25-Jul-2000
Title: Shades of Red
Author: Laekin (seregill@aol.com) and bonnejeanne (bonnejeanne@yahoo.com)
Archive: GW Addiction & Darkflame if she wishes
Category: yaoi, angst
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 1x2, 5x4x3 (or some weird order of the same)
Warnings: LEMON in this section
Spoilers: Series, EW but not really
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing characters and universe are the property of the
copyright owners. Our stuff is ours. No money being made here. As with all
our fics so far, while our goal is to stay as in character as possible, any
discrepancies are our mistakes.
Feedback: Any and all comments, feedback, critiques welcome, be they short or long.
Trowa led Wufei out to the quiet of the willows. He was silent as he spread the blanket out across the ground, getting it positioned the way he wanted it. Then he turned and held his hand out to the Chinese boy. His green eyes were nearly black under the moonlight but lit with an inner passion that rarely showed itself at the surface.
Wufei took Trowa's hand, his expression a little bemused but obedient. He could sense something unusual was in the offing. His eyes held questions but his lips remained silent.
Seduction was not Trowa's strong point. However, he was on a mission. Pulling Wufei onto the blanket under the graceful sweep of the willows, he pressed the young dragon's hands down by his sides with a firm touch that spoke of 'stay' Then he reached up and began to slowly undo the buttons of Wufei's shirt. As he bared skin, he leaned down and pressed a soft kiss, following the path of the opening buttons as they went till he gracefully sank to his knees in front of the other boy.
Wufei sighed, the light kisses causing him to shiver slightly. He watched Trowa, wondering what the quiet boy was thinking. The sight of Trowa on his knees sent hot flashes through Wufei's body and he swallowed.
Trowa was tall enough that he was still on a level with the other boy. Once he had the shirt open, he reached up, looking up into dark eyes and letting even more fire burn in his own quiet gaze as he took the shoulders of Wufei's shirt and yanked it down, pinning the other boy's arms to his side in the fabric.
It was just tight enough and hard enough to be feral and passionate, yet the clothing held in such a way that all Wufei had to do was wriggle to free his arms. With the upper torso of his lover bared, Trowa reached up to make a meal of that exposed skin with his hands. Stroking open-palmed caressed across taut, well-defined musculature.
Wufei held himself still, his head tilting back as he felt Trowa's hands touching his skin. He didn't make any attempt to free himself from the slight restraint, still wondering what thoughts were spinning in Trowa's mysterious mind. His body responded to the stimulation by sending blood to his crotch. He felt himself harden and push against the fabric of his pants. The only subsequent response he allowed himself was a slight rocking, which caused his clothing to rub just a bit against his swelling organ.
Trowa was well aware of the heat near his face but he was concentrating on how silky Wufei's skin felt under his questing fingers. Licking his lips he continued to watch Wufei's face as he finally broke his silence. "Quatre, was talking about this with me one night when you weren't with us. It's... more his style then mine but... " Trowa gave a wolfish grin and his green eyes gleamed. "Let's see if I can rise to the occasion."
With that he leaned forward, lavishing the trapped length through the cloth with his tongue, nibbling and nipping through fabric as his fingers found their way lazily down along Wufei's chest towards the drawstring of his trousers.
Wufei groaned deeply as Trowa teased his body through the fabric. "Oh Trowa..." he gasped softly. "I don't... have I... " Wufei swallowed his words, struggling with the feeling that he'd precipitated something the tall boy might not be comfortable with. He settled for sliding gracefully down to his knees as well, seeking to look into those shadowed eyes. "I'm not *that* needy," he managed, though his body was giving him quite a different report.
Trowa quirked up a brow in a very Winnerish mannerism...'you dare to thwart my wishes?' He stood and gently took Wufei's arms, guiding the other boy back up to his feet and rubbing his hands along those trapped limbs for a moment before brushing the shirt the rest of the way off. Leaning forward he pressed a soft kiss to Wufei's forehead, whispering "We are not about to do anything that I don't *want* to do. I want to explore new territory with you, Chang Wufei... will you explore with me?" He paused and looked down into dark eyes, his expression serious and at the same time tender.
Wufei moved his freed arms around Trowa, drawing them together. He kissed Trowa's neck and said softly, "I'll do anything you want, as long as you promise you will let me give as well as take from you. I don't wish to simply be a need you have to fill..."
