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"Payback"Written By: Lisa-chan Disclaimer: The G-boys are not mine. I only use
them for loads of fun and for putting them in compromising situations
and stuff. Rating: NC-17 Warnings: yaoi, lemon, possible OOCness, attempt
at humor Summary: Heero and Duo are having the time of their life on their humping weekend, Wufei’s the black sheep of the group, and Quatre’s kicking some serious ass. Author’s note: This is the sequel to “Out
in the open”. I suggest that you read that one first, otherwise
it will be a bit confusing. Have fun ^_^ Payback Part 1 Quatre’s eyes took on the size of saucers as he watched Duo giving him the middle finger and kissing Heero; shamelessly swirling his tongue around in the other one’s mouth. He had NOT expected this to happen! When Heero’s hand dropped to Duo’s groin and they actually made moves to give them a demonstration of ‘doing it like horny little rabbits’, Quatre made urgent gestures to his two friends to get the hell out of there. However, as he looked next to him he discovered that he was the only spectator, Wufei and Trowa since long having left him. Hastily he scrambled out of the little tent and briskly strode toward his backpack. “Let’s put up the tent,” he grumbled, tugging at the straps. “Surely we’re not gonna stay here now!” Wufei said alarmed, all color leaving his face. “What Heero just said was only a bluff!” Quatre stated. “Heero! Ooooh baby! Oh yes!!” “I wouldn’t be too sure about that,” Trowa said. Quatre gave an annoyed grunt and proceeded with spreading out the bars on the grass. “No way. We’re staying. We’ll see who will give in first.” “But Quatre, this is just plain perverted,” Trowa tried to convince his friend. “If they didn’t want us to come after them then they should’ve been honest with us. It’s their own fault and now we’re gonna pay them back with their own coin!” “How are you planning on doing that? You two are not even lovers,” Wufei smirked. “I’m sure we can think of something,” Quatre mumbled, ignoring the blush that sprang to Trowa’s cheeks. Reluctantly Trowa and Wufei forced their feet to move and help Quatre with the tent. Apparently the little blonde wasn’t about to change his mind anytime soon. Quatre took the bars and started arranging them… …right next to Heero and Duo’s tent. “Quatre, for God’s sake!” Wufei yelled. “What?” Quatre said, looking at his friend in all innocence. “Move a bit further away from them, dammit! It’s almost as if you like listening to them while they’re doing it. We’ve already had enough of that back at home!” “But if we want to keep a close watch on them…” “Move-further-away!” Wufei commanded, his eyes starting to spark with something feral and a vein began pulsing on his forehead. “Alright,” Quatre grumbled, moving over mere inches. “Further.” Another few inches. “Further.” And another few. Far from satisfied, but knowing that Quatre wouldn’t budge anyway, he agreed to erecting the tent at Quatre’s current position. Trying hard to block the screams that were still tearing through the air out of their minds, but failing miserably at it, they tried to concentrate on the construction of the tent. Finally they succeeded in getting it upright and Quatre inspected it, satisfied about their achievement. “Now what?” Wufei said, wiping his hands off on his pants. “Now we’re going to gather wood for a camp fire,” Quatre replied with a sunny smile. “Oh great, a camp fire,” Wufei grumbled. Willing their feet to move again they followed the bouncy blonde into the forest. Duo sighed in contentment as he nestled himself against Heero, twirling his fingers around in the smudges of semen on Heero’s belly. “Hee-chan, did you really mean that; that we won’t hold back?” he asked, looking up into his lover’s face. “Of course I did koi. I know what you’re thinking. They don’t have to hear what we’re doing, but if they don’t want to hear it, then they should just hightail. It’s not like we invited them to come and follow us.” “You’re right,” Duo smiled. “I wonder what they’re doing now?” Pulling away from Heero’s embrace he went and lay on his belly and stuck his head outside. “Hee-chan, come over here. You should see this,” he smirked. Heero stalked over to his lover and straddling his ass, he peeked out as well; and promptly started laughing. Wufei was holding up a bar while Trowa was trying to fit another one into it. Quatre wasn’t doing anything more than dishing out instructions and commands; shaking his head from time to time. “Should we help them?” Duo asked, turning his head in search of Heero’s lips and finding them took them in a passionate