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"Satisfied"Disclaimer: I do not own Gundam Wing nor any of
its characters. I only own the original characters. And nobody's paying
me to write this. Rating: NC 17 Warnings: Lemon, fluff, angst, threesome Pairings: 2x1x5, 3x4 Summary: Duo is sweet on Wufei and the pair are
mutual 'friends with benefits'. When Heero Yuy comes onto the scene
life changes in a big way. " Satisfied " Treize leaned back in his chair, gazing at the glaring man in front of him as he spoke on the phone. “I let Eric go. Matt is in front of me.” “Have Matt arrested. I don’t give a damn if a scandal does come from it. And I’m not as forgiving as Heero. Find Eric and offer him rehab or charges of assault and theft.” “Yes, sir.” “How is Heero?” “Asleep I imagine. Sally gave him painkillers and I’m sure Duo and Wufei managed to make him take it.” “Ok. I’ll call him tomorrow, then. Thank you for calling me.” “Of course.” He hung up and looked to the police. “We’re pressing charges. Mr. Matthews would also like an offer of rehab or charges against Eric Simons.” “Yes, sir.” Treize watched the officers escort Matt out, pursing his lips at the angered yells filling the lobby. He rubbed his temples and sighed. Now he would just have to convince Heero to go along with the charges being presses. He paused. No, he had to convince Duo and Wufei, which he was sure wouldn’t be too difficult, and they could get him to do it ----- “Put it back.” Heero huffed and put the ice pack back to his head. “I can’t think with my head half frozen.” “Well, you ain’t supposed to be thinking, you’re supposed to be resting.” Wufei snorted as he handed Heero a glass of water and some painkillers. “I thought it was my job to bicker with Duo.” Heero sighed but took the pills. “You know these are what’s making me grouchy. They keep me tired. That’s why I don’t want to take them.” “Too bad. I’d rather you be grumpy than in a lot of pain.” Wufei sat next to him, studying the large bruise that peaked out from beneath the pack. “Damn.” Heero’s lips lifted in a mirthless smirk. “Not winning any beauty contests today.” The phone rang and Duo hopped up to get it. Wufei watched him disappear into the kitchen and looked back to Heero. “You’re still beautiful.” He leaned over and dropped a gentle kiss on Heero’s lips. “I’m not beautiful,” Heero said when the other Asian sat back with a raised eyebrow. “Oh yes you are.” They fell silent as Duo came back into the living room. “Don’t worry; we’ll take care of it. Yeah. Did you want to talk to him?” He looked to Heero. “It’s your dad.” He grimaced. “Tell him I’ll call him back later.” “Hey, Greg, can he call you back?... Yeah. You, too.” He hung up and tossed the phone onto the coffee table. “Well buddy, here’s the deal. Eric went to rehab and Matt’s in jail. You are pressing charges.” He pursed his lips. “Matt will run his mouth.” “So?” Duo sat on the table and leaned his elbows on his knees. “You think that’s going to bother us?” Heero looked to Wufei who shook his head. “Won’t bother me.” “You get uncomfortable if we’re around family. How would you act if we were suddenly the focus of the paparazzi?” “They hurt you,” he said quietly but firmly. “I can put up with being uncomfortable if it means fighting for you.” He pulled Heero’s hand to his lips. “Press charges.” “Wufei-“ He was cut off when Duo leaned forward and took his lips in a soft kiss. When it broke he looked into deep violet eyes. “Please, Heero, press charges.” Before he could say anything, Wufei repeated the plea while nibbling at his neck. He dropped the ice pack over the back of the sofa and groaned softly. “Gods, are you two going to bribe me with sex?” “If we have to,” Duo said with a smirk as he nibbled on Heero’s ear. “You gonna press charges?” A hand rubbed over his crotch and his hips jerked. “I don’t want to cause t-trouble.” The hand massaged him more forcefully and he looked to Wufei. “You can’t be serious.” “Why not?” He slipped Heero’s shorts and boxers down so he could have unfettered access to his length. “It seems you’re not completely opposed to the idea.” Heero grunted; eyes slipping closed as his lovers teased him in his most sensitive areas. They were going to be the death of him. Warm, moist lips wrapped around his length pulling him into sudden hardness and his moan was muffled as Duo kissed his mouth. Heero pushed Duo away and sucked in several breaths before pulling Wufei up. “You’re not turning sex into a bribe to get me to press charges.” Duo sighed and sat back while Wufei leaned his side to the back of the sofa. “I don’t know what to say,” Wufei admitted softly. Duo stood, pacing the floor. “I love both of you. I love you, Heero, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’re safe. I want those bastards in jail. I want them unable to come near you again. I never want to see that fucking despair in your eyes ever again.” He turned to face the pair on the sofa, eyes meeting with deep blue. “I want to be your rock, your lover, your safe place, your-“ He was stayed from saying more when Heero stood and took his lips in a heated kiss. He folded his arms around the slim waist and returned the kiss, tangling his tongue around the warm muscle moving within his mouth. He began pulling Heero toward the bedroom and Wufei followed. When Duo broke the kiss, Wufei stripped the shirt from Heero and Duo immediately tackled his nipples. Heero’s mind was nearly shut off by the time they were completely undressed and on the bed. He felt slightly guilty for letting his lovers do all the work, but he couldn’t seem to make