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"Dance with the Devil "Written By: Honor Disclaimers: Of course they’re mine. Everything
else belongs to me, why shouldn’t they? Pairings: 1x5x2x1x5…or something like that.
3x4 established. Rating: R. Definitely. Well, pretty definitely… Spoilers: Iie. Warnings: Lemon, violence, language, AU, questionable
humor…come on people, I wrote it, that’s warning enough.
A bit of a POV change after the first chapter. My betas
insist that I put a spew warning on this too. *grin* Betas: Velvet and Caitilin Archived: Gundam Wing Diaries and honordemandoren.livejournal.com
Author’s Notes: ::mental telepathy:: *emphasized*
"Dance with the Devil" Part Three A: Schemes
“First, I think we should let Duo know just what we are up to.” “Breaking into the labyrinth,” I muttered with a discontented sigh. “Right.” Quatre frowned at me thoughtfully. “Who told you that?” “Howard. A contact of mine. He couldn’t tell me why, though.” “Hm.” Quatre stared at me a bit longer, but when nothing of import started showing up on my face, he shrugged. “There are five magicians and scientists within that complex. The Mad Five, is how they are usually referred to. For the past several years they have been tinkering, developing something. Only recently have we discovered what.” “The Zero system,” Trowa inserted quietly. He looked me straight in the eye, and I could tell that he wasn’t happy about the whole topic of conversation. “It’s a blend of magic and science. The person who controls the system can predict the future, to a degree. We think that the system isn’t perfected yet.” Let me get this straight. They wanted me to break in and steal a doohickey that could predict that I was going to break in and steal it? Oh yeah. Like THAT was going to work. “Uh-huh. And why do we think that?” “There are certain people that seems to be an unknown quantity for the system.” Quatre picked up the little narrative smoothly. “We have noticed, over the past several months, that it could not usually predict what you were going to do, how you would react.” A lot of things clicked at this point. So they not only wanted me as a shield between a certain dragon and gargoyle, but because this Zero thingy couldn’t ‘see’ me. Cool. And not so cool. “’kay. I get that. So basically, what you’re sayin’ is, you want me to bust in, steal the thing, and not get caught doin’ it, right?” “Not quite. I want you to break in, destroy it and any plans that were made for it, then escape without getting caught. Oh, and it’s not just you that is going in there. We are all going in, one way or another.” “Riiight.” I let my head fall back so that I could stare thoughtfully at the ceiling. I love ceilings. They don’t make faces if you stare at them, and they don’t talk back, and they don’t give you wacky orders. “So, who kills the Mad Scientists?” Quatre shifted a little. “What, you think I wouldn’t figure that out? These guys invented the stupid watchamacallit. Of course they’re going to be able to figure everything back out and build a new one. You gotta stop them too.” “I promised you that you would not have to kill again, Shinigami.” Quatre retorted softly. “And that’s cool, Q-ball, really. Just a minor little concern here. If it means getting blood on my partners’ hands, then we’ll just break that little promise and bury it somewhere, cause I ain’t letting that happen.” “Duo,” Wufei growled. “That is not a concern.” Heero’s growl was a perfect match for Wufei’s. I swear, these two have been hanging out with each other too long. They’re beginning to sound alike. “We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it.” Quatre gave me a look that said quite clearly that he would talk to me about it when no one else was within hearing range. Which was okay by me. It would squash a lot of arguments between me and my boys. “Now, more importantly, we have to begin planning. The machine, if the effects are anything to judge by, is becoming more finely tuned with each day.” “That’s fine to say, Q, but there’s one little hitch here. I don’t know of anyone that has gone in there and come back out to talk about it. The place is called ‘labyrinth’ for a reason.” “I know. We need to find a way in, but how to do that—” “Who built the labyrinth?” Wufei asked the room in general. We all paused and looked at him blankly. He turned, arching an eyebrow. “As I understand it, magic can’t build structures of any sort. So the labyrinth had to have been constructed by normal means.” Quatre nodded slowly. “You’re right.” “And since that is the case, there must be blueprints to the structure somewhere.” “Yeah!” I was grinning as the whole thing started to make sense. “Nobody can build something without planning it out first. All we need to do is put our hands on those things!” Wufei inclined his head. “Precisely.” I bounded out of my chair and kissed him. My dragon was just so gosh darned intelligent. It made me want to climb up on the roof and crow about the fact that he was all mine. Wufei went crimson, avoiding everyone’s eyes. He still wasn’t used to me being all demonstrative on him in public. Give me a couple of years, and he’ll get over it. + Quatre went away to talk to his contacts, Trowa going along with him, and leaving the rest of us alone. I took this as a miracle given to me from the gods and immediately dragged my partners into our room, bolted the door, and started stripping my shirt off over my head. Wufei watched this with an amused air. “Duo? What are you doing?” “I hate to break this to you, guys—” I flashed them a wicked smile “—but I have very firm plans for today. We’re not doing anything but having sex for the next twenty-four hours.” Heero apparently decided that I wasn’t getting my pants off fast enough because he came up behind me and hooked his thumbs into the waistband, nearly ripping them