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Cages	By : Ryoko21 Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 14164 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Trowa's Singing Event By RM

BAD THINGS WITH YOU

Music: Bad Things, by Jace Everett. All rights belong to the owner.

Trowa

You are sexy as hell, Trowa. You’re gonna knock ‘em dead.

Duo’s voice echoed in my mind as I stood waiting to go on stage. My breath hitched in my chest, and I concentrated ferociously on the breathing pattern Wufei had taught me.

I can do this. I am beautiful. I am sexy. I can sing like nobody’s business. I will make Master proud.

“Last contestant – Emerald, belonging to Master Zechs.”

I swallowed hard, and stepped out on the stage ….

Zechs

The lights came up, and there was Trowa, standing center stage. It took everything I had not to gasp in shock. Instead, I forced myself to relax back into my seat, as though everything was proceeding exactly as I expected.

My shy Trowa, who never believed he was as good as I knew he was, practically radiated sex. He was wearing jeans - soft, worn, almost threadbare, showing off the firm musculature of thighs and buttocks underneath. The button fly strained over an impressive erection. Bare feet peeked out from beneath ragged cuffs, and the thin, white wifebeater clung to every ridge of his abs. Damn. He looks good enough to eat. Note to self: Give Duo something really, really nice, because he definitely found Trowa’s look.

The music started – hot, smokey, bluesy. I frowned; it didn’t sound like what I had heard Trowa practicing. Then Trowa dragged one hand down his belly and across his erection, and his musical choice didn’t seem so important.

“When you came in the air went out

And every shadow filled up with doubt”

When did Trowa learn to do that? I swallowed hard as Trowa’s voice poured out like smoked honey. I heard a squeak to my left, and glanced over to see Quatre clap both hands over his mouth, blue eyes wide and dilated.

“I don’t know who you think you are

But before the night is through”

I dragged my eyes back to Trowa in time to see him shake his bangs to one side, revealing his beautiful green eyes and a sly, erotic smile.

“I wanna do bad things with you”

Suddenly, I was blindingly, achingly hard as Trowa’s voice dropped into a bass growl that veritably dripped sex. Not just sex, but “do-me-do-me-do-me-HARD” sex.

“Damn.”

I heard Duo whisper to my right, and I felt Heero (sitting between my feet) rub his cheek along my inner thigh. Wufei’s arms slid around my neck from behind, and I heard him mutter into my ear, “Duo’s a good teacher, isn’t he, Master?” before he pressed a kiss just below my jaw.

Duo? *Duo* taught Trowa? When did he do that? *How* did he do it?

My eyes were glued to Trowa as he undulated and caressed himself in time to the music.

Quatre

I pressed my hands harder over my mouth, trying desperately to keep the moan that wanted to escape inside. Trowa was so sexy! I was so hard I hurt. It felt like he was caressing my skin with every word.

“I’m the kind to sit up in his room

Heartsick and eyes filled up with blue

I don’t know what you’ve done to me

But I know this much is true”

Don’t cum don’t cum don’t cum don’t cum don’t cum …

He looked up from under his bangs, and reached towards me with one hand.

“I wanna do bad things with you.”

Duo

I smirked as I glanced around the audience. Quatre wasn’t the only one with a raging hard-on. Zechs had a matching bulge, as did Heero and (quick peek) even Wufei. I pressed my hand hard on my crotch and shivered with pleasure.

I knew he could do it! It was just a case of finding the right song, and the right motivation.

(3 weeks earlier)

“Trust me, Trowa! This song could have been written for you and Kitty Kat!” Duo practically stomped his foot with frustration. “Just sing it for him, and the rest will be easy!”

“But Collar is 3 weeks away! How can I learn a whole new song so quickly?” Trowa flung his arms out wide. “I’m not that good!”

“Wrong answer!” Duo snapped. He grabbed Trowa and flung him down on the couch. “Now what did I say would happen every time you put yourself down?”

Trowa tried to wriggle out from under Duo. “Duo! Let me go!”

“Nope,” Duo said. “Now, answer me. What is going to happen every time you put yourself down?” His hand crept down and gently squeezed Trowa’s crotch.

Trowa’s breath hitched, and his hips rolled upward. “You said … you said …” Trowa swallowed hard. “You said you’d convince me I was wrong.”

