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I wish I were you	By : Lisachan Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3190 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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20. Jealous

�How, how? How does he do it, Heero? How, Heero? I wanna
know. How?�

Heero glared from his position crouched on the floor. �Duo, shut the fuck UP!� he hissed, pressing a hand over
Duo�s mouth.

Duo, also kneeled in front of Wufei�s door,
shook his head, easily getting rid of Heero�s hand,
and pushed four angrily upheld fingers into his face. �He came four times in
less than a half hour. Four times! How did he do
that?!�

�Duo, if I knew, I would tell you, but unfortunately, I don�t.�

�But it�s physically impossible! It�s just not possible, Heero!�

Heero winced at the high-pitched tone of Duo�s voice, again attempting
to cover his lover�s mouth with his hand, and this time succeeding. �Duo. Honey. You know I love you,
but if you don�t shut up right now, I�m afraid I�m gonna have to hurt you a
little bit. Okay?�

Duo stared at him with wide eyes, falling silent.

�Are you gonna be quiet now?�

Duo nodded.

�Good.�

Duo looked back at the door, trying to find out just what was going on
in there. These thoughts managed to keep him busy for exactly four seconds
before he turned back to Heero. �You know, I don�t mind you hurting me� a
little bit,� he said with a smirk.

Heero bit his lip, catching himself before he would growl � quite
loudly � in frustration. �Duo, for the last time. Be.
Quiet. I can�t hear anything like that. And for the love of god, wipe that
horny smirk off you face!�

�But Heerrooo,� Duo
cajoled, gluing himself against Heero�s reluctant
body. �I am horny. It�s
from listening to them moaning and screaming.� His hand sneaked down and he
started to provocatively rub Heero�s groin. �I wanna fuck you, Heero.�

�W‑what, now?� Heero spluttered, gasping when Duo squeezed just a bit. He had to
admit that his wicked hand actions were very stimulating.

�Yes, now,� Duo hissed. �Take off your pants.�

�No!� Heero barked under his breath, appalled, and rightfully so.
�We�re not gonna fuck in the hallway!� He crawled back, far enough from Duo�s
eager grasp to stumble upright.

�But I want you, Heero.� He crawled over to his lover on hands and
knees, looking up at him with half lidded eyes and his lips parted a bit.
�Please, Heero? In the bedroom then?�

Some incoherently whimpered words drifted out of Heero�s
mouth. Nodding swiftly, he grabbed Duo�s wrist and pulled him up and behind
him. Once in the safety of their room, he kissed him passionately, pushing his
hips up against Duo�s. �Duo� How do you do this every time? To get me so worked
up with so little words and actions?� Heero panted.

�Does it matter?� Duo grinned, while he tugged the button of Heero�s pants free and slid his hands under the waistband.

�Hardly.� Heero moaned as Duo�s hands covered his ass and squeezed. A sudden cry
of surprise startled him.

�Heero!�

�Duo, what the fuck�?!� Heero pulled back from
their fierce embrace, and saw Duo looking at him with the most happy of smiles,
his eyes gleaming with contentment.

�You�re wearing them!�

�Wearing�?� Craning his head back a bit, Heero tried to see what Duo
was aiming at, but his pants were still covering his ass. �What?�

�The boxers!� Duo punctuated this statement by slipping a finger through the open
seam and prodding Heero�s opening. Heero was wearing
the crotchless boxers!

�Ah!� Heero yelped. �Oh, yeah. I forgot.� He
smiled at the obvious joy on Duo�s face. �Well, I thought that maybe it might
be fun after all.�

�Oh, Heero! I love you forever!� Duo cried, and pushed Heero backwards until he
fell on the bed. He wrestled with his pants for a moment, his excitement making
his fingers shaky, but eventually managing to kick them off. He, of course,
wore no underwear.

�I thought you already did that,� Heero chuckled, pulling his polo
shirt over his head.

