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6. Sex education: lesson 2
Quatre looked
around the room with a disapproving expression on his face. It didn’t take a
genius to find out who spent their nights, and most of their days here. Empty
boxes and clothes were littered on the floor, and there were flecks of
chocolate on the sheets. There was a smell that Quatre couldn’t quite identify.
It must’ve been the spilt ice cream that had dried on the carpet.
He sighed, and
felt his eyelids drooping. God, but he really was tired. It had been
comfortable, last night, in bed with Trowa, but he
wasn’t used to the presence of someone else in his bed. The
soft snoring, the occasional tossing and turning. And
then the irritating and costant pounding in his head.
The constant pondering.
Resigned, he let
himself fall on the bed, not caring what might’ve already happened there. He
was too tired to make a fuss about it. He lay outstretched on his back, letting
his eyes rest while Duo fetched all of his toys out of the closet. That was the
topic for today, wasn’t it? Toys.
He thought he
could hear the faint chink of metal, and he wearily cracked an eye open. As he
had feared, Duo was heading towards the bed with a bunch of chains, kicking a
box of other, ‘regular’ toys ahead of him as he went.
“Duo, what the
hell are you planning on doing?” he sighed.
“Those are my sex
toys, Quat,” Duo said. He stopped and suddenly looked
doubtful. “I did mention we were going to talk about sex toys, didn’t I?”
“Yes, you did.
But those,” Quatre said, pointing to the chains, “aren’t sex toys. That’s…
fetish… stuff. Put those away. Besides, I don’t really see what toys still have
to do with education.”
Duo looked at the
chains as if asking for advice. “Hmm… maybe you’re right, those are more to
spice up your sex life,” he said, thoughtfully.
“I am right,”
Quatre said. “And while I would love to learn more about sex toys too, we can still
do that later. Because, thanks to you and your kind
demonstrations of the three main positions yesterday, I still don’t know how to
make it less painful.”
“Yes, I see.
Well, in that case, I suppose we’d better handle the usage of lubricant first.
That’s indeed kind of important,” Duo agreed. He put the chains on the floor,
next to the box of toys, and hopped on the bed.
“Alright
then.” Quatre moved to sit up, but felt his head starting to
swim, and he let himself fall down again. “Do you mind if I lie down?” he said.
“I'm feeling a bit... bleh...”
Duo chuckled,
while he wiped a few chocolate sprinkles out of the bed. “Well, if you don't
mind me saying, you're looking a bit 'bleh' too. Okay,
lubricant…” He stretched and gave Quatre a promising smile. “But first though,
something else that’s really important: condoms.”
“Condoms!
Right, of course,” Quatre said, self-evidently.
“It is very
important, Quatre, and I mean very
important,” Duo said, pointing a finger to Quatre to get his full attention,
“that you always use a condom if
you’re gonna have sex with someone you don’t know. You don’t wanna get any diseases.”
Quatre blinked
and slowly shook his head. “No…” Neither of them had any diseases. He had
learned that from a rather embarrassing game of truth or dare, one night in one
of the safe houses. Embarrassing, because that’s when he’d been forced to reveale to all of them that he was still a virgin.
“You wanna try to roll a condom over one of the dildo’s?” Duo offered.
Quatre shrugged,
yawning loudly. “Surely, it can’t be that hard. Nah… just the
lubricant for now.”
Duo smiled,
gently. He took pity on the boy. Clearly, he was rather sleepy. “Okay. Now, if
you’ll excuse me.”
Quatre followed
Duo’s hand reaching under the pillow. Then it surfaced again with the tube of
lubricant, and he smiled when Duo lay down next to him, propping himself up on
his elbow. He surreptitiously inhaled. God, he smelled so good. Like candy. Sweet, sugary, a bit fruity.
He wondered if his mouth would taste equally as sweet, sugary and fruity.
“I already
mentioned something about the preparing yesterday, right?”
“Yeah, with the
fingers,” Quatre nodded.
“Right. You
always have to stretch first with one or two fingers, three if your partner’s
really tense. Start with one. Just slide your finger in and out, move it around
until you feel that your partner is relaxed enough.”
Quatre swallowed
at the mental image, and he quickly nodded to mask his embarrassment.
“Then gradually you
can start adding more fingers,” Duo continued. “We use lubricant for that.
Lubricant is very important, not only for the preparation, but for the fucking
itself as well. If you don’t use lube, we call it dry fucking. We don’t want
that. As you can imagine, that hurts. Here, I’ll show you,” Duo enthused, holding
the tube up for Quatre to see. “Lubricant comes in various kinds. Just
remember, you have to buy the water based ones, preferably a thick kind,
otherwise it’ll just drip right off. Then there is the neutral lubricant, which
doesn’t have a taste or smell, or the scented lubricant and slash or with a
taste. This lubricant right here has them both. It’s
quite expensive though, so perhaps it’s not for frequent use.”
