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Twisted Matchmaking	By : SerenityRayne Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3466 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and anything related does not belong to me and I make no money from this story.

Chapter List
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A/N: *Cackles Insanely* And so it begins! So far I have 17 pairings set and planned….and god am I not done yet!

Pairings: 3x4

Rating NC-17

Warnings: MalexMale (if you couldn’t tell.); likely OOC characters

Chapter 1

Quatre sighed as he leaned back in his chair at the kitchen table, carefully nursing a cup of tea in his hands. The safe house he was currently staying in was quiet, Trowa; the only other occupant at the moment; out working on Heavyarms. But for some reason something was bothering him; and he couldn’t figure out what. Shifting in his seat Quatre released his hold on the cup and laid one bare forearm over his forehead. One thing he knew for sure was bothering him was the heat.

He had been hot for a few days now, tossing and turning and turning the air down so much he was sure he would be seeing icicles soon. And Trowa had never once complained. In fact he had looked almost relieved each time he had done it. Was Trowa suffering too? Shifting again he groaned softly as the heat seemed to get more unbearable. Why wouldn’t it stop?! He had already taken off his shirt; trying to cool down as much as he could, what more could be do? Sighing once more he never noticed the intense pair of emerald eyes watching him from the shadow of the doorway.

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Trowa Barton wasn’t an ignorant or stupid man by any means; quite the opposite really. He was quite and observant, and just because he rarely voiced or acted on his thoughts or feelings didn’t mean he didn’t have any. But this was just pushing it a bit too far; even in his opinion. This unbearable heat had been going on for a few days now and he knew he wasn’t the only one affected by it. He mentally cheered each and every time the little Arabian pilot turned down the air. And if it had all stopped there he probably would have been fine. He probably wouldn’t seriously be contemplating doing what he was about to do; what he had been denying himself the very obvious pleasure of doing since the entire Gundam Team had come together.

But seeing that pale, toned chest stretched taught as the little, deliciously innocent looking Arabian leaned back in his chair was just a bit too much even for him. Too bad there was only one of the other pilots there right now. But that was ok. If things went well here he would definitely not hold back the next time. Especially if this heat persisted.

Hearing another delicate sigh from the little blonde Trowa groaned softly and silently stalked forward. His soon to be partner may be ignorant when it came to the more physical needs of the body but he was not, and he would use everything he knew to pleasure the little one. Coming to a stop behind the other pilot Trowa leaned down, his tall frame still leaning menacingly over the smaller pilot.

“Having some trouble Quatre?”

Quatre gave a start, not having heard or felt the other enter the room and pulled his arm away from his face in order to see the other. His teal eyes widened however as he noticed how close the other was.

“I’m just hot Trowa; that’s all.”

Was it just him or did that only seem to please the taller pilot. Something stirred within his space heart but Quatre was too busy studying the others beautiful face to notice much. He had admired the other pilots, and had felt something like a need but he didn’t know for what, whenever he was near the others. But something in those dark green eyes told him he was about to find out. And something in him recognized what had happened. Sometime over the past few days something had changed. And suddenly Trowa was the predator; while he was the prey. …Only question now was…what was Trowa planning and what was he running from.

And run he did, he saw those eyes darken and with sudden instincts to guide him Quatre darted out of his chair and through the house. He wasn’t sure where he was going but he knew that Trowa was right behind him the entire time. Making another quick turn Quatre gave a cry of surprise as he slammed right into a very hard and very naked chest. Or maybe he was in front of him; how’d he get there?

Trowa smirked down at the sprawled form of the blonde before him. Oh he was definitely amused, and very definitely aroused. He knew that Quatre still didn’t understand what was going on but he also knew that some instinct had told him that the age old dance of predator vs. prey had started. And now it was time for another age old dance to begin.

“Why did you run little one?”

Quatre gulped slightly, looking up at the now much taller pilot from his place sprawled out on the floor.

“I…uh…”

Trowa’s smirk turned downright dangerous as he took in the normally so eloquent blondes stuttering; now if only he could have the other, more loud mouthed member of their group stuttering before him too. But there would definitely be a time for that. Now he had a little blonde before him who had just lead them to the perfect place.

“Why don’t we take a swim little one.”

Quatre glanced around them and realized that yes, they had somehow ended up in the pool room. Glancing shyly back up at the taller pilot Quatre nodded; it would be nice to cool down in the water. Standing slowly, instincts still running on high, Quatre turned to go to his room for his swim trunks when a strong arm wrapped tightly around his waist, pulling him back into that hard chest again.

