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25. A good talk
Duo fluffed up his
pillow and lay down. He was glad that the others had decided to go to bed so
soon. It was only 10.30. Yawning soundly, he pulled the blanket over him and
switched off the little light on the table next to the couch. As his eyes got
used to the dark, he could vaguely see the furniture again. He traced the
outline of the coffee table with his eyes. A soft ray of moonlight reflected in
the glass table top. Suddenly the pale reflection was disturbed by a quick
shadow. He gasped. With a start, he realized that he had left the door to the
lounge open. He probably wouldn’t hear anyone coming in.
His breathing
slowed and he gingerly tried to look around the room. “Is anyone there?” he
said with a shaky voice.
“Sshh…” he heard. It sounded strangely reassuring. “It’s
only me.”
Switching the
light back on, he sat up entirely. “Heero? Dammit man, you scared the hell out of me! Why’d you go
sneaking around like that?”
Heero moved
confidently closer to him. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t sure if you were already
asleep. And I wanted to make sure we were alone.”
Duo stared at
him, quite stupidly. “What are you doing here? Are these nightly encounters
gonna become a daily thing?”
Heero was
standing in front of him now, again dressed in only his boxers. Duo found that
his expression was a lot softer than the night before when they’d talked in the
kitchen. “We need to talk,” he said. “Can I sit next to you?”
“Yeah, of
course,” Duo said, moving over. He thought that Heero would go sit at the other
side of the couch, but to his surprise, he sat right next to him. He could feel
his warmth. A frisson ran through him as their knees touched.
Heero inhaled
deeply through his nose. “You’re wearing that perfume again,” he murmured.
Duo flushed. Heero’s tone was almost husky. “Yes. It smells nice.”
“But this isn’t a
special occasion.”
“It reminds me of
you.”
Heero smiled. It
puzzled Duo, but he also felt a spark of hope. Heero’s
face definitely looked a lot
friendlier than the night before. He longed to touch him. His fingers twitched.
He tried to constrain them but he couldn’t, and his hands flew out to stroke at
Heero’s arm. “God, Heero… These
nights without you have been driving me mad.”
Heero bit back a
moan. Duo’s breath brushed hotly against his cheek. He opened his mouth to speak,
but Duo beat him to it.
“But at the other
hand… I’ve had a lot of time to reflect.”
Heero nodded. “Me too. I’ve doubted for a long time whether I should
forgive you.”
Duo gasped.
‘Forgive’, that was the only word he needed to hear from Heero. “And…?” The
word seemed to come from far away in his throat.
Heero looked up at Duo, and there was no mistaking the desire in his
eyes. He took Duo’s hands in his. “I know you’re promiscuous. I cannot
tame that in you.” His voice was more ardent than before. “But this was Quatre,
you know. You took it a step too far.” Heero’s heart
bled when he saw Duo’s face melting into disappointment. “Even though, I know
you regret it. And I’m glad you knew to stop just in time.”
Duo looked up sharply. “What?” His heartbeat sped up, and his breathing
became uncontrolled when Heero pressed closer to him.
“I feel lonely without you,” Heero purred.
“What?” Duo said again. His voice was slightly high-pitched now. He
realized it must’ve sounded rather comical. Not that he really cared. He was
still in disbelief that Heero had actually purred just now.
“You’re an idiot,
but you’re also a fantastic lover.” His face was a confusing mixture of
reproach and… passion. His eyes twinkled strangely. The hands that were holding
Duo’s suddenly dropped to his thighs, and Duo all but squealed. “You’re a
package of all kinds of things, and sometimes you do things that make me angry,
but other times you do things that make me feel so good.”
Duo wondered why Heero’s bottom lip was quivering like that.
“What you did now has made me… furious. But… I
talked to some people, our friends. I even went to see Relena
today.”
Duo drew his eyes away from Heero’s bottom
lip – his delicious, soft bottom lip – and blinked. “Relena?”
“Yes. Because she’s more objective in all this.
When I talked to her at the party, she really seemed to have taken peace with
it. With us. And they all say the same thing. ‘Duo has
made a mistake, but it would be foolish to let it ruin what you have.’ And I
agree with them. Coz Duo…” he moved his face closer to Duo’s, so he could smell
his sweet breath, and inhaled deeply. “One day, I want to become your husband
too.”
Duo’s mouth fell open. “Heero, are you saying that…”
“I forgive you, Duo. I want to give you another chance.”
Duo uttered a cry of pure joy and threw his arms around Heero. “Thank
you! Oh, thank you. Thank you…” he breathed in his ear.