Quatre murmured
occasionally. Of course, he was listening. But most of his braincells
were occupied with undressing Duo with his eyes. He had seen that body
yesterday; he knew what was hiding underneath those clothes. He had been even
more beautiful than he could’ve imagined, and that body would keep on fuelling
his fantasies and flaring his groin until forever. He had heard him moaning, he
sounded so sweet when he was lost in ecstasy. Yet, it was torture to listen to
his moans, for he wasn’t the one causing them. He sighed heavy-heartedly.
“Here Quatre,
smell it,” Duo’s cheerful voice snapped him out of his reverie.
Quatre jumped
awake. “What?” He looked down and saw Duo’s lube-covered fingers offered in
front of him. “Smell it?”
“Yeah. It
smells like lemon. And it tastes like lemon too, and a little bit of kiwi. You wanna taste it? It’s really nice.”
Quatre backed
away a bit when Duo practically shoved his fingers under his nose. How did he
mean taste it? Just take his fingers in his mouth and… Quatre could feel a
sweat coming up. And suck it all away? “Um… I don’t know…” he stammered.
“Go
on, Quat. Don’t be shy,”
Duo encouraged. His eyes were soft and his gestures bereft of their usual
exuberance. He was actually gentle.
Quatre nervously
bit his lip.“O‑okay.” He carefully drew the fingers inside and
sucked softly, as if they were made out of crystal and would crush if he would
suck too hard. He closed his eyes and, yes, he could indeed taste lemon and
kiwi. And when it was all gone, he kept on sucking, hungry for the unique taste
of Duo’s skin. “Tastes good,” he whispered, finally looking back up.
“Told ya. Now it’s my turn to taste, and you have to offer me
some, like I offered you.” Duo squeezed some of the gel on Quatre’s
fingers and looked expectantly at him.
Quatre obeyed
almost automatically. Duo didn’t seem to notice how much he was enjoying their
intimate little tête-à-tête, and as long as he was unknowing of his desires, he
wanted to take as much advantage of it as he could. Maybe he could blame it on
the tiredness, but he knew that that wasn’t the case. He wanted it, more than
anything; Duo’s mouth on his fingers. God, he craved for it. It had been in his
dreams so many times, that warm tongue bathing his
fingers with saliva, and then reaching down and…
He raised his
fingers to Duo’s mouth and watched how he slipped them between his soft lips,
unaware of how sensual he looked. He felt the light-headedness again, but this
time for a very different reason. Smiling with pleasure, he closed his eyes
again, and he didn’t feel like opening them again anytime soon. He could feel
his breathing becoming heavier. He tried to ignore the heat in his groin, but
couldn’t. The soft, fluffy fabric of the pillow brushed against his cheek, and
he purred.
“Are you so tired,
Quatre?” he heard Duo murmuring, and he made another sleepy sound.
“Do you wanna sleep a bit?”
Quatre snuggled
closer into the pillow, and rubbed his leg against Duo’s. “Only if you stay
here with me,” he said, cracking his eyes open. A frisson ran through him when
Duo shimmied closer, and wrapped an arm around his waist. “Hmm… that’s nice,”
he said, cuddling into the welcome cocoon of Duo’s arms.
“Okay, I’ll stay
with you,” Duo mumbled.
Quatre yawned,
and smiled at Duo in some kind of love-drunk way.
“You’re so cute
when you smile. You have these cute little dimples in your cheek then,” Duo
laughed, running a finger over Quatre’s cheek. “Hey,
what’s that?”
“What’s what?”
Quatre said. His breath caught. Duo’s face was suddenly very close to his.
“You seem to have
a little smudge of lubricant at the corner of your mouth, Quatre. From when you licked it off my fingers.”
“Really?”
“Yeah… Wait, I’ll
clean it off.”
Expecting Duo to
reach for a tissue, Quatre was surprised to feel his tongue instead. He backed
away, but only a little.
“Duo?” he gasped.
He felt Duo’s tongue swiping along his lower lip and could see in his eyes that
he wasn’t joking around.
“Duo?!” His
voice had a higher pitch this time. The rest of his protests were swallowed by
a hungry, and very tasty mouth.
“Hush now, little
Quatre. I want my sex education to be thorough,” Duo whispered, softly fondling
the front of Quatre’s pants. “Very
thorough.”
Quatre moaned and
let his head fall back when he felt Duo’s hand on his erection through the
fabric of his pants. Duo kissed him again, and his arms found their way around
Duo’s waist of their own accord. There were brightly colored
flashes behind his closed eyelids. It felt surreal. Psychedelic.
Hallucinatory, delusional. Like a hundred of liquor
filled chocolates melting down his throat. As if his physical body was leaving
him.
