Creeping down the long, silent hallway, a lone
figure paused at the intersection, glancing down each way as he
listened carefully for any sign of direction.
There, to the left. As quickly as propriety allowed, Wufei walked
down the corridor, silently vowing to smack Heero the moment he
caught him.
After their little clinch outside the clinic, Heero had taken off to
parts unknown, leaving Wufei to trail along behind him across the
complex. He was playing at some kind of game or test, of that Wufei
was certain, and he had been following the other boy with grim
determination despite Heero's efforts at losing him. He wasn't about
to let Heero Yuy get the best of him.
Not yet, anyway.
Silently thankful that most of the people here were either on duty
or asleep, Wufei continued on his impromptu mission. He was still
wearing the soft blue pajamas he'd been given at the clinic, hardly
having time to change with Yuy leading him on a merry chase.
Luckily, they just looked like surgical scrubs, so he wouldn't get
too strange a look if someone saw him. He'd never even been in
this sector; his own room was in another building across the quad as
it would have been far too dangerous to house them all in the same
building where one well-placed bomb could kill them all
He caught a glimpse of a dark haired figure out of the corner of his
eye, and Wufei whirled around, switching directions and muttering
curses about Yuy's ancestry under his breath.
Really, if he weren't enjoying this so much, he'd be highly annoyed.
He wasn't so naïve that he didn't recognize this for what it was:
flirting, a courtship ritual in its way. First Duo, and now Heero,
easily two of the most attractive people he had ever known, and they
were courting his attentions for some reason. At this moment, Wufei
wasn't about to puzzle out their motives. He simply wanted to enjoy
it while it lasted.
The soft click behind him registered just a moment too late, and
before he could offer up a sound of protest, Wufei found himself
dragged into a darkened room with someone making a genuine effort to
lick his tonsils.
This was getting to be something of a habit.
Apparently, the chase was over, and Wufei responded willingly to the
fierce kiss, reaching up to cup the back of his captor's head in
both his hands. Dimly, he was surprised to feel a long braid beneath
his fingertips; this was Duo kissing him deeply, not Heero. It
hardly matter to his hormones, all of them had rocketed through the
ceiling at the first touch of Duo's lips.
He found himself pressed hard against the door with both of Duo's
hands cupping his backside, lifting slightly and rocking their hips
together. Just as good as the night before, Wufei decided hazily,
giving himself over to the American's touch.
Duo pulled back slightly, despite Wufei's protesting moan, that just
as quickly became a gasp as the other boy licked his way over to his
ear to nibble at the soft lobe. Abruptly, Duo stilled, one of his
hands creeping upward to tweak a long strand of Wufei's hair.
He pulled back, startled eyes looking at the boy in his arms.
"You're not Heero," Duo said blankly. Blinking, painfully aroused,
Wufei slowly absorbed what Duo had said.
"And you're very observant," Wufei retorted, stung, cheeks burning.
Duo hadn't even known it was him? That tightness he'd felt in his
chest earlier in the morning when Duo had left him without a word
returned tenfold, with a good dash of humiliation thrown in this
time. Duo's words had been as effective as a bucket of ice water and
he pushed against the other boy, trying to squirm free.
Duo simply held on tighter, using his weight to press Wufei against
the door. "Well, this is all right, too," he murmured, lowering his
head again.
"All right?" Wufei sputtered, twisting to avoid the kiss. "All
right? I...you...you expect me to just fall in bed with you after
you left like that? You didn't even say goodbye!"
"You were just about to, if I'd have kept my mouth shut. And what
should I have said in front of our audience?" Duo asked reasonably.
"'Hey, thanks for the great lay last night, let's do it again
sometime?' Une would have liked that, I'm sure."
Wufei closed his eyes tightly, his cheeks burning hot at Duo's
words. This entire thing had been a bad idea from the start, he
should have known better than to allow this.
"Or maybe you'd have preferred, 'Gee, Wufei, I've had a crush on you
for such a long time. Wanna go steady?'"
