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"Agglomeration"Written By: The Plotting Housewife Disclaimer: Gundam Wing belongs to Bandai, Sotsu
and associated Parties. This work is written for pleasure not profit. Rating: R Warnings:
Humor,
Yaoi Pairings: 1x2, 3x4 Summary: Construction worker Duo and Quat. While working with the other hard hats on rebuilding the colonies, Duo and Quatre take the job requirements a little too seriously. "Hot to Trot" "Woo! Now that's a nice booty!" Duo whistled as a young, meaty construction worker walked by, metal beams resting on one shoulder. He shot the two boys who were seated on the brick ledge an odd look and continued on his way. "Yeah, I'd like to buy him a coffee!" Duo sideyed his friend, but said nothing. Another sexy piece passed by them and he wagged his tongue. "Hey baby, where you goin'? Don't you want some of this?" He lifted his hips off the ledge. "Yeah, I got more where that came from." "You're hotter than a cup of Earl Grey!" Duo sighed. "Seriously, dude?" "What?" Another tall drink of water walked by and Duo turned around on the ledge, presenting his ass. "How'd you like a piece of this, baby?" "Hey, maybe we can go get a glass of lemonade sometime. Would you like that?" Duo turned back around and sat down on the ledge. "Honestly, Quat. You suck at this." "Wh - no, I don't!" Two boys walked by, their shirts off, their sweaty, toned torsos streaked with dirt. Duo smirked. "Hey, sweet things. Need a ride? I got one right here." They paused in front of the grinning boys. Heero placed his hands on his hips. "What the hell are you two doing?" They shot him twin looks of adorable confusion. "Whaddya mean?" "Why are you cat-calling the other workers?" Quatre cocked his head cutely. "We're construction workers. Isn't that what they do?" Trowa snickered and reached for his boyfriend. "Only in the movies, love. Come on down from there." Quatre pouted but jumped down into Trowa's arms. Heero offered his hand to Duo. "You, too. Stop terrorizing the workers." "But, we were having fun!" "No more fun for you. Back to work." The two ex-pilots grumbled as they trudged back to their stations. Duo shot Quatre a lopsided smirk. "You still suck at that." "I do not!"
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