Yet he could feel it all very physically.
When he opened
his eyes again, the room was bathed in the soft glow of candles. He willingly
let Duo slide his hands under his shirt and bit his lip when a nipple was
teased to hardness. A question that had, up till now, never crossed his mind,
suddenly came out of nowhere.
“Duo, what about
Heero then?” he muffled as his shirt was being pulled over his head.
The question
seemed of little importance to Duo. “We grant each other a little freedom,” he
murmured, lowering his head to abuse the nipple that had been caught between
his fingers. He licked, sucked, softly bit.
Quatre moaned, and
he could feel Duo’s lips shaping in a smile against his shivering skin. Like in
a film, he then saw him sliding his tongue lower, to his belly button. Hands
fumbled at the button of Quatre’s pants and deftly
moved to slide the shiny metal through the buttonhole.
Quatre arched his
back and pushed up his hips. “Okay then, if you’re sure it’s right,” Quatre
purred. “But I’m a bit scared. I’ve never done this before. I’m not sure if we
should…”
Duo grinned and
favoured his tongue with another taste of Quatre’s
sweet mouth. “Don’t resist me, little one. You want this to happen, I know you
do. Don’t you think I didn’t see you staring at me, wanting me, lusting after
me? Don’t worry now,” he whispered while he slid the zipper down. His hand dug
inside, idly brushing past a shy hardness and cradling pure and untouched balls
of silk in his palm. “Doesn’t this feel right? Say now Quatre,
doesn’t this feel unbelievably right?”
Quatre trembled
with the shock of Duo’s touch down there. Another moan escaped him. It was hard
to stay focused. “God Duo! Not there… Please, don’t
touch me there,” he gasped.
“Alright,” Duo murmured.
His grin grew more wicked in quite an alarming way,
but Quatre wasn’t sure if he totally disliked it. “I’ll move my hand away… from
there.” He let go of the heavy sacs and let his hand wander back up the burning
shaft, encircling it and gently stroking. “Having a problem with it if I lay my
hand there then?” he asked, innocently.
Quatre didn’t
know whether to scream or to laugh with the pure joy of Duo’s hand on his cock.
He let his head fall back again, his mouth open and eyes closed in ecstasy he
never thought he could feel. Duo rolled the palm of his hand over the wet tip,
and in the end, he did scream, bucking his hips with pleasure.
“Duo, be careful…”
he whimpered, in spite of himself trying to tug the warm hand out of his pants.
“I can already feel… I’m going to…” There was a sense of urgency in his voice.
The next thing he felt were Duo’s fingers squeezing the base of his cock, and
his warm breath on his ear. “Sssshh…” he heard him
shushing him. “Easy. It’s too soon. I still have more
to tell you.”
It was as if
Quatre could feel himself sinking away in the soft lull of Duo’s voice. As if
it sprinkled tickling, downy feathers inside his chest. “More?” he murmured?
“Yes. You see,
little one, there are still other ways to prepare your lover.”
“Other…” Quatre’s eyes were still closed. The hand on his cock had
stopped stroking, but he still squirmed with the lingering after pleasure.
“You can also
prepare him… with your tongue.”
Duo’s words were
hot and sticky, like warm wine, and Quatre felt like he was drinking from those
words, and he could feel his throat glowing and his head swimming with a
delirious drunkenness. He giggled and pressed his ass into the mattress, as if
he wanted to be sure of its sexual presence. “You can’t seriously mean that…”
“I most
definitely do.” Duo pulled Quatre closer. He slid his leg up between Quatre’s legs and softly nudged his knee against the boy’s
inviting crotch. “And believe me, it’s extremely pleasant. You would like it,
I’m sure you would. Imagine, Quatre. You sit on hands and knees with your legs
open, completely exposed to your lover. Then he crawls behind you, pushes the
cheeks apart and fucks you with his tongue.”
Quatre moaned,
loudly. He slowly opened his eyes again to look at him. The orange glow of the
candle light flickered on his face. It made him look ethereal. “Sounds amazing.” He was hanging on Duo’s every word. He was
on the verge of surrender. He could feel his body shaking. The warm breath
tickling against his ear and the arm squeezing harder made his blood boil and
bubble with desire.
“Want me to
demonstrate?”
Quatre let his
eyes fall shut again, and he longingly rubbed himself against Duo’s body. “Ohh…” he breathed. “Oh Duo…” His mind already travelled
forward, how he would sit on his hands and knees, like Duo had described, and
Duo’s tongue, his hot, wet tongue would lick him there… There! “Oh god!” he panted. And then he could maybe turn him around
again, and suck him. Quatre could feel his cock throbbing, and he groaned.
“Quat? Honey, are you okay?”
