Changes of the Heart

GW and its characters don\'t belong to me but to
Sunrise/SOTSU Agency and Bandai etc.

 

Part 2 of Changes of Hea Heart. There is 3x4 and 1xR
lemon here, along with sap.

 

 

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 It was a cool breeze and the chirping of the birds
that woke Relena up.  Quatre had left early on his trip to L4 and so she
was alone, or so she thought; she saw him sitting across the room just staring
at her.  "Good mourning Heero." 

"Morning," he simply replied rising out of the
chair and picking up a large silver covered tray. He brought it over to Relena
and placed it on her lap.  "Quatre had this sent up. He told me he
wants you to eat every bite even if I have to shove it down your throat."

Relena rolled her eyes, knowing the shove it down your
throat part was no doubt an add-on by Heero; she uncovered the plate.  On
the tray was a pile of blueberry pancakes, two poached eggs with a side of bacon,
sausage and toast, as well as a cup of black coffee, a glass of juice and a
vase with a simple rose placed to the side.  "There is no way I can
eat all of this." 

 Heero said nothing at first, only plucked up the
white linen napkin and tucked it at the neck of her gown. "I suggest you
try."

 

 

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 Quatre rubbed his eyes and yawned wondering why all
of a sudden he felt sleepy. He had gotten a good five hours last night, his
usual amount of rest but couldn\'t shake his drowsiness; even the words on his
laptop were getting fuzzy. 

"Why don\'t you go lie in the back of the shuttle and
get some sleep? You look like you need it." 

 "I have to get these figures
ready...before...we...get..."

 Trowa flipped the autopilot on and unbuckled
himself from his chair.  He lifted Quatre up in his arms and carried him
into the sleeping compartment.  Relena had left Trowa a note stating that
she was concerned that Quatre was not getting adequate rest and that she would
appreciate it if he would make sure Quatre got some needed sleep, even if it
took sleeping pills to do so.  He tucked the covers up around his lover\'s
neck.  "Sorry Quatre, but your tea did taste funny this
morning."

 

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Relena stepped into the conference room with Heero right
behind hShe She was still stuffed to the gills and a little irritated that
Heero had actually made her eat the entire breakfast. But she couldn\'t help but
smile a little at Quatre\'s gesture of concern.  Of course he had always
been one to care for those close to him; she wondered briefly if Trowa had
given her husband the sleeping pills she had left for him to use.  She
smiled politely and greeted the other diplomats, and changing her thoughts, she
stated that it was time to get on with business.  Heero sat towards the
back of the room, arms folded, eyes set in his death glare, never taking them
off of Relena.

 

 

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 "We\'re here Quatre. Get up." 

 "Huh?" Quatre slowly sat up adjusting his
eyes.  "What happened?" 

 "Exhaustion no doubt." Trowa replied in
his usual matter-of-fact tone. "I\'ve informed your sisters we\'re here.
They\'re waiting in your office." 

 Quatre, quite awake now straightened his suit. 
"Which one\'s?"

 "The twins Amina and Abida, then Faizah,
Habiba, Iman and Jalila." 

 "Great. I would have to get the toughest one\'s
to deal with." Quatre sighed deeply.  "Let\'s get this over
with." 

Even though by now Quatre had met and knew all of his
sisters he still had those who just seemed to rub him the wrong way, and the
six he had to deal with today were the one\'s that drove him craziest.

 

 

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 The meeting went on for four straight hours before
Relena could no longer take it and had to call a recess. They had managed to
agree on terms for half of the treaty but the other half still seemed useless. 
Heero came up behind Relena and ushered her out the door of the meeting room. 
Relena\'s first thing was to head for the nearest restroom.  When she came
out of the facilities she felt a little more refreshed and a whole lot of
relief; she also found her stomach growling.  "Quatre\'s diet must be
working I\'m starving."

 "We\'ll go to this little café I noticed when
we came in. It looks like it has pretty secluded booths.

 

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 "No, no, no. I\'m sorry my dear sisters. But as
head of the Winner business I\'m not allowing this to happen. Father never
merged and I won\'t either.  We Winners have a certain image and reputation
to live up to, besides, we do not sell out for mere profit and convenience. 
I think father proved that did he not?" 

Quatre\'s six older sisters just stared at him for a
second. They had been assisting their father the most with running his business
and they did not appreciate it at all when their little brother simply took over
because he was the male heir, though they had to admit the Winner business had
grown rapidly in power and wealth since his taking over. Seeing that there
argument could not be won they fell back on what they always had done to him,
attacking his personal life.

"So Quatre. Jalila began.  "How\'s
Relena?" 

"She\'s fine. Thank you for asking. But we\'re not
discussing her."

Fazihah, who had always been the boldest of the six,
spoke next. "She isn\'t sick is she? Because I\'m surprised the two of you
haven\'t had at least one child yet. I mean by your age father already had ten
of us." 

