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"Set Up"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: AU, lemons, some angst, fluff, Pairings: 2x3, 1x6 and 4x5 Summary: Trowa is working to abandon his past
and reclaim his future! "Set Up" Quatre leaned into Trowa’s office, finding the
other man turned in his chair toward the window, cell phone up to
his ear. “You did not!” He chuckled. “And what
did the magazine say?... You’ve got to be kidding me.” He
shook his head. “No… Because I said no… I’m not
a model.” He snorted. “When did you talk to Heero?... Figures,
you do realize he only said that because he thinks it’s funny
to embarrass me.” He glanced to the side and saw Quatre. “I
need to go, Duo. I’ll talk to you later.” He smiled. “You
too.” He hung up with a grimace. “Sorry, I know I shouldn’t
take personal calls during work hours.” Quatre rolled his eyes. “There’s nothing wrong
with taking a few minutes to talk to your boyfriend.” Trowa flushed slightly. “Did you need something?” “We were heading to lunch. Want to come with?” “Sure.” He saved what he was working on and
grabbed his jacket. “So, you and Duo seem to have really clicked.”
He followed Quatre into the elevator. “Yeah, he
really seems to be a great guy.” “He is. It nearly killed him when Solo died,”
Quatre said softly. “For a long time I didn’t think he’d
ever start living again.” He cut his eyes to Trowa with a small
smile. “Or find love again.” Trowa blushed. “Love is a little strong, but I
hope it’s heading that way. Where’s Wufei?” “In his office.” “I thought he pretty much lived in your office,”
Trowa said with a smirk. It was Quatre’s turn to flush. “We’re
not exactly joined at the hip.” Trowa chuckled. “Not exactly.” Quatre scoffed as the doors opened and they stepped
into the lobby. “Alright, enough of that. What are you and Duo
doing Saturday?” “Well, I’m still helping out Heero and Zechs
at night, but we haven’t planned anything yet for the day. Why?” Quatre grinned. “Why don’t the two of you
join us to play some tennis?” Trowa started. “I’ve never played tennis.” “Don’t worry,” Wufei’s voice came
from behind them. “He’s played a lot, but not very well.” The blond stuck his tongue out at his lover. “Not
all of us are as good at everything as you are.” Trowa snorted softly. “So where are we going to eat?” ----- “What were you thinking?” “They were cheaper than the previous company. I
thought-“ “They’re cheaper because their quality is
far beneath that of our previous supplier. You do not have the authority
to make these decisions.” He huffed. “I’ll fix this.
Go to lunch and from now on remember that you are the low-ranked employee
here. If you ever want to move up you have to stop with stuff like
this and start following simple directions.” “Fine.” He turned on his heel and stormed
from the department. The man was clueless. Chris Stevens was the best
thing that had happened to the Winner Enterprises marketing department
since the company had opened. He had fresh ideas. He knew how to save
money, cut corners. He froze in the lobby, staring at a scene that
left him feeling immense disgust. Trowa Barton was making nice with the boss and his bodyguard.
How the hell could an upstanding citizen such as Quatre Winner work
side by side with such a degenerate? It was against all natural laws.
Trowa Barton was a slut who bared his body for money. Chris Stevens
came from money and went to a good university. He deserved the best
of the best, not to be some errand boy in the marketing department.
He pulled out his phone. “Hello?” “Hey, Kent, I need some dirt and I need it now.” “Okay, who’s the unlucky bastard?” “Trowa Barton.” A moment of silence and then, “I’m on it.” ----- Trowa was pulling his shirt over his head as he heard
the door open and close. “You haven’t lost your touch. You were amazing
out there.” He waited for the familiar twinge of pain that voice
used to bring him, but it didn’t come. He turned with a small
smirk. “Don’t enjoy it too much. This is temporary.” The man smiled but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.
“Trowa, I know I hurt you. I was wrong.” He sighed. “Treize, it’s over. Just let it
go.” The older man took a step forward. “Is there anyway-“ “I’m seeing someone,” he said softly. “Oh.” He cleared his throat. “Does he
treat you well?” He couldn’t stop the small smile that lifted the
corners of his lips. “Yes, he does.” Treize nodded and backed to the door. “I’m
glad for you.” “Thank you.” Trowa leaned his hip to the vanity as Treize left. So
far he’d been able to avoid contact with Kushrenada’s owner,
but he should have known there was no way to not see him at least
once. The door opened again and he looked up to Zechs’ concerned
face. “Are you okay? What did he want?” Trowa shook his head. “A second chance, and yes,
I’m fine.” Blue eyes widened slowly as the blond stared at him.
