Mile High Club by Laekin and bonnejeanne

Part Two

"I'm glad that we found it before it destroyed us. This is..." Trowa paused and took a breath. "This is... so very important to me. You are important to me."

Wufei's hand's tightened and he kissed Trowa again, this kiss more heated, possessive. The words aroused Wufei's sense of desire and protectiveness at once. As they kissed, their bodies rubbed together. Wufei felt himself getting hard again and marveled. He cupped his hands under Trowa's rear and lifted him to sit on the counter, his feet only an inch or two from the floor but enough to dangle. Leaving his mouth, Wufei began kissing down his neck, pushing Trowa's shirt out of the way then trailing hot wet kisses across his chest until his mouth could fasten on one tender bud of flesh.

Trowa was for a moment amazed at his own body but he didn't question the positive response it was giving to the stimulus of the words as well as the physical. Both fed into his reawakening flesh equally. He hopped a little to help Wufei set him up on the counter, his head dropping back with a little whimper as Wufei broke the kiss, then leaning back with a soft moan in response to those traveling lips. His fingers reaching up to dance across neatly fastened dark hair.

Wufei's mouth licked and teased the bud, then traveled to the other side of Trowa's chest to inflict the same treatment on the other one. His hand dropped down to Trowa's lap and curled around the rising shaft. Wufei leaned back for a moment and simply looked at Trowa - leaning back, face flushed, shirt up, his cock rising in Wufei's grip. It was an incredibly erotic display. Wufei licked his lips unconsciously, then slid down, kneeling in the narrow floor. He looked up at Trowa, opening his mouth, and leaned forward and began licking the taut flesh in his hand.

Trowa was going to have a damn hard time keeping his breathing straight with that picture. A part of him winced internally and he nearly drew the other boy back up to his feet. He was no one to kneel in front of but then that skillful tongue began it's dance and he couldn't think straight only react to the pleasure with a soft moan deep in his chest. His legs shifted restlessly, coming to rest over Wufei's shoulders lightly. His long fingers dancing across aristocratic bonestructure.

Wufei concentrated on enjoying the taste and feel of Trowa's hot flesh and firm cock. He ran his tongue around the tip and across the top, and ringed it with little, rapid licks, before beginning to swallow the shaft slowly, taking it, wrapping his tongue around, taking it further. He arched his neck, and let the head nudge his throat, relaxing the muscles slowly and then taking it deeper.

Trowa grabbed at the edge of the counter to keep from pressing his hips forward automatically into the deliciously moist tight heat enveloping his flesh. In Wufei's mouth Trowa's length gave a strong pulse, jumping a little, already leaking excited pre-cum down the back of his throat. Trowa gritted his teeth but couldn't stop the heated words. "Wufei.. oh gods.. yes."

The words were like liquid velvet to Wufei and they incited him to increase his actions. When Trowa was fully engulfed, he slowly moved back, sucking gently, tongue swirling around, letting the head emerge at last for only seconds before engulfing it again and moving down slowly... then back... then down.... then back... a little faster now... a little.... His hands rested on Trowa's thighs and his fingers gripped and kneaded, a little like a cat, as he worked over the boy's lap with a mouth that seemed extremely experienced.

Trowa panted beneath the expert attentions. He'd long ago forgotten decorum and his soft little moans of appreciation came more readily from his lips as his hips moved into those motions. His skin and body already sensitized to Wufei's touch and feel, he felt himself loosing control even before he could cry out a warning to the other young man.

Wufei felt the sudden tensing and swallowed, choking only a little until his throat adjusted. He took it all and sucked the last drop from Trowa's cock, licking his lips and kissing the softening flesh lovingly. He held it against his check and looked up, smiling.

Trowa was rather flushed and looked almost disheveled as his bright green eyes peered back down at Wufei. His hands tremble a little as he reaches to cradle the dark eyed body's face tenderly. Leaning down, he kissed his lover with soft but passionate intensity. The kiss speaking so many words.

Wufei stood slowly, without breaking the kiss. He leaned against Trowa, between his legs, and slid his arms around the boy's waist. Leaning back slightly, he smiled. "You liked it."

Long legs wrapped around Wufei's waist in a slightly possessive hold, Trowa's arms wove around the Chinese boy's shoulders and he smiled slowly but fully. One of those very rare smiles. "Very, very much. Thank you." Accepting every aspect of the gift with a joy that lite his jewel like eyes.

Wufei smiled, his cheeks flushing slightly. "I'm glad. I haven't had much... recent practice," he admits. "I enjoyed it a great deal. More than.... other times before."

Something in the way Wufei said the words, as well as other hints slid into place. Trowa's features sobered a little and he tightened his arms around Wufei's shoulders, holding the other boy close to his warmth and in the security of his love and affection.

Wufei kissed the corner of Trowa's mouth. "What troubles you, love?"

Trowa took a deep breath. "Something in the way you said that. I have a feeling that it wasn't always.. pleasurable for you. Though I know there is nothing I can do to fix the past, I just.. didn't like the idea of you being hurt in such a way."