�Shut up and let me fuck you,� Duo growled. Without further fuss, he
turned Heero over on the bed, moaning at the pink flesh of Heero�s
ass invitingly smiling back at him from between the boxers. �You got any lube?�

�Yeah.� Heero reached under the pillow and tossed the tube behind him, next to
Duo.

�Good. You�re gonna need it,� Duo grinned.

Heero found himself shivering at these words, and he purred as Duo ran
slicked, teasing fingers over his opening. �Hurry,� he whimpered. �Please.�

Affected by Heero�s begging, Duo quickly
prepared his boyfriend, and briefly closing his eyes, he had to rein in his
desires when he covered his cock with the lube. He was very close. �I�m gonna
take you hard and quick, Heero,� he gargled.

�Yes,� Heero whispered harshly. �I�m ready.� He perked his ass up more,
wiggling his hips, and he chuckled when he heard Duo moaning. The next thing he
felt was Duo�s hand through his hair, pushing his head down onto the pillow,
and his cock sliding into him with a quick thrust, which made him cry out in
masochistic pleasure.

�Oh fuck�� Duo hissed. �You�re so tight, baby. So
tight it� almost hurts.�

�Yeah, well� You�re hurting me too,� Heero panted.

�You want me to stop?�

�What do you take me for, a wimp?� Heero snapped. �Finish it, dammit!� Heero knew that Duo liked this position, this
feeling of control over him. To have him with his ass up in the air and his
head pushed into the pillow. They didn�t do it like this very often, mostly
Heero was on top, but he guessed that it couldn�t do any harm to sometimes let
Duo have his wicked way with him. Kept the boy happy.

�Can I� call you names?� Duo grunted.

�Oh, you�re gonna get kinky on me now?�

�Can I?�

�Sure, whatever you want.�

�Ahn� Heero� You�re my� You�re my bitch!�

�You like calling me that, don�t you?�

�Yes!� Duo admitted. �You�re my boy-bitch! You�re my whore. Oh!� A
mental image of Heero lying on a bed with black lace, dressed only in black
stockings and a corset drove Duo�s hormones out of control, and he was rapidly
ascending. �Moan for me, slut! Say you want more! Beg
for it like the whore you are!�

Duo�s dirty talk was unmistakably turning Heero on, and he thrust his
hips back. �Please Duo! Fuck me harder! Please go deeper! I beg of you!� Duo
began rotating his hips, scraping his cock against as much of Heero�s insides as he could, and Heero groaned in delight.
�That feels so good! I love you, Master!� Heero moaned, knowing that the
appellation of �Master� would send his lover over the edge. He was right. The
hand holding his head down tightened in his hair, Duo�s cock driving deep into
him gave a last hard thrust, and then his body stiffened. Hot semen flooded his
channel, and a lovely cry of surrender filled his ears.

�Heero love�� Duo gasped as he dropped himself on Heero�s
back. �That was so fucking good.� He managed to roll off Heero�s
back in a happy pile of sated limbs � after some pretty insistent bucks of Heero�s shoulders against his chest � and just lay for at
least a full minute. Once his sense of hearing had returned to him, he heard a
very seductive murmuring in his ear.

�Oh, Master��

Cracking an eye open, he lazily let his head loll to the side, to stare
into smoldering, pleading cobalt blue. �Heero?�

Heero smiled, glad to get a reaction out of him, and licked his lips
ever so provocatively. �I seem to have a little problem.� He held Duo�s gaze,
and made it follow him down to his groin, where his erection was pressing
against a still intact part of fabric of his boxers.

Duo felt his mouth falling open, and instinctively he crawled up and
over to Heero�s groin. �Ohh!�
he groaned.

�Can you help me with that? Master?� Heero
chanted.

The groan had changed to a predatory growl now, as Duo roughly pushed
Heero on his back and pushed his knees apart. �I most definitely can, my beautiful slut.� And he pulled Heero�s
cock from between the soft flaps of his boxers and went down on him, very
enthusiastically, which made Heero make quite funny � yet extremely stimulating
sounds.

