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“Hey boys,” Amanda called cheerfully as she sat at the table and lit a cigarette. “Y'all have a good weekend?”
Duo grinned. “You have no idea.” He yelped as he was kicked. “What was that for?”
Wufei glanced up from the paper he was reading. “Just a warning.”
Amanda looked from one to the other. “Did y'all finally hook up?”
Duo hummed softly and cut his eyes to the Chinese man. “Did we hook up, Fei?”
He sighed and stood, folding his paper and tucking it under his arm. “What we do away from the mill is no one else's business.” He turned and tossed over his shoulder, “We most definitely did not.”
Amanda didn't miss the small flash of hurt that crossed Duo's face before he covered it. “You do realize that he might consider it if he knew you were serious.”
He raised a shoulder. “I don't know. Not after what Milliardo did.”
She tilted her head to the side. “What exactly happened? He missed... what? A week of work?”
He nodded, violet eyes narrowing. “They tended to fight.” He gave her a pointed look. “Kinda like he and I do. He doesn't see the difference, though. Their fights were 'fights', ours are just bickering.”
He rubbed the back of his neck. “One night Milliardo was well passed drunk... well, Fei was, too, but he's a,” he thought better of his choice of words, “very happy drunk. Mill took a joke between friends too seriously and actually hit him.
“Fei's a strong guy, but, as I said, he was drunk and Milliardo's bigger than me. It took three of us to pull him off him. He was bruised pretty badly and had a dislocated shoulder.”
Amanda shook her head, stunned. “I can't believe it.”
“Yeah. Shocked the hell out of all of us. He apologized the next day but the damage was done. Fei's not about to stick around with someone who's hit him.”
“So, since he sees the way you two react to each other in the same way as he was with that other guy, he won't give you a chance?”
He nodded. “Pretty much. But he had trust issues to begin with.”
The buzzer sounded and Duo punched his card and took his place on the third saw. Wufei would kill him if he knew he'd told her that, but Amanda wouldn't say anything.
His mind drifted over the past weekend. Wufei had come alive in a way Duo had never seen, but he wasn't sure if it had more to due with Heero, him, or the entire situation. Heero was strength and passion wrapped in a steady, calm personality. If Duo was honest, Heero was probably exactly what Wufei needed.
He pursed his lips. He wouldn't give Wufei up to anyone if he could help it. Besides, he was very much attracted to Heero and could see himself pursuing something there if Wufei was interested.
“Hey fag!”
He started and jerked his hands back as he accidentally depressed the button that raised the saw. He looked to the smirking woman in front of him. “Didn't you get fired?”
She sneered. “Obviously not.”
He was so not in the mood to put up with this bitch. “Well, if you want to keep it that way, turn around, do your job, and keep your snide-ass comments to yourself.”
She rolled her eyes but turned around. A hand fell on Duo's shoulder and he looked to Wufei.
“What was that about?”
He shrugged. “Hell if I know.”
Wufei nodded. “Bill has some bats he needs cut down. You want to do it or do you want me to?”
“Doesn't matter to me.”
Wufei knew Duo preferred working the belt as opposed to cutting bats, but he was quicker on the bats than Wufei was. “We need eight hundred number one's, all white, by Wednesday.”
“How many we got?”
“About three hundred.”
He scrunched his nose. “I'll do it.”
“Thanks.”
He grinned. “If I get it all done by then, what'll you give me?”
He rolled his eyes. “Your paycheck.”
He pouted. “But you'll give me that, anyway.”
“Get going.”
“Yes, sir.” He pulled off the knee pad and set it on top of the saw. As he stepped out into the sun, he pulled off his gloves and rubbed the back of his neck.
“Maxwell!”
He jogged into the other building and tipped his glasses to the top of his head. Bill smiled and handed him a piece of paper. “New measurements. I'll keep you stocked with material so you don't have to worry about it. I can't stress how bad we need these done.”
He quirked an eyebrow. “Come on, boss, it's me. I'll have them ready by lunch tomorrow.”
Bill smirked. “You do that and I'll buy you lunch.”
