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Part 1 pairings: Heero/Duo/Wufei (heh) mentioned later-Trowa/Quatre
C & C always welcome.
I have heard it said that very smart people get bored easily. I have also heard it said that very smart people are a little on the wacky side. So when you get a very smart, rather wacky person who is also bored, the results are quite fascinating. Especially since smart people are, inevitably, going to come up with some unique ways to cure boredom. Now, just imagine the above mentioned with five teenage boys to play with. Life is fun, isn't it?
Heero struck the plastic keys of his keyboard in a steady rhythm and reflected that the clicking sound was much more soothing than Duo's constant brattle. [I'm going to have do this more often.] He thought to himself, pausing in his work long enough to save the file. Staying in a separate room from Duo hadn't been planned. The apartment the five of them were lving in had only three rooms. Two rooms had twin beds and one had a single queen sized. Quatre and Trowa volunteered to share a room right off, then Duo offered to share, for whatever reasons, which left Heero and Wufei fighting over the last room. After several suggestions on how to solve the problem--including a gunfight, drag-race their Gunadams, strip poker (that was Duo's idea), and see-who-can-build-a-bomb-the-fastest (Heero's personal favorite) --they setteled on rock, paper, scissors. Wufei lost. [He probably wanted to kill me for it.] The corner of Heero's mouth twitched. Dwelling over delightful thoughts of someone else having to deal with Duo for a change, Heero checked his e-mail. There was a new message from Dr. J. [A new mission.] Heero felt the usual mix of exciment, fear (not that he would admit that) and cold acceptance that came whenever assigned a mission. Firmly setting aside everything but the last emotion, he opened the message and began to read. Skiming through the prelminaries, he found the mission objective. **You will be sent an unmarked package containing a single vial. You must not allow the other pilots to get a hold of it or see. Then, when you have the chance, you are to slip the contents of the vial into the food or drink of your teammates, while avoiding any intake yourself.** Heero paused in his reading. For brief moment, he entertained the possibility that the vial contained a poison, that this was the scientist's way of removing the other pilots quickly and efficiently. A cold horror swept over Heero as he thought of his frie--teammates suffering the effects of some poison, dying as he watched. More importantly, the thought of Duo suffering, calling for his help, lost to him forever..... Heero shook off the thoughts frantically, clenching his fists. He was being stupid. There were much easier ways to kill a person and the scientists surely had them at their disposal. Whatever the reasons behind this mission....He couldn't finish the thought. **Don't worry, the contents of the vial will not harm them in anyway.** He let out an unconscious sigh of relief. **It is, however, essential for a later mission, the details of which you will be informed of later.** Heero read through the rest of the details, memorizing them, then deleted the file. [For a later mission, then? Well, that settles it.] Still feeling uneasy, but not has much has before, Heero logged off and closed down the laptop. He twisted his chair away from the desk and gazed at the bed. Alone, peaceful, quite. Too quite. He pushed away the feeling and got ready for bed.
"Hey, Heero! The soup tastes different today, what'd ya with it?" Duo demanded loudly, scooping up another spoonful and spilling most of it down his shirt. "Eww!" he yelped, snatching a napkin. Quatre shook his head and sighed. Wufei alternated between glaring at Duo, glaring at Heero, and ignoring all of them. Trowa just ate his food. Heero barely glanced at the hyper-active pilot. "Nothing." "Oh, well, its good! Can I have more?"
Duo shifted uncomfortably on his bed, trying desperately to ignore his ragging hard-on. It wasn't working. He thought about unpleasant things, people dying, buildings burning, badly made food, Heero watching him with fiery cobalt-blue eyes, arms slipping around his waist..... Duo broke off that line of thought, hands tightening in his bedsheets, the image making him even more aroused. [Damnit....I'm so fucking horny and I can't do a THING about it because Mr. "I Wouldn't Know What to do With a Boner if I Had an Instruction Manual" Wufei is sharing a room with me.] For some reason, thinking about Wufei, with his golden skin and firm muscled body, only made Duo's tension worse. He bit into his lower lip, [Shit....] A soft sound caught his attention and he turned over onto his side. In the dim city lights coming through the window, Duo could make out Wufei's form on the other bed. The Chinese boy was squirming around almost as much as Duo had been. A shocking thought occurred to Duo and he found himself on his feet and heading towards the bed without even being aware of moving. "Wufei?" he called, his voice thick in his throat. The other boy flopped over onto his back, throwing most of his blankets to the floor in act. His eyes were wide and his mouth parted. He also didn't have a shirt on. Duo's breath caught, a throb of lonnging traveling through his slender frame. "D-duo...." Wufei stuttered, dark eyes scanning the form standing over him. Duo trembled, his brain screaming at him to knock it of and go back to bed. His body told his brain to go to hell and moved him closer to Wufei. He leaned down, pulling his hips onto the bed. Wufei eyes went wider and he swallowed hard, but