Heero bit his lip and closed his eyes in pleasure. Duo�s mouth always
felt so damn perfect on his cock. His hands crept down, one to grab Duo�s hair,
the other to fist the sheets. It wasn�t long before he announced his climax
with a loud shout, and he felt his seed being drunk by his lover.

�Duo, that was� perfect�� he breathed. He smiled a thank you as Duo
crawled up next to him and kissed him lovingly. �I love you.�

�I love you too, my pretty whore,� Duo grinned.

�You know, you can drop the act now,� Heero muttered.

�But I like calling you my whore.�

�You�re naughty.�

�No, but I�m very good! I�ll even go and get a cloth to clean us up!�

Heero shook his head as Duo jumped off the bed. �You always have to
have the last word, don�t you?�

�Yes, I do,� Duo chirped. He bounced into the bathroom and humming,
drenched a wash cloth with warm water. As he stood and wrung it out, he thought
he could hear something. He stopped humming and pricked up his ears.

It was official now.

He had yet again reached an even higher level of disbelief.

�Nooo�� he breathed, whipping around. Eyes
fixed on the wall, he stepped into the bath tub and
pushed his ear against the wall. His mouth fell open, his eyes blinked incredulously,
and the washcloth in his hands wasn�t likely to ever find back its original
shape.

�I don�t� I don�t believe this,� he whispered to himself.

Heero sighed softly as he pressed his head back in the softness of the
pillow. A cool breeze from the open window ghosted over the wet traces of semen
on his belly, and he shivered. He could feel the friskiness of the air crawling
between the seam of his boxers, caressing his warm skin, and he couldn�t help
but laugh at the absurdity of him actually wearing them, just to please his
lover. Only Duo could make him do a thing as crazy as that.

The mess on his body started to feel uncomfortable, and he wondered
what was taking Duo so long to fetch the wash cloth.

Unless�

He shot upright and shook his head.

�Oh god�� he heard coming through the crack of the bathroom door. �Oh god!�

�Impossible!� Heero hissed, scrambling off the bed and hastily walking
to the bathroom. Peeking in, he felt his eyes widening. In the bath tub, he saw
his dearest boyfriend standing with his ear against the wall, panting rather
quickly, and with his hand moving suspiciously under his shirt.

Grinning, he crossed his arms over his chest and leaned his shoulders
against the doorpost. �Duo, why in heaven�s name are you standing half dressed
in our bath tub?�

Duo�s hand slid from under his shirt and made a squeezing gesture,
quite accurately demonstrating what he would do to Heero�s
balls if he didn�t hold his tongue now. �Don�t you hear that, dammit?� he hissed. �This is the fucking fifth time!�

�What, Wufei again?� Heero asked, softer now.

�Yes.�

�Again?�

�Yes!�

Heero stepped in the tub himself and made to put his own ear against
the wall, just as the sound of a fist banging against the wall on the other
side made them both jump.

�Fuck Zechs! More! Harder!� they heard Wufei begging.

�Heero.�

Heero turned his head. �Yes.�

�I want to know.�

Heero�s eye twitched as he watched Duo�s mind debating what to do. Or so he
thought. �Duo, you�re not going to��

�Oh yes,� Duo murmured, a most evil grin on his face. �I�m going to
ask.�

�Duo, no!� But Duo had vanished from the bathroom faster than Heero could blink.
�Duo, come back here!� He jumped behind him, grabbing his clothes and hastily
putting them on as he stumbled out of their bedroom. He was just in time to
jerk Duo�s hand away from the handle of Wufei�s door.
Well, at least the idiot had had the decency to put on his pants!

�Duo, no,� he said again, looking his lover in the eyes.

�But I wanna know how he does it, Heero, to
come five times in a row!� Duo pleaded.

