28-Feb-2005
Yes! Finally! I'm sorry it's taken me so long to get this part done, but I had to adjust some plot lines, which made writing this part impossible until it was all worked out. I do hope it was worth the wait though! A little side note: Debs, your fic Equinity inspired Cody's occupation, so I had to say a big 'Thank You'! for helping me (even if you didn't know it) to work out something I was trying to plan later in the fic. To everyone else, THANK YOU FOR READING AND REPLYING!!! :rhead:
Title: Coming Of Age - 9/13?
Author: tkmaxwell777
Blood Type: Amaretto Sour
Category: Yaoi/Yuri/Het
Pairings: 2x4x1, DxR
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Angst, Language, Yuri Lemon (Sex Toys), Yaoi Threesome, and Sap
Archived: Yep! - www.gwaddiction.com
TK Maxwell Original Christian and Yaoi Fiction - http://writing.com/authors/tkmaxwell
Disclaimer: I don´t own Gundam Wing AC or its characters. It is the property of Shin Kidousenki, Bandai, Sotsu, Sunrise, and any other affiliated parties. This story is a parody of its defined universe and is in no way an official continuation of the original anime series. All underage characters engaging in any sexual activity in my stories are considered Emancipated Minors. This story is for entertainment purposes only and should not be read as a realistic representation of actual romantic or sexual relationships. It is not meant to be a commentary on the political, social, or spiritual ramifications of homosexuality. Content neither condones nor condemns any of the lifestyles or views portrayed. I write these stories because of the interesting dynamics between the characters and complex personality types that inspire the exploration of relationships beyond friendship without regard to gender or preference. I make no money doing this, so please do not sue me for writing it. Constructive feedback is always greatly appreciated!
Dorothy shut the door behind her as butterflies filled her stomach. This was too good to be true. The one person she loved more than anything had finally shown interest in her in a romantic way. On the way back to the hotel, Relena had given her considering looks, like she was seeing Dorothy for the first time. Gazing back at the blonde who was now sitting on one of the beds in the room, Dorothy gave her a smile and then sat down beside her. Cornflower blue eyes met light gray ones.
"So what are we going to do?" Relena asked softly, a slight blush staining her cheeks prettily.
Dorothy's hurt fluttered. If she weren't so happy, she'd be appalled at such sappiness. "That depends, Rel. What do you want to do?"
The other girl gave her another one of those considering looks. "I don't know. I've never... I mean, it never crossed my mind that... " She gave a light laugh, obviously nervous. "Here, I am, the Vice Foreign Minister who deals with diplomats all over the Earth and Colonies, and I don't even know how to... "
Dorothy reached out and took her hand. "I'm glad you don't know how," she said gently. "Very glad."
"So tell me what to do," Relena replied openly.
"Well, why don't we start with something simple and see where it leads," Dorothy suggested.
That was all the warning she received before Relena's lips were on hers. Her mind completely shut down at that point, feeling taking over. Soft was the one word that came to her senses, then sweet, and finally splendid. As the kiss continued, her hand went to caress Relena's hair; thrilled to be doing something she'd wanted to do for a long time now in this context. Her soon-to-be-lover apparently had the same thing in mind because inquisitive hands were suddenly buried in the platinum blonde's hair. Dorothy moaned at the soft caress, her tongue licking at the other girl's lips, which only hesitated a moment before opening to her.
They lay down on the bed then, Dorothy's hands beginning to roam over Relena's body, sounds of pleasure escaping from both of them. Dorothy slid her hand under Relena's shirt tentatively, waiting for either acceptance or refusal. Relena's moan was enough of an answer, so she let her fingers glide up and over the silky bra that covered the other girl's breasts. She could feel that they were firm but supple, and Dorothy's hand palmed one, enjoying the gasp of the girl beneath her. The blondes pulled apart, looking at each other as Relena tried to catch her breath. Dorothy was panting herself.
Relena trembled. "This is... this is incredible, Dory. I didn't know... I never thought... more."
Dorothy smiled, joy filling her. "More? Oh, I can definitely oblige you on that."
Her breath caught as Relena's hands slipped under the back of her shirt, but then Dorothy went back to concentrating on stroking the other girl's hardening nipples under the material. Hands began pulling at shirts and pants, and they were both left to their bras and panties in mere seconds. Dorothy let her eyes take in the sight of a partially naked Relena and smiled even more. Leaning down, she kissed her again, shocks of desire running through her as Relena responded with abandon. The platinum blonde lifted the bottom of the other girl's bra and slid her hand underneath, cupping Relena's breast as she rubbed over the nipple.
