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"Regained "Written By: Artemis Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: yaoi lemon, masturbation, angst, violence,
language Pairings: 6x2, 3x4, mention of 13+11, R+1 Summary: Sequel to Interfacing: Lost. GAIA, the
new alliance, fights its first battle in Antarctica; Duo and Zechs
begin to rebuild their relationship "Regained" 38) [Kissing Duo becomes timeless, like the world falls away from us and time stops completely,] Zechs mused as he kissed his lover deeply. [I've never even known anyone like Duo... he's so honest and fresh and open... and while that urges me to protect him, he's a survivor, one of those blessed creatures who seems to rise above the worst life can toss his way. He's not afraid of his emotions... any of them. I have so much to learn from him...] [Just kiss me forever,] Duo thought as they explored and fed on each other's mouths. His hands continued to knead the strong shoulders as their mouths worked... teeth clicking together as the kiss became more intense. [My jeans are getting tight...] With that thought Duo laughed and pulled out of the kiss, rubbing his cheek against Zechs's as he chuckled between breaths. "This is really doing things to me," he said, still chuckling. "I want more." "Doing *things*, is it?" Zechs replied teasingly. "More kisses? I can do more kisses." Giving the braid a playful tug, he dove back in, intending to kiss the stuffing out of his hungry little fox. His pants were getting tight as well, but he was in the mood to take his time. They had all evening, after all. "Mmm," Duo moaned as the kisses began again. This seemed like such an indulgence. The last few days had been hectic and stressful with a sprinkling of hope. A hope that gave Duo patience. He and Zechs still had work ahead of them as a couple and Zechs needed time to heal. Just spending time alone, kissing lazily, but hungrily and with no hurry to get anywhere in particular was something new for them. Though Duo's lessons in Cairo had been given tenderly with the student's "heart" considered as much as his body... the goal had been clear... to prepare the boy for his first time. Duo had met Zechs's kindness and generosity with enthusiasm, but they had never spent any length of time *just* kissing. Perhaps it was the intensity of their affair that had made it impossible for them to kiss and not go all the way. But now, kneeling here at Zechs's side, kissing him deeply and affectionately, Duo realized that fucking would almost ruin the moment. He wanted Zechs, of that there was no doubt, since he spent the better part of each day fantasizing about Zechs being deep inside him again. But he was beginning to see the value of *just* kissing and *just* petting and *just* talking. And so, for now, he wouldn't ask for more. Coming up for air again, Zechs sighed deeply, happily. "I need you closer, in my arms," he breathed, his eyes hooded. "Then more kisses, more, more, more!" He kissed Duo's nose, smiling. "More?" he added hopefully. The boy smiled brightly and laughed. "Oh, you bet you can have more!" He stole a quick kiss and then was climbing onto Zechs's lap, straddling his thighs. "Is this close enough?" he asked, wriggling his ass in the man's lap as he slipped his arms around the strong shoulders. Trowa had taken Quatre by the hand and had led the already giggling boy over to the bed, then had pushed him down to half-sit, half-lie on the side. Now, his lips barely curved in a smirk, he began to unbutton his shirt as he stood between his lover's legs as they were draped over the side. "Like anything you see?" Trowa asked dryly. The blond boy's mouth went dry. "Oh, yes," Quatre said, swallowing, trying to moisten his lips, his tongue in order to say more. His wide, aquamarine eyes gazed up... memorizing the tall, lean form before him. "I like everything about you, Tro... everything." The plain white shirt was drawn off slender shoulders, then Trowa dramatically pulled it off all the way to run the shirt up between Quatre's legs, teasing him by running it over the boy's clothed groin before he tossed the shirt on the floor. "I'm so glad," he murmured, then opened his jeans slowly, peering down at his little victim-er-lover from beneath his long bangs. Quatre was mesmerized, his body on fire, set aflame by the sensual drag of a white shirt across his groin and now the teasing peel of jeans from his lover's body. "Y--you're... seducing me," he said finally, still a little stunned by this delightful display. "Yeah," Trowa admitted in his maddeningly understated way as he started to shift