Dedicated to Katra cause she's the one I was discussing this with. ^_^
Title: Q-Tip?
Author: Angel^Starlight
Pairings: Trowa/Quatre
Notes/Disclaimer: Groove is in the Heart is owned/written by Dee-Lite, and GW has their respective owners, I’m sure. And as for the band, I’m using the names of the actual Band of Dee-Lite, being Lady Miss Kier, Bootsy, and Q-Tip . Okay! On with the show! Er, fic! Oh yeah, //thoughts// and *emphasis*
Warning: OOC for sure (but I couldn’t resist..) and oh, at the last minute I decided to try some lemony goodness. It’s my first attempt so C&C wanted!
"Can we pleeeease go to a club tonight? I’m bored I’m bored I’m bored!" Duo hopped around the pilots’ current safehouse. Heero meanwhile did his best to ignore his energetic lover and concentrate on his work... which he had none of.
Wufei’s patience wore thin as he watched the endless bundle of energy bounce in circles as if he had an internal pogo stick. "Heero, would you *do* something about Duo? It is unjust for him to further annoy me as he is." Duo just threw a raspberry in his direction.
"I’d hate to interrupt your peaceful evening," Trowa began, receiving a glare from Wufei, "but have any of you seen Quatre lately? He seems to be disappearing every night as of late, and whenever I ask him the next morning, he just smiles his angelic smile of his and shrugs it off completely." Trowa continued down the stairs to join the rest of the small group.
"Nope! I haven’t seen him!" Duo sauntered up to Trowa and put an arm around his shoulders, violet eyes sparkling mischievously. "Hey Tro, buddy, how about we all go out tonight to a club! We can relax, dance, have a couple of drinks..." He emphasized the word "dance" by bumping the side of his hips against Trowa’s, suddenly getting full attention from Heero, who simply quirked an eyebrow. Duo winked back.
"But what about Quatre? I wouldn’t want him to miss out on this."
"Let me put this another way. I’m bored, and getting more bored by the minute. You *know* how I get when I’m bored."
"So it’s either go out with you and try to have a good time, or stay up all night listening to yours and Heero’s form of entertainment."
Heero blushed slightly at this remark. Softly, "Hn. I’ll put in my vote for entertainment."
Duo tousled Trowa’s hair, much to his consternation. "You catch on so quickly , 03! So Yeah, 15 minutes for everyone to get ready and be back down here! Wu-man, that means you too, or Treize will soon know how suddenly fond you are of pastels."
Wufei stomped up the stairs muttering about the injustices of Duo Maxwell, followed silently by Trowa who still was in the process of fixing his now tousled hair. Duo plopped himself down on the still sitting Heero’s lap. "Oh, don’t look so down, love." He whispered hotly into Heero’s ear. "If you get too worked up from my constantly grinding my hips into yours, there’s always the bathroom stall." He ended his statement with a quick flick of the tongue across his lover’s earlobe, resulting in a shudder from the stoic pilot.
"Any reason you’re talking dirty to me?"
"Because you love it so?"
"Hai, so I do." He lifted Duo to his feet, then playfully slapped his ass, sending him towards the stairs. "Time to get ready."
The four pilots arrived at the club looking sexy as all hell (A^S: Well they did!), just in time to hear an announcement of a new cover band that was playing that evening.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, I am proud to present to you the newest sensation in 20th Century cover bands! Here to perform their latest single, Groove is in the Heart, are Lady Miss Kier, Bootsy and Q-Tip!"
Duo quirked an eyebrow and shot a glance over at Trowa. "Q-Tip? Nyaaaaah. C’mon Heero, let’s go ‘groove’." And so the two boys left the other two for the dancefloor.
Lady Miss Kier:
I'm going to dance, I'm going to dance
I'm going to dance and have some fun...
Bootsy: Dig...
Lady Miss Kier:
The chills that you spill up my back
Keep me filled with satisfaction when we're done
Satisfaction of what's to come
I couldn't ask for another
I I I I I, no, I couldn't ask for another
Duo decided to lip sync along with the song, directing the words toward his
lover. Around the dance floor the lights swirled and danced in psychedelic
patterns. Soon the two were caught up in the carefree sensuality of it all,
especially the slide-whistle.