Heero pushed him away, but only so he could kiss him. He touched at his
face, touched at the warm tears on his cheeks. “I love you, Duo,” he whispered.
“God, I love you so much.”
“I love you too,” Duo sobbed. They kissed again, hungrily, and Duo
slipped his hand under the waistband of Heero’s
boxers.
Heero suddenly pushed him away and stood up. “Duo, wait…”
Duo tried to follow him with his mouth when he pulled away, and looked
at him, bewildered. “What?” Had he been played? Was Heero playing a cruel joke
on him? Like he himself had done to Quatre? He saw how Heero reached out his
hand and stupidly stared up at him.
“Let’s go to bed.”
Duo gave a sigh of relieve. He took his hand and let himself be pulled
up by Heero. “Yes,” he smiled, and kissing and groping, they stumbled up the
stairs.
Duo swore and laughed at the same time when he bumped against the
bedside cabinet. Heero in vain tried to shush him, but he wondered if he’d
still be shushing him when he was plunging into him in a few minutes. The
undressing didn’t take long, as they were both clad in just their boxers.
Duo let himself fall backwards on the bed, his legs open. Heero followed
right behind him, enjoying the warmth of Duo’s skin against his own. He
savagely pushed his groin against Duo’s crotch and laughed in a very
animal-like way when Duo groaned. He licked up Duo’s jaw and pushed again.
Duo hissed through clenched teeth. The smell of Heero’s
sweat drove him wild. He squeezed at Heero’s butt
cheeks, feeling the muscles under the smooth skin. His cock felt very hard
against Heero’s, and he rubbed them together.
“Hmm, Duo…” Heero murmured, sucking on the skin of Duo’s neck.
“Fuck me, Heero…” Duo panted. “Dear god, fuck me…” Then he felt his
feet rising up in the air, and suddenly Heero’s
tongue was very active at his butthole, making him
groan in a most unusual way. He never realised how much, in only a few nights,
he’d come to miss that touch from Heero. Any touch from Heero. His skin
was alive with passion, and he wiggled like a defenceless little boy under the
onslaught of Heero’s wet tongue. He felt under the
pillow. The tube of lube had never left its familiar place. “Do
it… do it now!” he sobbed, tossing the tube to Heero.
Heero grinned while he was licking up Duo’s hole. The boy sounded like
he was attempting to sing some church ritual unknown to mankind, well, apart
from the ‘do it now’, of course. When he noticed the lube next to him, he
quickly spread the cool gel over his cock and pressed against Duo’s entrance.
He pushed in, and delighted in the way Duo’s body arched up while he did. A
single, long moan was dragged out of his lover’s throat.
And then there was the banging on the wall. Heero had wondered when it
would come. But the words that followed were not the frustrated complaints he
had expected to hear.
“Way to go, you
guys! We’re happy for you!” Wufei yelled from the
other side of the wall.
Their eyes connected
and they smiled at each other. “Thanks, Wufei!” Heero
yelled back.
“Just don’t go at
it all night, okay? We still wanna get some sleep!” Zechs added soberly.
“Oh chill, Zechs! You can sleep in tomorrow!” Duo snapped playfully.
They laughed, and
with a greedy thrust, Heero let the rhythm continue.
~*~
The first thing
Duo saw when he woke up in the morning was, oddly enough, Heero’s
cock. He blinked a few times and sleepily lifted his head. Seemed like they
were lying head to toe. He couldn’t recall falling
asleep in that position. His eyes trailed further to the stains on the bed
sheet next to Heero’s half hard cock. Oh… that’s
right.
“Hey…”
Duo’s breath
caught. The voice sounded like thick chocolate melting all over him. Biting his
lip with a kindling desire, he slowly turned his head towards his lover.
“Why don’t you
crawl on over here?” Heero grinned while Duo scrambled around and nestled
himself next to him.
“How long have
you been up?”
“A
while. You were just so adorable lying like that. Besides, I
loved your breath on my cock.”
Duo playfully
nudged him. “Idiot… What’s the time?”
“Eight…
something.”
Duo yawned, loudly.
“That’s the earliest I’ve ever voluntarily woken up.” His grin turned into a
scowl. “Heero, tell me something.”
“Yes?”
“You didn’t take
me back just for sex, right?”
Heero sighed, but
smiling. “I can understand why you would think that.” His cock tingled with
pleasant memories of the night before.
Duo shrugged. “I
don’t know. It just seems a bit too easy. I keep on having the feeling there
must be a catch somewhere.”
