"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"

25. A good talk

Duo fluffed up his pillow and lay down. He was glad that the others had decided to go to bed so soon. It was only 10.30. Yawning soundly, he pulled the blanket over him and switched off the little light on the table next to the couch. As his eyes got used to the dark, he could vaguely see the furniture again. He traced the outline of the coffee table with his eyes. A soft ray of moonlight reflected in the glass table top. Suddenly the pale reflection was disturbed by a quick shadow. He gasped. With a start, he realized that he had left the door to the lounge open. He probably wouldn’t hear anyone coming in.

His breathing slowed and he gingerly tried to look around the room. “Is anyone there?” he said with a shaky voice.

“Sshh…” he heard. It sounded strangely reassuring. “It’s only me.”

Switching the light back on, he sat up entirely. “Heero? Dammit man, you scared the hell out of me! Why’d you go sneaking around like that?”

Heero moved confidently closer to him. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t sure if you were already asleep. And I wanted to make sure we were alone.”

Duo stared at him, quite stupidly. “What are you doing here? Are these nightly encounters gonna become a daily thing?”

Heero was standing in front of him now, again dressed in only his boxers. Duo found that his expression was a lot softer than the night before when they’d talked in the kitchen. “We need to talk,” he said. “Can I sit next to you?”

“Yeah, of course,” Duo said, moving over. He thought that Heero would go sit at the other side of the couch, but to his surprise, he sat right next to him. He could feel his warmth. A frisson ran through him as their knees touched.

Heero inhaled deeply through his nose. “You’re wearing that perfume again,” he murmured.

Duo flushed. Heero’s tone was almost husky. “Yes. It smells nice.”

“But this isn’t a special occasion.”

“It reminds me of you.”

Heero smiled. It puzzled Duo, but he also felt a spark of hope. Heero’s face definitely looked a lot friendlier than the night before. He longed to touch him. His fingers twitched. He tried to constrain them but he couldn’t, and his hands flew out to stroke at Heero’s arm. “God, Heero… These nights without you have been driving me mad.”

Heero bit back a moan. Duo’s breath brushed hotly against his cheek. He opened his mouth to speak, but Duo beat him to it.

“But at the other hand… I’ve had a lot of time to reflect.”

Heero nodded. “Me too. I’ve doubted for a long time whether I should forgive you.”

Duo gasped. ‘Forgive’, that was the only word he needed to hear from Heero. “And…?” The word seemed to come from far away in his throat.

Heero looked up at Duo, and there was no mistaking the desire in his eyes. He took Duo’s hands in his. “I know you’re promiscuous. I cannot tame that in you.” His voice was more ardent than before. “But this was Quatre, you know. You took it a step too far.” Heero’s heart bled when he saw Duo’s face melting into disappointment. “Even though, I know you regret it. And I’m glad you knew to stop just in time.”

Duo looked up sharply. “What?” His heartbeat sped up, and his breathing became uncontrolled when Heero pressed closer to him.

“I feel lonely without you,” Heero purred.

“What?” Duo said again. His voice was slightly high-pitched now. He realized it must’ve sounded rather comical. Not that he really cared. He was still in disbelief that Heero had actually purred just now.

“You’re an idiot, but you’re also a fantastic lover.” His face was a confusing mixture of reproach and… passion. His eyes twinkled strangely. The hands that were holding Duo’s suddenly dropped to his thighs, and Duo all but squealed. “You’re a package of all kinds of things, and sometimes you do things that make me angry, but other times you do things that make me feel so good.”

Duo wondered why Heero’s bottom lip was quivering like that.

“What you did now has made me… furious. But… I talked to some people, our friends. I even went to see Relena today.”

Duo drew his eyes away from Heero’s bottom lip – his delicious, soft bottom lip – and blinked. “Relena?”

“Yes. Because she’s more objective in all this. When I talked to her at the party, she really seemed to have taken peace with it. With us. And they all say the same thing. ‘Duo has made a mistake, but it would be foolish to let it ruin what you have.’ And I agree with them. Coz Duo…” he moved his face closer to Duo’s, so he could smell his sweet breath, and inhaled deeply. “One day, I want to become your husband too.”

Duo’s mouth fell open. “Heero, are you saying that…”

“I forgive you, Duo. I want to give you another chance.”

