The Seduction of Trowa Barton

Title: The Seduction of Trowa Barton
Author: Bishigurl28, with thanks to my friends Emmy and Carolyn for their input and editiing!!
Category: Shameless, Shameless PWP Lemon
Pairings: 3x4x5, 1x2
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Threesome, slight bondage, humor, yaoi lemon, again it’s a PWP, not plot whatsoever, just three pilots screwing themselves silly, OOC….
Comments: This was inspired by a net convo with my friend Emmy. Add some sleep deprivation, soda, and my hentai mind and vola! You get this!! Hope you enjoys!!

The Seduction of Trowa Barton (part1)

It all started innocently enough. The doctors had summoned the pilots to a training session so they could see the pilots strength and weaknesses and then figure out a way so that to train up those weaknesses, so that the Gundam pilots could work more efficiently as a team.
One skill that needed to be worked on was escaping out of restraints. Although this was Duo’s forte, the doctors could not allow the others to lack in this necessity. Besides they could not all rely on Duo or on Heero’s enhanced strength to break the bindings.
So the pilots were lectured for hours on the different types of restraints, their common placements on the body, positioning, and most importantly, how to get out of them. The pilots were then strapped down to different surfaces and positions in varying degrees of difficulty and expected to escape before their allotted time ran out.
Duo of course was the fastest, using his street skills to their fullest. His slim agile fingers were ideal for working the locks or getting enough leverage to force the restraints open. Duo managed to escape all the traps, and no one was too impressed (well, okay Duo was impressed with himself) after all the L-2 orphan did have many years under his belt of getting out of tough situations. Quatre, on the other hand was the slowest, although he did finish his tasks before the timer ran out. He spent much longer on the beginner’s level than the others, but he soon managed to get the hang of it to finally advance to the harder levels. Wufei was neither fast nor slow, he efficiently got the job done and that was that. As for Trowa and Heero, the two had uncharacteristically acted like two teenage boys and had started a competition between each other. They were both nimble and efficient, but their times always seemed to end up in a tie. This gave fuel to the fire that was their obsession in claiming the title of \"Lock King.\"
Heero and Trowa enthusiastically asked for extra and harder sessions. The doctor’s engineers constructed wickedly difficult bindings, so that Trowa and Heero could practice. They practiced everyday and between their missions, their obsession soon grew into an addiction.
When Dr. H commented that a \"Clash of the Bindings\" competition would be the only way to curb the two’s obsession, Trowa and Heero took him seriously. So it was done, Heero and Trowa shook hands and agreed to have a formal competition in order to prove who was the best. They had the engineers pull out all the stops on their practice bindings and set off to train for the event.
Heero and Trowa practiced all day whenever they were free, and all night when sleep eluded them. While this was going on, Duo, Quatre, and Wufei were beginning to miss their lovers. At first the three had been supportive of Heero and Trowa’s new \"hobby\", but it was getting to be too much. Duo got used to spooning up against the air on Heero’s side of the bed He was growing restless and irritated from being ignored by Heero.
Fortunately for Heero, Duo hady miy missions so he wasn’t around to bitch and moan Heero’s indifference to him. As for Wufei and Quatre they missed their seme. Often at night, the safehouse was filed with the sounds of Trowa’s attempts to get out of his cuffs, and the sounds of Wufei and Qautre relieving \"stress\".
Although, they were proud of Trowa’s determination, they missed him horribly. It wasn’t the same with out their lanky lover. During the early morning hours, when Trowa decided to take a break he would slip into bed and curl up next to his lovers and relish in the warmth of their bodies, but he was always gone as soon as light’s first rays peeked into their bedroom.
The three ukes managed to tolerate their seme’s obsession until one evening when Duo finally cracked. He was sick of being ignored, and hadn’t had sex in three weeks. Spandex boy was going to pay. Duo came storming into the kitchen where, Wufei and Quatre were mulling over their after dinner tea, depressed over their current situation with Trowa. Duo paid them no mind and stalked out of the kitchen to where Heero was practicing.
Quatre and Wufei heard muffled voices and the occasional \"Hn.\", but then it escalated when Duo began throwing a hissy fit. Heero calmly told Duo it was for the mission that Trowa and he were training for. That’s when Duo lost it.

