"Entanglement"

Chapter Seven

Heero woke up to the sound of low voices.

"We're on vacation, sleep in," Trowa was mumbling, his voice a low and gravelly.

"I'll be back in half an hour - an hour tops. Go back to sleep," Duo responded, his voice more alert, but still quiet.

Heero was nestled against Trowa's back, and he shifted in the bed so that he could look over and see Duo, dressed in shorts and a t-shirt, lacing up his running shoes.

Duo saw him.

"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you."

"Are you going running?" Heero was honestly impressed - after their marathon of sex last night he didn't know how Duo had the energy.

"Yeah, you two go back to sleep."

There was a tense set to Duo's shoulders, and the skin around his eyes was tight with what Heero suspected was anxiety. He frowned.

"Want company?"

Duo shook his head in the negative.

"No. I like to run alone." He finished with his shoes and approached the bed.

Heero watched as Duo pressed a kiss to Trowa's forehead and then hesitated before leaning over and kissing Heero on the lips. "I'll be back."

As Duo left the bedroom, Trowa rolled over so that he was facing Heero. His hair was tousled and his eyes heavy with sleep, but other parts of him were clearly awake - his morning erection nudged against Heero's own.

Trowa smirked and shifted forward experimentally and Heero reached down to pull Trowa's hips closer to his own.

Trowa kissed Heero's throat, working his way down his neck to his chest and Heero groaned when Trowa bit down on his left nipple.

"We should wait for Duo to get back before doing anything else," Trowa said when Heero reached down to hold their erections together and started to stroke them.

Heero arched an eyebrow.

"So you're just going to tease me then tell me to go back to sleep?"

Trowa chuckled, low and throaty and it sent a jolt of lust right to Heero's groin.

"Yep. Roll over."

Heero reluctantly released his hold on Trowa and did as instructed, rolling over so that he faced away from Trowa.

Trowa curled against his back, fitting his cock between Heero's ass cheeks and wrapping his right arm around Heero's hip.

"You are cruel," Heero muttered, fighting against the urge the rock backwards against Trowa's hard, leaking cock.

Trowa pressed a kiss to the base of Heero's neck.

"I know. Now try to go back to sleep."

Heero snorted.

"As if I could with your cock inches away from where I want it to be."

Trowa smiled against his back.

"At least you have something to dream about then."

It took a while, but eventually Heero fell back asleep, relaxing into the warm, firm body behind him and the soft pillow under his head. He was still exhausted from the night before - he and Duo had barely made it to the top of the stairs before they were kissing and groping each other, sinking down to the carpeted landing and sixty-nining each other until Trowa joined them and Duo fucked Heero while Trowa sucked him off. Eventually they made it to the shower, and then the bed, but dinner was forgotten entirely and by the time they finally fell asleep on the king sized bed in the master bedroom Heero could see the faint glow of the sun rising over the water through the floor to ceiling windows on the eastern wall of the room.

When Heero woke up again he could hear the shower running, and Trowa, still pressed against his back, was slowly teasing Heero's soft cock back to a full erection.

Heero rubbed his ass against Trowa's half-hard cock, earning a groan from Trowa.

Trowa tightened his grip on Heero and he released his own groan.

"Did you dream of this?" Trowa asked, his voice teasing.

"Yes," Heero gasped. He reached around to Trowa's ass to tease at the ring of tight muscles nestled there. Trowa helpfully spread his legs, forcing his cock even closer to Heero's own entrance.

"Mhm. Me too," Trowa told him and licked a hot trail across Heero's neck to his ear and gently sucked on his earlobe. "Of course, in my dream you were fucking Duo while I buried my cock deep inside of you."

"God yes," Heero moaned, thinking of how tight Duo's ass was, how amazing Trowa's cock felt inside of him.

As if he knew they were thinking about him, the shower cut off and Duo walked out a moment later, naked except for the towel he was using to dry off his long, loose hair.

It was the first time Heero had seen his hair down, and his fingers ached to touch it.

Duo arched an eyebrow, his gaze tracing their arms to the edge of the sheet, just covering their hips and their hands.

"Getting started without me?" His voice was neutral, but he still looked just as tense as he had when he had left for his run before.

"Just getting ready," Trowa said.

Duo approached the bed, still rubbing his hair with the towel, and Heero allowed himself to drink in the sight of Duo's lean, toned body and the play of his muscles as he moved.

"Show me," Duo said.

Trowa released Heero and flicked the sheet down lower before transferring his hand back to Heero's hard, aching cock.

Duo's eyes took in the sight of Trowa stroking Heero's cock, of Trowa's right leg thrown over Heero's and Heero's hand teasing Trowa's rim. He licked his lips and Heero saw his cock start to swell as he continued to watch them.

