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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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Chapter List
- 13
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14. A one time opportunity

Quatre watched, his eyes enthralled on the
enchanting boy that lay there next to him. His eyes danced over the dim glow of
moonlight and the light from the hallway on his cheeks. He listened to him
breathing. He was so beautiful, gorgeous, fantastic� Just
enchanting.

He still didn�t know what he would do. Duo was lying there so still and
peaceful. It was hard to believe that this was the same person who he had just
been pumping his desperate cock against. Who he�d had, and
still had sexual fantasies about. Who he was
contemplating about whether or not to use him for his own sexual desires.
He wanted to, not just to relieve those desires, but to relieve them with Duo.
He loved Duo, he wanted to spend his life with Duo, wanted to wake up next to
him every morning.

He had to face it. This wasn�t just being in love anymore. Without
knowing it himself, Duo had turned into an obsession.

A sleepy mumble and movement at the left of him pulled him from his
reverie. Duo had shifted and had blindly grabbed for the fluffy white teddy
bear that lay on the corner of the mattress. Quatre recognized the teddy bear;
it had been a present from him to Duo last Christmas. He had thought it to be
so cute with that red Christmas hat and the gold bell hanging around its neck.

Duo hugged the bear, the little bell tinkling softly. He hugged it as
if it was a substitute for Heero. Quatre was jealous of that bear. He wanted to
be that substitute. No, not to be that substitute. He wanted to be Heero. It
must be wonderful to be him. How he envied him. Just like Heero, he wanted to
be able to feel that creamy skin under his fingertips, whenever he wanted to.
He wanted to make him moan and writhe in pleasure, wanted to see his hair
billowing around him while he made love to him, his mouth formed in an ecstatic
�ahh� as he screamed his orgasm.

He wanted to know what he would taste like. Maybe�
maybe just a little lick along the cheek then?

No! His conscience got its
voice back. Get off that bed,
now! Walk out of the room, close the door behind you and just let him sleep! the angel pleaded. He could still escape now, it
wasn�t too late yet. But the angel knew that once Quatre got a taste, he would
want the rest too.

And that was something the devil knew as well. Quatre, you�re not getting a chance like this again!
He�s drunk and fast asleep, he won�t even notice. It would be pure idiocy to
pass out on this, he fomented. All it would
take was a little push.

Quatre closed his eyes and took a deep, nervous breath while the religious
clash between halo and trident once again raged in his head. He was tended to
listen to the trident.

Look at his face, Quatre.

Quatre opened his eyes and looked, once again marvelling at the sheer
beauty Duo was.

Touch it.

Quatre touched it. His cheeks felt smooth, like a girl�s cheek would
feel.

Lick it.

Quatre hesitated.

Go on, Quatre, the devil grumbled. Don�t you remember what you said? Fuck it all and to hell
with consequences? Where did that go? Now, go on, lick it!

The devil was right. It was a temptation Quatre was too weak to resist,
a one time opportunity. He had to seize it.

The angel sighed as it watched with sad eyes how Quatre blindly gave in
to the devil�s will. Quatre, you�re playing a dangerous game, boy, he said, shaking his head.

Quatre shivered slightly as his tongue connected with the soft texture
of Duo�s skin. He licked long and slowly, all along his face, like licking an
ice cream. He licked again, and again, until he could taste the vodka on Duo�s
lips. Vodka flavoured ice cream. And it was all for him.

His heart fluttered and he suddenly jerked his head back as if Duo�s
lips had electricity on them. Duo moaned. Was he waking up?

He kept still, barely breathed as he waited for Duo to calm down again.
He didn�t. But he wasn�t waking up either. He was talking and moving in his
sleep. Quatre watched as a hand crept up and slithered under his still open
shirt. He caressed his own chest, moaning softly when his fingers brushed over
a nipple. His lips, those luscious lips, seemed to reach for something.

�Kiss� Kiss me,� Duo mumbled.

Quatre was quick to comply. Duo seemed to be ensconced in some kind of
erotic dream and he was invited to play a part in it. The kiss was passionate
and hungry. Quatre barely got the time to get used to the feel of a second
tongue in his mouth. While the kiss continued, Quatre vaguely noticed Duo�s
fingers continuing to pinch his nipple. Not that he had much of his brain left, most of it had been blown away by now. Reaching a hand
up, he joined Duo in the tormenting of the little nub, fingering it to complete
hardness. Duo moaned in the kiss before he broke away to breathe and moan some
more at his and Quatre�s stimulation.