�Me too, honey, but you can�t just burst in
there! They might still be busy!�

Duo thought for a moment, then he � rather
stupidly � turned to the door. �Then we�ll just make up an excuse,� he said,
and knocked the door before Heero got the chance to protest again.

Heero slapped his forehead and protested anyway. �What�? What are you
gonna say then?�

�I�ll think of something,� Duo shrugged, knocking again. It took a
while. He tried his luck and attempted to just push the door open, but it was
locked, naturally. Just when he was about to make some racket, the door opened,
and Zechs� smiling face appeared in front of him,
neatly dressed and smelling of a hot shower.

�Yes?� Zechs asked.

Duo was intimidated. Zechs was taller than
him; and obviously a notorious lover, as they�d only just found out. �Uhm� Is Wufei here?� he
stuttered, trying to peer past the man.

Heero snorted. What the hell kind of question was that?

�He�s getting dressed,� Zechs said, gesturing
his head to the bathroom. �Do you need him?�

�Uhu,� Duo nodded. �It�s for uhm� We�d like to� Quatre�s asked
us to start moving his stuff to here.�

�Wufei?� Zechs called. �Duo and
Heero are here, they want to��

�Yeah, I heard,� Wufei smiled, sailing into
Duo and Heero�s field of vision. He walked over to
the door and looked Heero up and down. �So� where is Quatre�s
stuff then?�

�Well�� Heero began, �if we want to move his stuff in here, then we
first have to move your st��

�I wanna know how you could come five times
in half an hour!� Duo abruptly butted in, unable to help himself.

Wufei�s eyes widened, rather shocked by the sudden question. �What� what do
you mean!� he spluttered. He felt his cheeks flushing, but he valiantly held an
angry eye on the American.

Heero�s head jerked to the side as well. �Duo!� he hissed. �Next time, try to
turn your tongue seven times in your mouth before you blurt something out like
that again, okay!�

�I�m sorry, Heero,� Duo peeped, now feeling
rather uncomfortable under the eyes of the three men burning on him.

�I demand you tell me how you know that!� Wufei
stated.

�You were
eavesdropping, weren�t you?� Zechs grinned.

�Why�� Duo�s
mouth opened and closed in a semblance of indignity. �Of
course not! Does that sound like something I would do?�

�Yes it does!� Wufei yelled, seeing right through his obvious lie. �You�re
terrible, Maxwell.�

�Well� Heero did
it too!�

Heero�s eye
twitched again. �You are such a tattle tale, do you know that!� he snapped.

�Well,� Zechs murmured as he slid his arms around Wufei from behind. �I don�t mind, really.�

Wufei�s head
whipped around. �Huh?�

�It�s exciting,
don�t you think, my little dragon? In fact, I�ll tell you more.� Zechs� voice lowered and he whispered in his lover�s ear.
�I knew they were listening.�

�You knew?!� Wufei exclaimed.

�Holy
fucking Christ!� This had even Duo appalled.

�Yes,� Zechs grinned. �I saw you sneaking behind us, Maxwell.�

Duo gasped. �Like
yesterday morning when I called you! You left the phone open on purpose!�

�What? What?!� Wufei said. �You did take
the phone from me. You didn�t close it?!�

�Hmm� It�s one of
my kinks,� Zechs murmured, softening Wufei�s anger with a gentle lick along his cheek. �You�d
better get to know all of them.�

�You perv!� Duo accused, though with a grin of
his own.

�Oh, don�t act so
shocked, I�m sure you would like it too,� Heero sniggered, grabbing him and
hugging him close. �Wouldn�t you now? Huh? To show off what kind of great
couple we are?�

�Hmm�� Duo
purred. �I believe you might be right.�

�Show offs,� Wufei snorted.

�Now, shall we
get started?� Zechs said.

�With
what?� Duo asked.

