"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 4:

When the three of us are together, I almost always end up in the middle.

They know I'm not too comfortable with public displays, although I seem to be getting over it, and they've always respected that. Not that they don't touch me when we're out; they do, all the time. They just find discreet ways to do it.

A hand on my arm to point out something in a shop window; a quick tug on my braid to emphasise something one of them is saying. I get a light slap on the ass if they think I'm lagging behind and they've both turned arranging a napkin on my lap into an art form.

Trips to the cinema are the worst; I'm inevitably given the popcorn to hold, and every time they reach in for a handful, a caress lands somewhere in the general area of the bucket. They've started groping for stray kernels lately; I have a long list of movies I need to rent on DVD because I've no idea what happens at the end.

If we're on the couch at home, I invariably end up in someone's lap, usually Heero's, so he can play with my hair. He's utterly incapable of leaving it braided; sure, he'll start off just running it through his fingers, but then somehow the hair-tie disappears, and he has it spread it out over his hands.

Wufei is the one with something of a foot fetish. Heero doesn't actually like having his feet touched, so I'm generally on the receiving end. I tease them sometimes that if they ever resigned from Preventers, they'd could set up their own spa, providing foot and hair treatments.

In bed, I'm almost always in the middle. I have been from the beginning. I actually couldn't sleep like that at the start; it was just too weird being having two warm bodies curled around me, instead of having a bed to myself. It's not as if they're particularly restful to sleep with; Wufei likes to drape himself around whoever's closest to him and hang on for dear life and Heero falls asleep with one hand either tangled in my hair, if he's managed to pull off my hair tie; or wrapped around the base of my braid, if I've miraculously managed to keep it braided.

It's got worse since I came home from hospital; like they can't not touch me constantly just to make sure I'm really there. It's another one of those little reminders of how much I must have scared them both, that they thought they were going to lose me. It's made me bite my tongue, quite a few times, when I wanted to snap at them to stop babying me and just leave me the hell alone for two minutes.

That's why it was so weird waking up on our first morning in France with Heero in my arms, and no sign of Wufei.

I don't get to watch Heero asleep very much; he usually wakes first, and goes down to switch on the kettle for Wufei's morning tea. I had move very slightly, to relieve a cramp in one leg; something that would normally have him awake instantly, but he just murmured something and shifted slightly closer. It was - nice, just lying there, and being able to watch him; to study the crazy way his hair grows out from the crown, that tiny scar just above his left eyebrow that he'd got on some Preventers mission, the one Wufei always kisses when he comes home; the way his skin already had been gilded by the sun after just one day.

I couldn't resist reaching out and smoothing the hair back from his forehead, and then I noticed on the tiny purple mark that had blossomed on his collarbone, and another on the side of his neck. That hadn't happened while I'd been watching them last night.

They'd been in the bathroom for nearly thirty minutes, far more time than they'd needed for a quick wash. I'd pretended to be asleep when they eventually came back to the bedroom, and sneaked little glances under my lashes. They hadn't come straight to bed, as I'd expected. Wufei had taken Heero's hand, and led him over to the windows. They'd spent the longest time just standing there, watching the gleam of moonlight on the water.

So beautiful together, the two of them. So perfect. I knew all I'd had to do was make a noise, even move slightly, and they would have gathered me into their circle. It had scared me once, observing them together; their completeness in each other. Made me wonder what the hell I was doing with them, why they'd wanted me.

Poor Duo, who tried to make his own life, and ending up losing his boyfriend and his business and scuttling back to Earth and doing all the things he'd sworn not to do, after the war.

Like joining Preventers. Being put in a position where I would have to take life. Or intruding on what was between those two. I'd seen something happening between them, when we were all imprisoned on the lunar base. It was a surprise, how long it had taken eventually for them to get together after the War. They'd emailed me fairly regularly, with news of their promotions and new assignments, but never anything too personal.

Quatre had met them sometimes, if he had business on Earth, and I'd known from him that they were partners at work and close friends, but nothing more.