Quatre�s lips folded in a grin. This was a dream coming true, a dream he had
been smarting and aching for for such a long time
now. Now it was real, and he was about to take full advantage of it.

Duo�s moans got him worked up. He grew bolder. Removing his and Duo�s
fingers, he reached forward and continued the teasing with his tongue, flicking
back and forth, causing Duo to moan louder. He added a moan of his own as the
perfume of Duo�s body hit his nostrils. Happy with his success, he sucked it
and bit softly, enjoying the taste. Duo�s body jerked and he gasped.

�Aggn. God� so good,� he groaned. �Touch me��

Quatre didn�t need to be told twice. He�d since long wondered what his
skin felt like. Hesitantly, he let his fingers roam over Duo�s chest. �Soft��
he whispered. He rubbed his hand in slow, circular motions, caressing hard
chest muscles and well defined abs.

�Lower��

The hand went lower, tickling through the soft brown trail of hair that
led to that secret place Quatre was aching to explore. He had been relatively
calm up till now, nervous but calm. When he started unbuttoning Duo�s pants
however, his fingers were bereft of any calm. Only now it started to penetrate
what he was about to do. He was going to fuck, really fuck. When he�d
said he was going to fuck, it had just been words. Now it would be acts.

Quatre, you are not going to
fuck him! I forbid you!

The devil jumped up from his observations of Quatre�s
progress when he suddenly heard the resonant cry of a certain angel. How the hell did you escape?! I thought I had trussed
you up! he exclaimed, suitably
surprised.

The angel ignored him. Quatre,
are you aware of what you are about to do?! You are going to rape him!

Of course he�s not going to rape him! You only rape someone when it�s
against his will. Duo just doesn�t know about it, that�s a great difference. Or
did you hear him yammering �No, Quatre, no! Please don�t do it!�?

And did you hear him screaming �Yes Quatre, fuck me sore!�?

Well, he wasn�t far off!

How do you mean?

�Kiss me� �God, so good� �Touch me� �Lower�. He
was encouraging him pretty nicely if you ask me.

And who says that�

�Aaah!�

They both jerked their little heads aside. That had been Duo, moaning. And not in pain.

Holy shit! the angel exclaimed,
raising a hand to his mouth.

The devil frowned. He was the devil, he was
supposed to do the swearing here. Like
what you see, don�t ya? he sniggered.

No, not at all! Quatre, stop that right away!

Oh, for heaven�s sake, would you shut the fuck up already? It�s too late
for your yammering now, and you damn well know it!!

During his conscience�s quarrelling, Quatre had taken off Duo�s pants
and boxers and had started to turn Duo�s lessons into practice. He
enthusiastically licked up and down his cock while fondling his balls with his
right hand. Somewhere in the distance, he thought he could hear the devil�s
manic �Mwahahaha! In your face, Angelica!�. It was the last he heard of them, for at that point, his rampant
libido happily took over.

Peeking up through moistening bangs and long, damp lashes - his tongue
still very active - he smiled at what he got to see. A blissful smile on Duo�s
lips, his head thrashing from one side to the other, one hand clutching the
sheet, the other one the plush bear.

Dear god! And then the sounds he made. The moans, the whimpers! Quatre
wanted to imprint them in his head, and then recall them whenever he wanted �
or needed � to. In this context, they were the most beautiful sounds!

He wanted to take his time for this, though he
knew that time might not be on his side right now. Duo could wake up as the
effect of the alcohol would start to wear off and his head would clarify. He
didn�t know what he would have to do if that would happen. He was done for if
Duo would wake up now.

He shook his head. He didn�t want to think about that, and neither did
he want to think about how low and pathetic it was what he was doing. The part
of his mind that did the rational thinking was shoved away somewhere in the
deepest corner of his head. He was licking Duo�s cock now, and he wasn�t about
to complain about that. Neither did Duo.

Eager to find out just how vocal Duo could be � or rather how vocal Quatre
could make him - he decided to take the oral worship of the gorgeous cock in
front of him a step further. He tentatively sucked the little head in his
mouth, backing away again as Duo thrust up.

�Ahn! That�s good!� he heard him shouting.

