I wish I were you
The day after
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11. The day after
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style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>When Heero woke
up in the morning, he winced, and instantly squeezed his eyes shut again. The
glare of the daylight hurt his eyes. And his head.
“God…” he groaned, miserably. It felt like they were having an escalated heavy
metal concert in his head and were banging their guitars against his brains.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He dragged his
hand to the left of him. Sheet, mattress, pillow.
Good, he had managed to get himself to bed somehow. Duo.
Where was Duo? He dragged his hand further. Skin, body… There was Duo. And if
it wasn’t Duo, then he was in severe trouble.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He dragged his
eyes open. But only to slits. The light was still murderous to his eyeballs. He
dragged his arm to the right and dragged his body in a sideways position,
dragged his hand to the bedside table and dragged the drawer open.
was all he could manage with this hell of a hangover.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“God fucking
what he was looking for. “Duo?” he mumbled. “Dammit!
I need a painkiller… or two.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Not waking up.
Headache,” came the muffled reply.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>That was Duo’s
voice. Perfect.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero didn’t
quite know a name for the sound he uttered when he went sitting upright.
Anyway, it must’ve been something very pathetic.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Dear God, have
mercy,” he moaned.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>In any other
circumstances, he would’ve loved to stay there and just lie in bed. The
wonderful, most enjoyable feeling of just lying there in that warmth, knowing
that he didn’t have to do anything, didn’t have to go anywhere.
no obligations. Lying there and snuggling with his beautiful
boyfriend.
not with a hangover.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Ah, there was
still life on the Maxwell-planet after all.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What Duo?” Heero
said, lazily turning his head.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo lifted his
head from the pillow and ventured to sit up. “You know what I have heard is the
best remedy against a headache?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No. What?”
good fuck.”
expected in his current state.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo…” Heero
groaned, reaching for his head.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No, I mean it.
It’s a scientifically proven fact that sex helps you get rid of your headache.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo, you can say
a lot, but that doesn’t mean I’ll believe you.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Heero, what’s
the matter with you? Don’t you love me anymore?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo, you know I
love you, but this isn’t just a headache. It’s the biggest hangover of my life,
my head feels like it can explode any moment now, and all this yelling isn’t
really helping!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Then stop
yelling!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You’re making
me!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hey, I’m just
trying to help.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, don’t. I’m
going to find some painkillers.” He got up. An enormous headrush
got him down again. The bathroom door looked so very far away. “Oh… I’m not
gonna make it to the bathroom.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo crawled closer
to his lover and slithered his arms around him. “Wanna
try my suggestion then, Heerrroo?” he purred.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero grunted a
reply. He resigned to his fate and allowed his lover to kiss him, but instantly
pulled away again, making a face. “God, your mouth tastes aweful!”
he spluttered.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo coughed.
“Well, yours isn’t exactly honey and cinnamon either,” he grumbled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I don’t care if
I have to crawl to that bathroom, but I’m not fucking you like this,” Heero
said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
himself down on the mattress again. “’Sides, you stink of beer.” He was still
too drowsy to dodge the pillow that was flung his way, and groaned dramatically.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>~*~
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero munched
bravely through his bowl of cereals. Duo had pattered off to the lounge room
with his cell phone. He could hear him talking excitedly. Then there was
silence for a while. He wondered if that was a good sign.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Over at the
stove, Trowa and Quatre were having a pancake topping
related discussion. Trowa was waving a bottle of syrup
around, while Quatre seemed to prefer chocolate sauce and bananas.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre…
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero squinted
curiously at Quatre. He couldn’t remember much about the night before, but… Had
Quatre and Duo been dancing in a very inappropriate way? Had that really
happened?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He kept staring
at Quatre, his spoon floating in midair, until something wove itself around his
left leg, and he looked down with a start. “What the…? Quatre!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre turned his
head in Heero’s direction, a banana poised at
started cooing most lovingly at the thing around Heero’s
leg. “Mistress!” His cat.
