S3's Random Ramble: Well, this is
my first MST of a Lemon. This was actually written quite well, but the
idea of a Trowa Barton and Relena Peacecraft lemon... ugh...
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In the not-to-distant future,
Right here in time and space,
Brandon Masters and his insane friends are caught in a very nasty place!
Corralled by the Government-
To test their resolve-
They took some of the most useless humans available,
And gave them a job!
We'll send them cheesy fanfics,
The worst we can find.
They'll have to sit and watch them all,
And we'll monitor their minds.
Now keep in mind we can't control
How much we get paid.
We'll try to keep our spirits up,
And hope to get laid!
MSTer Roll Call!
Ai Seki! (I'm not a
slut!)
Bryan Walker! (Can
I borrow a barf bag?)
Brandon Masters! (Huh?
I'm the $%@ AUTHOR!)
Now if you're wondering where they eat and live,
And other science facts,
Just repeat to yourself:
"It's just a fic,
I should really just relax!"
Oh, Mystery Science Theater 2001!
Twwwwwwwwwaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnggggg!
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[S3’s office. Ai is leaning in the corner, polishing her sword.
Dirk, as usual, is standing in front of the door to the theater. Bryan
is missing. Brandon is hiding behind Dirk, shivering. S3 is relaxing
in his chair.]
Brandon: Well, wha-what are we watching today?
S3: I’ll tell you later. Right now, we need to worry about Bryan.
Ai: But I SAID I was sorry! Besides… I only hacked him with my
sword 45 times…
Brandon: So, do we wait?
S3: No. A replacement. [Presses a button. A door opens, and a braided
figure enters the room.] Meet… Duo Maxwell. Gundam Pilot and The
Great Destroyer.
Duo: [Stomps foot angrily.] GOD OF DEATH!!! DAMMITT! I’m so tired
of people getting that wrong!
S3: I think he’ll blend in fine.
Duo: So… what am I here to do? Sign autographs?
Brandon: Watch bad lemon fanfiction.
Duo: Oh… ok. Sounds good… I guess…
S3: Good, now that that’s settled, I have a lemon for you.
Ai: [Puts sword away.] What is it?
S3: A Gundam Wing lemon called ‘Love and Silence.’ It is
by an author named Angel Love.
Brandon: Who x who? Heero and Duo?
Duo: [Gulps.] I hope not. [Shivers.]
S3: Nope. Relena and Trowa.
Duo: I’ve never seen them together…
Brandon: That’s the point.
S3: Go. NOW.
[Brandon, Ai, and Duo enter the theater.]
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>Love and Silence
Brandon: I wish this fic would stay silent.
>By Angel Love
>Rating warning: NC-17
>Author's notes: I was listening to my new cd, Jamie O'Neal.
Duo: Good for you.
>And this song just screamed for me to write a hentai ficcy for
it.
Ai: Eh? Those songs scream?
>But I was drawing a blank on coupling.
>So I gave the song to my good friend, Tanya, and let her decide
>the basic plot and the coupling. So I give a lot of credit for this
fic
>to her. And thanks to a good friend, Kb, I got a really cool title
>for it!
>Please, don't flame for this.
Ai: Too late!
>I want to hear what you guys think, but I only want to hear
>constructive critisizm.
>Standard disclaimers apply: I don't own Gundam Wing. If I did,
>Heero would probably shoot me for all of the angst I put him
>through. I don't own "To Be With You", that is owned by
Jamie
>O'Neal and her record company.
Brandon: Duh. No lemon author is good enough to write and own a song.
Duo: Hehehehe…
>***
>Relena sat in the white dining chair looking out around her. She
>had finally achieved her goal in obtaining Heero's love.
Ai: She’s an underachiever.
>The problem was now that she had him, she realized that he was
>more of a friend to her than a boyfriend. He was her protector,
>not her lover.
Brandon: Lots of lemon fics say otherwise.
>But they continually denied it, since they fought so long and hard
>to be together.
>At the moment they were on a date at an outside patio diner
>across the street from her apartment. Heero was his usual quiet
>self, which left her plenty of time to observe her surroundings.
>Suddenly her eyes met the emerald green eyes of Trowa Barton.
Duo: Whoa! Were did he come from?
>Color shot up in her cheeks and she forced herself to look away.
Ai: What color?
Duo: Pink.
>~ To be with you
Duo: Um… Who’s talking?
