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"Puppy Love"Written By: Waterliliylf Disclaimer: I don't own Gundam Wing. All rights
remain with Bandai, Sotsu and associated parties. No profit being
made here. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: sap, angst, fluff, Alternating Trowa/Quatre
POV, AU Pairings: 3x4 get together, Background 1x2, 5x6
Summary: quatre gets a new puppy and has ot take
it to the vet. "Puppy Love"
Quatre's POV: Chapter 48: 'So I'm guessing everything went well?' Duo asks brightly. 'Seeing as how you have this massive smile on your face and all?' 'It was incredible.' I've been back home for almost twenty four hours now, and I still haven't managed to stop smiling after the most perfect trip ever. Not that I really want to. 'Totally perfect. We went for walks on the beach, and just lazed around, and we even cooked last night.' 'What?' Duo's eyebrows waggle at me. 'Sorry, Quat, for a second there I thought you said that you'd cooked.' Maggie and Shin, sprawled at our feet in Duo and Heero's garden, look up enquiringly. 'We did,' I tell him proudly. 'Well, I did really, but he showed me what to do. I made steak and mashed potatoes, and I nearly made ratatouille, but it went wrong somehow. I don't think I was supposed to put in so much treacle.' 'Wow. And neither of you got food poisoning? Or is the poor guy in a hospital somewhere?' 'No, he is not. He's at work this evening 'til eight, though. He was asked to stay on for a couple of hours because one of the other vets was called out to an emergency.' 'Well, you'll be seeing him soon then. And in the middle of all this walking and cooking and stuff, did you find time for any other activities?' 'We did, actually, yes.' I'm very proud that I manage to hold his gaze without even blushing. 'Rather a lot of time.' 'And?' He does his eyebrow waggling trick again. 'Did you get to try out any interesting new positions or anything? Something you need to share with your best buddy?' 'I have no intention of sharing that sort of thing! Um, we did lots of things, but not what you're talking about. Not yet.' 'Ah, I get you. Saving it for the new bed, right?' Drat. I should never have told him about the new bed. Or that Trowa has intimated that our first time in it might be a good time for a little role reversal. 'I'm not sure. Maybe.' He nods, scooping Maggie up and pulling her ears gently. Shinnie moves over to my side, looking for his own share of the attention. Especially if there may be biscuits involved. 'So, Trowa's done it both ways, right?' I nod. 'Oh, yes. He says he likes being the bottom sometimes. He was really sweet about it, Duo. He said he was happy with whatever I wanted, but that he liked swapping around sometimes, but that he'd try to make it really good if I decided I wanted to try it.' Duo gives a long whistle, making both dogs raise their heads to look at him. 'He really is pretty damn perfect, isn't he? I should send Heero to talk to him sometime about the whole swapping thing. He way prefers being on top. Still, he is damn good at it; maybe you should be talking to him instead of me. So what have you decided?' 'I'm not sure. I'd quite like to try, but I suppose I'm a bit scared that I'll hurt him, or that I won't be any good at it, or I don't know, that maybe I'll hate it.' 'OK.' Duo sets Maggie down and pulls his chair closer to me. 'Time for a little sex ed, I think. First off, you won't hate it. I can promise you that. And don't stress too much about hurting him. He's done it before and he's liked it, so it's not as if he's going to act like some terrified virgin. Well, not unless he's seriously into role playing and he probably won't do that for your first time. Just take it slow and use loads of lube.' I nod, scarlet. How do we always end up having these incredibly embarrassing discussions? 'As for making it good for him, well, there's going to be two of you there. He's the experienced one, Quat. I'm sure he'll be able to tell you what he likes. You should guess anyway, just watching how he reacts to what you're doing. Loads of prepping, like I said, and you can distract him by sucking him off if you want. Positions, well, you're such a soppy romantic you'll probably want to do it face to face and gaze into each other's eyes, even thought it's probably not the best way for your first time, just 'cause the angle is…' 'Duo! Please, just stop. I don't think that I can't take any more of this.' He bursts out laughing. 'Oh, yeah? Say that to Trowa, do you? Bet he loves that!' 'I know you're trying to help,' I tell him after several deep, calming breaths. 'Seriously, did you swallow the gay Kama Sutra or something?' 'That would be Heero. There are some benefits to him having a photographic memory, and you know what he's like for researching stuff before he does it.' 'I know. But I do actually know the mechanics of how to have sex. Honestly. I'm just a little bit nervous and you're not really helping.' 'OK.' He leans over and gives me a brief hug. 'There is absolutely nothing to be nervous about. It's fun! Actually, it's way better than just fun. You're going to love it, and Trowa's so freaking crazy about you that he'll love anything you do. You do know that, don't you?' 'Yes. I do.' I can feel the smile widening across my face, remembering the weekend. He is crazy about me. 