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"Sunny Day Outside Marseilles"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: R Warnings:Duo POV, Pure, unmitigated sap and undoubtedly
a certain amount of OOC. You have been warned... Pairings: 1x2x5 Summary: Um, three hot guys driving around the
French Riviera in a sports car..who needs a plot? Sequel to the 'Rainy
Day' stories "Sunny Day Outside Marseilles"
Chapter III: 'Heero, you're hurting me,' I muttered, flinching as his hands began to touch a particularly sensitive spot. 'We told you you'd have to be careful your first time,' Wufei told me crossly. He always snaps when he's worried about something. 'You didn't use nearly enough lotion; of course it's going to be sore.' 'Is this helping at all?' Heero wondered, his hands smoothing feather-light strokes down my sore back, only just touching the skin as he rubbed the cream in. 'A bit.' I pressed my face into the pillows of our bed and tried not to wince too much. 'I swear, I am never going to do anything like that again.' 'Of course you are,' Wufei, on the opposite side to Heero, began to rub the back of my neck. 'Just give it a day or two, and we'll make sure you're properly prepared the next time. You wouldn't feel anything like this sore if you'd taken the proper precautions. Heero and I are both fine.' 'Well, you've both done this before,' I groused, feeling a bit mean for taking it out on them. I'd had a long lecture earlier and it had all gone straight out of my head. 'You'll live,' Heero said briskly. 'We brought this cream specially, just in case this happened. It should stop most of the burning sensations you were talking about.' 'Mm, I think it's working,' I mumbled. 'That's actually starting to feel good, once you don't press too hard.' 'Poor baby.' Heero bent down to kiss the back of my neck. 'I'll be careful, but we've got to do this or it'll just get worse.' 'Good,' Wufei approved, and gave me a light slap on the ass lightly. 'Don't ever do anything that stupid again, Duo, understand? Lying out in the afternoon sun without proper protection. No wonder you got burnt!' 'Ow! I did have on sun screen,' I defended myself. 'You guys even put it on for me.' I think they'd used up a whole bottle, in fact, before we'd gone in the pool. I'd vaguely thought of reapplying after my first ever swimming lesson, but after I'd convinced them to go snorkelling together, I'd settled on one of the sun-loungers, opened the book I'd brought with me, and promptly fallen asleep. It's damn hard work, trying to stay afloat and actually move all your limbs at the same time. At the end of the first hour, I'd been able to swim from one side of the pool to the other, using what Heero had christened the Duo-paddle. OK, it maybe wasn't as elegant as the way they swam, but it got me around. 'You need to reapply every couple of hours, especially when you've got such fair skin, and you're not used to the sun.' Wufei chuckled suddenly. 'Excuse me? This isn't funny!' 'Of course not. But seriously, the only part of you that isn't bright red is your ass, where you had those ridiculous swimming trunks covering you.' He squirted lotion into the small of my back and began to rub it lower down. 'I thought you said I wasn't burnt there!' 'You're not,' I could hear the smile in Heero's voice, 'but we wouldn't want that particular part of your anatomy to feel left out, would we?' 'Or unappreciated,' Wufei purred, 'because it's not, is it, Heero?' 'Definitely not.' It was - enjoyable at first, now that my skin had stopped feeling like it was on fire. Soothing, more than anything; with just enough edge to keep me from dozing off. Of course, it didn't take long for the vaguely clinical touches to become lingering caresses, and then the slick fingertips that had been skimming over my buttocks slid a little deeper between them, ghosting over - that place and back again. 'Stop!' I half-reared off the bed in alarm. 'Don't do that!' Then Wufei was grasping my shoulders and urging me gently back down to my pile of pillows. Heero was gasping apologies, sounding utterly stricken; he must have been the one who'd tried to touch me. It was the first time they'd tried to do anything quite so blatant - down there. Not that I hadn't been kissed and licked and nipped on my ass, but I'd always tensed up when they'd tried to get more intimate and they'd just backed off and moved on. 'Sorry,' I muttered, burying my head in the pillows. 'I just wasn't expecting you to do that. I'm sorry.' 'Shush,' Wufei soothed, coming to sit beside me and stroking my hair. 'Duo, listen a minute. Can we talk to you about something?' He waited long enough before speaking that I shifted slightly under his hands, tilting my face to look at him. 'What is it? Have I done something wrong?' 'Of course not! It's just - we worry sometimes, when we do something you weren't expecting, and you react like that, like you're scared of what we'll do next.' Oh. I suddenly realised what he meant, and suddenly a few little things clicked into place. Just little things they'd said or done, or very conspicuously not said or done. 'It's not that. I swear. No one's ever hurt me like that. Honest.' 'Are you sure?' Heero pressed gently. 'Look, I think I'd remember if I'd been raped!' I snapped. 'You really thought that had happened to me?' 'Relax, love,' Heero kissed the top of my head. 'Wufei and I have read the files on L2, but you know the stories firsthand. You know the kind of things that can happen.' 