“Oh, are you hungry, sweetie?” He picked her up and put her on the counter.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Love your cat,
don’t you, Quatre?” Heero chuckled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Are you
kidding?” Quatre snorted. “I adore her. I found this little thing when she was
on the brink of starvation, and look at her now. All nice and plumb, aren’t you
my little kitty? Aren’t you?” He cooed some more to the cat while he scooped
impatiently.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero and
pamper a cat like that.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>When Duo came
back into the kitchen, he had an ominous grin on his face. Heero sighed, and
gestured with his spoon to the box of cereals. “Wanna
have breakfast, Duo?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Humming
amorously, Duo slunk down on the chair next to Heero and shoved it closer so he
could rub himself against Heero’s arm, much like the
thing around Heero’s leg just now. “I think I’d
rather have you for breakfast.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero eyed Duo
suspiciously. “What?” he mumbled through a mouthful.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"
Duo purred.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero let Duo
abuse his arm, but ignored his advances any further. "Why the hell are you
so clingy all of a sudden?"
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"If I tell
you, you'll think I'm a pervert."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"I already
do, so you might as well."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo chuckled in a
very secretive way. "Well, you know I called Wuffles
just now, don't you?"
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Obviously,"
Heero shrugged.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Well,
sounded like he was in the middle of something."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo gave a
significant frown.
that kind of something."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Well, after
he was done talking, he left the phone open and... I could hear…” Duo gave
another lewd chuckle, and lowered his head so he could whisper in
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"And you
listened." Heero said it matter-of-factly. It was just the kind of thing
his notorious lover would do.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Of course I
listened!"
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Well
sipping from his orange juice. “Why did you call him anyway?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“To know if he
was still gonna show his face around here today.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“He’s gonna come
over tonight to get dressed for Relena’s party.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh god,
his hands.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Forgot about
that, hadn’t ya?” Duo grinned.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>~*~
checked his appearance in the reflection of the glass table-top of the coffee
table. Crème shirt, black vest, black dressing pants, touch
of perfume. He noted to his surprise that Quatre wasn’t dressed up yet.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Quatre, aren’t
you gonna get dressed for Relena’s dinner party?” he
asked, wiping some dust off his vest.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I’m not going,”
Quatre said, absent-mindedly flipping through a magazine.
snapped up. “You’re not going? Are you gonna stay here all on your own then?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No,” Quatre
mumbled. “Duo’s not going either.” He couldn’t see the shock flashing over
the articles in the magazine. He did hear him scurrying outside the room all of
a sudden though.
couldn’t help the turning of his stomach, the increasing of his heartbeat. Why hadn’t
anyone told him about this? He couldn’t let this happen. Quatre staying home
alone with Duo was just asking for trouble. Was he the only one who saw that
then? It was like setting the fox to keep the geese and still make a few
chickens dance around them.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Or was he
overreacting?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>After a search
through the kitchen, the dining room and all the bedrooms, he at last found
Heero in the bar.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Heero,” he said,
reaching the boy in a few strides. “Is it true that Duo and Quatre are not
going?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero was just
drinking a whiskey for courage before he would beard the loin in his den, when
he all of a sudden heard the door being pushed open roughly. He looked up and
saw a fuming Trowa pacing towards him, asking him if
it was true if Quatre and Duo would not go.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
raising his glass to Trowa. The whiskey was rising to
his head already. It would be an interesting party.
in no way in the mood for jokes and grabbed Heero’s
shoulders. “Is that true, Heero?” he repeated.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It was a bit
weird to Heero to see the normally quiet and composed teen in this state of…
what state was it? Panic? Or fear?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero set his
glass aside and calmly pulled Trowa’s hands from his
arms. The boy had no idea how hard he was squeezing him. “Uhm…
I knew Duo was not going, he was quite clear about
that. I didn’t know Quatre would stay home too, though,” he said with a
confused smile. Then his eyes widened in alarm. “Trowa,
what are you doing? Put your bowtie back on! Don’t tell me you’re staying home
as well! You have to come with me!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Forget it,
Heero. I’m not letting those two alone,” Trowa said,
in effect standing with his bowtie undone in his hand. He made to go back, but
an in his turn panicking Heero barred his way. “Trowa,
you have to go! I don’t want to go all on my own!”
sighed and moved to the left, grunting as Heero moved to the right. “You’re not
going to be all alone. You told me Wufei would go
too. Now, get out of my way.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
Please, Trowa. You said you would go! Don’t let me
down now, man! I mean, with all due respect for Relena,
but it’s gonna be boring!” Heero hissed.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I have made up
my mind, Heero! I’m staying home! I don’t trust those two together.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“How do you mean,
you don’t trust them together?”