kiss. “Naah.” ********** Evening had come and the five boys sat gathered around a cozy fire, roasting marshmallows and chattering idly amongst themselves. A slight touch of hostility still hung in the air though and Duo was the first one to broach the subject that brooded on everyone’s mind. “So, you’re really gonna stay here are ya?” he asked, comfortably nestled against Heero. “Yes, we are,” Quatre replied obstinately. “And you’re okay with the fact that we will be… producing certain noises?” Heero said, after thinking of a more *proper* way to make his point clear. “Hee-chan, why don't you just say we’re gonna be fucking as much as we can, okay?” Duo said, scrunching his nose at Heero’s serious way of talking. “Yes we are,” Quatre dead panned, beating Wufei’s furious protest with his answer. “Okay,” Duo chirped, pulling his marshmallow out of the fire. He blew a few times on it to make it cool down a bit, then offered it to Heero. Heero watched as his lover drew his marshmallow out of the flames and blew on it, some of his breath caressing Heero’s neck, making him shiver. When the piece of candy was held in front of him, he carefully tasted it. “Hot,” he whispered. “I like it hot,” Duo murmured in his sultry voice. “Me too,” Heero breathed. Duo moved a bit closer and ran a teasing finger over Heero’s chest and abdomen, delighting in making his sweetheart tremble with desire. “Do you want to see how hot I can make you?” he purred. Heero moaned and briefly closed his eyes. “I would love that,” he gasped out. They promptly claimed each other’s lips in a passionate kiss and Wufei nearly choked in the piece of marshmallow he was chewing on. “I think we’d better go inside,” Quatre
said quickly, leaving his marshmallow for what it was and scrambling
upright. “You know, if they’re gonna be doing that all weekend long, then I’m gonna find a rope and hang myself,” Wufei said. “Or find a river and drown yourself,” Trowa offered helpfully. “Yeah, or look for a few bushes that bear poisonous berries.” “Oh, would you cut the crap already?” Quatre huffed. “Trust me, they won’t be doing this the entire weekend.” “What makes you so sure about that?” Wufei replied, cocking his head slightly and arching an eyebrow. “Yeah Quatre. It looks like they didn’t really seem to care whether we’re here or not.” “That’s because we haven’t figured out a plan yet to pay them back,” Quatre smirked. “Oh? And what kind of plan do you have in mind, smartass?” Wufei sneered. “I don’t know, I still have to think of something.” “Oh, that’s just perfect. He still has to think of something.” “Shut up, Wufei! You’d better help me. The sooner we can come up with something, the better.” “You know, why don’t we just sleep on it, okay?” Trowa tried to soothe them, growing rather desperate with all the tension. “I’m sure that in the morning we will have plenty of ideas.” “Okay,” Quatre and Wufei agreed. “Good,” Trowa sighed, relieved. This was definitely not good for his nervous system. They changed into their pajamas and settled down. Once it was completely silent they could clearly follow the conversation that was going on in the other tent. “Hee-chan, I want to be on top now.” “Why? I thought you liked bottoming.” “Hee-chan, you promised!” “When did I promise you that?” “Last night.” “I can’t recall… Wait a minute, you waited until I was almost asleep to ask didn’t ya?” “There might be a slight chance that you were already dozing off a little.” “Why, you naughty boy. Think I’m gonna have to punish you for that.” “Heero, what are ya… What are you doing? No, stop it! Stop it, Hee-chan. Oh Heero! Aaahhnn!” With a groan, they turned around and covered their ears with whatever they could find. ********** Quatre’s head jerked upright as he heard a loud scream echoing through the air, almost instantly he realized who was responsible for it. Seemed like Duo and Heero were indefatigable. Whimpering, he turned around, meeting the warmth of Trowa’s back as he did so and snuggling against it for some sort of comfort. Whether it was due to the moans and mewls of pleasure that kept on invading his ears, or the fact that he was suddenly so close to his friend, he couldn’t quite tell, but his groin was beginning to stir. “Trowa?” he whispered. “Are you awake?” A snore. Quatre softly shook Trowa’s shoulder . A certain desire had started to build down his belly. Maybe… There could be a slight chance that Trowa could ease it? “Trowa, are you awake?” he whispered again, a bit louder. He smiled as he heard the other teen whining his response. “I am now,” Trowa mumbled, remaining with his back turned to Quatre. “What is it?” “I can’t