"Dance All Night"

Written By: Honor

Disclaimer: Um…they aren’t mine, but if they’re yours, I’m perfectly willing to share. *beam*

Rating: NC 17

Warnings: AU, language, lemon, yaoiness, hints of violence, a hentai-minded Quatre

Spoilers: Ha! You wish.

Pairings: 3x4, 1x2

Summary: Okay, this is actually based on experience. The club that the guys go to is really The Century Club, it’s really in LA, there really is a Chapman University in LA, and everything else I mention. The only thing not real about this is the guys themselves. Velvet and I talked about doing a fic based on our experience there, then she mentioned she was actually writing hers which got me thinking, so…it’s all her fault!

*emphasized* //phone//

"Dance All Night"

Epilogue


It was something of a habit, now. All four of us would go down to the Century club about once every two months and dance until we couldn’t dance anymore. I think Duo used it as a way to get Heero *really* stirred up. I mean, they weren’t dancing, they were having sex with clothes on. It was risqué to watch them.

Not that this bothered Heero in the slightest.

I walked out at two in the morning, hand in hand with my lover and grinning like an idiot. Okay, so maybe I was dancing a little more, er, *closer* than I should have with my lover as well. I’d learned after a year of doing this, that Trowa is usually insatiable in bed for hours once we got home. It didn’t have anything to do with the fact I was pushing all of his buttons for hours while dancing…nope. Manipulate? Me? Never.

“So,” Trowa offered as we waited for the valet to bring our car, “what do you think?”

“I think I should go clubbing more often. I catch the hottest guys.”

“HEY! You are not allowed to go fishing for other fish in the sea. I’m the only fish.”

Laughing, I threw both arms around his neck and kissed him soundly. “You don’t have to worry. My fishing rod’s broke anyway.”

He gave me a dirty look, and kept me firmly wrapped up against him. Aw…he’s so cute when he’s jealous. Just because, I reached up and nibbled just under his right ear. He’s really sensitive there, and always purrs when I kiss him.

“Quatre.”

“Hmmm?”

“If you don’t stop that, I’m dragging you behind the building and screwing you senseless. As it is, you’re not sleeping tonight.”

Yup, really easy to manipulate. I just grinned at him.

Trowa muttered something about ‘wolf in sheep’s clothing’, ‘angel my ass’, and ‘knows *exactly* which buttons to push dammit’. Me? I just beamed as the valet came forward with our car and prayed the freeway would be fairly light, or barring that, light enough for us to get home soon.

I am so getting some action tonight!

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OWARI

Honor: I hate lemons, I really do.
Shigeki: That wasn’t a lemon, that was a lime.
Honor: Whatever. Same difference.
Duo: Now go finish my version of this story!
Honor: I would if Heero would just talk to me!
Duo: Heeerooo! Talk to her!
Heero: …
Honor: *walks away muttering*

 

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