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"I wish I were you "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, Lime, Lemon, Yaoi, and all that
jazz ;p Pairings:1x2, 5x6, 2x4, 3x4 Summary: Everyone always sees Heero and Duo as the perfect couple. But what if Duo finds out that Heero’s extremely possessive and jealous? And what if Heero finds out that Duo has a not so secret admirer? Author’s note: This thing has taken me more than five years of my life, excluding the beta-reading, so I hope it will make you laugh and cry, it will make you hard or wet or horny or whatever, In short, I hope you’ll like it! :D Thanks to Lathroniel for the beta-reading.
"I Wish I Were You" 15. Quarrel. Big quarrel Quatre felt his naked back pressed hard against Duo’s chest, also naked. The sweat on their bodies made their skin sleek, and Quatre could smell the scents of their bodies mingle. Duo’s arms were around him. The fingers of his one hand were happily pinching away at Quatre’s right nipple, the other one was slowly driving his cock and Quatre with it to insanity. “Move, baby. Move your hips for me.” Duo ordered. His breath was a hot caress over Quatre’s ear. He rocked his hips and felt his ass being impaled on Duo’s erect and steel-hard dick. It felt good. “Again, Q-babe.” Quatre did it again, moaning with pleasure. “Again, again!” He did it again. And again, and kept going. He closed his eyes and pressed his head against the strong shoulder behind him. He didn’t see Heero approaching. “My love,” Duo said. “Yes Duo?” Quatre moaned. “What do you want me to do now?” “Heero, my love.” “What?!” Quatre’s eyes flew open and he looked at Heero, acting like the perfect deer caught in the headlights. “Oh no! Shit!” Quatre spluttered. He started to scramble upright, but Duo pushed him back down. Back onto his cock. “Don’t be afraid, Quatre sweetie. He won’t kill you, you know,” he purred. Duo’s voice poured in Quatre’s ears like melted honey, making him all mellow. “You say that,” he whimpered, honestly terrified. “I know that.” Duo exchanged a wicked glance with his lover and smiled as he knelt down between Quatre’s knees. “Just close your eyes and let it happen,” he murmured, laying the hand that was previously on Quatre’s cock over his eyes. “Let-let what happen?” Quatre panicked, struggling to get away and shaking his head to see what was happening. “Heero, please, don’t hurt me! I’m… I’m afraid! Duo!” Finally managing to shake Duo’s hand away from his eyes, he was just in time to see Heero’s mouth enveloping the head of his cock. “Oh! Oh god!” Quatre cried, thrusting his hips up in Heero’s mouth. The movement made him aware of Duo’s cock that was still firmly ensconced in his tight ass. “Do you like that, Quatre? My cock buried in your little ass while Heero’s sucking yours?” Duo murmured, licking up the shell of an ear. “Uhu-ah… Ugn,” were the only sounds Quatre managed to produce at the moment. Duo grinned, lowering his gaze to where Heero was now taking Quatre to the root. Beautiful. Quatre screamed, pressing his full weight against Duo’s upper body. His eyes were squeezed shut and he felt little rivulets of sweat trickling down his temples. When he felt Duo gently pushing his cock up, so he was encouraged to move. He slowly started to rock his hips, into Heero’s mouth and back on Duo’s cock. The double pleasure made him pant and moan, shamelessly loud, and he picked up the pace, holding on to Heero’s head to keep him in place. It was simply fantastic, incredible, extremely erotic… Quatre couldn’t think of a word that would be good enough, nor did he have any brains left to give it any thought. And then he heard Heero talking. He looked down, reluctantly though. He was still sucking his cock. “Duo!” It was his voice again, and it sounded angry. But it couldn’t, he had his mouth full. “Duo?!” What was happening here? Heero’s lips hadn’t moved at all and were still very busy at sucking. “DUO!!”
