Untitled for now
Untitled for now
Author: Vega-Laka aka little chibi demon
Warnings: my first 3x4 lemon (woo! throws confetti)
PWP lemon, Quatre loses his virginity to Trowa.
Pairings: 3x4, 2x1, 5x? ( dunno who it’s gonna be yet.)
Beta: Ryoko
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Note: I wrote this purely for practice so if it sucks gomen, and if it sounds familiar
I was reading a lot of romance novels at the time and some of the story lines kinda rubbed
off. This is not plagiarism really! If you can figure out which novels I read then good for
you and please tell me what they are because I really can’t remember.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the boys, I just like to play with them (hee hee) and I do promise to put them back when I am done. This is a PWP I am not responsible if anything resembling a plot manages to creep in.
On with the lemon for all you hentais, you know who you are!
By Vel
Trowa stood beside the bed and removed his clothing. His boots hit the hard wood floor
with a soft thud. Quatre wanted to look away but he could not tear his eyes away from the scene before him.
It was no secret that he had seen other naked men before but none could even compare to Trowa. The man was tall, lean but not skinny. His chest was taut, smooth
and nearly hairlesshis shoulders broad and well defined.
Quatre’s gaze lowered.
There standing proudly erect in a nest of cinnamon curls was Trowa’s cock, and the
pulsing organ seemed to grow even larger as Quatre eyed it hungrily.
“ I hope you like what you see.” Trowa said softly.
Quatre blushed at being caught staring and raised his sea foam eyes to Trowa’s
emerald ones.
“You’re huge… I mean I didn’t know you would be so big.” Quatre stammered.
Trowa’s green eyes glittered with what Quatre could only interpret as anticipation.
The tall pilot stretched out on the bed along side Quatre.
“There is a lot you don’t know about me, but I hope you will learn more very soon.”
Trowa stated gently then kissed the small blond pilot softly.
Quatre felt extraordinary heat emanating from Trowa as the pair kissed hungrily.
Trowa cupped Quatre’s cheek as his tongue sought entry of Quatre’s moist cavern.
The soft pink lips opened and the tongue darted inward tasting the sweet ambrosia of
the sweet and previously untouched territory.
The hot thrust of Trowa’s tongue sent shivers down Quatre’s spine, the blond was on
fire with passion, as Trowa shifted to taste Quatre’s throat, his collar bone, trailing
downward to his rosy nipples, inciting them to firmness. Trowa’s hands were not idle,
either. While his tongue and mouth were busy, his fingers were ghosting over
Quatre’s milky, near flawless skin. They stroked over the Arabs hips and thighs,
teasing gently until they found their goal.
“Oh, Allah! Trowa what are you doing to me?!” Quatre gasped.
“Shh, Kitten.” Trowa whispered the wrapped a calloused hand around Quatre’s
dripping arousal, pumping it slowly three or four times. Quatre arched up, his back
curving almost double.
“Ahh, Trowa. Trowa!”
“Come for me now, Kitten. I know you are ready.” Trowa coaxed softly, though his
voice was husky with the need for his own release.
“Almost…almost…” Quatre panted breathlessly. Trowa leaned over the panting
blond again and flicked his tongue over the boys over sensitized right nipple. That was
all it took.
“ TROWA!!!!!!!!!!” Quatre screamed his body arching, taut as a bow string, belly rippling as his seed burst forth in a creamy eruption, his essence splattering all over his chest, belly, thighs and Trowa’s hand, and those fingers continued to pump every
drop from him even as he collapsed into a boneless heap of sated jelly on the cool cotton sheets.
He was still trembling from the force of his climax as Trowa scooped up some of the
seed and used it to prepare his virgin lover for entry.
“This is your first time, Koi." Trowa said, his voice, tight with need, flowing over Quatre's overloaded senses. "You’re so tight. I don’t want to hurt you, so I will try to make this as painless as possible."
Quatre was beyond all rational thought: His body was still quivering with the aftershocks
of his orgasm. He stiffened however, when Trowa nudged his knees apart and probed
his seed-slick, stretched opening with the tip of hislarge arousal.
“Try to relax, please. I don’t want to hurt you and if you are tense it will be more painful.”
Quatre nodded and drew a deep breath, but despite his best efforts he was still
too tense. If Trowa were to enter now it would be painful, not only for Quatre
but for Trowa as well.
“Kiss me, Kitten.” Quatre arched his neck up and captured Trowa’s lips with his own. While Quatre was distracted by the kiss, Trowa eased his hardness inside
the virgin channel, his entry was eased by Quatre's seed.
Quatre broke the kiss and arched his back. A soft moan escaping his sweet pink
lips.
Suddenly the pleasure he felt turned to pain as Trowa slid deeper into previously
un-stretched territory.
" Stop! It hurts!" Quatre cried out in protest, trying to shove Trowa away.
" The pain will go away soon, I promise." Trowa said gently as he eased Quatre's
thin thighs apart then thrust himself in to the hilt in one swift motion.
Quatre's mouth fell open in a silent scream and tears coursed down his suddenly
pale cheeks.
" Shhh, Kitten. I'm sorry but this pain will end. It's okay. Just try and relax."
Trowa murmured quietly, kissing Quatre's closed eyes.
Quatre felt as if he had been torn apart, his lower body burning and throbbing
in pain.
He could hear Trowa's soft murmurs and could fill the tall pilots hardness filling him.
Gradually the pain eased and was slowly replaced with that pleasure that he had felt
before. He opened his eyes and encountered concern filled emerald ones. But Quatre
was shocked by what else he saw.
Beads of sweat dotted Trowa's forehead, the tendons were strained into sharp relief
against he neck and his lips were pulled into a grimace.
" Trowa? Are you alright?"
" Can I move now?" Trowa asked through clenched teeth.
Quatre moved his hips gently and was surprised by how little pain he felt now.
" It's not as painful. I think you can move now."
" Oh, thank the Gods." Trowa breathed and gently began rocking in the tight, hot
channel.Trowa then shifted experimentally and hit Quatre's prostate, dead on.
The little blond screamed in ecstasy as the last of his discomfort melted away in the
blinding white light that exploded behind his eyes.
Quatre's nails scraped Trowa's broad shoulders as his body writhed from the wave of
new sensations. The movement caused the HeavyArms pilot to hasten his thrusts, hitting that special spot inside his lover as often as he could.
Quatre was drowning in pleasure as he clung to Trowa for dear life.
The end was nearly upon them and a great abyss opened up, threatening to engulf
them. Wanting them to come together, Trowa wrapped his hand around Quatre's
renewed arousal and pumped it in time with his thrusts, once...twice.
That was all it took and with a sharp cry Quatre fell into that abyss, his orgasm
triggering Trowa's, pulling him into the abyss as well.
The pair lay tangled and sweaty, panting heavily, basking in the afterglow.
Their relaxed state did not last long.
A loud thumping was heard on the wall followed by another and another.
// Oh, fuck yes.//
Quatre giggled at the sound of Heero's lust filled voice as it sounded through the wall.
" I think we made Duo and Heero horny." Quatre chucked again as the thumps
on the wall grew louder and more frantic.
" Want to see if we can drown them out?" Trowa asked. Quatre simply nodded then
pounced, rolling Trowa beneath him and pinning him down.
" Hmmm, it seem that my Kitten has turned into a tiger." Trowa said huskily as
Quatre began to tease him once more into an aroused state.
TBC
Well, what did you think? Was it a lemon or a tangerine.
let me know!! Also if you think of a name for my PWP, let me know. I
might just use it!
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