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I wish I were you	By : Lisachan Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3190 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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12. Alone with Duo

�Whew, what was
that all about? As if they didn�t trust us. What does that Heero think of me
anyway, to threaten me like that. Now, Quatre,� he
said, turning around. �That was some speech you gave there, buddy. Way to go,
I�m proud of you.�

�Duo, stop
exaggerating,� Quatre said, closing the door.

�No really,
Quatre. You finally learn to stand your ground and there�s nothing that�s more
important than that. I�m really proud of you.�

Oh, he wouldn�t
be so proud of him if he was be able to take a look in his head now, and see the
reason why he had crossed his own borders by speaking in such a way, his
motives for staying home alone with him. The riot his conscience and hormones
where having inside of him. It was wrong, it was all so wrong. But he didn�t
want to do the right thing, not tonight. Tonight he would transform into Cupid
himself, a love sniper, waiting for the right moment to shoot his love arrow.
Everyone thought of him as angelic anyway, right?

�Come on, let�s
go upstairs,� Duo cheered.

Hold it. Upstairs? �Duo!� Quatre squealed.
�What do we need to go upstairs for? I thought we would watch a movie
together!�

Duo turned around
on the staircase in that seemingly mocking manner, of
which only his friends knew it wasn�t mocking at all, but just his usual
behaviour. �Quatre, did you really expect me, Duo Maxwell, the awesome,
enormous God of Death, to go sit there and watch �The Lion King�?� he said
heroically. �I didn�t think so. Besides, I�ve already seen that movie a hundred
of times. And the second too. Now, are you still
coming or do I have to find that book all on my own?� He turned around again
and banged his way up the stairs with heavy footsteps.

Oh right, Wufei�s book. Quatre had completely forgotten about that.
Duo, or more precisely the possibilities that night alone with Duo opened, had
held most of his brain cells occupied.

�Now, are you
gonna help me,� Duo�s impatient voice urged him.

�Yeah.� He
ran behind Duo up the stairs and once inside saw him immediately heading to the
right, to where he assumed was the boy�s bed. Instead, he headed straight for
the bathroom.

�Hey,� Duo said
puzzled, looking around in confusion.

�What?� Quatre
asked.

�What�s this?�

�What�s what?�

Duo scampered
back outside, and within minutes rushed back into the room with an unsettling
expression on his face. �The rooms are furnitured in
opposite directions,� he informed Quatre, as if the boy wouldn�t know the
furnishing of his own house.

�Meaning?�
Quatre queried.

�Meaning?! We
have adjacent bathrooms!�

�Still
not following.�

Duo dropped his
head and sighed in defeat. �If we have adjacent bathrooms, we won�t be able to
pester Wuffels with our screams,� he explained.

�Oh,� Quatre said
slowly. �Well, might as well stop screaming then.�

�On the contrary,
my dearest Quatre,� Duo sniggered, slithering his arm around Quatre�s shoulder. �We are gonna scream like never before.�

Quatre sighed loudly
when Duo just didn�t seem to get his point. �Listen, Duo. Maybe Wufei doesn�t hear you, but I do. Unlike Wufei, I don�t have two bathrooms between your bedroom and
mine.�

Duo blinked a few
times while Quatre�s words registered in his mind. �I
see,� he said, after having stared blankly at Quatre�s
face for a few moments. �So, it�s not only my and Wufei�s
bedroom that are furnished in opposite directions, but all the rooms?�

�That�s right,�
Quatre nodded. �That�s why I went to Trowa�s room,
the other night, remember? You guys can sometimes be very loud. In fact, one
time I even heard you while I was downstairs in the kitchen.�

�That bad, isn�t
it?� Duo said with a guilty finger to his chin.

�Yes. I hate to
tell you this Duo, but you�re gonna have to keep your hormones in check a bit.�

The finger that
rested on Duo�s chin started tapping and a pondering frown appeared between his
eyebrows. �Hm, we�re gonna have to find a solution
for that,� he said, seemingly not agreeing with what Quatre was proposing.
�I�ll give it some serious thought. Now, let�s start looking, shall we?� He
rubbed his hands together and looked around the room, wondering where to start.
�I take the bed and the wall unit, you the nightstand and the closet, okay?�

�Okay.�

Duo immediately
attacked the bed with a determined fervour. He dug under the pillow, searched
the sheets, dove under the mattress. It didn�t take
five minutes though, before he heard a careful stutter from Quatre.

�Um, Duo? I
think I might�ve found it,� the boy said, inching towards the bed.

Duo�s head
swivelled around. He jumped on the bed, stumbled his way through the mess of
sheets, his feet getting tangled up in his haste, and landed next to Quatre
with a not so graceful dive.

Quatre reached
out for Duo, the book flying to the side, but was too late to catch him. �Are
you okay, Duo?� he asked meekly, while helping his friend upright.

Duo used Quatre�s arm to hoist himself up and grinned stupidly.
�Yeah, I�m fine. Jeez, I gotta be more careful,� he
said, rubbing the same shoulder he had landed on that morning just the day
before. Much to Quatre�s surprise, he took off his
shirt and checked if any bruises were starting to show. �You see anything,
Quatre?� he asked, inspecting the skin.

Forcing his eyes
to only look at the shoulder and not the broad and fairly muscled chest
instead, Quatre slowly shook his head. �Nothing more than a few light bruises,
Duo. Guess you have been lucky.�

�Hm. Oh well, it will go away. I�ve been through worse,� Duo
shrugged. He put his shirt back on, not even bothering to button it up again,
and turned the other way. �Now, let�s see about that book.�

Quatre was
relieved about the change of subject. Noticing Duo picking up the book and
holding it up in front of him, he soon realized that �relieved� maybe was a bit
of an unfortunate choice of words.

�Gay AC/197,� Duo
read out loud. He flipped the book open on a random page and started reading.

Jamie
squeezed his eyes shut and gritted his teeth as he neared his climax. The table
he was lying on shook dangerously with the force of David�s thrusts. �Oh David! Screw me! Screw me harder! Oh
yes, harder!�

Yes, �relieved�
had been a very unfortunate choice of
words. Especially because Duo was very good at making the accompanying noises
and faces.