Trowa nuzzles the top of Wufei's head gently, "I have no doubt that you will give me everything I could desire Wufei." With a kiss to the top of dark hair, Trowa sank back down onto his knees in front of Wufei. Once again, he took his time, showing an incredible patience as he stroked the front of the other boy's chest, fingers lightly teasing sensitive nipples, then delivering quick blood raising pinches, only to come back and sooth again. He waited until he could feel the deepening of his lover's breathing before he allowed himself to move his hands back down along the Chinese boy's pants. Loosening the drawstring he gently edged the waistband over taut flesh, stripping the light pants down off Wufei's legs in an almost worshipful manner.
Wufei stepped out of the pants, his freed cock standing proudly erect. His body was aroused and excited, his blood moving hotly through his veins. He watched Trowa, marveling that such a beautiful creature seemed so intent on he, Wufei.
Once he had Wufei naked, Trowa's hands moved to stroke along well-formed thighs and legs, touching every part of his lover except his groin. That he left alone for now. Long slender fingers even spent time dancing across little toes before stroking back up along the other boy's instep and along the back of his knee. Scooting forward a little, Trowa let his hands continue their trek up along the back of Wufei's thighs till he cupped rounded buttocks, gripping them tightly as he drew the other boy towards him, delivering the softest of kisses to the proud throbbing flesh just in front of his face.
Wufei groaned softly, holding his body still with an effort Trowa could feel in the tension of his muscles. He moved his shoulders slightly, just to try and ease the shivers that each light touch brought. When Trowa's lips touched his cock, he groaned again, the tone deep with uncontrollable excitement. He felt he must move or loose control right there, so he slowly reached out one hand and trailed fingers against Trowa's smooth cheek.
Trowa did not protest the light touch. He continued slowly, wonderingly along Wufei's length, lapping it with his tongue in quick almost tentative movements that grew more and more bold. With luck, Wufei would never know that this was one act that even Quatre would never *ask* Trowa to do. Accept as a gift.. yes.. but never ask. In fact Trowa's mind was busy replacing memories from long ago with the new sensations, and he began to feel more bold as he worked his way along the underside of Wufei's shaft. The tip of his tongue finding the sensitive ridge and head and lashing the skin there vigorously as he lapped up early drops of moisture. Showing an almost charming mixture of skill and yet an almost virginal wonder at the act he was performing.
Wufei had no understanding of the subtext being enacted but he would never have asked this of either of his two new lovers. His own nature was remarkably dual. In some senses his was very aggressive, and if teased or flirted with, would respond with a passionate ferocity, but in other ways his long-held discipline made him an almost-passive lover, holding himself back in order to prevent the over-stepping of unseen boundaries. He felt incredible pleasure at the exploration of his most sensitive flesh, and his body had its own reactions, as mindless as an animal's, but he exerted himself to hold his body still. His fingers trailed up to touch the soft brown hair, then he crossed his arms over his chest, his muscles tense. His hips rocked very slightly, but he held himself from the animal instinct to thrust into that warm mouth before him. It was a struggle worthy of Chang Wufei.
Trowa was positively intrigued by the velvety smoothness his lips were encountering. It was one thing to feel with your fingers, another with your lips and tongue. He couldn't quite help the gentle little nibble he gave at the very tip, kissing quickly to apologize, then nibbling again. Finally he took a breath and parted his lips. He wasn't overly sure how best to do this, he'd never really been given a choice in the past, so he went slowly, testing his own control and gag reflex as he slid tight lips and an active tongue down to sheath the tasty flesh of his lover. A curious little noise issued in his throat and made the warm cavern of his mouth vibrate.
Wufei groaned deep in his chest as Trowa's teeth grazed his cock, and then a deeper groan escaped as he felt himself slide into the warm, wet enclosure. His body tensed, holding steady. Any part of Trowa that brushed against him, whether against his leg, stomach or any other part, would feel the hard tensing of the muscles throughout Wufei's body. His eyes were closed and as the torment and pleasure increased, a slight curving of his lips could be seen. He was fully engaged in the effort to master this, to accept the pleasure without giving in to the need to respond by moving. It seemed to intensify the sensations even more so.
Trowa wriggled his nose as it brushed up against Wufei's taut belly, then he drew back, drawing his lips back up along that shaft. For the first couple of passes he was pretty.. well.. up down.. up down... then he got more creative. Varying the strength of his suckle, or pulling back and lashing at the head with his tongue, or only drawing back a little and then swallowing with his throat muscles. His fingers began to get into the act as well, slipping between Wufei's buttocks and teasing the tight muscles of his entrance massaging them gently and coaxing them towards relaxing.
