Chapter 1 / 1
Written by Jessi Maxwell and Ryoko Saotome - send C&C to Megami_no_Remon@hotmail.com
"Qua~~~tre!"
"No, Duo, this is NOT open for discussion!"
Wufei heaved an annoyed sigh. "But you don't play partners in Clue!!"
"How the hell are you supposed to play partners in Clue anyways?" Duo mumbled, blowing his bangs out of his eyes with an annoyed breath. His eyes lit up. "Can we play Strip-Clue?"
Quatre glared. "NO."
Duo pouted. "You wouldn't play Strip-Scrabble, either..."
"Duo..." Quatre sighed in exasperation. "The last game was terrible! It fell apart!"
Duo shot a glance at Wufei and darted his hand out to give Wu's knee a squeeze. "I happen to think it was a very nice game," Duo said with a wide grin.
Wufei blinked innocently and gave Quatre a tiny smile. "I happen to think so, too," he said in a calm tone before innocently running his tongue over his bottom lip.
Quatre threw his arms into the air. "Wufei, you weren't even HERE for half the game!!!!"
Heero blinked in confusion. "He wasn't?"
Duo shot a glance to Wufei, looking slightly surprised, as if to say // Does he know?! // He looked at Heero. "What... exactly do you mean, Hee-chan?" Duo asked carefully, trying to keep his tone light. He saw Quatre's face go bright red, and knew that Quatre knew. Duo willed Quatre not to say anything and kept his eyes trained on Heero.
Heero blinked again. "When did he leave? Last I knew, you two were still making up words."
Trowa shook his head. Leave it to Heero to lose himself in a game....
"He left to get a drink and never came back, itoshii," he said softly, somewhat amused at his lover's short attention span. [1]
Duo was about to make some retort when Trowa's words caught up with him. "Itoshii?!" he said, then giggled, which turned into a laugh so hard his chair tipped over completely and he lay there laughing.
Wufei frowned down at the laughing form on the floor, but his eyes showed his amusement. "Baka," he grumbled as he bent down to help the other boy up, pressing a quick, secretive kiss to his lips and giggling softly himself.
Duo was still snickering, and he put his hand over his mouth to hide the fact he was still doing such. He was just about to crack another comment when there was a knock on the door.
The five bishounen looked at one another and blinked. No one was supposed to know they were in this particular safehouse....
After a moment, Wufei muttered a curse and stalked off to answer the door. The other four heard his startled squeak and came running to find....
... Zechs, leaning up against the doorframe and smiling. He smiled innocently at Wufei. "Why hello, Mr. Chang. Do you mind terribly if I join you?" he asked, sliding into the room with the grace of a cat. He strolled into the kitchen where the game was going on and sat down at the table next to Quatre. They all gawked at him, and he looked around with a faintly amused smirk. "What... is there something between my teeth?" he asked, flashing a grin at the surprised pilots.
Wufei blinked once before a slow, knowing grin crossed his face and he quirked an eyebrow at Zechs. "I take it you were..." he paused, watching in amusement as Quatre's face took on a new shade of red before he completed the thought: "invited?"
Quatre looked at the table. "Well, having partners DOES work better with an even number of people..." he said sheepishly.
Duo and Wufei exchanged a glance and barely kept from giggling at the thought of Zechs pairing up with Quatre!
Trowa and Heero were, of course, oblivious to the joke.
Zechs smiled at Quatre. "Looks like you get to be my partner, Quatre-chan... don't worry, I don't bite... hard..." Zechs said, flashing a grin. Quatre blushed and Duo started snickering again.
"Ahem," Wufei said, the knowing grin still in place. "Shouldn't we get this game started, since we're all here?" This last statement was punctuated by squeezing Duo's hand under the table and propping his chin on his elbow, smiling innocently at Trowa and Heero.
// Hmmmm... it makes sense... they're both so damned *quiet*... //
Duo grinned. "Hai, Fei-chan! Let's get this thing going!" he chirped as he plucked the red piece from the box and immediately adopted a very fake French accent. "Oui, I am Madam Scarlet!"
