I wish I were you
A night out, part 1
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8. A night out, part 1
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style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo stared into the
mirror at Heero’s reflection, who was carefully
brushing his hair. He smiled softly and occasionally shivered at the gentle
touches. It was beautiful to see how a perfect soldier’s hands could be so
caring.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You’re wearing
that perfume I gave you for your Valentine,” Heero murmured, inhaling and
nuzzling Duo’s neck.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes. I’d like to
save it for special occasions. It’s a special scent. I love it,” Duo smiled,
watching Heero placing soft kisses in his neck.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Me too,” Heero
purred. “It makes me horny.” He pushed his half hard cock up into Duo’s ass to
stress his point.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo gasped and
laughed at the same time. “You got it from one of those dirty magazines?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes,” Heero
mumbled in between two noisy, wet kisses.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You know, that’s
all – ugh!” Duo stumbled when Heero pushed him forward, and he steadied himself
with his hands on either side of the mirror. “That’s all in the head,” he
finished clumsily.
really?
you.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo whimpered.
cock. “Heero, not… not now…” he gasped. “We have just
taken a shower and the others are already waiting for us.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“That’s not so
urgent.” He slowly sank down to his knees and fumbled with the button and
zipper from Duo’s pants. Softly, he bit in the warm, fragrant skin of Duo’s
lower back. “This is urgent.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo felt his
pants sliding down over his hips, and he scratched his nails along the tiles of
the wall. “The sink is in the way,” he whispered. Heero growled something about
how he should stop making excuses, and then Heero’s
tongue was between his buttcheeks, and he opened his
mouth wide to suck in a breath. “Oh fuck! Oh god!” he gasped.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You want this,”
Heero murmured, his breath hot against Duo’s damp skin. “I can smell it. Your
cock is getting hard, and wet, and sticky. Your hole is blooming open. It’s so
eager to have my tong...”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh my god, if I
didn’t think so!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo’s head
snapped in the direction of the disturbing voice, his eyes wide with surprise.
“Dammit Wufei, you have a
way of sneaking up on people!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero veered
upright and discreetly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He’d never
witnessed Duo pulling his pants up so fast. “We were just, um…”
call yourself people?!” Wufei cut in. “You’re
animals! Vulgar, obsessed animals!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“It’s because
Duo’s wearing that perfume…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes, it’s all
fault?
fault? You’re the one wearing it!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You bought it.
What else did you buy it for? To keep it in the cupboard?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Do you really
have to wear it now?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, when you
go to a gay club, you might wanna…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Wait
physically threw himself between the verbal fight. His eye was twitching. His
jaw was setting. “Are you taking me to a gay bar?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo gave a weak
laugh. “You were not supposed to know that till we were in the car.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You’re such an
idiot, Duo,” Heero sighed.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Okay, that’s it,
I’m going to my room, and I’m staying there.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No. NO! Get back
here! Dammit!” Duo shouted, shoving past Heero and
marching after Wufei. He managed to grab his arm,
just before he disappeared into his room.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Listen,
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Don’t call me
that!” Wufei bit. His voice sounded quite poisonous.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo winced. “Okay
okay. See Wuffles, we’re
doing you a favour here…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I cannot believe
you would take me to a gay club! I would’ve expected as much from you, but
you…” He pointed an accusing finger to Heero, who had trotted behind his
boyfriend. “You know, all of you, that I’m not your most social butterfly, and
yet…! How many displays of public obscenery am I
gonna have to witness?!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo’s face
creased into an alarming grin. “Oh, a lo…!” Then there
was a sudden punch in his side from Heero. “Not so much.”
rolled his eyes with a dirisive snort, and crossed
his arms in front of his chest.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No really. It’s
a classy place.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Forget it. I’m
staying home. I’ve got everything I need right here.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“It’s your
birthday!” Duo shouted, accompanied with his usual dramatic hand gestures.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So? Can’t I do
whatever I want on my birthday? What if I choose to stay home and celebrate
just with you guys, among friends, intimately?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Shut up
siding with Duo on this matter. Heero used to be just like him, living in his
shell, his own little world. Of all people, he should’ve understood.
his hand on his hip and took a defiant stance. “What?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You need a
boyfriend. And we’re gonna get you one,” Duo grinned, starting to push
dancing tonight. Period."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"You can't
make me!" Wufei sputtered.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Oh, yes we
can!"