Wufei gasped as Trowa varied his oral caresses, and his hips moved, only a little, as he caught himself. Then the teasing fingers at his rear upset his balance again, and he took a sudden, almost sobbing breath. Control returned, as perspiration began beading and sliding down along his skin. "Tro-trowa..." he gasped. "I'm... ohhhh... it's...." a deep shudder began inside his body, as the sensation flooded his mind, pushing him up to the edge and then tipping him over it. His hand moved out, urging Trowa back, as he felt as incredible flood of pleasure surge from his deepest point rising to be released.
For a moment confused, Trowa allowed himself to be pushed back but he didn't quite move back enough. So.. he didn't swallow.. but instead took the whole of Wufei's climax across his face and hair. Perhaps a little startled as hot liquid slid down across his fine-boned features, the moonlight making the pearly drops glisten like diamonds in dark velvet in his rich aurburn hair. Trowa sat back on his heels, licking at the rivlets that dripped down along his cheeks and across his slightly bruised lips.
The climax was so intense that Wufei barely moaned, releasing himself without being able to control where it went. Once spent, his still-shuddering body began to slide down to the ground, his knees bending as he slipped down, catching himself on his hands before ending up on his back, staring up at the stars with a dazed expression.
Trowa reached quickly and helped guide Wufei down onto the blanket beside him. Reaching up he unbuttoned his own shirt as he spread the other boy out on the blanket on his back, leaning over him and smiling with wicked shyness down into dazed dark eyes. Bending he nibbled along Wufei's neck to his ear, whispering softly, "Now that I have you all pliable... I wonder what I should do to you next."
The last softly growled as Trowa pauses and lets his hand travel across sweat damp silken skin, obviously marveling in the feel.
Wufei's head moved from side to side. "Trowa..." he managed. "Oh.... god..." That was about it for a few breaths. "I... you.... oh god...."
Finally he reached a hand up and gently wiped a little of the wet stuff from Trowa's cheek. "S-sorry," he managed, his mouth crooking slightly.
Trowa turned and quickly captured that finger, suckling the taste off it before he released it and bent down to kiss Wufei's lips softly. "I'm not." He whispered tenderly against the other boy's mouth before he was once again on the move, trailing kisses down along Wufei's throat. His hands busy with the catch of his jeans, getting the tight fabric open and his aching flesh released... whew.. sometimes zippers were tricky things. He didn't move to get completely undressed however, just opening enough of his clothes so that the important equipment was bared. His was mouth eager as it moved lower along that powerful chest, his hands leading the way, coaxing Wufei's legs apart.
Wufei turned his head, watching Trowa. He leaned up on his elbows and moved his legs apart obediently.
Trowa slid over one of those legs, settling his broad shoulders in between Wufei's thighs and reaching with his hands to take hold of the other boy's hips and lift upwards. His tongue spent a few moments cleaning the limp flesh before he delved deeper behind those secrets. Taking his own sweet time exploring every inch of sensitive flesh he found, till his tongue made a quick pass across tight muscles.
Wufei groaned, feeling his body jolt back to life quickly. He decided to be helpful... although it might not be what Trowa wanted... flexing his legs, which could propel him from flat on his back to standing in a combat situation, he twisted instead, one leg moving up and over Trowa bent head. Trowa suddenly found himself no longer between those legs but beside Wufei, who had flipped himself neatly over to his stomach. He gathered himself up, resting on his hands and knees, and looked over his shoulder at Trowa with an inquiring, almost quizzical expression. As if to say, 'how's this? if not I can try something else...'
A small functioning part of Trowa's mind amusedly supplied him with a groan. How was it that he'd managed to get tangled up with two of the quickest, wriggliest lovers on the planet? However, he grinned at Wufei and turned to deliver a quick hard nip to a powerful flank. Not enough to break skin but it would probably leave a nice little possessive bruise there for a few days. Ahh.. new territory to explore. Trowa's hands went to work along that well toned back as he nuzzled back down to what he had been exploring before Wufei flipped around.
Wufei grunted softly at the bite, but didn't flinch away. He moved his head a little, circling his neck to relieve the tense muscles. Trowa in turn might have very little idea how rarely Wufei had been willing to put himself in such a position, vulnerable to another male. This would be different, he promised himself, his back arching as he responded to Trowa's touches.
