19-Apr-2005
Title: Coming Of Age - 10/13?
Author: tkmaxwell777
Blood Type: Amaretto Sour
Category: Yaoi/Yuri/Het
Pairings: 1x2x4, OCxS, 5+H
Rating: NC-17 Overall
Warnings: Angst, Language, Lime, and Sap
Archived: GWA - www.gwaddiction.com AND Bittersweet_Haven, my brand new ML at: http://groups.yahoo.com/groups/tkmaxwell777bhml/
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!
Notes: Sorry it's taken so long to get this out, but I've had the chest flu, so trying to breathe has sorta been a priority >___< Anyway, I hope you guys enjoy this! Should be only 3 parts left until the end ^___^ BTW, in case you don't see the note above, I have a new ML, Bittersweet_Haven! All of my latest fic parts, new fics in various fandoms, and original stuff will be posted there... as well as preliminary drafts of fics I'm working on, info on yaoi releases and manga, and other yaoi goodies that I happen across. I will still be posting all GW stories here at GWA, so don't worry about that!
Chris opened his eyes to an unfamiliar thing - someone sleeping in his arms. Although he'd stayed the night many times after having sex, it had never been his style to linger after waking up, not wanting to face the whole 'morning after' thing. This morning was definitely the exception. He looked down to see Sally still sleeping against him, her head tucked against his shoulder on the pillow. Smiling, he leaned down and kissed her forehead, earning a sigh as she snuggled under the covers. Something that had started out as a one-night deal had turned into much more, and he found that even in the light of day, he didn't want it to end. They had talked a little the night before about what they could do to make their new relationship work but really hadn't resolved anything except for the fact that they both wanted what was happening between them. Chris wanted something a little more reassuring.
"If you don't stop moving, I'm going to bite you," a sleepy female voice said, interrupting the musician's thoughts.
"Good morning, beautiful," he greeted with a chuckle as he looked into amused gray eyes.
Sally's smile was interrupted by a yawn. "Morning, handsome. Did we miss breakfast?"
Chris smirked. "Not yet, but I'm sure I can arrange it if you have something else in mind."
The blonde laughed throatily. "I have a feeling we're going to be spending an inordinate amount of time in bed when we see each other."
"How often do you think that will be?" The band member asked, turning serious on the subject. He hated feeling so clingy, but he needed to know what to expect.
Sally searched his face. "Well, I'm not sure yet. I need to talk with Wufei and see if he's willing to transfer closer." She sighed. "I don't want to lose my partner, Chris. We work well together, which is a hard thing to find."
Chris raised an eyebrow. "I can't imagine you not getting along with anyone."
The woman grinned. "Oh, I meant a hard thing for him. He can be quite a handful to deal with, but I've known him a long time, and I like his methods. We balance well, and in this job, that's important. It could save his or my life."
Chris nodded. "I understand." He then smiled. "I just want all of you that I can get."
Sally kissed his neck as her hand slid down his stomach... and lower. "Oh, I think the feeling is definitely mutual."
Heero woke to find sleepy aqua eyes staring at him. "Qua-Cat?"
Quatre smiled shyly. "Morning."
Sounds of water from the bathroom alerted the Japanese boy of Duo's whereabouts. Yawning, he looked back at the blond, and said a soft, "Morning."
"Are you sore?"
The former Wing pilot felt his face flame at that question. He shifted, noticing the ache in a certain area, but other than that, no pain. "A little stiff."
"Well, that's always a good thing," the blond quipped and then flushed. "Sorry. Duo's lewd humor has rubbed off on me... " He then growled, "Shit, I can't even carry on a civil conversation anymore!"
Heero chuckled, the tension broken. He gave into the desire to run his fingers through that blond hair that had grown out so nicely, enjoying the silkiness. "Considering where we are right now, I think it would be expected."
Quatre brightened at that. "True." His breath caught when Heero let his fingers slide down his neck.
Heero scooted closer, his body pressing against his new lover's. He'd never dreamed he'd be so turned on by Quatre Winner. It was crazy, and yet felt so good. His hand trailed down the blond's chest, moving lower until it settled on the hardness growing between Quatre's legs. They were both still naked, and Heero thrust his hips, his own erection rubbing Quatre's soft skin. The former Sandrock pilot closed his eyes as a moan escaped him. Heero increased his rocking and stroking, amazed that he wasn't the least bit embarrassed at the moment.