Quatre panted
heavily, reluctantly cracking his eyes open again, and wondered where all the candle light had gone. Why he wasn’t shirtless
anymore. Why his pants weren’t undone anymore, and why Duo’s hand wasn’t in it
anymore. He slowly shook his head and looked about him, dazzled. Duo wasn’t
lying next to him anymore, but was sitting upright now. Up till now, everything
had seemed to happen in a sequence of scenes, of Quatre opening and closing his
eyes. He had felt strangely detached.
And now he was
back in reality.
And it didn’t
feel good.
Duo eyed the boy next
to him with a dubious look in his eyes. Well, obviously, Quatre had been
dreaming. But he was rather uncomfortable about the nature of his dream.
“Quatre… what just happened?”
God. Dear
god, he’d fallen asleep! From where had his mind started to trail off? At what
point in Duo’s explanation had he started living in this dream, this wildly
exciting, but very wrong fantasy? Duo wasn’t gonna lick him on his ass, he hadn’t been jerking him off.
He hadn’t been
kissing him.
He gingerly
peered up at Duo. Was there any
chance that he’d experienced that dream in
silence? The stiffness in his groin made him doubt that very much! “I…” He
cleared his throat. “I fell asleep?”
Duo snorted. “Kinda stating the obvious here, aren’t ya?
You were moaning my name. Were you dreaming about me?”
Quatre swiftly
flicked his eyes from Duo back to his nervously fumbling fingers. “I… well,
yes.” Duo’s voice had an edge of anger in it, and he was mortified by the
thought that he was dissatisfied with him.
“I don’t think
this sex education was such a good idea.”
He saw Duo
scrambling upright, and quickly grabbed his arm to stop him. “Wait! Please, let
me explain!” If they’d been together, he’d gently taken his head between his
hands, and he’d kissed him, softly and soothingly.
“What’s there to
explain?” Duo snapped.
Quatre gasped,
taken aback by Duo’s sudden animosity. So that's what it tasted like. The bitter taste of rejection. Disdain. Contempt.
No longer worthy of Duo's attention. He wanted to drink it down with the
sweetness he had just felt in his dream.
“I realize how
this must’ve looked to you, but…” The liquor filled chocolates were coming back
up his throat with a vengeance, choking him. “I really can explain.” He
estimated that he had about three seconds to come up with a story, a plausible
one. “It’s… kind of embarrassing.”
“More
embarrassing than this?”
Quatre swallowed.
“Um… right… Well, here’s the thing.” Sighing deeply, he went sitting upright
too, opposite of Duo. “I, um… There was someone who wanted to… make love to me.
But… I didn’t know what to do. It felt good, but I
just… I needed your help.” He buried his face in his hands in feigned shame,
glancing through his fingers to gauge Duo’s reaction. He seemed to be in two
minds. “That’s why I said your name, because I wanted you to help me. God, you
see now why this is so embarrassing?” he groaned. “I’m so inexperienced that I
even need sex education!” it was kind of ironic how he had to make up stories,
when all he wanted to do was crawl on top of Duo and ravish him.
He had managed to
squeeze some tears out of his eyes, and he fiercely looked up to Duo again.
“What if I do fall in love with someone, huh? I mean, it was exciting, the way
he touched me, but… It’s all so scary. And… they’re not all… like you.” He saw
Duo’s face falling into a much gentler expression. He had yielded to the drama.
He was good at that, at drama. A strong arm reached out to hug him, and he
gratefully snuggled into it.
“I know, it’s
scary,” Duo murmured. “But once you’re past that feeling, it’s about to become
really good. Hey, I had to figure all of it out on my own too, you know.”
“But it was with
Heero. You guys go way back. And Heero was inexperienced too. Sure, you would
blunder sometimes, but you could understand. But what if I meet someone who has
a lot of experience, and he grows annoyed with me?”
“Then he’s not
worthy of you,” Duo said, simply. “So the guy in your dream, it wasn’t Trowa?”
Quatre shrugged.
“I don’t know.” It was something he was confused about himself. In the dream,
Duo had sometimes called him Little One. It was a nickname only Trowa used on him. So could it be that, on some level, he
had wanted it to be Trowa? “His face was blurry. It could’ve
been anyone.”
“It’s gonna be
alright,” Duo said, squeezing the arm around Quatre a little tighter. He could
feel the boy’s heart still beating very fast. “I won’t stop giving you sex
education if it’s so important to you.” He wiped some of the sweaty bangs on Quatre’s forehead away and smiled at him.
“Thank you,” Quatre
sighed, smiling back in genuine relieve. Now that he had gained Duo’s trust
again, he subtly wanted to steer the conversation in Heero’s
direction. “Say Duo.”
“Hm?”
“What does Heero
do while you’re with me?”
Duo shrugged.