Quatre sighed and bowed his head, his sisters were
attacking him on the one ground he had no leverage on.  "That will
come in time, both of us are just so busy and..."

"Excuses." Iman blurted out. "Why don\'t
you just use test tubes like all of us were, hell, you could produce more kids
that way, course is it you little brother? Are you incapable of, no, I
shouldn\'t ask, it\'s way to personal."

"No." Quatre snapped back. "It\'s none of
your business and I\'m fine by the way. It\'s just not a decision I\'m going to
make without Relena that\'s all." 

Amina laughed. "Well you better be discussing it
soon because it would be awful for something to happen to you and their be no
male heir. What would father think of his son if he were alive today?"

The oldest one, Habiba, then spoke. "Of course if no
male heir is produced by you then, between us we have plenty of sons. Why my
Habib of course is the oldest, even older than you Quatre dear." 

Quatre kept from losing it and throwing them all out,
Habib was a loser, a spoiled brat, there was no way he could let the Winner
company fall into his hands. He found he could take no more. He wanted to get
out of the office and out from under their judgmental eyes. Part of him wished
he could blurt out how while all of them had been test tubes, he knew for a
fact that he had been born naturally.  He cut the meeting short. "Our
business is concluded here and I\'m not discussing my personal life with any of
you anymore." He rose from his desk and snapped his briefcase closed. 
"Good day sisters."

 

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By the end of the day Relena was just thrilled that the
meetings had ended successfully and that she would not have to be facing those
gentleman again for a long while. Her and Heero rode home in silence, and once
arriving at the estate, Relena went straight up the stairs and Heero went to
the back of the estate to use what centuries ago would have been known as the
servants entrance. Once in her room Relena began taking off her cloths and had
come undone halfway when Heero entered her room. She twirled around in nothing
but panties and a slip as he approached her. And before she could take her next
breath she found herself off of her feet and flying in mid-air to land on the
bed. She giggled, looking up for a second only to see Heero flying towards her
to land on top of her. He began to kiss her roughly, peeling off the last of
her clothing along with his.

 

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While at the same time on the shuttle ride home Quatre
was watching, as Trowa was licking and sucking the last bit of cum from his
sex. He looked down at his green-eyed lover wantonly before leaving him to go
back into the sleeping compartment.

Trowa rose, shedding his flight suit heading after
Quatre.  Once there, he saw his little bird on his knees holding out a
small tube of lubrication, asking him to fuck him. Trowa\'s sex was more then
ready and he clenched his teeth feeling Quatre\'s smooth hands rubbing the gel
onto it while coating the inside of his own ass with his fingers.  Once
Quatre had finished Trowa titled his chin up and kissed him rather violently
before swinging him around on all fours and plowing deep into Quatre even
quicker and harder. Quatre cried out a little but it was the sound of pleasure,
not pain and so Trowa began his fucking of Quatre.

 

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Relena was finding herself on her own hands and knees,
her hair being pulled painfully back by Heero\'s hand, a small breath left her
as her head suddenly slammed down into the mattress, still being held tight by
Heero, who\'s thrusts had gotten more demanding and powerful.  "Oh
fuck Heequotquot;  She covered her mouth thankful that the walls of the
manor were fairly well insulated, but still she had to be careful not to get to
vocal.  Another cry left her as she felt her self being yanked up straight
onto her knees, her back pressed against Heero\'s front, his hand wrapped under
her arms, squeezing and kneading her breasts as he pounded a few final times
growling under his breath as he came inside of her.

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Quatre released a not so small cry feeling the flood of
Trowa\'s fluids begin to shoot inside of him with the final and most forceful of
Trowa\'s thrusts.  He shook a few seconds but then brought himself under
control as Trowa dislodged from him.  They heard the computer announce
that it would be two hours until they arrived at earth.  Trowa smiled.
"I\'ll go check the autopilot and sensors real quick, the then, I could
come back." 

Quatre\'s grin was wide as his eyesl.  "I\'ll be
waiting."  He then stretched out onto the cot and pulled the covers
over him still snuggling in the warmth left from Trowa. He wondered briefly how
Relena\'s meetings had went and was sure that by now she was doing some
snuggling of her own with Heero. 

He rolled on his back wondering if Heero realized how
lucky he was to have the affections of Relena. She was compassionate and kind,
beautiful and smart. The merge from adolescence to adulthood had treated her
very well. Her frail and waiflike figure had filled out in all the right
places, though she still had kept the slenderness and length in her neck,
waist, arms and legs. She had grown up to be an elegant, mature woman in body
and mind with all of the sophistication and grace her bloodline warranted, but
still she had never lost a part of her child-like charm.

