"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"

9. A night out, part 2: The present

Wufei saw Duo’s head bobbing his way again, duely followed by Heero’s messy hair. Oh glorious day, he would finally receive his present, and then they could get out of here.

“It’s present time!” Duo beamed.

Wufei looked to Duo’s hands, and then to Heero’s hands. They were empty. “So where is it?”

"If you look to the right, you will see the reason why we dragged your unwilling ass to this place," Duo grinned.

Wufei did so, and his eyes widened, a lot. He promptly tried to hide behind Jared. “Oh tell me you didn’t do this, please tell me you didn’t do this!” he cried, gulping down his drink in one go.

Duo sighed and rubbed a hand against his forehead. “Well I’ll be. Now he goes hiding himself,” he muttered. “Wuffles, you really are a hopeless case.”

Wufei swallowed, his eyes glued on the man sitting on a barstool somewhere at the right of him. It seemed like, with every heartbeat, he could feel his heart creeping up his chest, in his throat, until he could only mumble and pant. There he was, staring at him with a most sexual leer in his crystal blue eyes, invitingly tipping his glass to him. The spotlights glowed red and green and blue on his pale blond hair, throwing mysterious shadows on his handsome face. His pants were tight, his shirt very thin, and the alcohol glistenened beautifully on his lips.

He looked at Duo, as if he would tell him what to do and, of course, he did. “Well, go talk to him, for christ’s sake!”

Wufei suspected that, any moment now, there would be batwings growing out of Duo’s back. And a tail. And horns on his head. “You’re the worst, Maxwell,” he hissed.

“Yeah yeah, whatever,” Duo said. He pulled Wufei away from his hiding place and shoved him forward.

Wufei yelped. There he was now. Out in the open, with nowhere to hide. A dancing body lurched against him, and he was rudely pushed forward. Finding support on the man’s knees, he squarely looked down on a snug crotch.

“Hey, little dragon.”

Slowly looking up, Wufei ventured a careful smile. “Hey Zechs.”

Duo tisked and shook his head. “Would you look at him? He’s like a foal that needs a kick under the tail. But worse.”

“Yes, and we all know you never needed any prompting,” Heero said dryly.

“Hey, I would’ve asked you out.”

Heero snorted and rolled his eyes. “Oh please. If Hilde hadn’t arranged that blind date, things would’ve never happened between us.”

“I would’ve done it! Hilde just beat me to it, that’s all.” He casually shook some hair out of his eyes, and sighed almost indifferently. “Now, shall we? I think Jared is getting bored.”

“I think you are the one getting bored,” Heero muttered, sauntering behind Duo.

“Aw Heerrrro,” Duo purred, turning around and sliding his hands around Heero. “You know that my heart only beats for you.”

“Yes, but your cock throbs for just about everyone,” Heero said, nevertheless nudging his hips against Duo’s.

“Nitpicking, nitpicking,” Duo murmured. He sighed and brushed his lips against Heero’s. “You know I love you.” The brushing turned into a passionate kiss, and suddenly there were two hands on Duo’s back, and one on his ass. “How…?” Confused, he looked behind, and soon discovered that the hand on his ass was Jared’s.

Duo bit his lips, looking Jared up and down, and he grabbed the boy’s hand. “Let’s go.”

Wufei had moved himself from between Zechs’ knees to a barstool, but was still staring at him like he was a figment of his imagination. Or rather, as if he wasn’t really Zechs, but someone who looked an aweful lot like him. Even though, he knew that there was only one with such clear blue, inscrutable eyes and such an impossibly sultry voice. Seemed like he just couldn’t keep his eyes off his body. The way his muscles shifted under the thin fabric. He could see his ribcage, and his nipples, hardened with excitement.

Zechs took another sip from his drink, and licked his lips deliberately. “You’re so quiet, Wufei,” he said.

Wufei cast his eyes down and laughed softly. “You caught me on one of my weaknesses.” When he looked up again, Zechs had shoved his barstool closer, and was staring him right in the face with an amused grin. He swallowed, as if he was about to enjoy a very tasty dish.

“I’m gonna say something that’s probably very inappropriate now.”

