What's Not to Use?

Chapter 4: Used Vulnerability
Pairings: 13x4
~*~

Time has passed yet again, and this time three weeks have gone by quietly, and all of the pilots were now holding up in the mountain mansion. They were all in the dining hall eating lunch. Heero, Trowa, and Wufei were being their normal antisocial selves, while Duo was blabbing about anything and everything, and Quatre made an occasional comment or giggle.

The three antisocials were all thinking about the same thing, though...

How to get Quatre alone.

\"So anyway, it turns out that the guy had the keys the entire time!\" Duo laughed.

Quatre giggled along. \"Oh my, that sounds like a very embarrassing situation.\" he agreed.

\"You bet it was. I was laughing at him for two hours....\" Duo then glanced over at the other three. \"What\'s with you three? You look like the school bullies about ready to take some kid\'s milk money.\" he grinned.

Quatre began to giggle, but stopped when he received a triple death glare.

Duo saw this and became confused. \"Why are you giving Quatre the evil eye? I\'m the one who said it.\" he reminded. For some reason he didn\'t like the way they were looking at the blonde.

The three gave a collective snort.

\"God, talk about a brick wall. I\'ve had more interesting conversations with a mirror. How \'bout you, Q?\" Duo looked over at his blonde friend.

Quatre kept his head down while he answered. \"They\'re fine, Duo. They don\'t have to talk if they don\'t want to....\" he mumbled in an attempt to keep out of trouble.

Duo instantly became worried when he heard the blonde\'s voice crack slightly. \"Huh? Something wrong, Quatre?\" he asked in concern

Quatre looked at Duo then over at the silent three. Each of them gave him a warning glare without the others knowing. \"No, nothing\'s wrong, Duo\" The blonde gave him a bright smile.

\"Okay...\" Duo said, though not convinced.

Just then, one of the butlers walked in and coughed for everyone\'s attention.

On seeing the butler, Quatre knew that something wasn\'t right. \"What is it, Slanston?\" Quatre asked worried.

The man bowed to his master before answering, and he looked at the other four boys briefly. \"There is an incoming message on the computer in the library. I am guessing it is for one of you.\" he stated calmly.

\"Thank you, Slanston.\" Quatre said politely.

Quickly, he and the others got up and headed for the library....

But not before Duo grabbed a few more muffins off the table.

\"Pig.\" Wufei snorted.

\"What?! I\'m hungry!\"

~*~

All five boys are soon gathered around the computer. Heero was accessing the message while the others were just guessing who would be going.

Duo looked over the Japanese boy\'s shoulder. \"You got it yet, Heero?\" he asked, still munching on the muffins.

\"Yes, now back off! You\'re getting crumbs all over me!\" Heero snapped, and smacked the braided boy away from him.

As a result of this action, Heero caused Duo to drop the other muffin he had in his other hand. \"My muffin!!\" he yelped as he watched it fall to the floor. \"My poor muffin...\" Duo sniffed as he stared at his muffin that landed a few feet away from him.

The three quiet boys looked at him in disgust at the violet eyed boy\'s reaction to a stupid muffin, while Quatre was biting his thumb to keep from laughing.

\"It\'s not funny, Q.\" Duo grumbled, still looking forlornly at his muffin.

The blonde managed to gasp out his answer. \"I\'m not laughing.... He he he...\" he could help but let out a few giggles.

\"For God\'s sake.. It\'s a damn muffin!\" Wufei snapped, and glared at Quatre.

The blonde went silent instantly, but Duo wasn\'t about to. \"It was my damn muffin, thank you.\" he stated and stuck his tongue out at the Chinese boy.

As he ignored the others, Trowa looked at the computer with Heero. \"Got it?\"

\"Almost... This one has been heavily encrypted.\" Heero stated as he got through another set of codes.

\"Why would they do that? No one knows we\'re here.\" Trowa said in monotone.

Heero frowned. \"I don\'t know..... Here it goes.\" All of them peer at the blue tinted screen but only saw....

\"What\'s all of that? It\'s just a bunch of markings. They don\'t even make sense.... You sure it isn\'t still encrypted?\" Wufei asked as he tried to make heads or tails of what he was seeing.

\"I\'m positive. I have no clue what this is....\" Heero trailed off.

All of the boys were baffled at this. \"I don\'t understand any of it.... How \'bout you, Q?\" Duo looked at Quatre to see his eyes scanning over the lines quickly.