There seemed to be little care in the gesture. “He’s old enough to keep himself
occupied, isn’t he? Play some games. Soak up the sun. Watch some porn…” he
added with a crooked grin.
“Heh, right…” Quatre sniggered. “Talking about porn… I can’t
help but overhear when… sometimes you’re talking about things you do when you
go out, you and Heero.”
Duo grimaced,
though he could see why Quatre related the going out with porn. Or more
specifically, what they did in the backroom. “Aah
yes, when we go out…” he said, gazing up in thoughts. His mind drifted to
drunken, music-filled nights with lots of beautiful boys. “When we go out, we
do fuck around like hell, with other guys. But…”
“But then, don’t
you feel bad about cheating on Heero?” Quatre said. Like he’d
done with him in his dream.
Duo raised his
finger, shaking his head. “Cheating..." He pronounced the word as if it
caressed his tongue. “Cheating is a very delicate subject. At
least, for us. You see, we don’t see that as cheating on each other.
Because it’s something we do together. It’s a mutual agreement. It’s never me
alone, or Heero alone. You see, those boys, they're like... amuse-bouches. Like the small bites of food to keep you busy
until the main course is served.” There was a lopsided grin on his face, and he
quickly smoothed it back into a smile when he saw Quatre frowning.
“Oh,” Quatre
said. And the main course was, presumably, Heero.
“But we don’t
kiss other guys. We never do that. We only kiss each other.”
“Hm, I see.” Quatre rubbed his cheek against Duo’s shoulder.
The fabric of his shirt was very thin. He could see his nipples through it. And
he still didn’t know what they tasted like.
“You know,” he
said, shifting, his eyes pointed to something outside of their little world,
“Maybe I am interested in those toys after all.” He crawled over to the box in
a very obvious way, his ass in the air, his body stretched out sensually over
the edge of the bed. It was transparent, almost as transparent as Duo’s shirt,
and he knew that Duo knew. But he couldn’t care less, and grinning, he started
rummaging around in the box. “What’s this?” He looked at the object he was
holding. At first sight, it didn’t look like a dildo or vibrator. More like a
replica of a vagina.
Duo laughed at
the toy that was dangling from Quatre’s fingers. “Oh,
I’m sure you’d love that. But you shouldn’t hold it like that! You’re holding
it like it’s something dirty!”
“Well, it does
belong to you and Heero.” Quatre wanted to add ‘Need I say more’, but he
figured that his expression was already doing that for him.
“Hey, we do clean
our toys every time!” Duo bristled in defense.
“I should hope
so.”
Duo looked a
little offended, but there was still a smile on his face. “So…” He took the toy
from Quatre and, almost lovingly, ran his fingers along it. “This is a vibrator
for men. It’s very simple to use it.”
“A
vibrator for men?”
“Yes. As you
might’ve noticed, it looks like a woman’s vagina.”
“I’m not stupid.”
“No. Well, all
you have to do, is slide it over your penis, then you
switch it on.” In a split second, he could see a vision flashing through his
mind. But in that vision he could see a lot of things. He saw how Quatre was
sitting between his legs, and how he held him close while he slid it over the
delicate cock. How Quatre gasped with the pleasant shock when he turned it on,
and pressed his soft blonde head against his shoulder. How his fingers grasped
at his jeans, while his hips gently thrust into the toy.
He shook his head
and caught his breath.
“Is something
wrong?” Quatre said.
“Um… no,” Duo
mumbled. His mouth was dry, and he swallowed. “Look, here you switch it on.” He
showed him the little switch and switched it on as he did so. Holding the
vibrator a bit closer to Quatre’s face, he let him look
inside. “See that, Quat? The inside is lined with
soft rubber. The walls ripple and undulate against your skin and apply light
suction.”
Quatre blushed.
It sure sounded promising.
“Why don’t you…”
He took Quatre’s hand and raised it to the toy.
“Here, have a feel.” He watched how Quatre pushed his fingers inside, and
laughed. The boy looked utterly lost at the concept.
“Oh,” Quatre
breathed. “That’s… kinda strange. But
hm… I think it would feel really good… there.”
Duo noticed that
Quatre was panting lightly now. “It will…” He was surprised at how husky his
voice sounded all of a sudden. “Go on now, I’ll leave you alone. Just clean it
when you’re done, okay?”
“Okay, I will!”
Quatre nodded eagerly.
“Right
then.” Duo saw that there was already a bulge forming at the
front of Quatre’s pants, and he knew that, for his
own good, he had to get out of there.
Quatre waited
until Duo had closed the door, and then looked at the toy again. He quickly undid
button and zipper and released his throbbing cock out of his boxers. Judging by
the dark colour of the little head and the searing need in his balls, he knew that
it would be a short trip to his lonely paradise. He switched the vibrator off
before sliding it over his cock, then switched it on
again.