I'd had to wonder, sometimes, if I'd imagined anything between them, just totally misinterpreted the situation. I'd actually been considering a trip to Earth for myself, when Quatre 'phoned me to let me know they'd finally hooked up. After that, I'd thrown myself into work and met Dylan. I could always find an excuse to refuse their invitations to visit Earth, and I'd been non-committal enough when they suggested a trip to L2 that they'd only offered once.

I still couldn't believe it sometimes, just couldn't take in this equation of three that somehow seemed to add up to the perfect total.

Three of us, together in a moonlit bedroom, and as I watched they crossed over to the bed, arms entwined. Heero was the first to slide into bed, and I made myself move just a little as his body curled against mine. Wufei got in beside him, bending to kiss his forehead; the little gesture somehow far more intimate than everything I'd witnessed earlier.

It hadn't occurred to me, at the time, just how controlled they'd been together.. Like they were performing an elaborate pattern of dance steps, for my benefit, when really they might have preferred just to let the music swirl them off and invent their own dance. Sure, they'd done everything I'd ever imagined, but there'd been a system to it, stopping at every stage to reassure me and ensure I wasn't too uncomfortable.

'Good morning, love,' Heero murmured, breaking into my thoughts.

''Morning, 'Ro. Are you all right?'

'I should be asking you that, shouldn't I? You're the one who got sunburnt yesterday.'

'And you're the one who got….' Oh, I broke off there. Hadn't quite meant to say it like that.

'Screwed?' Heero suggested, smiling a little.

'I guess.' I scrabbled under the pillows for my watch, trying not to look as flustered as all that. 'What time is it? Where's Wufei?'

'It's not six yet,' Heero slid an arm around my waist, pulling me flush against him. 'He's gone down to make some tea.'

OK, on the surface it was a reasonable enough explanation; once awake, Wufei needs that first cup of tea to function.

But...Heero was nuzzling my neck while he spoke, not there was anything wrong with that, but it meant he hadn't had to look directly at me.

Aha.

'So,' I asked casually, 'how come you drew the short straw?'

'What do you mean?'

'You know; how come you got picked as the one who has to talk to me and check I'm not too freaked out after what happened last night?'

He just gaped at me; it wasn't quite yet bright enough to see but I would have bet he was blushing at being found out. Then he gathered himself together and looked at me directly.

'Well? Are you too freaked out?'

'What do you think?' I made him wait for a minute, not giving anything away. Damn, I hate it when they try to manage me. I wondered how they'd decided to let Heero take this particular job, and when.

Then I saw the expression in his eyes; fear and doubt and that sort of stricken guilt at what he - they - might have done.

'I'm still here with you,' I assured him quickly. 'It's OK; you haven't scared me off. You're not getting rid of me that easily.'

'Don't make jokes about it, Duo, please.' Then he was suddenly wrapped all around me, arms and legs twining about my body as if he could anchor me physically in his life.

'Sorry,' I muttered. I never mean to hurt them; it still scares me that I have that sort of power over them, just by saying or doing the wrong at the wrong time. 'I'm still not very good at this.'

'Baka,' Heero murmured, 'you're perfect. Utterly perfect.'

I had to snort slightly at that. 'You're a misguided, deluded sap. You and Wufei both are.' I kissed him. 'Luckily for me.'

'You're really OK with everything?'

'Yes, I promise I'm not going to run away screaming the next time you two get together. 'Ro, can I ask you something? Something personal?'

'Of course.'

'When you two are …together, is it always 'Fei who, ah, you know?'

'Tops?' He looked faintly amused at the question. 'Not always, no. We switch around.'

'What, like you have a rota or something?'

That seriously made him laugh, 'til he saw my face. 'It's nothing like that, Duo. It's hard to put into words. Sometimes it just happens. I think Wufei likes being on top a little better; I don't really have a preference. It's always incredible.'

'Oh!' It obviously wasn't going to be necessary for me to acquire a sun-tan; I seemed to be wearing a permanent blush these days. 'I just thought, you know, you're such a control freak.'

'Not always,' It was his turn to colour slightly. 'Sometimes, it's good just to give up the control, to someone you trust. To let them take charge for a while. Does that make any sense?'