"Dory!" Relena cried out, arching her body against her.
Dorothy pulled away, motioning for Relena to sit up. She quickly removed her own bra and Relena's, leaving them both bare to each other's gaze. "Oh, Rel, you're so beautiful."
Relena let her eyes rake over Dorothy's endowment. "I'd say you have no place to talk. Your tits are perfect."
Dorothy laughed. "Why Miss Relena, your language has become positively atrocious. You really need to stop spending so much time with Duo, sweetheart."
The other girl grinned unrepentantly. "I know you don't mean that from the look on your face. Besides, why should I? He's certainly given me an education I couldn't get anywhere else."
"Oh my," Dorothy said, rolling her eyes dramatically, "I don't even want to know what he's taught you."
Relena suddenly grabbed her and pulled her down, naked skin meeting with gasps of surprise and pleasure. "Not as much as you're going to tonight, I hope," she replied, as her hand smoothed over one of Dorothy's breasts teasingly.
"Oh, you are going to be a fun bed partner," Dorothy told her, resuming her own touches.
Moving lower, Dorothy licked Relena's nipple, causing her to yell out. Smirking, the platinum blonde traced her hand down to the other girl's underwear, letting a finger trail along the satin seam slowly. Relena thrust her hips to let Dorothy know that she liked what was happening. Fingers slipped under the elastic to caress the soft hair there. Another cry erupted from Relena's lips, her eyes closed tightly and her hands clenched at the bed sheets to anchor herself against the onslaught of sensation. Dorothy hesitated to make sure this was what Relena wanted.
"If you want to stop at anytime, just say so, Rel. I promise I won't get upset." She smiled at the fevered look in Relena's blue eyes. "You've already given me more than I ever expected tonight. We can wait, if you want."
Relena glared, but her flushed face just made it adorable. "If you stop now, I'll personally show you why I gave up total pacifism."
Dorothy giggled... something she couldn't ever remember doing before. She'd have to get used to this side of her own personality - the side that Relena was awakening in her. For now, she moved her hand further inside the silky garment, sliding into the moist heat to rub Relena's sex. The scream that came from the other girl's parted lips was almost enough to make Dorothy come right then and there. Sitting back, she pulled Relena's panties down and off her legs. Gazing at the lovely sight before her, Dorothy's pulse quickened.
"Spread your legs," she commanded throatily. When Relena complied immediately, Dorothy moaned. She let her hand go back to its previous position but added the other one to breach just the outer wall of the other girl's entrance. "Do you want me to take you?" She asked, the desire flowing through her. She hadn't planned on going that far, but the other girl's responses were driving her wild.
Relena gave her a puzzled look. "What do you mean? How can you... ?"
Dorothy leaned over the bed and grabbed something she'd brought 'just in case' something happened between her and the girl she loved. A long double-ended dildo was pulled free from the bag on the floor, and Dorothy laughed when Relena's eyes widened in shock. "This is how. I got it especially for this trip. It's never been used, but I do have another one at home that I have used with a couple lovers before I met you. After knowing you, no one else could compare, so I'd just use a vibe instead. This feels incredible when you're with someone, so I know it will be even better with you since you're the only one I want."
There was silence for a moment and then the Vice Foreign Minister reached out and brushed away Dorothy's bangs from her forehead. "I didn't know how deep your feelings ran for me, Dory, and I'm sorry I didn't notice sooner, but I hope you'll let me make it up to you." Her face turned a fetching shade of red. "I guess there's no better time than the present since we know we care about each other." Smiling shyly again, she said, "I'd like for you to be my first."
Dorothy's heart soared. She quickly pulled off her own underwear, enjoying the way the other girl looked at her as if inspecting Dorothy's completely naked body.
"You are truly exquisite," Relena finally commented, before giving Dorothy a mischievous smirk. "And I know you're a true blonde for sure now."
Dorothy leaned down and kissed her thoroughly. "That may be, but so are you, from what I can see."
Relena blushed suddenly. "You really like what you see?"
Caressing the other's girl's cheek, Dorothy looked deeply into her eyes. "Every single inch of you."
