school adversary

SCHOOL ADVERSARY SIDE STORY: STEAMY CLOSET LEMON! PART 1


Title: School Adversary Side Story
Author: Miasmas (ME!)
Archive: None, I'm knew at this!
Category: AU, Lemon, may be considered a PWP, but they do talk.
Rating: NC-17, but we all know you'll read it if you're not. I'm not even 17 and I wrote it.
Pairings: 3+4
Spoilers: None
Warnings: A bit of graphic and hopefully detailed description.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except the storyline, and even then I'm not too sure about it. All I own is my dog! Please don't sue me!

I looked at Trowa as the tall boy whirled around to face the now locked door. "Sorry" I said apologetically. I didn't want him to get so upset. He turned to face me. He looked furious.
"What the fuck?" He said, surprised, then his mask (oh yes, I know it's a mask), dropped back over his face and he was his usual polite, calm self. "So what's going on?"
I felt this urge to slap him. Just wipe off that damned mask and see what he was feeling. I had to know. My stomach began to churn, and I felt like I was going to vomit. I had to know what he was feeling or how could I tell him? I'm a jock, I'm not a studious guy, and how can I form the words that will tell him how I feel? How can I make it sound beautiful and clean and pure? The hope I had harboured sank and I was ready to call Duo and let us out when his mask slipped. Just for an instant, it slipped, and that gave me the courage to push down my butterflies and reach for the words I needed.
This time, I found them, and I knew they would be beautiful.
"Trowa" I began. (It will get easier)"Will you let me talk and not interrupt? Thank you." (just keep going) "I've been watching you for a while now. I don't know how it happened, but I can't stop thinking about you. The way you move, you're so graceful, and the way you talk, you're so intense, and the way you play your flute, you have the most flexible hands." (you can do this) "I started to dream about you, and in my dreams, you were mine, and I was your's and we would...be close." I said, blushing furiously, hoping he would understand. (take a deep breath, don't stop now) "And in those dreams everything was perfect, because we were together, and nothing could part us. There was no one else, no one cared that I was a jock and you weren't." (keep going, you're almost there) "No one cared that we were both guys, and that it's frowned upon. When they didn't stop, and I found myself searching for you every time I walked into a room, I realised why this was happening to me." (finish what you start) "I love you Trowa. I don't know how, or why, but I do, and I know you'll probably hate me forever. All I ask is that you don't tell anyone about this, about my love for you." I pleaded with him. My pride was shot to hell, but I didn't care. Throughout this, I had not once looked away from his stoic gaze, but I did now, knowing I could not bear to see his rejection of me.
I flinched, startled, as a hand gripped my chin gently. "I feel exactly the same way" a husky voice whispered, and a warm mouth pressed down on mine.

