Title: Duo's Quiet Game - an ESO Afterthought
Author: bonnejeanne (bonnejeanne@yahoo.com) and vonceia (vonceia@yahoo.com)
Archive: GW Addiction
Category: yaoi, PWP
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: you name it....
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Warnings: LEMON LEMON LEMON - this fic has no socially redeeming features. Hide your eyes oh children. Extreme Hentai Madness.
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Spoilers: Series, Endless Waltz, ESO

Duo's Quiet Game - an ESO Afterthought

- by bonnejeanne and vonceia -

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ESO - Epilog 6:
"Okay here's the game, here are the rules," Duo announced. "Anybody can jump anybody but the rules are no one makes a sound. No screaming, no laughing, no moaning louder than a whisper.Okay, got it? Game starts now!"
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Trowa watched as Duo put his arms around Wufei and smiled. The Game had begun. It was simple. Anyone could jump anyone else with the understanding that no noise above a whisper was allowed. Walking over to Heero, he slid his arms around the Wing pilot's body, holding him tightly from behind.

"Heero," he whispered against Heero's ear, "When Quatre had his 'experience' he thought that I was you. So I estimate that he's, um, interested."

Heero, who had been watching Duo and Wufei with much interest turned to look at Trowa over his shoulder. "Quatre?" he said, and then turned his head to the blond pilot. 'So, that's why the kiss didn't make him blush so hard,' he thought.

Duo bent forward, kissing Wufei with lazy deliberation. Wufei sighed, allowing himself to enjoy the full benefits of the braided boy's technique and skill.

"You have too many clothes on," Duo said softly. Wufei nodded, and started removing his garments one at a time.

Quatre smiled, watching the strip show. He glanced at Trowa. "Wufei's.... got a nice body," he commented.

Trowa took a step back and clamped a hand over his mouth to prevent the laugh to escape his mouth. Quatre's words were so very simple and to the point and Trowa still retained memories of their time with Zechs Merquise. Finally, he took a deep breath and walked to Quatre. "I love you," he whispered in Quatre's ear and then knelt at the blond's feet, to unfasten his pants. Without preamble, Trowa removed Quatre's firming flesh and closed his mouth over it.

Quatre gasped, his hands going into Trowa's hair. "Ohhh... Trowa!" he whispered. It was part of the game. Duo glanced over at the picture and smiled widely.

Wufei glanced over and blushed deeply.

"That looks like a good idea," Duo said, sinking to his knees in front of Wufei.

Heero watched as Trowa took Quatre into his mouth. 'It's so easy for them,' he thought in something akin to wonder. Looking back, his eyes drank in the sight of Wufei's strong body and Duo as he sank to his knees in one graceful motion. He saw Wufei's hand rest on top of Duo's head as the braided pilot closed his mouth over Wufei's flesh. Slowly, Heero peeled the clothes from his body.

Wufei looked up, as he felt his body submerged in a wave of warm pleasure, and saw Heero removing his clothes. This is... unbelievable, he thought. It can't be real... but I hope I don't wake up...

Quatre felt his body building quickly and ran his hands through Trowa's hair in little restless motions. "Oh... oh Trowa...." he gasped softly, then bit his lip, knowing if he started to do that he would soon be moaning... and that was against the rules of the game...

Trowa felt his body tense, but did not cease tasting Quatre. Reaching one hand down, he opened his pants and touched himself briefly to relieve the pressure. Then he reached up and pulled Quatre's pants down and slid his hands over Quatre's warm skin as he took him deeply into his throat.

Heero wrapped his hand around his hardening flesh as he moved closer to Duo and Wufei. He saw Wufei watching him and looked into the dark depths of the Chinese pilot's eyes. Leaning forward, he kissed Wufei deeply, sliding an arm around his waist, but doing nothing to impede Duo.

Duo, without missing a beat, reached up with one hand and slid his fingers around Heero's cock, stroking him in rhythm with his mouth working over the Chinese boy.