"Join us," Trowa said, his voice sexy as hell and hot against the back of Heero's neck. "I want to watch Heero fuck you again."

Duo swallowed hard. He hesitated for a moment, then dropped the towel by the side of the bed and climbed back in, crawling over to them and pressing against Heero as he leaned over to kiss Trowa.

Heero arched his hips forward, against Duo, and Trowa helpfully opened his large hand to grip both of their erections together.

Duo groaned and pulled away from Trowa and leaned down to kiss Heero instead.

His mouth was fresh and cool and Heero drank him in, hungrily kissing him back and running his tongue along Duo's, his nerve endings hyper aware of the feel of the two men surrounding him.

Duo continued to grind against him while Trowa stroked them both and Heero eased one finger into Trowa, gently caressing him, mindful of the fact that they weren't using any lube.

"Fuck," Duo moaned and finally broke away from kissing Heero. "You're such a fucking tease, Tro. Give me some lube already and let Heero fuck me."

Trowa chuckled and gave one last, forceful tug before releasing them. He eased Heero's hand away and rolled over to get the half-empty tube of lube on the nightstand.

"Lay on your back," he instructed Duo, who complied and spread his legs. Heero knelt between them and accepted the lube from Trowa, smearing some on his fingers and then leaning down to lick and nip at Duo's chest while he traced his finger around his tight entrance.

Duo gasped at the dual sensations and then moaned when Heero slowly inserted one finger into him.

"You two are so fucking beautiful," Trowa said and Heero felt him shift to kneel behind Heero.

He felt the cool press of Trowa's lubed fingers against him and he spread his knees, allowing Trowa greater access.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is to run with an erection?" Duo moaned again. "All I could think about were the two of you naked in this bed."

"You should have just stayed with us," Trowa told him. "And put your cock to good use instead of trying to keep it from falling out of your shorts."

Duo glared at him over Heero's shoulder.

"Speaking of putting cocks to good use," Duo said, his voice heavy with lust, "I think I'm ready for more than your fingers, 'Ro."

Quatre had called him that, a few times, when they fucked, and it took Heero back to his memories of Amsterdam for a moment, until Trowa reached around to coat his cock in lube.

He leaned back against Trowa, enjoying the feel of the other man stroking him, and the sight of Duo spread out under him, legs wide and Heero's fingers knuckle deep in his ass was incredibly erotic.

Trowa kissed Heero's shoulder and then bit down a little sharply.

"I want you to fuck him hard, show him what happens when he makes us wait for him."

Heero swallowed hard. Trowa was demanding, but Heero was more than happy to oblige him. He pulled his fingers out of Duo and positioned his cock at Duo's entrance, rubbing against him for a moment to tease both of them, but then he took hold of Duo's hips and buried himself deep.

They moaned together, the feeling of Duo's hot, tight body was intense, magnified by the pressure Trowa's fingers were putting on Heero's prostate.

He gave Duo a moment to adjust to him, but then he pulled out and slammed back in and Duo's hands reached out to clutch the sheets. His blue eyes were dark and wide and his mouth open as he moaned again and again, each time Heero filled him up with another thrust.

"Oh fuck," Duo groaned and he started to push back against Heero, his hips rising to meet Heero's thrusts and behind him, Trowa pushed his fingers into Heero even deeper.

Duo used his right hand to start stroking himself, spreading his precum over his cock until it glistened.

"No," Trowa growled and knocked Duo's hand away. "You made us wait - now you have to wait."

"You're such a fucking asshole in bed," Duo panted, but he didn't try to touch himself again.

Trowa scissored his fingers open inside of Heero and he came, suddenly and forcefully, crying out and filling Duo's tight ass with what felt like an improbably long orgasm.

He fell forward onto Duo, struggling to regain his breath, and he felt Duo's arms come around him, holding him close.

He could hear the hammer of his own heartbeat, and could feel Duo's own under his head.

Trowa pulled his fingers out and then Heero felt the nudge of his cock.

"Too sensitive?" Trowa asked when Heero shuddered.

"No," Heero lied and shuddered again when Trowa slowly, oh so fucking slowly eased inside and to Heero's incredible embarrassment he came again, his body jerking forward onto Duo's when Trowa's cock nudged his prostate. He could feel his cum leaking out of Duo's ass, and Duo squirmed against him, his hard cock jabbing against Heero's abdomen.

Trowa chuckled, but he didn't pull out. He held still, waiting for Heero to ride out the second orgasm before he moved again.

Heero eased himself off of Duo, resting his weight against Trowa's thighs and letting the other man hold him steady while he reached for the lube, coating his fingers before he started to stroke Duo's neglected cock.

"Fucking finally," Duo moaned when Heero touched him, and Heero had to smirk at that.

