02-Sep-2000
Category: Adventure, DARK Angst, romance.
Pairings: 1x2, 3x4x5 (Combinations there of)
Rating: NC-17
Dislcaimer: Not mine, no money being made or sought.
NOTES: Okay, Emotional Angst gearing up here. In this part though we have a nice juicy LEMON for everyone, a Threesome to be exact with Trowa, Quatre and Wufei. As always, Bonne (bonnejeanne@yahoo.com) is the puppeteer for Wufei and I'm keeping track of Trowa and Quatre.
Trowa stood under the shower spray. The hot, near scalding water seemed to burn against his skin but he couldn't stop shivering.
*My god, what did I almost do.* His mind whirled madly around the events that had just unfolded, downstairs, in the study.
He shivered harder and slid down, sitting on the cool tiles, his knees drawn up to his chest and his face buried in the pink skin of his thighs. The water continued to pound down on his head and shoulders, flattening his hair across his scalp and hiding his features.
It had started out innocently, beautifully really. As he focused on the beginning, he could once again here Quatre and Wufei teasing each other in the study.
As Quatre stood against the door, brows lifted, his hand covering his mouth, waiting for an answer to his question, Wufei smothered an almost uncontrollable laugh of his own against Trowa's shoulder. Then he sat up slowly, pulling Trowa around till the tall boy was draped on his lap, also sitting.
"It's been rather good, yes." Wufei said, not releasing Trowa. "How was yours?"
Quatre battled for some sense of ... decorum. He did not remember this being covered in his many etiquette classes. He must have been sick the day they went over 'How to react when you walk into your study and find your handsome, studly lovers twined around each other in post coital bliss.' Stepping away from the door, briefcase in hand, Quatre tried for grace.
"It was quite eventful actually. We... got a lot done, I think." At the moment he couldn't seem to remember how the hell he got home let alone what he'd done that afternoon. He was busy trying not to stare. Staring was rude.
Wufei found himself enjoying the blonde's expression. "Yes... we got a lot done too," he said wickedly, then kissed Trowa's neck lingeringly.
Trowa had his face smothered in Wufei's neck. Hiding his blush and muffling his laughter. It was just too good. His arms remained wrapped around the naked shoulders and broad chest. He began to nibble and lick just behind Wufei's earlobe.
Quatre set the briefcase down on the desk, after a quick inspection to make certain that no activity had taken place on it's surface, then he plopped down in his chair and tried to assume a normal pose. Thanking Allah, his dress slacks were tailored a little loose in the groin and he'd never been more glad he was wearing boxers that day.
"I can... umm see that. You both look quite... tuckered out. " Jewel bright turquoise eyes twinkled over the arch his hands made just in front of his face. Now that he'd gotten over the initial shock he was rather enjoying the views.
Wufei arched his neck, offering a wider area to Trowa. His dark eyes gleamed as he watched Quatre sit. "Tuckered?" he said. "No... relaxed. But certainly not exhausted..." he said, drawing his fingers from Trowa's shoulder along his side, and wrapping around one slender hip possessively. "How about you," he said, turning to kiss Trowa briefly. "Tuckered out?"
Trowa's body trembled against Wufei's in a mix of sexual excitement and trying to hold in laughter. There was no way he was going to verbally enter into this contest, instead he relaxed in Wufei's arms and just let himself enjoy the play between his two lovers. His mouth eagerly seeking out Wufei's taste and feel, brushing against his lips briefly before moving on down across the Chinese boy's neck and collar bone.
Quatre watched the show and swallowed, tightly, feeling the need to shift a little in the soft leather chair and lick his lips suddenly. "Ah... all I did was sit around in meetings all day." At least.. that's what he thought he did. Right now his sexually active 17 year old mind was focused on just one thing; how good Wufei's hands felt when they gripped his hips possessively in a taking and how Trowa's lips could drive his neck wild. Quatre mentally kicked himself as he reached up and began to loosen his tie.