>I would risk a thousand lifetimes
>To be with you
>There's no mountain that I wouldn't climb ~
Brandon: Even Everest?
>She mentally scolded herself for her reaction to the stoic pilot.
Duo: Which one? There’re at least 2.
>She had developed strong feelings for him almost immediately
>after she and Heero had gotten together.
Ai: Um… when did they meet?
>She had become good friends with the other gundam pilots,
Duo: SHE NEVER MET WUFEI OR TROWA!!! GET IT RIGHT!!!
Brandon: Um… Duo… settle.
>but she felt as if some part of her was betraying Heero with her
>wayward thoughts for Trowa.
Brandon: Naahhh.
>~ If you're the sky
>Let me be the cloud that runs right through you now
>You don't know just how I need to
>Be with you ~
>Trowa was enjoying a quiet meal when he looked up and saw
>Relena. Almost immediately her eyes turned to meet his; for a
>brief moment he stared into them before she broke contact and
>turned away. An ache filled him as he gazed at her features.
>He had fallen for the former princess when he first laid eyes on
>her.
Ai: Um… when?
Brandon: Just a few seconds ago, I think.
>It was obvious to him that her heart belonged to another, but a
>part of him needed her so much.
>~ There can be no substitute
>To be with you
>I try to hide my passion but it's
>Just no use ~
Duo: [In a terrible singing voice.] ~ It’s just not small enough
~
Ai: I had no clue he couldn’t sing… ^_^ ‘
>He tried hard to fight the feelings that arose within him, but
he
>acknowledged himself to the fact that he had lost the battle a long
>time ago.
Brandon: Um… when?
>He even tried to date other people, but they couldn't compare to
>the burning passion that he felt for the dove of peace.
Duo: Trowa’s into Beastality! I had no clue!
Brandon: I thought he was gay…
>~ Piece by piece I lose it when you
>Walk in the room
>How can I get through
>If I can't be with you ~
>Relena fought hard to regain her composure. She didn't want
>Heero to see just where her thoughts were heading,
Ai: He’s psychic?
>but she made the mistake of looking back over at Trowa and felt
>her heart skip a beat.
>"Get it together, Relena," she thought to herself, but
she could
>already feel herself slipping into her fantasies.
Duo: Unfortunately, all of her fantasies were about a certain braided
pilot…
Ai: I just thought of something…
Brandon: Eh?
Ai: Is all of Duo’s hair braided…
Duo: Are you THAT interested?
Brandon: [Desperately trying to change the subject.] Wow! The fic’s
going into a fantasy!
>~ Every time I close my eyes I see your face
>I taste you on my lips ~
Duo: Ugh! Tastes like dog urine…
>Relena's eyes closed as her world closed in on itself and she lost
>herself in her fantasy...
Brandon: Is her fantasy a black hole?
>**Fantasy**
>Trowa stood up quickly and walked towards her like a panther.
>Stopping just behind her, he turned her chair to face him, and
> dropping down to his knees in front of her.
>Relena's blue eyes were cloudy
Ai: -with a chance of showers.
>with passion when she looked into his intense emerald ones. His
>face inched closer to hers before claiming her lips in a deep kiss,
Duo: [As Trowa.] I claim these lips in the name of King Trowa!
>setting her soul on fire.
Brandon & Ai: GET SOME WATER!!!
>~ Every night I fantasize
>That I can feel you on my fingertips ~
>Trowa took in Relena's closed eyes and slightly flushed face and
>he felt his world tilt slightly as he let his fantasies run wild...
>**Fantasy (takes up right where Relena's does)**
Duo: What the…
Brandon: Are they psychically connected?
>He pulled her up into a standing position. Glancing at her briefly,
>he cleared the table by pushing all of the dishes onto the floor.
Duo: Woohoo!
>Then he captured her lips again, pushing her back gently on the
>table. His hand moving up her dress, not stopping until they
>found her most hidden treasure,
Brandon: Her Babe Ruth baseball card?
Ai: [Pats Brandon’s hand gently.] Um, honey, no.
>sliding his fingers into her slick folds. He smirked at the sound
of
>pure pleasure coming from her lips.
Duo: [Leaps up.] HE’S FINGERBANGING HER!
Ai & Brandon: He likes that?!
>~ Oohh ~
>"Trowa..." Relena whispered, her voice thick with desire.
>Heero looked over startled by the sound of Relena's voice. He
>took in her flushed face and his heart ached a little. He knew that
>she loved another, but he selfishly held onto her because he was
>afraid of a life without her.