“What did you tell him?” “That I’d moved on and it was time he did, too.” For months he’d fought to hide the hurt and anger he’d felt at finding Treize in bed with another man. His lover at the time had said how sorry he was, but he’d found someone else and just hadn’t known how to tell Trowa. He’d considered quitting his job, but he still
needed it and Treize had kept his distance, at least respecting his
feelings. He knew Duo would never cheat on a lover. The man was
bound by a sense of loyalty that enhanced his physical attractiveness
by tenfold. He was kind and gentle, fire and excitement. He was…
Trowa took a breath, wanting nothing more than to see Duo. Zechs shook his head. “You ready to go?” “Yeah.” He bit his lip. “But, I think
I’ll find my own ride. Do you mind?” The blond shrugged. “Not really, so long as you
don’t mind if I wait until your ride arrives.” Trowa paused for a moment. “You don’t really
need to, but if it’ll make you feel better that’s fine.”
He pulled out his phone and quickly scrolled through his recent call
list; it didn’t take long as Duo was his last call. “Hey,
no I’m good. I was just wondering if you wouldn’t mind picking
me up and taking me home.” He smiled softly. “Okay. I’ll
see you in ten, then.” They waited outside for almost the time allotted, Duo
showed up eight minutes later. Trowa crossed to the car as Duo got
out and looked up into blue-violet eyes, licking his lips. “I’ve
had far too many eyes on me than I want.” He closed his eyes
momentarily. “I’d like to have hands and more on me that
I actually want tonight.” He looked up into his boyfriend’s
eyes. “Think that’s okay?” Duo’s brows drew together. “Because you want
me? Or because you want to forget?” “It’s because I want you.” Duo nodded and sat in the car while Trowa moved to the
passenger side. He started the car but didn’t take it out of
park. “What happened?” Trowa took a breath. “I was involved with Treize
Kushrenada for a long time while I worked here. I broke up with him
when I found him in bed with another dancer six months before I quit.”
He looked to Duo. “Tonight he came to me and asked me for another
chance.” Duo clenched his teeth. “So what happened?” Trowa laughed softly. “I realized that it didn’t
hurt when I heard his voice. I wasn’t even remotely tempted by
another chance. All I thought of was you.” Duo’s mouth dropped slightly. “He won’t
try to take you back?” He shook his head. “Duo, Treize can be an arrogant
son of a bitch, but he has a rather peculiar sense of nobility and
honor. It didn’t stop him from cheating, but he’d never
attempt to steal what belongs to someone else.” He frowned. “You don’t ‘belong’
to me. You’re not my possession.” Trowa leaned over slightly. “I want to be yours
and I want you to be mine.” He chuckled. “It was kind of
funny. He was trying to get me back and all it did was make me want
to see you.” He wet his lips. “Which is why I want you to
take me home, make mad love to me until morning, and mark me as yours.” Duo stared at him with wide eyes for a moment before
yanking him across the console and taking his mouth in a heated, demanding
kiss. Trowa moaned into it, loving the feel of Duo’s tongue wrapping
around his own. Duo groaned as he pulled back and put the car in drive.
“Quatre’s is closer. Do you mind?” Trowa shook his head. “So long as there’s
you, me and a bed relatively soon, I don’t care where we are.” Duo groaned again. Trowa smirked as the braided man
gripped the steering wheel tightly, very nearly squealing tires as
he pulled out of the parking lot. A glance to his lap proved the kiss
had an effect on his soon to be lover. He shivered when he remembered
that length pressed against his own by the river. He reached out to
lightly run his fingertip over Duo’s lap. “Can’t wait to have this inside me.” “Trowa,” he gasped, “gods, don’t
do that or I’ll wreck.” He chuckled and pulled his hand away. “Sorry, I’ll
behave.” It didn’t take long for them to reach Quatre’s
and Duo pulled Trowa up the stairs of the dark, quiet house. He led
him into the bedroom and Trowa found himself pulled to a first chest,
insistent lips moving against his own. He was on fire. There weren’t any other words he
could use to describe it. Heat and desire flooded him on a level that
he’d never felt with Treize. Duo’s hands roamed over his
body as if worshiping it while his lips devoured Trowa’s with
passion. He broke the kiss to suck in gasping breaths and Duo took
the opportunity to pull his shirt over his head. He kissed down Trowa’s chest, teasing his nipples
and finding every nerve that shot straight to his groin. Trowa gripped
his shoulders tightly, closing his eyes and hoping his legs didn’t
give out on him as hands made quick work of his jeans and pulled them
down. Duo knelt, thumb running over Trowa’s hip. There
was a mask tattooed just behind his hipbone, a ribbon wrapping around
his back and tying it to another mask on the other side. One mask
was smiling and the other crying. He looked up into dark emerald eyes.
