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Satisfied	By : YojiKato Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3493 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Wufei grunted as his back was pushed to the wall, a strong hand pressed flat to his chest. He looked over to see Heero in a similar position except he had Duo's forearm pressed to him with the bandaged hand resting on his shoulder. He also had Duo's tongue halfway down his throat in a dominating kiss that had soft, muffled whimpers coming from the shorter man.
Wufei licked his lips in anticipation as he watched the pair. Water washed over them, slicking their skin and making the outline of their muscles more prominent. Waves of chestnut silk cascaded down Duo's back to his knees and Heero fisted his hands in it.
Duo pulled back slightly to change angles, exposing their wrestling tongues to Wufei's greedy eyes. He groaned softly. Duo pressed his thigh between Heero's legs firmly and his back arched into Duo's chest, hands moving to grip his shoulders.
Wufei bit his lip as Heero bucked against the thigh. The sounds the other Asian was making sent tingles down his spine and the abject display of dominance Duo projected made his stomach flutter. He reached over to put his hand over the length rising up and down on Duo's thigh and squeezed.
Heero's fingers tightened on Duo's shoulders and he dropped his head back as he came. Duo bit Heero's lip gently as he pulled away and the other man slid down the wall, trembling legs unable to hold him. Duo turned with a smirk to Wufei who licked his lips, chest rising and falling quickly with excited pants.
His eyes slid closed as Duo took his lips in a forceful kiss that he felt all the way down to his toes. He put his hands to Duo's hips, but his wrists were caught up in his left hand and pushed against the tile above his head. His whimper was swallowed into the mouth on his. Duo pulled away slightly and ran his lips down his neck.
“I'm in charge now,” he whispered huskily.
Wufei shivered and tilted his head to the side to allow better access. His eyes slit open and fell on Heero who still sat in the floor, watching the pair with lust hazed eyes. Their gazes met and held as Duo lapped at his neck and pressed his thigh to Wufei's erection as he had Heero's.
His lids tried to close but he forced them to remain open so he could watch Heero watching him. His erection became almost painful as lips returned to capture his own. The hand holding his wrists moved, but he kept his hands up. Duo pulled him slightly from the wall, hand guiding his hips to rock against his thigh.
He moaned, head falling back as the friction increased. “That's it, Fei,” Duo murmured against his neck. “Cum for me.”
He dropped his arms to the top of his head as he climaxed, covering Duo's thigh with stream after stream. With one last nip to his lips, Duo released him and he, like Heero, slid to the floor, water washing away the proof of their climax. Duo smirked down at them, palming his straining erection as he waited for Wufei to recover.
When both men looked up to him he leaned his back to the wall, out from under the spray of the water. “Come here.”
Heero and Wufei, crawled the few feet and knelt in front of him. Heero licked his lips and Duo nodded. Without further prompting, they leaned forward, moving his hand out of the way and replacing it with mouths.
He shivered as the flat of two tongues fell to the base of his erection on either side and worked their way to the tip, lips touching briefly as they reached it. Heero worked at the head, alternately lapping and gently sucking; while Wufei sucked one of his balls into his mouth and rolled it around. He did the same to the other before laying light kisses and nipping softly at the base of Duo's length.
Duo's eyes slipped closed of their own accord at the talented mouths working on him. Lips closed tightly around him and slid down his erection while the suction returned to his balls, sending sharp pleasure through him. He forced his eyes open and almost came as he saw Heero and Wufei fingering each other.
He watched through narrowed eyes, shivering as their hips jerked sporadically and moans slid from them to send delicious vibrations tingling up his erection.
“That's it. Wufei, stand up and turn around.”
He did so immediately, bracing his hands to the wall under the shower head and spreading his feet to display his ass, shuddering as the water beat on his back and slid down the cleft of his ass. Both Heero and Duo groaned at the sight and Duo pushed the other man to stand behind him while he positioned himself. Heero slammed into Wufei in one smooth thrust, pulling a loud cry from the Chinese man.
“I'm not... gonna last long,” Wufei gasped.
Duo thrust his erection into Heero and paused for a moment. “Don't think any of us are.”
He began a maddening rhythm. Jabbing his hips harshly against Heero's and grounding into him. Wufei put his forearm to the wall and pressed his forehead to it as the hard length forcefully lunged into him rapidly. He wrapped his hand around his erection and gripped the base tightly, trying to hold off for as long as he could.
Heero changed the angle of his thrusts and Wufei's back arched. “Shit... shit... harder.”
Duo reached his hand up and grabbed the towel bar, setting his feet and praying they wouldn't fall in the slick tub as he complied to Wufei's demand. Heero reached under the Chinese man and began sliding his hand over the weeping erection.
“Let go,” he whispered into Wufei's ear, nibbling on his earlobe.
He released his hand and allowed Heero to stroke him. He heard Duo's grunt of release and a moment later Heero's seed was filling him. The pulsing cock rubbed his prostate hard and lights exploded behind his eyes as he came, back arching and head falling back.