Brandon: Try watching the first episode of Gundam Wing – or
the last episode. It doesn’t matter.
>His eyes traveled over to where he had seen Relena look
>moments ago and found Trowa, looking lost in thought.
Brandon: Are these two being played by Ranma ½’s Ryoga
Hibiki?
>His heart ached again. His selfishness was causing his friend pain
>as well.
>He sighed, bringing Relena's thoughts to an abrupt halt. She
>looked over at him, her cheeks flaming. "Heero?"
Ai: [As Relena.] Could you extinguish my face?
>"I think that it is time to go," he said quietly, not
looking her in
>the eye.
>~ To be with you, there's nothing that I wouldn't do
>I'm powerless swept under by your sweet caress ~
>Trowa looked up when he heard movement. He saw Heero place
>his hand on the small of Relena's back;
Duo: Heero’s getting some tonight!
>a surge of jealousy soared through the usually calm pilot.
>He fought the urge to beat the other man.
>He was slightly surprised when Heero looked right at him when
>they passed by him. His eyes spoke of regret and sorrow.
>Heero mouthed for him to wait for him to return. Curious as to
>what Heero wanted, Trowa complied.
Brandon: Heero wants Trowa! It’s so obvious!
Ai: A 1x3 pairing? Ew…
Duo: Well, at least THEY’VE met…
>~ I'm fadin' fast
>One look at you and I forget just who I am
>I come unglued if I can't be with you ~
>Relena passed by Trowa, trying her best not to look at him. She
>crossed the street staring at her heels,
Ai: That’s gotta be really hard.
>letting her companion lead the way.
>But just as Relena and Heero were about to enter her apartment
>building, she couldn't resist looking back over her shoulder at
>Trowa.
Duo: Where are they in respect to each other?
Ai: I don’t wanna know.
>Their eyes met again, and she
>felt as if a bolt of electricity shot through her.
Brandon: Damn static electricity…
>~ Every time I close my eyes I see your face
>I taste you on my lips ~
>Trowa and Relena felt their worlds slip into fantasy again...
Ai: Aah! Damn banana peel…
>**Fantasy**
>Relena broke away from Heero and ran across the street. Trowa
>stood up and caught her in his arms, but lost his balance and fell
>to the floor with her.
Duo: I thought he was a tightrope walker…
>But it didn't stop their lips from meeting in a frenzied kiss.
>~ Every night I fantasize
>That I can feel you on my fingertips ~
>Relena's hands slid under Trowa's shirt feeling his hard muscles.
Duo: So, Relena’s getting to 2nd base before Trowa?
>While his own cupped her breasts,
Brandon: Duwah?
Ai: His own what?
>feeling them through her satin fabric of her soft blue dress.
>A groan of frustration came from her lips; she ripped the dress
>from her top, exposing her bare breast to him and his roaming
>hands.
Ai: SHE’S ONLY GOT ONE BREAST!
Duo: My god! I never noticed until now!
Brandon: Where is it? [Begins looking under the seats.]
>~ Yeah baby ~
>"Would you like anything else sir?"
>The question was like a bucket full of cold water over Trowa.
Ai: And he then turned into a pig.
>He turned to glare at the waitress. "Can I get a scotch whiskey?"
>His voice was hard with frustration. He was in desperate need of
>a drink.
>The waitress visibly shrunk under his glare. "Y... yes sir."
And
>scampered off to get what he requested.
Duo: The waitress is gonna get arrested for selling drinks to a minor.
>~ Oooohhh ~
Brandon: [Holds up a gelatinous form.] I found it!
Ai: You found Relena’s missing breast? Where was it?
Duo: Can I touch it?
Brandon: No, and it was under my seat.
>"Relena?"
>Guilt shot through Relena as Heero's voice pulled her from her
>fantasy.
>She turned sad eyes towards him, giving him a small smile. She
>let him lead her into the building, this time succeeding in her
>battle not to look back.
>~ Every time I close my eyes I see your face
>I taste you on my lips ~
>Heero;s heart clenched when he looked upon Relena's guilt-
>ridden face when they walked in her apartment.
>"Relena..." he paused, making sure he had her attention.
"I know
>that you don't love me."
Duo: [As Heero, strikes a pose.] You’re CRAZY for me!
>When Relena opened her mouth to protest, "I know you care
for
>me, but not like you love Trowa."