Naked on the bed together, they kissed as Dorothy reached down once more to make sure Relena was wet enough for the toy. She smirked when she found that the other girl was more than ready. Working the dildo into her own entrance, she maneuvered her new lover's legs outward and upwards so she could insert the other end inside. She'd have to manually press the phallus inside Relena to break through her virgin barrier. She let her fingers rub across Relena's clit a few more times before resting the dildo against her, her own muscles clenching around the plastic where it was barely inside her own body.
"Just relax," she cooed, stroking Relena's hip. "It will hurt at first, but then I promise it will feel better."
Relena nodded. Dorothy took a deep breath and then began filling the other girl. She met resistance, and in one swift thrust, passed it. Relena cried out, tensing at the pain, but she didn't pull away. Dorothy let her adjust to the toy and then pushed it forward a little more. The other blonde moaned, but began moving her hips to take in more. Dorothy pulled it out and pressed back in again. When she'd established an easy rhythm, making sure she wasn't hurting the girl she loved more than the act necessitated, she moved closer, slipping the other end further within.
"Dory... please," Relena panted out.
Dorothy lifted the other girl's legs up as she thrust forward, the connecting length accommodating easily. She undulated her hips, pressing against Relena as closely as possible. The other girl arched to meet her, her hands moving to reach between them. Dorothy gasped as fingers explored her wetness, flicking over the pleasure nub there. She watched as Relena touched herself as well. Thrust after thrust, they continued to rock together, the double phallus giving them the internal pleasure as Relena's fingers stimulated them externally. It wasn't long before both cried out - first Relena, and then Dorothy - with one last thrust to push the dildo ends in as far as possible in their current position. Bodies tensed as warm wetness coated the plastic and Relena's slick skin. Climaxes reached, they collapsed onto the bed, Dorothy throwing their toy to the floor to be cleaned later.
"That was... amazing," Relena said, still trying to catch her breath.
Dorothy leaned over and kissed her resoundingly on the lips. "Baby doll… that was just the beginning." Sighing, she lay back down and pulled the one who had stolen her heart a long time ago into her arms... and her life.
Trowa lay in bed, his restless thoughts keeping him from sleep. He was glad that he and Quatre had finally talked. He was a bit embarrassed to have broken down like that in front of the blond, and even more ashamed of how he'd treated Duo, but the former had brought Quatre's friendship back to him, and latter would hopefully be put to rights in the morning when he apologized to Duo in front of their friends. He only hoped the braided boy would forgive him. He sighed, wondering how Quatre was handling the situation with Duo. The blond's former lover and Heero were probably together already, and it hurt Trowa's heart to think that Quatre was going to be replaced so easily. Sighing again, he shifted, closing his eye and wishing he would drift off to dreams.
"Trowa, what's wrong?"
Trowa sighed for the third time and turned back over to look at his sister. "I just can't go to sleep Catherine. I'm fine. Really. You don't have to worry about me now."
Catherine snorted. "Yeah, right. Don't give me that, Tro. You know as well as I do that you still have some problems to face, and it's going to be a while before you're really 'fine', as you say."
The former Heavyarms pilot refrained from sighing again. "Maybe I do, but I'll have to face them in my own time, Cathy. For now, I'm all right. Besides, you can't fight my battles for me."
Catherine got up and came over to sit on her brother's bed. "I know, but I can try to help, right?"
Trowa smiled. Ever since they'd found out that they were really brother and sister, Catherine had been there for him... every step of the way since the last war had ended. "Of course, and I appreciate you trying to make things easier, but sometimes it's more about how you fight than what you're fighting against."
The older girl huffed. "Is that pilot talk? You know I can't understand anything you say when you start that stuff. It's like you're speaking in riddles."
"Well, I guess old habits die hard," Trowa replied, laughing a little. He thought about the boys - no, men - he'd fought beside and wondered if they'd ever faced problems like his own. Probably not. From what he could tell, Wufei had been very interested in Hilde tonight, and then there was Duo and Quatre being lovers, and now Heero joining the mix... he was the only one who was afraid of intimacy, it seemed. "I don't want to be alone without a companion to call my own," he almost whispered, "but I don't how to get beyond what I've seen happen. I don't really know why I can't seem to put it behind me."
Catherine reached out and pulled him into her arms. "I know, but it will work out, Trowa. Someone will come along that you won't be able to resist, and you'll fall head-over-heels."
"I just don't know if that will ever happen. I'm afraid of it ever happening."
