Sometimes Lovers

Author: Links
Email: insane_shinomegami@yahoo.com

Pairings: 1x5, 5x2, 1x3, 5x1

Warnings: This fic is a little random, OOC for everyone – not much but well, you’ll see. Rampant guy hormones. In my opinion, the plot could be better – yet I am still satisfied with the outcome. Possible typos – I have a migraine, leave me alone…
May cause harm to illiterate personages.

Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing, the song, or anything of any great value. Don’t waste your time suing me ‘cos I don’t even have a bed at the moment.

Links Says: This interesting little piece of material popped itself into my head one night while Lele Chan and I were driving to the entertainers festival. The song (Figured You Out by Nickelback) came on the radio and Heero and Wufei popped into my head – The fic sort of just went wild when I started writing. I’m thinking about writing a series with a BDSM flavour – let me know what you think and as always, I hope you like it. ^_^ Please feel free to leave a comment, critisism (constructive or otherwise) is also welcome.


Sometimes Lovers
Written by Links for the happy personages of the fic world

I like your pants around your feet
I like the dirt that’s on your knees
I like the way you still say please
While you’re looking up at me
You’re like my favourite damn disease.

Black eyes held blue as Wufei slid his tongue up and down the length of Heero’s erection. Heero leaned harder against the wall, fingers tangled in the loose black silk of Wufei’s hair. A strangled cry of pleasure escaped Heero’s throat. Wufei hissed a warning. Heero’s grip tightened in Wufei’s hair as his body was engulfed in the first wave of orgasm.

Their eyes never left each other as Wufei cleaned the results of Heero’s pleasure from him. Heero couldn’t help but think how goddamned erotic the Chinese boy looked as his semi-limp cock slipped from Wufei’s lips.

Wufei stood up slowly, eyes still burning into Heero’s.

“You missed some.” Heero grunted, grabbing Wufei by the wrists, pulling him round and slamming his back into the wall.

Wufei snarled at Heero, eyeing the other boy as he moved in to lick the dribble of come from his lower lip.

Heero’s tongue teased the sticky flesh of Wufei’s mouth, savouring his own flavour on the luscious lips of his ‘sometimes’ lover. Wufei groaned quietly as Heero pressed his lips to his, tongue seeking access to his mouth. Still their eyes were locked.

Heero could feel Wufei shaking with his own need. He could smell the desire on him. Heero was beginning to like this dominant thing.

Deepening the kiss further, Heero ground his hips into Wufei’s straining erection causing the Chinese boy to break the kiss, a hiss escaped his kiss swollen lips, signalling his need.

“You like that?” Heero questioned in a low, lusty tone, lips barely grazing Wufei’s.

“Need you.” Wufei’s voice was desperate, pleading. He was beginning to hate the idea of being the subordinate. It was against everything Wufei stood for.

“You know what to do if you want it.” Heero smirked, slipping his fingers under the waistband of Wufei’s loose white pants, releasing the drawstring and allowing the soft cloth to fall gracefully to the floor around Wufei’s feet.

Wufei dropped to his knees, head falling forward, breaking eye contact for the first time since Heero had dragged him into the store room.

The other Pilots were somewhere in the hanger adjusting their Gundams, as Heero and Wufei had been doing before Heero had unceremoniously dragged Wufei into the small, dank room full of Gundam parts.

“So, little Wufei, what was it that you wanted from me?” Wufei was sure his eyeballs would bore holes into the very concrete beneath him as he felt the smirk cross Heero’s face.

“You know what I need bai chyr” Wufei spat at him, reverting back to his native tongue.

“Bai chyr? Last time I checked calling your master an idiot was highly unsatisfactory.” Wufei winced, hissing dangerously as Heero’s hand connected hard with his cheek.

“Now, what do you say?”

Heero took hold of Wufei’s chin, forcing eye contact between the two. “My apologies, sir. Please punish me in whatever way you see as fit.” His words were dripping with hatred for the boy playing at master. This was something he couldn’t take right now.

“Hn. Seeing as you were so disrespectful towards me, a little out of character even for you Wufei Chang, I would suggest that rather than treating your master like a piece of crap you show me how much it means that I give you pleasure by taking the time to pleasure yourself for me. It might make you appreciate what I do for you.”

Wufei jerked his head from Heero’s grip, humiliation burning his cheeks.

“Fine,” was his only reply as he began to pleasure himself.

Outside, they could hear the other boys approaching.

