22-Jan-2001
Disclaimers: I do not own, nor am I connected in anyway to Gundam Wing or its characters. This goes double for Jurassic Park and its characters, locations, businesses and storyline. The original characters in this fic are of my invention, especially Junior and Spot, who are two very unusual pets.
Warnings: 1X2 lemon, 3X4 lime
Rating: NC-17
Trowa slowly opened his eyes as the hot breath still puffed in his face. Spot was straddled over him, their noses almost touching. He had never had an animal show animosity toward him, much less go on the attack. What should he do?
He remembered Dr. Ross mentioning how Spot thought he was a dog. If he treated Spot as if he were canine, maybe . . .
There was a magazine laying on the nightstand. As Trowa moved his arm slowly to reach for it and grab it, Spot began making the high pitched keen. The sound he had emitted when he had begged Quatre to pet him. Trowa looked down at Spot's tail, it was wagging.
To his relief, Spot wasn't on the attack, he wanted attention. And he was asking Trowa to bestow it upon him.
Trowa raised himself to a sitting position as he moved Spot off of him and to his side. He began scratching, petting and rubbing the dinosaur's head and the keen once again changed to the low guttural sound that reminded Trowa of a cat's purr.
"You are one goofy animal," Trowa commented as he switched from the Troodon's head to his sides. The 'purr' got louder and more intense, Spot was in heaven. Trowa had no idea why the animal suddenly liked him but kept petting him anyway.
"Hello Heero, it has been too long," the voice in the speaker was flat and almost monotone.
"Hello Dino, yes it has been. I know Dr. J has already explained what we want, are you ready to get started?"
"Yes Heero, whenever you are. Give me the microdots so I can scan them please."
Heero placed the 'dots in the tray that had slid out from the wall, then watched it return into its recess.
"This should take a few minutes," the voice said, "So tell me Heero how have you been?"
"Pretty much the same as always," Heero remarked.
"If I may be so bold, you are not the same, Heero, there is a definite change about you. You seem happy . . . you're in love," the comment was a statement, not a question.
If Dino weren't a computer, the most advanced computer found anywhere, Heero would have told him to mind his own business. But telling that to a computer had about the same effect as trying to explain colors to a blind person.
"I never could hide anything from you," Heero chuckled,"I should have known you'd scan me as soon as I entered the room."
"Yes, I've noticed a subtle change in your hormone balance, plus more activity in the areas of the brain that control emotions and responses. Those areas almost glow with all the activity going on there. Congratulations Heero, and Duo should consider himself lucky." Dino responded.
Heero looked at Dr. J then back to the computer, "Dino, have you and the doc been gossiping about me?"
"No Heero, I do not gossip, he just seemed the most likely match to me. I assume I am correct?"
"Yes, you are correct," Heero smiled, "As always."
Treize was laying on the bed in his assigned room, deep in thought. He was trying to figure out where they were. There had been no accidental slips of the tongue, no one had erred and said the name of the island. Dr. J's welcome had been puzzling, until he saw Spot.
Apparently Jurassic Park was an inside joke because of the dinosaur. But why Jurassic Park? Dr. Ross had said Spot's species had lived during the upper Cretaceous period. Why not Cretaceous Park? This was a confusing point but something he was sure he could work out.
Another point to ponder was this place was unknown to both Oz and Romefeller, yet outside research teams seemed to be invited here on a regular basis. These teams had to be from universities or the colonies. If this was corporate research, Romefeller would have learned about it long ago. The Foundation had a member sitting on the board of every business, every corporation, and every conglomerate on Earth.
The gundam pilot, who called himself Heero Yui, had made the only possible slip he could use. He had mentioned earlier research into dinosaur cloning, meaning Dr. Ross was not the first to attempt it. Dr. Ross had even remarked about doing it right this time. It was vague but it was a clue.
Then there was Spot himself, just where had Dr. Ross obtained dinosaur DNA?
Treize's thoughts switched from Spot to Dr. J and the place itself. There was more going on here than just cloning research, Treize was sure of that. Dr. J had alluded there was more. He had to find out where they were, this place could prove useful to Oz and his own plans for man's future.
He'd get with Pulaski in the morning. Right now he needed some rest, his last thoughts before he drifted to sleep.
Georgie was trying to read a book, but his mind kept drifting to his ex-wife and son. He missed his son terribly.
He sighed, the divorce had been a bitter one but he could not blame his ex-wife for wanting it. She had worried about their son being raised around what she had called 'the dregs of society'. She had constantly threatened Georgie with divorce if he did not get out of the 'business', but he hadn't listened. She had finally made good her threat and had filed. He did not fight it and gave her everything he had,including full custody of the boy.
