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168 Heero

�� Duo wasn�t
miraculously changed after he and Zechs had sex. In the few days between when
they got together and when Zechs had to leave, it wasn�t like Duo suddenly
became the picture of stability. He was still manic at times, too hyperactive
and uncontrolled. He still had a tendency to switch emotions at the drop of a
hat. He was, in essence, still Duo, the slightly insane ball of energy that we
all knew and loved.

�� He did,
however, become far more tactile, especially with Zechs. I somewhat believe
that Duo�s natural instinct might always have been to be a physically
demonstrative person, because he is very friendly and loyal to his close
friends. Training would have equated touch with sex and sex with fear, but
Zechs had managed to break that training. Duo had already been making leaps and
bounds in learning not to flinch at every unexpected touch, and now he was
making startling progress in learning to accept and return affectionate
gestures. It was amazing to see Quatre�s delighted smile as Duo threw himself
onto Quatre in an exuberant hug, and even Wufei was pleased with Duo�s
progress, although the unexpected and enthusiastic kiss to the cheek when Wufei
praised Duo�s work mainly resulted in blushing and sputtering.

�� And with
Duo finally finding peace and security within the household, it was time for
Trowa and I to concern ourselves with the less pleasant aspects of Master�s
upcoming departure. Mainly, we needed to decide how to go about getting
everyone comfortable with having sex with one another.

�� It was a
strange feeling, not just partnering with my former rival, but partnering with
him in order to better form a plan to seduce each other�s lover. It was simply
awkward, at first, and then it became even more awkward in the sense that it
wasn�t awkward at all. It began to feel so natural, discussing our
relationships, that afterwards it seemed like we�d fallen into a different
reality. Trowa was so embarrassed that he fled my presence twice in the
evening, and I was glad he did it so that I didn�t have to. After a while,
though, even that awkwardness wore off, and everything seemed strangely normal.

�� It wasn�t
training. Slaves in Collar rarely plan their own or each other�s seductions.
We�re told what to do and we do it. Actually taking the responsibility for who
to seduce and when into our own hands was completely new to Trowa and me.
Strangely, though, it felt quite natural, and when I thought about it
afterwards I decided that it must be because of all the efforts Trowa and I
both put into creating a relationship with our partners. It wasn�t quite
seduction, because our main focus certainly wasn�t sex, but it was still fairly
close. The same knowledge and concerns that were important to seduction were
also important in forming any relationship. After all, our first and foremost
concern was keeping the participants safe and subjecting them to a minimum
amount of mental stress.

�� Wufei is
going to be a problem,� Trowa commented, and I had to nod in agreement.

�� He�s
gotten less defensive since he arrived, but I doubt he will let his guard down
enough for us to get close. He hasn�t said anything distinctly negative about
Master�s plan to let us get together without his supervision, but any time
intercourse with another slave is mentioned he becomes sullen and often leaves
the room. I don�t think he�s going to want to participate in this.�

�� He has
been known for being stubborn in the past,� Trowa said, and I found that his
face had gone serious and emotionless as we contemplated the return to Collar.
It seemed as though Trowa had detached himself, but I could not fault him for
using a skill that had probably kept him sane at earlier times in Collar.
�Master overpowered him for the right to intercourse with him. He may not
extend Master�s rights to us, and instead expect us to likewise overpower him.�

�� If that�s
the case, it�s very unlikely we�ll be able to overcome him. Wufei is an expert
in martial arts. I doubt either of us could overcome him on our own.�

�� What about
together?�

�� It�s
possible, but isn�t that against the Owner�s agreement?�

�� The
agreement has already been fulfilled with Master, and Master gave us permission
to Wufei. Technically, Wufei doesn�t have the right to refuse us.�

�� But he
will.�

�� Yes.�

�� So your
plan is to overpower him?�

�� Yes,�
Trowa said, then shook his head and seemed to lose his detachment. �No, we
can�t do that. This is Wufei. It would destroy him.�

�� Could it
be any worse than doing it in front of strangers the first time?�

�� If he�s
refusing us now, he might refuse us then as well.�

�� He can�t
if Master directly orders it. He would violate his contract.�

�� Do you
think Master would force Wufei if he refused?�

�� No, and
that�s why we must go through with this,� I said with conviction that I hadn�t
felt before. �We cannot allow Master to show that kind of weakness. It could
mean the end of our lifestyle. I won�t give this up because Wufei is a prude.�

�� But what
is the cost of our happiness? What are we becoming to protect this?� Trowa
snapped. �Would you rape Wufei?�

�� You know I
wouldn�t,� I replied softly, my stomach sinking at the very thought. �I could
never hurt him like that.�

�� Then
what?�

�� We will
seduce him,� I told him decidedly. �Together. He will not take well to our
attentions at first. We may have to be� aggressive.�

�� You mean
we make sure he doesn�t run for the door the first time we mention sex, right?�
Trowa asked, giving me a slight grin. I returned it.

�� Something
like that. We will probably have to fight him. Touch him. Seduce him.�

�� How�s that
any different than raping him?�

�� We�ll be
molesting him. We won�t take him without his permission.�

�� I still
don�t like it.�

�� This is
the best middle ground we�re going to find. We can talk to him, try to reason
with him, but when it comes down to the wire we may have to push him.�

�� We won�t
hurt him.�

�� We�ll have
to hurt him, at least a bit. The physical pain will be minimal, about as much
as sparring would be.�

�� And the
mental?�

�� I don�t
know. I don�t know how hard he�ll fight us. I�d like to think that he trusts us
enough to give in with only enough resistance to save his pride.�

�� That�s a
lot of struggling.�

�� A lot of
pride, you mean.�

�� If we�re�
If we�re going to do this together� We�ll need to� We can�t just��

�� When
Master leaves,� I said, cutting him off before he could get to what he was
trying to say. We would need to be intimate with each other before trying to
seduce Wufei, at least once, to let us understand how the other would act and
react. It was necessary, but neither of us was ready for this. We were too high
strung from our planning, and this was all too new and strange, for it to be
safe for us to try it now. In a day, when the idea had sunk in, it would be
much safer to attempt. �If we get together in the morning, we should be able to
get to Wufei in the evening. And I�ll have time to ask Duo to seduce Quatre
while we�re with Wufei.�

�� Should we
warn them?�

�� That we�re
going to be getting together? Yes. Exactly about what we�re planning for Wufei?
No. Duo could probably handle it, but Quatre would warn Wufei and ruin our
plans.�

�� Do you
think Duo will so easily seduce Quatre?�

�� Yes. Duo�s
always had a fondness for our little blonde. I think they�ll have a good time
together.�

�� I�ll give
Quatre my blessing. He�ll go along with it as long as he knows he�s not hurting
me.�

�� Duo and I
have already discussed this. The sex will not threaten our relationship.�

�� Will Duo
be alright with all this? He was� a little shy before.�

�� He seems
to have overcome most of his fears. He has already allowed Master to be with
him. We will have to be careful, but it would be fine.�

�� When did
he get together with Master?�

�� While we
were on the picnic.�

�� Ah.�

�� It�s for
the best. Duo needed to feel like he belonged, and he couldn�t do that and
still be the only one who hadn�t been with Master.�

�� Are you
alright with this?�

�� I� Yes. I
don�t know� I don�t understand why, but I really am. I� It�s like I couldn�t
deny Duo the happiness that I found with Zechs. It isn�t about the sex, but the
affection and closeness than can only be found afterwards. I� I wouldn�t deny
him that.

�� I
understand.�

�� Is there
anything else we need to discuss?� I asked quickly, suddenly feeling a need to
escape.

�� No, I
think we covered everything.�

�� Then we
should go find the others.�

�� Yes,�
Trowa replied, and I think he was equally as eager to get away from the jagged
edge of understanding that we were standing on.

�� Trowa and I
fled to the den, where the others had been watching a movie. I found Duo and
Master in the armchair, with Duo snuggled tightly under Master�s chin like some
kind of massive pet cat, staring wide-eyed at the screen and eating popcorn
without ever glancing at the bowl. I smirked. Duo was always so adorable when
he watched scary movies. He got so into the plot that he was easy to startle,
which had been a bad thing at first because he reacted so negatively, but
lately he�d just give a start and then try to cover it up. Still, it was nice
to see him getting so close to Master, and even nicer to see Master look down
at Duo with such affection. Getting them together really had done everything
I�d hoped for both their relationship and for Duo�s mental state. It wasn�t
miraculous, as I said, but it certainly was a startling improvement.

�� I see you
two are getting comfortable,� I commented, more to catch Duo�s attention as I
approached so that I wouldn�t surprise him. I was shocked to see anxiety flash
through Master�s eyes, but Duo answered before I could analyze it.

�� Jealous?�
he asked with a grin. I smirked back at him, then perched myself on Master�s
other leg, pushing him to the side and taking the popcorn.

�� Hey!� he
squawked, flailing to keep from falling off his seat. And Master just gaped at
us like we�d each grown an extra head. �That was cheap,� Duo protested as he
regained his balance. �And gimme my popcorn back.�

�� I don�t
see you name on it.�

�� Hey! That
was mine! I had it first!�

�� I have it
now.�

�� Zechs,
make him share!�

�� Now,
boys��

�� You
tattletale,� I accused, grinning. Duo stuck out his tongue, then grabbed me by
the shoulders and pulled me close to his face.

�� Maybe I
could find a way to earn it?� he asked seductively.

�� I�m sure
we could come to an agreement,� I replied, equally as heated. Out of the corner
of my eye, I saw Master desperately mouth, �Help me!� to Wufei. I guess I
couldn�t blame him. Master was still a little shy about displays of affection,
and Duo and I were practically making out on his lap.

�� Alright,
both of you, off before you hurt him,� Wufei demanded, taking pity on Master
and shooing us away.

�Only with embarrassment,� Duo
mumbled as we settled together on the couch to finish the movie. I saw Master
take Wufei by the wrist and pull him down to sit with him, and I was glad for
once that there was someone Master could focus on for his own. I wondered if I
would have gotten along so well with the others if Duo hadn�t been around.
Would we have gotten along so well if we hadn�t paired off, allowing Wufei to
take up Master�s time when one of the rest of us didn�t need him? Did it strain
Wufei, to have to fight for Master�s time with the rest of us when we could
just as easily return to our own lovers? Were we being unfair to Wufei?

But� on the other hand, Wufei
seemed happy enough. There was never a time where he had sought Master�s
attention and not received it. And Wufei, out of all of us, seemed to need to
socialize the least. Perhaps this family dynamic was actually helping the
relationship. I realized that it was impossible to completely understand the
dynamics of the relationship in the context of the family as a whole, so I
stopped trying. They seemed happy enough, and that was really all I could hope
for.

Sunday was unfortunately short,
even for a Sunday. Before any of us realized it, dinnertime had come and we
were only hours away from Master�s departure. It seemed to strike us all at the
same moment, and by the time we were finished with our meal we all seemed to
need some quiet reassurance. The knowledge that Master would be gone the next
morning, depriving us of the safety of his presence for the first time in
months, was frightening. Other than a few hours while visiting Duo, Master had
never been away from the house and rarely left any of us behind at Collar. It
was especially frightening for me, because it had been more than four months
since I had come to Master, and since then he had rarely left me. I couldn�t
help feeling a little anxious over this separation, even though I fully trusted
Master to return.

After dinner, Master herded us all
into the den. It was a comforting ritual that we all fell happily into, but
Master didn�t turn a movie on once we had all assembled. On the coffee table
sat a large cardboard box, and Master stood in front of it and watched us all
with nervous, eager eyes.

�I know this might be a little
abrupt, but I have something different arranged for this evening. I�ve been
thinking a lot lately about the week I�ll be gone, and also about how short our
time together really is. I don�t want to look back and regret any missed
opportunities for a moment of happiness with all of you. I want to create as
many happy memories as I can with you, so that I can remember this when we�re
apart. So, in the spirit of that, I have something for each of you,� he said,
and produced several smaller, colorfully wrapped boxes from inside the large,
plain one.

�� We had all
received gifts before. Masters would always improve morale by giving �gifts� to
some of the higher ranking slaves. A new vibrator was considered a gift, or an
expensive pair of handcuffs. Clothes were given as gifts, and often expensive
jewelry. A slave earned these gifts mainly by impressing rival masters, which
would cause their own master to attempt to make the slave look better with more
expensive and ornate accessories. If the slave became boring to displeased the
master, the gifts were removed. Although slaves received no payment for their
work, gifts could almost be considered a bonus if our slavery were likened to a
job.

�� But the
gifts had never been wrapped. What was the point of that, anyway? To hide the
gift just long enough for the recipient to tear away all the diligent wrapping?
What use would a slave have for such frivolousness? What need was there to give
the slave that extra hint of anticipation, that extra feeling of curiosity and
excitement? In some ways, as the thin, rectangular box sat on my lap waiting
for me to remove the shiny green paper, it seemed as though I�d never received
a gift before in my life. For a moment, I wondered if I had.

�� What�s the
catch?� Duo asked abruptly as a large, thick, purple package was dropped in his
lap.

�� There
isn�t a catch, Duo. I just wanted to do something nice for everyone before I
left.�

�� So you�re
not coming back.�

�� I am
coming back.�

�� But we
won�t be here.�

�� You�d
better be here,� Master said, showing just a bit of annoyance under the
teasing. Duo, however, didn�t take well to things that signified change, and I
could see him thinking that the gifts meant just that.

�� Then why
the hell do this now?� Duo growled, and I watched Master sigh.

�� If you
have to know, it�s because of Christmas.�

�� It�s not
even December!�

�� I know
that. What I mean is, I kept thinking I�d buy each of you something really nice
for Christmas because of how hard you were working. Then it suddenly struck me yesterday
how quickly time moves, and I suddenly realized that we might not be together
again for Christmas. Now, I�m not saying that I would ever think about selling
any of you, but I think we all know how tragic life is,� Master finished,
trying to smile warmly. We all nodded our heads, until finally Duo snorted
derisively.

�� You could
have just said, �Hey, I�m getting a little paranoid, so I bought you stuff.� It
would have been quicker.�

�� Thanks,
Duo,� Master replied.

�� Now, let�s
see what�cha got me,� Duo said, and the bright purple paper turned into a
flurry of purple snow. Inside the paper was a plain, brown box and as Duo began
to struggle to open it as the rest of us began removing the paper from our own
gifts.

�� In another
minute, Duo was unwrapping the games for his new system almost faster than he
could look at the titles. Quatre was squealing over his new keyboard, trying to
set it up while constantly glancing at the new music books that accompanied it.
Wufei was reverently handling a pair of antique swords, while Master leaned
over his shoulder and discussed the history of the objects. And Trowa was
already absorbed in one of the novels from the waist-high pile of books he had
received, along with the small music player and scattering of music disks that
had accompanied it. And I couldn�t help but stroke a hand admiringly across the
sleek case of my new laptop.

�� If Master
had tried to do something like this earlier in our time with him, such a
generous and thoughtful gift would have inspired nothing but fear. Duo�s
initial reactions would have been far worse, and reflected silently in the
minds of everyone. Jealousy would have been an issue, but the question of what
would be asked in return would have been far more prevalent. The gifts would have
been tainted by suspicion and fear.

�� But, in the
face of everything Master had already given us, the gifts paled in comparison.
It was the thoughtfulness of it, the proof that Master viewed us as human being
s rather than tools and animals, that really held the value. The gifts
themselves were merely items, and as slaves we were well aware of how fleeting
and meaningless objects could be.

�� Despite
that, the objects proved strangely effective at throwing off the trepidation
that had permeated the house as Master�s departure had neared. Suddenly Quatre
was giggling again, and Trowa was smiling that soft, almost absent smile to
show that he was truly happy, and Duo was jumping from item to item like he was
too excited to actually do anything with any of them. Even Wufei was grinning
as spoke with Master.

�� When did
you manage to get out to buy all these, you sneak?� Wufei asked, a sly smile on
his face.

�� A few days
after I took you all to the mall I snuck out and bought everything. I had
originally planned on saving it until Christmas or at least after Collar, but I
just couldn�t wait that long. I�d even thought of just putting them out
tomorrow morning for you all to find, but I didn�t want to miss out on
everyone�s reactions. Too selfish, I guess, but it works in your favor, right?�

�� Selfish?
You�ve got the worst bleeding heart I�ve ever seen. You, my friend, are a
complete softy,� Wufei replied decidedly, smirking as Zechs gave him a
mock-glare.

�� Oi!� Duo
chimed in, �If you got these weeks ago, how come we had to wait until now to
get �em?�

�� Because
I�m not just going to give you everything you ask for. And, before you ask
again, you still cannot have a goat in the backyard, he would not do your
chores for you, and they do not eat cans. I was hoping to teach you a little
responsibility by making you work for your own purchases, but you�re still
young. You�ve got plenty of time to work for things later. Right now, I feel
like spoiling you, so don�t complain.�

�� Yes sir!�
Duo replied, giving Zechs a salute as he dove back in to his pile of games. I
rolled my eyes, but I couldn�t help a fond smile as well. Somehow, Master
always managed to put things right for us.

�� We stayed
up late that night, playing with our toys like overgrown three-year-olds. Duo
managed to get his new system set up and played two games against Master and
one against Wufei, who decided that, �These fighting games are purely and
ridiculously fantasy. Who ever heard of freezing your opponent in a fight? And
a hat is not a proper weapon regardless of how effectively it is used. When
they make a fighting game that�s at least somewhat realistic, then you can call
me.�

�� Jeeze, is
he always this much of a sore loser?� Duo asked Zechs quietly.

�� You should
see him at checkers,� Zechs replied in a hushed tone, then they grinned at one
another as Wufei continued to rant.

�� It was only
slightly before dawn by the time we all began to meander our way upstairs. Duo
had to be practically carried upstairs, and only allowed it because he had
fallen asleep on his controller. It struck me as I dragged Duo up the stairs
that I had almost completely forgotten that Master would be gone when I woke
the next day. Somehow, though, I just couldn�t manage to find the level of
anxiety I had held earlier in the day. Quietly and still content, I put Duo to
bed and then fell into my own.

�� There were
more pressing matters to concern myself with the next morning. After breakfast,
which was served far closer to lunch than usual, I went to meet up with Trowa.
We had planned this in our discussions the day before, so I found him in the
hayloft of the barn, sitting with his knees to his chest in a far corner of the
soft straw. His eyes were far away and anxious, but he looked up and smiled
softly as I approached. For the first time in what I expected would be a long
week, I wished Master were home. Seeing Trowa upset worried me, but I was sure
I would be a pale substitute for the reassurances Master could give. We were a
family, though, so I would try.

�� That said�
What the hell was I supposed to do?

�� My only
real experience with reassuring was with Duo, who liked to be held when he was
feeling upset. I figured Trowa and I probably weren�t close enough for such an
intimate touch to reassure him, but I thought perhaps sitting close by might be
enough to get him to open up. So I simply sat down next to him, our sides just
barely touching as I leaned back in the hay.