Trowa laughed softly at Duo's accent and shook his head as he plucked the green piece out of the box. "I'll take Mr. Green," he stated softly.
Wufei released his hold on Duo's hand--so as to maintain his innocent pose--and selected the blue piece. "Might as well be Mrs. Peacock..." he purred.
Zechs smiled and lifted the yellow pawn from the box, still grinning at Quatre. "Might as well be the Colonel, ne, Quatre-chan?" he asked, almost purring.
Trowa, Duo, and Wufei barely suppressed a snicker at poor Quatre's expense. The gentle blonde flushed a deep shade of red and blindly grabbed the white game piece, barely mumbling a response.
Heero frowned at the purple piece before picking it up and shot a sidelong glance at Trowa. The French pilot shook his head. "No, I chose Mr. Green, koi, and I'm keeping it!"
"I hate purple," Heero muttered before sitting back and glaring at the game board.
Duo smiled at Wufei and gave his hand another squeeze. "But, Hee-chan..." he said, mock-mournfully, "Purple is the color of my eyes! You can't tell me you hate my eyes! Isn't purple simply wonderful, Fei-chan?" he asked, blinking said purple eyes at Wufei.
Wufei blinked innocently, then offered another little smile. "Here, I'll switch pieces, Heero," he said with an exaggerated sigh and snagged the purple piece from the stoic Japanese youth. Zechs took note of the sunny smile Duo flashed the Chinese teen and smirked to himself.
Duo was all smiles. Zechs was making quite the sport out of Quatre-watching. He didn't say anything or do anything but smirk, but his eyes never left the blonde, who was getting somewhat nervous under such scrutiny.
Heero 'hn'ed and grabbed the die. "Who goes first?" he asked, shifting a teeny bit closer to Trowa.
Wufei shrugged and offered, "I think we should roll to see who goes first, ne?" With a sidelong glance at Duo, he added, "Or we can just start accusing each other now and get on with that game..."
"What are you insinuating, Fei-chan?" Duo asked, smiling innocently with wide, angelic eyes.
"Why, nothing, 'Madam'," Wufei replied with a grin. Trowa rolled his eyes - well, at least the visible one - and shifted a bit closer to Heero.
Duo and Wufei, of course, noticed this, but chose not to mention it - even if it WAS kawaii . Zechs still had eyes only for Quatre, who fidgeted nervously in his seat.
"Why don't we just go around the table?" he offered, clearing his throat. "Hee-chan can take the first turn."
"Ah, tres bien!" Duo said cheerily. [2]
Heero rolled the die and got a 5. He shrugged and moved his blue pawn five spaces.
Trowa took his turn next, managing to get a 7 and moved his pawn into the lounge. He looked at his cards, grinned, and said, "No accusations now."
Zechs picked up the dice and tossed them down, looking at the famous snake eyes that stared back up at him.
"HAHA!" Duo giggled. "You got a two!! Hehe! Two sucks!"
Zechs merely smiled and moved his two spaces. "Oh, I can think of some things that come in two that aren't bad at all... and who said that sucking is always a bad thing?" he purred, catching Quatre's eyes for just a second, very amused.
Wufei nearly fell out of his chair laughing at Quatre's shocked expression. As it was, he ended up falling in Duo's lap and giggling helplessly.
Quatre's face was a rather interesting shade of red as he chose to ignore Zechs' comment and rolled the die instead. As distracted as he was, he barely noticed that he'd rolled a nine.
Duo giggled at Wufei. "Hey, Fei-chan, while you're down there..." he snickered. It looked like Quatre was going to explode or have a blood vessel pop in his face. This caused Duo to giggle even harder. Zechs snickered, his hand partially in front of his mouth. // Very amusing indeed. //
Trowa quirked an eyebrow and smiled slightly. It seemed as if Duo and Wufei had finally hooked up... [3]
"I think it's your turn, Wufei-kun," he said, inching a little closer to Heero.