"Nothing.. tuckering in that." Quatre kept trying for nonchalant but it escaped him and he flushed. "Oh but you two look *good* right now."
Wufei bowed his head briefly. "Why thank you," he said in a low voice. He sighed, reacting as Trowa's kisses trailed across his skin. Under the green-eyed boy's rear, Wufei's 'dragon' began to stir. "You look.... overdressed.... and a bit too far away. Haven't you been sitting in chairs all day? There's room on the couch..." he said, running his hand along Trowa's thigh.
Trowa shifted to accommodate Wufei's length, the shift giving Quatre quite the view for a moment and his breath caught in his chest. He contemplated being ... difficult.. but decided, why? Shrugging out of his suit jacket and devesting himself of his vest, tie and belt Quatre stood, carefully. Stepping out of his shoes and socks he padded barefoot around the desk and approached the couch, unbuttoning his shirt as he approached. Trowa looked up from where he was nibbling on Wufei's shoulder and grinned wolfishly.
"Our own little strip show. There should be music." The green eyed boy relaxed into Wufei's hold, reaching out with one hand towards Quatre. Quatre caught Trowa's hand and nibbled softly on the fingers, suckling them into his mouth and his brows lifted.
"You two have been busy boys." Quatre purred softly, the shirt loose as he leaned over the arm of the couch.
"If you mean we've been fucking like minks, you would be correct," Wufei said, the wicked look still in his dark eyes. The blond was such a natural tease... it was extremely satisfying to be teasing him this time.
Pale brows lifted gracefully and he got an arch little expression on his face as he looked at Wufei and continued to fellatio Trowa's fingers. "I always miss all the fun."
Wufei trailed his hand from Trowa's thigh across his lap, covering him modestly... while rubbing his palm across the sensitive flesh. "Yes... you do miss some of the fun... but then you wouldn't be interested in what Trowa and I do together..." Wufei said nonchalantly and turned to nuzzle Trowa's neck and shoulder.
Trowa once again hid his face. While a part of him was getting a hell of a turn on listening to his two lover's banter, another part of him did not want to get caught in the heat that was going to explode from the teasing.
The touches felt so good that he just let himself sink into them, his free hand stroking across the broad shoulders while his other hand trembled where the little blonde's mouth worked him expertly. He nibbled and suckled greedily at Wufei's neck, nibbling around to nip at the other boy's throat.
Quatre watched this with heat in his eyes. He felt no twinge of jealousy not even a pinch. They looked *good* together as he had said and he knew that they did things for each other, just as special as what he shared with each of them. So he turned his attention towards Wufei. He released Trowa's fingers, his small hand reaching to run across the green eyed boy's thigh and hips.
"Oh, now I wouldn't say that." He leaned forward quickly and kissed the side of Wufei's mouth. Quick in and quick out, enough to catch a taste. "Mmm... I'd say there was a little fellatio going on, as well as... more.. invasive pursuits." His small hand found the spent tube and wiggled it teasingly at the pair. Turning, he teased Trowa with his teeth and lips... for now teasing Wufei by making him watch as he spoke. "So.. who was taking whom"
Wufei smiled slightly. He shook his head mysteriously. "Not as interesting as who.. is going to..." he said, closing his fingers around Trowa's cock, stroking him gently. You may have the fingers, his dark eyes seemed to say... He nuzzled Trowa again, and whispered very softly into his ear, "Remember once... you said you'd help me... revenge...."
Right now, Trowa was having a hard time remembering his shoe size. He was moaning and wriggling between them both. Green eyes, passion heavy, opened and tried to focus on Wufei, the pupils dilated in pleasure as he blinked a couple of times. Quatre leaned down and began nibbling along Trowa's flank and buttocks in a manner he knew drove the green eyed boy over the moon.
Quatre flickered his eyes over at Wufei. "Might have to go to plan B." The little blonde's voice was the husky growl it took on when he thought he was in control of the situation. His body tipped precariously over the arm of the couch as he nibbled down along the back of Trowa's bare thighs.