sleep.” “Oh yes Heero! Screw me baby! Fuck me numb!” “I wonder how come,” Trowa groaned. Quatre carefully slid his arm around Trowa’s waist, relieved when he didn’t make any move to reject his gesture. “Trowa, I wanna do that too.” “What do you want to do too, Quatre?” Trowa said, still half asleep and only half aware of Quatre’s arm around him. “What Heero and Duo are doing now,” he purred and pushed his hard cock against Trowa. Trowa’s eyes widened and all sleep left him when he felt something hard being pressed up against his ass. He turned around with a jolt and was slightly shocked as he stared into two lust filled, aquamarine eyes, determined to get what they wanted. He had never quite seen Quatre like this before. “Quatre?” he squeaked. Quatre briefly narrowed his eyes and smiled at the shock on Trowa’s face. “I love you, Trowa,” he said. “For such a long time I’ve loved you. How I've longed to hold you, to kiss you, to have you.” He sneaked his hand around to Trowa’s buttocks and again gently rocked his hips, rolling Trowa back on his side of the mattress and straddling him as he did so. “Quatre?” Trowa choked as he was neatly flipped onto his back and found Quatre sitting on top of him. “I love you so much, Trowa,” Quatre breathed, raining kisses over Trowa’s entire face. “Do you love me too?” “Yes… No… I don’t know,” Trowa stammered, not quite sure what he should do now. “I’m a bit surprised, Quatre. I don’t really know what to say.” Pouting at first, Quatre quickly slipped on a seductive mask. “Maybe you need to be convinced,” he sniggered with a wicked grin, unbuttoning the shirt of Trowa’s pajamas. “Wait Quatre… Wufei’s still here,” Trowa said, feeling Quatre’s hands gliding over his exposed chest and finding that the touch was actually kinda pleasant. In fact, *very* pleasant. “He’s sound asleep,” the little blonde murmured, his lips searching for one of Trowa’s nipples and soon enough finding one of the hardened nubs. “As long as we keep it quiet he will never know.” He reached a hand down to lightly squeeze Trowa’s groin, his tongue bathing the nipple with saliva. Smiling at the reaction he got, he abandoned the nipple and shifted to remove Trowa’s pants and boxers, taking his own clothes off as well. Trowa gasped when one of his nipples was claimed by two soft lips and a warm, wet tongue swirled around it. A hand traveled down and closed around his cock, and he had no other choice than to cry out in surprise and pleasure. Clearly not the way to go to keep Wufei asleep. Through heavy lidded eyes he noticed Quatre sliding off his pants and underwear, removing his own clothing and straddling him again. For a moment the blonde angel did nothing but stare at his groin. Stare… and drool. “What is it, Quatre?” Trowa asked, a little apprehensive. Quatre’s mouth fell open as he faced Trowa’s impressive erection. Completely erect, steel-hard and deliciously wet. “Trowa baby, you’re so damn beautiful,” Quatre breathed. He could feel his mouth starting to water and swallowed a few times. Licking his lips, he lowered his head for what surely promised to be a feast. Trowa thought he had reached paradise. Gentle and tentative licks against the head of his member sent shockwaves rippling through him and moans floating out of his mouth. Clutching at a thread of remaining sanity, he tried desperately to keep his cries on an acceptable level, so Wufei wouldn’t wake up; but Quatre deep throating him and sucking hard shut his mind down. He threw his head back and a scream tore through the air. “Quatre! Oh… Oh yesss!” Funny... that scream seemed to come from right next to him. Blinking his eyes open and forcing the sleep from his system, Wufei turned around and jumped ten feet in the air. Was that Trowa’s cock in Quatre’s mouth? Damn straight it was! And by the looks of it, they seemed to be enjoying themselves too. “This can’t be happening. I must be dreaming this,” Wufei whispered. Trowa’s fingers clawing at his thigh told him differently. “No, I’m not!” he squeaked. Grabbing his sheet and inflatable mattress, he crawled to the exit of the tent. Oblivious of the fact that someone had woken up next to them, Quatre let go of that ravishing hardness and proceeded to allow his mouth to roam over silky balls and sensitive skin, eventually reaching the tiny hole he was aiming for. He randomly poked his tongue around but always came back to the rosebud he loved so much, causing Trowa to claw his fingers into whatever he could get a hold of. Vaguely, he noticed movement from the corner of his eye and jerked his head upright as he realized just what that movement was. “Wufei, where are you