I wish I were you
Toy smuggling
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7. Toy smuggling
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>When Duo arrived
upstairs, he gave a little sigh of relieve. Fortunately, Heero had bought the
excuse of fetching the lubricant, and his plea to do it in another room. He
didn’t want them to barge in while Quatre would still be in their room. It
would raise a few annoying questions.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Wonder how our
little fellow is doing,” he said softly to himself.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Surprisingly, the
first thing he heard was… a moan. Was he still not done yet? Had it come from
the second door at all? He could’ve sworn it came from…
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, god…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It wasn’t
fun in there?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>A wail and the
sound of something smashing against the door followed his question. “Maxwell, leave
me the fuck alone!!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo chuckled and
proceeded to his bedroom. Oh but, he was gonna find that book!
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He entered, and looked
around. Not a trace of Quatre to be spotted on the bed.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I smell cum!” he
yelled, sniffing.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Duo, is that
you?” It was the kind of timid probably only Quatre could do. It came from the
bathroom, along with the sound of trickling water. Looked
like he was cleaning the toy.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“If it wasn’t me,
you would be in very big trouble. Heero’s very
possessive when it comes to his toys. He wouldn’t like the idea of others
playing with them,” Duo said, heading for the bathroom.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre looked up
sharply. “What?! Is this Heero’s?!”
He was greeted with a jocular face, smiling at him from the doorway. “It’s not
a ride.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>In an instant, Duo
was behind him and had his arms wrapped around him. Quatre could feel that he
was hard. He wanted to believe that it was because of him. “Hmm… If I would
take you for a ride…” There was a soft hiss, and the arms tightened for a
moment. “You wouldn’t know what day it was. You wouldn’t know what year it was.
You wouldn’t even remember your own name.”
gasped. In the mirror, he could see himself blushing fiercely. “Don’t… say such
things.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It was wildly
erotic, the way Duo grazed his nose against Quatre’s
cheek and pressed his groin against Quatre’s ass.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre couldn’t
stop the moan rising from his throat. He felt his knees go weak, and all he
wanted to do, was to sink into Duo’s strong arms. “You shouldn’t be doing
this,” he whimpered.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I know…” Duo
murmured. “I’m with Heero, aren’t I?” He sighed, almost resentfully, and took
the toy from Quatre’s hands. The contact lingered for
a moment. “Here, I’ll finish this off.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>And then the warm
body behind him was gone. He made himself believe that Duo wasn’t attracted to
him. That he was just messing with him. It was just a game.
game.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo didn’t know.
But it hurt so much. It felt like he spooned his heart out like a pudding, and
ate it with great appetite.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So, did it feel
good?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre snapped
awake from his thoughts. He cleared his throat in an attempt to compose himself
again. “Yeah it… It sure did. You were right, it was wonderful. Where did you
get it? I want to have one too.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, that’s quite
alright, honey,” Duo said, shaking water off the toy and drying it carefully.
“You can borrow this one whenever you want.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Sure.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>The way Duo
looked at him when he gave him the toy did strange things to him.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Maybe you can
think of me, when you use it,” Duo murmured. “But… maybe that’s not such a good
idea.”
maybe not.”
heartbeat humming throughout his entire body, could feel his lips tingling with
the desire to kiss him. He gently shifted his tongue, the way it would move in
Duo’s mouth. “You’re sure Heero won’t mind?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo shrugged.
“I’ll just tell him I lost it. Hell, I lose stuff all the time.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>The corner of
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>And then there
was the most unsettling sound: Heero’s voice.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It came from the
entrance to the bedroom. Both Duo and Quatre’s
eyes widened in alarm.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Put that away!”
