02-Jan-2005
revised: 03-Jan-2005
Title: Should Old Acquaintance Be Forgot
Author: tkmaxwell777
Blood Type: Amaretto Sour
Category: Shonen Ai/Yaoi
Pairings: 1x2x5
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Angst, Duo-POV, Lemon, PWP-ish, Sap, Threesome
Archived: GWA - www.gwaddiction.com
TK Maxwell Original Christian and Yaoi Fiction - http://writing.com/authors/tkmaxwell
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing or its characters. It is the property of Shin Kidousenki, Bandai, Sotsu, Sunrise, and other affiliated parties. This story is a parody of its defined universe and is in no way an official continuation of the original series. I consider all underage characters engaging in sexual activity as Emancipated Minors. This story is for entertainment purposes only and should not be read as a realistic representation of actual romantic, sexual, or spiritual relationships. Content is not intended to condone or condemn any lifestyle, religion, or viewpoint portrayed by these characters. I make no money doing this, so please do not sue me. I only write for the love of the characters and the pleasure of feedback!
Note: Yeah, like I could let this date go by when it's my pet threesome pairing ;) A little late, but here it is. I may do some corrections, but I wanted to post it tonight, though it's midnight, so technically no longer 01/02/05 *pouts* Oh well... enjoy!
I sat in my apartment with a bottle of Crown on the coffee table and a Hard Rock Café shot glass in my hand. I hadn't had much... yet. My eyes sought out the decorated tree that was still sitting in the corner across the room. It was an annoying reminder of the season I was trying desperately to avoid, but Hilde had insisted that I have 'something festive', so I had finally relented to her pleading. I'd take the blasted thing down tomorrow. It had been another Christmas spent smiling into the vid-phone at my friends in turn, hinting that I might be with one of the others for the holidays so I could just stay home and drink myself into that nice fuzzy place where loneliness didn't exist. It looked like it would be another New Year's spent doing the same. It was becoming a sad little ritual, but it was the right thing to do.
People didn't need me to be underfoot during the holidays. They had their own families, and I didn't fit in the way they all thought I did, no matter how 'witty' and 'charming' I could be. I'd made the mistake of going to Quatre's the past couple of years and had decided not to do so again. Quatre and Trowa had been involved for a while, but they'd just moved in together a few months ago, so they were acting like a couple newly in love. It was sweet, but very wearing on a person who didn't know that feeling of belonging to another person so completely. They had invited me for the whole week between Christmas Eve and New Year's, but I had declined. With Catherine being there to see Trowa, Quatre's many sisters doting on him, and the two lovebirds being all snuggly, I just hadn't wanted to deal with it. It would have only made it more obvious that I didn't have anyone in my life, and I was better off being by myself and sulking than being with the others and just feeling left out.
I'd pretty much resigned myself to the fact that I would never have the kind of relationships that my friends had - on a romantic or sexual level. Sure, I'd had sex a few times, but my partners were never more than a one-time thing, and I'd soon grown tired of feeling like I was using them. I couldn't be what a true lover needed, so why should I pretend? Although I seemed upbeat on the outside, I had my times of depression that were so dark I doubted anyone would understand or endure them. The guys didn't know, and I wanted to keep it that way. They didn't need to see how pathetic the former God of Death could be. I might not lie, but keeping the truth from them was my only defense. It tore at my heart but I had to keep them away.
I'd seen too much in my short life to believe in happy endings for myself, and I didn't expect my friends to be miserable just because I couldn't find someone to love me. Love seemed like a trite concept, though I'd seen the reality of it between my comrades. I'd just given up the illusion of even looking for a companion. Oh, I went out to clubs and bars, played around in alleys and parked cars when the mood struck me, but I hadn't taken anyone home with me for ages, let alone to bed. That thought made me shake my head, and then I threw back another mouthful of liquor. I suddenly couldn't help but wonder what Heero and Wufei were doing tonight to celebrate. When I realized where those musings would lead, I cursed myself for it.
The two Asian men had become involved shortly after the second war a couple years ago. Wufei was still partners with Sally at Preventers, and Heero worked at a small computer company while continuing to do side jobs for the IT department at PHQ. I'd really been happy to hear that they'd found some happiness in spite of what we'd all been through. It certainly was better than what I'd thought would happen - Heero marrying Relena, and Wufei taking off for places unknown after a few months working beside Une. Still, part of me envied them. Both young men were very passionate, and I could only imagine what it must be like to be with either one of them in a relationship, sexual or otherwise. For them to be together like that had to ignite some intense sparks.