'And you feel the same way about him?' 'Very much so. Duo, I can't believe the way I feel about him sometimes. I can't stop thinking about him most of the time, I keep imagining being with him, and I just want to be with him all the time. Is that really weird?' 'Totally normal for when you fall in love with someone.' He watches my face closely. 'Has either of you used the L word yet or are you still dancing around it?' 'We've said it. I told him that I was falling in love with him, and then he said it too. And he said some amazingly romantic things about me as well. And it's wonderful! Totally wonderful.' 'I'm so happy for you, you know that? That you've found someone who can make you smile like that.' 'I'm happy too,' I say giddily and glance at the kitchen clock. If I leave in twenty minutes, I should get to Trowa's at about the same time as him. It's true that I'm a little nervous about what might happen next, but it's rather a nice nervousness. After all, I don't have to do anything I don't want. I know that. 'Well, that's you sorted,' Duo says briskly. 'Although you're going to have to work on his taste in flowers a little bit. Let him know you don't like red roses so much.' 'Oh, that. Actually, they weren't from him. Duo, you didn't send them, did you?' 'Me? No way! Why would I send you flowers?' 'I don't know. Some sort of joke? I got that other little gift you sneaked into my bag, and thought maybe you'd sent the roses.' 'Nope, not me. Looks like you've got a secret admirer.' 'I'm not sure how secret it is,' I admit. 'I think I know. I didn't actually notice at the time, but I'm not sure if they even came from a real flower shop. There wasn't a card, and they were delivered by a courier, not a florist's van. And, well, I just thought of the last time I've been somewhere and seen so many roses in a garden.' 'Oh, shit.' I can see by the look in Duo's eyes that he's thinking the same thing as me. 'Shit. I should never have brought you to that slimeball's house. Then you'd never have met him, and this wouldn't be happening.' 'Stop that. I met him last week at Relena's party, if you remember. And it's not really a big deal. I have a boyfriend, I'm not remotely interested in being with anyone else. Anyway, what are the odds of me ever seeing him again? I'm certainly not going to worry about it.' I'm far too happy to worry about anything. 'You've finished the house, haven't you?' He nods. 'How was it?' 'OK, I guess.' He doesn't look terribly happy though. 'He gave us both a bonus, and he said that he was really satisfied with the service I'd provided, and he'd be sure to contact me again if he needed anything. It was kind of creepy actually; he was saying all this shit while Howard was packing up in the next room, and he was just looking at me like all he had to do was snap his fingers and I'd bend over for him. Pervy bastard.' He shudders slightly and then grins. 'Yeah, right. He never even sent me flowers. I'm not that easy. Listen, Quat, you'd better go. Don't wait to keep Trowa waiting, do you? Must be time to top up that 'just had sex' glow of yours.' 'High time, probably.' I stand up, bending to kiss Maggie's head. 'You're quite sure you don't mind keeping her for tonight?' ''Course not. You go and have fun. And if you're interested, Heero is working from home tomorrow, so there's no rush to pick her up.' 'You know I have to go to work.' 'Oh, be a devil. It wouldn't kill you to pull a sickie for once in your life. I mean, wouldn't you rather have the HVG naked on this giant bed you told me about than teach a gang of kids how to play scales? I'll even let you off our movie night tomorrow if you swear to tell me all about it.' Oh, that's so tempting. 'I'm not sure. I'll have to ask Trowa. He might not want to take another day off.' Duo rolls his eyes vigorously. 'Get real, Winner. If you don't know how to keep a guy in bed with you, then it's high time you learned. Trust me, if you so much as hint about taking tomorrow off, Trowa will probably have you tied to the bed and the front door locked and bolted so you can't change your mind. He's seriously into you. Now, we just need to work on Wufei and Zechs to get happy endings all 'round. Wufei's coming to this party on Friday, right?' 'He called me this morning to say he would, yes.' 'And he knows that Zechs is going to be there, too?' 'I didn't say so specifically, no, but I told him I was asking a few close friends. I'm sure he can work out that Zechs will be there.' 'Cool.' He frowns slightly. 'Have you spoken to Zechs since you got back? Is he trying to play hard to get or something? Why doesn't he just 'phone Wufei? He is still interested, right?' 'Oh, he is. He called me last night. He said he didn't want to push anything when he knew he was going to be abroad for the next couple of weeks. But apparently they've been emailing each other and getting on quite well.' I think Duo has become more interested in getting these two together than I have; although it's not easy to think about anything that doesn't involve Trowa. He isn't home when I get there, although there is a short text on my 'phone to say that he was delayed slightly but he's on his way. Wonderful. Another delay. All I want to do is see him and the universe seems to be determined to frustrate me. 'Hey, honey!' Trowa raps on the car window and opens my door. 