Duo looked up
from his reading to see Quatre staring at him in shock with the reddest of red
cheeks he had seen from him so far. �Quatre,� he whispered, aghast.

�That is porn,�
Quatre breathed.

�And very good
porn, I might say,� Duo grinned as he flipped further through the book. �Man, I
gotta get me one of these. And where did you say you
found this, Quatre?�

�At
the bottom of the closet, under a pile of clothes.�

�Ho ho, you have underestimated your friends, Wuffles.� Suddenly he stopped. His eyes widened considerably
and his mouth dropped open. On the feel, he made his way back to the bed and
went sitting down once he�d reached it. �Quatre, you gotta
see this,� he squeezed out, beckoning the boy with a gesture of his hand
without looking up.

�What is it,
Duo?� Quatre asked, trotting to the bed and sitting down so he could take a
look. �Oh my,� he choked.

Duo slowly looked
at Quatre, the boy�s eyes glued to the book. He swore,
his cheeks could combust any moment. �It has pictures,� he whispered.

�Uhu,� Quatre nodded automatically.

The picture
almost screamed back for Duo�s attention. He turned his head again, the couple
in the book too enticing to ignore. It was one of those pictures of which you
can almost hear its characters moan by just looking at it. It depicted two men,
one of them completely naked and standing on all fours with his nicely shaped
ass facing the camera. The other one was sitting on his knees behind him, clad
in nothing more than the tiniest thong ever seen. In his hand he held an
impressive, black, leather whip, the handle of it suggestively poised between
the legs of the first one. He looked at the viewer with a �should I or should I
not shove it in� look in his eyes.

�H‑he�s not
really going to� to do what I think he�s gonna do, is he?� Quatre stammered,
shyly looking up at Duo.

�Well Quatre, I
guess there is only one way to find that out,� Duo said.

Both eager to
know what would happen next, he turned the page. Next to him he could hear
Quatre gasping loudly and clasping his hand in front of his mouth. He too
winced at what they got to see.

�I don�t believe
this,� he said with a shake of his head.

�Doesn�t that
hurt, Duo?� Quatre asked.

�I don�t know,�
Duo admitted honestly. The picture on the next page showed the man with the
tiny thong indeed sticking the handle of the whip into the other guy�s ass. The
face of his victim was screwed up in a mixture of pleasure and pain, his eyes squeezed shut and his mouth open in a
soundless scream.

�Wait,� Duo said.
He turned the page back to the previous picture and took a good close look at
the whip. �Oh, I see.�

�What is it?�
Quatre asked, looking at the picture himself, but failing to see the light in
the darkness.

�Look,� Duo said,
pointing at the image, more precisely the discussed handle of the whip. �It�s
slightly rounded, almost as if it would be a vibrator or a dildo. And from what
I can make out from that irregular gloss, I think it�s covered with lube too.
So that makes it a lot less painful.�

�Oh yeah, I see,�
Quatre nodded in understanding. �So� Do you think they are David and Jamie?�

Duo shrugged,
much to his own surprise closing the book. �Might be.
They�re cute enough,� he mumbled.

Quatre watched
his friend standing up and traipsing around the room, his eyes searching for
something else he could use for poking fun at Wufei.
He wasn�t directly planning on putting the book back where he�d found it, it
seemed.

�Duo?�
Quatre said. �What are you gonna do with that book now? Aren�t you gonna put it
back?�

�The hell I am!�
Duo snorted. �Before he gets it back, I intend to first let him simmer a bit
until he asks for it himself. He�ll be sitting on his knees begging me to give
it back.� He grinned and caressed the book for the value it held. �With this, I
have a treasure in my hands.�

�But
why, Duo? Why do you want to confront him with it? Can�t you
just put it back and pretend like nothing happened?�

�And miss out on
the opportunity to bully him? I didn�t think so, my dear Quatre. Besides, if he
has porn, the least he can do is to share it with his friends, don�t you
think?�

No use trying to
convince Duo of the opposite, Quatre realized. He had Wufei
in his claws and would not let him go. He�d play with him like a cat.

He was stretching
now, also like a cat. So content with his victory he was. Quatre watched how
the fabric of his shirt parted for him to behold his chest. He could not tear
his eyes away from the view, he simply didn�t want to. It seemed to him he was
doing it on purpose, even though he knew he wasn�t. Why would he? If he wanted
sex, he could just wait until Heero was back home, and
then he was sure to hear all about it.

But that wasn�t
for another few hours. For now, he was still his to admire; the muscles of his
chest and abdomen rippled under his smooth and undoubtedly soft skin, his
nipples were hard nubs amidst a see of caramel. Starting from his navel, a fine
line of brown hairs travelled down under the waistband of his pants, all the
way down to�

He had to
rearrange his thoughts, otherwise it would become noticeable. And he didn�t
need that right now.

Duo sighed
contentedly and bounced on the spot. �I wanna read a
bit more. Do you want to read more, Quatre?� he chirped in his usual
happy-go-lucky style, sharp contrast with the book he was holding in his hands.

Quatre quickly
gave a firm shake with his head. �No, I don�t.�

Noticing the red
flush spreading over Quatre�s face, Duo�s eyes
narrowed and his mouth crooked in a grin. �Really Quatre?
You really don�t want to read more of this?� Duo tried, waltzing back towards
the bed and practically gluing himself against him. �Don�t you wanna find out for yourself whether it really is David and
Jamie on those pictures?�

Quatre felt
highly uncomfortable with this situation. Did he understand that correctly? Was
Duo cajoling him into reading porn together? There, on Wufei�s
bed, with no one else in the house? That was just asking for it. And another thing. How come it had been so long since he
used one of his ridiculous nicknames on him? He should�ve been glad actually.
He finally obeyed him about his name. Yet Duo obeying him, hell, anyone, was
not his usual behaviour, and so it could not be a good sign.

�Duo, put that book away. I don�t want to read that with
you,� he said, cursing the shiver in his voice.