Ai: [As Heero.] What about our sex?
Brandon: [As Relena.] It was nothing to me.
>Relena's face flooded with color
Duo: Again, what color?
>as she looked down at the floor. "I'm sorry," she whispered.
Ai: What the hell are you apologizing for?
>Heero crossed the room quickly and lifted her chin, forcing her
to
>look in his eyes. "Don't be. You weren't meant to be with me.
>What we had was good." His voice went soft.
Duo: Whereas another part of his body went hard.
>"But I am not what you need."
>"Heero?"
>"I will always be your friend Relena," Heero said, kissing
her
>forehead, then quickly walked out her apartment door, grabbing
>her keys at the same time.
Brandon: Heero’s gonna blow away the pink limo!
Ai: It’s about bloody time.
>~ Every night I fantasize
>That I can feel you on my fingertips ~
>"Trowa."
>He was just about to down his drink when Trowa heard Heero's
>voice. Again, he was surprised by Heero's forlorn expression. He
>gestured to the seat across from him, placing the drink on the
>table untouched.
Duo: Uh… what went untouched?
Brandon: I don’t wanna know.
>Heero sat down, his fingers playing with the keys he swiped from
>Relena's place. "I know."
>Dread filled Trowa's soul.
Ai: The fish wasn’t that good anyway.
>"You know?" his voice was barely above a whisper.
>Heero looked up meeting the other's eyes. His eyes were hard as
>steel. “Take
Brandon: What the…?
Duo: What the fuck?
>care of her, or I will kill you."
Ai: Ah… his normal goodbye.
>Trowa's mouth dropped open as Heero stood up and placed the
>keys on the table. "These are Relena's. Take them back for
me."
>Then he walked away, disappearing into the shadows, leaving
>Trowa to stare after him.
Duo: [As Trowa.] But I wanted Heero…
>~ Oohh
>(To be with you) ~
>Relena stared at the door for several moments, her mind trying to
>process what had just happened.
Brandon: Fatal Systems Err. Reboot? Y/N
Duo: ^_^
>A small sense of loss filled her. But she knew that Heero had
>made the right choice. She couldn't go on with Heero and have
>wild fantasies about Trowa.
Ai: She SO could! I do all the time.
>She hated lying to Heero, but no matter how much she wanted to
>love him, she just couldn't.
>She shook her head and walked into her bathroom, thinking about
>taking a nice long shower. She had to relax in order
Duo: -to let Trowa see her.
>for her to decide what to do next.
>As soon as she was sure of the temperature she wanted, she
>walked over to her bedroom and pulled out a silk nightgown to
>wear when she got out of the shower, laying it out on her dresser.
Duo: Then, she decided against it. Relena then got out her Hooters
uniform; she had work soon.
>~ I would risk a thousand lifetimes
>There's no mountain that I wouldn't climb ~
>Trowa stared at the keys on the table. He wasn't sure if he should
>take them to Relena; he was sure that she loved Heero. His heart
>argued with him that Heero had left her and practically ordered
>him to go to her, more accurately threatened him with death if he
>didn't.
Brandon: [As Trowa.] Hmm… Death or a hot babe… I can’t
decide.
Duo: ME or Relena? What are you thinking?
Brandon: ^_^’
>For once Trowa was unsure of himself. He looked up towards
>Relena's apartment and made up his mind. He grabbed the keys,
>dropped money on the table and left the patio area, quickly
>making his way across the street.
Ai: WHERE THE HELL IS HE?!
>He was going to talk to Relena and sort out all of his feelings
for
>the golden-haired beauty.
Ai: I thought her hair was more of a chestnut…
>~ (To be with you)
>(To be with you)
>Yeah ~
[Dirk enters the theater. The screen, as normal, goes white. Duo uses
a Kleenex to wipe his brow.]
Duo: You guys actually WATCH that crap?
Ai: Yep. And we get paid.
Brandon: Do you wanna join us for the next part?
Duo: [Gulps.] NEXT part?
Dirk: Yes. Usually, a one-part fic is divided into two for ease of the
reader.
Duo: [Shrugs.] Sure. I’ve got nothing else to do…
Brandon: Cool!
[All exit the theater.]
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[S3’s office, again. S3 is now setting up a massive computer
link-up with five i-Macs. The game: Starcraft.]
S3: Ah! Welcome back. I figure we could relax while your brains re-solidify.
Starcraft anybody?
