"Heartbreak Café"

Quatre squeezed his eyes shut and turned his head away as the bright sunlight filtered in through the window, the beams hot across his face. He groaned and rubbed his eyes tiredly. Ugh, it's too early for this. Go back to sleep, sun. It felt as though something had died in his mouth and he licked dry lips, grimacing at the taste. God, I need to stop drinking so much. I'm turning into - Foggy memories surfaced to the front of his brain. Images of tangled limbs and drunken sex and he jolted awake when the reality of what he'd done last night hit him with startling clarity.

Oh, shit. No. No, I did not...

He registered warm bodies on either side of him, the weight of arms draped over him and he forced his eyes open, glancing from one sleeping face to the other, his jaw dropping in shock.

Quatre, what did you do?! "Oh...shit."

Sleepy indigo eyes blinked open, the face they belonged to smiled warmly at him. There was no trace of shock, or regret like Quatre expected. "Mornin'." Duo's voice was low, rumbly, and he absently wondered if it always sounded that deep and sexy this early in the morning.

He was at somewhat of a loss, not knowing what to say. He hadn't been expecting awkward next day encounters, much less the sex that preceded them. His face heated up as he cleared his throat. "Uh...hi."

Duo's hand appeared from beneath the covers and caressed Quatre's cheek. "How you feelin'?"

Quatre rubbed at eyes that felt sandy, raw. Ask me that in a few hours after I've had a pot of coffee. "Mmph...I drank too much." He glanced over at Duo, his expression guilty, face ablaze. "I'm...sorry."

Duo's eyes clouded with confusion and Quatre felt even more ashamed. "Sorry for what?"

"For last night. For...I don't know. What happened."

"Why are you apologizin'? We seduced you."

"But...won't this be a problem now between you? I can't help but think I've come between something special and beautiful. I...well, I'm worried I ruined your relationship." He squirmed, deeply uncomfortable at the notion that he was now the homewrecker.

"Quat." Quatre jumped a little and turned his head at the sound of Wufei's voice. "You didn't ruin anything. We wanted to do this. Wewanted you."

"Yeah, but..."

"You're not the first third party we've brought into our relationship," Duo said. "It's always been open to having another lover. We've been searchin' for someone. Someone who would fill the missing piece." He paused, his characteristically jovial eyes unusually serious. "And we found him."

Quatre was, to say the least, shocked. He sputtered, his mouth gaping. Whoa! Hold the phone. Did he just...what? "What? Me?"

Wufei took his hand, raising it up to his lips. He brushed Quatre's knuckles against his mouth, kissing them softly, whispering against the skin. "You're perfect for us. We want you to be a part of this. A part of us."

"You're asking me to join your relationship?"

"If that's what you want. You don't have to decide right away, but we'd like you to consider it. We already know what we want and that's you. Now you have to decide what you want."

Quatre didn't know what to say, too shocked to really react. He was being asked to begin a relationship when he hadn't even been dating. And it was a relationship that already involved two people. Of course, he'd known them for years, but not in the way that one knows someone in such an intimate setting.

Was he ready for this? It had been over a year since Trowa left. For all intents and purposes, plenty of time had passed. But did he love them? Could he love them as lovers? Partners? Did they love him that way? And what happened if it didn't work out? Would he lose two of the best friends he'd ever had?

It really came down to whether it was worth the risk. Worth possibly losing both of them forever. But if it did work out, he could be a part of something really special. Something meaningful. Did he have the courage to go for it, or would he shy away for fear of being burned?

"Hey," Duo turned his head back to face him, his thumb brushing over Quatre's bottom lip. "You don't need to rush into a decision. I know we just dropped a bombshell on you and it's going to take some thinkin' over. We understand that and it's okay. We'll wait for you for as long as you need."

"But...what if I say no?" And why would you say no, you fucking idiot?

He shrugged. "Then that's fine, too. We'll always be friends, Quat. Don't ever worry about that."