looked at Heero as if the boy had been living on another planet for the last
few days. “Heero, were you not there last night? Did you not see the way they
were dancing to each other?” he nearly growled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I don’t really
remember all that much from last night. I do remember music, people, definitely
fucking, dancing and a lot of liquor. Hard liquor. But
the rest is pretty much a blur. Although, yes, I can vaguely remember…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, let me
tell you, Heero,” Trowa interrupted fiercely. “Duo’s
hands were nearly going down Quatre’s pants! If you
hadn’t interfered, then I don’t know…”
narrowed slightly and he tilted his head. “Trowa,
when have you become so possessive over Quatre,” he asked.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, look
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I have to be
possessive every now and then. Duo loves flirting and sometimes he needs to be
reminded to who his lover is. With you and Quatre it’s a completely different
situation. You have to give Quatre more freedom, because for as far as I know,
you two are still not lovers, right?” It had come out harder than he had meant,
but he just told the truth, and Trowa knew it.
silent. The brief flaring up of his jealousy calmed down again. Contrary to
what he would want, he knew that Heero was right. He had no right at all to act
like a jealous husband who was on to something; something that might as well
have been his imagination.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>That didn’t mean
he couldn’t take precautions.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo won’t go?”
he said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero shook his
head.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Then Quatre has
to go.” Trowa again tried to move past Heero, and
this time he succeeded.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
him to the lounge room where Duo had now joined Quatre in the couch with two
bowls of popcorn and a movie or two.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo looked up
from the DVD case he was checking out, when he heard tumult at the door. A
pretty agitated Trowa burst in, followed by a fairly
panicking Heero. “Trowa?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>The words
throat. He was too angry, or too afraid of himself, he didn’t know. He just
stood there, trembling with pent up emotion he didn’t even realize he’d had
inside him.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Quatre, you have
to join me to Relena’s dinner party,” he finally
said, in vain trying to keep his voice steady.
way, man!”
place. “We have already planned all kinds of stuff for tonight!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh yeah, I can
see that,” Trowa said sarcastically.
DVD out of Duo’s hand. “Probably X-rated, isn’t it?” He looked down at the
image on the case and all of a sudden felt a sense of ridicule overwhelm him.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Standing up, Duo
plucked the DVD back from Trowa’s hand.
‘X’ is near unexisting. The most dramatic part is
probably where Mufasa gets trampled by the antelopes,
and the most thrilling part the fight between Simba
and Scar.” He flopped back down in the couch, throwing his arm around Quatre as
he did so. “Quatre’s not going anywhere. He’s gonna
keep me company.”
see the smirk appearing on Duo’s face, a smirk that wasn’t directed at him
personally. Duo just came with a smirk, it felt weird
to see him without. But the challenge in his eyes was most definitely directed
at him. In Trowa’s eyes, Duo was just making fun of
him.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What’s the other
one?” he asked with a gesture of his head to the DVD lying in
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre held the
DVD up, his face somewhere on the border of frustration and disappointment.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Also
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Two,” Duo added.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Who are you to
decide what Quatre’s gonna do?” Trowa
snarled, seriously losing his patience.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Who are
“Don’t you think Quatre has a say in this as well?” He looked at the blonde boy
next to him and gestured with his eyes to Trowa.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
“Why do I have to join you? I was planning on keeping Duo company
and now you’re telling me to join you to Relena’s
dinner party? I’m not something you own and can boss around like a little
puppy, Trowa.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“But… I just
thought we would go together. Why didn’t you ask me?”
eyebrows knitted together in dismay. He couldn’t believe they were actually
having this conversation. “Ask you?” he choked. “I don’t need your permission
to stay away from that ridiculous party. I can make decisions of my own, and
when I’m saying that I will stay home with Duo, then that’s how it’s gonna be.
