22-Jan-2005
Title: Howl 6/?
Author: Sol 1056
Rating: NC-17 for sex, violence, and dirty mouths
Warning: Subplots deal with the establishment, child-bearing... oh, and werepervs. Yes. That's right. Werepervs.
Pairings: Various, but predominantly 2x1, 1xR, 2xR, 4x3, 5x3, 1x3, 4xC, 3xH, RxD, 5xM, and a few others that may come and go.
Disclaimer: No, don't own 'em... Hey! Could that be a sigh of relief from Bandai?
Archived: sweetlysour and gwaddiction
Critiques: always welcome, natch!
Notes: I wasn't sent back to citrus school, so let's see how the morning after fared for our intrepid threesome. This chapter and the next are a pledge in thanks for a generous donation of $145 by Ravensilver and Gail, to MSF and UNICEF for their tsunami relief funds. Thank you, you two!
"the nitroglycerine shrieks of the fairies of advertising and the mustard gas of sinister intelligent editors"
---Carl Ginsburg
Heero woke up to several sensations at once. Sound: water running, splashing, which he groggily identified as someone in the shower. Sight: a fair stretch of skin, and too-bright sunlight beyond that. Taste: pears, sugar, and something bitter, the foulness of a mouth after sleep. Scent: musk, heavy with sex, spice of cinnamon. Touch: A warm body beneath him and beside him.
His right hand was curled, fist against his chest, and his head was pillowed on someone's shoulder. His left hand was stretched down and across muscled flat planes, grasping a quickly stiffening erection. Heero jerked away, and the chest under him rumbled.
"Hey, hey, no squeezing," Duo murmured, and Heero was gently shoved back down. "You two..."
"What... " Heero coughed a little to clear his throat, but didn't try to move away. Instead he found himself curling up closer; one leg was draped across Duo's, intertwined. "What about us?"
"Relena-girl didn't let go of my braid the entire night," Duo said, chuckling. The motion made Heero's head rise and fall, and he rode with it, savoring the warmth. "Her other hand was on you. Meanwhile, you had your hand on my dick." Duo shifted above Heero, then lips were pressed to Heero's forehead. "Don't remember, do you."
"Oh." Heero thought to move his hand, but Duo bucked his hips slightly, and there was no question: hand would stay where it was. "Sorry."
"Don't. You fell asleep... mid-stroke. Right out." Duo chuckled again.
"Glad to see someone finds it amusing." Heero rubbed his nose against Duo's collarbone. "I'm sleeping."
"Finish what you started," Duo whispered.
Heero raised his head, stunned. "How... What are you?"
Duo laughed out loud, then. "Male, Heero-boy. We slept for ten hours... isn't that enough time to recover?"
"Oh." Heero considered his own state of affairs.
His ass was sore; his legs felt leaden but nothing that wouldn't be fine after a bit of stretching. His own dick was hardening as well, pressed up against Duo's hip. He flexed his hand, and Duo made that strange rumbling sound in his throat again, ending on a soft whine. Heero smiled despite his attempt to look grumpy, and scooted down the bed, dragging his mouth along Duo's chest. He shifted, pushing Duo's leg's apart, and settled down, his hands on Duo's thighs, staring at Duo's cock. It was thicker than he'd realized--though it had certainly filled him to the bursting point, the night before--and for a moment he cringed at the memory.
He leaned over, and the motion made his shoulder twinge. Abruptly he sat up, putting a hand on his shoulder. Lowering his hand, he stared down at the dried flakes of blood, then at Duo, whose smug grin had an edge of wariness.
"You... bit me," Heero said.
"You challenged me," Duo retorted.
"Did not." Heero sat back on his haunches, and crossed his arms. "You were far too large--"
"Thanks for the compliment, Heero-boy, but... " Duo pulled his legs from around Heero and sat up, shifting into a crouch, balanced neatly in the center of the bed. His braid dangled down his chest, swaying. His eyes narrowed into pleased slits, and he murmured, "I like you tight."
Heero couldn't help but gasp, and part of it was annoyance at the sensation of his face heating up. He scowled at Duo.
The water shut off, and Relena stepped from the bathroom. Heero turned to see her strolling past, rubbing her head with the towel. Normally she'd wear the soft pink robe he'd gotten her as a continuation of their joke, but this time she simply strolled to the edge of the bed as if utterly unaware of her nudity.
"Shower's free," she said, and then Heero realized: Relena wasn't quite meeting Duo's eyes. "Ah... anyone hungry?"
"Starving," Duo said, and grumbled under his breath when Heero managed to move away from him. Duo shook his head and yanked Heero back on the bed. "Dibs on the shower." He rolled off the bed to come to his feet, pressed up against Relena. She squeaked, then relaxed into his arms when he simply gave her a hug. "Morning... or afternoon, actually."