Quatre awoke to the sound of voices yelling downstairs. “Duo! Where the hell are you going?! Don’t you dare walking out on me!” That sounded like a fight, a fight between Heero and Duo. He felt like he should go downstairs and witness for himself the working out of his plan. But man, that had been one fine dream. Strange too. He had never seen Heero in his dreams, and definitely not while he was sucking his cock. It had left him pretty uncomfortable in his pyjama bottoms. He lay on his belly, and as he shifted, his cock brushed against the mattress. “Oh…” he moaned. “Need to… jerk off first… Fight can wait…” He turned around and, pulling the covers away, pulled his pants and boxers over his hips to let his cock say a good morning to the cool air. He reached down and, curling his fingers around his shaft, moved his hand up and down. He closed his eyes and in his head he saw his dream replaying. It felt good. The hand on his cock disappeared and it was now Heero’s mouth he imagined there. “Ah… Heero…” he panted, bucking his hips faster. Sucking his fingers, he wriggled his other hand as far as he could behind his balls, between his cheeks. He pushed a finger in when he’d found his entrance, gasping at the intrusion. There, now that was Duo’s cock fucking his ass. “Yesss…” he hissed through clenched teeth. “Harder, Duo…”
Duo slammed the door behind him as he strode out of the kitchen. So much for breakfast. The reproaches his boyfriend threw to his head were unfounded and he knew it, and he would prove it too! “Duo, come back!” Heero yelled, jerking the door back open and following his lover up the stairs. The boy was fuming with anger and probably left burn prints where he went. “Duo, are you listening to me?! I said come back! Duo!”
Quatre had lost the pants and boxers. They were terribly in the way for the acrobatics he was doing. “Ahnn… Deeper!” The cries fell from his lips like the tears that fell from his eyes. His ass felt still very sore, but he wanted to feel his prostate again, just like last night. When he’d found it, he yelped with pleasure and surprise. His body jerked and his hips flew up in the hand that was pleasuring his cock. “Uuggn! That’s good, Duo… Heero, suck – ah! – suck it, baby! Suck it harder!” he encouraged his imaginary playthings. And very lovely playthings they were.
Duo swivelled around at the top of the stairs, boring into his lover with fierce eyes. “What you are accusing me of is wrong, and I’m gonna prove it to you,” he growled. He stomped over to Quatre’s room and jerked the door open just when Quatre’s cock started to twitch in his hand, and he braced his feet against the mattress. “QUATRE!!” Duo bellowed, blinded with his anger. ”Oh my God...” He covered his mouth with his hand as he saw what kind of morning exercises the little blonde was doing. ”What? What is it?” Heero said, pushing his lover aside. “Oh my GOD! Duo, don’t look!” He quickly pushed both hands in front of Duo’s eyes, effectively obscuring Duo’s vision. Much to Duo’s dislike. ”Why can’t I look, Heero? You’re looking too!” Duo protested, jerking Heero’s hands away.
Quatre was aware of the door opening at the right of him and Heero and Duo storming inside like two roaring bulls that had seen a red flag, but he couldn’t stop now. He felt his seed already racing through his cock and erupting over his thigh and lower abs. The name of both of them lay burning on his lips. Just in time, he found a little fragment of common sense still floating around in his head that told him that screaming their names now would probably have the same effect of… Well, a roaring bull seeing a red flag wouldn’t even have come close. He settled for a soul-shattering scream instead.
Heero and Duo watched with perverted curiosity how Quatre’s back arched as his orgasm tore through him and thick gushes of cum burst from his cock. Finally realizing that they were gaping at the boy like he was the latest issue of playgirl, they slammed the door shut and leaned their back against it. “Wow,” Duo breathed. He remembered how it had looked last night. It looked so much better when it was erect. “Did-did-did you see the size of that?” Heero stuttered. Duo cocked his head and placed his hands on his hips. ”Complaints, Yuy?” Uh-oh, last name terms. “No, not at all!” Heero said quickly. “I’m just saying. You wouldn’t think that…” “Oh, come on now, Yuy. I saw you looking at it,” Duo growled, narrowing his eyes. “Bet when you go back in there, you’d slip over your drool.” “That is not true, Duo!” Oh, how easily the tables could be turned. “Yes, it is!” “Well, it was pretty fucking impossible not to look at it! Besides, you seemed to be pretty interested yourself too, the way you were trying to pull my hands away! Haven’t you seen enough of him last night?!” And turned back again. Duo’s eyes were angry little slits now. “You take that back, Yuy!” And they were off for round no. two!