"I'm just worried if it doesn't work out, that I could lose you both."

"You could never lose us," Wufei murmured. "We're not going to walk away from you. Even if you say no. Even if it doesn't work out, which, to be quite honest, we're not concerned about. We think you're a perfect fit. And we know you, in ways no one but the five of us could possibly know each other."

"Do you...love me?"

Duo smiled, the affection in it putting Quatre at ease. "Of course we do. Why do you think we're here? We want you, Quat. All of you. All the time. We want to wake up in the mornin' and go to sleep at night with you beside us."

"But," he felt embarrassed about asking, but he had to know. "Aren't you happy with just the two of you?" He blushed, feeling silly. "I'm sorry, I'm...just not familiar with polyamorous relationships. I don't know what the dynamics are."

"We've been very happy with just the two of us. We love each other very much." Quatre's heart warmed when they joined hands, their clasped fingers resting over his chest. "But we both realized something was missin'. We're happy, but we're not complete. You understand?"

"I think so. You really think I'm the missing piece?" Am I really considering this? What kind of tripped up universe did my crippled ass stumble into?

"I can't possibly imagine anyone else who could be. We tried other people before, but they never felt right. With you, it just feels so right, so perfect, so...seamless."

Quatre flushed, overwhelmed with feelings of warmth and comfort, of being wanted. Even if he decided it against it, the knowledge was more than enough to boost his confidence, make his chest swell with pride. "I want to say yes, but...I'm a little nervous. This is just so sudden. Yesterday I was contemplating the probability of being alone for the rest of my life, or at least for the foreseeable future."

Duo's grin was back. "I know we dropped a load on you. Take all the time you need. We'll wait."

That surprised him. "You will?"

Wufei's arm curled around him, turning him onto his side and pulling him into his strong chest. Quatre sighed when he inhaled the sweet remnants of his cologne, combined with the scent that was uniquely Wufei. "For you, we'll wait for as long as it takes and we'll love you no matter what you decide." His lips closed over Quatre's and he moaned blissfully into the kiss. Duo peppered kisses along his neck and shoulder and he hummed as the beginnings of arousal woke within his groin. Duo rubbed his hardening erection over Quatre's backside and he pushed his hips into the friction, suddenly craving penetration again. Wufei reached over to the table beside the bed and swiped a condom and the bottle of lube, handing it to Duo who made quick work of coating his fingers.

Quatre's breath hitched as the digits slipped inside him, lazily rolling his hips into the stimulation. Sleepy sex had always been his favorite and he cherished the feeling of his leg being lifted into the air and held there by fingers that dug into the flesh of his thigh. He closed his eyes and nuzzled Wufei's chest as the tip of Duo's cock breached his opening which parted willingly, still slightly relaxed from the night before. Wufei kissed him, slow and sensual as his body was gently rocked back and forth. The fucking was languid, leisurely. The slow thrust of Duo's hips from behind mind-numbingly erotic. Wufei's hand curled around his cock and he pushed up into the fist and pressed his ass back onto the hard cock inside him.

It didn't take long for him to come, and he released his seed into Wufei's waiting hand. He was shaky, weak, and sated as Duo rolled him onto his belly, knees pushing his thighs apart. He lifted his hips off the bed and let Duo fuck him to his own completion, loving the slap of hips against his ass. He whimpered in satisfaction when Duo groaned, long and low above him, savoring the feeling of the twitching cock inside him. Duo pressed his lips against the skin of Quatre's back, kissing the knobs of his spine, his cock slipping out as he moved farther down.

Already tired again, but wanting to please, Quatre scooted down and took Wufei's erection into his mouth, sucking eagerly on the turgid flesh. Wufei wrapped trembling hands around his head, hissing in pleasure when Quatre's tongue caressed the underside of his length. The tickle of Duo's kisses on his back increased as they reached the top of his ass and he jumped when the lips and tongue continued to descend, trailing down the crack. He was pleasantly shocked, groaning around the cock in his mouth as fingers pulled his cheeks apart, and Duo's wet tongue laved over his opening. It was delightfully sensual and dirty in the most erotic way. He whimpered, rubbing his newly wakened erection against the bed as he was eaten out. Overwhelmed with hot, searing pleasure, he took Wufei as deep into his throat as he could take him, feeling the spit slide down his chin and drip onto the bed.