Breathing deeply, Trowa moved back and looked up at Quatre. Without speaking, he pulled Quatre down to the mattress next to him. Moving closer, Trowa kissed Quatre deeply, feeling his hardness against his body. Moving up, Trowa took off his clothes and then moved between Quatre's long legs again. Bending, he took Quatre's cock into his mouth and began licking and tasting it in long, even strokes.

Heero felt Duo's hand close over his aching flesh and let out a small sigh. He moved his head to Wufei's neck, licking and tasting Wufei's warm skin.

Duo continued to take Wufei's cock into his mouth, pulling back, licking the shaft, then swallowing again. Then, with a quick, wicked look from one to the other, He turned his head and took Heero's cock into his mouth instead, continuing to stroke Wufei with his hand. Two strokes, then he turned his head back, licking. Two strokes, then he turned again... alternating his mouth from one to the other and back.

Quatre felt his body begin to tense as Trowa brought him to the edge of ecstasy.

Trowa felt Quatre's body as it tensed. He continued to pump Quatre's cock in his mouth as he felt himself tense in response. Setting up a rhythm, Trowa moved up and down silently willing the blond pilot to come.

Heero gasped as he felt Duo's mouth envelope him. He nearly cried out twice as Duo alternated between the two of them. His hips moved to match Duo's rhythm as he felt the heat within him rise.

Wufei reached up and placed his fingertips against Heero's mouth, his lips curving slightly, even as he fought a moan welling in his own throat. "Shhh..." he said. "The game...."

Quatre bit his lips harder as his body arched up, the muscles in his hips working as the flood of pleasure drowned him. He gave his seed up to the hungry mouth above him, his body shuddering helplessly.

Trowa swallowed hungrily as he drank Quatre's release. He held on to Quatre, feeling him shudder and then after a few moments, still. Moving down next to Quatre, Trowa pulled him into his arms and kissed him deeply as he held Quatre against his chest.

Heero kissed Wufei's fingers, licking them and sucking the fingertips. He then kissed Wufei again as he nodded in acknowledgement of the game.

Duo felt incredibly, wickedly happy as he moved from one delicious lolly-pop to the other. He moved a little faster, wondering if he might be able to score on either of these beautiful boys... make them break the quiet rule. Maybe not yet... but the night was young.

Quatre breathed deeply, feeling a wonderful relaxation overtake him for a little while. He snuggled against Trowa and kissed his neck gently. "Thank... you."

"Yum," Trowa whispered in Quatre's ear as he licked his lips like a cat.

Heero felt the wonderful sensation of Duo's mouth in the dizzying game he was playing with he and Wufei. Finally, he felt his body give way and jerk as he reached his climax. His breath came in short gasps as he suddenly felt drained. Allowing gravity to take its course, he dropped to the floor landing on his hands and knees.

Wufei felt and saw Heero's response, and his own followed almost immediately. Duo lapped the creamy stuff as Wufei began to sink to the floor beside Heero.

Looking down, very pleased with himself, Duo smirked, and then waved over at Trowa, raising the victory sign.

Trowa smiled and then looked back at Quatre. "Watch this," he whispered and then moved Quatre around for a better view. He quickly walked over to Duo and dropped to his knees along side of him. "Two at once," he whispered against Duo's ear. "You're good."

Trowa then cupped Duo's face and kissed him deeply, co-mingling the taste of Quatre, Wufei and Heero as their tongues swirled and dance around each other. Trowa placed his hand on Duo's back and stroked his soft skin as they kissed.

Duo sighed into the kiss, sliding his hands around Trowa's waist. A new taste... a new face... yet so familiar... his partner...

Reaching down, Duo gripped Trowa's cock. "I owe you for that hit back in the detention block," he whispered, and squeezed slightly.

Trowa closed his eyes, inhaling sharply as he felt Duo squeeze him. Sliding his hand down the length of Duo's back, Trowa smoothed the soft skin of Duo's ass and then moved down further to slide a finger between and over the Deathscythe pilot's private puckered spot.

A wide smile stretched Duo's lips and he arched his back, tilting his hips up a little. "Yeah," he whispered. "Time for you to pay up..."