Brandon: I’m game. Terran!
Ai: I get to be Protoss!
Duo: I’m Zerg!
Dirk: Team battle, or free-for-all?
S3: [Claps hands together.] LET THE GAMES BEGIN!
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S3's Random Ramble: Ok... ok... there was supposed
to be a chapter switch here for FF.n... As you can see here, there isn't...
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[S3’s office. As if this could take place anywhere else…
Anyway, All 5 people are still playing Starcraft, cheering and yelling
as well. Finally, the game ends.]
Brandon: [Leaps up into the air, hands reaching up.] I WON!
Ai: No way… you must be cheating…
S3: Nope, that’s impossible. No cheating is allowed in multiplayer.
Ai: At least I came in second.
S3: I came in last, damn it all... As punishment, you’re all going
back to the theater… heh…
Duo: But… I came in third… no fair.
Dirk: Nothing’s fair.
[Sadly, all three of the victims trudge into the theater.]
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>Trowa stood in front of her door for a moment, trying to get up
>the courage to knock. He had never had this much trouble facing
>his fears before. Then again, he had never dealt with this kind
of
>situation. It was so much different than being a emotionless
>soldier. He leaned against the door and it opened under his
>pressure.
Duo: Oh, sure. The lock just ‘happened’ to break…
Ai: And Relena just ‘happened’ to be undressing…
>He quickly entered and closed the door behind him. He turned
>around to call out Relena's name
Brandon: So, he’s facing the door?
Duo: What a moron.
>but what he saw made his mouth drop open, his voice catching in
>his throat.
>~ (To be with you)
>Every time I close my eyes ~
>Relena was moving from her bedroom, taking her clothes off as
>she went. The steam of her shower serving as a background.
Duo & Brandon: [Jaws drop to the floor.]
Ai: Men… hmph!
Brandon: [Aside to Ai.] Don’t worry, she doesn’t look as
good as you.
Ai: [Smiles.] Flattery will get you everywhere.
Duo: [Not taking his eyes off the screen.] ARE YOU SERIOUS? Relena’s
a BABE!
Ai: [Hits Duo upside the head.] Bastard.
>Slowly the dress fell down her body, landing in a heap of blue
>silk on the floor. They were quickly followed by her heels and
>pantyhose.
Duo: Woohoo! A striptease!
Brandon & Ai: [Begin tamping out a striptease music number.]
>Trowa's eyes feasted on her long shapely legs and her smooth
>stomach. She was still clad in her bra and underwear, a pale blue
>satin, covered by black lace. The underwear had thin straps
>around her hips, and the demi cups pushed her breasts up just
>ever so slightly. Her golden hair cascaded around her, making her
>look like a goddess.
Ai: Trowa’s eyes must be hungry.
>~ (To be with you)
>Every night I fantasize ~
>The keys slipped from his fingers, causing them to fall to the
>floor.
Duo: Rule one of breaking and entering: don’t let them see you.
Brandon: Looks like he’s thinking with ‘Little Trowa.’
>Relena looked up at the noise, going completely still as her eyes
>took in the shocked features of Trowa. As many times as she
>imagined him here, she never imagined him showing up at her
>apartment like this.
>"Trowa," she whispered his name as if it were a prayer.
Ai: Yeah, sure. Then she begins to bow down and worship him.
>~ About you baby ~
>Trowa felt himself moving, almost as if a force was pulling him
>to Relena.
Duo: It’s a tractor beam!
Ai: That’s no girl, that’s a space station.
Brandon: [As Han Solo.] We’re caught in a tractor beam, we can’t
get free!
>He stopped just inches in front of her. His fingers found their
way
>to cup her cheek.
>Relena sighed and leaned into his caress. "Is this real?"
>Trowa sighed in response and pulled her close to him, capturing
>her lips with his. Heat seared through him,
Ai: Is he gonna spontaneously combust?
>his head spun slightly, and he lowered them both to the ground,
>somehow removing his clothes in the process,
Brandon: Ew! PUT THEM BACK ON!
Ai: Well, at least he’s been working out…
>leaving him clad only in silk boxers.
>~ (To be with you)
>And your right here with me ~
>Trowa rained kisses down Relena's body,
All: [Singing to the tune of ‘It’s Raining Men.’]
~ It’s raining kisses. Hallelujah, It’s raining kisses!