his jeans off his slim hips. "You have a problem with that?" That tone, that surety in Trowa's voice made Quatre quiver. He had never seen Trowa like this... Trowa, the hunter. Certainly that was what the other boy was doing... hunting him... getting ready to pounce on him like prey. To his own shock, Quatre realized this was a turn-on. At least his body was telling him so; his cock was pushing firmly against his pants. [I think I'm going to like this... very much.] "N-no," he stuttered, as the jeans slipped down, revealing the first dark curls that surrounded Trowa's... "No. Not a problem at all." "Good." The jeans and tight white briefs were dropped and discarded. Holding his captive's gaze, Trowa kicked shoes and socks off quickly, then put a knee to the bed between Quatre's legs and reached for the belt of his lover's pleated slacks. "Time to unwrap my present." "Oh, my," Quatre said, blinking up at his lover's green eyes. [I've dreamed about spending days just looking into those eyes,] he thought and then let his gaze drift down, admiring his lover's naked and very aroused body. "I wish you would open *your* present," he said with a smile. "Hn," Trowa made a noise, then paused in opening Quatre's pants to press his rampant cock against the other boy's knee, rubbing it a little. "I want to kiss you some more, kitten, but I wanted you to know that I want to fuck you, too." A whimper escaped Quatre's lips before he could speak. There was no way of misinterpreting what Trowa had meant. He wanted him... bad. "Please, Tiger," Quatre said, in a breathy whisper. He needed his lover, too. "Anything you need." Trowa-Tiger made short work of Quatre's clothes, which in moments were lying in a pile on top of Trowa's. Then he hauled Quatre's legs around and onto the bed, turning him so he was lying on it at length. "Now, let's see, what do I need..." He reached for the tube of lubricant on the bedside table and tossed it onto the bed beside his lover. "Looks like I've got everything!" With a quick laugh, Trowa climbed on top of his beautifully naked lover and started kissing him again. Holding Duo close in his arms, close against his body like this, was heaven... and Zechs never wanted to let him go. It was more than just kissing him, the taste of his mouth... it was everything, the warmth of his body, his heartbeat, his hands petting his hair, the hot breath on his face, the whimpers he made in his throat, even the goofy nose rubs inbetween kisses. Zechs loved it all. Duo snuggled into Zechs, cherishing the warmth and hardness of his body, despite the layers of fabric between them. He nipped and licked at Zechs's earlobe, enjoying this extended closeness. "Mmm, I like what we're doing," he said, blowing a puff of warm breath into his lover's ear. "Don't you? Lover? Just you and me...." "Yeah, just you and me, Dancer," Zechs murmured, smiling as Duo played with his ear. "You just feel so good in my arms. Like you were made for them. Holding you so close... makes my heart feel very warm." He nuzzled Duo's cheek, pressing kisses to it and the corner of his mouth. [This is so right. We're healing. I know we're healing,] Duo thought with certain joy. "Yes, I was totally made for you," he said, smiling and leaning ever so slightly into the little kisses. "Just like I know you were made for me. Heck, you were showing up in my dreams before I even met you... my dream man... so tall and mysterious with the velvet voice." [And the shadowed face... Could it be? The mask?! Is that why I never saw his face in my dreams?] he blinked in wonderment at his own thoughts. [Now I'm sounding crazy like Quatre!] "I'm glad you found your dream man," Zechs replied, the smile turning to a grin. He drew the long braid around over Duo's shoulder and pressed it against his cheek, sighing at the softness. "And as for me, I think I found my dream braid." He kissed it, petted it, then rubbed his nose against it. "Ah, yes, my very own ass-tickling braid to play with!" "Well you two get along so well I think maybe I should leave you alone," Duo snorted and playfully squirmed as if he was going to get off Zechs's lap and leave. Then he was laughing and hugging Zechs as he added, "The three of us sure make a great couple!" "Whoa!" Zechs exclaimed when his little lover started to bounce, then hugged and laughed with him. "Well, I was just kissing it, so I have to give my other lover equal time..." Winking, he dove in to kiss Duo playfully, but settled almost immediately in for a deeper, more thorough kiss, opening his mouth to his. The younger man quickly stopped laughing and sank eagerly into the