“I see,” Heero
nodded. “Listen, Duo, I still have my doubts. It’s gonna take a long time
before I’ll be able to trust you again. Maybe it wasn’t the smartest thing to
do to give you another chance. But one thing’s for sure.” He cupped Duo’s jaw
and kissed him gently on the lips. “I’ll never forget the look on your face
when I told you.” He smiled when Duo shyly cast his eyes down. He’d never
thought he would live to see that.
“What you’ve done is awful. But just because of that, I don’t want to miss out
on spending the rest of my life with you.” He traced with his finger over the lovebite on Duo’s neck he had left there the night before
and pushed his head back up. “Look how much I’ve loosened up since I met you. I
never would’ve gotten this way without you.”
“Yeah, I screwed
you up, alright,” Duo grinned.
“No Duo, listen
to me, this is important. You have taught me so much that matters. You taught
me how to kiss. You taught me how to make love, properly, the way it’s supposed
to. You taught me how to love.”
For once in his
life, Duo had no lewd comment.
Heero laughed
suddenly. “Do you remember, in the beginning? I wouldn’t even let you touch my Gundam.”
Duo smiled at the
memory that seemed so long ago now. “Yeah, you’re right. And now look,” he
grinned.
“Just promise me
you won’t do it again.” Heero yelped when Duo suddenly straddled him and most
convincingly shoved his tongue down his throat. When they parted for air, he
was panting and his vision was slightly blurred.
“I promise,” Duo
grinned.
Heero nodded in a
rather comical way. “I believe you,” he breathed.
“Oh Heero, by the
way…”
“Yeah?”
Duo leaned
closer, making his mouth level with Heero’s ear. “It
was a real pleasure to teach you how to fuck,” he murmured, chuckling as Heero
shivered. He thought he could almost feel the heat of Heero’s
blush.
“Hey
Heero.”
“Hmm?”
“Does that mean
we’re engaged now?”
Heero’s eyes
grew wide. “Yeah… I suppose so.”
“Feels kinda weird, doesn’t it?”
Heero nodded
slowly. “Yeah… But in a good way.”
Warm fingers
traced over Duo’s hips, and he sighed with pleasure. “A very
good way.”
They looked at
each other and smiled with a deep affection, each of them caught up in thoughts
of how good the future looked for them.
Then Heero pushed
Duo back off him just as suddenly as Duo had straddled him, which made Duo yelp
in turn. He laughed as he rolled on top of his lover, gently kissing the tip of
his nose. “Let’s take a shower, okay?”
“A
shower? Together?” Duo’s drawl had a very suspicious undertone
in it.
“Okay. But just
showering,” Heero quickly added when he saw the hungry leer in Duo’s eyes.
“Why?”
“Duo, we still
need to do something else than fucking!”
Duo blinked a few
times. “Why?”
“Duo, shut up.”
“That’s not an
answer, Heero. Why?”
“Because
my ass still hurts from last night. Did you really
need to put your dick inside of me in the middle of the night?”
“You liked it.”
“I was sleeping.”
“Yeah, but then
you woke up and you liked it.”
Heero sighed. “Remind
me again why I took you back?”
“Because with me,
your day is animated from the moment you wake up.”
“Till the moment
I go to sleep.”
“See? We
complement each other perfectly!”
“Yeah yeah. Now get your ass into that
bathroom.”
They showered
with care. Great care. Heero had given in to the temptation
of Duo’s ass after all.
There was a
slightly hostile scuffle with some brushes when Duo’s semi-exploded hair was
the subject of Heero’s mirth, but everything soon
settled down again. After the heavy task of brushing and rebraiding
Duo’s hair, it was only a matter of time before someone would bring up the
topic neither of them was very keen to talk about. It was Heero who broached
the subject.
“What about
Quatre?” He saw the tensing of Duo’s shoulders and the quick flicker of his
eyes.
“Guess I’ll have
to go talk to him,” Duo sighed, slipping in a fresh pair of pants.
“Do you have to?
He’ll find out eventually, when he sees us together.”
“I have to make
it clear to him that things can never happen between us.”
Heero’s skin
still glistened beautifully from his shower. “Would you prefer if I didn’t go?”
Duo said.
Heero shrugged. “I
don’t know. You have to understand if I’m a bit worried that he might start…
doing stuff again.”
Duo smiled
reassuringly. “Come here,” he said, and wrapped his arms around Heero. “Maybe
he will. But I assure you, nothing will happen.”
Heero looked up
at him, then looked down again. “Remember at the
beginning of this week? When you told me you were gonna give him sex education?