Clearly not
buying it, Duo flipped the book open. �You know what I think, Quatre? I think
that deep down in the bottom of your heart, you do want to know what more our
two boys are capable of,� Duo murmured, his breath ghosting over Quatre�s ear, intended or not intended, Quatre didn�t know.

Quatre shivered
and bit back a moan. Obeying him, yeah right. So now
it had already come to �our two boys�? Deep down in the bottom of his heart,
did he want to know what more they were capable of? Exactly, that was just the
worst part. Duo was right.

�This isn�t a
good idea, Duo. I mean it,� he said valiantly, inching a bit away from Duo and
the dreaded book. �We can�t just go and read porn togeth��

Right in the
middle of Quatre�s sentence, Duo indeed went and
started reading, standing up and walking around the room as he did so.

David
slammed hard into Jamie, reminding him of exactly who was in charge tonight.

�What was that,
Jamie?� he growled, leaning over and practically smothering Jamie with his
upper body.

�I said, Fuck Off,
you asshole!� Jamie hissed.

Another inhumanly
hard thrust was the punishment for such an insult. �Isn�t that exactly what I�m
doing? Fucking? Besides, talking about assholes, yours is pretty tight. I like
that.� David grinned maliciously and sped up his pace, Jamie screaming
underneath him and drawing blood on his back as he dragged his nails along the
leathery skin. He felt the bed moving, he heard the headboard slamming against
the wall, the creaking of the legs. Although he held his eyes closed, he knew
David was looking down on him in the ultimate of satisfaction. He knew he liked
seeing him in pain. The kind of pleasurable pain only he could make him feel.
It made him horny, he got off on it. He was a sadist, a masochist. Jamie didn�t
know why he allowed him to abuse his body like that. Like that night before,
whit that bull whip. He had just taken it, lubed it
up and shoved it in his ass. It had hurt, dammit, it
had hurt like hell. Still, he liked it. He liked to be controlled, the feeling
to belong to someone.

After all,
tomorrow� the roles would be reversed.

�What�s the
matter, Jamie? You�re so quiet all of a sudden,� David grinned, pulling Jamie
back to the here and now. �Have you lost your tongue? That would be a shame, you�re so talented with that little tongue of yours.
Licking up and down my cock, it�s all you�re asking for, isn�t it?�

�Put a dick in
it, you bastard,� Jamie spit.

David tisked and momentarily ceased the savage movements of his
hips. �That�s not the way a good little bitch like you should behave. Now, do
you still want to come, or should I just pull out now, make you blow me and let
you lying there with your hard on?�

�I�m sorry, Master.
Please continue.� Jamie had to force himself to say the words, but he was
positive that David wouldn�t hesitate to carry out his threat, and gods, he
needed his release and he needed it now.

�I want to hear
you beg for it, Jamie.�

Jamie closed his
eyes. �Please Master. Please, go on. I need to come. I need to feel your hot
cock moving inside of me, hard and relentless.� He heard himself saying it like
a mantra. He was a weakling.

He didn�t give a
fuck.

David smirked
evilly and started moving again. �Good boy.� He thrust harder and faster than
before, feeling his own climax nearing. His eyes closed in bliss, the screams from
the man under him filling his ears and fogging his head.

�Harder! David� I
beg of you! Fuck� me� Ah!� HARDER!! Ooh, I�m so close!
Don�t stop! Please, don�t stop, David!�

David kept on
thrusting, his pace very fast now. A sudden heat hitting his chest made him
look down. The sight of Jamie coming and the feel of his inner walls clamping
down on him triggered his own orgasm. With a raw cry, he released and slumped
forward on Jamie�s heaving body.

Duo swallowed
hard before peering over the rim of the book to Quatre. The boy had just
established yet a darker shade of red. His legs were suspiciously squeezed
together. He walked over to the bed again and went sitting next to Quatre.
Close, as in �thigh to thigh� close.

�That was
intense,� he said, blankly staring in front of him.

Quatre just sat
and stared at a point on the wall, not sure his vocal chords were still
functioning. Obviously, the book was mainly based on domination, humiliation
and a lot of dirty talk. He was surprised, to put it mildly, that Wufei enjoyed such books.

Duo decided it
would be wise to close the book and keep it closed this time, at least for this
evening. He blindly laid it beside him and kept sitting in silence for a few
moments. There were only very little things that could get him in that state of
speechlessness: exhaustion after a mind blowing fuck with his lover, ultimate
stupefaction and extreme embarrassment. A mix of the last two cases was pretty
much how he felt right now.

�So, what should
we do now?� he said finally after a good minute of deafening silence.

�What I have
already said about a hundred of times. Put the book back where you found it and
never speak of it again,� Quatre said, having found his voice back.

Duo shook his
head and looked aside. �No no, you misunderstand me, Quat.�

Ah, Quat.

�I�m not changing
my mind about the book, it stays with me until Wufei
comes crawling to me. No, I mean, now that we have found the book so quickly,
we�re gonna have to find another way to fill the evening, aren�t we?�

Quatre turned his
head too and felt electricity tingling along his spine at the eye contact they
made. He wondered if Duo could feel it too. �Oh, like that,� he said softly.
�Yeah, I guess you�re right.�

�Any
suggestions?�

Oh, did he have
suggestions!

�Uhm� yeah, but�� He looked away, to the hands lying in his
lap. He couldn�t ask this, he shouldn�t provoke things himself.

�What, Quatre?
What did you have in mind?� Duo asked. Judging by his reaction, it most
definitely didn�t involve a certain Disney classic about a lion and his cub.

Quatre sighed. At
the other hand, he was already sitting there, to his distress, with a hard on.
It couldn�t get that much worse, now could it? Besides, if Duo wouldn�t broach
the subject, then he would have to bring up the topic himself.

�I still have a
few questions.�

�Questions?�

�Yeah. About sex.�

�Oh,� Duo said
slowly. �What would you still like to know, Quatre?�

Taking a deep
breath, Quatre looked up, back to the big, shining lavender depths he couldn�t
get enough of. �Well, I was wondering� How do you� uhm�
How do you��

�Quatre, are you
still gonna say it?� Duo chuckled.