Trowa smiled back, his green eyes twinkling. Raising his hand to his lips, he wet his middle finger and returned it to the small spot. He then slid the wet digit up and into the entrance of Duo's body. "And I'm so very, sorry," he whispered and leaned over to kiss Duo's mouth while his finger began pumping in and out of Duo's body.

Heero wrapped his arms around Wufei's waist and settled to watch Duo and Trowa.

Duo's eyes rolled upwards as he felt the entrance of Trowa's finger into his body. He surrendered himself to the kiss, even as he rocked with the movement of the intruder. He turned slightly, angling to face a wall, and leaned forward, placing his hands against the flat surface for support, offering his hips to Trowa's attentions.

Quatre smiled, watching, and crawled across the mattresses until he was close to Heero and Wufei, draping his arm over Heero's thigh.

Trowa watched Duo as he braced himself. He moved his finger in and out of Duo's rear with increasing speed, feeling Duo's muscles tighten and flex. He felt his own organ ache and bob in anticipation as he watched Duo's reactions.

Heero's fingers buried themselves in Quatre's hair. He gently massaged the blond pilot's scalp as they watched.

Quatre murmured softly, sounding a little like a purring cat as he felt Heero's fingers in his hair.

Duo gave himself over to the sensation's Trowa was creating. He wanted something more inside him, something...

As if sensing Duo's thoughts, Trowa moved closer to the braided pilot. He removed his finger from the warm, clutching place and brought his now hardened cock to the tiny opening. He thrust forward and up into Duo's body, as a flood of sensations hit him like a wave. "So tight," he whispered, moving all the way inside.

Duo gasped and his eyes closed in pure pleasure. "Yes..." he whispered. He tilted his hips a bit more, then began rocking with Trowa, raising one hand from the wall briefly to take a section of his braid and put it between this teeth,

Quatre sighed, leaning his head down against Heero's side and hip. Wufei leaned back to find Heero's lips in a soft kiss.

Trowa wet his lips with his tongue. He watched as Duo placed his hair in his mouth and then pulled back slowly until he was almost out of Duo. Moving his hand against Duo's back he positioned the braided pilot for maximum pleasure. Trowa then placed his hands around Duo's hips and drove himself back in deeply into Duo with one motion. Spreading his knees slightly, Trowa then began pumping his hips as he moved his cock in and out of Duo's body.

Heero felt Wufei's soft lips press against his own and closed his eyes slowly. He parted Wufei's mouth with his own, thrusting his tongue deeply inside. Heero's cobalt blue eyes opened again, seeking out Duo. The picture of Trowa thrusting into the braided pilot's body caused an instant reaction in Heero's body. He felt himself reawaken and ache. The hand in Quatre's hair tightened. Very slowly, he pulled and coaxed the blonde pilot closer as the hand around Wufei's waist smoothed the soft skin there.

Wufei sighed softly, feeling as if his mind what almost wholly disengaged from his body. All the terrible restrictions he'd lived under all his life, fought against, submitted to, twisted under, all seem to have melted like snow in sun. He saw Heero's eyes focus on Duo, followed the glance, and felt a twist inside of pure lust. Beautiful... Duo was so beautiful with his back arched, his head up, wide eyes open but unseeing, the braid in his teeth stifling his gasps as his body was rocked by Trowa. The vision made Wufei lightheaded. Looking back he saw Heero focusing with that legendary intensity. Beautiful. Heero was so beautiful, his deep blue eyes wide, brows slightly draw together, lips pressed together, head tilted down... hearing a sigh, Wufei glanced down and saw Quatre, naked, crawling around on his knees from Heero's side to in front of them both. The boy's eyes were so wide, sparkling aqua, then lids drooped as the Arabian seemed to vibrate... If I am feeling... like this... what must he be...? Wufei felt suddenly protective and pulled Quatre into his arms, only to find those lips seeking his as Quatre's hands slid around his neck.

It was good... good... Trowa filling him, moving, rocking, sending showers of pleasure that danced through Duo's body like streaks of wildfire. Somewhere far way, inside him, legions of demons were dancing happily, cheering his surrender to another lover... this one so quiet... so sure... so precisely playing him... Duo felt a sudden surge and hastily snatched back the braid-tail he'd almost dropped from his lips, biting it to remind himself... this is my game, not gonna... loose it... even when.... His body jerked hard and his eyes rolled back, and he lost touch with everything outside himself as the flood took him down.

