Title: A Side Trip To L4 (2nd in The Playtime Series)
Author: tkmaxwell777
Category: Shonen Ai/Yaoi/Het
Pairings: 9+3, 3+4, 3x3, 9x3x4, 6x9 implied
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I seriously doubt the GW creators had THIS in mind when they made it, but at least it's entertaining ;)
Warnings: PWP, Lemon, Threesome
Archived: Yep! Thanks Lev :)
She watched him reach his hand into the cage. It had always impressed her how fearless he seemed to be, but didn't all of the Gundam pilots show the same courage in the face of danger? He was leaning against the bars, his hand stroking the mane of a male lion, seemingly lost in thought; she could tell that Trowa was not as happy as he led the others to believe. She had spoken to Quatre before embarking on this little mission, checking to see how responsive the blonde would be to a certain houseguest. She had also spoken with Catherine, making sure the girl who had appointed herself as Trowa's sister wouldn't object to Trowa being absent from the circus for a while; Catherine had agreed that Trowa needed to get away. Noin could now see why. She smiled to herself; this was going to be a challenge.
It had been a few months since her escapade with Heero and Duo. She had been in contact with the two Gundam pilots frequently, making sure they were still doing well with their relationship. Heero actually smiled now, and Duo seemed to not be as restless; in other words, they had both found peace in each other. Zechs hadn't forgotten about her comments concerning Quatre and Trowa. It had taken them this long to correspond their schedules with their plans for the boys. Noin couldn't have done it without Zechs' help. As her eyes swept over the former Heavyarms pilot again, she knew she would be thanking her longhaired lover profusely when they returned home.
Trowa must have sensed her walking towards him, for he turned quickly, a surprised expression on his face as he recognized her. "Noin. What brings you here?"
Noin gave the brown-haired boy a friendly smile. "Zechs is in town for a project meeting, and I decided to tag along. I thought I'd stop by while he's occupied and see how you're doing."
Green eyes held a wary look. "I'm doing well. How is the project going?"
"You know how it is," Noin snorted. "A bunch of bureaucratic bullshit has to be cleared away before the real work can begin."
Trowa relaxed and smiled back. "Zechs should have no problem with them."
Noin chuckled lightly. "Zechs will have them eating out of his hand before we leave. That man could charm water rights from the desert."
Trowa laughed. "I don't doubt it." He looked thoughtful for a moment before adding, "Why don't we go somewhere a little more comfortable so we can talk. I'm sure you have news of the guys."
Noin grinned. "Oh, do I ever."
Trowa raised his eyebrow questioningly before turning to lead them back to his tent. He didn't comment, but something told Noin that the green-eyed boy was more interested than he appeared. They entered his nomadic home and sat down on the folding chairs. A moment passed before Trowa gave into his curiosity.
"So, what's been going on with everyone?"
Noin chose her words carefully. "Well, Heero and Duo are living together now on L2. Duo still works at the scrap yard with Hilde, and Heero is doing some kind of computer design work for a computer games company."
"I thought Duo and Hilde were together."
Noin smiled. "No. They are definitely not together." She noticed Trowa's confused look, but didn't comment further. Instead, she continued by saying, "Wufei and Sally are partners with the Preventers. They've been on an undercover mission for the past month, but I think they'll be wrapping that up in the next couple of weeks." She noticed how he was listening politely, but not really showing any interest. She decided to change that. "And Quatre... well, you know he went back to L4 to take over his father's construction company." She noted how Trowa perked up at the mention of the other boy's name.
Trowa nodded. "Yeah, I knew that Quatre went home."
The sound of Trowa's voice made Noin want to cry. It was a quiet resignation that held a deep longing. She smiled to herself; this was definitely a good sign. Now all she needed to do was play her cards right...
"Zechs and I are having to make a side trip there before going back home. I'm going to see Quatre while Zechs' is in his meetings, you know, to see how he is and all. I called him before coming here, and he seemed so excited about me coming there. Said something about never seeing anyone from the war, and how he wished he could see you pilots again." Noin held her breath, waiting for Trowa to respond.