Quatre took
another deep breath, and as he exhaled, the words came out it a rush. �I would
like to know some stuff about sucking off. There, I said it.�

And back to
studying the hands in his lap.

Duo smiled and,
putting an arm around Quatre�s shoulder, pushed his
chin back up to look at him. �Quatre, don�t be ashamed. I don�t want you to
think of this as something dirty or abnormal, okay? It�s just a part of it. I�m
sorry I didn�t come up with it myself. I should�ve thought about it.�

�It�s okay,�
Quatre peeped. He was wrong, it would get worse, a lot worse. He wanted to kiss
him. At that very moment, he didn�t want anything more than to kiss him. Could
he really do it? Could he really ignore the screaming voice of his conscience
and blindly follow his emotions? Could he say �Fuck it all� and just kiss him?

It would be stupid, he knew that, he reminded himself of that every
moment. But it would not be something he would choose for himself,
it would be an act of despair. He was desperate. It was a desperate case he was
entangled in; and desperate cases called for desperate measures.

He would do it.
Fuck it all. Fuck it all and to hell with consequences! He would kiss him.

�Let�s go to my
room then,� Duo cheered, jumping up and not aware of the fact that Quatre�s lips just skimmed past his head. �We have stuff to
practice over there.�

Dammit! Quatre
cursed inwardly. So close!

Close to the
destruction of everything, the voice of his conscience reminded him. You
don�t dare to ask him to kiss you, because you know what his answer will be.
Instead, you just want to go for it. And his reaction?
Don�t you fear that? He will push you away, Quatre, and the entire evening, the
entire holiday, the entire future of the five of you will be ruined. Don�t do
it, Quatre. You will end up getting hurt.

�Shut up,� Quatre
snapped under his breath to his own mind. He was hurt now, too.

It was frustrating
how Duo was blind to the signals he was sending out, aware or unaware. It made
something click in his head, pushed a button. If Duo was going to keep on
ignoring him, he would have to take matters in his own hands. No more being shy,
no more being timid and careful. He would be bolder and more aggressive. His
decency hightailed, and it took his sense of reason along with it. He would
seduce him, openly provoke him.

Desperate cases
called for desperate measures.

Fuck it all.

Duo had already
left the room. Quatre stood and wiped the wrinkles out of the bedclothes before
he went joining his friend. Coming into Duo and Heero�s
room, he saw Duo sitting on his bed with a box in front of him.

�What�s that,
Duo?� Quatre asked.

Duo looked up as
he heard Quatre�s voice and saw him staring at the
box. �Oh that,� he said. �Those are my and Heero�s
dildo�s. We�re gonna use them for practice, that okay?� He laughed as Quatre
wrinkled his nose and carefully balanced a dildo between his thumb and idex finger.

�Don�t worry,� Duo
grinned, guessing what Quatre might be thinking. He picked out a few dildo�s from the bunch and put them aside. �These are brand
new.� He proceeded to take the rest of the dildo�s, multicoloured and varying
in size, putting Wufei�s book at the bottom of the
box and dropping the toys neatly on top of it. Quatre gave him a questioning
look.

�That�s in case Wufei should go on an exploration through the house for his
book. I�m pretty sure he�s not gonna want to touch these.�

Chuckling, Quatre
jumped on the bed, the dildo�s rattling in their box. �This is the fun part of
staying home alone, isn�t it? You can do whatever you want.�

�What do you
mean, Quat?� Duo said absent-mindedly, polishing a
stain off one of the dildo�s. �Dammit.
Just bought the thing and it�s dirty already.�

�Well, don�t you
think Heero would frown upon it if he saw the both of us sitting on your bed
and messing around with your dildo�s? He might get the wrong idea. You know how
possessive he can be, and then I�m not just talking about his toys.�

Touch�. Quatre
had him there. �Yeah, I know what you�re talking about, Quat,�
Duo sighed, looking up. �I know it can be annoying sometimes, his
possessiveness over me. But I�m sure he�s only doing it because he loves me.�

�Oh, I don�t know
about that, Duo. Sure, he loves you, but if he doesn�t even allow you to dance
with someone else, then it goes far beyond that, if you ask me.� Of course, Duo
had already been a bit tipsy � a lot,
in fact - when he�d danced with him the other night. Big chance he didn�t even
remember, so he consciously didn�t mention the exact way they�d been dancing. �It�s like you really belong to him,
like you�re trapped and have nowhere to go.�

Duo shifted to a
more comfortable position and lay the dildo aside. �But that�s just how it is,
Quatre. I belong to Heero, and Heero belongs to me. I couldn�t imagine it any
other way.�

�Oh, is that the
kind of relationship you�re in? Where you regard each other as property? Why, I
had no idea. Poor Duo, I really do pity you.�

�That�s not true,
Quatre! I can do tons of stuff!�

�Yes, as long as
it�s with Heero.�

Duo fell silent
on that. Doubt and insecurity were tracing his features. �Do you really think
that way, Quatre?� he asked.

Quatre nodded
self-evidently. He took one of the dildo�s and let his
fingers play with it. �I do, Duo. If you ask me, you should just have a good
and long talk with Heero about this. Maybe you don�t see it, but I see what�s
going on. He�s smothering you, you don�t have anymore freedom.�

And that�s how it
would start, the downfall of the legendary, unbreakable couple Heero and Duo.

Quatre had
changed his strategy. A wicked plan he had come up with only a few moments ago.
He threw off the idea to seduce Duo now. Well, maybe he would still seduce him,
just a little. But he wouldn�t openly provoke him, like he was first intended
to do. If he did that, they would see him as the bad guy, everyone would hate
him for wanting to separate them. Instead, he would sow discord between them.
They would see it as faults from their selves, an irreparable flaw would
appear, get bigger, would make their love burst and eventually fall apart. The
job would be done. Their relationship over with. A
little patience, and Duo would be all his.

You�re
a wicked devil, Quatre. A devil with an angel�s face.