Trowa held on tightly to Duo's hot, beautiful body as he pumped harder and faster into the braided pilot. His breath deepened and a primal, predatory smile etched itself across his mouth as he saw Duo bite down on the amazing length of hair. 'Yes!' he thought as Duo suddenly squeezed him from inside. Trowa gasped and then moved down over Duo's back. He latched an arm around Duo holding him tightly as he felt his own body suddenly convulse and fill the warm sheath with his seed. Holding on to Duo, Trowa breathed with deep, full breaths as felt both of them slowly begin to calm. He closed his mouth over Duo's warm neck and then whispered in Duo's ear, "You are so fine, Duo Maxwell. I could stay here all night."

Duo laughed softly, a shaky, husky laugh as he dropped his moist and bitten braid from his lips. "No... sorry," he said, feeling his knees begin to bend, unable to stay upright any longer as every muscle in his body relaxed.

Feeling him slip, Trowa's arm tightened around Duo's body and he slid underneath the braided one, managing to catch him in his lap, wrapping his arms around him.

Heero smiled, watching intently as Trowa and Duo climaxed. 'He is damned beautiful.' he thought. 'And I could watch him forever. Trowa is big.' Glancing down, Heero saw Quatre and Wufei entwined. 'All good. All great. None of us will ever be alone again.'

Leaning forward, he kissed Wufei's shoulder and Quatre's arm. Then, Heero stood up. He walked over to Trowa and Duo, and sat next to them. Looking into the heavy-lidded eyes of the braided pilot, Heero placed a hand around Duo's neck and pulled him down for a deep, long kiss.

In Wufei's arms, Quatre felt himself begin to relax completely. He didn't know if it were his own relaxation or the others. He felt a fire somewhere... that was Heero, even banked, still radiating intensity. He felt the wonder in Wufei's heart. He felt strange distant chuckles of glee that seemed to come from the direction of Duo. He felt a slow, throbbing hum of strange emotion and knew it for Trowa. If he had been a cat, he would have been purring full blast. Instead, he felt his body begin to glow with a gentle warmth, and suddenly his eyes slipped closed.

Wufei felt Quatre relax, and looked down, smiling in surprise as he realized that the blond, exhausted and content, was sleeping deeply in his arms. Carefully, he lifted the boy, somehow secure that he would not wake him by moving, and brought him over the lay beside Trowa. He met the cool green eyes that looked up as he carefully deposited his precious armful.

Trowa glanced down at Quatre, then back up as Wufei's eyes met his. For a long moment, he simply looked into the dark pools and then he reached out and touched Wufei´s exquisite face. Leaning forward, Trowa pressed his mouth to Wufei's, kissing him with a long, lingering kiss. He closed his eyes, feeling their tongues dance and spar with each other, building a smoldering fire. "Most honorable, most worthy, Wufei," Trowa whispered.

Wufei blinked, surprised to find such a response here. He kissed Trowa's cheek tenderly. "None of those things," he said softly, "But honored... yes, Trowa Barton."

Trowa chuckled, softly. "I knew you would say something like that," he whispered as he slid his hand down Wufei's chest, stomach and then lower. "Ahhh," Trowa whispered. "Wanted to do that for awhile now," he said, closing his hand around Wufei's cock.

Wufei gasped, eyes closing briefly. Then he looked at Trowa, shaking his head. "Did you...?" he whispered. "I'd never have allowed myself to know," he said, rocking slightly. "We're in... another place now... could it last? ....can't tell.... but it's.... good," he breathed.

"I agree," Trowa whispered. He leaned forward and took Wufei into his mouth, licking and tasting the warm shaft.

Duo reached up and pulled Heero against him as their mouths met and locked together. After a while, they parted and Duo looked up into those indigo blue eyes. "It's party time in hell," he whispered softly, with a hint of a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth.

"Yeah," Heero whispered back, "Watch the demons dance." Looking at Duo, he took a deep breath. "Hey, I don't feel so weird about saying I love you, anymore."

