Keeping My Hands Busy
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Gundam Wing/AC › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
39
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5,533
Reviews:
44
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Currently Reading:
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Gundam Wing/AC › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
39
Views:
5,533
Reviews:
44
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Shower?
I need some help…I’ve been drawing a lot, I wanna be a tattoo artist…but uhh, that’s not the point. I am drawing this story in manga style…but I don’t know where I can legally post it, any suggestions would be appreciated.
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Standing and walking over to the bathroom, Trowa purposely left the door open, knowing that the blonde couldn’t stand being ignored. It didn’t take long before the said blonde was standing in the doorway of the small bathroom with his arms crossed like a five year old. Smiling at him, Trowa carefully reached around him and pulled the door shut. He could see the blonde tense but he took the few small steps into the small shower and pulled the curtain shut.
“What exactly do you want to talk about little one?” Quatre sat on the closed toilet and sighed. He didn’t want to be here, let alone talk about this.
“What possessed you to try to kiss me?” Quatre asked as he was handed a pile of clothes. Taking a few moments to register that Trowa was naked on the other side of the curtain, Quatre remained quiet. Trowa had better have a good reason. Turning on the water Trowa slowly answered him.
“Because I wanted to…for a long time, I just saw my opening.”
“Why would you do that even after you know that I’m-“
“If you say damaged or anything along those lines I’m going to do something to you.” Quatre shook his head, even though Trowa had been gone for a while, he wouldn’t touch him after finding out.
“Not damaged…filthy. It’s like I can’t scrub hard enough to make the feeling go away.” Quatre said shocking himself. He could never talk about this with the others…but then again, Trowa didn’t treat him any differently now that he knew. Quatre didn’t see the hands shoot out from behind the curtain; he did however feel himself hauled under the water.
“You aren’t any different from the day we split up little one. Maybe you need someone else to scrub the feeling away so you can see what I see.” Quatre had to force himself to keep his eyes on Trowa’s and not to hit the other and run out of the room. He could handle this…he just couldn’t handle the fact that Trowa was so close…and naked.
“You can’t-“ Quatre started.
“Because you won’t let me try.”
“Because I don’t want people to touch me!” Trowa didn’t hesitate to pull the other into a tight hug.
“Because you’re afraid the feeling is contagious?” Trowa whispered into the wet blonde hair. He could hear a muffled response, but it didn’t matter. His little one was crying now. All he could do was hold on until the blonde calmed down. Feeling Quatre start to pull back, Trowa let him but kept him in a loose hug.
“Because other people will be dirty if they touch me.” Trowa couldn’t help it, he had to kiss him again, had to make sure he knew nothing would make him leave. Trowa had to make Quatre see how much he wanted him, even knowing what happened.
Pulling the blonde in Trowa let his lips brush with Quatre’s, to let the blonde know that he would take it slow and let him decide when to stop. Trowa felt no resistance to his actions, other than the tensing of the other’s shoulders and dipped his head forward to seal their lips together. Trowa could tell how hard Quatre was trying not to push him away. Trying to be strong and give him what he wanted. Trowa suddenly realized how much he wanted the other to participate, to be ok with what they were doing. Pulling back slowly, so he didn’t make the boy think that he didn’t want him Trowa smiled at him.
“Do you want to take a shower with me?” Ok, so it was a little late to ask but-
“Put your boxers on.” Quatre said as he pulled off his wet clothes. Trowa hoped the blonde wasn’t pushing himself too far because of him.
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Ok, please review, and let me know if you can think of a place I could post manga.
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Standing and walking over to the bathroom, Trowa purposely left the door open, knowing that the blonde couldn’t stand being ignored. It didn’t take long before the said blonde was standing in the doorway of the small bathroom with his arms crossed like a five year old. Smiling at him, Trowa carefully reached around him and pulled the door shut. He could see the blonde tense but he took the few small steps into the small shower and pulled the curtain shut.
“What exactly do you want to talk about little one?” Quatre sat on the closed toilet and sighed. He didn’t want to be here, let alone talk about this.
“What possessed you to try to kiss me?” Quatre asked as he was handed a pile of clothes. Taking a few moments to register that Trowa was naked on the other side of the curtain, Quatre remained quiet. Trowa had better have a good reason. Turning on the water Trowa slowly answered him.
“Because I wanted to…for a long time, I just saw my opening.”
“Why would you do that even after you know that I’m-“
“If you say damaged or anything along those lines I’m going to do something to you.” Quatre shook his head, even though Trowa had been gone for a while, he wouldn’t touch him after finding out.
“Not damaged…filthy. It’s like I can’t scrub hard enough to make the feeling go away.” Quatre said shocking himself. He could never talk about this with the others…but then again, Trowa didn’t treat him any differently now that he knew. Quatre didn’t see the hands shoot out from behind the curtain; he did however feel himself hauled under the water.
“You aren’t any different from the day we split up little one. Maybe you need someone else to scrub the feeling away so you can see what I see.” Quatre had to force himself to keep his eyes on Trowa’s and not to hit the other and run out of the room. He could handle this…he just couldn’t handle the fact that Trowa was so close…and naked.
“You can’t-“ Quatre started.
“Because you won’t let me try.”
“Because I don’t want people to touch me!” Trowa didn’t hesitate to pull the other into a tight hug.
“Because you’re afraid the feeling is contagious?” Trowa whispered into the wet blonde hair. He could hear a muffled response, but it didn’t matter. His little one was crying now. All he could do was hold on until the blonde calmed down. Feeling Quatre start to pull back, Trowa let him but kept him in a loose hug.
“Because other people will be dirty if they touch me.” Trowa couldn’t help it, he had to kiss him again, had to make sure he knew nothing would make him leave. Trowa had to make Quatre see how much he wanted him, even knowing what happened.
Pulling the blonde in Trowa let his lips brush with Quatre’s, to let the blonde know that he would take it slow and let him decide when to stop. Trowa felt no resistance to his actions, other than the tensing of the other’s shoulders and dipped his head forward to seal their lips together. Trowa could tell how hard Quatre was trying not to push him away. Trying to be strong and give him what he wanted. Trowa suddenly realized how much he wanted the other to participate, to be ok with what they were doing. Pulling back slowly, so he didn’t make the boy think that he didn’t want him Trowa smiled at him.
“Do you want to take a shower with me?” Ok, so it was a little late to ask but-
“Put your boxers on.” Quatre said as he pulled off his wet clothes. Trowa hoped the blonde wasn’t pushing himself too far because of him.
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Ok, please review, and let me know if you can think of a place I could post manga.