You might be my friend, my soul mate even, but that doesn’t mean you have to
tell me what to do. Now, go to that party with Heero and Wufei
and leave us alone. I don’t wish to waste any more words on this.” He leaned
back again and averted his eyes. Clearly, the conversation was over for him.
impressed by that little tirade. Everyone was, even Duo was speechless. Worst
of all was that he was right. It made Trowa feel
powerless, to see how he took his feelings and blatantly defied them. It left
him breathless, immobile.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>At that moment, a
car pulled to a stop outside. Car doors were slammed shut, and the front door
was being opened. “Wufei’s here!” Duo yelled, jumping
up and sprinting for the front door. He left the rest to sort out their little
cat fight, eager to hear Wufei out.
grimaced when he caught sight of Duo. Duo’s grin was so bright that it almost
physically hurt his eyes. “Maxwell…” he sighed.
the perplexed man towards the lounge room.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Nice to see you
too, Duo,” Zechs muttered.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo ignored the
little jibe and pulled the door tightly shut behind Zechs’
back. The moment he was alone with Wufei, he took
both Wufei’s hands and shook them excitedly. “So tell
me. How was it?”
his lip. Of course, it was the kind of stuff he would never tell Duo, of all
people, if his life depended on it. If it wasn’t for the fact that he was so
absolutely happy! “It was the single
most amazing night of my entire life!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo made a high-pitched,
squeaky sound in the back of his throat, almost like a school girl.
nodded and sat himself down on the bottom step of the stair. He sighed, not a
chagrined one, like he mostly did, but one of pure bliss. "I had never
expected it would be this good."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"You mean
the sex?" Duo asked bluntly, sitting down next to Wufei.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Yes... No!
I mean... everything. The sex, but also, before, afterwards... Just lying there
next to him… Everything."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Then, what
did you expect?"
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"I didn't
know what to expect. I thought it would've been awkward, that I would be
ashamed to show myself to him that way. But I trusted him. It all felt so
natural."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo smiled as he
looked at Wufei. He had never really looked at him in
a sexual way, more as a subject for his mockeries and teasing. Now that the
chagrin was gone and replaced with the happiness of a tender, young love
affair, there was little material left to tease about. Although, there remained
one thing to tease about, the one subject he liked to tease about the most:
sex.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So what did you
do? I want you to tell me everything,” Duo said, bouncing in excitement.
cheeks reddened, and he peered up shyly. “If I tell you what we did, you’ll
probably laugh, coz it was so… woman-like.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I promise not
to,” Duo said, and he seemed to mean it. “Besides, some people just like to
call it ‘romantic’. You know, the woman-like stuff
you’re referring to. It’s not so weird you know, even for guys.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, when we
got to his place, I thought that he was just gonna rip off my clothes and do me
right up against the door.”
enthused, suddenly not so interested in ‘romance’ anymore.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“But he didn’t.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No. He sat me
down on the couch with a glass of red wine. He has a nice place, you know.
room.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Next to him, Duo
growled with envy.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Then he left.
Said he’d be right back. It took him a while to come back though. I went
through his DVD collection, and his books. He has good taste.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So, what happened
when he came back?” Duo said, impatient to hear the rest.
sighed and smiled gently at the memory, still fresh in his mind. “I had never
thought. He took me to the bathroom. The guy had lit a bunch of candles,
scented and regular. The bathtub was full of hot, bubbly water. Did you know he
has a Jacuzzi?”
growl of envy.
eye on him, I might wanna try to steal him,” Duo
grinned.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Then I suggest
you say farewell to your balls. My katana would be very eager to cut them off.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Those katana
threats aren’t gonna work every time, you know,” Duo said sourly, but still
with a smile in his voice. “Anyway, what happened next?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, obviously,
we stripped down – actually, we stripped each other down - and got in the tub.
It was already part of the foreplay. It was gonna be a long foreplay.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Foreplay’s
awesome!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“It is! I sat
between his legs with my back to his chest. He fed me grapes and champagne. He
kissed me and touched me all over, and I mean all over.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo gave a ridiculous
kind of giggle.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“And then he
turned on the bubbles. It was amazing.” Wufei
squirmed with pleasure at the thought.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“And then, and
then?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“His hands, or at
least one of them, were on me all the time, one way or another. While he poured
more champagne, while he flicked his wet hair over his shoulder, while he
scattered more bath salt into the water. And then…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes?” Duo almost
shouted with excitement and curiosity. He could tell by the deep red on
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Then he… pushed
my knees apart and…” Wufei was slightly panting now.
“And he stroked me until I begged for him.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo was staring
at Wufei with his eyes and mouth wide open. “Oh… my…”
he gasped. He could lively imagine how good that would feel with all the
bubbles there playing around his crotch. “And then?”
laughed and straightened. This had stretched on for long enough. “I’m not gonna
tell you the rest.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“But… But you
must!” Duo said, springing up after Wufei.
sighed. “Right now, I ‘must’ get dressed. We’re gonna be late for the party.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You can’t keep
me dangling like that!” So much for the teasing. Duo
was desperate to hear the rest of the story. “Don’t forget, it’s me who brought
you together!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes. I know.