Quatre’s limbs were trembling. His orgasm had been pretty intense. In fact, he didn’t think he’d ever screamed so loud while masturbating. He thought he heard voices again, right outside his door. He wasn’t sure, though. His heavy breathing and his little moans of satisfaction, and the though that he had just climaxed right in front of the eyes of the person who’d caused his orgasm in the first place, blocked all the rest out of his system. Duo had seen him coming. He had seen his cum spurting over his flushed skin, he had seen him spasming in pleasure while he was lying there with his mouth open wide enough to stick his fist in it, with his fingers deep in his ass. And Quatre had found that unbelievably thrilling. It must’ve been at that point that he started to realize that there was something seriously wrong with him. Duo had caught him in his most private of occupations and he had found it thrilling. Well, screw that, he didn’t give a fuck about it! His heart held the majority over his nagging mind and it was to his heart that he would listen. It was definitely yelling now that he heard outside his door. And he could clearly understand it. And he could hear a little voice at the back of his head squealing that he didn’t like what he was hearing. They were arguing about the wrong thing! “Admit it, Duo! You have slept with Quatre last night!” No no no, not good at all! Possessiveness, jealousy, that’s what they needed to shout about! “Would you two stop it already?!” That was Wufei. Pretty pissed off at the sound of it, too. “People are trying to sleep here!” Then he heard some mumbling, half-hearted apologies maybe, something about a hangover, Duo sniggering. A door slammed shut at the far end of the hall and the mumbling descended down the stairs together with mockingly loud footsteps. Sighing, Quatre reached in the top drawer of his nightstand for a tissue and wiped his thigh and belly clean. It was time to go downstairs and rectify a few things. ~*~ Quatre didn’t know where he had assembled the courage to face them. He had to admit that he admired Duo and Heero for that, to go screwing around the house and still being able to look someone in the eye with a straight face. But okay, there he stood in the doorway of the kitchen, and looking out over a – he must say – remarkably peaceful landscape; though a bit chaotic. Cereals were littered over a good part of the table and he thought he could hear some of them scrunching under his feet too. Egg yolk was steadily dripping down the wall towards the broken shells that lay there waiting on the ground. A few French toasts were black and smouldering in a far too greasy pan. The ones that had miraculously turned out somewhat edible, had one way or another also ended up on the floor. But peaceful, or quiet at least. Duo and Heero had gone from outrageous yells to mutual silence, though their faces still announced hurricanes. While they were munching away on the overly abused cereals, Quatre could still see the acid looks they threw to each other every now and then. They were naked, except for their boxers, and he found it particularly hard not to stare. He gingerly shuffled further, too embarrassed to just walk in there and pretend like nothing had happened. Damn those two! Couldn’t even do what he wanted in his own house with them around! “Y-you guys?” Quatre said weakly, shuffling some more until he was in front of the kitchen table. “I’m sorry about what happened just now.” Duo’s head snapped up, and overdone smile on his face. “It’s okay, Quat. It was your room after all and we had no right to just burst in there like that.” Then his face twisted in a grin, cunningly almost. “We should’ve knocked first, right?” Quatre could hear the mockery in that. Had they or hadn’t they knocked, he was already too far-gone to stop himself from coming – quite spectacularly – and Duo knew that. “Right,” he laughed, pretty stupidly. “Now what was it you needed me for so urgently?” Heero smacked his spoon down on the table and jolted up from his chair. “Quatre, did you sleep with Duo last night?” Ah, the fury was back, with twitching eye and setting jaw and everything. Duo rolled his eyes and sighed. No beating around the bushes, Heero Yuy at his best, he thought, shaking his head. Quatre raised his hand to his chest in horror. Feigned of course, though he folded his features into the best of astounding he could establish. “Heero, why would I do that?” he asked. “Yuy here claims to have smelt the scent of someone else on me. You,” Duo answered in Heero’s place. Quatre let his mouth fall open in a perfect mockery of indignation. “Why, I’m shocked you would think such a thing about me, Heero, let alone your own boyfriend. Don’t you trust him then?” He just knew that Heero was seeing right through him. That’s just how annoyingly perceptive that boy was. But a few threatening eyes weren’t about to scare Quatre. “Yes, I do.” Hardly sounding convincing. “But there were quite a few things that didn’t fit into place, Quatre.” He raised his hand and started counting off the facts on his fingers. “One. Duo was lying half naked on our bed.” “I told you, I wanted to…” “Two!” Heero barked on. “You were limping