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Gundam Wing/AC › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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7
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Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I do not own the Show Gundam Wing or the characters. I am borrowing them only for entertainment purposes. I will not seek to gain financial profit from this story.
A/N: Thanks to those who showed their support so far! Chapter 6 will be coming sooner than expected!
Chapter 5
While Heero carried him to the other wing, Quatre waved farewell at Wufei somewhat remorsed. The Chinese boy glanced helplessly at the departing boys, before turning with a frown towards Duo.
‘I can do this’ “Maxwell don’t touch that”. Okay, he wasn’t sure if he could handle Maxwell for a long period of time. The braided boy resembled a curious child in a toy store, and at the moment he was getting too close to Quatre’s family heirlooms. ‘Too close for comfort’ thought Wufei as he approached the man-child to make sure Maxwell didn’t break anything else or get them kicked out for disturbing the peace.
Wufei definitely got the short end of the stick as he frowned at the braided boy. He was pretty sure Quatre and Heero just wanted an excuse to continue what took place in the car.
He blushed at the memory but then became affronted. His friendship with Quatre amounted to nothing next to ‘hockypockying’ his boyfriend. Did he leave Quatre alone with Heero during the last couple of years for too long? ‘Heero’s influence corrupting Quatre’s morals.’
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Once Heero carried Quatre inside their bedroom, he dropped the blonde on the bed and walked over to lock the doors. He was surprised when he was shoved from behind against the wall. The force caused him to knock his head against the wall, but Heero didn’t care much about that at the moment. He could feel Quatre’s strong hands holding his against the wall and Quatre’s knee between his legs. ‘I bet he’s blushing right now’ thought Heero smugly. But his grin faded quickly away as one of Quatre’s hands trailed from around Heero’s waist, lower and lower, till he felt a part of him jerk to the blonde’s soft touch.
Quatre was red. Blushing but determined to set a stand. He had been neglectful of his lover, and now Heero was getting too desperate and unpredictable. He had to reel Heero in and remind him who really was in charge. ‘But damn it, I can’t stop blushing!’
Heero’s head stung and his eyes were closed but he gave a flying fuck about his status and the need for all alert senses. He was grinning because after the torturous last couple of days, he was finally getting to spend some quality time with his love. Its been a month or so since Quatre had been arriving home utterly overwhelmed from work and usually exhausted to bed; Heero never had the heart to wake Quatre at night. Especially lately when he knew the blonde wasn’t sleeping well.
But Quatre was definitely wide awake now and grinning evily. “You humiliated me in front of my best friend” He said in a mock reprimanding tone. Heero felt a slap to the ass and groaned. “…my servants” another slap “and my guests,” Heero yelped. ‘That last one stung!’ “…Heero, you did it on purpose, all those times, didn’t you!”
Quatre was one of the few people Heero knew, that could pull off being aggressive while blushing. It was one of the many things he adored the Arabic blonde for, well that and his creative side. Quatre had many great ideas. “You promised me a nurse” said Heero a bit gruffly. And was bitten on the back of the neck as a response.
Quatre slipped an undone necktie from the desk and tied it around Heero’s hands together in the front. “I think you are forgetting yourself, love. You know better than to get a rise out of me,” Quatre’s breath was against his throat. Heero loved it when the blonde used that low, domineering voice with him.
For the first time in a while, Quatre was taking initiative; taking charge and possession of his body and Heero only wanted to submit. It reminded him of the first times they got together. Despite popular belief, in their relationship, it was Quatre who did the hunting, the seducing, and the teaching.
To think three years ago, Heero had been an ignorant virgin, who couldn’t comprehend the complexities or the purpose behind coupling. After a week of unwillingly being locked in the blonde’s bedroom, Heero realized he never wanted to come out from it. Like he found out with Frito Lays, once Quatre gave him a taste, he began to crave.
Even years later, Heero was hungrier for Quatre. It wasn’t fair that everyone else took over most of the blonde’s time. Heero didn’t demand much. He was very compliant for the most part, and he kept mostly to himself and his laptop. But he was very possessive of Quatre’s time spent with him. Today he was getting desperate. If Quatre had made him wait any longer, Heero doubted his sanity. He might have gone down and devoured the blonde in public.
Now he wondered if he would be the one devoured instead. Quatre pulled him away from the wall and instead forced him to lean on the desk. He was lucky Quatre kept most of his work on the study room. There was hardly anything on this desk, at least anything that couldn’t stand being pushed off by a rocking Heero.
