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"Baby Series 3"Written By: Karina Rating: PG Spoilers: None Disclaimer: I don’t own Gundam Wing or the Characters from the series but the baby is mine. Pairing: Duo Notes: Challenge 124. Baby Series 3 #141. Takes
place at approximately the same time as Things That Go Bump In The
Night. Many thanks to ShenLong for her work betaing
this fic.
Did You Hear That? Why could the man not have built a simple and straight forward house? Why did it have to have all the stairs and secret passages, and the maze of hallways that marked the Palace of Sanc? The arsehole of a Governor who had built the place had to be warped, Duo decided, panting as he pounded up the flight of steps, his torch beam bobbing ahead of him. His footsteps echoed in the cramped confines of the passageway and practically deafened him. Where was he anyway? Possibly somewhere around the guest wing, he decided. Did they have diplomatic guests resident at the moment? Probably and he shrugged as he staggered up the last two steps to thump his shoulder against a side wall and heave air into labouring lungs. God, he hated stairs! What was wrong with a single storey building? Why all these ups and downs and why the secret passages? Would there be peepholes in the walls… Ah yes. On the far wall he could make out the tell tale indents and hoping to learn his location, he popped out the cap over the eye holes and peered into the room "...oooh. Oh yes, you… ohhh, God yes!" Blushing scarlet Duo bounced back from the peepholes and popped the caps back in place, closing out the sight and sound of what was going on in the bedroom. "Right, well then… moving right along." His foot missed the step and landed with a thud that jarred up to his knee and he hopped up and down a couple of times before tackling the next flight of steps and leaving behind the landing, its peephole and hopefully his blush as well. —————— "Stop it. Wait… Did you hear that?" The Senator sighed softly, his head buried between the thighs of the young woman and he rumbled a query, not at all wishing to be distracted. "I thought I heard something… footsteps." "Nonsense, my dear. Everyone is asleep, except security and they are as quiet as ghosts." "But… I'm sure…" "Don't worry your pretty head about it." The Senator dropped his head back between her thighs, intent on making his companion forget all about everything but him. "Ooooh. Oh yes, you… ohhh God yes!" Thump! Bump, bump. "What was that!" Well, he had to admit he heard that, but after a pause and no repeated sound he ran a hand soothingly down her thigh and chuckled. "If it is ghosts, my dear, I am sure they are only jealous of me." "This is not funny! And who said it was ghosts? What if someone sees us?! If word gets back to my husband…!" "Rumour has it the east wing is haunted and I have found the Sanc nobility to be particularly circumspect about midnight assignations. Don't let it worry you." "And I suppose that is meant to make me feel better?" A low throated deep chuckle responded. "Perhaps not, but this is." "Ohhh!!!"
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