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Custos	By : YojiKato Category: Gundam Wing/AC > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 691 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing nor any of its characters. I only own the original characters. And nobody's paying me to write this.

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Quatre plucked at the sheets in utter boredom. Upon Trowa and Heero's return, they, along with Wufei, went to research what the Custos was, while Duo helped Zechs up to his room to rest. The Chinese vampire had insisted that Quatre rest, but after an hour of lying down he felt much better and didn't really want to be confined in bed. He leaned back against the mound of pillows and closed his eyes, bringing Wufei to the forefront of his empathy. He smiled softly as determination and something close to contentment drifted from the man. He tried to get closer, as he had that night when he saw through his eyes, but instead, his vision provided images from the erotic dream he'd had.
His breath caught in his throat as he felt sudden desire rise in Wufei. He clenched his teeth, trying to let the Asian man know that such a union was not undesirable in the blond's eyes.
******
Wufei froze as he felt Quatre's touch in a way he never had before. He grit his teeth and leaned his hand on the desk as he tried to focus on the computer screen. Trowa glanced over with a raised eyebrow at the sudden change in Wufei's scent. He cleared his throat.
“I think Quatre's calling for you.”
“Hm.” His fists tightened and Heero put a hand on his shoulder.
“You won't hurt him. You need each other.”
Wufei swallowed and left the room. He moved up to the third floor in a daze, allowing the feelings Quatre sent to wash over him. He pushed the door open and found the blond lying on top of the comforter, only clothed in a pair of silk pajama bottoms. His skin was flushed and his chest rising with heavy gasps. The blond sat up, licking his lips as he gazed at him.
“Wufei.”
He was on the bed before his name had fully fallen from the blond's lips. He tipped his chin up to capture the full lips with his own. Quatre whimpered as their tongues clashed and explored each other's mouths with all the desire inside them. Wufei slid his hand over the soft skin of his stomach. Quatre pulled his lips from Wufei's, chest heaving.
“I had a dream.”
Wufei pulled Quatre to straddle his lap and looked up into lust darkened eyes. “You understand all that it means? You'll never age. You'll have to leave your family behind. If I die... so will you.”
Quatre put his hand to Wufei's cheek, running his thumb across his lips. “I saved myself for you,” he whispered.
Wufei groaned and pushed Quatre to the mattress. He trailed his lips over his firm, tone chest, paying extra attention to each rosy nipple until Quatre was practically sobbing with need. He moved down the taut stomach, sliding the pajama bottoms down long, smooth legs. He kissed his way back up silken thighs.
“Fei, please.”
He sat back and stared down at the untouched body displayed before him and it took all the restraint he had not to rush and slam into him. “We need lotion or something.”
“There's massage oil in the nightstand,” he said quietly.
Wufei reached over and pulled the bottle out of the drawer and slid out of his clothes before stretching over Quatre again. He took the blond's lips in a searing kiss as he slid his hand down his side and lifted his thigh till his foot was flat on the mattress. He slid a slick finger over the puckered entrance before pressing it in.
Quatre gasped and clenched his eyes shut. Wufei brushed blond bangs from his forehead and kissed his temple.
“It's all right. Try and relax.” He kissed Quatre and felt the blond slowly relax. He waited until all discomfort left Quatre's face and added another finger.
Quatre lost himself in Wufei's kiss as he became adjusted to the fingers inside him. Stars suddenly exploded behind his eyelids as the fingers hit something inside of him. He gasped and rocked back against them, trying to hit the spot again.
Judging Quatre ready, Wufei removed his fingers and moved to settle between Quatre's thighs. He slicked his length and positioned himself. Darkened blue eyes slit open and met obsidian. He nodded and Wufei pushed in slowly.
“Stay relaxed. This is the most painful part.”
Quatre took a slow breath and blew it out between kiss-swollen lips. Once the head was in the intense burn faded. Wufei leaned down to capture his lips and began a slow rhythm, trailing his lips down Quatre's neck. He shifted the angle and Quatre's back arched and he pressed back onto Wufei.
Soon Quatre's moans filled the room and his hands clenched on the pillow beneath his head as heat coiled even tighter in the pit of his stomach. Wufei lifted the blond's hips for deeper penetration, the silken walls caressing him and taking him higher and higher.