didn't move away. Duo placed his hands on either side of the other's head, his braid sliding over his shoulder to land on Wufei's shoulder. A sudden uncertainty stilled him, he opened his mouth to say something..... And Wufei surged up, catching his mouth in a hard, sloppy kiss. Duo gasped, then responded, pressing back with bruising force. His arms gave out, his entire tourso resting on the other's. Wufei whimpered, his arms wrapping around Duo, hands exploring he muscular back. Duo sighed and took control of the kiss, nudging Wufei's lips open and darting his tounge inside. The Chinese pilot froze in surprise, then hesitantly meet Duo's tounge with his own. Fire blossomed in Duo's body, centering on his groin. With an eager noise, Duo slung his legs up onto the bed, straddling Wufei's hips. He own hands wandered over the planes of Wufei chest, fingers caressing the velvet skin, tracing countors of the firm muscles. Wufei gasped and arched as Duo encountered a nipple, his mouth tearing away. Duo kissed his chin, then nibbled his way around to an ear. Wufei growled softly and flipped the American pilot under him, earning a startled squawk. "Excited, aren't we?" Duo spoke finally, nuzzeling Wufei's neck. Wufei snorted, and slid down, hands smoothing over Duo's chest. The other wiggled encouragingly, legs spreading to wrap up around Wufei's hips. This action caused their groins to rub together, making both boys moan. "Ahhh.....yes." Duo panted, thrusting against that hard heat pressed against him. "Uhn..." Wufei's hands clutched at his hips, his head bowed against Duo's collar bone. He lifted his head to taste those sweet lips. He wasn't a bad kisser, Duo decided, twisting his tounge around Wufei's then extenting past into his mouth. The boys groaned and gasped, bodies rubbing and pressing, hips moving faster. Duo was drowning in a sea of sensation, tension gathering in his groin, building towards....An image of flashing, cold blue eyes burned across his mind. He froze. Wufei continued to move for another two or three thrusts, before realizing that his partner had stopped moving. "What...?" he choked out, his voice strangled and strange to his own ears. "Heero." Duo whimpered, looking utterly miserable. His body still raged with lust demanding to be released, but his mind was locked in the horror of he'd done. He didn't know when he had fallen for the cold eyed, silent boy, only that it was the deepest, truest thing he had ever felt. And now here he was, betraying those feelings in a moment's passions. "Oh...." Wufei said softly, dark eyes unreadable. He looked off to the side, expression blank. Duo just remained still, hoping if he did the wild desire would fade. No such luck. Wufei's mouth tightened with resolve. "Very well then." He pulled away, Duo letting out involuntary cry of protest, and grapped the long haired boy's hand. Duo blinked has he was pulled to shaky legs and hauled from the room. "What are you..." he managed. Wufei didn't answer, simply dragged him across the hall to another room. [That's Heero's door....] His befuddeled brain concluded. Wufei yanked the door open and charged through. Duo heard a muffled curse and saw the dark form on the bed jerk upright. "Put the gun away, its just us." Wufei snapped huskily. Before Duo had the chance to get his brain working, he was quite literately thrown onto the bed. Heero had been reaching for the bed side lamp when Duo landed on top of him. Both let out startled "oofs", the light flicking on to show Duo's burning face and Heero's almost shocked one. Duo clung to the body below him, his lust returning in full force. His entire world seemed foucused on Heero's soft mouth, the slender body moving beneath him. Heero's expression darkened. "What are you doing?" It took a mintue for the words to translate in Duo's mind and even longer for him to consider answering. "Ravishing you." Came Wufei's simple answer. Heero's mouth dropped open as the Chinese pilot crawled onto the bed, face flushed and arousal apparent through his boxers. "What he said." Duo produced fianally and sucumbed to the temptation of Heero's lips and warm breath. Heero let out startled squeak when Duo kissed him, scrambling franticly up the headboard. "Oh, no, you're not getting away from me!" Duo grinned, all his early hesitation with Wufei gone. He reached up his hands to Heero's shoulders and pushed the other boy down. Heero's eyes went wide with panic and Duo moved in for the kill. Heero's lips were soft and sweet, unresponsive at first, then pressing back hotly, leaving Duo dizzy with pleasure. He lashed out his tounge across Heero's lower lip, jolting his patener, mouth opening in a gasp. When he finally pulled away, Heero was panting, eyes slitted half closed. Duo grinned. "Nice, huh?" He inquired huskily. Heero frowned, then laced a hand up behind his neck and hauled Duo down for another searing kiss. Another body pressed against Duo's back, heated hardness pushed delightfully against his the cleft of his rear. He pulled away from Heero's mouth long enough to mutter; "Isn't Heero the one being ravished?" With a grunt, Heero reclaimed his lips. "Can't reach ‘im," Wufei murmmered into Duo's neck. A hand worked its way down Duo's hip, then between their pressed bodies. Heero tore away, head thrown back, mouth open in a choked cry. "Better?" "Uhhn..." Duo shifted, trying to get Wufei's hand on *him* too. When the other refused to comply, he grunted and scooted down, kissing his way along Heero's chest. [Oh....yummm.....] Thrilled by Heero's gasping cries (even if Wufei was causing most of them) he closed his mouth over one nipple. The little nubb hardened quickly