\"Yes..... Every word.\" Quatre stated flatly.

\"You understand all this garbage?\" Wufei looked at him unbelieving.

\"Yes. Heero, could you please move?\" Quatre asked politely.

Heero blinked in surprise. \"Uhh, sure.\" Heero got up from the chair and the blonde sat down.

\"What is it, Quatre?\" Trowa asked curiously, and wondered how he could understand it.

\"It\'s a mission for me......\" He clicked on a few lines and a picture appeared on the screen then disappeared. When he clicked on a different line another window appeared with more strange writing on it. Aqua eyes quickly taking in everything, Quatre went through about six more pages of markings and symbols before finally he stopped on one. He looked it over and nodded to himself, he typed in a few words, and the screen went blank.

\"What the hell was all of that?\" Wufei demanded to know.

Quatre leaned back and rubbed his neck. \"What was what?\" he asked innocently.

Wufei was becoming annoyed. \"All of those markings that you seemed to understand?\" he repeated in a growl.

\"Oh that! It was a mission for me written in ancient Arabic. They do that sometimes as an extra precaution.\" the blonde explained.

\"I see..... When do you have to leave?\" Trowa asked in hopes that he could get him alone in what time they had.

\"Ummmm.......\" Quatre smiled at them. \"Ten minutes.\" he said simply. He wished he could just laugh in three of the faces, but knew better.

\"Ten minutes?! What kind of mission is it?\" Duo asked very curiously.

\"Just a recon mission. You know, gathering information from the enemy.\" Quatre said in dismissal, he didn\'t want his friend to worry.

\"Oh..... How long you think it will take?\" Duo asked, very concerned about Quatre\'s well being.

\"I don\'t know..... A day or two, maybe longer.\" he shrugged. \"Well I better get going.... I\'ll see you later.\" Quatre got up then walked out of the library.

He left behind three unsatisfied boys, and one worried boy, behind.

There was a collective silence and ~damn~ in the thoughts of the remaining four boys before it returned to....

Duo sniffed again. \"My muffin...\" He looked at it on the floor sadly.

\"It\'s just a fucking muffin!!!!!\" the other three boys exclaimed.

\"But it was my fucking muffin!!!!\"

~*~

It has been four hours since Quatre had left from the mansion, and now said blonde is currently being escorted through the halls of another more elegant mansion by two Oz soldiers. Quatre kept his head bowed as he walked, going over what the mission file said.

~I am supposed to get information of the next moves the Romafeller, White Fang, and Oz organizations are going to take..... By any means necessary. They were quick to suggest the course of action I should take..... I can\'t believe I\'m actually going to do this.... God, I feel sick with myself..... ~ Quatre looked at his bound wrists and smirked slightly. ~This really brings back fond memories..... Took them long enough to capture me.~

The two soldiers stopped in front of a large wooden door with detailed carvings on it. Quatre took a guess at where they were as one soldiers opened the door. A few seconds later, the other soldier shoved the blonde forward into the room, the door closed and locked. Quatre picked himself off the floor and looked around.

He was in a very large room with a high ceiling. On the walls were beautiful paintings, and shelves full of books. There were a few statues and busts scattered about, but what Quatre thought was most impressive was the back wall. It was one huge window that oversaw a beautiful garden below, and in front of the window was a large desk with a high backed chair behind it.

Quatre couldn\'t see who was in the chair because it was faced towards the back window.....

But he could take a wild guess.

\"What have we here?\" a smooth voice rang out from the chair.

\"What do you think?\" Quatre asked sarcastically.

\"Such manners. You would be wise as to just comply with what you\'re told.....\" The chair turned toward the blonde slowly. \"Or the result of your actions could mean your destruction.\"

The blonde rolled his eyes and snorted. \"I\'m so scared. Mind games won\'t work on me, Treize, so you can just forget that.\" Quatre stated firmly.

Treize looked at him calmly. \"Oh, and who said I was playing mind games? Now I don\'t think I\'ve had the pleasure of meeting you. You obviously know who I am, so would you be as so kind as to tell me who you are?\" he asked politely.

Quatre shrugged. \"Alright, my name is Quatre Reberba Winner.\" the blonde said plainly.

Treize quirked one forked brow. \"Winner? You wouldn\'t happen to be the heir of the Winner family foundations?\"

\"I was.\" he corrected. \"I disinherited myself to become a gundam pilot.\" he explained lightly.