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo laughed
ominously for a moment, and let his mouth ghost next to Wufei’s
ear. "Let's just say there might be some very questionable milk at
breakfast tomorrow, if you don't join us."
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero frowned.
"Sophisticated," he murmured.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You wouldn’t!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“We already did,”
Duo growled, and before Wufei could answer, he dashed
down the stairs. “Here we are!” he sang when he burst out the front door.
Quatre and Trowa were already waiting in the car. He
could hear Wufei jabbering behind him about what he’d
meant with that. Funny how he was so docile all of a sudden.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Just get into
the car, and maybe I’ll tell you all about it,” he purred.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It annoyed
flickered nervously from the carseat to Duo, and then
to Heero. The odds of it being a peaceful ride were rather unexisting.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What, you think
you’re gonna lose your virginity just from sitting next to me?” Duo sniggered.
“Don’t worry, I’ll leave that honour to someone else.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Would you just
get into the car please? We’re starting to take root here!” Trowa
softly, yet sternly interfered.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>With a grunt of
resignation, Wufei slunk into the car.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo plopped down
next to him in a bundle of enthusiasm, wiggling closer to make room for Heero.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Don’t sit so
close,” Wufei gnarled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Now
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>"Complaints,
Maxwell?" It sounded from the driver’s seat.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No Quatre honey,
not at all,” Duo said. “If it were a guy, I’d probably have sex with it right
now. So, can we get going now?” He had positioned himself between the two front
seats again, and was leaning his elbows comfortably on either side of them.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre sighed
with exasperation. “Duo, you gotta stop doing that.”
He gave him a nudge and, sliding his hand over the hand break, shook the hair
off his hand. “And for god’s sake, do something about your hair! It’s…
everywhere.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>While the engine
kicked into action, Heero gathered Duo’s hair in his hands and started braiding
it. In the hustle, they hadn’t got to it yet. Duo relaxed into the touch and
sighed. He sat slightly turned to Wufei, and caught
the boy’s expectant look.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What?” he said.
you walked into the kitchen, and Heero and I had just fucked?”
rolled his eyes at Duo’s coarse language. “Yes.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“And you also
remember how you said that the eggs tasted a bit funny?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Shocked,
that…?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Um… yeah, I’m
afraid so,” Duo snickered.
grew wide. His mouth fell open. Wide open.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You know, do
that in the club, and you’re in,” Heero butted in.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
slapping Duo on the thigh. “Couldn’t you have told me?!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, we wanted
to, but we didn’t get the chance! Before we could say anything, you had gulped
them down!” Duo said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh god, I think
I’m gonna throw up.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Could you please
throw up through the window? It’s an expensive car,” Quatre said in all
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo burst out in
laughter, while Wufei was gnawing his teeth and
looking desperately for something to cause damage with.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“We’re really
sorry, Wufei,” Heero said. “We really didn’t mean for
it to happen. The eggs just happened to… be there, you know. Hmm, now you can
tell me that it’s all in the head, but this perfume is driving me wild.” Duo’s
braid was finished, but he kept on caressing his hair, and he was no longer
talking to Wufei anymore either.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Ooh, Heero,
that’s nice,” Duo purred. He willingly let Heero’s
hands coax his head around and opened his mouth for his lover’s kisses.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I’m still hard,”
Heero murmured, squirming uncomfortably. “God, I’m so horney.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“For god’s sake,
stop that,” Wufei hissed viciously.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>They blissfully
ignored him, and moaned and purred into each other’s mouth. Duo turned back
toward Heero for better access to his mouth, sneaking a greedy hand down
between Heero’s legs. Vaguely, they registered a soft
swivelling of the car, and Trowa’s voice shouting to
look out. But it was alright. They didn’t hear the scratching of metal or the
breaking of glass. They could keep going. Panting, whimpering,
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It took them a
while to notice that they weren’t driving anymore. It only took them for Heero
to roll out of the car to notice that the door was open.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo blinked and
stared stupidly at Heero sprawled on the ground, and then to Quatre and
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre looked at
them with a relatively calm look on his face, although his eye seemed to be
twitching a bit. “You two are bad for my nerves,” he said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“How… how do you
mean?” Heero mumbled, scrambling upright.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“We’re lucky that
there’s not a lot of traffic on this road, otherwise we could’ve hit a hundred of
cars by now. Now, here’s what we’re gonna do. Duo, you… yes you,” Quatre said,
pulling Duo out of the car with a gentle but firm hand. “You go sit in the
front seat next to me, and Trowa will sit next to
Heero on the backseat.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“But…!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Do you want to
see me angry?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No but, we’ll
try to keep it down, I promise!”
