by Iliyana
Entry to the Sweetysour.net. Summer Jubilee Contest
"This has to be one of your best ideas yet, Duo. I can't imagine I was actually thinking up reasons why I wouldn't be able to make it."
"You better appreciate it then Q, took me hours of stealth and preparation to convince that harpy you call a secretary to let you out. You sure she hasn't got some bondage fetish going on? She seemed awful happy leaving you locked up in your office."
They smiled at each other from their lying positions on the picnic blanket, Duo grinning ear to ear and Quatre smiling softly, both their eyes sparkling in the bright sun of the early afternoon. "You should come out more often Quat, you're as pale as a porcelain doll and about as skinny as a broomstick." Duo frowned slightly, poking the blonde as that one held his hands up in a placating gesture. "It's not good for you man, can't go from piloting and being outside and kicking ass to being cooped up in an office that way. Any longer and I'll be forced to kidnap you and force you to work at the salvage, that'll put some muscle on you."
Quatre poked the brunette's arm in return and rolled to his side, facing his friend. "I can't just leave Duo, there's too much to be done right now. My sisters need me, at least until they settle in their new positions, the business world has only just gotten used to my representing WEI, training someone to pick up where I left off would take ages, leaving now is just impossible." He sighed softly and gestured at the pale blue sky above them. "I'd love to come outside more often, but work needs to be done, even now I can't stay long, though I want that more than anything at the moment."
"Tell them I kidnapped you, they'll buy it, your entire office is convinced that I'm not to be trusted after all." He grinned roguishly and winked, stretching out on the blanket like an old, lazy cat in the sun.
"I'd love to Duo, but you know that's against..."
Duo interrupted him with a finger across his lips. "Against your sense of responsibility, I know. I swear you and your responsibility are starting to become more and more like `Fei and his justice."
The Gundam-pilot-gone-office-slave squawked indignantly and stuck his tongue out in a small show of very adult behaviour. "Do I have to remind you of how you and your videogames remind me of a certain pilot and his laptop?"
Duo feigned shock for a moment, one hand over his heart and the other delicately wiping away imaginary tears, before getting to his knees and tackling his friend, sending them tumbling through the grass, across dandelions and clover. Quatre got a hold of Duo's sides and tickled him mercilessly, managing to get on top and straddling the brunette's side.
"No! Please, have mercy on me, no more!" Duo was gasping for breath by the time he managed to pry Quatre's fingers off his ribs, the blonde still on top of him. "Dear God, please, no more." He held Quatre's hands in his and caught his breath, trying to determine where they'd moved to. The picnic basket was just a few yards away, the blanket, on which they were supposed to be lying instead of the grass, lay all tangled up next to it, the blue and white pattern slightly stained in grass and dirt. He sighed peacefully and looked back up, expecting to see the blue sky, but instead saw a pair of clear blue eyes, studying him intently. They both blinked and Quatre looked away, pulling his hands back from Duo's grip and getting back up to go and straighten out the blanket.
`What the hell.?'
"Quatre, everything cool?" He got up as well and grabbed the other end of the blanket, stretching it out over the lawn, dropping onto it a second later.
"Yes, Duo, I'm `cool', what would be the matter?" Quatre gave an innocent look, but something in his voice, the way the words were just a little clipped, gave away his awkwardness. He sat on the edge of the blanket, facing away from Duo and observing their surroundings in the empty private park.
The braided teen got to his knees and crawled across the blanket, leaning his head against Quatre's shoulder as he moved into his new seat. "You can tell me, you know, I can keep secrets."
"There isn't anything to tell, Duo and if there were, you wouldn't want to hear it anyway."
"Says who? Do you know everything there is to know about me? I don't think so; so don't you try telling what I want and what I don't." With those words he slipped down, toed his shoes off, crossed his legs at the ankle and rested his head in Quatre's lap, looking up at his friend in silent expectation until he started talking.
The blonde stretched his legs in front of him as well and leaned back on his elbows. "This isn't just something you say out loud, Duo, I don't even have an idea where to get started."
Duo reached up and tugged gently at one of Quatre's golden curls. "Tell me what it's about then? Can you do that? I might be able to guess it then."
Sighing softly, Quatre propped himself up on his hands, that same intent look in his eyes as when they'd been in the grass. "I...I've got feelings for someone Duo, one of, um.one of us."