They sat in silence for a while, and then Catherine said softly, "Sometimes we don't understand why things have to happen, Trowa, but that doesn't mean that they don't happen for a reason." She paused and then went on, "You saw some things that have scarred you inside, and I know you're trying to let them heal before taking a chance on getting hurt, but sometimes those chances are what help you to heal the most." She hugged him tightly. "It might seem like things are all messed up right now, but it will turn out all right in the end, I just know it," she reassured him. "You just have to hold onto that part of you that wants to be with someone and help it grow stronger than your fear."
Trowa nodded and then closed his eyes, too worn out physically and emotionally to worry anymore. "I'll try, Cathy. I'll try." He then sighed once more. "Love you, sis."
Within minutes, he was fast asleep, oblivious to the soft kiss to his forehead before blankets were tucked around him and Catherine replied gently, "Love you too, baby brother, and I believe in you."
Heero grunted when Quatre rolled him over onto his back, Duo having moved off the bed to take off his clothes. Quatre was smirking with a gleam in his eyes that spoke of leisurely nights and cries of passion. If he hadn't seen the blond on stage, Heero wouldn't have believed Quatre could look at someone like that, but the proof was in front of him. When his soon-to-be-lover began kissing him fiercely, all Heero could think was, 'I'm in way over my head here, but I can't find the will to care.' It seemed like all of the tension and hurt had melted away in mere minutes.
"Okay," Duo said, causing the other two men to break the kiss and give him their attention, his naked body openly on display. "Quatre, you need to stretch Heero quite a bit since he's still pure." He winked at Heero. "Though not for long." When Heero's face flushed, Duo went on, "Heero, you just need to relax and let us do all of the work."
"And what exactly will you be doing?" Heero inquired with a raised eyebrow.
Duo grinned. "I'm going to be stretching Cat. Do you honestly believe I'm going to let him take you without me taking him?" He snorted. "Not damn likely."
Quatre rolled his eyes. "We wouldn't have dreamed of leaving you out, braid-boy."
Heero snickered at the look on Duo's face at being called that. He was soon snickering for a completely different reason though as Duo shot back with, "Sure, kitty-Cat. I believe you. Just don't pounce him too hard."
"That's not even funny, Duo!" The blond spat, but Heero's body shaking with laughter proved otherwise.
"You... two... " he choked out, elated that they could joke at such a serious moment, " ...are a couple... of brats... "
Duo glared at him, advancing towards the bed. "Oh, yeah, Ro? You think so?"
Heero sobered up real quick as Quatre began ripping off his clothes with Duo's help. He was soon lying naked on the bed, Duo kissing him and trailing wicked fingers all over his body as Quatre stripped as well. When the blond returned, both men had Heero writhing and almost begging for more. All verbal teasing was put aside by then.
Duo watched as his blond lover touched his dark-haired one. He was so happy he could barely contain himself. He didn't have to choose! He could love them both, be with them both... fuck them both. It was unbelievable, but the reality of it was right before his eyes. When Quatre reached for the tube of lubricant, Duo kissed Heero once more before moving behind the other boy to begin his part in their three-beat harmony. His fingers slid between Quatre's cheeks impatiently, the blond gasping and rocking back against him. Quatre always made him loose control, and Duo responded by nipping Quatre's neck before pressing his arousal against the blond's opening, causing the other boy to practically throw the lube at him. Duo snickered to himself. This was going to be one hell of a ride!
Quatre tried to keep himself in check as he tossed the lube back to Duo. The braided menace had already made him get a little desperate, but he'd coated his fingers liberally, not wanting to hurt Heero in spite of his growing passion. He saw raw desire shining in the blue eyes staring back at him and smiled encouragingly. When Heero spread his legs, the blond groaned loudly, partially due to Duo sliding a finger inside him, but mostly at seeing Heero Yuy laid out like an erotic offering. He leaned down, giving Duo a better angle to prep him, and putting him in a position to be able to lick Heero's erection. The dark-haired boy didn't taste quite like Duo, and for a moment, Quatre felt guilty about enjoying it, but then Duo struck his prostate, and it faded. They were in this together; they could enjoy each other. Heero thrust his hips up at the sensation of the blond's tongue, and Quatre began rubbing in the slippery lube, touching the other boy's entrance teasingly.
