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It was a beautiful day. Heero loved taking a bath at the waterfall. He remembered how all the nymphs used to roam this forest. They couldn't anymore. Human beings were moving in deeper and deeper everyday. They couldn't get along with human beings, for they would only try to use the nymphs for self-pleasure... He loved human beings. They were so vulnerable.
Heero wanted to protect them. Heero looked at where Trowa and Quatre dived. He noticed water bubbles forming on the surface. Hn. They were making out.
Again. So what else is knew? Heero had to watch Trowa and Quatre screw each other silently all the time, whenever they came down to the forest to take a bath. He sighed. Heero felt lonely all by himself. He wished that he would be able to show a person how much he loved him. How could he? No one wanted to be with him. They all had someone. He glanced at the waterfall. Wufei was meditating. Again. Wufei never talked to Heero when the nymphs came down to take a bath. Heero somehow knew that even Wufei was taken by someone else. He was the only one without a love.
Life is not fair.
Wufei sighed contently as the icy water splashed on his shoulder. He needed to cool down. Taking a bath was a good way. Wufei thought about where he was the other day. Yes, he was at Treize's kingdom in the volcano. Treize was the Guardian of that Volcano. Even in that temperature, Treize somehow grew a rose garden. Therefore, the kingdom smelled nice despite all the lava exploding. Wufei met Treize when Wufei went to investigate the overflowing lava at the region. Wufei was mad, for this explosion caused the forest to burn a bit, so he challenged Treize to a duel and Wufei lost. After the duel, he remembered Treize kissing him.
I guess it's what those onnas say. Love at first sight
Wufei's mind clouded as he saw a naked Treize. He started to meditate.
Treize is on me... Treize is on me... Treize is on me...
Heero watched Wufei. Wufei seems to be in another world.
Heero sighed. No one wanted to talk with him.
I could be a good boy friend too... I'll show my love that...
Heero's little fantasy was destroyed.
"Trowaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"
An otter flew out of the water as she soared through the sky. It was Catherine the otter. Again. That girl was so annoying. Stupid otter thought that Trowa was her brother. If it was only that, it wouldn't be that bad. But that stupid animal had fallen in love with Trowa.
When Trowa reached for Quatre, Quatre pushed away playfully as he secretly cast a spell that wouldn't allow Trowa to use any magic. "Uh, uh. You can't have me that easy, Tro-chan," Quatre waved his finger at him. Then he started to swim to the surface. "Come and get me... if you can."
Trowa blinked couple of times when his blond angel swam away from him.
He was amused. *God, Quatre is mad sexy* and with thought, Trowa went after Quatre. He was going to make Quatre beg for him. Quatre knew what Trowa was thinking.
We'll see about that, koi
Quatre let out an evil cackle and cast an invisibility spell on himself.
When Trowa reached the surface, Quatre was nowhere in sight. Trowa looked around furiously, but he only saw Heero floating in the water and Wufei meditating under the waterfall. He sighed. Maybe Quatre would turn up if he waited. He swam toward Heero.
"Hey, Heero."
"Hn." Silence.
"Beautiful day?"
"Hn."
Sweatdrops. Trowa sighed. He needed some drink. He snapped his finger. To his surprise, nothing appeared. He snapped couple of times in frustration but nothing happened.
"Heero, can you get me some wine?" Trowa asked Heero.
"Hn." With that, Heero snapped his finger and a 1000-year-old wine and two wineglasses made out of crystal fell out of the sky. Trowa caught them with ease. Ah, this was a good wine. Trowa poured a glass to Heero.
"Say Heero, have you seen Quatre?"
"Hn," was Heero's answer but he knew that Quatre was watching Trowa right at this moment. He did not care, for it had nothing to do with him.
*They could screw each other all day long and I wouldn't careless
Trowa sighed for he knew he wouldn't get Heero to chat with him. With a shrug, Trowa poured himself a glass of wine. Fellow nymphs told him to drink wine slowly, but he didn't care. He finished the glass in one gulp and poured one after the other.
Quatre smiled at his lover. Good. Trowa was off-guard now. He wouldn't sense him at this state. He silently cast another spell on Trowa. This one would take effect when he arrived to claim him. Quatre smiled. His plan was perfect. It was going to be him screwing not Trowa.
Oh yeah. You will writhe under me, my love. Until I am satisfied, you shall stay that way to please me.