In a flash, Duo sat up. "Our little Q-baby's in love!" He tackled Quatre again, sending them flying back onto the blanket, this time with Duo on top. "I knew you and the Hee-man had something going on, damn I'm good." He tapped Quatre's nose and smiled wickedly. "Gonna tell dear uncle Duo the rest of it?"
Quatre pushed him off and rolled over onto his stomach. "There is no rest, Duo, because I'm not in love and definitely not with Heero. I said I have feelings for someone. I'm not sure what it is yet."
"Oh, Trowa then? You two would be a real great couple, he doesn't talk much but I bet he's really affectionate and caring." The young Arab frowned and sat up. "I though that you, of all people, would get the hint, Duo." He put one hand on Duo's shoulder, pressing him down and leaned down to kiss him, soft and light at first, then growing bolder, exploring, pressing at Duo's lips with the tip of his tongue. Two slender arms wrapped around him and the teen below him opened his mouth invitingly, pulling him closer. Their tongues met and tangled; tasting each other and the sweet undertone of the pastries they'd had for lunch, their hands found each other and they laced their fingers while Quatre moved one leg over Duo's waist, straddling him as he opened his eyes to see large cobalt [1] eyes looking back at him, both surprise and pleasure obvious in them. They pulled back slightly, breath mingling, Quatre comfortable on top of Duo's chest and their hearts beating faster in sync, smiles on their faces.
"I sure got the hint now, Quat, next time you need to tell me something, lemme know so I'll be ready for it." Duo rolled them over and kissed him again, tasting, demanding and at the same time giving all he had, hands wandering down Quatre's arms to his sides, gently drawing circles across his chest through his shirt and vest. It took them a while to separate and lie back on the blanket, legs still tangled and hands joined while they tried to understand the sudden evolution of the situation.
"So...you have feelings for me?" Duo was lying on his side, one arm casually over Quatre's waist and the other pillowing his head. "No more than that?"
With a soft sigh, Quatre dragged his eyes from observing the clouds and looked Duo over, noting the more than casual interest in the way the brunette was leaning forward. "I told you I'm not sure, it could always...become more of course." He brushed his lips lightly over Duo's and closed his eyes with a soft sigh as the kiss deepened, the two teens hungry for more after their first brief encounter. Their hands wandered of their own volition, grazing over strong, wiry arms and hips, exploring chests that were anything but as delicate as they looked. They parted for an instant, caught sight of each other's lust- darkened eyes and crushed their mouths together again, unable to resist. Duo pulled the blonde's shirt from his slacks, unbuttoned it swiftly and ran his hands across the uncovered expanse of skin, avoiding already peaked nipples, but teasing a seemingly sensitive spot at Quatre's lower ribs. He got a gasp as his only reply and pulled back from their lingering kiss, ghosting his lips across the same spot, causing Quatre to toss his head to the side and arch toward him slightly. The blonde reached upward then, grabbing the edge of Duo's `Carpe Noctem' shirt [2] and pulling it over his head, his braid briefly getting caught in it, but freed with a shake of his head.
Pressing his own flushed skin against Quatre's, Duo made a surprised sound as they suddenly rolled over, the blonde ending up on top of him with a certain glint in his eyes, something Duo had never seen on the other before. `Shouldn't have underestimated him, he's not the innocent he pretends to be most of the time.' He put his hands on Quatre's wrists. "You want to go through with this Q? If you're not sure about your feelings, don't you think." It wasn't often Duo played the part of the sensible lover, but with the way Quatre had been skirting around admitting his feelings earlier, he was rather safe than sorry and if he was what Quatre wanted, he certainly didn't mind, as he loved his friend with all his heart, always had, always would.
"Duo, I want to find out, need to find out and for that I need all of you." Leaning over Duo, Quatre gave another predatory look, sending shivers through the ex-Deathscythe pilots body as the Arab leaned in and, gently at first, nipped at his earlobe, suckling at it with a whispered reassurance. He moved his lips to the American's neck then, worrying briefly over the juncture between throat and jaw before moving on to his pronounced collarbone. Duo gasped and whimpered quietly, his voice growing louder as his nipples were sucked, nibbled and tugged at, his one piercing there being the target of most of Quatre's attentions.
