15 Jul 2001
TITLE: Velvet
AUTHOR: Kat & kumi!
PART: 41/42
FANDOM: Gundam Wing
PAIRING: A puddle of Treize, Zechs and Wufei
WARNINGS: lemon, lemon, lemmmmon!
DISCLAIMER: Not ours. *sigh* ^_~
It still felt more like home than Bonn ever had.
And that feeling had grown over the past five years, the feeling of *right* that he could only have there. He and Wufei successfully shared Zechs between them, and life was nearly perfect, except for a few times he and Zechs had fought when overly stressed by a business acquisition, or when Mari was being stubborn. It happened sometimes, when she, in an adolescent fit, stormed around declaring that she hated them all.
Thankfully, today she wasn't doing that. She was, instead, preparing for her very first date, something that was making *Treize* more nervous than it made Mari.
"It's a *date*, Treize, not a wedding, not a fertility rite, it's a *date.* For God's sake calm down." Zechs was in a large arm chair in their bedroom, his long legs draped over one side, with the London Times business page in his lap. He'd been watching Treize pace around the room and was starting to get worried about the man wearing holes in the carpet. "When is the young gentleman coming for her?"
"Eight -- fifteen minutes," Treize rattled off, still pacing steadily. "Where's Wufei? Oh, god, tell me he isn't really out there putting tacks in the drive, Zechs..."
Zechs laughed and tossed the newspaper on the floor. "Who'd have known he'd get so protective of her," he murmured, stretching long like a cat. "I know they've always been close, but his reaction *was* unexpected..."
He reached out and grabbed Treize's hand as the man paced by. Looking up into sapphire eyes that could still make him feel faint, he smiled and said softly, "She'll be fine, really."
"What if he's some little malicious killer or something?" Treize asked worriedly, looking down at his seated lover.
Zechs looked somewhat taken aback at this but rallied an answer anyway. "Well, I trust Mari to have done the initial weeding-out fairly well. She may be obstinate at times but she's very perceptive." He gave a tug at Treize's hand and pulled the older man down onto his lap. "Besides, she's also tough as nails and it's my opinion she can handle herself should he try anything in the cinema."
"I'm just going to tell myself that you're right," Treize grumbled, though he settled down easily onto the sprawled man's lap. Didn't perch, but settled casually, in a way he hadn't done years before.
"Of course you are," Zechs purred, nuzzling at Treize's ear. "And after they leave I'm going to make you forget *all* about it for a while..."
"Oh, perfect," Treize purred back, turning his head to catch a kiss...
When the door-bell rang.
"Well one thing we can say about him - " Zechs whispered against Treize's lips, "he has an amazing sense of timing..."
"I'll get the door," Treize sighed as he pulled back reluctant, "And we can give him a quick interrogation before Mari comes down..."
"Oh yes, of course," Zechs said, smirking faintly as he followed Treize out of the room. "Can't make the lad too comfortable, can we? And it sounds like Wufei beat you to the door..."
"Damn," Treize smirked, as they rounded the hall towards the front door...
Where Wufei was blocking a clean-cut looking young man from entering the door.
"Who are you here to see again?"
"Good evening, young man, you must be Colin." Zechs put a hand around Wufei's shoulders, gracefully pulling him out of the doorway and making it look like it was Wufei's intent the whole time. Letting go quickly enough to ward off any suspicion, he held out his other hand to boy at the door. "I'm Zechs, welcome to our home. Won't you come in?"
"It's, uh, a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Khushrenada," he started, until he saw Treize, who looked *very* similar to Marimeia.
"A pleasure to meet you, too, Colin," Treize smirked smoothly.
"Yes," Zechs said, smiling graciously, "*that* would be Mr. Khushrenada. I am Mr. Peacecraft, and *that*," he said pointing to Wufei, "is Mr. Chang. Won't you have a seat? Marimeia should be down in just a moment."