\"I see....\" Treize closed his eyes for a moment. \"I heard about your father\'s death, I do send my condolences to you on that.\" he said softly.

Quatre laughed suddenly. \"Don\'t bother. Bastard wasn\'t much of a father anyway.\" the blonde spat.

Treize blinked at that comment. \"That was unexpected, what makes you say that?\" he asked curiously.

\"Would you call someone who kept you locked away, and who beat all of his frustrations out on you a good father?\" Quatre challenged.

\"I guess not......\" The General felt a little sympathy towards the young pilot. \"Come here.\" Treize ordered softly.

Quatre walked across the large room to the desk, the plush, dark red carpet making his steps silent. When he reached the desk he stopped and looked at Treize with a emotionless expression.

\"Why are you here?\" Treize asked bluntly.

\"Can\'t say.\" Quatre stated.

\"Can\'t or won\'t?\" he glared.

The small blonde sighed. \"Does it matter?\" he asked uninterestedly.

The man nodded. \"Probably not.... You\'re not going to tell me anything about why you\'re here or who you work for, are you?\" Treize smirked slightly.

The blonde grinned, shaking his head like a stubborn child. \"Nope, sorry, can\'t help you there. Go ahead and try to torture it out of me, it won\'t work...... Ask Lady Une... Oh, that\'s right, you can\'t. How is she doing anyway?\" Quatre hopped up on the corner of the desk.

\"She\'s still in a state of comatose ...\" Treize said, shocked at the boy\'s behavior.

\"Too bad... She was really nice, when she wasn\'t ordering those men to beat me within an inch of my life.\" He smiled at the thought, which really confused Treize.

\"Hmm, I see.... You\'re nothing like the other pilots I\'ve met.\" Treize pointed out, becoming more interested with the blonde.

\"Oh them.... Most of them are all pent up and antisocial.....\" He then smirked. \"Well they are before I..... Oh forget it.\" Quatre waved his hands in dismissal.

Treize stood up and walked around the desk to him. \"No, don\'t stop, you\'ve caught my interest.\" he insisted.

He shook his head again. \"I don\'t think I should continue..... Mainly because they swore they would kill me if I told anyone......\" he chuckled. \"Go on with your little interrogation, I\'m at your mercy.\" Quatre encouraged.

Treize looked him over carefully. \"Are you? Or are you just waiting for your chance to escape?\" he asked, having done this enough times to know what expect from the rebel pilots.

\"No, I am totally at your mercy. I\'m completely vulnerable, and no one knows I\'m here. I don\'t know what is going happen.....\" Quatre smiled at him. \"That\'s up to you.\" he gave him a quick wink.

The ginger haired man blinked. \"So you\'re going to give in to me?.....\" Treize sounded disappointed. \"That isn\'t very courageous. I expected more out of someone with your background.\" He mumbled as he began to pace a little in front of Quatre.

As he sat still on the desk, the blonde watched him pace around. \"I was taught that true courage is trusting someone even when you\'re most vulnerable.\" Quatre stated plainly.

\"Good point. Does that mean you trust me?\" the man asked intently.

\"I have no choice. As of now, you control whether I live or die.\" the blonde boy said with a shrug.

\"Yes....\" That made him stop and look at the boy. \"I do control your future, don\'t I? ..... But the real question is, since you refuse to give up any information, what do I do with you?\" Treize thought aloud.

\"Whatever you want.\" Quatre offered softly.

\"Oh really? Whatever I want...... And you would let me do whatever I wanted to you?\" the ginger haired man asked curiously.

The blond shrugged. \"I can\'t stop you. Go ahead, beat me to death if that\'s what you want, chain me to a wall, gouge my eyes out, use me as a throw rug.....\" Quatre closed his eyes and smirked. \"It makes no difference to me.\"

Treize was a little disturbed by the value the boy placed on his life. He walked in front of the boy, and, gently, he placed a hand on the pale cheek. He rubbed the soft skin with his thumb and was thinking of what to do. ~Hmmm..... He will not tell me anything...... What should I do? He obviously doesn\'t care whether he lives or dies..... He is quite beautiful...... I think I will keep him alive and see what he will do.~

\"Quatre, if I let you live, will you promise to do what I instruct, and not do anything foolish?\" he whispered softly.

