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" Heero, My Love "Written By: Jewel of Hell Disclaimer: Don't own nothin' but these words Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, language, fluff, sap, shape-shifting, Fantasy / Sci-fi, Romance Pairings: 1x2, 3x4, 5x13x5 Summary: This is the promised sequel to "Heero,
My Pet." It isn't necessary to read that one first, but it may
make some of this more clear. To those of you who were waiting, enjoy! " Heero, My Love "
"So tell me about this game of theirs," Trowa said, licking Heero's neck. The younger Telmaran reacted beautifully to the touch, actually flushing faintly, head tilting to the side. Trowa purred low in his throat, smiling and doing it again. "Quatre . . . didn't tell you?" "No. It's not like my lover to be so coy." Heero made a sound that might have been a moan. "It . . . uhn . . ." The purring turned into a deep chuckle. Parting his lips, Trowa nibbled a trail down Heero's neck. "That's not much of an answer." "Y-you should know," Heero panted, "that you're turning me on, and it's turning Duo on. I th-think your lover would happily take . . . advantage of that." "I'm fine with that. The thought of those two, both glistening with perspiration, writhing around on the ground . . ." "God," Heero hissed, pulling away from Trowa. He was panting, color staining his face. Trowa licked his lips. "Like that image?" Heero's eyes abruptly tracked toward the door, and Trowa heard it a split second later. Footsteps approaching. He received the soft brush of contact that let him know their visitor was both Telmaran and familiar. Already smiling, he beat Wufei to it and pulled the door open. The tall, jet-haired youth was smiling too as he enfolded Trowa in an embrace. Both were purring, and Wufei nuzzled his neck. After a few moments the tiger released him to turn his affection on Heero. The younger wolf accepted his invitation. "I'm glad you're finally back," Wufei murmured. "We've missed you a great deal." Heero rested his head in the crook of Wufei's neck. "We missed you, too. I'm a little surprised Quatre was able to get away to Tel'Mar for an entire month." "Well, apparently he has things under such control he can get away with it," Wufei said. "Treize has told me many times he's never served a more capable emperor." Not really interested in these matters (not the best state of mind for him since he was the emperor's Bonded), Trowa leaned over Heero's head to plant a kiss on Wufei's lips. "We have more interesting things to talk about. As of right now, Heero and Duo are on vacation. We can't talk about matters of state." Wufei's black eyes glittered as he looked into Trowa's green. "You have something in mind. Something that both makes Heero uncomfortable . . ." he tipped the wolf's chin up to look into his eyes, ". . . and arouses him." Heero growled softly and pulled away from him, putting a little space between the two wildcats and himself. "If you want someone on whom to take out your sexual frustration, Trowa, choose that Bonded of yours. He's the one who would not tell you want you wanted to know." Trowa caught Wufei's curious gaze. "Apparently Quatre and Duo had a game when they were younger," he elucidated. "They would not tell me what, but I suspect it's sexual in nature." "Your instincts are still sharp," Heero confirmed. Tiger and puma looked at him. "Now I want to know," Wufei said, looking at Trowa. "It would be easy to coerce him into telling." Heero immediately tensed, looking as though he were quite prepared to bolt. Trowa's lips quirked. "I'm not so sure. He is a wolf, after all." Wufei gave a thoughtful nod. "And that blonde minx of yours probably could hold out quite well, too. Well then, I guess that leaves only Duo." He looked Heero in the eye, a deliciously wicked gleam in them. "What should we do to him to . . . persuade him to tell?" "How about you ask him for a demonstration?" Heero said dryly. "Quatre would eagerly acquiesce, I'm sure." Trowa snorted. "That's the truth. If this game is anything like I'm thinking, I should like a taste of that pretty Bonded of yours, Heero. What do you say? Shall the three of us agree to share our Bonded? I am certain all three of them could use relaxing." Wufei stalked back toward Heero, stroking the wolf's face. "I tend to like the thought of taking advantage of the youngest. Which would be Heero and his Bonded, and your Bonded, Trowa." "I'm fine with that, too . . ." Trowa mused. In moments Heero was cornered. A low growl rumbled up from his chest, not really a threat but rather a warning. Cats tended to give in without struggle because they were somewhat lazy creatures. But wolves were fighters, whether the situation was mutually pleasurable or not. Wufei's face was centimeters from Heero's when he stopped, smiling. "I won't do anything without your Bonded here to watch. Besides, I'm curious about this game, too. Treize wanted the six of us to dine at one of Terra's finest restaurants, then maybe visit one of the many beautiful beaches. I can't think of a better way to wind down the day than with a game of sexual indiscrimination." Trowa hissed laughter. "Nor I. Very well, it's settled. I'll let Quatre know, and we can go as soon as they feel presentable. I am hungry." Treize picked the restaurant, a place called Pathway Among the Stars. It was the finest on the planet. He, Quatre, and Duo all looked resplendent, and it was Duo who suggested their Bonded should match. "It just looks so pretty against your fur," he murmured to Heero, tying a long red silk scarf around the wolf's neck. He arranged it to look like more than just a collar. Heero patiently waited