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Bathroom
A/N Took a lil while to get up, sorry bout that, but I hope you enjoy :D
Warnings: Hmm, well, blowjob, teasing, toy mention…not too much this chapter.
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Eleven times…seriously? They usually only went five times…unless they had missed one of their lovers, but they still only went to seven or eight. No matter how hard he got, after the fourth time, he just couldn’t force himself to cum again. He couldn’t do it that many times, that close together. He just couldn’t wrap his mind around being able to go that many times in a row.
Sighing as he pulled himself out of bed at sunrise, Wufei frowned. This was the first time since being a child that he could honestly say that he didn’t want to get up. Tugging his sleeping pants on he walked down the hall to the bathroom and was surprised to find the door shut. Well, there was only one person that would be up this early…and he really needed to go before he started his katas. Knocking quietly on the door, he waited, wondering if Heero had heard him.
“You said you weren’t going to get up yet.” Wufei was shocked when the door was pulled open and he was caught in a pair of arms. Bare arms…that were connected to a bare chest he realized.
“Yu-Yuy?”
“Chang?” Heero dropped his arms before continuing. “I thought you were Duo.” Strangely enough, Wufei found that he really didn’t mind if he was mistaken for the violet eyed boy if he was pulled into the other pilot like that. “Did you need something?” Heero asked as he stepped back to what he was previously doing and turned on the shower. The dark eyed boy felt his eyes widen in shock as he realized exactly what was in dried patches covering Heero’s body.
“Ba-bathroom.”
He knew he shouldn’t do it, but he couldn’t help himself. Heero bit his lip, glad he was facing away from the Chinese. He took a deep breath and let it out quietly as he pushed his boxers down. Heero could hear the quiet gasp from the other boy and couldn’t hold back his smile as he stepped into the shower and closed the clear glass door behind himself.
“Don’t let me stop you.” Wufei gave an audible swallow before stepping into the bathroom.
“It wasn’t like he didn’t know the Asian was attractive, but as he stepped to the toilet and realized he could watch Heero in the mirror he couldn’t help himself, he couldn’t take his eyes off of him. He wasn’t sure how long he just stood there after he was done, with his pants under his hips and his hand wrapped around his growing erection. Heero turned around to rinse the shampoo out of his hair and had to bite the inside of his cheek. He had felt the onyx eyes on his backside and knew he was being watched even now.
Heero thought back to the previous night, if Chang got off while listening, he should really see what he was missing. Thinking back, Heero let his mind wander over what he had seen. Duo wanted to perform for them, and he did a damn good job of it. He had started out in the middle of the bed, riding the toy like he had ridden Trowa.
He felt himself harden as he replayed the rest of the show. Duo had leaned forward, braced his weight on his shoulders and lifted his ass in the air, giving them all a better view. Heero sighed as he felt himself fully harden. Casting a quick glance toward the mirror, he was glad to see the Asian’s eyes were glued below his waist. He could barely suppress his groan when he realized Wufei’s hand was slowly moving back and forth.
Hearing a knock at the door, Heero was disappointed when that brought Chang out of his daze and he realized what he was doing. Heero watched as he quickly fixed his pants and slipped past Trowa. The Japanese boy waited patiently for the green eyed boy to join him.
“What was-”
“Don’t speak, wait thirty seconds then suck me.” Trowa watched as Heero closed his eyes. He was going to ask the Asian what Chang was doing, but was told not to speak. Trowa smirked as he dropped to his knees and kissed the Asian’s hip.
He knew that Heero was thinking of the Chinese. Hell, Trowa had seen the flush on his skin and the tent in his pants as he rushed out of the room. Then walking in and seeing his lover standing under the water with his cock at full attention only made his curiosity that much more intrigued.
Knowing the blue eyed boy was playing out a fantasy in his mind, Trowa smirked, he seriously doubted Wufei would know how to go about giving head and he really did want to make this as realistic as he possibly could. The reasons for what he had seen would just have to come later.