He sensed the rapid rise to another orgasm and he pushed his ass back against Duo's mouth, trying to get more of that incredible sensation. Oh, fuck. I'm gonna come again. He ground his cock into the bed and shouted when it twitched and spurted into the sheets. He huffed deep breaths, laced with emphatic moans as he was licked through his climax, rolling his hips to prolong the ecstasy. Wufei's fingers curled into his hair almost painfully and he sucked him in with renewed vigor, cheeks hollowing, his lips almost coming to rest against the black pubic hair. Wufei's muscles locked, coming with a loud groan, and Quatre eagerly drank it all down. He pulled off when Wufei shook with oversensitivity and rested his head on his lover's thigh, sighing in contentment.

Duo pressed one last kiss to his opening and slid up his body, flopping down next to him. Quatre grinned like a drunken loon. "That was amazing." He pulled Duo's braid off his back and fiddled with it, brushing the tip against his cheek.

"You're amazing! The perfect bottom."

Quatre lifted his head up, the pieces connecting in his hazy mind. "Is that what you're looking for? A bottom?"

"In a sense, yeah. Fei and I are both versatile, but we like topping. We realized we were missin' a bottom to love and care for."

"You don't like bottoming?" Trowa hadn't either. Quatre couldn't imagine that. He absolutely loved it. Craved the heady press of penetration, the carnal experience of being fucked.

"We do. We just prefer topping. We wanted someone who loved to bottom as much as we love topping. But we enjoy bottoming for each other when the need arises."

A bottom to love and care for. Quatre was tempted. But what did that entail? "What would be my role in this relationship?" He wasn't keen on the idea of being subservient, lesser. "Would I be an equal?"

Duo's eyes widened almost comically as if Quatre had asked a preposterous question. "Sure you would! You'd have just as much say as we do. We would never force any kind of submission on you."

"Oh, well that's good to know." He smiled, relieved, and playfully tapped Duo's nose.

Unfortunately, they had to head back to their place as much as Quatre wished they could stay in bed all day. And he had the café to work that morning. But to his delight, they all squeezed into the shower together. Thankfully, it was a handicapped shower which was large enough to fit them all in albeit a little snugly. They washed each other's hair and laughed when their limbs bumped together. Quatre was pleasantly surprised that they managed to wrangle another orgasm out of him, panting against Duo's chest and gripping the shower's handrails tightly as he was fingered into another climax.

They left him to finish getting ready for work after sweeping him up into a rather aggressive embrace and planted arduous kisses on his lips that left him dizzy and disoriented. Duo nipped at his bottom lip and soothed it over with his tongue, whispering heatedly against his mouth.

"You were incredible, baby. We're gonna be thinkin' about you all day."

Quatre's head was so high in the clouds, he barely felt the ache in his legs as he made his way to his car. He sat down, a little gingerly though he was in no mood to complain. It was the first pain he'd experienced since his accident that had been the result of something wonderful. He carefully pulled his damaged legs into the car and rested his cane against the passenger seat. He still couldn't believe two of the most beautiful men he'd even known had seen his disfigurement and still wanted him. Not only seen, but touched and kissed. It didn't matter. To them, he was just as beautiful as he'd been before the accident.

He was still apprehensive about their proposal. It was so tempting, but so frightening at the same time. His biggest fear was losing them so he had to address that first and foremost. They'd seemed so confident which helped settle his nerves about it a little. Then again, he'd never considered being in a relationship with two people. It was new, strange, but also exciting. His skin buzzed with the heady feeling of being the object of desire, for not just one man, but two. Thinking about it left his groin in a perpetual state of mild interest. He wasn't hard, wouldn't be for a while after climaxing three times, four if he counted last night, but there was a continual feeling of warmth and energy down there that he'd never felt before.

