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"Hotel California "Written By: t-shirt Disclaimer: Gundam Wing and its characters are
copyright to Sunrise, Bandai, Sotsu Agency, and associated parties.
I make no money with this fic. Rating: Hard Core NC 17 Warnings: AU/Songfic(?), Lemon (duh lol), hot
cheating smex, exhibitionism, group sex, het sex, double penetration,
some blood and gore (non human), mention of R abuse/S&M *grin* Pairings: 1x4, 1x2, 3x4x5, 6x13x9xOC, RxOC, 1x2x4,
1x2, 1x2x5, 3x4x6, OCxU, 13xU, 1x2, implied 3x4, 2x5, implied 1x2x5 Summary: Based on the song "Hotel California" "Hotel California " Part 2
“Let’s keep going.” “What? Why?” I chuckled thinking of how absurd it was that he was the one suggesting it. “I don’t know,” he replied as I pulled over and rolled beneath the buzzing, yellowed sigh that flickered every time the wind caught it just right. “This place…” “I’m sure they wash the sheets in bleach,” I sighed. I know from experience that Quatre is not pretentious or haughty but sometimes his lack of tolerance for those of lesser opportunity irritates the shit out of me. He remained silent while I parked the bike and got our things from the saddle bags but I could see it in his eyes that he wanted to object as we walked inside. I wasn’t about to turn down the opportunity to sleep in a real bed and maybe even wash away the sweat and heat of the road just because he wasn’t used to common rooms and a shared ice machine however, so I led him inside and smiled as the cool air washed over our heated skin. “See? It’s not so bad,” I smiled reaching to take his hand but he pulled away like he always does in public places. It’s another sore spot with me, I really don’t care what others think of the fact that I’m gay but Quatre has a reputation to uphold and I try to respect that even if it does make me feel like he’s ashamed of us. The lobby was fairly nice, much better than the outside of the place and though it felt a bit drafty it was a cool draft so I wasn’t about to complain. The room was round for the most part with no windows outside of the glass doors we had come through. It seemed reasonable to keep the heat at bay and the lighting inside was soft and inviting. There was an odd quality to the air as it fell from vents near the ceiling bathing us in cool reprieve but it seemed grossly inadequate the moment he stepped into view. He was by far the single most gorgeous man I had ever laid eyes on and I felt as if my ribs had taken hold of my heart and shaken me when he smiled and evenly intoned, “Welcome to the Hotel California.” I swallowed… hard. It was like looking into the eyes of my darkest, most decadent fantasies come to life and I’m afraid I completely forgot Quatre, the trip and my own damn name as I approached the counter and returned the smile. “Hi,” I said feeling foolish for not having a better greeting in the face of such perfection. Huge, deep, violet eyes seemed to reach out and caress my skin as he leaned dangerously close, the action revealing a small portion of his chest beneath the sleek, black shirt he wore as he sighed on a breath of hot hair, “Hello.” I was hard as a rock and helplessly enamored before he could blink those incredible eyes and almost leaned forward to close the small distance between us when I heard a bag hit the floor and reality came rushing back in. “Uh…” I stammered backing away. His amusement over my having forgotten my boyfriend, and it was very clear from his expression he was acutely aware Quatre was my boyfriend, set off a chain of thoughts I could hardly keep up with. Quatre was no doubt furious since he never took anything lightly but the dream boat behind the counter didn’t seem worried over the situation in the least and it made him all the more attractive in my mind. “Room for two?” our host smiled cocking a brow that confirmed my earlier suspicion that he understood the nature of our relationship. “Yes, please,” I replied cringing at the regret dripping in my tone. What was wrong with me? I had come out here with the intent of fixing things between us, not abandoning my lover at the first sight of a pretty face. But my god, what a face it was and it was attached to the sexiest body in all of Christendom. I could tell because beneath the loose hanging, black shirt was a pair of cling wrap jeans that left little to the imagination. “If you’ll just sign here,” our host smiled holding out a long, quill pen of scarlet red. “Hiiro,” Quatre interjected stepping up to my side as I slowly drew the quill from the clerk’s long, sumptuous fingers. “I don’t think…” “It’s too late to be on the road tonight,” I countered turning to see the odd trepidation in his eyes for the first time. Damn it! I was being a complete asshole! I had to get a grip; I needed to pull myself together… I had to get away from the savory temptation behind the counter before I made even more of a fool of myself. “Look,” I said shooting the clerk an apologetic glance I didn’t understand. “We’ll just get a room, sleep and check out early in the morning. Ok? It’ll be fine.” “Hiiro,” he replied stepping closer as if he didn’t want anyone else to hear. “This place feels…” I wasn’t sure what he had been going to say as his eyes suddenly shifted. I swear I saw them shudder like a camera before I looked over my shoulder to see a tall, auburn haired man standing in the interior doorway, his emerald green eyes fixed on Quatre in a way that made the little