You promised me that you wouldn’t end up having sex with him. And still you
did!”
“God, you know… It
was the circumstances. Us having a fight, Quatre playing his
cute and innocent cards again. I know I can’t justify it, but… I won’t
make the same mistake again.” He nuzzled Heero’s neck
and squeezed his towel-covered ass. “You know… Sometimes I get so turned on
just by watching you move. You’re the only one who can do that to me.” He bit
his lip and sneaked his hands under the towel. “I can still taste the salt of
your skin. The creaminess of your cum.” He heard Heero giving a faint,
love-drunk moan and smiled with amusement. Such a lovely
sound. “I’ve made my decision. And he’s just gonna have to accept it.” He
kissed him, just a gentle, intimate touching of lips. “And you know what? The idea of us getting married… I think that’s more exciting
than anything else.”
Heero searched
for Duo’s eyes, and he found sincerity there. “How come you’re always so good
with words?”
“Because
I’m a natural born kissass.”
“And you’re damn
good at that,” Heero grinned.
“I sure am.” It
was with great reluctance that he peeled himself away from Heero and went back
to the bedroom to get further dressed. “If I’m not back in 20 minutes, come
save me, okay?”
Heero’s
laughter followed him out into the hallway, and he was surprised to find his
legs a bit shaky when he stood in front of Quatre’s
door. Taking a deep breath, he knocked. A massive yawn was the first thing he
saw when the door opened. Quatre was dressed in pyjama pants, but no shirt. His
hair was mussed.
“Oh, I’m sorry.
Did I wake you?” Duo asked stupidly.
The yawn quickly
turned into a smile that was rather a bit too eager to Duo’s liking. It was a
smile that was entirely his own, warm and charming. “Duo! Come in!”
Duo stepped
determinedly into the room. His fists clenched involuntarily. He turned around
and looked into Quatre’s expectant eyes.
“You’ve made a
decision,” Quatre said.
“I did,” Duo
nodded. He didn’t seem to find the courage to tell him.
Quatre stared at
him, growing impatient as there came no answer. “Well?”
Sighing, Duo went
sitting on the bed, his head buried in his hands. “Quatre, I… don’t really know
how to tell you this. Look… we have to talk this over, alright? You know Heero
and I had a fight. You know what it was about. Our fight was short, but very
fierce. There was crying, there was yelling. But through this, we learned
something." He took a deep, shuddering breath. "Quatre, I want you to
know that I never knew you loved me." He jumped when Quatre suddenly
yelled right next to his ear.
"Why
do you keep saying that?! Surely, you must've suspected
something? I kept giving you clues!"
"I admit
that sometimes I had certain thoughts and feelings about you. But those were just
sexual, physical feelings, never emotional. My heart lies with Heero. And while
my body might be on the prowl sometimes, I'll always love Heero with everything
that I am. I could never give you that kind of love." His eyes briefly
flickered over to Quatre. "I'm sorry, Quatre, but Heero and I have chosen
for each other. We're gonna stay together." He didn’t see the pained
expression on Quatre’s face when he spoke the words.
Quatre found himself immobile. He couldn't move, his head swam and his
heart thudded in his throat. He had never expected it would hurt this much.
There was a short
silence. The atmosphere was tense. Quatre’s soft
voice had a quiver in it when he spoke again. “You chose Heero?”
“I’m sorry,
Quatre. You really didn’t expect me to…”
“You chose
Heero?!”
Duo lifted his
head, surprised at the sudden rage in Quatre’s voice.
The sudden metamorphoses from charming to what could only be described as manic
shocked him. Quatre’s eyes had something feral now,
his entire body was trembling, and his hands were fisted with anger.
“I cannot believe
it! You… you can’t be serious! I mean… you cheated
on him, for god’s sake!”
“Almost cheated on him! And he
forgave me!”
Quatre viciously
shook his head. “No!” He restlessly started pacing around, shaking his head as
he droned on. “That wasn’t… what was supposed to happen! Duo, you… don’t you
know what you mean to me? I simply cannot imagine my life without you.”
“Quatre, you know
we can still be friends!”
Quatre snorted.
“You know that’s not what I mean.” He suddenly went sitting next to Duo again,
plucking at his clothes. “I want you, the way you want Heero. I want to feel
you against me, just like last time. I want to have the taste of your skin on
my tongue, the feeling of your nipple between my lips.” He pressed closer to
Duo as Duo tried to move away. He eyed his groin hungrily. “I want to feel you
harden in my mouth, and then… and then when we make love… I want to see you
come again. Duo, you’re so beautiful when you come.”