�� You don�t
have to do this if you don�t want,� I told him, feeling it was best to offer
even though I didn�t actually believe he�d back out.

�� It�s
fine,� he replied predictably.

�� You�re
upset.�

�� I can
still perform.�

�� No, I
mean� I don�t want you to be upset.�

�� Oh.�

�� Can I� Is
there something I can do?�

�� I don�t
think so.�

�� Do you
want to talk about it?�

�� I� It�s
silly.�

�� If it�s
worrying you, then it isn�t silly.�

�� It�s just�
do you ever get the feeling that this is all too good to be true?�

�� All the
time,� I told him, smiling ruefully.

�� I just
worry that I�ll do something to mess it up, or that it will all end when we go
back to Collar. I� I was so relieved when Master said he wouldn�t share us with
other masters. I don�t think I could go back to Collar and let other people use
me like I did before, and that scares me. I know, it�s stupid, but I can�t help
feeling that everything is going to suddenly change when we go back.�

�� That�s not
stupid. We�re all feeling the same way. It�s terrifying to think that this
might be a fleeting time that will disappear soon. But,� I said, taking his
hand in mine, �we�re in this together. We�ll get through it.�

�� This
worries me too,� he admitted softly, clutching my hand. �Sleeping with all of
you� I�m afraid� I don�t want��

�� You don�t
want to have experiences like in Collar with us,� I finished for him.

�� I don�t
want our relationships tainted by such� such depravity. I don�t want to look at
any of you like to do at the other slaves at Collar. You�re better than that.�

�� We�re
better than that, now. It isn�t going to be just sex. I can�t guarantee it�ll
be as good as what you have with Quatre, but� it won�t be nothing. You matter
to all of us. You know that,� I told him, because he closed his eyes for a
moment, then gave me a smile that spoke of confidence that hadn�t been there
just a few minutes ago.

�� So what do
we do now?� he asked.

�� I think
kissing would be appropriate,� I replied, taking his face in my hands and
bringing his lips to my own. It seemed like a strangely promiscuous action.
Trowa was only the third person I had become intimate with in several months.
In the past, that itself would have seemed strange. Now, it seemed that
everything had suddenly become backwards.

�� Trowa�s
lips were warm and soft. His kiss was tentative, uncertain, and completely the
opposite of Duo�s fiery, often playful kisses. His uncertainty seemed to feed
into me through our lips, and I had to break it off before it could cause my
resolve waver.

�� Did you
bring the blanket?� I asked as we separated.

�� Over
there,� Trowa replied, gesturing toward another section in the back of the
loft, where he had laid out a blanket over the straw. If it weren�t for our
reluctance, this would seem almost like a pair of teenagers sneaking off for a
daytime romp in the barn. Neither of us really wanted to be here, though, and I
doubt normal teenagers would ever undergo the rigorous planning and trepidation
that we felt.

�� We both
moved at once, retreating into business to avoid the awkwardness that was
painful between this. For the first time, I knew we were doing the right thing
by becoming intimate before Collar. Any master who saw us acting so shy about
simple sex would know there was something different about Master�s style, and
that kind of attention could put us all in danger. I was certain that this
needed to be done, but that didn�t make it any easier. I wondered if each
sexual encounter would be this painfully awkward.

�� Trowa and I
laid out the blanket over a soft patch of hay, then turned in opposite
directions and began to undress. I noticed with little surprise that neither of
us could bring ourselves to look at the other, and I noted from the corner of
my eye how Trowa fumbled with the button on his shirt. When we both finally
managed to get undressed, we spent another few minutes just staring at each
other before Trowa managed to convince himself to get on the blanket.

�� I�ll
bottom,� he offered, laying down on his back. �I�m ready whenever you want to
start,� he said, but he still wouldn�t meet my eyes.

�� It was all
wrong. All of it. I could feel it, into my bones, that taking Trowa like that
would be exactly what I promised him it wouldn�t be. It would be exactly like
sex at Collar was, and that wasn�t what I wanted at all. I couldn�t do that to
him.

�� I�ll
bottom,� I told him decidedly.

�� What?� he
wondered, looking at me with startled confusion.

�� You top,�
I said, pushing him aside as I laid down on the blanket.

�� But� why?�
he asked.

�� I
understood Trowa�s confusion. In Collar, the top position was often given to
the favorite slave because it minimized damage to the slave, saving him for the
pleasure of his master. In the slave culture, being a top had become akin to
holding a position of power, with the masters reinforcing this idea by holding
the utmost position of power and almost always topping their slaves. I had
higher seniority than Trowa, and Master had favored me in the past, so it was
natural that Trowa gave me the position of power. Disputes over placement in
the hierarchy could cause tension and disaster among the slaves unless the
master intervened by declaring a favorite, which ours never would. I could tell
from the tenseness of his shoulders and the way he relaxed as soon as I pushed
him aside that Trowa didn�t really feel comfortable bottoming with me, but he
had offered because he expected refusal to cause a fight. In any other
household, I would have taken it as an insult.

�� When you
first joined us, I didn�t trust you,� I told him gently, watching him stare at
his knees as he knelt beside me. �Some of it was out of protectiveness of
Quatre and some of it was out of fear for my own place in Master�s esteem, but
it was never truly your fault. I was wrong not to trust you then, but you
earned my trust regardless. I want you to know that I do trust you now. I want
you to be able to see that we are equals. I don�t want to� subjugate you. We�re
going to have sex as equals, and whatever happens from here on will not change
that. So this time I will bottom, because you seem reluctant to do so, and next
time you can bottom and I will top.�

�� I-I�m
sorry,� he stuttered, blushing. �I am nervous� about the whole thing� but also
about bottoming to you. You and Duo are so� noisy sometimes that I��

�� Duo is a�
creative and energetic lover, once he is comfortable with his partner. He tends
to be loud during sex and sometimes he likes to get a little� rough. However, I
would never hurt you without reason. I doubt Master would ever order us into a
situation of violent sex, and you seem to be opposed to the idea, so I doubt we
would ever get into that style of intercourse. If we did, I assure you that I
am a conscientious lover even then, and would allow no real harm to come to
you.�

�� I know. I
never thought that you would hurt me. I just� wasn�t sure I could keep up. I
don�t want to disappoint you,� he said, and I laughed softly.

�� After all
Duo�s antics? Something a little tamer would be a nice change of pace anyway.
Just be yourself. I don�t need any more,� I told him. He smiled softly and
leaned toward me.

�� Maybe
something just a little more?� he asked suggestively, then leaned close and
kissed me gently. This time there was none of the awkwardness of before, but
the softness was still there. Trowa�s movements were slow and deliberate, and I
could see how he would be a good match for our skittish Quatre. I, however,
wasn�t frightened. I reached up and grasped the back of his neck, pulling him
close for a deeper kiss. I let my tongue slip out and brush his lips, hearing
his quiet gasp with satisfaction. I felt myself stirring as the kiss deepened.

�� Are you
sure this is alright?� he asked breathlessly when we parted for air.

�� Obviously,�
I replied, gesturing to my growing erection.

�� Are you
prepared?�

�� Of
course,� I told him, growing slightly annoyed. As slaves, we were trained to
clean and lube ourselves every morning in preparation for the master�s wants.
It was a habit that had not broken despite being unnecessary in the current
situation, and I doubted it would any time soon. A dry rape and a beating were
too much incentive for any of us to forget the training so soon.

�� Sorry,� he
said again as he lubed himself quickly in preparation. It was another extra
caution that I doubted we�d need, but I guessed that he had to be so careful
with Quatre and my annoyance disappeared. Quatre had gone through so many
struggles in accepting sex that I couldn�t fault him for being cautious with
the fragile blonde. It made me wonder, for a moment, how I would handle having
sex with him. Then Trowa knelt between my legs and all thoughts of Quatre were
gone.

�� We kissed
again, with the full expanse of bare skin rubbing up against mine, and I was
painfully ready for him to begin. His hands, which had been clutching my
shoulders, suddenly spilled down my torso and around my thighs, one cupping my
member as the other gently slipped lower and pressed inside me. I accepted the
digit willingly, hoping to spurn Trowa toward moving faster. It must have
worked, because after a quick intake of air, Trowa pulled my legs onto his
shoulders and began to slowly push inside of me.

�� So far, I
had allowed his kid-gloves treatment, knowing that he was accustomed to a more
sedate pace of sex now. This, however, was more than I could take. I reached
down and grabbed a hold of Trowa�s hips, then used that leverage to snap my
hips firmly against his. The result was a fierce and instant penetration that
left us both breathless.

�� Are you
alright?� Trowa asked quickly, still gasping for air while giving me a moment
to adjust.

�� Quit
asking me that!� I growled and was shocked to hear him give a bark of laughter.

�� You sound
just like Quatre,� he said, smiling still. �My overprotection drives him insane
sometimes. I can�t help it, though. I just worry.�

�� Well quit
worrying and start thrusting!� I commanded breathlessly. He laughed again and I
realized what a pleasant sound it was. Realized how nice it was to finally be
comfortable with each other again. Realized how close I suddenly felt to him.

�� As you
command,� Trowa replied, smirking as he pulled out until only the head of his
member was still imbedded inside me, then thrust forcefully back in. I gasped
and Trowa groaned, and it wasn�t long until he had set a rhythm of thrusting
that kept us both groaning. He was hot and hard inside of me, and he kept
hitting my prostate in just the right was to send sparks of pleasure flying to
my groin, but never enough to give me the completion I was desperate for. I
could feel Trowa nearing his completion as I clutched his shoulders and rode
his passion. I was content to stay like that until after he climaxed, then
finish myself off, but Trowa managed to balance himself on one arm so that he
could reach between us and grasp my member. With only a few jerks in perfect
synch with his powerful thrusts I found myself shooting my seed onto both our
chests, and in another minute I felt Trowa�s hot seed filling my insides.

�� We stayed
joined for another minute as Trowa thrust languidly inside me, still stroking
my softening penis. Eventually, he sighed contentedly and pulled out, rolling
to lie beside me.

�� Thank
you,� Trowa whispered after a moment. I hummed in response, too absorbed in the
post-orgasmic feeling to think of a proper answer. �Really,� he continued,
�That was way more than I expected.�

�� Should I
be pleased or insulted?� I asked him teasingly. He smiled softly.

�� Pleased. I
just meant� that there was a connection, you know? It wasn�t like we were just
having sex. It still wasn�t� I mean� you�re not��

�� I�m not
Quatre, but it was good anyway,� I finished for him. He nodded. �I understand.
Love� it makes everything better. Speaking of which, we should probably get
cleaned up and find those two before they start making trouble,� I said,
sitting up and using the blanket to wipe away the residue of our encounter.

�� Yours more
than mine,� Trowa replied as he finished wiping himself off and began to dress.
�Although Quatre can get into mischief when he�s in the right mood as well. On
the other hand, he�s usually in the right mood for mischief when he�s around
Duo. Your lover is a bad influence on mine,� Trowa said, and I wondered if sex
made him more talkative or if he was finally totally relaxed in my presence.

�� Can you
imagine what they�re going to be like tonight?� I asked with a fond smile.

�� Scary
thought,� he said, and I noticed the same smile on his face for a moment before
it disappeared and he frowned.

�� What time
should we tell them to try for?� he asked seriously.

�� You mean
what time are we going after Wufei? I was thinking in the evening, so that it
doesn�t interrupt any work. A couple hours after dinner would be ideal.�

�� Wufei is
teaching on the usual schedule, so he�ll probably run his day in the normal
routine. Where�?�

�� I�d like
to catch him in the dojo or outside. Anywhere else would be too risky if we�re
expecting a fight.�

�� He�s in
the dojo for evening meditation at six. I can send Quatre up to the library to
wait for Duo.�

�� Then it�s
settled,� I told him, gathering up the blanket and heading toward the ladder.
�I�ll see you at six.�

��

169 Heero

When we parted ways, I put the
distraction of our plans out of my mind so that I could focus on the day�s
training. It was still fairly early, and six o�clock seemed decades away. Which
is why I was so shocked to look up from my work to see the clock reading 5:45.

�� Yep, it�s
really that late, robot-boy,� Duo commented behind me. I snapped my book shut
as I glared at him.

�� You could
have warned me. I don�t want to be late.�

�� You? Late?
The world would simply cease to exist!� Duo gasped sarcastically, then let the
teasing drop as he rolled his eyes. �You�re only going upstairs, Heero. I
didn�t think you�d need that much time.�

�� I just�
Trowa seems to be a little nervous about this, that�s all. I don�t want to add
to it.�

�� Ah.�

�� So you
know what to do, right?� I asked as I put my books away.

�� Keep
Quatre in the library while you two bang Wufei in the gym. Use any means
necessary. Mission accepted,� he said, a joking smile on his face.

�� That�s
close enough, I suppose,� I said, already heading for the door, but Duo
intercepted me. I raised a questioning eyebrow at him.

�� What? No
kiss goodbye?� he asked, his tone teasing but his eyes serious.

�� You can
never just kiss,� I reminded him. I didn�t have time for anything more.

�� I�ll be
good,� he said, putting up his hands. �See? Nothing to grope you with.�

�� I wouldn�t
say nothing,� I murmured, but leaned in and gave him a passionate kiss anyway.
We parted after a minute and Duo finally put his hands down, his fingers
twitching to reach after me even as he controlled himself.

�� Don�t like
it too much, alright?� he said quietly, then turned to go.

�� I won�t,�
I promised, grabbing his arm and pulling him back around. �I won�t ever like
anything more than coming back to you. Don�t doubt that. You and I are more
than sex. You know that,� I told him vehemently. He didn�t say anything, but he
nodded and I saw his jaw relax and knew that I had managed to reassure him.

�� Well
then,� he said, his old cheer returning. �I�m off to seduce a kitten,� he said,
and bounced out of the room. I wondered if I�d ever be able to keep up with
him, then hurried out of the room myself.

�� Trowa was
standing outside of the workout room, hunched up nervously with his arms
wrapped around himself. I�d noticed that he often seemed to try to make himself
look smaller whenever he was anxious and wondered if it was a product of a
particularly brutal childhood or simply his natural reaction. I wondered a lot
lately how much of our behaviors were due to trauma and how much was actually
inborn personality.

�� My first
thought was to reassure Trowa, because seducing Wufei would be hard enough
without having constant second thoughts on the issue. I knew Wufei was strong
and had combat skills that well exceeded Trowa�s or my own. Wufei would be a
fierce opponent, and while I was fairly certain he wouldn�t go as far as to
seriously injure either of us I also knew that catching and containing him
would stretch our skills to the limit. I hadn�t mentioned it to Trowa, but I
wasn�t sure we would have the ability necessary to take the Dragon if he wasn�t
willing.

�� But I was
hoping it wouldn�t come to that. I was hoping Wufei would see reason and
practicality instead of simply being stubborn the whole time. I wasn�t sure
which was more likely, though. Wufei could be extremely stubborn.

�� I nodded to
Trowa as when he saw me, taking his hand in my own and rubbing him arm
reassuringly. He blinked for a moment in surprise, then smiled at me.

�� I�ll be
alright,� he told me. �I�ve been thinking about this all day. I just want it
over with.�

�� I nodded,
and without further delay, we entered the room.

�� Wufei was
standing, facing the door with a wooden practice sword pointed at us, and
smirking. His hair was pulled back in that severe ponytail that he was so fond
of, and the little wisps of hair that escaped when he was exercising were still
firmly trapped, so I knew that he had not been practicing much. There was just
the tiniest sheen of sweat on him, and I wondered if he had warmed up but gone
no further. Regardless, the thin layer of sweat made his skin positively glow
and I was reminded again of why he was so popular at Collar. With such golden
skin and raven hair, along with his lithe and athletic body, Wufei seemed
almost like a trapped tiger, ready to strike. Owners like to tame such
dangerous creatures, but I had to wonder if it wasn�t more intoxicating to have
it come to you of its own free will. I wondered if Wufei would let me find out.

�� I hope you
weren�t trying to surprise me,� he said, tilting his head back and sneering.

�� I looked at
Trowa and we shared a grimace. This was going to be harder than expected.

�� Calm down,
Wufei,� I asked, putting my hands up in a placating gesture. �We don�t want to
fight you.�

�� No, you
want to have sex with me. However, you were expecting a fight, otherwise you
wouldn�t have brought your partner,� he said, cold and unmoving, with the
faintest hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. Perhaps he thought that we
would be easily beaten. �Not really fair odds, I must say.�

�� We
wouldn�t have hurt you,� Trowa said, stepping forward. I had known from the
start that Trowa had a lot of respect for Wufei as his teacher. It seemed to
upset Trowa that Wufei would think ill of him. �We weren�t going to force you
into anything you didn�t want. We just� we weren�t sure you�d even listen, and
we need you to hear us out.�

�� So you
decided to jump me in the workout room?�

�� It was the
optimum location in case you got violent,� I told him, interceding before Trowa
could get any more upset. �We weren�t sure you�d be willing to listen to
reason.�

�� And what
reason is that?�

�� That going
back to Collar without becoming accustomed to one another would be very bad for
Master�s reputation, and for all of us.�

�� So you
thought I might need some� convincing?� he asked, his sneer still firmly in
place.

�� Yes.�

�� Well then,
convince me,� he said, tossing the sword aside and shifting into a fighting
stance. I cast a worried look at Trowa, who simply seemed terribly confused,
before stepping to the side and falling into a fighting position myself.

�� Our battle
was fierce and short. It started with Trowa and myself rushing at Wufei. It
ended with the two of us lying on our backs, the breath knocked out of us.
Wufei, with that superior smirk still firmly in place, was standing over us in
triumph.

�� There�s a
reason I always win the martial arts category,� he said, crouching down beside
us. �I�m very good. And there�s also a reason I�ve always placed in the chess
category: I�m not an idiot. I knew from the way you two kept sneaking away with
each other that you were planning something, and I knew when you never came to
talk to me about this that you were going to attempt to tag-team me. I�ll
assume you can see your mistake. So, my question is this,� he said, pausing as
he watched me climb to my knees. �What would you have done if you had defeated
me?� he asked.

�� This,� I
growled, launching myself at him and knocking him down onto the mats. I felt
his body tense and readied myself for him to throw me off of him, but he stayed
still instead, and I realized that he was waiting to see what I would do. I had
fallen on top of him in my efforts to knock him down and my body was
practically covering his, with my head resting just at his collarbone. I didn�t
dare move much, so I used what space I had and tugged the collar of his shirt
down, giving me access to his throat, where I began placing a series of kisses
and nips while working my way up his jaw line. I heard his breath do a sharp
intake of confusion and I felt his member stir beneath my leg. I took it as
encouragement and slipped my hand under his shirt, teasing his ribs and running
my hand over the flat expanse of his abs. I heard him gasp, then suddenly he
gave out a sharp but almost frightened, �Stop!�

�� I sighed,
disappointed but unsurprised, and pulled back. I had known we might have to try
a few times to convince him, but it had seemed to be going so well. As I sat
up, I noticed Trowa was kneeling, holding Wufei�s head in his lap and running
his hands through his hair. Wufei�s lips were still pressed in a firm line so I
knew that they hadn�t kissed, but it seemed that Trowa had been dropping kisses
on Wufei�s forehead and hair. Wufei�s face was flushed and he was staring into
Trowa�s eyes.

