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"Lost Souls"	By : Deb Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2831 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Disclaimer: I don't own the G boys, I just borrow them to play with from time to time and return them relatively undamaged... honest... :)

Rating: NC 17, Angst, Yaoi, Sap, masturbation, sad in parts, LEMON.

Pairings: 3x4, 2xH, 5+S, OCx2, eventual 1x2x1

Notes: Set 2 years after Endless Waltz. The pilots have all gone their separate ways but still keep in touch. Duo is with Hilde on L2 but cannot forget Heero.

" Lost Souls "

May 2002 ShenLong

Part 4
Duo looked up at the building in front of him and then back to the card in his hand. This was the address he had been given. He pushed the door open and made his way to the third floor apartment. Knocking on the door moments later he wondered just what would be in store for the evening. The same man he had spent the other night with greeted him.

"Good you're here." he said as he pulled Duo inside. "The rest of the group will be here soon so go through to the bedroom and strip. The other boy in there will be working with you tonight he will answer any questions you have and tell you what to do." With that he pushed Duo across the room and into the bedroom.

Duo looked around himself at the room. Another young man came out from the adjoining bathroom as he heard Duo enter.

"Hi there. I'm Shane. You must be the other part of the entertainment tonight."

"Duo." he replied and shook the others hand. "So tell me what exactly is it we are doing tonight?"

Shane smiled, it was a warm friendly smile. "Well we just keep their drinks up while they play a few games. Once they get tired of the cards we become the entertainment."

Duo raised an eyebrow.

Shane continued. "They really are just a bunch of frustrated horny men. When they tire of the cards they like to get down and dirty. Usually it ends up getting them off using your hand or your mouth. A couple of them like to fuck you if you're willing and occasionally one of them likes to be fucked."

"Okay."

"I suggest you strip and put this on." Shane said as he held up a black g string. "Turns them on even more to see you in one of these."

Duo took the offered scrap of material and proceeded to remove his clothes. The g string was small and only just covered him. God help him if he got hard. There was no way that this piece of material would be able to contain his arousal.

"Ready?" asked Shane.

Duo nodded.

"Come on then. Show time." and the young man turned letting his shoulder length dark brown hair swing across his face and brush lightly against Duo as he took Duo's hand.

The first part of the evening went really quickly for Duo. Shane was right. It wasn't hard keeping the men's drinks topped up. He suffered the occasional pinch to his bottom but took it in good humor. Gradually the men began to get tipsy and interest in the game waned. Their host declared with a lusty voice that the cards were finished with and it was time to get down to the real fun of the evening.

Duo found himself with three equally horny men. He wasn't sure what he had gotten himself into and was feeling a sense of panic when he looked across at Shane. The other boy winked at him as he slid his hands down the front of one of the three men that were with him pants. "Enjoy" he mouthed.

Duo nodded as he found himself picked up and carried through to the bedroom. Deposited on the large bed he stared at ten aen around him noticing that each had a rather prominent bulge in his pants.

A few hours later and with a rather large sum of credits in his pocket Duo left the apartment with Shane.

"So how did you find it?" asked Shane.

"Umm different. " Duo replied. "I have only ever been one on one before. But it was okay."

"Yeah it's not so bad and a quick easy way to make a few credits." smiled Shane. "Well I gotta head off. See yer again soon Duo. Take care."

Duo smiled back. "Yeah you too man." and Duo turned to head back to the old church ruins that was his current home.

"Hey Duo, me and some of the other guys hang out together in the park on the weekend. They're a nice bunch, would yer like to join us. I mean that is if yer don't already have plans."

Duo thought for a moment. "That would be fun Shane, thanks. I would enjoy that."

Shane turned and stood in front of Duo. "You're a nice guy Duo. I like you." and with that he quickly reached up and gave Duo a chaste kiss before disappearing into the night.

Duo stood for a moment running his fingers across his lips where the other boy had kissed him. Quickly he slid down the alley way and back to his home.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Trowa and Quatre arrived on L2 and immediately booked into a hotel not far from where Hilde and Duo lived. After a quick shower they headed for the salvage yard and hopefully Duo.