“I believe you have forgotten your manners and lessons, Mr. Yuy. You may have to spend some time after school to make up for your disruptive behavior. I promise you I’m very patient, and I will be most dedicated to make sure you are….” He grasped Heero’s cock, and was pleased to hear Heero’s soft hiss. “… well tutored.’”
Heero moaned at Quatre’s handling. So now he must be the bad student and Quatre the strict professor. It wasn’t one of his favorite role-plays but Heero took them as serious as his missions. Not that it was hard work, or that He wasn’t entertained anyhow. It always seemed to be a guessing game in ‘Which kink is it anyway?’ Not that he could complain, this was one game he in which he never lost.
Heero arched his back craving for Quatre to be nestled against him. Quatre trailed warm kisses down Heero’s lean back, while slowly pealing Heero’s clothing. Once he got rid of Heero’s shirt and had managed to bring the pants down to his knees, Quatre lowered himself against Heero’s ear and mumbled between his nibbling of the other boy’s earlobe. “I can’t… resist …you when ….when you are so…compliant.”
Heero smirked. ‘Mission completed’.
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‘I didn’t know Wu-man could yell that loud’ thought Duo while checking his ears for permanent damage. ‘Maybe he’s afraid of heights or something.’ He threw the bag with his load of clothes on the side of the room as he closed the door and grinned. ‘It was funny when he tried to stop me from sliding on that huge silver tray and instead ended tripping and going with me for the ride.’ Duo snickered at the genuine look of fright on Wufei’s face. He’d never seen a grown man wrap himself around another so tight under record time.
Duo jumped over the mattress and laid on the king size bed of his room. His room… now that had a nice tone… He stretched himself as long as possible and felt tempted to purr like a kitten. He always wondered what it would feel like to have so much space. The only times he got to lay on any big beds (the biggest one was a full size) he often had to share them with others, or ‘work’ to stay on them. He never was a guest or the sole owner of a king size bed. Not even while he stayed at the Tatzukas.
At their place he had a full size bed to himself, but he rarely slept on it. He spent most of the time at night out of bed than in it. If there was only one thing Duo shared in common with the lord of the house it was that they both like to vary the locations of their sexual encounters: pool tables, desks, window sills, closets, counters, the nursery rooms. Duo even remembered a brief drunken encounter where Nakano initiated their fucking in his wife’s weight room bench-presser (because of the mirrors).
Speaking of work, he should call Snelling Personnel Services(1) and request a transfer from his last temporary job. They probably were still pissed at him now. He had known it was only a matter of time before they were aware of his extracurricular activities with his boss. He wouldn’t be surprise if they were currently checking the news hoping to hear about his dead body. Why call then?
Instead Duo picked up a cordless phone by the bed and dialed a familiar number.
“Hey B, what’s u---what do you mean where am I? Oh yeah, hee, sorry the playing field has been upgraded. I’m eating from silver spoons now. Yeah, I even get my own king size bed…Well, I’m not responsible, I was told on the spot by the man himself, without a warning… Nah Tro, with my employment status being shaky, I don’t want to lose the poker chips I just got…. No, I’m not trying to put my neck under the unemployment ax B; the agency volunteered me for the execution line, blame them...
I know its our duty but… that’s where I don’t see eye to eye with them. I can’t produce quality work if there are no raw materials to work with. I’m not gonna stop being who I am. I don’t lie, or produce lies, you know me better than that…Anyway, I was thinking it was about time for me to relocate…where? well, I heard from a little birdie that there may be a job opening in your department…
What! Wait! Well why didn’t you fill me in that you already started on this project…but why! No B, all I’m saying is I’m available, we can share. I’m sure this project is going to be a tough one. It already looks like you won’t find much input here either. Let me scout first...
…Huh, really? I knew he looked familiar, the wonders of networking” he said sarcastically. “…Ehh, so what if I’m an easy target, I still want to be productive. Right now, I’m… I’m just a sitting duck…Whatever man, anyway, what’s next?” After a pause he sighs in reluctance. “I see, they are that desperate?...Yeah, Hmmm. Well then I guess I’ll see you sooner than expected. Ciao bella...Whatever, bye!”
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A/N: Well that’s that. What did you guys think so far? I wanted to ask... do you guys think I'm focusing too much on the 1x4 part? Should I tone it down? I meant for this chapter to be when Wufei and Duo get to spend some time alone, and to have a different ending, but it was taking me a bit to develop the story line here, and I felt bad for Heero who's been waiting since Chapter 2.