He grinned. “Whatever I want?”
“Yep.”
“You got it.”
He set to examining and cutting back the dowels into smaller pieces, mind traveling back to the situation with Wufei and Heero, especially the knowledge that Heero had been in a three-way relationship. He couldn't help but wonder if that wasn't the answer to his situation with Wufei. He would gladly share the Chinese man if it meant he could be with him as more than a fuck buddy. And Heero was undeniably sexy... Yeah, he could definitely fall for him.
So basically, all he had to do was get Heero to see them exclusively and convince Wufei it could be a good thing. He snorted. Sure. That's ALL.
He leaned down to get a better look at the faded line marking the 35” mark. A shove came from behind and the table slid forward. Burning heat hit his palm and he jumped back.
“Shit!”
He spun, pulling his bleeding palm to his chest. Marissa was scowling at him. “You dumb ass bitch! What the fuck is your problem?”
“What the hell happened?” Several workers came running from shipping at the shout as Bill and Wufei came from the direction of the mill.
“You and your boyfriend got me fired!”
Duo gaped and Wufei, seeing the blood dripping from his hand, grabbed his elbow and pulled him to the bathroom. He held it over the sink and tore what was left of the glove off.
Duo grimaced. “Holy shit, that hurts.”
“I'm sorry,” Wufei said in a tight voice as he put the hand under the running water. “She threw a tantrum when Bill told her she was off the saw and threw a block at him.” He grabbed several paper towels. “What happened?”
“Shoved me into the saw.”
The skin around his lips turned white with how tightly he was pressing them together. “We need to get you to the hospital.”
“Will this fall under workman's comp or do I gotta sue her to get covered?”
Wufei looked up and finally met his eyes. “Don't worry about that.” He kept his hand tight around Duo's and the braided man's brows drew together.
“Fei?”
He cursed under his breath and kissed Duo quickly. “Come on.” He supported Duo, even though it didn't seem he needed it too much, as they moved out to the dock and found the police talking with Bill and Marissa. They looked to the towel quickly turning red in Duo's palm.
“Will you be pressing charges?”
He looked to the woman, taking sick pleasure in the fear in her eyes. “Yes.”
“Get him to the hospital, Chang.”
He nodded and pulled Duo to his car. The drive was made in silence as Duo was busy trying to keep pressure on his aching hand while Wufei silently fumed. He knew the woman was volatile, but he never thought she would go so far as to push someone into a saw.
He pulled into the ER and jumped out, opening the door for Duo. He helped him out of the car and into the building. “Need some help here.”
“What happened?” a nurse asked as she and several others ran toward them.
“Pushed into a saw at work.”
Several hours later, they were leaving with the good news that there was no serious damage, but it would be at least two weeks before he could use the hand again. He stared down at the bandages on his hand.
“Damn it. There goes my steak.”
Wufei looked to him in utter confusion. “What?”
“Bill said if I got the order done by noon tomorrow he'd treat me to lunch, whatever I wanted.”
Wufei shook his head. “How about we get showers and I'll take you out.”
He raised an eyebrow. “Why, Wufei. Are you asking me on a date?”
He flushed. “No. I'm asking a friend to dinner.”
Duo sighed and looked out the window. “It isn't the same, you know.”
“What isn't?”
“I'm not Milliardo.”
His hands clenched the steering wheel tightly. “Do you want dinner or not?”
“Yeah.”
******
Heero loosened his tie as he stepped into his suite and kicked his shoes off. It had been a long week and he'd had difficulty keeping his mind off the two men he'd spent the previous weekend with. He moved into the kitchenette and poured himself a glass of wine.
They were the perfect dynamic he was looking for, he mused as he sat on the love seat. Wufei's fire and passion wrapped in a wanton body that begged for whatever was given. Duo was commanding and delivered all his sultry smirk and sexy eyes promised.
Yes, they were more than able partners. All that remained was for him to find out if they'd be willing to pursue a relationship of the nature he wanted. No phone numbers had been exchanged, a regrettable oversight on his part.