Heero's eyes widened as he felt Wufei begin to fall and he wrapped his arms around the Chinese man's waist, lowering him to the floor of the tub. He leaned down to look into his face and then looked up to Duo in shock.
“Damn, did we kill him?” Duo asked as he shut off the water and knelt beside them.
“He passed out.”
Duo brushed the silken wet raven black hair from his flushed face. “Fei?” He patted his cheek. “Hey, Wufei, you all right?”
Black brows drew together before obsidian eyes fluttered open. He stared up at them silently for a moment. “Damn.”
Heero smirked. “You okay?”
“Yeah. But I'm pretty sure I won't be moving for the foreseeable future.”
Duo chuckled and turned the water back on to fill the tub as Heero shifted Wufei to sit in his lap. Duo soaped up a wash cloth and ran it over Wufei's chest and shoulders. The Chinese man hummed in appreciation and closed his eyes, little more than a rag doll in their hands as he allowed his lovers to bath him. He dozed for a bit, barely noticing as Heero helped Duo wash his hair and they cleaned themselves quickly. He woke as he was lifted from the tub, wrapped in a large towel, and carried back to the bedroom.
“Hn. We need to change the sheets.”
Duo nodded and leaned out the door, a towel around his neck and his loose hair the only thing covering him. “Hey, Quat!”
“Yeah?” the blond's voice drifted from the kitchen.
“Where are clean sheets?”
“You guys still aren't done?”
Duo snorted. “Yeah, but we about killed Fei. He needs some sleep and the sheets need changing.”
Wufei figured he should have been mortified, but he was too tired to put that much effort into it, so he merely snuggled further into Heero's chest and sighed contentedly.
Heero chuckled. “You're like a kitten, aren't you?”
Duo ran out into the hall and returned quickly with fresh sheets. Heero sat Wufei in the chair in the corner and helped Duo make the bed. By the time they were done, Wufei was sound asleep. Heero moved him to the bed and pulled on his pants while Duo grabbed a brush from the bathroom and sat on the edge of the bed, draping his hair over his shoulder.
“Would you like help?”
He looked to Heero. “Yeah. It's damn near impossible to tackle it with one hand.”
Heero took the brush and knelt to his knees, gathering the damp mass in his hands and working the knots out. Duo unwrapped the wet bandages on his hand and dabbed his palm with the towel.
The brush paused and Heero grabbed his hand, gaping at the large gash that ran from just underneath his first finger to a little above his wrist. “What happened?”
“A bitch shoved me into a saw.”
“Why?”
He shrugged. “Jealous that two fags are better on a saw than she is.”
Heero's face darkened. “She almost cost you your hand because she doesn't like gays?”
“Pretty much.”
“I hope you had her arrested.”
He nodded. “Yeah, and she plead guilty and has to cover all my medical expenses and the time I'm laid off work.”
He released Duo's hand and returned to brushing his hair. “I'm sorry.”
“It could've been worse.”
Heero moved to sit behind Duo after all the knots were out and ran his fingers through it. Neither said a word for the better part of thirty minutes before Heero broke the silence. “Is there a reason you keep your hair so long?”
He looked over his shoulder. “Yeah. In memory of the first person who treated me like I was worth something.”
Heero smiled. “I can understand that.”
“Oh yeah, you were adopted, weren't you?”
He nodded.
“How'd your parents die?”
His hands stilled in Duo's hair. “They didn't,” he said quietly.
Duo turned fully to face him. “Then where are they?”
He dropped his eyes to the hair in his hands. “Jail.”
“What?” The shocked gasp woke Wufei and he sat up, looking from one to the other.
“What's going on?”
Heero sighed and raked a hand through his messy hair. “My biological parents are in jail.” He slid from the bed and grabbed his shirt from the floor. “Murder.”
Duo's jaw dropped. “Who did they kill?”
He dropped his eyes to the floor. “I'd rather not go into that.”
Duo bit his lip, not sure what to say. “Heero?”
He shrugged. “We all have stuff in our past that sucks. My life is good now so why dwell on it?”
Duo shook his head. “You're one strong son of a bitch.”
He smirked. “And hungry, too. Would you like to go get something to eat?”
“From the smell of things, I'd say Trowa's cooking.” He swiped his pants from the floor and looked to Wufei. “You want to eat or sleep?”
He pulled his pants on. “Eat. I'm famished.”
They moved into the kitchen and found Trowa piling freshly made pancakes high on a plate while Quatre sipped coffee at the table. Duo stared at the blond for a long moment.
“What?”
He shook his head. “Never seen you without the make up. You know how innocent you look like that? You almost look like a little kid.”
“I don't know that I'd go that far,” Trowa said as he set the pancakes on the table next to a plate of bacon and a bowl of eggs. “Help yourselves, gentlemen.”
Duo loaded his plate down and poured himself a glass of orange juice.
“By the way, Duo,” Quatre said sweetly.
“Hm?” He took a big drink.
“Did I hear you scream 'harder' earlier?”
He spit half the drink onto the floor as he choked. Wufei patted his back, biting his lip to keep from grinning as he looked to Quatre. “I don't think we want to go into details on our sex lives, do we?”