Duo uttered a cry of pure joy and threw his arms around Heero. “Thank you! Oh, thank you. Thank you…” he breathed in his ear.

Heero pushed him away, but only so he could kiss him. He touched at his face, touched at the warm tears on his cheeks. “I love you, Duo,” he whispered. “God, I love you so much.”

“I love you too,” Duo sobbed. They kissed again, hungrily, and Duo slipped his hand under the waistband of Heero’s boxers.

Heero suddenly pushed him away and stood up. “Duo, wait…”

Duo tried to follow him with his mouth when he pulled away, and looked at him, bewildered. “What?” Had he been played? Was Heero playing a cruel joke on him? Like he himself had done to Quatre? He saw how Heero reached out his hand and stupidly stared up at him.

“Let’s go to bed.”

Duo gave a sigh of relieve. He took his hand and let himself be pulled up by Heero. “Yes,” he smiled, and kissing and groping, they stumbled up the stairs.

Duo swore and laughed at the same time when he bumped against the bedside cabinet. Heero in vain tried to shush him, but he wondered if he’d still be shushing him when he was plunging into him in a few minutes. The undressing didn’t take long, as they were both clad in just their boxers.

Duo let himself fall backwards on the bed, his legs open. Heero followed right behind him, enjoying the warmth of Duo’s skin against his own. He savagely pushed his groin against Duo’s crotch and laughed in a very animal-like way when Duo groaned. He licked up Duo’s jaw and pushed again.

Duo hissed through clenched teeth. The smell of Heero’s sweat drove him wild. He squeezed at Heero’s butt cheeks, feeling the muscles under the smooth skin. His cock felt very hard against Heero’s, and he rubbed them together.

“Hmm, Duo…” Heero murmured, sucking on the skin of Duo’s neck.

“Fuck me, Heero…” Duo panted. “Dear god, fuck me…” Then he felt his feet rising up in the air, and suddenly Heero’s tongue was very active at his butthole, making him groan in a most unusual way. He never realised how much, in only a few nights, he’d come to miss that touch from Heero. Any touch from Heero. His skin was alive with passion, and he wiggled like a defenceless little boy under the onslaught of Heero’s wet tongue. He felt under the pillow. The tube of lube had never left its familiar place. “Do it… do it now!” he sobbed, tossing the tube to Heero.

Heero grinned while he was licking up Duo’s hole. The boy sounded like he was attempting to sing some church ritual unknown to mankind, well, apart from the ‘do it now’, of course. When he noticed the lube next to him, he quickly spread the cool gel over his cock and pressed against Duo’s entrance. He pushed in, and delighted in the way Duo’s body arched up while he did. A single, long moan was dragged out of his lover’s throat.

And then there was the banging on the wall. Heero had wondered when it would come. But the words that followed were not the frustrated complaints he had expected to hear.

“Way to go, you guys! We’re happy for you!” Wufei yelled from the other side of the wall.

Their eyes connected and they smiled at each other. “Thanks, Wufei!” Heero yelled back.

“Just don’t go at it all night, okay? We still wanna get some sleep!” Zechs added soberly.

“Oh chill, Zechs! You can sleep in tomorrow!” Duo snapped playfully.

They laughed, and with a greedy thrust, Heero let the rhythm continue.

~*~

The first thing Duo saw when he woke up in the morning was, oddly enough, Heero’s cock. He blinked a few times and sleepily lifted his head. Seemed like they were lying head to toe. He couldn’t recall falling asleep in that position. His eyes trailed further to the stains on the bed sheet next to Heero’s half hard cock. Oh… that’s right.

“Hey…”

Duo’s breath caught. The voice sounded like thick chocolate melting all over him. Biting his lip with a kindling desire, he slowly turned his head towards his lover.

“Why don’t you crawl on over here?” Heero grinned while Duo scrambled around and nestled himself next to him.

“How long have you been up?”

“A while. You were just so adorable lying like that. Besides, I loved your breath on my cock.”

Duo playfully nudged him. “Idiot… What’s the time?”

“Eight… something.”

Duo yawned, loudly. “That’s the earliest I’ve ever voluntarily woken up.” His grin turned into a scowl. “Heero, tell me something.”