for him to finish, content to do pretty much anything Duo wanted—he could sense it. Kissing his Bonded between his beautiful eyes, Duo rose back to his feet. Trowa looked very handsome with a green scarf around his neck and Wufei equally so with a silver one. It was difficult to tell a Telmaran for a lesser animal unless one really knew what to look for, and most humans didn't. Therefore, the sight of an enormous tiger, puma, and wolf on flimsy silk leashes intimidated a great many people. The three Telmaran held themselves with elegant poise, pretty much ignoring everyone around them. Treize reserved an entire half of the restaurant so they didn't have to worry about people freaking out over the large predators. Duo couldn't help grinning a tiny bit when he felt Heero's disappointment. "It annoys me when people think I'm just some dog," he told Duo, "but it is amusing when they freak out." "And then they think I'm so brave for having a huge, mean looking dog on a silk leash," Duo added, "and they're afraid I wouldn't really be able to control you if you decided to tug just a little too hard . . ." Heero huffed laughter, an almost-growling sound that made their host cast him a worried look. Duo bit his lip. Heero surely did have an odd sense of humor. "Will this suffice, Your Excellency?" the man asked, bowing to Treize. "Perfectly," Treize replied, nodding. "Thank you. And please see to it we are not disturbed. I'm in respectable company tonight." The host bowed even more deeply. To Quatre, "Yes. If Your Majesty needs anything, please don't hesitate to ask." To Duo, "And same. If your Telmaran Bonded require anything, we will be happy to provide." "Mm, just maybe twenty pounds of raw meat?" Duo inquired sweetly. "Or perhaps something not yet gone to the butcher block? Something that's still mooing?" All three Telmaran broke into laughter, though to one not connected to their thoughts it sounded like hissing and growling. It also exposed a great deal of sharp white fangs, and the poor host blanched the color of sour milk before squeaking out a wish for a pleasant dining experience and bolting. "Your Bonded has become a good deal more feisty since last we saw him," Wufei said, his ebony eyes sparkling with mirth. "Perhaps your natural bad wolf temper is rubbing off on him, Heero?" "You cats are the ones with the bad tempers," Heero retorted coolly, sitting primly beside Duo's chair. Smiling, Duo reached down and stroked the soft fur on his head. Heero licked his hand, sending his Bonded a look of endless affection and love. "There isn't much to say to that," Trowa mused, "because he's right. Unfortunate though that is." Quatre snorted. "I can't believe he just admitted that." Wufei obviously communicated that to Treize, for the general gave a short bark of laughter. "Well, we're not the only ones who learn, I suppose. For the record, Heero, I've never once thought you were bad-tempered. Perhaps a little rash, but you are quite even-keeled compared to my brazen tiger." Wufei growled low in his throat. When they finished a lovely meal, the three humans and their Bonded went for a walk around the capitol. It looked absolutely beautiful at night, especially to Duo. He had not yet tired of his recently restored sight, and he delighted in each new visual experience. Heero bumped his head against Duo's leg, easily picking up on his mood—indeed, it was impossible not to for him. Smiling down at him, Duo stroked his face. "I'm glad you invited us to come, Quatre," he said quietly, breathing in the cool night air. "I do love my father, but he seems determined to make me crazy. Thanks to Heero, I'm much stronger than I used to be." Quatre came up to his side that Heero didn't occupy, tangling their fingers together with a warm smile. "I would have issued an imperial order if he hadn't let you come." "They're making Treize jealous," Wufei piped up. Earning him a Look from his Bonded. Duo just smiled. He dearly loved these men and predators. They were as much family to him as his father, though the circumstances that had brought them together were hardly ideal. They continued idly walking until Duo was cold enough the chill started settling into his core. Finally Heero looked at Trowa. "We need to return. Duo is freezing." The puma promptly told his Bonded, who looked at Duo with something not quite strong enough for alarm. "Why didn't you say something?" he said. "Of the three of us, you're the most likely to fall ill from the cold." Duo's lips thinned into a tight line. "I get enough of that from my father," he said in a vaguely warning voice. "It's beautiful out here, and I'm not freezing. Just cold." Quatre didn't allow Duo to pull his hand free. He squeezed. "I can't promise not to be concerned. But I'll try not to be a mother-hen." He grinned. Nodding, Duo allowed his slight irritation slide away. "I for one would like to return home," Trowa said, nudging Quatre. "As would I," Wufei instantly seconded. Quatre gave Trowa a coy little smile. "You've a one-track mind," he teased. The hand holding Duo's captive stroked across the fingers. "But I'm ready to go home, too." "You two have something in mind?" Treize said, looking first to Wufei and then to Trowa. "A . . . what did you call it, love? A game of sexual indiscrimination?" Wufei hissed laughter. Duo blushed, sensing through Heero he would be a target tonight for much . . . curiosity. He still didn't really understand why people were so drawn to him. "You're beautiful, silly thing," Heero said warmly, radiating affection. "And not just your lovely face. Everything about you is beautiful." That didn't do much for Duo's blush. All formal wear was