26-July-2001
NOTES: This is a backstory for the "Games Series" - which is a spinoff of babaca's "Nocturnal Trilogy". This ficlet provides a little background for the game Trowa and Heero decided to play with Duo. It comes in between Nocturnal Redux and Nocturnal Trifecta.
Title: Nocturnal Interlude
Pairings: 1+3
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: shonen-ai, hints of yaoi, talk of sexual games.
Setting: Immediately after babaca's Nocturnal Redux
Arc: Part of the "Games Series", which includes, so far: Playing Games, Evening the Score, and Unexpected Match.
You should also take a look at babaca's Penalty, which is an "alternate" outtake/sidestory to the series. (And probably the first of a few ficlets to come! ;)
Super special thanks to my betas, Stephanie and barb! And again, to barb, for providing the sandbox. ^__^
C&C always welcome!
After a quick shower, Heero led Trowa out to the living room and pulled him down on the couch next to him. "I don't feel like going back in there to hear Duo snore...do you?" he said, meeting Trowa's inquiring eyes.
"This is fine," Trowa said quietly, shifting his body to the side and resting his cheek on Heero's chest.
Heero slid one of his arms under Trowa, holding him tight, fingertips slowly brushing up and down the length of his back. It was quiet, only the soft rhythm of their breathing disturbing the artificial peace of the night. Heero took a deep breath and closed his eyes, snuggling closer to Trowa until his chin rested in a perfect cradle of auburn hair.
After a dangerous mission and several hours of repairs to his Gundam, Trowa was exhausted. The lovemaking he'd experience with Heero only minutes earlier had been enough to drain the last of his stamina, rendering his body into a complete state of lassitude. He was being slowly lulled into sleep by Heero's soft stroking of his back.
"You know," Heero broke the silence, "I don't think he was really asleep," he finished flatly, making Trowa flutter his eyes open, stirring him out of his lethargic state.
"What... are you talking about?" Trowa said, barely suppressing a yawn.
"Duo," Heero shifted on his side, sliding down the couch until his eyes were leveled with Trowa's. "He wasn't really sleeping."
Trowa stared at Heero for a moment, assessing the statement. "What makes you think that?"
"His snoring," Heero quickly retorted. "He was faking it."
Trowa blinked a few times, forcing his eyes to remain open despite the strong urge to turn around and sleep. Instead, he was holding a conversation about Duo's snoring patterns...in the middle of the night.
"Heero," he sighed, "Duo always snores."
"He does. But not like that."
"Not like that? Then...how?" Trowa gave Heero a pointed look.
"I can't explain. It's just...different. A different intonation."
"A different intonation," Trowa repeated, a soft frown across his forehead.
"Just as loud... but maybe a little deeper. There should be a longer lapse in between snores. The timing was wrong. The rhythm--"
"Heero..." Trowa said, glaring at his partner.
Heero insisted. "I've roomed with him in the past. I know."
"Fine. So he was awake." Trowa nodded. "What difference does it make now?" Trowa turned away from Heero, determined to end the conversation and finally get some sleep. He closed his eyes.
"He was listening to us...watching us," Heero said quietly.
Trowa was silent for a moment and then sighed. "We established we had an audience. Maybe he was awake."
"He *was* awake."
"Okay." Trowa lifted his hand and rubbed his eyes with thumb and index. "Can we sleep now?"
Heero wrapped his arms around Trowa and placed a soft kiss on the back of his neck. "Sorry."
"Good night," Trowa said, pulling Heero's arms tighter around his waist.
Several minutes passed in silence. Heero's eyes were wide open, staring into darkness. He could have gotten up and walked around the safehouse as he did on nights when insomnia was his only companion. But not tonight. Trowa was with him, and he did not want to move from his comfortable position. He simply continued to hold Trowa, trying not to disturb him.
"What is it, Heero?" Trowa asked, somehow sensing Heero's restlessness. He could not see that Heero's eyes were open, but it was as though he could feel them. It didn't matter anymore how tired he was. Sleep would not come.
"Nothing." Heero moved forward, pressing his lips to Trowa's shoulder. "Sleep."
"You're thinking..."
"Hai."
"About... Duo," Trowa offered hesitantly.
Heero did not reply.
"Does it bother you... that he was watching?"
"Not exactly," Heero finally said, but there was a tinge of doubt in his voice.
"Then what?"
"I wonder... why he pretended to be asleep. That's all."
"Maybe he wasn't pretending."
Heero smiled. "You still don't believe me. I am almost sure about it." Heero climbed out of the couch and sat down on the floor, looking at Trowa. "Would you like to make a bet?"
Trowa raised an eyebrow. "A bet?"
"I have an idea to get back at you for the last little game..."
Trowa rolled his eyes a little. "All right. You're on."
Heero smirked. "If I am right... and he was watching...we'll include him the next time we're together."
"Include him?"
"Have you ever thought about it? What it would be like...if there was someone else... besides you and me?"
"A threesome, you mean?" Trowa sat up on the couch and leaned forward, resting his hands on his knees.
"If that's what it's called." Heero nodded. "Duo...he talked about something like that in the past. He wondered about it...having two people in his bed. Two girls we knew from school."
Trowa stood up from the couch and walked towards the window. He remained silent for a few moments, looking out into the darkness of the night. His eyes were blank, focusing on nothing in particular.
"People... do that, right?" Heero spoke again, but he did not move from his place by the couch.
"Some people do," Trowa stated. "Is that what you want?"
Heero looked up at him. "I thought... we could try. Just once."
"What about Duo?"
Heero stood up and walked over to Trowa. "Duo thinks sex is fun."
"Ah." Trowa's eyes narrowed. He extended his hand towards Heero, pulling him over to the window. "He said that?"
"Yeah," Heero replied. He accepted Trowa's hand and held it for a moment, and then he pulled his entire frame to him, wrapping his arms around long limbs. "It will be something new."
"If Duo brings it up," Trowa said, still looking out into nothingness, "we'll...include him."
Heero moved his hand to Trowa's shoulder, firmly massaging the tensed muscles. "So you accept the new mission?"
Trowa nodded. "If Duo brings it up." He pulled away from Heero and walked back towards the couch. "Time to sleep."
"Yeah," Heero followed after Trowa, lying down next to him. "Get some rest," Heero whispered against Trowa's cheek, before pressing his lips to him in a good-night kiss.
Trowa responded to the caress, one long finger tracing the outline of Heero's face. "You too."
It wasn't long before Trowa felt the heavyness of Heero's limbs, completely relaxed against his own body, as he slowly sank into a deep sleep. Trowa shifted a little to lie on his back. He stared up at the ceiling, wide-eyed, utterly awake, perfectly aware of the dull muscle aches resulting from over-exhaustion. Sleep deprivation. Sex.
It would be a long night. Insomnia always made the nights longer.
~ Fin ~
DaMoyre
(:./damoyre/interlude)