The cab they caught deposited them out the front of the yard. While Quatre paid the driver Trowa took a good look around. He could see a couple of men working in the yard a short distance away but neither one looked like Duo, they were too heavy built.

Quatre joined his love and scanned the area as well. "Any sign of him?" he asked.

"Not that I can see." Trowa responded.

"Well I say it's time to confront the dragon then." and with an evil grin Quatre took Trowa's hand and they headed for the office.

Hilde sat behind the desk with a stack of papers in front of her. She looked up at the sound of a firm knock. "Come in"

Trowa opened the door and ushered Quatre in before following himself. The girl behind the desk paled visibly as she recognized her visitors.

"What do you two want." she spat.

"We have come to see Duo." said Trowa quietly.

"How many times do I have to tell you he isn't here at the moment."

"Hilde, we are concerned for him. Every time we call you tell us he isn't here and that you can't give us a number to contact him on. Just what is going on?" said Quatre trying to keep his cool.

Hilde sighed. "He took off for a few days holiday. By himself. He said he didn't want to be disturbed." she lied, hoping they would swallow it.

Trowa watched the girl carefully, distrust written on his face. "Surely he would have left a contact number with you for emergency's or such?"

Hilde thought fast. "No actually he didn't. He said something about getting in touch with his inner self." She could feel herself getting uncomfortable under that green eyed scrutiny. Oh how she wished they would just go.

"So when is he due back?"

It was a simple question but one that Hilde couldn't answer. "Umm I don't really know. He just said he would be gone for a while and had left before I got up." At least part of that was true she thought.

Quatre stared at her. His inner feelings telling him that there was more to this. He didn't press the point though.

"Now as you can see I am a very busy person so I would appreciate it if you would just leave." she said with a tone of irritation.

"Come on Trowa, It's obvious we are not welcome here." said the blonde and he turned to leave. Pausing at the door he spoke once more. "When Duo gets back you be sure to tell him to call us straight away."

Hilde looked up at the words and saw the anger in Quatre's eyes. "I will tell him." she said curtly, then went back to her work. As soon as the young men had left her office she placed a call to the vid phone company and had a screening program put onto the vid phone. At least now whenever a call came in she could see if it was one of those annoying pilots or not.

Instead of heading back out to the street Trowa took a detour through the yard and found one of the guys there. Sauntering up to the man he asked if he had seen Duo lately. The other man was a bit more informative than Hilde had been. No he hadn't seen Duo for about four weeks now. Yes he thought it strange that Duo would suddenly stop coming to work. No there wasn't any salvage operation going on at the moment. No if Duo had gone on holiday he hadn't told any of them which they though was strange as Duo was one of the guys and was never one to keep something such as a holiday to himself, he would have surely said something to one of them. They had all thought it a bit unusual to say the least that Duo wasn't there but when they had approached Hilde she told them it was none of their business and so they hadn't pushed for any more details.

Trowa thanked the men and went back to where Quatre was waiting for the cab to come and collect them.

"What did you find out?"

"Not much, but I do know that Hilde is definitely covering something up. The guys haven't seen Duo for around four weeks and they say if he was on holidays then he would have told them he was going." Trowa rubbed his fingers across his temples trying to ease the beginnings of a headache away.

"Lets go back to the hotel and contact Wufei and Heero. Let them know what we have learned, they may have some suggestions as to where we go next." said Quatre as the cab pulled up.

They climbed inside and went back to their room. Once inside Quatre placed a call to Wufei and told the Chinese man what they had discovered. Wufei wasn't impressed.

"I will use the Preventer's network to see if any of our agents have seen him or know of his whereabouts." said Wufei.

"Thanks Wufei. I still can't see Duo just taking off on holiday without telling anyone where he was going." the blonde said.

"No I quite agree. It is most out of character for that baka to do something like that. I will call you as soon as I have anything of interest. By the way have you contacted Yuy yet?"