Bootsy: You know that's right
Lady Miss Kier:
Your groove I do deeply dig
no walls, only the bridge
my supper dish,
My succotash wish
Bootsy: Sing it, baby
Lady Miss Kier:
I couldn't ask for another
Bootsy: Uh huh, uh huh
No, I couldn't ask for another
I I I I I, no, I couldn't ask for another
Groove is in the heart
Groove is in the heart
Groove is in the heart
Trowa and Wufei sat up at the bar, watching their friends dance and the band
play. Trowa took a drink and looked to Wufei. "It’s too bad Quatre’s been
disappearing every night; he really would have liked this."
"I agree. Hey Trowa, is it me or does that DJ look familiar to you? It’s too dark on his part of the stage so I can’t really get a good look at him."
"Yeah, he kinda does. Maybe we just saw them on TV or something."
Bootsy: Astronomical!
Groove is in the heart
Bootsy: Hit me!
Bootsy: Watch out...
The depth of hula groove move us the nth hoop
We're goin' thru to Horton hears a who
I couldn't ask for another
I I I I I, no, I couldn't ask for another
DJ Soul was on a roll
I been told he can't be sold
He's not vicious or malicious
Just delovely and delicious
I couldn't ask for another
Suddenly the spotlights went up on the section of the stage where the DJ was
playing. He picked up his microphone and brushed his glittery blonde hair
away from his eyes, which were covered by sunglasses. He wore tight leather
pants with an electric blue shirt and black vest over it. That kind of outfit
could only mean one thing as all four pilots turned to the stage to witness
"Q-Tip’s" contribution to the song. "QUATRE?!?!"
[Q-Tip]
unh, some looks in this torso
hot, got a deal, you wanna know?
the live of true and delightful
makin' it, doin' it, 'specially at a show
feelin' kinda high like a Hendrix haze
music makes mostly moves like a maze
all inside of me, heart especially
note of the rhythm, where I wanna be
flowin', glowin' with electric eyes
you dip to the dive, baby yo, realize
when will you see the funky side of me?
baby, you'll see that rhythm is a key
get, get, wit' it, wit' it
can't think, quit it, quit it
stomp on the streets
When I hear a funk beat
playin' pop like follow hoods true
baby, just sing about the groove
Bootsy: Sing it!
Duo and Heero stopped dancing, and Trowa and Wufei nearly spilled their
drinks. Who knew the soft-spoken sweetheart of the group could be up on
stage... rapping?
Groove is in the heart
Groove is in the heart
Groove is in the heart
Q-Tip: Blow them horns, oh lawd
Bootsy: Groove IS in your heart
Groove is in the heart
Groove is in the heart
Groove is in the heart
Bootsy: Heh heh heh.. C'mon y'all...
Y'all are crazy, man
The song ended with the four pilots still standing in awe. Duo was the first
to snap out of it and quickly dragged Heero back to the bar to meet up with
his friends. Duo’s energy nearly doubled as he bounced around Trowa’s seat.
"Did you see that, man? It was Q-man, er, Q-Tip!" He paused both to control
his sudden outburst of laughter and take a breath to continue. "Oh I can’t
believe he was up there! He was stylin’ in that outfit too! C’mon guys, we
gotta go find him!" Trowa nodded his consent as he too was still trying to
regain his stoic composure.
There was a knock at the dressing room door. //Hmm, who could that be I wonder?// "Come in," was the sweet reply to the knock. Four bodies tumbled into the room. "Quatre, my man! What a show! Why didn’t you tell us you were in a band! A DJ no less! That is so awesome! I can’t believe you mmmhmmph!" Duo’s words were quickly cut off as Heero came up behind him and put his hand over Duo’s mouth. "Yes, like he said, you were very good." Duo nodded enthusiastically in agreement. Heero let his hand fall from Duo’s mouth and instead rubbed his erection against Duo’s back. "Yep! And now with that said Hee-chan and I are going to go back out and dance!" The two promptly left the room but never quite made it back to the dance floor.