going?” he asked. “Oh shit!” Trowa squealed, hastily pulling the sheet over his naked form in embarrassment. Wufei turned his head as he heard his name. “I don’t know yet where I’m going, Quatre. Maybe I’m gonna hang myself after all. Either way I’m not staying here for one more second.” “But Wufei!” Quatre yelled, but the fuming Chinese was already outside. “Wufei, you’re not really going to…” Trowa said, making moves to chase his friend, partially to get away from Quatre’s merciless attacks. “Uh-uh, stay where you are you. I’m not finished with you yet,” Quatre chided him, fathoming out what he was up to and quick to push him back down. “But he said he was going to…” “Wufei’s old enough to take care of himself, don’t worry about him.” He tugged at the shirt of Trowa’s pajamas until it came off and then kissed him fiercely; tongue plunging deep with the sole purpose of making him forget everything around him. “Hush my love,” Quatre whispered, holding his fingers in front of Trowa’s mouth. “Now, suck them.” Trowa meekly did as he was told, following Quatre’s hand with his eyes as he reached behind. “What are you gonna do, Quatre?” Quatre smiled and gasped as his slick finger circled around his entrance. “I’m gonna prepare myself for you, Trowa,” he panted. “And then, when I’ve stretched myself enough, I’m gonna straddle you and…” He paused for a moment as his finger entered and wriggled around to loosen the tight muscle. Trowa watched with awe how the beautiful creature above him fingered himself. “And then, Quatre?” Trowa breathed. Pushing a second finger in, Quatre whimpered slightly. “Then I’m gonna take your cock up to the hilt and ride you, fuck you until you see all the stars of the universe,” he gasped out. His fingers pushed a bit deeper and connected with his prostate, making him cry out and slam his hips back against his hand. Trowa moaned at Quatre’s dirty talk and his cock twitched as his angelic friend cried out in ecstasy. “Trowa… Oh Trowa, this feels so good,” Quatre groaned, hitting his prostate as much as he could and rubbing his aching cock against Trowa’s stomach to gain some friction. Judging himself to be ready he reluctantly pulled his fingers out and reached for his backpack. “Let me fetch the lubricant.” “Lubricant?” Trowa asked, surprised. “Since when do you carry lubricant with you?” “I always carry lubricant with me, Trowa,” Quatre said, digging inside his backpack and quickly finding what he was looking for. “Just in case I ever managed to get up the nerve to tell you I love you.” He flipped the cap open and squeezing some of the gel on his fingers, gently smeared it over Trowa’s burning erection. “And you see, now that I had the nerve to tell you...” he purred. “...Aren’t you glad I brought it?” “Very glad,” Trowa gasped, and he said that in all honesty. At first, when he'd felt that cock pressed into his ass, he was surprised, not to mention shocked. Quatre had always been a good friend, but he had never suspected anything about his sexual preferences or feelings for him, although Trowa himself had been burning with desire to ravish him. Never thought it would’ve been the other way around. He moaned as his blonde lover coated his cock and he pushed his hips up into the touch. Quatre was very skilled when it came to talking. He wondered if he was equally as good when it came to the practical. If the blow job he'd gotten just now was any indication of what was still come then he should consider himself to be a very lucky person. Quatre cheered and partied inwardly. He was so happy Trowa was letting him do this. That delicious boy, that long, thick, delectable cock just begged to be taken. Dear God, what was he still waiting for? He needed to feel that searing hardness buried inside of him; and he needed it now. He straddled Trowa again and slowly lowered himself until he felt the tip of Trowa’s cock pushing against his entrance. Knowing it would hurt if he didn’t relax, he forced himself to soothe his nerves. He felt the muscle parting and ever so carefully, he let his body swallow Trowa’s entire length, squeezing his eyes shut and trying to concentrate on the pleasure instead of the persistent spasm of pain. “Oh shit… Oh… Oh Trowa,” he panted and whimpered at the same time. Tears started beading at the corner of his eyes and vaguely he felt them falling down his cheeks. This was not what he had imagined. Trowa’s heart twitched with compassion as he saw pain and pleasure alternating on Quatre’s face, momentarily trying to ignore the pleasurable friction he felt at the head of his member. Were they tears in Quatre’s eyes? “Quatre, are you okay?” He