“Yep!” Duo said. “Now prepare to be convinced …”

(The present)

Oh, yeah, Trowa. Just like I showed you …

The instrumental bridge was playing, and Trowa danced like it was just him and Quatre in the room. He shifted, shimmied, swayed across the stage. He stalked towards the audience, pelvis rolling with every step. He was sex incarnate.

I risked a quick look towards the Duke, and couldn’t help grinning. The sadistic bastard looked positively gobsmacked. Guess you just realized what you gave away, you prick.

I could hardly wait for the finale.

Trowa

Duo was right. I was singing for Quatre, and the rest was easy. It didn’t matter anymore if the judges liked what they saw, or if the audience was entertained. I just wanted Quatre to know how much I loved him.

“When you came in the air went out

And all the shadows there filled up with doubt

I don’t know who you think you are

But before this night is through”

I popped the top button on my jeans, easing the pressure on my hard-on just a bit, and barely revealing the tip of my cock.

“I wanna do bad things with you

I wanna do real bad things with you”

I ran one hand through my hair and hooked the thumb of the other in my waistband. You better be right about this, Duo. Or I’m making *you* explain it to Master.

“I don’t know what you’ve done to me

But I know this much is true

I wanna do bad things with you.”

I swiped my thumb cross the tip of my cock, catching the beads of pre-cum welling up.

“I wanna do real bad things with you.”

As the last notes died away, I brought my thumb to my mouth and licked the pre-cum off. There was dead silence. I’m toast.

Then the whole audience surged to its feet and applause rolled like thunder through the auditorium. I bowed to the judges, to the audience, and then looked up to where Master and the others were. They were standing and clapping, too. I bowed once more towards Master, and then exited the stage.

Whereupon I promptly collapsed in a corner and did my best to not hyperventilate.

Zechs

Well, it looks like Trowa’s a success. I leaned forward and put my hand on Heero’s shoulder. He turned his head to look up at me.

“You and Shinigami, go get Emerald, and bring him back here.”

“Yes, Master,” Heero said. He stood up, grabbed Duo’s hand, and left.

I reached down to Quatre and pulled him up into my lap. He promptly wrapped his arms around my neck and buried his face against my shoulder. He trembled as I ran my hand down his back to cup one buttock.

“Master …” he whispered. “I’m so close …”

“Kiss me, Kitten,” I said. Quatre immediately lifted his mouth to mine and kissed me hungrily, little tongue darting into my mouth. I felt Wufei come to rest on his knees between my thighs. I stroked Wufei’s hair, and pulled Quatre closer to me.

Quatre stiffened abruptly, a soft squeak escaping him. I broke the kiss long enough to see Wufei taking Quatre’s cock into his mouth. Smiling, I resumed kissing Quatre, and pinched his nipple through the silky harem top. It was enough to push him over the edge, and he shuddered in my arms as he came.

“Better?” I asked. He nodded langorously. “Thank you, Master, “he whispered. He stroked Wufei’s hair. “Thank you, Dragon.” I settled him more comfortably on my lap, as Wufei stood up. Wufei started to return to his previous position behind me, but I wrapped my arm around his waist and urged him to sit on the chair arm. He briefly resisted, but then settled next to me.

“You must tell me about your training methods.”

I looked up to see the Duke. I leaned back in the chair, and stretched my legs out, crossing them at the ankles. “I don’t give up my secrets just for the asking,” I said. “Especially during Collar.” Wufei took Quatre’s hand and went with him to stand behind me.

“On the other hand,” I said, smiling. “if you’d care to join me, I’m not averse to offering a little advice.” I indicated a nearby empty chair. The Duke’s slaves brought it closer, and he sat down. Wufei came from behind me, carrying a tray with a wine carafe and two glasses. Blessing Wufei’s quick wit, I picked up the carafe and took a leisurely sniff. “Excellent choice, Dragon,” I said, and poured the red wine into the glasses. Picking up one glass, I gestured toward the Duke. Wufei went and knelt in front of the Duke, holding up the tray.

The Duke took the offered wine, and Wufei immediately retreated behind me. The Duke took a sip of the wine, and relaxed back into his chair.