when you left the room.” “I had bumped my…” “And don’t tell me you had bumped your shoulder, you were reaching for your ass!” Silence. And two fiery red cheeks on Quatre’s face. “I’m waiting for an explanation, Quatre!” Heero’s eyes were relentlessly piercing into Quatre. He would not let himself be fooled. Quatre’s eyes flickered to Duo, desperate for some form of help. And he got it. “Um… Heero,” Duo ventured carefully. Big mouth as he was, when his boyfriend was like this, he was cautious as every other person. “What is it, Duo?!” Heero bit. Duo winced at the volume and harshness of Heero’s words. “I think it’s not really our business what Quatre does with his ass in his private time. I mean, he might be using toys every now and then, and that doesn’t concern us.” “It does when he considers your cock as one of those toys, Duo!” “Heero, you’re being unreasonable here!” And back to the yelling. Quatre decided to join in this time, due to a very unexpected upsurge of adrenaline. “Heero, you are not the only one who is authorized to use toys, you know. As it happens to be, I, yes I, timid little Quatre, have a few toys of my own, and I frequently use them. Now I can imagine that you’re not tended to think of me with a toy shoved up my ass, but it’s not like you and your boyfriend have the exclusive right on the use of toys.” To his own horror, he realized that he had grabbed Heero’s arm, and Heero didn’t seem all too pleased with that. Let go! Let go of the arm! his mind shrieked. Quatre ignored his mind, something that was becoming a rather stubborn habit nowadays, and he just squeezed harder. He was lying about the toys, of course, and prayed that Heero wouldn’t ask to see them, as a proof. Most of them were completely alien to him, let alone that he would ever have used one. Except for the one toy Duo had lent him of course. “Then why did you need all the sex education, huh Quatre, when you seem to be so apt at using toys. That, by the way, is another thing I’m not very happy with,” Heero hissed. “Heero, you said it was okay for me to help him!” Duo valiantly threw in between again. “That was just the point, Heero,” Quatre hissed back, ignoring Duo – though he was very grateful for his support. “I was eager to use them, but didn’t have a clue what I had to do not to hurt myself too much. Of course, I was too embarrassed to tell that, so I just said that I wanted to be ready for when the time comes when I have my own boyfriend. Which is also true. And since yesterday was in fact the first time I had used a dildo, I wasn’t quite used to the act and the feeling yet. I must’ve been too quick or something and somehow still ended up hurting myself. And that, Heero, that is why I was limping. And that is the truth, whether you want to believe it or not.” Quatre was thankful to whoever it was he had inherited his manipulative skills from, to stand there lying like that without flinching a muscle. Quatre let go of Heero’s arm again. He liked the impressed look on Heero’s face and just a hint of the admission that he might’ve been wrong. Duo was just gaping at him like a fool, probably trying to formulate some witty answer. He smirked and glared back at him with eyes that said: “What? You wanted me to stand my ground, didn’t you? Well, I’m standing my ground.” At last Heero cleared his throat. “I see,” he said discreetly. “But that still doesn’t explain how your scent got on him. Can you explain that too then?” Duo grunted and went to make some coffee. “You’re a blood hound Heero, really,” he grumbled. “Can you, Quatre?” Heero persisted, not planning on conceding an inch before he got a decent and plausible explanation. “As the matter of fact, I can,” Quatre said. Heero frowned. “You do?” He looked surprised, caught off guard even, and Quatre allowed himself a secretive tap on the shoulder. “Duo gave me another round of sex education last night.” Quatre could see Heero’s eyes narrowing jealously, but he continued nevertheless. “I got a little too excited however, so he let me alone in his room.” “You jerked off in my bed?!” Heero snarled. “Our bed, Heero,” Duo peeped from over at the coffee machine. “Shut up, Duo!” “Yes, I did,” Quatre continued. “I’m sorry. But don’t worry, we changed the sheets. Duo took the dirty ones away and I laid on fresh ones. Most probably, the wet spot of my semen must’ve touched his stomach or something and that way my scent has gotten on him.” Duo had managed to get the coffee machine working and joined the arguing couple again. Something he soon regretted. Heero turned to his boyfriend with increasing annoyance. “Duo, you’re not gonna tell me you were naked?” Duo glared right back at him, also pretty annoyed. He didn’t like it when Heero was like this, and he was happy it didn’t come to an outburst like this very often. He liked him more when he was all cuddly, and horny and eager to be taken right there on that kitchen table. Like a few days ago. “I was not naked, Heero,” he sighed. “I had just bumped my shoulder and had taken my shirt off to take a look at it. After that I put it back on, but left it open.” “Is it true what Quatre says?” “Dunno,” Duo shrugged. “Might be, I was pretty drunk last