gasped when he saw two crystal droplets tumbling down from those enchanting sapphire pools. “Quatre,” he choked, his voice getting lost in overwhelming emotion. Quatre panted slightly and leaned forward onto Trowa’s body for support. “Don’t worry, Trowa. I’m alright. Just give me a bit time to adjust okay?” As he relaxed more and more, so he could feel the pain ebbing away. Happy that he had finally dared to conquer that feared obstacle of the first pain, he smiled and raised himself again. Seeing Quatre smiling was all Trowa needed to be assured that his sweet angel was fine. Smiling back at the lovely creature on top of him he placed his hands on Quatre’s hips and assisted him in raising himself. Almost unexpectedly, Quatre thrust back hard, allowing gravity to take Trowa’s length deep inside his body. “Dear God, Quatre!” Trowa groaned as his cock was massaged like that. “You like that don’t ya?” Quatre smirked, clenching his muscles a few times. Another groan was his answer. “Do you want to come, Trowa?” “Yes. Yes, I want to come, Quatre,” Trowa whimpered submissively. “Do you need it? Need it badly?” Quatre teased. “Dammit Quatre, yes!” Trowa groaned, thrusting his hips in impatience. “God, you have driven me so crazy. I think I might explode if you keep it up like this.” “Then we’d better start moving, ne?” Quatre started a gentle rhythm and moaned as his inner walls were caressed. Shifting his hips he cried out as Trowa’s cock pushed against his pleasure spot and soon he quickened the pace, striving for his completion. The erotic noises Quatre was making and the divine expressions on his face turned Trowa on to the point where he wanted to turn them both over and pound that sweet body into the mattress, but Quatre had wanted it this way and he would not violate his will. The mere thought of ravishing and abusing that fragile and vulnerable boy was enough to ignite the fire in his groin though. That masochistic and sadistic streak he had hidden deep inside of him almost made him afraid of himself. It was something he would never dare to think of when he was sober, hell, it would be plain sickening. Only when he was in the throes of ecstasy, alone, or now with Quatre, the animalistic side of him surfaced and that particular fantasy played in front of his mind, and dammit, it made him fucking horny. Willing his hand to find Quatre’s cock, he stroked it urgently, squeezing his eyes shut, he felt his body tensing. Quatre pounded his hips ruthlessly, meeting each upward thrust from Trowa with a downward one of his own. This felt wonderful. He had never known coming could be so intense when you’re not doing it on your own, but actually with someone you love. Now he knew why Heero and Duo were at it every five seconds. This was addictive. “Trowa! Oh baby! I’m gonna cum! Nnn… I’m gonna… TROWA!!” he cried. His body went rigid and shuddered violently. Jets of liquefied fire squirted out of the tiny slit and covered Trowa’s hand and stomach. It took Trowa only a few more upward thrusts to find his own heaven and join his lover in this orgasmic mist. Sated and happy they slumped against each other and snuggled into each other’s arms. “Do you still don’t know what to say, Trowa?” Quatre asked, panting slightly. “Don’t ever leave me,” Trowa whispered, staring into the dark in breathless wonder. “So, did you see them?” “What?” “All the stars of the universe,” Quatre sniggered. “Oh yes, multicolored,” Trowa smiled. Chuckling, Quatre let Trowa’s flaccid cock slip out of him and gave him a kiss full of promises. ********** Now, where did that moan come from? Had he been moaning
in his sleep? Could be; still he’d had the impression that the
sound had been more distant. Heero groaned in annoyance as his arm was practically pulled out. “Duo, what is it?” “Hee-chan, I thought I heard someone moaning just now,” Duo said meekly. “Must’ve been your imagination. I didn’t hear anything. Go back to sleep,” Heero grumbled. “There, I heard it again!” Duo said, pricking up his ears and looking at Heero for any reaction. Heero frowned and listened intently. “Yeah, you’re right. I heard it too. But who…” “Quatre! Oh… Oh yesss!” Heero and Duo both looked at each other with eyes that promptly became the size of saucers. “No way!” Duo exclaimed. “Was that... Trowa?” Heero said, unbelieving Reaching for his boxers Duo quickly put them on and crawled to the exit. “Duo, what are you doing? Don’t tell me you’re going to…” “Oh yes, I am Hee-chan. I’m going over there. I have to know every filthy little detail.” “But Duo, you can’t just…” Heero said, stopping Duo by grabbing his ankle. “Don’t worry Hee-chan, I’m