"Let me go," he demanded suddenly, struggling in earnest. He
couldn't just stand here listening to this, but Duo was stronger
than he looked and leverage was on his side.
"Hmmm...nope. No, I don't think so."
"Maxwell, I'm warning you..."
"So go ahead and warn me."
"I am not going to stay here and be mocked!" Wufei snapped, "Let me
go!" He took a deep, shuddering breath, trying to calm down before
he embarrassed himself any further. "Please," he added quietly, not
opening his eyes. He couldn't bear this, not after what had happened
last night. Had he really been foolish enough to think anything good
could come of this?
Duo frowned. "Mocked? Who's mocking? I'm dead serious, 'Fei." Gentle
hands cupped the sides of Wufei's face, stroking lightly at his
temples. "Have you ever known me to lie?"
He didn't answer, sagging against the door. Duo was pressing tender
kisses against his face now, seemingly determined to cover every
inch of exposed skin with the light touches.
"I like you," Duo said softly, between kisses, "I want to have sex
with you. What part of this isn't getting through?"
"The part that includes Heero Yuy," he said, trying and failing to
insert any of his usual dryness into his voice. Perhaps Maxwell and
Yuy saw this as nothing more than a game, but then, they weren't the
ones who would be all alone afterward, picking up the pieces. If
this was a game then it was certainly a dangerous one, at least to
him.
"Yes, what about me, Duo?" Starting, Wufei looked past Duo to see
Heero leaning against a doorframe on the opposite side of the room,
arms crossed over his chest as he watched them.
Closing his eyes again, Wufei began to sincerely wish he could
simply sink through the floor. Or perhaps just die, right here
before things could get any worse. Not a very honorable way to die,
perhaps, but then he was starting to run a bit low on honor at this
moment.
Duo didn't even turn around. "I had him first."
"You had him last night."
"Finders keepers."
"You know, I am standing right here and I'm not going to
watch the two of you fight over me!" Wufei wasn't sure whether to be
flattered or insulted, and he'd very nearly settled on the latter.
This was simply too much to deal with this early in the morning, and
if these two wanted sex so very badly, they could get it from each
other...like they were supposed to in the first place.
Duo heaved an exaggerated sigh, blowing warm breath against Wufei's
neck and making the Chinese boy shiver. "You're right, 'Fei," he
said contritely, "It's very inconsiderate of us. We'll just share,"
Duo added decisively.
Leaning in, he cut off Wufei's angry protests with his lips, hissing
softly as Wufei bit his tongue none-too-gently but refusing to let
up. Very slowly, Wufei relaxed against him, returning the kiss with
wary intent.
Still unconvinced of the intelligence of this, Wufei reluctantly
gave in to Duo's persistence. The other boy was running nimble
fingers over his chest now, slipping easily beneath the pajama top
and finding already hardened nipples to stroke. One hand slid down
to the small of Wufei's back, coaxing him to step forward, and he
did mindlessly, only realizing Duo's intent when he felt the warm
length of a body pressing against his back.
He stiffened, tensing as Heero's hands joined Duo's. "Duo did say we
were going to share," Heero reminded him in a hushed tone, his hands
sliding beneath the elastic waist of his pajamas to stroke the soft,
smooth skin of Wufei's flanks.
"Yes...but...I..." Wufei stammered, feeling the heat rising in his
cheeks again. He'd never really considered anything like this. Odd
enough to be making love to one boy, but two?
Heero's hands stilled, resting on Wufei's hips. "Did you want me to
just watch again?" he asked softly, "If that's what you want..." He
trailed off, waiting.
Did he? No, he decided, hardly even considering it. It was odd, yes,
but it felt scandalously good, to be pressed between two hard,
aroused bodies, two people touching him, wanting him...
He caught Heero's hands as they began to pull away, holding them
firmly against his skin. "No," he said, burying his face in Duo's
shoulder to hide his blushes. "No, I want you to...I want you to
stay."
Immediately, he was engulfed in two pairs of hands, touching,
searching out any sensitive spot they could find as they quickly
stripped him
bare.