\"I will promise not to go against you as long as I\'m here.....\" Quatre stated in a whisper. \"That\'s all I will promise.\"

Treize nodded in satisfaction. \"I can accept that.....\" He leaned forward. \"Now, what should I do?\" he whispered in the blonde\'s ear.

The blonde almost felt sick to his stomach. \"What would you like? I\'m yours to do with as you see fit.....\" Quatre responded, his eyes still closed.

\"So you\'ve told me.....\" A thought then occurred to him. \"Instead of the things you mentioned, what would you find enjoyable?\" Treize asked with a smile.

Quatre opened his eyes and looked at the man for a moment. \"I\'m sure whatever you decide I\'ll enjoy. Why?..... Do you want to do something that requires my consent?\" the boy asked like it didn\'t matter.

\"Maybe.... Tell me, have you ever had a relationship with a man?\" Treize asked suddenly.

Quatre began laughing hysterically. \"Have I ever been with a man?\" he gasped out in a fit of giggles.

\"What\'s so funny?\" Treize asked, smiling slightly.

After wiping the tears out of his eyes, he calmed a bit. \"Ummm.... Yeah, I think I\'ve been with a few in my life time...... Why? Would you like to be one of them?\" Quatre gave him an evil grin.

\"How many are you seeing now?\" Treize asked, getting slightly turned on by the boy.

\"Three.\" he said plainly. \"They each made me swear not to tell so they don\'t know about each other.\" he shrugged.

The general quirked an eye brown in surprise. \"I see..... Besides your dazzling beauty, what makes you so special?\" he asked curiously.

Quatre gave a wicked smile. \"Well you\'re going to have to find that out for yourself.\" the boy winked at him again.

That sultry expression made the Oz leader suddenly feel warm and tight. \"I plan to. Shall we take this somewhere else?\" Treize offered.

Quatre hopped off the desk. \"If you want. Right here on the desk would be fine with me.\" he stated, remembering the last time he done it on a desk.

The General shook his head. \"No, I want it to be somewhere a little more private....\" Treize snapped his fingers and the door swung open.

A soldier walked in and bowed. \"Yes, your Excellency?\"

\"Have this boy taken to my private quarters, and be careful with him.\" Treize ordered, pointing to Quatre.

The soldier blinked in surprise. \"Are you sure? This boy just tried to blow up the mansion.\" the soldier pointed out.

Also blinking, the man raised a forked brow at the blonde, but Quatre just shrugged and grinned evilly. \"He has given me his word that he will not go against me. Now do as I say.\" Treize ordered again.

\"Yes, your Excellency.\" the soldier bowed and took Quatre by the wrist.

\"Before you go, give me the key to his manacles.\" Treize said just as they reached the door.

\"Of course, your Excellency.\" The soldier reached in his pocket and pulled out the key.

He took it from him. \"Thank you. Now go, and you better not harm him in any way.\" Treize warned.

\"Yes, your Excellency.\" With that the soldier lead Quatre out of the room.

After staring at the door for a moment, Treize walked back to his desk and looked out the window.

\"Looks like I have a new toy.....\" he mused. \"He is different...... Now to find out how different.\" Treize turned and proceeded out the door, eager to play with his new \'toy\'.

~*~

The soldier led Quatre to another door that looked like the last one. The soldier opened the door and led the blonde in. They had been silent the entire trip, but as the soldier was leaving he spoke.

\"Kid, I don\'t know whether to hate you for trying to blow the place up, or pity you for Treize keeping you alive. He is a great leader, but he has his moments when he is just a monster.....\" he shuddered for a moment. \"Anyway, good luck, you\'re gonna need it.\" then the soldier left the boy alone in the bed room.

Quatre watched him leave and smiled to himself. \"Huh, nothing I haven\'t dealt with before. Now let\'s check this place out.....\" Aqua eyes gave the room a once over. \"Hmmm, plush carpets.... high ceiling.... tables with rose filled vases... big windows with billowy curtains.... large vanity tables.... and who could forget the giant four poster bed? God, place looks like something out of a sappy romance novel. And I thought my room was over done..... This is just sad.... I swear, after this war, I\'m becoming a monk...\" he then laughed at the thought. \"Who am I kidding? They would probably hunt me down and take me in the monastery.\" Quatre shook his head and sighed.

Just then Quatre hears the soft click of the door opening. Not wanting to spoil Treize\'s fun, he pretended like he didn\'t hear it. The man quietly slipped in the door, and Quatre acted like he was interested in one of the rose filled vases. Treize snuck up behind the blonde boy, and in the last second wraps his arms around the small waist. Quatre gasped and jumped in, fake, surprise.