hairs on my neck stand up and I got a first hand look at how much of an asshole I was being when Quatre’s eyes traveled his form from head to toe and back up again. “Maybe you’re right…” “No,” he smiled switching gears faster than I cared to think about. “You’re right. It’s late…” “Right here,” the beauteous clerk smiled leaning forward as he pushed the book my way and I suddenly forgot Quatre and grinned as I put my name on the line. When I looked up the tall guy by the door was gone and Quatre was quick to pluck the quill from my hand and jot his name under mine. “This way, please,” our host softly intoned lifting a large candelabra from the end of the counter that I had thought was merely decoration. “I’m afraid we’re under renovation,” he explained as he lit up his candles and showed us the way. “Sorry for the inconvenience but I’d be happy to assist you if you require…aid.” I felt that last word pulse between my legs just as if he’d touched me there and moved closer to his side. “What’s your name?” “Duo,” he smiled and I felt unreasonably happy at having been graced with this gift. “Duo,” I repeated needing to try it out but was suddenly drawn back to the present when a cool draft brought Quatre to my side, his arms wrapping around mine and for a moment I thought to question his state of mind but I could have sworn I heard Duo reiterate his welcome. However, when I turned our host was well ahead of us and the whispering sounds had come from the hallway to our right. “Quatre?” “Here we are,” Duo interjected opening the door to a nice room with two double beds, a small bathroom and vanity, table and chair. It was cozy, well kept and smelled of fresh linen and softly scented soaps. “Thank you,” Quatre offered pushing past us but I was in no hurry for our company to leave. When would I see him again? At checkout? Was there no other way? Couldn’t I at least look at him for awhile?” “Ouch,” Duo grimaced creasing his brow as he brought a finger covered with hot wax to his lips and suckled slowly. I was damn glad Quatre had gone into the bathroom because I couldn’t stop myself from licking my lips as I watched. He smiled at me and I flushed knowing I’d been caught groaning internally when he smiled and inquired, “It would be wonderful if someone were to offer to fix the lights.” Did I mention I’m a technician? “Well,” I heard myself say feeling hope blossom anew as the shower turned on. “I know a little about lighting…” “Really?” The grin made me think of things I never, ever would have admitted and I again heard my voice speaking without my conscious control. “Quatre?” “Yeah?” “I’m going to go see if I can fix the lights.” It took a minute but I thought I could sprout wings and fly when he finally replied, “All right.” “This way,” Duo smiled closing the door to lead me deeper into his realm. “How long have they been out?” I asked looking for something to say. “Oh,” he sighed easing his step so that his body slipped comfortably beside mine. “A long time.” “Was there a…surge or… anything?” Damn it, I couldn’t think with him bumping into me like that. He led me through the winding halls as we spoke then stopped in the blackened corridor and I suddenly realized we had come some distance from the main lobby, away from the public rooms to an area that looked as if it hadn’t seen a human presence in years. It was quiet other than the piped music in the distance and I was captivated by how the candlelight danced in his eyes. “What sort of…surge?” he asked stepping closer to me and I took him in my arms without a second thought. “Any sort of …electrical…” “A spark?” “Maybe the heat.” Son of a bitch! “Defiantly the heat,” he breathed and all at once my world exploded in a flurry of blinding white stars. He kissed me once and I completely lost it, I was all over him the moment our lips touched. The heat was incredible, every breath and silky curve drawing me deeper into the dream because I knew deep down he couldn’t be real. Nothing is that perfect, it’s just not possible but there he was drawing from me the single most passionate moment of my life. I had to have him, there was no going back and no price I wouldn’t have paid to feel him wrapped all around me. I felt my chest shudder when he began to beg for more, the need inside me lashing out as I dove into him head first. Those skin tight pants were history in an instant and I hungrily devoured every moan that rose in his throat as I thoroughly prepared him. I had never met anyone so perfectly suited to his role in what was happening, his body rolled with it aiding me in my task while driving me utterly insane in the process. There was nothing I did that didn’t bring rapturous groans to his throat and he seemed to know instinctively exactly what I needed. I thought I was going to rupture something before we ever got started but he understood and took me in hand easing the pressure, begging but never insisting that I relinquish control and move before I was ready and I relished the moment for all it was worth making him wait just that little bit longer just because he was getting off on how much I was getting off on it. “Hiiro! Ah! Please,” he groaned clawing at me desperately and I fortunately found a small counter to sit him on along the back wall. The candles had been dropped by the way and burned dimly in the dark but they could have burned the place down for all I knew as I spread him wide and slammed into the door to Heaven, or perhaps