Quatre looked down at Duo�s penis, determined not to let the organ get
the better of him. �Let�s try this again,� he whispered, as if conversing with
Duo�s cock. This time, he held both hands firmly pressed against Duo�s hips.
Lowering his head, he again suckled on the swollen head, delighting in the enraptured
yelp that sounded through the room. The taste that danced over his tongue was
intoxicating to him. His head swam a little. So this was what Duo really tasted
like. This is what Heero got to taste every day, every night, every morning,
hell, whenever he felt like tasting it.

�God� Oh, sweet Lord! More,� Duo pleaded, his entire body wriggling as
a compensation for the inability to thrust his hips up.

Quatre was doubtful about letting Duo�s cock slide further in his
mouth. He was quite a bit bigger than the dildo he�d practiced with and he
didn�t want to end up choking like Heero on his first cock sucking session.

�Please� Please, oh!�

Oh heavens.

�More! I beg of you! Please, I b� I beg of you!�

Oh heavens! Duo was begging him! The sweetest of sweet sounds! How
could he not give in to that? He opened his mouth wider and took Duo deeper
until he could go no further without starting to gag. Then he flexed the
muscles of his throat, a bit awkwardly and uneasy. He sucked long and hard for
a few moments, going as deep as he could. He loved the feel of Duo�s velvet and
hot skin filling his mouth so deliciously, his taste creeping into his taste
buds. Sliding Duo�s cock out of his mouth again, he set to work to teasing the
slit of the little head with almost frivolous movements of his tongue. He went
on and on, swirling his tongue around and over the little hole, then dragging
it down and stabbing at the heavy balls and between the creases, until he could
hear Duo nearly sobbing for his release. Good. Oh, so very good.

Quatre could feel his cock throbbing in jealousy, each throb a cry to
be set free and join in the fun. Feeling sorry for his poor, neglected member,
he pulled away and quickly undid button and zipper. When he pulled his pants
and boxers over his hips, his cock leapt up in joy and he kicked the offending
pieces of clothing where they felt like landing. He couldn�t take the hurt in
his privates any longer as his cock had already been hard since when Duo had
started licking the vodka off of him. Sitting back, he started stroking himself
hard and urgently, noticing with growing delight how Duo�s hand sneaked down
and between his legs to gleefully stroke at his own unfulfilled need.

It was a vision that seemed to have come right out of one of Quatre�s scandalous dreams. From the hand working at Duo�s
groin, his eyes rapidly travelled up to his face, watching it as it twisted in
pleasure, as he screamed out his ecstasy.

When the tension in his groin was relieved a bit, Quatre quickly
reached out to still the erratically stroking hand on Duo�s cock. �No, not
yet,� he said, surprised at how loud his voice had been. He crawled back over
to Duo�s head and kissed him again to silence his moans of disappointment. At
the same time he felt under the pillow to where Duo had claimed they keep the
lubricant. And he was right. After some fumbling, his fingers touched a cool
tube. He placed it next to them on the bed within easy reach. He was eager to
feel Duo�s cock inside of him, but he didn�t want foreplay to end so quickly.
There was still so much more of Duo to enjoy.

He pulled his t-shirt over his head. Now completely naked, except for
his socks, he straddled Duo�s groin. Their heated cocks rubbed together, and he
leaned over, groin to groin, skin to skin with Duo�s body. He mewled softly in
pleasure while their sweaty torsos whrithed against
each other. Then he noticed Duo�s hand creeping up to his mouth, and he
eagerly, sensually started sucking on his fingers, and a most interesting idea
entered Quatre�s head.

If Duo wanted something to suck on... He could give him something to suck on.

He carefully crawled closer to Duo�s head, until he could press the tip
of his cock against Duo�s lips. His breathing sped up with anticipation, and he
swallowed hard. He watched as Duo�s mouth opened up, and almost automatically,
he started sucking. Quatre clutched a hand to his mouth to stifle his screams
of pleasure. It was unlike anything he�d have imagined. It was warm, and wet,
and the suction was sure to drive him mad. Panting and whimpering, he pushed
his cock deeper, until his balls were resting against Duo�s chin. He was
completely in now. And still Duo didn�t recoil. He was amazing.

And so Quatre sat there, straddling Duo�s face, with his cock in Duo�s
mouth, and a hand cluthed in the pillow at either
side of Duo�s head. His lips had a gasping, blissful smile on them. His eyes
were half open, but not really seeing anything.