"Quat, what if, oh damn do that again, what if someone walks by?" A good public make out session didn't bother him much, but this was cutting it extremely close.
"This is a private park, Duo, and I own near half of it anyway." He moved down Duo's body and dipped his tongue in his navel, nuzzling the perfectly flat stomach.
His upper body exposed to Quatre's caresses, Duo was gripping the blanket tightly, head tipped back, eyes wide, but not seeing the afternoon sky. "Didn't know you were such an exhibitionist, Q-babe, oh yessssssss!" He hissed when Quatre, who had moved even lower, bit at his hip, which was exposed by the too big baggy pants he'd chosen to wear on their rather spontaneous outing.
"Am not." Duo nearly heard the faked pout in the blonde's voice, but didn't spend too much thought on it because no less than a second later, Quatre's hand had slipped into his pants, fingering just below the edge of his boxers. He dropped a few more kisses on Duo's chest and sat up on his knees, one of his hands already down the brunette's pants while the other worked at unfastening them, one button after another, slowly. He peeled them off, hardly meeting any resistance, as they had been hanging to his hips by only a thread already, and smirked at the sight of blue-and-red-checkered boxers. His amusement didn't last long though; Duo wrapped his legs around Quatre's waist and pulled him closer, forcing him to put his hands next to Duo's shoulders and lean close enough for the bottoming teen to reach up, wrap his arms around the blonde's neck and pull him in for a searing kiss.
They stayed that way until Quatre's arms started to tremble and he pretty much dropped onto Duo, panting heavily as hands roamed over his back, his shirt was pushed over his shoulders and his behind was cupped gently to pull him even closer. He let out a rather choked moan when Duo's leg slipped between his and rubbed, informing him exactly of what the brunette expected, even if they were in a park. "Damn you, Duo." He groaned and pushed himself up again, kneeling safely out of the brunette's reach.
"What now, babe? Getting shy all of a sudden?" Duo lay with his hands folded behind his head, hair dishevelled and a cocky grin on his face. He got to his knees as well and pressed his chest flush against Quatre's. "Not getting nervous I hope?" His hands tugged Quatre's shirt off the blonde's wrists and then ran up the blonde's arms, goose bumps appearing as he dragged his lips over the delectable looking neck in front of him, humming softly to himself as he drew Quatre down to the blanket again.
"I don't think so, Maxwell." He cupped Duo's cheek and kissed him deeply, his other hand fumbling to get the brunette's boxers out of their way. He got them off in seconds and threw them over his shoulder, not caring where they might land. Taking a second to give Duo a quick once over as the braided teen was working on the buttons of his slacks with a murderous look on his face, he smirked and realized he'd been right indeed in thinking that Duo was incredibly handsome, if not beautiful, underneath his usual shapeless, baggy outfits. The buttons on his pants finally gave away and he got to his knees once more to kick them off, his hands never leaving Duo's chest as they traced patterns across the tanned skin. He kneeled between Duo's legs and licked his lips as he wrapped his slender fingers around the brunette's pulsing arousal.
Instinctively Duo pressed his hips upward, thrusting into Quatre's hand until the blonde pressed him down and trailed his lips over his hip, causing him to sigh and moan quietly, eyes shut in pleasure. "Nnnnnggggg, Q, honey baby, darling, move, I'll do anything, just move, now, fast, hard, anything!" He was babbling but didn't realize it, his body and mind too focused on searching more of the pleasure he felt. Lighter than a butterfly's touch, Quatre's touch ghosted over his erection, drawing soft moans and pleas from Duo, promises to do anything as long as he'd keep touching him. But then Quatre pulled away, still smirking. "Nonono.don't, Quatre.!" The last word was growled out with Duo's hands already reaching for the teasing blonde.
"That's what you get for calling me shy, Duo." He ran his hands up Duo's thighs, seeing how the slender limbs quivered under his touch and gently bit Duo's inner thigh, leaning in closer and stopping just before the brunette's hard cock, teasing it with just his breath, hearing how Duo gasped and panted.