Wufei hid a grin. He could let the blond have control for a while... just not for long. He tilted Trowa's face up, gazing into the green eyes now clouded with pleasure. He shook his head slightly, letting Trowa see the grin in his eyes. Then he dropped his free hand on the blonde's head, burying fingers in pale silk and drawing him slowly, firmly up. It wouldn't pull unless Quatre resisted, and then not much. Call it a little test.
By Allah, Trowa tasted wonderful. There was Trowa's unique flavor and over laying it was Wufei's taste as well. The combination was exhilarating and intoxicating to Quatre's senses. He felt the hands in his hair and the gentle draw and at first he resisted because the combination of his two lovers was too sweet to give up but a part of him remembered the game and his eyes lifted with his head slightly to Wufei's command.
Wufei meet the aqua eyes and then drew Quatre closer, kissing him deeply.
Quatre could have held out and held onto that slight edge of arrogance that had entered him when they began the game but the kiss undid him. Tilting his head he whimpered softly into Wufei's mouth and returned the deep kiss, passion and love transmitted in that lock of lips, even as his arm slid around Trowa's body, holding the green eyed boy close.
Trowa opened eyes that felt too pleasure heavy to focus but he was glad he made the effort as he looked at Wufei and Quatre. The small, secretive smile that he sometimes wore coming to his features as he reached up, tenderly stroking both their faces.
Wufei sighed softly, releasing his blond lover's mouth. "What's plan B?" he asked, his mouth curving slightly. His hand in Trowa's lap continued to stroke the tall boy slowly.
Trowa just chuckled low in his throat and leaned back. Don't ask him, right now he couldn't have gotten HeavyArms out of a paperbag if he'd tried. Quatre quirked a pale brow upwards, crawling a little closer on the couch and since no one was going to do it for him, he shrugged out of his shirt, tossing it aside though the soft wool of his pants still brushed against both Trowa and Wufei's bare skin.
"I don't know koi... I thought you had some plan devised to make me pay for my wicked way. " Quatre purred as he leaned down, making an early evening meal of Wufei's broad chest, his fingers sliding down along Trowa's back and into the cleft of his buttocks, teasing from behind as gently as Wufei's teased from the front.
"Oh I do," Wufei said in a low growl. "And it is plan A. However, I have infinite patience in... this." His hand loosened from Quatre's mop of curls and traveled down the Arabian's body slowly, ending at the fastening of his pants. He'd become quite adept and one-handed releases.
Quatre turned and looked up at Trowa who just returned a look of 'boy are you in delicious trouble' then the green eyed boy leaned forward until he could capture Quatre's lips with his own.
Quatre's eyes closed as Trowa plundered his mouth and for a moment switched the tables on them. Feeling the solid, reassuring weight of Wufei against and beneath him, Trowa let a little of himself go and he bruised soft lips with a desperate and hungry kiss.
Quatre twitched a little, in surprise at the fierceness he felt from his green eyed lover and his hand scrambled a little as he wrapped it around Wufei, holding all three of them together even as he shifted his hips to make Wufei's job a little easier.
Wufei pushed the pants down over those delightful hips and then pushed the boxers down as well, leaving Quatre to step out of them. He felt Trowa's energy and kissed his shoulder approvingly. In a moment he was going to shuffle this deck. His hand moved back to Quatre's hip and his squeezed the firm curved.
Trowa gave a soft growl and leaned towards Wufei's touch, while never letting go of Quatre's mouth. Quatre stepped free of his clothing and slithered the rest of the way onto the couch, his legs tangling with Wufei and Trowa's as he spread his thighs to encompass them both, pressing into Wufei's hold. Trowa finally broke the kiss and ducked his head, delivering a very firm little bite onto the blonde's neck, forcing Quatre to arch his head up and also give a little cry of surprise once more.