“Oh god!” he cried,
bucking his hips up in the little device.
Definitely
a short trip.
Duo closed the
door behind him and waited for the scream of ecstasy that was sure to come.
“Oh god!” he
heard after a short while at the other side of the door. He nodded in satisfaction,
but hesitated before he headed down the stairs.
He so badly
wanted to look through the keyhole!
Licking his lips,
he hovered towards the door again. The truth was that he hadn’t really been
that upset when Quatre all of a sudden started writhing and moaning in his
sleep. There had been surprise first, then confusion. Then he became angry with
himself for finding it so arousing. It was his name he had been moaning. That
story Quatre had told him afterwards, had it really been true?
With a heavy
sigh, he leaned against the door, gently touching it like it was a lover. He
put his ears against the wood, very much aware of the raging heartbeat in his
chest. When he heard the soft moans, he scraped his fingernails agains the door, and to his own dismay, he felt his other
hand sneaking down to squeeze at his crotch.
He had to bite
his lip hard to stop himself from bending down and looking through the hole. “Dammit, Quatre,” he hissed.
Grunting, he
suddenly turned and ran down the stairs.
He almost jumped
with guilt when Heero greeted him at the end of the stairs. “Ah… Hey, Heero!”
he stuttered. “Why the hell are you grinning like that?” It was one of those
grins Heero would give him when he knew something that he didn’t know, at it was sure to be something unpleasant. He also
seemed to be hiding something behind his back. “What’s that?” he nodded in the
direction of the thing in Heero’s hands.
Still grinning,
Heero shoved a letter under Duo’s nose. “Look what we got in the mail this
morning,” he sang. He watched Duo while he read in silence, waited, saw his
eyes widening, then his brows knitting in anger.
Duo read the
letter:
‘Dear Gundam pilots. How are you? It’s Relena.’
Good grieve, not Relena, Duo
thought.
‘After
years of fighting, absolute peace has finally been achieved.’
Ding dong, didn’t
know that.
‘All of our
suffering hasn’t been in vain. While I know the achievement of total peace has
been celebrated sumptuously,’
More than
sumptuously, you wouldn’t want to know, my dear.
‘we never really got the chance to celebrate in a more
intimate atmosphere.’
Just what does
she mean by ‘intimate’?
‘That’s
why I would like to invite all of you to have dinner with me, tomorrow at eight o’clock.’
What in the seven
names of hell…?!
He looked back up
at Heero. There was defiance and determination in his stare. “Heero, I’m not
going,” Duo said, handing him back the letter.
“Oh, come on now,
Duo. We’re all going. I’m going, Trowa’s going, Quatre’s going…”
Duo made a weird
kind of gesture with his hands, and an even weirder expression with his face. “What
the fuck do you mean? How can you possibly know that Quatre’s
going? He was upstairs with me all the time. And don’t you tell me you showed
him the letter before we went to our bedroom,” Duo said quickly as he saw Heero
opening his mouth to speak. “I took him with me right after breakfast.”
“Well, I um…”
Heero stuttered, nervously fumbling with the letter in his hands. “I was about
to… Surely, Quatre would…”
“You haven’t told
this to anyone at all yet, have you?”
Heero bit his lip
in a very uncharacteristic way and bowed his head. Endearing,
almost. Duo would’ve been affected if he didn’t stand there obviously
lying to him. “Only Trowa.”
“I knew it! We
urgently need to inform the others about this. Wufei!”
he called up the stairs, assuming that he was in his room. Well, he must’ve
been, he’d heard stumbling on his way downstairs. “Quatre!” he was about to
holler, but he could stop just in time. No, not Quatre.
Not yet.
“Now Heero, I do
want you to know that I’m very angry with you for lying to me about this,” Duo
chided, turning back to his boyfriend.
“I’m sorry, Duo
love,” Heero purred, twining his arms around Duo’s waist and taking his lips in
an apologizing kiss. “Will you forgive me?”
Duo licked his
lips as Heero drew away, not getting enough of the taste of his lover’s tongue.
“It’s gonna take more than that to make up, Heero honey,” he murmured.
Suddenly, Heero
pushed him up against the banister and pinned his hands above his head, the letter
whirling to the ground. “Oh, you want more, do you?”
Duo closed his
eyes against Heero’s hot breath in his neck. He could
feel himself getting hard. “Yes,” he breathed, gladly surrendering.
Heero growled
hungrily in the back of his throat. “I’ll give you more.” He thrust his hips
hard into Duo’s groin, rubbing his lover’s arousal through his pants with his
own body. “You like that?” He grinned as Duo nodded and moaned his approval.