I wanted to update soon anyway to keep up with the schedule. I hope you guys liked it still. And if its confusing, let me know! Oh yeah and next chapter we get to see 2x5 alone!
A/N: Thanks to those who showed their support so far! Chapter 6 will be coming sooner than expected!
Chapter 5
While Heero carried him to the other wing, Quatre waved farewell at Wufei somewhat remorsed. The Chinese boy glanced helplessly at the departing boys, before turning with a frown towards Duo.
‘I can do this’ “Maxwell don’t touch that”. Okay, he wasn’t sure if he could handle Maxwell for a long period of time. The braided boy resembled a curious child in a toy store, and at the moment he was getting too close to Quatre’s family heirlooms. ‘Too close for comfort’ thought Wufei as he approached the man-child to make sure Maxwell didn’t break anything else or get them kicked out for disturbing the peace.
Wufei definitely got the short end of the stick as he frowned at the braided boy. He was pretty sure Quatre and Heero just wanted an excuse to continue what took place in the car.
He blushed at the memory but then became affronted. His friendship with Quatre amounted to nothing next to ‘hockypockying’ his boyfriend. Did he leave Quatre alone with Heero during the last couple of years for too long? ‘Heero’s influence corrupting Quatre’s morals.’
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Once Heero carried Quatre inside their bedroom, he dropped the blonde on the bed and walked over to lock the doors. He was surprised when he was shoved from behind against the wall. The force caused him to knock his head against the wall, but Heero didn’t care much about that at the moment. He could feel Quatre’s strong hands holding his against the wall and Quatre’s knee between his legs. ‘I bet he’s blushing right now’ thought Heero smugly. But his grin faded quickly away as one of Quatre’s hands trailed from around Heero’s waist, lower and lower, till he felt a part of him jerk to the blonde’s soft touch.
Quatre was red. Blushing but determined to set a stand. He had been neglectful of his lover, and now Heero was getting too desperate and unpredictable. He had to reel Heero in and remind him who really was in charge. ‘But damn it, I can’t stop blushing!’
Heero’s head stung and his eyes were closed but he gave a flying fuck about his status and the need for all alert senses. He was grinning because after the torturous last couple of days, he was finally getting to spend some quality time with his love. Its been a month or so since Quatre had been arriving home utterly overwhelmed from work and usually exhausted to bed; Heero never had the heart to wake Quatre at night. Especially lately when he knew the blonde wasn’t sleeping well.
But Quatre was definitely wide awake now and grinning evily. “You humiliated me in front of my best friend” He said in a mock reprimanding tone. Heero felt a slap to the ass and groaned. “…my servants” another slap “and my guests,” Heero yelped. ‘That last one stung!’ “…Heero, you did it on purpose, all those times, didn’t you!”
Quatre was one of the few people Heero knew, that could pull off being aggressive while blushing. It was one of the many things he adored the Arabic blonde for, well that and his creative side. Quatre had many great ideas. “You promised me a nurse” said Heero a bit gruffly. And was bitten on the back of the neck as a response.
Quatre slipped an undone necktie from the desk and tied it around Heero’s hands together in the front. “I think you are forgetting yourself, love. You know better than to get a rise out of me,” Quatre’s breath was against his throat. Heero loved it when the blonde used that low, domineering voice with him.
For the first time in a while, Quatre was taking initiative; taking charge and possession of his body and Heero only wanted to submit. It reminded him of the first times they got together. Despite popular belief, in their relationship, it was Quatre who did the hunting, the seducing, and the teaching.
To think three years ago, Heero had been an ignorant virgin, who couldn’t comprehend the complexities or the purpose behind coupling. After a week of unwillingly being locked in the blonde’s bedroom, Heero realized he never wanted to come out from it. Like he found out with Frito Lays, once Quatre gave him a taste, he began to crave.
Even years later, Heero was hungrier for Quatre. It wasn’t fair that everyone else took over most of the blonde’s time. Heero didn’t demand much. He was very compliant for the most part, and he kept mostly to himself and his laptop. But he was very possessive of Quatre’s time spent with him. Today he was getting desperate. If Quatre had made him wait any longer, Heero doubted his sanity. He might have gone down and devoured the blonde in public.
Now he wondered if he would be the one devoured instead. Quatre pulled him away from the wall and instead forced him to lean on the desk. He was lucky Quatre kept most of his work on the study room. There was hardly anything on this desk, at least anything that couldn’t stand being pushed off by a rocking Heero.
