Dancing for your Love
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Category:
Gundam Wing/AC › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
24
Views:
7,115
Reviews:
72
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Gundam Wing/AC, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
The Lunch! For real ya'll
Summary: Lunch finally happens, and Trowa happens by
Pairings: Q-man + Wu-man,
Disclaimer: If I owned GW, I wouldn’t waste my time writing no fanfics. I’d be trying to make up for a crappy series like Gundam seed…and 0083, except the theme song oh and 008 th teams song…. “I gotta burning love! (burning love)….” “Just wild beat, communication...”
Warning: You’re on aff.net, guess what sort of rating this COULD have
Rating: I ain’t ur mama, figure it out
Dancing For Your Love
Chapter 10
Lunch
Wufei led Quatre inside the restaurant after leaving his car with the valet. The Asian took liberties with the blond and put his arm around his waist as they walked to the table they were shown to. Quatre made no objections and even giggled softly when Wufei licked his ear before sitting down.
Quatre looked at the menu and frowned a little. Every thing was very high priced. It must have shown on his face because Wufei spoke up.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got everything.”
“Okay…”
When the waiter came, Wufei ordered them white wine and appetizers. Quatre smiled, enjoying how confident he was with the waiter. He glanced out of the window and watched the traffic go by.
“Quatre?”
“Hm?”
“Talk to me, you seem distant.”
Quatre smiled. “Talk about what?”
“Anything.”
A moment passed and the waiter came with the wine. The drinks were poured and the young Arab sipped at his wine, his mind drifting. He briefly wondered what Duo was doing and what song he’d dance to at work tonight. Wufei stared at Quatre, trying to figure the boy out.
“Quatre, you’re leaving me.”
“Huh?” he smiled again, this time laughing softly. “I’m just thinking. It’s nice being here with you…lunch with my friend is very…”
“You mean the brunette? The dancing queen?”
Quatre burst out laughing. “If you only knew!” He calmed himself. “Lunch with him is a mile a minute gossip train…all over ice tea and lemonade or whatever’s the popular diet drink.”
“Must be fun.”
“I enjoy it.”
Wufei gave a grin. “And you enjoy this?”
“Yes.”
“I can give this to you. All of it.”
“Oh yeah? Fancy quiet lunch? For what?”
Wufei grinned his devils grin, but Quatre didn’t know enough to realize it. “For the small price of your heart.”
The Arab smiled and began to blush a bit. He laughed to himself and looked out of the window. “My heart….”
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Trowa was just waking up to the afternoon sun. He hadn’t slept very much the previous night because all he could do was think about Quatre in the clutches of that bastard Wufei.
Coming to life with a groan he rose out of bed and went to take a shower. What could he do to make Quatre see what an awful person Wufei was?
As he washed his dark cinnamon hair he contemplated telling Quatre everything he knew about Wufei. How he was an alcoholic, how he beat Heero…
Trowa stopped cold. Heero! What about Heero?
The young Japanese computer programmer was oblivious to Wufei’s treachery! He had no idea that Wufei was probably out right now with –
The phone rang and Trowa left the shower and dripped over to the phone.
“Hello?”
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Quatre laughed as Wufei told another anecdote about his job. They had already finished the main course and were now talking quietly over dessert. Wufei was amazed at how quickly Quatre had let down his walls and allowed him in. If all it took was a little false sincerity then it seemed he would be able to bed strippers more often.
Wufei reached forward and stroked Quatre’s cheek. “Want to finish and then go someplace else?”
“Where?” he held Wufei’s hand to his cheek.
“Anyplace you want.” He moved Quatre’s knees apart with his own knee and ran a hand up his thigh.
The blond flushed and Wufei grinned.
“I want to go back to your place. How about that?”
“Wufei…” Quatre looked away, shy.
The Asian leaned forward and began whispering dirty things at Quatre. The blond could only giggle and blush as he felt his loins heat up. He leaned back and Wufei smiled.
“Doesn’t it sound good to you?”
“Wufei, please!”
“What, it’s like you haven’t done it before.”
Quatre turned the deepest shade of red the Asian had ever seen.
“No!” Wufei smiled, confirming the knowledge he had long ago guessed at.
The blond looked down and Wufei placed his hand over his.
“Quatre, I was just playing. I’d never force you if you weren’t ready.”
“I know…I…”
**********************************
Outside, Trowa watched Quatre blush as Wufei talked to him. He grew angrier and angrier by the second. How dare he make Quatre laugh! Quatre was his! Not Wufei’s!
He cursed and drove away. He had seen enough for one day.
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*Okay. There’s more to the lunch. I’m not done with this. Believe it.
*Trowa is gonna get weird and Heero is gonna find out soon!
*Treize is coming and there will be more with Duo and Zechs.
*Review!!!!!!!