'I guess. I - ah - can't say that I want to do it myself right away but...'

'You don't have to,' Heero said hastily, the words tumbling over themselves. 'You know that. Not everyone likes it like that, and it's not like we ever expected that you...'

'Never?' I asked mournfully, unable to risk teasing him a little. 'Are you trying to say you don't want me like that? That you don't find me attractive?'

'Let me show you just how attractive I find you?'

It was one of those kisses that started off slow and gentle and gathered momentum along the way until I felt like every single nerve ending in my body had been intimately touched with his tongue or lips and set alight. One of his hands was knotted in my hair, and the other was torturing each of my nipples in turn. Lying pressed together, I could tell just how badly he wanted me.

'Charming,' Wufei commented from the doorway. 'I go to make you both breakfast and when I come back you're making out without me.'

There was a little smile hovering about his lips, though, that suggested he wasn't really as pissed off as all that. That maybe he was rather enjoying the show.

Heero lifted his mouth from mine, not in any particular hurry about it, and smiled. 'I was just giving Duo a little demonstration of how very attractive I find him.'

'Ah,' Wufei's smile broadened as he crossed the room, placing the tray he was carrying on the bedside table. Three porcelain cups with matching saucers held steaming cups of his favourite Chinese tea, which I can't even pronounce, let alone spell. There was also a little dish of lemon wedges for them and a jug of milk for the Western philistine who still doesn't know the proper way to drink tea. He's so - proper, sometimes. On L2, I'd owned a chipped enamel mug; tea tastes pretty much the same whatever you drink it from.

Oddly, it was easier to take a moment to concentrate on the tray rather than on 'Fei. It was stupid; he was still the same person, still 'Fei, but something had shifted, just a little, the previous night. Made me look at him differently. It was hard to see him now without remembering the way he'd been with Heero. That he'd been able to reduce our controlled, assertive partner to a puddle of longing and make him beg for more. And that voice he'd used to order Heero around… I was still getting the shivers whenever I thought of that, and of the fact that Heero - Heero! - had obeyed instantly.

God, I'd heard him sound like that on missions sometimes, never imagined he'd use that voice in bed, or that Heero would let him get away with it. The predatory, possessive look on Wufei's face when he'd looked down at our Japanese lover had been a revelation, as was the sheer, absolute trust on Heero's, as he waited to be taken.

I'd never really thought of Heero as being the submissive one; thought that maybe he'd put up with it on occasion out of general principles of fairness and equality, but not that he'd lie there and flat out beg for it.

Actually, it was kind of hard to imagine either of them giving up that much control, but especially the Perfect Soldier.

So much I still had to learn about the two of them.

'Was it ever in doubt?' Wufei wondered. Heero had tugged him down to kiss, and he gave me a quizzical glance once he was let up for air.

'We were discussing last night,' Heero elaborated. 'I was telling Duo that we'd never force him into anything and he decided to start fishing for compliments.'

'Did he now?' Wufei lay back against the pillows and held out a hand to me. 'I think Duo knows we'd never pressure him?' He made it a question, as his eyes met mine, desperately seeking reassurance.

'Of course I do!' I took his hand, and a deep breath simultaneously. Damn, I didn't want this to happen; didn't want things to go back to how they'd been months ago, when they'd both been so obsessively careful with me. 'Look, can we just talk about this now and not have to keep getting into it?'

He nodded, not entirely surely.

'OK. You both know how I grew up? I saw a lot of stuff that kids shouldn't ever have to see, let alone go through, but nothing ever happened to me personally. I was one of the lucky ones.' I couldn't help a little shiver, thinking of just how lucky I'd been, and Heero laced his fingers through my free hand.

'I didn't experience anything at firsthand, but there were a couple of...near misses. I was lucky,' I echoed, speaking more to myself than to them. 'What I'm trying to say, is that I don't have any negative experiences, not personally. You've both got way more experience than me, but I'm not exactly a shrinking virgin. I don't mind trying - stuff, if you just let me take me it slowly. I know you'll stop if I'm uncomfortable.'