“Trowa?!”

Trowa smirked, lips coming down to blow softly into the blondes ear as he spoke, carefully maneuvering them towards the pool steps.

“Where do you think you’re going little one?”

Quatre gasped at the words spoken so close to his ear and the whispered words.

“To…to get my trunks.”

Trowa chuckled lowly, mouth now hovering just above the pulse point of that pale throat.

“Who says you’re gonna need them?”

“Wha-Ah!”

Trowa hadn’t given him much time to respond, moving his mouth down to suckle at that point, before biting it as well. He was determined to make this little one thoroughly by the time he was done with him. Biting down again Trowa’s long fingered hands began to make short work of the shorts the little one had on.

Quatre gasped as Trowa’s mouth continued to work at his neck. What….was he doing? It felt…good…but… He felt those strong hands at his pants and his eyes widened as they began to un-button them.

“Trowa?”

Trowa smirked, pulling back from the now purple mark. Once he was sure he had the little blonde un buttoned he turned the other around swiftly and caught those sweet lips in a deep kiss. Coaxing the little blonde to respond Trowa was pleasantly surprised when he did, hesitantly moving his lips against his own. While he had the blonde distracted Trowa quickly pushed the shorts down and reached for the rest, only to stop short when all his hand came into contact with was skin. Pulling back from the kiss his smirk deepened and his eyes darkened as he looked at the flush, naked and panting blonde.

“Quatre, no underwear? Were you expecting something little one?”

Quatre blushed deeply as he continued to pant for breathe; having definitely caught onto what the other was implying; what with his actions to this point. Seeing those green eyes rove over his form Quatre began to quickly pull back, attempting to cover himself. But before he could do that his hands were caught and held above his head by a pair of strong, gun roughened ones.

“Don’t hide yourself from me little one. Your beautiful like this.”

Quatre gasped as one of those hands released his only to trail down his chest as the other held his own still tightly above his head.

“Trowa?”

Trowa smirked again, leaning down to stare into teal eyes as his one free hand moved to make quick work of his own shorts and boxers, he needed release and soon.

“Tell me Quatre, have you ever had sex?”

Quatre blushed deeply at the others words though he felt something stirring, that same something that had been stirring around the others for quite some time now. Trowa saw the blush and accurately read the look.

“No huh? How about I show you how good it could be huh? It might even make some of that heat go away.”

Quatre blinked shyly. He had read about sex and he had definitely heard about it; his sisters had all talked about it and he even knew that one of his sisters made porns of different kinds, though he had never seen any; but what should he do now?

“I…”

Trowa smiled softly and leant down to take Quatre’s lips into another kiss, this one softer than the first and he allowed his smiled to grow as he felt Quatre responding to it almost immediately.

“At least try it little one, if you don’t like it we’ll stop.”

Though he knew he would be hard pressed to do that. Finally freeing the buttons from his shorts Trowa let his clothes fall to the ground as he pulled back from yet another kiss. Panting slightly he looked over the flush form as he felt desire flow though him again, hardening his cock further. Dear god the boy was gorgeous, and whether he realized it or not his body wanted this, his own hard cock showed it as it rose from a nest of pale blonde hair.

Smiling again Trowa turned the blonde again and pushed him down to kneel on the first step of the pool.

Quatre gasped as the cool water rushed over his heated calves. But it was a moan that came out of his mouth as he looked up and came face to head with the other boys impressive erection. Yes he was innocent when it came to sex, yes he had never done this before but he damn well wanted to now! He wanted to know what all the fuss was about, and he was hard like he had never been before; and he didn’t think a cold shower or jerking off would help this one.

Glancing up into those dark green eyes Quatre shyly reached out his small, delicate hand and wrapped it around the long, hard cock before him, becoming more confident as his actions caused a moan to be ripped from the normally silent pilots mouth. Taking a firmer hold on the hard organ Quatre began to pump as he would pump himself, twisting his wrist from time to time. It was obviously good for the other because his eyes had slid to half-mast. It was then, watching that hard organ in front of him that Quatre decided to try what he had heard some of his sisters talking about when they hadn’t known he was there.