�� That�s all
we were going to do,� Trowa said softly, leaning down to rest his forehead
against Wufei�s. �I swear to you, we would never hurt you. We just� we wanted
to help you, but we weren�t sure you�d accept our help. You fought Master so
hard about sex at first that we assumed you would fight us just as hard. I
swear, though, we would never have taken it further than this without your
permission.�

�� So that�s
all this is, then?� Wufei whispered softly as Trowa sat back. �Sex in
preparation for more sex? Training to better do Zechs� commands?� Wufei asked,
and Trowa bit his lip, hesitating, before shaking his head.

�� You�ve
shown me so much�� Trowa said, and I could see the emotions bubbling inside
him. �I just� I wanted to show you that this� that sex� it isn�t so bad with
us. I wanted to show you that there�s no need to fight it so hard. But I� I
wasn�t sure I could do it on my own. I wasn�t sure I was good enough. So when
Heero� when Heero said we should try to seduce you� I thought it was the right
thing to do,� he finished, and I noticed that he had begun to avoid Wufei�s
eyes while Wufei was still staring into his face. Then, suddenly, Wufei�s face
turned and I found myself pinned by those piercing brown eyes.

�� And you?
Did you want to show me how good sex could be as well?� he asked.

�� You
already know that�s not the reason I�m here,� I told him.

�� So why are
you here?� he asked, and I realized that this was more than simply banter, that
Wufei was really seeking to understand our motive in order to come to some kind
of conclusion. Possibly about whether or not to beat us more.

�� I�m here
because we can�t go back to Collar without being comfortable with sex with one
another. Were Master�s treatment of us to be found out at Collar, it would be
disastrous for us. He could be killed or expelled. His slaves� all of us� could
be taken from him and separated. I can�t� I won�t allow that!� I told him
fiercely. �This is my family. You are my family. I won�t let anything, not even
your stubborn pride and prudence, take that away from me!� I snarled, before
suddenly realizing that they were both staring at me. �I�m sorry, I just� This
is very important to me. You are family, Wufei, and as such I would never hurt
you, but I was hoping to convince you that this wouldn�t be such a bad thing. I
wouldn�t have taken what you weren�t willing to give, but I just wanted to get
you� a little more willing. Please,� I asked softly, laying my head against his
chest, �can�t you just try it, for all our sakes?�

�� Did it
ever occur to you two,� Wufei said after a moment of strained silence, �that I
might be smart enough to understand all of this? That I might have known when I
got involved with Zechs that this was all implied? Or that, if you had just
asked, I might have been receptive to your advances? I know I�ve been called
stubborn as a mule, but I am more intelligent than one,� he said, and his
exterior melted back into an annoyed sort of amusement. �I knew this was going
to happen, and I was just waiting for one of you to approach me. Not to jump
me, mind you, but I was hoping someone would make a pass so that I wouldn�t
have to approach any of you,� he said with a soft smile and blush. �I� am not
good with sexual contact. I don�t know how to� initiate it. That does not allow
you to force yourselves upon me, which is what I wanted to make sure you
weren�t going to do. However, I will allow this, now that you have explained
yourselves and asked permission. Heero, you may resume molesting my neck.
Trowa, I believe you were about to kiss me when I called stop.�

�� I think we
might have stared at him for a full minute while he smirked smugly up at us.
Then I saw Trowa crack a smile, the first unstrained smile I�d seen on him the
whole day, and leaned down to deliver the requested kiss. Their lips met
tentatively, made slightly awkward by the fact that Trowa was leaning over
Wufei, and so one of them was, in essence, upside down. Despite this, their
kiss was� potent, for lack of a better word. It began soft and shy, but the two
quickly became comfortable with each other, and the kiss deepened. I smiled in
relief, realizing that the hard part was finally over, and leaned down to join
them.

Wufei moaned as I restarted my
suckling on his jaw, slowly moving upward until I was nudging Trowa out of the
way and claiming my own time with Wufei�s lips. Trowa graciously withdrew,
allowing my lips to replace his. I was not Trowa, and so my kiss began fiercely
instead of softly. I covered Wufei�s lips with my own, giving only a second to
appreciate their softness and firmness, then plunged my tongue into his mouth.
He made a shocked noise, then thrust his tongue into my mouth, pushing mine
back where it belonged. If I had been able, I would have grinned as I sat up on
my arms to give myself more leverage in our kiss-battle. Wufei�s fire was
intoxicating and arousing. I felt my cock stir with interest as Wufei moaned
beneath me, fisting his hands in my hair. I heard another moan, and looked
around for an intruder before I remembered that Trowa was still in the room,
panting as he watched us with interest.

�You two,� he said in a strained
voice, and I could tell that he was hard even though Wufei was blocking my
view, �should really stop that.�

�Are we too much for you, Trowa?� I
teased.

�You two are gorgeous, and you know
it,� he replied, only half teasing. There was something about the way he held
himself, the way he seemed suddenly apart from us, that told me he was feeling
left out and unworthy. I raised my hand to reach out to him, but Wufei beat me
to it, reaching up and laying a hand on Trowa�s cheek.

�Beauty is not a look, but an
emotion, you silly twat,� he told him, gently except for the last part. �We
hold every beautiful thing that you do not, and you hold everything that we do
not, so join with us. That is what intercourse is.�

�How very poetic,� I put in,
smirking at Wufei.

�I doubt I�d manage to get
published, but I get by.�

�Is all your work on sex?�

�Cheeky devil. Next time you can do
the sentimental reassurances.�

�I find reassurance are much better
handled when they�re given physically,� I replied, rubbing my body against his
to �reassure� him that I was interested.

�Uh� guys? This really isn�t
helping me not feel left out,� Trowa said, and I glanced up to find him
grinning softly. I glanced down at Wufei and our eyes met for a moment, then we
both smiled.

�Well then, let�s fix that,� Wufei
said, and I climbed off Wufei so that we could both advance on Trowa.

�Ah� no� that�s not really what I�
oh fuck!� he exclaimed as we pinned him and began nibbling on his ribcage. I
pushed his shirt up and we each attacked one of his nipples, teasing and
torturing it in our own styles so that he couldn�t get a moment of rest. Soon
he was panting and moaning, writhing underneath us as we rubbed up against him.

�Please,� Trowa begged, �stop, or
I�m not going to make it any further,� he cried, and I finally noticed how
painfully hard he was. Beside me, Wufei chuckled, and I glanced over to see
that he and I were just as turned on as Trowa.

�Then perhaps it is time to move to
the next stage,� Wufei advised, and I nodded in agreement. Trowa could only
moan assent.

�� We
separated quickly and began removing our clothes. There was none of the awkward
shyness that had been such a problem between Trowa and me. Wufei had as little
fear about his body as I did, and it seemed that Trowa had managed to overcome
his fears. Unfortunately, despite the lack of awkwardness in stripping, we did
manage to find an awkward moment after all of us were naked. No one, it seemed,
wanted to make the first move, and so we all just stood there staring at each
other.

�� I finally
solved the situation by fetching a bottle of lubricant from the pocket of my
pants and tossing it at Wufei, putting the ball in his court. He stared at the
bottle for a minute, as though uncertain of what to do with it, then glanced up
at Trowa. I nodded at Wufei and stepped back as Trowa stepped forward, giving
them time to settle themselves before I would move in to join.

�� It was
strange to watch them. Erotic, somehow. To see them both so nervous and open,
and to know that soon I would join them in the strange dance they were doing.
But, for the time being, I was only a spectator, waiting for my chance to join
the game.

�� Trowa made
the first move, sliding his arms around Wufei�s waist and pulling the shorter
man closer for a passionate kiss. I watched their groins rub together, seeking
friction, and wondered if they were too caught up in what their mouths were
doing to notice the rest of their bodies. I watched, feeling strangely turned
on despite my lack of involvement, as the kissing deepened and the hands, which
had formerly just held the other, began to move and caress, sinking lower as
the two got more involved. Wufei had a slight handicap in that area, since one
of his hands was occupied by the bottle of lubricant, which he subtly kept out
of Trowa�s reach. I smiled. This was going to get interesting.

�� It didn�t
take them long to heat up to the point where they were both panting, their
entwined erections leaking precum. Eventually Trowa began to try to press Wufei
to the floor, which is when the real friction began. Wufei opened his eyes and
stepped back, causing Trowa to blink in confusion. In another second, Trowa was
blinking at the ceiling, as Wufei dropped down and pulled Trowa�s feet out from
under him, dropping the taller man to the matted floor and knocking the wind
out of him. Wufei crawled on top of him, smirking.

�� I hope you
didn�t want to be on top,� Wufei said cockily. Trowa laughed.

�� Is this
the way you proposition everyone? I have to say, Wufei, your seduction
techniques suck.�

�� I�ll have
you know my seduction skills are exemplary. I didn�t know you needed seduced.
However, if you�d like, I can�� Wufei trailed as he began trailing kisses down
Trowa�s abdomen, paying special attention to the inside of his thighs. Trowa
moaned, bucking against Wufei�s mouth.

�� Alright!�
he gasped, thrusting futilely against the air, �I give! I�ll bottom! Just�
please�� he moaned as Wufei began to stroke his weeping erection.

�� I thought
you might,� Wufei teased as he opened the lubricant and coated his fingers. I
doubt Trowa heard him, though, over his own moans and whimpers. He gasped as
Wufei�s fingers penetrated him quickly and pressed deep. It seemed like Wufei
was running out of control almost as quickly as Trowa, and in far less time
than seduction required Wufei was lifting Trowa�s legs over his shoulders and
thrusting home.

�� I moved
quickly behind Wufei then, knowing that if I let them get a good rhythm going
it would all be over before I even had a chance to join. I pushed Wufei forward
onto Trowa�s chest and Wufei was so shocked by my sudden appearance that he
fell with a grunt of surprise and little resistance. I grabbed the bottle of
lubricant as Wufei was still sorting out just what had happened, quickly
covering my erection in a thick layer and knowing that I really didn�t have
time to properly stretch Wufei if I didn�t want him to get frustrated enough to
get violent. I positioned myself quickly, holding Wufei�s hips as I slowly
pushed in, careful because I knew he had not been stretched properly. I didn�t
need to worry, though, because Wufei moaned and thrashed at my penetration,
gasping against Trowa�s chest. In only minutes, I was fully seated inside.

�� Threesomes
are usually awkward affairs. I�d been in a few in the past, and it�s usually
extremely difficult to find a rhythm in that many bodies. It gets hard to tell
who�s above or below, and eventually all the bodies just blend into one
writhing heap, with everyone desperate for their own pleasure and unconcerned
with any of their partner�s. Some masters enjoy watching it, but no one really
enjoys being a part of it.

�� This wasn�t
like any threesome I�d been in. I started the rhythm, moving slowly inside of
Wufei, and Wufei picked up the rhythm, thrusting back with me and then deep
into Trowa. Trowa moaned and found his own rhythm, slamming himself against
Wufei just as I slammed deep inside Wufei, so that was helpless to thrust in
either direction. That only lasted a few minutes, before Wufei grabbed Trowa�s
hips and pinned him against the floor, thrusting forward into him then back
against me. I let him go for a few minutes, enjoying the feel, then wrapped my
arm around his hips and pressed him forward, setting a pace that had us all
quickly approaching climax. I would thrust into Wufei, propelling him deep into
Trowa, then pulled Wufei back until he was nearly out of Trowa before pulling
myself out of Wufei and thrusting us all back together. Wufei leaned forward
and began stroking Trowa�s neglected cock as I set our pace and began
quickening our thrusts. Trowa moaned, arching his back, which pushed Wufei
toward me just as I thrust down at him. With a shout, Wufei thrust deeply into
Trowa and orgasmed, then quickly brought Trowa to climax with his hand as I was
climaxing inside him.

�� I continued
to thrust languidly against Wufei for a few minutes, with Wufei collapsed and
panting against the Trowa�s chest, who was equally boneless. Eventually, spent
and tired, I pulled out of Wufei and managed to roll Wufei off of Trowa before
collapsing beside them.

�� It took a
good fifteen minutes for the panting to stop as our bodies cooled and the glow
of orgasm faded. Eventually I managed to roll to my side, looking at Trowa and
Wufei, who were resting side by side on their backs. After a minute or so,
Trowa noticed my stare and rolled to his side, so that Wufei was once again
cushioned between us.

�� You
tricked me,� Trowa accused with a smile.

�� Oh?� I
responded.

�� You let me
go after Wufei knowing he�d fight me, so that you could get to top us both,� he
said. I grinned.

�� I may have
had some interest in being on top.�

�� You
bastard,� Trowa teased.

�� You�re
both bastards,� Wufei groused, opening his eyes. �Can�t a guy get any rest?�

�� Were we
too much of a workout for you, Wufei?� I teased. He humphed in response and
turned on his side, cuddling against Trowa. I moved over, spooning against
Wufei�s back and simply enjoying the warmth of his skin. It was nice to simply
curl together and enjoy each other and the peace that permeated over us.

�� But all
good things have to come to an end.

�� Hey, Ro,
what do you� Aw fuck, �Fei! Now you�re going to have to walk in on me again
and� hey, why the hell do you always seem to have sex in the dojo?� Duo
wondered, tilting his head to the side in thought. His hair was unbound,
cascading in waves around him, and the movement of it as his head turned sent a
thrill of lust through me that my body was completely unable to support. His
shirt was off, and his skin had an after-sex flush that led me to believe he
had already completed his coupling with Quatre. �Is that some kind of kink or
something with you?�

�Far from it, Duo. Actually, why do
you people always want to have sex with me in the dojo?� Wufei asked, sitting
up to look at Trowa and I. �I�m going to start wearing more clothes to workout
in.�

�� Maybe it�s
because you always look so sexy when you fight?� Duo said, and the three of us
just stared at him in silence. �Oh come on, don�t tell me you didn�t notice.
FeiFei is hot when he�s sweaty!�

�� He sure
is,� Quatre said, appearing behind Duo and wrapping his arms around the taller
man, nuzzling his shoulder. �When do I get a turn with him?�

�� Ooh! Me
too!� Duo put in.

�� Never,� Wufei
grumbled, getting up and reaching for his clothes. �I�m swearing off sex
forever. It�s far too dangerous and requires too much energy.�

�� Aren�t you
always telling me how terrible sloth is when I don�t do my homework?� Duo
replied. �Don�t tell me the great FeiFei is getting lazy now.�

�� The great
FeiFei is going for a shower, Duo,� Wufei said, heading for the door. �You
would do well to move or risk physical harm.�

�� Jeeze,�
Duo said, jumping out of the way as Wufei moved past, �I thought sex was supposed
to make you less grumpy, not more.�

�� He�s just
embarrassed,� Quatre said, leaving Duo to retrieve Trowa from the floor. �He�s
not used to letting people get so close to him, so sex is strange for him,
especially afterwards. He�ll be alright in a little while.�

�� You think
he meant it about not doing it again?� Duo asked, and Quatre winked at him.

�� We�ll make
him reconsider,� Quatre replied. Perhaps letting them alone together hadn�t
been such a good idea. It seemed to have strengthened the bond of mischief
between them.

�� Luckily,
Quatre seemed more interested in getting Trowa into a bath than making plans of
destruction and devastation. As Quatre and Trowa left, I slid up beside Duo and
wrapped my arms around him.

�� So, what
did you and Quatre do?�

170 Quatre

�� I didn�t
like the idea of Trowa having sex with someone else. I hadn�t liked it this
morning, when he went off to meet Heero, and I liked it even less now, when he
was meeting Wufei. It wasn�t that I was jealous or that I�d want to take away a
chance for him to bond with Heero and Wufei. I wasn�t even afraid that he�d
have a bad time with them, because I knew Heero and Wufei would take good care
of my lover. The problem was, I was terrified that they would take too good
care of my lover. I mean, I had never been very good at sex and, even though I
was making an effort now, I wasn�t sure I was becoming any good. What if I
couldn�t fulfill Trowa�s need like the others could? What if he decided he
wanted to stay with them?

�� I was well
aware I was being stupid. Trowa loved me, I knew that. We all cared about each
other, and I wouldn�t have wanted it any other way. But� thinking about him
being with someone else just made me� anxious. Trowa was the other side of my
soul. If I lost him, what did I have left? I mean, I was friendly with all the
others, but we weren�t really close. Even Heero and I had drifted apart. Trowa
was my ground, my stability. He filled me. Without him, I would be empty, and I
couldn�t take that.

�� But it was
pointless to think about. Because Trowa would never leave me. Because our love
was stronger than when he felt for the others. Because� because� shit. Now I
was all nervous again.

�� There was
no point trying to read my book. I set it aside with a sigh and stretched.
Trowa had said I should wait for Duo in the library, but I really felt more
like taking a walk in the garden. Being cooped up in the library wasn�t helping
me regain my calm at all. No matter what I did I couldn�t shake this
restlessness, and it made me crave movement. It was like an itch inside my
mind, and there was no way to scratch it.

�� To be fair,
it wasn�t just Trowa�s actions that were making me anxious. I was a little
worried about the sex, too. I mean, I knew I shouldn�t be. It was Duo, after
all. It wasn�t like he was going to jump me or anything. On the other hand,
though, Duo had been Shinigami. He was a sexual legend in Collar, and I had
barely been adequate as a convenient receptacle. He was just so much more
experienced than me that it was unnerving.

�� But� at the
same time, and I was ashamed to admit it even to myself, I was a little
excited. So far I had only had sex with Trowa and Master, and with both it had
been amazing. Duo was so experienced, what could he show me? I was a little
intimidated, but at the same time I was aroused by the idea.

�� Well, there
I go, now I sound like a slut. Possibly a maniac. First I hate sex, now I love
it? But� you have to understand, I hadn�t known that sex could be good before.
I hadn�t known that there could be any pleasure in it for the slave, or that
there could be pleasure in giving pleasure to another. Now that I knew� it was
like candy. I�d never had much candy before Master took me in. I didn�t like
chocolate, so I just wrote off all the candy as bad. And then Master introduced
me to jelly beans, and suddenly a whole new world of candy opened up. I wanted
to know everything about candy. I wanted to learn about the sour kinds and the
sticky kinds and the kinds that you get to play with before you eat. I wanted
to know what kinds are best to eat on a hot day and which ones warm you up in
the cold. I wanted to know everything about the candy, how to mix them, how to
make them, and most of all how to eat them.