\"You\'re very jumpy.\" Treize purred in his ear.

Quatre sighed and leaned back into the embrace. \"Sorry, I\'m not used to being in the enemy\'s arms. It\'s going to take me a while to adjust to my new surroundings.\" he pointed out, hoping to get away quickly enough so he wouldn\'t have to.

\"I\'m sure you\'ll adjust quickly.....\" The man began to nibble on the boy\'s ear. \"And I\'m sure I can help you with it.\" he whispered hotly.

\"Treize, before we start anything, I have to warn you about something.\" Quatre stated, leaning more into the embrace.

\"What? You\'re really a girl?\" Treize chuckled.

Blonde brows knitted together in annoyance. \"Yeah right... I\'m being serious. I can become addictive.\" he warned softly.

\"Sure.\" the man laughed softly.

\"I\'m telling you the truth. Once a man has been with me they\'re willing to kill to be with me again. I\'ve seen it for myself.\" Quatre sighed and shuddered.

He wasn\'t the least bit intimidated. \"I think I can handle a boy.... But can you handle me?\" the man growled playfully.

Quatre shrugged. \"I\'ve been with many different men..... I\'ve probably had worse.\" the boy said honestly.

\"Really? Hmmm..... Only one way to find out....\" Treize let go of the boy and reached in his pocket for the key. \"Turn toward me.\" he ordered.

Quatre did as told, and faced the man. Treize took his wrists and unlocked the heavy manacles, they made a muffled thud as they hit the floor. The pale skin of his wrists was now a slight red from the tight manacles. Treize took a wrist in each hand and rubbed them gently. Quatre purred softly at the touch, and that made Treize smile.

\"How do you want to do this?\" Quatre asked softly.

\"Any way that would be the most pleasurable.\" Treize replied.

Quatre raised a brow. \"For you or for me?\"

\"Both if you like..... I\'m guessing you\'ve heard about my reputation.\" the man smirked.

\"Bits and pieces of it..... But I don\'t pay attention to words. Pretty and meaningful words are nothing to me....\" The blonde boy moved closer to the man. \"I only care about actions.\" Quatre said in a soft husky voice.

\"I guess that I\'m not going to win you over with poetry then, huh?\" Treize smiled.

\"You already have me, Trieze....\" He stood on his tiptoes to whisper in his ear. \"All you have to do is take me.\"

\"Point taken.\" Treize then scooped the boy up in his arms and carried him over to the giant four poster bed. He laid Quatre down gently near the middle of the bed, and sat next to him, looking on at him hungrily.

\"What are you waiting for?\" Quatre smiled brightly.

Treize bent over to look at the two bright pools of blue. \"For that smile.\" He captures Quatre\'s mouth in a hungry kiss. Quatre wraps his arms around the man and pulls him on top of him, mouths still locked together. They both fight for control as they continue on, both unwilling to let go first. Soon Quatre pulls away, gasping heavily, but so is Trieze.

\"Wow, been a long time since someone kissed me like that.\" Quatre breathed out.

\"That was impressive.....\" His blue eyes were raging. \"I don\'t want to fool with all the foreplay.... I want to see if you can give me what I want.\" Treize growled lustfully.

\"Take whatever you want.\" Quatre said, still breathing heavily.

\"I will.\" Treize sits up and began to take off the blonde boy\'s clothing. Quatre\'s pale pink shirt was ripped open, sending pearl buttons flying everywhere, and soon a hot mouth was going over all the revealed skin. Quatre gasped and moaned when the man\'s mouth found a nipple. Treize tired of that quickly then moved on down to the light brown khaki pants. He quickly unzipped and removed them in one motion, boxers, shoes, and all. With the blonde boy now completely revealed to him, Treize could barely contain himself. He felt himself grow painfully hard with need.

\"How do you expect to do anything with your clothes still on?\" Quatre chuckled softly.

\"Hn.\" Treize grunted. He quickly removed his uniform then glared at the boy lustfully. \"Happy?\"

\"Quite. Hmmm.... Not bad.\" Quatre smirked as he looked the naked man over. \"Not bad at all.... I see you dye your hair.\" Quatre snickered.

After looking down, the man blushed. \"Oh, shut up.... Does it even matter?\" Treize huffed.

