27-Aug-2000
Category: Adventure. Action. Angst. Romance.
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4x5 (combinations there of)
Disclaimer: Not mine, no money being made or sought here.
Rating: NC-17
NOTES: As promised, part two! This one contains LEMON (Graphic, Male/Male sexual situations). To be precise it's 5x3.
Wufei returned the kiss in full measure, holding nothing of himself back, neither fire nor vulnerability.
The green eyed boy gathered it all up in the embrace, holding it close to his heart and his soul before slowly releasing Wufei's lips and stepped back. He took a long slow breath ... emotions were.. still hard on him, an uncharted territory that these two young men were slowly helping him navigate. "Well... I guess I just have one question then. Do you like the inside or the outside of the couch? Because you realize we're going to be logging some couch time when he figures out what we've done."
Wufei laughed, releasing the rare musical sound easily. "Outside," he said, his face relaxing into a smile. "Then you can push me to the floor if you feel crowded. Or I can trap you in exile with me."
Trowa pretended to give the matter a moment's thought then he smiled, that rare seductive little grin that seemed to peek out at the most inappropriate moments. "Mmm I think I'll take the latter of those two choices."
Wufei tilted his head, then grabbed Trowa's hand and pulled him to the couch. "Let's test it out," he said, a measure of heat warming his dark eyes in answer.
Trowa let himself be lead pretty easily, musing in a tone that he usually used when debating the best way to sneak into a structure. "Indeed... we should make certain of all aspects of the mission before undertaking it." His green eyes burned bright and warm, matching the heat he found in his lover's gaze.
Wufei grinned, pulling Trowa down and covering his body with his own. He slanted a look down, his expression a bit predatory. "Make sure of this, Barton," he said with a slight growl and kissed Trowa deeply, pressing one leg between Trowa's as he moved over him.
Trowa tumbled onto the couch, settling onto his back even as Wufei's beloved weight pressed down on him. He groaned softly at the feel of the compact, powerful body stretched out across him. He shivered in response to the low growl and tossed his head restlessly till Wufei's lips caught his own. Then he pressed that restless heat back into the kiss his legs battling a little with the young dragon before parting to let Wufei settle into the cradle of his slender hips. Eager fingers traced the lines of muscle and bone across the Chinese boy's back and sides, fluttering greedily across powerful flanks.
Lifting his head only when both of them were breathing harder, Wufei smiled down at the green-eyed beauty beneath him. "You poor man," he said pityingly. Then he began pushing his hands under Trowa's shirt, pulling it up and finally off to land beside the couch somewhere. Then he began licking and kissing a path across the pale flesh, down that long neck, across the chest, fastening on one perfect bud, then the other as he enjoyed the taste of his lover.
Trowa wriggled a little, helping Wufei get the shirt off his body, then he reached for the fastening of Wufei's own shirt, unbuttoning it till it fell open and allowed his hands within to press and stroke across silky warm skin. He groaned as he arched beneath the attentions of his lover's skillful mouth.
" 'Poor man?' I think I'm the luckiest man in 6 quadrants!" The words were spoken in a breathless, almost desperate tone of voice as he pressed bare abdomen to bare abdomen, shuddering beneath the sensation of flesh against flesh. His hands moving eagerly towards the fastening of Wufei's pants.
Wufei shrugged out of the shirt without pausing his oral exploration of the beautifully formed body beneath him. He reared up for a moment, giving Trowa access to his pants. He took advantage of this to reach down one-handed and unfasten the snug jeans on the tall boy. Reaching inside, he curled his fingers firmly around the prize and sighed, squeezing it gently.
As has been mentioned before, there wasn't much room for anything inside those jeans except Trowa himself and he gave a very soft cry of relief when Wufei parted the zipper on the jeans. The cry was followed by a low moan as strong fingers closed around his hardening flesh causing his length to jump into the young dragon's hand like an eager thing. He wriggled his hips to help encourage his jeans further down off his body even as his hands carefully released Wufei's manhood before yanking the Chinese boy's pants down as far as he could.
Wufei's eyelids drooped as he stroked Trowa's now-hard flesh with a knowing touch. He smiled, leaning back a bit more and moving to free his legs of encumbering fabric. Freed, he curled his body over Trowa's, blowing a soft, warm breath across the taut flesh in his hand. Wufei licked his lips, having waited long enough, he thought, for the pleasure he was about to seek.
