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"Dawning"Written By: Honor Disclaimers: Not ours. They belong to rich people. We just snuck them out of the high-security vault when they weren’t looking. Pairings: 3x4, 5x2, 1+(um…eheheh…we have no idea.) Warnings: Angst (which is fixed), AU, Fant, violence, character death (a couple of the bad guys, don’t spaz), questionable humor and LEMON!!! Rating: PG-13 to NC-17 Summary: When a man of obsession turns to the powers of darkness to curse two lovers that are against him, then those that can must do everything they can to break the chains that ensnare them all. *emphasized* //spell or thoughts//
"Dawning" Epilogue
Duo smiled back. “Alright.” He watched Heero leave, feeling his throat tighten up. The adventure was over now. He had done what he said that he would do, Quatre and Trowa were free of the curse and able to live the rest of their lives together normally and it was, all together, a happily ever after ending. There was no more need for Duo the Mouse. Jerking a bright smile onto his face he turned to Wufei. “Well. It seems that I’m no longer needed, so without further ado, I’ll just—” Wufei’s hand snatched Duo around the wrist. “You’re not going anywhere, my little thief.” Duo gulped. Audibly. “ ‘Fei?” Wufei growled low in his throat as he glanced around. This was not the best place to say what he wanted. Or do what he had in mind, either. Tightening his grip, he drug the protesting thief down the corridor and into his personal quarters near the barracks. Duo winced as the bolt locked home with an audible *clink*. “Fei, what are you—” Wufei twisted about until he had Duo pinned against the wall, both hands planted on either side of his head. “You think I’m going to just let you walk away? You’ve completely twisted me around that braid of yours, and you think I’ll just let you go?” Duo’s eyes were wide in his face, breathing a little erratic. “I wasn’t trying to do anything like that…” “It hardly matters!” Wufei snapped. “The result is the same. Listen closely to me, Maxwell. I am *not* going to live the rest of my life without *you* in it. Am I Clear?!” “Crystal.” Duo whispered, a slow smile lighting up his face. “No more talk of leaving.” Wufei whispered huskily. Only now did the fear show. “Don’t ever think again that you aren’t needed or wanted. Is that understood as well?” “You’re awfully pushy, Fei-love.” Duo felt a twinge that he had scared Wufei so badly. Pushing away from the wall he moved the inch that separated them and wrapped his arms around Wufei’s waist tightly. “I better get something worth my while to even out all the downsides to these demands of yours.” Wufei let his hands drop from the wall and fall around Duo’s waist. Closing his eyes in relief he returned the slight teasing. “What you’ll get will surpass the ‘downsides’ as you put them.” “Really?” Duo tilted his head so that he could blink at Wufei innocently. “And what would that be?” Wufei hesitated, lowering his head in stages to Duo’s mouth. “Don’t tease about this Duo… I can’t take this lightly.” Duo lifted his hands to Wufei’s face and encouraged the descent. “No teasing, then, until you’re confidant that I’m here to stay. As long as you want me, I’ll stay.” He breathed, voice gentle. “I love you, Chang Wufei.” Wufei sealed their mouths together, pulling Duo flush against him with urgent hands. When just feeling Duo pressed against him was no longer enough he split the tunic that Duo was wearing in half with a sharp yank. Duo shivered as Wufei’s mouth lowered to his neck and started nibbling and licking the skin. Wufei’s hunger was almost palpable. Drawing air into his lungs with desperate motions, he tilted his head back to give Wufei the room he needed. “Fei…” “Like that?” Wufei murmured against heated skin. “Yessss…” Duo tried to move his hands to touch Wufei’s chest, only to be thwarted by chain mail. He protested in inarticulate grumbles. Wufei put a floodgate on his lust long enough to remove the chain mail and the leather jerkin under it. He’d barely dropped them onto a chair near the door before he was tackled by a whirlwind of hands. Duo pushed Wufei back onto the narrow bed, completely controlling Wufei’s mouth. Black dots were before his eyes before he finally admitted his need to breathe and pulled back a bare half inch. The look in Wufei’s eyes stopped him completely. “What is it?” Duo whispered. “What is that look in your eyes?” “You…really love me.” Duo blinked. “That almost sounded like a question. Fei, of course I love