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Twisted Matchmaking	By : SerenityRayne Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3466 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and anything related does not belong to me and I make no money from this story.

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A/N: I think I may be having too much fun with this. LOL! Oh well!

Pairings: 3x5, 1x3

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: MalexMale (if you couldn’t tell); likely OOC characters; unbetaed; and sadistic Heero

Chapter 4

There was no possible way he was planning on passing up this challenge. Emerald eyes watched hungrily as the fiery dragon of their little team ran through his kata’s in the Dojo of Quatre’s estate where they had all been staying for a couple of weeks. In fact the room was just a few doors down from where Trowa fondly remembered pounding Quatre into the pool steps.

But now wasn’t the time to be thinking about that. Trowa shook his head slightly to ward off those thoughts before turning back to watch the smooth, graceful movements and the ripple of muscle beneath that beautifully bronzed flesh. This would be interesting. A challenge he would definitely enjoy. After all, getting the proud and strong dragon to take it in the ass was bound to be a bit difficult.

Trowa smirked, glancing at the clock along the wall. And Heero was supposed to be back from his mission soon. If he did this right maybe he could even have the Japanese too. Or he would at least be able to judge whether or not the strong, stoic pilot was even interested in joining in. Watching as Wufei began his cool down stretches Trowa smirked and made his way silently into the room, sticking to the shadows as he moved around the other teen. It was time to play.

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Wufei sighed as he went through his cool down stretches. It had been two days since he had spent the night with his two fellow pilots. Both had left on a joint mission together and Wufei found that he was missing the two. He had certainly made sure they had all had a good time again before the pair left. Wufei smirked as he remembered the cries he had managed to wrench from the pair. Oh he most definitely missed them. Standing up with a sigh and a stretch Wufei turned to go to his room to change but froze as he caught something in one of the mirrors on the far wall out of the corner of his eyes.

Long, strong arms wrapped around him from behind, trapping his arms to his side and Wufei began to struggle. Deep, and rather darkly amused chuckling from behind him caused his struggles to increase. He recognized that voice, and he also recognized what was currently pressing rather firmly at his smaller back.

“Let go of me Barton!”

Trowa chuckled again as he tightened his hold on the other, smaller pilot. Most of the pilots were smaller than him come to think of it….but now wasn’t the time for that. Leaning down Trowa rested his chin on the others shoulder, content to allow the other to struggle for now. Physically he was stronger so there wasn’t much the other could do to get lose that he wouldn’t be able to handle. And there was also the fact that the struggling of the other was stimulating his half hard cock rather nicely.

“Are you sure that’s what you want me to do Wufei?”

Wufei blushed as he felt the other push his hips forward, grinding softly against him. He had an idea of what the other wanted, but he wasn’t about to give in; no matter how much he wanted that mind blowing pleasure he had experienced with Duo and Quatre the other night. Not without a fight anyway.

“Y..Yes!”

Trowa smirked as he rolled one of the others exposed nipples around, more than happy that the other had been practicing shirtless, it made everything so much easier.

“But I’m sure we can get rid of some of this…tension.”

Wufei’s blush darkened and his back stiffened as he felt the acrobat’s other hand move down to cup his cock through his loose white pants. Dammit he knew the other wanted sex and he really wouldn’t mind that…but something was telling him it was more than that.

“…What….do you want?”

Trowa chuckled, amused at how easy it had been to make their strong dragon stutter. But he was also amused that it seemed that both of the other pilots he had been with so far had some kind of predator/prey instinct that activated around him…it was amusing to say the least. …Maybe he would have a bit more fun with that.

“Spar with me.”

Wufei blinked, confused as those strong arms abruptly released him and the presence at his back disappeared, just as quickly. Turning to look over his shoulder the Chinese teen held back a gasp as best he could as he watched the others toned muscles ripple over his back as the taller teen pulled his turtle neck over his head. Licking his lips Wufei tried to pull his attention away from that well defined torso. It was horribly distracting however. While Duo and Quatre were rather deceptively slender, Heero and Trowa were much more…built seemed to be the closest word he could come up with.

Trowa glanced over his shoulder, amused as he caught where their dragons gaze was located.

