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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 " Movies Trowa wasn't at home for long, a brief break between
missions, and that meant Heero and Duo indulged him slightly, tried
to make him feel missed, wanted. Maybe they knew he felt a little
damn insecure, knowing that they were together while he was in some
country or some colony, wading through the vice and the shit of another
operation. That though he thought about them, contacted them when
he could, he felt separate from them – isolated as they had each
other so much more often than he got time with either of them. It meant that they had tried everything to make him
feel like he was part of the relationship when he was at home. He'd
been double teamed after a shower, sensually fucked by Heero while
Duo sucked him off, had hands carefully over his over sensitised skin
after he came, kisses rained over his face and forehead. He'd taken
a nap in the mid-afternoon and now he was sat on the couch, a movie
on the large screen, a glass of whiskey half-finished on the coffee
table and Duo curled up against him, his head on his thigh. He ran
his fingers slowly down Duo's arms, down his braid, enjoyed the simplicity
of the warmth of his skin next to his own as they sat together, breathing
in sync, bodies relaxed and calm. Heero didn't usually join in with movie night, went
to the spare room/office and did… whatever the hell he did on
his laptop, but he appeared mid-way through the old movie and Trowa
moved slightly, rousing Duo who was half asleep, making room for Heero
to sit next to him. It was rare, Heero not caring for old movies and
alcohol but he sat beside him, sitting stiffly beside him at first,
his eyes taking in the scenes on the screen. Trowa reached out, touched Heero's bare shoulder and
he felt Heero relax a bit more, his body moving to lean against Trowa's,
his heat and skin next to Trowa's reassuring, comforting. Duo shifted
his head, moved his hand to touch Heero's and Trowa felt a small smile
cross his face. He felt close to both of them during sex, hot, sweaty,
sensual, being surrounded by two gorgeous men did that, especially
when they were so focused on making him come, making him feel good,
but this, his hand loosely around Heero's shoulder, Duo's head in
his lap, it was so damn normal, so calm, so relaxed that it felt more
intimate than any time they fucked. Chapter 18 |
