I wish I were you

3. Sex education: lesson 1

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style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So, you see Q‑baby?
There are a lot of positions out there, but those are the three main
positions,” Duo explained.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yeah, I think I
get it now,” Quatre said, nodding his head and doing desperate attempts to keep
his hormones under control. So far, Duo’s expositions in all their glorious
detail hadn’t caused anything more than two burning hot cheeks and more than a
few sweats, and he would’ve liked to keep it that way. “Doggy
style, straddling and missionary.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Exactly,” Duo
nodded. “So, wanna try them out?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre looked up
in horror. Judging by Duo’s face, he was serious! “Try… Try them out?!” he
squeaked.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Noticing the
shocked expression on Quatre’s face, Duo quickly
reached out and gave him a reassuring squeeze in his shoulder. “Oh no class=SpellE>no… not for real I meant. class=GramE>Just pretending.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Pretending? So
we’re not gonna take our clothes off?” If you could consider what
they were wearing ‘clothes’.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Of course not, now
turn around. We’ll start with the first one.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“But Duo…!”

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hands
and knees! Now!” Duo commanded sternly,
although his eyes were still very playful.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“O‑okay,”
Quatre stuttered. He hesitantly turned around and waited to see what Duo would
do. His heart was beating madly, he was sweating and a sudden heat flooded his
groin. What was Duo doing, what was he thinking, why was he doing this?

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He felt the bed
dipping when Duo shifted to position himself behind him. Groin and ass
connected, and he had to bite his lip hard to suppress a moan. His swimming
trunks were shrinking rapidly and only god knew how he would hide his arousal
when Duo made him turn around again. Digging his nails in the sheet, he forced
himself to listen to what his friend was saying and stop all the fantasies from
running through his head.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo had
absolutely no idea! “Some people don’t like doing it this way because of the
lack of contact. It’s harder to embrace each other, and you can’t see each other’s
face. But you see, this position enables a deep penetration
because you have better access.” He gently grabbed Quatre’s
hips and tilted them slightly to demonstrate. “At least, that’s how I
experience it.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It wasn’t
working. Throught the thin fabric of their swimming
trunks, he could feel the shape of Duo’s cock nudging between his class=GramE>crack. Visions kept flashing in front of his eyes of him and
Duo positioned this very way, only without the swimming trunks, joined and
moving as one.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“However, it’s a
bit more difficult to pleasure your partner with your hand while you’re… well…
busy,” Duo continued with a goofy grin.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>To class=SpellE>Quatre’s growing dismay, Duo slid his hand to his lower
parts. He held his breath when Duo’s hand approached the waistband of his
trunks. Oh, he wouldn’t really…?!

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He stopped.
Goodness, fortunately he stopped. God, why was he doing this? He hadn’t
expected his ‘sex education’ to be quite this extreme. He wouldn’t have done it
if he’d known.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You really have
to reach around his hip, you see, and grapple for his peepee,
but with a little practise, it can be really fun this way,” Duo continued.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre pressed
his forehead against the pillow. It was unbearable to have him there behind
him. He wanted him badly, wanted him to rip his trunks off and fuck him into
the mattress. He wanted to submit to him, wanted him to use him in which ever
way he pleased.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>But all he could
feel right now was just a poor substitute of what was going on in his head. Nevertheless,
he found that he was enjoying the warmth and closeness of Duo’s body. Only, it
was the kind of enjoyment that could prove to be very bad for him. It wasn’t
gonna go any further than that! He had to remember that!

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“And then another
reason why people might like this position, is that
they’re so vulnerable. It’s exciting. You don’t see what’s happening behind
your back, and the possible usage of toys there make the whole thing even
spicier. We’ll get back to the toys later, okay Q‑babe?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre didn’t
trust his voice to be steady enough, so he only nodded.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Okay then. Next,
the straddling,” Duo smiled, yanking at Quatre’s
shoulder to turn him around. He chuckled at the yelp he got, seemingly
oblivious of the expression the boy had on his face.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre gave a
yelp of surprise when he was thrown on his back all of a sudden. He landed with
his legs open, the bulge in his trunks completely exposed to Duo’s sight, and he
stared at his comrade open‑mouthed and with terrified eyes. class=SpellE>Dammit! Stupid! His hormones, his desires for Duo, they
were all so stupid!

I’m so stupid! Quatre thought.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo, I’m… I’m
sorry,” he said with a shivering voice.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo frowned and
looked at his friend. “Sorry? What for, little Q‑baby?”