"Really? Did he... mention anyone in particular?"
Noin grinned at him. "Actually, he spoke of Duo." She watched as the boy's face fell and then added casually, "But he said he'd like to see you most of all."
Trowa's eyes widened slightly, a mixture of shock and wonder on his handsome face. Noin's heart ached for him as he replied softly, "I don't know why he'd want to see me. I mean, we were friends, but..."
Noin sighed lightly. "Well, when I told him I was coming here first, he practically begged me to ask you to come along for a visit. It wouldn't be but for a couple of days, and Zechs and I have to stop back by here on our way home, so it wouldn't be any problem at all."
She watched the brown-haired boy struggle with what to do. Noin could see the indecision, and feared for a moment that he was going to refuse. As if on cue, Catherine walked into the tent.
"Oh, I didn't know you had company, Trowa," she said smoothly, giving Noin a little private wink.
"Noin stopped by to see how we were doing," Trowa explained, including Catherine in the statement so as to not make her feel left out. Noin thought he was the sweetest thing when it came to his 'sister'. She saw him hesitate before he continued, "She and Zechs are going to L4."
Catherine's eyes sparkled. "Oh, really? You know, you should stow away and go see Quatre. I bet he'd loved to see you."
Trowa looked at the girl and blinked. "You mean, you wouldn't mind if I went?"
Catherine walked up to her 'brother' and put her arm around his shoulder. "Of course not, Trowa. Even you need a break sometimes. And you could always catch a shuttle back here, you know."
"We're coming back in a few days," Noin interjected, pleased with how Trowa's eyes had lit up at Catherine's suggestion. Noin was glad that she had asked for the girl's help. "We could bring him back then, if he'd like us to."
"Well then," Catherine said, her tone light and encouraging, "I think you should take this opportunity, Trowa. You never know when the chance may come again, and I'd hate for you to miss out on it."
Trowa thought about it for only another split-second before looking back at Noin with a slight smile. "Okay."
Noin smiled back in elation. "Great. Let's get you packed."
The journey to L4 was an uneventful one. Zechs and Trowa talked a lot about the project, while Noin added playful and entertaining comments whenever possible. One look into her lover's light blue eyes told her that he was enjoying her little game as much as she was. She definitely had to make it up to him when they got home; it was something she was beginning to look forward to doing.
They arrived at the spaceport then took a cab to the hotel where they would be staying while in town. Quatre's house wasn't that far away, so they could easily remain at the Winner Estate well into the evening before returning to their rooms for the night. After dropping Zechs off, Noin and Trowa continued to Quatre's since the blonde was expecting them for lunch. As they pulled into the huge driveway, Trowa was struck again with the enormity of the Arabian's home. He had avoided Quatre in part because he just wasn't all that comfortable with the boy's social and financial status; it made him feel so beneath him. Why would the blonde want to be his friend? He had nothing to offer the other boy except a soul filled with pain, a heart filled with sorrow, and a memory filled with nightmares.
Noin could almost hear all of those thoughts as she watched the emotions flash across her companion's face. Oh, how she knew that mentality so well. Zechs had felt the same way for so long until she had convinced him that she loved him for the person buried underneath all of the pain and self-loathing. It had taken a while, but through her love and understanding, she had finally broken through to him, and found everything she had ever longed for deep inside him. She knew Quatre could do the same for Trowa.
They exited the cab and walked to the front door. Before they could even ring the bell, the door was thrown open as an enthusiastic Quatre practically smothered a surprised Trowa. Noin smiled at the display.
"I can't believe you're actually here!" exclaimed the Winner heir, his face flush with excitement as he pulled away from the other boy.
Trowa blinked back at him. "Hello, Quatre. Good to see you again." His voice was calm, but Noin could tell he wasn't as unaffected as he pretended.
Quatre smiled warmly. "Same old Trowa." He turned his attention to Noin and pulled her into an affectionate embrace. "Noin, you're looking well."
Noin pulled away and gave him a conspiring wink. "Not as good as you, Quatre. When did you get so tall? And you've filled out ever so nicely."
