Five Pilots Make How Many Couples?

I forgot to mention it in my last fic so I’ll mention it this time, I own none of the characters in
this or any of my other fanfics (unless I specifically state so). I don’t know who owns them, and
frankly I don’t care, but all I know is that I do not own them. Just clarifying.

Also, this is going to be a long fic. It will involve all the GW pilots and will most likely have a
chapter (or possibly two) pertaining to each pair-off.

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5 Pilots Makes How Many Couples?

Chapter 1: Dominating Death

            “Duo?” cried Quatre faintly into Duo’s bedroom. “You should get up breakfast is almost
ready.” 

            Duo sat up, stretched, then looked sleepily around his room. After debating for a few
minuets he decided to get up. He slipped on a t-shirt, some pajamas, then made his way to the
kitchen. He walked in and Qua Quatre dressed in an apron and a chef’s hat, cute he thought. “So
Quatre old buddy, what’s for breakfast?” asked Duo as he ran to the stove, investing the pots.

            “You should get nothing!” yelled Quatre angrily. “I’ve had to keep your meal warm all
morning, just because you don’t get up at a normal hour. Everyone else has been up for a few
hours now, they’ve eaten breakfast plus they’ve done all their chores!” Quatre was glaring
angrily at Duo, causing the God of Death to step back. Duo smiled his forgive me smile; Quatre
rolled his eyes and turned back to the stove.

            “Come on Quatre, you can’t be all that mad. Can you?” asked Duo warily as he peeped
over Quatre’s shoulder trying to get a good look at his face.

             “Just go to the table.” he said calmly. “I’ll bring you your breakfast in a sec.” Relieved
that Quatre was no longer angry, Duo happily danced his way to the table. Quatre came behind
him a few minutes later with a plate stacked with food. There were pancakes, eggs, sausage,
bacon, rice, potatoes, just about everything you could eat in a breakfast setting.

            Duo stared at the plate with great anticipation. “What’s with all the food Q, huh?” asked
Duo.

            “I felt like making you a special breakfast, that’s all.” said Quatre in his normally perky
voice. He sat the plate down and made his way back to the kitchen. Duo immediately started to
devour his meal. Quatre poked his head back in and said, “Oh yeah, the dishes are yours.” Duo,
still stuffing his face, managed to get out an okay.

            Duo finished his meal rather quickly and made his way back to the kitchen. He stared at
the large stack of dirty dishes and let out a groan. “Why should I have to wash dishes, as I recall
it’s Heero’s turn.” said Duo aloud.

            “No it isn’t.” said Heero cooly as passed through the kitchen on his way out the house.

            Duo jumped, startled by Heero’s voice. “Where you going?” asked Duo.

            “Out.” said Heero in the same cool voice as he opened the door and closed it behind him.

            “Out.” said Duo mockingly. He began to wash the dishes and halfway through he found
himself playing in the bubbles just to pass time.

            “Still not done yet, eh Duo?” asked Quatre.

            Duo immediately composed himself. “Oh, umm... Quatre.” he stumbled trying to find
words.

            Quatre sighed and scooted Duo over to the left side of the sink. “You rinse and dry, and
I’ll wash. Okay?” asked Quatre.

            “Really?” asked Duo happily. “I mean, yeah of course. Hehe.” He let out a nervous
chuckle. Quatre started immediately on the dishes and they finished them within minuets.
Afterwards they made their way to the bathroom to clean up. Duo and Quatre were washing their
hands in the same sink, Duo’s hand accidently touched Quatre’s. Duo withdrew his hand at once
and blushed. “Um, sorry Quatre, it was an accident. Really!” said Duo pleadingly. Quatre simply
smiled, finished washing his hands, then he made his way out of the bathroom. “Whew, that was
close.” mumbled Duo.

            Duo sniffed the air and noticed that he stunk. He hadn’t showered this morning (or last
night for that matter) and it was starting to become very apparent. He walked over to the tub and
drew himself a hot bath. He stripped and stepped in. Duo laid his body in the water and let its
warmth calm and relax him. Duo began to nod off, but was awakened when he heard the door
opened. “Occupied!” yelled Duo angrily, but whoever it was didn’t leave. Duo shrugged, simpsimply thought that whoever it was would handle whatever business they needed to handle and
be on their way. He did, however, close the curtain. Duo settled back into his bath, but was
disturbed when someone pulled back the shower curtain. Duo turned around and their was Quatre
with a towel around his waste and a back scrubber in his hand. “Quatre, what are you doing
here?” he asked with a puzzled look on his face.