'It's so good to see you.' 'You too.' I'm not quite comfortable enough to kiss him in the middle of the street, but I squeeze his hand as I slide out. 'I've really missed you. Do you realise it's been almost twenty four hours since you dropped me home last night? I couldn't concentrate on anything all day. A couple of people at school even asked me if I felt all right.' 'What did you tell them?' he asks, taking my hand and pulling me up the path. I give him a demure little smile, standing back to let him open the front door. 'I said that I thought maybe I'd picked up something over the weekend. I think if I called in sick tomorrow, no one would be too surprised.' 'Quatre Winner! I'm surprised at you; a conscientious school teacher suggesting something like that.' 'I'm not saying you have to do the same or anything.' It's a little hard to tell whether or not he's joking, especially since I know how dedicated he is to his job. 'I just thought it might be…it doesn't matter.' 'I'm teasing, honey. That's all. I think that's a brilliant idea. If you're sick, then I'll have to stay home and take care of you. Make up for all the overtime I've been working lately.' He gives me a quick peck on the lips. 'I'm sorry you had to wait for me. Actually, I have something for you. Here.' He digs one hand into his pocket and produces a key. 'I can't have a cute blond guy hanging around outside all the time. The neighbours will start to talk.' 'Are you sure?' He nods. 'Very sure. I know it's probably a bit soon to talk about sharing a place, but I hope you're going to be spending a lot of time here so it makes sense that you can let yourself in and out. Is that OK?' 'Yes! If we have time tomorrow, I can get a key cut as well for you. And show you my scary alarm system.' 'There's no rush. I'm not sure if we'll have time for anything tomorrow, that involves leaving my bedroom.' 'I like the sound of that.' 'Thought you might,' he grins down at me. 'Now, have you eaten dinner yet?' I shake my head, suddenly realising the brown carrier bag in his hands is radiating the most delicious smells. Maybe it would be better to eat before anything else. 'Not yet. I had a late lunch and I thought I'd wait to see what you wanted to do.' 'Perfect. I stopped off at Lek's and got loads of food.' He holds up the bag and then drops it on the table. 'Now, how's this for a plan? I really need to take a quick shower, five minutes max, then we can eat and see where things go from there. That OK?' 'Actually, I'm not crazy about one or two elements of it,' I say coolly. 'First, I'd like a kiss before anything else, and second, I don't see why we can't share the shower. I could scrub your back if you like.' Trowa, who's already heading for the bathroom, whirls back to look at me. He is totally, utterly gorgeous, my boyfriend. That dark, ivy-green sweater is a shade or two darker than his eyes, and his jeans are just perfect. Well, they'd be more perfect off him, admittedly, but I love the way they cling to his ass. Ooooh. Breathe, Quatre. I shouldn't be having those sorts of inappropriate thoughts. Or, well, in the circumstances, maybe I should. He is my boyfriend, we're going to have sex in the fairly immediate future, so it's only appropriate to notice his…assets, surely. 'You,' he says, advancing on me and pinning me against the wall, 'are turning into one hell of a demanding guy. I remember you being all sweet and shy and now look at you. I love it.' 'I love you.' I whisper, gazing into his eyes. They're so beautiful; a deep ocean-green flecked with tiny sparks of gold and amber. 'It's going to be like this, is it? First you order me around and then you think that you can soften me up with all this lovey-dovey stuff.' 'I don't think….there's a lot of softening going on.' I can just lift one knee and rub it between his thighs. 'Nothing soft at all actually.' 'No?' Trowa teases. 'Does that mean that you want the kiss to be hard, too?' His mouth is mesmerising me as he talks. I just want to feel it on mine. 'Trowa, please. Just kiss me.' And he does. Just before grabbing me and throwing me over his shoulder. 'What are you doing?' 'Obeying orders,' he says blandly. 'You said you wanted a shower. I'm going to give you one.' 'Not in my clothes! Trowa, please!' 'Idiot.' Trowa, who seems to have developed a fondness for pressing me against solid surfaces, shoves me against the bathroom wall, and kisses me again. 'Do you really think I'd pass on the chance to get you naked with me?' 'Oh. That's all right then,' I say dazedly. 'I think. Isn't it?' He bursts out laughing. 'Have I done it again? Made you lose all those lovely coherent speech patterns you're so fond of?' 'Um.' It's impossible to think of anything, really, with Trowa pulling down my jeans with one hand, and fondling between my legs with the other. 'Oh, yeah,' he says smugly. 'Earth to Quatre, can you read me? Here's the new plan, honey. I'm going to make you all messy and sticky and then take you into the shower to clean off, where it won't matter so much if I make you all messy again, and then I might possibly feed you, just to keep your strength up for later, and then I'm taking you to bed. That OK with you?' I just about manage a nod. I may not have control over my thoughts or my speech, but I am still capable of moving my head slightly. 'Thought so.' ~ * ~ |