Eyes shut tightly, Duo felt the cool breath on his erection and then slowly, barely there, the tip of Quatre's tongue. He pressed his hips upward in the hope of getting more, but the blonde pulled away, tisking softly. He relented and dropped back onto the blanket, feeling more than seeing how Quatre moved in again, hissing when the tip of his cock was wrapped in wet heat. "Just like that, ooooh yesyesyesss, Quatre!" He tipped his head back, one of his hands grabbing Quatre's hair and tugging him closer by it quite harshly, the blonde complying easily, taking more of Duo's erection in his mouth and fingering his balls at the same time.
Slowly, Quatre moved one of his fingers to Duo's opening, feeling a shock run through the young salvage worker as he fingered it gently, barely slipping in to the first knuckle. He pulled his finger back out and coated it liberally in Duo's own precum, taking the brunette's balls into his mouth as he pushed his finger back in, sheathing it completely in a swift push. Duo moaned and begged for more, trusting his friend/lover and fully relaxed. Quatre added a second digit just as easily and twisted, making Duo thrash and squirm on the blanket. He gasped quietly when suddenly the brunette below him reached up, sat up and landed himself in his lap, hips moving, searching for more friction as he rubbed against Quatre's erection, which was still covered by simple, black briefs.
Groaning and leaning back onto his hands in reaction, Quatre let Duo do as he pleased, rubbing and teasing his neck with tongue and teeth. They kissed again, Quatre bringing his hands back up to cup Duo's face, their tongues battling until they finally pulled back, cheeks flushed even more and lips red and swollen.
With a growl Duo hooked his thumbs in the impeding briefs and pulled them down Quatre's legs, letting the blonde kick them off and follow the same fate as their other clothes, strewn out over the once picture perfect lawn. Duo took his seat in Quatre's lap again and ran his hands lightly up and down the chest in front of him, enjoying himself immensely as Quatre shivered at every touch to his nipples and lower ribs. He moved his hands to the Arab's flawless stomach then, one hand dropping further to guide their hard cocks together, hips bucking, seeking for friction. If anyone had been close enough to hear them, they wouldn't have been able to tell their voices apart, their soft tenors wrapping around each other in what was only a pale replica of the way their limbs tangled.
"Du-o.please." Quatre whispered breathily, thrusting into Duo's hand mindlessly, hands trying to push Duo down onto the blanket, finally succeeding when the brunette's hips bucked and he lost his balance, sending them both onto the ground in a sweaty, unsatisfied pile. Quatre grinned at that and nipped at Duo's earlobe, hands travelling down the ex-Deathscythe pilot with unerring accuracy, travelling down between his legs and pressing at his opening again. Fingers covered in their mixed precum, he slipped two fingers back in easily, a third soon finding its way into Duo's body as well.
"Come on Quatre.fucking tease." Duo groaned as he writhed under Quatre's confident touch, legs wrapping around the former Sandrock pilot's waist in an attempt at taking more. "You know what I want...now give it to me!" He arched his back off the ground and moaned loudly, grabbing Quatre's hips in a vain effort at pulling him closer.
Quatre chuckled and leaned in to tug at Duo's nipples with his teeth, three of his fingers still teasing Duo by stretching him slowly, twisting and scissoring him without ever hitting his prostate as he rubbed his erection against the brunette's thigh, driving them both into a frenzy, bringing them to the point where release wasn't an option, but an absolute need.
It took only seconds in this position to break down Quatre's determination to tease and even less for him to settle on his knees between Duo's eagerly spread legs. He pulled his fingers back and brushed the American's prostate lightly on his way out, wringing another moan from him. Duo sat up in the same moment, grabbing Quatre's cock and spreading the precum that was leaking from the tip, the Arab's eyes shut tightly at even that light touch. Not for long however, because with a near savage growl Quatre pulled Duo close and positioned himself at his lover's entrance.
"Give it to me Quatre, now! Hard!" Duo's pleas didn't go unheard and in one swift move he was impaled on Quatre's rock hard erection. He nearly screamed at the rough treatment, his entire body trembling and his breath hitching. Quatre thrusted into him and sank back onto his heels, pulling Duo with him, back into his lap. Slender but strong hands splayed over his hips and grabbed him tightly, thumbs on his pronounced hipbones in an effort not to bruise. He was lifted and slowly brought back down, his body adjusting to the intrusion while he tried his best to keep from screaming his lover's name for all of the small wildlife in the further empty park to hear. With a hoarse cry, Quatre plunged again and again into Duo's body, his hands tight on the brunette's hips and his entire body shaking like a leaf under the assault of the pleasure that he'd been waiting for so long since he and Duo had roomed together, hiding out with the Maguanacs. He leisurely moved one of his hands to grasp Duo's angrily red cock, stroking it so lightly that it would have been nearly imperceptible if Duo's nerves hadn't already felt like they were on fire, every touch increasing hundredfold, if not more. He intensified his touch bit by bit, rubbing his thumb over the head and unhurriedly stroking Duo's cock.