For all that he had walls of iron at times, Trowa's body was highly sensitive and Wufei had him on the edge of pleasure almost from the first moment. Heat blossomed across his pale skin, brightening patches to a dusky flush as blood pounded through his body, echoed in the flesh that Wufei held in his hand. He moved restlessly beneath his lover, his hand finding the young dragon's length and giving it a long slow pump, his fingers tickling across the dampness at the very tip.
Wufei groaned softly as Trowa stroked him. His hips moved in reaction, obedient to Trowa's touch. Breathing deeply, Wufei smiled, bending lower as he swiped his tongue softly over the top of Trowa's cock, tasting the first bead of moisture there. Another swipe and another, then soft lips pressed against the throbbing head, parting softly and slowly, moving around the hard flesh.
Trowa went to make a quick hard squirm and discovered that couches were not quite as wide as they seemed. His legs moved restlessly, parting further, one foot landing on the floor as he fought the urge to press his hips upwards into the delicious heat of that mouth moving over him. Getting himself steadied back on the couch, he reached up, fingers curling into dark soft hair as he cried out softly. "Mmm Yes! Oh Wu-fei." Both syllables of his lover's name drawn out on the guttural moan that issued from his deep in his chest.
The sound of that voice was very sweet in Wufei's ears. He slid his free hand under Trowa's slender hips, pressing him upwards as his mouth moved down. Slowly adjusting, Wufei finally pressed his lips to the flat stomach below, feeling the head of Trowa's cock nudge his throat. He swallowed once, reflexively, then moved up, sucking and swirling his tongue around the hard length. In a few moments he was moving, a slowly increasing rhythm in the up and down passage as his fingers stroked Trowa's hips from underneath.
Trowa reluctantly released Wufei's length for fear that he would clench at the wrong moment under the sweet torture being inflicted on his body and hurt the other boy. His hands moved in restless patterns across bent thighs and strong shoulders, touching, always touching even as he schooled himself to pick up the rhythm set by Wufei's mouth. Soft, wordless little sounds of pleasure issued from Trowa as he moved on the couch and within Wufei's hands, the tension in his slender body growing, open tell tale signs of how close to orgasm Wufei was bringing him.
The taste of his lover brought Wufei almost to a soft purr as he moved a little faster. The restless hands and body beneath him spurred him on, testifying to the pleasure he was creating. Feeling as if he would never be sated with the sweetness of this, Wufei closed his eyes, concentrating on tasting and feeling everything. He let his fingers delve into the cleft between Trowa's curved hips, lightly touching the opening there in a gentle tease. Feeling then tension in the body beneath him, he moved faster, drawing a little harder on the tasty flesh.
Trowa thought, who was he to deny anyone, anything? Of course it wasn't like he had much of a choice. He had gratefully given himself up to his lover and he trustingly gave Wufei full control over his body, just letting himself feel and react to the sweetness of the gift of pleasure Wufei was bestowing on him. His body tensed and he gave a little warning whimpered as his hips shortened their thrusts and then pleasure broke over him in waves. Trowa's fingers dug tightly into Wufei's shoulders as he held onto his lover and let his world fall away, confident that Wufei wouldn't leave him.
Wufei felt the warning tense and was prepared, happily drinking the salty liquid Trowa provided as his body shuddered. Wufei held him firmly, taking everything and easing slowly, licking Trowa clean with a catlike smile. He looked down with an expression of love, joy and deep appreciation, imprinting the picture of the tall boy, body relaxed in surrender, into a secret place to keep forever.
Trowa let himself float along on the pleasure cloud for as long as it would hold him before finally dropping back down into his sated body. His green eyes, the color of rich dark emeralds, opened with an almost sleepy expression as he looked lovingly up at Wufei. Though he already held the other boy's upper arms in his hands, he released his hold and adjusted the reach of his arms so that it became a welcoming gesture to his lover. The welcome echoed in the soft little smile that peeked out on his lips and brightened his eyes.
Wufei gathered Trowa against him, kissing his neck warmly, then finding his lover's mouth in a deep kiss. At last he looked down, his expression bemused and pleased. "I liked that," he said softly.