Quatre blushed handsomely. "Thank you. I managed to convince Rashid that I needed to learn about the construction business from the ground floor up. Working a jackhammer isn't an easy job, but it tones you up better than any weight training could." Quatre motioned for them to come in.
Trowa took a moment to look over the blonde as they followed him inside the house. Quatre was taller, and his face had taken on a hint of maturity that only made him even more attractive than he had been just a few months ago; but what made Trowa take the most notice were his eyes. Although they were still bright and full of life, they held more of a mischievous glint than the childish glee they had before. Trowa had to admit that Quatre had seemed to grow up overnight.
Noin watched the two boys with growing anticipation. There was definitely something between them, and she could tell that Quatre's feelings were of the more-than-friendship kind. His aqua eyes had swept over Trowa's body like a thirsty man in the middle of the desert looking at an oasis. She saw Trowa appraising the other boy too, a look of desire on his face as his eyes took in the blonde's changed form. 'This might not be so hard after all,' she thought happily.
"Rashid is actually letting you work?" the green-eyed boy asked as they were led into the living room. He needed to try to take his mind off of the physical changes that were affecting him more than he wanted to think about.
Quatre sat down on the sofa, patting the spot next to him for Trowa. Noin had already taken the easy chair, so Trowa had no choice but to sit next to him. Quatre smiled. "Yep. I told him if he didn't let me gain the respect of my fellow workers then I would walk away from the whole company." The blonde frowned slightly. "I want my workers to know I'm not some damn figurehead. I want to be involved, and I want them to know I'm involved."
Trowa nodded in approval. Quatre had always stood up for what he believed in, and it pleased the brown-haired boy to see that the blonde was still doing it. "Sounds like Rashid has his hands full." He couldn't help the mirth that rose within him at the mental image of Quatre with his hands on his hips, telling Rashid that he would do what he damned well pleased. Trowa almost laughed out loud.
Quatre sensed the other boy's emotions and smiled even brighter, his eyes lighting up at Trowa's change in mood. "I don't think anyone but you can really handle me," he said in a teasing tone.
Trowa felt warmth spread through him at the blonde's admission. Their eyes caught and held for a moment, understanding passing between them as it had so many times during the war. Their conversation was interrupted as Quatre's servant informed them that lunch was ready.
The call came right on time. Noin smiled as the servant walked into the dining room where they were just finishing eating. "Miss Noin, Mr. Zechs is on the line."
Noin walked over to the vid that was close by; Quatre had one in each room. She pressed the receive button to see the handsome face of her lover smiling back at her. "Hello there, beautiful, how's it going?"
Noin smiled back. "We're just finishing lunch. What's up?"
"I'm afraid that I will be working on some plans through the rest of the night, so I won't be making it back to the hotel room."
"Oh?" Noin asked, trying to make her voice sound surprised. She then turned to see Quatre practically jumping at the opportunity that was presenting itself.
"Why don't you both stay here tonight?" the blonde asked, just as Noin knew he would.
"Are you sure, Quatre? We wouldn't want to be any bother..." She watched the Arabian look at Trowa as he answered.
"I'm sure. Please stay. I already have dinner planned, and well, it would gives us all more time to talk."
Trowa looked at Noin. "It would save us having just come back here in the morning anyway since Zechs will be in meetings first thing."
Noin nodded then turned back to the screen, a triumphant gleam in her eyes. "I guess we're staying here tonight, Zechs. Is that okay with you?"
Zechs gave her a knowing look, his smirk telling her he would be thinking of her while she was gone. "Of course. I love you. Sleep tight."
"Love you. Don't let anyone bite too hard," she replied, chuckling at his all out grin before disconnecting. Everything was going to plan. She walked back over to the table and sat down to finish her coffee. Seeing the contented look in Trowa's eyes and the excited look in Quatre's made her heart light indeed.
It was at dinner when Noin decided to take things to the next level, so to speak. They had been talking about the other Gundam pilots when Noin made the boys aware of Heero and Duo being together. Both had been shocked. It wasn't so much from Duo, after all the boy had never made it any secret that he didn't have a preference so long as the person was attractive in some way, but the fact that Heero was involved had been the clincher. Trowa sat there stunned. Quatre was positively beaming.