Duo hissed, quickly helping Quatre to shove the toy under his shirt. He dashed
outside the bathroom and slammed the door shut behind him.
are you doing here?” Quatre heard him saying at the other side of the door.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What am I doing
here? Looking for you of course. What the hell were
you doing there?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I couldn’t find
the lube.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What the fuck
are you talking about? We always keep it under the pillow. See, there it is.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh… must’ve
missed it.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre could feel
the crack in his heart bursting further. Obviously, they were gonna have sex.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Why are you so
flustered anyway?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No reason.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You go on
ahead.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What is it now?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Need to use the
bathroom.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>There was some
more talking, but it got too silent for Quatre to understand. It ended with a
lustful growl from Heero, and laughter from Duo. Then the door opened again, and
Duo sneaked back in.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“That was close,”
he whispered. “Okay, now I still have to smuggle you out of here. Heero doesn’t
need to know that you were still here.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It seemed like
everything had to happen in a hushed and hasty manner now. Duo gingerly opened
the door of his bedroom and peered through the crack. He was lucky: Heero was sitting
on the bottom step, his back towards them. He opened the door more, and dragged
Quatre behind him to the adjacent room. He quickly threw the toy into
toward the stairs.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre could only
watch, helplessly, powerlessly, how Duo almost litteraly
bounced down the stairs, and how Heero turned around
and smiled. Idly he wondered, while he hobbled down the stairs behind Duo, if he
really had these cute little dimples in his cheeks when he smiled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He could feel a
sudden sense of frustration coming over him. He wanted to know, he wanted to
pull Duo back and demand an answer. What was the difference between him and
Heero? Why did he run to Heero with open arms, and why was he only good enough
to flirt with, but not to fuck with?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>They both raced
towards the lounge room, and, as far as Quatre could tell, blatantly shooed
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Are they gonna
do it in the lounge room?” Trowa said, once Quatre
had reached the bottom step.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So it seems,”
Quatre sighed.
frowned, and there was an exchange of glances at the impressive lexicon of
Duo’s dirty talk. Then he cleared his throat. “Well, I’m not sitting on that
couch tonight.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, don’t worry,
Trowa,” Quatre said. His lips were set in an
ominously tight line. “When they’re done, I’ll have them scrub those cushions
so hard, they won’t have any nails left to scratch their balls with.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>~*~
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre sat staring
into his glass of water. It was the only thing he could still get through his
throat. Yes, it had already come this far, he couldn’t eat anymore. At lunch
too, they’d had to force him into eating at least half a plate of spaghetti,
way. No, I don’t like spaghetti, he had said. He was lying, he did like it. It
only didn’t taste good, nothing did.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Of course, Duo
and Heero’s spaghetti flirting,
Lady-and-the-Tramp-impression might’ve got something to do with that.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>The kitchen was
remarkably quiet. No noisy Duo snooping around for food and sweets, no Heero
trying to stop Duo from eating that much – wouldn’t want him to get fat -, no
overly concerned Trowa trying to get to the bottom of
his feelings. And even Wufei spent an awful lot of time
in his room. One might start wondering what he was doing up there all day long.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He didn’t know
whether to be relieved or sad to be sitting there on his own in the kitchen. It
was kind of a two edged knife. He was relieved because he needed this solitude
to ponder on his thoughts, but he was also aware of it that it could in no way
be healthy to keep it all inside. He felt lonely, and sad.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>And still madly
in love.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>A merry humming
down the hall announced Duo’s arrival. The happy and higly
satisfied smile on his lips when he came strolling into the kitchen made Quatre
almost physically nauseous.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hey
store? I’m starving. Had a little too much exercise, you know,” he added with a
cheeky grin, nosing about in the cupboards. “Ah, here we go!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre continued
staring at his glass. From the corner of his eye, he noticed Duo sitting down
next to him. Something hovered his way, and, peering up, he saw that it was a
cookie.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Do you ever stop
eating?” he muttered.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, I was gonna
say, only when I’m fucking, but since last night, that’s not really true
anymore,” Duo sniggered. “You really don’t want a cookie?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre suppressed
the urge to promptly break down in miserable hiccups. He looked up at him and
shook his head. “No thanks, Duo. So, where is Heero?” he said, before Duo could
get the chance to dig into the subject of eating too little.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Worn out, still
lying on the bed, gasping for air,” Duo beamed. “No, I’m kidding. He and
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“But we only went
to the supermarket yesterday, you and me. We bought an entire cart of cookies
and I don’t know what else you’ve thrown in there.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I know
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre laughed,
genuinely. It was true that they hadn’t really bought anything that could pass
for healthy yesterday.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo blissfully munched
on one of the cookies. There was chocolate on his fingers, and he licked it
off.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre watched
while he did it, and he could feel that pleasant, tickly sensation in his chest
again. Duo’s tongue licking those long, slender fingers,
pushing inside his mouth to be sucked clean. This morning, it had been
his own fingers, disappearing into that warm mouth, and he bit his lip at the
memory.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So, what’s the
stuff between you and Trowa?” Duo said, reaching
inside the box for another cookie. “Any progress yet?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre sighed.