"A... little more, Heero... just a little... like that... oh yeah... almost there... "
"Me too... this is so... good. I never thought I could... feel like this... with you... "
"Oh, sure, wait until I'm clean to do that," came Duo's voice from the doorway.
Heero jerked away from Quatre like he'd been burned. "Duo... I... "
"It's your own fault for getting up before waking us first," Quatre cut in as he gave Duo a frown on his face, but Heero couldn't tell if it was from the interruption or Duo abandoning them. The blond's next words shocked him. "If you want to play, don't leave the schoolyard during recess."
Heero's eyes snapped back to Duo as the longhaired boy began laughing, toweling his hair as he said, "That has to be the lamest metaphor I've ever heard, Cat."
The blond sniffed. "I'm still half asleep. Give me a couple hours and I'll come up with something wittier."
Heero looked between them, not understanding. How could they act so comfortable about this? He'd been messing around with Quatre, without Duo, on the first morning after they'd finally gotten together. Wasn't Duo angry? Or at least jealous? Even a little bit? Was Heero so unimportant to their relationship that his feelings didn't matter? Was he just going to be a convenient fuck for each of them when the other one wasn't available? Frustrated and hurt, he got up, arousal completely gone. Jerking on his clothes, he avoided the questioning looks he was receiving from both of them. Once dressed, he headed for the door. "I'm going to go get my clothes."
Before Duo or Quatre could say anything, Heero walked out.
Duo and Quatre looked at each other. "That didn't go the way I planned it," Duo said with a frown.
Quatre sighed. "When he first woke up this morning, he was really uncomfortable, but we managed to get beyond the awkwardness. I think he was embarrassed by you walking in on us, and it bothered him even more because we played it off."
The longhaired man winced. "Shit. I was just trying to be funny. I didn't think he'd react like that."
"You shouldn't try to be funny first thing in the morning when you know your humor instincts aren't awake yet."
Duo stuck out his tongue. "Oh yeah, I should listen to you, Mr. 'Don't leave the schoolyard during recess'. Riiight."
The blond launched himself at Duo, pulling him onto the bed and rolling over on top of him. "Don't go there, or I'll have to beat you and take your lunch money."
Duo groaned. "That is so not tempting, Cat." He thought for a moment. "Well, the beating part is tempting... " They lay in silence for a few minutes until Duo spoke again, "I should have thought about how he'd feel about things this morning before I tried teasing him." He pulled away and gave his lover a worried look. "Maybe we need to go after him. Heero isn't known for being able to work through his emotions without either a lot of time or help."
"No," Quatre replied as he shook his head. "Heero will be back and then we'll talk about this. Running after him is not the way to instill an open and honest relationship." He gave Duo a knowing look. "Remember?"
Duo smiled, tugging on a strand of blond hair playfully. "Yeah. You're right."
They got up then, Quatre showering and Duo braiding his hair. Duo was dressed by the time Quatre came out of the bathroom, so he sat on the bed and watched his blond pull on a pair of wonderfully tight faded blue jeans, admiring the lithe body that was going to remain his... well, his and Heero's, but that was more than okay with him. Duo had thought he'd made that clear last night, but apparently Heero needed a little more convincing. He thought about how to do that when his blond lover began running the brush through that enticing hair. Duo just couldn't resist getting up and wrapping his arms around the other boy's waist, hugging him as he buried his face in silkiness.
"If you get any sexier, I think I'll have to resort to taking Viagra," he announced happily.
Quatre laughed as he leaned into the embrace. "Well, I do have two lovers now, so I guess you'll get a bit of a break when Heero and I... " he paused when he felt Duo stiffen, and then turned to look at him. "Maybe we all need to talk about what each of us expects. We're all going to need some time getting used to sharing, but I know we can do it."
Duo nodded. "Heero was more than willing to develop a relationship with you, so I think he was just worried about what I'd think about him molesting you without me." He looked sheepish then. "And I guess my little joke was my way of dealing with finding you guys together without me." Duo sighed. "I need to get used to it too."
"If we're going to be intimate with each other then we need to accept that we might not all be involved when those times happen," Quatre pointed out. "Jealousy will always be our enemy, but if we remember how we feel about each other, we can keep it from destroying what we're trying to build between us."
"Yeah." The braided boy kissed Quatre's neck. "I can deal with the problems as long as I can have both of you."
"Me too," was the whispered reply before they kissed.
They were interrupted when Heero returned, lugging his suitcase. Duo pulled away from Quatre casually. He didn't want it to seem like he shouldn't be touching Quatre just because Heero wasn't there. Quatre was right; they really needed to talk about this. His train of thought was interrupted as he got a good look at the bag Heero had. "I think even Relena has smaller luggage. What the hell do you have in there, Jimmy Hoffa?"