not actually going in there. Just gonna plaster my ear against their tent that’s all,” Duo reassured Heero, peering over his shoulder. “But Duo… Why?” Heero shrugged helplessly. “Hee-chan, they are the ones that followed us all the way here just to ruin our humping weekend. So if they can nag us, we can nag them too,” Duo explained. “Now, are you coming with me or are you gonna stay here for a date with your hand?” “Yeah, alright. I’m coming,” Heero sighed, putting on his boxers as well. “Okay Hee-chan, but keep it clean, will ya?” Duo grinned, giving his lover a saucy wink. “Keep it clean…? BAKA!! You really do have a one-track mind, don’t you?!” He pushed his koi outside and clamped a hand over Duo’s mouth to muffle those damn giggles. Holding their ears against the thin fabric of the tent, they both listened carefully. “Trowa… Oh Trowa, this feels so good.” “Let me fetch the lubricant.” On that, Duo’s attention and interest was really piqued. “Heero, did you hear that?” he whispered, his eyes glistening mischievously in the dark. “I heard that, Duo,” Heero whispered back, recognizing the look Duo was giving him and fully agreeing with it. “They have lubricant.” “We have got to get our hands on that.” “I’m going in,” Duo said, but was once again stopped by Heero. “Let’s just wait until they’re done, okay?” “That might be a good idea.” Duo frowned as he heard the whimpers coming from Quatre and clearly they weren’t whimpers of pleasure. “Seems like our little Q-boy has a bit of problem in there,” he murmured. “Must be his first time,” Heero whispered. “But he’ll get used to it.” “And how the hell would you know that, mister I-always-want-to-be-on-top?” Duo said, crossing his arms in front of his chest. “I swear Hee-chan, one of these days you are so going to be the Uke. I am sick of it. My ass is seriously starting to hurt, besides, I think it’s very selfish of you that you always have to be the Seme and I always have to be the Uke. I mean, is it that much to ask to…” “Alright, you can be on top sometimes,” Heero hissed, covering Duo’s mouth with his hand and effectively shutting him and his monologue up. “Now, keep it down, dammit. I don’t want to get caught eavesdropping!” “Heero, they’re humping. When you’re humping, you don’t hear anything, you don’t see anything, you only feel and enjoy,” Duo said simplistically. “Oh really? Who was the one who was complaining about a bird while he was getting his dick sucked?” “Hey, that was something different!” Duo defended himself. “I’m telling you, Hee-chan. That bird was watching my every move, as if he was imprinting it in his tiny little bird brain and wanted to use it to impress his lady bird friends.” “Duo, birds don’t even do it the same way we do it.” “Oh no? Then how do they do it?” “Does it matter?” “No, you’re right, it doesn’t. But the point is…” “Ssh!” Heero cut his sentence off. “What are you shushing me?” “Listen.” They both fell silent and listened as Quatre and Trowa’s screams increased and intensified. Duo felt his heart swelling. “Trowa! Oh baby! I’m gonna cum! Nnn… I’m gonna… TROWA!” Biting his lip, Duo promptly clenched his fists against his chest. “Oh Hee-chan, I’m so happy for them!” he peeped, emotion sweeping over him. “They have finally found each other. See. I knew it. Every time they were together, you could cut the sexual tension with a knife!” “Yeah, I’m happy for them too Duo, but I’m just thinking about something,” Heero said thoughtfully. “Wasn’t Wufei sleeping in there too?” “What… You mean… they would just do it with Wufei sleeping right next to them? That would make them even worse than us.” “I don’t know. Or… they have formed… a threesome… Maybe?” “Well… I didn’t hear Wufei.” “Then would he be so sound asleep that he just slept through it?” “Let’s just take a look, okay Hee-chan? It’s quiet, I think they’re asleep now.” “I’ll take the flashlight first.” “Okay.” Flashlight in hand, Heero reached to open the zipper of the tent, but found it was already open. Frowning, he gingerly peaked inside and let the faint light roam over the insides of the tent, Duo pushing his way past him to get inside. “Well, I’ll be damned. Wufei’s gone,” the braided boy said surprised. Without paying too much attention to Wufei's being missing, they resumed their search for the lubricant. “Now, where would they keep it?” Duo pondered, tapping his finger against his chin. “Check the backpacks,” Heero said, waving his hand in the direction of the bags. “Right.” They both turned the backpacks inside out, Heero shedding some light whenever necessary, but they couldn’t find what they were looking for. “Well?” Heero queried. “None