"Too bad I can't get some surveillance equipment and set it up in their bedroom," I mumbled to myself, grinned, and took another shot. I then sighed at my own perversity. "Bad, Duo. You can't lust after your friends. Just because you're celibate doesn't mean you can fantasize about people you know."
The knock at the door startled me so much I almost dropped my glass, which would have been bad since it was irreplaceable. Setting it carefully down on the table, I got up and padded over to the door, frowning a little at the intrusion on my pity party. Not bothering to check the peephole, I twisted the knob and found two familiar faces looking at me from the hallway - one with a little smile one had to know to look for to see, and the other with a smug expression that held an odd sort of affection despite its haughtiness.
"What are you guys doing here?" I blurted out as I looked from one to the other incredulously.
"We heard that your stubborn self was going to be alone tonight, so we decided to keep you company," Wufei explained. His voice held an air of disapproval I was well acquainted with, making me wince.
"We wanted to see you," Heero interjected, giving the Chinese man a pointed look.
Wufei's expression turned contrite, much to my amazement, and then he smiled softly at me. "Yes, we did. Hilde told us that you weren't going out with her when we called after arriving on colony, so we decided that we'd celebrate tonight with you here. We would have showed up for Christmas too if we'd known you weren't going to Quatre's this year." He paused. "We really missed you being there."
I flushed. I hadn't known they were going to be at Quatre's, though it wouldn't have mattered anyway, since they would have just added to the whole 'Duo has no love life' factor. "Yeah... well... I'm not really into celebrating when it comes to the season, you know?"
Heero shook his head, scowling a little. "Shutting out the people who care about you has nothing to do with whether or not you celebrate a holiday, Duo."
"Especially when those people are standing in your doorway, waiting to be asked in," Wufei added, raising a meaningful eyebrow at me.
"Oh!" I stepped aside, face reddening more as I opened the door to let them inside. "Sorry. I'm just surprised to see you. I wasn't expecting anyone, and I guess I'm... "
Heero's hand settled on my shoulder. "Wufei is just teasing you. He has an odd sense of humor."
"I do not!" Came the indignant reply as Wufei sat down on one of the ends of the couch.
"You'll get used to it," Heero stage whispered. "I did."
Wufei snorted. "Give it a rest, Yuy. I have a sarcastic sense of humor. You're the one with the odd one."
"No," Heero corrected as he smiled that little smile again, "I have a dry sense of humor. It's not the same, and you know it. How many times do I have to explain something to you, Chang, before you understand?"
Wufei grinned in a malicious way, but his eyes were laughing. "Oh, I understand. I just don't agree."
I stood in shock, listening to them banter. When had they become so comfortable with each other? The last time I'd seen them, at Quatre's the year before, they'd been somewhat hesitant, almost afraid that saying the wrong thing would destroy the fine balance they had attained between being friends and lovers. Now, I could sense the ease of their relationship in the way they looked at each other, smirking in challenge and smiling with fondness. They communicated in silence as easily as they did with words. For some reason, my heart ached. I could remember a time when it had been that way with me and Heero, and even Wufei on a lesser level. It made me feel empty to think I'd lost that with either one of them - jealous that they had developed it with each other. The thought made me cringe. I didn't feel like that about Quatre and Trowa, so why would I with Heero and Wufei? I might fantasize about them in my weaker moments, but that didn't mean anything... did it?
"Anyone want a drink?" I asked, trying to banish the unsettling feelings.
The two men looked at each other for a moment before Heero nodded. I fled to the kitchen and grabbed a couple more shot glasses - my House of Blues and Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame ones. Turning away from the cabinets, I rested my back against the counter and closed my eyes as I tried to rein in my conflicting emotions. When had I begun thinking this way about Heero and Wufei? It hadn't been until recently, but earlier hadn't been the first time I'd imagined them together, and I couldn't deny that they were affecting me. I could still see Wufei, his usual Oriental-styled clothing replaced with a golden tee shirt that brought out his skin tone, and a pair of dark blue jeans that were just snug enough to accentuate his finely toned body in an extremely arousing way. Heero had traded in his ever-present tank top for a blue button-down shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and tucked into lighter-colored blue jeans that fit in a way that made his every move fluid in a sensual way. I'd just been thinking about watching them have sex not five minutes ago, and now they were both on my couch...
