Edge of Seventeen

Edge of 17- part five

Contents: Shonen ai, AU, citrus, slight sap, slight angst, Duo POV, bad language (naughty Duo)
Pairings: 2x4/4+2
Notes: felt like going back to my other favorite pairing. Was thinking about doing another one similar to this one later that is a 1+4. There’s even a possibility that a part of this chapter is a tad RL. Not the situation exactly, but the way I am. ^__^
The title to this ficcie is a Stevie Nicks song. The lyrics to the song will be presented at the end of this fanfic.
Disclaimer: I don’t own GW or any of its characters. This is for entertainment purposes only. So please don’t sue. Thank you. ^_^
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No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get comfortable. I don’t know what it is; it just didn’t make sense. I was able to sleep just fine last night. Maybe it was stress, or maybe it’s my sore back, or maybe it’s the fact that I have finally came to terms with myself and I don’t know what to do about it.

I sighed heavily, again. This would be the sixth or seventh time I’ve sighed like this, and I hope I’m not disturbing Quatre too badly by tossing and turning so much. As soon as I thought that I have gotten comfortable, Quatre’s body came in contact with mine. My back rubbed lightly across Quatre’s back. I held my breath.

I could hear it. My heartbeat was pounding in my ears and my groin. I shut my eyes tighter, hoping sleep would come soon so I could stop thinking. I don’t know why I wanted to stop thinking…I was enjoying my thoughts immensely.

I heard Quatre sigh, and then he moved onto his back. I looked over my shoulder and watched as a tendril of hair shifted over one of his eyes and another softly brushed the tip of his nose. He was quietly exhaling out of his parted lips, his eyes were moving rapidly under his eyelids.

He’s asleep, so he wouldn’t know if I gave him a small gift, ne? Something I should have given him before we fell asleep, it won’t hurt anything, right? I turned to face him, propping myself on one elbow and then looked down at him. He has no idea what he’s doing to me. He did me a favor; actually, he helped me figure myself out. I was pretty damn sure I was straight…until I met you, dearest Quatre.

I brushed the little strand of hair out of the way, leaned down and stopped a couple inches from his face. I blushed uncontrollably. I’m beginning to have second thoughts. I touched the side of his face with the back of my hand. He stirred a bit, and then his eyes cracked open slightly. They closed again, as if he thought it was just a dream, and then they opened halfway. Groggily he gasped, and then blinked again.

“D-Duo?”

Panicking, I pressed my lips to his and sucked gently. I put my thumb on his chin and pulled his bottom lip down a little. He maneuvered his lips with mine, and then he let me slip my tongue into his mouth. I wonder if he thinks that this is all a dream?

I slid my other hand down his side and then I started to toy with the edge of his pajama bottoms. He gasped in my mouth as my palm ran down his hips and then started to slip farther down to his thighs. Reluctantly, I released the kiss and quickly began to trail kisses down his neck.

“Wait, Duo…I don’t understand,” he panted. By then, I had already had my leg over the other side of him so I was straddling him. I didn’t answer him right away. I was too afraid of my own voice right now. Now I just wanted action, and I wanted more real soon; my boxers were beginning to chafe. “Duo?” he tried again. I guess I had no other choice but to answer him. I didn’t want to talk, though. I wanted my hands and mouth to do all the talking for me.

“Yes, Quatre?” I breathe in his ear. I felt him shiver.

“Why are you doing this? I thought you were straight.”

“So did I.” I mumbled against his skin.

“Duo…we can get into some serious trouble…”

“We’re almost 18, Quat. I’m sure a few months isn’t gonna make much difference.”

“It will to my parents!” he huffed.

“Relax. They’ll never find out.” I continue to kiss down his neck and sternum, “For all they know, we did something last night but we were very quiet.”

“Please, Duo…I’m afraid they’ll find out.”

“They’ll find out in a few months anyway, Quatre, so what does it matter?”

“Duo…” Quatre moaned. That moan undid me, and my boxers felt like they were going to rip. “Please don’t force me. I’m too scared.”

I got up on my hands and knees and stared down at his teary eyes. Great! The first thing I thought felt was right turned out to be totally wrong. I shut my eyes tightly, wishing for the look on Quatre’s face to disappear.

“Oh, god, I’m so sorry, Quatre. I just thought that you would like some…oh…never mind.” I go back to my side of the bed and curl up in a fetal position. I felt like shit.

“Duo?” his hand lightly touched my shoulder, “Are you ok?”

“I think so…” I sniffled. “I’m sorry I did that, Quat. I’m just confused and I wanted to figure myself out. I thought maybe…maybe a little making out would help me figure things out that’s in my head, and maybe I’d be making you happy and…”

“You wanted to make me happy?” he said almost above a whisper.

I nodded my head and then curled up in my ball tighter. I will not let the tears come…I will not let the tears come…

“That was my first kiss.” He whispered in my ear.

“Oh yeah?” I said, imitating the tone of his quiet voice.

“Yeah.” He whispered, and then I heard him chuckle, “You know, it really wasn’t that bad. Thank you.”

I smiled into the pillow, “You’re welcome.”

There was some silence for a while. I’m not sure if it was awkward silence or not, but it was there. It felt like the whole world was bowing their heads in silence, in honor of saying goodbye to my straight record. My first boyfriend…or is he?

“Duo?” I suddenly heard him say, making me jump a bit.

“Yeah?” I ask.

