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"Dear Sally"Written By: Ryouga Disclaimer:I do not own the Gundam boys or any
other character from the series Warnings:There will be Lemon and Nc17(trust me
^_~ ) Pairings: 1+2,1x1, 2x2, 2+H, 1+R, 3x4, 5xS, 6xN,
HxR ,1x2x1(and more ) Rating:NC17 occassional fluff Author:Ryouga Dear Sally
Chapter 3
Finally, there was quiet. There was no one here but Trowa, himself, and the servants. Trowa walked out of the kitchen and handed Quatre a glass of orange juice. ”Here, you should drink more juice and less tea," he said, handing it to the blonde-haired boy Taking the glass from him Quatre smiled and looked around the place. "It's so quiet in here now." Trowa grinned. "Yeah I have to admit that Duo was in finer form than usual today." "That'll teach Heero to let him have the sugar." Quatre placed his juice down onto the table and walked closer to the taller boy. "So, were you serious earlier, about Heero being jealous?" Trowa grinned slightly, wrapping his arms around the other boy. "Absolutely and I have a feeling Duo was a little ticked off at Heero for spending so much time with Relena the past few weeks and this was his way of getting back at him." Quatre gave him a puzzled look. "You think so?" Trowa nodded. "I'm pretty sure. I mean, I really think the two of them like each other, but they can't see past the fact that the other spends more time with some one else." "Like Duo with Hilde and Relena with Heero right?” the young blonde suggested. "Exactly." Trowa confirmed. "I think the two of them need a helping hand along. Don't you?" he said leaning down and kissing his young lover softly. Quatre melted into the kiss. “ I'm going with what ever you say." He smiled as Trowa broke the kiss and took him by the hand. "Good. I'm glad to hear it," the taller boy replied leading his lover into the bedroom and closing the door behind them. "Trowa?" Quatre said with a slightly puzzled grin on his face "You said later and it's later, so now I'm holding you to it." He gave a mischievous grin and moved forward to take Quatre in his arms again. The young blonde grinned and jumped over to the other side of the bed. "You didn't catch me before though, Trowa." Trowa locked the door and placed the key into his back trouser pocket. "There's nowhere to run or hide now, lover. You're mine," he said as he lunged across the bed for his prize and missing as it escaped him. Quatre squealed and laughed as Trowa chased him about the room. Missing him by millimeters each time he grabbed for him. "You're only prolonging the inevitable, Quatre," Trowa grinned, finally cornering him between the bed and the wall. "But it's been fun doing so," the blonde-haired boy said with a wink. Trowa flashed a light smile, soft and warm, directed at his lover as he held out his hand to him. Quatre took it and the older boy pulled him into him, passionately embracing him tightly, claiming his lips with a lingering kiss. Slowly the older boy moved them over to the bed, kissing his lover down his neck and the younger boy shivered with excitement. Slowly Trowa lay Quatre down onto the bed, then kneeling beside him began to undo his lovers shirt buttons one by one, each one slowly and carefully opening the shirt as he did until the blonde-haired boy's chest was bare. Gently the older boy leant down kissing Quatre. It was soft, loving, and sweet. Quatre shuddered at the gentleness his lover would show him, unless he asked for more the boy would always be gentle with him and Quatre loved that about Trowa the most. Quatre reached up for his lover, pulling him closer to himself. As the kiss deepened, so did their passion and Quatre eyed the other boy lovingly, breaking the kiss and waiting as his lover began to undo his own shirt. He watched the taller boy as he removed the shirt from his upper torso and smiled. He loved the feel of Trowa's soft silky smooth skin and reached up to run a finger along the smooth chest before him. Trowa smiled at him as he slowly stood upright, removing his own trousers and underwear first. Then he lay back down on the bed and reached down to find the buckle of his lover's trousers, undoing it and then slowly dragging them gently down the blonde-haired boy's legs, removing them and placing them on top of his own. He looked back up at Quatre, still smiling lovingly at him, then he gently reached down to remove Quatre's underwear and stopped. Quatre gave him a puzzled look and Trowa grinned and bent down, kissing and nibbling through the blonde-haired boy's underwear. Quatre moaned aloud, shifting a little and pushing his hips up, trying to get a little more pressure against his cock. The older boy grinned and stopped, causing Quatre to groan in disappointment, but not for long as within a few seconds the underwear was gone and Quatre could feel the sensation of cool air surrounding his hardening member. Trowa sidled up to his lover, lying next to him, up on his elbow, looking lovingly into his eyes. The younger boy smiled up at him and Trowa's hand reached over to gently touch his cheek. Quatre closed his eyes and sighed. "I always feel at peace with you, Trowa, even before we make love," he confided in his lover. " I feel the same, Quatre,” he told the boy. "I knew there was something special about you that day our