Duo frowned. When
did Quatre see him coming? What did he mean, I want to see you come again? “Quatre, what
do you mean…? Dammit, would you stop that already!”
He tried in vain to push Quatre’s groping hands away.
“Quatre, please listen. Fooling around when you’re young might be fun, but
we’re growing up too. We have to move on, and have to choose who we want to
move on with. And I choose to move on with Heero.”
Quatre’s hands
fell still, and for a moment, it appeared as if he had stopped breathing. “Fool
around?” He looked up at Duo, feeling the tears prickling behind his eyelids. “Is
that all what we did in your eyes, fool around? Duo, I’m in love with you!”
“No Quatre,
you’re not.”
Quatre let his
eyes roam over Duo’s body. The strong chest, the broad
shoulders, his slender neck; the heavy braid, still damp from his shower.
Until they stopped at a darkened spot right next to his Adams apple, and he felt his eyes narrowing. “No, you’re right,
I’m not. ‘In love’ doesn’t even come close.” Biting his lip, he let his hand
drop to Duo’s thigh, and kneaded at the soft flesh there. Duo managed to squirm
away and stood up.
“Quatre, don’t do
this! You mustn’t love me.”
“But I do, and I
can’t change that, nor can I deny it any longer. I mean it when I say that I’m
in love with you.”
“No. You’re in
love with my face, and with my body, but not with what’s behind it.”
“Especially with what’s behind it. I’m
in love with you, all of you.” Quatre
had caught up with Duo now, and was clinging to his arm.
Duo felt his face
growing hot. He felt the blood pounding in his head. He hadn’t expected this
little chat would turn into this. “I think I should go now,” he mumbled, and
started staggering for the door.
“No!” Quatre
shouted.
Duo saw a flurry
of blond hair, pale skin and blue pyjama bottoms, and before he’d even
realized, Quatre had locked the door. With a sly grin on his face, he held the
key to his lips. “You want to get out? You wanna go
back to Heero, and do what you did all night?”
Duo swallowed
thickly. “You heard us?”
Quatre nodded. “I
probably shouldn’t remind you how very thin these walls are, Duo?”
Duo flinched.
Obviously, he was referring to their little through-the-wall moaning session
with the vibrators. He watched as Quatre lowered the key, and slipped it into
his briefs.
“Then come and
get the key,” Quatre whispered. His smile was pure sexual when he advanced
towards Duo.
Duo had never
thought that a lustful grin like the one Quatre was giving him now could ever
get him so close to vomiting. He automatically stepped back while Quatre
shuffled closer to him. There was a sense of victory in Quatre’s
eyes. His breath caught as his knees hit something solid, and he fell backwards
on the bed. He soon found himself in the same position as before: Quatre
pressing up close next to him and breathing into his ear.
“Say Duo… I have
a confession to make.” Quatre briefly nibbled Duo’s ear, and giggled at the
shiver that ran through Duo’s body.
Quatre’s
breath felt hot on his ear, and he felt his cheeks coloring
bright pink. “What?” he stuttered.
“Remember that
time when Heero accused you of cheating on him? That night we were home alone? You
kept on persisting that you did not do that. But you know what, Duo? In a way,
you did. You know, Duo, you have made love to me in your dream, that night. You
were so drunk and tired, I just crawled on top of you,
shoved your dick up my ass and started moving.”
Duo blinked. This
speechlessness was becoming a most annoying habit. The sick look of triumph on Quatre’s face took him a step closer to the vomiting. His
tongue seemed paralyzed. So did his vocal chords. He couldn’t say another word,
could just listen to the uncannily calm voice from Quatre.
“I know it was
wrong. But, you were lying on that bed, and you looked so… so…” He could only
describe it with a hungry grunt. He bit his lip as he saw the image back in his
mind’s eye, and his hand travelled up Duo’s tense leg. “I didn’t want to do it,
but I just… couldn’t control myself. The soft glow of the
light in the hallway glancing off your sweaty skin. You were all mine, there
was nothing that could stop me. Nothing, nothing!
No clingy Heero, no soulmate Trowa.
I couldn’t let the opportunity pass.”
Duo was swamped
with nausea. He felt light-headed. He chanced a glance to Quatre’s
crotch, and saw a very noticeable bulge there. He faintly cleared his throat,
and finally found some words again. “Did you…?”
“Did I what?”
Quatre murmured.
“Did you rape
me?”
”No,
not at all.” Quatre’s voice still had
the same lulling cadence. “You just didn’t know about it.”