"Uhm, thank you... sirs," Colin uttered, sitting down where Zechs gestured him to. "Would it be rude of me to ask, uh.... who you and Mr. Chang are?"
"Of course not," Zechs said easily, sitting down on the sofa across from Colin. "You can think of us as Marimeia's stepfathers."
The poor boy blinked once, hard, "So, Mr. Khushrenada, you're uh..."
"Queer as a seven pound note, yes," he cut in for the boy, "However, I would prefer to learn more about *you*, since you are the one who apparently is going to take my treasured daughter on a date this evening."
"Yes please, Colin," said Zechs, "tell us about yourself. What kinds of things do you like to do at school?"
"I'm in the orchestra, and on the rugby team, and I like science and English class a lot," he fidgeted, looking around for any entrance Mari might come down through.
"The orchestra?" Zechs asked politely. "And what instrument do you play?"
"Violin," Colin replied, trying his damndest to relax a little, despite Wufei's *hovering*.
"Wufei?? Stop looking at him like you're going to beat him up, for God's sake!"
Mari stood in the archway between the drawing room they were in and the main stairway. She was in a short dress with a full skirt and a delicate ballerina neckline. The deeply saturated sapphire blue made her eyes look huge and her hair was a smooth cap over her head, tucked back behind one ear. The outfit was complete with tights and boots, showing off the long legs that she had obviously inherited from her father.
"Colin," she said moving into the room and sitting on the arm of his chair, "they haven't been *pestering* you, have they?" She glared at each of the three men in turn.
"Oh, not pestering -- just... talking. I think." He still looked terribly puzzled.
Treize, at last, felt confident that the poor muddled boy wasn't an axe-murderer -- a little slow to catch on, but still... a comfort was a comfort!
"They're *far* too overprotective," Mari said with the infinite knowledge of the early teen years. "I don't think a single one of them can even *remember* going on dates. *Can* you?" She looked over at them all, arching a eyebrow exactly as Treize was wont to do.
"Actually, Mari, I *CAN*," Treize replied, "and that's precisely why I'm so over-protective of *you*." /Because that's how you were conceived!/
/Oh my, I'll have to get him to tell me about that.../ Zechs thought, having to laugh, then he looked over at Wufei. "And you, Mr. Chang? Did you go on any dates before we met up?"
"No, but I've seen enough dates gone *wrong*," Wufei uttered firmly, giving a little *glare* at Colin.
Marimeia rolled her eyes. "Don't mind them Colin. None of them understand the boy/girl thing."
A bemused look stole over Zechs's face. "Mari! It's true that my experience in that area is somewhat limited, but I should think your father understood it well enough. Right Treize?"
"I rather *hope* so," Treize smirked, "That I've understood the whole boy/girl thing enough to have a daughter. Now, Colin, what's your plan for the evening?"
"We're catching a show," he stammered out. "And there's a new dessert cafe near the cinema" Mari added quickly. "We're going there afterwards."
"Sounds like a splendid evening," Zechs said smiling at them both. "Doesn't it - Treize? Wufei?"
"Home by midnight," Treize said firmly, giving Colin a *look*. "No later."
"Or I'll hunt you down," Wufei cut in.
"WuFEI!!" Marimeia glared at the Chinese man who was glaring, in turn, at her date. "If I ever do this again, Zechs, lock them in the pantry and answer the door by yourself! Come on Colin." She got up and gave the hapless boy a tug on his sleeve.
Zechs, practically smirking now, got up as well and gave her a kiss. Holding out his hand to Collin, he said kindly, "Have a wonderful time, and do obey the midnight rule."
"Yes, sir... sirs," he stammered again, shaking Zechs's hand before Mari dragged him out the front door.
"Well, at least she has him wrapped around her fingers," Treize noted.
"Good for her," Zechs said, watching out the window as the pair climbed into a taxi. "Well, it's just the three of us this evening. Whatever will we do with ourselves...?"