�� So, the
first time he got me candy, I gave myself a belly ache. Because that�s the
downside of too much candy. And, not just that, but sometimes it burns when you
try to make it, and sometimes two candies don�t mix well, and sometimes some of
the candies decide they like each other better than you and they go off to have
sugary sex while you wait in the damn library like a fool.

�� I took a
calming breath and tried to stop thinking about� candy.

�� Feeling
restless once again, I sighed and stood up. As I moved, I felt a breeze pass by
me and was surprised to hear something thump onto the couch behind me. I turned
to see Duo sprawled out where I had been sitting.

�� Duo� what
are you doing?�

�� Well, I
was trying to jump you, but you moved,� Duo said, grinning unrepentantly.

�� You were�
why?�

�� Well, I
wanted to skip the whole awkward, beginning phase of the sex and get right down
to the nitty-gritty. I figured this was a good place to start,� he said, still
smiling and stretching. I frowned.

�� Don�t
tease about this, Duo. I�m nervous enough without your antics.�

�� Nervous?�
Duo wondered, his grin fading to a confused frown. �Of me? What the hell for?�

�� Well� I
mean� I�m not nervous, really, I just� you�re so��

�� Ah. It�s
the whole Shinigami thing, isn�t it? Yeah, it tends to intimidate some guys,�
Duo said, grinning again, but it really didn�t make me feel any better.
Actually, the fact that Duo�s background intimidated others made me feel a
worse. �Shit, Quat, it�s not so bad,� Duo put in suddenly, sliding up beside
me. I guess my unease must have shown on my face.

�� It�s just�
I really don�t have much experience with this and� I don�t want to disappoint
you.�

�� Disappoint
me?� Duo asked, cocking his head to the side and smiling. �Quat, do you know
what I�ve found is the absolute most important quality in a lover?� he asked,
and I could only shake my head. �Enthusiasm.�

�� E-enthusiasm?
I don�t understand.�

�� It�s never
the sexiest guy that makes the best lover. You�d be surprised. Honestly, it�s
usually not even the most well endowed man that knows how to do it right. It�s
always the skinny kid standing at the corner of the room that shines if given
the chance. The big guys and the beautiful guys know they have an advantage, so
they don�t care about their partner. It�s the one that has something to prove
or something to learn that really makes the effort. Hell, a couple of years ago
I was the skinny nervous kid hiding in the corner. But I had a lover back then
that made me want to learn how to make him happy, and look how far I managed to
get. You�ve got the same chance now, and I think you could go just as far.�

�� Really?� I
had to wonder, and Duo grinned mischievously.

�� Well,
maybe not just as far. Wouldn�t want you goin� after my crown, after all.�

�� Duo!� I
laughed, batting him on the arm, and he took that opportunity to grab my wrist
and pull me down on top of him. We must have looked like a giggling, squirming
pile of limbs, but when everything settled Duo had managed to get me under him,
on my back, and laying out on the couch.

�� Now, this
is pretty much where I wanted to start us,� he said, smirking down at me. �So,
how about we start the first lesson?�

�� I smiled
and nodded, then reached up and pulled Duo�s head down to mine. Our lips met,
sending a tingle through my body. Duo�s tongue darted out to tease my bottom
lip. I parted my lips, letting his tongue dart into my mouth.

�� Kissing Duo
was a little odd. It wasn�t that he was bad. Far from it, actually, because Duo
was a very good kisser, licking and nibbling in all the right places. And it
wasn�t that I�d never kissed another slave before, because my previous master
had often ordered the other slaves to have sex with me if he was in a mood or
sometimes if I did something wrong. It was just that� I�d never gotten to know
another slave before we became intimate. It was kind of strange to think that
Duo and I were kissing now, and then later I would still sit across from him at
the dinner table and laugh as he threw peas at Wufei when Heero wasn�t looking.
It was odd to feel Duo�s touches and know that this wasn�t just another body
without a face, but an actual person who mattered to me.

It was weird, but at the same time
it seemed to make the sex so much more intimate. With Trowa and Master I had
thought the depth of the emotion had come because of how strongly I felt about
them and how much of my heart I was risking by giving it to them. With Duo, I
had thought it would be so much less intense, because I wasn�t giving my heart
to him. Instead, I found the depth of intimacy was almost the same with Duo as
it had been with Master. Was it because Duo and I had become friends? Or was it
because I loved all the others a little? Was it okay for me to feel this way?

What if Trowa was feeling this too?
Was Trowa feeling the same way I felt about Duo about Wufei and Heero? Would
Trowa feel more strongly for them than he did for me? What would I do if he
decided he did?

�Look, Quatre, I�ve seen guys do
all kinds of weird stuff when I�m making out with them, but staring at the door
looking like they�re going to cry is not one of them,� Duo said, and I glanced
up to find that he�d stopped kissing me and was looking really annoyed. That
was when I realized that I must have started thinking about Trowa and looked at
the door as thought if I stared hard enough I could actually see what he was doing.
And all right in the middle of our kiss!

�Oh, Duo, I�m so sorry! I just got
distracted.�

�Gee, really? I hadn�t noticed.�

�I�m really sorry. I promise it
won�t happen again. It�s just� with Trowa��

�You�re not worried he�s having a
bad time, are you? Because, I have to say, �Ro is damn fine in the sack, if you
know what I mean.�

It was just too much. I�d been
hoping that maybe they wouldn�t be so great that I couldn�t compare, and here
was Shinigami say how awesome Heero was. How could I compare to that.

�Quat? Are you� are you crying?
What the hell, man, are you jealous or something? I could go get Heero. Come
on, cheer up, we can have a whole orgy thing going on. Heero talks about you
all the time, buddy, I�m sure he�d love it.�

Well that just made me feel like a
total ass.

�Shit! Don�t cry harder! I can run
and get him or them or whatever you want! Just stop with the waterworks
already! Look, I�m already gone!�

�� No! Duo, please, this� this
isn�t about Heero. Really, I�m just being silly,� I said, sniffling and trying
to get my tears under control. Why did I always have to be such a crybaby?

�Well, if this isn�t about Heero,
what exactly are you so upset about?� Duo wondered, plopping down beside me as
I wiped my eyes and tried to stop crying. �Here,� Duo said, pulling off his
shirt and handing it to me. �Wipe your eyes and tell me what this is all about
before you give me a heart attack.�

I wiped my face and took a calming
breath. I could tell Duo, right? I mean, he�d understand, wouldn�t he? And, maybe
a sympathetic ear was just what I needed to make me stop worrying.

�I�m afraid that I�m not very good
at sex and Trowa�s going to leave me for someone better.�

Duo laughed so hard he fell on the
floor.

�Thanks, Duo, that�s a great help,�
I huffed, watching him roll around on the floor.

�I�m sorry, man, but� That�s
honestly what you�re all in a twitter about?� he said, still gasping for air
and clutching his stomach. �Well, here, let me fix it for you. Trowa won�t
leave you. Now, can we please screw?�

�Duo, I�m serious about this!�

�Bleh!� Duo huffed, tossing himself
onto the couch beside me, thankfully done laughing. That would be the last time
I ever made a heartfelt confession to him. �Do we really have to get into all
this emotional stuff right now?�

�No, it�s alright,� I told him,
trying to be mature and professional. �Let�s just get down to work,� I offered,
grabbing the hem of my shirt and beginning to strip, but Duo stopped my hand.

�If you�re thinking of it as work,
you�re not in the right mindset for this. Listen to me, alright? Trowa is head
over heels for you. You are his world. He�d probably blow a gasket if he knew
you were even thinking this stuff.�

�I know, I know!� I huffed. �I
just� sometimes I don�t know what he sees in me, you know? Trowa�s so gorgeous,
and I�m just� nothing.�

�Everybody feels like that once in
a while. It isn�t true. You�re beautiful and kind and smart, Quat. Any guy
would be lucky to have you.�

�But what if��

�Look, Trowa isn�t going to leave
you.,� Duo snapped, finally getting aggravated. �And, even if he did, he�s got
no where to go. Heero isn�t going to leave me, and Wufei has a total crush on
Zechs.�

�Of course he does, Duo, we all
do.�

�No, I don�t mean like a
slave-crush, I mean like a real crush. You can tell by how he acts around him.�

�What do you mean? Wufei always
acts the same around Master.�

�Yeah, but he does it really
conspicuously. You know, like he�s trying really hard not to care. It�s
foolproof evidence that FeiFei�s crushin� on the blonde.�

�But� I mean� I really don�t want
Trowa to stay with me just because he doesn�t have anywhere else to go.�

�Quat, you�ve got to stop
underestimating yourself. Trowa doesn�t leave you because he loves you. And if
he did leave he�d be giving up on the best thing that�s ever happened to him,
you get me? And if he�s that stupid, he doesn�t deserve you and you�ll be fine
on your own anyway.�

�How can you be so sure?� I
wondered in a whisper, unable to fathom a life without Trowa. �Trowa�s my
everything. How can you be sure I�d be able to live without him?�

�Quatre, I know,� Duo said
seriously, pulling me close and taking my chin in his hand. �I know because
I�ve been there before. I had a master who I was crazy about die, and it threw
me into a world of pain. But you know what? I was strong enough to find love
again, and you would be too.�

�And if Heero left you?� I asked,
and almost slapped myself for how insensitive I was being.

�It�d hurt like a bitch for a
while, but it wouldn�t kill me. Don�t get me wrong, I know Heero won�t leave
me, and you should have the same faith in Trowa or you�ve got no place given
your heart to him. You need to trust him, Quat, or it�s going to rip you apart.
If you�re worried, talk to him about it and get a couple little reassurances.
Hell, I got my warm-fuzzies out of Heero before I headed over here. The thing
is, if you go to the Collar parties with this fear, they�re going to rip you
apart. The Collar parties give all the other competitors a chance to knock you
off balance right before the competitions, and they will be pushing as hard as
they can. You�re too smart to give them that kind of target, right? And we all
love you too much to let you, so let go of all this nervousness, alright?
Life�s too short to worry about dumb shit, and that�s all this is,� he said,
and there was such a certainty to his voice that I could not doubt his words. I
smiled, finally feeling the weight lift from my shoulders, and kissed him
deeply.

�Teach me, oh sex god Shinigami!� I
asked, grinning like a loon. �Show me the ways of seduction.�

�Sorry, pet, this is one lesson
you�ll have to learn through experience,� he said, then pulled me into his lap,
gripping the back of my head firmly as he kissed me. This time there was no
teasing or tempting. Our lips met and Duo�s tongue pushed its way into my mouth
as I squeaked in surprise. His hands delved under my shirt, playing with my
nipples and stroking my chest as I writhed on top of him. We parted only for
him to pull my shirt off and he took a moment to grin at me. �You�ll find I�m
more of a hands-on teacher. I think you�ll come to appreciate the approach,� he
told me, then laid me back on the couch and began to lick my chest, placing
gentle nips every so often while rubbing his hands up and down my sides.

Duo was really, really good at
this. He seemed to know instinctively where all my naughtiest spots were, and
he took advantage of them mercilessly. I was completely hard, and he hadn�t
even taken my pants off yet. If he didn�t start moving it along soon, I�d reach
my peak before we even got out clothes off.

As thought he�d heard me, Duo
suddenly began rubbing our clothes erections together. I was pleased to realize
that he was just as aroused as I was. As he ground his pelvis against mine I
gasped and moaned, clutching the fabric of the couch and arching against him.
He gave a small laugh, then leaned down to nuzzle my cheek.

�Don�t give the couch all your
appreciation,� he said, glancing to where my hands were still fisted in the
cushions. �If you need something to hold onto, your best bet is to grab a hold
of your partner. Besides, you�d be amazed by how many guys are turned on by the
feel of fingernails sinking into their shoulders.�

I nodded, then wrapped my arms
around his shoulders. It felt good to have his body in my arms, and I suddenly
had the leverage I needed to pull him down and thrust against his hips like I
wanted to, hard and fast. He chuckled again, but this time it ended in a moan
as my leg found its way between his and began massaging his erection.

�Please,� I begged, �I can�t take
much more of this teasing.�

�You sure you�re ready?� he asked,
panting against my ear.

�Please!� I gasped again, kissing
his neck and shoulder.

�Alright then, let�s do it,� he
said, then kissed me deeply.

And then everything changed.

It was a subtle but abrupt shift,
but I felt the difference nonetheless. Suddenly, instead of nipping and licking
my skin as he had before, he was kissing it gently as he moved his way down my
body. While he hands had been rubbing and groping before, now they skimmed over
my skin, barely touching, as they began to sneak under the edge of my pants.

�Don�t,� I said suddenly but
firmly.

�� Sorry,
man, I didn�t mean to�� Duo apologized quickly, taking his hand away from my
pants, but I stopped his with mine and pressed his hand to my hip.

�� I meant
don�t be so gentle. I get that all the time from Trowa. It�s alright, I mean,
but sometimes I want him not to be so afraid of me. But that�s the way Trowa
is. He�s gentle, but you�re not. I have Trowa. I have tons of Trowa. Please,
give me Duo.�

�� Well� you
asked for it.�

�� Suddenly,
Duo jerked my pants down around my knees, my underwear going right along with
them, leaving me trapped and exposed.

�� Duo!�

�� Hey, you
did ask for it.�

�� Not this,
you dummy! Let me go!�

�� Nuh-uh. I
have plans for the cute blonde.�

�� Duo!� I
growled, blushing fiercely as Duo dipped his head and kissed the tip of my
erection. I threw my head back, moaning, as he took the head of it in his
mouth, stroking it with his tongue. Then, suddenly, he stabbed his tongue into
the slit, making me buck my hips and gasp for breath. He pulled his mouth off
then, probably worried that I�d end this all too soon, and began kissing his
way down my shaft.

�� You see,
Quat, a lot of guys focus way too much on how deep they can get it as opposed
to what they can do. Depth is great, sure, but it takes patience and practice
to learn, and it�s really not such a big deal once you have it. Making sure to
pay special attention to what turns them on, though, that makes all the
difference. And,� he said, pausing to deliver one long lick to the length of my
shaft, �don�t be afraid to fondle,� he told me, taking my testicles in the palm
of his hand and gently caressing them. �Whether you�re stroking his balls or
just rubbing his thighs, don�t forget to bring your hands into the game. A
triple assault can really send a guy over the top,� he told me, then began to
knead my thighs as he took my shaft back into him mouth, bobbing his head and
giving a gentle suction that left me almost incoherent.

�� L-let me
try,� I managed to gasp, even thought the last thing I wanted Duo to do was
stop. He pulled back, letting my member leave his mouth with a small pop, and
stood up, taking his pants off and stepping out of them in one quick motion.
Freed from its cloth confines, his member stood out firmly erect, nestled in a
patch of dark chestnut hairs and pointed in my direction.

�� For a
minute, I was nervous. Duo was longer than Trowa, thought still slightly
smaller than Master. I was afraid, for an instant, of messing up or not being
very good, but it faded in a moment. That was what I was doing here, right? I
was trying to learn.�

I moved off the couch and knelt in
front of Duo, watching as his erection bobbed in front of me. I leaned forward,
darting my tongue out to taste the skin of the head, and was rewarded with the
sight of Duo shivering, his erection convulsing at the sensation.

�You sure know how to tempt a man,�
Duo said, placing his hands on my shoulders to steady himself. �God, Quat, do
you know how tempting you look? With that innocent blush on your face and that
hungry look in your eyes, you�re the picture of a virgin slut.�

�I haven�t been a virgin for a long
time,� I said, not sure if I should be offended.

�Yeah, but the best lays are the
ones that aren�t but act like it, you get me?� he asked, and I shook my head.
�Look, you probably don�t understand this because I know you�re first time was
by force and all, but virgins are notoriously bad lays, even if they�re trying.
The masters like them because they�re rare, but that�s about all they�ve got
going for them, you get me? They don�t know what to do, they don�t have any
idea what pleases a guy, and they tend to cry through the whole thing. What
you�ve got going for you, Quat, is that you�ve got the same kind of innocent
look that the virgins have, but you�re ready for what�s coming. If you can just
remember this feeling, the one you had with me and Trowa and Zechs your first
time with each of us, you could do damn well at Collar. Fuck, seeing a pure
little angel like your turn into a naughty sex kitten is bound to make all
those sick bastards come in their pants, not to mention what it�ll do for
Zechs� rep.�

�You really think I could be a help
to Master?� I asked, and Duo smiled at me.

�You stick with me, kid, and we�ll
wow �em all at the parties, right? Now, perhaps we could turn our attention to�
other business?� he asked, glancing at his still painfully erect cock.

�Oh! I�m sorry, I just can�t seem
to pay attention today.�

�So I�ve noticed,� Duo said
distastefully, but rolled his eyes back and moaned appreciatively as I took the
head of his member into my mouth and swirled my tongue around his slit. I
sucked gently, as Duo had done to me, using my tongue to gently tease the
underside of his member. Duo moaned again, bucking his hips only slightly, but
I wasn�t ready for his member to go deeper into my mouth and I had to pull back
for fear that I would gag.

I glanced up at Duo, afraid that he
would be annoyed, but I still only found a friendly smile on his face.

�Here, let me show you a trick,� he
said, taking my hand and wrapping it around the base of his member. �If you
aren�t too good with depth yet, you can always hold they guy�s dick, that way
you�ll hit into your fist before he thrusts too deep. And if you use your other
hand to fondle him at the same time, he�ll never realize that he isn�t getting
any depth.�

�You�re a really good top,� I told
him, using my hands as he�d showed me then taking his erection back into my
mouth. Duo placed his hand on my head, giving me a few minutes to get adjusted,
then suddenly shoved my head forward. As he�d said, my mouth hit into my fist
without ever going far enough to choke me. I hummed in response and Duo moaned
in appreciation.

�You see,� Duo said, his voice
slightly breathless because of my ministrations. �You�ve got to be a good
bottom to be a great top. If you only top, you have no idea what signs to pick
up on to keep your bottom safe and happy,� Duo said, using the hand on my head
to push me back so that he fell out of my mouth. �Like, right now, you keep
fidgeting because your knees are starting to cramp up from sitting on the
carpet like that, so I�m about to move us to the floor. If I were only a top,
I�d have no way to pick up on those signals. Being a good top,� Duo said as he
pressed me down to the floor on my back, �is actually a lot harder than being a
bottom because as a top you have to fight your own instinct to seek your
pleasure. As a bottom, when the top has you in position and is thrusting into
you, you simply need to lie back and find what makes you hot. As a good top,
though, you need to remember to set your pleasure aside and watch your lover
closely to make sure he�s reaching for his own climax. Otherwise the top gets
off and the bottom gets pissed off.�

�So, you�re showing me how to be a
good bottom��

��In order to make you a good top,�
Duo said as I laid down and he pulled my legs over his shoulders, running his
hands down my thighs all the way to my butt. �You have to remember, the top is
usually, though not always, the dominant one, so the pressure to make sure the
sex is good almost always falls on the top. By realizing this, you can be a
better bottom by more actively engaging, and be a good top by being sensitive
to your bottom. And then you can try topping from the bottom and bottoming from
the top and working from the side and��

�Duo, I think I�m good with just
top and bottom right now.�

�You got it, buddy. And, speaking
of bottoms, my yours is firm yet soft. I have to say, Kitty, I approve!�

�Duo!�

�Here, let�s turn you over and get
a good view of that fine ass.�

�No, don�t!� I gasped, but Duo was
stronger than me and he had already managed to roll me over before I�d even
managed to finish asking him.