Oh, this ought to be good. After the sex education, now a love‑talk with
the one he loved, but could under no possible circumstances touch the way he
wished. Why not?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Why do you want
to know?” he asked softly, focusing on his glass of water again.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Don’t take this
the wrong way, Quatre honey, but you look a little depressed lately. Is that
because of Trowa?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Maybe… A bit… I
don’t know,” Quatre stammered.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo decided that
it was important enough to lay his box of chocolate cookies aside, and he put a
hand on Quatre’s shoulder. “What kind of nonsense is
that, Quatre?” he asked.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre shrugged,
eyes still directed at the glass in his hand.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“There’s something
bothering you, isn’t there?”
a shrug.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Talk to me about
it.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre wanted to
snort, but he didn’t. What should he say now? Yes Duo, there is something
bothering me. The reason why I’m so depressed and eat so little is you.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Come on,
softly.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre looked up
at him, struggling to keep his tears in check, and then looked down again. He
was going to tell him. He just couldn’t look at him when he did. “Duo, I’m in
love with someone. Someone other than Trowa.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh!” Duo
couldn’t hide the surprise in his voice. “Someone other than
It seemed weird, that one of them would start a relationship outside of their
close little group. “So that sex education, you didn’t do that for
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No, I didn’t,”
Quatre sighed, shaking his head. “Partially, I did it for myself. I was tired
of being so inexperienced. You and Heero are going at it all the time, I was
wondering what felt so damn good about it. The other part of me just wanted to
be…” close to you, he wanted to say. Be with you in the most intimate way I’ll
probably ever get the chance to. The rest of that sentence didn’t leave his
mouth, stayed safely in his head, where it couldn’t harm anyone, except for
himself maybe. “I wanted to be ready in case the occasion might occur.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo nodded his
head, comprehensively. “Is it someone I know?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre smiled warmly.
His eyes were soft when he looked up at him again. “Yes, you know him very
well,” he nodded.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I do?” Duo said,
arching an eyebrow. “So who is it?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>On that,
tip of his tongue. “Duo, I love you”. But he could never say the words. He
didn’t want to be the one to ruin his relationship with Heero. True, he was
jealous and envious on what they had, and he wanted that too. But not like
this. Those two had found each other and were more than happy with that, and he
couldn’t do anything to change that. All he could do was to rattle his head
along the grid of his golden cage, a grid through which he could see, but
couldn’t touch.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I’d rather not
tell,” he said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You know you can
tell me anything, honey,” Duo said, noticing a stray bang of platinum blond and
tucking it back on its place behind Quatre’s ear. His
fingers lingered there and stroked slowly over Quatre’s
cheek.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I know,” Quatre
smiled, warmed by the touch of Duo’s hand on his face. “But that person doesn’t
know about it himself yet, and if he does it might bring him in a difficult
position.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Why’s that?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“He’s already
seeing someone.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, that’s a
problem.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I know. What do
you think I should do?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo leaned
closer. “I think you should talk to him.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre felt his
heart racing. The feathers in his chest were tickling madly, and he felt his
temperature rising. “You do?” he nearly whispered.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes,” Duo
nodded. “That would be for the best. You’re so careful all the time that you’re
not hurting others, that in the mean time you’re oblivious of the fact that you
keep on hurting yourself.” He gently poked his finger at the place on
few words.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>And what if
telling the truth meant that he would lose his dear friend? Yes, having Duo
close to him like this with his love outside reach
hurt him, but losing his friendship would destroy him. Duo,
and the others too, hating him for his outrageous and stubborn wishes.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>No, he didn’t
want that.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Promise me
you’ll talk to him about it, Quat,” Duo said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I will.” He only
said it to humour him, of course.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Good,” Duo
smiled, pulling away again after a quick kiss on the cheek. “So, does
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre forced his
hand to stay down, and not touch his fingers at the burning spot on his cheek where
Duo’s lips had been. “No, he doesn’t. No one does. And I would like to keep it
that way for a while. I know he’s my soul mate and I tell him everything, but
sometimes he can make such a big deal of it, or start talking about it when I
don’t feel like talking at all. You have no idea how tiring and annoying that
can be sometimes.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo squinted at
him and the beginning of a crooked grin tugged at the corner of his mouth. “You
know, Trowa cares more about you than just a soul
mate,” he said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“How do you
mean?” Quatre said, bemused.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Just ask him.”