His phone rang, pulling him from his thoughts and he reached over the arm of the seat to grab it. “Yuy.”
“Hey, love.”
His face darkened and good mood dropped. “What do you want?”
“Aw, don't be that way, baby. We miss you.”
He snorted. “That's not my problem, Eric.”
“You know you miss us.”
“Not really.”
Eric sighed. “No one can satisfy you like we can.”
He smirked as he recalled the feel of Wufei beneath him and Duo inside him. “I wouldn't go that far.” He twirled the stem of his glass between his fingers. “You and Matt made your choices, Eric. Do you honestly think I'd ever trust either of you again?”
“It was a lapse in judgment.”
He drained his wine. “Forgetting to lock the car is a lapse in judgment. Putting off a bill to party is a lapse in judgment.” He got to his feet, pacing as anger grew. “Not paying a speeding ticket is a lapse in judgment.”
He returned to the wine bottle and took a swig. “Stealing from me and selling off family heirlooms to support your addiction is NOT a lapse in judgment!”
“I told you I was sorry.”
He ground his teeth. “Fuck you and the damn bitch you crawled out of.” He slammed the phone down. He took a calming breath and returned the wine to the kitchen. A night out was what he needed.
And so, forty-five minutes later, he found himself in his favorite club, sitting at his usual seat at the bar. He watched for the pair he prayed would return, but he didn't hold out too much hope. They weren't regulars. He ground his teeth, really wishing he'd gotten their numbers.
The new bartender asked what he'd like and he sighed. She was all right, he supposed, but the regular bartender never had to ask. When Heero sat down, a Jack and Coke was set before him along with a pleasant smile and a tip of a head.
He heard a squeal and whispered murmurs of 'Is that who I think it is?' from the table near the bar and followed the fan girls' gaze to the door. To his surprise, there was the normal bartender, but he was pretty sure the girls' giddiness was over the person with him.
Large blue eyes were given a smoky eye with chocolate shadows and full lips shimmered with a sweet smile as he greeted the people he passed. His hair was tousled and a long earring reached his shoulder in a teardrop while a stud adorned his left ear.
He wore white hip-huggers that flared at his ankles and a pale blue shirt stopped several inches above his waist, exposing his navel ring. He was far too pretty for Heero's taste, but that didn't mean he couldn't appreciate the view. The blond looked to him and grinned. He moved through the crowd and leaned his elbows to the bar.
“Hi, Heero.”
He tipped his head. He'd met the blond once through their respective fathers. “Quatre. I didn't think you frequented places like this.”
“I don't normally.” He tilted his head to the side. “How committed are you to spending your evening here?”
He raised an eyebrow. “Excuse me?”
“I'm having a party this evening and I believe we have some mutual acquaintances who are going to be there.”
He frowned. While both were wealthy and gay, they hardly ran in the same circles. Heero went to regular clubs because he didn't like the snobbish attitude of most of the higher class, of course, he had lived in complete trash until he was seven.
“Who?”
He leaned closer. “An exotic Chinese dragon and a dominating Adonis.”
Heero downed his drink and paid his tab. Quatre clapped his hands in delight and led him out to the limo. Heero accepted the wine Quatre offered and sat across from the couple.
“So Heero, what's your story?”
He shrugged. “You know most of it, I'm sure. I was adopted and my Dad pretty much put the world at my fingertips.”
Quatre tilted his head to the side. “That's common knowledge. What about your personal life?”
He sipped his wine. “Are you worried I'm out to hurt your friends?”
“Are you?”
He smiled. “I was in a three-way relationship for six years. I have a bit more... desires than most. It's difficult to find others who would be comfortable in relationships like that. I'm not out to hurt anyone. I'm hoping to find two men willing to put in what it takes.”
Quatre nodded, liking the answer. “May I ask what ended your previous relationship?”
He dropped his gaze to his glass. “Matt got caught up in drugs. When I found out I tried to get him help. He went to rehab.” He shook his head and raked a hand through his hair. “I stupidly believed he'd changed. Three months later, he had Eric using with him... in my home.”
He sighed and looked to the couple. “They hocked my grandmother's engagement ring to buy them.”