following outburst was short, but clear. “GET YOUR ASS IN THE FRONT SEAT, GOD
DAMMIT!!!”
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style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It had been
silent for a while now. Duo had plucked a chewing gum out of one of his
pockets, and was chewing on it furiously. Every now and then, he threw a wink
and a kiss to Heero, but it stopped there.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>They had to stop
for a red light, and all of a sudden, he started ooh-ing,
like it was the only syllable he knew.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Quatre, open the
window!” he gabbled, crawling over Quatre. “Hurry, open it!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Perplexed, Quatre
pushed the button. The window whirred open, and Duo went hanging half through
it.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What the hell is
he doing now?!” Trowa cried.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I don’t know,
but he’s got his knee on my crotch! Duo, get the hell off me!” Quatre yelled. He
wanted to grab him and pull him off. But he didn’t know where.
He could see where his buttcrack started. And he
could see that he was wearing no underwear.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre
convenient to be thinking about that now.
see the reflection of Quatre’s face in the rear view
mirror, and instantly let his worries flare up again. “Quatre, are you
alright?!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I’ll survive,”
Quatre peeped.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“He’s talking to
someone in the car next to us,” Heero said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>In the mean time,
the light had switched to green again, and behind them, a few cars started
honking impatiently. And Duo was still chatting and hanging, and Quatre was
still afraid to touch him.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>After another
colourful outburst from one of the drivers behind them, Duo finally crawled
back into the car. “Sorry,” he said. His eyes widened in shock when Quatre
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh, did that
hurt? Perhaps you didn’t notice, but you were sitting with your knee between my
legs!” Quatre bristled.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh no, I’m so
sorry!” He reached for Quatre’s crotch like it was a
kitten that had fallen out of a tree. “Are you hurt?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Irritated, Quatre
started driving again. “It’s not so bad,” he grunted.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Who was that
anyway?” Heero said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo turned around
with a grin. “Someone from school. Remember Jared,
that guy who walked in on us while we were making out in the computer room?”
yeah, Jared!
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I invited him to
join us. He said he would think about it.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Cool.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>~*~
call this classy?!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>It was hard to
imagine that Wufei would ever set foot in a club.
club.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Yet here he was.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>And he was not
happy.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>On his way in,
there’d been some boys who’d stumbled quite rudely against him, drunk, and not
even bothering to apologize. And it didn’t get much better once he was inside.
There were stages, poles, half naked guys humping up against the poles, half
naked guys humping up against each other. A spotlight flashed directly into his
eyes, and dazzled, he wildly looked around him.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>There was only
one who could’ve picked out a place like this.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Maxwell…” he
growled. “Where the hell is he?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>To Duo, it felt
like coming home. Sighing deeply, he let everything flow through him. The
music, the heavy, rich sound of the beat, the boys, the
colourful lights… oh, the boys, all the beautiful boys!
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>His eager eyes
scanned the crowd, and they quickly picked out a familiar face, standing a bit
forlornly at the bar. Remember Jared?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Hey Heero,” he
said, nodding in the direction of their old schoolmate.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Oh…” Heero said
slowly. “He came.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>They wormed their
way through the sweaty mess of dancing bodies, and strategically positioned
themselves on either side of him.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Jared…” Duo
drawled sensually. “You came.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Uh…
was actually on my way to my girlfriend.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Jared…
Straight?” There was a tone of mock reproach in Duo’s voice, and he
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Jared sipped
nervously from his drink. “If you say so.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero grinned
lopsidedly. “I can imagine that my hand on your ass is throwing you off a bit,
but yes, we are.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“That’s great.”