the gates of Hell because it was so fucking hot in there I thought I would loose my mind. It took nothing more than his wavering entreaty of ‘harder’ to set me back a few thousand years and suddenly I was pounding into him with such primal force neither one of us could barely breathe. It was hot and messy and I never wanted it to end so when the time came I slowed and backed off hoping to make it last and was rewarded when he ginned devilishly and turned to bend over and offer his perfect ass to me. “Aw, man,” I moaned through the smile on my face as I stepped up and took his hips in hand. He wiggled his ass enticingly and giggled when I smacked it then hissed and raised his left leg a little to give me more access when I pushed inside him. It was so fucking good I wanted to cry. Never had I ever dared to dream that something could feel so good and it was clear he was having a damn good time too in spite of the fact that I was royally reaming his ass. No matter how rough or demanding I was he just kept begging for more. Even when it came to a point he was choking on his own saliva and tears rolled down his face he still pushed back to meet my thrusts every time I slowed. “Is there a bed?” I needed more room to work. “Yes,” he gasped and I spun him around and kissed him letting my hands roam his body as I guided him through the door he had indicated. He fell back the moment his legs hit the mattress and I followed sucking him into my mouth before he could catch his breath and suddenly his hands were buried in my hair and I wanted to hear him screaming my name. I swallowed him relishing the way his body arched and shook under me then slipped my fingers up his ass and probed for his prostrate. His cries quickly escalated until his voice filled the room and his body fought to free itself from my grasp but I held on until he suddenly went rigid and I was blessed with the sweet sound of my name ripping from his throat as I drank the heady thickness of my trophy and pushed his body past the point of surrender. He was panting heavily when I finally released him but I was too far gone and moved quickly up his body dragging his long legs with me and slamming inside him in one smooth motion that brought another strangled cry from his throat. I expected him to tell me to stop, to beg for mercy or cry but he once again incinerated me body and mind when his legs spread further, his hips rising to meet my brutal assault as his mouth repeated ‘yes!’ over and over again. I completely lost track of time. Hell, I never wanted to stop and did my damnedest to make sure I could stay right where I was for as long as possible. He was so fucking hot I just couldn’t make myself give him up. He even indulged me when I repositioned him over and over which was a thrill because I love to experiment. I almost lost it when he was on his side with me straddling one of his thighs, the other clasped to my chest as I dug in and fed on his delicious passion. No matter what I did he just kept letting me until I was sure he wouldn’t be able to walk for a week but I just couldn’t get enough of him. Finally there came the moment I both dreaded and anticipated and I felt the rising tide swell beyond my control. It was remarkable to me that he had willingly come several times during our romp without a single sign of feeling inadequate or inferior because I hadn’t. On the contrary, he seemed most pleased with himself each time he achieved a climax which just turned me on all the more because I seriously get off on making my partner cum. What I had seen so far was nothing however, as my own inevitable culmination forced its way from within me and he displayed a rapturous indenture theretofore un-conceived spewing his seed once again as I filled him up, the heat inside me spilling into his hot, tight body and I wished for a single moment I could just crawl right in there with it because I never, ever wanted it to end. He was holding me when my sight returned, his body moving slowly beneath me, his hips rocking up to gently milk the last remaining vestiges of my soul from my body and I shivered when Quatre’s face drifted across my memory. “Fuck.” “Mmmm,” he groaned lifting his hips and even in the face of knowing full well what I had done I couldn’t stop myself from pushing deep inside him. “You can look at the lights tomorrow,” he sighed as I forced myself off of him. “I have to go help start dinner.” It was so odd. He rolled off the bed just as if I hadn’t just fucked him senseless, his step light and airy and I wondered if he intended on strolling around the hotel naked and covered in cum. He blew me a kiss and stepped out into the hallway snatching up his clothes and the candelabra and leaving one candle on the counter I had pinned him to before breezing down the hall. I stayed quietly kneeling on the bed in the puddle we’d made and watched the little candle burn in the darkness for a time before dragging my sorry ass up and heading back to try to explain to Quatre that I’d just effectively put an end to our relationship. There was no way he would forgive me, not now. Not after everything else, and now this, this was definitely the last straw. I’d lost him and for what? A quick fuck with a total stranger? I mentally kicked myself when my lips curled into a smile at the memory but god damn it! He had been the best I’d ever had! Was it worth hurting Quatre? I couldn’t even think about it, it hurt my brain so I tried to put that