~
>scorching her skin where his lips met. He stopped at the tip of
her
>bra, running his tongue over the tops of her breasts, enjoying the
>hissing sound emanating from her lips.
Duo: So, she’s a snake?
>Relena tangled her fingers in his hair, begging him to touch her
>breasts.
Ai: What a slut.
>Her face was flaming at the heat she could feel emanating from
>Trowa's tongue. She could feel a dampness between her legs and
>she parted them slightly, gasping when Trowa slid his own leg
>between hers.
Ai: So, Trowa’s not going to have intercourse, just play with
her.
>Trowa stroked her breasts, causing the nipples to pucker through
>the material
Duo: They shouldn’t have been eating lemons.
>as he slid his leg up and down against her most sensitive spot.
He
>watched through his hair as Relena moaned and writhed beneath
>him for a few moments before he stopped his ministrations.
Brandon: Trowa’s a priest?
>"Trowa..." Relena croaked out, sliding her hands over
his bare
>chest, causing him to shudder with excitement.
>"Shh," he whispered. "Turn over."
Duo: HA! Proof that Trowa is GAY!
Ai: Aw…
Brandon: I knew it!
>Relena gave him a quizzical look but did as he requested.
>Trowa moved her hair from her back savoring its silky feel for a
>brief moment. Then he began to kiss his way from her neck down
>to the small of her back, lingering to give several hot, wet kisses
>on her lower back, before moving back up her back again, this
>time stopping at her bra.
Brandon: Shit, that was a LONG sentence.
>With quick and sure movements, he unclasped the bra and
>motioned for the gasping Relena to stand up.
>Relena did so, turning hesitantly to face Trowa, nervous as to
>what his reaction was going to be. Trowa's mouth went dry at the
>sight of her, then quickly moved to slowly, sensually pull her
>underwear down her legs, leaving Relena naked.
Duo: Disappointed, he put the panties back and ran away.
Ai: Wait, his mouth pulled the panties down? Wow…
>His jaw dropped at the sight of her in all of her glory. "You
are
>gorgeous," his whisper husky.
>Relena smiled at him, her face full of passion and a hint of
>mischief. Trowa quirked an eyebrow at her as she dropped to her
>knees and quickly shed him of his boxers.
Duo: Oral?
Brandon: NOOO! PLEASE STOP!
>She kissed her way up his legs, stomach and chest, pausing to
>swirl her tongue around his nipples, up over his neck and jaw,
>finally finding her way to his lips.
Ai: Finally, her mouth must have been played by Ryoga Hibiki.
>Trowa quickly picked her up, never breaking off the kiss, and
>moved towards the bathroom.
Duo: HE’S GOTTA GO!
Brandon: Look out!
>~ (To be with you)
>I would risk a thousand lifetimes
>To be with you ~
>Relena giggled as Trowa set her down in front of her shower. It
>was a large glass stand-up shower. She opened the door, checking
>the water to make sure that it was still hot before she stepped
in
>and pulled him after.
>Trowa spotted her lotus hanging from the facet
Brandon: Her computer program?
Ai: [Smiles.]
>and he reached over and grabbed it, putting her body wash on it.
>He slowly washed her body, taking special care to linger at all
of
>the right places.
Duo: Where did he LEARN this?
>Relena was leaning against the wall, mindless,
Ai: I could say SO many things here…
>only feeling the sensations that Trowa was creating all over her
>body. She could barely stand when he finally dropped the sponge,
>her body feeling as though it were boneless.
Duo: So, Trowa stole her bones?
Brandon: The Bone Collector II: The Gundam Menace.
>Trowa smirked, he clearly enjoyed the wanton expression on his
>love's face. He slid his body against hers, moving his hands
>slowly and surely over her body, slowly finding their way into
>her heated cavity.
Brandon: Her mouth?
>Relena sucked in a breath as she felt his fingers enter her. She
>moaned out his name as they picked up a rhythm, and leaned
>heavily against him. She could feel her world spiraling out of
>control and it was like fireworks went off in her body as she
>reached her orgasm. "Troooowwwaaa!"
Duo: He’s fingerbanging her AGAIN!
Ai: My god, what sort of man is he?
>Trowa held her to him, letting her catch her breath before
>claiming her lips in a soft, tender kiss.
>When the kiss ended, her eyes met his. "Make love to me."
Brandon: He hasn’t yet?
>Trowa searched her face looking for any sign that she wasn't sure.
>Finding none, he nodded his head. "Not here, your first time
isn't
>going to be in a shower."