Wufei pulled himself together--barely--and rolled an 8. Moving his piece into the study, he giggled and blurted out, "Why can't anyone do it in the bedroom in this game?!"
Zechs smiled sweetly. "There are plenty of things one can do in a bedroom relating to games, ne, Q-chan?" Duo thought he was going to fall off his chair or slide under the table [4] from his laughter.
Wufei actually *did* fall out of his chair laughing. Poor Quatre, in the meantime, was inventing new shades of red to turn as he buried his head in his hands and sighed in frustration. "Just take your damned turn, Duo!" he snapped, his usual sunny nature beginning to crumble.
Duo blinked a few times, then looked at Wufei. "Did Quatre just swear?" he asked as he picked up the dice and rolled them around a few times. He ended up with a two, and just stared at them. This time it was Zechs' turn to laugh.
Wufei snickered as he pulled himself back into his seat. "Gee, Duo, I thought you said two sucks," he said, eyes wide and innocent. The effect was ruined by the wicked grin on his lips.
Duo smiled sweetly, a wicked spark in his eye. "True, but I suck too, and you've never complained, so who says it's all bad?"
"Too true," Wufei complied with a shrug. Heero quirked an eyebrow at the Chinese teen and simply shook his head as he pressed his knee against Trowa's. Quatre looked like he was going to pass out; Zechs smirked in amusement.
Zechs smiled to himself as he settled down into his chair and idly brushed his fingers across Quatre's hip, as if not knowing he was doing so.
Quatre's eyes widened in shock and he shifted ever so slightly away from the platinum blonde next to him. // Now I know why Wufei was blushing last time we played a board game! // he thought to himself. Across the table, Duo and Wufei snickered at his reaction even as their hands began to wander beneath the table.
Zechs made no more motions to touch him, so Quatre began to think that perhaps it was just an accident. He continued to think so until Zechs' hand rested quite firmly on his thigh. Quatre's eyes almost popped out of his head.
Quatre swallowed hard and snapped his eyes up quickly when he heard his name mentioned. "Nani?" he said quickly.
Trowa blinked and smiled to himself. "It's your turn, Quatre-chan," he said calmly.
Duo pasted an innocent smile on his face and maintained his normal expression. It wasn't easy to do with Wufei's hand roaming up his thigh.
Duo slid back in his chair, making himself more accessible to his lover. He had a pretty good idea, from the look on Quatre's face, that Zechs must be doing SOMETHING to the blonde. Quatre dropped his pencil three times and the dice four before he managed to do anything with either. Duo couldn't help a snicker.
Wufei propped his chin on his hand and smiled innocently at Quatre. "Are you feeling all right, Q-chan?" he asked, tilting his head to one side. The hand under the table slipped between his lover's thighs and gently stroked the braided youth.
Duo smiled as he leaned up closer to Wufei. He giggled. "Wufei...je veux sucer toi coc..." he said sweetly. [5]
Trowa's head shot up, his visible emerald eye widening slightly. There was no way in HELL Duo had just said that at the table...!
Wufei blushed slightly and murmured, "My, aren't we forward tonight?" even as he slipped his hand inside Duo's jeans.
Duo smirked. "You're a fine one to talk about being forward," he purred, briefly dropping his eyes for a second. "Je veux etre en toi tres mal..." he said with an angelic smile. [6]
Trowa's visible eye widened even more. He briefly wondered if Duo knew or cared that he understood every word....
Wufei's innocent smile remained in place as he gave Duo a gentle squeeze. "Really?" he murmured softly.
Duo restrained a moan as Wufei teased him. "Mais oui, ma bien-aime." [7]
Meanwhile, Quatre barely repressed a scream as Zechs' hand slid between his legs. // He isn't... no way... he WOULDN'T...!! //
Quatre's bit his tongue as it *very* quickly became clear that yes, Zechs WOULD!
Zechs smiled to himself as he noticed Quatre's hands practically fly to his mouth as his eyes grew to a huge size. Zechs laughed mentally, and continued to grope Quatre through his pants. Meanwhile, Duo was still flirting in French.