�So, shall we
start?� Quatre asked, his facial expression betraying nothing of the plans
brewing inside his head, radiating a �just trying to help you� kind of
impression.

He held the dildo
against his pouting bottom lip, just like a little boy who�d ask permission to
start eating his lollipop. He looked a bit like a little boy too, with his big puppydog eyes. Except for the dildo, that is.

�Uhm� yeah,� Duo said, dazed. He blinked a few times and
looked at Quatre. �Yeah, start.�

He seemed impressed.
Quatre�s words really seemed to have got to him.
Good.

Quatre giggled
and swung his legs on the bed, folding them in a cross-legged position. �What
is it, Duo? Getting cold feet?� he teased, playfully poking the dildo at Duo�s
chest.

He teased. Duo
didn�t understand. Quatre actually teased him. He even� dare he say it? He even
seemed to seduce him. No, must�ve been his imagination.

He collected his
scrambled thoughts and shook his head. Definitely his imagination.
Come on, this was Quatre he was talking about.

�Right,� he said.
�Uhm� where should I start?�

�Oh yeah,� Quatre
said suddenly. �Now that I think of it, I still wanted to ask you something.
It�s not a big deal or anything. I was just wondering if you have it too.�

�Have what?� Duo
asked.

�Well, sometimes,
after I have� you know� jerked off, I can feel something at my� my c� my�� Yes,
maybe bolder and more aggressive, but not more eloquent for that matter. He
couldn�t even bring himself to saying the damn word.

�Your
cock?� Duo helped him.

�Yes,� Quatre
nodded, thankfully. �After it�s been tensed up all that time,
it kind of contracts when it relaxes again. It�s completely normal,
because I have it with other muscles too. But there it�s very sensitive. It�s
like I�m feeling soft little taps, and I love every one of them.� He moved a
bit closer, their faces mere inches away from each other. �Do you feel that too
sometimes, Duo?�

Duo swallowed. Hard. It wasn�t so much the subject that bothered him, he had given him sex education before. Rather it was the
way he said it. He definitely didn�t trust that look he had in his eyes. And
then those subtle touches of his hand on his groin
while he was talking about his cock, strangely uninhibited. The little gasps he
made, the shallow breathing.

�N-no, I�ve never
felt it. At least, I think. I�ve� I�ve never really paid attention to it
before� actually,� Duo stuttered.

�Oh. Well, you
should. It makes afterglow so much more enjoyable.� Quatre held the dildo up,
his face a picture of deceiving innocence. �Am I holding it right like this?�

Duo looked down
to the dildo, deciding the whole thing must�ve been a game of his mind. �No
Quatre, you have to hold it the other way around. See that slit?� He moved a
bit closer so he could show him better and traced his finger along the little
slit at the head. �That must be facing you. The way you�re holding it now would
be the situation you get when you�re doing a sixty-nine.� Slightly panicking,
he saw Quatre looking up at him with a questioning look.

�A
sixty-nine?�

Oh, he had to be
kidding him!

�You do know what
a sixty-nine is, do you, Quatre?�

He shook his
head.

He just had to be kidding him!

�Really
Quatre? You really don�t know what a sixty-nine is?�

�No. Please
explain to me, Duo.�

Did he not know
what a sixty-nine was? Of course he knew! Hell, he�d had hundreds of fantasies
where he�d had Duo�s groin floating above his head while Duo was sucking him
off. But as long as he was acting innocent and unknowing, might as well take
all he could get.

Duo gave a nervous
little laugh and cleared his throat. �Well Quatre, a sixty-nine is where one
person lies on his back, and the other one is straddling him, but upside down.
That way, you can pleasure each other.� Abundant gestures with his hands
accompanied his explanation, but still Quatre kept on sitting there with that
questioning frown between his eyebrows. �Do you understand now, Quatre?� Please
say you do.

He shook his head
again.

�You-� Gulp �You don�t understand, Quatre?�

�I don�t know. I
can�t really imagine something at your explanation.� He put the dildo aside and
looked Duo in the eyes. �Would you mind showing me, Duo?�

Duo was sure he
was blushing like never before. This wasn�t quite how he knew Quatre to be. He
had the impression that Quatre knew exactly what a sixty-nine was and just made
handy use of the opportunity to seduce him. Quatre.
Seduce him.

Quatre knew he
was pushing his luck. He saw the hesitation in Duo�s eyes, the suspicion. Any
moment now, he would stand up and walk away. I�m on to you, Quatre, I know
you�re messing with me, he would say. Well, now he was still sitting there, and
dammit, he would push his luck a bit more.

�What, Duo? Don�t
you dare to show me? That�s odd. You never refused to show me before. The different positions, the toys. You were so
straightforward about that. And now, now you back away? Why are you so afraid
all of a sudden, Duo?�

Quatre was right.
It wasn�t like him to be so nervous. Maybe his suspicion was unfounded after
all then. Besides, hadn�t he told him he was in love with someone? He just
wanted to be prepared, that�s what he�d said. He wanted to know what to do when
things would finally happen between him and that someone. It was just him that
started seeing every move and every word as seducing.

�I�m not afraid,�
Duo said, trying his best to sound offended. �I will show you. Go lie on your
back,� he commanded with a gesture of his hand. Once he got Quatre in the
wanted position, he got over him on all fours without further ado, looking down
on the boy�s groin. It was slightly swollen. Probably from
their reading just now. Hopefully.

�Is it obvious to
you now, Quatre? This is the position of a sixt-� He froze and his words kept sticking in his throat. Quatre�s hand was going up his leg. It was going up his leg
and heading for his groin!

Quatre was all
too quick to comply when Duo asked him to lie on his back. With expectant and
almost challenging eyes, he watched Duo crawling closer and positioning himself
over him with practiced ease. He looked up. There he had it, for real, Duo�s
groin floating above his head. Lose the pants and the boxers underneath, and it
was his dream turned to reality. Would he dare touching it? No, that went too
far. Maybe the leg a bit? He didn�t quite know where
to draw the line. Where did the seducing stop, where did the provoking start?
Was this still seducing? Or was it already provoking? And if it was, would Duo
experience it as provoking?