Their private agreement had been that if he never contacted his son, then she would not turn him in. Georgie had stuck to the bargain.
His thoughts turned to Wufei. His walking into the bookstore and buying that copy of 'Bronze' had been the luckiest day of Georgie's life. For once, he was on the side of the good guys. He had told Wufei the truth when he said he was retiring as a fence. His one great hope was, now that he was an 'honest citizen', he would be able to see his son.
Colonel Alban Pulaski had no trouble falling asleep. He knew Treize well enough to know his commander-in-chief was already planning on how to make this facility his.
Quatre swore he heard laughter as he opened the door to step into the bedroom. He paused when he saw Trowa and Spot on the bed. Trowa had Spot down on his back, rubbing his tummy and playing with him. Spot was wiggling and licking Trowa all over his face. Trowa was laughing so hard he almost couldn't catch his breath.
Quatre would have given his right arm for a camera.
Spot sniffed Quatre's presence almost as soon as he'd opened the door. The Troodon leapt off the bed and ran to him, then sat patiently as he wagged his tail, waiting for Quatre to acknowledge him.
The blond bent down and patted his head, "C'mon Spot,let's go back to Trowa."
Quatre sat down on the bed, Spot jumped up on his lap. Trowa reached over to give him a kiss, but stopped when the dinosaur started growling.
"Well, I think I know what's wrong with Spot," Trowa said, "He's jealous."
Quatre laughed, "I think you're right, but I believe I know how to fix this."
Quatre placed his hand on Spot's head and started petting him, "Good boy, Spot. You have nothing to worry about, I like you and so does Trowa . . . Trowa, start petting him now."
Trowa reached out to the Troodon but the growling began again.
"Bad Spot," Quatre told him with a scolding tone, "Let Trowa touch you."
The dinosaur quieted down as Trowa laid his hand on his head and began to stroke it.
Trowa and Quatre continued to pet him together, allowing him to get used to being touched at the same time by both young men. Quatre hoped Spot was smart enough to learn that Trowa was not a rival, but a friend.
The lesson seemed to be working. Spot ceased his growling, and switched to his low guttural hum. The dinosaur was happy with all the attention he was getting from the two.
Duo had finished his shower and was toweling off his hair. Junior was still wide awake and pacing in his cage, stopping from time to time to fuss at the bird in the mirror or scatter seed out of his bowl.
"What's the matter, boy, you having trouble sleeping?" Duo asked his pet, "I guess the time change has you a little out of sorts,huh?"
"Omae o korosu," Junior responded, adding "Heero has a nice ass!" for good measure.
"I have got to teach you to say something else," Duo remarked.
As if on cue, Junior began making low moaning sounds that grew louder as they turned to groans.
"Oh no," Duo whined, "Junior please don't tell me you've . . ."
Before the braided pilot could finish, Junior ended the sounds with, "O-o-h-h-h I-I-I'm-m-m c-o-m-m-m-ing I- I-I'mmmm C-C-C-O-M-M-I- I-N-N-G-G-G!"
Duo buried his face in his hands while shaking his head,"Oh Junior, you've really done it now. Heero is going to pluck you bald for this, and I won't blame him. Hell, he's liable to want to pluck me too. Why can't you just say 'Polly want a cracker' like other parrots?"
"Heero has a nice ass!" came his reply.
Duo threw his hands up in exasperation then threw his towel over Junior's cage to hopefully shut him up. He could swear that crazy parrot was learning those phrases just to aggravate Heero.
"I'm through scanning and ready to install the program,Heero," the computer announced, "The installation will take about an hour."
"Good, and thank you Dino," Heero replied, "I'm going to my room and take a shower, I'll be back when you are through."
"I'll be waiting," Dino answered.
Heero left the computer Dr. J to finish and walked down the hall to his and Duo's room. A shower was going to feel good, along with a change of clothes.
"Well Dino, what do you think of our young man?" Dr. J asked.
"He's coming along nicely, Dr. J. He's not as cold and reserved as he once was. I told you the Deathscythe pilot would be the one who could bring him out of his shell, and not the Peacecraft girl."
"Yes, I'll give you that. . . once this war is over, there will be no need for a perfect soldier. I want him to relearn to be human, I want him to have a happy life. He can have that if they both survive. Let's see that they do," the scientist replied, "We owe them that."