open-mouth kiss. His tongue darted inside his lover's mouth to tangle and probe. [This is the most kissing I've *ever* done in my life!] Duo thought as he clenched his thighs around Zechs's, his body tightening and warming at the same time. This kiss was rapidly taking him back to passion... making him want much more. [His eagerness sends fire to my veins,] Zechs thought, all but trembling from the sudden onslaught of heat that threatened to overwhelm his senses. He could feel Duo's erection hot and hard against his belly, and his own was growing, his pants becoming uncomfortably tight. [That didn't take long... like in Cairo, passion is simmering under the surface, always ready to surge up again... we still have that! Oh, God, it's still there...] He almost pulled out of the kiss as a tiny tickle of panic flickered through his emotions, but all he really did was slow down, fearing to reveal any hesitation to Duo. [He needs this so badly... and so do I, though I can't... I *can't* make love to him yet the way he wants me to. I... I don't want to panic... so...] Then Zechs had an idea. [It's not all the way, but it's further than we've been. I can do this... I can... I can...] Continuing to kiss Duo, Zechs lifted him in his arms, maneuvering up off the sofa. Duo nearly whooped in his mouth out of surprise, but nevertheless clamped his legs around Zechs's waist tight as he was lifted. Holding him still tightly against his torso, Zechs carried Duo to the bed and laid him on it, but to the boy's surprise, when he climbed in beside him, he reversed his position. Raising himself up on one elbow, Duo looked down the length of his lover and smiled. "Hmm, this looks familiar," he said, playfully. [Does he want to do a '69' like we did in Cairo?!] he wondered excitedly, his heart pounding in his chest with hope. "So, what's on your mind, big fella?" he asked, feigning innocence a bit late and then winking before he fell back onto the bed laughing, pleased from head to toe that Zechs would want to share this with him again. Though they were fully clothed still, Zechs slid his hands under Duo's rump and pulled it toward him, teasing him by nipping at his jeans and bumping his nose against the hardness therein. "This is on my mind. Very definitely on my mind." Duo gasped as he watched the hungry display. [He's taking charge and *he* wants *me.*] "Oh, you bad boy," Duo said, smiling devilishly. "Can you guess what's on my mind?" He'd hardly asked the question when he took hold of Zechs's thighs and buried his face in the man's groin. As he nuzzled and breathed deeply he was sure he could feel his lover growing even harder right under his nose. "Oh, yes, I can guess," Zechs breathed, flexing his hips to press into Duo's face a little more. "I think we both want the same thing. However it seems I have to unwrap my present first... unwrap *this*." And with that, he opened his mouth over the firm erection and closed his teeth on it only enough to exert a little pressure, leaving no doubt exactly what was to be unwrapped. The boy arched and moaned into the touch. "You'd better hurry..." he said, chuckling and still nuzzling his lover. "I think this package has an expiration date." The sound that erupted near Duo's groin was either an abrupt bark of a laugh, a sudden coughing, or both. Zechs got his composure back from somewhere and turned his head to look down the length of Duo's body to his face. "What happens when it expires, eh?" To further tease his little lover, he snaked his hand under the black turtleneck sweater to find a nipple to tweak. There was a little squeak from Duo as his nipple was pinched. "It explodes," he said, closing his eyes briefly as he enjoyed the touches. "Sometimes violently..." Zechs had an impish gleam in his eye that could only be described as a pre-Wolf look that preceded pouncing. "Oh, good," he snickered, tweaking the other nipple while he was at it. "Maybe I want my present to explode in a certain way! So perhaps I should take my time after all?" "Hmm? Make me suffer, will you?" Duo asked with a chuckle. "Well, if I remember my lessons correctly, *I* also have a present to unwrap and tease and torment!" With that he covered his mouth over the crown of Zechs's cock which jutted prominently from the man's pants. He breathed heavily on it and then bit down with slightly more force than his lover had used. [Two can play at this game...] "Unnnnhhhh," Zechs grunted, unable to keep from thrusting his hips up into the wicked pressure. Then he began to work Duo's jeans open. "You remember... well..." he managed to gasp. Quatre's hands roamed over