�Moving
Wufei�s stuff.�

�Oh! Yeah sure.�

�Maybe you�d like
to change the sheets? I think it will be necessary.�

�Over
my dead body!� Duo huffed.

�I can arrange
that,� Wufei smirked, with a suggestive nod to the
katana standing in the corner.

Duo started with
a sarcastic repeat. �Huuh� I can arrange that�� Then
he gave up. �Oh, shut up.�

Wufei
crossed his arms, looking victorious for having outsmarted Duo.

Zechs
chuckled and tossed the dirty bedclothes over at Duo.

�Hey!� Duo
complained. �Why is everyone always aiming at me?�

�Because you�re
always the one starting the trouble,� Heero said, having disappeared for a
while, but now back, arms laden with Quatre�s stuff.

�Heero!� Duo
wailed.

�Shut up. I was
joking.�

�Like hell you
were!�

Heero frowned.
�You admit then?�

�No!�

Zechs shook
his head and brushed past them with some of Wufei�s
clothes. �There there, little ones. We�ve got work to
do,� he smirked.

Wufei came
up shortly behind him, carrying some books and something that looked
suspiciously like a plush dragon. He stopped in front of Duo and looked
pointedly at the bedclothes lying between them.

�What?� Duo asked,
annoyed.

�My arms are
full. I can�t carry them,� Wufei shrugged.

�Then get rid of
them when you come back.�

�No. I want you to get rid of them.�

�But�
why me?�

Wufei
shrugged again and tilted his head. �You shouldn�t have been eaves dropping.�

With a grunt, Duo
snatched up the bedclothes, careful not to touch any possible wetness. He kept
an angry eye fixed on the grinning Chinese, although he had the impression his
attention was only partly fixed on him. He seemed to be waiting for something,
and it wasn�t for him to pick up the bedclothes.

Wufei
grinned and looked down on Duo most satisfied when he bent to pick up the
bedclothes, keeping a half eye on his slant eyed friend, on his way to the
door. And once the two of them were alone in the room�

� he struck.

�Duo, I want my
book back!� he hissed.

Duo was mildly
surprised at how Wufei was suddenly spitting the
words down his ears, but managed to mask it with a little airy laugh. �Ah� I
knew there was something.�

�Maxwell! I mean
it! I kept my promise, I�ll switch rooms with Quatre!
Now, you have to keep yours and give me back my book!�

�Yes yes, okay,� Duo chuckled. �I�ll give it back.�

�Good. And for
fucks sake, don�t tell Zechs, or� Don�t tell anyone!�

�Yeah yeah, whatever.� Duo started
ambling towards the door, radiating something uninterested at Wufei�s fate should Zechs find
out about the book.

Wufei
briskly caught up with Duo, effectively blocking his way outside. �Duo, are you
gonna listen to me?! Don�t tell anyone!�

�Sure, I�m gonna
listen!�

�What�s all the
hassle?

Wufei
whipped around. �Zechs! Uh�
nothing, noth��

�Wufei reads porn!�

�Duo!� Wufei shouted, spinning around again. �You said you would
listen!�

�Didn�t say I was
gonna obey,� Duo shrugged
simplistically. �That�s a different thing, you know.�

Wufei
gnashed his teeth while he was contemplating a non existent escape route,
precariously avoiding Zechs� eyes.

�Hey, what�s
going on here?� Heero said, noticing Wufei�s
desperate and Zechs� slightly shocked expressions.

�Wufei reads porn,� Duo happily continued proclaiming.

�There�s nothing
wrong with reading a little porn every now and then,� Wufei
parried bravely. �You two are porn, that�s
a lot worse.�

�Hey, what can I
say? Heero and I make a great couple and we have a healthy sex life,� Duo
sniggered. �Can you say the same, Wuffles?�

�Didn�t you hear
that for yourself not five minutes ago, Maxwell?� Zechs
said, frowning rather annoyed.