"But may I point out that you taught him to self-destruct to avoid capture? I'm sure the other pilots have had the same training." Dino reminded the scientist.
"That was not my doing, I never wanted to include that in his training but I was over ruled. If there were a way to deprogram that out of him, I would do it. He scared the hell out of me, and it is only by shear luck he survived. I just hope and pray he never tries it again. That's why I said we need to make sure they survive this war. I don't want to carry the guilt of his death with me for the rest of my life. I do care about him and what happens to him."
"Not to change the subject, but what are you going to do about Lord Khushrenada?"
"I suspect he's making plans to snoop around tomorrow. I see no harm in allowing him to find out a few things. He's not going to remember anyway. The same goes for Col. Pulaski."
"What about the other two, Georgie and Sasha?" the computer continued inquiring.
"I haven't decided yet," was all the scientist would say.
Before Heero entered the room, he had planned on taking a long hot shower, now he wasn't so sure.
The lights were dimmed but he could still see Duo's form laying across the bed, with his hair spread out and draped down its side. He was lounging on his back, one knee raised. A hand rested on his stomach while the other cradled his neck. His violet eyes were closed, as if asleep.
Heero gazed down at the boy who was the center of his life and the nexus of his soul. He traced the outlines of Duo's nose, his eyes, and his lips with his mind, drinking them in. The image forever engraved on his heart.
He slowly bent down and placed a soft kiss on Duo's lips.
"Come to bed," Duo whispered as he enfolded his arms around his one true obsession.
"He's going back to his kennel, he is not sleeping with us," Trowa was adamant.
"But . . ."
"No buts, I'm taking him back to Ross," Trowa said,putting his foot down, "Spot is not sleeping in our bed or in our room, who knows how he'll react when we're . . ."
Quatre started laughing and cut Trowa off before he could finish his sentence, "Okay, okay, he's not going to sleep in the room. I don't think I'd want him watching us anyway."
Trowa grasped Spot by the collar, nudging him toward the door as he leaned over and gave Quatre a quick kiss. Spot immediately growled at their display of affection. His earlier lesson had already been forgotten.
"See? Just think of what he'd do while we're . . ."
Quatre continued his laughter, "You're right, I would hate for him to get upset enough to try and bite, he might grab on to the wrong body part. Ooohhh, it hurts just thinking about it, even if he doesn't have any teeth."
"Yes, my wrong body part, since I am the one he is jealous of," Trowa shuddered at the thought then tugged on Spot's collar a little harder, "Come on boy, you can see Quatre tomorrow."
With a lot of tugging, pushing and pulling, Trowa finally got Spot out the door and down the hall. He met Dr. Ross who had been searching for the wayward dinosaur and handed him over to him.
"He's not growling at you," Dr. Ross observed, "So I guess you found out why he didn't like you?"
"He was jealous, he didn't want me near Quatre,"Trowa informed him, "He's all right if Quatre and I are separate, or if we aren't showing affection."
The dinosaur wagged its tail, neither man was sure if it was in agreement with Trowa or if he was glad to see his owner. Trowa had a suspicion it was more the latter.
Trowa returned to his room, a little smile curling his lips. He was already planning his strategy to seduce his lover and began walking faster.
Wufei and Sasha snuggled tightly, each spent and sated after their arduous lovemaking. She looked up into Wufei's eyes as he stared down in hers. His face softened as he gazed into their depths, both losing and finding himself in them.
//When did I fall in love with her?// he wondered.
"I was going to take a shower," Heero responded, as Duo moved so he could lay down beside him, "Dino should be finished in about an hour."
Duo rose off the bed and grabbed Heero, pulling him downward.
"Not until I make you all hot and sweaty first," he teased as he rolled on top of Heero.
"Hmmmmm," he responded, pulling Duo closer to him.
Blue and violet locked gazes as lips met, tongues mingled and hands explored.
Duo's fingers deftly took care of the button on Heero's jeans. He worked the zipper, opening it, while Heero raised and pulled the jeans down his well formed legs.
Heero quickly jerked his shirt over his head, throwing it on the floor. Magically, Duo's shorts found their place on the pile of clothing next to the bed.
Duo nuzzled Heero's now swelling erection as he slowly pulled Heero's briefs down his hips, teasing him with his teeth and tongue. The warmth of Duo's breath aroused him as easily as the nips and licks.
"Do you have any idea what you do to me?" Heero growled.
"Of course . . . I do this to you . . ." Duo taunted, gently raking his teeth across Heero's erection, "And this . . ." now licking and swirling his tongue down the hard shaft, "And maybe even this . . ." he continued his taunt as his fingers softly tickled him.