The blond nodded. “Oh, I very much do.”
Trowa rolled his eyes. “Pervert.”
“And you've never once complained.”
He cocked his head to the side, giving his lover a flat look. “Never? Really? Need I remind you about last weekend?”
He smiled prettily. “You weren't complaining by the end of the night. In fact, you seemed quite happy.”
He pursed his lips and sipped his coffee. That was entirely beside the point. “Do we have anything planned for today?”
“My father wants us to go to the opening of that new art gallery.” He looked to the other three. “Would you like to go?”
Duo raised an eyebrow. “Art?... I think I'll pass.”
Wufei snorted. “It would do you some good to expose yourself to something a little higher class.”
He leered over the table. “What are you talking about? I was quite recently very much exposed to Heero, and I'd say he counts as high class.”
Heero leaned his elbow on the table and studied the brunette. “Have you ever been to an art gallery, Duo?”
He grinned. “We used to hang up the pictures we did in art class in the cafeteria at the orphanage. Does that count?”
“No. I think we should go. It'll be fun.”
Duo, sensing he was outnumbered, groaned. “Fine, but next weekend we're going to a ball game or something. I may be queer but I'm not a femme. No offense, Quat.”
The blond pouted. “I'm not femme.”
They all raised their eyebrows as they took in his prim pose on the chair, knees crossed and cup held in both hands. He adjusted the lavender robe he wore and cleared his throat. “Okay, well I'm not THAT big of a femme. Besides, Duo, art has nothing to do with gay or straight. And what does sports have to do with anything?”
“Nothing really. I'm just not into art showings and operas. If I go to the gallery today...” He tapped his chin as he thought, a slow grin spreading his face that made the others slightly nervous. “You have to go camping with us next weekend.”
His brows drew together. “Is that all? Not a problem. I'm pretty sure the cabin is free-”
Duo shook his head. “No cabin. No running water or bathroom. We're sleeping in sleeping bags and tents.”
Blue eyes widened impossibly. “On the ground? Outside!?”
“Yep. And bathing in a river.”
Trowa's face didn't change, but the tightness around his lips proved that he was forcing back a smile. Wufei felt somewhat sorry for the poor blond. Quatre didn't act like a snob and never judged anyone according to money, but he was very much pampered. Just the thought of him baiting a fishing hook about made him fall in the floor laughing. As it was, he simply turned his head to look away.
“What do you say, Quat?”
He chewed his lip, eyes darting to Trowa. He recognized the too tightly controlled expression and slapped his lover's shoulder with the back of his hand. “What are you laughing at?”
“Quatre, I love you. Let Duo off the hook. You know you wouldn't last five minutes in the great outdoors.” And that officially set the deal.
Blue eyes hardened and he looked to Duo. “All right. You come to the opening tonight, in a formal suit, and I'll go camping next weekend.”
Duo grinned and returned to eating. It was a tad cruel. After all, going to an art showing would be boring, but he could find ways to entertain himself. Camping for Quatre was probably going to be torture... for the blond. It was going to be hilarious for him.
******
Several hours later, the five were milling among a myriad of people celebrating the opening of the gallery. Duo had to admit that it wasn't quite as bad as he'd thought it'd be. Some of the artwork was pretty interesting. One in particular caught his attention. He'd stared at the abstract for ten minutes before elbowing Heero.
“Hey, you see anything in that?”
Heero and Wufei followed his gaze and studied the painting. All three raised eyebrows.
“I think we've got a fangirl here or one happy homo.” He tilted his head to the side and raised his finger to follow several of the lines. “Think you can get in that position, Fei?”
He blushed. “Duo!”
Heero chuckled. “I bet he could.”
“Hm.” Duo nodded. “We'd need some tools, though.”
“And lots of loosening up first.”
“Would you two cut it out?”
Duo grinned and threw an arm over Wufei's shoulder, kissing his temple. “You know, I was wrong, art can be fun.”
“I see you're enjoying my painting.”
They turned to the man who walked up to them. Duo looked from him to the painting and back again. “Can I ask what your inspiration was?”
He nodded and pointed to a tall brunette speaking with several other patrons. “He's been my inspiration for years.”
“Ah. Is he an artist, also?” Heero asked.
“No, he's a novelist.”
“Oh, really?” Wufei asked, always interested in finding new reading material. “What genre does he write?”
He winked. “Gay erotica.”
If Wufei's face turned any redder he was sure it'd melt off. “Excuse me.”
They watched him disappear into the crowd and exchanged a look. “Did I offend him?”
Duo shook his head. “No, he's just... he gets easily embarrassed when sex is brought up and we were kinda already teasing him.”
“Oh, I see. It must be interesting to have a shy lover.” He looked from Heero to Duo, trying to figure out exactly who was with who.
Duo threw his arm over Heero's shoulder. “Yeah, we love it.”
His eyes widened. “Oh dear.” He turned and walked toward his lover, muttering something under his breath about inspiration.
“I think you may have propelled him into his next big masterpiece.”
Duo smirked. “I think we need to go find Fei before he decides to leave or something.”
TBC......
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