Duo: According to several thousand Hentai writers, it isn’t
even close to her first time…
>Quickly turning off the shower, he stepped out, picking her up
in
>the process. He laid her wet naked body in the middle of her
>white satin sheets, and crawled up next to her.
>He looked deep in her eyes, again searching for any signs that she
>wasn't sure. "Relena, you don't have to do this. I am more
than
>willing to wait for you."
Ai: The perfect guy…
All: BULLSHIT!
>She shook her head. "No, I need you now, Trowa. I love you."
>Trowa's heart felt as if it were about to burst. "I love you
too."
Duo: Wasn’t there supposed to be a song?
>~ Ooh
>To be with you ~
Duo: Ah, there it is.
>He claimed her lips, moving his body between her legs. He
>slipped his tongue in her mouth in an effort to distract her as
he
>slipped into her hot folds,
Ai: So, she didn’t want him?
>breaking her virginal barrier.
Duo: Too descriptive for me.
>Relena gasped as the pain consumed her body, but could feel it
>slowly start to turn into pleasure as Trowa took up a rhythm. She
>found herself matching him stroke for stroke. "Trowa..."
she
>moaned.
>"Relena..." he answered back.
>"Faster... Trowa faster," she panted out.
Brandon: [As Trowa.] NEVER MUAHAHAHAHA!
>Trowa complied, increasing his strokes. The sounds of their
>moans and cries filled the silence as they urged each other on.
Duo: So, it wasn’t noisy?
>As Trowa felt himself near the edge, Relena went stiff under him,
>her orgasm pulling him into his own. Both cried out the other's
>name as they fell over the edge, clinging to each other.
Ai: They fell off the bed?
>Trowa collapsed onto Relena, while she wrapped her arms around
>him. Both were breathing heavily, sweat beaded to their bodies.
>"I've dreamt about this for so long," she whispered when
she
>gained back her breath.
Ai: [As Relena.] And I’m totally disappointed, too.
>"Now you don't have to dream any longer, I can make it a
>reality," he whispered back.
>Relena smiled into his shoulder. "Reality is so much better
that
>fantasy."
>He pulled himself up to look into her eyes. "You don't regret
not
>waiting, do you?"
>"No, the only thing I regret is
Brandon: FOR NOT USING A GODDAMN CONDOM! I mean, If you aren’t
married, then use one!
>waiting so long for us to be together." She slid her fingers
into his
>damp hair, then down over his back.
>Trowa moaned, a shiver running down his spine.
Duo: Actually that’s her hand, buddy.
>"If you don't stop, we aren't going to get out of this bed
for
>awhile."
>Relena gasped as she felt his member harden within her. She
>wrapped her legs around him, pulling him down into a heated
>kiss. "I don't mind."
>Trowa's only response was a growl.
>~ Baby there's nothing I wouldn't do ~
>*Angel walks on with Heero*
>Well, another little ficcy done.
Brandon: Thank god.
Ai: It’s over.
>Heero: *crosses arms over chest* I lost relena again to trowa...
Duo: Um… how many Trowa & Relena lemons are there?
Ai: [Looks it up on FF.N.] Five.
>but you know heero you always have me...besides I wanted a
>lemony fic
>*Duo runs on screen whispers something to heero and then runs
>off*
>*Heero gets and evil grin*
>Um...Heero *gets nervous*
>Heero: Angel wants a lemony fic, Heero wants the girl *holds up
>a lemon and a smirk crosses over his face*
>*sputters* no Heero...Angel doesn't take part in lemons
Brandon: Wanna bet?
>*Heero chases Angel off screen and Trowa and Relena walk on*
>Relena: think she can out run him?
>Trowa: nope...but if you review she might be happier when he
>catches her
Ai: She’s gonna be happy anyway! She got Heero!
>*Authoress screaming help in the background...both Relena and
>Trowa chuckle as the disappear of screen*
Duo: Eh?
Brandon: What?
Ai: [Rises from seat.] It’s over. Let’s go.
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[S3’s office. Duh. Not much has changed. S3 has changed the game
to ‘Unreal Tournament.’ He is currently testing the game.]
S3: DIE! DIE! DIE!
Ai: [Sweatdrops.] Um… S3? What…
Brandon: …the hell?
Duo: Don’t tell me, we’re playing this game now.
S3: Yep. BRING IT ON!
Dirk: God help us all.
[End Transmission.]