"Stop it!" I growled to myself. "They are involved, and even if they weren't, neither of them would give you the time of day." I looked down at my own black tee shirt and gray cotton workout pants. "And who would blame them? You're not someone that anyone would be interested in, so quit thinking about it!"
Taking a deep breath, I made myself walk back into the living room. I would not hide from the men I'd fought and bled with just because of some silly infatuation I suddenly had. I stopped in my tracks though, frowning slightly, when I saw that Heero was sitting on the opposite end of the couch instead of beside Wufei. What the...? Giving myself a mental shake, I decided to not question it. I flopped down between them, handing a glass to each, and then poured a generous amount of clear liquid in all three glasses.
"To another year of peace," I intoned jauntily, downing the shot quickly before pouring myself another.
"To spending more time with the ones you love... even when they act like they want to be left alone," Heero added, smiling at my shell-shocked expression.
"To a new year of possibilities and challenges," Wufei contributed, smirking in a way that made my heart skip a beat because it was at me instead of Heero. "No matter where they might lead us."
I threw back my other shot as Heero and Wufei finished their first. I was even more confused with their weird behavior and decided to get as trashed as I could to take that feeling away. When I started to reach for the bottle again, Wufei's hand caught mine. "No more, Maxwell. You don't have to get drunk tonight. We're here to help you forget."
Obsidian eyes captured my violet ones as Wufei's hand continued to hold mine, caressing it soothingly. I began to wonder if I was in some kind of liquor-induced hallucination, though I hadn't consumed enough to explain something like that. When Heero's hand began rubbing the back of my neck, my breath hitched. I turned to look into warm blue eyes as Heero said softly, "It's okay. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do, but let us be here for you. Let us make you feel the way we've only come to realize you make us feel. We understand more than you know, and we don't want you to be alone anymore."
I began to panic, okay? This was a little too much like the fantasies I'd never even admitted to myself. I pulled away and stood up, distancing myself from the pair on the couch. "Look. I don't know what you guys are playing at, but this isn't funny," I said, suddenly angry, and trying to cover up the hurt I felt. "I think you'd better leave before this goes too far for us to remain friends."
"We're not playing," Heero replied evenly as he stood up as well. "We've both been thinking about this for a while now, Duo, but we just didn't know how to tell you. We weren't sure you'd be interested in us, but we decided to take the chance since it's the beginning of a new year." Dark blue steeled with resolve. "It's worth the risk if you'll accept us."
I didn't know what to say. I pulled my gaze away from Heero and searched Wufei's face. "I don't understand. You guys are happy. You have each other. There's no room for me in that."
Wufei got to his feet then. "But that's just it," he began, "there is room for you. Both Heero and I have a place in our hearts that the other just can't fill. It's the place where you belong, Duo."
I shook my head and stepped away from them. "No. That's not true. No one wants me. I mean, look at me! Sitting at home alone, drinking the pain away, because nothing else will get rid of this feeling!" I realized I was shouting but couldn't stop. "I'm not good enough for anything but a quick screw! Who would want to stick around afterwards? Nobody! Why would you guys be any different?"
Strong arms wrapped around me from behind. Son-of-a... Heero could always do that to me. "Because we care about you, Duo," he whispered into my ear, making me shudder almost violently. "In fact, we both love you... could fall 'in love' with you, if you'll just give us a chance."
Wufei moved to stand in front of me. "We know your short-comings, Duo. We know about the nightmares and depression, the feeling of self-pity and self-hatred, all to well. We've both been through it... are still going through it. We know, and we can be here for you, if you'll let us."
I continued to shake my head until I felt Heero's lips on my neck. I moaned, unable to keep the reaction hidden. His mouth moved over my skin, and I tilted my head to give him more room. No fair, I wanted to say, but then Wufei slid his arms around my waist and began nuzzling my other ear. I melted. Completely. It was like being in a dream but better than any I'd ever had. I hadn't been touched in so long, it was like it was my first time all over again.
"Please," I pleaded, not caring what the consequences might be later. I'd been alone for too long, and I needed to feel them against me, needed to let them do whatever they wanted - needed to let go.