“Coming?”

He saw the dragon blush; obviously having caught the double meaning as he had intended, furthering his belief that the other was well aware of his intentions…well most of them anyway. But something else had caught his eyes; just over the black haired pilots shoulder. Looking closer as the other got into a fighting stance Trowa smirked, letting his lust and intentions flow into his eyes. Let the fun really begin. Turning all of his attention back to his opponent Trowa made doubly sure his intentions were out of his eyes as he met black.

“Let’s begin then.”

Something wasn’t right. Those eyes were too…calm for what the other had been doing to him and suggesting moments before. What had changed? Had anything? Shoving those thoughts aside Wufei focused all of his attention on the fight before him. Something told him he had to win…and he would.

The fight began soon after; started by some silent signal only the two fighters could apparently hear.

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When he had entered the house to silence he had been slightly wary but not too much. After all his housemates were to be the Heavyarms and Shenlong pilots; both were quiet and kept mostly to themselves unlike; the cheerful and talkative Deathscythe and Sandrock pilots. But there seemed to be something…in the air almost; other than the over bearing heat he had been dealing with for a few days now.

Attention caught he crept quietly through the house until he came across the Dojo. And what an interesting scene he came upon. Wufei, blushing an interesting shade of red as Trowa teased him from behind, appearing to be darkly amused and rather like a lion toying with it’s prey. But that’s what Wufei was in a way wasn’t it? It sure seemed some part of Wufei thought so. Looking at those dark eyes he could see the instinct there; and instinct that took over as the other agreed to the fight that the clown had obviously proposed.

And he definitely agreed with the thoughts rather obviously displayed on the Shenlong pilots face as he studied the flexing muscles of the acrobats back. But his thoughts were slightly darker than he was sure the thoughts running through the other teen were. The same thoughts were running through his head as he looked over the Chinese teen as well.

Watching as the fight began he was almost amused to see there was more groping going on from Trowa’s end than fighting. And it was obvious Wufei knew it and unwillingly enjoyed it. Amused and aroused by the game the Heavyarms pilot had started Heero Yuy leaned back against the door way. They had started this in an open area so he might as well enjoy the show. And who knows…maybe he might even give them a rest before he joined in….maybe…

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Now aroused beyond belief; both from his little game and from the hungry Persian blue eyes watching them both Trowa decided it was time to end their little game. He could see the other was aroused, though it was likely a bit reluctantly. But that really didn’t matter as long as they both enjoyed it in the end.

Emerald eyes narrowed, locking onto those of his prey and letting his intentions and desires show clearly in his eyes. Now came the fun part.

Wufei gasped, stumbling slightly as he caught sight of the full desire reflected in those dangerous emerald orbs. This was more than it should have been; there was something that just screamed at him to get away. But he couldn’t. Didn’t want to.

As soon as he saw the other falter Trowa sprung, wrapping his arms tightly around that thin waist as he drew the other against his body, grinding their erections together as he pulled the other into a deep kiss, shoving his tongue past the others slack lips to map the inside of his cavern. He wouldn’t go as easy on Wufei as he had with Quatre. He knew the other wouldn’t take well to that. So he would have fun with him and let go some.

Pulling back from the kiss but still grinding harshly against the other Trowa leaned down and attached himself to the others pulse point, sucking and biting as he allowed his eyes to stray around the room. What to do.

Emerald met blue; silently asking for the others opinion as he continued to bite and suck at the panting and moaning dragon’s neck.

Heero moaned from his corner of the room as he watched the scene before him; enjoying the looks and sounds the two were making. When emerald eyes locked with his own he knew the question the other was asking, and it amused him slightly. Glancing around the room Heero smirked as his eyes came to rest on one of the pull-up bars, this one hanging from the ceiling rather than attached to the wall. Looking it over carefully he judged the distance for a moment before turning back to lock eyes with the Heavyarms pilot once again. The bar would be the perfect height for the 03 pilot.

Trowa watched as Heero met his eyes once again before those intense orbs trailed away. Following the others gaze he smirked against the neck he was still attacking. Yes that would be perfect. Removing one of his hands from the dragon’s waist he gestured their fearless leader over to them. After all, it really wasn’t fair to leave that brilliant specimen of a man standing on the side lines.