Gundams first clashed and you stood there when I came out, smiling at me like I was your friend and not your enemy. I was a little stunned by your gentle nature and I think it's one of the main reasons I fell in love with you." Quatre found himself blushing. "I knew after we played that music together at my home that I wanted to see you again. I was smitten then I guess." Trowa kissed him again, their tongues gentle and loving, neither one trying to gain control of the situation. Then slowly Trowa's mouth moved down the blonde boy's neck again, kissing and nibbling, making Quatre gasp and groan softly at the gentleness of his lover’s mouth. Slowly the boy reached Quatre's nipples, his tongue gently swirling around each of them, lapping at them and suckling on them, making them hard and the younger boy groan softly for more. The blonde-haired boy gasped loudly as he felt the wetness of Trowa's tongue trace down his belly towards his groin and he moaned loudly, arching his back as his lover reached his cock, lapping at it gently without yet touching it with his hands. A soft wanton cry came from the younger boy as his lover finally grasped his cock in his hand and lowered his mouth over the top of it. Quatre's hands grasped the other boys hair and moaned as Trowa worked his now hardened cock, fondling gently at his balls as he sucked up and down, long fleeting sucking strokes, dipping his tongue hard into the small opening at the top of his cock every now and again, each time making the younger boy cry out as he felt himself start to build up. Trowa sensed this and halted his efforts. "I want us to cum together, Quatre. Is that all right?" Quatre panted a little but found the strength to breathe a positive reply and the older boy got up to retrieve a small tube from the bedside table drawer. Getting back onto the bed, he gently positioned himself between Quatre's legs and opened the small tube, squeezing a small amount of lubricant onto his finger. He smiled at Quatre. "You look so beautiful lying here like this," he said as he gently smoothed the lubricant around his lover's opening. The younger boy moaned, just the feeling of knowing what was to come made him tremble with pleasure, then slowly the older boy inserted a finger and Quatre arched up towards it. "Trowa, oh god, Trowa." So much pleasure before the pleasure as Trowa inserted a second and a third finger into the blonde-haired youth's begging passage. The older boy continued to massage the other's inner passage gently and Quatre felt he would go insane if his lover didn't take him soon. "Please, Trowa, please take me. I need to feel you inside of me," the younger boy pleaded. Trowa removed his fingers and added more lube onto his thoroughly hardened cock. Gently he lifted Quatre’s legs and placed the tip of his hardened, pulsating shaft at the entrance. Trowa smiled up at his lover. "Ready yourself," the older boy warned. Then sensing the boy relax underneath him, Trowa raised his legs and entered into the tight warm passage. Quatre cried out with pleasure at the feel of his lover making his entrance, shifting a little as Trowa waited until he was comfortable before resuming his full entrance of the blonde-haired boy's passage. Trowa thrust gently into the boy's tight passage easing in and out with each stroke. "Oh God, Quatre, you feel so good." Quatre blushed under his lover's gentle body and he moaned loudly as each stroke his lovers cock went deeper and further into him, each stroke rhythmic and even, it was almost like Trowa was reaching, searching for that spot to pleasure his lover completely. Trowa felt his urge building up, growing stronger and he reached for his lover's cock, pumping it in time with each thrust his own cock made into his lover’s tight, warm passage. Quatre cried out as he felt the older boy begin the pumping of his cock and he could barely stop himself from being vocal as the pleasure built up. "OH GOD, TROWA!!” "OH, QUATRE, OH!!" "HARDER, FASTER, PLEASE!!" the blonde boy begged and Trowa began to push harder into the boy, his motions starting to lose their rhythm. The more his lover called out his name, the harder it got to control the urge to hold back and he rammed himself deep into the younger boy. "OH, Quatre!! God!! Quatre!!!..." "Ohhh, Trowa, Trowa. I'm going to cum. I'm aaaaaaaahhhh!!! the boy screamed out grasping his lover, pulling the boy down harder and deeper into him as the other boy pumped just as hard as he could, while ramming himself into the tight warmth enveloping his cock as they both reached the point of no return simultaneously. " Oh, Quatre! Ohhhhhh… I'm cumming, Quatre!!!!" Their bodies shuddered together as they felt the last of their seed spurt out, Quatre's mixed with sweat covering both their bodies and Trowa's filling the boy's passage. Hot and sticky cum was everywhere but they didn't care. Trowa collapsed beside his lover kissing the boy tenderly and stroking the boy's satisfied, smiling face. "I love you, Trowa," the blonde-haired boy said, softly nuzzling into the older boy's neck. The older boy shifted his position, gently pulling out of the other boy and wrapping his arms tightly around him. "I love you too, Quatre," he said as he closed his eyes. "Always and forever."
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