"Should we let him come?" Trowa asked Heero, his hands tight on his hips and his cock steadily pumping in and out of Heero's ass, brushing against his sensitive prostate and causing Heero to moan each time. "Or should we make him wait? Make him wait until your hard cock is back inside his tight ass again and your cum is leaking out of him even more?"

Trowa's voice and his words were incredibly arousing, and Heero actually felt his cock twitch and start to grow hard again.

"Fucking hell, Tro, please," Duo begged, his hips jerking unsteadily as Heero continued to stroke him and bring him towards climax.

"Don't beg me, beg Heero. Tell him how much you need it."

Duo swallowed hard.

"Please, 'Ro, Jesus please let me come."

"I want to be inside you again," Heero said. "I want to feel you come while my cock is buried deep inside you."

"Fuck, yes, please, please." Duo shifted his legs open and reached for Heero's cock, firmly stroking him back to a full erection before guiding him to Duo's wet, semen coated entrance.

Heero eased inside and Duo groaned.

"God, yes, fuck your cock feels so good." Duo's eyes were closed, his head thrown back, his drying hair spread all over the pillows and Heero didn't think he had ever seen anything more breathtaking.

"Make him come," Trowa told Heero, and his voice and movements unsteady as he neared orgasm.

Heero tightened his grip on Duo's cock and he pushed himself inside of the other man fully.

"Fuck I'm close, I'm so fucking close," Duo gasped and Heero drove inside him sharply, angling against his prostate and Duo came with a hoarse shout.

"Oh fuck, 'Ro, yes," he said.

Heero continued to stroke him, milking his cock until Duo gasped and shuddered and reached out to still Heero's hand.

Trowa's fingers tightened on Heero's hips and he groaned and Heero could feel him coming, hot semen coated him and he came again, burying his cock deep inside Duo and emptying himself.

"Holy shit," Duo breathed.

Heero nodded and Trowa chuckled.

He slowly eased out of Heero and Heero pulled out of Duo. He couldn't recall getting off that frequently or that much since he had been a teenager and he couldn't help but feel vaguely embarrassed as he looked at the thick, white semen coating his cock and still leaking from Duo's ass.

Duo rolled over and grabbed the towel he had abandoned by the side of the bed.

Heero watched as he cleaned himself off before offering the towel to Heero.

"I'm thinking I need another shower," he sighed, but laid back down on the bed, his body completely relaxed and all signs of his earlier tension gone.

Heero passed the towel to Trowa, who wiped at Heero's body before cleaning himself off.

"Let me take one first," Trowa said. "I can put on the steak while you and Heero shower next."

Duo arched an eyebrow.

"Steak?"

"Sure. Nothing like firing up the grill at eight in the morning."

"It's only eight?" Heero had to ask. They had only fallen asleep a few hours ago and had already had more sex than Heero had dreamed about for months this morning.

Trowa got out of the bed and both Heero and Duo's eyes raked over his body as he stood.

"And it's still only Saturday," Trowa said over his shoulder as he walked towards the bathroom.

-o-

"Any chance you like to sail?" Duo asked him over breakfast - Trowa had decided to make eggs and toast with the steak, and Heero was incredibly grateful. He hadn't eaten since lunch the previous day, and he felt confident that they had easily burned as many calories having sex as he usually did when working out.

"Yes," Heero said and Trowa sighed in defeat.

Duo smirked.

"Great. A friend of mine said I could take his boat out this weekend."

Heero arched an eyebrow at Trowa.

"You don't like to sail?"

"It's not that I don't like to sail," Trowa muttered.

"He makes a better passenger than he does a first mate," Duo said, his voice amused and his expression warm.

It reminded Heero, once again, that these two men had built an entire life together, and that their feelings for each other ran very deep.

"I just don't enjoy treating every outing like a qualifier in the America's Cup," Trowa argued.

"Do you race?" Heero asked Duo, who shook his head in the negative.

"A bit, back in college, but I don't have the interest in it anymore."

Heero had never figured Duo for a sailor, but he could imagine that Duo, barechested and tan behind the manning the tiller, was incredibly sexy.

It was after noon when Duo drove them to the marina and led the way down the docks towards a beautiful 45-foot J/105. It was a weekender, a mid-sized sailboat that was good for racing with a small crew. Her name was Peacemillion, displayed in a gold scrawl on her starboard side.

A middle aged man with wild gray hair and a Hawaiian print shirt stood on the dock beside her and Duo greeted him with a hug.

"Howie! I really appreciate you letting us take Peace out," he said.

"Not a problem, Duo! I'm glad she'll get to see some action!" The man looked over the rims of his dark sunglasses at Trowa and Heero. "Nice to see you again, Trowa - I thought you said you'd never go sailing with Duo again after last time, though?"

Trowa smirked at Duo, who shook his head in mock despair.