Rough denim scraped his skin lightly as Heero rolled his hips
forward, rubbing his trapped erection against Wufei's naked
backside, even as Duo was squirming and pressing against his
stomach. He only realized that they'd moved when he felt Duo tugging
him downward, sprawling the two of them across the bed that had been
on the far side of the room.
Duo wrapped his legs around the backs of Wufei's knees, effectively
trapping him as he thrust his hips upward, trying to find an angle
to rub against him. Shuddering, Wufei pushed the other boy's shirt
up, lowering his head and mimicking Duo's actions from the night
before as he sucked gently on tight, pink nipples.
Warm weight settled on his back, and he felt Duo grunt softly,
although he offered no protest. Wufei heard the harsh rasp of a
zipper, felt the sudden, hard heat of Heero's erection pressing into
the small of his back as the Japanese boy settled over him, burying
his face into Wufei's hair.
"You've never had anyone inside you?" Heero murmured against the
nape of his neck. It wasn't really a question, but Wufei shook his
head anyway, a bright spark of fear and want flashing within him. A
hand cupped his chin, tilting his head upward as Duo gave him a
sultry, heavy-lidded smile before running his tongue over Wufei's
lips.
Vaguely, he could hear Heero fumbling with something off to the side
but most of his attention was focused forward, on the soft velvet
touch of Duo's tongue, his hands that were tripping their way down,
wriggling between their bodies to clasp the hard length of Wufei's
cock.
Pushing his hips eagerly forward into that firm grasp, he nearly
missed the sensation of hands returning to his backside, tensing a
moment too late as a single slick finger traced the cleft of his
buttocks.
He cried out in surprise as that gentle finger slid inside him, the
sound muffled by Duo's lips as the slippery digit carefully opened
him, pressing deeper. He felt a set of hands, Duo's, suddenly on his
hips, urging him up onto his knees and tremblingly he went, one leg
on either side of Duo's hips as he leaned forward on his elbows.
"Shh, just relax, 'Fei," Duo crooned, his hands sliding over Wufei's
sides and inward, back to the heavy erection between the Chinese
boy's legs. "You'll like this." Buffeted with sensation on both
sides, Wufei rested his forehead on Duo's shoulder, breathing
heavily. The finger inside him twisted suddenly, brushing against
something and a hard jolt of pleasure rocked him.
"Oh!" he gasped out, pushing backwards for the first time into that
invasion. Duo laughed softly and kissed the top of his head.
"That's it, pretty boy. Would I lie to you?" Duo teased.
Wufei couldn't find the breath to protest that extremely
disrespectful comment; he could barely manage a whimper as the
single finger retreated, only to be replaced with two. It was a
little painful, his body beginning to protest anew at this invasion,
but then they touched that spot again, dragging another cry from the
Chinese boy as he squirmed helplessly. He needed something,
something more than this and he arched back, trying to impale
himself harder.
"Shh." From Heero this time, who was pressing annoying, nipping
kisses against Wufei's backside, thrusting his fingers a little
harder into the other boy's body and wringing a desperate cry from
him.
"Please!" Wufei gasped, hardly aware of saying it. It was too much,
and not enough, and he just wanted something that he didn't know how
to describe, although when those teasing fingers were abruptly
withdrawn and replaced with something much larger, he wasn't at all
sure that that was it.
"Oh, no, no, no," Duo whispered, rubbing the backs of Wufei's
suddenly tense thighs soothingly. "Just relax, Wufei, hmmm? Have we
hurt you yet?"
Mutely, he shook his head, taking a deep breath and forcing the
tension away. Heero grasped his hips firmly, pushing forward and at
the first twinge of pain, Wufei tensed again, biting his lip hard
against protests, refusing to ask Heero to stop. Heero and Duo had
both given him so much. He could give them this, if that was what
they wanted, no matter how painful.
But Heero paused without him having to say a word, his hands
shifting to rub soothingly over Wufei's back. He felt Duo sighed
softly, shaking his head. "You would make this difficult, 'Fei.
That's all right, though, I'll help you."