Am I really questioning this? Am I seriously having doubts? What the hell is wrong with me?

The phone in his pocket buzzed to life and he fished it out and flipped it open, already knowing who it was.

"Hey, Addie."

"Hey, you."

"How was your night with Daniel?"

"Oh, it was wonderful! We had dinner at that new place we drove by a few weeks ago on the way to the art museum, remember?" Quatre nodded though she couldn't see him. Not that she waited for his answer anyway. "Then we saw that new action flick that just came out, which got Daniel's testosterone going which was good for me, if you know what I mean."

Quatre laughed, trying not to cringe at the notion of Adila having sex. "Yeah, I think I got an idea."

"Then after, we went for a moonlit walk along the beach."

"Sounds dreadfully romantic."

"It was. I think he's a keeper. I'm so glad I moved here."

"I'm so glad you did, too, and I'm happy you're enjoying it. I'm happy for you and Daniel."

"So what did you end up doing?"

God, but there's the question of the century. "Um..." he blushed, not knowing how to say it. Well, I had a threesome with Duo and Wufei. They fucked me within an inch of my life and then they asked me to join their relationship as their official bottom. There was just no way to explain it without wanting to walk to the beach and bury himself under a mound of sand. He bit his lip and tried to stagger his way through it. "I uh..."

"Quat? Is everything okay? You seem flustered. What -" There was another long pause, then, "Oh my God!"

"Addie, please -"

"You got laid, didn't you?"

He blushed and dropped his head to the steering wheel. "Oh, God. Yes, okay?"

"Holy shit! Holy shit, I can't believe it! I never thought I'd see the day! Holy shit, will wonders never cease?" There was a rustling sound and then Adila's muffled voice was shouting, "My little brother got laid!" Oh, Jesus. She's telling her coworkers. He flushed a deep red when he heard the answering cheers through the phone, though he was sure they were wondering why this was big news.

"Addie, stop telling everyone about my sex life!"

She uncovered the microphone and spoke so loudly in her excitement, he had to pull his phone away to spare his hearing. "Oh my...you have a sex life! This is so cute! Okay, okay, who was it? Who was the lucky guy?"

He sighed, knowing this information was going to get even more of a reaction. "Duo and Wufei."

She was quiet for a long time and for a moment, Quatre thought she'd hung up. "Addie?"

"What? Are you serious?" Her voice was hushed which he knew was only the prelude to a monumental freak out.

"Yeah, they uh...seduced me."

"Are you fucking kidding me?!" He winced and pulled the phone away from his ear at her high pitched shriek.

"God, Addie, calm down!"

"You hooked up with the two hottest guys I've ever seen? Both of them? At the same time?" She paused. "But...they're already in a relationsh -oh. Ohhhhhhh ...they have one of those relationships."

"Uh...yeah, you could say that."

"So, this was just a one-time thing?"

"Uh, no, not exactly. They uh..." he flushed though not just from embarrassment this time. "They asked me to be a permanent part of the relationship."

"You said yes, right?"

"Well, no. Not yet."

"What - are you crazy? Do you know what kind of gift horse that is? To be a part of that...oh my God, I would die!" He could actually picture her swooning over the phone, the back of her hand pressed against her forehead. "Do you know how lucky you are?"

"Actually, yes." He was at the café now, but remained in his car and rolled the windows down, leaning his elbow on the sill. Maddie and Roger were already there and they weren't busy yet. "I just...I don't know. This is all happening so fast and I - I mean, I haven't even been thinking about dating and now I'm being asked to join a committed relationship."

"Yes, but you know them."

"I do, but I don't know them as lovers."

"Sweetie, you know them better than most lovers know each other. You guys have always had the strongest bond I've ever seen. You've all been through so much together. It doesn't sound like it's much of a concern for them."