“Yes?”

“You didn’t take me back just for sex, right?”

Heero sighed, but smiling. “I can understand why you would think that.” His cock tingled with pleasant memories of the night before.

Duo shrugged. “I don’t know. It just seems a bit too easy. I keep on having the feeling there must be a catch somewhere.”

“I see,” Heero nodded. “Listen, Duo, I still have my doubts. It’s gonna take a long time before I’ll be able to trust you again. Maybe it wasn’t the smartest thing to do to give you another chance. But one thing’s for sure.” He cupped Duo’s jaw and kissed him gently on the lips. “I’ll never forget the look on your face when I told you.” He smiled when Duo shyly cast his eyes down. He’d never thought he would live to see that. “What you’ve done is awful. But just because of that, I don’t want to miss out on spending the rest of my life with you.” He traced with his finger over the lovebite on Duo’s neck he had left there the night before and pushed his head back up. “Look how much I’ve loosened up since I met you. I never would’ve gotten this way without you.”

“Yeah, I screwed you up, alright,” Duo grinned.

“No Duo, listen to me, this is important. You have taught me so much that matters. You taught me how to kiss. You taught me how to make love, properly, the way it’s supposed to. You taught me how to love.”

For once in his life, Duo had no lewd comment.

Heero laughed suddenly. “Do you remember, in the beginning? I wouldn’t even let you touch my Gundam.”

Duo smiled at the memory that seemed so long ago now. “Yeah, you’re right. And now look,” he grinned.

“Just promise me you won’t do it again.” Heero yelped when Duo suddenly straddled him and most convincingly shoved his tongue down his throat. When they parted for air, he was panting and his vision was slightly blurred.

“I promise,” Duo grinned.

Heero nodded in a rather comical way. “I believe you,” he breathed.

“Oh Heero, by the way…”

“Yeah?”

Duo leaned closer, making his mouth level with Heero’s ear. “It was a real pleasure to teach you how to fuck,” he murmured, chuckling as Heero shivered. He thought he could almost feel the heat of Heero’s blush.

“Hey Heero.”

“Hmm?”

“Does that mean we’re engaged now?”

Heero’s eyes grew wide. “Yeah… I suppose so.”

“Feels kinda weird, doesn’t it?”

Heero nodded slowly. “Yeah… But in a good way.”

Warm fingers traced over Duo’s hips, and he sighed with pleasure. “A very good way.”

They looked at each other and smiled with a deep affection, each of them caught up in thoughts of how good the future looked for them.

Then Heero pushed Duo back off him just as suddenly as Duo had straddled him, which made Duo yelp in turn. He laughed as he rolled on top of his lover, gently kissing the tip of his nose. “Let’s take a shower, okay?”

“A shower? Together?” Duo’s drawl had a very suspicious undertone in it.

“Okay. But just showering,” Heero quickly added when he saw the hungry leer in Duo’s eyes.

“Why?”

“Duo, we still need to do something else than fucking!”

Duo blinked a few times. “Why?”

“Duo, shut up.”

“That’s not an answer, Heero. Why?”

“Because my ass still hurts from last night. Did you really need to put your dick inside of me in the middle of the night?”

“You liked it.”

“I was sleeping.”

“Yeah, but then you woke up and you liked it.”

Heero sighed. “Remind me again why I took you back?”

“Because with me, your day is animated from the moment you wake up.”

“Till the moment I go to sleep.”

“See? We complement each other perfectly!”

“Yeah yeah. Now get your ass into that bathroom.”

They showered with care. Great care. Heero had given in to the temptation of Duo’s ass after all.

There was a slightly hostile scuffle with some brushes when Duo’s semi-exploded hair was the subject of Heero’s mirth, but everything soon settled down again. After the heavy task of brushing and rebraiding Duo’s hair, it was only a matter of time before someone would bring up the topic neither of them was very keen to talk about. It was Heero who broached the subject.

“What about Quatre?” He saw the tensing of Duo’s shoulders and the quick flicker of his eyes.

“Guess I’ll have to go talk to him,” Duo sighed, slipping in a fresh pair of pants.

“Do you have to? He’ll find out eventually, when he sees us together.”

“I have to make it clear to him that things can never happen between us.”