Heero moaned, completely abandoning himself to the idea of what they were doing and the feelings and sensations overwhelming him. Quatre was sliding a finger in and out of his body, sucking on his cock, and Heero could see the blond move back towards Duo, the other boy obviously pushing his fingers inside Quatre. The pleasure on Quatre's face was amazing to watch, and Heero tried to capture the image in his mind to enjoy again later. When the blond struck that spot inside him that he'd driven Duo crazy with earlier, Heero yelled out and bucked against the invading fingers. It was like nothing he'd felt before and rivaled the pleasure of taking Duo. He knew that none of them were going to last much longer at this rate. He was already close, and they hadn't even finished with the preliminaries.
"We need to move this right along," Duo said to them, appearing to read Heero's thoughts, but really just too desperate himself to keep up this pace without progressing towards the main event a little more quickly.
"Still need another finger for Ro," Quatre replied, slipping said digit in, trying to not rush something so important.
"You'd better get inside me soon, Qua-Cat, or I'm going to be coming without you," Heero warned breathlessly.
Duo laughed as he thrust his fingers inside Quatre once more, making the blond ready. "Time to get serious, guys."
"Roger that," Heero replied, moving his hips to take Quatre's fingers all the way inside.
Quatre took a shaky breath, pulled out his fingers, and smeared lube on his cock. "All right. Let's do this."
Duo backed up, giving Quatre some room. Raising Heero's legs up, the blond rested one of them in the crook of his elbow and the other around his waist, spreading Heero more. He used one of his hands to guide his shaft to Heero's opening, pressing against the tight muscle there. Feeling it shudder, he thrust his tip inside gradually, gaining more depth each time he pushed back in. Heero was moaning, pleading for more, his hips undulating. Quatre finally was in all the way and thought he'd come right then and there when the other boy clenched around him.
"Heero... don't move."
Heero whined... honest to goodness whined... making Duo snicker in the background. The former Wing pilot was about to explode, wanting to slam himself onto Quatre's cock over and over again. Don't move? He was going to go crazy if he didn't move! This was like a form of torture...
"I need... I can't... please, Cat," he begged raggedly.
Quatre regained control, and then looked over his shoulder at his braided lover, who was currently laughing his ass off at them while stroking himself languidly with just enough lube to make his hand glide effortlessly over his shaft. "Get over her, Duo. We're both going to come really, really soon."
Duo quit laughing and hurriedly got behind the blond. He didn't want to miss out. Spreading Quatre's legs a little, he positioned himself and slid into a familiar paradise. Quatre began squeezing him immediately, showing how truthful the other boy's words had been. It was a good thing he'd kept on getting himself closer on his own, or he wouldn't be far enough along to enjoy sharing an orgasm with them. "You weren't... kidding... were you?"
"Quatre! Faster!" Heero cried out. His hand was on his own erection pumping furiously.
Quatre thrust into him, groaning. "Heero... Duo!"
Duo reached around to his own opening, something his double-jointed limbs allowed most pleasingly, and began to thrust a finger inside himself as his other arm went around Quatre's waist so his hips could continue to pound against the other boy's firm ass. "Almost... there... "
Heero felt himself going over the edge as Quatre struck his prostate again, as his hand was on the down-stroke. He tensed; yelling out his completion, warm wetness covering both his hand and stomach. Wave upon incredible wave of pleasure coursed through his body as Quatre kept on thrusting into it. He opened his eyes to watch for the blond to come, but Duo beat him to it only by seconds. He lay in contentment as they both cried out, giving him the image he'd been obsessing about all night. It was one that had certainly been worth waiting for to see.
Throwing back his head, Duo cried out as his orgasm rolled through him like thunder. All it took was a twirl of his finger hitting his own sweet spot right before he buried his shaft inside Quatre again. He felt the blond constrict and knew his lover would be joining him then. His erection pulsed, pumping his warm semen into the familiar passage. It seemed to take forever to empty himself, but he finally collapsed onto Quatre's back, completely spent and utterly happy. If this was what they had to look forward to, he was going to be one giddy former Shinigami.
Quatre felt the blinding sensation of Heero tightening around him at the same time Duo thrust back inside him. It was enough to make him come with an intensity that took his breath away. He hadn't opened a channel with either of his lovers, but feelings of joy held him captive, reaching out to hold him like tendrils of silken string. He released inside Heero, his essence staking his claim, and then he shouted as he felt Duo fill him. He suddenly found himself on top of Heero and realized he was sated in a way he hadn't thought possible.
They were in a heap, semen and lube between them like ritualistic bonding elements. Heero groaned as he shifted his hips, causing his two lovers to moan in reply. "Hey. You guys are smothering me down here."