Heero smirked and looked around for a moment, spotting his bag beside him he reached down and grabbed a few things out of it before making his way over to the pair, one still oblivious to his presence as Trowa began to attack the bronzed chest before him. Stepping up beside the Chinese teen Heero grabbed the others chin in a harsh grip and turned the others head towards his own. Once his own smoldering gaze locked with glazed but surprised onyx he smirked at the other and drew him into a harsh kiss. He was not gentle, taking the others mouth as he did most everything in life, harshly and efficiently. By the time he pulled back for breathe the other teen was panting heavily and those beautiful onyx eyes were half lidded with pleasure.

Hearing a moan below them Heero glanced down and met dazed emerald. Obviously the other had enjoyed watching. Smirking again Heero grasped a strongly muscled arm in his iron grip and yanked the other up, away from the cock he had been licking at; obviously having discarded the last of the Chinese teens clothes while they were otherwise occupied.

Once the other teen was standing before him he shoved the straps he had found in his bag into the acrobats hands and quickly turned to the Shenlong pilot. Making sure the other was full rid of all his clothes he grabbed the lithe teen around the waist and through him over his shoulder in a fire mans carry, ignoring the cry of surprise he got with that action as he made his way over to the bar, not even bothering to look back to see if the acrobatic pilot was following.

Seeing the Japanese pilots destination Trowa quickly followed, moving ahead and launching himself in the air to land neatly on top of the bar. Glancing down he saw the eyes of both oriental teens on him and chuckled deeply as he quickly set up the makeshift restraints. Letting the ends hang down Trowa jumped to the ground to land neatly in a crouch and watched as Heero efficiently strung their dragon up.

Wufei squirmed as the restraints were put on him and he was left dangling just above the ground. How the hell did he get into this mess? How was it that he was trapped like this while two of the hottest, and extremely dominant men he had ever seen made out in front of him? …Wait what?! Looking up from his struggling Wufei barely even noticed as his jaw dropped, far too interested in the site before him. He had no idea what he had expected; if he had even expected anything at all; when it came to the more dominant of the two. But he was definitely getting his answer now as the Wing pilot practically raped the tall acrobat’s mouth, those strong hands easily ripping the clothes from the writhing man.

Glazed emerald met glazed onyx and Wufei gulped at the hot lust burning in those stunning orbs. What would it be like? To be taken by these two powerful men as he had taken Duo and Quatre the other day? What would it be like, to finally give up his control to someone else?

Heero pulled back from his kiss with Trowa with a harsh bite to the others lips. He was painfully hard now, there was no other way to put it. But he was willing to wait; for a little bit anyways. Moving around so he stood behind the now naked Heavyarms pilot, the others clothing in shreds around them he watched the strung up Shenlong pilot as he bite harshly at the taller teens ears.

“He’s beautiful like this isn’t he Trowa?”

Trowa moaned and panted as he persued the creature before them. Yes Wufei was very beautiful, exotic; just as all his comrades were.

“Are you going to take him Trowa? Make him beg to come?”

Trowa nodded, breathe harsh as he watched a blush spread up the black haired Orientals body from the intense study.

“Hmm, and how do you like to be taken Trowa? Hard and fast? Do you like pain?”

Trowa moaned and shoved back at the spandex covered cock. Dear god who knew the silent and stoic Wing pilot could talk like this?

Heero smirked watching Wufei as he grinded harshly against the ass being so nicely presented to him.

“Guess I’ll just have to find out huh? For now though, go have your fun with Wufei. I’ll show you both the true meaning of fun later.”

Trowa groaned in disappointment as the other pulled back from him but made his way over to Wufei all the same. Heero smirked as he stood and watched Wufei, waiting until the other looked up to meet his eyes as Trowa made his way around the bound teen.

“I was just telling him how much fun we’re going to have once he’s done with you Wufei. Though I might not be able to wait that long with you strung up like that.”

Wufei flushed and squirmed as strong, calloused hands fell to his ass. Heero smirked.

“Now, now don’t squirm Wufei. Once I’m done fucking Trowa we’ll all be having some…more interesting fun.”