Suddenly, Heero sensed Quatre coming near them. Quatre was coming for Trowa. Heero looked at Trowa, but he did not seem to sense Quatre's power. Something was wrong. Could it be that Trowa was under a spell? He remembered Trowa not being able to summon up the wine. He knew.
Quatre, you dirty, you...
Before Heero could finish his thoughts, Quatre was in front of him, his eyes gleaming with lust. Heero looked at Trowa. Trowa couldn't move his body at all. His throat had constricted and he couldn't even talk. Trowa stared at Heero with bewildered look. Slowly, Quatre placed his arms around Trowa's masculine chest and said, "I am here to claim what is mine." Trowa shuddered when Quatre's legs started to wrap around his.
"Suit yourself," Heero replied. Right after that, Quatre pulled Trowa to his body and they started to sink. When they were underwater, Trowa was turned around to face Quatre.
"I love your lips when they're wet with wine and red with a wild desire," Quatre observed drolly, sweeping him with another divesting perusal. He cupped a hand against his throat and watched his eyes grow increasingly limpid as he brushed a thumb carressingly along the underside of his finely boned jaw. No smallest trace of reluctance or aversion could he discern in her expression. Indeed, if he could perceive anything from the softening of his expression, he'd be inclined to think he relished his touch as some splendid enjoyment. To test his theory more fully, he bent near and pressed a lingering kiss against his forehead. A sigh escaped from Trowa. Quatre bent low with bold purpose, causing Trowa's breath to catch in his throat as he became aware of his intent. He shivered in anticipation when Quatre devoured his length. It was difficult to focus on anything as the waves of bliss washed over him.
Trowa felt his body relax. He felt as if he was being released from a spell slowly. Quatre knew that the stop spell he had casted was wearing off. He had wanted that to happen. The stop spell was cast to stop Trowa from running away from him. Now Trowa was his and Quatre knew that Trowa wouldn't try to escape now. The corners of Trowa's mouth curved slowly upward in a poignant smile as he threaded slender fingers through his love's thick hair. Leaning down, Quatre brushed his lips against his temple and then, with his fine teeth, nipped at the uppermost part of Trowa's ear. His hand slipped down Trowa's back until it reached his buttock. Encompassing its fullness, Quatre lifted Trowa up snugly against him, making him vividly aware of his unyielding passion.
"So kiss me sweet with your warm wet mouth, still fragrant with ruby wine." Trowa opened his mouth to speak when Quatre claimed his mouth and ravaged its honeyed depths with rapacious greed, searching, demanding, devouring all that was within reach of his tongue. Trowa trembled, fully aware of Quatre's arousal that was now rubbing against him. Quatre's opening mouth seized his again with impassioned fervor, snatching his thoughts away, as he demanded his response. Tentatively he yielded his lips and tongue to the flaming heat of his kiss until the fire began to rage out of control. Quatre's mouth blazed a fiery trail over his chests, licking, suckling, and devouring as his thigh overlapped between the sleekness of his. Quatre slowly teased Trowa with the heat of his desires, stroking his manliness against his loin. Trowa gasped in excitement and grinded his hip against Quatre. Trowa's breath caught at the sensations he created within him as his fingers began to ply his flesh. Trowa began to writhe and pant but Quatre pressed him down, unwilling to desist until he was truly his.
"Please, Quatre." Trowa reached his hand behind and pulled his head near and kissed him with all the passion he had awakened within him.
Quatre couldn't resist anymore. "Oh, my koi... there's no turning back now. You're mine," he breathed. Trowa lifted his hips to Quatre's in an unmistakable invitation. Quatre's breath wafted from him in a sigh of overwhelming relief before he lowered his mouth and kissed Trowa's neck with tender ardor. Suddenly a burning pain pierced Trowa's loins, wrenching a gasp from him as the steely shaft drove home.
In a moment all thoughts of pain were swept behind Trowa when Quatre began to caress his loins with his. The slow, smooth, rhythmic thrusts seemed so effortless on his part; a long, leisured stroking that massaged the pain away... Trowa felt as he was in heaven. Both of them called out each other's name, full with love. Trowa released his seeds all over the water gasping in pleasure. Quatre thrusted some more and had a release shortly after. Trowa's energy had been drained but Quatre's sturdy chest provides support until his world settled back into place.
"Your body and soul is mine. You're mine Trowa."
"Ah. I am yours, my koi." Trowa replied with love.
Couple floated to sleep in each other's arms.
=End Part III=
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