The dark-haired boy gave them an uncomfortable look as he made his way to the shower. "Just clothes."
Quatre and Duo sighed at his reaction... and then went over to investigate the suitcase's contents when the water came on in the bathroom. Pulling out their new lover's wardrobe, they gave each other wicked smiles and began rummaging through their own clothes. When Heero came into the bedroom, they had his stuff put away and a different outfit lying on the bed.
"What's this?" The former Wing pilot asked as he eyed the ensemble warily.
"What you're wearing today," Duo replied brightly. "The fashion police have confiscated your other clothes.
Heero quirked an eyebrow and then picked up each article - a pair of faded blue jeans with randomly frayed places all over, a black tee shirt with the words "It's even better underneath this', and black combat boots. He looked back at the other two boys, a stunned expression on his face. "You're kidding, right?"
Duo shook his head, grinning. "Nope." He watched as Heero looked at the clothes again and had a moment's doubt about forcing the issue, but then the other boy sighed and sat down on the bed, pulling the shirt over his head. Duo looked at Quatre, who nodded, and then took a breath. "Hey... we need to talk about earlier," Duo began as he sat down beside Heero. "I was surprised when I saw you and Quatre playing around, but I'm not upset about it."
Heero froze. "Why not?"
Duo let out a frustrated breath before reaching over to turn Heero's face towards him until their eyes met. "You have just as much right to Cat now as I do, Heero. We both expect times when one of us won't be there when the other is getting hot and heavy with you." He kept his violet gaze steady on blue. "Quatre and I talked about that while you went to your room, and we've accepted it. You need to accept it too, or this won't work." He smiled then. "Both of us want you. We don't want to wait on the other one if there's a chance to tumble you. And if one of us feels left out, we have to be honest and tell each other."
Quatre settled on the other side of Heero. "He's right, Heero. It may not be easy at first, but we love and respect each other, and that's a start. Besides, it's not about keeping track of how many times each of us has taken you."
"Or how many times you've taken each of us."
"Or how many times each of us has sucked you off."
"Or how many times you've sucked each of us... "
"All right!" Heero interrupted, his face reddening slightly. "I get it. I won't let it bother me if one of you walks in on me with the other. I'll just make a joke and ask him to join in." He then stood to pull on his borrowed jeans.
Duo and Quatre shared a look before the blond said, "Heero... we didn't mean to make light of your feelings."
Heero paused in zipping his fly. "I just... " He turned to look at them. "This is too important for me to screw up."
"Listen, 'Ro," Duo began, his face serious. "Cat and I had problems when we first began our relationship. We couldn't tell each other what we wanted, and it nearly ended everything between us."
"We were trying so hard to make each other happy that we didn't speak up when something bothered us," Quatre explained. "We were both so afraid of losing the other one, we didn't realize that we were losing ourselves."
The former Wing pilot sat back down between them. "So what happened?"
Duo took one of Heero's hands. "Well, one night we were in bed, and I was taking Quatre when I noticed that even though he had his eyes closed, there wasn't any pleasure on his face."
Quatre nodded sadly. "I was so focused on getting Duo off that I hadn't let him stretch me completely, but I didn't want to tell him and ruin the moment, even if I wasn't enjoying it like I usually did."
"But you both seem so comfortable about sex with each other now," Heero observed softly.
"Yeah, but it took time," the braided boy replied. "That night, I stopped as soon as I figured out what was goin' on. I was angry and hurt that Quatre would let me do that to him."
"And I was so embarrassed and upset that I locked myself in the bathroom," Quatre said with a sigh.
Duo nodded. "And I let him stay in there until he'd calmed down. When he came out, I was still in bed, and I told him if he didn't talk to me about what happened, he could pack up and leave."
"Just like that?" The dark-haired boy asked with a hint of anger, blue eyes flashing. "So if I mess up, I'm out?"
"No," Duo told him, "That wasn't why I said that to him. Messing up is one thing. Not talking about it is another. Locking himself in the bathroom was okay. Sometimes we need to calm down before we can deal with a problem, but ignoring it is not an option. When we argue, we separate, but we always sit down later and tell each other why we got upset and how to not let it happen again. We have to be able to see that our love is stronger than the hurt."
The blond reached his arm around Heero and rubbed Duo's back. "We lay there for a good three hours, telling each other how we felt, what we wanted out of what we had, and what we liked and didn't like."