“You raped me,”
Duo repeated. “You violated me.” To his distress, Quatre repositioned and
started rubbing his swollen crotch against Duo’s hip. He seemed not to listen.
“It felt so good
when you filled me with your cock. You were so hot, begging me to fuck you. I
can still feel you throbbing inside of me.” Quatre moaned, and gracefully
folded his legs on either side of Duo’s hips, straddling him.
“Quatre, no…”
“Your voice, I
love your voice. It’s sexy. When you speak in that low, sultry way, it makes me
so hard. And at night, I jerk off while I think of you, and then I hear your
voice whispering in my ear. I can almost feel your breath on me. Or you moan,
while you’re riding up and down my cock, and then you throw your head back and
you scream out my name.” He started bouncing on Duo’s lap. “I want to do it
again, like that night. You want it too, don’t you? Tell me you want it too.”
Duo snapped awake
at the groin on groin contact. “Quatre, get the hell off me!”
And then Quatre
tensed, but only for a short moment. There was knocking on the door, and Heero’s voice on the other side.
“Duo? Are
you alright in there?”
“Oh! Oh yes, Duo!
Harder! Oh god, that feels so good!” Quatre groaned.
Duo froze. “Shut
up!” he hissed.
The doorknob
wiggled furiously. “Duo, what are you doing?!”
“Heero!
Heero, it’s not what you think it is!” Duo rolled his eyes at the sheer
stupidity of that. Like he was gonna believe that! “Heero, I swear, you – Quatre,
for the love of god, get off me! – you have to believe me!” He grabbed Quatre’s arms, but Quatre put up a fight and resisted. “Why
are you doing this Quatre?”
Quatre clamped
his legs together against Duo’s sides, refusing to be thrown off. “Because I’m
not so happy about the way you treated me.” He violently shook Duo’s hands away
from his arms, and grabbed him instead. “You used me. When we were together, I
was just someone who happened to be there at the right time to satisfy your
needs. You had a quarrel with Heero, and he couldn’t give you what you needed,
so you just feasted your lusts on the one who happened to be with you.”
“You know that’s
not true.”
“While I thought…
I thought that you’d break up with Heero, and choose me instead. And… you led
me on. I thought we were gonna make love. But first you made me delerious with desire, and then you stopped. You fucking stopped!”
“I wanted you to
experience a pleasant first time, just among friends. But then I realised that
I had no right to take your virginity. That I should save that for the person
you chose as your boyfriend. Besides, as I said, I had no idea you were in love
with me.”
“I have trouble
believing that. Whenever we were together for your sex education lessons, it’s
almost impossible you didn’t see how much I desired you.”
“For me, it was
just something sexual. There were no feelings involved. I thought it was the
same for you.”
Quatre had the
idea that the conversation was just repeating itself. They kept running in
circles. “All fun and games, right?” Quatre stared into Duo’s face; there was
something in his eyes. It was almost as if he was grinning, laughing at him.
Something wasn’t right here. Duo must’ve been stronger than that. “Why don’t
you just take the key? You know where it is?”
“Why don’t I just
throw you off my lap?” And he proceeded with doing just that. He had quickly
overpowered Quatre, and held him down on the bed.
“What? Don’t you
want to go after Heero? He must be pretty pissed off!”
“That won’t be
necessary.”
Quatre struggled,
but Duo had his wrists firmly pinned to the mattress. “How do you mean? Why not?”
“Because
I taught him a thing or two about picking a lock.”
Quatre looked at
the door in panic and indeed heard Heero fiddling with the lock from the
outside. “You were buying time.”
“Indeed, I was.”
Every trace of
self-assuredness in Quatre’s attitude was completely
gone. The difference a locked or unlocked door could make.
There was an audible click, and Quatre’s
head twisted towards the door. Heero came stumbling in, clutching the door
handle with one hand, and a crooked wire poised in the other. He scowled when
Duo started to chuckle. “Duo, it was not that easy!” Then he directed his
attention to Quatre. “Quatre, I will not resort to violence, my fighting days
are over. But if you continue like this, then I will no longer consider you as
a friend, nor will the others. Then you can shove all your money, and your
mansions and your fancy cars up your asshole for all I care, and I damn well
hope it will hurt.”
While Duo pulled
Quatre to a sitting position, Heero strode over to the bed and sat himself on
the other side of Quatre, effectively trapping him between them. “Okay Quatre,
we’re gonna have a little man to man conversation.” He patted Quatre on the
thigh, rather a bit too hard for comfort.
