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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 " Lost Duo pushed back, his hands braced on the edge of the bed ass if he didn't he might've found himself on the damn floor or pushed half way across the mattress as Heero's hips snapped into him, stood in between his legs, his blue eyes closed, his mouth open, his breath coming out in pants as he tried to maintain some kind of pace in between him and Trowa. He felt Heero's hand slide onto his as Duo held his legs up as each thrust and the combined power of Heero and Trowa were making him too damn close. Duo's own breathing was laboured as he pushed himself up on his elbows, watching Heero, watching Trowa behind him, moaning as Heero's cock slid in and out, the pace unrelenting, directed by Trowa, one hand on Heero's hip, the other on his shoulder. "Fuck," Duo panted, his head thrown back against the mattress, his back arching up, wanting to stroke his own dick but concentrating on not being fucked to the floor or banged into the middle of bed. He leaned up as Heero leant down, meeting him, not close enough to kiss but close enough for breath to be felt across his face, hot and wet, and Heero's eyes opened to slits. "Close… baby?" Heero only grunted, his eyes closing fully again, and Duo looked over his shoulder to Trowa whose green eyes were lust filled, looking at the two men he was screwing. Duo risked moving a hand, grabbed at Heero's jaw as he felt Heero's deep thrusts hit sparks inside him and it was gonna be fucking it for Duo. He moved that hand to his cock, stroked one time and felt cum, sticky on his fingers, on his stomach. His own release triggered Heero's and he collapsed onto him as Duo held him and kissed any part he could get to. Trowa's movements became jerky then until he came too, a quiet moan the only indication it was over for him. "'Ro?" Duo asked softly, as Heero had pretty much collapsed on him and he moved his dark hair from his eyes. "You okay?" Trowa had slid out, had gone to the bathroom and returned with a wet wash cloth as Heero moved off him, pushing himself up, a little smirk on his face. "More than okay." "Kinda thought we lost you there," Duo said, as Heero helped him get to his feet as Trowa slid the cloth over their skins in turn - gently coming down from the high of orgasm. "You did," Heero said. ~ * ~ |