"We'll find... *something*," Wufei drawled, winking at Zechs languidly. "Excellent," Zechs purred as he leaned back against the window frame and smiled at them like a cat faced with canaries.
Treize stalked his way over to Wufei, first, pulling him aside to whisper in his ear.
"Moon garden?" Wufei echoed Treize's words softly, peeking up at Zechs with a wicked glitter in sloe-eyes.
The blond man arched a delicate eyebrow. "What *are* you two plotting over there?"
"Oh, nothing at all," Treize purred wickedly over his shoulder, before leaning in against Wufei again, and whispering something that made the Chinese man chuckle. Then he straightened himself, and Wufei headed off down the hall towards the kicthen.
"Care for a walk, Zechs...?"
Zechs gave him a dubious look but crossed the room and slipped an arm around the older man's waist. "Well - of course *every* fiber of my being is telling me 'no, don't do it, it's a trap', but I must admit to a terrible failing... I'm just too damned curious for my own good." He pulled Treize close for a long, lingering kiss and then purred against his lips, "By all means... take me where you will..."
"And I have, haven't I?" he teased lightly, turning his head enough to nuzzle at Zechs' lips, tongue darting out to nudge at the lower one. "I think you'll like being caught in this trap, Zechs..."
"Hmm," the blond replied, nuzzling back. "Then cage me love... by all means."
"Ah, but the question is, will you let yourself be led into your gilded cage, sweet?" A smile curled his lips, happy and satisfied with himself as he pressed closer still to Zechs, pressing his advantage. "I was thinking of a simple trap..."
"Normally I'm quite challenging as prey," Zechs responded, letting his gaze dwell on Treize's mouth, "but tonight I'm afraid you've caught me off guard..."
Those soft lips firmed, into a smile, and Treize's tongue darted out to lick the edges. "I'm glad we pounced you, then..."
For a long moment they simply stood and stared at each other, heat and hunger evident in each man's gaze. "Well?" Zechs said at last. "Are you going to do something with me, or just promise it all and leave me unsatisfied...?"
The heat was shielded for a moment, as Treize lowered his eyelids slowly, peeking out from under them. "Come to the garden with me -- Wufei awaits us."
Zechs took hold of Treize's hand and smiled. "Take me there, love - the anticipation is killing me."
Sapphire blue eyes drifted down to look at Zechs' hand clasped in his, and Treize squeezed those fingers gently before he started walking with Zechs. "Once, I thought you'd never let me get so close to you."
"Once I thought I'd never want to get close," Zechs murmured as they walked. "Or maybe that I wasn't capable of it. You changed all that, though... just you..."
"I love you," he whispered tenderly, still walking, and leaned in to kiss Zechs' cheek. "And Wufei. Happiness can make people deathly stubborn for what they want, Zechs."
"Then thank God for your stubbornness, because lord knows I wasn't capable of seeing it for myself."
They had reached the outer door to the house and stepped out into the warmth of an late spring evening. Zechs turned to Treize. "Where to now, love?"
"The moon garden." It was still an utterly romantic place to be, and with the height of the moon just then, and it's heavy fullness, it would be a perfect night. /I hope Wufei's ready there.../
As they headed in the direction of the white-themed garden Zechs slipped an arm around Treize's waist and tugged him close. "I still remember the first night I took you there... dear God was that heavenly and terrifying at the same time... but you were so very lovely..."
"I fell the rest of the way in love with you there, Zechs -- I finally saw the *person* that was you, instead of the owner." The arm around his waist was better than one in his hand, and Treize sighed softly, smiling a little as he leaned his head onto Zechs' shoulder. "Everyday, Zechs, I love you more."
They had reached the edge of the densely planted space and the white flowers, just now starting to bloom, were glowing in the moonlight. "I love you too, Treize," Zechs murmured as they walked into the garden itself.