I don't know how we managed to get to the bedroom, but the next thing I knew, I was lying between them as they began pulling off my shirt. Hands and mouths teased my neck and chest alternately as my pants were removed, leaving me naked. Heero then leaned over me, his mouth suddenly hot against mine, and I ran my hands through his coarse hair, wanting to get even closer to him. Our tongues twined, drawing loud moans from me that would have embarrassed me to death if it weren't Heero causing them. When Wufei suddenly took over, I realized the Chinese man was naked. I managed to get a glimpse of Heero taking off his clothes before Wufei was kissing me with as much passion as Heero had, and I met that passion equally.
"Where?" Came a question from the man currently not ravishing me.
Wufei paused long enough to answer, "Left pants pocket."
I was too busy enjoying the contrasting feeling of Wufei's hair - silky and soft - to even care what they were talking about. When Heero returned to the bed, they both began an onslaught of sensation that had me mewling - mewling, for goodness sakes! The most coherent thing I could say was, "More."
Heero pulled away, giving me that smile of his. "Do you want us, Duo?"
"Yes!" I gasped out as Wufei licked my nipple.
"Both of us?" He asked, as if making sure I understood what he was talking about. Like I didn't know.
"Yes! Please! Both of you!" I was almost exploding with need, and the thoughts of touching them... of them touching me... were just too much to deny.
Wufei propped himself up on his elbow then. "All right. I want you to take me while Heero takes you."
I blinked at him. "You want me to... "
Wufei smirked. "Take me. You inside me. Thrusting into me. Filling me."
I looked at Heero. "And you... " My brain was trying to catch up with my body.
"Want to take you," Heero answered. "Me inside you. Thrusting into you. Filling you." He smirked then too, obviously amused by using Wufei's words.
My gaze went back to Wufei in enough time to see him roll his eyes at his lover - honest to goodness roll his eyes - before he placed his hand on my cheek. "Is that okay, Duo?"
Was that okay? I tried not to let the absurdity of that question get to me, but there was just no hope of that. I burst out laughing until tears were running down my face. It wasn't until the sobs started that I realized I wasn't exactly in control of my emotions. I have to give my two friends credit; they put aside the seduction and just held me as I cried my heart out. What? You think it's easy to go from feeling unwanted to having not one, but two incredible men want to become your lovers? Think again. Years of pain and loneliness flowed, as they whispered words of comfort and affection. By the time I was hiccupping, I believed that they really did understand and care.
When I finally got myself calmed down, I was handed a Kleenex and promptly blew my nose. I was then handed another one to dry my eyes. When no more tissues were needed, I was pulled back down to the bed, two pairs of arms encircling me, hands rubbing over my body soothingly. I closed my eyes, enjoying the caresses that soon turned sensual. Mouths found mine, and I relaxed into the sensations of being kissed breathless by both men again. When Heero pulled me to the edge of the bed so Wufei could move to the center, I didn't protest. When I positioned myself between Wufei legs, I didn't falter. When lubricant was handed to me, I didn't hesitate. I'd had my share of male lovers and knew what I had to do. I stretched the beautiful man below me as I was stretched by the beautiful man behind me. More lubricant was applied, and I found myself sliding into Wufei. Once I was sheathed inside him, Heero pushed into me, slowly yet persistently. While we all caught out breath, adjusting to each other, I couldn't help but think about that surveillance equipment I wanted to get. Might not be a bad idea after all.
"Are either of of you an exhibitionist?" I panted out.
Wufei laughed, causing me to groan as his body tightened around me. "Yuy is."
"Not any more than you are, Chang," Heero gasped out, obviously affected by my body's reaction to Wufei's. "Why do you ask, Maxwell?"
I hissed as he pulled out me, and following his example, made Wufei moan below me. "Home porn," was the only answer I could give him.
"Pervert," Wufei snorted as I thrust back into him.
"Yeah, and proud of it," I quipped then groaned as Heero's hips met mine again.
It was the most incredible feeling, taking and being taken. I'd never felt so close to a lover before, but at that moment, I felt as close to Heero and Wufei as I did my own soul. Wufei's warmth welcomed me like a haven, and Heero hardness filled me to where I didn't feel empty anymore. We moved in tandem, building the tension, striving for completion, but I knew they wanted to make it last as long as I did. We were soon covered with sweat, gasping at each motion, and struggling to keep from going over the edge until all of us were ready.
"Touch me, Duo," Wufei finally pleaded, and it was all I needed to hear.