He stared at his drink, and swallowed. “So can I buy you guys something?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo and Heero
looked at each other in a very conspiratory way. They
could see that Jared was intimidated by them. “Actually…” Duo abruptly turned
Jared around and pressed up close against him. “We had something else in mind.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You do?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes…” Heero
hissed, pressing up against Jared’s backside. “Let’s teach you some things that
your girlfriend can’t do.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Jared moaned and
pushed his ass back against the hardness of Heero’s
groin. He felt his face growing hot, and closed his eyes in rapture, enjoying
the touch of the two bodies glued against him. “I could never imagine…”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“You’ve always
wanted this, haven’t you?” Duo whispered. His mouth was right next to Jared’s
ear, and he could feel the boy shivering. “Ever since you walked in on us while
we were kissing. You knew then we were gay.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes…” Jared
breathed. “Yes, I’ve always desired you, both of you. When I saw you together…
You radiated such passion… Such raw, sexual energy.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Heero purred and
licked up Jared’s other earshell. “Then… why don’t we
stop talking and get to the backroom already? We’ll make you forget all about
your girlfriend.”
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!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo ignored
“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.”
grabbed the money like it had personally offended him, and ordered a gin tonic.
“So, you’re Jared,” he said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Uh, yeah,” Jared
said meekly.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Sorry I was so
rude before. I’m just a bit pissed that they took me here for my birthday. This
must be the most raunchy place I’ve ever seen.” He
took a gulp from his drink, and grimaced at the bitter taste in his mouth.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, there are
worse,” Jared shrugged. “I’ve heard of places where they have sex in public for
the amusement of the customers.
leered suspiciously at the boy. “Heard of…”
heard of.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No…”
who ditches his girlfriend for the two most popular boys at school.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Jared opened his
mouth to speak, but abruptly shut it again. “Not like it’s anything serious,”
he said after a while.
your girlfriend?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“No with them.
It’s just for fun, anyway.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
you.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Why?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“All of you think
with your cocks.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Jared laughed
softly, and stretched languidly on his barstool. “Ah well, great cocks do think
alike.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre and
and Duo. And Jared, their new toy for the night. Both of them were occupied
with thoughts of their own. For Trowa, it was the
soft features of Quatre’s face, and the way the
colourful lights danced on his body.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>For Quatre it was
the animated way in which Duo was talking to Wufei. He
thought that Duo looked good tonight. He had taken great care in his grooming.
He’d never seen him like that before. There was something with his eyelashes.
They seemed longer. Thick and black. Quatre figured he
was wearing mascara. He rather liked that on a guy. But it had to be tasteful.
Not in a drag queen kind of way. Just to emphasize how very, very beautiful his
eyes were.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He sighed and
sipped from his funny pisang. Actually, he wanted to
cry. Wanted to bawl like a baby. Thousands of times he
had already asked himself. Why? Why Heero? Why not him? Quatre knew that he
probably hurt Trowa with behaving this way. It was so
hard. He cared about Trowa too, but in a very
different way. Trowa was the one he could entrust
almost everything to.
then suddenly, one morning…
things of which he wanted to pretend that it had never happened.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>But it had, and
it had shocked him. That night when he had lain next to Trowa
in his bed, he had felt so safe, so confident. His friend,
his protector. Then, at that moment, he should’ve been able to stop
time. No sorrow, no pain, no heartache. Just being with his
dear friend forever.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>But things had
changed dramatically the morning after. Was that Trowa’s
true motive for being with him all the time? Pretending to be his soul mate,
gaining his trust, but when he was alone at night, he would have dirty dreams
about him? Did he have to conclude from that, that Trowa
didn’t see him as a so called soul mate, but merely as a lust object?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>To be honest, he
had trouble believing that.
Duo…
went beyond the physical desire. He wanted to know him, wanted to own him.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Sometimes he
wondered, if he would be able to go back in time, then
could he change everything? Could he make Duo love him more? Or were he and
Heero just meant to be together? That thought terrified him; the thought of
never having Duo, of never touching him, of never having Duo touch him, and with
that simple touch, losing all control. He’d never experienced it, but he could
vividly imagine it, just by looking at Duo.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Something needed
to be done. He wasn’t strong enough to bear such an emotional burden. Someday
soon, his heart would surely burst. The bombshell would drop, would explode,
and everyone would get injured by its errant fragments. His crazy dreams would
cry out to turn into reality. The vows that he had so determinedly made to
himself; that he would never come between Heero and Duo for his own needs...