'Yeah.' It hadn't happened, not to me, but of course I'd heard things. Seen things at firsthand that I 'd been powerless to stop. I'd been lucky but I'd come too damn close a couple of times. Close enough that, even if I hadn't been out fighting a war as a teenager, I probably wouldn't have been interested in the whole experimentation phase. Sure, I'd fantasised about Heero during the war, and for a couple of years afterwards, but if he'd tried anything I probably would have freaked out and run. 'Thank God for that,' Heero said suddenly, fiercely and Wufei wrapped an arm around him, and I reached up to touch his face. 'Baka. You could have just asked me, you know. If you've both been worrying about this.' 'We couldn't help wondering, love.' Wufei slid one hand up and down my braid, the way he does when he wants to reassure himself I'm actually real. 'It's obvious that you aren't comfortable with certain things, and that just seemed like the most obvious explanation. You do know we'd never pressure you into anything, don't you, that we'd never want you to anything you didn't like?' 'Of course I do.' I think it was the sheer need in his eyes that made me go on. 'It's just - I honestly don't know if I like it or not, really. I've never done it like that.' I swallowed. 'Not properly.' We'd shared a bed from the very start when I'd moved in with them; there'd always been some kissing and touching and cuddling. It was only in the last couple of weeks that we'd started to go beyond that, and it had usually been in pairs. Heero and I would take a long bath together on Wednesday nights, when 'Fei held a martial arts class for the kids of Preventer agents, and then curl up on the couch together, and on Saturdays Wufei and I had a lie-in while Heero went to meet Relena for breakfast. Maybe things would have progressed a bit faster if I hadn't managed to get sick; for weeks afterwards they both treated me like I was made of porcelain eggshells. The first time the three of us had really been properly intimate together had been the night before our flight to Dublin. I still couldn't quite believe what we'd done earlier that morning, on a cliff overlooking the sea. 'Never?' Wufei pressed. 'What about with Dylan?' I took a deep breath. 'He was raped when he was just a kid; it was his stepfather. It went on for a couple of years 'til he ran away. There was no way he'd let me touch him there, and he'd refused even to consider doing it to me, hurting me like that. He used to have these nightmares. I - I do know, logically, that it doesn't have to hurt, but I just remember him screaming, the look in his eyes. We fooled around but nothing too heavy. The thing is, most of the stuff I'm doing with you guys, I've never done before.' Another breath. 'I know it's stupid, but I just have this idea in my head that it has to hurt.' 'Oh, love.' The hug was pretty damn awkward; they were both trying to hold me as close as possible and at the same time not touch any sunburnt skin. 'It doesn't.' Heero leaned back a little and looked straight into my eyes. 'I swear, Duo. You know you we wouldn't lie to you. It's - not easy, the first few times, but if you're prepared properly, it's more discomfort than pain. And then it starts feeling good, and then it's better than good. We can show you, if you'd let us. That it doesn't have to hurt?' Heero asked quietly. Oh. I could feel my face flaming again. It wasn't like they didn't know they - did that to each other, but, ever since I'd moved in, they'd been careful to do it when I wasn't around. 'I - I don't know,' I faltered. Part of me, the part that had felt excluded from that special thing they shared, was jumping up and down and cheering; the other part was - remembering. 'Not like that,' Wufei gave me a slight smile. 'I don't think you'd enjoy it very much, not right now. But you could watch us? If you liked.' OK, it was apparently possible for my face to get even redder. I mean, I'd seen them kissing and sucking each other off only a few hours ago, but this was different somehow. 'Please?' Heero added, giving me that appealing little look I swear he stole from Quatre. I'd never been able to resist it on Quatre and I certainly couldn't on Heero. 'What would I have to do?' 'Just watch, if you like,' those blue eyes gazed imploringly into mine. 'Whatever you want.' 'All right,' I had to say it quickly, before I changed my mind and panicked. That won me a long, open-mouthed kiss, his tongue massaging mine until my thought processes were starting to leave the bed and fly off into orbit. 'I'm starting to get jealous over here, you two,' Wufei was smiling slightly, watching us, and Heero bit my bottom lip gently, before pulling away and subsiding on the bed beside me, drawing Wufei down on top of him. 'Do me, 'Fei. Please,' he begged when he'd finishing kissing the living daylights out of our Chinese partner, That was a surprise; for some reason, I'd imagined it would be the other way around. Or there'd be a strict system of turns. Probably stored on a one of their laptops and regularly updated. 'All right, but just because you asked so nicely.' It started slowly, with just 'Fei covering Heero with what looked like the softest, sweetest kisses imaginable. Nothing that I hadn't seen before. Heero started to moan as 'Fei moved further down, just low little sounds of utter bliss that intensified when began to kiss his cock, mouthing his balls and nuzzling his inner thighs. 'Duo,' Wufei asked, raising his head suddenly. 'Do you know what 'rimming' means?' 