�Well yeah, but�
at least we�re not afraid to admit it!�

�Neither are we.
You think I�d have let you listen otherwise?�

Duo took a breath
to speak back, but the words stayed trapped somewhere in the back of his
throat.

�Now, go get Wufei�s book.�

�Fine,� Duo
muttered, stomping off.

In the mean time,
Wufei had finally given up on trying to find a way to
squeeze himself behind the wallpaper. Was he hallucinating
here, or was Zechs really sticking up for him? �Zechs, you�re� you�re not angry with me?�

�What, for
reading porn?�

�Yeah.�

Smiling, Zechs wrapped his arms around Wufei�s
neck and looked him in the face. �Of course not. Surprised, yes. But not angry.�

�But� but it�s
not� It�s no regular porn.�

�Oh
no? What kind of porn is it then?�

�Yeah Wufei, what kind of porn is it?� Heero asked, unable to
hide his curiosity. Duo�d never told him about having
stolen that book from Wufei. When had the cunning
bastard done that?

�It�s SM,� Duo
grinned, having caught Heero�s question as he stepped
back into the room, leafing though the book.

�You just never
stop, do you?!� Wufei bit, snatching the book from
between Duo�s thieving hands.

�What the� Ow! Dammit, Wufei!�

�What is it now?�
Wufei growled. Those few times he didn�t abuse his name, it just had to be
in some obscene way.

�Paper cut! Look,
it�s bleeding!� Duo yammered, shoving his finger under Wufei�s
nose.

Heero sighed in
annoyance. Was Duo high on sugar again? Or something else,
for that matter? �Duo, you�re not gonna bleed to death,� he sighed.

�No, that would
be too good to be true.�

�Wuffles, I am so gonna kick your Chinese yellow ass!�

�Hey!� Zechs barked, protecting his lover as Duo charged for him.
�That ass is mine!�

�Fuck Zechs,� Duo growled, backing off a bit. Not that he was
afraid of him.

�

Okay, he was, a
bit.

�Fine, then you do it.�

�I didn�t think
so,� Zechs murmured, enveloping his boyfriend in a
protective embrace. �I�ll do all kinds of things to that lovely ass, but I�m
not gonna kick it.�

�Ugh please,
you�re gonna make me gag,� Duo grimaced.

�Duo, if you
don�t quit it now, I�m gonna make you eat those clothes,� Heero threatened,
holding up more of Wufei�s clothes as if to stress
his point.

�You wouldn�t
dare.�

�Wouldn�t I?�

There was a small
war with Wufei�s clothing collection, much to Wufei�s despair. Then everyone froze in their movements as
a most disturbing sound tore through the air.

�What the fuck
was that?!� Duo said.

�It sounded like
a scream,� Zechs stated. �And it came from
downstairs.�

Everyone dropped
whatever article of clothing they were carrying and ran for the stairs.

To be continued�

Next chapter: Quatre
finally tells Trowa that he�s in love with Duo. It�s
hard to accept for Trowa.

Preview:

Quatre sat huddled up on the couch in the lounge room. He shuddered
when he heard the scream. Almost immediately after, he heard a jumble of feet
on the stairs. Of course, his worried friends. Just what he needed.

They spilled into the room, all four of them, as if they had internal
radar systems to pinpoint where he was. A barrage of questions was sent his
way, which he replied to with one quite simple answer:

�I don�t want to talk about it.�

Silence. Quatre counted the seconds until they would start again. It was four.
Well, three and a half actually. His eyes were fixed on the table top. There
was dust on it. He�d need to wipe that off. Later.

His head started to hurt, and he raised his hand, softly rubbing his
temple. He sighed while he waited for the noise of their voices to stop. It
didn�t.

�Shut up!� he yelled.

They did shut up. Quatre yelling like that was something worth shutting
up for.

�I said I don�t want to
talk about it! If you must know, then go ask Trowa!�
And with that information, he stormed out of the room and up the stairs.
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