"I'm about to call him now. I will be in touch. Good luck Wufei." and Quatre terminated the call. He stared at Trowa. "I guess I had better tell Heero now."

Trowa nodded.

Quatre once again placed a call, to the Merlin Hotel this time. "Hello, I would like to be put through to the eighth floor receptionist please." He strummed his fingers on the bedside table as he waited for the call to be connected. A sharp voice came down the line.

"Eighth floor, how can I help you?"

"I would like to speak with Doctor Zero please."

"May I ask who is calling?"

"Tell him its Mr Sandrock with a case of Heavyarms."

Trowa's eyebrows shot up.

Quatre giggled and waved his hands in mock defense. "It was Heero's idea."

"Remind me to have a word to him about his sense of humor, or in this case obvious lack of it."

They were stopped from further comment as Heero's face came on the screen. "Hey Quatre, Have you located Duo? How is he? What was going on up there?"

"Whoa there Heero. Hold your horses, I'm afraid the news isn't good. Duo can't be found."

"What do yoan can can't be found?"

"Hilde said he had gone away on holiday but wouldn't tell her where. I'm convinced she is lying. My inner sense is telling me that wherever Duo is he isn't happy and that Hilde has something to do with it."

"So where would he have gone?" mused Heero. He didn't like this, he didn't like this one bit.

"I don't know Heero. Look we have Wufei and the Preventer network attempting to track him down. Do you think that with your computer skills you can mess around and see if you can find anything... anything at all that will give us a clue as to where we can start looking for him?

"Hn. Of course I will."

"Thanks Heero. Trowa and I are going to head back to the space port and see if he has left on any of the shuttles in the last four weeks, that's how long it's been since he was at the salvage yard."

Heero's brow furrowed as he thought. "Okay Quatre, I'm on it. I will call you tomorrow with anything I have found unless I get a good lead in the meantime."

"Right. Thanks Heero."

"Don't thank me yet, we have to find him first." replied Heero and then disconnected the call. He folded his arms behind his head as he thought then striding across the room he picked up his laptop and booted it up. "Now Duo.... where can you be?...." His fingers began to move rapidly across the keyboard.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Duo had met up with Shane and his friends and thoroughly enjoyed his day with them. Shane was right, they were a nice bunch of guys and easy to get on with. Duo felt happy for the first time in weeks. He began to hang out a bit with the gang when he wasn't working and it reminded him a lot of his days when he was younger and used to run with Solo and the others. He thought of Solo and the friendship they had shared and then his mind went back to the wars and the other pilots. He wondered what they were all doing now. He knew that Hilde had probably spoken with them and that they knew he had left. He didn't expect them to worry too much over him, after all he had always been the loud mouth practical joker amongst them. He would contact them soon. Soon, once he had healed a little more.

His mind wandered off to a cobalt eyed pilot and his own eyes began to fill with tears. He hoped that Heero was happy. Biting back the sorrow he felt he tried to remind himself that it was his own stupid obsession for something he could never have... something that was forbidden to him that had brought him to where he was now. Nothing but a simple street whore. One who sold his body to survive. If he had had the guts he would have ended his sorry miserable life the night he had his fight with Hilde.

"Get a grip on yourself Maxwell." he reprimanded himself. This life wasn't all that bad. Most of his customers were gentle with him wanting nothing more than a blow job. Some delighted in fucking him and usually he enjoyed it. Then there was the odd one that just wanted to ram their cock right up his ass and brutally took what they deemed to be theirs seeing as how they had paid for it. Fortunately they were few and far between, but Duo had experienced a few and his body wore their marks for several days afterwards. Those were the times he counted as real punishment and suffered through it knowing he deserved to be used roughly, after all wasn't that what he had done to Hilde? Used her?

