The NC-17 Micro-Series

Title: Friends in Need
Author: Ryoko 03
Started: May 2001
Status: Complete

Disclaimers: I don't own Gundam Wing or any of the characters.
Although we all know if I did, the bois would be getting a lot more
nookie....

Warnings: PWP masturbation and lemon.

Pairing: 3x3; 5x3

Additional Note: In almost all the feedback for 'Stress Relief', I got
requests to either continue the story (it was meant to be a one shot)
or write a sequel. This, by popular demand, is the sequel.

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Friends in Need
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Trowa closed the door to his room behind him, leaning against it
heavily and running a hand through his sweat-soaked bangs. The day had
been unbearably hot to start out with, and then--of course--Wufei had
decided to practice his katas outside. With no shirt.

Admittedly, the European teen had been able to watch a lot longer than
he had expected, but he had soon found himself hard as a rock and fled
to the relative safety of his room once more.

"This is getting ridiculous," he chided himself, one hand ghosting over
his denim-covered erection and drawing a soft gasp from his throat. "I
can't go on like this."

Pushing himself away from the door, Trowa made his way to bed bed and
threw himself down on the mattress. Hissing slightly in disgust with
himself, he eased the zipper down and shoved his jeans down and off
along with his boxers. His heated arousal now freed, he reached down
with one long-fingered hand and grasped it. A low moan escaped him as
he began to stroke himself, eyes fluttering shut as his mind replayed
the images of his longed-for lover's sweat-covered form.

"Damn it," he half-whispered/half-gasped, "why do you effect me like
this, Wufei?" There was no answer, of course, and he clutched at the
sheets with one hand as he picked up his pace, pumping furiously as he
strove for some form of release.

A soft sound drew his attention to the balcony, and he turned his head
slightly towards it, pausing in his movement. Seeing nothing out of
the ordinary--although he vaguely remembered the glass door being
closed all the way--he resumed his activities, whimpering as he drove
his body closer to the edge. Biting his lip, he uncurled his fingers
from the covers and reached down past his erection to run teasing
fingertips along his opening.

Slender fingers closed over both of his wrists, stopping all motion on
the part of the French/Latino pilot. Emerald eyes flew open, Trowa's
face growing pale as his gaze fell upon--

"Wu-wufei?!"

Onyx eyes sparkled almost playfully as he looked over the prone boi's
form. He had only intended to watch Trowa once more, but this time hadoundound himself unable to resist slipping into the room. And when he'd
heard his own name fall from those tempting lips, his control snapped.

"You look a bit... distressed," Wufei purred, lowering his head to lap
softly at Trowa's neck. "What kind of friend would I be to not offer
some... assistance?"

The brunette shivered at the erotic undertones in the Chinese
bishounen's voice, eyes still wide but no longer filled with shock.
Longing and need glimmered in the green-gold depths, and he struggled
to find his voice. But whatever he'd been about to say faded into a
stuttering moan as Wufei released one wrist and took hold of his
straining erection.

"Mmm, beautiful," the raven-tressed teen purred, pleased with Trowa's
body's response as he began a series of firm strokes meant to tease but
not grant release. "D'you know how beautiful you are, Trowa Barton?"

Trowa groaned softly, arching off the bed a bit as he managed to drag
his eyes open partway. It was too much to hope that he wasn't having
another dream, but his dreams *never* felt so real... and he normally
didn't sleep in the middle of the afternoon. A soft whimper escaped
him as he reached up to curl one hand behind Wufei's neck, pulling the
other boi down into a fierce kiss.

The Chinese teen moaned and returned the kiss desperately, nipping at
the soft lips pressed against his own. Never breaking contact, he
released his hold on Trowa's weeping erection and, after wetting his
fingertips with the other pilot's precum, slid his hand lower to tease
at his soon-to-be lover's hidden entrance. Finally pulling
s
slightly, Wufei dropped a kiss to the European teen's nose as he
carefully slid one finger into the boi's body.

"OH!" Trowa cried out, hips bucking upward sharply at the intrusion.
His breath was coming in short harsh gasps, and he clung to the Chinese
teen in desperation. He wasn't sure what game Wufei was playing, and
he didn't much care at this point. All he knew was that he wanted
more, soon, now!

Wufei groaned softly as he slid a second and then a third finger into
the other teen, stretching him carefully. He searched for that one
spot that he knew would drive his lover wild, and he knew he'd found it
when Trowa screamed and began to rock against him. The onyx-eyed teen
bent close again, licking the exposed throat teasingly.

"Gods, I want you," he whispered, slamming his fingers in deeply again
and smiling at the moan he drew from his lover. "Do you know how long
I've wanted you?"

Trowa's eyes opened halfway, longing and desire etched in his features.
He drew Wufei down into another passionate kiss, moaning softly when
they pulled apart. "Love you," he whimpered, head lolling back onto
the pillow. "O-onegai... I need...."

"Shhhh..." Wufei whispered, kissing Trowa sweetly aswithwithdrew his
fingers and slid his pants down past his hips. He grasped his lover's
hips, lifting them off the bed as he positioned himself and began to
sink slowly into the pale form beneath him. His eyes rolled slightly
and he moaned; Trowa was incredibly tight and hot, and it was all he
could do to not come then and there.

The slender teen thrashed on the mattress, hands clutching at the
sheets as tears stung his eyes. It hurt, but it felt so terribly good
at the same time. A quivering moan escaped him as the other boi's cock
brushed against his sweet spot, rendering the tiny pain moot as his
senses were flooded with pleasure. Sensing the slight change, Wufei
pulled out slightly and then in again, hitting his lover's prostate
again and dragging another sound of pleasure from his throat. Sinking
in to the hilt, the ebony-haired pilot paused, dropping kisses to
Trowa's face and throat.

After a moment passed by, the pale teen whimpered and rocked his hips
upward. Wufei took his cue and began to move slowly, pumping into and
out of his lover's hot body, drinking up every cry of passion that
escaped the ivory throat. Trowa reached up and ran his hands over his
lover's back, through his hair, along his sides, letting his lover know
without words the depth of his adoration.

All too soon, Trowa felt himself approach to the edge, and he screamed
sharply as he reached completion. The wetness hitting his chest and
the feel of his lover's body tightening around him triggered Wufei's
own release, and he thrust into his lover three more times before
emptying his seed into the trembling body beneath his own.

They collapsed onto the bed, struggling to catch their breath as they
lie in a comfortable tangle of limbs. Wufei was the first to move,
sliding out of Trowa and gathering the passionate brunette into a warm
embrace. He dropped several warm kisses to his lover's hair and face,
brushing the soaked bangs away from lidded eyes.

"Wo ai ni," he whispered, "my beautiful one."

Trowa made a purring sound and curled against his Chinese lover,
trailing his fingers lightly over the other's caramel-toned chest. "Te
quiero," he replied softly, then giggled. "I thought you were
exercising."

To his surprise and delight, Wufei chuckled. "This was a better
workout," he said, then tilted Trowa's chin up to capture his lips
again.

Needless to say, neither one left the room for the rest of the
afternoon.

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owari
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C&C? And do you think Tro and Fei are gonna kill me for this?
*collapses on her bed and passes out*