"Well...no, it's not. They seem pretty confident it will work out. They seem to think I'm what's missing from their relationship. But how strong can their relationship be if they need someone else in it?" This was something he was having difficulty coming to terms with. Perhaps Adila could put it into perspective for him.

"I don't think it's a question of weakness, or strength. I think you're looking at it the wrong way. They've always struck me as having an extremely strong relationship. I think there are many people who are polyamorous who love the people their with deeply, but aren't complete without another person and it has to be the right person."

"But, what if there's jealousy? I know they don't think it would be a problem, but I worry about that."

"You think you'll be jealous, or them?"

"Them! I'm worried that one of them might start to resent me."

"I don't think that's how polyamorous relationships work. They work as a unit. Each specific person within it brings something special and unique to the table."

Quatre realized he had a lot to learn when it came to these kinds of relationships. He knew virtually nothing about it. He always assumed there would be some element of jealousy, or resentment. He would have been. He had been extremely jealous when he'd found out about Miidi.

"But, what if I get jealous?"

"You're entering into this relationship, if you go through with it, and by the way, I'll deck you if you don't." He chuckled, but sobered quickly. She probably would, he thought. "You already know what you're getting into ahead of time. This isn't like it was with Trowa. You were practically cheated on in that case and this is not the same. You won't be on one side of the equation, you'll be on both. Lover to both of them. No hiding, no secrets. It's all out in the open."

"I suppose..."

"Quat, think it over, but do so objectively. Research polyamorous relationships. Do your homework and know what you're getting into before you say yes. But, I will say this. I don't think there's anyone else out there who will ever understand you, or love you as much as I know they do. I think it's the chance to be a part of something beautiful and loving and lasting and I, to be honest, would be honored to be asked to be a part of it. Just don't let your own ignorance about what a polyamorous relationship is prevent you from being a part of something that could very well be the thing you are looking for, the thing you need."

"Okay. I promise I'll think more about it -"

"Objectively."

He rolled his eyes. "Yes, objectively. I promise."

"Good."

"I'd better get going though. I've got to get to work."

"Yeah, me too. We'll talk more later. How about lunch tomorrow?"

"Sounds good. I'll see you then."

He grabbed his cane and climbed out of the car, feeling much better about the situation. Adila always had a way of doing that. If his legs hadn't been so messed up, he would have skipped across the parking lot.

"Morning!" He chirped as he stepped inside. He greeted the customers, shook a few hands, then walked around the counter, swiping his apron off the hook and tying it on. He noticed Maddie and Roger glance at each other out of the corner of his eye and offering them a bright, sunny smile. "Morning, guys. How was your night?"

Roger smirked at him, a knowing gleam in his eyes as he turned back to his task of setting up the cappuccino machine. "Someone had a good night."

Quatre glanced from one to the other. "What? Is it that obvious?"

Roger snorted. "You might as well wear a t-shirt that says 'I Got Laid'."

Maddie tossed a dish rag over her shoulder and propped her hands on her hips. "Okay. Spill it. Who's the lucky guy?"

He laughed and grabbed the mail off the counter. "Isn't it against the rules for the boss to share his personal life with his employees?"

Maddie scoffed and rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. I've never heard of that. Have you, Roger?"

"Nope," he grinned. "Can't say that I have."

Quatre chuckled and shook his head. "You remember those two guys that came in here yesterday?"

Maddie's eyes nearly bugged out of her head. "Are you for real?"

He nodded, probably a little too emphatically. "Yep."

"Holy cow, Quat! Those guys were hot as hell and that's coming from a lesbian!"

Quatre threw his head back and cackled. He grinned and nodded as he sifted through the envelopes. "Yes, they are."

"Well, how - I mean...how do you know them?"

He wasn't about to disclose that they'd met while piloting Gundams, but, "They're old war comrades."

Roger turned, his eyes wide. "You were in the war?"

"Yes."

"But, you're only in your twenties!"

"I was fifteen when I joined."