"Afternoon?" Heero rubbed his head and blinked at the clock. "Four! It's four... crap." He fell back on the bed, and rolled over to grab the nearest pillow. "I was supposed to meet Trowa at one for a late lunch."
"Call him while I make... dinner, I guess," Relena replied. She left the room, returning a minute later to dump the phone on the bed. Duo strolled to the bathroom, after one last grope at Relena's breast, and she swatted him. Duo pouted, and she held her breasts, thumb and forefinger of each hand squeezing her nipples. "See these? These will be for the baby!"
"But not yet!" Duo bent down and dove into her, a shoulder against her stomach, sending her falling backwards onto the bed. They fell next to Heero, who came up on his elbows, curious. Duo leered at Heero, and crooked a finger. Then Duo lowered his head to Relena's breast, tonguing at the nipple, then suckling, his jaw moving slightly.
Relena arched her back, gasping, and Duo glanced across her to Heero, whose cock tightened, swelled, and hardened at the image. Nodding, Heero crawled forward to place his mouth against Relena's other breast, flicking his tongue back and forth across the nipple, then sucking gently. When she whimpered, he began to suck in earnest, almost certain he could taste something different about her. She moaned; her movements became rhythmic. Heero opened his eyes, looking across her stretch of pale stomach to see Duo's cock sliding into her, then pulling out again, a steady movement.
Heero ran his fingers across her stomach and down to fondle her clit, fingertips brushing along Duo's cock with every stroke.
"Yeah," Duo groaned, and thrust harder. "Like that... "
Relena whimpered, and Heero rubbed, pressing--firm, then gentle--and she bucked against his hand. Duo grinned, then bit his lip, angling his hips in short, abrupt bursts, and Relena pulled her legs up to hook her ankles behind Duo's neck. His guttural cry shook Heero, and Relena echoed it, her hips arching against Heero's fingers. Heero immediately lowered his mouth to her nipple again, sucking, and Duo leaned over, joining him, hips still pressing in and up against Relena, pinning Heero's fingers between their bodies.
Duo slowed into long, lazy thrusts, until he stilled, panting heavily. His arms corded, muscles rippling in chest and arms, holding him up over Relena. She giggled and ran her fingers along Heero's head and neck. He raised his head, and she frowned lightly, fingering the bite on his shoulder.
"You've marked him so prettily," she pouted. If Heero hadn't known better, he would have thought she glowed. "What about me?"
"Oh, you're marked," Duo replied, leaning over to kiss her.
When he pulled away, just a bit, Heero watched their tongues flick, open-mouthed sloppy wet, saliva running across Relena's lips.
"I want more," she muttered, and arched her back, thrusting her breasts upward.
Duo chuckled, and curled over to bite her breast, jaw working against her skin. She cried out, eyes opening, and Heero immediately kissed her, swallowing her cries until they faded into whimpers. He pulled away from the kiss to see Relena's gaze unfocused, a slight smile; she looked drunk, pleased, sated.
Duo raised his head, licking his lips, a slash of crimson at the edge of his mouth. Wide-eyed, Heero stared down at Relena's right breast and the imprint of teeth marks just over her heart. The tiny punctures seemed to glow, blood seeping gently across her damp skin, and some distant part of Heero wondered why he so craved a taste. He hesitated, then looked up at Duo, who smiled and leaned back, running a finger along Heero's jaw and guiding his face to Relena's chest. She whimpered, and Heero realized the two were still joined. He twitched his fingers to get feeling back, and ran a tongue across her breast, licking the nipple before sucking on the wounds.
Iron, blood, and the faintest taste of sugar, pears...
He moved his fingers again, and Duo began shifting against Relena. She cried out, hips jolting, and Duo leaned over, pinning Heero between them. A loop, he decided: his tongue and jaw, his fingers and palm, moving against her, and she'd bring her hips up, her back arching, and Duo would angle down against her in time--for each stroke, a response, linked together. The wound on Heero's shoulder throbbed; a finger, then two, grasped his hips, and dug into his ass, pushing deep. Heero rubbed his cock against Relena's hips and the blanket, feeling the orgasm build, moving at Duo's direction.
Duo groaned, pulling away from Relena, and she dropped her legs. Heero gasped, feeling something large at his ass, and then yelled as Duo slammed into him. Too large, too full, but so complete, the world swam in Heero's vision. Duo clawed at his hips, while Relena sat up to suck on the bitemark on his shoulder, then at each nipple. It felt like the two had reached deep inside him, grabbing the core of his being, and were yanking it, inch by inch, thrust by suck by ramming blow, out of him.