He was on his way back to the church yard after being with a customer that had been extremely rough with him to the point where technically it could have been called rape when he saw Shane waiting for him. Since that first time together with the Saturday night gang bang as they called it, Shane and Duo had become good friends. The money was good and enabled them to eat a bit better. Also it was constant. The rest of the guys were fun too. With all of Shane's friends being street workers with no home to go to they had moved to where Duo had shacked up as it was a bit drier than their last place. They were less likely to be found as well. Only Duo had known of the basement that existed under the Maxwell church and now that the church was still nothing but a pile of rubble he had been pleased to find the basement still there and had taken up residence. Now half a dozen of them called the tiny room home.

Seeing Duo shuffling down the street Shane's face crossed with worry. Quickly he moved to the other mans side. "Duo... are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm okay. The last one was a bit rough but nothing I couldn't handle. "I just need to lie down for a while that's all."

Shane helped Duo into the basement and made him comfortable. While Duo lay quietly he moved across the small room and fetched a bowl of water and cloth. Returning he lowered himself next to the long haired man. "Let me see Duo." he quietly said.

"Don't worry, I'm fine." said Duo as he went to push the smaller boy away and winced as his body underwent a momentary spasm of pain.

"You're not fine, Now please let me take a look. I only want to help you Duo." Shane's voice, while gentle, held concern for his friend. Duo being slightly older than the rest of them had taken it upon himself to be their leader as such and more often than not sold himself rather than see the others have to do so.

Duo moaned realizing that Shane wouldn't take no for an answer. "All right, you win." he said and began to remove his clothing.

Shane drew in a sharp breath as he saw the fresh bruises upon that creamy tender skin. Hand prints could be clearly seen upon the hips and small bite marks were evident upon his back and shoulders. As Duo dropped his pants so Shane could see that those thighs also bore bruising and some dried blood had gathered at the top of them. Swallowing hard he hoped that Duo wasn't too torn up inside.

Duo was too sore to care as Shane began to wash his body. The soft gentle caress of the sponge eased the bruising. He sighed softly and let the boy clean him up.

Shane had cleaned nearly all of Duo's body. Only that sensitive cleft and his genitals remained. Taking a deep breath he spoke quietly. "Duo I need to clean your cock and ass for you."

Duo mumbled and rolled onto his side so that Shane could clean the rest of him.

Tenderly Shane washed his cock and balls. He was a little hesitant. He had seen Duo naked before, hell they had all seen each other nude but this was the first time he had ever touched Duo in this most intimate way. Finishing quickly he pushed Duo back onto his stomach. "Duo, this may hurt a little as I need to clean you to see what damage has been done."

Duo just grunted in response.

Shane gently eased the creamy globes apart and was shocked to see some blood mixed with semen leaking from Duo's passage. As gently as he could he washed his friend. "I think you have been torn inside Duo. How bad, I can't tell and I don't want to go probing around too much in case I hurt you even more."

Duo opened his eyes. "Its all right Shane, I trust you." and his eyes slid shut again.

Shane scooted across the floor to their medical kit. Sifting through the meager contents he found a drop of antiseptic and a small tube of cream. Carrying his prizes he dropped back to the floor next to Duo and began to treat the others injuries.

Duo tried hard not to wince as Shane's finger gently made its way inside him to coat his passage with the cream. "You don't have to do this." he groaned.

"Quiet now Duo. I will take care of you. After all look at the number of times you have looked after all of us." Shane finished and handed Duo a pair of loose sweat pants. "I will get you something to eat and then you get some sleep"

Duo put on the item and once more lowered his body to the mattress. He ached all over and while it felt better to be cleaned up and attended to, the pain was still there.

Shane brought him some warm soup and watched as Duo ate it. Once finished Duo lay back down and Shane covered him with a blanket. "Sleep Duo, you will feel better afterwards." and placing a tender kiss upon Duo's head he left him to rest.

It was late evening and the rest of the guys were due back at any time. Shane waited patiently for them so as to let them know that Duo was hurt and needed quiet to recover. All the boys were subdued and a little scared that their leader whom they all adored was injured and made sure they were as quiet as mice.