He did it.
Without further thinking, he raised his hand and caressed up Duo�s leg, slowly,
only stopping when he had reached the very top of his thigh. If only to be sure
this was indeed real.

Duo held his
breath. The hand stopped just before his groin. As he let go of his trapped
breath, he let out a small moan he wasn�t even aware of himself, cursing it the
moment it left his mouth.

�What was that,
Duo?� Quatre asked.

�Quatre, what are
you doing?� Duo said softly, yet firmly, turning his head a little.

�What do you
mean?�

�You know what I
mean, Quatre. What is your hand doing on my thigh?�

�Oh that,� Quatre
said as if it was the most normal thing. �Your knee was pressing my shoulder. I
was trying to push your leg away a bit. It started to hurt.�

Duo was sure he
was not pressing against Quatre�s shoulder. The only
pressure he could feel was the mattress underneath him. Even Quatre�s hand was barely pushing. Rather caressing,
ghosting� trying.

The silence in
the room was awkward, almost painful. The atmosphere was getting too
uncomfortable. So now Quatre knew that Duo saw it as provoking, even though he
had made up a quick and cool excuse for his hand there. If he wanted to keep
this fun, he�d better stop his teasing now.

�I get it now,
Duo. Thank you for showing me,� he said, removing his hand.

Duo didn�t tarry
to jump on the mattress next to him. This never happened, it
just didn�t happen. Really now, the way Quatre was half lying, half
sitting there, you�d think he came fresh from primary school. No, he did not
just sit there, straddling his face, Quatre did not
just nearly touch his groin.

Quatre continued
playing innocent and cute. He wondered if one day, they could get into that
position without being innocent and cute, and without
clothes too.

He picked up the
dildo he had laid aside just now, making sure the slit
was facing him this time. �So tell me, Duo. I�m having him in front of me like
this. What do I do now?�

Duo couldn�t help
his smile to be a bit forced, but he had seen more in his life. This little
�incident� sure wasn�t enough to distract him from the task at hand.

He took his own
dildo, his being a slightly bigger one, and went sitting next to Quatre. �Well
Quatre, there are various ways to pleasure your partner. For instance, you can
start with teasing this tiny slit here,� he explained, letting his finger go
over the slit of his own dildo.

�Like this?�
Quatre tentatively licked along the slit.

�Yes,� Duo nodded
enthusiastically. �Or you can swirl your tongue over the head.� He watched as
Quatre carefully followed his example. �Now, it might be that you will notice
some kind of moisture coming out of that little hole at the top. That�s pre
cum.�

�Pre
cum?�

�Yes. It�s some
sort of natural lubrication.�

�Oh yeah,� Quatre
smiled. �I�ve already felt that, when I jerk off sometimes. It�s much more fun
with pre cum. Then it slides better.�

�That�s right.�

�And what happens
next? You just� lick it off?�

�Yeah. It�s
not that bad, Quatre. It tastes a bit bitter, but I�m telling ya, when it�s from someone you really care about, it�s the
best you�ve ever tasted. Well, until you get to the actual �good stuff� of
course.�

�Good stuff?�

�Yeah. Cum, Quatre. Seed, sperm, semen.�

�Oh right,�
Quatre chuckled.

Duo laughed along
with Quatre�s chuckle, genuinely. This was kind of
fun, actually. As long as Quatre didn�t start acting weird
again. Or he started seeing things again. Whatever.

�Do be careful
not to choke on it, okay? You kinda look like an
idiot when you start coughing all of a sudden, and I can tell ya, it ruins the moment too.�

�Oh, been there,
Duo?� Quatre cleverly anticipated.

�No,
not me!� Duo snapped playfully. �Heero.�

�Heero? Really?� Quatre asked, to his shame finding himself
interested in the sex life of his friend.

�Oh yeah,� Duo
nodded. �He�d probably kill me if he knew I was telling you this, but our first
time, he insisted on deep throating me. Yuy boy, I said, it�s not easy. But no, Yuy
had to be stubborn. It felt so good, I completely lost it. I just started
thrusting like crazy and totally forgot about Heero. After I�d come, it took a
while before I noticed him coughing. See, I said, next time listen to me when
I�m telling you something.�

�Wow,� Quatre
smiled. �Does it really feel that good?� He looked down and felt his eyes
saddening, just like his heart. �I would like someone doing that to me too. You
know, the stuff we�re doing with our dildo�s now, and
that deep throating. It must feel good. I would like
to feel it too.�

To Quatre, it was
as much as an open invitation. To Duo of course, it was no more than an
expression of his desires. He empathetically put an arm around Quatre�s shoulder, the soft gasp
the boy gave slipping his hearing. �Oh, but you will, Quat,�
he said in a soothing tone. �You�re a nice and sweet boy, you will find
someone, I�m sure you will. Whoever lets you go is one hell of a fool.�

�But I don�t want
someone,� Quatre sighed wistfully. �I
want him. I want you��

�What Quatre?�

Shit!

Quatre sharply
looked up. He wasn�t supposed to say that part out loud! �I� I want�� he
spluttered clumsily. �I want you� to tell me something, Duo!� He gave a mental
sigh of relieve. Never before had he so cleverly mumbled his way out of something,
so quickly.

�Oh,� Duo laughed,
relieved. For a moment there he thought Quatre said he wanted him. As a boyfriend. As someone to suck him
off. As someone to deep throat him. �What, Quatre?�

�You said that
whoever lets me go is a fool. But I told you before. That person already has a
boyfriend.�

�Yeah?�

�Now, if you were
that boy, what would you do?� Quatre could see the self-confidence in Duo�s
eyes melting like snow in the sun.

�Look Quatre, I
can�t make decisions for that boy. It�s completely up to him to decide whether
he stays with his boyfriend or dumps him for you.�

Leaning a bit
closer, Quatre made his eyes level with Duo�s, his expression more serious than
ever. �I�m not asking you to make decisions for him, Duo. I�m asking you what
you would do, if you were him. Would you dump Heero for me?�

�Me dump Heero
for you?�

�Uhu.�

A glint of
playfulness sparkled in Duo�s eyes. �If I did, what would I get in return?� he
murmured.