Quatre reached out and squeezed his knee. “Sorry, hon.”
He shrugged. “It was my own fault.”
Trowa shook his head. “It's natural to want to trust the people we love.”
They pulled up outside of their apartment and Heero followed them to the elevator. Quatre pressed the button for the roof and Heero raised an eyebrow.
“How many people will be here?”
“Oh, there was around fifty or so when we left to get you.”
He scratched his neck. “Did they ask you to?”
The blond smiled. “No, they think we snuck to our apartment for a quickie.”
Trowa snorted. “We did.” He held out a key to Heero. “Duo and Wufei know which apartment is ours. Feel free to use the spare room if the mood strikes.” He winked. “It's already stocked if you need lubrication.”
Heero pocketed the key as the doors opened and music invaded his hearing. He moved through the crowd, searching for the pair he'd been dreaming about all week. He found them in a corner and frowned as he saw the bandages on Duo's hand.
They looked up as he neared, Duo with a bright grin and Wufei's eyes taking a shy downward cast. He sat next to them. “What happened to your hand?”
“A mishap at work.”
Wufei made a noise in the back of his throat but otherwise didn't comment. Heero looked from one to the other. “I hope I'm not intruding.”
Wufei chewed his lip a moment. As odd as the whole situation was, as soon as he saw the man near, he felt heat travel up his spine. “Not at all.” He cut his eyes to Duo. “Right?”
He nodded and looked to Heero. “I do have a question for you, though.”
“Go ahead.”
“What are you wanting from us?”
He braced his elbows on his knees. “I'm not into casual sex. I'm looking for a relationship, not just a fuck. I'd like to get to know the two of you better.”
Duo leaned forward, lips barely an inch from Heero's. “Then what say we go get to know each other better right now? I've been fantasizing about that tight ass of yours all week.”
Heero allowed his eyes to slip closed and flicked his tongue out to lick at the full lips. “Left hand not enough for you?”
Duo growled and smashed his lips to Heero's in an almost brutal kiss. All his frustration from the earlier phone call completely melted away. He pulled from Duo and looked to Wufei who was watching the two hungrily. “What do you say?”
He stood, downed his drink, not rum this time, and held out a hand to each of them. “Where are we going?”
“I've got a key to Quatre's.”
The three managed to maintain a certain level of control as they went down to the lower floor, but as soon as they were in the blond's apartment, lips and hands were caressing and massaging. Duo pushed the two into the spare room and undressed them as they kissed, not an easy feat considering he only had one hand.
He stood back and watched the pair for a moment, sure he was the luckiest son of a bitch on the whole damn planet. He groaned softly as their tongues warred before their lips pressed back together. At the sound, two sets of heated eyes fell on him. Heero moved to his left side while Wufei pressed to his right. Lips laved at his neck and hands tore at his clothes.
Wufei pushed him to the bed and took his lips in a searing kiss, exploring the cavern of his mouth as if it was new territory he had to claim. He trailed his lips down Duo's jawline and nuzzled the spot just under his ear that sent jolts of pleasure shooting down his spine.
“I do care for you, Duo,” he whispered. He raised up and looked into darkened violet eyes. “It never was just sex.”
He reached up and pulled the tie from Wufei's hair, allowing it to fall about his shoulders. “And Heero?”
Wufei looked to the man standing at the side of the bed. His lips quirked on one corner. “Can we keep him?”
Heero laughed and searched through the nightstand drawer for the lube. He found it and crawled on the bed, kneeling beside the pair. “I think we can arrange something.”
He kissed Wufei while pouring lube onto his fingers. He pulled back and ran his fingertips over the puckered entrance. “Stay where you are,” he ordered.
Wufei nodded and spread his legs a little, bracing on his hands on either side of Duo's shoulders. The braided man looked down, watching between Wufei's legs as Heero's fingers slid in and out of him. Both were enraptured, watching as Wufei began rocking onto the digits inside him. Obsidian eyes slid closed and his head tilted back, a soft gasp drifting through his parted lips.