�� What�s
wrong?� Duo wondered, confused, and I blushed at my own outburst.

�� It�s just�
I don�t want you to see�� I told him, but Duo just frowned more deeply, not
understanding what I was saying.

�� See wha-
Oh,� he said, as he finally noticed it.

�� I know.
It�s awful,� I told him, hiding my face in my arms. I had almost forgotten
about it, but I knew it must be horrendous in the stark light.

�� It�s awful
that it happened, but the scars are only barely visible, Quat.�

�� You don�t
have to lie. I know it must be bad.�

�� It really
isn�t. If I were two steps further back I wouldn�t even notice it. I mean, I�m
pretty sure your lovers will always notice it unless you�re doing something
really distracting, but it�s barely noticeable. Besides, Heero�s got some nasty
scarring on his back, and he�s no less attractive for it. Hell, I love to run
my hands along all the ridges and lines when he�s got me on my back givin� it
to me deep. The skin�s really sensitive around it, too, so it gives him a
special thrill.�

�� R-really?�

�� Oh yeah!
Here, I�ll show you,� he said, and I felt him move and lean over him, then his
tongue was running along the scar at the base of my back. I shivered at the
sensation. �It gets Heero a little more than you because his scars are a lot
worse. You�ve seen them, haven�t you?�

�� Yes, at
Collar. They looked� so painful.�

�� I�m sure
they were at the time, but now the worst is his consciousness about them. I
think Zechs has helped him get over it some, but I�ve always got to remind him
that they don�t make him look ugly. If anything, they show his strength, and
that�s a real turn-on for me.�

�� That�s a
beautiful way to think of it, Duo. Heero�s really lucky to have you.�

�� You sap,�
Duo teased. �You ready to get down to it, or are we gonna gossip all night?�

�� That
wasn�t-�� I started, but forgot what I was going to say Duo parted my cheeks
and began rubbing his thumb against my hole. I felt something slick lubricating
my entrance and realized that Duo must have been getting the lube behind my back.
I moaned as he pushed the digit into me, but he retracted it just as quickly.

�� I might be
Shinigami, but I don�t think I can keep this up much longer. Come on, on your
knees,� he said, pulling my hips back until I was on my hands and knees. I felt
more than saw him come up behind me and grab my hips, pulling me backwards
until I was fully impaled on his shaft. He began thrusting and I rocked with
him, but was unable to get a firm enough base to thrust back.

�� Here, bend
your elbows,� Duo instructed, pushing me down until my weight rested on my arms
instead of my hands. With this way, slanted forward and down, I had more
leverage to buck back against Duo and meet his thrusts without being shoved
forward.

�� Oh Duo!� I
gasped, feeling his strong thrust prodding against my prostrate and sending
fireworks up behind my eyes.

�� You wanna
try something fun, let me show you some good moves,� Duo said, then suddenly
pulled back on my thighs, causing me to fall flat to the floor.

�� What are
you doing?� I gasped, dazed and confused.

�� Showing
you some positions other than the standard. Don�t worry, we won�t do many. I
don�t think either of us could handle much more of this, but I want to give you
a taste of what other positions feel like. From there you can make up some of
your own,� he said, pressing my legs together. I was completely laid out then,
with my legs pinned together by Duo�s thighs and my arms pinned beneath me. I
was completely helpless to move as Duo gently pressed into me, feeling strange
because my legs were closed, then pulled back out. It was an odd sensation, but
not one that I disliked, and as Duo sped up his movements I found that I
enjoyed the new sensations and new places that were being rubbed.

�Do these positions have names I
should be remembering?� I wondered breathlessly.

�� Eh, they
probably do, but only dweebs actually learn them. Most photographers are going
to put you in the position anyway, and everybody has their own name for each
position, so there�s really no point in memorizing anything. One man�s Dancing
Chicken is another man�s Groping Fire Hydrant.�

I started to ask him what in the
world those positions looked like, but Duo was creating such delightful
feelings inside of me that I was quickly past speaking. I started panting soon,
already quickly approaching climax when Duo stopped and pulled out.

�� Not so
fast, little kitty. Let�s try a couple more things before you go blowing your
load,� Duo said, grinning as he pushed me to my side, put one of my legs over
his shoulder, and thrust inside again. I gasped at the sensation. Where the
last one had closed me, this one forced my legs open as far as they would go,
leaving me stretched and vulnerable. I looked down at the way we were
positioned, with my legs as wide open as they�d as they go, with Duo kneeling
between my thighs and thrusting into me.

�Oh Allah! We must look like we�re
straight out of a cheap porno!�

�� I�ve got
news for you, Quat. If I�m in it, it�s not cheap,� Duo said, thrusting quickly.
I sobbed and writhed, feeling Duo tempt me tantalizingly with thrusts that this
position made too shallow to do more than drive me crazy, too far gone with
lust to care if I looked like a hussy or not.

�� Alright,
alright, let�s try something else,� Duo said, pulling out enough to turn me
onto my back. I put my thighs over his shoulders, eager to have him back inside
me, but he put them down to wrap around his hips before pushing back inside of
me. I threw my head back, moaning, but Duo didn�t start thrusting even though I
was desperate for movement. Instead, he pulled me into a sitting position and
wrapped my arms around his neck.

�� Now this
is the fun part of having a light bottom,� he said, grinning, and suddenly he
stood up, taking me with him and holding me up with only his hips and his arms.
He began thrusting, causing my entire body to bounce with his movements. He
pounded me, but there was nothing for me to hold onto to thrust back. I was
rocked by the thrusts of his hips surging up like a wave and then pulling me
back down onto his hips, but it still just wasn�t enough. I think Duo knew it
wouldn�t be, though, because he was grinning evilly down at me when I finally
managed to look at him. Without something to brace against, there was no way to
get a rhythm or any speed.

�� Here,� Duo
said finally after just a few, powerful thrusts, �hold onto the shelf,� he
said, pressing me back against one of the bookshelves that lined the walls. It
was heavy and anchored to the floor, so I wasn�t worried it would tip over, but
I knew we�d probably knock a few books off, at the very least.

�� Wufe�s
going to have a cow,� I whispered, taking a firm hold on the edged of the
bookshelf above my head anyway as Duo braced my back against it. One of the
shelves dug into my shoulders, but I was too far gone to care.

�� I doubt
he�d ever guess that someone would ever so debase his precious books. He�d go
mental if he found out, though, so let�s not tell him,� Duo said, then pulled
back and thrust into me. Braced as I was against the shelf Duo was able to give
me a powerful thrust, then I managed to hold myself up with my arms as he
pulled back, my legs still wrapped around his waist, and shoved home again. I
gasped, moving my legs to his shoulders to allow for even deeper penetration,
as he once again shoved home.

�� My manhood,
by this time, was leaking precum all the way down my shaft and onto my thighs.
My body was tight as a bowstring, humming on the verge of orgasm and just
waiting for one stroke or one thrust to send us over the edge. My eyes watered
as the sensations overwhelmed when Duo once again hit my prostrate, but it just
wasn�t enough.

�� Holy hell,
Quat,� Duo said, pausing fully inside of me to lick the tears from my face.
Folded almost in two and pinned against a wall, I could only pant helplessly as
Duo kissed me deeply. �I think it�s time to end this,� he said against my lips,
finally as breathless as I was, and pulled back until he was just barely still
inside of me.

�� I expected
him to thrust home, but instead he put both my legs on his right shoulder, then
turned me over as he put me on the ground. It was a graceful move and I don�t
know how he managed to do it, but it ended with me being bent over, still
braced against the shelf, with Duo standing behind me, his member still inside
of me.

�� And then
Duo gave me a powerful thrust, at the same time reaching in front of me to
massage my painfully neglected member, and with that single thrust I was
overwhelmed. I screamed as my orgasm blinded me, and finally blacked out.

�� I couldn�t
have blacked out for long, because when I came to Duo was still panting,
although somehow he�d managed to get us curled up on the couch with me on his
chest.

�� W-what
happened?� I wondered dazedly, looking up to find Duo flushed and grinning.

�� You were
spectacular, that�s what happened,� Duo said, giving me a quick peck on the
lips. �You blacked out there at the end, but that scream was gorgeous. I gotta
say, I think I got off just from the sound of that.�

�� I was
good, what about you? Now I know why everyone says they die a little when they
sleep with you. I didn�t think I was going to survive that. I thought I�d at
least go out of my mind. It was amazing!�

�� Yeah,
well, actually, don�t completely rule that death thing out yet. You� you kind
of creamed all over Wufei�s history section.�

�� I what?
Oh, Duo, how could you? He�ll kill us both!�

�� Me? What
did I do? You�re the one who needs to watch his aim!�

�� Well I�m
sorry, but I was out of my mind with lust!� I huffed. �Maybe we could just� you
know� wipe it off?�

�� I tried
that already. The book was leather bound. It stains.�

�� Maybe he
won�t notice?�

�� Wufei?
Come on. He�d notice if we picked the damn thing up, then fingerprint it for
evidence.�

�� What are
we going to do?� I asked desperately, staring at Duo�s frowning face�

�� Which
suddenly broke into a huge grin. I blame the post-orgasmic fog in my brain for
why it took me so long to connect the dots.

�� I didn�t
get anything on the books, did I?� I asked, feeling completely exasperated but
unable to deny that it was a pretty good joke.

�� Nope. I
managed to pull you back and catch it just as you blacked out. Good thing, too,
because you were aiming for Fei�s poetry section, and he really would have
skinned us for that.�

�� You ass.
You had me really worried,� I scolded.

�� I�m
sorry,� he said, although he didn�t really look it, and then kissed my
forehead. �I just couldn�t pass it up.��

�� Because
you�re a jerk.�

�� I like to
think of it as mischievous.�

�� Speaking
of Wufei and the others, do you think they�re done yet?� I wondered. �I�m kind
of hungry. I was thinking we could all grab a shower and make a pizza or
something.�

�� Hey,
there�s an idea. Let�s go see if the guys are done yet.�

�� And if
they�re not?�

�� Isn�t that
even more fun?�

171 Trowa

�� We gave
ourselves a rest on the next day. It was Tuesday, so we didn�t feel any rush,
and we were all a little exhausted and oversexed. The day slipped by quietly,
teetering on the edge of awkward but never quite going over. I spent a lot of
time cuddling with Quatre when I wasn�t working on my training or schooling. I
don�t know if it was because of Quatre or me, but we both seemed to crave each
other�s touch. I found Duo and Heero were doing the same thing in their own way
(by holding a fighting match and then screwing like bunnies) so I assumed it
was probably because we were all trying to re-cement the bond with our lovers
after having shared them. It was an odd situation, because I had never felt so
drawn to one person before and never before had it felt strange to know that
another man was sleeping with my partner. With Quatre, though, I got an uneasy
feeling every time I thought of him with another person, which was ridiculous
because not only did he routinely sleep with Master, but I had also always expected
him to sleep with others. There was no remote possibility of not allowing
others to have him, and to deny that fact would be futile. Still, I continued
to crave the feeling of Quatre in my arms that day and the knowledge that,
whatever had gone on between him and Duo, Quatre had returned to me. I could
only hope that he gained the same reassurances from my presence.

�� At the same
time� I wondered if I shouldn�t push him away. I wondered if he couldn�t find a
much better, stronger lover if I only moved aside. After all, how many times
had I failed him so far? How many times had I been helpless in the face of his
problems, only able to step aside so that Master could come to the rescue. What
right did I have to monopolize his time and affections in this way if I
couldn�t even protect him from himself?

�� But I
wasn�t strong enough to push him away, and I knew better than to say anything.
Quatre would get upset and deny that I had failed him. And Quatre was upset
enough, thinking that I would leave him for one of the others. As though it was
as simple as walking into another room. It stung a little, to realize that
Quatre didn�t understand how strong my love for him was. He held my heart in
his hands, but he had never looked down at it. I couldn�t blame him, though. It
really wasn�t much of an offering, as battered and shriveled as it was. And
with Quatre�s outgoing nature and loving personality, seeing me was probably
like staring into the shadows from the sun.

�� I was
getting used to the feeling though. After all, I had spent a good portion of my
life pretending to be a shadow. Master had managed to pull me partway into the
light, but I don�t think I ever really belonged there. Some how, Master had
managed to assemble one of the most brightly shining teams of slaves from the
wretches of Collar. Wufei was brilliant, Heero was strong, Duo was sex on legs,
and Quatre had a soul bright enough to outshine anyone in the room. It seemed
that the only error that Master had made was with me. Perhaps I was the top of the
bottom of the barrel, since Master had only been able to choose from the Duke�s
most worthless slaves, but even that seemed like a far stretch.

�� Had he
known all along? I couldn�t help but wonder as I watched the others practice
their routines. Had he known how quickly his slaves would be able to improve if
given even the slightest affection? Certainly there had been trials in
overcoming our demons, but I couldn�t imagine that the other masters would
treat their slaves so harshly if a few kind words could turn them into real
Collar competitors. Was it some kind of extra perception that Master had, to
seek out the slaves with potential? Or was it merely luck? The others were too
strong for me to believe that fate alone had brought them together, but the only
reason I could fathom for my own presence was chance, so I had to conclude that
it was some strange mixture of both.

�� It was
Wednesday afternoon before I felt confident enough to approach Duo. Heero was
in the pool and Quatre wanted to corner him before he came back inside, so I
decided to approach Duo while he was working on his flexibility and gymnastics.
I found him in the gym, moving to some kind of fast-paced tribal beat while he
practiced an amazingly agile gymnastics routine. Duo wasn�t as slender as I was
or as strong as Heero, but he managed to twist and toss himself around like a
professional gymnast. More than that, Duo had a natural grace, a predatory
allure that made him seem almost supernatural.

He moved like an animal stalking
his prey. The leaps and bounds he made on the matted floor had the air of a
dominant male showing off his skills to attract a mate. Even the way the sweat
glistened as it drifted down his bare torso before soaking into the band of his
black shorts seemed only to enhance his masculinity. The way he moved,
springing from one side of the mat to the other, then lunging back across,
slinking to the adjacent side and then finally doing a back flip into the final
side seemed like he was marking his territory and preparing his property to
keep and defend his mate. He landed on his hands and knees, staying low enough
to rub his belly against the mat, then suddenly arched back and spread his
arms. In that pose, it wouldn�t have surprised me to hear him roar, although he
only threw his head back and let the final chords of the song wash over him.

�� When the
last notes left the air, his head snapped forward and his eyes settled directly
on my waiting form. He grinned, and I had a strange reminder of an old saying
in one of my books, about the cat who ate the cream. Was there a saying for the
cat who was about to eat the cream? Because that was the look Duo gave to me,
and I was beginning to feel decidedly� lactic.

�� Duo stood
easily from his position, throwing a cocky grin in my direction and I could
almost see the bravado rolling off of him. He waved me in as he walked to a
nearby bench and grabbed a bottle of water, taking a swig and wiping his face
on a towel before turning to me.�

�� You like
the show?� he asked, that cocky smile still on his face.

�� It was
amazing.�

�� Gotta love
the generic praise, but what did you really think?� he asked me, his voice
going slightly more serious even as his friendly demeanor remained unchanged. I
paused to consider if my actual thoughts would upset him, but decided that
having an opinion was probably better than not answering him.

�� You�re not
as flexible as I imagined,� I admitted earnestly. �Although you are a good bit
more skilled than I had thought. Your flips are quite impressive.�

�� Didn�t get
where I am today by giving a good lapdance,� Duo said smugly, pouring the rest
of his drink over his head. I really wished he hadn�t done that, because I
couldn�t help but let my eyes follow the trails of water, especially as he
turned away and I was given full view of the droplets slipping down the curve
of his spine. As he turned back, I felt myself blush and turned quickly away,
but I knew he�d caught me looking.

�� So, you
here for a little R �n R?� he asked me, and I gave him a puzzled look.

�� Rest and
relaxation?� I asked him, cocking my head in confusion.

�� Actually,
I was referring to rocking and rolling, but I�m sure I could help you� relax,
if that�s what you need,� he said, letting his smile morph into a lusty leer. I
hesitated for a moment, wondering if I should simply let him have me, then
turned to the mat and did a handspring into the middle.

�� Let me
show you something about� flexibility,� I told him, falling into a perfect
front split as I spoke. Duo grinned even more widely, if that�s possible, and
turned the music back on before joining me on the mat. I moved my legs to the
side, rolling onto my back and springing backwards onto my feet. I was thankful
that I was wearing loose cotton shorts that didn�t restrict my movement, and I quickly
removed my shirt to give my arms better range.

�� When I
turned back, Duo had sunk down with one knee bent under him and the other
straight out to the side, in ready position to spring or lunge depending on
what I decided to do. He was still grinning, his eyes trained on my movements,
and I could tell that I�d managed to bring out every dominant instinct in him.

�� And in a
flash, I realized that I had meant to do it all along. I knew, with a strange
certainty, that I was craving the feeling of a dominant male. I wanted Duo to
pursue me, if only for a little while. I wanted to know that someone thought I
was worth pursuing, and that someone would defend me for a little bit. I wanted
Duo in his most aggressive, dominating personality. I wanted to know that he
had the situation totally in hand. I wanted, for just one instance, to be able
to forget all my uncertainty about Quatre and how I should handle our
relationship. I wanted someone else to take control, someone stronger and more
confident, who would lead me unflinchingly. I wanted Duo to dominate me.

�� But he
wasn�t quite there yet. There was still too much mischief in his eyes, too much
playfulness and not enough raw adrenaline. His workout had got him started, but
I would need him far more wound up for the kind of sex I was craving.

�� Besides,
the female would never simply give herself to the male. Even if she wants it in
the end, she makes him earn it.

�� I tumbled
onto the mat, doing a front flip and adding several rolls to it until I had
reached the opposite side of the mat. I lay on my back for a moment before
kicking my legs up and moving into a handstand. From the angle, I could see
that Duo was still waiting to see what I would do. I listened for a moment to
the music and realized that, instead of the tribal song there had been a minute
ago, there was now a pop and techno mix playing. The beat was still strong and
fast, though, and I realized that it was the perfect kind of song for a lust
performance. I let my feet come down until they touched the mat near my head so
that it seemed like I had done a backbend, then shoved upwards with my arms and
stood.