"God, Quatre, please" Duo set his hands on Quatre's shoulders and raised himself, slamming back down in counter to the thrusts, laying his brow against the Arab's neck, to kiss and nibble at his collarbone, moans and more babbling coming from him as pleasure took him further and further from any semblance of sanity. Trying to crawl into Quatre's skin and wrapping his legs around that one's waist angled him just so that his prostate was hit with nearly every one of the deep thrusts, his body trembling with each hit and the huskily whispered, sometimes even screamed, encouragements only helped to make Quatre move even faster, his expression one of unadulterated lust, but surprisingly obvious in displaying the pleasure he felt.
To Quatre, each plunge into Duo's body felt like driving home, his hands moved from their grip on Duo's cock and drifted over Duo's body, letting the brunette take control as he pinched sensitive nipples and tugged at the long braid to tip the salvage worker's head back, allowing him to attack the bared throat. At long last he returned his hold to Duo's cock, stroking it firmly now, coaxing breathy moans and whimpers from the American. "Come on Duo, keep moving, so good." He whispered and tugged at Duo's earlobe with his teeth, emphasizing each of his words with a growl and another drive home.
Between Quatre's maddening thrusts and the touch he felt on his cock and balls Duo felt himself lose complete control of his body, all of his lean muscles slack, but his arms now wrapped around Quatre's neck as he rode him hard and fast. He felt his knees tremble and threw his head back with a hoarse cry, the tip of his braid caressing his ass as it swung heavily with his constant moving. He cried out again when a particularly hard thrust caused him to see stars and stole his breath away from him. He tightened his hold around Quatre, raised himself and slammed back down; the blonde's name his mantra. Vaguely, he felt hands wrap around his cock and his vision went white as he climaxed forcefully, his entire body quaking with aftershocks as Quatre pushed him down onto the ground, grabbed his hips and, kneeling between Duo's legs, fucked him roughly until he too reached his completion with a guttural shouting of his lover's name.
They lay on the blanket, still sweaty, panting and entwined, caressing each other softly, running their fingers over the other's face and chest, small, satisfied smiles gracing both their expressions. Some of Quatre's curls stuck up and Duo's neck and shoulders had hickeys scattered randomly, but neither cared and they stayed like that for several more minutes, kissing each other softly.
"So...feelings, huh?" Duo asked, running the tip of his index finger along the rim of Quatre's ear. "Anything beside that yet?" He let his expression become carefully neutral, not betraying that he was hoping more for a definite positive answer than a careful, diplomatic reply.
The Arab smiled sweetly, a hint of mystery in his aqua eyes. "Definitely feelings, Duo, and only for you." He caught Duo's finger and kissed the tip. "But will you give me time to work things out? Figure out where I want to go...with you?" He propped his head up on his hand and took Duo's hand in his, lacing their fingers.
"As long as I get to tag along for the ride, babe, everything's fine by me" He pulled the blanket up a little, covering them in a gesture of unnecessary modesty and kissed Quatre lightly, before reaching over their heads, into the picnic basket. He fished around for a moment, chuckling when he saw what exactly he'd found as a snack. "If I'd remembered I'd packed these, we could've had some more fun." He held up a perfectly ripe strawberry for Quatre to see, grinning broadly as he trailed its tip along the blonde's lush lips, moving in to share the treat as he pressed his lips against Quatre's. "Don't you think?" They kissed heatedly and shook the blanket back off of them, Duo rolling on top of Quatre in a swift move.
They didn't leave the park until well past dusk and not before promising that either of them would move their office somewhere closer than the next colony.
[1] Usually Heero's eyes are described as cobalt, but I checked some data and it's Duo who has cobalt eyes, Heero's are Prussian or something
[2] http://www.jinxhackwear.com/scripts/details.asp?affid=- 1&productID=12
I want this shirt so bad *paw*
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