He stood up, but Quatre quickly took hold of his hand.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Wait Duo,
there’s still something I want to know. I’ve been meaning to ask you
something.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh.” Duo
shrugged, and sat down again. “Okay then.” He waited for Quatre to stop fidgeting,
and eventually, waved a hand in front of Quatre’s
eyes when there came no speech.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Um… Sorry. It’s
kind of embarrassing.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You’re
embarrassed too much, Quat. Just throw it out.
Whatever it is, I won’t eat you.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Okay, um… The
thing is… um… Okay… Umm…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Okay, while you
do that, I’m gonna take another cookie.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre quickly
shook his head. “Yeah, um…” It was hard to figure out how to begin, when all he
could think about was how he wanted Duo to kneel down on the floor and suck him
off. With his head bobbing up and down between his legs, and
Quatre grasping at his hair. “I was wondering…” His voice caught, and he
cleared his throat. “Look. You and Heero… You’re serious about each other… Are
you?” He did a squinting blinking kind of thing with his eyes, and scrunched up
his nose.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo stopped in
mid chew, and carefully put his cookie on the table. “You know, with that face,
you’re making it sound like a bad thing.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“It’s not a bad
thing.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Good.
serious about each other. Very serious. I know how it
might seem like we're only together for sex.” Duo could tell by
we're not. We care about each other. We understand each other, complement each
other. Whenever I feel down, Heero knows exactly what to say to make me feel
better again. And yes, we often have sex, just for fun, because we feel like
it. But very often, it’s also born from passion, and affection. He does things
to me. To my body. To my heart.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre could
actually feel his skin goose bump. He thought that it must be wonderful to have
such a deep connection with someone. “I see.” He craned his neck, as if he
wanted to roll the thoughts around in his head. The dreamy expression Duo had
on his face when he said all those things made him miserable. “I’m just
confused,” he sighed.
what?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well… You say
that… But you also flirt a lot with other boys when you go out. You even have
sex with them. Together with Heero, but still…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
and loyalty.
what about me?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre nodded,
swallowing carefully. “Lately, you’ve been sending me these… signals. Like,
that… you might be interested in me.” Duo just stared for a while. Quatre
didn’t know what would follow next, laughter or… something else.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Interested…” Duo
muttered eventually.
the way you touched me last time when I was cleaning the toy. You were hugging
me like that and… the way you pushed up against me.” He could feel himself
growing hot.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo’s face lit up
with understanding, and he shoved his chair a bit closer. A
lot closer. “Oh, that,” he murmured. “Well, you see, Quatre. When I see
a beautiful boy…” He moved his face closer to Quatre’s,
and slid his hand up Quatre’s thigh. “It’s hard to
control myself.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre closed his
eyes in a moment of bliss, and gasped. “It’s wrong,” he whispered. “I wouldn’t
want Heero to burst in here with foam on his mouth because I
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo laughed. “But
it’s fun.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo was so close.