"You're driving me crazy," Heero moaned, getting impatient. Duo was taking too damned long getting those briefs off.
Taking matters into his own hands, he tore the offending underwear from his body. He pulled Duo up and assailed his mouth with a deep full kiss as he wrapped his arms and legs around his braided lover.
Duo returned the heat filled kiss with all the fervor and passion Heero's touch evoked in him. Heero tightened his legs around his koi, creating a delicious friction between them as their bodies made contact.
Heero began rocking and swaying against his lover, as their hunger grew more intense in its voracity.
"Now you're driving *me* crazy," Duo groaned as he slid down Heero's body and gently took him between his lips.
He began to suck, starting at the tip, and slowly worked his mouth down Heero's shaft. All the while stroking and massaging with his tongue and softly scraping with his teeth.
Heero buried his hands in Duo's lustrous hair as his hips raised to meet his partner's gifted mouth.
"Duo," he whispered his koi's name as if it were an incantation, "Come here to me."
The braided one's supernatural talent had cast a spell on Wing's pilot and it was a spell he hoped would never be broken.
Duo released Heero from his delicate torture as their lips met once again, their desire spilling forth with a force no words could describe.
It was now Duo's turn, Heero lowered himself, first stroking Duo's swollen manhood with his knowing fingers before he took him wholly into his mouth. He began working his way up Duo's hardened shaft until he reached the tip, licking the dew he found there. He played and teased his tongue around and across its small opening as Duo moaned with delight.
Heero then retook Duo fully into his mouth as their moans turned to groans.
"Heero . . ." Duo's voice was low and husky and full of need.
He opened his hand, revealing the small tube he'd been holding even before Heero entered the room.
Heero took the tube from his hand and squeezed a small amount onto his own fingers.
He began preparing Duo for his entry as Duo, in turn, coated Heero's fully swollen member.
Duo raised his legs, placing them across his love's strong shoulders as Heero bent for a kiss and entered the center of his universe.
Heero began thrusting slowly, giving Duo time to adjust to him being inside. He gradually set his rhythm as he stroked Duo's erection with the same pulsing beat.
He pulled Duo's mouth to his, their kiss imitating their rhythm.
The kiss, the thrusts and the strokes were in harmonic synchronicity and their bodies sang in ecstasy. Heero's thrusting grew with the intensity of the passion and desire that filled his heart.
Duo could feel his own heart swell as well with the craving and need that overwhelmed him as an orgasm began to slowly build and travel through every inch of him.
Heero looked into Duo's half-lidded eyes, glazed over with desire and knew he was in the throes of climaxing. Knowing that Duo was about to come sparked his own coming.
Their moans grew louder as their orgasms washed over them.
"O-o-o-h-h-h I-I-I-m-m-m-m c-c-c-o-o-o-m-m-m-m-i-i-i-n-n-n-g-g!" Heero gasped.
"A-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-o-o-h-h-h-h-h-h!" Duo groaned, his climax too powerful for words.
Heero collapsed on top of his koi, their passion draining them.
"That was beautiful, incredible, wonderful, and exciting," Duo exclaimed breathlessly, "I love you, you know."
"I know and I love you too, Duo, with all my heart," Heero replied, "You not only give me love, you give me hope."
Duo had a way of making Heero feel like a god, and Duo was his temple.
"Ooohhhh . . . aaahhh . . ." Quatre moaned, "Trowa,right t-t-h- e-e-r-r-e . . ."
"Ummmmmm . . ." Trowa moaned with him.
Each time was better than the last. Quatre's giving heart had taught Trowa how to love and more importantly, how to trust.
They would belong to each other until the end of time.
"I love you and I want you always," Trowa whispered as he nibbled Quatre's ear,neck and shoulder.
Quatre tried to answer but broke out in giggles instead, Trowa's teeth were tickling him and turning him on even more. Trowa's response was to continue, trailing down Quatre's chest to his sensitive nipples until the giggles turned to laughter.
The blond was trapped with Trowa on top and inside him, but it was a trap of his own making and he loved it. He pulled Trowa's mouth to his and they kissed long and deep.
The two were so enraptured with one another, they failed to hear the door squeak open. There was a sudden thump on the bed and Trowa felt hot breath on his back.
Quatre pulled Trowa to him so he could see the cause of the thump.
"*Spot! How the hell did you get in here*?" he exclaimed, as Trowa collapsed on top of him and groaned.
TBC
End of Act 9
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