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"The Three of Us "Written By: Miss Murdered Disclaimer: I don't own the GW characters - am just borrowing to torment for my amusement Rating: NC 17 Warnings: m/m sex of varying degrees of smuttiness,
two dudes, three dudes, masturbation, voyeurism as well as angst,
sap and bad language Pairings: 1x2x3 but all combinations of that in
pairings as well as in a threesome context. Summary: An ongoing series of short drabbles exploring the dynamics and complexity of the 1x2x3 relationship. A/N: This is an ongoing series of short drabbles
that is my attempt to explore how the 1x2x3 relationship would work.
I will update semi–regularly with three chapters at a time told
from Duo, Trowa and then Heero's perspectives. Some will be feelsy/angsty,
some will be porny, and some will be sappy. They have no chronology or order apart from the
fact it is set post–EW. Beta'd by ELLE "The Three of Us " Up One thing Heero didn't expect when he first started
living with Duo was that he would be the first to get out of bed in
the morning. He assumed that Duo would be the one who stretched himself
out in the bed long after he or Trowa did. He was wrong. Trowa was
the one who would do that – mainly because his job meant he spent
long periods of sleeplessness and under intense pressure so that when
he was home, he slept in, and Heero had left him there and went in
search of his other lover. Duo was making coffee, dressed in boxers, the dull sunlight
streaming through the window and it wasn't hard to sneak up behind
him, not that he really had snuck up as he put his arms loosely around
his waist, nosed the braid out of the way and kissed at the spot on
Duo's neck that usually meant sex. "Mornin'… you up already?" Duo's words were accompanied by him moving his ass against
Heero's groin as some kind of tease. That might've been the reason
he'd been looking for him, waking up hard and having no one to help
him out with that scenario, Trowa being fast asleep and damn oblivious. "Not until…uh… a moment ago," Duo
replied as Heero had one hand down his boxers, stroking his cock,
hardening rapidly under his touch as he slid his other hand up to
tweak a nipple, all while he mouthed at the juncture of shoulder and
neck. He would've preferred to be in bed, that Duo wasn't
attempting to make coffee, which he'd entirely stopped, his hands
on the counter for support as Heero ground his own dick against his
ass, Duo's hips bucking backwards into him as well as moving forward
into Heero's fist. Duo moaned low as Heero's hand sped up, his thumb over
the slit, his own hips creating friction against Duo's ass and he
felt his orgasm build and Duo begin to shudder against him, Heero's
fist moving fast over his slick hard cock until he felt Duo come against
his hand and boxers. The heat of Duo's body, the way he arched his
back up against Heero's chest and the accompanying groan all went
straight to Heero's dick and he came, hot and sticky inside his own
boxer briefs, biting down at Duo's shoulder and then kissing and licking
the spot in apology. They were both a little breathless and Duo turned into
Heero's arms, kissed his lips and chuckled. "Ugh… cum in
boxers. Don't think I've done that since I was a fucking teenager." Heero had the same sticky sensation but only smirked
and kissed him harder until a cough was heard at the doorway. Trowa was stood, his arms folded across his broad chest
and the eyebrow that they could see was raised in an incredulous look. "You weren't up," Heero stated as though that
explained the entire situation. There was an answer to that about to come out of Trowa's
mouth but Duo stopped that by pushing Heero off him and approaching
Trowa, his hand touching his chest and then drifting down to his hard
cock, palming him through the material of sweatpants. "I guess you're up now, Tro'… want me to do
something about it?" Trowa didn't need to respond as Duo slid to his knees
and Heero leaned against the counter, watching, coffee completely
forgotten. ~ * ~ |