*ONCE AGAIN MANY THANKS TO NICOLESOO!!!!!!!!!!
Pairings: Q-man + Wu-man,
Disclaimer: If I owned GW, I wouldn’t waste my time writing no fanfics. I’d be trying to make up for a crappy series like Gundam seed…and 0083, except the theme song oh and 008 th teams song…. “I gotta burning love! (burning love)….” “Just wild beat, communication...”
Warning: You’re on aff.net, guess what sort of rating this COULD have
Rating: I ain’t ur mama, figure it out
Dancing For Your Love
Chapter 10
Lunch
Wufei led Quatre inside the restaurant after leaving his car with the valet. The Asian took liberties with the blond and put his arm around his waist as they walked to the table they were shown to. Quatre made no objections and even giggled softly when Wufei licked his ear before sitting down.
Quatre looked at the menu and frowned a little. Every thing was very high priced. It must have shown on his face because Wufei spoke up.
“Don’t worry. I’ve got everything.”
“Okay…”
When the waiter came, Wufei ordered them white wine and appetizers. Quatre smiled, enjoying how confident he was with the waiter. He glanced out of the window and watched the traffic go by.
“Quatre?”
“Hm?”
“Talk to me, you seem distant.”
Quatre smiled. “Talk about what?”
“Anything.”
A moment passed and the waiter came with the wine. The drinks were poured and the young Arab sipped at his wine, his mind drifting. He briefly wondered what Duo was doing and what song he’d dance to at work tonight. Wufei stared at Quatre, trying to figure the boy out.
“Quatre, you’re leaving me.”
“Huh?” he smiled again, this time laughing softly. “I’m just thinking. It’s nice being here with you…lunch with my friend is very…”
“You mean the brunette? The dancing queen?”
Quatre burst out laughing. “If you only knew!” He calmed himself. “Lunch with him is a mile a minute gossip train…all over ice tea and lemonade or whatever’s the popular diet drink.”
“Must be fun.”
“I enjoy it.”
Wufei gave a grin. “And you enjoy this?”
“Yes.”
“I can give this to you. All of it.”
“Oh yeah? Fancy quiet lunch? For what?”
Wufei grinned his devils grin, but Quatre didn’t know enough to realize it. “For the small price of your heart.”
The Arab smiled and began to blush a bit. He laughed to himself and looked out of the window. “My heart….”
************************
Trowa was just waking up to the afternoon sun. He hadn’t slept very much the previous night because all he could do was think about Quatre in the clutches of that bastard Wufei.
Coming to life with a groan he rose out of bed and went to take a shower. What could he do to make Quatre see what an awful person Wufei was?
As he washed his dark cinnamon hair he contemplated telling Quatre everything he knew about Wufei. How he was an alcoholic, how he beat Heero…
Trowa stopped cold. Heero! What about Heero?
The young Japanese computer programmer was oblivious to Wufei’s treachery! He had no idea that Wufei was probably out right now with –
The phone rang and Trowa left the shower and dripped over to the phone.
“Hello?”
********************************
Quatre laughed as Wufei told another anecdote about his job. They had already finished the main course and were now talking quietly over dessert. Wufei was amazed at how quickly Quatre had let down his walls and allowed him in. If all it took was a little false sincerity then it seemed he would be able to bed strippers more often.
Wufei reached forward and stroked Quatre’s cheek. “Want to finish and then go someplace else?”
“Where?” he held Wufei’s hand to his cheek.
“Anyplace you want.” He moved Quatre’s knees apart with his own knee and ran a hand up his thigh.
The blond flushed and Wufei grinned.
“I want to go back to your place. How about that?”
“Wufei…” Quatre looked away, shy.
The Asian leaned forward and began whispering dirty things at Quatre. The blond could only giggle and blush as he felt his loins heat up. He leaned back and Wufei smiled.
“Doesn’t it sound good to you?”
“Wufei, please!”
“What, it’s like you haven’t done it before.”
Quatre turned the deepest shade of red the Asian had ever seen.
“No!” Wufei smiled, confirming the knowledge he had long ago guessed at.
The blond looked down and Wufei placed his hand over his.
“Quatre, I was just playing. I’d never force you if you weren’t ready.”
“I know…I…”
**********************************
Outside, Trowa watched Quatre blush as Wufei talked to him. He grew angrier and angrier by the second. How dare he make Quatre laugh! Quatre was his! Not Wufei’s!
He cursed and drove away. He had seen enough for one day.
**********************************
*Okay. There’s more to the lunch. I’m not done with this. Believe it.
*Trowa is gonna get weird and Heero is gonna find out soon!
*Treize is coming and there will be more with Duo and Zechs.
*Review!!!!!!!
*ONCE AGAIN MANY THANKS TO NICOLESOO!!!!!!!!!!