Damn, this was so bloody hard to say. 'But I don't want you both tip-toeing around me, OK? Or sneaking off to have cosy little discussions about me in private. That's not fair. If you've got something to say, just say it.'

'Agreed,' Wufei said firmly, with a definite glint in his dark eyes that suddenly made me very aware that I was naked. 'I think you two have just proven just how much you're attracted to each other. I, on the other hand, am starting to worry that you don't find me remotely appealing and I think maybe you need to remedy that, Duo. Come here.'

He didn't even give me a chance to obey, to notice he'd spoken to me in that voice, just jerked my hand until I was sprawled all over his lap.

'Is that some sort of challenge, Chang?' From somewhere, I'd managed to replicate the low purr I'd first produced the previous morning, that sound they'd both seemed rather susceptible to.

Leaving my hand in Wufei's, I sat back a little, tossing my hair back over my shoulders. Oh, yeah, something was making certain parts of Special Agent Chang sit up and take notice, whether it was the way I'd spoken to him, or just the fact that I was half in his lap, and naked, with my hair loose.

'Is that you want it to be? A challenge?'

'Maybe.' I bent forward, very deliberately, and licked a trail up the side of his neck, ending where he'd given Heero that little love-bite. 'Maybe I was feeling a bit left out myself, last night, when you took 'Ro off for that little session in the bathroom.'

Ah. It's very satisfying, sometimes, to catch him a little off balance, to remind him the world isn't always going to perform precisely the way he's planned it.

'Heero didn't tell me, if that's what you're thinking; he didn't need to. I do know how long it takes to shower. I am capable of noticing the fact that you decorated Heero with a couple of hickeys, and there's a bruise on his hip that he didn't have last night.'

'Duo...' he began, and I cut him off by pressing one finger against his lips, twisting my head a little to glare Heero into silence.

'You heard what I said earlier, right? I don't need you guys protecting me from anything, and especially not from the two of you, OK? Before you came in, I was telling Heero that I don't need to be - humoured when it comes to this stuff. If I'm not comfortable with something, I'll let you know. You've always been able to pick up on that in the past, and I trust you both. And I swear, I'm not going to swoon or run off screaming if I see the two of you together. So, can we move on from this and just enjoy our vacation?'

'But, what if...' Heero started to say.

'What happens, happens,' My shrug was just that little bit more casual than I actually felt. I wasn't sure if I was quite ready for that, not just yet. 'You've never had a problem with reading my signals before; I don't think that's going to change.'

I think Heero maybe made a move to say something at that point, because Wufei made a 'shut up' gesture with the hand not holding mine.

'You heard Duo, love. He wants us to stop fussing over him.'

'Absolutely,' I agreed, moving my hand and letting my fingertips trail down his chest, just brushing warm velvet skin lying so smoothly over steely muscle. 'No fussing. Just...enjoying for a change.'

'Accepted,' Wufei said huskily, his breath catching as I grazed his nipple with my thumb. Damn, but he's beautiful. It still seems a privilege that I get to see him naked on a regular basis, let alone actually touch. It was Heero, moving up beside us, who pinned Wufei's wrists above his head with one hand. 'We agreed this was Duo's turn.' Then I shifted to one side as he bent down and proceeded to kiss the shit out of 'Fei.

'Are you just going to sit there and watch again, Duo?' Heero looked up at me, one hand still tangled in Wufei's hair. 'We're going to have to start charging you spectator fees at this rate.'

I gave my head a slight shake, spurred on by that little gleam of challenge in Heero's eyes. 'I was just letting you take your turn.'

'It isn't about turns, Duo.' His grin broadened. 'We can share. There's enough of him for both of us.'

'Sharing is caring,' Wufei growled, pulling himself up one elbow to look at us. That actually made me smile; it's what Sally says to her three-year-old twins when they're fighting over a favourite toy.

'I think we can all manage to play together without quarrelling, don't you?' Heero teased me. 'If that's what you want.'

'Is it…what you want, Duo?' Wufei let himself sprawl wantonly as he spoke, all pale gold skin and tumbled jet-black hair, sprawled deliciously on snowy-white sheets.