Quatre's hand found Wufei's shoulder and slid around it to spear up into dark hair, wrapping himself around both of them till he could barely tell himself from the others. Pleasure caused his skin to flush and bruise a little under over eager teeth.
Wufei laughed softly in his throat. He kissed Trowa's ear, then released his hands from both his lovers for a moment. Reached through and between, he took Trowa's hips and lifted them slightly, sliding the tall boy off his lap and onto the couch, with his back leaning again the arm of the couch. Then he slid up, lifting himself over the back, moving quickly. This took him from between the two.
He leaned over, pulling Quatre a little further up onto the couch, placing his knees on the couch cushions with his head close to Trowa. He stroked the blond curls lovingly, then gently pressed, not a commend, but a firm suggestion, showing the green-eyed boy's lap beneath, his erection proud and hot.
Trowa got ahold of himself as Wufei shifted from between them. He looked up at the young dragon in a puzzled glance before he let himself be coaxed into laying back down against the pillows that rested at the arm of the couch. He sprawled his legs apart as Wufei then coaxed Quatre into position even though the little blond was a bit more difficult to shift as he kept trying to reach up over the back of the couch and recapture himself a dragon.
Trowa laughed softly watching the pair then he moaned in pleasure as Quatre finally got the idea and turned his attention to the green eyed boy's lap. Though eagerness thrummed through the body of their smallest lover, Quatre took his time in approaching the hard aching length, nibbling along thighs and hips before his lips greedily fastened onto Trowa's cock causing the tall boy to arch back and groan deeply.
Quatre's oral foreplay gave Wufei the moments he needed to move around from the back of the couch. Good thing it was a large one.. long as well as broad. Quatre bending down between Trowa's legs provided the exact perfect picture, his sweet rear high in the air. Wufei simply enjoyed the sight for a moment, and looked over the blonde's back to Trowa, sharing his reaction, though he knew Trowa might not be able to see it, lost in his own experience.
The next thing Quatre felt was a body moving behind him and a lubricant-coated finger invading him with a slow but deep thrust.
Trowa was lost beneath the pleasure of Quatre's mouth. He hadn't know just how sweet the little blonde's ability in this area was. However his dark emerald eyes kept track of the actions of Wufei, watching the naked boy come around the end of the couch he shivered a little, enjoying the view himself even as an irreverent little thought tickled his lust filled brain.
Concentrating on Trowa and on what he was finally being allowed to do to his green eyed lover, Quatre jumped a little as he felt the warmth press against the back of his thighs. His whole body shuddered and he moaned around Trowa's cock as he felt Wufei's finger press home and bucked back against it hard and desperate.
Wufei held Quatre's hips steady with one hand and he added a second finger and then a third to the one invading his lover. He thrust in as Quatre bucked back, finding the pleasure spot and hitting it several times, rapidly, his own cock aching with the sight of the blonde's reactions, as well as his actions between the green-eyed boy's legs. Then he slid those fingers out and replaced them with something large, hot and very stiff.
Trowa wanted to close his eyes and loose himself in the pleasure the blonde's mouth was inflicting on him but then he saw Wufei begin to move and he couldn't take his eyes off the sight of the young dragon taking his blond lover. In fact the green eyed boy shuddered hard as he watched, control becoming a tenuous thing as he felt Quatre's lips open as the little Arabian gasped in air and rocked back against the invasion.
Trowa growled, wanting the feel of that hot mouth to tighten back around him and he gave a quick thrust upwards against Quatre's throat, reaching up to tangle his long fingers in the pale silky hair, guiding Quatre's head back to business.
Wufei licked his lips, nodding approvingly at the green-eyed boy's actions, as he seated himself deep in his lover. Just this once the Arabian was going to have a little more to deal with that he was used to. Wufei gave his hips and little rotating twist as he thrust a second time, and one hand slid around the blonde's body and fastened on his cock, squeezing it gently in time to the slow thrusts.