\"ALL RIGHT HEERO YUY! PLAY WITH YOU’RE DAMNED HANDCUFFS!!
UNTIL YOU COME TO YOUR SENSES, YOU’RE NOT GETTING ANY!!.\"
There was silence, and then sounds of handcuffs being shed. The next noises the Sandrock and the Shenlong pilots heard was heavy panting and moaning, as two teens gave into their pent-up libidos.

\"Lucky brd.\rd.\" Wufei said as he sipped his tea. \"Perhaps we should use that tactic on Trowa. What do you think, love?\"
Quatre sighed. As much as he did want to threaten Trowa, it would never work. He and Wufei were only being deprived of Torwa, nothing more…except hot sex with Trowa… Quatre leaned over and nipped Wufei’s neck. \"No love, Lets wait a while longer. If we were in Trowa’s place we would want him to show us tolerance and support. Besides, he‘s taken such pride in it. Lets wait awhile longer.\"
Just as he said this, Trowa came through the door; it was obvious that he had walked in on Duo and Heeros tryst on the living room carpet. He bade his loves good evening and gave them each a kiss.
\"Is it just me or does Duo get hornier each day?\" Trowa said was a gentle smile.
\"It isn’t you love.\" Wufei said as he watched Trowa lean into the refrigerator and rummage around for the leftovers from dinner. He noticed that Quatre was raking hungry eyes over their tall love as well. Damn them they were needy. Trowa looked up from behind the refrigerator door with his plate of leftovers in hand. HE noticed the attentiveness of his two koibitos and gave them a smirk. He placed his food in the microwave and turned to his audience. Trowa slinked up to where his lovers sat practically drooling and fidgeting awkwardly in their chairs. The unibanged pilot leaned forwards towards his Asian lover and was received whole-heartedly in kiss.

While his tongue danced with Wufei’s, Trowa ran his hands all over Quatre. The little Arabian purred in delight, and playfully nipped at Trowa’s fingers.
After a few minutes, Trowa switched and claimed Quatre’s mouth while his fingers found there ways across the familiar trails of Wufei’s body. Trowa broke the kiss to allow Quatre to breathe, and to retrieve the food that was now thoroughly nuked in the microwave. After he had placed the smoldering remains in the trash, he walked up to his lover and gave them a piercing look. He smiled.
\"You two wanna…have wild and passionate sex?\" Wufei’s eyes sparked with excitement, and Quatre;s threatened to pop out of his head. The both nodded profusely. Sex? Here and now with Trowa? Who in their right mind needed to ask?
Unfortunately, that wasn’t what the Heavyarm’s pilot had asked.
\"You two wanna…help me practice? The tournament is in a couple of weeks.\"
Quatre and Wufei’s excited and hopeful expressions changed to ones of masked disapointment. No sex with Trowa. \"Oh. Yeah, sure love…\" Wufei said to smooth over the awkwardness.
Quatre looked like he either wanted to cry of scream.
Trowa smiled happily. \"Great I’ll be in the garage.\" The taller boy grabbed an apple and sauntered towards the garage door, leaving his two lovers to stew in their annoyance and disappointment.

\"So…\" Wufei began giving Quatre an annoyed look. \"Was that the last straw?\"
Quatre matched his love’s iritated look. \"
OH..YEAH…..\"
\"Revenge?\"
\"Definitely.\"
\"Good.\"
So the Shenlong pilot and the Sandrock pilot left to plan an appropriate punishment for their neglectful seme.

The day after, Trowa was summoned on a mission. The mission wa be be an undercover infiltration of an OZ supply base. The duration of the trip was to be at least two weeks, in fact he mission ended two days before Heero’s and Trowa’s competition. Trowa packed his bags and kissed his two loves good-bye and departed. Heero was also summoned on a mission and he soon left after Trowa.
Now Quatre and Wufei had some time to plan and prepare for their revenge. The two sat pensively at the kitchen tabled trying to come up with something appropriate. They did not want to be too harsh on Trowa, only enough to make his realize his folly.

\"Do we really want to do this? I don’t want him to take it the wrong way.\" Quatre said as he played with his breakfast. \"There’s no backing out of this Quatre. Don’t worry we’re doing this out of love, not spite.\"
Duo walked in and gave the pair an enthusiastic \"Good Morning\" as he made his way to the cupboard. The American’s hair was mussed, and he looked like he hadn’t had any sleep at all. However the sleep deprivation was overridden by the America’s sleepy grin. Neither Wufei nor Quatre commented on the sudden abnormality in Duo’s walk.