Every heartbeat--balls slapping against the top of his thighs, Duo growling in his ear, Relena's mouth on his shoulder--the blood sugar late afternoon sun turning her hair to gold and Duo's braid to fire... it wasn't right. It wasn't rules and regulations and proper tie length and a nice winter coat. It wasn't dinner in the kitchen and a movie before bed. It was so... unlike anything he'd ever known, and Heero could only shove back, impaling himself, he could feel every inch of Duo sliding into him, hard, then slow, furious...
Raw.
Every stroke ripped away the veneer of his life. Obey this order. Watch that exit. Be polite in public. Be gentle in private. Take care for the breakables--but now Relena was growling, biting his neck, arching past him to kiss Duo, the wet sucking sounds of their mouths against his ear--
Primitive.
Heero thrust backwards, with all his strength, almost bucking Duo off, but Duo laughed wickedly and held on. The fire licked across Heero's skin, pouring from every cell, the tight hold around his chest and the nails clawing at his sides, his hips, and he realized--
Free.
His cock caught between Relena's legs, pressed against the wild wetness, and he threw his head back, screaming as he came. His entire body clenched, arched, upward, supported not captured and he spasmed. Duo grunted, yelled, and sudden heat flooded Heero's body. Relena was murmuring something, kissing him deeply and he couldn't focus, couldn't figure out where to hold onto or where to fall but let those around him catch him, suspended...
He was laid down, the words fading in his mind, and he could only laugh, smiling as one kissed him, then the other, sweet tastes of blood and sex and jism and the fury of everything swirling in him, rich and raw and completely free.
Relena sat up and wiped her forehead with the back of her hand, trying to catch her breath. Heero had seemed to fall back to sleep, or perhaps passed out; she wasn't sure. Duo collapsed on the bed next to Heero, and clasped his hands behind his head, grinning widely.
"Is he... going to be okay?" It wasn't normal to see her husband so... feral. It was the only word that would fit the way he'd moved, the sounds he'd made. The night before, when he'd struggled against Duo, she would've thought that was the most she'd ever seen, but just now... last night had been gentle, restrained in comparison. She sighed, and ran a finger across the wound on Heero's shoulder. "I should get a bandage for these... "
"They'll heal. Let them have air," Duo replied. He grinned, revealing even, white teeth. "I forget my eyeteeth are so sharp. If you have any cream, that'll prevent a scar."
"I want a scar," Relena said, before she'd thought of what exactly she was saying. Duo's eyes went wide, then he smiled--not predatory, nor guarded, but an open, sweet, smile.
He held out a hand, guiding her around Heero. "Come here, Relena-girl," Duo murmured, letting her settle down across him.
Heero grumbled and rolled over to press himself against Duo, nuzzling Duo's shoulder. Duo chuckled, and shifted until he could run a hand through Heero's hair, soothing the tangles until Heero quieted down again.
"See," Duo whispered, and Relena could hear the echoes in his chest of every word, "Heero-boy was willing... but it's one thing to be willing and another thing to let go."
"Let go," Relena repeated, dubious.
"Yeah. You can give to another person," Duo said, and kissed her on the forehead, brushing damp hair from her face. "Or you can sit back and let them take whatever they want, but not actually help. That's not letting go, that's giving in."
She tried to follow his logic, but wasn't sure. It felt... familiar. Like it was something that had made sense, the night before. "Last night," she said, hesitant, "I felt drunk but I felt like everything smelled... smelled more? That doesn't make sense. Everything was sharper. Louder, fiercer, like touch and sound and taste... "
Duo murmured something inaudible, a rumble under her ear. It sounded like he was surprised.
"And I just kept feeling like I wanted to give it all away. Not just me. But everything... ditch the apartment, the stuff, go run through the streets naked... " She giggled, pressing her fist against her mouth to stifle the girlish sound. "I think that's what Heero was feeling, just now. He looked like I must've, last night."
"Hmm." Duo twisted sideways to kiss Heero again, then smiled. "Yes, I think you're right."
Relena lifted her head, noting the odd smile on her husband's lax face. "Did I look like that, too?"
"Absolutely." Duo leered, and licked her chin. "Several times." He nibbled her nose before dropping his head back on the pillow. "That would be the look of the totally and completely well-fucked." He shifted his arm around Heero to point at his own face. "Note example A."
"Oh, you." Relena snorted and poked him in the side. He laughed, and she did it again, until Heero mumbled something, and they both subsided. Falling quiet again, they lay in silent companionship until another idea occurred to her. "Why doesn't it feel... strange?"
"What doesn't?"