"That is so great!" he exclaimed happily. "I am so glad that they found each other. I could always tell that there was something there, but I didn't know if it was more than friendship or not. Oh, Noin, that is such good news. Isn't it, Trowa?"
Trowa looked at the blonde and nodded. "Yeah. I'm happy for them. I never would have thought Heero would... well... open up like that, but... yeah."
Noin could see the distress in the other boy's emerald eyes. Quatre must have sensed it for he tensed as he looked at the other boy. "Trowa?"
Trowa didn't know why he suddenly felt so upset. He was happy for them... really. It was just... well... he'd never thought Heero would be able to love someone so easily; he'd always thought they were a little alike in that regard. Finding out that the former Wing pilot had allowed his emotions to guide him left Trowa feeling as if he was betraying his. He didn't like it, and he didn't know what to do about it either.
Noin stepped in. "So, Quatre, any young lady we should be aware of?"
Quatre turned his attention back to Noin and frowned. "No."
When the Winner heir didn't elaborate, Noin continued. "A young gentleman perhaps then?"
Trowa had been taking a drink from his glass to try to calm himself but spewed water all over the place at that question, coughing for a moment before catching his breath. He looked at Quatre apologetically only to see the blonde looking back and forth between him and Noin.
"I... Noin... why would you... think... how did you..." his eyes tracked to Trowa again before he lowered them to his lap and answered softly, "Neither."
Trowa gaped. What did that mean? Could Quatre be... could he be... like Duo? Trowa couldn't even process that. He looked at Noin, a little upset at her aplomb. She met his gaze evenly.
"How about you, Trowa? A young lady or gentleman sharing your tent?"
Trowa felt a little angry at her gall to ask such a question. "I really don't think that's anyone's business but mine, Noin," he replied quietly. His eyes flickered to Quatre to see him looking at him curiously.
Noin chuckled lightly. "Oh, come on, Trowa. It's just us. Besides, Quatre and I both want to know, don't we, Quatre?" She watched as the blonde's face went red from embarrassment, but the Arabian didn't protest her words.
Trowa looked back at Quatre to see him blush. Why would Quatre be interesting in whether or not he was seeing someone? It didn't make any sense. Trowa kept his eyes on the other boy, as he replied, "No." After a couple of seconds he added softly, "Neither." He barely saw the relief flash across Quatre's features before it was gone. Was Quatre ashamed that he liked both men and women? Perhaps that was why he was so rattled when Noin had asked him. If so, Trowa was glad he could at least put the blonde's fears to rest with his answer. No matter what his preference, Trowa would never think any less of the other boy.
"Hmm... I was hoping so," Noin said, her voice husky and low. "There's nothing like being with a couple of unattached gorgeous young men. I may have to take advantage of you both before I leave."
"What would Zechs say about that?" Trowa asked, his tone a tad lighter.
Noin laughed. "He'd say, 'Just be sure to get copies of the video for me', that's what he'd say."
Quatre's eyes widened. For so long he had been seen as an innocent, as a 'little brother' type. Noin's words made him feel like the desirable young man he was. "Oh, really? Well, I might have to take you up on that offer," he replied, his voice matching her tone perfectly. "What do you think, Trowa? I couldn't pick a sexier woman to be taken advantage of by, can you?"
Trowa was beginning to feel a little uncomfortable. The open teasing was making him realize just how much Quatre had changed. He'd always seen the other boy as 'pure and untouchable', but now... Quatre almost seemed as sensual as Duo. He looked at Noin only to see her wink at him.
"Think about it, Trowa. After all, Heero and Duo certainly enjoyed it." With that, she stood and walked towards the door to head upstairs. She could almost see the two completely stunned expressions on those two handsome faces.