Trowa closed his arms around Wufei's back, holding him just as closely till the beat of their hearts seemed to echo each other. He turned into the deep slow kiss, returning it, seeking his lover's taste behind his own before laying back and looked into that bemused expression. He... blushed. "I... I'm glad. I liked it also. A lot." Trowa whispered the confession, looking a little guilty.
Wufei smiled, brushing his fingers along Trowa's cheek. "It's okay," he whispered softly. "I'm glad you did."
Trowa was busy soaking up all the soft and tender sensations when something finally dawned on him and he looked up at Wufei and blinked. Blushing again he shifted a little beneath his lover.. "Ah.. you... haven't..." It was almost humorous. In some ways the innocent little blond was better at talking dirty then the worldly wise ex-mercenary pilot.
"Haven't...? Tasted you, koi?" Wufei teased gently. "Ah but now I have... and that only makes me eager to do it again." He licked his lips.
Trowa positively squirmed as he blushed all the harder. Drawing one trim thigh up he brushed it lightly against the hard heat of Wufei's erection and cleared his throat. "That... yes... I mean.. yes you did..and it was wonderful...oh was it wonderful..." there came a little shiver of remembered pleasure, " but you haven't...I mean." Trowa stopped and looked up into Wufei's eyes and then he began to laugh. That warm rich laugh that felt like velvet moving across the skin. "Oh I am so hopeless at this!"
Wufei kissed the tip of Trowa's nose. "Not hopeless... just very, very exciting," he said softly. "Tell me... what I should do with this..." he drew Trowa's hand down to his still throbbing organ. "Mmmm... it could... give you more pleasure... if you wanted..."
Trowa almost squeaked. Except it would be undignified to squeak. If you were five foot nothing, weighed less then a hundred pounds and were blond.. you could squeak. Tall, graceful acrobatic, sexy young men did not squeak. But he came close. He looked at Wufei with an almost pleading expression. Couldn't he just flip the young dragon over and sort of.. show him? He really was better at action then words. Still, he closed his fingers around Wufei's hard cock and felt a shiver of anticipation run along his spine. He wanted to feel that heat filling him and the want overcame the desperate shyness.
"I... yes... I want you, please... please Chang I want to feel you in me, with me.. both of our pleasures, together." His low, throaty voice was a few octaves deeper.
Wufei's eyes flashed with sudden intense heat. He smiled fiercely, and then placed his arms around the taller boy, performing a maneuver he'd done with Quatre. Only his sense of balance and well toned muscles enabled him to pull it off. Trowa suddenly found himself above, with Wufei taking his place below, his legs around and straddling the Chinese boy.
Wufei slid a hand in the leather cushions and after a moment, frowning, came up with a tube that had been shoved there some time before. He grinned, placing it in Trowa's hands. "Take me at your pleasure and I will take you," he said, his voice low, vibrant with heat and energy.
Trowa looked at the tube with a blink, then he grinned down at Wufei. He had been near on shocked when Wufei had suddenly switched their positions. He was not a small man and the fact that the young dragon had made the movement so effortlessly spoke volumes. Folding his legs back, Trowa settled himself on Wufei's lap, looking at the small tube again.
Then he grinned wider. "I.. always suspected that Quatre enjoyed his *study* time just a little too much." Green eyes twinkled as he shifted, moving back a little so he could take Wufei's length in his long slender fingers. The contents of the tube spilling out over his hand and worked across his lover's cock till it was coated, then he slid forward again.
Positioning Wufei against his body he pressed back, slow and careful. His face falling into lines of sensual concentration as he relaxed his body, allowing his lover to slip inside.
Wufei groaned deeply, feeling the tight sheath of Trowa's body close around him, the tiny tremors as he adjusted, sliding down further. It was almost enough to send him over the edge right there. He rested his hands on Trowa's thighs, stroking them restless, his hips tensing slightly. He watched the boy above him, beautiful, back arched sensuously, eyes closing slightly and saw the mirror of his own pleasure. Licking his lips, Wufei held himself, waiting for his lover to show him where he needed to be.
Trowa was a little unsure of himself. Once he had slid back till Wufei was fully pressed within, he had waited, waited for the boy beneath him to pick up the pace, set the rhythm ... but Wufei didn't. Opening his eyes, Trowa looked down into his lover's face, enjoying the way a few freed dark hair wisped across the strong bone structure. For a while, Trowa just lost himself, looking at Wufei.. the pressing needs of his body pushed aside.