“What?” The sudden touch from Zechs’ hand on Wufei’s inner thigh felt almost electric.

“You have no idea how much I want to put my hand in your pants, and rub you, until you’re crying out with need.”

Wufei didn’t know if he had to moan or laugh, and ended up doing a strange, and rather embarrassing mixture of both. “Let’s get reacquainted first, okay?”

Zechs carefully inhaled Wufei’s scent. The soft sound he made when he exhaled again was drowned out by the music. “Yes,” he sighed. “Let’s go outside for a bit, hm? There’s too much noise here to talk.”

Wufei smiled, and slowly nodded his head. “That’s good.”

There were more couples outside. In love, or in heat, or both. They walked in silence for a while, until Zechs spoke as first. “Happy birthday, Wufei.”

“Thank you,” Wufei said. He was too shy to look at him. He knew that Zechs would look even more enticing in the dark nightly air, and he wasn’t sure if he could contain himself if he would look at him now. He only listened to his voice while they walked. That was satisfying enough. For now.

“It’s great to see you again.”

“Yes, I’d already gathered that much,” Wufei grinned. He could still feel the spot where Zechs had touched him on his thigh.

“Aren’t you happy to see me?”

“Of course. Now I don’t have to shower myself with self-pity anymore.”

“There are more things you don’t have to do anymore now.”

“Like what?”

Without noticing, Zechs had taken Wufei to an abandoned alley. Abandoned, except for a suspiciously wobbling car where someone was calling out for a certain Alex to fuck him harder.

Wufei gasped when Zechs suddenly held him trapped against the wall.

“Like, jerking off all by yourself.”

“I don’t do that!” Wufei spluttered.

“I think you do…” Zechs murmured. He entwined his fingers with Wufei’s, and raised their hands to his face. “With this hand… I can picture you stroking your hard, wet dick.”

Wufei’s vision grew a bit blurry. Zechs was smothering him, but he willingly let him. A knee was determinedly sliding between his legs. He had never been more aware of his cock! “You really think about me in such a way?”

“Yesss…” Zechs breathed slowly. He nuzzled Wufei’s cheek and let his breath ghost over Wufei’s ear. “I picture you in a lot of different positions, to help me through the nights without you. In fact…” He nibbled on Wufei’s earlobe, and enjoyed how he shivered against him. “I think you must be quite an animal in bed. With your hair down. All ruffled and sweaty.” He insistently nudged his knee against Wufei’s swelling groin, making him moan. “If only we could awaken it.”

Not so far away from them, the guy in the car was reaching his climax. It was very… stimulating, even to Wufei. “Maybe if we let everything just take its course.”

Zechs licked his lips and swallowed, cos he could swear he was drooling. “God, can I please kiss you?”

“Yes,” Wufei nodded eagerly. “I want you to.”

It started as a gentle brushing of lips, but soon enough, Wufei opened up his mouth to let Zechs’ tongue in. He sighed and mewled softly into Zechs' generous mouth. He let his head fall back and let Zechs take control. He could feel himself sinking away into some kind of sweet intoxication, an unawareness where only Zechs' lips and his touching hands existed. An incontrollable passion was kindling deep inside his belly. In his mind, he could imagine himself lying with his legs open, and Zechs’ hips thrusting madly in between them.

Zechs could feel the heat and he hardness of Wufei’s cock while the boy was gently riding up and down his leg. Wufei’s moans sounded urgent, and the way he was plucking at his clothes made Zechs almost giddy with excitement. “Please…” Zechs breathed against Wufei’s lips. “Please come home with me tonight.”

“Yes…” Wufei whimpered. “I’d love that. We just have to… uhn… tell the rest.”

They giggled and playfully nipped at each other’s lips while they made their way back to the club.

“Hey… I was just wondering,” Wufei said after a while. “Why did you wait so long to contact me?”

Zechs chuckled softly. “Aaah… I was biding my passion.” He ran his hand over Wufei’s ass, gently nibbling along his jaw. “And now I’m unleashing it all.”

A shudder ran through Wufei’s body. “Hmm… No, seriously.”

“Well, I was with Noin, sweety.”

“And now you’re not anymore?”