Was he prepared to break them?
felt heavy while he watched Quatre. The boy only seemed to have eyes for Duo.
The boy who had cried against his shoulder, who had slept in his bed, curled up
against him, like a little child afraid of ghosts and vampires. He wished he
could have more nights like that. It had felt so wonderful to have him there
next to him. To hold him, to hear his heartbeat, feel his breath on his skin.
And then drift off to sleep with him in thoughts and dream about him. He had
kissed him in his dream. He had made love to him, and Quatre had enjoyed it.
Oh, he had seen and heard such wonderful things in that sinful dream of his.
Quatre had lain underneath him, gloriously spread
open, his gracious cock proudly erect. He had practically been begging
had done so. It had felt… perfect, even though he didn’t have a clue what if
felt like in real life. Their hips had danced their sensual dance together. He
had seen Quatre’s face, the ecstasy, the thrill of
orgasm, the shock of pleasure. He had heard him, the outcry of his name as he
came in his hand. He had felt the heat of his semen running over his skin. He
too had screamed out Quatre’s name.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>But God, please
God, don’t let him have screamed it out loud, so that his little friend would’ve
run out of the bedroom in a state of fright. Look for shelter with his beloved
Duo. Duo who gave him sex education, Duo who told him about
gay bars. Duo this, Duo that. And wasn’t Duo the reason why he had been
crying in his arms too? And only just now in the car, when Duo and Heero just
couldn’t keep their hands off each other. He had been looking
more in the rear‑view mirror instead of at the road. Distraction,
he had called it. To Trowa, it had rather looked like
jealousy.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Was he never
going to be more than just a soul mate?
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He didn’t want
that!
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Neither did his
budding erection!
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Maybe tonight
might’ve been a good opportunity to take things to the next level.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He knew he wanted
that!
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He wished that he
could act as if they were a couple. To hold Quatre's
hand, to sit there with his arm around him. To stroke him
through his hair. To get pleasantly drunk, and laugh
ridiculously, and find support on each other. And then, let their
hormones take over from their.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>He shifted on his
barstool, and softly nudged Quatre. His friend turned to him with a warm smile,
and Trowa’s breath caught. Quatre had used
wanted to kiss them, god, he wanted to kiss them so badly!
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Um, I…”
talk to you about.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Quatre nodded.
“Yes? About what?”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“There’s too much
noise here. Maybe… Maybe we’d better go outside for a while.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Suddenly, there
was a tumult behind them. Wufei had caught sight of
his ‘present’.
To be continued…
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Next chapter:
the initial shock, Wufei turns out to be very happy
with his present ^_~ And the music makes
Preview:
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Heero, what’s
the matter? Your eyes look funny,” Duo said. He took the joint from Heero, dubiously
looked at it, and then looked back to Heero, who was now pointing somewhere
towards the crowd.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Look there,” he
said.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo looked round,
and sprang up. “Wufei, Zechs?
What the hell are you still doing here?”
snorted and plopped himself down on a chair. “Why don’t you ask mister ‘I don’t
need a parking ticket’ over there?” he said with an angry nod to
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“I was out of
change!” Zechs cried.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Yes, yes, you’ve
been chanting that all the way back. They towed the car,” Wufei
grumbled, snatching the cigarette from Duo’s hand.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>Duo couldn’t help
but laugh. “I’m sorry, that’s not funny,” he said, catching Wufei’s
murderous glare.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“So, couldn’t you
take a cab?” Quatre suggested.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Well, the mood
was pretty much ruined anyway, with him whining about his car all the time,”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Cars don’t grow
on trees, you know,” Zechs huffed.
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“What’s the big
deal? It’s not like it’s stolen. You just have to go get it back, and pay the
fee.”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Money doesn’t
grow on trees either!”
style='font-family:"Times New Roman";mso-ansi-language:EN-GB'>“Neither do
“I drink to that!” Duo grinned, raising his glass and
taking a large gulp from his drink.