the well-muscled back of his lover as they kissed... their hunger growing with each heartbeat. Of all the Gundam pilots, Trowa was the tallest and by far the most muscular, his gymnast's body an endless source of delight to Quatre. "Mmm," he moaned as he pulled out of the kiss, panting for air. "I dreamt about you every night after you left..." he said, breathing hard and remembering how he had ached for Trowa in this way. "Every night?" Trowa mumbled as he shifted down to go to work on the little blond's neck, kissing and suckling at the tender skin. "Yeah, I thought about you every night as I fell asleep... and then dreamt about you," Quatre said, tilting his head to expose his neck further. "Oh, that feels good, Tiger." "Good dreams, I hope," Trowa murmured. "Did you dream of me marking you like this?" He dipped in and began to worry a fold of skin, bringing the blood to the surface. "Did you dream about this, kitten?" With that, he closed his teeth gently, just enough to leave a nice mark to signify his possession of the blond. "No, but I wish I had," Quatre said, smiling. The slight pain at his neck was exciting. He was being marked and everyone would know that he and Trowa belonged together. "My dreams were always wonderful, but you were never like this. I didn't know you could be this way... and I like it, Tro. I like you taking possession of me." Trowa levered up to lean on his hands so that he could look at his lover. The wide, honest aquamarine eyes were so trusting, so eager and loving. [I've never owned anything before in my life, except perhaps now Heavyarms... so, he really likes this...] "I'll take as much as I can, for as long as I can," he replied so softly the other boy could barely catch the words. [There's so much he doesn't know about me. How did this sweet kitten get to be a soldier? I know nothing else. If he knew that's all there was to me... he wouldn't stay with me. There's just nothing else there... just soldiering.] Then he bowed his head, the long bangs covering his eyes as he settled back down and took up a new task, laving his tongue over a tiny pink nipple, rubbing his thumb over the other. [Heero told me to act on my emotions, so I will make love to my sweet kitten...] [He's feeling so many things right now,] Quatre thought, watching with heavy breaths as his lover suckled a nipple. He could sense the boy's love, but also confusion and a little fear. [But he's so eager to make love. Maybe he just needs more reassurance.] He reached his hand out to touch the long russet hair covering Trowa's face, and brushed it aside. "You have a place here with me... you know that Tro, don't you? You can have me for as long as you like." "All night," Trowa muttered a bit roughly. He worried a nipple, then traced a quick trail down Quatre's stomach as he shifted back onto his knees, still keeping his eyes averted. "I'll have you all night, kitten," he added, breathing growing ragged, then slid his arms under Quatre's rump to get a hold of his little lover before going down on him, taking him to the root. "Oh!" Quatre cried out, hardly expecting to be taken in so swiftly. "Ah... feels good, Tiger," he said, his body flooding with sensations. "All night... *every* night," he reassured his lover once again, and then his head fell back as everything focused down... down to one thing... his erection surrounded by that fabulous mouth. "Soooo good... Mmmm," he moaned, petting his lover's hair. [Fighting our enemy with my Gundam by day, loving my kitten at night, yeah, I can handle a life like that,] Trowa mused as he worked on Quatre's hard length. He reached his hand up along the other boy's body to find a nipple to toy with. [Mine. This is all mine. I think I'll keep him.] "Mmm, yesss," Quatre moaned and quivered. [My heart has been his from the moment I first saw him.] Images of that day suddenly flashed in his mind. The battle between them had been a stalemate and Trowa had come out of his Gundam with his hands held high in surrender. It had taken a moment to calm the other boy, get him to realize that Quatre had surrendered first and that they should be allies. [He still needs calming. Still needs me to guide in this,] Quatre thought as he thrust up, meeting the attentive sucking of his lover's mouth on his cock. He needed this expression of love that could only be shared physically. [I love him... trust him... want to give myself over to him completely.] (tbc) Note: By the way, we do have a reason for this back and forth. This isn't entirely a tandem gratuitous sex session! No, really!
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