“Obviously. I wanted to give it a try with her, but… whenever I was together with her, you know, intimately, I just…” He growled, hungrily. “I kept on picturing you.”

“I’m flattered,” Wufei smiled, wryly. “So, how did you tell her?”

“I didn’t have to.”

“Oh?”

"I think she started suspecting some things when I kept on screaming out your name in my sleep. At first, she must've thought that I had nightmares about the war. She asked me about it. But... God, this is embarrassing," Zechs laughed, covering his face with a hand.

Wufei grinned, and mischievously nudged against him. "What? Please tell me."

"I... said your name during sex."

"You didn't!" Wufei cried.

"Oh, I did. She was rather pissed off. She also might’ve started getting some clues when I wanted anal sex with her. She never went into that subject, guess she didn’t want to face the facts. You wouldn’t believe how many times I had to bite my lip, so I wouldn’t scream out your name."

“God, I feel so bad for her.”

“I feel bad for her too,” Zechs said, sliding his hand around Wufei’s waist and nuzzling up against his cheek. “But I don’t feel bad for me.” He threw his head back into the nightly breeze, and sighed deeply. It smelled of booze and exhaust fumes.

“What?” Wufei said.

“Oh, nothing really,” Zechs shrugged. “Just that… I gotta say, I kinda like this way of getting ‘reacquainted’.”

“You think it’s too soon?”

“For what?”

“You know, for… for the se-… doing it…” Wufei gave an inward grunt of frustration. It was quite like him to stumble over his words in situations like this.

“Honey, listen,” Zechs said. They had reached the club by now, and he trapped Wufei against the wall again. He liked to corner his prey. Although, this time, he wanted to have his full attention. “The chemistry between us has always been there. We just never acted upon it.”

“I guess you’re right,” Wufei said. It was a conversation of whimpers and licks, and sighs and kisses, and a lot of touching and rubbing. “So what do you plan on doing with me tonight?”

“Well, that depends if you want it soft, or hard.”

“Hmm… First soft. Then hard. Then soft again…”

“Alright, I get it! Then I guess there will be… champagne, and candles.”

“And strawberries?”

“No. But I do have some strawberry flavored condoms.”

Wufei froze for a moment, and then his lips folded into a drooling, panting grin. “You know what? I think I’ll just give them a call.”

“Who?”

“You know, the rest.”

“Ha ha, yeah. Call Duo. He’ll spread the word.”

“Enough of the conversation now. Take me to your home.”

Still unable to keep their hands off each other, Zechs led him to his car. It was gonna be a long, interesting night.

The rhythm built, the music swelled, and everyone had a collective orgasm, music wise. Quatre laughed, and jumped, and felt himself taken by the music. It was great on the dance floor! Flailing arms wrapped around him from behind, and there was Trowa’s voice shouting “Block Rockin’ Beats!”, followed by more orgasmic spasms, mostly concentrated on Quatre’s butt.

“Trowa, stop that!” Quatre giggled, turning around in Trowa’s arms. “You’re drunk!”

“No, I’m not!”

“Yes, you are! You reek of beer!” And he was carrying a bottle in his hand too.

“It’s part of going out! Here, have some.” He held the bottle to Quatre’s mouth, and started pouring, watching how Quatre gulped it all down. The hip-thrusting continued, greedily against Quatre’s crotch. He put a hand on Quatre’s ass, and guided him into the same rhythm as him. There was an eager, encouraging smile on his face. He saw Quatre peering up at him, shyly, but he didn’t smile back. What was he thinking now? Did he like it? Was he just testing if he liked it? Trowa could feel a spark of hope in his chest, but it was only a butterfly touch, and then it was gone again.

He was drunk; Quatre would never take him serious. And maybe that was for the best.

A hooting laugh behind him ruined the moment. If that’s what it was.

“Would you take a look at our quiet one?!”

Trowa swivelled around. He found it a bit hard to focus. “Hey Duo,” he grinned.

“You guys, guess what!”

“You couldn’t get it up?” Trowa blurted, swaying dangerously.