Heero’s skin still glistened beautifully from his shower. “Would you prefer if I didn’t go?” Duo said.

Heero shrugged. “I don’t know. You have to understand if I’m a bit worried that he might start… doing stuff again.”

Duo smiled reassuringly. “Come here,” he said, and wrapped his arms around Heero. “Maybe he will. But I assure you, nothing will happen.”

Heero looked up at him, then looked down again. “Remember at the beginning of this week? When you told me you were gonna give him sex education? You promised me that you wouldn’t end up having sex with him. And still you did!”

“God, you know… It was the circumstances. Us having a fight, Quatre playing his cute and innocent cards again. I know I can’t justify it, but… I won’t make the same mistake again.” He nuzzled Heero’s neck and squeezed his towel-covered ass. “You know… Sometimes I get so turned on just by watching you move. You’re the only one who can do that to me.” He bit his lip and sneaked his hands under the towel. “I can still taste the salt of your skin. The creaminess of your cum.” He heard Heero giving a faint, love-drunk moan and smiled with amusement. Such a lovely sound. “I’ve made my decision. And he’s just gonna have to accept it.” He kissed him, just a gentle, intimate touching of lips. “And you know what? The idea of us getting married… I think that’s more exciting than anything else.”

Heero searched for Duo’s eyes, and he found sincerity there. “How come you’re always so good with words?”

“Because I’m a natural born kissass.”

“And you’re damn good at that,” Heero grinned.

“I sure am.” It was with great reluctance that he peeled himself away from Heero and went back to the bedroom to get further dressed. “If I’m not back in 20 minutes, come save me, okay?”

Heero’s laughter followed him out into the hallway, and he was surprised to find his legs a bit shaky when he stood in front of Quatre’s door. Taking a deep breath, he knocked. A massive yawn was the first thing he saw when the door opened. Quatre was dressed in pyjama pants, but no shirt. His hair was mussed.

“Oh, I’m sorry. Did I wake you?” Duo asked stupidly.

The yawn quickly turned into a smile that was rather a bit too eager to Duo’s liking. It was a smile that was entirely his own, warm and charming. “Duo! Come in!”

Duo stepped determinedly into the room. His fists clenched involuntarily. He turned around and looked into Quatre’s expectant eyes.

“You’ve made a decision,” Quatre said.

“I did,” Duo nodded. He didn’t seem to find the courage to tell him.

Quatre stared at him, growing impatient as there came no answer. “Well?”

Sighing, Duo went sitting on the bed, his head buried in his hands. “Quatre, I… don’t really know how to tell you this. Look… we have to talk this over, alright? You know Heero and I had a fight. You know what it was about. Our fight was short, but very fierce. There was crying, there was yelling. But through this, we learned something." He took a deep, shuddering breath. "Quatre, I want you to know that I never knew you loved me." He jumped when Quatre suddenly yelled right next to his ear.

"Why do you keep saying that?! Surely, you must've suspected something? I kept giving you clues!"

"I admit that sometimes I had certain thoughts and feelings about you. But those were just sexual, physical feelings, never emotional. My heart lies with Heero. And while my body might be on the prowl sometimes, I'll always love Heero with everything that I am. I could never give you that kind of love." His eyes briefly flickered over to Quatre. "I'm sorry, Quatre, but Heero and I have chosen for each other. We're gonna stay together." He didn’t see the pained expression on Quatre’s face when he spoke the words.

Quatre found himself immobile. He couldn't move, his head swam and his heart thudded in his throat. He had never expected it would hurt this much.

There was a short silence. The atmosphere was tense. Quatre’s soft voice had a quiver in it when he spoke again. “You chose Heero?”

“I’m sorry, Quatre. You really didn’t expect me to…”

“You chose Heero?!”

Duo lifted his head, surprised at the sudden rage in Quatre’s voice. The sudden metamorphoses from charming to what could only be described as manic shocked him. Quatre’s eyes had something feral now, his entire body was trembling, and his hands were fisted with anger.

“I cannot believe it! You… you can’t be serious! I mean… you cheated on him, for god’s sake!”

“Almost cheated on him! And he forgave me!”

Quatre viciously shook his head. “No!” He restlessly started pacing around, shaking his head as he droned on. “That wasn’t… what was supposed to happen! Duo, you… don’t you know what you mean to me? I simply cannot imagine my life without you.”