Wufei saw Trowa looking down at him and smiled, feeling the little exchange of waiting between them, like two polite people hesitating at the entrance to a room - after you, no no, after you! - and his hands gripped Trowa's thighs more tightly. He flexed his hips, rising up with a quick arch and coming down. He watched his lover, concentrating on the feel of that tight heat around him, seeking the right angle as his hips flexed again.
Green eyes twinkled a little as Trowa acknowledge the situation, then his eyes were closing, his lips parting slightly as Wufei moved beneath him. There went any chance of staving off his body's needs any further. Arching back he began to move against Wufei, keeping the angle correct so that each brush of his lover's length sent his own body into a spasm of shudders and pleasure. He began to work the posting, taking a more active role in their love making, finally snapping a little as he gasped and dropped his head and shoulders down so that he could attack and taste the chest laid out before him.
Wufei groaned, feeling those strong thighs grip him as Trowa began to move in return. He loosened one hand and moved it between them, wrapping around the green-eyed beauty's hardening erection, letting it slide through his fingers as they moved together. His hips continued to flex upwards, relaxing before each upward thrust, building a little speed and power. As Trowa bent over him, Wufei gasped, his hips bucking harder as that hungry mouth moved across his flesh.
Trowa nibbled and lapped greedily at his lover's skin, taking in every bit of taste as well as the physical sensations of feeling muscles move beneath skin as their lower bodies continued to thrusts against each other. Finding a nipple he gave it an experimental little nip. His cock coming right back up to awareness beneath Wufei's skillful touch and the sensations coming from within his body. Loosing himself a little with Wufei in a way that he could never with Quatre, Trowa began to move a little more forcefully, bringing their bodies together with a hard pounding action.
Wufei cried out, the sound part growl and part liquid moan. The sensations of his lover's tight muscles moving around him were sending waves of pleasure through his body and his hips moved upward ever more eagerly. His hand tightened around his lover's cock, and his eyes closed, body straining, arching up, throbbing with the need to release yet held back in delicious self-torture.
Trowa could feel the control that Wufei was exerting on himself and at the moment, Trowa wanted none of that. He was unsure what to do, or say but he followed his instincts. His mouth moved over to the other nubbin of flesh and he nipped and suckled at it with unrestrained desire. His hands reached and caught Wufei's sliding fingers with his own hand till their fingers were locked together. Then, sweeping the other boy's hands up towards the top of the couch, as he continued to move at a bruising pace over him. The cradle made between their two straining abdomens enough friction to keep his rampant erection busy and pleasured.
Wufei felt his arms pulled up, fingers captured, entwined. He looked up, seeing the expression in his lover's eyes and instantly surrendered. If Trowa wanted him uncontrolled, Trowa would get what he desired. Wufei stretched under his rider, and his body shuddered as all the sensation conspired to push him over the edge. His hips thrashed wildly, and the rising flood from deep within came up quickly, submerging him in it's wave of pleasure. He cried Trowa's name, almost in a sob, as his body released deep inside the hot silken confines of his lover's body, shaking him to the core.
Trowa braced against their joined hands, riding the wildness he'd unleashed and feeling his own spirit answer. Letting go of all the masks of control as well as the fears and inhibitions as he rocked back hard against the shuddering thrusts, locking their bodies tightly together in those last moments as his internal muscles worked the throbbing length within for every ounce of pleasure and satiny release.
Trowa turned his face into the side of Wufei's neck, gasping hard and crying out the young dragon's name as well as a spill of endearments from a number of different languages, his fingers clinging to his lover's with an almost desperate intensity as his slender body shuddered hard, finding release for the second time in Wufei's arms.
Wufei held Trowa tightly against him, gasping for breath feeling the last shudders ease in both of them. Still for long moments, his hand moved finally, stroking down the length of Trowa's back with infinite tenderness. Blinking to clear away the extra moisture, he felt as if his heart was beating in time with the pulse of the boy in his arms. Tensile and fragile at the same time, Trowa was a precious mystery and the knowledge of what he was entrusted with, filled Wufei's heart. Softly he kissed the smooth cheek next to his own. Breathing ... slowly, deeply, for both of them.