It was early hours of the morning when Shane was awoken from his slumber. At first he wasn't sure what had woken him up thenthen he heard it again. A whimper then a groan. "Duo?" he called softly. Another moan was the reply. Feeling a little scared Shane got up and went to Duo's side. What he saw shocked him.

Duo was moaning softly and rocking his head from side to side, sweat was running from his body and yet he was shivering uncontrollably. Shane reached down and placed his hand upon Duo's forehead, not surprised to feel the intense heat coming from him. Duo was burning up. Quickly he fetched a bowl of cold water and sponge, he began to run the cool liquid over Duo's body trying to remove some of the heat there.

Duo's eyes flickered open but he couldn't recognize his surroundings or the boy that tended to him. "Solo?' he called.

"It's me Shane, Duo. Please try to stay still, you have a fever." he said softly as he continued to wipe the sweat away, cooling Duo's skin.

"Hot... so hot..." mumbled Duo as he slipped into unconsciousness once more.

Shane stayed by his side gently bathing the heated skin not knowing what else he could do to help Duo. He knew that there must be an infection somewhere and that Duo needed something more than their pitiful first aid kit contained. Unable to do anything else he continued to bathe and hold the other man.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Trowa and Quatre had exhausted their search. No one fitting Maxwell's description had been seen around the space ports and certainly no one of his name had been on any of their flights. Heero had confirmed this after hacking into the various shuttle companies flight records.

Wufei had not had any luck either. The Preventer network drew a complete blank. None of the agents had seen anyone remotely like Duo on any of the colonies or the earth.

Trowa and Quatre had frequented the many clubs that Duo was known to favor but no one had seen him for weeks. It was as if he had vanished into thin air.

Heero was beginning to get really worried. He had even gone so far as to check out all the morgues on earth and the colonies for any unidentified bodies, but again nothing.

Heero paced the floor of the current hotel room he was in on the latest Relena engagement. Duo was out there somewhere, he was certain. But why did he vanish? Why hadn't he made any form of contact? It was as if the man didn't want to be found. He frowned. Duo must be hurting for some reason to disappear like this and he was sure that Hilde knew more than she was telling. He had tried to call the girl on a few more occasions only to fine the calls blocked. He knew he could easily hack through the preventative measure but couldn't be bothered. Running his fingers through his messy hair he stared up into the night sky. "Duo..... Where are you?"

~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Duo continued to fade in and out of consciousness, the fever still running through his body. The infection had taken over and was merrily working its way through Duo's blood stream. Shane was doing all he could for his friend but it wasn't enough. Duo needed drugs, antibiotics to be exact and none of them had enough money to buy them. Since Duo had been sick they had only just begun to realize how much they depended on him and the money he made selling his body.

All the boys redoubled their efforts and tried to work as many customers as they could in an attempt to get enough money to purchase the drugs but they could only get some here and there. While it was enough to hold the spread of the infection it wasn't enough to kill it off. And so once the antibiotic wore off the disease took hold again. It was a vicious circle and one which Duo was beginning to lose.

During his bouts of delirium Duo called out for someone. Sometimes it was Solo... other times it was Heero. Shane had no idea who Duo was calling as the man had never spoken of his past. All he knew was that these two must have had a pretty big impact on Duo for him to be calling out to them like that.

Duo had been ill for a week and a half and Shane was getting desperate. He needed to get more drugs for Duo, if he didn't his friend was going to die. Replacing the cool cloth on Duo's forehead he listened idly to the mans now quiet rantings. Duo was mumbling something about the wars... Gundams... killing.... Heero. There it was again, that name. Heero. Shane ran the name around in his head. He couldn't connect it with anything.

Duo screamed. In his mind he watched as Wing was destroyed. Engulfed in a blaze of red, orange and yellow...... HEERO! NO !!!"

The scream and the words made Shane jump a mile. Quickly he turned his attention back to Duo. He was in the grip of delirium once more, Shane tried to restrain the thinghing body as he murmured soothing words into Duo's ear.