“Quatre, you know we can still be friends!”

Quatre snorted. “You know that’s not what I mean.” He suddenly went sitting next to Duo again, plucking at his clothes. “I want you, the way you want Heero. I want to feel you against me, just like last time. I want to have the taste of your skin on my tongue, the feeling of your nipple between my lips.” He pressed closer to Duo as Duo tried to move away. He eyed his groin hungrily. “I want to feel you harden in my mouth, and then… and then when we make love… I want to see you come again. Duo, you’re so beautiful when you come.”

Duo frowned. When did Quatre see him coming? What did he mean, I want to see you come again? “Quatre, what do you mean…? Dammit, would you stop that already!” He tried in vain to push Quatre’s groping hands away. “Quatre, please listen. Fooling around when you’re young might be fun, but we’re growing up too. We have to move on, and have to choose who we want to move on with. And I choose to move on with Heero.”

Quatre’s hands fell still, and for a moment, it appeared as if he had stopped breathing. “Fool around?” He looked up at Duo, feeling the tears prickling behind his eyelids. “Is that all what we did in your eyes, fool around? Duo, I’m in love with you!”

“No Quatre, you’re not.”

Quatre let his eyes roam over Duo’s body. The strong chest, the broad shoulders, his slender neck; the heavy braid, still damp from his shower. Until they stopped at a darkened spot right next to his Adams apple, and he felt his eyes narrowing. “No, you’re right, I’m not. ‘In love’ doesn’t even come close.” Biting his lip, he let his hand drop to Duo’s thigh, and kneaded at the soft flesh there. Duo managed to squirm away and stood up.

“Quatre, don’t do this! You mustn’t love me.”

“But I do, and I can’t change that, nor can I deny it any longer. I mean it when I say that I’m in love with you.”

“No. You’re in love with my face, and with my body, but not with what’s behind it.”

“Especially with what’s behind it. I’m in love with you, all of you.” Quatre had caught up with Duo now, and was clinging to his arm.

Duo felt his face growing hot. He felt the blood pounding in his head. He hadn’t expected this little chat would turn into this. “I think I should go now,” he mumbled, and started staggering for the door.

“No!” Quatre shouted.

Duo saw a flurry of blond hair, pale skin and blue pyjama bottoms, and before he’d even realized, Quatre had locked the door. With a sly grin on his face, he held the key to his lips. “You want to get out? You wanna go back to Heero, and do what you did all night?”

Duo swallowed thickly. “You heard us?”

Quatre nodded. “I probably shouldn’t remind you how very thin these walls are, Duo?”

Duo flinched. Obviously, he was referring to their little through-the-wall moaning session with the vibrators. He watched as Quatre lowered the key, and slipped it into his briefs.

“Then come and get the key,” Quatre whispered. His smile was pure sexual when he advanced towards Duo.

Duo had never thought that a lustful grin like the one Quatre was giving him now could ever get him so close to vomiting. He automatically stepped back while Quatre shuffled closer to him. There was a sense of victory in Quatre’s eyes. His breath caught as his knees hit something solid, and he fell backwards on the bed. He soon found himself in the same position as before: Quatre pressing up close next to him and breathing into his ear.

“Say Duo… I have a confession to make.” Quatre briefly nibbled Duo’s ear, and giggled at the shiver that ran through Duo’s body.

Quatre’s breath felt hot on his ear, and he felt his cheeks coloring bright pink. “What?” he stuttered.

“Remember that time when Heero accused you of cheating on him? That night we were home alone? You kept on persisting that you did not do that. But you know what, Duo? In a way, you did. You know, Duo, you have made love to me in your dream, that night. You were so drunk and tired, I just crawled on top of you, shoved your dick up my ass and started moving.”

Duo blinked. This speechlessness was becoming a most annoying habit. The sick look of triumph on Quatre’s face took him a step closer to the vomiting. His tongue seemed paralyzed. So did his vocal chords. He couldn’t say another word, could just listen to the uncannily calm voice from Quatre.