“I believe you have forgotten your manners and lessons, Mr. Yuy. You may have to spend some time after school to make up for your disruptive behavior. I promise you I’m very patient, and I will be most dedicated to make sure you are….” He grasped Heero’s cock, and was pleased to hear Heero’s soft hiss. “… well tutored.’”
Heero moaned at Quatre’s handling. So now he must be the bad student and Quatre the strict professor. It wasn’t one of his favorite role-plays but Heero took them as serious as his missions. Not that it was hard work, or that He wasn’t entertained anyhow. It always seemed to be a guessing game in ‘Which kink is it anyway?’ Not that he could complain, this was one game he in which he never lost.
Heero arched his back craving for Quatre to be nestled against him. Quatre trailed warm kisses down Heero’s lean back, while slowly pealing Heero’s clothing. Once he got rid of Heero’s shirt and had managed to bring the pants down to his knees, Quatre lowered himself against Heero’s ear and mumbled between his nibbling of the other boy’s earlobe. “I can’t… resist …you when ….when you are so…compliant.”
Heero smirked. ‘Mission completed’.
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‘I didn’t know Wu-man could yell that loud’ thought Duo while checking his ears for permanent damage. ‘Maybe he’s afraid of heights or something.’ He threw the bag with his load of clothes on the side of the room as he closed the door and grinned. ‘It was funny when he tried to stop me from sliding on that huge silver tray and instead ended tripping and going with me for the ride.’ Duo snickered at the genuine look of fright on Wufei’s face. He’d never seen a grown man wrap himself around another so tight under record time.
Duo jumped over the mattress and laid on the king size bed of his room. His room… now that had a nice tone… He stretched himself as long as possible and felt tempted to purr like a kitten. He always wondered what it would feel like to have so much space. The only times he got to lay on any big beds (the biggest one was a full size) he often had to share them with others, or ‘work’ to stay on them. He never was a guest or the sole owner of a king size bed. Not even while he stayed at the Tatzukas.
At their place he had a full size bed to himself, but he rarely slept on it. He spent most of the time at night out of bed than in it. If there was only one thing Duo shared in common with the lord of the house it was that they both like to vary the locations of their sexual encounters: pool tables, desks, window sills, closets, counters, the nursery rooms. Duo even remembered a brief drunken encounter where Nakano initiated their fucking in his wife’s weight room bench-presser (because of the mirrors).
Speaking of work, he should call Snelling Personnel Services(1) and request a transfer from his last temporary job. They probably were still pissed at him now. He had known it was only a matter of time before they were aware of his extracurricular activities with his boss. He wouldn’t be surprise if they were currently checking the news hoping to hear about his dead body. Why call then?
Instead Duo picked up a cordless phone by the bed and dialed a familiar number.
“Hey B, what’s u---what do you mean where am I? Oh yeah, hee, sorry the playing field has been upgraded. I’m eating from silver spoons now. Yeah, I even get my own king size bed…Well, I’m not responsible, I was told on the spot by the man himself, without a warning… Nah Tro, with my employment status being shaky, I don’t want to lose the poker chips I just got…. No, I’m not trying to put my neck under the unemployment ax B; the agency volunteered me for the execution line, blame them...
I know its our duty but… that’s where I don’t see eye to eye with them. I can’t produce quality work if there are no raw materials to work with. I’m not gonna stop being who I am. I don’t lie, or produce lies, you know me better than that…Anyway, I was thinking it was about time for me to relocate…where? well, I heard from a little birdie that there may be a job opening in your department…
What! Wait! Well why didn’t you fill me in that you already started on this project…but why! No B, all I’m saying is I’m available, we can share. I’m sure this project is going to be a tough one. It already looks like you won’t find much input here either. Let me scout first...
…Huh, really? I knew he looked familiar, the wonders of networking” he said sarcastically. “…Ehh, so what if I’m an easy target, I still want to be productive. Right now, I’m… I’m just a sitting duck…Whatever man, anyway, what’s next?” After a pause he sighs in reluctance. “I see, they are that desperate?...Yeah, Hmmm. Well then I guess I’ll see you sooner than expected. Ciao bella...Whatever, bye!”
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A/N: Well that’s that. What did you guys think so far? I wanted to ask... do you guys think I'm focusing too much on the 1x4 part? Should I tone it down? I meant for this chapter to be when Wufei and Duo get to spend some time alone, and to have a different ending, but it was taking me a bit to develop the story line here, and I felt bad for Heero who's been waiting since Chapter 2.
I wanted to update soon anyway to keep up with the schedule. I hope you guys liked it still. And if its confusing, let me know! Oh yeah and next chapter we get to see 2x5 alone!