Eventually Duo stilled and his rantings became a quiet mantra of "Heero... oh Heero.... come back to me Heero..."

Once Duo seemed settled Shane's mind was made up. If he couldn't buy the drugs to make Duo well then he had no choice but to steal them. He wasn't going to sit back and do nothing while his friend slipped further towards death. Leaving one of the others to keep an eye on Duo he left the basement and headed out into the night.

~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~

Heero had returned to his home after another of Relena's meetings. He had begun to finally hand over some of the bodyguard responsibilities to the others so that he could spend more time searching for Duo. Trowa and Quatre had returned after finding nothing at all of Duo's whereabouts. Heero was to say the least beginning to panic. This was totally out of character for the American which made Heero wonder if Duo was either caught up in something he couldn't get out of or even worse. Heero shuddered at that thought. He had given Duo's description to all the hospitals but as yet there was nothing. Somehow he knew deep in his heart thao wao was still alive and waiting for him to find him. Heading for the vid phone he called the Winner residence.

"Hello Quatre Winner here."

"Hi Quatre it's Heero."

"Heero! Any news on Duo?"

"Iie. I'm afraid there is still no information. I have had an idea though."

Quatre's eyes filled with hope. "What is it Heero?"

"I am going to go to L2 and look for him myself."

"But Trowa and I have already searched everywhere in L2 that Duo was known to frequent and no one had seen him."

"I just have a hunch Quatre. I spent a lot of time with him during the war and he spoke to me a little of his background. I'm sure we missed something. By checking his younger day haunts I may get a clue. I just know he is there but for some reason he can't or doesn't want to contact us."

"You think he may be being held against his will by someone?"

"I'm not sure. Its a possibility. But Quatre I have to find out... I have to find him. If anything happened to him without my being able to talk to him... " Heero paused trying to regain control over his emotions.

Trowa, who had come into the study, watched Heero's face carefully. He noted the others struggle to keep from displaying his emotion and recognizing the signs. He spoke softly. "You will find him Heero. Find him and tell him what you know in your heart. Don't deny yourself or him what little chance you have to grasp at happiness." Then draping his long arms around Quatre and kissing the blonde he added. "Don't make the same mistake that I did."

Heero's eyes began to fill with tears. "I will find him Trowa.... I promise. And I will bring him back home."

"Good luck. You know where to find us." and Trowa terminated the call.

Quatre leaned back against Trowa's warm embrace. "Tell me that what I am thinking could be true."

Trowa smiled. "I have a very strong suspicion that Heero feels something for Duo."

"Hmmm That's what I thought you meant with your words to Heero."

Trowa moved around the chair and pulled Quatre from it. He sat himself down and placed the blonde in his lap, once more wrapping his arms about the youth. He began to nuzzle Quatre's neck. "I had an idea that Heero felt something for Duo when we were all fighting in the wars. I could understand him not acting upon it though as his training and the mission always came first. To admit he cared for another would only compromise both their lives. I'm not too sure if Duo felt the same way but I have an idea that he did. My guess is that when all the fighting was over they found themselves having to face up to the reality. Neither one was ready for that and so denying their true feelings they went their own ways to try to sort themselves out."

"You know, you have a very wise head on your shoulders my green eyed lover. I would not have picked that up from watching Heero." Quatre snuggled closer to Trowa's chest.

"The only reason I think this is because I went through the same sort of turmoil. I wasn't sure about you... about us. So I did the only thing I could do. I ran away to somewhere I knew was safe... familiar. Somewhere that I could figure things out. I was lucky. I couldn't deny what I felt and I suppose after that incident with the lioness Catherine could see it too. She is the one who gave me the final push to contact you." Trowa reached for Quatre's lips and took them in a gentle kiss.

"Im so glad she did. " murmured Quatre as he began to feast at Trowa's warm mouth.

The blonde began to squirm a little in Trowa's lap feeling the others arousal beginning to push against his bottom.

Trowa let out a small moan of pleasure. "Want you." He stated simply.