“I know it was wrong. But, you were lying on that bed, and you looked so… so…” He could only describe it with a hungry grunt. He bit his lip as he saw the image back in his mind’s eye, and his hand travelled up Duo’s tense leg. “I didn’t want to do it, but I just… couldn’t control myself. The soft glow of the light in the hallway glancing off your sweaty skin. You were all mine, there was nothing that could stop me. Nothing, nothing! No clingy Heero, no soulmate Trowa. I couldn’t let the opportunity pass.”

Duo was swamped with nausea. He felt light-headed. He chanced a glance to Quatre’s crotch, and saw a very noticeable bulge there. He faintly cleared his throat, and finally found some words again. “Did you…?”

“Did I what?” Quatre murmured.

“Did you rape me?”

”No, not at all.” Quatre’s voice still had the same lulling cadence. “You just didn’t know about it.”

“You raped me,” Duo repeated. “You violated me.” To his distress, Quatre repositioned and started rubbing his swollen crotch against Duo’s hip. He seemed not to listen.

“It felt so good when you filled me with your cock. You were so hot, begging me to fuck you. I can still feel you throbbing inside of me.” Quatre moaned, and gracefully folded his legs on either side of Duo’s hips, straddling him.

“Quatre, no…”

“Your voice, I love your voice. It’s sexy. When you speak in that low, sultry way, it makes me so hard. And at night, I jerk off while I think of you, and then I hear your voice whispering in my ear. I can almost feel your breath on me. Or you moan, while you’re riding up and down my cock, and then you throw your head back and you scream out my name.” He started bouncing on Duo’s lap. “I want to do it again, like that night. You want it too, don’t you? Tell me you want it too.”

Duo snapped awake at the groin on groin contact. “Quatre, get the hell off me!”

And then Quatre tensed, but only for a short moment. There was knocking on the door, and Heero’s voice on the other side.

“Duo? Are you alright in there?”

“Oh! Oh yes, Duo! Harder! Oh god, that feels so good!” Quatre groaned.

Duo froze. “Shut up!” he hissed.

The doorknob wiggled furiously. “Duo, what are you doing?!”

“Heero! Heero, it’s not what you think it is!” Duo rolled his eyes at the sheer stupidity of that. Like he was gonna believe that! “Heero, I swear, you – Quatre, for the love of god, get off me! – you have to believe me!” He grabbed Quatre’s arms, but Quatre put up a fight and resisted. “Why are you doing this Quatre?”

Quatre clamped his legs together against Duo’s sides, refusing to be thrown off. “Because I’m not so happy about the way you treated me.” He violently shook Duo’s hands away from his arms, and grabbed him instead. “You used me. When we were together, I was just someone who happened to be there at the right time to satisfy your needs. You had a quarrel with Heero, and he couldn’t give you what you needed, so you just feasted your lusts on the one who happened to be with you.”

“You know that’s not true.”

“While I thought… I thought that you’d break up with Heero, and choose me instead. And… you led me on. I thought we were gonna make love. But first you made me delerious with desire, and then you stopped. You fucking stopped!”

“I wanted you to experience a pleasant first time, just among friends. But then I realised that I had no right to take your virginity. That I should save that for the person you chose as your boyfriend. Besides, as I said, I had no idea you were in love with me.”

“I have trouble believing that. Whenever we were together for your sex education lessons, it’s almost impossible you didn’t see how much I desired you.”

“For me, it was just something sexual. There were no feelings involved. I thought it was the same for you.”

Quatre had the idea that the conversation was just repeating itself. They kept running in circles. “All fun and games, right?” Quatre stared into Duo’s face; there was something in his eyes. It was almost as if he was grinning, laughing at him. Something wasn’t right here. Duo must’ve been stronger than that. “Why don’t you just take the key? You know where it is?”

“Why don’t I just throw you off my lap?” And he proceeded with doing just that. He had quickly overpowered Quatre, and held him down on the bed.

“What? Don’t you want to go after Heero? He must be pretty pissed off!”

“That won’t be necessary.”

Quatre struggled, but Duo had his wrists firmly pinned to the mattress. “How do you mean? Why not?”

“Because I taught him a thing or two about picking a lock.”

Quatre looked at the door in panic and indeed heard Heero fiddling with the lock from the outside. “You were buying time.”

“Indeed, I was.”

Every trace of self-assuredness in Quatre’s attitude was completely gone. The difference a locked or unlocked door could make.