"To be here... I mean, I'm naked. And I just had sex with you and watched you have sex with my husband--"
"Which we did for about ten hours last night, too," Duo pointed out. He seemed amused.
"I know, and my point is... is... " She swallowed hard. "I don't feel... guilty."
"Guilty? For what?"
"Being... " She searched for a word, but from the smile on Duo's face, and the arch of his eyebrow, she figured he knew what she meant. "Not being a good girl," she finally said, sighing.
"Oh, Relena-girl, you are very good," he chuckled, a low sexy sound that make her stomach quiver and her crotch dampen. "Both of you are so deliciously good... if I could, I would never leave."
That brought down her mood. They'd slept half the day, and he'd be leaving in the morning. "Are you sure you can't stay? Just a little longer?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
He yanked her upwards, and kissed her deeply. She could taste Heero on her tongue, and Duo, and something else that was everything, but so faintly wonderful. It was rain, perhaps, but not in a bottle but in blood and sweat and sex.
She pulled away from the kiss with a sigh, and Duo managed a smile, but it looked a little forced. Relena frowned, and stroked the side of his face.
"I'm sorry," he said, and he didn't quite meet her gaze. "If I could, I would."
"It's okay," she replied, shushing him, placing gentle kisses across his face.
Heero moved beside them, coming up on one elbow. When Relena pulled back, she was surprised to find Heero giving Duo the same light kisses across his cheek and brow, as well.
"I know you're the kind who travels," she continued, wishing she could put that smile back on Duo's face, wipe the hint of sadness from his eyes. "But you'll come back, to visit... right?"
"Yes," and Duo turned his head, kissing Heero, tongues twirling and fighting, until Heero pulled away with a smile, panting.
She impulsively leaned over Duo and kissed Heero, their faces so close to Duo, and rubbed herself against Duo, tilting her hips against his crotch as his fingers ran across her face. When she opened her eyes, she could see Duo, in the corner of her vision, watching them kiss. He looked pleased, sated, and still sad. She couldn't think of what else to do, but slid off him, and she nudged Heero, poking him.
Heero seemed to understand immediately, and he moved to kneel beside Duo, his hand wrapping around Duo's cock with no hesitation. Heero's face was half-hidden by his hand and Duo's cock; he was sucking on Duo's balls, then the inside of Duo's hips while he pumped his hand. Duo grunted, hips thrusting in surprise, and Relena knelt on the other side, facing her husband. She pressed her mouth to Duo's chest, chewing at his nipples, flicking the other with her fingers. With every nail scratch and claw across his chest, Duo moaned, hips bucking, and Heero echoed the sound, until Relena joined Heero, laving and biting the inside of Duo's other thigh, then his balls.
Duo's hand ran across Relena's skin to push between her legs, and she rode his fingers shamelessly, letting the crazy sensations flood her body. A thumb pushed into her ass, and she whimpered at the sudden pressure, fullness--Duo's other fingers flicked at her clit, and she doubled her efforts on his nipples. Heero's right hand was stroking Duo's cock in slow, strong motions, jaw extended, blue eyes glittering in satisfaction.
Relena cried out at the sensation of a thumb and forefinger pushed into her, rubbing against each other from the inside, and she shook, shudders running from her scalp down to her crotch. She sucked harder, biting and scratching with her hands, her hips rocking helplessly on ring finger and index finger extended against her clit.
When she came, she screamed; a second later, Duo did the same, followed in a moment by Heero's deep, satisfied grunt. Relena collapsed, face against Duo's stomach, and saw her husband's lips curve in a pleased smile. Heero opened his eyes, and smiled at her, then sat up, twisting to stare at Duo.
Relena followed the motion, and the fingers inside her were driven deeper. On Duo's other side, Heero crouched, apparently caught and held in much the same way. Duo looked smug, and Relena couldn't help it. She popped him in the side.
"You seem way too pleased with yourself," she announced. He moved his fingers, and she promptly rubbed against his palm, fully aware her eyes were rolling back in her head. "I think," she said, trying to get her bearings back, "that if there were a lifetime quota on orgasms I may have just gone over my limit."
"Have to take out an advance on the next lifetime," Duo joked.
"Or two," Heero growled, but the last word became more of a whine, and he shot a glare over his shoulder at Duo, but it didn't hold much conviction. "We should eat at some point," Heero reminded them, then frowned. "And I still need to call Trowa."
"Shower," Duo said, and withdrew his fingers. He sat up between them, giving them both an abashed smile. "You two are going to kill me. I swear."
"Great. Hurry back," Relena chirped, and Duo laughed. Heero chuckled, moving to take Duo's place, his arms wrapped around her waist. She reached behind her, grasping his cock and pumping a few times.