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre’slang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> gaze
slowly hovered from Duo’s face down to his groin. Duo followed his gaze and locked
eyes with an impressive bulge between the milky thighs. Slightly astonished, he
looked back to Quatre, who was about to burst out in tears of pure shame.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“It’s not because
of you,” Quatre stammered. “It’s the position we were sitting in and… and how you
spoke about it so fervently. I… was trying to imagine what it would feel like.
Not with you!” he added quickly.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“It’s okay, you
don’t need to apologize,” Duo soothed him, pushing a few blonde locks out of class=SpellE>Quatre’s face. “I can understand.” He took in the sight of
the boy, flushed, aroused and extremely nervous, and suddenly got the feeling
that he was no longer wanted there.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You want me to
leave you alone for a while? We can continue this some other time,” he said
softly.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre nodded,
grateful for Duo’s understanding.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Okay.” He gave
the boy a light squeeze in his shoulder and headed for the door, but turned
around again with a mischievous grin on his face. “Say Q‑babe, you’re not
planning something naughty for Trowa by any chance,
now are ya?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Blushing
furiously, Quatre let out a nervous snigger. “Maybe,” he lied. “But please
don’t tell him.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I won’t,” Duo
said quickly.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, and Duo,”
Quatre still called out as he was about to leave again. “I would very much
appreciate it if you wouldn’t call me Q‑babe anymore. My name is Quatre.
And I know you like giving nicknames to people, I
don’t mind you calling me Q, or Quat or even Blondie.
But Q‑babe is just so embarrassing.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo’s expression
softened and he smiled. “Okay, if it bothers you that much, I won’t call you Q‑babe
anymore.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Thank you,”
Quatre smiled back at him, and with a relieved sigh, he watched him leaving the
room and closing the door behind him.

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style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Back on his way
to the backyard, Duo spotted Trowa in the kitchen,
snooping around in the fridge and placing a few things on the table.

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hey class=SpellE>Trow. class=GramE>Waddya doin’?”
Duo asked cheerfully, sticking his head through the chink of the door.

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Trowalang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>
briefly looked up and then directed his attention back to the contents of the
fridge, closing it as he found he had everything he needed. “I was about to
make dinner, but actually…”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Wow, it’s already
time for dinner?” Duo said, staring at the clock in disbelief. “Man, I hadn’t
even noticed.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, time flies
when you’re having fun, I guess. So, how did your education go?” class=SpellE>Trowa queried. He was genuinely curious, but kept his voice
and face neutral as he spoke.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Ah, curious, are
ya?” Duo grinned, sauntering over to class=SpellE>Trowa and lazily placing his arm around his shoulders.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I wouldn’t
define it as curiosity,” Trowa said, wriggling away
from the unwanted contact. “More of an interest in how Quatre
did.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, Quatre did
very well,” Duo smirked. He did have enough tact not to tell class=SpellE>Trowa what the little blonde was doing exactly at that very
moment. “He’s quite a quick learner.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I see. And
you’re quite a good teacher, I assume?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Why, wouldn’t
you like to find that out for yourself, Trowa? I can
give you sex education if you want. Any questions you might have you can ask to
the god of love and sex,” Duo sniggered, sneaking his arms around his silent
friend from behind.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo, what are
you talking about? And get the hell off me!” Trowa
grimaced.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo chuckled and
allowed Trowa to tug his arms away. “I’m only joking class=SpellE>Trow, don’t worry. Besides, you know I like being close to
people.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, I don’t. class=GramE>At least not that way. And not with you,” he mumbled. Those
last words had barely been a whisper, but Duo’s sharp ears had picked up on
them.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Say class=SpellE>Trowa, is there something you’re not telling me?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Blushing
fiercely, Trowa turned to the table, suddenly very
interested in the curves and dips from the lettuce leafs.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“There is, isn’t
there?” Duo said, bouncing around Trowa. “I knew it,
I saw it! You’re in love, aren’t ya? Is it Quatre? Is
it? It is, isn’t it? Ooh, Trowa’s in love with
Quatre!”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Stop it!” class=SpellE>Trowa snapped. He was starting to get seriously embarrassed
here! “Yes, I’m in love with Quatre, are you satisfied now? But don’t tell
anyone.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I won’t, cross
my heart, swear it on Heero’s pretty face,” Duo said
earnestly, with a solemn hand on his heart. “Man, all those secrets I have to
keep.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What secrets?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, that
Quatre… Um…” Duo’s eyes flickered briefly, and he quickly changed the subject.
“So what are you gonna make for dinner?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well now, I’d
almost think that there is something you’re not telling me, am I right Duo?” Trowa said, stalking
over to Duo and seemingly determined to get the truth out of him.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“class=SpellE>Trowa, I told you just now, it’s a secret. I can’t tell
you,” Duo sniggered nervously, backing away. “Quatre would…”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What about me?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Both boys turned
to the door and saw Quatre leaning against the door frame with his arms folded
in front of his chest, no longer wearing his swimming trunks, but dressed in a
tight jeans and soft yellow shirt now.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh nothing,
nothing at all,” Duo giggled. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I urgently need some
good Heero-lovin’.”