Quatre could feel the warmth from his face. His mouth, his
rosy lips. If he protruded his tongue, he was sure he could touch them.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Why do you only
do it with me?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I don’t.” Duo’s
breath ghosted over Quatre’s ear, and he enjoyed how
the boy flinched. “It’s not only with you. When Heero was in the hospital, I
tried to defrost Trowa in the elevator. Without much
success though,” he added with a wry grin. “And later on, I tried to coax
was also rather disappointing. So ever since, I kinda
gave up on those two. But you…” He made a low, purring sound in his throat, and
squeezed Quatre’s thigh. “You’re such a deliciously
compliant victim.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre sighed. He
savored Duo’s breath on his face. He could smell the
chocolate from the cookie. “I don’t mean to be. It’s just so fun to get all
this attention.” From you. He didn’t say that. There
were a lot of things he couldn’t say. He had to be careful. Duo might figure
out that he was the boy he was talking about.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo’s breath had
shifted. His lips were hovering above Quatre’s lips
now. Just a hair’s breath away. Quatre had never
noticed. Duo had the slightest of freckles on his nose. And a very tiny brown
spot on his bottom left eyelid.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He wouldn’t kiss,
he’d said that. He only kissed Heero… he was just playing. Just spooning his
heart out and eating it.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He wondered if it
tasted any good. It must’ve, otherwise he wouldn’t keep on doing it.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Some day your prince
will come,” Duo breathed. “Maybe he already has.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What do you
mean?”
than just a soulmate.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>And the bubble
burst. Quatre could almost physically hear the pop and feel the droplets on his
face. Trowa didn’t fit into this picture.
um, yeah.
him, of course.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Okay,” Duo
grinned. He took his cookie, stood up, and headed for the door. “Oh, that’s
right, I almost forgot,” he said, swivelling around again. “We got a letter
from Relena this morning. She wants us to have dinner
with her tomorrow, around
o’clock
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Are the rest
going?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“The rest are
going. I refuse. I refuse flatly.” There was a genuine expression of horror on
his face, which made Quatre laugh.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Then you’ll be
here all alone,” Quatre said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Keep me company?
I promise we won’t get bored. I got great plans,” Duo grinned.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, you’re gonna
give me sex education again?” Quatre chuckled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You’d like that,
wouldn’t you?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre shrugged
and simply nodded.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Okay, I might.”
Duo couldn’t help noticing how Quatre’s eyes lit up.
“Although that wasn’t really what I was planning on doing. You know, there is
something that keeps Wuffles occupied in his room, some
kind of book. He’s acting very mysterious about it. So much that it has made me
very, and I mean very curious.” He gestured with his cookie while he was
talking.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You’re gonna
search for it?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Then, as if
suddenly remembering that he was holding a cookie, he bit from it. “You bet I
am,” he mumbled spiritedly through a mouthful. “It’s the perfect opportunity.
But don’t tell him,” he said with a chocolate covered finger to his lips.
“You’re gonna help me?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Okay.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo nodded. “You’re
going dancing with us tonight? For Wufei’s
birthday.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh yeah, it’s
him a bit. Duo nodded again, happily, and left. Talking about
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He sighed,
nervously and excitedly. A night alone, with Duo, tomorrow.
Something he could look forward to.
To
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Next chapter:
hoped for. And Heero and Duo know how to throw a party!
Preview:
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Ah Maxwell,
there you are!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo’s eyebrows
knitted together, and his head snapped to the side. He reckoned that his glare
must’ve been quite murderous. “Wufei, what the hell
is it!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What do you
mean, you wanna go home? We just got here!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yeah, and I
don’t like it here. There are too many people, there’s too much noise,
everyone’s naked, and they keep on pinching my ass!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo blinked and
put his hand to his side. “Your point?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“This just isn’t
the kind of place where I want to celebrate my birthday!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh,
congratulations,” Jared said.
stared at the newcomer for a while. “Who the hell is this?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“That’s Jared.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“The one he was
talking to while he was hanging through the window,” Heero said.
a dismissive gesture with his hands. “Yeah
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Don’t you come
bleating that you wanna go home!
We still have to give you your present!” Duo yelled. He sighed and reluctantly
let go of the warm body next to him. “Don’t mind him, he’s just a bit testy because
he doesn’t get laid,” he snickered to Jared.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I am not…!
Maxwell!”
Duo ignored Wufei, and gave
Jared a promising squeeze in the crotch. “Don’t go anywhere. This won’t take
very long.” He pushed Wufei down on a bar stool and
smacked some money on the counter. “Have a drink and wait here. We’ll be right
back.”