Taking one last glance at the panting pilot, Quatre leaned forward and licked the shinning, engorged head with his tongue. Trowa cried out, eyes flying open and Quatre was not only encouraged by this but also turned on; it had tasted much better than he had thought it would. It tasted….spicy, and….dangerous was the best way to describe it. Feeling bolder now Quatre moved even further forward and wrapped his lips around the head on that shaft and began to lick and suck as best he could. Allah he was aroused now.

Trowa cried out, head thrown back as the little demon in angels form took the head of his cock into his mouth. Dear god it was so good, so wet and hot and dear god he couldn’t hold back. Reaching down with a shaky hand Trowa grasped the blondes soft hair and held him still. Meeting those shy and confused teal eyes Trowa smirked darkly; god he just wanted to let go, and he would.

“Hang on little one.”

Quatre only had a moment to blinked before Trowa was thrusting into his mouth. He choked slightly the first time but Quatre quickly relaxed his throat so it wouldn’t happen again, his eyes wide as that cock kept moving in and out of his mouth. A moan from above him had teal eyes locking with that pleasure filled face above him. It was enough to shake himself from his shock and begin to lick and suck the long cock basically pounding his mouth with fervor.

Trowa cried out, louder this time as he felt his release drawing near. That mouth and tongue were going to be his undoing he was sure. But rather than pull the blonde off so he could cum in that sweet ass of his Trowa kept going, his rhythm becoming jerky and slightly harsher as his end drew nearer. There would be time for more in a bit, for now he wanted to fill that sweet mouth with his cum. The little blonde swallowed and that was it; a final cry and he went rigid, his long, lean form taught as his cock twitched and shot his load down that convulsing throat.

Quatre choked as Trowa’s cum entered his mouth, the amount too much for him to swallow, though he did his best. What didn’t make it down his throat spilled over his lips to paint his face in Trowa’s release.

“Lick it clean Quatre.”

Quatre was so dazed that he didn’t even hesitate in order to feel embarrassed as he pulled back and started licking the last of that delicious cum from the still slightly hard length before him. God that had been…beyond good. But he was still hard, and it hurt!

Trowa pulled back when he deemed Quatre’s job done and groaned as he got a look at the little pink tongue that flicked out to wipe some of his release from his cum covered face, sitting down on the edge of the pool to give his jelly filled legs a bit of a break Trowa reached out and caught the blonde in an intense, passion filled kiss. Pulling back only when they needed air Trowa smiled down at the blonde as he rested his chin on the others forehead.

“Ready for more little one?”

Quatre whimpered and reached one of his own hands down to tug at his now painful cock. He wanted to cum so badly! Giving head; as he had heard his sisters call it; to Trowa had gotten him even harder than before if that was even possible.

Trowa saw the tugging hand and frowned as he reached down and batted that hand away, enjoying the cry of disappointment he got for that act.

“Now now little one, we can’t have you coming too soon.”

Leaning back on his hands Trowa watched the panting blonde for a moment before reaching over to his shorts and pulling a bottle from his pocket. Tossing it to the blonde Trowa smirked sexily at the confused look he got in return.

“Spread that on your fingers little one, then I want you to turn sideways on that step, lean down with your ass in the air and stretch yourself for me too see.”

Quatre blushed darkly, at the others words but he was so hard he knew he would do anything to get off. Opening the bottle Quatre quickly slicked one of his hands in the gel and placed it back on the pools edge before moving as he was asked too. Bending so his ass was in the air Quatre’s blush deepened as he felt how exposed he was to the others eyes.

“Now stretch yourself Quatre. And maybe I’ll even help you some if you’re good.”

He wanted Trowa’s touch, he wanted it so badly. And so he reached back with his gel slicked hand and traced down the crack of his ass until he found his entrance. Blsuhing brightly as he got a deep moan from the other he carefully began to insert one of his fingers into himself. He gasped at the feeling; having never tried it before. It wasn’t painful, as he had half expected it to be, it was just slightly odd. Working on instinct Quatre began to pump his finger in and out of his hole, moaning slightly as he got further and further in.

But soon that just wasn’t enough and Quatre quickly added a second, gasping at the slight pain this entry caused Quatre paused, squirming for a moment before chancing a glance back at Trowa. What he saw caused him to moan and his fingers to begin pumping in and out of his ass once again. Trowa was watching him with such intensity as he fiddled with something in his hands that it set his nerves alight. He didn’t want to disappoint the other.