            “Don’t you need someone to scrub your back?” asked Quatre with a smile on his face.

            Um, Um, sure why not.” said Duo. He sat up and threw his long hair over his chest so it
would be easier for Quatre to scrub his back. Quatre began to wash Duo’s back, but he only did
this for a few minuets. He soon dropped the scrubber and began to massage Duo’s neck. Duo
convulsed from the pure pleasure of Quatre’s touch. “Wha...What?” asked Duo weakly.

            “Hush.” whispered Quatre. He continued to massage Duo’s neck and shoulders,
concentrating particularly on his left side. While Duo was busy melting in Quatre’s left hand, he
never noticed Quatre’s other hand slip down into the water and grab his length.

            Duo’s pulled back Quatre’s hand. He looked up wildly at him and asked, “What about
you and Trowa?”

            “What about us?” Quatre asked in return, as he tried to grab Duo again with his left hand.

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           Duo stopped his hand and asked, “I thought you two were together?”

            Quatre thought about it. “Only when we want each other.” he said slyly.

            Duo looked at Quatre with half a grin. “Quatre, are you sure?” he asked.

            “Of course silly!” said Quatre cheerfully. Duo let go of Quatre’s hand and let him grab his
cock again, at this point it was hard. Quatre stroked him slowly, Duo moaned out in pleasure.
Quatre made his strokes even and long, giving as much pleasure as he could to Duo. Duo cocked
his head back and felt Quatre’s erection. He stared up at his blonde lover, and pulled the towel
off with his teeth. Duo took Quatre’s cock into his mouth and worked his tongue and mouth
slowly back and forth along Quatre’s long shaft. Quatre was so caught in his own pleasure that he
had stopped stroking Duo. Duo noticed and stopped pleasuring Quatre, Quatre looked down at
Duo. They both wanted pleasure, but didn’t know how to give it to each other. Duo looked up at
Quatre and saw a gleam in his eye.

            Quatre got up and pulled the stopper out of the tub, after the water drained, he got in the
tub with Duo. “What are we going to do?” asked Duo.

            “You’ll see.” said Quatre with a devilish smile on his face. Quatre lay himself on top of
Duo, but had his feet facing Duo’s face. Quatre turned his head bacwardwards Duo and shook his
head as if giving Duo a signal. Duo understood it, and engulfed Quatre’s cock. Quatre did the
same to Duo. Both of the pilots worked fast as they could on the other’s cock. Using their
tongues in anyway they could. Duo found that wrapping his tongue around the base of Quatre’s
shaft and burying two of his fingers in Quatre’s ass made him thrust into the back of his throat
uncontrollably. While Quatre found that concentrating on Duo’s head made his lover’s entire
body shake wildly. They both kept up their style, each trying to make the other cum. Both boys
were too proud to cum before the other.

            Duo was the first to give. He moaned loudly as he came, thrusting wildly into Quatre’s
mouth and deep into the back of his throat. Quatre swallowed Duo’s seed. Duo, determined not
be far outlasted by Quatre, picked up his pace and within seconds, Quatre came violently into his
mouth. Thrusting so hard that he banged Duo’s head against the floor of the tub. Both lovers
raised their heads breathing hard, exhausted from their activities. Duo still trying to catch his
breath, was locked in a passionate kiss by Quatre, they tasted each other’s seed. Quatre laid his
body next to Duo’s. Duo pulled Quatre closely to him and kissed him on the ford.

            Quatre was the first to dress himself and leave, Duo followed right behind him. Duo, still
feeling tired from the sex, decided to take a nap. He headed back to his room and collapsed on
his bed. Duo got under his covers and began to fall asleep when he suddenly felt someone get in
the bed with him. It was Quatre. “Quatre?” he asked curiously (although he wasn’t very surprised
to see him).

            Quatre looked at him happily. “Sorry if I woke you.” he said. “But I always like to cuddle
and nap after sex, do you mind?” he asked sweetly.

            Duo shook his head. “Not at all.” he said. Quatre climed under the covers with Duo, and
Duo pulled him close to him. Duo gave Quatre as hard a kiss as he could. Duo layed his head
down next to Quatre’s and fell asleep. Quatre had not yet fallen asleep.

            “Hmm” said Quatre in a whisper. “That’s two pilots down, two to go, and I haven’t even
started to mix yet.” Quatre smiled. He closed his eyes and was soon sound asleep.

5 Pilots Makes How Many Couples?

Chapter 2: A Perfect Solder Makes a Perfect Lover.