Wufei blinked dazed eyes and cried out sharply as he felt a slick finger enter him. Where had they gotten lube?

“It seems Trowa was waiting for this chance Wufei. I’d say that’s a good thing for you.”

Another finger was added to the first and Wufei cried out harshly, pushing back as those fingers began to stretch him. There was some pain, but he was a Gundam pilot and wouldn’t be deterred; especially after watching and listening to those two.

Heero smirked as he watched Wufei fucking himself on Trowa’s two fingers. Well wasn’t this interesting. Looks like Wufei was enjoying having something in his ass. He had expected the other to put up more of a fight. As had Trowa he had no doubt. But he could also see that the other was far from disappointed. Watching the glazed look on the raven haired teens faced Heero reached down and pulled himself from his spandex shorts, stroking himself as he called out to Trowa.

“That’s enough Trowa. He shouldn’t need anymore.”

Wufei’s eyes shot open but Trowa only moaned in response, pulling his fingers immediately from the warm and very tight sheath they had previously been in. Heero smirked as he saw the astonishment in those onyx eyes as Trowa began to slick himself up.

“Some pain will make it so much better Wufei; you’ll see.”

Before Wufei could even decide if he wanted to protest or not Trowa had worked the head of his cock past the still tight ring of muscles. Throwing his head back with a gasp Wufei strained against his bonds as that thick length forced its way into his depths steadily. It hurt, good god it hurt but…

Trowa moaned as he finally sheathed himself fully.

It felt so good!

Pulling out after but a moment Trowa slammed back in forcefully, relishing the cry that fell from bruised lips, equal parts pain and pleasure. Not giving the other anymore warning than that he began, setting a fast and harsh pace, adjusting himself until he felt the other teens sheath spasm around him and the normally so uptight pilot scream out. Found it.

Dear god! It had started out painful, but for some reason it hadn’t bothered him as much as he thought it would. In fact he might even say it made him harder if that was even possible at this point. But then Trowa had begun moving in earnest and soon had struck his prostrate. There was no doubt that was what it was as pleasure seared across every nerve ending he had and a number he had never known existed. Writhing in his bindings he worked to thrust his ass back, intent on getting more off the long, hard cock now using him with such force it was rocking him to the very core. A hard, calloused hand on his cock had him screaming again as he looked down to meet dark and lust filled blue eyes.

“Come for us Wufei.”

That was all he needed, one more hard thrust to his prostrate from the beautifully hard cock inside him and he was releasing everything he had into the Wing pilot’s hand.

The hot muscles spasming around him caused Trowa to falter a moment before he came with a few more shallow thrusts, pouring all he had into the Shenlong pilot’s hot depths. Feeling the other go boneless in the restraints Trowa sighed out and kissed the others back gently. But a hand gripping his waist hard enough to no doubt leave bruises had emerald eyes widening as a dangerous voice virtually purred into his ears.

“You don’t think your done yet do you? Lets give Wufei a show.”

Trowa gasped as he was eased from the Chinese teens sheath and thrown roughly over a strong shoulder. Looking up from his place he met the glazed over but very interested eyes of Wufei for a moment before he was thrown off the shoulder and his torso pushed harshly down on what he recognized as a pommel horse. A shoes clad foot kicking his legs as far apart as they would go made him realize that Heero was still full dressed, but that was quickly discarded as he felt the other lean over his back, his shirt rubbing against the skin of his back as the other bit into the back of his neck hard enough to draw blood. He screamed and writhed as pain flared through him. He felt the others chuckle resonate through his body and moaned deeply, seeing Wufei watching them with wide eyes from the corner of his eyes.

“I know you have experience Trowa, both top and bottom. But I’m planning on making you forget anyone who ever entered this hot ass.”

Running his hand over the others quivering ass Heero’s eyes narrowed and he brought his hand away only to bring it back hard. Trowa cried out at the hit and looked back to meet those narrowed eyes.

“I’ll make you forget you ever belonged to anyone other than myself and the other pilots.”

Emerald eyes widened as he caught sight of the very large, very hard and very dry cock. Dear god was he?