It felt like his heart wanted to jump out of his throat. In those first moments, Trowa felt almost light headed and he kept his face hidden against Wufei's neck, afraid he was going to pass out from the sensations, then the soft touch of his lover's hands along his back and the steady beat of the young dragon's heart helped ground and soothe him. Trowa made a soft noise, Wufei's name, and slid his legs down to a more comfortable angle for them both, letting his long, lanky form sprawl across the powerful body beneath him and relaxing completely.
It was easy to forget himself with Wufei, to let himself go and be assured in the knowledge that he would be caught on the other side. As soon as he could move, his arms wound their way around Wufei's shoulders and he held the other boy tightly against himself.
"I am.. a very.. very lucky person." The whisper was raw and laced with tears not shed.
Wufei felt his throat close hearing the emotion in that whisper. "As am I," he said softly, soothing, hands stroking again along Trowa's back. "You are... precious to me, koi."
Trowa shook his head a little, without taking it away from Wufei's neck. " I... have no name, I don't know who I am, or who I was. I don't want to be alone again. I can't... I can't, leave you, or us."
Wufei stroked Trowa's soft hair gently. "Then we stay together," he said simply. "I understand what it's like to be alone... and as for your name... even without one, I know who you are.... my green-eyed koibito, my lover."
Listening to Wufei's words, he relaxed even further. Much more and he was going to turn into a liquid and slide right off the couch. Or more importantly right into his love. "Yes... and that is...it has become more important to me, then I expected. I love you Wufei."
Wufei's arms tightened and water slipped from his eyes unheeded. He swallowed, unable to answer those amazing words for long moments. Instead, he simply kissed everything he could reach, almost frantically. Then he reached for a last shred of calm, pulling it across both of them. "Love," he said simply, thoughts tangling together.
Trowa gave a little nod. His own arms tightening around Wufei's body and he felt the first warm drop against his temple. Leaning up a little, he softly nuzzled and kissed away the warm tears, tasting each other before brushing his mouth against Wufei's gently. "We'll be all right."
"I know," Wufei whispered. He smiled, a little lopsided smile. "We have to be. We're all... so...." he shrugged, unable to find a word to encompass the depth of history, hurts, bonds, love, need, sacrifice ... everything that went into what they had between them. "So... true," he said, shrugging, his mind telling him now way, his heart telling him it was the only word that fit.
Trowa tilted his head a little to the side, bracing himself slightly on his elbows so he could look down and study the beloved face beneath him. He seemed to soak up Wufei's words, turning them over and over in his mind testing their weight and again finding it sound. He couldn't seem to find anything that fit better so he nodded.
Wufei blushed. "Now you know my deepest secret," he said softly. "Sometimes... I babble."
Trowa blinked.. then he threw his head back and began to laugh. Rich, belly deep and a pure free sound. He leaned forward the smile broad on his lips as he kissed Wufei. "And you're adorable when you do so beloved." Then his head lifted again and he blinked a couple of times. "Umm... did you just hear the front door open?"
Wufei suddenly had a very clear picture of what was about to happen and his body flushed and even deeper shade in anticipation. "Yes," he whispered. He smiled slightly but stayed still. Listening for active steps outside.
As if he was loath to disappoint, sure enough there came the patter of little well dressed feet moving gracefully but quickly across the hardwood floors. For a moment Trowa felt the urge to yank down a blanket but there was no blanket to be had and after all.. it wasn't like Quatre hadn't seem them... before, still it was an automatic response followed by a low groan as Trowa hid his face in Wufei's neck muttering. "Let's hope he didn't bring anyone home with him."
Wufei closed his eyes at the mention of that possibility, trying to discern any extra footsteps, not that there would be much he could do about it.
Luck was with the boys this afternoon and Quatre had firmly chased off his extra security when he'd gotten into the limo to come home. So it was only one small neatly dressed little blond whirlwind that blew through the study door. Quatre saw Wufei's head.. first and it's funny how the eyes work because it took a second or two for him to actually take in what he was seeing on the couch... so things started out with a bright.
"Good afterno....." Then Quatre stopped, blinked and blushed, covering his mouth with his hand as his bright eyes twinkled over the top of his fingers.
End Part 6
Laekin
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