�� The tempo
of the song slowed for a moment and I took the time to pull one foot up behind
me until it was practically touching my head. I closed my eyes and leaned my
head back, reveling in the pull on the muscles, so only had the warning of a
quick footfall before I felt Duo in front of me, holding my taller form around
the middle while his other hand took advantage of my position to run a hand up my
thigh and cup my rear. He undulated against me, rubbing our groins together as
both members found growing interest in our activities. It was too easy, though,
and after a moment I dropped to the ground rolled away, leaving Duo to lunge
ineffectually after me.

�� I
cartwheeled away from him, doing a few without my hands, then turning to face
Duo, a smile playing on my lips. I realized suddenly that my low mood had
completely disappeared and that I was actually feeling slightly excited. I saw
that Duo had managed to catch on to my game, and was doing a spinning back flip
in my direction. He landed only a few inches in front of me and I had to be
impressed with his control. He leaned toward me, intent, I think, on stealing a
kiss, but I leaned into a backbend instead. He didn�t seem disappointed,
though, and instead began to plant kisses on my chest and toward my navel. I
thrust my hips upward, brushing my weeping erection against his collarbone, but
he seemed just as set on tormenting me as I was on tormenting him, and ignored
it. I huffed in annoyance, dropping out of the backbend and twisting away Duo,
I tumbled to the other side, leaving Duo growling in frustration.

�� I rolled
away, stopping when I was laying on my side a few feet away from Duo. I pushed
myself up on one arm until I was touching the mat with only my hand and the
heel of one foot, while the other leg came up, tempting Duo�s eager eyes with a
full view of my straining groin.

�� I may have
pushed it a little far then, because I saw Duo grin maliciously as he launched
himself at me, knocking me onto my back and pinning me to the floor. The breath
was knocked out of me as Duo landed on my chest, shoving my knees up to my
shoulders as he slipped between my legs.

�� But once I
was in that position, awkward as it was, Duo stopped and gave me a moment to
catch my breath. He moved slowly then, running his hands down my thighs, over
my knees, and to my ankles, where he tenderly kissed the top of one foot and
began working his way back up.

�� God, I
love these legs,� he said breathlessly against my thigh, nibbling the juncture
of my leg, pushing my shorts back until I was almost exposed. �They�re
everywhere,� he said, pulling back to give my left leg the same treatment as
the right, �and they go on for fucking ever,� he told me, then stopped as he
began his second rain of kisses. �Every guy I fuck should have these legs,� he
said as he reached the other side of my groin. �They�re fucking gorgeous.�

�� I couldn�t
help the blush that spread across my face that time. It wasn�t that no one had
ever told me I was beautiful, but no one had ever done it with such certainty
and sincerity before. And having that person be Shinigami, the most beautiful
slave in Collar, was more than I could take, and I had to turn my face away.

�� Hey,� I
heard as Duo took my face in his hand and turned me back to him. His expression
was concerned, and the sexual intensity had faded to the background in the face
of his worry. �What�s wrong?� he asked, but I only shook my head. How could he
understand? Duo had always been a star. How could he understand the fears of a
shadow?

�� Instead of
pushing, though, Duo leaned forward and kissed me gently on the lips. I could
feel how hot his body was above me and how tight his shoulders were under my
hands, I knew what it must have cost him to go slow after all the torment I�d
put him through. But I could feel, too, that he was right about needing to
breathe for a moment and I knew that somehow I had managed to let the situation
get away from me. Perhaps Duo�s comment had thrown me for a moment, but his
soft, passionate kiss grounded me and pulled me back into the right state of
mind.

�� The soft
kiss only lasted for a moment, and then Duo was pushing his tongue into my
mouth as he thrust his hips against mine, grinding our erections together.
Then, never releasing my lips from our kiss, he slid his hands down to my hips
and pushed my pants down, leaving me bare and exposed.

�� I slipped
out of his grasp then, still not ready to let the game end. Sliding backwards
and away from Duo, I left my pants in his grip as I slid away, rolling to the
other side of the mat once I managed to dodge his hands. Duo growled in
frustration, throwing my shorts across the room. Glaring at me, he sat back on
his heals and waited for me to move. Seeing that he had no intention of
pursuing me this time, I leapt to the other side of the mat, turned, and with
two quick steps to start began to slide across the mat on my knees.

�� I saw my
mistake the instant Duo began to move, but I was too slow to change course, and
I ended up sliding right up to him as he spread his feet and straddled my form,
putting my face just inches from his fabric-covered crotch. His erection jutted
in my direction, straining against the cloth that confined it. I laid my cheek
against his thigh, pressing my nose to his member and gently mouthing him
through the cloth. He hissed in arousal, placing his hands on my shoulders to
steady himself as my hands came up to kneed at his calves. I licked him then,
through his shorts, all the way from the bottom of his arousal to where I
guessed the tip was, then ducked smoothly between his legs and rolled away. He
growled as he turned to face me, his hands still clenching the air where my
shoulders should have been.

�� I�ve had
about enough of this game,� Duo growled dangerously, and I realized that he
meant to put a stop to my play, but there was nothing I could do. I wasn�t
terribly disappointed. I�d been having fun, but I was just as hard as Duo, and
perhaps more ready to finish our play.

�� Duo leapt
at me, getting more distance than I had thought possible, and knocked me flat
onto my back. I turned, but only succeeded in turning onto my stomach, which is
exactly where Duo wanted me. He pinned me, putting his full weight on my legs
so that I couldn�t thrash, and pressed his cock against my ass, letting me feel
how hard he was for me. My own, trapped between my body and the floor, felt a
sharp thrill of pleasure in knowing that I had caused such a reaction in Duo.

�� But Duo
didn�t bask in the knowledge that he had caught me for long. Instead, he set
his hands to work kneading at the muscles of my shoulders, back, and sides. He
kissed his way from my shoulder up my neck, until he finally found my ear and
flicked his tongue along the edge of it, causing me to shiver in desire.

�� Looks like
somebody�s got a sensitive spot,� Duo teased, blowing his hot breath across the
sensitive skin of my shoulders. I could only gasp in response as Duo flexed his
hips, digging his manhood into me and tempting me with just how close we were
to being one. He paused and one of his hands disappeared from their torment,
giving me a moment to think enough to beg.�

�� Please,� I
gasped, thrusting my hips back against him. �Please, take me!�

�� Nuh-uh,�
Duo said, and I could hear his grin. �Not until you sing for me,� he said, then
thrust two saliva-wet fingers inside of me.

�� Ngg-ahhh!�
I screamed, bucking against his fingers, trying to do anything to get the
leverage to thrust backwards. Duo just laughed, moving his finger languidly
inside of me, never deep enough to set me off but always close enough to drive
me crazy.

�� That�s
what I like to hear,� Duo said as I moaned particularly deeply, �but I think
we�ve had about enough fun,� he said, and his fingers left me.

�� Duo moved
off my legs, pushing my hips up so that I was on my knees with my face still
resting on the floor. He pushed my legs slightly apart, giving him easy access
to my opening, then knelt between my parted legs. He positioned himself against
my hole and then took a firm hold on my hips, preparing to thrust himself
forward.�

It was only then that I realized,
with a sudden clarity, that we were about to be joined as one, and despite all
my teasing and preparation, I felt a sudden flutter of fear. What if he wasn�t
impressed? What if he suddenly realized how much less than I was than him? What
if I wasn�t enough?

I must have made a noise, a whimper
of some kind, because Duo suddenly stopped, the head of his penis still pressed
against my hole, and leaned down to gently kiss and nip the back of my neck.

�You alright?� he asked
breathlessly. I could only gasp and nod, thrusting backwards as much as his
solid hold on my hips would allow. �You�re too damn sexy,� he complained,
giving me a thrust that was too shallow to penetrate me. �I can�t help myself.
I just want to ravish you,� he said slowly, beginning to punctuate his words
with tiny thrusts that were slowly pushing the head of his cock through the
tight ring of muscle at my entrance. �I want to run my hands over every part of
these gorgeous legs, and then finger fuck you until you sing an opera. I want
to stare into those damn green gems you call eyes until I know every thought in
your head before you even think it. Unfortunately, I am but a man,� he said,
the edge of amusement coming back to his voice as he leaned his head against my
back. Did I dare believe him? Was that really how he saw me? �You�re amazing.
Beautiful, athletic, witty, but there�s only so much I can take, and you�ve
already pushed me past the limits I thought I had. So� tell me?� he asked, a
gently lilt of pleading coming into his voice. As though he even needed to ask.

�Yes,� I gasped. �Please, take me.
Please!�

And then he thrust powerfully
inside of me, and I almost came right then. He quickly fell into a rhythm,
jerking my hips back against his powerful thrusts even as I tried to move with
him. We had played too much for a long session, and he neared completion
quickly, reaching around me to grab my manhood as his thrusts quickened and he
approached climax. I came after only a few strong strokes, spilling my seed
onto the padding beneath me, and he came inside me only a few moments later.

We fell into a twisted pile of
sweaty, exhausted limbs. Still attached, I had pillowed myself against Duo�s
chest as he rubbed his cheek against my hair and we both tried to catch our
breath.

�Hell, gorgeous, if I�d a known you
could do that, I would a had you in here weeks ago,� Duo teased, kissing my
temple. I only hummed in response, too tired to keep up with Duo�s witty
banter. I just wanted to bask in the glow of the night.

Because� maybe I still wasn�t as
good as the others� but if I was half as good as Duo said I was� maybe I could
get there. Maybe� maybe I really could belong with them.

172 Heero

�� I knew
Quatre was watching me well before he realized that I knew. I was doing laps in
the pool when I heard the door to the patio open and close, and saw with my
peripheral vision a blonde head moving slowly and quietly in my direction. I
smiled to myself, deciding that if he wanted to watch me for a while without
making himself known, I was fine with that. I turned, careful not to look his
way, and arched my back perhaps a little more gracefully than usual as I pushed
off. It went on like that for a bit while I finished my exercise and Quatre
worked up his nerve, until Quatre was finally only a foot away from the pool
and I was tired of pretending. I pushed off as usual, diving under the water,
but turned just as I went passed him and surfaced at the edge of the pool
directly in front of him.

�� You knew I
was here the whole time!� he accused, smiling and delighted by my trick as he
knelt in front of me. �And here I was worrying that I�d be disturbing you!� he
said, still grinning. I noticed now that I could look directly at him that he
was still wearing his pajamas, which consisted of gauzy blue harem pants and a
short, silk vest. None of us really paid too much attention to our wardrobe
anymore, not with Master so unconcerned about it and with how busy we all were,
but Quatre seemed to like to dress up every once in a while. Watching the thin
material mold against his alabaster skin, I couldn�t help but be glad Quatre
still preened once in a while.

�� What
brings you to the far side of the pool?� I wondered, still floating languidly
in the water.

�� I� ah� I
just wanted�� he trailed, a blush rising to his face. I had known what he was
after since the moment he set foot on the patio, but I was also curious to see
just how adventurous Quatre had gotten since he had begun having sex. It seemed
that he still couldn�t articulate his needs, even if he could finally fulfill
them.

�� Can you
swim?� I asked him, startling him out of his stuttering.

�� Um� I can
float alright. Why do you� Ack!� he yelped as I surged upwards and pulled him
in.

�� The water
was warm without being tepid and just deep enough that my toes would touch the
bottom if I submerged my head. I pulled Quatre away from the edge as he
struggled feebly against me, but I was confident in my ability to keep us both
afloat. When we reached the center of the pool, Quatre gave up his efforts to
reach the edge and simply clung to me like a life preserver. I held him gently,
basking in the feeling of his body against mine, his slim legs wrapped around
my waist and his arms around my shoulders. We bobbed for a few minutes, until
Quatre finally started getting over his fear of being submerged and his
deathgrip on my shoulders eased slightly. He pulled back slightly and gave me
an upset little glare.

�� My clothes
are going to be ruined,� he said, pouting. I smiled and gently kissed his
forehead.

�� Master
will buy you more,� I assured him, knowing he probably already had three copies
of the same outfit.

�� You could
have just asked,� he said, pressing his forehead against my shoulder. �I would
have come in with you.�

�� Mm, but
you wouldn�t have come out this deep with me. Besides, my way was quicker.�

�� So what do
we do now, oh great god of the pool? Sit and wait for the sharks?� he asked,
smirking up at me.

�� If I�m the
pool god, does that make you the princess?�

�� Prince.�

�� My
mistake,� I teased, and he stuck his tongue out at me. I laughed and spun us
both around, drifting languidly back toward the edge. When we reached it, I
grabbed on, not because I needed the support, but to keep us from floating off
again. I had assumed that Quatre would grab for the ledge as well and pull
himself out, but he stayed curled against me, never once pulling away as we
floated there for several minutes.

�� It�s been
a long time since I�ve held you like this,� I whispered pressing my forehead
against Quatre�s.

�It seems like it, doesn�t it?� he
replied, closing his eyes. �But it�s one been� a month? Two? And yet it feels
like ages since��

�It seems like it was another life.
Like everything before now was just blur of pain and misery.�

�Did I ever thank you for that?� he
wondered, resting his cheek on my shoulder. �For being so nice to me? I don�t
think I could have managed without you.�

�Don�t give me too much credit,� I
warned him. �I don�t think anyone could have stood against those puppy-eyes
when you were hurt that badly. Master never had a chance, that�s for sure.�

�Master�s just got a big heart and
a soft touch. I don�t think I�ll even understand why he picked me.�

�It doesn�t make sense, does it?� I
said, and only when Quatre gave me a hurt look did I realize how that sounded.
�Not that he picked you, dummy,� I assured. �But� have you noticed that he
always picked the worst slaves anyone had to offer? I was considered trash at
Collar, two steps away from being thrown in an incinerator. You were an
outcast, almost a ghost of a person. Trowa was nearly a robot, unfeeling and
barely alive. And Duo and Wufei were considered the biggest challenges in
Collar, untamable, uncontrollable, and deadly. Look at what he turned that
group of misfits and menaces into. I have wonder� was it by design, or by
accident? Did Master watch us before he bought us? Or� could someone else have
been pulling strings to bring us together?�

�No,� Quatre answered without
hesitation. �I don�t think anyone premeditated what kind of team we�d become�
but I don�t think it was an accident either.�

�What do you mean?�

�You know how I can sense people�s
emotions without even trying? I think it�s something like that.�

�You mean Master�s an empathy?� I
asked, but Quatre shook his head.

�He�s not an empathy, but he can
read people like I do. It�s like� like he can see inside them, see who they
really are, and see what they can do. That�s who he chose us, because he could
tell that we would work well with him and together, and that we had a lot of
potential for Collar.�

�So�� I wondered, feeling a chill
run down my spine. �Do you think that�s the only reason he chose us? Because we
would help him win Collar.� I left the other half of the question unspoken. If
it was true, and he did only want us for Collar, what would happen if we lost?

�No, I don�t think that at all,�
Quatre said, cupping my face in reassurance. �I think Master has this talent,
but I don�t think he�s at all aware of it. He might have felt a connection with
us, a feeling that we would be good to have around, but it wouldn�t be much
more than that. Trust me. I know Master has lots of secrets he keeps from us,
but I�ve never once got the feeling that he was using us. Sometimes I worry
that we�re using him,� he said, and then let his head fall onto my shoulder, as
though the subject was too hard to talk about.

I let us soak a few more minutes in
silence, then helped Quatre out and crawled out myself. I like being in the
water, especially while holding Quatre, but I wasn�t in the mood to get all
pruney from being in too long.

When I rose, still dripping water
from the pool, I was met with the site of Quatre, nearly naked as the gauzy
material of his pants became nearly translucent when wet, with rivulets of
water running enticingly down the bare expanse of his chest as he stared at me
with a mixture of nervousness and lust that I found irresistible. I felt a
surge of desire shoot to my groin and struggled to control myself.

�Is something wrong?� Quatre asked,
fidgeting apprehensively, and I managed to drag my eyes away from him.

�Duo thinks I have a crush on you,�
I confessed.

�W-what?� he gasped, and I looked
up to find fear on his face, and I had to once again think about how my comment
must have sounded.

�It�s not� He�s not mad about it.
It isn�t something that threatens our relationship, if that�s what you�re
thinking, and I think he�s always hidden a thing for Trowa, if you must know.
He just� He thinks I want to screw you.�

�D-do you?� he asked hesitantly,
but at least his voice was no longer fearful.

�Of course,� I told him with a
shrug. �You�re beautiful. Not only that, you�re kind and gentle. Of course I�d
like to be with you,� I said, trying to sound casual.

�Is that all it is?� Quatre asked,
and I sighed. Even with his pills blocking his empathic powers, Quatre was
still too damn good at reading people.

�I suppose I�ve always wanted to
know what I missed out on,� I said, then looked his directly in the eyes. �You
know we would have been together if Trowa and Duo hadn�t arrived.�

�Yes,� he admitted softly, biting
his lip and staring at his feet.

�Please understand what I�m saying,
Quatre,� I asked, reaching out to take his hand. �I�m not saying I would have wanted
anything to be different, and I wouldn�t trade my relationship with Duo for
anything. If Duo hadn�t been okay with this, I wouldn�t have slept with you
until Master ordered it directly. But� I�ve always been curious, I suppose, of
what we would have been like together. You�re so beautiful, and so much
different than Duo, that I just� wondered. I guess that�s why Duo called it a
crush,� I admitted, but Quatre was once again biting his lip and looking
anywhere but at me.

�Heero� I�m just� nothing,� he confessed
shyly, a blush coming to his cheeks.

�You�re not nothing,� I told him
sternly. �I know you�re human and you have as many faults and shortcomings as
the rest of us. I mean, you always take too long in the bathroom. You panic
about stupid stuff. You�re terribly indecisive. You hog Master whenever you
can. You��

�Uhh� thanks. I think I get it,� he
said, and I had to smile because at least getting him annoyed at me had made
him stop biting his lips.

�But you�re still beautiful and
pure, and I want to see that.�

�� Quatre�s
face flamed until it looked like he was sunburned and he had to turn away with
the force of his embarrassment, laughing to release the pent-up emotion.

�� I didn�t
blush this much with Duo!� he exclaimed, still laughing.

�� Now that
surprises me, especially after all the things Duo said the two of you did,� I
replied, and led him over to sit in the grass.

�� What about
you and Trowa? Taking on Wufei together like that! How dishonorable,� he said,
mimicking Wufei as best he could. We were both sitting cross-legged on the
grass, close enough that our knees touched, and I chuckled as I let myself fall
back onto the grass.

�� He nearly
handed us our asses, too. Did Trowa tell you much about that?�

�� No, not
really. He was more interested in hearing what I did with Duo. Why? Was it
terribly difficult?� he asked, laying down on his side to watch me. I turned on
mine to face him.

�� I didn�t
think Wufei was going to let us anywhere near him at first. We had to resort
to� less than respectable means to seduce him,� I admitted, still smiling.