Quatre tried to move, but Duo was still lying on his back. "Duo, get up. You're heavy, and I'm crushing Heero."
"Don't wanna move," came the mumbled reply.
Quatre sighed, raising his head to look into serious blue. "He doesn't want to move. I guess you're stuck."
Heero's body tensed, and then he rolled to the side, dislodging both boys in an effort to get them onto the bed beside him instead of on top of him. The momentum, however, sent Duo tumbling to the edge, and then Quatre flying over him, taking the braided boy with him. They both landed unceremoniously onto the floor with twin yelps of surprise. Aqua and violet eyes blinked back at Heero in shock as he began laughing.
"That's what... you get... for being... brats... "
Blond and braid got up and pounced on him ferociously. Laughter filled the room as they tussled with each other like three children. When they were all exhausted, they collapsed in bed, Quatre on Duo's left, Heero on Duo's right, and Duo happily in the middle.
"Hilde's gonna kill us when we get home and start acting like this there," Duo observed without a bit of remorse.
"She'll have to go through Heero first," Quatre replied with a yawn.
Heero grunted. "And just why am I the new bitch boy?"
Duo snickered, his eyes shining with affection. "Um, because you're prettier than we are?"
"And you're more innocent than we are," Quatre offered helpfully, a mischievous smile on his sweet face.
"And you look good underneath us."
"And you cry so nicely when we make you come... "
Heero sighed in exasperation as the list continued for the next couple of minutes. Finally, with his face burning, he glared at Quatre over Duo's chest and slapped a hand over Duo's mouth just as he was getting ready to add another 'reason'. "That's enough, both of you. I get the point. I'll handle Hilde." He then smirked. "Though I don't think we need to worry about that since she'll probably be sleeping with a dragon of her own soon."
"What?" The other two boys yelled out at the same time.
"You're not the only ones who know how to seduce someone," Heero said in amusement.
Duo sulked at that. "Yeah, but we did a pretty damn good job of it with you. Who else could have pulled it off?"
Quatre pouted at Heero. "And we even managed to get you to bottom. That has to count for something."
Heero snorted. "If you really think about it, I was the one to seduce both of you." Cries of indignation went up until the two other boys went over the evening in their minds carefully. There were replies of "Damn" soon after.
Cody Martin sighed heavily as he left the club. He rolled his shoulders, feeling the soreness that would be with him tomorrow morning. Being a bouncer at a dance club sometimes had its moments of craziness. He'd broken up two fights, thrown out four drunks, and fended off countless women who had tried to buy him drinks all night long. Of course, he wasn't allowed to drink on the job, and even though there had been a few of the ladies that he wouldn't have minded a tumble with, he knew where that would lead. He wasn't looking for anyone permanent in his life right now, and most women demanded something along those lines, at least in his experience.
Tomorrow night would be even worse. It was Saturday, and everyone and their mother came out of the woodwork. Still, the pay was good, and Cody had the hopes of something better in his near future. He was only working at the 'Flaming Hearts' to pay his bills and fund his education. He was in his fourth year of Veterinarian school and would be graduating in a couple of months. If fact, he had to work on his thesis tomorrow before work, and it looked like Sunday would be another one of those 'catching up on chores around the house' kind of days. Sighing to himself, he rounded the corner and made his way through the apartment building.
He shared a place with a local firefighter. Bill Gambrel had been looking for someone to share the apartment with since he was gone a lot due to work, and Cody had been more than happy to move in and watch out for the place. The last of Cody's other roommates had graduated last semester and he couldn't afford to rent the house they had shared now that he was all by himself. Bill asked for a small pittance, so it gave Cody a break since college ate up his cash almost as quickly as he could eat dinner. Bill had become a good friend to him, and Cody hoped they'd continue the living arrangement after he opened his practice. It would sure help him get established if they could.
Cody's deep brown eyes surveyed the moderate living space as he came through the door, making sure that the big screen television and huge stereo system were still intact. The neighborhood was pretty safe, but there had been a rash of thefts in one of the other buildings, so Cody stayed on the alert. Being a former Resistance fighter came in handy. Running a hand through his short dark hair and feeling the sweat from the night, he decided to get a shower before bed. He'd never liked the smell of cigarette smoke, and at the moment, he reeked of it. Smirking a little at the thought of smelling like sex instead, Cody headed for his bedroom, wishing he could find the right willing body to share these kind of nights with - someone who wouldn't ask for more than he could give.
End Part 9
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