Duo glared at him. “I will forgive you because you are drunk! No, I just got a call from Wufei!” he said, waving his cell phone around like a trophy. “Zechs has kidnapped him! He said they were on their way to his car!” He said that last part with a lot of excitement, as if the fact that they were on their way to the car was a confirmation that it was really happening.

Quatre nodded amiably. “Oh, that’s great!” he said. Jared was hovering somewhere in the background, with seed in his ass from either Duo or Heero. Or both. He had become of little to no use now. “So, your little plan worked!”

“My plans always work!” Duo shouted victoriously.

They had found themselves a little table at the side. The dancing had worn them down, and now they were all thirsty for drinks and rest. While Quatre passed their orders to a waiter, Duo rolled them a joint. He lit it, took a drag, and passed it to Heero. After Heero had taken, a drag, his eyes suddenly grew wide and seemed to focus on something in the distance.

“Heero, what’s the matter? Your eyes look funny,” Duo said. He took the joint from Heero, dubiously looked at it, and then looked back to Heero, who was now pointing somewhere towards the crowd.

“Look there,” he said.

Duo looked round, and sprang up. “Wufei, Zechs? What the hell are you still doing here?”

Wufei snorted and plopped himself down on a chair. “Why don’t you ask mister ‘I don’t need a parking ticket’ over there?” he said with an angry nod to Zechs.

“I was out of change!” Zechs cried.

“Yes, yes, you’ve been chanting that all the way back. They towed the car,” Wufei grumbled, snatching the cigarette from Duo’s hand.

Duo couldn’t help but laugh. “I’m sorry, that’s not funny,” he said, catching Wufei’s murderous glare.

“So, couldn’t you take a cab?” Quatre suggested.

“Well, the mood was pretty much ruined anyway, with him whining about his car all the time,” Wufei shrugged.

“Cars don’t grow on trees, you know,” Zechs huffed.

“What’s the big deal? It’s not like it’s stolen. You just have to go get it back, and pay the fee.”

“Money doesn’t grow on trees either!”

“Neither do I!”

“I drink to that!” Duo grinned, raising his glass and taking a large gulp from his drink.

Irritated, Wufei grabbed the glass from him and put it back on the table. “Haven’t you had enough of that yet?”

“I’ve only had enough when I start dancing on the tables,” Duo said with a drowsy nudge against Heero’s shoulder.

“Oh, mark my words, he will do it,” Heero said.

Wufei had started laughing at Duo’s remark, but now he looked rather sour.

Time passed with drinking and smoking, and idle chatter and light-hearted banter. Drugs and alcohol had created a very laidback atmosphere, like the one you have in college dorms. And after a while, Duo started, particularly to Wufei’s distress, going into the gruesome details of the do’s and don’ts of a first time, preceded by a detailed report of what exactly they’d been up to with Jared in the backroom, also much to Wufei’s distress. And Quatre’s.

The hostility between Zechs and Wufei had dissipated. Wufei lay drowsily in Zechs’s arms, snug and comfortable, with his head stuck under Zechs’ chin, but no longer in the I-must-have-you-now fashion from a while back. It was nice, although, after a while, he could feel himself starting to fidget under Duo’s constant gaze.

“Is there something you wanna say, Duo,” Wufei murmured, sounding just a little irritated.

Duo chewed carefully on a peanut before he spoke. “Why don’t you guys go dance a bit?”

Wufei raised his eyebrow very slightly, a glint of suspicion in his eyes. “You want us out of here so you can talk about us, don’t you?”

“No,” Duo said, but he said it with a kind of face that suggested the exact opposite. “It’s just to get you back,” the use of airquotes seemed necessary here, “in the mood.”

Wufei rolled his eyes at Duo’s obvious transparency, but dragged himself up anyway, pulling Zechs with him. “Come lover. Let them have their fifteen minutes of gossip,” he chuckled.

They just swayed against each other, their bodies pressed together, out of rhythm with the beat of the music. Their mouths were very close to each other’s ears, so they wouldn’t have to broadcast their conversation over the entire building, just for the sake of understanding each other.

“So, you’re still a virgin, huh?” Zechs murmured.

“Hmmm…” Wufei said, more in a purr of contentment instead of a confirmation.