line of thinking aside and just concentrate on getting past the part where I had to confess my sin. “Quatre?” I called softly when I returned to our room but the lights were out so I crept in quietly silently hoping he would be asleep and I would have a few more hours to try to figure out how to do this without breaking his heart. I blew out my little candle unable to keep the grin from my lips as I snuck across the room and slipped into the bathroom. The shower was calling my name but I didn’t want to wake Quatre so I used the washcloth and scrubbed the scent of sex off me as best I could. It wasn’t that I intended to hide it from him but I saw no reason to rub his nose in it by walking around stinking of some other guy’s cum. It started to sink in what a bastard I was before I finished and I finally gave up and admitted I was looking for a way out and resigned myself to tell him but when I went to his bed he wasn’t in it. The pillows were rumpled which was what had made me think he was asleep but he wasn’t among them and I cursed myself as I sat on the bed and decided I would take that shower after all because I still reeked of sex. He still had not returned when I emerged feeling cleaner but no less stained for the deed and I wondered where he might have gone. There was a moment of self loathing but not until after my mind had taken in the discord of his bed and reminded me what a mess I had left the one down the hall. Already I longed to drown myself in the scents I had only just washed away, my heart thumping loudly in my ears as I closed my eyes and recalled the decadent feeling of being buried in Duo’s sinful heat. My eyes snapped open when I realized I was near to panting and once again hard as a rock and I blew out a sudden gust of air as the guilt came rushing in. This wasn’t like me, not at all. I was the stable one, the cornerstone and the person people usually turn to when they were confused and likely to make wrong decisions but I’d proven in the last couple of hours I was less than qualified to retain that position. When the time came I had caved shamelessly to the temptation of a beautiful stranger but damn!...what a ride! Pushing the elation of sumptuous memories aside once more I forced my mind back to the problem at hand and decided to go look for my wayward lover. It was strange, we hadn’t been together that long really and even after what had happened I still found myself thinking of him as my lover. There was no doubt he would have a different attitude once I confessed however, but deep down I knew he would always hold a special place in my heart. I had loved him once, and I supposed I still did but he deserved much more than a lover who would stray. I had to face the truth, whatever we had simply wasn’t strong enough to compete with what Duo had offered even if it had been a one time thing. That thought bothered me even more than the idea of breaking it off with Quatre and that in turn made me feel like the shit hole I had been behaving like but the honest truth was, if Duo had stepped out and said ‘take me’ right then I’d have nailed him to the wall. When had I become such a bastard? The halls seemed ominously quite as I made my way back toward the entrance. Perhaps Quatre had gone looking for something to eat; Duo had said he had to go help with dinner so they obviously had a café of some sort. A cool breeze wafted down a darkened side corridor bringing with it a strange scent on the air and for a moment I swore I heard someone whisper my name then a long, low groan sounded from nearby and my attention turned to a partially cracked door in the dim hall where the warm illumination of candlelight could be seen. I don’t know what possessed me, I am not a peeping Tom neither do I normally disrespect other peoples privacy but the temptation was too great and I stepped up to the door peering through, my blood growing hot at the sight of a well formed, long haired blond man lifting his short haired partners legs as he thrust his hips into hers. I swallowed unable to tear my eyes away as he pushed deep inside, her lithe body arching as she moaned and praised him, supple lips begging for more and he gave it to her full force as my pulse raced and my skin became clammy with sweat. The thin sheet that had partially covered them slipped free giving me a clear view of everything and though I have never been turned on by the female form any cock that size driving a hole is bound to set me off. All I could think of was Duo’s tight, hot little ass and how fucking good it had felt to slam my hips into him just like the handsome man in the room was doing then everything changed as her eyes slowly opened and rolled my way. I jumped back out of sight the moment our gazes met,
my heart hammering hard and shame poisoning my stomach but the foremost
thought on my mind was that she had known, she had known I was watching
them the whole time. It crossed my mind that perhaps we had stumbled
into a love hotel without realizing it as I fled the scene and suddenly
finding Quatre became top priority. I smelled the delicious scent
of food as I hurried toward the entrance but the fear in my gut that
something might have happened to my non-aggressive lover overruled
everything else until Duo stepped out of a side door, his hands filled
with a tray of vegetables and drinks and a smile on his face that
made my cock throb just looking at him.
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