“You realize that you’ve become something of a celebrity, taming both Shinigami and Dragon. Rumors are running rampant as to how you did so,” the Duke said. He took another sip. “The wine is excellent, by the way.”

“Thank you, “I replied, taking another sip of my own. Where were Heero, Duo and Trowa?

“Now I find myself even more curious as to your training methods, after that performance by Emerald. What made you decide to enter him in this contest?” the Duke asked.

Sneaky… can’t just come out and ask how I figured Trowa could sing, because that would make you look incompetent, wouldn’t it, my dear Duke? Especially if Trowa wins, which he very well might with that performance, bringing me one step closer to the Owner …

I rolled my glass between my hands, pondering my answer. “The sound of any fine instrument depends on the player. Emerald merely needed the right player to reveal his quality.” I finished the wine, and handed the glass back to Wufei. “I found that out the night you offered him to me.” I smiled. “I am, after all, a very fine player.” Chew on that, you sadistic prick.

The Duke’s eyes narrowed as he finished his own wine. Before he brought the glass down from his lips, Wufei was kneeling beside him with the tray. The Duke placed the glass on the tray, and followed Wufei with his eyes as Wufei retreated behind me.

Trowa

“Emerald! Are you okay?” Duo’s voice was frantic. I opened my eyes to see Duo and Heero crouching beside me.

I nodded. “Adrenaline let-down,” I said. I took a deep breath and stood up. “I’m okay.”

“Master wants you,” Heero said.

“Do you think Master is happy with my performance?” I asked, my heart in my throat.

“Based on the state of his pants, I’d say he’s ecstatic,” Duo snickered. “Don’t worry, you did great! You were so hot, I wanted to just eat you up.” He squeezed my ass with one hand. “Even the Duke was turned on.” He snickered again. “I could practically hear his teeth grind as he figured out he’d given away a Collar winner.”

“Shinigami!” Heero chided. “Don’t jinx it. Now let’s go.”

Heero and Duo grabbed my hands and hurried me away from the performance area.

The Duke saw me? He never comes to these things – thinks they’re a waste of time and effort. Why would he come?

My heart was hammering in my throat. Surely he doesn’t want me back?

Zechs

“Master,” Wufei whispered in my ear. “They’re back.” I looked up to see Heero, Duo, and Trowa enter the area where competing masters and former winners were seated. They saw me and hurried toward me.

“Emerald,” I said, waving Heero and Duo behind me. I drew my legs up and spread my knees, gesturing between them. Trowa immediately knelt between my knees, eyes submissively down.

“Emerald,” I repeated. “Look at me.” Trowa looked up, and I could see the fear roiling in his eyes as he desperately tried to avoid looking at the Duke. I cupped his face in my hands and pressed a chaste kiss to his forehead.

“Well done,” I said. “I’m very pleased.” Tears filled his beautiful green eyes. “Thank you, Master,” he whispered. “Thank you.” I pressed a kiss to his trembling lips. “Go stand with the others, Emerald.”

The Duke looked toward the judges. “It appears they’re announcing the winner,” he remarked.

The next 30 seconds were the longest of my life. Then, I heard it.

“The winner of first in the singing competition is Emerald, owned by Master Zechs.”

I heard Trowa gasp behind me, and a barely-suppressed “Yes!” from Duo.

The Duke’s reaction was more interesting. Surprise. Confusion, Frustration. Anger. Trowa’s win could have been his, if he had not given him to me.

I turned to my boys. “Dragon, with me. The rest of you, return to the apartment and prepare for tonight.” I held out my arms to Trowa. “Emerald.” He was instantly in my arms, clinging to me like ivy. “I knew you could do it,” I whispered. “I knew it. I’m very, very proud of you.” I kissed him again, and set him free. “Now, go on.” They vanished, Duo grinning ear-to-ear.

I turned back to the Duke. “Now, for that advice I promised you.” I flicked my fingers at Wufei, who came to stand beside me. "I've found that judicious use of the carrot..." I gently ran my fingers down Wufei's cheek, who closed his eyes and rubbed his cheek against my palm, "to be more effective than indiscriminate use of the stick." I swung a hand towards the Duke's slave, who flinched. The Duke frowned.

I sketched a bow towards the Duke. “I do hope you find my advice useful.” I turned, and with Wufei at my back, left to join my boys.
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