01-Sep-2000
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 6x5; 1+2
Archive: Yes to GW Addiction; others ask.
Disclaimer: This represents an amateur effort. Money is not being made
from the writing of this story.
Warnings: Here there be Lemon! Sap, humor...
Feedback: Yes!
-- Galadriel
~Zechs~
I hadn't expected him to react so passionately. His lips parted, pleading for my invasion. My tongue met his, and I felt my heart increase its pace. I drew him close. I felt his pulse quickening under my touch. He seemed to want it as badly as I did.
A voice floated over the table. "Hey, lovebirds, we're getting ready to cut the cake."
We pulled back simultaneously, color rising on both of our faces. I wondered how long he'd been standing there.
"Thanks, Duo. Did you find Trowa?" I tried to keep my voice steady, but part of me wanted to choke him for interrupting. I hadn't loosened my hold on Wufei, but he didn't seem to be protesting.
"Yeah, he's okay. Jumped down right before the thing took off and landed on Howard."
I looked at him, puzzled.
"Howard passed out. I guess he had too much punch." His eyes sparkled, and his face looked a little flushed. Maybe he'd had a little of the punch... How long had he been standing there, anyway?
Wufei stirred in my arms. The blush that had crept up his face at our discovery had faded, and he was moving into a sitting position. "I'd never have taken you for a voyeur, Maxwell."
I suppressed a smirk and drew myself into a sitting position as well, hoping that my unsatisfied desire wasn't too evident.
~Wufei~
Duo, still flushed, grinned at me unrepentantly. "Hey, if two beautiful men were kissing at *your* wedding reception, you'd be watching too." I snorted and willed my body to subside. Fortunately, my pants were fairly loose and the sudden shock of Duo's appearance had cooled me down a little. Zechs, I could tell, was having slightly more difficulty. Duo was eyeing him with evident appreciation, licking his lips slightly.
"Duo, stop that," I snapped, and he fluttered his eyelashes at me. Zechs snickered and we both climbed to our feet. Zechs' pants were definitely - expanded.
"Maybe if you stood *right* behind Wufei, no one would notice," Duo said, his eyes sparkling with mischief. I glared at him, but he just wrinkled his nose at me and skipped back off towards the cake. Zechs sighed and rolled his eyes.
"Go on," he said. "I'll be there in a minute." I nodded, flushing slightly, and came out into the open, treading carefully around the shards of glass scattered all over the floor. The cake had survived, thanks to Zechs, but the baker was evidently ready to flee the premises. As I drew nearer, I realized that the cake was topped with miniature versions of Wing Zero and Deathscythe Hell standing under a plastic trellis and surrounded by colorful flowers of icing.
The guests slowly pooled around the cake as Heero and Duo prepared to slice into the bottom layer with a miniature thermal scythe. I felt a warm presence at my back. My body tingled as Zechs murmured into my ear, "Is it just me, or are the Gundams holding hands?"
"I think Duo's been a bit of an influence on Heero," I explained, grinning as the newlyweds gleefully smashed cake into one another's faces.
~Zechs~
"I see," I responded. Smashing cake in one's lover's face always seemed a bit ... inelegant, but they looked like they were enjoying it. The baker started cutting cake for everyone else.
I walked over to the table and picked up two slices of cake. The baker thanked me for helping save the cake.
"Not a problem. I didn't want to see this outstanding piece of work go to waste."
He grinned at me, his ego obviously inflating. I wondered if he would add into his brochures the comment "Outstanding piece of work" -- Milliardo Peacecraft.
I returned to Wufei and handed him a piece of cake.
"You didn't get forks."
"I know." I broke off a piece and offered it to him.
He smiled and took the piece of proffered cake in his mouth, gently sucking the sticky crumbs and frosting from my fingers. He offered me a bite of cake, which I took, then longingly drew each finger into my mouth.
We repeated this until the pieces of cake were gone, and by that time I was flush with desire. I looked toward the room whence Wufei and Duo had emerged earlier.
~Wufei~
I couldn't believe I was doing this, openly teasing this beautiful man in full view of everyone in the room. Flashes of heat and cold were alternating up my spine as he gently scraped his teeth along my index finger, circling it with his tongue. I met his eyes and saw that the pupils were almost wholly dilated, leaving almost none of the iris showing. He glanced back towards the small side room and I swallowed back a moan.
We maneuvered our way through the tables, trying to make sure we weren't *too* obvious, stepping over Howard, making our way around the smashed chandelier, and finally reaching the dark doorway. We slid the door shut behind us, and abruptly the only light in the room came from the countless stars and the edge of the Earth showing at the far right of the window.
Zechs slid his arms around my waist and whispered, "I don't know what's wrong with me. I've never been so forward." I shook my head at him and reached up to pull his lips down to mine. His arms tightened around me as our tongues met, dueling, teasing; I could taste the sugary frosting in his mouth and suckled on his tongue to get more of the taste. He moaned, and I unbuttoned his suit coat and slid it off his shoulders, letting it fall. His tie quickly followed, and I could feel him breathe in sharply as I began to unbutton his shirt, nipping at the revealed hollow of his neck.
~Zechs~
The whisper of teeth against my throat sent shivers of pleasure through my body. I raised my hands and removed his tuxedo jacket, dropping it carelessly on the floor behind him. I leaned down and placed a kiss on his neck, right below his ear, before removing the tie, which landed on the floor somewhere near the jacket.
He had finished unbuttoning my shirt and was placing hot kisses on my chest while he untucked it and pushed it off my arms. I wrapped my arms around his waist and ducked my head to gently nip his earlobe. I found the buckle holding the vest around his waist and released it. Formal wear requires so much extra effort in removal... I pulled the vest off over his head and tossed it into the pile.
I unbuttoned his collar, then slowly undid each button on his shirt, placing a kiss on each bit of newly- exposed flesh until I got to the waistband. I could sense his hardness under the loose pants. I untucked his shirt and pushed the sleeves down his arms, planting a kiss on the inside of each elbow while I let the shirt fall to the floor.
End Part 3
(3 parts, and they still haven't had sex... Patience!) -- Galadriel
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