Quatre looked viciously
from the one to the other. “How… Heero, how did you know I was just
pretending?”
“Because Duo had
promised he wouldn’t cheat on me again.”
“Oh
yeah? Guess he also promised that when he started giving me
sex education!”
“He did. But this
time’s different.”
“Why?”
“Because we’re
gonna get married,” Duo proudly announced.
Quatre’s eyes
snapped open. It felt like the sky had just fallen down on him. “You WHAT?!”
Heero sighed and
rubbed his eyes. “You will never understand the fine points of tact, will you?
Yes, Duo and I are gonna get married. Someday.”
“But he cheated
on you!”
Duo groaned.
“Quatre, you sound like a broken record! Look, I told you we had learned
something out of this,” he said. “I’m gonna marry him. I don’t know when. But
I’m gonna marry him, and continue spending my life with him until the day I
die. Those are my plans for the future. I don’t know what your plans are, but
they won’t involve me. At least not as a lover.”
The words only
echoed as a very dull sound in Quatre’s ears. It was all
a bit too much to digest at the same time. He numbly stared ahead of him. His
fists clenched, his nails dug hard into his thighs. A warm tear slid down his
cheek, and then another one, and more followed. He
felt the weight of an arm being draped around his shoulders, but it didn’t
bring much consolation. “So that’s… that’s it then?” he said. His voice sounded
very fragile.
“I’m afraid it
is,” Heero said.
“But, can’t we…”
Quatre hopefully started swinging his head from side to side again. “Can’t we
work something out between the three of us? Like a threesome?”
Duo pursed his
lips. “I don’t think that would be very healthy for your relationship with Trowa.”
“Trowa?” Quatre shrugged, almost
indifferently. “But I don’t… care about Trowa.”
“That doesn’t
sound very convincing, does it?” Duo chuckled. He pushed Quatre’s
chin up and made their eyes meet. “Honey, you’d better start caring about Trowa. He desires you
the same way you desire me. Only, there’s one difference.”
“What’s that?”
“He doesn’t force
it upon you. He just stood by and watched as you tried and tried to win me
over. He let me give you sex education, he knew to what it could lead, but he
kept his mouth shut, just because it could’ve made you in the least way
unhappy.”
Quatre sniffed
and wiped the back of his hand over his cheeks. “He… did say that he loves me.”
“Well then,
what’s the problem? Do you want to spend the rest of your days in misery, just
because you let slip the only person who cares enough for you to share his life
with you.”
“Do you really
think he would want to share his life with me?”
“Why wouldn’t he,
Quatre?” Heero said. “You’re a wonderful boy. That is, when you’re not trying
to steal the significant other from someone else.”
Quatre smiled,
and with that, all the tension dissipated. “I just thought… he just wanted to
get into my pants.”
“Like the way you
wanted to get into my pants?” Duo said.
“No!” Quatre bit
his lip. “I didn’t just want you for… for sex. I wanted someone to hold me,
someone who I feel safe with, someone who would kiss me, gently, but in a way
that tells me I’m his. And maybe, yes, someone to make love
to. Sometimes.” He blinked back some
threatening tears. “It shouldn’t be that hard, right?” He felt Duo’s arm
squeezing around his shoulders. This time it did feel consoling, very much.
Duo brushed at
some hair at the side of Quatre’s face. The boy’s
expression made his heart swell with sympathy. He deserved to be happy too.
“So, isn’t it possible that Trowa could be that
person? I know he wants to be. All those things you said, he can’t wait to give
that to you. So, no, it’s not that hard.”
Quatre peered up
at Duo, and flushed. He’d said some pretty shocking things to him. He groaned,
mostly out of shame. “God, I feel so stupid! The things I’ve said. The things
I’ve done! I’m sorry!”
“It’s only by
making stupid mistakes that we become a better person,” Heero smiled.
“Can you… can you
forgive me?”
“Ooh…” Duo
squeezed his eyes half shut and slowly shook his head. “I don’t know I can do
that after your little confession from just now.”
Heero was quick
to catch on. “Confession? What confession?”
Duo clamped his
lips together. He wondered if biting his tongue off would cause a mortal
injury. His face broke into a wide, let’s-not-get-into-that-right-now smile.
“Not now, Heero.”
Quatre saw the fakeness of that smile, the panic in Duo’s eyes. There was
a time when he would’ve rejoiced at the fact that they were in conflict again.
Now he felt the sudden, inexplicable urge to defend Duo. “That I jerk off at
night while I think of him!” he blurted.
Heero cocked his
head, frowning. “That’s… a little more than I needed to know.”