Wufei shrugged. "It was... just something that happened. I had an older cousin, several years older. He was also one of my teachers. He introduced me to... some things. It was before my marriage. That was nothing," he said dismissively. "It could not come close to feeling you, tasting you... hearing your cries and knowing I could bring this pleasure to you."

Trowa nodded to the words. Accepting them and letting them go. He could not change the past nor could he predict the future but for now he could hold and love. His fingers stroke through Wufei's pony tail. Careful not to upset the fastener, as he would have liked to but rather dancing through the silk strands held behind it.

"We should go back to our seats, I suppose." Wufei said, regretfully.

Almost on cue there was a tap on the door. "Everything all right in there?"

Trowa... stoic.. calm.. reserved.. Trowa.. had to stifle a giggle as he cleared his throat to answer. "Ah, yes. Just getting the last of it. Thank you."

"Ah, alright Mr. Barton. Just wanted to let you know we'll be landing in about 10 minutes."

"We'll be right out." Trowa almost singsonged as he looks down into Wufei's eyes. His own twinkling lovingly. Wufei smiled back. Carefully he placed Trowa back inside his jeans and closed them. Then he leaned back to to the same for himself.

Trowa took a moment to wash himself a little to get the tell tale flush off his face and straightened his shirt. Looking down at himself he just shook his head. "There is no way the observant isn't going to be able to tell what we've been up to." Not that it sounded like he cared overly much.

As neat as possible Trowa waited till Wufei had himself presentable then lead them both out of the bathroom and back to their seats. Bright sunlight spilled through the small windows of the shuttle as they came down through the atmosphere, gliding gracefully towards the tarmac of the landing strip.

Smoothing wisps of hair back into place, Wufei got up, looking back and Trowa, then glanced meaningfully towards the restroom, before winking. Then he grabbed his small bag to go.

Trowa chortled very softly as he took up his own travel case and moved towards the exit of the shuttle. Stepping out into the bright light he looked around the tarmac expectantly. Wufei scanned the are looking for the blonde head he was hoping to see.

Sure enough.. one small blonde. He'd somehow finagled permission to have his limo out on the tarmac though this was highly unusual. Still when you own the land the tarmac is sitting on and have large pleading eyes.. people tend to agree to anything you ask. Quatre was watching the shuttle eagerly and as soon as he saw the two boys emerge he grinned and darted away from the solid bulk of the limo. Dressed down in shorts a t-shirt and an oxford shirt pulled on against the morning breeze he trotted around a couple of taxing shuttles towards them.

Wufei smiled. It wasn't a common expression on his face which is why it had a surprising sweetness. He looked at Trowa and started forward, urging the other boy to come if he wasn't moving already. Trowa was moving towards Quatre and though he was taut with the urge to get his arms around the little blonde he stepped back a pace so that it was Wufei who found himself getting tackled by the exuberant little Arabian.

Quatre sprang on Wufei his arms wrapping around the Chinese boy. There was no one out here who could really see them after all and he was glad to have them both back in one piece. His eager hug a vocalless barrage of questions.

~ Hi there! You're late! I was worried! I'm glad to see you! You're safe yes? ~

Wufei returned the hug, then set Quatre on his feet and stepped back beside Trowa. "Sorry. It was another goose chase. Boring and... Trowa..." Wufei began with a wicked gleam. "Almost..."

Released from one Quatre just as eagerly threw his arms around Trowa. Trowa gripped his lover close and gave a little light hearted spin that he knew the blonde enjoyed before setting him back on his small feet. Trowa blushed and ducked his head interrupting quickly. "Oh, I don't think Quatre needs to be bored to tears with mission specs."

Quatre looked between the two boys and his bright eyes gleamed mischievously. "Indeed. 'especially when I'd say you two... had a very short 3 hours trip?" Pale brows lifted pointedly and his expressive features were caught in a bright playful smile.

Trowa just reached around and swatted Quatre's rump with his travel case. Wufei flushed but his lips curved. "The... flight was the only... productive part of the trip," he said carefully but it was clear he was not trying to hide anything from the blonde, rather sharing the experience, if a bit coyly.

Quatre laughed richly and danced between the two of them. Trowa just shook his head and shot a long suffering look over the top of the blonde's head to Wufei. "Don't encourage him."

Quatre just snorted a little and took both their arms leading them back towards the limo. "Another goose chase eh? What are they doing at headquarters? I'm going to have to talk to Sally and see what's up. Nothing for me in the past 5 weeks and little more then errands for the rest of you. I feel like someone's treating us with kid gloves. "

Wufei snorted softly. "How surprising is that? After you basically demolished the entire structure and gave everyone who was left nicely renovated .... assholes..." He smiled to take the sting out of the words, something he was slowly learning to do by watching Trowa.

Quatre made a little face as he reached the limo and pulled the door open for the other two boys to slide into the vehicle before climbing in after them. "I... still. It won't be too long before Heero's bored out of his skull and Duo is already starting to gnaw on the drapes."

"Just Duo?" Trowa interjected softly but pointedly.

Quatre flushed a little and grinned at them both. "Alright... so I'm peeved because Duo is gnawing the drapes and leaving them too soggy for me to gnaw."