Quatre was
surprised to feel his own legs moving over Duo, straddling him. He was even
more surprised that Duo didn�t struggle. He let him. It was a small victory for
Quatre. �Everything Heero doesn�t give you,� he breathed.

Duo swallowed. �Be
careful what you say, Quatre. It�s very hard to do better than Heero.� He
didn�t know why, but he didn�t push Quatre away. He could feel that Quatre was
still hard, and he was pretty sure that that particular part in the book had no
longer anything to do with it. Maybe it never had. Still he didn�t push him
away.

Their mouths were
very close now. Quatre could feel Duo�s breath on his lips, smell the same
sugary aroma that always seemed to cling to Duo. He could almost kiss him.
�Surely, I can always try?� he pouted. Almost subconsciously, he found himself
studying Duo�s eyes. The long lashes, the inky pupils, the bright irises, the
different shades of purple. He could see himself in them. He could see them
closing now. Letting his eyes go further down, they attached to the soft, rosy
lips of Duo�s mouth. He had them slightly parted, slowly breathing in and out.
He could see them coming closer.

He closed his
eyes too, not daring to move, just let come what would come. His heart pounded,
he felt it hammering against his ribcage. He could taste something on his lips
all of a sudden. Strawberry, sugary� candy.

And then, with a
shock, he realized... It was Duo�s lips. Duo was kissing him. The rush of Duo�s
warm, quivering lips on his was incomparable to anything he�d ever imagined.

It was beyond
cute how Quatre was sitting there over his lap, way beyond cute. It was
attractive, appealing, Duo couldn�t really find a
proper way to describe it. But it did things to him. His pink, untouched lips
looked enticing and inviting. As if some sweet nectar was waiting there for Duo
to taste, his lips were drawn to Quatre�s lips and he
couldn�t stop them. He kissed him, a slow, gentle brushing of lips against
lips, and he indeed could taste some intoxicating sweetness.

And then he realized, his own lips on Quatre�s.
He was kissing him. In one crazy moment, he had jeopardized everything he had
ever lived for. Not only that. Inexperienced as Quatre was, he probably had
never been kissed before.

He had stolen Quatre�s first kiss.

His eyes snapped
open and his hand flew up to his mouth in horror. He quickly backed away from
Quatre, until he was stopped by the headboard. �I�m� I�m sorry Quatre,� he
stammered. �I�m sorry to have stolen your��

��my first kiss,�
Quatre finished for him. He didn�t look at Duo, at least not directly. He just
sat there and stared, his fingers touching his lips in wonder. Even though
Duo�s kiss had been soft, merely a touch, it felt like he�d just had the most
burning, passionate kiss in his life.

Pulling his
fingers away, he looked down at them, dreamily, like he would find the imprint
of Duo�s lips on them. Duo�s taste lingered, like threads of cotton candy
sticking to his lips, and just as sweet. At length, his eyes focused again, and
turned to Duo, who was still looking at him with a guilty and nervous
expression on his face. Thank you, Duo,
he wanted to say. That was wonderful. He didn�t say it out
loud, of course he didn�t. The words would be imbued with the fact that he had
been longing for that ever since he�d laid eyes on him and that he was the only
one for him.

�Let�s just
continue, shall we?� Quatre said with a tiny voice. He swallowed and picked up
his dildo. �What else?�

�You�re� not
angry with me?� Duo asked carefully.

�It�s okay, Duo,� Quatre smiled reassuringly, yet still
slightly nervous. �I guess there are worse things than that.�

Duo narrowed his
eyes and looked at Quatre a bit closer. He really did seem to be okay with it.
If anything, he even looked a bit smug. How strange.

Quatre pretended
not to notice. �Let�s just forget about it.� He again turned the dildo the
right way in his hand so the slit was facing him and looked significantly at
Duo.

Duo coughed
discreetly and looked at his dildo as if the thing would forgive him for his
impulsive act. �Quatre?� he said.

�What?�

�Please don�t
tell anything about this to Heero.�

And there it was,
the chance to smash them offering itself right in
front of him. All he had to do was to take it.

�I won�t, Duo.�

But he didn�t.
Gain his trust, that�s what he had to do.

�I promise. You
have my word.�

�Thank you.� It
was strange, but with that little promise, Duo felt all the tension flowing
right out of him. �Now, another thing that�s very pleasant for your partner, is to lick the underside of his penis. The
underside is very sensitive.�

Quatre flattened
his tongue and licked along the underside of his dildo, keeping his eyes on Duo
to see if he was doing it right.

�That�s right
Quatre, all the way from bottom to top.�

Quatre grinned.
He could see Duo�s eyes glazing. What? He wasn�t doing anything wrong now, was
he? Just being a good pupil, that�s all. He couldn�t help it if Duo was turned
on by what he got to see.

Duo couldn�t stop
his eyes from misting over. The vision of Quatre licking up and down the dildo
held him riveted. The sheer innocence and naivety he radiated made the boy
exquisite. Adorable. The perfect
prey.

Quatre�s voice
pulled him out of his sinful thoughts, a fact he was thankful for. �Am I doing
it right, Duo?� He was starting to feel a familiar, yet at the moment
inconvenient tightening in his groin.

�Yes, you�re a
very good student, Quatre,� Duo smiled, his heart leaping at the beaming smile
it earned him. He explained him a few other things they couldn�t try out with
the dildo for the simple reason it wasn�t equipped for it. He told him about
sucking the testicle in his mouth, licking the sacs and the like, Quatre
looking suitably impressed. Then he took things a step further.

�Now you have to
take him in your mouth, Quatre. Start with the head, and breath through your
nose.� He took the dildo from Quatre�s hands and did
it for him, supporting his head with his one hand and gently pushing the dildo
through his parted lips with the other. �Suck it, Quatre.� His voice was a
little too low to be good. He watched Quatre suckling carefully at the tip.
After a while, a thin dribbling of saliva started trailing down from his mouth
to his chin. Erotic, it was so damn erotic!