"Je T'aime, capiteuse... Je desiree toi mal... tres mal... mmm..." Duo purred. [8]
// Mon Dieu, // [9] Trowa groaned mentally, pressing a bit closer to Heero. // Doesn't that boy *ever* know when to quit?! // He was getting turned on just *listening* to them!
Wufei, meanwhile, gave Duo another squeeze and pulled his hand away. A tiny grin crossed his lips as he murmured "Je T'aime" in reply.
Duo's eyes got rather large as Wufei withdrew his hand. "Pourquoi?" [10] he whispered. He looked ready to jump on him, and it was damned uncomfortable to be in these terrible... confining... jeans that made him look so good... Mentally, Duo cursed himself for wearing tight jeans. Sure, showing off was good, but at times... well, it was damned inconvenient. Like now.
Wufei took note of Duo's whispered protest, but he wasn't finished playing... not by a long shot.
Shifting his position slightly, Wufei managed to maintain his innocent pose... only now his chin was propped on the hand he'd been teasing Duo with. As he rolled the dice and moved his game piece, he nonchalantly pressed his index finger to his lips... and sucked lightly on the tip.
The reactions from all around the table were priceless.
Duo practically screamed. As it was, his eyes were almost bugging out of his head, huge and a deep amethyst, darkened from desire. He looked at Wufei. "You... you... gaillarde!" [11] he said at Wufei, shocked.
Trowa dropped his head onto the table with a whimper. He was *quite* sure that Wufei had been doing something on the other side of the table; Duo's outburst had just proven that beyond a shadow of a doubt. Not to mention the Chinese boy's actions at the moment....
Duo's eyes were blazing from heat. He leaned closer to Wufei, his voice huskier than usual. "Je veux etre en tu ane tres mal, et je veux *maitenant*!" [12]
Trowa began to rhythmically bang his head on the table. Heero looked startled at the tall teen's actions, but kept his silence. [13]
Meanwhile, Quatre had run out of shades of red and was now resorting to going pale in the face. In all honesty, he thought that Zechs was *quite* bishounen... but this was a bit too forward for his tastes....
Trowa lifted his head. "Duo!" he said, somewhat sharply. Duo turned to face him. When he next spoke, Duo's eyes grew larger with every word and his jaw dropped. "Tresser bete! Toi est eclatant amusant.... Je parle francais, bete! J'ai francais!" [14]
Wufei blinked, slipped his finger out of his mouth, and snickered. "That explains the head-banging, at least," he mused. He didn't seem to be disturbed by the revelation at all.
Duo, however, since he had been the one saying all these things, flushed a bright red and stared at Trowa. He managed a weak "N-nani?" as he tried to pry his jaw off the table. His eyes were huge and he was VERY red.
Trowa dropped his head into his hands with a heavy sigh. "You heard me," he muttered, followed by a steady stream of French that roughly translated into 'I really don't care what goes on in your bedroom, but please keep it to a bare minimum down here and Wufei get your damned finger out of your mouth right now'.
Wufei blinked innocently, smirked around the offending digit, and gave it one last suck before complying.
Duo was stunned. // How the hell was I supposed to know that Trowa knew French?! // he thought as he reattached his fallen jaw.
Meanwhile, Quatre had his head buried in his arms, which were folded on the table. He knew he had to have turned every known - and quite a few unknown - shade of red, and Zechs hadn't relented, but only increased his torment. And gods, it felt good. It was terrible and wrong and awful and... "Mmm..." Quatre couldn't help the small moan that escaped from his throat. Zechs knew that the other pilots expected that SOMETHING was up with the blond , and he knew that they wouldn't suspect him, of all people.
Trowa had returned to pounding his head on the table. This was the only reason he didn't see the heated look Heero sent his way. [15] Wufei caught the look, however, and also took note of the slightly wicked smirk Zechs was sporting before leaning back in his chair. He caught sight of Duo staring at him from the corner of his eye and shivered. He'd been *very* relentless this afternoon, and he knew he was going to pay for it.