Wufei said quietly, as if it were unrelated, which it was, "I'm in a tournament on Friday." Then he looked out the window quickly, hoping they would keep talking about Duo, drapes and the Preventers.

Not a chance! Quatre was one of those rare people who could talk up a storm and listen at the same time. His eyes quickly swung back to Wufei's face and brightened. "You are? Where, when?"

Even Trowa looked over with an inquisitive expression of eagerness to attend.

"It's... unimportant," Wufei said quickly. "Um.. the tournament begins at ten o'clock in the L4 Civic Auditorium. I'll have to get there early to complete registration. I just wanted you to know in case... you wondered where I was all day."

Quatre's lips opened to respond automatically but Trowa jumped in first. "Would... would you like us to be there Wufei?" Quatre shut his mouth and blinked. Defering to his older lover's more careful approach onto the young dragon's private domain.

Wufei shugged quickly. "You'd probably find it boring. Most tournaments involve a lot of waiting, noise, crowds, bad PA system... and a lot of mediocre matches. I wouldn't want you to have to deal with it," he said, keeping his voice carefully bored.

Now.. Trowa deferred to Quatre who after a shared look swung back to beam a grin at Wufei. "Do we need to purchase tickets in advance?"

"Oh no, the tickets rarely sell out, they are usually..." he blinked at looked at Quatre. "Um... you truly want to come?"

Trowa just smiled an affirmative while Quatre nodded vigorously and answered for them both. "Yes!"

Wufei looked down. "Um... I don't expect to do anything more than make a showing. These tournaments are all about style and form, sticking to a static ideal. I haven't... practiced for tournament competition since before the war. I doubt if I have much form left at all. What works in real combat doesn't always meet competition standards..." he said quickly.

Quatre just grinned. "I think you have great form." Trowa coughed and just nodded his agreement, a wicked little smile hovering around his thin lips though nothing but affection and warmth radiated from both boys eyes.

Quatre leaned forward, sliding off the back seat of the limo to land beside Wufei. "It'll be fun and I'm sure you will not disgrace yourself. Besides it will give us a chance to learn a little bit more about your martial arts." He grins impishly. "Then you can spend the flight back patiently correcting all our misguided assumptions." The last said in a loving tease because he knew that Wufei had very strong views when it came to the form and function of martial arts and that he (wufei) refused to let any of his comrades be misguided by wrong teachings in any of the forms.

Wufei looked up and smiled tentatively. "Very well," he said at last. "I will get passes for the two of you. I'm rather not mention this to the others."

While Quatre thought that Heero might have enjoyed himself he did have to admit that Duo at a martial arts tournament would be a frightening thing. Trowa just smiled his understanding and leaned back into the soft leather of the seat. After a moment passed he asked quietly.

"Are you going in this morning or afternoon Quatre?"

Quatre looked a little sheepish as he grinned. "Well, I was going to go in for a couple hours this morning. It's supposed to be a bit warm this afternoon, I thought we could go down to the river and swim. There's supposed to be fireworks to commemorate ... something tonight and we can see them best from the river basin."

Wufei listened, thinking how odd it was that Quatre constantly filled his life with "events". Wufei found himself included in many more of these events, now that he had stopped refusing for the most part. But it puzzled him. When was there time to meditate?

"You should meditate," he said suddenly. Then smiled, looking out the window. "Ask Trowa."

Trowa blushed a little and winked at Wufei. In truth Quatre had slowed down a lot beneath Wufei's gentle but firm hand. He stuck to the half day, max spent on work, the rest of the time he divided between pursuits he himself enjoyed and keeping pace with his friends. He'd even balanced out time to touch base with his sisters, imagine his surprise upon learning he was an uncle a couple times over and he did also observe a few more of his religious days. But he was a very active soul. Though calm and not as frantic paced as Duo. Of course Duo made hummingbirds look slow.

"Meditation... can be interesting. Right Trowa?" Wufei said, his mouth curving as he continued to look out the window.

Trowa leaned back, suddenly catching on. "Yes, and its very good for both the body and the soul. I think you're right Wufei. I think the little one needs to meditate more."

Quatre looked between the two of them with a lifted brow. He'd come to know a certain vocal "tone" that the two shared that usually meant he was about to be the recipient of some sort of mischief.

"Perhaps this evening, at the... riverside. I'll be sure and bring a... blanket," Wufei said, looking into Trowa's eyes.

Trowa met the gaze his own eyes twinkling a dark emerald as he nods. "I agree."

Quatre continues to look between the two of them. He had never minded their shared bond, in a lot of ways the two had more in common then he did with either of them. Opening his mouth to give a token protest or to at least push for more details, he instead subsided with a little grin.

"Do you think you might be willing to do that? Try a little meditation ... this evening at the riverside?" Wufei said, turning his dark eyes on the blonde.

Quatre's bright eyes twinkle and he looks between the two young men then he chuckled. "I think you might be able to pursued me." A little coy himself.

Wufei nods. "Excellent," he said as the limo stopped to let he and Trowa off. "I'm sure you will find it ... enlightening."

End Part 2

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