Wufei noticed Trowa’s eyes darkening and suddenly felt like a third wheel. "Yes, I agree, you were very good tonight, Quatre, it’s a shame this is the first we knew of it. However," he paused, yawning, "I may have a mission in the morning so I need to get some sleep. I shall see you back at the safe house." With a formal bow, he too left the room.
And then there were two. Quatre stared into the mirror, blushing bright red as Trowa approached him from behind. "I... I didn’t tell anyone cause I figured you’d all laugh at me. I like this, it’s fun, and a nice change from my violin."
"You did very well up there tonight, little one." Trowa ran his fingers down Quatre’s arm. "Mmm, silk. Nice touch. Make love to me?"
Quatre turned around and stared at Trowa as if his hair was suddenly bright pink."You okay, Tro? I mean yes, I’d love to make love to you, but here? Now? You’re not usually so forward." Suddenly he was pulled into the embrace and searing kiss of his lover. Quatre’s hands quickly pulled at the emerald shirt that was so neatly tucked into Trowa’s pants and quickly undid the buttons, running his hands up and down his chest. They dropped to the floor as they broke their kiss. Trowa worked on divesting Quatre while the small blonde planted kisses up and down Trowa’s chest, pausing every now and then to sample a nipple. Trowa arched into the sensations as his pants were being swiftly removed. By the time Trowa finished unbuttoning Quatre’s shirt, Quatre broke from his lover to rid himself of his pants.
"Leave the shirt on, little one. Feels nice." Trowa sighed as he watched his lover free himself from his pants. Suddenly a thought occurred to him. "Lube? "
Quatre paused a moment and stood in thought. "Nope. Wasn’t expecting to make love to anyone here," He teased. He then saw the troubled look on his lover’s face. "Don’t worry, love, I can handle it." He kneeled by his love, then straddled his thighs, leaning forward for a kiss. Their erections brushed together, making them both break the kiss in a moan. Quatre slid farther and farther down Trowa’s legs, the friction giving him a slight relief while Trowa reveled in the silky material of Quatre’s shirt brushing over his chest and then his ever-hardening erection. Soon one silky feeling was traded for another as Trowa felt Quatre’s mouth plunge down over his shaft. He thrust up into that moist heat only to be pinned back down by an unexpected force from the small blonde.
Up and down that wondrous mouth worked, then suddenly disappeared. Trowa opened his eyes just to watch as Quatre repositioned himself to quickly impale himself onto Trowa. "Unh! Trowa!" Quatre’s eyes shut at the unbelievable mixture of pleasure and pain.
"Quatre, love, don’t hurt yourself, it’s not worth your pai~~OH!" Quatre found the best way to silence his lover was to raise himself off of Trowa only to thrust himself back down onto Trowa’s hips. Their pace quickened as Quatre repositioned himself so that he would end up receiving as much pleasure as Trowa was. Soon Trowa’s hand wrapped itself, and a corner of Quatre’s shirt around his cock. Turquoise eyes shut swiftly as he was pushed over the edge and climaxed onto his lover’s chest. With a scream of his mate’s name, Trowa soon followed.
When they returned home just before dawn, they both nearly tripped over a small box sitting in front their Bedroom door. Turned out to be a box of Q-Tips. Attached to the box was a note:
Hey Q-Tip!
Thanks again for the show tonight it was great! Got ya these for your namesake!
-Duo
PS: Look inside the box. You probably needed this earlier, but when I came to that realization I was uh, preoccupied at the time.
Quatre opened the box to find a new tube of what -like Duo said- he needed
earlier. With a blush and a sigh, he pushed his bedroom door open for himself
and Trowa to get some proper sleep.
Owari.
Notes: it’s 3:30 in the morning and I decided to write a fic. But it’s my fault, I was discussing good songs for Songfics with Katra over IM.. and though I know 3x4’s not your favorite I couldn’t resist, and I’m still dedicating it to you anyway so :P k, bye!
Angel^Starlight