01-Dec-2000
Category: PWP, Lemon, mild angst
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: 3x1 (yes, I
said 3x1, my first I think)
Warnings: Umm... there be lemon here of the yaoi
variety, if you don't like that kind of stuff, but all means avoid this puppy.
Feedback: C&C
Notes: Believe it or not, I'm basing this PWP
completely on a doujinshi I bought recently. It's the sexiest 3x1 I've ever
seen. I only hope my interpretation of the scenes do it justice.
Disclaimer:
Gundam Wing and its characters belongs to Bandai, Sunrise and Sotsu Agency and
are only being used for non profit entertainment purposes.
~~~Trowa, It's Heero. I need your help. Come by my place, I'll leave the door unlocked. It's important. Come quickly~~~
That was all I had to go on. I hadn't seen Heero for months. I think he was working undercover for the Preventers on a need to know basis. Apparently Sally and the others didn't think I needed to know.
There was something troubling about Heero's voice on my answering machine. I wasn't sure what it was exactly. Could it be vulnerability? A vulnerability I hadn't heard since he self-destructed five years ago and Catherine and I took care of him. I looked up at the blood red moon and sighed.
I arrived at Heero's apartment. And as promised the door was unlocked. The apartment looked dark.
"Heero?" I called out, expecting him to turn a corner and appear. Instead I got nothing. I quietly closed the front door and made my way soundlessly through the apartment. Cautious, in case it was a trap, but ready to act if Heero was really hurt. As I walk by the bathroom, I heard the shower going and a soft moan.
I opened the door carefully checking to see if there was anyone laying in wait, before stepping in the bathroom.
The shower curtain wasn't pulled fully. From my vantage point I could see Heero naked except for a white shirt. He was on his knees under what looked like frigid water pleasuring himself. Watching him tugging insistently at his hard cock made my own stir in answer. I blinked hard, cleared my throat and repeated, "Heero."
Heero turned with his hand still stroking himself. "Trowa ... you ... have to ... help me," he said seriously.
I contained my surprise and suppressed the need to make a joke. I looked into his eyes and they looked glassy, like he was drugged. "Heero, what's happened?"
He stepped out of the shower and crawled on all fours before me. I had never seen anything so sexy looking in my life. He kneeled submissively before me.
"The mission went sour. The rebels injected me with something. I can't help myself," Heero said as his cheek rubbed insistently at my crotch. "Seems to be some type of aphrodisiac. I think their objective was to make me go insane."
As alluring and distracting as he was rubbing against me, I chose to stay focused. "Did they?" Well I had to ask.
"Yes. Then they got bored with me and decided to let me go," Heero said as he mouthed my growing hardness. "But not before I killed every last one of them," he moaned with some pride. "Onegai, Trowa, I ... I need release... I haven't slept in three days, cold showers do nothing. Please. Help. Me."
My hand gently stroked his hair. He looked up at me with pleading eyes. I knew he was in pain. I nodded.
That was enough by way of permission for him. He began to unzip my pants with his teeth. Soon his mouth was kissing any flesh he could reach. His hot mouth engulfed me and I thought I would lose my balance, because my knees almost gave out. He moaned as his head bobbed back and forth on my hardened length. He seemed to sense I was close when he slowed the pace. It was then I managed to open my eyes in time to see that while he was sucking me, he had snaked a hand between his legs and was stretching himself, I almost came right then and there. I decided that THIS was the sexiest thing I had ever seen.
He pulled back from my aching member to look into my eyes. "I need you inside me, Trowa. Onegai?"
I looked around the bathroom for lubricant and he quickly found some in a drawer. I attempted to take my oiled fingers to press into his entrance as he leaned against the bathroom counter.
Heero shook his head. "I want you now!" Then he took the lube, slathered it on my cock and impaled himself. His legs quickly wrapped around my waist and I found myself grinding our bodies against the wall. "Harder!" he ordered. So I complied. He clung to me tightly while I continued to slam into him, hoping I wouldn't hurt him. His kisses rained hot over my face and neck.
Rather than praying not to accidentally concuss Heero by banging him against the wall, I walk us over to the bedroom. My clothing being hurriedly removed by a desperate Heero longing to feel skin upon skin. His wet shirt laid on a heap on the floor along with my clothes.
I'm not sure even now how I ended up on lying on the bed with him on top of me. I had every intention of screwing him into the bed with as much force as I had when we were screwing against the wall. I looked up into his beautiful Prussian blue eyes all the while trying to look like my usual stoic self. I'm felt anything but stoic. His warm, tight heat surrounding me, his own cock looking angry, red and weeping. I reached up to grab him and stroked in the rhythm to which Heero was riding me.
This felt so good and I felt guilty because I knew if he wasn't under the influence of some damn drug we wouldn't be like this. Frankly, I'm surprised he didn't call Duo for this "mission". But maybe he figured Hilde and Duo deserved a chance to see if they can really work as a couple. Of course, maybe he just called me because I lived the closest. As I looked into the glazed eyes of Heero, I wondered what he was thinking about. I wondered if he's thinking about five years ago, when I had infiltrated OZ and he was a prisoner. He was mad at Duo for getting hurt, I was depressed because I didn't know where Quatre was. We made love ... no, we fucked each other senseless one night. Just that one night. We never talked about it. It was just understood that he would go back to Duo and I would see if I could make things work with Quatre.
Quatre and I are just friends now, our "love" didn't last past the war. That love was merely fascination that quickly faded when we were no longer hunted or considered "outlaws." Heero and Duo did stay together after the war for a while, but Heero didn't want to live on L2 and help with the salvage company. They parted ways as friends and Duo and Hilde decided to give romance a try. But I know deep down Duo must still love Heero. He's a tough person to get out of your system. I know.
Heero's breathing was coming more quickly and I sensed he's close to climax. With a keening cry, he screamed my name and nearly collapsed on me, his seed coating my chest. His rhythmic grasping of my cock sent me careening over the edge calling out his name as well. While we both tried to catch our breath, Heero kissed me sweetly. His kisses could always sent shivers down my spine.
"Arigato, Trowa," he said as he carefully extracted me from his well oiled channel. "I've never been so tired," he said sleepily.
"Rest, Heero," I told him and noticed that he was settling down.
"I knew you could help me," he practically whispered as he fell into a peaceful slumber.
I watched him sleep. I had never seen anything more beautiful. The brow was unfurled, his face held the look of innocence. I wanted to do nothing more than just hold him in my arms and never let him go.
When I was sure he was completely asleep, I whispered my confession. "I know you don't believe this Heero, but I love you. I will always look out for you. If you ever need me, I'll always be there. Always."
I looked to see if there was any reaction, noting there wasn't any, I eased back into the bed and watched the moon make its slow descent out of the sky.
~OWARI~