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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 " Bones "You're an idiot, Tro, you know? Gibbs is a dickwad
but you shouldn't have risen to it…" Heero looked up from Trowa's hand which was a little
raw from where his fist had connected with the wall. Duo was pacing
and ranting, things to make him feel better but both Heero and Trowa
ignored him, rolling their eyes as he continued down the length of
their apartment. Yeah, Heero knew Trowa's hand was raw but not broken
as he applied antiseptic cream to it, the blood now cleaned and wiped
away, but it would hurt for a few days. They weren't fifteen anymore. And despite Duo's ranting, Gibbs had deserved the two
punches Trowa connected prior to him diving and his fist connecting
with bricks. As Heero had been close himself when the comment about
Duo being a "cock slut", something mumbled about it being
too many dicks and then something about the depravity of the relationship.
It was a good thing Trowa stepped in as if Heero had punched Gibbs…well,
it would've been much worse. Ignoring Duo, Heero finished his work and met Trowa's
deep green eyes. He leant in for a brief brush of lips - all the thank
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