All sorts of new sensations. Quatre didn't know where to focus. The wonderful taste in his mouth and the feel of Trowa's heartbeat against his tongue. The slow teasing thrusts coming from behind the feel of Wufei taking him, which always drove him wild. The hand where it pumped his aching flesh gentle... he was going to go into sensory overload!
However, Quatre was a Gundam Pilot and used to handle multiple imputes at any one time. He split his concentration a little till he could get his hips to start moving in time to Wufei's slow thrusts, internal muscles clenching and releasing the Chinese boy's cock in a tight milking action. His lips and tongue worked Trowa at the same pace, letting the green eyed boy's length brushed down the back of his throat where he swallowed and gobbled on it before drawing back up to tease the tip.
Trowa began to writhe beneath Quatre, moaning quite vocally for him as he tried to keep his eyes on Wufei at the same time. It was wonderful revenge and was turning him on almost to the point of madness as he began to thrust against Quatre's mouth, taking all control of the pace away from the Arabian.
Wufei groaned softly, smiling as he watched Trowa's pleasure, felt Quatre responding, feeling very wicked and very excited and pleased along with the incredible pleasure his body was experiencing. He changed the tempo from slow and teasing to faster... demanding... driving into Quatre's pleasure center with hungry power, as he stroked his blond lover to the same rhythm. He felt the delicious ache begin deep in his body and knew the dance was going to become frantic very quickly.
As soon as Wufei touched up the pace, the other two were lost. Trowa gave up as the sight of Wufei's body rearing back behind Quatre, thrusting blindly into him, triggered the same possessive need in his own thrusts as he took Quatre's mouth and throat. Quatre relaxed his throat muscles and moved to accommodate both his lovers, thrusting back against Wufei then forward to swallow Trowa, his own length twitched and pulsed hard in Wufei's hold.
Wufei felt Quatre surrender beautifully, as he was overtaken by his own hard shudder, burying himself in his lover, releasing hot fluid in that tight silken sheath as he cried out wordlessly, possessively, taking and surrendering at the same moment.
Trowa could feel the shudders running through both his lovers and he threw his head back over the arm of the couch as he thrust forward hard, then a couple of quick presses before he yielded his own climax over to the blond, his mouth opening but the scream was voiceless as he twisted and continued to thrust throughout his orgasm.
Quatre squirmed between them both, swallowing the essence of his green eyed lover, even as his body soaked up the fluid from his dark eyed love just behind. His own orgasm spilling across Wufei's fingers and Trowa's legs as he shuddered hard against both boys.
Wufei just barely caught himself, before collapsing on top of the little blond. He wrapped his arms around Quatre's waist in a tight hug and slipped back from his knees to a sitting position, breathing deeply, body vibrating with the aftermath of the amazing explosion that seemed to skip through them all like a chained array of bombs. Unbidden he felt a joyful laughed well up from somewhere inside his still shuddering body and gave in to it, throwing his head back ad he slid against the couch.
Quatre rose with Wufei, resting back against his chest with a little flop of his head. His hands reaching to stroke across Trowa's chest, caught by the green-eyed boy's hands and held them tightly over Trowa's heart. Both Quatre and Trowa smiled, warmly listening to the joyful laughter coming from their dragon. Trowa focused on the very pretty picture that Quatre and Wufei made against each other.
"You look, striking against each other like that." He whispered hoarsely.
Wufei gasped, catching his breath. He kissed Quatre soundly on the neck, dropping one hand around him and blew a kiss to Trowa.
"You looked... very... good... with a blond in your lap," Wufei managed, smiling. "And you," he said, biting Quatre's neck. "I have finally seen you at your absolute best!"
Quatre gave a soft little yelp as his neck was bitten and he squirmed back archly against Wufei. Hey, it might have been round 2 and 3 for them but he was just getting warmed up! Quatre turned and growled in mock fierceness as he nipped at Wufei's chin.