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I couldn't believe it. My angel loved me! Warmth spread throughout my entire body as I shyly kissed him. It was my first kiss. The first time I had ever had feelings like this. I felt awkward and clumsy at first, then Quatre pressed his chest against mine, and everything felt right. It felt like had gone to OZ (1) and was now back in Kansas. A very sexually appealing Kansas at that! I had only one really worrying thought. What the hell was I supposed to do now? I know how it's supposed to be between a girl and a guy, but a guy and a guy?
I pulled away. Quatre looked at me, confused. "Quatre, I don't know how to...that is, I've never done...Quatre I'm a virgin" I finally managed to blurt out. 'Please don't laugh, please don't laugh, please don't-" I frantically begged.
"So am I" Quatre said, smiling in relief. "But I know a bit about this, so let me guide you." I nodded, relieved. Quatre would know what to do. My heart soared as his statement about being a virgin registered. I would be his first, and he would be mine. 'This is right, we belong together' was my last coherent thought before my mouth was once again melded to Quatre's. I felt his mouth open and his tongue lightly traced my bottom lip. I opened my mouth as well, hesitantly at first, not sure if I was supposed to be doing this, I slid my tongue into his mouth. I heard Quatre moan, then felt his arms close around me, pulling me closer into him. I felt his tongue slide over mine, plundering my own mouth, then a jolt of sensation pulsed straight to my groin as he sucked on my tongue. I had never experienced anything like that before. I wanted more. I NEEDED more. I wanted...I didn't know what I wanted, but Quatre would. He said he would guide me through it.
My hands slid over that hated letterman jacket, which I had secretly thought looked very sexy on my Quatre for the last few months. I pushed it off his shoulders and down his arms as he did the same to my blazer. He was only wearing a muscle hugging white T-shirt underneath, and I gasped softly as every muscle of his perfect jock body was displayed in such an enticing sheath. While I was absorbed in admiring Quatre's body, he had been busy working on getting all of my clothes off. My sweater was off, and so was my tie, and he was in the process of licking off my shirt. As another sliver of skin was revealed, it would get methodically licked. When he reached my nipple, he started to suck on it, and with each tugging motion that he made with his mouth, hot sensation coursed through me. I gasped and held onto his shoulders for support, and to keep him near me. He gave very thorough attention to both my nipples until they were hard and pebble like, sticking out from my chest. Then, he moved his hot mouth down my chest, until he was kneeling before me, pulling my shirttails out of my pants. He traced my navel with his tongue, then probed it gently. I moaned and clutched his shoulders tighter. So close. I wanted him to go down further, to give me what I needed.
Then he stopped, and looked up at me. I looked at him confused, why was he stopping?

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I looked up at Trowa. This was both our first time, and I wanted to make sure that he wanted it as much as I did. "Trowa, do you want me as much as I want you?"
"Oh God Yes!" He declared vehemenently.
"Do you mind that we're taking it so fast?" I asked, I had to be sure "I don't want to go too fast for you, but if we make love now, I'm not going to be able to stop myself. I want you too badly to take it slowly"
"I want you too Quatre. I want you to make me yours, right now!" I smiled at that reply. He would go with the pace I set. I smiled and continued to work my way down, licking under the waistband of his trousers. I unbuttoned them and slipped my hand down to clasp his erection through his boxer shorts. He moaned, and I looked up to see an expression of complete overriding desire on his face. I slowly slid his trousers down his legs and helped him step out of them, his shoes, and his socks. His hands clasped the edge of my T-shirt, and I felt shivers all over when his hands brushed my chest as he yanked off my shirt hurriedly. He pulled my face up towards his in a deep, earth-shattering kiss that stole my breath and got me off balance so that I had to grab his hips to keep from falling.
I lowered my head again, and looked at the lump pulling Trowa's boxer shorts tight. Then, looking directly into his yearning eyes, I slowly slid his boxer shorts over his protruding member, down his thighs to his knees. I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of the boxers, and clasped the backs of his knees with my hands. Still staring deeply into the emerald depths of his eyes, I took the head of his penis into my mouth, nipping it gently. Trowa groaned and I could see him start from the sudden wave of rapture that shot through him. I broke away from his gaze, and devoted all my attention to what was in front of me. I left the head of his shaft and started to lick the entire length of it. The grip on my shoulders tightened again, and I looked up at his face momentarily. His eyes were closed and his head was thrown back in ecstasy.
"Don't stop!" He moaned, moving his hips closer to me. I engulfed the whole of him in my mouth, sucking intensely. Trowa started to thrust into my mouth. I almost gagged, but then I opened my throat up, allowing him to push down it further. The sensation was nothing like I had ever felt before. I felt joy, and lust, and my erection grew painful. Knowing that this was my Trowa thrusting into me, being inside my mouth, that I was bringing him to the edge, was the headiest experience I have ever experienced. His boxer shorts had fallen to the floor somewhere along the line, and I moved my hands up and down the backs of his thighs cupping the perfect mounds of his backside.
His thrusts were coming faster now, and I could tell he was about to cum.
My phone rang.

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(1) The Wizard Of OZ