Duo plopped down across from Quatre with a bowl of cereal and then proceeded to drown his cheerios in milk.
\"How’s it coming, guys? Anything new in the \"Revenge of the Ukes?\"
He said between mouthfuls of his breakfast.
\"Unfortunately no.\" Wufei said with a sigh. \"How did
your threat
work so well on Heero?\"
\" I never lie.\" Duo said with a wink
Wufei huffed,\"We’re still on square one. We want to make him realize the source of his neglect and how it has affected us, but at the same time we want it to be beneficial to our r elationship….\"
\"Jeez, WU! You just said the answer!\" Duo said excitedly. Ebony and Aquamarine stared back in confusion. Duo sighed…Three brains between them, and no imagination whatsoever. Hell, Quatre’s the strategist too….
\" Look, Trowa wants to get as much practice for this pain-in-the-sex-life tournament, you two want him to pound you guys into the mattress, but you want him to realize how much the three of you have missed being intimate. Now, what if you were to somehow incorporate all of that into something really nifty? You’d have Tro ruing the day he ever got into his \"hobby\" while he’s ravaging the both of you.\"
Quatre and Wufei sat for a minute to consider Duo’s advice. After a few moments, Quatre’s expression turned mischievously evil. \"Care to share, love?\" Wufei asked.
\"Of course. We’re going to make Trowa beg. He’ll practically tear the bindings off of him when we’re through with him!\" The small Arabian got up and tugged his lover towards their bedroom. \"Come love, we’re got planning to do, and a lot to set up. Thanks Duo!!\"
Duo smiled and waved after their retreating figures. Heh.
Trowa’s
going to be one sorry and lucky bastard…
~*~
Doctor S was surprised to see his pupil’s lovers turn up at
his
lab. He noted their look of annoyance, and knew that in some subtle
way he was at fault. After hearing Quatre’s explanation of
Trowa’s behavior, and a few threats from Wufei, S decided to help them seek retribution for Trowa’s neglect. The three settled down to
prepare for Trowa’s return.
0

Trowa got back to the safe house eager to see Wufei and Quatre. He hadn’t been intimate with them in four weeks and it was beginning to take a toll on him. Every morning he awoke with a tightness in his lower regions after having very visual dreams. He smiled inwardly at some of the more graphic dream he could remember. He couldn’t wait to have his two beauties writhing beneath him. As he passed through the safe house, he found Duo and Heero engaged in their own \"reunion.\"
\"Hey Tro!!\" Duo called in a husky voice as Heero pistoned
his hips
in and out of his lover. \"Q and Wu are on a mission,
and…Oohhhh…
and..S summoned…mmmm ohh yeS!…\"
The rest was incoherent as Trowa nodded and left he room so that the pair could finish. He went to where Heavyarms was stashed and flew it to S’s lab.
\"Trowa!\" S said as he approached his pupil. \"So glad you could make it!\"
Trowa gave a questioning look at S’s over friendly manner.
\"Sir?\"
S thumped Trowa on the back and gestured the boy to follow him down a corridor.
\"This way, we need to talk. I heret Yut Yuy and you are competing in a little tournament using the escape artist lesson we gave you a few weeks back.\"
Trowa nodded.
\"Well, see the other doctors and I have a friendly bet going, and
I
must say the stakes have gotten high.\"
\"Bet?\" Trowa said in dead-pan voice.
\"Yes, yes, but no matter about that. See J and G are betting on Heero, while O and I are supporting you…\" \"What about H?\" Trowa asked.
S answered in a flustered manner, \"Never mind about H, he still
isn’t
sure if he should even bet, something to do with scruples, but never
mind that. Like I said before stakes are high…you and Heero have
a
tournament that I’m sure you both have trained hard for…and
we have
this bet…but the bets not important.\"
Trowa rolled his visible eye.