A myriad of white flowers glistened in the bright moonlight, casting light on the white tiles, the white walls, and the lovely contrast of Wufei sprawled out on a thick white fleece blanket, laid out in the center of the garden. A splash of hot color in all that brilliance
At the sight of him, Zechs felt a strong wave of heat and desire pass through him, bringing a flush to his cheeks. His arm around Treize tightened and he managed to groan, "Ohhh... *dear* ones... please... use me as a toy for *your* pleasure tonight... what ever that may be..."
"Both of us, Zechs -- do you think you can handle it?" Treize asked in a gentle chuckle.
There was a suggestive wiggle of platinum eyebrows. "I'll give it my absolute best..."
"Undress, Zechs," Treize uttered softly.
Zechs felt his shaft harden. He was already barefoot, so he opened his fly and let his cock push out before sliding his sleek trousers off and toeing them aside. Pulling his deep blue velvet t-shirt over his head, he stood, completely naked, sculpted muscle catching every gleam and shadow of the moonlight, and murmured something he never thought he'd say. "I'm yours to command."
"Sweet, sweet Zechs," Treize purred, shrugging off his vest and the shirt underneath it, before he slung a bared arm low around Zechs' hips and moved to guide him towards the patiently waiting Wufei. Strands of black hair slithered down over Wufei's shoulder as he sat up a little, beaming at them both.
Zechs ran a hungry gaze over Treize's now-muscular chest, and then looked at Wufei spread out before them. The he smiled and closed his eyes briefly against a fierce wave of happiness. "Surely you two must be faery knights, come to take me away from the human world forever..."
"Just away from human worries," Wufei purred, still smiling up at them. "It's a bit nippy -- would you two care to help me... warm up?"
"He's begging, Zechs," Treize purred happily, taking Zechs forward, towards Wufei, with him. "You can't deny that voice..."
A soft laugh and Zechs stretched out beside Wufei, pulling Treize down with him. "I was doomed the moment I realized that I couldn't deny you two *anything*..."
"Why bother?" Treize asked lightly, trying to squirm free of his pants to equal his lovers' nudity.
"Warmer, please," Wufei insisted, wrapping his slender arms around Zechs's chest.
"Mmmm... Wufei," the blond purred, "I do believe if you ask Treize to move any closer, parts of him and parts of you will end up.... well... in the same place, as it were." He smiled and pulled Treize forward, running his hand along the older man's bottom.
Treize shivered in delightedly, wrapping his arms around them both, and pressing closer. "Mmm, does this warm, you, Wufei...?"
"Oh, in many ways. Treize... Master Zechs," Wufei uttered, nuzzling first at Treize's cheek, then kissing Zechs hotly.
Zechs returned Wufei's kiss with equal fire, his fingers sliding along Treize's chest as he did, brushing taut nipples before his fingernails dragged lightly down the older man's well-muscled back. "Uhhhn... God, I want both of you... now... mmmm... how can I get the two of you at the same time...?"
"I believe that the plan is to make a sandwich out of you, Zechs," Treize whispered in amusement, as Wufei squirmed a little against Zechs, protesting the loss of the kiss.
"It appears that at the present time," Zechs said between kisses, now shared again with the slender Chinese man, "that Wufei is the filling..."
"But you're in the middle," Wufei pointed out slowly spoken in moments grasped between the kisses, even as Treize chuckled softly, and pressed a bit closer to Zechs, nipping at his neck.
A wave of pure lust swept through the former slave owner's body as their embrace deepened, his knee sliding in between Wufei's thighs, the barest hint of Treize's arousal on his hip. "Ahhh... you two are bloody *perfect*..."
"As if you aren't," Treize teased softly, shifting to make his hardness more known against Zechs' hip.
Heady kisses seemed to flow through them as Zechs turned his head down to Wufei's fiery warmth, then back to Treize's smooth passion. He arched his back and turned, pressing himself against Treize and at the same time wriggled his legs so that his knees pressed Wufei wide, wide open. "Ahhh... so much of both of you... feels so *good*..."