God, of course I wanted him.

He'd been an unattainable dream for years; they both had. And now I had them both in bed with me, and I wasn't entirely sure how to proceed.

'Hey, you.' Heero leaned over suddenly and pressed a kiss to my lips, mostly chaste except a deft flick of his tongue before he withdrew. 'You're the one who wanted to get on to the enjoying, right? Can you remember what we did to you yesterday morning?'

I ducked my chin in a quick nod. I wasn't sure I could exactly remember the component parts of what had happened; just the heavy scents of lavender and rosemary and sex, and the caress of sunlight, and then the feel of those two gorgeous, hard bodies worshipping me.

Oh, we'd been together, all three of us, on several occasions now, but it had always been one - or rather two - sided so far, with Heero and 'Fei devoting themselves to me first, and only then concentrating on each other.

'Good,' Heero caressed my cheek with one hand. 'We want to make 'Fei feel like that, love. That's all. You know what he likes, right? Or have you been wasting all those Saturday mornings I left the two of you alone?'

'No.' It came out rather stronger than I'd intended, a definite answer to the slight challenge in Heero's voice. 'No, we haven't.'

'Certainly not,' Wufei agreed, holding one hand to me, moaning as I kissed the palm, letting him feel just a little dab of my tongue, and then sucked each finger in turn into my mouth.

Watching us intently, Heero groaned, taking Wufei's other hand, and letting himself be pulled down for what looked like a full-on, no-holds-barred kiss.

Twining my fingers in 'Fei's, I licked my way down the underside of his arm, savouring the feel of him, and then found that precise little spot under right his ear where a kiss invariably reduces him to jelly.

'Ah, you've found one of his sensitive spots,' Heero lifted his head slightly to smile at me. 'Did you know he'll do anything in the entire universe if you just suck on his earlobe?'

I fastened my lips around that little bit of soft flesh, sucking gently and was rewarded by a low moan, cut off abruptly as Heero captured his mouth again. It was one of those long, open-mouthed kisses that go on for ever, happening only a couple of inches from my lips. It was utterly impossible not to shift position, lying full-length against 'Fei and letting him feel my erection, before leaving his ear and nibbling along his jaw line.

Heero had pulled back from the kiss a little, and oh God, it was impossible not to slide my tongue against his, until we were kissing frantically across Wufei, who had twisted one hand in my hair to keep me in place.

'You see, baby?' Heero let me go and tossed me a wicked little grin. 'You're getting the hang of this already.

'Move, 'Ro. We were going to share him, remember?' He shifted to the side, obligingly enough, and I slid on top of Wufei, letting my cock brush against his in the process, sending little jolts of lightning searing along all my nerve endings. 'Fei tasted of Heero, and early morning tea, with just a tingle of toothpaste, meeting each stroke of my tongue with a thrust of his hips.

Fuck. They'd had passionate sex at least twice the previous night, and they have way more self-control anyway. I wasn't going to last much longer if this kept up.

'You two look so incredible together.' Heero slid one hand between us and wrapped his fingers around us both, squeezing very lightly. 'But we're not ready to finish this quite yet.'

'We're not?' I asked dazedly, far too conscious of how he was holding me, and how Wufei's cock twitched against mine whenever Heero's fingers applied that little bit more pressure. ''Ro, please…'

'Not…quite…yet,' he echoed. Those strong, talented fingers dealt me one last, passing caress and then he gave my ass a light whack. 'Don't be so selfish, Maxwell. We're concentrating on 'Fei, or have you forgotten that?'

Wufei made a low, incoherent noise, deep in his throat, suggesting he wasn't too happy with this new turn of events.

'Now now, love,' Heero admonished him. 'Aren't you always telling me that patience is a virtue? Duo, shift over. Let's see if we make the stoical, strong-willed Agent Chang beg for it, hmm?'

As it turned out, our controlled partner was no match against a two-pronged pincer attack launched from opposite sides. Heero sucked and bit and tweaked his nipples hard enough to inspire muted swearing and sighs and a great deal of delicious squirming beneath us. I started lower down, kissing the soft, soft skin of his inner thighs, all the way down to his feet, lapping my tongue along his toes and back up again.