Trowa lay back on the bed, his mind completely in turmoil. After Noin had dropped her bombshell on them, he and Quatre had made their excuses and went their separate ways. He couldn't believe Noin. Had she been serious about Heero and Duo? Duo, Trowa could see, but Heero? Heero in a threesome? It was almost unfathomable to him. Trowa's mind shifted to a more recent image. He had been heading back to his room after a shower just as Quatre was walking down the hall. Smiling, the blonde had informed him that he was going to the kitchen to 'get a little snack'. The way the Arabian had said it had been so suggestive that Trowa had found himself getting flushed just from the tone in Quatre's voice. It hadn't helped any that Quatre had only been wearing a pair of thin black silk boxers. Trowa couldn't help his body's reaction to seeing the sexy blonde almost naked; that smooth pale chest seemed much more defined than Trowa had remembered. In fact, Noin had been right; Quatre had filled out quite nicely over the past few months. Trowa had hurried away just to keep the other boy from seeing his apparent arousal.
That thought brought Trowa back to the present, and an aching erection that was begging him for attention. Sighing in resignation, he reached into his own green boxers to grasp his still-pulsing arousal. He moaned as he closed his eyes, envisioning the other boy in his mind as he stroked himself slowly; pale skin he knew had to be as soft as it looked, mesmerizing aqua eyes that called to his very soul, and a voice so sexy and sweet it should have been outlawed. Trowa increased the pressure of his fingers around his length as he ghosted his other hand over his nipples, sliding them down his chest, over his stomach, past his throbbing need, caressing his sac teasingly for a moment before continuing lower to his entrance.
"You look so incredible like that."
Trowa's eyes flew open as he turned to see Noin standing in the doorway of his bedroom. "N-noin, what... how did you..."
Noin chuckled seductively. "I think you were a tad bit distracted." She let her eyes wander over his body, resting on his arousal for a moment before smirking. "Of course, I think I'd be distracted quite often if I had THAT to play with."
Trowa was speechless at that remark. He watched, stunned, as Noin walked over to the bed, pausing for a moment to look at him again before settling herself down beside him. She had on a lacy black bra and matching lace panties. Although Trowa did prefer males, he had to admit she looked incredible.
"Let me see if I can help you with that," she almost purred as her hand moved to take over from his.
Trowa's hips thrust up into the sensation of her silky grip. He was panting, mostly from shock, as he tried to get a grasp on reality. Noin was stroking him... and doing a damn fine job at it, too, he had to add as he moaned unconsciously.
"Mind if I join you?" came a voice from the still-open doorway.
Trowa looked to see something he'd only imagined in his dreams; Quatre Raberba Winner stood there completely naked. His creamy skin almost glowed in the low lighting, and there was a sultry smile on his blushed lips, but what got Trowa's attention was the other boy's body. During the war, Quatre had been a little smaller than the other pilots, making Trowa feel rather protective of him. The young man in front of him now made the former Heavyarms pilot realize that he didn't have to worry about protecting him any longer. Sleek muscles, well defined and toned, his aqua eyes burning with the fire of desire that Trowa had never seen before, pink nipples already hardened, and an erection that was standing proud, a drop of moisture already leaking from the tip, all made Quatre absolutely gorgeous... and absolutely male.
"I was hoping you'd get curious and stop by," Noin replied saucily.
Quatre advanced towards the bed. "Is this okay, Trowa? I've wanted you for so long. Do you... do you want me?"
"How could I not want you," the brown-haired boy breathed. "Look at you. You're incredible."
Quatre smiled. "I've loved you from the moment I saw you, Trowa," he explained as he sat down on the other side of the boy. "I knew you only saw me as a friend, but I couldn't help myself. When the war ended this time, I wanted to tell you, but I was so afraid that I'd lose you." The blonde frowned. "But I lost you anyway, so when Noin told me she was going to bring you with her, I decided to tell you while I had the chance."
Trowa took in the other boy's fearful look and felt his heart break. "I never thought you could want me, Quatre Why would you? You are so beautiful, and I'm... I'm nothing."
Quatre leaned over, a fierce look in his eyes. "You are everything to me."
Noin watched the exchange with a sense of accomplishment. Quatre suddenly looked at her and smiled.
"Will you help us, Noin? Will you help us like you did Heero and Duo?"