in there,” Duo whispered, shaking his head. “I haven’t found anything either.” “Okay then, you take Trowa, I take Quatre,” Duo grinned. He rubbed his hands together and carefully sneaked his hand under the sheet. “Duo!” Heero hissed. “Do you have a better idea then? If it’s not in their backpacks then they must keep it with them.” “But you’ll wake them.” “No I won’t. Now go on. The sooner we have it, the sooner we can fuck. I mean, we are almost out of butter.” “Alright,” Heero grumbled, hesitantly sliding his hand under the sheet too and trying not to touch Trowa’s chest, or belly, or whatsoever. “I think I have something here,” Duo said as he felt something long and hard. He grabbed it and jumped when Quatre gave a scream in his sleep. “Shit!” he cursed. “Duo, you idiot!” Heero jerked his boyfriend’s hand and hastily escaped out of the tent. “I’m sorry, Hee-chan. I think little one must be dreaming about Trowa,” Duo said sheepishly. “Now what?” Heero said, sitting down on the grass and staring ahead lost in his thoughts. “Well, I brought a can of whipped cream. Maybe that can be useful,” Duo offered. “You brought whipped cream? Duo we’re camping here. When you go camping, you’re supposed to go and search for your food in the forest.” “But Heero, you know how much I like sweet stuff. And you know how much you like it when I’m on a sugar high,” Duo wheedled, gluing himself to Heero. “You ain’t gonna find any whipped cream in the forest.” He straightened again and offered Heero a hand to pull him upright. “So, whipped cream is good?” “Sounds fine to me,” Heero shrugged, accepting the hand. They crawled back into their tent, but were surprised to find someone lying on their mattress. “Well, look who we have here,” Duo said. “Our prodigal son,” Heero added. “Hey, let’s give him the scare of his life,” Duo smirked, his eyes shining with pure evil. “Duo, I don’t even want to start imagining what you mean by that.” “Oh, it will be fun Hee-chan. Just leave everything up to me,” he grinned maniacally. ********** Wufei woke up with the feeling of soft caresses over his chest and he sighed with contentment. Consciousness was only half seeping through in his brain and he didn’t really feel like waking up yet. The warmth he was nestled in felt good, the fingertips that kept on stroking him over his chest and the bodies that were pressed against either side of him felt comfortable. Hang on… Fingertips stroking over his chest? Bodies pressed against either side of him?! His eyes flew open and he wildly jerked his head from side to side. “What in the name of Nataku is going on here?!” he bellowed, his eyes demanding an explanation. “Ah Wufei, you’re awake, finally,” Duo smiled mellifluously. “Did we wear you out last night?” Duo had used his actual name. Something definitely wasn’t right here. “Wear me out? What do you mean?” he stammered, a muscle twisting at the corner of his mouth. “Don’t you remember Wufei? I wonder how come. Have you been drinking or something?” Duo leaned closer to Wufei’s face to offer a more thorough explanation. “We made love Wufei, you and I. I took you, I fucked you, and you were so, so submissive. God, it was wonderful. I can still feel your hot, tight channel around me.” All the blood had drained from Wufei’s face and he turned his head to Heero, assuming that Duo was playing a game and hoping, hell, praying that Heero would burst out in laughter and smack his baka boyfriend over he head. But Heero stared back at him with a dead serious expression. “Heero, please tell me he’s joking,” Wufei said. “Why would he be joking, Wufei? You two made love alright, and I’m tellin’ ya, it was quite the amazing view,” Heero murmured in a sultry voice. “Yeah Wufei, why don’t you join us? You would be a great lover,” Duo purred, and he kissed the dismayed Chinese full on the mouth. Struggling away from the kiss, Wufei hurried out of the tent, realizing too late that he was stark naked. “Wuffles,” he heard behind him. He turned around and looked straight into the smirking face of Duo, who offered him his boxers. Duo chuckled as the pair of boxers was snatched from his hand and shaking his head, he returned to the warmth of the sheets and his lover. “Duo?” “Yes, Hee-chan?” “Were you joking about Wufei joining us?” “Would it be a bad thing if I wasn’t?” Duo tried. “Hmm… no.” “Okay.” Muttering a series of obscenities under his breath Wufei hastily put on his boxers and strode back to his own tent. As he crawled inside, he was met by sunny blue eyes and a particularly happy pair of green eyes. “I think we have found the perfect way to pay them back,” Quatre smiled. ~ oOo ~ |