“I really liked it. I wish that we could keep going.”

“We could,” I said without thinking. “But…” I try correcting myself, “it’s only if you want to, you know. I could do some things to you that will feel good, yet not let out any suspicion. Would you like to know?”

There was some silence for a few seconds, and within those seconds, I thought I said something wrong again. I sighed in defeat.

“Sure, Duo. What do you want to do?”

My heart skipped a beat. I turned back around to face him and I smiled, “Well, first I need to tell you that I’m actually bisexual. I’ve known this for…oh, about three years now, but I always liked girls better. Because of that, I never really even thought about guys too much. I guess it’s because good looking guys in our school is a rarity or something, either that or I’m just picky.”

“Well, I need to tell you something too then, Duo.” Quatre scooted over closer to me, and then he put a hand on my arm, “Ever since I first saw you when I arrived at your school, I’ve always had a crush on you.” he looked away, blushing. “So, I’ve always admired you from a distance. I saw how you would flirt with the girls, mainly the cheerleaders of the basketball team, and I kept wishing that somehow you were just doing that for show or something…” he cleared his throat. “So, anyways…what did you think of me when you first saw me?”

Oh sure, now he has to put the spotlight on me! I chuckled nervously, “Well, actually I really wasn’t sure what I thought about you sexually. But I noticed your cuteness and thought to myself, ‘Great! Just what I need! Some competition!’ But I had no idea that you were gay until those bullies said something.”

“I guessed that you didn’t know, otherwise you wouldn’t have came over to ask me if I was alright…”

“Actually, you’re wrong, Quat.” I correct him, “I still would have came over and asked you what was wrong. That’s just the kind of person I am. I have always been kind and open-minded. That’s what I thought about myself at the time anyway. I never really thought that I was actually bisexual.” I laugh nervously, “I know that doesn’t make any sense. I’m sorry.”

“No, that’s ok. I understand it just fine.” He rested his head on my chest, “So then, do you want to be with me? You don’t have to if you don’t want to. I’ll understand if it’s because you don’t want to get teased…”

“Don’t worry about me, Quat.” I put an arm around his waist and pull him closer, “I can take whatever anyone is willing to dish out.” He snuggled closer into the crook of my neck and sighed. “And if anyone tries to hurt you again, I’ll beat the living snot out of them.”

“What if you’re outnumbered?” he looked up at me with concern.

“Uh…then I’d…uh…” I clear my throat, and then wrap my arms tighter around him, “Don’t worry about that right now. Let’s just get some sleep.”

“I don’t want to sleep right now,” he inched closer to my face, blushing slightly, “I want to continue with what we started.”

“You really want to?” I ask, feeling a bit worried.

“As long as we’re quiet, ne?” he smiled. I lay back down on my back, pulling him up over me. He closed the small space in between us with a fevered kiss and gentle touches. I open up to him and begin to explore his mouth while he explored mine.

My light feather touches trailed down his thighs again, and then I slowly slid the silky material down, hooking them around his ankles. It surprised me that he didn’t wear any underwear. He blushed furiously.

“I think I want control.” I whispered. I don’t know why I wanted to, but just looking at him this way…naked, and totally exposed like this…made me want to make him scream out my name.

“Go ahead and take it.” Quatre puffed, clinging onto me; waiting for me to flip him over. I sit up half way to take his silky bottoms off all the way and then toss them onto the floor. With his erection pressed up against my stomach, I grab a hold of him and take him with me as we turn over. He hooked his ankles around my back and then slid down beneath me more snuggly; propping his arms up over his head. He closed his eyes, a bright hue of pink shone across the bridge of his nose. In this moonlit room, I could just barely see the lustful look on his innocent face.

“I wanna take you all the way, sweet thing.” I grinned. “But I also want to save that for the right time. What do you think?” I lean down and begin to kiss his chest, working my way down his stomach. He arched up from my torturous light touches.

“Do what you want.” He panted. “I can’t take anymore of this teasing.”

“Neither can I.” I rubbed my clothed arousal against his bare cock, sending shocked sensations throughout our bodies. His head snapped back, trying to cry out as quiet as possible. I attacked his throat, nipping and sucking over a pulsing vein. I can feel him spreading his legs further.

“Duo…” He hissed. I bent my head down and latched onto an already hard nipple. He combs through my hair with his fingers; holding my head there, letting me suckle and lick. His hips began to buck wildly underneath me, wishing for some kind of contact. “Please, Duo…”

I bring my hand down between us and begin to stroke his length, knuckles rubbing against my own manhood. Quatre forgets to stifle a cry, so I try muffling him a bit and cover his mouth with my own. I can feel the heat rising from his cheeks, and his eager little hips begin to thrust upward more rapidly. I release his lips.

“Settle down,” I murmur, “you don’t want this over already, do you?” All I receive for an answer is a shake of his head. I use both hands and pin his hips to the bed. “Slow down, Quat.” I give him light kisses.

“We shouldn’t be doing this…my parents will kill me if they found out, but I want you so bad.” He almost didn’t whisper.

“I want you too.” I kiss the bridge of his nose. “But if you want to do it, we must go slow and silent.” I must have sounded like some kind of poet to him, cause he started blushing more and he sighed deeply like that was the sweetest thing he’s heard me say.

To my surprise, Quatre moved his legs from around my waist and spread them as far apart as he could. With a slight tint of red in his face, he smiled at me and said,

“Take me. I’m yours.”

~TBC~