\"Not really.....\" he was still snickering.

Treize became annoyed and reached over to Quatre\'s length. He wrapped his hand around it and squeezed it tightly.

\"Unnnnn.......\" Quatre moaned in pain/pleasure.

\"Do I have your attention now?\" Treize smiled.

\"Totally......\" the boy gasped when the hand began to move up and down.

Treize smirked. \"Good. Now behave, you promised me you wouldn\'t go against me, right?\" His hand tightened around the hardening flesh.

\"Nnnn!..... Right.\" Quatre groaned.

\"Then do as I say. I want you to close your eyes and just lie there. Only move or make a noise as a reaction to my touch. Understand?\" Treize tightened his grip even more.

\"Nmmmmmnnnn! Yes, Trieze!\" Quatre moaned loudly, he clamped his eyes shut.

\"That\'s a good boy......\" He then thought of something. \"You said you only cared about actions..... I thought you were the one who always tried to talk things through.\" The man loosened his grip and began to stroke Quatre softly.

\"Yes.. But there is a point.... When talking is useless... And the only thing to do.... Is to take appropriate action.....\" the boy panted out.

\"Hmmm.... You understand this world better than most men....... I like that.\" Treize stopped his teasing, and leaned over to the boy\'s face. \"Now, to find out what makes you so different.\" he whispered softly.

Quatre cracked an eye open. \"I think you\'ll like it.\" he smiled.

\"You better hope so, for your sake.\" Treize growled.

Treize got up off the bed and walked over to one of the vanity tables. He looked through the drawers for a minute, and then pulled out a box of matches. Quatre watched him and became worried when he saw the matches.

~Oh no! Not another pyromaniac! I barely survived the last one! Allah help me!~

But Quatre\'s worries were put to rest when Treize began to light several candles scattered around the room. Quatre sighed heavily and laid back down on the soft bed. After a few more minutes, the lights go off and the soft glow of the candle lit up the, other wise dark, room.

~Huh, it\'s later than I thought. Time flies when you\'re trying to fuck the information out of someone.~ Quatre mused to himself.

The boy then felt the bed shift as Treize climbed in again.

\"Open your mouth.\" the man ordered.

Quatre did as told, he felt something being put in his mouth that was long, very thin, and tasted weird. Quatre chewed on it a little to find that it tasted like a plant, and when he took a deep breath he smelled roses.

~This is getting kinky. He put a rose in my mouth..... Oh well, it\'s something new.~

\"Don\'t take that rose out till I say so.\" Treize commanded gruffly, which Quatre nodded to obediently.

Quatre then felt his legs being pulled apart, he followed the motions without resistance. Evidently Treize approved of this when Quatre felt his aching member being stroked firmly. The strong hands began a rhythm that drove Quatre wild, or at least seemed to. The blonde arched his back, begging to be touched more, and Treize complied by quickening his pace. Quatre dug both hands into the silk sheets, head thrashed back and forth, and lifted his hips up further in the man\'s reach. In minutes, Quatre tensed up and released his seed, then relaxed totally into the bed, feeling sated for the moment. It wasn\'t long, though, before Quatre felt something pulling at his legs. Remembering where he was, the boy moved his legs along with what Treize wanted. He felt his legs being raised up and placed on Treize\'s shoulders.

Treize looked down at the boy laid out before him and smiled. The pale skin glistened with sweat, and the light blonde locks were ruffled affectionately around. The rose in the boy\'s mouth set off Trieze\'s picture of perfection. Unfortunately, the man\'s own need was demanding attention. Using Quatre\'s seed to lubricate himself, Treize positioned himself at Quatre\'s tight entrance. For a second Treize just looked at the boy then his need got the better of him.

~Time for the moment of judgement, my vulnerable angel.~

Treize then thrust in to the hilt, causing Quatre to arch his back and moan, even though it was really hurting him tremendously. Treize was surprised at this reaction but didn\'t take the time to think about it. The man began a steady rhythm, feeling extreme pleasure being within the boy\'s inner walls. He opened his eyes to look at the boy and was even more surprised when he saw a pleading look on the boy\'s delicate features.

Still thrusting in, Treize began to speak. \"What is it?... Do you want me to go slower?\"

Quatre shook his head violently.

\"No?...... Do you want me to go faster?\"

Quatre nodded and whimpered softly.

\"Fast and easy?\"

Quatre shook his head again.