"Ten minutes, please," Heero gasped, moving away from her hand. He fell backwards, and she fell with him. In the bathroom, the water started, and Heero chuckled, exhausted. "I want to be inside you so badly... "
"Hunh?" She twisted against his arms, until she'd rolled over to face him. He'd said it with such an odd note... "What's wrong?"
"Nothing's wrong. Everything's... nothing's wrong, at all!" Heero's eyes were wide, innocent, shining. "I want more. More and more. I've never felt this way. It's always been, this is how much, and that's where it stops. I've never questioned that. But I feel... " He frowned, words fading, and sighed. "But it's going away now. Still there, but not as strong... "
"I've noticed that," Relena whispered. "Last night... " She checked over her shoulder, making sure the bathroom door was closed. "When Duo got up to use the bathroom, after a minute it felt like... something had gone out of the air. I wonder what it is."
"Pheromones. Hormones. Whatever it is," Heero replied, in a lazy tone. "I'm sure there's a scientific reason."
"Something that makes us insatiable when he's around?" Relena sniffed. "I doubt that. Science debunked that working for humans. Long time ago. Our sense of smell isn't good enough."
"No idea." Heero shrugged, then smiled, running sticky fingers through her hair. "You're so amazing. Beautiful, and then watching you come... "
"Hurry up and get another hard-on," Relena replied, giggling when Heero raised his eyebrows at the language. "I think we should give Duo a show, too."
"Really."
"Yeah." Relena moved to face the bathroom door, on her hands and knees, and looked over her shoulder at Heero. "What are you waiting for?"
Heero merely groaned, coming to his knees, one hand on his cock. He stroked himself, long and hard, until he was erect. Relena whimpered at the sight, and wiggled her ass to remind him. He chuckled, and slapped her lightly before placing his cock against her.
"Damn, you're soaking," he said.
"And I want you to hurry up and fuck me, now," she growled. "Don't make me wait."
Heero looked surprised, then grinned wickedly and slammed into her. She cried out, finding the quick rhythm instinctively, shoving backwards with every thrust of Heero's muscular hips against her ass.
It was so much. It felt like every molecule of her body had to have been asleep for twenty-four years, hibernating, waiting, until that right moment to awaken and cry for the light. She could feel every strand of sweat and sex damp hair across her back, stuck to her face, slapping against her breasts as she rocked back and forth. Heero's hands on her hips, harsh breath, the light in the window, the white sheets stained with blood and sex and sugar pressed into the palm of her hands, crumpled under her knees.
It was everything, and so was she.
Duo tested the water one last time, listening to the cries in the bedroom, and grinned to himself. He'd had an effect on others--Hilde often reported the same thing herself--but he'd never seen anyone take to it so strongly. In some ways it was as though Relena and Heero reveled in the sexuality, the sensuality, and held nothing back. It had started with Relena, giving with both hands, pushing herself fully into him without reservation. Heero was more guarded--Duo suspected it was a mental habit from years of protecting Relena--but once he'd finally broken through...
The hot water prickled on Duo's skin, and he carefully undid his braid before letting his hair fall, water streaming down his back. He popped open the bottle of shampoo: vanilla. Heero's shampoo. Duo grinned and lathered up, letting the suds roll down his body before using Relena's conditioner to soak his hair while he scrubbed his body with the soap.
Over the rush of the water, he could hear a deep shout, and he chuckled. Yeah, those two were voracious. Dun ran a soapy hand across his crotch, scratching at his pubic hairs, soaping up the matted, sticky mess, then rinsing it out. His cock remained limp, spent, and he shook his head.
"Yeah, you're as beat as I am," he muttered to it, amused.
The thought of every morning waking to such attention--his muscles ached in delicious pleasure at the memory of both of them, mouths and hands on his body, while he pressed fingers into them...
Down, boy, he reminded himself. It won't last forever. First, Relena's scent had already changed. Between falling asleep just before dawn and waking up, she'd taken on a stronger taste, of power and cinnamon. She was definitely pregnant, and her body was already beginning to give off a scent that made Duo want to prowl the hallway in front of their door, ready to attack the first male who tried to come near her.
Except Heero, of course. Duo couldn't help but grin at that; nine months of guarding her, and at least he'd have Heero--
No, not really, will you...
Duo sighed and leaned his head back, letting the water run down his hair, conditioner coating his legs and washing away in the drain. He turned under the spray again, enjoying the hot water, knowing it would probably be awhile before he had it again. He sighed, and placed a hand on the tiles, seeing his fingertips turn white with the pressure of hand on ceramic.