"I'm yours." came the breathy reply.

Trowa picked up his precious cargo and headed upstairs to the bedroom. Kicking open the door he dropped Quatre in the middle of the king size bed and stood over him. "Strip." came the command.

Quatre giggled, he loved it when Trowa took charge. "Yes master." he replied and began to remove his clothes.

Trowa watched getting more aroused by the minute as Quatre's lovely body was slowly and tantalizingly revealed to him. When the Arab was completely nude he took him in an almost savage kiss of need and desire.

Quatre was dazzled by the intensity of the kiss and sat panting. Gazing with adoration at his lover he spoke huskily. "What shall I do now master?"

"Undress me." came the reply.

Quatre bounded forward eagerly and proceeded to remove Trowa's clothes. A moan of lust escaped him as he lowered Trowa's pants and allowed the turgid shaft to come free. Subconsciously he licked his lips.

Seeing Quatre's obvious want Trowa moved his hips in small thrusts towards the blonde. "Suck it little one. If I am pleased with your work then I will fuck you."

Quatre eagerly obeyed. He took the thick length in his hand and lowered his mouth to surround that weeping head. His tongue danced over the sensitive tip, lapping at the precum. Running his tongue over the underside of Trowa's shaft he took the length into his mouth and began to suck gently.

Trowa's fingers wormed their way into gold silk as his erection was gently bathed in that warm heat. It was all he could o sto stop himself from thrusting wildly. He chanced a glance down at the angel pleasuring his need so well, and let a moan escape his lips. The sight was stunningly sensual, that blonde head bobbing up and down the length of his cock, bringing nothing but pleasure. His hips began to move of their own will, small thrusts as his fingers raked through that soft head of hair.

Quatre was enjoying the feast. He loved to suck Trowa, next to being fucked this was the Arabs greatest pleasure, and he was good at it. No one would have guessed from the outward appearance that the normally quiet angelic young man had such a talented mouth on him and loved to be screwed senseless.

Trowa could feel his orgasm building and reluctantly pulled Quatre's mouth away. Quatre was quick to voice his disapproval at having his treat taken from him.

Pulling the angel to his feet Trowa sought his mouth and kissed him deeply. "I want to be inside you when I come little one, if you keep that up I will come now."

Quatre squirmed at the assault on his lips. Eagerly he broke the kiss and moved to the bed. Lying down on his back he spread his legs wide in invitation. "Take me... Oh Trowa please take me now.

Trowa smiled with lust at the boy laid out before him so wanton. "Oh I fully intend to take you little angel. I'm going to screw that pretty little ass of yours to the mattress. I want to hear you scream and beg for more."

Moaning at the very thought Quatre's body began to move slightly on the bed. "Please oh please, take me now, Don't make me wait."

"Patience my willing slave. I need to prepare you first."

Quatre's hand strayed down to his lap in an attempt to ease some of the ache there. This was one of his favorite games and turned him on so much. Trowa knew this and therefore teased and tormented his lover with strong words and actions, giving the blonde as much pleasure as he could.

"Don't touch yourself." said Trowa in a threatening voice. Just the sight of the blonde youth fondling himself would be enough to send Trowa over the edge and he wanted to be buried in that warm heat when he came.

Quatre whimpered in frustration which soon turned to moans of delight as Trowa crawled up between his legs and placed a slickened finger at his entrance.

Rubbing his finger gently over the tight entrance Trowa watched as his lovers face contorted with pleasure. Gently he worked the finger inside and soon followed it with a second, stretching and preparing Quatre to receive him.

Quatre's mind had switched to overload. The sensations Trowa was giving his sensitive flesh driving him to madness. Feeling Trowa's finger brush his sweet spot his hips bucked and sparks flew behind his eyes.

"I think you are ready." smiled Trowa and removed his fingers from tarmtarmth.

Feeling empty Quatre growled. "Please hurry and fuck me... I need you... now."