Suddenly, he felt two hands on his buttcheeks,
and looking behind, he saw Duo�s strong hands gently kneeding
the plump flesh. �Oh, Duo�� he groaned, letting his head fall forward again.
To his growing exhilaration, he felt Duo�s fingers sliding towards his crevice.
They were still moist from when he�d sucked them, and Quatre could feel his
hole calling out for them. �Do it�� he hissed.

And lo and behold, Duo did! One finger teased his way inside, and
Quatre nearly wept with joy! He kept his breathing calm, well, as calm as could possibly be with a finger in his ass. This
wasn�t so bad. As the fingers started moving in and out, he gradually felt
himself relaxing more. It felt quite nice, actually. When Duo added a second
finger however, he winced. The first finger had caused mild discomfort, the
second one caused pain.

The fog in Quatre�s head cleared long enough
to realize that Duo was mumbling and groaning. Maybe he wanted to talk again �
or breathe, probably. Very, very reluctantly, he pulled his cock out,
gently rocking back on the wriggling fingers in his ass

He tensed a bit when Duo spoke again. Everytime
he spoke, Quatre feared that he might be regaining consciousness. But his eyes
were still closed and his eyeballs fluttered, meaning that he was still
dreaming.

�Ah� Need� sob �you� to� sob �to��

Quatre waited in breathless suspense, the fingers in his ass, three by
now, pushing ever more insistantly. Was Duo going to
say the words he hoped for?

�Fuck� I need� Ooh�� sob sob �Need you to��

He glanced behind
to where Duo was desperately pushing his cock up in the air. Go ahead, Duo. Say it.

�Need you to FUCK ME!!�

Quatre�s mind cheered. He carefully removed Duo�s fingers from his ass and
shimmied back down Duo�s body. He didn�t know if he was already prepared
enough. It had hurt enough, that he knew! Duo had told him in one of his
lessons that you should be prepared enough when you have at least two fingers
in and are able to touch your prostate.

Prostate? Hadn�t felt it yet.

But fuck it, Quatre didn�t care! It didn�t happen every day that Duo
lay there, crying out for him to � so help him god � fuck him!

Quatre had just that handful of common sense left in his head to remind
himself that he still needed to prepare Duo. He grabbed the tube he had laid to
the side and quickly lubed Duo up. Standing on all
fours over Duo, he took a moment to look at him. His face, a
portrait of pure craving for someone, for him to fuck him. Chestnut
bangs sticking to a sweat soaked forehead, tears glistening at the corner of
tightly shut eyes, mouth open to let out his whimpers. His body, illuminated,
seemingly glowing with the light that reflected in the sweat. The shirt he
still wore was spread open far enough for Quatre to see every muscle of his
maturing torso, two rock hard nipples resting on his chest like cherries on a
cake. His cock, hard, wet, beautiful, pointing right up to Quatre�s
nervously waiting entrance and bucking in impatience.

Even if Quatre hadn�t been planning on taking him tonight, if he had
been stronger in the fight against his hormones; seeing him like this, he
would�ve lost the battle and the devil in him would�ve claimed victory after
all. In his opinion, right now, Duo was the definition of raw, mind-numbing
sex.

Holding Duo�s cock at the base, Quatre slowly started lowering his hips
until he felt the tip of previously exalted cock nudge against his hole. He closed
his eyes. It felt so big, not like just the tip, but an entire surface was
being pressed against the crack of his butt. He could never stretch enough to
take him.

Still, he went on, reminding himself that it was now or maybe, probably
never. He started pushing down� and all his senses fell away. All except for his sense of feeling. The pain was
incredible. It was like something huge bore into him, like his lower bowels
were being torn in pieces, like he was in effect being split in two. How in the
world could people enjoy this?

He didn�t realize he was screaming until his mind had returned enough
to hear the shaky and pained sounds coming from his mouth. He was shocked, too
frozen to still move, and he stopped his slow and torturous descent halfway
Duo�s cock to reach behind and feel if he wasn�t bleeding yet. He wasn�t. Guess
he hadn�t been prepared enough after all then. Damn him for still being a
virgin!

�Come on� open up,� he whimpered, forcing himself to relax more. �Open�
more. Dear god� why does it hurt so much?� He cried out when Duo gave another
impatient thrust upward. He looked down and saw Duo�s lips keep on mouthing the
words �fuck me�.