“I like it.” Trowa smiled and then smirked. “All right. I showed
you mine, now you show me yours.” Duo chuckled huskily at Trowa’s sensuous tone and
stood, quickly removing his own clothes. Trowa studied the band that
circled Duo’s right arm just above the bicep. His left side bore
some intricate Celtic design while his left shoulder was home to a
cross. Trowa tilted his head slightly. The other tattoos seemed like
decorations, but this one was different. He ran his fingertips over
it, meeting dark blue-violet eyes with a question. Duo shook his head. “Later.” He plastered
his lips to Trowa’s and pushed the smaller man to the bed. When Trowa felt the furniture behind him, he lifted
one leg to the bed and then the other without breaking the kiss. He
cupped his hand to the back of Duo’s neck and spun, pulling the
braided man to lie on the bed and straddling him. Duo let out a brief gasp of surprise when his back hit
the mattress. He gripped Trowa’s hips as the smaller man pressed
their erections together. Trowa dropped a quick kiss to his lips before
moving on to explore his neck, shoulders, and broad chest. The hot
lips spread a fire across his skin that went straight to his length,
and it was all going to be over too soon for his liking if he didn’t
slow things down. He flipped them over, eyes greedily running over the
flushed face and panting, kiss-swollen lips of his lover. He ran his
thumb over Trowa’s lips and a pink tongue darted out to taste
his skin. “Damn, I want you.” Trowa spread his legs. “So take me.” Duo leaned over to the nightstand and pulled out an
unopened bottle of tube, biting his lip. “Trowa, I don’t
have any condoms. The only reason I have this is ‘cause Quatre
gave it to me earlier in the week in hopes I’d ‘make use
of it’ soon.” He snorted softly. “Do you have any STDs?” “No.” He shrugged. “Neither do I. I’m fine with
it if you are.” Duo nodded with a smile and settled back between Trowa’s
legs. He was the most beautiful thing Duo had ever laid eyes on. He
ran his hand up the smooth skin of Trowa’s thigh, pausing over
the heavy erection. Deep green eyes fluttered and he sucked in a shaky breath.
“Don’t tease me, Duo. We can do slow later. I want you now.” Duo chuckled softly and quickly coated his fingers.
He leaned down to kiss Trowa softly as he teased his lover’s
entrance before pressing a finger inside. Trowa moaned happily, running
his fingertips over Duo’s nipples. He rose up to look into Trowa’s
eyes as he added a second finger. The auburn haired man smiled softly,
but no words passed between them. Their breath mingled, lips only
inches apart. “That’s enough,” Trowa declared shortly
after a third finger entered him. “I want this,” he gripped
Duo’s erection in his hand, “now.” Duo stared wide-eyed. “Damn, you’re demanding,
aren’t you?” “I need you. Please.” Duo pulled his fingers out, lubed his length, and began
pushing into Trowa. “As you wish.” Trowa pressed his head back into the pillow, releasing
a tremulous breath. “Hell yeah.” A steady rhythm began and heavy groans fell from Trowa’s
lips on every inward thrust. Duo could only watch, captivated by the
erotic sight of Trowa lost in the throes of passion. He increased
the pace and wrapped his hand around Trowa’s arousal, pulling
a loud cry from his lover. “Shit,” Trowa ground out between his teeth.
Treize had been good… Duo was infinitely better. The hard length
inside of him was beyond perfect. The hand fisting him was beyond
perfect. He knew he should have been doing something for his
lover, but all his body was allowing him to do was lie there and take
the pleasure he was being given. He clenched his hands tightly in
the pillow beneath his head while he rocked to meet Duo’s thrusts.
The angle changed slightly and he nearly screamed when his prostate
was slammed into. Duo tightened his grip on Trowa’s hip, aiming for
the same spot and hitting it repeatedly. The smaller man’s back
arched. “Harder.” “Damn.” “Hm.” Trowa ran his hands over Duo’s
back. “I hear you.” Duo chuckled as he pulled out of his lover and lay to
his side. “You’re amazing.” Trowa cut sleepy eyes to the braided man. “Same
to you.” Duo pulled Trowa to his chest and kissed the tip of
his nose before taking his lips in a soft kiss. “I’m falling
for you hard.” A sound escaped Trowa’s throat that Duo couldn’t
decipher and then the smaller man nestled against him, his head tucked
firmly beneath Duo’s chin. He grinned and wrapped his arms around
the slim waist of his lover. The grin fell to a small smile as he
allowed sleep to overtake him. ~ * ~ tbc... |