'Heero, please,' Wufei begged raggedly, his breath coming in gasps. 'Duo, I can't…'

'Can't what, my heart?' I teased, dropping my head just low enough for my hair to sweep against his groin and watching his face contort with desire. 'This?' I thought he was going to come from the very first touch of my tongue against his shaft.

'I said, not yet, honey,' Heero pressed a last kiss to Wufei's smooth, golden chest and slid lower, wrapping the fingers of one hand around his shaft. 'We do this together, OK? And Duo, you might want to use a little of this.'

Oh God. He was holding the little bottle of lubricant.

'Oh! But I wasn't going to…do anything like that.'

'I know you weren't. It just makes it a little easier, that's all; if you'd to do a little exploration. Saliva's OK, but it dries too fast, and you don't want to rush things, not your first time.'

'I wish one of you would bloody well do something,' Wufei growled. 'I am actually here, you know. And I'm about to spontaneously combust.'

I squirted a good dollop into the palm of one hand, coating my fingers carefully, and trying to work out what to do next and not sure of the protocol. Should I just get on with it, or should I ask Wufei if he was OK with me shoving my hand up his ass? It hadn't been an issue last night, but then Heero had been lying there and begging for it, whereas Wu was just - lying there.

'Just go slow at the start, Duo,' he murmured. 'Heero's the one who likes it rough.'

He was trying to sound nonchalant about the whole thing, and pretty much getting there, but there was a flicker of some other emotion in his eyes as he looked over at Heero, who was gently stroking the hair back from his forehead. He was scared too. Heero'd even told me this wasn't what he preferred, and he was lying there for me, trusting me that much.

'I won't hurt you,' I leaned forward to press a sweet, soft kiss to his mouth, feeling as if someone had taken my heart in both hands and squeezed. 'I promise, 'Fei. I won't do anything you don't want. I'll just touch you there, if that's OK? Nothing else.' I hadn't meant to do even that much, but I kept remembering the way Heero had reacted to being touched like that, last night and the sheer pleasure on Wufei's face as he did it. Dear God, I wanted to see what it felt like for myself, to see if I could give Wufei that sort of pleasure.

Swallowing Wufei was easy, with Heero's wrist still firmly wrapped around the base of his erection. I darted my tongue against his fingers to make him moan, and then pulled back, flicking my tongue lightly against his slit, and then swirling it around his shaft.

Wufei was writhing against us both, panting raggedly, and flexing his hips to drive himself deeper into my mouth; not something I'm that comfortable with yet, but really, he could only go so far with Heero holding him. And each movement lifted him just that little bit higher off the bed, and suddenly it was impossible not to go just that little bit further.

He was smaller and tighter than I'd expected; he'd done this before after all, but the molten elastic heat somehow swallowed my finger and, oh, dear God.

It did feel utterly incredible. Heero's other hand had found my cock, and was finding a rhythm to stroke to that matched the pulsing of Wufei's body, and I jabbed my finger a little deeper, forgetting to be gentle. Wufei screamed my name, just enough warning for me to draw back a little, so his climax didn't flood my throat.

Heero's grip on me tightened until I lost my last ragged vestige of self-control, and exploded over his hand. 'Fuck,' he gasped, 'Fuck! You two have no idea how hot you looked like that.'

He was looking pretty damn hot himself, actually; smearing my cum over his own erection and working his fist up and down. Wufei raised his head a little to watch; lying with my head on his thigh and with his fingers gently threading through my hair, I marvelled that he still had the capacity to move.

It didn't take Heero long to come, collapsing on Wufei's other leg, and leaning in for a Wufei-flavoured kiss.

'That was amazing. Duo, my love, you are one hell of a fast learner.'

Wufei mumbled something that sounded like agreement, his eyes already drifting shut.

'Time for a nap, don't you think? Heero suggested, 'and then we can clean off in that colossal bathtub and maybe make each other all sticky again?

 

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