I love the places that we go
And I love the people that you know
And I love the way you can’t say ‘no’
Too many long times in a row
I love the powder on your nose

Wufei watched silently as Heero flipped the burgers on the barbecue. Duo was babbling a mile-a-minute in his ear and Trowa and Quatre were laughing at some joke the braided pilot had just told.

‘I can’t believe I lost that stupid bet to him. Why does he have to look so damn good right now? I can’t believe I made a bet in the first place. How am I going to last an entire week being…’

A sharp jab in the rib tore Wufei from his reverie in time to catch Heero’s eyes momentarily before he turned to face his assailant.

Duo sat there grinning. “So Wu-man, whaddya reckon?”

“I’m sorry, Duo, what was the question?” Wufei did his best to return Duo’s smile.

Duo rolled his eyes in mock exasperation. “You really were on another planet there weren’t you.” Giggling, he gave Wufei’s pony tail a rough tug drawing more giggles from the pair opposite.

Wufei glared at him. “Excuse me, I need to go inside for a minute.”

Duo’s face revealed his shock at Wufei’s uncharacteristic behaviour as Wufei made his way across the lawn.

The house was cool inside, the tiles on the kitchen floor caressed his hot bare feet as he padded silently towards the fridge. Once again he found himself lost in thought. Had the others seen him staring, lost in thought, at Heero? He assumed that even if they had it wouldn’t matter, it was highly unlikely that the other boys hadn’t noticed that they were fooling around together. They fucked each other in places they could quite easily be discovered and they were always disappearing together. It was the suspicion of the other pilots and the danger of getting caught that had made their interactions so exciting in the first place.

Only the other day had they nearly been caught, Wufei with his own cock in his hand, Heero, mouth clamped securely round the head of it to devour Wufei’s orgasm.

Duo had bound in along with Quatre and Trowa just as Wufei managed to yank his pants up and lean against the shelves behind him to hold them there, arms folded across his chest.

The look on Duo’s face had been priceless. He’d asked what was going on, with an all too knowing lilt to his voice, eyes drifting over Wufei’s body in a way which was all too familiar to the Chinese boy. He knew that Duo knew, absolutely, what was going on. He and Wufei had both enjoyed encounters like that one themselves. Trowa and Quatre were waiting for a reply, though and before he could say anything, Heero stepped in for him.

“Argument,” was the only word that came out of his mouth as he too crossed his arms over his chest.

Wufei smiled at the memory, pulling the jug of iced tea from the fridge. He’d not noticed Duo’s entrance in his nostalgia.

Leaning into a cupboard to pull out some glasses, he was startled by the light brush of fingertips over his bare back. He inhaled, holding his breath, body rigid. This touch, although familiar, did not belong to Heero.

Slowly he turned to face the boy, relaxing as he realized that it was only Duo.

“Ahh, sorry Wu, I didn’t mean to startle ya.” Duo’s voice betrayed an emotion Wufei had never heard from the American Pilot.

“Think nothing of it Duo, I’ve just been on edge lately, that is all.” Wufei avoided the other boys gaze.

“Yeah, I noticed.” A look of worry creased Duo’s face. “I came to apologise for before, you seemed kinda pissed when I yanked on your ponytail.”

Wufei was stunned. Duo had pulled on his ponytail countless times before and thought nothing of it, now he was concerned? Wufei was beginning to suspect that Duo had the wrong idea about his involvement with Heero.

“I mean, you left in such a hurry and, well, sorry.” Duo’s hand brushed Wufei’s shoulder, concern in his eyes.

Wufei shifted his gaze from Duo’s hand to his eyes, black meeting blue and narrowing distinctively before Wufei drove Duo backwards into a wall wrists pinned beside his head. “Why did you really come here Duo? Did you tell them something about me and Heero?”

“I came to make sure you’re ok Wu. The others no nothing, at least not from me, but I’m worried. I know what’s going on between you two, and I don’t like it.”

Wufei slammed Duo hard into the wall once more, knowing what his actions would do to the other boy. “No Duo, you only think you do.” He hissed before releasing Duo’s wrists.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed a shadow slip through the door and into the hallway. “Can you make yourself useful, Maxwell, and take out that tea, I have to use the bathroom.

As he turned to leave, he felt the American grab his wrist, before he knew it, Duo had spun him round to face him. “Sure, just promise me that you’re ok. I know you Wu, and I know Heero too.”

