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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 " Tape It, of course, had been Duo's suggestion and while Trowa
had not been keen at first, he'd agreed - Heero had been reluctant
but finally consented when Duo had slid his arms around his neck and
smiled. "Please, babe? Only us will ever see it… ain't
you ever wondered what we look like… All together." His voice had dropped low and Heero couldn't deny the
appeal of the visual, all their three bodies moving together, hands,
lips, legs entwined. It was quite the image and so he'd done it -
had sex with his two lovers on camera - he just secretly hoped he'd
never have to watch it back. As he had been awkward. Duo was, well Duo, performer,
entertainer, a ball of sexual energy and he glanced at times to where
the web cam was set up during the foreplay as though he was aware
of his audience. Trowa, though was perceived as quiet and reserved, had
that streak of an entertainer, knew how to show off his body and make
it look impressive. Heero was neither of those - he had only relaxed
when he'd forgotten about the cameras existence as he fucked Duo while
Trowa fucked him, it being difficult to consider anything else when
that was happening. So they were going to watch it now, Heero sat in between
Duo and Trowa, feeling strange as he saw the three of them appear
on the screen, touching, tasting, stroking each other and while Heero
knew he looked more self- conscious than the other two there was something
erotic about watching Duo suck his cock on the screen while Trowa
prepared him, when in real life Duo's lips were on his neck and Heero
was rubbing his hand over Trowa's dick. They watched the action progress, Heero stood at the
edge of the bed, deep, deep inside Duo with Trowa's movements rocking
them both, and Heero's eyes drifted away from the screen as the action
on the couch was becoming more heated, hands tracing over abs, palming
cocks and Duo's mouth then met his, tongue and teeth and a hot kiss.
As they parted, Heero moaned as Trowa's hand was in his sweatpants,
stroking him and he could hear their own noises from the screen -
Duo's loud "fuck me's" and the quieter "yeahs"
and names spoken by himself and Trowa and he reached for Trowa's hand
to stop it. He heard a noise of confusion from Trowa and Duo raised
an eyebrow. "What was the point in doing the damn sex tape
if we are not going to watch it?" Duo laughed low. "That point was to provide something
to get us in the mood," he said, sliding his way into Heero's
lap, running his fingers down his chest until he got to his stomach
and felt his cock, already released from material and wet at the tip.
"And it worked, didn't it?" And as they fumbled on the couch, stroking each other,
kissing and sucking at skin and each other's bodies, they heard the
sounds of their climax on the tape, mixing with their present day
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