Soon a third finger was added but this time Quatre never even thought to pause, to engrossed in what he was doing to care about the slight pain as his hips pistoned back to fuck himself on his fingers. Allah he would definitely be doing this again.

Trowa broke from his viewing and smirked at the look of pleasure on the others face. If he thought that was good. Looking down at what he held in his hand Trowa smirked and moved until he was behind the blonde.

“That’s enough Quatre, remove your fingers now.”

Quatre groaned in disappointment but didn’t disobey.

“You think that was good, let me show you a little more Quatre. You’ve been good.”

Quatre blinked slightly dazed teal eyes, wondering what he could want to show him but he started as something wet and cold was pressed against his ass. Looking over his shoulder Quatre blushed.

Trowa smirked as he held the lube covered pool thermometer up for the blonde to see.

“This will make things a bit more interesting Quatre.”

Turning his attention back to that beautiful ass Trowa slipped the thermometer down till it rested against that tight but stretched hole. Not giving any more warning than that Trowa thrusted the cylinder past the ring of muscles and into the blonde ass.

Quatre cried out at the sensation, if he thought his fingers hand been good, then that smooth glass was even better. Trowa smirked at the cry and pulled the cylinder out till only the very end was still inside. No more words. Pushing the tube back in Trowa began to carefully fuck the panting blonde on the instrument, moving it around at different angles as he searched the blondes depths for what he was looking for.

Quatre gave a sharp, loud cry; his hips jerking back to meet the last thrust of the tube as the intensity of the pleasure caused spots to cover his vision. What was that?!

Trowa smirked; found it. And with his new toy found he began to abuse it mercilessly, hitting the little blondes prostrate with every stroke of the tube. Quatre shook as pleasure invaded his senses, leaving very little room for common sense or anything else. All he was worried about now was the release of that slowly building tension. With a final cry of Trowa’s name Quatre’s seed shot from his cock to cloud the water below him. Spent, Quatre breathed hard as he felt the tube removed from his ass. But he started when it was replaced by something else, something rather obviously bigger.

Trowa watched the little blonde release with lust darkened eyes before he removed the tube he had just recently been carefully fucking the Sandrock pilot with; tossing it out into the pool somewhere. As he saw that pale back relax he got to his feet on the second step and grasped those pale hips in his hands, picking them up higher and aligning his cock with the now relaxed hole. It would make it easier on the blonde if he entered now.

“And now the fun really started little one.”

Pushing forward Trowa was rewarded as the tight ring of muscle gave in with little resistance, pushing in at a steady pace Trowa held onto his control carefully. He didn’t want to hurt the little blonde after all.

Quatre panted and whimpered as that long, thick rod entered him. Trowa was definitely bigger than three fingers and the thermometer too. But Allah it felt so good! His passage was so sensitive and he could feel every inch of Trowa’s cock as he moved into him. Feeling Trowa’s hips hit his ass Quatre breathed deep, relishing the feel of that cock in him and that lean, strong body above him. Why had he waited so long for this? When he knew; admitted to himself now; that he had wanted this from any and all of the other pilots since he had joined up with them?

“Trowa…move! Please!”

Grunting acknowledgement Trowa pulled back almost all the way before shoving back in striking the others prostrate in the process. And as the little blonde below him cried out in pleasure Trowa picked up his pace, assured that he wasn’t hurting the little one, that he was actually enjoying it.

Gasping as he felt his end coming near Trowa released his hold on the blondes hips; there would no doubt be bruises; and reached around to stroke him. That was the end for Quatre however. Back arching he cried out, his release shooting to coat Trowa’s hand and the water below them as spots danced before his eyes.

Trowa faltered as that hot, wet passage tightened intimately around him, he got off a few more jerky thrusts before he too came, spilling his cum into the hot depths. Quatre moaned as he felt Trowa’s hot cum fill his ass, it felt so good!

Pulling out after a moment Trowa reached down and pulled the blonde into his arms. Standing from the water Trowa ignored everything else as he cradled the blonde in his arms and left for his room. He had a mission in the morning and it was best if he rest now. But tat didn’t mean he was letting go of the little blonde any time soon.

A/N: DAMN! I had fun writing this! And I think our boys had fun acting it out for me! *glances back at an all too smug Trowa and a sated Quatre* Yeah I think they had fun. Next one hopefully coming soon.

Trowa’s leaving on a mission but now he’s gotten Quatre’s hormones raging! What’s gonna happen?!
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