Warnings: Hmm, well, blowjob, teasing, toy mention…not too much this chapter.
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Eleven times…seriously? They usually only went five times…unless they had missed one of their lovers, but they still only went to seven or eight. No matter how hard he got, after the fourth time, he just couldn’t force himself to cum again. He couldn’t do it that many times, that close together. He just couldn’t wrap his mind around being able to go that many times in a row.
Sighing as he pulled himself out of bed at sunrise, Wufei frowned. This was the first time since being a child that he could honestly say that he didn’t want to get up. Tugging his sleeping pants on he walked down the hall to the bathroom and was surprised to find the door shut. Well, there was only one person that would be up this early…and he really needed to go before he started his katas. Knocking quietly on the door, he waited, wondering if Heero had heard him.
“You said you weren’t going to get up yet.” Wufei was shocked when the door was pulled open and he was caught in a pair of arms. Bare arms…that were connected to a bare chest he realized.
“Yu-Yuy?”
“Chang?” Heero dropped his arms before continuing. “I thought you were Duo.” Strangely enough, Wufei found that he really didn’t mind if he was mistaken for the violet eyed boy if he was pulled into the other pilot like that. “Did you need something?” Heero asked as he stepped back to what he was previously doing and turned on the shower. The dark eyed boy felt his eyes widen in shock as he realized exactly what was in dried patches covering Heero’s body.
“Ba-bathroom.”
He knew he shouldn’t do it, but he couldn’t help himself. Heero bit his lip, glad he was facing away from the Chinese. He took a deep breath and let it out quietly as he pushed his boxers down. Heero could hear the quiet gasp from the other boy and couldn’t hold back his smile as he stepped into the shower and closed the clear glass door behind himself.
“Don’t let me stop you.” Wufei gave an audible swallow before stepping into the bathroom.
“It wasn’t like he didn’t know the Asian was attractive, but as he stepped to the toilet and realized he could watch Heero in the mirror he couldn’t help himself, he couldn’t take his eyes off of him. He wasn’t sure how long he just stood there after he was done, with his pants under his hips and his hand wrapped around his growing erection. Heero turned around to rinse the shampoo out of his hair and had to bite the inside of his cheek. He had felt the onyx eyes on his backside and knew he was being watched even now.
Heero thought back to the previous night, if Chang got off while listening, he should really see what he was missing. Thinking back, Heero let his mind wander over what he had seen. Duo wanted to perform for them, and he did a damn good job of it. He had started out in the middle of the bed, riding the toy like he had ridden Trowa.
He felt himself harden as he replayed the rest of the show. Duo had leaned forward, braced his weight on his shoulders and lifted his ass in the air, giving them all a better view. Heero sighed as he felt himself fully harden. Casting a quick glance toward the mirror, he was glad to see the Asian’s eyes were glued below his waist. He could barely suppress his groan when he realized Wufei’s hand was slowly moving back and forth.
Hearing a knock at the door, Heero was disappointed when that brought Chang out of his daze and he realized what he was doing. Heero watched as he quickly fixed his pants and slipped past Trowa. The Japanese boy waited patiently for the green eyed boy to join him.
“What was-”
“Don’t speak, wait thirty seconds then suck me.” Trowa watched as Heero closed his eyes. He was going to ask the Asian what Chang was doing, but was told not to speak. Trowa smirked as he dropped to his knees and kissed the Asian’s hip.
He knew that Heero was thinking of the Chinese. Hell, Trowa had seen the flush on his skin and the tent in his pants as he rushed out of the room. Then walking in and seeing his lover standing under the water with his cock at full attention only made his curiosity that much more intrigued.
Knowing the blue eyed boy was playing out a fantasy in his mind, Trowa smirked, he seriously doubted Wufei would know how to go about giving head and he really did want to make this as realistic as he possibly could. The reasons for what he had seen would just have to come later.