�� You didn�t
just jump on his and start licking, did you?�

�� Close
enough,� I hedged, grinning as he laughed, but as I thought of that day my grin
began to fade. �Seriously, though,� I said, taking on a more somber tone.
�Trowa was really nervous about the whole thing. He�s still so shy about
everything, but I still think that day was really hard on him. You and Trowa
should talk about this stuff sometime. I really didn�t like Trowa when he first
showed up, but he�s turned out to be a pretty good guy. He seems really edgy
lately, though. I think he might need you to calm him down a bit.�

�� He hasn�t said anything to
me,� Quatre replied thoughtfully. �Sometimes Trowa can just seem� upset because
he�s so quiet. I�m sure he�s alright,� Quatre dismissed, and I had to wonder
for a minute if Quatre was really blind to Trowa�s problems, or if I was
reading it wrong. It had to be that I was reading it wrong. After all, who knew
Trowa better than Quatre?

�� Then
everything seems to be going well,� is said, reaching out with my left hand to
brush the wet hair away from his cheek, my right hand supporting my head as I
watched him. �I think Master�s going to be a big hit at the summer parties.�

�� Assuming
one of us doesn�t mess up,� he said, leaning his cheek into my hand.

�� No one
will,� I assured him, running my hand down his neck, over his shoulder, until
it reached his hip. �We�re all practicing so that nothing bad will happen, and
I think master can handle it if something does,� I told him.

�� I know,�
he said softly, his eyes having fluttered closed as he enjoyed the sensation of
my hand running down his body. �I just worry, that�s all.�

�� It�s
useless to worry about things you can�t control,� I told him as I moved closer,
bringing our faces only inches apart. �Besides, I�ve got other things to occupy
your mind right now,� I said seductively. Quatre opened his eyes and I saw a
mischievous little tugging at his lips.

�� And
whatever would that be?� he asked, feigning innocence.

�� This,� I
said, and closing the distance between my lip�s and Quatre�s unsurprised ones.
It was a soft kiss, gentle and exploratory that deepened rapidly as Quatre
opened his lips and gave my tongue entrance to his mouth. I didn�t have to
watch out for playful nips, like I did with Duo, but there was still a level of
playfulness to it that, while I hadn�t expected it, I wasn�t surprised at.
Quatre�s tongue darted playfully into contact with mine, brushing for an
instant with mine before moving away again. It wasn�t a competition, like Duo�s
kisses were, but it was engaging and I found myself smiling around the kiss.

�� I broke us
apart a few minutes later, pulling back from Quatre and giving a small push to
his hip that turned him onto his back. I turned onto my knees and crawled on
top of him, splaying my legs on either side of his, and kissing him deeply once
again. While he was distracted by the kiss, I began playing with his nipples,
gently rolling and pinching them, causing him to arch up against me. I pulled
back as he moaned appreciatively, then started pushing his vest off his
shoulders and down his arms, until he arched up and allowed me to slide it off
him. I kissed him again, passionately, but this time he broke our contact when
I started tugging at his pants.

�� Heero!� he
protested with a laugh. �We can�t do it outside!�

�� Why not?�

�� What if
someone�s watching?� he said, still smiling.

�� Who? No
one can get here but us, and Duo and Trowa are already occupied.�

�� What about
Wufei.�

�� I�m sure
if he sees us he�ll turn away quickly and never mention it again.�

�� Quatre
laughed again and shook his head, but lifted his hips so that I could pull his
wet pants off and toss them in a pile with his vest, quickly afterwards adding
my own soggy shorts. We were both half hard, and I leaned back over him for
another kiss, rubbing our members together as our lips met. We both firmed
quickly grinding out hips together as our mouths meshed, and soon Quatre was
moaning and thrusting up against me. We parted for air and he pulled back,
rolling on his stomach and offering himself to me with no more than a coy
smile.

�� Seeing his
twin alabaster globes hovering in front of me and begging to be taken turned me
on even more, and I moved up behind him without conscious thought. I splayed
myself over his left side, gently kissing and nipping at his shoulder as my
right hand delved between his cheeks until my fingers found his tight entrance.
Quatre gasped and moaned as one finger squirmed inside of him, then pulled back
out and started a steady thrusting motion that had him bucking up against my
hand. The water from the pool was quickly drying and I pulled my finger out
after only a few minutes, realizing that Quatre would need to be slicker before
anything more substantial could find its was inside him.

�� Unfortunately,
this was one place that we didn�t have lube within arm�s distance, and the
water from the pool had washed away any lubricant Quatre had applied that
morning. There was no way for me to enter Quatre without hurting him if I
didn�t have lube, and I wasn�t confident enough that some saliva-covered
fingering first would do the trick. I grinned then, knowing Quatre was going to
freak. Still, there was no way I was going to break the moment by running into
the house to get lube, so he�d just have to deal.

�� I took a
firm grip and Quatre�s hip with my right hand, then spread his cheeks with my
left, revealing his rosy pucker. I leaned down and softly kissed the base of
his spine in warning, then stabbed his entrance with my tongue.

�� Quatre gave
a squeal and surged forward, but I was ready and managed to hold him back by
his hips.

�� Heero!� he
gasped, totally shocked. �That�s so gross!�

�� Oh
please,� I replied, rolling my eyes. �You�re clean inside, and you can�t tell
me no one�s ever done it to you before.�

�� Yeah�. But
it was really weird even then,� he whined.

�� There are
going to be a lot weirder at Collar,� I reminded him sternly, convinced from
his reaction that I rather needed to continue with this. We couldn�t have
Quatre making a fuss like this at Collar because someone wanted to see him
rimmed. It was ridiculous. �Now hush up and let me work,� I said, then
purposefully stabbed my tongue back inside Quatre as deep as I could manage. He
made a small, squealing noise, but didn�t complain again even when I started
thrusting my tongue in and out of him to loosen the muscles.�

�� I pulled
back once I was sure Quatre was loosened enough and prompted him to turn onto
his stomach, lifting his legs so that they circled my hips. His erection was
still full and weeping slightly between his legs, and I moved to enter him
without more teasing, lifting my member and placing it against his thoroughly
lubricated hole. I didn�t push forward immediately, instead leaning forward
until I was nose to nose with Quatre, who was craning his neck to see what I
was doing. As I applied pressure to enter him, I leaned down to kiss Quatre.

�� But Quatre
pulled back so quickly that his head smacked against the ground, and I stopped
moving in surprise just after the head of my erection popped inside him.

�� No way,
Heero!� Quatre protested vehemently. �You are not kissing me after that!� I
frowned down at him. A little nervousness was alright and even understandable,
but this wasn�t a big deal and there was no way he could freak out like this
every time we did something the slightest bit kinky. My erection throbbed and I
wanted to just let it go and continue where we�d left off, but instead I
reached down and grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at me.

�� Open,� I
demanded, then stared him down until he opened his mouth and allowed me access
as I slowly and deliberately leaned down and kissed him. I took full advantage
of the kiss, pressing my tongue into his mouth even as he squirmed beneath me.
It wasn�t until he stopped squirming in discomfort and started moaning in
pleasure that I started inching my erection inside him again, and it wasn�t
until I was firmly seated inside him that I let him break the kiss.

�� I�m
sorry,� he said as soon as he�d taken a lungful of air, looking miserable and
repentant. �I don�t know why that bothered me so much. It�s just� I had to do
it to someone one time� but it wasn�t� he wasn�t� clean enough and it was� it
was gross. I think Master Marcel just want to humiliate me and� well, it
worked,� he said, and I nodded in understanding. Events like that could be
difficult to get over, but he was going to have to try.

�� You have
to trust me,� I told him gently. �We all have to trust each other in this. You
know I wouldn�t do anything to hurt or humiliate you, ever,� I said, and he
nodded, looking a little embarrassed at his own uncertainty.

�� I know,�
he said, meeting my eyes with a look that asked to be forgiven. �I�m just so
new to all of this, you know? I�ve always done this stuff, but it�s always been
because I had to and not because I wanted to. I guess I just� I got a little
nervous, thinking that it was going to be the same as it was before. It never
is like that, but you took me by surprise and I forgot, you know?�

�� I know,
but I didn�t expect such a reaction from you. I would have warned you if I�d
known. However, now that it�s over, what do you think about getting on with the
rest of the festivities?� I asked, rolling my hips so that my forgotten
erection could prod more deeply inside him.

�� Yeah, go
ahead. I know� I know I probably ruined this whole thing for you,� he said, and
I sighed, realizing that my erection would have to wait a little longer.

�� Ruined
what whole thing?�

�� You know,
your ideal. You said you had a crush on me and� well� I guess you found out how
wrong you were.�

�� Quatre,� I
snapped, exasperated. �I was not expecting you to be a god. We went over this
already. I know you�re human. I don�t want perfection; I want you. And, to be
honest, being with you was pretty damn hot. So, do you think there�s anyway we
could put this behind us and deal with my impending ejaculation before I
explode from the wrong head?� I asked, and he threw his head back with
laughter, which caused his body to vibrate in a way that was not helping my
predicament at all.

Then he clenched his muscles around
my shaft and my control snapped. I pressed him back onto the grass, hoisting
his legs over my shoulders, and pulled out almost completely before slamming
back in. I repeated this motion several more times, bracing myself on the
ground to get the most powerful thrusts. Quatre moaned appreciatively, his
engorged penis bobbing between our bodies, and I paused to take one of Quatre�s
hands and wrap it around his dick, encouraging him to jerk off while I thrust
into him. Quatre needed little prompting, immediately stroking himself in a
frenzied rhythm as I began thrusting powerfully again. It seemed that I wasn�t
the only one who had been tormented by our long entry period, and we both paid
for it by being more than ready to get off.

Quatre came first, shooting his
load onto my chest and his stomach while moaning deeply and clenching his
insides. That was more than I could take, and I pounded into Quatre until he
was almost doubled over, finally coming deep inside him. I pulled out after a
minute, still panting from the exertion and the sheer power of my orgasm, and
flopped down beside Quatre, pulling him into my arms.

�Now that,� I said, when I could
finally talk, �was exactly what I�d been dreaming of.�

173 Wufei

I was trying really hard not to be
a prude. Really, after everything I�d seen at Collar, it should all have been
normal for me. I was trying very hard not to feel strange about the developing
sexual relationships between the other slaves, and especially about the
developing sexual relationships they were having with me. So, I was trying very
hard not to be a prude about the whole thing, but� I was having a very hard
time with it.

It wasn�t that I didn�t want the
others to have sexual relations with each other. I knew how hard their lives
had been and how much they relied on each other for support and affection of
both the mental and physical variety, and I would never begrudge them that. And
it wasn�t that I didn�t want to have physical relations with them. I understood
the logic behind that necessity for us all to copulate before the Collar
parties, and I had enjoyed my encounter with Trowa and Heero. I did not dread
my encounters with Quatre and Duo either, although I did find the prospect of
the latter a bit� daunting.

Honestly, I think part of the
problem was that I had spent so long fighting any kind of sexual advances, that
it was very difficult now to turn that instinct off. I had spent all my time
avoiding sex with other slaves, so I didn�t understand the etiquette of it all.
Is one supposed to kiss a fellow slave, or is that too personal? Are there
certain areas that one is not supposed to touch? How is the bottom decided? How
can you be certain that it�s just sex, and not a deeper commitment? How can you
be sure of what signals are being sent to your partner? It was all very
confusing to me, and I worried that I would accidentally cross some unwritten
boundary and hurt on of the others, mentally or physically.

And, to be totally truthful, I
think there was simply some part of my personality that has always been a
prude. I have a very hard time letting people get close to me, mentally or
physically, which it makes it very difficult to allow myself to become intimate
with someone. Sex with Trowa and Heero was more than just a physical act, and I
had no doubt that sex with Duo and Quatre would be the same. It felt good, on
the one hand, to be accepted and cared for like that others. But it left me
feeling raw and unprotected as well, and so I found myself avoiding the other
slaves as much as possible in the two days following my encounter with Trowa
and Heero, even though I wasn�t actually upset with them. I was just� upset in
general. Off-balance, I should say, probably more accurately describes it. Regardless,
I spent two full days with my books before I dared to come down on Thursday.

It didn�t help my general
reluctance that every time I saw Trowa he blushed now, and every time I saw Duo
he made some kind of crude comment. On Wednesday morning I actually had to
cancel his lesson when he started making obscene gestures with his pen. His
laughter had followed me all the way down the hall as I had, literally, run out
of the room.

And, really, what the hell kind of
behavior was that coming from a trained sex slave anyway? I mean, honestly, I�d
done more crude things than that in the past 48 hours, so why in the world was
Duo�s needling having such an affect on me?

�� Once again,
though, I had to admit it was probably my long history of fighting against my
baser urges that kept me from being able to accept them now. It had been so
long since I�d allowed myself to think of another person in terms of sex � sex
as an innocent expression of affection with no other motives or risks � that it
was hard to change that now, and I worried quite a bit that I might be giving
the others the wrong impression. The last thing I wanted was for them to think
that I was completely unreceptive to their advances. I didn�t want was another
fiasco like Heero and Trowa�s or, worse yet, having to actively pursue the two
boys myself. I wasn�t sure my seduction techniques were ready for that, and as
Friday dragged on I began to get concerned.

�� But I
needn�t have worried. As Friday evening came to a close, Duo found me in the
kitchen with my normal bedtime tea. He was in a bathrobe, which seemed odd
since his hair was perfectly dry. I suppose I should have expected something
right then, but it didn�t cross my mind as I sipped my oolong tea.

�� Yo, Fei,�
he said casually, sliding up beside me. �Let�s go upstairs and fuck, huh?�

�� I choked,
spitting tea all over the counter as I gasped for air. Over my own coughing I
heard Duo laugh and head for the door.

�� Kisama!� I
snarled as I tried to clear my airways. �I�m gonna strangle you with that braid!�

�� Now, now,
that�s a little too kinky even for me,� he said, and I felt my face flame, �but
meet me in the master bedroom if you�re in the mood for something slightly
tamer.�

�� And then he
was gone, leaving me with both the relieved sense that I would not have to
pursue him for sex, the anxious feeling of not knowing what was about to happen
but being certain it would mortify me, and the burning sensation that
accompanied snorting a significant amount of tea out of my nose.

�� After I
managed to clean up myself, the counter, and the floor, I gingerly headed
upstairs, pausing to collect myself in the doorway as I was feeling
particularly anxious, despite, or possibly because of, the fact that we were
doing this in my room.

�� A sudden
shove on my shoulders propelled me through the open doorway, where I stumbled
across the room and eventually fell onto the bed. A pair of arms encircled me,
pulling me against a soft, warm chest. I cursed, flailing in the dim light to
find the cord of the lamp that I knew was by the bed, but another set of arms
grabbed mine and I found myself pinned between two warm, naked bodies. I
struggled feebly, not wanting to hurt either boy but also uncertain I wanted to
be in this position, until one of them leaned up and kissed me deeply. His
tongue, whichever one he was, slipped between my lips for a brief instant,
tasting me for a moment before pulling back. I felt a sharp thrill of lust run
through me, and my body fell limply back against the one holding me as I
realized that it was futile to fight against whatever they had planned. My head
rolled back onto his shoulder and he kissed my forehead. I chuckled.

�� You two
really need to work on your seduction.�

�� T� hell
with seduction,� came Duo�s voice from above me, and I realized that meant
Quatre was behind me, holding me. �We just figured we�d show up Heero and
Trowa,� he said, snapping on the light. I had to laugh at that one.

�� Proving
that dumb and ballsy trumps smart and well-planned every time?� I asked him.

�� You
betcha!� he said, and with the light on I could see the Cheshire grin on his
face as he leaned in and kissed me again. It was longer this time and deeper as
well, pushing me back into Quatre�s chest as Duo�s tongue invaded and explored
my mouth, making me moan and buck my hips. Quatre laughed, and I felt him shove
Duo off with a gleeful, �My turn!� A pair of slim arms turned my shoulders
around so that I could twist to see the boy behind me, and I found my mouth
once again invaded by a tongue, this one smaller and tending more to dart in
and around instead of dueling, as Duo�s had done.

�� By the time
we parted, I was gasping for air and dizzy from lust. Duo was running his hands
over my covered things, and I could feel Quatre�s hard manhood pressing against
my back. I shivered as Duo leaned forward, raised the hem of my shirt, and
licked the sensitive skin near my naval, while Quatre flicked his tongue along
the shell of my ear. I arched my back, hissing my breath between my teeth, and
turned my head to once again meet Quatre�s lips. Duo chuckled, and I felt his
fingers dip down to stroke painfully gently over my cloth covered erection, and
I moaned plaintively into Quatre�s mouth.

�� I feel,� I
panted when we parted, �terribly overdressed.�

�� I think we
can do something about that,� Duo teased softly, slipping his fingers around my
waist and to the back of my shirt. Quatre, meanwhile, slipped his fingers down
my shoulders, to the front hem of my shirt, so that both their arms were around
me. It seemed almost as though they were encompassing me to reach for each
other, and they slowly brought their hands up in unison to lift my shirt.
Unfortunately, the dual assault didn�t manage to get my clothes off any faster,
as they both pulled painfully slowly, teasing every inch of exposed skin as
they went.

�� You two
are evil when you�re together,� I panted when the shirt finally cleared my head
and was unceremoniously tossed aside.

�� Why,
whatever do you mean?� Quatre asked mischievously, running his fingers down my
spine. �We�re just learning to share.�

�� Yeah,
�Fei,� Duo chimed in. �But if you want us to be greedy, I bet we can manage
that as well,� he finished, and then jerked my pants and underwear off in one
smooth motion, leaving me totally exposed.

�� Share, my
ass!� I huffed. Duo grinned cheekily.

�� Actually,
that�s exactly what we had intended!� he said, and it took me a moment to
realize what he was talking about.

�� Oh no! You
are not both going to top me!� I sputtered.

�� Mm! But
Wufei, you�ve got such a lovely bottom!� Quatre teased, running his fingers
down my side to cup my rear. �But I guess if you�re not willing to share, you
can take me instead,� Quatre said, with disappointment that was far from
believable.

�� Listen to
him,� Duo said, leaning forward to cup Quatre�s cheek. �You�d never know he�s
such a little ass slut from the way he talks.�

�� Duo!�
Quatre giggled in mock offense.

�� Well, you
are. The way you moan and thrash underneath me? Makes a man want to fuck you
right into the mattress,� Duo said, and Quatre giggled again.

�� Why,
Mister Duo,� Quatre said, leaning forward over my shoulder until their lips
were mere inches apart. �What a quaint description,� he said, and then leaned
forward and kissed Duo soundly. I watched as their lips locked and their
tongues danced, lust wiping their minds of any other thought.

�� Including
me.

�� Ahem. I
don�t suppose you two actually intended to screw me tonight, did you?� I asked,
and they broke apart, laughing.

�� Aw! Poor
little �Fei�s getting lonely!� Quatre teased.