Heero smirked darkly and took hold of the others slim hips in a bruising grip, only teasing the other with the tip of his cock.

“Tell me how you like it Trowa.”

Trowa groaned as that cock was taken away when he didn’t answer.

“Do you like pain Trowa? Do you like to feel the pain as a thick, hard cock tears at your insides as it fucks you until you think you’ll explode?”

Trowa screamed as that cock was once again taken away. If it would get that wonderful cock back!

“Yes! Yes! Hard, rough pain! Just anything!”

Heero smirked, glancing over at the stunned dragon.

“Very well.”

Pulling his hips back Heero shoved forward in one powerful thrust, breaking through the tight ring of muscles and forcing the muscles of Trowa’s sheath to stretch to accommodate his large, dry cock.

Trowa screamed as pain invaded his senses, there was no pleasure in that but still he loved it. Only the first man he had ever been with had been with had been even remotely harsh with him. Every other man he had been with after that had been gentle with him, as if afraid to break him. But that was what he wanted, to be able to give up his control and break. For someone to put him back together again only to break him down again. And he knew Heero understood; somehow.

Heero grunted at the nearly insane tightness that gripped his cock, but still he didn’t wait as the other screamed beneath him. Pulling out until just the tip was inside Heero took a moment to almost admire the blood that coated his cock before forcing himself back in and setting a punishing pace, not even waiting for the other to adjust as he leant over the arching back and bit at the screaming throat.

“God…so tight. How long has it been since you were taken Trowa?”

Trowa screamed again as the new angle caused Heero’s cock to begin abusing his prostrate. How long had it been? A year maybe?

“A…A year.”

Heero grinned as he watched Wufei pant in his restraints, eyes impossibly glazed.

“Good. The only ones you come to for a good fucking will be me or one of the others from now on Trowa. You understand?”

He emphasized his order with a hard thrust to the others prostrate and a sharp and unexpected tug on his cock.

Trowa screamed, head flying back and back arching into the sensations.

“YES! God yes!”

Heero smirked.

“Good.”

Picking up his pace the Perfect Soldier quickly began moving his hand on the others cock in tandem with his own thrusts. He had other plans for these two tonight. Trowa panted and cried out, feeling the pressure building and with a cry he exploded, covering Heero’s hand and the pommel horse with his cum; his cry escalating as his slightly torn and burning inner muscles clamped down on that still harshly pumping cock.

Heero grunted, leaning forward over the others back and biting the hardest he ever had into the junction of neck and shoulder as he spilled his hot cum into that hungry sheath, enjoying the scream that no doubt came from the burning of his cum on torn muscle. Waiting for the other to relax some Heero finally slipped out, watching pleased as his cum slipped out of the other, stained pink by the blood still leaking from the acrobatic pilots anus.

“Now I see why Quatre and Duo like this so much.”

Heero’s eyes narrowed as he heard the muttered words and he turned to see the dazed gaze of the half-hard Chinese pilot, locked on the slumped form of the thoroughly used 03 pilot. What was this? A hum of agreement from Trowa and his glare was transferred to the other. Hmm…he’d just have to get his answers as he had his…fun.

Wufei stared, that had been one of the single most intense things he had ever seen. And considering what he had seen recently that was saying a bit. There was actually blood coming from Trowa but still the other had found so much pleasure from what Heero had been doing to him that he had actually nearly passed out! From his position he had been able to see every thrust Heero’s cock made into the other teen and he would definitely be lying if he said he hadn’t been affected by it. Did the pain really feel that good?

A harsh hand on his chin brought him back to the present as a dangerous smirk spread over the Japanese pilots face.

“I’m not done with you two yet.”

Looks like this was going to be a long day.

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A/N: ….Holy crap! I have come to realize that my mind is a very twisted place! And I love it! Heero is definitely OOC but hey he wasn’t ever supposed to be in this chapter! But he pushed his way in and who am I to say no? Anyway, in the next chapter we’ll likely be checking in with Duo and Quatre. See how their mission is going. Might change my mind and stay with these three though, so who knows! Please review!

once they are done their asses are his till he says otherwise…this is the perfect soldier…he’s gonna go for a while.)
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