He had to laugh when both of their jaws dropped open in shock. Maddie shook her head slowly, amazed. "Wow. I was in school when that happened. My parents never would have let me do that."

Quatre snorted, the irony just too much. "Mine didn't either. I was disowned for a time, after I joined."

"Why did you join?"

"I was fighting for the people of my colony. I believed it was the only way to achieve peace." He shrugged and sliced open an envelope, unfolding a bill and setting it to the side. "Sometimes we have to do things we don't agree with for the good of all people." He glanced up to see them both staring at him with wide eyes an open mouths, their expressions a mix of surprise and awe.

Rogers whistled, impressed. "Just when I thought you couldn't get any cooler, boss man."

Quatre smiled, but it was bittersweet. "Well, I don't know if that makes me cool. War is ugly and brutal. Never forget that. I had to do things that I will always have to live with. It wasn't pretty and it was downright horrific at times."

Roger nodded solemnly. "I understand that. My mom's brother fought. He died."

"I'm sorry to hear that, Roger."

He smiled and flipped the cappuccino machine on. "Thanks. But he died protecting our colony. He's a hero in my eyes and so are you. My mother was so angry at him for so long, but I told her that if people weren't willing to sacrifice to protect us, then we would all inevitably suffer from oppression and persecution. I think she understood, eventually."

Quatre thought of Cathy then. She was furious with Trowa for such a long time over his participation in the war. Quatre couldn't blame her. She'd already lost her family to violence and Trowa represented what had been taken from her. He became her family and she'd been terrified of losing him. It took her years to understand why he'd done it, why they'd all done it.

Adila had been right when she'd said that no one would ever know him as well as his fellow pilots. The things they'd experienced together, anyone who hadn't lived it could never truly understand what it had been like. Any future lover he might have would never really know him the way he wanted to be known and loved. Would they ever be able to understand and reconcile the blood on his hands? No. He knew the only ones that could were those who'd been in the trenches right alongside him. Those who carried the same burdens, had the same blood on their hands.

Who could possibly be a better lover than them? He realized there really was no more perfect a fit than Duo and Wufei. He couldn't deny he wanted them. He was already craving their smiles and their arms, the sound of their voices, their laughter. And they were incredible in bed, which was a definite bonus.

Even better, they wanted him in return. Knew all about the things he'd done and still loved him because they understood. Because they'd been there, too. Spilled blood right alongside him. There was no greater love than that.

He looked up to see Maddie grinning at him knowingly. "Now that's love if I've ever seen it."

Quatre tilted his head with a tinge of uncertainty. "You think so?"

"I know love when I see it. You love those guys and from what I saw yesterday, the way they were looking at you..."

Quatre hadn't noticed that. "How were they looking at me?"

"Like you were the only person in the room. Like you were the sun itself." She paused, grinning wickedly. "And like they wanted to tear your clothes off and have their way with you."

Quatre's face burned. "You could see all that, huh?"

"Maddie sees all. She's like an oracle, or something," said Roger.

Quatre had to concede that. She was amazingly observant and perceptive.

"You are just glowing, Quat. I mean, literally. I've never seen you so happy."

That decided it. "If you'll excuse me for a minute, I need to make a phone call. I'll just..." he trailed off, turning away and stepping through the double doors, walking past the small kitchenette and into his office. He shut the door and leaned against it, his heart pounding. Oh, God. I'm doing this. I'm really going to do this. Oh, shit. Okay, Quat, calm down. Breathe. He closed his eyes, trying hard not to hyperventilate, and pulled his phone out.

He dialed Duo's number and pressed it to his ear, feeling more self-conscious than he had in a long time. There was a tiny, but persistent part of his brain that was already trying to convince him that they'd changed their minds and decided they didn't want him. He swallowed it down, his stomach fluttering like crazy. He stuttered a little when Duo picked up.

"Hey...Duo, it's me."

"Hey, Kitty-Quat. What up? You doing alright?"

"Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine, I just...can you meet me here tonight? At the end of my shift? I've made my decision, but I want to tell you in person and when I'm not busy."

"Sure. We'll be there at seven sharp."

"Great. Thank you."

"No problem. See you soon."

He hung up and stuffed his phone into his pocket, trying to push it all out of his mind, including his doubts, to focus on his work. It wasn't easy when his thoughts kept wanting to drift back to last night and this morning and overwhelm him with giddiness and a little fear. He wasn't sure if he was making the right decision and Maddie must have seen that in him.

"You are."

He sighed and smiled at her. "I hope you're right. It's either the best decision I've ever made, or the worst."

"Why would it be the worst?"

"Well, what if it doesn't work out? I could lose two of the best friends I've ever had. I've already had my heart broken once. I don't know if I could survive another."

"You can either take the chance and have it be a wonderful thing, or you can wind up spending the rest of your life wondering 'what if'. Even if it doesn't work out, you'll get through it. I know you don't believe that, but I know you would. You're stronger than you give yourself credit for."

He appreciated that, even if he didn't totally believe it. He managed to get through the rest of the day without any incidents resulting from his distracted mind and by the time he bid his employees goodbye at seven, his legs were back to aching something fierce. He parked his stool beneath the counter and grabbed his cane, trying to convince himself not to be too disappointed if they changed their minds and didn't show up. He pushed the doors open and stepped out, glancing around for his friends, prospective lovers. His heart sunk when he didn't see them and he stepped further out, scanning the beach and trying not to feel absolutely crushed when there was no sign of them. He checked his watch which read 7:05. They'd said sharp and Gundam pilots were nothing if not punctual.

His shoulders drooped and he started towards his car, the only thing on his mind was his sofa and a pint of ice cream.

"Where do you think you're going, sweet thing?"

He froze at the deep voice behind him and turned, slowly, feeling the life rush back into him at the sight of his two friends. He blew out a breath, legs shaky with relief.

"I -" he blushed and looked down. "I thought maybe you'd changed your minds."

Calloused fingers lifted his chin and he looked up into eyes that were as far from being changed as they could get. He nearly wept when arms closed around him from behind. The sensation of Wufei's silky hair brushing against the side of his face, the smell of his cologne, was intoxicating and he was dizzy with so many thoughts and feelings, overcome with emotion.

Duo eyes, always so expressive, told him everything he ever needed to know. That he was loved, cherished. And that he always would be. No matter what, they would be there. "There's nothing you can do that would make us change our minds."

And Quatre knew he meant it. Could see it in those indigo depths. He closed his eyes in bliss when those beautiful lips closed around his, eagerly opening for his lover's tongue. The kiss was so powerful, so passionate, and Quatre felt like he'd stepped into one of those old, romantic films. He'd been completely swept off his feet and it was the most perfect feeling in the world. Duo pulled away just enough for Wufei to get a turn and Quatre nearly fainted as he was kissed breathless. He really hoped he wasn't embarrassing himself by swooning, but found he didn't much care either.

His lips were swollen, throbbing when they finally allowed him to breathe. Duo cupped his face, an uncertain smile on his own.

"Does that mean you accept our proposal?"

Quatre pretended to think about it. "Mmm...maaaybe. I might need a few more dates before I'm absolutely sure. You know, wine and dine me a little." He winked playfully and grinned when they both laughed.

"I think he's making us work for it, Fei."

Wufei smiled and brushed blond hair off Quatre's forehead. "I have no problem with that. But first, there's some business we need to attend to before we hit the nightlife."

Quatre cocked his head. "What's that?" His breath hitched a moment later when a hand sqeezed his ass. "Oh. Ohhhhh."

He yelped when Wufei suddenly ducked and hoisted him over his shoulder, laughing as his lover jogged to the car. Duo picked up his cane that he'd dropped and chased after them, passing Wufei easily who was slower with the weight of his burden.

"Last one to the car is a rotten egg!"

End.