Coating his own erection with lube, allowing Quatre to watch his every movement Trowa stiffened even more, enjoying the tease. Finally he could wait no longer and raising Quatre's legs he positioned himself at that tight ring. Pushing forward gently he teased at the opening, seeking permission to enter.

Quatre tried to push his hips and impale himself, impatient with the slowness in which Trowa was teasing him, but Trowa held him firm.
one one of that..." he mused and then pushed further in feeling the muscle give way and grant him access to that warm moist sheath. Pushing in slowly Trowa called upon all his discipline training to stop himself from coming straight away. It was so tight, so warm. Quatre's inner channel stroked his shaft as he buried himself to the hilt.

Quatre began to push upwards seeking some form of movement, he wanted Trowa to , ha, hard and fast. "Please master...."

"Please what? My angel." teased Trowa.

"I need you to move..."

"Ahh but I think I am quite comfortable where I am."

A low groan rumbled forth. "Damnit! I need you to thrust inside me... take me... make me yours.."

Sensing his loves frustration Trowa smiled to himself. "So impatient...." Then taking a firm grip on Quatre's hips he began to move, pulling almost completely out then plunging back inside. Trowa built a slow steady rhythm, one sure to drive his lover insane with need.

It was working.

Quatre vainly tried to buck his hips, wanting the former Heavyarms pilot as deep as he could get him. Pure animal lust driving him on to try to find his own release from the throbbing in his balls and cock.

Reaching down and continuing to thrust Trowa took Quatre's lips in a searing kiss, plundering that sweet mouth. He began to nip and suck at the others neck eliciting more moans from his *slave*. Gradually he began to thrust faster. Angling slightly he brushed Quatre's prostate with the head of his penis and Quatre bucked beneath him.

Every touch skittered across sensitive nerves and registered in a brain that was aware of only one thing. Quatre was beyond reason... beyond comprehensive thought as his body was driven to higher and higher peaks with the pleasure Trowa was bestowing on him. His hips bucked as his legs wound themselves around his lover's slim waist pulling Trowa's cock further inside him.

Feeling the end drawing near Trowa's thrusts sped up, his body bathed in sweat as his hand wormed between their bodies to locate Quatre's burning need. Finding his prize, long ers ers wrapped themselves around the engorged shaft and began to pump.

With Trowa's skilled fingers working their magic on his cock Quatre climbed to the pinnacle and with a scream went crashing down the other side. Thick creamy seed spurting from the tiny slit to cover his stomach and Trowa's hand as he found his release.

Trowa moaned and buried his head in the juncture of Quatre's neck and shoulder as he felt the Arab's inner walls spasm and clamp down as he reached his orgasm. Biting his lip he continued to thrust striving for his own end. Within seconds he followed Quatre to nirvana filling him with his passion.

Both boys lay sated and spent, Trowa still buried deep inside his love as he tried to regain oxygen to his body. Quatre shifted slightly as Trowa's weight rested on him. Trowa raised his head and gently pulled his softening member from within that warm passage to roll over and lie next to his lover.

Quatre pulled the emerald eyed youth towards him and kissed his nose. Adoration for the other man shone from within those teal depths. Hugging Trowa close he whispered "Thank you my love... thank you"

Trowa peeked out through his unruly bang that lay plastered with sweat to his face. "You don't have to thank me my sweet."

"Yes I do. I thank you for loving me, I thank you for the most wonderful mind blowing sex, I thank you for living here with me but most of all I thank you for understanding your feelings, which can't have been easy." Taking Trowa's face in his hands Quatre proceeded to kiss his forehead, eyelids, nose and then his lips.

Trowa melted into the blondes kisses, feeling safe and secure. His heart was full with love and he was glad he had come to his senses when he did. "I hope that you realize your feelings before it's too late Heero." he whispered.

Quatre's keen hearing picked up on the words but he declined to respond instead he sent his own silent prayer to Allah that Heero would be able to find Duo and that both would somehow find it in themselves to admit to their mutual love. With a gentle sigh he reached down and snagged the blankets, pulling them over their exhausted bodies.

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