"You're filling," Wufei chuckled heatedly, rocking up to his master. The double entendre was loud and clear, enough to make Treize chuckle,
"And soon filled."
Zechs smiled, rocking back and forth between the two of them. "It's times like these I wish we had some neighbors to frighten..."
A finger, knowing and skilled, slipped between firm cheeks of his buttocks. "I bet you do," Treize breathed softly.
Zechs drew a sharp breath and closed his eyes against the feel of it -the once dreaded invasion that Treize had taught him to love for its wanton eroticism. He never could have imagined loving it like this, but Treize had worked little miracles all through his everyday life - and a few large ones, as well...
Pressing himself back against that finger, his knees spread Wufei just a bit more and as his hips came forward again, he slid, slick with semen, into Wufei's tight passage. "Uhhhhnnnn!"
Wufei nearly screamed out-loud, but it wasn't a scream of pain --instead, it was *pure* pleasure! "Oh, Zechs! Yes, Master, fuck me..."
"Wait, Wufei," Treize chided softly, kneeling behind Zechs and lowering his head to dart his tongue at the entrance his finger had found.
A soft whimper of frustration came from the blond, who pressed backwards, wanting only to impale himself on that squirming warmth. "Ahh, Treize!" he cried, a sudden of pleasure running through him. "God, man, don't make me wait for it!"
Damp flesh darted and played at the ring of muscle there, teasing and stretching to slick it, giving Zechs a light fuck with it, before he drew it back, and simply breathed warmly against Zechs' entrance. "Sweet, Zechs..."
"Uhhhhn!" The frustration and the pleasure that it intensified, made the blond cry out and drive forward, hard and deep into Wufei. Heat and tightness engulfed his shaft and he moaned, light-headed and drunk with sex.
Wufei's lithe arms tightened like the coils of a snake around Zechs' torso, and he arched with a moan agianst the man, shaking. "Oh, hurry up, Treize! I'll pop soon!"
"Rush, rush, rush," Treize mocked softly, pulling back onto his haunches to press the head of his cock against Zechs' entrance with tender pressure.
Zechs couldn't wait though, and pulled out of Wufei, pressing backwards and impaling himself on Treize's erection. A scrape against a sensitive spot and he felt himself dissolve in pleasure, caught between the sweet stab of Treize and Wufei's tight glove, all hot silk and muscle. /Ohh... let me be here forever.../
Treize, behind him, groaned softly, fingers clutching tightly at his hips for support, while Wufei let out a little yowl of pleasure at that resurgence within him again. Both moaned 'Master', but with difference tones -- Wufei, beneath him, sweet and needy, Treize's heavy with want and urging Zechs.
"Fuck yourself, Zechs," Treize managed to whisper. "Into Wufei, and onto me..." "Ahhh - *yes*!!" The blond man was more than willing to do as he was told. He began a slow, deep rhythm, rocking forward and back, burying himself deep inside Wufei and then thrusting hard backwards onto Treize's cock, until the older man's hips were flat against Zechs's bottom. Over and over, until his eyes glazed and then closed, head dropping back, and he could only moan through heavy, panting breaths. Back and forth, with both of his lovers arching towards him, thrusting and taking.
Treize's pace was getting erratic, a steady hard pounding like a jack-hammer into his beloved's body.
"Ahh! Ahh... Angels!" Zechs cried, shaking his head, unconsciously denying the intensity of the pleasure. "Can't... have to... ah *God*!!!" He arched his back stiffly, long hair tumbling around his hips, wishing to God he could stretch himself further in each direction. "Ohhh, give it... to me... AHHHH!" And with the last cry he broke into rhythmic, whimpered cries, pumping seed deep into Wufei and clamping around Treize's stiff member, still buried within him.
For the first time in years, Wufei came without permission, unable to, that one time, help himself -- being beneath *both* of them had been far too much for him to bear, and knowing that his master was being fucked just like he was...