�� Let�s show
him a little love,� Duo said, pushing me back until I was lying on top of
Quatre, then placed himself between my spread legs and attacked my neck. I
hissed as Duo began rubbing our erections together, while Quatre thrust himself
against my back with sexy, little moans. I panted, feeling my blood race in my
veins, and rolled my hips against Duo to gain some friction. He chuckled, and
the three of us began moving together, getting just enough friction to drive us
wild without driving us over the edge.

�� I told you
they�d be getting into trouble.�

�� All three
of us in the bed swiveled to look at the doorway, where Trowa and Heero were
lounging against the doorframe wearing identical smirks.

�� I didn�t
doubt you,� Trowa replied, signaling that Heero had been the first to speak. �I
just didn�t think Wufei would go along that easily.�

�� Not after
the amount of fighting he gave us,� Heero said, making Duo stick his tongue
out.

�� We said
pretty please,� Duo replied.

�� I don�t
remember you saying please at all,� I shot back, rolling my eyes.

�� Well,� Duo
said, smirking and leaning down to lick my chest seductively, �It might not
have been a verbal please.�

�� Have you
two come to join us?� Quatre asked from behind me, nuzzling my neck.

�� I think
we�ll just watch,� Heero said, leading Trowa into the room where they seated
themselves on the divan that was conveniently across from the bed. Somehow, I
doubt Zechs had this idea in mind when he put it there, but it did make the
perfect setup for voyeurism.

�� Your loss,�
Duo said, then quickly pressed a slick finger inside of me.

�� Fuck, Duo!
You know, it�s common courtesy to warn someone before you shove something in
his rectum,� I hissed as he began thrusting gently. �Where did you even get the
lube?� I asked, but Duo just winked at me.

�� Trade
secret,� he replied.

�� Quatre had
it this whole time, didn�t he?� I asked.

�� You bet!�
Quatre said, taking a swipe along my neck with his tongue and making me shiver.

�� You little
sneaks.�

�� Let me
show you just how sneaky we are,� Quatre said, and another finger thrust inside
me.

�� But it
wasn�t Duo�s.

�� I gasped,
both horrified and turned on by the fact that I now had two fingers from two
different men inside of me. And, to make matters worse, they decided to thrust
their fingers, not synchronically, but in tandem, so that when Duo�s finger
began to pull out, Quatre�s was thrusting in to take its place. It was� almost
more than I could handle, and I must have moaned piteously, because they slowed
and soon pulled out altogether.

�� Think we
should take pity?� Quatre asked, again nuzzling my neck.

�� Yeah. I
think Fei�s had about all a man can take,� Duo said, and began to turn me to my
hands and knees.

�� As I moved,
I found myself staring at Heero and Trowa on the divan. Instead of watching us,
as they had originally been, they had turned their attention on each other, and
Trowa was now on his knees, leaning over Heero as their lips locked in a
passionate kiss. Trowa was bracing himself on the arm of the couch, while
Heero�s hands had slipped under Trowa�s shirt and were now playing with his
chest. I stared at them, two athletes competing for one pleasure, I felt a
sharp tug to my hair, and whipped around to see Duo smirking at me.

�� Sorry
FeiFei. You already got your chance with them. Now you gotta deal with us,� he
said, and pressed all the way inside of me with one powerful thrust, banishing
any thoughts of Heero and Trowa from my mind. I closed my eyes once again, and
moaned as I felt Duo pulse within me.

�� A moment
later, Quatre slid beneath me, and I opened my eyes to see him smiling up at
me, his legs hooking around my waist without prompting. Duo pressed on me from
behind, pushing me toward his small opening, and I hesitated.

�� Are you��

�� I�m ready
for you,� Quatre assured, realizing I was going to ask about preparation.
Quatre put his arms around my neck, wiggling his bottom enticingly. �Please,�
he begged breathlessly, �I�m so ready for you,� he said, it was all I could do
not to slam into him. Instead, I teased his opening with my manhood, then
slowly slipped inside. Behind me, Duo impatiently licked and nipped at my back,
but I paid him no heed. Well, paid him no heed until he began thrusting his
hips minutely, and then I paid him all the heed in the world.

�� Damn it,
Duo, knock that off until I get settled!� I snapped, and Quatre moaned
appreciatively as one of Duo�s thrusts propelled me deeper inside him.

�� Just
trying to move things along,� Duo said, and with one final push from him, I was
buried inside Quatre up to the hilt. �Now the party really starts!� Duo said,
and pulled out of me in preparation of thrusting back in.

�� No it
damn-well doesn�t!� I snapped, reaching behind me to grab Duo�s member, the tip
of which was still buried inside me. �Give me a second to adjust, or you�re
going to lose that!�

�� Jeeze,�
Duo grumbled, leaning his forehead against my back. �All you had to do was
ask,� he told me, then turned away. �Was he this grumpy for you two?�

�� Just feel
lucky he didn�t kick your ass before he let you fuck him,� came Heero�s reply.

�� Hey!� I
snapped, turning around to give Heero a good, non-sexual tongue-lashing, but
when I turned I released Duo�s member to brace myself on the bed, and he took
the action as unspoken permission to continue with his intended actions.

�� As Duo thrust into me, his hot
manhood pushing me deeper into Quatre�s writhing body, my head came up and my
eyes snapped shut in a knee-jerk reaction. I moaned with the sudden invasion,
wiggling my hips to get comfortable, but when I finally opened my eyes the
sight I was greeted with stole my breath.

�� Heero and
Trowa were across from us, both totally nude and in the same debauched state as
the rest of us, now kneeling in front of the divan they had been sitting on.
Apparently, they had been far more active than I had noticed, distracted as I
was. Trowa was on his hands and knees, his legs splayed wide to give Heero room
to kneel behind him. It was obvious that Heero was already inside him from the
gentle thrusting they were doing against each other. One of Heero�s hands was
on Trowa�s hip, guiding his movements, while the other was fisted in his hair,
pulling his head back before releasing his hair and running smoothly down his
spine, only to return to softly pulling the strands a moment later. Trowa let
out a low moan, bucking his hips against Heero�s, and Heero gave up his play,
letting Trowa�s head fall down as he turned his attention to thrusting rapidly.

�� God,
they�re sexy together,� Duo said from behind me. Trowa laughed.

�� Trust me,
it�s not half as good as the view from over here,� Trowa said, then moaned as
Heero gave him a small, sharp slap on the ass that made his dick jerk with
lust.

�� I think
I�ve got the best seat in the house,� Heero boasted, giving Trowa�s hair
another firm, gentle tug. Trowa hissed and thrust his hips toward Heero
desperately, and Heero obliged by giving him a firm thrust.

�� I�m not so
worried about the sight as the feel of it,� Duo murmured behind me, �and I�d
say I�m doing pretty well in that division.�

�� I think,� I huffed, feeling
both Duo�s small thrusts into me and Quatre�s small thrusts around me, �that
I�ve got you beat in there.�

�� Can�t
argue with you there,� Duo said, laughing. �Wouldn�t mind trying out the middle
of a sandwich myself sometime. �M pretty good right now, though,� he said,
giving me another little thrust.

�� Can we all
stop the goddamn chitchat and fucking fuck me please?� Quatre snapped, and I
looked down to find him red-faced and glaring up at me. We were all so shocked
by the outburst that even Heero and Trowa froze, simply staring at the little
blonde.

�� Duo broke
the startled silence by laughing.

�� I think
we�ve pushed Quatre about as far as he�s gonna go,� Duo said, chuckling.

�� Gee, you
think?� Quatre groused, wiggling his hips.

�� Alright,
then, let�s get this show on the road!� Duo crowed, pulling me back and then
slamming the both of us into Quatre.

�� Yes!�
throwing his head back and fisting his hands in the sheets, his hips coming up
to meet Duo�s thrust and my movement. The two of them began working in tandem
once again, steadily pulling back and thrusting toward each other, using me as
the �pardon the pun � middle man. It was intense, and I moaned deeply, letting
my head fall to rest against Quatre�s chest as he continued to buck against me
and Duo continued to thrust into me. It was like the pounding of the ocean
waves against the shore. Like the cliffs against the tides, I could steadily
feel myself being worn away.

�� Gods,� I
moaned as the two quickened their pace. I could feel my perception being worn
away until there was only our three moving bodies, the sounds of our panting
breaths, and the irreversible surge of pleasure building to a crescendo in my
body. �I can�t� I�m going to�!�

�� Don�t you
dare!� Quatre warned breathlessly, but the heat of his body around me and the
sensation of Duo inside me was just too much, and I came brilliantly with a
long, low groan.

�� When I was
finished, I found myself laying limply on Quatre�s sweaty form, his hard member
pressing against my stomach. Behind me, Duo was still hard as well and
thrusting gently into my spent body.

�� I guess we
were just too much for the little Dragon,� Duo said, and I could hear the grin
in his voice. Quatre made a displeased sound and pushed me to the side.� �� Trowa!�
Quatre whined, pulling himself up and away from me, my spent member falling out
of him as he crawled to the side of the bed. He reached plaintively for his
lover, who was still one with Heero. Trowa snorted, but began disentangling.

�� Sorry,
Heero,� he said, pulling himself away from the other boy and reaching for
Quatre, �but duty calls.�

�� I can see
what a terrible sacrifice you�re making,� Heero grumbled as Trowa crawled onto
the bed, only to be shoved harshly onto his back and mounted by a nearly
lust-crazed Quatre, who proceeded to straddle and then slam down onto the dark
haired boy.

�� Guess
you�ll just have to be satisfied with me,� Duo said, pulling out of me and
throwing his legs over the side of the bed so that he could lean on the mattress.
Heero grinned and moved to stand behind him.

�� I�m always
well satisfied with you, love,� he said, grabbing Duo�s hips and pushing slowly
inside him.

�� Fuck me,
baby!� Duo panted, pushing his hips back into Heero�s. �Fuck me right through
the mattress!�

�� Mission
accepted,� Heero replied, and began thrusting at a frantic pace that had them
both moaning, right along with Trowa and Quatre. The stereo effect of their
dual voices was almost deafening, and I found myself becoming aroused once
again. The combined effect of Trowa�s loud, low moans and Quatre�s desperate,
plaintive whimpers, along with Duo�s shouted curses and Heero�s expressive
grunts, it was like an orchestra of lust, and even my tired body began to
react.

�� Duo came
first, with a low, hoarse, �Shit!� Heero groaned in completion a moment later,
and if I hadn�t known from their sounds that they�d climaxed, the fact that
their side of the bed stopped moving would have clued me in. Quatre announced
his climax proudly, throwing his head back and gleefully shouting, �Yes!� while
shooting a load of opaque white liquid onto the comforter. Trowa came next,
moaning so deeply that the reverberations made even me shiver and my
re-interested cock jumped at the sound of it. He gave one more sound, wet thrust
into Quatre�s body and flopped down, panting, beside his already-spent lover. I
blushed, realizing suddenly that I was the only now still hard, and hoped
fervently that it would fade before anyone noticed.

�� But, of
course, it didn�t.

�� Hey
FeiFei, need some help there?� came Duo�s voice from beside me. Apparently,
after he and Heero had finished rutting, he�d managed to flop down beside me. I
could see Quatre�s blonde hair on my other side, which meant that Trowa and
Heero would be flanking the outsides of the bed.

�� No, I do
not,� I snapped, quickly pulling a pillow from the top of the bed and covering
my groin.

�� Now, now,
there�s no need for such prudishness,� Duo teased, his hand slipping under the
pillow to wrap around my length. My breath caught in my throat as he began
softly stroking my length, bringing it to full erection. I felt entirely more
vulnerable in this position, knowing that the others around me weren�t likewise
distracted with lust. That didn�t hinder Duo at all, though. His hand was
slicked with lube, probably from that tube they�d been hiding from me, and he
began to pump more quickly, causing me to bite down on my fist to suppress a
moan.

�� None of
that,� Heero chastised, pulling my hand away from my mouth and grasping it in
his own. Everyone moved suddenly to cocoon me, with Duo yanking the pillow away
from my hands while Heero shifted until we were shoulder to shoulder. Trowa
mirrored his actions on the other side, and I found both of my hands held while
the two of them nibbled at my neck and jaw, eventually taking turns kissing me
soundly. I could only guess where Quatre was when another pair of hands joined
Duo�s, this pair fondling my testicles. I moaned, turning my head to hide my
face in Trowa�s shoulder.

�� Don�t
hide,� he whispered into my ear, gently turning my head back. �You�ve got such
a beautiful face when it�s covered in lust.�

�� Open your
eyes,� Heero asked, kissing my temple. �Let everyone see your expression. You
can trust us. There�s nowhere more safe than here.�

�� Almost
unwillingly, I found my eyes opening, despite, or possibly because of, the
gentleness of the request. The first face I saw was Heero�s, gently smiling at
me before leaning forward to place kisses along my hairline. Trowa leaned into
view next, the same affectionate look on his face, just before he claimed my
lips in a deep kiss. When Trowa pulled back, Duo took his place, his eyes full
of mischief as he thrust his tongue into my mouth in time with his strokes to
my cock. I moaned, and he sped up, pulling back so that I could watch his hand
slide quickly up and down my manhood. Quatre settled between my legs then, gave
me a gleeful, lusty smile, but with the same affection as the others. Only then
did it dawn on me that, despite external factors to the contrary, they were all
truly with me because they wanted to be, because they cared about me, and
because they wanted to express their affection.

�� I know. For
someone so intelligent, I can often miss the obvious. But� perhaps I hadn�t
dared let myself hope. Or, perhaps, this is simply the kind of thing we can�t
see until it�s right in front of our noses.

The Quatre leaned down, and all
thoughts of philosophy were banished from my mind as he settled his lips around
the head of my dick. Duo�s stroking, combined with the soft suction of Quatre�s
lips, overwhelmed me, and I came so hard I saw stars.

�� Under
torture I would never admit to it, but I think I might have blacked out. When I
came to, everyone was moving and cleaning up. Someone was running a warm, wet
cloth over the sensitive skin of my groin and I jumped in surprise.

�� I can get
that,� I yelped, reaching for the cloth, but Trowa pulled it out of my reach.

�� It�s
alright,� he said calmly, intercepting my hand as it reached for the cloth
again and gently stroking away the mess of lubricant and semen that covered my
length and my thighs. With a gentle kiss to my forehead before leaving, Trowa
finished and backed away. It was probably best that he finished for me. I felt
so boneless, I doubted I could even lift my head to look at what I was doing.

�� Which is
why I didn�t struggle nearly as much as I would have when Heero lifted me from
the bed.

�� What are
you doing?� I snapped wearily as he lifted me in his arms and stepped away from
the bed.

�� Nobody wants
to sleep in a giant wet spot, FeiFei,� Duo answered for him and he and Quatre
flicked the comforter off the bed. I realized, then, that it was a spare
comforter that the two must have laid down to keep the bed from being too dirty
to sleep on. The two of them quickly remade the bed, and Heero settled me back
onto the bed. I didn�t even have the energy to fight it, just settled down
where he dropped me. I heard them chuckle as I wrapped myself around my pillow
and closed my eyes, bound and determined to get some sleep. They all settled on
the other side of the bed and someone, I guessed Trowa based on height, settled
in beside me. Nestled together in a heap as we were, settling down like a nest
of puppies, I have to admit that it was the least lonely I�d felt since Zechs
left. Or possibly in far longer than that.

�� It must
have been hours before I was awakened by the feel of a hand slipping up my
thigh and toward my rear. By god, were they all insatiable? Enough was enough.

�� If you
want to keep that hand, it had better be removed immediately,� I warned, sleep
adding an extra growl to my voice. Despite the ferocity, however, it was met
with a chuckle. A familiar, deeply masculine chuckle.

�� Now what
kind of greeting is that?�

�� Zechs? I
thought you weren�t going to be home until tomorrow night?�

�� Hm. Scoot
over,� he said, flipping off his shoes and climbing into bed beside me. �I
missed you all, so when I got the chance to take an earlier flight, I took it.
I see you kept each other� company while I was gone.�

�� Humph. I
suppose you could call it that. Or you could call it these four jumping me in a
weak moment.�

�� Oi! Pipe
down!� came a grouchy voice from the other side of the bed. �Decent people are
trying to get some sleep!�

�� Duo, when
in your life have you ever been decent?�

�� M always
decent after I�ve been good and fucked.�

�� I don�t
think that�s possible.�

�� That�s
because you don�t do it right.�

�� And how,
exactly, is �right�?�

�� Alright,
boys, it�s way too late to be getting into these kinds of arguments,� Zechs
interrupted, pulling me closer and laying his cheek against my hair. �You two
can bicker it out in the morning.�

�� Master?�
came Quatre�s sleepy voice from the middle of the bed. �Is that you?� he asked,
sitting up and blinking owlishly at us.

�� Yes, I
seem to have gotten home a little early.�

�� That�s
good,� Quatre said, smiling sleepily. �We missed you. Did you have a good
trip?�

�� Yes. It
was very productive,� he said, and I snorted.

�� Meaning
you overworked yourself for the entire week, right?� I asked.

�� Not the
entire week,� he huffed, trying to seem offended.

�� Sally made
you take a break?�

�� No, Sally
did not make me take a break,� he groused. �My boss made me take a break. Sally
just orchestrated it.�

�� You have a
boss?� Quatre asked, leaning on Trowa�s hip as he listened interestedly.

�� Something
like one, anyway. She�s a terror to work with, but she gets things done,� he
admitted. �But, really, I think it was just hard to be away from all of you for
so long.�

�� You missed
us too, then?� Quatre asked, then yawned widely.

�� Very much
so,� Zechs said, leaning over to kiss the tip of Quatre�s nose. Quatre leaned
forward and whispered something in Zechs� ear, then sat back again, giggling.
Zechs simply smiled and said, �You should probably get some sleep.�

�� What?�
Quatre said, smiling seductively. �You don�t want a proper welcome?�

�� Ah� No.
It�s been a long week, and the flight was less than comfortable, so perhaps
tomorrow?�

�Thank god,� Quatre said flopping
back against the pillows. �I�m exhausted.�

�We couldn�t tell,� I said
sarcastically, and was given a glimpse of Quatre sticking his tongue out at me
before he settled down finally with Trowa, who simply rolled closer and wrapped
his arm around the little blonde.

Zechs chuckled and settled back
down with me, allowing me to put my head on his shoulder, as we usually slept.
As we curled together, he said softly, �Quatre says he thinks you missed me
most.�

�Probably.�

�Really?�

�Of course. Your pillows are not
nearly firm enough for me,� I told him, nuzzling his shoulder. �I guess I�ll
just have to deal with you until we get some better ones,� I teased. Zechs
laughed softly and then gave me a gently kiss on the lips.

�Goodnight, Wufei.�

�Goodnight, Zechs.�

�Would you two go the hell to
sleep!�

�Goodnight, Duo.�
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