He'd given them what he could, and what he had would serve him, just fine. Except he'd been terribly selfish about it, and he sighed heavily, leaning forward until his forehead was pressed against the tiles as well. The water pummeled him, and he tried to relax, pull himself together. It didn't work, not well enough to hide the sharp tang of tension and worry. They wouldn't sense it, but he knew it was there.
They had a good life. Any child would be loved, and lavished with whatever little they could afford, and it wouldn't be a child raised in stupidity or ignorance, but affection and the best education they could manage. He knew that. He knew no child of theirs would lack for love, even if the food was from cans and the sun hidden by tall buildings and the sidewalks dirty with trash. There was plenty Duo could give, and he'd give with both hands, but wasn't what he'd given already enough?
It was just easier to know that he'd given what they could take. He would leave it at that, and love them not as he wanted, but as they needed.
He sighed one last time and shut off the water.
Proper dining was a foreign concept, it seemed, given that all three were naked. The very idea of sitting down at the table seemed laughable. Heero brought out all their food from the fridge, and Relena ate from the plastic containers with her fingers, shoving food between Duo's lips when he opened his mouth to speak. Duo sputtered, chewing, and Heero laughed, leaning against the fridge, naked.
"He doesn't like tomatoes," Heero observed.
Relena made a face, and picked out a stewed tomato from the leftover stew. "Sure he does. Watch." She handed the container to Heero, and placed the squishy tomato slice across her nipple, leaning back so it wouldn't slide off. "How about now?"
Duo seemed to consider that, then pouted. "You're wasting a perfectly good breast."
Heero laughed, and ate the tomato off her, then sank to his knees, pushing his tongue between her legs. Relena swatted at his head.
"Hey, now, that's dessert!"
He redoubled his efforts, tongue flicking at her clit, and she giggled, rocking her hips against him until she came. The soft shudders ran across her skin, prickling at her fingers, soft warmth flooding her belly. Heero leaned back to grin up at her, tomato juice and her own slickness slathered across his face.
Duo leaned over and licked Heero's face clean, then stood up. "Sweet, with an aftertaste of tomato." He flicked his tongue at Relena.
"Still hungry," Relena said, and opened the pantry. When Duo moved to stand behind her, stiff cock pressed against her ass, she giggled. "You two! We'll never get any food in us at this rate!"
"You started it," Heero replied, and reached past her for the crackers. She grabbed his cock, squeezing, and he kissed her deeply, one hand still digging in the cupboard for the little can of pate they'd been saving.
"Less talk," Duo ordered. "More food, more sex."
"Roger that," Heero said, and spun Relena around, his cock pressed up against her. He looked over his shoulder at Duo, who set the container of chicken aside and moved to stand behind Heero, who leaned back for a long kiss before pulling away. With no warning, he shoved into Relena, who grunted, and raised a leg to wrap around both he and Duo. A moment later he tensed, then relaxed, looking startled. "What the hell... "
"Pesto," Duo said, licking his fingers. He moved, hips arching forward, and Heero was shoved further into Relena, who squeaked. Duo grinned at her over Heero's shoulder. "Not sure this will work... how's your balance?"
"Shut up and push!" Relena said, then yelped when her lower back hit the edge of the counter. "Oh, wait, ow!"
Duo laughed, and pulled backward. "See?" He ran a tongue along Heero's neck, sucking at the fading bite mark. "Okay, Heero-boy, fuck her like she wants... I'm gonna watch."
Heero moaned, and buried his head against Relena's neck, setting her up on the countertop, his hands gripping her ass while she clutched his shoulder and flailed for purchase against the upper cabinet doors. She rode with the motions, letting him drive at his own pace, and held on tightly when he came. Duo had perched himself on the counter, and was stroking his cock lazily.
"If you wash off that pesto," Relena told him, "I'll finish the job."
"You don't like pesto?" Duo reached for the dishtowel crumpled by the sink, and obediently wet it down. "You'll eat tomatoes but not basil?"
Relena wrinkled her nose, and let her leg fall from around Heero's waist. Wet dripped down the insides of her thighs, and she spread her legs, wiping her hand across her crotch. Knowing exactly what it'd do to both men, she sucked on her fingers before casually strolling over to Duo.
"I like to eat," she said, "but not pesto." She shook her hips at Heero.
Duo's cock fit her lips just perfectly, and Heero's fingers splayed against her ass as he lapped at her clit. It was as close as she needed everything to be, and everything else was far away. The world out there, the world she once knew, was gone. Or perhaps, the world was still there, and she was the one who'd left.
If that were so, she'd make sure to take both of her lovers with her.
Heero woke up at Relena's elbow in his stomach--she'd flipped over on her stomach and fallen back into sleep. He raised his head to check the clock. Someone had dropped a shirt over it--odd to see clothes, after not wearing any for over thirty-six hours--and Heero frowned before twisting to take a look out the window. The world was swathed in grays and soft blues, a hint of cherry-orange from the early morning sun.