Thank you.” The soft words were followed by a tight, genuine hug.
the stairs, but was yet again pulled back.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Just give me one
more juicy detail,” Duo begged.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Maxwell…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Just one more,
and then I’ll stop, I promise.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well… There were
strawberry flavoured condoms. The edible kind. Not
very effective, but very fun,” Wufei chuckled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo’s eyes glazed
over for a moment as he imagined Wufei’s teeth
peeling off each little sticky piece of condom off Zechs’
cock. “Oh… Oh god,” he gasped.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Now, you go say a
proper goodnight to Zechs.” And with a teasing slap
against Duo’s arm, Wufei went up the stairs.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yeah… You go get
dressed, you champagne slurping stud!” Duo shouted behind him. “And you’d
better look good!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>
entered the lounge room to the sound of arguing. It mostly went between Quatre
and Trowa, although Heero did throw something in
between every now and then. Trowa was sitting next to
Quatre on the couch, and Quatre had his back against the armrest, and his legs
pulled up in the direction of Trowa.
prevent Trowa from leaning in and making any moves.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He felt
know Quatre could be so cold.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hey guys,” he
said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero was the
first one to react, in an almost over enthusiastic fashion, probably relieved
to see a friendlier face. “Zechs,
great to see you!” At least he had the courtesy to offer him a drink.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No thanks, I
have to drive,” Zechs smiled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero nodded.
“Please sit,” he said, gesturing to one of the chairs.
like he was gonna learn a lot tonight.
decided to give it another try. “Quatre, please come,” he sighed.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"I promised
to keep Duo company."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"I'll keep
him company!" Trowa countered.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"There's no
time anyway,” Quatre said with a bored shake of his head. “I still have to
shower, still have to shave, I don't have anything to
wear."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"You can
wear my tux."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"You're
taller then me. I'd look ridiculous."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“We’ll flip the
hems over a few times. No one will notice.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Then Quatre
looked at him, and kept looking. He was staring him down, unwilling to waste any
more words to it.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Fine,”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Then it was
silent again. Well, kinda. In the hallway, they could
hear Duo and Wufei – mostly Duo – chattering
excitedly. There was some sitting around and, for some, sulking, until Duo
entered again.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hi
great.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Thanks,”
interesting conversation,” he said with a little nod to the other three, “that
you won’t be joining us tonight.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“That’s right, I
won’t,” Duo agreed.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Surely, there’s
no animosity between you and my dear little sister?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Of course not,”
Duo said quickly. To his own chagrin, he had to admit that Zechs
could impose a certain sense of fear on a man, even on him. Zechs
was a tall man. A strong man. “Just… You know.” It was
out of the question that he could tell him about his plans for the night.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Knight in shining
armor, Heero, came to the rescue. “We just think that
it might be too early for Relena to see us together,
as a couple, I mean.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hmm, I’m still
gonna stay home,” Duo mumbled. He sat himself on the armrest of the chair Heero
was sitting in, unaware of it how much he gave the impression that he
unconditionally and truly belonged to Heero, like a faithful servant who
nestled himself next to his king. His gaze rested on Zechs,
trying to imagine the body under the tux.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>They sat like
that in silence, until Duo grew bored. He leaned forward and grabbed a plastic
bag from the table, rummaging through it.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What’s that?”
Heero said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Candy.
shoving the bag under Heero’s nose.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero dumbly
looked up at him, not even beginning to wonder where he’d got
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Or do you
prefer some breasts? I have breasts too," Duo said, digging into the bag.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Penis is
fine." Heero snatched the piece of candy Duo offered him and started
chewing on it. “Idiot,” he mumbled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Finally, they
heard stumbling upstairs. A door was being slammed shut, and feet stepped down
the stairs.
up, eager to know what Wufei would look like. “You’re
sure you’re not going?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo and Quatre
agreed in unison.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Before he could
press the subject any further, Wufei came in and
announced that he was ready.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“My, you look
amazing,” Zechs said, wrapping his arms around
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Uh… Thanks,”
fumbled at the blue satin ribbon around Wufei’s ponytail.