*Gods*, did he know he was going to pay for it!
Quatre whimpered slightly, and Duo's head snapped around to look at the blonde. Quatre was almost shivering, his face buried in his arms which were folded on the table. His chest was heaving. Duo looked from Quatre over to Wufei, as if to say, 'Why?' Zechs felt a very strong urge to snicker, but restrained himself.
Wufei just shot Duo a look through half-lidded eyes and dropped his hand back into the braided bishounen's lap to give him a first-hand [16] idea of exactly what was going on across the table from them.
Duo decided that the entertainment value of Quatre, across the table, was less than that of Wufei, so he just settled in his chair and half closed his eyes. He was so warm, too warm... he briefly speculated if Wufei might catch on fire, and almost giggled at the thought.
Wufei glanced at the other couples, briefly wondered if he should move that they all take off for separate rooms, then thought // Hell with it // and slid under the table.
Heero's eyes brightened at that action; Zechs smiled broadly and continued his game with Quatre.
Duo half-snickered. "Fei, itoshii... I know we have a thing with tables and all, but what say we move the ten feet into the living room to the couch? Easier to... move," Duo suggested, no longer caring what the rest of the group thought.
Zechs grinned. "Oh, what an excellent idea..." Then he scooped up a rather shocked Quatre and carried him off to the living room and deposited him in a big armchair.
Trowa's head had snapped up at Duo and Zechs' words, the one visible green eye wide and dark. "I agree," he murmured, voice slightly husky as he shot a smoldering look in Heero's direction. The Japanese pilot fairly jumped out of his chair and half-pushed the French teen into the living room.
Duo slid back from the table, then bounced to the living room, practically dragging Wufei behind him. It took Duo about all of three seconds to get from the table to sitting in the middle of the center cushion on the couch. Meanwhile, Zechs was showing Quatre the wonders of deepthroating, which had the Arabian thrashing in this newfound pleasure. Zechs managed to contain him by holding onto the blonde's hips even as he worked him with his mouth.
Wufei settled himself comfortably on Duo's lap, facing the violet-eyed bishounen, and pressed a very insistent kiss to the other boy's mouth, his blood heated by his earlier playfulness and the sounds his fellow pilot was making from so close by. He pressed tightly against Duo and moaned softly.
Duo mumbled something about there being too many clothes even as he pulled Wufei tight against him and kissed him heatedly, almost viciously. His hormones had been seriously pumped up by Wufei's teasing, and he felt as though he was going to explode as it was.
Heero and Trowa were taking up the entire love seat, tearing at each other's clothing and somehow managing to get rid of most of it without ever breaking off their heated kiss. Trowa quickly pinned the Japanese youth and began to kiss every inch of that bronzed body, drinking in the soft moans he managed to drag from the boy beneath him.
Quatre tried to open his eyes, tried to think coherently, but this felt so damned *good*, how could it be wrong? // But, it's ZECHS! // his mind told him. His hands flew to tangle in that gorgeous platinum blond hair. But instead of pulling away, he ended up using this grip to hold Zechs closer. // Oh, GODS... this is so wrong... but it feels so right... //
Duo was busy pulling off his shirts between kisses with his raven-haired lover. He whipped the clothing across the room, then returned to ravaging his lover's mouth, almost moaning himself at the moans he elicited from Wufei.
Wufei barely managed to peel his tank top off before Duo captured his lips again in a fiercely passionate kiss. He moaned softly, parting his lips slightly as he tangled his fingers in Duo's chestnut tresses.
Heero whimpered softly under his lover's ministrations, reveling in the sensations awakened in him by every light caress of those sweet lips upon his heated flesh. A sharp gasp escaped his throat when Trowa darted his tongue teasingly into his naval for a fraction of a second. He thought he was going to melt from the sheer heat of the room....