Duo grabbed a handful of Heero's bangs and tugged them. "Careful," he said, trying to stop the smile that stretched his lips. "You are going to turn my head... so you... love a.. slut like me?"

"Yes," Heero said. "Do you have any idea how you take my breath away and make me wanna fuck every time I see you naked? Doesn't matter if you're with me or anybody. I just get hard watching you. By the way, sensei, I just discovered that on this little quest. How do you feel about that?"

Duo stretched his neck up and licked the corner of Heero's mouth. "I think... it' pretty sick, actually," he said, still grinning. "I guess... I taught you a little too much, huh?"

"Baka," Heero said, softly, "You can't teach me how to react. If it's sick, it's sick. I was twisted long before I learned how to fuck."

Duo started to laugh and clapped his hand over his mouth. "That... I believe," he said, once he had control of himself. "So here were are... nice, sick, happy hentai house of nasty boys... we've come so far... down..."

Heero chuckled softly. "We still have that sleepover party," he whispered. "And once we all get some rest... well, who knows. We could probably slip further down. We're all pretty talented."

"It's true," Duo admitted. "How about that Trowa! Who knew? Eh?"

Heero shook his head as he glanced over at Trowa, who was now on all fours, servicing Wufei. "It's always the quiet ones," he said.

"Look who's talking," Duo retorted softly. "Mister.... Perfect...." Duo sighed and turned, rubbing his curved rear against Heero's crotch. "Hey, baby... I need some lovin'... I don't know how I'm going to *walk* tomorrow... but I still need ya.... hmmmm?"

Heero chuckled again and angled his body against Duo. "I will be glad when the game is done and we're some place where I can *hear* all of us," he said, moving up and into Duo's body.

"Ooooh..." Duo sighed softly, then clamped his lips shut, arching his back. The truth was it was hard not to moan... and scream... when he felt Heero... knowing he'd always experience this feeling as different from any other. If I had a soul... you've got it, he chanted silently, as he flexed his hips under the other boy.

Wufei gasped, feeling his body release as his head tilted back.

Trowa swallowed the milky liquid hungrily as he attempted to capture every drop. After a few moments, he moved back licking his lips like a cat. Reaching up, he held Wufei's waist in a firm grip as he felt the Chinese pilot's body begin to weaken. Gently, he moved his arms back, bringing Wufei slowly down to the mattress beside him. He folded Wufei in his arms for a moment, holding his well-defined body against his own. "Now, I am honored," Trowa said, quietly.

Wufei blinked up, wiping a little moisture from his eyes reflexively. "No, you are just beautiful," he said softly, his voice vibrating with freed emotion. "I was so wrong... about everything... it's so good to be wrong..."

Trowa smiled fully. "Yeah," he agreed. "Worlds get saved that way."

"Mine... has..." Wufei agreed softly. Then he found himself curling next to Trowa. He could hear Quatre's sleeping breath and it seemed to call him into a peaceful, loving oblivion. Wufei closed his eyes.

'Gundam pilot 05, bad shit, double goose eggs,' Trowa said, sighing softly as he closed his eyes feeling Quatre on one side and Wufei on the other.

Heero came hard, filling Duo's body with his essence over and over again. He groaned aloud, holding Duo tightly. "I love you, Duo, beautiful, slut with the golden heart." he said, breathing hard. "I guess I lose the game, but I won the war."

Duo shuddered, feeling his inside bathed in warm liquid. He heard Heero's words and chuckled, panting, as his body answered. His inner demons faded to silence, defeated by the combination of excessive sex and warm emotions. " 'm yours," he muttered, his voice slurring with satiation and relaxation. "Your mine... f'rever... 'ne?" Then, moving back to feel Heero all along his body, he whispered, "N'body won... draw... so we hafta play... something... else... later..." His wide violet eyes closed as the smile of contentment continued to tug at his mouth.

Heero wrapped his arms around Duo's body as he felt sleep and exhaustion finally catch up. "Mine... forever." he whispered and then drifted down to sleep.

Comments warmly welcomed, flames accepted...

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