\"Anyway, I figured since I am your instructor, I should give you some last minute extra practice. You know make sure everything is up to par.\"
Trowa hesitated. He would like the practice considering that he hadn’t practiced much during the mission., but then again the outside help would fall under cheating. S read Trowa’s mind and answered. \"Don’t worry about if its cheating, besides I’m pretty sure J will manage to give Heero some form of a steroid before….the bastard doesn’t like loosing…\" \"What are you guys betting on anyway? Money?\" S shook his head and said in a friendly manner. \"Never you mind that, come on let me show you to the training facility I’m constructed for you.\"
Trowa followed S to a cargo bay entrance. S keyed in the numbers and leadwa iwa in. The room was dark, except for a small light that played on a large chair. It had a stiff backboard, large armrests, and thick legs and sides. Trowa was instructed to sit in the chair. \"This chair has every restraint and various difficulty settings.
If you successfully maneuver out of the restraints, a box will open with a key inside, there is a chest with a reward for getting out.\"
Trowa nodded, and S turned on the chair. From the back, neck, chest, and torso restraints sprung forth and clasped Trowa’s upper body firmly against he back of the chair. 5 sets of arm restraint trapped Trowa’s arms and hands to the arms rest. Before he could be ties down some more, S ordered Trowa to sit with his legs spread open. After he had complied, the final restraints locked in place. \"Good luck Trowa.\" S said as he departed.
Trowa set straight to work, trying to start off his escape by wiggling to test his bindings. As he did, short electric impulses shocked his wrists. Torwa swore. These particular restraints had to have their shocks deactivated by the captor. Until someone came in and turned them off he could not move.
\"Well, well, well, what do we have here?\"
Trowa jumped at the sound of the voice. A figure in the shadow’s stepped up to him, but kept his identity masked. \"Another fool who has sat in the Master’s chair.
Another
contender for Master’s title and prizes.\"
Trowa strained to see who it was. The figure stepped into the light, and Trowa gasped.
\"Wufei??\" Trowa said in disbelief.
\"How do you know my name, stranger?\" Trowa ignored the question; he was too busy goggling at what Wufei was wearing…which was nothing. Emerald eyes raked over the bronzed skin of the exotic boy who stood before him, gloriously nude except for two golden armbands. It appeared that the boys skin was slicked with oil, hi whole skin shown and reflected the lights.
\"Darling? What is wrong? Is Master home yet? Please say he is, I can not bear to go much longer with out him.\"
Trowa turned his head to where the second voice was coming from and spotted Quatre’s slender form moving to stand besides Wufei. He was also naked and oiled. He had armbands as well, and a sapphire that was embedded into his naval. His normally neat hair was tousled and his eyes were lined with kohl, giving the gentle Arabian a wild and exotic look to match the boy besides him. \"Q-quatre…Wu…\" Trowa breathed deeply at the pair of wet dreams that stood before him.
\"Love you forgot this,\" Quatre said as he produced a ruby.
Wufei smiled and kissed Quatre deeply, \"Ah how careless of me.
Please my love…could you put it in. My hands are still slippery
from
rubbing you and myself with oil.\"
Trowa groaned at the mental image.
\"Of course!\" Quatre knelt and began to lave Wufei’s belly button and the area surrounding it with his tongue. Trowa groaned louder; a very hard pressure was beginning to form in his pants. Quatre then delicately licked the ruby and then placed it deftly into the small opening. He then pressed a hot and deep kiss on the jewel firmly securing it. Wufei purred and ran his fingers through Quatre’s hair.
\"Thank you my love.\"
Quatre turned to where Trowa was seated. The blonde smirked inwardly, Trowa’s eyes were threatening to pop out of his head. \"Well, now who are you?\" Quatre said as he reached to brush Trowa’s bang from his forehead. Wufei grabbed the blonde’s arm, and gave his lover a stern look.
\"Quatre, you know the rules…no touching unless it’s me or the master.\"
Quatre mewed in disappointment. \"Wufei you are no fun. Its not my fault that I’ve forgotten what the master looks like…since he’s been away for so long training for something…\" Quatre winked at Trowa.
Trowa jumped in his restraints and gave Quatre a glare \"Alright, joke’s over. Let me out, I’m sorry I haven’t been participating with you two.\"
Wufei and Quatre stared at him with cocked eyebrows. \"Come on…\" Trowa said as he struggled again, and was rewarded with a zap of electricity. \"Please?\"
Wufei shook his head. \"Sorry, but when you sit in Master’s
chair you
must escape it.\"
\"Why should I?\"
Quatre bounced with enthusiasm, \"Because if you get out you’re the master! And you get us!\" Wufei affectionately whapped Quatre upside the head.