you. I’d never want to stay with you if I didn’t love you.” “Then why did you try to leave?” Duo sighed. “Because I didn’t think that you loved me.” “What?!” Flipping them over with a heave, he pinned Duo down onto the bed. “How could you think that?!” “You never said anything!” Duo protested, defensive. That stopped Wufei for a moment. It was true, he hadn’t. “Perhaps you’re right. But you should have known, at the very least, that I cared for you. I would never have been so worried for you or been willing to hold you otherwise.” Duo’s eyes fell away to avoid the confused ebony eyes. “People are willing to do a lot when they’re surrounded by strangers, that they wouldn’t consider doing in their hometown.” “I’m not ashamed of you, Duo. I never will be.” Smoothing hair from his face Wufei looked down at his lover with gentle eyes. “Perhaps we both need to gain confidence in the other.” “Maybe.” Duo traced Wufei’s features with light fingertips. A part of him couldn’t believe that he was able to touch him like this without being snapped at. “We’ll have to spend a *lot* of time together for that to happen…” “A pleasant idea with merit.” Wufei approved, tracing the contours of Duo’s neck and collarbone with gentle kisses. “Gods, ‘Fei, that feels…” “I love you too, Duo.” Wufei whispered, voice husky. Duo groaned deep in his throat as Wufei traced a pattern down his abdomen with his teeth and tongue and lips, hands loosening the ties of his trousers. The hot air of Wufei’s breath hit Duo’s hardening erection and he hissed between clenched teeth. “Fei!” The trousers were stripped away and tossed carelessly onto the floor. Duo barely registered it. Wufei’s mouth was nibbling eagerly along his cock, impatient to taste everything, to know how his lover was flavored, what sounds Duo would make as he was touched. Duo whimpered as he was swallowed whole into Wufei’s mouth. “Like that—” Duo moaned, breaking the tie at Wufei’s neck and threading his fingers into the silk hair. “What you did with your tongue—do it ag, ngh!” Wufei grinned around the flesh in his mouth, rubbing his tongue roughly up against Duo’s cock. He heard the pleading noises tumbling from Duo’s mouth, adjusting his movements according to the volume of those sounds. He felt them both approaching the edge. His cock was a heavy pressure between his legs, and he couldn’t ignore his own need for much longer. Raising up he pressed gentle fingertips between Duo’s spread legs. “May I?” Duo lifted his hips up against the fingertips, prying his pleasure-heavy eyelids up enough to meet Wufei’s eyes. “Need you.” Wufei coated his fingers heavily with saliva before reaching back down and began prepping the body under his. Duo caught him more firmly by his hair and drug him up enough to kiss him deeply. Wufei responded to the kiss, letting Duo control it so that he could focus on the prep. When he was warmed enough to where there wouldn’t be much in the way of pain, Wufei abandoned whatever remained of his patience and lifted Duo’s hips up. Duo’s head fell back, breaking the kiss. He took in lungfuls of air, eyes blind in pleasure as Wufei pushed his way in. Fire ignited, scorching his nerve endings. Blindly he reached up and caught Wufei’s shoulders. Wufei hooked his arms under Duo’s knees and spread him a little more until he was fully seated. A moment to adjust, then he drew back and thrust in hard. Duo choked on a whimper. Lights were dancing before his eyes, pressure building in his groin with every thrust. “Harder!” He demanded. Swallowing hard, he panted harshly. “You feel so damned good, Fei. Do it harder!” Wufei doubled his pace, feeling his skin slap against Duo’s. He twined a hand around Duo’s weeping erection, stroking hard in tangent. Duo bucked against him, trembling in reaction as his climax was ripped from him. Wufei’s eyes slid shut as he slammed his climax into the hot body around him. For long moments they just focused on breathing, trying to survive the impact that they had on each other. Duo curled up over Wufei’s chest, as he had so many times over the past days since they had met each other. Wufei accepted the movement with a hand around Duo’s waist. “I guess Trowa was right.” Wufei sighed. “About what?” “You really *are* my huggy toy.” Duo sputtered, laughing. “Really? Do you mind, Fei?” Wufei looked down at the smiling face, feeling an answering tug at the corners of his mouth. “No. Not really.” Threading his hand into the base of Duo’s head he drew him back down for a kiss. No. Really, he didn’t mind.