Duo wriggled himself into a position where he could lay Wufei on the couch. In under three seconds, or so it seemed, he had managed to strip the rest of both of their clothing off and throw it down. He practically flew back into his lover's embrace, rubbing his hot skin against Wufei's as he kissed him with a desire that threatened to light the room on fire.
Wufei practically purred as he arched up into his lover's touch, a soft moan escaping his throat. He wrapped one long leg around Duo's waist and rocked against the braided bishounen.
Duo kissed Wufei with a still growing need, then slowly slid a finger into the tight sheath of his beautiful lover's body. He couldn't remember ever being so warm...
Quatre grabbed at one of the pillows on the chair and bit it to keep from screaming. He couldn't believe the way Zechs was making him feel. It was almost too much.
Wufei moaned and returned the kiss fiercely, bucking under his lover's gentle ministrations. Another low moan escaped as his head fell back against the cushions. The room was spinning, he was sure of it...
Heero growled low in his throat and rolled so that Trowa was pinned beneath him, then began to return every lingering touch and kiss that had driven him to the edge. The French teen moaned and surrendered to his lover's gentle teasing, patiently waiting to turn the tables again...
Duo gasped for air briefly, adding a second finger to the first as he bent his head to lick and suck at Wufei's neck. "Aishiteru..." he whispered, continuing the exquisite motions.
Wufei tilted his head to the side, another whimpering cry dragging itself from his throat. It was so damned hot in the room, and the sensations Duo was invoking within him, coupled with the sounds of the other couples, were quickly dragging him to his breaking point. "Wo ai... oh gods.... Duooooo...."
Heero dropped his head and took Trowa's hard length into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it as he moved in torturously slow strokes. Trowa groaned and bucked beneath him, and the Japanese youth smirked mentally. // Mmmm, he has no idea what I have planned for him... // [17]
Duo couldn't resist any longer. He repositioned himself, grabbed Wufei's hips and drove himself into his lover with a gasp. It felt so incredibly good.
Wufei cried out sharply, head falling back against the couch. He hadn't been expecting that quite yet, but GODS! He wrapped both legs around Duo's waist and rocked his hips upward, crying out again as he drew his lover deeper into his body. "Oh gods...."
Duo captured Wufei's lips with his own and kissed him deeply as he slowly built up a rhythm of steady, deep strokes, sliding past that beautiful spot that made his lover melt over and over.
Quatre made a strangled noise from behind the pillow, then screamed, practically at the top of his lungs as he was driven into a wild orgasm. [18]
Meanwhile, as he had been giving his lover one hell of a blowjob [19], Heero had been slowly stretching himself, barely managing to keep from moaning. He pulled his head back suddenly with a gasp, repositioned himself so that he was straddling Trowa, and guided his lover's cock deep into himself. Both boys let loose with deep moans as they began to move together towards release.
Wufei whimpered against Duo's mouth, writhing beneath his lover and quickly approaching his peak. He ran his fingernails down Duo's back, leaving deep marks that would take some time to fade.
Duo's eyelashes fluttered and he gasped for air, moaning as he continued to slide deep within the velvet heat of his lover. He heard Quatre scream, and a tiny smile quirked his lips.
Zechs still hadn't missed a beat. After making sure he had cleaned up properly, he climbed into the chair and began to kiss his newfound lover heatedly, even as he began sliding a finger within the Arabian. Quatre was overwhelmed with sensation, still shaken by his massive orgasm.
Wufei dropped his head back against the cushions and moaned, rocking upward to meet his lover's every thrust. Hot tears stung at his eyes, and he cupped Duo's face and dragged him down for another deep kiss. "Gods... m-more.... oh god yes!..."
Duo was more than happy to oblige, and continued to move within his lover. His senses reeled. He kissed Wufei as deeply as he could manage as his strokes became slightly more urgent.
Over in the armchair, Zechs had begun making love to Quatre.
Wufei couldn't breathe. The room was spinning; he was so close now, so very close....
Over on the love seat, Trowa managed to roll so that Heero was beneath him once more and began to thrust deeper into the Japanese teen's body, eliciting sharp cries of passion from the boy.