and he sucked on it, twirling it around with his tounge. Heero wailed and bucked, his hand tangling in Duo's hair. "Stop....don't....I..Ahh!" Heero whimpered, head tossing on the pillows. Wufei's free hand caressed Duo's buttocks. Duo wanted more, wanted it over with. Breathing hard, he pulled himself back up, banging his head against Wufei's chin in the porcess. "Whose on top?" He asked thickly, swiping his tounge across Heero's neck. Wufei chuckled and pulled his hand free, ignoring Heero's protest, and joined his other hand on Duo's rear. "This works," he replied, biting lightly into Duo's shoulder. Heero's eyes snapped open. "No, no, no, no...." He shook his head wildly. "Yes!" Duo cheered. He pulled away partially, long enough to remove the conceiling blankets and spread Heero's legs, before sprawling again, both hands now cupped over Heero's erection. The other's protests broke off as Duo stroked him. Wufei reached under the waistband to Duo boxers, one hand working them off, the other closing around his throbbing penis. Duo cried out and thrust hungerly, his own hand scrampling to get inside Heero's briefs. "I...don't....AHH!....want...." Heero tried to say, bucking and squriming to try and get free off the two hot, focused bodies above him. "Shut up, Heero." Wufei instructed. Duo tried to say something, but couldn't find the air to do it. Shortly, all three were stripped of clothing. Heero was bitting his lip as Duo slipped a hand underneath his rear, a mixture of fear and lust in his brilliant eyes. Duo kissed him soothingly and gently pressed a finger against his anus. Heero jolted, muscles tightening. "Just relax." Duo managed relieved that Wufei was holding off for the moment. Heero's answer was a hiss as Duo pushed his finger in. Duo closed his other hand on Heero hardness, pumbing gently to distract him. Wufei's hands were shaking with eagerness. "Can I...?" Duo nodded, feeling his own pricklings of uncertainty. He gently thrust his finger in and out of Heero's tight passage, adding a second one just as Wufei pushed his digit into Duo. The braided boy grit his teeth at the pain, but focused on Heero, pressing his fingers further and deeper. Heero jerked and called out when Duo brushed something inside. Delighted, he kept his fingers there, rubbing. Wufei added a second finger, then a third, streching the tight entrance. [Ohh, that hurts!] It occured to him then that they *really* should have got some oil or something. [Oops.] Duo pulled his fingers free. "R-ready, Heero?" Eyes sealed shut, Heero nodded wordlessly, hips arching up in search of contact. "Let...me....go f-first." Duo panted over his shoulder. Wufei gave a shaky affirmitive, his strain apparent, fingers removed. Duo hoisted Heero's hips up and carefully guided his penis to Japanese pilot's entrance. His eyes fell closed and his mouth formed a slient ‘o' when that incredible, tight heat surounded him. Heero whined through clenched teeth and Duo was tempted to pull out and spare him the pain, but Heero's hot flesh was to much to deny. It was effort to control himself. By the time he was seated fully against Heero's plevis, both boys were panting and gritting their teeth. "He....Heero?" Duo gently caressed Heero's cheek with his mouth, startled to find it wet. [Did I hurt him to much?] He worried. Then he became aware of Wufei's hand clenching on his hips. "Go ahead." He braced himself against Heero, watching the whimpering boy worriedly, but determined to go on. The hard, round tip of Wufei's erection pushed slowly into him, parting the muscles painfully. [It hurts!] Dou cried in his mind, trying to voice the words but only managing a keening wail. The swollen length pressed deeper, until it was completely inside of him. It hurt terrible, but felt so good lying flush against something that made his entire body burn with pleasure. This mixed with the pleasure of being buried in Heero's body and was almost to much. With desperate cry, he started to thrust slowly. The first few thrusts were awkward and disjointed, but they quickly found a rythum, the three of them moving fluidly together. The pain had almost completely faded from Duo's backside and what remained felt so good with the pleasure that he didn't care. Heero's legs were folded up, feet braced against the bed as he shoved himself up into Duo's thrusts. Wufei moaned and grunted in his ear, moving faster. Their cries mixed and became louder, goading each other on, until, in a blinding rush all three came, one right after the other. Duo went limp, all tension gone, feeling more relaxed then he had in a lifetime. "Wow," he breathed into Heero's salty, sweat covered skin. Heero grunted and Duo glanced up, face spreading into a grin at the soft, calm, warm look on Heero's face. "Thank you." Wufei said so softly that Duo almost didn't hear him. He kissed the back of Duo's neck and carefully pulled out. Duo grimaced, the friction agitating sensitive skin. The Chinese pilot sprawled next to pair, dark eyes half-closed, hair coming free from its tie. Duo smiled at him, thinking how really handsome Wufei looked, especially when he was relaxed. "Um....Duo?" Heero poked him. "Oh, right." He removed himself, then pushed Heero closer to Wufei so he could curl up on the other side. After a mintue of shifting and adjusting, the three settled down comfortably. "Eww....Heero's all sticky!" "Shut up, Duo." Two voices chorused. "Well, he is!" "So are you, so shut up." "Fine, fine." There was a long time of silence. Then it was broken by; "'Nessisary for a later mission' my ass." "What was that about your ass?" "Shut up, Duo."
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