Noin gave them a sexy smile. "Oh, I think I could manage that." She then got up. "I'll be right back. Don't do anything interesting while I'm gone."
Both boys watched her walk out the door then turned to look at each other. Quatre gave Trowa a wicked grin. "So I guess that means we can do anything that's not interesting until then?"
Trowa chuckled at that. "What qualifies as 'not interesting'?"
Quatre leaned forward again and took Trowa's mouth in a tender kiss. Trowa moaned as he pulled the other boy against him, the softness of Quatre's skin igniting him in a way he hadn't known was possible. Quatre moaned, opening his mouth as Trowa plunged his tongue inside to taste him. Trowa couldn't believe how good Quatre tasted, so sweet, like fresh-picked berries and cream. He absently wondered if that's what the boy had for his 'little snack' before arriving to help seduce him. His thoughts were interrupted as Noin returned.
"Can't leave you two alone for a minute," she commented dryly.
"You said 'nothing interesting'," Quatre replied with a cheeky grin.
Noin laughed as she approached the bed. "In that case, let's do something 'really' interesting instead."
She directed Trowa to remain where he was, while instructing Quatre to straddle him so his erection was just at mouth level before she positioned herself between Trowa's legs. "Now, Trowa, while you're enjoying your Arabian dessert, I will be dining on European cream." She couldn't help but giggle at the looks both boys gave her. Oh, it was such a wonderful thing to be so shameless. She smiled wickedly as she suddenly licked the dew from Trowa's tip.
Trowa bucked up, unable to control his reaction to the incredible sensation. He looked up to see Quatre smirking at him and decided to make the blonde pay for his enjoyment of his torture. "Don't look so smug, Winner. I'm getting ready to make you scream." Before the blonde could say anything, he was moaning as Trowa licked his length, using his tongue like one of the cats the dark-haired boy had taken care of for so long, tasting Quatre's essence as he teased the slit.
Quatre was in heaven. The boy he had loved for so long was making love to him with his mouth. Gentle nips, long licks, and teasing nibbles made him harder than he'd ever been before. He watched in rapt fascination as the other boy caressed him with his tongue. It felt incredible, and as Trowa took him completely in his mouth, Quatre cried out in pleasure. "Trowa! Oh, yes!"
Noin lapped at the head of Trowa's erection, savoring the flavor that was uniquely him. His length was just right for sucking, and she soon plunged it into her mouth, causing the brown-haired boy to yell out... or at least he would have yelled out if it hadn't been for the arousal already in his mouth. As it turned out, his groan just served to vibrate along Quatre's length making the blonde cry out instead. Noin smiled; that certainly wasn't something that happened every day, and she intended to have the Arabian screaming for both of them before she was through. Without missing a lick, she opened the tube of lubricant and coated her fingers. Sliding her hand down Trowa's soft thigh, she made her way to his entrance. Before Trowa even knew what was happening, she pressed a digit into the tight ring of muscle there, gently massaging.
Trowa felt like he was drowning. Noin's penetration overwhelmed him, and when he felt her place a tube of something in his hand, he suddenly knew where this was leading. He smiled around his lover's arousal and quickly coated his own fingers with the slick substance from the tube. His heart felt lighter than it ever had before just knowing that he was going to claim the boy who had captured his heart so long ago.
"Oh, Trowa!" Quatre screamed out as the other boy sucked a little harder in reaction to Noin's ministrations. The blonde had no idea what Noin was doing to his lover, but at the moment, he hoped she just continued it. He tensed slightly as he felt Trowa's hands move to his hips. Then he felt himself being spread apart as a cool wet finger traced his opening. "Oh, yes," he panted as Trowa tentatively inserted his fingertip. "More, Trowa. More."
Trowa was glad to oblige him. Noin's finger was working its way in and out of him at a very pleasing rate, and Trowa wanted to climax with his blonde lover, so he carefully began moving his finger in and out of Quatre's body, relishing the moans the other boy made as he did it. Then his vision went starry as Noin touched that spot deep inside him. He cried out around Quatre's erection, making the blonde yell in response. Knowing how good it felt, he searched for the spot inside the other boy.