Wufei
growled in annoyance when he heard his name. Was it that hard to get a few
minutes of peace here in this house? Whether it were Duo and Heero going at it
like rabbits every five minutes – yes, he could still hear them – or it was
Quatre tooting around the house that they should go out all five of them and
have some fun. Well, he would have fun here in his room. The book he was
reading was most interesting, and no, the fact that “Gay AC/197” was written
all over it in huge pink letters had nothing to do with that. How would he ever
be able to finish it like that?
He closed it,
marking it with his bookmark first, and put it safely away, down at the bottom
of his closet where no nosy Duo would find it. At least he hoped so, he didn’t think he could handle the shame of it if he
did.
He left his room
and marched towards the stairs. But then he heard something. Something
that didn’t really make sense. He stopped and tipped his head in the
direction of Duo and Heero’s room. There were noises.
Erotic
noises.
Surely, that had
been Duo’s voice calling him just now? Was it Heero then?
Quietly, he
tiptoed closer to the door. He definitely heard moaning.
Wait now.
Stereo.
He heard moaning down
the stairs and in Duo and Heero’s room.
“Oh Heero!” it
sounded downstairs. Duo, obviously.
“Nnh… Duo!” it sounded in the room.
Wufei scrunched
up his nose. Something definitely wasn’t right here.
“Duo,
yes!” Again, from the room.
Wufei’s eyes
widened. No, no, no, he wasn’t hearing this! Was that Quatre in there? He took
a quick peek through the keyhole, veered up again, and looked again. No, no,
no, he wasn’t seeing this! It was Quatre, on Duo and Heero’s bed, with a box of toys next to him, and thrusting
his hips savagely into… something. He had his eyes closed and, judging by the
white knuckles, nearly crushed the thing he held over his penis. He arched his
back now, gripped the sheet. And cried out the wrong name.
Duo.
Wufei
slowly came up again, looking quite flabbergasted. That should’ve been Trowa’s name, right? Always thought he and Trowa had something going on.
“Shit shit shit!” Wufei
hissed. “What do I do now?” Clearly, this wasn’t meant for his eyes nor his ears. “What the fuck do I do?”
Just keep it to
yourself, his mind advised him. Only open your mouth if
things get out of hand. For now, it’s best that no one knows about this. You
might create wounds that can be avoided. Who knows, maybe it’s only a fling and
it will all be over in a few days.
He nodded in approvement of his own thoughts. Then he turned and headed
for the other moans downstairs. Along with the moans, he could hear an ominous
creaking. It couldn’t be good for the banister what they were doing there.
“You called me?”
he said, not at all phased by Heero’s bucking hips
and Duo’s pathetic whimpers. He had grown pretty immune to it by now. Not used
to it, he still found it annoying. Immune. That was a
different thing. As if, it left him indifferently.
Heero jumped. He
had completely forgotten about Duo having called him. So rampant his libido was
at the moment, so engrossed his eyes were in the divine expressions on Duo’s
face, that he hadn’t noticed Wufei coming down the
stairs.
“Wufei,
didn’t see you there,” he said, leaving Duo gasping for air. He looked like a
kid trying to steal cookies out of the jar, or, for that matter, a teen getting
caught in the middle of public vulgarity.
“I had already
figured that much,” Wufei smirked. “So, what did you
need me for?”
Dazed as Duo
still was, he was quick to get Wufei on his horse.
“Well, Heero and I would like to form a threesome with you. You know, a nice,
tasty sandwich, here on the floor, right now. Waddya
say eh, Wuffles?” he murmured in a sultry voice.
Wufei’s face
took on a look of pure drama and his eyes shot to Heero for rescue.
“Don’t worry,
he’s joking,” Heero said, tugging at his lover’s braid.
“Ow! Heero!”
“It’s your own
fault!”
“If you keep it
up like that, I won’t allow you to touch my hair any longer!”
“But I like
touching your hair!”
“Then stop
tugging at it!”
“If
you stop misbehaving!”
“Heero, come on
now, you can’t seriously desire of me that I’ll stop misbehaving. We’re talking
about me.”
“I don’t care!
Besides, since when do you offer threesomes around? You belong to me, and to me alone!”
“Oh no, we’re not
going into that again!”
Wufei was
following the conversation like watching a game of tennis, and frankly, he was
getting a little bored. “Guys,” he interfered. “I assume you didn’t call me to
let me witness one of your amorous spasms.” That successfully shut them up. “So
what did you need me for already? I was reading a book and I would like to
continue it.”
Instantly, there
was a look of rather unhealthy curiosity on Duo’s face. “Really now?” he said,
suspiciously. “What kind of book, Wuffie?”
Wufei
couldn’t stop the blush from rising to his cheeks, and he silently cursed the
natural reaction. “That’s none of your business,” he spluttered.
“Oh, that
special, is it? Why can’t we know what book it is, Wuffles?
Why not? Why not, Wuffles? Why?”