'Um. Sort of.' Yeah, of course I knew. I'd seen the sites on the internet, seen a few porn movies. But I didn't know people did stuff like that in real life. I couldn't really see what he was doing, to be honest, but I could see Heero's reaction, going from blissed-out to - something else. Something more. He'd stopped moaning, was murmuring incoherent strings of words; just yes and God and fuck and stop and deeper and 'Fei.. 'I'm going to come if you keep that up,' he gasped, one hand sliding down his chest to stroke himself. 'Hands behind your head, Heero!' Wufei rapped sharply, swatting him, and a little shiver trickled all the way down my spine, as I tried to imagine obeying orders issued in that commanding voice. He'd never spoken to me like that. 'You're not going to come until I'm inside you.' Heero's brows snapped together as he obeyed, folding both hands in place and actually pouting. God, he was irresistible like that, and I had to reach out and touch, stroking sweaty bangs off his face. 'Hmm, I think someone's starting to get lonely all by himself,' Wufei grinned at me, eyes glinting. 'Are you OK with this so far, Duo? Good.' He leaned over and kissed the tip of my nose. 'I'm going to start getting him ready now. Can you hand me a couple of pillows, love? There's lube on the table beside you.' He slid the pillows under Heero's ass, raising it off the bed, and took the tube I handed him. 'All right?' he asked, watching my face closely. 'You know there are seven bedrooms in this place; we can move if this is making you feel too uncomfortable.' 'All right so far,' I said resolutely, shifting a little on to my side and taking the hand Heero was stretching out to me. His face creased as the first finger slid inside, and I squeezed his hand in mine. 'It's OK,' he reassured me gently. 'It stings a little bit at first, that's all. It's fine now.' 'What's it like?' I asked, almost reluctantly. 'It's - hard to describe.' He tensed, very slightly, as the second finger moved in, and then relaxed. 'Amazing. Like nothing else in the world. Different to how a cock feels, but really good. Just feeling him move inside me, touching me there, feeling stretched; it's incredible.' 'There are a lot of nerve-endings there,' Wufei glanced up, speaking in his best professorial tone. 'It's very, very sensitive, and that's even without going near the prostate.' 'Don't do that, or I will come,' Heero warned. 'Not just yet,' Wufei removed his fingers, coated them in more lube and started the whole process again. This time, he worked up to three fingers, going deeper, and Heero started to move against him. 'Just a minute, baby,' he crooned. 'Soon, I promise.' He looked over at me. 'You see, Duo? You're not sore, Heero, are you?' 'I'm about to explode!' Heero growled, and Wufei chuckled. 'Not just yet,' He slid his fingers out, smearing more lube on himself, and bending down to kiss our partner. 'You feel incredible, baby. So hot. Like you're going to burn me alive when I fuck you.' 'Just give me the chance!' Heero growled, spreading his legs wider and letting Wufei kneel between them. Oh, God. This was it; Wufei hooked one arm around Heero's waist and raised him off the bed slightly. 'We need to get the angle just right,' he informed me, but otherwise they were intent on each other. It was - different to how I'd imagined; sure, I knew the mechanics of the act, I knew went where, and the different ways it could be done, but I'd never guessed the tenderness of Wufei's expression as he looked down at Heero, or the look on Heero's face as he was entered. That little sigh of satisfaction as he took it all; Wufei's gentle murmurs of encouragement. And they were so focused on each other; just the two of them. They'd had this for years, before me. 'All in now, baby. How do you want it?' 'Hard,' Heero gasped, gripping my hand so hard it hurt. 'Fast. Screw me 'til I can't walk!' 'Demanding, aren't we?' 'Fei pulled out and slammed back in, thrusting hard enough to drive Heero's body back almost to the edge of the mattress. I could hear the slap of flesh into flesh, hear Heero's breath catch at the onslaught, hear Wufei's growl of triumph as he sheathed himself fully, and I couldn't watch. Then Solo's voice was reverberating around my head, telling me stories of what happened to kids who let men do that to them, so I'd never, ever be tempted, no matter how desperate I was, and Dylan was screaming as he woke from yet another nightmare, and Heero was crying out… Oh, God. Heero. I was upright before I'd even thought about it, not sure what I was going to do except help Heero, like I'd never been able to help Dylan or Solo or any of the other kids, and it was the look on his face that stopped me. Oblivion. Completion. Union. 'You came?' I asked stupidly, as if I couldn't see the evidence for myself. The room smelt of sex, cutting through the tang of the sea breeze. His mouth quirked slightly. 'Absolutely. You know, fireworks, earth moving, whole constellations of stars doing the tango?' He lifted my hand to his mouth and kissed each finger in turn. 'It's glorious, love. The best feeling in the entire world.' 'Too kind,' Wufei smirked at me. 'Now, Duo, we're going to take a quick shower and then we'll introduce you to the delights of the post-coital cuddle.' 'OK.' I lay back on the bed, watching them walk to the
bathroom, Wufei with one arm around Heero's waist and Heero walking
just a little bit awkwardly, and suddenly envied them. Suddenly wondered
if maybe I'd let them show me again. And maybe do more than watch
the next time. ~ * ~ |