Heero held up the lube and Duo flipped the cap for him before taking the tube and pouring a generous amount into the other man's palm. Heero folded the slicked fingers around Duo's length and watched violet eyes roll slightly. He turned his gaze to his hands, taking great pleasure in pulling the gasping moans from the both of them.
“Heero... if you keep that up... we're gonna be done 'fore we get started.”
He reluctantly agreed and pulled his hands away, guiding Wufei to Duo's length. He pumped himself to relieve some of the tension as Wufei slowly sank on the hard erection. When the Chinese man was fully seated, he paused and looked to Heero with a curious tweak of his eyebrow.
Heero leaned down and kissed Duo hotly, reminding himself of just how talented that mouth was. He raised up and straddled Duo's head, dangling his almost painful erection a few inches from his mouth. “Is this what you want?”
He licked his lips. “Oh yeah.”
Heero spread his knees, lowering his hips until Duo could reach him. He sucked in a breath as Duo immediately began swirling his tongue around the tip, teasing the slit and suckling around the head before sliding his tongue up and down the length.
Wufei licked his lips as he began rising and falling on the length inside him. The look of pure ecstasy on Heero's face as Duo began sucking him was almost enough to make Wufei cum right then. He'd been on the receiving end of Duo's blow jobs many times and they tended to make brain function cease for a while.
He leaned forward and captured Heero's lips, muffling the moan that escaped Heero's throat as Duo worked two fingers into him. Heero pulled from Wufei's lips and suckled at his neck before leaning down and taking the Chinese man's length into his mouth.
Wufei's back arched as the wet heat surrounded him. He stilled and Duo pulled from Heero's length for a moment, groaning as he saw the attention Heero's tongue was paying to the Chinese man's hard cock. Duo raised his legs to plant his feet on the mattress.
“Stay still, Fei.”
Heero shivered as the hot breath washed over his erection. Wufei gasped as Duo pistoned his hips upwards while Heero tended to his length, a strong grip on his hips to help him not move.
Duo returned to teasing Heero's erection and working his fingers in and out of him. Heero hummed in appreciation which in turned caused Wufei to shudder and moan. He flexed his muscles and Duo groaned heavily around the length in his mouth. Fingers teased at his entrance, massaging the tight ring but never slipping in.
Deciding the round was nearing its completion, Duo relaxed his throat and took Heero in to the base, swallowing around the thick erection. Heero's back arched and his hands clenched even tighter on Wufei's hips as he came. He fairly screamed as the braided man continued to milk every ounce of his cum from him.
Wufei watched through half-lidded eyes. Heero had to have been the sexiest thing he'd ever seen. The man pulled out of Duo's mouth and sprawled to his side on the bed, trying to catch his breath after the force of his orgasm.
Wufei flexed his muscles again, grinding his hips against Duo. “Come on, Duo. I want to feel you cum inside me.”
He reached down and took Duo's nipples between his fingers, twisting them. Duo threw his head back into the mattress, a groan ripped from him as he released inside of Wufei.
Onyx eyes slipped closed and he tilted his head back as stream after stream of cum coated his insides, slicking the passage even further. Heero raised up to his elbows and leaned over Wufei's lap, taking his erection into his mouth again.
Wufei tangled his hands in messy chocolate brown hair, encouraging mewls escaping him. Duo opened his eyes, watching as Heero worked at Wufei's length. He sat up as best as he could and pulled Wufei forward to kiss him. Wufei moaned as he tasted Heero's release on Duo's tongue and couldn't hold off his orgasm any longer.
His hips rocked forward of their own accord as he filled Heero's mouth with his release. Duo moaned as the passage spasmed around his over sensitized length. Heero pulled away, licking his lips.
Wufei slid off of Duo's now soft length with a slight grimace at the loss of fullness and curled to Duo's side. He closed his eyes.
“Tired already, Fei?”
“Just a breather.”
Duo smiled and looked to Heero, holding his arm out. Heero returned the smile and curled to his other side, tucking his head under the braided man's chin. Duo sighed happily. “Oh yeah. I could get used to this.”
TBC…
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