Duo grinned. "And even though we've had to do that more than once, we've learned there's no other way."
They were silent for a moment and then Heero whispered, "I want to be with both of you. I don't want to hurt either of you by making you feel like I want the other one more."
The braided boy laughed. "Hell, Heero. I'm in love with both of you. If you think that you wanting to fuck Quatre is gonna change how I feel about you, you'd better think again." He paused. "
"And I love Duo more than anything," Quatre interjected. "I want him to be happy, so if being with you makes him happy, I'm all for it." He paused and then added with a wicked grin. "Of course, I've discovered that I want you too, and I'm not afraid to let both of you know it."
"Very loudly," Duo quipped, winking at Heero.
Quatre swatted his arm. "I'd talk about being loud, Duo Maxwell!"
"Both of you are damn loud, and I think I'm going to enjoy making you even louder," Heero interrupted, trying to join in the banter despite his flushed face.
"Now that sounds like a good plan," Duo said with a laugh. When Heero smiled shyly at them and stood back up to finish getting dressed, the braided boy scooted closer to Quatr, and they both watched. The jeans fit Heero perfectly, his lower body accentuated by the skin showing through the rips. The tee shirt was so tight that Duo could see the muscles of Heero's arms and chest flexing. "Absolutely fuckable," the former Deathscythe pilot breathed.
"Definitely," Quatre agreed, a similar look of desire on his face. "And there is no way I'll ever pass it up, so get used to walking in on us, Duo."
"Oh yeah," Duo leered at them both. "Lots of private and together time. The best of both worlds."
Heero turned, giving them both a bemused look. Then he tackled them to the bed, kissing each of them before growling in a suddenly seductive voice, "Then I guess I know what we'll be doing after breakfast."
Trowa walked into the dining room, quickly spotting Relena and the others. Taking a deep breath, he made his way over to the table. Dorothy was sitting beside the birthday girl, with Sally to her right, and one of Scavenger's band members beside her. Hilde was on Relena's left and Wufei beside her. Catherine was sitting next to Wufei, and all eyes settled on Trowa as he stood behind the chair next to his sister.
"I wanted to apologize to all of you for my behavior last night," he began, swallowing hard. "I had no right to say those things to Duo, especially since they weren't true. I know that I was wrong in my assumptions, and I'm going to tell him that, but I wanted to ask for your forgiveness as well." He paused, looking down. "Quatre came to me last night after Duo and I stormed out, and he and I talked about things. I hope that you'll give me the chance to make amends the way he has." He looked at Relena. "I'm really sorry if I ruined your party. I didn't mean to."
Relena smiled. "I understand. I'm not too happy that Duo got his feelings hurt, but as long as you apologize, I won't hold it against you, Trowa."
Trowa nodded. "Good. I regret it more than you know. I just hope Duo will forgive me."
"Why don't you ask me?"
Trowa turned to see Duo standing there with Quatre and Heero. He blinked at Heero's outfit, raising an eyebrow at the frayed jeans that showed quite a bit of skin. Heero had worn those biker shorts and muscle shirts during the war, so it wasn't as shocking to see him this way as it had been seeing Quatre in his stage clothes the night before. When Trowa read the writing on the shirt, he smiled in spite of himself. He noticed that Quatre's clothes were just as form fitting, though the brown shirt was a button down tucked in with the sleeves rolled up and a few buttons undone in front to reveal a silver feather necklace. His jeans weren't shredded but they were tighter than what the blond used to wear before he'd joined the band. Trowa had to admit that they looked good on Quatre's toned body though.
The former Heavyarms pilot let his eyes go to Duo then. The braided boy had on light tan jeans that hugged his hips and a blue sleeveless Western style shirt that was cropped to display his muscled stomach. Trowa pushed away his initial reaction, forcing himself to acknowledge that the man's body was attractive. If Duo wanted others to see it, then it was all right... so long as his lover - well, 'lovers' now, from all appearances - didn't mind. Like Quatre had said, just because Duo was sexy didn't mean that he was cheating on him - them. Green eyes flicked up to Duo's face, and when violet met his expectantly, Trowa cleared his throat.
"Will you forgive me for being such an ass last night?"
Duo held his gaze for a moment before replying, "That depends. Do you really believe those things you said about me? I need to know, because if you do, you and I are gonna be spending a helluva lot more time together until you see you're wrong. I don't like to be degraded in front of people over something that isn't true. You can talk about me all you want for the things I'm guilty of doing, but don't ever accuse me of hurting someone I love."