"I'm only going because Heero," Trowa gestured at him, "agreed to crew the boat - all I have to do is enjoy the sun."

"Well I'm not going to take her back out until Monday, so if you boys want to keep her out for the night feel free to - the galley's stocked and I just changed the sheets in the cabins."

"You don't mind?" Duo asked him, and it was obvious he wanted to jump at the chance to take her out overnight.

Trowa sighed, but there was a smile tugging at his lips when he looked over at Heero.

They were all wearing sunglasses, and while Heero couldn't see Trowa's eyes, he could imagine they were filled with heat as he too imagined an afternoon and a night spent together on the boat. Heero hoped the cabin berths were a decent size.

"No, not at all - you always take good care of her and I know how hard it is for you to convince Trowa to sail with you. Keep him out there for as long as you can!"

Howard clapped Duo on the back, waved at Heero and Trowa, and then walked away.

Duo smirked at them and gestured to the boat.

"Looks like we've got a new place to give you a tour of Heero, buddy," he said.

Heero helped Duo set up and sail the Peacemillion out into the bay while Trowa immediately settled himself on the deck with a book, completely disinterested in their work.

They were out in the open water in almost no time, a good breeze and Duo's excellent steering sending them cutting smoothly through the water.

"Take her over for a second," Duo told Heero and gestured to the tiller.

Heero did as instructed, sliding over to the spot Duo had vacated and the other man stood up and pulled off his shirt before sitting back down.

Duo didn't immediately take the tiller back, but his hand rested on Heero's his fingers tracing over his wrist and pausing on the three-inch long scar on the inside of his wrist.

Shit. Heero realized he hadn't put his watch back on after his shower with Duo that morning.

"What happened here?"

It was impossible to tell what Duo was thinking, his aviator sunglasses reflected back Heero's own panicked expression without revealing anything of Duo's own.

"I tried to kill myself with a kitchen knife when I was fifteen," Heero said, trying to keep his voice as level as possible.

Duo's fingers tightened on his wrist.

"Why?" Duo's voice was somewhere between shocked and furious.

Heero shook his head.

"I can't - I don't talk about it."

Duo dropped his hand away from Heero's.

"Easy enough to tell someone else to spill their shit to the people they love but it's hard to do it when it's your turn, isn't it?" Duo asked, his voice irritated.

"You have no reason not to. You have nothing to be ashamed of," Heero bit out.

"And you do?"

Heero nodded.

"Yes."

Duo continued to look at him for a long moment, but then he turned away. Heero couldn't decide if he was grateful or regretful for not being able to see Duo's eyes in that moment.

"Looks like Trowa is showing off for us," Duo said after several minutes of tense silence.

Heero looked towards the deck, where Trowa had spread a towel over a cushioned section and had abandoned his book. Like Duo, he had taken off his shirt, but unlike Duo, he had stripped down to just his tight, green boxer briefs and was laying on his back, legs spread and sunbathing.

Duo turned back to Heero, and he pushed his sunglasses up onto his forehead.

"I seriously doubt you have anything to be ashamed of, 'Ro, but I get it. I hate talking about personal shit too. But -" Duo reached out and traced over the scar again. "This is more than that. Something - someone - hurt you and I want to know about it. I care about you, Heero."

He couldn't trust himself to speak - couldn't trust himself to not spill the truth and he knew that would put an end to whatever feelings Duo thought he had for Heero. And Heero was selfish enough, lonely enough and hungry enough, that he pushed his desire to be honest away and shook his head.

"Not today," he managed to say, his voice thick with emotion.

Duo nodded.

"Okay, not today." He lowered his sunglasses back over his eyes and turned to Trowa again, chuckling when he noticed that the other man was stroking himself through the cotton of his briefs, his erection straining against the thin fabric. "Let me drop anchor and then let's go give Trowa some attention. He'll never forgive us if we let him get off alone," he muttered affectionately.

Heero held the tiller steady while Duo dropped the anchor and then stood to follow him to the bow.

Duo stopped him with a fierce kiss.

"I want more than sex, Heero. And we can save the more for later - we can fuck each other all weekend - but I need more than that for this to work for me," he said, and Heero didn't need to see his eyes to know that Duo was being deadly serious.

Of course, the problem wasn't that Heero doubted his sincerity. The problem was that Heero was already completely in love with Duo and Trowa and knew that there was no way they would ever feel as intensely about him as they did each other, or as he felt towards them.

So while Duo could say things like that, could even make plans for the future, Heero knew he was already on borrowed time.

He kissed Duo back, pulling him close and running his hands over his sun warmed body. He let himself drown in Duo's heat and strength and he tried to focus his entire existence on the feel and smell of him, of the firmness of his lips and the sharpness of his hips and the suppleness of his ass.

-o-