�I will� I will fuck you, Duo,� Quatre moaned, starting to press down
again. �When it stops hur � ah � hurting�� It was
only a little bit more now until Duo would be fully sheathed. Finally Quatre
felt his butt cheeks touching Duo�s hips and he smiled in relief and victory.
He had done it. He had surpassed that fear, the fear for the pain and that
other, much deeper fear, to touch something that wasn�t his, to touch the one
thing only Heero could touch. Well, guess what. He was sitting on it right now,
feeling it throb hotly inside of him.

He got the feeling that a hundred of unexisting
eyes were watching him. He threw his head back, stared at the ceiling. There,
past that ceiling, past the dark clouds and the nightly sky, somewhere in the
universe, he felt like his god - Allah - as busy as he was, was only focusing
on him. He was glaring at him.

And Quatre was glaring back. He would defy him. So see me Allah, see
how naughty I am. He didn�t care if he wouldn�t allow him entrance into Nirvana.
This was Nirvana.

He felt a bit better now. The pain had decreased and whatever was left
of it, he had gotten used to. Duo was still writhing under him, probably
wondering what took him so long to start moving.

�Fuck me� Please,� Duo whimpered. It was almost a plea instead of a
command now. Forget that, it was a plea, pathetic, childlike, piteous,
but it made Quatre�s heart melt.

�I will. I will fuck you, Duo,� Quatre smiled, taking Duo�s face gently
in both hands and kissing him, his mouth trailing off to graze at a nipple.
�You�re so eager, aren�t you? So horny. I like that.
Coz you�re horny for me. Yes� Now, I will fuck you.� He raised himself and
thrust down hard on Duo�s sorry cock. The pain came back with a vengeance, but
in spite of that, he laughed as Duo arched his back up and groaned in pleasure.
�Yeah� you like that, don�t you?� he whispered. He did it again, and again,
going faster each time, Duo�s groans growing louder with each of his downward
thrusts; he growing hornier with each eager buck Duo met him with. He tried to
contain his moans a bit in case he would wake Duo with them, but he found that
was quite impossible. Rapture was stronger. It was pleasant now to feel Duo�s
cock moving inside of him, no longer painful. Yeah, now he knew why people
enjoyed this so much.

And then he screamed as Duo�s cock pushed deep enough to strike
something very nice, must�ve been his prostate. He threw his head back and
leaned back a bit to drive Duo�s cock deeper, and he felt it again. Oh, most
definitely his prostate.

�Sweet lord in heaven, this is so good,� he panted. His head was
spinning, his ass had endured extreme pain, but by god, how he loved the
�Fasters� and �Harders� Duo sent through the nightly
air. Scream after scream crowded in his ears and crawling through his head, around
his brains, like a snake, until his head was full of them.

Somewhere through it all, he vaguely heard a faint, rhythmical
tinkling. Cracking an eye open, he looked down and saw that it was the gold
bell around the neck of the Christmas bear, moving in synch with their vehement
movements. Duo held it in such a death grip, Quatre started to fear for the
bear not to make it out of this alive.

The teddy bear wasn�t the only thing that caught his eye. His cock was
a vicious purple and lonely bobbing up and down. The want to release its creamy
contents was nearly painful. He grabbed his pulsing shaft and started stroking
hard and fast. He didn�t want this to stop, he wanted
to stay frozen in this moment forever. He and Duo. Fucking. But the fire deep down his belly told him
otherwise. It was hot and fierce and rapidly started to consume his body.

�Aah! Gonna� come!�
Duo screamed.

�Me� too! Ah� yeah! Duo!!� Quatre cried. He was the
first one to fly into the abyss, drowning in the sensations racing through him,
his seed spilling all over Duo�s chest and belly.

�Nnh� He� HEERO!!�

Quatre�s eyes flew open. He was sure he could hear his heart cracking. �Heero?�
he whispered, his voice painful. All this time, had it been Heero who�d been
doing all those things to him in his dream? He bit his lip and bowed his head,
his hands fisting the sheets in anger. Tears were filling his eyes and his
chest started to heave. Dammit. DAMMIT!

�Quatre?�

Shit.

He looked up with a jolt. Duo�s eyes were open. Sleepy
and glazed, but definitely open and staring right at him.

Double shit.

�It�s a dream. Go back to sleep,� Quatre said quickly, closing Duo�s
eyes with one of his hands and caressing his cheek with the other. To soothe him, in a way.

�A dream?� Duo drawled.

�Yes. Go back to sleep,� Quatre repeated.

