"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 "

Licks

Using the flat of his tongue, Duo licked down from collarbone, descended over a ripped chest, lapping briefly around nipple before he ventured further downwards to abs. At the abs, pale, with damn perfect muscle tone, he let his tongue lick at the small ridges, tracing a few scars, until he arrived at belly button, feeling the body underneath him begin to quiver and a hand grab at his hair.

He lifted his head up. "Nuh-huh-huh, babe."

Trowa glared back, not needing to articulate his disappointment.

"You're so damn impatient," Duo said, his mouth moving back to naval, the tip of his tongue lightly against the skin.

He felt Trowa shift, buck his hips up and Duo wasn't sure if it was intentional or not, but he was making it really obvious where he wanted attention.

"It's been two weeks," Trowa managed to say through gritted teeth.

Duo only smiled, mouthing then across his skin, tasting, smelling him, remembering the unique things that made Trowa who he was. He may have had Heero to play with for the two weeks of Trowa's absence but that didn't mean he hadn't missed him as sex was different with both of them.

Trowa might've been getting impatient but Heero would've already lost his patience entirely and Duo would've been flat on the bed, being prepared roughly or maybe he would be sliding his fingers inside Heero, fucking him with them quickly so that they could screw. Whatever, on their own, he and Heero were too hot and fast whereas when it was just him and Trowa, it was all slow and teasing.

Duo let his lips slide to just above the waistband of jeans, to the thin trail of hair that peaked from the top due to how low they fit on Trowa's hips and he looked up again, meeting green eyes as he used his fingers to undo button, lower zipper, swiping his tongue across his lips before he lowered his mouth down to Trowa cock, lapping around the head.

Trowa arched up a little and Duo ignored the signal, instead, licking a trail down to base, mouthing his way back to tip, open mouthed kisses along the length of Trowa's dick.

"Du - o," Trowa said through gritted teeth and it was funny how drawn out the two syllables were.

Duo smirked then, licked one more time around the head, slit, collecting the salty taste on his tongue before he opened his mouth wider, bobbing down onto Trowa's cock, listening to the ragged moans in the otherwise silent bedroom.

And while Duo could've licked at every inch of Trowa's body he knew it had been two weeks for his lover and maybe it was just a little bit cruel to tease anymore.

 

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