It was then that Trowa saw how much he'd hurt his former comrade. As confident as Duo had been on stage the night before, and in his anger on Quatre's behalf, the braided boy seemed to be as lacking in self-worth as Trowa was. That surprised the former mercenary, but it also helped him let go of any residual fear he'd had for Quatre. "No, Duo. I don't really believe those things. You've shown how much you love Quatre for who he is... " Trowa looked over at Quatre and then at Heero. "And Heero as well, it seems, so if the three of you have truly found happiness together, I don't have any right to judge you." His eyes went back at Duo. "Please forgive me."
"Apology accepted then," Duo said as he grabbed Trowa in a hug. Trowa felt something break inside him as his arms tightened around his friend. When the former Deathscythe pilot pulled away, both young men had tears in their eyes. Duo sniffed and then laughed. "You should get to know me again, Tro. You know, let me be your friend. I still am, you know, even now." He looked up through his bangs. "We need all the friends we can get."
Trowa smiled shakily as he patted Duo's shoulder. " I know. I'll try," he said softly, before sitting down at the table. He was relieved when Heero gave him an accepting nod before motioning towards the breakfast buffet. Duo and Quatre joined them, and when they returned to the table, conversation was flowing. The topic was unavoidable.
"I'm very happy that the three of you are lovers now," Relena told Duo as she buttered her croissant.
Duo smirked at her knowingly. "Before you even ask, we will not be making home movies for you, princess."
Everyone looked shocked as Relena grinned wickedly. "Oh, don't worry, lover boy. I'll be making my own."
Hilde walked with Wufei through the lobby to stand in an alcove. Breakfast has passed, and everyone was splitting up until tonight when they'd go out to a club that Dorothy had found. Duo and Quatre had dragged Heero off to go shopping, stating that the former Wing pilot needed to 'update' his wardrobe. Hilde did not envy Heero for a second. What had surprised her, though, had been Duo asking Trowa to join them... and Trowa agreeing. It was a good start to repairing their relationship, and Hilde was very relieved that their friendship hadn't ended in such a hurtful way.
Relena and Dorothy had talked about visiting one of the museums in the area, but the salvage woman had a feeling they wouldn't make it out of their room until time to go out that evening. The two blondes had announced their new relationship, and since everyone had already agreed to find their own diversions for the day, it gave the two women time alone. Hilde and Wufei were going with Sally and Chris to look for antiques at the nearby shops. She'd invited Catherine as well, so the five of them were meeting downstairs to head out. Hilde was looking forward to spending time with her friends. Looking over at Wufei, she added 'and love interest'.
The Chinese man had been very attentive that morning, signaling the waiter when Hilde had needed refills. It had been... strange. She wasn't used to having someone take care of her like that, but she had to admit that it had been nice. Wufei seemed to understand and respect her independent nature, but he didn't allow it to interfere with his wishes when it came to doing what he deemed as his responsibility as her suitor. Hilde grinned. That had been the word he'd used that morning when he'd met her in the dining room, and she'd snickered at him until his disgruntled expression had convinced her that he was serious. Suitor... she'd never really had one of those. Boyfriends, sure, but never a man like Chang Wufei. She was finding it increasingly difficult to imagine being without his presence. Hilde had never dreamed she'd find a man who could fill that part inside her heart that seemed so oddly shaped when compared to other women. Now, she was beginning to believe she had.
"My nymph is smiling as if she's seen a forest of tree men to ravish."
Hilde turned to see Wufei smirking at her in amusement and laughed. That was another thing that had been unexpected - his sarcastic humor and wit. "Just one tree man who has a dragon's spirit," she quipped.
Wufei's eyes softened and then turned serious. "I... Hilde, this isn't easy for me." He reached out and took her hand, making her heart skip a beat. "I haven't felt this way in a long time, and I... I just want... "
"What?" The salvage woman prompted when he stalled. "What do you want, Wufei? If I can give it, I'll try."
Kohl eyes met blue. "You," came the quiet yet firm reply. "I want you, and I don't know what to do about it."
Hilde smiled. "Well, I think we should just take it a step at a time." She pulled his hand up to her lips and kissed his knuckles. "I think we have a good chance of giving each other what we want."
"What do you want?" He asked breathlessly, his face moving towards hers steadily.
"You, Fei," she whispered as their lips touched, suddenly uncaring of the time or place, only aware of him.
Why bother with reality when you had a tree dragon to tame?
End Part 10
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