He sighed her name as his mind wondered a little thinking
of last night and how he had just laid there for several seconds staring at
her, his hand smoothing her face and her hair that smelled of sweet jasmine.  Quatre
wondered exactly at what time in their marriage that he had suddenly starting
thinking of her more than a friend, wanting her more than a friend. He closed his
eyes but then opened them again widely noticing that his sex had started to
twitch and begin to harden a littlst tst thinking of her.

 But then it was merely natural for him to have some
type of feeling more than friendship wasn\'t it? He had married the girl, seen
her nakedness in both body and soul, not to mention, even though not sexually,
he had shared a bed with her for the last three years. Yea, that was it. They
had fallen into a nice, comfortable routine that every married couple does, it
was nothing more, nothing less.  He looked over suddenly seeing Trowa; his
smile was thin but beautiful non-the-less. 

"I see you\'ve missed me." He joked. 

"Very much so." Quatre breathed as he began to
moan as the taller pilot began his sweet ministrations on him; Relena\'s face
suddenly was replaced with Trowa\'s.

 

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Heero had left for a few seconds to fetch Relena some
dinner, as per Quatre\'s orders, leaving the ex-queen alone with her thoughts. 
&quou cou care for me like no one else Quatre, and for that I love you." 
She suddenly realized she had spoken the words out loud, grateful that Heero
was not there to hear them. 

She rose out of the bed and walked to the closet, and
opening the doors she pulled out a thin silk robe. Her eyes caught Quatre\'s
clothing beside hers and she reached out her hand to touch the shirt that
Quatre had absent-mindedly hung-up instead of throwing in the dirty cloths. She
pulled it off of the hanger to dispose of it properly but then brought the
fabric up to her face and breathed in deeply the scent of her husband, she bit
her lip to control the giggle as she felt her groin become suddenly wet again,
and her nipples just slightly tingly.

Quatre had grown rather handsome and dapper within the
last year. The gangly days of his teen years were gone, replaced by a great
physic and even greater maturity.  His smile was still just as sweet and
warm though and his light eyes still carried more love in their gaze then ever. 
She suddenly found herself wishing he would return as quickly as possible, but
then scolded herself immediately.  What was she thinking? Of course she
should love Quatre as more than just a friend. True, their relationship was
platonic but that did not mean they had not shared intimate moments in other
ways? Not to mention she had married him and took his name and had been living
together with him for three years.  She laughed silently at herself,
you\'re acting like a silly schoolgirl again Relena just let it pass.

The door began to open back up and she threw the shirt
quickly to the bottom of the closet slamming the doors closed. It was Heero of
course pushing in a wheeled cart, silver covered trays scattered everywhere
upon it. He parked the cart beside the small table and Relena went over to him,
trying desperately to not think of Quatre, but wondering when the thought of
Quatre as only being a friend had changed in her mind; she began to help him
place the plates on the table. Heero had already uncovered a dish of oysters
and had eaten one, extending his hand out that held another, Relena giggled and
opened her mouth, allowing the slippery muscle to tickle her tongue before
allowing it to slide down her throat.  Once swallowed she spoke. "Do you
really think we need oysters?" 

Heero cocked a brow. "Not in the least, but it is
what Quatre had on the menu, along with", Heero stopped momentarily to
uncover another dish, "fresh cheesecake with berries...and cream." 
Relena smiled devilishly at Heero reading his thoughts perfectly. Quatre was
then forgotten.

 

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It was almost 10 PM at night before Trowa and Quatre came
through the front doors of the Winner estate.  Relena toned down her
excitement and merely greeted Quatre with sisterly kiss on the cheek and Quatre
returned the gesture hugging her gently. 

“Did you have a nice trip?”

Quatre knitted together his brows. "Yes, thank you
but I have to talk to you Relena." She tilted her head somewhat surprised
but saw in his eyes it was of most importance. 

"Of course." 

Quatre took Relena\'s hand and began leading her away
turning back to Trowa briefly. "Thank you again Trowa." 

"Good-night Trowa, and thank you." Relena
managed to get out before being almost drug up the stairs by Quatre."\'

Though she knew whatever Quatre had to speak to her about
was important she did not like being drug by him and so once inside their room
with the door closed she yanked herself from his grasp.  "What the
hell Quatre?" 

He took a step back. "I\'m sorry Relena. I didn\'t
mean to be so rough."

Relena\'s anger left her as she softly chuckled. "I
fuck Heero, believe me, you weren\'t being rough."  She furrowed her
brow slightly when Quatre gave her no response.  "What is it
sweetie?" Her hand was on his shoulder and he covered it with his and
looking into her eyes intensely he took a deep breath.

"We have to talk, about, having children." 


Relena\'s face went blank, except for her blinking eyes as
her brain tried to process and comprehend his words. 
"Children?" She choked on the word.  She left his side to go sit
on the edge of the bed still in mild shock.

 

To be continued...