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Right.lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> And
I’m gonna get dressed before I start dinner. Oh, and Duo!”
Trowa still yelled at the exuberant American before
he disappeared into the backyard. “You’re making breakfast tomorrow!”

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What?!lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> Says
who?” Duo snapped, swivelling around.

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Says
I, Heero and Wufei.style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> And don’t try to
work against us, Heero said he would punish you if you
did.”

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You
assholes!” Duo yelled through the corridor. “This is our
goddamned holiday and you know how much I like sleeping in! You’re doing this
to bug me, aren’t you?!”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Of course we are,”
Trowa chuckled, and made a quick escape to his
bedroom.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>~*~

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero lay
sprawled upon a lounge chair, arms folded behind his head, eyes closed against
the sun. The warmth was comfortable, not too hot for the time of year, and the
occasional breeze soothed the heralds of what undoubtedly would be a sweltering
summer.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Suddenly that
cosy warmth was cooled as he felt a shadow hovering over him, and he blinked
his eyes open, looking up to see the face of his lover.

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo.”lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hey, hot stuff,”
Duo smiled, straddling his lover’s hips and pressing a sweet kiss to his soft
lips.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hey, class=SpellE>sexbomb,” Heero smiled back, running a loving hand over
Duo’s arm. “So, how did your education go?”

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Very
well. But we’re gonna have to continue it some other time.”

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh,
why?” Heero said, arching an eyebrow.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>A glimpse of a
grin flitted across Duo’s lips, but he changed his mind about telling the
entire truth. He didn’t want to encroach upon Quatre’s
privacy and embarrass the boy with it. “Personal stuff,” he said. “So, what’s this
I’ve heard?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What have you
heard?” Heero murmured.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“That I’m in
charge of breakfast tomorrow?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh that,” Heero
smirked. “Yeah, that’s true.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh that’s true,
is it? You do know what that means?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What does it
mean?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo leaned over
to Heero’s ear. “No morning quickie.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero gasped and
a shiver ran through him. “Not necessarily,” he whispered.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh?” Duo said,
straightening again with slight surprise.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Reaching up, Heero
in his turn bowed over to Duo’s ear. “I will help you. We haven’t done it in
the kitchen yet, at least not during our stay here.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh Heero,” Duo
moaned. His eyes narrowed and a grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Say
Heero, do you still need any sex education?” he said, rocking his hips into class=SpellE>Heero’s groin.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I guess there
are always things left to discover,” Heero breathed, feeling himself
growing hard.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Then what the
hell are we waiting for?” Duo said. He grabbed Heero’s
hand and they both hurried inside.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>When they ran
past the kitchen, they nearly bumped into Trowa, who
had just changed and could finally start dinner.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Boy, you guys
are in a hurry. Are you gonna get dressed for dinner?” Trowa
said soberly.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well yeah…
eventually, probably,” Duo giggled, while Heero in vain tried to hide his
arousal.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Noticing what class=SpellE>Heero’s hand was so desperately trying to cover, without
much success however, Trowa heaved a sigh. “You two
are amazing,” he said, shaking his head and disappearing inside the kitchen.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Both boys
chuckled and raced each other to their bedroom.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> 

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Quatre, will you
go tell Heero and Duo dinner is ready?” Trowa saidclass=GramE>, filling the plates with the salad he had made.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Sure. Where are
they? Still outside?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No, upstairs,” class=SpellE>Wufei said, wrinkling his nose at the noises he had heard
when he went to get dressed. “Doing what they’re best at.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh. I see,”
Quatre chuckled, though inside he was torn apart. A wound he couldn’t lick,
that was ripped open again and again without getting the time to heal.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>As he stepped
outside the kitchen and towards the stairs, he hoped with all his heart that
they would already be done by the time he got there. But while he ascended the
stairway, he could already hear them.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>His hand
trembling, both from jealousy and agony, he knocked on the door and called them,
in the hope they would hear him amongst their moans and screams. “Heero, Duo!
Sorry to interrupt you guys, but dinner is ready!”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“class=SpellE>Nnnhh… C‑coming!” he heard Duo yelling back.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre rolled his
eyes. Oh, they were coming, alright!