�I�m gonna push
him in a bit deeper now, Quatre. And then I�m gonna imitate the movement the
hips can make,� Duo said, trying to control his voice this time. �Just give a
yelp when it feels too uncomfortable, okay?�

Quatre nodded,
unable to speak with the rubber toy still in his mouth.

Duo slowly
started pushing in deeper, letting Quatre get used to the feeling before he
repeatedly pulled out and pushed in again. Quatre�s
breathing came a bit harder as he fought to accept the movements of the
imaginary hips. So did Duo�s. Quatre started sweating. So did Duo. Little moans
started coming from Quatre throat. Duo tried his best to keep his inside.
Christ, the boy was so hot. He was glad Quatre had his eyes closed in
concentration; he might�ve been startled by the look on his face otherwise. His
erection made its return and throbbed with a vengeance. Almost of its own
accord, his hand pushed quicker and deeper, violating Quatre�s
mouth with the piece of toy. So much engrossed at the view of the dildo sliding
in and out through Quatre�s soft lips, he was
oblivious of Quatre�s voice increasingly getting
louder.

Quatre forced the
muscles of his throat to relax enough to take the size of the dildo. Duo moved
the toy gently at first, but soon grew more vehement, until Quatre had to
scream for him to stop. He opened his eyes, and then he saw it. Duo was no
longer listening to him. He wasn�t even looking at him, only his mouth being
fucked by the dildo. Quatre took a firm grip of Duo�s hands with both his to
still them and wrenched his head away.

�Duo, what are
you doing?� he gasped.

It was only when
he heard Quatre speaking that Duo came back to his senses. Somehow, he hadn�t
even noticed Quatre pulling the dildo out of his mouth. The display had just
continued in his mind.

�Quatre?
Quatre! God, I�m so sorry,� Duo burst out in apologies as he realized what he
had just done. �I hope I didn�t hurt you. God, I feel so stupid. Are you okay,
Quatre?�

�Yeah, I�m fine.
It just got a bit difficult to breathe. What just happened, Duo?�

Duo sighed and
looked down in genuine regret, following the folds in the bedclothes. �I just
lost a little control. Please forgive me, Quatre. It won�t happen again.�

After a little
silence, Quatre spoke again. �Tell me something, Duo,� he said.

�What?� Duo
asked, still looking down.

�When you were
watching that dildo sliding in and out of my mouth, who�s mouth was it you were
seeing?�

Wait, was that a
trick question? Technically, it was Quatre�s mouth,
of course. But could he tell him he was wondering how it would feel if it were
his own penis fucking that gorgeous little mouth, that the little moans turned
him on to no end? No, that was out of the question.

�Heero�s?� he said after a little hesitation, venturing to
look up.

Wow, that sounded
convincing. �Come here,� Quatre said softly. He crooked his finger, beckoning
Duo to come closer. �I�ll let you in on a little secret.�

It was all Duo could do not to shiver at the words being whispered in
his ear, the angel breath ghosting over his skin.

�Duo, it�s okay to fantasize about someone else than your own
partner sometimes,� Quatre said.

Duo pulled
slightly away from Quatre, just enough to look at him. �It is?�

�Sure it is. I
might be inexperienced, but I know this much: as long as you�re not actually doing it with someone else, everything
is allowed.� He reclined on the bed, seemingly having forgotten, or paying no
attention, or deliberately displaying in full view his hard on pushing the
front of his pants up. �But of course, that�s only the theory of a little
blonde angel face.� Go on. Fantasize about me, his eyes said. If you dare.

Mumbling some
incoherent nonsense, Duo averted his eyes from the tempting and challenging
creature on the bed. Weird, he felt his cock responding to it. Even weirder was
that Quatre was actually acting challenging.

�Uhm� Do you need some time alone, Quatre?� he stammered.

�What
for?�

�That,� Duo said,
poking his finger gingerly to the bulge between Quatre�s
legs. �If you want, you can use that toy again from the other time.�

On that, Quatre
sprang up, bouncing up and down like an overly excited little puppy, the cocky
fa�ade blown to smithereens. �Really Duo?� he asked with a hopeful voice. �Can
I really use it again?�

�Yeah. Wait,
I�ll get it for you. It�s in your room right?� Duo said, grateful to get away
from the boy for a few moments. He soon returned with the promised toy, a
similar one in his other hand.

Quatre smiled as
he noted the toy in Duo�s other hand, for himself, most likely. He�d already
seen he was hard too, but had refrained from saying anything about it. �Got
some trouble there too, Duo?� he grinned.

�Uh� yeah,� Duo
laughed, nervously, handing Quatre the toy. �I�m� �m gonna take off now.� He
turned and left the room. Standing in the hallway, he stared around in
confusion.

Wait.

Had he just kicked
himself out of his own bedroom?

Oh, good one,
Maxwell!

To be continued�

Next chapter: Duo
sees Quatre naked! And vodka can do strange things to you.

Preview:

The sparkle in Quatre�s eyes quickly faded again. �Oh, I don�t know, Duo.
I�m not very good with alcohol. I kinda�� He gave a
little cough. �Kinda lose control when I have too
much.�

Duo glanced aside
and spotted Quatre�s red cheeks. Then his eyes
widened as he remembered what had happened at the end of the prestigious
reception that had been held to celebrate the end of the war. �God, that�s
true!� he exclaimed. �You said you were too hot, and then you took off your
clothes and sprung into the fountain!�

�I didn�t take
off all my clothes,� Quatre mumbled weakly in defense.

�Hey, people were
still staring all the same,� Duo grinned.

�Hm� I�m sure something like that won�t happen now.�

�What makes you
so sure?�

�There�s no
fountain.�

�There�s a pool.
Besides� not much down there I haven�t seen yet.� He watched with fascination
how Quate�s blush deepened.

�Liked what you
saw, didn�t you?� Quatre murmured, gazing up into Duo�s eyes. Maybe it had been
a bad idea to let Duo kiss him. Not because it was wrong, he had stopped caring
about that. But now he wanted more. Much more.
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