Quatre screamed as Trowa brushed against something inside him. It was like pure fire that pulsed through his blood as Trowa began rubbing that spot ever so often as he continued to finger him. He felt Trowa add another finger and pushed back against those intruding digits counterpoint to him thrusting into Trowa's mouth. It was such sweet torture, and he knew that he wasn't going to last much longer.
Noin added another finger and was soon thrusting them in and out of Trowa as she increased her attentions to his arousal. She knew the brown-haired boy was getting close, and she could tell from the blonde's encouraging shouts that he was as well. She began thrusting her fingers against Trowa's prostate more and more as she licked and sucked him. She could feel his balls contracting and his thighs tensing as he neared orgasm; she was waiting.
Trowa could feel himself getting close. He redoubled his efforts on the blonde, adding a third finger, hitting his prostate over and over again much like Noin was doing to him. Quatre was crying for more, and he increased his suction, taking him in deeper to swallow around his swollen head. He watched that beautiful face contort with pleasure and knew he was lost; he belonged to Quatre now.
"Trowa! Oh my, Allah!" the blonde cried out as he was deep-throated. He felt the fire sweep through him as Trowa touched that spot one more time. It was all it took to send Quatre into orbit. "Ahhh! Troooowaaaa!" White light enveloped him as pulse after pulse of his essence pumped into Trowa's mouth; the former Heaveyarms' pilot drank every drop.
Noin heard Quatre climax, and with a couple more thrusts of her fingers and flicks of her tongue, she took Trowa over the edge as well. His mouth free from Quatre's erection, he yelled out loudly as he came. "Oh yes! Yes! Yes! Oh, yeeeeeeeessssss!" Noin swallowed as he filled her mouth with his nectar.
Trowa felt Noin increase her strokes, but it was that wicked tongue that brought him off. He released Quatre's softening member in time to scream out as his orgasm hit him full force. Never had he experienced something so intense and powerful. He opened his eyes to see Aqua depths looking at him in complete wonder as Trowa gave into his pleasure.
Noin gave Trowa a parting lick before she moved away, leaving the two boys in position. Without further ado, she got up and headed for the door.
"Where are you going?" Trowa asked, his voice still thick with passion.
Noin turned to look at the two beautiful boys, naked, in love, lying on the bed. "I have a longhaired blonde patiently awaiting my arrival. I'd love to stay and watch, but... well... he deserves some of my attention too." She smirked at them, a mischievous glint in her eyes.
"I thought he was working all night," Quatre said, a little confused.
"Oh, I'm sure I can pull him away long enough for some Sank delights," she replied sensually. "Quatre, thank you for the wonderful hospitality. You two have fun, and Trowa, if I don't talk to you before Zechs and I leave, enjoy your stay. I have a feeling it will be a long one." She then left the room.
Two boys gazed after her with bewildered expressions until the brown-haired one looked at the blonde one and said with a smile, "I think I could become quite used to getting Arabian dessert."
The blonde smiled down at his lover. "And I think I need to try this European cream I've been hearing about. I have a feeling it's going to be something I'll need every morning with my coffee."
Laughter filled the room as the two lovers began tasting all over again.
"How did it go?" came the sultry voice from the bed.
Noin smirked. "As Heero would say, 'Mission Accomplished'."
Zechs laughed. "So I take it I won't have to be worrying about making any side trips for a while?"
Noin tossed her shirt onto the floor, followed by her jeans. "Not for a while. Can I interest you in a little journey of your own?"
Zechs raised an eyebrow. "And where might that be to?"
"Lucrezialand. I hear it's really hot there, and wet. Might need to be a little adventurous to navigate the terrain, but I think you can handle it."
Zechs pulled her on top of his nude form. "Oh, I'm sure I can handle it, but you're definitely overdressed for the trip."
And hour later, they lay sweaty and sated in each other's arms. Zechs was almost asleep when Noin's voice whispered sexily, "You know, Sally mentioned that she was having trouble with Wufei."
Zechs just shook his head.
The End
(:./tk/playtime2)