Or he might have a pretty damn good idea... if not of the actual fact of the feeling. Trowa settled down to spend a good amount of time in gently touching and teasing his lover, his hands moving softly across the bared back and through dark hair. The touches hot and passionate but at the same time delivered with that special tenderness that seemed to coat all the tall boy's actions. After awhile he drew one hand back, sliding it across powerful ass muscles before replacing his tongue with the tip of a finger, stroking and massaging as he sat up and dug the small tube out of his pocket. The lubricant warmed from time spent next to his body, it probably didn't even register until that finger pressed forward seeking entrance.
Wufei groaned softly, muscles tensing, then relaxing at his will. His elbows bent, lowering his upper body slightly and tilting his rear upwards in a clear offering. His body allowed Trowa's finger to enter, then closed around it tightly, squeezing. Wufei closed his eyes, taking a deep breath and the muscles again relaxed. He began mentally repeating Trowa's name silently as a mantra to help him try and control a body that was straining to react in many different ways, some of them wanting, others flinching.
Trowa moved slowly, though the effort was telling on him as witnessed by the way his breathing had become heavy in almost desperate pants. Still his touch was gentle as he prepared the other boy before him, not moving forward to replace his fingers with something else until *he* was comfortable with Wufei's readiness. Setting himself against that tight muscle he pressed forward with careful rocks of his hip. A little further each time as those well trained muscles admitted him. His head fell forward resting in the middle of Wufei's back as he moaned softly, his muscles tense with the strain of keeping his own body from driving forward and finding its hard earned pleasure in those tight wonderfully hot muscles.
Persistence won out and in time Trowa gave the little buck that seated his body within his lover's. He reached forward then, enough taller that he could stretch out across Wufei's back and lean forward to lay his hands across the back of Wufei's hands, tangling their fingers together and gripping tightly.
As Trowa stretched over his back, he felt the body beneath him, lungs moving to take deep breaths. Wufei tilted his head back, and, feeling Trowa above and behind him turned his head blindly to nuzzle the other boy where ever he could reach. His breathing was becoming more rapid as he began loosing some of the careful control, the sensation of being filled so completely driving him more than a little crazy. He made a little half questioning, half demanding sound in his throat and suddenly his hips surged back against Trowa as if trying to take him deeper when he was already fully inside.
Trowa leaned forward to nuzzle soothingly against the side of Wufei's face, delivering tender kisses to the other boy's temples and the side of his jaw. He gave a quick gasp at that buck and leaned to whisper teasingly. "Want something, do you?" And just as quickly he drew his hips back and then pressed forward. Bending his knees slightly and angling with unerring accuracy for that bundle of nerves.
Wufei gasped, head tossing back, as the sudden thrust sent a shudder of pleasure through his body. "Yes!" he moaned softly, his tone almost begging. "P-please..."
"Sshhhss," Trowa soothed immediately. He didn't need to hear his lover beg. Then he laid his cheek in the middle of Wufei's shoulder blades, hearing the rapid hammering of the other boy's heart as he began to move in earnest. His eyes drifted shut as pleasure assaulted his own senses and in very little time his hips were moving of their own volition. He finally couldn't stand it and reared back, a little, grasping his hands against Wufei's shoulders in an awkward hug as he began to thrust blindly, gasping hard over and over.
Wufei cried out, his voice spiraling up in a surprisingly musical moan as his body began to shudder from the intensity of the pleasure Trowa was pounding into him. He closed his eyes and gave up control entirely, his body bucking back against the tall boy, his breathing harsh and almost sobbing. He cried out again, and suddenly his internal muscles went wild, clenching and releasing over an over as he was swept in another climax, just as intense though from a different source of pleasure.
Trowa's body couldn't hold out against the spasming muscles around his length. He'd already exercised as much control as he could in this session and he was tumbling right behind his lover with a hard cry. "Wufei... oh damn it Chang." His head falling forward once again as he braced his arms hard to keep from falling on top of his lover as his body shuddered and spilled itself into Wufei's accepting form. Muscles went limp and like liquid, his arms trembling against Wufei's as he fought to hold himself upright, panting hard.
Wufei heard Trowa's voice and his words seemed to cap the Chinese boy's physical and emotional pleasure spiral. Something that almost sounded like a laugh emerged from his throat and then his muscles suddenly decided to heck with all this and his body slid down, flattening on his stomach against the blanket, smearing the liquid of his release against his stomach. He simply lay quietly, breathing hard, waiting for some part of him to recover enough to move.
