17-May-2000
I don't own Gundam Wing. I'm poor. I have no money. This story is for entertainment only. Ummmm some hot stuff here. Maybe lemon, definitely yaoi. So, Don't read if you can't deal. I guess I call this (and if there is another fic out there by this name PLEASE tell me so I can change mine!)
Duo came home tired, dirty, and down hearted. The mission had been a disaster and only dumb-luck had enabled the former pilot to get everyone out alive and still complete the mission. He'd thought of staying at headquarters, coming home to an empty apartment really didn't appeal to him, but too many people would have tried to cheer him up and he wasn't in the mood for that right now. The day changed, however, when he opened his door to find all of the other pilots waiting for him.
They greeted him like the old friends they were and told him to just get a shower; dinner was taken care of. Something was just a little off though, but Duo couldn't put his finger on it. After the shower, the longhaired man found Quatre and Wufei in the kitchen while Heero and Trowa set the table. At first, everything seemed like old times; then the strange stuff started.
Duo went into the kitchen to check on Quatre and Wufei. Both were in an argument over how much a certain spice to add to a dish. Duo fought down the urge to laugh; it was so good to see everyone again. Not wanting the fight to escalate, Duo stepped between them and got the shock of his short life. Neither man stopped arguing, instead they pressed up against him to yell at each other.
Duo, dressed only in a pair of shorts and a tank top, could feel their body-heat. It felt really good. Making matters worse was the fact that Wufei and Quatre didn't just argue with their voices; they threw their entire bodies into it causing the pair to rub against Duo in an entirely pleasing manner while he tried to calm them down. Finally, the longhaired pilot couldn't take the stimulation any longer and pushed the men apart, desperately hoping they didn't notice his slight erection.
"Guys," Duo said as calmly as possible, "you need to calm down. Why don't you take the middle road? You know?"
"OK, Duo," Quatre said. Wufei just nodded.
Fleeing the kitchen, Duo thought he could find refuge from what he was feeling in the living room. He never noticed the smiles on his friends' faces or the quick kiss they shared. In the living room, Trowa and Heero were waiting. They took one look at Duo and knew the plan was working perfectly. Poor Duo looked flustered and confused, just they way they wanted him.
The two men arranged themselves on the couch so Duo had to sit between them. Once Duo was engrossed in the program, Trowa casually stretched and rubbed his leg against Duo. Heero reached across Duo to get something from Trowa and brushed against Duo's nipples. Later, Trowa did the same thing reaching for Heero.
Inside thirty minutes, the pilots had the longhaired man almost moaning in frustration. No matter how he twisted or turned, the other two kept touching him and he couldn't say anything. They were touching him accidentally and there was no way he was ever going to admit how his body reacted. Duo buried his hands in his lap to hide the bulge there. His friends would be so disgusted if they knew; he was sure of it.
Finally, after Heero leaned over his lap to grab something, the former pilot could take no more. Duo shot out of his seat. All this close contact after having none for so long was too much. After Hilde's death, the young man had shut everyone out. No one had touched him with anything other than violence since then and his body craved the kind of touch he was accidentally receiving.
Duo intended to head for the bathroom and try a quick cold shower. Maybe he could explain it away by saying he hadn't felt well. Heero and Trowa weren't about to lose their prey that easily. Trowa managed to tangle his feet with Duo's legs and as the slender pilot started to fall, he stood in an apparent attempt at catching him. Duo couldn't keep his balance. Trowa, looking convincingly surprised, fell backward, wrapping his arms around Duo's waist. With perfect timing, Heero made a grab for Duo and was pulled on top of the pair.
End Part 2
Phoenix
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