“It’s nothing Maxwell, let me go.” Wufei hissed again, feeling his irritation rising at the situation.

Before he knew it, Duo held his lips in a passionate kiss, grinding his erection into Wufei’s own. Wufei couldn’t help but moan at the feel of the other boy’s administrations, and subsequently, began to feel his emotions subside.

As they broke for air Duo looked hard at Wufei. “I need to know what’s going on Wu, it’s not like you to run sub.”

Wufei allowed a semi smile to play on his lips. “I’ll explain everything, Duo, I promise, just not now.”

“I’ll hold you to that.” Duo whispered before giving the boy one more kiss and releasing him to grab the tea and allow Wufei his ‘toilet break.’

And now I know who you are
It wasn’t that hard just to figure you out.
Now I did, you wonder why.

As he entered the gloomy hallway, he heard Duo’s exit and was pushed up against the wall, Heero behind him, erection pressing into him, teasing his cotton encased ass.

“I want you right here Wufei.” Heero grunted in his ear as he released the cord holding Wufei’s pants up.

“Take me then.” Wufei ground his body back on Heero’s fingers as they entered him, groaning quietly when they were replaced with the perfect soldier’s pre-lubed cock.

Heero grunted as Wufei drove himself back on his thrusts, hand reaching round to coax Wufei faster to orgasm.

Soon after, Wufei came violently, coating Heero’s hand in his come and clamping down on Heero’s pumping cock.

Heero bit down hard on Wufei’s shoulder as he came deep inside him.

And now I know who you are
It wasn’t that hard just to figure you out.
Now I did, you wonder why.

Wufei smiled to himself as he made his way out to the table where Heero was already dishing out the food, slapping Duo’s hands as he tried to grab the burgers. Trowa and Quatre were still in hysterics.

Heero looked up from his work. “What took you so long? Duo’s eating all the food.”

“So I see.” Wufei replied, catching the ghost of a smirk on Heero’s face as he slid into his chair beside the American boy.

Wufei smiled at Heero as he felt Duo’s hand slide up the inside of his thigh.

I like the freckles on your chest,
And I like the way you like me best.
And I like the way you’re not impressed,
While you put me to the test.
I like the white stains on your dress.

He could see Heero watching them from atop Wing Zero. His eyes burned into Heero’s as he pumped himself hard into Duo. The sight of his current lover standing on his Gundam jerking off as he fucked his friend drove him into sensory overload. He thanked Nataku that Trowa and Quatre had disappeared early, leaving the other three to their frenzy.

Wufei came moments later, grunting his release before withdrawing from Duo, flipping him onto his back and impaling himself on Duo’s rock hard cock.

Duo’s cry of pleasure echoed through the hangar as he was forced into Wufei. Wufei kept his eyes locked on Heero, knowing how much this would push the perfect soldier.

He let the contact with Heero break as Duo grabbed his hips, thrusting into his lithe body harder, orgasm so very close. Wufei moved with Duo, riding him in a way that allowed him access to that sensitive spot deep within him.

“Wufei… I’m gonna…” Duo panted.

“Harder Duo, I want you to come for me.” Wufei clenched his fists in Duo’s hair, re-establishing eye contact with Heero.

All three boys grunted out their release within seconds of each other, Wufei coating Duo’s stomach in his hot seed, Duo exploding inside Wufei and Heero coming all over one of Wufei’s shirts.

It was Heero who broke the contact this time, naked, shadowy form disappearing into the shadows cast by his mecha.

Wufei coaxed Duo onto his back with a passionate kiss, coating himself in his own essence as he moved over the American. Duo groaned into Wufei’s mouth, both boys still panting from their activities.

“I see why he likes you so much.” Duo panted, breaking the kiss.

Wufei smiled at Duo, brushing his swollen lips with the tips of his fingers.

“Looks like he’s not the only one.” he said winking. “I just wish I hadn’t been stupid enough to loose a bet to that fool. I mean he thinks he’s got what it takes but I simply can’t follow orders from him. Besides that, he’s too lenient. He still needs to take direction from me.”

“The thing that gets me though, is that he beat you at Canasta!” Duo giggled.

“Don’t remind me or you’ll need to be punished my friend.” Wufei joked, slapping Duo’s face haphazardly.

And I love the way you pass the check,
And I love the good times that you wreck.
And I love your lack of self respect,
While you’re passed out on the deck.
I love my hands around your neck.