Duo opened his eyes, on Relena's other side, and raised his eyebrows. Just then Relena sat up, one hand over her mouth. She yelped something incomprehensible, and shoved at Duo, scrambling over him, dashing for the bathroom.
"Rel?" Heero sat up, but Duo caught him by the elbow.
"Morning sickness," Duo whispered. In the bathroom, they could hear Relena retching, and Heero immediately turned to get off the bed. It meant turning his back on Duo, however. The instant he did, Duo growled, coming to his knees and grabbing Heero around the waist.
"Hey!" Heero fell backwards, caught off-guard, only to land awkwardly across Duo's lap.
One leg was off the bed, the other folded outside Duo's bent legs. Duo's arm pinned his chest tightly, and that hot mouth was seeking the bite, mouthing it and licking it with a rough tongue. Heero couldn't help but squirm.
"Give her a minute," Duo cautioned. He waited until water ran in the bathroom, then nodded.
"Rel?" Heero raised his voice, calling for her again. "Rel? You okay?"
"Yeah." Relena's voice was muffled, through the bathroom door. "I'm going to take a quick shower. Won't wash my hair. Be right out."
Heero started to reply, then a callused hand caught his cock, gripping it firmly, and Heero froze, uncertain.
"I should still check on--"
"No, no," Duo replied, chuckling. "She's pregnant."
"Already?" Heero twisted to stare at Duo in shock. "But it's only been--"
"And?" Duo rolled his eyes. "Please, you can't be that ignorant of biology. The instant the egg is fertilized, the body starts pumping hormones. She's been positively electric since yesterday morning."
Heero considered that, and the way Relena had seemed to glow. He couldn't help but smile. "But I didn't think... "
"I suspect I should get that in writing," Duo said. "You, not think?"
"It happens," Heero grumbled, a bit reluctantly. "My sergeant always said I was too impulsive."
"I hope he didn't get that idea the same way I did... " Duo clutched Heero's cock tight again, and for a moment it sounded like he was jealous. Heero blinked, and shook his head.
"No. Only Rel, and you... " He added, belatedly, "and Trowa... but not again, with him. I'll have to let him know." He knew he had to look like an idiot, with a crooked smile on his face, but he couldn't help it. "Once the child is born, and they fix us, we can do this whenever--" He realized Duo had stiffened under him. "What?"
"Nothing," Duo said, and didn't meet his eyes. Heero frowned, and Duo looked away, lips pressed in a tight line. "Fixing you. Neither of you is broken."
"I'm sterile, anyway, though now the doctors will think I'm not," Heero replied. "We'll both have to have it done." He didn't like the idea, either, but the law was the law. "And the population--"
"I'm aware of your country's laws," Duo retorted, but he sounded sad, and frustrated.
"I don't understand." Heero shifted, not enjoying the sensation of confusion. But Duo wouldn't meet his gaze, and so he turned his back, still straddling Duo's lap. In the bathroom, the water shut off, and he heard the towel bar rattle. He sighed, and dug fingernails into Duo's leg. "We're still yours," he added, softly.
Teeth bore into the bite-mark, grinding a little, and the flash of pain ripped through Heero before fading into a dull pleasure. The teeth went away, replaced by a rough tongue.
"That's right, Heero-boy," Duo whispered. "Mine."
Heero dimly remembered the word, moaned in his ear so many times, and he shuddered: it was if it took only that one word, and his mind floated free, letting his body move on its own accord.
A hand worked between their bodies, wriggling down his spine to slip between his legs. Without even meaning to, he spread his legs, and the finger pressed up into him, rough, a little scratchy, but still slick. Heero clawed at everything and nothing until his hands found purchase on the tangled sheets, digging in and holding on as he was lifted and slowly lowered. He was tight, and it ached; he had to breathe deeply, eyes shut against the bright afternoon light.
"Oh, I do like," came Relena's voice.
Heero's eyes flew open to see his wife standing in the doorway to the bathroom. Water dripped off her skin, and she was standing with her legs spread, one hand toying with her breast, pinching a soft pink nipple. He gasped as Duo thrust into him, deep, and caught the edge of that place inside him that made his entire body tighten, his back arch, and his eyes close against his will.
Sharp teeth bit down on his shoulder, digging in, and something wet ran down Heero's chest. He cried out at the sharp pain, trying to flee, sinking away from it and only shoving Duo's cock deeper. Duo grunted, and thrust again; Heero realized he was still slick from the night before, though Duo's harsh movements sent a dull ache up his spine, an edge on the pleasure.