Trowa gave a little wince as their bodies separated, then with a low groan fell over on his back to the other side, letting his head rest in the fragrant grass growing beneath the willow. The sky looked so beautiful up through the trees branches. His hand found his lover's shoulder, tracing tender patterns along the sweat-slicked skin as he concentrated on getting his own breathing back to normal.
After a while, Wufei turned on his side and leaned his upper body up on one arm. He looked down at Trowa with a very sweet expression. "Am I dead?" he asked conversationally.
Trowa reached a still shaky hand and traced it down along Wufei's neck and throat, opening the palm and laying it against his heart, feeling the heavy healthy thud for a couple of beats before smiling gently. Looking up into dark eyes, his own filled with love and gentleness as he whispered. "No, you feel wonderfully alive and real to me."
Wufei sighed. He bent and kissed Trowa deeply, before lifting his head and said, "I was thinking of heaven and rewards and all that. Do you.... have any idea what you just did?"
Trowa smiled softly to the earlier words continuing his gentle stroking. At the last words his hand stilled and he looked quickly towards his lover with a touch of concern in his green eyes. He was pretty sure Wufei had... had... enjoyed it.. hadn't he? "Wha... what, lover?"
Wufei took Trowa's hand and kissed the palm. "You gave me back... well... my soul. What there is of it, anyway. I lost it... a bit ago... to a man who... took it as his due."
Trowa winced. Anger flashed through his green eyes, a protective and slightly possessive expression that spoke of wanting to inflict injury on whoever would injure that which he found precious. He quickly mastered himself and opened his arms, guiding Wufei down to his chest and wrapping his arms around the other boy, holding him in a warm sheltered embrace. "It... was my pleasure Wufei, and my honor."
Wufei smiled, and shook his head. "No..." he said softly. "It was... *your* due. Some people can only take. Some give, even when they are taking. That's who you are. I love you, Trowa."
The green-eyed boy took a deep breath and kissed the top of Wufei's head, resting his cheek on the silky fine dark hairs. "I love you Chang. Don't ever believe that I wouldn't gladly give you anything and everything that I can."
Wufei leaned up, making Trowa lean back and look up. "Hush. That I knew already. I just didn't know if it would harm you." He looks around, reaching around to pinch Trowa lightly here and there. "Hn. Doesn't seem to have. So..." he shrugged and then smiled suddenly.
Trowa laughed that soft rich sound like velvet across skin. "Unless you count a close case of blue balls and... well protein in my hair. " He winked.. he actually winked at Wufei on that one.
Wufei laughed. His laugh was probably as rare as Trowa's and again had hints of a musical voice that was usually held in a much more controlled mode. "Next time... if there is a next time... move back, baka," he said, licking Trowa's cheek.
Trowa gave a low chuckle. "Oh.. I don't know. It was startling but kinda nice in a way. Had all the taste I could ask for and I didn't have to rush to gobble it all up in one swallow." His hands moved across Wufei's body as he relaxed. "Do you want to stay out here tonight?"
Wufei relaxed back, planting a kiss on Trowa's bare chest. "I really don't care," he said softly. "I'm not entirely sure where I am anyway. Nirvana?"
"Hmmm..."Trowa watches the sway of the tree limbs." Nirvana... close I think." In a more serious tone he asked, "Do you want to go gather up Quatre? Or shall we leave him with Duo and Heero?"
Wufei sighed softly. Then he smiled, a very young, very light expression that seemed to peel years from his face. "Why should they have all the fun?" he said, and sat up, offering Trowa a hand.
Trowa gave a quick bark of laughter and took the hand, getting up to his feet and reaching to button his jeans, looking at Wufei in his naked glory. "I don't have a problem with you running around in the buff and I know Quatre doesn't... going to show off for Duo and Heero also?" He teased gently.
Wufei looked back shrugging. "Why, you think they'd have a problem with it?"
Shaking his head, Trowa took Wufei's hand leading him towards the house. "Somehow.. I seriously doubt it as long as you don't."
"Right now I don't have a problem with anything," Wufei said, following with a relaxed smile on his face.
Fin
Last Note:
Apologies to any who think the ending a little abrupt. This was supposed to
be about the shuttle hijacking and it's aftermath and that story is
complete. Unresolved personal situations will continue to unfold in the
other fics of this series, such as Partners Not Lovers and another piece
coming out tonight posted by Laekin called Shades of Love.
Laekin and bonnejeanne
Please send comments to: Seregill@aol.com or bonnejeanne@yahoo.com