night.” Again. “But you do remember bumping your shoulder?” “Of course I do. It still hurts.” “How did you bump your shoulder?” Okay, enough. Duo’s patience had lasted a fairly long time, but he was out of any now. “Just clumsiness, okay?!” he shouted. “God damn, do you need a reason for every little thing?!” “Clumsiness?! Duo, you were trained not to be clumsy!” “Well, my training involved stealthy creeps and crouching along corridors and placing explosives and getting the hell out of there as fast as humanly possible, but it didn’t involve beds and bed sheets getting tangled around my feet! I just fell, okay! Shit happens, Yuy, face it!” Quatre took this as a cue for his ‘rectification’. He knew he was risking his life – well, maybe not his life – but still his health to come between those two arguing, but the opportunity was offering itself just a bit too brilliantly too let it pass. “Heero,” he said with all the courage he could possibly find in his sorry little being. He was not afraid of Heero, he told himself, yet when Heero looked at him, he had to fight the urge to run for safety. “What?” Heero spat, kind of viciously. That tone had always made people recoil quite successfully in the past. Not this time though. He was mildly astounded that it had missed its effect this time. “I think Duo’s right. You’re making too big a deal of this. Don’t you see that it’s all just some unfortunate coincidence? You need to get rid of this jealousy and possessiveness, Heero.” Quatre laughed inwardly. Jealousy and possessiveness, weren’t they the two keywords in his destructive plan?! “Why isn’t just his word enough for you? Why don’t you trust him, Heero? He doesn’t deserve to be treated like this.” “Yeah,” Duo nodded in agreement. “Thanks, Q-man. You hear that, Heero? You see I’m not the only one who says you’re too jealous and possessive. Just stop being so suspicious.” He definitely felt very uncomfortable when Heero’s eye started twitching ominously again. Heero was a cool guy, not one to let his rage easily get the better of him. Not when they were on missions at the time, that is. When it came to his relationship with Duo, on the other hand… “So stop giving me reasons to be suspicious,” he growled. “Oh, I’m giving you reasons to be suspicious?! You’re just making a mountain out of a mole hill!” “I’m not making a mountain out of a mole hill, Duo! I’m just stating the facts and drawing my conclusions from them. I come home, find you half naked in our bedroom, smell cum on you that’s not mine and not yours. The only other person in the house is Quatre. So if you ask me, it’s only normal that I have my doubts.” Quatre just stood and watched the drama unfold. He was satisfied in a very sick and twisted kind of way. But he was too caught up in his momentary cloud of victory to recognize any of it. Happy about his work, he turned and went to get dressed. “But Heero,” Duo purred. “Quatre’s right, it all was a stupid coincidence. So you don’t need to have doubts anymore now, okay?” He slithered an arm around Heero’s waist and was relieved not to find any resistance. “But Duo…” “Let it go, Heero. We came here on this holiday to relax, not to fight. Now, gimme a kiss.” Sighing, Heero gave Duo his kiss. “You’re probably right. I must be seeing things that aren’t there. But just tell me one thing, Duo.” “What?” Duo murmured absentmindedly, Heero’s jaw and neck demanding most of his attention. “What would you have done in my place?” Duo pulled back and blinked a few times. He had to admit, that was a good question. Then he smiled. “Probably the same thing,” he sighed. “Though I think I would’ve reacted quite a bit less vehement.” “What? Like, you would’ve reacted calm?” Heero asked, arching an eyebrow. “Duo, you and calm are no match. You’re the most exuberant person I’ve ever come across with and you know that.” “Yes, but there’s a difference between exuberance and vehemence, Heero. You have to admit that you were pretty aggressive just now. Take it with a grain of salt, Quatre can’t help it that I was so hammered last night.” Heero frowned. A grain of salt? A goddamn entire pack of salt! “Now, repeat after me,” Duo sniggered, wrapping his arms around Heero, more precisely his butt. “I love you, Duo Maxwell.” Heero smiled and placed a soft kiss on Duo’s nose. That boy could really bring out the indulgence in him. “I love you, Duo Maxwell.” “And I won’t be jealous anymore when you give Quatre sex education.” Not without a slightly exasperated sigh this time. “And I won’t be jealous anymore when you give Quatre sex education.” “Just trust me, okay?” “Okay.” Duo grinned in satisfaction. “Are we good now?” he wheedled. Heero nodded. “Hn.” “Wanna make up now?” The hands on Heero’s butt squeezed a bit and the grin on Duo’s lips grew wider when he felt the knees of his pretty lover buckle. “Yeah,” Heero growled huskily. “Backyard, that okay? No-one’s there yet.” “Hn. I’ll go get the lube.” He pulled away and quickly went to fetch the lube. Duo trotted behind him, already tugging his boxers down a bit. “Don’t be too long, Heero! I’ll be waiting for you, naked, hard and wet!” He chuckled at the moan that came from up the stairs. To be continued… Chapter 16 |