Duo's hands flew to Wufei's face, pulling his lover into a hot, hard kiss as he gave one last hard stroke and came, his world exploding with the sheer overwhelming power of it.
Feeling his lover spill into him, Wufei clung to Duo as his own climax overtook him. His seed spilled over their stomachs, and he shook all over from the sheer intensity. He fell back bonelessly against the couch cushions, fingers tangling in Duo's unbound hair. The poor rubberband hadn't survived the encounter.
Duo kissed his lover softly, and half-jumped when Quatre let loose with another scream. Duo's voice was a low, amused murmur as he brushed back a few strands of hair from Wufei's face; that rubberband hadn't survived either. "Sounds like he's dyin' or havin' one helluva time, ne, koi?"
Wufei giggled softly and snuggled up against Duo with a contented purr. "Hai, itoshii," he purred in response. "It's always the quiet ones...."
Speaking of the quiet ones, Heero and Trowa rocked against each other one final time before hitting simultaneous climaxes, their soft cries of pleasure a sharp contrast to Quatre's screams. The two boys collapsed together on the love seat, panting for breath and turning their attention back to the other four occupants of the room.
Duo wrapped his arms around Wufei, then looked over at Heero and Trowa and flashed them a grin. "Beats playin' Clue, ne?" he asked. His head swiveled to take a glance at Quatre.
Quatre was draped sideways in the chair, laying across the arms of it, as Zechs pounded into him from behind. The platinum-haired bishounen was kissing his lover's neck as he worked him. Quatre moaned, his fingers clutching at the fabric of the chair. Duo looked rather amused.
Heero blinked as he took in the sight of Duo and Wufei curled up together on the couch. Wufei looked like he would start purring like a cat any minute, while Duo was absently running his fingers through the strands of his lover's hair. He'd never seen either one with their hair unbound before now... and he found he rather *liked* the way they looked with their hair down.
Duo noticed where Heero's gaze had drifted, and smiled. "Likin' somethin' you're seein', Hee-chan?" he asked with a devious little Duo-smirk, eyes glittering with their typical mischevious light.
Wufei followed his lover's gaze and giggled softly. "Behave, Du-chan," he scolded, even though his eyes were sparkling with a similar glimmer. "At least give the poor thing half an hour to recover!"
Duo pasted a mock-pout on his face. "Aw, do I have to?" he asked, then snickered. His grin quirked wider, somehow, as Quatre gave a quivering moan across the room as he hit his second release of the night. "We really have to play games more often!" [20]
FOOTNOTES:
[1] Okay, I *know* we didn't mention it last fic, but why *else* would Tro-chan be teasing Hee-chan if they didn't have something goin' on the side?!
[2] tres bien - very good
[3] Oopsie, looks like Q-chan's not the only one who's been paying attention around here...
[4] Table...*snicker* Under the table...*snicker*
[5] Je veux sucer toi coc - I want to suck your cock
[6] Je veux etre en toi tres mal- I want to be in you very badly
[7] Mais oui, ma bien-aime - Oh, yes, my beloved
[8] Je T'aime, capiteuse... Je desiree toi mal... tres mal... mmm - I love you, sexy... I want you bad... so badly... mmmm
[9] Mon Dieu - My God
[10] pourquoi? - Why?
[11] gaillarde - wench
[12] Je veux etre en tu ane tres mal, et je veux *maitenant*! - I want to be in your ass very badly, and I want it NOW!
[13] *sarcastic* Oh, what a surprise!
[14] Tresser bete! Toi est eclatant amusant....Je parle francais, bete! J'ai francais! - Braided idiot! You're very amusing, but... I speak French, you idiot! I *am* French!
[15] What do you know?! Heero's got hormones, too!
[16] "First-hand" *snickers*
[17] ... and neither do the readers!
[18] Quatre's a screamer, who knew?
[19] Hehehehe, the perfect soldier gives perfect blowjobs, no da.
[20] Anou... Jess just wanted to end this thing on an even note, no da ^_^