�Okay.� Hugging the bear closer, he gave a good yawn and drifted back
into a peaceful slumber. Quatre sighed in relieve. Damn near had a heart
attack. Just as he thought he could relax, he heard a car pulling to a stop at
the front door and doors slamming shut.

Triple shit!

He hastily lifted himself off Duo�s hips and let Duo�s cock slide out
of him. Too fast. �Ow, ow, ow!� he hissed. �That hurt!�
Jumping off the bed, he started off towards the bathroom, then changed his mind
and headed back to the bed, then to the closet.

Calm down, Quatre. Structurise, he told himself. Put on your pants.

Pants. Huh, good question. Where were those?

The front door opened. He heard chattering, one with a distinct slur in
his voice.

Looking around, he finally located his pants and boxers at the other
side of the bed and he dove into them. His shirt still had the stench of vodka
on it. He grimaced, but quickly put it on.

�Duo!�

That came from the hallway downstairs. Was that Heero?

�Hey, hot stuff! Where the hell are you?!�

Yes, it was. Washcloth, that�s what he needed. He darted to the
bathroom and in no time returned with a moist washcloth to wipe the semen away
from Duo�s chest and abs.

He heard footsteps stomping up the stairs. �Are you upstairs, naked,
hard and waiting for me to fuck you?�

�Shit!� Quatre cursed under his breath, at random throwing the
washcloth back into the bathroom from a little distance. Next?
Couldn�t leave Duo lying there naked. Heero would make
him die a painful death, cut him in pieces and feed him to a shoal of starving piranha�s. He dashed to the bed and wriggled Duo�s legs into
his boxers, wrestling with his hips to get his family jewels covered properly.

The footsteps were in the hallway now. No time for the pants. He leapt
off the bed, shoved the lube back under the pillow and made a run towards the
closet, opening it just as Heero stuck his head inside through the chink of the
door.

�Duo?�

�Ssh! You�ll wake him,� Quatre said in a
hushed voice. Heero jumped slightly as he heard Quatre�s
voice at the right of him. He flicked the light on and stepped further in the
room. �Quatre? What are you doing here?� he asked.

�Duo was a bit drunk. Well, very drunk actually, and he passed out. So
I carried him up to your room to put him to bed,� Quatre explained with an
amazing calm after his hectic sprint through the room.

�Oh.� Then Heero strode to the bed with a swiftness that surprised
Quatre. �And why is my boyfriend lying here half naked, if I may ask?�

Quatre heard the underlying tone in Heero�s
question. One that ensured swift decapitation for touching his boyfriend, but
he didn�t do so much as blinking. He had a perfect explanation at the ready, as
it happened to be. �Well, I had to undress him to change him into his pyjama�s, Heero. But I can�t seem to find any.� And that was
the truth. It only took a glance to see that only some flimsy summer clothes,
underwear and sex toys were to be found in the closet.

�Oh,� Heero said again, smiling now in relief and comprehension. �Yeah,
Duo doesn�t wear pyjama�s, and neither do I for that
matter. We sleep naked, of course. Or at the very least with our
boxers on.�

�Of course,� Quatre echoed with a nervous smile. Ah, his coolness was
starting to crumble after all. It must�ve been something about Heero. He could
look at a person in such a way that makes you wanna
confess all your sins and then grovel not to hurt you for them. The
piranha-scenario sprang back into Quatre�s mind. He
had to get out of here, now.

�Right,� Quatre said slowly. �Um� I�m gonna leave you alone now. You
must be pretty tired. Good night, Heero.� He turned to leave, but moaned in
slight pain before he could even stop it.

�Something wrong, Quatre?� Heero asked.

�No, nothing,� Quatre mumbled, valiantly advancing toward the door.

�Why are you limping?�

Had he been limping? It couldn�t have been a lot then. So damn
perceptive, that guy. He stopped and turned back a bit. �Nothing
serious, Heero. I um� I bumped my knee while I carried Duo up the
stairs. That�s all, really. Nothing wrong.� Yeah, keep
it up like this and it will become really suspicious. �Bye now, Heero. See you
in the morn�� He stopped in midsentense and tilted
his head. �What in the world is that noise?�

Heero pricked up his ears and heard a disorderly ensemble of stumbling,
cursing and mumbling making its way from the stairway to the room next door.
�That�s probably Trowa helping Wufei
to his bed. Don�t think the guy could make it on his own.�

�Is he drunk too?�

�Oh yeah,� Heero sniggered. �He took three alcoholic aperitifs to start
with, probably to help with his nervousness. Could�ve taken orange juice, but
then Zechs let him taste from his glass and he was
sold. Then four glasses of red wine at dinner, some liquor filled chocolates at
the coffee and two white Martini�s. Oh, and I also saw him and Zechs heading upstairs with a bottle of champagne. Expensive champagne. He should be lucky he can still stand
on his legs.�

�Wow, you sure kept a close watch on him,� Quatre said, impressed at
the amount of booze Wufei could take.