\"Fast and hard?\"

Quatre nodded again with a louder whimper.

He obliged, all but eager. \"Alright.\" Treize started a pounding rhythm that Quatre was more than used to. With each flesh ripping thrust, Quatre moaned and lifted his hips to meet the next one. It wasn\'t long before his thrusts and Quatre\'s moans were too much for the man to bear. With one final thrust he reached his climax, releasing his essence deep within the boy. Treize remained still as he reached completion, but this time it was very different from all of the others. He felt everything that he was thinking and everything he had been worried about just slip away slowly, leaving him completely sated and feeling like he wasn\'t even there.

Quatre, on the other hand, felt sore and completely drained like he always did. Seeing Treize\'s past unwind before him gave him a new respect toward the man though......

But most importantly he got the information he needed.

~So Oz plans to do nothing for a while and wait for the White fang to make the first move...... If they respond violently Oz will challenge them in space.... Well I did my job, now how do I get away? I think I\'ll stay for tonight and maybe tomorrow morning..... One thing I like about doing this at night is that I can sleep afterwards, no getting up and acting like nothing happened after he pulls out of me...... I hope he\'s happy, I\'m exhausted.~

After a few moments of stillness and silence, Treize pulled out slowly, and Quatre threw in a shudder and another moan for good measure. He moved Quatre\'s legs off his shoulders and collapsed beside the boy. Quatre just laid still on his back staring at the ceiling, the rose in his mouth completely intact. At first Quatre thought Treize fell asleep, but when he was going to check two dark, blue eyes filled his vision.

\"Quatre, you were right... I did like it.\" he whispered breathlessly.

Quatre just looked at him, the rose still in place between his teeth.

\"Oh, sorry.\" Treize pulled the rose from his mouth and tossed it aside.

\"Thank you. So you liked that, huh?\" Quatre smirked

\"Very much so.... You were outstandingly wonderful. I have never been so satisfied in my entire life.\" Treize smiled back.

\"Oh? You mean I out did the great Lady Une?\" Quatre asked innocently.

The man raised a brow. \"So you know about that?\"

\"I do now. I feel honored.\" the boy giggled.

\"Hn. You should feel honored.\" Treize began to loom over him. \"Few have ever made me happy.\" he purred, and looked ready for round two.

\"Then I\'m guessing I\'ve passed your judgement.\" Quatre whispered in a lusty tone.

\"With flying colors.\" he replied.

Then, something forces the blonde to say his next words. \"Trieze, since you skipped the foreplay, you mind going back and making up for it?\" Quatre asked with a pleading look.

Treize sat up then moved to straddle the blonde boy\'s hips. \"Why not?\" He bent over and began to kiss the boy deeply.

Soon Quatre was cursing himself again. ~Why the hell did I say that?!! I want to leave right now!! Damnit!! I can\'t move away from him! Damn, Damn, Damn!! Why can\'t I stop him? Duh... Cause you\'re an empath and your empathic abilities won\'t allow you to resist anyone who is in pain and wants you. But just because I can\'t stop him doesn\'t mean that I want him to do this to me!! I wish someone could help me.... I don\'t want to do this anymore! I don\'t want to be hurt anymore....... None of these people care about me..... All they care about is getting their pain and worries taken away, and getting laid at the same time. I feel like a trick bitch...... No, I\'m worse than that, all the whores and sluts usually get paid, I just get kicked to the curb until the next guy comes along and finds out............~ Then he wondered something. ~Does anyone care about me? Does anyone give a damn that I\'m not just a punching bag, or some life like blow up doll? Anyone?......~

\"Oh, Treize!\" Quatre moaned when the man started nibbling on his collar bone.

~Maybe.... Just one.......~

Quatre reached up and pulled Treize on top of him. \"Please, Treize, be merciful.\" Quatre smiled evilly.

\"I will consider it, although it depends on what you do for me.\" Treize said huskily.

~Someone who has been there for me......~

\"I\'ll do anything.....\" Quatre breathed out

~Who always helped me no matter what...........~

\"Anything? Alright then, I want you to turn on your stomach.\" Treize ordered gruffly.

~Who hardly ever asked me for anything.......~

Quatre nipped at his nose. \"Yes, your Excellency.\" Treize got off of the boy so he could turn on his stomach.

~Who is my best friend........~

\"Oh God, Treize!!!\"

~Duo..... Please help me.......~

~*~

TBC