Quatre had to fight down a blush at the knowing look he gave them. Trowa was fighting a chuckle. “Right. No one will disturb you here. I’ll have food sent later.” Heero gave them a nod and turned away. “Heero.” Quatre called softly. When the shaman glanced back, he smiled. “Thank you.” Heero smiled back, transforming his face for a brief moment. “Just…enjoy the time I can give you. The world will intrude again soon enough.” Trowa nodded ruefully and tugged his partner into the cottage, locking the door firmly behind him and tossing the key cheerfully into a corner of the room. It clattered against the wall and landed with a soft thud, but he paid no attention to it. Frankly, if the key stayed there forever it would be nothing but a blessing in his opinion. Quatre let out a startled laugh as his husband caught him up in his arms and carried him back into the bedroom. The laugh changed to a moan as Trowa bent and devoured his mouth hungrily. The blond returned the kiss with a matching hunger, tongues dueling and mating fiercely. Quatre slid his hands up into the other’s hair, feeding on the wet heat of Trowa’s mouth. They only broke the kiss long enough to pull each other’s shirts over their heads. Hands were exploring every crevice, every fold of skin. Trowa tore his mouth away, nibbling and tracing patterns on Quatre’s neck and outer ear as he unlaced the ties at the blond’s waist. Quatre couldn’t keep his hands off his lover. He traced muscles, old scars, hands slipping beyond the waistline of the pants to cup at skin and rub his hips in invitation. Trowa groaned at the movement, flipping them both horizontal on the bed so that he could remove the last material barrier. Quatre looked up into Trowa’s eyes, almost overwhelmed at the sensation of having skin pressing skin. For so long he had imagined this, unable to embrace or touch his husband in the way that he had wanted—in the way they had both wanted. Reaching up he twined his fingers around Trowa’s neck and brought his head back down so that he could fuse their mouths together. Trowa lightly touched the throbbing cock in front of his stomach. Quatre twisted and arched into the touch, gasping into his mouth. “Yes.” Quatre hissed. “Like that. Just like that.” The captain spent a pleasurable moment just smoothing a finger along the length, tracing obscure patterns with only the tip of his digit. His hands fell away to touch the top of Quatre’s thighs in the same way, but this time there was a question to the movement. ‘Now’? Quatre had spent the last eight months speaking with his husband without saying a word. He knew what the touch meant, but he wanted to answer verbally. He needed to. “Yes. Now. Take me. Love me.” Trowa smiled, kissing his mate thoroughly as he settled between the spread thighs. He hadn’t prepared for his entrance, but Quatre’s eyes told him plainly that waiting would Not Be Permitted. It suited his mood perfectly. They locked gazes as he moved into position. Quatre hissed slightly in pain at the intrusion, but he arched into it. He needed the pain almost as much as he needed to hear the soothing whispers and endearments from his lover. They both proved that he was only human, once again. Trowa moved in increments until he was fully seated inside. Then he slid both arms around the blond’s waist, pulling them both upright so that Quatre was settled on his lap. Quatre pulled his knees under him a little and rose up, guided by Trowa’s hands on his hips. With a sigh of pleasure from them both he thrust back down again. Trowa moved Quatre’s hands onto his shoulders for balance, encouraging the thrusts to be harder, faster. Quatre’s hair started to plaster to his head from sweat, and neither of them could seem to draw enough breath into their lungs. Heat poured from their skin, pooled between their legs. Trowa felt as if his nerves were on fire, and it was only sheer willpower that kept his eyes open and on his husband’s. He angled to hit his lover’s sweet spot, grinning a little when he hit it. Quatre shuddered, eyes going blind. “I love you.” Quatre wasn’t in any shape to respond coherently right at that moment. He caught the other’s mouth instead, matching the movements of his tongue with the downward motion of his hips. Trowa tightened his grip, answering that kiss with everything in him. Pressure was growing in Quatre’s neglected cock. His head fell back to gasp in air, balls tightening before he exploded. Trowa’s mouth opened in a silent scream of pleasure as the body around his tightened and a hot gush of seed splattered over his abdomen. He barely had the presence of mind to shift sideways before dark pleasure took over the world. They stayed in that bed for most of the day. Quatre noticed few details of the room besides the bed. He was too focused on his mate to take in the little things right at that moment. Somewhere around late evening they forced themselves out of bed long enough to eat the food that Heero had left for them just inside the door. Then they went directly back to bed. For hours they would talk, and sometimes they would lay there without a word passing between them. Quatre lay with his head pillowed on Trowa’s chest, a small contented smile playing around his mouth and eyes. Both of them were too used to being awake at night to truly feel the need for sleep just yet, and their long ignored libidos certainly wouldn’t hear of it. It had made for a very active eighteen hours. Predawn light was now trying to peek through the curtains on the far wall. Quatre’s eyes darkened in memory of previous dawns before this, and could not help but feel a shimmer of anxiety. “The sun is rising.” He whispered. Trowa rolled, eyes soft as he looked down at Quatre. “Really?” Lowering his head, he whispered against Quatre’s parted lips “I didn’t notice.”
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