\"Love…you WEREN’T supposed to tell him that.\" He said out of the corner of his mouth. Quatre playfully stuck his tongue out at his lover.
\"Oh pooh on that.\" He said with mock indifference, \"It’s not my fault that I haven’t had practice in Master’s rules …since he’s been GONE.\"
Wufei sighed and snuggled the little blonde, \"Gomen koi…\" Quatre folded his arms and turned his nose up. \"Don’t make me like you …\" Wufei pouted and then forcefully turned Quatre’s head and kissed him passionately. \"No. I’ll make you love me.\"
Wufei said
happily.
The two kissed passionately, and began to run their hands up and down each other’s bodies, both lost in their own little world until they were interrupted by a load moan. They turned to see Trowa struggling frantically to escape.
Wufei raised an eyebrow, \"You’re not out yet?\" He said in a mock tone.
Trowa grunted in frustration, he no longer cared about the shocks, his mind was set on the goal of eventually claiming his evil lovers. \"Oh Wufei, can’t we at least turn the shocks off? I don’t want him to get hurt.\" Quatre said giving his lover the largest puppy eyes that was humanly possible.
\"But that would make it easier.\" Wufei said curtly as his nipped at Quatre’s ear.
Quatre winked at Trowa, \"I know.\" He turned and gave Wufei a devilish grin. The Asian boy sighed and sauntered over to the chair. Wufei made sure to lean all the way over the front of the chair, so he was draped on top of Trowa and fumbled with the controls on the backside of the chair.
Trowa inhaled Wufei’s long missed scent. It was warm and spicy and was mixed with sandalwood and a hint of jasmine. It was wonderful and erotic as hell. Trowa moaned and nipped at the bare skin, causing Wufei to flinch. The Shenlong pilot stepped back and gave Trowa a teasing grin.
\"You liked that didn’t you?\" Trowa nodded. Wufei smiled and pressed a button on the side of the chair. Three more restraints on Trowa’s arms and torso sprung up Tro Trowa struggled in protest of the new restraints, Wufei latched onto Quatre and began to lead him away.
\"Come love, we have to prepare for master’s return.\"
Quatre whined, \"We do that all the time! Why can’t we
practice with a
third body…like him\" He said as he gestured to Trowa. The
Heavyarms
pilot nodded profusely
Wufei chuckled, and kissed Quatre on his shoulders, \"Maybe we will. Perhaps he will win the challenge and be our new master. Wouldn’t you like that more?\"
Quatre gave Trowa an appraising look and impishly ran his tongue over his lips. Wufei smiled and took the smaller boy by the hand, he turned to acknowledge Trowa.
\"Don’t mind us. We’ll be over here practicing. Take all the time you need.\" He said as his gently ran his fingers through the golden cluster that lay beyond Quatre’s abdomen.
Trowa jerked as he felt the tightness in his pant grow, \"OKAY!! I’M SORRY!! PLEASE LET ME GO!!\" The two ignored him and walked away into to shadows. A few seconds later a light turned on, illuminating the pair, and the very large bed they were on. Around the bed were several sets of chains, and some trays of food. Quatre and Wufei were kissing once more, both driving the other into a frenzy. Finally they pulled apart and Wufei reached for something. Quatre whimpered.
\"No. No…please…Fei…no rings today.\"
Wufei nodded apologetically, \"I’m sorry love, but we must. No completion unless we really need it. Master said.\" Wufei produced two golden bands and placed them on Quatre’s and his erections. Trowa grunted and tried to focus on the task of freeing himself, but it was so hard due to the erotic display in front of him. Quatre had pounced Wufei and the two were making out heavily on the bed. Quatre had locked Wufei into one of the sets of chains and was now suckling on Wufei’s caramel-colored nipples for all he was worth. Wufei was making the most erotic mewling noises as the blonde on top of him drove him wild.
Trowa was now jerking and bucking in the chair as he watched his lovers pleasure themselves. Not only was he turned on by the mere sight of his lovers play with each others, but the sight of a Dominate Quatre and a Submissive Wufei made his pants incredibly tight.