“Well, you had to
ask,” Duo muttered. He threw a quick glance to Quatre and mouthed a discreet
‘thank you’.
Quatre gave a
smile of secret understanding in return. “Um, you guys? Could you leave me
alone now?”
“Have to sort a
few things out, don’t you?” Duo grinned, ruffling Quatre’s
hair.
Heero stretched
languidly. “Well, let’s have some breakfast then, shall we, Duo?” His hand
brushed past Quatre’s hip before he stood up. He
still bent down to murmur something in his ear. “You’ll always be a special
friend, Quatre.”
Quatre blinked.
He wasn’t sure if the wink that followed Heero’s
words was real. He watched Duo jogging after Heero, equally confused.
The door closed,
and he was alone again. He nestled against the headboard and hugged his knees
against his chest. Maybe it would be a good idea to take a walk. It had been a
long time since he’d visited the pond behind the house.
It was always so
beautiful there.
~*~
Heero walked
towards the stairs with a self-satisfied look on his face. “I think we handled
that pretty well,” he grinned.
“Wowowow,” Duo said. He caught Heero’s
arm and trapped him against the wall with his own body, giving him a quizzical
look. “What just happened? What was the meaning of that ‘special friend’ and
that wink?”
Heero raised his
eyebrows. “Do I detect jealousy, Duo Maxwell?”
Duo mirrored the
gesture. “You insult me, Heero Yuy. On the contrary,
I’m very interested, but also confused.”
Heero swiftly
licked his lips and swallowed. He felt Duo’s warm breath on his face. Running a
finger up his lover’s side, he smiled mischievously. “Quatre’s
a very tempting boy, isn’t he?”
Duo’s eyes
widened and his mouth fell open. “Oh my god, I cannot believe my ears. Says the
man who kicked me out of his bed because I almost slept with that ‘special
friend’?!”
“I admit I
might’ve overreacted a bit,” Heero sighed. “Besides, I had to think of what you
said to me last night.”
“That you have to
cherish love, and not jealousy?” Duo arched his back. Heero’s
hands were most pleasantly travelling down his back.
“Uhu,” Heero nodded. His hands came to rest on Duo’s butt
cheeks, and they squeezed gently.
Duo hissed. “So,
what are you saying now? That you, me, and Quatre…”
“Mmm,” Heero purred. “And Trowa, if he agrees with it. And if Quatre’s over his obsession with you.” He suddenly pulled Duo
closer, and thrust their groins together.
“Gods, Heero…”
Duo groaned. “You really think they’ll be fine with it?”
“Of course not, and
it won’t be for anytime soon. But somewhere in the future, if the opportunity’s
there, we might propose it. There will be certain rules, mainly
that we go back with the same partner we came with.”
“So,
why this sudden change?”
“I have to admit
it’s kinda hot to watch you being fucked by someone
else. We do it all the time when we go out, don’t we?” Heero squirmed at the
thought. “I just don’t appreciate it when you go wandering off on your own.”
Duo’s face fell.
“I’m sorry,” he murmured.
“It’s okay now,”
Heero said. “You’ve apologized enough. That’s all over now, okay?”
Duo nodded and
smiled. “I love you… hubby.”
Heero rubbed
their noses together and kissed him softly. “Hubby,” he repeated with a grin.
“So, pancakes for
breakfast?”
“Sounds good.”
To be continued…
Next chapter: Final
chapter. Quatre finally sees the light.
Preview:
Trowa felt Quatre softly bucking his hips, and looking down again, he saw
the legs wide open. “Fuck…” he gasped. He quickly crawled off Quatre and sidled
next to him. “Wait… um… Lube.”
“You have any?”
Quatre said.
“No but…” Trowa leaned to the side, looking like he was gonna break
the bedside cabinet apart in his search for something they could use. “It’s
okay, anything that slides. Here,” he said, digging up a half empty bottle.
“This will do.”
Quatre took the
bottle from him. “You use handcream?” To his delight,
he noticed that it had mint and eucalyptus in it. It was like the kind of lube
Duo had wanted to use on him. He’d said that it would feel special.
Trowa
raised an eyebrow, as if to dare Quatre to ridicule him. “Yes. Got a problem
with that?”
“No. I always
knew you had it in you. That feminine side,” Quatre grinned.
“Oh, but I also
have a very manly side,” Trowa growled, taking the
bottle back from Quatre and unscrewing it. “Besides, I’m not the one using baby
lotion.”
“You should.”
“Are you implying
that my skin isn’t soft enough?”
“Yes.”
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