There was an audible click, and Quatre’s head twisted towards the door. Heero came stumbling in, clutching the door handle with one hand, and a crooked wire poised in the other. He scowled when Duo started to chuckle. “Duo, it was not that easy!” Then he directed his attention to Quatre. “Quatre, I will not resort to violence, my fighting days are over. But if you continue like this, then I will no longer consider you as a friend, nor will the others. Then you can shove all your money, and your mansions and your fancy cars up your asshole for all I care, and I damn well hope it will hurt.”

While Duo pulled Quatre to a sitting position, Heero strode over to the bed and sat himself on the other side of Quatre, effectively trapping him between them. “Okay Quatre, we’re gonna have a little man to man conversation.” He patted Quatre on the thigh, rather a bit too hard for comfort.

Quatre looked viciously from the one to the other. “How… Heero, how did you know I was just pretending?”

“Because Duo had promised he wouldn’t cheat on me again.”

“Oh yeah? Guess he also promised that when he started giving me sex education!”

“He did. But this time’s different.”

“Why?”

“Because we’re gonna get married,” Duo proudly announced.

Quatre’s eyes snapped open. It felt like the sky had just fallen down on him. “You WHAT?!”

Heero sighed and rubbed his eyes. “You will never understand the fine points of tact, will you? Yes, Duo and I are gonna get married. Someday.”

“But he cheated on you!”

Duo groaned. “Quatre, you sound like a broken record! Look, I told you we had learned something out of this,” he said. “I’m gonna marry him. I don’t know when. But I’m gonna marry him, and continue spending my life with him until the day I die. Those are my plans for the future. I don’t know what your plans are, but they won’t involve me. At least not as a lover.”

The words only echoed as a very dull sound in Quatre’s ears. It was all a bit too much to digest at the same time. He numbly stared ahead of him. His fists clenched, his nails dug hard into his thighs. A warm tear slid down his cheek, and then another one, and more followed. He felt the weight of an arm being draped around his shoulders, but it didn’t bring much consolation. “So that’s… that’s it then?” he said. His voice sounded very fragile.

“I’m afraid it is,” Heero said.

“But, can’t we…” Quatre hopefully started swinging his head from side to side again. “Can’t we work something out between the three of us? Like a threesome?”

Duo pursed his lips. “I don’t think that would be very healthy for your relationship with Trowa.”

“Trowa?” Quatre shrugged, almost indifferently. “But I don’t… care about Trowa.”

“That doesn’t sound very convincing, does it?” Duo chuckled. He pushed Quatre’s chin up and made their eyes meet. “Honey, you’d better start caring about Trowa. He desires you the same way you desire me. Only, there’s one difference.”

“What’s that?”

“He doesn’t force it upon you. He just stood by and watched as you tried and tried to win me over. He let me give you sex education, he knew to what it could lead, but he kept his mouth shut, just because it could’ve made you in the least way unhappy.”

Quatre sniffed and wiped the back of his hand over his cheeks. “He… did say that he loves me.”

“Well then, what’s the problem? Do you want to spend the rest of your days in misery, just because you let slip the only person who cares enough for you to share his life with you.”

“Do you really think he would want to share his life with me?”

“Why wouldn’t he, Quatre?” Heero said. “You’re a wonderful boy. That is, when you’re not trying to steal the significant other from someone else.”

Quatre smiled, and with that, all the tension dissipated. “I just thought… he just wanted to get into my pants.”

“Like the way you wanted to get into my pants?” Duo said.

“No!” Quatre bit his lip. “I didn’t just want you for… for sex. I wanted someone to hold me, someone who I feel safe with, someone who would kiss me, gently, but in a way that tells me I’m his. And maybe, yes, someone to make love to. Sometimes.” He blinked back some threatening tears. “It shouldn’t be that hard, right?” He felt Duo’s arm squeezing around his shoulders. This time it did feel consoling, very much.

Duo brushed at some hair at the side of Quatre’s face. The boy’s expression made his heart swell with sympathy. He deserved to be happy too. “So, isn’t it possible that Trowa could be that person? I know he wants to be. All those things you said, he can’t wait to give that to you. So, no, it’s not that hard.”