With a bit of effort, Duo managed to squirm out from under him, and
Wufei watched in confusion as he turned around, sliding back
underneath him in the opposite direction.
"Ah!" Wufei nearly screamed as Duo took his cock into the wet heat
of his mouth, sucking strongly. He dimly felt Heero push forward at
the same moment, gaining a few precious inches as his body abruptly
yielded. Heero's hands tightened on his hips, and Wufei felt him
shudder, struggling for control.
"Yes...just relax," Heero gritted out, pulling back slightly and
pushing back in. Wufei nearly sobbed at the sensation, it hurt, yes,
but it felt so good, and the combination of the penetration with the
hot pressure of Duo's mouth surrounding him felt like it was nearly
killing him.
Heero was rocking against him in careful, shallow thrusts, and Wufei
pushed back hard, impatiently, clutching desperately at the sheets.
Gods, yes, right there, his body tightening as he clenched suddenly,
unconsciously, around Heero's cock within him.
A startled, choked moan from behind and finally Heero thrust forward
deeply, sinking hard and fast into the other boy who was crying out
now with each deep lunge, pushing himself with each movement into
the willing heat of Duo's mouth.
It couldn't last, the dual sensations rushing him to orgasm, and
Wufei gave a last, loud cry as he came, pleasure flooding through
him as he jerked helplessly in his passion, spilling himself into
Duo's mouth, and shuddering anew as the American swallowed readily,
his tongue flickering tenderly over already softening flesh.
Heero stilled abruptly behind him, pushing
deeply into Wufei's lax body a final time as he fell into his own
orgasm, clutching the Chinese boy tightly against him and burying
his face into the sweat-slicked skin between Wufei's shoulders.
A feeble hand stroked Wufei's damp hair away from his face, and he
sighed in appreciation, sore and aching everywhere and feeling
strangely wonderful at the same time. He hissed softly as Heero
shifted back, pulling out of him, yes, very sore, but it had been
worth it.
"Ok, I'm glad you both had a good time, but I'm sort of stuck here,
and I can't breath very well, you know?"
Blinking, Wufei realized that they were slowly sinking down onto
Duo, who was indeed rather trapped and not looking at all pleased
about it. Reluctantly, he and Heero shifted to sprawl out beside
him, freeing him.
Duo took the opportunity to pounce on Wufei, kissing him deeply
before he murmured against his lips, "See, I told you you'd like
it." Wufei blushed faintly, flicking a glance at Heero.
No help there, the other boy's eyes were closed as he stroked
Wufei's bare thigh drowsily. Duo smirked, and leaned down to bite
Heero's shoulder, nimbly avoiding his lazy swat.
"He's down for the count, 'Fei," Duo said cheerfully. "S'ok, a
little rest and he'll be good as new. I could have told him you were
good, but, nooo, he won't listen to me."
A thought occurred to Wufei and he sat up slightly, "Oh! Duo, you
didn't..." He stopped at the sheepish expression on the other boy's
face.
"Yeah, I did." Duo gestured at the visible damp spot on the front of
his pajama bottoms before he skinned them off and tossed them aside.
"Can I help it if you two are sexy as hell? I nearly got off just
listening to you..."
Wufei curled up against him, only vaguely listening as Duo chattered
on, reaching out occasionally to pet one or the other of them
lightly. Shifting uneasily, Wufei wondered exactly what he was
supposed to do now. What was the proper etiquette for this
situation?
"I should go back to my room," he offered quietly when Duo took a
breath, hiding his reluctance as best he could. Surely Heero and Duo
would want to spend some time alone now, without him interfering.
Two sets of arms tightened around him abruptly, until he could
hardly breath.
"Tell you what, 'Fei," Duo said calmly. "If you can get out of this
bed, you can leave." He smiled sweetly, a hint of determination in
his deep blue eyes, and Wufei quickly relaxed back down.
If they wanted him to stay, he wasn't about to protest. Not at this
moment, anyway. He wasn't going to leave, unless they asked him to
and so long as they wanted him here, truly wanted him, he'd stay.
For now.
-finis-
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