Heero snorted, moving to sit on the edge of the bed to take his shoes
off. �Can you blame me? It was so boring over there, I
had to find something to keep myself occupied with. Oh, which
reminds me.� Reaching in his inside pocket, he took out several pieces
of what appeared to be folded napkins. �Here, you can have one.�

Quatre walked back over to the bed and took the little present out of Heero�s outstretched hand. �What is it?� he asked.

�It�s a crane. Made one for every one of us,� Heero shrugged, smiling
goofily.

�Oh. You seem to be very good at it.�

The goofy smile grew into a mischievous grin. �Yeah, I�m good with my
hands. Just ask Duo.�

Oh, come on! Did he really have to use every opportunity to rub
him with his nose in it?! Of course, why wouldn�t he flaunt his relationship
with Duo? Duo really was someone to show off with, and damn straight Quatre
would�ve done exactly the same.

�I don�t doubt that,� Quatre smiled wryly.

�Good night, Quatre,� Heero said.

Waving nonchalantly in response, Quatre left the room and closed the
door behind him.

Heero wondered how it was that Quatre could still walk straight and
wasn�t babbling incoherently. The stench of liquor had been overwhelming,
really.

He yawned as he proceeded taking his clothes off. He was pretty tired. Pretty horny too. All the fooling around going on between Zechs and Wufei had him very much
looking forward to a good late-night nookie with his
lover.

But his lover was asleep.

Not like that had ever stopped him in the past.

Grinning, Heero removed his boxers and slid under the sheets. He looked
down on the sleeping face of his lover. The hair on his forehead seemed to be a
bit moist. His mouth was slightly open. Heero kissed him on the cheek. His skin
tasted salty, a bit sweaty even. In his one arm he held the white teddy bear
he�d got from Quatre. He pulled it away, tugging a bit as Duo was reluctant to
let go of it, but quickly replaced it with his own hand. He lowered his head
for a kiss on the lips, pushing his tongue in as soon as he felt Duo kissing
back, silently granting him entry to his sweet mouth as he parted his lips.
Heero loved how Duo could be so responsive in his sleep.

He had missed his lover this evening. The food had been great, but he
had been hungry for something else. And he still was. And he would get it.

Duo moaned as Heero started feathering kisses along his neck, his head
moving aside of its own accord to offer him more of the creamy skin.

Heero eagerly lapped at Duo�s throat. He was a buffet laid out for him,
far more exquisite than the buffet he�d seen tonight. And he would dig in with
a voracity Relena�s cooks would�ve been jealous of. He�d
take a bit of everything; he�d take a lick of his neck, a taste of his
shoulder, a bite of his nipple. And then the main course, a big chunk of hot
meat, a delicacy only for him to enjoy.

Heero licked his lips at the thought of dessert.

But he was running ahead of things. Duo wasn�t even completely
undressed yet. He glided his hands over Duo�s chest and up over his shoulders,
taking the shirt with him. He dipped his head and took a lick of Duo�s lovely
chest, circling his tongue around his nipple.

�Oh� That�s good,� Duo purred.

Heero grinned, following the trail down to Duo�s navel. He dipped his
tongue in, torturing the little hole in Duo�s belly, making sucking noises with
his lips.

�Nnh� Nice��

And then Heero smelled something, something strange. He thought it was
cum. But how? He sniffed a few times more. A tracker
dog would�ve been impressed by the way he was sniffing along Duo�s belly. His
nose told him that it wasn�t Duo�s cum. Then who�

Heero�s eyes shot open.

�Quatre?

�Hmm� Heero?�

Heero looked up to stare into tired purple.

�Are you gonna fuck me again?�

�How do you mean, again?� Heero said, confused. �This is the first time
this night.�

�It is?� Duo mumbled. �Hm� must�ve been a
dream then.� He turned and went back to sleep.