off. Wufei growled low at the sight and followed my example, peeling his shirt off and over his head. He reached out and pulled me flush against him. I went from half-aroused to thank-the-gods-I’m-not-wearing-pants in about two seconds. He was already stiff, I could feel that clearly against my thigh. Catching my eyes, he slid his hands down to my ass and grabbed two handfuls. I wasn’t even aware that he was walking backwards towards the bed until my knees hit the edge of the mattress and we tumbled onto it. I landed on him, groaning when his thigh shifted to rub between my legs. Heero climbed up on the bed next to us. I could feel his hands unraveling my braid even as I bent and sucked Wufei’s bottom lip into my mouth. He shifted restlessly under me as I nibbled on it, hands moving over my hips and the tops of my thighs. My tongue teased its way past his lips and into his mouth, finding that he was thinking the same thing and was open for me. As we played tongue twister, Heero combed out the rest of my hair and started running soft kisses down my spine. Nice warm chills raced up and down my back. I pulled back with a moan, feeling the need to touch him like I was touching Wufei. Heero leaned over my shoulder and tilted his head enough to steal a kiss, then he homed in on my earlobe again. *click* That was the sound of my brain turning off. Oh god, why is his mouth so talented? It’s not fair, I can’t think when he’s doing that. While I was distracted, I felt myself being maneuvered so that Heero was laying half on top of me, still playing with my ear and Wufei was on the other side with his teeth on my neck. Gasping for breath—I wasn’t sure if it was because they were both half-reclining on my chest, or because my lungs wanted to shut down like my brain did—I reached out to tug Wufei’s pants off. Heero was thankfully naked already, so I didn’t need to maneuver much in order to wrap fingers around his length and start toying with him like he was toying with me. Heero muttered something I couldn’t make out against my skin, legs spreading a bit so I could get a better grip on him. Heh. I think he likes that. There was a low growl in my right ear, then Heero lifted away and homed in on a different target. Nnmmmm. Damn, have I mentioned that Heero is one helluva of a kisser? The mattress moved a little under my back—probably from Wufei getting rid of his pants—then somebody’s hand fell to Duo Jr. and invited him to join in on the party. My hips arched into that touch even as I fumbled blindly for Wufei. He caught one of my hands with his, lacing our fingers together. Hot breath on my cock—that has to be Wu-oh fuck yeesssss! Heero let up so that I could throw my head back and choke out an approval for Wufei’s hot, absolutely gorgeous mouth. The tight, wet suction around me kept me pleasantly distracted. So distracted, actually, that it took a second to realize that Heero wasn’t lying next to me anymore. What? Where’d he go— a cool finger coated in some kind of slick substance brushed between my cheeks. Oh, that’s probably what he was doing. I shifted my legs apart, feeling Wufei adjust his position to allow this without moving his mouth from torturing me. The world dropped away as I was slowly prepped. When I felt everything tighten low in my abdomen, I tried to pull back from them. “Now, do it now!” I was gasping for breath. Hey, what do you know, it looks like it was just my lungs wanting to shut down. Heero lifted me into a semi-up position, settling me down slowly over Wufei’s lap. Something hard and blunt touched me at my entrance, then carefully pressed into me. Ohgodohgodohgodohgod—my heart was going a mile a minute as I arched into him. My head fell to rest on his shoulder as he settled completely into me. He felt so damn good. “So do you,” he growled into my hair. Oops, said that out loud. I managed to prop my eyes open so that I could figure out what Heero was doing. It was then that I realized I wasn’t completely vertical…Wufei was half-way propped up against the headboard. Heero straddled my lap, eyes heavy and fixed on mine as he lowered himself onto me inch by inch. Oh fuck yeah—he was hot and tight and flexing madly around me. I growled low in my throat, grabbing his hips with both hands to hurry his descent. When they said that I had to take them, and allow them to take me, they’d meant it literally I guess. Heero had barely gone all the way down on me when Wufei snapped his hips up, forcing me deeper into Heero. All three of us groaned. Then Wufei did it again, and again—my libido took over and picked up the rhythm, slamming me into Heero’s body as Wufei slammed into mine. The pace never started easy, but it definitely picked up intensity-wise until I was sure my heart was going to stop. I’d given up on breathing. Wufei bit down on my shoulder and shuddered a split second before he climaxed in me. That hot rush against my sweet spot sent me straight into la-la land. I might have screamed as I came, but truthfully I don’t remember much after that. When the world decided to behave itself and stay in focus, I managed to get my head up enough to see where my lovers were. Wufei was still half under me, and out for the count. Aww…he looks so cute all sated and sticky. Heero was curled up next to me, head semi-on my shoulder. He looks adorable sated and sticky too. “Hey guys?” Two groans answered me. “Can we go again?” I got identical glares at that one. Yup, these guys really have been hanging out with each other too much. “Duo,” Wufei grouched “are you sure you’re human?” “Yup. I’m a teenager with irrepressible hormones, remember?” When the glares didn’t ease up, I held up a hand in surrender. “Alright, alright, I’ll give you guys a bit to recover.” “Appreciated,” Heero grunted. “So…is five minutes enough?” ~*~*~*~
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