"Watch," Duo said, and wrapped a hand around Heero's cock again. "Open your eyes, Heero-boy."
Heero reluctantly opened his eyes in time to see Relena close the bathroom door behind her and slip down to rest on the floor. Above her, the reflection showed Heero straddling Duo's lap. Relena leaned against the door, legs bent and spread, one hand playing against her crotch.
"Don't stop," she murmured. Her fingers sped up, and she watched the two men from under her eyelashes. "I like to watch, too."
"The feeling... " Duo grunted, thrusting again, and Heero moaned.
Everything was burning down to that single point, fullness, thickness, shifting inside him. He couldn't breathe, couldn't do more than let himself be lifted and lowered, tensing his muscles and relaxing, cries caught in his throat.
" ...Is mutual," Duo continued. "Do it, Relena-girl, so we can watch." He picked up his pace, and made that rumbling sound again, a kind of dark laughter.
Her fingers moved like lightening across her clit, and she threw her head back, crying out. Her entire body shook, flushed with red and her hand slowly came to rest against her crotch. Heero could only stare; above her, he could see himself, and thin threads of blood making their way down his chest. Duo's face was barely hidden by Heero's shoulder, only the amused deep blue visible as Duo rammed Heero, again and again. And Heero helped, for all he could, crying out as Duo finally shoved him down hard, cock pulsating in Heero's ass, and a sudden warmth ran through Heero's body – yet he hadn't come.
"Now," Duo whispered, and held out a hand to Relena. "You... "
Next thing Heero knew, he was being pulled backwards, still on Duo's cock. Every shift threatened to separate them, yet he could feel the softening member rub within his ass. Relena rose, and with Duo's guidance, settled between Heero's legs, her arms across his thighs. He scrabbled for purchase on the bedding, while Duo gripped his hips, refusing to let him move.
Relena held onto his cock, one hand around his balls, sucking him fiercely, and his cock was buried in her warm mouth. Duo laughed behind him, shifting again, and Heero cried out, unable to create his own pace, but forced to accept Relena's punishing speed. When had she learned how to do that?--just what had Duo--and then Duo's cock nudged him from within again, and his back arched. Slivers of red flickered at the edge of his vision, heat and wet between his legs, his ass filled--
He leaned against Duo, groaning helplessly, chin up, neck exposed. Duo tongued his neck, nibbling gently, and Heero shivered, his hips still caught and held. Duo thrust again, and the force exploded within Heero, fire hurtling across his nerves to explode from his cock, a brilliant orgasm that wiped the daylight to white.
She rode the motion, tongue pressing against the underside of his cock with every swallow, and Heero felt tears leaking from between his eyelids, squeezed tight. Duo's hands ran up and down his chest, tweaking his nipples, and Heero whimpered at the flash of pain streaking through the shuddering pleasure.
He was lifted up, and Duo's cock slid from his ass. Heero sighed, and let Duo lie him back on the bed. A moment later Relena crawled up to join him, rolling onto her side, her forehead pressed against his chest. Heero hugged her closely, smiling at the brush of Duo's stubbled chin across his forehead, sleep tugging at Heero's senses.
He distantly recalled Duo's words, and the odd sadness, and made a note to bring it up over breakfast. But his body felt heavy, tired, as if the past thirty-six hours were finally catching up. Something smelled heavy, sweet, tangy in his nostrils, fading... he sighed, inhaling, trying to figure it out, but it was gone. Relena murmured against his neck, her breathing deep and even, no rattle in her chest or shake in her hands, and he relaxed. Duo was there, and they could sleep, and he'd watch over them. It was safe.
When the front door latch caught, it echoed through the apartment, and Heero woke instantly. He looked down to see Relena's blue eyes staring up at him, and he couldn't think of what to say. Like always, she knew the words when he didn't.
"He's gone," she whispered, and he nodded. She sighed, closing her eyes. "I knew it would happen." She ran a hand down between their bodies, to rub at her stomach, then opened her eyes to stare up at Heero, a knowing expression. "He'll return."
"But... "
"No," she chided, and kissed Heero chastely. "He will. I know it."
She tucked her head under his chin and was soon back asleep, leaving Heero to wonder what that scent had been, and where it had gone. In the end, he knew only one thing.
They were still each other's.
End Part 6
word count: 6900
Okay, that enough SMUT for you people!?
See, I was going to cut this out and skip right to the next bits, but this would have been in the original story. And since it was there in my head to do this, I figured, write it, and wherever I hit the word max, I'll leave it. But I shouldn't shortchange the story in the meantime; since there's no way I can finish it with the 14.5K allotted. Errr, sorry?
(:./sol/howl6)