I reached down and began stroking him, his erection hot and heavy in my hand, drops of his passion already leaking from the tip. It didn't take long for him to tense, his body grasping mine in an almost unbearable grip. "Fei!" I cried out just as his semen erupted, coating my hand and his stomach.
"Yes!" was his reply as he came.
Heero's hands tightened on my hips. "Close, Duo. I'm so close." He thrust into me at the same time I gave into the feeling of Wufei's body clenching around me.
"Ro!" was my next cry as I came inside Wufei, my seed filling him, staking my claim on him.
Heero thrust into me once more and then shouted, "Aaaaa!" as his essence pumped into me, staking his own claim on me.
It was nice symmetry, I managed to think, as I rested a bit before pulling out of Wufei. Heero took a little longer to release me, but then we all collapsed onto the bed, Wufei scooting over to put me in the middle again. I lay there, utterly content, and wondered how we would make this work. I lived on a colony; they lived on Earth. How exactly were we supposed to have a relationship light-years away from each other?
"We're being transferred to the branch on this colony," Heero replied to the question I didn't know I'd voiced out loud.
"If tonight hadn't worked out, we were determined to make you see that we want to be with you." Wufei added, snuggling against me - Wufei snuggling! It just blew my mind.
Heero threw his leg over mine and did his own version of cuddling, which isn't the same as snuggling, but just as unnerving. Who would believe either of them was capable of such soft gestures? Heero brought my attention back to the question at hand as he said, "We've already rented an apartment close by, so you won't be far from work. If you need some time before you move in with us, we'll understand, but we won't let you push us away again. We need this just as much as you do, Duo."
I felt my eyes tearing up again. "I... I don't deserve... this."
Wufei kissed my neck, and Heero tightened his arm around me, but neither spoke. I didn't know if they just didn't want to argue, or if they agreed with me. I was silent for quite a while, trying to decide what I was going to do. I wanted to be with them, but I was so afraid of being left behind... of being left out.
I started when I heard Heero whisper in my ear, "You do deserve this, and we'll spend the rest of our lives proving it to you."
"It took us too long to realize how much we want you," Wufei said softly, his breath on my neck, "but we do, and we won't let you go, no matter how stubborn you are."
I opened my eyes again and gave them both a look. "I won't be able to take it if you leave me. If you have any doubts about this, you need to go now."
A few moments passed, and then Wufei shifted to the edge of the bed and got up. The pain in my heart was agonizing, because I knew Heero would follow. They had been together too long for him to let Wufei go to stay with me. I called myself every kind of fool as I waited for Heero to pull away. I was surprised when Wufei returned, carrying a couple towels with him. He tossed one to Heero, and I watched as they cleaned off the evidence of our activities. I held my breath, expecting them to walk out, until Heero leaned over and began wiping the traces of our passion from my body. Once done, he tossed the towel rather forcefully back to Wufei, and settled against me again, throwing an arm around my waist. Wufei threw the towels on the floor before lying down and putting his arm around me again as well. I just couldn't believe that it was real... that they hadn't left.
"Wufei, that was not a good time to worry about hygiene," Heero grated out.
Wufei raised up, "What? I waited for a while before I got up. I was starting to itch."
Heero moved to where he was resting on his forearm. "Duo thought you were leaving."
I flushed. "It's okay, Heero... "
"No, it's not okay. You were so tense I thought you'd break apart," he bit back, glaring at his lover. "We have to be careful with him, Fei. We have to tone down the sarcasm and careless actions." Heero looked back at me. "We have to make him understand that we're here to stay."
"I do!" I protested, not wanting to make them fight.
"No, Heero's right," Wufei intervened, running his fingers through my bangs. "It was thoughtless of me. I'm sorry. It won't happen again."
I began to tell him that I wasn't upset when the clock struck twelve. Midnight. I watched my two lovers smile at each other and then look down at me. In unison, they leaned in and kissed me together before kissing each other. Then they both snuggled... cuddled... against me. I sighed, knowing that this was going to take some getting used to. It'd take time to find the balance between us again, but we'd been through harder things, and I had no doubt that as long as they really cared for me, we could do it.
"Happy New Year, Heero, Duo."
"Happy New Year, Duo, Wufei."
Should old acquaintance be forgot?
"Goodnight guys. Happy New Year... and someone better make me pancakes in the morning, or I'll throw both of you out."
Not when it came to the kind of friends... the kind of lovers... that I had.
The End
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