Quatre peered up at Duo, and flushed. He’d said some pretty shocking things to him. He groaned, mostly out of shame. “God, I feel so stupid! The things I’ve said. The things I’ve done! I’m sorry!”

“It’s only by making stupid mistakes that we become a better person,” Heero smiled.

“Can you… can you forgive me?”

“Ooh…” Duo squeezed his eyes half shut and slowly shook his head. “I don’t know I can do that after your little confession from just now.”

Heero was quick to catch on. “Confession? What confession?”

Duo clamped his lips together. He wondered if biting his tongue off would cause a mortal injury. His face broke into a wide, let’s-not-get-into-that-right-now smile. “Not now, Heero.”

Quatre saw the fakeness of that smile, the panic in Duo’s eyes. There was a time when he would’ve rejoiced at the fact that they were in conflict again. Now he felt the sudden, inexplicable urge to defend Duo. “That I jerk off at night while I think of him!” he blurted.

Heero cocked his head, frowning. “That’s… a little more than I needed to know.”

“Well, you had to ask,” Duo muttered. He threw a quick glance to Quatre and mouthed a discreet ‘thank you’.

Quatre gave a smile of secret understanding in return. “Um, you guys? Could you leave me alone now?”

“Have to sort a few things out, don’t you?” Duo grinned, ruffling Quatre’s hair.

Heero stretched languidly. “Well, let’s have some breakfast then, shall we, Duo?” His hand brushed past Quatre’s hip before he stood up. He still bent down to murmur something in his ear. “You’ll always be a special friend, Quatre.”

Quatre blinked. He wasn’t sure if the wink that followed Heero’s words was real. He watched Duo jogging after Heero, equally confused.

The door closed, and he was alone again. He nestled against the headboard and hugged his knees against his chest. Maybe it would be a good idea to take a walk. It had been a long time since he’d visited the pond behind the house.

It was always so beautiful there.

~*~

Heero walked towards the stairs with a self-satisfied look on his face. “I think we handled that pretty well,” he grinned.

“Wowowow,” Duo said. He caught Heero’s arm and trapped him against the wall with his own body, giving him a quizzical look. “What just happened? What was the meaning of that ‘special friend’ and that wink?”

Heero raised his eyebrows. “Do I detect jealousy, Duo Maxwell?”

Duo mirrored the gesture. “You insult me, Heero Yuy. On the contrary, I’m very interested, but also confused.”

Heero swiftly licked his lips and swallowed. He felt Duo’s warm breath on his face. Running a finger up his lover’s side, he smiled mischievously. “Quatre’s a very tempting boy, isn’t he?”

Duo’s eyes widened and his mouth fell open. “Oh my god, I cannot believe my ears. Says the man who kicked me out of his bed because I almost slept with that ‘special friend’?!”

“I admit I might’ve overreacted a bit,” Heero sighed. “Besides, I had to think of what you said to me last night.”

“That you have to cherish love, and not jealousy?” Duo arched his back. Heero’s hands were most pleasantly travelling down his back.

“Uhu,” Heero nodded. His hands came to rest on Duo’s butt cheeks, and they squeezed gently.

Duo hissed. “So, what are you saying now? That you, me, and Quatre…”

“Mmm,” Heero purred. “And Trowa, if he agrees with it. And if Quatre’s over his obsession with you.” He suddenly pulled Duo closer, and thrust their groins together.

“Gods, Heero…” Duo groaned. “You really think they’ll be fine with it?”

“Of course not, and it won’t be for anytime soon. But somewhere in the future, if the opportunity’s there, we might propose it. There will be certain rules, mainly that we go back with the same partner we came with.”

“So, why this sudden change?”

“I have to admit it’s kinda hot to watch you being fucked by someone else. We do it all the time when we go out, don’t we?” Heero squirmed at the thought. “I just don’t appreciate it when you go wandering off on your own.”

Duo’s face fell. “I’m sorry,” he murmured.

“It’s okay now,” Heero said. “You’ve apologized enough. That’s all over now, okay?”

Duo nodded and smiled. “I love you… hubby.”

Heero rubbed their noses together and kissed him softly. “Hubby,” he repeated with a grin.

“So, pancakes for breakfast?”

“Sounds good.”

To be continued…

Chapter 26

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