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>As quickly as he
could, he hurried back downstairs, pausing for a moment at the kitchen door to
soothe his rattled nerves and slip on a sunny smile before he would enter the
kitchen.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What did they
say?” Trowa said.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“They said they
were coming.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Coming…?” class=SpellE>Wufei queried with a suspicious frown.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Don’t ask,”
Quatre said, while he went sitting down at the table and investigated the
contents of his plate. He could see lettuce, chicken, paprika, and a whole lot
of other stuff where he couldn’t quite put a name on. “Trowa,
this looks good. What is it?” he asked, picking up his fork and poking around
in it.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“It really does,
doesn’t it?” Wufei agreed.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, it’s just
some sort of salad I have made with things I found in the fridge and of which I
thought they would match together. I haven’t tasted it yet, though. I hope it’s
good.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Shall we start
already? I don’t think it will be anytime soon before our insatiable two are back,”
Wufei said, sitting down as well.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, then you
thought wrong, Wuffles.” Duo came bursting into the
kitchen, followed by a rather embarrassed looking Heero. His hair was tied in a
hasty braid. “And don’t call us ‘the insatiable two’.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Alright, then
you stop calling me Wuffles, Wuffie,
Wu‑man, or anything that’s remotely related to it, except for my actual
name,” Wufei threw back at him, giving him a defiant
glare.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Huh? Hey,
that’s… That’s not fair! You know I give nicknames. That’s my thing, like you
like to practise with your katana. It’s only for fun and… Heero,
say something!” Duo said at last.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, the man’s
got a point there,” Heero said meekly, shrugging his shoulders.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Say, whose side
are you on?!” Duo shouted, placing his hands on his hips in mock anger.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre sat with
his head leaning on his hand, disinterestedly chewing on a piece of class=SpellE>chicked that had lost most of its taste by now. Duo and class=SpellE>Heero’s skin was still pink and flushed, and shiny with
sweat. Their clothes were all askew. He inclined his head and could smell the
lingering aroma of Duo’s seed. With a twist in his gut, he realized that it
might as well have been Heero’s.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo sat himself
down at the table next to Heero, and suspiciously eyed his plate. He thought it
resembled something like rabbit food. “Trowa, no
offence, but… What is that?” he said.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, don’t worry,
Duo,” Wufei said, his plate already half empty. “It
looks a bit weird, but it’s really very tasty.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo took a
tentative bite of the stuff and chewed it carefully. His eyes lit up with
surprise. “Hm, you’re right, it is very tasty.” And soon his salad was reduced to only a few
smudges of vinaigrette on his plate. “So, who wants dessert?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Four enthusiastic
hands flew up in the air.