He watched as Quatre relentlessly ground his hips into Wufei’s while he traced torturous patterns with his tongue across Wufei’s throat. Wufei was moaning as he thrust back against his lover. Trowa was now on the verge of tears. His pants were unbearably tight, his erection straining against the materiel. He began to thrust his hips in order to find some form of friction that could soothe him. Then he remembered how his legs were restrained. Spread open, leaving him to thrust into nothingness. He gave a choked cry and sobbed out of frustration. The pair on the bed stopped and looked over to where their lover was tied to the chair. Quatre unlocked Wufei who gingerly walked over to where Trowa was.
Trowa gave Wufei a pleading look.
\"I see you are enjoying our practice.\" He said when he saw the tented material of Trowa’s’ pants.
\"P…please…\" Trowa gasped. Wufei nodded and gentle ran a hand over the impressive bulge.
\"That must be uncomfortable.\" was the comment. \"Let me
put you at
ease.\"
Wufei climbed onto Trowa’s lap.
\"HEY! WHAT HAPPENED TO NO TOUCHING??!!\" Quatre shrieked.
Wufei shrugged and pressed his lips to Trowa’s. A hungry mouth devoured him. The two kissed passionately while Trowa thrust against Wufei. The kissed for a few more minutes, until Trowa moaned like he was in pain. Any second now he was either going to come in his pants, which in the tight space would prove to be highly uncomfortable, or his manhood was going to burst through his pant zipper. Sensing this, Wufei climbed off of Trowa and undid his lover’s pants. Trowa moaned in relief as his erection sprang forth. \"Thank you.\" He groaned. Trowa smiled as he watched Wufei run his tongue hungrily across his lips. The uni-banged pilot had an evil idea. Since he couldn’t concentrate while at the verge of climax, he could some how get one of his lovers to relieve the pressure and then escape the chair and turn the tables completely on them.
\"Dragon…\" Trowa whispered in a seductive tone. \"If you relieve me of this wonderful tension, I promise the minute I get out of these restraints I’ll make sweet and passionate love to you. Perhaps, I’ll let you be on top.\"
Wufei’s eyes widened at the offer, and nodded eagerly. Being seme during one of their trysts, had been one of Wufei’s fantasies.
Trowa smiled and angled his hips upwards as a gesture of offering. Wufei knelt on his knees and licked at the tip of the organ gathering the dew that had settled there. Trowa gasped and moaned in pleasure. Wufei licked again, and Trowa thrust his hips forward. \"Come on, Fei. Take it. You know you want to.\" Wufei leaned forward intending to take Trowa’s length deep into his mouth and throat. Trowa writhed in anticipation for Wufei’s warm, wet cavern to slide over his member. Wufei leaned closer, and Trowa closed his eyes waiting for his dragon to devour him. Trowa moaned when he felt it. However what slid over his member was not the warm wetness he had hoped for. Trowa stared down at Wufei and nearly screamed in frustration at the gold band that was now at he base of his engorged member.
\"OH COME ON!!\" Trowa wailed in disbelief.
Wufei smiled. \"Patience is a virtue. Come see me as soon as
you
get out of tho-WAUGGGGGG!!\"
Trowa snickered as Quatre tackled Wufei.
\"Cer! er! You said no touching!!\" Quatre said as he pushed Wufei onto his hands and knees. The hentai blonde ripped off his own cock ring and positioned himself in front of Wufei’s entrance. \"Love! The rulesss oohhhhhhh…\" Wufei moaned as Quatre began to stretch him.
\"Screw the rules!! Screw you, you hypocrite!\" The blonde
ranted as
he added another finger into his lover.
Wufei groaned, \"Please do……\"
Quatre smiled and then positioned Wufei so he was facing Trowa. Trowa was fidgeting wildly in his seat.
\"Yess…Quatre! Make him pay for being a tease.\" Trowa moaned.

Quatre nodded, slicked his member and shoved himself into Wufei. The little blonde began to thrust wildly in and out of his Asian lover.
