20-Aug-2000
Category: Romance, yaoi, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 4x1
Warnings: It's a PWP, so there's lemon. Yaoi lemon at that. So if that's something you don't cotton to, then don't read.
Feedback: C&C
Notes: Think of this as a companion piece to Simple Declaration. I keep writing scenes for these two maybe I'll actually manage a whole story, ne?
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters belongs to Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu Agency and are only being used for non profit entertainment purposes.
When Quatre touches me, it's like he's touching spun glass. Something fragile. Maybe he's right to so do. I've never known the tenderness that he gives me before. Maybe if I allow myself to surrender to it I will shatter in a million pieces. The loving looks, the sweet smiles are sometimes too much for me. I feel lost in emotions that were trained never to surface in me, if I'm to be a true soldier.
The touches are so light, so teasing and my skin burns with every caress. His lips soft yet demanding and I give in to the demands.
"You're so beautiful, Heero," he moans as his lips and fingers teases my nipples. Words never uttered to me by anyone before. I've been called stupid, reckless, stubborn, unfeeling, imperfect, but never beautiful. My heart beats a little faster at the joy of hearing those words and the feel of his body so close to mine.
My hands gently stroke his hair. It's so soft, like silk. I pull him up to me and demand another sweet kiss, which he gladly gives. Our tongues warring in loving caresses. I feel I should be doing more, but I'm still new to this. Quatre senses this dilemma in me and smiles.
"Let me love you Heero," he says softly, looking deep into my eyes. I nod my assent and he gives me a new smile, one I will recognize later as a hentai one before he resumes his delicious descent down my sweaty, aroused body.
As I try to control my breathing, I notice Quatre is having problem removing my spandex shorts. I chuckle. "Sweat and spandex makes for a bad combination, ne?" I joke to him. His exasperated expression changes to one of gentle laughter as he had to agree. So together we helped me peel out of my shorts and underwear.
"Back to business, ne?" he smiled and continued his ministrations. It took a moment for the mood to return but return it did. With a vengeance. With a quick wink to me, he suddenly took my aching cock into his mouth. My gasp of surprise was so loud I was sure I woke up the whole house. But I didn't care. His tongue caressing the underside, teasing the throbbing veins before plunging again was driving me insane. I could no longer keep my hips still. I tried to keep them still because I didn't want to hurt Quatre but he seemed unconcerned. My fists were grabbing the sheet so tight that it no longer was fitted to the bed anymore.
I'm so close to falling over, yet I fight it because I don't want this moment of sweet torture to end. My soldier instincts tell me to continue to fight until I could hold off no longer. "God, Quatre!" I yelled as I surrender all that I am into the mouth of the beautiful person above me.
I am shaky. I am breathless. Quatre having lapped up all evidence of my love has moved up to kiss me. I worry that I can feel his erection against my thigh. "Quatre?" I ask as I reach down to stroke his cock.
The reaction was instant. Quatre moaned and his hips arched towards my hand. "Heero, will you let me?"
"Yes, Quatre," I reply not completely sure what I'm letting him do. He reaches into the dresser drawer next to the bed and brings out a tube. I watch as he slicks up his fingers before he pulls me close for a kiss. I feel the intrusion of the first finger. It doesn't hurt but it also doesn't feel exactly comfortable. I have a momentary doubt before I release it. I trust Quatre. I know he'd never hurt me so I force myself to relax as I feel a second finger join the first. I begin to stroke his erection and listen to his erratic breathing while he stretches me. By the time the third finger has entered me I find it mildly pleasant especially those moments when he brushes against something deep inside that makes me buck. I can't believe I'm hard again. His fingers are now gone and I find I miss the intrusion.
He looks lovingly down at me as he places my legs over his shoulders and asks, "Are you ready?" I nod and he slowly plunges in.
The groan from my lips is a mixture of pain and pleasure. He continues to push in and I force myself to relax my muscles. By the time he's all the way in, we are both panting. He's holding still but I can see him tremble. I know he's waiting for a sign from me and I give it to him. He slowly withdraws almost completely before plunging again. It still hurts a little, but I'm a soldier, I can live with pain. However, this plunge he hits the mark that brings me pleasure. From that point one he continued to brush against that spot and my cries of pleasure are almost unbearable. My legs have moved from his shoulders and are now clasping his hips pulling him in deeper.
I can think anymore, breathing is also difficult. I can only moan in pleasure before crying out for the second time tonight Quatre's name. He quickly followed calling my name and releasing his seed deep inside of me. His sweat-drenched body collapses on top of mine. My arms wrap around him tightly. He makes a half-hearted effort to pull out of me, but I stop him. "I like you right were you are," I smile. He kisses my damp forehead and continues to lie against me.
I am content as I wipe away the tears in my eyes. I smile and think to myself, I didn't shatter.
OWARI
(:./babaca/spunglass)