A new sensation began tingling in Quatre and he opened his eyes. “Fei?”
He smiled softly and nibble Quatre's ear. “It's starting,” he whispered. He moved his lips down his neck to the spot where he'd marked him and bit.
Quatre tightened his fists as the duel sensations of the feeding and impending orgasm assailed him. Constant whimpers fell from him as wave after wave of pure ecstasy washed through his body until he felt he was nothing but a mass of over sensitized nerves. He came without his erection ever being touched.
Wufei shivered at the tightening around his length and he released inside the blond. Quatre's back arched and his mouth dropped in a scream of exquisite pleasure-pain that had him coming again. It coiled through him, spreading through his entire body.
He sagged boneless to the mattress, body trembling with the new sensations running through it. His eyes remained glazed as he was cleaned and redressed. Wufei sat on the edge of the bed, running his fingers through Quatre's hair and watching as slow breaths parted through perfect kiss-swollen lips. After several minutes, thick black lashes closed and reopened and crystal clear eyes focused on Wufei.
A soft smile raised Quatre's lips. “Wow.”
Wufei leaned down and kissed his forehead. “How are you feeling?”
Quatre thought for a moment. “It's strange. I feel... more alive than I ever have, but I don't think I'll be moving anytime soon.”
Wufei nodded. “It'll take a few hours for your body to adjust.”
Quatre licked his lips. “Will you have to teach me how to use this...?” He wasn't sure what to call it.
He shook his head. “You're connected to me now, so if you ever have to use it, how to will come naturally to you.”
He gazed at Wufei silently. It had been everything the dream had promised, and now nothing outside of death could separate them. He could feel Wufei much stronger than he'd ever been able to through simply his empathy.
'Do you need anything?'
'Just you.' Quatre's eyes widened and Wufei grinned.
'This is as close as you can get to another person.'
“Oh my,” Quatre said out loud. “I forgot you said something about being able to read thoughts. Can you read any of them?”
“Only if we purposely open up. Otherwise it's only projected thoughts.”
“Hm.” He smiled softly. 'Lay with me for a while?'
Wufei stretched out on the bed and pulled Quatre into his arms.
******
Trowa sat back from the computer and stared with narrowed eyes at the unhelpful screen. He glanced to Heero who was frowning.
“Just as frustrating as searching for Wufei. And I don't think we have four years to spare on this one.”
Trowa nodded. “Do you think Jason would know anything?”
He thought for a moment. “I don't know, but it couldn't hurt to ask.” He sat at the vid-phone and waited as the call was connected. Trowa moved to stand behind him.
A smiling face and sparkling blue eyes greeted him. “Trowa! Heero! I haven't heard from you in ages!”
He rolled his eyes. “We talked last week, old man.”
Jason laughed. “Who are you calling old? I don't look a day over twenty-five.”
Heero shrugged. “Doesn't change the fact you're well over five hundred.”
He chuckled. “What can I do for you?”
“Have you ever heard of something called the Custos?”
His brows drew together. “The word itself is Latin. Means keeper.”
He nodded. “That's about all we've found out.”
Jason leaned forward. “What have you gotten yourself into now?”
He took a breath and informed the man of all that had happened over the previous days. By the end, Jason was pacing.
“Bad idea to get mixed up with vampires, my boy. Why is it every time I turn around you're getting yourself caught up into wars?”
Heero huffed. “I didn't exactly have a choice with the first one.”
Jason stopped pacing and put his hands to the back of the chair he had vacated. “There is always a choice, Heero.”
He cleared his throat. “Let me rephrase that, I believed in the cause. The same as I believe in this one. You wouldn't seriously sit back and allow humans to be enslaved.”
He sighed. “No, I wouldn't.” He sat back down and studied Heero. “You're just like your mother, right down to that damn stubborn streak.”
Heero smiled. “Thank you, but I believe she got that from you.”
“Possibly.” He waved his hand. “All right, I'll see what I can find out about this Custos thing. Keep in touch and try not to get yourself killed.”
He snorted. “I'll try.”
Jason smiled softly. “Take care.”