gone, leaving behind soft slacks and no shirts. Wufei, Trowa, and Heero were all transformed now, wearing similar attire. Quatre, ever in charge, sat at the head of their semi-circle. All lights were out, only fat vanilla candles providing illumination. It provided a warm, intimate scene. Duo had spread an enormous satin blanket on the floor for them all to sit on. "The rules of this game are simple," Quatre began, a tiny grin quirking his lips. "In fact, there are only two. First, you can't touch anyone with your hands, only with your mouth. Second, there is a fifteen-second time limit to any contact." Trowa raised an eyebrow. "I like the sound of this." "So this is the game," Quatre went on, eyes gleaming wickedly. "Duo and I already prepared the components." He held up a small data scrambler. "This has twenty erogenous zones and five intimate zones stored, and it has all of our names. Each of us pass it around in turns. Press this button and the scrambler will randomly select one of the names and one of the body zones. The rest seems . . . self-explanatory." "Heero was right," Trowa mused. "You call this a game?" "When we were younger, Duo and I opted out of the five intimate zones." "Who invented this . . . game?" Wufei asked. "I did," Quatre replied. "No surprise there," the tiger muttered. "Duo, why didn't you see through this as a thinly-veiled attempt to take shameless advantage of you?" Duo blushed prettily. "Well . . . I did. It's not like he . . . ever did anything I didn't want." The blush deepened. Trowa chuckled. "Not the innocent dove we've made him out to be?" Duo gave Trowa a level look. "You made that assumption on your own." Heero snorted laughter. "I'll start," Quatre said, "so you four who've never played can see how it works. Though I sincerely doubt you need a demonstration-it's not exactly rocket science. So whatever zone the scrambler gives me, I'll kiss Duo. And one more thing. The scrambler will not add the five intimate zones until its timer has elapsed-thirty minutes." "So we get all hot and bothered before we can do anything serious," Wufei said with a smirk. Duo shrugged. "Quatre and I never got past twenty. I was . . . too shy." "So you were an innocent dove," Wufei teased. Duo bit his lips. "I was blind, then. I didn't want to do something wrong because I couldn't see." "Are you five sure you want me here?" Treize asked abruptly. Earning him five surprised sets of eyes. "Why wouldn't we?" Wufei demanded. Treize shifted, looking a bit uncomfortable. "You're all young and virile . . ." A tiny smirk. Quatre shook his head. "You're not that much older than me, Treize." "You're . . . what? Twenty-eight?" Trowa hazarded. Wufei nodded. "We want you here," Duo piped up, "or we wouldn't have asked you to be here." "Man, is that ever wolf logic," Wufei said, looking at the wolf-bonded pair. Duo glared at him, but Heero just huffed. "It's true. Sorry, Treize. You're not getting out of this so easily." The man grinned crookedly. "Poor me." Quatre pushed the scrambler. "Hand. Ready, Duo?" Duo blushed again, but he nodded. Heero watched with interest as Quatre lightly grasped Duo's thin wrist and brought one slim-fingered hand to his lips. He pressed a kiss to the knuckles, then sucked the index finger into his mouth. Heero nearly echoed Duo's faint gasp at the sudden flash of arousal. It raised his body temperature a little, and he watched with rapt attention as Quatre's clever tongue wrapped around the single finger suggestively. Though it was not him the emperor touched, Heero could still feel it as clearly as though he were. Quatre sucked and nipped until Duo let out something not unlike a whine. Heero's eyes fluttered to half mast when Trowa and Wufei reacted to that sweet little sound, the scent of their arousal doubly affecting him. After fifteen seconds, the scrambler gave a little beep, and Quatre stopped. Heero, not aware he'd been holding his breath, released it in a sigh. Quatre gave Duo a wicked little grin before passing the scrambler to Trowa on his right. Trowa pressed the button, and his grin eerily matched Quatre's. He got to his hands and knees and crawled across the circle to Treize. He locked their eyes for a second before leaning down and licking the man's stomach. Heero saw the muscles flinch in response, and Treize's eyes flickered almost shut. Trowa emitted a low purr as he nibbled around the man's bellybutton and dipped his tongue inside just as the scrambler beeped. Heero could tell Treize was disappointed. He was, too. "It doesn't bother you, does it?" he asked Duo silently. "That I enjoy seeing this?" Duo looked at him with a painfully sweet smile. "No. I enjoyed it too, I'll admit. Seeing that beautiful man in pleasure?" Heero wanted to lean over and kiss him, but that would be breaking the rules of the game. So he intensified the waves of desire already rolling from him to Duo. Heat flushed the boy's face again. Trowa gave the scrambler to Wufei. When the tiger pressed the button, he met Heero's eyes a moment later. Heero's pulse sped up just a little as the older Telmaran crawled to him. He loomed over the wolf until Heero leaned back, then he pressed his lips to Heero's throat. His eyes instantly fell shut as warm, moist lips suckled his skin. They parted to allow a curious tongue, then Wufei sharply nipped at his pulse. Senses already heightened due to the prevalent arousal in the room, Heero let out a low groan. He started when the scrambler beeped and growled faintly. Wufei gave him a knowing look as he retook his earlier position. Heero suspected the thirty minutes would go by slowly.
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