So now Heero�s suspicion really was roused. He
mentally ran through all the little things that had happened since he�d entered
his room. Duo is lying on the bed, half naked, and Quatre is there with him.
Quatre limps and moans in pain, said he bumped his knee. Bumped his knee? Heero
could�ve sworn he reached for his ass. Then Heero smells another kind of cum on
Duo, and when Duo wakes up, he asks Heero if he would fuck him again, while
he has been away all night.

Yes, very suspicious indeed.

Quatre felt sore as he sat on his bed.

Alone.

Alone in the dark. Alone with his thoughts. Alone to think back
about what he had done. His ass hurt. His chest hurt too, even more. He felt horrible.
Yeah, so he�d had sex, and the sex in itself had been mind-blowing. And he�d
had Duo, like he�d always wanted. But that�s just what bothered him, he�d had him physically, not mentally. He�d had the
feeling of Duo inside of him, but he could never have Duo�s love. What had he
expected now? Had he really thought that Duo would see him, poor sorry Quatre
in his dream? Why would he?! He could wish that maybe. And that�s what they
would stay, wishes. Duo�s head and heart were filled with Heero only. It was Heero
who owned him, Heero who fucked him, Heero who was on his lips 24 hours a day. And not always in a figurative way.

It was hopeless. He would never have Duo, and maybe he didn�t want that
anymore. He loved Duo, loved him so much he couldn�t bear to see him unhappy.
And that�s what would happen when he and Heero broke up. That smile on his face
was a part of him, it would only be unnatural to see
him without. And if Quatre picked him up on that moment where Duo felt weak
from his break up with Heero, their relationship and love would be soiled,
because no matter what had been said between them, no matter how fierce the
fights would�ve been, no matter how many plates would�ve been broken, in spite
of all that Duo would keep on reaching out for Heero, and that typical Maxwell
smile would never fully return in all its glory.

Quatre sighed and buried his face in his hands. �I�m chasing dreams,�
he groaned. �I�m yearning for something that can never be achieved, having
desires that can never be fulfilled.�

No, but� Who said that he wouldn�t be able to make him smile like that!
He could love him and make him happy! And then they could make love without Duo
being drunk and unconscious. Then he didn�t have to sprint through the room
like a hurricane to cover up the evidences, but they could snuggle and fall
asleep together.

But could he love him as much as Heero loved him? Could he love him
enough to keep him content and keep him from drifting back into Heero�s arms?

Quatre groaned out loud. But what was this, a goddamned contest?! Why
was just loving him not enough?

Why all those buts in his head, all those confusing and troubling
feelings in his chest?

He would explode sometime soon if he kept on locked away in this self
torture of his. He had sleepless nights from it and he was tired, tired of
those questions, tired of the puzzling his head off, tired of the heavy feeling
in his heart.

And tired of those freaking screams coming from the other room!

He needed to talk to someone about this. Someone who
understood him, someone who didn�t have a lover to be distracted by, someone
who would make time for him. The only one who he could
talk to about this. His soul mate.

He needed to talk to Trowa.

To be continued�

Next chapter:
Quatre has a very exciting dream. It will have some embarrassing consequences ^_~
And Heero wants to find out what exactly has happened the night before.

Preview:

�Y‑you guys?� Quatre said weakly, shuffling some more until he was in front of the
kitchen table. �I�m sorry about what happened just now.�

Duo�s head snapped up, and overdone smile on his face. �It�s okay, Quat. It was your room
after all and we had no right to just burst in there like that.� Then his face
twisted in a grin, cunningly almost. �We should�ve knocked first, right?�

Quatre could hear the mockery in that. Had they or hadn�t they knocked,
he was already too far-gone to stop himself from coming � quite spectacularly �
and Duo knew that.

�Right,� he laughed, pretty stupidly. �Now what was it you needed me
for so urgently?�

Heero smacked his spoon down on the table and jolted up from his chair.
�Quatre, did you sleep with Duo last night?� Ah, the fury was back, with
twitching eye and setting jaw and everything.

Duo rolled his eyes and sighed. No beating around the bushes, Heero Yuy at his
best, he thought, shaking his
head.

Quatre raised his hand to his chest in horror. Feigned of course,
though he folded his features into the best of astounding he could establish.
�Heero, why would I do that?� he asked.

�Yuy here claims to have smelt the scent of
someone else on me. You,� Duo answered in Heero�s
place.
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