Wufei grunted and moaned at Quatre’s ministrations. His whole body jerked forward each time his lover pounded into him. He closed his eyes and began to thrust back on Quatre as the blonde filled him. The little one was wailing, almost at his peak, Wufei was close too, but his completion was not allowed. He moaned wantonly as he was filled and unfilled, and begged Quatre to let him find release. Quatre laughed at Wufei’s request. There was no way he would grant it, not after Wufei had blatantly broken the rules they had agreed upon. He tightened his grip on Wufei’s hips, and pumped faster and deeper so that he could rapidly hit his lover’s sweet spot. Quatre relished in Wufei’s moans, it increased thcitecitement of being in his tight channel even more.
The blonde looked up at Trowa and saw that his lanky love was mesmerized by the show they were giving him. The green-eyed pilot had given up on breaking out of the chair for the moment. Trowa moaned loudly, wincing as the ring constricted his neglected organ. His hips were now jerking uncontrollably. The feeling of being in Wufei and seeing Trowa so desperate for release, brought Quatre closer to his climax. He pounded into Wufei three more times and came screaming his lover’s name.
Quatre pulled out of Wufei and the two sank to the floor panting. Quatre pulled his love close and kissed him deeply. \"Did you learn your lesson?\" He asked coyly. Wufei nodded.
\"Good
then.\"
Then Wufei grabbed Quatre. \"Now its time for you to practice, little one.\" Wufei sat up and removed his ring, and pushed Quatre’s head into his lap.
\"Suck.\" Wufei commanded. Quatre needed no second biding, and began his oral ministrations on Wufei.
Trowa was sure he was going to die. He was so hard, and denied of release that he was sure he was going to have a heart attack or something. He needed so desperately to have release, it was the only way he’d get enough concentration back to escape and then ravage his lovers. Unfortunately, his lovers and the ring prevented such. Trowa rocked his hips faster and harder as he watched Quatre go down on Wufei. Wufei was panting hard as the little blonde teased him with his talented mouth. Trowa desperately wished that one of their hot tongues was on hips. Trowa watched as Wufei came with a shout and revile in the after glow of his orgasm. The Chinese boy gathered his lover into his arms and kissed the gentle boy on his forehead. It was too much for Trowa, he needed release very badly. \"Please.\" He pleaded. \"I need you both.\"
Quatre and Wufei looked at Trowa, The pilots gaze was halfded ded and glazed, and his tanned skin was flushed. The pair nodded silently; it was time to give Trowa a break.
\"You know my love…this one here looks like the master. What do you think?\" Wufei asked Quatre as the approached Trowa. \"I think you’re right.\"
Trowa looked at them hoping that they would give him his release. \"I wonder,\" Wufei said. \"I wonder if tastes like the master..\" The boy said with a sly grin.
Trowa smiled at the pair, \"There’s…only… one…way …to…find …out.\" he rasped.
Wufei knelt once more in front of Trowa. He opened his mouth and promptly engulfed the throbbing flesh.
\"NNNnrrrrOHhWUFEI!!\" Trowa moaned. He felt Wufei deep-throat and then dragged his teeth along the length to his head. Wufei winked at Trowa and showed him the ring that he had just removed. Trowa grunted in appreciation. Wufei then began to lick and bathe Trowa’s member with his saliva. Trowa winced and began to thrust his hips into Wufei’s mouth as he came closer and closer to his end. Wufei sensed Trowa getting ready to come. He deep-throated his lover again and began to hum. Trowa jerked, and his body arched, and he shot he seed into Wufei’s mouth.
Trowa sat in his restraints twitching and panting from his powerful climax.
\"Fei…Dragon…\"He whimpered.
\"Well? Does he taste like he master?\" Quatre asked. Trowa watched as Wufei nodded, and then noticed that Wufei’s cheeks were puffed. It dawned on Trowa that Wufei hadn’t swallowed. \"May I have a taste?\" Quatre said as he knelt besides Wufei. Wufei moved closer and opened his mouth partially, so he wouldn’t spill Trowa’s essence. Quatre attacked the cavern, and the two began a frenzied, passionate, and messy kiss. The two rolled and swirled their tongue in and out of each other’s mouth, sharing Trowa. Trowa watched wide eye as his partners juggled his seed between their tongues. It was truly erotic. He felt himself begin to hardened at the sight. When the seed had been swallowed, Quatre and Wufei gently licked each other, in order the catch the last few drops that had escaped.