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“’Kay!”lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> He
jumped off his seat and grabbed Heero’s hand,
dragging him with him to the sink. Bouncing back and forth between the fridge
and the counter, he soon had everything he needed to make the perfect ‘dame class=GramE>blanche’. Fervently he started the task of making his scoops
of ice cream as round as possible, while Heero opened the box of chocolate
sprinkles, bottles of chocolate and caramel topping and the can of whipped cream.
When Duo passed him the first bowl, he decorated it neatly. A few drops of
chocolate topping had found their way to his fingers, and he quickly licked
them clean, his eyes catching a somewhat surprised look from his lover.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo was just
about to finish the second bowl, when suddenly he noticed Heero’s
fingers going into his mouth and a pink tongue swirling around them to wipe
away something dark brown. Surprised at first, his eyes
briefly narrowed with a fleeting touch of lust.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero recognized
the look in those mischievous violet eyes. He took the second bowl from Duo and
quickly decorated that one too, ‘accidentally’ spilling some whipped cream on
his fingers. Again, he drew them in his mouth, slipping on a seductive mask
this time.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo’s interest
and desire were growing rapidly. He watched how Heero’s
smudged digits once again disappeared into that luscious mouth. His blood was
quickly travelling south again. A speck of whipped cream stubbornly clung to
the corner of Heero’s mouth. Duo leaned over and
languidly licked it away, pushing his tongue past Heero’s
parted lips before swallowing and making the sweetness mingle with their own
tastes. Heero kissed back eagerly and deepened the kiss, the contact causing
his groin to stir.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hey! No drool in
our desserts!” they suddenly heard Wufei yelling
behind them.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Shut up!” Duo
grumbled back, reluctantly breaking free from the kiss. He decided to fix his
remaining attention on the box of ice cream and empty bowl in front of him, but
caramel covered fingers were shoved in front of his nose. He glanced aside and was
met with a sultry look from Heero.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Suck them,”
Heero whispered.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo’s mouth
promptly fell open and for a moment he had to remember to breathe. He took class=SpellE>Heero’s hand in his and drew his fingers inside, suckling
gently and savouring the taste. A low moan penetrated his ears and registered
in his passion fogged mind. Was that Heero? Yes it was, and he was looking at
him with lustful eyes… very lustful
eyes.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero gasped and
his eyes slid shut when the warmth of Duo’s mouth enveloped his fingers. The
thought of what else that mouth was capable of set him on fire and he couldn’t
stop a moan from escaping his lips. Cracking his eyes back open, he gave his
lover a look of which he was sure he’d know what he was aiming at.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>With difficulty,
Duo struggled his way through a third bowl, passing it to Heero and watching
while he quickly threw on the necessary decorations. When Heero was done, Duo
grabbed the box of ice cream and the box of chocolate sprinkles and motioned
with his head to the bedroom. Heero gave a nod of agreement, and snatching the
bottles of chocolate and caramel sauce and the can of whipped cream, he
followed Duo. He still caught sight of a banana in the fruit basket, and
grabbed that as well.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“We’re having our
desserts upstairs!” Duo yelled, flying out of the kitchen with his lover.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>There was some head
shaking and sighing going on at the table. “I wonder what they’re gonna do with
that banana,” Wufei said.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I don’t even class=SpellE>wanna know!” Trowa grimaced. “But
honestly, can you believe those two?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I know, right?
It’s already the fourth time since we got here. The style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'>fourth time!” Quatre informed,
sticking four fingers up to stress his point. “That we know of, at least.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I really don’t
know how they do it,” Trowa said, while he went to
the counter to fetch the bowls of ice cream.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Surely it must
be physically impossible to do it four times a day?” Wufei
said.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre again
shook his head and sighed. “You just wait. The day isn’t over yet.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“If you ask me,
they’re aiming for the Guiness,” Trowa
chuckled, while placing the three bowls on the table. “Well, at least they
still made us dessert.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>All three looked
at the bowls with a dubious face. You could literally see it degenerating. The
first one neared perfection. The second one gave a more floppy impression. And
the third one, that was just a sludge of all the
ingredients together.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So… Who’s taking
that one?” Quatre said, pointing at the third one.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I’ll have it,” class=SpellE>Wufei grunted, pulling the mishmash towards him. “Guess at
least the taste will be the same.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre was about
to reach for the second one, but Trowa was quick to
offer him the first one.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Here, Quatre.
You can have this one,” he said, blushing slightly.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre looked up
and had to chuckle when he saw the blush adorning his friend’s cheeks. “Thank
you, Trowa. That’s very sweet of you,” he smiled,
gratefully accepting the gesture.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Rolling his eyes,
Wufei gave an exasperated sigh. “Oh please! Don’t we
already have enough with those two upstairs?!” he groaned.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Faces turning
bright red, they both chose to shut up and concentrate on their desserts.

To be continued…

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Next chapter:lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> Heero
discovers the joy of Coïtus Interruptus,
and Quatre receives some confusing signals from Trowa.

Preview:

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>When Duo’s
fingers pressed around the base of his cock, and he stopped sucking again, his
hand automatically lashed out against Duo’s ass. “Duo, what the hell is it
now,” he hissed.

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Mildly shocked,
Duo widened his eyes. “Ow Heero, you don’t have to
slap me that hard!” He nonchalantly shook his hair out of his eyes, and took
the can of whipped cream. “Needs more flavour.”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Are you implying
that my cock isn’t tasty enough?” Heero grunted. It was followed by another
slap.

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Heero,
god dammit!style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'> Next time, I’m
tying you up!”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“There’s not
going to be a next time of this! Why do you stop every time I’m almost coming?”

style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo sighed and
glanced behind, shaking the can. “There’s a name for this Heero. I promise
you’ll like it in the end.”

lang=EN-GB style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh
yeah? Well there’s also a name for what I’m gonna do the
next time you’re gonna stop. It’s called ‘pounding into the mattress’!”
Heero’s threats were cut short when Duo sprayed the
cold cream over his hot cock. He lusciously licked it off, and Heero arched up
from the mattress. He felt Duo’s fingers spreading the cream between his crack,
and the two sensations blended so delisciously
together.