Wufei swallowed another shot of sake. Duo had brought it to the safe house in honour of Heero’s birthday.

The alcohol burned nicely as it slid down his throat. Heero’s birthday. He wondered what he should do for his sometimes lover on such a special day. Heero hadn’t cornered Wufei since his session with Duo in the hangar last week and Wufei knew that he’d be hot for it, especially since their canasta contract had finally come to an end, added with the amount they’d been drinking.

Wufei was keeping a close eye on the proceedings that evening. He was almost certain Trowa and Quatre knew about what had been going on, after all, it didn’t take a genius to notice a hangar reeking of sex and those after-sex signals they were all giving off. How interesting this whole mess could become. Wufei let his mind wander a little, feeling himself harden at the prospects.

Trowa rose to pour another round of sake, signs of intoxication obvious in the way he was walking. Quatre and Duo seemed to be having some sort of wrestling match on the floor and Heero had his eyes fixed on Wufei. Wufei sensed the lust building inside Heero, yet he stayed where he was. It was far to early to go stuffing around. The night had only just begun. Besides, this was Heero’s night. He’d have to be asking for it if he wanted to get anywhere.

Trowa came back into the room carrying another flask of warm sake and refilled their cups. He grinned drunkenly when he realised that Duo and Quatre were no longer wrestling and that their laughter had given way to moans as their hands explored.

“Get a room.” he sniggered as he filled Wufei’s cup.

Wufei glanced at the pair on the floor, deciding sake was a fun thing to have around the house. A smile crossed his face as he looked back across the room and noticed Trowa sitting on the couch with Heero kneeling between his legs, setting the decanter on the floor. and cupping Trowa’s penis with the other.

‘So, the perfect soldier is bent on revenge, is he?’ Wufei thought to himself, settling back on the chair, eager to be entertained.

Heero began to unzip Trowa’s skin-tight jeans, allowing his big cock out of its confine. Wufei felt himself begin to swell when Heero took the whole thing into his mouth. Trowa groaned as Heero sucked his length slowly. Heero groaned back, the vibrations causing Trowa to buck, forcing himself deeper into Heero’s throat.

Wufei found himself thinking how goddamned erotic Heero could be.

He let his eyes wander for a moment, only to discover that Duo and Quatre had passed out on the floor, hands shoved in each other’s pants. Wufei couldn’t help but snigger. His eyes passed back to the pair in front of him. He decided it was time for Heero’s birthday present.

And now I know who you are,
It wasn’t that hard just to figure you out.
Now I did, you wonder why.

The dragon rose silently, covering the distance between him and the birthday boy like lightning. Kneeling on the soft floor behind Heero, he ran his hands underneath Heero’s shirt and pushed his pelvis forward, teasing Heero’s spandex clad ass with his erection. Heero groaned again, Trowa bucked, gasping at the sensation.

Heero’s hands tore his pants from himself, visually begging Wufei to take him. The excited sucking noises he was making on Trowa’s cock were making Wufei more excited. He decided, however, not to simply fuck the perfect soldier, but rather to tease him senseless first.

As Heero continued to suck Trowa’s slick cock, Wufei ran one finger down Heero’s hot ass crack, putting substantial pressure on the soft flesh between Heero’s asshole and ball sack. Heero’s whole body shuddered at the touch.

Wufei then guided him into spreading his legs apart. The Chinese boy lay on his back, sliding himself between Heero’s legs and propped himself up underneath the birthday boy, licking his weeping cock from root to tip.

Heero groaned, thrusting forward as Wufei’s hand teased his opening. Then he took the head of Heero’s cock in his mouth, rolling his tongue around the sensitive flesh. Heero’s cry of pleasure was muffled by Trowa’s own cry and subsequent orgasm.

Wufei groaned his approval, taking Heero’s thrust before releasing his cock and sliding himself from under the boy once more. He ran his hand along Heero’s back, coaxing him gently to move forward and rest his head in Trowa’s lap. Once satisfied with his position, Wufei parted his ass cheeks and moved between them with his tongue, tasting the furrowed flesh within.

“Wufei!” Heero cried into Trowa’s lap. Trowa had apparently also passed out, leaving just the two of them to play.

Wufei sat up, teasing Heero’s opening with his own erection. He leaned forward over Heero’s back, grunting in his ear, “You know how to get it if you want it.”

“Wufei, I want you.” Heero attempted to rock back but found he was being restrained by the Chinese boy.