His cry sounded moments after Treize's, spilling over onto he and Zechs' close-pressed stomachs. The knowledge that Treize was filling his master with hot seed carried him over the blissful cliff.
The sounds of the night seemed amplified then, as each man panted softly, drifting in some hazy place of completely sated desire and soft, slowing spasms that rocked the three of them with tiny slivers of pleasure.
Zechs's body felt completely drained and he leaned back on Treize's shoulder for support. "Ohh, how lucky I was," he whispered tiredly, "to find you both..."
Treize had his arms wrapped around Zechs, steadying him as his softened member slipped free, and he moved to lay them both beside Wufei. "How lucky we both are--"
"To be so thoroughly loved, by you," Wufei cut in.
"Meant to be, dear ones," the blond sighed happily. "Meant to be..."
"I think that we have another hour or so to rest here," Treize smiled lazily, grasping the edge of the large blanket and unsuccessfully trying to draw it atop them all.
"Mmm..." Zechs purred, snuggling down further. "Musn't shock the boyfriend..."
"I think we did," Wufei murmured, turning in a little towards the lump of flesh they were making. "Boys aren't safe for her."
"There's nothing for it though," Zechs chuckled. "She's her father's daughter - absolutely set on boys."
"Men, rather," Treize corrected impishly. "And if she were *really* her father's daughter, I'd expect her to want to date the two of you, or, to bring him a replicate of one of you two."
"God forbid!" Zechs laughed, wiggling against them both. "I think the three of us are enough."
"Mm-hmmm," Treize sighed happily, kissing Zechs' cheek, then the tip of Wufei's nose. "I didn't think at all, when I first came to you, Zechs, that I'd live, let alone live so happily with the both of you..."
"And I knew," Zechs murmured against the other man, "when I first saw each of you, that I couldn't live without you being mine."
"And I -- we -- are both utterly yours," Wufei reminded with a wry little smile.
A smile, and a nuzzle, and Zechs's deep voice murmured, "Then truly I could ask for nothing more..."
"How about an army of *me*, to serve you?" Wufei chuckled softly, until Treize nudged him in the side. "Ohhh... how cruel."
"I never thought anyone could wear me out - and it's true. No *one* could. But the two of you together are *quite* enough..." He leaned down and kissed Wufei, the back up to kiss Treize. "I take that back," he breathed, feeling a fierce happiness. "The two of you together... are *perfect.*"
"I like being perfect for you, more than enough," Treize sighed softly, sitting back a little. "Now, do I have to gather you both up in my arms and carry you back to the nice... *hot*... bed in our room?"
"I request a bath first," Zechs said in an eminently sensible voice. "Keeps the grass stains on the silk down to a minimum."
"Then the jacuzzi, then bed?" Wufei suggested wickedly. Mari had a key -- she could let herself in...
"But what about Mari...?" Treize asked, arms still around them both. Even that little worry didn't over-ride the joy that sang through his body.
Zechs and Wufei looked at each other and then Zechs broke the news gently to Treize. "Dear One, Mari will no doubt be *thrilled* to come home and find you already tucked in. That way she can give her young man a kiss -or not - in complete privacy without worrying that Father was hovering over her."
Treize snorted softly, "All right -- enough fun at my expense, then. Let's go get clean, hmn?"
"And make the water a little dirty," Wufei added, tickling a little at Zechs' flat stomach.
A small yip came from the blond at the touch of the fingers. "It's *uncanny*, you know," he said to Wufei, "how you're able to read my mind so well..."
"I'm reading that we should get up and into the house," Treize purred, pulling at them both again.
"Yes, yes, my dear reptile - mustn't keep you from your warmth," Zechs said, giving Treize a bemused look. The walked back through the garden, clothing slung over their shoulders. They took a small, private elevator up to what used to be Zechs's suite.
Now it belonged to all of them.
End of Chapter 41
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