"Oh hoh! So you like watching me blow another guy with my ass in the air eh?"
At that, Trowa just couldn't hold it in any longer, he began to laugh and try to speak around the laughter. "Well Quatre, you always were a little weak at guarding your flank!"
Wufei grinned, reaching both arms around the blond to applaud Trowa's quip. He nibbled Quatre's ear and growled, "Yes... I like watching you swallow Trowa's cock and offer you sweet ass to mine... surprised?"
Trowa blushed prettily, he was still getting the hang of the racy conversation. Quatre had no such inhibitions as he nibbled avidly on Wufei's jawline. "Hmmm, I never would have known you could have such.. lascivious pleasures, however I must admit to enjoying, tasting him while feeling you."
Quatre waggled his brows down at Trowa. "Perhaps next time we can try it with me on my knees and you two standing. "
Trowa went about as red as a beet and pulled a pillow over his hot face, trying to dispel the image and at the same time savor it.
Wufei rubbed his hands along Quatre's chest, finding and teasing the blonde's nipples. "Don't be surprised if you get knee pads and lip gloss for your birthday," he growled, watching Trowa squirm.
Trowa's broad chest heaved with suppressed laughter as the green eyed boy hid his burning face in the pillows. Quatre watched Trowa for a moment, then turned twinkling bright eyes up at Wufei. "No, tight jeans for your viewing pleasure while I'm on my knees sucking him off?"
If Trowa squirmed anymore all three of them were going right off the couch!
"No tight jeans for you..." Wufei growled back, "In fact we may just start checking your clothes at the door.... less to fuss with later." He followed this absurdity with another, "Now lets talk about that nickname Duo gave you on the 4th..."
Quatre groaned, though it was more to the pleasure coming from his chest and the way Wufei was touching him. Trowa peeked out from under the pillow and raised an impressed brow as he watched the little blond get turned on again. Then he pushed the pillow away and grinned wickedly up at Wufei. "It does seem.. apropos now, wouldn't you say?"
"Quite apropos," Wufei agreed, teething on Quatre's earlobe. "It brings up all kinds of interesting possibilities. Don't you think... FC?"
Trowa lifted his head. It had been fun. The three of them on the couch. Quatre's mouth skillfully engulfing his length while Wufei took the little blond from behind. Fingercuffs indeed! Trowa shuddered as the sensual images assaulted his senses and he leaned his head back against the tiles of the shower stall.
If only they had stopped there. If only he could go back and erase what followed.
Quatre had still been pretty riled up, even after the vigorous sex the three of them shared. His blond hair had looked beautiful spread out across Wufei's tan chest as the little Arabian savaged a nipple with heated intensity.
Wufei's eyes had gleamed a wickedly sensual black as he looked down at his smallest lover, holding the blonde's back against his powerful chest. He'd asked Trowa to go check out the bottom left hand drawer of Quatre's desk.
Though he was reluctant to leave the arousing picture his two lover's made, Trowa had gotten up and padded naked to the desk. In the drawer he'd found a small number of, toys. He'd been a little surprised by their appearance, since neither he nor Quatre had ever used such before.
"Pick something." Wufei encouraged gently.
Trowa looked back down at the collection. He set aside the fingercuffs, really unsure about their purpose beyond keeping Quatre amused in boring conference meetings, the vibrator also got put back into the drawer.. he just.. did not want to know. So that left the handcuffs. Trowa studied them with a thoughtful expression on his features.
He was no innocent, he knew how they could be used in theory... and he'd seen them used in practice. He would never have suggested such a thing on his own and in fact he could feel a very fine trembling in his body at the thoughts the handcuffs brought to him.
In the end he looked up and over at the couch where Quatre was busily tormenting Wufei. There really wouldn't be a better time to... explore what would happen, though Trowa was still hesitant. Closing the drawer, he carried the small silver bracelets back over to the couch.
"Mmm... these..."
End Part 7
Laekin
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