“You want what?” Wufei whispered, still teasing his opening.

“You, I want you!” Heero was getting desperate.

“You want me to what?” Wufei sucked on his earlobe, cock still brushing back and forth over Heero’s asshole.

“I want you to fuck me Wufei! NOW” Desperation rang in the warm night air.

“Oh, but you didn’t use the magic words Heero.” Wufei was more than ready to fuck the perfect soldier senseless.

“I want you to fuck me now, please, Sir Wufei.”

“You should have just said so then.” Wufei smiled as he drove the full length of his cock into Heero’s hot ass.

Heero gasped at the sudden mixture of pleasure and pain but before long, began rocking back to meet Wufei’s thrusts as the Chinese boy slammed himself into Heero’s desperate body.

Wufei clamped his hand around Heero’s straining erection and began to pump his fist in time with their rhythm. Both boys came, screaming into the night before settling down on the floor with the others.

I like your pants around your feet
I like the dirt that’s on your knees
I like the way you still say please
While you’re looking up at me
You’re like my favourite damn disease.

Wufei leaned harder against the wall as Heero looked up at him from the storage room floor.

“Please, Sir Wufei, allow me to pleasure you.” Heero had his eyes locked on Wufei’s

“Do it Heero. Suck my cock till I come in your mouth.” Wufei hissed as Heero began to fuck him with his mouth. Gods, Heero was obedient.

He’d never figured the perfect soldier as the submissive type during sex, but he supposed everyone had their weaknesses. Wufei grunted as his orgasm flooded into Heero’s hot mouth.

“That was great.” He whispered, stroking Heero’s messy hair before kneeling down to kiss him. “I think Trowa would appreciate it if you offered him the same service. He has been hot for you since your birthday you know.”

Heero’s eyes widened. “You don’t mind that I fuck Trowa?” Wufei licked his bottom lip, cleaning up a small dribble of his own come.

“Of course not, So long as you remember who your master is and I am free to use you wherever, whenever, and however I see fit. Otherwise, I don’t care if you fuck Trowa, Quatre and Duo at the same time.” Wufei kissed him once more before pulling his pants up and leaving the store room.

And I hate the places that we go
And I hate the people that you know
And I hate the way you can’t say no
Too many long times in a row
I hate the powder on your nose.

Duo sighed, leaning into Wufei as they sat on the couch together.

“You really had me worried there for a bit, you know.”

“And why is that my dear Shinigami?” a tone of amusement echoed in Wufei’s voice as he wrapped an arm around his friend.

“I thought Heero was trying to pull one on you. You know, trying to be all dominant and shit.”

“And why is that a worry?” He smiled, glad to finally be able to reveal the whole story to his friend.

“I know how much you hate being given orders when it comes to sex!” The American said, grinning that famous grin of his, leaning in to kiss the Chinese boy.

“It’s true,” sighed Wufei. “I’m just glad that he eventually decided he preferred being the submissive one. Makes my life a hell of a lot easier”

“So where is Hee Chan anyway?” Duo giggled at Wufei’s last remark.

“Out in the hangar with Trowa and Quatre. I think they’re trying to figure out what we have in store for them.” Wufei smirked, looking at the box on the coffee table.

And now I know who you are
It wasn’t that hard just to figure you out
Now I did you wonder why
Not before, you didn’t even try.
Gone for good and this is it.

Duo smirked as well. “I still can’t believe you convinced me to do this Wu. It’s been a while since we… you know.”

“Yes, but was it not fun? Will it not be pleasurable for the others?”

Duo grinned, opening the box and pulling out some leather bondage cuffs. “How’s about we give them a go before the others come back. Just for old time’s sake.”

Wufei could see the American swell at the suggestion.

“Get your clothes off slave.” Wufei smirked as Duo grinned and tossed the cuffs to Wufei, stripping himself bare. “Now, to the bedroom.”

Both boys ran upstairs to Duo’s room where Duo hurled himself on the bed. Wufei jumped on top, straddling his hips and fastening his wrists and ankles to the anchor points on the bed.

“Oh fuck me Wufei, you sexy bastard, you!” Duo giggled as Wufei began teasing his straining cock.

“No.” Wufei said, smirking as he sat up. “I think I might tease you to orgasm first.” He pulled out a small leather whip.

“Duo’s smile slipped from his face only to be replaced with a smirk of his own.

“Bring it on Dragon boy! Show Shinigami what you got!” he hissed as the first strike fell.