“I didn’t know that. Guess I’ll have to be very careful with you then.”

‘Yesss, very careful,” Wufei hissed, playfully nudging his hips against Zechs’ groin.

Zechs chuckled, and caressed his hands down Wufei’s back.

“So, what are you gonna do with me, mister?” Wufei asked, his breath warm and moist on Zechs’ ear.

Zechs licked his lips. There was a laugh, soft and deep in his throat. “Well… I would push you down on the couch. I would kneel down in front of you between your legs and unbuckle your belt. I can feel your eyes watching me when I peel the fabric of your pants and boxers away, to reveal your cock.”

Wufei’s eyes slid closed, and he could feel his breath quicken. “Yes… And then?”

Zechs grinned at the way Wufei’s voice sounded a bit rough and husky. “And then… I would lick over the head of your cock…” He flicked out his silken tongue against Wufei’s ear, and he could hear him gasp. “And I would flick it over the little hole, over and over again. You know, that feels really good.”

“Hnn… yeah?” Wufei was blatantly rubbing up against Zechs now. No one seemed to notice, and if they did, they didn’t pay much attention to it. The friction of his cock against his boxers made his head spin.

“Yesss…” Zechs hissed. “And then… I would slide my tongue over the underside of your cock, all the way to your balls.”

A strangely choked sob left Wufei’s mouth. He squeezed his eyes tighter shut as he imagined it all in his head, and tangled his fingers around Zechs’ blond locks.

Zechs smiled, pushing his lips against Wufei’s jaw, and kissing down to his throat. “Then, I would… suck one of your balls in my mouth and roll it around on my tongue...”

Wufei moaned. He could feel his body responding to Zechs’ body heat. His blood heat up, he could feel his heart racing, and his groin was throbbing madly. He urgently arched up against Zechs. “You’re so dirty…” he murmured.

“You have no idea,” Zechs grinned. He scraped his teeth along Wufei’s collar bone, while he deftly undid the top buttons of his shirt. “I would make sure you’d discover every sensitive nerve in your body. Outside, and… inside…” His other hand squeezed in Wufei’s ass, and he laughed when Wufei jumped at the touch.

“Inside?” Wufei squealed.

“Hmm… There are a lot of very pleasant spots there…” Another squeeze of Wufei’s ass. “I’m sure you’d like it.”

Wufei could feel himself trembling now, as he clung to Zechs, mesmerized by the sound of his voice and his promises.

“I’m sure I would.” His voice sounded oddly unsteady. He didn’t think he’d be able to take much more of his teasings. Zechs’ tongue felt very hot on his skin. He felt his lips shaping into a smile against his shoulder. There was a gust of breath, and his body was shaking in a weird kind of way, and with a start, Wufei realized that Zechs was laughing.

Was Zechs making a mockery of his feelings? Was everything he had just promised him just a lie? “What’s so funny?” Wufei huffed.

Zechs didn’t say anything, but nodded his head. Wufei looked behind him. For a moment, he could only stare, his mouth hanging open in shock. Then he, too, burst out in laughter.

“Oh god…” He looked over to where Duo and Heero effectively had climbed on top of a table and were dancing to the tones of "Camisa Negra". Not the most catchy of dance-hits, but nevertheless responsible for a great deal of hip-shaking. Quatre and Trowa had sprung back from their seats for health-related motives. Quatre was looking for shelter behind Trowa, and was pushing his friend to fucking do something! Wufei knew, because he could see him mouth the words.

“Should we help?” Zechs said.

Wufei shrugged. “Nah, if they’re smart like us, they’ll just ignore them.”

Zechs purred, and closed his arms back around Wufei, blocking the scene from his vision. “If they’re smart like us, they go sex each other up.”

“They’re not together.”

“They’re not?”

“No. They have issues.” Wufei had decided not to tell anyone about Quatre possibly having feelings for Duo. The mood was good, and he wanted to keep it that way. Should he decide to tell anyone about it, it should be back at home.

Zechs peered over his shoulder. Trowa was – unsuccessfully - pulling at Duo’s foot, while Quatre was obviously gesturing for him to be careful. “That’s a shame,” he murmured.

To be continued…

Chapter 10

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