“Duo, stop that,
it’s annoying,” Heero interfered. He’d picked up the letter. “Since when are you
so interested in books anyway?”
Wufei
sighed in relieve. “Thank you, Heero.”
“Look, we got a
letter from Relena. She wants us to have dinner with
her. Duo, stop grimacing like that!” Heero growled,
glaring at Duo in annoyance.
Wufei took
the letter from Heero, shaking his head at Duo’s silliness. “Are you going?”
“Nope,” Duo said.
Heero sighed, and
rubbed a hand against his forehead. “Duo, come on now. You can’t seriously let
me go all on my own.”
“Well, to be
honest Heero, for once I have to agree with Maxwell,” Wufei
nodded. “I don’t exactly feel like going either. I mean, I don’t really know
her that well.” Nevertheless, he let his eyes skim over the impeccable
handwriting. “Oh, I see her brother’s gonna be there too… Not that it matters,”
he added quickly, seeing the surprised frown on both their faces. Had he said
too much now? “Alright Heero, I will go with you if Maxwell’s too coward to
go.”
“Hey, I’m not a coward!”
Duo retorted. “I just don’t feel like it, that’s all.”
“Sure Maxwell,
whatever you say,” Wufei humoured. He handed Heero
back the letter and turned to go back upstairs. “Now leave me alone and don’t
bother me anymore.”
“Going back to
reading your book, are ya?” Duo grinned.
“Shut up,
Maxwell.”
When Wufei was out of ear reach, he leaned over to Heero in a
very conspiratory way. “Heero, are you thinking what
I’m thinking?” Duo sniggered, watching Wufei
slouching around the upstairs corner.
“Duo, forget it.
We’re not going to…”
“Oh
yeah, Heero. I am going to find that book.”
Heero rolled his eyes
and sighed. Obviously, some distraction was in order. He yanked Duo’s hips
against him and nuzzled his neck. “Where were we,” he murmured.
Duo let out a
throaty moan at Heero’s soft murmured words and the
sudden body contact. “Somewhere very pleasant,” he purred. “The
paradise of hot and raw sex.”
“Want me to take
you back to that place?”
“I’d love you
to.”
Heero purred with
contentment. He could smell the muskiness of Duo’s crotch, and slowly inhaled
it. He started to lead him back up the stairs, but Duo pulled him back. “Hey Heero. This might be a chance to…”
“To
what?”
“Um…” He
surreptitiously glanced up to his bedroom door. “Remember what I said before? I
would like to do it in every room in this house.”
Arching an
eyebrow, Heero tipped back down the first step of the stairway. “You were
serious about that?”
“Yeah!”
“Hm… Well, I uhm… I don’t know.”
Duo could see the
hesitation in Heero’s body language. “It will be just
like in the dancings. But with less
noise, and less people. You’re not too shy there, are you?” he said with
a crooked grin, sliding his hands down to Heero’s
ass.
“No, but…”
“Look, if they
can’t handle it, they just have to leave, okay? They know we have a reputation,
they knew this could happen if they agreed to spend a few weeks in the same
house with us, hell we already did it in the safe houses.”
“Yeah,
at night.”
Duo made a
whatever-face. “Dammit Heero, I’ve never needed so
many arguments to get into your pants. Let’s just do this, okay? It’ll be fun!”
The way Heero bit his bottom lip made him want to kiss him. And he did. “I want
your mouth… between my legs,” he murmured. “Right now.”
Heero mumbled
something neither of them could understand.
“Thought so,” Duo
grinned. “Now, you wait right here, while I go upstairs and fetch the lube.”
“Okay,” Heero said. His voice sounded a little weak. “Hurry
up, will ya?”
To be continued…
Next chapter: Duo
cannot stop flirting with Quatre, but then Quatre learns that it’s only for
fun. And Wufei’s birthday’s coming up!
Preview:
Quatre looked up
sharply. “What?! Is this Heero’s?!”
He was greeted with a jocular face, smiling at him from the doorway. “It’s not Heero’s, is it?” he grinned clumsily. “You’re taking me for
a ride.”
In an instant, Duo
was behind him and had his arms wrapped around him. Quatre could feel that he
was hard. He wanted to believe that it was because of him. “Hmm… If I would
take you for a ride…” There was a soft hiss, and the arms tightened for a
moment. “You wouldn’t know what day it was. You wouldn’t know what year it was.
You wouldn’t even remember your own name.”
“Duo!” Quatre
gasped. In the mirror, he could see himself blushing fiercely. “Don’t… say such
things.”
It was wildly
erotic, the way Duo grazed his nose against Quatre’s
cheek and pressed his groin against Quatre’s ass.
Quatre couldn’t
stop the moan rising from his throat. He felt his knees go weak, and all he
wanted to do, was to sink into Duo’s strong arms. “You shouldn’t be doing
this,” he whimpered.
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