“You look like… Like a present I wanna unwrap.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
giggled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“We still have
plenty of time,” Zechs murmured, biting
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero came up
behind them, looking a bit worried. “Uhm… I hope
you’ll at least make it through dinner?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Shut up,”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No, but
said, jumping up from the arm rest for closer inspection. “You look like a
young count. It’s… very nice. Very hot.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo, knock it
off.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I agree with
him, Wufei,” Heero nodded earnestly. He took it as a
clue to further convince Trowa to go with him. “You
see, Trowa? I can’t count on him for any support.”
Taking the bowtie that Trowa was still holding in his
hand, he tied it back around his pristine crème collar. “And I know the other
girls are gonna be there as well. But I’m telling you, Trowa,
she will not leave me alone. I know I searched for it myself by leaving her
that teddy bear and freaking card on the shuttle. It was a farewell gift from
me to her. I looked back and saw her smiling at me and ripping the card.
Perfect, I said to myself, she’s okay with it, I can
have my way with Duo. But apparently, she had misunderstood. She will be
hanging around my neck the instant I step through that front door. And do we
want that? No, we don’t, Trowa. So please,
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Um… Correction…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Not now, Duo,”
Heero glowered. “But this time I’m begging you, Trowa.
Please come with me. She’s still mourning the fact that I chose Duo over her.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well then, don’t
you think that this party is a sign of reconciliation, of acceptance?”
no, quite the contrary.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“If that’s the
case, don’t you think Duo should go with you instead of me?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“And flaunt our
relationship right under her nose? Don’t you think I’ve hurt her enough
already? Come on, you know how Duo gets when he’s had a little too much.”
glanced over at Duo. He wasn’t even trying to deny it, what was the point
anyway?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So that’s why,”
Heero continued, “you have to come with me.” He pulled the bowtie tight and
smiled satisfactory at the result. “There, all ready.”
little speech made Trowa see that the chances of
getting himself through that party without having Relena
all over himself were indeed minimal if he didn’t have anyone who sided with
him. Still he hesitated.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Heero, can you
guarantee me that Duo will keep his manners?” he said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes, I can,”
Heero nodded. “Just let me.” He turned around and pointed his finger to Duo in
a very parent-like way. “Duo, you be good, okay?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I will, Heero,”
Duo said submissively, the grin on his face and the penis-shaped candy he was
licking at not really convincing Trowa.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I mean it, Duo.
If I hear any complaints from Quatre, any complaints at all, there will be no
use of toys for the rest of this holiday.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>The grin
disappeared as fast as it had appeared. “What? Hey, is that a threat,
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No. It’s a
warning. And believe me, I will do it.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Don’t worry,
we’ll be fine. Now go, you’re gonna be too late.” He shooed the four of them to
the front door, leaving Trowa no more time for any
protest. Quatre followed close behind him to wave them goodbye.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Bye Heero! Have
fun! I know we will!” Duo yelled exuberantly, frantically waving his hand to
the leaving car. They both stayed at the front door until the vehicle was out
of sight.
To be continued…
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Next chapter:
and Quatre find out what Wufei’s hiding in his
bedroom. It turns out to be very… interesting. And there will be even more sex
education. Although this time, Quatre definitely has ulterior motives.
Preview:
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre turned his
head too and felt electricity tingling along his spine at the eye contact they
made. He wondered if Duo could feel it too. “Oh, like that,” he said softly.
“Yeah, I guess you’re right.”
suggestions?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Oh, did he have
suggestions!
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
lap. He couldn’t ask this, he shouldn’t provoke things himself.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What, Quatre?
What did you have in mind?” Duo asked. Judging by his reaction, it most
definitely didn’t involve a certain Disney classic about a lion and his cub.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre sighed. At
the other hand, he was already sitting there, to his distress, with a hard on.
It couldn’t get that much worse, now could it? Besides, if Duo wouldn’t broach
the subject, then he would have to bring up the topic himself.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I still have a
few questions.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh,” Duo said
slowly. “What would you still like to know, Quatre?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Taking a deep
breath, Quatre looked up, back to the big, shining lavender depths he couldn’t
get enough of. “Well, I was wondering… How do you… uhm…
How do you…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Quatre, are you
still gonna say it?” Duo chuckled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre took
another deep breath, and as he exhaled, the words came out it a rush. “I would
like to know some stuff about sucking off. There, I said it.”