his hands do more than clench in the sheets with Duo’s lips teasing his neck, Wufei’s tongue lapping at his length, and both of their hands roaming over his skin. “What do you want, Heero?” He opened his eyes and looked from Duo to Wufei and back again. “I don’t care, just don’t stop.” Wufei nodded, smirked slightly, and moved to settle between Heero’s legs. “Then I’m taking him.” Heero chuckled as Duo rolled his eyes. “Fine, I’ll be the bigger man and let you have him first.” Wufei shook his head before pressing a slick finger into Heero, watching as the other Asian closed his eyes and gasped a breath. He loved being one of the only two people in the world who could bring the strong business man to a writhing mess of pure desire. He coated two fingers and slid them in, stretching as seeking out the most sensitive spot inside him. Heero’s back arched. “Gods, Fei. I’m ready.” “Not with just two.” He did however quickly add a third finger to the mix while Duo leaned down to lap at Heero’s nipples. “Duo, if we want him to last through both of us, he’s going to need help.” The braided man nodded and hopped from the bed to grab a cock ring out of their box of toys. He quickly slid in onto Heero, pulling a heavy groan from the Japanese man. “There now. How’s that feel, Heero?” “Not sure if I’m in heaven or,” he gasped, “hell. Shit, Wufei, please.” He nodded and pulled his fingers out, and Duo suddenly appeared beside and slid a slick palm over his erection. Wufei’s hips bucked as he was covered with lube and then Duo sat back on his heels. “All right, gentlemen, give me a show.” Wufei pulled one of Heero’s legs around his waist and the other over his shoulder before pressing the tips to his lover’s entrance. He pushed in slowly, hissing through his teeth as the tight heat caressed his length. When he was fully seated, he leaned down to kiss Heero softly and began a slow rhythm. Duo wet his lips as he watched his lovers. Muscles ripped in Wufei’s thighs and stomach as he thrust in and out, pulling soft gasps, moans and cries from Heero. He reached down to relieve some of the tension, squeezing himself at the base. He didn’t want to cum as soon as he entered Heero on his turn. Heero couldn’t help but drop one hand to squeeze his length. There was no better feeling in his mind than being taken, and Wufei felt so perfect inside him. He choked on a gasp with the hard length inside him hit his prostate. “Right there… Harder.” Heero pressed his head back into the pillow, the intense pleasure coursing through him making him almost dizzy. He felt Wufei’s rhythm falter and then warms spread inside him. “Gods.” Wufei collapsed on top of Heero, their sweat slickened chests sliding together as he moved to kiss the other Asian softly. “Love you.” Heero shivered when Wufei pulled out and watched as he kissed Duo and they swapped spots. Duo slid his hands up Heero’s thighs. “You ready for me, baby? I think you’ve had all the slow you’re going to get for a while.” Heero licked his lips as their eyes met and Duo slammed inside in one smooth thrust. “Fuck!” Heero clenched his hands tightly in the sheets, back arching of the bed as he was suddenly filled. “Just like that.” Duo pulled out and slammed back in, setting a heavy rhythm. The teasing had gone on too long and he couldn’t have held back if he wanted to, which he didn’t. The slick heat gripped him tightly and the noises Heero made on every thrust were intoxicating. Who needed alcohol or drugs when he had the hottest lovers on the planet? “Harder.” Wufei shivered as he watched Duo and Heero. It wasn’t making love, it was pure fucking and he loved every second of it. He stretched out on his side, ignoring the stirring in his groin for the moment. He was enjoying the show too much. Duo turned Heero to his side, straddling his left leg and pulling the right over his shoulder as he continued to pound into his lover. “Ngh… D-Duo… oh gods… please…” Wufei crawled to them and leaned down, taking Heero’s erection between his lips. At first he teased the tip, and then took half into his mouth. A hand tangled in his hair and he looked to the side into lust-filled sapphire eyes. He winked and took Heero to the hilt, loving the howl it tore from the man’s throat. “T-take… fuck…” Heero bit his bottom lip. Duo couldn’t take much more and the spasming heat around him was quickly pulling him to the end. “Take it off, Fei.” He pulled back, released the ring, and returned to sucking Heero. It only took one hard pull and the Japanese man came with a cry. Wufei swallowed it down and lapped up what escaped him. Duo groaned heavily when the walls around his length tightened impossibly around him and he added his own cum with Wufei’s. He pulled out and collapsed behind Heero while Wufei moved to lie on his other side. Duo looked down and noticed Wufei’s renewed state and shook his head. The man’s recovery time was amazing. He took Heero’s and in his own and wrapped both of them around Wufei’s erection. He gasped, hands gripping Heero’s shoulders as they quickly brought him off for a second time. He collapsed completely to the bed and sighed. “How the hell do you always seem to manage to cum twice, Fei? What the hell are you made of?” He smirked. “I’ve got stamina and youth on my side.” Heero snorted. “I’m only two years older than you.” He shrugged, snuggled into Heero’s chest, and closed his eyes. “Shut up. I’m taking a nap.” Heero laughed softly. “Love you both.” “Love you, too,” Duo said. The only response from Wufei was a soft snore as he gave in to sleep. TBC….
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