\"You hogged it all!\" Quatre whimpered. Wufei smirked at the blonde’s complaint, \"Come now love, you had me and a bit of him, isn’t that enough?\" The blonde shook his head. Wufei smiled, and gestured to Trowa, who was hard again. \"Don’t fret, little one. There’ more.\"
Quatre smiled and slinked his way over to Trowa. The blonde ran his hands over Trowa’s thighs. The taller boy moaned.
\"Quatre……\" He groaned. Quatre gave the boy an impish smile and slowly ran his tongue down the shaft, and then nibbled all the back up. He sucked on the head in slow and rough strokes. Trowa grunted and bucked his hips. Quatre licked some more, and then turned to Wufei. Trowa whimpered at the loss of the warm and talented mouth. \"Don’t worry, I’ll finish. I just want to be able to share you.\"
Quatre pushed a button on the chair. The chair back lowered into a reclining position. Quatre smiled as Wufei began to unbutton Trowa’s shirt. \"It’s a good thing you wore a button-down. If you had not we would have been force to ruin your shirt by cutting it off.\" Wufei went to the top of the chair, and leaned over Trowa, so he could tease the restrained boy’s nipples.
\"Dragon…\" Trowa panted. He then moaned when he felt Quatre begin to suck on him again. As Wufei rubbed and squeezed the now thrashing boy’s nipples, Quatre began to bob his head up and down the shaft sucking and deep-throating. Trowa was moaning loudly under his lover’s ministrations. He thrusted wildely into Quatre’s mouth, needing to feel that warmth. Quatre withdrew again and rubbed Trowa’s saliva soaked member.
\"Quatre?\" Trowa whimpered, begging the blonde to continue. \"Patience…good things take time.\" He responded and blew little puffs of air on the drying wet. Trowa jerked as icy shocks coursed through his body. Trowa moaned loudly, as his hips involuntarily jerked upwards. Quatre grinned as he watched the taller boy squirm, sweat-slicked and hair tousled in his bindings. Wufei moved to Trowa’s side and began to torment one of Trowa’s nipples with his tongue, while he twisted the other with his fingers. Trowa was moaning uncontrollably under his two love’s ministrations. Quatre deep-throated for a final time and sucked the throbbing flesh with his clever mouth. Finally he snapped his body arching, as he came violently in Quatre’s mouth. He collapsed back into the chair, twitching and gasping for air.
He lifted his hooded gaze to see Quatre standing over him, with his cheeks puffed.
\"You didn’t swallow either?\" Trowa panted. Quatre shook his head, and then pulled Trowa’s shirt out of the way, totally exposing his taught stomach. Trowa gave him a quizzical glare. Leaning over, the little blonde touched his lips to his lover’s heated flesh. \"Quatre?\" he asked, but then gasped as he felt something warm and gooey spread over his stomach. Trowa tried to sit up as best as the bindings would allow. He saw his semen neatly spread on his stomach. \"I said I was going to share.\" The blonde grinned at Wufei. \"Hentai.\" Wufei said with an excited smile, as he approached the opposite side of where Quatre stood.
\"You say that like it’s a bad thing.\" The blonde mused and neatly licked a bit of the semen off of Trowa’s stomach. Trowa hissed as his stomach muscles contracted. He felt another warm wet swipe at his skin, and heard Wufei purr in delight.
\"I think you are right, Dragon. He does look like the master. He even tastes like him.\" Quatre said between mouthfuls. The paired smiled as they watched Trowa writhe under their ministrations. \"He still has to escape the chair, for us to consider him truly the master.\" Wufei said as he kissed the taught stomach, that was now cleaned.
Trowa was panting, exhausted from the entire experience, but fully stated. He stubbornly willed his body to muster the strength needed to pick his way out of the locks. His body however protested, wanting to sleep.
Quatre and Wufei watched Trowa’s battle against his body. It was evident that he was loosing as his eyes began to close. Wufei and Quatre approached the emerald-eyed pilot, They each kissed a side of his cheek, as he began to doze. \"Sleep angel. You earned you rest.\" Quatre said as he stroked Trowa’s bang.
\"And I think you’ve learned you lesson.\" Wufei added. The pair walked hand and hand towards their bed, also feeling a twinge of exhaustion.
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Bwehahahha…will Trowa ever get out of those chains? Will Quatre and Wufei stop fucking each other senselessly? Will Heero and Duo have a bigger role? Stay tune for the next lemonlicious chappie!!