly.
"Excusemegottamakeaphonecallbye!" Quatre stammered in one breath, rushing out of the bathroom to his *own* room, where he could, *ahem* alleviate a little bit of the pressure he was feeling and perhaps make a call or two. He was desperate for some action of his own right then! Maybe a call or two might find him a playmate?
Duo gathered his wits, as well as both Heero and Quatre, and beat a hasty retreat.
As the sound of footsteps left them behind, Wufei gave up on trying to maintain his dignity. He reached to push himself up once more by bracing against Trowa but got a handful of quickly re-hardening flesh instead and he smiled, Trowa never ceased to amaze him.
"Ready for another round, angel?"
"Mmmm, I think I'm," he snickered mischievously, "up for it," Trowa replied, nearly purring as he ground against his lover.
"So I see... um... feel..." Wufei shrugged and pulled his lover tighter, kissing him sweetly. "Wo ai ni, koi." As Trowa responded in kind (and they went back to making passionate love to one another) the daylight left the sky.
Downstairs, another pair of pilots were suddenly *very* interested in a shower, too, leaving the fifth to use the phone to no avail.
The afternoon had started with Chang Wufei lost in a sweet dream, but in truth Trowa Barton was a walking wet dream just waiting to happen to him. And they never did bother to repair the bedroom door, it seemed more fun this way.
~OWARI~
Authors' Notes:
1. This fic is dedicated to all those who like to start a month with a clean feeling.
2. Muses R Us: Adonai and Erato double-teamed Ryoko and Enigma respectively one night. Aren’t you glad?
3. Sequel Options for the Non-Fei-Tro ML's: Anyone out there want to see a sequel tentatively titled "Wet Dream 2"? Wonder what Heero and Duo did to alleviate their own sexual tension that afternoon? C&C's make all the difference!
4. After being a llama for so long, Enigma's getting the Updates List back into action soon, to let interested people in on new releases and soon cool surprises, too! Feel free to sign-up at: EnigmaFanficUpdates-subscribe@yahoogroups.com ! Since this is a rebuilding time, there will be more stuff soon, and thanks for everyone's patience.
Enigma and Ryoko
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