“I will, grandfather.” He clicked the phone off and sat back. “Well, maybe he can think of something we didn't.”
“Probably. He does have a few years’ experience on us.”
Trowa and Heero glanced to the door as a loud cry escaped the room across from theirs. “Quatre should invest in soundproof walls.”
Heero snorted.
“But you know they've got the right idea.” Trowa put his hand on Heero's shoulder and leaned down to kiss him. He bit his lover's bottom lip and swiped his tongue across it before delving into the recesses of Heero's mouth. He moaned as long, elegant fingers slid underneath his shirt to tease his nipples. He tilted his head back as Trowa's lips left his and trailed down his neck.
“What's gotten into you all of a sudden?” he asked breathlessly. “Not that I'm complaining.”
Trowa pulled Heero up from the chair and pushed him to the floor, straddling his midsection as he tugged at Heero's shirt over his head. “Sorry, the... scent from them is a little overwhelming.”
Heero's eyes widened as he felt Trowa's already hard length through his jeans. “I thought I could ignore it, but...” He rocked himself against Heero, capturing his lips again.
They had lived relatively reclusive lives for quite a while, and as such, Heero had no warning that the sex life of someone in their near proximity would set Trowa's own instincts off. His thought process came to a stuttering halt as Trowa cupped his length through his pants and slid down his body to lay a kiss to the covered flesh before blowing on it hotly. Trowa smirked and inhaled deeply.
“You know something interesting?” he murmured as he unzipped Heero's pants and pulled them down, releasing the hardening erection.
“Hm?”
“You release pheromones when you get excited.”
He let his eyes slip closed as Trowa rubbing his palm over him. “So do you.”
“You just know that because I told you. You can't smell them. But...” he slid back up Heero's now naked body. “I can smell you.” He took a nipple between his lips, biting softly and lapping at it.
Heero arched into the touch. “That right?”
“Hm.”
Trowa pushed up and crossed to the nightstand, stripping as he went. He bent over to pull a tube out of the drawer and heat pressed to his back as rough kisses descended down his neck to the juncture of his shoulder. Heero pulled the tube from his hand and pushed him to the bed. Trowa assumed his favorite position, whether he topped or bottomed. He raised his ass high and gripped the headboard.
Heero groaned and quickly coated his fingers. If Trowa had his way, the only preparation would be to lube Heero's erection before slamming in, but he refused to take him that roughly. He scissored two fingers inside Trowa.
“Now, Heero.”
“Patience is a virtue.”
Trowa glanced over his shoulder with a raised eyebrow and squeezed his muscles tight around the fingers. Heero shivered and pulled them out, entering him fully with a quick thrust. His head fell back and he hissed through his teeth. He slammed back against Heero's thrusts, his grunts almost growls of pleasure. He dropped his arms to the mattress and pressed his forehead to the pillow.
He moved one hand to wrap around his length, pumping himself in time with Heero's movements. The room was filled with his gasping breaths, Heero's grunts, and the headboard banging against the wall. He tightened the walls around Heero's length, pulling a strangled moan from his lover as he picked up the pace even quicker.
Heero bent forward, biting his lover's shoulder as he released inside him. Trowa followed a moment later with a heavy groan. He smiled softly as Heero laid kisses to his shoulder and the back of his neck.
******
A smirk graced Zechs' lips as he watched his lover pace the room.
“You'd think someone released a damn aphrodisiac in house or something,” he grumbled. “All they've done all night is screw.”
Zechs chuckled. “That's not true. There were several trips to the kitchen.” He tilted his head to the side. “You know, we could've added our own scene to the frenzy.”
Duo gave Zechs a flat stare. “For one thing, you slept for most of the night, and for the other... we both know why that hasn't happened yet.”
Zechs rolled his eyes. “Right, if you would just be reasonable-”
Duo shook his head. “No. No. NO! I am not a bottom!”
“Well, neither am I!”
A door banged open in the hall. “Shit!” Trowa's voice exclaimed. “The house is on fire!”
Duo yanked the door open. “You gotta be shittin' me!” He looked at his watch and swallowed as Zechs came up behind him and Quatre and Wufei leaned out their door. It was after sunrise. All eyes fell to the vampire.
TBC....
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